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✮ LOSER!CHRIS AND MEAN GIRL!READER BLURB 0.1

warnings: swearing, suggestive comments and content, smoking, mentions of drinking, talks of a car crash, mentions of harder drugs [ cocaine ].
it was nearing midnight when y/n had called chris, demanding that he meet her at the 7/11 in the middle of their two communities that was a little over a ten minute walk or skateboard ride. chris knew she wanted him to buy her a pack of malboro reds, knowing that the manager would snitch on her to her dad, despite her being twenty-two. chris, dejectedly, agreed. unable to find it in him to deny her demands that she uttered in that sickly sweet voice that made his head spin and blood rush to his cock.
chris swerved between the few pedestrians that littered the sidewalks, pushing himself forward with his right food as he huffed his strawberry elf bar, yet another thing that y/n had gotten him hooked on. he had been avoiding her for the last few days, given their last interaction, he was stumbling around the party that they were both at, hoping to find her but after he opened the door to the basement and went down a couple steps, he had caught her face first in the table, a dollar bill rolled tightly between her fingers as she snorted the thin lines of powder. as she tilted her head back, letting the drug flow into her system, she made eye contact with chris, her heart slightly breaking at the saddened look in his eye.
but in true y/n fashion, she was quick to glare at him and roll her eyes, tuning back into whatever conversation had been going on before chris came down, but when she looked back toward the staircase, she was met with an empty spot where chris had been. the look that had glazed over his eyes stirred up the guilt in her stomach, the bitter feeling eating away at her that she forced herself to ignore.
as she stood out the 7/11 she told chris to meet her at, she felt her stomach swirling with butterflies, both out of nervousness and excitement, she was excited to see him, hoping they could head back to his place, smoke a blunt or two, and then fuck, but as chris approached, his shoulders taut and his forehead creasing in frustration, she worried that she wouldn’t be getting what she wanted.
“hey, here’s the cash, you know what to grab right?” she hums, grabbing a couple twenties from her purse, folding it into chris’ hand as he nods curtly, not wanting to spend too much time talking to her. he’s in and out of the convenience store in the blink of an eye, tossing three of the four packs into her hand, keeping one for himself as he picks up his board.
“what you’re not gonna stay and talk?” she pouts, hoping to somehow convince him to stay.
“what would i say? it’s not like you listen anyway, y/n.”
“wow no princess or sweetheart, i really must’ve made you mad.” she chuckles, trying to lighten the tension between them as he stares at her with a miffed expression.
“you did, i never sold that shit to you for a reason, y/n. that shit is dangerous and i actually give a fuck about you, whether you want me to or not.” he sighs, rubbing a hand along his jaw, ignoring how it clicks in frustration as she rolls her eyes, stepping closer to him.
“i know, okay. i know, and i’m sorry. i just wanted them to keep liking me. i won’t do it again, i swear.” she mumbles, knowing full well that she was just trying to manipulate him so he would take her back to his place, but she also knew she didn’t have her claws in him just yet.
“if you wanna convince me, you gotta try harder than that, sweetheart.” he chuckles, stepping close enough to her for their chests to touching, his eyes not straying from hers as he tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.
“i pinky promise.” she giggles, sticking out her pinky to him, watching as he loops his around hers before he leans down to whisper in her ear.
“okay, let’s head back to mine, you’ve got some making up to do.” he hums, his lips ghosting along the shell of her ear, sending shivers down her spine as she swallows thickly and nods.
STARS CORNER i’m excited for the next lil segment of this series
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…. Silently freaking out as one of my favorite writers on this app just followed me 🫣
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I wanna write more- but I actually have no motivation.
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I hope each and every one of you had a good day today and have a great day tomorrow.
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Lowkey I wanna write more and post more but after all this drama and shit. Hell no.
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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.
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guys- showing Matt you got a back tattoo and him being overly obsessed with it.
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Dude- I think talking to ai bots all day is my new hobby sadly /hj
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IMPORTANT WARNING!!
There’s an account on here being hateful and cruel. It’s some type of “Sturniolo police” but they are literally just bullying people for fun. I’ll link some of the ss from their account below. Please block & report. DO NOT GIVE THEM THE ATTENTION THEYRE SO DESPERATE FOR!!
PLZ LIKE AND REBLOG IF YOU CAN!!
A note to the account if they somehow see this—you’re embarrassing yourself. The triplets have voiced how little they care about being sexualized. MULTIPLE TIMES. Also, why would you feed into it then? It’s clear you’re just doing this for attention and that’s honestly sad. Nick, Matt, and Chris would never appreciate this type of behavior from fans. Leaving hate comments, fat-shaming, and being a bully isn’t cute. You’re not protecting them. You don’t even care what people post on here if it’s sexual or not—you’re just being a bully. I hope you can find something in life better than doing this for fun. I hope you get a life.






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screaming into my pillow right now wtf!
HIM & I (a mafia!matt sturniolo au)
alternate universe (au): a setting for a work of fanfiction that departs from the canon of the universe that the fan work is based on



in which: you finally reunite with your childhood best friend after 5 years, only to realize he's not the person you remember. and yet, that doesn't stop the almot euphoriclike pull you feel towards him...a collection of headcanons, blurbs, and oneshots about mafia!matt x childhood best friend!reader ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧
⋆˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ about the au headcanons blurbs oneshots inbox
note: this idea is 100% my own! please do not use or copy this idea without my explicit permission. feel free to come chat with me about this idea at any time, i'm so excited to share it with you <3
© bratzforchris, 2024
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Can we all agree Matt is Lana coded?? I love that women
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if anyone’s interested , I have a age regression blog as well :)
@small-river !
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lowkey writing a Matt fic about this song so
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The fact I only watched that video to see Matt for 5 seconds is crazy-
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WARNING ‼️ (suicide mention)
There is someone going around on anon spreading lies about a fandom member taking their life this morning. It’s a sick joke and it’s not funny. Please block this anon and don’t give them anymore satisfaction of spreading such a sick rumor.
Likes / Reblogs / Interaction appreciated. Please spread the word if you can.
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Considering writing pure angst with Matt.
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And this is why I stay off this app.
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