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wednesday videos or friday videos • middle part matt or frat boy chris • chester or chris • blonde nick or mullet nick • fresh love or space camp • chris's license or matt's license • streams or videos• trevor or nate • marylou or jimmy • royal kingdom or fortnite • matt's ankle or chris's allergies • nick or matt or chris

matcha or coffee • morning or night • soda or juice • tumblr or wattpad • tiktok or ig reels • dogs or cats • spring/fall or summer/ winter • clit stimulation or penetration • fanfics or books • vanilla/sweet or floral scents • sun or moon • long nails or short/ medium nails • italian food or mexican food • cozy or fancy

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wednesday videos or friday videos • middle part matt or frat boy chris • chester or chris • blonde nick or mullet nick • fresh love or space camp • chris’s license or matt’s license • streams or videos • trevor or nate • marylou or jimmy • royal kingdom or fortnight • matt’s ankle or chris’s allergies • nick or matt or chris

matcha or coffee • morning or night • soda or juice • tumblr or wattpad • tiktok or ig reels • dogs or cats • spring/fall or summer/winter • clit stimulation or penetration • fanfics or books • vanilla/sweet or floral scents • sun or moon • long nails or short/medium nails • italian food or mexican food • cozy or fancy

tags — @strnilolover @st7rnioioss @chrisbratt333 @delilahsturniolo @annasturns

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[angelicchris]

girl is u dead?

ugh i wish. no but life has been SO stressful recently, but school’s over so thank God 😭😭

thanks for asking tho , i didn’t think anyone would notice lol ♡

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it’s a fucking miracle 😭😭 !!

if i reply to any comments from months ago pls don’t mind me

guys i promise i’m not a bitch, i just can’t reply to comments or comment on anything for some reason 😭

i read every comment i get tho, and i appreciate them so so much ♡

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happy may the fourth to all those who celebrate ☺️

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back to the love, for eternity | m.s.

matt shows his girl how much he loves her through her insecurities

˖⋆࿐໋ for my angels who struggle with acne/skin problems (remember you are beautiful ♡)

warnings ₊˚ mentions of acne on back, insecurities, smut, unprotected p in v, backshots, soft dom!matt x sub!reader

word count ₊˚ 1.0k

your naked bodies were entwined together beneath the soft sheets of matt’s bed, the dim lighting of the room blurring your unsheathed sights of one another.

as matt got up to turn on the lights to see you, who he so frequently called his beautiful girl better, you locked your legs around his middle, pulling him back to you.

“baby, it’s too dark,” he mumbled between your lips, trying to resist his temptations for just a moment to illuminate the room.

“it’s better like this, it sets the mood,” you persuaded, reattaching your lips to his.

the real reason as to why you wanted the lights on low was so matt wouldn’t be able to see your naked frame too closely.

before your relationship with matt, you had been noticeably insecure about many features of your appearance. matt would always quench these to the best of his ability, always reassuring you that you were beautiful.

matt thought that he had seen every inch of you that you were insecure of to shower in sweet nothings.

one thing he had never seen before, however, was the acne on your back.

you had breakouts before throughout your time with matt, but he only ever saw evidence of it on your face—which you would often cover with makeup.

here, in the dark of his room, sitting completely exposed, would reveal another insecurity you couldn’t bare to face.

matt pulled away from your lips, pushing your back down onto the mattress.

his lips found your collarbone, while his hands roamed over the front of your body.

“why don’t we try another position, doll?” matt inquired.

you and matt regularly copulated in missionary, as it made the moment more intimate and allowed you to make eye-contact with one another—something you both found more intimate than the act itself.

“like what?” you asked, breathless.

wordlessly, matt flipped you onto your back, leaving a lingering kiss on your shoulder.

you quickly scrambled onto your hands and knees, before turning back around off your stomach, meeting matt’s lust-filled eyes once more.

“what’s wrong?” he questioned, concern flooding his eyes, sensing that there was something more pressing than you were letting on.

you say criss-crossed on the bed before matt, embarrassedly holding your cheeks with the palms of your hands.

he reached over and rubbed soothingly up and down your back, only amplifying your insecurity.

you pushed his hand away, fearful that he would feel the uneven bumps that littered your skin. his face fell, which gave you a slight motivation to justify yourself.

“i don’t want you to see my back,” you said, so quietly that matt would have missed it if he weren’t so focused on what was bothering you.

“why?” he asked, suddenly confused.

you sighed, before explaining. “i have acne on my back.”

matt was silent for a beat, before smiling at you.

“okay? is that all?” he questioned.

confused by his reaction, you furrowed your brows together, before nodding.

he noticed your reaction, his hands reaching for yours.

“hey, hey, it’s okay. i used to have the same problem. my skin has cleared up, but i still have scars from my acne,” he admitted, a little shyly.

he continued. “i’ve never once cared about how your skin looks. even when we’re, like, eighty-years-old and wrinkly as shit, i’ll still find you incredibly sexy,” he joked.

you laughed, looking back at his gaze.

“let me prove how beautiful you are, please?” he asked you.

you nodded, and he turned you back around, lying you onto your stomach.

as per your request, he kept the room dark, but he moved your hair from your back to your right shoulder, tracing his fingers along the marks on your back—worshipping your body as if you were the only constellation in a vast expanse of the night’s sky.

then, he leaned down, kissing your scars and red-spots.

his fingers began their travel lower and lower, reaching your core.

your breath hitched, your arousal coating his fingers.

he lined his hard-member with your entrance, before whispering a soft “i love you,” pushing himself into you.

you gasped, the new angle allowing him to explore different spots of your body—spots that had your vision clouding with stars.

he thrusted in and out of your entrance, your bodies meeting each others as if they were two-halves of a split heart.

you craned your neck to the side, looking back at matt as he held himself up above you and pounded into your core.

his eyes met yours, before he leaned forwards, his lips softly kissing the top of your back—the gentle action contradicting with his relentless thrusts.

you shut your eyes, before coming undone with a gasp of matt’s name. he followed behind you, his high flowing through your core and between your legs.

he collapsed on top of you, before rolling onto his back beside you on the bed.

you stayed on your stomach, catching your breath.

matt looked over at you, breathing heavily.

“how do you feel?” he asked.

you knew what he meant—he wasn’t just asking about your physical feelings following your sexual act, he was talking about your emotional feelings regarding your physicality.

“i don’t know..” you said truthfully. with your high having dissipated, you were suddenly filled with an overwhelming feeling of insecurity once again.

you rolled onto your back, you and matt both staring at the ceiling for a few moments.

he pondered over your words, before turning his head towards yours.

you craned your neck his way, and he leaned forwards, connecting your lips.

he retracted his lips from yours, an enduring “you’re beautiful,” escaping his speech.

you stayed silent, your cheeks reddening at his words—your feelings of doubt creeping in.

“come on, we’re not stopping till you believe it,” matt said, flipping you back onto your stomach for another round.

© angelicchris

notes ⋆. 𐙚 ₊˚ back acne isn’t talked abt enough. it’s actually soo annoying bc whenever my face clears up, my back breaks out, like hello?? 😭

ma petite liste d’anges - @courta13 @sfoiasturn @slutformeganfox @chrxsprettygirl

[angelicchris]

blessed with beauty and rage

[angelicchris]

i oftentimes disgust myself a bit when i realize i write fanfiction

like the triplets are the daisy edgar jones to my paul mescal, yk? it’s just weird to think abt 😭

[angelicchris]

guys i promise i’m not a bitch, i just can’t reply to comments or comment on anything for some reason 😭

i read every comment i get tho, and i appreciate them so so much ♡

[angelicchris]

ohh my gosh im so hungry i could eat drew starkey

[angelicchris]

bits & pieces | m.s.

“you’re doing it again,” you reminded matt, pulling his hand away from his mouth.

not even fifteen minutes into the movie you two were watching, matt had begun absentmindedly biting his fingernails, his eyes still trained on the screen in front of him.

slightly embarrassed, matt pulled his hand away from his lips, folding his arms over each other on his chest to refrain from his bad habit.

within ten minutes, matt got back to chowing on his fingernails. you sighed, reaching up for his hand, pulling it away from his treacherously awaiting teeth.

matt shifted himself from his seated position, placing his hands under his lap to keep his hands contained.

you looked at his awkward position as he continued to watch the movie, the sight making your heart ache slightly for how uncomfortable he looked.

“hold on,” you said, standing up from your spot. matt watched you curiously, before you left his line-of-sight.

within a few minutes, you returned, a bowl of popcorn in your hands.

you placed the bowl in front of the two of you, silently offering matt a substitute to gnaw on rather than his already bitten-down nails.

matt reached for the popcorn gratefully, popping a few kernels into his mouth.

“thank you,” he said, tearing his eyes away from the movie to look at you.

you smiled, leaning into his side to get more comfortable—his arm wrapping around your shoulders now that he could occupy himself with something new.

© angelicchris

notes ⋆. 𐙚 ₊˚

niall nail horan

guys i want french tips so bad, but i don’t have any tips left bc i physically cannot stop biting my nails 😒

edit: wtf it’s 4am, i just saw matt’s tiktok from five hours ago and i started writing this eight hours ago.. me and matt lowk twinning rn

ma petite taglist - @courta13 @slutformeganfox @sfoiasturn @chrxsprettygirl

[angelicchris]

i miss when my biggest worry in life was getting the room i wanted in royale high

[angelicchris]

i kind of got one right?

[angelicchris]

still hate this but oh well

sonny angels | matt sturniolo

in which ₊˚ matt and reader buy sonny angels ᡣ𐭩

“i don’t understand the point of these,” your boyfriend, matt, told you, as the two of you observed the display of sonny angels in the store you had stumbled into. “they’re cute,” you explained. “yeah, but.. why are they naked?” matt questioned. “because they’re baby angels,” you stated. “they could still have a little decency,” he deadpanned. “they’re babies. you aren’t born with clothes on, matt,” you replied. “okay, okay,” he said, placing his hands up in mock surrender. “here, we’ll get the ones with clothes on, happy?” you asked him. “i was kidding, but these ones are cuter,” he said, looking at the flower gift collection. “i hope one of us gets this one,” you told matt, as you pointed to your favourite sonny angel on display. “this one’s cuter,” matt said, pointing to a different one.

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you and matt each picked a box that you felt drawn to, and matt paid for the two, despite your protests. when you were done shopping, you both headed to matt’s car, your excitement getting the best of you. “can we open them now?” you asked. “it’s, like, a 10 minute drive home,” matt told you. “but.. still,” you frowned. he sighed. “go on,” he said, handing you the small shopping bag that contained your sonny angels. your smile grew at his words, and matt’s heart skipped a beat. he loved how you could find joy in the littlest things in life. wordlessly, you handed him his box, your excitement only growing.

as the pair of you opened your boxes and removed the bag that held the angels, your smile dropped slightly. “i got the one you wanted,” you told matt, showing him the sonny you had gotten. “wait, i got the one you wanted,” he told you with a slight chuckle, lifting up his. “here,” he said, giving you his. “you’re way more excited about this then i am,” he joked, beginning to turn on the ignition of the car. “wait, here, take mine,” you said, as you gave him the one you had initially gotten. when matt looked back at you, it was with complete and utter adoration. he took it from you, examining it slightly. “they kind of grew on me,” he told you, as he looked at the sonny’s close-mouthed smile. “is this our preparation for when we have actual children?” matt asked you. “shut up,” you replied, a tinge of pink rising to your cheeks.

© angelicchris

notes ⋆. 𐙚 ₊˚ is this too niche? i hate this tbh, the idea was better in my head 😭

[angelicchris]

i never thought i’d see the triplets holding sonny angels and idk how to act

nick looks so precious im gonna throw up

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why’d i just get an ad of mitch and cam from modern family promoting some game on here? 😭