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IM HYPERVENTILATING RYLEE I FUCKING LOVE THIS

MATTSCOQUETTE AU SPECIAL ౨ৎ

PORNSTAR — CHRIS STURNIOLO

in which .. you and chris decide to make a sex tape

smut, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, eating, filming of a sex tape, swearing, bulge kink (kinda), use of pet names

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your naked body arched up into chris, your chest pressed to his he pulled the third orgasm of the night out of you, and his dick wasn’t even out yet.

“come on pretty girl, thaaat’s it,” he praised, his fingers relentlessly thrusting in and out of you. he had your legs pinned up, your leaking pussy on full display for him as he kneeled on the floor at the foot of his bed, “show the camera how good you are.”

as he right hand worked you, his left hand was steadily holding onto his vlogging camera that was sat on the bed - the vlogging camera he shared with his brothers - showing off how you came undone for him over and over again. your legs were shaking, your pussy throbbing as you came down from your high, soft and airy moans and whines escaping your lips.

chris turned to the camera, smirking, before pushing your body back on the bed, leaning in and licking a long stripe up your slick folds. you let out a gasp, your hands immediately threading through his brown curls, tugging on them while his tongue cleaned you up. his big hands gripped your waist, his prints leaving a mark while he groaned into your cunt, pressing a few kisses to your puffy clit before pulling away and smiling up at you. his cheek rested on your thigh, his blue eyes droopy.

“y’okay up there, baby?” he asked hoarsely.

you gave him a tired nod, mumbling out a raspy yeah.

he grinned, pressing an open mouth kiss to you inner thigh before standing to his full height, climbing onto the bed, his legs on either side of you. he picked up the camera, angling it down to you.

you looked up, your hair a wreck and makeup streaming down your face. your tiny tank top was all skewed about, and your lower half totally exposed.

“say hi to the camera baby,” he said, his voice sickeningly sweet while he smiled smugly down at you.

“hi to the camera baby,” you giggled quietly, earning a loud laugh from chris.

he zoomed in a bit, the camera lens focusing on your cleavage as he ran the device up and down your body. “i’m gonna make you feel so good, right sweetheart?”

you nodded your head in agreement, putting on your best pleading eyes for him as you batted your eyelashes up at him.

“i want you now,” you whined, “please.”

chris chuckled, zooming the lens out once more. “yeah, i know you do, turn around f’me.”

flipping onto your stomach, you followed chris’ orders, your arms tucked up by your head as your ass was now on display for him.

still holding the camera, he gripped the flesh of your ass before giving it a smack, eliciting a moan from you.

he repeated the action, this time harder, grinning as you moaned again.

“fuck, baby, y’getting me so hard already,” he mumbled, pointing the camera down to the obvious bulge in his jeans.

he leaned down a bit, setting the camera down on the nightstand while he angled it towards you both, capturing the both of your bodies in the frame. he flipped you around again, gripping onto your hips as he positioned you how he wanted.

before you even had the chance to smile up at him, his lips were already against yours while he kissed you feverishly. your arms were quick to wrap around his neck, pulling him down into you while you both melted into the kiss. his hands stayed put at your waist, gripping them tightly as be rutted his clothed bulge against your bare cunt.

you moaned into one another’s mouths, the both of you growing needier and needier. chris pulled away, his lips red and swollen while he sat back on his knees, yanking his shirt off while keeping his eyes on yours. his shirt joined your shorts and panties that were on the floor as he sat between your parted legs.

“mm come here, baby, take my belt off,” he groaned, gripping your wrist and gently yanking you up, placing your hands at the waist band of his jeans.

you sat up, fingers toying with his studded belt as you undid the buckle, leaning up to press you lips to his. his tongue was quick to find yours as it parted your lips, your hands yanking his belt through the loops of his jeans and discarding it to the floor.

he kissed you feverishly and with desperation, his hands cupping your jaw tightly as he pulled you into him. you were quick to get chris out of his jeans, leaving him in his t shirt and boxers, an evident tent poking against your thigh.

you pulled away momentarily, your lips both puffy and red as you panted, you mouth attaching to chris’ neck as you whined.

“take this off, please,” you rasped out, your hands eagerly grasping at the hem of his t shirt.

chris let out a low groan, glancing at the camera quickly before back at you, his eyes deepening with lust. in a quick and sudden motion, he pulled his t shirt over his head with one hand, and instantly crashing his lips back into yours.

yours hands were in his hair, his on your hips as he laid you back down on the bed. your legs were in an instant around his waist, your hips bucking up to his.

“someone’s needy, huh?” chris mused as his head dipped down, pressing kisses and leaving marks all over your neck.

“can’t help it,” you whined, “y’make me feel so good.”

chris pulled away and smirked down at you, one hand resting behind your head on the pillow and the other tracing small patterns on your hip bone.

“yeah?” he said lowly, his voice driving you insane, “you like this? gettin’ so desperate for my cock y’can’t stop grinding on me?”

you nodded, your eyes screwing shut in pleasure as chris’ slender fingers trailed from your waist to your entrance, delicately and lightly rubbing them up and down your folds.

“mhmmm,” you drew out, the camera encapsulating every little sound you made, “please, need you bad.”

chris smirked, slowly and teasingly pulling down his boxers, his dick springing up against his stomach. his tip was red and aching, the amount of teasing he’s given to you really working him up too.

you were practically salivating at the sight of his cock, the desire between your legs growing intensely.

chris’ jaw fell slack as he slowly lined himself up with your entrance, his dick running teasingly along the wetness.

a strangled moan fell past his lips as he slowly slid himself in, your gummy walls already squeezing around his cock.

you arched up into chris as his tip met your cervix, chris letting out a low groan while he bottomed out. slowly, he began to rock his hips against yours, finding a steady rhythm as he snapped up into you.

you let out a loud cry, your noises echoing off of his bedroom walls. he began to speed up his pace, the bed creaking beneath you as the headboard slammed into the wall behind you.

“chris,” you gasped, the air nearly being knocked from your lungs from how hard he was fucking you, “feels so good, shit.”

he smirked down at you, his silver chain dangling in your face. “yeah, you feel it in here?” he taunted, his hand pressing down on your abdomen where he saw the bulge, causing you to whine.

you nodded pathetically, your legs around him and your nails clawing at his back. he continued to slam into you at a relentless pace, low grunts and groans slipping past his lips as he began to play with your clit, his thumb circling it teasingly

“fuck,” you whined, your jaw slack, “m gonna cum, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

chris laughed, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth as he leaned down by your ear, his hot breath fanning against your skin. “you’re so easy, gonna finish already?”

his mocking words only added to the heat pooling in your stomach, your mind hazy as he continued speaking lowly.

“come on baby, can’t last any longer than this? i just started having fun.”

“please,” you panted, your eyes shut tightly, “so close, wanna cum, please.”

chris began to slow his movements, reaching to the bedside table to grab the camera, pointing it down at you as he continued to fuck you.

“wanna cum,” he teased, “be a good girl for the camera and show me how pretty you are when you’re screaming my name.”

with a few more hard thrusts, you were coming undone, your legs spawning as your orgasm came crashing down over you, the band in your stomach snapping. you were clawing at the sheets beneath you, your vision blurring as you came all over chris’ cock.

the camera captured the mess you both had made as chris had pulled out, showing his dick spurt hot strands of white cum all over your stomach and lower half.

slowly stroking himself through his orgasm, chris pointed the camera back to your face, laughing quietly at your fucked out expression.

“y’okay there baby?” he asked softly, his voice raspy. he gently ran his fingers along your cheekbones, moving away the hair that was clung to your forehead.

you gave a tired nod, mumbling something about wanting to sleep.

chris grinned, flopping down beside you, positioning the camera above you both as he turned it around, beginning to babble to the recording.

“well, that was pretty fun, but i think we’re gonna get cleaned up and watch a movie and maybe nap, sound good baby?” he rambled as he turned to face you. when you didn’t respond, he brought the camera down, holding it in your face as you giggled softly.

“yeah sounds good.”

he turned the camera back to him, a wide smile plastered across his face. “my girlfriend’s so pretty,” he said, before clicking the camera off and putting it on the table beside him once more.

© mattscoquette

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. ⋆˚꩜｡ … this has been in my drafts since december … when u read this it’ll be april ……….. chris girls im sorry 😞 but ive been keeping this a secret for so long bc i knew it would eat when i posted it !!! anyway this concludes my week long au special i hope everyone enjoyed everything! i truly love posting and writing on here and thank u to everyone who reads my stuff ! i love u all 🤍🤍

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all i need in life is to hug lana del rey

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sigh

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you’re such a sweetie !! 💜💜

aww i love youuu!! 🤍

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OH MY GOSHHHH

𝘂𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘁 - 𝗰.𝘀 ☆

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴: 𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛 ( 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸�� 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 ) 𝘥𝘰𝘮!𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘣!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷, 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘹 (𝘦𝘩𝘩𝘩𝘩) 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦!

𝘱𝘳é𝘤𝘪𝘴: 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴'𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘢/𝘯: *𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥*

“you’re a fucking idiot!” “no, you’re fucking stupid!” “shut your fucking mouth you piece of shit, get the fuck out of here!”

matt slammed his door, leaving chris fuming. his fists clenched, tongue poking his cheek, angry tears dwelled in his eyes.

chris stormed downstairs to his bedroom, pacing and running his hands through his hair. trying to relax but he was so pissed. this was the worst fight he had ever had with matt. he didn’t know what to do. it isn’t like him to get so mad. he needed to calm down, and channel his anger into something.

his phone buzzed on his desk.

imessage: from: "mamas <3"

“hi, cutie! i’m home from uni :)” “you wanna come over? my roommate’s gone.”

his heart was pumping, no, he was too angry to deal with anyone. frankly, he didn’t know what to do. it’s not likely for chris to get so angry. usually fights with matt were dumb and they would wrestle then get over it. but, this fight was different. he was hurt.

chris grabbed his phone, sitting in his chair, tapping his foot.

imessage: from: "chrissss <3" “hey, baby. not right now. got in a fight with matt. I’m pissed off.”

from: "mamas <3" “that’s okay, come over. i’ll distract you.” “please?”

chris exhaled through his mouth. rubbing his temples. he was pissed, furious. he didn’t want to expel that energy onto you. you didn’t deserve it.

imessage: from: "chrissss <3" “i don’t know. i don’t want to say something wrong.”

imessage from: "mamas <3" “who said we were gonna talk?”

imessage: from: "chrissss <3" “omw.”

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

“hi baby.” you smiled, chris at your doorstep. he looked upset, his ears and cheeks had a tint of red. his blue eyes turned dark, his hands in his hoodie pocket.

“hey mamas.” he breathed, hugging you immediately. he melted in your arms. you shut your door, hugging him back and rubbing his shoulders.

“do you wanna talk about it?” you whispered in his ear, his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “no, i wanna fuck.”

immediately picking you up from under your ass, and carrying you to your bedroom. “wait chris.” you were taken off guard.

“baby, we can talk if you want. i know you’re upset.” you kneeled on your bed when he dropped you.

“no, im upset and i wanna fuck. you okay with that?” chris stared deeply into your eyes, his almost turning black from his pupil. you nodded your head yes, bringing him down from the back of his neck, and pulling him on top of you.

chris hungrily kissed you, his thumb pulling your bottom lip down, staring at you if he were a predator. “if i hurt you, you need to tell me okay?”

you nodded your head once more, assuring him that you wanted this. to take out his anger on you.

chris moved his hand down, pulling on the white skirt you were wearing. he kissed you, whining in the kiss. his hand slipped under the fabric of both your skirt and underwear. feeling the pool of slick you made.

you gripped the back of his hair, breaking the kiss to lean your head back and moan.

chris kissed over your collarbone and jaw. his fingers finding the entrance of your cunt and slipping a finger in.

you hummed in delight. your hand ran across your chest, pulling your top up to expose your tits. your fingers pinching onto your own nipple.

“chris. god.”

your moans and whines filled his ears. he didn’t want to do anything but fuck. it wasn’t the healthiest way but, it sure did feel fucking amazing.

stripping you of your skirt and panties, he pulled down his sweatpants and boxers to his knees. his dick rock hard. the adrenaline of his anger and the arousal of watching you squirm from his fingers.

“ma’ turn. hands and knees.” chris spat, his voice stern.

you turn yourself from your back on your knees, your ass in front of chris’s face. you bit your lip in anticipation as you felt him align his tip with your entrance. “chris!“ you yelped. “fuckin’ hell! c-chris!” caught off guard, you gripped your bedsheets. chris pushed your lower back to the bed, your back arched so chris could hit your sweet spot.

“fuck ma’, so wet f’me.” “gonna fuck you stupid.” whines and whimpers fall from your plush lips. you’d jabber chris’s name, the only word you could say coherently.

“chris, chris, chris! i-it’s fu-“ you’d mewl, the insatiable pleasure wouldn’t let you finish. “chris! r-right fuck!” “ugh!” “chris!” your tits jiggled as chris thrusted rough against your hips. his balls smacked your clit.

“baby! g-gonna cum!” “don’t care. not finished.” chris hissed. “gonna fuck you till you can’t cum anymore.”

you bit so hard down on your lip you’d thought it bled. the churning feeling in your stomach burned, your orgasm coming quick and chris wouldn’t stop. all you could do was endure the pleasure. your throat erupted moans and whines. god, you were in fucking heaven. “chris!” “cumming!”

“fuck ma, you can’t shut up huh? you wanna tell me how good it feels? tell me. you wanna cum princess? tell me.”

your orgasm hit like a semi-truck. loud groans expelled from your throat. your fingers gripped onto the bed sheets they turned white. “chris-! i-i can’t!”

“please, you came one time, shut up and take it.” chris mocked his orgasm building too. trying his best to hold it. he let go of your hip and smacked your ass cheek. the pound of flesh turning red, the sound echoed in your bedroom.

“baby!” you screamed, the tingle of the pain made your nipples hard. the trusting against your spot, his balls smacking your clit, the way chris mewled to you to hear how good he’s making you feel. you were getting overstimulated. you felt another orgasm coming, chris’s rhythm steady.

because you couldn’t hold your orgasm any longer, your pussy squirted, the clear liquid dampening your sheets.

“shit ma, squirting f'me already? look at the messing you’re making.” “so fucking pretty.” your pussy squirted, squelchy noises now heard from chris’s cock.

“god mama, you’re such a mess f'me.” “chris, i can’t!” you whined, arms tired, you fell on the bed. chris bottomed out, his body giving up slowly, his orgasm creeping in his stomach.

“almost there ma-“ he choked, his seed filling you to the brim, his cum leaked from your pussy. groans left his mouth. pulling out slowly, watching how your cunt puckered and dripped.

“you okay mama?” his sweet tone came back. he laid next to you on his side, he moved a strand of your hair behind your ear.

you turned to face him, cheeks flushed, lips red, eyes dilated. you looked so pretty. “yes, do you feel better?” you scooted towards him, wrapping your leg around his waist.

“mhm.” he smiled sweetly, “thank you, i needed it.” his hand pulled your chin closer to plant a sweet kiss on your lips.

“you wanna talk about how loud you were?”

“absolutely not.”

 🏷 : @chrepsi @chrispycremedonut @dykes4chris @mattsplaything @sturniolosluttt @livvyswrld @matts-girlfriend @courta13 @madisonswife @urfavvbilliemunch

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guess who got tix🥹🥹

& im seeing my rylee girl??? @mattscoquette

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helloooo im making spotify playlists for their walk on/off songs for each show!! <33 i'll be updating them as the shows go on!! for now, heres the links to both playlists!! ꨄ︎

walk on songs | walk off songs

this is so random & im sorry but i made playlists for a few of their twitch streams so why not !

a few random tags:

@mattscoquette @mattsstarlet @delilahsturniolo @snoopychris @55sturn

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pls do more Chris and runaway girlfriend I can relate to that trope so muchhh

i might!! i js dont know what else to write for it </3

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pls send more drabble ideas😔😔

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everyone pls go vote for sugar daddy matty on kats poll🥰🥰 @mattsstarlet

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i fucking knew it 🥰🥰

hi pretty people, i’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately and have decided im going to deactivate my blog once im done with my au special. as much as i love writing and posting on here, this app doesn’t really do it for me anymore. posting feels very daunting and chore like, and its just no longer my thing. i wouldn’t have last half as long on here as i have if it weren’t for all the support and love i get on my fics. it seriously makes my day whenever someone tells me they liked something i posted. i plan to keep everything up for about a week after my special ends and then i’ll be deactivating, pls don’t repost my stuff while im gone :( if im not here, i dont want my work being uploaded. i love u all! 🤍🤍🤍🤍 thanks for making tumblr so special

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new chris x matts!gf blurb here!

taglist two

⋆˙⟡ tags: @bitchydragonparadisee  @christmastreecake  @kenziesturniolo54  @toftomgmf  @matt-sturnioloo

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new chris x matts!gf blurb here!!

taglist one

⋆˙⟡ tags: @lvrsturniolo @marrykisskilled @mattscoquette @emely9274 @wh0remikasas @mattsstarlet @pvssychicken @sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan @jvngle18 @sturns-mermaid @mattslolita @lolastrniolo @55sturn @oliviasthatgirl @hannahsturns @dykes4chris @y3sterdaysproblem @bernardsbendystraws @courta13  @colorthecosmos444 @delilahsturniolo  @colorthecosmos444  @chriss-slutt  @cvnntagious  @conspiracy-ash  @bluetalia  @chris-hallelujah @15vogue  @chrispleasure  @idkwhatthisis2009  @sturniologirlzz  @sturniolo101  @leeeeree  @nicksorange @tylerstacobell  @simpforeveryman @sofieeeeex  @espressqe  @yesterdaysproblemm  @skye-44  @kikirasweatsweathoho @shadowthesim @chrepsi @st4rcs @mattswifeyx @sturnslux3 @iheartmattsbeard @sophiaxsblog @slutforchrissturniolo2 @pair-of-pantaloons

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𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 & 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐬!𝐠𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞

requested here!!

warnings: cheating, kissing, no actual smut, not proofread. more of this au here

word count: 516

matt barely has the car in park before he and nick are pushing their doors open, heading into 7/11. “you guys want anything?”  

“nah, i’m good,” chris says, his eyes flicking toward the rearview mirror where you, matt’s girlfriend, sit in the backseat. you give a small shake of your head, offering matt a sweet smile.  

“alright, be right back.” the door slams shut, and matt and nick jog toward the brightly lit 7/11, disappearing inside.  

the second he’s out of sight, you move. a slow shift forward, hand sliding over the center console, fingers grazing chris’s thigh. he exhales sharply, barely turning his head before your lips are on his jaw, trailing down to his neck.  

“you’re insane,” he mutters, though he doesn’t stop you. his hands find your waist as you climb into the front seat, straddling him with practiced ease.  

“you love it,” you whisper, softly biting at his earlobe.  

chris lets his head tip back against the headrest, his hands squeezing your hips as you rock against him, the dim parking lot lights barely illuminating your tangled bodies. his pulse thunders in his ears, the air thick with something dangerous, something electric. your fingers tangle in his hair, nails scraping against his scalp as his grip tightens on you.  

"they could come back any second," he murmurs against your skin, but the way his fingers dig into your waist tells a different story.  

"then we better be quiet," you tease, dragging your lips along his throat. his breath catches, hands flexing against you as you shift just right, sending a shudder through him.  

outside, headlights sweep across the parking lot, and for a split second, you both freeze. the thrill of being caught, of stolen moments and secrets hanging in the air, only makes it harder to stop.

you trail your lips up to his, softly kissing him. his fingers tangle in your hair, gently tugging at your scalp. 

his lips part beneath yours, and for a moment, it’s just the two of you - heat and tension coiled so tight it’s nearly unbearable. chris groans softly against your mouth, one hand sliding beneath the hem of your shirt, fingers skimming the bare skin of your waist.  

"you're playing a dangerous game," he murmurs, voice thick with restraint.  

"and you're still letting me win," you tease, nipping at his bottom lip.  

he exhales sharply, hands gripping you tighter, but before either of you can push further, the sound of approaching footsteps sends a jolt through you.  

you scramble back into the backseat just as the car doors swing open, matt and nick dropping into their seats, bags crinkling between them. matt turns to grin at you, completely oblivious.  

"miss me, babe?" he jokes, tossing a pack of gum into your lap.  

your lips tingle, your heart pounds, but you force a smile, fingers steady as you unwrap a piece.  

"of course," you say sweetly, and out of the corner of your eye, chris shifts in his seat, jaw tight, hands placed over his lap, hiding what you just did to him. 

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a/n: im posting this one thing (from my laptop) and ghosting this app for a bit :)

- aurora ᯓ✮⋆˙

dividers by me.

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bye bye im deleting tumblr for a bit i wasnt tryna start drama at all but okay!

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either say who you’re talking about or stfu nobody needs a bunch of indirect posts that creates more drama

i fear i wasn't tryna start drama and simply posting a psa because i dont want to directly call anybody out and start unnecessary drama! thanks!

if u think its about you it probably is!!

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rylee reblogging this out of everyone is hysterical…☠️

sigh shes done nothing