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absolutely amazing give me 1000 more of em 💵💵💵💳💳

CHAPTER ONE: MYSTERY JUICE

master list | intro | ask about them here

WARNINGS: mentions of death/dying, drinking an unknown substance, coughing up dirt, mentions of being burried, frankenstein transformation?

wc: 1.1k

The faint clink of the glass slide against the microscope’s metal stage echoed softly in the quiet basement. Matt leaned in, furrowing his brows as he adjusted the lens, one eye squinting through the scope. The air smelled faintly of dust and old paper, cool against your skin as you shifted in the squeaky swivel chair.

Its wheels rolled lazily over the cracked concrete floor as you leaned forward on the counter. "Find anything interesting?" you asked, breaking the hush that hung between you.

 

The chair’s wheels squeaked softly as you shifted, watching Matt hunch over the microscope. He only hummed in response, too focused on the experiment he was running for class. It was always hard to get his attention when he slipped into his zone, his brain running a mile a minute as he carefully tried to collect every scrap of data.

Your fingers tapped absently against the counter as you watched him adjust the slide for the fifth time, eyes narrowed in concentration. You’d long given up on trying to follow what he was doing; science talk wasn’t your language. The lights flickered overhead, washing the room in a cold, sterile glow. You hated to admit it, but his basement gave you the creeps. One slide after another, Matt studied them all, some twice, no matter how many notes he took, he still couldn’t pinpoint the answer to the experiment. Matt didn’t notice you slipping away, too lost in the science world to care.

You were bored–and maybe a little thirsty. The mini fridge in the corner caught your eye. The fridge door groaned as you opened it, cold air brushing your face. Among cans of soda and half-eaten sandwiches sat a clutter of test tubes glowing faintly under the flickering light.

One test tube stood out–tall, capped, and filled with a shimmering green liquid that caught light when you shifted it. The label on the tube was written in messy handwriting, but it was now faded.

“Hey, Matt, what would happen if I drank this?” you giggled, watching as the liquid moved while you shook the tube. Matt didn’t even bat an eye; you weren’t sure if he even knew you were in the room anymore. It couldn’t be so bad, maybe it was some random beautifying serum he made, what’s the worst that could happen? The glass tube felt cold and slick in your hand.

You glanced over your shoulder–still no reaction from Matt. The tube felt heavier than it looked. Just a sip, you told yourself. It’s probably nothing.  You hesitated, eyeing the strange liquid sloshing inside, then tipped it back and took a sip.

The strange, mysterious liquid tastes minty, and it fizzed in your mouth almost like some sort of carbonated drink.  Heat bloomed in your chest, spreading to your fingertips. Your legs wobbled beneath you, and the floor seemed to tilt sideways.

“Hey–wait! Don’t drink that!” Matt’s voice finally broke through the haze, just as your knees buckled and the world went dark. 

You jolted upright with a ragged gasp, like surfacing from deep water. Cold air slammed into your lungs. Your chest burned. Your spine arched. You weren’t sure if you were breathing or choking. Your skin felt…wrong. Clammy. Too cold. Like you’d been asleep in a freezer. Your arms moved sluggishly, muscles twitching like they were just learning how to fire again. You blinked hard. The light overhead was harsh, unfamiliar.

The basement was still there, but older. Dustier. Different. Your fingers brushed the side of your neck, raised skin. Stitches. Metal. A bolt. Your heart, if it was even still your own, thudded violently in your chest. Your head turned slowly. Heavy. Like it didn’t belong to you. A silhouette of a man stood wearing a white coat, stubble covering his jaw. Your eyes narrowed.

Your brain scrambled, trying to place him. “Matt?” you croaked as if you hadn’t spoken in years. Your voice didn’t sound like your own. He stepped into view, older, worn down–but his eyes still locked onto yours with something between relief and guilt.

“You’re awake,” he breathed. “It worked. After five years…it worked.” Your body felt stiff, and you could hardly move. You lifted your hands into view, slow, trembling and froze.

That’s when you saw it. Your skin…it was green. You blinked rapidly, thinking your brain was playing tricks on you, but it remained the same green complexion. “It’ll take some getting used to,” Matt spoke softly, his voice thick with something you couldn’t name, regret, maybe. Pride. 

He approached you, sitting on the side of the metal operating table. Your legs felt as if they were filled with wet cement. Still, you shifted, forcing your feet to slide off the edge of the table. The cold floor touched your heels–numb, disoriented, and your knees wobbled as you tried to plant your feet flat.

“Take it slow,” Matt murmured from nearby, but he didn’t move to help you. You, however, didn’t want his help. You wanted to feel something real. Anything. Your arms trembled as you pushed against the edge of the metal table. Every joint creaked in protest, like your body didn’t quite remember how to be alive. With a shaky inhale, you forced yourself up. Your knees buckled immediately.

The world tilted, vision dimming at the edges–but your hands caught the edge of a nearby shelf just in time. Test tubes rattled.

“You’re doing good,” Matt said softly, like you were some lab rat performing well. You glared at him, breath ragged, heart hammering beneath your too-cold skin.

“What... What did you do to me?” he didn’t answer right away, not meeting your gaze.

His jaw clenched.

“I brought you back.” 

You froze. He brought you back? You couldn't remember anything, let alone what he brought you back from. Then you realized…your breath hitching at the thought. “Did I die?” you ask, you asked, voice cracking. Matt’s face was drained of color. He didn’t speak. You stared at him, the question echoing louder in your own head now. 

He couldn’t bring himself to answer you, not when you were looking at him like he just committed the most heinous crime known to man.

“Matt,” you whispered. He nodded. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact. You died. You were dead, buried, gone. “If I died…then how am I even here?” you ask, your voice slightly scratchy as if you had something stuck in your throat. Matt just stared, silent.

“M-matt!” you tried to scream, but it came out as a dry croak. He couldn’t tell you, couldn’t see the reaction when you found out. You lunged forward, hacking violently. Clumps of dirt, spilled from your mouth. Dry and bitter against your tongue.

You stared at your shaking hands, soil caked beneath your nails.

You’d been buried. Underground.

Was this life? Or something stitched together to look like it?

dividers: @anitalenia @bleedingspiral

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Teen Titans Au

beastboy chris x raven reader opposites attract

chris sturniolo - beastboy - 16 - goofy goober, video games, pizza, humor to deal with uncomfortable situations or subjects, has more intelligence than others think, cares about his friends, pranks, he thinks people don't take him seriously, does not give up when it comes to raven even when she pushes him away, buddy will throw himself into danger for this girl, literally short-circuits when she says something even remotely nice, probably calls her his queen or something, and does stupid shit to impress her

y/n - raven - 17 - guarded, silence over talking, meditating, reading, sarcastic, secretly thinks beastboy is funny, seems distant on the outside but she just wants to have a family, moody, powers become out of control when shes emotionally overwhelmed, slowly starts to let her guard down around beast boy, though she doesn’t directly ever tell him she enjoys his company she always does small gestures towards him, like smiling or patting him

thx to @sturns-mermaid for motivating me to put this out

ROBIN MATT X STARFIRE READER COMING SOON

taglsit; @pair-of-pantaloons @sturns-mermaid @oopsiedaisydeer @matt-sturnioloo @httpssturns @kenah-sturniolo @courta13 @sturnslux3 @nottodaysari

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Robot Chris Sturniolo Fanart for my cyberpunk au

@viviansturns-art this was the art i was talking about btw

first time in awhile doing digital art so stay with me now

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Childhood Friends Au

chris sturniolo x reader

mighty ducks au + childhood friends au

pure cutesy fluff

chris sturniolo (guy germaine) 16 - has been absolutely down bad with her since the beginning of time, was shorter than her for most of childhood, somehow always laughs in wrong situations, close with y/n

y/n (connie moreau) 16 - done with his bullshit, still obsessed with him though, tough player and doesn’t take shit from anyone, attitude or an angel, close with chris

matt sturniolo (charlie conway) 16 - captain of the team, always focused of the game or ganging up with nick to make fun of chris, will always be there for the ducks, close with adam

nick sturniolo (lester averman) 16 - the jokester, point of living is to make fun of chris, fake interviews before games, glasses, close with jessie, goldburg, and dwayne

im genuinely so lazy and there isnt some deep angsty story for this its more cute fluff so there isnt much for this but I LOVE THE MIGHTY DUCKS SO YIPPEEEE

will maybe post some blurbs or idk some cute stuff later

taglist; @sturns-mermaid @httpssturns @pair-of-pantaloons @oopsiedaisydeer @matt-sturnioloo @kenah-sturniolo @sturnslux3 @courta13

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what chris sturniolo pic is ur wallpaper😭 sry im js a nosey bitch

bahahhaha its fine its this one

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made chris beast boy x raven reader moodboards

and robin matt x starfire reader moodboards

because i was motivated by @sturns-mermaid

yall better be prepared

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love how i said it would take a me awhile to make more moodboards but then today i just made 4

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MIGHTY DUCKS AU MIGHTY DUCKS AU OR AT LEAST CHILDHOOD BESTFRIEND AU WITH SOME MIGHTY DUCKS SCENES WHAT ARE WE THINKING. LOOK GUYS I KNOW YALL DONT CARE BUT ITS GOTTA HAPPEN. IF CHRIS STURNIOLO ISNT GUY GERMAINE IDK WHAT ILL DO

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bro my bitchass was like omg let me take a break and read some ff that isnt sturniolo related so i go and read a few and then i reach an imagine book about an actor. tell me why in a oneshot the reader is the sturniolo triplets sister. LIKE BRO I CANT ESCAPE THEM. THEY HAUNT ME EVERYWHERE I GO.

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UM GUYS WTF I LITERALLY OPEN SNAP TO TRY AND FIND AND OLD PIC I TOOK TELL ME WHY IT MADE 4 AI PICS OF ME LIKE NO JOKE I NEVER TOOK OR MADE THAT SHIT WHY IS IT THERE THAT IS ACTUALLY HORRIFYING SOMEBODY HELP ME THE ROBOTS ARE INFUSING THEIR WAY INTO MY PHONE

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thinking bout how i was casually standing in an elevator with georgie from IT and I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING WHATTT

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THINKING BACK TO MY MATT STURNIOLO AS FLYNN RYDER AU CUZ JUST IMAGINE HIM AND REPUNZAL READER EXPLORING AND THEN DANCING TO KINGDOM DANCE LIKE JUST I CANT

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how hard would yall punch me if i made a sturniolo pitch perfect au😭 I SWEAR IM NOT JUST TRYNA MAKE AUS OUT OF EVERYTHING

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Things I Love

for fun cuz i genuinely love so much

( i know no one cares)

i would encourage people to write the things they love though too cuz its nice to think about things that make you happy

my grandma( shes lovely, she plays animal crossing and i get to watch her, she buys me stuff, and makes crafts with me when i want to, she plays board games with me too)

stitch (loved him for so long i had a HUGE OBSESSION with him in middle school) you couldn’t think of me without thinking of stitch

pooh bear(body positivity)

eeyore ( he has always been my grandmas fav and she passed on the live to me)

babies(they are so cute and their little laughs) most my friends say they think id be a terrible mom but i think i could do great

colors mainly yellow its so happy

laufey ( i love her music and whenever i listen to it i just get this great feeling)

moby(he is my stuffed cat and everyone loves him)

MY BLANKETS (red blankie and family blankie) they are basically my everything and bring so much comfort (had them since i was a kid)

sun chips, hot fries, baked lays, cheesy poofs

apple juice, arizona green tea, water with ice, soda

the smell of orange(it has always been my favorite smell)

all my stuffies ( evangeline, christy, penny, jerry, juney-bug, rocky, buttercup + more)

dolls (i know it seems liek a kids thing but idc they are so cool and i admire people who collect them) + baby dolls since ive always loved babies and have always dreamed of being a care taker to kids

clothing( ive always loved colorful outfits and layer and textures) unfortunately ive never been fashionable bc im plus sized and have a hard time finding clothes that look cute but also fit me and that arent 10x more expensive

cherries(i never really liked taking the middle out but the taste is always worth it)

winter(i love christmas so much because its the time of year that i feel like my family is most brought together) i also am a very warm bodied person so i enjoy the coolness (seriously whenever its cold people ask me to hug them or hold their hand cuz im apparently a human heater

PASTA( i love em all im in love with bow ties and rotini) i have pasta so often

garlic bread(no explanation needed)

mancala(such a fun game and ive played it ever since i was little when i learned it in summer camp)

air hockey(also learned it in summer camp and i became the best at it) not to brag😌but people kids and staff of different ages would line up to go against me and i won everyone

car rides especially late at night with some headphones

the sea of love song( when i was younger my mom used to held me and sing it to me)

anyone else but you + vampire song (yet more songs my mom used to sing to me when i was younger)

kids shows and movies like wdym you dont fuck with mickey mouse clubhouse (its just nice to feel like a kid and enjoy life it brings a lot of nostalgia)

chris sturniolo (youre probably like why not matt or nick which dont get me wrong i love em both too but chris never fails to put a smile on my face) i could go on and on explaining but thats stupid so i wont ( also i wanted to add that when i say i love chris im not saying im in love with him. as much as i would like to know him i barely know anything about the guy and as much as im attracted to him i genuinely dont believe that ive ever been in love with someone)

ignore any spelling mistakes!!

also im only 16 so id like to remind people that im allowed to like childish things (honestly though you can like whatever you wnat at any age and dont let people tell you that you cant enjoy something cuz they just wanna be miserable)

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genuinely want to post and make and post and make but im so freaking tired like jeez. honestly im probably only am tired cuz i literally went to sixflags yesterday and walked a ton and now im in pain. also im seeing my grandma on Wednesday and im so excited i love my grandma shes so cool>.< dont worry ill probably ready to make more sturniolo moodboards by maybe thursday or friday. im really excited to make my parent trap one cuz itll be so cute just a simple sturniolos x brother reader (obviously not weird stuff cuz who do you think i am) and cant wait to make nick british

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in need of chase davenport like hell yessssss

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love when people see my chris sturniolo wallpaper and ask if thats my boyfriend

LIEK I WANT YOU TO TAKE ONE GOOD LOOK AT MY FAT ASS AND TELL ME IF YOU THINK I CAN PULL THAT

the answers yes though….. (thats a joke i always just awkwardly explain why i have some random guy as my wallpaper😭)