#sturniolo edit

[letmerideitchris]

𐬺𝐕𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𐬺

Summary: Chris matt and nick get a new videographer, she is funny, smart and pretty, basically everything Chris could ever want in a girl. Chris finds it impossible to not fall for her…

Warnings: smut, blowjob, getting caught, cursing

Wc: 1014

“guys i dont want a new videographer, memo was the best and i dont think anyone could do what he did” chris says as he sits up from the couch

Nick rolls his eyes at chris’ comment. “chris you're gonna have to get over it because our new one is here in 15 minutes whether you like it or not.”

“maybe you will like him!” matt says trying to brighten the mood, but chris just scoffs and looks away

“matt what, you know its a girl right?” nick says looking at matt with a shocked expression

“really? Well thats good for a change of scenery i guess!” matt replies as he shrugs his shoulders

“this is dumb, i think i would rather stop filming content then get a new videographer”

“okay that is so dramatic get over yourself she’s here in probably 10 minutes now so put on a smile and dont be a bitch” nick snaps back

10 minutes later you arrive at their front door and hesitantly ring their door bell.

ding dong

“chris, how about you go and get the door because you're being such a whiny little baby” nick

“nick i swear to…okay ill do it.” chris sighs loudly as he walks downstairs towards their front door

Chris opens the door slowly to see the most gorgeous girl he has ever seen, the only thing hes thinking is all the things they can do together, but hes quickly taken out of his trance when y/n speaks up.

“hi im y/n! You must be… nick?” you say presumptuously

“h-hi yeah um nick.. I MEAN chris, yes, chris” “nice to meet you, y/n”

You chuckle “well lovley to meet you chris, would you like to take me upstairs to meet the other boys?”

“uhh YES of course i think they would love that” chris speaks up as he takes you upstairs to meet his brothers.

Chris is too stunned to speak properly, nick and matt meet you and they think you are great.

“sorry guys but it was kind of a long drive, would it be okay if i got some water please?”

“yeah no problem ill sort you out and give you a little tour of the place” matt replies walking in the direction of their fridge

“see chris, she doesnt seem bad at all, if anything she seems-”

“like my dream girl, yeah, i know, i dont know what to do” chris blurts out, feeling like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders from the confession.

“um so not what i was going to say but yeah okay! Your gonna have to hold all that in because i don't want you to fuck anything up and make it awkward” “oh god chris why are you sweating, you're gross go change” he says backing away from chris disgustedly

“i dont think that can happen nick but yeah ill get changed..” chris replies, aware of his sweaty clothes

Chris is opening his door with his top only half on

“shit! Oh hi sorry you gave me a shock.. How did you-” chris says as he slightly jumps back from his door frame

“matt said this was your room, i was just coming up to check it out, but that can wait for another time” y/n says apologetically “sorry I came up, that was dumb..”

“no it wasnt..” chris says reassuringly, slightly cutting her off

Your both standing there staring at eachother not knowing what to do, chris takes a slow step forward, you do the same, you continue looking at eachother until you hesitate.

“no, it was dumb, sorry, i will see you downstairs chris” y/n says quietly as she quickly walks away from chris

chris is left standing there wondering if he did anything wrong, guilt clouds his mind but he decides to make his way back upstairs all dressed.

“oh wow how nice of you to finally join us chris!” nick says whilst sarcastically clapping his hands

You are standing near the couch looking at him standing from the top of the stairs

“guys i need to go to the store to get some stomach medicine I'll be back” matt says grabbing his car keys

“matt are you kidding? Can your sore little stomach just wait?”

“no nick, it can't actually wait, that's why i am leaving now”

“god you are annoying, but i know you dont like driving alone so i will come…”

“arent you just a cutie!!” matt says jokingly and walks towards the door

“shut the fuck up or i am not coming, dont make it a big deal lets go”

Chris clears his throat “uhh so will me and y/n just like stay here” he speaks up

You both glance at eachother

“oh um yeah about that-” nick says quietly, only so matt can hear

“yes? What’s wrong with that? Whatever i am leaving now” matt

Nick stares at chris giving him a death stare as he leaves

The door shuts

Youre both sitting there awkwardly waiting for one of you to speak up

Chris breaks the silence “uh y/n… i am kinda sorry about before, i didnt mean to make things awkward”

“no, dont be sorry, i just didnt want your brothers to come up and see that.. But now they are gone.. So"

Chris swallows nervously as he looks at you with lust in his eyes

10 minutes later

All that can be heard from the living room is groaning and whimpering “mmph chris who knew in the first 30 minutes of knowing you i would be swallowing your dick” you say finally taking a breath

“youre good, a bit too good” chris says moaning “how many other guys have you done this to”

“well lets just say-”

Before you could answer you both here keys screwing into the front door, and faint talking from familiar voices

It opens

You are both staring at each other stuck on what to do as they hear footsteps coming up the stairs

“OKAY WHAT THE FUCK IT HAS BEEN 10 MINUTES CHRIS” nick says covering his eyes dramatically

divider credits @bernardsbendystraws

[chrispycremedonut]

Thought you guys might appreciate this 😻🙌

*notmine*

[blckslutsforchrizz]

He’s so daddy

[mattserenity]

one thing i love about the tumblr sturniolo fans is the fact we aren’t insane, yes we make silly freaky fics about 3 men but atleast we are self aware that none of us will most likely ever get with any of them. like atleast we don’t put other women down for hanging out with them!

[sturnsblunt]

chris i’m literally bent over and waiting. 😔

[cvnticon]

L-O-V-E! 𝐛𝐬𝐟!𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬

a/n: this is my first official fic, so please be kind! leave me some feedback!

contains:: bsf!chris fluff! kissing, a lil angst if you squint and nick being the best triplet ever!

you sat on the edge of the bleachers, watching your best friend, Chris, run across the field, laughing as he kicked the soccer ball toward his brother Matt, who’d just stolen it from him. you could recognize that laugh from miles away—the easy, infectious laugh that somehow made everything seem better, even on your worst days. Chris had always been that way for you, a light in the dark, someone you could rely on. But the truth was, your feelings for Chris had started changing a long time ago. you weren’t sure when exactly it had happened, but you knew now, without a doubt, that you were in love with him.

You two have been best friends since middle school. Chris and his two brothers, Matt and Nick, had moved into your neighborhood one summer, and since then, you have been inseparable. As triplets, the brothers were always grouped together, but each had a unique personality that set them apart. Matt was the driven one, focused and competitive. Nick, always easygoing and warm-hearted, was unapologetically himself, And then there was Chris, somewhere in the middle—a blend of kind, adventurous, and unpredictable. He was your safe place, your best friend, and your secret crush.

you knew it was silly to feel this way; you’d tried to convince yourself of that countless times. Chris had always seen you as a friend, a sister almost, and you were terrified of ruining the bond they had. But it didn’t make your heart hurt any less every time you saw him smile, laugh, or hug you goodbye a little too long. you could feel your heart throb with unspoken words you’d never dare to let out.

One afternoon after practice, Chris jogged over to the bleachers and plopped down beside you, his face flushed from running, strands of his dark hair sticking to his forehead. “You’re coming to the bonfire tonight, right?” he asked, nudging your shoulder.

you shrugged, trying to keep your voice steady. “Yeah, I guess. Are you bringing anyone?”

“Just you,” he replied casually. “You’re my best friend, remember?”

your heart sank a little at that word—best friend. It felt like a constant reminder that friendship was all he wanted. But you mustered a smile, pushing the ache aside, and nodded. “Of course. It’ll be fun.”

Later that night, they gathered on the beach with friends. A fire crackled as laughter and music filled the air. Chris sat beside you, close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. you looked over at him, watching the way the firelight danced across his face, casting soft shadows along his cheekbones. He noticed your gaze and raised an eyebrow.

“Something on my face?” he teased.

“No,” you replied quickly, looking away as your cheeks flushed. “Just…thinking.”

“About what?”

you hesitated. “Nothing important.”

Chris studied your face, but before he could press further, Matt and Nick appeared, laughing and jostling each other. Nick plopped down on the sand next to you, tossing an arm around your shoulders.

“Y/N, have you ever thought about dating anyone? Like, seriously?” Nick asked, a mischievous glint in his eye.

you laughed, trying to brush off the question. “Well…maybe.”

“Interesting…” Nick said, shooting a look at Chris, who was now very interested in a stick he was poking in the sand. “You know, Chris is single. Just saying,” he added with a wink.

Chris rolled his eyes, chuckling. “Nick, please stop matchmaking.”

your face grew warm. you wished you could tell them how much you’d thought about it, how often you’d pictured being more than just friends with Chris. But instead, you just laughed it off, playing along with Nick’s joke.

A few days later, Chris showed up at your house unexpectedly. He looked uncharacteristically serious, his usual playful smile absent. “Can we talk?”

you felt your stomach twist. “Sure. What’s up?”

They walked down to the park nearby, silent for most of the way. When they reached a quiet spot, Chris finally stopped and turned to you, looking almost nervous.

“Nick told me something the other day. He thinks… he thinks you might have feelings for me,” he said softly, his gaze searching yours.

your heart plummeted. you didn’t know how to answer. you felt like you’d been caught in your most vulnerable moment.

“Chris, I—”

He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to hold yours. “Look, Y/N, I…I don’t know what I’d do if I lost you as my friend. But, if I’m being honest, I think about you all the time. I keep trying to tell myself we’re just friends, but I don’t know if that’s true anymore.”

you felt your heart pounding, your mind spinning. you looked up into his eyes, unable to believe what you were hearing. “Really?”

Chris nodded, his thumb brushing over your hand gently. “I don’t want to mess this up. But I also can’t pretend I don’t have feelings for you anymore.”

Without thinking, you leaned up, closing the gap between them, and pressed your lips to his. The kiss was soft and tentative, full of emotions you’d kept locked away for so long. When they finally pulled back, Chris looked at you, a soft smile spreading across his face.

“So…what now?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through you. “I guess we see where this goes. Together.”

They stood there, hand in hand, knowing that things between them would never be the same. But for the first time, you felt that maybe, just maybe, everything was exactly as it was meant to be.

sorry guys i tried my best 🤍🤍 ik rn some people are craving fluff!! gimme some feedback please!! please ask me in my inbox if you want to be tagged once i post!! i made this while listening to the song L-O-V-E for literally over an hour!

[prettysinners]

when i tell you my legs started crying

[chrisstopherfilmed]

LET ME B A N G BABY🙏🧎‍♀️🙇‍♀️

[letmerideitchris]

⁂ 𝒮𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈 ⁂

it’s night time, and you and chris are relaxing in your cabin in the snow. you and him are sitting inside by the warm fire drinking hot cocoa.

“oh my god chris it’s snowing! let’s go out” you say as you look out the foggy window.

“but we just made our hot cocoa” chris says

“come on chris! tonight is our last night here, we have to make the most of it!” you say whilst you’re pouting at him, you whisper “please.. for me?”

“y/n, you know i can’t say no to that face” he chuckles whilst putting on his jacket.

they’re running out of the cabin into the snow, chris bends down to make a snow ball and he throws it at you then runs off giggling. you chase after him with one you made yourself, then you both trip over a pile of snow.

you’re both laughing uncontrollably on the snow.

“let’s make snow angels!!” you say

“i bet mine will be better than yours!” he says

“chris, this isn’t a competition” you say playfully rolling your eyes

once you have both finished making snow angels, chris jumps up and walks to you and you sit up. he pulls you up with his hands and you are both are standing in the snow, staring at eachother.

“y/n, you really are the best thing that has ever happened to me, besides pepsi” he says smirking

you hit him softly whilst giggling

“no but actually, i really do love you, and that will never change” he says whilst leaning in for a kiss.

suddenly they’re kissing, you jump up and wrap your legs around his waist, he is holding you up by underneath your thighs.

you whisper into his ear “let’s take this back to the cabin” followed by chris’ chuckle

he carries you back into the cabin, and he drops you gently onto the bed and you give him a nod of approval as he starts sliding your jacket and layers underneath off.

he is intensely kissing the crook of your neck until he stops and says “let’s make the most of our last night just like you said.”

“i like the way that sounds” you say then continue kissing him as he unzips your pants, sliding his cold but soft hands down the front of your thong.

“i need to pay you back for letting me stay here somehow” he says smirking.

credits to @bernardsbendystraws for the dividers!

[alesturniolos]

There's no way that Matt could be even hotter with beard

⚠️my edit (cooki3dits6)

[chrispycremedonut]

IM ACTUALLY CRYINGGG 😭😭

[blckslutsforchrizz]

My panties are soaked

[sturnsyaper69]

Best thing I've done.

[cvnticon]

drifting-𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭

a/n: first angst! love all of you and feel free to leave feedback, or suggestions!

contains: bsf!matt, angst, and crying

“𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲.” - mitski

You’ve known Matt since before you knew the words to describe friendship. His house was three doors down from yours, the one with the creaky porch swing that seemed to sing a song in the wind. You can’t remember a time he wasn’t in your life. The two of you grew up together—Matt and Y/N, the duo everyone knew. If you were there, Matt wasn’t far behind. If Matt had an idea, you were the one egging him on.

Matt wasn’t just Matt, though. He was part of the trio, the sturniolo triplets: Matt, Chris, and Nick. Chris was the loudest, always ready to crack a joke or stir up trouble. Nick was a bit loud and had some anger issues, he and chris would always bicker over everything. Then there was Matt, who was quieter, softer, the one who stayed back and observed the chaos with a small smile.

But you? You were his shadow, and he was yours. Together, you were invincible. Or so you thought.

When you were kids, the world felt endless. Summers meant long days spent chasing fireflies in the fields behind your houses and daring each other to jump into the freezing creek. Winters were for sledding down the hill near the school and warming up with mugs of cocoa in Matt’s kitchen, his mom fussing over you like you were one of her own.

“Promise me something,” Matt had said once, lying on his back in the grass next to you. The stars were scattered across the sky like someone had spilled glitter on black velvet.

“What?” you asked, turning your head to look at him. His face was half-shadowed in the moonlight, but his eyes were serious, almost solemn.

“Promise we’ll always be friends. No matter what.”

You laughed, thinking it was a silly thing to ask. Of course, you’d always be friends. How could you not?

“I promise,” you said. And he grinned like you’d given him the moon.

But life has a way of breaking promises.

High school came, and with it, changes you weren’t prepared for. Matt grew taller, his shoulders broader. His voice deepened, and his laugh became something richer, something that sent a shiver down your spine when you heard it. He wasn’t just your best friend anymore. He was Matt, the boy who made your chest ache in a way you didn’t understand at first.

You tried to ignore it. He was your best friend; he’d always been your best friend. You couldn’t ruin that. So you buried those feelings deep and told yourself they didn’t matter.

But then came junior year, when he started dating Megan Thompson. Megan, with her perfect smile and effortless laugh, who seemed to glide through life with a confidence you envied.

“She’s nice,” you said when he asked what you thought of her. You meant it, but the words tasted bitter on your tongue.

“Yeah, she is,” he said, and the way his face lit up when he talked about her felt like a knife twisting in your chest.

You wanted to be happy for him. You told yourself you were happy for him. But late at night, when you were alone in your room, you couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

Matt was still your best friend, but things weren’t the same. There was a distance between you now, one you didn’t know how to close. He was still there, still Matt, but there were parts of his life you weren’t a part of anymore. He didn’t tell you everything like he used to. He didn’t show up at your window in the middle of the night to talk about the stars or the future or whatever random thought had popped into his head.

And you? You let it happen. Because you didn’t know how to hold on to him without breaking your own heart.

Senior year, Nick came out to you first.

It was late, and you were sitting on the porch swing at Matt’s house, waiting for him to come back from his shift at the diner. Nick sat next to you, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his sweater.

“I need to tell you something,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“What’s up?” you asked, glancing at him.

“I’m gay,” he said, the words tumbling out in a rush. He looked at you like he was bracing for impact.

You blinked, caught off guard, but then you smiled. “Okay. I’m proud of you for telling me.”

His shoulders sagged with relief, and for a moment, he just sat there, staring at the stars. “I haven’t told Matt yet,” he admitted.

“Why not?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s Matt, you know? He’s… everything to everyone. What if he doesn’t understand?”

“He will,” you said, even though you weren’t entirely sure. But you wanted to believe it. You wanted to believe Matt could still be the boy who promised he’d always be there for the people he loved.

It wasn’t until the night of graduation that everything fell apart.

The party was at Chris’s insistence, a rager at the Sturniolo house with half the senior class crammed into the living room and spilling out onto the lawn. You weren’t much of a drinker, but tonight felt like an exception.

Matt found you on the back porch, a beer in his hand and a lazy smile on his face. “There you are,” he said, flopping down next to you.

“Here I am,” you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

He looked at you for a long moment, his smile fading. “You’ve been different lately,” he said. “Distant.”

You froze, your heart hammering in your chest. “I’m not—”

“You are,” he interrupted. “And I don’t get it. Did I do something?”

“No,” you said quickly. “It’s not you.”

“Then what is it?” he asked, his voice soft but insistent.

You couldn’t look at him. “It’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing,” he said, and there was a note of desperation in his voice now. “Talk to me, Y/N. Please.”

But you couldn’t. The words were stuck in your throat, choking you. You couldn’t tell him the truth. That you loved him in a way you weren’t supposed to. That every time you saw him with Megan, it felt like you were losing a piece of yourself.

So you stayed silent.

And Matt? Matt stood up, hurt flashing in his eyes. “Fine,” he said. “If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t push you. But don’t expect me to keep waiting forever.”

He walked away, and you let him.

The summer after graduation passed in a blur. Matt left for LA with his brothers, and you stayed behind, working at the local bookstore and pretending you were fine.

You weren’t fine. You missed him more than you thought possible, and every day felt emptier without him.

You told yourself you’d reach out eventually. That you’d fix things. But eventually turned into weeks, then months, then years.

And by the time you saw Matt again, everything had changed.

a/n: ive been working on this for quite awhile. i really want to make a part 2 but thats just if anyone truly likes it! message me to be on taglist!!

[prettysinners]

WHO CAN BLAME THE GIRL?

chris s. x reader

tags/warnings: fingering, p in v , male receiving, pet names, doggy position, multiple orgasms, fem!reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it !), aftercare at the end (??), MINORS DNI!

'c'mon baby, lets get one more outta ya' yeah?' chris said, fingers pumping in and out of your tight cunt at a fast speed, his other hand was around your mouth, visible crescent moons printed onto his wrist by your fingernails. crazy to think just 20 minutes ago chris and you were cuddled up on his bed watching a movie that he made you watch. your climax reached a point as your eyes rolled back once more, '..goodgirl.' chris' thick boston accent whispered into your ear as he kissed and gently bit at your neck. leaving a small red mark, you felt something gently slip inside you, as chris began moving his hips in a slow rhythm making you whimper again. 'nuh uh pretty girl, gotta stay quiet wouldn't want matt or nick hearin' them sweet noises huh?.' he said putting his hand over your mouth again. his spare hands thumb found your clit gently rubbing it, chris' speed became faster , pulling out quickly to put you in a doggy position entering your tight cunt again. instead of chris having his hand over your mouth they were now placed onto your waist. pounding into you skin slapping with every thrust. he felt you getting tighter again causing him to go harder hitting that same spot everytime. making you bite onto the pillow to keep your moans muffled. he felt his own orgasm reaching, his thrusts getting slower then faster. you had your fourth orgasm in counting. chris wasnt far away from you 'cmon baby doll. just a few more minutes.' he grunted out. after he came he pulled out and gently held you as your legs collapsed under yourself . he pulled you onto his chest, sweating and breathing heavily. 'i love you ma.' he managed to get out through heavy breaths. '..i love you too chris.' you said, your eyes dropping as you fell asleep. chris wasnt far off falling asleep either. you two could take showers when you both are awake he told himself before dozing off.

note; holy moly i wrote this at 6am help me anyway i know this is the WORST I'd probably write but anyway bye!! 💓