#solo triplets x you

[plasticferal]

hey queen! can you pls do an angst story with chris. where they get into an argument and chris said things he never meant. then he apologizes to her afterwards. ( basically angst to fluff)

damsel in distress | chris sturniolo.

i added my own twist to this ask. it's my favourite prompt so thank you! 18+ protective!ex-boyfriend chris x fem!reader. fighting, touches on themes of unwanted attention, mentions of alcohol, explicit language. reader discretion is advised. p.s inspired by the unreleased olivia rodrigo song 'prison for life'.

the house is filled with familiar faces and strangers. a small gathering turned into a full blown house party from the moment the word got out. where the sturniolo triplets are, a flock follows. you sigh, pushing and shoving your way through the unwanted crowd.

all you want is to make it into the kitchen, miraculously being the only place no one wants to linger. the last person you need to see right now is your ex lover. chris is standing ahead of you, leaning on the kitchen counter, alone in the room. you shut the doors behind you, needing to escape. even if it means with him.

“if you wanted to get me alone, you could have just asked." he speaks smug, before taking a sip from his red solo cup.

“i'm not in the mood,” you dismiss. you open the fridge, eyes scanning the shelves but nothing calling your name.

you know you're not actually looking for anything, you just don't want to look at him. the entire night has you shaking with anger. from the mess in your home, the lack of care everyone is taking, the noise complaint you know you'll be getting later, and worst of all, that one guy who won't leave you alone.

you've never seen him before tonight, you don't even know his name, but all he's done is make you uncomfortable. try to dance with you, try to give you drinks. he brushes your waist every time he walks past.

all of your friends have been encouraging you to go for it, to get over chris. and honestly, you consider it for a moment. just to finally move on, but you can't bring yourself to. at least not with some random creep.

the break up is still raw. he tells everyone it was 'mutual' but it was a part on your request. he'd never throw you under the bus like that. he knows why you made your decision, he's never questioned it.

chris feels like it's unrequited love. although, you haven't lost any love for him, no matter how much you try to push him away. he has every right to despise you, but he doesn't.

every time you close a chapter with him, you find yourself in a sequel. it's like you're re-reading different stories, but the ending stays the same. your heart wants him, your brain wants to hate him.

"what's wrong?" he asks, sensing you're genuine in your frustration.

"nothing." you refuse to let him know what's happing in your world, let alone your mind. you don't need to let in him anymore, even though you want to let it out. he's the one person who could just sit and listen to you for hours on end.

"alright, just askin" his words trail off into a hush. he switches the tone, not wanting the conversation to stop.

“your friends are nice” he speaks in a sickeningly sweet tone, because if anyone knows how to kick you while you're down, it's him.

"you would think that" you scoff, implying that you've seen them throw themselves at him all night. him pouring them drinks, smiling and frothing over the attention he's receiving.

"the fuck is that supposed to mean?" his temperamental side seeps out, and you grow only more irritated.

"chris, can you get out please?" you huff, hands crossing over your chest. an unintentional way to seperate yourself from him, a metaphorical wall being put up.

"such a party pooper. you really gotta let loose, relax a bit." his words come out a lot more nasty that you hope he meant them, and it makes your face hot.

you give him the benefit of the doubt and think he's speaking with resilience, at the fact you keep shutting him down.

"i wonder why we ever broke up." you reply sarcastically, a fake smile on your face. he rolls his eyes, finishing off his drink and letting out an audible "ah," like a child finishing a juice box.

"i haven't seen you all night, y/n" his voice softens, and it becomes clear he's speaking for the sake of talking to you. he always wants to talk to you.

looking at the counter quickly to place his cup down, he looks back at you, tilting his head to the side slightly. he's not being horrible to you, he never has been. he's still in your life whether you like it or not, despite your hostility.

"sorry. i'm just tired." you lie. he knows it.

"your poker face isn't very good. i learnt that the hard way," he bounces his eyebrows, biting the tip of his tongue, eyes a bit wider as he stares at the ground and you can tell he's having a flashback.

you chuckle at the reference. the one time he caught you faking an orgasm didn't end very well, and he's been able to catch you out ever since. he's never been afraid to pull you up on your own fibs.

"sorry, again." you hug your body tighter, avoiding his eyes. he pushes himself off the counter with a stretch like hum and walks over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

"stop apologizing, you sound like matt," he rolls his eyes lightheartedly, and you let out a small laugh. that's always his intention, to make you smile.

"c'mon princess, let's get you a drink. seems like you need it." he nods toward to the door, rubbing your shoulder enthusiastically.

you let him try to fix your mood, because god knows you do actually need to stop stressing. you can't control what happens, just how you react. that's what chris always used to say when you were together.

feeling safe in his embrace, he security guard style moves you through the party. he hollers "excuse me!" and "coming through!" and everyone just listens, parting like the red sea. he's not the biggest guy in the room, but he sure is the most assertive. especially with you under his arm.

when you finally get to the drinks table, he makes you a vodka lemonade, saving the rest of the can for himself to finish off. it's not the most thrilling drink, but enough to keep you settled. ease the tension a bit. plus, it tastes good. no harm, no foul. as chris is mixing the liquids into cups, you feel an unwanted hand snake up around your hip.

"there you are. are you hiding from me?" your stomach drops at the voice of the mystery man towering over you, and you look ahead to watch chris's eyes snap up instantly.

chris lowers the cups, holding his eyes on the man behind you. you watch as he kinks his neck and his jaw tenses, taking a step closer. you shake your head at chris, holding a hand up subtly to tell him not to come any closer.

turning around, you stare up at the man. his breath reeks of liquor, and his shirt is drenched is sweat. it makes you sour your face and tense your entire body.

"i don't know what you want from me, but it's not gonna happen. i think you should leave." you speak sternly, trying not to let your voice shake with pure nerves. not even liquid confidence could help you right now.

"the party's just getting started," the man smiles, stumbling toward you in what you think is an attempt at a hug, but you begin pushing his body away from yours with a shove.

"dude, she doesn't want you. walk away." you hear chris's direct voice over your shoulder.

the last thing you want is negative attention on chris in a room full of people who would spread the news like wildfire. you never want that for him.

"it's okay, i got this." you dismiss chris in the nicest possible way, but you're being serious.

"come on, we'll have fun," the man hiccups through his words, mumbling them and tripping over toward you again.

"get the fuck away from her." chris's breath hits the back of your neck as he moves even closer to you.

"christopher, i'm serious. stop." you speak through grit teeth, so people can't read your lips, as he lingers next to you.

you try to be as inconspicuous as you can in your rejection to his advances, but he won't give up. the man appears more annoyed, and he grabs your wrist with a tight grip.

"let go of me." you grab the mans hand, trying to pry his grip without making it obvious.

you’re shaking at the thought of attention drawing. not for you, but for chris. eyes are already on you, being his ex. it's not what he ever wanted for you either. if he could make it all disappear, he would. it becomes more difficult when chris notices, and this time, has no intention of backing down.

"i'm not gonna repeat myself, back the fuck up." chris walks around your body, face to face with the guy who has a hold on you now.

"please, chris." you beg, voice quivering.

you know his temper can change in the blink of an eye. him and matt both have that in common.

"she doesn't need your help, pretty boy." the man splatters his words, a malicious smile on his face as he leans toward chris, almost nose to nose.

chris smiles criminally, flashing his teeth.

"you're right," chris puts his hands up in defence, a downward smile on his face as he chuckles darkly, taking a big step backward.

there's a feeling of relief, and intense fear as he actually does start to back away. but you know chris. unfortunately, it's unavoidable.

you try to catch his eyes, and speak through a begging stare without using words. he looks at you with sadness, and you mime the words, 'please don't'.

the moment the man tugs your wrist as if to leave with him, making you wince with the grip he holds. you regret your counteraction instantly, because chris reacts viscerally.

he flares his nostrils and squeezes his nails into his palm, balling up his hands by his hip. his knuckles are turning white.

before you can get pulled away, chris lunges forward with a tight fist, throwing a strong, perfectly aligned punch to the mans cheekbone. it throws the man to the ground in the blink of an eye, relieving the pressure on your skin. you stumble backwards, out of the line of fire.

chris steps heavily forward, shoving a foot into his ribcage before straddling his legs, completely overpowering him. the man projects forward to swing and hit chris's mouth. chris doesn't even flinch, like it was painless. you watch chris raise his arm up again to pummel down onto the now defenceless stranger.

the surrounding crowd gasps and yells, clearing the space that chris has created with his actions. iphone cameras flash, making you feel sick. the whispering and gossip you can already hear pounding in your head is overwhelming.

you feel so futile. chris is too in his own world to even realise the repercussions. you're not saying the guy didn't deserve it, you have no care in the world for him. you care about the aftermath.

in a fantasy world, a daydream, a fairytale even, this is attractive. a knight in shining armour, fighting for his lady. a world where there are no consequences, or social media, or fear. a reality chris has suddenly forgotten about.

he looks natural doing it, too. the veins in his arms so prominent, his tight mouth and huffed breaths as he gives it everything he's got.

you're frozen in shock, watching chris pelt another punch into the man, and you want to pull him off, you know you need to, but all your body can do is watch. watch the two men roughhousing and exchanging blows, chris taking every hit with pride.

you're numb to the feeling, screaming in your head.

appearing out of thin air, nick and matt are in your line of vision, hiding the chaos ahead of you. his brothers move into action before anyone else needs to.

they've obviously been summoned, but there's a part of you that believes they could just sense it. like they telepathically knew chris was getting himself into trouble by the lack of surprise they express.

nick grabs chris by the collar of his shirt, pulling him off. matt grabs his wrists, to stop him from using his fists. the fight comes undone, finally, but chris is disoriented. he spits onto the man as he's being escorted into the kitchen by his brothers.

your eyes burn with tears that refuse to fall, and matt sweeps your hand up, guiding you with them in a hurried manner. matt is trying to snap you back to reality, but it's just white noise.

chris hits his palm aggressively with frustration against the door frame of the kitchen as you all walk through, and you take a deep breath to compose yourself. your eyes are still welling as you choke back a sniffle, and you're not sure if it's shock, hurt, or anger anymore.

you're in a trance as you walk over to the freezer. your body is in autopilot, moving without you even knowing. you grab a frozen bag of vegetables out of the tray.

"so fucking stupid," you say nastily under your breath, slamming the door shut.

walking over to chris who's sat up on the ledge of the sink. you throw the packet at his chest, and he grabs it, questioning you for a second before matt walks over and shows him to place it on his bruised and red raw knuckles.

the room is filled with tension.

matt is biting his nails, you're leaning against the closed door, and nick finds himself squatting on the floor.

"what the actual fuck was that?" nick is too stunned to even yell, he just speaks aloud.

"i asked you not to, chris. i could have handled it myself." you shake your head, vision blurry as you stare vacantly ahead. you want to lash out at him, but for some reason you can't.

"yeah, it really looked like you had it under control." he crushes the frozen packet harshly against his hand.

"we'll leave you two alone." matt cuts through awkwardly, shooting nick a warning glare.

matt knows it's not his place to go off at chris right now. he'll do that later.

"but-" nick begins, and matt snaps toward the door. you hear nick sigh, knowing he would love nothing more than to stay and listen to you tear into chris. alas, they both leave promptly, matt flashing you a sympathetic smile on the way out.

you can hear from the other side of the door, both nick and matt are hustling trying to kick everyone out. it’s a weight lifted off your shoulders. the literal mess being left behind is the least of your worries now.

you're alone with chris in the kitchen again, the second time not being anymore pleasant than the first. you blame yourself fully for dropping your guard, even if for a second.

“i begged you not to, chris.” you repeat with a stern tone, laced with betrayal and genuine hurt.

he’s silent for a moment, staring at you from across the room with no emotion on his face. you know he feels terrible, he doesn’t have to show it. or tell you.

“did you think i was just gonna stand and watch?” he rebuttals.

“i would have preferred that, honestly.” you don’t understand how he can’t grasp the intensity of the situation.

"did you want him? go back out there then." he's bitter, pointing at the door. you roll your eyes, shaking your head in disbelief.

"chris," you start. he keeps talking.

“because i’m sure he’s still laying on the floor. go ahead. he might have a hard time talking now, though.” chris shrugs, speaking in a provoking manner.

“you’ll be lucky if he doesn’t press charges." you apprise.

“he should feel lucky i didn’t do worse.” he takes another step toward you, presumptuous in the way he carries himself.

"you've done a lot of stupid shit, chris. but that," you raise your hand as you speak, laughing in shock.

"that was unbelievable." you pinch the bridge of your nose, taking yet another deep breath.

"you know what's unbelievable is how you haven't even thanked me once" he ignores your words and bites back with irritation, face growing more twisted with upset.

"thank you?" you repeat, jaw dropping. you step toward him this time. you feel dejected trying to get him to understand.

"thank you for what? for causing a scene? for putting yourself in danger?" you step forward again, feeling like you could drive your heels into the ground beneath you.

"you're acting insane" he brings his hands to his head, tugging at his own hair with despair. his words sting, despite the back and forth arguing.

"you're the one that lashed out on that guy with no consideration for anyone else around you. that's insane" you speak with physical gestures unconsciously.

you're trying to reason with him, but with the state he's in, it's like trying to put a brain in a statue. you examine him, trying to search for his eyes but his body won't keep still, twisting and moving around.

"fuck, okay, i get it! i get it, y/n. you're not happy with me. you never fucking are apparently," his words trail off and he waves you away, turning his back to you. he sounds desperate for it to end.

you want to scream at him at the top of your lungs, and quite frankly, you could. your face burns and steam is about to shoot out of your ears.

"you don't need to protect me anymore, chris."

"i saved your ass out there." he speaks with his hand, four fingers direct to your chest. his words are like salt being rubbed into an open wound.

"saved me? that's a fucking stretch. your brothers saved your ass, because you don't think before you fucking act!"

"this is about YOU, y/n! what i did for you!" he slaps the back of right hand into the palm of his left.

"i'm not some damsel in distress that you need to sweep up and put in a tower, chris"

"yeah well at least in a tower you can't attract trouble." he speaks as if it's your fault, and of all the things he's just spit out, that's by far the worst. the most menacing and cut to the bone tone he's used.

"that was low, even for you." you huff, emotions at an all time high.

your breathing feels tight, but instead of reacting, you force yourself to seperate your emotions from the reality of the situation. you're both feeling very intensely, and expressing it the same way.

in hindsight, you could have redirected some of your emotions, but you also wish chris would take back some things he's said. there's no excuses.

chris re-collects himself and turns toward you again. he shrugs his shoulders, like he has nothing left to say. no fight left.

the closer chris is standing the more prominent his face is, and more specifically, his busted open lip.

you gasp in a mix of being upset, and shock. it feels like a piece of your heart is breaking off, seeing his delicate, pale skin so sore.

"your lip, chris." you exhale, stepping toward him.

he flinches when your hand raises to touch his face, and you know now that you've acknowledged it, it's hurting him. neither of you paid any attention to it amongst the turmoil.

"come here." you sigh, pulling his arm, bringing him over to where the paper towels are, in the corner of the sink.

tearing a white square into your hands, you rinse it under cold water lightly before squeezing the saturation out, leaving a damp cloth in your hand.

turning into chris's body, he looks down at you. he's still at last, and looks like he has no thoughts behind his now seemingly innocent eyes.

you cup his cheek gently, to turn his face downward. you bring the towel up to his lip, wiping his stained chin and mouth. he lets you, and doesn't even wince. he visibly gives into your touch. he's content.

"i need you to promise me you'll never do something like that again." you pull back, folding over a clean side and then wiping his lip softly, trying not to cause him pain.

"i can't promise that." he speaks in a whisper, as if he doesn't want you to hear his word.

with his lip no longer being red, you toss the damp and crumbling paper into sink, making it a problem for another time.

"why?" you look into his eyes, wiping your hands on your shirt.

his blue eyes are big but blameless, pupils dilated. holding his stare as your arm lowers.

"because if anyone lays a hand on you again, i'm going to prison for life." the piece of your heart that broke off earlier reattaches at his words alone.

chris's much shorter hair is spikey around his ears, and wet at the ends, turning dark brown from his sweat. you caress his messy curls, tucking it over the curves of his ears and taming the wispy strands. you hold his head in your hands, tiling him up and your mouths are inches apart.

"how hard did he hit your head?" you ask against his lips. he chuckles, genuinely.

he's an idiot, undeniably. but the gut wrenching, lawless love he has for you makes him that way. his low, smooth laughter, makes your heart skip a beat.

"i mean it, y/n."

"but i know, i know it was stupid." he admits.

"yeah, it was." you agree, shaking his head around slightly.

he grabs your hands with his own, engulfing them and holding them in his palms. he squeezes your hands, bringing them to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

"i'm sorry." he speaks on your skin.

"like really fucking sorry." he strains his head back with remorse, making his adam's apple more prominent, and he swallows hard. like he's swallowing his guilt.

"i said some nasty things. i wish i could take them back, y/n. i really do."

"i know, chris."

"no, you don't. i'll apologise to you everyday for the rest of my life if i have to. i've been horrible tonight."

"chris, enough," you hush him, the calmness in your tone making him understand you hear him. loud and clear. you need some time to forgive, but you absorb his words.

"i don't know how you didn't smack me in the mouth." he jokes, and you giggle through your breath.

"there's still time," you joke back. and he knows it by your tone.

"i could never bring myself to do that. as much as you deserve it." your banter eases the pressure, and you feel chris squeeze your hands in his again.

you rub your thumbs over his knuckles, looking at the little purple marks forming. he notices your face drop with stress, and he slips his hands away, moving to your hips instead.

"hey, i'm fine. i don't care what happens to me, i just need you to be okay."

"i am okay," you reply. he drops his face with a look that expresses he doesn’t believe you. you give a light eyeroll, and small smile.

"i mean it, i swear.” you raise your pinkie finger to him, to keep your promise. knowing it’s the only way he’ll actually believe you.

chris smiles, weak with his bruised lip, and wraps up your pinkie with his own, wriggling your hands around.

"i'm always gonna want to protect you." he pulls you toward his body. he's so warm, and radiates a magnetic energy that makes you want to collapse into his arms.

you know you don't need him to, but deep down, you would like his protection. his unconditional love. selflessness.

"i'll be sure to send you love letters in jail" you grin up at him, and laughs from the chest.

his voice is like a scratched record, fatigue taking over his body. you swallow hard, all of your senses coming back. he feels so real standing in front of you all of a sudden, like it's not just a dream you're about to wake up from.

"stay the night." you speak mindlessly.

chris brushes your hair from your face, cupping the back of your neck lightly to pull your forehead to his lips, kissing just above your eyebrows gently. he rests his chin on the crown of your head, pulling you tight to his chest in an embrace.

"i'll stay forever if you ask me to."

this is the feeling he fights for. requited love.

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[worldlxvlys]

collide

matt sturniolo x singer! reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, grinding

a/n: hope you enjoyyyy <33

“thank you guys so much for all the support and coming out here tonight” i said into the microphone.

the audience members replied with deafening applause and cheers.

i laughed into the microphone, still soaking in this unreal experience.

i had gotten about halfway through my set, and now was just taking a quick breather.

“i also wanted to give a huge thank you to my best friends, for always being there for me and constantly showering me with love and support” i said as i glanced over to the triplets.

best friends. well, two of them were my best friends. matt, however, was more than that to me.

we were dating, but we hadn’t told the fans yet, not wanting to deal with the hate that would most likely come with it.

but the fans aren’t dumb.

due to their insane attention to details, they were easily able to pick up on the feelings that matt and i had for one another. they just didn’t know that we’ve acted on them.

once i put out my first album of songs, titled chemistry, the fans quickly realized i was with someone. they had their suspicions, but i never confirmed that it was about matt.

most of the tracks on the album were love songs that i wrote over the years. they weren’t even necessarily for matt, i just wrote them whenever i was overwhelmed by my feelings for him and needed a way to get them out.

song writing helped me to process my feelings, and it just so happens that matt takes up almost every thought in my brain.

“i wouldn’t have made it this far without you guys and i’ll never truly be able to put into words how grateful i am” i said while looking at the boys in the VIP section.

in response, nick smiled and blew kisses while recording the interaction, like a proud mom at their child’s performace; chris did an awkward happy dance and screamed “we love you!” , and matt sat there with a lovesick look on his face and a shit-eating grin.

after a few more, we got to my favorite song on the setlist.

“this next song, literally just came out and is already doing so well, and i thank you for that” i was met with more applause.

after introducing the song, the first few chords played and then stopped, teasing the audience.

they went wild. after a few seconds, the intro really started to play.

MATT’S POV

i been knowing you for long enough

damn, i need you right now

she looks so good. her outfit was tight, fitting her in all the right places and accentuating her curves.

you can take your time, don’t have to rush

this might take us a while

she sounds incredible live. her voice is smooth as she effortlessly slides through the runs, never missing a note.

i left all the doors unlocked and you said you’re on your way

when you get here don’t you say a word, got no time to play

she might genuinely be a siren, luring me in with her seductive, yet somehow sweet and innocent-sounding voice. her tone is crystal clear and it almost makes me want to cry.

we can go all the time

we can move fast, then rewind

when you put your body on mine

and collide, collide

she starts to sway her hips to the beat, and i genuinely think i might lose it.

wanna see your body on mine

and collide, collide

her skin is coated with a light layer of sweat, making her body glisten under the lights. she looks like a goddess.

baby it’s all yours if you want me,

all yours if you want me

she looked directly at me when she sang this line, and the feeling of the intense eye contact went straight to my dick.

put it down if you want me tonight

she smirked lightly, no doubt enjoying how red my face was turning. she knows what she’s doing.

she made her way through the song, continuing to tease me. she would slowly run a hand down her body or lean forward to sing to the crowd, giving me a perfect view of her breasts.

god, they look like they’re gonna fall out of her top.

when she got to the bridge, i swear the sound of her voice alone almost made my eyes roll back.

i know that this is love when we touch boy

you got my heart

and can’t nobody make me feel like you do

boy like you do

the fact that there was so much tension between us, despite being so far away was driving me crazy.

it could be one of those nights

where we don’t turn off the lights

wanna see your body on mine and collide, collide

i could listen to the sound of her voice for the rest of my life.

i love it when she talks, when she laughs, when she sings, when she moans.

i swear when she hits certain notes, it almost sounds like she’s moaning. but no one else knows that, because i’m the only one who pulls those sounds from her pretty mouth.

those pretty lips, always soft and glossy, perfect for kissing.

by this point, my dick was throbbing as it pressed against my jeans.

said it’s all yours if you want me,

all yours if you want me

put it down if you want me

let’s collide

her head fell back as she finished the last note, basking in the endless amounts of applause she received.

her neck looks so pretty, i need to kiss it.

she looks up at me again, moving her tongue across her teeth.

yeah, she’s definitely doing this on purpose.

the further she got through her setlist, the more turned on i was.

her tits bounced when she jumped around during her upbeat songs.

at one point, she was full-on twerking. she threw her ass in a circle, her skirt riding up the slightest bit. i fully thought i was going to cum in my pants.

after she finished the last song, she began to adjust her skirt while she gave her closing speech. when she moved her hand, i saw the waistband of her panties peek through.

waistband, if you could even call it that. it became evident that she was wearing a g-string under her skirt.

i completely zoned out of what she was saying, too focused on all of the filthy thoughts that began to flood my mind.

before i knew it, there was another round of applause before she walked off of the stage.

suddenly, my phone buzzed in my pocket.

READER POV

after a few minutes, i heard a knock on my dressing room door.

i opened the door to reveal matt and i quickly pulled him in before closing and locking the door.

“hi baby” i whispered.

“hi my love” he said before placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

“you did amazing, baby. and you sound better and better every time you sing”

i looked down bashfully, the corner of my lips turning up into a grin. “thanks”

he placed his finger under my chin, pushing it up to look at him.

“ you shy now, baby? didn’t seem like it when you were shaking your ass on that stage”

i glanced at his lips before looking back up at his eyes.

“you liked that, baby?” i asked as i turned around, moving my hair over my shoulder.

i began to grind on him, moving my ass on his hard dick.

“fuck yes, baby. shittt” he groaned as one of his hands wrapped around my waist, the other moving to grab my boob through my top.

the hand that was around my waist moved under my panties, gently rubbing my clit.

“fuckkkk matt” i sighed out, my head pressing against the door.

his breathing got heavy as he rutted his hips against my ass, pushing his face into the crook of my neck.

“talk to me baby, please. gotta here that pretty voice” he choked out as his voice got slightly higher in pitch.

“ yeah baby? like the way my ass feels against your bulge? want me to twerk on you?” before he could answer, i bent over slightly.

my skirt inched up, exposing my ass and making his fully erect cock dig into it.

“fuck! you can’t do that, baby. i’m gonna cum”

“take these off for me” i said, pulling on his jeans.

he quickly complied, unbuckling his belt and pulling them off while i turned around to face him.

he swiftly picked me up, bringing me over to a vanity and placing me down on top of it.

my back was pressed up against the mirror, which was cool against my burning skin.

he brought his lips to mine in a hot, desperate kiss.

his hands crept under my skirt, pulling my panties off without breaking the kiss.

he smoothly pocketed them before collecting my wetness with his finger, using it as a lubricant to push his digit inside of me.

“shit, matt” i moaned out as he fucked me with his finger.

i reached down between us, stroking his length through his boxers.

he added another finger, stretching me out.

“oh my god, matt. so fucking good” my eyebrows furrowed as i leaned my forehead against his.

“gotta make sure my princess is nice and stretched, never wanna hurt you” he spoke between grunts.

i moved my fingers to the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down and watching his dick slap his stomach.

his tip was red and covered in pre-cum.

he removed his fingers from my aching pussy while i pumped him a few times, before guiding him inside of me.

we both groaned at the feeling of my walls squeezing him as i took him inch by inch.

he gave me a minute to adjust before thrusting into me deep and hard.

i screamed his name, probably loud enough for anyone outside of the room to hear.

“yes baby, lemme hear that gorgeous voice. god, i love hearing you say my name”

matt pushed his hips up into mine with full force, his hands on my waist to hold me steady.

“you feel so good wrapped around me like this baby. you’re so good” he whispered.

he pushed me into the mirror with each thrust, producing a loud thud each time it hit the wall.

the vanity shook under me as he kept up his relentless pace.

matt took my legs and hooked them over his shoulder, continuing to ram into me.

i felt my orgasm approaching, and i grabbed onto matt’s biceps, needing something to hold onto.

“matt matt matt, i’m gonna cum!” i yelled frantically.

“me too, give it to me baby. wanna feel you dripping down my cock” his words sent me over the edge.

with a final cry i released all over him, while he filled me up.

he thrusted a few more times, helping us ride out our highs before pulling out.

“god damn” i whispered out as we watched our juices spill out of me.

“you’re so fucking amazing” he said as he cleaned us up.

after we got dressed and made our appearances look somewhat presentable we stepped out of the dressing room.

“where are your brothers?” i asked with furrowed brows.

i pulled out my phone and saw a text from nick.

we’re going outside to wait. we can hear you freaky fucks from across the venue.

matt and i looked at each other and bursted out laughing.

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[theriverdraws]

I know this movie is recent-ish, but the lack of an Encanto series is still crazy to me.

Like, it doesn't even need crazy magical lore, it can be episodic, it's so simple:

Family dynamics not seen in the movie

Why doesn't Mirabel have a gift (theory of her being the next matriarch being the most obvious one)

Seeing the other rooms

Bruno's new interactions with the townspeople and the family

FERAL ISABELA!!!

Dolores and Mariano

Unexplored trauma with Dolores and Camilo, GET THEM THEIR SOLO SONGS!!!!

The dads' sides of the family

Abuela Alma trying to do better

Childhoods of the triplets

On that same note, how the couples met each other.

More on Alma and Pedro. Etc

And if you wanted new stuff, HAVE THEM OPEN THE ENCANTO TO LET MORE PEOPLE IN, new technology that Encanto doesn't have access to, new ideas and cultures - it can even bring drama if the new people try to do bad things and the family goes all x-men on them.

It's so many possibilities that if they never do it it's a damn shame.

#THAT'S ONLY WHAT I COULD NAME AT THE TOP OF MY HEAD #LIKE DAMN LET ME WRITE IT. I NEED THIS #jokes jokes #encanto #encanto disney #mirabel madrigal #abuela alma #alma madrigal #bruno madrigal #camilo madrigal #isabela madrigal #dolores madrigal #luisa madrigal #antonio madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustin madrigal #felix madrigal #pepa madrigal #disney

[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 

WC: 3425 

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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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Belong To The City

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT THIS IS A 18+ STORY BEYOND THIS POINT

Pairings: Chris Sturniolo X Female Reader ⚠️SMUT⚠️

Enemies-ish to lovers, friends-ish to lovers

Synopsis: Chris is such an arrogant asshole to Y/N, but when she snaps back he loses all control and pulls her to the side ⚠️THIS IS SMUT SO LEAVE ME ALONE⚠️

Warnings⚠️: This is straight up smut okay, so any young person PLZ PLZ go away and get off tumblr and go to bed please. Oh god what’s in here?? Manhandling, spit, mean Chris, crazy dirty talk. Mannnn idek this shit is intense, and I’m not even a Chris girl, but I put my whole pussy into this one

Song for the story: Belong To The City-PARTYNEXTDOOR

Right now I was currently standing in the corner of the living room of the triplets house as they had a party going around for completing the tour. It was mainly a celebration party for Chris, but Nick and Matt would never admit to that. However for me it was like my eternal hell. I absolutely hated parties especially ones full of all these LA “influencers” who were only here because they wanted to see who’s pants they could get into first. Same boring game over and over, so I stand in the corner at most parties with a drink in my hand observing everyone else, listening in on conversations and cringing at how embarrassing some of these people were. It brought me great joy, and I could ignore how badly I wanted to claw my way out this sweaty body infested house.

I went to take a sip from my orange solo cup, and noticed it was empty, so I made my way over to the kitchen. In there was Nick, Matt, Tril, Chris, Madi and a few other close friends of ours. Although I love the triplets, and they know how much I hate parties I always am on my best behavior for them!

“Yooo look who decided to join the party” Tril said bumping my shoulder. I just give a slight upturn of my mouth

“Haha so funny….” I replied back rolling my eyes

“Hey! Lighten up! Let loose, this is a celebratory party “ Tril answered back grabbing me by my shoulders

“You’re clearly very drunk, I’m having a great time watching all these people embarrass themselves trying to get into y’all’s pants” I replied back looking at all the drink options. My eyes light up once I see the strawberry Malibu

“Woahhh get into our pants?? Says who” Matt replies looking around curious

I pour a shot and gulp it down, and then another before I go to pour my third shot I look up and answer

“Nearly every single person in here” I replied down my third shot after pouring it

“You should slow down on the shots” when I bring my head down after downing my shot I lock eyes with Chris

“Ouu is the king of parties telling me to slow down on drinking??? Are you okay? Are you feeling sick?” I said laughing along with everybody else

“No I’m just saying you tend to get a little out of hand when you’ve had a little too much Malibu” Chris responded shrugging. To this Nick giggles and has a light bulb moment

“Oh my fucking god like that one time you drank Malibu at that one party and puked on that guys dick” Nick says giggling….he was completely sober, so why in the fuck was he saying such a thing. My eyes pop out of my head

“First of all not true, and second of all you guys always purchase Malibu knowing it’s my favorite and then get upset when I wanna have fun” I said back with an attitude

“Maybe control your liquor intake and you wouldn’t be choking on dicks” Chris retorted back laughing hard with Matt while they leaned on each other for support like it was the funniest shit ever

“I can promise you I’ve never choked on a single dick, and I also promise you I’ve never sucked dick while drunk before…that’s a rookie mistake fuck face” I say back throwing ice cubes at him from my cup

“That’s not how I interpreted it when you were gagging on my dick, but I mean hey” He said back with the most smug smirk I have ever seen. My blood was boiling, my skin was on fire, I was seeing white hot rage.

Back in high school Chris and I got really close one year. It was actually the summer going into senior year, and to say I had a crush on him was an understatement. I really liked the kid, but I knew he’d never see me that way. But for some reason we had a really romantic summer, and at the end of it we decided to be each other's first everything. That being said I had never seen a dick nor touched or sucked one, and he was pretty large, so I did in fact gag a few times. Needless to say after that summer we never spoke about it again, and we actually acted like we never liked one another after that, so there was always this weird tension here and there

“You’re such a fucking dick” Was all I could get out, I was angry but I was hurt mostly. It was something we swore we’d keep to ourselves, and here he goes airing it out to his brothers and our friends, and making me feel embarrassed.

“Chris not fucking cool” Madi said giving him a disgusted look.

“Oh come on it was a harmless joke I swear” He said acting shocked that nobody liked what he said

“You fucking idiot you always take shit too far” Nick said smacking him in the back of his head. I looked over to Chris with no emotions

“No, honestly it’s fine he can’t eat pussy for shit, and when I did let him go down on me he was crying from all the emotions, talking about some “aww you’re wet for me” pfft you wish….hes a fucking joke in bed” I responded giving him a bitchy smile. Everyone’s jaw dropped and Chris just clenched his jaw and scoffed. He pushed himself off the edge of the sink and walked over to me. He grabbed me by my upper arm and yanked me hard towards the direction of his room downstairs. As he was walking me with him harshly like a scolded child all I could hear was laughing and and them going “OUUUU” like I was some school delinquent getting told to step out of class.

Chris firmly walks me down the steps into his room slamming the door shut behind us. All that could be heard now was PARTYNEXTDOOR blasting from upstairs. When he’s a little more into his room he fully throws me down to the floor, and I fall smacking against the wooden floors.

“Ouch you fucking prick, I’m not a fucking ragdoll” I said as I get myself up and try to shake off the embarrassment.

“Yeah? Well you ain’t shit to me after that little stunt you pulled up there” he said towering over me by a few inches.

“Oh me? I’m the bad guy?? Yeah let’s not play victim” I said back to him crossing my arms over my shoulder

“Oh no let’s not! But let's tell the truth shall we” Chris stated back flashing his white smile. I go to cut him off, but he immediately speaks loudly over me.

“Truth is you did choke on my dick because it’s too big and you can’t take it, truth is you were the one crying when I was going down on you, you were fucking trembling and shaking moaning like a little bitch…..fucking thighs shaking like a complete untouched virgin” He said laughing at me now with his arms crossed over his chest

“We can fake orgasms you know” I told him sizing him up

“When your cum was dripping down my chin? Yeah that wasn’t fake mama, and the way you just laid there limp like a fucking used slut” He responded laughing in my face. God why were his words making me hot and bothered? WHEN DID CHRIS BECOME SO FUCKING HOT?

“Fuck you” was all I could manage because I was genuinely getting turned on by the way he was treating me and the memories of him abusing my pussy.

“Yeah you wish” Chris said rolling his eyes

“I’m not 17 anymore I’ve got experience now, I bet you couldn’t make me cum” I told him…well more like challenging him.

“Please I’d have you used and abused by the end of this party babe” he said stepping closer. Fuck this man really got it….

“Is that a bet?” I asked, raising my brow with my arms crossed over my chest. He roughly grabbed my hands smacking them out the way and grabbed me harshly by neck pulling me in for a kiss. Our lips smashed together just tongue and teeth fighting for dominance, it was hot and it was messy.

He turned us and had us back peddling to his bed. Once my shoes hit the edge he pushed me back, as I laid back he pulled his shirt off along with his hat. I decided to take my shirt off as well

“Fuck Chris you’re so hot when you’re not speaking” I said to him as he came lower to continue kissing me

“Could say the same about you too” He said as nudged my head up and started to leave wet kisses all down my neck to my breast. He stopped and lifted back to look at me

“I can’t wait to have you moaning and weeping on my cock” He said with his droopy eyes lazily looking over me. I just grabbed him by his chain and pulled him forward to continue kissing him. He had me lift up so he could remove my bra. Once my bra was off he separated from my mouth to look down at my chest. His eyes shimmered. I will say I had a last minute puberty incident at 17 I was a size C, but now at 21 I’m a size DD.

“Since when did you get boobs” He asked, laughing while kneading them and moaning a little bit. I let out a sigh/whimper at the feeling of his large hands caressing my breasts.

“Don’t be a fucking weirdo” I said back to him rolling my eyes. He just chuckled and came down to take one of my hard nipples into his mouth while kneading the other one. God I was getting so wet just by this interaction alone, and I know he’d make fun of me for it once he got to removing my bottoms.

He continued to massage them as I let out little moans and gasps of breath. I could feel my underwear being completely soaked right now. My pussy was throbbing, and it was aching a painful ache. I so badly needed him to touch me. He was doing this so he can hold it over my head in the future about how wet I was for him. He hovers over my boobs and spits on one of my nipples. A shocked gasp came from my mouth followed by a moan. He does the exact to the opposite breast and uses his flat palms to massage the spit in. My eyebrows were knotted together and my mouth was hung open. He was doing this all so I could beg him to move on from my breast, but I was enjoying this, so that wasn’t happening.

“Next time I’m fucking your tits, and coming all over them, and then leaving you here like a dirty whore covered in my cum” He said to me biting his lip

“Fuck Chris don’t say shit like that” I responded trying to rub my thighs together for some friction. He looked at this and smirked.

“Now let’s get down to what I’m really here to do” after saying that he took my bottoms off leaving me in my underwear. Of course today I have on light orange underwear making my arousal very noticeable.

“Aww she made a mess for me” he said ghosting his thumb over my pussy, my body shudders from the touch

“Chris I don’t fucking care of course I’m wet you were stimulating my breast, now let’s go if you do get me to cum I’m trying to cum tonight not tomorrow” I responded clearly annoyed. He just laughs and nods his head slightly.

He slowly starts to remove my panties, and as he takes them off there’s a very visible string of my arousal connected from my pussy to my underwear. He just looks up at me and smirks, and I throw my head back and moan as the cool air in his room is causing some release to my untouched core.

Chris pulls my legs apart propping them up on the bed as he situates himself in between my legs. Once he’s comfortable he grabs both legs on either arm and spreads my thighs back. I throw my head back at how hot he looks right now.

“You’ve made such a mess, let’s make it more messy” he said and as he finished that sentence he gathered all the spit in his mouth and let it dribble down onto my wet pussy. I let out the most quiet “fuck” of my life as I watch this unravel infront of me.

As soon as he's done with that he immediately goes down and licks from my hole up to my clit. I was propped up on my elbows but my top half goes limp and I fall back moaning

“Holy shit Chris” was all I could say. He’s sucking my clit and licking it lightly grazing his teeth on my clit hit spit and my slick are mixing together creating the most ungodly sound ever. It is only then that he moans against my clit and my thighs shut around his head

“Fuck Chris oh my god….if you keep doing that I’m going to cum on your face” I said said gripping the sheets. He goes down to lick my hole and his pointy nose is banging against my clit in the most delicious way. Allowing me to moan out for him once again slamming my thighs shut around his head.

He detached from my pussy to look at me, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen….his fucked out eyes, his nose,lips and chin covered in my arousal and his spit and his cheeks are all red and rosy. He immediately goes back down to my pussy this time adding his middle finger while sucking my clit. As he’s sucking my clit he’s motioning his middle finger in a come here motion and then moans against my clit. I let out the loudest scream as I could, shaking and cumming all over his mouth and finger. Seeing flashes of white and my body coming off the bed. I had no warning. I was just hit with an intense orgasm. I was breathing heavy as i came down from my high 100% fucked out.

“What’d I say trembling and thighs shaking like a used slut” Chris said as he was removing his pants and I was just there basking in the feeling of the best orgasm I’ve ever had. I look up and see Chris stroking his hard dick while watching me pull myself together

“Chris that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had” I stated watching his hand move up and down against his rock hard dick. I was already getting aroused again. He comes closer and takes his right hand swiping it against my pussy collecting my cum and his spit as I shudder from the sensitivity.

He uses that to stroke his dick “Should I fuck you, or should I use your cum as my lube to get off and paint your skin like the dirty slut you are?” he asks, still stroking his cock. All I could do was moan and beg him to fuck me.

Once again he spits on my pussy and on his dick using it as extra lube. He’s looking down as he places the tip at my entrance. We both lock eyes as his dick enters me, both of our mouths dropping and our eyebrows kneading together. Both of us whispering fuck. He slowly starts to go in and out.

“Fuck Chris you gotta move you feel so good I wanna feel you pounding me” I told him he bites his lip and nods starting to pick up the pace

30 seconds later he’s rapidly thrusting into me like there’s no tomorrow rubbing my nipples and then going back to my clit. I’m a moaning bitch right now, and I’m about to cum on his cock I can feel it, so I started clenching his dick.

“Fuck Y/N keep doing that I’m going to fucking cum all over you” He said into my ear with his arms on either side of my head as his chain dangles in my face and his sweat starts to fall on me.

“Chris keep touching my clit I’m going to cum so hard again” my breathing was becoming more rapid and my moans were becoming silent as my mouth would just stay open and my eyes shut. He backed up a little bit so he could look down at me while rubbing my clit.

“Fuck open your eyes I wanna hold eye contact while we cum” he said, and I did what I was told I opened my eyes just as I was about to cum, with one more thrust I came so hard on his dick clenching down and moaning while looking into his eyes. As soon as I came down from my high he pulled out and kept the eye contact while pumping his cock, and soon enough he came all over my lower stomach with his mouth wide open and bitchy whimpering moans spilling out of his mouth.

He collapsed down next to me while we both sat there in silence not moving for 5 minutes. Then Chris got up and got a warm wet rag to wipe me down with. He came back with it and was staring at my lifeless body there still shuddering.

As he’s wiping my stomach down he states “exactly what I said a fucked out used slut” he looks at me chuckling

I turn my head to him “Chris you just let out the most whiniest moan as you came on me” I said as we both laughed.

“You know I didn’t mean for my joke to hurt your feelings I truly thought you were over the feelings for me. I’m not over my feelings for you, but I thought saying that would help me get over it” he said after wiping me down

“Chris I was never over you. I lost my virginity to you, that’s a soul tie and you’ll forever have a special place in my heart” I told him looking at him. He helped me sit up so we can sit face to face

“Good because I have never wanted someone so badly in my life as much as I want you” Chris responded back moving my hair behind my ear. I just smiled at that and looked into his eyes

“Let me take you on a date, and try again. None of that high school shit I want this for real” He said looking into my eyes for an answer

“I’d love that” I said going in to kiss him. As I pulled back we hear a knock at the door

“Are yall done fucking the parties over and we need help cleaning” Nick said from the other side. Chris and I both looked at each other wide eyed laughing because we totally forgot there was a whole house party going on upstairs.

“Uh yeah we’ll be right out” we both said.

The end 😀

Okay I warned yall this is just a little bit of the type of shit I write, and I used to write this at 14 LMFAOOOO. But anyways leave some NICE comments. All young people under 18, that are rude are gonna be blocked cause I can’t do this shit. My mouth is crazy I’m from New York😁🤞🏽

I’m writing a sweet Matt smut next will either be up later tonight or tomorrow 😘🧎🏽‍♀️

#Spotify

[annaxbree]

talk back.

nate doe x reader

summary: the triplets introduce their two best friends to each other at a party, with hopes that the two would get along well. when the two meet each other on their own, however, they find that they don't appreciate the other's need to talk back.

warnings: very suggestive, heavy making out but nothing more than that, cursing, mentions of alcohol

“his name is nate, right?” i asked as we walked into the party.

“yeah, and he’s a fun kid to be around. i think you’ll get along really well” matt spoke.

“yeah, i hope so. y’all talk about the man like he can walk on water or something” i answered.

i followed the triplets through the house, stopping when i spotted a table full of drinks.

“wait, hold on. i’m gonna grab a drink, i’ll be back” i told them before hurrying towards the table.

i didn’t usually drink often, but if i was going to be anywhere but my bed tonight, i was at least going to have fun doing it.

“hmm, what should i even drink?” i asked myself, eyes bouncing from bottle to bottle indecisively.

“pink whitney for sure” came a voice from across the table.

“oh, really ? is it good?” i asked, scanning the table for the name.

“i was kidding” he deadpanned, “i don’t think you want any of that stuff”

“i know” i scoffed, trying to play off my cluelessness, “obviously you were joking” 

he raised his eyebrows at me, a slight smirk pulling onto his face.

“you sure you don’t want iced tea instead ?" he asked, taunting me.

“shut the hell up” i answered, going back to reading the names of the different bottles.

“i’ll just have..” i trailed off, having no clue what to pick, “a wine cooler” i decided, grabbing the closest bottle to me.

he grabbed my hand, removing the bottle from it and placing it down on the table.

“here” he spoke, grabbing a solo cup and pouring iced tea in it.

“i don’t want that, what if you’re trying to poison me or something?” 

“you literally just watched me pour it” he quipped back.

“i still don’t trust some nameless stranger who i met a minute ago to pour my drink for me” 

“i do have a name, you just never asked it” he answered.

“are you always this annoying?” i asked.

“are you always this clueless?”  he replied.

i let out a sigh, “ this is giving me a headache, i’m going” i spoke as i started to walk away. 

“so you’re just gonna waste a perfectly good cup of iced tea?” he asked.

i made my way around the table, standing in front of him.

“i never asked for your stupid iced tea” i glared at him.

“you asked what you should drink, i was just trying to help”

“i was asking myself, not you. maybe learn not to weigh in on other people’s conversations” i spoke.

“you always walk around having conversations with yourself?” 

it was obvious that he was enjoying seeing how worked up he could make me, and it was only annoying me more.

“you’re infuriating”

“nobody’s forcing you to keep talking to me” he pointed out.

“i think you like it” he spoke, getting closer to me.

with each step he took forward, i took one backwards. that is, until i was backed into the table.

“you could’ve walked away, but you didn’t” he said.

the most annoying part about this was that he was right. i could chalk it up to wanting to have the last word, but it was more than that.

i didn’t want to walk away from him, and maybe that’s the part that angered me. 

“what’s wrong, princess? nothing to say?” he asked, tilting his head at me.

i took notice of the little space left between us, wanting nothing more than to pull his lips to mine.

“oh, i have something to say, just don’t think you’re ready to hear it”

“humor me” he spoke, that stupid smirk never leaving his face.

“you’re a cocky asshole” 

“that’s it?”

“that’s it.” 

“you’re not very good at flirting, baby” he spoke.

“considering the fact that i’m not flirting, i find that relieving”

“you just love talking back, huh?” 

“if you have a problem with it then do something about it” i answered.

he let out a dry chuckle at this, “ i-” he started to say something but was cut off by the voice of chris.

“nate! we’ve been looking for you, man!” at the words, he instantly backed away from me.

my face instantly dropped at that, “nate?” i spoke out loud.

“in the flesh” he spoke.

this dude is nate ? 

the same nate that the triplets speak so highly of ?

the nice guy that i’m sure to get along with ?

“oh you guys have met already?” nick asked, looking between us.

“sure have” nate spoke, enjoying the distraught look on my face. 

“cool, so you guys wanna go play uno?” 

“sounds good to me” he said.

“y/n ? that cool with you?” 

“yeah, sure. let me just use the bathroom first” i answered, receiving nods in response.

i started to walk away, stopping when i realized that i had no clue where the bathroom was. 

“um, where is the bathroom?” i asked, quickly receiving an answer from nate, “i’ll show you” 

before i could say anything he began to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

“ok” i whispered to myself, quickly following behind him.

when we got to the bathroom, i quickly walked past him into the small room, not giving him a chance to come up with a snide comment.

when i opened the door after finishing, i was met with nate, still standing there.

“why are you still here?” i asked.

“didn’t want you to get lost on the way back” he answered.

“that’s not why”

“it is”

“no, it’s not”

“how would you know?” he challenged.

“fine, let’s go then” i raised my eyebrows at him, willing him to move out of my way.

“no” he spoke, his arms caging me in.

“why?” 

instead of answering me, he grabbed my arm, pulling me into the bathroom.

he pushed me up against the door, closing the distance between us, stopping right before our lips could meet.

we stayed like that for a minute, staring at each other’s lips unmovingly. 

“you ever gonna kiss me? or are we-” i was cut off by the feeling of his lips pressed against mine.

i instantly melted into the kiss, while his hands wrapped around my waist.

his body pressed mine into the door, while heavy breaths passed through our parted lips. 

the light stubble that decorated his face tickled mine, scratching against the hand that i brought up to cup his jaw.

his jawline. so sharp, i could barely believe he was real.

i tilted my head, deepening the kiss, letting out small moans into his lips.

the scent of his cologne filled my nostrils, my senses being overtaken by him.

his lips were so soft and warm, they were perfect for kissing.

i hated it. 

now that i knew what it felt like to have his lips against mine, i’d never want to stop kissing him.

if i thought it was hard to resist him before, i was going to have a hell of a time attempting it after this.

while i loved the feeling of his lips on mine, it also scared me.

fifteen minutes ago i didn’t know the dude’s name, now i was making out with him in some random person’s bathroom ?

every decision i had made tonight was uncharacteristically wild of me. 

what was this guy doing to me?

i was pulled out of my thoughts when nate let out a groan into my mouth, a reaction to my fingers subconsciously tugging at his hair.

he squeezed my waist, seemingly hesitant to move his hands any further than my hips.

i took his hands in mine, moving them to my ass, “you can touch me, nate” i whispered to him.

as soon as i gave him permission, he began to grope my ass, my dress riding up slightly with his movements.

he pulled his lips from mine, nuzzling his nose against the crook of my neck. 

“y’know for someone who wasn’t flirting with me earlier, you sure do seem excited” he spoke, his lips tickling my skin.

“you’re the one who pulled me in here” i reminded him.

“so you don’t want this?” he asked, pulling away slightly.

“i didn’t say that, nate” i spoke, rolling my eyes at him.

“so fucking quick to talk back” he mumbled, fingers digging into my ass even harder.

“i think you need to learn when to shut that pretty mouth of yours” 

“i think you’ll need to teach me” i spoke back without missing a beat.

with that, he pushed me into the door again, bringing his lips to my neck.

he pulled the skin between his teeth lightly, leaving marks as he trailed up my neck, stopping when i let out a groan.

once he found my sweet spot, he was relentless, licking and nipping at the skin.

“nate” i moaned out, head falling backwards into the door.

his hand traveled to my thigh, creeping under my dress and moving closer and closer to my center.

suddenly, a loud banging on the door made us flinch apart.

“fuck” i breathed out, attempting to catch my breath. 

“be right out!” nate yelled in response to the banging. 

before either of us could say anything, i felt my phone vibrate against me.

i quickly pulled the device out of my pocket, causing nate to speak up, “that dress has pockets?” 

i looked at him in disbelief, “ why does that matter right now?”

he shrugged, “ just trying to lighten the mood a little bit”

“well, you’re not doing a very good job” i answered before glancing down at my phone. 

“shit” i spoke as i read the text.

nickkk 🗣️

girl where did you go ?? 

please tell me you didn’t go and fuck nate.

shit, you definitely did. 

i knew something was up with you two.

BAD Y/N.

you’ve know each other for less than an hour😭

“what?” nate asked, looking over my shoulder to read the texts.

y/n ⭐️

not u assuming the worst in me tf

we did NOT fuck 

i’ll explain later but we’re coming back now

i tuned back to nate, “this didn’t happen, ok? it’s not going to happen again, ever. got it ?”

“whatever you say, princess” he answered before moving to open the door.

“after you” he smiled sarcastically, holding it open for me.

i rolled my eyes at his antics before beginning to walk past him, only to be stopped by him.

“roll your eyes at me like that again and i promise i’ll fuck you until you can’t keep them open” he whispered before walking away, leaving me standing there in shock.

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[hysteria-things]

FOUR

ʚ♡ɞ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 ʚ♡ɞ

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you’ve been living a secret life of being a party girl, but it gains the suspicion of a certain someone.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing, mentions of drug use, underage drinking

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,235

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i updated the series masterlist to where it now has a disclaimer! i forgot to put it before🙈

“hello?” you say into the phone, your friends jaiden and claudia’s faces fill the screen. jaiden is on her laptop while claudia is on the couch in her living room.

these are your girls. you didn’t grow up with them like the others, but you’ve bonded throughout high school. they’ve seen you have more breakdowns than anything but have stuck by your side all these years.

unlike some people.

“y/n.” claudia starts. “are you doing anything tonight?”

“no, why?”

she brushes her black bangs out of her eyes with her hand and smiles. “good because you’re coming with us.”

you blink at them. “i need more info.”

“paige’s boyfriend is throwing a party tonight. you in, or are you in?” jaiden says, adjusting her glasses that lay on the brim of her nose.

“when does the party start?”

“nine. i’ll pick you up around 8:45ish,” she says. you nod, silently saying you will be going.

since meeting them, you have been partying a lot. they’re not bad influences or anything. the number one thing you’ve always wanted to do was get out of your comfort zone.

another tiny secret is that you’ve done some drugs here and there. not to where you’re addicted, but to where you felt out of it.

not even the triplets know that.

at exactly 8:45, your phone pings. it’s a text from claudia saying that she’s here. you walk to the room that’s next to your bedroom, which is your mom’s office. she’s sitting at her desk, typing away on her computer. “i’m going out with claudia and jaiden. i don’t know when I’ll be back.”

“this late?” she asks. she leans her head down slightly to get a peek at you through her glasses while she also wants to look at the computer screen.

“yeah. i won’t be out long, i promise. i’ll keep my ringer on for you.”

“okay. have fun, be careful.”

you walk out of the room, down the stairs, and go through the garage. you open the glass door and run down the driveway to jaiden’s car. “hey, girl.”

“hi.”

she grins at you through the rearview mirror before putting the car in drive. “how many people will be there? do you know?” you ask.

“it’s an open invite. that makes it better, in my opinion.” claudia replies, turning her head to face you in the backseat.

it felt like in the blink of an eye when you guys arrived. this guy didn’t even live ten minutes away. you can see the dimly colored lights from inside the house when the three of you step out of the car. it seems like he lives on a dead end, so there are some people outside either smoking, selling drugs, or making out.

the door is open and you can see a hoard of people inside, their voices overlapping the music that’s playing in the background. talk about an open invite.

you follow jaiden and claudia into the house. more voices and music progress the more you become closer. you guys squeeze through the crowd into the living room, where there is a bit more open space. paige is there, sitting on some dude's lap in a sofa chair. she is playing with his hair, which is extremely curly. she has a red solo cup in her hand that’s spilling from her being too focused on the boy. her eyes fall on you guys, and she gasps. “omg, hey guys!”

she gets off the boy’s lap and starts running over until she slips on what she spills from her cup. she balances herself, laughing. “paige!” jaiden exclaims.

that’s when the boy she was smothering herself on walks over. he is taller than you had anticipated, and his face has stubble on it. “finn, this is y/n, jaiden, and claudia.”

“sup.” he introduces with a nod.

“do you want a drink? i can get you something from the kitchen.” paige suggests, her voice loud enough to hear over the music.

you nod. “sure, what the hell?”

she links her arm with yours and drags you to the kitchen.

when you get there, she fills her drink before looking for one for you. “what would you like?”

“anything.”

“beer it is.” she laughs, grabbing one from the fridge full of different types of beverages. you open it and take a sip. you set your phone down on the counter but intend for it to stay there for only a second.

suddenly, your phone makes the noise snapchat makes when somebody sends you something, causing both of you to look down at it.

chris sturniolo is typing…

“holy shit.” she gasps. “am i seeing that right? is that the chris sturniolo that ditched you with his brothers?”

“shut up,” you mumble, and she looks at the phone again. this time confused. “are you guys friends again? does jaiden and claudia know?”

“i don’t know.” you sigh. “the four of us are trying to be, and i haven’t told them yet.”

chris sturniolo sent a chat.

paige hums. “i’ll leave you be. i miss my boyfriend.” she says with a smirk, leaving the kitchen.

before opening the message, you decide to go outside. it’s not like you’re going to call him, but the noise on the inside will make you have trouble thinking. you lean against the house with the beer in one hand and the phone in the other.

CHRIS

| hi :)

ME

| christopher.

CHRIS

| what are you doing?

ME

| i’m out with friends

CHRIS

| this late?

ME

| yes, mom

| i’m a big girl!

CHRIS

| you’re hilarious🤣

| where are you?

ME

| none of your beeswax, chrissy poo

CHRIS

| bringing back the old nickname i see

| your snap map says you are at finn yaw’s house

| do you not remember how much of a douchebag he was?

| he also DID NOT belong on the varsity lacrosse team he pissed me off idc what anybody says

ME

| jaiden and claudia invited me, and besides he’s dating paige😭

| why do you care anyway🤨

CHRIS

| i just want you to be careful that’s all

| i still care about you, you know

ME

| i appreciate the concern chris but i’ll be fine

| if it makes you feel better do you want me to text you when i get home🥺🥺 (you big baby)

CHRIS

| 😐

| please.

you leave him on open but continue looking at what just happened. you do appreciate his caring, but you still feel like a stranger to him.

you put your phone in your pocket to see paige hovering over your shoulder. “jesus!” you screech with a jump.

“sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you. i was looking for you to see if you wanted to play some beer pong but i noticed an interesting conversation was happening.” she wiggles her eyebrows. “i can tell he never stopped thinking about you.”

“i never stopped thinking about him either but he’s acting like we’re still best friends. i need to gain his trust back.” you rant, downing the rest of your drink. “it hasn’t even been seventy-two hours, by the way.”

“maybe he wants to be your best friend again.”

you sigh with a shrug. “let’s go play,” you say, walking past her to where the beer pong is being held.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

@bunbunbl0gs @lexisecretaccx @thy-mission @angelic-sturniolos111 @sophssturn @mattsneezing @janiellasblog @blahbel668 @meg-sturniolo @hearts4chris @mattslolita @sturnbaby @imwetforyourmom @tillies33ssss @sturnifyed @mayhem-72 @ripmattitude @p1xieswrld @alorsxsturn @txssvx @sttzee @multiluvr @delilahprentiss @matthewsspecial @sturnolio-luvs @sturniolho @suga-daddy-69 @tworosesblackthorn @luckistar-posts @gnxosblog @junnniiieee07 @sturnioloslurps @tylerthecreatorsrealwife @flowerxbunnie @imaslut4kehlani @sturniolosandmoree @hertvgirl @whoreforchrissturniolo @r4iyaa @sturniolotriplettoplover @mattybswife @freshsturns @loverrsposts @sturnlcvr @elliesturniolo1 @tpvmz @user283926392 @lalalands86 @sukiipjs @sturniologirl813 @leahrab @chrissturniolosslut @h3arts4harry

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[sturniololoco]

My little cousin's (they can't use Tumblr) - can you do a SLS protective but like she got cheated on so they comfort her and talk to the boy (if you can't that's fine ik it's kinda weird they are weird)

Cheated On

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

SLS’s POV

I don’t know why I ever agreed to come to this party with, my boyfriend, Jack, especially if he’s my even going to hang out with me.

My brothers dropped me off at Matts house, after I promised that he would drop me off by 12 o’clock tonight. Little to my knowlage, Jackhad planned to go to a party.

Where there was drinking involved.

I’m only seventeen, and I’m not stupid enough to go and mess around with things that could get me into trouble.

Jack was the complete opposite.

As soon as we got there, he took his hand off my waist and found some of his friends, and a cooler.

I went ahead and stood in the corner, drinking a Pepsi in a solo cup. This went on for another hour and a half, but I didn’t mind. This gave me an excuse to people watch. And Jack was having a good time, so I didn’t want to ruin his fun.

But it was getting late.

I pulled out my phone, texting Jack that it was already 11:45, and I needed to get home.

About 10 minuets later, I got no response.

across the room, I saw Henry, one of Jack’s friends. I walk over to him, and pull him aside from his beer pong game. He looked mad until he realized it was me.

“Where’s Jack?!” I half yelled over the loud music, screaming, and talking.

“He’’s upstairs, dunno why though.” He’s slurred with blood shot eyes. I rolled my eyes and quickly made my way up the stairs.

Trying to find my way around this mansion was harder then I thought, but I checked all the rooms but the one in the back.

Tired of searching for Jack, who should have been with me in the first place, I harshly push the door open.

I found jack to say the least.

Sucking faces with our high school whore.

They both looked up. The girls face lit up in a fake smile as she or off hi lap and brushed past me, going back to the party, leaving Jack and I Alone.

I didn’t move. Just standing there, not. Knowing what to do. Jack stood, and made his way over to me, grabbing my wrist.

“Baby, I-“ I ripped my hand from his grasp, readjusted my purse, turned from him, and walked out the damn door. I could hear him trying to catch up with me as I walked downstairs, out the front door, and halfway down to the next block over.

My eyes were dry.

“Baby girl, would you just stop and listen for a second, It wasn’t what it looks like! I-“ he started to say, grabbing my shoulder and turning me around.

“Really? Because what I saw was you making out with a girl who wasn’t me, and that’s a pretty hard thing to mistake.”

Jack stood there, moving his mouth, but no sound came out.

But I wasn’t staying any longer to hear his excuse.

“Bye Jack.” I turned the corner and walked down the street. Jack must’ve finally got the message, because he didn’t other following me.

Then it hit me.

The pain.

Tears began to fall and my throat began to ache. I sat on the curb with my face in my hands and began to sob.

Once my breathing was somewhat controlled, I pullout my phone. To call Matt.

It wrung once before he picked up.

“You’re Late SLS/N.” He said when he picked up. Glancing at the clock, It read 12:08.

“I-I know, I’m sorry. I really need a ride.” I say, my voice cracking.

“SLS/N, are you okay? Why are you crying.” I could hear him standing up ad grabbin the keys, telling Chris and Nick to get in the car.

“MattI’m fine. I just need a ride. I’ll text you my locations.” I finished, hanging up the phone, before I break down again.

It’s not long before I see head lights and Matts car pull up. I quickly scramble into the backseat next to Nick. Matt begins to drive away.

“Hey what’s wrong, sweetheart?” Nick asks, rubbing my shoulder.

“Nothing.” I say, wanting to forget that this night ever happened. Wanting to forget what I saw when I walked into that bedroom.

“Really, because that mascara shit all over your face says something different.” Chris says, eyeing me through the rear view mirror. Matt is quick to slap him on the arm while still watching the road.

“SLS/N, you can’t just call me, past your cerfew, crying and looking like shit and expect me not to worry.” Matt says, not doing much of a better job than Chris.

At that I crumple into Nicks side. He pulls me o him while I cry, shushing me while I couch and cry onto his shirt.

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We get home and we walk into the house. I held Nick’s hand, not wanting to be alone. Mat, Nick, and I all go in and sit on the couch. Chris goes to the bathroom, and comes back with a warm, damp rag. He neels in front of me and whiles the mascara streaks off my face.

“Goddamn, what is in this stuff?!” He says, still scrubbing my face, though a little bit harder. I laugh through my tears and sniffle, regaining my thoughts and ready to talk.

Chris sits on my other side, and they all await my answer to why I was so upset.

“Umm. I-I…Jack cheated on me.” I say blankly, trying not to let my emotions get the better of me again.

“Aw SLS/N.”Nick says giving me a hug, which I gladly accept. “Can I be honest?” He asks me.

I nod.

“He was a fucking douchebag and I hated him anyway.” He states, not breaking the hug. I giggle, squeezing him tighter.

While this was going on, Matt and Chris look at each other. Giving each other a knowing stare.

“Guys…?” I say.

“Hey!” Nick says, snapping them out of it. “Why don’t we have a little movie night to get the sprits back up. Hmm? That sound good?” I nod, standing up and going to get a drink and some candy from the fridge.

Nick’s POV

I waited for SLS/N to walk into the kitchen before I spoke.

“I’m fine with whatever you two do, but if you get arrested, I’m using your own money to bail you out.” I say.

Chris and Matt smile at this and get up, Matt grabbing his keys, and Chris starting to head to the car before SLS/N came back.

I hear the car pull out of the drive way, knowing that they’re on their way to Jacks house.

SLS/N’s POV

I walk back into the living room, only to see Nick, and no one else.

“Nicky? Where did the boys go?” I ask.

“I uh… I think they went to get some more candy. They said we could start the movie without them.” He says, patting the seat next to him for me to sit down. I grab a blanket from the basket in the corner and snuggle up with Nick.

Chris’s POV

Matt and I walk back into the house, me with bruised knuckles and Matt with a cracked lip.

In the living room, Nick and SLS/N are asleep, a show playing on the TV. Matt walks over and gives SLS/N a kiss on her head, then says,

“Im going to bed, Man. I’ll see you in the morning.” He gives me a half hug, then heads to his room.

I lay on the couch, scrolling through my phone, when I hear movement from the other side of the couch.

“Chris?” I hear SLS/N say in a sleepy voice, sitting up and rubbing her swollen eyes.

“hey kiddo. C’mere.” I say, opening my arms as she crawls over to me. She lays her head in the crook of my neck, and I rub her back. She sighs softly and falls back asleep. I kiss her in the head and drift to sleep myself.

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Matt’s POV

I woke up around 630 today and went out in the living room to wake SLS/N up for school. She was laying on Chris, who was scrolling through his phone. She groaned when I told her we needed to go so I could drive her to school. -

Pulling into the school, I could tell she was getting nervous. I grab her hand and give it a little squeeze.

“hey, don’t worry about him. Everything’s gunna be fine.” I say. She nods, giving me a smile.

“Call me if you need anything.” She nodded again and leaned over to give me a quick kiss on the cheek, before getting out of the car and going into the building.

SLS/N’s POV

Walking into school, I immediately felt better, especially when I saw Jack with a black eye and a busted lip.

My brothers are crazy I thought to myself, shaking my head and smiling. I snapped a quick pic behind Jacks back and sent it to our siblings group chat, then went about my day.

Idk y this was so hard for me to write 😂 I fell like it sound corny! Keep at it with the requests tho!!!

#nick sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo imagine #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo

[lovelytsunoda]

slippery when wet // david malukas (kinktober day 1!)

summary: she looks so good in her halloween costume, and all he wants is to bury his head between her thighs until she screams his name. even if it is in pato’s bathroom.

prompt: semi-public sex

pairing: david malukas x female reader

warnings: bathroom sex, david has an eensie weensie little bit of a corruption kink, sting ray gets traumatized

she looked so innocent, dancing with lissie and elba, her tight white dress hugging her curves. the dress was a decent length, down to just above her knees, but in davids hungry eyes, it was downright indecent.

the trio had dressed for the occasion: a triplets costume as kiss, marry and kill appropriately. elba was kiss, lissie was kill and y/n was marry, a charming white veil falling over her hair.

david malukas was smitten, it was an open secret.

there was nothing he wanted more than to hike his girlfriends skirt up to her waist, rip her lacy panties in half and bury his head between her thighs until she cried from overstimulation.

“dude, stop undressing her with your eyes. it’s getting creepy.” pato o’ ward laughed, placing a red solo cup in front of him. “i get that you two are in love or whatever, but I do not want to hear you two having sex in the trailer before a race.”

“but it’s my good luck charm.” dave joked, finally managing to tear his eyes away from his lover “don’t worry, i wouldn’t do that to you. I respect you guys too much. sting ray on the other hand…gosh he’s fun to fuck with.”

“if you could stop being madly in love for five minutes, maybe you’d actually get something done.” pato joked, nudging his shoulder

well, how could dave get anything done when all he wanted to do was her?

he slipped behind her, resting his hands on his lovers waist before leaning down to rest his chin on the top of her head. she hummed in content, leaning into his touch, placing one hand on top of his.

lissie and elba gave them a knowing look before drifting off to find their respective partners: marcus was out on the porch with the other ganassi boys and elbas husband had long since vanished after pato sent him on a beer run.

“your friends didn’t have to leave.”

“they did when you gave me bedroom eyes.” y/n laughed, mimicking her boyfriends ‘fuck me’ eyes before she kissed him softly, turning around in his touch so she could hug him.

one of davids hands come down to gently squeeze her ass, a fistful of flesh in his comforting grip. she knew what he wanted.

“you look so innocent in white. with those carnations on your wrist and the lace on your hair. but nobody else knows what I know, my pretty perfect girl.”

“mhm, and what’s that.”

“how you sound anything but innocent when I have my tongue buried inside of you.” he rasped, lips just barely dusting her ear.

and that’s how they found themselves on one of the house’s cavernous bathrooms, their giggles echoing off the tile as david swept her off her feet, his lips stitched to hers with a grin as he guided her towards the vanity.

“david!” she giggled, feeling his hands venture up her dress, hiking the white fabric over her hips before he groaned.

“jesus, you even wore the leg garter.”

“um, yeah. hand to god, I was hoping you’d rip it off me when we got home.”

at the confession, he wasted no time dropping to his knees, kissing up her thigh before gripping the garter between his teeth and attempting to tear it off. when that didn’t work, the mclaren driver let out a disgruntled, well, grunt, before ripping it apart by hand. she gasped, feeling his hungry lips trailing up her thigh.

"here? in pato's bathroom?"

david shrugged. "i had a craving."

"for what?" she laughed

"you. on the counter, love. spread those gorgeous legs nice and wide for me."

she did as she was told, perching on the edge of the counter. her garter lay in shambles on the floor, which she had figured was going to happen at some point during the night. david's hands grappled for her lacy panties, the man barely paying the pattern any mind as he fought to yank them down her legs without breaking them (and he heard a few stitches pop, he can't guarantee there aren't any rips).

"you're my own personal angel, sweetheart." he breathed, sinking to the cold tile floor. the bathroom lighting was soft, framing her face in a gentle halo of light. "too wicked for heaven, but way too sweet for hell."

she breathed heavily as david's warm hands parted her slick lips, her juices dripping onto the counter.

"fuck, baby." he exhaled. "i got you this worked up already?"

she nodded, nudging him with one silver stiletto-clad foot. "david. please."

"patience, my sweet girl." david hummed, clicking his tongue before running his fingers over entrance. "so good for me." he breathed, the cold air to her most sensitive area making her jolt.

and when his tongue licked it's first path up her cunt, she couldn't stop the moan she let out; a hearty, yet strangled cry that she was certain could be heard through the drywal if not for felix's phone being hooked up to the sound system, currently blaring the monster mash.

she would never get tired of the way david ate her out, like he was on death row and she was his last meal. he paid her so much care and attention, her arousal dripping down his face as he practically french kissed her heat, strong hands keeping her legs spread for him.

"oh god, david." she whined, bucking against his face, tangling one hand in his curls.

"i know honey, i know. god, i love this pussy. but you need to stay quiet. we can't let anybody hear those sexy noises you make." he slurred, drunk off the taste of her as he plunged his tongue inside her without warning.

she tried to form words, tried to even just let out an expletive, but all that came out was another strangled moan, this one louder than the first, followed by a series of whimpers as she leaned back against the mirror, almost fucking herself on his tongue as she struggled to keep her hips under control.

“david!” she whined, pouting when he pulled away from her, a mischievous grin on his face.

“you promised to be quiet, love.”

“fuck off. I can be quiet, I will be so fucking quiet.” she begged. “please david, I need your tongue.”

“you have to be so so quiet, pretty girl. or I’ll have to put your panties in your mouth to muffle those pretty whines.”

he focussed his attention back on her aching core, tongue lapping up every last drop of the juices spilling from her. she bit her lip to stop herself from moaning, hard enough to draw blood as he sucked her clit in between his lips.

“oh my god, david.”

“what the fuck?!?!”

david stumbled to his feet, almost tripping in the white lace lying against the floor as he moved the shield his girlfriend from the interlopers eyes.

“sting ray? what the fuck, dude!” david shouted, trying to wipe off his face. it was pointless: they were both flushed red and it was obvious what they had been doing.

of course, the garter and panties on the floor would probably give it away.

sting ray robb stood in the doorway blinking as he tried to comprehend what he had just walked in on. “have you never heard of locking the goddamn door! I have seen things that no man should ever see!”

“haven’t you ever heard of knocking!”

shocked, dumbfounded and a little traumatized, sting ray shut his eyes and backed away from the doorframe, practically slamming the door closed with a disgusted shout.

“I have seen things I can’t unsee!” his idaho drawl carried down the hall as david and y/n stood stock still in the bathroom, laughter on their rosy cheeks.

“dave!” she scolded “why didn’t you lock the door?”

david shrugged, kissing her forehead. “you distract me too much. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“if I lock the door, can we finish what we started?”

“david malukas!”

TAGS:

@magnummagnussen @clemswrld @httpiastri @libraryofloveletters @lorarri @scuderiamh @sidcrosbyspuck @diorleclerc @love4lando @thatsdemko @oconso

#david malukas #david malukas x reader #kinktober: tasias version #indycar x reader #indycar rpf #indycar smut #david malukas smut #the cozy collection 2023

[thislovintime]

Song spotlight: “Can You Dig It?” (Tork); photos from the set of Head (1968).

"'Can You Dig It' is about the Tao. The hook line I wrote in my dressing room on the set [of the television series in 1967]. The chords for the chorus I’d written in college, and [they] had just stuck with me. I hadn’t been able to do a thing with them until I was sittin’ there, just writin’ on a scrap of paper with ideas, and I wrote, 'Can you dig it?/Do you know/Would you care to let it show?’ Those three as a triplet — as opposed to a couplet. I just looked at them and [went], 'Wow!’ I grabbed a pencil and circled those three. They were part of a quatrain. I said, ‘Wait a minute. No, this works best as a little three-line chorus.'" - Peter Tork, Head box set liner notes

"I think they’re ['Can You Dig It?’ and 'Long Title: Do I Have To Do This All Over Again?'] the best songs in the movie [Head]. I love both of them. I thought they were just terrific. He had plugged himself into that whole Stephen Stills connection and was working with those guys. I think they fit the movie better than anything did. When those two songs start up in the movie, it comes alive for me." - Michael Nesmith, Head box set liner notes

“This started as a set of changes I wrote in college and didn’t know what to do with. Then one afternoon on the set of the Monkees we were making the TV show and I had my guitar in my dressing room. The basic lyrics came to me and these changes I had stored in the back of my brain spring forth and dictated that kind of vaguely Spanish/North African harmonic sense. I was writing about the great unknown source of all. It was perfect for the Head soundtrack.” - Peter Tork, Rolling Stone, August 23, 2016

“When I recorded ‘Can You Dig It,’ the guitar solo originally ran about three or four minutes all by itself. We cut that back to a minute and a half. Bob Rafelson took a pair of scissors and snipped off the end of it. He didn’t ask me to shorten it, which I would have been glad to do. He just chopped it off. Son of a bitch! I have a lot of gripes about that, but that’s neither here nor there.” - Peter Tork, Blitz!, May/June 1980

“Dewey Martin, Buffalo Springfield’s drummer. He was also a very good drummer. I was really impressed with him. In the Monkees movie Head, ‘Long Title’ and ‘Can You Dig It,’ he’s on both of those cuts. He’s the drummer on both of those, for the most part. Actually, I think it’s ‘Can You Dig It,’ it involves a lot of playing around on the toms, and I had Dewey take the snares off of his snare to make it into another tom, and he said, ‘I can’t get the snare back on in time to play the backbeats,’ and I said, ‘Nevermind, play the backbeats on the tom and I’ll overdub the snare afterwards.’ And I overdubbed the snare myself, so that’s me playing snare. But all the running around on the toms and the rest of it, that’s Dewey.” - Peter Tork, 2007, published by Rolling Stone in 2019 (x)

"Can You Dig It?" with Peter's vocal, 1968: here.

Peter performing "Can You Dig It?" live during The Monkees' tour in 1987: here.

#Peter Tork #Davy Jones #Michael Nesmith #Micky Dolenz #Head (1968) #The Monkees #Monkees #Tork quotes #Tork songs #Can You Dig It #1960s #criminally underrated #Peter deserved better #long read #Dewey Martin #love his mind #1968 #Blitz! Magazine #Rolling Stone #can you queue it

[komotionlessqueenmm]

PART ONE

Okay so this is a list of my headcanon/preferences, with links leading to each post. I give a basic summary of the headcanon/preference, then what fandom it belongs to, and who from said fandom is involved. Plus whether or not it was requested, just because.

1.) You ask if you can peg them. (X)

• It (Movie 2017)

• The Bowers gang.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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2.)They react to the phrase "Fuck me running." (X)

• Vikings (TV series 2013)

• Ragnar, Rollo, Harald, Halfdan, Ivar, Björn, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Alfred.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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3.) They react to you telling them you're allergic to bullshit. (X)

• Vikings (TV series 2013)

• Ragnar, Rollo, Harald, Halfdan, Ivar, Björn, Ubbe, Hvitserk, Alfred.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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4.) You ask if you can peg them. (X)

• Horror movies addition.

• Dr. Herbert West (Re-animator 1985), Dr. Daniel Schreber (Dark City 1998), Ash Williams (Evil Dead 1981), Stu Macher (Scream 1996), Bo Sinclair (Wax Museum 2005), Eric Draven (The Crow 1994), Otis Driftwood (House of a Thousand Corpses 2003), Djinn (Wishmaster 1997), Josh Lambert (Insidious 2010).

(NOT REQUESTED)

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5.) How do they feel about you being more badass than them? (X)

• Assassins Creed (Video game series)

• Altaïr Ibn-LaʼAhad, Ezio Auditore da Firenze, Connor Kenway, Edward Kenway, Jacob Frye, Bayek, Desmond Miles.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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6.) They react to you telling them to bruise your esophagus. (X)

• American Gods (TV series 2017)

• Mad Sweeny, Shadow Moon, Mr. World, Technical Boy, Low-Key Lyesmith.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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7.) They react to you telling them "I wanna choke on your dick until I pass out." PART ONE (X) PART TWO (X)

• Miscellaneous fandom's

• DIDN'T WANNA LIST THEM ALL, JUST LOOK INTO THEM YOURSELF LOL. (ALL AND ALL THERE ARE 14 PEOPLE)

(NOT REQUESTED)

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8.) They develop a mommy kink, & along with a bit of a lactation kink, because of how busty you are. (X)

• It (Movie 2017)

• The Bowers gang

(NOT REQUESTED)

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9.) You let them design your next tattoo. (X)

• The Lost Boys (Movie 1987)

• David, Marko, Paul, Dwayne.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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UNLISTED : How would each of the bowers gang react if the other members walked in while they’re being pegged/fingered/eaten out. (X)

• It (Movies 2017)

• Bowers gang

(REQUESTED)

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10.) The basics of their yandere obsession with you. (X)

• Type O Negative (Band)

• Peter Steele.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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11.) Basic relationship headcanons. (X)

• The Black Phone (Movie 2021) crossed with Stranger Things (TV series 2016)

• Vance Hopper.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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12.) The basics of their yandere obsession with you. (X)

• Star Wars (Solo triplets)

• Kylo Ren, Ben Solo, Matt Solo.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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13.) How would magni and modi handle their child being named Thor’s successor? (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Magni, Modi.

(REQUESTED)

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14.) What is the relationship between magni and modi’s children and their family? (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Magni, Modi.

(REQUESTED)

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15.) Magni, Modi, and Baldurs children reacting to their parents death. (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Magni, Modi, Baldur.

(REQUESTED)

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16.) Freya learning she is a grandmother. (Baldurs daughter) (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Baldur, Freya.

(REQUESTED)

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17.) Will Kratos take you in after the death of your father Modi? (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Modi, Kratos, Atreus, Mimir.

(REQUESTED)

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18.) How will they react when you die in place of them? (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Magni, Modi, Baldur.

(REQUESTED)

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19.) Romantic headcanons. (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Baldur, Magni, Modi.

(REQUESTED)

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20.) How do they react to you having visions of dark things? (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Modi, Baldur.

(REQUESTED)

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21.) They react to finding out you're pregnant with their child. (X)

• God of War (Video game 2018)

• Magni, Modi, Baldur.

(REQUESTED)

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22.) They react to finding out you're pregnant with their child. (X)

• Actors.

• Tom Cruise, Antony Starr.

(REQUESTED)

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23.) The basics of their yandere obsession with you. (X)

• The Witcher (TV series 2019)

• Geralt.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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24.) They react to you yelling "VIBE CHECK!" as you hit a victim with a baseball bat. (X)

• Slashers addition.

• DIDN'T WANNA LIST THEM ALL, JUST LOOK INTO THEM YOURSELF LOL. (ALL AND ALL THERE ARE 23 PEOPLE)

(NOT REQUESTED)

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25.) How do they react when you ask them to lay on top of you for the first time in your relationship. (X)

• Slipknot (Band)

• Corey Taylor, Joey Jordison, Mick Thomson, Sid Wilson, Jim Root.

(NOT REQUESTED)

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26.) Romantic headcanons (X)

• Resident Evil 7 Biohazard (Video game 2017)

• Lucas Baker

(REQUESTED)

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27.) He reacts to you being an absolute tech wiz. (X)

• Resident Evil 7 Biohazard (Video game 2017)

• Lucas Baker

(REQUESTED)

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28.) Being Rocky's little sister, and falling for Ivan Drago. (X)

• Rocky IV (Movie 1985)

• Ivan Drago

(REQUESTED)

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29.) Platonic relationship with The Grabber. (X)

• The Black Phone (Movie 2022)

• Albert Shaw

(REQUESTED)

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30.) Syd is a dilf/gilf. (X)

• Cocaine Bear (Movie 2023)

• Syd White

(REQUESTED)

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31.) He's got a breeding kink. (X)

• Batman Forever (Movie 1995)

• Dick Grayson

(NOT REQUESTED)

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32.) He loves his plus size sweetheart. (X)

• Rocky IV (Movie 1985)

• Ivan Drago

(REQUESTED)

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33.) Reactions to their partners nipples being pierced. (X)

• Miscellaneous fandoms

• DIDN'T WANNA LIST THEM ALL, JUST LOOK INTO THEM YOURSELF LOL. (ALL AND ALL THERE ARE 9 PEOPLE)

(NOT REQUESTED)

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34.) What is Valentine's Day like with them? (X)

• Miscellaneous fandoms

• DIDN'T WANNA LIST THEM ALL, JUST LOOK INTO THEM YOURSELF LOL. (ALL AND ALL THERE ARE 9 PEOPLE)

(NOT REQUESTED)

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#Headcanon #preference #masterlist #master list #Headcannon/prefrence

[abyssalaus]

Danganronpa Talentswap: CiDR Edition!

I am a big fan of ThatCheesyBastard’s Cartoons in Danganronoa series. Despite only being on the first case, it brims with personality, love and a great understanding of the shows it uses and of Danganronpa in general. So I thought, why not throw into my insane talentswap thing? Though I am gonna throw in one interesting caveat: by the nature of swapping their talents, they effectively change the whole show, frequently having the artstyle of the duo they swapped with. There are the obvious exceptions: The IZ characters keep their artstyle because Membrane would murder me if I tried and the three solo chars swap their artstyles instead(going Jenny with Star’s, Morty’s with Jenny’s & Star’s with Morty’s) Anyway here we goooo! Mason “Dipper” Pines, Ultimate Fiend Maker & Mabel Pines, Ultimate Motivator Show: How to Make F”r”iends: During their summer vacation to Gravity Falls, the Pines Twins discover a book called How to Make Fiends, that teaches them how to make beings called Fiends. They plan to use them to have the best goshdarn summer in a backwater town ever! Dib Membrane, Ultimate Magician, Gaz Membrane, Ultimate Assistant & Z.I.M, Ultimate Fighting Machine. Show: Membrane the Magnificent. Dib Membrane’s father, Professor Membrane is truly one of the world’s greatest scientists. Dib however merely seeks his father’s approval and to become a great stage magician to which he...disapproves to put it mildly. So with the (often times forced) help of his sister and the robot his dad built to keep them safe, he will show the world how magnificent his magic is! Morty Smith, Ultimate Extraterrestrial Scientist Show: Distance is Relatives. Morty’s seemingly dead grandfather Rick has come back into his family’s life to teach Morty how to become a scientist! However, Rick is a sussy imposter, an alien from the planet C-137(short for Cloner 137) who is seeking to make Earth into C-138 and is only teaching Morty so he can build what’s needed to do that! Jenny Wakeman, Ultimate Paranormal Investigator Show: Old Haunts. Jenny Wakeman decides to make her own future and with the help of her mother creating special ghost hunting equipment(really just a way to enact her own plans for her daughter’s future, being a superhero), hunts down ghosts in her area. It’s...a little difficult considering it seems a lot of people like pretending to be ghosts for one reasons or another. “Star Butterfly”, Ultimate Gamer Show: Vs Mode! Star Butterfly is a relatively famous video gamer and influencer. What she doesn’t know is the people she plays against online on her TV are actually magical spirits and other such dimensional bru-haha! But hey makes good content whenever her on again, off again boyfriend and camera operator Marco Diaz can bother to help! Eddy, Ultimate Team Leader & Ed, Ultimate Animal Whisperer Show: Do Good-ed. One day a young scientific prodigy named Sarah was lonely and wanted little brothers to tease and dote on. So she made some with snips, snails and puppy dog tails...only to unwittingly mix in some Chemical X, causing her three siblings to come out...a little odd and with superpowers! Maybe she shouldn’t have rushed to give them names, since all she had was Ed... Bertha Utonium, Ultimate Jew & Beatrice Utonium, Ultimate Snack Enthuatist Show: Whoopass Show. In the city of Townsville(who named this town) lives the triplets Bertha, Beatrice and Betty alongside their father, who is a middle aged physicist of some renown...quite frankly he spoils the three and you can tell. But eh life is weird in Townsville from the demon that no one can tell if he’s gay or just flamboyant as hell, talking monkeys and that bitch Princess Morbucks, it’s one hell of a time! Vendetta, Ultimate Scam Artist & Charlotte, Ultimate Muscle Show: Making Much Moolah. In the dreary town of Clamburg, three girls make their own fun by causing chaos and scamming the general populace. Charlotte, despite being dimmer than a broken lightbulb, is insanely strong for a girl her age. Marian, despite being very shy(and putting up with these two, who can blame her) is surprisingly intelligent and a master of getting out of dodge and Vendetta runs every shebang to get enough money for three bottles of grape soda! Eric Cartman, Ultimate Detective & Kyle Broflovski, Ultimate Sweater Designer Show: Quiet Little Mountain Town. The town of South Park, cold and quiet holds many a mystery...and it seems like the only one capable of finding and solving them is racist fat bastard Eric Cartman and his friends, Stan Marsh the new kid, Kyle Broflovski his frequent bullying victim and Kenny, an enigma in and of himself.

#danganronpa #cartoons in danganronpa

[lilacveiledsea]

Good For Each Other 

Suna x fem!reader

warnings- cursing, alcohol

word count- 1.1k

The music was so loud you couldn't hear yourself think, you stood in the corner nursing your drink. Your brothers had begged you to come to this party with them. "Come on Y/N! It'll be fun we promise!" Atsumu had said while you stood in the twins doorway. they had also said they were going to stay by your side, but disappeared to who knows where as soon as they walked through the entrance of the party.

They probably went with the rest of their friends, not even paying mind to the fact they dragged the third triplet with them. There was one person who noticed you. Suna Rintaro had his eyes on you the moment you walked in. He watched the twins leave your side and wander off. He wanted to go to you so bad, but he was stuck in conversation with Kita. "Go. you haven't been paying attention to me anyway" Looking at Kita in shock, Rin just chuckled, "You noticed huh?" "who wouldn't? youre lucky her brothers aren't paying attention or they'd pounce on you." the white haired male stated while hiding his smirk behind his solo cup. Suna pushed away the wall he was leaning on and started to make his way across the drunken filled house to you. Looking up from your spot in the corner, you saw the fox eyed male a few feet away from you. bringing your cup up to your lips you smiled into it, you didn't expect Suna to come to you especially with how over protective your brothers are. "Hey y/n, why don't you come to the backyard with me? It's calmer outside." he asked as he reached your side. "Actually im quite comfortable here." you chided. "that's bullshit and you know it," he laughed as you slumped your head onto his shoulder, "yeah youre right, I just dont want to be a bother, you looked like you were enjoying yourself. You dont need to rescue me." he moved your head from his shoulder and put a finger under you chin moving you to make eye contact with him. "I wanted to," he whispered as he leaned down to put his forehead against yours. He wanted to kiss you so bad, but as you got closer to him, he pulled away. "Come on lets go." *its just the alcohol in her system, she doesn't actually like me back* he thought as he guided you through the house to the back door by your waist. This action didn't go unnoticed by your brothers, who just now remembered that you had come with them.

The cool air hit your face as Rin opened the back door, sobering you up instantly. A chill ran down your body causing you to subconsciously rub your arms. Next thing you knew, a jacket was being dropped around your shoulders, "here, you can use this." Suna said as he gripped your shoulders in a loving manner. "thank you" you said as you pulled your arms through the jacket and pulled it tighter around your body. He lead you over to the porch swing and sat down, holding his hand out to you. taking it, he pulled you not onto the swing, but into his lap. "whoa, Rin" He only chuckled at your response as you situated yourself to be more comfortable. You both sat in silence, enjoying the evening air, with the party music muffled behind you. Suna had one arm around your waist, securing you so you wouldn't fall, and the other on your back rubbing soothing circles while your head rested on his shoulder. You heard him take a deep sigh, "what's wrong Rinnie?" you question pulling your head up to look at him. you couldn't tell if the gleam of his eyes was due to the liquor or something else. He smiled as he buried his face in your neck, "yeah I'm fine Y/n, just have something on my mind" "do you want to talk about it? Im all ears for you." lifting his head, he continued, "yeah actually." Leaving the silence, signaling him to go on, which he did. “There’s been something that I’ve been meaning to say to you, but it’s been difficult due to your brothers,” "well my brothers are a pain in the ass a lot of the time so I understand." squeezing your waist, he went on, "Y/n, I really like you, actually I think I love you..." gasping you tried to turn around fully to look at him. Suna saw this and decided to stand you both up. "Suna! what?!?" a slight flash of hurt crossed his face, "wait wait, no! not a bad thing, I think I love you too! Its just this wasnt how I saw this going" Smiling at you he laughed, "I know, I wasnt planning on this either but you sitting in my lap, the peaceful night, it was all just perfect and I needed to say something. So what do you say, will you be my girlfriend?" thanks to the liquid courage in your system, you gave him his answer in the form of a kiss. He stumbled back a little but but regained his balance, put his hands on your waist and kissed you back with just as much passion. The first kiss was sloppy but full of love that you both have been hiding from each other.

Unbeknownst to you, Atsumu, Osamu and even Kita had seen this happen. "that bastard!!" "atsumu shut up," "No! 'Samu! Suna just kissed our sister! Suna out of all people! why couldnt she fall for Kita or something!" That earned him two slaps, one for his twin and the other from Kita. "let them be Atsumu, they're happy, plus I dont think Suna will do anything to hurt her, he literally left our conversation earlier to make sure she was ok, because you two idiots left her alone." putting his hands on his hips, Kita looked at the twins in disapproval, while they rubbed the back of their necks. Before they could speak again Kita turned back towards where you and Suna were now back on the swing, "plus, they're good for each other, let them be for tonight, you can speak to them tomorrow." and with that Kita dragged the twins away.

After the kiss Suna had put you both back on the swing for a little while longer. you had both decided that you were going to leave the party, but just wanted to wait a few more minutes to sober up. " so when are we going to tell my brothers? you had asked while playing with his hand, "hopefully never," after the look you gave him, Rin retracted his statement, "kidding, kidding, well tell them later. Lets just go for now, ill take you home ok?" Smiling at him you both enjoyed the rest of your evening, before Atsumu decided to follow you home trying to get Suna away from you.

a/n- hope y'all enjoyed! reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated!

© lilacveiledsea 2022 : Please do not claim, modify, copy or repost/translate any of my work on this site or any other site

#suna rintaro x reader #written by mars #haikyuu fluff #suna x reader #hqlabels #suna x you #suna x y/n #suna x self insert #haikyuu fic #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #suna rintarō #suna rintaro headcanons #inarizaki fluff #miya osamu x reader #haikyuu #miya twins

[maybe-your-left]

Would you ever write ben solo, kylo ren, matt solo x reader ? 🤤😛 triplets 😍😍😍

i have! i even have a fic with them (unfinished), if you browse their master lists you will find their content :) im always willing to write some triplet AU!

Kylo Ren Masterlist

Ben Solo Masterlist

Matt the Radar Tech Masterlist

Mega Masterlist

hope you fid something you like! :))))

#matt the radar technician #matt the radar tech #adam driver #adamdriver #kylo ren #ben solo #solo triplets #triplet au #my writing

[kriskalutz]

Soul Link Sims Challenge

Listen my brain went places tonight.

I recently learned about the Soul Link Nuzlocke challenge some players do in Pokemon and now I’m thinking maybe that can be done in a Sim’s game too. Here’s the basic idea, it might be altered over time:

1) The challenge is originally meant for 2 different players but could possibly be done by a single simmer or even more than 2 players at once. This is for both people who want to stream their games together or people who have limited time or friends to join them in the challenge. Solo play must do rotational games where each game is played 1 week at a time.

2) Standard Legacy rules would still apply and you can add optional challenges along with it, like Rainbowcy, Rags to Riches, etc.

3) The original Soul Link Nuzlocke challenge requires similar ‘game worlds’ (i.e. X and Y, not X and White) and I think that’s a good starting option: you have to play the same game (like Sims 4) and the same save file. If you’re use a custom save file with new characters to start one Legacy, the other has to start with the same file.

4) An OPTIONAL start would be having different ‘game worlds‘ for each legacy: for example one is in the world that loads up when you start a new file in Sims 4 and another is a custom save file, or one in Sunset Valley and another in Twinbrook for Sims 3. You should probably keep them in the same game though like both in Sims 4 or Sims 3. Might be a better option if you’re doing a solo rotational play.

5) Your Legacy doesn’t have to start in the same neighborhood (like Willowcreek, Oasis Springs, etc.) or live in the same lot, but once they’ve moved in, they’re officially Soul Linked.

6) Your founders are Soul Linked to each other. Your sims’ partners (spouses, boy/girlfriends, even nonromantic ones for Aces), children and pets are also Soul Linked based on the order they move in/are born into the house. The first partner from one family will always be Soul Linked to the first partner in the other family. The second children born or adopted into each household are Soul Link. The third cat or dog (doesn’t matter which) that was born or adopted into the house will always be linked to the third cat or dog in the other house. This link is stuck between them forever.

7) If one sim moves in two ‘partners’ to live in the legacy house (romantic or otherwise) the other has to have two ‘partners’. (You don’t have to force one side to marry if the other does.) If one gets has a child (including alien pregnancy), the other must as well (they don’t have to be pregnant, they can just adopt). If one sim has only a single child, but the other has twins or triplets, you must adopt or spawn in more children so they match. If one sim gets a cat or dog, the other gets a cat or dog.

8)If one household moves to a different lot, the other moves (you don’t have to force them to travel/go on vacations at the same time and they don’t have to move to the same lot). If one lot buys a business of any kind, the other must too (they don’t have to be the same kind of business like a Vet or Resturant or even actively pay attention to it: Base Game players don’t have to follow this rule obviously).

9) If a sim turns into a permanent Occult (not a skeleton or plantsim since those turn back eventually), their Soul Link partner must become one too. This is only for sims who start out as regular sims: if they move in as a Vampire, Alien, etc. you don’t have to follow this rule. They do not have to become the same type of Occult, but they just have to be something different. If an Occult turns back into a regular sim, their Soul Link partner must change back as well, even if they moved in as an Occult. Temporary lifestates (skeletons and plantsims) and lifestates that can’t change back (aliens and servos) don’t follow this rule.

10) If a sim or pet with a Soul Link dies for ANY reason, the sim/pet they share a Soul Link with must join them in death by any means necessary. (for those playing solo rotational playthroughs, you may mark the day of death and wait until that day). If a child or pet gets taken away via Social/Pet Services due to neglect, the child or pet that shares their Soul Link must be moved out to other unplayed households manually or completely deleted/killed off your game.

11) The heir of both houses must share a Soul Link. If you pick the third child of one household to be the heir, then the third child of the other household is also the heir. You can’t mix up Soul Links. This also means that if you move a sim or pet out, any sim/pet that shares a Soul Link with them in other household must be moved too.

12) Everything else is up to you. You’re free to make sims share the same traits, same LTWs, same likes and dislikes, etc. Or you can just play it with these basic rules.

#sims #sims 2 #sims 3 #sims 4 #legacy challenge #legacy challenges #the sims #the sims 2 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims challenges #custom challenges

[plungermusic]

You pays your money, and you takes your choice ...

Last week if you were feeling flush you could have paid an arm and two legs to go and see a stellar array of superannuated veterans of British music’s glorious past paying tribute to one of their own, in a cavernous echoing monument to another era’s bygone British glories ….

Or, for pretty much the same money, you could have booked a train, a hotel room, and tickets to see a bright light of Britain’s musical present, the Mike Ross Band, playing at The Greys in Brighton, like Plunger did.

Looking for all the world like a late-70s Danny McGrain, Mike was here (with Lindsey Oliver bass and Dan Postin drums) as part of his tour promoting new release Third Eye Open, and the set opened with a triplet of tracks from that album. Without the multi-tracking resources of the studio, the trio format cast an X-ray light on the essential structure of the songs: and what structure! The bare-bones energy and catch-you-off-guard rhythmic quirks of I Swear; the earthy hoedown oomph of Born To Me; and the stunning opener Never No More, delivered perhaps a little slower than the album, its stately pace highlighting the grungy Youngian sinew and power of the track.

The middle section of the show was given over to a selection box of treats from Mike’s previous albums: from Spindrift came the dreamy wistful regret-laden Cali-country of Lazy, the tremolo guitar matching the tremulous emotion of the vocal; next, Origin Story’s Ships Pass Me By, keeping up the laid-back West Coast vibe and featuring harmony bvs from Lindsey; The Clovis Limit Pt.2 provided the pugnacious pairing of a gutsy None Of Your Business and (dedicated to "all the Tories”) the heartfelt rage of The Only Place You Ever Take Me Is Down.

After the searing Greeney blues of an appropriately explosive Dark Powder (from Jenny’s Place, with an interesting variation on the usual latinate midbreak) Mike returned to Third Eye Open for the contrasting duo of the sun-kissed ambling Pettyness of Fallen Down, and Ugly Brain, a curled-lip glam swagger with a playground catcall chorus, then rounded out the set with another Clovis Limit Pt2 track, the shimmering menace and corsucating slide of Leviathan.

While the crowd at The Grey’s could have been larger (clashing with Brighton’s all-important game against Man City probably didn’t help), they were in fine voice and no mood to leave without an encore, and in fact we got two! The Mule-tinged reggae lope of Die Trying (from Origin Story) preceded the salacious snarl of Jenny’s Place opener Bamboozled for a barn-storming finale.

The usual consummate heart-on-his-sleeve performance, Mike’s guitar work was as always a joy to hear - fluid, organic, never forced but seeming to flow out of him as a natural progression to the song rather than ‘and now it’s time to shoehorn in a solo’… and the tone! Top work too from Lindsey and Dan, and it’s a pound to a penny the sound (and the beer) were better here than in South Ken… oh, and the Royal Albert Hall weren’t throwing in breakfast too.

Pound for pound Plunger are pretty confident we got the better bargain…

Third Eye Open is available from the usual online suspects and physically here: https://shop.mikerossmusic.co.uk/product/third-eye-open-cd for CD

and here: https://shop.mikerossmusic.co.uk/product/third-eye-open-vinyl for marble vinyl 12″ album.

#mike ross #mike ross music #taller mike #the greys brighton #twenty music roots #third eye open #brighton rock