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𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝑳𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 . . . 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 . . . ANGST - resolved. Crying. Depressing shit. Matt being a good boyfriend even though you try to push yourself away from him. { Doll .ᐟ Reader x Matt Sturniolo }

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 . . . Dividers by me

“Why won’t you just let me take care of you?”

The genuine question falling from his lips is almost sour. It was like he wasn’t allowed to just coddle you, keep you safe and sound and do all the work for you - even just for one stupid minute. And he was desperate, practically grasping at straws at this point.

“I - I don’t need to be taken care of, okay?” You spit, running off and locking the door to your shared bedroom with him. It just made you so mad. He was so pushy - so…ugh. 

Angry tears roll down your face profusely. The rage churns in your gut, a wave of emotions shifting it into something sadder - something bitter. Something that made you feel like you couldn’t relax in your own skin. 

Matt sits on the floor, his head piled in his hands as his elbows rest on his knees. He stares at that door hopelessly. Everytime he gets close…you shove him right back out. You lock him out. 

His ears perk at the sound of footsteps. The second that door knob buckles to signify it’s unlocked, he can feel the shift in your energy, anticipation gnawing at his bones as he waits for your eyes to stare down at him. 

But they don’t. 

The door only swings open, just the tiniest crack.

But - it’s enough. 

Matt stands tall, taking soft, slow steps as he hesitantly pushes on the wooden barrier. The sight of your glossy eyes makes his lips fumble to a frown, his own eyelashes feeling heavier as warmth floods his face. 

“I’m worried about you, sweetheart,” he whispers, bringing his hand up to cup your wet cheek. There’s some sort of crack in your facade. Maybe it’s the way your lips quiver, or maybe it’s the way you're looking up at him with bare emotions. Either way, it hurts. But, it hurts in the type of way you need. 

Ripping-off the bandaid - the bandaid you had been peeling over so slowly that you felt it grasp onto every hair along the way. 

You suck in a shaky breath. The nausea grows as you try to mutter weakly, “I’m…I’m scared you’ll leave me or - or, I don’t know,” you ramble, staring down at the floor as haunting memories brush through your mind - the same memories that made you feel this way in the first place, “-I’m just scared, Matt.” 

Your voice is heavenly soft. Matt reaches his other hand to cup your other cheek, making you look up at him. 

“Oh, Doll…” he says, leaning down to kiss your cheek softly. And it is soft - almost as if he’s scared any pressure would make you run. And maybe it would. 

Silence. The air is damp, weighing down on your shoulders as you feel his hands slide down to yours, grasping lightly as he drags you over, sitting on the edge of the bed and patting his lap. 

You sit. Your attempt at having your back against him doesn’t work - not when Matt decides to put a hand on the side of your thigh and drag you to have your shoulder pressed against his chest. 

“I’m not leavin’ - ever. I…I’ve never loved someone like I love you and I…” it almost hurts to say it, like somehow the possibility of manifesting it would crush him completely, “-I couldn’t ever imagine losing you, I - I,” his voice is quieter as he hushes out the words, “-I can’t lose you.” 

You curl further into him, his sad aura making the guilt and relief weigh down at the same time. He loves you. He loves you so much. But what if you can’t love him enough? What if there’s somebody out there that could love him better? 

“I’m a mess, Matt. I…” the sigh that purses through your lips seems to tear at his heart, “-I don’t wanna drag you down or-”

“You don’t.” 

His words are so quick that you barely even process them. Matt shifts his hands, moving one to grasp onto your waist and pull you into his chest. He leans his head on top of yours, cherishing your warmth. 

“Trust me, you don’t.” 

Trust him. 

You want to trust him - you really, really do. 

But, you just don’t trust yourself. 

Maybe it’s time to learn. 

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Matt doesn’t want Doll to get sick so he’s comforting her while she goes thru “bunny withdrawals” (he has a bunch of chocolate and is petting her hair)

what are bunny and chris doing in the doll x matt and bunny x chris au???

Bunny is currently being a big baby because she is sick. She’s curled up in bed sad because she can’t cuddle Chris. Chris is on his way from the store getting her juice and medicine.

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𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕

@/matt.sturniolo My girl 💙

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@/doll.lastname Your hair looks so fluffy <333 ╰ @/matt.sturniolo Maybe because someone is always ruffling it... ╰ @/doll.lastname And you love it. ╰ @/matt.sturniolo Not as much as I love you ☺️

@/nate.doe is she prettier than me tho? 😔💔 ╰ @/matt.sturniolo Do you really want me to answer that...

@/christopher.sturniolo my biggest fear. ╰ @/doll.lastname Having a girlfriend? ╰ @/christopher.sturniolo no. matt cheating on me. ╰ @/nick.sturniolo Chris. 😐

@/fan.one he really is fuckin bitches, gettin money 😓

@/fan.two I don't even know who I want more atp. ╰ @/nick.sturniolo Matt's "abusive" apparently so...

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𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 '𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 { 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒃 } . . . 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒆

𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 . . . ANGST, depression. { Doll x Matt } - Dividers by me. Tag me for credit if you use as inspo please <333

The bath water was starting to get cold. Each breath you took seemed to take more effort, almost as if your body was finally catching up to the exhaustion in your mind. 

“Sweetheart?” Matt knocks on the door, a concern laced in his voice. You’ve been in there for a while - long enough for him to start getting antsy. A hum echoes from you, the most you can muster up to respond. Your pruned fingers float on top of the water, your skin feeling unbearably heavy. 

“Are you…okay?” Matt’s question is left in silent air. You hear the door creak open, seeing his figure in your peripherals start to walk over to the bathtub that holds you captive. 

Falling down to the edge of the tub, he looks down at you with helplessness shimmering in his eyes. “Doll…you - maybe we should get you out, yeah? It’s…it’s cold,” he says, dipping his fingers in the water. 

It is cold. But you could barely feel it - you could barely feel anything. At least this was something.

You shrug. Matt feels his spine slump, defeat starting to slice through the tension in the air. He just wants to help. But there’s not much he can do. This had been going on for months, a continuous cycle of life wearing you down beyond the bone, rotting your heart like it was a forgotten fruit. 

“I’m just tired.”

It’s not a lie. You are tired, but it’s beyond physical - it’s beyond mental. You can feel it in your soul. 

The same cycle. Usually it would go away with time, but that time was ticking more and more - maybe this time it wouldn’t end. It didn’t feel like it would end, anyhow. 

“I…I know, but…” he sighs, completely helpless as he wipes his hand over his face. He never wanted to lose you, breaking up with you seemed like something from his darkest nightmares. And even though you weren’t breaking up, he was still losing you. 

He was watching you lose yourself. 

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𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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Doll & Matt today…

For one, you legit cannot separate the two. Matt is feeling extra clingy, constantly pulling her into his lap and kissing her neck.

Secondly, they’re wearing comfy pjs all day!!! Matt refuses to do anything but relax with her and go for a short walk in their matching pjs!!!

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Doll raids his closet for…

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Matt wrapping doll up like a burrito when she’s anxious

SHUT THE FUCK UP HE WOULD SO DO THIS YES YES YES YES

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Okay but why is this the cutest thing ever for doll and Matt….

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i just know doll and matt hate having the middle floor bc bunny and chris can hear the bed creaking from the bottom floor whenever they have sex at night 😭

LMAO YEAH and doll gets SO embarrassed 😭😭😭 matt will literally have to stop her from CRYING when the headboard accidentally slams wayyyyy too hard !

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Doll’s gifts from Matt this Christmas…

First, he got her a locket. Inside is one of his favorite pictures of them together. It’s really blurry, but it’s the moment that makes it his favorite - not how good it actually looks.

Next, he wrote her a letter. It’s not just any letter, it’s a letter he’s been working on for months - documenting any and every happy moments. (The first thing he wrote was early in the morning. He was just staring at her and decided she was worth any task. And it didn’t even feel like a task either.)

Lastly, he got her a book. It’s a romance book he knows has been on her list to get, even tho she’s already read it with a borrowed copy from the library. She just loved it that much. But - he went in and annotated it all - highlighting the things that reminded him of her….

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Doll & Matts matching Christmas Pjs!!!

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does matt spoil doll? hehe like if she wants soemthing she doesn’t really need does matter give into her pouty face?

She doesn’t really pout or beg tbh. She feels bad asking for things. It’s a quiet love. Like - her favorite perfume will be running out and suddenly there’s a fresh bottle of it the next day…

Fuck that’s so cute I wanna cry 😭😭😭

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Doll Moodboard…(Matt, Chris, or chratt!!! Imagine wtv!!!)

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This is one of Doll’s favorite pictures of Matt:

Also some texts that are sooooo them:

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Okay but doll would send Matt spicy pics like this tbh…