#i dont feel threatened with matty

[vegafan69]

me when i finally have a healthy friendship/relationship with a cis guy

@samfucker

[god-has-entered-my-body]

On a train (again) - Matty Healy x fem! Reader

A/N: oh my god hello im alive i think. classic abouttofillhisshoes era style banner im going back to my roots. mpind revival no one was ready for ❤️

content warnings: smut, blowjobs, fingering, switchy throughout for sure, fingering, sex in public spaces the fucking freaks cant wait, they get caught and its as terrible as it sounds

word count: 1.7k

This is a horrible idea, you're sure. 

A cheap soap bar clatters onto the ground as you somehow force the door of the bathroom shut, squeezing you and matty into the cramped space. There's barely any room to stand, your knees touching his and foreheads pressed against each other, both of you panting heavily as Matty’s grin makes something stir inside of you. 

“We’re fucking mental for this, you know that?” He breathes out, that stupid smile contagious as you roll your eyes at him, smashing your lips together in a heated, sweaty kiss. 

The train rumbles underneath you and you can hear fellow passengers chattering outside, the danger of it all having you drip into your panties, soaked through in a matter of seconds. Hands roam aimlessly up and down your figure, clothes torn off haphazardly as Matty paws at your lacy bra, desperate enough to pull the cups down instead of unbuttoning it as he usually would. You dont have enough time for propriety, definitely not. 

“Need you now, want you so fucking bad babe.” you moan into his ear, lips attached to you throat as Matty bites and sucks messy hickeys into the skin of your neck, his tongue finding the little charm of your necklace in an instant. The cursive M that dangles on a dainty silver chain, forever in plain sight drives the boy insane, his eyes glued to the metal while his fingers work at pulling your too-tight skirt up and over your hips. 

His hands squeeze the fat of your sides, kneading and bruising the skin harshly as you whimper into his touch, hands scratching his back raw, red lines visible in the crooked mirror behind him. You see a light flicker, but pay it absolutely no mind when Mattys fingers finally pull your thong to the side, not even bothering to slip it off. No, he needs you just as much as you need him. Right. Fucking. Now. 

The rough pads of his fingers swipe at your clit and you let out a whine, a hand quickly clamped over your mouth to muffle your noises. The door might be thick, but it isn't soundproof. The thought of someone walking in on you in this precarious position makes your heart thrum in your ribcage, and an excited smile creeps up onto your lips. 

“Fuck, oh my god, Matty.” you whimper as he speeds up, curls obstructing your vision but not hiding the way Matty bucks his hips forward, back flexing in the mirror behind him in a way that makes your breath hitch. 

You're breathless, Mattys fingers working at a dizzying pace and the feel of his cold rings grazing your walls makes you clench around him, earning yourself a proud chuckle. “You’re so fucking hot, angel. Got me rock hard for you, all f’you” Matty’s voice is raspy, low as he whispers filth into your ears, the knot in your core tightening with each syllable that leaves his spit covered lips. “Doing so good for me sweetheart, gonna make me come s’fast.” you slur your words, but the praise spurs him on, his non dominant hand holding you tightly and you can barely contain the pathetic moan that threatens to rip itself from your throat as the heel of his hand grinds against your clit deliciously. 

It doesn’t take long until you're close, it can't, given the location you’re both currently in. You’re almost embarrassed at how quickly you whisper the words “M’xlose, fuck- please baby.” into his ear, burying your head into his neck as your orgasm washes over you in mind numbing waves, Matty’s tongue nipping at your earlobe driving you fucking insane. 

And right when you think you're done, exhausted, Matty takes his slick covered fingers, and sticks them into his own mouth. The way he sucks on them is absolutely obscene, and it awakens something more inside of you. “Y’taste so good darling, like honey.” you’d cringe at his painfully cheesy comment if it wasn't for the lust filled look he was giving you, eyes filled with suggestion and willingness.

You dont think as you drop down to your knees, banging your heels against the door in the process. The position is cramped and awkward, yes, but all of that fades away the second you see the way he strains against his jeans, twitching at the way you look up at him, batting your mascara covered eyelashes. 

“What's got you this worked up, hm?” you tease, a hand coming up to squeeze his ass firmly, making Matty yelp in surprise. “You’re a fuckin minx is what you are. Got me hard and now you’re teasing.”

“Jesus, you complain too much, don't you think?” you bite back before biting for real, taking the fly of his jeans between your teeth and pulling it down slowly, relishing in the way Matty threads his hand into your hair, tugging unintentionally as his fingers catch a knot, making you whine at the sudden strike of pain and pleasure through your body. 

Matty whimpers and leans against the unstable sink behind him, gripping onto it with his other hand. The faint wet spot on the front of his boxers as you pull the trousers down makes you giddy, licking your lips in anticipation. Matty knows better than to say something now, not when hes so fucking close. “Please.” is the only word that slips past his pressed together lips before you take him out of his underwear, pressing a teasing kiss to the tip of his leaking cock. 

You resist making a comment on how wet he is, wanting to make this last at least a few minutes before he spills down your throat. But its just too fucking good to pass up. 

“God, you're just soaked for me, aren't you angel? Just need me that badly.” 

Matty nods frantically, eyes screwed shut in ecstasy as you guide him into your mouth, the warm wetness of your throat sending him into a frenzy. He feels like he's reached some sort of other world, pure pleasure enveloping his body as you tongue at him, your little hums of satisfaction at his reactions making him louder and louder, threatening to expose the both of you. 

Matty’s eyes widen as you guide his hand to push you forward, nodding slightly as he gives you a look of confirmation. “You’re a fucking wet dream, fuck.” 

Your mascara flows freely down your cheeks as he grips your hair harshly, pulling you back before thrusting his cock back into your warm mouth, small gasps of pleasure filling the cramped bathroom. 

The both of you freeze when you hear a quiet back from outside, scared to death it might be a knock. Ten seconds go by, then thirty, and you're sure the person had moved on once realising the door was locked. You shoot Matty a relieved look, and he giggled in return, whispering an exhilarated “Could you imagine if they had realised what we were doing in here? Id fucking die of embarrassment. 

“You’re getting your dick sucked, how could that possibly be embarrassing?” you answer, raising your eyebrows at him, and a string of spit connects your lips to his tip. Matty doesn't take his eyes away from that spot the entire time you speak. “Yeah, in a train bathroom, it's all dirty in here!” 

“Can’t be dirtier than what we’re doing, can it?” you grin, sticking your tongue out to lap up the precum drooling from his cock. 

The feeling of him hitting the back of your throat over, and over, and over again makes you drip between your thighs, your hips shifting slightly to try and get some friction on the seam on your panties. Matty pants loudly, biting his lip as your eyes tear up even more, your makeup absolutely ruined in your effort. 

“M’so fucking close, darling girl, fuck you feel so good.” He moans, tightening his grip in your hair even more, forcing you in place as he fucks your throat, hard. You can barely form a coherent thought, the sound and smell and taste of him filling every sense. You arent prepared when we finally does spill into your mouth with a guttural groan, holding you down as the taste of come lands on your tongue. You swallow, much to Matty’s satisfaction, but not before showing him the remnants of his orgasm.

“Gonna fucking kill me babe, that was amazing.” You grin at him, aching knees almost buckling underneath you as you get up to kiss him, his little whine a the taste of himself on your lips makes your head spin. The bathroom reeks of sex and sweat, your hair is a mess and Matty’s shirt is still half undone as you open the door and peer out, being met with a pair of piercing blue eyes. 

An old man stares at you from a seat facing the bathroom, a look of disgust on his face as you pull back into the space, the horror evident in your expression telling Matty everything he needed to know. 

You both do the walk of shame down the aisle, making uncomfortable eye contact with multiple passengers who you now know definitely heard you. God, were you embarrassed. 

By the time you make it back to your still empty seats, both of you are red in the face, yet still giggling at the absurdity of the situation.

“Never again. We are never doing that again.” you force out, letting your head fall onto his shoulders. 

The both of you burst out into a fit of laughter as Matty replies. 

“Was hot though, you on your knees-” 

“Never. Again. “ 

[deadsnakey]

𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ——> 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅

Theodore, your older brother, is very protective of you. I don't think he'd be too enthusiastic nor eager when he finds out you're having a little thing with his best friend, Mattheo Riddle.

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I genuinely have no idea where to start with this, ngl😭

ok so lets just say you maybe had a bad nightmare and Theodore, your brother was knocked the fuck out, sooo you go to Matty

you knocked on the door and after a few moments passed you hear the door knob turn and open

not showing your brother tho that'd be boring tbh

it was Matty!!!! your hero

you apologized for waking him up especially on a school night but he was like "don't worry about it, sweetheart, c'mon in."

you told him why you came, trying your best to keep your tears at bay

he nudged his head to his bed, indicating that you should join him in his bed......HIS bed..

you agreed as you ofc weren't in the right state of mind you told yourself butttt we know you cant resist him!!!!

slowly, he held you gently but firm enough where you could leave if you wanted too tho we all know you dont

and as he softly rubbed your hair, you fell asleep warmly and comforably

nowwww its been almost 2 weeks and you've been going over more, in your free time, at night to hang, cuddle and smooch

butttt someone is feeling guilty!!!! (that's you!)

and you really enjoyed Matty's company, he was so comforting to you and gentle and nice to you even if he was a bit rough around the edges

you really loved his touch and he loved yours just as much

he knew you were very deprived of physical affection so he never was shy when initiating it, he's very open to giving you physical touch

so after thinking about everything, you decided to tell him, your brother

the next morning in breakfast you went up to him, "Theo? I'm sleeping with your best friend..Matty.." save to say you're both fucked.

never thought you'd be the one cleaning up your own brothers blood off of his best friend, now did you?

well u are now!!!

doing your best to treat his bruises and open wounds

but you did have to elaborate, even though you shouldve the first time girly

after re wording it, he wasn't as pissed because he originally thought you were getting your cheeks clapped and your throat to work but!!!!

now he knows it was JUST some VERY FRIENDLY cuddling he's just irritated y'all kept it from him for so long

hes secretly glad though its not enzo because you can say what you want mattheo riddle but Theo knows he'd prefer Matty or Enzo dating you any day as Enzo is a worse fuck boy and player then Mattheo will ever be

ofc threatens Matty time from time again but its ok!!<333

[tokosparrow]

“Could you make a Matthew Patel x self harm gn reader? UNLESS U DONT WRITE THAT KINDA STUFF ITS OKAY.”

a/n: thanks @matthewpatelismywifetrust for the request <33!! also you’re perfectly fine since i struggled with self-harm (i’m 1 year clean!!). but thank you again!!!

**tw/cw!! self harm!!**

you and matthew just happened to be hanging out one day in your shared apartment making dinner together, one moment you both will be smiling and laughing together then another moment he notices the cuts on your wrists as you rolled up the sleeves to your sweater, maybe you didn’t notice at first but he definitely did. with this new found discovery, a almost petrified look is on his face which made your laughing come to a stop when you realized what happened and why he went quiet so suddenly.

“hey mattie what’s up-….oh…that..” you said as you looked down to your wrist full of self inflicted scars and cuts, with some that looked a bit too recent for comfort.

he reached out his hands as to grab on your arm soon hesitating, he looked to you as asking for your permission to get closer look and not to make you uncomfortable in anyway. you gave him a nod letting him know that it’s alright, he soon let out small sigh as he grabbed onto your arm gently and pulling it toward him, he traced every scar and cut softly as to not hurt you just in case some were still sensitive to touch.

“when was the last time you’ve….you know…” he asked as he continued to trace the many scars, giving you a small sadden filled glance which left you a bit sad yourself.

“maybe like…two or three days ago,” you felt hesitant to admit it but you knew he’ll be left worried in which he was when finding out how recent some scars were.

“i won’t force you to stop it since i know it’ll be hard to stop the urge….” he began as he placed a hand on your cheek with his other still holding your arm, “but please try to talk to me before you fall to those urges…i want to help as much as i can…”

you felt tears suddenly filling your eyes and threatening to fall at any moment and feeling your body shake a bit.

“i’m sorry…” was the only thing you could muster out before you couldn’t hold back the tears, breaking down into cries and sobs which broke matthews heart.

“oh no, no (Y/N)..” he said as he pulled you close to him, laying your head onto his chest as he spoke sweet words to you , “this was never your fault, you were struggling and i get that, now let it all out…i’m here.”

soon you felt yourself calm down to a certain content, he soon gave your head a gentle kiss, “how about i finish dinner while you wait?”

he brought you to the dinner table which had front view to the kitchen and sat you down when you agreed, giving you one last kiss on your forehead before heading back to the kitchen to finish the abandoned food waiting to be finished.

you sometimes wonder however you end up with a boyfriend like matthew, he loved you regardless what you had going on and was willing to help you, and you loved him for all his qualities, good or bad. it made him and you loved him for it.

[yourtouchismidas]

how do u think matty reacts when gigi gets into her first relationship? i think he'd be wary but still very polite (also definitely gives the partner the shovel talk)

this ask perfectly follows on from the one i just wrote so we'll start from where that left off.

when gigi gets home from her first proper date, with the first guy she really properly likes, george has already text him to tell him where she was having bumped into him on the street. she tries to come into the house quietly, hoping that the noise of her little sisters messing around will drown her out and she can hop up to her bedroom without being noticed.

instead, the house is silent. perfect. no screams or laughs from the girls. they all must be out. gigi relaxes. she kicks off her shoes and puts down her back. she goes out of the hallway and to climb the stairs and then she hears him. a voice.

"august healy,"

it's her dad. she goes into the kitchen, knowing it would be disrespectful to ignore him, and he is sitting in one of the dining chairs, nursing a coffee, and stroking one of the twin's stuffy like he's in the godfather.

"hi dad," gigi says sheepishly.

"i received a very interesting text earlier," he says, putting down his coffee mug. "care to take a guess on what that may have been?"

she folds her arms, "i think we all know."

"i think we do," matty says, suddenly throwing the stuffed toy rabbit on the floor, then quickly, realising how hard he has thrown it, picks it up and says, "sorry bunny," and gives it a quick kiss on the head before placing it on the table. gigi is trying not to laugh. he's such a nightmare.

"i've heard, from a certain uncle, that a certain daughter, has been out with, someone of the male variety. am i correct?"

"dad can you stop?" she whines, "i'm fifteen."

"you're twelve," he says.

"for gods sake. where's mum? she'll put an end to this nonsense."

"your mother has yet to be informed of the male child. she is currently out with the rest of my charges. but i'm sure she will feel the same as I."

"dad," gigi says, giggling, "stop it."

"stop what?" he says, waving his arms around like some cartoon character.

"stop messing around. so i went out with a boy. its fine."

"i'll stop messing around when you tell me about him. and assure me that this male child has no intentions to hurt my precious child."

"didn't george tell you he's already threatened him?"

"he did not," matty says, "but i will need to threaten him myself, obviously."

"dad," gigi sighs, turning around to leave the kitchen.

"wait baby, come back," matty says, returning to his regular voice. "you dont need to lie about who you're seeing okay? please dont lie to me love."

"but you act like this! you care so much!"

"i'm just being a knob," he says. holding his arms out to hug her. "and i just care because you're my baby girl. okay? i want the best for you."

she leans into him. he rubs his knuckles in her curls.

"george did tell me he's really good looking," matty says.

gigi looks at him grinning, "oh my god he is, he's so fit."

matty pulls a face like he's just eaten something terrible.

"oh god, yeah no, can't do that."

"what?"

"happy for you he's fit an all but cant stomach hearing about it."

"that's fair enough, will you leave me alone about it now?"

"fine," matty says, going back to his coffee and picking up bunny again, "but i want to meet him. get him round for dinner please."

"sure," gigi says, taking the opportunity to run out the room.

"love you!" matty calls after her up the stairs. she sighs hard, but yells back, "love you too."

when you come back with the girls, you find matty in his music room crafting a song called "stay away from my daughter you shit."

"matthew healy," you say, grinning. you know he doesnt mean it. but you also know he loves that kid more than anything in the entire world.

"he's coming round for dinner," matty shudders, "i have to be ready."

[imightgetbetter]

rough and calloused hands push your down, wrists pinned. He doesnt even need to try, Matty is overpowering in every sense, holding both your wrists agaisnt plush featherdown pillows with only one hand, the other, under the fabric of your bunched up skirt, he was too impatient to undress you, to desperate to feel you.

lithe fingers rub maddening circles around your clit, impossibly light, never touching where you crave it, your soaked, writhing,

"please"

"ah ah ah, im in charge"

you whine helplessly as he finally brushes across the bundle of nerves, its not enough, but its all he gives you, you arche you back off the matress, desperatly searching for the friction you crave, he pulls his hand away,

"be a good girl." its stern, commanding, raspy, you do as your told,

"what a good little slut"

before you even realise what happened his fingers delve into you, hooking them, he pumps in and out, pulling all the way out fingertips barely leaving you before he pushes them back in roughly, brutally fuckign you, his pace is varied, and he stops and starts, keeping you dangerouse close to the durface of release, but unable to reach it. he stops entrily, you whine mewling desparetly, you move trying to recreat that feeling, trying to chase your realese, he smiles down cruelly,

"so filthy, trying to fuck yourself on my fingers"

a moan,

"such a perfect whore"

"please... fuck... please"

his grin only grows, pushing you futher into the bed,

"oh baby, you dont get to come until i say so"

trying to move, you cant, he has you almost compeltly unable to move,

"awww, were going to keep going, you can do it, be a good girl"

it continues like this, torturously close the edge but never being able to make it over, unable to find release, overstimulation, painful but feels so fucking good, and hes tlakign the whole time, voice low and gravvelly, hungry eyes watching you as he mumbles praise in your ear, nipping at it, you feel a few tears threaten to spill, it just feels too good,

"aww, your so pretty when you cry for me, let me take care of you"

he moves, taking his fingers from you, you feel yourself clench aroudn nothing, and he crawls downward, disspearing beneath your skirt, hot breaht fanning agaisnt your centre,

"my pretty girl, im gonna make you scream"

[bropunzeling]

hello hi!! it is me again!! finished my bropunzeling doubleheader and ahgggghh hhhh!!!!!! i swear to god the payoff in only fools rush in is so good it made me see STARS . i loved it so much oh my god. i’m obsessed with matthew the sort of unreliable narrator who cannot for the life of him figure out that leon is so down bad it makes him look stupid. the spain chapter !!!!!!!!!!!!! just sooooo good!!!!!! it’s been a while since i’ve reread girl!leon (my beloved) and one thing i do remember vividly is how much i loved the sicily chapter, where she’s pining so bad. idk there’s something about them on vacation that hits different . maybe it’s because it’s july but maybe not who knows. the portrayal of the loneliness matthew feels and the moving across the continent about it felt so real to me (and relatable. ouchie!!)

also. the porn. the feelings that are expressed through it. that is so well done and so hard to come by? like the way they express their affection through it is phenomenal. gagged me fr i’m going to be thinking about it for a while

there’s one bit that made me go insane fr fr. near the end, when they’re in leon’s hotel room and they’re finally resolving:

“I do," he says. His voice is shaking, from fear or nerves or adrenaline or the hope that's threatening to consume him. It akes all of his courage to uproot himself, to make himself move wards Leon. To take that last, final step, until he and Leon are almost touching. Are close enough that Matthew can feel Leon's sody heat, can see the lines around his eyes, can smell hotel shampoo and skin. "I do want it."

i don’t know if the narration break (i don’t know the right word for it) between “i do” and “i do want it” done on purpose as in the wedding vows i dos but anyways it made me go CRAZY. JUST AHHHHHHHH SICK SICKKKKKKK. genuinely made me glad i have eyeballs and a brain. GOD.

anyways. i do still believe you are akin to jane austen . i love you and i am going to read the matty/shane fic i had put off (bc i don’t really know them) with an open heart and full trust. i love you and u live your writing <33333333333 hope your pillow is cool on both sides tonight <3

anon it is potentially indulgent to publish this but i dont want to lose it in my inbox!!!! im kissing you on the mouth!!!! ty for being so kind! especially since i've been feeling less creative than the past few years (which, tbh..... the output of the past two years were deeply unsustainable 💀) and the current wip is going slow. ur timing is so wonderful. thank you!!!! it amazes me every day that people like, really like these things that i write.

also not to take as an excuse to babble but i DO think there is something generally when writing a romantic fic where taking ur characters and sticking them somewhere outside their normal circumstances they're better able to get to those deeper feelings? like, being away from "reality" of rivalry or hate or what have you allows to like, tap into those big big emotions. this is why i love writing vacation scenes. i cannot be stopped.

anyway ty so much, what a nice start to the day, i hope you enjoy shane and matty!!!!! they're nice boys!!!!

[betweenthings2]

hello!!! warning you now that this is going to be the longest thing ever because i’m allergic to being concise but it’s finally time for me to actually send you an ask to gush and discuss your incredible writing. i’ve been interacting with your work on ao3 and tumblr for over a year now and i just lurk and heart everything because i refuse to use tumblr how it’s intended to be used🫣 but it’s time to show my face (even though this is anonymous oops) and say the quality of your writing is genuinely unparalleled to anything else i’ve ever read online and dare i say it comes close to/ overtakes some of the published books i’ve read and loved. you are such a talent it drives me crazy. you’ve quite literally spoiled fanfiction for me because i’ll read something for a different fandom and think “ugh it’s good but it’s not betweenthings2😔😔😔”

i saw you answer an ask a while ago asking what your goal for writing is and you said something along the lines of wanting to move people with your work. when i saw that it made me smile because you’ve achieved it ten times over and im worried you don’t realise it!!! so im going to tell you about my experience reading Roadkill for the first time (side note but in my opinion this is your best and therefore most underrated piece and i would love to talk about it further)

i remember being at a cafe that day by myself having a little drink and sweet treat and getting the email notification that you’d posted something to ao3 and nearly dying from anticipation for the rest of the day because i knew i wouldn’t do the fic justice to just quickly read it in a noisy cafe. it would be a waste of art. so in the evening i lied to my parents that i had plans with friends and wouldn’t be home for dinner and instead walked to the park near my house with a block of chocolate and sat on a park bench in the slightly-chilly-but-still-nice-out australian dusk. trust me i remember it so vividly because it’s like a core memory for me now. i’d been going through a really tough time mentally and felt super disconnected from everything and everyone. when i tell you i read all 35k words in one sitting and wept like a baby. i’m a very emotional girl dont get me wrong but the release that your writing made me feel was something so special that i’d never felt before. the whole piece is so devastating and confronting and just misery but it made me feel so seen and whole and human. if i could describe your writing in one word i think it would be human. everything is always raw and vulnerable and messy but so tender it just makes me insane. i sat in that park and cried for such a long time and even though the whole experience was so heavy and i could feel the grief you manufactured in my gut i left that park feeling lighter and grounded. i think that’s how anyone would feel after witnessing such greatness. (side note but i’ve actually banned myself from re-reading roadkill for the minute because it makes me lose my mind a bit too much but that’s just a further testament to you. can’t wait to get back to my scripture later on)

your other fics on ao3 and perfect as well and i read Second Letter From St Julian, All This Barley Getting By, I Forget A Lot Of Things But I’ll Never Forget You and Me And You vs Them religiously. they are my comfort fics through and through🩷 maybe the hyper fixation has gone too deep for me but when i’m trying to fall asleep i use the plots of your fics to expand on in my head and it’s just the perf combination to lull me to sleep.

now for imo the main event of this ask- i need to tell you the extreme and life threatening brainrot THIS specific line from Of Bouquets And Back Rubs has given me.

"Sorry," Matty apologizes.

George sighs, but doesn't stop. "I'm going to start talking to your therapist if you keep apologizing for things you don't need to apologize for," he says.

what the hell. you can’t just write that and expect my whole world to not revolve around it for the rest of my life. that line ping pongs around my head at all times. at work, in the shower, when i’m on a walk, when i’m laying in bed, it’s literally always on my mind. i don’t know why but i just thought you should know that’s it’s STUCK with me. like i’m truly affected. (if you ever wanted to expand on it you know you have at least one devoted fan of the idea)

hopefully this will be my first of many asks because it’s so nice to finally tell you how deeply in love i am with your words. to hold me accountable i’ll claim the matcha emoji 🍵 if that’s something you do!!!!

i just realised i didn’t tell you how your prompts make me melt but they do and i wouldn’t survive the commute to tafe without them. just little bites of pure literature you spoil us so much.

thanks for giving me something to lurk on and obsess over- it’s been an honour🩷 (also ps i wonder if you can figure out who this is based on the freaky amount of times i heart your posts. someone has to sit me down and explain that this isn’t instagram🤕)

Hi, newly christened Matcha Anon!! =)

I meant to answer this yesterday, but I just kept reading through it and being so incredibly touched and blown away by all of your kind words that I didn't entirely have a response, but I think I do now. I will also be long.

First of all, I am so touched (and a little surprised) that you find my writing to be on par with published novels, so thank you so much, that is such an amazing compliment!!! I can't believe I've spoiled you for fic. I'm getting back into the swing of things now that I'm home, so I'll have more fic for you soon.

I'm also so glad to hear that I've creating something moving. Sometimes I think I take things a little too seriously, particularly writing fic, but I'm thrilled to hear that you find my work moving. This will be stuck in my head forever:

"it would be a waste of art."

Roadkill was a lot to write because it gets so bleak and some of me is in there, but I'm so moved by your experience of reading it and honored that you would share it. That's my goal, generally--to create catharsis. And to see my fanfic called greatness? Oh my god. Oh my god. I have no words other than oh my god and thank you so, so much!!

I'm thrilled to see that Of Bouquets and Backrubs resonated with you, particularly that bit of dialogue. That whole fic was a little bit last minute, to be entirely honest and I was working so hard to make it fluffy, rather than angsty. I might expand on that fic in the future, but I also really like how it ended. Who knows what will happen. I don't.

I'm also so happy that you like the prompts! I think they're really fun to write and very low stakes for me. Apologies for not having a more regular schedule for posting anything, but there's no way I could keep that up for more than a week or two. I would explode.

Thank you so much for all the compliments and reading what I write!!! 💚💚💚

[the1975attheirverybest]

the rebranding thing seems a kinda logical though as i think due to the newfound popularity etc there has been this like blending of him and the character almost? like i struggle to know when hes being serious vs joking especially when he does something racist like on the podcast and especially because he was talking in atpoaim about how art shouldn't hurt people and you should preserve your relationships it seems logical that he would want to be more sincere? especially when the bfiafl was about sincerity which was lost a little with the stage performance because to me atleast i was double guessing if he was being serious or joking when he would make jokes about trans people in sport and it definitely felt like he had undermined a lot of what he has said previously yknow? like if im being a bit vague and cryptic tell me but like obviously i dont think hes a truely awful person but it feels like he is dancing on the line sometimes - 🐸

No, I think, you’re 100% right. Though, with Matty, there are always contradictions and a million sides to each thing, hahaha. I mean, it’s part of what makes him who he is, and I love him for it, but it does feel overwhelming at times.

This is how I’ve always understood things (and please someone correct me if I’m wrong! I actually like discussing this stuff, especially with other fans):

The stage persona seems to be primarily about criticizing and/or testing liberal/ leftist values. And it includes EVERYTHING that he does onstage. From the eating of raw meat, doing push ups shortlist, consuming tons of media in an exaggerated format of having several TV screens at once (some of which played political coverage, some had commercials trying to sell you stuff, etc.), to the couch scene where he touches himself, the drinking excessively, the speech he would do about how he doesn’t know what it means to be a man in leftist culture anymore. And how it’s troubling but understandable that men tend to run to right wing nonsense because at least, over there, they have a set of very defined ideals for what masculinity should be.

BFIAFL is, itself, a deconstruction of masculinity in many ways. So it would make sense that the band wanted to explore these leftist values further in the show/concert. With all that in mind, I interpreted the whole “the thing about trans women in sports,” or “I had this Indian taxi driver today” or whatever where the band cuts him off with the song before he says something horrific, as him saying two very important things to us as an audience.

1. Even though the show SEEMS very loose and weird because he’s essentially just doing whatever he wants. It’s really not. It’s very constructed. There are people in charge. It’s very thought out, and if things went wrong, we would be able to tell.

2. All of his performance is about critiquing liberal values, but he himself doesn’t know what the answer is and finds himself still trapped within leftist ideology. The second that he “threatens to cross the line” like saying that shit about the cab driver or trans women in sports, the boundary is re-asserted with the art (in the form of his band mates cutting him off making him stop his contemplation and get back to being the musician).

Does any of this make any sense or do I sound completely crazy, hahaha???

I think the podcast thing is a separate conversation. I’m down to have it, but I know that most of us are sick of it at this point.

The thing is, though, Matty has said that “if you’re always sincere all the time, you get ever diminishing returns.” Like people stop believing it after a while and it gets boring and less interesting. So, it’s weird to me that he would lean into the sincerity fully? Idk friends. HES AN ENIGMA.

[bisluthq]

it's not beef w taylor so i dont want to call it that but charli having *feelings* about two of matty's girlfriends, and him now being with her friend is kinda funny i wonder if she set them up

well gabby realistically doesn’t threaten her in any way and doesn’t talk shit about her so it’s def a huge improvement for Charli’s quality of life.

[god-has-entered-my-body]

thinking thoughts about academic rivals! matty x girlie and their dynamic. their competitiveness bleeding into every other aspect of their lives x

you seem him at a party. your party, walking around and pouring himself drinks like he fucking owns the place, wrapping his arm around your housemate and whispering something into her ear that makes her blush. you dont know what possesses you to stalk over to them and grab matty by his arm, dragging him to the other end of the kitchen.

"what the fuck are you doing here?" you spit at him, earning yourself a cocky smirk and a hand around your waist, infuriating you even more. "Just tell me you missed me baby, s'not that hard." despite your hatred for him, and his for you, you cant ignore that feeling between your legs when he pulls you close to him, his breath hot against your skin.

Mattys condescending chuckle when you force him into the coat closet only makes you hotter, your face red and body on fire. "am i turning you on? christ, thats embarrassing for you." he comments, shaking his head and setting his drink on the shelf. He towers over you, making you feel small under his gaze. You hate to admit that you love it.

You lower your hand and grab him through his trousers, making him groan with pleasure. "Doesn't seem like you're doing much better, are you matthew?"

in the blink of an eye your pushed up against the jackets, lips pressed against matty's with his hand gripping your hair harshly, guiding the kiss with brute force. you moan against him, his dominant hand dancing down your body and up your skirt, teeth clashing against teeth as you gasp for air.

Matty pants into your mouth, the alcohol in your system clouds your judgement as your legs spread wider, accommodating his wide frame. His fingers inch higher with each pathetic whine of his name, your voice broken and begging when he finally grazes your clit.

"Fuck, please- o-oh my god-" you moan, this mouth on your neck and knees barely holding you up anymore. His fingers feel like magic, dipping into your core as you shake and whine against him, cursing yourself for letting this happen in the first place.

"Not so smart with your cunt stuffed full of my fingers, are you? Cant believe i let you run your mouth when all i have to do to keep you quiet is this." Matty crooks his fingers and you swear you could cum on the spot.

Matty doesnt let up, not even for one second, his fingers hitting every spot inside of you to the point you see stars. "Got you so stupid for me baby, can't believe youre so fucking easy, god." Matty groans, his eyes staring into yours as you come undone on his fingers, your legs going limp underneath you.

He holds you as you cum, shaking and pleading, whimpers of his name rolling off your tongue with jarring ease.

Embarrassment floods your body once you see him licking your slick off his fingers, winking at you with a growing smirk. You scoff, running your hand through your hair and shushing another one of Matty's comments.

"You tell anyone about this Healy, i'll fucking kill you myself." you threaten him, trying to stifle your giggle at his eye roll. This was a one time thing, nothing more.

You spare him a glance on your way out, your breath hitching at the way he licks his lips at you, hands resting in his pockets while he watches you leave.

-

[ghostlypawn]

im just gonna babble about riley n cairo okay? okay. its mostly from cairos perspective. its 3am this could be garbage mama idk.

we all know that cairo and riley knew eachother since they were babies and grew up together,, like the spent every minute they could with eachother. as time went on they began to drift yet still call eachother friends simply because they dont have anyone else. they know everything about eachother from their favourite colour to deep secrets about their insecurities. their lives revolve around eachother so much that they dont know what life would be like without the other. they began to drift a lot when riley got on the cheerteam as a freshman,, riley for once has a interest that cairo didnt and she liked it. cairo however didnt; she felt scared and angry due to the unknown of the future, she relied so much on riley and now all her time was spent cheerleading which left cai alone. she made ‘friends’ with others but could never fill the hole that riley left; those friends led her to parties where she would get drunk to forget riley for a few hours. she would over-use socials to almost prove to herself that she did have friends other than riley and she could survive without her. she still remained friends with riley during the school day (they sat next to eachother in every non-designated seat class) but would find herself getting angry when riley had to practise at lunch/after school ultimately leaving her alone). sometimes people would make fun of rileys commitment to cheer which led to fights in the hallways after someone made a snide comment about her bow (though she’d never tell riley the actual reason for the fights). 

riley saw this change in cairo and ultimately felt bad for her, this was the girl who had helped her through middle school breakdowns and her first freshman year break-up which led to riley asking cairo to join the team. when riley proposed it to cairo she couldnt help but breakdown. she thought riley had started to forget about her. she felt stupid for wanting riley to be such a big part of her life but she truly doesnt know how to be without her, nonetheless she vowed to herself that she would try to become her own person. riley said that she’d always be by cairo’s side. as the years went on riley kept her focus on training to be captain whilst cairo kept up her social presence which ultimately led to her being crowned prom princess. she didnt enjoy cheerleading but kept to it to keep riley in her life. riley started to rely less and less on cairo which cairo noticed when riley didnt have a complete breakdown over the viral stunt (she was upset and disgruntled but not the the extent that cairo expected from her). she wasnt sure if it was because riley had become happier in life and didnt need help or it was because she didnt trust her but cairo reciprocated the action by bottling up her feelings instead of sharing them with riley. 

when riley became captain, cairo found out by a social media post. what she didnt expect was riley asking for cairos help preparing for the sleepover; cairo thought that mayb the old riley had come back now that she’d gotten what she wanted: to be captain. cairo obviously said yes and went to her house with the mentality of ‘act like it was before as if nothing happened and we remained close throughout the years’. she starts to feel happy and pokes fun at the viral video bc she thinks riley isnt overly bothered about it and she feels like her old self. its only when everyone arrives and riley gives her welcome speech that she realises this isnt gonna be like old times and riley is gonna be the kinda cheer-focused captain go-getter she turned into over the years. she, however, tries to make this fun for everyone (aka truth or dare) but riley is not about that and just wants to get on with the cheering. cairo spends all night trying to cater to rileys needs (finding annleigh, getting the pizza, being the first to put her phone away etc.) but riley doesnt notice or seem to care. in fact the only time riley doesnt talk about cheer is when shes talking about eva; which we know cairo isnt the happiest about,, she just wants riley to appreciate her like she does eva. i think at this point we start to truly notice cairos urge for a friendship with meaning because she begins to obsess over kate/chess (”trouble in paradise” she quips knowing full well its her and riley who’s having trouble). enter mattie covered in blood: cairo notices riley’s warning signs to her freakout so she follows her out. this is when cairo verbally mentions that she doesnt like the way riley treats her to which riley brushes her off because at this point she has no feelings for cairo and is only keeping her around because she has no one else. the defense scene is the last attempt and cairo holding onto the shred of their friendship hoping that if she can do this then she’s still of worth to riley and worth her time (and obviously it works,, kinda)

we know that cairo tried to contact her after that night to which riley straight up ignored her. she just wanted to know if riley was coping well and if they were going to rely on eachother during this hard time. she never knew how riley was dealing bc she ignored her but at least she knew she was in this alone. this was when she began to overthink that night, all the possible scenarios that couldve played out and all the culprits. she came up with many possible answers but the feeling in her gut was telling her it was the one she least wanted it to be. none of her previous ‘friends’ like her anymore after that night and dont want to be involved with the girl who was apart of the murder squad. when she finds out evas on the team her first thought is that this is truly the end of her friendship and shes going to be replaced by eva. but when she sees the state rileys in her heart cant help but feel bad for the girl knowing shes not in the best state of mind. and we see her try to comfort her throughout phoenix. (“you dont have a relationship with chess, kate” she cries subconciously knowing that, although very different circumstances, her relationship with riley is also dead and gone). at this point she only had herself to look out for so she gets super defensive when kate says shes going to the police and kinda threatened eva. then we get to the scene where cairo suggests that riley wouldve been blamed and rileys first instinct is to go no they wouldve blamed you; cairo sounds so hurt when she says this bc this is the moment she realises that riley has zero trust in her and riley has changed and outgrown their friendship. she cant even fathom the girl who she helped all throughout the years and the girl who helped her would blame her without reasonable suspicion. she tries to work out why riley is just letting this slide bc it just Doesnt make sense to her and the perfectionist captain riley she knew. for a short moment her thoughts go flying and before she knows it shes accusing everyone and everyone because it CANT be riley it just CANT. but when riley begins to breakdown she just knows that her gut feeling was right and it tears her apart to think that if theyd stayed closer friends this couldve been prevented,, if perhaps cairo still relied on riley then she would realise that cairo was there for her too but it doesnt matter bc its too late for that so she doesnt what she knows best and tries to deesculate rileys breakdown. she hates to admit that she misses riley sometimes and is scared that she will forever but she still goes on one day at a time becoming a better person than she couldve been if riley had still been in her life.

bonus: i like to think that due to their closeness they did harbour some romantic feelings during their middle school years however they didnt actually realise they were in love it was just what they knew/thought all friendships were like that. it wasnt until high school when they would think back on those memories that they realised perhaps there was something there but it doesnt matter now because theyve became too seperated for it to be anything.

[wherearemyglassesbro]

I’m thinking of starting a blog soon! So uh- if you can answer, if the axis and allies were to go to a fine arts school, what would they do/major in? Thank you! Keep up the good work!

Hell yeah!!! Welcome to the club, bucko!

China: Yao would be a piano master! He takes multiple classes for piano and flute! And he plays the harp too but his heart will always belong to the piano. He takes public speaking classes cause he isn’t the best at it and he learns Chinese instruments with his mom at home :) the way he performs always leaves people in awe, his expressions and the way he plays makes the whole experience magical!! His teachers adore him!

Russia: Ivan is a dancer, watch out man cause he’ll crush your head with his thighs. He’s super tall and strong so he gets the male lead most of the time for ballet performances put on by the school! Cause he lifts his partner so easily and just...glides around that stage! Ivan looks great in sequins and cakey stage makeup :) and he takes very good care of himself, he’s got a *self care* routine that every other dancer at the school is jealous of. He doesn’t talk much cause he doesn’t see the need when he can just express himself through dance! Ivan can do the splits...He enjoys dropping into the splits at home or in the hall at school to freak out his friends and sisters

America: Alfred wants to be a comedian so he’s taking a bunch of theater, public speaking and improv classes! When he’s on stage, he owns it! And he can do a handful of accents! Al’s great at comedic storytelling and takes a LOT of inspiration from Jerry Seinfeld and John Mulaney. He watches their shows/performances and makes notes on them! He’s done multiple assignments on them too so at this point, Al’s teachers know as much about Jerry and John as Al does...RIP

England: Artie wanted to be a musician and came to this performing arts school to learn different instruments like guitar or drums but when he grew out of his punk phase in 10th grade, he realized he wanted to be a writer! So he’s taking theater classes and advanced English/poetry classes to learn as much as he can before being spat back out into the real world to fend for himself. He writes a lot of love poems and then burns them in his fireplace at home cause he believes they’re not good enough. Alfred did a comedy sketch about him once, mocking his accent, and Art threatened to beat him up behind Denny’s at 2am

Canada: Mattie wants to SCULPT!!! Let’s hear if for art bois!!! People expect him to be funny like Al cause they’re twins but Matt just wants to listen to Tessa Violet and sculpt pretty ladies out of wood...That’s all he wants to do :( he takes painting classes and a lot of business related classes cause if he’s gonna sell his art, he wants to know how money works cause it ain’t like anyone else is gonna teach him! He also enjoys widdling and will widdle things out of soap if you ask nicely and buy him a cookie from the lunchroom! His favorite thing to make outta soap are boots “cause you don’t expect soap to be shapes like shoes!”...Nerd

France: Francis has hopped from thing to thing many times! He came to the school for ballet, and continues to take ballet classes, but he found out how much he loved to paint after messing around during tech week for the school’s Big Spring Production as he helped paint the backdrops. So he’s conflicted. He’s been dancing since he was young but he’s found something else he loves! Oh how sad! Fran’s a big drama queen but he’s got such a diverse circle of friends: the writers, actors, dancers, art kids, he knows tons of people and is always out and about! If he sees you crying in the dressing room he’ll run over and hug you! But if you’re his dancing partner he can be very picky “Ugh, NON, stop sickling your foot it looks atrocious!”

S.Italy: Oooooooh boy, Lovino to be a photographer for big brands like GUCCI or Louis Vuitton! But you gotta start at the bottom and work your way up! Lovi is extremely short tempered when he has to work with people his own age and has made his brother cry many times by yelling and nagging. “NO! Look at the CAMERA not ME! You idiot now look! You moved and now he shot’s blurry, nice job!” But despite that, you’ll still find him crying as he edits photos cause he waited until the last possible movement to turn everything in and now he’s gotta cram! But then his perfectionist side kicks in and then he cries even MORE cause ‘I don’t have enough time to make the picture perfect but it needs to look perfect! But I don’t have enough time-‘

N.Italy: Feli wants to be a PAINTER and not just any painter, a realist painter. He loves taking Lovi’s pictures to paint! He goes around and will take pictures of students, with their permission, and will paint them super realistically! He’s painted Ivan and Yao many times cause they’re his buddies and he appreciates them so much!! He’s been to every show their school has put on and he’s always there to cheer others on at art shows, even if he didn’t submit anything to that show. He and Matt work together in the studio sometimes! Matt will let him paint a sculpture or Feli will paint Matt whike he’s working. Feli talks and talks while Mattie listens without a complaint :)

Prussia: Gil is a band boy, he plays the saxophone, clarinet and flute. He’s got a big ol’ lung capacity! He loves music and uses it as a coping mechanism. When he’s having Albino Aches, he plays music to get through it, when he’s frustrated with his peers he plays the sax dramatically and if he’s feeling like a gremlin, he’ll play All Star on the flute to annoy Francis during practice. “Gil! Get out of here!” *vigorous flute sounds*. Gil plays in the pit for shows so even though you don’t see him much, he’s loud and he’s there! He and Yao DONT get along cause Yao is very very serious about music while Gil is just good at it and enjoys it. He doesn’t plan on making a career out of it but he’s having a great time while he’s playing!

Germany: Lud is in an advanced choir and has such a beautiful singing voice UGH DUDE! He gets super embarassed when you compliment him or when Gilbert’s yelling ‘THATS MY BABY BROTHER!! WOOO!!!!’ From the crowd. He’s a freshman there but he auditioned for a hiiiigh up choir and easily got in! He takes great care of his voice, no unnecessary yelling and definetly no smoking. He chides others in his choir for doing so but hey, at the end of the day, Lud knows he’ll just take their places when they ruin their voices! Lud wants to make a career out of singing cause he just...Loves it so much. He worries so much about being in a real serious choir one day :0 His worst fear is that he’ll fail every auditom he goes to! His dad assures him that that won’t happen...And he trusts his dad...So he’ll power through it and sing his kil’ heart out

Japan: Kiku and a few friends want to make their own manga one day! That’s the goal! But for now, they’re all settling for advanced drawing classes and painting classes. They don’t exactly have manga courses at school so they practice that on their own time. They’ve made a bunch of friends through their art program though! And since Kiku speaks English, Japanese and Chinese, he tutors other students who wish to learn those languages! That way he gets money to buy fancy copics :) he doesn’t work for the big showcases or anything like that, he prefers to keep to himself, but his teachers put his art in school art shows constantly!

Long postttttt thanks for reading :) yeeeehaw!

[yourtouchismidas]

do you ever get those videos of the Kardashian kids freaking out about the paparazzi on tiktok?? What do you think Gigi’s reaction would be to them? Especially after another one of Matty’s cancellations for saying something stupid during an interview, I imagine they’d be hounded a lot?

yes i think gigi would be quite scared of them when she is old enough to realise what is going on. and i think matty gets mad. maybe not the first time, maybe he says "can you step back please im with my little girl" and when they dont he gets angry angry mad about them getting too close or taking pictures when he is with his little girl. i think he gets up in their faces and calls them parasites or useless or something and makes the whole thing even worse because then he is in the papers for threatening paparazzi. but then he scoops gigi up into his arms and puts her head in his shoulder so they don't get her face. i think gigi grabs hold of him and buries her face in his clothes anyway and cries and then he is like, "you've made my kid cry are you fucking proud of yourselves?!"

i think when fans come up for pictures when he is with gigi he is much more polite, holds her hand, and says, "sorry darlin, i would but i'm with my little girl right now," and most of the time the fans understand. i think he is willing to have a lil chat with fans if he has gigi but just a quick one, and she hangs onto his hand or his legs and sometimes smiles at the fans or even waves if she feels comfortable enough.

[elliot-orion]

OKAY so here is @merigreenleaf‘s ask part two. thanks love. Here’s part one folks

Matty

1. what is one word to shut them up?

I mean it might not get them to FULLY shut up but it definitely would get them off the topic if you shouted “Jazzy!” bc then they’d immediately be focused on their kid, of course. So let’s go with that?

5. List 3 fears; 1 surface-level, one repressed, one Deep Dark FearTM

for surface level, flying. they are terrified of flying and heights and nope won’t do it. Repressed fear is men raising their voices and/or being overly aggressive. They can do just fine if its a matter of protecting someone, like if an SA person is harassing the Inn and yelling, but like in general? nope. Sometimes the Villains raise their voices or get angry, and like they can hold it together to deescalate the situation, but after they WILL be crying in their room. Winnie and Blue are quick to step in whenever someone gets too aggressive, and Blue is always really careful not to show anger, even if he is pissed the fuck off. Deep Dark Fear is not being enough. They are scared shitless that they won’t be enough one day to save someone in need, or to protect their family, or that their family will decide they arent good enough and leave. They absolutely will push themself too far to help people, which can be bad because they’ve got chronic pain due to being in a severe car crash as a kid. Blue and Winnie and the others at the inn get real creative with lightening Matty’s load without letting them realize what they are doing because they get annoyed by it lmao

44. What’s one thing they wish they could do more often but can’t?

Matty secretly really fucking wants to travel. They’ve got a laundry list of places they want to visit, but they are so busy with the inn and refuse to take time off even if Winnie says she can handle it, and then there’s the fear of flying, and yea they don’t travel much. The last time they did was for their honeymoon where Blue, Matty, and Jazzy went to Disney World because Matty is a massive Disney fan (why yes Jasmine is named after the Disney princess thank you for asking) And yea it is kinda weird to bring your kid to your honeymoon, but one, Matty is ace so it’s not like they were going to be fuckin; two Matty’s got some of their own separation issues with staying near Jazzy; and three i mean hell they had a four year old, they just had take her with them you know? especially since Matty had no idea when they’d be able to go again. (.... Blue is definitely planning another trip for just the two of them soon tho....)

Blue

1. What is one word to shut them up?

Siren. If you mention Dark Siren, Blue will shut up real quick and retreat into himself until Matty pulls him back out. Dark Siren is his mom, and she was Not Good, and even though she’s in prison now and has been for years, he’s still scared of her - and guilty about what she made him do.

5. List 3 fears; 1 surface-level, one repressed, one Deep Dark FearTM 

Surface level fear is the ocean, past where you can’t see land. he loves the beach and going with Matty and Jasmine, but if he can’t see land he gets panicked. Yes, he’s a water type Super. Yes he can control the water and breathe under water and would be just fine no matter how far out he is. He is still afraid of it and i dont feel like going into why. Repressed fear is honestly kids. He’s amazing with Jasmine and loves her dearly, but he’s terrified that he’ll hurt her or any other kid. His mom made him hurt other kids when he was younger as a way to turn him into a hardened Villain with no attachments or empathy, and he’s still so, so, so guilty over it even if he didn’t have a choice, and he’s terrified he’ll hurt another kid, even if he never, ever would or would want to do so. Deep Dark Fears... he’s kinda got two big ones. one is of course his mom. the second is hurting or losing Matty. Matty really gave him a second chance and he loves them so fucking much it scares him sometimes, and the thought of losing them or Jazzy is terrifying to him. Especially when combined with his issue with hurting kids in the past, because he’s fully aware that if he ever, ever hurt or threatened Jazzy in some way, it would not matter how much Matty loves him or how much he loves Matty, he’d be gone with no second chances. The only time Matty refuses to give someone another chance is if they hurt their daughter. They make zero compromises, and so it’s just double fears with that. I would like to note that Matty understands accidents and things that are out of your control. A lot of Villains have trouble controling their powers, especially if they are scared or in a nightmare or smth like that. If it was out of their control, they would give the Super a second chance, though they’d definitely keep them away from Jasmine. When it comes to romantic partners tho, things are a bit different and Matty is way more wary. 

Thanks for the asks Meri!!

[tom-drinks-his-happiness-away]

Mattie takes a slow anxious breath, squeezing wavecrests sleeve and looking down. He doesnt like this. He hates drama he hates all of it. He hates that he feels bad for newt. He hates that hes protecting wavecrest from someone who was his best friend. He lets go of wavecrests sleeve and starts crying. "I dont ....i dont know what to do....im .....i....hhnn!" He digs the heel of his palm into his eyes and slouches forward, his head is pounding and he feels sick. He doesnt understand why wavecrest is so scared and he cant fix it and he didnt mean to threaten newt he didnt mean it at all he feels terrible he hangs his head and pukes, thankfully not on newt but close. "I-i-im gonna call dad..." Mattie whispers anxiously, rubbing his eyes and leaving the door open between newt and wavecrest to run to the house phone.

Guess who, ya boy, Newwy, you don't know that but it's me. Hes walking down the street slowly with a dog (that has a service animal vest on wow!) at his side, staring at his feets. Suddenly, oh no, he did a slightly side step and Bumped into someone (You). In which, the puppy starts boofing and Tom, "Fuck, sorry, sorry, sorry!" With some wavy hand movements.

Frecks squeaks, then looks between the man and his dog, putting two and two together.“Oh jeez! I’m sorry! Are you alright?”He goes to offer his hand before dropping it, putting his hands awkwardly in Thompson’s coat he borrowed.