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Party

possessive!Matt x reader

Summary:

While at a party some drunk guy doesn’t seem to get the hint that you’re taken.

Warnings:

Drinking, possessive and jealous Matt, shy/awkward reader, pet names used by stranger(Pretty girl, baby girl) and Matt (babydoll, sweetheart, princess.), suggestive, protective Nick, not proof read!!! Kinda shit!!

Reader , Matt , stranger , Nick

A/N: Writers block is KILLING me rn. 😭

The bright, flashing lights, along with music blasting, filled the club. You had just walked away from Matt, Chris and Nick to get yourself a refill of your drink.

As you stood next to the bar and waited for the bartender to return with your drink, you felt someone brush up behind you. Turning around, you saw a man you’d never seen before; he was about 5’5”, had dirty blonde hair, green eyes, pale skin, and looked tipsy. He stared down with a cocky smirk, “Hey, pretty girl, what’s your name?” His voice was slurred, very drunk. “Uh.. my name’s Y/N.” You replied awkwardly, all you wanted was your drink then to return back to your boyfriend and his brothers. “Pretty name for a pretty girl.” He teased, making you internally cringe. He reached his hand forward to try touch your arm, but you quickly stepped to the side, now slightly away from the bar. An annoyed look spread across the mans face. “Why are you stepping back?” He demanded, stepping up into your personal space. “I- I have a boyfriend.” You stuttered out shyly, “So? He doesn’t have to know, baby girl..” He said, sounding sickly sweet as he grabbed your wrist in a bruisingly tight grip so you couldn’t walk away.

The bartender walked over with your drink, he gave the man a confused look but walked away after handing you your drink. “I gotta go back to my boyfriend.” You said nervously, but the man tried to drag you closer.

You suddenly heard a familiar voice behind you, “She has a boyfriend.” Nick told the man sternly, reaching between you and the man to yank his hand off you. “I don’t see him.” The stranger replies smugly, but Nick ignores him and grabs your hand, pulling you away from the bar and towards Chris and Matt again.

As soon as you got back to the group, Matt’s hand grabbed the side of your neck and pulled you into him, free arm going around your waist, hand on your lower back. “What happened, babydoll? Who the hell was that?” He asked sternly, clearly pissed off, but not at you. “I don’t know,” you mumbled quietly, now feeling safe in the arms of your boyfriend, so you wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your face into his chest, “He kept flirting with me, and was just being creepy.” Matt huffed in annoyance that another man tried to get with his girl. But, he stayed as calm as he can and rubbed your back gently, using his hand on the side of your neck to tilt your chin up, then leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “Do you want to go home, sweetheart? Maybe go sit in the car for a bit?” He mumbled softly against your lips, smiling when you hummed in agreement. “Yeah.. we can go sit in the car for a bit, just us.” Matt smirked and pressed another quick kiss to your lips before pulling away and grabbing your hand, dragging you out the club and into the cool night air.

Matt dragged you over to his car, but instead of getting in the front seats he opens the back door and gets in, you follow and climb into the back with him before being dragged to straddle his lap, having to tilt your head down so you dont hit it on the roof of the car. He smirks and grabs the back of your neck, pulling you in for a deep kiss.

The messy makeout session leads to Matt trailing his hand up your inner thigh, before being interrupted by Matts phone buzzing in his pocket. He pulls away slightly and checks it, seeing a message from Nick that they’re coming out the club now to come home. Matt groans in annoyance, showing you the text which makes you also groan in annoyance.

You both climb out the back of the car and get into the front, you in the passenger seat and Matt in the drivers seat, just before Nick and Chris get into the car Matt grabs your thigh and squeezes it, leaning over to whisper in your ear, “We’ll continue where we left off when we’re back home, alright princess?” You blush slightly and nod, humming softly in agreement, then Chris and Nick open the back doors and get into the car.

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Babysit

A Chris Sturniolo one-shot

Summary: Having to run an errand, and not being able to find a last minute babysitter you message your last resort; your boyfriend, Chris.

Warnings: Not much, just fluff, slight dad!Chris vibes?, reader still lives with parents, baby sister is 1 years old, very short bc I just want to write something😭

A/N: I’ve had so much baby fever recently😭 They’re js so cute hehe

Chris got out of the uber and headed up your driveway, unlocking the door with the spare key he has. He walks into your parents house, finding you, already dressed and ready, and your baby sister, Ayla, sat at the kitchen counter. You turned around and smiled, setting Ayla on your lap as you stood up and walked over to him.

“Hi, baby,” Chris said, kissing your forehead before taking Ayla from your arms and kissing the little girls forehead too, earning a soft giggle from her. “Hi, I really need to go run this errand, so I will see you later, okay?” You say quickly, pressing your lips to the boys cheek before grabbing your bag and leaving the house.

Now alone, Christopher decides to go sit on the sofa and play Fortnite on your xbox, he settles himself into the sofa and places Ayla on his lap, her back against his stomach. He grabs the controller and starts playing, but as he keeps getting distracted by the little girl on his lap who cant seem to stop giggling, so after the first round he switches off the xbox and just decides to stay on his phone with SpongeBob playing on the TV in the background.

As he scrolls through Instagram on his phone, he decides to snap a quick pic of Ayla on his lap and send it too you.

(ignore the tattoos on the hand💀)

Looking at your phone as you got back into your car, now finished with your errand and about to head home, you smile at the cute photo and save it before putting your phone down and starting the drive back home.

You parked your car in the driveway, then got out and locked it before heading into the house. As you walked towards the living room, the voices of SpongeBob and Squidward filled your ears from the TV, and just as you walked in to greet Chris, you found him and Ayla fast asleep. Ayla resting peacefully on his lap, his fingers still in the grasp of her little hand, Chris’s head is on the back of the sofa, lips parted in peaceful slumber.

Slowly making your way over and standing behind the sofa you looked at Chris’s upside down face, listening to his soft breaths and taking in every detail about him, before leaning down and pressing your lips to his in a quick, soft kiss to wake him up. His eyes slowly opened, looking confused for a second, before he smiled and leaned up to get another kiss.

“Good nap?” you teased, trying not to laugh at his sleepy expression as you walked around the sofa to pick up the still fast asleep Ayla from his lap. “Yeah,” Chris groaned out as he stretches his arms up above his head, “Really good nap actually.”

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“Is that my new shirt?”

Chris sturniolo x fem!reader

Summary: Y/N had a habit of always stealing Chris’s shirts, so one day he tries to get her back.

Warnings: Not many, I dont think? Fluff, making out(?), possibly very cliché, pet names (baby, princess), semi-proof read

Chris: Orange

Y/N: Pink

A/N: @sturnioloshacker thank you sm for the help, I still dont think the way I write the “make out’ part is right but thank you anyways😭🫶🏻

I wrote this whilst half asleep too so thats fun :3

11:04PM

Y/N woke up from her nap, not by choice, the loud laughing from Chris, Madi, Nick and Matt had woke her up. She slowly sat up, yawning and stretching as she stands up. The girl throws on one of her boyfriends new shirts, as per usual, and some random sweatpants she wore the other day.

She made her way out of Chris’s bedroom, and as she did she heard her name being yelled.

“Y/N! ARE YOU AWAKE?! COME HERE!” Chris yelled between childish giggles, his footsteps filled the air as he started running towards his room, only to be greeted by a sleepy Y/N in the hallway.

Y/N and Chris stared at each other blankly, before saying in unison, “Is that my new shirt?”

“Chrisss,” the girl whined, pushing at Chris’s chest playfully, “You’re stretching out my brand new shirt!” She exclaimed, a slight pout on her lips.

“It’s fine, baby, I’ll buy you a new one.” Chris exclaimed, still a bit giddy from wearing his girlfriends crop top. Y/N let out a little giggle, rolling her eyes. “You look..” she starts to say, only to be cut off by Chris “Amazing? Handsome? Hot? Perfect?” “sure.. lets go with that..” Y/N replied with an amused smirk.

1:19AM

Chris and Y/N were now cuddling in Chris’s bed, their legs intertwined, her head led on his chest, and his nose buried into her hair.

After a few more minutes of comfortable silence, Y/N looked up at the shirtless boy she was led on. “Did you actually spend the whole time I was napping trying to fit into my shirt, just because I always steal yours?” Chris looked down with a lazy grin, humming in agreement at the girl who’s still in his new shirt. “Yep. I made you laugh, so it was worth it.” “You weirdo.” she mumbled playfully.

Chris smirked, suddenly grabbing Y/Ns hips and flipping them over so he was on top of her, causing a squeal to escape the girls lips in shock. “Chris, what the fuck are you doing?” She asked with a shocked laugh, lightly pushing at his chest. Chris doesn’t respond, he stares down at her, biting his bottom lip as his eyes flicker between her breasts through the shirt, her lips, and her eyes.

“You’re so pretty..” Chris finally mumbled softly, before pulling Y/N into a deep passionate kiss, which quickly turned into a messy make out session. Chris’s tongue pushes it’s way through her lips, immediately winning dominance over hers, his hands slowly trailed her body, tracing the curves from her waist until finally stopping and squeezing her ass gently.

“Chrisss” Y/N breaths into his mouth, Chris pulled away with a lazy smirk, pulling his hands away and wrapping his arms back around her waist. “Night, princess.” he murmurs into her ear, kissing the side of her head sweetly as if nothing had just happened, and then slowly falling asleep.

Y/N laid there wrapped in Chris’s arms, staring at the ceiling, until the tiredness takes over and she snuggles into the boys chest and falls asleep with him.

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IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF TEACHERS PET BY @kvtie444 ‼️ (Ik in that story it’s the other way around but YK WHAT I MEAN.)

(Idk if when I first saw the edit the text was blurry, but it is now so deal with that ig😭)

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personally, I’ve never seen anything about this tik tok. It’s so underrated like wtf?? Chris’s shirt, hello?? And Nicks js being goofy😭

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Lake of lies vs. an ocean of love

A Nick Sturniolo fanfic

Summary: After breaking up with your cheating boyfriend of 2 years, all you need is some love from your best friend, and maybe a bit more than just love.

Warnings: toxic ex, swearing, sub!reader, dom!nick, fluff to smut, oral, handjob, first time writing smut😭 , switching POVS, time skips, like 1 use of Y/N, lots of aftercare

Tropes: Best friends to lovers, slow burn romance

Nick , Y/N

A/N: 🧍‍♂️ I’ve never even held a hand romantically, so as you can guess this will be bad, I’m also not a cis guy so idfk how guys anatomy works, all the stuff I know is from reading smut, C.AI and Chai😽 Hope you enjoyyy

At 2AM, Nick is startled awake from his slumber on the sofa by a knock at the door. He yawns and groans in annoyance and confusion, standing up off the sofa he then makes his way to the front door and opens it up, then he smiles widely at his best friend at the door, before scowling as he sees the tear soaked cheeks of Y/N.

Nick grabs the boys hand and drags him into the house and towards the couch, mumbling mostly to himself “Who the hell made you cry? Was it your stupid boyfriend again? I swear I’ll beat-“ before abruptly being cut off. “Nick.” His best friend, who was now situated on the sofa with a blanket over his lap, said sternly. “He cheated on me, but I don’t need defending, I need distracting. Can you distract me?” Nick paused for a moment, processing what the boy said, then smiling. “Oh, yeah, I can do that.”

It had been an hour now, you and Nick are led on his bed, one of his hands is on your thigh and your head is on your chest, his free hand running through your hair carefully as you watch RuPaul together. After a few moments, you lifted your head onto Nicks shoulder instead, now staring intently at his side profile and admiring every little thing about him; the faint stubble scattered across his jaw, upper lip, and cheeks. The ring in his nostril, the rings in the lobe of his ear, the thin layer of space camp lip balm covering his salmon pink lips. His lips slowly curved into a smirk, so your eyes trailed to his pale blue eyes, only to find them already locked on you.

Your eyes darted back towards the TV, a blush spreading across your cheeks as you tried to ignore his gaze. Slowly, you felt his hand start to trail up your thigh, getting dangerously close to your crotch. His other hand removed itself from your hair, before trailing down your jaw and lifting it to make you face him. He leaned down, lips ghosting yours before skimming across your cheek to your ear. “Why were you staring at my lips?” He uttered in a low voice. “I- well- I was just-“ You started to stutter out nervously, quickly getting cut off by Nicks hand pressing against your semi-hard on through your sweats. A soft whine left your lips, which Nick quickly engulfed in a sloppy kiss.

As you both started to make out, Nick moved you onto your back then straddled you, hand now trapped between both your bodies as he palmed your, now fully erect, dick through your sweatpants. After a minute, you both pulled away for breath, lips still attached by a strand of saliva.

Nicolas smirked and pulled off your shirt, then pulled off his own shirt, throwing them somewhere across the room then quickly pulling down your sweatpants and boxers at the same time too your mid-thigh just enough to free your cock. He reached his hand forward in front of your mouth, “Spit.” he said sternly, which you quickly obliged and spat into the palm of his hand. His hand quickly went back down your body and wrapped around your shaft, making you hiss at the sensitivity. He slowly moved it up and down, before rubbing his thumb over the tip to collect the already leaking precum and using it, as well as your spit, as lube to start stroking faster. You let out small whines and soft whimpers, overly aware of the fact that Matt or Chris could wake up if you were too loud.

Nick giggled and got between your thighs, pressing gentle kisses mixed with harsh biting and sucking across your inner thighs to leave deep purple hickeys, until he got to the base of your dick and started kissing up the vein, before wrapping his soft pink lips around your tip and taking you down his throat, stroking what he couldn’t take. Your writhed underneath him, letting out a strangled whine as your hands flew to his hair, but he was quick to stop you by grabbing both your wrists and pinning them at your left side, then pressing his forearm over your abdomen to keep you from moving as much. “N- Nick.. close-“ You warned, only for Nick to take you out of his mouth, but before you could protest his hand was back, jerking you off with a quick pace, which quickly led to your body tensing up, your back arching and hot spurts of the sticky, white liquid spraying out your tip and onto Nicks hand and your own stomach.

Nick giggled at your fucked out expression, watching you relax back into the bed as you came down from your high before letting go of your now softening cock and heading out the room to his bathroom. Quickly, he returned with a towel and started cleaning up your mess, having already washed his hands.

He threw the towel onto the floor once done and stood up once again, “Do you want a shower now, or in the morning?” “Tomorrow.. ‘m really tired.” “Alright.” Nick replies, helping you pull your boxers back up, take your sweatpants off, and change into one of his shirts, then climbs into the bed and pulls you into his chest, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and pressing kisses onto the top of your head and forehead.

A/N: I tried my best🤗, I didn’t rlly know how to end it. Hope you guys liked it. Also, pls comment anything that could be done better etc., I want to get better at writing, be harsh, idc

Send me requests please, I have no ideas but really want to write today😽

tags: @sukiipjs @mybelovednick @thenickgirl

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Soulmates, pt.1

A Matthew Sturniolo fic✨

Summary: Your best friend/roommate is an influencer and decides to throw a huge party, parties aren’t your thing, but what happens when a familiar boy stumbles into your bedroom?

Warnings: Smoking, drinking, swearing, mentions of doing drugs/getting high, reader and Matt smoke, a few uses of Y/N

Tropes: Age gap (2 years), slow burn romance, friends to lovers, possible forbidden love(toxic fans), soulmates(obviously)

A/N: I’ve had writers block for AGES so this may be bad😞 I’ve also never written a series sooo..

11:00PM, 8th May

The party your roommate had been planning for weeks was now in full swing, lots of influencers, big and small, scattered across the large house. The music was blasting, everybody was at least a bit tipsy, and a few were getting high, including your roommate.

You decided it was a bit too much, so you slowly shifted your way through the hundreds of drunks and headed upstairs to the third floor where your bedroom was located, and where nobody was meant to be. Of course, a few people were up there making out, but not many.

Opening your bedroom door, you headed in and shut it behind you, then quickly changed into something more comfortable rather than your tight dress and heels. You made your way towards the bathroom attached to your bedroom, grabbing some wipes to scrub off your makeup.

You’d only had about 2 drinks, you weren’t drunk, but definitely a bit tipsy.

As you finished wiping off your makeup for the night, you put the wipes back into a drawer then went back into your bedroom, over to your nightstand to get out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, before walking over to your window, climbing out of it and settling yourself onto the roof.

As you carefully placed the cigarette into your mouth and lit it, the familiar burning sensation now in your throat, you looked up at the peaceful night sky, the only sound being the muffle of music from the party.

Taking out the cigarette and blowing out the smoke, you heard a small click of your bedroom door being opened and closed. Confused, you turned to look and saw a familiar YouTuber, Matthew Sturniolo, now stood in your bedroom.

Your eyes tracing carefully over his figure, whilst his eyes traced over everything in your bedroom, then your eyes met. A shy smile tugged at the boys lips, “Sorry.. I know people aren’t allowed up here, I just needed a quick break.” he said in a slightly awkward voice, making a small smirk creep onto your lips. “s’fine. You can come sit here with me,” you offered, opening your window more and signalling for him to come sit on the roof with you, “Only if you want, though.”

Matt happily obliged and made his way over to your window, slowly climbing out of it and sitting on the roof 2 feet away from you. Glancing at the lit cigarette between your index and middle finger, he watched as you placed it between your plump lips.

“You got another I could have?” He abruptly asked, making your eyes dart back towards him, before you nodded and handed him your pack of cigarettes and lighter. Your eyes were completely fixed on his slender fingers as they pulled out a cigarette and placed it between his lips, before cupping his hand at the end of it to block the slight breeze as he lit it.

“You’re Matt, right? One of the Sturniolo triplets?” You asked, earning a grin and nod from the brunet. “Yup. And you are?” “Oh, I’m Y/N.” “Pretty name for a pretty girl.” He muttered under his breath before taking another drag of his cigarette, smirking as he watched your eyes widen ever so slightly once you had comprehended what he said.

“Soo.. where are your brothers?” You queried as curiosity got the best of you, but you only managed to earn a shrug from the boy.

The two of you sat in silence for a while, until Matt finally spoke up again, “What’s your insta?” You quickly pulled out your phone after stubbing out your cigarette on the roof tiles next to you, scrolling to find Instagram before showing him your profile. Matt smiled and took out his own phone, looking back and forth between the devices as he typed out your username before clicking onto your profile and following you back. And then it was back to comfortable silence.

It was now around midnight, you and Matt both looked down off the roof to see a lot of the party starting to leave as the music quieted down. As you opened your mouth to speak, you were cut off by an obnoxious yell of Matts name, presumably from one of his brothers wanting to go home.

Matt looks towards you, “That’s me, I guess I’ll see you around?” “Or you could text me later?” you reminded the boy as he started to climb back through the window and into your bedroom, hearing a slight giggle escape his lips as he remembered he had your instagram now. “Yeah, I’ll text you later then.” He restated before gently grabbing your hand to help you back into the room, you stumbled slightly and fell against his chest before quickly regaining your balance. Neither of you stepped backwards as your eyes trailed up his neck, to his sharp jawline and cheekbones, before landing on the smirk thats plastered on his lips. Just as you go to speak, yet again, you’re cut off by an obnoxious yell of Matts name, now closer you could tell it was Chris.

Matt scoffed and rolled his eyes playfully towards his brother, before letting go of you and, without another word, leaving your bedroom, only leaving you with a wink before shutting the door.

A/N, again: uh, idrk what to put, tell me if you liked this ‘cause I’ll probably make a pt. 2😻 I’m going to London tomorrow (i js realised it’s tomorrow jesus christ😟) and the drive is like 4 hours so I’ll probably post the part 2 at some point tmr🤗

You can send me requests in my asks or messages, I’ll write pretty much anything!

tags:: @junnniiieee07

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I’m screaming. WHO ALLOWED THEM TO BE THIS CUTE?!

LIKE HELLO??? I love them sm pls:( (IGNORE HOW MY CALL GOT SS IN THE FIRST ONE😞)

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guys. I cant. 😟

he’s so fine

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currently writing🤗 More warnings could be added since it’s not finished yet

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Edit:: It has been posted!

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“You don’t hate me.”

Summary: Matt has always hated Y/N, but on Y/Ns birthday with drunken courage she proves Matts hatred for her is all fake.

Warnings: Fluff, kissing, drinking, enemies to lovers(??), swearing, very cliché, possibly angst?, I think thats it.

A/N: I have never wrote fluff or anything like this before, I also wrote this between 5-8AM with no sleep. I read a lot of romance stuff, so uh, it’s probably pretty cliché 😗

“You picked a dance with the devil, and you lucked out.”

Nicolas Sturniolo.

Y/N’s best friend.

Nick and Y/N met in photography club in high school, they were the only 2 in the club, it just made sense that they became best friends.

Nick had 2 brothers, they were triplets. Chris, and Matt.

Fucking Matthew Sturniolo

Ever since Matt and Y/N met, Matt absolutely hated Y/N. He never openly said it, but he definitely showed it. Always giving her dirty looks when she entered a room, making snide little comments, knowing she could hear.

”Was she in a car crash?” Matt asked Chris, gesturing towards Y/Ns purple eye shadow she had wore to a small get together, a childish giggle escaping his lips as he sees Y/N shoot a glare at him from across the room.

It was currently Y/Ns birthday, Y/N was in Nicks room, who was helping her get ready, when Matt suddenly barged in. “Jesus Christ, Matt,” Nick exclaimed, clearly annoyed by his brother walking in unannounced. “Fucking knock next time.” He added, shooting a glare at Matt before quickly going back to helping Y/N with her make up.

Y/N was sat on the edge of Nicks bed, already in her birthday outfit, Nick knelt in front of her as he tried to do her eyeliner.

“Y/N! Stop. Fucking. Moving.” Nick scolded, wiping the 5th failed attempt of eyeliner off Y/Ns eyelid. “Sorry, sorry!” Y/N replied with an excited giggle “I’m just excited.”

Matthew walked closer to the pair, looking down at Y/Ns outfit with a blank look. The girl looked up at him, rolling her eyes “What do you want Matt?” She scoffed, not wanting the boy she hated to ruin her perfect night. “You’re not wearing that.” Matt replied bluntly, as if he could control what she wore. “You don’t have a say in what I wear, Matthew.” she grumbled, standing up as Nick finally finished with her make up look, she started to make her way to Nicks bathroom to check it looked perfect, until Matt grabbed her arm.

“I said, you’re not wearing that, Y/N.” Matt repeated in a much more stern tone, keeping his tight grip on her arm. Y/N glared, but gave in, “Fine, I’ll throw on a jacket.”

The girl grabbed one of her best friends jackets from his closet, quickly putting it on and fixing her hair, then bolting towards the bottom of the stairs where her shoes were neatly placed.

Sitting on the second step, she quickly tugged on her shoes, as she started tying the laces she felt a presence behind her. A hand grabbed her shoulder, and her head immediately whipped around, a sigh of relief leaving her lips as she sees it’s just Chris.

“Hey, Chris, sorry. Am I in your way?” She said softly, quickly shuffling to the side of the stairs so Chris could get past her. Chris gave a warm smile, “Yeah, thanks, Y/N. Love your fit, by the way.” Y/N offered a polite smile in return, going back to tying up her shoe laces.

Just as she got to her second shoe, Matt appeared in front of her, she jumped slightly, her hand flying to her chest. “Fuck me, Matt. What?” She hissed, her head dipping back down as she goes to tie her shoe lace on her left shoe, only for her hands to be brushed away by Matt. “Let me.” He said, his tone blunt despite the polite gesture. Matt quickly tied up the laces, also going back and redoing the right one for her. Y/N stared in shock, and a bit of awe, a soft blush creeping across her cheeks which she shook off as Matt stood up and walked away casually.

At The Restaurant

Everybody took their seats at the table, Y/N next too Nick, Matt across from Y/N, next to Chris.

The waiter brought out the menus, “Anything I can help you with tonight?” He asked politely, walking away after the 4 of them shook their heads ‘no’. Everybody quickly ordered their starters, and a drink. They had ordered 2 garlic breads for them all to share, one plain, one cheese. Y/N had ordered a raspberry lemonade, Chris a Pepsi, Matt and Nick a classic lemonade each.

The starters and drinks quickly came, as the waiter walked off, Matt stood up, brushing his hands down his thighs quickly. “I’ll be right back.” he said, kicking Y/Ns ankle under the table with a smirk before walking off to find the bathrooms. Y/N scoffed and rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her raspberry lemonade through the crappy paper straw “I hate him, he’s such a dick for no reason!” She exclaimed. Chris looked at her with an amused smirk, “That’s just how he is with you. Are you not used to it by now?” “Well- no..” Nick chimed in, “You should be used to it by now, Y/N.”

Midnight

The restaurant was good, but Y/N wanted to end her birthday partying with random strangers, which is why she was currently drunk in the middle of a clubs dance floor with Matt staring at her from across the room.

Matt finished his can of coke, throwing it into the trash can he made his way over to Y/N, seeing how she was so drunk she could barely stand. As Matt got close, Y/N stumbled over her own feet, and Matts arms instinctively wrapped around her waist to hold her up.

“What are you doing?” Y/N slurred, even though her vision was blurred she could still tell it was Matt by his cologne. “I’m gonna dance with you.” Matt replied, innocently putting his lips right next to the shorter girls ear so she could hear him over the blaring music, his hot breath against her neck. Unbeknownst to Matt, the girl wrapped in his arms had blushed bright red from how close the 2 were.

After about 10 minutes of Matt and Y/N dancing, Matt started leading Y/N outside to his car, his arm firmly around her waist, leaning her against his body so she could stand up.

“You get in, I’ll text Chris and Nick to get out here so we can go home.” Matt said, helping Y/N into the passenger seat then going round the car and getting into the drivers seat. Matt pulled out his phone, dialling Nicks number. The quiet hum of the ringing phone filled the car, along with muffled music from the club as Matt rolled down the window slightly for some fresh air.

Matt glanced at Y/N, noticing her gaze already on him. “What?” He asked in a slightly amused tone. Y/N let out a drunk giggle, “You don’t really hate me, Matt.” She said drunkenly, Matt scoffed and rolled his eyes, “Yes, I do.” he said, though he was clearly lying.

Y/N, wanting to prove herself right, leaned forward and connected her lips to Matts in a soft kiss, “You dont hate me.” she mumbles against his lips after not being pushed away, then pulling away as if nothing happened.

“Y/N- I-“ The now nervous boy stuttered out, a blush spreading across his pale cheeks, but before he could say anything he was cut off by Nick’s voice through the phone, “Hey, what’s up?”

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me accidentally insulting everybody I meet 💀

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NIC?! HELLO?!

MATT TOO?!!

I’M ON MY KNEES. 🧎🧎🧎

WHY ARE THEY SO FINE BRO. IT ISNT FAIR.

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Currently writing an enemies to lovers 😽

summary doesn’t rlly make sense but yk

May include smut, could make it into a longer series and not js a oneshot, idk. Opinions? i like writing slow burn stuff so😭

Also if u do wanna read it, comment to be tagged^^

Edit :: I’m definitely making it a smut, if it’s a series the first part will at least very suggestive, but there will also be a lot of fluff, and possibly angst (But I’ve never writ angst, so it’ll be bad)

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Rules

🪐 - Fluff

✨ - One shots

🔥 - Angst

❤️‍🔥 - smut

📚 - Series

Send me requests please! <3

Nicolas Sturniolo

🪐✨ - “Tired?”

🪐🔥 - “Stop kissing boys in the street.”

🪐 - Snaps with bf!Nic

❤️‍🔥🪐 - Lake of Lies vs. an Ocean of Love

Matthew Sturniolo

🪐 - “You don’t hate me.”

🪐📚 - Soulmates, pt.1 , pt.2 coming soon

🪐🔥 - Sleepy boy

🪐 - party

Christopher Sturniolo

🪐❤️‍🔥(?) - “is that my new shirt?”

🪐✨ - Babysit

Own Stories

📚 - “Boo.” ; Character Introduction

📚 - Against My Better Judgment on @loudsturniolos2 ‼️

Last updated: April 11th, 2024

A/N: idk why but my links aren’t working when I put them here, and I’m too lazy to fix it, so this wont have links for a while but it will have the names of fics I’ve written😭

[loud-sturniolos]

hi guys🤗 update abt this fic::

I’m still in the process of writing, but it may take a while for me to finish it bc I’m going through some stuff. I will try get it done as soon as possible, but even tho the votes ab it said make it a one shot i might have to make it a series js so I still have things to publish yk? Sorry if it takes too long to come out😭❤️

tags: @sturni010 @archingforchris

there was another person to tag but its not coming up sorry😭

I’ll try my best to get at least a part 1 out within the next few days