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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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HEYYY QUEEEEEN could you do a story where y/n is a the triplets little sister and is dating Nate and they don’t know and he wanted her to do the deed in his jersey and forgot to take it home and the triplets see it and they get mad

“what are you wearing?”

pairing: nathan doe x fem!reader

warnings: secret relationship, language, smut, p in v, unprotected(ur on the pill), aftercare, confession, lowk long

summary: nate won his hockey game, and celebrates by paying you a visit in the middle of the night. but what happens when he leaves a souvenir behind for your big brothers to find?

thank u for the request, anon! 🪷

"nate!" chris cheered, running to his best friend to engulf him in a hug. nathan had just walked through the front door of your house, making his way to the kitchen with his arms open. chris practically tackled him to the floor.

"chris! hug him, don't fuckin' attack him," nick scolded, making his own way over to embrace nate.

nate had just come over from his hockey game, one of the most tense matches yet. the scores were close, but nate led his team to victory by scoring a last-minute goal. he was the star of the night; no one could stop talking about him.

you couldn't be more proud of nate. you knew how hard he had been training for this season, and your heart was full knowing that he was getting the appreciation he deserved.

being only a year younger than the triplets, your relationship with them was very close. most of the time, all of you hung out together and shared the same friends, so nate had become one of your best friends too. what your older brothers weren't aware of, though, was the fact that you and nate had been dating for the past few months.

keeping your relationship a secret from your brothers was more convenient for the both of you. you and nate were probably their best friends aside from each other, so they were very protective over you both. nick, matt, and chris had numerous conversations with you about dating boys, constantly lecturing you about being careful with who you choose to date. you'd also overheard the conversations they had with nate, reminding him to never settle for a girl who didn't meet his expectations.

it was safe to say that both of you were way too scared to tell the triplets about your relationship, so you just snuck around them. nate would sneak into your room late at night for movie dates, lie about extra hockey practices to take you on dates, and sit across from you at group dinners so he could playfully kick you under the table.

nick hugged nate tight, patting him on his back. he pulled back, and matt emerged from the kitchen to greet nate as well.

"wow, it's like i gotta whole entourage," nate chuckled, pulling matt in for a hug.

"well, you killed it out there tonight," matt smiled into his friends shoulder, squeezing him tightly. "you deserve it, dude."

nate peered over his friends shoulder to look at you, smiling when he saw your figure leaning against the counter. he pulled back from matt, reopening his arms and appraoching you. you broke into a grin, running up to him and wrapping your arms around his torso. nate gave you a quick affectionate squeeze, pulling away to not raise suspicion.

"good job nate," you smiled up at him, stepping back and clearing your throat slightly. just being in close proximity of nate made your cheeks flush pink and your heart swell. something about nate's presence just brought the giddiness out of you, making it ten times more difficult to hide your feelings for him around your brothers.

"thanks, y/n," nate smiled back, a glint of mischief in his eye. you could practically feel the butterflies swarming in your stomach, quickly looking at the floor before you could start blushing profusely.

"here, come to the kitchen," nick said, putting a hand on nate's shoulder and leading him inside. you, matt, and chris followed closely behind.

"what's that?" nate said, noticing a plate covered by a large bowl in the middle of the counter.

"oh, mom and dad aren't here but they wanted to say congratulations, so they got you a cake." matt explained, walking behind the counter and carefully lifting the bowl.

at the mention of the absence of your parents, nate and you made eye contact, a slight tension building in between you two. you quickly tore your eyes off of him, not wanting to get worked up in front of your brothers. nate smirked at your reaction, shaking his head softly and turning back to his friends.

"looks great," nate mumbled, barely glancing at the chocolate cake marylou had made. it wasn't that he wasn't appreciative of the gesture, his mind was just way too preoccupied. you and nate hadn't had the opportunity to hang out one-on-one for a while, and it was painful to be so close without the ability to show your affection for one another.

the five of you decided to split the cake and watch a movie in the living room. chris sat in between you and nate, causing the two of you to share longing glances with each other all night. you grew more and more annoyed by the minute, wanting nothing but to melt into nate's arms and stay there for the rest of the night. nate had his own attitude, showing no interest in the movie.

"dude, you good? you've been sighing the whole time." chris nudged nate, who seemingly snapped out of a trance.

"what? oh, yeah, sorry. just tired," nate said, rubbing his eyes. you saw right through him though, knowing that there was no way he was sleepy this early in the night. "might go home soon, actually."

"oh, okay," chris nodded, reaching for the remote and exiting from the movie. you stood up, smoothing out your pants and turning to your brothers.

"yeah, i'm tired too. i'm gonna go to bed," you said, bending down to give chris a quick hug and giving the rest of them a quick wave. "goodnight guys!"

"night y/n," the four of them replied. you smiled and turned away, rushing to your room. as soon as you shut the door you pulled your phone out of your pocket, opening your texts with nate.

y/n

pls tell me ur gonna come over tn

i miss u

nate 💕

ofc baby

be there in like an hour?

y/n

perfect :)

you smiled, feeling a weight lifted off of your shoulders. you flopped onto your bed with a sigh, scrolling through tiktok while you waited. you stayed alert, listening for your brothers footsteps as they headed into their own bedrooms for the night.

you grew more and more antsy as you waited for nate, dying to embrace him. you decided to get up and change to pass the time. you put on a sports bra and some pyjama pants, knowing that it was one of nate's favorite outfits on you. you went back to the bed, shutting your ceiling light off and turning on a lamp instead.

soon enough, you heard three rapid knocks on the glass of your window, indicating that nate was there. you practically jumped up, rushing to the window and pushing your curtains back, grinning when you saw nate standing outside, still in his hockey uniform. you pushed the window open, reaching out to pull nate into your room.

"woah! someone's impatient," nate teased, hopping over the window ledge and into your room.

"shut up," you rolled your eyes, wrapping your arms around nate's neck. he places his hands on your hips, leaning down to press his lips against yours. you hummed, smiling and melting into him.

"missed ya so much," nate mumbled against your lips. you blushed at his sweetness, hugging him tighter.

"you didn't change?" you pulled back, looking nate up and down, noticing he was still in his hockey clothes. nate shrugged, peeling his jersey off of his body. you watched, mesmerized. nate took his jersey and brought it up to your head, sliding the shirt onto you. you quickly stuck your arms though the holes. the jersey completely englufed you, reaching your upper thigh. nate giggled at the sight.

"you look so cute," nate said, bringing his hand up to your cheek and pushing hair out of your face. you felt heat rush to your cheeks, and nate immediately noticed. "what? why're you blushin'?"

"i dunno, you just have that effect on me i guess," you mumbled. nate grinned, pulling you back up into a kiss. he parted his lips. slipping his tongue into your mouth. you eagerly accepted, sliding your own tongue against his. nate let his other hand trail down your ass, giving it a squeeze.

you moaned into nate's mouth, reaching your hand up to the back of his neck, tugging on his hair. nate groaned, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

"nate," you whined, feeling a warmth grow in between in between your legs. you grinded your hips forward into nate's, causing him to moan softly.

"you don't know what you're doin’ to me, baby," nate whispered, pushing your hips into his so you could feel his hard dick pressing against you. you whimpered, reaching down to the hem of of his shirt. nate pulled back, allowing you to pull the shirt up and off of him. you watched in awe, admiring his toned body. you reached out and ran your hands down his bare torso. you stopped at his pants, hooking your fingers into the band of his boxers and pulling him closer. nate slid his own hands under his jersey on your body, rubbing your waist just above your pants.

nate walked you over to the end of your bed, lightly pushing you back. you fell against the mattress with a soft giggle, causing nate to smile down at you. he reached for the waistband of your pjs, leaning down to kiss you as he slid your pants off of your legs. you shuddered at the cold air against your bare skin, pressing nate's body closer to yours to absorb his heat.

nate spread your legs apart, standing in between them. he reached down and fumbled with the tie of his sweatpants, frantically tugging them off along with his boxers. you watched as his dick sprung out and slapped against his stomach, his tip pink and oozing with precum. you squirmed, growing more desperate for nate.

nate bent down to place soft kisses on the plush skin of your thigh, gently hooking his fingers in your panties. he slowly slid your underwear down, pulling them off and discarding them somewhere around the room. you bucked your hips up in desire, but nate’s hand came down to your hip, pinning you down.

“i know, baby,” nate mumbled, standing up and climbing on top of you. nate propped himself up with his hands on either side of your head, his cock resting against your stomach. you whined desperately, wanting nothing but to feel nate inside of you.

“please, nate,” was all you had to whimper out for nate to line himself up with your entrance. nate moaned at the feeling of your wet folds, biting his lip as he slowly pushed himself inside of you. you reached up to the back of his neck, pulling him down so you could kiss him. nate sloppily moved his mouth with yours, your tongues messily moving together as nate thrusted deeper inside of you.

you winced at the feeling of nate stretching you out, not used to the size of his dick even after having sex with him countless times. nate let out a strangled groan as he sunk deeper into you, feeling your plush tight walls hug his cock so perfectly. you reached down to nate’s back, raking your fingernails up his smooth skin.

nate's tip grazed past your g-spot, causing your back to arch in pleasure. nate grunted, moving to kiss your neck. nate stilled when he bottomed out inside of you, waiting for your signal. he pulled back to look at you. you peered back up at nate, bringing your hand to his cheek and stroking his skin, gently nodding to give him the go ahead. he reconnected his lips with yours, slowly beginning to thrust into you.

you let out a sigh of pleasure as you felt nate rock into you, gaining speed with every thrust. a pressure began build in your stomach, your own hips grinding up to meet nate's. nate let out a shaky breath, tucking his head into your neck. you let your head fall back onto the mattress so that your neck was more exposed nate took his opportunity, latching his lips onto the skin just above your collarbone and sucking harshly enough to leave a mark.

"fuck, nate," you whimpered, bringing a hand to the back of his head and tugging on his hair. nate kissed the bruise on your neck, moving to rest his head on your shoulder. he brought his hands down to your hips, pushing his jersey slightly up and pinning your hips down.

you gasped as nate suddenly shifted his pace, now fucking you faster and deeper than before. you dug your nails into his back, leaving long scratch marks. you couldn't help yourself, throwing your head back and letting out a moan.

"nate! oh my g—" nate clapped a hand over your mouth to quiet you. you continued to moan into his hand, causing blood to rush to nate's cock.

"don't want your—fuck—brothers to hear, do ya?" nate breathed out. you let out a muffled whine as nate bit his lip to suppress his own noises.

"nate, fuck, please don't stop," you spoke into his hand, squirming as you felt your orgasm approach. nate's thrusting grew sloppier, soft grunts escaping from his throat. he removed his hand from your mouth, leaning down to kiss you again. he brought his hand to yours, interlocking your fingers and giving your hand a gentle reassuring squeeze.

just seconds after, you felt your orgasm wash over you. you kept your lips on nate's, allowing him to swallow your noises of pleasure. nate's hips stuttered and stilled as he came inside of you, breathing shakily against your lips. he stayed there for a few moments, cherishing the feeling of your body so close to his.

nate pulled out slowly, peppering your face with kisses. you sighed with exhaustion but still smiled sweetly up at nate. he moved off of you, turning around, grabbing his sweats and boxers from the floor and heading to the bathroom. he returned with his bottoms on and a damp washcloth in hand. nate stood in between your legs, gently cleaning you up as you caught your breath. nate placed a quick kiss on your inner thigh, before grabbing your own underwear and pants sliding them back up your legs. once he redressed you, nate climbed back over you and kissed your cheek.

"you okay, baby?" nate asked, turning onto his back and pulling you onto his chest.

"mmhm," you hummed, shutting your eyes. nate smiled down at you, kissing the top of your head.

"tired?" nate wrapped his arms around you. he ran his knuckles up and down your back soothingly.

"yeah," you mumbled, burying your face into his chest. nate absentmindedly played with the hem of the jersey your were still wearing.

"y'know, you pull this off better than me," nate chuckled. you smiled into his chest, pulling him closer.

"do you have to go?" you whined, not wanting to let him go.

"you know i do," nate mumbled. you lifted your head from his chest and frowned at him. nate shook his head and placed a quick peck to your lips. "hey, we’re all gonna go out for breakfast tomorrow, so i'll see you then!"

"i know, but i just want to be able to hang out with you like this." you pouted. nate frowned back.

"i know, baby, me too," nate sighed. the two of you laid their in each other's arms for a few minutes before nate had to get up to leave. you pouted as you watched nate put his shirt back on. once he was ready to go, he went up to you, placing a few soft, sweet kisses on your lips. "good night, y/n."

"good night, nate," you replied, a light blush dusting your cheeks still.

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“y/n, hurry up! we’re leaving soon!” nick yelled through your bedroom door, waking you from you deep sleep. you let out an annoyed groan, rubbing your eyes to adjust to the morning sunlight streaming through your window.

“did you just wake up?” now matt’s voice was at the door. you reached for your phone on the nightstand, unlocking it to see that it said 10:30 am. you had to leave any minute now.

“shit,” you rasped, moving to roll out of bed before you heard the doorknob turn. your head snapped to the door, watching as nick entered the room, followed by matt and then chris.

“y/n, get up! nate’s gonna be here to pick us up soon,” matt scolded. at the mention of nate’s name, you suddenly remembered the night before.

“dude, what are you wearing?” chris asked, noticing an unusually large blue shirt on you that he had never seen before.

“uh, nothing!” you grabbed your comforter and pulled it close to your chest, shielding nate’s jersey from your brothers’ prying eyes.

“is that a jersey?” nick chuckled, assuming that you were just embarrassed to be caught in your sleep clothes. matt however, snapped his head towards you, trying to get a glimpse of what you were wearing.

“blue and red? is that our team’s jersey?” matt asked, stepping closer towards you. you hugged the blanket tighter around yourself.

“no! i don’t know what your talking about,” you said frantically. now all three of your brothers were looking at you, seeing right through your lies.

“y/n, whose jersey is that?” chris asked, his eyebrows furrowing and his face turning into a frown.

“no one’s!” you pleaded, but your brothers didn’t believe you for a second. with that, chris walked up to the side of your bed and yanked the comforter down before scooping his arms under your body and lifting you out of bed.

“chris, put me down!” you yelped, trying to squirm away.

“number 5, isn’t that nate’s number?” nick’s words left the room silent. you froze, not knowing what to say or how to explain yourself. chris silently placed you down on the bed, looking at his brothers in shock.

fortunately, you didn’t have to deal with the awkwardness for long, as the doorbell rung and matt left to answer the door. unfortunately, the person at the door was nate, who matt dragged right back to your room.

nate stumbled in with a confused expression before his eyes landed on you in his jersey. he gulped, looking around to see matt, chris, and nick glaring at him.

“…hey gu—“

“nate, are you fucking y/n?” matt asked bluntly. nate’s eyes widened, glancing over at yours.

“what? no, of course not,” nate defended. your heart was racing. you knew that your brothers weren’t stupid. but you had promised nate that you wouldn’t let them find out, and now this was all your fault.

nate seemed to notice the anxious expression growing on your face, guilt washing over him. he remembered your words from last night, when you told him that you wanted to be able to be with him openly. he sighed, deciding to bite the bullet for both of you.

“y/n and i are dating.” all three of your brothers’ jaws dropped to the floor. you widened your eyes at the confession, making eye contact with nate. he smiled softly at you before looking back at the boys around him.

"WHAT.” matt was the first of them to speak.

“how long has this been going on?” nick interrogated, crossing his arms over his chest.

“um, a few months?” you admitted sheepishly. nick’s jaw dropped once again.

“dude, you can’t date our little sister!” chris said to nate, who scratched the back of his neck.

“well it’s a little late for that talk now,” you rolled your eyes. "can you guys just get out so i can get ready? we can talk about this later."

matt and chris opened their mouth in protest, but nick cut them off before they could say anything.

"yeah, get dressed. nate, let's talk." nick glared at his friend, making his way out of the room and dragging nate out by his arm. as he was being pulled out or your room, nate flashed you a quick grin, and you smiled softly in response. matt and chris followed them out, shutting the door behind them.

you let out a sigh. honestly, you were more relieved now than worried. finally, you and nate could be around your brothers without the burden of keeping your relationship a secret, there had been so many times you just wanted to tell your brothers about how happy you were with nate, but you couldn't. even if your brothers didn't approve of your relationship, there was nothing they could really do about it now.

you quickly brushed your teeth, washed your face, and changed into a nice outfit(composed of your own clothes). you grabbed your phone and slowly opened your bedroom door, peeking out to see nick leaning against the wall, waiting for you.

"ready?" nick asked when he saw you. you nodded. "c'mon, let's go."

you were grateful for nick's calm energy as the two of you walked side by side to the front door. you crossed the lawn to the driveway, where matt's minivan stood, engine running. through the windshield you saw matt in the drivers seat, seemingly scolding nate, who was in the passenger seat. chris was leaning forwards so he could be in between them, butting in to give his own opinions. when nate saw you walk towards the car, he smiled in relief. matt looked up as well, rolling his eyes when he saw you wave at nate.

nick opened the backseat door for you, and chris scooted down to the seat behind matt. you went to the middle seat, nick sitting on your other side and shutting the door. matt began reversing out of the driveway, the car falling into silence.

"sooo guys," you spoke, hoping to ease some of the tension. "where are we getting breakfast?"

"waffle house," chris mumbled, pulling out his phone to connect to aux.

"i love waffle house!" you and nate said in unison. matt groaned, and chris faked a gagging sound. you looked at nick, who bit his lip to keep from smiling. nate giggled, causing you to laugh back.

chris started playing music, and you grew more comfortable, knowing that your brothers weren't super mad. when you got to waffle house, the six of you chose to sit in a booth. matt, chris, and nick sat on one side, leaving you and nate to sit next to each other on the other side. a waitress came by with menus, faltering when she saw the triplets.

"are you guys triplets?" she asked.

"no?" nick feigned confusion, looking at the waitress. the rest of you looked at her with a confused look too.

"o-oh," she stammered, hastily setting your menus in front of you with embarrassment. "um, can i get you guys anything to drink?"

the waitress glanced to you first, pulling out her notepad.

"chocolate milk."

she nodded, looking to nate.

"uh, i'll have chocolate milk too, please." nate glanced at the triplets, whose eyes flicked between you and nate. the rest of them ordered their drinks and the waitress hastily left. you kicked nick from under the table.

"ow!" nick winced, leaning down to rub his shin.

"guys, c'mon, she was so embarrassed," you scolded your brothers for their prank on the waitress.

"it's funny, she'll be fine," chris shrugged, looking over his menu. you rolled your eyes, picking up your own menu and scanning over it. nate leaned over to look at your menu, not bothering to pick up his own.

"what're you gonna get?" nate whispered to you. you pointed to an option, nate nodding in approval. you set the menu down and looked up to see your brothers staring at you, once again.

"what?"

"okay, c'mon guys, they're kind of cute," nick told his brothers, who returned his words with a look of disgust.

"this is gross," chris scowled.

"y'know, for once, i agree with you chris," matt said. you shook your head, looking at nate who had a grin plastered on his face.

"you love us," nate teased his friends.

"dude, shut up," chris scoffed, leaning back into his seat.

"so is this just how it's gonna be from now on?" you asked, looking around at your brothers and boyfriend.

"yup," matt sighed. you looked at him with a smile, and he bit his cheek to resist smiling back, but you could see that deep down he approved.

nate placed a reassuring hand on your thigh, rubbing small circles with his thumb. you smiled up at him your hand sneaking under the table to grab his. nate interlocked his fingers with yours and brought your hand to his lap, keeping it there until the waitress came back with your drinks.

the five of you enjoyed your breakfast together, you and nate occasionally rolling your eyes as your brothers made snide comments about your relationship. you couldn't keep from smiling though, knowing that this was just their way of saying that they were happy for you both.

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author's note: this is me coming out as a nate girl, through and through. if nate has a million fangirls, i'm one of them. if he has one fangirl, it's me. if he has no fangirls, i'm dead. love u guys, happy spring 🌻 !

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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Idk if your right something like this but I’d find it so silly if you could! So the idea is Matts girlfriend and she’s has ADHD and she like vocal stims a lot when she’s comfortable around people,and she’s always saying the most outrageous things she hears from TikTok’s as a vocal stim ( I can’t go a second with out going “ hundred bans in my panties” because the cortisa star song that’s on my fyp but you can do any TikTok sound!) And she’s like either whispering it or yelling it when she deems it to quite around her! Or something of the sorts if you don’t do this it’s totally ok! Have a wonderful day/night! 🤍💙

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pairing: matt x fem!adhd!reader

warnings: language, adhd(obv), stimming, cheesy fluff, not proofread

summary: whenever there’s a catchy audio on tiktok, it somehow becomes one of your stims.

disclaimer: i am by no means romanticizing adhd. some of this is slightly based off of my own experiences with being neurodivergent, but i also did some research online, so i apologize if anything is inaccurate!

matt was incredibly understanding and supportive when it came to your adhd. when you first started dating, you were so nervous to tell him, and would mask it all the time around him. but as your relationship progressed, you realized that matt would never judge you or think of you any differently for your adhd.

so you became a lot more open about your adhd, and to be honest, matt loved it. he loved when you told him about your hyperfixations, and he adored the way you’d try to focus so hard while he spoke to you.

after a few months of dating, matt and his brothers had grown completely used to your adhd symptoms. they understood that your short attention span and fidgeting were just parts of what made you you, and they wouldn't have it any other way.

this particular day, nick had suggested that you join them as a special guest for their next car video. you were sitting in the passenger seat of the car, waiting for matt to check the camera angle. chris sat behind you in the backseat, with nick to his side.

you watched as matt stood in front of the minivan, bending slightly over the hood to get a good look at the viewfinder of the camera. he gestured to the left, and you reached out to the dashboard to adjust the camera's position. matt gave you a thumbs up and made his way back to the driver's seat.

"okay, looks good," matt said as he got in the car. he smiled at you warmly, wanting to provide you with a sense of comfort. this was the first video of theirs that you would ever be in, so it was safe to say that you were a bit nervous.

"alright. hey guys, happy friday," nick addressed the camera, leaning forward so he was farther in frame. "today we have a special guest."

you smiled and waved at the camera, glancing at matt who just grinned.

"this is matt's girlfriend, y/n," nick explained. chris let out a cheer, causing you all to laugh. "we're gonna do a q&a with y/n using questions that you guys sent us on instagram."

nick pulled out his phone and began to scroll through the thousands of answers to the triplets' instagram story, searching for a good starter. you looked back at him expectantly before something shiny next to chris caught your attention.

"what's that?" you asked chris, pointing to the can that was in the cupholder next to him. chris pulled it out, scanning the label.

"uhh, it's peach redbull," chris shrugged.

"oh my god, can i please have it?" you asked excitedly. matt chuckled as chris handed you the can, which you immediately grabbed and cracked open. you took a sip and let out a sigh, smiling and setting the can down in the cupholders between you and matt.

"okay first question," nick said, sticking his hand out to grab everyone's attention. "what's it like dating a triplet?"

"um..." you looked out the window, thinking about how you wanted to answer. "i mean, it's like dating any other person, just with triplet brothers? yeah, i guess you could say it's different, because i hang out with you guys all time, but that doesn't mean that me and matt don't like, have our own little moments. but being a triplet doesn't really change anything much. this way i get a boyfriend plus two built-in best friends, which is cool. but me and matt have a pretty normal, average relationship."

you blushed with self-consciousness as you realized you were rambling, quickly shutting your mouth and ending your rant with a quick nod. matt found your word vomit adorable, however, bringing his hand close to your knee, lightly brushing it with his knuckles out of view from the camera. you smiled softly at the reassurance.

nick scrolled through and asked a few more questions, occasionally interrupted by a random tangent that chris went on or something that caught matt's eye through the widow. the video ended up growing longer as the four of you jumped from topic to topic. it was as if you just couldn't stop talking, all of you interrupting each other excitedly and laughing loud enough for the entire parking lot to hear. you grew much more comfortable, slightly forgetting that you were even on camera.

while nick returned to his phone to look for more questions, you, matt and chris were silently communicating. the three of you passed looks to each other, holding back fits of laughter.

"okay, someone asked what you like to—"

"head so good she on honor roll," you blurted out loudly, interrupting nick. the car went silent as you clapped your hand over your mouth, glancing over the camera.

chris erupted into giggles, causing matt to join him. nick started chuckling too.

"sorry! that song is literally all over my for you page right now," you apologized, laughing slightly out of embarrassment. that song had been all you were hearing for the past week, so naturally it worked its way into becoming one of your vocal stims.

"you're fine, y/n. let's move on," nick rolled his eyes at his brothers, who were smacking each other out of laughter.

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author's note: been a busy week, will post way more on the weekend i promise. also, would it be more fun if i posted one fic every monday, wednesday, and friday? lmk! love u guys 🤍

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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i’m in love with nathan doe x

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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i'm neither a chris or matt girl. it's hard to choose when they're both looking like this.

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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Can you write where Nick is friends with a girl who has a similar personality as him?

bff!nick x reader headcanons!!

some platonic nick x fem!reader headcanons 😋

you guys probably met through instagram tbh 💀. he saw people talking about you so he stalked your page, and dmed you leaving a sweet message about how cool he thought you were.

you guys would instantly hit it off. as soon as you started talking to each other, it was hard to stop.

nick immediately knew that he HAD to get you in some car videos.

you hung out with nick a lot at the triplets’ house, so you became close friends with matt and chris too.

all of the car videos you were in would end up being the most energetic, chaotic, loudest videos ever. they were just full of nonstop banter and sassiness from you and nick.

because of this, you grew very popular with the fans, and they wanted to see you in videos all the time.

soon enough you moved to be closer to the triplets and became a frequent member of their videos.

you ended up spending pretty much all of your time with them, even going back and forth between boston and la with them.

your friendship became more of a family-like relationship, like the triplets were your own brothers. and their family also treated you like their own.

you ended up being permanently a part of each others lives, being together for almost every moment forward until you grew old.

…

author’s note: short but sweet? i’m exhausted, and ramadan starts tmrw… also saw drake tonight 🌚

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo imagine #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo x reader

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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Hey, how are you?

Would you like to ask Chris for something, something where the reader is stealing his clothes? sweatshirts, shirts and etc... and maybe people even make tiktok about it? Maybe they notice an old video of Chris, where he is wearing one of his sweatshirts, and in the new video you are wearing his sweatshirt that appeared in the old video? sometimes even matching clothes?

thanks!!

secret’s out

pairing: chris x fem!reader

warnings: secret relationship, language, time jumps, kissing, cuddling, not proofread

summary: you and chris were in a secret relationship, but your clothes might have given you away.

thank u for the request, anon! 🫶🏽

"okay, can you hurry up? we got everything set up and i just want to get this over with," nick was on facetime, only the top half of his face showing. you had your phone propped up on your desk as you rushed around your room, gathering your things.

"chill, im about to leave," you rolled your eyes, walking over to your phone and picking it up. nick adjusted his angle so his full face was showing, giving you an unamused look. you stuck your tongue out at him. "okay. i'm gonna hang up now, be there in a—"

"wait!" a voice called from the background of the call. you watched as nick looked up from his phone to someone in front of him. "is that y/n?"

"yeah?" nick replied with a suspicious tone. suddenly, a face appeared at the top of the screen, upside down and peering at the phone.

"hi y/n!" chris grinned. you couldn't keep your lips from turning up into a smile.

"hi chris," a light blush dusted over your cheeks at the sight of him. nick's eyebrows furrowed as chris's grin only grew wider.

unbeknownst to nick and matt, you and chris had been dating each other for the past few months. you had been best friends with the triplets for years, but you've always known that your relationship with chris was more than friendly. when chris had finally admitted the feelings he had for you, the two of you agreed to keep your romance a secret. matt and nick were very protective over the both of you, and if either of you told them that you were seeing someone, they would go ballistic. plus, given the size of the triplets' audience, being in a public relationship with chris could end up incredibly messy. chris and you were content with keeping everything a secret though, enjoying the lack of judgement from others. and sneaking around was fun too, of course.

"you guys are weird," nick said, tilting the phone back down so that only he was in frame. "see you, y/n."

nick hung up and you tossed your phone into your bag, slinging it over your shoulder and headed out to your car.

...

"NOOO!" chris yelled out, putting his face in his hands. the four of you were making a disgusting food roulette as a last minute effort for the video that was supposed to come out tonight. the randomizer nick was using had chosen chris to drink coconut water, arguably one of the worst drinks on the planet. you, matt, and nick burst into a fit of laughter, knowing that this would get a big reaction out of chris.

"c'mon chris, drink up!" matt teased his brother. chris reached for the box, bringing it up to his face. he used his other hand to plug his nose, bringing the drink up to his lip and quickly taking a big gulp. he immediately let out a loud gag, only causing you and nick to laugh harder.

chris made a face at the taste lingering in his mouth. he groaned, rushing over to the kitchen sink to rinse out his mouth with the open container of coconut water still in hand. however, on his way to the sink his body slammed into yours at full speed, sending you tumbling to the floor as coconut water shot upwards. before you knew it, the coconut water had come splashing down on top of you, all over your shirt.

"CHRIS!" you yelled through giggles. nick had doubled over in laughter, and matt clapped his hands over his mouth.

"oh my god! i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry!" chris apologized frantically, immediately leaning down to your level to help you up. "are you okay?"

"yeah, just fucking drenched in coconut water!" you whined playfully. "ew! i can taste it!"

the four of you stayed laughing uncontrollably for a few moments, before you headed over the bathroom to clean up.

"i brought an extra shirt, i'll just change really quick," you told the triplets, shutting the bathroom door behind you. you pulled a black and white t-shirt out of your bag, swapping it with the wet white tee you were wearing. you adjusted it as you slipped it on, looking at yourself in the mirror. you noticed the pattern, images of betty boop scattered across the shirt, the top reading 'hollyboop'. you couldn't really remember where you had gotten the shirt from, but it was cute so you just kept it.

you made your way out of the bathroom, tossing your bag on the couch and joining the boys behind the counter. chris's eyes scanned over you, and you took notice. you glanced up at him, giving him a 'what's wrong?' look, but he just shook his head, biting back a smile.

"okay, let's continue," nick ordered, and you guys finished up the video.

...

when it was time for you to leave, you gathered your things and gave matt and nick each a hug goodbye. "goodnight guys!"

"goodnight y/n," the two of them said in unison, heading to their rooms for bed.

"i'll walk you to your car," chris said, opening the front door for you. you smiled at him, checking to make sure matt and nick couldn't see you before placing a quick kiss on his cheek. you stepped outside, chris shutting the door behind you. you made your way to the driveway, where your car was parked. you opened the backseat and threw your stuff inside, shutting the door and standing outside of the driver's seat. chris stood in front of you as he paced his hands on yor waist, pulling you into him. you wrapped your arms around his neck, smiling into his shoulder.

"do you have to go?" chris whined. you chuckled, pulling bak to look at his face.

"what am i supposed to do, spend the night here when your brothers are home?"

"can't i just go to your place for the night? i wanna spend more time with you," chris mumbled, leaning down to kiss you softly. your heart fluttered in your chest, and as much as you knew this was a bad idea, you just couldn't resist.

"fine, get in," you rolled your eyes, watching as a goofy grin took over chris's face. he quickly pecked your lips again before heading over to the passenger seat, eager to go to your place.

...

the next morning, you woke up to chris's phone violently buzzing on your nightstand. chris was fast asleep, his shirtless torso sprawled on top of you.

"babe," you groaned, pushing him off of you. chris whined in response, slinging an arm over your body. "pick up the phone."

"no," chris rasped out, pulling you close to him. "let it go to voicemail."

you sighed, too tired to argue. soon enough the buzzing ended and you shut your eyes, ready to fall asleep again.

then the phone started ringing again.

"what the fuck," chris mumbled, reaching over you to pick up his phone, staring at the caller id. his eyes widened at the screen and he sat up, pulling away from you.

"what?" you asked chris, slightly annoyed that your sleep was being disturbed.

"it's matt," chris explained, clearing his throat and bringing his phone to his ear. now it was your turn for your eyes to widen. you leaned up to chris in an attempt to hear whatever matt was saying. "hello?"

"chris, where the hell are you?" matt asked, his voiced laced with worry.

"uh, i, um," chris stuttered, unable to form an excuse. you slapped your hand against your forehead.

"are you at y/n's?" matt asked. you fully sat up at the question. how in the world did matt know?

chris looked at you, not knowing what to say. you let out a sigh, taking his phone from his hands. you put the phone on speaker.

"uh, yeah. it's y/n. chris is here." you bit your lip. chris placed a hand on your leg, rubbing his thumb up and down your skin. a moment of silence passed.

"so it's true?" matt asked ominously. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"what's true?" you asked in response, confused as to what matt was referring to.

"have you guys checked twitter at all since last night?" matt asked carefully. you looked at chris with worry, handing him his phone and grabbing your own from your nightstand. you opened twitter, only to see that your inbox was overflowing. you clicked on a notification as it popped up at the top of your screen, leading you to a tweet.

'THERE'S NO WAY' the tweet read, two pictures attached. one of photos was a screenshot from an old car video of chris, in the same betty boop t-shirt that you were currently in. the second photo was a screenshot from last night's video, after you had changed into the shirt.

"fuck," you whispered, scrolling through your feed to find hundreds more tweets noting the shirt, as well as other times that you and chris had shared any item of clothing.

'is this why y/n's fresh love is always oversized?'

'OMG I KNEW IT'

'i remember chris had y/n's hairtie on his wrist in one of the car videos'

'if u go to 14:17 u can see chris put his hand on y/n's back'

'every time chris and y/n have shared clothes, a thread'

you turned your phone to show chris, who ran a hand through his hair. "shit."

on the other end of the line, matt had rushed to nick's room. "nick! chris and y/n are together."

"see! i told you," nick yelled. chris furrowed his eyebrows.

"what do you mean 'i told you'?" you asked.

"you guys are so obvious," nick scoffed. "i always knew you had a thing for each other."

you groaned, bringing a hand up to rub your temples. chris wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in so that you rested against his chest.

"how long has this been going on?" matt asked.

"we've been dating for nine months," chris mumbled, still sleepy.

"NINE MONTHS?!?!" matt exclaimed. you sighed.

"yeah, nine months. listen, i'll bring chris back in a bit. we're going back to sleep." chris smiled down at you, placing a kiss to the top of your head.

"wait—" chris cut matt off by hanging up the phone, turning on do not disturb and placing it back on the nightstand.

"i'm sorry, i didn't know that was your shirt," you mumbled into chris's chest. chris brought a hand under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him.

"you have nothing to be sorry about," chris whispered, leaning down to kiss you. you smiled softly, bring your hand up to the back of his neck. chris pulled back, lying down and pulling you down with him. he tucked some of your messy hair behind your ear, kissing your forehead. "we can worry about all of this later. for now, let's just go back to sleep, okay baby?"

"okay," you mumbled, rubbing your eyes and laying your head on chris's shoulder. chris ran a hand up down your back, lulling you to sleep.

"i love you," you spoke into chris's shoulder as sleep took over your body.

"i love you too, so much." chris let his head fall against yours, relaxing and letting himself fall back asleep next to you.

...

author's note: i hope this was what u wanted 😭. im a little swamped rn, but i promise i see all of ur guys's requests and they will be coming soon!! also im seeing drake 🤭

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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Could you do a story based off your hockey head shots with Chris and he loses a game and gets extra mad because she wore someone else’s jersey to the game 😘

lucky charm

pairing: hockey player!chris x fem!reader

warnings: dom!chris, possessiveness, smut, oral(m receiving), face fucking, p in v, rough, not proodread

summary: chris spots his girlfriend in the crowd at his hockey game, but in another guy’s jersey

thank u for the request anon!! 🌚

"shit!" you shout, rummaging through your closet frantically. you were already running late for chris's hockey game, your roommate, y/r/n, waiting for you outside. you would have left by now, but you couldn't find a jersey anywhere. usually, you wear one of chris's spare jerseys to every single game to show your support, but you couldn't find one in your closet anywhere.

"y/n, come on, we have to go!" y/r/n barged into the room, getting impatient.

"i know, i'm trying!" your roommate watched you as you rifled through piles of clothes.

"what are you looking for?" she asked, wanting to help so that you could leave sooner.

"chris's jersey, i can't find it anywhere!" you groaned, running your fingers through your hair.

"you probably left it at his place," y/r/n said, grabbing your arm. "but i think i have a random one in my car that you can wear. now, c'mon, let's go!"

you sighed but followed your roommate out the door, leaving your guys's apartment and getting in her car. surely enough, there was a jersey in chris's team's colors lying in the backseat. you reached over and grabbed it, examining it.

"whose jersey is this?" you asked your roommate. there was a number on it, but no last name on the back.

"no fuckin' clue," she shrugged, focusing on the road in an attempt to get to the arena as quickly as possible. you shook your head and slipped the jersey on over your outfit.

when you finally got there, the two of you rushed inside to find a good seat. thankfully, two seats were available just a few rows above the ice, allowing for a good perfect view of the game.

as soon as you sat down, the commentators began to introduce the team as they skate onto the ice. you stand up and cheer when chris came out, waving to him. he immediately looked for you, and when his eyes landed on yours, he broke out into a smile.

but then, chris caught a glimpse of what you were wearing. his smile faltered as he read the number on your jersey, not matching the one on his own. he quickly looked away before you could notice. clenching his jaw.

chris was used to outperforming the other players in eery single game he played, but tonight he just could not focus. he fumbled passes and missed simple shots. you noticed the decline in his performance, growing worried about chris. when they called halftime, chris's coach told him to snap out of it. you tried to catch chris's eye, but he refused to look at you for the rest of the game.

chris's team ended up losing, making you feel worse. you and y/r/n got up from the stands, walking out of the rink towards the parking lot.

"you going to chris's?" y/r/n asked, and you nodded. "alright, see you tomorrow."

you waved to her and headed towards chris's car a few rows down. you stood by the passenger side of the car, waiting for chris to finish up in the locker room. a few minutes later, you saw chris walking towards you with his stick in hand and his duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"chris!" you called out, standing on your tiptoes and waving. chris looked up at you, scoffing when he saw that you were still wearing the jersey. he didn't respond, simply unlocking the car and opening the truck to store his gear.

you noticed his sour mood and decided not to push it, knowing he had a rough game. you silently got in the passenger seat of the car, fumbling with your fingers as you waited for chris to get in the car.

you snapped your head towards the driver's side when you heard chris's door open. he slipped into the driver's seat with a deep sigh, staying silent as he started the car and put on his seatbelt. you started to feel uncomfortable with the silence, so you looked away and faced the window.

you spent the next few moments in silence, occasionally glancing over at chris who refused to take his eyes of the road. his hair was still sticking to his forehead slightly with sweat, his jaw was clenched and prominent, and his armed flexed as he turned the wheel. you always loved the way chris looked after a game, whether he was in a good mood.

when you turned your head back to the window again, chris finally broke the silence.

"who's jersey are you wearing?" chris asked, not taking his eyes off of the road. you looked at him with a puzzled espression.

"i don't know, it's just a random jersey," you replied, biting the inside of your cheek.

"that number—" chris took one hand off of the wheel to point to the number on your chest. "—is not mine. who's fucking number is that."

"chris, i don't know," you rolled your eyes. "y/r/n let me borrow it."

"don't give me that fuckin' attitude," chris scoffed, simultaneously maneuvering his way through traffic. "showing up to my game in another guy's fuckin' jersey. who do you think you are?"

chris's grip tightened on the steering wheel. you shook your head your head in disbelief at chris's jealousy. surely he wasn't getting this worked up over a jersey, right?

"just wait until we get home." chris's words sent chills down your spine. suddenly, all of the tension you felt towards chris turned sexual. you adjusted in your seat, squeezing your thighs tightly together.

once chris parked outside his condo complex, you practically leapt out of the car. you immediately headed towards the door, using your own keys to unlock the door, stepping inside and holding it open for chris who stumbled in with his gear. you slipped out your shoes off as chris dropped his bags on the floor without a word. he kicked off his own shoes and looked at you.

chris approached you, hooking his fingers in the neckline of the jersey.

"chris what are you— CHRIS!" you yelled as chris ripped the jersey straight down the middle. "what the fuck?"

"you don't fucking need this," chris tugged the ripped jersey off of you, tossing it aside. he turned back to you and gripped your jaw harshly, tilting your head up to look at him. you gasped at the action, your mouth lightly hanging open. "the only jersey you should be wearing is mine, got that?"

you nodded, a warmth beginning to grow in between your thighs. you couldn't lie, whenever chris was angry, you found him incredibly hot. the way his blue eyes got darker when looked at you made butterflies swarm in your stomach. honestly, whenever you guys fought you usually forgot about the issue as soon as you looked at chris.

chris leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, quickly deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth. you let chris take full control, melting into him. your hands reached up to tangle in his hair, tugging st it slightly, eliciting a groan from chris,

chris sloppily worked his mouth from your lips to your jaw to your neck, sucking and biting harshly at the skin just above your collarbone. you whimper and tilt your head back, allowing chris to have more access to your neck.

you felt chris's hard-on press against your body, , causing your hips to instinctively roll into his. chris hand came down and place a quick, harsh slap on your ass. you yelped at the contact, chris's hand kneading your ass as he continued to leave marks on your neck.

once he was satisfied with the hickeys littering your neck, chris pulled away and let his hands roam your body.

"get on your knees," he commanded, removing his hands from your body to grab the hem of his shirt, swiftly pulling it over his head and off of his body. you sunk down in front of him, felling one of his hands go to the back of your head, gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail. you hooked your fingers into the waistband of chris's sweatpants and boxers, pulling them both down to the floor and letting chris step out of them.

chris's cock sprung out of his boxers, slapping against his stomach. his veins were prominent along his shaft, and his tip was pink and glistening with precum. you wrapped your hand around his base, angling it down so you could kiss his tip, before opening your mouth to swirl your tongue around it.

"fuck," chris hoarsed out, tightening his grip on your hair. you pushed past his tip, taking more of his length into your mouth. you used your hand to stroke the rest of him that wouldn't fit in your mouth. you bobbed your head back and forth on his cock, occasionally moaning around him.

chris's other hand went to the back of your head, creating a tighter grip on your hair. you looked up at him with his cock still in your mouth, making eye contact while sucking him off.

"look so fuckin' good like this, with my cock stuffed in your mouth," chris grunted, stilling your head. he slowly pushed his hips into your mouth, moaning as you relaxed your throat and made room for him in your mouth. chris finally pushed his whole length into your mouth, curving down your throat. you gagged around him, only making him harder.

chris slowly began thrusting in and out of your mouth, hitting the back of your throat each time. tears pricked in your eyes and rolled down your cheeks as you choked and gagged around him, whimpering as he quickened his pace. he tilted your head up to look at him, moaning at the sight of you taking him.

“f-fuck, gonna take my cum like a good girl?” chris asked, barely able to talk through his own pleasure. his thrust grew sloppier and more desperate.

you hummed in response, chris letting out a loud moan. as chris’s hips staggered, you swallowed around him, drawing him to his climax, chris whined as your throat tightened around him, sucking him dry. he held your head there, buried on his cock as he caught his breath.

when he pulled out, he pulled you up into a kiss, his eyebrows scrunching in passion. his hands roamed from your arms to your waist to your hips, stopping to grip the back of your thighs.

“jump,” chris mumbled against your lips. you wrapped your arms around chris’s neck, hopping up. chris swiftly wrapped your legs around his waist, now carrying you in his arms. he made his way over to his room, keeping a tight grip on your thighs.

he walked you over to his bedroom. kicking the door shut behind him. one he reached the door of his bed, he tossed you onto the mattress and climbed over you, connecting your lips once again. he tugged harshly on the hem of your shirt.

“off, off,” he muttered in desperation, pulling back and yanking your shirt up. you lifted your arms, allowing him to peel the clothes off of your body. his hand fumbled hastily with the clasp of your bra, pulling it off in one swift move. he leaned down to kiss the valley in between your breasts as he snuck his fingers under your waistband, sliding your pants and panties off of your legs. he stood up, taking a moment to admire the sight in front of him.

“always so wet for me,” a light smirk tugged at chris’s lips. he reached his hand in between your legs, running his middle finger through your folds. you gasped and arched your back, causing chris’s smirk to widen.

“chris,” you whined needily. chris pulled his hand away from your cunt to inflict a sharp slap on your ass. you only let out another whimper.

“fuckin’ wait,” chris demanded. he moved in between your legs, holding the base of his cock in one hand. he lined himself up with you, glancing at your face. you lifted your hips off the bed, but chris immediately placed a hand on your stomach and pushed you down. “so needy."

chris readjusted so his body was looming over yours. he slowly began to push himself inside of you. you squeezed your eyes shut and gripped the sheets tightly as you felt chris stretching you out. chris took notice, his hand moving to caress your cheek. he groaned as he sunk into you, loving how warm and tight you felt around him.

"like you were made for me," chris breathed out as he bttomed out. you bit your lip, feeling his tip press against your cervix. chris started rolling his hips, lightly thrusting into you. you panted as you felt the pain from chris's size dissipate into pleasure.

you let out a soft moan, causing chris to groan in response. you reached your hands up to run along the skin of his back, pressing his body closer to yours. chris let his head hang down, his forehead resting on yours. chris's thrusts becams harder and faster, brushing against your g-spot every time.

"chris—fuck—don't stop," your nails scratched against chris's back, your body arching up to his. chris let out a strangled moan, fucking into you relentlessly. your moans only grew louder and more desperate. "oh, god, chris!"

chris looked at your face. your eyebrows were furrowed, you mouth hung open, and your hairline glistened with sweat. blood rushed to his dick at the sight, and his thrusts grew sloppier. you felt your own orgasm closely approaching.

"gonna cum with me baby?" chris grunted, now pounding into you at a pace that had you seeing stars.

"chris, chris, chris!" you chanted as he fuckied you, your cleching around him. your orgasm hit you like a truck, your head slamming back into a mattress as a long, loud moan escaped your throat. chris stilled inside of you, his dick twitching as he came.

you sighed as you felt yourself returning to reality, chris slowly pulling himself out of you. he watched your face, reaching a hand up to push away the hair that was sticking your forehead.

"so pretty," you flushed at the compliment, surprised at chris's sudden sweetness.

"thought you were mad at me," you panted out, your lips slightly curving upwards.

"i could never be mad at you," chris smiled back, leaning down to place a quick, sweet peck on your lips. "just don't ever think about wearing someone else's fucking jersey again."

...

author's note: first full length smut. 😋 throughout writing this , i wached an episode of love is blind, at least 3 cody ko videos, sung two karaoke songs, and had two shots. yay me! send me more requests! 😙

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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this edit omg..

#sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nathan doe #madi filipowicz #sturniolo edit

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sturnioloskyline · 2 months

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Can’t stop thinking about Matt pulling a prank on reader that makes her cry so she runs downstairs to tell his mom 😂

tattletale

pairing: matt x fem!reader

warnings: language, anxiety, injury(fake), crying, cheesy fluffy ending, not proofread

summary: matt hurts your feelings, so you tell on him.

thank you for the request, anon!! 😋

nick adjusted the camera he had set up on matt's desk, angling it so it recorded matt's bed. chris watched him, standing on the other side of the room and making surre the camera looked decently hidden. matt sat on the bed, scrolling on his phone while waiting for his brothers.

"camera's set up," nick stood up and turned to look at his brothers, grabbing both of their attentions. "you guys ready?"

matt and chris nodded, walking towards the camera so that they could record an explanation for their plan. nick reached over and clicked the record button, stepping back and clapping his hands together.

"hi guys. okay so," nick began explaining, a small smile tugging at his lips. chris grinned at the camera, rubbing his hands together mischievously. "today we're going to be doing a couple's prank!"

matt groaned and rolled his eyes at the term, shoving nick in his side. nick only laughed at his reaction.

"so basically, we're gonna call y/n and act like matt got in an accident or something, and we're gonna call her over and matt's gonna pretend he got hurt." nick turned to matt, who shook his head.

"i can't believe i'm agreeing to this," matt murmured, crossing his arms. chris and nick looked at each other, giggling.

"this is gonna be so good!" chris yelled jokingly, bouncing on his toes.

downstairs, the triplet's parents were spending time together while waiting for them to finish their video. matt explained to them that y/n was coming and they were going to be loud, but chose to leave out the main premise of the video, knowing that marylou wouldn't approve of their plan.

"okay, chris, call her,"nick instructed. chris complied, pulled his phone out of his pocket and searching for your contact. he held out his phone so his brothers could better see the screen.

"i don't know what to say," chris looked to his brothers for advice.

"just call and start, like, yelling," nick shrugged. matt's eyes widened.

"no, c'mon, don't scare her that bad," matt said nervously.

"that's the whole point matt!" nick scoffed. matt looked to chris for backup, but he shook his head.

"yeah, i agree with nick, sorry matt," chris said, opening your contact and hovering his thumb over the call button, hesitating. "nick, can you do it? i can't."

nick rolled his eyes but took the phone from chris, hitting the call button and putting the phone on speaker. matt buried his face in his hands. dreading the conversation that was about to happen. the phone rung out a few times before clicking, causing the triplets to shuffle tighter around the phone.

"chris? hello?" your confused voice sounded through chris's phone speakers. causing a smile to spread on matt's face.

"Y/N? ARE YOU THERE? IT'S NICK," nick screamed into the phone. chris immediately turned away to keep himself from laughing out loud.

"yeah, i'm here nick, what's wrong? what's going on?" your voice was laced with worry, causing matt's eyebrows to furrow in guilt.

"IT'S MATT," nick yelled. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED, BUT HE GOT HURT, YOU NEED TO GET OVER HERE."

"WHAT?" you screamed back in shock. your heart immediately droppeed at the mention of matt's name. "WHERE IS HE?"

"IN HIS ROOM, LISTEN, I HAVE TO GO—"

"NICK, WAIT, DON'T HANG—" nick hit the red end call button on chris's screen, handing his phone back to him.

"nick, what the fuck?" matt turned to his brother. "that was insane! she's gonna think i'm fucking dying."

"no she won't, it'll be fine, relax," nick shrugged, only causing matt to become more stressed.

"oh my god, guys!" chris jaw dropped at his phone screen, causing his brothers to snap their heads towards him. "she's calling again,"

"oh my god," matt groaned, putting his face in his hands.

"don't pick up! just let her come over," nick giggled. matt sighed and walked over to his bed, laying down and throwing an arm over his eyes.

"so... what do we do now?" chris asked, moving to sit at the end of matt's bed.

"we wait," matt pulled out his phone to check your location, and sure enough, you were already on your way to the triplets house. matt's eyes widened as you moved rapidly towards his location. "holy shit, she's whipping it."

nick walked over to matt and chris, and matt flips his phone around so his brothers can see the speed at which you're driving over. "if she's going that fast she'll be here in like, five minutes."

the triplets rushed to prepare for y/n's arrival. nick set up another camera to get an angle facing matt's door, chris looked out the window to watch out for y/n's car, and matt just curled up into a ball on his bed.

"okay, she's pulling in, she's pulling in!" chris frantically closed the window blinds, going to matt's side at the bed. nick stumbled as well, rubbing his palms on his pants.

"okay, okay, let's just start yelling," nick quickly suggested. chris didn't need to be told twice, immediately screaming.

"MATT!! MATT, ARE YOU OKAY MATT?" chris wailed, neding down at matt's side. matt rolled his eyes and his brother, resulting in a smack on the leg from nick.

"matt! scream!" nick whisper-yelled. matt sighed, but complied anyways.

"AAAAAAAAAA!" matt screams louder than he's ever been before. just a second later, the triplets could hear the front door being unlocked and opened from downstairs.

“matt?” your voice echoed throughout the house. you quickly bounded up the stairs, not bothering to take off your shoes.

matt lets out another scream of pain, making your heart drop to your stomach. you sprint to his room, bursting the door open, almost breaking it off of its hinges. nick and chris snapped their heads towards you, surprised by your sudden entrance. you ignored the way the looked at you, pushing past them to rush to matt's side.

matt laid with his face buried in the pillow, his knees tucked up to his chest. just the sight of him in pain made a lump form in your throat.

"matt!" you sink down beside the bed, placing your hand on matt's back. "baby what's wrong? what's happened?"

"hurts so bad.." matt's whined dramatically. your heart broke at the sound of his weak voice, tears pricking in your eyes. you looked at chris and nick, who just looked at you sadly.

"can you turn over for me?" matt shook his head into the pillow. matt had never acted like this when he was in pain, so you were starting to really think something was seriously wrong. a tear rolled down your cheek at the thought.

"oh, matt," you couldn't keep your voice from cracking with emotion. matt immediately noticed, snapping his head up from the pillow to look at you. when he saw the tears that were beginning to stream down your face, he immediately sat up and reached out to wipe them away.

"hey, don't cry," matt was riddled with guilt. you furrowed your eyebrows, confused as matt held your face in his hands.

"aw, c'mon matt!" chris groaned. you glanced over at him and looked back at matt.

"what the actual hell is going on?" you asked him.

"i'm not hurt, we were just pranking you for the vlog," matt explained, watching your face closely for a reaction. your facial expression remained blank, causing matt to worry. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you cry. it was nick and chris's idea."

nick and chris immediately began yelling to defend themselves, but you ignored them. you looked at matt, who looked to you with remorse in his eyes. you shook your head, standing up and walking towards the door.

"y/n, wait!" matt called out behind you, but you just exited the room. you weren't seriously angry at him, just a little frustrated. plus, now your head was aching from crying, so you wanted a glass of water.

you heard footsteps behind you so you turned around. you expected to see matt, but were surprised when you saw his mom instead. “marylou?”

"y/n!" she smiled, holding out her arms to greet you, but her smile faltered when she saw your watery eyes. "what's wrong honey?"

just then, matt opened his bedroom door, freezing when he saw you facing his mother. your eyes flicked to his before you turned back to marylou.

"your son—" you pointed to matt. "tricked me! he pulled the meanest ‘prank’ ever."

marylou gasped, turning to look at her son, who replied with a guilty look. "matthew!"

"he acted like he was dying! that’s not funny!" you ranted. marylou shook her head and pulled you into a hug.

you looked at matt over her shoulder, not being able to hold back your smile from him. his expression softened when he realized you weren't mad at him. shortly after, chris and nick appeared behind matt.

marylou pulled away from the hug, turning around to look at her sons. “is that what all that screaming was about? you were pulling a prank on sweet y/n?”

you giggled at marylou’s scolding. the triplets began talking over each other in defense, causing you and marylou to glance at each other, bursting into giggles.

…

as an apology, matt had brought you flowers and taco bell, and the two of you were watching one of your favorite movies. you were grateful; after all the emotional turmoil you went through earlier, all you wanted was some quiet quality time with matt.

you scooted over on the bed so that you could curl into his side once you finished your food. matt smiled down at you, throwing his tattooed arm over your shoulder. you leaned up to place a quick peck to his lips. when you pulled away, he placed his hand on your cheek and pulled you up to kiss him again. you smiled into the kiss, humming with content. the two of you broke away from each other, cuddling closer to each other and refocusing on the movie. you occasionally glanced at matt, memories from earlier flooding your brain.

“i hate seeing you hurt,” you spoke barely above a whisper. matt pulled you onto his chest, resting his head on top of yours.

“i know. i’m sorry,” he mumbled, kissing your head. you closed your eyes. “i hate seeing you cry.”

“i know,” you whispered back, wrapping your arms around him and laying on top of him. matt snaked his own arms around your waist, holding you tight.

the two of you stayed like that for the rest of the night, the movie fading into background noise as exhaustion took over your body, and before you knew it you were fast asleep on top of matt. matt stroked your hair, occasionally leaning down to kiss your head or bringing your hand to his lips, just wanting to make you feel safe. shortly after, matt gave into sleep himself, and the two of you slept soundly in each other’s arms.

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author’s note: sometimes when i work on a big batch of fics i feel like that one hamilton lyric “hamilton wrote the other 51!!!” …. keep sending requests!! 🦄

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This one’s for matheeeeewww🙃

After the Sam and Colby video reader is paranoid and makes Matt stand outside the bathroom while she uses it because she scared to do anything alone..

watch guard

pairing: matt x fem!reader

warnings: paranormal activity, paranoia, anxiety, language, kissing, extremely fluffy, not proofread

summary: while ghost-hunting with the triplets and sam & colby, you get scared and need someone to look out for you.

thank u for the request, anon! 🤗

you, matt, nick, and chris had been looking forward to this moment for a while. today, the four of you were collaborating with sam & colby in the driskill hotel, famous for being haunted by many spirits.

although you were very excited to make content with sam & colby, you couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about the ghost-hunting aspect. you always believed in ghosts and spirits, and paranormal activities just seemed risky. the last thing you ever wanted to do was piss off a ghost.

the six of you stood in the lobby of the hotel, planning out the next portion of the video. you were going to split up into groups to use different methods all around the hotel.

“okay, here's how we're gonna split up,” colby told the group, glancing around at each of us. sam stood next to him, recording the interaction on his camera. "sam and nick, y/n and matt, and me and chris."

everyone looked to each other and nodded. you silently celebrated being paired with matt. you were already nervous, and matt was the one person who could possibly ease your nerves at the moment. the two of you were sent to the fifth floor, the most haunted floor in the hotel. sam and colby gave the two of you equipment and a camera, and sent you off.

you and matt entered the elevator, waving goodbye to the rest of the group as the door slowly moved shut. matt leaned over and hit the fifth floor button, stepping back and taking a deep breath the calm his own nerves before looking at you.

you were staring at the ground, zoned out. you chewed on the skin of your thumb while bouncing lightly on the balls of your feet, both telltale signs of your anxiety. matt eyes immediately softened when he saw the way your eyebrows were furrowed in worry, his own fears dissipating so that he could focus on you.

"baby," matt stepped over to you, tucking a few loose strands of your hair out of your face. you snapped out of your trance to look at him, relaxing solely at the feeling of his fingertips brushing against your cheek. "what's wrong?"

you bit the inside of your cheek, shuffling closer to matt. matt let his arms wrap around you, resting his chin atop your head.

"matt, i'm scared," you admitted, blushing lightly out of embarrassent. matt chuckled and pulled away, kissing your forehead.

"i know, i get it," matt affirmed, grazing his fingers up and down the side of your arm. "all of this ghost shit is creepy. but i'll be by your side the whole time, baby. you have nothing to worry about."

you smiled at matt's sweetness, causing him to grin back. you stepped up on your tiptoes, closing your eyes and puckering your lips expectantly. matt's grin grew as he closed the gap in between you, sealing your lips with a sweet kiss.

suddenly, the elevator dinged, opening to the fifth floor. matt took your hand in his, interlocking your fingers for security. he led the two of you out into the hall, walking around and keeping an eye out for anything interesting.

the longer you explored the floor with matt, the more you began to feel the two drinks you had with dinner weighing on your bladder. you didn't want to inconvenience the group while you used the bathroom, so you decided that you'd better go now.

"matt?" you asked softly, lightly tugging on his hand. he stopped and turned to look at you, waiting to listen to whatever you had to say. you squirmed sheepishly under his gaze. "i need to go to the bathroom."

"oh, okay," matt kept hold of your hand while looking for any indication of a restroom nearby. however, the two of you were only surrounded by rows of hotel rooms. matt walked over to one, opening the door and holding it. "here, just go in here."

your fear immediately came rushing back. for some reason, the idea of using one of the hotel rooms was frightening. you had no idea what spirits were roaming around, and whether or not these rooms were connected to them. matt caught on to your reluctance, squeezing your hand to silently encourage you to tell him what's on your mind.

"what if the bathroom is haunted?" you shyly asked matt, chewing on your lip. matt smiled softly, not being able to help himself from finding your fear cute.

"i don't think anyone's gonna get mad at you for using the bathroom, y/n," matt reassured, chuckling. "but i'll be right there with you, if you want."

"please?" you smiled, causing matt's heart to swell. he pushed the door open for you, letting you enter the room before him. you walked over to the bathroom, turning to face matt. "okay, can you just stay by the door?"

"mhm!" matt nodded. you sighed, pushing the bathroom door closed. your heartbeat quickened at the feeling of being alone. but as if reading your mind, matt's muffled voice travelled through the door. "i'm right here, not going anywhere."

the small reassurance made blood rush to your cheeks, and the reminder of how much you loved matt made you forget about the potential spirits around you. you finished up in the bathroom, opening the door to find matt right outside the door, just like he said he would be.

you couldn't help yourself, sticking out your arms and wrapping them around matt's neck. matt's arms snaked around your waist, pulling you flush against his body. he smiled into your hair, placing a kiss to the top of your head. the two of you swayed softly in silence, enjoying each other's company, before matt slowly pulled away with a content sigh.

"should we go back to the lobby now?" you asked matt. he checked the time on his phone and nodded, taking your hand in his own and leading the two of you back.

"did we even get anything?" you giggled at matt, suddenly remembering the reason you had gone to the floor in the first place.

"just some random clips of us walking around," matt chuckled, shaking his head. "it's okay though, i had a good time."

you and matt looked at each other with love, enjoying the last few moments you had alone with each other in comfortable silence. matt kept hold of your hand, occasionally squeezing it to signal his affection.

"i love you," he whispered when you two were in the elevator.

"i love you too, matt."

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author's note: no one asked but i just want to let you know that i write by splitting my screen between tumblr and cody ko

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