#matt's bedhead

[pagemurdockandnelson]

Lookit this avocado taking care of his man. 🥺 Matt wakes up and freaks out, Foggy swoops into the room to immediately reassure him and tell him where he is and why some stranger undressed him while he was unconscious.

[jibitzlesscrocs]

fluff of Matt being a girl dad and Chris a boy dad

they are literally dilfs holyshit

warnings : drawing on walls?

dads on duty

in which, it’s just chris and matt being dads

When you rolled over, you were greeted by a sight so sweet it made you melt on the spot.

Matt was sitting crisscross on the bedroom floor, in a worn hoodie and pajama pants, surrounded by tiny doll clothes, sparkly accessories, and the proudest three-year-old girl you’d ever seen.

She had a doll in each hand and a determined look on her face. Matt was holding up a third doll, clearly awaiting instruction.

“Okay, Daddy, this one’s going to the ball. But she’s also a spy, so she needs boots under her dress.”

Matt nodded, completely serious. “Got it. Fancy and functional. I respect that.”

You leaned against the doorframe, grinning. “Should I be concerned about how good you are at this?”

Matt looked up at you with a huge smile. “She said I’m the royal stylist-slash-secret agent assistant. I’ve been promoted three times this morning.”

Your daughter turned around. “Mommy! You can be the fairy queen if you want!”

“Well, obviously,” you laughed, coming to sit next to them.

Matt leaned close and whispered in your ear, “I already married a fairy queen, so that checks out.”

You rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek, then looked down at your little girl, her hair wild from sleep and her eyes shining with excitement.

This—dolls on the floor, bedhead curls, sparkly chaos—was your perfect little kingdom.

And Matt? He ruled it with a tiara and zero shame.

You were humming to yourself as you walked down the hall, blissfully unaware that your peaceful morning was about to take a very colorful turn.

Then you saw it.

A sprawling blue marker mural running from the baseboard up the wall, complete with dinosaurs wearing hats, a rocket ship, and one oddly detailed drawing of what could only be… Chris?

Sunglasses. Backwards hat. Muscles. Stick-figure glory.

You blinked. “No way.”

Just as you opened your mouth, you heard it.

“Quick, hide the markers or I’m telling its you!”

“Hey! I made you! You can’t betray me!”

Two whisper-yelling voices—one small, one… very much grown.

You peeked into the living room and found them huddled under a blanket, wide-eyed and guilty. Your son peeked out first, followed by Chris, both blinking like this is fine, we did nothing.

“…Hi baby,” Chris said innocently, one arm still wrapped around your son like he was trying to shield him from judgment.

You crossed your arms. “Hi. Would either of you like to explain why I just passed a full-scale mural on the hallway wall?”

Your son pointed to Chris. “Daddy said the wall is like big paper!”

Chris gasped. “You said that!”

“Only ‘cause you said the T-Rex needed a cave!”

“I was thinking small cave! Not wall-cave!”

You raised an eyebrow. “Both of you. Timeout. Couch. Now.”

Chris picked your son up, dramatically carrying him like a sack of flour. “This is injustice. We are creative spirits. Artists. Visionaries.”

“Couch,” you repeated, fighting back a laugh.

“Alright, alright,” he muttered, flopping onto the couch and pulling your son into his lap. “We’re in art jail.”

Your son giggled and whispered, “I love art jail.”

Chris ruffled his hair. “Me too, buddy.”

You left them there for a few minutes, snuggled up under the blanket, whispering about their next “masterpiece.” Then you reappeared with a peace offering—cookies and little cups of milk.

Both faces lit up instantly.

Chris took a bite,“This is the best punishment ever.”

You sat beside them, brushing a curl from your son’s forehead. “Next time, use paper.”

“But paper’s so small,” your son said with a pout.

Chris leaned over and kissed your cheek. “To be fair… the wall really does make a great canvas.”

You gave him a look. “If I find glitter on the baseboards next time, I’m locking the markers up.”

He grinned and held up a pinky. “Scout’s honor. No glitter murals. Probably.”

Your son gave you a cookie crumb kiss on the cheek. “We’ll draw you next time, Mommy.”

You looked between the two of them—your troublemakers, your soft-hearted boys—and your heart squeezed.

You didn’t get quiet mornings, but you got this. Love, laughter, and crayon-colored chaos.

And honestly? You wouldn’t trade it for the world.

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had to write this with this weeks insane photo dump

mwah!

[sturnmeovr]

♡‧₊˚ Babydaddy!Chris x Sweetheart!Reader - Licensed Driver

(not me posting this a week before Chris told us he got his license😭)

“I fucking did it!’ your boyfriend shouts throughout the house as soon as he opens the front door. The boys had been gone the last few hours, failing to tell you what their plans were since you in a dead sleep on the couch when they decided to leave.

Your morning sickness was starting to ease up, only enough to make you feel like you're somewhat functioning. The last few months consisted of nothing but vomiting, off-and-on fevers, and sweats and shakes, making it nearly impossible to get anything done. You were happy your constant state of nausea was finally wearing off.  Chris, being the big help he was, always made sure everything was squared away for you.

“Put your keys away, baby,” he jokes as he bounces around the corner, holding up a laminated square card next to his face with an ear-to-ear grin. You let a gasp roll off your tongue, standing up from the couch. Before you can say anything, Chris is already putting his feet in motion, “ya babydaddy is a licensed driver,” he beams, not letting his smile drop one bit. His comment makes an oh-so familiar redness creep to your cheeks, and you press your lips together, fighting back a smile. It was obvious he still had the same effect on you as he did the day you met. Clearing your throat to make no words get caught, you take the license from him to admire his picture, “you look so cute,” you coo at him. 

Chris hurriedly snatches it back, “my picture is bogus. I had hat hair,” he admits before you snatch it from his hand, “hey!” astonishment laced around his words.  “Chris, I’ve literally seen you with bedhead, I don’t care about your hat hair,” you snort before taking another look at his license, “why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve came with you!” 

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” he tells you, sitting down on the couch and picking up a bag of Doritos you had abandoned an hour earlier. You sit down next to him, watching as he shoves a few in his mouth, “I don’t want you driving to all the appointments with how baby bean’s been making you feel lately," his voice muffled by the crunching of chips. You knit your brows together, indicating you could barely understand him. Once Chris finishes chewing, his words become more clear, "I don't want you go out late at night on snack run either. People kidnap pregnant ladies, y'know," he tells you before sitting up to take a sip of his Pepsi, oblivious to the fact he had just unlocked a new fear for you. You weren't leaving the house anytime soon by yourself.

“Yea, now he can stop asking me to get all the disgusting food combinations that kid wants,” Matt chimes in as he strides over the opposite side of the sectional, plopping down with a playful smirk plastered on his face. His comment earns a bellowed laugh from Nick who was sitting at the kitchen island, “It's Chris’s kid, what do you expect?” his voice laced with sarcasm. Chris lets out a heavy sigh as he tosses the bag of chips in your lap, “wow, no congratulations?" matching the same playful energy as his brothers, "I got a kid on the way, and I just got my license. Shows how much you guys care,” he pouts, crossing his arms over his chest. 

Matt turns to you with the same shit-eating grin Chris had smeared across his face a few moments prior, “looks like you’re gonna have two babies on your hands in the next couple months, huh?” 

“As long as you babysit,” you shoot back, and he follows it with, “you fucking wish," quickly after.

I love how I came up with this fic a few days before Chris got his license 😂😂

Wc - 628?? Not proofread yet

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[evieolo]

hii!! i was just wondering if you could write something where reader and matt wake up next to each other and just like lots of kissing, hugging, play fighting HELP idk. just pure fluff and a lot of it.

i just imagine up and matt is completely nestled in your chest

thank youuu, i love ur writing!!

Sleepy Sundays ~~ Matt Sturniolo

You wake up peacefully. Something that doesn't normally happen when you sleep at Matt's house. The faint hum of the A.C. is the first noise you notice, the second being Matt's small snores, the way his nostrils flare up cutely with every breath he takes. His hair is disheveled and his lips are a rosy shade of pink. Cute.

He fell asleep on your chest, and he’s been like that since, perfectly sandwiching you between him and the bed with his arms draped messily around you.

Haphazardly, you knot your fingers through his hair, you make a mental note to thank Nick and Chris later, sure they’d left the house early morning to give you and Matt peace. You run a hand through Matt's bedhead and shuffle slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. This wakes Matt up and he wraps his arms around your torso tightly, letting his hot breath fan your neck before he mumbles out, “Don’t leave.”

You yawn, bringing your palms up to cover your mouth while you do so, then sit up against the headboard, “M’not going anywhere, Matty.” You hum.

The two of you lay in silence (for god knows how long), you, ruffling your fingers through Matt’s hair, using your finger as a makeshift comb as you attempt to braid his too-short hair. Matt takes long tired breaths as you do so. Cozying into your touch - taking long sleepy blinks every time your hand meets his scalp.

“I love you.” Matt mumbles, creening his head against the dip of your waist and inhaling your scent.

“What did you say?” You question. His voice is muffled from the fabric of your shirt.

Mat pauses, not speaking for a second before he increases his hold on your waist, firm enough to maneuver your position, turning the two of you around, so you’re on top of him, innocently straddling his chest.

You let out a sleepy laugh, surprised at Matt’s action, smiling goofily down at him. “I said I love you.” He repeats, rolling the ‘L’ sound off his tongue. You smile wider - if that’s even possible - and press a chaste kiss to his forehead. “I love you more.” You hum, laughing slightly to alleviate the sleep in your voice.

You look down at Matt, his T is bunched up where you sit on his torso, his eyes are half-lidded with sleep, and the sun that seeps through the curtains highlights his features illuminating his blue eyes and the baby face that only showed on quiet mornings. You run a thumb over his jaw, feeling the prickly remnants of the stubble he'd shaved on Friday.

“C’mere,” Matt mutters. You breathe heavily and flatten yourself against him while cupping his cheeks in your hands. “You’re so cute Matt.” you gush, peppering kisses along his jawline. “I don’t think I’m the cute one here.” He presses, moving dangerously close to your lips, trying to place a kiss on yours but is met with your palm that you quickly shoot up, instead of your lips.

“No morning breath kisses.” You whine, removing the wall your hand made between the two of you.

Matt looks deeply offended, staring at you wide-eyed. “That’s not fair.” He groans, his bottom lip jutting out in a mock sulk. “But I want to kiss you,” he protests, trying to lean in again, only to be thwarted once more by your hand.

You laugh at his sleepy antics until your laughter is stopped by a yelp when Matt flips you onto your back, holding both of your hands in place over your head.

“Matthew! You’re going to give me motion sickness!” You laugh, looking at him with an expression of adoration. Matt grins, “now you can’t stop me from kissing you.”

He leans in, stopping at your forehead, and rests his against yours, “can I please kiss you?” He asks, giving you the best puppy-dog eyes he can muster.

With butterflies increasing in your stomach you can’t help but not out a ‘yeah’.

”But no tongue!” You laugh, wriggling your wrists out of his now loosened grip to pull him to your lips for a fast peck.

Matt doesn’t stop at one peck, he presses chaste kisses to both corners of your smile and three quick kisses to the center of your lips, leaving you in a fit of lazy giggles.

When Matt’s done showering you with pecks (this goes on for at least five more minutes), he topples down onto you, leaving his more dominant position to lay flat against your chest. He takes your hand and places it on his head, signaling wordlessly to you to start playing with his hair. You oblige, running fingers delicately through his hair, while with your other hair, you stretch languidly, tussling your arm off the bedside.

“You’re amazing, you know” Matt smiles, his hands innocently poking at your sides while he tilts his head towards yours.

You smile gently, feeling him winning you over, and cup his cheeks again, pulling him in for a lazy kiss (with tongue).

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[evie-sturns]

caught - Matt Sturniolo

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summary: you and matt are left home alone so you decide to go upstairs, he catches you getting yourself off and decides to help you.

warnings: caught masturbating, use of vibrator, rough matt, humiliation, swearing.

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(y/ns pov)

me and matt have never been close, me, chris and nick have been inseparable since the 8th grade, but ive never really spoken to matt. he showed little interest in talking to me. ive always really liked him though, but it was clear that he didn't feel the same.

im sitting on the couch with chris and nick, and abrubtyl chris stands up and starts - "im so fucking hungry, anyone wanna come with me to get food?" chris says and gets no respone "nick i dont care your coming with me." chris says walking over to nick, whos sat comfortably beside me, he yanks nick off the couch which is followed with a scream from nick, he drags nick out of the living room. "y/n we'll be back in like 45 minutes, dont do anything stupid." nick yells out.

the front door shuts with a loud slam, i can hear nick giving chris grief from outside and i smirk slightly.

i matts been absent the past few days, so i assume hes out somewhere with friends. i sigh before heaving myself off the couch and walking towards the guest room, where i sleep most nights. i swing the bedroom door shut behind me and leap onto the bed.

my phone suddenly buzzes 'new post from matthew.sturniolo' my face lights up from the notification and i instantly click it. i scroll through, its matt wearing a lime green shirt, grey sweatpants and a cheetah print beanie. fucking hell. i instantly feel an aching between my legs and i squeeze them together, trying to get any kind of friction i can. im not even on the second picture before the heat between my legs becomes sore. i roll over on the bed and reach for the vibrator that ive kept between the matress and the bedhead for times like these.

i yank down my shorts leaving me in my white lacy panties. i pull them to the side and the hum of the vibrator fills the room, i lightly drag it up my folds towards my clit. "mmfgh" i moan loudly as i grip the pillow so tight my knuckles grow white. "oh my god oh my god" i whimper as i apply more pressure to my clit, i can feel myself growing closer to my orgasm as i imagine matt, his hands, his hair, his tattoos, his piercings, suddenly my eyes spring open, matts standing right infront of me, staring at me with his jaw slacked.

(matts pov)

i groan as i sit up in bed, ive been rotting here for ages.

i throw on a grey shirt on, and yank my sheets, which are spread across the floor, up onto the mattress then pull open the curtains, my eyes squint from the sudden sunlight beaming in my eyes.

i open up my bedroom door and walk downstairs, y/n's bag is resting on the countertop, but shes nowhere to be seen, unfortunately.

chris and nick also have vanished, theyve probably gone out with her. i walk back up the stairs towards down the corrider, suddenly i hear soft whimpers coming from the guest bedroom, my eyebrows raise as i approach the door "oh god oh god fuck.." i hear coming from inside, what the fuck is happening in there, is she hurt? i open the door slightly and look inside.

y/n is laying back on the bed, gripping the pillows as her pussy in displayed, a hot pink vibrator rubbing against her swollen clit. my jaw instantly drops as i see her phone lit up next to her, on my recent post. was she masturbating to.. me?

i freeze up, i'm not sure what to do, or think. suddenly her eyes spring open and she instantly looks me up and down, she doesnt stop though. instead she looks me in my eyes as she orgasms, cum oozing out of her as she pants. "wait-" she suddenly whispers before her eyes bulge out of her head, she instantly pulls her panties back and leaps out of bed.

she looks at me horrified, i just smirk at her, she looks like shes just seen a fucking ghost. "y/n.. did you just cum by looking at me? fucking pathetic." i say approaching her, she just looks at her feet and nods slowly. i grab her waist and throw her back onto the bed. "so fucking perfect." i growl as i pull her panties down to her ankles "please fuck.." she whimpers, "tell me where you want me" i say softly, teasingly. she twists on the bed, burying her face in the pillow "dont make me say ittt.." she whines, but i just sit patiently, waiting for her to say in. "touch my clit." she blurts out "anything.. i need you.." she reaches for me and i pin her down to the bed with one hand by her wrists. with my other hand i grab her vibrator, still wet from her cum.

i turn it up to the max setting and press it to her clit as hard as i can she squirms but i hold her down. "keep looking at me, or ill stop." i whisper in her ear and she instantly springs her eyes open, staring into mine. i unpin her wrists and use my other hand to thrust into her needy hole. she clenchs around my fingers as she squirms.

"do not fucking move." i growl as i thrust my fingers in and out of her faster. "im gonna cum oh my god." she groans and i press the vibrator down further "dont cum. do not cum until i tell you, you can." i say thrusting faster "i cant hold it-" she yells "yes you fucking can."

after a few more minutes of her begging me to let her cum, i finally let her "go on, fuck.. cum all over my hands baby." i say and before i even finish my sentence shes releasing all over my two fingers. "good girl, so good." i whisper as i pulls my fingers out of her and wipe them on the pillow behind her. "so so perfect." i whisper into her ears as her whole body shakes. i sit down next to her on the bed and pull her onto my lap. "you liked that?" i say squeezing her tight to try stop her shaking.

"fuck you dont know how long ive needed that." she whispers as she holds my bicep tightly.

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[theautomattic]

Matt Murdock scenes that will forever live rent free in my head:

Aggressive undressing + buttons flying everywhere + cross necklace getting yanked + wet look...FOREVER CHANGED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY

The grip on the chair + ab flexing + caressing Claire's elbow + the smirk.... A++++ WOULD SMASH

Bedhead + ab flexing + the smirk after replying a lie to Foggy about sleeping with a violent girl....MATT MURDOCK A CONFIRMED FREAK

[zumicho]

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♥︎ .ᐟ.ᐟ BOKUTO KOUTAROU X GN READER DRABBLE

TAGS / CWS : plenty fluff! here’s my lil treat to u :)

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bokuto loves like it’s breathing.

he loves with all 5.

1. gift giving, the heart shaped eraser he gave you in fifth grade. everyone else got rectangles and squares.

2. words of affirmation, the way he beamed when you first called him kou, instead of bokuto. now he refuses to let anyone but you call him that. constantly calling you petnames.

3. acts of service, making you breakfast even if he burns it, learning the recipes and putting it before brushing his teeth, or taming his bedhead — because you’re his first priority.

4. physical touch, never not touching you. he acts like he would die if he wasn’t. the pinky linking, head leaning, and the big warm hugs, even when he’s sweaty and sticky after a match (you let him anyway)

5. quality time, he watches all your stupid movies and shows with you every weekend after practice. will call you to ask what snacks you want him to bring home. “my fridays belong to you, babe.”

koutarou’s the loudest in the room—the brightest, the goofiest. the sun spills out of him and the moon wishes it could shine as big.

not a single soul in this world doesn’t adore bo.

and you’re okay with that. you’re okay with sharing. because his type of love is meant to be shared, not kept. you refuse to cage him and give in to the selfish desire for that light to be yours and yours alone.

little do you know, you’re the one he chooses.

you’re the one he adores.

you, are the light

in his universe.

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author’s note: dedicating this one to myself i love him sm i cant even put it into words :( everything everything about this

[user9298274001127482]

Bad Mood

pairing: bf!matt x gf!reader

a one-shot where matt goes over to y/n’s place but he’s had a bad day and takes it out on her

warnings: slight angst but mostly fluff

9:00pm

You were currently at your apartment waiting for Matt to come over so the two of you could watch a movie and have a sleepover. You and Matt usually had 2-3 sleepovers a week, sometimes at his place and sometimes at yours.

You both already had each others house keys so you were just waiting for him in your bedroom. You hear keys jangling and footsteps coming closer to your bedroom.

The bedroom door opens and you see Matt. He’s in grey sweats and a black hoodie and he has a frown on his face which you don’t notice at first. “Hey” You stand up and walk over to greet him. You wrap your arms around his neck and lean in to kiss him. He dodges the kiss.

“Hey” he mumbles before walking over to ur bed and sitting up leaning against the bedhead. He scrolls on his phone and doesn’t even look at you. Matt never doesn’t kiss you. Why was he acting so weird?

You settle into warm sheets next to him but not cuddling or touching him in any way. “There’s this new movie on Netflix that seems like something we would like, do you wanna watch now or later?” You ask with a smile on your face in excitement. His eyes are still glued to his phone and he definitely heard you. “Does it look like I wanna watch a movie?” He asks referring to him scrolling on Tiktok.

“Oh sorry” you reply in denial of how weird he was acting. A few minutes go by and he’s still mindlessly scrolling, you re adjust closer to him and link your arm with his and rest ur chin on his shoulder. “Can I watch with you?” you ask glancing at the video on his phone.

“Can you get off me” he moves his shoulder and unlinks his arm, “And just watch tiktok on ur phone” he says. You feel like you’re gonna cry just because he pushed you off him but you decide to ask him why he’s in a mood.

“Why are you in such a bad mood?” you blurt out and watch him turn his phone off and look at you. “Why am I in such a bad mood? Not my fault your so goddamn clingy all the time, the second I come in here your all over me asking for kisses and hugs, just let me breathe a little gosh” he huffs and rolls his eyes.

“Well you’ve never had a problem with it till now I’m sorry I didn’t-“ “Just shut the fuck up making excuses and shit, all you do is just piss me off I don’t even know why I came over, your so annoying to be around” He raises his voice.

annoying? You think, tears are welling up in your eyes now, how could your own boyfriend think you were annoying? “Okay well if I’m so annoying why don’t you just go home?” you say holding back tears. He gets off the bed and storms off.

A few seconds later you exit your bedroom to go to the living room and Matt’s already left, or so you thought. You don’t hold back your tears anymore and let them fall and dampen your cheeks. Right as your about to sit on the couch you turn around to see Matt, he’s still here putting his shoes on.

You immediately attempt to wipe your tears not wanting him to see you like this. He’s looking at you with guilt of making you cry and lashing out on you. “Oh y/n….” he looks at you as he walks over. He pulls you into his arms. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to make you cry” He says as he lifts ur chin up so your eyes meet. He brushes his fingertips under your eyes wiping the tears for you.

“Am I really annoying? I’m sorry I don’t try to- “No no trust me I love you and I love how clingy you are. You could never annoy me baby I was just in a bad mood and took it out on you. I’m so sorry” he says peppering kisses on your cheek.

“Okayyy but If I am annoying you tell me, I don’t wanna make you upset” you say looking at the floor. “Cmon as if you could ever annoy me” he smirks and squishes your face with his hands making you giggle.

You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in his chest. “I love you” he says while playing with your hair. “I love you too, now can I get my kiss? You know…the one you dodged?” you playfully roll your eyes.

“Yeah you can get a million kisses to make up for it” He pushes you onto the couch so your laying down and he climbs on top of you, peppering kisses all over your face, lips and neck. “I love you so much” He continues kissing you.

[thehelltingvilleclub]

Jerry Stokes - Champion Card Player and Professional Goober

Jerome “Jerry” Titus Stokes Jr. [10/02/80] [6'0. Yes, Bill is mad about this.] Secretary of Fantasy and Role-Playing Games AOL / Online Users: [XxLordxXxAtrocityxX] Theme Songs: Chronically Cautious - Braden Bales | Undone - The Sweater Song - Weezer | Polygon Dust - Porter Robinson Favorite Shit: Middle-Earth, Magic Cards, Percentile Dice, He-Man, Final Fantasy, Dragons, Tabletop Gaming, Conan, Studio Ghibli, Discworld, LARPs, Legend of Zelda, Earthsea, Yawgmoth’s Will, Gen-con, Xena, Aerith Gainsborough, Elfquest, White Magic

Therapy, check. Meds, check. Keys, check. Godsend Card Wars deck, check. EXTRA Card Wars deck in case some fucker tries to one up him, check... shit what is he forgetting *now*? It took him growing a backbone and his parents to finally get his ass to the doctor, but hey, at least he's here now, right??? right????? He's still trying to get Bill to come with him to the office to deal with his anger issues but it's like trying to climb Mordor bro; not gonna happen any time soon.

He's managed to make some new friends in the process, who knew?! Actually going to tournaments is so much more fun than just following Bill around all day--

I have the Power!

Jerry used to take Piano, as his parents tried to get him into as many extra curriculars when he was in elementary as they could to get him out of their hair (And.. hey, at least he learned something..?)

Because of this, he occasionally plays by himself on the practice piano he got as a kid, though usually it's just him learning soundtracks or transcribing the entirety the Ocarina of Time by ear.

y'know. normal everyday shit.

He has a habit of forgetting to trim his nails, however he keeps them relatively neat-- filed down and this dude actually showers and washes his hands like a maniac if he gets dirty, so it's not that bad. Plus, he's convinced it helps him pick up cards better without folding them.

Let's be honest, Jerry forgets a lot of things sometimes in his anxious scramble to get places. Including meals on occasion, which usually results in Josh jumping him as an excuse to get another snack for them both.

Would be willing to have his nails painted, absolutely, but will probably pick it off within the day as a fidget. Sorry guys.

Jerry met Matt at a Card tournament and they became rather quick friends-- and Matt whooped his ass when they played so he had to give the guy some props.

This dude gets the WORST bedhead and he barely does anything about it, just don't make fun of him if his hair is flat in the back please please please--

Jerry. Likes. Stripes. I feel like his mom dressed him up as the Girl who got sick with the Stripes once when he was a toddler cause he got covered in paint and it just *stuck*.

Jerry has also worn the same style of shoe and brand for the past 15 years he's not gonna start changing it now, fuckers

Can you tell he has a separation issue? no? then open your EYES.

This man absolutely gets ass his phone and aol are blowing UP like ALL THE FUCKIN TIME and he's so overwhelmed that he just ignores them all most of the time. most.

He ends up mostly subsisting off of tournament winnings and doing random odd jobs around the neighborhood, but at least it's enough to get him more cards and a bus ticket into Manhattan when he needs it.

Jerry still goes Bee-dee Bee-dee, he doesn't drop it entirely until post 2005-ish, when he meets Mandi. He DOES however, still use Buck as a nickname, cope. it's my world now.

cough uh he hates the feeling of underwear. those are basketball shorts. OOPS

god I love Jerry he's such a little dork

OKAY JOSHYBEAR IS NEXT Im gonna sob I also still have to draw May and Matt's cards...

fyuck

[quinnysnursery]

I need a fic on Chris being little around reader for the first time please

-🧡

[🥤] first time for everything | chris sturniolo one-shot

paring : little!chris sturniolo x fem!cg!reader

summary : a late night call results in you seeing your boyfriend regressed for the first time

warning/extra tid-bits : mention of nightmares, crying, use of y/n, thats all i think

word count : 690

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (flannel thing from @saradika-graphics)

a/n : chris and y/n are dating OUTSIDE of regression in this oneshot!! reminder that regression is NEVER sexual. (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

Today was the day. You had known of your boyfriend’s regression for as long as you two had been together- 6 months and two weeks, not that you were counting- but you’d never gotten the opportunity to see him regressed. At least not until today.

When Chris first told you, he made it very clear that his brothers were his main caregivers and he was unsure about being open to having a new caregiver.

“I get attached easily, and I just- I don’t want to get attached and have you leave, y’know?”

You understood- even if it hurt just a tad, you still understood. You respected Chris’ wishes to keep his littlespace his own until he was ready- even if subconsciously you were counting down the days until Chris would invite you into his little world. Pun intended.

You however, did not expect that invite to come in the form of a panicked phone call at three am. 

“Y-Y/n,” Your boyfriend’s voice cried out, immediately alerting you to the fact that something was wrong. “C-Can ‘ou come over?” The slur in his voice was enough to tell you he was regressed. You didn’t waste any time asking for a reason, if Chris needed you- you’d be there. No questions asked.

That’s what landed in front of the triplets front door, waiting for one of the brothers to open the door. 

Just as you were about to knock for what felt like the third time, a disheveled Matt Sturniolo swung open the heavy door- sleep evident in both his eyes and bedhead. 

“Where’s Chris?” You asked quickly, “Upstairs with Nick,” Matt answered. “He’s been crying for you for an hour.” He added, letting you in and shutting the door behind you. “What’s going on?” You asked, brows creased together in concern.

Matt sighed softly, attempting to wake himself up. “He had a nightmare, ‘said we all disappeared.” He explained as the two of you made your way upstairs. Your heart broke at how scared Chris- especially regressed Chris must’ve been at both his brothers and you disappearing.

“Poor thing…” You frown, trying to ignore the nerves building up in your stomach as you and Matt approached Chris’ room. Matt hummed, placing his hand on the doorknob. You quickly pick your hand up, making the middle triplet halt. 

“Wait wait wait-” You said quickly, “What do I like…” You trailed off, trying to find the right words to convey the various different worries flowing through your body. Matt smiled at you warmly, it was clear you were nervous about being around little Chris for the first time.

“He wants you.” He reassured, “He practically forced me to find your contact to call you, I promise there is very little you can do to screw this up.” Matt placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, a promise that you’d be okay.

“Okay…okay.” You breathed, giving Matt a nod that told him to open up the door. Matt stepped in first- you following immediately after. You instantly felt your heart break as you saw the sight on Chris’ bed. 

Chris was curled up underneath Nick’s arm, small sniffles and hiccups escaping from his pouty lips as he rubbed his puffy red eyes with a balled up fist. “Look who’s here,” Nick leaned down slightly to whisper into Chris’ ear.

Chris looked up, lips forming into a small o-shape as he saw you. “Y/n!” He chirped, lips curling into a smile as he reached out for you. You smiled brightly, placing your bag down on the carpeted flooring and immediately climbing into Chris’ bed and scooping the little into a hug.

Chris snuggled into your chest, letting out a content sigh- any worries about you disappearing now a thought of the past. Nick thanked you for showing up, he was very clearly just as exhausted as Matt- both had been up for god knows how long comforting the regressed boy.

“Of course, I got in my car as soon as I got the call.” You said, earning a genuine smile from both of Chris’ older brothers. “I’m here, baby boy.” You coo, rubbing soothing circles into the brunette boy’s back as he clung to you like a koala.

Chris murmured something into your neck, “Hm?” You asked softly, causing Chris to pull away slightly to make his words clearer. “M’ thought ‘ou were gone fo’wever…” He mumbled, tears budding back up in his eyes. 

A soft coo slipped out from your lips- surprising even yourself. “I’m right here baby, I’m not going anywhere.” You soothed, pressing a gentle kiss to Chris’ forehead. Chris nodded against your hoodie before pausing, “Promise?” He asked softly, playing with your hoodie strings as he awaited your answer.

“I promise.” You promised, easing the regressed boy’s worries. 

A few minutes passed before Matt and Nick retreated back to their respective rooms, not before triple checking that both you and Chris were comfortable with being left alone.

“Just call if you need anything.” His brothers said before slipping out Chris’ door.

Once the door was closed, you snuggled further under the sheets- being sure to keep Chris close. The two of you were equally as tired- the alarm clock placed on Chris’ nightstand reading 5:54 am. 

Chris murmured about various different topics, sleepy babbles slowly growing less and less cohesive. Still, that didn’t stop you from responding with various small “Yeah?”’s and “Oh really?”’s. 

Around 6 am, Chris’ babbles turned to soft snores- a balled up fist clinging onto a piece of your hoodie’s fabric. You pressed one final kiss onto the sleeping little’s nose before closing your eyes.

Sure, you hadn’t expected your night to turn out this way…but there’s a first time for everything.

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[dn-hc]

What's your personal headcanons for them? Like personality, appearance, hobbies, etc

L Lawliet

Aspergers

Honestly a deeply emotional person, he just allows himself to feel what he's feeling, but remains self aware.

It isn't that he doesn't have emotions, he just feels the need to hide them so they can't be used against him.

Also never learned how to properly express emotion.

So he often got in trouble for it as a child. 

Which taught him to keep them to himself and view them as a negative thing.

Thus why he can become agitated when others are overly emotional because he doesn’t understand not everyone grew up being punished for their feelings.

Was HEAVILY abused as a child.

Speaks in monotone, but it’s not because he’s cold—it’s just effortful for him to perform socially.

Secretly craves affection, but has no idea how to accept it if offered.

Honestly, very strong.

Takes Einstein's approach to clothing. It's not worth wasting thought on deciding what to wear.

Lowkey loves emotional TV scenes or songs or books, so he can feel intense emotion rather than his usual numbness and emptiness. 

Incredibly lonely and depressed, but would never admit it.

Secretly loves animals. Has fed dozens of strays and birds over the years.

A cat person.

Wants to fit in more than he lets on. 

Would dye a strand of hair blue, especially if Misa encouraged it.

Light Yagami

During his Kira phase, a bit of a bigot

Deeply lonely even before the Death Note—he’s been performing for people all his life.

If he hadn't became Kira, he would've decided to become a lawyer instead, deeming police work as low paying and low class.

Irons his clothes.

Debate clubs, chess, mock trials. Loved being the smartest in the room.

Pretended to read philosophy but mostly skimmed for quotes to sound deep.

Lowkey misogynistic, both before, during, and after Kira.

Would have the 2000's 'cool guy' attitude towards gays. "I don't agree with it, but as long as you keep it to yourself I don't care."

Even if he hadn't become Kira, if he got with a woman he deemed not as intelligent and therefore lesser than him, he would be lowkey abusive, raising her voice at her, belittling and drgrading her, eventually escalating to full on yelling and punching holes in walls before he decides it's time for a divorce.

Despite claiming he wants the connection of a woman on his level, he would much rather have the control of being with someone 'inferior'.

Honestly, he had something dark in him WELL before Ryuk and that book came along.

Mihael Keehl

Honestly, a big ass flirt.

Despite his passionate nature, he can be chill when with friends.

If you don't think him and Matt are getting drunk and high, playing video games, and eating pizza every saturday night, ya dumb.

Lowkey depression and anxiety.

Deeply insecure.

Would dye his hair in a heartbeat.

Obsessed with war history

Used to be obsessed with Napoleon.

Lowkey a party boy.

Goes to clubs and parties AT LEAST every other weekend.

Was actually kinda popular in the orphanage.

Definitely played sports during his youth, mainly competitive sports like track.

Loves bowling

Sucks at bowling

A dog person.

But should a cat show him love, he'd pretend to hate it but first of all, that's his baby.

Girl dad vibes.

Momma was a druggy.

Dad abused his mom.

Mello would try to protect his mom and siblings.

Mail Jeevas

Playful and flirty with most people, but shy and reserved if he actually likes a girl. Has to take a shot or a hit to feel confident enough to approach her.

Hella chill.

A bit of a loner.

Very observant but rarely lets on how much he notices.

Struggles with anxiety but hides it under nonchalance.

Always has a little bedhead.

Into vintage game collecting.

Mello's introverted friend who he has to drag out to parties.

Sits in the corner with his hand held and joint waiting for Mello to leave.

Prefers small get togethers over big parties.

Lowkey amazing cook but never admits it unless bribed.

Weirdly good with pets and kids.

The guy who THINKS he's a dog person, but cats TELL him he's a cat person.

WOULD have a cat.

Not on purpose, he was found eating pizza in a dumpster.

Lowkey a bird and rodent person too.

Thalassophobia

There ARE deep sea monsters

And he doesn't want to meet them.

Fucking LOVES bugs and dinosaurs.

Bugs and dinosaurs are fucking sick man.

Goes to museum to see dinosaurs.

Hates bowling.

Honestly great at bowling.

Chill dad vibes.

Nate River

Despite seeming detached, he is deeply empathetic.

Has a weirdly dry sense of humor that you only catch if you’re paying close attention.

Hates being underestimated but doesn’t correct people—it’s more useful that way.

Dresses for comfort, not style—sweaters, oversized shirts, barefoot when he can.

His expressions are subtle: a raised eyebrow is a full reaction for him.

Lowkey lazy and spoiled af expecting others to cater to him and becoming annoyed when they do not.

Would want a submissive girlfriend.

Who's a super smart and sneaky underneath the innocent appearance.

Sucker for doe eyes and round cheeks.

Collects and customizes toys—not just for fidgeting but as visual metaphors for thought.

Loves chess and rubiks cubes.

Misa Amane

Extroverted, emotionally intense, but way smarter than people give her credit for.

Deeply traumatized underneath the happy face.

Feels her parents don't love her.

Despite being surrounded by others all the time, she's lonely. Feeling no one actually likes her or wants her around, they just tolerate her.

Weaponizes the fact that people underestimate her.

Naturally blonde, but changes her hair often depending on mood and trends.

She carries grief under all the sparkle.

Knows how to draw her own fashion designs and sew her own clothes.

Writes poetry in a private journal—dark, raw, and beautiful, but she’d never show it.

[sturniololoco]

Skating Accident pt 2

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

Warnings: broken bones, cast, crying, frustration, etc.

SLS/N's POV

I woke up as I felt myself being scooped into someone's arms. I smelt the familiar smell of Chris's Sauvage Dior and opened my eyes.

"I can walk, Chris. It's just my wrist." I say sleepily, trying to wiggle out of his grip around my body.

"Shh, I gotcha." He whispers, his soothing voice nearly sending me back to sleep. He hoists me up and my legs instinctively wrap around his torso, my face falling into the crook of his neck.

He carries me like that, all the way up the stairs and into the living room, where my eyes are met with the bright light of our kitchen where Matt and Nick began making dinner.

"Chris, I don't wanna go to bed yet," I say, lifting my head up from his chest as he begins to walk towards my room.

"You've had a long day, I think you need some rest, bud," he says, stopping in the hallway to look at me, then move a piece of hair from in front of my face.

"Please?" I say, giving him puppy eyes. He rolls his eyes and chuckles slightly, before carrying me to the couch.

"I still want you to rest though." He says, sitting down on the couch, me still clutched onto him, now in his lap.

I put my face back in the crook of his neck and sigh conently. He rests his head on my shoulder, looking over me at his phone. He pats my back lightly as we sit together on the couch.

-

"C'mon SLS/N. You have to eat something." Matt said to me as I moved the food on my plate around with my fork.

I had to have Nick cut up my air-fried chicken, due to my dominant wrist being broken. let's just say that I'm not a lefty.

Even after he did all that, I was not hungry.

At all.

The pain in my wrist was still very present, sending a throbbing feeling throughout my entire arm. I was thinking about it so much it made me nervous, but Nick wouldn't let me take an Advil until I got some food in my belly.

"Just five bites? Please, sis?" Nick said, stabbing some chicken on my fork for me, then holding it up.

I sighed and relentlessly ate my five bites, then took an Advil as fast as I could get to the medicine cabinet.

Only it didn't seem to be working.

An hour later, cuddled up in between Matt and Nick's sides, I could still feel the throbbing sensation going up and down my arm.

"C-Chris, I think I'm ready for bed," I say, sitting up and grabbing my blanket, feeling upset and in pain.

"Okay buddy!" he says, jumping up quickly, then tossing Matt the remote, dabbing him and Nick up on his way to his bed.

I gave both of them a hug and a kiss on the cheek before following Chris downstairs to Chris's room.

-

I often find myself sleeping with Chris. Neither of us wants to sleep alone, so It works out.

I woke up to Matt, gently tapping our shoulders and whispering our names. Chris sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, while I threw the blankets back over my head.

"Five more minutes?" I groan, sleep laced in my voice. He and Chris chuckle at me before pulling the covers off me.

Matt leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, saying,

"We gotta get up because we're meeting up with Madi, remember? And I think you'll wanna shower, bedhead," he says, smiling at me and ruffling my hair.

I groan again but get up all the same, trudging my way upstairs to my bathroom.

-

Who knew trying to tie a plastic Walmart bag over your own arm would be so hard.

I've been at it for about 10 minutes with no progress. I groan in frustration before balling and throwing the bag.

I felt the tears well up in my eyes as I felt like slamming my stupid cast on the hard bathroom counter.

Instead, I slam my hand against the bathroom door, causing a loud bang to fill the silence.

I crumple to the bathroom floor, crying. I don't know why I'm so worked up, I never get this frustrated over silly things.

I hear a knock on the bathroom door.

"SLS/N? You okay? Can I come in?" I hear Matt ask from the other side of the door.

I let out a mix between a sob and a yes, and he quickly pushed the door open to see me on the floor.

"Hey, hey, hey! What's the matter sweetheart?" mat asks, his voice filled with worry as he sits next to me.

he pulled me to him and I let all my emotions out onto his chest. he shushed them quietly in my ear and stroked my hair and my back.

When I was done, he leaned me back and looked into my eyes.

"What happened, bud?" he asked, wiping the story tears from my cheeks.

"I hate this, I feel so-so...useless," I say shakily, holing up my cast. he looks at me, giving me a sympathetic smile. he grabs the fingers that are poking out of my cast and gives them a light kiss, rubbing them with his thumb.

"I know you're frustrated, I would be too. But Nick, Chris, and I will always be here if you need us," he says, grabbing the Walmart bag from the floor and tying it around my casted wrist while he talks.

Once finished, he turned the shower on, making the perfect temperature. once finished, he pulled me into a quick hug before leaving and closing the door, allowing me to get undressed and into the shower.

While using one hand to wash my hair, I hold up my bagged cast, thinking about how grateful I am to have brothers like mine.

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[cinnamonbear22]

oblivious love (c.s x reader)

chapter two

go read the first part ;)

tw

fem!reader, fluff ?

i was slightly startled awake from the faint snoring next to me which, i wasn't used to sharing a bed. my eyes peaked over next to me to see chris on the other side of the bed, sleeping on his stomach with his arms sprawled as well as his legs.

my eyes admired his hand that was near me, the sunlight exposing the veins that were still prominent even when asleep. the beams had also showed his jagged, bitten nails and the tiny scar that goes across his thumb from an accident that happened when we were children. it wasn't even noticeable, but i'll always notice it.

my hand carefully made my way up to his, my fingernails traced along each finger of his gently to see if he would wake up, but he didn't. what was i even doing right now..?

i knew i was going to get hurt later in the day, when i would see the girl he told me about last night at the party. i can imagine it in my head, the scenario playing out like a movie scene. he was in my bed now, sleeping on the other side next to me, yet it was going to be looked at as nothing. he thought of this as nothing, just something friends would do. we've known each other for so long it would always just be nothing to him.

regret filled my body as i started to pull my fingers away from his limp hand, but suddenly, his hand squeezed my fingers so they weren't able to move. my breath got stuck in my throat, i thought he was dead asleep... "what are you doing?" his voice was extremely groggy and his tone seemed dazed.

"i-i didn't think you were up" my heart pounded at the sudden movement he had just shown, which still had me in shock.

"i woke up a little bit ago" he didn't pick his head up from speaking into the fluffy pillow.

"you sounded like you were asleep" i murmured and he relaxed the grip he had on my hand, but i quickly pulled it away.

"why are you doing that?" he whined, reaching around the bed for my hand but he couldn't find it. "come on" he seemed slightly agitated.

"chris i don't think the girl you like would appreciate you cuddled up in bed next to me holding my hand" i stared at the floor as he laid still for a moment.

"i think she'd very much like it" he snapped back causing me to furrow my brows. this girl had to of had some weird kinks...

"you're so weird" i groaned and swatted his searching hand.

"do you want to go get breakfast?" he asked, peaking his dull blue eyes over my shoulder scanning my face for a reaction.

"sure" i looked back up at him, which he was now grinning ear to ear.

he jumped over me off the bed, his bed head was extremely messy and slightly tangled, and he stared down at me from standing up. "come on" he cocked his head to the side to indicate me getting up.

"the bed is so cozy though" i pulled the blankets back up to my chin and softly rested my eyes. "five more minutes" quickly i had felt cool air hit my exposed skin, the warmth of the blanket being ripped right off of me. "come on..!" i groaned and tried to curl myself in a ball to preserve heat, but in a few swift movements from chris, i was being picked up and carried out of bed. "stop!" i hit his arm repeatedly but it looked like i had no effect on him.

"alright you're up now" he set be down on the floor of my room. "don't pout" he mocked my face and i nudged his chest. "get ready" he began to walk out of my room, my eyes lingered on him as he shut the door.

i went over to the temporary dresser i had put all my clothes in and pulled out a pair of loose fitting jeans, and a white tank. i wasn't going to get fully ready, i wasn't up to it. plus i would be getting ready for hours tonight before the party.

i put my hair in a little updo, considering i have major bedhead as well. i sprayed a light layer of perfume, grabbed my phone and headed out towards the main area.

chris was already ready and standing in the kitchen, and he was writing a note on the counter with a sharpie.

'sorry matt took the car, brb, (y/n) + chris' and he ended the small note with a smiley face. i looked around him to see the time on the stove, which it was still a little early for the other two to be up. chris tossed me matt's keys over the counter, "ready?" he asked, his hair was mostly hidden underneath a backwards cap while he was in baggy jeans and a graphic t-shirt.

"mhm" i hummed and looped the keys around my finger before following him outside to the garage. he held the door open for me and i walked out in front, and he lightly jogged around to the drivers side of the car and opened up the door for me. "thank you" my eyes looked up at him before sliding into the seat, and he shut the door gently. he opened the garage and slid into the passenger seat, pressing another button on the garage door opener that was sitting in the car that seemed to have open the gate. "where are we even going?" i asked him as i started to reverse the car out of the driveway and into the street. he pressed the buttons again to close up the garage and gate.

"uh," he hummed in a thinking manner, rubbing his mouth with his brows knitted together. "i'll tell you where to go" i felt his eyes looking at me but i was focused on the road to look back over.

he turned on his music as we drove through the somewhat busy streets with slight bickering here and there because he would give me directions last minute. but after fifteen minutes we arrived at a little diner, where the parking lot only had a few cars and looked a little dead.

he jumped out of the van as soon as i parked, not even giving me a chance to turn off the car. he ran around the front, and i couldn't help but to laugh a little. he swung the door open for me, offering his arm like a gentleman. "m'lady" he talked in a goofy accent, making me laugh a little more.

"you don't have to open every single door for me" i stopped the car and took off my seatbelt, grabbing the arm he offered me and got out of the car.

the warm breeze hit my skin as we walked across the parking lot while both my hands gently held his arm as we walked into the restaurant. of course once again, he held the door open for me and let me walk in first.

he quickly snatched my hand up again the second we walked into the restaurant, looking from side to side. "you could've got stolen" his fingers lightly drummed against the back of my hand, and i couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

"you were right behind me" i looked up at him as he was looking around the rest of the diner. "i don't think anyone would snatch me"

"right" he scoffed and a hostess came to greet us. chris of course was extremely polite while speaking to her, and she showed us a booth.

we sat on opposite sides of each other, the waitress pouring us two cups of coffee from the pot she was holding and said she would be back soon to take our order. "i dare you to drink this without putting anything in it" i tapped my fingers along the mug, his eyes looked down and back up at mine.

"that's disgusting" he curled his lips, wrapping both his large hands around the mug as if he were warming them.

"you're disgusting" i nudged him with my foot under the table, and he rested his face in his hands with an admiring look in his eyes. "stop staring at me"

"how could i not" he said in a goofy tone, still holding his head up with his hands. "did you sleep good?"

"yes, very good" i began to pour some sugar and cream in the hot coffee, stirring it gently. "did you?" i looked up from my cup and he was still staring at me.

"of course" he finally stopped gazing and picked up a menu. "what are you feelin'?" despite having my own menu, he still held up his for the both of us to look at.

"uh," my eyes scanned over all the choices, everything seemed appealing. "i don't know" i bit my lip and looked over at him. "what are you getting?"

"probably some pancakes, bacon, sausage, the whole sha-bang" he was nodding his head as he listed off the choices.

"the whole sha-bang?" i giggled a little at his word choice. "what if we share this?" i pointed at the stack of five pancakes with the two choices of sides.

"you don't want your own?" he looked back at me with a confused look.

"you know i'm not going to be able to finish a meal by myself, i always end up taking it home" i looked at the menu again as his eyes lingered on me for a second.

"well you have to eat, i'm making sure you eat a lot if we share" he sounded like he was assuring himself more than me.

"don't worry i'll eat" i sat back in my seat since we had decided.

"what sides do you want?" he bit his bottom lip while studying me.

"you pick"

"no, come on i feel bad if you don't" he sighed in a stressful manner and i couldn't help but giggle.

"i'll seriously eat anything you choose" i gently hugged my torso while he looked like he was under pressure. "i literally cannot choose it's all up to you"

"okay fine" he grumbled and set down the menu, shaking his head slightly.

"why are you in such distress?" i laughed and he lurched forward towards me over the table.

"because i feel bad and want to make sure you get what you want!" his eyes widened as his body was almost halfway over the table, and he bounced right back in his seat. his reaction made me laugh more, his legs started to bounce a little.

"you're already hyper and it's still early" i softly kicked his leg to try and get him to stop bouncing in his seat.

"what can i say," he paused before grinning. "you make me full of life" he said sillily earning another kick from under the table. "stop playing footsies" his foot stepped on mine to try to get me to stop.

"ouch," i fake winced, pulling my feet back and exaggerated my frown.

"did that actually hurt?" he sat up and leaned his elbows on the table now, a look of concern in his eyes.

"it hurt so bad" i sarcastically placed my hand over my heart and tilted my head to the side, acting as if i were truly in pain.

"drama queen" he played with his hands on the table and the waitress came back, ready to take our order. chris ended up ordering for us anyway, doing all the talking and whatnot. seeing him switch from being a little hyper to super polite and sweet will always make me happy. fifties music filled the air of the diner as well as the smell of breakfast foods and coffee. light chatter among the other tables was to be heard while me and chris sat in a comfortable silence waiting for our food.

but of course that didn't last long, and we ended up talking for ten minutes straight until our food got brought out. chris immediately grabbed the silverware while thanking the waitress, unwrapping the napkin that held the forks and knifes for me. "thank you" i smiled gently and grabbed them, looking back up at him. he started to cut the large stack of pancakes on his side into little pieces, almost as if a baby were going to eat them. he then flipped the plate around so the cut pieces were on my side, sliding me a bottle of syrup. "i can cut my own food" i opened the syrup and started to drizzle it on my side of the plate.

"i like doing it for you" he cut his side up in much larger sections, and started to scoff down the pancakes.

"christoper!" i lightly scolded, covering my smile with my hand since i had food in my mouth.

"what?!" his cheeks were filled like a chipmunk as he chewed obnoxiously just to annoy me. the rest of breakfast he ended up eating most of the pancakes and sides, plus everything i couldn't finish. i didn't really feel guilty for not finishing my portions since he did easily. "did you eat enough?" we both looked at the cleared plates in front of us.

"yes, yes, thank you for finishing mine" i laughed a bit while looking back up at him, which he had syrup dripping down his chin. i grabbed a napkin at the end of the table and reached over, dabbling his chin while he resisted slightly. "i might have to pull out the mom trick for this one" i pulled my hand back and licked the tip of my thumb, his eyes watched as if he were in a trance.

with my other hand i reached back over the table and held his chin with my thumb and pointer finger, and using the thumb with saliva i began to wipe off the sticky syrup that was stuck on his chin. "don't do this to me" he quickly licked his lips and watched me attentively.

"what? i'm not even doing anything" i got the last bits off his face before removing both my hands and wiping them off with a napkin.

"you are so naive" he folded his hands on the table and we strongly locked eyes for a few moments before the waitress came back.

"could i offer any dessert?" she asked while taking the empty plates. i looked over at chris since i wasn't much prepared for this question.

"yes please" he answered immediately but his eyes shot over to me, almost as if he were asking for reassurance. i nodded and smiled at his gentle blue eyes before he turned his attention back to our waitress. "could we just do a vanilla shake please? two straws" he held up two fingers as he spoke. she jotted down the ticket, and left to go put the order in.

"a shake at..." i pulled out my phone to check to time. "nine thirty-eight in the morning?" i laughed a little and he just shrugged. when checking my phone i had also noticed a few text from nick and a missed call from matt. "your brothers are trying to contact me"

"what are they saying?" chris asked, folding his hands back on the table.

"i don't know," i opened my messages to see nick spamming me asking where i was, and why i didn't come to his room last night. "is it okay if i call them back real quick? is it rude if i call in here or should i go outside?" my finger hovered over matt's number.

"just call them here" he pursed his lips and without hesitation i called back matt. the phone rang only once before he picked up.

'hey' matt didn't sound fully awake as he answered the phone.

"hi matt" i laughed a little at his sleepy voice, chris started leaning across the entire table to eavesdrop on the conversation.

'did you take my car out this morning? i haven't been downstairs to check yet but nick told me there was a note or something'

"yeah, i'm sorry i didn't ask you. chris wanted to get breakfast" i pushed back chris's forehead since he was so close to my ear, trying to pick up on every word.

'no no it's okay, don't be sorry' he yawned loudly with a slight groan. 'you're still coming with us to the event tonight right?'

"yes of course" i started to twirl the ends of my hair with my finger nervously, feeling chris’s eyes burn through me.

'when will you be home?'

i don't know why, but i smiled at the fact that he said home, as if it were my home too. "within the hour i think" chris now began to pout since i pushed him away, he crossed his arms like a child and slouched in his seat.

'okay cool, do you think you could help me with an outfit? i have no idea what to wear'

"awe matty b still asking me for fashion advice” i bit my lip from laughing because he wasn't so fond of the nickname we all gave him as children. “of course”

'thanks' he chuckled over the phone, making me laugh as well. chris's brows were furrowed together as he stared daggers through me, but i stared right back. 'what are you going to wear?'

"yesterday me and nick got a little black silk dress" my fingers still twirled around my hair, chris pursing his lips gently as he watched.

'i'll wear black too so we can match'

"both of your brothers said the same thing" i smiled as chris almost jumped out of his seat.

"said what?" he tried to get my attention but i ignored him.

'seriously?' matt's voice was dull over the phone.

"seriously." i repeated him. "you three figure that out i'm staying out of it" my eyes darted at chris and he still had a pouty frown.

'chris will most likely kill us just so he could match with you' matt chuckled and so did i. i looked back up at chris who was still giving me those childish eyes.

"you think he would?" i mostly said that to tease chris, and to really grab his attention i placed my foot on top of his and nudged his shin lightly.

"think i would what?" chris's eyebrows shot up as he gritted his teeth.

'i know he would, i don't think i'm even going to attempt to argue with him'

"that's cute" i covered my smile with hand, looking at chris with every intent of keeping him on edge.

"what is cute?" he tapped his foot underneath mine making both our legs bounce slightly. "alright," chris swiftly reached over the table and took my phone right out of my hand. my jaw dropped at how quick this all happened. "sorry, we have to go be back soon, goodbye matt" chris spoke quickly on the phone before hanging it up, tediously staring at me.

"you are absolutely insane" i stared at him with shock as he still kept my phone.

"you're insane" he shot back at me, kicking my foot off the top of his. "how am i supposed to act when you're talking about me in front of me?"

"how do you know i was talking about you?" i tilted my head as i rested it in my hands now.

"you said something and then touched me like i was supposed to listen" he argued, but i wanted to push it further.

"what if i just wanted to touch you?" my lips slightly tugged upwards in a cocky manner, seeing that i could get him riled up without even doing much gave me a surge of confidence.

"you are really an inexplicable person" he scoffed, rubbing his mouth with a little smirk plastered on his face. as i opened my mouth to say something, the waitress set down the vanilla shake in front of us with two straws. "thank you" chris looked up at the waitress as she walked away. "do you want the cherry?" he asked as he picked it off the top of the whipped cream.

"you can have it" i smiled before pinching the straw closest to me and bringing it up to my lips.

"watch this" he spoke with the cherry in his mouth, and i silently waited for him to show me whatever it is he wanted me to watch. after about twenty seconds he stuck out his tongue with the cherry stem tied in a knot. "impressive huh?" his words were mumbled since he spoke with his tongue out.

"you show me this every time you have a cherry like it's something new" i took another sip of the shake, and his face saddened a little. "but, as always, it is extremely impressive" i praised him so he still felt the validation.

he took the cherry stem out of his mouth and set it on a napkin, and he took a sip of the shake. "this is absolutely amazing" he threw his head back after tasting the shake, causing me to giggle at his reaction.

i bent my head back down to take another sip, and he did at the same time as well. both our faces were so close together, his eyes were softly gazing at me through his dark lashes. i tried my best not to smile, but it was inevitable. "stop it" i leaned back into my seat, crossing my arms in an embarrassed manner.

"i can't help myself" he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. he pointed it up at me and i heard the camera shutter sound effect.

"chris stop" i immediately felt embarrassed with the camera being pointed at me, trying to cover up my face that was now probably red.

"oh come on you look so pretty" he cooed as he focused on his phone, rapidly snapping pictures. i couldn't tell if he was messing with me at this point. he then reached out across the table holding his phone with the front facing camera, getting both of us in the shot with the shake. he started to record as he set up his phone against the napkin dispenser. "alright watch this, you only see this in movies" he talked to himself on the phone and he looked at me, holding onto the cup and leaning into his straw. i looked at the camera and giggled as he was taking a little sip. i of course took a sip too at the same time so he wouldn't be mad, i looked at the camera still as he looked towards me. i ended up moving my eyes up to meet his, and we both started to laugh again. "i've always wanted to do that" he stopped recording and smiled down at his phone with the shot he got.

"you're so corny" i leaned back into my seat trying my best to hide the blush that began to spread across my face.

"could i post this?" he showed me a screenshot he took of the video where im looking towards the camera, smiling with the straw close to my lips and he was sipping, gazing admirably at me.

"i don't care" i examined the photo more, even more butterflies seeing the way he looked at me when i wasn't looking at him. "but don't you think that might stir stuff up? i'll probably receive fifty threats within a minute" i bit my lip as he just shook his head.

"don't even worry about that" he was on instagram now, posting it on his story and tagging me. over the years, i grew a small following because of the boys. i would be in a few videos or tik toks they made considering that i was with them most of the time back when they only lived in boston, and i guess their fans are fifty-fifty about me. i never read the comments, or looked at my direct messages because i knew if i did i would just hurt myself.

i tried to stay off of social media, but i did like posting here and there, and of course i still kept it to keep up with the triplets while they’re back and forth.

at the end of our meal, this ended up snatching the check before i could even get a chance to take out my wallet. he repeatedly told me that he was okay with paying, yet i still felt guilty since he did let me splurge yesterday. when leaving the restaurant, he held open all doors for me as well as the drivers side, and we were finally back on our way home.

part 3 for the party orrr..?

[sunnyie-eve]

18 | Ranking

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: mention of restraining order with an ex

| MASTERLIST |

The sound of Chris shouting in the kitchen first noise Dani notice, the second being Matt's small snores as she wakes up. Last night she crashed in Matt's room while they had a marathon watching Stranger Things this time.

Matt rolled over in his sleep onto Dani chest, perfectly sandwiching her between him and the bed with his arms draped messily around her.

Unconsciously Dani knots her fingers through his hair, slightly still halfway asleep since her brain wasn't fully up. She ran a hand through Matt's bedhead and shuffle slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. This wakes Matt up and he wraps his arms around her torso tightly, letting his hot breath fan her neck before he mumbles out, "Don't leave, I'm comfy."

Suddenly Dani's brain catches up to what's happening so she moves her hands away, "Matt, we need to get up."

"What time is it?" He mumbles still cuddling her.

"Time to get up." She tries to move, "And you're on me so..."

"I don't care. Friendly cuddles. Put your hand back in my hair it felt nice." He whines.

"How much longer till I can get up?" Dani runs her fingers through Matt's hair, using them as a makeshift comb as she attempts to braid his short hair. Matt takes long tired breaths as she does so. Cozying into her touch - taking long sleepy blinks every time her hand meets his scalp.

"Just shut up please." He tells her so Dani huffs continues for who knows how long. After some times he gives her a soft smile lifting his head weakly, "Thank you." He rolls off of her so she sits up.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She gets out of his bed.

"I mean it, that felt nice." He sits up, "My anxiety has been bothering me when I'm alone so all that helped a bit."

"Well, I'm glad to help because you have helped me in the past too." She gives him a smile leaving his room to go to hers getting dressed for the day.

"Good morning/afternoon." Chris gives her a smile.

"Hello, I would've gotten up earlier but I was stuck in bed. Literally, Matt had me pinned down by rolling on top of me at some point and he wouldn't wake up." She explains walking to her room, "Can you make a bowl of my cereal, please?"

"I got you sweetie."

Later in the day while the guys set up for their video Dank looks at a few of the snacks, "Geez Chris! Rrrr!" Dani gets startled by the water bottle flying across the table.

"I can't even read what these are." Matt looks at the snack box in his hands before they start their video to rank snacks.

"Yeah, they're in a foreign languages Matt." Chris tells him.

"I'm sure most are in Japanese." Dani says walking over to the couch since she wasn't going to take part in the video.

As they start Dani just sits and watches them like they were a tv show. For the first snack they were trying the three liked it, "Give me the grape! Give me the fucking grape!" Nick acts out causing Dani to giggle as he grabs his brother's shouting it.

"Wait, is it a whistle?!" Chris gets excited opening the wrapper to their next snack before blowing it. "That just came out of the sucker." He blows again for a long time.

"Chris, okay..." Dani gets annoyed.

"Enough! Enough!" Nick yells at him.

"Maybe it's a slide whistle." Matt suggests and was right but his didn't work like the other two.

Dani watches the three crack up and be so entertained by the snack as they were a laughing their heads off playing around with the sound making up little acts for it to fit into. She loved their laughs so much. The sound of them just made her so happy and she couldn't help but smile when she hear them.

While they eat the strawberry pockys they asks Dani if she wanted one but she tells them no because she prefers the chocolate ones only. For the redbull they liked it how it was a bit sweeter.

"Freeze fried mini ice cream sandwiches." Nick reads the next snack as Matt makes a face.

"Oh, it's astronaut food." Chris says so they all look at him.

"Well, I don't think it's astronaut food but it's like freeze dried." Nick says before they all try it and not a single one if them liked it. "Might as well get a Covid test, I feel like I have no taste."

"Are these skittles Popsicles?" Nick gets excited.

"What? Wait, it's not actually... skittles!" Chris gets excited too, "It's like pops."

Dani laughs a the three getting so excited to try them and they loved them, "Can I have one?" Dani asks them.

"Yeah, catch it." Chris picks one up to toss her way and she catches and loves it as well.

The thought of the fried chicken lays chips made Dani sick because who the hell would think of that. For the grilled bbq chips the three didn't care for the taste and the same for the Cheetos as well.

For the mountain drew drink the three jump around loving the taste talking about what memories it brings up.

"Matt, I want to try that." She gets up from the couch as he drinks but he puts it down, "Matt." She says making him remember what she asked.

"Sorry." He picks it back up walking over to give it to her as he waited on the other side of the table. "It's really good." He hands it to her.

"I got that by the three of y'all's reaction to it." She laughs taking the glass.

As they go on to the next four, Dani stops paying attention for a bit while she plays a game on her phone trying to get first place.

"Like baby throw up a little." Chris says as Nick smells the drink so Dani looks over at them.

"Wait!" Something hits Nick so he smells it again, "I love it!"

"No you don't." Chris laughs so Nick drinks it.

"I've had this in my past!" Nick says as Dani gets up going to her room which causes Matt to watch her walk off confused since she didn't seem in any other mood than happy.

In reality she was panicking as she got a message from her ex to call him. It took a restraining order for them to finally break up and now that it was up he wanted to see her.

"What do you want?" She says as he picks up the call, "I will figure out how to get a longer restraining order, Charlie."

"Babe, Dani... I just wanted to see how you are doing?" He chuckles.

"None of your business and it never will be." She tells him in a very serious tone.

"It won't take me long to figure out where you live. Until then, look out for me." He ends the call and she blocks that number as well.

As soon as she did, she goes over to her computer to look up how to get a longer restraining order to keep him away from her. By the time the guys finished their video, Dani was still on her computer looking up other stuff to keep her ex away.

"Dani, everything good?" Matt knocks poking his head into her room.

"I really hate how you notice things with me." She says keeping her eyes on her screen as he enters her room.

"I'm a good friend. So what happened to make you leave the room?" He sits at the end of her bed.

"My ex texted me. And this is the one I never talk about. It took a restraining order for us to break up." She explains to him, "I'm looking how to get a longer one but good lawyers are expensive. His almost got the judge not accept it."

"I'm sure we can help pay for one." He tells her not wanting to go into to asking more about her past with him.

Dani turns around to look at him, "I also hate how sweet you are." She giggles causing him to chuckle as well.

[hearts4cuts]

CHRIS / MATT STURNIOLO ; FRIENDS 2 LOVERS

✦what? -- headcanons

✦summary -- Chris x reader ; Matt x reader (separate) // what are they as your friend, when they have a crush on you and when you're dating :3

✦tw -- fluff, friends to lovers, cursing, prob a little brainrot 😭😭, mentions of drugs (weed), implied fem!reader but can be treated as gn, errors cus i'm not english, i think it's all? Lmk if i missed something!

≡;- ꒰ °MATT STURNIOLO ꒱

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. you've met in school or trought Nick

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. you instantly clicked with!

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. in the early days of your friendship was really shy and awkward (same girl)

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. tought that you're pretty from the start

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. opened up to you after about 2 months of being friends, when he really trusted you

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. was (and is!) the absolute cutest while talking about his interests

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. 's solution to everything is take-out and a shitty movie lol (same girl v2)

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. after about 1 or 2 years started being your best friend!

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. definietly was your comfort person

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. has a folder of only your photos

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. likes your hair :33

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. after a while realised that he may be a little, but only a little smitten for you

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! MATT WHO.. jk he's all over you lmao

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. is willing to buy you every snack or drink you want in a matter of minute from you mentioning it

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. doesn't want you to notice but he's staring at you everytime he gets

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. will be angry if his brothers interrupt your hangouts

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. sends you tiktoks with silly cats

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. will get incredibly flustered around you

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. touches you every chance he gets

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. secretly really wants to help you with makeup / doing your hair but is too shy to ask

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. likes your smell. that's it. he could smell you forever

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. was shy and awkward again

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. buys you the best presents

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. asks you out in the most random place (yes it was in his car when you wanted to go get candy) (he just randomly felt brave lol)

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! MATT WHO.. is actually suprised you said you do have feelings for him

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. does love you with his whole heart

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. finally (!!) truly opens up to you

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. does help you out with your makeup and hair

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. does not care how you look

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. loves you in the morning when you have bedhead and bad breath, trought the day when you laugh at his jokes and at night when you sleep peacfully next to him, your hair a mess and your lips slightly parted

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. will get a kitty (you can't tell me it's a lie this man NEEDS a cat)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. will name the cat after your favourite singer / musician (it just matches him lol)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. will rant about you to his brothers (he always did)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. will take you on car rides

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. thinks your humor is the best (you always know how to make him feel better) (even if you don't know, you do)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. looooveees youuuu

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. prefers texts from calls but won't say no if you want to call!!

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. loves your voice

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. is still awkward but as i said he opened up!!

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! MATT WHO.. will not leave you. You're the light of his life. Literally.

≡;- ꒰ °CHRIS STURNIOLO ꒱

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. you've met on a party or in a random place

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. you tought was lowkey weird on the start

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. yapped your ass off

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. opened up on a random sleepover at like 4 a.m.

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. speaking of sleepovers, you had them non-stop!! (usually at your house)

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. as he got older and more mature (somehow) started to value the nice things you said about him a little more

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. at first kinda ignored the compliments you were giving him (YOU FELL FIRST HE FELL HARDER YOU FELL FIRST HE FELL HARDER I REPEAT)

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. became your comfort zone

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. was loud and always laughed with you

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. listened to every song you recomended him (GREEN FLAG GREEN FLAG GREEN FLAG)

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. liked sleeping in your bed

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. have been your best friend for YEARS before he started to feel something more towards you

*✧･ﾟ: BSF! CHRIS WHO.. was completly oblivious to your feelings

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. was scared of his feelings

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. became a little more distant, scared that you didn't like him back

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. still hung out with you of course!

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. enjoyed every second he spent with you, thinking you would leave him if you knew about his feelings :((

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. became more flirty, trying to hide the sad feeling of fear

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. would did everything for you if you asked him

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. spoiled you with random rocks or stick that reminded him of you

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. had a crush on you for a lonnnggg time

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. knew you the best

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. had a long note in his notes app with everything you told him was your favourite

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. had your photo on his wallpaper

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. was touch starved

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. spoke to Nick about his feelings for you

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. 's biggest emotional support was nick

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. spent so many hours watching your favourite movies / shows with you

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. confessed to you after a few years of crushing on you

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. told you about his feelings on a sleepover at his house (Nick helped him ofc)

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. was really suprised when you wanted to be his girlfriend

*✧･ﾟ: CRUSHING! CHRIS WHO.. was stoned when he confessed

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. is still the same Chris but now he has more privilages

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. is still scared of you leaving him

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. needs reassurance!!!! reassure him rn!!!

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. enjoys smoking sessions with you more than anyone else

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. buys you food everytime you meet

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. does not want to hear a word of your self-critisism (if it's not healthy)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. thinks you're the most beautiful person in the world!! (you are)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. goes out with you every chance he gets

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. shows you off on his socials

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. still keeps your identity private (even tought you propably appeared in a older video on their youtube channel)

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. thinks you're the prettiest in everything

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. loves you sososososoo much

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. gives you free merch

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. is amazed by how well you get on with his family

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. still needs reassurance, even after long long time of dating

*✧･ﾟ: BOYFRIEND! CHRIS WHO.. just loves you so much :((

[krdc]

マジカルラブ (magical love) — full version

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(lyrics & unofficial translation below)

magical love　be with you　wow baby

指の隙間でチラ見 (キミの smile)

yubi no sukima de chira mi (kimi no smile)

glancing through the cracks of my fingers (at your smile)

僕にはもったいないって？ (ちょっと待って)

boku ni wa mottainai tte (chotto matte)

aren't you wasting it on me? (hang on a second)

今までだったらそれで終わり (チャ　チャンス？)

ima made dattara sore de owari (cha-chansu)

if it had been before, this would've been the end (ch-chance?)

一味違うthis love　wow

hitoaji chigau this love wow

this love is different, wow

まさかまさかの展開

masaka masakano tenkai

there's been a surprising turn of events

心もカラダも限界

kokoro mo karada mo genkai

my mind and body are at their limits

寝癖　ドキり　照れる　素振り

neguse dokiri tereru soburi

your bedhead, your nervousness, the bashful way you act

超 cute　ズキュン

chou cute zukyuun

they're super cute, they've struck my heart

瞬間　近づく鼓動

shunkan chikazuku kodou

the moment i got near your heartbeat

聴こえた　マジかよ　マジカル！？

kikoeta maji ka yo majikaru

i heard them, it's for real, it's magical?!

もう　ムリ無理　見て見ぬフリ

mou muri muri mite minu furi

i can't keep pretending i don't see it

夢でも　胸高鳴り

yume demo munadaka nari

even in my dreams, it makes my heart race

運命変えちゃう love

unmei kaechau love

a love that changes destiny

君と　僕が？　あわわっ

kimi to boku ga awawa

between you and me? i can't deal!

ハッピーエンドの途中

happi endo no tochu

on the way to our happy ending

焦る i want you (yeah)

aseru i want you (yeah)

i want you right now (yeah)

一緒なら越えてゆける

issho nara koete yukeru

as long as we're together, we can overcome it all

明日は七色　君と甘色　wow yes

asu wa nanairo kimi to amairo wow yes

tomorrow will have a rainbow, with you and the sweet colors, wow, yes

四六時中　夢心地 (キミの voice)

shirokujichu yumegokochi (kimi no voice)

day and night, i keep dreaming (about your voice)

そんなの聞いてないって (もっとキテ)

sonna no kiitenai tte (motto kite)

saying things i've never heard you say (come closer)

想定外　好きが渋滞 chu (che　cherry？)

souteigai suki ga jutai chu (che-cherry)

unexpected feelings stuck in a traffic jam (ch-cherry?)

大胆不敵 this love　wow

daitan futeki this love wow

this love is fearless, wow

一歩進んで後悔

ippo susunde koukai

the first step forward, there's regret

二歩目は　あら単純明快

ni home wa ara tanjun meikai

the second step, it's just plain and simple

a b c d x y z

妄想ばかりじゃいられない

mousou bakari jairarenai

i can't keep staying in my fantasy

敏感　本音と嘘

binkan honne to uso

my sensitive true feelings and my lies

気づいた　マジかよ　マジカル！？

kizuita maji ka yo majikaru

you noticed them, it's for real, it's magical?!

もう　ムリ無理　見て見ぬフリ

mou muri muri mite minu furi

i can't keep pretending i don't see it

夢でも　胸高鳴り

yume demo munadaka nari

even in my dreams, it makes my heart race

運命変えちゃう love

unmei kaechau love

a love that changes destiny

君と　僕が？　あわわっ

kimi to boku ga awawa

between you and me? i can't deal!

ハッピーエンドの途中

happi endo no tochu

on the way to our happy ending

焦る i want you (yeah)

aseru i want you (yeah)

i want you right now (yeah)

一緒なら越えてゆける

issho nara koete yukeru

as long as we're together, we can overcome it all

明日は七色　君と甘色　wow yes

asu wa nanairo kimi to amairo wow yes

tomorrow will have a rainbow, with you and the sweet colors, wow, yes

隣にキミの笑顔 (love is the magic)

tonari ni kimi no egao (love is the magic)

with your smile next to me (love is the magic)

yeah (love is the magic) oh

魔法が解けたって　大丈夫さ　ふたりなら

mahou ga toketa tte daijoubusa futari nara

even if the magic is undone, we'll be okay as long as we're together

幸せすぎてもムリ

shiawasesugite mo muri

i'm too happy, i can't handle it

未体験の胸騒ぎ

mi taiken no munasawagi

the apprehension of something unfamiliar

世界の数だけ love love love wow

sekai no kazu dake love love love wow

for every world out there, there's just as much of our love, love, love, wow

初めてだらけのストーリー

hajimetedarake no sutori

in this story filled with our firsts

誰にも邪魔させない

dare ni mo jamasasenai

we won't let anyone interfere

特別以上の love

tokubetsu ijou no love

a love that's beyond special

愛しい　嬉しい　気持ち

itoshii ureshii kimochi

and the precious, happy feelings

ハッピーエンドの途中

happi endo no tochu

on the way to our happy ending

もう全部 i want you

mou zenbu i want you

i want you, all of you

一緒なら越えてゆける

issho nara koete yukeru

as long as we're together, we can overcome it all

明日は七色　君と甘色　wow yes

asu wa nanairo kimi to amairo wow yes

tomorrow will have a rainbow, with you and the sweet colors, wow, yes

magical love　be with you