#fuck matty healy btw always that

[sakiye]

westerners (especially white straight ones) love to think that they know anything about anything when it comes to issues like homophobia in other countries and then will make life actively worse for the lgbt+ people in those countries and still come out of it thinking that they're the hero

[lust4lifemelanie]

𝑫𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆? pt 1

| Matty Healy x reader

Summary: Friends to lovers, reader is kinda blind, playful flirting, slow burn, lightly based off fallingforyou. Btw this is really short but trust the process 🙏🏻

A/N: We are soo back, i’m actually so sorry for being so unactive i’ve had so much writers block. I hope y’all enjoy this one though.

Your clock read 9:30 p.m., as you were finishing last-minute homework you heard a knock on your window, making you jump slightly. You open your window and scoff when you see your best friend's face smiling like a dork.

“Really, was that really necessary?" You roll your eyes. “Yes, now can I come in? It's cold as fuck out here.” Matty practically whines, which you couldn't help but smirk at.

"Fine, but be quiet.” You open the window wider so he can crawl through. "I'm always quiet.” He scoffs as he climbs through the window.

“Since when? You never know when to shut your gob.” You tease him as you watch him climb through your window.

“Um? Yes, I do. I just prefer not to.” He stands up. “Whatever, why are you here? I thought your band had practice or something?” You look at him, slightly confused, as you sit down on your bed.

“We finished early; Hann’s mum wanted him home, fuckin pussy,” he says as he sits next to you on your bed. "Plus, I wanted to see you, I feel like we haven’t hung out in forever,” he adds on.

“So you crawled through my window at night because you missed me? Aw, Matty, have you gone soft?” You tease and pinch his cheek.

He playfully slaps your hand away and rolls his eyes. "I'm starting to regret coming here.” You smile softly. You’ve known Matty since primary school, but after he met that group of guys and started that band, you two kind of drifted away from each other. 

“Anyway, how was band practice?” As you gently look into his soft brown eyes, a crooked smile forms on his face. “It was good; we're working on a new song at the moment, so it's been a little more difficult than usual.” He scoots a little closer to you. 

“You should come to practice sometime; it's actually quite funny watching George get mad when he messes up.” He adds on, the smile remaining on his face. 

“I mean, I’d love to, but I don't want to be a bother or something.” After the sentence leaves your mouth, Matty instantly shakes his head.

“You wouldn't be a bother; Hann’s girlfriend always comes to the practices." You sigh because you know he isn't going to shut up until he gets what he wants.

“Fine Matthew, I'll go since you're so desperate to get me there.” Your sarcasm makes him roll his eyes again.

“Please, you practically jumped at the chance."  

For the next hour, you and Matty talked. Your favorite thing about hanging out with Matty was that you didn't feel uncomfortable with him. You could talk to him about anything; guys around your age were gross and annoying, but Matty wasn't; he was sweet and actually funny.

As your mid-conversation matty's eyes wander to the clock on your nightstand, his eyes go wide. "Shit, I missed curfew. My mums going to be pissed. I got to go, but I'll see you later, Bye Y/N”

You smile softly. “Bye Matty, I’ll pray that Denise doesn't kill you." He flips you off before climbing out of your window, getting on his bike, and riding away.

 The next week, Matty got his way, you were sitting on the floor of his basement with your back against the wall, watching and listening to his band rehearse.

 Something about Matty's voice singing was oddly comforting for you. He had a way with his words; you weren't the biggest fan of rock or indie, but for him, you’d be the first one at the barricade.

After the rehersal, Matty sat down next to you and asked, “So what’d you think?” He smiles softly, looking at you with his pretty brown eyes.

“I surprising liked it.” You smiled back, he couldn't help but scoff, “Suprisingly? that sounds backhanded."

“Shut up. I didn't have to give you a good rating. Be grateful that I'm nice.” You say in a teasing tone, he raises an eyebrow after hearing your sentence.

“Nice? Bitch, please; you are so far from nice.” You roll your eyes. "I'm spending my Saturday here watching your band play; I think that's pretty nice if you ask me, Matthew."

 “Actually Y/N, I'm saving you from a boring Saturday of doing homework or going out with whatever douche bag you're dating at the moment.” His cocky attitude was so annoying sometimes.

“Is this slag off Y/N hour?” You ask sarcastically. He smirks, "I'm just taking the piss, darling.” He puts his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to his side.

There was a little bit of silence. Matty’s friends were upstairs, getting drinks. It was just the two of you. “I missed this, Y/N.” Matty breaks the silence and looks at you.“Hm? Oh yeah, same.” You smiled softly, and he smiled back.

 The boys came back down with water bottles, tossing two to Matty and me. The boys sat on the couch in the basement and were going on about the songs, cracking a few jokes here and there.

You never really hung out with Matty’s band friends; as much as you loved Matty, you’d much rather hang out with your girlfriends than with a group of guys. "Matty how come you’ve been hiding Y/N from us?” George asks and playfully nudges Matty’s shoulder. You smirk and join in. "Yeah, Matty, how come?” Matty scoffs at the both of you.

“I haven't been hiding her from anyone; blame her; she's the one who hates meeting new people.” He says defensively, and you roll your eyes.  "Well, I didn't know that your friends were funnier than you.” You say it jokingly, causing the others to laugh.

 A dramatic fake pout forms on Matty's face. "Well, now I know the taste of betrayal." He puts a hand to his heart like the drama queen he is.

 The day went on in Matty's basement, and you got along well with the group. The sun started to set, and you thought it would be best to start heading home before it was fully nighttime.

 You told everyone goodbye and made your way back upstairs out of Matty's basement. You were almost out the door when you were stopped.

 "Wait, Y/N,” you said, turning around to see George. “Yeah?” You look at him slightly confused.

 "I'm having a party Saturday, and I thought maybe you’d want to go?” He flashes a flirty smile.

 You smile back and say, "Yeah, sure, I’d love to." George's smile widens when you agree.

 “Cool, I'll have Matt give you the details. Oh, and you can bring a friend if you want."

"Thanks; Ill see you until then.”

[tillthelandslide]

I love you, don't you mind? - Matty Healy One Shot

A/n: hello 👋🏼 this week had be one of the best weeks of my life. I've met some of my friends on here irl for the first time and seen my boys twice and been so close to Ross and Matty (still recovering btw). Safe to say all this happiness has inspired me and I started writing again (about time right?). Anyway here's something I wrote Sunday after seeing @poisonmedaddy13 @achangeofheartx.

I don't really know what this is but I wrote something 🤣 hope you enjoy

Warnings: mentions of cheating

He calls in the middle of the night, or it's the middle of the night where she is. He knows her better than anyone, which is why he knows it's okay to call her at this time.

He's leaning against the tour bus, cigarette threaded between his lips as he inhales. The phone rings four times before she picks up and he can hear rustling on her side of the line. He knows better than to think he woke her up, or to think the noise is her stirring in her bed. Knowing her she's probably in her living room with a thick blanket covering her frame, adorning one of his hoodies, glasses resting on the tip of her nose and a book in her hands.

He misses watching her read, loving the way even now, as an adult, her red manicured fingernails would skim the pages, following the words as her mouth moved, reading the words to herself silently. He missed it even more when he thought back to how she looked in those moments, hair askew on her head, post-fuck glaze on her skin, adorning nothing but his white shirt, two buttons done up, barely covering her form.

"Ello love, didn't wake you did I?" He asks, his tongue resting against the inside of his cheek after his words, smirking to himself.

"What do you want Matty?" Her words aren't harsh, just direct, but they still sting a little.

"can't I just call you and check in?" He asks and he hears her chuckle, and then another rustle on the end of the line. She sighs and Matty hears her put something down, probably her book. He's tempted to FaceTime her but it was too risky. He didn't want anyone knowing who he was talking to if they were to come out from the bus. But he can't deny how badly he wants to see her.

"Matthew" she warns.

"I miss you" he finally admits "like I really miss you..." She sighs again and it makes him frown.

"Where are you right now?" She asks. He hates that she doesn't tell him she misses him too, he hates that she just ignores his words.

"Glasgow" he admits "London in two days..." The pin drops for her and she frowns.

"You know you can't see me Matty" his heart breaks at that.

"Why love? I really miss you" he hasn't seen her since the bands little break and even then their time together was fleeting. Matty had to squeeze her in somewhere but balancing her and his girlfriend was difficult. Deep down he knew if he could have it his way, there would be no girlfriend.

He felt awful admitting that. Truly awful. It was complicated. He had tried to explain it to George once when he asked. It had tried to explain that she was the one that got away (despite the fact he still had her, just not in the way he truly wanted), that she was it for him but he had always convinced himself that he wasn't it for her. That doubt plagued his life and consequently stopped their affair from progressing, mainly because he was in fact, already in a relationship.

"Is she with you?" She asks and Matty frowns. From where y/n sits, she plays with the hem of her (his) jumper, it doesn't smell like him anymore but it still brings her comfort. She does miss him, more than anything. She loved him, truly truly loved him. But she too had her doubts, she believed if he loved her, he wouldn't have entertained another woman, wouldn't be in a relationship.

"No..." He admits. She's silent for a few moments, she knew the answer before she even asked.

"Maybe you should think about who you really miss" she says, her voice is sad and he hates that. Really hates that.

"What do you mean love? Do you not want to see me?" He asks, deflecting from what she was insinuating. She sighs and runs a hand through her hair.

"You know I do Matty but that's not the point... I'm not the one you miss Matty, you're just projecting" she explains and Matty sighs, taking a long inhale of his cigarette before dropping it to the floor.

"Don't do all that therapist shit on me Y/n. I think I know who I miss thank you very much" he says, his voice clearly laced with annoyance.

"Matty..."

"what?!" He snaps.

"If you don't miss her... And it's me who you miss, why are you still with her?" She asks and Matty takes a few seconds to reply and when he does he only stutters, an answer not coming when he wants it to.

"Exactly Matty..."

"Love please"

"No Matty... Look I better go, it's late and I'm tired" she lies "good luck with the shows Matty, you'll smash it, as always" he hears the smile in her voice and his heartbeat doubles tenfold.

"Will you be there? At one of the shows?" He asks.

"I don't think that's such a good idea Matty"

The couple had been arguing all day, the band didn't know the reasons why but they had their suspicions. They all knew Matty's feelings towards Y/n, he was obsessed with her ever since she stepped foot in their lives. They all loved her dearly but Matty's feelings had always been different. He always mentioned that he'd never love anyone like he loved her. Of course that didn't stop him from being with other people.

No one knew of their secret affair... Until now.

His girlfriend had her suspicions ever since they started dating, and she feels stupid now, believing him at the start when he said nothing was going on between them.

He stands here now, backstage, eyes trained on Y/n's who stands next to George and Charli. George's hand is resting around her shoulders casually and she smiles up at the drummer.

She said she wouldn't be at the show, but here she was. Looking as beautiful as ever. She catches his eyes and smiles at him. He missed the way his heart ran at a thousand miles a minute every time he looked at her and the way his line of vision somehow managed to find her every time she was in a room.

She really tried resisting being here but when one Ross MacDonald and one George Daniel kept begging her to come, she found it extremely hard to say no. What eventually caused her to break was a phone call from Adam.

"It's our last show in London Y/n... I'm afraid Matty might kill someone if his best friend doesn't show up" she felt immediately guilty, not only for letting her 'best friend' down, but also for the fact she had been lying to the guys for so long. Keeping this massive secret from them.

She also felt guilty for the girl clinging to Matty's arm. She was lovely, the fans loved her and she was deserving of Matty. How could she do this to her?

Her eyes flick between Matty and Y/n before she turns from them, walking in the opposite direction. Matty doesn't notice at first, too concentrated on Y/n. A nod of her head from y/n in the direction his girlfriend has just gone causes him to realise. And he reluctantly follows.

He meets her in some hallway somewhere, she's pacing, her eyes are glazed over slightly and he knows he's in trouble then.

"Hey what's up?" He asks, hand finding her shoulder but she flinches away.

"you know when we first started dating, I knew you liked her... But I ignored it" she laughs then before she continues "I thought it didn't matter, it was just a crush and you might like me more" she blinks but no tears fall.

"I was so stupid" she says.

"What are you talking about love?" He says.

"you and her!! I know you've been cheating on me with her okay? But I ignored it, because I thought it was just fucking, I didn't realise...." She halts.

Matty stands there speechless, not knowing what to say. She knew? How did she know?

"You're in love with her aren't you?" She asks, coming to stand right in front of him, one hand resting against his face. Her grasp is gentle, not that he deserves it.

He loves Y/n more than anything in the world, more than anyone. It doesn't excuse his infidelity, nothing would. But he loves her. He's known he's loved her for as long as he's known her.

He nods, one simply gesture that makes her back away.

"Why did you start this" she gestures between them "if you were in love with her"

"Because I thought you might be the one who would make me forget her" he says, it's a sad truth and it hurts her but at least she was being honest.

"and?" She can sense there's more.

"And... Because I knew that although I loved her... She didn't love me back, not in the way I loved her"

"god Matty..." She steps forward again and places her hands against his face softly. Her black manicured fingertip grazes his mouth and she smiles. She was being far too kind to him, he didn't deserve this.

"You can be so stupid some times" she says.

"What do you mean?"

"have you ever asked her how she feels?" He shakes his head "and has she ever told you that she doesn't love you?" He shakes his head again.

"Then maybe you should ask her" she leans forward slightly, pressing her lips to his once in a brief kiss.

"Bye Matty... I hope she makes you happy, you deserve it" how can she say that he deserves it? He just admitted to cheating on her and being in love with another girl? He definitely didn't feel like he deserved it.

She begins to walk away but he takes her arm in his hand gently, halting her movements.

"I'm so sorry" he says sincerely. She doesn't say it's okay, because it's not, it's far from it. But she smiles.

"Just make it worth it Matty... Don't coward out. Go tell her"

He manages to get through the show without messing up. He manages to forget about it all for the performance, giving the audience the show they deserved. One worthy of the last one for a while.

She's there when he leaves the stage, she's hesitant to hug him but when she does he grips on tightly.

"that was amazing Matty... Really truly amazing" she says, pulling back to smile at him.

"hey can I talk to you for a moment?" He asks and she raises her eyebrows and shakes her head.

"not for that... I really need to talk to you" he says. She looks worried and he shakes his head. Intertwining their hands and gently pulling her into a room somewhere.

"What's up?" She says as she walks into a room, she turns to find him pressed against her front, hands coming to rest against the wall on either side of her head, knowing she'd would try to escape if he didn't do this.

"do you love me?" He asks.

"Matty what? Let's not do this please, your girlfriend is here" she argues.

"No she's not, and she's not my girlfriend. Now answer my question, do you love me?" She's speechless, mouth falling agape. It's a lot to take in and she really has to force the smile away at the news. She felt horrible for that.

"Did you break up?" She asks and Matty nods.

"Why?"

"Because I'm in love with someone else" he says, smiling down at her.

"Matty..."

"Tell me you love me" he says, leaning forward until their lips graze.

"You know I do Matty... But we don't deserve this... We were horrible to her Matty. I never thought I would be that person... The other woman"

"you're not the other woman though Y/n. You're the woman, always have been. I wouldn't have ever been with her... Or anyone else if I knew you loved me" he admits and she frowns.

"I love you Matty, so much. But I can't do this I'm sorry" she says, ducking under his arm until she's free from him. He spins though, quicker than her, grasping her until she's on his embrace again.

"no I'm not letting it end like this. I love you y/n, so much. You're it for me okay? Always have been, and I'm sorry I made such a mess of things. And I'm sorry I put you in an awful position. But I can't let you go, I just can't. I'll break if you leave here tonight and you're mine. I'll break y/n" his words are rushed but she catches every single one of them. She sighs, she knew she didn't deserve this, didn't deserve him, but her body fails her and she leans forwards.

She has to crane her head slightly to reach him, gently pressing their lips together. It takes him a moment to react, just one brief moment before his lips are pressing back against hers. She feels a tear coat her cheek and she pulls back when she realises it's not hers.

Her eyes hover over his eyes, tears falling down his cheeks. She places a hand against his face, thumb gently swiping at his cheek.

"Matty why are you crying?" She asks, noticing the way he was smiling too. He grips her tighter and places another brief kiss to her mouth.

"I'm just happy... I have wanted you entirely... For so long. And I'm sorry I made a mess of everything. I wish I had done things differently. I wish I had just told you from the start, because I've always loved you Y/n and I always will" his words make her smile.

"I love you too Matty" she leans forward again and they kiss until their lips are swollen and their breaths are bated, and until they're not sure where one begins and one ends.

Sometimes they think back to that day and the days that preceded them. They think back to how they hurt people along the way. But love isn't easy, love is messy and unkind. But it's also beautiful. It can be pure and it can cure the hearts of broken souls. She cured Matty's heart, she brought the light into his life, little rays here and there until it flooded in. She made him better.

They often wonder whether they were truly deserving of a love so strong. When they announced their engagement to the world, they got a message from Matty's ex, "proud of you Matty" it read "you got the girl of your dreams". He often wonders what he did for her to be so nice to him after everything that happened. One thing they know for certain, they wouldn't change it for the world.

For he had her, really had her. And he loved her, more than anything in the world.

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[pissholesinthesn0w]

it’s all for you - matty healy x reader

contains: smut 18+, piss kink (including consumption btw) use of daddy, established relationship, praise, he calls her a bitch

a/n: maybe don’t do this, this is for entertainment only!!

You barely get the 13th floor button pressed in the elevator before Matty crashes his lips into yours. It’s all tongue and teeth; passionate, but not loving. Not right now. He grabs the sides of your face and you stumble back until he’s got you pressed against the wall, his body firm and warm. He slots a thigh between your legs.

Matty starts nipping at your neck. His sure tongue soothing the skin as he sucks meanly into your flesh. “H-hold on,” You sputter, running your fingers through his already disheveled curls. “Anyone could come in, I also really need to pee, Matty.” You whimper. He knew this, of course.

He stands up straight and cages you in, his big arms on either side of you. “I need you to hold it for me, angel. Can you do that for me? Just til we get to the room, darling.” Matty whispers in your ear, voice gravely and low.

You exhale sharply, not knowing if you can do it. “Dunno- shit, don’t know if I can.” You whine as Matty swiftly unbuttons your jeans and slips a hand down your panties.

“You can,” he says, more stern than anything. He rubs his fingers through it folds and your shudder; at the feeling of him and also the overwhelming urge to relieve yourself right there on the elevator. He brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing you in agonizingly slow but firm circles.

You scrunch your face in concentration, trying to focus on anything else. Before you can think straight, Matty falls to his knees and is ripping your pants down until they were just below your knees. He trails his fingers up your thigh and spreads you open further.  You hiss as the cool air hits your cunt. “This is evil, Matty, what’re you doing-“

“Shhh, I’ve got you darling. Just let a little bit out, ok? Can you be a good little girl and do that?” Matty asks, pupils blown wide with desire as he looks up at you. He doesn’t wait for you to answer before he starts lapping at your cunt, you grip the hand rail behind you.

You shudder at his words, filthy and condescending and oh fuck, relief washes over you as you do exactly as he says. Matty’s affirming moans into your cunt send vibrations through your body and he laps up your piss like a good boy. “S’good, fuck baby,” you whimper. It takes all your self control to stop, to clench your hole and hold it again, but Matty’s hot mouth works upward until he gives your clit a harsh suck. You groan too loudly, as he pulls your jeans back up. You wiggle your hips to help him. He takes a step back and you finally get to really see him. The bottom half of his face glistening with a wicked smirk on his lips as he slowly wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand, hishaklf moon  honey brown eyes not leaving yours for a second. Putting on a show as always, you thought.

“Better?” He asks nonchalantly, like he wasn’t just between your legs, swallowing you greedily.

Before you can answer, the elevator dings and he’s dragging you by your wrist away to the room you share at the obnoxiously fancy hotel. You still had to piss, so it was more of a waddle as you did your best to follow him down the hallway.

“Bein’ such a good girl holdin’ it for me,” Matty’s praise makes you feel dizzy. You watch him hold the hotel keycard against the lock and you hear the click of the door.

He motions for you to walk through first, he’s right behind you as the hotel door slams shut and he’s backing you up against the wall again, accidentally running into the entryway desk and knocking over a small lamp and some notepads. “Eager boy,” you tease, letting out a deep sigh and giving him access to your neck as he picks back up from earlier, licking a broad stripe from your collarbone to your ear. “Watch that pretty little mouth of yours, angel. I’m not the one who is struggling right now to not piss their pants, now am I?” He licks into your ear and you shiver, his voice was firm and so sexy but you knew you could push him a little further, it was too much fun to stop now.

“Ah and I let you taste me and you didn’t even say ‘thank you.’” You say with raised eyebrows and a playful glint in your eye. “S’not very polite.” You feel him smile against your skin as he lets out a breathy chuckle.

“You’ve got a lot to say for someone in this compromised position, love. Now you’re going to have to hold it longer, if only you would have stopped being such a little bitch, hm?”

You shudder at his cold words, but his eyes were warm. “What do you think about that, sweetheart?” He asks, rubbing his thumb along your upper arm.

“Ok, daddy. Been a bratty girl, m’sorry.”

“I know, darling. I know. Go lay on the bed for me, will you?” He asks and you oblige, nodding at him before you turn around and patter towards the king sized bed.   Matty makes tells you to strip down naked, and you do, tossing the garments to the floor. You sit at the edge of the bed, thighs locked together. You felt as if it could come spilling out with any move you made.

“Hurts, daddy,” you whimper, batting his eyelashes at you. He just shoots you a filthy smirk and nods his head with raised brows, as if he didn’t know this as fact already.

“S’what happens when little girls are bratty, baby.” He says matter-of-factly, pulling his t shirt up and off, and you drink in his body. Firm, warm, strong.

He walks over to you, running his tongue along his bottom lip. “Lay back, dear,” he says softly, but you don’t move. You can’t move.

“It’s gonna come out, I- I- don’t think I can hold it, Matty. If I move it’s going to come out.” You complain to him, but he just laughs.

“I’ve got you, just lay down. Here,” he says as he gently pushes you back onto the bed, grabbing your legs and swinging them so they’re at the end of the bed.

“See, I knew it could do it, Angel.” He says sweetly, climbing on top of you and kisses your forehead. He nudges your legs open with his, eliciting a whine from your throat. “I wanna be good for you,” you say weakly as he moves down your body, littering kisses on your soft skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“Spread open that pretty little cunt for me,” Matty says, sitting back on his haunches to admire you.

“daddy- I don’t know if-“

“You can, you will. Don’t you want to be good for daddy? Show me that pink little pussy, sweetheart,” he orders you as he unbuttons his pants, pulling his cock out and pushing his trousers down around his knees.

You do as he says, hesitantly you bend your legs back and snake your hands underneath your thighs and pull your pussy lips apart, spreading it wide open for him to see, clenching your muscles to keep it all in.

“Gorgeous,” Matty whispers almost to himself before moves closer to you, rubbing his calloused hand up your thigh, spreading you open even more.

He rests his half hard cock onto your waiting cunt, jutting his hips slowly. “How do you feel, sweetheart?” He asks, cocking his head. He presses his thumb onto the head of his cock, you could feel the pressure from it on your clit.

“M’good,” you say shakily.

“There’s my good girl,” Matty smiles at you. He takes a couple of deep breaths before letting out a low moan, and the next thing you feel is warm liquid spreading all across your cunt, dropping into the mattress below you. “Matty, what-“

“Feels good, princess. Feels so fucking good, shit,” Matty grumbles, watching you get covered in his hot piss.

Words escape you in this moment, all you can do is watch, chest heaving. Matty grabs his cock and rubs it along your clit. “Fuck,” you pant as he pulls back, the steady stream now hitting directly on your clit, causing you to clench even harder. “You’ve been my my perfect girl, let go for me baby. Soak my cock,” he groans and that’s all the permission you need to let go, you hiss as the relief finally washes over you. And once it starts, you can’t stop. It feels so good, your entire body feels like it’s on fire.

“Doing so well, angel. Let it all out for me, that’s right,” Matty mutters as he slaps his cock a few times on your drenched cunt. He swiftly shifts himself so he’s got his mouth on you, lapping up the last of your piss, moaning into you about how good you taste, how much of a good girl you are.

You’re left breathless, soaked, warm and fuck Matty’s tongue is relentlessly fucking into your hole, his nose brushing up against your clit deliciously.

”doing so well for me, daddy,” you sigh. “Such a good boy.”

He grunts into your pussy sliding a finger in, ripping the air from your lungs. The mixture of the two of you deliciously messy.

He chuckles darkly, “‘Good boy’ huh? I’ll show you good boy.”

[notyouraryang0dd3ss]

some of those anti ts blogs willing to look past the fact that they got zionists in their circles just because those people also hate ts…wack

like do they realize it makes them no better than the people they criticize

being a hater is a noble pursuit, have some fucking morals oh my god!!!

ive always been a ts hater and i havent really known much about her until like last year because this shit is inescapable and its so bizarre how she seems to have parasocial stans and parasocial haters - both equally obsessed with her life

theyre like organisms in a petri dish to me

BEING A HATER IS A NOBLE PURSUIT HAVE SOME FUCKING MORALS!!!!!!!!

ive always been a hater too and got sucked back in around this time last year when she got with matty healy. i literally forgot she existed between 2017-2022 im not joking i literally heard NOTHING about her online or in my friend circle. and then i found out it was because she was in a 6 year relationship and i was like “oooooohhhhhh she was normal”

idk if i consider myself a parasocial hater but i do feel crazy that nobody remembers all her shitty past actions and i do. tbh sometimes shitswiftiessay posts stuff criticizing taylor’s appearance (it was comparing her face when she laughs to donald trumps) that’s actually misogynistic. im not stalking her every move so much as being critical and holding her accountable for her racism etc.

but its really hard to define parasocial hater rn when she’s the most exposed she’s ever been. so many ppl today on this blog were complaining how they were bombarded with taylor swift ads. i dont think this tag wouldve blown up if so many people werent feeling this way already.

and the whole reason i have this blog is because i felt so crazy explaining taylor’s history of racism and nobody caring/dismissing or at worst gaslighting me for even feeling this way. idk i appreciate all the other anti blogs but most of them are joe alwyn defenders (btw theres nothing wrong w that. but thats not the main reason im an anti) and none of them really talk about her racism. i made this space to talk about her and swifties racism, white feminism, etc.

and then oct. 7 happened (i literally made this blog oct. 2 its so funny) and seeing all the zionists and genocide deniers alienated me. i made it very clear from the jump that i was pro palestine and stood for the liberation of palestine so i didn’t post for a while and didn’t feel comfortable interacting in the tag cause it was full of zionists. it was also funny bc shitswiftiessay followed me immediately up until i stated my solidarity then they blocked me 🤣 soooooooo funny. so ive been pretty MIA until recently i got an ask abt jewishbarbies and that’s how im posting today :}

[graciegoeskrazy]

hello love, could you write something with healy reader and gabriette? like how their relationship works, maybe reader not liking her at first, preferring some other ex from matty and feeling abandoned by matty, and what matty and gabriette do so that reader feels better about them? thank you i love your writing

hc on reader and matty’s gf’s

matty healy + reader + gabriette (+others)

Warnings: language, parents dating, mention of anxiety, idrk, I did a hc my bad

A/n: oh hello random person I’ve never met in my life. Never met before mhm nope. Def not known each other since kindergarten. Nun uh nope. Anywhooo. Enjoy or I’ll find you. (Jokes on you. I’ve know this individual forever and they are the ONLY person in my real life that knows I write this shit and I completely forgot about that(I told them and a 1975 concert btw lmao) and I saw the request and forgot and i laughed at 2am bahahaha) jk love u bie

look at the photo they r so mamma y papa I casaanttttt

The thought of your dad and his love life makes u want to smile and puke all at the same time

You’ve never had a mom/mother figure growing up

That’s just how it was and you were fine with it

Your dad always told you ‘our family is perfect the way it is’

And you believed him

He had quite a few girlfriends when you were younger

None of which you really cared for

the most serious one in your opinion was with Gabriella

She felt like a true friend

And you were heartbroken when she left your dad

Understandably left your dad

I mean the guy was a mess

Even since those 4 years, u became more aware of how these ‘relationships’ really work

U learned what marriage meant and became fearful that your little family was going to change forever

After your dad and Gabriella broke up it wasn't long after that your dad found fka twigs

That one was a little more complicated

Just because you were growing up and becoming more mature and aware of things that were going on

She was nice to you, you cant deny

But your dad changed immensely while he was with her

He seemed to fall back into some of his old ways and that scared the shit out of you

The dynamic between your dad and you changed, not for the better

It wasn't that you blamed her for your father’s acting out

You blamed him and therefore turned on her too, never saying or doing anything mean, but just avoiding your father and in turn avoiding her too

But the moments where you did connect were lovely

There were just far too few of them

Your dad was even more heartbroken when they broke up which was surprising

You just let him be and made his emotions George’s problem

Charlotte didn't last long

you met her once at a party and they weren't even dating then

You technically weren't even aware they were dating until the news broke that they split

y/n | *1 attachment

y/n | since when did you have a girlfriend

y/n | yall like actually dated???

father healy | yeah lol

father healy | I didn't think it was gonna actually be anything so I never really told you

father healy | my b

y/n | dw.

y/n | sorry you have a complicated love life

father healy | its alright. Youre the only girl I truly need : )

y/n | awe u big ol sap

y/n | maybe you need to try someone whos not a model

y/n | or actress

y/n | just like a normal human ??

father healy | hm ok ill give it a thought

and then he dated fucking taylor swift

“What the actual fuck were you thinking?” You said storming into the dinning room.

“What?” All 4 boys said in unison.

You turnnd tour phone around and showed them all the page six article “Oh shit.”

“You’re dating DOCTOR TAYLOR ALLISON SWIFT?!?!?!”

George slapped him.“We told you to tell her before the rest of the world found out”

“You all knew?!?!”

‘Of course, we knew. We’re his best friend!” Ross said matter of factly.

“And I’m his own flesh and blood! There’s a pecking order!!!” Your gaze fell back to your dad. “You can’t do this.”

“What?”

“Date fucking Taylor Swift! She just got out of a 6-year relationship and you are the problematic guy on TikTok with a couple of good songs.”

“Damn, ok, thanks.” Adam said while bouncing his son up and down.

“You done?” Matty asked, getting serious and parental.

“No.” You said.

Matty gestured for yo to finish.

You thought for a moment and said “Fuck you.” You released a sigh you didnt know you were holding in. “Okay, now I’m done.”

He pated the seat next to him and you climbed over George like you’ve done since you were little to get to the seat. He moved a peace of hair out of your eyes and wiped your tears. “It’s not that serious. Yes, she got out of a 7-year relationship and I’m impossible to love so we’re taking it slow. Alright? And, look, I know you already met her but she would like to”

“Yes.”

All the boys chuckled.

Matty continued. “Listen, I want you to th-”

“Yes.” Matty laughed harder. “Dude it's Taylor Swift.” You said, mater-of-factly.

“Alright.” he sighed.

George pipped in. “Tell her where you’re going this weekend.”

Matty just deadpanned him, wanting to save that news for later.

No fucking way. You were about to lose your shit. “Where are you going this weekend?”

“... Nashville.” He said hesitantly.

“No, you are fucking not.”

“Yes, I am.”

“No, you are fucking not.”

“Yes, I am…And you can come to.”

You cried more. Omfg you were going to the Eras Tour.

He hugged you and kissed your head as you buried your face in your hands. Everyone laughed at your antics. Yu hugged him back and said thank you. “I need to stop making me learn about your relationships through social media.”

“Okay, I’ll try.”

Then they lasted for like a month lmao

When Gabriette came along, he actually told you before he told the internet!!!

You thought she was nice and super pretty

And plus you’ve never seen our dad this happy in a long time

Your dad had asked and made sure it was okay for her to come around during a party

You said it was no biggie but was slightly panicking on the inside

Just because you knew nothing about her

You stuck to George most of the night

Both men were fully aware of what you were doing - retreating into your shell - but didn't comment and instead let you be

You never liked parties in the first place and the added circumstances didn't help

She brought a dish and you coant deny it was killer

The music was really loud but she introduced herself and it was sweet

Matty noticed you later on a couch, staring out into space and sat down next to you

He excused himself from Gabriette and she understood what was happening

You assured your dad it had nothing to do with her or anything it was just the environment you were in

Which was absolutely believable and probably true

It was just your anxiety taking over in a space like this

Anywhooo the night winded down and it was now just you, your dad, and the closest inner circle

Including Gabriette

He pulled her aside again and told her that you were having lil sprouts of anxiety

She 100% understood and told him to do whatever he needed for you

He sat by you the whole night and she sat next to Charli

You became more yourself in the quieter environment

It was a fun end to the night

She spent a few nights over during winter break and you didn't mind

She was fun to be around

You both baked together which was a fun spur of moment things

It was never awkward

It was just fun with her

And you were glad your dad was happy.

[3terna15unshin3]

hi i really love your writing btw but i just wanted to ask bc i saw your post abt rina's comments on matty healy — i was wondering if u could expand on your thoughts on separating the art from the artist or anything like that.

Hellooooo thank u!!!! anon is referring to this post btw.

This is a tough convo 😬😬😬 and I’m honestly still working through what separating art from the artist means to me! But here’s sort of what I think.

I have always refused to watch Woody Allen movies or support Chris Brown’s music. And would 100% stop respecting anyone who preaches anti-vaxx or anti-choice bullshit. I’d never listen to Kanye West on purpose either. I think these dangerous narratives pushed out by ppl whose moral compass are clearly different than mine just totally water down the art they make. Kanye being a fucking weirdo antisemite automatically discredits any good music he makes, to me.

But I’ve also never been connected to any of it. I don’t care for his music, or Chris Brown’s, and I can live without Woody Allen movies. So it’s easy for me to boycott it all. With The 1975’s music—it shaped my teen years. It makes important statements, it breaks boundaries, I feel it so much more deeply than other music makes me feel. So as embarrassing or hypocritical it may be, it would probably take a lot for me to stop listening to it and supporting the band🥲

Matty’s issue is that he thinks ‘teenage boy peepee poopoo make me a sandwich humor’ is funny. Which is really immature and can be damaging to project. But then he turns around and says profound and very intelligent shit about important issues and builds this super leftist radical progressive political stance…… so what the fuck dude! Pick a fucking side! This is why I’m still here…. holding out hope that if he really cares about these issues then he’ll speak out.

Idk I’m rambling at this point but bottom line we just have to stop putting these celebs on pedestals. Call them out when they do fucked up shit, and don’t kiss their asses trying to defending them in the name of being a stan. And also remember that we don’t fucking know them….. like what do u mean ‘you know he’s a good guy and that he’d never say anything misogynistic’ ????? HOW do u know????😭😭😭

I am also reading the book “Monsters: A Fan’s Dilemma” by Claire Dederer. It dives super deep into this conversation and I think reading it will help me understand my stance better—just haven’t finished it yet! If you’re passionate about it I’d suggest checking it out :))))

[dogsliampaynedoesntinstagram]

Oops, so you think it's likely that Taylor is with Matty Healy? I know that he's not alt right btw, and I don't have a horse in this race, but as a very casual fan it has always seemed quite obvious to me that she's into women - and becoming more and more open about it lately.

I've no idea if Taylor and Matty Healy are hooking up. But I'm finding the fans who think that because they like her music they get some kind of say on her dating life so tedious

I like to think Taylor's into women. But being into women doesn't stop you fucking Matty Healy. But I don't really agree that she's becoming more and more open about it. I don't see any change in how she's portraying herself.

[sweet-kaspbrak]

i think i’m just gonna answer these on my own rn cuz they’re interesting ùwú

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1: i have the biggest crush on Matty Healy but he’s also old so i’m gonna say Josh Ovalle... ya

2: i’m single (slide into these dms boii)

3: why the fuck does everyone assume i wanna fuck everyone because i’m pan? i have standard okay.... (not really)

4: i think it’s okay to separate the artist from the art just cuz i don’t like to judge art based on somebody cuz we all have opinions on people and that’ll change how we look at the art.

5: uno account señor

6: i have like seven or somethin idk

7: i’m gonna just put my opinion on Kurtis Conner. i luv that bitch and would luv to have a picnic with him yee yee

8: idk i follow a lot

9: i like Thrasher a lot (Do YoU EvEn SkAtE)

10: coddlesworth

11: i can pull off looking like an 8 y/o lol

12: one time there was a rumor that was apparently spread around by myself that i fucked this one girl. she was a bad kissers me cheated on me so i wouldn’t of fucked her btw

13: no that’s mean

14: carmel frappe cuz i like sweet things

15: “how tall are you?”

16: if i had to get a tattoo i would get a collarbone tattoo of like flowers or somethin

17: top song from the year i was born- “bring me to life” evanescence lmaooo

18: my favorite musician is Matty Healy and i would probably cry if i met matty. just cry my eyes out.

19: my favorite teacher is my band teacher, luv that guy man

20: an it blog shit poster

21: i believe in literally any conspiracy shane dawson says is real

22: the 1975. i would cry. or calpurnia.

23: constantly putting myself down even though i know i don’t deserve it half the time :)

24: i can floss and i can kinda sing

25: vinyls. they’re so expensive but i luv them.

26: smol groups cuz i’m a nervous boy

27: the night before usually

28: bro you already know, Matty Healy. and Finn Wolfhard. and Jack Dylan Grazer. and—

29: “think positive, positive life” bullshit... like no hun problems aren’t solved that easily.

30: orange. cuz it’s my favorite color and i want to look like a traffic cone

31: i would change how old i am. then i wouldn’t have to be thrown around between different houses

32: fucking 12. cuz i’m short and it’s annoying

33: i think a lot about a lot of things. my brain can’t ever stay focused on one thing and i have bad memory soooo 🤷🏻‍♂️

34: i’m sorry i don’t speak nerd

35: home to me is a person. that sounds cheesy but i find more comfort in people than four walls.

36: smoking weed lol

37: yep. i was sexually assaulted in elementary school and i was so afraid that i told the principal that the boy did nothing when he very much so did something.

38: i’m not posting a pic but i’ve always admired ezra miller when it comes to fashion

39: my aesthetic is literal piece of shit garbage human being

40: *hand gesture that looks like i’m sucking dick*

unusual(ish) asks <3

who’s your celebrity crush?

are you single or taken?

rant. just do it

do you think its ok to separate the artist from the art?

how many accounts do you have?

how many pairs of shoes do you have?

opinion on… (specify to the person you’re asking to)

how many accounts do you follow?

favorite brand of clothing?

name a dog

what unusual talent do you have?

what’s the most interesting schools gossip you’ve ever heard?

ever prank called a store?

what’s your coffee order?

what’s a question do you constantly get asked?

if you had to get a tattoo right now, what would you get and where?

google the top song from the year you were born

rant about your favorite musician 

what’s your favorite teacher you’ve ever had?

describe your blog in 3-5 words

what’s a conspiracy you believe in?

if you could see any concert tonight what would you choose?

if you could break one of your bad habits which would you choose?

can you dance? sing?

what’s something you can’t stop buying?

crowds or small groups?

how long before a trip do you pack?

what celebrity would you rate a PERFECT 10?

what quote or inspirational setting do you think is bs?

if you had to dye your hair an unnatural color right now, what would you choose?

you can change one thing about your life right now. what are you changing?

how old do you get mistaken for?

what do you think about a lot

do you like your hogwarts house or do you wish you were a different one?

what does home mean to you?

what do you think you’d be arrested for?

have you ever been called down to the principals office?

post a picture of the outfit you would choose if you could have any outfit you wanted

describe your aesthetic

answer with one of your ‘school memes’ (inside jokes you have with your class/grade) with no explanation 

feel free to reblog or send me some if you’d like! this took forever so reblog please!