#triplet flow

[throwedgenji]

LIVE FREESTYLE RAPPING OVER YOUR BEATS, WORDS & LISTENING TO YOUR MUSIC ON https://www.twitch.tv/throwedgenji

#FreestyleFriday #freestyle #freestyle rapping #music #music submission #beats #best rapper #lyrical #rapping #twitchtv #twitch streamer #hip hop #boom bap #trap beats #singing and rapping #melodic #triplet flow #double time

[birdsinthetrap666]

i'll post ass another day but today u will listen and respect

#lord infamous #scarecrow #og triplet flow #187 invitation still one of my fave lord verses #music #SoundCloud

[vanteguccir]

Y/N was in her shared bedroom with Chris, lying on the bed above her favorite duvet while answering some emails from her work on her pink macbook. Her body was already showered and covered in her boyfriend's blue pajamas, comfortable enough to sleep as soon as possible.

At one point, her ears were filled with the sound of voices and loud laughter, which the girl was unable to recognize. Y/N lifted her head, frowning as she focused on the outside, trying to distinguish them.

When she was unsuccessful, she slowly got out of bed, leaving her macbook and phone on her pillow. Her hands turned the handle, pulling the door open and moving her body through the frame.

The girl climbed the stairs in slow, mute steps due to the socks that covered her feet, only tilting her head up when she reached the last one.

Y/N's eyes widened when she saw a group of nine people in her living room spread out across the sofa, puffs, and floor. The conversation flowed normally between them, some comfortably using their phones while nodding their heads to something others said.

Her eyes quickly met Larray's, who was facing the top of the stairs that led to her and Chris room. The boy's face automatically lit up when he realized it was her, a smile expanding across his cheeks.

An excited scream escaped his throat as he stood up from his seat in a puff, running towards Y/N.

That caught the attention of everyone, who raised their eyes and focused on Larray's figure and, consequently, on Y/N as well.

"Hey girl! I missed you so much today." Larray spoke excitedly, pulling the girl into his arms, hugging her tightly.

A laugh escaped Y/N's lips, who wrapped her own arms around Larray's waist, returning the gesture.

"Baby!" The sound of Chris's voice echoed through the four walls.

Y/N slowly moved away from Larray, dodging his body and walking towards her boyfriend, who was almost jumping in place in excitement at seeing her still awake.

A shy smile took over her features as she received so many looks at the same time, focusing her orbs on Chris.

Chris frowned when noticing her tired eyes and slumped shoulders.

"I'm sorry, pretty girl. Did we wake you? I didn't realize we were being so loud-"

"No, baby! No, I was answering some emails before going to sleep." The girl responded in a low tone, shaking her head and allowing Chris's arms to pull her into a tight hug, his lips sealing her forehead lightly, keeping his arms around her.

"Y/N, this is Tara, Jake, Johnnie, Sam, and Colby. Guys, this is Y/N, our confidant, best friend, and Chris's girlfriend." Nick quickly made introductions while still seating, momentarily pointing to each person as he said their names.

Y/N smiled, feeling her cheeks burn in shyness. She raised her right hand, waving briefly at the people there, a small "Hi" escaping her lips.

"Hi, girly! Oh my God, I saw you in several of the triplets' videos, and I was dying to meet you!" Tara quickly broke the ice, standing up from her seat and walking over to Y/N, bringing her in for a quick hug before pulling her to sit next to herself, ready to start gossiping.

The girl glanced at her boy, who was already looking at her with eyes full of love and joy at seeing his girlfriend socializing with his new friends, and people he knew would become important to him and his brothers.

It was just as important for him to have her approval than anyone else's.

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Just a really little blurb, I stopped for lunch and could finally see the triplets' new posts with the others, and I needed to write something!!

I did it in 20 minutes, so I'm sorry if it sucks 😚😚🩷🩷

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #x reader #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo blurb #fluff #jake webber #johnnie guilbert #sam golbach #colby brock #tara yummy #larray

[lesbaurinkos]

its literally so sad that so many people in this world dont understand that riverdale is the show of all time ever. because cheryl blossom is the Most character of all fucking time and everyone in the entire universe should know about her and cherish her. shes clinically insane. she experiences female hysteria like no other. she is the most seen ive ever felt by a lesbian in television because she is just off her fucking rocker at all times and thats the best representation i could ask for. she constantly talks like shes possessed by a victorian ghost. she once WAS possessed by a victorian ghost (her ancestor, also a lesbian, because lesbianism is genetic like being a serial killer is). she was also haunted by the ghost of a triplet she thought she absorbed but didnt actually absorb in the womb possessing a porcelain doll and then when they went to the 50s that porcelain doll became a real boy. her having lesbian sex saved the world. she faked stigmata for clout while canonizing herself as the first living saint in order to take over the musical theater cult her mother had started around her dead twin brother as a christ figure and maple syrup as the blood of christ, but cheryl succeeded in taking over the cult because she and gay kevin wanted to sing songs. she’s also committed to ruining gay kevin’s life just for funsies most of the time. she lives in a creepy gothic mansion and goes about wearing flowing dressing gowns and carrying candelabras despite fully living in the 2020s (except for right now bc everyone got zapped to the 1950s) because her life is a gothic horror. she kept the taxidermed corpse of her dead twin in the basement for a while just for funsies because she is balls to the walls insane. when her uncle found said corpse he attacked her and her girlfriend accidentally killed him so the two of them plus her creepy haunted grandma decided to gaslight the man’s wife and child into thinking they had cannibalized him over thanksgiving dinner (it was awesome). also shes really good with a bow and arrow for funsies. shes one of the few characters on tv that actually says “im a lesbian” out loud. she has magical witch powers and can blow people up with her mind, literally, actually. once she got so fucking mad at a the leader of a different cult she had gotten roped into because he said that she couldn’t run for prom queen that she managed to deprogram herself basically overnight. for a while she was building her own version of the winchester mystery house due to being plagued by hysteria. shes an incredibly skilled artist who did forgery for a while. she can control bees with her mind. She’s The Queen Of The Bees. she had a collection of small witch girls in the splinter universe rivervale that were all dressed like rei from evangelion for no clear reason and went about performing ritualistic sacrifices in the woods. she’ll say shit like “my dear antoinette thou hast beguiled me” and “im cuckoo bananas for you, obvi” and “do you think these loubotins are too flashy for kombucha brewing?” with the same level of utter conviction. she is so, so haunted. she has suffered more than jesus. she is a girlboss she is a lunatic she is a war criminal and she is never going to die.

#and i love her so so much #riverdale #cheryl blossom the character that u are.... the people dont even KNOW. they dont know and they SHOULD because u are perfect #shes a vriska shes THE vriska of this day and age and so many more people in the world should experience her

[angelltheninth]

Could i request Zoro + breeding/baby fever?

Yes you can! Typing this so fast.

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x Fem!Reader

Tags: nfsw, smut, baby fever, talk of pregnancy, mating press, breeding kink, praise, scratch marks

A/N: They really didn't have to make OPLA Zoro so good looking. Damn them!

You told Zoro many times how much you wanted to have a family with him. "Not the right time." He'd say. Tonight he said he wanted to give it a try, he finally wanted it as much as you did, "Let's make a baby tonight." His words made your pussy clench around his cock.

"Are you sure?" You asked, your smile showing how happy you are. Accidentally you locked your legs around him, intent on keeping him close to you. Zoro nodded, his soft lips brushing against your own in reassurance.

"I'll make sure of it. We're gonna make a baby tonight." He promised as he pushed your legs up, his thighs pressing against your ass, "Fuck my seed right in there, so many times okay? Can you handle that for me sweetheart?" Your legs pushed against his lower back, voice shaking as he bottomed out, drops of cum already flowing down your ass. "I know you like this but we have to make sure this stays inside you okay. Tighten up for me, let me feel how much you want this." Zoro's eyes looked deeply into yours as his hips snapped forward, driving his cum deeper as it shot out of his tip.

Imagination ran wild for you, picturing yourself with a big stomach, how Zoro might kiss it, cuddle with it, be careful when he makes love to you but never make you feel undesirable. His cock pulsed inside you, his breath coming out short, sweat dripping that his perfect, handsome face. You could see his arms straining next to your body, he was getting close. Although you couldn't have him as close you wanted in this folded position you could still let him know you wanted his cum.

Your hips rolled upwards, meeting his hard thrusts, getting the floorboards to protest under you. Perhaps doing this on the hard floor wasn't the best idea but your orgasms didn't allow you to think about it too much.

"Zoro, let it out, give me more of your come again. Make sure you come a lot, so that I get-" The rest of your plea faded away, as did most of the things around you, replaced by a white hot sensation in your lower belly and soon your pussy.

"Don't you worry there's a lot in here for you. I'll give you twins, triplets, any number you want." He promises as his hips stayed glued to yours, keeping most of his cum inside your pussy, going to your womb where it belonged.

#one piece x reader #opla x reader #zoro roronoa x reader #one piece imagine #opla imagine #roronoa zoro imagines #one piece smut #opla smut #roronoa zoro smut #zoro x reader #zoro x you #zoro imagine #zoro smut #smut drabble #x female reader

[querenciasturniolo]

can you do a one with matt where you show up with food for him and then give him a kiss when he’s on stream but it’s like off camera and people hear your voice and people suspect it cus they couldn’t hear that well

doubt ⮕ m.s

word count: 716

warnings: none

summary: request

a/n: got is mentioned bc i wrote this while watching got LMAOOOO many more requests to come, thank you for your patience 💓

everything written is completely fictional. the people i write for are written with characteristics and mannerisms that i made for them, this is in no way depicting what would actually happen in real life.

You walking into the triplets’ home with food wasn’t a rare occasion, but they still acted as though you’d appeared out of nowhere with a million dollars every time you did.

“Oh my God, you’re the fucking best.” Chris said, his mouth already full as he dug the rest of his food out of the bag and moved out of the way. You rolled your eyes fondly and pulled Matt’s food out of it before looking around.

“Is he in his room?” You asked, Chris nodding his head without looking up from his phone. Matt was at his desk, his eyes moving from the screen over to you as you shut the door behind you.

“Oh, hey.” He said, relaxing back slightly. You sat the food down and leaned forward, pressing a soft few kisses to his lips before you looked at what he was doing.

“You ready? I’m gonna queue up Game of Thrones in the living room.” You said, Matt’s eyes flickering to the screen for a moment with a shy smile. “Oh, you’re streaming.” You observed, embarrassment flowing through you at the thought of thousands of people watching you kiss your boyfriend. Which was ridiculous, the fans knew about your relationship, but the two of you were very private with everything. Matt muted his mic, and shrugged his shoulders.

“You’re okay.” He replied pointing to the camera, the lack of the red light soothing your worry. You leaned against his chair, and smiled when Matt lightly pushed the chair back towards you. “You’re famous.” He teased, nodding his head toward the chat refreshing every few seconds.

is that y/n?

did matt just kiss someone or am i losing it

matt and y/n kissing on stream? they’re getting bold

it went quiet, five bucks says they’re reading the chat

You snorted and rolled your eyes fondly. “Jesus, you could have at least given me a warning or something.” You said, running your hands over your warm cheeks. Matt chuckled and shook his head, unmuting the mic.

“I’m gonna finish this fight and get off of here, guys.” He said, unpausing his game and continuing. You sat perched on the arm rest, your arm around the back of the chair as you watched the screen closely.

“What’s the goal of this game again?” You asked, lowering your voice to avoid it picking up as well on the mic.

Matt chuckled and flickered his gaze over to you. “The end goal is to just get your skills high. Learn shouts, finish different quest lines, other things like that.” He said. On the screen he was fighting a beast with white fur, and you still couldn’t wrap your mind about it. The beast fell to the ground, and a pause screen appeared.

“Okay, thank you all for watching. I’m gonna eat and watch Game of Thrones.” He said, waiting just a second before ending his stream, watching the chats fly in at a rapid speed as he ended it and pulled his headphones off.

“Ready?” He asked, pushing off of the chair and stretching with his arms above his head. You wrapped your arms around his abdomen, the side of your head resting against his chest as his arms circled your shoulders. You sank into his warmth and breathed him in, your eyes closing as he pressed his lips to the top of your head.

You pulled away and sighed softly. “Now I am.” Matt scoffed playfully and took your hand as you led him out of his room and to the living room. The two of you plopped down onto the couch and tangled yourselves within each other’s limbs.

You felt Matt move slightly, and then turned your body to face the light of the tv. “This show is weird.” Matt said softly, a snort leaving your lips as you nodded in agreement, the both of you settling in to watch a few episodes. You rested your head on the couch, looking up to see you caged in in front of Matt, but his eyes were on the screen.

“There’s gonna be a million edits of us talking on your stream, isn’t there?” You asked. Matt looked down at you, his eyes flickering all over your face as he smiled and nodded.

“No doubt.”

tags: @strniolo , @ssturniolo , @thetriplets3 , @stvrni0lo , @gabbylovesreading , @dwntwn-strnlo , @tylerscreat0r , @toyourloves , @lvrsparadise , @tuktuk34 , @angelcake-222 , @20nugs , @obsessivencrazy , @lollibumblebee , @stargirlv0id , @babytomatoes , @jellybeanbby

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo #the sturniolo triplets

[hoesformatt]

BUBBLE BUTT

chris smut, if you a freak, who get it, get it + first chris smut

dom!chris • poc!reader (i’m black so, if you mad you can lick my pussy all the way to my ass, all my writing is all inclusive unlike some of y’all hoes and is poc friendly)

contains: there’s alot of dialogue so if you don’t like it… bitch go, pet names (mama, ma, baby), no use of y/n (i find that shit corny i’m sorry), FROM THA BACK BABY, raw/unprotected sex (bitch don’t be silly and wrap that willy fr), spanking, some rough shit, some fingering, yk the whole nine yards

word count: 1.2k (y’all know I put my whole ass riyahussy into this, y’all better chew ts up)

not proofread

“How do we feel about this dress” I jumped out the changing room in the new victoria dress, a matching set with my heels.

Nick clapped in amusement with a smile on his face, “Yes, yes, yes I absolutely love it, get it immediately” He insisted.

“Chris what about you” I asked and paused for a few seconds as he shook himself out the trance he was put in when he saw me walk out.

“I mean… am I supposed to be honest” my expression melted as I awaited on his comment.

“Nick you might wanna close your ears, but you look sexy as fuck”. Nick mouth stretched open then his hands overlapped his lips.

I kind of smiled at his observation, feeling a type of way about it (a good way, if you know what I mean).

“Ok, one, chill the fuck out, two, he’s lowkey right, like shake your shit twin.” Too hyped on Nick’s compliment, I almost forgot what Chris said a moment earlier.

I twerked in mirror, my ass moving like water with ease, as Nick clapped along and so my ass and Nick paused “Thicky Nicky is talking by herself” He laughed and I pulled down the dress and Nick out his stuff in the bag beside him. “I need to go to the bathroom, i’ll be back”

Nick left as I still adored my reflection and so did Chris, his eye wandering along my body around all my curves stopping at my ass.

Taking my photos for a few seconds and then placing my phone down, I really liked the dress but it was small on my hips inching up before I could even wear. Even though it was cute anyways.

“Hey Chris… Chris?” He was hypnotised my hips, he just couldn’t take his eyes off of me before he realised I was looking back at him.

“I’m sorry what were you saying?”

“Should I buy the dress, it’s a little short but, I love it.”

“Get just a size larger”

“There is no size larger and if I did buy a size bigger, i’d look so wrong…” I waited on his reply before glancing back once again. Chris gazed up at me, a certain glow in his eyes i’ve seen in my life.

“I am so, sorry. You just look so fucking good in that dress mama, I can’t help myself” His compliment gave my pussy a heartbeat as I saw him raise up from his seat and sauntered towards me.

His hands found themselves on my ass massaging me, my arousal flowing out the roof. Nick began to knock on the door of change room, his knocks getting louder as he got more irritated.

Chris opened the door for him and he burst into the space without hesitation. “What were you doing in here, fucking?”

“No!” we both screamed at the same time, there was no way Nick was gonna believe that bullshit, but we weren’t even lying.

Chris’ head fell into his hands as I shook mine and I crept back into my stall to change back and pay for the dress.

---

Back at my hotel almost 15 minutes away from the triplets house and I wore my new dress, as it fit the same way as it did in the store, I think I loved it even more.

Remembering Chris and his words about the me in the dress made me wet, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. And his dick, I want him in me so fucking bad but my thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

The buzz came in with a voice “open you fucking door immediately” I obviously detected as Chris pulling on a funny imitation. I unlocked my doors as he entered without warning, searching the hotel room for me. He pause to see me in the mirror my back facing him, he took this as an opportunity to check me out but it didn’t do anything but give him a tent in his jeans.

“Back with the dress I see” He smiled at me grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him. I let him hold me within his warmth.

I dragged him to my room which had a mirror for the closet door, staring at the reflections, we looked so cute together. Maybe even actually together. We stood in the position we were in before and I almost wallowed on how perfect we’d be together but my thoughts were interrupted by a hardness growing on my ass.

“You doing good there Chris?” I gaped at him behind me quickly checking him up and down “No I’m not good, look at what you did to me” He takes my hand and places it on his hardness while still keeping eye contact before kissing me; Chris’ pink hot lips meshing between mine pushing his tongue through exploring deep ends of my mouth.

“I need to clap those beautiful cheeks of yours baby”. He bent my back over, my hands connecting themselves to the mirror, my dress already inching up over my hips.

He gently pulled my red lacy panties down to my ankles then lifting me towards him to press my ass on his throbbing cock. “Open your mouth baby” I obeyed his words and he slid his middle and index fingers in-between my lips, quickly taking them out and inserting them into my wet core.

Chris let my hands fall into the mirror as he still played with my cunt, his hands continued to go back and caress my ass slowly.

“Your ass is so sweet and pretty mama, you sure you want this dick” I struggled to come up with a sentence as my head was all fogged up with the satisfaction I was feeling.

He smacked my ass, a sting surrounded the area. “Y-Yes Chris please, p-please put your dick in me”.

He took his fingers out pussy, making me already feel touch deprived for only a few seconds before he aligned his tip to my cunt, pressing his cock into me. Raw. My breaths were already laboured as he began to thrust into me.

His dick twitched in me and Chris slapped my ass making me jolt forward. “Look at yourself, look at how ass moves when I press into you” He pulled my neck up to gaze up at myself in the mirror, my eyes were flickering close.

“Harder Chris, harder” His dick just felt so good in me I couldn’t help myself, I sensed the rush flow throughout my body as he abused my pussy, my wetness creating lubrication.

I felt his length come out slowly, and slide back into me roughly causing me thrust forward. My pussy tightened around his pulsating cock, “Fuck yeah baby, you’re so tight”.

My orgasm was charging through me as I didn’t do anything moan. The moans stringing out my mouth it didn’t help that Chris was low beside me putting his hands on mine intwining our fingers hearing him groan in my ear.

“I’m cumming Chris, I-I’m gonna— F-Fuck”. I finally felt my high as Chris continued to do his final thrusts and he pulled out to cum on my back. Trying to stand straight as I was catching my breath. Chris helped me walk towards my bed as my legs could barely hold themselves up.

“I don’t even think i’m done yet mama”

my masterlist

tags: @chrisenthusiast @miguelsangel @lunariaxzz @thesturniolos @angelic-sturniolos111, @littlebookworm803 @79sturniolo @alinaa131

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo smut #fan fiction #fics #nick sturniolo #smut #fan fic #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader

[sturniozo]

Our Lips Are Sealed II

Masterlist

AN: Hey guys this is just a quick note to tell you, I decided to make y/n in this story autistic. As an autistic person I haven’t seen a lot of autism representation in x reader fics for the triplets. I’ve seen headcannons and one shots but not full fics with multiple parts, so here is one!

Anyways, enjoy! I love you guys so much! xx - Angel

Nate always brings me along when mom’s gone and he’s hanging out with his friends. I don’t mind it, I’m not much for making friends of my own. I didn’t really know how to talk to people. It mostly made me uncomfortable to start conversations, or keep them going.

And it was different. Everything was different. It seemed to be so easy for Nate to be friends with everyone, why was it so hard for me? I remember talking to people, and they’d give each other the look. That look for just a moment. I knew what they were thinking too. They were thinking I talk too much, or that I was too loud or too excited.

It just came so easy to Nate. But he never made me feel bad about it. He’s my big brother, and he always looked out for me. That’s why he brings me along with him to hang out with his friends. He knows. He knows how hard it is for me. He knows how to make it better.

So here I am, sitting on three of a stone fence with Nate, Nick, Chris, and Matt. I listen to them speak to each other, not contributing to the conversation. Seemingly lost in my own world as I just listen.

“What do you think, y/n?” Chris asks me. My head lifts up from looking at my feet.

“I-“ I stammer. They were talking about who would sleep in what tents during three camping trip.

“There’s no way I’m letting y/n sleep alone, I’m sorry.” Nate says while he waves his hands around in a ‘no’ sort of way.

“Then what do you suggest?” Matt asks him. “The tents are only big enough for two people each. Someone’s sleeping alone.”

“Not me, I can’t do that.” Chris says with a laugh.

“I’m not sleeping alone in a tent in the middle of nowhere!” Nick says. “No way.”

“Well, I’m not sleeping alone.” Matt says.

Nate shakes his head. “Not y/n.”

“Who’s gonna share a tent with her then?” Chris asks.

“I think you guys are forgetting mom…” I say. “Our mom will be there” I look at Nate.

“Mom already told me she’s going to be alone in her tent, she’s got the air mattress since the ground is hard on her back.” Nate says. “She told me to sort it out with you guys.”

“We can get a bigger tent and all of us can spend the weekend in the same tent.” Nick suggests.

Nate nods. “I’ll ask mom.”

“We can get the tent.” Chris says.

“Camping grounds only allow one tent one each area.” I chime in. “Mom will need to know there’s only going to be two tents instead of four.”

Nate nods. “I’ll just need to tell mom she doesn’t need to register for four camp areas.”

“Sounds good to me.” Matt says.

“I really did not want to sleep alone.” Nick laughs.

I go back to just listening to them speak for a short while. I stare at my shoes that hand over the edge of the stone fence.

Chris sits next to me, and on the other side of me is Nate, then Nick, then Matt. Chris scotches a little closer to me, leaning over me to take the joint from Nate that they had lit up just a moment ago.

Nate always passes over me during the smoke sessions. He keeps it away from me, not as an ‘Y/n isn’t going to smoke’ thing, but more of a protective brother thing. I have asthma, and I’m a minor. Nate’s just looking out for me.

Chris blows the smoke out from his lungs in the opposite direction as me. He hands the joint back to Nate. “Is anyone else hungry?” Chris asks as smoke flows out past his lips as he talks.

“Yeah.” Nate says as he passes the blunt to Nick.

Chris jumps off the fence. Matt follows, doing the same. Chris stands in front of me. “What help?” He asks me.

Before I can say anything Nate jumps down. He takes my hand and helps me down off the fence. Chris steps back and shoves his hands in his pockets.

Nick finishes the blunt and throws it on the ground, stomping on it. Chris puts an arm around my shoulders. “Did you have a preference where we eat?” He asks me.

I shake my head, looking down to hide the blush on my cheeks from anyone’s view. Chris lowers his arm from me as we walk to Matt’s car.

Chris opens the door for me and I get into the backseat. Nate and Nick pile in behind me. Chris gets into the passenger side and Matt in the drivers side.

“Where are we going?” Matt asks as he begins to drive.

“Anywheres good with me.” Nate says.

“I could go for a burger.” Chris says. “What do you think, y/n?”

I shrug. “Yeah.”

Matt pulls into a burger place drive through.

“Do you just want your usual?” Nate asks me. Like he even had to ask that, he knows I’ve never changed my order at any restaurant since my first visit to any of them.

“Yeah.” I say and nod.

~

Matt had found a place to park in the parking lot of the mall closest to the burger place. After eating, which we all got out of the crowded van to do, we sat on the cement ground talking once again.

The sun had already set and the air was getting colder. I didn’t bring a jacket, it’s summer and I didn’t think we’d be out for so long. But when Chris saw me shiver just once-

“Hey,” he whispers to me. I look at him and he’s holding out the flannel he was just wearing.

“Hm?” I look at him. He opens it up for me to put on. “I-I’m okay.” I shake my head. Chris laughs softly and drapes the flannel over my shoulders. “What about you, you’re just in a tank top now.” I whisper back to him.

“I guess I’ll just have to hold you close.” He shrugs and wraps an arm around my shoulders, pulling me against him.

I look away from him, my face down as I bite my lip where no one can see my blush. I fiddle with the hem of the flannel as I listen to their conversation, Chris joining back in as if he never had his attention on anything else.

Their conversation goes on, seemingly no one notices Chris’s flannel on me or his arm around me. I try to ignore it myself. But after what feels like forever, when I was finally getting comfortable, Nate notices.

“Are you cold?” Nate asks me. My head snaps up.

I stammer for a second before shaking my head.

“Well not anymore, I can see that.” Nate says as he gets up and sits by me, pulling me to him instead of Chris. Nate looks at Chris as he notices the flannel. “You’re not cold?” He asks Chris.

“Nah, I’m fine.” Chris says.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were cold?” Nate asks me.

“I- I wasn’t. Chris just-“

“Ah, I got a text from mom.” Matt says. “She wants us home. I’ll drop you guys off, come on.” He gets up.

I stand up, taking off Chris’s flannel to give back to him but he presses his hand to my back to stop me.

“You’re good, don’t take it off.” He whispers to me so Nate doesn’t hear.

I stop and get into the back of the van with Nate and Nick. Nate holds a clenched jaw the whole time on the way home. I stare at my hands, silent.

Matt parks in our driveway, and Nate and I get out. Before I could even think of it, Nate pulls the flannel off my shoulders and hands it to Chris.

Nate waves goodbye to his friends as Matt pulls out of the drive way. As soon as they’re out of sight he drops his hand and looks at me.

“Did you ask for his flannel?” He asks. I shake my head. “He just gave it to you?” He asks and I nod. Nate’s jaw clenches again and walks inside the house. I run behind him to keep up.

“Are you mad?” I ask.

“Not at you, don’t worry.” Nate says as he closes the door behind me. He turns around to look at me. “I told you, don’t fall for any of his tricks. Chris’s isn’t a dating guy, he’s a hook up guy. I know you, I know him.” Nate puts his hand on my shoulder. “He’s not looking at you as someone to be with, you know that don’t you?”

I nod.

“Good.” Nate takes his hand off my shoulder and starts to head up the stairs. “I think mom’s asleep.” He whispers.

I creep up the stairs silently and get to my bedroom, shutting the door as quietly as I can. I collapse on my bed, burying my face in my pillow.

I understand Nate is my older brother, and is just trying to keep me safe, whatever that applies to in his eyes. But sometimes I wish he understood. I don’t need an older brother watching my every move.

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[fangisms]

due november

A/N: was feeling particularly soft and magical this september afternoon, so im here to feed the beasts (with love) gif creds: @osvaldrps-archived

Pairings: Husband!Neville Longbottom x Pregnant!Fem!Reader

Summary: Your family of nearly three share a moment in the living room. 0.8k words

Warnings: set when both are ~20s-30s, pregnancy, established relationship, dorky dad neville, fluff, smutty intentions but only jokes

It's all got Neville worried down to the bone. The weight of being a good husband was heavy enough without the impending uncertainty of fatherhood. Which is not to say he isn't a good husband or that he wouldn't be a good father, but the stress of it can be crippling for the nervous wreck that he is.

Though, his shakiness is ever soothed by the way you hold the back of his head when you kiss him, the way you clean his glasses of dirt smudges, the way you catch his eye in your sweetly flowing skirts, dresses, and blouses. Daintily, he'd say, very prettily.

"They're like house pets at this point," you remark, tip-toeing over the vines weaving between the slats of your hardwood flooring. Throughout the kitchen, greenery creeps in through open windows, finding home in doorframes and across the ceiling. They can't help it. The September chill is getting to everybody.

"I just can't bring myself to trim them!" he chirps, catching your waist when you trip into his side, belly protruding against your floral house dress. "On second thought—"

"No, no, Nev! I like it. I like them. It's free interior design."

"Damn weeds. It's a free death sentence."

"You're just a pessimist!" you tease.

As open to ogling as you always seem to be, he hates that you can still make him blush after all these years. Even with duckfoot ivy weaving its way through your shared home and baby names listed on the chalkboard by the door, he's still blushing when you so much as look at him.

And right now, you're looking at your horticulturist's dirt-smudged under shirt exposed beneath his striped button down. Which also happens to be smudged with dirt.

He clears his throat.

"Nervous, my dear?" you tease when he diverts his gaze from down your neckline.

"Hmm? Oh, no, not at all"—his voice falters, and he tries to focus back on the delicate clay pot in his hands—"Craving anything for lunch?"

"Nothing much," you sigh, "maybe a bite of my husband."

He blinks, eyes wide open but blank like the dial tone is just ringing through his skull. He places the empty pot gently in the sink basin, moving both damp hands to your waist with that doe-eyed look.

"You've already got one in there, lovebug, we can't go around trying for another now, can we," he says. You toss your head back with laughter, and he watches you in annoyed amazement. Since when were you impervious to his awkward charm. "Come on, lunch. Anything you want."

He cups his hands together around your lower back, letting out a soft breath when you push his hair out of his face and thumb the dirt from his brow.

"Let's see... couple of ice lollies? Sounds good, dunnit?"

"Well-rounded, definitely," he says, patting your bum with a chuckle. "I'll make some sandwiches. And I've got time for a walk after."

"You'll spoil me rotten, Mr Longbottom!"

"Watch it, or you're getting triplets."

"Oh, you're nasty, Mr Longbottom," you tease, holding his chin and leaning in for a kiss. He spins you round and pats you towards the living area.

You hurdle a couple of roots and make it halfway to the hand-me-down chaise lounge in the corner when you feel a sharp twitch.

"Christ," you yelp, grabbing the arm of the chair with a hiss, slightly bent at the waist and taking a deep breath.

"Baby? What's going on?"

"She's kicking again!" Your palm is splayed across your rounded belly as you practice deep, circular breathing. There's a harsh clammer from the kitchen. Then silence.

Then he appears in the opening, hair flopping down over his forehead, brows furrowed, towel flung over his shoulder, so still you'd think he saw his old, cranky professor.

"...She?" he huffs, pushing a hand through his hair.

"Oh. Oh, Nev, I—" You cup your palm over your mouth with a sharp breath in. "You wanted it to be a surprise. I'm so sorry."

But a smile makes its way across his lips, pulling and tugging at the soft pink as he shuffles closer. Two strong hands meet yours on the curve of your belly, welcoming another jolt. One reaches for the back of your neck, and he leans in to kiss your worried forehead.

"We're having a baby girl?"

You nod, tears welling in your eyes when he tilts your chin up to peck your wobbly bottom lip. You feel the stubbly skin of his cheek with the pad of your thumb and let him kiss you once more.

"I was so restless, I had to know," you huff, "I'm such a spoilsport! You were so excited, Nev!"

"I know. And you're not a spoilsport. I'm still excited, know why?"

"Why?" you say, wiping your nose and pouting at him. He grins.

"Because she's ours."

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[stvrni0lo]

𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬

chris sturniolo x reader (angst/fluff)

summary: chris says something that makes the reader doubt their growing relationship

warnings/notes: chris kind of being an idiot for like a second, profanity, corny confession, happy ending, not proof read😭

requested?: yes! ↴

- can you do a Chris fic where he confesses his feelings in the rain and they kiss? Ik it’s corny but I think I’d be cute lol

- could i maybe ask for an angsty chris x reader with “A showing up at B’s doorstep, soaking from the rain” and “you’re shaking” from your prompt list?

- can I request the action prompt 20 with chris? “A showing up at B’s doorstep, soaking from the rain”

> > >

“Dude no way. I would never date her.”

The words rang through your head continuously.

Never.

He would never date you. Not “oh we’re just friends” or “I don’t like her like that” - no. He could never even imagine being with you.

The words struck you like a baseball bat to the head, and your face fell. Sure you knew there was a chance that he didn’t reciprocate your feelings, but you never thought it would ever be confirmed so bluntly - much less while recording a car video with the triplets.

While filming the Q+A, somebody had sent in a question asking about you and Chris’ relationship. Chris shut it down really fast, and really harshly.

“Jesus dude, relax,” Matt laughed beside him.

“It’s true, right Y/N?” asked Chris as he turned his head to look at you in the back seat.

You swallowed, although it was incredibly difficult with how dry your throat had become. You didn’t even know if you would be able to speak right now.

“Mhm,” you said, nodding your head.

If Chris noticed your discomfort, he mentioned nothing about it, turning back to the camera and changing the topic as quick as it came.

“I would never date her.”

It kept playing over and over in your head on the drive home. You were supposed to be going to their house for a sleepover, but you had decided that you didn’t feel well and asked Matt to drive you home. Nick made a mental note of your body language, pulling out his phone and texting you immediately.

- - -

nick:

“why the sudden change? you okay?”

you:

“i just feel sick”

- - -

And that was that. He decided to not press any further as he sat in silence the whole car ride.

You let the conversation flow right over your head; you didn’t need to make matters worse by letting your emotions get the best of you. It was best to just not contribute - if you did, they would notice how little interest you had in even being there.

Taking off your seatbelt, you thanked Matt for dropping you off. Nick hugged you swiftly, squeezing you before letting you hop out of the car.

You said goodbye to Matt, you said goodbye to Nick, yet when Chris bid you a good night you simply ignored him and closed the door.

You didn’t want to deal with him right now.

For the past few weeks Chris had been more affectionate than usual. He’d text you good morning, constantly send you videos of him and his brothers, he’d face-time you, compliment you. One night he had even walked you home from a party that you had been to together, hugging you before watching you safely return to your house.

At the time you thought there might have been something there. Not anymore.

You remembered what he said to you that night he walked you home. There was even a moment where you thought he might kiss you, but he didn’t.

He simply stood there in silence, staring at you under the moonlight.

“You looked beautiful tonight.”

But now you just felt stupid for believing it could have been something more. It was just Chris being Chris - of course he didn’t like you that way.

You were aware of his commitment problems, but you never thought he would play you like that.

Maybe it was your fault for jumping to conclusions. He was probably just being nice. After all, you had been friends for a long time; affection was nothing to new to you both.

Sighing, you flopped down onto your bed before begrudgingly plugging your phone in.

Not even scrolling on your phone could cheer you up. Plus you weren’t in the mood to answer Nick’s increasing messages asking you about what happened tonight.

However, you inevitably had to. Your phone had been blowing up with notifications ever since you had walked into your room.

- - -

nick:

“talk to me. is it what chris said?”

- - -

You sighed. You could never hide from Nick, he pretty much knew you inside and out. He could read you like a book - and he also knew about your massive crush on his brother.

- - -

you:

“i guess”

nick:

“you know he didn’t mean it”

you:

“well he said it. it doesn’t matter i just wanna sleep”

nick:

“you know how he is. he was just saying it for the camera”

you:

“yeah well it still hurt.”

“thanks for texting, but i’m really tired tbh”

- - -

Locking your phone, you set it on your nightstand. You just felt like a complete idiot right now. And you were embarrassed. He had said it not only in front of both of your best friends (and his brothers), but to literally the entire audience that were about to watch the video.

You contemplated asking Nick to cut it out of the video completely.

Changing into your sleeping clothes, you climbed into bed. No matter how much you rolled around and switched positions, nothing could get you to fall asleep.

Just as you got into a comfortable spot, your phone started ringing.

“Can I not have one moment of peace?” You thought as you grabbed it off your nightstand to check the caller ID.

Of course it was the one person you didn’t want to speak to.

Chris.

Clicking on the decline button, you laid back down rather harshly onto the bed, springs squeaking under the sudden weight.

What could he possibly want right now? To rub into your face just how much he didn’t want to date you? How he constantly made you believe that he had somewhat of an interest in you just to rip it all away in less than 10 words?

You groaned into your pillow as you slapped it onto your face. Why did feelings have to be so complicated?

Your phone rang again so you reached your hand over and declined. Again. Upon the third time that it rang you decided to bite the bullet and answer.

“What do you want, Chris?”

You could hear wind blowing in the background, and the shuffle of shoes. Chris’ teeth chattered slightly over the receiver.

“Can you please open the door? I’m freezing,” he said, his breath shaky as he breathed out.

Fuck. Now you actually had no choice but to talk to him.

Making your way downstairs, you took a deep breath before reaching the door. You weren’t sure what you were expecting, but it was not a soaking wet Chris shivering on your doorstep.

“Oh my god. Chris, you’re shaking!” you said, trying to usher him inside.

Sure you were upset but you didn’t want him to get frostbite. Chris backed away from the door, resisting your encouragement for him to come in.

“No, just listen. Please,” he pleaded.

You eyed him up, noticing his wet shirt sticking to his skin, his hair flat and straight on his head, dripping down onto his face. Did he walk? Was this kid insane?

“How did you get here - actually I dont wanna know. Just come in please,” you said, holding out your hand.

Chris shook his head.

“No. Just hear me out.”

You rubbed at your face, sighing. If he wasn’t coming inside then you would just have to meet him halfway. Grabbing a pair of shoes, you slipped them on and closed the door behind you as you joined him in the rain.

He was about to protest but once he saw your silent glare he closed his mouth. He was in no position to scold you right now.

Crossing your arms across your chest, you stared at him.

“I’m listening.”

Chris stuttered a bit, trying to find the right words. He ran a hand through his soaked hair, his breath pluming in the cold air as he sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he started, eyes meeting up to look at you.

“I shouldn’t have said that. I didn’t mean it I just - I got freaked out that people were noticing stuff and I- I don’t know. I guess I was scared.”

You looked away from him as you tried to collect your thoughts. You understood where he was coming from, but that didn’t ease your pain any less. The doubt that had clouded your mind since those words left his mouth was something you couldn’t get rid of.

“I thought we had something going,” you said shyly. You felt so silly saying it, but it was true.

Your eyes were trained on the tips of your shoes, too ashamed to look at him.

“We did. We do,” he corrected, “I just don’t want people attacking you for being with me. I’ve seen the way some people act online and I would hate myself if I ever put you through that.”

“You know I don’t care about that,” you said as you looked up.

Chris stepped forward, his hands clasping yours. His breath created clouds of white around you, his shivering hands squeezing you with every inch of strength he had.

“But I do. I can’t watch you get hurt.”

You shook your head at him, closing your eyes for a moment as you let the rain fall atop your face.

“As soon as I saw your face I knew I messed up. I know I can’t undo it, but I want to make it up to you - because I really, really like you,” he said, his brows furrowing as he stared into your eyes.

“I meant everything I’ve said for these past few weeks. You’re not just a friend to me; and I tried showing you that, but I guess I just fucked it up today,” he continued.

Your hand left his to cup his cheek.

Hearing him explain himself made you feel sort of guilty. You knew he had trouble with commitment, and you knew how much he was afraid of being public with his relationships. However, you were glad he was here to reassure you now.

“You didn’t fuck anything up, Chris. I know why you said it - I just wish you would’ve talked to me before. If you don’t want people knowing that’s okay, but I want us to be open with each other, yeah?”

He nodded, eyes closing as he leaned his head into your hand.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, voice breaking.

You rubbed your thumb across his cheek. “It’s okay,” you whispered.

His blue eyes opened once more, but this time they were on your lips instead. Breath uneven, he let the air out of his lungs shakily.

“I really want to kiss you,” he said.

At this point you didn’t even feel the icy raindrops on your skin. His body heat radiated off of him as he stepped closer to you, his palm resting atop the hand that was cupping his face.

“What’s stopping you?”

That was all it took for him to finally close the gap between you. His hair dripped water along your cheeks, falling into your shirt and causing you to shiver. But you didn’t care. All you cared about was Chris, and the way his lips moved in-sync with yours.

Pulling away, he rested his head on your forehead.

His hands were on your lower back, hugging you close to him. Even so, it didn’t help him with the cold that was running through his veins.

“Let’s get you inside,” you said upon noticing his frozen state.

Chris let you guide him by the hand, letting you pull him upstairs as you brought him to the bathroom to get him a change of clothes and a towel. He was grateful for the warmth, but he left your side hesitantly, wanting to still be close to you.

“I’ll still be here when you’re done,” you said as you peeled him away from your waist before closing the bathroom door to let him do his thing.

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you walked back to your room, not a care in the world.

You couldn’t even find it in yourself to be annoyed that you had gotten your entire carpet and hallway wet with puddles of water.

All that mattered was that you had Chris, and he had you.

- - -

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[strniohoeee]

Healer

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N has her period, and calls Matt over to keep her company. Matt being the sweet boyfriend he is helps her out🥹

Warnings⚠️: None this is just so cutesy🤭 I need boyfriend Matt in my life 😔

Song for the imagine: Good Day- SZA

I was currently laying in my bed in agony. I hated my period, and I hated day 2…it was the worst. The cramps, the nausea, the back pain. Just the overall icky ness I felt ruined my day.

I just felt gross, and I wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and sleep my life away. I was supposed to film with the triplets today, but I texted Matt telling him I wasn’t feeling good. I felt bad, but I just could not do it today

However I was really missing my boyfriend, and he gives the best back rubs and cuddles, and he just really made me realize why I loved him so much. I sat in my bed getting emotional over Matt and him not being here

I kept thinking about his smile, and the way his eyes closed when he smiled, and how he was so sweet and kind and listened to me all the time, and how he was so soft spoken and so sweet…..fuck I was getting sad

Then I started to think about how he always texted or called me saying “i'm sorry to bother you”….like you’re not bothering me you’re my boyfriend I love you so much keep talking

Suddenly I felt tears fall from my eyes…this god damn period always makes me an emotional wreck. I kept crying and sniffling, so I decided to call Matt. On the second ring he picked up

“Hi baby” he said

“Hi my love” I said sniffling

“What’s wrong?” He asked concerned

“Nothing, I have my period, and I was thinking of you, and I just got so emotional, and started crying” I said laughing a little bit

“Aww baby don’t cry. I’ll come over if it’s not a bother” he said

“Never a bother Matt, please come over” I said to him

“Okay, I’ll be there in 20” he said back

“Okay, be safe I’ll see you soon” I said

“I will” he responded, and with that he hung up the phone

I decided to shower while I waited for Matt. Once I was done I hopped back in my bed and turned the TV on. I decided on watching Coco. As soon as I pressed play I heard Matt come through my front door

“I’m in my room” I said

I heard him walk over, and come in

“My beautiful girl” he said walking in and coming over to me kissing me

“I’m so glad you’re here” I said smiling up at him

“Always baby” he said kicking his shoes off

“I brought some snacks” he said lifting up a bag

“Ouuu you know me too good” I said smiling at him

“Well duhhh you’re my girlfriend” he said getting on the bed and laying beside me

“Whatcha watching” he asked

“Coco” I said digging in the bag for my drink and snack

“Oh never seen it” he said grabbing his snack

“Me neither” I said opening my bag of chips

Matt and I were watching coco, and eating our snacks. After we finished our snacks we decided to lay down. I was laying flat on my back to try and ease the pain, and Matt was laying on his side

“Want me to rub your stomach?” He asked looking up at me

“If you want” I said giggling

Matt snuggled in closer, and started to rub my lower stomach softly to help the cramps

“This okay?” He asked looking at me

“It’s perfect” I said kissing his cheek

We were nearing the end of Coco, and right when Miguel started to sing to Mama Coco I started crying hysterically

“Oh my god…..” I weeped, and Matt looked up at me

“Are you okay?” He said looking worried

“This is so fucking sad like oh my god who wrote this” I said ugly crying

“Baby it’s okay” He said petting my hair and pulling me in closer

He helped me calm down, and I realized how silly I looked crying

“Oh god I’m so dumb” I said wiping my eyes

“You are not, this is sad” he said laughing

“My period got me crying at a Disney movie” I said laughing

“Don’t worry cry all you want I got you baby” he said kissing my forehead

We got to the end of the film and Mama Coco died. My eyes immediately watering, the tear flows starting

“FUCKKKK why is this so sad” I said crying and wiping my eyes

I looked over at Matt who had glossy eyes too

“Damn mama coco got your ass too” I said laughing

“That shit was sad, fuck” he said blinking and wiping his eyes

“Disney knows how to make a bitch sad” I said sitting up and turning the movie off

“They really do, I almost let a tear shed” he said sitting up too

I turned to look at him but winced

“You okay” he asked

“Yeah my lower backs just hurting so much” I said trying to stretch my back

“Let me massage it” he said

“You don’t have to though” I said looking at him

“Nooo I want to please??” He asked

“Sure” I said nodding

“Okay umm remove your shirt and bra and lay chest down” he said

“Ouuu Matt’s getting frisky” I said winking at him

“Stop it” he said blushing and rolling his eyes

“I’m only teasing” I said laughing

I removed my shirt and bra and laid down on my chest

“Wait, do you have lotion or baby oil?” He asked

“Matt you’re really trying to get freaky in this bitch” I said laughing

“Enough! I’m trying to use lotion so it’s not a dry massage” he said rolling his eyes

“You wanna lube me up, got it! In my bathroom under the sink there should be lotion” I said laughing

He rolled his eyes again, and went to the bathroom returning with lotion

“Alright in the least creepy way possible spread your legs so I can sit in between them” Matt said giggling

“You’re begging for it at this point” I said, and then opened my legs so he could sit in between them

Matt put some lotion on my back and began to rub out all the knots

“God damn Matt how are you so good with your hands” I said melting into his touch

“What can I say….i'm a ladies man” he said

“Watch it back there” I said looking over my shoulder

He laughed and continued to massage going lower, and really pressing the knots out

I let out a sigh of relief

“Feeling good?” He asked

“Very thank you baby” I said

He massaged my back for another ten minutes before I told him I felt better. I got back up putting just my shirt back on

“You’re so good to me” I said kissing him

“You know I got you baby” He said pulling away

“Want to watch Cars?” I asked

“Yes please” he said laying back on the bed and waving me over

I laid down on him, and we watched Cars eventually dozing off together.

The End

Hope you guys enjoyed this one🥹🖤🖤. Im thinking of opening my requests up again idk tho LMKKKK🖤

-J💅🏽

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[cryptotheism]

There's some Anthony Fantano drama happening on Twitter rn. Apparently he achieved the fourth jhāna, and only gave it a "strong seven, light eight" citing its rough production quality and "tired" triplet flows.

[sturniololoco]

can you do a the sturniolo triplets little sister story where they have a bunch of friends over and it becomes a lot for y/n and she gets overwhelmed and runs to the bathroom or her room and one of her brothers notice and calm her? thank you <3

Too Much

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings: People, crying, panic, etc.

SLS's POV

Today was Friday, the day I've been dreading all week.

it's my brother's 20th birthday, only that wasn't the problem. It was the fact that they were inviting a whole lot of people to our small house for a party.

and I don't do people.

Matt keeps telling me that I will be fine, that I just need to relax, but I can't stop the endless worrying from filling my mind.

-

It's now 8:00. There was a knock on the door and my brothers went downstairs to greet the three influencers who walked up into our kitchen. I smiled from my seat on the island, and this process continued.

Over 20 times.

The room was stuffy with too many people. Every time I moved, I could feel someone touching my arm or hitting my back. There was screaming, singing, and dancing everywhere. The music was so loud that I could barely hear myself think.

The only thing that registered in my brain was get out.

As soon as I made my way through the crowd, I sprinted up the stairs and into Nicks's bathroom.

I slammed the door closed and fell to the floor. I closed my eyes, put my hands over my ears, rested my head against the bathroom wall, and finally let the panic set in.

Matt's POV

I could not find SLS/N anywhere. I tried asking my brothers, but they were occupied with our guests.

I was trying to find her to make sure she was okay. She's never been good with loud noises and too many people, so I knew this was definitely pushing her limits.

I decided to look in Chris's room, even his bathroom, but still didn't find her there. She wasn't in my room either.

After weaving my way through the crowded space, I managed to make it up the stairs to Nick's room.

Then I heard crying from the bathroom.

SLS/N's POV

I lift my head up as the bathroom door is pushed open, still not taking my hands off my ears.

"S-Someones in h-here!" I shouted, so no one would try and talk to me.

It didn't work. I was surprised to see Matt come in and close the door behind him, sitting on the ground next to me.

All he has to do is open his arms, and I immediately jump into him, falling apart in his lap. He sushes me comfortingly, stroking my hair.

When my breathing slows down and the tears stop flowing, I say,

"I'm sorry I ruined your night." Feeling terrible that he's in here sitting with me instead of enjoying his special day.

He lifts my chin up, making me look at him before saying,

"Sweetheart, you did not ruin my night. I'm just glad that you're okay, and I'm sorry we put you through this." He says, wiping the stray tears off my face.

I just nod, not wanting to let the sobs I was holding back out by opening my mouth.

He stands up and helps me to my feet. Grabbing my hand, he leads me out of the room and to Nick's bed, motioning for me to sit down. I do so, laying back and pulling his covers over me.

matt walks over to the dresser, coming back with Nick's noise-canceling headphones.

"Why don't you watch a movie and relax, and I'll come check on you in a bit." He says to me, slipping the headphones over my ears, and then giving me a kiss on the forehead.

I smile at him giving him a little wave as he leaves the room, blowing me a kiss.

I sigh contently as I scroll onto Netflix, grateful for having a brother like mine.

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[crisiscutie]

Darling and Sephiroth cockwarming after a long day of dealing with the kids? 😣

This Fluffy Sephiroth or "Fluffy" Sephiroth? 🤔 I will make this Fluffy boi. Yandere version here. Enjoy this scenario~.

Content Warning: NSFW. Some angst.

Exhausted from your maternal duties, you almost collapsed onto the bed, but you managed to steady yourself, avoiding any discomfort for yourself or the little one inside of you. You love your triplet boys. You really do. But sometimes you wanna just throw them into a chest and ship them off to the promised land... or whatever that is. Not too long after your arrival, the bedroom door slammed open, making the poor hinges creak for dear life. You couldn't help but smirk briefly, knowing that the only other person who could have made such a grand entrance in your household, aside from your son Loz, was his dear father.

Sephiroth took a moment to calm himself before slowly closing the door, mentally adding yet another item to the growing list of house repairs. Afterward, he untangled his disheveled high ponytail, allowing his flowing silver mane to cascade down his back. Finally, he approached the bed and motioned for your pillow. You smiled, lifting your head from your pillow as you allowed him to remove it and fluff it up for you. Even when he's on his last nerve, he's still so thoughtful and sweet to you. He then joined you on the bed, his throbbing cock pressing against your eager entrance, covered by your silky panties.

You pulled your panties aside, granting him access. You two have been waiting all day to fuck, but one distraction came after another. But now, the moment was here. A low grunt escaped his lips as he slowly entered, your wet cunt stretching around his cock. He held you close, with one hand supporting your breasts and the other tenderly cradling your pregnant belly.

"Are you sure this next one is only a single?" he asked playfully.

"We must trust the midwives, my love," you retorted.

"No one can be sure of everything. I hope Angealica can handle the boys right now..."

"Of course she can. She's our firstborn, and already mastered the art of keeping the boys in check!" You couldn't see it, but you know he's got a big smile on his face. You let out a pleasurable sigh as he lazily thrusts, savoring the sensation of his thick cock being massaged by your walls.

"So, what do you think it will be?" You asked, your gaze fixed on the sunset over the fields from the bedroom window. In the distance, you could see the village that your family frequently visits. Sephiroth slightly narrowed his eyes and his hand began to slowly rub your pregnant belly. It's almost as if he was listening or communicating with something. After a short while of silence, you said his name, wondering if he heard your question or if he zoned out.

"...It will be a girl." He blurted out. You raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"Are you just saying that because you don't want more boys?"

"No. I'm certain," he said, his slit eyes darting off to the bedroom window, watching the sunset like you.

"If you say so. What name should we pick for her, then?"

"Lucrecia..."

"Hmmmm," you mumbled. The name had a nice ring to it, although it seemed oddly specific to suggest at a time like this. You want to ask him where he got it from, though you're sure that he had already endured a relentless barrage of questions from Yazoo today, so you'd leave it be for now. "I like that name... How about Lulu for a nickname? Or Lucy?" His cock twitched inside you as his normally lazy thrust had a bit more vigour to it this time. "I'll take that as a yes," you huffed out, as he quietly chuckled. The two of you relaxed in silence for a short while after that, now watching the moon overtake the skies while wild chocobos wandered through the fields. Soon, the silence was disrupted by a thought that entered your mind.

"Our tenth anniversary is coming up... It's incredible to think about how far we've come. From being SOLDIERS to building a beautiful family away from Shinra, it's truly remarkable. He would be proud." Sephiroth's vast white wing sprouted from his back, it enveloped both of you, his grip tightening ever so slightly.

"I..." his velvety voice trailed off. One of his fingers gently traced the intricate engravings on your mako-encrusted wedding band. He had crafted it for you years ago, just before the arrival of your firstborn.

"-was so scared of losing you, like how I lost my mother. That's why I wanted to give this to you as a parting gift," he whispered, his voice trembling. Your eyes grew heavy as the realization washed over you. No wonder he had seemed so mournful when Angealica's birth was approaching. Without warning, he thrusted once more, eliciting a sharp yelp from you as his cock hit your cervix. He then nuzzled into your neck and whispered a quiet apology, his tears cascading onto you. In that moment, you clasped your hands over his, affirming your unwavering support for him. It was only natural that a fear like that still lurked in his heart, but it was undeniable that he had become a better man throughout it all.

"Don't worry," you reassured. He lifted his head from your neck. "If I didn't leave you then I won't leave you now. For good luck, why don't we renew our vows? It'd be a celebration of the people we became, our rebirth. Fate did its damndest to keep us apart, but we couldn't be stopped." He stayed silent, allowing your words to sink in. A moment later, he spoke up.

"So be it," he said. You had to stop yourself from yelping in delight at his response. Despite the lingering doubt within Sephiroth, he was comforted by knowing you would help him navigate through it.

"So much to plan~! What should we get the boys to wear? I wonder if the village boutique sells maternity wedding dresses-"

"I admire your eagerness love," Sephiroth said, his voice slightly trembling. "But maybe we should save the planning for another time. It's been a long day," his words carried a hint of nervousness.

You pouted playfully, yet you also nodded in agreement. Both of you slouched, and closed your eyes, eagerly anticipating the new day that lay ahead. Your fantasy with him was finally etched in stone, and nothing could rip it apart.

I think "My Silver Lining" is a perfect song showing the growth and tenacity of Fluffy Sephy and his darling's bond. 💜

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[sturnstories]

My Turn

‼️🔞WARNINGS:INCLUDES SMUT, EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, AND ORAL SEX.

IF YOU DONT LIKE IT DONT READ IT. LEAVE!!

‼️Reader discretion is advised‼️

Also this may have typos and grammar mistakes so i apologize in advance.

Enjoy😉

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you wake up to your phone blowing up like crazy, you sleepily pick it up and look at the time

3:12AM

you unlock your phone, eyes still adjusting to the screen and seeing 12 unread messages from matt. you quickly open them and see he sent you a video along with many messages

“really needing you right now”

“please wake up baby”

“come over y/n”

“please i need you”

you sit up in bed thinking about what that video could be. before your imagination gets the best of you, you open the video and your jaw instantly drops to your feet. his dick. his rock hard cock dripping with white liquid along with his hand moving aggressively up and down it. sharp grunts and moans obviously coming from him are heard in the video. you don’t know how to react other than the very wet feeling forming down there.

you hurry to get up and get dressed as fast as you can as all you can think about is him finishing without you. you grab your keys and basically throw your self out the door.

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you get to matt’s house and unlock the door with the key the triplets gave you a while back. you walk right past the living room and kitchen trying to be quiet knowing chris and nick are probably sleeping. you get to matt’s bedroom door. you stand there for a moment putting your ear against the door, listening. you hear soft whimpers coming from inside. you grab the handle softly and slowly opened the door. he’s laying on his bed, head thrown back, whimpers flowing out of his mouth, his arm laced with tattoos moving at a rapid pace. a grin starts to form on your face as you watch him. he doesn’t notice you, obviously to busy.

you can tell he’s getting close so you then choose to grab his attention. you walk over to the bed “c’mon matty you can stop that now that i’m here” you say in a seductive tone. his head pops up as he stops his actions. looking at you desperately waiting for you to do something, anything at all. you sit on the edge of the bed and crawl over to him. he reaches up grabbing your chin pulling you to his lips so your just inches apart from each other. he pulls you in for a rough and sloppy kiss. you continue making out and you end up straddling him.

you feel his hard dick rubbing against your clothed pussy. a groan leaving his lips as you begin to grind your hips on his. he pulls away “if you keep doing that i might finish in my pants” he says,out of breath. you smile, then suddenly he flips you over in one swift motion so he is on top of you. you look up at him in shock and he smirks at you. “i thought you needed me. doesn’t that mean i’m supposed to be riding you right now?” he shakes his head “trust me this is all i need baby” he responds.

he then leans down rubbing his face in your neck, tickling a bit as you feel his hot breath on your skin. he then whispers in your ear “i’m going to fuck you until you cant use those pretty legs of yours y/n.” turning you on even more than you could imagine possible.he reaches down and takes your shirt off with your help. he unhooks your bra and rips it off of you in a second. he sits up and stares at you in awe. you feel your cheeks heat up.

“matt please” you say eagerly. “what do you need princess” he says as he nibbles at your neck. “anything. i need you matt please” he stops for a moment just looking at you. he then quickly leans down and starts sucking at your nipples making you moan softly. he kisses you making his way down to the place you needed him the most. he stops just inches away from your heat and looks up at you waiting for consent, you nod in response.

he needed no more confirmation than that, he quickly starts to unbutton your jeans. “up” he says signaling you to lift your hips off the bed. obeying him you lift your hips just enough for him to slide your jeans off. he then begins to take off your panties and tosses them to the side leaving you fully exposed underneath him.

he wastes no time and begins lapping at your pussy. you don’t know how to respond to the amount of pleasure you are feeling other than to pull at his hair making him groan, sending vibrations up your body only increasing your pleasure. you moan as he continues to suck on your clit as you feel his slender fingers at your opening. slowly he pushed one finger in and curls it hitting the perfect spot, making your back arch. “i-oh my god matt” you feel him grin at your loss of words still rapidly moving his tongue around your folds.

he suddenly adds a second finger making you moan his name. “fuck matt holy shit” he increases the speed of his fingers while nibbling at your clit making the perfect combination. you feel your stomachs tighten and your orgasm creeping up. whimpers still falling out of your mouth uncontrollably. “oh god baby i’m going to cum” you yell, not even worried about who can hear you. he speeds up his actions even more, moving at an ungodly pace.

your body begins to shake, your stomach tightens, and your legs wrap around matt’s head. “oh fuck matt” your vision blurry and you feel dizzy due to the amount of pleasure matt is giving you. your juices begin squirting out into matt’s hand and tongue before he cleans every drop up as you come down from your high.

you then see matt reach over to the drawer on his nightstand. you kind of wonder what he is grabbing but you stay quiet.he pulls out a toy. your eyes go wide. you had no idea he had one. he brings the toy closer to you while smirking. “matt i’m too sensitive i cant right now” you whine. “you can take it” he states firmly. “but-“ you get cut off from him turning on the toy, vibrating aggressively he pushes it closer to your pussy looking you in the eyes.

“matt i-“ he puts his finger to your mouth shushing you. he pushes the toy directly onto your clit making your back arch and a loud moan leave your mouth. “i love the noises you make baby” he says. your eyes now rolling to the back of your head. “i- i’m not going to-to last long m-matt” you stutter out between whines. “that’s okay princess just look at me” he leans down connecting his lips to your pussy. unable to even see straight your a moaning shaking mess, but matt loves it. he admires you even while his tongue is practically inside of you. he starts moving his hand up and down his dick while still fucking you with his mouth and holding the vibrator in his other hand. but you can’t focus on what he’s doing right now.

that all too familiar feeling forms in your stomach yet again. “i- i cant do this anymore matt im so close” you moan, only making matt speed up his actions. he throws the vibrator to the side but still continues lapping at your pussy while he is also getting himself off. “me too y/n me too” he states out of breath. you begin to shake violently, gripping matt’s hair so tight. your sure it hurts, but he doesn’t care and neither do you. you feel yourself come undone all over matt’s face. “mmhm tastes so good” matt says while cleaning it up once again.

he starts getting up but you grab him and pull him right back down to the bed and positioned your mouth right above his dick. “my turn” you say as you start teasing his tip making him buck his hips into you. you begin to bob your head up and down. his dick hitting the back of your throat causing you to gag. “o- oh just like that. don’t stop” he whines. tears now running down your face you feel his dick twitch and you know he’s close. he moans your name loudly as warm liquid shoots into your mouth and throat. you swallow it all then lick a stripe up his dick and twirl your tongue around the top cleaning him up making him buck his hips once again.

you sit up wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. you just look at each other and you’re unable to speak. that was the best orgasm you have ever had. you lay down next to him and stare at the ceiling in shock of what just happened. matt turns and looks at you concern growing on his face “are you okay baby was that too much?” he asks softly. “no i- that was great” you say trying to comfort him. “oh okay” he says with a slight smile. “i love you matt” “i love you more baby”.

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[kvtie444]

°•★ SOLO .1

A/N: luv this sm and it's gonna be a slow burn! so excited for this!! couldn’t pick a song for the first chapter so i did this lolz cool name n that

Summary: reader moves to LA for work and becomes the sturniolos editor, but what happens when she falls for chris..

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex and drinking

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I've achieved a major milestone at the age of 19 – relocating from my hometown to Los Angeles. While my current residence is a modest yet comfortable apartment, I aspire to upgrade once my income starts flowing. Thanks to some connections my mum, I landed an opportunity to showcase my photography and cinematography skills. My mums friend Laura manages the Sturniolo triplets, a prominent group in the YouTube community.

“Y/n?”, the barista interrupts with my drink. Smiling, I grab my beverage and head outside, taking in a deep breath. A sense of responsibility to make a good impression washes over me as I stroll, catching glimpses of myself in passing windows. The anticipation and nervousness fuel my journey to Laura's home office.

Arriving at her house, I ring the doorbell. Laura opens the door with a warm smile, “Hi dear! You look just like your mum” she says. Pulling me into a hug. “Lovely to meet you” I smile back. We exchange greetings, and she guides me upstairs. Seated in her office, she briefs me on the tasks ahead – editing their weekly podcast, vlog, and car video, along with organizing a photoshoot for an upcoming merch drop.

Midway through our conversation, a knock at the door interrupts us. Laura's daughter, Madi, "Nick's outside, I'm leaving now," she informs Laura, who interjects, "Actually, Madi, would you mind taking y/n here with you? She can actually meet them." "Oh, I don't want to intrude," I say, but Madi reassures me, "No, it's fine! I mentioned you had this meeting earlier, and Nick saw your page. We were both obsessed with your work." I agree with a smile, bid farewell to Laura, and follow Madi for a casual chat on the move and work.

At the front door, we find a minivan, and I open the back door, greeted by Nick. "It's so nice to meet you! I'm Nick, sorry for picking you up so last minute," he apologizes with a smile. "It's fine, no worries," I respond with a laugh. The driver, Matt, turns around, and I smile and wave. "You alright?" he asks, focusing on pulling out of the parking spot. "Yeah," I reply with a smile. “Is Chris still home?” Madi inquires, and Nick nods. The car ride is accompanied by quiet music and small talk, centered around getting to know each other.

Upon reaching the Sturniolo's house, we let ourselves in and head up the stairs to their living room. I drop my bag onto the couch. Madi, Nick, and I sit around the couch, with me in the middle, as Matt heads to the fridge. "Y/n, want anything to drink?" he asks, turning to me. "No, it's fine. I'm good," I shake my head. He places four Pepsis on the coffee table before taking a seat between me and Nick. I smile to myself, cute.

Nick is incredibly friendly, and we bond over our shared interests in photography. Matt is also sweet, ensuring I'm not left out in any conversation and keeping me entertained. Madi already feels like a sister vibe. The three of us are currently laughing at Nick's tangent about some driver on the journey to Laura's. "I mean, this dumb fuck shouldn't be allowed on the road, didn't even know how to use a fucking indicator," he practically yells. I laugh, my head falling back.

My attention shifts to the stairs as I hear someone walking up them. It's Chris - he practically ignores us all as he walks to the fridge, opening it. Our conversation dies down, and the room becomes dead silent; you could hear a pin drop. "Who the fuck took the last Pepsi?" he grumbles, basically slamming the fridge shut. "Chris," Nick scolds. Chris turns to look at us all on the sofa. "Oh, hey," he nonchalantly nods at me. I shoot a quick, small smile before dropping it. What the fuck.

"We can pick up another pack when we go out to film the car video tonight," Chris starts but is quickly cut off. "Chris, this is the editor, Y/n," Madi speaks up, furrowing her brows at him. "Oh shit, my bad. Just thought it was some girl Matt brought back," he chuckles, motioning to Matt's arm behind my head on the sofa. We all just stare at him in disbelief. He hums to himself before walking over, picking up my Pepsi in front of me that I had already had half of, holding eye contact with me. He downs it and drops it back on the table, the can rolling away. "Dude," Nick scolds him. "Later," Chris mumbles before going back to his room. My jaw is slack from slight shock at him. "I'm so sorry about him," Matt begins. "It's fine, don't worry about it," I smile, lying at him; in truth, it did bother me because, it was out of order. I mean, I'm going to be working for this absolute dick.

We're snapped out of our thoughts again by someone walking upstairs, but this time it's some blonde Instagram model girl from Chris's room. She simply walks past us and leaves the house. Lovely.

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Nick added you to a groupchat

I read the notification before unlocking my phone, it was a group chat of me and the triplets, just titled “📸”

I go on the chat, the only message being from nick.

From Nick

Hey girl, videos coming out in 2 days, I've got the SD card if you wanna come pick it up!

I smile and respond, agreeing to the plans. Nick and Matt like the message, while Chris leaves it on read. The noise from my upstairs neighbours is getting louder, prompting me to sigh and pinch my nose. I quickly pack a bag with my laptop and other essentials. Thankfully, the weather in LA is never cold, so I leave in my comfy outfit of sweatpants and a crop top.

I arrive at the house and knock on the door. Matt opens it, greets me, and pulls me into a side hug. "Hey, is Nick in?" I inquire. "Yeah, he's making lunch. You want any?" Matt offers. Despite not wanting to be a burden, my rumbling stomach speaks for itself. "If you don't mind," I smile at him. "Not at all," he says before heading upstairs.

Nick is busy cooking pasta, and Chris is lounging on the sofa, scrolling on his phone. He looks up at me as I quickly avert my gaze. "Hey, food's ready now if you want a plate," Nick smiles at me as I slide my bag off my shoulder onto the dining table and sit down. "Yeah, that's great. Um, would you mind if I edit here? My neighbours are driving me crazy," I ask nervously, sticking my tongue in my cheek. "Of course! Stay as long as you like," Nick offers a warm smile, serving the pasta.

"Just letting you know, Chris is having people over later, so you can edit in my room upstairs," he continues, placing my plate in front of me with a fork. I stab the pasta, blow on it, smile, and nod. Matt takes his plate and goes to his room to stream, while Nick leaves a plate out for Chris as he goes to shower. shit, it's just us in the room now.

As I eat my pasta, I hear Chris get up from the couch, then the chair next to me scratching the floor. He sits next to me, pulling his plate of pasta toward him as he begins eating. It's awkward, with his legs obnoxiously spread so our knees are touching. The only sounds are the slight chewing and our forks scraping the plate until Chris speaks up, "You drink?" he asks me. "I guess," I reply, considering I only drink socially. "I was gonna invite you to my thing tonight, but not if you're dressed like that," he says, stabbing pasta with his fork. Thanks. "I'm busy editing tonight anyway," I mumble, playing with my food slightly on my plate. He sighs before breaking the silence again. "I've got a fresh love drop, need you on the set for photos, can you take them like this?" he asks sounding more like an order than a question, as he shows me my own Instagram post with photos taken from a digital camera. "Yeah," I reply, my eyes still on his phone as I eat. He swipes off Instagram, and as he does, I catch a glimpse of what I assume to be his designs in his camera roll. I have to admit; he has a good vision.

I eventually finish my meal, wash up after myself, grab a drink, and head upstairs to Nick's room. He's playing Fortnite on his TV with Matt on the other end of the headset, presumably still streaming. We exchange silent smiles before I sit on his desk and pull out my laptop. He left the SD card out for me, so I slot it in and begin working on it. While watching the unedited video, I can't help but stare at Chris. As much as I hate to admit it, he looks good - the way his black tee hugs his biceps, how blue his eyes are. Focus, Y/n.

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I've just finished the video, and Nick and I are currently sitting on his bed, sharing headphones. It's hard to pay attention due to the obnoxiously loud people downstairs and the booming music. It's now 2 am, and the party seems to be ending as the music stops, and the muffled voices get quieter. He laughs as the video ends, clapping his hands together in amusement. "Honestly, y/n, that's amazing," he smiles at me. I save the video and hand the SD card back to him, ready for upload.

"Tomorrow, we're going out to film another 'come eat with us' video. I'll let you know when we're ready for editing," he explains, and I nod in agreement. "I should get going," I say, looking out the window at the night sky. "Let me ask Matt to drop you off," he suggests. I nod and hug him before heading downstairs with my bag alone.

The scene downstairs is chaotic, with red solo cups everywhere, spilt drinks on the now sticky floor, and chairs moved around. Chris is by the kitchen alone, drinking Bacardi straight from the bottle. I sigh as I attempt to walk past, but he calls my name. I turn to look at him, and he waves me over with his middle and index finger. As I step towards him, I can smell the alcohol on his breath; he's clearly drunk.

"Drink with me," he slurs. I shake my head no, but it doesn't stop him. He shoves the glass bottle in my face. "Chris, I'm good," I assert, but he doesn't stop. He continues, and I try to push the bottle away, but it ends up dropping, shattering on the floor. I groan as I bend down, picking up the large pieces of glass.

"Y/n," he groans, but I ignore him. I wince as a shard cuts my hand, and blood quickly starts coming out. "Shit," I mutter, dropping the glass I was holding and standing up. "Let me see," Chris mumbles, grabbing my wrist. I let him, and he examines the cut, almost snapping out of his drunken state. His warm hand sends jolts through my body as he holds me. He walks me over to the sink, turning it on and rinsing my hand under it. I wince at the feeling, causing him to soothingly rub his thumb over my wrist. "Shh, it's okay, you're fine," he mumbles. He grabs a bandage from a drawer while still holding onto my wrist, gently placing it on my palm and rubbing it down.

"Pretty sure you're meant to disinfect it," I look up at him. "Pretty sure you're the sober one, and somehow I'm the one helping you," he smirks to himself. I breathe out a laugh as he looks up at me and away from my hand. We stare at each other for a second, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. We hear a door open, and he's quick to drop my wrist, turning away, making me frown slightly. "Yo, y/n, let's go—what the fuck?" Matt says, coming from his room and seeing the glass on the floor. He looks up at my bandaged hand. "What happened?" he asks, concerned. "Don't worry about it, let's go," I mumble, walking around the glass and to him. I look back for a second and see Chris leaning against the counter, eyes glued to his phone.

I get in the front seat of Matt's car and feel my phone buzz.

From Chris

sorry

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