poker face has been a joy to read so far!!
for a lil break from the angst, i made a quick floor plan of hype(r) content house bc I love mundane details in a story!!
ty fr0ggy for that good content 🤟

seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia
seen from Pakistan
seen from Syria

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Tunisia

seen from France

seen from Maldives

seen from Malaysia
seen from Ireland

seen from Denmark
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from Netherlands

seen from Belgium
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
poker face has been a joy to read so far!!
for a lil break from the angst, i made a quick floor plan of hype(r) content house bc I love mundane details in a story!!
ty fr0ggy for that good content 🤟
this one time my mom tried to text me a heart and she was like:” i can’t find the heart” and I texted: “just do < + 3” and she texted: “< + 3. It won’t work!”
that’s dean’s emoji skills
cas: love you 💕💕💕
dean: how did you do that
dean: < + 3
dean: claire lied to me
i know there's like they typicals of who has a mommy k*nk,, but i offer you: mattsun,,, just imagine it
i,,, nonnieeeeeee <3 i’m love you omg
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
matsukawa prided himself on his ability to keep his composure — he may be a comedic little shit but he knew when to keep his mouth shut, an ability his best friend hanamaki, unfortunately, didn’t have.
“dude, you haven’t told her yet?” makki asked, the corners of his lips turned up in a shit-eating grin. mattsun glared at his friend before checking over his shoulders to make sure no one he knew was within earshot.
“of course not, who the fuck do you think i am?” his voice shot up at the end at the incredulity of his stupid friend’s question. makki just shook his head, rolling his eyes as he took another bite of his lunch.
“m’just saying dude, you should probably tell her.”
“tell me what?” you questioned as you sat your tray down beside your boyfriend. he choked on his spit as makki broke out into cackles.
you gently pat mattsun on the back, helping him regain his breathing before asking yet again, “tell me what baby?”
y’know how i said matsukawa was good at keeping his composure? yeah, not anymore.
his face and ears were a bright fire-truck red as he continued to avert his eyes away from you and his friend, muttering a soft “tell you later,” before standing and chucking his lunch in the trash.
and tell you later he did.
you managed to get his little secret from him by laying him spread out on the bed, one hand on his throat and the other on his cock, edging him slowly like only you could.
“say it again,” you purred, tightening the hand around his neck. he let out a strained moan, his eyes rolling around as he gasped for air. “m-momma please, please let me cum,” he begged, hips bucking up into your touch.
you pretended to think about it while slowly increasing the pressure, being careful not to actually choke him out. regardless, matsukawa enjoyed it, his breathing quickening as his abs clenched to stave off his oncoming orgasm.
“why should i? you kept this very delicious secret from me.” a pout fell across your lips, your hand picking up speed on his shaft.
a series of uncharacteristic whines escaped your boyfriend’s broad chest. “m’close, so close, momma i can’t — can’t hold it off, please,” he pled, tears filling his pretty brown eyes and clumping his long lashes together.
you let out a shaky sigh, his words having a greater affect on you than you had originally thought. “only because you beg so pretty.” at your words, your permission, matsukawa came, his back arching, thighs tensing, and cock twitching as spurt after spurt of warm cum painted his chest.
“thank you, thank you, thank you momma, thank you,” he babbled, his head moving to rest on your thighs.
you ran your hand (the one not covered in cum) through his curly brown locks, pressing soft kisses to his forehead, allowing him to bask in your touch.
“see? that wasn’t so bad. you should’ve told me earlier,” you teased. matsukawa laughed, a full body genuine laugh, before rolling his head to kiss your thigh.
“yeah, yeah, whatever.” you giggled and started to stand, moving to go collect towels and water to clean your boyfriend off. (un)fortunately, you were stopped by a hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back onto the bed, mattsun now on his stomach in between your thighs.
“not so fast,” he drawled, his nose pressing against the wet patch in your underwear. “wanna make momma feel good.”
*dramatically enters your room and slams your door*: WAKE UP HONEY [pours a whole pitcher of water right on your face] IT'S TIME TO LISTEN TO TENEMENT FUNSTER-FLICK OF THE WRIST-LILY OF THE VALLEY ON REPEAT
AAH *wakes up confused* WAIT KDJDJJ THEY ALL ARE MY FAVS !!!! 🥺🥺 *turns up the volume* *starts dancing*
Lo unico que me da ganas de dibujar de fnaf es a Ballora 😔🔫💕💕💕💕
waIT YOURE A 2002 KID??? WE ARE THE SAME AGE??? HOW THE FU- Like I knew you were near enough my age (shook abt that BTW you talented human) but like. Straight up same year. Thats crazy yo
YA!! I was born in 17th february 2002! and thank you very much for the kinf words 🥺💞🌸💕🌸💞
y'all really think i'm some sort of sweeran slave
[scuffles around your blog]
let’s blend some teeth baby
i have no idea what this means and tbh m a little scared to find out