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jer-artspat · 6 months
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[tony zaret voice] what the WOKE NUTSHACK will look like in YEAR 20-THIRTY
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reachzodact1 · 10 months
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7 YEARS OF HIGH QUALITY RIPS
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I'm now gonna interpret the evil boops as boops for my icon since he's an evil version of my favorite cartoon character.
And he may need more than just 1.
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sunkern-plus · 1 month
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may i say something nutshack fans and haters
tito dick is sexy in a "caters to bi and pan men" way (which gender wise is 1/200somethingth of my gender. yes bi/pan woman is also 1/200somethingth of my gender. my gender is equally divided into infinite small parts to make my full insane gender which is insane and crazy and twisted)
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biggreenstache7 · 1 year
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Posting my compilation of Siiva drawings i did once every day for a month (until the channel’s 7th anniversary)- Week 3
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titodicks · 1 year
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tito dick
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nightolmaster · 1 year
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Very old art from Early May of 2017. I found this on the Wayback Machine. I thought I would never find this! Now it’s back.
Original Description from Deviantart:
The backgrounds is the inspiration of Streets Of Rage,I really love how this came out after digitizing this.
It's a short game with a Megaman X style gameplay.
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mzminola · 1 year
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This isn’t part of Bruce being reminded of himself in Stephanie, because I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know about these incidents, but writing all that up reminded me of it and I want them together for reference.
Couple instances of Bruce & Stephanie using violence in their personal lives under the cut.
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I don’t know what issue this was, but it’s Bruce punching Dick shortly after Jason’s death. Fun fact Dick’s leg is in a cast during this.
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Robin 1993 issue 83, Stephanie stalking, tackling, and physically threatening to punch someone she thinks is Robin(Tim), when she is dating Robin. It’s actually a kid named Tito, and she lets him go once it becomes clear that this is a case of mistaken identity.
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Post-Flashpoint (I think Rebirth, not N52?) Bruce punching Tim, when Tim tries to comfort Bruce over Selina ditching him at the altar. DC retconned this as coded communication, but even that is still fucking abusive. “We need a code for communicating when we’re being both watched and listened to. It’ll be me punching you.” That’s completely fucking unnecessary Bruce, you shithead.
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Stephanie punching Tim, currently now her ex-boyfriend, during the Convergence, when she asks if he wants to get back together and he says he can’t decide that in the middle of the current comics crisis and that it’s a maybe.
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And I’m just gonna get this out of the way, the two times that Tim has hit Stephanie that I am aware of:
1. When as far as he knew she was dead, so he assumed the person running around in the Spoiler suit was an imposter. Like it’s not great, I’m not defending attacking random capes, but it’s a different kettle of fish from the above.
2. When she broke into his safehouse and snuck up on him, and he kicked out defensively before seeing who it was.
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clementine-kesh · 11 months
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people seem to have mostly forgotten about it but i do still think about the nutshack from time to time
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trans-snart · 1 year
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i want to be excited for Magic Mike 3 because the second one was so good, but it's only Mike and no Boys so i feel a little jilted ngl ☹️
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kitten4sannie · 1 year
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15 - ꜱɪᴢᴇ ᴋɪɴᴋ - ᴍɪɴɢɪ
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pairing: himbo bf! mingi x fem! reader feat. yunho, san, and seonghwa
genre: college/frat au, smut
summary: your boyfriend is really bad at taking hints.
w.c: 2.7k
warnings: alcohol use, weed mention, switch! mingi, switch! reader, mingi has a big dick, pet names, name calling, dirty talk, grinding, begging, unprotected sex (don’t be like them), bulge kink, exhibitionism, voyeurism, poor attempt at humor
a/n: love me a good himbo <3 this man is dumb in this just how i like themmm. also the song i imagine playing during the dance scene is “deep” by summer walker <3
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You never particularly enjoyed the drink options at frat house parties. They only ever had giant kegs full of cheap beer, along with an endless supply of Tito’s vodka, swearing they had a life supply stocked up in the basement. When you asked Mingi’s friend Yunho where the soda was, all he did was shake his head and say in a slurred voice, “Coach said we gotta cut out sugar.” You genuinely wondered if he was trying to make a joke or if he was 100% serious, but the serious lack of anything chaser-related was making you think he wasn’t lying to you. It seemed like football players were fueled by countless liters of alcohol and protein powder alone. No wonder they were so aggressive on the field.
“Here,” Yunho said, handing you a solo cup filled to the brim with beer, his reddened eyes still friendly and bright. “My brother makes it himself.” You gave him a smile and a thanks, before scanning the crowd for Mingi. 
Once you found him, you took a few sips of the watered-down beer Yunho gave you, zoning in and out of the heated conversation your boyfriend was having with his friends about whether professional sports were rigged or not.
“Baby, can you please back me up?” Mingi asked in a whiny voice, snaking an arm around your waist, fingers squeezing you, his plump lips forming a pout. “Tell Seonghwa how stupid he is for thinking sports are fake.”
God, he was so fucking cute. You needed him. Needed to see him pout when he begged you to bounce on his dick. 
Taking a long swig of the glorified water, you cleared your throat, leaning your body against Mingi’s. “Seonghwa, I think it’s really bold of you to assume they’re all fake, and honestly, I think you might just be in denial since your teams never win.” 
The rest of Mingi’s drunk companions erupted in low ‘ooh’s’ and ‘damns’, some of them nodding their heads in agreement. San, who was already fucked up, made a show out of his reaction, smacking Seonghwa’s shoulder with his hand and pointing a finger at him, grinning at his friends. “He literally never bets on the right team. It’s so fucking funny.” 
Irritated, Seonghwa scoffed and rolled his eyes, taking a drink of his beer with one hand shoved into his pocket. “Where’d you find this one, Mingi?” 
“Don’t start.” Mingi clutched you against his side defensively, taking a sip from his drink. “Or else I’ll put hot chili oil in your jockstrap, like I did during your hazing.” 
That shut Seonghwa up, leading him to hold his hands up in defeat. Mingi idly stroked your hair while continuing his conversation with his friends, this time talking about their favorite plays from last night’s game. You went back to being bored, but this time your mind was swimming with thoughts of Mingi stroking your hair while his cock was down your throat. 
That was it. You needed to jump into action. However, you didn’t want to be too forward, not wanting to ask for Mingi’s cock in front of at least a quarter of the football team — though a part of you wanted them to know that he was about to pound you into oblivion. 
“Baby, I’m so cold,” you whined softly, looking up at Mingi with the cutest expression you could conjure up, rubbing your bare arms up and down. “Can you warm me up?” 
“Of course, doll.” Mingi let go of you and pulled his letterman jacket off, leaving him in a plain white, rather tight-fitting t-shirt. He put it over your shoulders, smiling at you. “Better?” As soon as you nodded and gave you a small smile back, he went back to talking to his buddies.
Damn. Too subtle. You weren’t about to give up, though. After staring into the distance for a while, idly sipping on your beer and still wishing you had access to a coke, you hatched another plan. Feeling ecstatic when a R&B song finally came on, knowing it would be easier to get into instead of the rap that was blasting out of the speakers a minute ago, you rubbed your hand up Mingi’s waist, lifting yourself up on your heels to murmur into his ear, “Baby, I want to dance. I really like this song.” 
Ignoring San’s begs for him to duel him in a game of beer pong, Mingi pressed a kiss to your temple, slipping his hand underneath his oversized jacket to touch the small of your back. “Let’s go then.” 
Maybe he was being subtle, too. How hot of him. “Yay~” You pulled his jacket off and walked over to Yunho, who was talking to someone else. You gave him the jacket, and in turn, he gave you a quick smile and put it over his shoulder to look after. 
Once the two of you were on the dance floor, which was just the oversized living room filled with drunken, sweaty people, you turned away from Mingi and pressed yourself into him, running your hands down your snug dress along to the tempo of the music. Mingi placed his hands instinctively on your swaying hips, moving along with you, leaning himself down to press his lips onto your jaw. Completely immersed in your own world, the bass thumping inside your ears, you began grinding on him in a more deliberate way, his heavy cock growing hard against your ass, making your brain feel fuzzy.
“Baby, they can see us, you know,” he mumbled under his breath, trying to pretend he couldn’t see Yunho waving at him from the kitchen and giving him a thumbs up. He definitely wouldn’t look at San, who was grabbing his imaginary tits and moaning obnoxiously loud. And he didn’t even notice Seonghwa staring at the both of you with contempt, even though there was a faint blush on his cheeks. 
You, however, noticed and acted accordingly. “Let them watch.” Placing your hands over his and guiding them up your body, you arched your back, squeezing your tits using his hands instead. Curious, you glanced over at the kitchen, finding Mingi’s friend's dumbstruck expressions to be particularly entertaining. That would give them something to talk about, instead of rambling about football for another hour. 
“Mmm…” Mingi buried his face in your neck, inhaling your sweet scent, slowly brushing his fingers over your nipples through the thin material of your dress. 
Your plan finally worked, in the best way possible, more turned on knowing his friends were watching, but not being able to do more than that and having to live through Mingi when he explained all the different times you unraveled for him. He always made sure to leave out the countless times he did that, since he always ended up drooling and begging for you to make him cum with your tight cunt. 
It took one more roll of your boyfriend’s hips and a single tit squeeze for you to sigh, “Fuck, Mingi, you’re making me feel so hot…” 
Mingi suddenly ceased all movement as a loading screen appeared inside his mind. “You were cold just a second ago.” He tilted his head, idly rubbing your arms and feeling how warm they were, before bringing his lips to your ear, his voice laced with concern when he asked, “Yeah, you feel really hot. You’re not getting a fever, are you, doll?” His eyebrows rose with concern, his lips forming a pout once again. “You kissed me a bunch before practice earlier – and, oh my god, babe, you sucked my dick. That’s like, direct contact, right?” He gasped, clasping a hand to his face, his concern almost borderline comical, but the poor frat boy was completely serious. “Do you think I’ll get a fever too now? I can’t miss practice!”
“No, baby, that’s not…” You bit your lip, too desperate to have him inside you to get annoyed. Turning around, you ran your hands up his torso, from his abdomen to his pecs, suggesting gently, “You know, a good way to get rid of a fever is to sweat it out, Min. Come with me.” 
Once you led your boyfriend to the nearest empty bedroom, you shut the door and pushed him down onto the bed, licking your lips at the sight of him. Mingi was laying down on the mattress with his limbs spread out, his shirt just barely riding up past his hips, revealing his treasure trail. He observed his surroundings, taking note of the plushies sitting next to the pillows, before looking up at you with vague confusion. “This is San’s room. Why are we here?”
“Why do you think, baby?” you asked softly, kicking your heels off, prior to climbing onto the bed and crawling towards him, your body buzzing with anticipation. 
Mingi gave you a sweet smile, running his fingers through his soft brown hair, slowly leaning his head against the firm pillow behind his head. “You want to sleep?” 
“No, baby…” you started, straddling his lap and gazing down at him with love and lust in your hooded eyes, your hand settling on his broad chest. “I want to play…”
Mingi admired you, slowly running his hands from your thighs up to your waist, taking your words literally like he usually did. “Like Legos? I think Seonghwa has some in his room.” 
You couldn’t possibly get mad at Mingi, finding it adorable how incredibly dense he was. It was a good thing he had such a thick skull; it would definitely prevent him from getting any more head injuries whenever he collided with another player on the field. It was probably time to stop being coy and just tell him what you wanted point blank. No nuance. No hints. Just your raw desire. 
 “I want to ride your cock, Min. So bad. All night I’ve been thinking about you stretching me out,” you admitted, biting the tip of one of your fingers. Your thighs pressed into his hips, your core throbbing at the thought of impaling yourself on his oversized dick for the sake of being filled by your favorite football player. “Please, Min. I’ve been such a good girl.” 
The cogs moved inside Mingi’s head for a moment, then his eyes lit up, his lips forming a wide grin. “Is that why you were rubbing all over me back there? Why didn’t you just say that, baby? You know I’m bad at taking hints.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry,” you started, lifting your dress off of yourself and tossing it onto the comforter, revealing you only had a small, lacy pair of panties on. “I should’ve just bent myself over the kitchen counter and asked you to fuck me dumb in front of your friends, huh? They’d like a little post game show, don’t you think?” 
Mingi groaned at the thought of railing you while his friends gave him pointers from the sidelines, growing hard underneath you. “You’re so hot, baby. So hot and so slutty for me.” He reached down to unbuckle his belt, popping it open, just for your greedy hands to do the rest of the work, eventually pulling his long, veiny cock out. 
Since you’ve been dripping pretty much the entire night, you were confident that you could take your boyfriend’s dick for a ride without needing lube. “You want me to bounce on your big cock, Min?” you asked sweetly, rubbing your soaked cunt back and forth across his dick, hearing him let out a small moan instead of a groaning sound. “Hm? Or do you want to fuck me senseless and make me cum all over your friend’s sheets?” 
“Please, ride my dick, baby…” he murmured, starting to whine from your change of pace, feeling your pussy slipping and sliding all over his sensitive spots, the tip beginning to leak pre-cum. “Pleaseeee, I need it so bad. I need it so fucking bad.” 
"Mmm, I suppose you've had enough, Min." You slid yourself to the tip and lifted it up just enough to begin pushing it inside, whimpering from being stretched out so intensely. Lowering yourself inch by inch, you ran your hands up underneath Mingi's shirt, lifting it up to see the defined softness of his pecs, grabbing and squeezing them.
Mingi arched his back slightly, biting and tugging at his lower lip when you finally bottomed out, the both of you moaning in unison. "Ride me, baby. Come on," he whined impatiently, running his hands over yours, guiding them down along his abs, enjoying the way your warm hands felt on his skin.
"Give me a minute," you replied in a strained voice, taking in a few deep breaths, waiting for the low burning sensation to subside.
Mingi lifted his hand up to press against your lower stomach, feeling the hard outline of his cock. "Baby's so full of me. You're such a good girl for taking my cock like this."
Something inside you switched, encouraging you to begin fucking yourself on his length, moaning, "Yeah, I'm a good girl...such a good girl for you, Min..."
"Yeah, you are," he exhaled, grabbing you by your hips and waiting for each moment you dropped yourself down to thrust himself into your tight hole, your breathy, high-pitched moans like music to his ears. "Fuck, I can feel you throbbing. It's so good, isn't it, doll?"
"So fucking good," you agreed, your lower half already starting to feel heavier, the feeling of getting pounded into by something so large and thick sending you into a state of bliss. "You're gonna make me cum soon..."
Suddenly, the door behind you swung open, and three distinct voices could be heard talking amongst themselves. "So, you're telling me your bong is in that mess on the floor?" Yunho questioned, pointing to the floor, trying to ignore what was going on in the middle of the room, the tips of his ears red and burning.
"Yeah, hold on." San walked into his room like it was just another day and stood near the two of you, giving Mingi a high five when he put his hand out. It must've been a regular occurrence with your boyfriend's previous partners. Personally, you were so dick-drunk, you didn't even care that San was studying the way your tits bounced along with your movements.
“Didn’t mean to interrupt, sweetheart," San said, giving you a suggestive smile, before bending over to pick up a few articles of clothing and throwing them to the side, searching for his bong underneath the chaos.
Mingi continued to drill himself into you, his cock throbbing heavily inside you due to being watched by his friends, opting to grab both of your wrists and hold you down, not letting you move at it, forcing you to take everything he was giving you. "Baby likes being watched, huh? Is Baby gonna cum from being a little attention whore?"
"Uh-huhhh..." You kept your eyes locked on his, making small whimpers each time he pounded into you, tears forming inside your eyes from having an audience.
"Goddamn..." San mumbled underneath his breath, already holding his bong inside his hand, but staying still, mesmerized by the way your ass routinely bounced when Mingi’s cock slammed inside of you. Seonghwa and Yunho were in similar situations, leaning on each other and watching the both of you with dilated eyes, wondering how the hell Mingi’s giant cock somehow fit inside your small frame without splitting you open.
"I'm...about to cum, doll." He caressed your cheek, wiping a few escaping tears, before glaring at San. "Get out of here, okay? I didn't mind you watching, but you're not about to see me nut."
Disappointed, San let out a long sigh, making eye contact with you when you glanced over at him with barely open eyes, your orgasm building up inside you at a rapid rate. "Maybe next time I can watch you two cum," he mused, only leaving the room with his friends when Mingi grabbed one of the plushies on the bed and tossed it at San's head.
Mingi, still holding your cheeks, pulled you down on top of him, slotting his lips onto yours, his hips still moving at a feverish, somewhat sloppy pace. "Cumming," he mumbled into your mouth, listening to your many muffled cries, slowly pumping his cum into your abused hole.
You melted against him, your body going completely lax, your cunt pulsing heavily, as your arousal poured out of you and dripped past Mingi's inner thighs, seeping into the comforter beneath. "So good...that was so good..." you slurred, even though you weren't drunk from the alcohol.
"I'm glad Baby likes getting dicked down so much," Mingi mused, his voice low and gravelly, reveling in the post-orgasm bliss, rubbing your back in circles. His hand suddenly went stiff, giving you a concerned look.
You pushed a few wet strands behind your ear, tilting your head to the side. "What's wrong, Min?"
He gave you a small pout, his eyebrows drawn together. "My nose feels kind of stuffy.” 
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starsandhughes · 7 months
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Penalty Box— Preseason Edition: Quinn Hughes Edition (two)
23-24 Season Masterlist
previous: one
SEPTEMBER 30, 2023
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yourusername LAIDEEZ AND GENTLECARS, WE (canucks) GOT OUR FIRST WIN OF THE (pre) SEASON!
i was a crying mess this game, because my best friend in the entire world, my other half, my big brother, scored two goals tonight! (notice how i used all nice pictures because i’m so unbelievably proud of him!) (sorry meme fans) and not only that! he also had the primary assist on kuzy’s goal— giving him a three point night!
quinn has always been a star in my heart (not a dallas one but… well you get it) and tonight, he was first star for the first time as captain! needless to say, i immediately bursted into tears when the canucks posted those videos. this was 100% a scrapbook worthy game! (p.s. trevy, we need to go to michaels)
ALSO shoutout to my fav blonde princess for having a four point night! two of those points came from assists on both of quintin’s goals! thanks b.b!
quinny, i love you, and i’m so proud of you. i couldn’t have asked for a greater big brother💙
p.s. congrats to mine and quinn’s son on his penalty hatty! you might need to become a regular on my show!
p.s.s the three fights at once was the best thing i’ve ever witnessed, and the stadium playing country roads made is 10000x better like that was top notch comedy! ty for the entertainment tito, suter, and especially studz!
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_quinnhughes there’s the sweet sissy i know and love💙 thank you! i love you, too!
yourusername i was feeling soft, sue me
_quinnhughes you weren’t as soft for my last game where i scored!
yourusername you’ve scored goals before! you haven’t scored two since march 28th against the blues! and the first time you scored two was in 2020 your rookie year!
_quinnhughes did you know that off the top of your head? because that’s scary
yourusername I’M SENTIMENTAL OKAY?! YOU KNOW THIS!
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes if she pulls out her scrapbooks and starts sobbing i’m facetiming you to suffer with me
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras hide the scrapbooks
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes do you WANT me to die?
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes don’t answer that
user81 oh great! i’m sobbing again
user4 QUINN SHOWED EMOTION! MARK THIS DAY DOWN IN THE HISTORY BOOKS!
bboeser did you call me a princess?
yourusername no, i called you my favorite blonde princess
bboeser why not prince? or king?
yourusername because petey is my blonde king?
bboeser what about prince?
yourusername that’s roope hintz
bboeser @_quinnhughes she knows roope hintz?
_quinnhughes @/bboeser please don’t get her started on the stars. she already somehow managed to bring them up in this post
yourusername @/bboeser NO! AND DESPITE THE FACT THAT I AM CONSTANTLY SURROUNDED BY HOCKEY PLAYERS, NONE OF THEM WILL BRING ME TO THE STARS! AND NONE OF THEM WILL INVITE THEM TO MY WEDDING! NOT EVEN @/jamie.drysdale !
jamie.drysdale @/yourusername WHY WAS I BROUGHT INTO THIS?!
yourusername @/jamie.drysdale BECAUSE YOU KNOW WYATT AND DELLY AND HARLS
jamie.drysdale @/yourusername I KNEW THEM YEARS AGO
yourusername @/jamie.drysdale AND YOU ALL STILL FOLLOW EACH OTHER!
_quinnhughes @/yourusername @.jamie.drysdale THIS IS MY POST
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes @/jamie.drysdale @/bboeser somebody fix this before it somehow becomes my fault
user64 quinn dick trick🔜
jackhughes become captain really changed you @_quinnhughes
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes we worked all summer together on my shot?
jackhughes @_quinnhughes and now you’re applying it as captain!
yourusername @_quinnhughes his logic seems pretty sound to me
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras they’re agreeing with each other
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes nothing good ever comes from this
_quinnhughes @/trevorzegras what do we do?
yourusername @/trevorzegras @_quinnhughes you know we can see this, right?
trevorzegras @/yourusername jack said he hates you
jackhughes @/yourusername i did not! you’re my soulmate and my twin and i love you sooo much!
yourusername @/jackhughes i love you MORE
trevorzegras @/yourusername 2 minute penalty!
yourusername @/trevorzegras for being nice to my brother?
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes i quit. maybe they’ll be good this time
jackhughes @/yourusername 🤫
yourusername @/jackhughes 🤐
user18 country rooooaaaaads! take me hooommeee! to the place i BELOOONNGGGGG!
colemcward this is your thing for quinn and trevor! i’m good! thank you, though!
yourusername but i was so entertained! you deserve an award
_quinnhughes @/colemcward i got it, you’ll be fine
colemcward @_quinnhughes thanks, dad!
yourusername you two are lucky i love you
colemcward @/yourusername i love you, too!
_quinnhughes @/yourusername i wouldn’t call this luck
lhughes_06 @_quinnhughes pop off, king!
yourusername please never say that again
_quinnhughes thanks! never say that again!
lhughes_06 @_quinnhughes there’s video evidence of you saying you’re about to pop off
yourusername @/lhughes_06 and it’s just as cringe coming from you
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yourusername as it turns out, i couldn’t help myself!
please enjoy mine and quinn’s son in the sin bin three separate times during the game, quinn memes, and beautiful screenshots of the chaos that happened with 38.8 seconds left in the game that resulted in seven penalties, two of them being misconducts! #JusticeForTito
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jackhughes tag yourself, i’m none of them
yourusername the last pic is literally you during playoffs
lhughes_06 she’s got you there, bro
jackhughes @/lhughes_06 nobody asked you
_quinnhughes @/jackhughes just accept that you were in a fight
jackhughes @_quinnhughes it wasn’t a fight!
yourusername @/jackhughes just because you got a roughing minor and not a fighting major doesn’t mean it wasn’t a fight
jackhughes @/yourusername that’s exactly what it means
lhughes_06 @/jackhughes sure
yourusername @/jackhughes whatever helps you sleep at night
user14 okay but tito mad? 🥵🧎‍♀️
colemcward @_quinnhughes i trusted you
trevorzegras welcome to y/n! she does what she wants. quinn and i try our best, jimmy puts in a solid effort, jack is useless and sometimes okay, but we often fail
jackhughes @/trevorzegras hey!
_quinnhughes you learn to love her despite her faults
yourusername mwah!
titobeauvi91 why?
yourusername because i haven’t gotten the chance to include you in a post yet! i took my moment! #JusticeForTito
_quinnhughes you got off easy. she has worse screenshots
titobeauvi91 @_quinnhughes and the hashtag?
_quinnhughes @/titobeauvi91 you got cross checked in the face and she’s expressing that she cares
trevorzegras @/titobeauvi91 she’s my precious little weirdo #JusticeForTito
titobeauvi91 @_quinnhughes and him?
_quinnhughes @/titobeauvi91 it’s the blind leading the blind
yourusername THIS IS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND APPRECIATE YOUR FRIENDSHIP
titobeauvi91 @/yourusername so sorry, i love you, too
_quinnhughes @/titobeauvi91 nailed it
user2 i want the end of this game projected on my gravestone
trevorzegras @_quinnhughes you’re such a good captain for teaching your team how to love y/n
_quinnhughes they love her, they just don’t know how to accept her unhinged love
yourusername @/trevorzegras i give them goodie bags after games just like i do for your team!! they’re all my best friends!!
trevorzegras @/yourusername you’re too cute, i can’t wait to marry you
yourusername @/trevorzegras counting down the days til december 26th <3
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lemonskinktober · 7 months
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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 > this is kinda short because i’m not feeling it today but am still pushing through to write!!
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 > smut w afab! reader, size kink, tito’s down bad, down devious, itto just in general
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itto’s dick disappeared into the warmth of your sweet, sweet pussy.
he was so overwhelmingly big— ah, you could hardly take him sometimes.
“oh-oh.. you… are really tight, y’know.” itto let out a slightly uncomfortable noise, but his smile never disappeared.
it had been a while since you last did all this with him— maybe you just weren’t prepared enough for him now.
but you’d find a way!! surely you would— your cute cunny would resist any longer would it?
though you knew you had trouble taking him, you couldn’t help yourself!!
his cock was so appealingly large.
oh but it hurt so fucking bad— but felt so good at the same time.
you choke out a moan as your walls clamped around his long member.
itto blinked a couple of times. “hey now does it hurt? i can stop if it hurts!” he gave you sympathetic look.
“n-no itto… it hurts but— please keep going i..” you couldn’t even find the right words.
“feels good too, y’know?” you say, imitating his way of speaking.
itto flashed another smile at you— god he looked so pure and innocent, even though he was about the fuck the shit out of you with that big pretty cock of his.
his eyes then flickered down to your intertwined sex’s… and he pushed himself a little further in you— causing a strained moan from you.
at this point you could even see the bludge in was making in your stomach..
“should i keep going?” he raised a eyebrow.
“y-yes please… keep moving itto, love.” you whimper, arching your back ever so slightly.
only presenting your striking figure to him even more.
“i… i wont go easy on you today. i want to show everyone your mine.” another push. more than halfway there.
“e-everyone already knows i’m yours…” you struggled to say in between moans.
“yes but… still.” he placed his hands on your hips, digging his sharp nails into the soft flesh.
“ow! itto!”
“shush, that’s probably gonna hurt the least.”
before you could say anything back he shoved his whole length into you.
“ah!” moans immediately flowed out of your pretty mouth— and your head tilted back.
“itto-itto.. m-my god..” you were practically drooling from the mouth at this point.
his little whore who was oh so hungry for his large cock was now finally getting it.
and what were they? a mess.
itto would make you even more of a mess by the time you were finished.
oh yes, his mess.
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PAIRING | haechan x reader
SYNOPSIS | you've had your eye on haechan for a while. who knew a costume frat party would be the time you got to have him.
WC | 2.8k
WARNINGS | alcohol, bunny pet name, panty biting, oral fem receiving, slight nipple play, choking, he spanks reader one time, big dick!haechan, reader calls him daddy once, breeding kink (no mention of pregnancy or kids), acts like a typical dude at the end lmao
A.N | happy hyuck day !
“I won’t bite. Unless you’re into that sort of thing.”
A deep voice tickles your ear, making you whip your head around. Haechan stands tall, eyes glinting with mischief; his plastic glow-in-the-dark fangs are bared to you in a wide smile. His hands are occupied with two drinks, one which is slightly extended to you.
“Ha Ha.” you say dryly, and snatch the plastic solo cup out of his hand.
The last party of the school year and here you were listening to pathetic jokes from a poorly costumed vampire. You couldn't brag about yours though, the play boy bunny ears were constantly sliding off your head, and the faux tail kept getting pulled by obnoxious frat boys.
Looking around you take it all in. Last party of the semester ... last party with him.
Lee Donghyuck, the boy you can't seem to get out of your head even though he was oblivious to it all. He stood in front of you, handsomer than you've ever seen. Clad in a white button up spotted with fake blood and a black cape tied around his throat by a matching ribbon, all you wanted to do was rip those clothes off of him, but you couldn't. It was out of the question - especially here.
The frat house wasn't exactly the best place for hooking up. Downstairs was cluttered with people and alcohol; basically one big open room, and upstairs was where coke heads took their turns bumping lines. The bathrooms were absolutely nasty and usually covered in piss and vomit by the time you actually wanted to fuck someone.
Who were you kidding? You'd never get the chance to fuck Haechan so there was no use worrying about where the best place was.
You take a sip of your drink, cringing at the bitter burn that slides down your throat, "Is this just straight Titos?" you splutter.
He shrugs nonchalantly, nodding towards the kitchen, "They were all out of mixers."
"Not surprised" You murmur, throwing your head back and drinking the rest in one swallow. Usually the alcohol was gone by now anyways, it was a surprise he came back with Titos.
Haechan's eyes watch you admiringly, twinkling when you spill some of the alcohol down your chin.
"You know," he starts, "This party is kind of lame." He fiddles with the tied bow of his cape for a second before continuing, "I was wondering if you just want to come back to my place and chill?"
Your eyebrows shoot up on their own accord. Was the boy you've had a crush on the last four years asking you to go back to his place?"
"How sober are you?" you question.
"Stone cold."
"Prove it."
"Come back to my place and I'll show you how sober I am."
His words shock you, heat creeping into your cheeks and flushing through your entire body. You can feel your knees go weak.
"I mean, if you want to, that is." his smile stretches from ear to ear, the fangs glowing a bright green.
"Are you going to fuck me?" you ask coyly. It's satisfying to see the way his smile drops and his cheeks grow red, but the next words out of his mouth aren't shy at all.
"Oh little bunny... I'm gonna absolutely ruin you."
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Your back hits the wall alarmingly hard, but you don't even notice. All you can focus on right now is Haechans soft lips moving against your own at a pace way too fervent for the amount of alcohol coursing through your blood. The lack of oxygen leaves you dizzy, fingertips running over his shoulders, trying to steady yourself. His own graze over the supple flesh of your thighs left exposed by your costume.
The bunny ears and fangs are gone now, leaving you both to meld into each other. His lips move from yours to travel down your throat which finally allows you to take a deep breath.
"Fuck Haechan." you whisper, your hands coming up to pull at the hair tickling the nape of his neck. It sends goosebumps down his spine but he doesn't tell you, just keeps giving you wet kisses against your throat and collarbone. By the end of the night he wants you to be painted in bruises.
"You like my tongue?" he coos, darting it out to lick a wet stripe from the base of your neck to your ear lobe, nibbling it just a bit to make you shudder. He ruts against you, and you gasp. You can feel every inch of him through the thin material of his pants - and he's big. You groan and pull him close, capturing his lips in another kiss. He tasted like you always dreamed of - like a cherry blow pop. He did have a thing for those after all.
He pulls away, leaning his forehead against your own, "How about I show you what my tongue can really do?" his trademark grin spreads across his face, almost daring you to accept his offer.
"N- No, I need you in me." You whimper.
"Little bunny wants my cock, hm?"
All of a sudden you feel the floor fall out beneath you, and for a second you think you've passed out because of your alcohol consumption, but all is right when you realize that Haechan has picked you up. You wrap your legs around his waist and throw your arms around his neck squealing at the sensation of being carried.
It's just a few steps to the bed and in no time he's laying you down gently, body caging you against his soft sheets.
"You shouldn't have worn lingerie to the party." He growls, eyes drinking in the sight of your body for the thousandth time tonight, "Other guys shouldn't see you like this."
You roll your eyes, "It was a dress up party, what else was I supposed to wear?"
"A potato sack?" he offers.
"You wouldn't have wanted to fuck me if I wore that."
He's directly overtop of you now, the cross chain around his throat swinging in your face, accidentally brushing the tip of your nose. "I've wanted to fuck you since the moment we met. A potato sack is nothing."
"Then stop talking about it and do it." You groan.
You don't need to ask him twice because as soon as the last word is out of your mouth he's quickly unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it across the room. His cape and pants follow suit and soon he's overtop of you in only boxers. They hid nothing to the imagination, the outline of his cock painfully obvious.
"I think it's your turn bunny."
When you go to undo your bra he stops you, "Let me do it." With ease Haechan undoes your bra and soon your upper body is bare to him, "You're so fucking hot." He groans, dipping his heads down to take one of your perky nipples in his mouth.
The feeling of his hot tongue against your sensitive bud is enough to make you arch up against him, and again, you can feel every inch of him. The thought of how big he is makes your thighs clench together, heat pooling in your panties.
His tongue roves across your skin, sucking harshly. At one point he rolls your nipple between his teeth and it's like nothing you've ever felt.
"Haechan please!" you whine, lifting you hips so maybe he'll get the hint that you want him in you now.
He chuckles, lips skimming down your stomach until they hover right above the waistband of your panties. He looks at you through his dark eyelashes, honey brown eyes glinting with mischief.
"Don't worry bunny, I'm just as impatient, trust me." and with that he sinks his canines into your waistband and drags your panties down. Its unbearably hot, the sight of Haechan holding your panties in his mouth, but as you're whining and moving your legs restlessly, he spits them onto the floor and shoves your thighs apart.
"Just one taste, okay?"
You furiously nod your head and he wastes no time attaching his lips to your core to suckle on your clit.
White hot pleasure shoots through you, "Oh fuck!"
His tongue moves against you with grace, swirling patterns against your swollen clit. Two of his fingers disappear between your legs, easily sliding into you with how wet you were. The stretch of his fingers mixed with his tongue is enough to send you over the edge but you hold back.
"D- Don't wanna cum on your fingers." you whimper, eyes fluttering shut.
He pulls away from you completely, letting you gather your thoughts, "Cum on my cock then." He throws a wink at you before ridding himself of his boxers, and when you catch sight of him you gasp.
Never in all your years of knowing him did you think he was going to be this big. His cock stands tall against his abdomen, his pretty pink tip leaking precum.
He must have seen your eyes widen because he chuckles, "Understand why I wanted to eat you out a little first?"
Dumbly you nod your head, "I want you to fuck me."
"Bunny, you've said that already."
The muscles in his stomach contract when he palms his hard on, slowly stroking himself. Air hisses between his teeth when he touches his tip, eyes fluttering closed with the sensation.
You pout, throwing your fists against the comforter, "Then why're you taking your time!!"
Leaning overtop of you, your eyes following his every move, he lines himself up you’re your entrance, teasing you a bit before gently pushing into you, "Been thinking about this for a while, just wanted to do it right." He grits his teeth, the overwhelming urge to just completely bottom out and fuck into you almost overtaking the rational side of his brain.
The fact that he had been thinking about this almost as much as you sends a tingle through your body. It was nice to know the attraction was mutual and not just a one night stand the last night you were supposed to see each other.
You inhale sharply, the sensation of his thick cock stretching you out making you lose touch with reality. You fumble to grip onto something and end up using his shoulders as a grounding spot. Your nails dig into his honey golden skin, surely leaving red crescents for him to later discover.
He pushes into you slowly, inch by inch, until he’s completely buried in your cunt. You were so fucking wet, Haechan didn’t know how long he was going to be able to play nice for.
"You don't have to be gentle. I won't break.” You whisper.
Guess he didn’t have to play long.
“I don’t plan on being gentle.” He grunts, pulling out of you completely just to slam back into you, a piercing moan falling from your lips, “I said I was gonna ruin you, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing .”
He starts thrusting into you fast, his hips slamming into yours, the sound of skin slapping against skin permeating the otherwise still air. The chain around his throat keeps hitting your nose and at one point he grabs it and throws it over his shoulder. He can’t be bothered with little shit like that when he has such a pretty fucking girl underneath him.
His hands are braced on either side of your face, fingers twisting the fabric of the sheets, bunching it up until he’s clenching it in his fist. You feel so goddamn good, so tight, so wet … for him.
“Haechan! Fuck, you’re so big.” Sobs wrack your chest, eyes going crossed as he pounds into you, one hand wrapping itself around your throat. He squeezes a little and takes satisfaction in the way your eyelids flutter.
He shushes you, “I know bunny, I know. Just take it, I know you can.” He dips down to kiss you, his lips perfectly aligning with yours, “You’re doing so well. Being such a good girl for me.” He mumbles against you.
You feel the band in your stomach start to tighten, and between that and Haechans words, you put your hand on his stomach trying to get him to slow his movements.
He glances down, “Move your hand.”
“No, It’s too much.” You squeak out, but he doesn’t care.
“I said move your fucking hand.” With each word he thrusts all the way into you, brushing your g-spot every time.
You don’t listen to him, instead pushing against his abdomen even harder. He retaliates by closing his fist a little tighter, cutting off even more oxygen. The lack sends you into a head high, eyes crossing again, but you refuse to give in.
A dry laugh leaves his lips, “Fine.” He pulls out of you completely and taps your hip, “Flip over.”
Completely struck by how hot he was commanding you, you comply and flip over, face down ass up. He pushes back into you without warning, forcing your body to shoot forward. “Give me your hands.” He groans, reaching for your wrists. When they’re securely in his hand, he uses the leverage to fuck into you deeper.
“Fuck!” you cry.
“Take it little bunny.” He grunts, letting go of your wrists and pushing your face into his pillows instead. His scent fills your nostrils – cherry blow pops and some kind of cologne. Feeling his cock filling you up mixed with the intense smell of him sends you into another head high.
Your walls clench around him every time he thrusts into you and it almost makes him lose his mind, but there was something he wanted to do first. He stills his movements inside of you, leaving you panting.
“Why’d you stop?” you moan, but you’re sure the pillow muffled you too much for him to make out what you said so you start moving on your own accord. He lets go of your head and throws his arms up behind his own, admiring the way you back up against him.
"Yeah, that's right, throw that ass back little bunny."
The sight is almost enough to make him cum, but he holds back, gazing at the way your pussy swallows him.
You were growing impatient. This wasn’t filling your needs like before, “Haechan!!” you whine.
“Yeah, yeah.” He spits, grabbing a handful of your ass and fucking into you faster now. He couldn’t contain himself; you were just that fucking hot. "Want me to fill you up?” he whispers, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. When he sees you shake your head as much as the pillows can allow, his mind turns crazed, "Gonna watch it drip out of your pretty pussy."
Your arms are thrust out to the side, gripping the sheets between your fingers, “Please Haechan! Want your cum so bad. Need it, please!”
"God you're such a slut." He groans, “Love the way your ass moves when I fuck into you.” One of his hands smacks your ass, a thin pain spreading throughout your bottom.
Your high-pitched moans rang throughout the room, pushing Haechan closer to his orgasm.
“Want you to fill me up daddy!” the name slips from your tongue too easily for Haechan to ignore it… not like he could though, because it tickles the right part of his brain and soon, he’s emptying ropes of cum into you.
The thought of him filling you up and then realizing it was actually happening has you clutching the sheets for dear life as your own orgasm wracks through you. Your walls spasm around him, milking every last drop from him.
For a second nobody moves and all you can hear is Haechan breathing rapidly as he tries to come down from his high. You shift so that your face is turned to the side, and you can finally breathe but you start laughing instead. “This… this is not how I thought the night was gonna go.”
“Me neither.” He agrees.
Slowly, he pulls out of you, making sure not to get any on the sheets below him. You flip over on your back and reach a hand over the edge of the bed fishing for a shirt or something to clean yourself up with. You end up grabbing one of Haechans shirts to which he just shrugs and lets you do your thing.
When you’re done you toss it into the corner of his room, not caring where it lands.
“God that was so good.” He smiles over at you, eyes crinkling in the corner.
You hum in response, eyelids fluttering shut. The alcohol in your system mixed with the workout you just did has left you exhausted and all you were craving was sleep.
“You can stay here tonight. I’m sure we have a lot to talk about in the morning.” He says softly, one arm propped up, watching as you slowly slip away into dreamland, the promise of tomorrow with the boy you’ve liked for the past four years sure to bring you happy dreams.
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A.N | happy haechan day!!!! i wanted to give you guys something a little special bc of the celebration! i heard he got covid though so i hope he recovers fast </3 also.. send feedback please.
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BEFORE HE CHEATS
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reader x mat barzal
summary: one night y/n catches mat cheating and leaves before coming back to teach her ex lover a little lesson about breaking her heart.
a/n: this is obviously inspired by “Before He Cheats” by Carrie Underwood. every night i have this song on full volume and js pour it all out bc my ex sucked. also this takes place when tito was still with the islanders.
warnings: curse words, cheating, explicit content?? idk
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right now, he's probably slow dancin'
with a bleached-blond tramp and she's probably gettin' frisky
you entered your shared apartment to find it very, very quiet. you knew mat had gotten home from running errands and normally, you’d hear him showering or shouting at the tv but today it was silent. you dropped your keys into the bowl near the door as you slipped off your shoes. you threw your bag onto the couch as you made your way to your bedroom.
when you opened the door, you weren’t prepared for the scene in front you. there, on your bed, was mat making out with some random blonde chick, naked. you felt tears prick at your eyes. “mat, what the fuck?!”
the pair quickly pulled apart. “shit,” mat whispered to himself as he scrambled around to put on his boxers, the girl covering herself up with the cover. you turned around and walked over to the couch to grab your bag. you could hear mat’s footsteps following you. “y/n wait..”
you whipped you body around, tears flowing down your cheeks. “no mat, you don’t get to say anything! i mean how could you! four years!” you shouted as you held up four fingers, “for four fucking years we’ve been fucking together a-and i come home to find you in bed with some other chick!? who the fuck does that mat! tell me!” you could see mat trying to come up with a response, “were you even thinking about what would happen before you got in bed with her?! or were you too blinded by the fact that she was standing in front of you, butt naked waiting for your dick!?”
silence. that’s all you got from mat.
you just chuckled before turning around, heading for the door as you slipped your shoes back on. “y/n please don’t go! i love you! i-i don’t know why i did it! please don’t leave me.” mat pleaded as tears began to fall out of the corners of his eyes. “you’re all i have here. i promise it won’t happen again, just please don’t go!”
mat grabbed your arm but you pulled it back. “that’s the thing mat, i can’t trust you anymore!” you shouted as turned around to face him. “i’m done here mat. i’ll be back tomorrow to grab my things. you can keep the place, i don’t care.” you opened the door and were about to walk out when you stopped.
you turned towards mat, “you’re a piece of shit, you know that? because if you don’t then you do now. have fun with your new girlfriend mat. hopefully she’s smarter than me and can see through your bullshit.” you turned around and started to walk towards the elevator.
“and where are you going to stay?” mat spoke up.
“with beau. i’m sure he’d be happy to take me in.” with that, you walked into the elevator as you clicked the button to close the doors, your figure disappearing from mat’s sight.
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you knocked on anthony’s door and a few seconds later it opened and you were met with his girlfriend, zoe. she had a smile on her face but it quickly faltered when she noticed your tear stained cheeks. “oh y/n…c’mere.” she cooed as she opened her arms for you to get into and that’s when you let more tears flow. “come on.” she said as she ushered you inside.
“babe, who is it?” anthony shouted from the kitchen but it got louder as he walked towards the two of you. “oh, y/n hey-what happened?” he questioned as he saw you both were hugging and you were sniffling.
“he cheated. mat cheated on me.” you explained as you began to cry harder.
“what?! when?” anthony asked as you all walked to the couch. you set your bag down and sat next to zoe as you explained the situation to the pair. by the end of it, you were still sniffling and crying. “i’m gonna kill him, i swear.”
zoe turned to her boyfriend, “you’re not doing shit, alright? not unless y/n gives you the green light to do so,” zoe scolded him. “as of now, you are going to sit and listen.”
“thank you.” you whispered as she held you close. you whipped the tears that streamed down your cheeks, “can i ask for a favor?” she nodded her head, “you think i could s-stay here for a while? just until i find my own place again.”
“stay as long as you need y/n, you can have the guest bedroom.” anthony told you. you looked over at him and smiled to the best of your ability.
“we’ll go get your stuff tomorrow while mat is at practice but right now, let’s get you to bed.” zoe said as you two got up and walked towards the guest room. anthony had stayed in the living room waiting until he got notice that he was able to go to his room.
you and zoe walked into the room and you placed your bag on the bed before turning towards zoe. “i’ll lend you some clothes to sleep in, okay?” she said and you nodded in thanks as she pressed a kiss to your forehead. you sat on the bed as she went to her closet to grab a set of clothes for you to borrow. you fell back and laid there, thinking about the past hour. had mat been cheating this whole time? surely he had to have cheated before.
you were too busy thinking, you hadn’t noticed zoe was back. “alright, here you go.” she announced as you were handed the clothes. “i’ve already laid out some things in the bathroom right across from here like an extra toothbrush, a hair brush, tampons, pads, whatever i thought you’d need.”
“thank you again. i don’t know where else i would’ve gone. you guys are amazing.” you thanked her.
“of course! you’re my friend and friends look out for each other.” she smiled and you hugged her before she got up and left, calling out for anthony. you changed out of your old clothes and put the tank top and shorts zoe had lended you on. you went to the bathroom and had brushed your teeth, wiping your makeup off. you tied your hair into a braid and made your way into bed. the doors were closed and only a lamp was on.
as soon as your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light.
right now, he's probably buyin' her some fruity little drink
'cause she can't shoot whiskey
right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick
showin' her how to shoot a combo
for the last couple of days, you’ve been staying with anthony and his girlfriend. you had moved some of your stuff from your previously shared apartment with mat to anthony’s place with the help of zoe and him.
each night you’d be up looking through mat’s story on instagram and he’d be with the girl he cheated on you with. you found out her name was anna, due to him tagging her user on one of his story’s, where he had shot gunned a drink while she sipped on a margarita. guess she couldn’t handle the taste.
turns out, she had also posted as she had a video of him teaching her to play pool on her story a couple minutes later. she couldn’t even hit the ball properly but they were all intoxicated meaning no one really payed attention.
you hated it. the feeling of betrayal. the feeling of sadness and heartbreak. you hated how he has moved on so fast. especially with her. you couldn’t stand it.
you tried to ignore it as best as you could yet that feeling always led to tears being shed. you couldn’t just lay there and let him get away with causing you so much pain and heartbreak.
oh, and he don’t know
that i dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
carved my name into his leather seats
i took a louisville slugger to both headlights
i slashed a hole in all four tires
maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats
you still has mat’s number. you had sent him a text saying you were going to pick up a few more things that you had forgotten to take over to anthony’s place. he replied with an ‘ok’ and that was it.
you had still had the key to the apartment as it had been yours previously before mat had moved in. you put the key in the lock and twisted the knob before opening the door. the place was clean. the shoes were in pairs and lined up by the door. the couch pillows were sat up straight. the kitchen looked fresh. the whole place was like you had it before mat had moved in. he was a bit of a snob when it came to keeping the house clean.
you walked into your old bedroom and headed towards the closet. you two has decided on splitting the space. you got the right and he got the left. all his clothing was there and you only had a couple t-shirts and tank tops in there. you couldn’t help but wonder where anna’s stuff had been. they were together after all.
you grabbed the remaining of your clothes and walked out of the closet. you couldn’t help but look around the place. it was organized. just how you had done it.
seeing the place all cleaned up hurt you. you mind would still replay the night you had come home to may sucking faces with the blonde chick, anna. you always felt the heartbreak and betrayal when you thought of it. your mind would play tricks on you, reminding you of all the happy moments you had with mat.
you couldn’t help it when all of sudden you felt your hand come in contact with the vase on the dresser. it shattered as it hit the ground. you felt tears slide down your cheeks and onto the carpet. that seemed to have caused adrenaline rush through the course of you body. it felt good.
i might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
a-'cause the next time that he cheats
oh, you know it won't be on me
no, not on me
you arm slid across the dresser knocking everything off. jewelry, cologne, books, and other random things, fell to the ground. you grabbed a pillow off the bed and looked at it before throwing it at the full-body length mirror and watched as the mirror hit the floor with a thud.
you walked out of the room and knocked random things off walls and tables. you threw the couch pillows off the cushions. the cuahions seemed fine. you hated it.
you walked to the kitchen and grabbed a knife before going back and cutting the cushion open. you slashed random lines into it before dropping the knife onto it. you were like a mad man. but of felt good. the anger you felt was leaving you body as you looked at the apartment. it was trashed.
the place had seemed like someone had plumaged through it. technically you did if you thought of it. you knew he’d be confused. you walked over to a drawer in the kitchen and grabbed a pen and notepad before writing down on it. you tore it out and left it on the kitchen counter. you walked towards the door with your clothes in your hand, opened the door and left.
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bonus +
mat had arrived late from a game that night. he saw your text before exiting the locker room and heading towards the rink. he gave you the ok and turned his phone off and the team left. he had arrived late due to traffic and was expecting to come home to a nice apartment where he could just rest.
if only he knew what he was too find.
he took the elevator up and walked to his apartment number and opened the door before walking in. he wasn’t prepared.
the place was a dump. everything was out of order. he walked further into the place and saw the knife on the couch. his attention soon adverted too the slashes on his (yours) couch.
the kitchen was fine surprisingly. he noticed the pictures that were hanging on the wall in the hallway on the ground, facing face-down. he quickly rushed to the room annd paused as he saw the state it was in. he looked at his closet and saw your things were gone.
‘so you really did come by?’ mat thought before heading towards the kitchen to grab his phone and call you.
your note was still on the island where his phone laid. he saw his phone and reached across for it. he grabbed it and looked around before noticing the piece of paper. he slowly took it and opened it.
it read,
‘had to take my anger
out somehow :( don’t
be mad
-y/n’
he knew he fucked up. yet he still did it. maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
oh, before he cheats
oh-oh
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little angst?? idk 🤷‍♀️ i js write fluff but ya know… we gotta change it up a little sometimes. anyways enjoy this while i go to sleep for school tmrw bc i have a test that i will most likely fail. bye
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