#matt thoughts

[concretejunglefm]

Entering with a Matty soft thot that won't leave my brain.

This tweet. You've known each other for a few months and you're getting closer. Kinda flirty but nothing serious yet. You're at a friend's wedding and you both mutually agreed to go not exactly together but not with anyone else. You know he hates dancing, you've never even tried to get him to. But as you're sitting at a table and you've had no problem dancing by yourself to all the fast songs you like your favourite slow song ever comes on and Matt can see your eyes light up, he sees your fingers drumming the table a little and the way you're swaying in your chair. He doesn't know why but he stands up and grabs you by the hand, and leads you to the dance floor, you dance silently for the whole song and then as it ends you slowly kiss for the first time ever.

You get back to your table and lean into him "I thought you didn't dance?" "Shut up" as he blushes and puts his arm around your chair

back to thinking about Matthew Dierkes and Chappell's casual again

EEK!!! I adore this, bb! You don’t mind if I run a little crazy with it? 💕

First of all, the relentless teasing you’re going to do the second you see him dressed up—actually dressed up. Not in a full suit, but a nice shirt, dress pants, and shoes??

“Who are you trying to impress?” you tease when he turns up at your doorstep looking like he’s just stepped out of a catalog or a wedding magazine. He’s even gone to the effort of not wearing his cap and styling his hair, and the way it falls back when he runs his fingers nervously through it makes him look like an 80s heartthrob.

He just rolls his eyes and mutters, “I’ll leave without you right now.”

The wedding is beautiful, of course. Your friend looks gorgeous, and the groom is… well, there, I guess—but all eyes are on her. At the reception, everyone’s up dancing and having a fabulous time. You never said anything to Matt about dancing—he’s your not-date date, after all—but you don’t notice the way he’s watching you. How he tugs at his collar, looking a little nervous as he catches your fingers tapping to the rhythm of the music.

You look like you’re itching to get up again after the faster songs have passed, but you hesitate. Why, though? You wouldn’t be alone. Even during the slow songs, the dance floor is filled with strangers mingling, encouraged by alcohol and celebration. Truthfully, Matt’s starting to wish he still drank—if only for a little Dutch courage, but either way, he perseveres, deciding to go for it before he talks himself out of it.

His hand is clammy, but he hopes you don’t notice as he confidently reaches for yours, because if there’s one thing Matt excels at, it’s projecting confidence, even when he doesn’t feel it.

“Come on,” he says.

You furrow your brow at him but don’t resist as he gently guides you toward the dance floor, joining the other couples. There’s a sudden fluttering in your stomach—either he’s giving you butterflies, or that shrimp salad starter was a mistake.

You glance around nervously, but Matt draws your attention back to him with a quiet, “Look at me.”

You mouth, What are you doing? just before his hand settles on your hip, pulling you closer and your arms wrap loosely around his neck.

“Asking you to dance,” he murmurs.

The song is slow, melodic, and you sway together gently—not really in sync with the beat, but in your own little world where rhythm doesn’t matter. You don’t say another word. You just look at each other. There’s a softness in the silence, something warm and tentative, something shy.

His eyes don’t leave yours—except to flick down to your lips, watching the quick sweep of your tongue as it passes over them, and then, just as the song begins to fade out, he pulls you into a dip, making you giggle. When he stands you upright, his mouth captures yours in a soft, claiming kiss. It deepens slowly, his lips moving with yours as your hands drift down to rest against his chest, while his settle on your back—one sliding up to the nape of your neck to keep you close, to keep you from breaking away too soon. Not until he’s had his fill.

When you finally part, you’re breathless and speechless all at once, your legs jelly-like from the warmth now spreading through you, and yet, he looks calm as ever. Cool as a cucumber—except for the way his heart is hammering beneath your hand.

As you step back, he gently guides you with a hand on your lower back toward your seat. It takes a moment, but once you’re seated, you finally find your voice again. You lean in and whisper playfully, “I thought you didn’t dance.”

It’s like the magic of the moment fades just a little—for now, but even as he grumbles a soft, “Shut up,” there’s no mistaking the flicker of affection in his grin.

Being sooooo self indulgent with my choice of song you dance to because Texas and country music, but this just fits your flirty vibe 🙂‍↕️

[honeytama]

matt's hands sigh

[leneishere]

You know it's him

[kaliforniahigh]

Matt thought:

So we know that Matt is a sassy boy!! I feel like you match his energy and you both get on each other's nerves so much!!!

Whenever you get into an argument (which is all the time), he says "did I even ask for your opinion?" and you retort "you look better with your mouth shut"

When you're at a bbq at the boys' house, you always grab drinks for everyone, except for him. He looks at you with an annoyed look and you smile teasingly at him. In return, he makes plates for everyone but you 🥰

He messes up your hair whenever he can, running away before you can slap him.

You're streaming with the guys and you make it your mission to kill his character first because you're always on opposing teams.

He always comes up to you when you're talking to a guy you're interested in, starts telling random stories, absolutely killing the mood.

You tell the girl he is going out with that he got chlamydia from a Koala when he was on tour in Australia.

Everyone just wants you both to fuck and get it over with!!!!

[darksigns-exe]

I know it's not Friday but may I request something soft with this boy 👉👈🥺

You want soft Matt? Here’s some soft Matt <3

Matt who for once lets you cuddle him? It’s his first evening back home after tour and he’s just a little touch starved. Might not be super willing to admit that but he’ll quietly drape himself across you when you’re comfortable on the sofa. Won’t say a thing and he really doesn’t have to. You’re the only one who gets to see him like this, the only one who gets to play with his hair like this. He doesn’t show this soft side when you’re around the guys.

He’s resting with his head against your tummy. The exhaustion has finally taken over his body and all he wants is to comfortable with his love.

When it’s just the two of you he lets out the softest sighs. He mumbles a few words about not wanting to move for a week and honestly you get it. Touring has to be exhausting especially with all the things he has to keep track of.

He’ll be all yours for the next few months. You love this small little family of yours — Matt, you and the dog. It’s all you could possibly ask for.

[artificialstardust]

Aww imagine Matt being a dad and bringing home his baby and letting his doggies meet the baby and smell it and seeing how much they love his other baby

No because he would have such a gentle voice when he’s holding the baby to bring them down to the pups’ level to meet for the fist time. He’s giving them the “easy guys” and “sit down.” And once one of the dogs gives little kisses, he’s looking at you with a small laugh with the smile that makes his nose scrunch (that alone makes me want to kms because u just know it’s fucking adorable)

And he thinks it’s so cute than the dogs wont leave the baby’s side at all. That’s their baby now. Baby cries? The dogs are on it, sniffing to make sure they’re okay and standing next to one of the two of you while you do what they need it to calm them. Laying in bed with the baby? They’re on the bed too just watching them. Matt loves it so much too. He just looks at them and goes “your brother/sister is okay” or “are you checkin on your baby?” To them

[dsireland86]

can you write something where you’ve always wanted to have a early 2000’s boy band( BSB, NSYNC, O-Town, No Authority etc.) themed party (we’re talking icy blue eye shadow, butterfly clips and makeup three shades too dark for our skin, no blending) so Matt decides to surprise you with this surprise party for your birthday. He has a hard time keeping everything under wraps bc he gets all of your friends to fly in and some of the other bands you’ve met ( invent animate, MIW, ERRA) and become friends with and you’re getting suspicious. everyone has to dress up in early 2000’s gear, listen to a DJ play boy bands all night and dance. . . I’d also love if you got Matt to slow dance to a classic boy band ballad and all the guys start giving him shit bc Matt “doesn’t dance” 😂

Please and thank you. I love metal but I’m a middle millennial who will always be a tween boyband lover at heart.

OMG when I got this ask in my box, I seriously geeked out! I love this idea. A tween boyband lover is the perfect way to describe this too! Thank you for sending this, Anon! You don't know how satisfying it was to write this ❤️❤️

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"Dude, these things are ancient. Where did you find them?" "On Ebay. The lady I got them from had a massive stockpile of them. I think she was a collector because she had a ton of them. All music related and from different eras and times. It was pretty cool.”

Matt took out another stack of magazines and laid them on the table.

"Bop. BB. Teen Beat... oh my god I remember my sister having these all over her room," Nicholas said ecstatically. "She was ridiculously obsessed with these bands." "Tiger Beat? Seriously? Who the hell came up with these names?" Noah was already annoyed with Matt's idea and he didn't even know the full details. "Who the fuck knows, man. All I know is that Y/N was a teen girl millennium who was stuck in a boyband phase." "Boy band?" Jolly looked up from reading one of the magazines, raising an eyebrow at Matt. "Yeah, that's what they called these, uh, things; groups. They were a bunch of super young kids, mostly, who got together and were formed into one." "What, like One Direction?" Folio stated.

Everyone turned and looked at him with confusion.

"How would you know about One Direction?" Jolly asked, shaking his head. 

Folio shrugged his shoulders.

"I might be a lot younger than all of you, but I'm not stupid, Jolly. I pay attention to a lot of stuff." "Sure you do," Jolly replied sarcastically. Folio just rolled his eyes. "Dammit, she's coming over! Hide it, hide it," Matt panicked. Jolly quickly tossed the old magazine's back in the bag and Nick threw it under the table just in time. "Hey guys, watcha doing?" Y/N asked, smiling as she gave Matt a small kiss and hug. He held onto her a little more than he should have, burying his face in her neck and inhaling the scent of her body. "Oh my god, you smell absolutely delicious! I could eat up every single bit of you," he teased, bending her back and pretending to bite her neck.

Y/N squealed with laughter, begging Matt not to drop her.

"I got you, baby. Don't worry," he assured her, bringing her back up to her feet. She pushed his hat back some and locked her lips to his, tasting the recent Celsius on his tongue. "Get a fucking room you two," came a voice from somewhere behind them.

Matt locked up and grinned.

"Chris! Holy shit! You're here!" "Hey, hey Dierkes, how's it going!" Chris rang, walking up to Matt and catching him in a hand slap. They hugged briefly. "It's going," Matt answered, nodding his head. "Just been hanging out, working on stuff." "Good, good. Y/N, nice to see you again," Chris said sweetly, looking down at Y/N. "Yeah, you too, Chris!" she replied, returning his brief hug. "What brings you to this part of Cali? Is it just you or are the others with you too?"

Matt's eyes widened behind Y/N. He shook his head slowly to indicate to Chris to not spill it.

"Nope, just me," Chris replied. "Working on some Motionless stuff alone. It's just for a few days then I'm heading back." "Cool, well it was good to see you again. Matt, baby, I'm heading home and taking Folio and Noah with me. See you there?" "Yup, heading that way soon."

She gave Matt a quick kiss good- bye, bouncing off quickly when Folio and Noah found her and eagerly walked her to the car. Noah looked back giving Matt a thumbs up.

"Fuck, man, that was close," Chris laughed. "Yeah, no shit," Matt sighed, agreeing. "You think she suspected anything?"

Matt chuckled. 

"God, I fucking hope not. It's bad enough I have to go through Boyband Hell trying to put all of this together for her. But if she finds out before it's finished, before her birthday in three days... then dude, I'm seriously fucked."

"Eeekkk, Jesse!"

Y/N went running like a bolt of lightning towards one of her closest friends. Jesse held his arms out, collecting her the moment she collided into him.

"There she is! Man, I've missed you!" Jesse sighed. "Right back at you! You take too long to text back. What's up with that?” she asked, hitting him in the shoulder. Jesse grinned bashfully at Y/N. “He's always has his nose in a book, that's what's up,” J.T chuckled. 

Matt quietly watched the heartwarming exchange between close friends. Seeing Y/N as happy as she was made his heart flutter with his own happiness, because her happiness meant everything to him. Distracted, he turned back to the mission at hand, arranging the final plans for Y/N's birthday in two days which consisted of  a few of her friends from back home flying to make the surprise birthday party even more memorable. 

Even though he hated the cringe worthy pop music and the weird looking guys and the way they dressed, nothing made his soul sing or his heart happier than watching his girlfriend belt out lyrics to cheesy boy band songs about love, relationships, and over the top expectations between two people. Sometimes, he wondered how the hell she fell for a guy like him. He was the complete opposite of what all her favorite songs were all about.

"Hey, you alright?" Noah asked, patting Matt on the back, breaking him out of his mental moment. "Uh, yeah, I was just thinking, that's all," Matt replied, trying not to sound like he might be on the verge of crying. "About all the crap that's left to do?" Noah laughed softly.

Matt smiled. "No, just, uh -" but Matt stopped, looking over at Y/N the moment JT scooped her up and bear hug, shaking her until she was a giggling mess.

"How the hell did I get so fucking lucky to get a girl like her?" Matt sighed, pointing over at Y/N then letting his arm fall to his side. "I mean, she's so out of my league, Noah. She's sweet, she's kind, she's such a damn, hopeless romantic that believes in all the cute romance crap that I've never nor ever will give her. I mean, look at her, man! She's perfect."

Y/N looked over at Matt, smiling like the sun on a hot summer day.

"Matt, look at what you're doing for her! You don't think this is good enough? You don't think she's going to appreciate and be grateful for all that you're doing here? Dude, this is why she loves you. When you set out to prove your love and devotion to someone or something, you dive in head first and make no excuses or exceptions. It's all or nothing at all."

Matt's brow furrowed. "I think that's the name of one of those boyband songs she likes; All or Nothing At All."

His fingers typed quickly on his phone as Noah sighed in annoyance.

"Yeah, here it is," as the opening piano began to play. "Hey! Are you listening to O-town, Matt Dierkes?" she called out in a sardonic tone. "I'm just," he looked over at Noah, who just shrugged. Matt huffed, rolling his eyes. "Fuck! No! Yes... maybe..." his tone fell once Y/N was standing in front of him.

Moving closer, she slipped her hands into his back pockets, pulling towards her as he leaned in to kiss her. She managed to slip her tongue inside his mouth, meeting his and rolling it over, causing Matt to release a slow, frustrated groan.

"Dance with me," she said, trying to move his body side to side. "I don't dance," he mumbled against her lips, sliding his free hand behind her neck and moving his lips down the side of her neck. "Well, that's a shame because I could show you some moves that could make you feel amazing," she teased, slowly grinding against him hard enough that she was able to feel his excitement pressed against her belly. Matt took a slight breath in, feeling the effect from her a little too well. Pecking his lips, Y/N quickly backed off and began walking back towards Jesse and JT. "You're such a damn tease!" Matt yelled after her. "Well then, next time, dance with me, and maybe I won't be," she sassed back while looking over her shoulder at him. Matt just smiled, shook his head, and went back to finishing his last-minute tasks.

"Come on, Y/N, just one ride! I promise I won't go super fast," Folio begged. "No! I can't..." "Why not? Folio's a great driver. He'll keep you safe," Jolly said, assuring her. "Come on, darling. One birthday ride. Let me take you, please?"

The face Folio was giving Y/N weakened every single defense she had.

"Fine," she mumbled in defeat. "But I swear to God, if you do anything, and I mean anything that scares me, you're a dead man." "You're insane. I would never do such a thing," Folio said defensively, flashing her a mischievous grin as he pulled her down the stoop and into the garage. "Ugh, man, I'm really going to regret this! Noah!" she called out to her friend. "Save me, please." Her voice was muffled by the helmet Folio slipped over her head. "Nope. You're on your own this time, princess. You two have fun!" he waved, closing the door. "You're so heartless," Nick chuckled. Noah just shrugged, seeming pleased with himself that he was able to get Y/N out of the house while they began setting everything up for the surprise party. Nick was holding a bottle of water for himself and a Dr. Pepper for Matt as he and Noah walked into the living room.

"Alright, we've got two hours, max," Matt chimed, clapping his hands together. "Folio's taking Y/N on one of his longer than necessary nighttime ride adventures and promised me at least that much time, so let's go!"

Time came and went quickly for them as they seemed to lose themselves in the nostalgia of the moment. The boy bands that softly played in the background had some of them singing along while the others just groaned.

"I'm getting a serious toothache from this music. I don't think I'm going to survive the party, Matt," Noah grumbled. "Quite being a little bitch about, Noah. It's just a bunch of young kids, well, were a bunch of young kids," Nicholas corrected himself, with a smile. "Why's it under your skin so much?" "I don't know. Maybe because it's not realistic. It sets the bar too high for guys."

Nick simply stared at Noah, at a loss for words.

"Sometimes, I don’t know who's worse; you or Jesse." "Knock, knock. What about Jesse?"

Jesse and the guys walked into the living room, followed by Chris, who came over to lend a hand. After a bit more talking, they all got busy working and making the vision that Matt had come to life.

With roughly fifteen minutes to spare before Folio returned with his girl, Matt ran upstairs to get ready while the others finished setting up the food and other miscellaneous stuff.

"Why can't we go through the front door? Nick!"

Y/N giggled at the slight shove in the back Folio gave her. Closing the back gate behind him and locking it, he followed her, through the yard to the back door.

"I'm not going a step further until you tell me what is going on. You're acting really weird."

Folio shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans, grinning like Cheshire cat.

"Nick, you're hiding something! I know that smile."

"I'm not," he chuckled, lowering his head and hiding behind his Harley cap. "You're just being ridiculous. What could I be hiding from you?"

He looked through the window behind her and noticed Jolly and Nick, giving him mixed signals, making him scowl. Y/N went to turn around, but caught her just in time.

"Oh, god, don't turn around! Nick and some girl are about to do the dirty in the kitchen!" "What? What are you talking about?" she cried, trying to look and see what Folio was talking about, but he grabbed her by the arm too quickly for her to catch a glimpse. "Nothing. Let's just get inside and give them alone time," yanking her through the back door and up the stairs, while making as much noise as he could. "You're insane, Nick Folio," Y/N barked once at the top. "I know," he shrugged. "Did you at least like the ride? It wasn't so bad, was it?"

Y/N shook her head and gave him a soft smile. 

"No, it was really fun, actually." "Yeah, that's my girl! So, we'll do it again?" "Sure. I'd like that." "Yes!" Folio hissed excitedly. "Alright, I'm showering." He looked at his phone. "Meet me back out here in twenty minutes." "What? Why?" "Just do it! Oh, and Matt left you something on your bed. He said to read the note first."

Y/N lingered in the hallway for a moment, trying to wrap her head around everything that had just happened before heading to the room she and Matt shared. Just like Folio said, there was a bag on the bed with a card on top. She picked up the envelope and read.

"I know what you're thinking, so stop. Don't ask yourself any more questions, just open the bag, change into what's in it, and meet Folio in the hallway like he said. I'll see you in a few. -Matt- Oh! And Happy Birthday, Beautiful!"

Y/N smiled. her heart slowly starting to race. It didn't surprise her that Matt had something planned for her birthday, but the secrecy was what was weird. But listening to Matt's order, she stopped thinking about it and opened the bag, throwing her hand over her mouth and gasping as she did so.

"Wow! You looking fucking hot as hell!" Folio exclaimed the moment he saw Y/N. "Matt picked that shit out! Goddang! Dude's got taste."

Y/N laughed and she could feel her cheeks heating up.

"It's just clothes, Nick." "Maybe, but it's what's under the clothes and how they're fitting on your body that's doing it for me," he confessed, running his eyes up and down her frame. "Nick Folio, are you flirting with me?" "Yeah, I am, so cooperate, please," he sarcastically replied, nudging her shoulders. She just rolled her eyes, chuckling at Nick's playfulness

Y/N was wearing a pair of low rise skinny jeans that showed the shape of her bottom perfectly, a white crop halter top that displayed the beautiful V-shaped of her neck and chest area and the small belly button ring she had, and pink platform sandals. Bracelets and toe rings graced her feet and ankles while small different color butterfly clips sat in her auburn hair that was neatly semi-braided and pulled back. Her makeup consisted of blue sparkle eyeshadow and light black eyeliner, with a soft glittery tone covering the rest of her skin.

"Matt's jaw is going to hit the damn floor when he sees you." "Speaking of Matt, I wish I knew where he was. I texted him, but he hasn't responded."

As they walked down the stairs, Folio was glad that the living room and kitchen were out of view from where they were. The house was dead quiet and not a lot of light shone through the blinded up windows. Her phone vibrated with a text from Matt.

"Close your eyes."

Y/N looked up and around.

"What's wrong?" Folio asked, fighting the urge to smile.

She shook her head and frowned.

"Matt. He's playing one of his games.

"Are you stalking me and being a creep Matt Dierkes? Where are you? It's my birthday and you should be here with me. Folio and I are back. I found your note and did what you told me to, but you're not here to see it!"

"You seem angry," Folio stated as he watched her aggressively type.

Y/N glared at him. He grinned and raised an eyebrow, that familiar impish glint in eyes.

"Oh, I see it, baby, don't you worry about that. Now, do what I said and close your eyes."

"Then what? Do I just stand here?"

"Go to the living room."

"What's wrong?" "Should I be worried that my boyfriend is playing creepy stalker at the moment?" looking over at Folio quizzically. "I'd be more worried about him losing his shit and going raging bull in a China shop crazy because you're not doing what he wants.” "Fair point," she agreed, chuckling. "He wants me to close my eyes. I don't want to die before thirty, so would you guide me?" "Sure thing, sweetheart. Where are we going?" "The living room."

Folio took Y/N's hand and carefully led her there, stopping shortly. He let go of her hand, quietly stepping away as Matt moved in close.

"Nick, where did you go!"

Warm, moist lips landed on hers, pulling her into a captivating kiss.

"Don't open your eyes until I say so," Matt whispered into her ear.

Hands slipped around her waist, gliding against her skin like silk and gently yanking her into the body they belonged to. She was very familiar with that touch and would know it anywhere. Wrapping her hands around his neck, Y/N laid her body against Matt's, leaning into his kiss that deepened with every touch.

"God, you look so fucking good right now, all I want to do is pick you up and take you to our bedroom, where I can rip off these close an ravage your body." "Then do it. I won't complain," she grinned. "I know you wouldn't, beautiful. You'd let me do whatever I wanted to you," Matt exhaled, kissing her forehead. "Come with me," he whispered, leading her further into the living room. "Are you ready?" "Mmm-hmm, I think so," she said, squealing in excitement from the anticipation.

It was quiet again. Y/N was tired of keeping her eyes closed. She huffed, shifted her weight with her hands on her hips and was about to open her mouth when...

"SURPRIZE!!!!!!!!"

Her eyes flew open at the sudden sound, as the lights came on and as she looked around, she cupped her hands around her mouth, fighting back the tears. It was like she had stepped back into 2000 again. Posters of the bands she liked so much graced the living room walls. There was a hanging cd backdrop for pictures, confetti and multicolor balloons inflated all over the floor and on strands of ribbon,  silver disco balls hanging from the ceiling, and a huge banner that hung in the archway between the kitchen and living room that said "Happy Birthday".

The shouts, cheers, and whistles of her friends filled the room. Y/N looked around at the faces of the people she'd know as a teenager and the ones she'd come to know through the years. Jesse and the boys hugged her tight, giving her cheek and forehead kisses. Chris did as well, smiling softly when wiping the single tear that slid down her cheek. Brody and Marcus from Invent (who she was not expecting to see again since touring with the guys the year before) found their way over to her, offering hugs and happy birthday wishes. Everyone was there just for her and it was the best feeling ever.

"I don't understand," she cried, utterly surprised. "About what," Matt asked, cupping her face to kiss her. "How did, who-"

"I did. Well, the guys helped... a lot," he confessed, huffing a light laugh. "I've been planning this the past month, trying to keep it a secret from you, and let me tell you, that was hard as shit. You are so damn nosy about stuff."

Y/N laughed, agreeing.

"You need to come see the cake," taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen. 

It was incredible and very vintage, having everything on it from images of MTV, TRL and Bratz to a Motorola flip phone and cd's. Edible Butterfly clips and "I love 2000's" stickers decked out the bottom overtop light pink, blue and white icing.

"Matt, this is just too much, baby!" she cried turning to him. Touching his face, she reached up and placed her lips on his quickly, already wanting so much more of him than she was allowed to have. "Nothing is ever too much for you, beautiful. I'd rip the damn sun out of the sky if you asked me to, that's how much I love you."

Y/N fought the urge to cry. "I love you too, Matt," she whispered, laying her head against his chest.

"Dude, is there a song she doesn't know?" Noah sighed, watching Y/N mingle with the guest. "Will you quit with the music, bro," Jolly groaned. "I just don't get how people like this!" "Noah, do you realize that half the fucking world probably says the same thing about our music," Folio stated, tossing his empty water bottle in the trash.

Noah's face fell, his expression deadpanned.

"Fuck. Fair point, okay, I'll stop," he promised. "Finally, god!" Nick said in relief. 

Noah smiled and they all broke out in a good laugh.

Y/N searched for Matt as one of her absolute favorite songs came on. The familiar slow guitar sound blaring from the speaker had her reminiscing as she looked around for her other half, hoping to find him soon in the sea of people and when she did, their eyes locked, and the look Matt was giving her made her blush. He smiled, and made his way over to her.

"Happy birthday." "Thank you," she sighed, falling into his arms. "I need you to come dance with me." "Nope. I don't dance." "Matt, please!" "No way, especially with all these people here." "Matt," she pleaded, giving him her best sad puppy-dog eyes.

Matt exhaled, grumbling in frustration but agreed.

She took his warm hand in hers and led him to the middle of the floor, placing her hand on his heart. His body froze for a moment but then his hand slipped around her waist and drew her in closer to him.

"Like this?" he asked unsure. "Yeah, like that,” she answered gently.

Matt released the breath she didn't know he was holding and rested his chin against her head as they began to slowly sway, caught up in the moment of just them and the song.

"What is the name of this song?" "This I Promise You" "Who's it by?" "Nsync."

Matt hummed. He turned his head down, snuggling his face closer to hers.

"I like it. I can relate to it," he confessed, moving her a little faster now as the feeling of slow dancing began to stick.

"You can?" Y/N swallowed hard, her heart racing fast. "To every word."

She looked up at him, smiling at the man in her arms.

"Have I ever told you how much I love looking at you?"

Matt shook his head. "You never have to say it. I already know."

The tears Y/N had been fighting finally fell, leaving stained trails down her cheeks.

"I love you, Matty."

He smiled softly, kissing her forehead before she laid her head against his chest.

"I love you, too, beautiful."

[bipanicdaredevil]

Touch-starved Matt

Matt is very touch-starved. The kind that if it isn't basic pleasantries or being led somewhere, he avoids it. He is used to touch being painful. He fights. He flinches when hugged. Most people would think he just didn't know he was going to be hugged because he is blind, but he can sense where a person is. He flinches because he expects an attack. Always. It would take him a long time and a lot of casual touches to start being okay with hugs.

[artbyblastweave]

Been a really long time since I've watched Daredevil but I do remember coming away from it feeling like it presented a pretty compelling internally-consistent moral justification for the vigilante thing. You're not planet-crackingly powerful, it's just that you can hear, in detail, every awful thing your neighbors are doing to each other, every night that they're doing it. You can't not know and you can't pretend not to know and when the kid tells you the next day that he just fell down the stairs you can't fall back on the provided ambiguity to absolve yourself of your responsibility to act. Semi-relatedly, you're really really good at martial arts. Start the clock

[lavilavlove]

see you in court, buddy

Alt + og pic:

[concretejunglefm]

here’s bf!matty and i’m also giving you 900 hugs 💖

the third picture makes me weak 🥺 definitely one you captured in a more genuine moment after saying something which made him blush 💕 the forth looking over at you and I think that soft look in his eye says it all

[honeytama]

who wants to climb up in his shirt w/ me? looks roomie zzz

[batfleckgifs]

Ben Affleck and Matt Damon Meet Cookie Monster

[kaliforniahigh]

Imagine being so excited to go on tour with Matt, but when you're in the mixing booth with him, you feel kind of useless because you realize you know absolutely nothing about what he's doing.

So he teaches you about a few buttons, and sometimes, he lets you push them during the concert, and your smile and the look of pride on your fave absolutely melts his heart.

After a couple of concerts you know exactly what button to push and exactly when to push it, so he doesn't even have to tell you anymore. He just watches you, finger hovering over the button, completely focused and waiting for your cue.

[guardianspirits13]

what they won’t show us

[artificialstardust]

Thick dick dierkes on the mind thanks 😭

The belly bulge would be fucking crazy!!

And he rlly likes making you ride him cause he's an asshole and loves watching you struggle to take him all the way. He'd definitely grab your hips when you're halfway down and just slam you the rest of the way onto him just to hear you yelp and cry abt the stretch.

How the fuck am I just now seeing this?? Babes I’m so sorry for taking so long😭😭

But yes yes yes I agree.

He thinks it’s so cute when you cry out when he does it. Just grabbing at his hands on your hips and clawing at his chest ���Matty s’too big” and he just smiles at you and presses his hand gently on your lower tummy and goes “but you’re doing so good for me baby. Feels so good to be this deep inside” and by this point you’re starting to grind on him a little and just whining and moaning.

He’d be so mean and mock you in a girly tone “”Matty it’s too big” I think my little slut likes it when I bully their pussy a lil bit” with the SMUGGEST look ever as he starts to fuck up into you a little bit. He’d bring his hand down from your tummy and start thumbing at your clit and within three minutes you’re a goner and just making a mess on him. He’s just smiling and talking you through it “there you go baby, so good for me. Feels so good when you cum on my cock”

AHHHHG