#bsf to lovers

[enemiestolovershoe]

Unspoken Feelings

Matt Sturniolo x bsf!reader

Summary: Y/N and Matt’s weekly movie night takes an unexpected turn when his brothers, Nick and Chris, join in. What starts as a chill evening with *The Shining* and some weed quickly turns intense as Matt’s jealousy flares up. A heated argument leads to an even hotter confession, changing their friendship forever. What happens when unspoken feelings finally come to light?

Word Count: 1500

Warnings: Drug use (weed), friends to lovers, argument, talk of horror movie, not proofread, use of y/n

A/n: Likes and rebloggs majorly appreciated :) 🫶🏻

Friday nights had always been sacred for you and Matt Sturniolo. For years, you’d curled up on his couch, surrounded by blankets and snacks, ready to dive into whatever movie you had chosen for that week. But tonight was a little different. For the first time, Matt’s brothers, Nick and Chris, were joining the party. The usual duo was now a quartet, and you couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the shift in your routine.

You arrived at the Sturniolo house right on time, a bag of popcorn in one hand and a pack of Matt’s favorite gummy worms in the other. Matt was waiting for you at the door, as usual, his dark hair slightly tousled and a grin already forming on his lips.

“Look who’s finally here,” Matt teased, stepping aside to let you in. “And armed with the essentials, I see.”

“I figured we’d need the reinforcements,” you joked back, holding up the snacks. “Especially since your brothers are crashing our movie night.”

“Yeah, well, they insisted,” Matt said with a mock sigh, though you could tell he didn’t really mind. “But I made sure we’re still watching something good.”

“What did you pick?” you asked as you followed him into the living room.

Nick and Chris were already sprawled out on the couch, looking entirely too comfortable. Chris perked up when he saw you.

“Y/N, finally! Now we can start this thing,” Chris said, grinning.

“Hey, Y/N!” Nick added with a wave, glancing at the stack of DVDs and Blu-rays on the coffee table. “Matt wouldn’t tell us what movie we’re watching. Says it’s a surprise.”

You raised an eyebrow at Matt. “You’ve been holding out on them?”

Matt just smirked and picked up one of the cases, holding it up for everyone to see. “I thought we could go for a classic tonight. *The Shining*.”

Chris let out a low whistle. “Nice choice. Creepy, but nice.”

Nick, who was usually a fan of horror, nodded approvingly. “I’m down. It’s been a while since I’ve seen it.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the selection. “It’s perfect. But only if we can all agree that I get first dibs on the blanket fort.”

Matt rolled his eyes playfully. “Of course. Anything for the queen of movie night.”

With the movie chosen, you all settled in, building the most elaborate blanket fort the living room had ever seen. You ended up sitting between Matt and Chris, the soft glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across everyone’s faces as the eerie opening music of *The Shining* began to play.

As the movie unfolded, you couldn’t help but feel a strange tension in the air. Matt was quieter than usual, his focus seemingly split between the screen and something else. Every so often, you caught him glancing your way, but whenever you turned to look at him, he’d quickly look back at the TV.

It wasn’t until the movie hit a particularly tense scene that Chris spoke up, breaking the silence.

“Man, I forgot how creepy this movie is,” Chris said, leaning back into the cushions. “But I gotta say, Jack Nicholson is amazing in this.”

“Yeah, he’s incredible,” you agreed, still feeling the lingering suspense of the scene. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a movie where someone can look that terrifying just by smiling.”

Matt, who had been quiet for most of the movie, finally chimed in. “That’s what makes it so good. The psychological horror gets under your skin because it feels so real.”

“Real, and seriously messed up,” Nick added, his eyes glued to the screen. “Like, who even comes up with this stuff?”

“You’d be surprised,” you said with a laugh. “There’s a reason it’s a classic though.”

Matt nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “Yeah, definitely a good pick for tonight.”

As the movie progressed, the tension that had been building between you and Matt seemed to ease, replaced by the comfort of familiarity. But then, as the credits finally rolled and the room fell into a quiet lull, Chris shifted beside you, pulling something out of his hoodie pocket.

“Alright, movie’s over, but the night’s just getting started,” Chris said with a mischievous grin, holding up a small, neatly rolled joint. “Who’s up for spicing things up a bit?”

You glanced at Matt, who gave you that familiar shrug, the one that said, “Why not?” Nick quickly agreed, and before you knew it, the joint was being passed around.

The weed worked its way through your system, making everything feel softer, more vivid, and somehow more real. Conversations drifted from the movie to random topics, with Chris taking the lead, his lively energy filling the room.

“So, Y/N,” Chris began, his tone more serious than before, “What’s something you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t yet?”

You thought for a moment, the warm haze of the weed making you more candid than usual. “I’ve always wanted to travel the world. But I guess I’ve been waiting for the right moment… and the right company.”

Chris leaned in, his expression thoughtful. “That sounds amazing. Maybe we could—”

Before he could finish, Matt cut him off, his voice unexpectedly sharp. “Chris, don’t you think Y/N deserves more than just talking about dreams? Maybe she should be with someone who actually knows her.”

The room went quiet, the atmosphere suddenly tense. You turned to Matt, surprised by the edge in his voice.

“What’s your problem, Matt?” you asked, frowning.

Matt met your gaze, his eyes intense. “My problem? I’m just tired of watching you waste time on things that aren’t going to happen.”

Your frustration flared up. “And who are you to decide that?”

“Someone who cares about you,” Matt shot back, his voice low and serious.

You stood up, the tension between you and Matt almost tangible. “You’re acting like a jealous jerk, Matt.”

“Maybe I am,” Matt said, standing up as well, his voice dropping to a whisper, “But that’s because—”

Before he could finish, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed you, his lips capturing yours in a way that was both unexpected and electric. For a moment, you froze, but then you found yourself kissing him back, the unspoken feelings between you igniting like a spark in dry tinder.

You vaguely heard Chris mutter something to Nick, and then they quietly excused themselves from the room, leaving you and Matt alone.

When you finally pulled back, both of you were breathing heavily, your foreheads pressed together as you tried to process what just happened.

“Matt…” you started, your voice shaky, but he silenced you with another, softer kiss.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered against your lips, “I just… I couldn’t watch you with someone else. It was driving me crazy.”

You looked into his eyes, your heart pounding. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Matt shook his head, his expression vulnerable. “Because I didn’t want to ruin what we have. But I can’t pretend anymore, Y/N. I’m in love with you.”

The confession hung in the air, and for a moment, all you could do was stare at him, stunned. But then, a slow smile spread across your face, and you leaned in to kiss him again, your heart swelling with a mix of relief and joy.

“Maybe we should’ve spiced things up a long time ago,” you murmured against his lips, your arms wrapping around his neck.

Matt chuckled softly, pulling you closer. “Yeah… maybe we should have.”

As the two of you stood there, wrapped up in each other, you realized that everything had changed, but in the best possible way. The movie, the weed, even Chris and Nick—they all faded into the background, leaving just the two of you and the feelings that had finally been brought to the surface.

And as for Matt, well, your weekly movie nights had just taken on a whole new meaning.

[rubiehart]

thinking about how childhood!best friend trope for jj is just perfect for him

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obviously he has this deep rooted belief from his dad that he’s unlovable and he’ll never be worth anything more than any other maybank before him, so whenever a girl would inevitably fall for his charming personality he might just per-sue it for one night, ending in pleasure for both parties but then pushing her away when he’d receive a text asking to meet up somewhere for a casual date after ushering her out of the chateau at early hours in the morning, making up excuses or just straight up ghosting the poor girl because he truly believes nobody could ever love him so he’d rather just not suffer the heartbreak of losing someone and just not even try.

this is how he ends up with his reputation of being a ‘heartbreaker’, girls not wanting to get involved with someone like him at risk of being heartbroken by his reckless behaviour, the only person that would truly understand him is his childhood best friend, having seen everything he’s been through his whole life.

always being the first to comfort him after an unpleasant altercation with his dad, always the first he goes to for advice about girls;, swinging head to toe in the hammock as the sun sets over the horizon sharing a j, legs tangled together, both of them focusing on ignoring the life long tension between you, but it was never awkward, nothing could ever be awkward with each others, you knew everything about one another so there really was nothing to hide.

he couldn’t help but admire how beautiful you were, despite knowing you pretty much his whole life, you’d really grown into your looks and he’d argue you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, but he’d never actually admit it, he wasn’t about to risk such an important friendship for something that wouldn’t be fail proof, love just wasn’t his thing and he wasn’t planning on changing his opinion any time soon, so he casts his gaze away from your lips, tuning back into whatever you were rambling about.

on particularly hot summer days in the banks, all the pogues gathered together like normal on the hms pogue, you sat on the bow, legs slung over jj’s lap, ray-bans he got from who knows where perched on his head, pushing back his blonde mop in a way that made his freckled nose stand out on the beaming sun, occasionally stealing sips of his beer, bringing the glass bottle to your lips and sucking, an innocent act but it meant much more to jj, especially with your tits pressed together deliciously by the triangles of your new red bikini, the thong so small that if he looked long enough he could make out the outline of your chubby cunt, the thought making his dick twitch in his swim trunks.

but it didn’t mean anything, right? that’s what he told himself that night when he had his right hand gripping his cock desperately, other hand gripping the sheets as he tried to conceal his groans, the mental image of your lips wrapped around the bottle and the way your tits pressed together perfectly in your bikini spurring his orgasm on. after he came he lay in bed staring at the ceiling, thoughts of you consuming his mind. but it didn’t mean anything, none of this meant he was in love or even liked you in that way at all, you were his best friend and no matter what he was keeping it that way.

he told himself this continually, anytime he felt his heart pang when your touch would linger on him for a little longer than the other guys. it’s because you’re best friends. anytime it was him you’d go to for guy problems, spilling your sex stories to him when you had even a drop of alcohol in your system. it’s because you’re best friends. she just trusts you. he told himself this when his first instinct after any fight was to run to you and break down in your arms and let you clean his wounds because he felt safe with you, knowing you wouldn’t judge him for the way he felt, the only person in the world who understood him. it’s because you’re best friends, no other reason.

he told himself this until the answer to his feelings was staring him in the face, literally. your naked frame splayed out on the same bed he’d busted to the thought of you on multiple occasions. he realised it then, he loved you, but he had loved you long before that, long before the lingering touches, long before you grew into your beauty, long before the jealousy of other guys getting to touch what was now finally his, he’d always loved you, before he even really knew what love was.

[samandcolbyownme]

okay than i‘m trying to sumit again lol.

can you do a bsf!matt (we are friends with chris and nick too) we are on a night out and reader and matt start fighting as soon as they come home.. matt says some bad things to reader and reader breaks down .. chris and nick comforts reader and matt gets even more jealous.. in the end they make up and confess.. you decide if fluff or smut ..

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, arguing, degrading comments, arguing, mentions of drinking, partying, kissing, hair pulling, rough actions, choking, unprotected sex, creampie, general filth

Word Count: 3.4k | unedited

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“Hey!” You call out as you enter the triplet’s apartment, “Hello?” You look around, finally seeing Chris come down the steps, “What’s up? Welcome back!”

He walks over and hugs you, “Hey, thanks.”

You were out of the country for work for a month, so you couldn’t get to celebrate the guys turning twenty one, but it was the first thing you said about doing once you got back.

“Sorry I missed your birthdays.” You look at Chris and he shakes his head, “No worries. You FaceTimed, that counts.”

You laugh and step away as Nick and Matt make their way down next, “Oh my god!” Nick runs over to you, hugging you tight, “How the hell are ya? How was Italy?”

“From the little bit I saw, it was gorgeous. Wish I could have seen more of it.” You frown, “But that’s the job, right?”

Matt moves in between you and Nick, stealing you away from him. You smile and wrap your arms around his neck, “Missed you.”

“I missed you, too.” You lean back, “You guys ready to celebrate? I know I am.”

Matt lets you go and you step back, I brought my bags with me, I figured I could just crash here after. I’ll go home tomorrow.”

They all instantly agree and you laugh, “Okay. I’ll just go get changed and then I’ll be ready to go.”

“I can carry this up.” Matt offers and you nod, “Okay.”

You follow him up and he takes your stuff into the spare room. You give him a smile before he leaves and closes the door behind him.

You change into your dress, slipping on the heels you had with you and you walk over to the mirror. You set your makeup bag on the stand and quickly touch up your makeup.

You walk back down and even though Matt tries to control his facial expression, you can see right thought it.

He doesn’t like it, but he’d never tell you.

You’re his friend, you can do what you want, right?

“Ready?” You look at the other two and they nod, “Fuck yeah.” Chris cheers, walking to the door.

“I don’t want to deal with puke tonight so please, if everyone can-“

Matt cuts Nick off, “Well be fine. Let’s just go.”

Nick raises his brows and tilts his head, “Yes sir, Matt sir.” He mocks him and follows him out, you behind them.

You sit up front, next to Matt and you can’t help but notice his eyes glancing over at you every so often. You chose to ignore it, talking about work and the plan rides and the crazy lady you seen at the airport.

Once you arrive, you get out, waiting for the other three to get out and you walk into the club.

You all get the ‘21’ stamp, which is honestly so weird to see on them, but you were excited.

The music was bumping. People were already having a good time, “looks like we’re late to the party.” You smirk as you nudge Matt.

He nods and walks to the bar with Chris.

“What’s up with him?” You point to Matt as you lean into Nick. He shrugs, “I don’t know, he’s been getting into moods lately, but I just chose to let him come to me when he’s ready.”

You nod, watching Nick walk infront before he turns around, “You coming or what?”

You smile and walk up to him, making your way to the bar, “I’m buying you guys all a drink, put the first one on my tab.”

“Just the first one?” Chris looks at you and you laugh, “Fine, I’ll get you each three. How’s that?”

He laughs, rubbing his hands together, “Now we’re talkin’.”

You laugh, shaking your head as you look at Matt, “What do you want?”

“M’driving.” He mumbles, continuing to stare in front of him. You furrow your brows, “You can have one, or two. I’m sure we’ll be here for a while.”

He snorts and shakes his head, “Fine, what the hell.”

“What’s going on with you?”

Matt glances over at you, taking his drink off the bar, “I’m fine.” He walks away, going to sit in one of the booths by the wall.

“What’s he doing?” Chris points to Matt and you shrug, “I don’t know. I asked but he didn’t say anything.”

“I’m going to dance, y/n, you’re coming with me.” Nick grabs your wrist, pulling you along with him to the dance floor.

You brush off Matt’s mood, you weren’t really in the mood to have yours downed.

You dance with Nick, and a few other girls who come up to you, drunk off their asses. You laugh, sang along to the songs with Nick and Matt, having an overall good time.

Between the time you got there, and the time you walked up to Matt, you had a few drinks. You were feeling quite tipsy, but you weren’t drunk, yet.

“Hey.” You sit across from him and lean forward, “Come dance with me.”

He shakes his head, sipping his drink, “I’m fine right here.” He looks up at you and you tilt your head, “Okay. Seriously. You were so exited to see me when I got home.”

He shrugs, “Can’t someone just start having a bad day?”

“I didn’t say you couldn’t.. I just..” you sigh, “Never mind.” You scoot to the end of the booth and as you stand up, Matt calls your name, “Y/n, wait.”

You shake your head and walk away, trying to find the other two.

You shake it off, pushing it down for later, and you smile as you walk up to Nick, “Ready for another drink?”

He laughs, “Yeah, fuck it. Why not?” You walk to the bar, glancing back to see Chris sitting with Matt.

Matt’s eyes are on you.

You take a deep breath and look back towards the bar. You order your drink, along with Nick’s and you wait, “I asked Matt what was wrong and he said, and I quote, Can’t someone just start having a bad day?, end quote.”

He scoffs, “That’s Matt for you.” Nick leans back, “Although, he could have a problem with what you’re wearing.”

“What’s wrong with-“ you shake your head, “Why would he have an issue with it?”

“Oh come on. I know you’re blind, but not that blind.” Nick rolls his eyes, “You both know you like each other, you just act like you don’t. Why? Who the hell knows, but your dress. Matt probably thinks it too short, but to me, you look hot. You know, fashion wise.”

You laugh slightly, “No I know, Nick.” You smile, “Thanks.”

He nods, “I also think that this is my last drink, because I’m ready for bed.” He laughs and grabs the glass, sucking it down.”

“Jesus Christ, Nick.” You laugh, brows raised, “Goddamn, were you thirsty or something?”

He shrugs, “yes and no.”

“Yes and no?” You laugh, “Oh my god.”

“Matt kinda put the damper on tonight’s plans.” Nick rolls his eyes, “But it’s fine.”

You sigh, “I’m ready to go now.”

“You didn’t even finish your drink.” Nick points and you slide it over to him, “You want it?” He shakes his head, “No.” he grabs it and lifts it, drinking as much of it as he can.

“Here.” You laugh, finishing the rest, “Let’s go round up the troops.”

As you’re walking over to Chris and Matt, some guy stops you by grabbing your arm, “Hey. Hey, wait a second!”

You give him a smile, “Do I know you?”

“No, but I would like for you to.” He smiles, “My name is Zayne I was wondering if I could get your number?”

You look down, smiling as you look back up, “I’m actually, already kind of seeing someone, but it was nice to meet you.”

He smiles and nods, “Thank you. Have a good night.”

You walk over to the table and the boys stand up, “Who was that?” Chris asks nodding towards the guy. You shrug, “Some Zayne guy. We ready?”

Matt walks through the three of you to the exit.

You, Nick, and Chris follow, and you can’t stop thinking about what Nick said at the bar, is it true? He was drunk, does he even know he said it?

“I’ll sit in the back.” You say as you pull the door open. Chris looks at you but walks around to the passenger side and gets it.

You and Matt are silent, occasionally laughing at Nick and Chris who won’t shut up and are rambling about random stuff.

Once you arrived back at their place, that’s when the fun started.

You walk in last, closing the door as Chris and Nick walk to the living room. Matt walks to the kitchen, and you follow.

You walk to the fridge, pulling out waters for the two in the other room.

“Did you get what you wanted?” Matt speaks up lowly, and you look at him confused, “The water for Chris and Nick? Yeah, yeah I got it just fine.”

He scoffs, laughing as he leans against the counter, “Not what I meant.”

You sit the bottles on the counter with a sigh, “What. Matt. What?”

He shakes his head and you roll your eyes, “You clearly have something you want to say, so just fucking say it.”

He looks up, crossing his arms over his chest, “I just thought…” he shakes his head again, “Nothing, forget it.”

“No. I want to hear what you have to say. I was gone a month for work and I come back and you’re treating me like shit? I don’t get it.”

“I’m treating you like shit?” He laughs, “Fuck, y/n. You act like you’re so goddamn innocent.”

“Wh-“

He cuts you off, “Wearing that slutty dress in public, feeding off of all the attention you got. Smiling and laughing, giving people your number all Willy nilly.” He shakes his head, “I don’t even know why I even bothered going.”

“So my dress is too short?”

“What?” He looks at you and you smirk, “Nick was right. He said you probably didn’t like my dress, and you know, I had the feeling, but you didn’t say anything when I-“

“Why do I need to say anything? Have to say anything? We’re just friends, y/n. I have no control over what you do, or wear. That’s all on you.” Matt stands up and walks over to you, “Don’t even know why you bothered coming home.”

Your eyes well up with tears, “So first I’m a slut, then..” you sniffle, “Then you’re saying I shouldn’t have came to see three of my best friends, to see you?”

He stays silent, staring at the floor, “I don’t even know why I-“ he sighs, “Leave now, or leave in the morning. I don’t care.”

“Why do you want me to leave?” You walk up to him, “You don’t mean that.”

“Did you mean to give that guy your phone number when you knew it would bug me? Do you mean to dress and act like a slut this whole entire night? Getting drunk and-“ he stops, stepping back, “Why does it even fucking matter, y/n. I’m done.”

“I didn’t give the guy my number.” You drop your hands against your thighs, “Matt.”

You go to grab his arm but he rips it away, walking out of the kitchen. You grab the waters, walking out behind him.

You watch as he ignores Chris and Nick yelling for him, and you walk over, “He’s.. uh.. not in the mood.”

“Whoa.” Nick stands up, “What’s up with this? What happened?”

Chris stands next to Nick and you sit down on the couch. They sit down on either side of you, “Tell us what happened.” Nick rubs your back, “What did he say?”

You lay your face in your hands, sniffling and trying to catch your breath, “H-he, basically… called me a slut and told me that I can either l-leave now.. or in the morning.. he doesn’t care. He said I.. sh-shouldn’t have came.. home..”

“Whoa, whoa. Okay.” Nick moves closer and wraps his arm around you, “Do you want me to go talk to him?”

You shake your head, “N-no. Once I calm.. down.. I’m going to f-flip shit.”

Chris laughs and he shakes his head, “I don’t know if that will help.”

You shrug, “I don’t even..” you start to cry again, “I-I do like him.. a lot.. do you think.. maybe he’s afraid t-to ruin the friendship?”

Nick shrugs, “I mean, that’s honestly possible. We make a good group of friends.”

“You’re the Sturniolo Triplets, you guys have to be friends.” You laugh slightly, “I think.. I’m just going to go get a shower and then I’ll go talk to him. I’m not letting this go.”

You stand up and head for the steps. Nick looks back, “If you need us, yell.”

“Yeah, a safe word almost.” Chris snaps and you stare at him while shaking your head, “A safe word is not what you mean, but I know what you mean.”

“Something ridiculous like.. like..” as Chris thinks, Nick rolls his eyes, “Our names would work.”

“Fun killer.” Chris huffs as his back meets the couch.

You roll your eyes and walk up to the spare room. You grab your clothes and head to the bathroom.

As you’re in the shower, you think of the possible reasons as to why Matt would snap like this. Multiple reasons pop into your head, but you can’t pinpoint just one.

If you were going to find out, you were going to have to talk to him.

Were you nervous? Yeah, mainly after he, basically, told you to get out.

As you stepped out, you heard shuffling outside, so you freeze.

A light knock sounds on the door and you swallow, “Y-yeah?”

“Come here when you’re done.” Matt says, his tone sounds nervous. You pull the towel tighter around your body, “Planned on it.”

You hear him walk away and you finish drying off and get dressed. You hesitate for a second before you reach for the knob, resorting to waiting a few minutes to gather your thoughts and compose yourself.

You walked out, stopping at Matt’s door.

You bring your hand up, knocking lightly on the door. It opens and he’s standing there staring at you. He nods and opens the door more.

You walk in, “Do you hate me?”

He closes the door and turns around, “I don’t hate you.”

“Then why are you-“

He walks over, pressing his lips to yours. You move your lips with his, your hands going to grab the sides of his shirt.

The kiss gets heated and he pushes you back onto the bed, his body moving to hover over yours, “I love you.” He kisses down your neck, “I love you so fucking much. I care for you so much that it actually scares me with what I’d do for you.”

You cup his cheeks, “I think about you more than I probably should.” You shake your head, “I just..”

“I didn’t want to ruin what we have, I didn’t want to ruin it for my brothers. They love having you around and I just- seeing you in that dress..” he sighs, “Made my blood boil because no one deserves to see that much of you.”

You smirk slightly, “I told that guy I was kinda already seeing someone, and I was thinking of you when I said it.”

“I’m sorry.” He kisses you, mumbling in between kisses, “I’m so sorry, ma…I shouldn’t have said those things.”

“It’s okay, Matt.” You kiss back his jaw, “You were trying to- i don’t know.” You rest your head back, “Trying to make yourself hate me so you didn’t love me?”

He shrugs, “I didn’t.. I know I can’t take it back, but I’m so sorry.”

You slide your hands down to his neck, “Matt, Matt.” You wait until he looks at you, “I love you. I wasn’t going away that easily.”

“I know, but it doesn’t-“

You cut him off, “Let’s not focus on that, okay? Let’s focus, on what’s happening right now.”

“What’s happening right now?” He asks with a smirk. You smile and tilt your head, “I think, we’re confessing our undying love for each other.”

You bite your lip and raise your brows, and Matt smiles, giving you a nod, “Yeah, that’s exactly what we’re doing, ma.”

His lips connect with yours and you slide your hands down, grabbing onto the hem of his shirt and pulling it up. He reaches back sliding it over his head and tossing it before reconnecting your lips.

His hands slide down, pushing your shirt up and he kisses down your neck, moving to take one of your nipples into his mouth.

You gasp, moaning out as he bites down and sucks before moving to the next one.

“M-Matt.” You whimper, lacing your fingers through his hair, “P-please.”

He kisses back up and leans up, pulling your pj shorts down your thighs. You bend your legs up, kicking them off and he pushes down his sweats, leaning down to kiss up your neck as his fingers push and rub on your clit.

You gap, tilting your head back as you moan. He bites down, sucking on the sensitive skin, “M’so sorry.” He whispers, kissing up to your lips, “M’so sorry.”

You shake your head, bringing your hands up to hold his cheeks, “Matt. Matt, just.. show me how sorry you are.”

He nods, pulling his hand away and grabbing his cock, dragging the tip up and down against you.

Your hands slide to his shoulders as he slowly slides in, his head falling forward to rest in the crook of your neck, low groans leaving his lips, “F-fuck.”

Your arms wrap around his neck, legs around his waist, moaning out as he begins to thrusts slowly.

He slides a hand down to your hip, squeezing as he lifts his head, “Feels so good, ma.” He presses your lips to yours, both of your lips moving in a hot and heavy sync.

You tilt your head back, panting as he kisses over your chest, “Oh fuck, fuck.”

His hand slides up to your neck, squeezing slightly as his forehead rests against yours. You bite your lip, back arching off the bed as your head rolls to the side, “I-I’m th- fuck.”

You tighten your arms and legs around him, “I’m there.”

He moans lowly, “Cum for me.”

You nails dig into his shoulders, dragging down his back as you’re guided through your high, “Yesyesyes! Fuck.”

“That’s it, baby.” Matt kisses your forehead, “Good girl.”

You moan at his words, smashing your lips against his. You bite down on his bottom lip, tugging slightly as you tilt your head back.

He groans, burying his face into your neck, “Fuck, fuck.” He leans down, his forearm holding up his weight while he cups your cheek with the other hand, picking up the pace of his thrusts.

“M-Matt.” You gasp, head tilting back as you moan. Your walls squeeze his cock, earning a groan from him, “S-shit, I’m.. fuck.” He moans, “Where do you-“

“Don’t stop.” You gasp, tightening your legs around his waist, “Please, fuck! Don’t stop!”

Matt’s lips meet yours, his tongue pushing against yours as you swallow each other’s moans.

You moan loud, head tilting back as you cum yet again, Matt following right behind you with his cock twitching inside of you.

He moans, his grip tightening on your hip as his thrusts slow down to a stop.

He pulls out, rolling off of you to lay next to you on the bed. You roll over, planting kisses on his face, “If you ever call me a slut again, it better be when you’re naked and behind me.”

He smirks, reaching over to run his fingers through your hair, “That’ll be the only time, I promise.”

─── ⋆⋅ ☾⋅⋆ ───

Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated!

[hiddenintensefeels]

polyneed is so great actually because can you imagine falling in love with the girls who you watched shooting stars with. on a little playground as kids. and they all meant so much to you and now you get to be with all of them. andin a band with miku luka

[cvnticon]

texts with bsf!chris

hope you guys like it, tell me if you want more 😙😙

also if anyone wants to be tagged in the next part tell me!!

[clericxhood777]

Jayroy is so perfect for each other if you don't have an anti shipper breathing down your neck saying how mischaracterized Roy is

[fae-screams]

you ignore me for days on end. i text back the second i see your name pop up.

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

i could never really bring myself to like stucky

[i-dont-bite]

no bc i can't believe how many mlvns are gay... why are you, a lesbian, putting not just any hetship, but that hetship, over the potentially canon gays. SIDE EYE.

[silvergyus]

I am not gonna lie, bsf to lovers is so yeonjun coded, in those fics I always daydream are so yeonjun with bsf thoughts.

I sometimes he is the type to befriend you for "I don't think I should let her know I like her, should know my possibilities first" iykwim?

Like, he is the type who’d always be a best friend, it wasn’t his intention to be a good friend, he only wanted to know his chances, to know you so well he could figure out or ask, if he's your type, he's someone you'd find any romantic potential.

But being your friend isn't something he expected to be natural as if it's meant to be, for both of you to confide in, know eachother more in vulnerable moments. it only makes him wanna stay more with you. to tease or bicker with you, annoy you so even in his absence you'd curse him, thinking of only him.

This makes his heart flutter and ease, like a combo of first love and a love so eternal, he feels like, you can tremble him with just a touch and have him sleep in your lap like it's just, because. strong-willed and says he doesn’t do 'love' yet melts for your warm touch, he is the best friend falling for you.

Then when he witnesses how beomgyu ( or anyone ) shows interest in you, all of mustered feelings pour out like water overflowing from a filled glass, tearing up and hiccuping onto your shoulder randomly on a night as he says "why them of all the world?" "do you truly not feel it?" " am I the only one?" "It hurts you know?" "I'm your best friend, I know you the best, like no one ever, is it a taboo to love you?"

"I love you!"

well you just can’t say no, afterall he is your best friend, your man, Choi Yeonjun who has fallen for you and none, like NONE in this world could love you more than him.

BYE LEMME SWIM IN BSF YEONJUN SOFT THOUGHTS.

best friend yeonjun who always has had an interest you please, you mean everything to me

I can totally see him trying to drop hints but your clueless self doesn't even realize and when beomgyu is downright openly flirting with you and blowing up your phone, it starts to eat away at jjunie. the two of you go out for drinks, and he's weirdly quiet despite his usual cheery demeanor and your shared history of fun nights out, giggly and talking and catching up (even tho you see each other basically every day)

and when you get up to grab another drink from the bar you leave him tucked into the plush red leather of the booth. he misses you as soon as you step away and gets so in his head about you being gone, beomgyu stealing all your time and leaving none for him. not fair, he thinks, he was your best friend first. and his eyes get so watery that when you come back, you set your drink down with alarm, sliding into the booth seat beside him and he just spills. maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's the way that he saw beomgyu look at you, maybe it's the way he felt his chest ache seeing you walk away.

his head is heavy against your shoulder as he blabbers, "do you really not feel it too?"

you pet his hair, unsure of what he means, unsure of where this sudden outpouring is coming from. the back of your mind still squashing down the lingering hope that maybe, just maybe, he likes you. the hope that you shut down long ago. "what are you talking about jjunie?"

his voice is wobbly when he looks up at you through wet eyelashes. "I love you y/n. I have for a while."

you heart warms. you kiss his cheek, not sure how this confession will change your relationship, but open to everything it has to bring. "I think I've loved you the whole time choi yeonjun"

[enemiestolovershoe]

Hey. First of all I love your blog! ♡ Second. Can you please do a Pregnancy one with Chris or Matt. Reader and the triplets are Childhood Friends. Matt or Chris and Reader are dating since high school. Now they are both about to turn 21 (they are like 2-3 days apart) .. but a week before they birthday, reader finds out shes pregnant with Chris or Matts child. You can decide after that. Thank you in advance :)

New Beginnings

Matt Sturniolo x fem!reader

Summary: As childhood friends Matt and y/n discover their pregnancy, they face the joys and challenges of unexpected pregnancy while capturing their journey together.

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: use of y/n, pregnancy, not proofread

A/n: I couldn’t decide on either Matt or Chris so I will do both! Chris version coming soon. :)

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You had known the Sturniolo triplets since you were kids, the four of you growing up in the same neighborhood, running through backyards, riding bikes, and watching sunsets from the roof of their house. Chris, Nick, and Matt had always been a constant in your life, with Matt holding a special place in your heart since high school. You and Matt started dating during your sophomore year, and now, almost six years later, you were both about to turn 21. Your birthdays were just days apart, something you always joked about. But this year… things felt different.

A week before your birthday, you found out you were pregnant.

It was a rainy afternoon when the realization hit you. You were sitting in your room, staring at the pregnancy test that had shown two bold lines. Your hands trembled, heart racing in disbelief, as if this moment couldn’t possibly be real. You were turning 21 in less than a week. Matt was too. How were you going to tell him? How were you going to tell them? The triplets were family to you, and keeping something like this from them seemed impossible. But that didn’t make the thought any less terrifying.

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The next day, you found yourself sitting on the couch at the Sturniolo house, Nick and Chris sprawled out on the other side. Matt wasn’t home yet; he had gone out to run some errands with his mom, leaving you alone with his brothers for the time being. You stared at the TV, though you weren’t really watching.

Nick noticed. “Yo, you good?” he asked, his eyes flicking toward you from his spot on the floor, where he was half-lounging, half-sitting.

Chris immediately jumped in, “Yeah, you’ve been quiet since you got here. Something up?”

You quickly shook your head, trying to play it off. “No, I’m fine, just… tired, I guess.”

“Uh-huh,” Nick said skeptically, raising an eyebrow. “You? Tired? You never get tired. You’re like the energizer bunny. What’s going on?”

You bit your lip, your fingers fiddling with the hem of your hoodie. You wanted to tell them, but you knew you had to talk to Matt first. Still, keeping this secret was harder than you thought. The triplets had an uncanny way of reading you, and today was no exception.

“I’ve just got a lot on my mind,” you admitted, avoiding their gaze. “I’ll be fine.”

Chris shot Nick a look before leaning back against the couch. “You sure? ‘Cause if something’s bothering you, you can tell us. You know that, right?”

You nodded, grateful for their concern. “I know. It’s just… complicated.”

Nick sat up, crossing his arms. “Complicated how? Is it Matt? Did he do something? ’Cause you know, we’ll kill him if he did.”

That made you smile, despite the heavy weight on your chest. “No, it’s not Matt. It’s just… something I need to talk to him about first.”

Chris raised an eyebrow. “Ooooh, secretive. Now I’m curious.”

Nick grinned, nudging Chris. “Bet it’s something serious. Like, what if she’s… wait, are you pregnant?”

The second those words left Nick’s mouth, your heart dropped. You froze, not knowing how to respond, the color draining from your face. Nick had said it as a joke, but his expression shifted when he saw your reaction.

Chris’s eyes widened, and he sat up straighter. “Wait… no way.”

You quickly looked away, your throat tightening as you struggled to find the right words. “I… I don’t know how to tell Matt,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

The room fell silent for a moment as Nick and Chris stared at you, the weight of the situation sinking in.

Nick was the first to break the silence. “Holy sh—wait, so you are pregnant?”

You nodded, swallowing hard. “I found out yesterday.”

Chris let out a low whistle, running a hand through his hair. “Wow. Okay. Uh… that’s huge.”

Nick’s expression softened, and he moved closer, sitting on the couch beside you. “How do you feel? I mean, are you okay?”

You took a deep breath. “I don’t know. I’m scared, honestly. I wasn’t expecting this, especially not now, right before our birthdays. I don’t know how Matt’s going to react, or if he’s even ready for something like this. We’re both still figuring things out.”

Chris nodded, his voice quieter than usual. “Yeah, that’s a lot. But, for what it’s worth, I know Matt. He loves you, like, a lot. If anyone can handle this, it’s you two.”

Nick reached over, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Yeah, and whatever happens, we’ve got your back. All three of us.”

“Thanks,” you murmured, a small smile creeping onto your face. “But please, don’t say anything to Matt. I need to be the one to tell him.”

Nick nodded, putting his hands up in mock surrender. “Promise. But you should tell him soon, before one of us accidentally slips up.”

Chris laughed lightly, breaking some of the tension. “Yeah, Nick’s got a big mouth. He’ll probably blurt it out without thinking.”

You laughed, feeling some of the stress lift off your shoulders, even if just for a moment. “I’ll tell him soon. I’m just trying to figure out how.”

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Later that day, Matt finally came home. The second he walked through the door, his eyes found yours, and a soft smile spread across his face, one that always made your heart flutter. He moved toward you, his hands resting on your shoulders as he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

“Hey, baby,” he murmured, his voice warm. “You’ve been here all day?”

You nodded, glancing over at Nick and Chris, who were still on the couch but pretending not to listen. “Yeah, just hanging out with your brothers.”

He grinned, glancing at the two of them. “Ah, keeping them out of trouble, huh?”

“Always,” you joked, trying to keep your tone light despite the heaviness in your chest. You wanted to tell him right then, but the words got stuck in your throat.

Matt plopped down on the couch beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “You good? You seem kind of off today.”

You swallowed, glancing at him, your heart pounding in your chest. “Matt, can we, um, talk? Alone?”

His brow furrowed slightly, concern flashing in his eyes. “Yeah, of course. What’s up?”

Nick and Chris exchanged looks before quietly excusing themselves from the room, knowing better than to intrude. Once they were gone, Matt turned back to you, his hand resting on your knee, his expression soft but serious.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his voice gentle.

You took a deep breath, your hands trembling slightly. “I… I don’t know how to say this. But there’s something I need to tell you.”

Matt’s eyes searched yours, a mix of curiosity and concern. “You’re scaring me,” he said with a small, nervous chuckle. “Just tell me. Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it together.”

You nodded, feeling a lump in your throat as the words finally came out. “I’m pregnant, Matt.”

Matt blinked, his eyes wide with shock, staring at you as if the words hadn’t quite registered yet. The silence between you both was deafening, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest, each second stretching longer than the last.

Finally, he spoke, his voice almost a whisper, “As in… we’re going to have a baby?”

You nodded, swallowing hard as you fought the urge to cry. “Yes. We are.”

Matt leaned back slightly, his hands falling from your knee as he ran them through his hair, clearly trying to process the weight of what you just told him. His gaze flickered from your face to the floor and back again, as if trying to make sense of it all.

“I—I don’t even know what to say,” he admitted softly. “Are you… I mean, are you okay?”

You exhaled shakily, grateful that his first concern was you, but still unsure of where this conversation was going. “I don’t know,” you confessed, your voice trembling slightly. ��I’ve been freaking out, honestly. I found out yesterday and I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell you… I know we’re young and this wasn’t planned. And if you’re not ready, or if you don’t want to be a part of this, I’ll understand. But… please don’t be mad.”

Matt’s eyes snapped up to yours, his expression immediately softening. “Mad? No. No, I’m not mad at all,” he said quickly, his hand reaching out to take yours. “I could never be mad at you for this.”

Your chest tightened as you stared at him, his words wrapping around your heart. “I just… I don’t want to mess up your life, Matt. We’re both about to turn 21. There’s so much we haven’t even done yet. I don’t want you to feel trapped, like this is going to hold you back.”

Matt shook his head, his grip on your hand tightening as he sat up straighter. “No. No way. Don’t ever think that. You’re not messing up anything, okay? This is us. Whatever happens, we’ll figure it out together.”

Tears welled up in your eyes at his words, but you blinked them away quickly, still feeling a knot of fear in your stomach. “I just… I didn’t know how you’d react. I didn’t know if you’d be ready for something like this. I wasn’t even sure if I was.”

Matt was silent for a moment, his thumb tracing soft circles over your knuckles. “I don’t think anyone’s ever really ready for something like this,” he admitted. “But… that doesn’t change how I feel about you. Or us. This is scary as hell, yeah, but… I love you. And if we’re going to have a baby, then that’s just… that’s just what’s happening, you know?”

You let out a small, shaky laugh at how simply he put it. “You’re taking this way better than I thought.”

He smiled softly, squeezing your hand again. “Trust me, I’m freaking out a little on the inside,” he confessed with a sheepish grin. “But more than anything, I’m just… trying to wrap my head around the fact that we’re going to have a kid. Like, a tiny human. Our tiny human.”

Hearing him say it out loud made it feel real in a way it hadn’t before. Your heart swelled, and a part of the fear that had been eating away at you since you saw the test began to ease. “I know it’s not what we expected,” you said quietly, “but… I think we can do this. Together.”

Matt’s expression softened even more as he leaned closer, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “We can. We’ve been through everything together. This is just one more thing, right?”

You nodded, feeling your chest lighten at his words. “Right.”

For a moment, neither of you said anything. You just sat there, the weight of everything slowly settling between you. Matt was still holding your hand, and you could see his mind working through a million thoughts, just as yours had been the day before.

“I love you,” he murmured after a long pause, his voice soft but steady. “I know it’s going to be hard, and I know we’re young, but I love you, and that’s all that matters to me. We’ll figure out the rest.”

Tears welled up in your eyes again, but this time they were tears of relief, of gratitude, of love. “I love you too,” you whispered, leaning into his touch.

He pulled you into his arms then, wrapping you up in a tight, comforting embrace. His chin rested on top of your head, and you closed your eyes, sinking into the warmth of him, feeling the tension melt away.

After a moment, he chuckled softly, pulling back just enough to look at you. “Wait. How did Nick and Chris not figure this out? I feel like they’d be all over something like this.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, wiping at your eyes. “Actually, they kind of… already know.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up. “What? They know? And you didn’t tell me first?”

“I was going to!” you defended with a smile. “But Nick kind of… guessed. I guess I wasn’t doing a great job hiding it.”

Matt groaned, shaking his head. “Of course Nick guessed. He’s like a bloodhound with stuff like this.”

“Yeah, and then Chris figured it out right after,” you admitted, chuckling at the memory. “They’ve been really supportive though. I think they were more shocked than anything.”

Matt rolled his eyes playfully. “Great. Now I’m going to hear it from them, too. I can already imagine the teasing.”

You laughed, the sound easing the last bit of tension that had been sitting between you. “Yeah, they’ll probably give you a hard time. But they’re excited for us, too.”

He smiled, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “Well, they better get used to it. They’re going to be uncles soon.”

Hearing him say that made it all feel so real, and for the first time since you found out, you felt a flicker of excitement amidst the nerves. You leaned your head on his shoulder, letting out a content sigh.

“I guess they are.”

Matt kissed the top of your head, his voice tender as he whispered, “We’re going to be okay, you know that? I’m here. I’m all in.”

You smiled into his chest, feeling a warmth bloom in your heart at his words. “I know.”

As the weight of the conversation between you and Matt began to lift, a sudden noise from above made both of you pause. You squinted toward the top of the stairs, and there, not-so-subtly crouched and leaning over the railing, were Nick and Chris. They had been eavesdropping the entire time.

“Are you serious?” Matt groaned, shaking his head with a laugh. “You guys were listening the whole time?”

Chris grinned, bouncing down the stairs with exaggerated enthusiasm. “We weren’t just listening, we were, you know, making sure you didn’t freak out and run out the door!”

Nick followed, a wide smirk on his face. “Yeah, and judging by how long that hug lasted, I’m guessing you’re not freaking out anymore. Am I right?”

Matt rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the smile tugging at his lips. “No thanks to you two.”

Chris wasted no time, throwing his arms wide open. “Big family hug! Uncle Chris in the house!”

You couldn’t help but laugh as Chris pulled both you and Matt into a huge, somewhat awkward embrace, with Nick quickly joining in, squeezing the four of you together. It was chaotic and ridiculous, but somehow exactly what you needed. Their energy, their excitement—it was contagious.

“Uncle Nick’s also here,” Nick added dramatically, trying to maneuver his arm around everyone. “I’ll be the favorite uncle, by the way. Just throwing that out there.”

Chris pulled back, faking a look of offense. “Please. Everyone knows I’m the fun uncle.”

“Fun uncle? Chris, you can’t even keep your plants alive,” Nick shot back, making you burst out laughing.

“Wow, alright, roast session,” Chris said, feigning hurt but grinning. He turned back to you, his expression softening for a moment. “Seriously though, we’re so happy for you guys. And we’re going to spoil this kid so much.”

You smiled at him, tears threatening to form again. The weight of their support made everything feel so much more real—and a little less overwhelming. “Thank you, guys. Really.”

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Time Jump: 22 weeks pregnant

A few months had passed since that day, and now, at 22 weeks, you were about to have another important ultrasound. The first one had been more nerve-wracking than anything—seeing the tiny shape of your baby for the first time—but this one felt different. This time, the triplets were with you, insisting they had to be there for this moment.

You sat in the waiting room, glancing down at your noticeably round belly. It wasn’t just a tiny bump anymore; your baby was growing, and you could feel every shift and flutter. Your nerves were getting the best of you, your leg bouncing anxiously as you glanced around. Matt sat beside you, his hand gently resting on your knee, trying to calm your nerves. Across from you, Chris and Nick were flipping through magazines, though they were far more focused on making you laugh than actually reading.

“I’m telling you, these waiting rooms need snacks,” Nick said, tossing his magazine onto the table in front of him. “Like, we’re waiting here, might as well make it a full experience. Get some chips, maybe a little chocolate fountain situation.”

Chris snorted. “A chocolate fountain in a doctor’s office? That’s the most Nick thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Hey, I’m just trying to improve the vibe,” Nick shrugged, leaning back in his chair. “And who doesn’t like chocolate? The baby would probably appreciate it too.”

You smiled, shaking your head. Nick always had a way of lightening the mood, even when you were a bundle of nerves. “I don’t think the baby’s eating chocolate yet, Nick. Maybe in a few months.”

Matt chuckled beside you. “Maybe we should get some snacks for you though. You’ve barely eaten all day.”

“I know, I’m just… nervous,” you admitted softly, resting your hand on your belly. It was hard to believe that your baby was getting so big already, and while the excitement was there, the nerves still lingered.

Chris leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “You nervous about the scan? Everything’s gonna be fine, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” you said, giving him a small smile. “I’m just… anxious to see the baby again. Make sure everything’s okay.”

Matt’s hand slid into yours, squeezing gently. “It will be. And we’ll get to see that little bean again, maybe a bit bigger this time.”

Before you could respond, Nick suddenly perked up from his seat, his phone in hand. “Wait, wait, I just had the best idea,” he said, turning toward you and Matt with a wide grin. “Why don’t we film some of this for the channel? I mean, we won’t post it right away—we can keep it a secret until the baby’s born. But imagine how cool it’ll be to look back on!”

Chris nodded along enthusiastically. “Yeah! We could document everything. Your pregnancy journey, the appointments… people are gonna love it, and it’ll be a nice surprise.”

You glanced at Matt, who seemed thoughtful for a moment, then smiled at you. “What do you think? It could be fun. And we’ll have it all captured for when the baby’s older.”

Your nerves eased a little with the idea of making it a memory. “You know, that does sound kind of fun. And besides, I trust you guys won’t make it too crazy, right?”

Nick held up his phone, already getting ready to film. “Trust me, I’ve got this under control. No crazy Nick here—just sentimental Nick.”

Chris laughed. “That’s debatable, but alright.”

A few moments later, Gina, the ultrasound tech, popped her head into the waiting room, a bright smile on her face. “Y/N? We’re ready for you!”

You took a deep breath, nodding as you stood up. Matt was right there beside you, helping you to your feet, and Chris and Nick scrambled to follow, excitement practically radiating off them.

“You guys ready for this?” Matt asked, looking over his shoulder at his brothers.

Nick grinned, phone already recording as he pointed the camera toward the group. “I was born ready. Day one of Baby Sturniolo’s YouTube debut.”

Chris smirked, nudging Nick. “Just don’t cry too hard on camera. We’ve got a rep to protect.”

You rolled your eyes playfully as you walked into the room, trying not to be too self-conscious about the fact that Nick was filming. Still, it felt natural with the triplets around. The ultrasound room was warm, dimly lit, and much more calming than the waiting area. You laid back on the table as the tech set everything up.

Gina gave you a kind smile, clearly used to having nervous parents-to-be in her room. She noticed Nick holding up his phone. “Oh, are we filming this?” she asked with a little laugh.

“Yep, just capturing the moment for the archives,” Nick said, ever the professional.

“Alright,” Gina chuckled. “I’ll make sure to keep the goo talk to a minimum then.”

Chris snickered. “Goo? Sounds appetizing.”

“Not that kind of goo,” Gina laughed, squeezing the cold gel onto your stomach. “Though I’ve had patients say it feels like cold jelly. I’m not sure that’s the right vibe, but hey, to each their own.”

Nick zoomed in a little on the screen, always adding his commentary. “If this were a movie, this is where the alien pops out and does a little dance, right?”

Gina laughed, clearly enjoying Nick’s energy. “Only if you’re very, very lucky.”

Matt, standing beside you, shook his head with a smile. “Nick, if this kid gets your sense of humor, I’m in trouble.”

You smiled, feeling your nerves ease a bit as the tech moved the ultrasound wand over your belly. The screen flickered, and after a few seconds of static, the shape of a much larger, wiggling baby came into view. Your heart skipped a beat.

“There’s your little one,” Gina said softly, adjusting the screen. “And that strong heartbeat, right there.”

You stared at the screen, tears already forming in your eyes as you saw the little movements, the tiny arms and legs, and the flicker of the heartbeat that was now much stronger and louder. Your baby wasn’t just a little blob anymore—it was a real, growing human, and it was beautiful.

Matt’s grip on your hand tightened, and when you glanced at him, you saw that his eyes were misty too. “That’s… that’s our baby,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.

From the corner of the room, you heard a small sniffle. “Oh my God, I’m crying,” Nick said from behind the camera, trying to laugh it off but clearly emotional. “I didn’t sign up for this. I thought this was going to be fun!”

Chris wasn’t faring much better, blinking rapidly. “Dude, stop, you’re going to make me cry on camera.”

You smiled through your tears, overwhelmed by the love and support surrounding you. “You guys are so dramatic,” you teased, but your voice was thick with emotion too.

Gina smiled, clearly used to these kinds of moments. “It’s always emotional seeing them like this. And look at that, everything looks perfect. Your baby’s growing beautifully.”

Nick zoomed in on the ultrasound screen, his voice thick with emotion but still joking. “The kid looks like me already, I can tell.”

Chris snorted. “If this baby has your face, we’re sending it back.”

The room filled with soft laughter, the tension finally broken. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have all of them with you in this moment, capturing it all for a future memory you’d cherish forever.

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Later that afternoon, after you’d left the doctor’s office, you and Matt sat on the couch, scrolling through your phones. The day had been so emotional, and now all you could think about was sharing the news with everyone who had been supporting you from afar. You’d been keeping the pregnancy a secret from fans, but now felt like the right time to tell them.

“You really think we should post about it now?” you asked, glancing at Matt.

He nodded, smiling softly. “Yeah, I think it’s time. Everyone’s been wondering why you’ve been quieter online, and we’ve got that perfect little photo from today.”

You nodded, your heart racing as you pulled up Instagram. You found the ultrasound picture from earlier, the now clearly visible shape of your baby, and your chest swelled with love. Matt sat beside you, watching as you typed the caption.

“Surprise! Baby Sturniolo coming soon 💕 Can’t wait to meet our little one. Thank you all for your love and support so far. #BabySturniolo”

Nick, never missing a moment, snapped a quick clip of you hitting ‘post’ and gave the camera a little thumbs-up for his future video. “There it is, folks,” he said with a grin. “First step of Baby Sturniolo’s debut. Stay tuned.”

Matt laughed, shaking his head. “You’re really going all-in on this, huh?”

Nick grinned. “You know it. This is gonna be the best content we’ve ever made.”

Chris, sitting next to him, smirked. “And I’m definitely gonna be the best uncle.”

You chuckled as the guys began discussing ideas for more filming, your heart feeling full. The love and support from all three of them, combined with the excitement of what was to come, made you feel more at peace than ever. Your little secret was out, and now the world—and the Sturniolo fans—would be part of this incredible journey.

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[eddiemunsons-stuff]

Lovesick

A/n sorry guys this is my first time writing anything like this so if I suck, l'm sorry :)

Background

Victoria 18 yrs old Steve's younger sister Parents aren't really in the picture so you and Steve have a place.

<3 word count 1k

September 18 Wednesday

You woke up to the sound of your blaring alarm clock as you grunt and reach over to turn it off. You lazily get out of bed as you go to pick out an outfit. You find a pair of ripped black jeans with a oversized Metallica shirt. You pack all your homework into your backpack, do your makeup, use the bathroom and brush your teeth as you rush downstairs to smell the sweet aroma of bacon and eggs sizzling on the stove as Steve looks over and smiles.

"Good morning sleepyhead" Steve sings

"Good morning mother Steve" you chuckle

You sit down at the table as you scarf down the food that Steve gave you. " is eddie dropping you off?" he asks. " yes. like every other day." "ok have fun love birds" he says as a horn honks, coming from the white van now outside your house. Eddie and you have been best friends since forever. You did everything together from sleepovers, to shopping, to passing notes in class.

Everybody thought you two were dating but you guys had always thought that was silly. Or so you thought.

Eddie's Pov

She looked so beautiful with her shoulder length dirty blonde hair, in her Metallica shirt, ripped black jeans, doc martins, and little accents of jewelry as she slung her backpack over her should and jumped in the car.

"woah slow down!" eddie said " sorry how late will we be?" Victoria asked. "only 5 minutes" eddie said. she chuckled and her nose scrunched like always, it was the cutest thing i'd ever seen, if only she knew how I felt about her.

Victorias Pov

"thanks" you said jumping out of the car. "anytime princess" eddie said intertwining his hand in yours. you didn't know why but it had given you butterflies, how weird was that. a paper ball had been thrown at eddie's head cutting you from ur thoughts. "hey freak" jason sneered with the other jocks. you just rolled you eyes and lead eddie inside.

"ughhh" you grunt realizing you have math, "what's wrong sweet heart" eddie asked "math" you say. but there it was again! the butterflies, what was happening? " well come on, i'll walk you there" "ok" you reply, as you arrive Eddie asks, "lunch at our spot?" "of course" you reply as you kiss his cheek.

"Heyyy!" Says a familiar voice behind you that makes you turn around. You met face to face with one of your favorite people, Robin. You'd been friends since the first day of kindergarten and had instantly clicked.

It was your first day of kindergarten as your mom walked you up to the classroom. You were super nervous that nobody would like you. Your mom pulled you into the room as you dragged your feet along.

"Hi! You must be Victoria! I'm Miss Rose! We are so excited to have you, you can put you backpack over by the cubbies and we've started working on our name tags to introduce ourselves!"

You put your backpack in an empty cubby as your mom started talking with the teacher. You chose to sit next to a strawberry blonde haired girl dressed in a pink shirt, white frilly skirt and sparkly pick high heels, and a brown haired boy with a plain blue shirt and khaki pants. Suddenly the girl starts speaking to you. "Hi! What's your name? I'm robin! Are you excited for school? I've never been so i'm a bit nervous but excited! Do you want help with your name tag? I think we also have to make another for our cubby. Oh, sorry for rambling i'm just really excited!

You were taken aback by all the information you were just given but happy that you could have a friend. You knew you guys would click instantly after her speaking. "Your ok, l'm Victoria, nice to meet you.

Let's make those name tags you were talking about!"

A hand waved in your face bringing you back to the present. "Hey, you ok?" asked Robin

"Oh ya sorry i'm fine. What were you saying?"

You replied. "I was saying that we have to hang out sometime cause we haven't for FOREVERRRR. Eddie's always stealing you away from me!" She says smirking at the end, you don't know why but she's always thought you 2 should be more than best friends.

"Oh ya that would be so fun! Also stop with the Eddie and me, never gonna happen."

"Sure, we all see the way he looks at you, like your the sun,moon, and stars all in one."

"Ok ya sure. Anyways catch you later a gotta run to class!"

You barely make it past all your classes, all you could think about was the butterflies you got from Eddie.

There couldn't possibly be anything going on. You couldn't like him, right? That would be weird.

The bell rings dismissing everybody from their classes on the way to lunch. You rush down the halls catching up with Gareth. You had also befriended Gareth the same day as Robin back in kindergarten.

Sitting next to your new friend, Robin, was that boy brown haired boy. You didn't wanna make him feel left out, so you introduced yourself. "Hi, I'm Victoria!

What's your name?" His face lit up, he never thought he was gonna make friends but here, this nice girl started talking to him. "Hi, Im Gareth!" He said with a big smile. And little did they know all the memories the trio would make in the years ahead.

"Hey!" you called to Gareth ahead.

"Hey." he replied back walking together into lunch getting ready to grab their trays to eat.

A/N

Hi guys! I hope that my writing isn't complete crap but here's the first chapter to Lovesick I'm rly excited to write this book bc i love Eddie!

[freshthoughts2020]

[sutorus]

anons i hear u in the inbox for more best friend’s dad!toji don’t worry i’m cooking i just wanna get this nanami fic out first ●˙^˙●

[lowkey-yyy]

Slams back in with a hc

100% Dazai is the clingiest most physically demanding boy to be close with but, also is terrified of being touched, hugged or cuddled because he has never had that before. If he wanted a hug there was no one to hug for his whole childhood until Chuuya came a long but even then how is he supposed to communicate he wants human contact? He refuses to be weak enough to appear hurt and he won't touch Mori or any other older member of the mafia since it is a risk so he has no experience other than being hit or kicked. So he just doesn't seek the physical affection he craves and just protects himself. Dazai also felt that perhaps he was dangerous to touch, his ability posed risks to others and he worried that was why no one ever held him, he must have been doing something wrong after all

Years later he still doesn't quite understand it, when Atsushi hugs him he still finds himself going stiff waiting for the pain and when Chuuya comes near him he is immediately on the defensive even if he trusts his friend with his life he doesn't trust the friendly affection. Dazai despises this unsettled feeling he gets when this craving for affection is filled, he doesn't know how to react or what to say. It is like this until Kunikida, while Kunikida can be rough with him when he is soft the other doesn't expect reciprocation and realizes when he is overwhelmed and backs off but the offer is still there, he feels safe laying against Kunikida on the train and in the car during long rides.

Kunikida is surprisingly patient with him and never uses these affectionate movements to change them into harmful traps, Dazai feels reintroduced to learning how touch works. He can hug Atsushi back (somewhat, its still a work in progress) and Chuuya is still rejected but the redhead notices a change in Dazai's reaction to general contact, he isn't as off put by it and he notices that his former partner clings to his new partner rather often. The two are noticeably closer and Dazai is always holding onto Kunikida with a smile on his face.

When Dazai and Kunikida officially fall for each other the two are almost inseparable, Dazai refuses to let go and Kunikida is soft for the attention knowing how long it took to get this far so he tolerates it with a soft flush and faux annoyance although he will actively ignore the teasing remarks as to why he isn't dragging the brunette off, and when they are alone Dazai drapes himself over Kunikida and just wants to be as close as physically possible, clinging like a koala and nestled up like he is desperate for Kunikida's body heat and will in fact die without it.

Chuuya noticed the two were in love before anyone else and that was fair due to the countless years he has known Dazai and this was the first time he had seen the bandaged man desperately fall in love, he thought it was kind of adorable and he found it amusing. It was all too tempting to torment Akutagawa about how hard his former mentor had fallen for Kunikida of all people but he resisted opting to wait for the oblivious kid to finally realize it on his own. Chuuya eventually got to the point that he could touch Dazai's shoulder without recoil and Akutagawa was extremely jealous, he wanted the attention and affection too! Some day he would definitely get a hug, he was determined after seeing Atsushi get one.

Bonus :

I feel like the first time Chuuya ever tried to hug Dazai (perhaps after seeing Dazai become unsettled) that Dazai just freaked out and left as fast as he could, then proceeded to ignore and avoid Chuuya for like a week. He doesn't get how Chuuya could so easily hold him like that when obviously something was wrong with him (even if it was just in his head) and poor Chuuya had to see his only friend literally breakdown and avoid him because he tried to hug him once and is very confused. Chuuya sees it as a comfort and safe thing but for Dazai he wants and craves it but is terrified he will just get hurt instead.

Also Kunikida hugging Dazai after a tough case where Dazai could have died and just bawling over how scared he was for him, Dazai finally realizes Kunikida won't hurt him like this and he is safe and man just looses all tension to the point Kunikida freaks out thinking he broke Dazai by just holding him while Dazai having no idea what to do but wanting to stay like this is just limp and safe in Kunikida's arms. He is like a ferret, wiggly, limp and snuggly.

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If this is bad blame it on my 2 hrs of sleep ok

[danyllura]

Gale was never truly in love with Katniss. He cared for her deeply, and certainly loved her in some way. But his persistence in pursuing her despite the consequences it could have was not born from a deeply intimiate passionate desire, but from his goal to rebel against the capitols plans. Their relationship was doomed from their first kiss because it wasn’t built off the years of love the two shared, but rather the desire to intervene with Capitol plans.