#matt dierkes drabble

[thefallennightmare]

All Eternity-Matt Dierkes x OFC!Faye[JP Universe]-coming soon.

So, what started as a cute little innocent text turned into a little blurb/drabble fic. It will be set in our favorite universe with one of our favorite couples! I will post it in a few hours. Let me know if you want to be tagged! Enjoy the little snippet below the cut!

Letting out a yawn, I shook out the tiredness from my bones as I dragged my feet through the back halls of the venue, looking for one person.

My person.

I waved and smiled at other crew members as I turned a corner but halted momentarily when I finally looked at him at the other end of the hallway. Matt was talking with the Vigil with his back turned to me so with a wide grin, I broke out in a sprint towards Matt and jumped on his back.

"What the fuck?!" He yelled with a laugh as he stumbled on his feet a bit but managed to keep us both up right.

I placed a kiss on Matt's cheek. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

Vigil shook his head at our antics. "I'll catch you guys later. Thanks for everything tonight Matt."

I waved at him. "The Ghost Inside killed it tonight. I'll email over the pictures once they're edited.:

"Take your time, Faye. You guys did us a solid."

Matt wrapped his arms around my legs and began carrying me on his back towards the back door of the venue and his truck parked on the far end of the parking lot. It was late in the evening so the only noise outside were crickets.

"I'm so tired," I sighed in the crook of his neck. "Can you carry me all the way home?"

He squeezed my leg when I said the word home. Our home.

"I'll carry you for all eternity if you'd let me, fairy," Matt vowed while tossing a wink over his shoulder.

[deathblacksmoke]

i’m sorry for what i’ve done <3

@circle-with-me requested prompts 2, 3, and 7 and i can’t really be blamed. 18+ nsfw below the cut

It all feels too much, the way you’re helpless to do anything but grind down against his fingers and muffle your whimpers into his neck.

You’ve already cum and he shows no intention of stopping — not that you want him to. Not that you know what you want. He’s rendered you dumb.

“Matty,” you whine into his neck, placing kisses to his soft skin. You feel his chuckle beneath your lips as you hear it, and it makes you grind down harder. You want to be good for him.

“I know, baby. I know it’s a lot.” he soothes, but there’s an edge of something a little mean and taunting in his tone. “Give me one more and I’ll let you have my cock, okay?”

Your eyes go wide, you straighten your torso, getting the leverage you need with your hands on the couch behind his head. The only thing you can think is fuck, yes.

“Please, pleasepleaseplease,” you hear yourself muttering brainlessly. His hand clamps down, hard, over your mouth, his eyes widening as he shushes you.

“Be quiet or they’ll hear you,” he whispers into your ear. “Keep being good for me. You can give me one more.”

His demands play on a loop in your head as you grind down harder. His hand keeps its place over your mouth, and with the way you’re whimpering, you’re sure you’ll need it.

Good job, darling is all you hear as your vision blacks.

[iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning]

Matt Dierkes

Warnings Key:

🥀: Angst

🪻: Fluff

🌹: Smut

🌺: Suggestive but no smut

Blurbs/ Head-Cannons/ Drabbles

@thefallennightmare :

dry humping matt’s leg 🌹

throat training 🌹

@amourtoken :

roommates/ cheating on bf w matt (justified) 🌹

Oneshots

@circle-with-me :

‘summer’s in the air, heaven’s in your eyes’ 🥀🌹🪻

@withcrossesandframes :

‘Just For Tonight’ 🌹

Period Sex 🌹

@honeytama :

‘Across The Fence’ 🌹

@thefallennightmare :

‘For You? Never’ 🪻🌺

@darksigns-exe :

‘you live in my dream state’ 🥀🪻🌹

@magnificentstrawberryomen :

‘friday night, movie night’🪻

[artificialbreezy]

Masterlist

please note, while some works may be SFW my blog overall is NSFW. minors DNI.

✨-series

Noah:

Finding Her ✨

Noah Texts - one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven

Brat!Reader x Dom!Noah

Dom!Noah

Dom!Noah + Manners (ft Matt)

Brat tamer!Noah

NSFW Thoughts - one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine

Headcanons/blurbs - one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen

Birthday gifts

Noah's fave phrases

Welcome Home - Noah x reader smut

Dad!Noah, part 2

Little!reader x daddy!Noah

Mean!Noah Drabble

Mean!Noah (again)

Mean!Noah (x3)

Mean!Noah x titty play

Noah’s your god

Noah’s puppy

Noah’s puppy x2

Casual Intimacy (ft jolly)

Shotgun with Noah

Nick Folio:

Smutty blurb

420 smutty blurb

Matt Dierkes:

FWB to lovers

Matt texts - one

Smutty blurb

Smutty blurb x2

NSFW thoughts - one, two

Free Use

Joakim “Jolly” Karlsson

daddy Jolly

Casual Intimacy (ft noah)

daddy Jolly x2

Nicholas Ruffilo

cock worship

mean Nicky

caregiver Nicholas

[deathblacksmoke]

@honeytama wanted 2 and 14 from the prompt list with lap king matt and i aim to please and he makes me wanna gnaw off all my limbs and scream <3

cw for he’s a little subby✨ 18+ nsfw below the cut

He’s being so needy all day — clingy, grabby, whiny — and you haven’t been able to focus on anything you’ve needed to get done.

If he would just give you a moment of peace.

You feel a little sad for him, his sweet pout and his furrowed brow. He’s gone so much, and you miss him too, but your day can’t always stop. You know he’s been high-strung. He so often is, and with all this pent up, he’s been bound to break at one point or another.

It seems the day is today. You tried to ask him to give you a couple hours, you just have a little bit of work to do and then you can dedicate your time to him, but the look in his eyes had cracked your resolve quickly.

You decide you have no choice but to pull him into the bedroom, push him down on the bed, and climb atop him. You need to give him something so maybe he’ll give you a moment’s peace this afternoon.

The moment he brings his hands to your hips, it’s clear he isn’t going to make this easy on you, but you know the only way you’ll get this done is if you keep control of the situation.

He whines a little when you take his hands in yours, held together in front of you so he can’t move you. You move your hips languidly across his lap, unsurprised when you feel him already hard beneath you. You stifle your moan — this can’t be that. This can only be to get some of the neediness out of his system.

A broken moan brings your attention to his face, his eyes screwed shut, his full, pretty lips parted, and you have to look away or you won’t be able to stay focused.

You place your focus on the wall ahead of you, a growing crack you’ve been meaning to patch for months. Matt mutters a fuck beneath you and it’s your first reflex to clamp your hand down over his mouth.

You allow yourself to look down at him, and he’s so pretty, his eyes wide and a little teary, a question in them.

“Just be quiet for a little bit, Matty,” you tell him, and he nods, but you don’t trust him enough to move your hand. He’s so gorgeous, his noises going straight through you and you can’t let yourself be distracted.

Your other hand makes a home on his chest, leverage to move your hips back and forth, and he so kindly doesn’t move his hands. You can tell he’s close, you feel him shaking, just a few more rocks and—

He muffles a groan against your palm as you feel the wet spot form in his pants beneath you. Your hand moves from his mouth, to cup his jaw, as you scoot forward and lean down to kiss him.

You let him bask in it for a moment, placing kisses along his face as he comes down. His skin is so warm beneath your lips.

“Why don’t you take a shower and start a load of laundry, sweet boy?” you offer. He nods, docile. You can’t be sure he won’t fall asleep right here. “I just have a couple hours of work to do and I’m all yours tonight.”

His shower is quick — it’s not 15 minutes later that you’re sitting at your computer, hearing his soft snores through the wall that separates you, content you’ll have a couple of hours before he needs you again.

[thefallennightmare]

Matt Dierkes Drabble

So does anyone want a little drabble of the dream I had with Matt Dierkes or no?

[thefallennightmare]

All Eternity-Matt Dierkes x OFC! Faye[JP UNIVERSE]

Pairings: Matt Dierkes x OFC! Faye[JP UNIVERSE]

Warnings: fluff and smut(not my best work but its pretty tame)

Summary: Matt has a promise to prove to Faye.

Authors Note: I hope you all enjoy this little drabble into one of our favorite JP couples! I'm sorry if I missed any tags, I just went off everyone who was previously tagged in the other Matt/Faye fics.

Tags: @blueskylinesx @artificialbreezy @loeytuan98 @thatchickwiththecamera @dsireland86 @iknownothingpeople @bngurngheart @malice-ov-mercy @heyyoplayer @myownthoughts12 @vinyardmaurado @missduffsblog @hayleylatour @sleepyomens @marvelousmal @lma1986 @wild-child-7747 @calleyx13 @illmakeyousaywow @jaded-and-hollow-souls @itsafullmoon @shilohrosechicken @klutzy-kay24 @shadowseve @exitwoundsx @thisbicc @pathion @sammyjoeee @whenthesummerdies @flowery-mess @its-inourblood @madomens @collidewiththesavannah @xserena-13 @cncohshit @rain-down-on-me @sorrowsofsilence @xmads-omensx @dominuslunae @follow-me-down-to-wonderland

Letting out a yawn, I shook out the tiredness from my bones as I dragged my feet through the back halls of the venue, looking for one person. 

My person. 

Both Matt and I decided at the last minute to help out our friends in The Ghost Inside since they had a show in Los Angeles tonight. Matt used to do their front of house work before taking over with Bad Omens so he wanted to get back to his roots for the night while I decided to shoot their entire set. It was good to get back into the routine of work since neither Bad Omens or Hollow Souls were touring at the moment. 

While I was happy to shift into work mode for a few hours, I was now ready to dive into bed with Matt; in more ways than one. Before we left to come to the venue tonight, we were busy watching our sex tape but didn’t have time to finish what we started because Matt realized the time; us being late. So I’d been wound up all day sexually with the images from our sex tape replaying in my mind over and over. 

I waved and smiled at the crew members of The Ghost Inside as I turned a corner but halted momentarily when my eyes landed on the man that held my heart and soul from the second our gazes locked for the first time so long ago. 

Wow, that was cheesy as fuck. 

Matt, who had his back turned to me, was down at the other end of the hallway talking with Vigil. With a wide grin, I broke out in a sprint towards Matt and jumped on his back.

"What the fuck?!" He yelled with a laugh as he stumbled on his feet a bit but managed to keep us both up right. 

I placed a kiss on Matt's cheek. "I've been looking everywhere for you." 

“I’m never too far from you, Faye,” Matt smiled.

Vigil chuckled at our antics. "I'll catch you guys later. Thanks for everything tonight Matt." 

I waved at him before adjusting myself on Matt’s back. "The Ghost Inside killed it tonight. I'll email over the pictures once they're edited.”

"Take your time, Faye. You guys did us a solid." 

Matt wrapped his arms around my legs and began carrying me towards the back door of the venue and his truck parked on the far end of the parking lot. It was late in the evening so the only noise outside were crickets. 

"I'm so tired," I sighed in the crook of his neck, breathing in his familiar scent. "Can you carry me all the way home?" 

He squeezed my leg when I said the word home. Our home. I moved in Matt’s place last week after we grew tired of jumping back and forth between our respective places and when it was becoming too much for Boo due to his old age, we both agreed it would be better if I moved in with him. I agreed almost instantly because I couldn’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be than with Matt. 

"I'll carry you for all eternity if you'd let me, fairy," Matt vowed while tossing a wink over his shoulder.

“OH!” I smacked his chest as we walked. “Noah texted me the plan for Y/N’s birthday tomorrow. Everything is set in motion. I just need to make sure I’m there with my camera.” 

“Time still the same?” He wondered. 

I nodded. “Yep. They have something planned in the afternoon but should be home by four.”

Once we reached his truck, I went to jump off his back which only made him hold on tighter as he walked around to the passenger side and managed to open the door while still carrying me. Turning my back towards the open door he walked backwards a few steps until my ass hit the seat and I giggled while sitting in the truck. 

“My own Prince Charming,” I cooed. 

Matt reached up and buckled the seat belt for me. “Anything for you, fairy.” 

We shared a quick kiss before he shut the door and jogged over to the driver's side. The back seat of his truck was packed up with both of our equipment. Even though it was nearing midnight and we both were exhausted, there was no way Matt would leave the equipment in the truck. He’d spend an hour once we arrived home unloading everything and putting it in their respective places. 

Matt started the truck, letting it idle and warm up a bit since it was a little chilly tonight, and I could help but smile as I watched him type away on his phone. The lights from the dashboard and his phone luminated his face, more so the dimple in his cheeks when he smiled. He tossed his hat on the middle console once he sat behind the wheel and shook out his long golden hair. He wore his typical work fit of joggers with a hoodie and it just urged me on further to snuggle up to him in bed the second we got home. 

“Are you hungry? We can stop at a drive through on the way home?” He asked while tying his hair back. 

“I’m fine,” my voice was quiet. “I really just want to get home so I can change into your sweats and snuggle up in bed with my best boys.” 

Matt leaned over and cupped my cheek, the truck still idling in the parking lot of the venue. “Everything alright?” 

I nodded in his grasp. “More than alright. I love you.” 

“I love you more,” he breathed over my lips before capturing them in a tender kiss. 

It was sensual, slow, yet filled with so much love it made my head spin as his fingers dragged down from my cheek to my neck to hold me in place at the back of it. My hands rested on his chest as my tongue brushed along his bottom lip before exploring his mouth. The kiss deepened as our tongues fought for dominance and soon the air in the truck was no longer chilled but thick with sexual tension. His large hands rested on my hips to bring me over the center console so I was able to sit in his lap. 

Our hands wandered each other's bodies, mine ripping out the band that held his hair together so I could pull on the ends as I continued to kiss him with such fervor. Matt was usually the dominant one but he allowed me to take the lead as I left kisses from his mouth down his jaw and neck line, all the while rutting my hips into his. The hardness of his cock evident in his joggers as it brushed against my pussy through my leggings. 

“Matt,” I moaned while sinking my teeth into the sweet spot of his neck; the one I knew drove him wild. 

“What do you want?” His fingers slipped underneath my shirt to tease my nipples through my bralet. “Come on, fairy. Use your words.” 

His mouth worked on leaving a mark just below my ear and when I pressed my pussy harder against his cock, I could feel the cool wetness between my legs. I’d been so wound up with our kissing that all I needed was another minute of dry humping Matt to tip over the edge. So instead of speaking, I reached for the waistband of his joggers to pull out his cock but when I bent low, wanting a taste, my ass hit the horn on the steering wheel; the noise echoing throughout the empty parking lot. 

My giggles filled the space of the truck as I pulled away from Matt, who still had half of his cock hanging out of his pants; the smallest bead of precum gathering at the slit. 

“We should stop making out like a couple of teenagers and get home,” I sighed while starting to get off of his lap. 

“I’m not going to make it home,” his voice was gone, lost in lust, as he wrapped his arm around my back so he could hold me to his chest. 

Opening the door, he carried me over to the bed of his truck and opened the door with a free hand. He already had a blanket laid out because Zeus loved to ride in the back here when we would drive over to Noah’s and Y/N’s house. 

“Matt,” I warned while looking over the parking lot as he set me on the blanket. “What if someone sees us?” 

He shrugged while pulling off his shirt with such an attractive ease, it made my pussy clench. 

“No one’s here, Faye. Everyone’s left,” he climbed up into the bed of the truck and stalked over towards me. 

My hair cascaded down my shoulders and back causing Matt to twirl a strand between his fingers. 

His blue stained fingers. 

“Do you know how hard it is to get this dye off of you? I had to hide my hands in my pockets tonight when I wasn’t working,” he grumbled under his breath. 

I giggled while linking our hands together and bringing them to my lips to pepper his knuckles with kisses. 

“I told you to wear gloves, dummy. But let me show you my gratitude for dying my hair earlier today,” I muttered while wrapping my legs around his hips to bring him back down towards me. 

Our lips met again in kiss, tongues fighting for dominance once more. Matt made quick work of removing my shirt and helping me shimmy out of my legging. The chilly breeze bounced off my heated skin as Matt pressed his body against mine. He swallowed my moan when his fingers brushed over my soaked panties, teasing my clit. 

“Please,” I murmured against his lips. “I need you, Matthew.”

Matt’s mouth left kissed down my neck, between the valley of my breasts after he took off my bralette, and it hovered over my navel. His warm breath spoke into my skin. 

“I love you.” 

Those dark eyes stared up at me through his long lashes and I brushed away the hairs from his face as I gazed down at him. 

“I love you too.” 

With a kiss to the inside of my palm, Matt dragged down my panties to pocket them right before he quickly worked himself out of his joggers and briefs. Both of us lay there naked in the bed of his truck, the moonlight and stars in our backdrop. He looked absolutely ethereal staring down at me and my heart swelled when the corner of his mouth lifted in a sly smirk. 

“You’re staring,” he teased while shifting himself between my legs. 

“Can you blame me? I have a gorgeous boyfriend and I can't help but stare,” I mused. 

Even in the darkness, only illuminated by the street light a few feet down from us, I could see the faintest crimson hue cover Matt’s cheeks. His fingers wrapped around the head of his cock to gather the precum and rubbed it between two fingers before dragging it up and down my pussy. 

“You’re already so wet for me, Faye,” Matt observed. 

I breathed while arching my back off the blanket. “All I thought about today was you in that ski mask.” 

He hummed while guiding the head of his cock between my legs. “I’m so glad I listened to you and we watched our sex tape this morning.”

Locking eyes with me, Matt slowly pushed himself inside of me and I let out a noise that was a mix between a groan and a moan. His long hair fell to my chest like waves as he rested his forehead there, his hips stilling for a long moment. 

“I’m not going to last long, Faye,” he muttered into my skin, right before his tongue flicked over my nipple. 

“Neither am I,” I breathed while scraping my nails in his hair to pull his face up to me, crashing my lips to his. 

Just like the pace of his cock, our kiss was slow and sensual. We both were taking our time with each other, savoring every part of each other. Matt hooked my legs over his lower back to angel his cock deeper and my head fell away from his lips, down to the bed of his truck. He linked our fingers together, placing them over my head, as his pace began to quicken. Matt was close, his cock pulsating inside of me, and I raided my hips up to meet every one of his thrusts. The base of my spine began to burn with the heat of my blooming orgasm, something I made evident with a whine. 

“Faye,” Matt grunted, burying his face in the crook of my neck. “I’m gonna-.” 

I kissed the freckles that lined his shoulder, urging him to fall to the edge with me. My orgasm was quiet yet powerful, as my jaw fell slack. Matt pressed his forehead against mine so look deep into my eyes. 

“Marry me.” 

With one final thrust, he spilled himself inside of me as I continued to stare up into his eyes, white noise loud in my ears as I tried to make sense of the two words he just muttered. 

“Wh-what did you say?” I choked on air. 

Matt brushed his nose along mine. “Marry me, Faye.”

My heart jumped in my throat and my body shook underneath him. Every single fiber of my soul was set ablaze and I couldn’t stop the smile that broke out on my face. 

“Are you sure?” I asked, blinking through the sudden tears that gathered in the corner of my eyes and held his face. 

He now cupped my face to lay a tender kiss on my lips. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I will carry you for all eternity, fairy. I want you to be my wife.” 

Still buried deep inside of me, Matt reached for his joggers that lay scattered in the bed of the truck and dug in the pocket and pulled out a black velvet box. 

“Wait!” My eyes bulged while I rested up on my elbow, the chilled night air brushed over my peaked nipples. “Was this whole thing planned?” 

Matt now slipped out of me, much to my dismay, and sat on his knees while rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Well, if I’m being honest, the question kind of tumbled out like word vomit.”

I parted my lips to speak, suddenly feeling very hurt but Matt noticed so he quickly waved me off. “I want to marry you, Faye. I had plans on asking you but I don’t have a ring. I do have this though. I bought it for you the other day but haven't found the perfect time to give it to you.” 

My body shook from not only the cold but also the shock of everything the last few minutes so before he gave me his gift, Matt wrapped another blanket around my shoulders and then sat in front of me. When he slowly opened the black velvet box, I gasped before snapping my eyes up at him. 

“The Evenstar?” My bottom lip wobbled as I blew out a shaky breath. 

He fucking proposed with the necklace from The Lord of The Rings? 

If Matt hadn’t just fucked me in the bed of his truck, I would have taken him all the way down my throat in appreciation. 

Matt wore that loveable, dorky, smile as he nodded. “You left it up on your laptop and kept muttering around the house about how much you wanted to buy it but it was too expensive.” 

“Matthew,” I breathed. “You-.” 

“Yes, I did,” he interrupted me by taking out the necklace and leaned forward, placing it around my neck. 

“Now, it’s not a ring. But we can take our time and find one that fits you perfectly.” 

I immediately grasped at it, holding it tightly in my hand while blinking away the tears. “I love it.” 

“So,” Matt raised a brow, twirling a piece of my teal hair around his finger. “Is that a yes?” 

“YES!” I yelled out into the night air as I tackled him down onto the bed of the truck, my lips colliding with his. 

[thefallennightmare]

For You? Never-Matt Dierkes

*gif created by me. feel free to use, simply give credit*

Pairings: Matt Dierkes x Reader

Warnings: just pure fluff, a smidge of smut talk.

Summary: A cute moment where you try to surprise Matt with something only to find out he's always two steps ahead of you.

Authors Note: Enjoy this little drabble about a dream I had the other night! I really love writing Matt so there will be more in the future, besides the one-shot I've got planned.

Tags: @thescarlettvvitch @burning-outx @concreteemo @artificialbreezy @klutzy-kay24 @itarisblog @cookiesupplier

I have to tell Matt this. 

Pushing my way through the crowds of people, I took the stairs up to the rooftop garden two steps at a time, trying to get to Matt before something else took his attention away. I knew he was busy setting up for the small acoustic show that Bad Omens was putting on tonight but he needed to know what I just found on my phone. 

There was a small raccoon sanctuary place a few blocks from here that allowed small group tours. With our off day tomorrow, I knew that he would be all for this idea. It’d been so long since only the two of us went out together, especially while out on the road working. 

Once I stepped onto the rooftop, the cool autumn air made me pull Matt’s sweater closer to me as I looked through the busy bodies running around setting up for the show. When my eyes landed on him, I felt my heart jump into my throat at the sight of him. 

His typical hat was covering his face as he bent over the sound desk, working on a new softer mix for tonight's show. I could see the muscles strain under his shirt, memories of last night fluttering to my mind knowing that the fabric was hiding the scratches down the entire length of his back. 

“Matt,” I snuck underneath his arm to wrap myself around him. “I have to tell you something.” 

If it was anyone else interrupting his work, they’d be on the receiving end of a glare and a typical Thotblaster comment but for me, those hard eyes softened as he cupped my cheek. 

“Where’d you run off to?” Matt asked after pressing a kiss to my forehead. 

“I helped Noah set up the merch table downstairs. But I have to tell you something,” I said while gripping the front of his shirt. 

“Oh did you see the new design for the Hell I Overcame sweater? I know you love Greek Mythology so I reached out to the guy who drew it,” Matt brushed away a few loose strands of hair from my face. 

“No not that,” I chewed my lip. “Well, yes. I do love that design. I already told Noah to keep one to the side for me. But that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about. I know you’re busy.” 

“For others, yes,” he pressed a kiss to my lips. “For you? Never.” 

Wrapping my arms tighter around his waist I deepened our kiss for another long beat before pulling away, breathless. Two years together and Matt still managed to make me breathless with every kiss. 

“So you know how we have an off day tomorrow?” I started. 

The sounds of everyone setting up for the show faltered beneath us, only Matt and I existed as he stared at me with fondness in his eyes. 

“There’s this raccoon sanctuary a few blocks from here. I thought maybe we could make a day of it. Get dinner afterward. Maybe see a movie? I don’t know, I just thought that it would be good for us to take a break away from everyone for a few hours.” 

I rambled on when I noticed Matt didn’t say anything, simply stared at me and lifted my chin with a finger to brush his lips over mine again. 

“I’m two steps ahead of you, sweetheart,” he muttered against them. 

“You planned this already? Why did you let me ramble on then?” I gazed up through my lashes while sneaking my hands underneath his shirt, softly scratching at his warm skin. 

Matt shrugged and gently pressed me against the sound desk behind me. “You’re cute when you ramble. The way your mouth moves, your eyes shine with excitement, and the way your teeth bite your bottom lip.”

I could feel his cock twitch underneath his joggers when he pressed his hips against me and knew he was also thinking about last night. It was a quick but quiet fuck in his bunk on the bus since everyone was asleep. His hand was covering my mouth as he fucked me with such fever it made my head spin; my nails against his skin were the only outlet for my screams when I finally came. 

“Matt,” I breathed. “There’s people around.” 

He hummed into the crook of my neck, breathing me in. “I’ve got a couple of minutes until the show starts. Maybe we can sneak onto the bus again? No one’s there so you can be as loud as you want.” 

With a giggle, I patted his chest to give us some space, but not before kissing his jaw. 

“Later,” I promised. 

Wrapping his arm around my shoulder, Matt pulled me into his chest to show me his laptop. 

“Any guess what song I’m working on?”

I shrugged while wrapping an arm around his midsection again. “I have no idea what I’m looking at.” 

“Two years together and you still don’t understand my mixes,” Matt tsked while clicking his tongue against his teeth. 

I pinched his side. “Sorry, I was preoccupied with being your assistant for the first six months. Your good looks distracted me from paying attention to anything you said.” 

“And my charm?” He smiled wide with a wink. 

“Sure,” I joked while stepping away from him, knowing I had to head back down to help finish setting up the merch table. 

I made it two steps before Matt wrapped his arms around me again, this time my stomach to pull me into his chest. 

“Matt,” I giggled when his fingers softly dug into my stomach. “I have to go help finish setting up.” 

I felt him shake his head behind me before resting his chin on top of my head. 

“Nope, you’re staying here with me. I want to officially show you what I do.” 

With a content sigh, I eased into his embrace as he went through everything he did as the front-of-house manager for Bad Omens and all the other varieties of mixes for each song. All the while, I gazed up at him over my shoulder with a fond smile. 

The sight of him was breathtaking. He looked so intense as he rambled on about things I didn’t understand with the view of the skyline behind him, the flowers and plants that lined the edge of the rooftop paled in comparison to his eternal glow that always captivated me. 

“I love you,” I proclaimed. 

Matt paused talking about the kind of equipment he used to cup my cheek, laying a firm and fiery kiss upon my awaiting lips. 

“I love you too.”

[deathblacksmoke]

too sweet

pairing: matt dierkes x f!reader

cw: fluffy little drabble — cuties in love, bordering on so fluffy i might pass out about it, unprotected p in v sex, mentions of rough sex

word count: ~900

author's note: needed matt fluff, wrote matt fluff 🩷

title from “too sweet” by hozier.

It feels a little possessive, the way he slings an arm around your shoulder and pulls you flush against his side.

He’s always a little arrogant and you love that about him. There’s a bit of softness that it seems is reserved for you and you only — a quick temper when he snaps at one person or another, but always tender when he turns his attention back to you, eyes sparkling and smile wide, ready to take your hand in his again.

His face is painted with a smug expression when you look over at him — he’s so gorgeous, and as you study him, it occurs to you that the possessive nature of his hold is probably something closer to pride.

It matches your own. You love being his.

Whatever this thing is between the two of you, it’s still so fresh. Your skin still heats everywhere he touches you, your heart still races, and you wonder if it will ever stop feeling like that.

You take a moment to wonder distantly when he’ll ask you. It feels like such a big scary thing, but you want it. You feel so at peace, here with him, where he sees you and listens to you. He flies you out, shirks his responsibilities for the afternoon so he can be the one to pick you up from the airport with a bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand. He makes you feel special.

He moves so quickly from bossing the guys around to glancing over to you, expression softening, hand raising in a small wave. You melt for him, watching the show from the balcony behind his booth. The best spot in the house — you can watch him work.

He spends his entire off day letting you drag him around a city he’s been to a thousand times, letting you stop him time and time again to take his picture. You want your photo library full of him, to look at when he’s gone from you. He never complains, not about you.

You want him to ask.

You’re taken out of your thoughts just in time to watch the moment he catches you staring, his smile widening as he pulls you closer, placing a kiss to your forehead.

“What are you thinking about?” he asks, his tone playful.

“Nothing,” you respond, too quickly to be believable but he doesn’t push it. You lean your head against his shoulder, getting as close to him as possible, pleased to have the conversation another time.

You know him well enough by now to know that a switch has flipped in him, too.

You aren’t used to it like this — blanketing your body, whispering soft and sweet praises in your ear as he rocks gently into you. There isn’t a part of you that isn’t touching, which isn’t out of the ordinary—

But what you’re used to is different, on your belly for him with him draped across your back, or gripping your hips so tight there are bruises that stay for weeks, head shoved into the pillow and filth spewed at you. And you love it like that, the way it juxtaposes itself with how sweetly he treats you in the moments leading up to it and the moments following. The way he’s always too sweet for you even when he’s calling you names and turning your cheeks a ruddy red.

It feels different this time, as he has your hands in his grasp above your head not to restrain you, but to hold them. To keep you close. He lets out the smallest gasp when you lace your fingers through his, placing breathless kisses to your lips.

It’s bliss.

Bliss when he slides his hand between your bodies, the angle awkward for him with how he refuses to put any more space between you than is absolutely necessary but managing to pull your orgasm from you as expertly as he always does.

He looks at you like he’s in love, a look you’ve never known as well as right now — you don’t know what to do with that, as he’s draping himself over you again and placing kiss after kiss all over your face before spilling inside of you with a whimper.

“Fuck—” he groans. “I fucking love you.”

And your head swims.

You consider not bringing it up, letting him clean you up with such care, not speaking a word. Maybe it was a heat of the moment thing, and you can be okay with that.

But as he gathers you into his arms, face pressing into your hair and inhaling, you have to ask.

“Did you mean it?” you ask him, feeling suddenly shy and uncertain. You’re so scared he’ll say no, feeling your hands trembling before he takes them in his and turns you to face him.

His face says it all, but he just nods, seeming shy and uncertain himself.

“Couldn’t ask me to be your girlfriend first?” you inquire, mostly a joke although you can’t help but find his order of operations amusing. He always has been a little unorthodox.

“I thought that was implied,” he shrugs, making you laugh at him. “Isn’t it?”

Thinking back through every moment you’ve spent with him, all the time he’s spent treating you so nice and making you feel so loved, while you spent it wondering when he’d finally ask you.

He’s been yours all along.

You nod, settling back comfortably into his embrace. “I love you too.”

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dividers by @saradika-graphics <3

[thefallennightmare]

Surprise, surprise. I did not get to finish this drabble/one shot tonight. But I promise, it will be posted tomorrow night!! Feel free to let me know if you want to be tagged!

All Eternity-Matt Dierkes x OFC!Faye[JP Universe]-coming soon.

So, what started as a cute little innocent text turned into a little blurb/drabble fic. It will be set in our favorite universe with one of our favorite couples! I will post it in a few hours. Let me know if you want to be tagged! Enjoy the little snippet below the cut!

Letting out a yawn, I shook out the tiredness from my bones as I dragged my feet through the back halls of the venue, looking for one person.

My person.

I waved and smiled at other crew members as I turned a corner but halted momentarily when I finally looked at him at the other end of the hallway. Matt was talking with the Vigil with his back turned to me so with a wide grin, I broke out in a sprint towards Matt and jumped on his back.

"What the fuck?!" He yelled with a laugh as he stumbled on his feet a bit but managed to keep us both up right.

I placed a kiss on Matt's cheek. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

Vigil shook his head at our antics. "I'll catch you guys later. Thanks for everything tonight Matt."

I waved at him. "The Ghost Inside killed it tonight. I'll email over the pictures once they're edited.:

"Take your time, Faye. You guys did us a solid."

Matt wrapped his arms around my legs and began carrying me on his back towards the back door of the venue and his truck parked on the far end of the parking lot. It was late in the evening so the only noise outside were crickets.

"I'm so tired," I sighed in the crook of his neck. "Can you carry me all the way home?"

He squeezed my leg when I said the word home. Our home.

"I'll carry you for all eternity if you'd let me, fairy," Matt vowed while tossing a wink over his shoulder.

[circle-with-me]

me requesting these prompts while moi writes them for me 😈

(evil laughing to hide the fact i’m screaming cumming and dying in the pit rn)

i’m sorry for what i’ve done <3

@circle-with-me requested prompts 2, 3, and 7 and i can’t really be blamed. 18+ nsfw below the cut

It all feels too much, the way you’re helpless to do anything but grind down against his fingers and muffle your whimpers into his neck.

You’ve already cum and he shows no intention of stopping — not that you want him to. Not that you know what you want. He’s rendered you dumb.

“Matty,” you whine into his neck, placing kisses to his soft skin. You feel his chuckle beneath your lips as you hear it, and it makes you grind down harder. You want to be good for him.

“I know, baby. I know it’s a lot.” he soothes, but there’s an edge of something a little mean and taunting in his tone. “Give me one more and I’ll let you have my cock, okay?”

Your eyes go wide, you straighten your torso, getting the leverage you need with your hands on the couch behind his head. The only thing you can think is fuck, yes.

“Please, pleasepleaseplease,” you hear yourself muttering brainlessly. His hand clamps down, hard, over your mouth, his eyes widening as he shushes you.

“Be quiet or they’ll hear you,” he whispers into your ear. “Keep being good for me. You can give me one more.”

His demands play on a loop in your head as you grind down harder. His hand keeps its place over your mouth, and with the way you’re whimpering, you’re sure you’ll need it.

Good job, darling is all you hear as your vision blacks.

[baddestomens]

i gotta GO i cannot do this anymore

🚪🚶🏼‍♀️

i’m sorry for what i’ve done <3

@circle-with-me requested prompts 2, 3, and 7 and i can’t really be blamed. 18+ nsfw below the cut

It all feels too much, the way you’re helpless to do anything but grind down against his fingers and muffle your whimpers into his neck.

You’ve already cum and he shows no intention of stopping — not that you want him to. Not that you know what you want. He’s rendered you dumb.

“Matty,” you whine into his neck, placing kisses to his soft skin. You feel his chuckle beneath your lips as you hear it, and it makes you grind down harder. You want to be good for him.

“I know, baby. I know it’s a lot.” he soothes, but there’s an edge of something a little mean and taunting in his tone. “Give me one more and I’ll let you have my cock, okay?”

Your eyes go wide, you straighten your torso, getting the leverage you need with your hands on the couch behind his head. The only thing you can think is fuck, yes.

“Please, pleasepleaseplease,” you hear yourself muttering brainlessly. His hand clamps down, hard, over your mouth, his eyes widening as he shushes you.

“Be quiet or they’ll hear you,” he whispers into your ear. “Keep being good for me. You can give me one more.”

His demands play on a loop in your head as you grind down harder. His hand keeps its place over your mouth, and with the way you’re whimpering, you’re sure you’ll need it.

Good job, darling is all you hear as your vision blacks.