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i was reading hq fics nd it makes me miss writing for anime omg take me back 😣.

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DREAM MAKER & HEARTBREAKER

synopsis: chris had been ignoring you so you show up to a party looking for him, just for him to be with another girl.

pairing: frat boy! chris sturniolo x f!reader

warnings: drinking, angstish??, “no strings attached”relationship, not proofread

mellys note!!: this plot came up in my head while i listened to the song “moon river” by frank ocean… why?? idk? so enjoy

the sound of music blasted in your ears. you were at a frat party, mainly for chris. you knew he was going to be there. you and chris have been an off and on situationship, you knew you loved him. but did he love you?

you walked around trying to look for him, sparing a “hi” to anybody who came up to you but quickly walking away. you were so desperate to find chris because he had been ignoring you for a good few days and something in you made you feel weird. a pit in your stomach bothering you, telling you to look for him.

passing through all the drunken people who stench of alcohol and weed, you finally made it to the living room. your eyes wandered until it made it to the couch. there was chris.

but he wasn’t alone, a skinny brunette girl sat on his lap. her fingers ran through his hair, her other hand resting on his chest as he whispered something in her ear that caused her to laugh. you saw the way his lips tickled her ear, the way his hands stayed on her thighs and the way they laughed and conversed together.

jealousy started seeping out of you, but you stayed in place. your teeth dug into the insides of your cheek and your eyes watered. why were you so upset about this? you question in your head over and over.

you quickly pivot and start to go towards the kitchen counter. there you start to mix all types of drinks into a red solo cup, not even caring about how you will feel the next day. all that you could think about was chris and the random girl.

the alcohol went down your throat quickly and gave you a quick burning sensation. you winced at the taste but you just wanted the drunk feeling.

1 drink turned into 3 into 5 into too many you forgot to count. after taking probably your 9th cup, you hear someone talk to you. “think you’ve had enough?” a deep voice spoke, you look to your side, it was one of chris’ frat brothers. “ohhh heyyy! honestly no i think i need more.” you hiccup out.

before you can grab a cup, chris’ frat bro takes it away. “nope chris will kill me if i let you.” you roll your eyes, “ugh why should he care! he’s with that other girl.” the guy looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed and then chuckles, “damn girl your wasted.”

not even letting him say something else, you turn around and start walking away, not wanting to continue this conversation. somehow you made it outside, the cold wind hit you like the speed of light making you shiver a bit. you sit down on the curb of the sidewalk.

“need some company?” a familiar voice questioned you, chris. your roll your eyes once again and choose to ignore him. you hear him grunt as he sits next to you, “what do you want?” you slur. “well i heard your drunk and alone so i knew i had to find you.”

you twist your head and look at him. you haven’t seen him up close in a few days so you take in his features, and the way they glow by the moonlight. “whatever, go back to that girl you were with.” you whisper but he had still heard you. chris’ tongue glides over his teeth as he nods. “what you jealous?”

you scoff at him, “of course i was chris…how could you ignore me for days then go off flirting with her.” you say “we aren’t official..” chris tries defending himself.

at this point your speechless, you knew he was right so what’s the point on fighting back on this? you both go quiet not having anything else to say to each other.

you stand up very quickly, making you wobble a bit almost losing your balance. “welp im going to head back home! no point of having me here.” you quietly say the last part. chris stands up with you, “did you drive here yourself?” he questions you genuinely curious. you nod at him and try to walk away.

chris grabs your arm, “then no your not. you’re not driving back yourself.” you groan at him, “im not going anywhere with you?!” crossing your arms and standing in place. he rolls his eyes at you and bends his knees. you look at him confused until you feel yourself being lifted off the ground. the quick action made you dizzy, chris held you bridal style and started walking towards his car.

“put me down!” you whined out to him, but he ignored you. unlocking his car and putting you in the passenger seat. he reached over and grabbed the seatbelt buckling you in, “your so damn stubborn all the time jesus.”

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⊹₊⟡⋆ STURN5IOLO’S MASTERLIST ⊹₊⟡⋆

matthew sturniolo ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

becoming this (angst)

my boy only breaks his favorite toys (angst)

christopher sturniolo ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

thats so true! (angst)

messages between dealer! chris & girly girl reader (suggestive)

photography (suggestive)

dream maker & heartbreaker (angst)

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your body lays on chris’ bed. you wore a fresh love t-shirt that loosely fit and a black laced thong. chris was at the edge of the bed admiring your body and the way his own shirt fit on you.

“you going to keep looking? or are you gonna do something?” you ask chris with attitude, the impatient side of you coming out. “give it a minute ma, im enjoying the view.” chris said smirking.

he started walking around the bed over to his nightstand, grabbing the black camera and taking off the lenses. he went back to the edge of the bed and stared at you. “c’mon, show me what you got.” he whispered loud enough for you to hear.

you began to spread your legs and sit up on your elbows for him, you leaned your head back as chris took the picture. the flash brightened up the room for a quick second.

chris looked at the picture that popped up on the camera, “fuck” he said staring at the image, crazy ideas and fantasies popped up in his head. he looked back into the small hole and watched as your body switched poses.

moving onto your two knees, you put the hem of the shirt in between your teeth showing off some of your matching black bra.

“perfect..” he said, snapping the picture. after getting the picture he dropped the camera on the bed and started to crawl towards you, “m’kay, i gotchu now baby.”

a/n: this is actually based off that one movie with louis partridge called disclaimer cuz he’s so fine

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MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVORITE TOYS

synopsis: for some reason matt has been acting strange, all you want to know is if he’s okay but of course it has to backfire.

pairing: matt sturniolo x f! reader

warnings: unresolved angst , use of y/n , !!matt is very VERY mean in this!!!

you and matt are perfect for each other…well that’s what you thought. it’s currently 2am and you wait on the couch. matt has been out since 12pm, he just left without telling you where he was going. just a simple, “i’ll be back.”

recently matt has been giving you the cold shoulder. it was like one day he woke up and decided to not talk to you as much. you moved in with the triplets 2 years into your relationship with matt.

while siting in the living room, you hear the door open. “hi baby.” you say as matt walks in. he looks at you and silently says “hey.”

matt moves towards the kitchen and drops his stuff at the table, you get up and trail behind him. “i left the rest of the food in the fridge if you want some.” matt runs his hands through his hair and walks farther away from you, “nah im good, i already ate.”

you follow him into your shared room, “did you? where did you go today?” his back stays facing you but on his face he rolls his eyes, “nowhere.” matt says bluntly. “well clearly you did because you were out so long?!” you scoff out at him annoyed with his attitude.

“why do you care. it’s not like your my fucking mom.” matt says facing you, “but i’m your girlfriend.” you say softly. matt laughs in your face and turns around to the bathroom, “unfortunately.” he mumbles quietly, but still loud enough for you to hear.

before matt can close the bathroom door on you, you push it open, “what did you just say?” you ask feeling like your heart was ripped out of you. “nothing,” he pauses “now can you get out?”

your in disbelief that he is even saying this to you, his own girlfriend. “what is your problem matthew?”

matt looks at you and opens his mouth, “you are y/n! your the problem. i’m so tired of you, always fucking nagging me and being all up in my business, treating me like a fucking kid.” your chest felt a pain, like you were being stabbed a thousand times. did he really think of you like that?

tears formed in your eyes, blurring your vision of him, “i’m sorry matt, i didn’t mean to make you feel like that.” you tell him with your bottom lip quivering. “yeah well you did so..” he says coldly.

“why are you talking to me like that matt? im your girlfriend?! i fucking live with you!” you plead out with wet tears running down your face. “yeah well i didn’t ask for that y/n. who invited you to live with us? ‘cause i don’t remember it being me.” matt says to you, leaving you speechless. “yeah y/n, coming in my home and being completely useless.”

you storm away into your shared room, “walk away and cry like you always do!” matt yells at you and slams the bathroom door. the second your body hits the mattress all you want to do is melt into it, the feeling of your own boyfriend saying those words to you felt like being stabbed in the heart over and over again. you pull your knees into your chest, and feel your shoulders shake up and down due to the sobs being let out.

using all your strength, you get up and grab the nearest bag. packing almost all your stuff as fast as you can. moments of doing this pass by like a blink of an eye, and suddenly you hear the bathroom door open.

“what are you doing?” a familiar voice asks you, but you already knew it was matt. “what do you think?” you snap back, still shoving as much clothes as you can into the bags. matt stood back and watched you in silence.

as you try to step out matt stands in the doorway, “move.” you tell more than ask him, but he doesn’t budge. “matt, move out the way.” you try saying again, but yet he doesn’t do anything. you try pushing him but again nothing happens. being frustrated you start pushing and hitting his chest, tears rush down your face in a snap of a finger. “move matt! please move!” you scream at him.

matt grabs your two hands and pushes them down, pulling you into an embrace. you sob in his arms, “please let me go.” you whisper, “im sorry.” matt says into your ear, showing no signs of letting you out of his arms.

“just let me go.”

a/n : sorry guys this is lowk ass…im sorry for no updates on anything, ive had 0 motivation due to my break up </3 but im slowly getting better! ily all

[sturn5iolo]

writing fics while cross faded is so fun 🙂‍↕️

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hi guys sorry if im delayed w posting on part 2 of that’s so true i got broken up w recently and have 0 motivation 🥲

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⭐️ oh hey that’s so true (part 2 but sad version) ⭐️

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MESSAGES BETWEEN GIRLY-GIRL!READER & DEALER! CHRIS 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖

a/n: diff fcs are used!! but imagine it as the way you want! & this is my first time doing texts so please don’t make fun of me 🥲

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THATS SO TRUE!

synopsis: you and chris broke up not that long ago, but still stayed friends. what if one day he brings his new girl to you and the triplets movie night?

pairing: ex! chris sturniolo & f! reader

warning: use of y/n, jealousy, anxiety attack!!, emotionally/micro-cheating

you sat on the triplets couch with matt right next to you. while scrolling on your phone you hear chris, “hey guys, is it okay if i invite amelia over?” he says walking down the stairs.

amelia is chris’ new girl, and she’s absolutely gorgeous. blue eyes, blonde hair and just everything you would want to be. you and chris broke up almost a month ago because he felt that he didn’t love you enough, but you continued to be okay with each other due to you still being friends with nick and matt.

“oh yeah that’s fine with me,” nick says as matt just nods. you turn your head to look at chris, just for him to be staring at you already. “i don’t care” you say to him.

but in all honesty, you did care. knowing how quickly he moved on from you hurt like hell. you physically could not believe that he found a new girl so quickly after being together for 8 months.

chris’ tongue glides over his teeth as he looks at you and walks away. matt taps on your knee, you look over at him and he mouths, “you okay?” you smile at him and say, “of course.”

a few minutes pass by, all 4 of you guys were just sitting on the couch until you hear the door knock a few times. chris sat up enthusiastically and basically ran to the door. when the door opens you hear, “hi baby!” assumingely enough it was amelia.

she and chris walk up towards the couch and stand in the middle of the living room. “amelia this is nick, matt and y/n. guys this is amelia.” he says with a soft smile on his face.

you sat at the end of the couch and of course, chris and amelia sat on the other end which had a clear view of them both. perfect, you thought to yourself.

chris looks straight at you keeping eye contact. his hands go up to her hair that was perfectly tied in a bun, his fingers wrap around the black hair tie while he whispers something in her ear. chris pulls the hair tie off and lets her hair free.

you bite your tongue and watch in silence. you knew he was doing this to hurt you, to get a reaction out of you. chris used to let your hair down the same way, and now he’s doing it with her. you knew exactly how chris thought. you knew what he was thinking while doing that.

your eyes shift over to amelia, her big blue eyes, pouty glossed lips, healthy blonde hair. does she know you and chris are exes? does she know you and chris broke up a month ago? how could anybody hate her? she’s so beautiful and cool. but for some reason something in you makes you hate her.

as you stare at amelia in awe, chris stares at you. he sees the way your eyes are glossing, the way your lip starts trembling and the way you play with the rings on your fingers from anxiety. suddenly, you stand up quickly turning around and letting out the softest, “i’ll be back.”

reaching the bathroom with tears slowly falling down your blushed cheeks. you close the door shut, both hands find the edge of the cold counter. you lean down looking at the white colored sink. breathing starts to pick up, your chest begins to move up and down at a rapid pace.

you try to wipe the tears rolling down but they would not stop coming out. tears after tears, the door is knocked on. you turn around trying to calm down your breathing, but nothing is helping. your hand reaches the doorknob and twists it open.

on the other side of the door stood chris. he looks at you with worry and pushes the door open fully, letting himself in. immediately, your pulled into his chest. chris runs his hands through your hair, “shh it’s okay.” he says to you trying to calm you down. you breathe in deeply smelling his familiar cologne and start to match your breathing to his.

a few moments pass by and you guys are still in the same position. as you find your breathing and started to calm down, you push yourself away from chris, “please don’t do this now” you beg him.

“what? what do you mean?” he asks confused. “stop trying to act like we’re okay, especially after doing that in front of me,” you say feeling tears build up once again. “do what?”

you scoff in his face wiping your tears which most likely caused mascara to smear down, “bringing your new girl over then staring at me the entire time! you can’t just do that chris?!” you start to raise your voice feeling irritated.

chris stutters, “well..sorry.” he says very unsure with his own words. “just leave me alone christopher.” you say turning around and facing the mirror, but chris didn’t move, he just stayed there behind you. watching as you broke in pieces

a/n - sorry if this is really bad..i wrote this high off my mind at 3am 😭😭

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🤫🤫🤫 shall i release ……

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wait cuz why r all my fics in my drafts ex! chris/matt pairings 🥲🥲🥲 im sensing a pattern here…

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BECOMING THIS

synopsis: you and matt broke up and now your slowly losing yourself, and becoming someone you hate.

pairing: ex! matt sturniolo x f!reader

warnings: angst (not really) , drinking / drugs , use of y/n (i’m sorry)

you grab another plastic red cup, filing it with random alcohol siting on the counters not even daring to look at what they are. taking the mixed concoction, chugging the whole thing in seconds. you feel the burn go down your throat as you stumble forward onto the cold counter of a strangers house. 

a few hours before, your friends had to beg you to come to this party. of course when they asked you were high off your mind and you agreed.

you feel your friend ava come up behind you, “hey do you wanna come sit with me, you don’t look too good..” she spoke in your ear.

“noooo im fine let me do what i want.” you slurred out to her, pouring yourself another drink. ava walked away not wanting to budge anymore.

you move your body to a couch nearby. a brunette boy sat on the farthest side of the couch, you sit down a few inches away from him. he had a joint in between his lips and a lighter in one of his hands, you watch him from the corner of your eye.

he takes one long drag before pulling it away from his lips, suddenly as he blows the smoke out he turns and faces you, “you wanna hit?” he asks. you scoot closer to him while slurring out a “okay..”

the unknown boy moves the joint from his lips to yours, watching closely as you inhale the smoke. after a few long hits and passing the joint back and forth, you start coughing, feeling the alcohol and weed start to mix together and make you cross faded.

while sitting with the boy, your other friend gia comes running towards you and grabbed your arm, “there you are! i was looking all over for you,” she yells out loud to you over the music, pulling you away.

as you get pulled around someone bumps into you, making you stumble backwards a bit. it was matt.

“oh my bad i didn-” he starts but cuts himself off as he looks at your face. “y/n.”

your lips form a straight line as you nod. matt takes in your bloodshot eyes and immediately understands what is up, “are you fucking high right now?”

you scoff at him and giggle, “none of your business.” you say walking outside but matt follows you, “uhm actually yes it is.” he defends.

feeling the cold air hit your body was a relief, “how matt we broke up like two months ago?” you question, still having the weed and alcohol in your system barely processing this conversation.

“because y/n, you always hated stuff like that! you would try convincing people not to drink or smoke and here you are!” matt says to you. he knows exactly why your doing all this, and it’s because of him. he’s the one who broke your heart.

“i don’t understand the problem matt.” you bluntly replied. “the problem is this! you becoming this! i know we’re broken up but i can’t live knowing this is happening.” he cried out to you.

you run your hands through your frizzy hair, “well that’s too bad matt. your going to have to.” you smile, walking off into the darkness with just your phone in hand.

a/n : this is so horrible but i’m posting it anyways erm first fic on this account 🥲👏

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first fic in the making erm i’m nervous

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