#<3 I hope Matt is happy and doing something nice

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Happy Birthday Mr. Stone 🎂

#matt stone #can't believe it's been a whole nother year #want to put a bullet in my head I hate my life #<3 I hope Matt is happy and doing something nice #stress free

[matty-bear]

Heyy! I was wondering if I could request a sturniolo triplets x sister reader. She’s like 17/18 and they are doing a podcast episode with her, and they talk about childhood stories and maybe she plays football or something, or is really into art. Just an idea… love you fics btw!

A Trip Down Memory Lane

type: request ! 

pairing: sturniolo x little sister 

warnings: sfw, fluffy, lighthearted sibling banter 

summary: the triplets invite you to join one of their podcast episodes ! cue in the bickering and childhood memories 

notes: hope this is what you were wanting ^^ writing this was sm fun ! had a little trouble figuring out the childhood memories but i think i got the bickering down 🔥 happy reading ! hope you enjoy <3 

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“Good morning Campers and welcome back to the Cut The Camera Podcast!” Nick greets, a small smile toying at his lips as he looks at the camera before him. “It’s your favorite host… Not Matt, not Chris…” A few beats of silence pass by as the redhead leans closer to his mic. “Nick Stromboli.” 

Chris can be heard faintly giggling as Matt rolls his eyes. “I’m Matt.” The said male adds, holding up a small peace sign as he looks at his camera. 

“I wonder if someone will see that clip of you saying ‘Nick Stromboli’ and actually think that’s your last name,” Chris says as he leans towards his mic, his eyes shifting over at Nick who’s smiling proudly. 

The redhead’s smile falls as a thinking expression plays on his face. “No, because it’s crazy how I will instinctively say ‘Stromboli’ over and over again. Like the number of times I’ve said that instead of Sturniolo is getting a little worrisome.” 

“I’m Chris by the way!” The said male shouts with a large smile. He leans back in his chair and strums an imaginary air guitar for a moment before he returns in front of his mic. Nick adds to the boy's shenanigans by mimicking a few guitar noises before the brunette continues speaking. “Welcome to episode 35 of Cut The Camera Podcast. Today we have a very special episode for you guys  because we have a guest joining us today.” 

“She is sitting right across from me actually. Please, madmazel, introduce yourself to the viewers.” Nick dramatically brings his hand out in front of him and bows his head down. You roll your eyes at the sight and adjust the headphones on your head before looking straight into the camera across from you. 

“Hey guys! I’m y/n, it is very nice to be on here finally.” You greet, your voice soft as you gently speak into the mic. 

“How anticlimactic and boring was that.” You hear Matt mumble. You quickly whip your head around and narrow your eyes at the male who’s resting his head in his hand. 

“Says the one who said ‘I’m Matt’ and called it a day. You can’t be calling me boring when I said more words than you.” You sas, your statement earning a muffled giggle from Chris. Matt sends you a glare, the two of you locking eyes for a moment before he leans in closer to his mic. 

“Womp womp.” 

“Yeah, womp womp to you, kid. Let’s see if I beat you in talking today.” 

“OKAY!” Nick exclaims, a single hand raising as he cuts the bickering between you and Matt. “We’re not even five minutes in and you two are already fighting.” 

“Well, he started it.” You defend as you point an accusing finger towards Matt. Before the male gets the chance to retaliate, Nick cuts him off. 

“Enough! You will have the chance to argue later.” You roll your eyes and send another glare toward Matt as the older sticks his tongue out at you. “Anyways… Guys, this is our younger sister, y/n if you didn’t know.” 

“You guys don’t see her very often since she’s very camera shy and hates being on social media,” Chris adds as he reaches for the red solo cup in front of him. 

“What can I say, social media is a very toxic place.” You say with a shrug. 

“I completely agree.” You nod your head faintly when Nick points his finger at you. “Adding onto what Chris said about y/n being camera shy, we had to beg her to come on here for a week straight.” You send an innocent smile to your camera at the male’s statement and make a small heart with both your hands. 

“They almost gave up until I mentioned that we’d buy her food for a week,” Matt says, both his thumbs pointing toward Chris and Nick. 

“And Matt said he’d buy me a Fortnite skin!” You add. “I’m waiting for the item shop to refresh so I can make him buy the one I want.” 

“Okay, I knew about the food but not the skin,” Nick says, a single eyebrow raising as he looks over at Matt. 

“She made me add it,” Matt replies with a dramatic sigh. “She’s gonna run my pockets dry I kid you not.” 

“Yeah, yeah, you love me anyway.” 

“Do I?” A fake hurtful expression paints your face as you look over at Matt. 

“How rude.” You mumble with a frown. 

“Guys I'm kidding by the way. Don’t wanna stir up unnecessary drama.” Matt quickly blurts out as he points at his camera. 

“Say you love me back then.” You say, your arms crossing over your chest as you stare down at the older male. Matt takes a glance over at you before his gaze shifts over to Chris who gives him a small shrug. 

“I love you too.” Matt mumbles, earning a victorious smile from you. 

“Are you two done? Can we continue?” Nick asks, a heavy sigh escaping his lips as he leans against the booth. 

“We’re done.” You reply with a smile. 

“Okay perfect.” Nick adjusts his posture and reaches for his phone to pull up his notes app. “So, y/n, would you care to tell the viewers a few things about yourself? You know like how old you are, what you like to do, basic stuff.”

“Of course!” You exclaim, you smile not faltering as you look into your camera. “Well for starters, I am 18 years old and my birthday is a week after the triplets’. Hate being the youngest because these fuckers are always teasing me about everything. Especially when it comes to potential love interests.”

“It’s called tough love and being protective.” Chris corrects as he points a single finger at you. 

“Yeah, yeah.” You take a moment to roll your eyes before you continue. “Anyways, there are some things that I enjoy while being the youngest but I don’t think that’s very important right now. As for hobbies, I enjoy art. Especially painting. I have a shit ton of art supplies and enjoy taking time out of my day to take my canvas, paintbrush, and a few paints outside to paint the world around me. I find it very calming and it helps with my anxiety quite a bit.” 

“Sorry for cutting you off. I have to say this real quick.” Nick says as he holds one of his hands out in front of him. You faintly nod your head at the redhead, letting him know he can continue. “y/n is actually really good when it comes to painting. Like especially her landscape works. If she lets me, I’ll post a photo of one of her works on my story after this podcast episode gets uploaded.” 

“Awh, thanks, Nick.” You say, a shy smile overtaking your lips as you begin to fidget with the few rings littering your fingers. 

“I agree with Nick. For my birthday y/n painted me the most beautiful forest landscape with a cabin. I have yet to put it up yet since I’m scared I’ll fuck it up so it’s just sitting on my desk.” Matt adds, the biggest smile creeping onto his lips as he taps back to the day you gave him the said painting. 

“Kid literally cried when she gave it to him. I don’t blame him though, it really is a sick-ass painting.” Chris hops onto the small compliment train as you find yourself sinking into the seat you're in, suddenly feeling a little shy. 

“I’m working on something for  you two by the way.” You speak up, your statement gaining the attention of all the boys as they quickly look over at you. “Nick’s is done, I'm just doing some finishing touches on yours, Chris.” Excited expressions can be seen on the two boy’s faces as they smile widely. 

“Don’t play with me, I’m so fucking excited.” Chris says as he hugs himself. 

“Can you send pics to me? I wanna see.” Matt asks as he sends you a large smile. 

“Yeah, I’ll send you pictures when I get home.” You reply with a small smile of your own. 

“Are you ready to move into the next topic, y/n?” Nick asks as he takes his phone back in his hand and scrolls through his list of questions. 

“Born ready.” You reply, firmly nodding your head as you sit at the edge of your seat and lean in closer to your microphone. 

“Alright…” Silence fills the studio for a moment before Nick asks the next question. “How is it like having triplet older brothers? Like in school or just in general.” 

“Hmm.. Interesting question.” A faint hum emits from your closed lips as you gently tap your pointer finger against your chin. “As for school, being in the same school as you guys was quite the experience. If I got the same teacher as one of you and the teacher recognized my last name, they would go on a small tangent about what it was like having you in the class. When it came to girls, it was pretty freaky considering how most of them tried to befriend me just so they could get closer to the y’all. So making friends that weren’t interested in using me to know my brother was a little tough. I did find a few friends though so I promise I'm not a lonely little fuck.” 

All three boys laugh in unison the moment the last sentence escapes your mouth. You simply shrug your shoulders and send your camera a tight-lipped smile before one of your brothers speaks up. 

“She’s lying, she has like two close friends right now.” Matt says, earning a loud, dramatic gasp from you. 

“Matt, what the fuck!” You exclaim, a hurtful expression playing on your face as you look over at the older male. “In my defense, I think that it’s better to have two close friends than 10 friends who are fake.” 

“She has a point.” Chris says as he gently nods his head. 

“y/n, continue.” Nick urges as he waves his hand out in front of him. 

“As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted.” You start, your eyes narrowing as you glare at Matt. “I also found it quite weird how girls would openly confess their feelings for one of you guys to my face. Like… Why are y'all telling me this, I'm not them. I also didn’t understand what they saw in you guys.” 

“Okay, rude.” Nick mumbles as he focuses his gaze on his phone. 

“Yall are my brothers so I could never see them how I saw you.” You defend with a shrug. “Anyways, outside of school was a whole different story. People didn’t know I was y’all’s sister unless they knew of my last name or if I was hanging out with you guys. Speaking of hangouts, I found it quite endearing how people would come up to us because they recognized you guys. Like you guys always talked out how being recognized in public was a dream of y'alls and seeing it happen was very heartwarming. Apart from being recognized, it was funny to see people’s reactions to seeing triplets just walking around minding their own business. It was like I was in a fucking zoo when I was with these three. I always had to tell people to mind their business because they just stand there and fucking stare. Like God, some people just have no manners sometimes.” 

“Yeah, some people act like we’re literal aliens. It’s fucking weird. Like hello, we’re regular human beings that just so happen to be triplets.” Chris chimes in as he rolls his eyes. 

“Yeah, it’s fucking insane.” You agree as you nod your head faintly, your gaze shifting to Nick whose eyes are glued to his phone. 

“You texting your boyfriend over there?” You call. Your statement quickly catches the redhead’s attention as he quickly lifts his head, his face flushing as he locks eyes with you. “Did I miss something?” 

“No,” Nick replies flatly. 

“Why are you blushing then?” 

“I’m not?”

You send the older male a look as he avoids your intense gaze by looking back down at his phone. 

You were definitely gonna pry about this later. 

“Anyways, next topic,” Nick says after he clears his throat. “What are some of your favorite childhood memories that we were a part of?” 

“God there’s so many.” You start as you begin to gaze off into the distance, your mind running with countless old memories. “I’ll start with Chris and work my way up.” All three boys nod their heads and wait for you to continue to be lost in your thoughts for a moment longer before you finally continue. “I remember when dad took Chris out to play mini golf one day and I begged Jimmy to take me with him because I wanted to hang out with Chris. I vividly remember placing bets with Chris on who would make the most holes and the loser would have to jump in a bush and give up 20 bucks to the winner. Seeing Chris jump in a bush and humiliate himself in front of a group of girls was the highlight of my week.” 

“How old were you when this happened?” Matt asks with a laugh. 

“About nine.” You reply, faintly nodding as you look over at Chris who has his head buried in his hands. 

“So you’re telling me a nine-year-old beat you in a game of mini golf,” Nick states as he turns in his seat to also look over at Chris. 

“I let her win!”  The brunette defends as he points his pointer finger at you. 

“Did you really?” You ask, your jaw-dropping. 

“Yeah.” 

“We’re going out for another game of mini golf then because that’s fucked up.”

“Fine, we’re going this weekend.” 

“Same rules?”

“Same rules but we’re tripling the prize money.”

“Alright, word. You’re going down, Owen.” 

“Ooohh she said your middle name.” Nick coos as he bites back a laugh. 

Chris rolls his eyes, a smile creeping up onto his lips. “Yeah, yeah. We’ll see this weekend.” 

“Guys, I'm gonna record our game and send it to Nick so you guys can see how badly I’ll destroy him.” You say as you stare into your camera. Chris shakes his head and makes a talking gesture with his hand before you continue. “Anyways, I remember when I was like 7 that for Halloween, Matt and I both wanted to be Spider-Man but we were arguing about it for like two hours because we both couldn’t be Spider-Man. And before you all say anything, I don’t think Spider-Gwen existed back then so I didn’t even think of being the female version of Spider-Man. Anyways, mom ended up painting my suit a different color so me and Matt could both wear our suits and go trick or treating.” 

“Oh my God, I remember that. We were both being annoying little pricks with our web shooters.” Matt says with a smile as he does a web-shooting gesture with his hand. 

“I also remember Dad having to confiscate the said web shooters because you and y/n kept abusing us with them,” Nick adds as he rolls his eyes and leans back against the booth with his arms crossed. 

“Those fuckers hurt like hell. I think I had a bruise for like a week.” Chris says as he rubs the side of his thigh. 

“Yeah, yeah. What matters most is that Matt and I had the night of our fucking lives.” You say as you look over at the said male. You go to send him a smile but the moment you see the older get up from his seat and lean towards you with his hand held out in front of him, you quickly lean in and share a quick high five. 

“Anyways... I didn’t forget about you, Nick.” You start as you send a wide smile to the said male. “When I turned eleven, Mom and Dad took us to go to the arcade for my birthday because I wanted to get all the plushies. Me being fucking dog shit at crane games ended up spending all my game currency in like 10 minutes and didn’t win anything. When Nick found out, he used the remainder of his credits to get me like five Hello Kitty plushies. I still have them to this day and they’re all sitting on my bed. Not to mention how like two of them are fucking massive and so soft.” 

“Wait, you still have them?” Nick asks, his eyes slightly wide as he looks at you. 

“Of course I do! They’re tied to memories, Nick.” You reply as you twirl your finger inside one of the holes at the corner of the desk. 

“How much stuff do you have from your childhood? Like did you keep most stuff in your old bedroom or did you get rid of everything?” Chris asks as he shifts his focus over to you, his left hand reaching to bring the microphone closer to him. 

“It depends on the emotional connection I have with that item. If it was just in my room just to be in my room, it means nothing. If it was something from you guys or Mom and Dad, I most definitely still have it in my room. I will not allow myself to throw something away that holds memories or if I have deep attachments to it.” 

“So if I gave you a rock, you’d keep it?” Matt asks with a small smile. 

You narrow your eyes at the male. “Well, it’s a rock so no. Maybe if I was like five, maybe I’d keep it.”

“Wait, now I wanna see what all you kept,” Nick says as he sits upright.

“You would be very surprised about how much shit I have in my room.” You say as you lean back in your seat, your arms crossing over your chest. 

“Next vlog is gonna be a house raid slash y/n house tour video guys! Look out for it.” Chris states as he points at his camera. 

“I think I'm good actually, thanks.” You mumble, your statement earning soft laughs from the three in front of you. 

“So I'm guessing that's a no to the house raid?” Nick asks, a single eyebrow raising as he slightly tilts his head to the side. 

“Well I'm not saying no to raiding my house or the house tour, I'm saying no to the video. I don’t want people to see my living conditions. Knowing how well your fans find where you guys are at, I wouldn’t doubt that they’d find where I live.” You defend, your voice soft as you point down at the desk in hopes of getting your point across. 

“Okay, that’s very reasonable.” Matt agrees as he leans back against the booth, a single arm coming up to rest at the top of it. 

“So we can raid your house,” Chris says as the smile on his lips grows. 

You let out a soft sigh as you pinch the bridge of your nose. “Yes, you guys can raid my house.” You give in. All the boys cheer loudly at your statement, causing a soft laugh to emit from you. “BUT you need to text me before y'all come over.” 

“Deal!” Nick exclaims, his hands clasping together a few times as he claps excitedly. 

“Gonna start the prank wars back up the second I step foot inside your house by the way,” Matt says, his statement barely being picked up by the microphone as he leans back a little. 

“WHAT?” You ask, your voice coming out louder than intended as you stare wide-eyed at the brunette to your right. 

“What’s the next topic, Nick?” Matt asks, trying to switch the topic as he sends the redhead a small smile. 

“Matt, repeat what you said right now.” You demand as you reach over to grab the flamingo plush in front of you. “Or the flamingo gets it.” 

“Hey!” Nick exclaims, his loud and sudden voice startling you. “Do not touch Fred. Put him down.” 

You raise both your hands up in surrender and slowly put the flamingo back down. As you do so, you can hear Matt giggling softly in your headset and you quickly send a glare to the male as you return to your seat. 

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[mattscoquette]

FIRST TIME W MATT?! hcs pls <3

“ 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝜗𝜚 “

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of sex

𝐚/𝐧: heyy thank u for the request!! this was so fun to write i hope u all enjoy ittt

xoxo ₊˚⊹ ୨ৎ

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matt would be sooo sweet and lovey the whole time. he’s constantly giving you kisses, stroking your hip, holding your hand, checking up with you every five minutes to make sure you’re okay and want to keep going.

he wants to make sure you’re 100% comfortable with everything you two are doing. he’s asking you for your verbal permission before everything he does.

he definitely goes slow the first couple times you two have sex because he’s afraid of hurting you or making you uncomfortable or anything.

if you told him you wanted to have sex, he is planning a whole day for you to lead up to it. he’ll take you out for the day, taking you to a nice dinner afterwards and then back home. he would also totally light candles and play music in the background to really set the mood.

he cares more about your pleasure than anything!!! he has absolutely no issue with spending thirty minutes just prepping you and working you up before he actually fucks you. if you feel good, he’s happy.

matt would constantly be showering you with praises the whole time. “you’re doing so good for me” “you look so pretty like this” “you feel so good around me”

he would lowkey talk you through it, especially if you’re nervous at all. he wants to make sure that you’re feeling good and feel comfortable with him.

afterwards he is making sure to take care of you, getting you a towel or water or anything you need. he’ll then probably put on a movie or something while you two cuddle with one another. matt is also definitely giving you a pair of his boxers and a t-shirt for you to sleep in

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[mellifiedprincess]

hi!! could you do a fluffy fic with matt where the reader is just having a rough week mentally and is overwhelmed and stops by matt’s unannounced and they cuddle and he offers to talk through things with her

hope you like it angel <3

You could see the lights on in the living room through the balcony window. Staring up at it, still sitting in your car. You’ve been staring at it for a good 10 minutes now, not really sure if you should get out or not.

You knew the boys wouldn’t care one bit that you showed up without sending a text. You knew there wouldn’t be anything but concern in the eyes of your boyfriend and his two brothers.

Yet, you still couldn’t bring yourself to get out of your car and knock on their door.

Another 5 minutes pass and you finally bring yourself to make the trek to the front door. The wood feels cool against the heat of your knuckles as you knock. You’re not really sure if anyone could even hear the soft taps from inside.

Chris does though. As he opens the door, you see a look of surprise on his face for a few seconds before he kindly smiles at you. He was always happy to see one of his best and closest friends. But then he sees the defeated look on your face. “Matt’s in his room. I’m here too if you need me to be.” The kind words of Chris almost breaks the dam that you’ve been trying so hard to keep patched up.

“Thanks Chrissy.” You simply say before giving him a hug and making your way up the stairs, needing the comforting embrace of Matt more than anything right now.

When you finally make it to Matt’s door, you can hear the soft clicks of his keyboard.

Closing your eyes to gather yourself, you open his door and see the soft curls of the boy you’ve been longing for, sat at his desk. His headphones sit on his ears as he continues to type away, probably answering emails for brand deals and whatnot. His eyes meet yours as he takes notice to his door being open, and once again you see a look of surprise.

He quickly removes the headphones, and checks his phone to see if he missed any calls or texts from you. When he sees no new notifications he places it back down.

“What’s wrong baby?” His voice is soft and calm, because he could already tell, just by the way you walked in, you were slowly breaking down. “Come here.” He reaches his hand out for yours and pulls you down into his lap as soon as you grab onto it.

You’re silent, not sure where to start, so you blankly stare into his eyes. Eyes that stare back at you with a look of worry and concern.

“I-um.” You clear your throat, trying to vacate the emotions bubbling in your chest. Tears threatening to spill over your waterline as you look at your boyfriend’s sweet face.

“Hey, take your time angel. I’m not going anywhere.” Matt’s thumb moves to swipe along your cheek, his worry only growing more at the stress his girlfriend is clearly under.

He knew she was overwhelmed by everything going on in her life right now. Her new job, in the middle of her last year of college, being away from her friends and family. “You wanna just sit here while I finish these few emails? Then we can lay in bed and talk.”

“That sounds nice.” You answer in a small voice, smiling gratefully at the sweetheart that is your boyfriend.

After the last email is answered, Matt stands with you still in his arms and carries to you his bed.

“I’ll be right back.” He quickly kisses your lips, and turns to exit his bedroom, leaving you to your racing thoughts.

And it felt like hours. It was only 10 minutes.

When he finally makes his return, he’s carrying a cup of something steaming and a bowl of ice cream, that looks like it could rival mount everest.

“One cup of hot chocolate for my sweetheart.” He states as he hands you a baby pink mug adorned with tiny white daisies. “Sorry it took so long. I had to fight Nick for the ice cream.”

“I can see who won. Did you even leave any for him?” You softly laugh and see a smile creep its way onto Matt’s face. An unexplainable amount of happiness fluttering in his chest at the sound of your giggles.

“Moving on.” He quickly places his bowl of ice cream down, before climbing into bed beside you. Wasting no time on wrapping an arm around you and pulling you to rest flush against his side. “Wanna watch Tangled?”

“Yes please!” You reply and take a sip of the hot chocolate, all of your worries starting to melt away.

Matt looks down as you let out a long sigh, not sure if you were okay or not. It was a sigh of contentment though, because it didn’t matter how horribly your day could have gone, Matt knew exactly what you needed. Always.

“Hey. I love you sweetheart.” He whispers quietly and places a kiss to your hairline, as he watches your eyes slightly squeeze shut.

“I love you too.”

Your body melts into his side as the sounds of Tangled begin to play, and soon your mind just shuts off completely. All thanks to the wonderful human that you get to call yours.

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[iamasaddie]

baby, when the lights go out

paring: Marcus Pike x f!Reader rating: explicit (18+ minors DNI) word count: 2.1k~ summary: Marcus prepared a special gift for you for Christmas and the fact that you fell asleep doesn't stop him from giving it to you.

warnings: dubcon due to somnophilia but reader is into that; implied Dom/Sub dynamics (Dom!Marcus); Sir kink; use of sex toys; unprotected PinV; no use of y/n. let me know if I missed anything

a/n: this is my Chrismas present for the Secret Santa event by Space Sisters! I hope my amazing giftee @survivingandenduring enjoys this! You're amazing, Mickyla, I wish you all the love, joy and happiness <3

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He specifically asked you to wait for him. Usually Marcus didn’t really mind you going to sleep earlier, since his work could stretch way later than the hours he was paid for, and he never wanted you to ruin your sleep schedule because of him, but tonight he wanted you to stay awake.

It was your first Christmas Eve together, and he prepared a gift he knew you would love. Technically, he prepared two, but one of those was really special. Marcus brushed his fingers over the matte black box in his hand while watching your sleeping form sprawled in your bed. He knew it was his fault, he forgot to text you that he was going to be late, and remind you how important it was for you to stay up; but still, never before there was a time when you didn’t do something he asked. That was how your relationship worked. That was how you both liked it. 

Marcus hummed quietly, he could easily wake you up with a kiss on the lips, he knew you’d love that and you’d definitely love the gift he brought… Another thought entered his mind, tightening his pants where his cock started getting hard. You turned on your back, whimpering in your dream, and took the position of a starfish. That was the only sign Marcus needed to act on his thoughts. 

Quietly, he put the box on the bed between your legs, and took off his jacket and shirt. He thought about just getting fully naked, but decided against it. If Marcus was naked in front of your beautiful soft body there was only one outcome, and he wanted to play before shoving his cock balls deep inside your tight heat.

He took a couple of moments to admire your sleeping form. He did that sometimes when he would get home too late for you to stay up. Marcus would sit on the corner of your shared bed and look at your dips and hills highlighted by the streetlights that robbed your bedroom of darkness through the window. He loved those quiet moments, he took them to remember the long and painful journey that brought him to you, to his safe place. Marcus still found it hard to believe that you eagerly accepted every bit of him, loving the things he hated seeing in the reflection of his own eyes. You accepted the role of his soul, of his softness, because there was little left inside of him, he made sure of it by carving out every bit of it himself. 

Your soft sleepy moan interrupted his train of thoughts bringing him back to the present. He took it out of the box, the soft silicone felt velvety in his palm. It was a good replica, he thought to himself, it was nice to the touch, it even had the ridges of the veins that run along his real cock. He pressed the little button at the bottom, making the fake cock vibrate with a low hum. 

Perfect. 

Marcus knew it was a gift for you as much as it was for him. Just imagining you fucking yourself on it while he gives you commands on the phone multiple states away almost made him cum in his pants. He adjusted his cock in his boxers, squeezing it lightly to pass some blood back in his brain. Yes, you’ll definitely love your present.

He slowly padded to the side of the bed so he could occupy an empty spot you left for him while still having perfect access to your body. Marcus gently pushed the blanket off, revealing your naked legs and the pretty mound barely covered by his old t-shirt you started wearing to bed. He wasn’t surprised to see the bareness of your pussy, he couldn’t remember the last time you wore panties to bed and this was oh so perfect for the occasion. 

With a barely there touch he traced his fingers up your thigh that was closest to him, up and down, until a swarm of goosebumps covered your skin. He knew the sensitive spots on your inner thighs, he kissed and bit them a thousand times. Marcus knew your body because he loved your body. His fingers gently traveled up to the apex of your thighs, your spread legs giving the perfect access to play with your heated core. He let his finger swipe between your folds, moaning in satisfaction as wetness covered the tip of it. 

It was like your body recognized him immediately, giving him the natural reaction that it always did. Marcus let himself be bolder, letting the same wet fingertip softly press into your clit before circling it. He strained his ears as he listened to your breathing, heard it becoming faster, but when he looked from your pussy to your face it was still peaceful with sleep. Your mouth opened, and the quietest moan left it with another exhale as Marcus pushed his thick digit into your sleek hole with ease. 

“Beautiful,” he whispered, when he saw your cunt swallowing him, your lips parting to let him enter you, coating his finger with arousal that started generously dripping down. 

Marcus couldn’t skip the opportunity, lowering his head and inhaling lungs full of your scent.  It was one of the things he craved the most, something he missed the most when he wasn’t around. He wanted to bottle up your scent and wear it as cologne but he was too possessive to let other people get even a sniff of you. 

His finger continued his slow strokes in and out of you, and he added a second one to stretch you further. Marcus was lucky you didn’t wake up yet, though your body became more and more aware of the intrusion, the inside of your thighs slowly dampening with sweat, your hand subconsciously traveling to squeeze your tit through the softness of your sleep t-shirt. He knew as soon as he pushed the dildo inside he’ll see your eyes opening, still fogged with sleep, but he had a couple more moments before that.

Your pussy welcomed two of his fingers, the softness of your walls enveloping them in the most sensual of hugs. Marcus felt his own cock crying for release, a wet spot of precum spreading where the head of his cock met the fabric of his boxers. His left hand let go of the sheets he squeezed without noticing, and went to squeeze his aching shaft. He had to bite his lower lip bloody to not make any noise when his hand started jerking up and down on its own accord in rhythm of his fingers pumping into your pussy. He gritted his teeth practically forcing himself to let go. You were ready, he could see it, he could smell it.

Marcus took a moment admiring the way your juices covered his fingers, leaking further onto his hand. He grabbed the silicone copy of his dick, lathering it in your slick. His breath hitched as he brought the fat silicone head to your opening, slowly pushing it inside. He was mesmerized by the look of your pussy lips parting for it, sucking the whole thing inside you. Marcus licked his lips, finding the taste of salty sweat on his upper lip. There was one more thing.

Your eyes flew open as your felt vibrations of pleasure coursing through your whole body. You were hot with sweat and desire, your nipples erect and aching to be touched. Before you even asked yourself what was going on, your hands jumped to squeeze at your sensitive skin, moans in ripples leaving your wanting body. 

Your head was delirious, and you tried to make sense of everything, lifting your head from your pillow and finding Marcus between your legs. His eyes were glued to your pussy that was now stretched perfectly around something vibrating. Well, you knew enough about sex to quickly understand that it was a vibrating dildo. You’d never felt one that fit you so perfectly before though. It touched every crevice that begged for attention inside you, the slow but steady vibrations providing you with pleasure that you only felt with...

“Mar- - Marcus?” You were out of breath, his name falling from your lips in a prolonged moan, “what is tha-at?”

“Merry Christmas, baby,” he smiled, dropping his head down and giving a kiss to your throbbing clit. “Your pussy was a good girl this year so she gets a present.”

“Fu-u-uck,” you arched your back in pleasure when Marcus twisted his hand a little, shoving the silicone thing in you at a different angle, the one that made you doubt you were actually awake, “that feels so good, Marcus, please, please.."

Your whines of pleasure didn’t die down as he continued relentlessly pushing his gift inside you. Marcus felt on the verge of coming in his boxer, but he wanted to see you come undone first. He lowered his head once again, finding your clit easily and giving it soft sucks while still pushing the toy inside you. Your right hand found his hair while your left still continued pinching and teasing your nipples. Tugging on his short silken strands you heard him moaning, the vibrations of that combined with the vibrations of the toy finally sending you over the edge with a loud cry. Your body shook with overstimulation as Marcus gently freed your pussy of the toy, switching it off and throwing it to the edge of the bed.

"Do you like your present, baby?” He asked, already knowing the answer.

You nodded, still trying to catch your breath, there was something special about that toy. “Yeah, it felt like…”

“Like what?”

“It felt like it was you, none of the toys felt as perfect as this one. Where did you find it?”

Marcus crawled up, bracketing you with his arms and legs and giving your face a dozen little kisses, spilling his secret between them. “Remember how you always say you miss my cock when I’m out of town?” You nodded, wondering where this was going, “and how you said you wished my cock was detachable so you could keep it when I’m away?”

You both snorted at the memory of you saying that a couple of months ago when he went for the longest work trip. 

“So I made this custom dildo for you. Now I can keep you stuffed full of my cock even when I’m not around.”

You gasped, thinking about the prospects of always having your lover’s cock at your disposal. The mere thought of that made your cunt throb with satisfaction and need. 

“You’re perfect,” you whispered, finally sealing your lips together. “Only one thing it can’t do.”

Marcus frowned.

“What’s that?”

“Stuff my cunt full of my Sir’s cum. And I love being full of his cum so much.”

There weren’t a lot of times when you could make Marcus act like a teenager with sperm intoxication, but this was one of them. His brain caught up with the fact that he was still pretty much hard, and the pain of his balls full of unspilled cum made him rush to tug his boxers down. You could barely finish your teasing before his cock entered your stretched hole.

“Wanna feel my cum, baby?”

“Yes, Sir,” your eyes rolled back, nails scratching patterns over Marcus’s back, “please, I want you to cum in my pussy, want to feel you leaking out of my used hole.”

“Fuck, baby,” Marcus grunted, his hips punching air out of you and he felt your pussy squeeze him, making him come undone in seconds. 

His body fell limp on top of yours, and you sighed in satisfaction as you felt the gulps of his cum trying to escape from your pussy still inhaled on Marcus’s softening cock.

“I don’t think you’ll be able to top this gift with whatever you prepared for New Years,” you chuckled, your fingertips massaging his sweaty scalp. 

It didn’t even take a moment for Marcus to answer, his words although muffled but still making your whole body buzz.

“We’ll see if we can stretch you out enough so you could take both of my cocks on New Years Eve. I always thought a kiss was too tame for the occasion.”

#space sisters secret santa 2023 #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal fanfiction #iamasaddie fic

[luvsturniolo]

Hi do you think you could do a nick x male reader where the reader has been sad and nick surprises him with a date in the backyard and gives him a kiss as they just like lay under the moonlight

ー ★ !! starkissed

pairing : nick sturniolo x male!reader

synopsis : described in req ^^

a/n : okay i’m really hoping that this isn’t bad because i don’t want to portray these characters incorrectly. if u have any constructive criticism feel free to lmk !! also, i aplogize that it's kinda short.

wc : 0.9k

you've had a horrible week so far. well, nothing specific happened to make it shitty, but there hasn't been a single positive thought run through your head recently. every bone in your body feels exhausted and you're sick of it. you want to feel normal. you want to be happy. but you just cant like your mind is going agianst you – trying to make you upset. and if so, it's definitely working.

your boyfriend has noticed your change in demeanor and has been trying his hardest to cheer you up. he's gifted you with flowers ; snuck into your room at night for cuddles ; surprised you with your favorite snacks ; etc. but nothing's worked. and you feel even shittier knowing that your bad mood makes him feel responsible.

the last thing you want is for him to think it's his fault that you're upset. because it's not his fault! and you wish you could explain to him why you're sad, but you can't. you can't even explain to yourself why you're upset. god, you're so incredibly sick of feeling like this.

as you lay in your bed, trying to take a nap, slow music blares through your headphones. you're wearing your comfort hoodie – one that nick gave you on your guys' first date – with the hood pulled over your hair. under the fabric, you have speakers covering your ears to play music. you were hoping that if the singer's voice was loud enough, it would drown out your thoughts and you could focus on something other than being sad for once. but of course, it's not working.

just as you're about to fall alseep, you feel your phone vibrate with a message from nick. you know it's from him because he's the only contact you don't have on DND. you lazily grab and unlock your phone, opening snapchat where he texted you from.

babe !! what're u doing rn ?

js laying in bed .. why

bc i was wondering if u wanted to come over to my place for the night :)

sure <3

you turn off your phone and stuff it into the pocket of your hoodie before removing your headphones from your ears – a wave of sadness washing over you due to the lack of noise to distract you from all the shit going on in your life right now. you scoot over to the edge of your bed and put on the pair of shoes closest to you at the moment. your outfit looks like shit, to be honest. but whatever. at least it reflects what's going on in your life, right?

you and nick live in the same neighborhood so his house is only a few blocks away on foot. after leaving your house, your arrive at his about seven minutes later. you knock on the door and awkwardly stand on the porch for a moment before nick swings it open and pulls you into a tight embrace, hugging you happily. he pulls back and peppers your face with kisses, making you smile a tad.

"i have a surprise for you." he tells you, grabbing your hand and gently pulling you inro the house. you chuckle, shutting the door behind you as you're guided into the backward. in the center of the yard, you see a tent. you can tell nick put it up and decorated the inside to be pretty for you judging by the light shining through the fabric causing small shadows to splay across the grass. "i thought it'd be nice to lay under the stars tonight."

"under the stars?" you mimick, cocking your head to the side with a small and teasing smile grazing your lips. "how romantic, nicolas."

"well, matt and chris won't be here tonight. so i thought it'd be a good idea to do something with you. i can tell you've been in a shitty mood and even though you said i can't fix it, i hate seeing you like this." nick rambles, making your smile widen even more at the sound of his voice rushing out. "also, i know how much you love astronomy and stars and everything. so i thought it'd be nice to watch them together. y'know there's supposed to be an alignment tonight? i read on some website that mercury –"

you cut off his ranting by grabbing him by the cheeks and cupping his face in your hands. he instantly shuts up and you laugh before pressing your mouth to his. he smiles against your lips and your mood raises by a lot from that simple gesture.

you break the kiss and tell him that you love his idea. with that, you guys make your way down the yard to his tent. just as you'd thought, nick had decorated it to look comfy. there are about ten blankets on the floor and a few on top for warmth while you sleep. he also brought out a ton of pillows and a flashlight – which is what must have caused the shadows you saw. on the roof of the tent, there's a mesh netting so you can see the sky but also be inside.

you flop backward onto the blankets, making nick laugh at you. he reaches up and turns off the flashlight so you can see the stars better. then, he lays down beside you, resting his head on your chest to look up at the night sky peppered with little suns.

"they look like diamonds," you mutter in a whisper. "they're so little and there are so many. yet they never fail to take my breath away."

you feel nick sigh, "you're kinda like a star, then."

"what?" you ask.

"there are so many people in this world. and everyone is so small in comparison to the universe." he explains. "and yet, you're my favorite of them all. and you never fail to take my breath away."

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld @lovelysturniolo @wilmalovegood @ladylokilaufeyson5 @sturniolopepsi @strnilolo @knowingnothingnoel @its-jennarose @lea0518 @slaysturniolo @sturnlover @tcvazq

#luvsturniolo!! #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #smau #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo x you

[beyondspaceandstars]

new year's eve with matt

A/N - i’m sitting around waiting for midnight and just had some little thoughts about what it would be like to celebrate new years eve with boyfriend!matt murdock <3 this is a really short, quick, unedited thing i thought would be fun to do so i hope y'all enjoy! i am also a little tipsy writing this so hope it makes sense

I feel like new years with Matt would be small but so meaningful

at first, you two would be like "we're staying in" because, well, new york seems hectic on new years eve no matter where you are

but then by like 8pm, maybe even 9pm, Foggy and Karen come knocking on the door wondering where you guys are and what you're doing

then you two have no choice but to give in and next thing you know you're squeezing into the crowded bar, sipping beers and taking shots every now and then

as the drinks and minutes flow, i think Matt would become more and more loving, physically

something about him screams that he's a happy, touchy drunk. a couple of heavy drinks in him and he's headed straight for you to caress your waist or draw patterns on the back of your hand

he does this relentlessly as you try to kick ass in pool no matter how many times you playfully reprimand him for his wandering hands

overall, going out is nice. you get to catch up with everyone, have some drinks, and get ready to bring in the new year

right before the new year rings in, though, you and Matt would slip away from the crowd

it'd be Matt who would initiate this little sneaking away but you happily went along with it

"it's a little stuffy in here isn't it?" Matt would ask, his words saying so much yet so little. you couldn't help but giggle. "it is, honey."

Matt would eagerly grab your hand and avoid all questions or looks as he'd drag you out into the cool, fresh winter new york night. there were a few other bustling around but mostly, it was strangely calm for the city during the holidays. but you'd take it over anything else any day

you two would scurry along to some alleyway and Matt would hand you a beer he had swiped from the bar before stepping out. it was adorable and hilarious.

"you're stealing now, Murdock? that's not what good, catholic boys do." "actually, I believe the words you're looking for are 'thank you.'"

you'd lean against the brick wall of some building as you'd open your beers. the minutes ticked down slowly to midnight. Matt would probably be very aware of how close it was to the new year just from hearing the chanting countdown across the city. but he wouldn't say anything to you.

"how long until midnight?" he'd ask you in a very husky whisper as he leaned into you. you'd check your phone and say, "under a minute, I think." but you couldn't pay much attention. you were so caught up in the buzz from the alcohol and the high from your boyfriend.

this wasn't your first new year together but something about it felt different and right. this was gonna be a good year. you sensed it with every bone in your body.

your relationship was at its best and you were beyond thankful to get to spend another year with him. it was almost unbelievable how perfect life had become.

Matt would soon tune back into the countdown and begin whispering it in your ear, following along as the entire city seemed to scream out numbers in synchronous chanting

"five... four... three..."

but before he could even get to one, you'd pull him in for a kiss - a very passionate new years kiss. and Matt certainly wouldn't protest.

yells, cheers, and fireworks popped off all around you two but none of it mattered at all. you didn't hear any of it as you were completely engulfed in your boyfriend.

you'd literally end one year and begin the next wrapped in Matt's hold, completely loved by him, and what could be better than that?

finally, after an intense minute or so, you'd force yourself to pull away for quick air. "happy new year," you'd mutter. Matt would chuckle and say, "happy new year, sweetheart."

#matt murdock x reader #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock fanfic #matt murdock fic #matt murdock x y/n #matt murdock headcanon #matt murdock x you #matt murdock fluff #daredevil drabble #daredevil headcanon #daredevil x reader #daredevil fic #daredevil fanfiction #marvel headcanons #marvel fanfiction #marvel fic #marvel one shot #mcu fic #mcu fanfiction #writing* #fluff

[khamomile-kitty]

The amount of ppl on the tumblr ceo post that are going “thank soooo much mr matt I promise I will buy and gift as much useless shit as I can from here!!!! <3 yours soooo nice and we love it here” meanwhile he has been making CONSTANT Zionist posts and is Known to be a Elon musk fanboy which. Doesn’t bode well for his politics on other issues w this site either, i.e. banning trans and black blogs for no reason and no warning. I hope y’all lose all your money to a scam at this point bc y’all are clearly not doing anything useful w it. Y’all rich asses have enough to spend on stupid badges while half the site begs for bread? All in the name of making yourself happy? Sometimes a little discomfort is worth more than mindless indulgence. Do something worthwhile instead of donating money to sites that discriminate against its userbase.

#kitty talks #you can reblog btw. #sick and tired of this shit. y’all are the reason staff gets away w all of it. #they get no pushback. it’s a company they aren’t gnna change anything if the consumers don’t make a huge stink abt it. #they aren’t your friends. they are a bunch of employees told to fake being ‘personable and friendly’ bc ig gets them more support and money #it’s not motivated by sincerity at all.

[mattspolitank]

REUNION IN PROGRESS

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆╰┈➤Pairings:Matt Sturniolo x Anna Johnson

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆╰┈➤Warnings: Concussion,cussing,angst,fluff.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧╰┈➤SUMMARY: ANNA JOHNSON visits her best friend Madi where she reunites with her childhood bestfriends. The catch is she hasn't talked to MATT STURNIOLO since junior year. Will that change?

CHAPTER 003

On the way to the hospital, I kept hearing these words in my head.

When we got there, I held Anna all the way to the doctor, where she had to be left alone.

She seemed to have a concussion and I could not help but feel sorry for her. I thought it was my own fault. When the doctor entered the room, she announced that only one person should be present, and that person could be anyone they wanted. Everyone seemed to agree that I should be the one to do it for some reason.

I walked in and there she was. She smiled at me like she was happy that I had entered. Maybe I am just over-analyzing it, I do not know. I took a seat and apologized, saying, "I am sorry, Anna. It was my mistake. I should not have left you alone. If I had been smarter, this would not have happened. "She took my hand and smiled. "Matt, it's okay, it's not your fault. You warned me, but I was too stubborn. "I should have listened to you." I smiled softly and asked her,

"When can you come home?" She replied, "In about 3 hours, they have to do some more tests, but you can go."i obviously I waited for her in the waiting room, but i told the others to go and called them a uber. When she was out, we walked to the car. "Would you like something to eat or drink?", I asked as she said, "Yes, can we get something from McDonald's?" I also got something for the people at home because otherwise they would be grumpy.

ANNA'S POV; When I got home and started eating, I realized I had left my phone in Matt's car. "Matt, can I have your car keys please? I left my cell phone in your car," I said and a small smile spread across his lips. "They are in my room," I said and picked up the keys. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a letter addressed to me. I decided to read it, which I did, but I only got as far as the first line and the date "15.07.2019" "Dear Anna, I hope you have a wonderful birthday." I winced as I realized that he had sent me a birthday card.

I went out to the car, grabbed my phone, handed Matt the keys, and told Madi to follow me upstairs. Sitting on Nick's bed, I spilled the beans about Matt to her. The more I told her, the more hyped she got. "Oh my god, seriously? Do you get how big this is?" she practically squealed. "He's probably had a thing for you since junior year," she added, practically bursting with excitement. "Maybe he even liked you before that."

"Hey, calm down a bit," I said, trying to keep a lid on her excitement. "Sure, he wrote me a birthday letter, but that doesn't mean he's head over heels for me. I've had stuff like that happen before, and it's not that big a deal. He's just being nice," I shrugged. "Could've just been a friendly note."

"Yeah, whatever," she said, sounding less interested than before. "So, remember that guy from the party? He wants to meet up. On my birthday."

The change in Madi's expression hinted that she wasn't as thrilled about this as she was about the whole Matt situation, but I wasn't about to let that bring me down. She practically bolted down the stairs in less than five seconds, and I followed behind her as she shouted, "NICK, ANNA'S GOT A DATE ON HER BIRTHDAY!" It was meant to be a secret whisper, but her voice carried, and everyone heard it loud and clear.

"Anna, seriously?" Nick exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement. "But what about the party we planned?"

"Yeah, Anna, we were counting on you being there," Chris added, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Don't worry, guys," I reassured them, trying to sound as calm as possible. "I'll still celebrate with you all the next day.

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a/n:enjoyyy

#christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #chris x reader #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fluff #sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo fanfic

[sheliesshattered]

I finished my lightsaber bag last weekend, but work has been so hectic that I haven't really had the time to take photos and write up a post about it until now.

The finished bag, when closed like this, is 39" long and 5" wide. It fits my lightsaber (hilt with 28" blade attached) just perfectly, and it's so nice and soft and padded inside that I feel like my saber is protected from most things it would encounter either at home or out in the world. I wouldn't check it as airline baggage in just this bag, but short of that it feels pretty secure.

The top flap closes with a large strip of brown velcro, which makes it quick and easy to get my saber out when I need it. That faux-suede fabric I used for the lining is a bit grippy, and the interior of the bag is too narrow to get even my tiny raccoon hands into, so it takes just the right amount of force (no pun intended) to draw the lightsaber out of the bag. Even with the flap open, there isn't much risk of the saber just falling out of the bag.

The fake pocket flap in the middle of the bag, near the right edge of the above picture, hides another bit of velcro, which allows me to close off the bag at a slightly shorter length by folding the top flap down even further, until the velcro on the left side of the picture meets up with the underside of that flap. I didn't get any pictures of that, since it's really only usable when I separate the hilt and blade of my saber, which is just fiddly enough that I prefer to keep them attached when I can. But it does give me the option, say for a Disney trip, to remove the hilt and wear it on my belt, and then have just the blade in the bag, with the bag being a little bit shorter and lighter and easier to carry onto rides and such.

The pocket at the lower end of the bag is sized for carrying the hex wrench and little screws needed for attaching the blade to the hilt, and also has enough room to tuck the charging cable in there as well.

I've taken to storing my fingerless leather gloves clipped onto the bag, just so they're handy for practicing with the saber every evening. I've built up a good repertoire of flow arts combinations, training on both hands pretty equally, and find that my frequently achy wrists and shoulders are much happier for the routine. I'm hoping to get video of it soon.

When I'm not using my saber, it lives in the bag hung from a hook on the wall. I might like to eventually have a dedicated hook at something closer to waist level, but for now this higher up coat hook works just fine.

The carrying strap took a little bit of fiddling around with to figure out what was most comfortable (even though the whole thing is easily under 5lbs, probably closer to 3), but looped through the top ring and then clipped at the bottom seems to be the winning combination. I can pull the bag on over my head, but the easier thing is to unclip the big S carabiner from the lower ring. The strap isn't permanently attached to the bag anywhere, so I can experiment with other arrangements or even other straps in the future, if I want to.

The chalk guidelines from when I put the lettering on are still showing up somewhat in these photos, but in person they're hardly noticeable. I may do another erasing pass on them at some point, and I still haven't decided if I want to do some weathering with fabric paints or just leave it as is. Generally I'm really happy with how it turned out, but it's nice to know that I can easily make a few more adjustments to it if I feel like it.

But the next thing I want to spend some time working on is the lightsaber hilt itself. I picked out this particular combination of pieces knowing that I wanted to do some practical weathering on it. The hilt is made from aluminum with a nice matte black finish over top, and I've seen lots of examples online of the difference that sanding that surface makes to the overall look of the saber. Now that I've gotten to know the saber and figured out where my hands naturally want to hold it most often, it's just going to be a matter of getting in there with some sandpaper and starting to take off that black paint in a few places.

I've also been toying with the idea of adding a bit of heat bluing to the emitter using paints, and I think all those details will really help it look more like the 'fragile antique' that the bag proclaims it to be. Modifying my saber like that is a bit daunting, but I have a pretty good idea of what I want the hilt to look like when it's finished, so it's really just a matter of carving out some time to take pieces of the hilt apart and strategically attack them with sandpaper.

And besides that, the only thing I still need for Star Wars Nite is the actual tickets to Star Wars Nite, lol. We're coming up on the end of our third week with our new client, and we have a better idea of when the major milestones and deadlines are in April and May, so hopefully Jack and I can sit down soon and figure out when we want to head back to Batuu.

#my sewing #lightsaber bag #Batuu Bounding #Aurebesh #which reads: #'fragile antique: handle with care' #and when the flap is attached to the lower bit of velcro it instead reads: #'fragile handle with care' #it's such a tiny silly detail but I'm glad I was able to make the text line up like that lol #I think I will try to get through the weathering this weekend if I can #or at least make a serious start on it #pictures of that once there's something to look at #I have a list of other sewing projects I want to tackle but this might be the last of my Star Wars sewing for now #we'll see #2024 mood

[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself-Story (18+)

CW: adult themes, addiction, drugs

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Pic 1: I had a date with Daniel. I wanted to surprise him and somehow recreate our wedding night. Afterall I had a lot to catch up with my cute husband… So I spent most of the day in the bathroom. I put all that nice stuff on my skin, to be especially….. pretty for him. 😏

Pic 2: D. wasn’t home. He had an appointment and had to go to his therapist. But Daniel knew I wanted to surprise him. He didn’t know exactly what I was going to do? He just hoped it was about sex. This is actually all he wanted from me, after we haven’t really slept together for 3 months, but I had something else for him too.

Pic 3: I wanted to look exactly like on our wedding day two months ago. But I didn’t want to wear my wedding dress. Would be a bit too much & stupid to walk around in my wedding dress at home. Anyway, I couldn’t wait for him to come home. I was so happy that he married me.🥰 I wanted to show him how much I love him and how much he means to me. The last weeks were really hard, but Daniel was always there for me & supported me in everything. Nevertheless, a feeling of insecurity haunted me constantly. The fear of being abandoned. But you know, I’m always scared. So yeah, it’s not really something new.🤷🏻‍♀️

Pic 4: IRL I never use powder, except in summer maybe, to fix my make up. I don’t like that matte look on my skin. That’s why I use tinted moisturiser, bb/cc-cream, or a sheer liquid foundation with a glowy finish. BUT with SPF, of course!!! Agh, yea. I’m a total freak when it comes to skincare & make up. I could give you a 2 hour talk about retinol and some other important anti-aging ingredients and you would think I was some kind of skin expert. But my fav is glycol!! It makes your skin so perfect. Sorry! I shut up now! 😶‍🌫️😳

Pic 5: Where is he? Why doesn’t he come home to me? He knew that I had prepared something for him. I called him… I was so disappointed with Daniel...... He ran into Jacob and somehow Daniel got high. He couldn’t drive his car and barely move. And now he had to wait for Dominick to pick him up and bring him home.............. I don’t want to lie. Two days ago Daniel and I took something, I think we started to relapse. He didn’t want to, but I was so mad about this damn thing with Mr B., so I couldn’t sleep with Daniel again. But Sex wasn’t really the reason why we did this shit. We were both kind of depressed. We have learned that we’ll have to face/see the 4 men who did this terrible thing to us 3 monts ago. And Idk, but everything came up that day. And since we still had some of that drug left, we just…. took it.😔

Pic 6: I framed our wedding pics and put them on the wall. Although I wasn’t planning on hanging our pictures, I wanted to keep them in a photo album because I don’t like weddings. But I did it for him and I knew he would be happy about it, but that night….. he didn’t really care.

Pic 7: He knew he fucked up. I wasn’t mad at him because he was high, but because he secretly did it and thought I wouldn’t notice. I know he just wanted to prevent me from relapsing, but lying makes me sick!! Especially in a relationship. But Idk? Daniel just didn’t get it?! He was constantly trying to keep things from me secret just to protect me. That’s exactly why I thought he left me forever, when he-….. decided to go away for a while. I just didn’t trust him in the end anymore. But I was wrong! Really wrong!😢💔

Pic 8:

Daniel: I’m so sorry! I screwed up! I really messed up.🥺

Me: I don’t believe you were just with Jacob! Who knows what else you did. I’m not like Irena! I’m not gonna wait for you at home, while you’re hanging out with some bitches you don’t even remember.

Daniel: Irena was just bullshitting! I never did this!

Me: YOU, don’t remember it!! But she does! However! I don’t care! I’m gonna piss off!

Daniel: Yea? And… where the hell you wanna go?… Philip? Your comfort toy.🤨

Me: Ugh! 🤦🏻‍♀️

Pic 9:

Daniel: I swear, I’ll never leave you alone again. And now come to me babe…. I don’t to wait, I’m gonna do you right here…. You make me so hard, you like this? 😏

Pic 10:

Daniel: Come on, I just touched your tits! You don’t have panic attacks anymore! So what’s your prob now? We’re married, damn!… I think you’re just playing with me! 😠

Me: I want you too! But not that way! That’s not how I-…. wanted that night to be! I You’re acting like a horny dick! Like Mr. B.! And I’m not playing with you, I slept with you yesterday even though-…

Daniel: What? What now? Should I wait another 3 months? You’re my wife! Why can’t I touch you? What have I done to you? And why are you comparing me to your fucking boss? 😡

Me: No, I can’t talk to you about it now. I want you to calm down first! And besides, you know everything, I don’t understand why you react that way? You fucked up tonight, not me! Think about it before you talk to me. 😔

Pic 10: I left him alone. I think he had another outburst of anger, which has been happening a lot lately. I mean, since he was discharged from the hospital! Actually, he’s been doing quite well since our wedding and after our honeymoon, but maybe I was wrong? He was always so busy helping me because of my panic attacks and now, he was slowly losing patience. Which I could totally understand. Still, he KNEW, he was NOT the trigger for my panic, so Idk why he thought I was playing with him??.... I guess he was just frustrated because he screwed up tonight.

#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #myrlgamplay #my rl story #my rl with my simself #18+ content #cw drugs #cw addiction #cw trauma #cw panic attack

[the-invisible-queer]

CAN'T YOU TAKE ONE DAY OFF OF YOUR STUPID JONAS BROTHERS OBSESSION AND DO SOMETHING NICE FOR MATT SIMMONS TODAY?!

FIRST OF ALL SUCK MY FUCKING DICK!

I usually delete negative or hate anons but this one has me fucking FUMING!

Who the fuck do you think you are demanding shit from me? I owe you nothing.

What the fuck is wrong with you? You're a fucking coward for going on anon but I have a good feeling of who you are and honestly consider yourself fucking blocked.

I had some stuff planned for Danny's upcoming birthday, and you're going to miss out because you decided to be a fucking CUNT.

I have posted that the Daniel Henney era is over. It's been over for months. Do I like that my brain works this way and I jump from fixation to fixation? No. I don't. But I follow where ever the serotonin leads.

I'm sorry to say Danny wasn't doing it anymore. And I felt so guilty that he wasn't making me happy anymore. Because I do genuinely love him as an actor.

FRIENDLY FUCKING REMINDER that you can fucking unfollow me if my "stupid Jonas Brothers obsession" is so goddamn annoying to you.

I'm sorry if something that brings me joy bothers you so much.

For fuck's sake if you've followed me for the past 3 months you saw how much I fought again the Jonas fixation. And I've gotten negative asks about it.

My blog is MY safe space. Not anyone else's. No one can tell me what to do and what to post. THIS IS MY GODDAMN FUCKING HOUSE!

Guess fucking WHAT I'm on a writing hiatus. Have been since August because I hit writer's block.

Don't you think if I had the inspiration to write about Matt I'D BE FUCKING DOING THAT?!?!?! Have a whole fic I started that's just sitting, collecting dust and everyday I don't have inspiration to write something for it I feel fucking guilty.

This "stupid Jonas Brothers obsession" is the ONLY fucking thing keeping me alive right now.

So fuck you. Eat my ass. Suck my dick. Die in a fucking hole.

ALSO ITS FUCKING THANKSGIVING, YOU CUNT!

I was with my family. I'm sorry I didn't take a break from festivities to post about a fucking fictional character.

I'm so fucking annoyed with this ask. How fucking entitled are you?

I don't give a shit if you meant this as a joke. Jokes are funny. This is not.

This is a rude fucking ask and I will not tolerate this shit.

You are a fucking asshole for DEMANDING that I do something for Matt Simmons.

You are a fucking asshole for going on anon like a fucking coward.

You are a fucking awful person for this.

And honestly I fully think Daniel would be disappointed that a fan of his is harassing people FOR NO FUCKING REASON!

For the record no one is racist for not being head over heels for Matt Simmons. The writers disrespectfully gave him very little to work with.

So little that if you aren't someone like us who paid attention to every fucking acting choice, piece of dialogue, and detail about him you would know very little - if anything - about him. Which we complained about all the time.

People are racist when they purposefully exclude him from posts about the whole team.

Learn the fucking difference.

Do yourself a favor and go fucking touch grass because it's not that deep that people aren't writing or making content about a character who has been dormant for almost 4 fucking years.

YOU go do something for Matt Simmons today.

And kindly go fuck yourself with a chainsaw.

I hope we never cross paths again.

[stvrniolozreads]

Pool party!!

Description: you and a few friends go to a pool party and meet a couple of guys and one in particular catches your eye……

YOUR POV: I wake up with my hair super messy as always. I get up and head straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. I am not really a morning person at all I’m usually super grumpy and sleepy. I check my phone as always. I open a text from one of my good friends.

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4liferrr/bella- y/n are you still coming to the pool party tonight

Y/N- yeah sure I gotta find out what to wear lol

4liferrr/bella- I’m sure you have so many options in your closet, I’ll come pick you up around 3

Y/N- sounds good❤️ Read

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YOUR POV: i guess I’m going to a party today. I mean I like parties but I kind of have social anxiety which makes me not comfortable around large crowds. It’s getting a little around the time Bella’s gonna pick me up so I might as well just get ready. I put on this blue over the neck kinda of shirt with my cargo skirt. I also just wear this new Prada bag I just bought. I wore this so I can make sure my bikini can fit underneath.

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2 hours go by ……..

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BELLAS POV: I see Y/N she looks super cute! I don’t know she must want to impress someone at the party… who knows? I tell her to get in the car so we can get going since the party is like 30 minutes away.

YOUR POV: we are almost at the party I’m feeling a bit nervous. Some people here I haven’t even met yet lol. Just hoping it’ll be fun!

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They arrive at the party

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The party is has flashing lights and loud music. There’s a song very familiar playing called “pon de replay- Rihanna”

It was a good song but you haven’t heard it in a while. You also don’t know whose house you are at because Bella suggested you come to this party.

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YOUR POV: I’m finally at the party it looks super cool!! Most people are not in the house they are either outside drinking or in the pool which mostly I’ll be doing also. I see some familer faces like this girl I sit next to in chem or the boy in gym class that is extremely fit but, these 3 boys caught my eye specifically. They all looked very similar one with longer hair some baggy jeans a beanie and just a white tee, another one with reddish hair and a striped shirt with shorts and some white air forces. One of the 3 same face people was REALLY caught my eye. He had medium length hair some baggy grey sweats and a black tank. He looked really quiet but he was also super cutee. I’ve never seen him around here before neither there brothers. I walk over to them and start a conversation.

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You- Heyy I never see you guys around here are you from here

Nick- Hii I’m nick and no I’m really from Boston but I travel here from LA with my brothers.

Chris- hey I’m Chris and what nick said.

Matt- hey and yeah.

You- you guys look very similar are you guys like triplets or something?

All of them in sync- yeah

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*you laugh* Matt walks off and begins to walk in the house.

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MATTS POV: I just met this girl but didn’t quite get her name. Her outfit looked really nice on her and it really showed her curves. From the little amount that she said I can feel I’d already like this girl.

YOUR POV: my heart is beating extremely fast after I met Matt. He is so fine. He barely said anything and I already have butterflies. How am I going to pretend I’m not already obsessed with him.

BELLAS POV: Y/N is acting really weird.. like weirder than normal.She keeps staring at this boy for some reason idrk what’s going on I’m just trying to partayyyy.

YOUR POV: I’m super hot right now and to get Matt off my mind I guess I’ll go into the pool. I’m happy I wore my best bikini maybe it’ll catch his attention I mean who knowsss.

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You take over your cover up clothes and reveal your bikini which was a little skimpy but who cares it’s an high school party theres much worse even though that people are staring at you.

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MATTS POV: I walk back outside and see the beautiful girl I was talking to earlier. She looked incredible her swim suit was so nice. It was tight in the right places and just overall speechless. Why was I falling for this girl? We only spoke once .. what is going on.

YOUR POV: I catch Matt staring so I get in the pool in an elegant way (idk how) making him look even more. I liked that he was looking at me but I couldn’t hide how much I was also watching him. Falling for him from the minute I laid my eyes on him.

MATTS POV:I get inside the pool because I needed to start a conversation with her because I couldn’t just keep staring … right?

YOUR POV: my heart was beating super fast as Matt moved near me. We started a conversation about something random.

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Matt- hey uhh we didn’t really get to talk earlier that much but I didn’t catch your name

You- Heyy yeah my name is “Y/N” yours was Matt right?

Matt- yep and also your name is really nice

You- thank you!!

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You guys talk for like 10 minutes until you notice something..

——————————————————————————YOUR POV: we started talking for a bit then I notice he’s not really listening. In fact he’s staring DIRECTLY at my boobs. I don’t know whether to feel offended or idk because I really like him.

MATTS POV: we started a good conversation but I couldn’t help but look at her body she’s so beautiful. Hopefully she didn’t notice because I was staring pretty hard.

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You- uhh is there something wrong??

Matt- wdym? I’m listening.

You- Matt I can clearly see you staring.

Matt- idk what you’re talking about.

You- okay fine *sarcastically”

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YOUR POV: Matt’s gaslighting was pretty obvious but it was cute.. right?

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PART 2!! Probably tmrr

I’ll make like an about me page because this is like my first time writing fanfic and yeah so if it’s bad I apologize 😭😭 request are open and tips. I’ll do like smut but only of Matt and Chris and I may just do regular story’s for like nick like best friend story’s.

#sturniolo triplets #fanfic #matt sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #fan #sturniolo #SoundCloud

[allthingsfangirl101]

Kiss A Stranger– Joe Keery

I walked into the party, smirking as I looked around the nicely decorated hotel ballroom. Netflix was throwing a big New Year's party for all of their employees. To be honest, I was a little hesitant to come tonight. My show is fairly new to Netflix and it's not getting the kind of views they were hoping for.

I moved through the crowd, towards the refreshment table. I grabbed a glass of champagne and slowly took a sip. I gasped when someone bumped into me.

"I am so sorry."

As he apologized, he looked me up and down. I didn't bother holding back my smirk as I responded.

"You're lucky."

"Oh yeah?" He asked, matching my teasing. "And how so?"

"This is a very expensive dress," I said, trying to sound teasingly angry. "You're lucky you didn't spill that tall glass of champagne on me."

"You're right," he chuckled. "I would've felt horrible. I would've had no choice but to make it up to you."

"A part of me would've liked to see how you did that."

"You still can," he offered. I smirked when I got an idea. I took a step toward him and slowly looked him up and down.

"Maybe next time."

I turned on my heel and walked away. Of course I recognized the guy. He was Joe Keery, a.k.a. Steve Harrington. His show is what led Netflix to start writing and producing more shows.

Everyone in this room knows who the Stranger Things cast is. But it was too much fun acting like I didn't. He was getting. . . Cocky. And it was too much fun messing with him.

I spent the rest of the night talking to my castmates. Throughout the night, I continually found Joe watching me. Whenever I looked at him, he was already looking at me.

I looked over Matt's shoulder, hiding my smirk behind my glass of champagne when I saw Joe watching us.

"Something tells me you haven't told your actors I'm joining the family."

"What makes you say that?" Matt laughed.

"I had a lovely conversation with your dear Steve Harrington," I said, glancing at Joe before back to Matt. "I got the vibe that he didn't know who I was."

"Well," Matt sighed, "we went back and forth with Steve's story. We wanted his new love interest to be a surprise for the actors and the fans."

"Pretty sneaky," I laughed.

About an hour into the party, Joe finally walked back over.

"Hello, again."

"Hey," he smirked. "Are you enjoying your night?"

"I am," I nodded. "You?"

"Yes, I am," he agreed. I sighed, slightly surprised he was so bad at flirting.

"Did you need something, Harrington?"

I bit back my smirk when he looked at me surprised. "You know. . ."

"Yes," I laughed, "I know who you are. I'd have to live under a rock to not know the King of Hawkins High with great hair."

Joe's face turned pink as he reached up and ran his fingers through his hair. He cleared his throat, quickly pulling his hand out of his hair and shoving it in his pocket.

"Then I'm at a disadvantage," he chuckled. "You know me, but I don't know you."

"Let's keep it that way."

I started to walk away but he gently grabbed my wrist and pulled me back toward him.

"I am not letting you get away," he said softly. "Not again."

"Oh yeah?" I challenged.

Instead of responding, Joe led me onto the dance floor and I let him. We spent the next little while dancing. Soon, people started counting down.

10

"You know what they say," Joe whispered.

9

8

"And what do they say?" I smirked as he took a small step closer to me.

7

6

"On New Year's," he started to explain, "if you're not with anyone then you're supposed to kiss a stranger."

5

"Ah," I teased. "So are you offering?"

4

"It is tradition," he shrugged.

3

"Well, in that case," I chuckled, "then we have to."

2

"So, you're okay if I leaned down and kissed you?"

1

"We don't have a choice, Harrington," I whispered, taking a step toward him.

Happy New Year

Joe leaned down and hesitantly pressed his lips to mine. I was the one who deepened the kiss. We wrapped our arms around each other, both of us getting into the kiss. I soon realized we were getting a little too into it.

"Easy there, tiger," I smirked, breaking the kiss. "The tradition is a kiss at midnight. Not anything more."

"True," he smirked, pulling me closer. "But that kiss can lead to something."

I stood on my toes, pressing my forehead to his. Our lips were close enough to feel each other's breaths, but not close enough to kiss.

"Not tonight."

I smirked as I took a step back and turned on my heel, walking away from Joe Keery for the second time tonight.

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Joe's POV

"I'm sorry," Gaten sighed, "you flirted with her all night and yet, you never got her name?!"

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," I sighed.

"And you said she was unlike any girl you've been with," he laughed. "You're an idiot."

"Yeah," I mumbled, "I know."

"I'm still a little confused so let me get this straight," he smirked. "You meet a super sexy mysterious girl, flirt with her all night, even kiss her at midnight. But you don't get her name or her number. Nice going, Romeo."

I sat back as Gaten left my trailer. He stopped in the doorway and turned around with a soft look on his face.

"As much as I would love to torture you more with this," he sighed, "Matt and Ross want us to meet them on set. Apparently, there's a new cast member they want to introduce us to."

"New cast member?" I asked. "What role?"

"Rumor is," Gaten laughed, "the role involves you."

I followed him onto set and that's when I saw it. Her.

Reader's POV

I saw him before he saw me. He was following Gaten Matarazzo, a.k.a. Dustin Henderson. I wasn't sure why Matt and Ross were keeping me such a secret, but for some reason, they didn't want the others to know. I tried not to think about it too much.

"I would like you to meet Ms. Y/F/N Y/L/N," Matt introduced as I followed him toward the group of waiting actors.

The group turned around and my eyes instantly landed on Joe. I didn't bother to hide my smirk as Joe's eyes met mine and widened. Gaten hit his arm, but Joe didn't look away from me.

"Joe," he whispered.

"It's her," Joe said under his breath. Gaten smirked as he looked away from Joe and toward me. I knew exactly what he was up to.

"Who's this?" Gaten asked, looking between Joe and me.

"Y/N," I spoke up. "I play Y/C/N, Steve's new love interest."

"You're what?" Joe stuttered.

"I'm joining the cast of Stranger Things," I said, trying to hide my smirk. Joe cleared his throat, suddenly aware of everyone staring at us confused.

"Welcome aboard," he said, trying to act normal.

Matt and Ross went around, introducing me to people. The entire time, Joe kept his eyes on me.

"Why don't we show you around?" Matt offered. "Lunch should be on the way."

"Sounds good," I smiled. I sent one last glance to Joe before following Matt and Ross around set.

They showed me around Hawkins, Indiana as they reviewed my storyline and how it connects to Steve's and the rest of the characters' storylines. About half an hour later, Ross got a call.

"The food is ready," he said when he hung up his phone. "They're setting it up back where we introduced Y/N to the cast."

"Great," Matt laughed. "I'm starving."

"Me too," I chuckled. "I just need to use the restroom."

"It's right down the hall."

"Perfect. I'll meet you guys there."

After I finished, I washed my hands and started to leave the bathroom. I gasped when I opened the door, it almost hitting someone.

"Sorry," I started to say until I saw who it was. "Well, hello there, Harrington."

I gasped when he grabbed my hand, pulled me into his chest, and pressed his lips to mine. I smirked against his lips as I pulled us back into the bathroom. He kicked the door closed and leaned us against it. He broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily.

"Next time," he said between his heavy breaths, "give me your name."

#joe keery #joe keery imagines #joe keery x reader #joe keery POV #New Year's Eve #New Year's Eve fanfic

[xsturniellax]

If I don't get part three of "my small heart , for big love" I'm gonna be VERY sad

my small heart, for big love.

- part 3 -

fem!reader x matt/chris sturniolo

Summary: you and matt have been in dating for 3 months, it's coming up to be your 4 month anniversary. Something happens between you and Chris, will it change it your perspective?

Warnings/notes: fluff, angst, kissing, mentions of cheating, 1st person, anxiety, swearing, not proofread.

A/n: thank you for the request, I am enjoying writing this story so far!

Madi walks in with her bag, it's quite big for a 'few days'. She walks up to matts room quickly, like she needs to be with him.

"What are you doing, are you crazy?" Chris turns me around, and looks at me concerned.

"I know what I'm doing. If he's telling the truth, he won't do anything. And if he isn't... Well. I'm breaking up with him." I say, knowing every single detail of what I'm saying. A few months ago I'd still be in love with him, but knowing this side of Matt, it makes me sad and angry at him. And he'll always try and lie to make you guys still together, even if you know he's done something really bad.

*an hour or so later*

We're all sat in the living room, the TV playing Spongebob for Chris. Matt and madi are sat quite close together, and I'm sat with Nick. Chris is sat on the floor, fully engrossed with the episode.

"Who wants to play truth or dare?" Asks Nick, he nudges me to say yes.

"I'm in!" Madi goes, shuffling over to Nick.

"Sure." I say, waiting for everyone else.

"Mhm..." Matt says, sitting still where he is. Chris nods, still fixated on Spongebob.

"Okay! Y/n, truth or dare?" Nick asks me, with a mischievous smile.

"Hmm...truth." It's a safe option, I know Nick won't ask anything too personal.

"Okay, uhh... Would you date chris?" He asks, Chris turns his head and smiles at me, turning off the TV as if he's engrossed in me now.

"Yeah." I say it confidently. Matt's facial expression went from happy to jealous.

"Haha okay!" Nick says, looking at Chris and raises his eye brows.

"Truth or dare... Madi?" I ask her, hoping she chooses dare.

"Dare!" She says it happily, I have the perfect one in mind to tell her.

"I dare you to kiss matt." I look at both of them with a smirk, Matt looks angry at me and madi looks in love as always. Matt storms out and Nick yells at him 'it's just a dare pussy!' Madi goes up to go after him, but I shoot up and stop her, going after matt.

"Why the hell would you say that? You know it'll make things even more complicated! God." Matt shouts at me, expressing his words with his hands.

"I guess I wanted to see how IN LOVE madi is with you! I can see how she looks at you, and how you look at her! It's pretty obvious matt." I say to him, copying him with his hand gestures.

"I'm going inside." Matt says, not denying anything I said to him. I say and lean on the fence. I hear someone come through the door.

"What happened back there, jesus." Chris puts his arm round me, leaning on the fence aswell.

"I just told him what exactly is true!" I say, turning my head to look at him. I get lost in his looks once more, wishing I wish with him then Matt, wishing we kissed under the moonlight, wishing I said I love you to him...

"Are you still going to play with him a bit more?" Chris asks, looking at me then my lips. I kiss him.

"I'm sorry-" I say, going to the chairs on the other side and sit down. He follows me to the chair.

"It's okay, theres no need to worry." Chris holds my hand and shakes it.

*the next day*

Messages:

Y/n: please meet me at the beach at 10. be there.

??? : okay. ill be there.

I get dresses in a nice top and a flowy skirt. I head down stairs and go to the beach early. I watch the waves crash on the shore. The whole time I'm thinking about what's happened between me and Chris this week. The kisses, the hugs, holding hugs... But now it's time to talk.

"You wanted to talk with me?" He stand there with his hands in his pockets. He's wearing black cargos and a green jumper.

"Yeah... Listen, please." I say to him. Looking straight at him.

"I'm listening." He stands there and crosses his arms, waiting for what I'm about to say.

"Matt. I'm breaking up with you." I say to him confidently, this time I'm not breaking into tears like I would've done a few weeks ago.

"Oh, okay. Was that it?" Matt says, tilting his head for more information.

"'Okay?' Is that it? Why arent you arguing with me? We were in love. We were together for ages. And all I get is an okay?" I push him by his shoulders. He just stands there, his eyes are a little bit teary.

"I'm just not in love with you anymore. There's no feelings. I didn't mean to say 'I love you'. I'm going home... Bye... " Matt walks off, and I start to cry. At least I am free. I can kiss Chris whenever I want, wherever I want. I mean, I don't mind being Matt's friend, it's just going to take a while.

*an hour later*

I go home and smile at chris.

"I'm free! I broke up with Matt. He can have madi if he wants, and I'll have you if you want me back?" I look up at him, holding both of his hands.

"I'd like that." He smiles back and we share another kiss. I don't want anything romantic to happen between me and Matt again. I knew it was a mistake in the first place. But now, I'm with Chris.

"It's always been you... " I say to him, hugging onto him, never wanting it to end...

Thank you for reading 'my small heart, for big love'! Please dm me if you have any stories for me to write! Thats the end of the story, thank you :)

#the sturniolos #the sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #love

[lisadoduwuwow]

not a big fanfic or top of that✨

(sorry I don’t know what to call it lol🏃‍♀️💨) @purple-striped-shirt @cola-stripe

one day at Edd's house, Matt and Tom were doing their own thing as usual, they decided to stay at home without any incidents and so on, Edd was sitting on the couch and drinking his favorite cola, one day Edd heard the doorbell ring, Edd got up from the couch and I went to open the door and see who was there. Then Edd opened the door, he saw in front of him a tall girl in a mask, there was also a suitcase next to her, Edd was a little surprised when he saw this.

???: um...does Jon live here?

Edd: well, no, but of course who are you, do you know him?

???: well, I him-

Matt: Who's Edd?

Edd: well, some girl in a mask says Jon lives here?

After Edd’s words, the girl hesitated a little and couldn’t finish what she wanted to say. Then Matt started down the stairs and when he saw the girl behind Edd, surprise appeared on Matt’s face.

???: Wow Matt, I didn't expect you to be here, well hello long time no see!

Matt: Oh my God!? is this really you!? :0

???: well, who else, of course I’m Matt! ;)

Matt quickly ran up to the girl and found it as best he could.

Matt: You've changed so much, I wish Mark could see how much you've changed! :3

???: well that's for sure.

Edd: Matt, so you know him?

Tom: What’s all the noise you’re making, let me get some sleep already! >:(

*Tom said as he walked down the stairs*

Matt: oh and you're here too!

Matt: so guys, meet me, this is Leela, my old friend, we talked to her as children! :)

Leela: hi

Edd: oh nice to meet you Leela, I'm Edd and this is Tom! :)

Tom: Um, hi or what? :/

Leela: well, nice to meet you guys.

Matt: do you want to sit with us or are you going to leave?

Leela: Oh well Matt, I can't hang out with you, I'd love to hang out with you.

Leela: especially Matt, you yourself know that Jon is waiting for me.

Matt: oh I understand, but what if Jon is in the next house.

Leela: ok thanks, bye Matt! :)

Matt: Bye Leela! :D

Leela turned and walked towards the neighboring house and Matt, Tom and Edd left the house for a minute to follow Leela with their eyes (lol I don’t know what to call it XD)

edd: wait Matt, if she’s your friend, then how does she know Jon, didn’t she say something?

Matt: a-a-a... that's it, she's his older sister! :)

Tom: wait, what, his sister!?

Edd: what’s wrong with that, it’s cool to have a sister or brother! :D

Tom: Well, if I were you, I wouldn’t shout out like that -_-

they were about to go back inside the house when suddenly they heard John’s familiar scream, Tom already thought that this woman could harm Jon and quickly went back out into the street and saw an amazing sight. Jon is almost jumping with happiness and at the same time hugging Leela, and Leela is also hugging Jon back and at the same time laughing at Jon.

Leela: ok Jon that's enough! You're going to knock me off my feet! XD

Jon: ok sorry, I just didn’t expect you to come honestly! :D

Jon: you said that you would arrive in 2 weeks, didn’t you?

Leela: well, as you can see, I was released from my business trip earlier lol ;)

Leela: by the way, where is Mark, isn’t he at home?

Jon: well, he went shopping with Eduardo and left me at home

Jon: and I was thinking that we still have time to spend time somewhere, what do you think? :)

Leela: well I don't mind

Leela and Jon stopped hugging and went to the house, Tom, who was watching all this, was a little shocked, and Matt and Edd, who also watched all this, stood in Tom’s room.

Edd: Wow, they get along really well! :0

Matt: Yeah, they get along well before and now!

Tom: she’s kind of strange, I’m not used to it anymore.

Matt: don't worry about it, she might seem strange when you first meet

Matt: but if you get good with her then she can be a little so funny! :)

Tom: I really hope so.

Some time passed, it was almost dark outside and there were few people on the street, as usual he sat in his room and played his guitar (Susan), he thought about John’s sister who saw him today, Jon never said that he had sister or something like that, and he himself didn’t think about it and didn’t ask, although it seemed to him that Leela was too strange, he decided to leave the house for a minute to get some fresh air. Then he went out and felt a piece of fresh air, five minutes later he was about to go back into the house and heard a familiar voice, he quickly hid behind the fence and began to eavesdrop on what was happening there. It turned out that Leela and Jon were coming out of their neighbors’ house next door and they were talking about something.

Jon: Aren't you going to stay with us for the night? :(

Leela: Jon, you see that your friend, well.. I mean Eduardo..

Leela: not very happy to see me.

Jon: but where will you sleep then? >:[

Leela: ah.. this.. well, I’ll spend the night in a hotel for a while and then I’ll figure something out.

Leela: but don’t worry Jon, I’ll try to come to you again as soon as I can! ;)

Jon: ok, bye Leela have a nice evening! <D

Leela: same for you.

Jon walked back home and Leela watched him enter the house. Tom, who overheard all this, already wanted to go into the house too, but he heard Leela’s voice.

Leela: I know you're there, come out!

Tom had no choice but to get up and turned to face Leela who was standing on the other side of the fence.

Leela: so... so you're my brother's boyfriend if I'm not mistaken?

Tom: none of your business.

Leela: Wow, you're cocky

Tom: who even told you this?

Leela: well, Eduardo told me this, but what?

Then Tom heard the name and he frowned, this neighbor really infuriated him and for Tom his name became very annoying and Leela immediately noticed it.

Leela: but don't worry so much

Leela: I didn’t like him at first sight either, and he himself behaved strangely

Leela: you can read that you and I are even or something like that

Tom: well, that’s understandable, I’ll just ask you one question

Leela: just ask

Tom: it’s true that, well, you and John are brother and sister, I just didn’t understand from the first word

Tom: especially since you don’t even look alike

At this moment, Leela heard Tom's question, she frowned a little, Tom immediately noticed this and realized that Leela did not like what he said.

Leela: well, firstly, yes, I’m his sister, and secondly, he just looks like his mother, and I look like his father..

Tom: Yes, I understand, I guess I’ll go, goodbye.

Leela: stand.

Tom stopped abruptly and turned back to face Leela, Leela made a gesture with his hand for Tom to come closer to him, Tom was a little wary of approaching Leela, but still decided to approach. Then Tom approached Leela, she suddenly grabbed Tom by the jacket (I don’t know what to call it, sorry) Leela grabbed Tom so that he didn’t go anywhere.

Tom: what the hell are you doing, really!?

Leela: quietly.. I’m not killing you after all.

Leela: now listen to me here Tom, I understand you like Jon and he likes you.

Leela: but that doesn't mean you can spend a lot of time with him, my brother deserves someone better than you. And even if you can do this, I will probably approve of your relationship.

Leela: and that's all I said, did you understand me?

Tom: yes I understand, let the fuck go!?

Leela, hearing Tom, immediately obeyed and let him go, and for this Tom almost fell, since Leela was a little taller than Tom.

Leela: okay, I’ll go, otherwise it’s already dark enough, Oh, and what else.

Leela: please Tom, don’t cut John, I don’t like him then he’s sad for something or someone while Tom.

Tom just remained silent and watched Leela, unknown to him, in a direction that seemed difficult for him to find a common language with John’s sister.

(that's all for now, sorry for the lack of art since I'm a lazy ass lol🏃‍♀️💨)

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