gemzyy

[gemzyy]

we need to talk about the sturniolos.

okay, so i have a lot on my mind rn. this fandom feels like hell. i feel like a big portion of the fandom are teens, probably, so here's some things that i feel like MANY of you need to hear, coming from an adult:

THEY'RE NOT GOING TO QUIT.

They’ve been building their careers around their public image after their YouTube channel for so long now. Yes, it’s very smart of them to have another source of income, like Space Camp and Fresh Love. But the brands have clients who are, primarily, their fans from social media. They’re also ADULTS. They know how difficult it is to switch up career paths after a few years. Believe me, it’s a freaking mental horror show to even think about that. Every person who ever considers moving towards a different path reflects A LOT about it. You risk losing stability, source of income and so many other things.

I truly believe they are aware of the struggles that, unfortunately, come with the job because people have a lack of common sense. Sadly, it's a risk that comes with being a public figure. Idk who they are entirely, never met them before, but from what I can see from their videos, I genuinely think that their trail of thought is all about the bigger picture. They take theirs careers very seriously.

NOT POSTING CAN MEAN MANY THINGS.

They could be solving the stalker thing. They could be looking for another place to live. LA is a mess right now because of Trump and the on-going situation, it might not be safe to record a car video outside. Even if they feel like it's safe, maybe their mother asked them to stay at home, for her sake. And even if they DO post something, some people might attack them saying they're being insensitive for posting when LA is burning in the background and the immigrants are going through great risk.

Lord, they might be helping friends or in contact with family members. They might be planning content, which, believe me - it takes time. Creation takes time. A whole lot of. Some of y'all have been complaining about their content anyways, but you want them posting back to back, non-stop. For real, what's your logic? Recording and editing takes time and care. They clearly care about their content. Give them some slack.

They're also passionate about different things. Maybe they’re working on a few solo projects. As they grow older, they WILL feel the need to have things that are a guarantee for their own individual paths and families. Nick might be working on something related to his lip balms, maybe Chris is busy putting a new moodboard together for a new collection, maybe working on his music. We know Matt has something going on related to a solo project. It might be related to his own channel, or even a book or a mental health platform, idk.

Or maybe, just maybe, they need a fucking break. Because people do need breaks sometimes. I'd be climbing up the walls if I could see all of the shit people have been saying about me

Also, since we're here... Let's talk about how UNNECESSARY certain opinions are. It's 2025, there's wars happening all over the world, a fucking plane crashed in India today, killed 300 people, there's kids starving, people with NO access to water, but you TRULY THINK that your comment about someone's appearance is important?

Let me tell you straight: IT'S NOT.

Just because you have an opinion about who grows a beard, their freaking haircut, their weight, who they're going out with, still - WHY WOULD YOU WASTE YOUR TIME?. Why, God, just tell me WHY are we still talking about other people's looks? You know what? Go plant a tree. Feed a homeless person. Adopt a pet. Spend time with your parents and friends. Go to school. Read a book. Volunteer. Do shit that it's ACTUALLY productive.

You should be responsible for your voiced opinions. Even if "it's just an opinion" like y'all love to say, you have no fucking idea of what kind of weight your words could carry for someone else. I don't remember the Sturniolos asking us what we think about any of this. It might not lead them to the extreme, but it can take a tool. They might lose confidence, trust in their audience... So... Maybe.. just go work on yourself? Like, are u going through any problems? Because i'd love to introduce to you the mirror theory. You say shit about others, but you're actually reflecting what you see in yourself.

I miss them. I do miss the videos, but life happens. For many different reasons. I'm grateful I can access the podcast. I can rewatch their content whenever I want. Nick posted some pics today. They seem to be healthy. That's what matters, right? RIGHT?

My point is: give them the benefit of doubt. practice some patience. fuck, practice SILENCE, for once.

I know they're important for many people, i get that they have saved lives by bringing you happiness. But listen to me. I got diagnosed with a tendency to form parasocial relationships. So, coming from me, with all the love and care in the world, little tiny hearts around: get some help for this. trust me. it's not a healthy path. there's professionals that can help, like they've helped me. You can't depend your whole life on someone that's on your screen.

if you miss them, you can always read something on tumblr and help out a writer by reblogging. check out my profile for that. check out the community, the hashtags...

and that's all, folks.

much love. let's heal this fandom.

[gemzyy]

[gemzyy]

fuck nudes send bicep pics pls

[gemzyy]

˖°. too good- m.s ˖°.

contents: smut. pnv. riding. possessive dom!matt. orgasm control. overstimulation. praising/degradation (?) inspo from here!

you start out on top—bare thighs straddling his hips, nails biting into the broad slope of his shoulders as you try to move the way he likes. try. because your pace is never fast enough. never deep enough. never fucking good enough for him.

and he lets you know it—with that little smirk he gives right before his hands clamp down hard on your ass, fingers digging deep enough to bruise. there’s no warning, no softness. he jerks you down, hard, the full stretch of him punching the breath out of your lungs like you weren’t prepared, like you haven’t done this before. and yet—it still shocks you. every time.

he groans when your cunt clenches around him, sharp and needy. “oh, you like that, huh? can’t even ride me right, but you’re so damn greedy for it.” he’s laughing now, but it’s not mean. It’s worse—fond, like he adores the way you twitch on his cock, like your helplessness is his favourite thing.

your body trembles, slick and overstimulated, heat coiling low in your gut. he knows. of course he knows. he fucks like he can feel every nerve in your body, like he owns them.

“you’re shaking, sweetheart,” he coos mockingly, pinning your hips down as he slams up into you again and again, thick and fast and devastatingly perfect. “that mean you’re close? you gonna cum just from this?”

you whimper, your nails scraping down his chest as your vision blurs. your voice is nothing more than a desperate plea—broken syllables and wet gasps. he grabs your jaw, forces you to look at him. he watches you, lips parted, flushed and panting beneath you like you're a gift he doesn't know how to deserve, even while he's the one fucking the sanity from your bones. “that’s it,” he coaxes, voice frayed with restraint. “you feel that? taking me so good—god, so good, can’t even think—”

you can’t. Think. not with how he’s rolling you onto him, guiding your body like it belongs to him. your voice cracks in a whine as you try to speak—his name, maybe, or more, or please, or nothing at all. it’s just noise now, needy and sweet and breathless.

matt’s gaze snaps to your face, and something in it breaks, like he’s never going to get enough of the way you look when you're falling apart just for him. “you sound so pretty like this,” he breathes, thumbing over your jaw before guiding your forehead to his. “you always do when you’re close. you gonna fall apart for me, sweethart? huh?”

your head nods, desperate. “y-yeah, I—hahh—’m, ‘m gonna—please, matt—” the words come out broken, drawn out in soft little sobs that don’t sound like you anymore.

he curses under his breath, and you feel him twitch inside you. “fuck—hold on for me, just a little longer. you can do that, can’t you? be my good girl?”

your answer’s not really words—just a string of high sounds and a full-body tremble—but he takes it, dragging you down flush and grinding into the deepest spot inside you until your eyes flutter back and your whole body stutters like a glitch. stars burst behind your eyelids.

“matt—matt—” you choke, clinging to him like you’ll float away otherwise.

“i got you,” he whispers against your temple, voice shaking now too, his own pace faltering as he loses himself in the heat of you. “always got you.”

and when it finally hits—white-hot, shattering—you swear the world doesn’t fall apart. It falls perfectly into place.

a/n: i saw that post and HAD to write this.

taglist: @sweetshuga. @strnilolover. @sturnmeovr. @marrykisskilled. @cherryystemm

©sagesturns☆

[gemzyy]

hey everyoneee! i doubt anyone will see this but im putting it out anyways!! also if you do see it pls reblog or something idk

i've been shadowbanned i think??? and im trying to get my account back but idk how this works so it'll be awhile before anything.

basically i can only message people from my side blog and i cant comment at all

im lwk crashing out but i have faith in tumblr support

[gemzyy]

he’s hot but he needs to do something silly every five seconds or else he’ll DIE

[gemzyy]

"i wanna marry her"

-matt sturniolo

summery: matt gets his wisdom teeth removed.

requested by: @ikyoudreamofme 💋

Matt had never been great with hospitals or anything remotely medical. So when he stumbled out of the surgeon’s office—cheeks puffy, eyes glazed, and drooling just a little—it wasn’t surprising that he was more than a little out of it.

You barely had time to thank the nurse before he spotted you in the waiting area and stopped dead in his tracks, swaying like a newborn deer.

“…Whoa.”

You blinked. “Matt?”

He just stared.

Then, like he’d never seen you before, he whispered, awestruck, “You’re so pretty.”

Your mouth twitched. “Babe. It’s me.”

He frowned, dazed. “Wait. Are you my nurse?”

“No, I’m your girlfriend,” you said gently, stepping forward to steady him as he teetered.

His jaw dropped—as much as it could, considering the gauze in his mouth. “I have a girlfriend?!” he exclaimed, like this was both the best and most shocking news of his life. “No way. No freaking way.”

“Yes way,” you laughed, helping him into the passenger seat of your car.

He stared at you the whole time you buckled him in, like you’d hung the stars in the sky. Then, very seriously: “Do you think she’s nice?”

You raised a brow. “Your girlfriend?”

He nodded, cheeks stuffed like a chipmunk.

“Very nice,” you said.

“And pretty?” he mumbled through gauze.

“I guess so.”

He melted into the seat, utterly content. “I wanna marry her.”

You smiled, heart soft. “I’ll let her know.”

He blinked slowly, like the meds were winning. “Wait… what’s her name?”

You paused. “It’s me, baby.”

Matt blinked again. “No way.” Then he gasped. “Oh my god, I have a girlfriend and it’s you?!”

You laughed harder than you probably should have.

But it was the look on his face—pure wonder, pure joy—that made you pause.

Even when he forgot, he still chose you.

“Yeah,” you said, brushing his hair back from his forehead. “It’s me.”

He beamed. “I think I love you.”

You leaned down, kissed his forehead. “I know you do.”

He fell asleep five minutes later with your hand in his and a chocolate milkshake in his lap, whispering something about marrying the girl in the passenger seat.

this is very short and not very good but the idea was really cute 😭

xoxo

-𝒜 💋

taglist - @hunyoucantresistme @angeliolo @chrepsi @imgoing-backto505 @ikyoudreamofme @iluvnicksturniolo @mattswrinkleton @shadowthesim237 @sturniolotripletlover @soplaap @emillionaireee @courta13 @joanakaulitz

lmk if you want to be added/taken off the taglist x

[gemzyy]

what is it now bruh

huh wym

[gemzyy]

i swear the sturniolo fandom is prison 💔💔 theres always some drama on here like ho i'm js tryna read chratt smut

[gemzyy]

°❀⋆.🫐࿔･🦢°‧ 𝜗𝜚 𝐃𝐨𝐦 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Author’s Note: The following contains: smut, oral (both receiving), aftercare, spitting, ass slapping, rough sex, & mentions of safe word. All of my writing is completely mine and no copying, using for inspo, or plagiarism will be tolerated.

𝜗𝜚 Loves doggy because it allows Cinnamon’s ass to be on perfect display with both of Chris hands caressing, smacking, and gripping it with enough force to leave marks. This position is where Chris will growl a lot. Lots of growls and groans as he slams himself into Cinnamon.

𝜗𝜚 Throat fucking. He loves it, but honestly Cinnamon may love it a little more. The needy look on Chris face, even though he’s trying his best to remain dominate makes Cinnamon go crazy.

𝜗𝜚 Chris eyes roll to the back of his head when Cinnamon will deep throat him all of the sudden.

𝜗𝜚 Stuffs Cinnamon’s mouth with her soaked panties but the catch is her panties are soaked from Chris nutting in them before she got home.

°❀⋆.🫐࿔･🦢°‧ 𝜗𝜚

Dividers from @bernardsbendystraws 🤍

Taglist @pasteldreams @courta13 @jensturnss @grace-sturnz @chrepsi @sturniolosymphony @emely9274 @lovesturni0l0s @bugs-tags @sturniowhore @riasturns @oopsiedaisydeer @tezzzzzzzz @joanakaulitz @cecesturn @babydollcharsie @bernardsbendystraws

[gemzyy]

need.

────── face fucking ⸝⸝ matt sturniolo

your jaw hurt, a dull ache from the way your mouth hung wide open — lips stretched around his cock that slid in and out of your warm, inviting mouth. “god, so— fuckin’ hot.” he groans, one hand cupping your jaw whilst the other fed you his dick.

your eyes fleet up to his, teary and red — yet needy, like you were begging for more. he can’t help the way your look makes his dick pulse, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he pushes his length further down your throat.

he can’t help the way his hands move to grip your hair, drawn in by the feeling of your tight throat around him. “fuck. this what you wanted, hm?” he murmurs, unable to stop himself as his hips rock forward — slipping his cock deeper.

you can only whine around him, fingers digging into his thigh as his own grip on your hair tightens — holding your head still as he fucks himself into your mouth. it’s gentle at first, deep strokes that have your eyes brimming with tears and lust — but when he sees how much you’re enjoying it, he can’t help but thrust faster.

it has your body hot, feeling the weight of his dick slip over your tongue so quickly — so out of your control as you let him. “jesus, you take it so— mghh — so fuckin’ well.” he grunts out, thigh tensing beneath your touch as he watches your saliva coat his dick every time he pulls back — like it’s the best thing he’s ever seen.

𐔌 ©.STURNSRECORD

[gemzyy]

chris fucking you slow.

chris’ face contorted as he fucked into you at a slow, deliberate pace. his slender fingers held your chin between them, jaw slack at the feeing of your warm walls sucking him in greedily. his other hand cupped the back of your knee to press your bent leg to your chest, allowing him to thrust deeper inside, angling his dick to hit your g-spot just right.

“wanna- shiiitt,” chris began, cutting himself off with a groan when you clenched around him, making it a bit of a struggle to pull back, “gonna make me cum like that.”

you whimpered, brows knitted as you remained lying peacefully on his soft comforter, head pushing into his silk case-covered pillow just a bit more each time his pelvis hit your bare ass. the contact would make a soft clapping sound before he’d pull all the way back to his tip to repeat the same slow, deep stroke. “chris,” you called to him in desperation, words a bit distorted with the way his fingers restricted your jaw movement.

he hummed, nodding as if he knew exactly what you were going to say. “mhm… i know, i know,” he assured, the torturous pace unrelenting, “i wanna give you what you want, baby- fuh… i do. i needa take my time though, m’kay? don’t wanna let up so easy.”

the way chris’ eyes stayed trained on yours as he spoke, all while fucking your tight cunt the way he wanted, was enough to set your skin on fire. his face looked fucked out as he so clearly struggled not to just ram his cock into you relentlessly like he’d usually do, the slower his movements, the more sensitive and intimate it all felt.

author’s note. yea idk how i feel bout this… haven’t posted here yet tho so thought i’d at least put sumn out.

[gemzyy]

I’m licking my screen 😛😛

[gemzyy]

When Sza said “I be so sick of you niggas” I felt that deep in the depths of my chest

REAL

[gemzyy]

the focus of any of this drama should not be making false accusations and harmful rumors about other blogs

Jackson should not harm himself. Rose is not a pedophile. Malia is not a 'druggie.' im not good with words so heres what chat gpt says with reasoning and context.

now can ppl stfu and write chris fucking my throat? thx

[gemzyy]

hi all, i wanted to make one final and formal apology before i go. i’ve been trying to stay off tumblr for the last few days, but i’ve been seeing a multitude of people saying they want me and the other former members of the tripouts gc to deactivate to show that we truly are sorry. personally, i don’t see the reason in that, i think deactivation makes it look like running from the situation. however, i understand why people would want us to deactivate - to show we are sorry and don’t just care about our image.

i’ve been back and forth with the idea of deactivating since yesterday morning. i always said if i ever left tumblr, i wouldn’t deactivate because i want to keep my fics and other writings up. i still agree with that, and for that reason, i’m not deactivating, but i’m abandoning this blog. i was planning to just private all my posts, but i felt like that is the same as deactivating. i can’t say for certain if i’ll return and post on a new account, but i can say with nearly 100% confidence that i’m done posting on mattscoquette. as much as i wanted to leave tumblr on my own terms, i only feel that this is the right thing to do. thank you to everyone who supported be over the last year, i truly took every kind word and compliment to heart. i’m so appreciative for the friends i made on here, whether we talked once or everyday.

before i fully get into it, i just would like to say i am so so SO sorry for how i acted. i didn’t handle any situation in a correct or mature manner. i’m sorry if anything i’ve said made me come off as disingenuous, or like im trying to push this situation off and blame it on association.

i shouldn’t have immediately come to my friends defense when the slur was first posted, even if i thought she was allowed to reclaim it. it was wrong, and i’m sorry. i deleted and left the group chat, so i don’t have any original screenshots, but i can say that i didn’t respond to the text with the r slur. although there was more than one conversation going on at the time, it still doesn’t make it right. it was a stupid mistake that should have never been said or posted. with that said, i’d like to make it known we didn’t call chris the r slur. i don’t think anyone should ever be called that word, joking or not. i can speak for myself when i say i love him, and his brothers, to death. i always joke around about them, but at the end of the day i always go back to them. i wouldn’t have been writing and posting about them for so long if i hated any of them the way tumblr thinks we do.

as far as the group apology goes, there was no ai used. we did check it through grammarly, and used that, which is often flagged for ai. but the original post was not ai, nor were any of my apologies post. i can’t speak for everyone in the group, but mine and the group account’s were not ai.

i would also like to say i���m sorry to anyone my actions or my friend’s actions may have hurt in the past. specifically to cherry (@luvs4matt) and the girls in the sturnholics gc. although i didn’t personally partake in any hate towards that groupchat, it was still given on behalf of a group i was in, and i’m sorry. i’d also like to say sorry to cherry and for the way i treated her, she is a minor and i publicly accused her of copying me when i should’ve handled it privately. it was immature and stupid, and i regret my actions greatly because she still receives hate messages in her inbox on my behalf. i feel terrible for how i acted and handled that situation.

i don’t want to say names either, but there are a few close friends who this situation and hurt greatly, and i’m so sorry to them. i never ever wanted to make friends upset, and i greatly apologize. alongside that, i’m sorry to any mutuals, followers, or ANYONE i have upset with both my actions and the group’s actions.

i will say, however, although i do own up and admit to all my mistakes, i find it very unfair there are people on here trying to run both me and the other members off the app. i’m talking specifically to the tripoutsweirdos account, and rose (@bernardsbendystraws). we made a mistake, owned up to it, and apologized. there is no need to make continuous posts of hate directed at any of us. i turned off my inbox because i was being sent multiple hate messages and threats. targeting people for a mistake that they apologized for is not only wrong and immature, but extremely damaging to the people who were directly affected by the situation at hand. fighting this issue with more hate doesn’t do anything but create more drama, and make tumblr less enjoyable. dragging this out and making it more than it needs to be does no help at all.

in the end, what’s done is done, and there isn’t anything anyone can do to undo it. the only thing is to learn from it, and improve behavior. i am a firm believer in your actions speaking louder than your words. i can say i’m sorry until i’m absolutely blue in the face, but i feel that apology won’t be accepted until there is a visible change in my character. i’m choosing to leave this account behind to show it isn’t about the “clout” or the “fame” one gains from sturntumblr. i still love the triplets, and love to write, but i can do that on other platforms or another account. as appreciative as i am for the space i created on tumblr, i think it’s best for me to leave it to rest now. i always preached about making my blog a safe space for everyone, and i’m sorry if i ever didn’t make it seem that way.

again, thank you to everyone who supported me, and to everyone who held me accountable in this situation. it gave me chance to reflect on myself and really think about how i present myself online and who i surround myself with. i love you all, and thank you for listening.

-rylee

[gemzyy]

tw — mental health, sh, suicide, and maybe some more but it’s heavy topics.

It’s May which also means it’s mental health awareness month.

This generation doesn’t focus too much on topics like this, they say it’s attention seeking, annoying, and draining for the people who have to hear about it. But it’s something so much bigger than it seems.

wether you have anxiety, depression, or are just at a good spot in your life. It’s still important to ask for help, to talk about it.

And if you see someone struggling and not asking for help because they’re too embarrassed, or too scared. Ask them even if they say they’re okay. No ones ever one hundred percent okay.

Just a simple “how are you.“ can affect someone much more than you think. It can make someone feel seen, or wanted.

Mental health for me is big because I’ve lost someone so sooo close to me a few months ago because no one noticed him losing himself, he felt like he had no other choice. And it’s my biggest regret not noticing.

I struggle every day to even cope with it, I do things to myself that aren’t okay and no one should go through or have to do. It’s not me seeking attention it’s me trying to cope with what I have.

And it’s like that for so much people. But you can get help.

Music.

going to therapy.

talking to someone who you trust.

Seeking connections to people no matter how drained you are

You can do it.

No matter how much you think no one wants you here, there will be someone out there who will mourn your smile, your laugh, your voice, everything about you because you’re gone.

It’s exhausting, I know it is but I swear it can get better we all just have to try and help each other because without talking to someone it can never get better.

988, a hotline I use every so often.

Trust me there is someone out there who wants to see you happy.

You can do this :).

You are enough.

You are loved.

You are wanted.

Please stay.