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like a pornstar pt. 2 | c.s. |

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: pt. 2 to this freak show ;)

warnings: smut; unprotected p in v; oral (fem receiving); fingering; squirting; a lil overstimulation; toaster strudel vibes; dirty talk; 18+

notes: lets get horny!!

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With a frustrated slam of the heavy wooden door, I made my presence known to the entire Sturniolo household as I stormed up the steps. It was late, the house settled into the hazy blue darkness of New England winter, and if I didn’t know that Jimmy and Mary-Lou were away for the weekend I would have felt bad for my noisy arrival. But I was pissed off, my body seething with angry heat as I stomped up the stairs to the upper floor — frustrated tears welling in my eyes as I headed for Chris’s closed bedroom door.

Without knocking I barged in, my sudden entrance causing Chris to startle in his gaming chair. “Jesus Y/n,” He slid his headset off of his ears and let it fall around his neck, “You scared the shit out of me.” I huffed, my eyebrows knit together in simmering anger as I stormed over to his bed, throwing myself face-down in the middle of the soft mattress like a starfish. “No offence because I’m happy to see you and all but…what are you doing here?” Chris’s slightly concerned voice carried a hint of subtle amusement. “It’s way too early for you to be back from the bar, especially since you told me the Carson Smith was there.”

Hearing the name of the man I had wasted two weeks of my life fawning over on Chris’s tongue sent a new wave of uncharacteristic anger through my body, eliciting a deep-seeded groan from my lips; muffled by the fact that I had buried myself in the comforter. Noting my vexation, Chris chuckled before speaking softly into the mic, “Getting off Nate”. I heard him shuffle for a moment before the mattress shifted slightly under me, and his hand on my arm let me know that he had sat down beside me. “I’m guessing it didn’t go well?”

“He’s a dud!” I shouted into the bed, exasperated. I was still reeling from the disastrously mid interaction I had just escaped from. Although my reaction was completely serious, Chris didn’t seem to think so as he continued to chuckle beside me. “I don’t get it, you were down horrendous for him legit two hours ago. What happened?” Sighing, I finally pulled myself out of my sorrow for a moment to turn and face my best friend — noting the amused grin pulling at the corner of his lips.

“He fucking came, IN HIS PANTS CHRIS,” Just speaking about the pitiful events of my night was causing my blood to boil again. “And I hadn’t even touched him yet!” I noticed the corner of Chris’s lips twitching, a sure sign that he was fighting back hysterical laughter. “We were literally just kissing by the bar for no more than FOUR MINUTES and the motherfucker jizzed his pants in public!” My face contorted into a disgusted expression as I remembered the feeling of the hot fluid soaking through his pants onto my leg and the immediate disappointment that had followed. “AND THAT’S NOT ALL,” Chris’s eyes widened from my never-ending fury. “After he came, he smiled proudly, kissed me on the forehead, AND FUCKING TOLD ME HE WAS GOING HOME! All before I could even finish my first fucking drink.”

I was shaking with anger and frustration, and the chore of re-telling my recently lived through nightmare drained me of all energy; causing me to collapse back onto the bed. Chris was silent beside me, and as I listened to my heart pound against the comforter I tried to ignore the other much more prominent pulse in between my legs. Suddenly, the bed began to shake, enticing me to pull my head back up from the comforter to find a chuckling Chris. “It’s not fucking funny asshole,” I spat, gently swiping his comforting hand off of my arm, “I had really high hopes for him.”

And, what I chose not to share with Chris was that I had been in the middle of a painfully long dry spell. Ever since my last visit to LA, in fact. After Chris spent that trip proving to me over and over that I could cum like a pornstar, I had been sure that my curse was broken and could put it into practice once I got back home to Boston. But, that was nearly six months ago, and I had yet to find a guy who I was interested in enough to put my new-found ability to the test. That was until I met Carson Smith, a gorgeous Harvard guy who just so happened to grab my attention. I had been so sure that he would know what he was doing, so I stupidly allowed myself to get my hopes up. The night was going well, and I stayed optimistic right up until that final, debilitating moment as his cock twitched against my knee.

“Hey, take it as a compliment,” Chris couldn’t control his laughter beside me, “You’re hot as shit, can’t blame the guy for getting a little too worked up.” I shot him a venomous glare. “Then why the fuck didn’t he invite me back to his place?” Chris’s lips thinned and his gaze drifted to a space just above my head. “Yeah, that’s kinda crazy,” Tentatively, he placed his hand back on my arm, giving it a gentle squeeze, “Maybe he was just embarrassed?”

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms on the mattress before slamming my head back down. “Why are you trying to make excuses for the guy? What happened to your philosophy that no girl should go without satisfaction?” I grumbled into the mattress, forcing away the thoughts of what could have been — the way that I know my body could have melted like butter if only he had given it the chance. I felt so touch deprived that I wanted to cry, even the slightest shift of my pants caused my swollen clit to throb.

“Oh, that’s still my philosophy,” Chris murmured, and I shivered slightly as he ran a hand gently through my hair, “I’m sorry he disappointed you, but how do you expect me to be mad at the guy when he literally sent you running to me.” His words grabbing my attention, I slowly lifted my head once again from the mattress, turning to face my best friend. “What?” I asked, scanning his relaxed demeanour; far from what it should be after uttering his last phrase. With an amused smile, he gently jostled my arm. “C’mon kid, I know you’re hurting down there,” His voice was playful, the same as it always had been throughout our lives.

His hand traveled from my arm up to my cheek, where his thumb brushed delicately against my hot skin. Noting my shocked expression and inability to reply, he continued. “I’m your friend, let me help you now like I’ve helped you before.” His voice had lowered slightly, the tone and the meaning behind his words causing my stomach to tighten. I noticed that my breath was hitching in my dry throat, and a pool of warm arousal had collected in my panties as I stared up at him inquisitively.

“You sure?” I asked him, tilting my head slightly as my heart began to race in anticipation. Chris smirked, letting his hand travel slowly down my spine until it reached the dimples on my lower back where he let it rest suggestively. “Oh I’m sure,” He scooted closer to me on the bed, bracing his weight on his free arm so that he was level with my face, “What kind of friend would I be if I let you go to sleep feeling like this?”

His rhetorical question sat heavy in the air between us, going unanswered as my eyes focused on his lips just inches from mine. My breathing was erratic, his offer enough to rouse me into that same animalistic need I had felt when I visited him in LA. It was only now, in this moment, that I realized that even after those six months, my body craved his touch above all else. It was silly of me to think that anyone, even Carson, could make me feel the way Chris had on that trip. He hadn’t just broken the curse — he was the magic potion.

His lips inched closer to my own until I could breathe in the familiar taste of him. I stayed perfectly still, but inside my body was so alive — vibrating with untethered need. My eyes were glued to his lips as they parted slightly, and just as they brushed against my own in a cautious whisper, I released a whiney breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

“Touch me Chris.”

My request was oozing with desire, and he didn’t hesitate before accepting it. He exhaled through his nose before sliding down my limp body; dropping an open mouthed kiss against my exposed lower back. Goosebumps littered my skin as his hands meticulously worked at unzipping my jeans. “Stay where you are,” He whispered when I attempted to help him slide my jeans down my trembling legs, taking his time in peeling the rigid material over my ankles and dropping them to the floor.

In nothing but my thong, I trembled under his gaze, dying to feel his hands on me. I felt the mattress shift as Chris lifted himself off of the bed, and I felt his hands on each of my burning hot thighs as he now stood behind me. He used his grip on my legs to urge me to bend my knees and I melted into his touch, arching my back so that my thin panties were the only barrier between him and my exposed core. Chris hooked his fingers into the thin waistband of my thong, and very slowly pulled the fabric down my legs; discarding them alongside my jeans.

A soft moan fell from my lips from the combination of the cool air hitting my dripping wet core and his large hands massaging my fleshy ass. Using his hold on me, he gently spread me apart to assess the damage — the sticky sounds of my folds separating for him making the room heavy with eroticism. He let out a breathy moan at the sight, “Just as pretty as I remember.” Growing antsy, I shifted on my shaky knees and released a soft whine. “Chris—please,” I breathed weakly, my mind hazy with anticipation so drastic I was in pain, “It’s been so long.”

Chris’s hands massaged by burning skin. “How long?” He questioned, his voice thick with intrigue. Craning my neck so that I could look up through my lashes at his gorgeous frame standing behind me, I chewed on my bottom lip before replying in a low whisper. “Since LA.” His eyes widened in slight shock before he ran his pink tongue along his lips in desire. “That’s…fucked up,” Chris’s voice was low and absent-minded as he dropped to his knees behind me; his eyes never leaving my glistening core just inches from his hungry lips. “Shoulda told me,” He placed an open-mouthed kiss to my quivering inner thigh, “I woulda flown back to Boston sooner.”

I arched my back even more, my cunt desperately searching for his taunting mouth. I felt a bead of arousal drip from my pulsing entrance down my leg, and a shiver moved along my spine at the feeling of his warm tongue indulgently swiping it away. “So sweet,” He breathed against my skin as my juices dissolved against his tongue, and I gasped as his parted lips wrapped themselves around my aching core at last. His tongue swirled against my begging hole, drinking up my arousal with a satisfied groan — its vibrations reverberating against my sensitive nerves and causing my hips to buck.

I writhed as he took his time reacquainting himself within my folds, his hands held me steady as his tongue slowly made its way to my bundle of nerves. His mouth suctioned to my clit, creating a vacuum seal as his tongue flicked exquisitely against the swollen bud, and I released a guttural cry into the mattress from the weight of six months of sexual frustration being lifted off of me by the one man who had the power to do it. I lost control of my hips as I began rolling them against him — his tightened grip on my ass and his muscular, flattened tongue encouraging me to fuck myself against his eager face.

“F-fuck Chris,” I whimpered, overwhelmed from the foreign pleasure radiating through my veins. The slick sounds of my pussy sliding against his tongue filled the room, and was only muted by the sharp slap of Chris’s possessive hand colliding with my ass. Groaning erotically, his fingers dug so far into my skin I was sure they would leave bruises — as though this grip alone was what was grounding him to reality. “Feels s-so — shit! — feels so g-good,” I relished in the shockwaves that reached from my clit all the way to my fingertips, death-gripping the mattress beneath me.

With my cunt still grinding pathetically against his face, Chris inched one of his hands closer and closer to my core, until — with a satisfied sigh — his thumb slipped into my drenched entrance. A gasp fell from my lips at the sensation, and I began riding his face with a new-found fervour. He moaned against me once again, losing himself in the feeling of my spongey walls flexing around his curved thumb. His erotic noises flooded my ears, acting as a confirmation of his sheer passion for consuming my frustration.

I felt that familiar ache begin to grow incessantly in my lower stomach, sending a shockwave of nerves down my spine. A whine escaped my lips from the growing pressure — urging me to crumble yet feeling far too overwhelming to accept. It had been so long since I had felt this way, and as my body temperature began to increase — casting a bright pink flush along my sensitive skin — I felt the barrier between myself and my orgasm going up.

In my overwhelmed state, I lost the ability to ride his tongue so Chris reattached his mouth to my clit. Whines slipped from my lips incessantly, and although I was fighting against my mind, my body began trembling from the pressure. Noticing this, Chris’s tongue began flicking against my nerves with more urgency. I felt my desperation to fall apart grow to an inebriating state, causing a long string of moans to fall from my lips.

Reading my tone and body language, Chris detached his warm mouth from my nerves and snaked his arm around my waist; using his long fingers to circle my clit vigorously as he leaned over my back. “You needa cum Y/n,” He whispered, his voice ragged and breathless as he continued to work me. I felt tears prick in the corner of my eyes, feeling the same frustration as I had six months ago. “C-can’t d-do it,” I whined, my brain and body battling one another.

“Yes you can,” His words were filled with determination as he gently grabbed my hair, using his grip to pull me up off of the bed so that my back was flush against his front. His consistent movements against my clit never wavered as his other hand traveled down my feverish body, stopping once it reached my dripping core. I cried out as he plunged two curled fingers into my pulsating heat, and my ears began to ring as he worked my struggling body.

“Come on baby, come on,” He growled into my ear vehemently, his commitment to pushing me over the edge palpable in the thin space between us. His ravaging fingers curled right into the pressure in my stomach, causing my brain to muddle and legs to shake. I reached behind me, grabbing onto his muscular neck for support as my body became weak under his touch. “You know you can do it baby,” He whispered, catching my earlobe between his teeth and nibbling gently, “Let go.”

Letting my head fall against his chest, I released a string of animalistic moans as his words penetrated my mind — breaking down that barrier and allowing my orgasm to crash down onto me. I lost control of my body as I convulsed between his magical hands, the built-up pressure between my legs exploding into a rush of resonating pleasure. I felt my cunt squeeze his fingers as I let my orgasm overtake me, digging my nails into his neck as incoherent curses fell from my lips. Through blurry vision I looked between my shaky legs, watching in awe as my body took control and I squirted against his working hands; creating a dark puddle on his bed sheets.

Groaning in satisfaction, Chris pulled his soaked fingers from my core — slipping them between my parted lips as he continued circling my clit through my high. My eyes fluttered shut from the erotic taste of my own juices on my tastebuds; from the weight of his pruned fingers against my tongue. I allowed myself to relax into the slowly dying waves of pleasure, his fingers anchoring me to reality and allowing my obsessive mind to numb.

Only once my moans turned into gentle gasps for breath did Chris pull his fingers from my clit. Turning me around as though I was a ragdoll, he engulfed my panting lips in a hungry kiss. A needy moan slipped from his mouth into mine as he guided me backwards on the bed until my back was pressed against the headboard. His hands slipped under my shirt, grabbing onto my waist as his thumbs swiped delicately against my pebbled nipples. I wrapped my legs around his waist, drawing him closer as his tongue flicked erotically into my mouth.

Chris rolled his hips against my bare heat, eliciting a sharp gasp from me as his bulge pressed zealously against my sensitive bud. Humming against my lips, he pulled away slightly to look down at me through hooded lids. “Got another one in you?” His words were breathless as he let his mouth travel down my cheek towards my neck. Nodding frantically, I pulled at the waistband of his sweats. “Y-yeah,” I replied, feeling my body respond to the thought of him inside me again.

At my confirmation, Chris hurriedly pulled his sweats down just enough to let his swollen cock spring free. I watched hungrily as it slapped against his stomach; leaving a small pool of pre-cum on his smooth skin. He fisted his length, pumping it a few times before lining it up with my trembling core. I shuddered as I felt its veins press against my nerves; whining at the feeling of him sliding it through my folds, sloppily gathering my arousal.

With a deep moan of relief, Chris wasted no more time before sliding his cock into my swollen cunt. I gasped at the nearly-forgotten pleasure of being split in half by him, a delighted shiver going down my spine. Once he bottomed out, he stayed still for a moment to allow me to adjust to his size just as he did the first time. Impatient, I began writhing under him, silently begging him to move. Noticing this, Chris wrapped one strong arm around my waist and raised the other to hold onto the headboard above me, before slowly driving his hips into me.

Short, raspy grunts slipped from his lips on each snap of his hips. Overwhelmed by the relief that came from his cock sliding in and out of my slippery cunt, I let out stuttering moans as my head slammed against the wall behind me. “M-my god,” I cried out, my fingers desperately laced throughout his damp curls. “This is what you needed, hmm?” Chris purred, hooded eyes cutting through me; taking in every erotic facial expression that shadowed my face. Nodding vigorously, I let out another girlish moan as his pace began to pick up — his length curling up into my swollen g-spot on each thrust.

“Y-yes,” I whined, eyes rolling back slightly from the waves of pleasure radiating throughout me. My gaze followed his to admire the sight of his thick cock disappearing inside of me — a thick layer of my slick, milky arousal coating it and collecting at its base. The sight affected him like it affected me, evident from the guttural moan that forced itself past his lips.

“You feel so fuckin’ good you know that? So goddamn tight.” His voice was thick with profound arousal, swollen lips dancing across my fluttering chest as he spoke. “Never,” He paused, letting out a poetic groan, “Never been in a pussy more addicting than yours.” His words shot straight to my core, causing him to hiss as my walls flexed around him.

The wet sounds of our bodies slapping against each other worked in harmony with the squeaks that fell from my lips. “M-missed your cock s-so bad,” I replied, tightening my legs around his hips as they slammed into me. He pulled my parted lips into a sloppy kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth haphazardly as he powered through his heightened arousal. “C-couldn’t stop th-thinking about it.” I admitted through fragile breaths.

My words caused his rhythmic thrusts to falter slightly, the naked vulnerability of them appeasing to his carnal side. His head dropped to my shoulder, biting down on the delicate skin as he tightened his grip around my waist. “You don’t even know how bad I’ve been dyin’ to feel you wrapped around me again,” His tongue swirled against my reddened skin as his pace began growing sloppier, “How bad I’ve wanted to watch you fall apart under m-me again.”

His breathing grew ragged, leaving warm condensation against my already burning flesh. I could feel his cock swell within me, filling me up and stimulating every part of my responsive centre. He was close, obviously grasping at his plummeting restraint. My glazed over eyes focused on a bead of sweat dripping down his temple as he pressed the pad of his thumb against my lower lip. Opening my mouth, I let him place it on my tongue before wrapping my lips around his salty flesh; sucking delicately.

A look of overwhelmed desire flashed across his features, his eyes glued to my pink lips as though he was caught in a trance. “Fuck Y/n,” He groaned, brows knitting together in what almost seemed like anguish as he popped his thumb out of my mouth and pressed it against my swollen clit. Gasping from the additional contact, I felt the overwhelming pressure begin to grow in my core for the second time. His eyes stayed set on my face, alert to the visible signs of my impending orgasm.

“Get there baby,” He cooed, his voice strained and underlined with desperation as his thumb moved in frayed circles against my trembling bundle of nerves. My jaw went slack from the intensity of his fingers and cock simultaneously driving me into shambles. “C-close,” I breathed out, barely capable of speech as my mind grew foggy with pleasure. An approving groan fell from his lips as his thrusts sharpened; doing all he could to push me towards the finish line.

My walls began to flutter uncontrollably around his strained cock, the sensation causing him to dig his fingers into my flesh. His zealous, purposeful movements pushed unintelligible moans from my parted lips. Instead of focusing on the urge to fight against the overwhelming swell of pleasure, I forced myself to relax — leaning into the titillating bliss that would soon take over all of my senses.

“G-gonna cum!” I cried out just as the overpowering waves of my second orgasm crashed down on me. My body grew rigid as electric shockwaves of pleasure surged through it, causing my legs to clamp around Chris’s shuddering waist as brutish moans slipped past my tongue. “Oh fuck,” Chris’s approval came out in an animalistic rumble against my skin as his forehead dropped to my chest. My cunt cinched around him, trembling and milking his fatigued cock. His thrusts grew weak and sloppy, hell-bent on fucking me through my high but losing the battle against his own.

A satisfying gush from my centre relieved the hot-blooded tension in my lower stomach as I squirted for the second time that night. Chris let out a sharp moan, the force of my release pushing his twitching length out of my core. “J-Jesus,” Caught in a moment of ecstasy, he wrapped his hand around his saturated cock, giving it a few erratic strokes before pressing the satin tip against my clit and, with a filthy, guttural moan, released thick ropes of hot cum; watching as the viscous liquid dripped down my folds — collecting into a creamy pool at my puckered core.

Throaty grunts fell from his open mouth as his hips bucked indulgently — his twitchy movements sending waves of electricity to my overstimulated clit. Once his cock stilled and our moans softened into sighs of relief, Chris leaned down, planting an appreciative kiss to the corner of my flushed mouth before letting his spent body fall onto the mattress beside me. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me into him so that my head was tucked into his comforting neck.

I closed my eyes for a moment, catching my breath as I listened to his rapid pulse against my ear; noticing that our heart rates steadied into matching beats as we fell into a mutual state of blissful contentment. After a few moments, Chris let out an amused chuckle. “What?” I asked, pulling my head from the crook of his neck and hazing down at his satisfied expression. “Carson Smith is a stupid man.” His eyes were bright as he smiled shamelessly up at me. I rolled my eyes, that name barely registering in my mind after what had just transpired.

“I don’t think it matters anyway,” I began, “I honestly think that,” I pointed at his semi-hard cock resting on his stomach, still glistening from our conjugated juices, “Is a magic wand.” A prideful smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth before he pulled my weakened frame on top of him. “I don’t know…” He dragged his words out as his hands traveled down my back and over the round curve of my ass, “How about we test out that theory one more time.”

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vanteguccir · 1 year ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ8 MINUTES OF CUTE MOMENTS * MATT STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where a fan made an 8-minute video with a compilation of Matt and Y/N being in love.

FEATURING　Matt Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　yes.

WARNINGS　::　none.

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

8 minutes of cute moments between Matt Sturniolo and his girlfriend, Y/N.

1st minute - "Trying Japanese snacks with our parents!!!":

The triplets were recording a video where they tried different snacks from Japan, and their parents were participating of it as guests, just like Y/N - which was nothing new, since the girl made at least a small appearance in every video from the triplets channel.

The six of them were around one side of the kitchen table, and all the snacks that would be used in the video rested on it. Y/N stood next to Mary Lou with her head resting on her shoulder, while the woman's left arm wrapped around her waist affectionately.

Matt was explaining to the camera about the snack they were going to eat next, when the girl raised her head slightly, pointing with her left hand at the only glass of water on the table, which was in front of Mary Lou.

"It's yours, right? Can I have a sip, please?" The girl asked her mother-in-law, receiving a big smile and a nod in response.

"Of course, go ahead!"

Y/N smiled back, picking the glass and taking a generous sip. Before she could take another one, Chris suddenly interrupted her, cutting off Matt's sentence.

"Someone's invisalign is in that water." Chris pointed to the glass, raising his eyebrows in surprise when he saw his sister-in-law drinking the water from there.

Y/N stopped her hand holding the glass in the air, her eyes widening comically as her cheeks puffed out in embarrassment.

"What?" Her voice came out high-pitched, her eyes going from Chris to the glass repeatedly.

"Oh my God, babe, it was mine!" Matt pointed out, a laugh escaping his mouth, followed by Mary Lou, who curved her spine slightly as she laughed, trying to apologize.

"Ew, ew, ew." Y/N mumbled repeatedly, dropping the glass on the table with a loud clinck. She began her steps towards the sink, ready to give her mouth a thorough rinse.

Her steps were interrupted by Matt, who lightly pulled her into his arms, hugging her from behind. His arms wrapped around her waist as he rested his chin on her head, an amused look still in his eyes.

Y/N let out a groan, trying to free herself from Matt's arms, wanting to clean her mouth.

"No need for all that, baby. You've had worse in your mouth." Matt threw, his voice loud enough for everyone there to hear.

Nick let out a dramatic scream, covering his ears with his hands quickly, a look of fear taking over his features. Chris's eyes widened momentarily before laughter escaped his mouth, followed by Jimmy, who patted Matt's shoulder. Mary Lou raised her eyebrows at the couple, shaking her head playfully.

Y/N opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes widening as she stopped fighting against his hold. She felt her face burn with embarrassment, her mind still processing what her boyfriend had just blurted out in front of his parents, siblings, and camera.

"Matt!"

"I'm kidding, baby. I'm sorry." Matt said, his tone full of amusement, showing that he wasn't sorry at all for what he said.

The brunette lowered his face, resting his right cheek on Y/N's right shoulder with his face toward her neck, sealing her jaw repeatedly, exhaling the natural scent of her skin as he tightened his arms around her, throwing a playful wink towards the camera.

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2nd minute - Silent treatment:

The triplets and Y/N were at Target buying the drinks that the boys would use in the channel's next video. Nick had his vlog camera in hand, recording bits of their little trip, just like they used to do.

The four of them had decided to split up to optimize their time, as Y/N needed to get some things that had run out at their house. With that, Y/N and Matt went one way, while Nick and Chris went the other.

At some point, Y/N approached Chris and Nick with a giant pout on her lips and arms crossed, her heavy steps against the floor drawing their attention.

"Uh oh, what happened?" Nick asked upon noticing her upset expression, focusing the camera lens on her face while frowning in confusion.

"Matt is ignoring me." Her pout deepened, her eyes dropping to the floor momentarily. "I just wanted to get a Diet Coke, but he said we would get that later and that the focus now was on the video stuff." She explained in a defeated tone. "But I said I felt like it, and he told me to stay quiet and just do what you said, and then he started ignoring me and giving me the silent treatment-"

The sound of approaching footsteps interrupted her, her eyes quickly looking up to the source of it, seeing Matt approaching with a basket with 10 cans of assorted drinks, and at least 15 cans of Diet Coke.

Y/N's eyes filled with tears when she saw him and what he had picked, lowering her crossed arms and watching him with hopeful eyes.

"Matt! What did we talk about giving the silent treatment when you're mad?" Chris raised his eyebrows, resting his hands on his waist in a playfully confrontational gesture.

The brunette rolled his eyes, completely ignoring him and approaching his girlfriend.

"I'm sorry, babe. It was childish of me to ignore you. But look, I got you a bunch of Diet Coke." Matt asked, lifting the basket with the cans before looking into Y/N's eyes, frowning in concern when he saw them teary. "Oh no, don't cry, pretty girl. I'm sorry."

Matt's tone was desperate, his hands dropping the basket onto the floor before wrapping around Y/N, pulling her into a tight hug. He pressed her head against his chest, lowering his own and sealing her temple for long seconds, whispering "I love you" repeatedly, pressing several kisses to the same spot.

"Ugh, how can you two be so disgusting even when you're fighting?" Nick's voice sounded from behind the camera, the lens shaking as he suddenly turned around, leaving that aisle and pulling Chris with him.

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3rd minute - Y/N's birthday:

It was Y/N's birthday, and at her own request, the celebration was being something small, just a little thing with her closest friends, at her house - which she shared with the triplets, one of them being her beloved boyfriend -, without alcoholic drinks, but with several different snacks and sweets, as well as a pink cake, heart shaped and covered in glitter.

It was time to sing the happy birthday song and Nick quickly fished his phone out of the back pocket of his baggy jeans, opening the camera and setting it to record, wanting to keep the memory forever.

"Baby, can you stay by my side?" Y/N asked in a low tone, her eyes focused on her boyfriend, Matt, as she was already standing behind the table in their kitchen.

The cake was in the center with two pink candles filled with pearls in the shape of her new age on top, surrounded by sweets and snacks, as well as several drinks filled with edible glitter and dishes in different shades of pink.

Matt smiled at her request, his cheeks taking on a reddish color in shyness and love, walking over to his girlfriend and positioning himself next to her, his arm wrapping around her waist automatically.

"Wait, let me light it." The brunette interrupted Y/N's next movements, who was ready to light the candles.

Matt quickly did so before straightening up, nodding as he heard everyone start singing the "Happy birthday" song, while clapping and smiling at the couple.

The boy tightened his arm around Y/N, lowering his head so that his lips approached the side of her forehead, sealing her skin for a long time while humming the song along with everyone.

"Happy birthday, pretty girl."

It was Y/N's birthday, but it was Matt who was getting an amazing gift for the fifth year in a row.

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4th minute - Guess the triplets by zoom in pics:

The triplets were finishing the video where they had limited time rounds to guess who it was in the photos shown, just by a small part of their body or face.

"Before we finish, we want to do something different. We'll call Y/N so she can play a round alone. But the trick is: we'll tell her that these are random photos of the three of us, but actually, we'll just show photos of me." Matt explained in a low tone, his face closer to the camera so that the lens captured his words, an eager smile decorating his face.

While the brunette talked to the lens, Chris did the job of calling Y/N and explaining what she would have to do, taking her into the frame after Matt finished speaking.

Y/N smiled slightly at the camera, waving quickly before sitting down in one of the two chairs set up behind the table, keeping her arms on the wooden surface and looking at the triplets expectantly.

"Okay, Y/N, are you ready?" Nick began, scrolling his thumb through the separate photos in a folder in his phone's gallery, before clicking on one. He zoomed in on an almost unrecognizable area, turning the device towards Y/N, showing her the screen. "Who's-"

"Matt." Y/N interrupted Nick abruptly, slamming her hand on the table right after, momentarily forgetting that she needed to tap there before saying the answer.

Chris raised his eyebrows from behind the camera, approaching Nick and looking at the photo quickly over his right shoulder, before taking the device from his hand and searching for the next picture, looking for one that was just as difficult.

"Okay, you got it right, but that one was too easy. Let's see something different." Chris smiled sideways, covering the phone screen with his free hand so that no one but himself could see what he was doing.

Matt rolled his eyes, smirking as his eyes met Y/N's, watching her cheeks take on a red hue under his intense gaze.

A few seconds later, Chris finally chose the photo, zooming in on the area most unlikely to be recognized before doing the same process as Nick, showing it to Y/N.

The girl looked at it for a few milliseconds before slamming the same hand on the table.

"Matt. Again." She smiled smugly, lifting her chin in the air in pride.

Matt let out a loud laugh, clapping his hands momentarily, entering the camera frame, and walking up to his girlfriend's back.

He leaned forward slightly, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and laying his head in the crook of her neck, before repeatedly kissing her cheek.

Y/N smiled in shyness at his loving gestures, feeling confused by the sudden actions.

"I said my girlfriend knew me as well as I knew myself." Matt spoke to his brothers behind the camera, smiling into the lens in excitement.

"Wait, was that a prank?"

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5th minute - "We bought the zoo for a day":

The triplets and Y/N were at the zoo for 24 hours, a way of thanking the fans of the Sturniolo Triplets channel for making them reach 6 million subscribers.

Y/N felt over the moon, having grown up with a huge passion for all types of animals, made her enthusiasm triple every time her eyes met a different animal, dangerous or not.

The four were in the zoo's tour car, accompanied by their guide, who stopped in front of certain groups of animals from time to time and briefly explained their species and main characteristics.

Nick and Chris, who were sitting in the seats behind the front ones, listened intently to the guide as they recorded themselves and their surroundings, often focusing the lens on the couple in the seats behind them, Y/N and Matt.

Matt nodded his head every few minutes, wanting to show the guide through the rearview mirror that he was listening to him and understanding his explanation, while his eyes fixed on each of the animals shown.

A huge smile decorated his face, accompanied by his pupils that seemed to shine bright. Y/N's right arm was around his waist, keeping him close.

Her hand caressed his covered skin lightly, gently squeezing it every time she felt him jump in place excitedly, or when he simply waved at the animals, whispering "hi" or "bye's".

God, how she loved him.

The camera, focused on Nick at the moment, captured the image of the two in the background, recording the cuteness of the couple, who seemed to be in candy land.

Y/N leaned into Matt's side from time to time, her pupils dilating as they ran over his excited, awe-like features. She sealed her lips over his cheeks and jaw every minute, whispering against his skin how much she loved him and adored seeing him that happy.

The girl also laid her head on Matt's right shoulder sometimes, squeezing her arm around him and pulling him closer - if that was even possible.

That only intensified Matt's happiness, who smiled so big that his eyes closed, shrugging his shoulders in shyness and enthusiasm.

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6th minute - Disgustingly cute:

Nick and Chris were in the living room as they spoke to the camera, explaining what they would do in that vlog, which would be posted next Wednesday.

Chris remembered that they had to call for Matt, commenting that the boy was still in his room and that they had been calling for him for over 20 minutes already.

Nick rolled his eyes, muttering something like "I don't know what I did to deserve this shit" in an ironic tone, walking quickly to Matt's bedroom door, turning the camera so that the lens captured the environment inside.

His free hand worked on turning the handle, pushing it quickly, hoping to give Matt a scare.

He just didn't expect to see Y/N still lying in bed - which left him confused, as he imagined that the girl would already be at the market, since there were some things that had run out on their house and she told him that she would get new ones while they were filming.

The girl was dressed in the clothes she would wear to go out, her makeup and hair done, and her face carrying a defeated expression. Meanwhile, Matt was lying on top of her, all of his weight against Y/N's body.

His face was buried in the crook of her neck, only the sight of curly brown hair apparent. His back rose and fell slowly, on the rhythm of his calm breath.

Matt's body was covered by the sweatshirt set he would be wearing for the video, and Nick quickly understood that they were ready for the day, Y/N about to leave, when Matt interrupted her for a lovey dovey session.

Y/N had her eyes closed and a smile resting on her face, seeming to dive into the moment. Her right hand was in Matt's hair, and her fingers threaded through his curls, massaging his scalp. While her left hand was on his back, traveling from his shoulders down to the small of his back, and back up again.

Every second, it was possible to see Matt moving his head slightly, and a sound of lips sealing against skin sounded throughout the room, making it clear that he was kissing Y/N's cheek or neck.

Whispers of "I love you" and sweet nothings were occasionally released from their lips.

"Matt, I'm going to fire you if you don't get up now and do your job." Nick's voice sounded like thunder between the four walls, scaring the couple.

Matt quickly sat down between Y/N's legs, turning towards the door with wide eyes, while Y/N opened her own eyes abruptly, her right hand flying to her chest, feeling her heart racing under her skin.

"You are crazy." Matt shook his head, moving to get up from the bed, casting a sad glance at Y/N, longing to return to her arms.

"And you guys are disgusting." Chris added, smiling roguishly, letting it know that it was a joke. "Y/N makes Matt a softie. She has him on a leash, I swear."

"Shut up, Chris."

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7th minute - Gamer boyfriend:

Y/N felt her shoulders heavy from the extremely busy day at work. All the tasks placed on her duty made her almost go completely insane, and all her body asked for was her bed and her boyfriend's arms.

So when she got home, the first thing she did was go up the stairs and enter her shared room with Matt, her movements almost robotic and automatic.

The sound of voices echoed low from one of the corners of the room, and Y/N quickly noticed that Matt was sitting in his gaming chair, his arms resting on the computer desk as he played one of his addictive games.

His eyes were fixed on his computer screen, his ears covered by the headphones from which the voices were coming from.

Y/N smiled slightly, feeling her heart warm by finally seeing her boyfriend. She quickly grabbed a set of the boy's sweatshirts and left the room, going to the bathroom, where she took a shower faster than usual - just wanting to be able to sleep as soon as possible - and got dressed.

As soon as the girl entered their bedroom again, she noticed Matt talking into the microphone of his headphones, and she quickly understood that he was streaming, probably with his brothers and on Twitch.

Y/N walked slowly towards her boyfriend, touching his right shoulder lightly, alerting him to her presence.

Without the two noticing, the chat went crazy from the moment the girl appeared in the frame. Miscellaneous comments about her or the two of them as a couple were sent so quickly that if Matt were watching them, he wouldn't be able to read any.

Matt lifted his head quickly, lowering the headphones so that it would hang around his neck, a big, bright smile appearing on his face as his pupils instantly dilated.

"Hi baby! I didn't notice you coming." The brunette's voice came out in a low tone, his eyes taking note of his girlfriend's tired expression and tense shoulders, his eyebrows almost automatically furrowing in concern.

"I arrived just now, I just came in to get some clothes so I could take a shower." Y/N whispered in response.

Matt smiled as he saw his own clothes covering his girl's body. The boy lifted his arms, encircling her waist and pulling her closer, sealing his lips lightly over her covered waist.

"Do you want to go to sleep?" The brunette asked, tilting his head back so he could see her face, ready to just turn off his streaming if she said yes.

"I do, but I want to be with you more." Y/N spoke, raising her right hand quickly, interrupting Matt before he could even consider stopping his streaming. "I don't want you to stop it... Can I just sit on your lap while you play?" Her tone was vulnerable, her tired eyes looking into Matt's expectantly.

"Of course, my love. Always." Matt quickly responded, nodding his head as he moved slightly away from the table with the help of the soles of his feet against the floor, opening his arms, waiting for his girlfriend to fit between them.

Y/N smiled in gratitude, positioning herself between his thighs before sitting on his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms hooking around his shoulders, getting comfortable.

She sealed her lips against his right cheek in a lingering kiss, stroking the soft skin with the tip of her nose, before laying her head in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily and finally closing her eyes.

Matt kissed the top of her head for some seconds, arranging his headphones against his own ears again, giving a shy smile to the camera.

His right hand traveled to the mouse, pressing play on the game again, while his left hand caressed Y/N's back, helping her get into dream land.

He felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment as he watched the chat go as fast as he thought it be possible, keeping his focus on the game.

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8th minute - "Trying and guessing 21 different drinks":

The triplets were recording the video that would be posted that Wednesday, where they had to try 21 different drinks - some that they are used to drinking every day, others that they have never even tasted - and guess what which one was.

Y/N was participating in the video as a special guest. She had a feeling she would do poorly at the task, since she wasn't used to drinking anything other than Diet Coke.

Nick had decided to leave her for last, telling her to rearrange the positions of all the drinks in each of the boys' rounds.

Soon, it was her turn. She cast a quick glance at Matt, concern and nervousness present in her expressions. The brunette just returned it with a quick wink, waving his hand as if to say "you can go", waiting for her to leave the kitchen so he could rearrange the drinks.

Before calling her back, Matt surreptitiously took a photo of the position of the drinks, quickly putting away his phone, finally calling for his girlfriend.

Y/N returned to the kitchen with a tense smile, stopping in front of the table and behind the drinks, looking at the triplets, waiting for them to give the go-ahead.

Given the start, the girl bent down to take a sip of the first drink, her expression brightening and her eyes instantly widening as she tasted her favorite drink.

"Diet Coke!" She quickly said after rising from her slightly bent position, pulling out the paper with the image of the soda.

"Okay..." Chris muttered, nodding his head in confirmation. They knew she'd get that one right since her obsession with the drink was as strong as Chris's obsession with Pepsi.

The girl bent down again to take a sip of the second drink, momentarily catching her throat before she could swallow the liquid, the horrible taste flooding her mouth.

She stood up abruptly, swallowing the contents roughly, looking at the brothers with a frown, receiving laughter in response. The girl stopped in front of the images for a few seconds, internally analyzing which one it could be.

Her fingers worked on pushing away the images of the drinks she had already drank before and was sure that wasn't the horrible thing she had just drank, staring firmly at the ones that she didn't know.

When her finger went towards one of them, the image of Matt moving his arm around caught her attention. She looked up and saw her boyfriend behind his brothers, trying to get her attention.

Matt, realizing that she noticed him calling out to her, discreetly pointed to the right image with his free hand, his other hand occupied by his phone, which was displaying the photo he took of the correct order of the drinks minutes before.

Y/N smirked, dodging the path her hand was going, picking up the right image and placing it in front of the corresponding straw.

That cycle remained throughout the process. Chris and Nick were in shock, even thinking about the possibility that Y/N had some kind of superpower..

While Matt had a discreet smile on his face, biting his bottom lip to stop the laugh from escaping every time he saw his brothers reaction or the way his girlfriend smiled like a mad woman.

Upon finishing her round, the girl stood in front of the table with her arms crossed, a convinced expression taking over her features as she waited for Nick to confirm how many she got right, even though she already knew the result.

"Look, I don't know what kind of witchcraft you did, but you got everything right." Nick said, his face with an expression of annoyance.

An excited scream escaped Y/N's lips. She ran towards Matt, hugging him tightly while jumping in place.

Matt laughed at her reaction, pulling her closer, kissing the side of her head repeatedly, jumping with her.

"Ugh, I hate you guys."

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freshxsturniolo · 9 months ago

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shes the one - chris sturniolo x fem!reader

chris was in awe. complete awe.

and he was completely and utterly in love with you.

he told you, every single day. he wasn’t afraid to tell you either. if you were alone together, if you were in the company of others, if you were not even there he would text you.

but right now, back at his childhood home in boston, he couldn’t believe his eyes. he couldnt believe he had found someone like you. the way you sat on the sofa with his dad, feet up and tucked under your legs, drinking a beer with him as his dad chatted away to you about everything and anything.

the way you would ask his mom if there was anything she needed help with when she was cooking or washing up. the way you jumped out of your seat when mary-lou announced she needed to run to the grocery store and you wanted to go for a ride with her.

you had met his family many times before, but there was something about this specific visit that felt so different.

he’s watching you now, finishing up drying your hands after you demanded mary-lou go sit with jimmy after cooking you all food and you said you’d wash the dishes.

“get the boys to help” mary lou had said once you had argued back and fourth about who would wash them, and you simply laughed, telling her to go and sit with jimmy AND the boys and to enjoy some time together.

but chris couldn’t handle it when his mom walked into the sitting area and she said, “that girl of yours, don’t be a fool and lose her.”

he had smiled and laughed, but he got up off his feet to come and see you and his heart swell at the sight of you washing up. you had given him a smile as you saw him enter, and a quick kiss as he walked by you before he started taking the dishes off the drying rack and washing them with a towel. you had shook your head with a laugh and continued on in silence, just grateful for his presence.

“i could have done this myself” you said now, drying off your hands. chris takes the towel from you and throws it into the laundry basket not too far away.

“i haven’t seen you all day” he says, and you roll your eyes as you lean yourself back against the counter, arms outstretched at the side of you.

“so dramatic, christopher owen.” you say with a smirk, and he can’t help but smile with you as he comes close to you, hands on your hips as he presses his hips against yours.

“if you’re not with my mom, you’re with my dad” he says, and you laugh as you bring your arms around his neck.

“i’m lucky enough to live with you back in la, im sorry that i want to spend time with your parents”

chris smiles. “never apologise. they love you”

now you smile. “good, i love them too”

he closes the small gap between you now as he lips reach yours in a soft but gentle touch. you can feel the shift in energy. you yourself knew that this trip felt slightly different. jimmy and mary-lou had always been so lovely to you, and they never had ever given you a reason to fear they didn't like you, but something about this trip felt different. your conversations with them felt easier than ever, you looked forward to sitting with jimmy on the sofa or running to the store with mary-lou. it had also felt different with his brothers too. you had lived with the triplets for the last 6 months, matt and nick where your best friends, but you felt the difference with them too. the way you and nick would just lay in his bed in a morning chatting, or you'd sit on his bedroom floor whilst you got ready for the day to listen to your shared playlist together but you knew chris wouldn't like it. or the way matt would pull you away from whatever you were doing to go get iced coffees. it was lovely, and comforting, and when you pulled away from chris right now you saw in his eyes too that something had shifted.

you're about to say something when jimmy enters the room.

"hey kids," he says. not an ounce of change or show of being bothered that his son was wrapped around the arms of his girlfriend in the middle of his kitchen.

"hey, dad" chris says, but he doesn't move away from you. your heart swells. chris was not afraid of public affection but you know full well the last trip here, he'd have pulled away from you now. would have probably given your waist a small squeeze and given you a small smirk but you'd have each pulled away. chris stayed put. his eyes hadn't left yours.

"i hope you helped with those dishes" jimmy says, walking over the fridge and pulling out a soda can. you peer over your boyfriends shoulder to look at him.

"he did" you smile, and jimmy laughs, but he's cut off by mary-lou.

"y/n, i feel so awful. is there anything left to wash?"

you look to your side as chris' mum comes walking over the both of you, looking into the empty sink and drying rack. she smiles as she places a hand on your arm, an arm thats still wrapped around her sons neck, and she gives it a small squeeze.

"thank you" she says, and you nod.

"of course!" you exclaim, and its you who's the first to unwrap yourself from chris. once mary-lou lets go of your arm, you slowly unwrap yourself from chris' neck, and when you look back at him, he lets out a small groan.

"chris" you laugh, running your hands down his arms just slightly and he eventually lets go. "im going to change into some comfies."

chris smiles at you. "okay."

you smile as you step to the side of him, squeezing slightly past mary-lou as she goes to grab a cup from the cupboard not too far from you, and you exit the kitchen and off to chris' childhood bedroom.

when you're gone, chris sighs and leans back against the counter you just removed yourself from, folding his arms across his chest before finally diverting his eyes to his parents. his mom is busy making herself a drink but when he diverts his eyes to his dad, he's leant against the island in the middle of the kitchen and he's staring at his son deeply. he gives him a smile, and chris smiles too before walking over. chris grabs himself and you a pepsi from the fridge, before joining his dad in the exact same position. chris knows once you're in your comfier clothes you'll come back into the kitchen for a drink, so he wants to wait for you. jimmy looks down at the two pepsi cans, and the thoughts that were just running through his mind as he was watching the two of you surfaced up to his lips. he can't help himself.

"you really love her, dont you?"

chris scoffs slightly, not a conversation he imaged to be having with his dad, but also never feeling so strongly about anything in his life. he looks up at his dad and a smile comes over him.

"yeah. so much."

jimmy shoves his shoulder with his son, a feeling in his chest. the first of his sons to find someone. the first son to bring a girl (or boy for nick ofc) home, properly. chris laughs as he takes a sip from his pepsi can.

"we can tell" jimmy says now, before he looks up to find his wife has joined them. mary-lou looks towards chris with a smile on her face.

"something feels different this visit. she feels like part of the family. properly." his mom says, and chris can feel himself wanting to open up. he swallows his own salvia that has built up in his mouth before looking between his mom and dad. but when his eyes reaches his dad, he knows he knows already. he gives him a nod and chris can't help but laugh.

"shes the one, dad. i know it."

chris doesn't need to look at his mom to know she's smiling from ear to ear, but his dad nodded in understand, a smile playing on his lips and hes leans into his sons shoulder, before ruffling up his hair.

"i know, kid. i know."

theres a nice silence then, gentle and comforting before the sound of your scream is heard. all 3 of them stand directly up before your laughter is heard.

"nick!" the 3 hear you scream, before laughter erupts from matt and nick. chris looks at his mom and dad with a confused expression as you and his 2 brothers can be heard laughing throughout the house, before you all enter the kitchen to join them. mary-lou and jimmy erupting into laughter as they see nick carrying you over his shoulder. you're clinging onto his waist for dear life as he walks you over to chris, putting you back down directly at his side.

you're changing into your favourite tracksuit bottoms and from the waft of chris' aftershave that enters his nose, he knows you're wearing one of his fresh love hoodies and not your own, and as you whip your head around and fix at your hair he sees your cheeks are flushed. you let out a deep breath of air before turning to mary-lou.

"you deserve a medal for putting up with these boys for 20 years." you laugh.

"we want ice cream" nick says now, coming behind you and putting his hands on your shoulders, giving them a shake. you dramatically roll your eyes before matt leans forward and swipes at the unopened pepsi can chris had got out for you.

"hey" chris says, taking it back. "thats for y/n."

matt looks at you directly in the eye before opening the can and taking a deep sip. you gasp, pretending to be offended before matt rolls his eyes and moves towards the fridge, getting you out a fresh can and placing it in front of you.

"thank you, bernard." you say, and matt groans.

"your girlfriend is insufferable." matt says, before grabbing his car keys from his pocket. "ice cream?" he says, before walking off and heading towards the front door.

nick finally lets go of your shoulders and walks off to follow matt, and jimmy and mary-lou laugh as they walk off back into the direction of the living area. when you finally turn around and face chris, he looks at you softly.

"you okay?" you say.

he smiles. "never better."

you stand on your tip toes to give him a kiss, which he accepts, before you grab his hand, your free hand grabbing the pepsi from a moment ago, and drag him out of the kitchen. he laughs at your eagerness, his mind going over the comfortableness you clearly felt around all his family. nick carrying you on your shoulder, matt jokingly stealing your drink, and he's about to tell you he loves you when you dead stop at the sitting area door. jimmy and mary-lou look up at you both, and a smile illuminates your face.

"do you two want some ice cream bringing back?" you say with a smile.

"no thanks, honey. thank you so much for asking" mary-lou smiles.

"are you sure?" you say.

"absolutely. go enjoy yourselves."

all whilst the small interaction, jimmy is watching his son stare down at you dotingly. when you carry on walking and drag chris with you, his son catches his eye just slightly, and jimmy gives him a nod of understanding.

when you reach outside, matt and nick are already in the car, but you dont get chance to get to them before chris stops dead, pulling your arm back. you spin around quickly, looking to see whats wrong.

"what's up?" you say, but chris pulls you in even closer and plants a kiss on your lips. you're shocked, but it doesnt take you long before you melt into him. when you pull away, you look up at him with a smile.

"what was that for?"

chris smiles. "i love you, thats all."

"i love you too, silly."

"no," chris shakes his head. "i really really love you."

you smile. "you are everything to me, chris. my everything."

"that feeling is mutual."

"will you two hurry up?" matt shouts from his car, and you giggle as you turn around and hurry over to the car.

chris watches you with a smile, wondering how he got so lucky.

#chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo

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worldlxvlys · 1 year ago

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i NEED a wedding day typa thing with matt where hes just stressing and his vows are cuter than anything and he admires u while ur walking down the aisle that typa shit

long enough

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: noneeeee

a/n: hope you likeee <33

don’t cry. don’t cry, don’t cry.

i took a deep breath as i stared at the doors, waiting for her to come through them.

i’ve waited for this day for so long, and now that it was actually happening it felt surreal.

“please stand”

as i watched everyone collectively stand up i felt a rush of nerves take over me.

this was really happening.

i wasn’t in my 9th grade science class, watching her expertly mix chemicals together, day dreaming about marrying her.

we weren’t studying for our math test together, her explaining how to solve the problem while i zoned out, imagining how amazing she would be at planning our wedding.

i wasn’t watching her walk down the stairs on prom night, finally seeing which dress she chose, thinking about what it’d be like to see her in her wedding dress for the first time.

now, i was living it.

every minute i spent longing for her, all of the pain i went through waiting for her, it all led up to this exact moment.

chris, most likely picking up on my nerves, patted my shoulder lightly from his spot beside me.

i momentarily glanced over to him, and he gave me a slight nod.

nick, who was on the other side of him, gave me a quick thumbs up.

i took another deep breath, attempting to relax, as i watched the doors in anticipation.

the moment they opened up, i lost it.

i let out a quick breath, tears welling in my eyes when i saw her standing there.

i held my breath for a second while i took in her dress. it was perfect for her.

the white seemed to make her glow, only adding to her natural beauty.

the top of the dress was lined with intricate designs, with a touch of lace to top it off.

the straps were thin, but not too thin, a detail of the dress she was adamant about being perfect.

the bottom of the dress was long, but not long enough where she had to worry about it dragging behind her too much.

the dress had a small slit going up her leg. it wasn’t anything too crazy, just long enough for me to see the lace garter decorating her thigh, peeking through when she walked.

it was unlikely that anyone else even saw it, however, i was purposefully looking for it.

the dress just screamed her. it was simple, yet so unique. the extravagance wasn’t in the dress itself, but in the details.

it was clear that she put an abundance of time and thought into picking out the dress, and it paid off.

“oh my god” i whispered under my breath, attempting to blink back my tears.

READER’S POV

“take a breath” mary lou spoke as she rubbed my back gently.

i was currently staring at the doors in anticipation, my hands shaking lightly.

i did as she said, inhaling through my nose and out of my mouth.

“i’ll be next you the whole time, sweetheart” she smiled at me.

my parents and i were on less than optimal terms, as they liked to call it.

at least, that’s what they said when people asked about it.

they were never there for me, but mary lou and jimmy were. i never even had to ask her to be the one to walk me down the aisle, we both always knew it would be her.

“i’m so grateful for you” i told her, my voice wavering slightly.

she pulled me into a hug, giving me a slight squeeze.

“good, cause you’re stuck with me” she chuckled.

after waiting a few more minutes, the doors finally opened.

everyone’s head turned to me, and my eyes widened slightly under the pressure of so many people’s gaze.

“you’re ok” she whispered to me, knowing how i would react.

my eyes found matt’s across the aisle, and my focus on everyone else completely faded away.

tears were streaming down his face as he stared at me in awe.

i took in his appearance, and almost melted right there.

he looked so good.

his suit was crisp, no doubt the result of him making sure it was hanging at all times. knowing him, he probably never even took it out of the protective bag, wanting it to stay wrinkle-free.

his tie was tied perfectly, the result of him watching youtube videos repeatedly, needing to master the skill. (mary lou ended up having to teach him how to do it over facetime.)

every piece of his tuxedo matched perfectly, his meticulous planning shining through.

the tux fit him better than i ever could have imagined.

he wore a few rings, knowing how much i loved them on his hands. i was excited for one ring in particular, though.

as mary lou guided me down the aisle, i noticed matt’s gaze run up and down my body, stopping at the garter that i let him pick out.

i smiled lightly at that, watching as he met my eyes again.

once we got to the end of the aisle, we stopped directly in front of matt.

“hi baby” i whispered to him, watching as he began to laugh lightly.

his smile grew even wider as mary lou, handed him a few tissues for his tears.

we both laughed lightly at this, “where did you get that?” i asked. everyone around us laughed at that.

“no, i’m serious. where did that come from?” i asked, confused.

we were met with more laughter, my question left unanswered.

she gave us both a kiss to the cheek, before placing my hand in his.

i felt tears of my own start to fall at the gesture.

“you may now be seated” everyone sat down at the request.

“family and friends, thank you all for coming today to share in this wonderful occasion. today we are here together to unite matt and y/n in marriage”

“and now for the vows” the officiator spoke. matt decided he wanted to go first.

“ok, hi” he breathed out, a large grin spreading on his face. “y/n, i have spent such a long time dreaming about this day. for so long, i would tell chris and nick that i was gonna marry you one day. but then you started chasing after other guys and you seemed so unattainable all of a sudden. but we’re finally here, we’re getting married” he whispered excitedly, as though he couldn’t believe it, “and there’s no one else that i’d rather be with. i love how deeply you care about the things that are important to you, like this. i’m pretty sure i’ve seen everything in this room on your pinterest board at some point” the room filled with chuckles, “ you’ve put so much love and time into this and i’m so grateful to have found someone who cares about this, who cares about me so much. and seeing you walk down that aisle with my mom, i-” his voice broke as his lip began to quiver slightly.

i sniffled softly, blinking rapidly as more tears fell from my eyes.

“you mean everything to me, and i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you” he finished.

when the officiator gestured to me, i began my vows.

“ geez, that was really good” i breathed out, making everyone laugh.

“ok” i spoke as i took a deep breath, “matt, i have loved you for so long. i can’t even pinpoint when, we were so young. but, i always thought that i was just gonna be in the crowd, watching you do this with someone else. i never imagined, for a second, that you felt the same. and growing up, your mom would always tell me that when we got married, she’d be the one to hand me off to you. and i never believed that i would actually get to experience that”

“i love you more than words can describe, and i’m so happy to be able to call you my husband. i’m so grateful to be marrying my best friend, because i couldn’t imagine life without you, and now i never have to. thank you for accepting me, thank you for loving me. just- thank you” i finished.

“do you matthew sturniolo, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?”

“of course i do” he spoke, staring at me.

“and do you y/n , take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to live together in matrimony, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?

“i do”

we were then given our rings to exchange.

as i slid the ring on matt’s finger, i spoke “with this ring, i thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever”

matt did the same with my ring, “with this ring, i thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever”

“by the authority vested in me by the state of massachusetts , i now pronounce you husband and wife!”

“you may now-” he didn’t even finish the sentence before matt wrapped his arms around my waist, placing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss.

the room was filled with cheers and applause as our lips moved against each others for a few seconds, before pulling away.

he pulled me into a hug, kissing my forehead. “you could’ve let the man finish first” i spoke, teasingly.

“i’ve waited long enough”

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sturnmeovr · 3 months ago

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♡‧₊˚ Sweetheart!Reader x Babydaddy!Chris - Gender Predictions ♡‧₊˚

♡ Sweetheart!reader believes she’s having a baby girl! Solely based on her intuition and wants for a little girl. She imagines herself dressing up in matching outfits with her daughter, styling her hair in cute hairstyles, and having a mini-her to take on nail dates. Being the simple queen she is, sweetheart!reader dresses in all white dress, keeping everyone guessing about her gender prediction. She makes sure to wear pink clothes pins, though.

♡ Babydaddy!Chris has been manifesting a son since he found out about the pregnancy. He only refers to the baby as ‘baby bean’ or his ‘son’, only using he/him pronouns when he addresses the baby. Much like sweetheart!reader, he imagines himself with a mini-him. A son to teach sport and play video games with. Chris wears all blue to the event, making it known he wants his baby boy!

♡ Mary Lou wants a granddaughter! Of course, she wants her first grandchild to be a girl, especially since she has all sons. She wears all pink to the party she set up for you and Chris. Even though her and Jimmy are hosting, neither of them are the gender keeper - they both refused the offer, wanting it to be a surprise for them as well.

♡ Jimmy just wants a healthy baby. He could care less if baby bean is a boy or a girl. In fact, he wore a pink and blue striped shirt and took both pink and blue clothes pins at the gender reveal.

♡ Matt rocked two blue clothes pins, he secretly wanted sweetheart!reader to have multiples! Let’s be honest, he wouldn’t know what to say or do if his niece was asking him about boy advice in 15 years.

♡ Nick is team girl, along with sweetheart!reader and his mom. He sports a pink t-shirt to the event. Nick made it clear from the beginning he wanted a niece. Their family is filled with too much testosterone. No doubt, he’d love the baby either way, but a change would be nice.

♡ Sweetheart!Reader’s mom picks up extra pink clothes pins at the door. There are more girls on sweetheart!reader’s side of the family so her mom is convinced baby bean is a girl!

♡ Sweetheart!Reader’s Dad is team boy! He’d happy either way but he’s really rooting for a grandson since they don’t have any!

♡ Nate is team boy! Of course, he has to side with Chris and Matt, being the good best friend he is. He comes to gender reveal dressed in a blue polo tee.

♡ Sweetheart!reader’s best friend is team girl. Just like Nate, she’s sticking with her besties intuition. She rocks all pink to you gender reveal.

Old Wives Tales Gender Predictions

Chinese Calendar Girl Boy

Baby’s Heart Rate >140 <140

Mom’s Cravings Sweet Salty

Dad’s Weight Gain Maintain

Mom’s Moods Moody Chill

Headaches No Yes

Carrying High Low

Dreams Girl Boy

Partners Intuition Girl Boy

Mothers Intuition Girl Boy

Sleeping On Right Left

Belly Shape Wide Round

Mom’s Skin Breakouts Clear

Morning Sickness Yes No

Ring Test Circle Line

Total Points 7 9

Name Predictions

Boy Names Girl Names

Christopher Jr Kinsley

Noah Emorie

Owen Adalynn

Malakai Wrenly

Kayson Layla

Cash Avalyn

An - I wanted to keep you guys on you heel about the gender of the baby 🫣 Mainly because I honestly don't know if they should have a boy or a girl lol. I'm really debating! Anyways, I hope everyone likes whatever this is??(also I’ve been dropping a few hints at the baby’s name, if I don’t change it lol)

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strniohoeee · 1 year ago

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I NEED a pregnancy reader x matt smut

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Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: Y/N is pregnant and yearning for Matt after reading mommy to be books, and learning about her libido spiking….will he give in?😙

Warnings⚠️: SMUT BABES, it’s nothing crazy just sex while pregnant? Idk shit bout being pregnant, so I tried my best LMAOO

Song for the imagine: Baby Love- The Supremes

⚠️This is an 18+ story, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️

Matt and I had been dating for a good four years. We were both 21 now, and he and his brothers were super famous on YouTube. I always had a feeling they’d get bigger than they thought. I was there for every milestone, and when they hit 5 million subscribers we were so fucking happy

I was occasionally in videos, I preferred to stay out of them as those were his brothers lives, and not mine. However I would pop out here and there since we were 18. At first most fans thought we were friends until we were 20, and finally came out to say that we had been dating since we were 18. We got the expected comments half loving and half hating, but I didn’t care I was secure in my relationship.

However, Matt and I’s anniversary was a while back, and we had fun, LOTS OF FUN consisting of sex, sex and more sex.

But after two weeks I started to feel sick, and sore and just not right, so I decided to go to the doctor thinking it was the flu, or covid. What I didn’t expect was to find out I was pregnant… A WEEK AND A HALF PREGNANT.

I was shocked, but I also knew I wanted to keep this baby, and Matt and I weren’t always the most careful when it came to having sex. But he always told me if I got pregnant he’d take care of me with no questions asked.

I was currently 14 weeks pregnant, and I was showing, but not enough to really make people think. Especially since I dressed to hide my bump, and posed specific ways

The fans suspected nothing, and we didn’t want to say anything till I was almost due. Chris and Nick immediately jumped for joy and were always by my side if Matt couldn’t be. His parents and their brother Justin also supported me.

Mary-Lou and Jimmy would fly out like once a month to spend a few days with Matt and I. They were so excited to be grandparents.

I was reading a lot of what to expect when you’re expect type of books to prepare as best as I could. I was genuinely shocked at all the new information I was finding out

What I did read was starting at 14 weeks women experience a spike in there libido, and I kind of had a feeling because anytime I saw Matt I wanted to jump his bones

It’s called baby brain….we become different, and feral

Matt was out filming with his brothers and I was at home just doing nothing. I heard Matt come home, but I only heard him

He came into the bedroom

“Hey baby” he said putting his stuff down on his desk

“Hey Matt. Where’s Chris and Nick?” I asked

“They went shopping. They said that they wanted to buy some things for the baby” he said walking over and rubbing my little baby bump

“Aww that’s so nice of them. They don’t have to” I said looking up at Matt

“Yeah I know, but they wouldn’t budge they said there’s so many things they want to buy” he said sitting down to take his sneakers off

“They’re too nice I love them” I said as I rubbed my baby bump

Matt came over and laid next to me resting his head on his left hand while looking at me

“What’s my pretty lady been up to?” He asked

“I’ve just been reading these mommy to be books” I said pointing to a stack of books on the nightstand

“Find out anything good?” He asked

“Actually yes, our sex drive spikes at 14 weeks” I told him

“How far along are you?” He asked smirking

“Exactly 14 weeks today” I said winking at him

“Oh well then this must mean one thing” he said smiling at me

“It means you look so fucking hot all the time, I’m ready to jump on you when you walk through that door” I said

“Oh really?” He asked jutting (ew) his bottom lip out while pondering

“Oh yeah, and when you wear those whore outfits looking fine asf. I lose all self respect” I said giving him a kiss

“Oh baby, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself” he said kissing me

“So don’t. I want to fuck, and I want it now” I said sitting up

“Won’t I hurt the baby?” He asked

“Matt….. be for real right now. Do you think the baby got his hand hanging out of my cervix ready to high five your dick?” I asked laughing at him

“You’re such a weirdo with your explanations” he said laughing at me

“You will not hurt the baby. It actually says sex is usually more enjoyable when the woman is pregnant” I told him

“So then let’s find out” he said grabbing my cheek and kissing me

Matt laid me back down as he hovered over me kissing me, and then slowly going down to my neck leaving sloppy kisses

“Matt I missed this” I said sighing

“Me too baby” he said coming back up and kissing my lips

He removed his shirt and his pants, and then took my shirt, and shorts off

“You look so fucking hot pregnant” he said gently rubbing my bump

“Maybe after this one we can have another” I said winking at him

“Oh baby I’ll have as many as you want” he said kissing me

Matt had slid off my underwear before coming back up to kiss me, and massaging my breasts lightly because they were a little sore

As he was kissing me, he slowly slid his hand down to massage my clit

“Fuck baby you’re so wet, and I haven’t even done much” he said looking into my eyes

“Matt when I tell you everytime I see you, I need you…I mean it” I told him

“Fuck baby” he said before going back to rubbing my clit, and slowly inserting two fingers inside of me

“Oh fuck Matt that feels so good” I said moaning at the feeling

He kept pumping his fingers in and out of me, before finally removing them, and placing his dick at my entrance

“Ready baby?” He asked

“I’m ready” I said, and slowly Matt slid into me completely bottoming out

“Fuck baby please move” I moaned out to him

Within an instant Matt was thrusting into me at a good pace, not too hard and not too soft. It felt amazing, and his pelvic bone was rubbing against my clit allowing for extra stimulation

“Oh baby I’m going to cum soon” Matt said as he thrusted into me while kissing my neck

“Me too. This feels so fucking good” I moaned out to him

Sex with Matt was always amazing, but I think because of my hormones it felt extra fucking good. I was so fucking wet like the sounds coming from me were insane

Matt kept thrusting into me, and I couldn’t stop clenching down on him

“Fuck matt I’m going to cum” I said clenching down on him harshly

“Come on baby, cum for me” he said thrusting into me and rubbing my clit

“Oh fuckkk” I yelled out as I came so hard all over Matt, my whole fucking body was shaking and my breathing stopped

“Oh my god” I said coming down from my high breathing heavily

Matt soon pulled out, and came all over my lower stomach. He came down from his high, and immediately ran to get a wet rag

“Sorry��cumming on your baby bump feels wrong” he said laughing, and I laughed with him because he’s such a weirdo

“It’s okay you weirdo” I said laughing at him and sitting up

We cleaned ourselves up, and got dressed, and in queue we heard the front door open

“Look at that perfect timing” he said getting up from the bed, and we both walked out to the living room

“We’re BACKKKKK” Nick yelled as he walked in with a ton of target bags full of baby stuff

“Guys what is all this” I said looking at the bags

“Well we have to spoil our unborn niece or nephew” Chris said bringing in more bags

“YALL THIS IS CRAZY” I said as my eyes fell on at least 12 bags of baby stuff

“Listen we’re so excited you have no idea” Nick said

“Hmm” Chris suddenly stopped and looked at Matt and I

“What?” matt said

“I know what was going on here” he said smirking at us

“The fuck are you talking about?” I said

“My poor niece or nephew was getting scrambled….yall was fuckingggggg” Chris said

“The fuck?” Matt said

“Well…..y/n your hair?? And Matt your shirt is on inside out and backwards” Chris said laughing

“MATT” I said smacking him

“OH MY GOD” Nick said laughing

“Uhh sorry?” Matt said getting all shy

We just laughed at this awkward interaction, and then Chris and Matt gave me a haul of what they got me while explaining every single item, and how either they will use it, or how I will use it

The End

Once again I hope yall enjoyed, and for the person that requested this I hope I didn’t disappoint 🥰 also I would like to do a/n at the end of my stories, so if you have any like personal questions, you can ask them here, and I’ll answer them in the next stories endings or as a separate thread 🤭🤭

-J💅🏽

#sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplet smut #smut

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ariieeesworld · 1 year ago

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Bun in the Oven —- C.S.

—chris sturniolo x poc!reader

—lowercase intended

—warnings: none that i can think of.

—a/n: chris is older in this imagine. (sorry if it’s ass😭)

you and chris were at your house thinking of a way to announce your pregnancy, wanting it to be unique and fun. “do we have a bun or anything?” chris asks, breaking the silence as he walks around your kitchen. “like a hamburger bun or a hotdog bun?” you ask looking at him confused as you rub your baby bump. “hamburger,” he said, “i have a good idea of how to do this.”

you and chris decided to wait until you were 3 months pregnant to announce it. you know chris couldn’t hold water because he was excited to tell everyone the news, but how? as you were opening your phone to search up how to announce it but all of the ideas you’ve seen hasn’t stuck with you.

you looked at him as he grabbed the hamburger bun bag (?) and a long pan. you gasped when you realized what he meant. “oh my gosh, chris,” you said as you carefully got up from where you were sitting. “should i make a group call?” you say as you got excited but nervous by the thought of yours and his family’s reaction, you start playing with your fingers, while you patiently stand there as he set up the ‘announcement’. “hey, it’s gonna be okay,” he states as he rubs his hands over my arms and pulls you into an embrace.

“here i’ll add them, yeah?” he says as he takes your phone. he adds his mom and dad, matt, nick, and your parents, he makes sure everyone is in the group as he presses the FaceTime button. as you both waited for someone to pick up, chris held your hand as a way to calm you down. on the second ring , mary lou and jimmy’s face popped up on the screen, as well as matt and nick, and lastly, your parents. “hi guys,” dragging out your words nervously, you cuddled into chris’ arm, not wanting to overwhelm yourself with the thought of your parents being upset.

“we have an announcement,” chris voiced with excitement, handing over the phone to you, signaling for you to turn the camera around. “so-” a long beeep was heard from the oven as the people on the other end of the phone were confused. “did we leave something in the oven?” you said pointing the camera to the oven as chris opens the oven door. as anticipation lingers in the air, you hold phone so your family sees the hamburger bun in the oven.

you gasp dramatically as if you didn’t know that it was in there. mary lou was the first one to get the reference, “what!” she says teary eyed, your eyes also watering at her reaction, but hurriedly wiping them away. “i’m going to be an uncle?!” nick screams and covers his mouth, and matt doing the same. you see in the corner, your parents crying with joy. you pull chris into an embrace, ready for your baby (or babies) to be brought into this world.

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x black reader #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff

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sturnswrites · 5 days ago

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homecoming

matt surniolo x gf!reader

⤳ fluff

⤳ matt brings his girlfriend to his childhood home to meet his parents...

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The drive to Matt’s childhood home in Boston was a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. You’d been living with your boyfriend Matt, and his brothers, Nick, and Chris in Los Angeles for months, but today was different. Today, you were meeting Matt’s parents for the first time, and the significance of the moment wasn’t lost on you. As the car rolled through the familiar Boston streets, you could feel your heart race in a way you hadn’t expected.

Matt, sitting beside you, noticed immediately. His hand slipped gently over yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You good?" he asked softly, his eyes full of that intense gaze that only he had.

You looked at him, trying to muster a calm smile. "Just a little nervous," you admitted, feeling a bit silly, but it was true.

Matt’s expression softened, his thumb lightly stroking your hand. "Hey, there's nothing to be nervous about," he said with that calm, steady voice of his. "They’re going to love you. They’re already obsessed with you from everything I’ve told them." He smiled proudly, and you could see the glint in his eyes—the pride he took in having you in his life.

Nick, sitting in the front seat, turned around and winked at you. "You hear that? Matt’s been gushing about you for weeks. If anyone’s nervous, it’s him. Trust me."

Chris, who was in the back seat with you, chimed in with a smirk, “You’re pretty much a celebrity in our family already. Don’t worry, you’re gonna fit right in.”

Matt’s cheeks flushed slightly, and he shot his brothers a mock glare. "Enough from you two," he muttered, though the smile never left his face. His gaze returned to you, softening once more. "Let’s go meet my parents."

You nodded, appreciating how Matt’s quiet strength always made you feel safe. The car pulled up to a charming two-story home that immediately felt warm and inviting. You could tell that this was where Matt had grown up—a place filled with love, memories, and the kind of comfort only a home like this could offer. As soon as you stepped out of the car, Matt’s dad, Jimmy, was standing in the doorway, a welcoming smile spreading across his face as he waved.

"Matty! My boy!" Jimmy called, his deep voice full of warmth. Without hesitation, he pulled Matt into a big bear hug, and you watched in awe as Matt’s normally guarded expression melted away. He smiled widely, squeezing his dad back before pulling away.

"Good to see you, Dad," Matt said, his voice full of affection, before turning toward you. "Mom’s inside. Ready?"

You gave him a nod, your heart beating a little faster. This was the moment.

Jimmy stepped forward, his smile wide as he eyed you. "And you must be Y/N," he said warmly, his hand outstretched. "Welcome to our home."

You shook his hand, feeling a sense of ease as he gave you a firm yet friendly handshake. "It’s so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Sturniolo."

"Please," Jimmy said, waving his hand dismissively. "Call me Jimmy."

Before you could respond, Matt’s mom, Mary Lou, appeared at the door. She had a gentle, nurturing presence that immediately put you at ease. Her hair was soft and framed her face in loose waves, and her eyes sparkled with warmth as she looked at you.

"Y/N!" she said, stepping forward to give you a warm hug. "I’ve heard so much about you from Matt. We’ve been waiting for this day."

You returned her hug, feeling instantly welcomed. "It’s great to finally meet you, Mrs. Sturniolo," you said, pulling away with a smile.

"Mary Lou," she corrected, her tone light and affectionate. "None of that Mrs. stuff around here."

Matt, watching you interact with his parents, couldn’t help but smile. He stepped closer, resting a hand gently on the small of your back, guiding you inside. As the group made their way into the living room, Matt’s hand never left your back, the affection in his gestures clear to everyone in the room. It was impossible not to notice how he was constantly leaning toward you, making sure you were comfortable and part of the conversation. Every time you laughed or spoke, his eyes softened, and you could see the pride in them. He was showing you off—unapologetically, but with so much love.

Dinner that night felt like a celebration, with laughter echoing through the walls of Matt’s family home. The Sturniolo family was a loud, loving bunch, and the banter between the brothers was nothing short of hilarious. Matt, however, was a different version of himself—a version that showed a side of him that was tender and openly affectionate. He kept his hand on your knee beneath the table, his thumb brushing back and forth as he listened to his dad and brothers talk about their childhood memories.

Throughout dinner, Matt’s attention was fixed on you. His arm would often brush against yours, or his hand would find yours under the table when he needed to catch your eye. He couldn’t stop smiling at you, and it was clear to anyone who was paying attention just how much he loved you.

When the meal came to a close, and the dishes were cleared away, Jimmy stood to raise his glass for a toast. Everyone quieted down, all eyes on him.

“To family,” Jimmy began, his voice warm with emotion. “And to the ones who make it even better. Y/N, we’re so glad to have you here. You’ve already become a part of this family in so many ways.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you looked over at Matt, whose eyes were locked on you. His gaze was full of tenderness, and you could feel how deeply he cared for you in that moment.

"Thanks, Jimmy," Matt said softly, giving his dad a small smile before his attention returned to you. "I’m glad you’re here too."

Later that night, after everyone had settled in and the house had quieted down, you and Matt found yourselves alone in the guest bedroom. Matt’s hand was once again on your back, his body leaning into yours as he helped you take off your jacket. The room was dimly lit, and the soft hum of the house outside was the only sound as you sat down on the bed together.

“You’re amazing, you know that?” Matt said, his voice low and sincere. He cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin as he gazed at you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world.

You smiled, your heart fluttering. “I’m just me,” you replied, but the way Matt was looking at you made you feel like the most important person in the world.

Matt’s voice softened, his words almost a whisper. “I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. My family—they see it too. They see how happy you make me.”

You felt the depth of his words settle in your chest. “I’m happy too. So happy.”

“Good,” Matt said, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Because I’m not letting you go.” He paused for a moment, his eyes soft but intense. “You’re the one, Y/N. I know that without a doubt.”

The night passed in a blur of quiet affection, but what stayed with you was the overwhelming sense of belonging. Matt had shown you off all weekend—not in a boastful way, but in a way that let everyone around him see just how much he adored you. And his family, his parents especially, had welcomed you with open arms, making you feel like part of their world.

Later, after you’d gone to bed, the sounds of Matt’s parents talking quietly in the living room reached your ears. You couldn’t help but listen in, your heart warming at the conversation that followed.

“You know,” Jimmy began, his voice full of pride, “I’ve never seen Matt like this. He’s always been a good kid, but there’s something different about how he is with her. He’s happier, lighter. It’s clear that Y/N is the one.”

Mary Lou agreed, her voice full of affection. “I can see it too. The way he looks at her... it’s how someone looks at the love of their life. I’m so happy for them both.”

Matt’s brothers, Nick and Chris, were sitting nearby, their faces soft with understanding. Nick spoke up first. “I’ve never seen Matt this way. He’s so... open. He’s always kept his emotions close, but with Y/N—he just can’t hide how much he cares. It’s amazing.”

Chris nodded in agreement. “Yeah, man’s glowing. I’ve never seen him so happy, and I know it’s because of her.”

Matt’s parents looked at each other, a silent understanding passing between them. Jimmy raised his glass, as if toasting to the future. “Here’s to love, to family, and to the ones who make everything worth it.”

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#sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo fandom #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo fluff

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spirallingout · 8 months ago

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There are no good schools for superhuman kids in Marvel, none of them are safe.

Avengers Academy:

The original AA kids were tortured, lied to by their mentors & forced to be child soldiers. Half of them didn't even want to be there, Hank Pym promised to fix their broken powers and completely failed to help them in any way. And then they were kidnapped by Arcade for his Hunger Game. The new academy hasn't been around long enough to be properly judged but a Nazi bee man broke through security on day 1 so not looking good.

Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters:

Fifty-fifty chance you'll end up in a terrorist cell. Regardless, you'll end up a child soldier with zero privacy because most of the psychics (especially Charles) don't have any problem with reading your thoughts at any given moment. Half the teachers have been X-Force members and being a teenager won't stop you from becoming one either. Don't want to be a superhero? Just want to go to school? Fuck you. The worst super school by the widest of margins and I haven't even listed half the hazards.

Future Foundation:

Probably the safest one on this list but I'm subtracting points for making its students be in proximity to Reed Richards. I don't trust him not to run experiments on his own kids let alone anyone else's.

Pan Asian School for the Unusually Gifted:

Jimmy Woo is definitely using this place to recruit secret agents and Shou-Lou is racist to fox people.

Latverian Academy of Sciences:

It's weird that a school run by Doctor Doom is one of the safest on this list.

Braddock Academy:

Arcade also stole a bunch of their kids so they're also on the hook for child negligence. The Braddock's are also connected to the X-Men so there's a chance of getting dragged in to X-Men bullshit.

Strange Academy:

The staff let the students use extra dimensional portals to play tag and act surprised when the demons turn up? Also, maybe letting Magik send students to Limbo as a punishment will end badly. Just a thought.

#marvel comics #avengers academy #x-men #x-men bullshit #braddock academy #latveria #doctor doom #red room #strange academy #future foundation #reed richards #reed richards and hank pym belong in prison

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confusionmeisss · 10 months ago

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i hate boston - c. sturniolo

🫧 chris sturniolo x fem!reader

🫧 heartbreak makes you hate a city you never in your life expected to hate.

🫧 angst. hurt/no comfort.

🫧 465 words.

🫧 hi lovelies!! thanks for wanting to read! i loop reneé rapp constantly and one day i was listening to her, and i hate boston was playing & i thought, “i can do something with this” & here we are!! enjoy!! <3 masterlist

Boston was a beautiful city. Honestly, you loved it there. Key word being loved. Because it all faded away once your heart was broken.

Christopher Sturniolo.

The boy who made you fall in love twice over. Once with him, and then with his city.

You met Chris at a thrift store in downtown LA. You thought he was cute, he thought you were pretty, so you exchanged numbers.

On your first date, he took you out to get ice cream, and afterwards you window-shopped along the Venice Beach strip. It ended with you both getting matching turtle hats. Your cheeks hurt when the day was over, it was one of the best dates you’ve ever been on.

After a month of dating he introduced you to his brothers. You got on with Matt and Nick tremendously well. Sitting with Nick on the couch and showing each other your favorite TikToks was a wonderful pastime. And watching cheesy classic rom-coms with Matt was another of your favorites when Chris was busy.

And a year into your relationship he took you home with him for his birthday. There you met his parents, the sweetest pair you’ve ever met.

You spent so many early mornings talking with Mary-Lou, her showing you baby photos without Chris there to stop her. And talking golf with Jimmy in the middle of the day, even though you only knew barely bare minimum knowledge of the sport.

During your time in Boston, Chris showed you so many of his favorite places. He took you to Star Market where he used to work before YouTube. You spent so much time at his best friend Nate’s house. He took you to the beach and the aquarium and the record store. He showed every little nook and cranny of Boston that he could; all the tourist spots and all the unknown, underground places he loved to go to.

Chris intertwined himself with that city so intensely that you couldn’t help but equate it with him. Anytime someone mentioned the word Boston your mind immediately filled with thoughts of Chris.

That’s why it hurt so much when he broke up with you. He made you love him. He made you love his city. With so much pain in your heart, and with nowhere else to put it, you turned around and decided to hate the city he loves so much because it’s easier than hating him.

Because you can’t hate Christopher Sturniolo. Not truly. Not fully. Not ever maybe. Because he didn’t mean to hurt you. But he did. So now you hate Boston because it’s easier than the twisted haunting pain of memory.

You hope one day though, that you can love Boston in full again, because it truly is just a casualty to your heartbreak.

#ali’s writing 🖋️#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo angst #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #ali’s thoughts & opinions 📼

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slut4chriss · 1 year ago

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𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓

(𝐩𝐭.1)

pairing: chris sturniolo x fem!reader.

summary: you and chris have been together for 8 months but his parents don’t like or approve of you. so, instead of asking for you to come over, he sneaks you over.

warnings: chris arguing with his parents, chris standing up for y/n, angst to fluff, y/n comforting chris, tw!! — chris getting hit by his dad

a/n: guys pretend mary lou & jimmy aren’t chris’ parents in this bc they’re way too sweet to ever do any of this to chris. also i’m gonna quit doing the colored dialogue bc it’s so much work.. for what?!? it literally says who said it so idc. sorry y’all i’m lazy. not proofread

word count: 1,028

it was the morning after you and chris had sex while his parents were home. y’all had a rude awakening from chris’ parents shaking y’all awake. your eyes shot open, seeing chris’ dad as angry as can be, standing before you. were you scared? most definitely but this is your boyfriends family and y’all broke their rules.

you roll over to shake chris gently since you know he likes to be woken up gently. he groans and opens his eyes. when he sees his parents before him he shoots up, “i- i can explain.” his dad scoffs, “shut up, chris. you can’t explain shit.” his moms voice is stern and angry, “i want you both in the kitchen in 10 minutes, got it?” you both nod and they leave the room.

you immediately look at chris with a worried and apologetic look, “chris, i’m so sorry.” he shakes his head and pulls you into his arms. “this isn’t your fault, sweetheart. we’ll face them together, okay?” you nod and he kisses your forehead, “i love you.” he says in the most soft and loving voice you’ve ever heard. you nod and smile softly, “i love you too.”

chris gets out of bed, as do you. he grabs your hand and squeezes it as y’all walk into the kitchen. y’all sit at the island with his parents.

his dad looks so angry, it’s so scary. as does his mom but she’s better at hiding it.

his dad narrows his eyes at chris, “do you think we’re idiots, boy? we heard everything that went on last night.” you look at chris and he rubs the top of your hand with his thumb to try and calm you down. he sighs, “listen dad, mom, i’m sorry. but i’m getting older and i’m going to experiment.” his dad laughs, “fucking some little slut isn’t experimenting.” your eyes widen slightly and you feel a lump in your throat. hearing his dad call you a name made him beyond angry. he stood out of his chair and yelled, “never call her a name every fucking again.” his dad scoffs, “or what? you gonna beat me up? go ahead try me, son.”

this only enrages chris more. he gets up and walks over to his dad ready to hit him. you get up and try to calm chris down, “hey, baby, calm down, okay?” his dad hears this and laughs, “shut up, slut.” this was chris’ last straw, he went to punch his dad in the face but his dad caught his hand, twisting it and slapping chris across the face. it was so hard, there was a red mark on his face.

you gasp and immediately pull chris into your arms. chris is trying his best not to cry but it hurts so bad and it stings. you bring chris to the couch and rest his head in your lap. you gently rub your fingers through his hair, tears filling your eyes. “my baby, are you okay?” you ask. chris swallows the lump in his throat and nods, “i- i’m okay.” his voice cracks and you hear his dad yell from the kitchen, “be a man, chris. can’t take a little hit? grow up. and while you’re at it, find yourself a better girl because this one’s a little slut.”

i sigh and cover chris’ ears, “don’t listen to him, okay?” chris nods and tears start flowing down his cheeks. you frown and start wiping them away while kissing his forehead, “my sweet baby, you don’t deserve this. is this a normal thing? does he normally hit you?” chris nods weakly and more tears stream down his face. you wipe more tears and help him up.

“let’s go upstairs, okay?” chris nods and you help him upstairs. it may only be a slap but that would traumatize and scare anyone, not matter how many times it’s been done before. so you really want to take care of chris at this time.

you lay him on his bed and you lay beside him. he scoots into your arms quickly and you hold him tightly. you whisper to him, “i want you safe, okay? and if you’re comfortable with it i’d like you to come stay with me for a few days. my parents love you and would love to have you over.” chris’ face softens, “you’d do that for me.” you smile softly and nod, “of course i would, i’d do anything for you.” chris looks so grateful and he holds you tightly, “thank you, y/n. you honestly don’t understand how much this means to me. i love you.” you smile and kiss his forehead, “i love you too.”

“let me help you get packed, okay?” he nods, “thank you.” you smile, “no problem, baby.”

you guys pack his back and shortly after realize you’re gonna have to sneak out of chris’ house. his room is on the second floor so you guys throw his bad onto the electric box then both climb out the window, landing in the electrical box. from there you guys jump onto the ground and start walking to your house.

chris is clung to you the whole walk to your house. you honestly find it cute but the reason for it isn’t.

you guys make it to your house quickly and you take chris to your room. he sets his bag in the corner of your room and he lays on your bed. he does grabby hands for you to come cuddle. you giggle and so lay in his arms. he smiles and kisses your forehead, “i love you, baby. thank you again.” i smile, “it’s no problem and i love you too.”

“do you wanna watch a movie and sleep?” you ask. he nods and smiles, “yes please.”

you guys agree on a movie and turn it on. once the movies half way through you look up and see him peacefully asleep. you smile to yourself and whisper, “i love you.” you see a small smile grow on his face and you lay your head back down on his chest. you close your eyes and fall asleep with him.

a/n: this was rushed sorry! anyways, ily & have an amazing day! 💓

tags: @rheaasturn @junnniiieee07 @chrisstopherfilmed

(comment on this post if you wanna be in the taglist!)

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher owen sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #christopher sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo #nick sturniolo smut #sturniolo fluff #sturniolo triplets

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vanteguccir · 4 months ago

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤBOSTON FOR THANKSGIVING * CHRIS STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where Y/N goes back to Boston with Chris and his brothers for Thanksgiving.

FEATURING　Chris Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　yes.

WARNINGS　::　none.

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

The crisp November air bit at Y/N’s cheeks as she followed Chris up the stone walkway leading to the Sturniolo family home. The familiar house with its neatly trimmed hedges and warmly lit windows looked just as welcoming as it had last year, but this time, Y/N felt more at home. It was her second Thanksgiving with Chris and his family, and she already knew what awaited her inside: love, warmth, and a fair bit of chaos.

Chris shifted the bags he was carrying and glanced back at her.

"You ready?" He asked, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

Y/N nodded, her own smile spreading wide.

"Always."

The front door swung open by Nick before Chris could even reach for the handle. A blur of caramel fur darted out, running between the boy's legs while barking excitedly.

"Trevor!" Y/N squealed, dropping her own bags instantly. She knelt on the porch, arms open wide as the family dog launched himself into her embrace. His tail wagged furiously, and Y/N giggled as he licked her face with enthusiasm.

Chris stood above them, shaking his head with an amused chuckle.

"Guess I know where I stand." He teased, adjusting the straps of the duffel bags on his shoulders before bending slightly and taking her dropped bags, throwing it over his free arm.

Y/N grinned up at him, scratching behind Trevor’s ears.

"You know you’re second to Trevor." She quipped before pressing a kiss to the dog’s head, inhaling his comforting Dog Shampoo scent.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached, and Mary Lou appeared in the doorway, wiping her hands on a kitchen towel.

"There’s my crew!" She exclaimed, her face lighting up at the sight of her boys. She rushed forward, pulling each of them into tight hugs.

"Hi, Mom." Matt said, his voice muffled by her embrace.

"Missed you, Ma." Nick added, smiling fondly as she kissed his cheek lovingly.

When Mary Lou turned to Y/N, her expression softened even more.

"Oh, my sweet girl!" She said, pulling her up and into a hug so warm and tight, it could melt the chill of a Boston winter.

Y/N’s heart swelled.

"I missed you so much." She murmured, squeezing her back.

Mary Lou pulled back just enough to cup Y/N’s face, her eyes bright with affection.

"Missed you too, honey. How’s everything? You’ll have to catch me up on all the details."

"I have so much to tell you." Y/N replied eagerly, already feeling herself slip into the comfort of their mother-daughter dynamic.

"Well, come on then!" Mary Lou laughed, tugging Y/N’s hand and leading her toward the kitchen without so much as a glance back at the boys or their luggage.

Chris watched them go, shaking his head in mock disbelief.

"Every time." He muttered, stepping inside with the bags still slung over his shoulders.

Nick snickered.

"We’re chopped liver the moment Y/N shows up."

"Facts." Matt added, grabbing his duffel and heading toward the living room.

As they piled the bags near the staircase, footsteps creaked from upstairs. Jimmy appeared at the top of the stairs, adjusting his glasses as he surveyed the scene.

"Hey, boys!" He called, his voice booming with warmth.

"Hey, Dad!" They chorused, looking up at him.

Jimmy descended the steps, grinning. But when he noticed the absence of Y/N, his grin widened knowingly.

"Let me guess, your mother already stole Y/N, didn’t she?"

Chris laughed, tossing a jacket over the banister.

"Yep. She didn’t even give us a chance to finish saying hi."

Jimmy chuckled, clapping a hand on Chris’s shoulder.

"Sounds about right. That girl’s practically her daughter at this point."

"Don’t we know it." Matt said, rolling his eyes playfully.

In the kitchen, Y/N perched on a stool at the island, recounting stories to Mary Lou as Trevor curled up at her feet. The smell of freshly baked pies filled the air, and the warmth of the room seemed to wrap around Y/N like a blanket.

Mary Lou hung on her every word, her eyes sparkling.

"You’re such a delight." She said, reaching out to squeeze Y/N’s hand. "I hope you know how much we love having you here."

Y/N smiled, her heart full.

"I love being here."

The sound of Jimmy entering the kitchen snapped them back to reality, his steps light but deliberate, making a beeline for Mary Lou, planting a quick kiss on the top of her head.

"Hey, hon." He greeted warmly before turning his attention to Y/N. "And there’s our star guest." He said with a broad smile, extending his arms for a hug.

"Hi, Jimmy!" Y/N replied, returning his embrace with the same warmth she always felt from him. "How's that cabin going?" She asked, remembering the small cabin that Jimmy mentioned during their last 'family call' - how Chris liked to call it, one that he'd been building himself.

"It's finally getting somewhere." He smiled proudly, receiving a gaze full of joy and love from Mary Lou.

"Oh! I just remembered that we need to make a quick trip to the supermarket." She folded her towel, looking up at Jimmy. "I thought we had everything, but we’re out of thyme, and I need more butter for the turkey."

The oldest nodded, already heading toward the door.

"I’ll grab the keys."

"Y/N, you okay holding down the fort?" Mary Lou asked, her voice tinged with both apology and trust.

"Of course." Y/N replied immediately, rolling up the sleeves of her green Harry Potter sweater. "I’ve got this."

Mary Lou smiled, her affection evident.

"Thank you. I'll be back in no time."

As the front door closed behind them, Y/N found herself alone in the kitchen. The comforting sounds of laughter and basketball from the living room filtered through as she turned her attention to the stove.

She moved with ease, stirring sauces, seasoning vegetables, and now chopping fresh herbs for the stuffing. Her movements were precise, her mind immersed in the rhythm of cooking.

"Hey, chef extraordinaire." Chris’s voice broke through the quiet.

Y/N glanced up briefly, spotting him leaning against the doorframe, his grin wide and teasing.

"Need something?" She asked, arching a brow before turning back to her task.

"Yeah." He said simply, stepping into the room. "You."

Before she could respond, she felt his long arms slide around her waist, his warmth enveloping her as he pressed gently against her back. His fingers interlocked over her stomach, and his lips brushed against her cheek in a lingering kiss.

"Chris." She murmured, her voice soft with a mix of exasperation and fondness. "I’m trying to cook."

"I know." He whispered against her ear, his voice low and velvety. His lips trailed a slow path along her jaw and down to her neck, leaving a series of soft kisses in their wake.

Y/N’s breath hitched slightly, her hands stilling on the cutting board.

"You’re impossible." She said, her tone betraying her amusement.

"I’m thankful for you." He murmured, completely ignoring her comment, his lips brushing against her shoulder. "So, so thankful."

Her heart melted at his words, and she turned her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, but her smile unrestrained.

"You’re ridiculous." She said softly.

"And yet, you love me." He replied with a grin, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"I really do." She whispered back, leaning her head against his shoulder and closing her eyes, enjoying his gentle touch and soft perfume.

Their moment was interrupted by the slam of the front door and Mary Lou’s cheerful voice.

"We’re back!"

The sound of grocery bags being set down and Jimmy’s voice joining the mix signaled their return. Moments later, Mary Lou bustled into the kitchen, her sharp eyes landing immediately on Chris.

"Christopher Owen." She scolded, her tone firm but playful as she placed her hands on her hips. "What are you doing? Let that poor girl work!"

Chris straightened but didn’t release Y/N, grinning like a mischievous child caught in the act.

"I’m just showing her some love, Ma. There's nothing wrong with that."

Mary Lou swatted him lightly on the back of the head.

"Out! Go join your brothers in the living room and let her focus."

Y/N laughed, her cheeks still warm.

"It’s okay, Mary Lou. He wasn’t bothering me too much."

Mary Lou shook her head with a fond smile.

"Don’t defend him, sweetheart. He’ll take advantage of it."

"He totally will!" Nick's voice yelled from the living room, causing laughter to escape Y/N's mouth.

Chris sighed, finally letting go, stepping back with his hands raised in surrender.

"Fine, fine. But for the record, I’m still thankful for you."

He winked at Y/N as he left the kitchen, his retreat punctuated by his brothers’ teasing from the living room.

Mary Lou sighed, her affection for her son shining through even her exasperation.

"That boy." She muttered before turning to Y/N with a warm smile. "You’re a saint for putting up with him, you know."

Y/N paused, her knife hovering over the herbs before glancing toward the door where Chris had disappeared. A soft smile spread across her face, one filled with pure affection.

"I don’t think of it as 'putting up with him,'." She said, her voice warm and sincere. "Loving Chris is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. I'm very thankful for him."

Mary Lou’s expression softened, her eyes glistening just slightly.

"Oh, sweetheart." She said, reaching out to squeeze Y/N’s hand. "He’s lucky to have you. We all are."

Y/N smiled bashfully, her cheeks flushing as she returned to her task, but her heart felt lighter than ever.

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freshxsturniolo · 8 months ago

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GILMORE GIRLS, MARY-LOU & COOKIES - matt sturniolo x fem!reader

hi babies, i just know matt and his little fall heart would love a chilled cosy evening with his gf watching their favourite shows and you all loved my chris fic with jimmy and mary lou so i hope you all enjoy this xxx

you let out a sigh as you lay your head against the back of the couch, a sense of relief finally washing over you.

it had been an awful day of travelling, the airport so jam packed at LAX with people heading out of the state, delays on almost every flight but yours, however it only caused a knock on effect of bad moods across the airport. your uber had not arrived to take you and the triplets to their home in boston and jimmy had had no choice but to come and collect you all, which only added to the awful mood as the triplets had felt beyond guilty, knowing their dad was busy already that day.

so when you'd finally said hello to everyone, had a bowl of homemade shepards pie that mary-lou had had sat waiting for you all, showered and got into fresh clothes, you could finally relax.

"are you okay, babe?" matt, your ever loving boyfriend said as he appeared around the corner, watching you as you closed your eyes for just a moment.

"hmm" you mumbled, not having the energy to speak and look up at him. you heard him chuckle slightly, and you could feel yourself drifting off to sleep when his weight dropped down at the side of you.

"you can go to bed for a couple of hours if you need to" he said into your ear, before dropping a soft kiss to your cheek. you smiled, embracing his warm touch, finally opened your eyes and turning your head to the side to look at him. his eyes were dark rimmed and his hair was a mess, but he was still so beautiful. you were about to open your mouth when you see chris' figure in the doorway, diverting your eyes straight to him.

"we might head to nathans for a bit, are you two coming?" chris said, and you finally sat up as matt turned his position to face his brother.

"yeah, i'll come." and then he turned back to you. "babe?"

you smiled, reaching out to stroke his face. "i love nathan with my entire heart, but would you mind if i stayed here?"

you already felt guilty, but you'd been so overstimulated for the last 6 hours that the thought of sitting with 4 boys who were all going to be hyped from seeing each other felt too much. you wanted to chill, nap, potentially get some work done on your phone and call in an early night.

"i'll stay with you." matt said instantly, like you knew he would, but you shook your head.

"you've not seen your best friend in months, go." you almost demanded. matt cared for you so much, you could see him already fighting with his eyes, but you smiled softly.

"are you sure?" he said, at the same time you saw mary-lou appear in the doorway too, shuffling past chris.

"are you okay, kids?" she said, and you dropped your hand from matts face to look at her.

"do you mind if i stay here, mary-lou? whilst the boys go to nates"

she beamed at you. "of course i dont mind, my love. this is your home now too."

you smiled at her warmingly before turning back to matt, a smile on his face at his moms words.

"im so tired, matt." you said, and he nodded, dipping forward and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "tell nate im sorry.

"you'll see him tomorrow, im sure." he smiled.

"i dont doubt it." you chuckle, knowing full well nate was joined at the hip with the triplets whenever they were home. matt stands up, going over to give his mom a hug goodbye, closely followed by chris who then comes over to you, kicking your feet playfully. you'd always had a playful relationship with chris, and you go to kick him back but he runs off into the doorway, slapping matt on the shoulders as he reaches him.

"those boys" mary-lou chuckles at the side of you, and you turn around in time to see her sit at the side of you. "are you okay, my love?" she asks now, and you nod.

"im just tired, and the thought of them all yapping is sending me into another dimension."

she laughs at your words, throwing her head back, and you can't help but laugh with her. once a soft silence falls between you both, you reaches over to the arm rest of the couch and picks up the remote.

"so, i've been watching that show you love" she says now, giving you a smile, and you can't help the excited squeal that overcomes you.

"gilmore girls?" you say.

it was your favourite show, especially when you were home in boston. it had a nostalgic feel that couldn't be replicated anywhere else.

"yes" she chuckles, before the familiar netflix sound fills the living area. "im just about to start season two."

you beam. "my favourite season."

and so the work you were going to do goes out the window, as mary-lou grabs you a blanket, throwing it across your legs as she presses play on the last episode she was on. a soft feeling washing over you as you snuggle down, watching your favourite show.

you were asleep before matt came back home. the evening drawing in, the soft glow of the tv and the candles around you, the warmth of the triplets childhood home. the adrenaline from the day had had you tired beyond belief. but mary-lou let you sleep as she sat at the side of you, your head lulled on the back of the couch and the blanket spread across you.

you didn’t stir when the triplets came back home, and mary-lou hushed them as they came bounding into the living area where you both sat. the minute matt saw you, his face turned into a smile.

“how long as she been asleep?” he whispered, taking in your peaceful face. nick bounded across and sat next to his mom, who engulfed him in a one arm hug, and chris took place on the floor, resting his back against the couch and pulling out his phone.

“why am i not shocked you’re both sat here watching this?” he says.

mary lou chuckles before looking back to matt. “for the past hour”

he smiled, before he slowly sat down beside you, accidentally brushing his knee against yours.

you woke with a startle, looking up at him, before looking around the room. all eyes were on you apart from chris, who was sat not far on his phone, and you let out a smile as you stretched out your neck.

lifting up your foot, you reach chris’ hands perfectly and gently knock them with your foot, startling him so his phone falls out his hands. everyone erupts into laughter as chris lets out a ‘fuck’ before he turns around and grabs your ankle, pulling you slightly so you shift down the couch.

mary-lou swats his hand away whilst matt yells his brothers name, and you can only laugh.

“your girlfriends annoying as shit, bro” chris says, a joking grin on his face.

you shift your position back to where you were just a second before, finally turning around to face your boyfriend.

“hey, tired girl” he says, and you can’t help but let out a yawn. he chuckles as he leans forward, placing a soft kiss to your lips.

nick and chris have started talking to their mom, and their voices fill the room as matt picks up the blanket, positioning himself right next to you before his arm comes around your shoulder, pulling you into his side before placing the blanket over the both of you.

“cookies are in the kitchen” he whispers, as you wrap your arm around his waist, leaning your head against his chest.

“thank you” you whisper, squeezing his side slightly before lifting your head again to look at him. “sorry i didn’t come.”

he smiles. “doesn’t matter. are you okay?”

“never better” you beam, before laying your head back down on his chest.

the rest of the evening is spent lazily watching your favourite show, jimmy coming to join you not long after. you’re too tired to engage in conversation, but you can’t help the laughs that escape as you listen to your favourite family chat amongst themselves, your boyfriends hands running strokes up and down your arm the entire time.

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader

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