#addi yaps ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

[chrxsprettygirl]

𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄!𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑼𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒏

AN: THIS IS FICTIONAL. i dont think Chris or Marylou would ever act like this this just for entertainment purpose only!! Also I love this song so much u should listen to it :)

You should’ve known better.

From the beginning, Chris Sturniolo was the kind of boy your mom warned you about — charming in that cold, I-don’t-care way. The kind who says just enough to keep you hooked, but never enough to keep you safe.

And still, you let him in.

⸻

It started casual.

Talking every night. FaceTimes that turned into sleepy 3AM silences. “I don’t really do relationships,” he said once, and you just hummed, pretending it didn’t sting.

Then one night, sitting in your dorm with your legs over his lap and a movie playing on mute, he looked at you like he was actually seeing you for the first time.

“You’re mine now, yeah?”

It wasn’t a question. But you nodded anyway.

⸻

Bringing him home to meet your family was your idea.

It felt right. You’d been talking for months. You knew the shape of every scar on his hand, the way he slept with his jaw clenched, like he never fully relaxed. He never said I love you, but you felt it. Or you thought you did.

He sat stiff on your parents’ couch while your mom served dinner and your dad tried to get him to talk.

He barely made eye contact. Didn’t touch his plate. Kept checking his phone like he couldn’t wait to leave.

You brushed it off. “He’s just nervous,” you told yourself.

But when he left that night, he didn’t say goodbye. No hug. No kiss. Just a quick nod and he was gone.

⸻

Then came the silence.

Two weeks. Nothing.

No texts. No calls. You watched his story once — a picture of his hand around a red cup, middle finger up. Caption: “Don’t catch feelings, catch flights.”

Cute.

When he finally texted you again, it was like nothing had happened.

Chris: Wyd.

Not an apology. Not even an explanation. Just wyd.

⸻

You met up with him anyway.

And the second he walked into your dorm, you knew something was off. He didn’t kiss you. Didn’t touch you. Just sat on your bed like he didn’t even wanna be there.

You crossed your arms. “You good?”

He shrugged. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

You sat beside him, careful not to get too close. “I haven’t heard from you in two weeks, Chris.”

“So?”

“So?” you echoed. “You ghosted me. After meeting my family.”

He rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t that deep.”

Your stomach twisted. “Maybe not to you.”

He looked at you then — finally — like he was trying to decide if this conversation was worth it. “Why are you always making shit complicated?”

“I’m asking you a simple question,” you said. “What are we doing? What am I to you?”

His jaw clenched. “Don’t start.”

“No,” you cut in, voice firmer. “You met my parents. You slept in my bed. I’ve told you everything about me. And I still don’t know a damn thing about you.”

Silence.

You swallowed. “Can I meet your mom?”

He flinched.

You knew instantly — wrong question.

He stood up. “Jesus Christ.”

“What?”

“Why do you always need more? Why isn’t it enough just being with me?”

Your heart thudded. “You can’t be serious.”

He turned to you, voice sharp. “She’s not gonna like you. You’re not her type.”

“What does that mean?”

He hesitated. Just long enough.

“It means… you’re not good enough.”

It hit like a slap. Not loud. Not violent. Just… cold.

You stared at him, blinking. “Say that again.”

He didn’t.

You nodded slowly. “Cool. Get out.”

“Come on—”

“No,” you said, voice hard now. “Get out of my room, Chris.”

He stared at you like he didn’t think you’d actually say it. But you did.

So he left.

⸻

You didn’t cry.

Didn’t chase. Didn’t reply when he texted three days later. Or four. Or five.

Then, out of nowhere:

Chris: Be ready at 7. Wear something nice.

You stared at the screen.

And for some reason — God knows why — you got dressed.

⸻

He didn’t speak on the drive.

Didn’t hold your hand. Didn’t even look at you.

He pulled up to a cold-looking house in the suburbs. Big, clean, empty-feeling. You followed him up the path like a ghost.

Inside, it was quiet.

His mom stood at the island in the kitchen, stirring something in a pot. She looked up. Stared at you.

“This her?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Chris muttered.

She raised an eyebrow. “Thought you said you weren’t serious about her.”

Your breath caught.

Chris didn’t say anything.

She looked you up and down. “Huh.”

No smile. No warmth. No hello.

You stood there, clutching your purse, heat crawling up your neck.

This was not a “meet the family” moment.

This was a punishment.

“I’m gonna go,” you said, quietly.

Chris turned to you, confused. “What?”

“I should’ve believed you when you said I wasn’t good enough,” you said, and walked out the door.

AN:….hey…….how y’all doing

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[novathevamp]

Introduction ☆

About me ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

My name is Nova || All pronouns || Agender and aroace || Seventeen years old || Neurodivergent

My interests ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

☆ The Marauders

☆ Harry Potter

☆Percy Jackson

☆ Sharks

☆ Spiderman

☆ Corpse Bride

☆ Phoebe Bridgers

☆ Red, White, and Royal Blue

plus many more I can't remember!!

My Mutuals *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

@saturnsconstellation AJAX 🫶🏻 my online older brother. A very cool guy. Fun to talk to, and listens to me yap. He has been such a big help and I appreciate him so much. He is a really fun person to talk to and just generally be around. He is the Sirius to my Regulus. He is very understanding and tries his best to help always. I love you very much

@lienspien ANDI 💗 This guy has helped me SO much and I am so grateful for him. Always tells me what I need to hear and in the nicest way. Very mature, and helps me through a lot of things when I may not understand it very well. He is very funny and I love being around him. Very silly as well, which I love. I love you so much

@addsalwayssick ADDIE 🎀 She is such a big help as well. Gets me through any situation and helps me in any way I need. She is incredibly silly but I love it. Incredibly nice person to be around. She is so funny and just a wonderful friend in general. Although she needs to be kept out of the kitchen, she is amazing as everything else. Love you pookie

@moonssong ISA 💓 My platonic spouse. You are so cool, and I love talking to you! They are fun to talk to as well. Very nice to be around. They are a nice person and they make me laugh quite a bit. Although they are a bit feral at times.

@starmanbutitsregulusblack fellow Regulus kinnie, shark enjoyer and corpse bride enjoyer. We need to talk more!!

I will add onto this as I gain more mutuals and talk to more. My dms are always open 🫶🏻

I need more friends!!

And if you are a remus lupin kinnie pls reach out <3

[chrxsprettygirl]

My fav sassy king 😍

[chrxsprettygirl]

IM CRYING 😭

what..

[chrxsprettygirl]

𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄!𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑺𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚…

AN: I color coded the convos bc it low-key confused me

Pink: reader, Orange: Chris, Green: Stella

“Like who the fuck does he think he is? He ghost me treats me like I’m a peace of trash and then when he sees me with someone else he wants to act all crazy and possessive like why the fuck? Talking bout sum ‘im picking you up tomorrow’ the hell you are.” I ranted to Stella as I pack my bag getting ready for us to go back to the dorms, if you can’t tell im furious, Stella sits on my bed listening to me rambling refusing to interrupt me “Like am I wrong? Like am I delusional?” I look back at her “No your not. He’s acting like an asshole” she replies validating me, I turn back huffing as I zip up my bag swinging it across my shoulder “Lets go” I tell her. We go downstairs bidding goodbye to my parents going to her car driving off.

At the dorm..

Im back in my dorm room scrolling on my phone when I get a call from the one and only, Chris. I sigh looking around before answering it.

“Hello?” “Get ready im on my way” “No” “What why not?” “Because I said so?” He stays silent for a couple seconds “Whatever I’m still coming can you atleast meet me in the parking lot? I just wanna talk that’s all” I take a few seconds thinking, do I want to sit and talk with him? Yes- I mean hell no. “Fine” I hang up sighing to myself dropping my phone on my chest, o close my eyes for a couple minutes taking deep breaths before getting up to put some clothes on. I grab a white tshirt and a black flare legging not trying to look like I tried to hard but not wanting to look an absolute bum. After about 20- 30 minutes he calls to tell me he’s downstairs, I put on my shoes, put on my glasses grab my phone and leave, Stella was taking a nap if she knew I was going to meet Chris she’d literally dismember me and feed me to the sharks. Thank God she’s hungover.

I leave my dorm deciding to take the stairs and not the elevator, just to make him wait a lil longer, I finally get down to the parking lot looking for his car when he flashes his lights at me, as I’m walking up to it my hearts racing, it’s so loud I can hear it, my hands are getting clammy. I sigh when I pull on the car door climbing in, I turn my head to the side to look at him, he’s absolutely gorgeous, and I hate it. We look at each other for a while none of us saying a word, it’s quite nice it’s like the silence is speaking for the both of us in way, he shifts in his seat turning his head away from me to look infront of him

“Im sorry…….i shouldn’t have treated you the way I did, I was just really stressed out and going through it this month and I just took it out on you and you didn’t deserve it, the way I talked to you was unacceptable and I am sorry your so sweet and kind and I just took that for granted, and I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you last night I was way out of line….i do really like you still but I understand if you don’t want to continue to hang out but if you do decide to give me another chance I won’t mess it up…I promise” I listen to him carefully, hearing him apologizing woke up something in me, when he’s done he looks back at me searching my face for some kind of reaction, everything in me just wants to grab his face and kiss him but I keep my composure “thank you, I like you too but Chris we got to talk, because things like this are just going to make things harder, if we are going to do this we have to communicate with each other that’s the only way things will work out”

I reply with full seriousness im my face and voice im not going to play these childish games with him, if he had simply told me all of that in the beginning we wouldn’t be in this situation right now, he looks at me attentively like he’s really paying attention to everything that im saying nodding his head a few times “Yeah your right I’ll try to be better at communicating with you” he tells me I smile leaning over the middle console and give him a hug that he gladly returns, it’s an awkward position but I don’t really care at this point. We both pull away before he pulls me in and kisses me and just like our first kiss it’s incredible.

His soft lips move against mine slowly, his tongue swiping on my lips bitting down on them occasionally. My head feels so light I might go dizzy I rest my head on his neck, we pul away for a second catching out breath, he chuckles I raise my eyebrows “whats so funny” I question him he smiles at me “when we pulled away your lips looked like duck lips” he says between giggles mimicking my so called ‘duck lips’ I giggles pushing his shoulder away “Chris I swear to God” I tell him trying to look serious but his laugh is so contagious I end up in a fit of giggles as well, when we finally calm down we look at each other “Wanna go get some food?” “Sure”

AN: got a bit of motivation to write so hear ya go sluts

Random tags n taglist: @trevorsgodmother @tezzzzzzzz @weirdothatwritess @dykes4chris @chrepsi @chrissfavhoe @natesfavoritehoe @bamsblooming @chrissleftshoe @chrisslluut @cams-cult @chrissturnioloslvt @starrii-sturns @chriscumslut @chrisshands @chriss-prettyygirll @chrissturnioloswife88 @mattztrip @mattsleftball @mattsslvtzx @mattswrinkleton @mattsturnswife @mattsturnioloismylordandsaviour @mattsturnioloarchive @matthewsturnsgf @matthewswifeyx @matthewsturniolosactualgf @nickssidewitch @jayaluvsyu @nicksbestie @adoreechxmpion @sturnshood @sturnswiftie @sturniolotripletlover @chrissturnfavlilslut @abbystromboli @megameatymatt @zenithsturniolo @chrissweetheart

[chrxsprettygirl]

“𝓕𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂, 𝓲𝓶 𝓰𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓸𝓾𝓼”

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝑨𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑨, 16, a sluttttt for Chris Sturniolo, black queen, pink, cheesecake, vanilla scents, Billie Eilish, girly girl, music lover, princess, romance books, summer, writen by SAILORR, shopaholic, bunny, fan fictions, BTS, ADHD, oct Libra, infp, strawberry shortcake, cats, Minnie Mouse enthusiast, certified yapper, cigarettes, Italy, mommy and daddy issues, chaos queen, to all the boys ive loved before, Disney lover, writer (sometimes).

Alt acc: @chrxsprettygirlbookshelf

My fav divas : @abbystromboli @chrissleftshoe @megameatymatt

-𝓡𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼

- i will not write anything with nick x fem!character or chris and matt x male!character romantically, non consensual, very very rough smut, abusive, illegal, incest, weird kinks, or hard drugs. other than that, i am open to mostly anything. however if i get a request that makes me uncomfortable i won’t write it! 

- i don’t tolerate any form of hate on my account! this blog is a safe space for everyone, if i see any type of racism, homophobia, etc., or any negativity you will be blocked

- please respect my privacy, especially when it’s concerns my friends, family or relationships, if you find any of my or my family members social media (why you looking so hard?) please do not go sharing it around thank you.

Masterlist

Anons: ☔️🍰🤍🪨🍣

Thank you for coming to my ted talk :) Now get comfy, sit back, grab a snack and enjoy the show 💋

All dividers are from @dollywons, @issysh3ll and @megameatymatt

[chrxsprettygirl]

Anyways let’s all be freaky again

[chrxsprettygirl]

Bitches hate when ur insecure but mad when u serve confident bad bitch, they hate when ur fat but love to skinny shame you, they love to talk abt you but pissed when you do the same, they laugh if you don’t have many friends but when u do ur a attention whore, they complain when u listen to mainstream music but call you annoying when u listen to smaller artists.

Bitches and lil pussy ass boys gonna hate no matter what you do, your a bad bitch live your fucking life stop caring abt what the bitch with 4 hairs on her head thinks abt you

[chrxsprettygirl]

𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄!𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑱𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚…

I like the campus library It’s quiet, big and basically always empty, I don’t know how most of the students pass their classes. Anywho it’s nice in there, that’s where im currently headed, im on the phone with Chris or should I say my boyfriend (I’ll never live it down) telling him about some study group im attending. “Psychological is not just mind games Chris it’s quite deeper than that” I say into the mic of the phone as I pack a few thing into my bag “Sure if you say so sweetheart lemme see your outfit” he says my phone lights up seeing him request to FaceTime. I accept it setting my phone up so he could see my outfit, im just wearing some shorts and a T-shirt and a zip up over it “That’s what your wearing?” He ask looking at me, I raise my eyebrow questioning him “Yeah what’s wrong with it?” He shakes his head “Nothin its just…..the shorts are a bit too short” I scoff at him taking the phone out its position throwing it on the bed continuing to pack my bag “Are you one of those boyfriends that controls what their girlfriends wear?” He laughs a bit while I put my shoes on “Nah, you can wear whatever you want im just pointing it out” I smile “well I gotta go, ill talk to you later” I tell him before hanging up and leaving to the library.

I spend about 5 hours in the library. It ended up just being me and this one guy since everyone bailing. But we stayed together, helping each other out and chatting every once in a while. I didn’t even notice the 3 missed calls and 9 text from Chris until I get back home to the dorms. I hissed pressing the call button, it rings twice before he picks up, it’s silent on his end for a few seconds “Hey” I say waiting for his response, he doesn’t say anything “Hello? Chris are you there?” I question “yeah” he says dryly “were you sleeping?” I ask him checking the time, it’s only 9 pm “nah. Kinda looked like you forgot about me” he says nonchalantly, I giggled softly “no I didn’t forget about you silly I was just busy, it ended up only being me and this one guy Raven, we lost track of time I’m sorry” I explain to him while I’m doing my nighttime routine. We stay on the phone talking (mostly me about how funny Raven is), he sounds relatively annoyed every time I speak about him but my dumbass was too oblivious to tell.

I’m brushing my teeth, halfway through telling Chris how Raven practically tutored me the entire night, when I hear him exhale sharply through the phone. Not the usual chill exhale no, this one’s irritated. “You talk about him like he’s God’s gift to the psychology department,” Chris mutters. I pause mid-brush, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It means,” he snaps, “you’ve been on the phone with me for ten minutes, and all I’ve heard is Raven did this, Raven said that. Like damn, did he walk you back to your dorm and tuck you in too?” My jaw drops, toothpaste foam clinging to my lip. “Are you seriously doing this right now?” He doesn’t back down. “You ignored three of my calls. Didn’t even text me once. But you had time to bond with some dude for five hours?”I rinse my mouth and glare into the mirror. “I wasn’t ignoring you. I told you it was a study group.”

“Yeah, that turned into a one-on-one library date.” “Oh my god,” I groan. “It wasn’t a date, Chris. You’re being ridiculous.” “I’m being real,” he says, voice low and tense. “You walked out of here looking fine as hell in those shorts, and then went off to spend the night laughing with some guy I don’t even know. Sorry if I don’t feel great about that.” I sit on the edge of my bed, staring at the phone. “You know what? I don’t need this. If you don’t trust me, then—” “It’s not that I don’t trust you,” he interrupts, his voice quieter but still rough, “it’s that I know how other guys look at you. I know how I look at you. And if Raven’s not thinking about you like that, he’s either blind or lying.” The air between us goes dead silent. My stomach twists not with guilt, but with something… hotter.

Chris leans closer to the camera. His voice drops, thick and low. “You wanna talk about what I was thinking about while you were gone, looking all cute in those tiny ass shorts? How I imagined you walking in the door, coming to sit on my lap and letting me remind you who you belong to?” My breath hitches. “That’s why I was calling,” he adds, eyes locked on mine through the screen. “Not ‘cause I was mad. ’Cause I missed you. And because if you were here, that Raven guy wouldn’t even exist to you right now.” My fingers grip the edge of my blanket, heartbeat suddenly louder than anything else. “Chris…” He smirks, slow and dangerous. “Next time you decide to spend five hours with some guy, just remember what you’re coming home to.” I swallow, cheeks flushed. “Okay.” He raises a brow. “Okay?” I meet his stare, voice soft and teasing. “Okay, daddy.” Chris’s jaw tightens and the look he gives me after that? Let’s just say… I’m not getting much sleep tonight.

I stare at my screen for a second, heart hammering.“Be outside in five,” I say, already reaching for my zip-up. “You serious?” he says, eyes lighting up through the camera.“Dead serious.” He doesn’t say another word — just hangs up. That alone has my stomach in knots.I throw on the hoodie, barely bother fixing my hair, and rush down the hallway of my dorm. The second I step out, the cool night air bites at my legs, but I don’t care. Chris is already there, leaning against his car, arms crossed, hoodie hood pulled low looking like every bad decision I’ve ever wanted to make. He looks up when he sees me, jaw clenching, eyes scanning me like he’s checking if I’m real. “Thought you were gonna make me wait,” he mutters. I walk right up to him, staring him down. “You think I’d leave you hanging after a phone call like that?”He grabs my wrist and pulls me closer not rough, but firm. Like he’s had enough pretending. His hand slips down to my waist, holding me there as his other comes up to cup my jaw.

“I was pissed,” he says, low and serious, eyes burning into mine. “Not ’cause I think you’d do anything — but because the idea of someone else making you laugh, making you smile, even for a second, when I wasn’t around to see it? Drove me fucking crazy.” I blink up at him, breath caught somewhere in my throat. “Chris…” He leans in, barely brushing his lips against mine. “Say you missed me.” “I missed you,” I whisper, my fingers tightening in the fabric of his hoodie. “Say you’re mine.” “I’m yours,” I breathe. That’s all it takes.

His lips crash into mine — not soft, not slow, but desperate and full of every jealous, frustrated thought he had all evening. His hands slide under the hoodie, pulling me closer, like he’s trying to erase every second I spent away from him. And I let him. Because no amount of study guides or late-night sessions could touch what this feels like — being wanted, claimed, kissed like I’m the only thing that matters. When we finally break apart, I’m breathless. His forehead rests against mine. “No more library guys,” he says, smirking. “No more jealousy fits,” I counter, grinning.“Deal,” he says, then pulls me into the passenger seat. “Now get in. You’re staying with me tonight — and I’m not letting you out of my sight.

AN: this took so long I can’t

Random tags n taglist: @trevorsgodmother @tezzzzzzzz @weirdothatwritess @dykes4chris @chrepsi @chrissfavhoe @natesfavoritehoe @bamsblooming @chrissleftshoe @chrisslluut @cams-cult @chrissturnioloslvt @starrii-sturns @chriscumslut @chrisshands @chriss-prettyygirll @chrissturnioloswife88 @mattztrip @mattsleftball @mattsslvtzx @mattswrinkleton @mattsturnswife @mattsturnioloismylordandsaviour @mattsturnioloarchive @matthewsturnsgf @matthewswifeyx @matthewsturniolosactualgf @nickssidewitch @jayaluvsyu @nicksbestie @adoreechxmpion @sturnshood @sturnswiftie @sturniolotripletlover @chrissturnfavlilslut @abbystromboli @megameatymatt @zenithsturniolo @chrissweetheart

[chrxsprettygirl]

Me when someone I look up to/ be friends with does some stupid shit and gets exposed

[chrxsprettygirl]

I know right like please fuck off

Anyway here’s baby addi (ft my cousins and parents) she’s a cutie :)

Ugh like I low-key wanna drop one if my baby pics but they’re so many fucking pervs I don’t want a 67 yr old man jerking off to 3yr old me

i fucking hate the pervs on tumblr like omg pls get a jobb🙏

but u should i wanna seeee (no pressure obv)

[chrxsprettygirl]

Need a Matt girl to my Chris girl

[chrxsprettygirl]

𝑻𝒐𝒙𝒊𝒄!𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏!𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕!𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Moodboard

How they met

How it all started

The date

Space camp

Where are you

Fuck him

Sorry

Relationships

Jealousy

Ur mothers son

[chrxsprettygirl]

GUYS I NEED HELP I CANT FIND A FIC

I didn’t read it but I thought I liked it so I could read later and i apparently didn’t 💔 it was a chratt fic the description said something abt girls dryhumping I think the name hand some to to do with watching idkkkkkkkkkkk I can’t remember 😭

Update: found it

[chrxsprettygirl]

Fun fact: I was the spider

i’m so mad at a spider KMTTTT