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so i saw someone post something saying "so proud of ash and kaykay making this album i love them both" and im like....wth did k*y do on ashtons album besides take pictures that she probably got paid to take???? tf did she do cause she don't do much

If they want to be proud of anyone besides Ashton for this album, it needs to be Matt Pauling. He was the one by Ashton’s side for the writing, performing, recording, production. Why do the stans always feel the need to give the GFs credit for EVERYTHING? Did Kale take pictures that Ashton supposedly thinks are the greatest? Supposedly. Give her credit for that but FFS, she is not a musician. Don’t take that away from Ashton and Matt.

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Legends of the Fog

Pair: Matt Peake x Reader Prompt: @thewonderfulplacesmymindgoes asled: “I showed up to this haunted house alone because I thought i wouldn’t be scared but I am and I might be holding your hand” with Matt Peake Words: 666 Warnings: descriptions of anxiety, vague haunted house descriptions A/N: I’m doin my best here guys Halloween was nearing and all of your friends had spent the past two weeks goading you into visiting the nearest haunted house. Legends of the Fog had been a regular attraction since you were a pre-teen and you’d either been too young, not allowed, or too scared to go, and for some reason, this was the year of all years to get a boost of confidence and decide to try to settle any outstanding qualms you may have had with the establishment. So, wrapped in your transitioning autumn jacket and a black and dark red scarf, you stood in line behind a man around your height with dark curly hair and a white and black plaid coat that seemed to be doing all but keeping him warm. Even though it was the low fifties, he looked as if he was about to freeze. You tried to block out all the aggressive noises around you and as you failed to pay attention, you got sent into the first haunted house with the man in front of you and group of shivering teenagers. As soon as you stepped into the funhouse themed house, you were wracked with anxiety. The strobe lighting and grotesquely poised actors setting you on edge, every factor of the attraction making you shake so violently that you were always a moment away from using an emergency exit, for some reason you persisted and pressed further into the house, winding around cages with people lunging at you and the people around you. For a moment your nerves ceased and you looked at the man in front of you, you had to wonder why you couldn’t hold yourself together like him and the dams of your mental fortitude broke with a howl originating from a man dressed in a tuxedo and gorilla mask. Your limbs went back to shaking and you followed him out, trying to make small talk with the people around you as you trekked to the next part of the experience. Buzzing chainsaws were all around you as people dressed as serial killers threatened you with nonlethal equipment. Before you knew what you were doing, you’d grabbed the hand of the man in front of you. You held onto him as if your life had depended on it and he managed to keep a comforting presence, slowly walking beside you and keeping the actors away from your half attentive state of being. When you two got to the line for the hayride, he still stayed, holding your hand. He smelled minty and like spices and you tried to focus on that. It wasn’t until you heard a truck in the distance did it register that he was trying to talk to you. He’d asked what your name was and you mumbled your response, staring into the darkening sky with wide eyes. You two paused for a moment before you asked for his name. “Matt Peake,” said he, staring into the same direction you were. “Peake- like-” “Yes, like the mountain.” You let out a low chuckle and looked at Matt’s face for the first time with a clearer head. You couldn’t remember the exact phrasing your mind had conjured up to remember him by, but you definitely would remember him as the mountain man, in name and appearance. The black and white flannel, added onto his jeans, his beard and the shape of his face- it all added up to a modern lumberjack, and you didn’t know whether to laugh or let the moment of amazement wash over you. “Do you still want to..?” He gestured to your still, interconnected hands and you gasped slightly. “Oh shit- you don’t mind do you?” You bit your lower lip and looked almost desperate as his lips stretched into a friendly grin. “Not at all,” He sighed, helping you up onto the back of the tractor, sitting next to you amongst the dunes of hay, your head on his shoulder and your hands atop your thigh.

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I just can't imagine a world where Matt Parkman would let Molly Walker be abused/die. I just can’t.

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Preference: Cumming home early

Matt: He was use to ignoring those smells and sounds, people were always getting off, it wasn't something he really wanted to think about. Because of this he didn't realize what was going on until he walked into the aprtment. He stood in the hallway panicking for a moment before calling you name giving you and opportunity to make yourself decent. Foggy: He had chinese food with him hoping for a nice quite night in. The last thing he expected was to find you arched on the couch with your pants tugged down past your hips. The sounds that came out of him was hardly dignified. It lead to quite an akward conversation. Wesely: He heard you when he walked in the door and thought for a moment that you might have a man here. After all he wasn't suppose to be home for another hour. He was still mad about the size of the toy though. Anatoly: "Well please don't let me stop you." He smirked sliding next to you on the bed, kissing you, leading your hand back to were it had been. Vladimir: It was just a lot of akward eye contact, you still in the position you had been when he walked in. "I'm just gonna..." "yeah..."

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The Happn-ing.

It’s another guest post from Matthew P!

Look at that gif. That’s my face upon hearing that there is another dating app hitting the market. At this point, on DFS, we’ve got accounts across OKCupid, Hinge, Tinder, 3nder, Bumble, MyCuteFriend, 420singles, Match, eHarmony, Zoosk, PlentyOfFish, FarmersOnly, Bristlr… You get the idea. So when I heard about Happn, I thought to myself, “Dear god… what could this app do for me that I don’t already have being done?!” Turns out, a lot.

Happn is a smartphone app that works a bit like Tinder in that it matches you with people in your area. The large difference here is that Happn matches you with people in your immediate area — as in people you pass on the street. When opening the app, you are presented with an array of folks you’ve crossed paths with, each with a little x and heart beneath their profile pic. You pick the ones you like, and if you both like each other, conversation is opened up for the two of you. It’s a familiar formula, but somehow the proximity element sets it apart. Maybe you’re at a large concert, and are browsing the folks in the area… maybe you see that fly honey or fella on their way into the office next door to yours everyday… Well, now you can see that you’re crossing paths with that person, and try your luck with a heart.

Happn notifies you an approximate location as to where you and the person crossed paths, but does not get down to the specifics (presumably to avoid creepiness… which, I mean, isn’t ENTIRELY avoided… it’s still creepy.) It even notifies you above the person’s profile how many times you two have crossed paths. One woman and I have crossed paths five times in San Francisco. I’ve clicked heart, but apparently she is not as enthused.

Annnnnd, here’s where the app gets a little weird. After clicking LIKE on someone, you are given a new option: CHARM. Using a credits system, you’re able to spend one to CHARM the person, sending them a notification that HEY, I’M INTERESTED. If they don’t respond to that charm within 24 hours, you can send another. Once you’re out of credits, you can’t charm anymore until you re-up via purchasing more. I understand that this is a way to monetize their app, but it lends Happn a more Zoosk feel of sleaze and pushiness.

Overall, Happn has done it. They’ve found a fresh spin on the proximity dating formula, and have executed it well (I’ve yet to experience any bugs or glitches in the app, which is more than I can say for a lot of the others.) It suffers a bit from the app cash grab feel, but can be used without those features being utilized. We here at DFS recommend giving it a whirl, and start locally sourcing your dates.