se4son-of-the-witch

[se4son-of-the-witch]

sorry for not posting anything recently, i’ve just felt so unmotivated and anxiety has been kicking my ass lately. but i promise something should be out soon🤞🏻

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

hi baefies! if you wanna be added to my taglist please lmk!!! and if no one responds i will delete this and jump off a cliff due to embarrassment ❤️

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

Part 2 of pretty when you cry where Matt comes back to her crying and doesn't know why, but then she tells him how she feels about being an object to him when he wants some fun, and finally gets out that she doesn't want to do this anymore if this is how it was gonna be. (Leaving Matt feeling like shit as he should)

yes absolutely!! pt 2 is posted !!

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

pretty when you cry pt 2 - matt sturniolo

in which matt gets a much needed wake up call

based on this request !

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Enough was enough. You had come to this realization a few days ago. Ever since that night after the bar, you've been ignoring Matt. He's been begging to see you. To come over and fuck you then act like you weren't anything special.

However, this time you actually answered him. He had texted you, saying how much he had missed you and wanted to come over. Little did he know you were going to cut ties with him. Completely.

You've had enough of feeling like an object. Like you were just one of the many girls he could come to when he needed to get off. You were more than that. And you knew deep down Matt wouldn't want you seeing any other guys.

As you awaited his arrival, you paced around the room. You stopped in front of your mirror, taking a good look at yourself. You brushed your hair out of your face as you let out a deep breath. This was going to be a difficult thing to do, but you knew it was the best thing to do. 

A knock on the door thankfully took you out of your thoughts, making sure you were getting any second thoughts about your decision. 

You made your way down the stairs, bracing yourself for how awkward this whole interaction was going to be. You waited a second before opening the door, your hand hesitantly reaching for the handle. Behind the door, Matt stood on your front porch. He was wearing a black tank top and gray sweatpants, which he knew made you go crazy. However, you had to push those thoughts aside and stand up for yourself. 

"Hi, sweetheart," he greeted in a low tone. 

"Hi.' You kept your greeting short, not wanting it to go south before you had the chance to shut down your little situation. You closed the door behind you, making Matt's eyebrows raise in confusion, and took another step towards him. 

"What, did you wanna go back to my place or something?" He smirked at you, trying to get some sort of reaction from you. 

You let out a deep breath. "I can't do this anymore, Matt." You made short eye contact, trying to keep yourself from backing out. 

"What?" You didn't say anything which made his face slightly fall. "We don't have to have sex. We could just watch a movie or something." He shrugged his shoulders, not even sounding remotely interested in just cuddling with you.

"No, Matt, I'm saying," you paused, "I can't continue this." You pointed between the two of you. He looked down at you with his eyes slightly squinted. 

"What did I do wrong?" For some reason you couldn't place it, his tone was off. Like he didn't actually care to hear what he did wrong. Almost as if he was trying to pity himself and turn the whole situation on you. 

"It's just unfair." A deep sigh came from your mouth, making him take a step back. The confusion on his face was now replaced with annoyance. 

"I don't understand." He crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head at you. "You're the one who keeps coming to see me, yet it's unfair to you?"

His words made you scoff. "Don't even go there, Matt." The two of you stood in silence for a minute, anger beginning to boil in your blood. "I know I'm not the only one, Matt." His mouth slightly gaped, making you scoff. "You were literally talking to a girl the other day after we came home from the bar." 

"What? I can't have other friends? It's not like we're even together," he shot back.

"That's just it, Matt. We're not together, yet you talk to me like we've been devoted to each other for years."

"Well, how was I supposed to talk to you?"

You laughed. He sounded like a complete idiot right now. "That's not the point. And you know damn well if I was talking to anybody else you would lose your shit." He scowled at you, really letting your words sink in. "It's just unfair." 

"You don't know that."

"Trust me, I do." He looked away, knowing deep down you were right, he just didn't want to admit it. "I just can't do this anymore. I'm more than someone you use to get off when you're horny." 

He shuffled back and forth on his feet, trying to think of what to say next. "You know you mean more than that, Y/n." He stepped closer to you, trying to caress your arm. However, you took a step back, brushing him off. 

"Do I, Matt?" When he didn't answer, you confirmed that this was the best thing to do. "Look, I can't just be an object. Not to you or anyone else." You took a deep breath. "So after you leave tonight, don't try to reach out, because I'm not going to answer." 

Although it didn't show on his face, you knew how hard your words hit him. It's as if all of his blood drained from his face, leaving him pale with slightly wide eyes. 

"Okay, okay. I can respect that." 

"Thank you, Matt." 

After what felt like an eternity of awkward silence, Matt spoke. "Well, I wish you the best, sweetheart. Maybe one day I'll see you around?" His tone was hopeful, which made you slightly smile. 

"I can't say." And you were telling the truth. As much as Matt made you feel special, you knew it was an act. However, he was a great guy. He just didn't know how to properly show you that. "Good night, Matt." You headed towards your front door, stepping inside. 

"Good night, Y/n." You watched as he walked off your porch, and headed to his car with his head low in defeat. Although it was an unusual sight to see, it took a big weight off of your shoulders. You were no longer his sweetheart and you couldn't feel better about that.

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a/n: no happy ending this time 😛😛

tags: @chrattstromboli @imwetforyourmom

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

pretty when you cry - matt sturniolo

in which matt unintentionally reminds you your just another one of his girls

warning !! slightly suggestive

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It was a bad idea. You knew that. Yet here you were, walking down the street, looking for the bar Matt asked you to meet him at. He was like a drug. He was so bad for you, but you couldn't get enough. Something about him kept you wanting more. Whether it was the devilish look in his eye or the way he spoke to you, you were captivated by him.

A bright neon sign attached to a brick building caught your attention. The place Matt would be. You let a breath as you pulled open the door, a bell chiming above you as you stepped in. You pulled down your tight, black skirt as you approached the bar area.

This place was quite different than the other bars you've been to. You were used to seeing half-naked girls and people snorting lines in the bathroom, but this was different. It was quite a high-end bar and there was hardly anyone in there. It was beautifully lit with warm lighting and soft rock music filled the air.

As you scoped out the room, your eyes landed on Matt. He sat at the bar, talking to the bartender. He wore a black t-shirt, exposing his tattooed skin. The way he leaned against the bar with his legs slightly spread had your heart racing in your chest.

You made your way over to him, subtly biting your lip in anticipation. Almost like he had eyes in the back of his head, he pulled the seat out next to him. You took a seat, crossing your legs, careful not to expose the panties you picked out for him.

"I ordered for you." You turned your head, meeting Matt's intense stare. His eyes traveled down your body, stopping at your thighs, which were fully on display for him. They made their way back up, stopping at your chest, before going back to looking into your eyes.

"Thank you." You gave him a small smile which made him smirk to himself.

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "You look beautiful tonight," he whispered. You felt your cheeks go flush as his hot breath tickled your skin. He pulled away, quite amused at the flustered look on your face. "What? Did I make you nervous, sweetheart?" His tone was quite arrogant as if he knew how much power he held over you.

Before you could answer, the bartender sat your drinks down in front of you with a smile. You picked up your glass, taking a swig of the dark liquid to help you loosen up a bit. As the burning liquid traveled down your throat, you closed your eyes, letting the liquid courage sink in.

Beside you, Matt watched you drink over the rim of his glass, making you set your glass down. "So, why'd you wanna see me tonight?" You weren't sure why you asked that question. It just slipped out of your mouth.

"Am I not allowed to see my pretty girl?"

Although those words made you scream internally, they stung. How could he call you his pretty girl? He couldn't commit to you, let alone stay faithful. You've seen him around town, in bars and clubs, touching on other girls, but you couldn't say anything. I mean, you did decide to meet up with him.

"You are, just didn't expect you to want to see me is all."

A soft breath left his lips as he registered your words. His hand found your thigh, squeezing the thick skin. "I always want to see you," he said lowly, his voice laced with seduction. He picked up his glass, knocking back the rest of what was in his cup. You mirrored his actions, trying to put your focus on something else but him.

His arm left the table and rested on the bare skin of your shoulder. His gentle touch alone sent shivers down your spine. His fingers began to move around your shoulder, tracing patterns onto the skin.

After a minute, the song on the stereo changed. "Wanna dance, sweetheart?"

You turned to look at him. His eyes were already on you, traveling around your face as he waited for your answer. "Yeah, sure." He gave you a satisfied smirk, which you returned.

The two of you walked toward the middle of the room, giving yourselves space to dance. As the soft rock melody filled the air, Matt grabbed onto your waist. He pulled you close to him, leaving a small space between the two of you. Your arms rested on his shoulder, your fingers brushing against his back.

The two of you began to sway to the music, finding your rhythm as the music went on. His large hands held onto you tightly, making you feel the most secure you've ever felt. His eyes stared down at you, hungrily watching as you swayed.

"Matt, it's not polite to stare," you teased in a low tone.

"Can I not stare at my pretty baby?"

Those words made you melt beneath him. You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his in a desperate stare. His eyes wandered down to your lips before flitting back up to your eyes. His thumb found your bottom lip, pulling down the plump skin, watching as it bounced back into place.

His hand found your jaw, his rough fingers feeling so familiar on your skin, and pulled you closer to him. Your lips connected, sending sparks through your body. The taste of alcohol rested on his lips, making the kiss ten times more passionate.

As he slipped his tongue into your mouth, his hand traveled up into your hair. He tangled his fingers in the dark strands, tugging at them. A quiet moan left your mouth at the pull, making him smirk into the kiss.

He bit down on your bottom lip as he pulled away, letting it fall, making you softly gasp. "Did you like that?" he whispered. You mumbled a response making him smirk. "Let's get outta here."

The drive back to your house felt like an eternity. You grew impatient in the passenger seat, looking out the window to distract yourself. Matt didn't even have to try when it came to driving you insane.

He grabbed onto your hand as you walked to the front door. You fumbled with the keys, frantically unlocking the door as he watched you. You pushed the door open, leading him inside. You led him to the couch, signaling for him to take a seat.

He looked so pretty on your couch. He was leaning against the pillows, his legs slightly spread with his arms on the back of the couch. He made a subtle gesture towards his lap, signaling for you to take a seat.

You straddled his lap, letting your legs dangle over him. His hands found the small of your back, resting them dangerously close to your ass. You couldn't help but notice the way he bit his lip as he looked at you. His eyes were full of hunger as they locked onto your chest. "You can take it off," you whispered. His eyes looked up at yours, slightly widened in shock by your boldness.

His hands found the tie of your top, undoing it in a slow tease. He watched as it fell, leaving you in your black bra. His hands reached for them, cupping them through the fabric. Your breath got caught in your throat as he touched you.

Your arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer to you. You leaned down, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. As your lips moved in sync, his hands stayed on you, fondling your breasts through your bra.

The kiss became more hungry as you ground down on him, moans escaping your lips. His hands found the clasp of your bra, carefully undoing it. As your breasts fell free, he took them in his hands, making goosebumps rise on your skin.

You pulled away, letting out little pants as your eyes focused on his hands. You hungrily watched as he toyed with your breasts, sending heat straight to your core.

“So pretty.” He replaced his hands with his mouth, his lips attaching to your right nipple. This earned a gasp from you, your head slightly tipping back.

“Fuck, Matt.” Your hands found his hair, pushing him closer to you. The pleasure doubled as your hips continued to circle, making him groan on your breast.

A sudden vibration beneath you made you gasp. You moved off of his lap, sitting beside him on the couch. You began to catch your breath as you watched him slide his phone out of his pocket. Your eyes traveled over the bright screen, your heart dropping as you saw what was on the screen.

Lena is calling….

You scoffed to yourself as you grabbed your bra. Matt stood up from the couch as you slipped it on. He held the phone up to his ear, greeting the person on the other end. You watched as he listened to Lena, your stomach starting to hurt.

As he hung up, you stood up beside him. “Who was it?”

“Nobody. Look, I have to go. I’ll see you later?”

You tilted your head at him, slightly squinting your eyes. He wore a confused look making you let out a deep breath. “Yeah, yeah, I guess.”

“See you later, sweetheart. I won’t have you waiting too long.” He gave you a smirk and a wink before heading towards the front door.

As you watched him get in the car through the window, your eyes couldn’t help but well up with tears.

You were right. You shouldn’t have met up with him. Tears began to run down your cheeks as you walked back to the couch. You picked up your top, clutching it to your chest as you cried.

It’s like you were an object. Just another girl he could call when he needed some fun. But you could never say no. And after all, you did look pretty when you cried.

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a/n: I wrote this out of pure boredom in the middle of the night…😭

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

i love writing dark angsty shit about matt, it’s so fun. my next work about him is inspired by “pretty when you cry” by VAST 😛😛

but anyway, i need matt severely. like he’s the only man for me i fear.

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

not a req, just love your work 🌸

aww thank you so much, i really appreciate that !! love you sm for this <3

[se4son-of-the-witch]

https://youtu.be/ZgXvVrqQFkc?si=aDkOhYdMCm18olGW

this is a really good vid too if you want more inspiration if you write the smut i just requested!! :) love you!!!

you bet my gay ass definitely watched both videos 😭😭 and i saw your other response, so i got youuu. love you too !!!!

[se4son-of-the-witch]

Hey i love your smut!! can you pleaseeeeee do a smut for chris where he’s been working super hard on his brand and with youtube and hasn’t had much time for you, where he feels horrible and thinks you’re mad at him but you’re not!! you actually admire how hard working he is and tell him you think it’s super sexyyyy. you show him how grateful you are when he gets home late one night for the weekend by turning the lights low in his room and playing music, giving him a really sexy lap dance in lingerie and heels hehe and he loves it and it turns him onnnnn 🤭 he’s all speechless and admiring you while you’re like “let me show you how proud i am to be yours chris” and grindingggg and making out and stuff and then he fucks you slow and deep after the dance is over!!!! like omfgggg i’m giggling and kicking my feet just requesting this lmfao

i wanna put a yt link so you get the idea of the lap dance she gives him :))) you can totally choose whatever song that she does the dance to!!!

https://youtu.be/HW4Qvc8Bx1s?si=Q5pfaQMP6DpCZycF

omg i love this idea 😛😛😛 i will work on it !!

[se4son-of-the-witch]

when you know you know - matt sturniolo

in which seeing matt interact with your little cousin tugs on your heartstrings

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Nerves were running rampant through Matt's body. You could practically feel it. Most of the car ride had been silent, which was unusual. The two of you would normally talk the whole time, talking about your day or anything that was on your mind.

However, Matt was too uneasy to speak. Today he was finally going to be meeting the rest of your family. He had met your parents a few months earlier, and of course, he was nervous, but this was a whole different level of anxiousness.

You two had been together for almost a year. He had met your parents a few months in, and they absolutely adored him. It was the same way when you met his. But, meeting the rest of your family was an even bigger deal to him.

Every year, your family would host a big cookout in the summer. It was a way for everyone to see each other and catch up. And you thought it would be the perfect idea to bring Matt.

"It's okay, baby." Your hand found his arm, gently grabbing onto the tattooed skin. You began to rub patterns onto the skin, trying to calm him down. His eyes left the road for a split second, locking onto yours. You gave him a small smile as you looked into his eyes. They were slightly widened, which told you just how anxious he was. "I'll be with you the whole time."

After about twenty more minutes of driving, Matt pulled his car into your aunt's driveway. You watched his fingers slightly tremble as he took the key out of the ignition, which made you frown to yourself. "You ready, babe?" you asked as you unbuckled your seatbelt. He gave a short nod before the both of you exited the car.

You stood hand in hand at the front door, waiting for someone to open it. Matt occasionally gave your hand a squeeze, which you learned was a way he coped with his anxiety. Soon enough, the door opened to reveal your little cousin. "Y/n!" she squealed. She ran up to you, wrapping herself around your body. Her head rested on your stomach as she looked up at you, making you laugh.

"Hi, Julie." Julie was your little cousin and was only six years old. Over the years, the two of you had grown quite close. At every family event, she stayed attached to your hip. "How have you been, pretty girl?"

"Good."

You turned to look at Matt. He had a big smile on his face as he looked down at Julie. "She's the cutest isn't she?" He nodded at you. "Julie, this is Matt." She looked up at him, shyly waving at him.

"Hi, Julie." He held his hand out for a high five, which she hesitantly accepted.

"Y/n, it's so good to see you." Your aunt came around the corner, wiping her hands on her pants. Based on that, you could tell she had been cooking. She loved to cook and you always enjoyed her food. Her arms wrapped around you, pulling you into her chest for a hug. As she pulled away, she looked you up and down. "Don't you look awful pretty?"

"You know I get it from my mama," you replied with a laugh.

Her eyes wandered from you and over to Matt. She gave him a quick look before looking back to you. "Oh, this is Matt."

"It's nice to meet you, Matt." She pulled him in for a quick hug, which he stiffly accepted. "I'm Y/n's aunt Veronica."

"It's nice to meet you, Mrs. L/N."

"Oh, please call me Veronica. Calling me Mrs. sounds so old," she said with a laugh. A nervous chuckle left his mouth as he nodded. "Well, I'll let y'all get out there. I gotta get back to the kitchen anyway."

You grabbed Matt's hand and led him out to the backyard. Your parents were sitting at a table, talking to your grandparents. You walked over towards them, Matt following close behind you.

You wrapped your arms around your mom, resting your head on her shoulder. "Hi, my girl." Your mom grabbed onto your arms, giving them a loving squeeze.

You pulled away, making her turn around in her seat. Her eyes landed on Matt, immediately lighting up. "Matt, it's good to see you, honey." He walked over to her, giving her a quick hug.

After your father hugged you, he walked over to Matt, giving him a pat on the back. "It's good to see you. Don't be too nervous, I was in your position not too long ago," he joked. Matt let out a laugh, which made you smile to yourself.

For the next few hours, you spent your time stuffing your face and introducing Matt to the rest of your family. It was safe to say they liked him already. And you could see every ounce of nervousness leave his body.

After a quick trip to the bathroom, you made your way back outside. From across the yard, you could see Matt and Julie. She was on her swing and Matt stood behind her, gently pushing her forward. The sight alone made your heart burst.

You walked back to the table, taking a seat beside your aunt. Your eyes were still glued onto Matt, smiling as you saw how he interacted with Julie. How he made sure he was gentle and the big, toothy grin he had on his face. The sound of Julie's precious giggles filled your ears, making you clutch onto your heart.

"You picked a good one." You turned your attention to your aunt, who nudged your shoulder. "I've never seen her be so comfortable with someone so quick before."

"I know." The two of you sat side by side, watching as Matt played with Julie.

As the night came to an end, the sun started to set, making the air around you get chilly. After telling all of your aunts and uncles goodbye, you made your way over to Matt. He was still playing with Julie, only they had moved to her little table in the grass.

As you got closer, you saw Julie asleep on Matt's lap, her head resting on his chest. A little bit of drool shined from the corner of her mouth making you laugh to yourself. But the way Matt held onto her made butterflies erupt in your stomach. It's almost like he was made for this. Just seeing how good he was with kids made your heart stop.

"You ready to go?"

He placed his finger to his lips, making a shushing sound. "We gotta put to her bed first," he whispered. He carefully stood up, making sure not to wake her. His hand found the back of her head, holding her against his chest. You led him up into her room, tucking her in for bed.

When the two of you were back in the car, you couldn't help but sigh to yourself. It was such a good day for both of you. "What?"

You turned to look at him. "They loved you, Matt. They really did." You grabbed onto his hand, interlocking his fingers with yours. "Seeing you with Julie really made me happy. You don't understand how cute you looked." He softly laughed, squeezing your fingers.

No one in the world could be better for you.

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a/n: had to take a break from writing smut, was getting kinda tired of writing it 😭😭 but i just know matt would make an amazing girl dad ☹️

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

belly button piercing - matt & chris sturniolo

head cannons based on the reader getting their belly button pierced

based on this request !

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MATT

- the minute you mentioned getting one he was immediately hooked on the idea 

- anytime you contemplated whether or not you should get it, he would make sure to steer you towards getting it

"you know how hot that would make you look, babe?"

- he wanted to be with you when you got it pierced

- as you were getting pierced, he held onto your hand the whole time

"you're doing great, babe."

- he was there for moral support the first time you changed it

- once it was healed, he bought all sorts of jewelry for it

- he just thinks it's the most attractive piercing a girl could have

- whenever you wear cropped shirts, guarantee his eyes are locked on the jewelry

- when summer came around, he found himself getting turned on by how it looked in a bikini

- he would grip onto your waist, careful not to bump the jewelry, and whisper horny things in your ear

"the things I would do if it was just us." 

- it's safe to say he loves your piercing and thinks it makes you look ten times hotter

CHRIS 

- he had no idea you wanted a belly button piercing

- so when you came home with it pierced, he was definitely surprised

"holy shit! when did you get that pierced?"

- he totally thinks it's hot

- any chance he gets, he makes sure to compliment it

"it looks so good, holy fuck."

- he often helps you clean it, especially when you're feeling lazy

- buys a fuck ton of jewelry so you can switch it up

- he wants you to match the jewelry to what he's wearing

"if i wear this shirt, will you wear the blue jewelry?"

- absolutely loves the way it looks in a bikini 

- he thinks it's the hottest thing ever and was so glad you decided to get it pierced

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a/n: so sorry if this was shit…i currently have pink eye in both eyes, so i wanna limit my screen time ! 🖤

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

can u do a nick smut (male pov) of where reader comes back from a party drunk and is just extremely horny. like he’s touching nick near his crotch but nick always smacks his hand back, and he’s like grinding against nick and nick gets annoyed, too annoyed to where the point he fucks him

i don’t know how i feel about writing drunk smut 😭 especially when it’s one person that’s drunk and the other is sober, it just doesn’t feel right ? idk.

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

im not a boy but is it still like acceptable if I read nick smut?? idk and im scared im disrespecting him somehow

i don’t think it’s disrespectful to read if you’re not a boy. i mean, i’m a girl and i write it. i think as long as you’re not weird about it, you should be fine.

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

countertop - nick sturniolo

in which you bend nick over the counter

warning: smut!

nick x male reader

based off of this request !

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The smell of food filled the air, creating a sweet aroma in the house. Nick was currently stirring the pasta, making sure it was cooked all the way. You stood at the counter, dicing the tomatoes for the sauce. A silence filled the room as the two of you continued to chef up dinner.

Although Nick was too embarrassed to admit it, he had been in the mood all day. He occasionally stole desperate glances at you, hoping you would get the hint and do something, but he was unlucky all day.

Before he could stop himself, he made his way over to you, wrapping his arms around your body. "It's getting hard to focus on the pasta when all I want is for you to fuck me," he whispered into your ear. His breath tickled your skin, making you softly gasp. You set the knife down, turning so you were face to face with Nick.

"Yeah?" you teased. He mumbled a response under his breath, making you grab onto his waist. You pulled him closer, connecting your lips in a hungry kiss. His hands found their way into your hair, tugging at the strands, making you groan into his mouth. He took this opportunity to slip his tongue in, exploring your mouth.

When the kiss started to heat up, you pulled away, a string of saliva falling from your lips. The two of you were out of breath, lips slightly swollen. You slid one of the hands that was on his waist up to his back, making him bend over the counter. Your other hand still rested on his waist, harshly gripping onto his skin. You leaned over his body so you could whisper in his ear. "You want me to fuck you, baby?" He nodded at you, a small whimper coming from his lips, making you smirk.

You put your focus back on his lower half, slapping his asscheek, before kneading the skin in your hand. Slowly, you pulled his pants down, your fingers grazing his skin. Chills went down his spine as you barely touched him, making you smirk to yourself. "So needy, huh?"

"Mhm," he mumbled. He turned his head to look at you, eyes full of desperation.

"I'll take care of you, baby. Don't worry."

Your fingers found the zipper on your pants, pulling it down. Soon enough, you were completely bare on your lower half. You spit into your hand, using it as a lubricant. You stroked yourself a few times, your head slightly falling from the pleasure.

You slowly pushed yourself into Nick, gripping tightly onto his hips. A low groan left his mouth as you bottomed out, causing you to bite your bottom lip.

The grip on his hips got tighter as you began to thrust into him. “F-fuck,” he muttered under his breath.

“Am I making you feel good, baby?” He moaned a response, making you smirk to yourself.

Your hands eventually grabbed onto his, pulling them back, making his back arch even more. This new angle had the two of you letting out loud moans, getting you closer to your orgasm.

“Fuck, Nick,” you breathed out. You let go of his hands, making him fall back onto the counter. You gripped back onto his hips as you moved faster, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the room.

“I’m gonna cum,” Nick whined out.

You snaked your hand around his throat, pulling him up towards your chest. Your lips found his neck, gently biting at the skin. This double pleasure was enough to send Nick over the edge. With a few more deep thrusts, white ropes of cum were shooting from his cock, shaky moans leaving his mouth. You weren’t far behind him, pulling out to cum on his back.

“Fuck,” Nick sighed as he turned around. His chest was rapidly rising and falling as he attempted to catch his breath. He took your jaw in his hand, connecting your lips in a kiss.

It was safe to say that the pasta was now burnt, allowing you to go straight to desert.

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a/n: sorry it took me so long to write this…i am a procrastinator 😪😪

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

falling down pt 2 - matt sturniolo

in which you and matt make up after your heated argument

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Seven days. It's been seven days since you've last heard from Matt. He hadn't bothered to stop by your house, let alone even call. Even Nick and Chris called to check up on you. But you were used to this. Whenever Matt got upset, especially at you, he would distance himself. He would rather disregard the problem rather than try to fix it. And even though you would rather talk about things, Matt could be stubborn.

Most of the last seven days have been spent in bed, overthinking. What could you have done differently? Were you not giving enough? Those thoughts consumed you every second of every day. And it was safe to say you were running out of tears to cry.

A loud buzz took you out of your thoughts, making you sigh. You grabbed your phone from your bedside table, eyes slightly squinting from the bright light. Matt's contact photo appeared on the screen, making you let out a breath. Reluctantly you pressed accept and brought your phone up to your ear. The other end was quiet for a second before Matt spoke.

"Hey," he said with a deep breath. Based on his tone, you could tell he had been crying, which made your stomach slightly drop.

"Hi, Matt."

"How's it going? You still mad at me?" For some reason, the way he asked made your blood slightly boil.

You let out a dry laugh. "That's what you're worried about? We haven't spoken in a week and you're focused on whether or not I'm mad at you?"

"Look, I didn't call just to argue, so if you're gonna be like that just hang up."

"No one told you to call me."

"Don't be a dick."

Another dry laugh left your mouth, making him scoff from the other end. "You've been nothing but a dick to me, Matt. Don't try to turn this on me." The two of you sat in silence, only the sound of his breathing could be heard. "Well, I'm gonna go now if you have nothing to say," you said after a minute.

"Alright, bye." You pressed end call, not even bothering to tell him bye.

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Two more days had passed and nothing had changed. No text, call, facetime, nothing. This was the longest you had gone without seeing each other and it was starting to take a toll on you. You hadn't been eating properly, as you hadn't had an appetite. Your eyes were bloodshot and puffy from how much you'd been crying.

However, you had found the motivation to get out of bed and get a glass of water from the kitchen. As you went to reach for a glass, the doorbell rang. You shut the cabinet with a sigh and made your way to the front door. What was waiting on the other side was unexpected. Matt was at the door, a subtle frown on his face. His hair was a total mess and he had dark circles under his eyes.

When you opened the door, Matt's heart broke. His eyes scanned over you, taking in how dreadful you looked. Your eyes were red and puffy, your lips were extremely chapped, and you had tear stains on your cheeks. He also took note of the hoodie you were wearing. It was one of his hoodies, which made him feel a little better about coming over.

"What are you doing here?" You leaned against the door, eyes on him, waiting for him to talk. 

"We need to talk. Can I come in?"

You moved out of the way, allowing Matt to come in. You closed the door behind him, closely following him to the kitchen. He stood near the counter, anxiously shifting on his feet. You stood opposite of him, arms crossed over your chest. He let out a deep breath before he spoke. "I'm sorry," he said lowly. 

As his words registered, you looked up at the ceiling. Matt had apologized to you countless amount of times, yet there was no change in his behavior. "How can I be sure?" Your voice was beginning to tremble. 

"Because I love you, Y/n, you know that." You put your focus back on him, letting your eyes meet his. His eyes were optimistic, hoping you would accept his apology. "I know I haven't been the best, and I apologize for that."

"I know you haven't." Your eyes began to water, making you sniffle. Matt walked over to you, pulling you into his arms. Your head rested against his chest, his chin resting on top of it. After a minute, you pulled away. "I just want you to prove it to me. Show up for me. Be there when I need you, Matt." Tears rolled down your cheek, making Matt wipe them away with the pad of his thumb. 

"I will, baby, I promise you." He took your face in his hands, looking down at you with eyes full of passion. "I'll make more time for you. Even if it is just spending time in bed, watching movies," he said with a chuckle. 

"I'd like that," you said with a small smile.

"You're my number one priority. I wanna make you feel that way." As Matt continued to talk, you couldn't help but smile up at him. He leaned in, connecting your lips in a sweet kiss. The feeling of your lips against his once again made him smile into the kiss. 

He pulled away, resting his forehead on yours. His eyes were still locked on yours, making you melt beneath him. "You know I wasn't being serious when I told you to leave, right?"

"I know," he said with a chuckle. "But that's why I love you. You keep me on my toes," he joked. You playfully rolled your eyes at him before pulling him in for another kiss.

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a/n: a happy ending just for y’all 🫶🏻😋

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[se4son-of-the-witch]

MAKE A FALLING DOWN PART TWO IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES

😭 i actually posted part 2 but i deleted it bc i wasn’t happy with it. BUT i will rewrite and post tomorrow !!

[se4son-of-the-witch]

falling down - matt sturniolo

in which you and matt get into a heated argument

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Another night spent alone in bed. The fourth night alone this week. Matt was out at a party with his brothers, socializing and having fun, leaving you by yourself. You couldn't even understand why you were still together. He often left you alone, but you just couldn't find it in you to leave him. You were so happy with him. 

The front door shut from downstairs, making you sit up in your bed. You heard Matt slip off his shoes and shuffle up the stairs. He pushed open your bedroom door, making you smile to yourself. Instead of acknowledging you, he made his way to your bathroom, locking the door behind him. A shaky sigh left your mouth as you turned over in bed, pulling the blanket over your body. 

After a minute, he came out, making his way toward the bed. He laid down, his back resting against the headboard. He slid his phone out of his pocket, fixing his attention on the screen. For some reason this caused tears to form in your eyes. They sat at the brim of your eyes, threatening to fall. You hated being ignored and Matt knew that. 

"So, how was the party?" you asked, your voice slightly trembling. 

"It was good," he replied, his eyes not leaving his phone once. 

That was the final straw. The short, boring answer mixed with him not even looking at you was enough to make the tears fall from your eyes. As they fell, you let out a sniffle, making you bring your hand up to wipe your nose. Just as a quiet sob left your lips, you pushed yourself out of bed. You walked towards the balcony doors that were connected to your room. You slipped outside, closing the door behind you.

You leaned against the railing, looking out at the night sky. A light rain was falling, making you clutch to your skin. You began to sob as the rain fell, letting all of your emotions out. What a terrible feeling. You felt your heart shatter as you continued to cry, gasping for air. 

After what felt like an eternity, the balcony door opened. You quickly wiped your tears, taking a deep breath. You felt Matt's presence behind you, making your body stiff. "What are you doing out here in the rain?"

"Just clearing my head," you said quietly. 

"Are you not cold?" He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into his body. Although it wasn't right, a smile formed on your face as his body heat warmed you up. He turned you around, so you were face-to-face with him. His eyes scanned over your face, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "Were you crying?"

You looked away from him, "No, I'm fine." You pressed your lips together, trying not to show too much emotion. He grabbed your jaw, turning your face so he could look at you. You bit down on your lip, letting your eyes meet his. He saw the tear stains on your cheek making him softly huff.

"You don't wanna talk to me about it? You'd rather sit and cry in the rain?"

You let out a soft laugh. "That's all I've been trying to do, Matt. You just never give me the time of day anymore." You looked away from him, feeling your eyes beginning to well with tears once again. His soft expression turned into something different, almost like a look of frustration.

"That's unfair," he muttered, making you whip your head to look at him. 

"Unfair?" You let out a scoff. "You won't talk to me anymore, let alone look at me." Your voice started to shake as you continued to talk. "You don't care until it gets like this. Until I run away, crying to myself." By now the tears were pouring down your face, clouding your vision. 

"You don't come to me anymore." His words cut you like a knife, making you pull away from his grip. You ran your fingers through your hair, taking a seat on a chair that sat on the balcony. You were now full-on crying, fidgeting with your fingers as he looked at you. 

"Because I can't!" He took a step back, your harsh tone surprising him. "You've left me by myself four times this week! And when you finally do come home, you can't even acknowledge the fact that I'm there!" You were now full-on yelling at him, voice laced with anger, the tears beginning to dry on your cheeks. 

"You have to understand I have a life, Y/n." 

"What, like I don't?" you asked with a dry laugh. "Like I don't have a life outside of you?" You leaned forward in your seat, glaring at him. "I'm asking you to be my boyfriend, not my father. Jesus, Matt." You sat back in your seat, too upset to even lay your eyes on him. 

"I hate that you're being like this." He rolled his eyes, making your anger even worse.

"So leave," you said blankly. His eyes widened, taken back by your words. You were even surprised by what you said. 

"You serious?" Although you knew you weren't, you still nodded your head. He stood for a moment before heading towards the door. It slammed shut behind him, making you flinch from the loud noise. 

When the realization started to set in, you couldn't help but cry. You couldn't stand when Matt acted like that. Like you were asking for the moon and the stars. You just wanted him. All of him. Not half-assed love, but all that he had to offer.

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a/n: i love writing angsty shit like this ☠️

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