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mattslolita · 11 months ago

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one of the girls - c. sturniolo

in which ... you're one of chris sturniolo's girls for the night of the versus tour. ( chris x black!fem!reader )

warnings ; smut, fingering, cowgirl, creampie, unprotected piv ( wrap it freak hoes )

"𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰

every moment since you had bought the tickets, you'd been waiting for this day for months — the let's trip versus tour. you've been a fan of the sturniolo triplets since late 2022, and since you weren't able to make the first tour, here was your second chance in 2023 to make the versus tour.

you and your best friend alize had been trying to pick out the perfect outfit for you both to wear, having switched things up many times in between since you wanted it to be a perfect day.

even though as a nick girl she'd be wearing purple, you and alize wanted to match with each other to the t — her outfit contrasted yours only because she wore a cardigan instead of a puffer like you had. the amount of pictures you both took on the uber ride to the venue was insanity, as you both were twinning so hard.

when the day came, you felt excitement course throughout your body as you realized you'd soon be in close vicinity with chris sturniolo — you were a die hard avid for 'black girls 4 chris', something you and alize would joke about all the time. you liked to joke and say you were the number one chris girl ever, whilst alize said that she'd hands down be nick's favorite lesbian.

you knew sometimes your fangirling could get out of hand at times, as you found multiple occasions where chris was your wet dream or you often daydreamed about what it would be like to be with him. his voice, his hair, his personality, that smile, he had lived in your head rent free. you also knew chris probably had no issue at all when it came to hookups, but that wasn't something you cared about — even if it was for one night, one time, you wanted to be in their shoes. you wanted to know what it was like to be one of chris's girls.

the line at the venue had filled quickly, as you and alize had met several of your online friends you made from the fandom — the other girls were sweet and kind, and as you looked at the other chris girls in the crowd you briefly felt a wave of sadness as you thought that any of them could be the lucky one.

your worry dissipated though as you felt alize's excitement radiating off of her body, causing you to giggle. "girl, how are you feeling?"

"how you gon ask me that, y/n?" alize said in disbelief, causing you to giggle as she put a hand on her chest, "we literally finna be breathing the same air as nick sturniolo. hoe, i'm unwell."

some people shot alize dirty looks at her seemingly rude behavior, but both of you paid no mind to them — anyone who was friends with her knew that that's the way she joked around with people, the way she spoke in general.

"i'm so excited to see chris," you tell her dreamily, running a hand through your curly lace front you got done yesterday, "i hope i get picked as his teammate."

"laura's racist if she don't pick us to be one of they partners," alize whispered to you, causing you both to laugh as the line moved forward.

"remember, we get to get pictures and do small talk before the show starts, so make sure we're headed for that line!" you explain to alize who playfully rolls her eyes and swats your shoulder.

"girl chill out, i remember what our tickets said!" alize giggled, "i sure as hell remember how much we paid for them things, ain't no way i'm not speaking to them!"

"and then the merch," you whined, pouting your lips, "that shit was going into my funds for college next semester!"

"then you might wanna start looking for a j-o-b!" alize tells you knowingly, causing you to groan, "i told you, i can speak to my manager for you!"

"girl that man is a pervert, i'm not working there!" you say firmly, "how do you even deal with him?"

"why do you think i act like a dude every time i have a shift?" alize tells you knowingly, "you'll never catch me wearing stuff like this around him."

you felt yourself become excited again as you looped your arm with alize's looking at you guys' matching outfits. "i still can't believe how much we matched with each other!"

"what if we can get a group picture with me, you, nick, and chris?" alize wonders, "we'd all look fine as shit."

"i know chris probably looking fine as hell today," you whispered to alize, causing her to giggle at you.

"girl you always think he look fine," alize says with an eyeroll, causing you to nudge her shoulder playfully.

you could feel your nerves heighten as you got a view of the area where the triplets could be seen doing group photos with the fans. a nerve of both excitement and arousal coursed through your veins as your eyes landed on chris — stray hairs peaked from underneath his black backwards cap, his usual friendly smile painted across his features. you unknowingly bit your lip as you scanned his outfit, seeing as he was wearing an orange tasmanian devil shirt with black jeans white air forces — casual, yet he still turned you on so much.

you took a deep breath as the line drew closer, and you had an even better view of the triplets. they all looked so good, and you felt both excited and nervous at the fact that it would soon be you and alize's turn.

just as you had turned to whisper something alize, chris's eyes had somehow wondered over to you unbeknownst to you — his eyes wandered around the entirety of your outfit, drinking in your brown skin and your thick thighs which were somewhat hidden by your skirt. he almost smirked as he realized you had been dressed in all orange, letting him know you were a chris girl. his girl.

when you looked up from laughing at what alize had said, you could feel eyes on you — your breath almost caught in your throat when you realized he was checking you out. you bite your lip nervously as he swiped his thumb over his nose before giving you a small smirk, directing his attention back towards the fans who were next in line.

you could've melted right then and there, now having to clench your thighs at this. there's no way chris sturniolo was checking you out just now? your mind had to be playing tricks on you.

then again, you didn't doubt chris had thought some fans were were cute. he definitely wouldn't have had any problem hooking up with the older fans if they let him, you definitely would've wanted to hookup with him.

your nerves skyrocket even more when you realize you and alize are up next.

the security ushers you towards nick first, who offers you a warm smile and outstretched arms. "hi, love!"

"hi nick!" you say, hugging him quickly before you make your way towards matt. "hi matt!"

matt gives you a smile, hugging you back as you go to chris next.

his eyes are already on you, having watched your interaction with his brothers — a small smirk is on his face as he pulls you in for a hug, his hands dangerously close to your ass as they reside on your waist. "hi, gorgeous."

it comes out a sort of whisper, which causes your cheeks to warm as you pull away from him with a shy smile. "hi, chris."

you turn to see alize already positioned in between nick and matt, so you took that as the initiative to put yourself in between chris and matt as well. nick puts his arms around alize with a smile, whilst both matt and chris put their arms around you.

well, matt's arm stays around your neck, while chris slips his around your waist, giving it a gentle squeeze causing you to clench your thighs together.

the picture snaps twice, and you turn to wave a quick goodbye to both nick and matt. chris smirks, sending a subtle smack to your ass as you give him a shy wave and you leave with alize.

you still couldn't believe what just happened — you debated on telling alize, but she was so caught up in rambling about the fact that she just hugged and smelled nick so you just giggled with her and let her talk.

the show soon started, and unfortunately you did not get picked to be chris's teammate — but you and alize squealed of excitement when laura asked if she wanted to be nick's teammate. of course that girl was not finna pass that up.

you were front and center of the stage, watching as the show took place in front of you — you knew your eyes weren't playing tricks on you when you saw the glances chris kept sneaking at you. you couldn't help but let your doe eyes wander and stay on his, even when you were recording alize and nick. you had almost missed the perfect swish alize made with the basketball, causing you to cheer loudly for your best friend.

when chris had walked near your side of where the stage was, he gave you a subtle wink to which you smiled and blinked your doe eyes up at him. you were hoping other girls couldn't see it, as they would be quick to make stupid assumptions, because it's not like anything was happening.

the show soon ended, leaving you both nervous and excited once again since you and alize had the small talk with them now. unfortunately you and alize ended up being one of the last people in line, since she accidentally left her phone somewhere on the stage and spent time looking for it.

the small talk line up was in birth order, which you were extremely grateful for — alize had went before you, and now you were up next as you make your way towards nick again.

"hi again!" nick says to you with a beam, holding his arms out for another hug.

"hi, how are you?" you ask him excitedly, as you place one of your posters on the small table.

"i'm feeling good, it was cool to meet everyone," nick tells you, unrolling your poster of all three of them. you hold a pen out to him, which he gratefully accepts, "how are you tonight?"

"i'm doing good!" you tell him excitedly, "i can't believe chris won again, what's going on with you, stink?"

both of you laugh, and he shakes his head. "trust girl, i'm gonna win we just need to give it some time."

"period!" you say, holding your phone up, snapping a few pictures with him, "thank you so much nick, i hope you have a blessed rest of the tour!"

"thank you so much for coming!" nick smiles as you both hug one more time, before you give him a wave as you're off to matt next.

matt smiles at you as you approach him, and you smile back as you set your things on his table. "hi again!"

"hi, matt!" you say calmly, "may i hug you?"

"absolutely, c'mere," he says politely, outstretching his arms towards you, and you slip into his arms.

"how are you tonight?" you ask him, as he signs one of your posters.

"i'm doing good, i can't believe how many people came," matt tells you, and you nod understandingly.

"i'm glad to know you're doing good! i hope you're having fun, too," you tell him sweetly, as he smiles and pulls you in for another hug.

"do you wanna take some pictures?" he asks you kindly, and you nod enthusiastically, handing him your phone as he snaps a couple of .5 photos of you both.

"have a blessed rest of your tour!" you tell matt as you collect your things, beginning to walk away as he smiles and waves at you.

as you're approaching chris, he already has that same smirk plastered on his face as he watches you walk up to him slowly — when you reach him and set your things down on the table, he's instantly bringing you in for a hug.

his hands skim over your skirt momentarily, causing your breath to hitch at the close contact. "hi again, chris."

"hey ma," chris says, swiping his thumb over his bottom lip as he eyes you up and down shamelessly, "did you miss me?"

"i'm a chris girl, of course i missed you," you purred, a sudden bold confidence striking you as you blink your doe eyes at him.

he licks his lips at you and hurriedly jots something down onto one of your posters, and you find yourself unable to look away from him as you take in the way his jawline is so sharp and how the light hits him. he looks so hot, and something inside you wishes he would take you right then and there.

"alright, wrap it up!" one of the security guards yells towards you, causing you to sigh as chris gave you an apologetic smile.

"it was nice meeting you, chris," you say shyly, going to grab your posters.

"you'll see me later, gorgeous," chris whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine as he pulls away, giving you a wink, "see you soon."

you give him one last smile before you hurriedly begin walking to find where alize is at. as you're nearing the hallway, a buzz in your pocket causes you to take your phone out, seeing a message from alize.

alize🙈🫦

girl tell me why i left my phone AGAIN

i went to go look for it that's why you don't see me anywhere

you curse under your breath at this, silently shaking your head as you begin walking towards the exit — suddenly a hand goes out to grab your arm and carefully yank you towards the door.

"what the fu-"

"told you you'd see me again, ma," chris's voice smirks, and you could feel yourself gasp as you turn to see him, your hand still in his.

"where are we going?" you ask, looking up at him.

"giving you a private tour," he smirks, licking his lips as he looks you up and down once more before pulling you towards the door.

it's nighttime already as the both of you exit out of the door — you feel yourself giggle slightly as the wind whips your hair whilst he hurriedly makes his way towards their tour bus with you.

he looks around to make sure nobody saw or followed, and he quickly opens the tour bus doors. chris signals for you to get inside first, and he couldn't help but watch the way your ass jiggled when you walked up the steps.

as soon as you both were inside, you barely have a chance to look around at the tour bus before chris hurriedly whirls you around to face him, his lips meeting yours in a hungry kiss.

your arms find their way wrapped around his neck as he draws you closer to him, his arms slithering down to give your waist a gentle squeeze before he lands a smack to your ass.

you gasp into the kiss, allowing his tongue access inside your mouth — you moan when his hands roam all over your body, until he hooks his arms under your legs.

"jump f'me," he mumbles into the kiss.

you do as you're told, jumping and hooking your legs around his waist. chris walks backwards towards the sofa couch, sitting down on it as he continues to kiss you.

you move your legs on either side of his waist straddling him, as you whimper into the kiss — you detach your lips from his and bite down on his bottom lip, pulling away with a pop.

"fuck, you're so hot, baby," chris breathes, causing you to whimper again as you grind down on his hard on.

"chris i want you to do whatever you want with me," you breathe, resting your forehead on his as you catch your breath, "i'm yours."

"is that so, sweetheart?" chris grins up at you, running his hands up and down your sides which causes a shiver to run down your spine, "you gonna be a good girl f'me?"

"yes, always," you tell him, grinding down on him again eliciting a low groan from him.

chris reattaches your lips, tilting his head in order to dominate the kiss — he pulls away and leaves a trail of kisses on your neck, sucking on a particularly sweet spot causing a moan to escape your lips.

you shrug your puffer jacket off of your shoulders, as chris helps to take off your halter top as well. your tits spill out of your bra causing chris to groan as he takes one in his mouth, sucking and nipping at it whilst massaging and kneading the other.

"m, fuck chris," you whine, throwing your head back as you grind down on his erection, feeling your panties dampen.

"take this off f'me baby," chris instructs you, taking his hands off of you so that you could stand up.

you hurriedly pull down your skirt, revealing the orange lace panties you wore underneath — chris's eyes darkened with lust, immediately pulling you back onto his lap. "fuck, you had this all planned out, didn't you?"

"no, but i was hoping it worked," you giggled, biting down on his earlobe as his hand went down to rub across your slick.

"look at you, so wet f'me," chris breathed against your skin, rubbing his hand along your wetness teasingly, "take these off baby."

you quickly stood up and rid yourself of the panties, throwing them to the ongoing pile of clothes. chris pulled you back onto his lap, inserting one of his long, slender fingers into your hole, causing a lewd moan to escape your lips.

"f-fuck chris, feels so good," you moan, throwing your head back as his fingers work in and out of you.

"taking my fingers so well, sweetheart," chris rasps, leaving kisses along your neck as his fingers curl inside you.

"please, faster..." you whine out, his mouth leaving a deep purple spot on your neck as he pulls away with a pop.

he speeds his pace as he finger fucks you, loving the way you sound as he abuses your walls with his fingers — he added another, increasing the pleasure and you felt your orgasm approaching quickly.

"so close, chris," you moan, grinding onto his fingers, "m' gonna cum."

"cum on my fingers baby," chris grunts in your ear.

you quickly obliged, feeling your orgasm wash over you as a moan of chris's name escapes your lips and your juices coat his fingers, your legs shaking. you stand up as he licks his fingers clean, grinning up at you as he pulls his pants and boxers down revealing his throbbing cock — your eyes widened, now knowing that he was in fact huge as fuck.

"what's the matter baby?" he grins cockily, grabbing your waist again as you hover over him.

"you're s-so big, i don't-"

a loud moan escapes your lips as chris sinks you onto his cock, and you immediately feel him stretching your walls — tears feel your waterline from how big he is, your mouth fixed into a permanent 'o' shape as you adjust to his size.

"c'mon ma, i know you can take me," chris assures you, gripping your waist tightly as a groan leaves his mouth, "be a good girl, remember?"

you nodded, just as chris suddenly thrusts his hips up hitting your g spot which elicits a moan from you as you grip his legs while your head is thrown back — he grabs your chin as forces you to look at him.

"look at me while you ride me, ma," chris instructs you sternly.

your hands still gripping his legs, you begin bouncing up and down on his cock as it abuses your cervix repeatedly — the slapping of skin as well as chris's low moans and your high pitches ones vibrated throughout the tour bus, and you were pretty sure anyone close enough could hear what was happening.

"fuck this pussy feels so good," chris grunts, watching as your tits bounce in his face, his eyes staring into yours darkly, "who's pussy is this?"

"yours chris, all yours," you moan, throwing your head back as you continue bouncing, "m'close again..."

"hold it baby, i'm almost there," chris pants, his hips thrusting upward to meet your pace, "fuck..."

suddenly chris grabs your phone and holds it up, taking a live photo of you bouncing on his cock whilst he leaves another kiss to your neck.

with a few more thrusts, you feel chris's dick twitch inside you indicating how close he is — he finally releases inside you, painting your walls white. your second orgasm washes over you, as your legs shake whilst your juices release all over chris's cock.

chris helps you off of him, and you stand up immediately grabbing your clothes scattered around — chris lands a smack to your ass as you bend over to pick your shirt up. "chris!"

he just laughs as he pulls his pants up, then hands you your skirt as well. you smile up at him shyly as you slip it on — he rubs his thumb across your lip and plants another quick kiss to it as he holds your phone up again.

"sorry i couldn't take it earlier," he says, pulling your body against his.

"it's okay, taking it here feels more intimate anyway," you giggle.

you hold the side of chris's face as he snaps the camera once, then he places a kiss to your cheek as he snaps another one.

"can i use the bathroom real quick?" you ask him shyly, and he nods, showing you where it was.

once inside you hurriedly pee, letting out a sigh as you finish and wash your hands. you look in the mirror at yourself, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips as you look back at the girl who just got fucked by chris sturniolo.

walking back outside, you look to chris who has your phone in his hand, as he holds it out to you, which makes you smile and walk towards him, reaching for it.

he puts his hand on your waist as he holds your phone above your head, looking down at you with a smirk.

"boy, if you don't hand me my phone back!" you tell him, trying to reach for it which resulted in him holding it higher.

"few more kisses first, ma," chris grins, puckering his lips out making you giggle.

you press a kiss to his lips and pull away, but he quickly dips down to peck your lips a few more times. he hands you your phone back finally, and you smile as you begin walking towards the tour bus's exit.

"your posters!" chris says before you can leave, hurriedly handing them to you.

"thank you," you said, looking up at him, "i enjoyed tonight."

"anything for one of my girls," chris winks with a grin, planting one last kiss to your lips.

you exit the tour bus, looking around for any sign of life before you make your way around the building — you look around, your body trembling from the cold air before a honk of a horn grabs your attention and you gasp, jumping slightly.

"where the fuck were you, y/n?" alize's voice says worriedly, rolling down the window to the uber, "bitch i was looking for you!"

"shit girl, i'm so sorry," you apologize, climbing into the seat of the uber next to her, "i have so much to tell you."

"hoe, you better tell me where you disappeared to," alize whispers to you half angrily, the other curious.

before you could get a word out of your mouth, a buzz from your phone grabs your attention.

unknown

*one attachment*

y/n

chris ??? are those my panties ??? 😭

unknown

didn't fuck anybody else baby, yeah they're yours

need something to remember you by since today was our only la show

y/n

is this you telling me you wanna see me again?

unknown

i'll fly you out to another show if you're down

y/n

only if my girl can come too !

unknown

i'll get you both a plane ticket

y/n

i'll see you soon then😘

unknown

good

send me some pics to keep me company while you not here😏

"bitch what?!"

( lilly's section 💌 )

this didn't come out as good as i wanted it to, but i hope y'all liked this ! love u guys so much muah💌.

@luverboychris @muwapsturniolo @prettiest-poision @mrssturnioloo @mattsturniolosleftnut @sturnprime @thenickgirl @guccifrog @nickgetsmewetter @eyeliketoeatpoosay @e1ias3 @sp3aknaur @middlepartmatt @summerssover @riasturns @sturn777 @l0akkzz @hysteria-things @pinksturniolo @chrissturniolossidehoe @chris-slut @hoesformatt @raysmayhem-72 @whosthislyssbitch @lanas-doll @chrisssluttywaist @mbbsgf @jetaimevous @sturnsxplr-25 @moonk1ss3d

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maharlka · 2 years ago

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gotta love these like holy fuck. my silver fanboy ass is freaking tf out

TWST Silver Layouts Requested by: No One

#SILVEERRRRR #silver twst #finna freak out over this frfr ugh.#diasomnia #twisted wonderland #twst silver #twst #twst icons #twst pfps

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alanisstonedd · 2 months ago

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deeblockduke hcs

duke dennis x black!reader

cw: cussing, fluffffff, lil spice no full smut, mention of public & butt stuff, food play

an: ran back this song by my hubby & realized it reminds me of dukey 🥹 so here’s some hcs my shmookies

✯ you fr thought the relationship was finna be TOO CALM bcs he be acting nonchalant let’s be real. but boy was yo ass wronggg. it takes him a sec to warm up but once he does, he literally falls deeper & more passionately in love with you every fuckin day. you literally become his rock, his safe space, his muse girl. his actual everything.

✯ calls you randomly just to hear your voice. the vibrations in your voice literally release dopamine in his body stg. he’ll be like “whatchu doin bae” “oh yuh, how dat goin” “wait, lemme see whatchu got on” “but you saw me leave this morning bae” “i know baby, just show me again i’m tryna see you” “oooo damn you perfect…. okay…. i miss you mane, text me later bae?” just running his damn mouth tryna get whatever you’ll give him while yall not physically together

✯ leaves you love notes in your stuff. in RANDOM ASS SPOTS. like in your pockets - that’s his main spot. very frequently in your purse or folded up in the back of your phone case. on his pillow when he’s up earlier than you. on the bathroom mirror. & it’s not affirmations and shit either girl. it’s like “seeing you happy is like seeing 1,000,000 stars light up the sky. more beautiful & incredible than i could’ve ever imagined or dreamed.” jaw dropped the fuck, all jokes aside you really start to bring out the lil poet in him. “the smallest inch of your skin on mine feels electrocuting. burns like the sweetest paradise. you light me on fire fr bae”

✯ you often wake up with VERY LARGE flower arrangements set up, no matter where you wake up - his room or your place (that’s also lwk his fr). he really gets creative with it too - roses, daisies, tulips, orchids, lilacs, really whatever flower he feels like embodies his love for you that day. & he really gets detailed with it, adding in smaller decorative flowers & weeds to make each arrangement diverse, unique, and an accurate representation of how he feels. tuh, ykw lemme just show yall his masterpieces. that was a collection you had built up bcs he went back to back one week. he puts the bouquet on the bed with a note & scatters extra petals on the bed and the floor. if he’s with you he’ll take petals and sprinkle them over u to wake you up just to get your reaction. every time.

✯ will pick up and fly you anywhere. you won’t stop goin on about the beach during this cold winter? yall on the next jet to turks. private beach, fucking on jet skis, fucking everywhere really, on the beach laid up napping, drunk at the pool bar, yall being water babies for a sec & playing in the water. fucking on the beach. yall rlly bring out the inner child in eachother & heal them by just being together :,)

✯ gifts after every date nighttttt!!! he takes you out somewhere five star or a hole in the wall gem just for the bomb food. wines & dines you, yall yap and rlly grub bcs yall BOTH always getting full fr. when you get homeeee, boxes & bags in the room every time without fail. LV, Hermes, Gucci, YSL, Goyard, Balenciaga, Chanel, IN ADDITION to any other clothes, shoes, or jewelry you might’ve mentioned recently. you def have really shed tears a few times. WILL demand a fashion show - “nah wait, where u goin? you not finna model??” “nah get yo ass back here and model wit yo sexy ass, mhm. i’m not playin, im tryna see what i done bought” - that almost always leads to yall hunchin in whatever set his ass off. new louboutins, ur new iced out cuban link dancing, or some lacy draws he picked out. he tearin that ass up in whatever u got on.

✯ is a freak 🤷🏽‍♀️ WILL pull some whipped cream outta nowhere and lick ts off ur nipples, tummy, ass, thighs, WHATEVERRR. will surprise you with freaky shit “okay i got us sum, it’s a surprise tho so u gotta wait” meanwhile he giggling with that pop pop laugh. you wait ALL DAY, pussy soakinnnnn bcs he’s constantly teasing you, then he wanna pull out some anal beads…. also yall film everythingggg 😭 u thought it was just carry over from him always having to make content but nah he just a freak fr. he will set up a camera wherever yall gettin down. kitchen, room, bathroom, closet & best believe he’ll hold that shit if he can’t set it down

✯ if you have a following & are in the spotlight he’s absolutely reposting so many edits of you. starts posting more often bcs of you and will 100% will make posts of just you lmfao he not even in it at all. always posting you & showing you off everywhere. loves PDA, but in a classy way. he just loves knowing that everyone knows you’re his. his ass get carried away off the drink tho & u gotta keep him in check bcs again, he’ll indulge in fat ma ANYWHERE

✯ do yall sometimes match fits?….. what yall think

✯he lowkey a sleepy mf and will fall asleep on you anywhere, no exceptions. he love a nap or a snuggle - just being close af like smelling u and shit. uses ur booty as a nap pillow (or ur tummy). loves being tangled up wit uuuu all up on eachother. it’s really his peace

✯ loves cooking with u bcs it makes him feel like yall married lollll. he loveeeee the domestic shit. he wants to get better at cooking (wants to spoil u in even more ways) so he always wanna do cooking dates

✯ yall guilty of being the couple that EVERYONE in the vicinity can hear fucking bcs he don’t EVER make yo ass shut up. except when yall could actually get caught teehee. but at home?? he like “yeah let that shit out baby” “fuck, im tryna hear you, yeah” “fuckkkk i know bae, i know” “yeah who making you scream baby? who?” “oh yeah? that’s ‘fuckkk’?”

✯ loves feeding you for some reason?? always tryna feed you your snacks & even meals sometimes. and always silently with the straightest face lol. if he ever says “you want one” just know you’re never grabbing your own. it’s 100% getting fed to you.

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bigheadbrooke-9 · 2 months ago

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⭑.ᐟ String’s ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

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Eddie Munson x afab!reader

Summary : Despite years of friendship, Eddie always kept a part of himself locked away. Tonight, you finally confront him, frustration boiling over as you demand to know why he refuses to open up. His usual deflections falter, and for the first time, his carefully built walls crack. But when he finally speaks, the truth isn’t what you expected—it’s something far heavier, something that changes everything.

Warnings: I think yall already know it’s finna be sum heavy agnst and fluff so just be ready

A/n : Hey yall sorry I’ve been gone I’m having writers block atm

Word count : 1.2k

As the tension in the room thickened, I finally let out the frustration that had been building inside me for years.

“Eddie, you never talk to me. Every time something happens—every time you’re hurt—you shut me out like I’m just some stranger. I get it if you’re not comfortable, but it’s been years. Years, Eddie.” My voice cracked, but I pushed through, desperate to get through to him.

He groaned loudly, throwing his head back in exasperation. “You don’t understand what it’s like, Y/N! To be bullied your whole damn life. To be treated like nothing. You—” He gestured wildly toward me. “You had the perfect life. Tons of friends. You’re pretty. You’re just… perfect.”

He stood abruptly from the couch, pacing, his frustration radiating off him in waves.

I stared at him, stunned. “I don’t have a perfect life, Eddie. You know that. So don’t throw that in my face.” I took a step forward, but he backed away, running a hand through his hair in agitation. “You can trust me. I just want to help. You’re my best friend—I’m not going to look at you any differently.”

He let out a sharp breath, shaking his head. “You treat me just like everyone else in this town. Like I’m some lost cause. Like I need saving.”

His words stung, but not as much as the distance he was forcing between us.

I clenched my fists, trying to steady my voice. “What did you just say to me?” My heart pounded as I stepped closer. “I would never treat you like they do. I know what you’ve been through, and I just want to help you. Not because I pity you—”

“Then why?” he snapped, eyes blazing. “Because you think a freak like me always needs fixing?”

I inhaled sharply, dropping my gaze for a second. He was hurt. And I hated that I couldn’t find the right words to make him understand.

“Eddie, no. It’s not that at all.” My voice softened, pleading. “We’ve been friends for fifteen years, and not once have you let me in. You sit there and listen to me rant about my problems, but the second I try to ask about yours, you shut down. I just—I want to know what you’re feeling. I want to be there for you.”

I turned abruptly, pushing past him toward his bedroom. My hands trembled as I grabbed my bag. This spring break was supposed to be ours—movies, late-night drives, stupid inside jokes. Now, I couldn’t even stay in the same room as him.

His voice was raw when he finally spoke. “Why do you care, Y/N?” He took a step toward me. “Nobody has ever cared this much about me.”

I froze.

Slowly, I turned to face him, my throat tightening. “I’m not ‘nobody,’ Eddie. I know you better than you know yourself. And I care because I love you.”

His breath hitched.

“I love you so incredibly much,” I whispered. “And I’m angry because you don’t see how much you matter. You’re not some burden. You’re not a freak. You’re a human being, Eddie. And I just… I want you to let me in.”

The room fell into a suffocating silence. Eddie stood there, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, his chest rising and falling unevenly. I had said it—I had finally said it. And now, all I could do was wait.

I expected him to scoff, to deflect, to laugh it off like he always did when things got too real. But he didn’t. He just stood there, staring at me like he was trying to piece together something that didn’t make sense.

“You love me?” His voice was barely above a whisper.

I swallowed hard. “Yeah, Eddie. I do.”

He let out a breath, running both hands through his hair before gripping the back of his neck. He was spiraling, and I could see it—see the way he fought against everything I had just said, see the years of doubt and self-hatred warring inside him.

“You don’t mean that,” he muttered, shaking his head. “You think you do, but you don’t. You love the idea of fixing me. You love the challenge of trying to make me feel normal. But I’m not normal, Y/N. And you deserve—”

“Stop.” My voice was firm as I stepped toward him. “Don’t you dare tell me what I feel. And don’t you dare tell me what I deserve.”

His jaw tightened, but he didn’t move away this time.

“You think I see you as some broken thing that needs fixing?” I demanded. “God, Eddie, that’s the last thing I want. I love you for who you are, not who you think you have to be. I love the way you ramble about music, the way you laugh so hard you snort, the way you act like you don’t care about anything but secretly care about everything—”

“Y/N—”

“No, listen to me!” My voice cracked, but I didn’t care. “You keep acting like you’re this outsider, like no one in the world could ever possibly love you, but I do. And I’m right here.”

His breathing was uneven now, his eyes glossy, his fingers twitching like he wanted to reach for me but couldn’t make himself do it.

“So if you want to keep shutting me out, fine. If you want to pretend that no one in this world gives a damn about you, go ahead. But don’t lie to yourself and say that I don’t care. Because I do.”

For the first time since the argument started, he looked completely, utterly lost. Like he didn’t know whether to run or pull me into him. Like he had been waiting his whole life to hear those words but didn’t know what to do with them now that they were real.

I exhaled sharply and grabbed my bag. “I need air,” I muttered, pushing past him.

But before I could reach the door, his hand wrapped around my wrist.

I turned, surprised, and his grip tightened—not rough, not forceful, just there. A silent plea.

His voice was hoarse when he finally spoke. “Don’t go.”

I stared at him, my heart pounding. “Give me one good reason to stay.”

He swallowed hard, his fingers trembling against my skin. Then, finally—finally—he whispered

“Because I love you too.”

For a moment, I thought I had imagined it.

The words hung in the air, fragile and uncertain, as if saying them out loud made them real in a way he hadn’t fully accepted yet. His grip on my wrist tightened, just enough to keep me from slipping away, and his eyes—wide, nervous, vulnerable—searched mine like he was waiting for me to tell him he had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

I could barely breathe.

“Say it again,” I whispered.

Eddie swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His hand was still wrapped around my wrist, his fingers twitching slightly. “I love you,” he murmured, softer this time. “I don’t know how to say it the right way, I don’t know if I even deserve to say it, but I do. I love you, Y/N. I’ve loved you for so long it scares the hell out of me.”

My heart clenched, and before I could stop myself, I reached for him, my hands finding the sides of his face. He froze, like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to let himself have this, but I wasn’t going to let him run from it. Not this time.

“Eddie,” I said, my thumbs brushing lightly over his cheekbones. “You deserve love. You deserve this.”

He let out a shaky breath, his eyes squeezing shut for a second before he opened them again, looking at me like I was the only thing in the world keeping him grounded.

“I don’t know how to be good at this,” he admitted. “I don’t know how to let myself have something like this without screwing it up.”

I smiled sadly, my fingers trailing down to his jaw. “Then we figure it out together.”

Something in him broke then—not in a bad way, but in a way that made his whole body sag with relief, like he had been holding himself together for so long that finally letting go felt like freedom.

Without another word, he pulled me into him, wrapping his arms around me like he was afraid I’d disappear. I melted against him, burying my face in his shoulder as his hands fisted the back of my shirt.

For the first time in years, Eddie Munson wasn’t running.

And neither was I.

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visualbutterflysworld · 1 year ago

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Meet my girlfriend | VHackerr

While on stream the chat hears you in the background and begs to met you.

love you vin ! this is for my black girls frfr but only a section

“AH FUCK!” Vinnie hears you scream. He would’ve hurried to your aid but he’s frozen because he’s streaming. With you being so loud the chat hears you. Vinnie’s eyes shift to his monitor partly afraid and partly intrigued

“Who was that?”

“Was that a girl!?”

“WHO WAS THAT?”

“Vinnie you’re cheating on me!?”

“Ahhh! I knew he was dating someone!”

Vinnie licks his lips as he can’t come up with an excuse. He sighs heavily before he starts to talk. “That was my girlfriend. Who screamed.”and that’s when the chat blows up. He sees the views ranking up which means he’s probably trending on twitter not even 5 minutes after he said that.

“Babe!” Vinnie yells for you. You come quickly, standing in the doorway with a confusion look as you know he’s streaming. He relaxes in his chair as he looks at you with a lazy smile. “They heard you. The chat wants to meet you.” You widen your eyes. “Oh! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know I was that loud.” You put your head down in disappointment.

“It’s okay, love, please come say hi.” He smiles even harder as you slowly make your way to him. You glance at the chat. You see so many comments.

“HE CALLED HER LOVE”

“SUCH A WARNER MOVE”

“AHH SHE SOUNDS SO SWEET AND INNOCENT”

“SHE SOUNDS LIKE SILK”

“AHHH”

“Say hi.” Vinnie says as you look unsure. “Can i stay out the frame?” You ask and Vinnie nods, honestly glad he could keep what you look like to himself. “Hi, chat.” You say shyly. “This is my girlfriend guys. Should we give her a nickname?”

The chat floods the comments section with ideas and names. “Mm. Buttercup? I like buttercup. She acts like her from the power puff girls.” “I do not!” You yell! Vinnie laughs as he looks at your little pout. “She does too! Don’t let the cuteness fool you!” Vinnie smiles as he sees more questions pop up.

“Okay, baby, you wanna play lighting round? Answer real quick and short?” Vinnie asked before looking at your almost bare legs. His imagination going off the rails. “Sure.” You put your arms behind your back.

“What’s your age?”

“I’m 23!”

There were a few comments about you and Vinnie’s age gap but hey it could be worse.

“Occupation?”

“I’m a journalist.”

“Favorite color?”

“Depends on my mood. I like sage green, lilac, blue and light pink. Sometimes green and yellow.”

“How long have you and Vinnie been dating?”

“Almost five months!”

“Favorite physical part of vinnie?”

“His smile. He has one of the most beautiful smiles.”

Vinnie couldn’t help but smile. “Compared to her’s mine is pure shit.” You hit him and that’s when the comments blew up more.

“SHES PAC?!”

“BEEN KNEW VINNIE LIKED BLACK GIRLS”

“TWITTER IS FINNA FREAK!”

“VINNIE GOT HIM SOME SPICE!”

“BEEN WAITING FOR HIM TO GET A PAC GIRL!”

You laughed at all the comments. “Yes, I’m black. Thank you guys for noticing.” Vinnie snorted. “Now everyone can shut up about what I like.” You rolled your eyes as you continue reading the comments. Some were unfriendly but it didn’t faze you too much. It was an inevitable thing to happen.

“Well, everyone, I liked chatting with you all but I want to go lay down now so bye!” You waved and make your way out of his room. “I’ll be there in a little bit babe!” Vinnie called out. “Alrighty!”

Well, that went better than you could hope.

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malereaderworld · 3 months ago

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exorcqism · 1 year ago

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𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

„𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄”

: ̗̀➛ FLUFF CONTENT!!!

: ̗̀➛ afab!reader, no sex, all fluff and the cute stuff. not proofread so i apologize in advance for any mistakes if they’re made.

: ̗̀➛ art creds by;; currently unknown. dividers are not mine, if you own these, you may claim them in comments.

: ̗̀➛ WORD COUNT;; 1.42K

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𝐃𝐀𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ✉️🖇️;; taking a break from smut. finna make sum cute for the ones that need it

“choso!” you threw your arm around choso. the 5’11 male would groan tiredly. you and him were pretty close friends…even closer now that the two of you lived together. you were his ball of sunshine when he just wanted to curl up in a pit of darkness. his tired eyes made their way up to yours and he’d smile a little.

you and him were…something. your relationship wasn’t made official or anything you but it definitely felt like it was. the two of you shared hugs that lasted longer than it should’ve. you were always doing something thoughtful for him like buying him new clothes or even food…to which choso couldn’t help but throw on his awkward crooked smile.

though, choso was a pretty serious guy, you couldn’t help but laugh when he was being dead serious with you. the way he said certain things made you giggle even though there wasn’t anything to laugh at in particular.

he couldn’t lie and say it didn’t make him smile.

“hey…” choso cleared his throat. “what’re you doing up?”

“um..choso, it’s four in the afternoon.” you correct him in your soft and bubbly voice, your face never changing from your excited smile. if you smiled any longer, you were sure that your cheeks would start to hurt.

“huh?” choso glanced up at the clock on the wall in the kitchen that was pretty visible from the living room. his pupils retracted and his eyes widened, shocked about the time. he sighed and slumped back against the cushions of the couch.

“why didn’t you tell me? i was supposed to hang out with itadori today…” he sighed again, now rubbing his eyes. “i’m probably the worst brother ever.”

“you aren’t the worst, cho,” you smile at the curse, trying to reassure him. “you can still hang out with him. he knows how tired you can be.”

“yes, but i promised him i wouldn’t fall asleep and forget about him.” choso continued his moping, covering himself with his robe out of embarrassment…then it was quiet.

he went to sleep again.

you wondered why and how choso could just fall asleep so easily in the middle of conversations like that. his logic was also a bit confusing. he was so worried about yuji’s feelings but now he’s asleep as if he hadn’t been freaking out over it.

later that day, you were in your room playing roblox horror game on your playstation with yuji on the phone while choso was in the shower. you were waiting for him to get out so you can shower. you had to make sure you got that out of the way before you went to bed.

as you played your game, you remembered how dark the room was. you enjoyed being immersed in these games. turning up your volume as loud as possible. closing your door. turning off all the lights and even closing your curtains. you lived for the thrill of being scared.

you heard a click and a screech as your door opened, making you let out a loud gasp, saving yourself from tearing your vocal cords from screaming so much.

choso was standing in your doorway, shirtless and his hair down. completely different from the twintails he usually wore…or his hair tied back, leaving his bangs to hang around in his face.

“you can go in now…” his low adverb voice spoke. “and why’re you screaming so much? is it that game?”

“oh, yeah, sorry.” you chuckled, finally calming your nerves. you were about to say something else until you heard yuji talking again. “oh…yeah, he’s right here. he was talking about you earlier.”

choso raised his eyebrows. you noticed he was doing that thing with his face…that nervous but excited smile. that was the most you seen him smile all day besides earlier today. he would quickly take your phone and put it up to his ear.

“uh…what do i say?” he asked. you just shrug, gesturing him to just say whatever was on his mind. he’d take your advice and walk out of your room, excitedly talking to yuji, starting with an apology.

you just smile at choso’s excitement and patiently wait until he returned with your phone.

that night, you had suddenly woken up after you fell asleep. your tv was off and your blankets were sliding off the bed. you seemed to be sleeping peacefully until you felt someone tapping you. you’d jolt awake and look up to see choso.

“your phone died,” he said, gently placing it beside you. he must’ve had your phone for a while or he just didn’t know when to come and wake you up. you were half asleep and you just nod, not really hearing much of what he said even though he didn’t say much.

“thanks, cho,” you say sleepily before lying down again. soon enough, you felt one side of your bed weigh down. choso was lying down next to you now.

“can i sleep in here with you?” he suddenly asked. “i don’t really wanna sleep by myself.”

that was a first. choso never asked to sleep in the same bed as you. you were too tired to question the curse’s actions and you agree to let him stay with you.

your eyes drift closed again, making yourself comfortable on the bed. soon enough, you felt a pair of arms snake around you.

“i gotta tell you something…um..don’t hate me.” choso began. “i mean, i doubt that you will but just in case.”

choso obviously seemed like a nervous wreck talking to you so closely to your ear. as you fight to keep your eyes open and listen to what choso had to say, you avert your eyes to look at him.

“why would i hate you?” you ask. choso’s cheeks visibly flushed a red color and he’d sigh, struggling to find the correct words to you so the conversation can go on smoothly.

“i…” you hear him pause. “i didn’t mean to fall in love with you like i did. you’re just so beautiful…and sweet. i don’t really know what i’d do without you here with me.”

you lay there processing what he had just said to you. a love confession? you couldn’t even fathom the words coming from your roommate’s lips.

“you don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to, i understand. i just wanted to ask you if you wanted to be my—” choso stopped again as if he were trying to remember something. a word. “do you wanna be my girlfriend?”

a tired smile stretched across your lips, “did you learn that from yuji or did you learn it yourself?”

“when i was talking to yuji on your phone…i asked him what it meant to have a crush on someone…and what it meant to be in a relationship. i mentioned to him that i felt like i’d die around you—that’s a good thing, i promise.” choso explained. “he tells me that it’s fine and that i should tell you how i feel.”

“well…yes, choso. i’ll be your girlfriend.” you say, your drowsiness still evident in your tone. choso released his grip from your body and sat up quickly.

“seriously?” he raised his eyebrows. he seemed unsure if he should’ve been excited. “um..this is good, right? yuji isn’t messing with me, right?”

you just laughed at him. something about his reactions were the cutest thing you could experience. it was like watching a cat play with a new toy.

“yes, seriously.”

“i have to tell yuji,” choso grabbed your phone and attempted to turn it on but it wasn’t working. it was still dead and you didn’t even bother to wake up and put it on the charger.

“tomorrow, cho. tell him tomorrow.”

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𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒

“yuji,” choso whispered into the phone. you were still asleep in your room while choso had sat in the living room, trying to charge your phone. it took him a second to understand the concept of how long it can take to charge but he was patient until your phone reached a sufficient number so he could use it to make a call.

“i did it. i told her.”

“oh, you did? that’s awesome!” if your phone was any louder, you’d be able to hear yuji cheering over the phone for his big brother since the audio was on speaker. “well, now all you gotta do is be a cool boyfriend and a cool big brother.”

“i think i can do that,” choso smiled.

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