#evansturn

[blushsturns]

you mean a lot to me, i don’t know what i’d do without you

you mean a lot to me too, and luckily you won't have to find out. i don't know what i'd do without you either.

[mattnickchrisfan]

happy valentine’s day sweetie, the triplets luv ya <3

AWWW THIS IS TOO CUTE thank you so much my love

[backwardshatnick]

I LOVE YOUR NEW THEME AHHH IT’S AMAZINGLY CUTE

AAAAAAA THANK U SO MUCHHHH UR SUCH AN ANGEL 🩵🩵🩵

[trustinsturniolos]

at the same damn time | c.s & m.s

╰┈➤ chris loves watching you be fucked whilst jerking off—the noises you make, the faces, everything— and matt loves fucking you. perfect duo?

pairings : chris x reader x matt

warnings : no weird incest shit !! . language . threesome . p in v . male master nation . a little clit play . not proofread . doggy style . lmk if more

“Can’t- ‘s too much!” You pleaded, dropping your head to look down at the bed.

Matt was behind you, stretching your weeping hole with his brutal, relentless thrusts, watching as your ass bounced against his pelvis when he pounded into you.

Chris sat beside you on the bed, pumping himself with his hand as he ogled the sight of you face down ass up, the overstimulated whimpers and moans elicited from your soft lips causing whimpers of his own to spill from his lips.

“Yes, y’can.” Chris corrected you firmly, lifting his free hand to place it under your chin, guiding your head back up so he could see your face. His other hand stroked his cock rapidly, his dick twitching impatiently in his hand every time his thumb came in contact with his tip.

“Good girl, sweetheart. Doin’ so well f’us.” Matt cooed. His tone sounded sweet, but it was laced with mock.

Matt’s tip brushed against your cervix as he thrusted deeper, causing you to squirm forward, “uh uh uh, not doing that. Stay still” he commanded, his hands grabbing tightly at your hips to pull you back.

Matt’s hand lifted up before landing a slap to your ass once you were still, a punishment for trying to move away, but he was quick to soothe the area, gripping at your flesh gently.

You mewled pathetically at the contact, your pussy undeniably growing wetter.

Matt was big, and although you loved it, it didn’t come in handy when they felt like overstimulating you for their pleasure.

His massive member slowly slides out of your drenched entrance, collecting the left over cum and arousal from your last orgasm. His hand guides his cock down to your clit, rubbing the tip against your bundle of nerves teasingly before dragging the mix of cum and arousal back up to your hole, thrusting himself rapidly, deep, into you without warning.

The sudden invasion causing your body to jolt forward weakly as you whispered loudly, nothing short of pornographic.

Matt reached forward and collected your hair into a makeshift ponytail, pulling you back against him with a growl. He continued to tightly clutch onto your hair as he thrusted into you.

“Y’wouldn’t want Matt to stop, would you?” Chris teased, his voice filled with desire as he furrowed his brows.

You shook your head.

Yes, the pleasure was almost unbearable, to the point you couldn’t speak, but did you want him to stop? No.

“So don’t move, ‘s simple.”

You moaned softly, the combination of Chris’ calm but lustful voice and Matt’s thick cock stretching you out becoming painfully pleasurable. Your little noise earned a guttural groan from Chris as his hand beats his shaft faster, his head tipping back in pleasure.

©trustinsturniolos

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[gilbertscurls]

sweet on you — matt sturniolo

The first time Matt walked into your bakery, it was because Chris dragged him in.

“Dude, I need a croissant,” Chris had whined, already pulling Matt through the door before he could argue.

Matt hadn’t even wanted anything at the time. He had stood there, hands shoved in his hoodie pocket, scrolling through his phone, half-listening as Chris ordered.

And then you walked out from the back, apron dusted with flour, smiling as you handed over a pastry.

Matt had forgotten how to breathe.

Chris had teased him the entire way home about the way he tripped over his words when you asked if he wanted anything.

And now?

Now he was your most frequent customer.

Not because he had a massive sweet tooth.

Not because you made the best pastries in Los Angeles (even though, let’s be real, you did).

But because you were there.

And Matt? He was completely, ridiculously in love with you.

Your bakery opened at 7:00 AM.

Matt showed up at 7:05. Every. Single. Day.

At first, you thought he was just someone who liked fresh pastries. Maybe an early riser, someone who appreciated a quiet moment with coffee before the world got too loud.

But then you started to notice things.

Like how he always waited until there was no line, even if he got there first.

Like how he spent a few extra minutes “deciding” what to order, even though he always got the same thing—a cinnamon roll and a vanilla latte.

Like how he lingered after paying, leaning against the counter, making small talk even when you were busy.

And most of all—how his eyes always, always found you.

Soft and warm and maybe just a little nervous.

Yeah. You noticed.

It was a particularly slow morning when you decided to call him out.

“You know,” you mused, wiping your hands on a dish towel, “you could probably make these cinnamon rolls at home.”

Matt blinked, halfway through his first bite. “What?”

“I mean, you do know that bakeries sell entire boxes, right? You could just get, like, a dozen and not have to come in every morning.”

Matt coughed, nearly choking on his bite. “I—I like them fresh.”

You leaned against the counter, raising a brow. “Right. That’s the reason.”

His face turned red.

You grinned, enjoying how flustered he looked.

“Admit it,” you teased. “You’re not just here for the pastries.”

Matt groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.”

“No, I really do.”

You smirked. “Okay, so should I stop putting extra icing on your cinnamon rolls, then?”

Matt froze. “You what?”

“Oh, come on,” you laughed. “You think I don’t notice? I literally set aside the best one for you every morning.”

His mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again.

“Are you—” He swallowed. “Are you flirting with me?”

You rolled your eyes. “Oh my God, finally.”

Matt gaped at you. “Finally?”

“I’ve been waiting for you to do something about it for weeks,” you admitted, grinning. “I was starting to think I was gonna have to start writing my number on your coffee cup.”

Matt blinked. Then, slowly, a huge grin spread across his face.

“That would’ve been really smart,” he said.

“Yeah, well.” You slid his coffee across the counter, holding his gaze. “Here’s your last free pass. Ask me out already.”

Matt exhaled, shaking his head. “God, I can’t believe you beat me to it.”

“Clock’s ticking.”

He grinned, grabbing his coffee. “Fine.”

Then, with more confidence than he probably actually had, he winked.

“Pick you up at seven?”

You smirked. “See you then, cinnamon roll.”

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[mattslilies]

Stubborn - M.S.

"you need to rest." or... the one where matt's sleep schedule is a mess, but you are desperately trying to get him back on track. warnings: none! talk of not sleeping/sleeping well, but that's it word count: 517 a/n: just a short little fluffy blurb to hold you guys over til i post another smut after work!

nick had come home from japan this morning, and you'd come over to the house very early to help them celebrate his return after being on tour with madison.

when you got there, you were surprised to see matt and chris both so cheerful at the ridiculous hour in the morning, but it all made sense when nick recovered from his shock and asked them what they were doing up.

"we didn't sleep!"

"go get my stuff- you didn't sleep?!"

you snapped your head over to look at matt, shock on your face.

"are you serious? you didn't sleep at all?"

matt looked at you with a sheepish expression, a smile still curving his lips. chris jumped in and answered for him.

"nah, we were up late and figured it was better to stay up than get only a few hours."

you sighed, shaking your head, giving nick a hug and welcoming him back home.

you spent the morning with the three of them, eating breakfast, looking at all of nick's photos from across the world, and overall catching up with him.

you may be dating matt, but nick was your best friend first. he was how you met matt and chris, and you'd forever been grateful for the first sentence he'd spoken to you, as it blossomed one of the best friendships in your life. you'd missed him like crazy.

around lunchtime, nick headed out to go to a space camp meeting, and chris disappeared to the studio with skies, leaving you and matt alone in the house.

sitting on the couch, music playing off of the tv, wrapped up in each other's arms, you noticed matt beginning to yawn.

"i can't believe you didn't sleep."

he opened his mouth to defend himself, but you shook your head.

"shh, you need to rest."

his head was laying against your shoulder, and you ran a hand through his hair, which was getting pretty long. he pushed into your touch, another yawn leaving his lips as his eyes started to flutter shut, and then forcing them back open. he was very clearly trying to fight the need for sleep, wanting to prove he could stay awake.

"just sleep, baby."

he picked up his phone, beginning to scroll as he yawned again, and you reached over and plucked it right out of his hand, turning it off.

"absolutely not. you've been up for over a full day. no more using this until after you sleep for at least a few hours."

he sighed, giving you a frustrated look. you gave him one of your own, laced with warning.

"you can be really stubborn, baby. just sleep. i'll sit here as long as you need."

switching the television to some random show, you wrapped your arm around him, letting him lean his full weight on you. gently rubbing his side, it didn't take long for his breathing to even out, his eyes softly closing, quiet snores leaving him as sleep took over his mind.

you hated that he stayed up all night, but he did look adorable sleeping on you.

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[sturns4ever]

TEXTS BETWEEN BSF!CHRIS & BSF!READER

•°○ part 2 ○°•

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☆: @evansturn @glitterybtch

[lyingonchris]

fwb!chris (pt. 3)

part 1 part 2

warnings: very suggestive - revealing pics - language - i think that’s it??

what a softie chris is :)

@bernardsbendystraws for the dividers 🫶

tags- @sturniolo101 @grace-sturnz @mwahdelilah @evansturn

[tessasturns]

TEXTS WITH BSF!CHRIS PT.2

warnings… swearing, slight suggestion

tessa’s notes… i rlly liked the first one lmfao :) i will probably make another one and add a little blurb to it, shits gonna get messyyy

blessings and riches, tessa

(pt. 1) (masterlist) (taglist) (nav)

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comment to be added or removed.

© tessasturns

[throatgoat4u]

introducing...

streetcar racer!matt... 21. been racing since he was 18. sorta cocky. quieter than most. lurker. calls his car the batmobile. one of the best drivers there is. has an obsession with his mechanic. best drifts in the game. always lookin fly. all black bmw m8 competition. nightshift. rival gang with the afterburners. secret softie. mr. wrinkleton is secretly with him in the passenger seat (obviously with his seatbelt on) at every race.

best paired with... mechanic!reader

a/n: the big au is a streetcar racer au!!! i'm very excited for this one, hope you guys are too. this au will include matt, chris, nick, my own oc, and nate. mechanic!reader is probably going to be posted tomorrow or sometime this week since i'm a little busy cause i have two big tests coming up (both for my fuck ass ap classes. im gonna go cry now). if anyone else wants to be added on the taglist, let me know!

taglist: @snoopychris. @oopsiedaisydeer. @freshloveee. @evansturn. @izzylovesmatt. @sturns-mermaid. @adoreechxmpion. @desreads. @amterasuu. @pair-of-pantaloons. @rinnsgalaxy. @mr-wrinkleton. @courta13. @theyluvivi. @levidazai.

thank you @issysh3ll for the dividers!

ALSO! i’m not the first person to do a racer!matt au and @endereies did an amazing racer!matt au called ride or die that you guys should check out!

toodles {lovers} ♡︎

© throatgoat4u

[blushsturns]

daily reminder that i love you here !!

i’m so glad that you do. sometimes i feel like nobody really does.

[krystalsturns]

emo rapper!matt au

texts pt. 1

matt pushes fem!reader away when he gets too attached or dependent

taglist: @courta13 @mattsbunnyxx @evansturn @sturnboos

[backwardshatnick]

omg you like enhypen and the triplets? that’s so cool 🤭

enha bias btw?

HEY THEREEEE OMGGGGG YOU'RE AN ENGENE TOO???

honestly i can't pick 🫣 heeseung was the one who caught my eye back in i-land but jake tends to jump in from time to time with his vocals (especially in your eyes only!!)

i need to know who's your bias and what other groups you stan asap!

[trustinsturniolos]

bites | m.s

┈➤ vampire!matt accidentally biting reader in the middle of eating her out..

pairing : vampire!matt x human!reader

warnings/contains : oral (f!receiving) , biting , i think that’s it ? (feel free to lmk if not !)

Soft, pleasure filled moans loudly elicited from your pink lips as you tug firmly on Matt’s hair, the pleasure feeling so amazing it felt as if you couldn’t take it anymore.

Matt groaned lustfully against your skin as his tongue lapped away as your sensitive pussy, mumbling something incoherent to you, it was along the lines of ‘you’re okay, jus’ let me continue, it’ll make you feel good’, but it was hard to determine exactly what he’d said because his words were muffled from the pressure he was inflicting against your dripping, drenched hole.

His tongue lapped greedily away at your pussy, prodding teasingly against your desperate entrance. His nose occasionally brushed against your clit, causing multiple moans to uncontrollably emerge from your mouth every time, your head pushed further into the pillow and your back arched off the bed whenever he did.

You felt nothing but pleasure. Even it it did feel a little unbearable at times, but it was unbearable in the best way possible.

Waves of ecstasy and euphoria glides through your body, creating the same feeling Matt did every time he ate you out. It felt amazing. It was pleasurable, full of desire and felt like magic.

But just as you felt your orgasm swiftly approaching, it was halted when you felt a sharp prodding sensation to the sides of the lips of your pussy. It didn’t hurt, but it was unusual, it was strange and unfamiliar.

You tried to ignore it as Matt kept going. But then you felt it again.

This time your body jolted upwards slightly, thrown off by the strange feeling.

And then you realised. Whenever Matt got excited or blood-thirsty, his sharp but cute little vampire fangs sneakily popped out.

Matt noticed your sudden change in motion as you lifted up, nearly sat straight. He looked up at you, his eyes filled his confusion and lust.

“What? —‘S something wrong?” He frowned.

As he spoke, his fangs became visible, confirming your guess that it was his teeth creating the weird feeling.

“Matt, you—your..teeth.” You chuckled softly, feeling slightly awkward after jolting up so suddenly.

“Huh?” It took him a second to realise. “Oh, oh! Sorry, ma.”

He tried to force them away, but the arrogant little sharp fangs stubbornly refused.

“—S okay,” you grinned slightly.

“D’you want to stop? We can continue another time.” He suggested softly, wanting to make sure you didn’t feel pressured to keep going if you were uncomfortable or scared, but he really, really, wanted to keep going.

“No, I want to keep going,” you began confidently with firm, certain nods of your head, leaning back again. “Jus’..be careful.” You laughed quietly.

“Will do.” He smirked, pleased, as his eyes ogled at the sight between your legs, like a starving man.

Before you knew it, his head has delved between your plush thighs again, but this time clearly more careful and gentle.

dividers : me ! (i actually like these ones)

a/n : i love writing vampire!matt while listening to montell fish !! there’s something about those two !

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[gilbertscurls]

betrayed — matt sturniolo

It started out innocent enough.

You were sitting on Matt’s lap, curled up against him on the couch, your fingers absentmindedly playing with the hem of his hoodie as the two of you watched some random movie neither of you were paying attention to. It was comfortable—familiar.

And then, somehow, it turned into this.

Your lips were on his, soft and slow, the kind of kiss that sent warmth spreading through his chest, made his fingers twitch against your waist. You were so close, your body pressed against his, your hands slipping up to cup his jaw, pulling him deeper, closer.

He was doing fine—great, even—until you let out this little sigh against his mouth, barely a sound, really, but enough to send a bolt of electricity straight through him.

And that was when Matt realized he had a problem.

A very noticeable problem.

He felt it before he could do anything about it—before he could shift, before he could think of literally anything else to keep himself under control.

But oh no, his body had already decided.

Which would’ve been manageable—he could’ve handled it—if you hadn’t suddenly frozen, then pulled back slightly, your brows furrowing in confusion before realization dawned in your eyes.

And then—

“Oh my God,” you giggled.

Matt choked on air. His face burned so hot he thought he might spontaneously combust.

“Little Matt just joined the chat” you teased, eyes dancing with amusement.

His entire body locked up. “No, that’s not—I mean, that can’t—” He floundered, his voice cracking half an octave higher than normal, his hands gripping your waist like that might somehow save him.

But you were not merciful.

You bit your lip, fighting back a grin, looking way too pleased with yourself.

Matt groaned, dropping his head back against the couch. “I hate myself.”

You gasped, hand flying to your chest in fake offense. “That’s so rude! Little Matt is just expressing himself.”

Matt lifted his head just enough to glare at you. “Well, he needs to learn timing.”

You hummed, like you were actually considering it, then grinned. “He’s got good instincts, I think.”

Matt squeezed his eyes shut, inhaling deeply. He was never going to recover from this.

What a terrible wingman.

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[mattslilies]

Marks - C.S.

"you weren't supposed to leave those!" or... the one where chris breaks your usual rule, no visible marks. warnings: mentions of sex but no actual smut scene, hickeys, little bit of panicking, cocky!chris, angry!reader, fwb!situation word count: 480 a/n: dividers from @cursed-carmine!

"relax, it's fine. they're not that bad."

you stared at him incredulously, anger flowing through your veins.

"are you kidding me right now?! 'not that bad?' chris, they're all the way up my neck!"

your arrangement had very few rules, but the biggest one was that this was a secret. you were not supposed to leave visible marks on each other.

originally, the rule had been no marks at all, but chris had broken that rule so many times that it had been adjusted. he'd been satisfied with leaving as many love bites as he possibly could along your inner thighs, taking personal joy in how you squirmed every time your legs pressed together.

you clenched your fist, frustration with him very clear on your face.

"it is taking absolutely everything in me to not slap you across the face right now."

he just smiled.

that damn smile. you hated it. he was always so damn arrogant. he knew exactly how attractive he was, and he always used it to his advantage.

"i don't think they look that bad. they look kinda pretty, don't you think?"

"no!"

he just laughed, shaking his head.

"chris, this isn't funny! i have a family event in two hours, and even if they did know about you, i can't show up like this!"

he snaked a hand around your waist, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, beginning to trail them up your neck, over the marks he'd left.

"does this imply they'll know about me at some point?"

you scoffed, shoving him off.

"not if you keep doing this, i'll cut you off."

he gave you a shocked look, as if he couldn't believe what you were saying.

"you would not."

you dabbed on concealer and color corrector, desperate to try and hide as much of the dark bruises on your skin as possible before responding to chris.

"oh, i would. matter of fact, i'm going to."

"excuse me?"

you turned around, continuing to work on covering the disastrous evidence chris left of last night on you.

"no sex for two weeks."

his jaw could've hit the floor with how far it dropped.

"are you serious?!"

your face didn't move, you just turned back around to look into the mirror, finishing your makeup.

"dead serious."

he sputtered behind you, not believing you were actually restricting him because of a few hickeys.

"you wanna break rules? fine. you won't get to have sex with me until you can learn to abide by them. it's not hard, chris, children can follow rules. you'll figure it out."

as you put on your shoes and began to slip out of the door, you ruffled chris' hair s a goodbye. you waited until you got to the car before shooting him a text.

"be good for the next two weeks, and maybe i'll let you mark me up again."

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