#blackbear fanfiction

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ps.  loosely based off the lyrics to my ♥ ex's best friend ♥ a little out of context [ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ]

Synopsis:

The silence was deafening inside Matthew’s car as it sped through the neon blaze of the New York starscape.

He had agreed to drive Colson back from the studio. Well, he had offered, because Colson’s license was suspended, and he knew that. aside from that, what else was there to do at 2 am. He hadn’t slept in days and he doubted that tonight it would go any differently but he knew that just about anything would’ve been better than having to go back home.

Matthew’s eyes stayed fixed on the steady streams of red and yellow traffic. Though as he drove he became acutely aware of Colson’s presence in the passenger side of his black range rover, ears tuned in at the slightest sounds from the man next to him. The low rustlings of leather on fabric as Colson readjusted in his seat, the clink of metal when he ran ringed fingers through his hair, and the faintest sigh he made whenever he exhaled his clouds of smoke.

He wondered if Colson knew that he did that. if he also felt the shift in the air as it grew hot with rising tension.

Most of all he wondered whether he was aware of the effect he still had on the younger man but just never spoke of it.

As he flicked out the last of his cigarette Colson’s eyes stayed glued to the side window. More particularly the reflection it showed of the boy that sat across him. The night distorting Matthew into a thousand pieces and then back together again as the lights changed all shades of neon.

He looked so tempting with those dented eyes. They never left their gaze from the windshield but he wondered what he was really thinking about.

If he was thinking about him.

Did he still mean the words he said two summers ago. Did he still want nothing to do with Colson. Did their past still revolve around him the same way it haunted him. he wondered if he had become invisible to Matthews's eyes.

If too much time had passed.

Sure, they had hung out a few odd instances within those times but never alone. Even tonight, in the studio, there was always someone else around. 

one thing is for certain, that going home was the last thing on his mind.

He wanted to say sorry. To apologise for the way he let things end and explain to him the real reason everything felt so complicated back then. To tell him he still felt the same way he did back then and wanted nothing more than to reach over the stirring wheel and taste him right there.

These words were much harder to say out loud than to Matthew’s reflection, mouthed unheard.

They had got off the highway when Matthew briefly broke the silence. He had mumbled something about needing to put on google maps after fiddling for his phone before finally letting his eyes drift down from the road.

They were minutes away from Colson’s hotel and Matthew had its address memorised.

But he typed it in.

The quiet was excruciating but he would still rather that than nothing at all.

He wished he could play pretend just a little while longer, pretend the damage hadn’t already been done and we didn’t go our separate ways. He wished he had said nothing at all back then. Which was what surprised even himself once he uttered his next words.

“is it wrong if I come up with you?”

They cut right through the quiet, interrupting Colson’s unheard apologies.

He hadn’t noticed till now that the car had come to a stop and stood parked across the road from the hotel he was staying at. The sound of tires against the road was replaced with the soft hum of the breeze hitting leaves that bought in the cold night air through his window, still left open.

Matthew let his eyes meet Colson’s.

“yes” he had said “please come”

[triplexdoublex]

Ur obsession with blackbear, jaden and even kells being bi is really weird. It almost seems like it's a fetish for you.

1. I don’t think kells is actually bi, have I written him as bi/gay … yes I have its fanfiction , get over it.

2. Blackbear litterally posted “How to be my girlfriend— be a guy.” And in yesterdays rant he said “ the for the people who still support me & my music no matter who i love.. if its a man or a woman or someone from my past.” …. While my radar gave me bi vibes, I don’t think he’s actually come out or admitted to it before last night. So excuse me for being excited and proud for him.

3. Do I get excited when men are bi? I do! Because they’re is sooooo much bi-erasure when it comes to bi men even more so than women ,that they are less likely to be out do to fear of rejection and judgement from straight male peers and society who are too caught up in toxicity masculinity, and at the same time are often deemed not dateable by women because they’re “not manly enough” I have a special place in my heart for bisexual men and yes I find their confidence, pride and huge middle finger to toxic masculinity to be very sexy. Similarly to how we all found kells more sexy when he was confident.

4. Being bi myself I have a pretty reliable gaydar lol and I can sense it in other people. Plus It’s not as if I’m a straight woman fetishizing gay guys the way staight men fetishize lesbians. I’m literally bi too! I enjoy other people/ genders being bi/attracted multiple genders too! After 23 years together my husband came out as Pan and you best belive I was his biggest supporter!

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Jessica

Jaden Hossler x Matthew Musto (blackbear)

3517 word count

"I swear to ya, I'm tryin my best to make it right again. Tell me you're really going out with him. And know that shit between us has been different. Hey Jessica!" Jessica - Girlfriends

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Not really over the breakup with Jaden, it stung a little seeing his ex and his best friend cozying up to each other lately. Watching them felt like poison, He knew he shouldn't really care, they weren't together long but it still hurt seeing Colson be the one making Jaden laugh. Trying to put his mind off it, he set the music on shuffle, getting around to a few projects that needed last minute finishing. "Who the fuck is Jessica" Matthew mumbled, hearing the intro to the 'girlfriends' song 'Jessica' ironic it came on, it used to be his nickname for Jaden before people found out about their relationship. Writing out a message to Jaden, Jessica" - Girlfriends, listen to it! " he pressed send, dropping his phone onto the desk.

Only half paying attention as Colson was in the middle of a night shoot, Jaden ran his finger over the screen, scrolling through instagram when a text notification popped up on his phone. "shit" Looking at the name, he took a shallow breath as it read out 'teddy bear 🐻' his old contact name for Matthew, he'd never had the nerve to change it. Opening it, Jaden felt like his heart dropped into his stomach as he read the message, "Jessica" - Girlfriends, listen to it! ". 

"Everything alright?" Colson asked, coming over between scenes. "you seem bummed out" he buried his head in Jaden's neck before looking back up, his eyes landing on the text on his friend's phone. The recognition hitting him, Jaden was Jessica, who he once thought was Matthew's girlfriend before knowing the truth. "ohh" He bit his lip before speaking, "we aren't exclusive, go, talk to him" Colson rubbed Jaden's shoulder, eyes locking on the man's blue ones as they looked at each other.

"You sure Kells?" He ran his hand over Colson's cheek, making sure the other was okay with it was important to him. "I don't wanna upset you or anything." Jaden cared about the blonde, even if they weren't 'dating'.

Leaning into Jaden's hand, Colson slid an arm around him. "You won't, but you have to talk to him" he mumbled, kissing the man's cheek. "The way you guys ended and you moved on so quick..." Colson stopped himself before getting  into it too far. Matthew was his friend after all, the concern for both existed, it wasn't Colson's place to get into it.

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Jadens pov:

Finding a quiet place away from the chaos of Colson's music video, Jaden drooped down to a seated position in a secluded hallway. "Alright then, let's see what he's about" ruffling his hair, he opened spotify, looking up the band's name, waiting for the page to load. Finding the song, he pressed play and shut his eyes.

Listening to the lyrics, a grin crept up onto his cheeks as the song started out hard with "Hey Jessica all I think about is who is next to you." Jaden figured out quick the importance of it to Matthew, pressing his hands to his face, a groan leaving his lips over the second line of the first verse, "tell me you're going out with him." Shaking his head, he tipped it back as he listened to the rest of the song.

Once the song played through at least twice, he picked his phone back up, pausing the music before opening his contacts. His next move a possible make or break as he opened his ex's contact and typed out a message, 'can I come over? Can we talk?'

Deep into mixing a song, Matthew just about jumped out of his seat when his phone dinged. Picking it up, he read the text, a finger hovering over the keyboard. 'I'm in the studio, meet me?'. Sending it, Matthew let go of a sigh and leaned backwards against the chair.

'Be there in 10' pushing himself back up the wall, Jaden dropped his head, sliding his phone into his pocket and a hand into his hair. "I'm in a nice mess aren't I?"  rolling his shoulders, startling when he heard Colson just around the corner. "Hey" his spirits low and his heart as Colson's blue eyes were unreadable, a master of disguise.

"So..." not sure how to start, Colson flexed his fingers around his Jack Skellington mug as Jaden looked defeated. "...what's the deal as far as tonight?" His tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek, hair falling into his eyes when he looked up.

"I uh...can I get a rain check?" Jaden wrapped his arms around himself, sort of guarding himself. "Got to head to the studio." He didn't know what to say, the idea of it all do skewed in his head.

Getting the sense Jaden had texted Matthew, Colson nodded. "Yeah uhm...call me after?" He nodded, his heart ached when Jaden tried hiding the anxiety running through him. "Come here" Colson knew there wasn't much he could do but he did have a heart after all. "Whatever happens, you know I'll always be there for you" holding Jaden to him for a moment as the man nearly knocked him over, hugging him.

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Rounding the corner onto the street homing the studio, Jaden rolled his hand over the shift in an attempt to calm himself. "I swear to ya, I'm tryin' my best to make it right again." Parking, he leaned against the steering wheel. "Fuck, you got this." Locking his car behind him, Jaden grabbed the door handle, walking in. "Where...."

"Control room, mixing" Travis (Barker) spoke, turning to see Jaden standing in the middle of the room. "Sucks, huh?" He'd heard three sides of the same story at this point. "Be the bigger person and make things right." In a way, matthew, Jaden and Colson were like his kids, the friction between them lately  was agonizing.

"Yeah" dropping his keys and his phone on the couch, Jaden sighed as Travis gave him the 'dad knows best look' "I'm trying man, I am" making his way toward the back, he knocked on the door.

"Open!" Matthew shouted, chin resting on his hand, too busy to open it himself. "What's up?" He let go of the mouse, turning his attention as the door opened. Eyes falling on Jaden, white t shirt, black pants and Converse. "Jessica..."

"Matthew" Jaden quirked a small grin at the nickname. "I screwed up..." he mumbled, lowering  onto the floor, 'grounding' himself. "...broke up, fucked your best friend, tried to move on." Jaden looked up, the butterfly feeling coming back when Matthew studied him.

"Not easy is it" stretching his legs out in front of him, Matthew bit his lip, sorting his thoughts. "Wait...you and Colson fucked?" The words felt like a confessional, like he was loosing Jaden.

"Fuckin' sucks trying to get over you" Jaden shrugged, suddenly interested in his shoe laces when Matthew called him out for screwing Colson. "Mm, that happened." He looked back up, a mistake, without thinking he got up, brain saying he should leave, heart saying stay. "I'm not dating him, just so you know"

Hearing the words, Matthew pushed himself out of the chair and across the room. "So you won't be mad if I..." kissing Jaden softly, he caught the man as Jaden stumbled.

His body screaming that he shouldn't be doing this, Jaden pushed Matthew off him, eyes wide and lips tingling. He wanted this, Matthew, the feeling of being close to him. "What the fu-" stopping himself, he reeled back into the kiss, grabbing Matthew's shirt.

"Did you miss me on the way down" his eyes drawing to Jaden's hands "are we history" bringing Jadens arms around his neck he grinned as his ex's fingers raked over his scalp. "For good times sake? Humm?" Matthew threaded his fingers in Jaden's belt loops as they stumbled to the couch.

"Fuck you" Jaden sucked in a breath as his hips met Matthew's. "Not sure we can ever be" he was addicted, that was his way, dropping drugs and falling into a new one. "Just fuck me, please." Jaden cupped the man's head as his own hit the fabric.

Pulling his shirt off, he bit his lip as he was straddling Jaden's waist. "Ride me" flipping over, Matthew grinned as Jaden's chest heaved. "And I'll fuck you" he laced his fingers in Jaden's, kissing his hand. "You're fuckin' weak and you know it." Matthew stated, Popping Jaden's fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it.

Pulling his finger away, Jaden shook his head. "Let's do this then." Starting to undo his jeans, his eyes flicked up as Matthew flicked his hands away. "Wh-" back arching when Matthew's hands ran over his thighs.

"Let me.." dragging his hands back up, Matthew ran his thumb over the button, looking up. "Does he fuck you half as good as I did?" He popped the button, running his hand down the zipper. "Does he make you feel half as good?"

Eyes following Matthew's hand, Jaden's thighs gripped the man's waist. "Mmm, Matty" he gasped when Matthew slid a hand into his jeans. Pushing into Matthew's hand, Jaden felt like he was melting as Matthew chuckled.

Watching his ex melt was a sight to see. "God, he doesn't touch you enough" Matthew rubbed his hand over Jaden's cock and slipped his hand into the man's boxers. "Fuck you're hard." He licked his lips as he wrapped his hand around it.

Digging his fingers into Matthew's chest, Jaden rocked his hips forward, biting back a moan as the friction was glorious. "I gotta hear you say it" he missed hearing him be called Jessica while being fucked, almost needing it.

"What? Me calling you jessica?" Matthew pulled Jaden's pants and boxers down, sucking in a breath as Jaden got them off. "Fuuuuck, look at you Jessica." He slapped the man's thighs and grinned as Jaden undid his as well.

Nodding, Jaden hummed once he got Matthew's jeans off. "Missed you using it against me in bed." He pumped Matthew before leaning down, taking the tip between his lips.

"Missed you giving me head" looking down, he grinned as Jaden sucked and licked his tip. "Good god, jess" Matthew pushed up into Jaden's mouth, moaning as the man gagged. "Get on it, now," he needed to see Jaden fall apart on him like he used to.

Coming off with a pop, Jaden nodded, balancing himself. His eyes closing as he worked at guiding Matthew into him slowly, breathing in as he did and out as he lowered. "Hmmm" fighting againt a moan, Jaden gripped Matthew's hand, the other coming up over his mouth.

"That's it, open" he stilled as Jaden sunk lower, settling onto him, knees planted against the couch. "Look at me" Mathew rubbed his fingers over Jaden's knuckles. "You feel okay?" He asked once Jaden's eyes opened again, smiling as the man's cheeks sprung a blush.

"Per-fect" his body warm with nerves yet alive with the danger of Travis not far from them. "H-i" Jaden couldn't stop a grin as Matthew looked up at him, eyes crinkling as they took it all in.

"Hey" Matthew chuckled as Jaden for the first time in a while seemed to have no idea what to do with his hands. "Shit, I missed you, idiot" he grabbed him by the thighs, rocking Jaden backwards on his dick. "Easy" he mumbled, sitting up slowly.

With his ex's direction, Jaden rocked forward, body arching as Matthew's dick filled him. "O-ohh fuckkk" he bit down on his lip, letting himself lean against Matthew as he started a gentle motion up and down, focusing on the space the man occupied inside him.

Running his fingers through Jaden's hair, Matthew bit back a moan, gripping the man's hips as Jaden sunk back down on him. "Look at you, taking it like you never stopped." He dropped his head against Jaden's shoulder and groaned.

Feeling Matthew slide in and out of him was ecstacy, his body fueling him as he gripped the back of the man's neck. "Goddd" Jaden's breath hitched when he hit his prostate. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." He whined out a moan and guided one of Matthew's hands to his dick.

"Listen to yourself, you're such a mess" wrapping his hand around Jaden, he ran his hand up the shaft, matching Jaden's pace. "This undone already." Matthew pressed a kiss to Jaden's neck, careful not to leave a hickey. "But, damn you're so fuckin' pretty Jessica."

Letting the nerves and the care melt away, he let go of a hiccuped moan, his eyes watering as Matthew made him feel like he meant something to someone. "Needed it, needed you" Jaden gripped the man's shoulders and moaned into Matthew's neck as he was picked up, the two of them switching so Matthew was above him.

For Jaden's sake, Matthew took over rocking his hips into Jaden, savoring the drag as the man arched off the cushions. "I'm right here baby" he rotated his wrist, pumping up and down. "You're so fuckin beautiful" he groaned as Jaden's butterfly tattoo fluttered as the man swallowed.

"Is it awful that I love it when you make me fall apart like this?" Jaden hissed as Matthew drew him colse the edge and pulled him back, delaying the coming orgasam. "Ohhh godddd" he cried into Matthew's neck and felt himself weaken, body limber as he fell apart on his ex boyfriend's dick.

"Ohh it's so fucking awful" Matthew teased, rocking upwards as Jaden grabbed at the cushions. "But it's so fucking beautiful too." He thrust forward a couple more times and grabbed the man's hips. "Anytime" Matthew tightened his grip around Jaden's dick as rocked into him as Jaden came, riding it out as the man shook, his body clenching around him.

Head tipping backwards, Jaden screamed out a "FUCK!" as he arched upwards, his body searching for Matthew as the man held him against himself. "You always turn me into a mess" he grit his teeth a moan being cut off as Matthew took him by the neck, coming into him. "Got anything to..." he looked down, blushing.

Clenching around Jaden's neck, he came into the man, rocking into him as the man grabbed his wrist. "Ughh, fuck Jaden" riding out the high, he pulled Jaden into a kiss and smiled. "Still got here from when we were..." he hesitated.

"Just get it" he slapped Matthew on the shoulder and flipped over as his ex got up. "Don't wanna forget just yet." Jaden grabbed one of the pillows sliding it under his chest.

Taking a second to remember where he put it, Matthew found the spare plug and grinned as he caught Jaden watching him. "Sure it'll still fit?" He came over straddling Jaden and grabbing him with one hand. "On your knees, up." Matthew slapped the man's ass and moaned pulling Jaden's cheeks apart.

"Mm mhmm" Jaden got up on his knees, legs apart as Matthew ran a finger over his hole. "It'll fit" he pushed backwards, his breath shaking as his ex slid a finger into him. "Ohhh" Jaden dropped his head onto the pillow and let go of a squeak as he was fingered open, Matthew's cum inside him.

Pressing a hand against Jaden's stomach, Matthew made circles with it soothing Jaden as he fingered him. "Ohh my God, you're so cute, baby" he made a beckoning motion and grinned as Jaden pushed backwards, opening enough to slide the plug in. "Breathe in"

Taking a breath in, Jaden moaned as he closed around the plug, his body sent and his ex dropping next to him. "I still love you" he whispered into Matthew's chest as he was pulled into a cuddle, tired and whole.

"Let me drive you home, you're not driving yourself" He held Jaden close and squeezed his ass, kissing the man's head as Jaden squeaked, grabbing onto him.

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Letting Matthew carry him in, he buried his head in the man's neck. "Stay, please" Jaden mumbled as he was lowered onto his bed. "I want you to stay" he looked up at Matthew who was sat on the edge.

"Don't really have a choice, you're spent Jade." Matthew would be a dick if he left, and Jaden would do well to be in any condition to be productive tomorrow. "I'm not going anywhere baby" he ran his fingers through Jaden's hair, pushing it out of his eyes.

Watching as Matthew took his shirt off, Jaden smiled a happy smile as he felt okay, his body little more than mush at the moment. "You always did take good care of me" he put his arms up and hummed as the man curled up with him.

Wrapping his arms around Jaden in a protective manner, Matthew released as they layed in bed, neither one willing to part as Jaden mumbled away about pineapples. "Go to sleep Jade." He smiled, shushing him as the man grabbed his face and kissed him.

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He was sore and the light hit his eyes as he woke up "fuck!" He grinned as the night before flooded back and his dick was hard. "Really?!" Not yet ready to face the world, Jaden shrugged and slid his hand below the covers. Biting his lip as he wrapped it around his dick.

Having gotten a phone call from Matthew earlier, Colson stopped himself just before walking into Jaden's bedroom, choosing to wait a moment when he heard him moan. A grin crept up his cheeks at the sound of a whimper.

Going slow, Jaden's breath hitched and he grabbed at the headboard above his head as he ran his hand up his shaft. "Mmmm" pumping slowly, Jaden let his eyes shut as he got to work, fucking up into his hand, letting go of a choked moan.

Walking in, Colson groaned as Jaden's mouth dropped open as he pleasured himself. "Morning wood?" He asked, climbing onto the bed, chuckling as Jaden whined out an 'uh huhh'. "No, no keep 'em closed, Colson mumbled as Jaden was about to open his eyes.  "Let me...." he hummed as Jaden kicked the blankets off, his dick hard.

"So you know then..." Jaden hummed out as Colson leaned down, lips wrapping around his dick, grabbing at the headboard with both hands, he whined as his legs were pushed open.

"Matt called me, he's downstairs." He said, coming off with a pop before pumping Jaden a couple times. "Said you two ended up fucking and he stayed over to keep an eye on you." Colson took Jaden further into his mouth and moaned around him.

Stiffening, Jaden squeaked out a moan as Colson sucked his dick, licking and sucking as he shook his head. "I can't lie about it if he told you." Coming rather quickly, he blushed, tipping his head to the side as Colson swallowed, laughing as he came up.

"So...for some reason I get the feeling you didn't come as fast for him." dropping onto the bed, Colson looked at Jaden, sighing as Jaden looked at him, eyes saying what he wasn't.

Taking a deep breath, Jaden let his hand drop and swallowed. "It isn't about that Colson" he pressed a hand to the man's cheek. "I-i don't know, I still love Matty" Jaden had to look away when the look of hurt crossed Colson's beautiful face.

"Fuck" dropping his head, Colson's breath shook as Jaden spoke, but he chose to let the man finish speaking. "Jade." He looked up, the man's attention back on him.

"I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you too" he said it loud, hearing it out loud in  a quiet room made it feel loud. It scared him, the idea of losing either boys scared him. "I love both of you." He looked at Colson, trying not to let the tears well up, overthinking as he often did. The man was often unpredictable and jaden had no way of Colson's expression.

Pulling Jaden into a hug, his rubbed the man's back. "That's what you're scared about? Loosing us?" Colson knew both hurt, but the idea of Jaden being scares of him hurt worse. "Baby, you know somewhere along the way I started to fall for you." He topped Jaden's head up and smiled. "And if that means i have to share you with my best friend, then I'm game."

Listening, Jaden looked up both laughing and crying when Colson looked at him, blue eyes sparking as the older man tried not to laugh at him. "we have to talk to him about all of this." He smiled as Colson's fingers wiped at the tears and kissed him softly. "Cause I fucked up, fucked up bad."

"You're Jaden, that's what you do and everyone loves you for it." Cracking into a laugh, Colson shook his head as Jaden punched him for it. "What the fuck?" He looked at the man, shocked, trying not to laugh again and Jaden shook his hand out. "Ohh my god! You're too fucking cute, c'mon get dressed, Matt made breakfast."

[crowreys-wormstache]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet Characters: Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Stede Bonnet, Crew of the Revenge (Our Flag Means Death), Chauncey Badminton, "Calico" Jack Rackham Additional Tags: Character Study, because apparently I refuse to write anything else lmao, Song: Please Don't Make Me Love You (Dracula Musical), Fluff, Ed realizes he has feelings for Stede, and is a chicken about it, (mood), of sorts, Quote: You wear fine things well (Our Flag Means Death), Unresolved Emotional Tension, Episode: s01e05 The Best Revenge Is Dressing Well, Feelings Realization, Song: Finale: There's Always A Tomorrow (Dracula Musical) Summary:

“You wear fine things well,” says Stede Bonnet, his voice as warm as the summer sun, his face bright with a kind smile. He’s perfectly earnest.

And suddenly, with a twinge in his chest, Ed realizes why his opinion matters more than that of the fancy people at the party. Suddenly, he knows where the warmth he feels when he thinks of Stede standing up for him comes from. Suddenly, it all makes sense.

[storiesforallfandoms]

tour bus shenanigans ~ blackbear

word count: 1313

request?: yes!

“PLEASE DO A BLACKBEAR SMUT OMG I HAVENT SEEN ANY GOOD BB SMUTs and I NEED ONE DNFJNENDNDF”

description: they decide to take advantage of the fact that they have the tour bus to themselves

pairing: blackbear x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

masterlist (one, two)

You were awoken by the sound of the tour bus door opening and closing so hard that it shook the bus. You winced at the cramped feeling in your neck as you sat up, realizing you had fallen asleep on the couch in the backroom.

“Hello?” you called, stretching out your limbs.

“Hey baby,” came Matthew’s voice. “Were you asleep?”

“Yeah,” you responded. “I didn’t mean to be, though. I was trying to stay up to wait for you.”

He appeared in the doorway then, leaning against it as he smiled down at you. You smiled sheepishly back at him.

“I don’t blame you for falling asleep,” he said. “I was gone pretty late. I’m sorry, I meant to be back before this.”

You waved away his apology. “Don’t be sorry, it’s okay. Where are the guys?”

A mischievous grin came across his face. “They’re still out. I left first because you were waiting, but they decided they want to stay out until the bars close since we don’t have to get up early for soundcheck tomorrow.”

“And you’re smiling at me like that because?” You asked, although you already knew the answer.”

Matthew bent down and took your face in his. He kissed your deeply and passionately. You melted into him immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of you. He ran his hands under your shirt, tracing your soft skin with his fingertips. You shivered against him, longing to feel him touch you everywhere.

You started pulling at his shirt, trying to pull it over his head. He chuckled against your lips. “Eager?”

“We haven’t had a moment to ourselves in so long, especially in the tour bus. I’d love to mark this spot, even just once, before we have to give it up when the tour ends.”

Matthew smiled at your words and pulled away to take his shirt off. “You want to do it right here?”

“Right here,” you confirmed.

“What if the guys come back?”

“There’s a door we can close.”

He leaned down again to cup your chin. “You naughty girl. I like that.”

You smiled back at him and attached your lips to his again. You pulled him back down so his entire body was pressing down on yours. You could feel his hard member poking through his jeans already. Feeling how hard he was already made you even more wet.

He reached down between the two of you and undid his jeans, pulling them painfully slowly down his legs. You were wearing a pair of pajama pants and a thong, both of which Matthew took a hold of and yanked off of you in one quick pull.

The couch was definitely too small for you both to lay together to have sex, so you smirked to yourself as you pushed Matthew back so he was sat up. You took hold of his shoulders and pushed him so he was sat with his back against the back rest, swinging your legs over his lap to straddle him.

“That’s hot,” he teased as his hands rested on your ass.

You took his hard member in your hand and pumped him a few times, watching his head lull back in pleasure. He thrusted his hips ever so slightly in your hand, trying to get more friction between the two of you. You giggled at his desperation, but you couldn’t help but also feel so turned on. You were longing to feel him inside of you, and you had all the power to make that happen.

“Wait, the condoms,” he said.

“I don’t mind doing it without them tonight if you’d like,” you told him.

His face turned slightly pink as he pulled you down to kiss you again. Taking this as a yes, you pulled away from Matthew long enough to spit on your hand and rub it up and down his length before lining him up with your entrance. You sank down onto him slowly, taking every inch of him at a painfully slow pace.

A low groan came from him as his grip on you tightened. You felt your eyes roll back into your head already. It had been so long since the two of you had been intimate, the desire inside of you had been building for so long. You felt like you were about to bust already.

You started by grinding your hips against him for some time, building the friction between the two of you. Matthew desperately pulled at your hips, trying to get you to go faster or to bounce on him. Feeling a little confident, you took hold of his hands and pushed them away from you then pinned his shoulders back against the couch.

“Oh baby,” he moaned. “Someone wants to be in control tonight.”

You smirked as you leaned forward to start kissing his neck, continuing your slow pace. “You always take control, and I haven’t gotten to have you in so long. We’re taking our time with this one.”

Moans escaped his lips as you left hickies and love bites littered all over his neck. You felt his hips meet yours every now and then, the only form of control he could have over the situation.

You couldn’t help yourself and eventually you gave into temptation. You started to lift and drop yourself on him, picking up a bit of a faster rhythm as you bounced. You wrapped your arms around his neck instead of pinning his shoulders back, allowing him to take hold of your ass and guide you as well.

The pleasure that was building up inside of you was starting to become too much to bare. You just wanted to let yourself go, to feel yourself contracting around him in pure pleasure. As if sensing this, Matthew grabbed hold of the back of your neck and started kissing all over it before making his way to your lips.

“Are you close baby?” he asked. You were only able to nod in response. “Let me feel you come around me then baby.”

His dirty words alone were enough to drive you over the edge. You bounced on him quicker until you felt yourself hitting your climax. You threw your head back and let out a scream of pleasure as you lost yourself completely to your lust.

Matthew’s fingertips dug into your hips as he began to quickly and roughly thrust into you until he hit his own climax.

You both sat tangled together for some time, coming down from your highs. Matthew rested his head against your chest, taking a few opportunities to kiss your neck and cheek lightly.

Eventually he detached you from him and helped you to your feet. He guided you to the bathroom and the two of you washed yourselves off. You decided to pull on a pair of his boxers as your pajama shorts instead of replacing them with your actual pants. When you were finished cleaning up, you both climbed into his bunk and pulled the curtain.

Perfect timing, too, as the moment the curtain was pulled his bandmates walked into the tour bus, laughing loudly and drunkenly.

“Guys! Shut the fuck up!” one of them snapped. “Matt and (Y/N) are asleep.”

“Ah shit,” one said, now attempting to whisper. “I hope we don’t wake him.”

“Just shut the fuck up and go to bed,” a third declared.

You and Matthew stifled your giggles as the group drunkenly got ready and got into their respective bunks. It didn’t take long for the drunk group of men to fall asleep, leaving you and Matthew to talk freely.

“At least they’re respective,” you whispered.

“And timely,” he responded. “The bars closed roughly an hour ago now I think.”

“We’ll have to remember this for future occasions.”

Matthew smiled and kissed your forehead. “Goodnight baby.”

“Goodnight.”

[little-diable]

IDFC - Negan (fluff, bit of angst)

Song “idfc” by blackbear. Enjoy xxx

Tell me pretty lies Look me in the face Tell me that you love me Even if it's fake

It was late at night as he returned to his quarters, he could barely see a thing, the whole room was spinning. Probably because of the bottle of whisky he just shared with Amber. They were talking about his problems, his fears, his deep feelings for his best friend y/n and about what he had found placed underneath her pillow.

Negan could make out the outlines of y/n body placed on his bed, he stumbled towards her, waking her in the process. “Negan?”, she smelled the alcohol on him, this was nothing new to her, but knowing that he was with one of his wives instead of with her did hurt. 

Y/n wasn’t one of his wives, she was part of the saviors, fighting to protect the people at their community, going on runs, helping him scare off Rick the prick. But y/n was also Negans best friend, sure their friendship came with its benefits as well but it was mostly about spending time with each other and talking about everything and nothing. 

'Cause I don't fucking care, at all You've been out all night I don't know where you've been You're slurring all your words Not making any sense But I don't fucking care, at all

Y/n was hopelessly in love with him, of course she was, how could she not be. The grey bearded savior stole her heart, without even knowing about it. He drunkenly crawled under the covers, pulling her closer, sloppily kissed her neck.

 After a second or two he was fast asleep, not noticing her turning around to admire his calm features. Her fingers traced his cheeks, nose and the outlines of his lips, Negan didn’t notice a thing, mostly because of the alcohol that was flooding though him. 

'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care Like they ain't even there 'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care 'Cause I'm so fucking scared

She knew that she could never tell the leader about her feelings, he would make a joke or two about it, tease her about it for a while and would propose to her that she could become one of his wives, knowing that she wouldn’t accept. 

Y/n was a fighter, a true savior, she could never give up on that. So she kept her feelings a secret, hurting herself in the process, but she came to terms with the fact, that as long as she would be a part of his life, it had to be like this. 

I'm only a fool for you And maybe you're too good for me I'm only a fool for you But I don't fucking care, at all, oh

Negan woke up with a bad headache, the room was still slightly spinning, it took him a while to notice his best friend sitting next to him, with only one of his white shirts on, book placed in her hands. 

“Good Morning to you too. You desperately need a shower Negan.”, she scrunched up her nose as a small, raspy laugh left his lips. He slowly arose from the bed, backmuscles flexing, he combed through his hair. “You wanna join? Of course you want.”, he smirked as he walked towards his big bathroom, leaving the door open for her to follow.

Tell me pretty lies Look me in the face Tell me that you love me Even if it's fake 'Cause I don't fucking care, at all

After showering together they walked towards the dining hall, ready for some breakfast. Y/n tried as best as she could to avoid running into one of his wives, she held a deep hatred towards the girls, just because she was jealous of them. 

She wanted to be called “wife” as well, his only wive. Negan slung his arm around her shoulders, pressing her into his side, kissed her temple and told her, that he’d need to talk to her later on. 

You've been out all night I don't know where you've been You're slurring all your words Not making any sense But I don't fucking care, at all

She found him hunched over his desk, glasses on, it seemed like he was reading something, the book seemed awfully familiar. The closer she got, the more she noticed that he was reading her diary. The diary that held all of her secrets in it, all the thoughts she had about him. 

“What are you doing with my diary?”, she was angry, this was private, nothing that he should read without her consent. “Why on gods earth did you never tell me? How could I be so blind?”, tears left her eyes, she was scared, scared about what he’d do, scared about losing him, not ready to let go of him and their friendship. 

“Because I know that you don’t feel the same. I didn’t want to lose you, Negan.”, her voice was shaky, he could barely understand her. 

'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care Like they ain't even there 'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care 'Cause I'm so fucking scared

Guilt flooded through him, Negan always knew that there was a slight chance about her falling for him, but he never thought about it actually coming true. Y/n was his best friend, she acted like she didn’t care about him being with his wives, not caring about his constant flirting with other women from the compound. 

But there was no denying that Negan had feelings for the y/e/c eyed, sarcastic woman he called his best friend as well. His calloused fingers grasped her wrist and pulled her closer, a small gasp leaving her lips. 

They held eye contact for a second before he slowly came closer and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I love you too y/n.” 

I'm only a fool for you And maybe you're too good for me I'm only a fool for you But I don't fucking care, at all, oh

[call-me-rei]

Chapter 28

“It’s all because I dreamt of you and woke up alone.”

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Opening my eyes was the hardest thing I had to do. The lights were too bright; there were too many noises. This wasn’t like the white nothingness I was in before. I wanted to go back just to get some peace and quiet.

But something brought me back from there. And I wanted to see it in person.

I tried to lift my eyelids but ended up fluttering them. The little vision I had was unfocused. I couldn’t make out anything around me except for bright lights. I was really getting tired of them. I squeezed my eyes shut when it became too much and tried focusing on the sounds around me instead.

Those damn beeps were still going; there were still people talking but in hushed voices. I could hear some game show on TV.

One voice stood out though, and it was right next to me.

“Kellin!”

I tried once again to open my eyes. I slowly blinked and centered my gaze on the white ceiling tiles above me. Once I was able to focus and my vision wasn’t as blurry, I turned my head slightly to my right. I saw Vic there with tears in his eyes.

“Hey,” he whispered.

I opened my mouth to speak but my throat was so dry. I sputtered out a cough; Vic was quick to place a cup of water with a straw in from of my lips. I sipped the cool liquid and took a deep breath.

“How are you feeling?” he asked when I regained composure.

I sighed. “Like I got hit by a bus.” His demeanor changed from relieved to one of sadness.

“Do you know where you are?”

I looked around me. I saw various machines around the small bed I was in, one of them being a heart monitor. I looked down at my right hand that had an IV in it. I looked at my body that was covered in cheap, thin sheets. Underneath the sheets was the paper gown I was wearing.

“I’m in a hospital,” I answered. Vic nodded. “What happened?”

“What do you remember?”

I thought about it. “You and I were FaceTiming and then Rick broke in...then there was a lot of fighting...” I trailed off. My memory got spotty there.

Vic sat down in a chair next to my bed. He rubbed his hands over his face. I looked at him quizzically. Did I miss something?

He blew out a breath before he spoke. “I don’t know if I should tell you now. I mean, you just woke up.” He seemed to be talking to himself more so than to me.

“How long was I out for?” I asked, bringing him out of his inner turmoil.

“About sixty-two hours,” he replied. My mouth hung open in shock. I was out for that long? I looked at my body, trying to assess how I was feeling. My head hurt and so did my chest. I looked over to my left side, seeing that my arm was in bandages. Now I really needed to know what happened to me.

“Vic,” I started. He didn’t let me continue. He sighed and saw the look in my eyes, the look that told him he shouldn’t keep this secret from me. He licked his lips before he spoke.

“Okay, but please don’t freak out. You just woke up and you’re stable. I don’t want you ruining that.” I nodded. Another sigh and a long pause came before he started.

“I’m not sure what happened in your house, but we were FaceTiming and yeah, Rick came in. It sounded like he was breaking shit; he was mad. I’m not exactly sure what you did because you put your phone in your pocket, but I’m certain you went to fight him. Obviously he had the upper hand because well...” He gestured to me in the hospital bed.

He took a deep breath, looking at me for a signal that he should keep going. I nodded at him.

“Anyway, I heard your mom yelling and that’s when I told Mike to call the cops. He and I drove to your place while we were still on FaceTime. When we got to your place, I heard your mom telling you to stay with her then I heard her yell.” He paused, wiping unshed tears from his eyes. “I wanted to go in there so bad, but Mike held me back. We waited for the cops and they took Rick out in cuffs and you and your mom went out in stretchers.

“They wouldn’t let Mike or me ride in the ambulance with you since we weren’t family, so we followed behind. Shit, they wouldn’t tell us anything once we got here. It was all, ‘You’re not family or next of kin’ bullshit.”

I could tell he was getting frustrated at the memory. I put my hand on top of his in an attempt to calm him down. He smiled slightly.

“I did find out some things from a really nice nurse,” he continued. “You got messed up pretty bad. You had some internal bleeding and a couple bruised ribs. Rick broke your arm. Well, more like shattered it, but they haven’t operated on it yet.”

I looked at my left arm in the bandages. The memory of Rick stepping on it came back to me. I shivered.

“You also got hit in the head. A lot. I’m not sure if you have a concussion or not. They wouldn’t tell me that.”

I nodded slightly. “Is that all? How’s my mom?”

Vic sighed. “From what the nurse told me she’s okay. You’re actually worse off than she is. I’m not sure what that means but the nurse said that she came in awake and she’s stable.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness my mom was still alive. I’d never forgive myself if I failed at trying to protect her.

“Do you know anything about Rick?” I asked. I watched Vic’s muscles tense and his jaw clench.

“Fuck him,” Vic seethed, clenching his fists. “I don’t know what happened aside from the fact he’s locked up. I hope he rots in prison for what he did to you. He’s lucky I didn’t go in there.” I reached my hand out to him which he took. I rubbed my thumb across the back of his hand. He seemed to calm down from the gesture.

“Thanks for coming to my rescue,” I said softly.

Vic nodded, not saying anything about it. It was obvious he was more than upset about everything that happened. Funny, I didn’t think he’d be this invested in me.

I took a moment to take all of Vic in. In my limbo dream Vic looked exhausted and stressed; that hadn’t changed since I woke up. His eyes were red and he had bags under them. His hair hadn’t been combed but I could tell it was clean. Maybe he went to take a shower while I was out. That’s when I noticed a duffle bag behind him. “Did you sleep here?”

Vic rubbed his neck. “Yeah, kinda.” I blinked at him. “I just…I didn’t want you to wake up alone.”

I smiled. “Aww you like me,” I teased.

“Shut up, Quinn.” I giggled. “But yeah, I’ve been here since you got out of surgery Saturday afternoon. Mike was cool enough to bring me clothes and shit. I’m really glad you have a full bathroom in this room.”

I rolled my eyes and rested my head back against my pillow, a small smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. I couldn’t deny that waking up after thinking I was dead was a relief, even better was having Vic there with me. I’m not sure when it happened, but I felt like I was safest with him around.

Something brushed against my knuckles. I turned and looked at Vic who was looking down at our hands. We were still attached, Vic rubbing his thumb across my fingers. I made a move to intertwine our fingers, but he moved his hand away and sat up when the door opened.

“Mr. Quinn, glad to see you’re awake,” a doctor spoke. I nodded, not knowing if I needed to respond. “How are you feeling?”

How was I feeling? A little rejected since Vic took his hand away, but I replied with a “I’m okay,” and let the doctor tell me what was wrong with me.

Vic got up and left the room before my doctor started going over everything. I frowned. If I didn’t feel rejected before I sure did then.

I tried to focus on what was being told to me. I had already had surgery when I came into the hospital after the attack to fix the internal bleeding, but I needed another surgery for my shattered arm. That would happen tomorrow. Today they were going to monitor my brain and make sure I didn’t have a TBI or concussion.

“Let me or a nurse know if you need anything.” I nodded and thanked the doctor before he left.

I laid back and huffed, still thinking about what Vic did. He was being so sweet earlier then he pulled away and walked out. Why would he do that? He’d been in this room with me for two days! What changed? Was it easier to be around me when I was unconscious and not as clingy?

Maybe I was overthinking as I usually did. Maybe it was nothing and I was making it out to be something. It sure did feel like something though.

Vic came back in a few minutes later. “I went down and told a nurse you were awake. I think someone should be here in a bit with some food.”

“Thanks,” I muttered. He nodded back at me and started putting things in his duffle bag. “Are you leaving?”

“Yeah,” he answered, not looking up at me. “I’ve been here for two days; I need to go home. Besides, school’s started again and I need to go. My parents will be pissed if I don’t.”

I nodded, not knowing what to say. Not that he was looking at me to see my action. He was being so cold all of a sudden. What did I do to deserve this?

“Well will you come back tomorrow after school?”

“Not sure.”

“Oh.”

He zipped up his bag and slung the strap over his shoulder. “I’ll check in later. Get some rest.”

I nodded. “Okay.” He gave me the slightest smile and patted my shoulder. Without another word he walked out of the room.

I sighed and rested against the pillow. My mind was racing with doubts. Maybe seeing me in this state turned Vic off from me. I wouldn’t blame him. I was broken and bruised, I had an abusive stepdad, and I was feeling - and probably being - clingy as fuck. Maybe this weekend brought those things to light.

My thoughts were interrupted with a nurse bringing in my dinner. I ate it in silence once she left. I stayed in silence after someone came and took my empty tray. I stayed silent when someone came to ask what I’d want to have for breakfast the next morning. I stayed silent through everything, but my thoughts were anything but silent for the remainder of the night.

[snakehoos]

MPREG:

Here's an order of @kaythejay ! It's for a fanfiction. I'll send you the link when I have it!

Stede and Ed take advantage of their little one's movement to smell him in the moonlight.

#OurFlagMeansDeath #ofmd #mpreg #StedeBonnet #edwardteach #BlackBear https://t.co/HbbnHqtYk1

[sheinain]

Me and my wiser other half just watched ofmd for a third time and just realized something which I haven't seen in any META (or I missed it if it was; we discovered ofmd just this Jan).

For last ep when we have Ed/Izzy-Threat scene I have seen a lot of meta and fanfictions which were explaining that scene as "Ed being afraid of being open and vulnerable" and saying that this was the reason to moving info being Blackbeared again.

I was accepting this even though I felt something off about this explanation (especially that whole Ravenge crew was nothing but supportive since he get back). What hit us today is that from Ed's perspective everything started to be different between him and Stede at point of going to academy. Based on his experience/his perspective Stede "run away from him" for the first time at the moment 1) seen him shaven and was absolutely shaken with that look (and even took lack of beared much harder than Ed himself) 2) was trying to ask/convince Ed to escape and get back to previous "setup" they had instead starting to accept new situation and "lack of Blackbeared". And at that poiny Stede phisically run from the barracs. He run so well that Ed had to look for him for quite some time (as he said when he reached the beach).

Then he kissed Stede and proposed to run away and leave behind "their old lives and their old identities" and build new ones based on what they have "found" in each other. Stede agrees but then never shows up to the meeting. And even while agreeing he was kinda stressed.

We as a viewers, we know what happened. We know that Stede's worry is that he is ruining Ed and as he is caring for him deeply, this is the last thing he wants to do. Plus considering his view of himself he is not realizing that by leaving he is hurting Ed. For him it is obvious that he cannot be THAT important to someone.

BUT Ed has no idea about that. From his perspective everything was fine between them as long as "a lot of Blackbeared" was still "in him" (even though Ed showed himself already as well and was fully accepted by Stede after the bathtub scene. So basically when Ed an Blackbeared were still very merged together). I do not think this thought fully came to him at that point. I think it hit him in the moment when Izzy confronted him saying he is pathethic by not being like he used to be. That now ALL he is "a namby-pamby in a silk dressing gown pining for his boyfriend". What i think was unspoken here but what Ed could have heared in his owne head is "and even this boyfriend of yours run away when he saw "naked" Ed, withouth any Blackbeared "flavor" on it. And thought the same, that this view is so pathethic he does not want to run away with you, with Ed". Ep 9 is the first one where we see Ed alone, withouth any Blackbeared identity.

And I think this is what could have made him flip into being Kraken (not Blackbeared! Until very end of ep he is not talking about himself as Blackbeared, only Kraken! Only the killer!). Stede left because Ed alone was not worth anything. I am wondering if we are right and if this self-hatered driven by such feelings and thoughts will be shown in s2.

Also curiouse to see what you think about it and if it was mentioned by someone before me :)