#the triplets again

[sturnioloho]

a baby voice goodbye

[etherealval]

— distraction

pairing: chris sturniolo x reader

warning: oral sex (f!recieving). fingering, worst written smut EVER ..

a/n: a bit scared to post dis cause writing smut is so hard and my last chris blurb did terrible compared to when i write for matt but here we go!

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you lay comfortably on your bed, the soft light of your laptop screen illuminating the darkened room. the gentle sound of the latest episode of love island you’d been meaning to catch up on fills the air, providing a comforting backdrop. as you sink into the mattress, the day's fatigue gradually fades, as you lose yourself in the episode.

your attention is fully on the screen, immersed in the unfolding plot, when you feel a subtle shift beside you. chris, who had been lying quietly next to you, begins to move. at first, it’s just a slight rustling, the kind of movement that barely registers in your consciousness. but then, you feel his hand, warm and familiar, slide across your stomach. the touch is gentle, almost tentative, but it’s enough to draw your focus away from the screen.

you glance over at him, catching the faint outline of his face in the soft light. he’s watching you, his expression a mix of affection and something deeper, something that makes your heart skip a beat. you smile softly, thinking he’s just seeking a little comfort, a bit of connection after a long day. you let him linger, returning your gaze to the screen as his hand remains on your stomach.

but chris doesn’t stop there. his hand begins to move lower, sliding beneath the fabric of your shirt, and your breath catches. his touch is gentle, but there’s an intent behind it that you can’t ignore. you feel the warmth of his hand against your skin, the way his fingers brush the waistband of your pants, and suddenly, the video on your laptop doesn’t seem so important anymore.

you try to focus on the screen, willing yourself to stay engaged with the content. you even adjust the volume a little, trying to drown out the sensation of his hand moving lower, but it’s no use. his touch is insistent, demanding your attention, and your body reacts despite your attempts to stay grounded in the video.

“chris,” you murmur, your voice carrying a note of warning. “i’m trying to watch this.”

but he doesn’t stop. if anything, your protest seems to encourage him. his kisses become more insistent, more heated, and you can feel the wetness of his open mouth as he leaves a trail of warmth along your neck. each kiss is a little more intense, a little more demanding, and you feel yourself melting into the bed beneath you, your resolve weakening with every touch.

"please," he whispers against your skin, his voice thick with desire. "let me make you feel good."

you close your eyes, his words instantly making you wet. the episode, the screen, the dialogue—it all fades away, replaced by the sensation of chris’s mouth on your neck, his hand still moving lower, teasing the edge of your waistband. you want to resist, to tell him that you’re trying to watch, but the truth is that you’ve already lost the battle.

chris’s kisses grow more intense and more purposeful, and you feel a heat pooling in your belly that makes it impossible to focus on anything else. his hand slips beneath the fabric of your shorts, his fingers tracing circles on your thigh, leaving you breathless. every touch, every kiss is an unspoken promise, a plea for you to let go, to give in to the moment.

your facade crumbles, the episode-long forgotten as you turn toward him, your hands finding their way to his hair, pulling him closer. you feel the tension between you both, the electric current that seems to buzz in the air, and you know there’s no turning back now.

chris’s mouth is on yours before you can say another word, his kiss searing and passionate, a release of all the pent-up energy that’s been building between you. you let out a muffled moan before kissing him back with equal fervour, losing yourself in the sensation of his touch.

his hands are everywhere, mapping out every inch of your body as though he’s trying to memorize it, to savour every touch, every shiver he elicits from you. you can feel his heartbeat against yours, the rhythm matching the frantic pace of your own, and it only heightens the intensity of the moment.

the bed creaks beneath you as you shift, your legs tangling together as you pull him closer, desperate to feel every part of him. his lips leave yours only to find new territory, trailing down your jawline, your neck, his breath hot against your skin. you gasp as he finds the sensitive spot just below your collarbone, his teeth grazing your skin in a way that makes your back arch off the bed.

“chris,” you whine, his name a plea on your lips, but for what exactly, you’re not sure. all you know is that you want more, need more, and he seems to understand without you having to say another word.

his hand dips lower, finding the hem of your shorts, and he pauses, his eyes meeting yours in a silent question. you nod, your breath catching in your throat as you give him permission to continue, and he wastes no time slipping his hand beneath the fabric.

the rest of the world falls away as chris’s touch consumes you, his fingers rubbing slow circles over your clit. you can’t help but moan pathetically, wriggling your hips under his touch. he continues his wet kisses down your neck, all while pulling your shorts and panties down your legs, leaving you bare and vulnerable.

“so pretty baby, every single part of you” he mutters under his breath before placing his calloused hands on your thighs, spreading them out. he dips his body lower, his face directly infront of your glistening pussy.

he takes one last look at you before licking a bold stripe up your slit. you let out a gasp, your hands instantly finding their way to his hair, gripping his locks as your eyes flutter shut. his tongue laps at your pussy desperately, before latching onto your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“oh my god, chris please” you moan, grinding your hips further into his face, desperate for more of his touch.

your body tightens as the sensation builds, an electric current buzzing through your core, waves of euphoria coursing through your body. each breath you take becomes more shallow, your muscles clenching in anticipation.

“you taste so fucking good…” chris muttered against you, slurping your juices shamelessly, it was as if he lost all control in himself. he couldn’t get enough. “tell me how good i’m making you feel.”

“so good baby, you’re making me feel so good, please don’t stop” you whine.

he moaned into your heat, while shaking his hand, causing his nose to bump in to your clit repeatedly, sending shocks down your spine. soon after he began to slide his finger into your gaping hole, gasping at the way it swallowed his finger, before thrusting it slowly.

you looked down to see chris grinding his hips against the sheets, desperate for a release. the sight alone almost sent you over the edge.

“fuck, i’m close chris so close”

you felt yourself drawing closer and closer to the edge, as he added another finger, speeding up his movement all while paying more attention to your clit with his tongue.

his kisses, his hands, his voice, all working together to drive you to the edge. the room is filled with the sound of your breathless gasps, his low murmurs of encouragement, and the quiet rustling of sheets as you lose yourself in the moment.

and with a final, skilful flick of his tongue over your clit, chris sent you tumbling over the edge, leaving you trembling with the utter force of your release. a wave of intense pleasure washes over you, starting from deep within and radiating out in rhythmic pulses. your mind goes blank for a moment, lost in the overwhelming sensation, before slowly returning as the intensity fades, leaving you with a lingering warmth and a deep, satisfying sense of relaxation.

“are you alright love?” chris’s voice breaks you out of your orgasm induced haze, his hand cupping your cheek sweetly.

“mhm” you mumbled softly, tiredness washing over your body “thank you chris”

he smiled in return before sitting up on the bed “c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up.”

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taglist: @42angelgirl , @heartsforvin

[horror-aesthete]

Van Helsing, 2004, dir. Stephen Sommers

[idontcare4urmom]

any video these weeks of the triplets better contain them trying some period/pregnancy simulator type thing or else this will be my honest reaction:

(i need to hear them whimper and moaning like there is no absolute tomorrow☺🙏🙏)

[pouring-rains]

sweet

cw; fluff

summary; clingy!chris coming home to his gf after a long day of filming.

You were laying in Chris’s bed lazily scrolling on TikTok waiting for him to come home, currently he was out with Nick and Matt, they had a few business deals to settle, before filming tonight so Nick would have time to edit their video before posting tomorrow.

You heard the front door open from downstairs and realized Chris was home so you waited patiently for him to make his way upstairs.

After a short while Chris bedroom door creaking open, his eyes shooting to yours as he quickly shuts the door and makes his way over to you, crawling onto the bed and immediately latching his arms onto you, pulling you into him for a tight squeeze, his head lying flat against your chest.

“Everything alright, baby?” You ask while massaging your nails through his hair while he lays on you.

“Yeah m’just tired, today was long, and I missed having you with me.” He says, mumbling the words into your chest, while trying to nuzzle closer into you.

“You want to put a show on or something?” You ask, but he sakes his head no, “just wanna lay here with you, I missed you.” He mumbles.

You look down at him with pure adoration as you grab a blanket and throw it over the two of you. You continue playing with his hair until he falls asleep on you, exhausted from his day at work, you kiss his forehead goodnight and fall asleep with him.

@ari-hey

[edelweiss313]

Don't you just love it when your dead uncle's naked corpse suddenly drops by the house via the ceiling to visit for the holidays and further ruins the innocence of your already traumatized children

[redz0nez9]

YA'LL LETS THANK THE QUEEN STURNSFLIM FOR THIS BLESSING OF A STORY!!

[joltning]

[ai-higurashi]

Do you think after the triplets first moved in, Scrooge was just-

[sturnioloho]

sleepy matt

[angelbrainrot]

THE ANGELBRAINROT MASTERLIST ⁀➷♡ ´ˎ˗

👼 fluff / 🕊️ angst / 💌 alternate universe /

⭐️ smut / 🌈 wattpad incorporated /

❝ what does 🌈 mean? ❞ . . . it means the one shot is set in the universe of a fanfic i have posted on wattpad, which might make the context confusing or the story harder to follow without having read the fanfic. ( ocs, rather than y/n )

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X-READERS !

000. matthew sturniolo

( COMING SOON. . . )

000. christopher sturniolo

( COMING SOON. . . )

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FANFICS !

000. idfc, matt sturn

🌈 read me here

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000. again again again, chris sturn

🌈 read me here

( COMING SOON. . . )

000. national anthem, matt sturn

🌈 read me here

FREAK! ⭐️ / 💌

❛ leather black and eyes of blue, blue, blue. . . ❜

000. hits different, vinnie hacker

🌈 read me here

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000. nervous, chris sturn

🌈 read me here

( COMING SOON. . . )

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[koilaniazul]

why not me? (pt 2)

pairing- matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: matt confronts y/n and it turns into a confession. but of course, these things don’t always have a happy ending.

warnings: swearing, angst, matt is a meanie once again

go check out part one!

after seeing matt’s date, you felt empty. the boy you had loved for years had just slipped from your fingers.

he didn’t even text. or call. hell, he could’ve sent a damn pigeon and you would’ve jumped for joy.

but no, he just ghosted you. that wasn’t like him.

the entire time you were in your house you stalked eiliana. her instagram, her tiktok, her threads account, her moms facebook account. you found out she has an onlyfans. (that she barely even posted on.)

*she’s not good for matt.* you thought to yourself

you hadn’t got up from your bed in DAYS. and the dishes + smell in your room was a dead giveaway.

on the 5th day you unltimately decided it was time for self care.

you got up from your bed and felt disgusting. gathering all the takeout boxes and bowls with living organisms inside them, you stuffed them in the dishwasher as well as taking out the trash.

pulling off your dirty and crumb filled sheets and putting them in the washer, disinfectant over EVERY surface in your house.

hopping into the hot shower and letting out a soft moan feeling the anxiety and overwhelming stress wash away.

standing in your towel you looked at your phone, an instagram notif popped up.

a message. from matt.

he wanted..to talk? he wanted to talk. matt wanted to talk. and he was coming over in 10 minutes.

reality suddenly hit ur brain as you hopped out of the bathroom and quickly got dressed into the most decent fit you could find.

ur hair was still wet and you barely had time to put makeup on.

matt was coming over and you looked like a wet abandoned dog.

putting on perfume you heard your doorbell ring.

oh shit.

halfway sprinting to the door you opened it as your heart stopped.

there stood matt who you hadn’t seen in weeks.

and he looked so good. even his outfit looked so fine.

you checked him out without shame and he noticed.

clearing his throat, the boy looked her in the eyes. “can..i come in?” he asked a bit unsure.

stepping out of your trance, you looked up at matt with doe eyes. “yeah..yeah sure”

matt carefully stepped inside and took his shoes off as you walked into your living room.

sitting on the couch you patted the spot next to you for him to sit down.

he sat down and avoided eye contact.

deciding to break the quietness, you spoke.

“so, why are you here? missed me that much?” you asked slightly laughing.

he didn’t return the laughter. matt side eyed you as he spoke, “i think you know why im here y/n”.

your smile faded. “i don’t know..”’. as much as you hated lying, you didn’t want to talk about what happened.

matt’s jaw clenched in anger. “ what do you mean?! you showed up at my date with my girlfriend!”.

girlfriend? there’s no way he was dating her already.

you stood up. “are you serious matt? you’ve only known her for like a week!”.

matt’s eyes widened as he stood up as well. “you can’t be talking right now. why are you so interested about how long i’ve known eiliana?! if you need to know we’d been talking for like months before!”

you scoffed. but as you tried to speak again he cut you off. “matt- no y/n shut the fuck up! you’re crazy. eiliana literally complained to me that she was scared of you because you kept stalking her profiles every.single.day.”

your mouth went dry. you forgot to hide your own profile.

“you’re supposed to be my best friend! not some psycho who’s literally joe goldburg.” matt says obviously stressing

“well i cant just be your friend matt!” you yelled. you didn’t think before you spoke. *shut up y/n* you thought to yourself

matt looked even more confused than he was before. “why not?”

“because i fucking love you!” you cried out.

dead silence.

you panted. suddenly out of breath.

you looked up at matt. his eyes darkened.

he.was.pissed.

“matt-“ you said trying to touch his arm

“don’t-don’t touch me!” he said taking two steps back from you

you jerked your hand back scared from his reaction.

“matt please listen to me!” you yelled, tears started to pool your eyes.

he looked up and scoffed. “no you don’t get to cry y/n. you don’t get to fucking cry after you stalked my girlfriend and showed up at our date.”

“i- i didnt even mean to!” you stuttered. “i only left my house because you stood me up!”

matt rolled his eyes. “so what? i went on a date with a girl. you’re being a sensitive bitch.”

“why are you being such a dick right now?! this isn’t the matt i know!”

“oh yeah because you know me so well. matt said with a hint of sarcasm. “you don’t know me at all!”

you started to sob now. “matt-matt please!”

he walked to your front door. “i can’t be here.”

you panicked and sprinted to the front door, blocking him from leaving.

“let’s talk! please.” you begged desperately.

he finished putting his shoes on. “out of my way.”

your breath hitched. “matt.”

he sighed. “we can’t do this y/n. this isn’t healthy.”

confusion reached your face. “what are you talking about..?”

“we can’t be friends anymore.”

your heart dropped. “h-huh?”

he rubbed his temples “that’s why i came over here anyway. eilana and i had talked about it before i drove over. she suggested it and i think it’s a good idea.”

tears rolled down your face. “you’re one of my best friends i cant lose you!”

“ my girlfriend is terrified of you, and you clearly need help, please move out of the way y/n”

you gave up.

moving out of the doorway, matt opened the door and stood in the door frame.

“you know, i wanted to introduce her to you. i thought you two would be good friends. guess not. see you around”

he shut the door as you heard his footsteps walk away.

you tried to cry but you couldn’t.

you were so tired.

only one thought circled your head.

why not me?

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𝗄𝗈𝗂'𝗌 𝗒𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 ↷

BYEE WHY DOES THIS SUCK ASS

anyway.. i did not mean to make matt this mean. welp!

ALSO TELL ME WHY I SPELT EILANA THREE DIFFERENT WAYS

please tell me if you find any mistakes!

ok bai love ya ꨄ

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[thetriplets3]

hi lovely! i have a request!!! could you do one where matt and reader are secretly dating and they go out on a date and someone catches them? like fan and they post it or something?? thx girl love ur work!!!

❝𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰❞

this is the jet lag and the covid brewing in my body that wrote this, not me. i have no idea if any of this is coherent or makes sense but i hope it’s okay

matt and i have been dating for nearly 2 years now having been friends since highschool. and we decided it was best for both of us to keep our relationship a secret public eye. his brothers, nate, and madi know but that’s it. just a few people we know would never say anything. their fans know of me and that i went to school with them so it’s no surprise to see me with them all but that’s the extent of it. matt posts a few soft launch photos of us but keeping me private. i don’t follow the boys from my main account so no fans have been able to dig through his followers to find who the mystery girl is.

matt and i rarely go out alone, always with his brothers or friends. there’s a small part of me that hurts that we decided to do this. not being able to spend time together in public without making things look very platonic, having to keep distance when we’re with friends who don’t know about us, or not being able to show my love openly for my boyfriend. i often turn down going to big events because i find them overwhelming, too loud, too many different things going on at once, it’s just too much for me especially when i can’t be with matt, my security blanket making me feel safe and comfortable.

it’s a blizzard outside, roads too icy for anyone to brace except those working. not to mention it’s the kind of cold that makes your nose hairs instantly feel frozen. using this weather to our advantage, matt and i carefully headed to our favorite little family run bakery down the road. one thing i hate is being cold. dressed in my comfiest thickest sweats, a fleece sweatshirt, a puffy jacket with a scarf just about covering my whole face you could hardly tell who i was, but i was warm and comfy.

we grab a table in the corner of the bakery decorated with warm christmas lights hung above the plush couch with a variety of plants aesthetically placed around the space. the atmosphere was beautiful, soft and gentle lighting, a fireplace adorned with christmas decorations and garland, instrumental music played quietly over the speakers, and to make it even better there wasn’t anyone in here other than the odd person that came in briefly here and there.

i leaned into matt’s side resting my head on his shoulder and his arm holding me closer to him. we sat there facing the large bay window soaking in the peace and beauty of the snow falling. we sat quietly in silence for a while before something out the window caught our eye. 2 teenage girls quickly putting their phones away once they saw us watching them, giggling as they ran away. 

“matt” my voice falters, worried about what might be posted.

“i know it’s okay try not to worry, im sure you can’t even tell it’s us through all that spray on snow on the window. plus you’re so bundled up you look like cousin itt. no one will recognize who you are and if they do, they do. it’s out of our control love,” he tries to reassure me. he pulls his phone out and take a photo of us. “see? we’re good don’t worry”.

“omg i do look like cousin itt” i giggled.

“whatever happens, happens okay? sure they’ll know we’re dating but that’s all they know. we can still keep our relationship private just like we are now nothing has to change. i mean is it so bad that they know? i can take you on proper dates without having to hide you. so what if people see us? they only see a sliver of our relationship, they’ll see us together but that’s all they know. they don’t know our favorite song, the moment i fell in love with you, how you fit right into our family, how much my parents love you, mom’s told me you’re like the daughter she’s always wanted, nick and chris love you, everyone does. so i don’t care if they see us together, they only see the outside of our relationship. i know without a doubt in my mind that i’m gonna marry you one day. what they know doesn’t affect our relationship. i love you pretty girl”.

“i didn’t know you had a thing for cousin itt” i giggled earning a nudge to my shoulder from matt at my lack of seriousness. “i’m kidding, you’re right they can see the outside of our relationship and make their own assumptions. all that matters is we know our relationship. i love you”.

squeezing me closer to his side he rests his head on mine planting kisses to my head. “who doesn’t have a thing for cousin itt?” he joked making me laugh.

“i can’t wait to marry that laugh”.

taglist:

@antisocialties @iluvmatt @dwntwn-strnlo @fake-coolbeans @opheliaofficial07 @angelcake-222 @oneirophobic @strniolo @ssturniolo @20nugs @abbie13sworld @strniolo @luvsturniolo

[baylardian-1]

season 3 janeway hanging out with her kiddies more is a big fave era of the AU for meeeeeeeee <3 she's awkward at it but she's trying :')

Resolutions and Basics happen and it's the beginning of a shift for her in feeling like she actually wants to be a mother. It's a slow burn up through Coda which conveniently shares an anniversary with Threshold = their first birthday, seeing what she's missing (though the alien in Coda would probably try to frame it in her mind as being like "they're going to be fine without you" but she'd see it and be like "im missing these moments with them :(" and afterwords she'd finally make the decision to be more involved in their lives.

[thenickgirl]

i’m not sure if you guys know this, i don’t think i’ve ever mentioned it here before but

i really love nick sturniolo 🥺❤️‍🩹

[oliviasturniolo21]

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