#leoslaboratory

[throatgoat4u]

random post but these are some blogs on tumblr that i absolutely adore, and love, and why (most of the whys contain fics but like that's the whole point of me being on tumblr. other reasons too like talking to people and getting to know people, and shit. but like i'm literally always reading a fic)

1.) @bernardsbendystraws: she's actually so fucking funny, and i could just scroll her page for hours, and hours, and hours, and hours, and hours on end. and don't even get me started on her fics, and blurbs, and everything. it's just so ughhhhhh.

2.) @phone4pills: THE FICS ARE EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!! i cannot even begin to count the amount of times i've re-read her whole masterlist. like it's sooooo good.

3.) @blckslutsforchrizz: one of my moots!!!!!!!!!!! she's really fucking funny and i feel like any post she's posted where she has an opinion on something i always agree with that opinion. she's just too relatable. and not to mention she's so fucking gorgeous. like have you seen her face reveal???? STUNNERRRRR!

4.) @mattscoquette: her page is just too good! i absolutely love every fic of hers, and don't get me started on her au's. PERV!MATT!?!? LIKE AHHHHHHHHHHH. too motherfucking good. he has me on a chokehold.

5.) @freshloveee: love, love, love, love, LOVE her fics. the one where matt takes care of the drunk reader?!?! HELLO?!?! i love her so much i can't even. her new theme is also very, very cutesy. also we're supposed to be getting married (i think. last time i checked) so ya'll are all invited. mwah, mwah, mwah. she's def one of my favs.

6.) @chrisweetheart: another mootie! i devour her fics up like it's my last meal. if you haven't read the one about sweetheart reader jerking matt off, READ IT!!! oml it's so good. her theme is also just a chefs kiss like omg ughhh.

7.) @bluestriips: again, another moot! her fics are scrum-dilly-umptious. i'm literally licking my fingers clean after i read something of hers. love, love, love!

8.) @leoslaboratory: i just love sitting down at night, in my bed, knowing i can scroll through her page, and get some good entertainment. i love it. I LOVE IT! also dealer!chris?!?! I LOVE ITTTTTT OH EM GEEE!!!!

9.) @vainilladollie: GROUPIE LOVEEEE!!!!!!!! AGHGHGHGHG! that was the first time i discovered her page and i fell obsessed. i love that fic and all her other ones so much it's not even funny anymore. i love that i have such a cool moot who writes such good shit.

10.) @whiteferraristurns: first off, the name? need i say anymore? i love her fics so much like it hurts. white ferrari matt fic had me in a chokehold i actually can't even put it into words. loved it and her page so much.

there are so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so many more pages i absolutely love, adore, and just overall cherish, but there's too many to put. these were the only ones i could think of off the top of my head. and i may be glazing but idgaf. if you have a problem with it, then how about you fuck off. anywho!

toodles sluts :)

[thenickgirl]

heyyyy lovee how r u this morning

i just blushed omg

hiii i’m good, love how are you? 🫶🏾

[mattscoquette]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌

I LOVE YOU

[sturnioz]

that man bout to piss me off now u saying he talking crazy in pt4 now i must mentally prepare

pls tell us its not that bad…… for my on mental

maybe im just making you all panic and its not as bad ... <3 gotta keep you on your toes

[muwapsturniolo]

Grabbers ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི M Sturniolo

“I forgot I had plans, streams over. Bye.”

Masturbation(f), uhhh sex tape? Idk I can’t think of what the actual name is but yall better yuh like Ariana!

this for my bae @leoslaboratory cause i owe her a matt fic. also cred to @bernardsbendystraws for the divider!!!!

Matt loved to spoil you.

He loved to pamper you, constantly sending you money so you could keep up with your quote-on-quote “high-maintenance lifestyle”.

He had no issues with it, why would he? He knew you could afford it and that you never would ask him for anything.

He just loved how good you felt and looked after getting your hair done, your lashes done, a facial, and your nails and .

You were already beautiful, he made sure to tell you that often, but it was something about seeing you look so fresh that just made him feel good.

So when he sent you money telling you to "go get your nails and toes done", you thought nothing of it. You went ahead and called your usual nail girl, hoping she could fit you in.

Luckily for you, she could. She also had a recommendation for you as well.

Matt was streaming when you sent him a picture of your nails, he couldn’t help but smile, ignoring the chat as they questioned why he was geekin’ at his phone.

However, what he didn’t expect was for you to send a video. Maybe you had gotten crystals on your nails and you wanted him to see them glimmer in the light- but something told him otherwise.

He was curious to say the least, the thumbnail of the video being your face with a rather seductive smile.

He decided to proceed with caution, not saying a word and simply muting his mic. He clicks on the video and his eyes widen.

It starts off with you smiling into the camera, slowly trailing your new nails down to your bare breast. His eyes nervously dart toward the monitor before looking back at the phone just in time to see you tweak at your pierced nipples.

You eventually move the phone down lower, showing off the rest of your naked body.

He knows the stream is curious about what he’s watching, he knows he’s probably red in the face - he just doesn’t care.

His eyes analyze the screen as you spread your plump thighs, your hand immediately going in between your legs and towards your pulsating heat.

He feels disappointment as the video ends, hoping he would actually get to see you touch yourself. However, his disappointment is long forgotten when he sees a new video pop up. With hasty fingers, he clicks on it and feels the air being knocked out of his lungs.

You had managed to prop your phone up between your legs, giving him a perfect view of your glistening cunt. He could feel his pants tighten as your hand came into view, the new nails adding a certain je ne sais quoi to the video.

It’s like he was in a trance, his eyes following the movement of your fingers as you drew circles against your clit. Your moans were just as captivating as your hand movements, the way you moaned his name causing a shiver to run up his spine.

“Matt what the fuck are you doing bro?”

He ignored Chris’s voice, keeping his eyes and ears on the risqué video of you.

He could hear the lewd squelching of your juices, the wet sound making him wish it was his own fingers or even his mouth making you feel this good.

His mouth parts slightly watching as your favorite dildo comes into view.

It was a mold of his dick, made in pink.

“Fuck-“ he mutters just as you push the dildo into your aching hole, your moans only getting louder. He couldn’t see, he could only imagine the way your eyes rolled back and your lips parted.

His eyes focus on the white ring already forming at the base of the dildo. God, how he wishes it was him.

He could tell you were close, the way you sped up the pumping of the dildo, your other hand stuttering against your clit.

“Oh fuck! Shit, Matt Matt Ma-“

It’s like the odds were against him, your orgasm hitting you full throttle and making your foot knock over your phone, causing him to miss his favorite part.

He curses to himself, now frustrated sexually.

Without thinking too much about it, he unmutes his mic, his jaw clenched and voice strained.

“I forgot I had plans, streams over. Bye.”

He doesn’t waste a second in jumping up and grabbing his things, darting out of his room and out of the house. He hears his brothers shouting for him, but he only has one thing on his mind and it’s you.

He arrives at your house in no time, barging through the front door and rushing to your room. As he enters, he sees you already kneeling on your bed, looking at him innocently.

He quickly approaches, cupping your face in his hands.

“You’re a fuckin’ tease, you know that?” You smile at him, already starting to palm him through the material of his pants.

“I just wanted to thank you for my new nails…do you like them?”

He shudders softly as you snake your hand down his pants, wrapping it around his dick and stroking softly.

“Course I do sweetheart. I really like the ‘m’, it was a nice touch.”

“Yeah? A nice touch?” You begin to pull his pants down, eager to satisfy him and show him how grateful you are.

“Mhm, such a nice touch.” Silence follows as he wraps a hand around his own dick and pushes your head towards his angry red tip.

“Use your hands too. Wanna see the nails I paid for put to good use.”

[sturn777]

7 DAYS

pathetic!chris x mean girl!reader — ib : @kiemiu

sypnosis : chris has seven days to prove he’s more than the cocky, reckless guy you’ve always seen him as. from awkward dates to unexpected confessions, he’s determined to win you over—no matter how messy or ridiculous things get. will seven days be enough to change your mind, or is he just setting himself up for heartbreak?

chapter one: prove it.

THE PARTY IS LOUD, sticky, and overcrowded. the kind of scene you’d normally avoid. but madi dragged you out tonight, all smiles and promises of a good time. now, you’re stuck leaning against a peeling wall, sipping a vodka soda that tastes more like melted ice, watching everyone else pretend they’re not as bored as you.

you don’t even notice chris until he’s standing right in front of you, all smug confidence and messy hair, like he’s walked straight out of a cliché. “you’re really killing it over here,” he says, tilting his head as he leans casually against the wall beside you.

you glance up at him, unimpressed. “what do you want, chris?” you mutter. “just checking in,” he says, grinning. “you look like you’re having the time of your life.”

“don’t you have someone else to bother?” he chuckles, unfazed by the bite in your tone. “probably. but you’ve been giving me these nasty glares all night, and i wanted to see why.”

“and now that you have?” he laughs softly. “you’re mean. kind of like it, though.” you roll your eyes. “is this your idea of flirting? because it’s not working.”

“nah, i’m just curious,” he shrugs, his gaze lingering on you a little too long. “you come to these things just to stand in the corner and glare at everyone?”

“what i do isn’t really your business, is it?”

“fair point,” he says, taking a sip from his drink. “but it kind of is. you being here makes me think you don’t hate this as much as you want everyone to believe.” you raise an eyebrow at him. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“it means you can act tough all you want, but you’re just like the rest of us,” he says simply. “you’re scared someone might actually like you.” the comment hits harder than you’d like, but you don’t let it show. instead, you laugh, sharp and cold. “you think you’re that someone?”

he smirks, leaning just a little closer. “maybe. if you’d let me.” “please,” you scoff. “you’re all talk, chris. probably recycled that line on every girl here.”

“maybe,” he admits with zero shame. “but you’re the first one who hasn’t fallen for it.”

“congrats. you found someone with standards.”

you push off the wall, ready to walk away, but he steps in front of you, his smile fading into something more serious. “seven days.” you blink. “what?”

“give me seven days to prove i’m not just all talk,” he says. “if i can’t, i’ll leave you alone for good.” you hesitate, trying to figure out if he’s messing with you, but his gaze is steady. “and if you fail?”

“you can name your price,” he says. you think about it, curiosity tugging at you despite yourself. finally, you shrug. “fine. seven days. but don’t think for a second i’m going to make it easy for you.”

his grin returns, cocky and sure. “wouldn’t want it any other way.”

you turn and walk away, refusing to look back, but you can feel his eyes on you, and something tells you this is going to get messy.

taglist : ( @emely9274 ; @bluestriips ; @loveparqdise ; @st4rcs ; @starwebber9 ; @conspiracy-ash ; @sweetrelieef ; @chris-hallelujah ; @leoslaboratory ; @matttsangel ; @awnmaneez ; @heartss4clauu ; @mattsstarlet ; @madisturni ; @marrykisskilled ; @beautyloves )

[sweetshuga]

My two cents on the messed up shit that's happening...

TW: sa, r@pe & js fucked up behavior.

I don't consider myself a big blog, but I do have quite a bit of followers and this post is made to spread awareness.

There's always a line you CANNOT cross – even in fiction.

Writing about bdsm or just s&m is alright, whatever, but writing about r@pe, consensual or not, is MESSED up.

"It's just fiction." If you think that then you're fucking IGNORANT.

I write kinky fics, like fucking kinky shit as you all know, but you would never catch me writing about Matt or Chris r@ping/sa'ing someone even if it's consensual. Why? Because I have enough knowledge to understand how fucked up that is.

Flirting with minors? Let's not fucking do that and let's BE responsible adults. A 28 year old should NOT be talking to a teenager that way.

I'm 18 and even I fucking know that. That speaks for itself, doesn't it?

More people should LISTEN and LEARN.

DON'T CHOOSE TO BE IGNORANT!!!

If you want to know exactly what happened... Here & Here

random tags – @sagesturns @strnilolover @mattsfavoritestar @sophand4n4 @maliabakerscurls @mattsjuul @naviiq @nateismybf @nickgurl4life @blondiesturniolo @bendysbitches @vickytaa @bernardsbendystraws @candysturn @chrissbug333 @x0x0bunny @zebonos @zombiesturniolo @liiixsturniolos @lockettesstage @kenzlie @jonislvr @hjvi @helpimateenagerinlove @hearts4werka @giveheavensomehell @grungefck @ghsface @vanteguccir @waitforyrlove @darksturnz @delilahsturniolo @dominicfikeenthusiast @strnlslut @angelicwh1spers @pasteldreams @whore4mattsturniolo @phone4pills @phosphns @oldermenwh0re @immaqulate @ivysturnss @issysh3ll @unknvhx @user1smvtysturniolo @y3sterdaysproblem @yummyest @trevorsgodmother @thenickgirl @leoslaboratory

[eternaldesi]

AS A WRITER AND READER I KNOW THAT IT CAN BE HARD TO FIND GOOD WRITERS + GOOD FICS SO HERE ARE LISTS DEDICATED TO WRITERS AND FANFICS THAT FIT DIFFERENT SUBJECTS AND THEMES — Just because a writer isn’t on here doesn’t mean they’re bad at writing it just means that I haven’t read their work

MY FAV WRITERS SO FAR!!

𝜗𝜚 FLUFF

@mattscoquette 𝜗𝜚 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓

@vanteguccir 𝜗𝜚 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒

@hearts4werka 𝜗𝜚 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒

More tba..

⌗SMUT

@bernardsbendystraws ⌗ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓

@mattslolita ⌗ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓

@mattybsgroupie ⌗ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓

@evie-sturns ⌗ 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒

More tba..

ᡣ𐭩ANGST

@55sturn ᡣ𐭩 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓

@chrisbesitos ᡣ𐭩 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒

@delilahsturniolo ᡣ𐭩 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒

More tba..

✸OTHERS

@sturnioz ✸ au concepts

@sturniqlo ✸ blurbs

@mattsdolll ✸ blurbs

More tba..

MY FAV AUS

@allmylovc ✶ mechanic!matt

@allmylovc ✶ heartless!chris

@ch6rm ✶ angel!reader + dealer!chris

@cvnntagious ✶ babydaddy!matt

@bernardsbendystraws ✶ obsessive!chris

@bernardsbendystraws ✶ obsessive!matt

@mattscoquette ✶ dad!matt

@mattscoquette ✶ dilf!matt

@mattscoquette ✶ fratboy!chris

@sosasturns ✶ shoota!chris

@secretlocket ✶ sunshine!reader

@zweigsangel ✶ hockeyplayer!chris

@sturnioz ✶ shy!matt

@loverboysturn ✶ popular!chris

@loverboysturn ✶ newboy!matt

@et6rnalsun ✶ fashionkilla!reader

@et6rnalsun ✶ tutor!matt

@chrissdollie ✶ dad!chris

@chrissdollie ✶ rapper!chris + singer!reader

@st7rnioioss ✶ skater!chris

@mattsbows ✶ preschool teacher!matt + single mom!reader

More tba…

POC!WRITERS

@muwapsturniolo ᝰ black

@leoslaboratory ᝰ black

@mattslolita ᝰ black

@chrissdollie ᝰ Latina

@tastessousweet ᝰ black + white

@healmyhrt ᝰ black + white

@sturniolosass ᝰ Black

@teddybearbad ᝰ black

More tba..

BOTMAKERS + links (won’t let me link or tag anymore)

@mattscoquette ᱖ LINK

@cvnntagious ᱖ LINK

@sturnsrecord ᱖ LINK

@mattsbows ᱖ LINK

@sturnioz ᱖ LINK

@cupiidk1lls ᱖ LINK

More tba..

SERIES

@sturn777 𖦹 7 days

@delilahsturniolo 𖦹 a scholars secret

@Sweetshuga 𖦹 fantasies

@bernardsbendystraws 𖦹 comfort zone

@benardsbendystraws 𖦹 pink petals

@freshl6ve 𖦹 shut up and drive

more tba

MORE TBA..

[thenickgirl]

10 people I’d like to get to know better!

(the OG post was so long omg)

thank you @marrykisskilled for tagging me!

+ A song you currently have on repeat right now? everything i wanted by billie eilish

+ Your top hyper fixations currently? nick sturniolo clearly

+ Favorite aesthetics/colors right now? love fall aesthetics, but pastel colors are my favorite

+ An album you will never get tired of and has NO skips? 5SOS5 by 5SOS, WWAFAWDWG by billie eilish, and Eternal Sunshine by ariana grande

+ Dream date with your celeb crush? a calm little night in with Luke Hemmings where we just talk and snack and he plays guitar for me, until things get heated 😉….when i ask him why they never released the making of 5SOS5 part two 🤨

+ A YouTube video you will forever watch? 5SOS’ cocktail chats will have a hold on me for the rest of my life

+ Something you're looking forward to? Thanksgiving, i love eating and seeing (most of) my family lmao

🏷️: @freshloveee @tyummyz @sturniioloslut @nickssidewitch @nicksbestie @maliaforstvrns @chrissv4mp @delilahsturniolo @riowritesitall @chrislilcumslvt @leoslaboratory

[hearts4werka]

Drugged Love

Summary: You and Chris meet when you're coming back from a gang meeting and he is coming back from a deal, your apperance caught his attention but him suddenly popping out from an alleyway makes you react in the opposite way he though you would. He places his number into your phone but you have to keep the relationship a secret because of your involvement with the dangerous gang… Genre: ANGST & SMUT (further into the story there will be smut dw) Drug dealer x gang member, ?strangers to lovers? Gangster, drug dealer, dark themes, alleyways, driving late at night, rainy night, troubled characters, third person pov and possibly more! Warnings: mentions of drug usage & being under the influence of hard drugs, gang involvement at a young age, illegal weapon possession, involvement in illegal activity, being held at gun point, ?slight threatening?, dark subjects will be involved further into the story including different types of childhood trauma, ass content ahead and possibly more!

The idea is from @leoslaboratory and was requested by @yourmother29 in this ask so thank you both luvies!

"Have a good night everyone." I say to the people left in the conference room as I rise from my chair, grabbing my jacket off the back of the chair and walk out of the room.

“Bless your soul, child.” I hear one of the older women who were remaining in the conference room, shooting her a warm smile as she lights a cigarette that way neatly placed between her lips who do look like they haven’t met male lips nor seen chapstick in at least 25 years.

Walking down the stairs of the building and out of the exit I look around on the streets to make sure no one was lurking in the shadows behind the streetlight softly lighting the road and side walk.

My outfit mostly consists of the color black which is typically normal but having the hood of my hoodie over my head and my clothing cocealing most of my body which at night can be quite concearning and unsual to see. (I didnt find any reference for this so use your imagination)

I make my way back to my car, wanting to get back home after the meeting which lasted over an hour. Feeling the tiredness state affect my awarness of my surroundings, suddenly theres a tall, but significantly attractive man standing infront of me.

Out of reflex I reach into the back pocket of my jeans and pull out a gun, placing it against the man's forehead to stop him from any further movements, my finger already hovering over the trigger.

He visibly tenses and freezes in place, his vision falling onto the barrel of the cold metal gun against his forehead. A shiver running down his spine as he starts to speak in an almost oddly calm voice. Like he’s been in a situation like this before.

"Woah there, don't gotta be so hostile from the start. I was just passing by." He explains, raising his hands into the air in surrender to asuure me he wont be causing any harm to my human being and looking quite friendly but at the same time a bit high.

"Oh, I'm sorry its just a.. reflex I guess." I state in an apologetic tone, pulling the gun away from his forehead and back into the back pocket of my jeans, feeling slight guilt wash over my body at the sudden situation and my actions.

"You don't look like those typical girls walkin' back home this late, you bein' followed that you needa pull a gun on strangers?" He asks, a feeling of protectiveness washes over me at his question. It;s a weird feeling to be feeling to a man that you have just met.

"I can get pretty defensive when it comes to walking home at night. And no, no one is following me, atleast I don't think so" I answer, glancing around and comprehending my surroundings more than before and feeling certainly more awake now. Letting the tiredness state evaporate into the air.

“Ima walk you to wherever you gotta go, m’kay?” He insists, moving to stand next to me and ready to walk to my destination. Showing no signs of moving from his new currently taken spot.

“You don’t have to, don’t you also have places to be at?” I ask, still standing in the same spot I was from the beginning. Reassuring him that he doesn’t need to walk me back home and feeling slightly hesitant with a random stranger walking with me. “I’ll be fine, really. I know how to defend myself.”

“Yeah but I can’t let a pretty thing like you walk alone at night, especially with all the creeps around these alleyways.” He demands, clearly not taking my negative answer into consideration in his mind

Knowing that he won’t stop until I finally give in, I decide on just letting him walk with me. For some reason I feel like i can trust him and having a possible male friend that’s not a gang member is pretty refreshing.

“Fine, you can walk with me but don’t try anything funny or I’ll put a bullet through your skull.” I warn him, shooting him a slight glare and then chuckle at how his expression says that he knows I’m not kidding and that I am serious about the words I just spoke.

We take off from the spots we were stuck in for a few minutes and I start to make my way towards my car with him following close next to me.

“Soo… what’s with you carrying a gun around?” He finally speaks up, trying to make small talk as he looks me up and down in question, seeming a lot more calmer than others who I’ve had the fortune to have pulled a gun to their head.

“Well it’s not exactly legal and I can’t tell you the reason behind it.” I explain and wait for his reaction, noticing the wheels turning in his head with my words hanging in the tense air between us as small awkward silence joins in alongside the tense air.

He nods his head in understanding, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket which was softly draped over his shoulders. “M’kay, understandable.”

"Why are you out so late?" I ask my first question, a small chuckle escapes past his lips as he glances between me and the side walk ahead of him as we walk alongside each other.

"I think I should be asking that." He jokes, we share a small laugh and as his laugh hits my ears I feel slightly warmer inside, his laugh sounds like a small flower newly blooming before he starts to add, "but to answer your question, I was makin' a quick delivery"

I glance at him with slight confusion shadowing over my features, what kind of delivery is he talking about? he doesn't look like the type to deliver packages and with the current time, packages aren't delivered anymore.

"What kind of delivery?" My head tilting to the side in question, glancing up and down at his attire and observing him closely to try and pry an answer out of him from his appearance alone.

A chuckle rumbles in his throat at my question regarding his words, noticing me clearly observing him while thinking he's not gonna notice but with how my eyes were sliding down his form slightly scrunched in determination to get an answer, my intentions were obviously spotted.

"An illegal one." He answers straight to the point, I almost get taken aback by his sudden honestly given that we are strangers to each other and don't even know each other names yet. Quite shocking how quickly he seemed to warm up to me.

"So that makes us both involved in illegal activity," I summarise what I've caught from our current conversation we’re having before I add. "At least we got one thing in common so far." My brain is slowly easing into the information that this might be the longest walk I've been on.

As we finally start to reach the end of our little walk but just as the conversation starts flowing, I see a small glimpse of my car in the distance and feel slightly bummed that our meeting is soon going to come to an end.

I decide to just fuck it and ask for his number to maybe hang out in the near future together, ill be new air to breathe since he isnt involved with the gang I'm involved in. I’m nit sure in what illegal activity he is involved in but I wont stress over that for now.

We finally make it to my car, being only few feet away from it as i turn my head to look at him as he notices me glancing in the way of the black car and realizes it could possibly belong to me.

“Can you give me your phone for a sec?” He speaks up first, glancing down at me and at the black car we are now standing infront of and eyeing it up with quite the precision in his eyes.

Hesitant thoughts cross my mind as I slightly stare at him with confusion contouring my face, the only thing I get from him is a small laugh rumbling in his throat before he adds. “I’m not gonna steal it, don’t worry”

Still feeling slightly skeptic about this idea but I reach into the back pocket of my jeans and reveal my phone to him, before putting it in his direction and for him to easily grab I unlock it first as I assume he would want to use it for something.

Taking the opportunity he grabs ahold of my phone in his calloused hands and opens an app, quickly typing something out before handing it back that causes our hands to brush against each other.

As i take my phone back and shove it into my back pocket but pulling out my car keys and unlocking the car door, turning my head to glance back at him.

"See ya later, little trouble." He slighty teased, emphasizing the little nickname he suddenly thought of. My thoughts are mixed with the random nickname but I wont stress it too much until I get inside of my car.

He shoots me a small smirk that grows on his face before turning around, making his back face me now and starts to walk in the other direction. Slowly letting the dark shadows consume his form into their black wrath.

I open my car door and slide inside, slumping into my seat as my hands land on the steering wheel. My thoughts slowly wrapping their shadowy arms aroun dmy head and pulling me into the pitch black pit, I finally push the key into the keyhole and press the gas, pulling out of my parked spot and into the nightly street as rain starts tapping the roof of my car...

@hearts4werka

authors note: heloo everyone! Soo here is the drug dealer Chris fic and I hope you guys liked it and would want more, I love hearing your guys thoughts on any of my work and if y’all see any improvement from the previous ones, your guys opinion matters to me so don’t be afraid to leave a comment sharing your thoughts if you want! And last question, do we fw the small text? Luv y’all so much

& love and peace, V

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[sturnmeovr]

Hear me out 🫣🥵

I wasn’t tagged but I really wanted to participate lmaoo. Sorry if you've already been tagged & feel free to reblog your own if you weren't tagged!

No pressure tags; @sweetshuga @leoslaboratory @ribread03 @lvrsturniolo

[sturn777]

giving inexperienced!matt head for the first time . | ( female!r ) wc ?? ( masterlist )

matt's sitting at the edge of the bed, hands gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles are white. his chest rises and falls in shallow breaths, and he’s trying so hard to keep his cool, but it’s not working.

"you’re shaking," you tease softly, kneeling between his legs, your hands resting lightly on his thighs. pulling his sweats down as you look up at him.

"i’m not," he argues, but his voice wavers, betraying him. he glances down at you, his cheeks flushed, his lips slightly parted as he tries to figure out what to do with himself.

"relax, matt," you murmur, after having pulled his boxers down to his mid thighs, the cold air hitting his skin making him shudder. "just let me take care of you."

his jaw tightens, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment as he exhales shakily. "i don’t-i mean, i’ve never-"

"i know," you cut in gently, leaning in closer, your breath ghosting over his skin. "just tell me if it’s too much, okay?"

he nods quickly, his hands twitching against the sheets, unsure where to put them. the tension in his body is almost palpable, but when your lips press against his skin, soft and warm, his whole body jolts like he’s been shocked.

"oh, fuck," he breathes out, his head falling back as his grip on the bed tightens.

you smile against him, your movements slow and deliberate, giving him time to adjust. his reactions are unfiltered- every gasp, every shaky exhale, every quiet whimper spills out of him like he can’t hold them back.

"you’re so sensitive," you murmur, looking up at him. his face is a picture of vulnerability: eyes squeezed shut, brows furrowed, his lips parted as soft, broken moans escape.

"i can’t-" he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper, his hips shifting involuntarily. "it’s, oh god, too much—"

but he doesn’t stop you. he doesn’t pull away. instead, his hands leave the sheets and find your hair, trembling fingers threading through it, unsure if he’s guiding you closer or holding on for dear life.

"you’re doing so good," you reassure him, your voice steady and calm, even as his breaths grow more erratic.

he lets out a choked moan, his thighs trembling under your touch. "i can’t—i’m gonna—"

you don’t stop, your pace steady, hands and lips wrapped around his length, coaxing him toward the edge. his whole body tenses, his hands tightening in your hair as his voice breaks into a desperate, breathy whimper. his hips involuntarily bucking up, in rythm with each movement of your hands.

when he finally lets go, it’s like every ounce of tension leaves him at once. his body goes slack, his chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath, his head lolling forward to look at you through half-lidded eyes.

"holy shit," he murmurs, voice shaky, a dazed, almost shy smile creeping onto his flushed face.

💬 : credits to whoever did this idea first ,, i can't find it rn !!

🏷 : ( @emely9274 ; @bluestriips ; @loveparqdise ; @st4rcs ; @starwebber9 ; @conspiracy-ash ; @sweetrelieef ; @chris-hallelujah ; @leoslaboratory ; @matttsangel ; @awnmaneez ; @heartss4clauu ; @mattsstarlet ; @madisturni ; @marrykisskilled ; @inspiredangel ; @mattsdemi ; @sturnioloangell ; @ivyandthebeans ; @amelia-sturniolo3 ; @dominicfikeenthusiast ; @sophand4n4 ; @ch6rm ; @et6rnalsun; @sturniolossss ; @jetaimevous )

[secretlocket]

cas your mutuals as colors

࣪⠀ׅ ♡ ⠀࣪𓂃 casting my mutuals as colors. ( doing as many as i can, i apologize if i don’t @ you. )

@sugrhigh : blood red.

@et6rnalsun : gold.

@eternaldecisions : crème.

@freshloveee : beige.

@sirenedeslily : dark brown.

@zebonos : cerulean.

@55sturn : burgundy.

@mattscoquette : baby pink.

@chrissturnsfav : lilac.

@nickssidewitch : teal.

@leoslaboratory : dark green.

@cosmicanakin : silver.

@sosasturns : olive green.

@graciebrams : mauve.

[nopepsinolexi34]

A/n: guys this is my first fic so please let me know if it's good or bad.

Requested? Yes and no

Warnings: angst, cheating, getting caught, pt.1?, kissing, crying, rude/upset!Chris, cussing, use of. y/n, let me know if I forgot anything

Cheating/rude!Chris soft!reader

NOT PROOF RED

Chris and I have been together for a few months now. But something was off.. Chris was ignoring me more than he usually does, hiding his phone more, he changed his passcode. He never really told me why he did but there had to be a reason.

one day I was walking taking a walk in the park when I saw Chris and this other girl laughing and holding hands. I froze at the sight. There was no way Chris was cheating right? Wrong. Before I knew it I was crying and Chris was kissing the girl. I quickly ran off toward the triplets house, I had recently moved in because me and Chris were going to be together forever.. or at least that's what he told me.

When I opened the door I ran directly to Chris and I shared the room and grabbed most of my stuff and threw his stuff and broke most of his stuff (ex: his monitor for streaming) after I broke some things I grabbed my bag and went back upstairs and through the kitchen up the stairs to Nick's room.

I knocked on his door hoping he was there. Nick opened his door a few seconds later and saw my tear stained face but when I saw nick I broke down again, nick pulled me into his room and took my bag and set it down on his floor quickly pulling me into a hug. "Y/n what happened!?!" Nick said concerned but I didn't have the voice to talk.

After what felt like an eternity I told Nick about what happened and he was shocked. a few hours go by of me and nick chatting and sleeping when I wake up to a nock on Nick's door. I get up and go open the door just to be pulled out by Chris and he dragged me all the way down to his room no matter how hard I tried to protest.

Once we got into his room and shut the door with a loud bang, "Chris what the fuck is wrong with you?!" I screamed getting in his face only to be pushed back. "What's wrong with me?! Why are u ignoring me y/n like for crying out loud!" He screamed staring at me like he was going to kill me "maybe if you didn't kiss that girl in the park I wouldn't be!" After those words came out of my mouth Chris opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"Exactly" I said turning away from him. "Y/n listen" he said with a sigh "No! You cheated on me your disgusting for that you know" I said turning around to face him with a glare planted on my face "y/n it's not what you think she forced me! It's not like I wanted to, you know how much I love you, you know that I want to get married and have kids please listen" I said sighing tears lining his eyes "no Christopher I'm done with this with us if you really wanted to be together you wouldn't have even hung out with her" I said before pushing past him and opening his door letting it shut with a slam.

A/n: thanks for reading this if you did requests are open just dm me! Should I make a part 2 and if u wanted to be added to the taglist comment!

Taglist: @sturniolosangel @leoslaboratory @sturniqlo @lovmatt @sturnsdarling

[muwapsturniolo]

Cred to @mattsbows for bringing this up cuz I agree!!

The designs were ok for a minute but the last drop was giving ksi cringe song but in a font 😭😭

LIKE HELLO!? I said this to @leoslaboratory and she almost cried btw

ALSO A VALID POINT IS THEM DROPPING STUFF TO LATE!!

Why drop on that holiday when most people want their merch before so they can wear it on the holiday? It doesn’t make any sense to me.