#lee!matt sturniolo

[radio-navlee]

Knock it off!

If you dont know who the sturniolos are, they are triplets who make youtube videos. And because they ade related im obviously not going to ship them with anybody.

Lee: Matt

Ler: Chris (+ plus Nick but only for commentary)

summary: Matt teases Chris until Chris remembers his weakness.

The sun peaked its way through Chris’s curtains, the rays barely touched over his bed. The boy raised his right hand to his forehead as instinct to block the brightness of the intruding sun. He suddenly opened his eyes as he heard commotion coming from the kitchen followed by snickering. Groaning, he checked his phone.

‘12:30? What the hell?’ Chris thought ruffling the hair out of his face. He sat up to now hear what seemed to be Nick annoyingly yelling at Matt.

“Matt!”

“Oh shit!” Matt giggled

Chris got up from his bed, threw on an old Tshirt and stumbled to the kitchen.

“Well good morning sleepy!” Matt said in a mother like voice, almost making fun of the fact he woke up late.

“Mornin’” Chris nodded, flinching at the sound of pans clashing together.

“Matt!” Another yell coming from Nick who was sitting on the couch with his phone in his hand.

“Nick, shut up I got it!” Matt yelled back,

“No you don’t, because if you got it you wouldn’t be making noise dumbass!” Nick complained, laying another round of lectures into Matt

‘Just as cranky as ever.’ Chris thought, chuckling to him self as he made eye contact with Matt who was still struggling in the kitchen. He gave Matt a raised eyebrow almost asking ‘what u making’ Matt held up a pan and gestured to the eggs sitting on the counter, ‘Eggs.’

Chris stretched his arms out waiting for Matt to finish up making breakfast, and at 12:30 in the afternoon, what a life they have.

“Why’d you sleep in so late?” Matt asked serving the eggs in the middle of the table

“I was, um, up” Chris answered, chewing through his words

“Chris if you going to answer a question please do it after you’re done chewing!” Nick begged

“Meh meh meh meh meh!” Chris held up his hand moving his fingers like a mouth, mocking Nick.

“Stop it! I’m being serious!” Nick slapped at the hand as Matt from across the table yawned.

“Somebody’s sleepy” Chris joked, using his fork to pull another serving of eggs into his mouth.

“I’m not! You’re one to talk Mr. 12 o’clock”

“Dude whatever!” Chris rolled his eyes

“What were u doing anyways?” Said Matt

“I was reading!” Chris said fixing his posture and sounding very proud. A wobbly smile formed on Matt’s face

“Really? You were reading?”

“Uh! Yeah!” Chris lied, using a ‘duh!’ Tone to make it sound as if he was for real.

“You don’t think I can read or something?” Chris asked offended

“no no, you do you man.” Matt fixed his smile back to his resting face.

“It’s just the last time you’ve read was the very hungry caterpillar in 2nd grad!” Matt giggled, causing Chris to slam his fork onto the table

“Not true!”

“Hey the table!” Nick looked up at Chris shocked he just dramatically slammed his silverware into the table

“True!” Matt yelled back, slamming his own fork into the table.

“I’m a very good reader!”

“Sure” Matt teased giving Chris a smirk

“Don’t look at me like that weirdo!”

“At least I can read!”

“Bro I can read I swear!” Chris whined, what a baby

“Stop, you both act like children!” Nick scolded

“Chris is a child, children can barely read by the age of 7!”

“Matt!” Chris pouted

“Look see now your pouting goofy!”

“Imma get you Matt!” Chris held up his hands in a clawing motion, wiggling his fingers at Matt before snickering to himself.

“Alright bro” Matt said ending the conversation and cleaning up his plate.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Matt now sat at the couch spread out scrolling on his phone. It had been a while since the tease at breakfast, so he easily forgot about Chris saying he was “Going to get him”.

Chris strolled into the living room looking around until settling his eye on Matt.

“Cuddle time!” Chris said in a high pitched voice before plopping down onto his brother.

“Chris get off!” Matt said in annoyance, pushing at his shoulders

“Chris seriously stop!”

“Remember how I said I was going to get you?” Chris asked evilly

“I don’t care get off me!”

This gave Chris the perfect opportunity to dig his fingers into Mats sides, massaging into the skin.

“Don’t fucking tihickle me!! CHRIS!” Matt yelled, surprised on what he’d just done.

“I told you I was gonna get you!”

“STOP IT! ChrIHIHhihiss!!” Matt giggled as he moved his way up to his ribs

“imma get’cha! Imma get’cha!” Chris sang as Matt tried desperately to push him off. Wiggling every finger in between his ribs to try to get the sensation to tickle more and more.

“3….2….1!” Chris counted down, once he got to one he shot his hands underneath Matt’s arms, pressing into that one spot between the ribs and the armpit. Matt screamed.

“CHRIHIHIS YOU AHASSHOLE!! IM GOHOING TO FUHAHUCKING KILL YOHOU!!”

“Why don’t you fight back if you hate it so much?” Chris asked giving Matt a break

“Cahause I fehehel like I cahant move you shit head!” Matt sassed

“I wouldn’t be insulting people if I was in your condition!” Chris said before using one hand to squeeze into his hips and the other to massage into his armpits

“GAHA! FUHUHUHUCKK!!!” Matt threw his head back in laughter. Squeezing his arms as close as possible to his body.

“Wiggle of a finger and your laughing!” That fucker just quoted himself!

“SHUHUHUT UPP!!”

“Matt how are you so confident in being in the situation you are in right now?” Chris asked now squeezing Matt’s knees

“FUHUHCKER GET OHOFF OF MEHEHE!!!” Matt yelled causing Nick to come into the room.

“You’re always up to some weird shit in here!”

“He just doesn’t listen to me Nick! Watch this!” Chris stoped tickling for a second

“Stop swearing at me!” Chris commanded as he went back to squeezing his knees

“SHIHIHIT!! FUHUCKER STOHOP!!” Matt held his stomach pounding on Chris’ back.

“Look see! I told you!”

“Y’all are a bunch of losers bro” Nick commented scratching his neck while looking on his phone.

“CRHIHISS STOHOP!! I CAHA- *snort*” Matt kicked out hitting the arm rest of the couch.

“Hoholy shit!” Chris cackled stoping his attack

“Dude you gonna kill him!” Nick sat on the other couch placing his drink on the coffee table scrolling on his phone

“I tohold you to shohop!” Matt breathed still trying to push Chris off

“Wait do it again!” Chris giggled

“Do whahat?”

“He wants you to snort again” Nick butted in

“I’m not doing that again, Chris get off me!”

“No it was funny!” Chris pronounced, digging his fingers back into Matt’s knees.

“CHRIS!!!” Matt yelled falling back into cackles, kicking both of his legs back into the arm rest

“Matt stop kicking the fucking couch!!” Nick scolded looking up from his phone

“Yea Matt! Stop kicking the couch!” Chris teased, squeezing into Matt’s knees.

“QUIHIHIT IT!!” Matt wheezed, squirming and trying to buck Chris off

“Chris you might actually kill him” Nick said

“No he’s fine!”

“FUHUHUCKING *snort* STOHOP!!” Matt finally snorted causing Chris to laugh and stop his tickling.

“Oh my god dude that was the funniest thing ever” Chris sighed, getting off Matt

“Dohont ehever do that agahain!” Matt threatened

“You’re just lucky you didn’t do that to me” Nick sassed

“Who says I still can’t?”

“Mother fucker, I will break you fucking fingers!” Nicks voice turned stern, causing an embarrassed giggle to come from Chris

“Matt you good?” Chris asked looking down at a exhausted Matt

“Yohohour ridiculous!” Matt punched Chris in the leg before dodging a hit in return.

“Stop! You’re about to knock over my drink!” Nick said defensively, grabbing his drink from the coffee table.

“Ow Matt!”

“That’s what you get, that’s was horrible!”

“You liked it though!” Chris smirked before dashing out of the room

“I DIDNT! GET BACK HERE!” Matt yelled after him chasing his around the house.

(Short a simple but I just felt that the tickle community needed more Sturniolo tickles! <3)

-Navy out!

[sunrisemill]

LEAVE ME ALONEEEEE

I hate this bitch so much we have one sided beef

[lvrsparadise]

hi pook!

you should write an opposites attract with chris. (i would say matt but i feel like this is more of a chris thing)

like, the reader is calm, patient, and quiet while we all know how chris is.

love youuuu 😽

'LOUD' - C.S

Synopsis - "Can you be quieter?" "Can you be louder?"

Warnings! - profanity, kissing, secret dating.

A/N - literally wrote all of this in class. i get to meet my baby brother today! (5th) by the time this comes out, he'll already be home. Thank you for requesting this pook! love you all ! synopsis sentence not used in story !!

I huff and look out the window of the van as Chris cuts me off, yet again.

“Chris, let her talk!”

“No! Nothing she’s saying is important!”

“And why is that?” Matt looks back at me before looking back at Chris.

“She’s not loud enough to really get her point across.” He’s too loud. He makes an emphasizing gesture with his arms, throwing them out in front of him. 

“Chris, just stop being a dick!” Nick smacks his arm, and it sounds like it hurts.

“Ow Nick! What the fuck?!” Chris grabs his arm and attempts to bend back to the backseat to hit Nick back, but he ends up hitting me instead, and I am furious, and I think he can tell.

His eyes widen quickly, and his face goes pale.

“Oh shit. Sorry ba- Y/N” I have to try and refrain from showing any emotion to his almost slip-up. I nail him with a look for a beat before returning to my scowl.

“You asshole.” I can see the genuine apology in his eyes, and with that, I become a little less mad and kind of just slump back in the seat, looking back out the window.

I hear multiple sighs.

“Now look what you’ve done. Great going Chris.” Nick’s voice is laced with sarcasm, and anger.

“My bad, wasn’t trying to hit her.” He sits back into his seat.

---

A few minutes pass and the subject has changed and Chris has gotten a little quieter. 

I feel my phone vibrate from my pocket and I take it out to see a text from Chris.

Baby♡: i’m so sorry babe, i seriously did not mean to hit you Me: it’s fine. You can kiss it better later (kissy emoji)

A small grin forms on my face as I hear Chris chuckle quietly from the front seat.

“What? What’re you laughing at?” Nick asks as he leans over to try and get a peek at Chris’s phone, but thankfully Chris shuts his phone off in time.

“Nothing dipshit.”

---

After filming, which took over two hours by the way, we finally head back to the triplets house, and just as we pull out of the parking lot, my phone vibrates again, and I already know who it is.

Baby♡: you alright? You’re quiet back there. Me: i’m always quiet. :) Baby♡: true… Baby♡: are you staying over tonight? Me: idk yet Baby♡: pleaseeeee 

I let out a huff of air and roll my eyes.

“Hey guys, is it cool if I stay over tonight? I don’t feel like driving tonight.”

“Yeah that’s fine with me.” Nick turns his head to me and smiles.

“I don’t mind.” I can see Matt shrug from the driver’s seat.

Chris is silent, probably for the best.

“Alright.” I look back down at my phone and grab my headphones from my pocket, putting them in and press play on my playlist as my phone buzzes again.

Baby♡: yay! couch then my room? (context: Y/N 'sleeps' on the couch until matt and nick go to bed, then she moves to chris’s room) Me: like always (kissy emoji)

I hear a chuckle from the front seat before Chris and Matt start talking.

---

I plop down on the chase of the couch with a groan and a fake snore.

I open my eyes just in time to see Chris Nick and Matt bidding goodnight to each other before they separate, all going their own directions.

Chris looks at me as he walks down the stairs to his room.

I huff and wait for Matt to turn off his music before I grab one of the blankets from the couch and walk downstairs to Chris’s room, knocking softly.

“Come in!” I crack the door open to see him sitting at his desk, phone in one hand looking down to it, and the other on the mouse. I smile softly and walk into the room, closing the door behind me.

He snaps his head to me, concern etched on his face.

“I didn’t hurt you earlier, did I?” I shake my head softly, tossing the blanket I brought down on his bed and walking over to him.

“No. It only hurt for a second, but it’s fine now.” I place my hands on his cheeks, gliding my thumbs over the smooth skin.

Swiftly, he stands up, picks me up, and tosses me on the bed before plopping down next to me, enveloping me in a great big bear hug, and I melt into it.

“Good. Don’t want you to be mad at me.” He kisses my forehead, nose, and cheeks before giving me a kiss.

“Never.” I smile and lean up to give him another kiss.

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ᴡɪʟʟ:

1. ꜱᴍᴜᴛ 2. ʀᴀᴘᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ 3. ᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ 4. ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ 5. ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ɪᴛ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ 6. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇꜱᴏᴍᴇꜱ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅᴏ, ɪᴛ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛɪ'ᴍ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴀꜱɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ.

ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ:

1. ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ 2. ɴᴏɴᴄᴏɴꜱᴇɴꜱᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴍᴜᴛ 3. ᴀꜱꜱᴀᴜʟᴛ

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[shortcakesturns]

Who I write for:

i’m currently working on the links, I know they aren’t working ❤️

- Lee bones and all

- Nic sheff (not writing fics for him anymore)

- Chris sturniolo

- matt sturniolo

-love island

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Here's a list of people and fandoms I will be writing for with some minor guildlines for requesting such as what I will and will not write &lt;3

Feel free to make your requests as detailed or as vague as you'd like.

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Content Creators:

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Nate Hardy

Sturniolo Triplets

Steve Brodt (Haunted Nights)

Dylan Stevens (Haunted Nights)

Team Theorist (Tom, Lee, Santi, Amy, Ash etc.)

Markiplier

Brennan Lee Mulligan

Media-based Fandoms:

Community (TV)

The Bear (TV)

Resident Evil (Gameverse)

Supermassive Games (Until Dawn, Man of Medan, Little Hope, House of Ashes, Devil in Me, The Quarry)

Hereditary (2018)

Scream (Movieverse)

Mr. Robot (TV)

Marvel (All media types)

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Bridgerton (TV)

[y2kstarr]

And if I said Matt dressing up as Marshall Lee for Halloween would fix me, what then?? 🫠

[sturn-saturn]

the olympics got me in my feels so bad. just bc their in paris and it’s supposed to be the city of love doesn’t mean they have the right to make me feel shitty bc i’m single like leave me alone y’all are supposed to be doing sports not making out on camera omg bro 🙄. and i’m so pressed about mondo duplantis (pole vaulter) bc idk that was my man first i’ve been fully in love with this man since worlds last year and he decides to beat his own wr and win gold AND run to his gf after barely touching the ground to hug and kiss her. THAT SHOULD BE ME I HATE EVERYTHING AND EVERY1 THATS MY MAN AND THEIR POSTING CUTE TIKTOKS TOGETHER AND IM GOING INSANE😭 like i never would have ever been within like 5,000 miles of him but still my man girl don’t play with me. but i’m just a hater anyway bc their kinda cute but still idc he was my man first i didn’t see her last year and i was there not her IT SHOULDVE BEEN ME OMG i need to take my phone away from myself i’m crazy. anyways love you don’t mind me i’m totally fine 🫠

OMG YESSSS MONDO IS SO FINEEEEE. him running to his gf after barely touching the ground is one of my many favorite moments of the olympics tbh. and sunisa lee is INSANEEEEE. i’ve literally had a crush on her since i saw her on tv back in 2021 she’s wifey

[rinavuse]

i love my silly little groups of men

[spiderplanter]

hi! can you write some matt sturniolo tickle headcanons please. it’s been a rough week i need some comfort 😭

Thanks you for the suggestion anon! This is my first headcanon attempt so I hope it’s satisfactory and can bring some comfort for a minute like it did for me while making it. Hang in there love 🫶🏼

Ler Matt-

~ favorite places to tickle are torso, back, and neck, and thighs (bonus points if he hasn’t shaved) also huge fan of raspberries and ticklish kisses when you’re sad or distracted. He will absolutely laugh with you and make you feel like the only person on the planet

~ is VERY teasy, can study what flusters you the most and will execute in the most tortuous way

~ knows how read your body language and will stop when you’ve had enough without you having to verbally say anything/ continue when he knows you need a distraction

~ will always find an excuse to tickle you because he’s in love with your smile and the certain way you laugh when he pokes your belly, or squeezes your sides. He absolutely LOVES physical affection and knows you love it even more

~ loves to jump out of nowhere and catch you off guard, usually resulting in wrestling you down to the ground or on the couch/bed and pinning you

~ will take every opportunity to praise you and let you know how beautiful he thinks you are and how much he appreciates that you’re all his to love and tickle 25/8

~ aftercare includes ubering your favorite take out back to the house and watching a tv show while cuddling, or taking you to go pick it up and driving to the beach to stargaze or watch the sunset/rise

Lee Matt-

~ is a walking tickle spot, can NOT handle a hand being placed on the small of his back or his neck, he will get goosebumps. Notable death spots include hips/waistline, ribs, back of the knees, and ears. Has the most adorable giggles until you hit the right spot and it turns into a high pitch belly laughter mixed with occasional snorts and squeaks

~ is SUPER shy to ask for tickles but will pester you endlessly until you give in (also can’t say the tword when he’s in a lee mood) and gets flustered so so easily literally at the smallest things, you could just side eye him and he’d get all nervous and start to blush

~ you can tell when he’s in a lee mood from his body language. Normally he’d be relaxing on the couch or in his room with his arms crossed, on his phone. In a lee mood he will be all sprawled out, exposing himself until he gets his way

- is the worlds biggest pouter when you tease him for wanting tickles and still refuse to give them, after a few minutes he’ll get super bratty and will eventually beg if you make him wait too long

~ constantly plays “tough guy” around his brothers just to provoke them to tickle attack (usually Chris’ idea, Nick will manually restrain)

~ his ideal aftercare when he’s thoroughly wrecked is cuddling in bed with music in the background and you best believe he’s not letting go of you no matter what. Even if you tickle him to let go, he’ll just giggle and plea but not fight back

~ if you’re ever in a tickle fight and starting to lose, he has a special soft spot right above his hip bones that you can squeeze and he will absolutely melt into a giggly puddle, kinda like a cat when you pick it up by the excess skin on their neck

~ has to have his night and morning time tickles he will absolutely toss and turn all night without them, and will be in a fussy mood all day towards his brothers which result in a majority of Friday videos containing the famous “mattitude”. When he glances at the camera or spaces out in the distance while Nick and Chris are talking, all he can think about is either getting his hands on you or is yearning to be wrecked and can’t think of anything else

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Hiii! Could you do hcs of the Sturniolo triplets? In general (only if you want :))

AAAAHHH!! ANOTHER STURNIOLOS FAN?!? EEEEEE! Ok ok, I gotta act calm…

Yes ofc I’ll do that!!!🤭🤭🤭 (I did each triplet as well😶 hope that’s ok)

Sturniolos:

Used to have tickle fights until Nick got uncomfortable.

Chris alway initiated the fights by either tickling Nick first and having to run and tickle Matt, or tickling Matt first and having him tickle Nick.

Matt and Chris are closer to comfortably tickling each other, but Nick doesn’t like the touch and it freaks out a bit.

Nick always has a sassy remark when Chris tried to initiate the tickle fights, “Your joking?” “Chris, I swear to god” “Don’t play with me!”

When having an argument, at least someone brings up tickling and Chris is always the first one to take charge of that.

The first time Matt initiated a fight between him and Chris, Chris had to let him win because he was so impressed that Matt wanted to do one with him.

Alright guys, meat and potatoes!!

Nick: 60/40 Ler

Ler-

Always does it to prove a point or because you aggravate him.

It either starts out as Nick going “Don’t you fucking touch me! You know what?” And ends with “I told you not to, dumbass! Now look at you!”

Chris and Matt are literally running from him most of the time because they know how evil he is with this.

On the rare accasion he does initiate tickle fights, he wins them most of the time.

Useally uncomfterble with tickling so he does most of it.

Doesnt really know how too when it comes to other people, but with Matt and Chris he completely wrecks them.

Favorite methods are squeezing, fluttering, skittering, or clawing

Lee-

Hates it, but that doesnt mean we cant pretend he doesnt want it here or there.

Anything on the torso will have him fighting you off like a wild animal. Your arm? well its broken now.

Doesnt mind the neck or knee tickles every now and then.

He insults you through laughter too, "YOU BITCH!" type of insult

Hes the type of person to grab onto you too, like your wrists or arms to try to get you to stop.

Hasnt been tickled in a while where hes completely out of breath, he trys to avoid that as much as posible

Matt: 70/30 Lee

Lee-

Get annoyed with tickling but never gets sick of it

Chris always targets Matt, almost always going for armpits.

Matt kicks a lot when you tickle him sitting down or laying down. If he’s standing up and you tickle him, he folds over trying to get away, or runs.

His worst spots have to be Knees, armpits, ribs, and thighs. If you get him in any of these spots he’s screaming.

Hates getting tickled in the car, feels like he has no room and since he is the driver, feels like he could break the car.

Tries to fight you off at first, but eventually gets weaker the more you tickle him.

His laughter is like a squeaky low pitched laugh, but it also depends on where you tickle him.

Sometimes Chris or Nick will see Matt get uncomfortable, or his social battery will run out, they like to tweak his sides as a “u good?”

Discovered his neck was pretty ticklish one day and never told anybody, nobody knows except him to this day

Will snort, never squeal, even if he did, it just be a higher pitched scream.

Uses the word sensitive instead of ticklish or says “it feels weird” instead of “it tickles”

More ticklish when he’s sleepy or tired

Ler-

Pretty evil, and doesn’t care what happens to him. Meaning you can say “I will kill you” and he won’t even bat an eye.

Knows how to tickle pretty well. (From experience of getting wrecked so many times)

Doesn’t know how to tease and gets pretty embarrassed and feels awkward trying to.

favorite methods are spidering, squeezing, and kneading.

On playful days, he will tweak (specifically) Nicks sides and try to wreck him.

Sees Chris as a challenger when it comes to picking on Nick, or seeing how much they can annoy him.

Always confident when it comes to tickle fights, (He loses most of them)

Chris-

50/50 Switch (also idk y the gif is so ginormous)

ler-

Big teaser, absolutely loved the idea of teasing his brothers. (Knows Matt hates it the most and really rubs it in his face)

Wiggles his fingers at you, and finds air tickles hilarious.

Random tweaks are his favorite thing to do to throw off his brothers.

Still doesn’t understand how tickling works but he knows he’s good at it.

Favorite spots to go for are sides, armpits, and neck.

wiggling fingers, whispering in ears and jumping onto them are warning signs to his brothers that he’s about to wreck them.

Very VERY! Playful when it comes to tickling.

Pinching, squeezing, and tap scratching are his go to moves.

Lee:

Again I’d like to emphasize that he is very playful when it comes to tickling.

It is confirmed that he is very ticklish, so I wanna say he’s the most ticklish out of the group.

when it come to fighting and Nick puts his hands on Chris, he always gets in a situation where Nick accidentally tickles him.

Giggles like crazy when getting tickled.

Also flails like crazy, kickings and waving his arms around.

He tends to tense up when getting tickled if you surprise him, he kinda like freezes.

His most ticklish spots are his sides, neck, shoulders, and calves. (Idk why but he seems like a calves guy)

Soooo sorry this took so long, you probably thought I forgot about it! I’ve been pretty busy this summer, I promise you more stuff is coming out soon!

[sunrisemill]

Why don’t you mind your own fucking business GRAMMARLY

[i-love-ptv]

oh guys this was so cute but so sad i’m in love 🙁

never forget you — matt sturniolo

paring — matt sturniolo x zombie!femalereader

genre — sadish? sorry it was kinda rushed :/

word count — 3.2k

Matt shut his car door and decided to take a walk to clear his mind. The city's night air was cool and refreshing, carrying the faint scent of rain on the horizon. He wandered aimlessly, letting the sounds of the city envelop him—honking cars, distant laughter, and the occasional siren.

As he strolled down a quiet street, something unusual caught his attention. A figure moved gracefully under the dim glow of the streetlights. Curious, Matt approached cautiously. When he got closer, he couldn't believe his eyes. There she was, an actual zombie. He had never seen one since the outbreak started a few months ago, but he was pleasantly surprised. Her pale skin seemed to shimmer in the night, and her eyes, though lifeless, held an inexplicable allure.

"Hey," Matt called out softly, unsure if she could even understand him. "Are you... okay?"

The zombie turned to face him, her movements slow and deliberate. To his surprise, she nodded slightly.

"What's your name?" he asked, taking a tentative step closer.

She opened her mouth as if to speak, but no sound came out. Instead, she pointed to a locket around her neck. Matt leaned in to see the name engraved on it: "Y/N."

"Y/N," he repeated, smiling gently. "I'm Matt."

For a brief second, their eyes met, and he felt a strange connection, as if the world had paused just for them. He couldn't explain it, but in that moment, amidst the chaos of the city and the horror of her existence, they shared something uniquely beautiful.

Zombies had been around for the last 6 months, and they usually didn’t eat humans to Matt’s knowledge. So that explains why he just put Y/N in his front seat, deciding to take her back to the house he shared with his brothers.

“Are you cold?” Matt asked, instantly cursing himself for even asking. Of course she’s cold, her heart doesn’t even beat anymore. Matt switched on the heat anyways.

Y/N slowly moved her head to look at him, wishing she could speak so badly. She wanted to thank him for taking her wherever he was going. Being a zombie meant she wasn’t able to go anywhere or do anything.

The ride was spent in a comfortable silence, and with how quiet Y/N was, he nearly forgot she was there. He pulled his car into his driveway, killing the engine and sliding his keys into his pocket.

Matt shut the car door softly, glancing over at Y/N, the prettiest zombie he had seen. Her pale skin glowed under the moonlight, and her eyes, though vacant, held a mysterious allure. He took a deep breath, knowing his brothers, Nick and Chris, would be waiting inside.

As they walked up the driveway, Matt could feel Y/N’s cold hand in his. He squeezed it gently, offering a reassuring smile. "It's going to be okay," he whispered.

The front door creaked open, and Nick’s voice boomed from the living room. "Matt, is that you?"

Matt stepped inside, pulling Y/N gently behind him. "Yeah, it's me. And, uh, I brought someone."

Nick and Chris turned to look as the pair slowly made their way up the stairs. Chris, the younger of the two, immediately dropped the game controller he was holding. "Whoa, Matt, what the hell?"

Nick’s eyes narrowed, his protective instincts kicking in. "Who is she?" he demanded, stepping forward.

Matt raised a hand, trying to calm them. "Her name is Y/N. I found her... well, she found me, really."

Chris approached cautiously, his eyes wide with curiosity. "Is she... a zombie?"

She stood silently, her eyes darting between the brothers. Matt nodded. "Yeah, but she's different. She's not like the others. She's... she's special."

Matt and his brothers had only run into zombies one other time, and it was pretty horrifying. It was two men, in the final stages of their lives as zombies. They were very desperate to not die, and it left the three boys traumatized. 

Nick crossed his arms, skepticism etched on his face. "Special how, Matt? She's still a zombie."

Matt sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know how to explain it. I just know she needs our help. And she's not dangerous."

Chris moved closer to Y/N, his curiosity overcoming his fear. "She doesn't look dangerous," he said softly. "She looks... lost."

Y/N’s eyes met Chris's, and for a moment, there was a flicker of recognition. She took a step forward, reaching out a trembling hand. Chris hesitated but then took her hand gently. "Hi, Y/N," he said with a small smile.

Nick watched the interaction, his expression softening slightly. "Alright, Matt," he said finally. "But if she shows any signs of being a threat, she's out. Got it?"

Matt nodded gratefully. "Got it. Thanks, Nick."

As they settled into the living room, Matt couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. His brothers were wary, but they trusted him. And as he looked at Y/N, he knew he had made the right choice. There was something special about her, something worth protecting.

Y/N sat quietly on the couch, her eyes scanning the room. Matt sat beside her, his hand still holding hers for comfort. Nick and Chris watched her cautiously, unsure of what to expect.

Y/N took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she tried to form the words. "I... kn-know... you," she stammered, her words barely audible. It took everything in her to speak so she knew she needed to get it done as quickly as possible.

Nick leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "What do you mean, you know us?"

Y/N’s eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and determination. "Bef... before... I was... like this," she struggled, her voice cracking. "I... knew... you all. We... were... friends."

Chris's eyes widened in shock. "Friends? How is that possible?"

Y/N looked at Matt, her gaze pleading for him to understand. "Matt, you... you used to... come to the... park. You...brought your... brothers. I... was there... too." Soft grunts between her words as her throat constricted were leaving the boys hanging onto every word.

Matt's heart raced as he tried to piece together her words. "The park? You mean... the old playground?"

Y/N nodded slowly, her effort to speak evident. "Yes. We... played... together. You... were always... kind to me."

Nick shook his head in disbelief. "This is crazy. How can you remember that? How did you even get all the way to LA?” 

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears, her voice barely above a whisper. "I... don't know. But... I remember... you all. And... I remember... the day... everything... changed."

Chris's voice was gentle as he asked, "What happened, Y/N?"

She took a deep breath, her voice strained. "There was... an accident. I... got hurt. And then... everything... went dark. When I... woke up, I was... like this."

Matt squeezed her hand, his heart aching for her. "Y/N, I'm so sorry. We didn't know."

Y/N looked at each of them, her eyes filled with a mix of hope and fear. "I just... want you to... know... I'm still... me. I'm... still the same... girl you... knew. Please... don't be... afraid of me."

Nick's expression softened, his skepticism melting away. "We're not afraid, Y/N. We're just... trying to understand."

Chris reached out and took her other hand, his eyes filled with compassion. "We'll figure this out together. You're not alone."

As Matt listened to her, a memory flashed in his mind. A little girl with bright eyes and a shy smile. His elementary school crush. "Y/N... were you the girl who used to sit under the big oak tree?"

Y/N's eyes widened slightly, a faint smile forming on her lips. "Yes... that was... me."

Matt's heart skipped a beat. "I remember you. You were my first crush."

Y/N’s smile grew, despite her struggle to speak. "And you... were mine."

Matt felt a wave of emotions crash over him. The girl he had once adored was now sitting beside him, transformed but still the same at heart. "We'll get through this, Y/N. I promise."

Y/N nodded, her eyes shimmering with hope. "Thank you... Matt."

The following months Y/N and Matt created a bond that was hard to explain. They knew each other as kids, but when getting to know each other as adults, was something way more. They spent countless nights getting to know each other, with Matt doing most of the talking. 

Which led them to now, cuddled up in Matt’s bed with the heat set to high. Y/N’s cold skin pressed up against Matt, keeping him cool despite the heat surrounding them. Y/N was always cold so this was the best way for them to both get what they want. 

“Did you like the movie?” Matt whispered into her ear, making her eyes flicker from the screen to his face. They had just finished Warm Bodies, one of the few zombie movies Matt could actually watch. 

Y/N had never felt so seen with this movie, as R’s experience was pretty similar to hers. She realized she was falling in love with Matt, if zombies were even capable of that at least. Y/N shuffled in bed, lifting a hand to tap the back of Matt’s hand twice. A little movement they had come up with for her to answer a question with yes. 

“Good.” He placed a kiss on the top of her head before he flicked the Tv off and shuffled so he was laying flat on his back. Y/N was on her side now, facing him. Admiring his beauty with the little light that peeked through the crack of his bedroom door. Matt could feel her eyes on him, and frowned as the blush crept across his cheeks. 

He’d never get to see Y/N blushing because of him. 

“..M-Matt…?” Y/N softly spoke, making him shuffle in the bed to face her. 

“Hm?” He hummed, lifting a hand to tuck her hair behind her hair. 

Y/N paused, unsure of herself now. She didn’t know if he would get scared off if she confessed how she felt, but she knew her time left on earth was just a matter of time. 

“I…” She exhaled sharply, feeling nervous for the first time in forever, “...Love….you.” She watched Matt’s reaction closely, the way his eyebrows rose then fell, his eyes quickly moving to different parts of her face. 

A smile finally broke out on his lips, his hands reaching to tug her closer, “I love you.” He whispered, the hot air fanning across Y/N’s lips. Matt leaned in closer, slotting his lips over hers. Y/N kissed him back weakly, her body not reacting like it used too throwing her off guard. 

She imagined her body would’ve flooded with warmth, her stomach bustling with butterflies. But now? Now all she got was the warm feeling of his lips against hers. Matt slowly pulled away with a goofy smile on his face. 

“Goodnight baby. I love you.” He grinned, placing another quick kiss to Y/N’s lips before he let his eyes flutter closed. Y/N laid there for hours, watching him sleep as countless tears fell down her cheeks.

This wasn’t fair. She never asked for this, so why did it happen? Why her? Y/N slowly struggled to get out of the bed, trying her best to not wake up Matt. She takes big steps in order to limit the amount of heavy footsteps against his floor, and carefully shuts the door behind her as she left the room. 

Y/N knew there was no cure for zombies, as it was such a new experience for everyone. A zombie's typical lifespan hadn’t even been decided yet, and she was already a couple months in. What used to be her beating heart felt heavy in her chest, unsure on if she should stay or go.

She didn’t want to be the reason she broke these boys, specifically Matt, if she ended up dying here.

Walking into the kitchen, she sees the whiteboard on the fridge clear of anything important, and picks up the marker laying on the counter just next to it. 

I’m sorry. For your own good.

She wrote the best she could, but she didn’t have the best control over her hands anymore. It was like her joints were freezing up, nearly locking them in place. She takes one last glance across the kitchen and living room, trying to memorize it the best she can. 

Y/N slowly made her way down the stairs to the front door, trying to stay as quiet as possible to not alert anyone she was leaving. She knew they wouldn’t let her. She walked into the night, feeling as empty and hollow as ever. 

“Matt?” A voice called to him, causing him to stir in his sleep. His arm lazily moved in search of Y/N, and his eyes were flying open when she wasn’t there. 

“Where's Y/n?” He asked, sitting up in bed and rubbing his eyes. Once his vision was restored, he saw a rather worried looking Nick, standing in his doorway. 

Nick’s frown deepens, “She left, Matt.” He speaks softly, knowing this was going to crush his brother. Matt shoots out of bed and begins to search the house, coming into the kitchen and freezing at the messy handwriting on the board. 

“Oh shit, I didn’t even see that…” He heard Chris mutter from behind him. 

Matt sank to his knees, the weight of his emotions crashing down on him. He buried his face in his hands, tears streaming down his cheeks. The world around him seemed to blur, the sounds of the city fading into the background.

"Y/N..." he whispered, his voice breaking. He felt crushed, like a part of him had been ripped away. The thought of her facing the unknown alone was too much to bear.

Every moment they had shared played in his mind, each memory a painful reminder of what he had lost. He couldn't shake the image of her face when she said I love you, the loving look in her eyes as she smiled at him. It was like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.

Matt clenched his fists, the anger and frustration bubbling up inside him. He hated himself for not noticing she was going to leave. But deep down, he knew it was what she needed. He just wished it didn't hurt so much.

As the night grew darker, Matt remained there, feeling utterly alone. The city continued to move around him, but his world had come to a standstill. And in that moment, he realized just how much he needed her, how empty his life would be without her. 

“I’m going to go look for her.” Matt suddenly announced, standing up from his chair in the kitchen. Nick and Chris were sitting in the living room, and they both shared a look before standing up as well. 

“We’ll come too.” Chris spoke for himself and his brother, all three of them wordlessly getting in the car. Matt drives straight to where him and Y/N met all those months ago. He slows his car down as he drives up and down the streets, his eyes darting around to try and spot any sign of Y/N being there. 

“Oh my god…” Nick gasps from the backseat, a soft smack echoing around the silent car due to him slapping his own hand over his mouth. 

“What Nick?” Matt spits out harshly, checking for a car behind him before slamming on the breaks. 

Chris lets out a half scream, “Jesus, Matt! That fucking hurt you douche bag.” He glares over at his brother, rubbing his now throbbing collarbone. 

Nick shakes his head, “Pull over.” He tells Matt who surprisingly listens. Nick wants to tease him about it but decides now’s not the time for it. Once the car is in park, Nick steps out immediately, Matt and Chris following suit. 

“If you don’t start talking, things are about to get violent.” Matt warned Nick, as Nick led the way towards the corner of the street they were on. Matt’s eyes darted around just in time to see a limp body resting on the streetlight. 

“Y/N?!” He yells, his heart pounding in his chest as he darts towards the streetlight. Once he’s close enough, it was like his heart stopped completely. It was Y/N. 

“Matt..” Chris trailed off softly behind him, as Matt roughly fell to his knees. Y/N’s eyes were open, but not blinking. With her not having a heartbeat, it could only mean one thing. 

Y/N was dead. 

Her skin had started to peel off, exposing her bones to the harsh weather around her. Her fingertips were a deep purple, her lips a hue of blue. 

“Y/N…” He whispered, his voice breaking as tears streamed down his face. He gently grabbed her hand, her coldness feeling the same as he remembered despite her current condition. 

The reality of her being gone hit him like a truck, sob after sob raking through his body. A deep growing ache was consuming him, gnawing away at his sanity. 

Nick and Chris watched on as Matt clutched onto Y/N’s lifeless body, worry displayed on their faces. 

“Matt, we should go.” Nick murmured, his voice thick with emotion. 

“No! We can’t leave her!” Matt cried pathetically, his grip tightening around Y/N’s hand. He could feel the bones breath underneath his grip, causing his sobs to become even harsher. 

Chris knelt beside him, “Matt, please. We need to get you out of here.” He softly encouraged, his eyes filled with sorrow. 

Reluctantly, Matt allowed them to tear him away from Y/N’s body. His legs barely supporting his own weight as his vision grew blurry. He glanced back at Y/N one last time, her lifeless body seared into his mind. As they moved further away, a hollow emptiness settled into his chest, leaving part of his heart on that street corner. 

He decided from that day on, he would never be who he once was. 

authors note — sorry I kinda rushed this to post on the 1st, life has been kinda crazy for me. hope yall enjoyed! <3

[lvrsparadise]

'two can play that game.' (II)

synopsis - "maybe if you weren't so shit at your job, we would've let you live."

prev. | next (this one)

warnings! - profanity, kissing, gore, blood, sharp objects, a massacre, written in first person (readers pov), open ending.

a/n - holy shit, @prettysturniolo you did an amazing with 'don't scream'. deserves an award fr. hopefully i get this done in time for friday the 13th, to add to the spookiness.

I squeeze my eyes shut, allowing the pricks of tears that had formed to roll down my cheeks. I then feel a hand reach up and wipe them away.

“Awh, don’t cry. We’re not gonna hurt you.” Then he chuckles darkly, showing that statement was a lie.

This time I recognize the voice as Chris.

Then, I feel a hand on my back, ushering me to walk with them.

I fall into step with them and open my eyes just as Matt moves behind me, pressing the knife to my lower back as Chris holds the back of my neck to keep me from going anywhere.

As if I would.

Everywhere I look, there’s a body. But my gaze lingers on the gutted version of one of my best friends, who’s hanging from the ceiling by his wrists.

There’s blood everywhere. Walls, ceiling, floor, even on furniture. They weren’t holding back, that much is obvious.

But the question is, why? Why go on a killing spree? Just for the fun of it? Doubt it. Revenge? It’s possible.

We walk downstairs, and pass many gutted and sliced bodies on the way to.

Once we make it to Chris’s room, Chris points his own knife to the bed as he pushes me down to sit on it.

Matt and I make eye contact for a split second, but that’s enough for me to know what’s next. 

I reach my hand under a blanket where I had Matt stash my own knife earlier, gripping the handle tightly, waiting for my cue.

“Now here’s what’s going to happen, we’re going to kill you, and make it look like you and your friends did this, and make it out scot free.” Chris points his knife at me, the tip of it being dangerously close to my nose.

“Why?”

Chris’s face furrows.

“What do you mean ‘why?’. We don’t need a motive. Motives are outdated. Right Matt?” He turns to Matt, but Matt gives me the look, signaling now is the time.

We strike at the same time. His knife on one side of Chris stomach, mine on the other, and we drag up, making Chris’s face scrunch up in pain.

He tries to take a swipe at me with his own knife, but I grab his wrist before he can even reach his hand up.

I grab the knife from his hand and stab it into his back. (like amber did to dewy)

“ ‘Member that one time you tried to pick up my girlfriend?”

“Well, you weren’t really showing that she was- gah!” I twist the knife in his side, making more blood spill onto his shirt and drops fall from his mouth.

“Doesn’t matter. I don’t like people touching what’s mine.” The threat is clear in his voice. And boy does it give me butterflies. 

It takes so much in me to not just let Chris die now, and kiss the fuck out of Matt. But we have to make it hurt, you know all that serial killer stuff. 

“Maybe if you weren’t so shit at your job, we would’ve let you live.” Matt retracts his knife from Chris’s abdomen, and stabs the side of Chris’s neck, blood streaming down his neck to his clothes and the floor.

I pull my knife out and leave Chris’s knife in his back as he drops to the floor with a sickening thud and squelch.

Maybe we can get away with this. I mean, I didn’t kill anyone. Didn’t have to. Not when Matt was so convincing with Chris. 

“Fucking dickhead.” I kick his body for good measure, the unpleasant memories of Chris hitting on me. 

I feel Matt’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling my body to his. He nuzzles his face in my neck, pressing a gentle kiss to it before mumbling something.

“Now to make it look like somebody else did it..” 

I swipe my knife clean of blood before grabbing a cloth from my pocket, wiping the entire knife clean of my prints. I then drop it on Chris’s body, placing my hands over Matt’s as we sway slightly.

Now we can finally be together.

With no interruptions.

Just me and- the fuck?!

I swallow hard and look down to my stomach, my hand grabbing the knife that’s stabbed in it, making it bloody.

“You bitch.” I hear Chris mumble as I look back up to look into Chris's eyes, who somehow isn’t dead, and is panting.

At least now Matt doesn’t have to do it.

“The fuck?!” Matt snaps his head up from my neck from hearing me speak, and locks eyes with Chris.

After a second or two of them staring each other down, Matt moves from me, removing his bodily heat. He kisses my forehead before turning back around to Chris, his body seeming to grow larger as he squares his shoulders. 

“Were you not listening to me? Was I not being clear about people touching my things? Much less my woman?!” Even though there is a knife lodged in my stomach, I still get butterflies.

Next thing I know, Chris is back on the floor with a knife lodged between his eyes. Blood covering his face and adding to the puddle of his blood on the floor.

Matt kneels down to the body, reaching his hand behind him, towards me.

“Cloth, please.” I carefully take the cloth from my pocket and place it in his hand.

He cleans the hilt of his knife, leaving it in Chris’s skull, before standing up and turning towards me, that ‘back the fuck away’ demeanor gone, now replaced with concern.

“Baby, are you okay?” I chuckle weakly.

“I don’t know Matt, I just got stabbed. Am I?” He chuckles with me, placing a hand on my upper arm, carefully guiding me upstairs.

Once we make it upstairs, we walk over bodies to the kitchen, a familiar face catching my eye. 

“I liked her. She was nice.” 

“Yeah, well, no witnesses. Remember?” He grabs a knife from a drawer and walks back over to me, placing it in my hands.

“Yeah, yeah.” I turn to him, my face stuck in a silent wince.

“You ready for this?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.” I nod and give him a kiss before stabbing him in his stomach, a wound to match mine. 

“Gah- fuck!” Hurts like a bitch doesn’t it?

“Sorry babe.” I place my hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t be. It’s all part of the plan.” He nods and kisses me again, as careful as he can be with knives lodged in both of our stomachs. 

I let myself get lost in it for a second. I let it wash my worries away, and replace them with the feeling of him.

We break apart after a few seconds, or minutes, and we rest our foreheads together, his hand resting on my cheek, and mine on his, leaving bloody handprints on our faces.

“You know what to do right?” I nod.

“Hide in your room, use the fake blood, cry, wail, scream, throw shit. When the cops start to arrive, hide in your closet and wait. You know your part too?”

“Yup. Dowse the podcast room in fake blood, hide under the table.” 

I nod and open my eyes, looking into his. I take a deep breath before we pull apart.

“Good luck, pretty girl.” He kisses my forehead before he walks upstairs.

“You too.” I whisper to myself as I watch him go before heading into his room, turning on the light to pour fake blood on the walls and furniture before using my bloody hands of my own blood and smudging it in with the fake blood.

Don’t want forensics to find out it’s fake right?

I start to scream, wail, cry, throw books, throw stuff around, making as much noise as possible.

Matt had Chris trash the kitchen and living room, and Nick's room, so it all looks like there was a lot of struggle, so this should be pretty easy.

I continue to do that until I hear sirens down the street, meaning my method must have worked and a neighbor called the cops.

I take the bag that had the fake blood in it, and hide it in my bra, so they don’t find it, and get in the closet.

I force myself to cry and I do that until I start shaking. Then, I stop making noise as soon as I hear banging on the door. I place my hand over my mouth and stay there until the cops come in, squeezing my eyes shut.

I hope we get away with this. Because now it'll be just us. No one telling us we can't be together.

Just me and Matt.

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Rated R Video

Summary: You and Matt are dating and was invited to do the newest Rated R car video where Nick, Matt, Chris, and Yourself talk about the things you all have been avoiding being in the public eyes..

Warnings: Cursing, use of Y/N, suggestive (i think)? talking ab sexual topics! (lmk if i missed anything)

A/N: the first part of this story will be fluff/suggestive? also this is my first attempt at writing anything so be kind pls :)

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Me and matt have been dating for about 2 years as of last month, so within those two years of dating we’ve had sex.. a LOT… in the van, the house, the shower.. you get the idea.. but when matt asked me to join the new ‘Sturniolos @ Nite” video where they explored sexual topics they have been avoiding since being in the public eyes of COURSE i indeed had to say yes.

the boys and i were setting up for the video, matt in the driver seat, nick in his assigned seat behind matt chris wanted my seat in the car (the passenger seat) i objected HIGHLY “Christopher do you really wanna sit next to matt while he’s talking about OUR sex life?” i snapped at chris “Well Y/N this” he said while pointing at the passenger side “happens to be the seat i sit in while we film EVERY car video so” chris stood outside the car door standing while pointing at the leather seat we’re arguing over. while our bickering continues matt rolls his eyes and before he has a moment to speak nick yells across the car “Chris sit your ass down and pipe down, you’ll be fine for one video specially when the topic is sex so let’s just sit down and shut up” chris looks at me with an annoyed expression on his face and i look at him and jus smile as i sit next to my boyfriend matt and smile matt returns the smile before clicking the red button on the camera and adjusts the camera so we’re all in it.

nick immediately, getting too excited to sit still starts the intro of the video.

“AS you can see, we have a VERY special guest today for the first time in years-“ i stop him “Nick it’s been a month since i was in a video” i chuckle. nick smiles “ANYWAYS before i was rudely interrupted.. we have matt’s future wife, the mother of my future niece’s or nephews.. Y/N!!” i smile awkwardly at the camera and sent a slight wave. “NOW LETS GET HORNY” nick says just a little too excited to explore a new side of the triplets no one has seen before. matt chuckles softly as he speak with a little giggle in his voice “im not sure if thats how we should start this whole video” i smile at his words awkwardly as if im not about to expose to 6 million people what me and matt do behind every closed door, nick and chris have gotten used to hearing me and matt because of the amount of times we’ve tried doing anything remotely sexual at the house.

“so for the first question,” nick starts “what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever had sex at” chris chimes in “bathroom of Target” mine and nicks eyes widen and look at each other, i slowly turn my head back to face chris “t-target?” i stutter in disbelief. he smiles and nods, i press my lips together and look at matt waiting for him to answer.. the silence fills up the car before i get bold “I have to say in the back of the movie theater” matt’s face turns red and he looks down smiling before nick yells “UMMM Y/N?! MATTHEW??” i smile and turn my face to nick “you told us honesty for this video so im being honest nicolas” we all bust into laughter before matt speaks up and says “my answer to the question is the same as uh Y/N” nick scoffs playfully before asking the next one “this one is a bit more Juicy” as he shimmy’s his shoulders “what’s your deepest darkest sexual fantasy” he continues. my eyes immediately widen, in the bunch of times matt and i have had sex it’s not bad but sometimes i want him to absolutely destroy me, like multiple orgasms at a time, make me cry, degrade me, you know all that pizazz, he’s scared of hurting me or my feelings which makes sense but i wanted more i just didn’t know how to come out and ask for stuff like this but i don’t want 6 MILLION people to- i was cut off by nick who’s screaming my name to get me to pay attention “Y/N” nick screams “Are you listening??” i stutter before answering “y-yes i was just trying to think of a good answer” i look over at matt who’s also caught up in thought “but i think chris should answer first” matt breaks the awkward tension by looking at chris as chris shrugs his shoulders and nods in agreement “hmmm,” he starts “id have to say i’d love to eat a girl out for HOURS” he smirks “not saying i’ve never done that but like most can’t handle much after one” he smiles devilishly and nick matt and i all look at eachother and snicker as chris still began going into detail about eating a girl out before matt cuffs him off “OKAY CHRIS, i will go next just to save everyone else” matt laughs before continuing “umm id have to say my deepest darkest sexual fantasy is uh prolly uhm” he stops nervously so i chime in “matt it’s okay come on you got this” he looks at me and smiles before finishing his sentence “tying someone up and like uh eating em out till they can’t move anymore” he places his hand behind his head and rubs the back of his neck but subconsciously my thighs squeeze together at the thought of it before i quickly snap out of it “well since it’s my turn my fantasy is just really rough sex.. yk like.. yeah i ain’t even gonna go into detail about that you can use ur imagination” i look at the camera and wink when i say the last part of my sentence before nick chimes in “well from the constant banging of the fucking wall from the headboard every night you’d think she be getting that gypsy rose ‘that d is fire’ every fucking night” the entire car busts out into laughter from nicks commentary on mine and matt’s sex life. “okay nick next question” chris states “uhm most of the rest of the questions are weird” nick says while trying not to gag from the question, but i can’t help but look at matt looking deep in thought but i can’t stop wondering if maybe i said something wrong.. was it my tone? i quickly snap out of it when nick starts talking to chris about the nights of restless nights of the consistent banging and moaning coming through the walls from matt absolutely blowing my back out, now matt was sweet and gentle and we had multiple talks about what we were into, what we liked, what we didn’t but i wanted MORE… i needed MORE… i bit my lip subconsciously at the nasty things matt and i could be doing in my head.

“OOO A GOOD QUESTION..” nick starts “something that gets you horny INSTANTLY” i smile and giggle before chris interrupts me and says “ASS AND THE THOUGHT OF SMACKING A NICE FAT ASS” i slap my hand on my face over my mouth over his comment, nick beat me to the thought of slapping Chris’s arm before it got any worse. “christopher sturniolo lets stop talking before your mouth gets worse and u expose yourself more then you have target boy” nick spits out “okay anyways, neck kisses are a biggie for me” i say turning the attention towards me instead of chris’s foul mouth. “AH FINALLY ONE I CAN AGREE WITH Y/N” nick cheers “okay okay, sometimes when Y/N walks around in plaid shorts and a tank top no bra.. idk that’s just me personally” matt says nervously but i can’t help but smile at his answer

“well thank you guys so much for watching this uncomfortable Rated R video.. we probably will not be doing this again because i cannot sit though listening through this again..” nick says with giggles in between sentences. matt grabs the camera and points it in my direction closely and i giggle and smile in the camera before he points it closer in his brothers direction and nick says once more “i will never be doing this again” as chris laughs loudly, matt does his little gremlin voice as i call it and clicks the red button to stop recording.

“well that was interesting” i laughed while stepping out the car to get back inside

“interesting isn’t what i would call it” nick giggles out

matt and i make our way to our shared bedroom but he closes the door suddenly and locks it which makes me jump and turn around

“strip” matt says sternly

“w-what” i stutter but clench my thighs together at his stern tone

“don’t make me say it again Y/N strip”

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A/N: AHH PLS LEMME KNOW HOW THIS IS?!?! also pls tell me how to make a masterslist.. cause idk how do that!!

[mattslolita]

nightcrawler - m. sturniolo ( 002. )

in which ... after finding out the truth about your best friend, reveals another that will change you guys' relationship forever.

( vampire!matt x black!fem!reader ) ( thriller spinoff, matt version )

warnings ; blood, smut, fingering, oral ( fem!receiving ), big!dick!matt, soft!dom!matt, unprotected piv ( wrap it freaks! ), squirting, creampie, fluff ending

"𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆."

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

as you and your best friends near the end of where the woods first meet, you exhale a breath you didn't realize you were holding. the information you'd just received was still trying to sink in, and you had trouble grappling the reality of your new reality.

"i'm gonna try and find that cute cheerleader i saw earlier," chris grins, sending a wink your way as the four of you disperse.

"you're such a horndog, i swear," you say with an eyeroll, flicking his arm as he leaves the three of you.

"i'm gonna have a drink or five," nick shrugs, and you grin, nodding your head, "you're coming with me, y/n."

"absolutely, don't even play," you agreed with an eager giggle, holding your hand out so that nick could take it.

"y'gonna be okay?" matt's voice asks you softly, but stern. you turn to look up at him with a smile, humming in response. "i'll find you if you need me."

"try and have fun, matt," you tell him, sending him one last smile before nick whisks you away with him.

matt watches as you bound over to where nick was taking you happily, your ass bouncing under your little skirt — his jaw ticks as he watches, realizing that other people were looking at you just the same, and it causes him to get annoyed.

oblivious to the way you've left matt, you're a giggling mess as you down yet another shot for the night with nick. you both whoop excitedly as a megan thee stallion song begins playing throughout the whole house. your eyes widen, pulling nick with you to the dance floor, beginning to dance with him.

"her friends and mom hate me," you rap, grinning as your hips sway side to side, "lay down on the bed do the crybaby..."

you feel yourself getting loose, hands slowly going down to your thighs as your ass perks up — you sway it side to side before popping it in circles, the crowd around you hyping you up as you start twerking to the song playing. multiple hands reach out to smack your ass, some people adding onto the extras by throwing a few one dollar bills out at you as you worked your ass.

when you come back up, a pair of hands come to rest at your waist, and you turn to see a boy from earlier that night who tried flirting with you when you first arrived.

"you really know how to get everybody goin'," he whispers in your ear, his hands roaming up and down the sides of you as you sway on him teasingly.

a giggle escapes your lips as you tauntingly graze your ass against his crotch, which you can feel his obvious boner poking through the fabric of his jeans. "i bet i got you hot and bothered, don't i?"

"s'like you read my mind," he chuckles, his hands gripping the flesh of your ass as he sends a slap to it.

it was wrong of you to tease a guy the way you were currently doing, but you knew it was better like this than think about who it really was who had you frustrated — your moment in the woods with matt had your mind hazy, running around in circles as you tried to decipher what you were currently feeling.

the way his hands felt gliding against your skin, the feeling of his teeth sinking his fangs into you — one thing was for sure, you wanted, no needed more from him. you wondered if the feeling had been the same for him too, or if you were just imagining things. but the way his eyes had darkened with something else, you couldn't have imagined that.

finally shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you're hyper aware again of the man who's lips leave kisses on your neck — however, it didn't feel right with him. it wasn't enough, and you were more frustrated than ever.

"wait," you breathe out, gently moving his hands away from your body, his lips leaving your neck, "i need some air."

"did i-"

"no, it's- you're good," you wave him off, shaking your head, "just need to go real quick."

he looks after you with a frown as you slink away from the dancing crowd, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. you quickly realized there were more bedrooms upstairs, and matt's room was the first one you thought of, having felt the most comfortable in there. you begin your trek up the stairs, passing by multiple kissing couples, who nearly looked like they were about to fuck on the railings of the stairs. you groaned as thoughts about matt kissing you swarmed around in your brain, causing your legs to clench together as you finally made it up the stairs.

matt's room was at the end of the hallway, and you quickly made your way there — a cold breeze swept past you as you opened the door, surprised to have already seen matt on the balcony.

sensing a presence behind him, he turns to look at you, his blue gaze boring into you. "hey," you say nervously, walking inside and closing the door behind you.

"havin' fun?" he asks you, watching you intently as you situate your skirt that rides up your thighs, moving your braids out of your face.

"i guess," you mumble, walking over to his bed that sits in the middle of the bed.

you let out a content sigh as you lean your head back slightly, your hands behind you on the bed as you look up at the ceiling above you. matt watches you, his blue eyes darkening when he sees your breasts struggling to stay hidden beneath the cropped top you were wearing. the restriction in his pants got worse when you laid back, and he was able to get a better view of you. he quickly brought his eyes up to see you looking at him with a small smile on your face, analyzing him curiously.

"how come you're not down there, too?" you ask him, fiddling with the moon ring you've got on your finger.

"just not in a partying mood, s'all," he tells you, sparing the woods another quick glance before walking away from the balcony. "i could ask the same of you."

"i was gettin really bored," you admit, sitting up as you toyed with the fabric of your shirt. you nipped at your bottom lip as you thought about other ways to cure your boredom.

"hey, i'm glad you're here, though," matt says, closing the balcony door as he makes his way over to the bed. you watch his every move, drinking in the sight as you wondered briefly what his mouth would feel like on you again.

almost as if sensing your thoughts somehow, his eyes darken as he narrow his eyes at you as he comes to sit next to you on the bed — you clear your throat as he gazes at you, become flustered yet again with you guys' close proximity. "i need to talk to you about something, s'got to do with all the vampire stuff, y'know."

"what's up?" you ask him curiously, your eyes watching him as he runs a hand along his jaw.

"when we first turned, it was explained to us that we get certain abilities we're able to do," matt begins, and you nod, listening to every word. "not all of us get the same ones, and there's certain things that have to happen before we can get other ones, y'know?"

"yeah, i get it," you nod, using one hand to lean on the bed, "so what things can you do?"

"little similar to the vampire diaries," matt chuckles, and your eyes widen and you grin widely. gosh, you were so pretty to him. did you know how pretty you were to him? his tongue darts out to lick over his lips and he clears his throat and continues. "one thing though, i don't get it until i've found my soulmate."

"soulmate?" you ask eagerly, your eyes having lit up like a kid on christmas morning. "what's the ability?"

"apparently i can't read thoughts until i've been able to read my soulmate's," matt explains to you, your gaze never leaving his.

"that's different," you hum with a nod, "i can't imagine how long you've had to wait, then."

matt looks at you with a look you couldn't quite place, and it has shivers running up and down your spine — his cold, ringed hand goes out to caress the supple skin of your cheek, dragging his thumb across your slowly as he admires you. his eyes dart down to your lips and your heart rate increases as your own dart to his.

he begins to lean into you but instead of your lips, his own cold lips graze over your neck, his breath fanning your neck — your frustration was getting impossibly worse, as you squeezed your thighs together. a kiss is pressed to your neck, causing you to gasp softly.

"earlier when i bit you..." matt whispers, nibbling softy at the skin on your neck, your eyes closed as your teeth clamp down on your bottom lip, "i know what you were thinking, y/n."

"really?" you ask breathily, causing him to pull back away from you.

his eyes raked over you, drinking in the way your doe eyes had been watching every move. he licked his bottom lip, quickly glancing at your lips before he leaned in slowly...

when your lips connected with his, a shock wave passes through you — he kissed you with such an intensity, it was passionate and hungry all in one. his arms hooked under your legs as his tongue meshed with your own, gently pushing you down onto the bed as he then hovered over you.

his lips momentarily leave yours to trail kisses from your jaw to your collarbone, his eyes zeroing in on the bite mark he left on your skin previously. he nips at the supple skin, causing a whimper to leave your lips at the feeling.

"y'wanna know what i read in your mind?" matt mumbles against your skin, his strong hands gripping the flesh of your thighs as he massages it.

"what was i thinkin'?"

matt's eyes darken with lust as he runs his tongue over the canine teeth that bare in front of you — he dives back in to your neck, pressing a kiss to you again, and you feel his sharp teeth break skin once again. your nails scratch at his back as you tilt your head to give him better access. he stops abruptly, staring at you with dark eyes as his tongue licks over the blood that coats the edge of his mouth.

"you want me, just as much as i want you."

you hurriedly pull him back in the by the neck, crashing your lips onto each other's — the kiss was mixed with a burning desire for each other, as well as passion and longing. matt's mouth expertly explores your own, his lips silencing your moans. his hand trails down to the inside of your skirt, his cold ringed hands ghosting over the wetness of your panties, causing you to whimper.

"all wet f'me, huh?" he smirks into the kiss, "i haven't even touched you yet, sweetheart."

"need you matt," you moan into his mouth, his hands teasingly rubbing against your lace panties, "please."

a chuckle escapes his lips as he trails them down to your collarbone, leaving his own marks and impressions on your skin once again. he aids you in pulling your skirt off, then he moves your panties to the side. matt teasingly rubs up and down your slit, causing your back to arch as you moan.

"please," you pathetically whimper, his blue eyes burning into your skin as he watches you under him, "need-"

without waiting another second, matt plunges one of his digits into your dripping core, causing you to moan loudly as your nails dig into his skin — he curls his finger inside of you, adding another one as you watches you fall apart under his touch.

"feels s'good, fuck," you moan, your eyes glazing over as matt curls his fingers, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot.

"you like my fingers inside you, baby?" matt whispers against the shell of your ear, nibbling on the skin there, "wait till you feel m'cock inside you. takin' my fingers so well angel, that's it..."

"s'close," you whine, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching, the band in your stomach threatening to snap, "fuck..."

"that's it angel, let go f'me, give it to me," matt coos, his digits plunging in and out you repeatedly.

that's all it took before you came around his fingers, the loud music overshadowing the loud moan that falls from your lips as his fingers still continue, helping you to ride out your orgasm. he gently takes his fingers out of your sensitive hole, licking them clean as he grins down at you.

"can't wait to have my cock inside of you, angel," matt murmurs in your ear, sliding his pants down with ease.

he takes his shirt off as well, and his boxers follow next, and you marvel at the size of your best friend — he was huge. you bite your lip as he strokes himself, throwing his head back and the only thoughts consuming your brain are how much you want him inside of you.

he hovers over you, planting kisses on your neck as he lubricates his cock with your already wet pussy — matt enters you slowly, letting out a gutteral moan as he bottoms out. "fuck, shit, so fuckin' tight, you fill me up so well..."

his vulgar words caused you to moan as both your hands dug into the back of his back, the stretch burning you — when he bottoms out, he stays put, looking down at you with lidded eyes as he waits for your approval to move.

"start moving, please," you breathe out, pulling his body impossibly closer to you.

matt slowly slides out of you, before he rams back into you, causing you to scream out at the instant pleasure that takes over your body. he quickly finds a pace, deliciously hitting that sweet spot inside of you.

"fuck matt, yes, fuck!" you moan, creating crescent-shaped marks on his pale skin.

"such a tight fuckin' pussy, fuck," matt babbles, continuously abusing your cervix, "s'like you were made for me baby, feel so damn good..."

the slapping of skin drowns out the party happening around the both of you, too caught up in the intimate moment you share with each other. matt interlocks your hands with his, pressing kisses along your jaw and neck as he thrusts into you at an animalistic pace.

"m'so close," you babble, drool beginning to pool at the edge of your lips, your eyes shut with your head in the crook his neck.

"open your eyes, sweetheart," matt groans, tilting your chin up to face him, "wanna see your pretty face when you let go."

you open your eyes to stare up at matt's fucked out expression, his brown locs strewn across his forehead and sweat glistening under the pale moonlight — his horse chain dangled above you as the headboard rocked, most likely informing people of the current actions taking place. he looked so beautiful like that, you hoped this would be engraved in your mind forever.

"matt, fuck, fuck, fuck, i'm-"

"shit, feel you squeezin' me up baby, go ahead," matt moans, blue eyes staring down at you with lust, "that's it, let go f'me, angel..."

a loud, pornographic moan leaves past your lips as you came around matt's cock, your orgasm crashing over you — a liquid splashed all over the both of you, and matt looks down at where his cock connects with your pussy to see that you've just squirted on him.

"gonna cum soon baby, where do you want it?" matt moans, his hand coming down to press on the bulge in your stomach, "look at that, feel me right there? fuck, so fuckin' pretty all fucked out f'me."

"need it inside me, matt," you moan, your nails dragging across his back, your back arched impossibly higher.

"i'm cumming baby, fuck..." matt grunts, his thrusts sloppy as he continues hitting your sweet spot. "gonna fill you up, give you my babies, my girl..."

with a few more thrusts, matt's filling you up to the brim, his cock releasing everything he had inside of you — he sloppily thrusts into you to ride out both of your orgasms, before slowly pulling out of you. you hiss at the sensitivity of it all, matt throwing you an apologetic look as he falls down on the bed beside you.

you both are trying to catch your breath, the reality of what just occured dawning on you — matt said he was able to read your thoughts, there in the woods.

before you could turn to question him, he's already up and walking into the bathroom that connects to his room. you hear the water run shortly, before matt walks out with a towel. you smile at him as the bed dips beside you when he goes to sit in between your legs.

the warm towel hits your skin as matt attentively cleans you up — you couldn't help but admire his afterglow, his features glowing softly. even for a vampire, he still had a warmness that seemed to eminate from him.

"you're staring, y/n," matt jokes, looking up to meet your own shy eyes.

"sorry," you apologize shyly, as he finishes cleaning you up.

you watch as he goes back into the bathroom, then you carefully get up from the bed and walk over to his closet. sleeping over all the time, you had plenty of clothes probably in all three of the brother's rooms. matt's room was the one you spent the most time in, so naturally more of your clothes more or less resided with him.

you look through the closet and decide on a large graphic tee that belonged to matt, then a pair of your boxer shorts you'd had. you dressed in the clothes quickly, then you walk back over to the bed and take the dirty sheets off.

by the time matt had come out the bathroom, you had put on fresh sheets and a new blanket set. he smiled at the sight of you bundled under the covers, trying to force yourself to stay awake for him.

he slips into the bed beside you, bringing your body flush against his as his arm snakes around your waist. he holds onto you as if you'd slip right out of his grasp.

"matt," you whisper, adjusting yourself under him.

"yeah, sweetheart?" he responds, sending a kiss to your temple as the top of his head rests against yours.

"was my mind the first mind you'd ever read?" you ask him, feeling yourself become nervous as you await the answer.

"it was y/n, yeah," matt tells you. you smile at this, your insides warm at the realization that you were his soulmate. a moment of comfortable silence ensues after this, as you both just bask in each other's affection.

"you think chris and nick will question us when they realize we're not down there?" you giggle after a beat of silence, and matt chuckles.

"probably," matt says, bringing your body closer, "but get some rest for now, angel."

your eyes finally close, and slumber takes over your body. matt watches your heartbeat, reveling in the newfound feeling of having you as his soulmate.

( lilly's corner 💌 )

yes i know the ending was pretty cheesy, but i'm down bad for stuff like that 😭. i still hope you guys enjoyed this nevertheless! i love you all, muah. 💌

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