#freshsturns

[freshsturns]

snaps you’d get from your bf • Matt!

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i completely got distracted and forgot about my fics so i’m sorry! i will continue them idk when…. also HAPPY VALENTINES

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: sexual talk, pet names

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[hysteria-things]

SMILE! YOU’RE ON CAMERA.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: soft dom!chris x fem!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after leaving your — now ex — boyfriend hanging, you’re too busy being occupied with something, perhaps someone, while he’s spamming your phone.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, oral (male receiving), slight praising, slight degradation, recording

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 480

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i love how i said i probably won’t be active this week and this is the most active i’ve ever been LMAO

dennis.

you cannot be fucking serious, y/n.

don’t be a bitch.

you can’t just break up with me over text for no reason.

ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE!

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“god.” chris exhales, mouth dangling open as your mouth swallows his cock in one go. his head falls back, eyes shut, and letting out a moan. “fuck.”

you, on the other hand, are on your knees; fully nude in his bathroom. your palms rest on your thighs, slowly bobbing your head. your mouth stretches at his size. it’s like you can feel every vein as your throat morphs into its shape. “suck my cock. just like that.” he breathes heavily. you hum approvingly, the bobs of your head intensifying. “that’s it. good fucking girl.”

dennis is your cheating ass boyfriend who you finally cut ties with moments ago, hence the continuous vibrations of your phone that lays on the bathroom counter. chris holds onto the edge, licking his lips and enjoying the view. he watches as his dick disappears past your lips so smoothly. his stomach is more toned, along with his muscles from panting so hard. brunette strands stick to his forehead from sweating so much. it’s a sight to see, truly.

“fuck.” he says again, this time dragging out the swear. “what a slut. getting over your ex by sucking off another guy.”

whimpering, your actions move more quickly. drool starts to dribble onto your chin, the gulping and gagging retracting off of the walls. it takes everything within chris’s body to not fuck your mouth. he wants to leave it all to you.

face scrunching up in pleasure, he moans loudly as his dick twitches from your warmth. the doe eyes you’re giving him are not helping.

“you’re going to make me cum if you keep looking at me like that,” he says between breaths, cupping your cheek to wipe the tear that fell with his thumb. you keep giving him that look, suckling at his tip that’s leaking with pre-cum. lifting yourself from his throbbing erection to breathe, a string of saliva connects you two before you go back in again.

his lower half starts to rut each time you meet his head. “you’re so fucking hot. shit, i’m about to cum.”

with that, his load shoots down your throat, the rest filling up your cheeks. you moan at how it tastes. he tastes incredible according to you.

instead of answering yet another incoming call, chris picks up your phone and opens the camera. he gets a nice view of your face that’s still stuffed, his unoccupied hand gripping the top of your head to pull you off. “smile for the camera, sweet thing.”

obeying, you smile wide — real wide — mind foggy and eyes hooded when you feel his cum drip down to your chest and onto your tits.

dennis will leave you alone after seeing that.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[55sturn]

reader and bff!matt going out to the club for a couple drinks and getting a lil handsy on the uber ride back to his place

✮ A DRUNKEN NIGHT WITH BFF!MATT

disclaimer: alcoholic consumption, nsfw, heavy petting, dry humping, implications of going further.

matt leaned against you in the backseat, his head resting against the headrest behind him as the one too many shots of tequila made his head spin. but that wasn’t the only thing making the car seats in front of him blur and twirl, or making his head feel fuzzy.

it was your perfume. and the closeness of your body. and the way you reacted to his touch. and the way the skin of your thigh felt so soft beneath his hand as he dared to inch his hand beneath the hem of your ridiculously short dress. another thing that made his mind swarm with thoughts of you, in a way he definitely shouldn’t think about his best friend.

“you smell so good.” he hums against your bare shoulder, the fingers of his hand now pushing fully beneath your dress as you struggled to keep yourself steady. the feeling of his hands barely roaming your body had you struggling to bite back your whimpers, wanting to beg for something more from him.

biting the bullet, his hand ventures further as his lips press against the side of your throat, your head falling back as his fingertips pressed against the lace of your thong, your arousal seeping through, making his lips quirk up into an arrogant smirk and you can’t hold back as you turn toward him, capturing his lips in your, desperate to wipe that smirk off his face.

he’s got half a nerve to even considering not pulling you into his lap, and so, against his better judgment that he’d hold sober, he’s pulling you into his lap, not really giving a fuck about the driver in the front grimacing at the sounds of you making out, nearly dry humping one another.

his hands are quick to guide your hips back and forth over his hardening cock, while simultaneously pulling harder against him, the pressure of your cunt pressing against his cock feeling far too good for him to stop, he needs this. he’s spent too long pining after you.

as the driver pulls onto his street, you’re nearing your orgasm, the frequency of your whines and the way they’re climbing in pitch telling him so. so he’s making sure to guide your hips faster against his, wanting to see you fall apart in his lap. and he’s swallowing your whines as the driver parks in his driveway.

your heads are cloudy, and neither of you are sure if it’s from the alcohol or from the post orgasm haze, but when you stumble up to the front door, his hand pulling you along, and the giggles falling from your lips have him feeling so giddy. so when he tugs you into the safety of his room, you find yourself feeling happier than you ever have, and you know that this won’t be the last time you find yourself in his bed.

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[muwapsturniolo]

Imagine you and Chris are cuddling and it turns into soft sex

Not edited because I wrote it on my phone 🍑

Soft smut!!

one minute you and chris were on the couch watching some random show on Netflix, and the next you two were having sex. it wasn't the rough and fast paced sex that you two usually had, it was more soft and tender, and somehow even more intense.

his thrust were slow as you two passionately made out, your naked bodies sticking together due to the sweat as he worked you in all the right places and in all the right ways.

"c-chris fuck!" you moan out, pulling away from him and throwing your head back. he groans feeling your nails rake down his back, moving his head into the crevice of your neck and breathing harshly. the two of you were close, the high that you both were working for ready to be released.

"i know baby." he moans softly and quickly presses his lips against yours once again. the kiss becomes sloppier and sloppier as the two orgasms approach, teeth clashing and spit being swapped.

a few more pumps later and their moans intertwine as they reach their high. chris lays on top of her, listening to her heartbeat and her soft pants.

“I love you,” she whispers softly, already falling asleep.

“I love you too baby,” he plants a kiss to her lips before spooning her and closing his eyes.

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[chrissdollie]

chris is def the type of boyfriend to get too excited during sex and accidentally overstimulate you

i didn’t even mean to make this a drabble but wow warnings/notes: nsfw obv, smut, p in a v, overstimulating, clit rubbing, titty sucking wc: 402

you’re folded in half as your boyfriend pounds into you. chris moans, throwing his head back before reaching down to rub your clit in fast harsh circles, desperately needing you to cum. you scream out, throwing your head back into your pillows. he leans forward to dig his face into your chest, tugging and sucking your nipples with all his might. that’s when you release, shooting out juices all over his lower half. he doesn’t stop though. his pace only falters a bit and he changes his finger motions to up and down. you whine, “ohh, chris, i can’t! baby pleas-” and cut yourself off abruptly with a heavy inhale.

he picks up his head from your tits, kissing both nipples before he does. “shit! it’s so good baby, feel so fucking good mm..” you jaw is slacked open, your eyes almost rolling back into your head. you grab his wrist to stop the motion, your hips stuttering wildly. “i can’t i can’t, no more..!” you whimper before pressing your lips together to conceal your noises. he looks down at you and sees the absolute mess you are. he didn’t intend to overstimulate you, but he’s glad he did. your hair is scattered all over the pillow and your face, a tiny stand even in your mouth. your lips are all pouty and sore from the heavy making out you two did earlier. and lastly, he stares at the marks all over you. from your neck and tits, down to your waist and thighs. his hips stutter, little grunts falling out from his mouth.

he splurts out into your pussy, the white liquid gushing onto the sheets below. he huffs, pulling out of you completely. “oh my damn.” he sighs, kissing your cheek sweetly and moving to watch his seed seep out of your swollen cunt. you pout like a puppy and reach an arm out for him. he smiles, sitting up to let you rest on him. after a few moments of loving silence, he asks, “was it too much?” with a tiny chuckle. you grin, tiredly whispering back, “mm yeah but it felt kinda good in a way.” he plays with your hair, allowing you to rest for a few minutes before you two go in the shower. “i didn’t even do it on purpose.” he giggles, looking down at you just to see your eyes shut and mouth closed.

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[patscorner]

COMING SOON...

wc: 104

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It didn’t take long for Angel to figure out something was changing. His foster parents were a lot more distant lately, so them telling him that they were divorcing wasn’t really a shock. What did surprise him, is finding out that his foster mom was taking him back to her hometown, which also happened to be his hometown.

So, Angel Dawson, his foster mom, Hannah Emerson, and her new boyfriend, Mark Connors, make their way back to the place Angel was born. Somerville, Massachusetts.

Friends and enemies are made, and secrets are revealed, but in the finale, it all ends with a Lovers Hatchet.

(I'm so excited for this series. You guys have no idea.)

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[lexisecretaccx]

Ooo y’all ain’t ready for thisssssss (new series leak⁉️)

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[thesturniolos]

@freshsturns this made my tummy flip

[freshsturns]

Can you do snaps from bestie Nick but you and Matt have been dating for more than a year? Please😄

snaps from bestie nick but matt is your bf!

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: bestie!nick sturniolo x fem!reader x bf!matt sturniolo

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: sorry took me a while to do this i’ve just been very busy! hope u enjoy ml

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of vomit.

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[hysteria-things]

I absolutely adore your writing like omg. could you do like a little blurb or something about chris and how much he loves physical touch and kissing? details and super cutesy!

thank you love <33

BEDTIME

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: this happens every night with your boyfriend when going to bed.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none! just FLUFFY :)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 339

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: just something before i clock into work😔

moonlight shone through the window, the curtains swaying from the wind.

you shift below the weight that’s on top of you, groaning in the process. “chris.” you mumble.

this boy kisses you everywhere. your cheeks, your forehead, your collarbone, your shoulder, your neck, and your lips.

his mouth feels warm on your skin, tingling whenever it makes contact.

physical touch will always be chris’s love language. you can’t remember a time where he wasn’t touching you in some way at all times. it could be holding your hand/waist, or it could be as simple as looping his finger in your belt loop.

kiss after kiss after kiss, he finally stops and lays next to you, wrapping his arms tight around you. “are you done?” you ask jokingly.

he smiles lazily, eyes closed while he nuzzles himself further into your side. “mhm.”

placing your book down, you slowly (and carefully) unwrap the arms around your waist, placing them quietly onto the bed.

you get up, but a hand softly grabs your wrist. you almost trip from the stop, looking down at a still-sleeping chris. “stay.” he grumbles.

“i have to pee,” you announce, his arms now engulfing your legs.

“please?” he whines, eyes starting to open.

you sigh, taking his arms off of you and kneeling to stroke his hair. he stares at you with sleepy eyes, and you smile. “i’ll be back, i promise.”

chris mumbles incoherently, closing his eyes once again and puckering his lips out for you to kiss him.

you do, before squeezing his hand and letting go to go to the bathroom and do your business.

not even two minutes later, you flush the toilet and come back out to the shared bedroom. getting comfy in bed, a weight rolls on top of you and snuggles into you tight.

rolling your eyes playfully, you take your fingers and run them through the brunette locks. the sound of your heartbeat soothes chris; his steady breathing helps you flutter your eyes closed.

this is your bedtime routine.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[vanteguccir]

── ୨୧ !　𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗠𝗘

　　　　　　　　𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Y/N and Matt love each other, but don't seem to have the courage to declare themselves; OR, where Matt belongs to Y/N but can't seem to understand it.

WARNING: Crying, unrequited love, angst (with a happy ending).

REQUESTED?: Yes, by @freshsturns

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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It was a typical fall morning in Boston, with golden leaves dancing in the wind and the fresh scent of coffee wafting through the air. Y/N walked down the familiar street, her steps synchronized with the rapid beat of her heart, her mind full of possibilities of how to break the news; she would spend three months at her father's house, as her mother needed to travel for work continuously during that short period.

Her eyes fell on the Sturniolo's house, where the triplets, Matt, Nick, and Chris, had lived since they were teenagers.

A mixture of feelings invaded her whenever she passed by.

She and the triplets have been inseparable since childhood. They grew up together, shared secrets, laughs, and unforgettable moments. But there was something deeper between Y/N and Matt, something she held deep in her heart and feared revealing.

Matt was the middle brother out of the three, with his dark hair and piercing dead blue eyes that seemed to read her soul. He was Y/N's confidant, the one with whom she shared her most intimate dreams and her deepest fears. But there was a secret she never dared to confess: her love for him.

As Y/N walked towards the Sturniolo's house, she felt her heart beating wildly. She knew she would see Matt soon, and that thought made her nervous and excited at the same time. They saw each other every day, but each meeting was like a new chapter in an endless book.

Upon entering the cozy home, Y/N was greeted with warm smiles and affectionate hugs from Jimmy and Mary Lou. Matt, with his captivating gaze and worn-out jeans, stared at her eyes for a brief moment. A shiver ran down Y/N's spine, but she quickly looked away, fearing he might read her feelings in her gaze.

Throughout that day, Y/N and Matt shared conversations like they always did while spending time together, lost in their own bubble of happiness. The sound of their laughter echoed through the cold streets, filling the air with a contagious energy, enjoying the last minutes together before the girl had to go far away.

Matt's hair was messed up by the wind, attracting her attention, who glanced at him, lost in her thoughts. She wondered if he could hear her frantic heartbeat every time he smiled when his hair got in his mouth.

But there was a palpable tension between the two, an invisible elephant in the room that neither dared to address.

At night, when Y/N finally returned home, she sat on her bed and let the tears fall silently while preparing herself to pack her bags. She wondered if she would ever have the courage to confess her feelings to Matt or if she would continue hiding them forever.

Meanwhile, across the street, Matt was lying in his own bed, lost in thoughts about Y/N. He wondered if she could ever feel the same way about him. If she could look at him with the same love-filled eyes that he always cast her way. But the fear of ruining their friendship prevented him from taking any action.

Thus, the two friends remained trapped in a painful impasse, their hearts connected by invisible strings that neither of them dared to break.

Y/N hoped that the next three months would do something good for her.

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Time had passed too fast, and soon, Y/N was back in Boston. The sun shone high in the summer sky as the girl left her house that morning, leaving her unopened suitcase to organize later, the birds chirped happily along with the frantic beats of her heart, yearning to see her best friends again.

For some reason, she knew something was different, that something had changed, but she wasn't prepared for what she would find when she met with him that afternoon.

Upon arriving at the brothers' house, Y/N was greeted by a strange silence, even with the cheerful voice of Mary Lou - who greeted her happily at the front door.

Y/N quickly found Matt sitting on the couch, next to a blonde girl, with long straight hair and an artificial smile on her lips. She was the complete opposite of Y/N in every possible way.

She felt a pang of discomfort when she saw Matt so close to that girl, her heart clenching when she noticed the brunette's arm around her shoulders, knowing the inevitable; Matt had met his perfect - or not - match.

She tried to push those feelings away and tried to convince herself that she was happy for him, but the truth was that a wave of sadness washed over her and found home in her heart.

Matt's new girlfriend, who introduced herself as Tiffany, looked at Y/N with a look of superiority, as if she was sizing her up and down. She emanated an aura of arrogance and pretension that made Y/N feel out of place and inadequate almost instantly.

Her slender and tall body was shaped by a mini skirt and a tank top that hugged her tiny waist perfectly, her feet covered in sparkling high heels - too much for a normal day in Boston -, Y/N feeling suddenly uncomfortable about the large t-shirt that covered her entire upper body.

As she watched Matt and Tiffany together, Y/N felt a tumultuous mix of emotions. The sounds of the video game coming from the television and Nick and Chris' excited screams echoing muffledly into her ears as she noticed how Matt hadn't looked directly at her eyes, not even once.

She wondered if he had really forgotten her so easily, if their friendship no longer meant anything to him. She felt betrayed and abandoned, as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out without warning.

As the day progressed, Y/N tried to keep herself occupied with the other two brothers, trying to push away the painful thoughts that threatened to consume her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake the vision of Matt and Tiffany together, acting like they were the perfect couple.

She was so different from what Y/N imagined Matt's type to be.

When it was finally time to go home, Y/N said goodbye to Matt with a forced smile on her lips. She tried to hide the pain in her eyes, trying to appear indifferent to the fact that he had found someone new. But deep down, she knew that it had changed everything between them both, and nothing would ever be the same as it was.

As she walked home, Y/N felt tears streaming down her face. She felt lost and confused, not knowing how to deal with the new reality that was opening up before her.

She wondered if Matt would ever see that she was the right girl for him, that he belonged with her.

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The restaurant was buzzing with the sound of excited voices and cutlery clattering against plates. Matt, Y/N, Nick, and Chris were sitting at a table in the corner, enjoying a quiet lunch together after weeks of not hanging out as a group.

"Matt, can we talk?" Y/N began as she noticed Chris and Nick immersed in a random topic. Her voice was soft but filled with concern, her eyes trying to decipher the storm of emotions that seemed to cross the brunette's face.

"Of course, Y/N. What do you want to talk about?" Matt nodded, his gaze meeting hers momentarily, before lowering it back to his plate, a fake smile resting on his face.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to express what she was feeling.

"I couldn't help but notice how things have changed between us lately. Ever since you started... dating Tiffany, it seems like we're more distant."

"I know, Y/N. I'm sorry that I've been distant. It's just... Tiffany is complicated. She's very different from... Well, it doesn't matter." Matt spoke in a low tone, looking embarrassed as his hands nervously played with the metal cutlery.

Before Y/N could respond, Matt's phone started ringing, interrupting the conversation, and catching the attention of Nick and Chris, who stopped what they were saying and looked at them with interest. Matt huffed out an apology before looking at his cell screen, frowning as he read Tiffany's flashing name.

"Sorry, Y/N. I really need to take this." Matt said, quickly getting up from the table and taking a few steps away to answer the call, ignoring the worried looks his brothers were sending him.

Y/N watched as Matt spoke on the phone, his face tense and worried. She could hear Tiffany's muffled screams on the other end of the line, and a knot formed in her stomach as she realized the argument was about her, her name escaping the boy's lips more times than expected.

She could feel Nick and Chris's gazes burning into the side of her head, and she knew they wanted to say something, but her attention was too focused on Matt to try and get information out of the pair.

As the argument continued, Y/N observed in detail Matt's reactions, the lines of tension on his t the clenched fists at his side. She could feel the anguish he was experiencing.

When Matt finally hung up the phone, he returned to the table with a tired look in his eyes, his teeth biting down hard on his bottom lip, as if he was in an internal struggle between what to do and what not to do. He looked at Y/N, as if he was about to say something, but then looked away, unable to find the words.

Y/N quickly reached out to touch his hand, a small show of silent support, a frown full of worry taking her expression.

"Matt, hey, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just..." Matt nodded, a weak smile playing on his lips, the same one that Y/N saw every day since he started dating Tiffany, but so different from the one that was directed to her three months before. "I just need to sort some things out with Tiffany." He cleared his throat quickly, tearing his eyes away from her and focusing them on his brothers. "Can you guys keep going without me? I really need to go."

"If I say no, it won't change what you think, so do whatever you want, Matt." Chris shrugged, his gaze rigid like never seen before by Y/N.

She tried to meet Nick's eyes, searching for some kind of explanation, but all she saw was sadness and worry.

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Night was falling over Boston when Matt left Tiffany's house, his heart heavy and his mind turbulent. The rain, like a perfect background actor, fell in torrents, mixing with the tears that ran down his face as he walked aimlessly through the wet streets, having left his car in the hands of Chris - the one who knew most about driving after himself.

The boy allowed his feet to take him where they wanted to go, his vision blurred, and his mind too confused to decide anything at that moment, his heart screaming for refuge.

And that's how he found himself standing in front of Y/N's house, his safe haven in the midst of the storm that had been his life since he could remember.

With a heavy heart, the brunette walked to the side wall outside of the two-story house, his blue eyes only seeing the window that he already knew very well. Agilely, Matt quickly climbed the expanse of concrete, the lighting from the girl's room helping and guiding him.

The sound of light knocks against the closed glass echoed through the room, and it was and understandment to say that Y/N was surprised to see Matt outside her room, hanging from her window, drenched from the rain and with eyes red from crying.

The girl quickly shot up from her seat on her pretty made-up bed, running towards him and opening the window in seconds, her hands working on pulling him inside the cozy and warm room, wrapping him in a comforting hug, ignoring the feeling of his wet clothes against her dry and warm pajamas.

"Matt, what happened? Why are you here like this? What...?" Y/N asked frantically, worried. She pulled back a few inches, rubbing her left hand over Matt's cold arm, while her right worked on brushing away the soggy strands of hair that stuck to his forehead and cheeks.

"I broke up with Tiffany." His voice sounded choked and hoarse from crying, his lips trembling without a pause. "I finally realized how toxic she was being, and I couldn't go on like this anymore. I didn't-" A sob broke through his throat, his eyes closing tightly as his hands gripped Y/N's bent elbow, seeking some stability.

Y/N watched him with compassion, stroking the cold skin of his face gently with the tip of her right fingers. She felt like screaming from seeing him in such a state, her heart hurting as if someone was squeezing it with their bare hands.

She wondered how he couldn't see that she was the right one for him, not Tiffany. She knew all his favorite songs, the movies he loved, the places he dreamed of visiting. She was the only one who truly understood him, who knew his deepest dreams, fears, and hopes.

Over the years, Y/N has been by Matt's side through every important moment in his life. She watched him grow, face challenges, and overcome obstacles. She was the person he went to in the middle of the night when he needed someone to talk to, the voice that made him laugh when he was about to cry.

And yet, even with all this intimacy and deep connection, Matt didn't seem to realize what was right in front of him. He continued to seek love and validation elsewhere, ignoring the fact that Y/N was always there, waiting for him with an open heart.

And because of that, he got hurt. Again.

"Oh darling, I'm so sorry. Come here, sweet boy." Y/N asked in a gentle whisper, guiding him to her bed in slow steps.

"N-no, I'm going to wet your whole bed." Matt muttered between sniffles, his right hand gripping her arm gently while his left one rubbed his eyes angrily, trying to stop the tears from continuing to flow.

"It's okay, I don't mind, honey." The girl insisted, helping him sit on the edge of the mattress next to her pillow while moving his hand away from his face, preventing him from hurting himself. "Stay here, I'll go get a towel. I think I still have some of your clothes too."

While Matt vented between sobs about his problematic relationship with Tiffany, Y/N listened attentively, moving around the room behind her hairdryer, clean towels and pieces of clothing that the brunette had left there when he visited her house.

She could feel the pain and anguish he was feeling, and she was determined to be there for him, no matter how much her heart burned to see him suffer for another girl.

The girl quickly found everything she needed, beginning the task of wiping Matt's wet, dark hair with the fluffy towel and wiping away the raindrops from his skin, her body standing stiffly between the boy's legs, being careful not to cross any barrier he had placed between the two of them.

As Matt spoke and Y/N advised him, she could feel his blue eyes fixed on her face, his hands too close to her legs as she finished drying him, feeling her cheeks burn like fire, knowing for sure that they were as red as the color itself.

"Y/N, there's something I need to tell you." Matt whispered, his tone low - as if he didn't want to burst the bubble that seemed to surround them - but still echoing throughout the room with force. "I only started dating Tiffany because... because I was trying to get you out of my mind."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, her hands stopping their movements abruptly, the wet towel feeling heavy on her skin. The girl stared at the wall behind Matt for a few seconds, processing what he had said before finally looking at him, all the words caught in her throat as tears glistened in her eyes.

What?

"I know it was wrong, and I'm so sorry." Matt continued, his voice strained as his eyes seemed to search hers desperately. “But I realized that no matter how hard I tried, I could never forget you. Because... because I love you, Y/N. Since the first day I met you, I have loved you. Every time I close my eyes, it's your face that I see. You're always in my thoughts, in my dreams, everywhere, and nothing I tried could make you disappear."

Y/N's heart raced in her chest a mile a minute as Matt's words echoed in her mind. An overwhelming mix of happiness and relief filling her veins at finally hearing the words she had waited for so many years.

"Matt, this is..." Y/N shook her head as an easy smile spread across her face automatically. "I love you too." She confessed, her voice almost a whisper, lowering her face, her eyes finally meeting his electrifying ones, feeling as if they were piercing her soul, which now, exposed, no longer had a barrier to hide her true feelings. "I love you more than I ever thought possible to love anyone."

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makeout sessions with chris that get a lil heated heheheh

✮ MAKING OUT WITH BFF!CHRIS

disclaimer: alcoholic consumption, drug usage, nsfw, heavy petting, dry humping, implications of going further.

you and chris had a not-so-complicated complex relationship. the two of you were best friends, but there was always a hint of something more creeping in the background. the two of you fully crossed the line one night after a few too many drinks at a party that landon had thrown at some random place.

the two of you stumbled up the stairs, seeking peace and quiet in an empty room, and the way the soft lighting from the bedside lamp enhanced your features had him staring at you in a way he found himself staring at you way too many times before. but there was something different this time, you were reciprocating the look in his eyes. and before he knew it, his lips were slotting over yours, kissing you with such a force of emotion, you felt like you were floating. and the way he nudged your legs apart with his knee, pressing against your clothed cunt, had you rolling your hips against it, needing more.

the next time he kissed you, you were both sober, and he was desperate to feel your lips on his in the middle of a movie night that nick had invited you to, only for him to pass out five minutes in. and without nick asking questions every five minutes, chris had access to your full attention. and he was quick to use it to his advantage. his hands grasped at your hips, tugging you into his lap as his lips molded perfectly with yours, the two of you smiling against each other’s lips as his hands slid beneath the hoodie of his that you wore, his thumbs brushing over your hardening nipples, loving the way you keened into his touch. but the bliss was cut short as you both heard the garage door open, signalling that matt was home.

the third time he kissed you, he was high out of his mind, the blunts that you two had shared going straight to his head, both of them. and he needed to kiss you again. he realized that once he had kissed you for the first time, he needed to feel your lips against his all the time. and he made sure to kiss you every chance he could. and kissing you while felt unreal, and he was sure to take it further, and the feeling of your walls hugging him so deliciously tight, every inch of him buried deep inside you, he didn’t know if he’d every get enough of it.

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[muwapsturniolo]

✯Snaps between simp!chris and hard to get black!reader ✯

WARNINGS: mentions of sex, one snap from nick.

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gush

content: matt sturniolo x brat!reader, nsfw, 18+, dry humping

"mmm.." you quietly whine, pressing your lips against one another. matt's gaming chair rocks back and forth with him sitting on it calmly-- and you sitting on him. your legs rock on either side of your boyfriend's right leg while he pays you no mind, playing video games on his computer. through your naughty sheer panties, your arousal drools onto matt's denim covered knee. you hump your hips harder on him, your head slightly thrown back. his forearm grips your waist, one hand occupied with his mouse and the other clicking keys on the keyboard. the boy's eyes quickly dart down before smugly grinning at the wet patch forming on his favorite pair of jeans. "getting yer gush everywhere, babe." he teasingly chuckles.

your half lidded eyes roll back annoyedly while your fingers curl on matt's shoulders. you huff and mewl, leaning towards his face to kiss his jaw and cheek. he hums nonchalantly, turning his head to grant you space to give him marks. you smirk cheekily, biting and sucking on the skin. he licks his teeth, wishing he could push you onto the bed and shove his dick inside those pretty walls.

but unfortunately for the both of you, you weren't very well behaved today. your naughty mouth led to punishment-- though you weren't supposed to enjoy it. he's probably still being too nice, letting you rut your puffy cunt all over him like a slut. "please.." you whimper against his cheek. he mockingly coos at your tear stained face before reverting his attention away from you again. "i want your dick baby." you huff, nuzzling your face into his shoulder, pressing your hips down lower with a little whine. matt shrugs plainly. until you've regained your senses and remember that he's the boss and beg on your knees like a good little whore for his cock, he'll just have to deal with your "gush" staining his pants.

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[lexisecretaccx]

I feel like writing a smut

(The roomate Chris is like y/n’s old bully and virgin Matt is y/n’s bsf for context)

I also will probs write whatever option isn’t picked and post it for a filler if I’m inactive yk💙🧡

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