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matt coded as fuck

YALL I HAVE TEA

LIKE MAJOR TEA

SOMEHOW ITS STILL ABOUT A MAN

y’all I just had this girl that im seeing over and we were like talking and shit for a while, flirting and we kissed every now and then. and then like she was like ive gotta leave so i asked to kiss her. she kissed me like getting like hot and heavy down the bed and we were like making out and then she just whispered “goodbye”and then she got up and then I walked her to the front door.

IM SL SORRY IF THIS DOESNT MAKE SENSE IM HIGH AND TOO LAZY TO TYPE SO I JUST USED TEXT TO SPEECH AHA

I CANT ITS KILLING ME FROM MY INSIDES

the way i audibly moaned

HE JS SO GUCKING FINE ENENENEENJWJSHE

(not my edit, from j4dedeyes on tiktok)

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wishing you less pain

wishing you less stress

wishing you less depression

sending you love

sending you positive vibes

sending you healing energy

͏ ͏please accept

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4 tickets to garfield movie please🍿🥤

THIS

there's something i want to talk about real quick that i think should be talked about in terms of smut.

i know there are a lot of people who read smut who haven't had irl sexual experiences, but know that what's in the works that your favorite fan fic authors write is not going to match with reality. it's not always going to be dark and dirty and serious - there will be a lot of silly moments. like almost falling off the bed or having your boyfriend's cat try to bite you while you're doing unholy activities. you'll laugh, you'll have fun.

another unrealistic thing is size. but i think something really important is that everyone's body is different. finishing is not as easy as described in fiction. figuring out your sex life with your partner is not as easy as described in fiction. different things turn different people thing, things you might like the idea of on paper you might not actually like in real life, things you don't like on paper you might like in real life. getting turned on is not as easy in fiction as in real life, do you see where i'm going?

i just want those who were like me and inexperienced and had most of their knowledge about sex from smut to know that fiction is not like reality and that's okay.

The girl community has suffered a terrible loss today. Rest in peace Shelley Duvall. 🕊️

thats mine.

-tom kaulitz

warnings: nothing, just fluff!

synopsis: tom was sat next to his twin brother bill on the stage of a talk show, with the host who was interviewing them, along with his co-host, some busty blonde girl who was getting on his nerves.

“well… no i havent found anyone yet..” bill started, answering the interviewer’s question. “im just focusing on my career at the moment you know?” he said turning to tom with a smile. tom huffed and looked down to his fingers, fiddling subtly.

toms pov:

“so tom..” the co-host spoke. “how about you? weve been seeing photos in the press lately of you and y/n l/n getting pretty handsy, whats the go there?” she said with a smug yet disgusted look on her face. she leaned forward, attempting to push her breasts up to make her cleavage more visible. she pursed her overly glossy lips, tilting her head to the side slightly, flicking her hair over her shoulder. it was obvious what she was doing. and honestly? it was funny that she was trying so hard. she could never compare to my beautiful y/n.

“well actually, weve been dating for a year now, im surprised you havent heard.” i chuckle lowly, looking to bill and back to her, watching her expression drop, rolling her eyes. “well” she huffed sitting back up, “what is your relationship like behind veiw of the paparazzi? not so perfect then no?” she sneered, jealousy clearly written all over her face that was caked with cheap makeup.

i sat up in my chair, my jaw clenching slightly. “actually, things are perfect, she’s been working on her solo career a lot, but shes been touring with us recently, i honestly cant stand being apart from her for more than a day at a time.” i said proudly, looking her dead in the eyes with a knowing smirk, seeing the anger bubble up inside of her. “you should hear them at night on the tour bus, the rest of us barely get any sleep because of how hard the bus shakes” bill laughed, nudging me in the arm and leaning back in his chair. “especially after the vmas, that night was crazy” he spoke, exhaling deeply and looking over to me wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

the interveiwer fixed his composure. “right! the vmas!” he said, displaying a photo of me and y/n at the vmas behind him, where she had won an award for best junior artist of the year. the live studio audience started clapping, as the interviewer leaned forward. “how did you feel about y/n winning her first award at the vmas?” he spoke with a peppy tune, much more interested than is co-host, who was blatantly just trying to get in my pants.

“im honestly really proud of my girl, shes been working so hard, and all of the hours she put into her passion finally paid off. my highlight of the night was honestly just seeing the smile on her face when she got called up.” i said, beaming as i thought about my beautiful girlfriend.

“and her look! killer isnt it? really accentuates her features, no?” the interviewer beamed with admiration, looking behind him at the screen.

the picture showed y/n, wearing a beautiful red silk dress, hugging her curves perfectly, holding an award, and me standing next to her with a hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to me, planting a kiss on her cheek as she smiled widely at the camera. i sat there for a moment, remembering how her smile lit up the stage as she was accepting her award.

“yeah”i said turning to bill with a smile, then back to the interviewer. “absolutely breathtaking” i smiled.

“thats mine. all mine.”

a/n:

just a short lil fluff peice, im honestly sick asf rn, so i havent been writing as much, but expect more to come soon!

MWAH!

xoxo

-T