#para: matt

[thejugheadjones]

On Your Terms || Matt & Jughead 12/15/23

Jughead had no idea what had come over him when he'd made the decision to let a scene take place in his room. He knew he was going against his better judgement , but Jug found himself genuinely growing fond of Matt, and he knew it was only a matter of time before the other man found out Jughead wasn't your average Dominant. Yes, Jughead had made it clear he didn't submit but that didn't change the fact his mark was a Switch. He also knew there was a chance whatever friendship they were making would blow up in his face, but he'd made the choice to let Matt continue to assume he was a Dominant and Jughead was prepared to face the consequences for it.

He'd placed Matt under his orders beginning at 6pm on Friday night and they went until 6pm the following evening. The blonde had made the decision to want to stay so Jughead had made sure to clean up his never used spare room with fresh blankets for the other to use, unless Matt decided to share Jughead's bed when they both strictly slept. Matt had said sex was a limit and Jughead would respect that and avoid making anything sexual. The fact he had no intention of trying anything was the exact reason Jug had made it clear staying over wasn't an expectation.

Overall, the scene wasn't mean to be anything terribly intense. He'd already placed the supplies in his bedroom and closed the door. He was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He'd not put on one of his jackets and he'd even chosen to do without his hat and had left that sitting on his dresser in his room. He'd told Matt 6pm and he trusted the other man to be punctual with his arrival.

@matt-fabray

[bronson-jones-sub]

BINGO predicament bondage @matt-fabray

Out of all of his bingo scenes, the one with Bronson was the one that Matt was the most anxious about. He was Domming for three of the scenes he had planned, but predicament bondage was the kink with the most potential for unexpected difficulties. He'd done his research, though, including talking to the Dom instructor. When he opened the door to see Bronson on the other side, he was ready. "Right on time," he said to the sub. "Come on in. Do you want water or anything before we jump into this?"

Bronson could barely contain themselves as they made their way to Matt’s place. Although they had limited experience with bondage, and none with predicament bondage, the idea of submitting for someone new always caused a level of excitement that Bronson couldn’t even begin to explain. As soon as they got to the door, they knocked accordingly and got on their knees, wanting to make a good impression for their first time meeting. They were quickly greeted by the man, and Bronson wasted no time accepting the invitation into the dorm. “Hi there, Sir! Oh, I’d actually love some water. Good to hydrate before getting tied up right? Don’t want to get a cramp or something.”

"Come on into the kitchen and have a seat," Matt instructed, gesturing at the stools along the peninsula as he passed them. He grabbed two glasses one after the other and filled them with first ice and then water from the built-in dispenser on the fridge. He set one in front of Bronson on the peninsula and kept the other on his side, leaning against the top of the counter from the other side. He hadn't come across anything about hydration in his bondage research, but that sounded reasonable to him. He'd have to look up more about that later. "So, tell me more about yourself," he said. "What sorts of things have you done so far, kink-wise? What do you like most?"

Bronson followed closely behind Matt, sitting down on one of the stools. They grabbed the glass, taking a small sip before smiling. “Thank you, Sir,” they replied. “Well, I’ve explore quite a few kinks. I really enjoy public humiliation, or just humiliation in general. I also enjoy pet play and being caged.”

Matt nodded as Bronson responded to him, sipping at his own glass of water as he listened. "You're welcome," he replied. "Pet play sounds interesting, as does humiliation to an extent. I'm curious how this scene will go in regards to the humiliation, honestly. Do you know how to check in with your body when in bondage? Making sure that nothing feels too tight or dangerous?"

“I really just enjoy the idea of being as submissive as possible, and with humiliation, I’m able to tap into that. If that makes sense.” Bronson took another sip. “I do. And I know that I can use my safe word at any time if I need to, as well!”

"That does make sense," Matt said. He still wasn't sure he'd be any good at it from the Dom side, but he had a plan in place to try. "When you're finished with your water, you can go back to the bedroom on the right and strip down to your underwear. I'll join you in just a minute or two."

Bronson nodded happily, glad that Matt understood what they were saying. After being given their instructions, Bronson practically chugged the rest of the water and made their way to the bedroom. Not wasting anytime as they stripped down to their underwear; a simple pair of black panties. Once everything else was neatly folded, Bronson sunk down to their knees and waited for Matt to join them.

Matt smiled to himself at how enthusiastic the sub was about getting ready for the scene. Seeing Bronson's excitement just increased how much Matt was looking forward to it as well. Once Bronson was in the bedroom, he sipped at his water and took a moment to gather himself. This scene was going to be a lot of responsibility for him, and he knew he had to be in the right headspace for it. He took a minute or so to get ready, and when he was, he joined Bronson in the bedroom. "What a good girl," he commented as he entered. "Do you have any questions for me before we get started?"

When they heard the footsteps approaching, Bronson looked up and smiled, once again happy to see Matt, even if it had only been a couple of minutes. The comment went straight to their face, causing a red tint on their cheeks. “Thank you, Sir. I promise I’ll do my best to continue to be a good girl for you today,” they responded. “I don’t think so. I’m really eager to begin. I trust you.”

Matt nodded. He didn't know what he'd done to earn Bronson's trust, but he was glad to have it. He'd do everything to make sure they still trusted him an hour from now. "We're going to start by getting you in position and bound, and then you're going to have to use your tongue to press a coin to the wall. Each time you drop it, you'll earn yourself one spank after half an hour is up." He moved over next to a clear section of wall. "Come on over here, and put your knees about shoulder width apart, right in line with my foot here."

Bronson listened very carefully as Matt explained the scene. It seemed easy enough while also challenging and humiliating at the same time. They stood up and got into the position they were instructed to, spreading their legs and facing the wall. “Like this, Sir?”

"Right there on your knees," Matt said, and he ruffled Bronson's hair as the sub got into place. He moved behind them and bound his ankles first, putting them in a spreader bar. After that, he put some soft leather cuffs on each of Bronson's wrists and connected them together with a clip. Finally, he added a rope to the clip as well and brought the other end back to the bed, securing it to the footboard. It was tight enough Bronson would have to put pressure on his arms and shoulders to lean forward and keep the coin against the wall. "How's that all feel?" he asked. "Anything pinching or feel too tight? Or do you feel anything going numb?"

Bronson got onto their knees and took a second to get comfortable before Matt began to bind them. The spreader bar was a new feeling, but it made them feel secure and oddly comfortable as they sat up straight and waited for the next step. Cuffs weren’t new to Bronson, and they smiled as they clicked together, securing into place and keeping Bronson in their position. “I feel good, Sir. Nothing is tight or pinching at all. Not numb, either. It all feels perfect.”

Matt let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't believe he'd actually done everything right on the first try, but that's what he got for doing his research in advance and having talked to Mr. Shaw about how to prepare. "Good girl," he said before walking over to the nightstand where he'd set a small bowl with some quarters in it, along with a bit of wet dog food. "I remember you mentioned pet play to me, too," he said as he returned with the dish. The coins you'll be holding up are in some delicious doggy food. Unless you have any objections, I'm going to hold this coin to the wall, and you're going to put your tongue against it to hold it there. When my hand moves away, your thirty minutes start. Remember, each time you drop the coin, that's one earned spank for later. Here we go." He took a coin from the bowl, one with just one small chunk of food on it, and held it up against the wall at mouth height for Bronson to take control of.

Bronsons eyes followed Matt the best they could with the way that they were tied up. When he came back over, Bronson first noticed the smell of the dog food. Okay, so Matt really took this humiliation thing seriously. Bronson nodded at the command and leaned forward, their nose turning up at the initial sight of the chunk on the coin. It wasn’t necessarily gross, but the idea of having to hold up a coin that was covered in dog food for an extended period of time was utterly humiliating, which of course was exactly what Bronson wanted. They leaned forward a bit more, sticking their tongue out flat and groaning at the taste of the food on their tongue as they pressed it against the coin, holding it to the wall.

Matt waited for Bronson to voice any sort of opposition to the addition of the dog food to the scene, but he'd been hoping that this level of humiliation would be what the sub was looking for. He'd also read that over-the-knee spanking was often listed as a type of humiliation play, so he hoped that he was giving Bronson everything they wanted. As soon as Bronson took over with the coin, he let go and lifted his wrist to his face. "Siri, set a timer for thirty minutes," he said clearly into his watch. "What a good girl you are for me," he added, stepping back to take in the sight of Bronson's predicament.

Bronson closed their eyes, trying to focus solely on their task and nothing else. They hummed contently at Matt’s praise, trying their best not to smile, as hard as that was. As the time went on, Bronson had no idea if it had been five minutes or twenty, and all they really were sure of was that their tongue was getting exhausted just hanging out of their mouth like this. Bronson tried to make a minor adjustment, hoping they could keep the coin up as they did, but as they heard the sound of it hitting the floor, they knew that they’d already messed up.

Matt glanced down at his watch when the coin fell. Twelve minutes on the first try--not bad. "That's one," he said, not giving any indication how long it had been so far. He took his time bringing the next coin over, wanting to give Bronson a chance to rest their shoulders just a bit before starting up again. This coin was a bit messier than the first, and a piece of dog food slid down onto the wall as he held it up in front of the sub's mouth. "There you go."

Bronson might not have known how long it had been, but they knew they could definitely do better. The second coin was definitely more covered in dog food, and Bronson took it upon themself to lick the piece off the wall before pressing the coin against the wall again. Even after having a break, their muscles were still sore, and Bronson knew this was going to still be a struggle. They did their best to zone out, counting to sixty and then starting over. They didn’t even notice the coin slipping from their tongue this time until it clinked against the floor.

"*Such* a good girl," Matt praised when Bronson cleaned the wall with his tongue. He couldn't take his eyes off of the sub as they continued pushing their muscles to their limits, only glancing away to check the time on his watch when the coin fell again. They were at nineteen minutes now. "That's okay," he said gently as he walked back over. "I know that this is a difficult task. You're doing so great," he added as he held another sloppy coin up to the wall.

The praises we’re going straight to their head, allowing Bronson to slip into that floaty little headspace that they enjoyed so much. Their shoulders were aching as they had to keep pulling forward to press against the wall, but everything that Matt said made it all worth it. “I’m really doing good, Sir?” They asked with a half smile before once again leaning against the wall, chest rising and falling heavily as they felt a little bit of drool coming off their chin. This time, however, Bronson powered through the pain, willing themselves to get through it and not drop the coin, knowing they could hold it up.

"You're doing very good," Matt replied, giving Bronson an indulgent smile. He had tested this out himself, to the best of his ability, and he was impressed with Bronson's stamina. He was very certain he'd have dropped the coin at least 5 more times by now himself, were their positions reversed. Once Bronson took the new coin with their tongue, he stepped back, simply marveling at the sight of the sub working so hard to please him. "I'm very, very proud of you, Bronson. Only a few more minutes now. I know you can do this."

Bronsons breathing grew heavier as their muscles were practically screaming at them, begging for them to release the coin, but they didn’t want to. They desperately wanted to impress Matt and do well for them. A few more minutes was doable, Bronson could hold on for a few more minutes.

Matt continued watching Bronson's body carefully as his watch kept on counting. He wanted to make sure that the bondage wasn't turning dangerous, but mostly, he was just in awe at what this sub was doing in order to please him. Finally, the timer on his watch started to go off, and he silenced it quickly. "That's thirty minutes," he said, immediately striding over to the bed to untie the rope from the footboard. "Go ahead and lean upright carefully, let the coin fall down. I'm so proud of you."

Seeing the way Bronson's muscles were shaking, Matt hurriedly knelt down by the sub's side. He pressed one hand into their chest and one on their back. "You're such a good girl for me, aren't you?" he asked. He wanted to keep holding onto the sub, but instead, he moved back behind them to undo the restraints on first their wrists and then their ankles. He pushed all the restraints away and then wrapped an arm around Bronson's shoulders. "Do you think you can get up to your feet and move with me to the bed?"

Just the feeling of Matt’s hands on them even for a moment was all that they needed to be brought back down. Their muscles calmed down slightly and the tears stilled in their eyes just before falling. Still, Bronson sat quietly while Matt removed the rest of the binds, only nodding when asked if they could stand. They rose slowly, holding onto Matt as much as they could before walking towards the bed. “I’m so sorry, Sir. I didn’t want to break down,” they said with a sniffle.”

Matt watched in cautious curiosity as Bronson got to their feet. He wrapped an arm around the sub and helped them over to the bed, sitting them both down along one side of it. He loosened his grip on Bronson's shoulders once they were sitting, but he didn't remove his arm entirely. "You don't have anything to apologize for," he told them firmly. "I'm so proud of you. You did such an amazing job. When you feel up for it, can you tell me how you're feeling?"

Bronson nodded once more as they relaxed into Matt’s side, leaning their head against their shoulder a bit. They took a few deep breaths as they just tried to process their own emotions before speaking. “I um, feel overwhelmed. Not necessarily in a bad way, I guess. Just, my brain feels kind of spinning , you know? But I also feel kind of proud at the same time,” they added on in a softer voice.

"You were such a good girl for me," Matt said, sliding his hand comfortingly up and down on Bronson's arm. "You deserve to be proud of yourself." He hesitated, not knowing how exactly to word the next part. "I think it might be best if we skip the spanking part of this scene and move straight to aftercare," he said carefully. "I'm not disappointed or upset to be going straight to aftercare, and I don't want you to feel any negative emotions if we don't do the spanking. Are you comfortable with that, or do you need to take the spanking?"

As Matt continued to comfort them, Bronson slid closer to him. The praise just made them feel more and more safe with the Dominant. “I…I don’t want you to be mad at me. And I don’t usually ask to skip parts of scenes because I know that they’re planned out, but…I think I need to skip the spanking. I just think it would be too much.” Bronson looked up at Matt, the tears still formed in their eyes. “Are you sure you won’t be upset with me?”

Matt took his free hand and swiped his thumb underneath both of Bronson's eyes, even though their cheeks weren't wet yet. He had a feeling they could be soon if he weren't careful. "I'm absolutely positive," he told them. "And you're not the one asking to skip anything; I am. I'd feel more comfortable going straight into aftercare, so really, you're the one doing me a favor here. I was just concerned that you might be disappointed to not get the spanking you'd been promised."

Bronson smiled, just so happy yet increasingly overwhelmed by how kind Matt was being to them. “I’m not disappointed. As much as I love a good spanking, I’m more than okay sitting this one out and just getting some aftercare, Sir,” they said reassuringly. “Plus, you seem to be really good at the whole aftercare thing, and I could really use some.”

Matt smiled to himself at Bronson's compliment. He hadn't considered himself to be particularly adept at anything regarding D/s scenes, especially since he wouldn't have any formal classes until the fall semester started. If there were anything he wanted to be good at as a Dom, though, it would be aftercare. He knew enough to know how integral that was to a healthy scene. "I'm glad we're on the same page," he said, and he patted Bronson's shoulder before letting go so he could reach for the water bottles he'd set out on the nightstand earlier. He unscrewed the cap of one and handed it to the sub, then did the same for his own. "Drink a bit," he ordered. "Slowly."

Bronson noticed Matt’s smile, and they were happy that they could bring that out in him, glad that there was no tension in ending the scene early. They took the water bottle and did as they were told, slowly taking some sips before they felt that they couldn’t handle anymore and putting the cap back on. “Thank you. I didn’t realize how thirsty I was. But I think sticking my tongue out for so long dried my mouth out.”

"Good girl," Matt praised, smiling at Bronson's explanation. "I read that water is good to have for aftercare. I hadn't even thought about how the scene might affect that," he admitted before he could stop himself. He shouldn't show weakness to a sub, especially not to one in his care. "How are you feeling, physically? Are you hungry? Cold?"

“I usually get really thirsty, Sir. Something about scenes just makes me that way,” They said softly before shrugging their shoulders. “I feel okay. Not really hungry, no. But, maybe I could use some cuddles if you’re okay with that? I just really feel like being held right now.”

"Of course I'm okay with cuddles," Matt said. He sipped from his water bottle before setting it aside on the nightstand and scooting up to the top of the bed. "Come on up here." He patted the space next to him with his right hand, then lifted his arm up to create a back rest for Bronson to snuggle into. "I've got you."

Bronson smiled at the permission for cuddles, and quickly scooted up the bed, settling into Matt’s embrace. They rested their head against the man’s chest, breathing heavily but smooth. “Thank you so much.”

"You're more than welcome," Matt said, pulling Bronson close. "We can stay like this as long as you want. Drink some more water first, though." He handed the bottle over and watched to see how the sub responded.

Bronson desperately wanted to stay snuggled against Matt, wanted to shake their head and say no to the water, but the idea of saying no to an order was just impossible for them. They sat up slowly and took the bottle of water and took a few more slow sips, then handing it back to Matt. “Can you stroke my hair, Sir?” The question almost shocked Bronson. “Um, if that’s okay.”

"Good girl," Matt said as he took the water back. He set it on the nightstand as well before returning his full attention to the sub who trusted him so beautifully today. "That's very okay," he said with a smile, and he pushed his hand against Bronson's head, encouraging them to lay it back down on his shoulder. "There we go," he murmured as he began to stroke their hair, almost petting him like a dog.

Bronson smiled up at Matt almost stupidly. Their eyes were glazed over and their head was spinning around as they laid back down. “You’re so amazing. Such a great Dom.” Bronson meant every word of it. Matt had taken care of them with ease, not even batting an eye with the requests that Bronson asked of him. The petting made them melt even further, a small purring sound escaping from Bronsons lips.

"A wonderful, sweet, strong submissive makes it easy for me to be a good Dom," Matt pointed out as he continued to pet Bronson's hair. He had been incredibly uncertain about this scene to begin with, particularly without any formal training under his belt yet, but it had all turned out better than he could have hoped for. It made him feel like maybe, just maybe, he could grow into the Dominant his father expected him to be.

[jose-fogarty]

A CHAT

Jose couldn’t breathe. Or at least that’s what it felt like. His heart was beating incredibly fast and his palms were sweating so badly he had to keep wiping them on his pants as he walked up the stairs to the next floor. Matt just kept pushing, pushing and pushing. Sure, maybe Jose should’ve just gave in; used a title and gotten all of this done with, but he couldn’t. Even the idea of using one made him feel sick to his stomach. Just now, walking closer and closer to the right door, the numbers getting closer to Matt’s, his stomach was his knots and his head was spinning. Jose really thought that he might pass out. And when he knocked he really started praying that the man would open the door as quickly as possible so he could get inside and sit down.

@matt-fabray

[hnrytea]

thiss man !!

[iron-magee-giant]

Rolling Out The Tattered Carpet || Ratt

Cleaning out an abandoned, blown up science building was definitely much harder than they both could’ve expected. However, they also both knew that the campus had little to no hangout spots where they could let loose, have a little fun without the stress of supervision over them. We’re they missing the point why they needed that supervision in the first place? Of course they were, but that didn’t let it stop them from coming into the lot a few hours for the past couple weeks to get it looking nicer slowly but surely. Today, it seemed like they finally hit their mark. “How’s this look?” Ryan asked after doing some hard labor and moving a couch he found into one of the less torn up classrooms with greenery around it.

@little-ikea-waldo

[the-acid-pear]

Y'know this little throwaway gag is so bizarre to me and I know this game is a bit very different to 2 and 3 but look at Matt's reaction when Jack raids the place in 3:

You'd argue he's simply stopping Jack bc he hates this guy and he also hates this job which Could Be True but i highly doubt bc overall despite his virginity and overall cursed vibe, Matt seems to be a good employee, by all means (I mean, Peter literally gave him a vacation instead of firing him in 2, so that says a lot).

Plus, Dave hates this guy as much as he hates him! He literally always calls him creepy and, AND!

This is the only footage you get of the prize corner in 2. Which is also the first game to show Matt and Dave's disdain for one another, Dave being likely more scared of Matt than Matt will ever be of him.

Which is all very curious. 2 does set a drastic change for Matt too with him going from being just strange to outright creepy, so was the old pizza place closing something that actually affected him or was he consistently that creepy all along? And if the later, did he just start hating Dave after that or did they always have beef and they simply had some sort of arrangement (or even higher word from Steven who tended to let Dave do whatever he wanted in general) that let him do so?

[paradoxolotl]

Laptop 👀

Okay this one is SO FUN for me.

Neil runs a slightly legal slightly illegal electronic repair/chop shop. Andrew keeps finding things to bring to him because Neil is ✨pretty✨

~

“Huh,” Andrew said.

“What?” When he didn’t answer, Matt looked up from his homework, frowning. Andrew’s character walked off another cliff while the camera spun in dizzying circles. “What are you doing?”

Andrew held up the controller while on screen the little cartoon guy drowned. “I’m not touching it. Must be broken.”

“Shit, really?” Matt jumped up from his seat, crossing the room in three unfairly long steps. Taking the controller from Andrew, he tried in vain to right the screen.

Another cliff took a victim.

Groaning, Matt dropped the controller onto the couch before scrubbing a palm over his face. Beside the TV, the box of gathering broken controllers blinked. “That was the last one that actually worked. What keeps happening?”

Andrew toed his empty glass of water further onto the coffee table. “Bad luck, maybe.”

[sugaroto]

I just realized that Sto Para Pente and All For The Game take place around the same years

Renee and Aggela are the same age

Nicky is the same age as Fotis

Sjdjajbdjsbrjd

How old is Wymack.... can I assume him and Zoumpoulia are around the same age?????

[little-boii-blue]

These Little Wonders || Eat BAU

Horrid. That's the best way you could describe it. There was no fixing the Berry Steak left behind on the burner that Ethan had absentmindedly forgot about... again. It was a genuine mistake, but so were the last several attempts at dishes he tried to create here, all ending in disaster. This time, however, felt like the absolute worst yet. His mentor even had to send him away and out of the cookery before he made even more of a mess, babbling on about how they "needed more sage" and how he should definitely go get it now. Instead, Ethan sat defeated outside a few feet away, head low as he curled up under a mushroom for some shade and sighing out.

@little-ikea-waldo

[fabray-austinsub]

Lunch Intervention | Matt and Austin

The last thing anyone needed was an all too public lashing after the weekend they had. And to add insult to injury - it was Matt. Austin spent the entire performance gritting his teeth and clenching his fists next to his hips. He looked around to see what kind of tomfoolery he could perform to get the eyes off Matt, but the fact was, he was too sore and too exhausted to come up with anything good. He went to class, seething the whole time.

Then it was lunch. and Austin beelined to Matt's room, starting with a polite knock. "Matty?" he called, but there was no answer. "Matt!" he said a little more forceful, voice cracking slightly. Then, he huffed and started banging annoyingly persistantly against the door. "MATTHEW PERCIVAL FABRAY, YA OPEN THIS GODDAMNED DOOR THIS INSTANT!"

@matt-fabray

[comicchannel]

Marvel Legends Series Spider-Man No Way Home Matt Murdock Hasbro F6511

Link para compra BR: *Possível importar pelo Link abaixo

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[littlcfreaks-archive]

"is this a joke to you?" a hand moves through the air, dismissing them, "its not fair, to either of us." @introvrt

[jusstya]

ꔛ 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 * 𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖔𝖓 ✶ˎˊ˗

Como gif:

Um simples banner que fiz para minha nova fanfiction do Daemon Targaryen;

Se tiver interesse em ler, o link está aqui! (Ele o levará direto para o Wattpad, em uma das minhas contas);

[slaved-violetevans]

Now | Matt and Violet

At the order, Violet wasted no time getting over to Matt’s suite. She wasn’t sure what to expect but she cautiously opened the door as ordered, settling her naked body on her knees in front of the now-closed front door. “Sir?” she called out, mostly to let him know she was there. 

@matt-fabray​

[donaculkin]

"Guys my age", em breve disponível para doação

[iron-magee-giant]

Tree Topper? I Barely Know Her! || Holiday Ratt

It was finally that time of year. The time where Ryan could finally wear his famous “Whats up, Grinches?” Hoodie out. Not that it really stopped him before, it was one of his favorite apparels after all, but now it was more appropriate. The holidays were finally rolling around and it was more than apparent in Greek Row’s decorating. There was some huge candy canes set up through the quad and some of the houses had the lights up ready to go. Honestly, it made the Gamma house look all the more sadder looking with how barren the front was comparatively. It got him to thinking that, if it couldn’t look festive out front, he could at least bring it to look that way inside instead. But oh no, not the whole inside of the Gamma house, they weren’t getting decorations out of him for free. Oh no! In fact, he planned to spend no money on the place and was set on that. Mind and body at work as he wondered into the woods with a stolen hack saw to get his and Matt’s room set up for the season. They wouldn’t need a huge tree, they probably couldn’t fit one anyway, deciding a smaller pine for the room was more… fitting, anyway. So, by the time Matt was done with his classes for the day, Ryan was already back inside with pine needles all over the room, their poor excuse for a Christmas tree (looking more and more like Charlie Brown’s as he tried to adjust it) settled at the center of their room on one of their desks.

@little-ikea-waldo