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sanjisblackasswife · 11 months

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ℕ𝕚𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕤 ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎 𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥

ʙʟᴋ!ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Aftercare with Nico (this is if you’re his S/O and not a …yk…hooker.) He will grab a wet towel and wipe you up. He prefers taking a bath after waking up, he enjoys those intimate moments with you the most.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I HC Nico thinks he is attractive as well, but not as open about it as Worick. That being said he doesn’t have a biased to any part of him.

He is a ass/thigh man for life. Loves yours so much, since he relies on his hands a lot to speak to you he usually touches either of them to get your attention.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

When he cums it’s always A LOT and it fills you to the BRIM. He issss a bit of a freak, when he cums inside you he pulls out sometimes to let it pour on your ass and sometimes it stirs him up again to fuck you from the back. The way how your ass is all shiny and wet and BOUNCING literally drives him insane.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He recorded you both one time. He knew he wasn’t going to see you for a while since him and Worick we’re going to be busy and he knew on some lonely night he’d miss you so…to this day he kept the pretty video of your being fucked dumb in his other phone, safe and locked away. He’ll tell you about it. Eventually.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Nico is in his late 30s and he canonically has fucked before so he has plenty of experience. He knows how to properly use the vibrations of your throat and body language to know if he’s doing the right thing even if he’s deaf.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He loveesssss the matting press and reverse cowgirl, 100%. He loves being used by you even though he would never tell you. See your cute plush body smack against his almost makes him wish he could hear the slutty noises accompanied with it.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can unintentionally funny with his faces. Though he doesn’t like to speak when having sex he loves to tease you through his hands gestures when you do something silly

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

More shaven than Worick, but still hairy. He trims whatever starts to feel itchy . Sometimes he’d ask you to shave his jewels for him.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s a grumpy teddy bear so when you both finally made it official you both were dating he took it slow this time. So yes, he can be romantic when it counts. Missionary was the main position for the night, he love back-shots but seeing your face contort in pleasure right after pulling away from a deepened kiss.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Just as much as an average guy. He likes to do it late night hours or in the shower when you both are apart. If he were single it would still be the same amount

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He doesn’t have many kinks, however he is open to try some.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a more private guy so your room or the bathroom will always do it for him. However, sometimes when he sees you laying so casually on the couch with his (Worick’s) shirt on you may be indulged into some sex on the couch.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

When you “tell” Nico what you want. Like I said he loves to be used by you, but he also loves when you turn the tables and demand what you want from him. Just a simple touch of his pants will have him ready to go.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won’t do any physical harm to your face, like slapping or spitting on it, definitely won’t piss on you, and he sure as hell isn’t into a lot of weird kinks like race/age play. Out of the question

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

A munch. He can’t hear you but he enjoys feelings your thighs damn near suffocate him when his tongue reaches your sweet spot.

He loves to have you sit on his face no matter how much you weigh. He also doesn’t care if you have hair either, he kind of prefers a woman with such.

He doesn’t mind you getting on your knees to help him blow off some steam though. Your pretty little mouth struggling to take him all in. Feeling your throat gag on his size leaves a very devious smirk on his face.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Really depends on his mood. If he’s irritated he goes rougher, but overral his default is a pretty average a steady pace. He has taught you in ASL to sign when you want it faster, deeper, slower, softer so all you have to do is tap his shoulder three times and he will look up to see what you want.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Hates quickies so much. Mostly because he likes to take his time to really pleasure you both. He loves seeing you and he barely gets to so quickies aren’t something he is a fan of.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As for different positions, and like kinks to try he’s open, but will seem reluctant if you don’t completely educate him on it. He doesn’t want to be tricked into doing anything that’s in his “No” list and if you do trick him he’ll probably never forgive himself or you for doing it.

As for anything else, the only risk he’ll take is getting caught by Worick (again). But Nico would get so irritated the rest of the day if anybody else were to catch you both in the act.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can last quite long if you can hold out for him. Average sex night is around 45 minutes to and hour and that’s not including foreplay. He can take small breaks in between as well which consist of giving you small love bites and kisses all over your body before going back inside you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t have an interest in toys. If you want them, sure, but he doesn’t care to own em. ONLY if they are used on you not him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

A WHOLE LOT. And he always uses his “I couldn’t hear you” excuse when he has done nothing but edge you with his face tongue and fingers for 20 minutes. He gets a kick out of it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He can grunt and moan of course. You hear the small noises when you ride him but unfortunately he cannot moan your name. He think he’d sound weird if he did since he can’t hear himself.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He’s really good at video games. He is an absolute beast when it comes to fighting multiplayers like Street Fighter, Mortal Kombat, and Super Smash. Worick swears he is cheating somehow.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He has more girth than length he is around 6.8 inches, light brown tip, trimmed, uncut, and has 2 very thick veins. It’s so pretty :(

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s not a feind but he will be willing to fuck whenever you are. As long as he isn’t busy he is more than ready to make u a wet mess under him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He actually doesn’t go to sleep right after sex MOST of the time. Usually he has to be up to get ready for a job or he is stuck in his thoughts. If you fell asleep right after he will hold you for a moment and watch you sleep, sometimes looking and admiring how beautiful you are under the moon light. If only you could hear the thoughts he had about you in his head when he looks at you.

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astronomysturniolos · 1 month

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his frat boy era will forever hold me in a chokehold

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solarsturniolo · 1 month

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can you do texts with bf!chris please?

Texts with Bf!Chris

Warnings: cursing / sexual innuendos / i think that’s pretty much it

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sturniolosass · 2 months

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I JUST KNOW THIS MAN A BED GRIPPER!! LIKE HE GONE BREAK SOME GIRLS BED EDWARD CULLEN STYLE 🥴!!

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greatooglymooglyyy · 2 months

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Trust Me (M. Sturniolo)

chris version?, masterlist

contains: angst, verbal arguing, trust issues, accusations of cheating, make up sex, smut (soft!dom matt), a bit of fluff

a/n: yikes. i don't even know what to say. bone apple teeth.

“Are we really going to argue about this?”

I pause the motions of washing my face to glare at him through my phone. “Yes, Matt. We’re really going to argue about you hanging out with an ex-fling.”

He sighs and readjusts his hold on his phone. “We’re going in circles. I told you I’m not ‘hanging out’ with her. It’s a business collab.”

“Blah, blah, blah.” I mock childishly and Matt cocks his head. I know he’s confused at my sudden surge of pettiness and honestly so am I. I mean, we’ve barely argued at all in the last six months we’ve been together. But, something about this situation is stirring up old insecurities in me and I can’t help lashing out.

“If it’s really just work, why are you just now telling me about it?” I ask as I pick up the phone and walk back to my bedroom, plopping down on the bed.

“My bad, I didn’t know I was on a leash. I didn’t have to tell you about it at all. I called you out of respect when I found out she was coming.” He answers roughly. I’m about to respond when I hear his brothers calling his name.

“I’ll come over when we’re done and we can talk about it face-to-face, okay?” Matt says, softening his tone.

I don’t even reply. I just scoff and end the call, throwing my phone off the bed. I see the screen light up with a message from him but I don’t pick it up. Instead, I head into my living room to spend the day watching the only man who’s never let me down: Stiles Stilinski.

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I must have fallen asleep somewhere around season three because I wake up to Void Stiles and someone banging on my door. Walking over and staring through the peephole, I’m unsurprised to see Matt standing there looking pissed.

I open the door slightly, peeking my head through the hole. “Wrong house.” But he just rolls his eyes, seemingly unimpressed.

“So we hang up in each other’s faces now, right?” He says as he pushes the door open wider and steps inside my apartment.

Sighing, I close the door and lock it, turning to lean against it with my arms crossed. “Oh, you remembered I exist? Only,” I mime checking the time. “three hours later. How was she? Was it good?”

Matt tilts his head and stares at me for a second, his eyes hardening, before he chuckles darkly and shakes his head. “You have me so fucked up today. Accuse me of cheating one more time.”

“If you want to be single, do that. In love or not, you’re just a man. You’re not the only dick-”

Matt cuts in, his face deadly serious again. “Y/N, who the fuck do you think you’re talking to? Stop playing with me.”

His expression tells me I’m going too far, but the anger burning inside of my chest won’t let me back down.

I walk closer to him, stepping into his space “I’ve been there, done that with all the bullshit, Matt.”

“And I’m not them.” He snaps, ducking his face inches from mine. “I’m not stupid and I haven’t done anything to make you not trust me.”

Despite my best efforts, my eyes start to water and I look away. He’s right. I can’t punish him for someone else’s mistakes. I walk away and let myself fall backward onto my couch. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, my arm flung across my eyes.

Matt comes over, pulling off the back pillows so he can crawl on top of me. He moves my arm from my face and adjusts me so I’m looking at him. “I’m not going to cheat on you.”

“I know,” I admit, blinking back my tears at how stupid I feel.

Matt wipes the corners of my eyes and turns my face with his fingertips so he can kiss my jawline. “You’re the only one I want.”

“Even though I have trust issues?” I ask breathlessly as he moves his lips down my neck, the proof of his want hardening against my thigh.

He shrugs, sliding his hands under my shirt and gripping my sides. “I’ll fix them.”

I nudge him so he’ll look at me and wrap my arms around his neck to pull him to me. Tangling my hands in his hair, I press tiny chaste kisses to his lips. He lets me have my way for a few minutes but gets frustrated and takes control, kissing me harder and sweeping his tongue into my mouth.

I grind my hips up against his, needing friction, and he groans. Removing an arm from his neck, I reach down and unbuckle his belt, reaching into his boxers. Matt moans my name against my neck and begins thrusting into my hand slowly. He sits up slightly, pushes my sleeping shorts to the side, and plunges in his middle finger.

I gasp when his cold ring brushes my clit and lean my head on his shoulder.

He adds another finger, using his other hand to hold my legs open when I try to squeeze them closed. He reaches down and stops my hand movements, clearly getting too close, before leaning back down to place kisses on my face.

Matt adds pressure to my clit, laughing when I push against his shoulders. “You’re so fucking wet for me already, pretty girl.”

I moan out his name as an answer and he picks up the pace, curling his fingers to brush my g spot. He keeps up his pace even when I tell him I’m coming, his thumb rubbing circles as I ride out my orgasm. When I come down, he pulls out his fingers and wipes them carelessly on his jeans as he stands up.

“Get on your knees.” He tells me as he kicks off his pants and boxers. I slide off the couch, following his instructions, and face him, assuming he wants head. But when I reach for him, he shakes his head. “Bend over the coffee table.”

I raise my eyebrow slightly but do as he says, bracing my hands on the frame.

Matt kneels behind me and nudges my knees farther apart. He swipes my hair to one side so he can kiss my neck as he lines himself up, grunting quietly as he enters me.

He gives me a second to adjust when he bottoms out, beginning to thrust when I start to squirm. He pulls back as far as he can and slams back into me, pushing me into the table. I gasp, looking back, but he only smirks, leaning down to lightly nip at my shoulder. He continues his rough strokes, his hand digging into my hip.

Fighting for control, I meet his thrusts, pushing my hips back into him, until he braces a hand on my back and pushes me down.

I give up and I press my face into the cool glass, moaning loudly, as he hammers into me. Matt moves his other hand up to the back of my head, lacing his fingers through and tugging gently. “My girl.” He breathes out, the soft tone of his voice contrasting his rough thrusts.

“Please, Matt,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut as I feel my body tightening up.

“Come all over me, baby.” He says, pulling me up and pressing my back into his chest while he thrusts up. My body melts against his, and I unravel around him. I shudder when he continues thrusting, his hand coming up to circle my oversensitive clit.

It’s too much but when I try to wiggle away, he pulls out and stands, yanking me up with him. He leads me back to the sofa and bends me over the arm of it before sliding inside of me again.

He grips both of my hips, using them as leverage as he pounds himself into me. I can’t believe how much he’s stretching me, the tip of his dick kissing my cervix as he thrusts.

He brings his hand up and covers my mouth, shushing me, which must mean I’m being too loud. But I can’t think of anything besides the way he feels inside of me.

I can tell when he gets close because his thrusts become sloppier and he starts moaning out my name. He pushes inside of me as deep as he can and comes, dropping his head onto my back.

We both try to catch our breath for a second before he pulls out of me slowly and points me toward the bathroom. “You can go first.”

When we both have cleaned up, he comes back over to where I’m sitting on the couch and squats down. His eyes are kind and sweet as he takes my hand and brings it to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to it. “Shower?”

He lets me get in first and I flinch at the cold ass water he’s set it to, turning up the heat. Matt hisses as he follows me in, leaning past me to turn it down. “Are you trying to boil us alive? That shit is proof that you’re a demon.”

I laugh at his dramatics as he grabs my soap and lathers up the loofah. He scrubs my arms gently before spinning me so he can get my back.

When he's done, he pulls me into his chest and I lean my head back, the feeling of his skin against mine like ecstasy.

“Do you know how much I love you?” He says, his voice grating across my ear before he places a kiss behind it.

I turn and smile at him, adoration flooding my body. “I think I’m starting to.”

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delusionalsturniologirl · 3 months

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chris x fem!reader tweets with the sturniolos (part 2)

author’s note: highly anticipated (????) part 2!! this is genuinely so funny to make like… i be giggling at my own shit… (someone slap me)

warnings: mentions of sex 😻💀

(part 1)

do y'all want a part 3???

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dazednmatthews · 13 days

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number neighbor!matt x reader: semi face to face (part four point five)

the thrum of the facetime ring had y/n very rightfully shitting bricks.

it wasn’t that she was scared of matt, nor would she ever let him know what she really thought of him, but the thought of finally talking to him semi-face to face was something that sent a weird hum through her veins.

they’d been talking for close to three weeks now, annoying him becoming a quintessential part of her days. she wouldn’t admit it to him, but she liked matt. as a friend. he was funny, and despite what she constantly told him, he wasn’t boring at all. she would have stopped trying a long time ago if he was.

on the third ring, matt picks up. the lighting in his room is warm, pale yellow filling her screen. the motherfucker is laid in bed, shirtless of course, hair fluffy and curling into his eyes.

it makes her sick to her god damn stomach the way the silver chain sits on his collarbones. and the way she can see stubble aligning his jaw. and the way the blanket just barely covers his chest. she wants to hang up.

she’d lost her ability to speak suddenly, so when matt raises an eyebrow, she knows he’s about to start something with her. “hello?” he draws out the ‘o’. “are you going to say something or am i gonna talk to myself during this?”

it’s enough to snap her out of whatever the fuck trance he had her in. “it’s been twenty seven seconds and i already wanna hang up.”

he smirks slightly, “i think that’s a lie.”

“whatever,” she grumbles. “why don’t you have any clothes on? classless.”

“i have pants on. wanna see?” y/n holds her hand up to the camera, flipping her middle finger. matt laughs. it’s a nice laugh. oh fuck. “am i distracting you?”

“i will hang up if you start this shit again.”

“fine, fine.” matt sits up slightly, angling the camera more on his face. he leans forward, eyebrows furrowed. “let me see your room.”

y/n is sitting at her desk, avoiding open makeup bottles and random pens strewn about. she shrugs, flipping the camera. her room is filled to the brim with things. her walls are covered in posters; from her favorite horror movies and icons and just films in general to her favorite musicians. she even has a funny minion poster in the corner that her best friend got her for a gag gift. she loves it just the same though.

“other than that fucking minion poster,” matt rolls his eyes. “you kind of have good taste.”

she scoffs. “kind of? bye. my taste is impeccable.”

matt eyes the poster right next to her closet door. “you like mac miller?”

she nods fondly. “he’s one of my favorite artists.”

something in his voice changes. “me too.”

“you wanna be me so damn bad. it’s flattering.”

it’s matt’s turn to scoff. “i actually couldn’t think of anything worse.”

y/n ignores him, giving him the full tour. she shows him the extent of her cd collection, which he of course, has something to say about all the disney channel soundtracks. she simply states that, “good music knows no bounds. it’s not my fault shake it up had the best ghost writers.” and yeah, matt does laugh at that.

she shows him the various pieces of art her sister has drawn her, which he’s actually really loves. they bicker about whether or not astrology is real, again, when she shows him her crystal collection. predictably, it ends up with her calling him a bastard and him telling her she’s insane a thousand times.

when she gets to her book case, he looks surprised. “you read?” his eyes are scanning the screen. “those are all yours?”

y/n’s face twists at the borderline insult. “are you calling me fucking stupid or something?”

“no!” he sounds kind of frantic. “i didn’t mean it like that. i just meant i didn’t know you enjoyed books like that.”

she shrugs, flipping the camera back to her and sitting back at her desk. “there’s a lot you don’t know about me, matt.”

she pretends to find something interesting in her reflection, not seeing matt’s eyes turn slightly soft. “yeah. i see.”

when it’s his turn to show his room, y/n’s surprised at how clean it is. there’s a bed and a desk with a monitor, headphones next to the keyboard. his bed is big and looks comfy, dark red silk sheets on it. it makes something in her stomach flip. she tells it to shut the hell up.

she teases him for the few stuffed animals he has on his bed. “aww, matt. you big softie.”

“yeah, yeah, what the fuck ever. they’re cute.”

“mr. tough guy, making room on his bed for his plushies. adorable.”

“go to hell, y/n.”

there’s not really much else in there but a couple framed pictures, so it’s over pretty quick. and when it is, something weird happens. the two sit on the phone, for hours. they talk about any and everything, bicker about the same things and tell each other more about themselves. y/n learns that he has the cutest little dog named trevor, he also likes to read from time to time and that he’s obsessed with watching tv.

she tells him about her parents and how they aren’t as close anymore, her siblings and how she wishes she could see them more and that she has an unhealthy attachment to word searches.

it’s nice, she decides.

it only ends when there’s a bang at matt’s door, followed by it flinging open. “matt, can you take me to the gas station? i want twizzlers.” one of his brothers says.

the other one flops down next to him on his bed, poking matt in the stomach. “i need chips in my system, like now.”

matt closes his eyes and sighs. “you both are so fucking annoying.” he turns to the side. “i’m on the god damn phone.”

the middle one in that one picture matt sent, chris she thinks, pokes his head into the frame. “oh shit, is that the girl that you’ve been texting?”

the other triplet, nick, let’s out a laugh. “you mean the one he never shuts the fuck up about-“ and suddenly the audio is cut off and matt is out of his bed.

y/n is taken aback by the statement. matt talks about her to his brothers? she would definitely be putting that in her back pocket for later.

she watches matt leave his own room and hears the sound come back. “i’ve gotta go, y/n. they’ll only get more annoying and i don’t feel like cleaning up a crime scene if i kill them.”

she smiles in amusement. “that’s fine, i should probably finish my laundry anyway.”

there’s a moment of silence and then she can hear the smirk in his voice way before she sees it. “yeah i noticed. do you wash that pair of lacy black underwear on your floor on delicate or regu-“

“goodbye, matthew!”

her face heats up as she presses the end call button, cutting off his maniacal laughter.

as y/n sits in silence for a second after he’s gone, she wonders if matt felt the shift between them just as much as she did.

a/n: yes the inspo is the still of matt from the new tiktok cause that shit got me soooo bad. anyway hope you guys liked this!

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inkyray · 20 hours

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Heyaaah! Sup? 😃

How about you do a fic or headcanon about Chris, whose love language is physical touch, and the reader loves it when he touches them? You could make it fluff or smutty or a mix of both - your wish!

🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

a/n: first time writing headcanons, kinda nervy 🙈

warnings/content ahead: suggestive, smut, mentions of fingering, fluff, my first time writing a headcannon idk, not in a particular order, the fluff and smut r just kinda thrown alongside each other, lmk if i should add or change anything

TOUCHY!CHRIS HEADCANONS

touchy!chris, who chooses your bed over his every night, laying his head on your chest as he rubs gentle circles under your shirt, feeling the softness of your skin.

touchy!chris, who refuses to go to sleep without you, unable to sleep without the physical contact of you against his body.

touchy!chris, who's a sucker for movie cuddles, massaging your thigh as you lean onto him, your head resting on his chest as he drapes a large arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to him with a hand that rests on the dip of your waist. his heart secretly beating faster than he'd like, praying you couldn't here it's thump although you were together.

touchy!chris, who would kill for more of your head massages. your fingers tangled in his hair as they slid past his scalp, untangling any knots as he closed his eyes in pleasure, practically falling asleep with his head between your thighs as he used both of them as a neck pillow.

touchy!chris, who would catch your mouth off guard, giving you a quick peck on the lips in front of everyone. not because he wanted to show off, but because he was genuinely aching for a reminder of the feeling of your lips onto his.

touchy!chris, whose heart would skip a beat everytime you laid tiredly on top of him in the morning, applying gentle kisses on his neck, the feeling of soft serenity resting in his stomach as your scent engulfed him.

touchy!chris, who was obsessed with your signature scent, loving the way his pillow would smell after you'd spend the night, sneaking a quick whiff from it when you were gone.

touchy!chris, who loved playing with the strands of your hair no matter where you went, at restaurants, at parties, at hang outs. he would allow his fingers to pull on a strand of your hair, watching the curl bounce back up again when letting go, repeating the action.

touchy!chris, who didn't like to admit he liked the corny PDA shit, who would constantly hold onto your hand when you went outside and let his thumb brush over your knuckles, analyzing just how perfectly your hand fit in his.

touchy!chris, who would insist on going grocery shopping with you, yet panics when you'd leave his side for an instant, like losing a child at a park. which would happen one too many times, he would hook his fingers on the waistband of your pants and drag you closer to him. "chris, i need to get toothpaste." you would sigh. the grip his fingers had on your belt loop didn't release. "let's go get toothpaste, then." he would answer, letting himself trail behind you with his fingers secured onto your belt loop.

touchy!chris, who would share his lollipop with you, letting you try the cherry flavor that was just in his mouth.

touchy!chris, who manspread on his couch when you'd walk by, hoping you'd take the hint and straddle him.

touchy!chris, who loved to cup your ass when making out, feeling how full you were in his grasp as he'd knead it, unapologetically gripping onto it

touchy!chris, who was open about his love for cowgirl, loving the way your tits would bounce in face as you fucked yourself on top of him.

touchy!chris, who wouldn't miss the opportunity to slap you on the ass when he'd walk past, a small smirk of a warning on his face before he does it.

touchy!chris, who would stand behind you as you made dinner, hugging you from behind as he made unnecessary comments about how he's pretty sure a boner is forming.

touchy!chris, who loves to leave his marks on you, leaving splotchy hickeys on your neck, tits, thighs, collarbones, jaw. once he found a new spot to give you a bruise, they would practically become permanent, the moment they'd fade away he'd replace them with new ones.

touchy!chris, who loves to eat you out, doing it for him, not you. loving the way your moans would erupt, the way you'd grind your hips into him as he sucked on your bud, licking your glistening folds from your previous orgasm.

touchy!chris, who would be in the middle of doing anything before suddenly pulling you to the side and giving you a quickie, cus he felt like it (how silly)

touchy!chris, who would always be the one to suggest riding his face, when a contradicting opinion would form between you two, he'd jump at the excuse of you riding his face to solve it. "you're wrong!" you rolled your eyes. "fine, if you're so right, ride my face then!" he folds his arms like a child who was trying to prove a point. a few seconds pass. "ride your face?" "yep. if you're so sure about what you're saying, prove it and ride my face." he shrugs. "you want me to prove it while riding your face?"

touchy!chris, who would genuinely start tweaking if you weren't by his side. he needed you always, like his life size fidget toy.

touchy!chris, who would insist that you sit on his lap as he played fortnite.

touchy!chris, who would immediately neglect the game and bend you over his desk, fucking you senseless.

touchy!chris, who loved to pull on your hair, no matter the situation.

touchy!chris, who would genuinely worry when you say your back is hurting, immediately offering to give you massages and foot rubs.

touchy!chris, who got your initials painted onto his nails, using the two fingers to pump in and out of you.

touchy!chris, who was a mastermind at overstimulating you until you were out of breath and practically on your knees begging, even then he would continue to steal your orgasms.

touchy!chris, who would hop in the shower with you, whether you asked him to or not, casually cleaning himself and then you, pressing the loofa full of soap on you and down your back before looking at you and raising an eyebrow, "what?" he wonders, you don't say anything. he's acting as if he didn't just lift your arms to scrub your sides for you. "your tits look great dripping wet by the way, gives you this dangerous siren-esque look–" "shut the fuck up, chris." "got it."

(matt's version)

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christhopersturniolo · 2 months

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୨ CHRIS HEADCANONS ୧

summary: how I think It would be to date chris.

warnings: none.

notes: this is the first time doing headcanons. If you disagree with anything, let me know your opinion in the comments! also english is not my native language.

this was a request!

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SLEEP - If you two ever go to sleep mad at each other, you can be sure you are going to wake up with Chris cuddling you.

PET NAMES - In public he always act like he doesn’t like pet names, but he loves when you call him ‘my sweet boy’ or ‘my big baby’

JOKES - He slaps your ass and starts running while laughing, like it was the funniest joke ever.

FACE TIME - He loves facetiming you, he would do anything for you to not end the call, even if you aren’t talking.

PASSWORDS - You know all of his passwords, not cause you asked for it, chris simply gave it to you, because he wants you to feel secure and trusted.

HANDS - His hands are always touching you. Your hair, your neck, your thighs, but specially your hands. You can be sure he will never let go of your hands.

NIGHT TIME - Before going to sleep, chris doesn’t stop yapping for a second, even when you are sleepy or not listening to him. He loves to talk, trying to keep you awake for as long as possible until you completely stop answering him.

TALK - Chris is the type of boyfriend that would just admire you while you talk.

PERIOD - He does anything for you when you are on your period, he buys you painkillers, candies and anything you ask for. Also, he will rub your lower stomach, trying his best to make you feel better.

TRUST - He trusts you the most. He knows you could never cheat on him, but when he gets a bit insecure, he will just wrap his arms around your waist, and bury his head on the crook of your neck, without any explanation. But you always know when something is off.

“Love.. Can you please tell me what’s wrong?” I try to lift his head, but he doesn’t let me.

“Nothings wrong.. I’m fine..” He whispers.

OUT - Chris makes sure you're never left out, especially when you're with his friend group. He always tries to get you to talk. Constantly checking if you are okay.

He turns to you “You okay?” He asks, grabbing your hand and kissing it.

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taglist: @daddyslilchickenfingers2 @annamcdonalds67 @lilo7sworld @thebottledwatersupplier @orangelala

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matt444nixi · 2 months

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IF YOU DON’T LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK IM GONNA KILL MYSELF. TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF RIGHT NOWWWW. I’LL PULL THE TRIGGER.

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo headcanon #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolos #matthew sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #he’s so cute i just wanna suck his dick

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byechristopher · 6 months

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pleaseee do headcanons of being friends w benefits w chris (both being in love) 🙏🏻

Friends with Benefits.

– CHRIS STURNIOLO HEADCANONS.

Author's note: you ask so you receive. Thanks for the request, love! I hope you all enjoy. Don't copy/steal my work. :)

Warnings: well, not full on smut but will definitely be suggestive. Minors dni!

Chris is definitely the type of guy that makes the first move and suggests that you should be friends with benefits.

100% tries to act cool first, but he becomes obsessed with you v e r y quickly.

T o u c h y. All the damn time. Even in front of his friends, his family. He doesn't care.

He is the guy to tell you "I don't want anything serious" and then have you in his arms 24/7.

Giving you lovey-dovey nicknames all the time.

Scared of commitment, so when he does fall in love with you, he won't admit it to himself – "it'll go away", he thinks.

Dirty jokes in front of everyone, as if you two weren't obvious already.

He gets jealous every 10 minutes. He won't say it but he'll always have an arm wrapped around your waist when you're outside. Or leave hickeys all over you, saying "sorry, it wasn't on purpose". Or glare at other guys for even being near you.

Secret kisses everywhere.

He secretly loves when you wear his clothes. To the point where, when you don't, he gets all grumpy. It's a little funny.

He's also very possessive during sex. He's the type that says, "you're mine" or "I only want you" while you're doing it, but will never say it normally.

At first, he would force himself to just get up and do something else after you two were done, but now he's fully into aftercare.

Aftercare. He makes sure you're comfortable, he kisses you everywhere, he keeps you in his arms and he convinces you both that this is just what friends with benefits do.

He stays up at night sometimes just to look at you.

He loves it when you play with his hair, when you massage his head. That's his aftercare.

I think he'd be devastated if he ever saw you with another guy, even though he doesn't admit it. He's lucky you feel the same way about him.

You two have inside jokes and things people will never understand – Chris makes sure no one else will ever understand. It's special for you two.

You're both "goodnight, I love you" texters and think it's s o normal for friends with benefits.

When Chris doesn't get his goodnight message, he won't talk to you ever again (all it takes is literally two kisses and a whine).

Matching socks.

You two never mention previous relationships. Chris also suggested that you two should not flirt/hook-up with anyone else. You said yes. Immediately.

He will try to avoid any kind of conversation that implies you two are more of a couple than friends with benefits. He's scared of losing you and rejection, so he thinks friends with benefits is the only way to have you. So he'll take it.

Most of the time, he makes love to you rather than just having sex. You think it's weird but you're head over heels for him so, you'll take it.

I feel like you'll probably be the one who actually takes that whole situationship to the next level – you'd either confess first, or he would accidentally confess to you when he's drunk texting or something. He won't risk losing you, that's why.

When you do confess to him, he will make it official a s a p.

That was it, beautiful people. Hope you enjoyed. x

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astronomysturniolos · 2 months

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texts w fwb chris pt 1

warnings: mention of sex, arguing.

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anna speaks: fun fact that pic is actually me (it rlly is that’s why it’s blurred so kinda face reveal if u squint and tilt ur head at a 40 degree angle🤗🤗)

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solarsturniolo · 2 months

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Texts with Best Friend!Chris pt 4

Warnings: cursing / suggestive jokes

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sturniolosass · 2 months

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Quiet. - Matt Sturniolo

Summary: You and Matt are bored of the movie you’re watching and a few things go down… including the bed frame being broken

-based on this post i made a few days back..

Warnings: smut, swearing, choking, biting, Dom!Matt, Sub!reader…etc.

You and Matt had been together for a while now, around seven months to be exact.

Tonight Matt had decided to invite you over something you’re always down for. But as of now you we being somewhat ignored while he played a couple games of fortnite with his friends.. Chris included, Unfortunately I couldn’t help but become more and more bored by the second… wishing he’d get off the game and give me more attention.. Something I felt too bad to admit considering he’s always getting off the game when I’m around… Eventually (after 2 hours) I got fed up with just sitting around in the background so I decide to grab a extra chair from the Dinning area and sit next to him

Upon sitting the chair down Matt looks up at me and smiles.. only a quick glance so he could assess my facial movement hoping I wasn’t as mad as I seemed.. I just look at the screen..

After around 5 minutes i start to focus on the way his hands are moving.. super fast.. over the keys he pressed so delicately, it turned me on, fast.. “shut the fuck up pussy” Matt shouts at a player he killed.. I could slowly feel my pink underwear get soaked, an extra large T shirt Matt had given me keeping me from staining the chair..I slowly run my hands down to my underwear to check if i’ve made a mess on the chair, hoping Matt doesn’t catch me when my hands between my legs.. I remove my hand quickly after realizing I’ve made a nice sized puddle on the seat running to my bag I grab a clean pair of underwear and rush out to the bathroom.. Not even thinking of the puddle on the chair..

I return from the bathroom and am immediately greeted with darkness.. I was confused for a second until i hear Matt, “come over here” he speak from his bed in the darkness.. “Did you get off the game? why is it dark.” i ask still confused.. “just come here” he spouts. I climb in the bed with my two knees, immediately sweep off them and laid flat on the mattress.. Matt above me with my wrists pined down with his hands.. “you made a huge mess on my chair..” He spoke leaning down directly in my ear.. “ how am i supposed to clean that” he added

“i didn’t mean to..” i spoke… “he turns his head.. “hmm what was it? what got you all worked up” he asks one hand trailing down my stomach to reach for my pussy… “i-it was.. you playing the game.. well—your fingers specifically.. they really made me hot..” i reply lightheaded.. “is that so? what about them?” he asked pushing his hands in my underwear slowly “was it? my hand on the mouse or the keys? or was it how fast you correlated it to me holding you down and rubbing your pussy” he questioned hand reaching my hole, eventually diving in with two fingers.. I couldn’t reply, too stunned to speak as he pushed his fingers further lathering them up in my juices, he pulls his hand out sucking both fingers.. pulling my underwear down from underneath me..

Kissing down my stomach as he yanked them down.. arriving at my area placing a soft kiss almost as a sign of respect due to the fact that he’s about to devour the poor thing.. Face immediately digging in causing me to spur a few profanities “oh fu-shit- Matt” i moaned, as his tongue run up and down on my clit, sucking and slobbering all over it.. “please Matt” i beg, worried I’d make a even bigger mess than before on the chair.. He just continues to eat me out, licking in somewhat of a figure eight formation.. moaning in between every one of my moans..

Coming closer to my climax i can’t help but grab his head pushing him deeper in my ocean, tongue diving deeper than the titanic, as i begin to orgasm i start to cream, him sliding two fingers in and out of me as his tongue does the two step on my flit sends me into over drive.. In less than two minutes I’m finishing, him still pumping two fingers in and out as he smiles up at me, gorgeous blue eyes staring in my soul

Rising over me and pulling my legs down he looks me in my eyes causing me to get more wet by the minute. He leans down closer to my neck kissing down to my collar bones, “Matthew please just fuck me” I beg not being able to take his soft lips kissing all over me.. wanting for him to just be inside me already.. “i’m going as fast as i can love..be patient.” he speaks finally making it to my nipple, sucking it him between his teeth immediately, rolling his tongue around it like a lollipop, he then grabs my waist pulling himself down closer to me.. his warm body hovering over me.. he releases my nipple “are you ready love?” he asks staring up at me from my boobs “yes matt please! i-I need you!” i beg in to which he pulls his pants down his ankles and off his legs.. He positions himself to my hole, mesmerized by the juices flowing out. “ok” he smiles and slides in for the first thrust, his hands gripping his headboard above me, “aghh-Ma-you’re so big oh my-“ i moan feeling every inch of him enter me.. being shadowed by his arm hanging from the bedpost.

He continues to thrust deeper and deeper in me, brushing that spot each time “oh f-fu-Matt” i stammer. “look at me?” he tells “huh” i react unable to keep my eyes open.. “look at me, i wanna see you cum, i wanna be the last time you think of when you climax” he asks thrusting in and out in such a quick pace.. eventually i hear a crack.. unbothered by it he continues to stroke deep gripping the bed frame tighter and tighter with each thrust, becoming deeper and deeper with each stroke..

“FUCK” he moans almost as a shout.. “ouu- matthew..fuck me..goodness” a few moans utter from my breathless mouth.. I can feel myself arching my back as i let my orgasm take over me. “MATT-fuck” i scream in to which he grabs my face preventing me from screaming any louder.. I can feel him begin to increase his pace looking in my eyes “yeah, i know baby” he says “cum for me” he adds.. “just like that” he says as he pushes me to orgasm..

I watch his face contort as his thrust get violent, getting closer to his high. eyes closing as he lets out the breathiest moans “o-oh fu-ck, shi- god you feel like heaven” he breathes. eyes rolling back, and just then that’s when i hear the bed frame crack, both of us falling 20 inches to the floor, mattress and bed cot underneath us, matt still inside me. He hurriedly gets up “are you ok? are you ok?” he stammers worriedly hopping off the bed “i’m ok im just on the floor” i laugh from the angle im looking up at him.

He then helps me up and stands there thinking of a way to fix his bed, now on the floor.. He decides to remove his bed frame completely for the time being.. “Can you sit over at the desk?” he asks looking at me with a concerned look.. I just laugh and walk over and sit in his chair. He then lifts the bed up off the ground leaning it against the wall and then grabs each panel one by one taking them down to the garage..

I just decide to hop in the shower..

Once i’m out the shower i come back in the room for the second time to see Matt sitting on his bed, that is now on the floor completely made up with no bed frame.. “I didn’t know what else to do.. I can order a new one tomorrow” he states.. “haha ok, what are we gonna tell Chris and Nick” I laugh thinking of all they’d have to say… “I don’t know..Nothing for now” he chuckles.. I just hop into the bed.. “your TV is up wayyyy too high now” i laugh at his TV mounted to the wall. “stop- i’m gonna have a bed frame!!” he whines jokingly.

3 hours later…

You hear Chris and Nick in the hallway talking about a fortnite game they were playing which spikes Matt’s attention. He hops up and runs out the room..

Minutes later you hear Matt nearing the bedroom door talking to Chris.. They both enter the room in a rush to what i’m assuming is get to the fortnite launch.. “Yo what the fuck-what happened to your bed” Chris states, Nick walking in behind them.. he gives you a funny disgusted look walking out the room “You both are nasty- oh my god” he fake gags. Matt and I both look to eachother. Chris shaking his head in disapproval “i can’t believe that’s what i was hearing earlier” “I need to go” He adds walking out the room and down the steps to his. “NICK ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE” I yell.. “GIRL BYE” He shouts back from the steps leading to his room making his way up the stairs so they can all get on the game.

You and Matt just giggle with eachother before he puts his headset back on…

De End 🧌

A/N: aye i wrote this as fast as i could for yall,so you know… my bad if it isnt “perfect”, also idk if i should’ve had a tag list but.. idk lmk if yall wanna be on a tag list.. also btw message me yalll!! I BE BORED!!

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greatooglymooglyyy · 2 months

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Okay hcs for how Matt and Chris act with their S.O. in public pretty please???

In Public (M&C Sturniolo)

a/n: two in one day? iktr. send me more hcs. im obsessed. kept it cuteeeee, one little suggestive comment

Matthew:

-okay so we all know matt is not the pda type and i don't think that will ever change. but i think he'd be the type to always need an eye on you. big on checking in when you're in a group setting and making sure you're good.

-i feel like if you did that thing where you stop walking and see if your boyfriend notices or leaves you, he's turning around after like 3 steps and looking at you like you're crazy.

-in big crowds of people though, he's definitely reaching for you. holding your hand or making you walk in front of him and putting a hand on your back.

-at a group dinner, he will keep a hand on yours across the table or an arm over your chair or lightly on your shoulder.

-if you're shopping together, he's waiting outside the dressing room on the bench for you to give him a fashion show. loves when you run over and asks for his opinion and thinks it's the cutest thing ever.

-i can just imagine the crazy death stare he would give you when you try to swipe your card when he's there. you are embarrassing him, back the hell up.

-always wants to be close to you even if he's not touching you. the type to grab your chair and slide it closer to him.

-at family gatherings he sticks even closer, knowing you're probably nervous. holds your hand as he introduces you to people and pulls you away for breathers if you need it.

-but if you are leaving from a group hangout or something, he'd definitely walk to your car and kiss you. and turn bright red if his brothers see you and start gagging.

Christopher:

-now chris... doesn't give a single fuck... to an extent. like i know he said he'd make out with his girlfriend in a group but i don't think he'd want to make people uncomfortable so he wouldn't do too much.

-but he's the type to need hands on you constantly. if you guys are walking somewhere, he's grabbing your hand or hooking an arm around your neck. on a roadtrip? he's absolutely reaching back for your hand. sitting around a fire or a pool? he's pulling you into his lap for sure.

- at a family gathering, he's yanking you from person to person to show you off and introduce you. but if you are fidgeting or nervous, he'd notice and make some excuse to give you a break.

-always introduces you as his girl with a huge goofy smile.

-won't make out with you in public but definitely not shy about kissing you lightly. especially if it's just a few friends around. doesn't care at all about their teasing either and will just flip them off.

-at dinner, he already knows what time it is. just slides his plate over to pay the girlfriend tax before you can even ask for some.

-he's coming inside the dressing room with you and giving opinions in real time. and if you look a little too good in something he's definitely pulling you to him for a kiss.... or more.

-unfortunately, my boy is an airhead. so if you stop walking with him, he's definitely in Timbuktu by the time he notices. but would definitely sprint back, feeling horrible.

-loves watching you interact with his friends and family. it makes his heart so happy. so he'll just watch with a stupid grin on his face

"what are you staring at?"

"i just love you is all."

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teapartyprincess4two · 1 month

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nick x yapper!bsf!reader is a must

Talkative- N. Sturniolo

pairing: Yapper!reader x BestFriend!Nick

classification: platonic SFW head cannons

warnings: use of y/n, slight cursing (bitch is said too many times)

inspiration: request^^

summary: head cannons of Nick with a yapper bff!

Talkative- M. Sturniolo (Matt’s Version)

Talkative- C. Sturniolo (Chris’s Version)

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☆SFW

Nick loves to talk, everyone knows this to be a true fact. No one has been able to keep up with his talkative persona, but when he met you, he met his match.

☆ You have a habit of barging into Nick’s room unannounced with your phone in hand, a bag of snacks in the other.

☆ “BITCH, YOU WON’T GUESS WHAT I JUST HEARD!” you announce, throwing yourself on the bed next to Nick.

☆ Nick rolls his eyes but despite your rude intrusion, he can’t even be mad. He’s desperate for the gossip, “I’m not guessing, just tell me.”

☆ “Actually… wait, let me guess.”

☆ You love teasing Nick about how handsome his brothers are. You don’t even have a real crush on either of them, it’s just fun to watch his reactions.

☆ A straw rests in your mouth, your eyes trained on the most handsome guy you’ve ever seen across the food court. You’re practically drooling.

☆ “Girl, what the fuck are you looking at?” Nick asks, following your gaze.

☆ “Oh just the sexiest man I’ve ever seen… well, after Matt of course,” you reply, a sly smirk on your face.

☆ Nick doesn’t respond, eyes squinting in annoyance.

☆ “Chris can get it too with that long, sexy hair. Oh, and Matt with his tattoos. I swear if they weren’t your broth—”

☆ Nick cuts you off before you can finish, “BITCH, ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!” You burst out in laughter.

☆ You’re the only person, other than Matt and Chris, that can make Nick completely crack up with your witty jokes.

☆ “Holy shit, you’re actually insane,” Nick wheezes, wiping the tears.

☆ He’s clutching his sides, the laughter overtaking him completely.

☆ Your entire friendship is full of love, but that doesn’t mean that you’re not ready to playfully roast each other.

☆ When the roast is especially true, he shoots you a middle finger.

☆ “Fuck you,” he laughs, never taking anything you say too seriously.

☆ Sometimes you say things that Nick completely disagrees with, but he never shuts you down because he loves a good debate.

☆ “Nick, that’s literally wrong! How would the chicken come before the egg?!” you exclaim.

☆ “Where would the egg come from without the chicken?!” he’s getting excited, scooting closer as the debate progresses.

☆ “You’re so wrong, dude. Just admit it.”

☆ “IT’S LITERALLY THE EGG!”

☆ On the rare occasion that you two are fighting, he’s not in the mood to hear anything unless it’s an apology.

☆ His fingers are pinched together, the pinkie and pointer finger straight up in the air. “Quiet coyote, Y/n. Quiet coyote.”

☆ “Boy, shut the fuck up,” you laugh, shoving his hand away.

☆ He eventually gives in, rolling his eyes and preparing to listen to your rants.

☆ When you’re hanging out with a group of friends, it quickly turns into you and Nick talking over each other to tell a story.

☆ “Nick, shut up! Let Y/n speak!” Matt shouts, becoming tired of the constant interruptions.

☆ Nick pauses completely, side eyeing Matt in annoyance. You stop talking too because it’s not as fun without Nick’s energy to bounce off of.

☆ The two of you stay awake past midnight almost every night, your phones illuminating your faces as the FaceTime call enters the fourth hour.

☆ It’s just you two in your own rooms giggling and whispering through the phone.

☆ Eventually, when one of you gets tired, the other has to pull a conversation topic from the depths of your mind to keep the other awake.

☆ “You did not just say that,” you gasp, in shock at Nick’s statement.

☆ “Bruh, what you just said was worse,” he replies, a dumbfounded look on his face as he point to you with his hand.

☆ “Oh true.”

☆ You’re constantly interrupting him to take pictures for social media photo dumps. Whether it be off guards or full on photo shoots.

☆ “WAIT SHUSH! POSE FOR THE PICTURE!” you exclaim. Nick rolls his eyes, pausing mid yap sesh.

☆ Nevertheless, he puts on a smile and poses.

☆ “Let me see,” Nick yanks the phone, examining the pictures. If he doesn’t like it, he simply hands the phone back to you and poses again.

☆ Just like everyone else, the two of you have bad days sometimes.

☆ “Hey…” his voice is quiet, his head peering through your cracked bedroom door.

☆ You’re curled up under the covers, small sniffles escaping every so often.

☆ “How are you, bae?” Nick asks, throwing in a corny nickname to make you laugh.

☆ Your response is sarcastic, “Never been better.”

☆ “Bitch, fuck you,” he chuckles, but there’s no true anger in his voice. He kicks his shoes off and joins you under the covers, ready to listen to you recount your day and your troubles.

☆ Nick is ready to defend you no matter what.

☆ If he ever hears anyone talking badly about you, or even mention your name, he’s interjecting the conversation.

☆ Sometimes he doesn’t even know the previous context, but he’s ready to fight whoever is talking shit.

☆ Nick never turns down the chance to talk, even if he’s really busy.

☆ “I can call back if you’re busy.”

☆ “No, bitch! Tell me!”

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MASTERLIST

A/n: this is short, mostly bc it doesn’t have a NSFW section like my other head cannon posts (for obvious reasons). But I hope you still like it!

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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