I Have Absolutely Nothing Appropriate To Say

spencer reid girls are matt girls. i will not be explaining myself any further

If I had a nickel for every time a DCOM's trilogy have a 2D and 3D animated version, the main couple in the 1st movie come from different/separated worlds and the "bad" teens first went to the "good" teens school, there'll a fourth movie, when they sort of implied that the 3rd was the last, with at least a new character have red hair and is the first of the movie franchise to have a title, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird it weird that it happened twice, right?

jj who got bitchy!kook!reader to crumble…and is a smug bastard about it.

jj had been pestering you for a very, very long time. constantly teasing mocking, and poking fun at you — always having a remark locked and loaded for whatever snarky, sassy comment you gave him that day.

for a pogue, he handled your attitude well. perhaps pogues just handle it better, as you’ve never met a kook boy who hasn’t called you psycho bitch with a big mouth.

the relentless mockery and vulgar flirting from jj, along with the lingering touches and downright gropes he gave you left you in a state you knew damn well you shouldn’t be in.

you often found yourself thinking about him late at night, and in most those cases, whilst your hand was stuffed into your victoria secret panties.

it was another one of those nights, playing with your own pussy until it was left sticky and throbbing, moaning jj’s name to your empty room. you had become sick of your pathetic excuse of an orgasms by your own hands, trotting your way over to jj’s house at gone midnight.

you were at his door, clearly disgusted by the actual state of the cut — and jj’s house, but feeling your own arousal, causing your panties to stick to you, it was the very least of your concerns.

which is how you ended up right here, in playboy pogues bed, getting your cunt absolutely drilled by him, his hand flat between your shoulder blades and forcing your chest to the mattress.

“this is all you needed, huh? just needed someone to fuck all that bitchiness outta you.” he drawled from behind you, amused at your slightly dazed look.

despite your loud, pornograhic moans bouncing off the walls as jj fucked you like the world would end tomorrow — you still had something to say.

“f-fuck you, pogue. this — this doesn’t mean shit.” You spat, reaching back to scratch your neatly manicured nails against his forearm.

he gave a deep chuckle, rumbling from deep in his chest as he grabbed your hips, yanking you closer, thrusting somehow deeper, hitting that spot your fingers or stupid frat kooks couldn’t ever hit.

“the sounds you’re makin’ say different, mama.” he commented, listening to your loud, borderline yelps as he pounded into you, hands gripping your hips tight enough to leave fingerprint bruises.

“g-god, you’re so full of yourself.” you hissed, and he leant down, snaking a large arm around your neck and pulling you to his chest tightly, other hand wandering from your hip to the bulge in your lower abdomen — pressing down on it with a smirk.

“nah, i think you’re the one full of me.”

im gonna need an entire lifetime to process this.

the only man ever tbh i need him so bad plzplzplz

(not my edit creds to drztiny on tt)

HAMZAH AND MARTIN BEING THE SALLYS AT ROLE MODELS SHOW????? IM ACTUALLY SICK TO MY STOMACH 😫

The blueprint.

im rolling around on the floor thinking about this.

shut the fuck up rn. this is so boyfriend!matt coded i’m going to scream. he’d so take videos like this of his girlfriend where he looks all in love and thinks she’s the most beautiful person ever i’m sick.

I NEED someone to write about munch!hamzah ASAP😭🙏🏻 that clip of him eating that cake made me LOOSE IT

Not my gif!