#matt sturniolo agere

[nicksbestie]

Hey! If it’s not too much to ask, could you write a fic where Matt is a little bit tried to hide that he’s slipped from his partner (I don’t mind female or gender neutral :))? Thank you angel 💜💜💜

Hiding - M. Sturniolo

Summary : Despite being incredibly loved and supported, your boyfriend still struggles a lot with anxiety about how he chooses to cope. Good thing you can always tell when he needs you <3

Pairing : Matt Sturniolo/Reader (romantic)

Warnings : mentions of anxiety, worrying

Word Count : 1124

A/N : This is an age regression fic, which is purely safe for work and innocent. Any hate/disrespect towards me, my work, or readers, will not be tolerated.

Your boyfriend was the sweetest person that you had ever met. You had never met someone who was so genuinely kind hearted, despite everything that they had dealt with and been through, and you considered yourself so incredibly lucky to have such a darling person in your life, especially being your partner. He dealt with a lot in his life, especially now that he was a public figure, and you knew that could become incredibly difficult for him. It often showed in his time off of the camera, as his job was not stress free. His anxiety could often be uncontrollable, and it was something that he had struggled with for his entire life. 

He had been through so many coping mechanisms in his life, desperately trying to find something that would ease his worries, and it took him a long time to find something comfortable for him. He took a while before he even told you about it, a little worried and afraid that he would be judged by you, despite knowing that you loved him unconditionally. When he finally told you that he had chosen regression as a coping mechanism, you comforted him with open arms, telling him that you were insanely proud of him, knowing that it had been difficult to overcome the anxiety swelling in his mind to just tell you about it. 

Matt was the sweetest little, his age falling around the toddler range, and he was the most gentle baby you’d ever taken care of. He was quiet, fairly introverted, and extremely cuddly. He was a very loving little one, and he was nearly always happy while he was in headspace. He’s a cute baby, but sometimes, his anxiety follows him into his littlespace. Every now and then, it really got to him, and he was even more attached to you, terrified of the world, trusting you to take care of him and keep him safe. Because of this anxiety sometimes getting to him, during these days, he often fought his regression, feeling extremely self conscious about it, but you were always there to help him relax. 

Today was clearly one of those days. You had noticed that Matt had been picking at his nails a lot, his eyes always darting back and forth, and his body just generally screamed that he was anxious. You had done everything you could to help that day, hugging him lots, texting and telling him lots of words of encouragement, making sure that you were never far from him just in case he needed you. You didn’t know what had caused today to be such a bad day, but it was entirely possible that it was simply just one of those days. Anxiety can be unpredictable, and maybe he had just woken up unlucky today. You were supportive throughout the entire day, ignoring the nagging feeling in your chest, knowing that Matt hadn’t had time to regress in multiple days now. 

When he had to go many days without his form of stress relief, it often caused his anxiety to get a lot worse. You had a feeling that he really needed to have little time, but it was clear that he was busy today. He had a lot to do for filming videos, brand collabs, getting set up to film the next podcast episodes, and he had nearly been working nonstop for the past week. You knew deep down that he needed to relax, but you unfortunately had to wait and support him through the day first. The day continued, they finished filming a car video, and the second that Matt pulled into the garage, you immediately went downstairs to check on him. Nick and Chris thundered out of the car, laughing about some stupid joke, not noticing how Matt threw his head back into the seat, eyes closing, and a deep sigh leaving his lips, before putting his head in his hands. 

You hurriedly opened the door, helping him out of the car and pulling him into a deep hug, helping him walk back up the stairs. His exhaustion was written all over his face, and you could feel it as he let you carry half of his weight. You helped him change into more comfortable clothing, and he immediately threw himself down on the bed, curling up into you when you laid down next to him. You wrapped your arms around him, rubbing his back and running a hand through his hair, gently whispering comforts and praise, noticing the way he slowly went completely silent. You let him lay there in quiet for a while, hugging him, and softly kissing his forehead before speaking. 

“Are you okay, honey?” 

He simply nodded into your chest, not answering, and you had a suspicion that he was slipping, and trying to hide the fact that he was feeling little. You didn’t want to pressure him, wanting to give him the space to tell you himself, but you didn’t think he was going to do that tonight, so you spoke again. 

“Okay, sweetheart. I’m here if you need me, alright bubba?” 

Before you knew it, loud sobs were filling the room, Matt hugging you tighter and attempting to make himself appear smaller, clearly feeling immense levels of fear and embarrassment. Your eyes softened, continuing to comfort him while he cried. 

“Oh, angel. Deep breaths, baby, you’re safe. You’re going to be okay, my love, I’ve got you. Nothing to worry about anymore, honey, I’m going to make sure you’re taken care of.” 

It seemed to only make him cry harder, unable to speak to save his life, simply clinging to you and crying out all of his frustrations into the person he trusted with his life, his most vulnerable headspace. You reassured him, whispering sweet nothings to him while he cried it out, slowly stopping the tears, hiccuping a little bit, and if he wasn’t so sad, you would’ve found it so cute. You gently wiped his tears away, pressing little kisses to his forehead and cheeks, keeping him in your arms so he felt encased, but in the safest possible way. When he cried this hard, and had this bad of a day, he always cried himself right into a nap, and you were patiently expecting it. 

You knew he needed the rest, and you kept him held close to your body, his stuffed animal clutched in his arms, tears drying, and slowly yawning. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep against you, face flushed, and you held him as he slept, knowing that no matter what mood he was in when he woke up, you would always be here to take care of him, and he didn’t have to hide.

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[quinnysnursery]

Can you do a little!matt x fem!cg!reader? 🩵🩵

[🩹] stressful week recovery | matt sturniolo one-shot

paring : little!matt sturniolo x cg!fem!reader

summary : after a stressful week, matt's girlfriend knows just what her little one needs !

warning/extra tid-bits : Matt and his CG are in a romantic relationship outside of being a little and caregiver but this still does not make age regression sexual, y/n used (sorry guys its inevitable sometimes😿)

word count : 2,423

divider credit : MEEE c: i made it using canva guys!!

a/n : save me monkey jellycat i saw at the store today....save me... (sorry for any typos ! i'm just a girl !)

Friday, 8:10 pm.

Matt let out a loud sigh as he finally let his head hit his pillows, his entire body relaxing into the plush mattress. Closing his eyes and letting out yet another exhausted breath, Matt recounted the week he'd endured.

On Monday, Chris woke him up screaming they were missing footage and Nick needed it to wrap up the video. Tuesday, he was supposed to drive Chris to a dentist appointment and everything was going fine until...a simple flat tire caused Matt to make Chris late, which Chris wouldn't let go of for the remainder of the week.

Wednesday, they filmed. The familiar nickname of "Miserable Matt" returned...which sucked. Matt wasn't miserable, he wasn't even annoyed by his brothers at first. He was just overstimulated, the leather seats of the car too uncomfortable, the car too hot but the AC too loud. It was unbearable....maybe even miserable.

Thursday started out good. He ran a few errands with Nick and Chris, who still insisted that Matt intentionally made him late for his dentist appointment. That didn't matter though, because he was just joking....hopefully. Thursday was going so well in fact, that he decided he would take some instagram photos with the help of Chris.

Well, apparently Chris thought it would be so funny to intentionally make each photo blurry to some degree. "If I can be late to a dentist appointment, you can survive with one less photo on your feed." He teased as Matt held back frustrated tears the entire way back.

Today, Friday, was probably the easiest of all. He spent the entire day attempting to de-stress. He had to film yet another video, but this one was easier as Chris seemed to finally let the damn dentist grudge go. That's what led him to now, laying on his bed with a blaring headache as the stress of the week caught up to him. The yelling from Monday, the week-long teasing…the blurry photos.

Everything just felt too loud. Too loud, or too bright. Too big.

Shit.

Everything felt too big. Matt felt small, little.

Groaning, Matt evaluated his options. His brothers knew mildly of his regression, but there was no way in hell he was going to ask them for help. Not now.

He didn’t even necessarily want to bother his girlfriend/caregiver right now but this regression was coming on strong and there was no way Matt would be able to handle it on his own. 

As if on cue, the familiar sound of your text tone went off on his nightstand. Quickly sitting up and scrambling for his phone, Matt read your message through teary eyes.

‘mommy🤍: hey hun!! were we still on for that movie marathon? x’

Shit. In the hell-spiral that had been this week Matt completely forgot he agreed to a movie marathon with you. Chewing his lip anxiously, Matt typed out a response.

‘matty💙 : really sorry, i don't think i can. had a really bad week, i don't know if i can drive over :(’

It took less than a moment for a reply to come back.

‘mommy🤍: be ready in 20, bring your littlespace bag’

A smile managed to form on the brunette's face. Matt took a few more moments to calm himself down, the familiar fuzzy feeling beginning to become even more prominent on his mind.

“Not yet.” He thought to himself as he stood up carefully, grabbing the bag out from his closet. He took in front of his open closet for a few moments before deciding to change into a looser fitting t-shirt and sweats.

Matt sat back down on the edge of his bed, checking his phone once more even though he knew you'd be at least another 10 minutes.

Friday, 9:00 pm.

‘mommy🤍: in the driveway, need me to come get you baby?'

‘matty💙 : i can do it'

‘matty💙 : not little yet.'

Matt began trudging downstairs with his backpack cast over his shoulder, he was just gonna slip out the front door and avoid having to explain to his brothers why he was going to spend the weekend at his girlfriend's hous-

"Matt!" Chris called, peeking his head over the couch. God dammit. Matt turned on his heels, flashing a fake smile to both his brothers. "Where are you heading off too in the night?" Nick joked, "Kid looks like batman." Chris added with a laugh.

"Mysterious Matt." Both Nick and Chris agreed before bursting into laughter. Matt had to remind himself to take deep breaths to avoid crying once again. His brothers were just joking around with him, he was just sensitive.

He wanted to just slip out the front door, hurry across the driveway, slide into your car and let you take charge. He just wanted to regress.

“Uhm…(Y/N)’s picking me up.” Matt swallowed, shifting his weight from one foot to another. "I'm staying the weekend." He added, reaching for the doorknob.

"Okay, loverboy." Nick said, Matt rolled his eyes at the old joke. The middle triplet stood awkwardly for a moment, the silence being interrupted by Matt's phone going off.

‘mommy🤍: everything okay?'

Smiling at the message, Matt bid his brothers a goodbye before shutting the door closed behind him. Matt smiled, the fuzzy feeling weighing down on his brain even more as he opened the passenger side door.

"Hey baby!" You smiled, "Look who I brought!" You reached behind you. You took a moment before pulling out Matt's beloved pug stuffed animal he'd left behind a few weeks ago, Mr.Wrinkleton.

A smile instantly formed on Matt's face as he quickly buckled his seatbelt, placing his backpack in front of him. "Mr.Wrinkleton!" The boy beamed, no longer feeling the need to fight off the obvious signs he was regressing.

Ruffling his hair, you put the car in park and began the drive to your home.

For the most part, Matt was silent. Only occasionally whispering something to Mr.Wrinkleton or pointing at something on the side of the road.

"Do you want mama to make you something? Or do you want something else?" You asked, turning down the soft indie music that was playing through the car speakers. Matt paused for a moment, thinking to himself.

"....grilled 'eese?" The brunette asked, looking over at you. "P'ease mama?" The puppy-dog eyes were now in full-effect. You smiled, glancing over at your boy, "Does Mr.Wrinkleton want a grilled cheese too?" You asked, "He can't have grilled 'eese! He's a pug!" The boy giggled.

Friday, 9:40 pm.

"One grilled cheese for Matt." You hummed, placing the plastic bear-shaped plate down on your kitchen island.

"No crust!" Matt beamed as he noticed you'd sliced the edges of the sandwich off. You nodded, wrinkling up your nose with a smile. "I cut it off, just for you." You tapped his nose playfully. "Do you think Mr.Wrinkleton would want the crust?" You asked, revealing a small blue bowl of bread crust from behind you.

Matt giggled and nodded enthusiastically, "Mhm!!".

Smiling, you place the plush dog in front of the blue bowl. "Eat your food angel, bedtime soon." You said, brushing his hair away from his face.

While Matt ate his grilled cheese, you silently snuck the pieces of bread from Mr.Wrinkleton's bowl into your mouth. The two of you enjoyed the comfortable quiet.

"Chris was bein' mean..." Matt mumbled, leaning into your arm. You quickly took your hand away from Mr.Wrinkleton's bowl as you turned your attention to your little.

"Really? What was he saying sweetheart?" You asked, snaking your arm around his lower torso and pulling him closer.

"Kept sayin' I made him late to th-the dentist on purpose..." Matt mumbled, his feelings quite obviously still hurt from Chris' comments.

"Oh honey..." You cooed as you felt Matt's tears trickle down his face and begin to dampen your shirt sleeve.

"A-And I didn't mean too! M' had to change the tire all by m'self!" Matt cried, abandoning his mostly-eaten sandwich to reach for your grasp.

Standing up, you gently led Matt to the couch allowing the two of you to collapse onto the cushions. Matt instantly scrambled onto your lap, curling into you.

"Shhh, I'm here. Just let it out." You soothed, wrapping your arms around your little, playing with the back of his hair. Matt cried, whimpering out a few more words about "blurry photos 'n lost footage".

You made a mental note to ask Matt about those things when he was no longer regressed.

"Mama's here....I've got you." You reassure, kissing the top of the brunette's head before he buried his head into the crook of your neck.

The two of you stayed like that for an hour. Matt unleashing the stress of his week through tears and you whispering reassuring words into his ear as you played with his hair.

Eventually though, Matt's tears turned to sniffles and sniffles turned to hiccups, which eventually turned to snores.

You carefully slid out from under him, taking a couch pillow from behind you and placing it under his head. You quietly went to your room, snatching the softest blanket you owned off your bed before returning to the living room and throwing it over your baby boy.

"Shhh, just relax baby." You soothed as Matt stirred in his sleep. Quickly, you grabbed Mr.Wrinkleton from the kitchen counter and his pacifier from his backpack.

Crouching in front of Matt, you softly tucked the pug stuffed animal under his arm before bringing the paci to his lips. Matt's eyes were still filled with sleep as they cracked open, "It's your paci, baby." You explained, a sleepy smile appeared on Matt's face before he accepted the pacifier, snuggling further into his covers.

You let out a content sigh once you were sure he was asleep once again, the gentle sounds of breathing and suckling noise from Matt's paci filling the room.

Saturday, 2:30 am.

"Mommy?" Matt called, peeking into your dark room. You awoke from your sleep, quickly turning to face the door and clicking a light on.

"What's going on angel? Something wrong?" You ask, rubbing your sleep-ridden eyes. Matt shook his head before sheepishly looking down at his feet.

You smiled, realizing what Matt was too nervous to ask. "C'mon," You called, opening up your blanket. Matt let out a small squeal, before climbing into bed and snuggling into your frame.

You let your boy get comfortable before beginning to play with his hair, both of you enjoying the safety of each other's presence. Just as you were about to let sleep take over once again, you heard a small murmur come from a half-asleep Matt.

"M' love you mama."

[seafullofpeace]

matt sturniolo with little!reader moodboard!

walks with trevor, bluey marathons, matching plushies, cute hairclips, cocoa and blanket, tea parties with your plushies, giving him cute hairstyles, matching pajamas, blanket tents <3

[chrissdollie]

meet my little!readers !!!

100% completely SFW + INNOCENT!! dont interact if ur a weirdo or dont like.

bunny ˶ ♡ ∘ * 🍡🌸˚ ˳ (lowk self inserted..) my little pony, bluey, pink milkshakes, sanrio themed lip balms, pretty pink dresses, hello kitty cafe on roblox, frilly pink socks, candy necklaces

so sweet nd gentle! fidgets the most out of them all as she has an oral fixation. which is why you'll always see her with a candy necklace that her cg bought for her instead of sucking on her thumb (or his). most absent minded out of everyone else too, she likes having matt/chris think for her!! she simply wants to draw in her hello kitty coloring books, watch bluey, eat far too much ice cream, and play with her favorite person! nothing else <3 her nose twitches a lot when she's sad, little tears dropping out of her eyes. and bunny hardly ever gets angry, but when she does, her foot stamps a LOT! arms folded, eyebrows aggressively furrowed, and a mean pout on her face.

kitty ˶ ♡ ∘ * 🎀🍩˚ ˳ shiny jewelry, monster high, knee high striped socks, lalaloopsy dolls, black pleated skirts,

definitely the brattiest of them all!! will whine and complain until she gets her way. bats her gorgeous long lashes too! lovess horror/creepy stuff (even tho matt/chris don't want her watching that kind of stuff..) as stubborn and sassy as she is, she loves cuddling up with her cg to fall asleep while watching tim burton movies on her ipad!! she also adores playing dress up + doing her cg's makeup against their will hehe. has a big collection of dolls but is very cautious about how she plays with them. you see, she won't touch their hair or take off their clothes at any time. she makes sure her cg knows these rules too-- otherwise he'll definitely get scratched.

puppy ˶ ♡ ∘ * 🥛˚ ˳ white lace curtains, converse, overalls, bubble baths, animal lover, buttons, watercolors, band-aids, fluffy blankets, frilly socks

definitely the shyest of them all, but can be very hyper + playful when comfy! sweetest little angel, always cudding her stuffies and convincing her cg to buy her more with big puppy eyes! loves going outside + playing in the grass in her dirt covered overalls :( other than playing around, she hates sports!! well-- she likes them and thinks they're fun until she trips and gets a booboo. then it's time to go inside. her hobbies include baking (with her cg's help ofc!), painting, building legos, and riding her scooter!!

tags <33

@star-sturn @junnniiieee07 @mattsneezing @freshloveee @freshsturns @emma4eva @r6diosturns @matthasmywholeheart @donthugmeimhot @blahbel668 @joanofarcily @mattscoquette @slutsturn @imsosillygoofylol @sturnioloremarker @ashley9282828 @jnkvivi @sturncakez @lanasturn @riasturns @st7rnioioss @mattsfavbigtitties @mattttypooh @mattsbrowser @sierrraaaasturn @leah-loves-lilies @1everythingmustgo @r6diosturns @blahbel668 @chrissturnsss @jnkvivi @lanasturn @riasturns @strnlxlqve @starlace111 @stvrlighht @harrys-whorecrux

[v1xyboy9]

Idk if this is just because I have age regression but Matt would be such a great caregiver 😕💔 (great dad in general)

He’s a silly goof tbh

[mattsfavbigtitties]

🌟WELOME TO THE STURNIOLO TRIPLETS MASTERLIST🌟

✨(fluff), 🧠(headcanons), 🗯(reactions), 💌(media), 🍯(pure smut), ☔(angst), 🧸(age regression), 🕯(platonic)

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Sturniolo Triplets (Platonic🕯) ★

Blind, Deaf, and Mute Challenge ✨

Bestfriend's w/the Triplets ✨🧠

Car Rides w/the Triplets 🧠

Noods 🗯💌

Tiktoks ✨🗯

Rough Day ✨🧸

Silent Library (SLS) (Coming soon..)

(Pranks By You)

Broken TV ✨

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Nick Sturniolo ★

SFW Alphabet ✨🕯

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Matt Sturniolo ★

NSFW Alphabet 🍯🧠

Pregnant w/Matt's Baby ✨🧠

Your Snap Story as His GF, Part2, Part3 💌

Tiktok 💌

BlackCat!Matt 🍯🧠

Attached at The Hip ✨🧸

Black Widow (Coming soon..)

Two is a Couple, but Four is a Crowd(ft. Chris S.) (Coming soon..)

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Chris Sturniolo ★

NSFW Alphabet 🍯🧠

Barbies?! ✨🧸

Valentines Day Pick-up Lines (Coming 2025..)

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Nathan Doe ★

Accidentally Exposed(yourself) 🍯

Silent Library (Coming soon..)

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

[aliregression]

Little!Matt Moodboard

“Mwama! stuffie!”

“Of course baby! Do you want lamby lamb?”

“Yes!” *giggles*

Little matt will love bath toys and stuffies. Also his friends pets? He will adore them so much! He will love playing with dogs, cats, and fishs!

“Mwama! Twke it owt?”

“No honey the fish gots to stay in the water! But you can use your toy car and race it!”

and that he will do

[cocosplaydate]

cg!johnnie

- how I think Johnnie would be as a gc

🦇- very understanding of big emotions in little space!!

🩹- he’s happy to cuddle all day

“Jo!! tuddles?”

“Of course bub” (drops everything he’s doing to hug you)

🎤- his little is sick? He’s on high alert of everything you do, you cough? He’s there with water , you gag? He’s got ginger tea, you sneeze? He’s got tissues.

🎧- if his little has a bad sensory day he does everything he can to make it easier , even yelling if carrington is too loud

📞- he feels bad when he has to leave for tour or a meeting and is messaging and calling you all the time and always asking Jake/carrington for updates

🐁- let’s his little colour his tattoos, knowing he’s gonna have a stained arm for atleaste a week but just wants to see you smile :))

♠️- when his little is scared to slip he’s always encouraging

(Looking through the freezer for food)

“I wonder if anyone in here likes ‘your little space comfort food’”

“ME DO ME DO!! c:”

🦢- can’t help but mention you all the time

“And then I was saying how I like nightmare before Christmas

“My little LOVES nightmares before Christmas”

“I bough some popcorn the other day and it was stale”

“Oh my gosh my little loves popcorn!!”

🐈���⬛- loves when you give him a random nickname

“Joeyyyyy!”

“Joojoo”

“Booboo”

☕️- the limited edition plush? Yeah he created that for you, letting you get yours custom!!

[cigarettecemetary]

Sweet Boy -Sturniolo Triplest🍼

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo with Cg!Nick and Cg! Chris Sturniolo

Summary: Matt has been stressed out lately and he’s gotten to the verge of slipping but has been avoiding it because of work. After an incident with a fan and her friends he finds himself unable to prevent himself any longer. His brothers are quick to take their caregiver duties and be there for him.

Warnings: mentions of sexual comments towards Matt, crying, slight panic attack(?)

A/N: this is an age regression fic. No usage of y/n. ive seen little of Cg!Nick or even Little!Nick but i have seen plenty of Cg!Chris with reader and Little!Matt so i decided to make one with Cg!Nick and Cg!Chris taking care of Matt🤍 Hope you enjoy! With love and cigarette smoke, Moxxie<3

Matt had been avoiding something he usually did when he was alone, which was age regressing. It helped calm him when he was anxious or overwhelmed but with all the work he had to do, he avoided it as much as possible, but it was taking a tole on him.

His brothers knew well of his regression and offered to be his caregivers due to their knowledge of it and as he didn’t have one, but regressing in front of them was a step he wasn’t ready for.

Matt let out a silent sigh as he turned into the driveway of McDonald’s. He pulled up, Nick poking his head out the window ordering for the three of them. As Matt pulled up to get the food, Chris noticed he seemed… off.

“Hey Matt, you good?” He asked, handing Nick his food. Matt nodded slowly. Poor kid looked exhausted, the eyebags visible underneath his eyes.

“Do we need to go anywhere else?” Matt asked softly, his voice softer than normal.

Chris shook his head, looking back at Nick. The two knew of Matt’s regression, but Matt had yet to do it in front of either of them yet.

“C’mon let’s film this video so we can get you home and you can lay down. How’s that sound?” Nick asked Matt gently, reaching over and rubbing his shoulder. Matt met Nick’s eyes, nodding.

“Perfect. We’ll do our best to make it quick.” Chris said, rubbing Matt’s arm. Matt nodded to Chris as well as he drove to an empty driveway to film.

“Oh I bet Matt would love to eat this!” Chris joked, showing the two a picture of rice with ketchup on top. Matt cringed and slumped down in his seat whining slightly. Nick chuckled reaching behind Matt, rubbing his back.

“It’s okay Matt. It’s not here, you don’t have to eat it. You’re okay.” Nick whispered soothingly to Matt, who leaned into his gentle touch.

After the video was done they went home and Matt went to his room to lay down. Chris went to shower and Nick edited the video, posting it.

It had been two days since the video and a lot of comments were pointing out how quiet and soft Matt’s voice had been. Matt tried to ignore the comments, embarrassed that he had been so close to slipping in front of their audience.

“Matt are you sure you’re okay? You’ve seemed so tired lately.” Nick asked, rubbing his brother’s shoulders as Matt laid on top of him.

“Mhm..” Matt murmured softly, comfortably moving closer to Nick, who ran his hands gently through Matt’s hair as the watched a movie.

Chris came in with snacks, setting them on the table, kissing Matt’s forehead before sitting down on the floor by his legs.

Matt reached his arms out towards Chris, who scooted closer allowing Matt to wrap his arms around him.

“You doing okay?” Chris asked him. Matt nodded, sighing softly. The three watched the movie before all curling up together falling asleep.

It had been around a month and it was time to do a meet-and-greet. Matt stood in the middle between Chris and Nick as the people came up and hugged them to take a picture.

Matt must’ve been looking good because the fans were eating him up. As a girl walked up to them giving them a hug, she turned to her friends.

“He’s so hot guys! God i want him to take me so badly!” She gushed, as her friends also made comments similar to hers. Matt looked down, embarrassed and getting nervous and overwhelmed. His brain started to get fuzzy, his eyes watering. His breathing became ragged and eventually became heavy gasps for air.

Nick noticed this immediately, asking them to leave politely before getting pissed off.

“Look, there’s others here to see us too so please.” Nick snapped slightly. The girls rolled their eyes and walked off. Nick rushed back over to Matt, whose breathing was much worse.

“She should’ve kept her big mouth shut. How could she say that about him? He’s a person too.” Chris hissed to Nick. The youngest triplet had his arms around Matt as Matt buried his face in Chris’s shoulder. The two immediately shared a glance, knowing Matt was beginning to slip. All the signs were crystal clear.

“Let’s get you home okay?” Nick said to Matt. Matt looked over at Nick, the tears continuing to fall down his face as he nodded.

“P-pl..ease.” Matt hiccuped, the tears falling harder. Nick wrapped his arms around him protectively as they made their way to the car.

They waited patiently for Matt to be calm enough to drive home. Once they arrived, Nick was the first one out the car. He rushed to Matt’s door, opening it and helping him out.

“C’mon let’s get you to bed.” He whispered as Chris opened the door for them. Nick led Matt to his room and turned his light off, turning on his lamp. He led Matt to his bed before going to Matt’s room, grabbing his little space bag.

“I’ll get him a bottle.” Chris offered to Nick who nodded gratefully before rushing back to Matt.

“Sorry, I’m back sweet boy.” Nick said, setting the bag down. Matt let out a soft whimper, clearly shy but too far slipped and way too emotional to care. His face was tear stained, eyes red.

Chris came in with the bottle, handing it to Nick. He walked over to Matt, kissing his forehead before walking out telling him he’d be right back. Matt extended his arms out as Chris left, letting out a sad whine.

“Shh it’s okay honey. C’mere.” Nick said softly, leaning back on his bed as Matt crawled to him curling into his side. “How are you feeling?”

“S-sca.. er.. u-uncomfy..” Matt whimpered, rubbing his eyes in slight frustration. He always got nervous and couldn’t think of words when he was overwhelmed.

“It’s okay take your time sweet boy.” Nick said, rubbing Matt’s back. Matt shook his head, whimpering again, reaching for his bottle. Nick gave it to him, his arms around him gently.

As Matt finished his bottle, he yawned. He glanced at the door seeing Chris walking in.

“C-Cwis!” Matt squealed, extending his arms again. Chris smiled and laid on the other side of him.

“Hey there buddy. You sleepy yet?” He asked as Matt turned over, snuggling into him. He yawned again, nodding. Nick rolled over as well, Matt grabbing his arm and putting it around him.

“Goodnight sweet boy.” Nick whispered.

“N-ni ni.” Matt whispered. Chris and Nick shared a smile at Matt’s way of saying goodnight when being little.

“Goodnight bud.” Chris whispered as the three fell asleep.

[starri-nightss]

Hiiii!! Can you do a blurb/oneshot of Little!Matt trying to get CG!Reader to help ask Little!Chris to play with him <3

Play with me? 🧸

(Little!Matt Little!Chris, CG!Reader)

Summary: Matt wants to play with his brother but is also a shy little one 🥹🫶 (Chris is 5-7, Matt's 2-4)

Side note: My first request eee! Ask and you shall receive <3 (or at least I will try)

Matt and Chris are like night and day: completely different but live in perfect harmony.

But when they're in littlespace, you have to be the the person to keep that harmony.

Matt's more of a shy little, who trails behind you with a bottle in his mouth like a puppy and Chris is the little that runs around the house making race car noises until he runs into a wall or gets distracted by something outside.

You're in the playroom with the two of them, Matt in one corner and Chris in the other. They're not being separated or anything, they just have the respective play areas.

You notice Matt keeps inching closer to you while he quietly makes up stories with his plushies until he's quite literally sitting on your feet. You also noticed over the past 20 minutes how he's been eyeing Chris's play area with a look of longing in his eyes.

"You okay, baby?" You ask Matt, ruffling his hair lightly. He looks up at you and nods, the tip of his stuffed bunny's ear in his mouth.

"Mhm."

Chris is in his own little world, playing with his Hot Wheels tracks and Cars themed trucks and cars. Sometimes he would randomly yell, "BEEP BEEP," making you chuckle as you watched your two little ones play.

Matt also looked interested, tugging on you and gesturing with a small finger to come close.

"Wanna p'ay with Chris."

"You wanna play with Chris, sweet boy? That's alright, go play!"

Hesitation washed over Matt's face as he glanced back and forth from Chris to you, Chris to you. He pointed to Chris and shyly asked, "You ask?"

Your heart swelled at his tiny voice. You loved your boys, both shy and playful, but Matt seemed to be getting more closed off, even around his own brothers. So you decided to gently guide him into a little more independence by doing something you hated to do: tell him no.

"I think you should ask if he wants to play, my love."

Matt looked almost fearful. "Buh- but what if no?"

"Then that's okay! Sometimes people need alone time. But that's why we ask: to see if they need alone time or want to play together," You explained gently.

You watched Matt's chest puff with the cutest amount of courage before scooting over to Chris's little Nascar event.

"Chris? You- you wanna p'ay with me?"

Chris looked up, a lost look on his face.

"Or- or need alone time?"

Chris's face broke out in a grin.

"Okay! We can p'ay cars!" He quickly handed Matt a blue car before aggressively crawling to the center of the room and telling Matt to follow.

The only thing cuter than Chris teaching Matt how to play race cars was the bright smile on Matt's face the entire time.

Hope I did your request justice anon! 🖤 Be sure to send in some more y'all!

[hoes4matthew]

Warnings: fluff / little!chris / little!matt / cg!reader / bad spelling and grammar / low-key short

Summary: building a gingerbread house with chris :3

A/N: my first age regression fic yippe

Chris excitedly ran inside with the gingerbread house you recently bought whole grocery shopping. Matt happily ran a little bit behind him with a box of hot coco and marshmallows in his hands. They both excitedly ploped their things down on the kitchen counter.

You walked in with the rest of the groceries and shut the door behind you. Almost as soon as you put the groceries away you see Chris run up next to you.

"mama! can we make it now!? Tan we???" He bounced up and down excitedly. He's been so excited to build it ever since he saw it in the grocery store. Ranting about his ideas on how he was gonna decorate it.

"Of course! How about you get the stuff out of the box for me while I put the groceries away." He quickly nodded quickly. He ran back over to the kitchen table where the box was. He quickly and sloppy opened the box, nearly ripping it half.

It didn't take you long to put the groceries away. You walked over to Chris who's been waiting anxiously for you to be finished. He'd layed out all the different pieces and decorations.

"Alright bud!" You looked up to see Matt across the table hugging his stuffed animal and watching you two. He had his cosy Christmas blanket around him. "You wanna join baby?"

Matt shook his head. "I watch." He said quietly, laying his head on the table. Matt wasn't into the messy stuff. He was more of a cuddle with a hearted blanket while watching a christmas movie type person.

"That's okay." You smiled before you saw Chris attempting to build one of the walls himself. Which quickly failed, he let out a little groan of annoyance once the walls collapsed.

"Aw, it's okay bud! Let me help you." You two worked together while you helped build the house. He held up the walls while you used them, not at all helpful, icing. After some failed attempts and a near breakdown, you managed to get it to stand. Chirs let out a happy gasp of happines. "Thank 'ou mama!!"

"Your welcome darling! You can decorate however you want." Chirs turned too you nodding. He began carefully putting this icing on the roof of the gingerbread house. It's honestly the most focused you've ever seen Chris.

You heard Matt shyly mumbled something. You looked over to see him holding up a box of hot chocolate up. He had his favorite snoopy mug next to him.

"You wanna make hot chocolate?" He quickly nodded, getting out of his chair and running over to you with his cup and the hot chocolate.

You let him pour and mix everything himself. Besides the milk, which he requested you to pour. After the last time he spilled it on himself he didn't wanna pour his own milk anymore. He mixed it all up and put it in the microwave. He pressed the buttons as you told him how much time it needed. "Good job baby!" He smiled proudly as you praised him.

Then he quickly turned back to the microwave, swaying back and forth as he watched his cup spin around. Meanwhile Chris was adding his finishing little touches to his gingerbread house. You watched as he stuck a circle peppermint on the front. He'd somehow gotten frosting all over himself in the short amount of time you were turned away from him.

"That looks really good Chris." Matt tugged on your side as the microwave beeped. Pointing over to it. You laughed at his excitement before taking it out the microwave.

"Do you want whipped cream?" He thought for a moment before nodding. He watched you as you got the whipped cream and put some on top of his hot chocolate. He let out a happy squeak like noise.

"thank ou' so much mama!" He took a sip and nodded contently, going back to his seat and watching while Chris added one last decoration onto his gingerbread house.

"tada!" Chris steps back and looks at it proudly. There were sprinkles all over it in random places along with icing covering the whole roof, and apparently him too.

"Woah! It looks amazing!'' Chris held his head up proudly. Making sure you put it right in the middle of the table so anybody could see.

"Hey how about we all get cosy and watch a Christmas movie?" You didn't have to say that twice for Matt to be rushing to the couch. Meanwhile Chris changed into a new, clean shirt. He wanted to pick his own shirt.

"snowman!!" Matt kicked this feet happily. While you two got all ready to watch the movie, Chris was still oogling over his gingerbread house.

He eventually came over with you and Matt, He jumped onto the couch next to you and Matt with one of your holiday sweaters on. Leaning on your shoulder while Matt was on your lap.

This is kinda butt I'm so sorry

@cl4re-cain @1c3b4th @fratboychrisera @cherry-red-heart @mattybsgroupie (sorry is anybody from my taglist being tagged doesn't fw stuff like this 😢 you dont have to read if you donf fw kt c: )

[nicksbestie]

it's giving little! chris and cg! matt

AWWWWW IT IS :(((

headcanon of little chris that needs frequent naps and matt who always lets him lean on him when he’s tired in public

[quinnysnursery]

HELLO !! c:

could you please make having little!reader having both Matt and Chris as caregivers!

could it also have a colouring scene

c:<

[🥤🩹] the perfect picture | matt & chris sturniolo one-shot

paring : cg!matt sturniolo x fem!little!reader x cg!chris sturniolo

summary : matt and chris are a bit worried about their little one, but she's just busy making the perfect picture!

warning/extra tid-bits : use of y/n, i think that's all!

word count : 722 + not proofread

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (crayons doodles from @thecutestgrotto, AREN'T THEY ADORABLE??)

a/n : dishing these out like hot cakes!! (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

Matt let out a content sigh, leaning back on the couch and closing his eyes. The house had been so calm and quiet today that he really felt-

Wait.

The house had been so calm and quiet.

The brunette boy stood up from his spot on the couch, quickly examining the living room and the kitchen for any sign of his little- only to find none. “Baby?” He called out, trying his best not to panic. 

Matt waited a few moments for a reply before rushing upstairs to Chris’ room, his heart sinking when he only found his brother. “Dude! Ever heard of knocking?!” Chris said, annoyed. 

“Where’s Y/n?” Matt asked seriously, his tone causing Chris’ eyebrows to furrow. “I thought she was with you!” The youngest triplet said, standing up off his bed. Matt shook his head, “No, I thought she was with you!” Matt argued back.

Both brothers stood silently for a few moments before taking off out of the youngest triplet’s room, opening up any door, checking behind or under any Y/n-sized hiding spot. 

“Sweetheart?!” Chris called out, bounding down the stairs to check Matt’s room as the other caregiver checked behind the curtain of the bathtub.

Nick looked up, his neck aching slightly from how long he’d been helping you shade in the background of the picture you’d asked for Nick’s help coloring. 

“Are they calling for you?” He asked, you blinked up at Nick before shrugging. “Don’ want them to see until ‘m done.” You murmured- words muffled through your pacifier. 

Nick nodded, standing up and ruffling your hair before walking out his room, coming face to face with both his brothers. 

“Is Y/n in there?” Chris asked, already reaching to open Nick’s door. “Is she?” Matt rushed his response. Nick stuck his arm in the way of Chris and Matt, blocking his younger brothers from opening his bedroom door.

“She is, we’re working on something to show you.” The eldest triplet explained, both caregivers breathed out sighs of relief- relieved to know their little was at least in the house. 

“Wait, what?” Chris asked, processing his older brother's words. Matt nodded- equally as curious.

“Don’ tell them Nicky!” Y/n yelled out from inside the room, earning a soft chuckle from Nick. “Can’t tell you guys, sorry.” Nick said before slipping back into his room- ignoring the protests from Chris and Matt.

The two caregivers stood outside the door, thinking for a few moments. 

“Should we be worried?” Chris asked, breaking the silence. Matt thought for a few moments before responding, “...Only mildly.”

Inside Nick’s room, the little was giggling away as she added details to each and every one of her doodles of her caregivers. “Nicky,” She called out, causing the eldest triplet to turn his head to face the little.

“Help.” She said, pointing to Chris’ figure. “Help with that?” Nick asked gently, examining the girl's crayon marks. “D’aw a hat, peas’.” She requested, making Nick smile brightly.

“Okay, let’s draw a hat.” He smiled, grabbing his pen from his nightstand and beginning on a baseball cap. 

Soon, the perfect picture was complete- much to Nick and Y/n’s delightment. “Daddy! Papa!” Y/n called out, bounding down the stairs despite knowing it was against the rules to rush up and down the stairs.

Chris and Matt looked up from their phones, smiling brightly at the sight of their little. “What is it, sweetheart?” Matt asked, earning a soft giggle from the regressed girl. 

“Look!” She smiled, proudly presenting the drawing to both her caregivers. 

It was a crayon drawing with some details outlined in pen- thanks to Nick. The drawing showcased Chris, Matt, Nick and Y/n standing outside their Boston house, playing in the leaves. Chris adorned a red baseball cap with a gray hoodie, Matt was sporting a baggy sweater and an equally baggy pair of pants. It was clear Nick was wearing his famous black and red sweater, and it appeared Y/n was wearing a flowy maxi dress.

“Oh baby…” Chris smiled, overly proud of his girl. “Nicky helped! Bu’ I colored most’a it!” She excitedly told her caregivers- earning even more praise.Matt and Chris hugged their girl tightly, Nick joining in not long after. Each triplet was careful not to crush the perfect picture.

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@hrtz4alex2211 @bimbob1tch @sturnsxplr-25 @cherry-red-heart

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@v33angel @conspiracy-ash @hoes4matthew @elislytherpuffsturn

@mattsturnsgirlie

[seafullofpeace]

maybe something with cg!matt, little!reader, and trevor please? love this blog sososomuch already!! :) <333

little!reader with trevor <3

an: okay this is so adorable!! :(( I love it so so much thank uu for this request! I tried my best, sorry if it's not really good and sorry for bad english <3 enjoy

- I just know matt would have a wallpaper of you and trev! just little you laying in bed with trevor cuddled up to you <3 adorable

- you and trevor are basically best buddies ever

- when matt hear that it's too silent he can just guess thar you're on one of your special missions with trev. like a secret mission when you steal a cookie sneakily and trevor get a dogs treat

- at first you were a little scared of trevor but matt always comforted you and showed how to pet him gently and act with him

- matt see you very often having a nap with trev <3 and you're resting your head on him a little

- walks with trevor and matt is something that you absolutely adore. matt hold your little hand while you're holding leash in your second

- little races with trev! like when matt lets the trevor out into the house yard and you go with them too. usually trev is happy to be outside so he's doing zoomies, but if not- matt throw Trevor a toy so he want to run for it, and at the same time you run next to trevor and see who can run faster

- buying new toys for trevor brings you so much joy so matt know that you're two gonna for sure go to pet shop at christmas,etc. so you can pick something for trev as well!

- matt also bought you a trevor look alike stuffed animal so when you're not with trev, you can cuddle with plushie!

divider credits : @kodaswrld <3

[americangirldoll]

winnie the pooh everything, storytime and hot chocolate, fresh laundry, warm bottles before bed, fuzzy socks and stuffies, autumn, cozy duvets, hugs and piggybacks, babyspace & babbles ^_^

[emogxilbert]

“I love you too, darling.” - Nick Sturniolo one-shot

paring : cg!Nick Sturniolo x little!fem!reader

warnings : PLATONIC.

summary : little!reader gets sick and cg!Nick takes care of you!

word count : 906

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Day 1

“Dada..?” You call out from the doorway, sniffling softly and coughing quite frequently.

“Sweetheart?” Nick turned from his computer, spinning around to see you standing there with your favourite teddy in hand.

“Why are you awake?” He asks, obviously concerned as he closed his tabs and stood up, walking towards you.

“‘M cold..” you whine, goosebumps clear on your skin.

As Nick made it to you, he raises his warm hand and places it on your forehead, before moving down to your cheek.

“Are you feeling okay, honey?” he asked softly as his other hand tucked some loose hair behind your ear.

“Wanna cuddle.” you say as a matter of fact, taking his hand in yours and dragging him to your room, your movements sluggish and slower than usual.

“Baby…you’re burning up.” said Nick, going after you and looking at your swaying body in concern.

As you both make it to your room, you quickly get under the covers and whine, looking at Nick with a pleading look.

And of course, Nick can never resist your puppy eyes, so he gets in bed with you, pulling you closer to him.

You can feel the heat radiating off of him, which makes your cold body feel slightly better.

“Stowy time?” you ask quietly.

Nick looks down at you, slowly rubbing your back and smiled.

“Of course sweetheart.”

With the nice sensation of Nick rubbing your back and his smooth voice, you fell asleep.

Day 2

Nick had stayed by your side the entire night, making sure you stayed comfortable and hydrated. He checked on you regularly, listening for any sounds that might indicate you were feeling worse, before finally deciding to go asleep as well.

When morning came by, he woke up to the sound of your soft, laboured breath.

Nick slowly sneaks his hand off of you and sits up, running a hand through his messy hair looking down at you.

He wasn’t sure if you were still little, but due to the amount of stress you’re been getting recently, the possibility is pretty big.

“Wake up, baby…” he mumbled, gently rubbing your arm with his hand.

He watched as you stirred and whined a little, letting out a soft chuckle.

“Morning, sleepyhead…” Nick said with a soft smile.

He reached out a hand and gently brushed some hairs off your forehead.

“How are you feeling? Any better?” he asked, a hint of concern still in his voice.

You looked at him and pouted, making Nicks heart melt.

He was right, still little.

“Feel tired..” you mumble, pushing yourself against Nicks stomach, searching for the warmth and comfort.

Nick wrapped his arms around you, gently caressing your hair and feeling your temperature, before kissing your forehead.

“I bet you’re tired..” he said, resting his chin on top of your head.

“You really scared me last night.”

You frown and look up at him.

“Me scare ‘ou?” you ask, confused.

Nick smiled softly as he looked down at your confused expression. He gently brushed a strand of hair away from your face, his other hand resting on the small of your back.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” he said. “You scared me last night. Seeing you feeling so sick and in pain like that… it really worried me.”

You look at him and frown, a bit of self-hatred and also worry evident in your voice.

“Sowwy.” you mumble, scooting away and turning your back on him.

Nick notices your frown and self-hatred, his heart aching as he sees you pull away from him. He gently reaches out a hand, placing it on your shoulder and rolling you back over, making you face him again.

“No, don’t apologize, princess…” he said softly.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s not your fault that you’re sick… I’m not mad, okay?”

“Not mad?” you ask, still scared of being a bother.

Nick's expression softened even more as he heard the fear in your voice. He scooted closer, gently taking your hands in his.

“No, honey, I’m not mad. Not even a little bit.”

Nick said, gently squeezing your hands.

“I could never be mad at you for being sick. It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You’re not a burden.”

“Otay.” you smile softly, hiding your face in Nick’s chest as he smiles.

Nick spent the rest of the day taking care of you.

He stayed by your side, bringing you water, making sure you were comfortable and warm, and just being there for you. He made sure you had everything you needed and checked in on you frequently to see how you were feeling.

He didn't leave your side, even bringing you some light snacks throughout the day to see if you could keep anything down. He just wanted you to feel cared for and loved, and to help you feel better as quickly as possible.

When night time finally came, you were in bed and Nick was sitting next to you on a chair, reading your favourite story book.

“I vuw u dada..” you mumble, interrupting his talking.

Nick felt a little surprised but quickly softened his eyes.

Despite having heard that word from you more times than he can count, it always hit him in a way.. a way that can’t really be described.

It made him feel special.

“I love you too, darling.” Nick smiled.

It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep to his soothing tone.