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IM FUCKING MYSELF WITH A BRANCH FUCK

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This is horrible wtf

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Asking everyone to report this weird bitch on wattpad who is stealing my work and pretending to be me! She’s stealing from a black creator/writer and also switched black!reader to white!reader.

This is upsetting and annoying.

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Oh who is you.

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CHRIS REPOSTING THIS 😭😭😭

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― ༘ ⋆ matt loves hearing your pretty sounds

"Nah, baby, don't be shy," Matt purrs softly, his hands gripping on your waist possessively as he pulls you back onto him with each thrust. "Lemme' hear those sweet sounds, hm?"

Your face is pressed into the mattres as he pounds into you from behind, your screams muffled by the pillow but still audible enough to vibrate through the bed. You swear his brothers can hear you no matter what. And in fact, you were being pretty loud — your stifled cries, his grunts, the headboard banging against the wall. Just not loud enough for him.

"Are you so cock dumb ya' can't even hear what I said?" he taunts, one hand tangling in your hair and yanking your head back roughly, a chocked gasp leaving your lips from the sudden sting in your scalp. It just hurts so good.

"Oh my— mmph," you breath out, trying your best to keep the desperate whimpers building in your throat from escaping by sinking your teeth into your lower lip, and Matt smirks when he hears your struggle.

"Want to hear your pretty moans. Can you do that f'me?" his sweet tone mocks you, teasing as you fight to keep quiet, a sharp breath being pushed out between your gritted teeth at one particularly deep thrust. Bending over your back, he mutters huskily in your ear, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin below it like he can't have enough of you, "Hm? Aren't you gonna listen to me, ma?"

"I— i can't," you attempt to murmur, unable to form coherent thoughts, let alone words, as his touches consume you.

For a split second, you feel emptyness, as he suddenly pulls out to the tip before he slams back in even harder, pushing a loud, pornographic moan from your throat — all the sounds you've been desperately holding back escaping in one overwhelming burst.

The sound of skin slapping is a mere whisper compared to the devlish sounds that leave your lips as you give in. Matt's relentless thrusts hit your g-spot over and over again, his entire length filling you to the brim with each rough plunge — there's no way you're holding back now. You can't even worry about how loud you're being, your mind too haze from the unreal pleasure of his hips rolling in yours.

You were a complete wreck, and he couldn't love it more.

"Fuck, baby, you takin' me so well," he groans, each moan you release consuming his thoughts. It's as if your whimpers and gasps fuel him, pushing him to go deeper, harder, like he can barely control himself from wanting more — at least not with you moaning like that.

"I— shit, I'm—" you cry out, your legs trembling and your stomach coiling. His brutal pace is overwhelming, making you're head spin, blank of any thoughts. The only sounds coming from your parted mouth being babbles and messy, uncontrollable whines by every thrust of his hips into yours.

Matt chuckles behind you, noticing how your last resort is to cover your lips with your palm, hoping it will muffle the noises he's so eager to push out. "Don't try to be quiet now, doll," he teases, knowing damn well his brothers could definitely hear you.

You let a chocked whimper out as he pulls you against his chest, the tension within you begging to snap at how deep the new position feels. Bending your head back against his shoulder, your lips press at his neck, your moans echoing straight his ear — the most perfect angle he could ask for.

"You sound so pretty— fuckk, clenching me so tight," he groans appreciatively, his eyes fluttering close as he focuses on every breath and whine you make. He savors your sounds like a drug he can't have enough off.

"Yeah, just like that—" he murmurs to himself, almost lost in his own pleasure, "Let me hear you fall apart for me."

Your high hits you like a tidal wave — legs trembling, mouth parted in ecstasy, and a hoarse, gutural moan of 'Matt' tearing from your lips like a prayer, his eyes burning dark at the drawn-out sound.

Grunting, his pace doesn't falter as you start to come down from your release — in fact, it only increases. Overstimulation crashes over you as he continues to fuck you senseless, gasping raggedly, a little too close to his ear for him to even consider pulling back. "It's too— Matt! fuck, too much—"

"You can handle one more, can't you, baby? Need to— to hear you moan my name like that again," his husky words halter yours with need, his relentless rhythm making it clear he has no intentions of slowing down anytime soon.

You can't do anything but fucking take it. Loud moans spilling from your lips just like he wants it, knowing full well that he could keep going all night just to hear your pretty sounds.

nya's notes: I took too long to finish this and now I'm horny for matt yayy

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Some of you guys tire me frl. Yes the triplets have surely jerked off before like what? They are grown men. Mostly they care about Matt and Chris, I hate to be the one to tell you but yeah they definitely watched porn before and probably had sex before and what about it. Some of you act like they owe you something and it’s so embarrassing, not talking about everyone but THOSE ‘fans’ who are just really weird. They don’t know you, they won’t marry you, they won’t date you, they won’t fuck you and they won’t make you their baby mama. Like i be the first one to say ‘my husband’ when talking about Matt but obviously it’s a joke? Idgaf if Matt has a girlfriend id actually be happy if he’s happy. Like I say that actors in movies are ‘my man and my girl’…. I don’t mean it literally. Just mean I like them lmao but some of yall go toooo far!!!!! Feeling like you actually are dating them and they owe you explanation and actually getting jealous when they breathe near a woman is not normal!!!! Maybe talk to someone about it!!!! Go to therapy!!!!

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Apart from that I love this app sooo much yall are such good writers I could never🩵

(I’m I gonna get insulted? who knows.)

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Tumblr what the fuck is this update.

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ew update.

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I really want a fucking churro

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If your gonna follow me just to unfollow me when i follow you back just don’t bother. don’t even tryyyyyyyy my gofdddd.

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Promiscuous

Promiscuous boy, you already know That I'm all yours, what you waiting for?

{Smut ! rough ass sex ! Holy degrading ! Use of slut, baby, ma ! This is for @bernardsbendystraws music writing challenge<3}

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“Yeah, you like that?” He teased, pounding into her. The bed freaking with every rough thrust. “Chris!” she moaned as he speed up his movements, changing angle slightly to make her whine. “Feels good huh baby?” He grunted, she whined throwing her head back biting her lip.

“Fuck chris please, please” She screamed as he practically fucked her into the bed. “Yeah fucking slut, who owns this pussy?” He said drawing pretty circles on her aching clit.

“Answer me baby, or you’re not cummin” He smiled softly folding her legs further into her tummy increasing the angle little by little just to see her go crazy. “Fuck chris, you, you own it please!” she cried her orgasm approaching rapidly. “Go ahead baby, know you wanna” He whispers in her ear. “Shit” She moaned, her eyes rolling, legs buckling, toes curling.

It ripped through like no other, the most powerful orgasm she’d ever had. “Fuck chris.” She screamed as he punched into her, helping her through the high. “Fuck baby i’m cummin” he moaned his thrusts falling sloppy, and his body tensing with his final thrust. “Shit ma” he groaned his load shooting hot ropes into her fucked out core.

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a/n: This is kinda ass but i just wrote a seven paragraph essay and really did not have it in me, But enjoy beautiful bitches!!!<3

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WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WITH STURNIOLO TUMBLR, AND HOW DO WE FIX IT?

im actually sick and tired of all the bs on this app and I'm being fr.

there has been sm drama, and trust, I've had my fair share of it and this seems hypocritical but it gets to a point where you get tired of the shit.

im tired of getting into drama, ive told my close friends on here that, I've said it to myself so many times and I've been actively avoiding getting into shit that could get me into drama.

it's fucking draining.

im sure you guys are tired of seeing the drama, and i can understand why. you come on this app to get away from drama, you come on this app to kick your feet and giggle with your friends.

it seems like tumblr has become a cesspool of copying, hate, expose acct, and wild ass anons.

i wanna give my thoughts on all of those.

copying:

i really don't get it. like actually. you have writers on here who work hard, spending days trying to work out a fic/new au, only for someone to copy the idea with no credit, or they flat out copy and paste. its so frustrating and im being fr when i ask, what do you get out of copying like that? do you get off on upsetting people or getting them riled up? do you enjoy when you get attention even though it's negative? it doesn't make sense and i can't wrap my head around it. writing may come easier to some people and for others it doesn't, that does not give you an excuse to act like that. if you like an idea sm, ask the OG writer if its ok for you to write your own version. if you don't want to ask for reasons idk, at least tag our user or just put the link to the fic to give credit. its really not that hard! most of the drama on this app does come from people copying and not giving credit, it gets the writers in a tizzy, the anons get wild, and suddenly the OG writer is the bad guy.

expose accts:

we have all seen these expose accts and had run-ins with them. i truly don't know why they exist because usually they are made to hate on one person. you don't have to like that person, you arent obligated to like anyone. but making a hate acct for her or simply sending in hate to these accts about her and others is actually insane. these accts are so fucking draining and its like a constant back and forth because most of the shit they post about, its shit that has been addressed A LONG TIME AGO or hold no weight for the convo they are attempting to have. with that being said, its also people you will get into with on here, that will make posts about it and suddenly they allow all the hate in the world to be sent to them and they answer it. am i projecting? yeah i am, because this shit makes no sense. you want tumblr to be fun but you're making posts actively hating on me and others? you want tumblr to be fun but you're shading people and threatening to expose these people as if this is middle school? and let me just throw this in here, i really do hate when i have a bad interaction with someone and they post about it and suddenly ALLLLL of tumblr has been scorned by me when in reality idk half of you bitches nor know you by username nor have i had a convo with you. so how have i scorned you? the answer is most of yall havent been scored by me or others, you may just not like us and it's fine. but learn to hate in silence, otherwise drama is all we are going to see.

hate/wild ass anons:

CHILLEEEEEEEE, let me tell yall something. i truly do believe the wild ass anons are the main people starting shit and let me tell you why. anons have the ability to hide behind a damn screen, the drama hungry ones literally get off on going into peoples inbox and sending hate about that person, or other people. they know who will react and who wont. ive had anons come in my inbox saying someone copied me, and then i go check and there is literally nothing there. I've had people come in my inbox saying wild shit to me because they feel like they can cuz they arent saying it with their chest off anon. its crazy because truly, what makes them think they could act that way? it's not ok and it's draining seeing so many people hide behind a screen and hate just because they think its funny. ALSO, THE TYPE OF HATE PEOPLE GET IS CRAZY!!! TWWWWW!!! why are we getting death threats and being told we should slit our wrists and get raped? why are you saying you hope we get tortured and our whole family dies? like fuck, I'm not above telling someone to die, that's something i gotta fix with myself, but I'm never going to outright say disgusting shit like that and wish sexual assault/abuse on you. do fucking better.

BIG BLOG AND MEAN GIRL ENERGY

something that has always annoyed me was when people talk about big blogs is , yall have certain ppl in mind but you don't say who you are talking about when talking shit, but yall make it so obvious and that leads to people going in your inbox talking shit, and then the big blogs get upset and either act out or block, AND THEN YALL GET UPSET FOR GETTING BLOCKED!!! LIKE THIS SHIT IS INSANE!!! ITS ONE BIG LOOP OF STRAIGHT SHIT FROM THE BUTT AND ITS ANNOYING. a block is not that serious and i hate when a big blog blocks somebody, its like fucking presidents day and suddenly its a big deal and everyone HAS TO KNOW, when in reality, no one does! the same way yall block people on insta, twitter, snap, fucking Pinterest, WE CAN DO THAT ON TUMBLR AND IT SHOULDNT BE A FUCKING ISSUE!!! ALSO, im so tired of the clique talk and big blogs being mean shit. i can't speak for other people, but ik I'm not cliqued up and I'm not a mean person. i have made so many friends as of recent on here that i love and hype up constantly, I've always followed ppl back even to the point where i hit the fucking following limit which is 5K PEOPLE!!! i reblog fics all the time, i ask for more parts, i even help people with writing! ik others who do the same so it baffles me when they say we mean girls and cliqued up. we mean cuz we calling ppl out for copying and their bs? we clicked up cuz we're big blogs and talk to each other? im not saying this to be a bitch but it does seem like yall wanna be big blogs as well and you're upset we don't interact with your fics as much as others. and I'm sorry for that and I'm not trying to make excuses but we cant see everything! now to yall points, yeah alot of people stick to the writers they know and hype up the same ones. i will be the first to admit that's not ok and they should branch out and read smaller writers works, ill even be the first say more big blogs should do the same!!! now the big question is,

HOW DO WE FIX IT???

truth be told, there is no perfect solution to anything but this is what i came up with. for copying i want to say, just be original. even if you feel like your writing isn't good which makes you want to copy, KEEP WRITING ORIGINAL SHIT!!! there will be someone out there who fucks with it and will beg for more. if you truly do wanna do your version of someone else's fic, just ask. ik for a fact i will say yes and reblog and hype you up! for expose accts, block them and move on. lets stop entertaining them. they don't deserve our time and they feed off the attention. less attention they get, less of them will pop up. of course ppl will still interact and send them stuff about people, but we gotta learn to just ignore. for hate and anons, same with exposing accts. block and move on. i would tell everyone to turn off anons forever but that wouldn't be fair to the anons that actually act right and they don't deserve to have that taken from them. for big blogs what i can say in regards to big blogs is, lets do better for the other writers on this app. if you don't already, start interacting with smaller writers and hyping them up!!! ik when i was just starting out that their words of encouragement would have helped me a lot! as for the people who dont like the bigger blogs or wish we would do more, you don't have to like us, but don't send hate about us to others. truth be told it makes us not want to interact with anyone but our close friends and that's when drama starts and the community starts dividing.

i want better for this community, and again, i have had my fair share of drama. i can own up to that, but i can understand and see when change needs to happen and I'm ready for that change and I'm ready to get back to being a fun community.

you dont have to like me at all but i do hope what i said in this long ass post can at least be something we mutually agree on.

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Chris just can't keep his hands to himself

࣪˖ ִ⭑ ࣪ warnings : 18+, smut w/o plot, fingering, (eventually) getting caught, dirty talk

When Chris had complimented you in your new, pretty sundress, teasing that he'd totally find a way to finger you with the much easier access, you didn't think he'd be stupid enough to do it in the worst fucking place imaginable.

Of course, you thought wrong.

Different seating arrangements were made to accommodate Nick's comfort, leaving you and Chris to sit in the back of the car whilst Matt and Nick chatted away with one another to the camera upfront, making a new car video for the channel.

At some point, you and Chris had turned quiet, instead letting Matt and Nick talk about anything they were wanting to share with the camera. In the silence from the backseats, you hear nails gently scrape against something, making your eyes glance over at Chris's hand and feeling your breath stutter just for a moment.

His three fingers were hooked in the cup holder at the back of the console box, pinky on the outside of it as his thumb pressed on the back of it. His ring glinted on his index finger, his middle and ring fingers flexing and twitching a bit within the cup holder.

Your traitorous brain pictured those long fingers somewhere else, stroking and pumping between your thighs rather than just fidgeting on their own, but you tried to clean you mind of those thoughts, lifting your gaze to look at Chris... only to be met with his pretty blue eyes already surveying you.

A playfully, mischievous little smirk curled at the corners of his lips before he raised his eyebrows, as if silently asking you for something, and oh, you knew exactly what that something was.

You mouthed a silent "no" to him, as if that was crazy for him to even think about doing. But god damnit, your blushing cheeks and pressed together thighs were all Chris needed to unhook his fingers from that cup holder.

Thick, long fingers now found their way sliding into your cunt with ease, his hand as hidden as he could get it underneath the skirt of your dress. Your lips now held bite marks as his fingers slowly pumped in and out, thankfully any quiet sounds muffled by Matt and Nick conversing.

"So wet f' me, ma," Chris cooed quietly in your ear, loving the way you had to physically hold yourself back from making noises, a mean smirk on his lips as he curled his fingers just right to hit that sweet spot for you.

You quickly turned your head away from him, burying your mouth into your palm, sealing your lips closed as blush tinted your cheeks and the tips of your ears due to a slight whine escaping from your throat, only to be muffled against your skin.

Pleasure burned between your thighs and within your tummy, your free hand starting to grip the fabric of your skirt hard as Chris picked up speed a bit. Your heart raced at the risk of his brothers turning to look back at you two, a gut feeling of adrenaline and nerves mixing into one as your knee jerked.

"So anxious, ma, it's cool," Chris assured your thoughts, whispering into your ear once more before pressing a kiss to that spot right underneath your ear, your eyes fluttering just a bit. "They ain't gonna know.."

But what if they did? What if Nick turned his head just a few more angles? What if Matt glanced in the rearview mirror? What if their conversation stopped and the noises spilled without you being able to hold them back?

Nerves sparked like loose wires, you didn't even realize Nick was outroing the video, your body tensing with pleasure and fear at the same time as he grabbed the camera and tilted it down, turning it off.

Chris's fingers curled once more, in an almost teasing manner with the silence, that growing knot in your stomach tightening, your fingers nearly turning white as you internally begged yourself not to cum yet, please not yet-

It was as if the gods were finally in your favor.

Matt quickly made his way out of the driver's seat with the reason being he had to piss bad, and Nick too busy with packing the camera back into his bag at his feet to even look back. You jolted for a moment as Nick questioned you both, asking if you were getting out or not, your face burning hot as you tried to stumble out words.

"W–we uh—"

"Yeah, in a minute, dropped my phone back here," Chris answered instead with such ease, as if his fingers weren't knuckle deep in your pussy right now. You finally let go of your breath as Nick needed no more explanation before huffing and getting out of the car, finally going inside and leaving the two of you out in the garage.

"Told you they wouldn't find out," Chris chuckled next to you, finally turning his body a bit more. God you wanted to hit him and scold him so bad right now, the fucking asshole– but all that came out of your mouth was a whine that had been held back for far too long.

He grinned like a damn kid in a candy shop as his fingers picked up speed, the noises of your soaked cunt starting to become audible, mixing with your quickening breaths and moans, and fuck, it was hot.

"S–shit— Chris—" Your hand, previous on your mouth, gripped the car door armrest tight, your other moving from the skirt of your dress to his forearm, your nails digging crescent shapes into his skin.

"Gonna cum, mama?" He teased against your cheek, making you feel pressed up against the door as you whimpered and nodded your head, before letting it fall back against the headrest. A mewl poured from your mouth as his thumb began drawing circles against your clit, the added stimulation making your thighs start to tremble.

"Soak my fingers, baby, c'mon–" He nearly groaned in your ear, his fingers keeping up a heavenly pace as that knot tightened harder and harder within you, your chest heaving with pants, until Chris's name fell from your parted lips in a choke moan.

Pure, delicious pleasure crashed over you as you gushed around his fingers, back arching from the seat, your thighs clenching around his hand as his fingers just kept pumping, sweet praises whispered in your ear nearly muffled from the intense orgasm.

Your body finally fell slack against the leather, your chest rising and falling with steady breaths as Chris finally slowed down his fingers for you, pressing kisses all over your face like some affectionate puppy, your earlier anger washing away to adoration as you weakly giggled.

"Need to get you more dresses, so fuckin' pretty and accessible," He cheesed against your forehead before gently slipping his fingers from your spent cunt, pressing his lips to yours before licking his fingers clean.

Later...

You and Chris chilled out in his room, the both of you watching some random movie, when suddenly you'd heard Nick's voice booming from his room.

"YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING GROSS!"

It didn't take you long to piece together that he was probably editing the video right now and had seen their backseat shenanigans, your face flushing with blush out of pure embarrassment.

You wanted to absolutely die, disappear out of thin air right then and there, but suddenly you heard Chris next to you, making you glance over at him just to see him holding back a laugh, which earned him a slap to his chest, his loud laugh finally pouring out shamelessly like it was the funniest thing in the world.

God damnit, you hated him.

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a / n : since @brookheartsmatt asked so nicely 😋

i dunno if i like how this turned out, im sorryyy 😭 regardless i hope you guys like it

based off of this clip i need him to finger me BAD

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oh hello!! it’s definitely been a while

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me pulling up to chris’s door rn like

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i hate weekdays tumblr is so dead