#sorry middsy but look at at him!!!!!!!
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babygirlspurgeon · 5 months ago
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baby girl brock faber you will always be famous
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bitchinbarzal · 14 days ago
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37. "When will I see you again?" 32. "Have you ever loved someone before?" With Matt Boldy
These seem like more happier prompts so I challenge you to make them as angsty and sad as possible. 😉
this is in the maisie Middleton au bc I needed maisie
The wild Christmas party was in full swing at the Middleton’s and Matt somehow was stuck colouring in with Maisie.
Not that he was complaining, he loved hanging out with her.
“Matt?”
“Yeah?”
“Have you ever loved someone before?”
Matt frowned at her abrupt questioning “Why do you ask M?”
Maisie hummed “well because a boy in my class told me he loved me but I don’t really know what that means and my daddy just said I wasn’t allowed no boyfriend”
Matt chuckles softly knowing just how protective Middsy can be.
“Well yeah I’ve loved someone before” he shrugged.
“Who?”
The simple question sat heavy on Matt’s chest.
“Well you remember Y/N, right?”
Maisie nodded with a smile “Auntie Y/N”
“Yeah… well she was my girlfriend and I loved her lots”
Maisie giggled “You did?”
“Uh huh”
“She looks so pretty in her dress” Maisie mumbled, pointing across the room.
Matt shifted to her view, seeing you infact standing there across the room talking to Morgan.
“Oh…” he mumbled.
“Outside the lines!” Maisie whined, Matt’s pen had strayed across the paper.
“Sorry, sorry!” The commotion between the two had caught your attention across the room.
Maisie giggled once again “I think auntie wants to see you”
Matt ruffled her hair and got up to meet you across the room.
“Hey” he started “You look pretty”
“Hey” you replied “You also look pretty”
He laughed softly at your attempts of a joke “I haven’t seen you since-“
“Yeah” you whispered softly “We don’t need to talk about that Matt”
He nodded, really he didn’t want to talk about it either.
The end wasn’t good for either of you and you didn’t want to relive the past.
Throughout the night the two of you exchanged soft glances, passing touches and smiles.
You felt warm, like this familiar hold.
By the end of your night Maisie had asked you to tuck her into bed before you left, you of course, couldn’t say no.
“Auntie?”
“Yeah peanut?”
“You went away for such a long time, when will I see you again?”
You brushed her hair out of her eyes and before you could answer her yourself a voice echoed from the doorway of her bedroom
“She’ll be around kiddo, if I’ve got anything to do with it”
You both turned to Matt standing in the doorway. Maisie leaned up towards you and loudly whispered “He told me he loves you”
“Yeah?”
She nodded “Pinky Promise it’s true”
“Well I kinda love him too so it’s ok”
Maisie smiled widely before shouting “Daddy you owe we ten bucks! I did it!”
The two of you looked at one another before you said “They used a four year old to get us back together”
“Hey! I’m almost five”
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chromatic-crow · 5 months ago
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99 !!!!!!
accidental stimulation, sorry Brock lol
Brock’s not sure how he wound up sandwiched between Middsy and Brandon in the back seat, grimacing at the fact that they’re pushing his legs closer together. Feeling his ears start to flare as Connor turns the car, wishing that they had just taken two instead of all of them cramming in together. He tries to make himself smaller, pulling his legs tighter together, hoping that neither of them can tell just how hard he’s gotten. Trying to keep his eyes from fluttering shut as they hit a patch of rough road, biting the insides of his cheeks to avoid moaning. He tries to move some, letting out an annoyed groan as he pushes Brandon away as he harasses Connor about his driving, listening to them argue as Boldy tells Connor to focus on the road. Fighting a losing battle as Connor drives over the roughest part of the road on purpose, giving Brandon a look in the rear view mirror. Eyes closing for a second before Middsy pats his thigh, giving him a knowing smile and a wink, keeping his hand on Brock’s thigh as they keep driving.
prompt weekend
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