#matthew sturniolo fluff

[sturnsbae]

heyyy can you write smth about matt calling the reader "my baby" in podcasts, videos and even in front of their families without caring who's around?

MY BABY - MATT STURNIOLO

warning: very very soft matt, so if you’re not into pure fluff then this story is not for you!!

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matt never fails to express his love for you. he’s so passionate about loving you, and making sure you know that. one day around the beginning of your guys’ relationship he had accidentally let a new nickname slip, and you fell in love with it.

you were wrapped in his arms cuddled up in his bed as both of you were dozing off. “i love you. you’re my baby,” matt had groggily let slip out of his mouth. the corners of your lips had turned up when he said this.

“i love that nickname,” you had said. so then it became yours. all yours.

~

the guys are recording a podcast episode on happiness and your name is brought up per usual. matt’s face lights up immediately and a big smile appears on his face.

“oh yeah she’s a huge form of my happiness. it’s like an instant serotonin boost whenever she’s around, she’s my baby.” he smiles, not at all ashamed that both of his brothers are around, as well as all of the viewers who will be listening to the podcast episode.

“it’s so cute that you call her that,” nick smiles in awe.

“it’s disgusting nick, don’t lie to him,” chris groans.

“shut up chris, you’re just mad that you’re single,” matt retorts.

~

matt’s phone rests on the center console of the car facing with the screen up. he’s in the middle of talking to nick when he feels a buzz and notices his screen light up out of the corner of his eye. his head turns and he notices that it’s a snapchat from you.

he grabs his phone and leans back in his chair as nick and chris bicker, opening the photo from you and immediately blushing. he bites the insides of his cheeks to prevent a smile, but ultimately fails when chris calls him out on his so called “antisocial” behavior.

“dude get off your phone, stop being antisocial! we’re filming!” chris rolls his eyes.

matt shuffles to put his phone away, not enjoying the sudden spotlight on him. “sorry sorry, i was just snapping my babyyyy,” he sing-songs to piss chris off.

“ew dude! i hate couples,” chris huffs and crosses his arms as he slides down in the passenger seat.

“you’re just mad that matt is cheating on you with y/n,” nick chuckles from the back seat.

“you know what, you’re right!” chris says as he sits up and gets close to the camera shaking his finger at it, “you know what y/n! i’m matt’s passenger princess not you! and i was his baby first too!”

“oh my god,” matt laughs and rolls his eyes playfully at his brothers antics.

~

you were visiting his parents in boston for the first time, and you were beyond nervous to say the least. it was such a nerve wracking feeling to be meeting the most important people in his life besides you and his brothers.

“they’re gonna love you, y/n. you’re my baby, they know how much i love you. they’re gonna love you just as much, maybe even more!” matt reassures you as you both walk a few paces behind his brothers in the airport.

you give matt a nervous smile as you both approach the car where both of his parents are waiting in the pickup line. mary lou quickly gets out of the car and hurries to hug her boys, before approaching you and matt with a big smile.

“hi sweetie,” she smiles to matt

“mom, meet my baby y/n!” matt smiles as mary lou wraps you in a tight hug.

“it’s so nice to meet you, mrs sturniolo,” you smile.

“oh please honey, call me mary lou,” she smiles at you. you then walk off towards the trunk and put your bag into it. as you walk off, mary lou turns to matt, “now i see why you call her that. she’s such a sweet and pretty girl. you did good, matt.”

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i’m sooo sorry if this is bad it was so rushed 😭

[wndxyfr]

stop. the way this would literally be him when he's about to cum. i know he whimpers and is all a whiny mess when you jerk him off. he BEGS you to let him cummmmm.

[bambi-slxt]

soft!dom!matt:

✨ a concept ✨

"is this okay? yeah? okay baby girl," he says with a smile, curling his fingers into you as he gazes lovingly down at your pleasure-drunk face.

"you're doing so good baby, just like that."

"aww...good girl, you look so pretty falling apart on my fingers like that."

"more? baby, you can barely handle my hand, you're not ready for my cock yet. silly girl," as he kisses you so sweetly.

"there we go, mama, that's it..." he murmurs, as if your whimpers of pleasure and erratically bucking hips are nothing new. "let it out, pretty girl, let it out."

"come on, one more for me babydoll," he says softly against your temple, holding you against his chest, your legs thrown out on the bed as he caresses your hair and assaults your clit with his thumb, faster and faster and lighter and lighter until you're chasing your orgasm again and again and again...

finally collapsing, a trembling mess, you curl your fingers into his shirt, tears staining your cheeks from the overwhelming love and pleasure. "i love you, i love you, i love you..."

"i know, sweet girl," he whispers, pressing oh-so-gentle kisses atop your head. "you did so good. breathe, there we go. i'm so fucking proud of you. in and out, through your nose, attagirl. you're such a good girl for me."

"yeah?"

he chuckles and tilts your head up with his utterly pruned fingertips. "you're the best girl in the whole world, sweetheart."

he tucks stray hairs away from your glistening face and behind your ear. "i love you too. drink this," matt says, pulling his water bottle from the nightstand and pressing the cold plastic into your hand. "such a good girl, my god."

he touches his nose to yours and nuzzles you tenderly. "favorite girl in the whole world."

[mattsonly]

Too innocent part 2!

Warnings: not much, starts off a bit smutty but shortlived, just fluff but a lil suggestive! no use of y/n

a/n: seeing as part two was most requested on my poll, here you go :) everyone say ty to the person that requested itttt

Moments managed to feel like hours, hours of heavenly bliss. Matt, comfortably situated inside of you, his chest flush with yours and his face in the crook of your neck, soft breathes fanning your damp skin like feather light touches.

Two bright smiles, so dangerously face-splitting your already warm cheeks began to ache at your evident joy. Finally, finally being where you had wanted to be.

The soft scratch of the boy's stubble against your chin had your eyes searching in the dim light to find his own, of which were already boring into you adoringly.

If you hadnt known better, you'd think the person you were intimate with just a moment ago and the one hovering above you now were two very different people. Matt acted so gently towards you, softly landing gentle kisses to the apples of your cheeks, the tip of your nose and finally a kiss so light onto your lips it felt barely there.

It were as if you were made of glass, as if you were a real angel, which you still were in Matt's eyes. The contradicting pace of his animalistic thrusts inside you compared to his now ever-so-light touches had your mind fuzzy, your cheeks tainted a faint pink once again.

An all-consuming, empty feeling engulfed your body, an immediate shiver rushing over your body and causing goosebumps to rise on your clammy skin when Matt sits up, gently easing his now softened dick out of you. Noticing your face of discomfort alongside the audible whine at the lack of contact has his palm clutching yours, bringing your hand to his face and gently kissing your knuckles.

"I know, i'm sorry but i've gotta get you cleaned up, angel" even his words were hitting your ears like soft whispers, as if hitting a note slightly above a murmur would shatter you.

Your head tilted to the side drearily, slightly nuzzling into your pillow as you watch the brunette walk into the ensuite bathroom, shutting the door slightly to access the towel rack behind it. The sudden running of the tap has you mildly more awake, situating yourself so your elbows are propped against your plush pillows

Only seconds later the water stops, and Matt is exiting the bathroom, a damp towel in clutch as he walks over to you with his all-familiar dopey smile. Upon reaching where your practically limp body lies, soft hands gently pry open your legs and wipe away any remnants of your previous physical activity.

The twitch of your thighs didn't go unnoticed, a barely audible "i know angel, i'm sorry" hitting your ears. After getting you cleaned up and tossing the towel into the laundry basket, a stable arm wrapped around your back, slowly pulling you up into a sitting position. "Want some of my clothes to wear?" Matt asked, a gleam of hope in his eyes depending on your answer.

Said gleam progressed into a wide smile at the gentle nod of your head, him immediately standing up and grabbing some clean boxers and his favourite shirt before kneeling infront of you once again. Your leg lifted a few inches off the ground, slipling into where Matt held tbe wasitband open for you to slip into, after doing the same with the other leg, you stood up slowly on unstable feet, your thighs threatening to fail your stability.

Earning a laugh from Matt, who slid the boxers up your legs and over the curve of your ass, landing a light tap on the area as a signal for you to sit back down after. Complying, of course, your arms were elevated above your head by the boy infront of you to enable him to slip the shirt down your body. Despite your previous actions, the soft hum that escaped your lips had Matt believing you were the sweetest and purest soul existing, his own lips curving into a smile.

After situating himself in another pair of boxers and a plain white shirt, he manouvers your legs from the ledge of the matress, allowing him to slip next to you.

The atmosphere in the room hangs heavy with tranquility and affection as you slip your body to lay atop Matt's chest, the soft drumming of his heartbeat easing the dull fuzz in your mind, bringing you back to a coherent and comprehensive state of mind.

The gentle strokes of his fingers combing through your hair has your entire body relaxing and fingers wandering cluelessly to find Matt's hand. The air in the room was almost opaque, clouded by adoration from the both of them.

In a serene and intimate setting, two souls find themselves lying side by side, their bodies entwined in a tender embrace. The room is bathed in a soft, warm glow, casting gentle shadows upon their peaceful faces. Their eyes meet, revealing a depth of affection that words cannot express. Fingers now interlaced after your hand finally located Matt's, they share a silent language of love, their touch speaking volumes.

Time seems to stand still as they bask in the tranquility of the moment, their hearts beating in sync. The rise and fall of their chests synchronize, a rhythm of love and contentment.

Each breath they take is a shared sigh of comfort, a reminder that they are exactly where they belong. Their bodies mold seamlessly together, fitting like two puzzle pieces that were destined to find each other. In this tender embrace, they find solace, security, and an unbreakable bond.

It is a scene of pure love, where the power of their connection transcends words, and their hearts speak volumes in the silence.

Words lay unspoken around them, an impending conversation of their intimate moment, but both you and Matt choose to bask in the momentary comfort rather than confront all the queries, slowly falling into the depths of a peaceful slumber

a/n: i gotta whip out a thesaurus when i write, count all the repeated adjectives challenge!!😛

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[disturbedwoodelf]

Matt is so slutty I just wanna suck his dick until he levitates and begs me to stop. I just KNOW he whimpers and shakes as he gets overstimulated and the motherfucker LOVES it.

“Fuck, baby, oh my god. Keep going.”

“Are you gonna be a good boy and not cum?”

“Yes, just please. don’t stop. I’m your good boy I promise.”

and as he cums, his legs shake, hips rise and his toes curl as he whimpers,

“oh fuck, oh my fucking god. So fucking good. Oh my god. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

“c’mon now, baby. I know you can go longer.”

“oh god, no- I- ugh- I can’t- I’m- oh- fu- mmmh.”

and as he cums for the second time, he still whimpers as you milk him, he starts getting so overstimulated..

“No- oh- no I can-t go- any-more. It- oh fuck- it hurts.”

And he may want to use the safe word, but he won’t. Because he’s a slutty little sub who loves to push himself.

ANYWAYS IM HORNY BYE

[astrolynnworld]

cramps

pairing: matt x reader

summary: you’re on your period and matt does anything and everything to soothe the pain away

warnings: fluff! period cramps, romance, care, reassurance, wholesome, pet names (sweet/pretty girl)

word count: 717

i toss and turn as i feel my pre period cramps start to form

my period is not suppose to come for another 5 days but my cramps always come first, as a warning

i check raise my head to check the clock and see what time it is

“4:15 am” i see on the tv’s cable box

i lay my head back down and continue to shuffle around the bed to find a comfortable position for my cramps to relax in

“baby what’s wrong?” matt asks me with his raspy morning voice

“my period is coming soon, i feel the cramps start to overTAKE me” i say in soft annoyed tone

“is there anything i could do to help baby?” he concerns

“can you actually go get me my heating pad please?” i ask nicely

he hops out the bed and uses the flashlight off his phone to roam around the room and look for my heating pad

once he pulls it in comes back to bed, i hear him gasp

“what?” i jump in shock at his gasp

“your period.. came”

i sit up to see what he’s talking about and see a whole bloody mess stained into our bedsheets

“oh my god” i put my head in my hands out of annoyance and embarrassment

“it’s okay baby. i just need you to stand up for me okay?”

i get off the bed and start to feel the water works fall out

“don’t cry baby” matt says as he comes over to me and wraps his arms around me

“hey it’s not your fault baby” he tries to reassure

“you can’t help it.. you didn’t know, it’s completely fine. you don’t have to cry, sweet girl” he continues as he starts to play with my hair in the hug

i pull back and start to wipe my eyes as i start to sense that im being dramatic

“here baby, i need you to go wash up while i clean the bed”

i nod my head and make my way to the bathroom

“and hand me your clothes before you go in the shower please”

i do as i’m told then i head to the shower

i continue to wash up as i hear matt enter the bathroom

“hey pretty girl, everything still okay?” he asks

“yeah, i’m just finishing up” i sluggishly say

“okay baby. i changed our sheets and im washing the other ones now” he reassures

i stay silent out of acknowledgment but he doesn’t leave

“is there anything else you want princess?” he asks

“no thank you” i say while shaking my head as if he could see me

“alright..” he says before closing the door

i could tell he feels bad but i just really can’t be bothered rn. my stomach hurts, i embarrassed myself, im so annoyed, and i feel bad that he feels bad.. there’s just too much going on

i finish up my shower and put my towel on before heading back to the bedroom

when i get back i see matt had turned on the led lights, switched the tv to netflix, and had my tylenol bottle set up next to some water

“matt what is this?”

“nothing much. just me trying to distract you from your period” he giggles

“that’s not how it works sadly” i pout as i pop the tylenol in my mouth and swallow some water

“well, im gonna try” he comes in for a kiss

i start to get dressed, not forgetting the pad, as matt searches for a good movie to watch.

“do you want some to eat pretty?”

“is anything even open right now?” i genuinely ask

“only mcdonald’s..” he replies

“then yes please” i smile at him

“your usual?”

“yeah” i reply as i get in bed to snuggle next to him

“it’ll be here in 30 minutes” he says

“if we’re still up” i chuckle

“don’t worry. i’ll grab it for you so you can enjoy it when you wake up and not kill me for letting you fall asleep” he chuckles back

“thank you baby. i appreciate you so much, definitely a core memory” i turn over to face him

he smiles and places a kiss on my forehead, “i love you, sweet girl. don’t forget it”

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[greatooglymooglyyy]

Heyyyyy

I suck at coming up with requests but I want stories so bad lmfao 😭✋

Anyways, I saw that you were looking for requests and decided to throw one over.

Could you do a story that has to do with Matt and a reader who is really artsy and will straight up draw on his arms and color in his tattoos at the most random times?

Hope thats not too terrible an attempt at a concept lol, thanks

🦥

You Drew Stars (M.S.)

contains: fluff, kissing, general teethrotting sweetness, 900+ words

a/n: anon do you even remember requesting this? lmao listen i love you. this is a bit different from what you said butttt i tried.

“You sure you won’t be bored?” Matt asks as he settles in his gaming chair, looking over his shoulder to where I’m seated.

I smile over at him and shake my head at the question. It's one he asks every time he starts a stream when I’m around. “I’m sure. But are you sure it’s okay if I paint in here?”

After I fell asleep waiting for him to finish a game last week, Matt came home with an unreasonable amount of art supplies. I’d been watching Bob Ross videos on repeat for a couple of months- What can I say? He’s a gateway drug- and he thought I'd like to try painting for myself.

“Of course you can. That’s like the whole point.” Matt answers with a smile. I readjust the sheet under me anyway before I squeeze a small amount of paint onto my palette.

As I start to sketch out an outline with a pencil, I hear Matt start his stream and greet everybody. He starts his game up and begins to explain where he is in his game so I pop in one of my airpods and try to focus. After about twenty minutes, Matt swivels his chair around quickly and I look up at the sound.

“What’s on my floor?” He reads out with a laugh making me realize I hadn’t thought to check if I was in the frame. But it's too late now and I’m not about to crawl across the floor so I pop my head up and wave. “Hi, chat.”

He gestures out for me so I stand and go to his side, letting him wrap an arm around my waist. I lean into him, resting my head against his, while I read. “I was painting but I’m just a beginner. It’s not good yet.”

“That’s not true,” Matt says, holding up his phone and showing off his lock screen. It's a picture of a drawing I did on his back a couple of days ago. We’d been watching a movie in his bed when he fell asleep so I’d taken the opportunity to paint Charmander. “She did this in like an hour. I didn’t want to wash it off.”

I roll my eyes at him and squint at the chat trying to pick out a comment to respond to. “Do another one? I should when he’s done streaming.” I say with a smile, going to pull away and lay back on the floor.

“You can do it now,” Matt says, pulling me back to him. “Go get the other chair. I’ll stay still.”

I give him a look of disbelief. “You can’t sit still and stream.”

“I only need one arm. C’mon.” He says, moving me gently out of his way so he can scoot his chair over.

Well, I guess this is happening. I shrug and do what he says, collecting my art supplies and rolling the spare chair over to him.

I decide to try painting tiny planets because they seem easy enough and they fill in the gaps between his tattoos. He smiles when I begin, muttering about it tickling, but then turns his attention back to the game.

To his credit, he does try to keep his promise and stay still, only jumping up or making a big disturbance a couple of times. When I’m done, I sit back and stare at his arm. It’s kind of cute when you turn your head and squint.

Noticing I’m not painting anymore, Matt looks down at his arm and gasps dramatically. “Look, guys.” He says, carefully lifting his arm to show his stream.

I cover my face with my hands and shake my head. “You’re so embarrassing.”

He nods at where his phone lies between us. “Take a picture before I accidentally fuck it up.”

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A week later, I’m still being tagged in edits of us from the stream. Currently, I’m lying on my stomach, kicking my feet and giggling over the comments on a new one. ‘The way he looks at her. God, when will it be my turn.’ As if my ego needed more stroking. Just as I like one asking if I can fight, Matt’s door opens and I look up. I hadn’t even heard them come home.

“Hi, baby.” He says as he pulls off his shirt and opens his closet. My face screws up when I notice his arm has been wrapped in saran wrap. “Hey. You got a new tattoo? You didn’t tell me.”

Usually, the night before he gets a tattoo, he googles images to have a good idea of what he wants. We stay up for hours looking through drafts together so I’m a little sad he didn’t want my input this time.

Matt grins at me, coming over to sit on the bed. “It was a surprise.” He starts to unwrap his arm, wincing slightly, and my jaw drops when I recognize what it is.

With as light a touch as I can manage, I smooth my fingers over the tiny drawings of Saturn and Venus. My eyes start to water as I look up to meet his eyes. “You got my painting.”

“I did.” He says, leaning in close and placing a kiss on my jawline.

“Why?” I ask, in equal parts wonder and bewilderment. “You said you want to fill that gap with something special.”

He pulls back and raises his brows. “It is special. My girl drew it for me.”

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[recklessmatt]

i know - m.s

PAIRING: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

GENRE(S): smut, established relationship au

SUMMARY: matt wants to show you how much he loves you

WARNINGS: smut (like derrr) [hard dom matt, (public-ish) teasing, rough (unprotected) sex, throat fucking, oral, fingering, overstimulation, choking, dumbification]

“you ready baby?” you hear matt ask from the other room. “yea! hold on!” you respond from the bathroom while applying a coat of lip gloss on your lips. you seal the tube before putting it in your bag. you double check your outfit in the mirror making minor adjustments. you head into the room where matt was sitting on the couch, legs man spread. matt is too focused on the argument nick and chris were having right next to him to notice you came out of the bathroom. you walked up to matt and stood in between his legs wrapping your arms around his shoulders. matt looks up at you, then back down examining your outfit. “hi baby” he smirks grabbing the back of your bare thighs. you feel your cheeks heat up from the feeling of his hands on you. “alright let’s get going before you two fuck on the couch.” nick says standing up heading towards the garage. chris follows him not before yelling out an “ew”, leaving both of you alone. matt stands up trailing his hands from your thighs going under your skirt to reach your thong covered ass giving it a light squeeze. he leans down towards your lips, his lips ghosting over yours. “you look so good.” he mumbles against you. he pulls away making you chase after him slightly causing him to chuckle. “let’s go sweetheart.” he says giving your ass a smack then walking towards the garage. you stand there in disbelief, shaking your head then running towards the garage following him. once you hop into the passenger seat and buckle up, you guys hit the road to the party.

while on the road, matt places his hand on your thigh and you, not thinking much of it just ignore it continuing to find songs on your phone to queue. you then feel matt’s hands trailing up your thighs which causes you to widen your eyes and turn to look at him. matt only smirks and glances at the rearview mirror for a second. you turn around to find nick and chris arguing loudly about who knows what. you face the road once again, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath in and out. matt takes the advantage to trace his fingers around your underwear making you let out a small whine which you immediately cover your mouth hoping nick and chris didn’t hear. you turn around to the backseat to find them still yelling at each other which makes you sigh in relief. you face the front once again when you feel matt’s fingers lightly brush over your covered heat. you suck a deep breath in through your teeth when you feel him put pressure on your bud, starting to slowly move in circles. 

you turn to look at matt and he takes a quick glance at the rearview mirror to look at his two brothers in the backseat to find them still not paying attention to you two. matt smirks and removes his finger from your bud which makes you sigh in relief, but the relief doesn’t last when you feel cold fingers touching your bare core. you cover your mouth trying not to let any noises escape from you, but you find it hard to manage when you feel a finger playing with your folds. matt slowly inserts a finger into your entrance lowly gasping when he feels how wet you are. all you can do is grip onto the seats from the pleasure you’re feeling. you let out a small gasp when you feel him add another finger, hitting your sweet spot, making matt chuckle lowly and pump his fingers in and out quickly. 

this continues on for a couple minutes and you can feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm. matt can feel you clench around his fingers knowing you were close and he pulls out at the last second before you can even come. you feel a loss of contact turning towards matt when you see him sucking his fingers that’s coated in your arousal. you pout at him knowing he can see you from his peripheral vision. matt does nothing but grabs your hand and gives it a kiss. you slump in your seat with a sigh when matt pulls up to the house.

once matt parked, all of you guys hopped out the car and walked towards the doorway. nick and chris walk in front of you, you and matt trailing behind hand in hand. walking in, immediately you feel vibrations on your chest from the music blaring throughout the entire house. your friend immediately spots you and runs up to you giving you a hug. “OH MY GOSH HI LOVE, let’s get you a drink babes. hi matt.” your friend says giving matt a quick wave before dragging you away to the kitchen. you look back at matt, blowing him a quick kiss before turning back around to follow your friend.

time skip

time passes by and you have a couple drinks in you not to make you feel drunk, but buzzed enough to make you feel more loose. you’re on the dance floor with your friend, laughing and smiling. you look around making eye contact with matt. you find him staring at you, tracing his eyes over your body, the way you sway your hips to the music. you notice this and smirk to yourself calling him over with a motion of your finger. he complies, chugging down the rootbeer he has in his hand, walking over to you. 

matt is now standing behind you placing his hands on your hips and you reach behind you to wrap your arms around his neck. you both sway to the beat of the song playing, you push your ass onto him, grinding and you hear him suck in a breath through his teeth. you smile to yourself continuing your motions, moving your hips side to side, hands on his thighs now as you move lower on him. you can feel m​​att growing harder on you and you continue to grind on him until matt turns you around to make you face him with his hands still on your hips and you immediately wrap your arms behind his neck.

you both are still swaying to the music together, eyes locked on each other, eye fucking almost. the way you look under the low light makes matt lean in, lips barely touching. matt runs his hand down your body stopping at your ass giving it a light squeeze making you gasp giving him the opportunity to smush your lips together muffling your moan. your lips move in sync, tongues dancing together, exchanging each other’s saliva. matt pulls away and drags you upstairs to an empty bedroom. you follow him feeling excitement shoot through your body.

once you guys are in the bedroom he shuts the door, locking it, and trapping you in between the door and him, diving in for your lips once again. low groans and moans leaving both of your mouths echo the room as well as the muffled music from behind the door. matt runs his hands all through out your body and you lift up your leg, wrapping it around his waist to bring him closer. matt groans against your lips grabbing the leg wrapped around him and trailing it up from your thigh up to your ass. you both moan when you feel him lightly thrust his hard buldge against your clothed heat.

“you know i love you right?” matt mumbles against your lips.

“i know” you reply breathlessly feeling his hands grip your ass.

“good” he says connecting your lips once again and smacking your ass causing you to gasp, giving him the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. both your tongues fighting for dominance as it gets more passionate with every second that passes, he bites on your lower lip and moves his hip to rub up against you causing a moan to escape from you. matt then pulls away from you.

“get on your knees babydoll” he says starting to unbuckle his belt. you immediately obey and help him by pulling his pants and boxers down to have access to his member. his cock springs free, rock hard and the tip dripping with pre cum. you wrap your hand around his shaft squeezing more pre cum out causing matt to let a low moan out. you lick up his length tongue swirling around the tip.

“no teasing baby.” matt moans out. 

you suck on the head, flicking your tongue against the slit making matt suck in a deep breath through his teeth and suddenly thrusts his hips forward. the sudden action causes you to widen your eyes as you feel his length gliding deeper.

“you just don’t listen huh” he says roughly, stuffing his cock into your mouth and began to fuck your throat. you feel the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat with every thrust making your eyes water and causing you to gag. matt grabs your hair pulling it into a ponytail as you dig your fingers into his thighs from the penetration. you moan loudly around him when you feel him pull your hair sending vibrations through his body. 

“fuck baby” he says breathlessly thrusting in and out your mouth rapidly. you open your mouth wider and flatten your tongue more to take him in as much as you can. matt pulls out with a groan.

“get on the bed” he says bending down, grabbing your face to make him look up at him. you immediately get off your knees and get onto the bed laying on your back. matt gets ontop of you and attacks your neck with kisses. you let out a moan when he sucks on that particular spot leaving a hickey or two. you can feel his fingers play with the hem of your top and you reach down to pull your top off over your head exposing your tits. matt lets out a groan and quickly dives in to suck on your nipples. feeling his tongue swirl around the bud gets you more soaked by the minute. he kisses you all the way down until he’s met face to face with your covered heat. 

matt pulls your skirt down, tossing it to the side, then completely rips your panties making you gasp and about to yell at him for ripping them, but you soon forget about that once you feel his tongue licking a stripe up your core. he begins to lap at your pussy and you respond by grabbing onto his hair making him groan sending vibrations up your body only making it more pleasurable. you moan out loud and throw your head back feeling him suck on your clit. matt takes the opportunity to push one of his fingers into your opening. 

“o-oh my god fuck, matt” you say arching your back.

matt then adds a second a finger, pumping in and out along with curling them making them hit the perfect spot.

“s-shit matt” you cry out. hearing you cry out his name makes matt smirk against your core and increase the pace of his fingers while lapping at your bud. “i can feel you’re close baby, you’re getting tighter around my fingers. you wanna cum for me sweetheart?” matt says rubbing your clit and fingering you at ungodly speed. you nod your head letting whimpers escape your mouth. matt chuckles and dives back in to suck on your clit. you let out a loud moan feeling your stomach tighten.

“cum for me baby.” he mumbles against your core.

you squeeze your eyes shut, moans leaving your mouth as you feel yourself cumming on matt’s tongue and fingers. matt groans at the taste of your juices coming out of your cunt. after licking up every single drop, matt sat up over you grabbing your neck pulling you into a deep kiss. you moan into his mouth tasting yourself on his tongue. matt grabs onto your ass giving it a smack making a whimper escape from your lips. he lifts himself off you to remove his shirt and tosses it to the side. 

matt grabs onto both your legs wrapping them around his waist and lines himself against your damp folds. you let out a shaky whimper feeling his tip against your slit. you feel matt insert himself letting out a deep groan.

“fuck, you’re so wet and tight for me.” he pushes himself in deeper bottoming you out. 

matt abruptly thrusts hard into you causing you to let a loud yelp. he ignores this and continues to pump in and out of your cunt at a fast pace. 

“matt” you whine out.

the way you cried out his name turned matt on even more making him thrust even harder into you. you feel his tip hit the sweet spot inside you at every thrust and you can do nothing but grip onto the sheets feeling an immense amount of pleasure. 

“fuck you take me so well” matt throws his head back, grip tightening on your waist. 

“i-im c-close.” you say shakily. 

“already baby? lemme feel you come around my cock.” matt says as he started putting pressure on your clit while pounding into you relentlessly. you moan out loud feeling your legs fall weak and he lets out a loud groan feeling your walls clench and your juices coating his cock. matt pulls out of you flipping both of you over making him on the bottom and you on top of his lap. 

“ride me” he says strictly. "wha-what?” you say out of breath still recovering from your high.

“i said ride me sweetheart.” he says with a dark look in his eyes. you hesitantly obeyed, slowly lowering yourself on him. you wince feeling a mix of pain and pleasure from the overstimulation but taking him all the way nonetheless. 

“that’s a good girl” he mumbles out watching his cock disappear between your legs. slowly you started moving, lifting your hips up and down. the mix of your arousals made you wet enough that matt could easily slide in and out of you no problem. 

matt grips onto your waist lifting his hips to meet yours and starting to pound up into you. he throws his head back with a groan. you whined against the crook of his neck feeling his cock fill you up perfectly. matt continues to thrust up into, his pace getting quicker with each stroke. you squeeze your eyes shut letting moans escape your lips feeling how hard he is pounding up into you.

“open your eyes and look at me pretty” matt says. you slowly open your eyes to find matt’s locked onto yours. you feel your stomach tighten at the heavy eye contact and soon enough your legs are shaking and you’re cumming around him again. matt lets out a groan pulling you in to connect your lips. the kiss was sloppy, messy and passionate. 

“fuck baby, you feel so good” matt mumbles against your lips. he pulls away flipping both of you over with your ass up and him behind you. 

matt takes control and rams into your cunt at a fast pace, this new position making you scream out of pleasure.

“m-matt t-too much.” you utter out.

“you can take it.” matt growls reaching around to grab your neck and pull you up. this new angle makes tears well up in your eyes, mouth agape.

“fucked you dumb huh baby” matt hums against your ear slightly squeezing your throat. 

“uh huh uh huh” you mutter out feeling drool start to pool out your mouth. matt chuckles and quickens his pace.

“mmm i’m so close baby. you gonna be a good girl and let me cum in this tight pussy?” he says squeezing your throat again

“yes yes yes” you cry out, tears falling from your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. matt lets a moan out feeling you clench around him. your legs shake lightly, about to give out from another incoming orgasm.  

“mmm fuck im coming” matt lets out a long string of curses and moans releasing his load into you. this sends you over the edge and you scream out letting your orgasm take over. matt slows his pace letting both of you ride out your orgasms. you both wince feeling him pull out of you. you both lay down on your backs, panting from the intensity.

“you okay baby?” matt turns to look at you.

“y-yeah” you stammer out. matt smiles at you and holds your face with his palm looking deep in your eyes.

“you know i love you right?”

“i know.” you say with a smile

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author's note: hi again, this story was fun to write hehe. i love me some dom matt like yes pls fuck me dumb daddy. i have another fic in the works and yes it is another smut...but like it's a cute lil fluffy smut ogey. fank you for reading mwah kisses <3

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[stvrniclo]

hi hi <3 this is just a lil dad!matt drabble bc he's so cutie patootie ughhhh ✧₊⁺

૮ ․ ․ ྀིა dad!matt x mom!reader ୭ 🩰 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ

you look at yourself as you stand in front of the mirror, contemplating whether or not the white dress you were wearing would be suitable for an outing with matt and your daughter blaire.

"mm.. 's okay, i guess," you mutter to yourself, pretty much. matt sat across from you on the other side of the room, with blaire sat in his lap as he watched her in adoration. "what'd you say, baby?" he asks, suddenly looking up at you through his pretty blue eyes, eyebrows slightly raised.

"oh, i was jus' wondering if this dress is okay," you say, doing a little twirl to show it to matt. "you look so cute, mama bear," matt grins shyly at you. you could see the faintest shade of pink in his cheeks.

"thank you," you giggle, flattered. you finish fixing your dress from the front, but you clearly struggle with zipping it from the back. matt noticed, though, and gently placing blaire on the bed, he makes his way over to you.

"i'll do it for you, baby," matt says, placing one hand around your waist and the using the other to hold onto the zip as he pulled it up carefully. "'s done," he says once he's finished.

"thank you, matty," you say softly. matt plants a kiss on your neck before returning his attention to blaire, who sat with one of her toys in her hand, giggling as she examined it closely. it was a fuzzy sheep, with rounded pink ears and blue eyes.

"you like snowy, sweetheart?" matt said softly, sitting down next to your daughter. "snowy makes you happy?" blaire nodded, overcome by the most adorable fit of giggles. matt looked up at you now, saying, "babe, look! our baby's so fuckin' cute!" the happiest smile played on your boyfriend's lips. seeing matt so happy made your heart melt, so much that you didn't even care to tell him off for swearing in front of the baby.

"you're mommy and daddy's pretty little baby, hm?" matt cooed, softly pulling blaire back into his lap. "you're so fuckin' precious, you know that?"

"matty, cut down on the swearing, love," you finally say playfully, hooking your necklace from the back and slipping into your shoes. matt ran a hand through his hair. "sorry, angel, i keep forgetting."

"it's okay, baby, jus' remindin' you," you giggle, padding over to give matt a kiss. he stands up from the bed, blaire carefully tucked under one arm, the other he wraps around you. one of your hands is placed over matt's chest and you interlock the other with blaire's. you press a soft, swift kiss to his lips, and then you and matt, blaire in his arms, make your way outside, to have a little day out, as a family.

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🪞𓍢ִ໋🍓♡ as always thank u for readinggg ( and i hope u liked it hehe ) !! lots more drabbles / fics / whatever coming soon !! ty for all the likes and reblogs lately, love u all to bits ♡︎

[mattslolita]

melting - m. sturniolo

in which ... a period scare happens in the middle of the night, and matt takes care of you. boyfriend!matt x black!fem reader

warnings ; mentions of menstrual cycle , crying , fluff

"𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒘, 𝒊 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ

a horrible sickness had fallen over you when you woke up in the middle of the night, as you clutched your stomach. a low wail came from your mouth as tears pricked at your eyes from the cramping sensation that spread throughout your lower abdomen.

as you wiped away stray tears, you noticed your boyfriend shifting beside you, and you gasped lowly trying not to wake him.

an almost barely wet substance could be felt in your underwear and your nose scrunched in discomfort — when you pulled the sheets back, your eyes widen and you gasped.

a medium red stain had found its way right under the same spot you had slept in, and tears spilled from your eyes as you seen it. visions of your ex boyfriend filled your mind.

"i-i'm so sorry, i didn't-"

"i don't wanna hear it, you're fucking disgusting!"

"i can't control it, it's-"

"yes the fuck you can, and you will! get the fuck out, y/n."

sobs began to escape your throat as you clasped your hand over your mouth, causing matt to stir in his sleep once again.

upon hearing your soft cries, his head perked up immediately, turning his body around with a concerned expression as his eyes had fallen on your crestfallen state.

"m-matt, i'm so sorry..."

"baby? what's-"

before he could finish a shaky finger pointed out the red stain on his sheets — his eyes widen at first but he immediately looks back to you to see your hands covering your face, but then one hand reaches down to hold your stomach.

"you're so mad at me, i'm so sorry..."

"baby, sh, you're okay," matt quickly soothes you, hurriedly getting up and out of bed and going over to your side. "come here, beautiful."

sobs still escaping your lips, matt carefully guides you away from the bed and into the bathroom which was attached to his room — he stops you in front of the sink, gently grabbing your chin to look up at him.

"calm down love, okay?" matt asks you softly, rubbing his thumb over your cheek, "i want you to get undressed and i'll run you a bath. soak in there for a while and I'll change the sheets and when you're done, we can watch a movie and cuddle. deal?"

"okay..." you agree, wiping at your eyes as you plant a soft kiss to his lips, "thank you."

"no problem sweetheart," matt smiles softly, helping you take your clothes off.

shy under his gaze, you lift your arms when he takes your shirt off for you as well as the rest of your clothing — he quickly goes to turn the bathtub on and put the drainer inside, carefully helping you inside.

right when you eased yourself into the water the warm substance relaxes your muscles as matt is quick to leave the bathroom almost slipping in the process.

knowing your hair could get messed up, matt grabs a stray cloth band off of the counter and gathers your braids in his hand, putting it in a bun likes he's watched you do plenty of times, causing a smile to grace your lips as he pecks your cheeks then rushes out the bathroom.

you could hear shuffling outside the door, as you look out while you let the water fill up in the tub. you see matt pacing back and forth, causing you to giggle.

he comes back into the doorway of the bathroom holding multiple items in his hand, and you widen your eyes slightly.

"s-so i got both the pads and tampons cause i'm not sure which one you wanted to use then i popped us some popcorn, cheese like you like then um i got some oreos too cause i know you like chocolate on your period then i also got the breakfast club for the movie, is that okay?" matt rambles.

you giggled slightly. "it's perfect, matt. thank you."

"of course, baby," matt smiles at you, about to leave again, "now i just need to-"

"hey matt?" you say to him, causing him to stop and look at you.

"yes?"

"i love you," you tell him softly, a smile tugging at your lips as you look up at the boy.

he smiles at you gently. "i love you most, y/n."

lil💌

haiiii i was gonna make this a little longer but got lazy sorry☹ hope you guys like it <3

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[wndxyfr]

the red satin fabric tight around his head, the way you can still see his eyes under it. THE POSE HES SITTING IN OHMYGODDDD, his hands resting on his lap. i know he loves when you dry hump him over his clothes, he watches you get all messy on his pants

[bambi-slxt]

🤍𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐬🤍

𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕨 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕠

𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐲!𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭

𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭!𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭

𝕔𝕙𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕠

𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤!𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬

𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬

[iluvmattsbeard]

where were you? (m.s)

master list

matt sturniolo x reader

VERY STRONG WARNING: SELF HARM/angst/swearing

(please do not read if you are highly sensitive with this subject.)

preview: you were the new student at school. you kept to yourself which caught Matt's eye. he was determined to figure you out.

A/N: this one hits close to home. if you are struggling with your mental health, know you are not alone. you are here for a reason. these type of emotions are tricky to figure out and no one should have to deal with them all by themselves. YOU ARE WORTH MORE THAN YOU THINK. I thank the triplets for bringing me back to life, especially Matt for shining light on the subject and being so genuine. - L🤍

it was early in the morning at school. you just moved to Boston a few weeks ago. you were suppose to start school right away but you couldn't find the strength to do so. you were dreading being in a new environment and meeting new people. today, you had no choice but to show up. the school was blowing up your grandparents phones asking when you will be coming in. so today, you finally showed up.

you walked into the school's office getting your schedule. "name?" the lady at the front desk asks. "y/n l/n" you spoke out quietly looking around. she nods as she looks through a drawer pulling out a small sheet of paper, also grabbing a map. she hands you them as she speaks, "welcome to our school. enjoy your first day!" she says with a warm smile. you give a weak closed mouth smile as you thank her.

you look at the map as you find your way to your first class. taking small steps as possible still dreading being there. you finally stop in front of the classroom door as you put your hand on the handle gently, taking a small breather before stepping inside.

as soon as you walk in, all eyes land on you. you stand there uncomfortably with your heart racing fast. you took their looks feeling judged already. "hello! you must be y/n. correct?" you nod. "great. nice having you here. you may take a seat anywhere." you try to avoid looking around as you make your way straight to the back, sitting in an empty seat. you sat next to a brown haired boy not really paying attention to his face. "hey" you hear him whisper. you turn to look at him automatically catching his blue eyes. "hi" you whisper back looking away after. "i'm Matt" he says still having his eyes on you. as you don't respond, he continues to speak, "uh... I just wanted to introduce myself since we'll be sitting next to each other for the rest of the quarter. we usually do lots of partner work so, I was just hoping to get to know you so this isn't awkward."

you look at him with a blank stare. you appreciated his effort. "I'm y/n" you respond. he gives a soft smile as he looks at the paper laying on your desk. "can I take a look?" he asks pointing at your schedule. you nod sliding it over to him. "I can help show you around." he offers looking up from the paper and back towards you. you shake your head a bit before speaking, "no it's fine." grabbing your schedule. "i'll figure it out." "well I would like to anyways to make you feel comfortable." he suggests. you knew he wasn't going to stop pushing so you later on agree.

Matt walked with you during every passing period before lunch. he showed you where the bathrooms were, where the library was, and where the cafeteria was before walking you to your next class. the last class before lunch. "that actually helps a lot" you tell him with the same weak smile from earlier. "i'm glad" he says with a smile before walking away. you walk into class as you sit down looking at the clock already wanting the time to go faster.

*time skips*

you were finally home as you stand in front of your bathroom mirror sighing. you looked at yourself for a bit. analyzing your face noticing your heavy eye bags. you suffered from the worst insomnia. every night you felt yourself being so tired. but when you shut your eyes, your mind keeps you awake with thoughts you wish you could avoid.

“y/n?” you hear your grandmother say behind the door as she knocks. you open the door revealing her with a gentle smile. “hi y/n. how was school?” she asks. “it went great.” you reply lying through your teeth. you had no choice but to lie. you didn’t feel the need to throw your negativity onto her. you always kept your own thoughts to yourself. especially around your grandparents. you didn’t want to worry them or push them away. they were all you had since your parents disappeared with no warning a few years ago. that’s when everything went down hill for you.

you had this repetitive thought in your head telling you how much of a disappointment you were that even your own parents couldn’t stay. you slowly lost yourself and your ability to socialize.

when night time came around, you laid in bed in the pitch black dark as you let out a soft sigh shutting your eyes. you were practically begging at this point for a good night’s rest. but you couldn’t. you open your eyes as you get up and walk to the bathroom locking it. you opened the drawer and focus your eye on something you were use to. picking it up and letting out a shaky breath.

*time skips*

it’s been a few days now since you’ve been at school. every day had you feeling drained. you even still felt like you were being constantly judged even though people’s stares soon disappeared. you still felt the need to be on your toes. it was lunch time. you walked out of class as you see Matt. “hey y/n. you want to join me for lunch?” he asks. you avoid eye contact with him walking as you speak, “i guess” he nods with a smile as he starts talking about how his day has been so far with you just listening.

*time skips*

you and Matt have been talking more at school. you told him where you were before moving to Boston, you shared common interests, and he talked about his brothers a lot. you were slowly getting used to having him around.

as you and Matt sit in class, you both just sat there doing your work. it was pretty silent in class indicating everyone was focused. you were minding your business until one of your classmates accidentally bumped into your table causing your phone to fall onto the ground. you lean down in your chair reaching for your it as the sleeve of your hoodies goes up slightly. Matt also went to reach for your phone but he stopped himself when he catches a glimpse of your slightly raised sleeve.

Matt’s POV

when i almost reached down to pick up y/n’s phone, i can’t help but notice her sleeve going up a bit revealing her wrist covered in red slits. it stopped me in my tracks as i sat there in shock. she didn’t notice at all that i seen. i look away as i continue to do my work, or pretend, having the image stuck on my mind. why would she do that?

End of Matt’s POV

when school finally ends, you walk out the doors as you get stopped by Matt. “hey y/n!” you turn to look at him. “oh hi” you respond. “you said you walk home so, can i give you a ride?” he asks. “no it’s okay. i like to walk.” you reply with a blank stare. Matt has now been eyeing you closely after what happened.

“come on” he says grabbing your hand softly with a slight smile pulling you to where his car is. “Matt seriously it’s no problem” you say. he opens the door for you looking at you before speaking, “get in” you step inside his car thanking him. “well that was nice of him”you thought to yourself.

the car ride was mostly silent as the only sound playing was his music slightly low. you notice he would glance at you from time to time. after a bit, he pulls up in front of your house putting the car in park. “thank you Matt. i really appreciate it.” you spoke looking at him. “anytime y/n.” he responds smiling. before you completely got out the car he stops you. “oh wait.” you turn around to look at him again. “is it okay to ask for your number?” he asks hoping you would say yes. “um.. sure.” you reply hesitantly. you never really gave anybody your number before. but Matt has been the first to ask for your number in the first place. he hands you his phone and you type it in. he thanks you with a smile and you just nod before going inside.

it was later in the night when you found yourself on your bathroom floor with a blank face. you look down and lift up your sleeves as you flinch a bit from the fabric sticking onto your fresh cuts. you looked at it feeling numb. you had your reasons for doing what you did. but nobody seemed to care to ask. you hid it from your grandparents because you didn’t want to crush them. they basically raised you when your parents couldn’t. they didn’t need to feel like they failed because that’s far from the truth. they did everything right. you just truly were stuck in your own head. that’s why the only comfort you were use to was picking up your razor blade.

you sigh as you let your thoughts consume you. you didn’t want to feel this way anymore. you just wanted to escape from your own head. you pick up the blade but hear your phone buzz.

unknown number

‘hey y/n it’s matt’

you pick up your phone as you reply back.

Y/N

‘hi matt’

as soon as you know it, you two were texting all night distracting you before going to bed.

*time skips*

it’s been quite some time now you’ve been in Boston. even though you had Matt, every single day that goes by got you feeling weaker and weaker. Matt would distract you sometimes. he still had no clue what you’ve been going through. besides the one time he’s seen it but never brought it up.

Matt’s POV

i showed up to school anticipating excitement knowing i get to see y/n. she’s honestly the best person to talk to. it still crosses my mind the thought of her hurting herself but lately i haven’t seen any other signs. but when i arrived to class, she wasn’t there.

Matt

‘where are you?’

i text her but i get no response. i decided to wait and not think much of it until i realized she wasn’t texting back all day.

Matt

‘y/n are you okay?’

‘answer me y/n’

‘why aren’t you at school? why aren’t you replying?’

no response.

when school ends, i decided to get in my car and drive to her house. it was starting to scare me.

End of Matt’s POV

you sat on your bathroom floor with your head leaned against your bath tub, looking at the ceiling. your door wasn’t closed all the way so when Matt walked into your room and saw you in your bathroom, he felt his heart drop. you turned your head as you sat up, “Matt? how’d you get in here?” you ask confused. he walks up to you as he shuts the bathroom door.

“your grandma let me in.” he says. “why weren’t you responding to my texts? what’s wrong?” he asks. you avoid eye contact as you speak, “sorry. just didn’t feel like going.” all he does is stare at you before sitting down in front of you. “talk to me” he says quietly not pulling his eyes away from you. “there’s nothing to talk about?” you say in a confused tone. “clearly there is. i know you don’t like school but you will show up. how come not today?” he questions. “like i said, i didn’t feel like going.” you respond looking at your hands. “are you at least okay?” Matt asks with worry plastered on his face.

“of course i am” you say looking at him with a weak smile. “why wouldn’t i be?” he stays silent as he grabs your hand softly. taking his other hand to raise your sleeve slowly, with him looking at it frozen. you yank your hand away as you get up pulling the sleeve back down.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you ask as you feel yourself heat up. he stands up as well before speaking, “y/n why didn’t you tell me?” “what was there to tell you Matt?” you say in annoyance. “you doing that y/n. why didn’t you just tell me?” he asks with a somber face. “i saw them before in class when you reached for your phone. i never said anything because i didn’t want to pressure you.” “what was i suppose to tell you Matt?!” you say raising your voice. “it’s none of your business or your concern!”

“y/n please talk to me. i’m worried about you.” he says trying to grab your hand but you step back. “don’t touch me! i don’t need you feeling sorry for me.” you tell him. “i care about you. i get you like to keep things to yourself but i’m hear to listen.” he says. you let out a scoff, “this is unbelievable.” you say. “what’s so unbelievable about me wanting to be here for you?” you look at him with your face burning up from rage after his response. “i didn’t ask for you to be here! you should’ve minded your own business.” you exclaim. “i felt like i needed to be here y/n. for you. i don’t want you going through this alone. it pains me to know you just keep quiet.”

“because it’s none of your fucking business Matt! it’s my shit to keep to myself. not for you to hear. it pains you? well how do you think i feel!” you yell out. “y/n please.” he says quietly. “no Matt! i want you gone. no one has ever been here for me before and i sure as hell don’t need anybody now! especially you being here telling me you care when you don’t know shit!”

“yeah i don’t know shit y/n. that’s why i’m here trying to prove to you that i want to be here for you!” he says keeping eye contact. “Matt just get out!” you yell. “i’m not going anywhere y/n.” he says getting close to you trying to hold you but you push your hands against his chest trying to pull away from him, repeatedly screaming out, “get out! get out! GET OUT!” but he doesn’t listen and you eventually give into his hold as you break down crying with your legs giving out. Matt goes down as well holding you as he leans back against the sink cabinet wrapping his arms around you, embracing you in a hug.

he rubs your back softly as you sob in his chest. “i got you y/n. i’m right here for you.” he says reassuringly, resting his chin on your head. “i’m here to listen.” he pulls away as he lifts up your chin looking at the tears roll down your cheeks. he wipes them away and tucks your hair behind your ear. “i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i want the thoughts to go away and i try to put it into words but i just don’t get it.” you say sadly. he holds your hand as he speaks, “i know it can be difficult. i’m not asking you to tell me everything now because i know this is new for you. take all the time you need. but, i will be here. for you.” you look into his eyes as more tears stream down your face from his kind words. “you’ll be okay i promise.” he finishes, wiping your tears away again. you wrap your arms around his neck hugging him as he wraps his around your waist.

you knew you were safe with him. he validated that for you. “where were you when i needed someone the most?” you whisper out. “i could’ve avoided all this.”

“now they’re just going to turn into ugly scars…” you add on. he pulls away from the hug as he lifts up your sleeves. you gulp as he looks at them. he pulls your arms up gently to his face as he leaves soft kisses on your self inflicted wounds.

“don’t say that. when they turn into scars, i will look at them and tell you how incredibly beautiful they are.” he says. “you’re here for a reason y/n. these that will soon turn into scars, will show how you’ll progress to be stronger.”

you smile softly not even remembering the last time you actually let out a real smile. “thank you Matt.” you say. he smiles as he leaves a kiss on your forehead. “don’t thank me. i’ll always be here.” he says leaving the both of you still on the bathroom floor embracing each other.

A/N: i hope you guys enjoyed this Matt imagine. please always spread kindness and positivity! - L 🤍

[disturbedwoodelf]

Tara really just makes everyone look 20 times hotter than they already are. She so fine what the fuck.

why does Chris look so baby boo boo snicker plum pookie in this WHAT

[astrolynnworld]

warmhearted reveals

pairing: matt x reader

summary: you tell matt that you’re pregnant

warnings: fluff! love, romance, confessions, reassurance.

word count: 656

i prepared a nice dinner for when matt comes home so i can tell him the big news.

i can’t tell if he’ll be excited, shocked, or anxious. this is a big step in our lives, and i just hope he supports it

we have talked about wanting kids in the past, but we haven’t discussed goal, time, or plan.

i anticipate his arrival at the door as i let the food simmer on the stove for a little longer.

“baby? i’m home” matt says as he walks in through the front door

i go to greet him with a kiss and hug

“someone’s in a good mood today” he smiles as he sets down his stuff into the nearby office room

“you hungry? i made your favorite!” i gleefully share as he follows me to the kitchen

“duh!” he joking says, “it smells so good bae”

i prepare a plate for him before we sit across the dinner table

“how was work today?” i question

“it was great actually..”

“really? how so?” i follow up

“sucks to say but, one of the head managers of the inquiries office had gotten fired today because he violated one of the company policies, right?” he starts

“mhm” i acknowledge

“so they needed someone to take his job, and the head boss had put in a good word for me because he sees my progress in the job and says that i’ve been working hard for the last few months now.” he continues

“oh my god!! really? that’s so good baby. so what’s gonna happen?” i further ask

“well. today they had discussed it over a board meeting and went over some of my latest work to decide if i would be a good fit on the team and .. they all agreed.”

“BABY!!! that’s such great news oh my godd!! i’m so happy for you!! so you basically got promoted to the higher ups of the office right?” i proudly support

“yeah! and they’re raising my pay my 50%” he shares

“i’m so so happy for you matt!! great news all around. more money to go towards us and the baby!!” i quickly slip out

“what?” he questions

a smile plasters across my face

“i’m pregnant baby.”

he pauses and looks quickly takes a glance down at my stomach

“a- are you serious?” he anxiously stutters out

i nod my head slowly as i start to tear up

he comes around the table and kneels in front of me

“you’re not joking baby?” he says as the tears start to well up in his eyes

i shake my head no as i chuckle softly; tears starting to fall down my cheeks

he takes my hand and stands me up before embracing me into his own

“baby. we’re having a kid” he says as he tries to process his shock

“you’re pregnant with my baby right now, princess” he says as he pulls back from me

i see the tears starting to drip his face

“i can’t believe this baby. you’re really not lying to me?” he questions one more time

i grab his face and start to wipe his tears, “you’re gonna be a father, matt”

he lets his face fall into my hands as he brings his forehead to mine

“i can’t believe i’m about to start a family with you baby. it’s all i’ve ever dreamed of, since we were teenagers” he confesses

“i just can’t believe you’re really mine.” he says before kissing my forehead, “all mine.”

“i love you so so so so much, matt.” i speak out

“i love you so much more baby.” he kisses my lips, “both of you” he says as places his hand on my stomach

“why don’t you hop into bed, i’ll clean up dinner. there’s so many plans we have to discuss” he eagerly says

i laugh at his enthusiasm as i head back to the bedroom.

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[greatooglymooglyyy]

Lovers and Friends 2 (M.S.)

summary: when y/n's boyfriend invites her out to a dinner a week before her birthday, the last thing she's expecting is to get broken up with. but little does she know, it opens a window for her bestfriend, matt, to tell her what he's been trying to for years; that he's hopelessly in love with her. headed off to vegas for her dream music festival, matt (and the rest of their crew) try to find a way to open her eyes to what she's been blind to for years... that it's been them all along.

executive produced & cowritten by sienna @rootbeerworshiper

contains: pining, brokenhearted reader, fluff, cussing, flashbacks (in italics), 2.4k words, dual pov

a/n: sigh, i couldn't bring myself to proofread tn. maybe tmw. also ik the real lovers and friends festival is only one day BUT i needed it to be 3 days so just vibe lil baby

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Y/N's POV

“How the fuck are you still not done packing?” Nick questions, standing there like a disappointed father while I shove random articles of clothing into my suitcase.

“I….. well I’m not sure. I just procrastinated.” I reply, a slight wash of embarrassment settling over me as I attempt to zip up an already full pouch in the suitcase.

Madi just laughs from the couch, her bags packed and placed neatly beside her. “Y/N always takes forever to pack. It’s just who she is."

“Well I want to meet the person who’s great idea it was to book plane tickets for a six am departure time.” I groan, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I think about what else I might need.

“Hey, are we ready to go?” A familiar voice says, walking out of his bedroom on the main floor.

“There you go! The man of the hour.” Nick jokes, gesturing towards Matt who’s walking towards the living room with freshly wet hair and a duffle bag slung on his shoulders.

“Y/N, are you still not done packing?” Matt questions, walking over to me after setting down his bag on the floor.

I look up at him, scolding him with my eyes. “No, I'm not done Matthew. Someone decided to book the world’s earliest flight.”

He chuckles softly, bending down to my level and beginning to help you repack slightly, his hands rolling up my clothes smaller than I could have.

For whatever reason I can’t bring myself to look away, infatuated by his focus as he tucks away random shirts into my suitcase.

This is until his eyes meet mine, looking up at me and holding my gaze for a moment. My head keeps telling me to look away, but it’s as if my body is speaking for me, our eyes maintaining contact until someone walks in, the sound of the front door breaking the hold we shared.

I cough, clearing my throat as Nate makes his way up the stairs. “Are we ready to go?” he asks, making his hands comfortable on his hips.

Before I can speak, Matt answers. “Yeah I think we’re good now”

“Wait where the fuck is Chris?” Nick asks, standing up from his spot on the couch next to Madi.

“Did no one wake him up?” Nate questions. “This happened last time too.”

I laugh at the irony of being judged for packing at the last minute when a member of our group is still sound asleep. “He’ll be fine. It takes him two seconds to pack.”

“Christopher!” Nick singsongs, skipping out of the room and heading to annoy Chris awake. Nate laughs and trails behind, yelling something about the city that never sleeps.

Madi and I share a long-suffering look before I turn back to Matt and shrug. “I think I’ve got everything.”

He sweeps his eyes over the room doing a last scan, his eyes stalling on the kitchen counter. “You’re not taking your glasses?”

“Nah. I’ll put my contacts in when we get there. I don’t really need to see anything before that.” I say as I place my suitcase on the ground and yank up the handle.

“Okay.” Matt says, hesitating and dragging out the word like he’s unsure.

Before I can respond, Nate and Nick come back up the stairs, each of them holding one of Chris’ bags. He trails behind them, yawning and clearly cranky. When he sees us staring at him, he throws us a hard glance. “What are you looking at motherfuckers? We going to Vegas or what?”

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After we get through security, we sit in our section huddled over Nick’s phone as he explains the itinerary. I squint down at the phone, throwing daggers at Matt when he gives me a pointed look. Okay so maybe he was right about the glasses. So what? Broken clocks babe.

“Wait!” I cut in as I look at Sunday’s lineup. “What if we miss N-Sync?”

“Then I’ll do my little dancey-dance.” Nate mutters under his breath and Madi pushes his shoulder.

“We won’t.” She assures me and I smile at her gratefully.

My phone pings alerting me that my ex has posted and my face drops. Before I can open Instagram, Nick looks over my shoulder and sighs. He holds out his hand and gives me a stern face. “Give me your phone. I’m deleting the app.”

“But-”

“Y/N. You are not spending your birthday trip cyberstalking this fucking loser. Phone.”

I groan and hand over the phone, dropping my head onto Chris’ arm who pats my back awkwardly. Nick grins and hands me my phone back sans Instagram. “There. Download it back and I’ll hurt you.”

Over the intercom, an attendant calls for our group so we stand to line up. I walk over to Madi and link our arms since we had to get seats a few rows behind the rest of our group. “I downloaded the Corpse Bride just for you babe.” I say as we make it to our line.

“Um, actually” Madi says, pulling away from me, her face showing a tinge of panic. “Matt, is it okay if we switch seats? I have something I need to talk to Nick about.”

Matt looks confused for a fraction of a second but nods and steps out of line, swapping spots with her.

I look between all my friends with a raised eyebrow, the feeling that I’m missing something rising. “What do you-” I start to ask but Matt cuts me off, uncharacteristically loud.

“What’s your favorite song of the week?” He asks, giving me a small private smile. I grin at the question, pulling out my phone to check.

“favorite color?” matt scrawls out, sliding a piece of paper across the desk when our teacher turns back to the board.

“light pink” i write back quickly, watching his reaction and smirking before he even writes back.

“basic.”

“okay mr.blue” i toss him an joking evil eye when i pass the note back and he bites his lip to hide a smile.

“favorite song?”

i stare at the note for a long time, tapping my pen against my chin, before i finally answer. “that’s impossible to answer. there’s too many to pick from.”

matt thinks for a while, leaning back into his chair. “what’s your favorite of the week?”

“probably selfcare by mac. why?”

he smiles over at me when he passes the sheet back. “i’ll keep asking you every week. maybe one day something will stick.”

And for the last six years, he’s done exactly that, remembering to ask like clockwork. I look up at him from under my lashes, already knowing he’s going to make fun of me. “Okay, hear me out.”

“Oh god-”

When we take off, I connect Matt and I’s headphones both to my phone so I can play him my throwback playlist. He’s being a bit of a hater but I know if we weren’t in public, he’d be jumping around and dancing to Jay Sean’s Down.

I huff in frustration as I bring my phone closer to my face, feeling a lot like a grandma. Matt leans down and grabs his backpack from between his legs, reaching inside and pulling out my glasses. I laugh without meaning to and give him a grateful smile. “You’re such a know-it-all.”

“Someone’s got to be.” He responds, leaning over my seat and hitting skip when Akon comes on.

As a 90’s love song starts up, I notice Matt bouncing his leg a bit like he does when he’s nervous. I furrow my brows that this, knowing he’s not usually an anxious flier. When I drop my head on his shoulder, he stills immediately so I keep it there, closing my eyes and letting the music take me away. The last thing I register before I fall asleep is the pressure of Matt resting his head gently on top of mine.

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“Wake up, Madi!” I say as I flop onto her bed. “Let’s go see the turtles.”

She's been crashed out in the bed since we made it to the hotel an hour ago and she's showing no signs of moving soon.

“Go. Away.”

I can definitely understand her want for a nap after that flight but thankfully I’m wide awake. Matt and I managed to sleep the entire flight away unlike our friends. They apparently started up an entire Candy Crush tournament complete with a betting ring. Madi, the saint that you are.

“C’mon. You gotta get up for Y/N and Matt.” Nick says. When I throw him a puzzled look, he adds hastily, “and Nate and Chris!”

Weird.

Madi groans but rolls out of bed like a trooper to Nick and I’s chants of encouragement. While she goes to touch up her makeup and Nick makes sure the boys are ready, I order the Uber. When it’s confirmed, I open my messages, reading the one I received last night for the hundredth time.

‘i’m sorry. i wish it was you"

My fingers hover over the keyboard as a million replies rush to my head but I force myself to put the phone down instead. I’m on my dream trip with people who love me. Somehow I can make that be enough. Even if I wasn’t enough for Asher.

When we pull up to the aquarium, I’m bouncing with excitement. I look over at Chris knowing he loves shit like this just as much as me. “What’s first?”

To my left, Nate opens up the map of the aquarium, looking like a dad on vacation. “I vote seahorses.”

“Lame!” I protest, looking over his shoulder. “They have a fucking shark tunnel, bro.”

“But can their males get pregnant?” Chris retorts as if that is the most obvious deciding factor there could be. I roll my eyes and look back as Matt gently touches my elbow.

“I’ll go with you to the sharks and we can meet back up later.”

I clap excitedly before waving at the rest of our group and heading upstairs.

“It’s been a lot of me and you so far, huh? Hope you’re not getting sick of me.” I joke as we step to the side and allow a mom with a stroller to pass us.

But Matt doesn’t laugh, he just shakes his head giving me a quiet and earnest, “Not possible.”

In the tunnel, we stand shoulder to shoulder and look up as a tiger shark swims over our heads. I glance over at Matt, noticing how the reflection of the water tinges his face a cool blue, and let my eyes wander down his jawline.

When he flicks his eyes back to me, I look away, pointing at a shark in the distance. “I wish she’d come closer. She’s beautiful.”

“Yeah. She is.” He replies, but when I look back at him he’s not looking into the tank at all. When I open my mouth to question him, I hear someone call our names.

“What, Nick?” Matt says, sounding a bit irritated.

“They are going to let us hold the baby turtles!” He says, his voice pitching up in excitement.

At this, Matt and I share a glance before we take off out of the tunnel, pushing each other childishly to be the first in line.

While we’re waiting for the show-and-tell to start, sitting criss-cross applesauce like a bunch of kids, my phone dings so I pull it out. My heart drops when I open a text from one of my friends with a screenshot of Asher’s instagram story.

It’s a picture of him and Olivia, her sitting casually in his lap while they both grin. When I look closer, I realize that I know the background; they are at his parent’s house. He’s already brought her home to them. My eyes start to water and I stand up.

The same Asher who told me time and time again that he just ‘wasn’t the Instagram official type’. The same Asher who only let me meet his mom once after months of asking.

“Are you okay?” Madi asks, standing with me and looking down at my phone. When she sees the picture, she whispers a quiet, “oh” and wraps her arms around me.

Chris takes the phone out of my hand and almost immediately starts ranting which is more than I can handle right now.

“I’m going to head back to the hotel. You guys should stay.” I say, grabbing my phone back and ordering another Uber.

“You’re not going back alone. Are you crazy?” Nate says, standing with the rest of the group.

I sigh in frustration, trying not to snap at them. I know they are just trying to help. “Please. I need to be by myself.”

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Matt POV

Thanking my Uber driver, I get out of the car with my bag and gently close the door. After Y/N left the aquarium, the day was pretty much over for me. After we sat together watching her location to make sure she got back to the hotel safely, I was the next to go.

I headed off to the store to get some of her favorite things in the hopes of maybe saving the first night of her trip. For some reason, I’m full of nerves as I knock on her room door. But to my surprise, Nick swings the door open instead of her.

“Oh, hey Matt. We were wondering where you were.” He says, his voice holding a bit of relief.

I give him a weary smile and peer over his shoulder, noticing Madi and Y/N sitting in the bed, all three of their faces covered in a lime green mask. Nick steps back to let me in and I stroll awkwardly over to stand in front of her.

“I…uh…got you some stuff. Thought it might make you feel a little better.” I say as I hand her the bag. Her eyes light up as she looks through the bag and I smile, taking in her face. She’s obviously been crying, the reddening of her eyes giving her away, but she seems okay.

“That is so sweet, Matty. You didn’t have to.” She says, reaching up and touching my arm.

I shrug, not knowing how to tell her I’d do it a thousand more times just to see her smile. “It’s nothing.”

I tell them all goodnight and head back to my room. As I leave the room, I hear Nick tell a joke and Y/N’s genuine full laughter. I pause outside the door, leaning against it for a second and smile sadly.

I’m just glad she has someone with her to make her laugh, someone that gives her comfort. Even if it’s not me. Even if it never is.

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