#datty

[satanseth]

me before going to bed thinking of all the gay fanfics I could write but never will

[hadar-stormy]

‏‎#Jacksonstorm #datty #myedit #😍😍😍😍 #jacksonstormisgay💙💙 #hadar_stormy #inloveit #sexy __________________ _____ _____ _____ You love it?‎‏

[givmegudsuc]

Bruhcockoli

Choke me.

[pcychedelec]

Ice Cream

Based off a AU on Tumblr,   Dylan   I sat with my tounge hanging out of my mouth, consintrating hard on the game, clutching the controller with an iron grip. Beside me Matt showed the same expression, brows follded, nose scrunched, tounge handging from his lips. I smiled and nuddged Matt causeing his player to drive off the track, putting mine in first place. Matt looked at the screen in shock as I raced threw the finish line, his face began to turn red as he turned to me. "DYLAN!! THAT'S CHEATING!" He yelled, punching my arm, I laughed loudly watching as steam came from Matt's ears in rage. I held my arm. "Hey, that hurts!" I laughed loudly, rubbing the spot he hit, he smirked and started play fighting me, laughing along with my laughter. We faught for a while, laughing and playing, nearly breaking my Atari. "Kids, ice cream!" I could hear my mom holler, both our heads shot up at the sound. We looked at each other and smiled, bolting up and racing down stairs where my mom sat at the couch reading a book. She looked up at us, scolding us for running down the steps. "The ice cream truck is right outside, here." She said, pulling out a five dollar bill, handing it to me. I smiled and we both thanked her, running out the door to the ice cream truck parked down on the corner. "I'll race you!" I yelled, starting to run, Matt lauged and ran after me. "Don't cheat this time!" Matt yelled, running up on my heels.   "Loser!" I smirked, licking the drops of melted ice cream that ran down on to my hand. Matt smiled out of breath, licking a large chunk off the cone. Matt nudged my shoulder causing me to tilt my hand, the ice cream falling out of my cone. I looked at my emty cone, I felt my smile fade, Matt sat beside me his eyes wide. "Dylan, I'm so sorry, really." He said, holding on to my arm, I looked up grinning at him, watching the ice cream truck drive down the road. "it's okay, Matty" I said, feeling a small tear run down my cheek. Matt smiled and wipped it away, holding up his ice cream cone. "We can share!" He said, grabbing my empty hand in his, I showed my two missing front teeth as i smiled wide and took the cone, licking the melting ice cream off the sides of the cone.   "Hey matt, remember when we where five? When we sat here, sharing an ice cream cone?" I asked, holding on to the double popcicle that we shared, I could see the smile form on Matt's lips as he looksed off at the little ice cream shop accross the streat from where we sat on the curb. "One of my favorite memories." Matt said, rolling the gold ring on  his left hand. He looked up at me as I licked the side of the popcicle, he leaned over and kissed my cheek.

[pcychedelec]

Bang

This may be a trigger warning so, here have some sad Datty Dylan I lifted my chin up over the couch, searching for Matt. I sat back down and loaded another dart into my small Nerf gun, I smirked and ran for the kitchen. As I passed by the hallway leading to the bath room and bed room Matt's shadow lead a trail up the uposing wall from the bathroom door. I stopped running and stood against the wall near the door way to the hall. "Ohh MMATTYY!?" I yelled down the hall, I could hear a small click of Matt's Nerf gun, I smiled and poked my head around the door way. I instantly was met with a Nerf gun barel and Matt smirking. "Got you." He shot me dead center of my forhead. I let out an 'omf' and smiled, shooting Matt in the stomach, giving me enough time to throw down my gun and lung from around the corner to Matt. I wrapped my arms around his waist and tugged him up and over my shoulder. I could hear him laugh and drop his gun, I smirked and headed down the hall to our bed room. Matt and I laughed loudly as I threw him on the bed, crawling on top of him. Our laughing died down and I ran my hand up his torso, under his shirt. He smiled and crained his neck to kiss me, I instantly kissed back, his hands wrapped themselves around me neck, pulling me deeper into the kiss. Not a moment later a thud ran threw the house, I disconnected our kiss and looked behind me at the open door. Matt stiffened and let go of me, I stood as he layed propped up on his elbows. "I'll be right back, stay here" I whispered, going over to the door, I peired out into the hall, a tall figure stood in the living room searching threw some the book shelf by the tv. I sucked in a breath and went back into the room, Matt sat at the edje of the bed with a worried expression. I lifted my finger to my lips and walked over to the bed side table. I grabbed the base ball bat sat propped up next to the stand, I grabbed it and began to walk back out to the living room. I held the bat high, aprocking the man with causion, i could hear him curse and grummble in fustration as he couldn't find anything of value to him. I continud down the hall, finally getting to the end, stopping when the Nerf gun under my shoe made a snapping noise, alerting the man infront of me. Matt Snap no, please. click, this can't be happening. BANG Dylan, no. Slam DYLAN. It was dead center of his forhead

[howfuckedupareweinside]

For the ship thing even though it's been done a million times! Matty x dylan Also, do you have their ship tagged as anything?

I tag everything, so now they’ll have a tag~

Who made the first move; Dylan

Who said ‘I love you’ first; Matty

How often they fight; a lot, a lot

What their nicknames are for each other; nah

Whose the better cook; Matty

Their song; ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Who remembers their anniversaries; Matty

How they we would get engaged; something dumb probs

What their wedding would be like; entire HU and partners + Aron crashes the wedding because why not ‘+ rlly informal thing

How many kids they’ll have: 1

Send a ship? 

[pcychedelec]

I was thinking of random prompts and shit for HU fics and I think my favorite one i wanna write is this one: -Its a Datty fic btw- Matt and Dylan are dared to stay in an old haunted house, and the guys are actually ghosts and Dylan and Matt get it on and the ghosts are just sighing in disappointment at the gay shit goin' on.

[pcychedelec]

May or may not had made Syrion caller ID in my phone Matt and mine Dylan so we could be Datty, k