#matthew musto imagine

[cockpunchlore]

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ps.  loosely based off the lyrics to my ♥ ex's best friend ♥ a little out of context [ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ]

Synopsis:

The silence was deafening inside Matthew’s car as it sped through the neon blaze of the New York starscape.

He had agreed to drive Colson back from the studio. Well, he had offered, because Colson’s license was suspended, and he knew that. aside from that, what else was there to do at 2 am. He hadn’t slept in days and he doubted that tonight it would go any differently but he knew that just about anything would’ve been better than having to go back home.

Matthew’s eyes stayed fixed on the steady streams of red and yellow traffic. Though as he drove he became acutely aware of Colson’s presence in the passenger side of his black range rover, ears tuned in at the slightest sounds from the man next to him. The low rustlings of leather on fabric as Colson readjusted in his seat, the clink of metal when he ran ringed fingers through his hair, and the faintest sigh he made whenever he exhaled his clouds of smoke.

He wondered if Colson knew that he did that. if he also felt the shift in the air as it grew hot with rising tension.

Most of all he wondered whether he was aware of the effect he still had on the younger man but just never spoke of it.

As he flicked out the last of his cigarette Colson’s eyes stayed glued to the side window. More particularly the reflection it showed of the boy that sat across him. The night distorting Matthew into a thousand pieces and then back together again as the lights changed all shades of neon.

He looked so tempting with those dented eyes. They never left their gaze from the windshield but he wondered what he was really thinking about.

If he was thinking about him.

Did he still mean the words he said two summers ago. Did he still want nothing to do with Colson. Did their past still revolve around him the same way it haunted him. he wondered if he had become invisible to Matthews's eyes.

If too much time had passed.

Sure, they had hung out a few odd instances within those times but never alone. Even tonight, in the studio, there was always someone else around. 

one thing is for certain, that going home was the last thing on his mind.

He wanted to say sorry. To apologise for the way he let things end and explain to him the real reason everything felt so complicated back then. To tell him he still felt the same way he did back then and wanted nothing more than to reach over the stirring wheel and taste him right there.

These words were much harder to say out loud than to Matthew’s reflection, mouthed unheard.

They had got off the highway when Matthew briefly broke the silence. He had mumbled something about needing to put on google maps after fiddling for his phone before finally letting his eyes drift down from the road.

They were minutes away from Colson’s hotel and Matthew had its address memorised.

But he typed it in.

The quiet was excruciating but he would still rather that than nothing at all.

He wished he could play pretend just a little while longer, pretend the damage hadn’t already been done and we didn’t go our separate ways. He wished he had said nothing at all back then. Which was what surprised even himself once he uttered his next words.

“is it wrong if I come up with you?”

They cut right through the quiet, interrupting Colson’s unheard apologies.

He hadn’t noticed till now that the car had come to a stop and stood parked across the road from the hotel he was staying at. The sound of tires against the road was replaced with the soft hum of the breeze hitting leaves that bought in the cold night air through his window, still left open.

Matthew let his eyes meet Colson’s.

“yes” he had said “please come”

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[storiesforallfandoms]

tour bus shenanigans ~ blackbear

word count: 1313

request?: yes!

“PLEASE DO A BLACKBEAR SMUT OMG I HAVENT SEEN ANY GOOD BB SMUTs and I NEED ONE DNFJNENDNDF”

description: they decide to take advantage of the fact that they have the tour bus to themselves

pairing: blackbear x female!reader

warnings: swearing, smut

masterlist (one, two)

You were awoken by the sound of the tour bus door opening and closing so hard that it shook the bus. You winced at the cramped feeling in your neck as you sat up, realizing you had fallen asleep on the couch in the backroom.

“Hello?” you called, stretching out your limbs.

“Hey baby,” came Matthew’s voice. “Were you asleep?”

“Yeah,” you responded. “I didn’t mean to be, though. I was trying to stay up to wait for you.”

He appeared in the doorway then, leaning against it as he smiled down at you. You smiled sheepishly back at him.

“I don’t blame you for falling asleep,” he said. “I was gone pretty late. I’m sorry, I meant to be back before this.”

You waved away his apology. “Don’t be sorry, it’s okay. Where are the guys?”

A mischievous grin came across his face. “They’re still out. I left first because you were waiting, but they decided they want to stay out until the bars close since we don’t have to get up early for soundcheck tomorrow.”

“And you’re smiling at me like that because?” You asked, although you already knew the answer.”

Matthew bent down and took your face in his. He kissed your deeply and passionately. You melted into him immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down on top of you. He ran his hands under your shirt, tracing your soft skin with his fingertips. You shivered against him, longing to feel him touch you everywhere.

You started pulling at his shirt, trying to pull it over his head. He chuckled against your lips. “Eager?”

“We haven’t had a moment to ourselves in so long, especially in the tour bus. I’d love to mark this spot, even just once, before we have to give it up when the tour ends.”

Matthew smiled at your words and pulled away to take his shirt off. “You want to do it right here?”

“Right here,” you confirmed.

“What if the guys come back?”

“There’s a door we can close.”

He leaned down again to cup your chin. “You naughty girl. I like that.”

You smiled back at him and attached your lips to his again. You pulled him back down so his entire body was pressing down on yours. You could feel his hard member poking through his jeans already. Feeling how hard he was already made you even more wet.

He reached down between the two of you and undid his jeans, pulling them painfully slowly down his legs. You were wearing a pair of pajama pants and a thong, both of which Matthew took a hold of and yanked off of you in one quick pull.

The couch was definitely too small for you both to lay together to have sex, so you smirked to yourself as you pushed Matthew back so he was sat up. You took hold of his shoulders and pushed him so he was sat with his back against the back rest, swinging your legs over his lap to straddle him.

“That’s hot,” he teased as his hands rested on your ass.

You took his hard member in your hand and pumped him a few times, watching his head lull back in pleasure. He thrusted his hips ever so slightly in your hand, trying to get more friction between the two of you. You giggled at his desperation, but you couldn’t help but also feel so turned on. You were longing to feel him inside of you, and you had all the power to make that happen.

“Wait, the condoms,” he said.

“I don’t mind doing it without them tonight if you’d like,” you told him.

His face turned slightly pink as he pulled you down to kiss you again. Taking this as a yes, you pulled away from Matthew long enough to spit on your hand and rub it up and down his length before lining him up with your entrance. You sank down onto him slowly, taking every inch of him at a painfully slow pace.

A low groan came from him as his grip on you tightened. You felt your eyes roll back into your head already. It had been so long since the two of you had been intimate, the desire inside of you had been building for so long. You felt like you were about to bust already.

You started by grinding your hips against him for some time, building the friction between the two of you. Matthew desperately pulled at your hips, trying to get you to go faster or to bounce on him. Feeling a little confident, you took hold of his hands and pushed them away from you then pinned his shoulders back against the couch.

“Oh baby,” he moaned. “Someone wants to be in control tonight.”

You smirked as you leaned forward to start kissing his neck, continuing your slow pace. “You always take control, and I haven’t gotten to have you in so long. We’re taking our time with this one.”

Moans escaped his lips as you left hickies and love bites littered all over his neck. You felt his hips meet yours every now and then, the only form of control he could have over the situation.

You couldn’t help yourself and eventually you gave into temptation. You started to lift and drop yourself on him, picking up a bit of a faster rhythm as you bounced. You wrapped your arms around his neck instead of pinning his shoulders back, allowing him to take hold of your ass and guide you as well.

The pleasure that was building up inside of you was starting to become too much to bare. You just wanted to let yourself go, to feel yourself contracting around him in pure pleasure. As if sensing this, Matthew grabbed hold of the back of your neck and started kissing all over it before making his way to your lips.

“Are you close baby?” he asked. You were only able to nod in response. “Let me feel you come around me then baby.”

His dirty words alone were enough to drive you over the edge. You bounced on him quicker until you felt yourself hitting your climax. You threw your head back and let out a scream of pleasure as you lost yourself completely to your lust.

Matthew’s fingertips dug into your hips as he began to quickly and roughly thrust into you until he hit his own climax.

You both sat tangled together for some time, coming down from your highs. Matthew rested his head against your chest, taking a few opportunities to kiss your neck and cheek lightly.

Eventually he detached you from him and helped you to your feet. He guided you to the bathroom and the two of you washed yourselves off. You decided to pull on a pair of his boxers as your pajama shorts instead of replacing them with your actual pants. When you were finished cleaning up, you both climbed into his bunk and pulled the curtain.

Perfect timing, too, as the moment the curtain was pulled his bandmates walked into the tour bus, laughing loudly and drunkenly.

“Guys! Shut the fuck up!” one of them snapped. “Matt and (Y/N) are asleep.”

“Ah shit,” one said, now attempting to whisper. “I hope we don’t wake him.”

“Just shut the fuck up and go to bed,” a third declared.

You and Matthew stifled your giggles as the group drunkenly got ready and got into their respective bunks. It didn’t take long for the drunk group of men to fall asleep, leaving you and Matthew to talk freely.

“At least they’re respective,” you whispered.

“And timely,” he responded. “The bars closed roughly an hour ago now I think.”

“We’ll have to remember this for future occasions.”

Matthew smiled and kissed your forehead. “Goodnight baby.”

“Goodnight.”

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[prettynpete]

Cuddling with Mat HCs

- Mat is a loverboy. If you're with him, even for a short time, chances are he'll fall quick. He lives for affection.

- His hugs and cuddles are surprisingly soft and protective. One hand is one your back and the other is usually on the back of your head.

- He plays with your hair a lot.

- And runs his fingers up and down your back.

- Mat loves being the big spoon and having you pressed to his chest where he can kiss your forehead. Even if you're his height or taller.

- That being said, sometimes, especially when he's feeling soft, he wants to be the small spoon, all cuddled up into your side with his arms wrapped around your waist.

- Deep conversations while embraced.

- Silly ones too.

- It’s so hard for him not to smile, and even when his mouth is serious, his eyes are always bright and focused on you.

- He will cuddle with you anytime when you're both home. It doesn't matter if you're on the bed, couch, or standing up cooking.

- He loves to walk up behind you when you're cooking or making something on the counter and just plop his head on your shoulder. This often leads to him waiting for you to finish and then pulling you to the couch or bed to watch movies and jazz.

- Sometimes he'll turn on a bad rom-com just so that he can focus of holding you.

- You often fall asleep in his arms first.

#blackbear #mat musto #matthew musto #imagine #hcs #headcanons #fluff #beartrap #🥺🥺🥺 #im a fucking mess

[triplexdoublex]

Make Daddy Proud

Parings: Matthew Musto (Blackbear) x Reader

Warnings/tags: mild daddy kink, squirting

A/N: ya’ll can thank @blxxdyvalentine19xx for this one! I’ve wanted to write this ever since he showed me that Blackbear ASMR video!

“You must be Y/N?” your tattooed blind-date said when he met you at the table your mutual friend Colson had reserved for you both.

“Yes. That must make you Matthew? You stood to shake his hand. 

“Wow, you’re even prettier than Colson described,” his freckled cheeks blushed as you both sat down. 

“Thank you— Wait! Colson described me, that’s scary,” you laughed. What’d he describe first, my tits or my ass?” you joked, breaking the ice .

“Those were second and third, actually” he chuckled.

“Oh God! Not my —“ you covered your face fearing the worst.

“No, no, no!” He reassured you with a laugh. “He just said that you were pretty, you were a great girl and he thought we’d make a good match.” He said sweetly, reaching across the table for your hand, letting your fingertips mingle, as you admired his manicured nails.

“Oh, good!” You let out a sigh of relief. “You never know with Colson. I’m assuming he told you we used to date?”

“Yeah, he mentioned it. It’s cool though, he’s dated some of my exes as well. Everyone knows everyone out here, it’s inevitable,” he stated. “ And damn, not to sound brash on a first date but he wasn’t lying about those other descriptions either.” He smirked, pulling you to your feet, and spinning you around to admire your curves. “ Oooh, girl, Look! At! You!” He exclaimed, making your cheeks feel warm as you smiled coyly before taking your seat. 

***********

You got to know each other more over dinner, asking and answering the usual first date questions. You talked about your families and upbringings, and everything in between but he had you feeling a little sexually flustered from his earlier comments about your body, so you decided to turn up the heat on the questions. 

“Tell me something dirty.” You prompted, in a flirty tone leaning in closer over the table. 

“Like?” He swallowed thickly before smirking. 

“Like, what you’re into, ya know… in the bedroom.”

“Don’t worry something tells me we’ll be compatible.” He squeezed your hand with a sly look on his face.

“Something or someone,” you teased, you can only imagine the things Colson has told him. His smile was the only answer you needed. “Not fair,” you pouted “C’mom it’s only right I know something dirty about you too.”

“Fine,” he leaned in lowering his head to whisper “I like to be called daddy.”

Suddenly the waitress appeared “Can I get you two anything else? 

“No thanks, just the check,” Matthew answered.

“Can I just say, you two make the cutest couple,” the waitress stated. “How long have you been together? You out celebrating an anniversary or something?”

“Thank you,” you smiled. “No, actually, this is our first date. I barely even know him. We just met this evening.”

“ Wow, I never would have guessed. The chemistry is off the charts,” she laughed . “I’ll be right back with the check.”

“So, I tell you I have a daddy kink but you ‘barely even know me.’” He said making air quotes. “I see how it is,” he teased. “Your turn, tell me something sexy about you.” 

“Here’s the check, have a great night,” the waitress placed it on the table. 

Mathews grabbed it immediately, “My treat.” 

“Thank you, you smiled. “I’m sure you already know enough. How about I just show you instead?” You smirked. 

“Yeah?” His eyes lit up. “You wanna go back to my place.” 

“Yeah.”

************

“Shit, just like that!”  You moaned out. You had barely made it inside the bedroom before Matthew had your clothes off ; his head buried between your thighs, devouring you like dessert . He worked you so expertly, his tongue twisting in and out of your drenched cunt, his lips frosted with your flavor. He slid two fingers inside you and began curling them rapidly, moving his tongue to flicker against your clit. “Daddy!” You cried out remembering his kink from earlier as your hips arched off the bed. 

He grunted against you in response moving his tongue and fingers faster, his free hand trying to keep your hips anchored to the bed. As your peak began to build, a sharp tingle warned you that this was not your regular everyday orgasm that was brewing; you were about to squirt. You felt yourself start to leak around his fingers and tried to clench your muscles to slow the flow, feeling self conscious about soaking the bed of a man you just met, even though this was your plan to ‘show’ him.

The smirk on Matthew’s face and the look in his eyes told you he knew what you were capable of. He paused his tongue momentarily to kiss your inner thighs and whisper a teasing  “It’s okay to make a mess” against your heated flesh. “C’mon girl, make daddy proud,” he coaxed, before delving his tongue back between your folds. And it was all that you needed to hear before you fully let go, allowing your orgasm to take over in all its messy glory as your body bucked in pleasure. He worked you through it, slowing his fingers to a gentle roll and his tongue a grazing lap until you were a melted puddle of your former self.

“You already knew I could do that, didn’t you!?” You asked when you finally caught your breath.

“Maybe,” he smiled, sucking your release from his fingers.

#blackbear #blackbear smut #blackbear x reader #blackbear fanfiction #matthew musto #matthew musto smut #matthew musto x reader #matthew musto fanfic #colson baker #machine gun kelly #mgk

[itshannahkowalskistuff-blog]

Introduction......

Hi guys... This is my first music dedicated blog post. I will be dedicating this first post to my all time favorite artist, Matthew Tyler Musto, but professional name as: Blackbear. He is an R&B/ rap-based artist who has no problem opening his heart and creating songs that bring out feelings of love and loss, drug and alcohol abuse, family troubles and relying on the wrong path to feel numb from the pain society has caused him.

A little background on my dude... Mr. Musto is the oldest of four siblings, a native of Florida, a Sagittarius (I know...yikes! #dangerous), and was introduced to music at a very young age. What I meant by introduced to music at a young age meant that he began working on local music scenes in his local town of Daytona, FL. After many successful musical scenes, he finally declared himself a solo artist. (Thank you Mattmustofanpage.tumblr.com for providing some background information)

 If I could describe his music in anyway, I would have to go with the the idea that his lyrics are so emotional to the point of making one feel so connected and related to each verse he spits out. He is truly one of the only artists I could listen to on repeat for hours and each time discover a new emotion that I never knew even existed. 

In Blackbears music, or as I would call, art, you can vividly imagine a story being told to you from the perspective of the victim. From his album, Digital Druglords, Blackbear passionately raps and sings each song with a meaning behind it. Coming from an individual that has had their heart ripped out of their chest a few times and also regretted giving time and effort to another person who did not deserve it, many of his songs and albums are relatable.

I know music for me is therapy. It is knowing that other people have gone through similar experiences as I have therefore coping with the experiences gets easier. Ha, as people say, misery loves company.

For Example: “Do Re Mi” from the album Digital Druglords

What is this song about you might ask…well, lucky for you, you’re reading a Blackbear fanatic blog and I could tell you all about it! “Do Re Mi” is an extremely angry song that gives off the impression that somebody has taken one too many physical or emotional hits from the person they love and care about. After listen to it about a couple hundred times, it is easily noted that this person regrets giving so much energy, time, money, etc. into the same individual who kept lashing out and hurting them. He says…” If I could go back to the day we met, I probably would just stayed in bed,” which emphasizes that even sleep would have been a more rewarding and intelligent decision than experiencing the life and memories they had with that certain individual.

Well guys, there is my little introduction and I hope this turns you onto Blackbear. If it does, keep following and in touch with my obsessive blog!

#myfirstmusicblog #druglord #deadroses #blackbearfan #blackbearobsessed #doremi #relatablemusic #rb #rap 

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