sobbing crying throwing up
WE HUG NOW 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚
authors note: this song has been stuck in my head for weeks
warnings: angst, divorce/breakup
you never wanted the money.
not the cars. not the spotlight. not the gated houses or the sold-out arenas. you would’ve lived in a tiny apartment, eating cereal on the floor every night if it meant waking up next to her—billie, the way she was before everything got loud.
she used to fall asleep with her head on your chest, murmuring lyrics into your skin like secrets. used to light up when she saw you walk into a room, like the whole world paused just long enough for her to memorize you again.
but somewhere along the way, the world stopped slowing down.
and she stopped looking up.
you started counting the days between her phone calls. between the nights she came home. between the moments you still felt like hers. you told yourself it was temporary. that fame came with distance, and distance didn’t mean detachment. you told yourself she’d remember.
but then came the fight.
you were sitting in the nursery, holding your daughter while she clung to your arm, the weight of the world pressing down on your chest. billie paced in front of you, her voice sharp, accusing.
“do you love me,” she asked, “or just the life i gave you?”
you didn’t have words. it hit you like a slap in the face, and all the breath left your lungs. you would’ve given everything up for her.
but in that moment, you realized she didn’t believe you. maybe she never did.
so you let her go.
the divorce was quiet. clinical. the kind where nothing catches fire but everything still burns.
she left the house. she left the crib. she left one thing behind—a beat-up old phone, screen cracked, tucked beneath the baby blanket in the rocker.
a single voice memo, labeled:
halley’s comet. for her.
you sat in the dim light of the nursery that night, holding your daughter to your chest, listening to billie’s voice crackle through the speaker.
“hi, baby girl. this is your song. i’ll always love you, even when i’m not there.”
she sang like she was still trying to hold on. and you cried like you already knew she wouldn’t.
your daughter is four now.
she runs everywhere instead of walking. she’s all questions and scraped knees and big, open-hearted feelings. she asks about the stars when she can’t sleep, says she feels safest when you hold her.
she knows the song by heart. you’ve played it for her every night since she was born. she calls it her song, like it was written by the universe just for her. and maybe, in a way, it was.
you’re driving her home from preschool one afternoon, the air warm, the sun soft on your arm, and the radio starts playing a song that makes your heart skip.
it’s halley’s comet.
not the voice memo. the full version. studio-polished. stripped-down and haunting and beautiful. billie’s voice, older now, but still her. still yours, somehow.
from the backseat, your daughter perks up, her voice sharp with recognition.
“mama… my song.”
you grip the steering wheel, the pressure of her words making your chest tighten.
she’s staring out the window, her small hand pressed to her chest like she’s holding something fragile, something sacred. and it is.
you force a smile, blinking back the tightness in your throat. “yeah, baby,” you whisper. “that’s your song.”
a week later, your phone buzzes.
someone sends you a clip from billie’s latest interview—she’s on a late-night talk show, radiant, untouchable. the interviewer brings you up like a distant memory, something forgotten.
“so, you and y/n. what happened there?”
billie laughs easily, like it’s nothing. like it’s a joke.
“oh, that. yeah. we ended it on mutual terms. it’s all good now.”
mutual.
like you didn’t stay awake for months, waiting for her to come home, waiting for her to see you again. like you didn’t rock your daughter to sleep, night after night, with the sound of billie’s voice in the dark, your heart breaking quietly every time. like you didn’t love her with every piece of yourself. like you still don’t, a little.
you pause the video.
the house is quiet. the laundry hums softly in the next room. your daughter’s asleep upstairs, her tiny body curled around a stuffed bunny, the old phone still tucked under her pillow.
you sit there, the glow of the screen fading to black.
and you think—
god, she really believes it was nothing.
you’re just thinking it’s a small thing that happened.the world ended when it happened to me.
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hiiii your acc is so sexy ugh
omg shut up i love you
ou baby you are so weird.
Cringe ass bullshit. Learn to educate yourselves and learn to not support and interact with people’s work when they’re junkies who seriously need help instead of talking about other problems that are none of their business.
Cringe cringe people
her fingers omg i can’t
I will never get over this trio I would pay to know everything that happens between them NO JOKE😔😔😔
shopping for a new chair— i’m thinking i like this one but idk… i want y’all’s opinion 🤔 looks pretty comfy though!
legs are SPREAD😩😩
Summary: Matt and his best friend decide to play with a magic 8 ball but things get heated
cw: bsf!matt x bsf!reader, dom!matt x sub!reader, profanity, SMUT, praise kink, unprotected sex, pet names, mentions of alcohol, oral (m and f receiving), aftercare?
Authors note: I feel like this one was so much betterrr, I also wrote this from like 1 to 2 am so if there’s any spelling mistakes shh u didn’t see anything, also I never used a magic 8 ball so idk if this is accurate
Matt Reader 8 ball
“The fuck is that?” Matt questions as he see her coming back into the living room with a black object in her hand, she roll her eyes at him scoffing “It’s a magic 8 ball dumbass, you ask it a question and it predicts ur future or something like that” she said unsure of what it does exactly “ah why do you even own that?” he takes it out her hand inspecting it she shrug her shoulders not remembering how she even ended up with it “does this shit actually work?” “I don’t know try it” “Magic 8 ball is my middle name Bernard” yn laugh at his antics as he shakes the ball aggressively “looks like it knows what it’s talking about” she leans over to see what he got ‘it is certain’ they both laugh “looks like it give it to me” he passes it to her. “Magic 8 ball were me and Matt drinking tonight?” She asks the magical ball “what does it say” she turns the ball towards him ‘most likely’ they giggle putting it down and continuing with their previous conversation.
About an hour later
“We should play with a game” he says looking at her “what is it” “ok we ask the magic ball whatever it is a question and depending on the answer you get you have to do it… ok let’s say I ask it if I should take a shot and it say ‘yes’ I gotta do it but if it says no I don’t” she thinks about it (if she can even think) after ultimately agreeing “okay you first” she says passing him the ball “why me?” “Because your the one who suggested the game” “what ever um magic 8 ball should yn take a shot” he says aggressively shaking the ball “why me?” she says he turns the ball toward her ‘my reply is yes’ she groans gabbing the bottle of vodka and her shot glass on the coffee table, she poured it and drank it as fast as she could reaching for the ball “magic 8 ball should Matt take 4 shots” “WOAH 4????” “Yes bitch 4” she looks at the screen and rolled her eyes at the response throwning it on the couch “fuck this shit its rigged” Matt reaches for it ‘don’t count on it’ he burst of laughter “karma hoe” she flips him off “um magic 8 ball should yn play her most her most recent played song” “the fuck is this” she leans over his shoulder ‘most likely’ he laughs watching her grab her looking for the song, the expression on her face changes to embarrassment “im not playing it.” “What you have to the ball said so” “no Matt I can’t play it” “yes you can” he grabs her phone out of her hand and looks at the song “Emo boy by Ayesha Erotica? I never heard this” “good lets leave it as that” she goes to grab the phone but he moves it out of her reach and plays it “MATT GIVE ME MY PHONE” “Just relax dude im not gonna judge you” she sighs in defeat letting him listen to the song. “I dont get why you were embarrassed it’s a good song” he tosses her the phone “because it reminds me of you” she mumbles under her breath not knowing he had heard her “oh yeah?” “Huh?” “Don’t act dumb now” “I don’t know what your talking about” shes says trying to act clueless “yeah? Your saying you don’t want me to fuck you?” She chokes on air as he laughs at her “alright your turn” he toss the ball at her “um magic 8 ball can I go get water?” She says praying to all the Gods it would say yes ‘it is certain’ she celebrates running to the kitchen and grabbing two water bottles for her and Matt and gives it to him “alright my turn magic 8 ball should I fuck yn” her eyes widened and she almost choked once again ‘my reply is yes’ he smirks at her showing her the reply he got.
“Matt your not serious” she says and he climbs on top of her “im very serious baby” he crashes his lips on hers she freezes in shock he bits her lip indicating to kiss him back and she does at first it’s soft and sweet and then something goes off in him and suddenly their both panting groaning and moaning, he pulls away grabs the ball “should I eat her out” he shakes the ball looking at it for a second then shifting his gaze towards her ‘definitely’ “it’s your lucky day ma” he says as he trails kisses from her neck down to the waist band of her shorts looking up at her for consent, as soon as she nods at him her shorts and panties are off. He admires her giving the top of her pussy a kiss “mm your so beautiful ma” she bucks her hips on his face silently asking him to do something, anything “patience baby” he says spreading her legs and kissing her thighs slowly making his way to her aching pussy, he looks up at her kissing through her folds “mm taste so sweet” he says before diving into her.
He’s ruthless, aggressively sucking her clit, circling his tongue around her entrance lapping up her juices meanwhile yn is in heaven, her legs are clenching around his head her hand in his hair as she breathlessly moaning “fuck Matt wait please shit ah- ahhh” she’s a mess sweat starting to dripping down her forehead she pull up her shirt as she starting to overheat revealing her perfect tits, no bra, one hand goes to fondle with it but Matt slaps her hand away “ask the ball if u can play with your tits” he says not pulling away from her dripping pussy “Matt that’s ridiculous” she say before he pulls away from her “do you want me to stop?” She scoffs grabbing the ball “good girl” she ask the ball if she can play with her chest ‘outlook not so good’ she huffs frustratedly as she’s abt to complain she feels Matt insert his fingers in her and his mouth back on her clit “Matt! Cum I need to cum please!” She screams “ask the ball” he says still absolutely destroying her, she hurries and ask the 8 ball if she can cum ‘it is certain’ as she read that she cums all over his face “FUCKKKKKK” her legs start shaking trying her best to push his head away finally he does, his face glistening with her juices.
He leans down to kiss her, she moans as she tastes herself in his mouth “can I return the favor” she ask in between kisses “you know what to do baby” he replies shaking the ball for her ‘most likely’ he smiles at her as she drops to her knees infront of him “take that shit off” he says referring to her shirt and she obeys “mm such a good girl aren’t you?” Her thighs unknowingly clench and he catches on “go on do do what you want babe” he says and she practically rips his clothes off his cock springing out hitting his lower abdomen in the process he hisses as she grabs his cock basically ready to swallow him her lips latch onto him bobbing her head as fast as she can “ah shit ma f-fuck” he says grabbing her head helping her take his cock all the way to the back of her throat “yeah? Wanted to suck me off so bad didn’t you” he asks her she looks up at him humming around him the sensation sending waves of pleasure to his dick. “So eager to make me feel good keep going baby your doing so good” he praises her getting closer and closer to the edge “where you want my cum baby? Your mouth or on your face” “my mouth please” she replies giving him the ball knowing what he’s gonna tell her, he chuckles at her shaking the ball ‘don’t count on it’ “sorry baby the ball says otherwise it’s going on your face” he pulls her off him cumming all over her face.
She picks up his cum with her fingers and puts it in her mouth, Matt’s cock twitchs at the sigh “needy girl” he shakes his head at her antics she stands up grabbing the ball “can you fuck me now please” ‘it is certain’ “how do you want me baby? wanna ride me or do you want me to do all the work?” “I wanna ride you please” he jerks his head at the object im her hand and she shake it ‘my reply is yes’ she throws the ball to the side reaches behind her and lines him up at her entrance and sinks down on him “Fuck Matt your so big” she say burying her face in the crook of his neck “yeah? Stretching you out good?” “Yeah f-fuck” he reaches his hands down to her ass slowly helping her bounce her ass on him “Yeah there you go that’s a good girl cmon you can do it” he encourages her letting go of her ass moving one of his hands to her waist and the other to pull her head out of his neck admiring her fucked out expression “such a dirty little girl huh? This is what you think of when u listen to that song? Thinking abt fucking your best friend? Such a slut” his hand dropping i between them rubbing her clit in tight little circles “AHH FUCK MATT IM GONNA CUM PLEASE PLEASE FUCK” she practically screams, she’s definitely getting a noise complaint tomorrow “yeah? Wanna cum all over my cock sweet girl?” “YES PLEASE PLEASE” “cum for me baby” and with that she releases all over him shaking and trembling “im gonna cum baby where you want me” “inside please!” And with that he shoots his load in her.
All that could be heard in the room is panting and huffing, Matt’s rubs his hand over yn’s back, she practically asleep with him still inside her. He stands up not pulling out of her just yet walks over to her bedroom and sets her down, he kisses all over her face, neck and her chest “Matttt” she says sleppyly slightly pushing him away “you did so good baby” he says he pulls out of her going into the bathroom coming back with a damp cloth to wipe all the cum off her thighs and face, tossing it to the side he goes to get her some underwear and a shirt and does the same for himself, dressing both of them and going back into the living room to get some water. He climbs into bed with her “baby wake up you need to drink some water” she grumbled sitting up to drink the icy cold water, when she’s done she give sits back to him and goes lay her head on his chest falling asleep in her best friends embrace
Dividers by: @issysh3ll
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I know, I know, another post, unnecessary or whatever, but fuck I can't just sit still without talking about this.
Tw: mentions of suicide, sh, mental disorder, cannibalism/gore.
1) Let's start with the fucking au she's doing with Nick. Everything is wrong with it.
The Emo!Nick really takes the cake because wdym depression and cutter are the only words that describe him?
She knew I had a past with severe depression that resulted in multiple attempts and self harm. I didn't personally tell her that but I did send like a big paragraph on the gc where she didn't answer but reacted with an emoji like a few others did so she knew and yet she sent me this on private dms with some more details about her au.
2) Also, I wasn't sure if I should like say this but atp everything should be exposed about her. She stole my idea with the DID.
I looked past it then despite how much the whole idea triggered me which was stupid of me because i should've at least confronted her about it for being ignorant to me and many others. At the time I didn't know exactly who she was as a person or how she acted and I thought I was js being a sensitive bitch which I still might be lol.
Mine was going to be about Matt having DID due to a severe head injury when he was a kid and just simply pining over Reader and shit like that. (Which after some much needed thinking I, myself, should not be writing about the triplets having mental disorders and I'm not writing about it anymore or anything similar in the near and far future. I sincerely apologize.)
I posted a teaser on the 13th which was exactly a week before she allegedly started brewing ideas for her au. Coincidence?
She interacted with my account a lot.
Like alr I'm not trynna be petty about it I swear, I couldn't have given a flying fuck about it, but then she literally like begged me not to write and post it js 'cause it would like wash out her own shit? Okay fuck maybe I'm a little bitter about it, but like o-kay...
Maybe this part was unnecessary but whatever.
3) This wasn't talked about as much so I probably should talk about it. Her friend fucking flashed us her tits on voice chat like Bri had her camera on. There were minors on the fucking chat like we were just talking about what to write next or some shit like that I don't remember but then Bri suddenly said "You guys wanna see my friends tits?" or something along those lines and the said friend took off her shirt and fucking flashed us? Just to show us the tattoos around her tits? Like what the fuck was that for?
4) Anyway, onto the cannibal!Chris or whatever the fuck that was.
@chrisissobabygirl and @hearts4werka made posts about it and i wasn't present when the voice chat was taking place because I usually never got in the voice chat due to obvious reasons. Bri (aka @sturniololuv08 i have blocked her account so I can't tag her) was always there talking about the utterly disturbing and disgusting shit she was gonna write.
Writing about real life humans, that can potentially see the shit you write, practicing the act of cannibalism should actually be illegal. What the fuck was the shit I heard? Like that was so fucking disturbing I felt sick to my stomach and lemme tell you I'm pretty hardcore like I can watch the most disturbing gory movies but I'd be unfazed and yet the whole thing with this made me sick like I wanted to puke.
5) The way she said she never pinged anyone to her snippets of disturbing fics she sent to the gc without any warnings is actually so fucking crazy because she has pinged me, Vera, multiple others and sometimes even everyone. She made us feel pressured to interact with her shit or give her opinions or help her write and we of course didn't want to be mean wtf and therefore some of us have given in and gave her our opinions. (We should have clocked her shit right then and there.)
6) Anyone who fucking interacts with her shit willingly should seek help like I'm not fucking joking. You should all go to therapy, or idk get yourselves checked. I will block anyone that tries to even come close to defending her and I fucking hope and pray no one fucking does.
7) Gabby ( @strnilolover ) tried her best to tell her to at least put trigger warnings or make it a 'spoiler' so you wouldn't see it unless you pressed on the pic, but did she listen? Yeah, I think we all know the answer. The server felt so much more like fucking lively and breathable after Bri left and i don't fucking feel bad for being 'mean' because wtf...
Thank you so so so much Gabs for making the server, it was just a fucking misfortune that a person like that entered the server. We love and appreciate you and we love the server<3
That was all...
I'm not the best with words or explaining shit but I hope you understand it. This was the best i could explain.
I hope you fucking know how much damage you've done Bri.
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