i love you theory posts about night five i love you refreshing the dash every two minutes to see pixels i love you liking posts by the same five tumblr users on the dash for two hours straight i love you all the people i’ve forced to blacklist mcr i love you seeing the same urls in my notes every concert night even though we don’t follow each other because we’re experiencing something together i love you random teenagers dedication i love you everybody hates the eagles i love you streamers i love you people who scream and cry in the tags of posts i love you going crazy about deepcuts i love you welcome to the black parade i love you documentary/live album truthing i love you gerard i love you frank i love you ray i love you mikey i love you my chemical romance
No cuz ‘Any Kind Of Guy’ by Big Time Rush is the EXACT same vibes I wanna put out there- that song is my transmasc experience and I’m just now realizing- send tweet
February 5, 2014: During a backstage interview for The Big Reunion 2013, Matty is asked about which weird snacks he and his band indulge in while on tour, explaining his appreciation for hot raisins. (source)
Currently picturing Steve enabling wannabe rockstar Eddie and when they do little shows he helps him with the eyeliner and makeup and maybe a little glitter and tells him how sexy and metal he looks. When they take off he gets his own makeup person and Steve still always tells him how hot he looks before and after the shows.
CC is doing a big reunion tour and they’re doing an interview and the interviewer shows them old ass pics of their old shows and Eddie’s eyes bug out of his head and he’s like ‘y’all let me go out there like this?!’
And they’re like ‘yeah Steve would do your makeup and you were so stupid in love you couldn’t see that he did a terrible job.’
And he gets all doe eyed like he’s remembering when Steve would do his makeup and says ‘well I don’t think it’s that bad… It’s the thought that counts!’
Of course the CC fandom knows Steve so they go feral about him doing Eddie’s early makeup. When Eddie gets home it’s to Steve with his arms crossed. ‘You thought I did a bad job at your makeup 🥺’
And Eddie’s like ‘no baby, I didn’t mean it like that I promise.’ Basically groveling even though he knows Steve is probably joking.
Steve says ‘okay I forgive you…….. if you let me do your makeup for your next show 👹’
And the first show of the tour Steve does Eddie’s makeup like he used to and the fans go crazy when he comes out and they even chant Steve’s name.
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: soft dom!matt x reader (definition of a titty man)
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you surprise your boyfriend at his last show of the versus tour. you obviously had to wear the dress to it, but too bad matt has to wait until the show is over to do what he’s been wanting to do for a month.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT but fluffy, swearing, titty fucking, p in v
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,245
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: you guys are the literal best omg.
idk how i feel about this one but i do have a shit ton in the works that i can’t wait to share😇
the flight from LA to ft. lauderdale was close to five hours, and you were jet lagged.
especially since you had to take a late flight which didn’t help either.
now, you’re sitting in the uber that picked you up from the airport and texting nick.
it was his idea to have you fly out and surprise matt since everybody else is going to be there. chris knows too, and since he’s a blabber mouth at best, you specifically told him if he tells matt your secret you’ll cut his dick off.
by some miracle, nick and chris successfully snuck you to your room.
you didn’t bother unpacking your suitcase. instead, you kicked off your shoes and knocked out with your clothes still on.
it took a few knocks at the door to realize you weren’t dreaming them to fully wake you up. you groan, rubbing your eyes and shuffling to the door. “y/n! wakey, wakey.”
you open it, revealing a smiling nick with a brown bag in one hand and an iced coffee in the other. he holds them up in front of you.
“i got you food and your favorite iced coffee from dunkin’.” he says. “i can’t stay long because we’re heading to the venue soon, and you have to get fueled up. i know how jet lag can be.”
“thank you, nick,” you reply graciously, grabbing the things from his hands.
“i’ll send you the address and all that.” he tells you, turning 180° before spinning back to face you again. “also, you better have brought something stunning to wear. matt might actually faint from all the surprises you’ll be throwing at him all at once.”
he winks at you before going into the elevator to meet the others.
of course, you brought something stunning to wear. looking in the mirror, you’re wearing a navy blue dress. it’s the navy blue dress you were wearing in the photos matt jerked off to when you guys were on the phone.
you walk into the hidden door that leads backstage. the boys were there plus nate and justin. nobody noticed you yet, and you wanted to keep it that way.
you heard matt talking to nate about how he’ll be his teammate, but the conversation mostly consisted of nate giving a lecture about how to not fuck up jenga.
you cross your arms and lean against the doorway. “maybe if you didn’t yank the jenga blocks out, the tower would stay up.”
their voices die down in milliseconds and turn to face you.
“what the fuck?” matt questions blankly. it seems like he’s trying to comprehend if he’s hallucinating or if you’re really here in ft. lauderdale standing in front of him.
when it clicks in his head that you’re indeed not a hallucination, he comes running over to you and engulfs you in a big hug.
he lifts you from the floor and holds on even tighter, not caring about the other people in the room.
to him, this moment is just about you.
“you’re not being slick, you know.” he whispers in your ear.
“what do you mean?” you reply in the same tone innocently, knowing exactly what he’s referring to.
he doesn’t respond and puts you back on the ground. he glances up and down your body, before chris speaks up. “hate to break up this reunion, but we got small talk in like five minutes.”
matt has you underneath him flat on your back, the tour bus bunk is a little too small for the both of you.
your legs are wrapped around his torso as his lips hungrily kiss yours. the show ended an hour or two ago, and when everybody got settled into their hotel rooms, he snuck you on the tour bus.
his hands rub around your boobs and give a light squeeze, pulling his lips away from yours with a hum.
“remember when i said i wanted to fuck your tits?” he asks with his swollen red lips, not taking his eyes off of you as he starts to unbuckle his belt.
you lick your lips and nod.
“i wasn’t kidding.”
he yanks down his undergarments and pumps himself a few times to get fully hard. he takes the neckline of your dress and pulls it down to expose your breasts.
he groans at the site, fiddling them before adjusting himself so his tip is right under your boobs.
he pushes them together and slides in between them, throwing his head back and moaning. “oh, fuck.”
unlike the rest of your body, they are warm and cushioning, causing matt’s dick to throb at the feeling.
he doesn’t waste time and starts thrusting. the tip of him glides at your bottom lip with each thrust. all you do is stare at his acts, which is using your tits to get off.
the more he pleasures himself, the more you feel your arousal start to soak your underwear. without thinking, you open your mouth a little so your tongue kitty licks his tip each time he thrusts up.
he groans, looking at you through hooded eyes. “shit. keep doing that, baby.”
his thrusts starts to get sloppy, his hips jutting from time to time. “open wider. good girl.”
with that, he shoots his load on your lips and into your mouth. he uses his finger on your chin to make you close your mouth, tasting him as you swallow. he kisses your neck and collarbone, tracing his fingers on the hem of your panties before pulling them down.
he uses his thumbs to spread you open, seeing how soaked you are.
you whine, balling your hands on the front of his shirt. “matt, please.”
he kisses your cheek before putting his entire length inside of you, your slippery cunt making him have easy access.
you moan as he starts moving in and out. this time around, his thrusts aren’t hard and fast. instead, they’re slow and deep.
he doesn’t pull out all the way — maybe only an inch or two — to make his thrusts even deeper. your tits bounce slowly with his rhythm, and he never takes his eyes off of them.
eyes squeezed shut, you’re letting out short moans and whimpers, ecstasy flowing through your whole body.
fucking matt was phenomenal, but slow sex with him felt different. it felt more real and comforting; feeling safe in his touch.
“you’re so deep.” you exhale, the knot in your stomach starting to form.
matt’s head falls to the crook of your neck. “you’re taking me so well, baby. so, so well.”
his words cause your legs to shake at his sides, squirming from underneath him as you cum slowly around his dick.
he kisses your lips passionately as he pulls out, putting the last of his orgasm onto your stomach.
he falls softly on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “you’re so much better than a stupid trophy.”
you laugh at matt’s saltiness because of his loss at jenga. “this mother fucker gave me the lecture about how to play jenga when he’s the one who knocked it down.” he continues to complain.
“jenga’s a stupid game, anyway.”
he looks up at you. “thank you.”
you laugh again, the both of you laying there and enjoying each other’s company. matt listened to your heartbeat, and you played with his hair softly, thinking about how much you missed your boy and nothing else.
covid scrambled my brain on most things but especially the passage of time so i completely forgot the start of unus annus and the original reunion show announcement happened at like the same time
╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all jamie tartt stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!)
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☁︎change in perspective by @justauthoring
⟿ you never thought jamie tartt could be anything but a prick.
☁︎saved you a seat by @benedictscanvas
☁︎gentlemen by @danistartt
⟿secret dating because reader works for Richmond (as like pr or physio or something) but when they win a match one day Jamie is so overcome with joy he just has to kiss her
☁︎@axelsagewrites
⟿bus ride
⟿decide royjamie x reader
☼they both like you and when they came to settle it once and for all neither of them expected this out come
⟿ practise mishap
☁︎ @pandorasprongs
⟿i’d be better armed if you agreed to take it
☼higgins' new assistant happens to be an old friend of the reader's, and their reunion hits jamie with major feelings of jealousy. when the team thinks that the pair of them are going on a date soon, jamie decides enough is enough.
⟿comfort crowd, you can always count
☼reader gets cheated on and jamie, whose trying to be a better friend and person, decides to help her out by hiding her phone for the day.
☁︎ @rqgnarok
⟿i can see you
☼you and jamie have been watching each other for ages, trying not to feel the pull between you. a moment in the hallway changes everything.
⟿delicate
☼jamie hadn’t planned on dating. his reputation’s never been worse. but then he met you.
⟿music to my eyes
☼jamie has a crush on the band’s bassist.
☁︎@its-time-to-write
⟿three times ‘cause i’ve waited my whole life
⟿coffee at midnight
☁︎@buckychristwrites
⟿about you
☼Your job? Pop culture journalist for The Independent. Your assignment? To write a profile on the cocky footballer that you’re publicly feuding with.
⟿could this be
☼One minute, you're single and working for AFC Richmond as the team's medic. The next minute, you're in a fake relationship with the team's handsome striker who you know next to nothing about…
☁︎i can see you by @hopefulromances
⟿Roy's sister comes back to town
☁︎fuck by @wlntrsldler
☁︎spring rolls and stocks by @veryberryjelly
☁︎distractions by @illiterateaffairs
☁︎you’re obsessed by @mllersjoel
⟿ he has a huge crush on an actress and sees her at a richmond event and she flirts w him he’s really shy bc he likes her
☁︎ tour de richmond by @ofstarsandvibranium
⟿ Jamie gives you a tour of Richmond as well as gets to know you better. When you tell your cousin of his teammates generosity, he suddenly becomes a big hostile towards Jamie.
☁︎ @theowritesstuff
⟿ operation: tartts heart
☼Jamie’s too scared to confess his (obvious) feelings for you, so when Richmond gets another clubhouse attendant who starts flirting with you, the team suddenly all become your guard dogs.
⟿ other people
☼You and Jamie have a discussion about the exclusivity of your relationship
warnings: reader getting chased, dead miguel, Grabriella is not present,
this my first time im open for suggestion and criticism, english not my first language
breath in
breath out
breath in
breath out
breath in...
out
in
out
in....
To hell with breathing, you were hypervalating,overthinking,tired, but on top of it all.
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙
scared if he's already behind you
scared if he's just lurking and enjoying the show
Scared if those twigs snapping was a stray rabbit or himself
Scared if you stop for even one second he will take the chance to jump at you.
all you know is that you're scared of him.
You run and run for who knows how long your legs suffer from the distance you travelled. You tried contacting any station nearby, but no signal can be detected when you're deep in the neck of the woods
This was supposed to be a vacation for you and your husband, who's weary from work, finally taking a much needed off from work.
Elated from what he announced during dinner, you and Miguel travelled to the forest, expecting a camping site you were surprised with the log cabin he showed,stating that he had planned this trip with you for weeks and finally you both have it.
The cabin is breathtaking as the ambience of the forest,birds chirping at each other,squirrels stuttering about collecting nuts, wild animals minding their own business walking past the cabin
It was as if you're in a fairytale,living with your prince, but then again, not all fairytales get to have a happy ending.
Sunset was when it happened. After touring the cabin, you and Miguel started unpacking clothes and necessities and stored them within cabinets. Miguel noticed the setting sun and wanted a fireplace to relax but with futher notice, no available log was to be seen, he called your name and notified he was gonna collect some wood with an axe he found in a storage area around the cabin.
"Be safe out there. Who knows what kind of snakes or weird bugs are out there" you said, and Miguel chuckled
"Of course, mi amor." He kisses your forehead and starts heading for the door. You wave him goodbye,notifying him that once he comes back, his favourite dinner will be ready.
Oh, how you wish he 𝘥𝘪𝘥 come back.
As you cook and prepare the meal, the moon prepares to come out as you lay out the plates, the stars layout on the sky.
You were now worried.
You checked the wall clock, it was already nine-fifty o'clock.
You tried calling him, but no signal can be shown. With that, you cover the steaming pot of food, took a flashlight and your phone, and a thick jacket that Miguel owns and wore it on
And with that, you ventured outside, hoping to hear his steps, see his face, anything at all.
You walk towards the direction you know Miguel took. As you walk with your flashlight lighting the way, your light landed on what seemed to be a footprint.
Hope rises in you as you follow the trail, but the more you follow it, the more it seems to be ragged and dragged place to place,it seemed as if there were more than one person.
As you walk by, you try to remind yourself not to go too far from the cabin."Miguel, are you there!" You called into the darkness. "Miguel! come on now,it's getting late,we can just gather wood tomorrow!" You called again, no reply...again
You start to shiver from fear and from the cold, but you decide to trek on, folllwing the trail, or what it could be left to be a trail.
Then you see it, a drop of red...
𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙
You're starting to panic for Miguel's safety. Sure, he's a big muscular buff, man, but he's not immortal.
You're following the trail even further now, to hell with the cabin. If you can't find him,you're not going back till you do.
Did he encounter a wild bear?
a snake?
a wolf?
anything that has teeth and claws?
And finally, you see Miguel, but instead of a hug and kiss for your reunion, you scream his name.
"MIGUEL!" There you see his body laying down all beaten up and bruised, scars on his face, his clothes tattered and ruined bits to bits.
You drop your flashlight and phone to gather Miguel in your arms and try to feel any pulse... a beat ... but not enough beats.
"Come on, Miguel,breath for me, mi amor."As if recognizing your voice,his eyes open as much as he can with the black eye in the way. "Y/N?" he wheezes "no...no no no, no..need..go away"
He tried speaking but his voice breaks with dry coughs, all you know his atleast alive and with that you try dragging him back to the cabin, gathering your phone and putting it in the pocket of the jacket, you pick up the flashlight and light up the way. But as you turn back, a form blocks your way.Not just any form but the form of....Miguel?
And now your running,running away from that man.Before you could even gather words, he moved faster than you could imagine and finished your Miguel off with a final slash of his claws (!?) to his neck
and with that you ran and ran far as much as you can without getting the chance to mourn your husband.
so here you are, panicking and scared of that or beast you encountered, your flashlight died minutes ago and now you rely on the moon for light.Before you could run even further a weight pushes you down on the ground covered with dirt and dead leaves.
"NO! NO NO NO NO PLEASE GO AWAY!" You pleaded again and again but that beast wouldn't move a muscles instead a hand caresses your face, too gentle for a man who murdered someone with their bare hands.
"Y/n mi amor, mi sol, my everything..please...it's me" Miguel pleaded
Ah, yes that Miguel didn't help but added fuel to the fire by adding confusion to the mix of your emotions,
you are scared
you are crying
you are mourning
you are tired
and now you are confuse
"Stop saying that you....you....YOU!"you can't even gather the words to know what to call this....whatever this doppleganger is, all you know his dangerous.
Miguel stared down at your shivering form, hitting his chest in hopes to push him away, he said nothing but snap a watch/bracelet on your wrist and carry you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
You panic even more, he chases you for how long without breaking a sweat and now his kidnapping you, but with how much you run and didn't take note of your oxygen intake (lack of) and your vision starts to blur, and before you know it your fainted on the shoulder of the man that murdered your husband.
Miguel silently noticed this"Lyla, set a course to earth-928"with that command a portal opens,leading you to god knows where.