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wait this is so cute omg

I really think they are the minions lmao

no pressure tags! @hjvi @sweetshuga @slut4christopherr @matthewswifeee

tag game ! ♡︎ ୨୧ ࣪ ˖

you’re meeting the triplets on tour! pick which triplet you meet, what outfit you’ll wear, and what gift you bring :)

reblog + tag ur friends ! i thought this could be smthn fun within the fandom <3 love u all 🤍

no pressure tags! @bernardsbendystraws @mattsstarlet @snoopychris @muwaparchive @thenickgirl @55sturn @chrisstvrns @st7rnioioss + anyone who would like to join

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be prepared.

Comment if you want to be in the taglist:))

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reblog if it's okay for your mutuals to message you and create an actual friendship, not just interactions

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Matt is so me

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that's it, that's the post.

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I think we all need to calm down with a mini pizza. Goodnight.

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OMG WHAT IS HAPPENINGGGGGGG

IM DYING TO KNOW IF IT IS WHAT I THINK IT IS OMFG

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uhm.. hi again, my friends.. :))

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hi everyone, i hope you are all well! as you may know, my main blog @delilahsturniolo is currently shadowbanned, and it’s been experiencing a lot of problems as well. such as not being able to message people, receive and send asks, posts not showing up in tags, not getting much interaction, not being able to reply to posts and much more, my blog is basically “invisible” but still physically there, i can only do so much on it. tumblr support also hasn’t gotten back to me either :( so until my blog is hopefully back to normal, or if it doesn’t get fixed at all i’ll be active on here. i’m gonna try my best to upload all of my writing and transfer everything here for now. of course, my blog is still there so you can visit it and read my fics or view any posts still if you’d like! :)

thank you all for your endless support and love once again! 🤍

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"I love you!" Matt cried out in stress, his knees hitting the ground as he begged me to stay.

"Where?!" I replied, tired of fighting. It was too much. It was enough. My teary eyes met Matt's, confused.

"What?" he asked, the volume in his voice lowered. You could see through his eyes the confusion, the anger, the stress of not being understood, the pain.

"Show me!" I screamed as I shot up out of bed, turning to the closet, where my clothes waited folded in my suitcase for me to leave. My eyes could no longer find his, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find... they couldn't understand.

I turned my head to look at him, his head down, his gaze glued to the floor, understanding my pain, knowing he couldn't fight against my strong gaze, my power.

"Where is this love? I.." the sound of my trembling voice cut off, the tears being free to flow out.

My chest was burning with pain, my heart was beating slower, without the excitement that always came with being with Matt.

This time it was different, I was with Matt, with a stranger, who I didn't know, but I knew everything about him.

"I.. I can't see it. I can't.." I was talking. I was opening up about something I was struggling with alone, for a long time.

"I can't touch it, I can't feel it." The tears were coming out non-stop, the pain inside me was reflected in my voice.

Matt slowly raised his gaze until he met mine. Behind the blue of his eyes I could see shame, pain, agony and regret.

"I can hear them.. I can hear some words but.." I turned my head to look at the wall, unable to look him in the eyes.

The tension in the air was growing thicker, every word, every scream, every cry echoed off the walls.

"I can't do anything with your simple words, Matt!" My hands quickly found my face, trying to hide my tears in front of him, my vulnerability.

Matt slowly stood up to stand beside me, his hands caressing mine. There was so much unsaid, the silence was louder than any scream.

Trying to calm my sobs, I tried to continue, "Whatever you say, it's too late, Matt." I looked into his eyes once more, trying to find the answers to everything. Praying that we find a solution to this fight and go back to the way things were... but nothing will ever be the same again, not after what Matt did.

"Please, y/n!" Matt pleaded, holding my hands and looking into my eyes. His blue eyes, which used to light up my life every time I looked into them, now only found my pain.

I quickly shook my hands out of his, walking over to the closet to grab my stuff as he continued to ask me to stay, with no response. "Please don't do this!"

"It's done," I said to his face as I walked out of the room with my suitcase, leaving him alone.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

More people should LISTEN and LEARN.

DON'T CHOOSE TO BE IGNORANT!!!

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

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𝓜𝔂 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

summery: an obsession with the pop star "Y/n" goes a little too far..

It all began like any other obsession, hours and hours spent scrolling through his Instagram, TikTok, and every other social media platform. His name appeared in all of Y/n's posts; it was strange, but so many people did the same thing, so why worry?

The messages were constant too, every day with a "Good morning, beautiful" or some text explaining his love for her. 'Matthew Sturniolo has sent you a message' was what popped up on Y/n's screen every time she checked her Instagram direct messages.

'I know you read my messages'

She ignored him, knowing it was probably just a more advanced obsession than others, but she didn't think he would do much more than that...

That's what appeared on Y/n's phone. Somehow, Matt had found her phone number. When she saw it, she knew it was him; there was no other fan who would seek out her number, let alone find it.

This was going too far. Y/n couldn't shake the feeling that she was being followed every time she went for her nightly walk, and it was because, if they were, Matt was hiding in the shadows, watching her from a distance.

Matt couldn't stop thinking about her, her beautiful hair that cascaded down her shoulders but fell into her face whenever she moved her head slightly, her small nose that turned red in the cold and scrunched up when she laughed, her mouth with its perfect lips, their natural pink, always so kissable, her eyes that lit up the room with their sparkle, her model-like figure, her personality that anyone could fall in love with, the way she laughed so naturally – everything about her was perfect.

Y/n lay in her room, the silence enveloping her. It was her moment of solitude in her daily routine, a time to gather her thoughts and perhaps create new verses for her songs. But the past few days had been difficult for her mind; all she could think about was Matt. His messages kept coming in, but only through Instagram since she had blocked him after he found her number. His face... she didn't know what he looked like.

Y/n got up from her chair and grabbed her computer, opening a tab on her Instagram. She searched through her requests and entered his profile. There were a few posts of him and some highlighted stories titled "The love of my life." It was no surprise when she clicked on them and they were all photos of her.

Despite his strange obsession with her, he wasn't ugly... in fact, Matt was good-looking, and he seemed like a normal person, beyond everything related to her. Maybe this wasn't so strange after all, he was just a fan who was clearly in love with his favorite artist, nothing more...

Days passed, and Matt's messages stopped abruptly, which made her wonder if something had happened to him. Y/n tried to focus on her upcoming concert, but her mind kept telling her something was wrong, so Y/n decided to do something.

After finishing the last rehearsal for tomorrow's recital, she locked herself in the dressing room and went to Matt's profile. To her surprise, he had posted a photo of himself in a suit and tie, at some kind of family wedding. She didn't know why, but she felt her chest lighten, as if a weight had been lifted.

Maybe he wasn't so obsessed with her anymore, perhaps he had lost a bit of interest. Something didn't quite add up, but Y/n decided to stop worrying about him. After all, he was just a crazy fan.

The night of the show was incredible. Everything went spectacularly, just as she had dreamed. People were singing her songs along with her. Her mind was focused on enjoying the moment, with fans giving their all and more, showing her signs that said things like "I traveled 21 hours to see you" or "You're the reason I'm still here," and more things that filled her heart. Someone even threw her a bouquet of white tulips, her favorites.

Y/n came down from the stage to greet her fans one last time before ending her concert. It had been a dream, her dream since she was a little girl, and now she was living it. She was so proud of herself.

On the way to her dressing room, all her staff, friends, and even some family congratulated her on what she had accomplished that night. Once there, she sat in the chair and looked at herself in the mirror for a few seconds, as if she could see her inner child jumping for joy. It was a distraction so powerful that she didn't notice the figure behind her approaching slowly.

The feeling of a pair of large, cold hands on her shoulders made her jump and snap back to reality. When her eyes met a pair of blue ones, her skin prickled. The room seemed to shrink, and her breath quickened with adrenaline.

"You're even more beautiful in person," Matt decided to break the thick silence in the room. His hands roamed over her body, tracing her shoulders, her delicate hair, her back, and everything within reach. Y/n couldn't move. Panic and anxiety had put her into shock, preventing her from doing anything quickly, like calling her guards or something.

Matt began lowering his head, until their faces were level, mirroring each other in the glass. "Do you see us in the future like I do?" Matt continued speaking as if none of this was strange, alarming, or illegal.

"God, you're so... perfect," he went on, his mouth inching closer to Y/n's neck until she could feel his warm breath against her skin.

A shiver ran down her spine, causing her to tremble momentarily, which made Matt smile. He was the reason she was so... so vulnerable.

His lips connected with her skin, a wave of heat washing over her. His kisses burned like gin and that, oddly enough... didn't feel so bad. "I've dreamed-" Matt spoke between kisses, "About this. Thousands of times." It was a completely inappropriate comment for the situation they were in, completely wrong, illegal, incorrect, but it felt so right.

Without thinking, Y/n moved her head back a little, giving him more room to kiss. "You know? I always thought of us as me, the powder and you the fuse... just add some friction. " Even though Y/n tried not to give in so easily to something so forbidden, she couldn't stop thinking about breaking the barrier, crossing the line, breaking the rules. His kisses burned like a living fire, something that turned her on more and more.

Before things could escalate further, one of the staff knocked on the door before entering, simply to check on the star. To their surprise, there was an unknown guy in the room, close to Y/n, so they started calling the guards to have him removed.

"Who the fuck are you?!" the guy shouted upon seeing Matt near Y/n, who was still glued to the chair, staring at her reflection, completely still. "No, please, I can explain!" Matt shouted as the police grabbed him. "Y/n! You're... you're my strange addiction, please, I- I need you!" Matt shouted among other things, knowing that she hadn't reacted badly, but rather that she had let him. Something the guards clearly didn't understand.

"Oh my god, Y/n, what happened?" Several people asked her if she was okay and other things, but Y/n could only think about his fiery lips. 'What would have happened if we were completely alone? Would she have let him just like that? Or was it just shock?' she thought and thought, but her mind was blocked.

"Just add some friction"

GUESS WHO IS BAAAACKK.

no but um... im really sorry for leaving yall so suddenly, but I really had this mental block and yes. hope u like it and let me know if you want a part 2 where maybe they are alone.. or not?

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if any of you have discord, i made a server!

you must have your account with discord for longer than 5 minutes before you can join if you made a new one.

please be respectful and kind to others. anyone who brings unnecessary drama into the server will be kicked and possibly banned. i’m assuming most people on here (tumblr) are 16 and up but if you’re 14 or 15, you can join too!

joining is entirely optional! it doesn’t matter how much you’re active, but i (and i’m sure others) are excited to get to know more people!! so you can text as much as you want <3

here’s the link!

LETS HAVE FUN AND GET HORNY PEOPLE!! (i know it might be awkward at first, but that’s okay)

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ITS MY BIRTHDAY BITCHHHHHHHH

I LOVE YALL SO MUCHHH

es mi cumple wachoooooooooooooo

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lol the app will still be on our phone, we just can’t access it on appstore’s if we delete it unless we do some serious jail breaking.

yeah but I think you can't upload new vids

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omg I'm so fucking sad that the Americans are going from tik tok, like they are my hole fyp 😩 and the triplets are going 2 😭

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the comments are so real