#kiwi's love letter 💌

[mattslolita]

bambi needs to cum, but chris said no. so she looks at him with her glassy eyes and he has to say yes 🤭

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"p-please..."

a low growl escapes chris's lips as he looks up at you, his thrusts relentless as your nails dig into his back, legs wrapped around his torso as broken moans and whiny pleas fall past your lips.

"w-wanna cum, baby," you beg, your eyes glassy and wide as you stare up at him, lust clouding your expression, "please, can i cum?"

and fuck, how could he say no to those eyes? the way your gummy walls squeeze his cock as his eyes rolling into the back of his head, before he opens them again and lazily smirks down at you.

"been such a good girl f'me, yeah?" chris drawls, his hand going down to rub circles on your clit, "g'head an' cum pretty, look at me."

that was all the confirmation you needed as chris gripped your chin, tilting your head upward to face him; a loud, pornographic moan of his name falls from your lips as your velvety walls flutter around him, your arousal spilling out of you, creating a creamy ring around his mushroom tip. a possessive look clouds chris's eyes as he stares down at you in awe.

"so fuckin' good, such a good girl. my good girl."

[mattslolita]

i love making new friends ALLLLL the time, y'all don't be shy to talk to me🥰💌

psa. if we’re mutuals, we’re automatically friends. u don’t need to say things like “sorry to bother” or “sorry im annoying” bc ur not. ur my friend. u can come to me for anything. u need help? im here. wanna chat? hmu. just wanna gush abt your muse? go for it. we’re friends. ily.

[mattslolita]

Bambi crying because her vball coach was yelling at her all day so she goes home and starts crying

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tears brimmed your waterline, small sniffles escaping your lips as you hurriedly tried to dry them from your wide eyes. you were used to your coach's demanding nature, but today was different; she's never yelled at you as much as she did today. everyone knew you were sensitive especially when they raised their voice at you — even your teammates were shocked at the amount of times coach had taken her frustrations out on you.

you didn't want chris to see you crying for the millionth time over nonsense, so you quietly unlocked the door to his shared apartment with his brothers and walked inside quietly.

"oh, hey y/n," matt says, turning around slightly to face you. you had your back turned though, trying to hide the somber expression on your features. "everything alright?"

"mhm!" you accidentally speak loudly, a small hiccup leaving your lips followed by a quiet gasp.

"okay," matt says slowly, turning back around, "chris'll be back soon, he's getting food with nick right now."

"okay," you say quietly, immediately making your way down to chris's room in the basement.

you dropped your volleyball equipment onto the floor, finally releasing the small rack of sobs that previously threatened to spill from your lips — you sprawled onto chris's bed, curling into a ball as you sobbed quietly.

chris could hear you from the outside of his room when he had finally came back, pressing his ear close to the door to make sure he could hear you properly. a frown makes it's way onto his face, as he gently pushes the door to his room open, seeing your figure curled up.

he says nothing at first, just simply walking over to the bed and pulling your body into his. he lets you cry into his chest, running a hand through your braids soothingly. he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, wiping at the fat tears that rolled down your cheeks.

after some time, chris noticed you were quiet — you hadn't said anything, just messing with the drawstring on his sweater.

"hi pretty girl," chris whispers to you, tilting your chin up gently, your wet lashes blinking up at him, "y'wanna tell me what's goin' on?"

"coach," you said, squeezing your eyes shut as you shook your head, "she kept yellin' at me today. and only me! i don't know what i did wrong."

chris sighs, shaking his head as his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek. he continues rubbing your back, drawing small circles. "i know she was mean to you angel, but you gotta ignore her, 'kay? i've seen your coach, an' she's a miserable lady. what are all your teammates always sayin' about you? how did you even get into one of the best leagues? that's cause you're an' amazing player, sweetheart. don't let that shit get to ya head, alright?"

you nodded, a small smile on your lips as you looked up at chris. "thank you, baby."

"course, mama," chris coos, leaning down to place a sweet kiss to your lips, "now come an' eat this wingstop i got you."

[peppermintmochafem]

ok that post about being tied up and gagged while watching a movie together... 😵‍💫😵‍💫 - 🥝

wouldn't it be so good to be controlled in that way? 🥺 to be tied up just because it would be entertaining for me or because it would be fun for me to see you like that. to be gagged so I can laugh at you drooling or because I know you have nothing intelligent to say and I shouldn't have to listen to your silly little thoughts. for any reason or for no reason, but always just because that is what I want

[chickenmetenders]

💝💕💘 [ FALL(ING)DOWN FOR YOU ] 💖💌💞

Happy White Day! To celebrate, here's a Valentine's/White Day-themed collaborative MAMIYA fanzine!!

Featuring lovey-dovey art & fic from 12 creators!

Read it digitally or print it out yourself!

⚠️ DDD spoilers

Get it here! ➡️ Google Drive (pdf)

Directions for printing/binding + contributor credits below!

PRINTING

This zine was designed for letter paper, but I think it should print fine on A4 (I haven't tested it, sorry). If it helps, each individual page is 5.5 in x 8.5 in (140 mm x 216 mm).

We're going to print using the Booklet setting, which requires Adobe Acrobat or Foxit to use. Both programs can be downloaded for free. (I'm using Acrobat for this tutorial, but Foxit works the same way)

To print:

Download the zine file to your computer and open it in Acrobat/Foxit.

Open up the print menu using ctrl+P or by finding the printer icon near the top of the window. The print menu looks like this:

3. Select your printer from the "Printer" menu, then select the "Booklet" option under Page Sizing and Handling, as shown in the image above. You can also check the box near the top of the window to "Print in grayscale (black and white)" like I'm doing, or leave it unchecked to print in color.

4. Select the "Print" button to print.

BINDING

Honestly, you can bind however you want! I chose something fancy this time (because I'm trying to show off for photos), but normally I go for something simpler. Here are some methods I've used to bind zines/booklets before:

Three-hole ribbon binding (this is the method I used here)

Stapling

Pamphlet binding/saddle stitching

Methods I haven't tried but would probably work fine:

Another three-hole ribbon binding method + ring binding

Perfect binding

Machine sewing

Regardless of which method you use, I always recommend pre-folding all the pages before doing any binding. I usually try to fold like 1-3 sheets at a time--enough pages that it doesn't take forever to fold all of them, but not too many pages because I want to ensure each sheet gets creased really well.

Watch out for page order, by the way, because these pages aren't numbered!!

Depending on how you've bound it, it should come out looking something like this. Isn't it so cute??

Feel free to contact me if you need help!

CONTRIBUTORS

Thank you to everyone who participated in this zine!

Gizzia (twitter @ GizziaAobara) Nana (instagram @ honeyqtea) Nikki Bane (twitter @ Ghosty_Bane) Kiwi (@kiwifie) WovenSnow Easter Cha (me) madhu (@bunycube) Rionne (twitter @ dawnspring45) Mio (twitter @ nifocide) Alle (@tindoiimu)

It was my first time organizing something like this, so I'm really glad it turned out so great!! You guys are all so talented and awesome and I love what we've made!!!!!!

[mattslolita]

omg please lets do this guys !!

⭐ 30 favourites asks

favourite…

1 - season?

2 - classic film?

3 - nostalgia-inducing possession?

4 - shade of green?

5 - gemstone?

6 - hour of the night?

7 - quote?

8 - type of dream?

9 - happy song?

10 - sad song?

11 - character from a book?

12 - creative medium?

13 - memory?

14 - aspect of a person’s face?

15 - decade before the 2020s?

16 - band?

17 - animated film/tv show?

18 - constellation?

19 - poem?

20 - album?

21 - ending in fictional media?

22 - shade of blue?

23 - part of being alive?

24 - holiday?

25 - kind of candy?

26 - person you know?

27 - musical movie?

28 - superhero?

29 - book longer than 500 pages?

30 - book shorter than 300 pages?

[yanderelmk]

❣️❣️❣️RULES❣️❣️❣️

Though this is a Yandere Character blog, there still are limits.

-REBLOGS OVER LIKES -SPAM-LIKES/SPAM-REBLOGS ARE OK AND EVEN APPRECIATED -No Non-Con -No NSFW -OCs allowed! -Polyships are indeed allowed! -Every character from LMK is open to be requested except for Nezha and any characters past S4 -No you may not come to my inbox trying to debate/bully me into adding Nezha into the accepted characters category.

-No Anons. If you wanna say something, you say it with your whole chest. FUN BLOG SPECIALS: Want to ask your favorite yanderes a question? Check here for Ask the Yanderes!

ANON ARCHIVES:

🎧 - Headphones Anon

🌼- Blossom Anon

👁️ - Eye Anon

💌🎀 - Love Letter + Pink Bow Anon

🌸💖 - Cherry Blossom + Sparkling Heart Anon

🦢🔥 - Swan + Fire Anon

🐍🪽 - Snake + Wing Anon

🍄 - Mushroom Anon

🌶️ - Chili Pepper Anon

🐝 - Bee Anon

✨ - Sparkles Anon

🥀🌹 - Wilted Rose + Rose Anon

🐬🗡️ - Dolphin + Dagger Anon

🍯 - Honeypot Anon

🦇 🪶 - Bat + Feather Anon

🐈‍⬛ 🌺 - Black Cat + Hibiscus Anon

♈ - Aries Anon

💜💫 - Purple Heart + Star Swirl Anon

💖 - Sparkling Heart Anon

🥶☠️ - Cold + Bones Anon

🐦‍⬛ 💧 - Blackbird + Drip Anon

⭐ - Star Anon

🥝⭐ - Kiwi + Star Aon

🐉🪸 - Dragon + Coral Anon

🥠 - Fortune Cookie Anon

🌑 - New Moon Anon

📜 - Scroll Anon

🎲 - Dice Anon

🤡 - Clown Anon

🍵 - Tea Anon

💝 - Ribbon Heart Anon

🦝 - Raccoon Anon

🪷 - Lotus Anon

💖🐐 - Sparkly Heart + Goat Anon

🪺 - Nest Anon

💜🦋 - Purple Heart + Butterfly Anon

🤍🌙 - White Heart + Crescent Moon Anon

🌌🐈‍⬛ - Galaxy + Black Cat Anon

🐸💧- Frog + Raindrop Anon

☄️ - Comet Anon

🧶 - Yarn Ball Anon

◻️🦌 - White Deer Anon

🛌 - Bed Anon

💣 - Bomb Anon

🦤🌈 - Dodo + Rainbow Anon

[jungkxook]

welcome to a long list of tag games that people were kind enough to include me in but that i have fallen behind on and still want to do!! 

🌸5 little things which make me happy 🌸

1. seeing my family/friends having a good time/breaking out into laughter/big smiles 🥺

2. complimenting strangers just to see them smile (alternatively, when a stranger compliments me)

3. a really well-made iced coffee i can’t explain why but it makes my day instantly better hehe

4. writing!!!! (when my words can word)

5. collecting photocards aka little cardboard pieces of paper with grown men’s faces on it for some reason idk either 

💌: URL Playlist Tag 🎧

rules: make a playlist using the letters of your URL

j: jam & butterfly by dpr live u: u love u by blackbear n: never not by lauv  g: god’s menu by stray kids k: kiwi by harry styles x: xs by rina sawayama  o: o.n. by bts  o: one day at a time by ateez  k: kazino by bibi 

idk what the vibes are for this playlist skfnks 

💌: what are your best qualities?

you're fair, reliable and disciplined.

you know when you're listening to a song for possibly the thousandth time and just then, you notice a subtle bassline or a very soft repetitive tune tucked right underneath? and then every time you listen to it it seems to get louder and fuller until the song sounds like somewhat of a more defined, deeper version of what you already loved before? i think that's you. every time people look at you there's more to see, as if you're forever blossoming, developing, growing. you're safety yet you're exciting. you're steadfast yet ever-changing. you're a beautiful person and however calm or sad or unexciting you might feel, you're so easy to return to again and again because you're so difficult to forget. i hope you don't experience a feeling of being used for it, but rather treasured. it's hard to come by people with your heart.

which btscore are you?

ur koocore !! u remind me of chunky boots n leather jackets n goth boy jk !! u are probably always listening to music and thinking about the next tattoos and piercings that u want hehe 

which bts era are you?

black swan era

gifted kid burn out vibes, god tier aesthetic/style, you listen to classical music to study or just because you like it, but please for the love of god stop being so hard on yourself, those expectations that are placed on you come from people who will never be able to relate to you and never have to experience the things they demand of you, they do not define you, you chose who you want to be.

(minus the classical music, i did not ask to be called out like this)

what color is your writing? 📖

The warm brown of a cup of tea

Your writing is a comfort that your readers didn’t really know they were missing. It has a deeper meaning that may be missed by some of your readers but adored by the ones lucky enough to find it. Poetic language drips from your pages like honey, a sweet solace for every reader. Your words welcome all with open arms, encompassing them in a warm embrace that they simply melt into.

(idk if this is true but this was v cute omg)

i was tagged by the wonderful @ddaechwita​ @randombtsprincessa​ @suga-kookiemonster​ @yoonia​ @lurejoon​ for some of the above games!! thank you so much my sweets🥰

idk who to tag tho bc i’m so late on these asdkljaf but if by some chance anyone is seeing this who hasn’t done these and wants to do some (or all of them), feel free to say i tagged you in them heheh

[mattslolita]

the way i can take both at the same time

fawwwk they’re gonna get me in trouble

[mattslolita]

dealer chris who takes bambi on frequent shopping sprees 🛍️

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"this will so good with those platforms i got!" you squeal excitedly, holding up a black mini skirt with sparkly detail.

"sure would," chris hums in agreement, nodding towards the basket, licking his lips as he gives you a small grin, "put it in the basket."

you squeal again, quickly laying the skirt in the basket with the other piles of clothes before bounding over him and throwing your arms around him. you left small kisses along his face, then one final one on his lips before pulling away. chris moves to grab you by the waist, keeping you planted firmly next to him as you both continued to browse the isles.

you would probably never get used to large lumpsums of money chris spent on you when he took you on shopping sprees — at first you were scared too buy too much, afraid that you'd scare him off. and somehow, it never happened that way; chris loved seeing you dolled up in the clothes you liked wearing, and he always felt great knowing he was the one who was able to provide you with these things.

you were always holding onto his arm, or his arm hugged your waist, grazing against your ass as you picked out whatever it was that looked good to you.

if you were looking at something that got chris hot in his pants, often times then you found yourself pressed against the wall of the dressing room, silently moaning whilst chris had one of his digits in your mouth to keep you quiet, the other hand digging into your hips as he slammed his hips into yours while coaxing you to be quiet so nobody could hear you. your pretty little bows were tousled in your braids, eyes wide and watery as you had to keep from letting pleasurable sounds escape your plump, pouty lips.

no matter which scenario you'd end up in, you loved your shopping sprees with chris.

[mattslolita]

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[mattslolita]

matt turning his stuffed animals away before he fucks you 🙈🙈🙈

he would sooooo do thus omfg....

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your lips clashes with matt's messily, as you pulled him in by the collar of his shirt — his body was pressed solidly against yours, clothed erection subtly grinding against your clothed pussy causing you to whine from the tension.

"need you, matt," you breath as you pull away from him slightly, biting down on his bottom lip.

matt's gaze on you turns lustful as he stares down at you, a smirk gracing his features as he lifts your shirt over your head hurriedly — suddenly his movements halt, and you watch him curiously as he takes his stuffed pug and turns his face the opposite way on his beside desk before he hovers back over you with a smirk.

"matt, the thing isn't real," you giggle, as his hands grip your hips whilst he slides your shorts down your body.

"can't let him see me fuck you senseless, baby," matt breathes, ridding himself of his own pants showcasing his fully erect cock in his boxers.

[mattslolita]

dilf!chris 😩😩😩😩😩

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .˚ Daddy’s Home ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .˚

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♫ Hey Daddy (Daddy’s Home) • Usher

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♡ Dad/Dilf!Chris x Mom!Reader

♡ Warnings : smut, unprotected pnv (be careful y’all), hair pulling, pet names (daddy, baby, ma, babe, whore), breeding, degrading, praising, slight spanking, dirty talk?, almost getting caught, aftercare, fluff, I think that’s all?

♡ Wc : 2449

♡ A/N : we all love Dad/Dilf!Matt but like what about Dad/Dilf!Chris? Both men can give me their babies and I would be happy for the rest of my life. Sorry if this is absolute shittt <3

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Chris was coming home today. Having spent the last few weeks in Boston with his brothers to visit family, leaving you with your five year old daughter Amelia.

You were excited to say the least, and so was the hyper ball of energy who ran around outback with her toys. Having to call Chris every night or every other night to talk was just pure torture, for both you and your daughter. You could tell she missed her daddy dearly, having not really spent so much time away from him.

You smiled as you watched her from the chair you sat on, on the patio. Soaking in the sun as she played on the playground Chris had built for her. “Be careful sweetie!” You called out, watching her small body roughly run across the playground, growing concerned about her hurting herself.

“Okie mommy!” She cheerfully said back, slowing her pace a little as he slid down the slide, repeating the actions. You just shook your head, your heart swelling as you watched how carefree she was.

Just then, you heard a car pull into the drive way, your head snapping toward the fence as you see a figure get out of the car. You smiled widely, knowing exactly who it was. “Amelia, baby. Come here!” You said excitedly, your daughter running to you quickly.

Grabbing her hand you lead her inside, closing the back door behind you as you stood there, now facing the garage door. Your nerves were set on fire, the butterflies growing increasingly in your stomach. Even after all this time with Chris, he never failed to make you nervous.

The door leading into the house opened quickly, Chris walking in with his bags, a huge smile plastered on his face as he spotted his two favorite girls. “Daddy!” Amelia squealed, letting go of your hand to run towards Chris. His arms opening invitingly as he picked her up, spinning her around.

“There’s my favorite girl! How’s my lil bug doin’?” He mumbled as he pressed a kiss to her temple, hugging her tightly. You stood there, watching the way he held her against him, and you smiled as you crossed your arms.

His eyes flicked up, meeting yours as he continued to hold Amelia. You smiled giddily, blush rising to your cheeks as you walked over to them. He smiled in return, putting your daughter down slowly as he bent back up, wrapping his arms around you.

“And here’s my other favorite girl.” he whispered, head lowering to press a kiss to your lips which you happily reciprocated. You melted, arms coming to wrap around his neck as he pulled you closer to him. One you pulled away, you sighed contently, resting your forehead against his. “How’re you doin’ ma?” He asked, his breath tickling your face.

You hummed, “I’m doing better now that you’re home. Missed you so much baby.” You whispered, arms tightening around him more. He returned the act, holding you tighter. “I missed you too.”

“Bleh, that’s gross!” You heard your daughter say from beside you guys, a laugh bubbling out of yours and Chris’ throats. You pulled away, Chris turning his attention to your daughter.

“Mommy and daddy just love each other very much, lil bug.” He said to her. “And I love you even more!” He says as he ran towards her. She squealed, turning and running in the opposite direction as he chased her.

You shook your head, chuckling to yourself as you watched Chris chase her. Picking up his bags he left, you carried them to your bedroom, setting them near the closet for him to deal with later.

-

Dinner was all made, Amelia’s bath was all done and now Chris was tucking her into bed for the night. You could hear the soft giggles of her voice echo down the hall as Chris read her a story and was being his goofy self.

You laid there, night shorts and tank top on your body as the warm covers engulfed you. You could hear Chris close your daughter’s door softly, his feet padding down the hallway coming closer to your room.

The door creaked open softly, his large frame walking through the door way in nothing but his black sweatpants, shirt nowhere to be seen. You’d be lying if you said the sight didn’t turn you on, because it did. You were so touch starved for your husband, those few weeks making it feel like years since you last saw him.

He closed the door behind him, locking it swiftly before he made his way to the bed. Climbing in, he scooted closer to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your back flush against his chest.

“I missed you so much ma.” He whispered, his breath hot against your ear as you felt his nose trace the side of your face. You’d shuttered, a smile spreading across your lips. “I missed you so much too — missed having you here with me.” You say, humming softly as his mouth found your neck, peppering it with small kisses.

“Yeah?” He hummed, teeth starting to nip at your skin softly. “Missed having you pressed against me — it was torture not being able to touch you for so long.” He groaned out, his hips pushing forward against your ass. You gasped, your own hips voluntarily pushing back into his.

“Show me how much you missed me.” You whispered. After those words left your mouth, he turned you over, his body hovering over yours as he dipped down to capture your lips in a searing kiss.

You moaned against his mouth, hands reaching up to tangle in his hair as your thighs squeezed together, searching for more friction as you felt your panties grow damp. He nipped your bottom lip, causing a gasp to escape as he slid his tongue in, exploring your mouth as you easily submitted to his movements.

As he continued his assault on your mouth, his hands roamed down, gripping the edge of your tank top and tugging it up your body. Disconnecting your lips briefly so he could pull the fabric over your head, tossing it somewhere in the room as his lips came back down, trailing kisses down your neck and collarbone this time.

Chris kissed between your breasts, making his way to your right one and taking the hardened nub between his lips. He sucked harshly as his hand came to twist your left bud between his fingertips. You moaned, back arching into his touch as pleasure pricked your skin.

He pulled away slightly, hooded eyes looking up into yours. “You need to be quiet ma, can’t have everyone knowing what we’re doin’ hm?” He mumbled as he directed his mouth to your left bud now, lips wrapping around it as his hand tweaked your right one. You nodded desperately in understanding, panting harshly at his ministrations.

He pulled away, lips now kissing down your stomach to the waistband of your shorts as he looked back up at you. Smirking he grabbed them, starting to tug them down. “Lift your hips baby.” He said, and you obliged. Lifting your hips for him to slide your shorts and panties off in one swift motion.

Once your clothing were discarded he leaned down, pressing a few soft kisses to your inner thighs before pulling away, making you whine impatiently. “Shh ma — so impatient.” He spoke out, his frame crawling off the bed momentarily as he shuffled his sweatpants and boxers down his legs. Once his clothes were fully discarded, he climbed back on top of you, smirking as he grabbed your shoulder and flipped you over.

He grabbed your hips, pulling them high in the air as a hand pushed on your lower back, causing you to arch impossibly. He groaned at the sight in front of him, “god you’re so beautiful baby.” He said breathlessly, a hand coming down to swipe through your wet folds, eliciting a moan from you, your hips pushing into his hand.

“Ah — such a desperate little whore. Did you miss my cock baby, hm?” He asked, his hand pulling away, grip tightening on your waist. “S-so much, missed your cock so much.” You whined out. He just chuckled, his hand gripping his cock and stroking a few times before he lined up to your entrance.

Your hips swayed slightly, feeling his tip push against your entrance. His hips snapped forward without warning, a loud moan reverberating through your chest, eyes rolling back. Chris’ hand grabbed your hair, tugging it out of the pillow you had subconsciously pushed your face in. He tugged your head up, his other hand coming forward to shove two of his fingers into your mouth.

“I said to be quiet yeah? Such a fucking whore.” He gritted through his teeth as his hips continued to snap relentlessly into your own. “M’sorry daddy!” You whined out, the words muffled around his fingers. Your hands gripping the sheets below you.

“Mhm I bet you are. I bet you’re loving this hm?” He said, angling his hips to push deeper into you. “Missed my cock so much that you just have to let everyone know.” He groaned as he felt you clench around him.

You just whined, his hand letting go of your hair and fingers leaving your mouth. Causing your body to drop against the mattress, face burying back into the pillow. His hands found purchase on your hips again, slamming into you roughly. You suddenly felt a sting on your ass, Chris’ hand coming down to land a hard smack against it. You whimpered, walls clenching around him again.

“Ah — fuck! B-baby.” You moaned, your hips now pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Doin’ so good ma, takin’ me so well.” He whispered, landing another smack onto your reddening ass, causing you to whine once more.

Incoherent babbles left your lips as Chris’ hips picked up the pace, angling just right to hit that spot deep inside you that had your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. Your walls clenched around him once more, his body leaning forward to plaster his chest against your back.

“You gettin’ close baby? Gonna cum and make a mess on my dick. Go head’ make a mess f’me.” He moaned, teeth nipping your shoulder as you nodded, body shaking.

You felt your insides grow tight, the knot in your stomach pulled until it finally snapped. Your body convulsed, coming around Chris’ dick as his hand came around to rub your swollen clit. He growled at the feeling, helping you through your high as high pitched moans left your lips, sounding like music to his ears.

He lifted his chest back up, gripping your hips tightly once more as he began to chase his own high. “m’gonna cum in this pussy, give you another baby yeah?” He growled as he plowed into you, and you nodded, your body tilting on the edge of overstimulation.

With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside you, groaning as he released thick ropes of his cum, painting your walls white. You moaned at the feeling, pushing your hips into him as you felt so full.

You guys stayed like that for a moment, regaining your composure until you felt him slowly begin to slip out of you. You hissed, already feeling empty now that he wasn’t inside you. Your body collapsed against the bed, the feeling of his cum and your juices dripping down your thighs.

Chris laid next to you, panting softly as he turned you toward him, pulling you into his sweaty chest. “You okay love? You with me?” He asked softly, pressing light kisses to your head. You hummed, burying your face into his chest.

“Baby?” He asked once more, and this time you lifted your head. Your hooded eyes looking into his own as you nodded. “M’okay, I’m with you. That was — amazing.” You said breathlessly, your own breath coming out in soft pants. He smiled down at you, pecking your lips. “Wasn’t too rough?” He asked and you just shook your head.

After a few moments of comfortable silence, you hear a knock on your bedroom door. Your body immediately shooting up, eyes wide darting to Chris’. You scrambled for the blanket, covering your body as Chris slipped out of bed, grabbing his clothes and slipping them back on as he made his way to the door.

You watched as he opened it, your room too dark for anyone to notice you may have been awake. “Daddy?” Your daughter whispered out, a hint of sadness layered in her voice.

“Hey bug, what’s wrong sweetie?” Chris asked, kneeling down in front of her and pulling her into a hug. “M-mommy sounded hurt… is she okay?” She sniffled softly, and your faced heated. Chris nodded his head, scooping Amelia up into his arms and carried her down the hall. You could hear his faint voice.

“Mommy is okay bug, she was just having a nightmare. She’s okay, I promise.” He whispered. “Pinky promise?” Amelia’s muffled voice asked. Chris’ own voice replying in return, “pinky promise.”

After ten minutes or so, Chris came back. Closing the door once more behind him as he climbed into bed next to your naked body. He smirked as he pulled you to him, “you and that mouth sure know how to make someone worry.” He chuckled mockingly.

You smacked his arm lightly, “it was your fault!” You whisper-shouted to him, but laughed in return. “Mhm, you loved it.” He retaliated, pressing a kiss to your lips. And he was right, you did love it. But, now your child might just be scarred for the rest of her life.

You rolled your eyes playfully, “you know I did, now help me clean up please?” You asked, and he nodded, slipping away into the bathroom connected to your room. Hearing the water run then shut off, he came back out with a warm rag.

He walks back over to you, slowly turning you over as he takes the rag to your inner thighs, wiping softly. He made his way up your thighs, finally reaching your core as he wiped gently there too. You hissed softly at the feeling, but were grateful for his help.

Once he was done, he threw the rag into the laundry basket, grabbing a shirt of his on the way back to you once more. He helped you sit up, slipping his shirt over your head and then climbing back into bed with you. You snuggled into his chest, bodies tangled with one another as you both drifted peacefully to sleep.

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♡ A/N : this is absolute shit, sorry y’all. I’ll add the word count later…I need to get better at my smut cause I feel like this was rushed LOL.

[mattslolita]

imagine matt waking up hard and he tries to fix it himself but he needs you so he wakes you up and fucks you

oh fuck this is so hot ??

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matt groans, his hand rubbing across his face as his eyes flutter sleepily — he looks down to where covers are over him, only to see his very visible erection poking at the cover; he's hard.

his head lazily turns to see your still sleeping figure, your body moving up and down with each breath you take. your ass is slightly poked out, since you were turned away from him. he groans lowly, his hand coming down to go into the covers as he grazes his boner just slightly.

"fuck..." he whimpers out lowly, eyes trained on the curve of your ass. he lets out another when you move slightly, your ass jiggling only slightly as you accidentally press it against his side.

his hands descend all the way inside of his boxers, pointer finger pressing against his tip teasingly as he bites his lip, eyes trained on your backside — his hand slowly moves up and down his shaft, his upper lip tugging at the bottom one to conceal his moans.

but it's not enough.

he needed you — he needed to feel you wrapped around his cock, letting him fuck you slowly. he leans over to you, letting your body warmth encompass him as he hovers over your ear, a needy moan leaving his lips.

"baby..." he breathes out, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in your sleep, "baby wake up, please..."

"mm, matt..." you mumble, shifting around as you unknowingly graze your ass against his boner, causing him to hiss.

you can hear the hiss in your sleep, causing your eyelashes to flutter slightly before you slowly open your eyes, lifting your head up as you register the way matt's grinding himself into your backside.

"matt wha- what's wrong?" you ask him, as he lets another low whine, bucking his hips into your ass.

"need you, please..." he whimpers, and you gasp softly as his teeth graze your skin on your neck, "let me fuck you, please baby..."

"matt...m'still tired," you sigh, laying your head back down.

"i'll do all the work princess, y'can jus' lay here, yeah?" matt begs, pressing his growing bulge into you once more, "please baby..."

and how could you deny him? his neediness for you turned you on, and you found yourself slipping out of your panties for him — matt takes this as the initiative to stroke his painfully erect cock, spreading the precum across his tip as he aligns himself with your pussy.

his tip slides in between your thighs, inching himself inside of your now wet cunt. moans escape both you and matt's lips as he bottoms out, gripping your thigh as his nails dig into the soft flesh.

"fuckkk..." matt groans lowly, throwing his head back as he pulls out halfway, before his hips snap back into your ass, "so tight f'me, baby."

"matt," you moan, backing your ass into him to match his pace, "feels s'good..."

"love bein' in this pussy, fuck," matt moans, his hips snapping into your ass as his cock brushes against your cervix, "needed you s'bad..."

the slapping of skin sounds throughout the room, as matt continues to lazily pump his cock in and out of you — you grip onto the sheets beside of you, biting your lip to suppress your moans as matt leaves kisses along your neck, sucking on your sweet spot and leaving a purple mark in its wake.

"gosh, m'so close angel," matt moans in your ear, nibbling on your skin as his hips snap into yours, "gonna fill you up..."

"please, matt," you whine, throwing your head back against the pillow as his cock hits your gummy walls, "f-fill me up..."

matt's cock twitches inside of you, which told you he was close to letting go — your velvety walls squeezed his cock, as he continues to thrust into you slowly. with a loud moan of your name, matt releases inside of you, painting your walls white. it didn't take too long for you to cum after, your liquids mixing together as your legs shook whilst you moaned loudly after matt.

he rides out your highs, slowly pulling his cock out of you as it falls limp against his stomach — you're both breathing heavily, as matt rubs your back comfortingly, planting a kiss on the base of your shoulder.

"y'okay, love?" matt asks you, and you hum in response.

"what a way to wake me up," you joke, a giggle leaving your lips as you tiredly rub your eyes and turn to face matt, a smile on your face, "is your problem taken care of, now?"

matt smacks his teeth together, rolling his eyes at you as you giggle and press a quick kiss to his lips. "c'mon let's clean up, i'm making pancakes."

[mattslolita]

if you support trump gon ahead & quietly unfollow me right now. don't come in my inbox with the dumb shit, just unfollow me.

[mattslolita]

꒰ dealer!chris sturniolo ꒱ ⟡ headcanons !

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꒰ SFW! ꒱

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ have met bambi at some house party — you was a friend of matt's, so he was only somewhat aware of your existence; real sweet and innocent, you don't know the first thing about any drugs. you're in the bathroom trying to escape the noisy atmosphere around yourself, when chris stumbles in on you, a joint hanging lazily at the edge of his lips.

"woah, can you knock next time?!"

"m'sorry didn't know anyone was in here...hey what you doin' in here, anyway? s'your friends at?"

"matt's downstairs talking to some girl, i don't know-"

"matt? you know my brother? wait, aht, i got it, know who you are, now...y'eyes, got like a uh, bambi thing goin' on, y'know? gonna call you bambi, yeah?"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ never let bambi touch any drugs — he's dead set on making sure you prolong the innocence about you in that aspect.

"not even one hit? c'mon chris-"

"y'know the rules bambi, s'don't even try it. y'not takin' no hits of shit."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ chris keeps pink rolling papers, because bambi likes the color and it reminds him of your pink ribbons you wear in your ponytails.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ have a specific playlist for when he takes bambi on deals with him — he's got dominic fike and marina playing throughout the car as you hum contently.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ have a glove compartment full of lollies and other sweets for when you're on deals with him. the sight of bambi's lips carelessly wrapped around a cherry lolly has his mind whirling.

"got any suckers for me today?"

"y'know where to find em', doll."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ spoil bambi all the time — he's buying you clothes, perfumes, and any little thing that reminds him of you.

"this top is cute, but i don't-"

"yeah, put it in the basket."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ not have a label on your relationship — bambi's a little naive and thinks might call you his, but he's not trying to label what you have going on any time soon.

"yo, isn't she your girlfriend? she's always with you."

"girlfriend? s'not my girlfriend, nah...she's my girl though, y'get me? not datin' or no shit, jus' my girl..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ always have bambi sat on his lap at parties — his hand drums in the innermost flesh of your thigh as he massages you, whilst the other hand diligently distributes to the awaiting palms of people.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ mad dog the fuck out of anyone who looks at bambi the wrong way — especially when you takes you on deals, he's seething with anger when a customer gets particularly too close to you.

"nice to see you, sweetheart, hopin' i'll see you more-"

"get the fuck away from her man, or i'm knockin' ya ass out where you stand."

"chris, seriously?"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ send bambi random fit checks + snaps to keep you updated when you aren't with each other. likewise, he makes you send the same back so he can keep track of where you are when he's not with you.

"new shirt, you like it?"

"it looks so good on you, baby!" ( he'd never admit baby drives him wild. )

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ be affectionate to bambi in the most random ways — he's either got his arm slung around her, massaging her shoulder or he's got your legs resting atop of his own, massaging those whilst you scroll on your phone.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ always be kissing on bambi — forehead, cheek, arms, legs, anywhere he sees fit, really.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ make bambi wear his clothes when you stay the night at his place — he'll never admit that he loves the idea of having you in them, yet he can't resist the urge to smile when you're giggling sweetly about wearing them.

"i love this jersey! can i keep it baby, please?"

"y'know what, go head' sweetheart. looks good on you..."

꒰ NSFW! ꒱

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ be extremely possessive in bed, especially if you're batting your eyelashes a little too much at a customer.

"he could never fuck you like this doll, could he?"

"f-fuck, no chris..."

"who's fuckin' pussy is this, huh? tell me who you fuckin' belong to."

"y-you, yours, fuck!"

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ love love love to give bambi backshots — you're at a party and he's horny? he's taking you upstairs to the bathroom, bending you over the sink.

"such a good fuckin' girl, takin' my cock like this..."

"look at yourself in the mirror while i fuck you, sweet girl..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ finger bambi in the passenger seat if you're getting too whiny and can't wait.

"please chris, need to feel you inside me..."

"so fuckin' impatient bambi, jus' can't wait? s'all you get, my fingers...make a mess on em' c'mon angel..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ definitely have a breeding kink — though, he knows damn well the idea of bambi getting pregnant scares him, so he keeps you with birth control.

"fuck, such a tight pussy...gon' make you a mama, yeah? wan' have my babies don't you, ma?"

"gonna look so pretty carryin' our fuckin' kids, fuck..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ love high sex with you — he's lazily thrusting up into you while you ride him, head thrown back in pure ecstasy, or

"ridin' me so well ma, look so pretty on top of me like this..."

✦ his lidded eyes watch in anticipation as you're down below on your knees in front of him, looking up at him through your lashes while you suck him off.

"gah, shit mama, makin' me feel so good...keep fuckin' goin' thas my good girl..."

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ would love doggy — when you wear those short shorts around him, all he can think about is having your ass up in the air while he's pounding into you like there's no tomorrow.

✦ love missionary, too — it's a more intimate position, but he can't help wanting to see your fucked out expression while he's deep inside you, watching your ever changing expression while you feel him deep inside of you.

dealer!chris would . . .

✦ be a little bad at aftercare at first, but he's slowly getting the hang of it the more time he spends with you — he's cleaning you up and massaging you after you guys finish, and ordering food for the both of you whilst he smokes a joint for himself.

( lilly's corner 💌 )

dealer!chris are my roots guys, i'm gonna start writing for him again. dealer!chris & bambi!reader are my literal babies & i hope you guys enjoy them! 💌

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