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sturnsreader · 5 months

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sleeping in

part 1 of 6

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you and chris were never the type to sleep in, but after you stay up all night watching tiktok’s together you could imagine how difficult it would be to get out of bed the next day. especially if that time is 7 in the morning when you had gone to sleep at 3 in the morning.

you groaned as the ear bleeding alarm rang throughout your ears. you rolled over to stop the alarm and checked the time, it hurt your head seeing the early time. you turned your head to the window to find it still pitch black outside, then to chris, fast asleep in his bed; the street lights from outside barely lighting up the room and his face. you realized how awful you would feel if you had to wake him up right now and tell him he needed to go do a show with matt and nick. so instead of doing exactly that, you turned your phone face down and scooted closer to your boyfriend and placed your head on his chest and fell back asleep immediately.

you were woken up hours later to shuffling around the room and muttering. you fluttered your eyes opened and slightly tilted your head up to find chris running around the room collecting his things then tugging his shirt off.

"shit, shit, shit, shit!" he mumbled while throwing on a hoodie.

"chris?" you asked sitting up. "what time is it?"

"12:30!" he exclaimed with stress in his voice

chris slid on his shoes and grabbed his phone.

"babe, we need to go, please hurry!"

"w-what, why?" you stuttered with a whine. hearing those words made you want to dig a hole and never come back out.

"remember the show..? we stayed up until three in the morning.. and it’s in ten minutes!" chris ran a hand through his hair.

"fuck! i forgot!"

you practically jumped out of the bed and dug through your bag of clothes for an outfit and hurried to the bathroom and changed and quickly did some makeup and tied your converse on.

you met chris at the front door and you guys ran out of the house and to the car and you drove to the directions nick gave you.

"we made it!" chris smiled at you as you both panted.

as soon as you seen nick you gave him a big hug. “omfg babe you look so good” he said with a smile.

“you were almost late and didn’t answer my texts.” matt said to chris after you gave him a side hug.

"we just slept in." he told nick and matt. "it's not a big deal.”

chris scoffed and grabbed your hand, you turned around as you hold onto chris’ arm and waved at matt and nick. you walked together until the show started and more people showed up. chris hesitantly walked up on stage. right when we walked on every kids head turned to the both of you. it was your first time doing a big thing like this with him. your attention turned to two girls whispering and laughing to each other. you rolled your eyes at them and stood closer to chris. chris took your hand and smiled at you. a guy cat called you from the front of the crowd. you ignored him as chris flipped him off.

you look at chris while him, matt, and nick talk to the big crowd. you turned around to see the guy that cat called you to be smirking at you, you scrunched your nose in disgust and turned back around and turned your head to chris to find him very concentrated on the first question he was answering. he ran his fingers through his hair. his nose all scrunched up and you couldn't help but just melt at the sight of him.

time passed and chris had started talking, it made you really anxious from the amount of people staring at you. your leg started shaking and your foot started tapping. chris luckily noticed the sudden movement and placed his hand on my thigh and gently squeezed while rubbing it with his thumb. the tapping slowly came to a stop, but he didn't move his hand off.

"what's going on, mama?"

you tore your gaze away from the crowd as he was trying to get your attention.

"i'm just stressed out, it's okay." you huffed a laugh.

"hey," chris scooted closer towards you.

"it's okay, baby. do you want to talk instead of me so people can hear it from you instead of me?"

you looked up to nick as he was speaking, nick knew that you wanted to speak so he got up and gave you the mic. you turned to chris with a smile as he smiled back. usually, you guys liked to keep these moments to yourselves. you guys found it extremely soapy for couples to be like this in public, but in this moment all you wanted to do was kiss him; and you knew that was what he wanted by the little sparkle in his eyes. so, you quickly pressed your lips to his, closing the gap between you two.

you guys quickly pulled away and chris took a quick glance around. you started speaking, all four of you making jokes. you even told the crowd how you knew you were in love with chris.

the dude who cat called you was now staring at you. chris was pissed. you could see the red on his face. chris gave him a cold look, wishing he would wipe that ugly smirk off of his face.

"baby, are you okay?" you questioned catching chris's attention again.

"pay no attention to him, ma." he said in anger

you ignored it and started speaking again. chris stayed close by the rest of the time. soon, the show was finished and you walked off stage hugging nick and laughing. the dude who was staring at you the whole show was right behind us.

as you were walking back he caught your attention.

"you smell great, y/n. nice body too” he said as he licked his lips

you turned to face the boy.

“uh, who are you”

“micheal. you really are sexy as f-“

he was cut off suddenly by chris.

“the fucks wrong with you, bitch. back the fuck off.”

he stayed silent. staring me up and down.

”chris what's going on?” you whispered to him.

you watched chris as he pushed micheal’s shoulders “speak up motherfucker!” chris said with such anger. you have never seen him so angry.

you rolled your eyes and looked to chris who was biting his lip.

you started walking away when suddenly there was a slap at your ass. you first turned to chris with widened eyes but then heard laughing from behind you.

"shit! i got her good!" michael laughed.

chris's jaw clenched in pure anger.

"chris-let's just go." you tried to walk away with him but he stayed still like a stone.

"the fuck was that?" chris took a step closer.

"alright, tough guy." michael chuckled.

"chris." you said sternly.

chris turned to you a second later, but he didn't look you in the eyes.

"look at me." his eyes quickly met yours. "leave it. i'm fine. let's go."

chris took your hand and you guys didn't turn back as you started to walk off.

"yeah, that's right, walk away like a little baby." michael laughed.

chris had enough, he quickly turned around and punched him right in the face; making him fall to the floor. you gasped in utter shock as you saw michael's nose start to bleed.

"fuck! chris!" you quickly grabbed his wrist and ran with him all the way to the car.

you faced him and took a deep breath, his blue eyes staring at you apologetic.

"are you angry?" chris asked with a slight frown on his face.

"no, baby, no." you took a breath. "just... overwhelmed."

chris took your hand gently. "i'm sorry. i was just really angry and lost it." he frowned once more at you.

"hey, it's okay. that was a nasty thing of him to do."

you pulled chris in and tightly hugged him as he hugged you back then kissed your head. you always knew you couldn't stay mad at chris, it's impossible to.

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ahhhhh my first story posted !!!

hope you enjoyed (this is only part ONE of SIX, the GOOD stuff is coming soon) 🎀🐩🦴🦇

#chris sturniolo #fanfic #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #ao3 #christopher sturniolo #kms instead how about that #nicolas sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #sleeping in #zoeymadysonn #sturniolo fanfic #my man my man my man

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blackwolfstabs · 5 months

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30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 26

SLEEPING IN

It's that time of the month again.

The clock passed 7:45 AM, and there was still no sign of Tara. Her class started at 8:35 AM, and it took her about 15 minutes to get there. Normally, she never got up past 7:30.

Today was different.

Sam gulped down the last of her medication and left the bathroom to make way to her sister’s room. The door was shut, no sound or any sign of activity coming from inside. So, instead of knocking, she went straight to turning the knob as quietly as she could and letting herself in.

Tara was still under the covers, having them pulled all the way over her shoulders as she lay curled up. However, the notorious creak of the door opening made her peer up.

Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, not even open all the way as Sam observed them. “Hey,” she greeted softly, “You’re gonna be late, it’s past 7:45.” She approached the bedside.

But her little sister just shut her eyes again and buried half of her face into her pillow. “I don’t feel good, Sammy…”

She sat down on the edge of the mattress and reached over to rub her back, softening her voice as she asked, “What’s going on?” She then moved her hand to tuck away the other’s messy, feathered bangs out of her face. “Do you feel sick?”

The younger Carpenter shook her head, still not opening her eyes. “My period…” she mumbled. “Cramps…”

“Mm.” She must’ve started it last night. Usually, they let each other know when the time-of-the-month starts, so they won’t accidentally snap and then erupt into a meaningless fight. “Did you start it last night?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Her older sister nodded and brushed her warm cheek with the back of her hand, before pulling the covers down a little. “I’ll go get you some medicine, and—”

She was cut off by a long, high-pitched whine that came from Tara, who yanked the blanket back up while stretching in a frustrated way. “Noooooo, I don’t wanna go to class, Sam!”

Sam had to bite back a laugh at how childish she looked turning over onto her stomach and twisting her face away—like if she was facing the other direction, then she wouldn’t be forced to go to school. “I didn’t say you had to go, Tara,” she chuckled, unable to hold it back. “I was just going to get you some medicine and the heating pad.”

Her sister huffed but seemed to drop the tantrum at this response. Her eyes opened a little to glance out of the corners. “You’re not going to make me go, even if I take medicine?” When they were kids, their mother would encourage them to take some medicine and push themselves to quote-unquote “get through the day,” when they didn’t feel well but didn’t have fever. She’d always hated that, and she knew Sam still lived by that, even though she had hated it too as a kid.

“Are you kidding? Even with medicine, period cramps suck,” the older replied. “I’m not gonna do you like Mom.” Her train-of-thought drew her to the same memories of when they were in their school-days.

Tara actually managed a small smile at this, which made Sam return one before she stood up. “I’ll be right back. Do you need anything else?”

A head-shake answered her and she dismissed herself to retrieve some Tylenol, a glass of water, and the heating pad. When she retreated to the bedroom, Tara had moved onto her back with one hand limp over her eyes and the other tucked beneath the covers, rubbing her lower abdomen. “Okay, Tara…” She set the cup and heating pad down on the bedside table, then brushed her little sister’s forehead softly. “Can you sit up for me to take this?”

Tara slid her hand off of her eyes and propped herself up on her forearms. She balanced her weight long enough to take the two pills, one at a time, and swallow them with a few gulps.

“Good girl,” Sam praised, before letting her lay down again. As she did so, she went to plug the cord of the heating pad into the wall, beneath the phone charger currently in place.

Tara was already grabbing the dark green pad to slip it beneath her blanket. Now, a little more awake from taking the medicine and navigating the topical remedy to her liking, she kept an eye on her big sister as she came around to situate the controlling section next to her. “Sam?”

She didn’t look up as she proceeded to set the temperature, “Mm-hmm?”

“Can you stay home with me?”

Sam’s dark eyes raised before her face did, a spark of concern flooding them faster than she could blink. But when the younger just blinked at her innocently, she decided it was her unstable hormones making her clingy side come out. “I’ve gotta go to work, baby,” she told her. When she saw her face drop into that small pout no one else could pull off, she caressed the side of her face, “I’ll call to check on you, okay? And you can text me whenever you want.” She brushed her thumb over her cheek, noting the disappointed sigh that came in response.

“‘Kay…”

Sam gave her a small smile and leaned down to place a loving kiss to her head. “Go back to sleep,” she whispered.

Tara nodded and closed her eyes, nuzzling herself into the comfort of her bed, while hugging the heating pad to her aching abdomen. Her sister’s footsteps then faded out of the room, which left her sighing again. It wasn’t that she needed Sam to be there with her. She was 21, she didn’t need a babysitter or someone to coddle her. It was just that she liked Sam’s attention, whenever she was sick or wasn’t feeling 100%. She liked to be held or hugged, or just to be near her. Call it a security or little-sister thing. That was just the way she was. Especially since they had mended what had been broken for so long back in Woodsboro. Here in New York, after defeating the last pair of Ghostfaces together, they had grown closer than ever and rarely, if ever, looked back on where they had been.

Tara still remembered what it felt like when she realized Sam wasn’t coming home on her big sister’s 18th birthday, just like Sam remembered what it felt like to have her baby sister shout “Get the fuck out!” at her in that hospital room.

They never forgot any of it, but they did build a wall between then and now. And that’s what Tara relied on. Even in times like these, which were small and insignificant, considering she got her period every month.

It was safe to say that there was a small crack in the wall they built that let the river that connected before-estranged, estranged, and never-again-estranged flow through, because their relationship tended to mirror what they had as kids more than it mirrored their growing-up-and-apart fate.

However, Tara’s hopes were unexpectedly lifted when she felt the bed shift behind her and a familiar, loving embrace wrap around her torso, overlaying the heating pad to hold it in place. She hadn’t heard Sam come back in the room, but she knew that touch better than anything. She felt her sister nuzzle the back of her head as she shifted closer with a content sigh. “Sam?”

“Hmm?”

For someone who was already up and about, Sam was warm against Tara, as if she’d been laying with her all along. “I thought you said you were going to work.”

Her big sister shrugged with a small scoff. “Fuck work,” she replied, “They don’t like me anyway…”

This made her chuckle and shuffle further under the covers. “What if they fire you?”

“They won’t.” The smile that came across the other’s face was heard in her voice. “They may not like me, but they need me.”

The younger smiled too. “Well, look who’s so confident in herself,” she teased.

Sam teased her back, “What? I mean, I can still go, if you’ve change your mind.” She began to pull her securing arm away. “Would you rather me leave?”

But her sister pinned it before it could leave her side. “No, no, stay,” she giggled, tugging her arm back to where it was. “I was just playing.”

“I know,” Samantha’s smile stuck around as she picked her head up to kiss her sibling’s and then settled back down again. “So was I.” She let her eyes close as Tara sighed happily and traced her small fingers over her hand that guarded the pad beneath the blankets. “Now, get some rest, my love. I may not be going to work, but I can’t stay here all day.”

Tara nodded. “Okay. But you go to sleep, too.”

“You first.”

She let her hand go limp over her older sister’s and sank into her pillow. “Thank you, Sammy. I love you.”

Sam brushed her nose into her hair, taking in her thick, calming scent that had already crowded her olfactory senses from being in her bed. “I love you too, Tara.”

happy thanksgiving everyone! i hope you all had a great time with your family, friends, or whoever you spent it with. i'm very thankful for all the things i have and are able to do, in these fearful times. thank you all for your support and love. i'm very thankful to have you and be apart of this community.

All my best! ♡ - parker

#scream #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #carpenter sisters #scream v #scream vi #ao3 #ao3 writer #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #scream fanfic #30 day writing challenge #sleeping in #AU: All My Heart

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kply-industries · 1 month

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#animated gif #animated gifs #gif #gifs #old advertisements #old ads #retro #vhs #robot #clock #robot clock #neglectful robot companion #sleeping in #it's sunday #I don't care if it's really sunday or not #90s

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licieoic · 2 years

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"Sleeping In" - Digital Oil Painting

Cuddly boys.

Please see the pinned post at the top of my Tumblr for my links if you'd like to help support me in saving for a safe place to live!

#sleeping in #supernatural #spn #spn fanart #destiel fanart #spn cast #spn fandom #destiel #deancas #dean x castiel #dean winchester #castiel #jensen ackles #misha collins #digital oil painting #cuddly boys #licieoic paints

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life-spire · 2 months

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#curators on tumblr #morning #early morning #morning vibes #good morning #bed #bedroom #sleeping in #sleepy #house #hme #apartment #cozy #cozycore #sunlight #li_homedesign

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lewdlucidity · 10 months

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#bed #sleepy #vacation #sleeping in #day off #freedom #sleepy time #lie in #weekend vibes #rest

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daallygator · 9 months

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DAY 05: Pajama Miku🛌💤

Saturdays are the best day to sleep in!! This design is also has a super cute figurine!!🌸💖

#pixel art #hatsune miku #vocaloid #sleeping in #mikuuuuuuuuu #truly an icon #so eepy #so cute #pajama party

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brenna · 4 days

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the vibe for april 22nd is sleeping in. it's haircut day. i always have to take a picture because i can never style it the same way they do. the soundtrack is a cd that always reminds me of high school. so much, that i haven't listened to it in a long time.

#sister hazel #music #flowers #haircut day #sleeping in #pto day baby #not pictured: i was gonna play some video games #but i hadn't turned on my ps5 in so long #that there were too many updates lol #classic #also not pictured: making edits to my fic and failing to come up with a title #writing #the vibe for #brenna

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tmblrfuckingsucksass · 2 months

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