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[phone4pills]

Hiiii hru bb 💓💓

Hello my love! I’m okay, working on my robot!Chris shit and a short Chris story outside of the AU. Sorry to the Matt girlies 😭😭

[aalisgarden]

Growing Together

The first hints had been subtle. Y/N felt a bit more tired than usual, and there were a few mornings when the smell of coffee—a scent she usually loved—suddenly made her queasy. At first, she brushed it off as just a busy schedule catching up with her. But soon, those little signs became harder to ignore.

It was a chilly morning when Y/N finally worked up the nerve to take a pregnancy test. Matt had already left for a meeting, and she was grateful for a quiet moment to herself. As she waited, her heart pounded in her chest, anticipation and nerves swirling inside. Finally, the result appeared—two little lines. Positive.

Y/N sat there in shock, trying to process what this meant. She and Matt had talked about their future so many times, imagining what their lives might look like someday. But this wasn’t something she’d expected to happen just yet.

When Matt came home later that day, Y/N tried to keep calm, though every time she looked at him, her heart filled with an overwhelming mix of love and excitement. She waited until they’d settled on the couch, wrapped up together in a blanket as they watched TV, before taking a deep breath and deciding it was time.

“Matt,” she began, her voice soft but filled with emotion. He glanced over at her, sensing that something was different.

“What’s up, babe?” he asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

She hesitated, then took his hand, placing it gently over her stomach. “We’re going to be parents.”

The words hung in the air for a moment, and she watched as his eyes widened in surprise. Slowly, a smile spread across his face, his gaze shifting from her stomach back to her eyes.

“Are you serious?” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

Y/N nodded, tears brimming in her eyes. “I found out today.”

Without another word, Matt pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, just letting the reality of it sink in. She felt his hand gently stroking her back, as if reassuring her that they were in this together.

As the weeks went on, they found themselves talking late into the night about their dreams and fears for the future. Matt would hold Y/N close, rubbing her back when she felt anxious and reassuring her that they would face everything together.

One night, as they lay in bed, Matt placed his hand on her stomach, a small smile on his face. “I can’t wait to meet our little one,” he whispered.

From the first flutter of movement to the day they heard their baby’s heartbeat, each moment brought them closer. And through it all, Matt’s love and support remained steadfast, showing Y/N that they truly were building a beautiful life together—one heartbeat at a time.

pt 2 ?

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[hearts4werka]

Hiii Vera girl hruu🎀🫶🏾

• Hii sweetie 💗 I’m good today wbu??

[sturnioloshacker]

OMGGG ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE WE HAVEN'T TALKED !!

IT HAS!!!!! HOW ARE YOU SWEET PEA? 💖

[sturnioloszn]

☆ TAGLIST ☆

Alrighttt due to request, I am making a taglist for my fics. If you don't know, I usually write smut/fluff for Matt and Chris, and then for Nick, it's usually just fluff. So, if that interests you and you'd like to be added to the taglist, either comment under this post or send me a message thru my inbox! If you also change your mind about wanting to be on the taglist, please let me know, and I'll remove you, I don't mind at all!!

My requests are currently open, and I'd love to write out some of your guys' suggestions, so don't be scared to leave some! Thank you, everyone, for all of the support and love shown on my posts; please know it doesn't go unnoticed, and I am very grateful.

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[leahsmain88]

I'm 19 so no minors please

Idc for flirting what so ever

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Tag me in your fics 🤭

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[aaliscutie]

aaliyah. 9teen. love the sturniolo's. writes stories, u should take a look.click on this little thing. and search "aalicats87🐈‍⬛" you'll find my stories.

main account: @aalimux

[phone4pills]

helloooooo

heyy! gurl everday I see you, you have a different theme going. 😭😭. anyways, they’re always cute so keep them coming!

[aalisgarden]

A Year of Firsts

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, and Matt was in the living room, sprawled out on the floor with their one-year-old daughter, Rosie, who was just starting to take her first steps. Y/N watched from the kitchen doorway, smiling at the sight of them. Rosie’s dark curls were sticking up in all directions, and her little face was filled with determination as she reached for Matt’s outstretched hands.

“Come on, Rosie! You got this!” Matt encouraged, his voice soft and warm. Rosie wobbled a bit, her tiny legs shaky but strong. She took a few steps, then giggled and toppled into Matt’s arms, who scooped her up with a laugh.

Y/N walked over, leaning down to kiss the top of Rosie’s head, catching the sweet smell of baby lotion and the soft curls that had begun to frame her face.

“Look at you two,” Y/N teased, sitting down next to them. “You’re making this walking thing look easy.”

Matt laughed, bouncing Rosie in his arms as she giggled. “She’s a natural, just like her mom,” he said, winking at Y/N. “She’ll be running around in no time.”

They spent the afternoon playing together, watching Rosie toddle back and forth between them, her giggles filling the room each time she stumbled and got back up. It was messy and chaotic, with toys scattered across the floor, but Y/N couldn’t imagine a moment more perfect.

As the sun began to set, Matt carried Rosie over to the window, pointing out the colors in the sky. “Look, Rosie, that’s the sunset,” he murmured softly. She looked up at him with wide eyes, mesmerized by the changing hues.

Y/N wrapped her arms around them both, leaning her head on Matt’s shoulder. She felt a wave of gratitude wash over her, so intense it almost brought tears to her eyes. It had been a whirlwind of a year—sleepless nights, countless firsts, and endless laughter. And here they were, a family, with so much love in every little moment they shared.

“Thank you,” she whispered to Matt, her voice full of emotion.

He looked at her, his eyes warm. “For what?”

“For this. For everything,” she replied, glancing down at Rosie, who was already starting to drift off in his arms.

Matt gave her a gentle squeeze, a soft smile on his face. “I wouldn’t trade this for the world.”

They stood together, watching the sunset with their daughter in their arms, feeling like the luckiest people in the world.

(i named her Rosie bc my middle name is Rosalie 🫶🏾, u can change the name tho)

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[phone4pills]

Hiiiii🫶🏾🫶🏾

💀 identity crisis? you’re a different account every day.

ANYWAYS, hi ☺️

[phone4pills]

HELLOOOOOOO

Well hello there!

[aalisgarden]

Snacks, Laughs, and Lazy Saturdays

requested by @madifilipowiczslvt

On a chilly Saturday afternoon, Y/n found herself bundled up on the couch, flipping through channels with no real purpose. Suddenly, her phone buzzed with a text. It was from Nick Sturniolo.

"Yo, you doing anything today?"

She smiled, knowing that "doing anything" actually meant "want to hang out and avoid boredom together." She texted back, "Not a thing! Come over and save me from my own laziness!"

A little while later, Nick showed up at her door, carrying a plastic bag filled with snacks, and a mischievous grin.

"I brought only the essentials," he said, pulling out a random assortment of chips, candies, and an oddly shaped soda can. "Figured we could have a snack buffet and catch up on the world's worst reality shows."

They settled in, spreading the snacks across the coffee table. Between the crunch of chips and the clink of soda cans, they got lost in conversation—talking about everything from the latest drama on YouTube to weird dreams they’d had recently.

At some point, Nick took a long, exaggerated sip of his soda and looked at Y/n with a glint in his eye.

"Okay, rapid-fire questions. What’s your spirit animal?"

Y/n laughed, caught off guard. "Uh…a raccoon, probably? I like snacks too much."

Nick burst out laughing, shaking his head. "You’re right, though. Very on brand."

They went on like that, back and forth, rapid-fire questions turning into goofy impersonations of characters on the TV, and somewhere along the way, Y/n realized her sides hurt from laughing so much.

As the afternoon turned to evening, Nick stretched, letting out a dramatic yawn. "Alright, I guess it’s time I let you go back to your lazy Saturday."

Y/n shook her head, smiling. "Nah, you totally made my day way better."

With a warm smile, Nick grabbed his jacket, giving her a playful shove on his way out. "Good. Next time, I’ll bring even weirder snacks, so be ready!"

And just like that, the lazy Saturday that started off so unremarkable turned into a cozy, laughter-filled memory, all thanks to a spontaneous hangout with Nick.

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[aalisgarden]

Under the Mistletoe

The faint scent of pine filled the living room as you adjusted the lights on the Christmas tree. The air was festive, warm, and filled with the faint hum of Christmas music playing from a nearby speaker. Matt Sturniolo sat on the couch, cross-legged, unwrapping ornaments with a goofy smile on his face. His messy hair and oversized sweater made him look effortlessly cute.

“Hey,” he called, holding up a glittery ornament shaped like a snowman. “Do you think this guy should go at the top or bottom of the tree?”

You turned to him, hands on your hips, pretending to think seriously. “Hmm… definitely the bottom. He’s got bottom-tier energy.”

Matt let out a dramatic gasp. “Bottom-tier energy? Excuse me, but this snowman deserves to be front and center for his sparkly attitude alone.”

Laughing, you tossed a handful of tinsel at him. He dodged it, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward in a grin. “Okay, fine. Put him wherever you want. But if he ruins the vibe, you’re to blame.”

He shook his head with mock disappointment before carefully placing the ornament mid-tree. "Compromise," he said, turning to you with a wink.

The two of you continued decorating, slipping into a rhythm. Matt’s jokes kept you laughing as you untangled strings of lights and hung shiny baubles. Eventually, the tree glimmered in all its glory, the star perched perfectly on top.

“Not bad,” Matt said, stepping back to admire your handiwork. His arm brushed against yours, and your cheeks warmed, though you blamed it on the nearby fireplace.

“Not bad?” you echoed, nudging him playfully. “It’s perfect. We did great.”

He chuckled, looking down at you. “Yeah, I guess we make a good team.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t suppress the smile forming on your lips. The moment stretched on, the room quiet except for the crackle of the fire and the soft melody of Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas playing in the background.

“Wait,” Matt suddenly said, his voice tinged with excitement. He pointed above your heads, and your eyes followed his gaze.

There it was—a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the doorway. You frowned, squinting at it. “When did that get there?”

Matt’s smile turned mischievous. “Chris hung it earlier. Guess he had big plans for me.”

You laughed nervously, feeling your pulse quicken. “Well, rules are rules, I guess.”

“Yeah,” he said softly, his playful expression softening into something more sincere. He stepped closer, his face inches from yours. “Wouldn’t want to break tradition, right?”

Your heart raced as Matt leaned in, his hand gently brushing your cheek. His lips met yours in a sweet, tentative kiss that felt like snowflakes landing on your skin—soft, delicate, and perfect. The world seemed to melt away, leaving just the two of you in the warm glow of the Christmas lights.

When he pulled back, his cheeks were as red as yours. “Merry Christmas,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

You smiled up at him, your heart full. “Merry Christmas, Matt.”

And for the rest of the evening, the mistletoe wasn’t the only thing sparkling in the room.

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[hearts4werka]

Im glad you’re doing good !! Whatcha up to rn? 😋

Hiii Vera girl hruu🎀🫶🏾

• Hii sweetie 💗 I’m good today wbu??

[aalisgarden]

Unexpected Harmony

It was a chilly autumn evening, and Y/N was sitting on a bench at the edge of a quiet park, sipping on a hot chocolate. She wrapped her scarf a little tighter around her neck as she scrolled through her phone, lost in her thoughts. Suddenly, she felt a light tap on her shoulder. Startled, she looked up to see none other than Matt Sturniolo standing there with his usual grin and a hot coffee in hand.

"Hey, Y/N," Matt said, his voice warm and easygoing. "Mind if I join you?"

She felt her cheeks flush, but managed a nod, trying to play it cool. They’d met at a friend’s party a few weeks ago, and since then, Matt had a habit of showing up in the most unexpected places – though she didn’t mind one bit.

"Fancy meeting you here," she teased, scooting over to make room for him on the bench.

Matt shrugged and gave her that playful smirk of his. "What can I say? Maybe I just have good timing."

They sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, the crisp autumn air surrounding them. As they sipped their drinks, Matt glanced at her with a thoughtful expression. "So, Y/N, what’s the plan for the night? Or were you just planning on people-watching alone?"

Y/N laughed. "Yeah, people-watching was the plan. But since you’re here… maybe we can come up with something a bit more exciting."

Matt’s eyes lit up. "Now you’re talking! Let’s go do something completely random. How do you feel about crashing a karaoke bar?"

Y/N’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, but Matt was already on his feet, offering her his hand. "Come on, I know a place nearby," he said, grinning like he’d been waiting for this moment.

They walked to the karaoke bar, laughing and making jokes the entire way. When they got there, it was exactly what Y/N imagined – colorful lights, loud music, and people who seemed to take karaoke way too seriously.

After a few songs from other brave singers, Matt grabbed her hand and led her to the stage. "Ready for our duet?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Y/N couldn't help but laugh. "I’m not sure if they’re ready for us, but let’s do it."

They sang, danced, and completely stole the show with a wildly out-of-tune performance, but neither of them cared. By the end of the night, they were breathless, laughing, and feeling like they’d known each other for ages.

As they walked out into the cool night, Matt looked over at her with a soft smile. "Tonight was perfect. We should do it again sometime."

Y/N smiled back, knowing she’d never forget this night. "Anytime, Matt."

And as they walked off together, she had a feeling this was just the start of something unforgettable.

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[aalisgarden]

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