#nick sturniolo texts

[sturn-saturn]

nick blue chris grey

[sturniolosiphone]

text messages with bf!matt and bff!nick

tag list: @bernardsbendystraws @luvs4matt

[worldlxvlys]

texts w/ platonic! nick (part 2)

nick sturniolo x bsf! reader

warnings: literally one sexual joke, cursing

the edit. (credits to @ justurniolis on tiktok )

i might not be posting every day this week, i gotta lock in for school i have some pretty important tests coming up

i’ll try to post some snaps or texts at the very least (if you want specific ones lmk) , but i don’t think i’ll have any fics out for a few days !

masterlist

tag list: @lustfulslxt @flowerxbunnie @sturnssx @mattslolita @its-jennarose @sophssturn @bernardsleftbootycheek @queen161718 @cupidsword @imwetforyourmom @nickmillersn1gf @mattsneezing @chrisstankyleg @sturniolobltch @bethsturn @bernardenjoyer @mbbsgf @rac00ns-are-c00l4 @ssturniolo @blueeyedbesson @mxqdii @sturniolowhore @readerakayourname @defnotayonna @urmom2bitch @rootbeerworshiper @starsturniolo @hearts4chriss @theyluv-meee @carolinalikesthings @itzdarling @chrisstopherfilmed @judespoision @sstvrnioloo @littlebookworm803 @nicksdrpepper @chrisloyalgf @robins-scoop @fandomhopped @chr1sgirl4life @bbglmfao @55sturn @sturniolololover @meg-sturniolo @yamamasjumpercables @vanteguccir @ineedchriscock @junnniiieee07 @breeloveschris @luverboychris

[luvangelbreak]

Texts with BFF!Nick

warnings: nothin but bestie vibes

a/n: i am so shit at writing anything for nick but i hope these are satisfactory for y’all

tags:

@dsturniolo @chrisstankyleg @lov3bug @pinklittleflower

[fikefries]

wheels of fate (m.s) part one

part one: shadows in the dark

warnings: implied almost assault, swearing, mentions of alcohol

summary: when you find yourself in the face of danger, an unexpected character comes to your rescue.

1.1k words

you sit on your dorm bed, staring blankly at the incomplete essay on the laptop in front of you. today was not your day. partying the day before your thesis was due was not the best idea. the words blur together as your mind wanders, boredom gnawing at you, and an immense craving for salt-and-vinegar chips bubbling in your stomach. you look across your room to your tiny electric clock sitting on your desk, its blue hue slightly lighting up the darkness of your dorm.

1:37 AM,

you sigh, shutting your laptop with a small thud, rubbing your tired eyes, and pull yourself out of bed. you left out a soft groan at the state of your room, mini skirts, tube tops, and empty bottles of tequila sprawled out on the floor. the room feels stifling, and your hunger is rising. you need to get out, even if just for a little while.

grabbing your phone and hoodie, you decide to make a quick trip to the 24/7 convenience store down the street. it isn’t far, and the walk will do you good. you slip out of your dorm quietly, tip-toeing down the hall—not wanting to wake your roommates.

the cool night air is a nice change as you walk through the campus gates and onto the empty night streets. the city has a different feel at night—quieter and more solemn. you stuff your hands into your jacket pockets, trying to shake off the unease that creeps up your spine. you know that walking down a dark street in the middle of the night isn’t the safest thing to do for a girl like you—but hey, what are the odds something happens the one night you decide to go out?

as you reach the convenience store, you notice a small group of tall men huddled around the energy drink section. they are dressed in black t-shirts, black jackets, and have on fingerless gloves. you realise that most of them are holding motorcycle helmets, automatically assuming they are night bikers. the area you live in is notoriously famous for its biking culture—one that results in many police chases and gunshots. knowing this, you keep a safe distance away from the group of men, but one seems to catch your attention. a boy who looks around your age is holding a motorcycle helmet and has multiple piercings adorning his ear. you can’t help but stare at his sharp features and siren eyes, the way he looks with his jaw clenched, a toothpick resting in his mouth as he stands patiently, waiting for the rest of the guys to sort out their choice of drink. you don’t even realize you are staring so intensely until he starts looking around the small store, before his eyes catch yours.

shit.

you quickly avert your gaze and pretend to inspect the different flavors of chips. your embarrassment doesn’t falter, as you feel his sharp gaze burning into the back of your head. you turn to quickly grab a few snacks and head to the counter.

"just these, please," you say, trying to act normal and confident, not wanting to garner more attention from the possibly dangerous bikers.

the cashier barely glances at you, engrossed in his phone.

“have a good night,” he mumbles as you pay and leave the store.

you begin your walk back to your dorm, nervously munching on a bag of chips you bought. you decide to take a different route, hoping to enjoy the quiet streets a bit longer, distracting yourself from the awkward encounter you just had. your thoughts wander, and you find yourself lost in your own world, not noticing the ominous figure that has started following you.

“hey you,” a gruff voice breaks through your thoughts, making you jump in fear. you turn to see an old, ragged man approaching you, his eyes gleaming with something sinister, a creepy smile etched onto his face, revealing his crooked teeth. “what’s a pretty thing like you doing out here alone, hm?”

your heart races, and you quicken your pace, turning around occasionally to see if you lost him, but the man keeps following you, his grunts growing louder as he catches up to you. you begin randomly taking different paths and alleyways in hope of losing the man. you've heard stories of what has happened to other girls on campus before and you know how dangerous the situation you are in is.

god, i should've just stayed home.

you glance around at your surroundings, slowing down your pace, realizing you have run into a more isolated and unknown part of town, and are now at a dead end, with nowhere to run to as the creepy man catches up and starts walking towards you.

“leave me alone,” you manage to shout, your voice trembling in utter fear and desperation.

“come on, don’t be like that,” the man sneers with a wicked smile, closing the distance between you.

before he is able to touch you, the sudden loud roar of a motorcycle engine echoes down the street, zooming towards your direction. the old man halts his actions, his expression shifting from predatory to wary and he slightly backs away from you. a sleek black bike skids to a halt in front of you, and the rider jumps off with an air of cold confidence.

the rider removes his helmet, revealing the boy from the convenience store with sharp features and piercing eyes that seem to see right through you, his hair messy from being underneath the helmet.

how is he here? did he follow me? did he hear me screaming?

he barely glances at you before fixing his gaze on the old man.

“get lost,” he says flatly, his voice devoid of emotion, his blue eyes glaring coldly at the man.

the old man hesitates, clearly intimidated by the biker’s presence. “hey, boy, i don’t want any trouble,” he mutters, fully backing away from you, as you let out a sigh of relief.

“you already found it. leave before you actually fucking piss me off,” the biker replies, his tone cold and unwavering.

the old, creepy man shoots one last menacing glare at you before turning and disappearing into the night, knowing not to mess with a night biker—especially in this part of town. the biker turns to you, his expression unreadable.

“you okay?” he asks, his voice and eyes still stoic and devoid of warmth.

you nod, swallowing hard. “yeah, thanks. i—”

“be careful” he interrupts, already turning back to his bike.

“wait” you nervously call out, hesitantly taking a step forward. “what’s your name—i mean thanks for saving me, i don’t—” you stutter.

he pauses, glancing at you over his shoulder. “matt,” he says simply, putting his helmet back on and revving the engine of his bike before heading off into the night.

tags: @isasturns @sofieeeeex @scqrletsmadness

a/n: im thinking this will be a 10 or more part series! let me know if you have any ideas!

[paranormalworm]

Chris x FemReader Tweets

I wanted to try something different and since it’s something i love to see on here i needed to try as well!!!

[querenciasturniolo]

TEXTS WITH BEST FRIEND!NICK

warnings: swearing, dumb humor

i’m not gonna lie, these are 99% based on my text conversations with @champangekisses LMAOO

these make zero sense, but i had fun anyway

tags: @strniolo , @ssturniolo , @thetriplets3 , @stvrni0lo , @gabbylovesreading , @dwntwn-strnlo , @tylerscreat0r , @lvrsparadise , @angelcake-222 , @20nugs , @obsessivencrazy , @lollibumblebee , @stargirlv0id , @jellybeanbby , @idontexistman , @emssturniolo , @soursturniolo , @bernardenjoyer , @urmyslxt , @mxqdii , @leah-loves-lilies , @mattsnutsack

[delooshunalhoe]

WOW I WAS EARLY 💪😎

[venusjaynie]

sturniolo triplets masterlist

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christopher sturniolo:

oneshots:

coming soon...

blurbs:

baby names

snaps:

snaps from bf!chris 2

your story if chris was your bf 2 3

texts:

coming soon...

matthew sturniolo:

oneshots:

coming soon...

snaps:

your story if matt was your bf 2

snaps from bestie matt (but he's lowkey in love w you) part 2

texts:

coming soon...

nicolas sturniolo:

oneshots:

coming soon...

snaps:

coming soon

texts:

coming soon...

[shkwey]

texts with bf!Matt, bff!Nick, bff!Chris

in which Matt muddle the chats

– based on real events

– idk why but couldn’t insert the image so here it is the nails

– one of my first group chats imagine so don’t be too hard on me

– some mistakes in these were made purposely

[estellesdoll]

യ 𝆬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

⥽ ݁ series ⥽ ݁ blurbs

⥽ ݁ fics ⥽ ݁ snaps

⥽ ݁ misc ⥽ ݁ headcanons

@estellesdoll

[sturn-saturn]

ik yall are gonna go crazy for that video of matt ripping nicks shirt off

[sturn-saturn]

yall he unbuttoned it with one hand

someone sedate me now.

nerd!matt… loser!matt… my slutty baby…

[fikefries]

wheels of fate - biker!matt sturniolo

coming soon

themes: forbidden love, danger and adventure, passion and desire

synopsis: in the shadows of the city, an unexpected encounter pulls y/n into the world of biker matt, a mysterious boy with a cold exterior and magnetic pull. drawn to each other's danger, they embark on a thrilling motorcycle ride that ignites a forbidden flame between them. as they navigate the treacherous roads of their intense connection, they're forced to confront their desires and the risks they entail. in a world where danger lurks at every turn, riding the edge of passion and peril. y/n is confronted by matt's toxic personality as he pulls and pushes her away from him. matt is torn between his desire for y/n, and her safety. will they make it? will matt give in to his desires? will they find a way to make this unlikely bond work? is it worth the risk? is it worth the danger it could entail? will they be able to overcome this emotional rollercoaster of love, desire, and danger?

warnings: toxicity, angst, drugs, weed, alcohol, very suggestive, injuries, mentions of crashes, smut?

➛ y/n✩ college student party animal stubborn needy loving extrovert mini skirts

➛ biker!matt✩ stubborn night races adrenaline forbidden love desire confident toxic introvert

PART ONE

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[paranormalworm]

Text with Bf!Chris xFemReader

Idk if you guys like this type of things but since i did the tweet yesterday i can’t stop!!

[querenciasturniolo]

can you write texts between reader and boyfriend chris

i have two already on my profile, but i’m DEFINITELY making more bc they’re so fucking fun to make honestly

dialogue is one of my FAVORITE things to write (i just cherish words and conversations sm) so believe me, there’s going to be a LOT of random little text convos with all three of the boys for sure