This Too Shall Pass

Bad Day || M.S. x reader

a/n: ofccc bby !! i luv this ideaaaa !!

warnings: SMUT!, oral (m! receiving), deepthroating, gagging

i aint your ma so i cant tell u what u can and cant read soooo….

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

i woke up after a restless night, pulling my comforter off of my body, i stood up out of bed and walked over to the mirror. i looked terrible…

i sighed and went downstairs to make breakfast for myself as matt wasn’t home this morning.

i pulled a pan and ingredients out of my cabinets and began making pancakes, pouring the batter into the pan and flipping every so often. i realized i had to go to the bathroom. i walked to the bathroom and handled my business, then heard the smoke alarm going off.

great, just great!

I threw the burnt pancakes away and went back upstairs to get ready for work. i peeled my clothes off before stepping into the shower. i reached for my favorite shampoo then saw i was out. i sighed and finished my shower quickly as i was already running late.

i got dressed and went to work. my boss was nagging on me to finish my rough drafts, but i zoned out, all i heard was “blah blah blah”

my alarm went off, signaling it was time to clock out, and i rushed home to matt waiting for me. he immediately sensed i was upset and tried to get me to talk about it. i refused but ended up just spilling about everything that happened.

“im so sorry, ma, i wish i could make things better for you. trust me, if i could take that burden off your shoulders i would.” he spoke while rubbing my back and tracing shapes on it.

“you’re to good to me baby. i dont know where i would be without you.” i smiled.

“you know… i can think of a way to repay you.” i smirked while kneeling down to his waist level.

“is this okay?” i asked. he nodded fastly. i teasingly tugged at the zipper to his jeans, unbuttoning them slowly. i palmed him through his boxers before pulling his dick out, it sprang up to his happy trail before i took it in my hand.

i kitten-licked at his tip while jerking him slowly, moving my hand up and down. i then took him fully into my mouth

his veiny hands tangled into my hair, tugging lightly. i moaned at the tingling feeling, sending vibrations up his dick. he groaned loudly, pulling even harder at my hair. with that, i took him further into my mouth, deepthroating him, but he was so big, i couldnt help but gag.

the sensation of my throat clenching around him sent him groaning and whimpering above me. “fuckkk, pretty girl, im gonna cum!” he shouted before hot ropes of cum shot onto my tongue, down my throat,

i pulled off of him with a pop. sticking my tongue out, showing him his cum on my tongue, looking up at him with doe eyes.

“so pretty, did so good for me.” he said while closing my mouth, signaling to swallow.

he pulled me up from off my knees, giving me a kiss, before taking me to the couch. he pulled me into his arms as he turned on my favorite show. “i love you matt” i spoke softly

“i love you too, baby” he responded.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: lowk dk abt this buttt… anywaysss ! i luv yalll and tysm anon for the idea ! <3

a/n pt 2 : sooo… no head..?

after seeing someone be misgendered, stu would say “She goes by they/them pronouns 😒”

i didnt care ( i slept with my mom for a week to make sure i woke up alive )

“bring back streamer matt” we all say in unison

two mins and a hairtie is all i need 🤷‍♀️

(yall i swear im a matt girl 😔)

i do not ghost purposely i just have no idea what to say ever

I can’t fix him but I could fuck him.

he so does . he prob has an account thats completely blank and reads what ppl say about him and his characters and reads the fanfics ..

Praying that Matthew Lillard doesn't know Tumblr. But at the same time I just know that he does

IM GOING INSANE CHE CAZZO

My hands are down my fucking pants

If I can recommend you do 1 low-effort thing for the love of God it is this:

Keep 5 cards in your pocket. One will say "yes", the second will say "no."

If you lose your voice, or lose speech, or want to make a dramatic embellishment at the right time, it is an elegant and efficient solution that is right there at hand.

But what if people question you from there? "Why do you have that card? Why would you do this? How long have you had that in your pocket?" For this, or whatever else they say, the third card: "I don't have a card for that."

"What the fuck," they ask. They laugh. They are bemused. You bring the energy back down with the fourth card: "I have laryngitis. I've lost speech. My throat hurts". Whatever you expect to occur.

The joke is over. Rule of threes. Now they are curious. YThey wonder about logistics. "How did you know I would say that? Is everyone so predictable?"

As a three-part bit, nobody ever sees the fifth card coming.

"I have powerful wizard magics."

Gets them every time