Spotify - Blog Posts
TW: BRIGHT COLOUR
"I'm lost, oh well, I'm lost, I need help.
I'm done with you, you wh0re, fvck you."
Hear me out, русскоязычное комьюнити рдр. Я не могу перестать думать, уже на протяжении долгого, и ОЧЕНЬ долгого времени, про персонажей и песни. А именно про парочки. Я просто не могу нормально слушать «Ебанько — Лёшка лох» без того чтобы не думать об Мэри-Бэт и Киране. ЭТО ТУПО ПОДХОДИТ ИМ, НУ СОГЛАСИТЕСЬ???
Я также обязана написать с ними зарисовку по данной песне. Когда найду время. Если я его вообще найду.👀
Hehehehehehe
soooo I made another song fic bc apparently that’s my thing now.
so basically luffy and the gang get locked in prison. sanjis the only one not there, but when they try to get ahold of her she’s not answering.
….neither is Ace. Weird.
(it’s bc they’re trying to fuck also everyone’s genderbent cuz i ❤️ lesbians and they are my most favorite women. also zoro’s boobs save the day. plz read it)
Hehehehehehehehehehh
spotify yes spotify 🫡
Thoughts??
You should aim to listen more next year, really get your money's worth
my Spotify wrapped just came in!! :D
time to find out how fucked up in the head I am
i wrote a mista fic! take a look if you want to! be warned it is very much full of spoilers for jojo's part 5, angsty, and touches on some darker topics. proceed with caution if you do proceed at all, and please look at the content warnings i put!
(fic is inspired by lyrics from this song, and chapters are titled after said lyrics)
Man of War - Radiohead
Invincible season 3 finale
no blood version ⬇️
Jayce singing Drive by Incubus while driving
“In an interstellar burst, I’m back to save the universe”
close ups!!
Martingale by Searows just scratches my Zolu brain bc all I can think abt is Zoro yearning over Luffy when I hear these lyrics
I am starting to resent myself
I’m watching you across the room
And I am powerless to stop myself
From slowly turning into you
There’s a satellite above my house
I think it watches over me
If it could know me from the inside out
You’d be the only thing it sees
AHHHH, SECOND CHAPTER ETG SOMETHING WITH SOMETHING THE FUCK! IF YOU HAVE NOT COMPLETED YET, AND DO NOT WANT TO BE A SPOILER, DO NOT READ THIS WRITING, I AM AT SUCH EMOTIONS RIGHT NOW!! AAAA!
Hypnotized fairies ran all over the royal area, causing chaos. They laughed and ran around like crazy, not paying attention to common sense. And the main thing of this circus was Shadow Milk Cookie.
Cookies literally ran through all the obstacles, knocking down fairies in clown costumes, ignoring the cheerful music like at a children's party. For them it was not a holiday, unlike him
"APPLAUSE, APPLAUSE! It's so nice to see such a wonderful audience. And I want to see the main guest~"
Shadow Milk Cookie realized himself. He feels their gaze, their smile, the way they watch him. What a cute creature~. He gets curious... And maybe they can help him free the chaos.
The cookies were able to run to the stage where there was a cardboard version of the one who caused chaos in the kingdom. The doll bowed to them, marking the start of the show.
[Yes, the chapter is short, but it’s just the beginning. I need to discuss the script a little more and everything will be done as quickly as possible. Have a nice day, everyone]
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No one:
Me quietly watching the wedding:
Hey Alexa, play Turning Page by Sleeping At Last
@asktaemanuel
"Your love is my turning page, only the sweetest words remain"
They kiss
Me being happy that the bbies are married:
Howtfdoyoutalktocoolpeople??
I have some really cool moots that I wanna talk to but like
🎊anxiety🎊
Me rn:
(I'd dance to this with Aaron T in animal footy pajamas and it would be a glorious day)
"To a special someone,
You don't know how much I simply want to say 'I love you'.
Days go by, yet I wish the best for you. I want you to live, laugh, smile, and you be you.
I don't want to see you sad. I know there are bad days, yet I know you are strong and you can get back up. Rain makes flowers grow stronger.
I know for certain that one day... You will bloom like the flower you are. I love you dearly. I love you so much, friend.
Please understand the meanings behind each flower I send you. I beg of you. Keeping silent as a gardenia makes it painful for me. I wish you the best. Let's not waste any day. Thank you...for letting me meet you.
I shall continue to wait...till the gardenias bloom."
-M
ᯓ★ CEMETERY LADY! MY CEMETERY GIRL! ~
( ၴႅၴ+ —YANDERE!NIKOLAI GOGOL! x YANDERE!ZOMBIE!FEM!READER!
SUMMARY: Your name.. Written in beautiful dark crimson red ink, a psychopathic clown has taken a liking to a lady. A lady that he found so utterly beautiful, a beauty of imperfections that nikolai found oh so perfect. But a tragedy has struck him, before he could continue his obsessive motivs and plans, bang! You were dead, but that didn't stop you from laying on your casket. you had unfinished buisness, which is your undying love and obsession that made you crawl out of limbo and find your beloved once again.
ᯓ ⁺₊ ♱ .ᐟ— DEAD DOVE+ ROMANCE + YANDEREAU! + SUGGESTIVE! + SMUT! (seperate maybe, i might make it but it will be linked in between the scene when its starts, you may find it at @heartz4verlaineszz, my freak acc)
MDNI!!
A/N: mutual yandere btw! Nikolai was already obsessively inlove with reader when reader was still alive and this works to reader too, reader has always been obsessively inlove with him too, also possessive reader and nikolai :P and this fic is shorter than my other fics
(art by CREATNZY)
๋࣭ ⭑♡WARNINGS! : suggestive, blood, yandere themes, swearing, obsessive themes, collecting of each others belongings, initial skin ingraving, pet names (Moya Lyubov (my love), Moya pitchka(my little bird), milaya (sweetheart))
Ah, love. Something foreign to nikolai, not until he laid his eyes on you. What a beautiful lady! Your imperfections had him infatuated with you, to your personality and to your hyperfixations, how cute.
Everything was going so well for nikolai, he stalked all your posts. Checked up on your phone history by hacking into it when you had your screen protector replaced for being too clumsy and dropping it.. He also went as far on stealing your clothing and buying the same perfume that you wear.. It was eating his heart away, the thought of feeling you near him made him just wanna squeel and giggle uncontrollably. Not until he heard you got into an accident and died.. He misses you so baddddddd!
Your funeral was being held soon, he sighs and lays on his bed with his hand on his forehead, not really having motivation to do anything. What shall he do now? He doesn't have a purpose anymore really.. To be frank, his life objective was to be with you. With you gone.. He thought that if you're gone now, might as well meet you in the afterlife as well.. But, not yet. He has to feel you at least once, even if you're already dead. He sits up with his back slouched, lookin around his room, fully decorated with candid pictures of you and a big shelf with your belongings, to your used plastic water bottles, lock of hair displayed in a gold picture frame with red wallpaper, your bras, shirts, makeup, jewelry.. Anything that you've touched really.. He smirks after seeing your stuff, he stands up and grabs your shirt and bra before stuffing his face in em, laying back down on his bed and sniffing your faint scent, "mmm", he mewled out before sighing and sliding your shirt and bra off his face.. His expression bored and numb, he missed you so much, he would be lying if he said he wasn't devastated. He hasn't eaten all day since normally he'd be stalking you at this hour.
He eventually sits up after hours of whining and smothering your used shirt and bras with his face. He thought at first that now your dead, he'd finally be free.. Oh but he was so wrong! The thought of not watching you and never being yours pained him. More than the thought of him never being free. It made him wanna dig his nails into his skin and scratch the meat off his bones off!
The grandfather clock on the wall ticking made him feel more restless, he slides his shoes on before leaving his place. The walk to the place where your casket is was no biggie, he kept his expression was bored and a void as he walked, different than his usual excited and smiley expression. As he reached your funeral, he stays behind the trees for a while, alot of your family members and friends were still crying and wheeping as they surrounded your casket, your burial was just a few days away, he still has time to make you his cemetery baby.
A few hours later, nightfall came, your family members and friends have finally came home! Leaving your body and him outside. He smirks as he stood up from his hiding spot and walked over to your gorgeous fuckin body that was laying peaceful in the casket. He lets out a few giggles, his eyes filled with excitement, his fingers twitched to touch you, he sees your pretty face taking it into his hands and caressing your cheek before leaning your head back, noticing how they didn't even try to put on the correct makeup style you liked. He quickly applied some lippie that he stole from you a few weeks ago, changing your lipstick before quickly kissing you hard. Chuckling into the kiss softly before setting your head down gently, your body was a little rusty so he had to be extra careful with his beloved.
"Ah.. There you go, you look more you now.. How stupid of those people to not know what your lip color preferences are." he talks to himself while staring down at your face,mocking the way your own family didn't even put on the correct lippie on, slowly lacing his hand to hold yours. Your hand cold as ever, he smiles to himself, kissing your knuckles.. Noticing how cold your hand was compared to his warm large ones. "hm.. Its okay, I'll warm you up!" he whispers and giggles, his eyes half lidded but filled with hunger.
He kisses your knuckles slowly before sliding in a ring to your ring finger. A beautiful red ruby gem, a red that was red to be the same shade of your own blood. He smiles sweetly at your calm face, the smile radiating a sense of insanity and obsession to it while he caresses your hair and cheek sweetly, "Moya ptichka.." he whispers sweetly as he gives your hand another kiss with his eyes staring at your eye shut face, "This isn't goodbye, I'll see you once again, milaya."
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At your perspective, your soul was still stuck at limbo, unaware that nikolai was already giving you what you craved for. Limbo was tough. Fog and mindless spirits everywhere, it made you irritated at how lost you were, but of course nothing was ever gonna stop you from digging out of your grave and watch him again.
Now.. Back to nikolai. It was already the next day, he only came to visit your body at night. Where nobody was around. It was the last day of your body staying on land before you get buried 6 feet below. He brought a few things with him, a dagger, a locket filled with his and your hair and some other questionable trinkets.
The foggy and dark night could be frightening for some, especially at the cemetery. But not for him, he brought a lantern to see your face just in case! As he ran over to your casket with an undying hungry smile, he jumps in joy in seeing you up close again. "Moya Lyubov!" he takes your hand gently, it was his last day on meeting your body physically. He snaked his hands to your hand, kissing your knuckles once again before tying a red ribbon around your wrist to mark you.
His gaze was pressuring against your unconscious body, the fog and darkness surrounding you and him was unbearable, the only light source around was his lantern that he brought that illuminated his hungry gaze and your gorgeous face.
A tune in his head played, an urge to hold you close and waltz in eloquence to prove how much he adored you. Though your skin was rotting piece by piece, your cheek stayed fresh as ever, he caressed your cheek in obsession, "still forever soft for me."
The fog and darkness really gave nikolai an advantage of not being seen, one of his hands slowly snaked down to your thigh, pushing your dress up and squeezing it with hunger, "The world has been so cruel to you, milaya." he whispered, talking to himself while you struggled in limbo to leave and see him even while you were dead. "But.. Even in death, you belong to me." he smirks, a smirk that could've haunted lots of individuals but it was also a smirk that was meant for you. For you to remember and burn into memory.
A few hours has already passed, with him just sitting on the edge of your casket and holding you gently while talking to himself all obsessed like he was talking to you. "Even if death make us part, you'll forever still be mine."
He caressed your cheek, holding you gently to avoid hurting your dead body, "Remember when you first started wearing that lipgloss and that perfume? Oh you are a gorgeous little thing. I couldn't stop staring! You were perfect just like how perfect you are right now." he talks to himself again, giggling and remembering how you smiled when you found something funny, another reason why he wanted to have you as his dear lady. Your looks just add to your eccentric and unique dear personality you know?
With the last few hours of the night fell down so the sun could rise, he held your thigh tightly, "Moya Lyubov, im sure you wouldn't mind having a symbol of me with you forever right?" he giggled, slipping a dagger in his hand, "This might hurt.. Apologies in advance." he whispers near your ear before slowly but surely engraving his initials on your upper thigh, gently wiping the blood of, whispering apologies and cooing, obviously you felt nothing since your soul was still at limbo. "Mm..you're so pretty. I'm sorry it hurts milaya." he coos at you, caressing your cheek and giving your thigh a quick kiss before covering you up again with your dress.
he quickly leaves the dagger under the pillow that was cushioned below your head, a symbol of him giving his dagger to you. he slowly slid the locket with his hair and your hair around your neck. As the daylight rose up, he kisses your forehead before slipping off after hearing your family members talking and their heavy footsteps.
He slips off to the nearby forest, waiting for your burial. Time passed as he got in disguised to look more like your..friends. Your casket was about to be buried. affirmations filled his head,
"I love you, I love you,I love you,I love you,I love you,I love you, I love you,I love you,I love you,I love you,I love you, I love you,I love you,I love you,I love you,"
he repeats in his head like a mantra, he takes a step near your casket, dressed in black suit,white jabot with a red ruby brooch and his hair all inside in his black top hat to conceal his long braided hair. Everyone stared at him, assuming he was one of your close friends since he held a dark red rose. Your casket slowly lowered down into the 6 feet deep hole, he throws the rose to your closed casket, "Death will not end us or stop me. We will be reunited milaya,"
At your point of view now, you successfully escaped limbo. The limbo that had a blueish tint, fog, mindless spirits that has been driven into insanity from how long they have stayed in limbo, and the murky floors that made you feel all icky at the sensation of sludge. In an attempt to leave this foggy void your will and unfinished business on earth gave you the strength to escape and return back from the dead.
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A few days has passed, a rotting feeling ate nikolai alive, oh god he needed to see you. His heart was beating so fast, only thinking about you whenever he gazed at the grass or that photo of you sleeping in your room. A photo that he adored so dearly. He thought he'd go off fine and be free but this thought of having your body with him eternally wouldn't seem like such a bad idea..that's why he packed a shovel. 2:55 AM, he snuck off, running to the cemetery on where you were buried. He slowly stood on top of your grave, extending his arm to get something from his cloak. He tapped his foot as he grabbed around before grabbing out the shovel and a lantern. He sets the lantern down and began to dig rapidly.
Pants and huffs and the sound of soil thudding could be heard, he digged and digged before hitting a "clink!", your casket, the sound of his metal shovel and your casket clanging, he smirks, sweat beading off his forehead, he sighs and let's the shovel go, letting his ability to push you into the land above. "We'll be together again Moya pitchka!" he laughs, Panting with a love dazed expression.
He sticked his tongue out in concentration as he pushed your casket into the portal, as he successfully got you on land, he wasted no time to open your casket, only to find that your body was gone.
Nikolais eyes widened, what happened to his lady!? Even the dagger he hid under your pillow was gone! He places his hand under his chin, thinking on who could've kidnapped your body. Nobody was around your grave for the past few days, who could've done it?
⁺‧₊˚ஓ༻ 𓆩♡𓆪༺ஓ˚₊‧⁺
Back at nikolais house, you were running into the woods, his dagger in your hand and your dress dirty from the soil that you climb out of, a few stumbles and runs you reached his place. With a quick climb of a window and expecting to see him, you found the house to be empty. You scratch your head and sigh in dissapointment, quickly moving back to ur apartment to change and quickly sneak back in to his room, so far so good. Nothing has changed. It was weird how you have never seen him sleep on his own bed. You look around, looking at his weird trinkets before reaching his closet, opening it and collecting some of his clothing before tripping on one of the gloves that fell to the floor, "oh-!" you land with your face against the wall of the closet before hearing the sound it made. It sounded like..it was hollow inside. You quickly stand up and dusted yourself, with a knock to test it to its fullest, you find a socket. You put your fingers in the rectangular socket, pushing it to the side to reveal a staircase, you smile proudly after seeing this, has your dear nikolai have been hiding a secret room? Perhaps it was a room full of more of his stuff. You waltz down the stairs, singing a soft tune, your voice having a hint of curiosity as you mutter to yourself, "Now now, i wonder what this room could b-! Oh."
You expected the room to be filled with more of his stuff, either it be more of his hats, clown makeup, guns, and other trinkets you can "borrow", you find yourself staring at the things that You own. The walls a dark crimson red and rosewood floors, and tons of big wooden shelves against the walls, all containing each of your missing things. Your lacy bras, Your used lipsticks , your panties, shirts, gloves you worn, used pillow cases, your pens, the old phone you had. You get the point. The walls were adorned of hundreds of candid photographs of you, one of the bigger picture was in gold frame. a picture of you sleeping and Nikolai in the corner as if he took a selfie and printed the picture out to have it all framed and pretty..Then you realized,the bedroom that you've been stalking and watching was just a decoy.. A decoy to hide his undying obsession of you.
you looked around the shelves and seeing the tons of bottles of your favorite perfume distracted from the feeling of your beloved nikolai having an infatuation of you,large hands began to wrap around your waist "Oh.. There you are milaya." he whispers into your ear,pressing your back against his chest,a haunting sweet smile spread across his lips as he leaned closer to you snaking his free hand to grab your hand "You're not supposed to be here you know?.." he pouted sarcastically before laughing "Moya pitchka don't run away from me..You can see how much I adore you." he whispered, his voice cooing and desperate while he was caressing his hand to your waist then down to your hips..your breath hitches as you feel his touch. Your gaze brightens up, letting him touch you freely, "Oh.. Hello my dear kolya." you gently taking his hand.
he grabbed your hand back swiftly,he quickly spins you around,your back hitting the wall and his knee in between your thighs..He had a hand on your hips tightly.. tight enough to leave a bruise on your skin You gasp at the impact huffing from the tension you've been caught. But you just can't help but enjoy this moment.. he had a hand on your hip and his other hand on your thigh,gripping it tightly and huffing, "I missed you so damn fucking much.." he kissed your neck, huffing and holding you tightly as if you would dissappear if he loosened his grip. "You wouldn't understand how much i love you, it hurts milaya." he whispers into your ear in between his soft neck and collarbones kisses, his kisses always changing into soft and gentle to rough and desperate.
You look down, not resisting but rather wrapping your arms around his neck, the dagger he left you in one of your hands, the blade was near his pulse, close enough to end his life before you sweetly say, "But i do understand. I missed you too." with those 4 words falling from your lips,his eyes widened. You weren't frightened or screaming like he thought you would, his wide eyes changed into a smile, a cheeky hungry smile. Perhaps this was a new reason on why he adores you damn fucking much.
He quickly pressed his lips against yours roughly, gripping onto your thigh and waist tightly, "Oh, baby, You dont know much i need you." he says in between kisses, slowly sliding his large hand around your inner thigh, lifting your thigh up, his other hand on your waist to support you standing. His voice turned into breathey, his voice evident with need and desperation, his grip on your thigh tightening, as if you were gonna disappear again if he loosend his grip, "Please.. Please, milaya, let me show you how much i adore you." he panted out in between kisses desperately, you huff and you gripped on to his shoulders, the dagger near his neck falling onto the ground, clinging and thudding from the fall. He leaned closee to your ear, whispering sweetly, his voice sweet as honeydew but breathey and desperate too. "See? I told you death wouldn't keep us apart.. Now.. Let me show you what dreams are made of."
A/N: lol idk if i should write the smut part, just comment if you want it, also.. When i was first and originally writing this I ACCIDENTALLY DIDN'T SAVE THE DRAFT SO I HAD TO REWRITE IT ALL AGAIN.. ACCORDING TO MY MEMORY.. GRRRRR.... but anyway, enjoy!
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Don't you think this song suited Pure Vanilla Cookie and Shadow Milk Cookie?
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so cool!!!!!! yeah great
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Something I figured you can use on a Glitchcore Music cover, like Odetari's music or something, or use it for aesthetics 💅
Happy, new year, I guess
Lookin' forward to a bright year,
And as always, spread the New Year Cheer!,
I won't post often because of school, heck, even a year so forgive me for any inconvenience. So bye, I guess ,🙃
IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND ✿࿐
summary: in which y/n is in love with their best friend matt. will she tell him? or does he confess first?
contains: bestfriend!matt, petnames for reader (ma), for matt (sweet boy), use of y/n.
slightly proof read.
i don’t know if this will get a part 2.
SLIGHT PLOT ⚠️
SLOW BURN ⚠️
enjoy! :)
i was with matt in the van.
we were heading home from getting snacks from the store.
nick and chris didnt want to come along, so they made us go. i wasnt complaining because i enjoy spending time with matt.
“what do you want to listen to?”, i asked matt while scrolling through my playlist.
“anything is fine, y/n”, he said while staring at the road in front of him.
i turned on a dominic fike song, our favorite song and matt instantly started humming.
i looked over at him and smiled at him.
he smiled back.
“whats the smile for ma?”, matt teased as he looked at me and then back to the road.
he knew that pet name got to me, he teased me 24/7 with it.
“nothing. just enjoying being with you”, i said as i looked away out of the window.
he put his hand on my thigh.
“i enjoy spending time with you too ma”, he replied chuckling and looking over to me.
my heart flutter and my face grew red.
i was flustered, all i could do was smile back at him, and look away.
he stopped at a red light.
“why are you hiding your face ma, you flustered?”, he questioned grabbing my chin to look at him.
i looked at him, my face red as strawberries.
“you’re so pretty”, he said looking at me as he tilt his head.
he let go of my chin and smirked as he started to drive again.
my breathing grew heavy as i looked back out of the window.
was i imagining things?
he was definitely flirting with me.
“you wanna watch a movie when we get to the house?”, matt asked.
he still had his hand on my thigh.
“y-yeah thats fine….”, i trailed looking forward out of the dash.
he squeezed my thigh.
“you good?”, he said smirking as he looked at me.
i nodded, as i stayed staring forward.
“use your words ma”, he teased with a smirking expression.
“im good, matt”, i responded as my breath hitched.
he looked over at me and back to the road.
after i said that, the ride to the house was quiet.
besides matt humming every once in a while.
we made it to the house and matt took his hand off my thigh finally.
i took my seatbelt off, grabbed the bags and got out of the car.
matt was still in the car and got out a few seconds later.
“got everything ma?”, he asked looking at me.
“yeah”, i responded looking back at him.
he walked over and held my open hand as we walked into the garage.
he unlocked the door and we walked inside.
we made it upstairs and i let go of his hand.
i put the bags down while nick and chris ran into the kitchen.
“did you get what i want. did you get what i wanted?”, nick asked jumping up and down.
“yes nick we got what you want”, matt said as i laughed.
chris followed behind nick.
“wheres my sour skittles?”, chris asked smirking at me.
i dumped the bag onto the counter and everyone grabbed their candies.
nick walked over to the couch and plopped down while chris stayed at the kitchen table.
meanwhile i grabbed a bag of popcorn and started popping it in the microwave.
matt found a bowl and sat it on the counter.
he walked up beside me as i stood at the microwave.
“you wanna watch a movie in my room away from those goobers?”, he whispered into my ear, making me laugh.
nick looked over at us and shook his head looking back at the tv, chris was glued to his phone.
when matt pulled away, i nodded.
“i’d love that”, i said smiling.
he smiled back at me and took the finished popcorn out of the microwave.
we grabbed drinks, our candy, and the popcorn and headed to matt’s room.
when we go to his room, i sat all the stuff onto his desk, and plopped onto the bed.
he smirked, staying behind me a bit, before setting all the stuff down he had in his hands, and plopped down next to me.
he looked over at me.
“what do you wanna watch ma?”, he asked staring at me.
i shrugged my shoulders.
“hmmm, what about hereditary? we haven’t watched that in awhile”, he said smirking.
i smiled, he always knew my favorite things.
“yeah”, i said nodding as my face grew red.
“sounds good ma”, he said still smirking as he got up and grabbed the remote.
i sat up and snagged our snacks from his desk.
i plopped back onto his bed and sat up against the head board.
he scooted next to me and i laid my head on his shoulder as he started the movie.
we were halfway into the movie.
“shit-“, i muttered out as i looked away from the screen.
matt’s head stuck up and he pulled me closer.
“its all good ma, just a jumpscare. you forgot about it, huh?”, he asked chuckling as he looked down at me.
i nervously laughed.
“yeah, yeah i forgot”, i said laughing still as i looked up at matt.
he had this glint in his eye, looking down to my lips, then back to my eyes, but he just turned and faced the tv.
my breath hitched again like earlier.
but i looked back at the movie.
as soon as i knew it, matt had fallen asleep leaned on me.
it was 11 pm when i picked up my phone.
he mumbled a few times in his sleep.
i smiled and laid my head against his.
all of a sudden, a knock at the door.
i opened my eyes and chris had walked in.
matt’s eyes fluttered open and looked up.
“cmon man i was asleep. what do you want?”, matt said throwing his head back.
“nick was wondering if you guys wanted to watch a movie, but looks like you already did”, he said looking at the tv and then back to us in the bed.
“we made popcorn earlier. how did you guys not realize?”, i said laughing.
“you guys made popcorn?”, chris said gasping as he took a step back.
matt scoffed and i laughed.
“you guys do not pay attention”, matt said as he looked back up at chris.
“i’ll leave you guys alone”, chris said as he shut the door behind him.
i sighed and looked over to matt as i slid a piece of his hair behind his ear.
“what now sweet boy?”, i said smiling up at him.
he smiled back at me and kissed me.
“matt, i-“, i said pulling back startled.
“shit. i-i’m sorry ma”, he said looking down and rubbing the back of his neck.
“i- just have wanted to do that for awhile”, he said looking back up at me.
i smiled when he said that, i then scooted back next to him.
he looked back down again.
“i’m sorry ma. i didn’t mean to make anything weird”, he trailed but i stopped him from talking when i pulled his chin up to face me.
i kissed him.
i put my hands around his neck and straddled him.
small sounds and whimpers escaped his mouth as i did.
he instinctively put his hands onto my waist.
i pulled back to look at him.
i laughed a little as i messed with his hair.
“can i tell you something ma?”, matt said looking up at me.
“of course sweet boy”, i said looking down to face him.
“i love you ma. i’ve loved you for awhile now”, he said fluttering his eyes opened and closed still looking into my eyes.
i don’t think i’ve ever smiled so hard before.
i’m pretty sure a few tears formed in my eyes.
“i love you too matt. i love you so much”, i said smiling as a tear fell down my face.
he wiped it and pulled me in for another kiss.