#blargxreader

[avrmee]

Cuddle bug -Blarg

Summary: Matt and his cuddle bug gf

Warnings: Fluff, some swear words

It was currently 2am and Matt was in his office streaming with Grizzy, Smitty and Puffer. He has been in there for 6 hours now.

You understood that it was his job and you loved that he would put so much work and effort in his videos but you were tired.

It has always been a struggle to fall asleep and stay asleep for as long as you can remember, and being in Matt's arms helped a lot with it.

You quietly walked down the hallway towards Matt's office. You were in sleeping shorts and one of his hoodies.

Standing by his door you knocked on it , not thinking he would hear you but he did and told you to come in so you did.

When you walked in, he turned around in his chair with a confused and worried expression on his face. He obviously thought you were fast asleep in your shared bed.

"You okay,sweetheart?" He asked softly. You had his full attention. His headphones were off his head and on the table and his camera was pointed a bit downward to give a little bit more privacy.

"I can't sleep" You said and walked into his open arms. Matt pulled you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"M'sorry for bothering you" You apologized as you layed your head on his shoulder.

Matt gently lifted your head to make you look up at him. "Don't apologize for that, it's okay. And your not bothering me, sweetheart" He said softly and kissed your forehead.

"Do you mind me finishing this stream or do you want me to end it?" Matt asked you, wanting you to be comfortable. "No you can finish the stream" You replied. "You sure? Because I will end it the second you say you want me too, sweetheart" Matt said ready to turn off everything and cuddle you in bed.

"I'm sure" You say with a soft giggle and cuddled further into his chest.

Matt just nodded. He positioned his camera in a way that they didn't really see you, maybe just a part of your hair but you were mainly out of frame.

He knew you liked your privacy and he always respected that boundary.

So Matt finished the stream with you fast asleep in his lap.

Hii guys sorry I haven't posted in a while.

Uni is kicking my in the ass tbh

But I hope you enjoy and have a nice day <3

[darkenedroses-world]

Two’s Company — Matt x Reader

f!reader, pregnancy, childbirth, request❤️

Earlier that day, the sun streamed through the windows, bathing the living room in a warm golden glow as Matt was upstairs recording with a few of the guys for their channels. Meanwhile, you went about your usual routine, tending to your son, Noah, who was peacefully napping in his little bassinet swing. As the afternoon wore on, you felt a sudden wave of nausea wash over you, causing your stomach to twist uncomfortably. Ignoring it at first, you chalked it up to moving around too much. But when the sensation persisted, you knew you had to make a quick dash to the bathroom downstairs. Rinsing your mouth and splashing some water on your face, you glanced at your reflection in the mirror, sighing heavily. "Must've been something I ate," you muttered to yourself before heading back to the living room, moving a bit slower this time, wary of feeling nauseous again. Later that night, as you continued to feel unwell and kept getting up to throw up, Matt was woken up by your repeated trips to the bathroom.

Concern etched his features as he came to check on you, finding you hunched over the toilet bowl. “Are you okay?” He asked as he stood next to you. “I'm fine, Matt," you insisted weakly between retches, but he wasn't convinced. "Maybe you should see a doctor tomorrow," he suggested, rubbing your back comfortingly as you gagged again. “Maybe you have a stomach bug or something.” He voiced the possibility of why you were throwing up. The next day, as Matt watched over Noah, you made your way to urgent care to get checked out. “Hello, I’m Dr. Johnson, what seems to be the problem today?” She asked and you let out a little sigh. “I’ve been feeling nauseous and throwing up since yesterday.” You told her and she nodded before asking if there were any other symptoms like fever, loss of appetite or fatigue but you just shook your head and said that it was only the nausea and vomit. “Okay, then I’m going to do a few tests to see what might be the problem, okay?”

You nodded as you did everything she had asked you and provided for you to do for her. After a battery of tests, the doctor came back in with her clipboard and delivered unexpected news. “So, there is a possibility that you might be pregnant.” Stunned, you stammered out that you had just given birth two and a half months ago. “Well, it’s not impossible," Dr. Johnson explained gently. "Your body is capable of ovulating again shortly after childbirth. But, since we did some blood work, we will know for sure when those come back.” She told you. “O-okay, and when do you know?” “Well, blood work takes a few days for results to show, but I’ll make sure to call and let you know what happens, okay?” Leaving the clinic in a daze, you couldn't shake the lingering fear and uncertainty. What would Matt think? How would he react to the news of another baby on the way so soon? Days passed, and while the nausea lessened, your hunger increased.

Snacking on the couch with Noah, your phone rang, interrupting the quiet afternoon. It was Dr. Johnson with the results. “Hello?" you answered, your heart pounding in your chest. “Hi, this is Dr. Johnson,” came the voice on the other end. “I have your test results from the blood work.” She began and you took a deep breath. “A-and the results? What did they say?” “From the looks of the blood work, you’re pregnant, about 12 weeks along.” She told you and shock coursed through you as you thanked the doctor and hung up. You were pregnant again. How would you tell Matt? Would he be happy, or would he feel overwhelmed? Later that night, as you and Matt sat together in the living room, you struggled to find the right words to tell him. Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice when Matt asked if you were okay. “Huh?" you replied, snapping out of your reverie. "Oh, yeah, I'm... I'm fine," you said, your voice faltering.

Concern flickered in Matt's eyes as he rubbed your back, sensing your hesitation. "What's wrong?" he asked gently, his tone filled with worry. Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to find the courage to speak. “Hey, hey, are you okay?” He asked with worry as he turned to you. You cried a little before sniffling and finally looking at him. “I... I'm pregnant," you finally blurted out, your voice trembling. Matt's expression softened as he wiped away your tears. "Hey, hey, it's okay," he murmured, pulling you into a comforting embrace. "I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart." Relief flooded through you as you buried your face in his chest, overwhelmed with gratitude and love for the man who stood by your side through thick and thin.

You sniffled again before taking a deep shaky breath. “You good now?” Matt asked and you nodded. “Good.” He then pulled you close to him as he laid back on the couch. “Did you hear what I said?” You asked and he nodded. “Of course I heard you.” “And.. are you okay with that?” You questioned but he laughed which made you raise a brow as you watched him before he let out a small sigh, a smile on his face. “Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh, it’s just that you think I’m not okay with this.” he chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I be okay with this?” “It’s just.. I’m scared that you wouldn’t be since I just gave birth to Noah three months ago…” You confessed and Matt snickered before kissing your forehead. “Of course I don’t mind you being pregnant again. It just means that Noah has a sibling close in age with him. Super close.” You giggled before you giggled and look at him. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” You asked again and Matt just smiled before giving you a gentle kiss.

“I am very happy right now, you have no idea.” You felt the tears form in your eyes again before you kissed him again. As you laid there with Matt rubbing your back, you felt him move a little and you looked to see him smiling to himself. “What?” You asked and he looked at you. “Just wondering if it’ll be a girl this time. Y’know, just to balance us out.” You snorted at him. “I hope so, I don’t want to be outnumbered.” You responded and a mischievous smile went across his face. “You know what? I hope it’s another bit so all three of us can gang up on you. We can make you buy anything we want.” You let out a fake gasp as you playfully swatted at him and he laughed. “Rude! You are so rude!” You giggled but he just laughed. “His name will be bartholomew!” He laughed as he blocked your swats. “Ew! Matt no!!” You laughed, hitting him again. “What about Jesus? Or Bob? Or maybe even Waldo!” “Matt, noooo!” You kept saying and hitting at him, reveling in the warmth of his presence as Noah let out a soft, sleepy sigh, the room filled with the promise of new beginnings and boundless love.

[avrmee]

Hiiii guys here is some more info about my blog and me. Mostly the blog

MEEEEEE

I am 20

I study actuarial Science

I grew up in South Africa

My mom is German/Austrian and my dad is South African/Russian (I'm whiter than white. That's what my friends say because I'm pale and I am mostly European)

My favourite colours are green, brown and Black (don't even start with the black is a shade... NO)

I am bisexual

I have 2 cats named Fiona and Shrek because Shrek is my favourite movie and why not

I have a total of 15 tattoos but like 10 of them are small and 5 of them are pretty big so yeah

I only have 3 piercings (ears and nose)

My dad used to be in the military but sadly passed away during a mission or whatever you call it 3 months ago.

I was a MASSIVE daddy's girl

My birthday is 19 February

I have a motorcycle and she's my baby

If you want to know more about me then you can ask I don't mind ♡

BLOGGGGG

What I'll write...

Pretty much anything except very graphic rape scenes, murder ect.

I do write smut but I'm not THE BEST but I am working on it

I will write any form of self harm, sexual assault, drug abuse ect but like I said not too graphic and there will be a trigger warning

FLUFFFF

angst. But I will need my trusted sad ass playlist so yeah

I will do daddy and mommy kink but you know I don't really float in that boat but yeah I called my dad daddy & dadda as a kid until now

You HAVE to give me scenarios to write from. It could be videos or photo or prompts but please don't give me just "can you write something for ______ x reader" please no I'm not that creative

Who I'll write for...

Keep in mind that I will add to this and if you want me to write for someone that isn't on this list then you can still request something about them💗

Youtubers/streamers;;;

Blarg

Smii7y

Grizzy

Pezzy

Puffer

Soup

Thedooo

Mcnasty

Swaggersouls

Actors;;;

Norman Reedus (MY MANNNNN 🧎‍♀️😫)

Christian Serratos

Arists;;;

BILLIE EILISH (my wife, the women that made me realize I like womannnn)

James Hetfield (my new hyperfixation!!!)

Game characters;;;

Simon "ghost" riley

Soap McTavish

John price

I WILL ADD TO THE LIST LATER ONN BUT FOR NOW THIS IS ITT

If the character or person you want is not on here still feel free to request something about them 💗

I won't do the request in one day so please be patient because what I study is genuinely a pain in my ass but I will try and post as soon as possible lovies 💗💗

[avrmee]

Please I need somthing blarg x reader this man has nothing and I need fics or if any recommendations are out there I will take them

Yes- Matt (Blarg)

Summary: After 6 years of dating, Matt finally pops the question you've been waiting for for 2 years.

Warnings: none

Today was like any other day. It started with you waking up next to your boyfriend of 6 years, Matt. Having breakfast and just chilling until you two took a walk on the beach

You and Matt were on vacation, just the two of you. It was a nice change of scenery from the cold Canadian weather and you enjoyed it.

You had on your cutest outfit as you walked on the sand with your hand in Matt's hands.

Matt on the other hand was nervous. He had been thinking about proposing for a year now but he always chickened out last minute. He thought right now was the perfect time and he had brought the ring with him just in case he's finally brave enough.

After a few more minutes of walking hand in hand, you stopped to admire the sunset. While you were admiring the sunset Matt took the ring out of his pocket.

He was finally building up the courage to get down on one knee and ask the love of his life to marry him.

"Y/n. I'm not very good at this type of stuff so sorry in advance" Matt joked to ease his nerves a bit.

You looked at him confused but still gave him your brightest smile.

"What's going on?" You asked and turned fully towards him. You still had that beautiful smile on your face that he loved

"Ok uhm... I love you, I really do. You are the reason I'm excited to wake up and experience another day because that means that I get to see you. I still remember the day that I met you and as cliche as this might sound, I was head over heels right there and then. Nothing in this world makes me happier than you do, Doug too of course. Everytime I look at you my heart beats faster because you are just so beautiful and kind and funny. It's a miracle that you feel the same. There is nothing in this world that I want more then to spend every single day of my life with you and only you. You are the love of my life and I want to ask you if you Y/n Y/l/n want to marry me?" Matt said he's speech as he got down on one knee. He opened the ring box too and held it in front of him.

You had tears in your eyes and your hands were shaking slightly. When Matt finally asked you to marry him you jumped into his arms and said yes through tears.

You two held each other for a few moments before Matt pulled back too put the ring on your finger.

As soon as he did he pulled you in for a long kiss. Savouring the moment in each other's arms.

Hiii hope this was okay and I hope you enjoyyyyy❤❤

[avrmee]

Baby- Blarg

Summary: You tell Matt that you are pregnant

Warnings: fluff, not proofread

Matt was out having fun with the boys since they came here to visit him and smitty. You were home alone watching some random show you put on the TV.

But you couldn't focus on it. Not when you have the same thought running through your mind.

You are pregnant.

You were waiting for Matt to arrive since he has been gone the day. During the whole time Matt was gone, you went to the doctor to confirm the fact that you were pregnant.

You didn't really know how to tell Matt. You have seen cute ways to tell him but you didn't have the time to do so. You had work too.

So you just opted with showing him the pregnancy test and and scan.

Your were so lost in thought that you didn't hear the front door open.

"Hey babe" Matt spoke against your cheek after he kissed it softly. His hands were on your shoulder as he stood behind the couch you were sitting on.

You let out a soft hum.

Matt sat on the comfy couch next to you and cuddled a bit into you. His head was on your shoulder and he played with the ring on your finger.

It was silent for a few moments before you spoke up. "How was your day?" You asked with a smile.

"It was great, Smitty almost died though" Matt talked about his day in a sleepy tone. You gave him a weird look at what he said. "He's just dramatic. He fell down the stairs" Matt let out a laugh at the memory that happened 4 hours ago.

You just laughed along with him. "How was yours?" Matt asked you. His face was smooshed in the crook of your neck. He placed featherlight kisses on your neck.

"It was good" you replied. You were silent for a few seconds before you spoke again. "I need to tell you something Matt"

Matt lifted his head up from your shoulder and looked at with concern. You seemed nervous and you being nervous made him nervous.

Matt wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you onto his lap. "What's wrong?" He asked you. His fingers rubbing soft circles on your hips.

"Well uhm, I'm pregnant" your voice was soft as you showed Matt the pregnancy test and the scan.

Matt didn't say anything as he looked at you with shock in his eyes.

"Matt? Are you ma-" you were cut off by Matt smashing his lips onto yours. The kiss was soft and tender as he held your face in his hands.

Matt pulled away and looked at you with awe. His eyes were glossy. "We're going to have a baby?" He asked. His voice was so soft.

You just nodded your head and Matt instantly pulled you into his arms. He couldn't believe it.

"I love you so much" Matt whispered into your ears as he kissed all over your face

Hiii guys, sorry it's short. I just wanted to give you guys SOMETHING because I feel bad that I don't post often.

I luv you guysss have a great dayyy🫶🏻

Requests are open <3

[avrmee]

If your requests are still open could you pretty please do a cuddle fic with Blarg, with the reader being the big spoon.

Wrapped in your arms- Blarg

Summary: You are big spoon while cuddling with Matt

Warnings: none just fluff

It was pretty late at night when Matt woke up from his slumber. He was woken up by some random nightmare he had.

Matt tried to stand up to use the bathroom but felt the weight of another body on his, making him completely still his movements for a few seconds.

He turned his head a bit to look at you and smiled at the sight of you wrapped around him like a koala. You were out like a light and you had soft snores falling from your soft lips.

Matt gently moved you off of him so that your cheek was resting on the pillow instead of his chest.

He quietly got up from your shared bed and turned on the light. You stirred a bit so Matt closed the door to stop the light waking you up.

After a few seconds, Matt walked back into the bedroom and turned off the light. He chuckled a bit when he saw you sitting uptight and looking around the room in confusion.

Once your eyes landed on him, you instantly opened your arms for him to cuddle with you.

Matt climbed on top of the bed and motioned for you to turn around so that he could cuddle you.

Instead of him cuddling you, you tapped his shoulder as if to say that he should turn around. Matt did just that and laid his head gently on your arm that was placed under his head.

You loosely wrapped your arm around his shoulders as you laid one of your legs on top of his hip.

You could feel Matt melting into the embrace as he fell asleep to your fingers running through his hair, scratching his scalp softly.

You loved when he allowed you to take care of him, even if it was something as small as just holding him while he sleeps. It was rare occasion but a sweet one when it happens

After a few moments, you fell asleep, holding the love of your life

Hiii sorry for it taking so long. I've just been busy with university but I hope you liked it love 🫶🏻

[avrmee]

Requests are open 💗💗

[darkenedroses-world]

Gentle Confessions — Blarg x Reader

confession, first date, request❤️

The sun dipped lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the park as you sat beside Matt on the weathered wooden bench. Your heart hammered in your chest, each beat echoing in your ears as you wrestled with the words you longed to say. You stole a glance at Matt, his profile bathed in the warm hues of the setting sun. He was engrossed in recounting a funny story from his childhood, his laughter filling the air. You couldn’t help but smile at his infectious joy, but beneath the surface, your nerves churned like a tempest. As Matt’s laughter faded into the background, a heavy silence settled between you, broken only by the distant chirping of crickets. You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt, the fabric twisting anxiously between your fingers. The words sat heavy on your tongue, begging to be released, but fear held them captive, trapping them in the recesses of your mind. Finally, you summoned the courage to speak, your voice barely more than a whisper.

“Matt, there’s something I need to tell you,” you began, your words stumbling over each other in their haste to escape. “It’s just… I’ve never been with anyone before. Like, I’ve never kissed anyone or held hands romantically. You’re actually my first boyfriend.” Matt’s eyes widened in surprise, his expression a mix of shock and curiosity. “Wow,” he breathed, his voice soft with wonder. “I had no idea. Thank you for trusting me enough to share that with me.” You nodded, feeling a rush of relief wash over you at his understanding. “It’s just… I’ve always been so afraid of getting close to someone, of letting them see me vulnerable,” you confessed, your voice trembling with emotion. “But with you, it’s different. I feel safe, like I can be myself without fear of judgment.” Matt reached out, his hand finding yours and giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’m honored that you feel that way about me,” he said sincerely, his eyes filled with warmth.

“And I want you to know that I’ll always cherish and respect your boundaries. We can take things as slow as you need to.” Tears welled up in your eyes, moved by his kindness and acceptance. “Thank you,” you whispered, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. “I’m so lucky to have you in my life.” As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in shades of orange and gold, a gentle breeze rustled through the trees, carrying with it a sense of peace and possibility. You and Matt sat in companionable silence, the weight of your shared revelation lingering in the air like a whispered promise.With a soft sigh, Matt leaned closer, his shoulder brushing against yours in a gesture of comfort and solidarity. "You know, I've never really been good at this whole relationship thing either," he confessed, a sheepish grin playing at the corners of his lips. "But with you, it just feels right. Like we're figuring it out together, one nervous confession at a time."

A laugh bubbled up from deep within you, the sound ringing out like music in the quiet of the evening. "Yeah," you agreed, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. "I guess we're both stumbling through this whole love thing together, huh?" Matt nodded, his gaze warm and affectionate as he looked at you. "Together," he echoed softly, as if the word held a world of promise and possibility. And as you sat together on that park bench, bathed in the soft glow of twilight, you knew that this was only the beginning of your journey together. With each nervous confession and shared moment of vulnerability, you were building something beautiful and real—a love that was strong enough to weather any storm, and brave enough to embrace the uncertainties of the future.

[darkenedroses-world]

Pleasure’s Apology — Blarg x Reader

f!reader, softdom!matt, request❤️

The air was thick with tension as you and Matt stood facing each other, your voices raised in a heated argument. “I can’t believe you would do this to me, Matt!” you exclaimed, your fists clenched at your sides. “I didn’t mean to upset you, babe, it was just a misunderstanding,” Matt replied, frustration evident in his voice. “Well, it sure didn’t feel like a misunderstanding when you blew off our plans without even a phone call!” You shot back, your anger boiling over. “I said I was sorry, okay? I had a last-minute work emergency, I couldn’t help it,” Matt retorted, his tone defensive. “That’s not good enough, Matt! You always prioritize work over us, and I’m sick of it!” You yelled, tears of frustration welling up in your eyes. Matt’s jaw clenched as he struggled to find the right words to say, realizing the extent of the hurt he had caused. You stormed away from him to cool off because you were afraid you would say something to hurt his feelings and that only pissed you off more.

After the argument had subsided, Matt knew he had to make things right with you. He found you sitting on the couch, your arms crossed and your expression guarded. Approaching you slowly, Matt took a deep breath before speaking. “Hey, can we talk?” You glanced up at him, your gaze wary but curious. “What is it?” “I’m sorry, okay? I messed up, and I know I hurt you,” Matt began, his voice soft and contrite. You remained silent, waiting for him to continue. “I want to make it up to you,” Matt continued, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. “Let me show you how much you mean to me.” Your skepticism softened slightly at his words, curiosity flickering in your eyes. “How?” Matt took your hand in his, guiding you to your feet. “Trust me,” he said simply, leading you to the bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, Matt closed the door behind you, shutting out the outside world and leaving only the two of you in the intimate space.

Soft ambient light filled the room, casting a warm glow over the plush furnishings and inviting bed. With gentle hands, Matt began to undress you, his touch tender and reverent as he traced the curves of your body. Each article of clothing fell away with purpose, revealing smooth skin and the subtle curves that made you uniquely beautiful. “You’re so beautiful,” Matt murmured, his voice filled with sincerity as he pressed kisses along your exposed skin, trailing a path of warmth and affection. His lips brushed against your collarbone, your neck, your shoulders, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake. Your breath caught in your throat as Matt’s hands explored your body, igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment. His touch was both gentle and possessive, a testament to the depth of his desire and the intensity of his love. As Matt lowered you onto the bed, your eyes locked in a silent exchange of raw emotion.

There was a hunger in his gaze, an unspoken longing that mirrored your own, as if you were both searching for something lost in the chaos of your argument. “I love you,” Matt whispered against your lips, his words a promise of devotion and commitment. And then he surrendered to the primal urge that consumed you both, his body moving with purpose and passion as he sought to reconnect with you on a deeper, more intimate level. Your lovemaking was a symphony of whispered words and passionate touches, each movement fueled by the desire to reaffirm your bond and reignite the flame that had flickered in the darkness of your disagreement. With each soft kiss and tender caress, Matt worshipped you, his love pouring out in every touch and every whispered word. “You’re so good for me,” he murmured as he explored every inch of your body, leaving no part untouched by his adoration.

And as he entered you fully, filling you completely, he whispered words of praise and affirmation, each one a testament to the depth of his desire and the intensity of his passion. “That’s it, my good girl,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. “You feel so perfect, so right.” His movements were slow and deliberate, he savored every sensation, every sound that escaped your lips. With each thrust, he whispered words of praise and adoration, his voice a soothing melody that filled the room with warmth and desire. “You're so perfect," Matt murmured, his breath hot against your skin as he buried himself deep inside you. "So fucking perfect." His words sent shivers down your spine, igniting a fire within you that burned brighter with each passing moment. You clung to him desperately, your nails digging into his skin as you surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your veins. With each thrust, Matt pushed you closer to the edge of ecstasy, his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate as he chased his own release.

But even as he sought his own pleasure, his focus remained on you, on making sure you felt every ounce of pleasure he could give you. "You're mine," Matt growled, his voice husky with desire as he drove himself deeper into you. "All mine." And with those words, you felt yourself unraveling, your body tensing with the intensity of your climax. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, leaving you breathless and utterly spent in its wake. But even as the aftershocks of your orgasm subsided, Matt showed no signs of slowing down. He continued to move within you, his pace relentless as he chased his own release. And when he finally came, his body tensed with the force of his release, his cries of pleasure mingling with yours in the darkness of the room. “Cum for me, baby,” he whispered, his words a gentle command that set your pulse racing. “Cum all over me.”

And with those words, you felt yourself tipping over the edge once again, your body convulsing with the force of your release as you cried out his name, your pleasure mingling with his in a symphony of ecstasy. In that moment, as you lay tangled in each other’s embrace, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had Matt by your side, you would always find a way to overcome them. And as you drifted off to sleep in his arms, you felt a sense of peace wash over you, knowing that you were loved, cherished, and adored beyond measure. As dawn broke through the window, casting soft rays of light across the room, Matt pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, his touch tender and reassuring. “I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice filled with sincerity. “I’m sorry for everything.” You smiled up at him, your heart overflowing with love and forgiveness. “I forgive you,” you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper.

“As long as you can treat me like this again afterwards.” Matt chuckled softly, the sound like music to your ears. “Alright,” he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Then I’ll piss you off more than ever before.”

[darkenedroses-world]

Safe Haven — Blarg x Reader

f!reader, reader w/ autism, requested story❤️

The sun hung high in the sky, casting its warm rays over the bustling streets of the neighborhood. Laughter echoed as the group of friends, including Smii7y, Grizzy, and the rest of the gang, strolled leisurely through the park. Birds chirped in the trees, and the scent of freshly cut grass filled the air. You walked alongside them, your heart lighter than it had been in days. It was a rare occasion when all of you could hang out together, and you relished every moment of it. But beneath the surface of your excitement lurked a subtle unease, a quiet worry that gnawed at the edges of your mind. As the day progressed, you tried to push those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the joy of the present moment. You joined in the banter and laughter, soaking in the warmth of friendship like a soothing balm to your soul. But with each passing minute, the absence of one particular friend weighed heavier on your heart.

Matt, your closest confidant and source of comfort, was away on a trip. His absence left a gaping hole in your world, a void that no amount of laughter or distraction could fill. You missed his reassuring presence, his understanding gaze, and the safety of his embrace. As the afternoon sun dipped lower in the sky, your anxiety reached a crescendo. You tried to ignore it, to lose yourself in the simple pleasures of the moment, but the worry gnawed relentlessly at your insides. The laughter around you blurred into a cacophony of noise, overwhelming your senses.

And then, without warning, it happened.

A wave of panic crashed over you, sweeping away the fragile facade of composure you had desperately clung to. Sensory overload assaulted your senses, each sound and movement amplified to a deafening roar. Your chest tightened, breath coming in short, shallow gasps as the world spun around you in dizzying circles. “Hey, are you okay?” Grizzy’s voice pierced through the haze of your mind, filled with concern. But you couldn’t respond. Words eluded you, trapped behind a barrier of fear and confusion. All you could do was clutch at your chest, nails digging into the fabric of your shirt as you fought to keep the rising tide of panic at bay. “Guys, something’s wrong,” Smii7y’s voice sounded distant, muffled as if coming from underwater. Frantic whispers filled the air as your friends gathered around you, their faces blurred and indistinct. You wanted to reach out to them, to reassure them that you were fine, but the words remained trapped inside you, a silent scream echoing in the depths of your mind.

Puffer’s voice cut through the chaos, urgent and panicked, as he dialed Matt’s number. “Matt, you need to come back. Something’s happened to your girlfriend. We don’t know what to do.” Despite their best efforts, your friends couldn’t calm you down. Your meltdown persisted, each passing moment stretching into eternity as the world spun out of control around you. After what felt like an eternity, the familiar sound of Matt’s voice broke through the chaos like a beacon of hope. “What’s going on? Is she okay?” Your friends explained the situation as best they could, their words rushed and frantic with worry. But even their voices seemed distant and far away, drowned out by the storm raging inside your mind. And then, just when it felt like all hope was lost, a familiar figure emerged from the crowd. Matt, your anchor in the storm, pushed his way through the throng of concerned faces, his eyes searching desperately for you.

“What happened?” he asked, his voice soft and steady as he knelt beside you. Your friends explained everything, their words a blur as you struggled to focus through the fog of your panic. But Matt didn’t need words to understand. He simply wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close in a comforting embrace. “It’s okay,” he murmured, his voice a soothing balm against the chaos. “I’m here now. You’re safe.” Slowly, as if drawn by the gravity of his touch, the panic began to recede, leaving behind a sense of calm in its wake. You clung to him like a lifeline, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as you buried your face against his chest. “I’ve got you,” he whispered, holding you close as he gently rocked you back and forth. “I’ve always got you.” And in that moment, surrounded by the steady beat of his heart and the warmth of his embrace, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would always find refuge in his arms.

[darkenedroses-world]

Here’s a little something I made w the help of a friend!

Submission and Surrender — Matt x Reader

Mentions of dominance and submission, calling a man beautiful, slight orgasm control/denial(?)

The night began like any other, with drinks flowing freely among the close-knit group of friends—Puffer, Grizzy, Smii7y, Matt, and the rest of the group. Laughter echoed off the walls as they regaled each other with tales of past exploits and shared inside jokes that only they understood. As the conversation veered towards more risqué topics, Matt, with his trademark smirk, leaned back in his chair, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice laced with faux confidence, "I've always been a dominant kind of guy." His declaration was met with a chorus of teasing remarks from the others. "Sureee," Puffer chimed in with a chuckle. "Yeah, okay buddy," Grizzy added, shaking his head in amusement. "Whatever you say, Matt," Smii7y interjected, a playful grin spreading across his face. But amidst the laughter and banter, you couldn't help but roll your eyes.

You knew the truth about Matt, knew that beneath his bravado lay a submissive streak a mile wide. It was a secret known only to you, a side of him that few were privileged enough to witness. With a knowing smile, you locked eyes with Matt, a silent challenge passing between you. "Is that so?" you replied, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "Because last time I checked, you were the one who couldn't resist begging for mercy." The reaction was immediate—Matt's expression shifted, a mix of surprise and amusement playing across his features as he realized you were calling his bluff. The others looked on, curiosity piqued by the sudden change in dynamics. “Well, well, well," Smii7y teased, his grin widening. "Looks like we've got ourselves a challenger." As the night wore on, the playful banter continued, punctuated by the occasional sly remark from Matt and your equally cheeky retorts.

But beneath the surface, there was a palpable tension, a silent acknowledgment of the unspoken connection between you—a connection that promised to ignite into something far more intoxicating before the night was through.

As the night wore on and the others gradually succumbed to the effects of their indulgence, you and Matt found yourselves sitting closer together, the warmth of the alcohol coursing through your veins. With the room now quiet save for the soft murmur of the television and the occasional snore from one of the passed-out friends, you and Matt shared whispered conversations, the rest of the world fading into insignificance around you. "You know," Matt murmured, his voice low and intimate as he leaned in closer to you, "you always seem to see right through me." A soft chuckle escaped your lips as you met his gaze, the connection between you sparking to life once more. "That's because I know you better than anyone else," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "Even when you try to pretend otherwise." Matt's eyes softened, a hint of vulnerability shining through as he reached out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face.

"I never could fool you, could I?" he mused, a fond smile tugging at the corners of his lips. You shook your head, your heart swelling with affection as you returned his smile. "Not in a million years." In that moment, it felt as though the world had faded away, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of shared intimacy. Despite the chaos that surrounded you, you found solace in each other's presence, a silent understanding passing between you that transcended mere words. With a knowing smirk, you led Matt to the bedroom, a silent understanding passing between you. As he followed, a hint of hesitation flickered in his eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the impending shift in dynamics. Once inside, the dim light cast shadows across the room, adding to the anticipation that hung thick in the air. "You know exactly where you belong," you whispered, your voice low and commanding, as you guided him towards the bed.

Matt's breath hitched at your words, a mixture of excitement and apprehension dancing in his eyes. "Yes," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, a silent acceptance of his place beneath you. With practiced ease, you removed his shirt before commanding him to remove his pants and boxers, to which he did with no hesitation. Then you pointed towards the bed, telling him to lay down and once he did, you began to restrain his arms, securing them firmly to the bed frame. His muscles tensed momentarily, a fleeting resistance that only served to heighten the thrill of the moment. "Relax," you reassured him, your touch gentle yet firm as you trailed your fingers along his skin. You savored the sight of his reactions, each gasp and shudder sending a jolt of desire coursing through you. His body, once his own, now lay exposed and vulnerable before you, a testament to his submission and your control.

"You look so beautiful like this," you whispered, your voice thick with desire as you drank in the sight of him laid bare before you. Matt's cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, his gaze meeting yours with unwavering trust. With a sense of reverence, you explored every inch of him, your fingers tracing the contours of his skin as if committing them to memory. Each touch elicited a response, a soft moan or a sharp intake of breath, fueling the fire of your desire. But as your own arousal grew, you couldn't resist using him for your own pleasure, denying him any release as you reveled in the power you held over him. With each caress, each whispered command, you pushed him to the brink of desperation, his whimpers and pleas music to your ears. "Please," he begged, his voice low and needy, his body arching towards you in silent supplication. "Please, I need... I need to cum."

But you remained steadfast in your resolve, denying him even as his arousal reached its peak. It was a game of control and submission, a dance of desire and denial that left you both breathless and wanting more. With a smirk, you gazed down at Matt, his desire evident in the pleading look in his eyes. "Then tell me who's in control," you whispered, your voice thick with authority. "Tell me, and maybe I'll allow you to cum with me." For a moment, Matt hesitated, the struggle evident on his face. But the undeniable evidence of his arousal betrayed his resolve, leaving him with no choice but to submit. "Y-you," he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of embarrassment and need coloring his words. Satisfied with his response, you positioned yourself above him, straddling his hips as you prepared to claim your pleasure. With a slow, deliberate motion, you slid down on top of him, relishing in the sharp intake of breath that escaped his lips.

As you began to move, your movements slow and deliberate, Matt's whimpers filled the room, his voice a constant stream of need and desire. With each thrust, each gasp of pleasure, you felt yourself drawing closer to the edge, fueled by the intoxicating mix of power and submission that enveloped you both. As the intensity of your movements increased, so did Matt's desperation. With each thrust, each gasp of pleasure, his whimpers grew louder, his body arching towards you in silent supplication. "Please," he begged, his voice raw with need, "need t’ cum, please." His pleas fueled your desire, spurring you on to greater heights of passion. With each movement, you could feel yourself drawing closer to the edge, the need for release building to a fever pitch. And just as you reached the peak of ecstasy, a surge of adrenaline coursing through your veins, you made your decision.

With a swift motion, you undid the restraints from Matt's hands, his fingers immediately finding purchase on your skin as he pulled you close. In that moment, there was no hesitation, no doubt—only the overwhelming rush of desire as your lips met in a fervent kiss. As you moved together in perfect harmony, the sensations overwhelming your senses, you both reached the pinnacle of pleasure simultaneously. With a chorus of whimpers and soft moans filling the room, you surrendered to the ecstasy of the moment, lost in the shared bliss of your climax. And as the waves of pleasure washed over you, you knew that this moment would be etched into your memory forever—a testament to the undeniable connection between you, a bond forged in desire and sealed with love.