#nerd!matt

[dollymatt]

༉‧₊˚. NERD¡MATT . . .

in which matt comforts you during a storm, even when he's scared himself . . . paired with popular¡bsf reader

It’s storming so hard the windows shake. Outside, the sky rips open with every bolt, painting your dorm room in momentary whiteouts. Thunder cracks so loud it feels personal, and even wrapped in two blankets, you’re curled up like a child in the corner of your bed, heart thudding like it’s trying to warn you of something worse than weather.

You text him, ❝Are you up?❞ Three dots. Then, after a breath: ❝omw.❞ You hear the knock ten minutes later. You open the door, and he’s standing there in his hoodie, rain clinging to the fabric like he just walked through a monsoon for you. His hair is a mess of wet curls, glasses slightly fogged, his arms full, one hand gripping a bag of candy and the other cradling a crumpled fleece blanket with sheep on it.

Matt Sturniolo. Your softest safe place. ❝You okay?❞ he asks, voice a little wobbly like he’s pretending not to be just as shaken. You nod, biting your lip. Then he steps in, carefully toeing off his wet sneakers, and just like that, your room feels warmer. He’s awkward about it at first, like always. Sets the snacks down. Unfolds the blanket. Doesn’t meet your eyes. So you fix that.

You tug him toward the bed, and he follows like gravity itself is rearranged for you. The storm screams outside, but inside, you’re under fairy lights and soft cotton, knees touching beneath the blanket as you both sit shoulder to shoulder. You pass him a sour gummy, and he takes it with a shy smile. His cheek is flushed. You realise it’s not the weather.

❝Are you scared too?❞ you whisper, half-laughing. He shrugs. ❝I mean... maybe. But you’re more important.❞ It’s not flirty. It’s not dramatic. It’s just true. That’s what makes it hit harder. Your chest tightens. Matt isn’t like the others. He’s all careful glances and quiet bravery. He’s the way his fingers twitch when they’re near yours, like they know what they want but won’t ask. He’s the boy who blushes when you call him cute and stays anyway.

And right now, with his socked feet brushing yours and lightning flashing behind his glasses, you realise how handsome he is. Not just sweet. Not just smart. But devastating in his own way, doe-eyed and flushed, jaw tight with nerves, hands twitching like he wants to pull you close but doesn’t dare. So you do it.

You lean into his side, cheek to shoulder. He stills like a startled animal. Then relaxes, slowly. Like you’re teaching him it’s safe. ❝Thanks for coming,❞ you murmur. ❝You didn’t have to.❞ He turns slightly, cheek against your hair now. ❝You texted. Of course I did.❞ The storm rages outside. But it can’t touch you here.

Not with him here. Not with your fingers inching toward his, finding a home in the space that’s always been waiting for you to notice it was yours all along. You both duck under the blanket like kids hiding from the world. It’s warm and dim and smells like your shampoo and his hoodie. You’re curled up against him, your hand tucked into his, your breaths syncing slowly. Every time thunder booms, you flinch, and he squeezes your fingers just a little tighter.

Then lightning flashes right outside the window. You squeal an honest, startled sound—and instinctively bury your face in Matt’s chest. He jumps too, nearly dropping the gummy bag, but swallows hard and wraps his arms around you like he isn’t shaking just as badly. ❝It’s okay,❞ he says, voice cracked and barely steady. ❝You’re okay. I got you.❞

You feel his heart hammering against your cheek. You lean back just enough to look up at him, and he gives you the most unconvincing smile you’ve ever seen. ❝You’re scared too,❞ you whisper, trying to bite back a grin. ❝What? Me? Nah. I’m just—uh—monitoring the storm conditions. For safety.❞ You laugh into his chest, and he groans softly like he knows he’s been caught. But he doesn’t let go.Matt blinks at the ceiling of fleece above your heads and thinks, If this is it—if the storm takes us out—I could die happy right now. Because you’re here. Because you chose him. well, kind of…unofficially Because this quiet, perfect moment is everything he’s ever wanted and never thought he’d get.

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 yap ／ ⋆ ۪ he's my sexy little nerd, do we love?

⌗ dolls . . .

© DOLLYMATT ⋆˚࿔ est. 2025 do not plagiarise or repost my works on any other platforms.

[tessasturns]

nerd!matt giving brat!reader head

100 follower special !!

warnings… oral (f receiving), matt the munch, soft dom!matt, swearing, slight degrading, hair pulling?, edging, pet names

my first actual smut fic, mb if its ass but enjoy

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“so if a dataset has a mean of 50 and a standard deviation of 5, what percentage of the data falls within one standard deviation of the mean?” matt asks.

you groan as you fling your head back. “matt c’mon, we’re not gettin’ anywhere with this”

“alright jus’ this one question.” matt says as he acknowledges your whines. matt was smart, like really smart, and it was noticeable to anybody who saw him.

the collared shirt, big glasses, and the awkward persona were enough to give it away.

“matt” you complain. “we’ve been at this for hours… can we just wrap it up? my brain isnt working anymore.”

“c’mon sweetheart…just a couple more questions, we’ve almost finished reviewing this unit.” he said, trying to get you to cram for your exam tomorrow.

“ugh fine. one more question” you say, only agreeing because, truly, how could you say no to him?

minutes pass and all you begin to think about is the growing heat between your legs.

you uncomfortably try to adjust your legs to make it stop, but nothing works. you start to zone out, your mind racing with all the things the man in front of you should be doing.

sure, you’ve noticed how stunning matt is, i mean you are “dating” him.

you look around his dorm to try and find anything else to focus on.

but his messy hair, shirt pulled up to see his veiny arms, and the raspy voice were enough to make a woman go wild.

“hellooo? y/n?” matt calls, causing you to snap out of your trance. “hey?” you respond.

“i asked you a question- you’re not listening are you.” he realizes.

“matt ‘m sorry, but i just don’t understand this and i’m so tired” you whine.

“sweetheart, you have your exams tomorrow. if you don’t revise and study you won’t do your best on it.” he warns.

he knew you weren’t the smartest person, well at least not compared to him, but he knew that it was probably your daddy’s money that got you a spot at a prestigious university.

“just two more-” he starts, but notices the pout on your face and your crossed legs and chuckles.

“oh sweetheart, you couldn’t even wait ten minutes for us to finish this?” he says, mumbling a small ‘pathetic’ before moving closer to you.

“please matt” you whine.

“please what?” he smiles, his hand on your knee.

“pl-please touch me” you pout, knowing he wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“oh, you poor thing” he coos with faux sympathy laced on his tongue.

he rubs a hand up and down your knee, your plaid skirt you wore to tease him now sliding up your thighs.

“fuck- matt don’t tease…” you mewl, your arousal now practically dripping in between your legs.

he smirked at you, loving the way you reacted to the slightest touch and the simplest of words.

“take this off f’me, yeah?” he basically whispers, running his hand over your skirt.

you do just that as he points over to the bed. “sit” he commands.

you’re now sitting at the edge of the bed in your baby blue lingerie, waiting for matt to touch you.

he gets down on his knees, slowly kissing your now slightly shaking thighs.

your pussy aches for this man, wanting him to just touch you.

he slowly takes off your panties, disregarding them on the floor as he softly spreads open your legs.

he wraps your thighs around his head, looking up at you with those submissive ass eyes.

“matt- please i need you” you beg, your fingers intertwined in his brown locks.

he smiles at the amount of power he has over you, kissing your pussy before slowly licking your clit.

you slightly moan at the sudden pleasure, your mouth agape.

he continues this subtle yet effective movement, earning more and more moans from you.

he begins to lap his tongue around your hole, causing you to grab his hair.

his tongue moves faster and faster as your hips buck against his tongue.

“y’like that sweetie?” matt asks, moving his tongue faster (if possible.)

“oh fuck- yes matt” you whine, your brain foggy. “m’gonna cum”

“ah ah ah” he tuts, stopping his movements. “i’ll tell you when you can come doll”

this only made you whine more, since you were used to getting your way.

“f-fuck matt… i can’t take it” “oh but yes you can doll. you practically begged for it, you’re gonna take it.” he commands.

you were a moaning mess on his bed. eyes rolled to the back of your head, legs shaking, and your hands gripping at matts hair in an attempt to make him go faster.

“h-holy shit” you moan. “please i need to cum”

“hmm… have you been good?” he asks.

“yes… please matt” you groan.

“atta girl, cum on my tongue babydoll” matt’s words, tongue, hands travelling your body, and piercing blue eyes were enough to send you over the edge.

you felt your body relax and the knot in your stomach snap as you released your arousal on his tongue.

“this gonna help you ace your exam tomorrow?” matt asks jokingly, as you playfully smack his shoulder.

tessa’s notes… THANK YOU ALL FOR 100 FOLLOWERS !!! i truly didn’t know how fast i could grow over the span of 3 months, but you all made it happen and i’m so grateful for every single one of you💋. guys i literally HATEEE writing smut so i do apologize if it’s terrible, js wanted to try smth different to express my gratitude for all of you !!!

[lovestwuck]

nerd!matt masturbating to you after you leave

he had been trying to tutor you—key word, trying. you'd asked him for help with chemistry, saying you were stuck on a certain topic.

but the entire session, he could barely focus. you just looked so… effortlessly pretty. like you didn’t even realize it. and the miniskirt definitely wasn’t helping his concentration. giving him an instant hard-on.

he was honestly surprised you'd even reached out. up until now, your interactions had been limited to passing glances and the occasional wave. but now, you two were sitting across each other, chatting and smiling like it was nothing.

however, his responses became shorter, mostly nods and mumbles, his body stiff. too distracted to form proper sentences. repeating to himself to get it together.

once you left, he immediately was taking off his pants, heart pounding, head spinning. he felt ridiculous—like a middle school boy. he knew it was wrong. did he care? no. he had been suffering from the most painful boner imaginable. he just couldn't help it.

when he finally came to his release, he softly whimpered your name.

"fuuuuckkk, y/n"

he let out quiet pleas. the pleasure being too overbearing. god, you had no idea what you did to him.

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[pearlzier]

tbh i think nerd!matt explaining fortnite terms, items.. guns.. ect to me would fix me

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⠀⠀⠀ˑ   𓈒 𐔌  ㅤnerd.ᐟmatt  ×  nerd.ᐟreader   ͡꒱ ۫⠀

⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀your honour i love them !!! theyre so cutesy !!! also someone tell me if the layout is cute or not....... gdjdh yay :3 n also whether i should write more for these two gaspsies

YOU'D BEEN SAT BESIDE MATT as he played fortnite for a while now, maybe an hour or so. you didn't exactly want to bother him, so you'd been quiet for the most part. when matt plays fortnite, he takes it seriously, when he loses? yeah, he needs a little time to cool down after before he says things he's pretty sure he'll regret. his tongue idly flicks at the gum in his mouth, jaw working occasionally on it as he sits at the desk, meanwhile, his fingers deftly work at the mouse. your eyes linger on the veins on his hand a moment before you catch yourself, knowing he almost has a sixth sense for those sort of things.

eventually, he notices your silence. pushing back his headphones, he glances at you over his shoulder and gives you a soft smile. even though he was focusing on his game, he always preferred hearing your voice. "you're quiet, babe," he murmurs, multitasking glancing at you and also playing the game. you always wonder how he does it, but well, that's matt for you. "you okay?" his brow furrows a minute, biting his bottom lip before his head tilts to the side a little bit. at that, a soft smile plays on your lips, and you nod.

"yeah, yeah, just watchin' you," all you'd been doing was scrolling your phone, watching him. you were pretty content to be completely honest, but of course, you did want his attention. "m'not distractin' you, am i?" you say after a second, placing your phone down into your lap so you can focus your attention on him.

"distracting me?" matt scoffs, a quiet chuckle slipping past his lips. "in all respect, you're not exactly doin' anythin' to distract me," he teases softly, and his smile grows when he sees the way you roll your eyes. a warmth runs through him at the sight—god, he falls more and more in love with you each day, he's sure of it. "c'mere," he says, "missin' you." his voice goes a little quieter there, a tad bit needy in parts.

"needy," you retort, a giggle escaping you, but all the while, you get up and make your way over to him. his eyes rake over you, lingering at different parts of you. damn it, he loves the dorky little graphic tee that you're wearing, it suits you so damn well. "y'too far away," he's quiet for a minute, "if i asked you to sit on my lap would that be crazy?"

"might have to ask my lawyer," there's a playfully reluctant tone in your voice, and matt gasps, his mouth falling open with a little indignant noise. that in itself makes you giggle, and you peck a quick kiss to his forehead before planting yourself into his lap. matt leans back, letting you settle in his lap before he moves forward again to press his chest up against your back. shifting his weight beneath you, a soft sigh slips past his lips. "comfy?" he asks, head tilting to the side.

glancing back at him, you agree, "comfy," and he hums, resting his chin against your shoulder so he can look at the screen once more. wrapping his arms around you, he gets back to playing the game, humming occasionally. "gonna actually crash out if some kid starts campin' again," he scoffs, eyes rolling as he plays. your brows furrow a moment, a tad bit of confusion filling your gaze. "campin'?"

"y'know, people who stay in a certain area, jus' waitin' to kill you. campin', like they're settin' up a tent in a place just to shoot at ya," he explains it effortlessly, licking his lips after, not even giving it a second thought. he knows fortnite like the back of his hand, like he knows you. basically—he knows practically everything about it. "oh," you nod, biting your bottom lip before you release it with another nod. "you get it?" matt asks gently, wanting to make sure you understand what he's on about before he continues playing.

he enjoys telling you things about the stuff he likes, sharing his interests. though he knows you're not as into fortnite or gaming as he is, he knows you like learning things from him anyway. "okay, good, you'll be a pro in no time," he muses, placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder before he glances back at the game again. you watch him, seeing how he doesn't have to focus all that much and still be damn goof at the game. it's admirable.

after a few minutes, he realises the warmth that ran through him when he'd explained what camping was. it was simple, shouldn't have meant as much to him as it did, but it did. he's quiet, quiet grunts coming from him as he plays before he's speaking again, voice soft, "y'know what a dub is, baby?" it's hard for him to hide how giddy this makes him, getting to teach you this stuff.

"uh.." immediate thought? like, the english voice overs for animes and stuff, but you're 99% sure that's not what he's talking about right now. "no," you say, once you've considered his words. "mmh, a dub is just a win, i guess. what, uh, about a one pump? in game, of course, uh.. not anythin' else," he knows you don't know this stuff, which makes it a little better for him. eyes lifting to yours, a soft smile plays on his plush lips, followed by a flush on his cheeks when he clears up any misconceptions.

"you're askin' me like m'supposed to know," the words are grumbled as they leave your mouth, but you smile, shaking your head. you're not exactly into video games like he is, he's a video game fiend. you literally have to rip him off his console to get him to sleep or to get him to leave the house. meanwhile, you've got your head buried in a book or eyes glued to your phone screen 'cause of some good fanfiction. you'd get him to read some fanfics with you one day, you're sure of it.

"there's uh," matt sits up, "one sec," he waits until he's shot some guy in the game, so he can focus on explaining to you as he hides out in some corner of the map. "i mean, it got vaulted, but there's a pump shotgun, right?" you nod, not exactly understanding what he means by vaulted, but sure. seemingly, he notices this, and he adds, "vaulted s'like, they're not in the weapon rotation right now. so taken out, like, to balance the loot pool. you followin' so far?" you're a little busy looking at the way the light in his eyes shimmers with every word he speaks, but you mumble a quiet, "uh-huh," in response to show you're listening.

"okay, yeah, so s'called the pump shotgun, so what d'ya think a one pump is?" damn matt and his ability to teach so well. no wonder he tutored people for some extra cash on the side, he was damn good at it.

"one pump?" you ask after a few seconds.

one corner of his lips flits up, into a small smirk. "that's right, yeah, one pump. think about it," matt encouages, leaning his head against your shoulder a little more before he adds on, "you got this. real simple. like.. a type of shot."

"one pump.. uh, takes one shot to kill someone in game? with the.. pump shotgun?" it's a wild guess of yours, you had no clue, a shot in the dark, to say the least. but to your surprise, it's right, and he practically beams. "you're so fuckin' smart," he sighs, a little giggle of his own escaping him. nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, he gives you a few gentle kisses as a little well done for getting it right. it was simple, sure, but he was so proud of you for getting it right.

"y'sure you haven't played fortnite before? might be even better than i am," matt mutters, and he revels in the way you laugh at his words. "you're laughin', i mean it!" he whines a little, poking you in the side which only causes you to laugh more. "mmh, okay, baby, whatever you say," though your words are a little muffled by the kisses you give him on his cheek, he hears you, and his smile only grows a lot more. "don't 'whatever you say' me.." he grumbles.

the moment is cut short however by him realising that the storm is closing in on him, and he quickly sits up, "oh, shit," he grabs the mouse again, "impromptu lesson on don't stay in the storm or y'die, you payin' attention? great."

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[humpster35]

Nerd!Matt Headcannons

~After he reads your homework he gets hard

~Codes a cute message for you

~Let’s you take his glasses to wear jokingly

~Keeps the glasses on when fucking you. He would push them back up in the middle of thrusting into you.

~Always correcting you no matter what.

~Asks your permission to hold your hand

~He’s shy

~Talks minimal or a lot. No in between. He’s either ranting about matt equations or shutting up and admiring you.

~Owns a lot of ties

~His hair is usually messy from staying up all night

~He likes using condoms

~Started wearing a watch on his hand so he would know what time you’re gonna be out of class

~Smells freshly printed paper and his signature cologne

~Carries breath mints

~Curses a lot when he’s frustrated

~Will take time to make you cum if he’s fingering you. He has to be perfect at everything, even this.

~He made a folder full of all your graded paper

~Likes to watch you eat

~His love language is giving

~He’s needy

~Whimpers during sex

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[vanteguccir]

Can you do hc of nerd!matt and popular! reader sfw and nsfw 🙏🙏🙏🙏

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNERD X POPULAR * MATT STURNIOLO * HEADCANON

SUMMARY　::　a life with nerd!Matt and popular!Y/N.

FEATURING　nerd!Matt Sturniolo x popular!reader

WARNINGS　::　NFSW (mdni)

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form of plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

01. SFW　─　

── nerd!Matt who always had his nose buried in books, and never expected anyone to notice him.

── nerd!Matt who stayed behind after class, talking to the teacher about his favorite physics theories or latest computer coding project.

── nerd!Matt who was more than a little surprised when Y/N, the popular girl everyone adored, approached him.

── nerd!Matt who couldn't believe it when she kept coming back. Why would someone as popular and beautiful as Y/N want to hang out with a loser like him?

── nerd!Matt who thought that maybe it was some kind of joke, but as days passed, he realized that she really liked talking to him, listening to his rambles about the latest scientific discoveries or the plot of the new sci-fi novel he was engrossed in.

── nerd!Matt who would often pull Y/N into his arms no matter where they were, pressing soft kisses to her temple and murmuring how much he loved her, how pretty she was and how lucky he was to have her.

── nerd!Matt who was attentive, always noticing the little things, like when she had a rough day and needed some cheering up, or when she wore a new perfume.

── popular!Y/N who, on the other hand, was the more outgoing of the two, and loved spoiling Matt, buying him little gifts, like a new set of headphones or a rare comic book.

── nerd!Matt who would always blush, insisting she didn’t need to give him all of that, but she could see the joy in his eyes whenever he received something from her.

── nerd!Matt who would help Y/N with her assignments, patiently explaining concepts she didn’t understand. He had a knack for teaching, making even the most complicated topics seem simple.

── popular!Y/N who loved having coffee dates with him, sitting close to him, his voice soothing and steady as he told her about some random thing. He’d often get carried away, rambling on and on, and Y/N would just sit there, chin resting on her hand, listening to him with blown wide pupils.

── popular!Y/N who was always there for Matt, supporting him in his dreams, encouraging him to pursue his passions.

── popular!Y/N who would go out of her way to make his life easier, like bringing him his favorite snacks during late-night study sessions or surprising him with a coffee in the morning before classes.

── nerd!Matt who is totally obsessed with Y/N, and is always finding a way to bring her up in every conversation, gushing about everything she'd ever done, "oh, my girlfriend taught me this", "my girlfriend loves that music", "my girlfriend comes here all the time", "my girlfriend said...".

── nerd!Matt who's favorite thing to do is watching her cheerleader practice, and who has her whole schedule memorized and, during busy days, he always find a way to surprise her with her favorite snacks or only his presence.

── popular!Y/N who is always leaving short, sweet notes with little doodles and slips them into Matt's locker, always making sure to be close when he opens the door, only to see his cheeks turn into a bright red and his lips form a shy smile.

── nerd!Matt who, even though isn't into big parties or social gatherings, if Y/N wants to go to one, he shows up to support her, staying by her side and making sure she feels special.

── nerd!Matt who always find a way to meet her between classes and insists on carrying her bag and making sure she gets to her next one in time, even if he already has his many books on his hands and it causes him to get late to his next class.

02. NFSW　─　

── nerd!Matt who is incredibly shy and insecure before their first time. He had never been with anyone before Y/N, and he was terrified of messing things up.

── nerd!Matt who feels inadequate with his lack of experience, especially when he compares himself to Y/N’s previous relationships, turning him self-conscious about his body, not sure if he was attractive enough for her.

── popular!Y/N who was always patient with him and never pressured him into anything, always letting him set the pace.

── popular!Y/N who made sure he felt comfortable and safe when they had sex for the first time, being gentle and reassuring him with soft touches and kind words.

── popular!Y/N who always showed him how much she adored his body, kissing every inch of him, making him feel cherished and loved, melting away his insecurities, allowing him to relax and enjoy their moments together.

── nerd!Matt who, with time, became more confident, and started embracing his body.

── nerd!Matt who take his time to learn what Y/N liked, where to touch and how to do it and turn his girl in a brainless doll.

── nerd!Matt who maintains his shy, reserved demeanor in public, blushing whenever Y/N gets too close, but in the moment they're alone, it's like a switch flips.

── nerd!Matt who has full control over her, manhandling Y/N with firm hands and intense eyes, loving the way she melts under his touch.

── nerd!Matt who has his mind constantly filled with the most sinful thoughts about Y/N, it doesn't matter where he is or what he's doing; her naked and perfect little body is always there.

── nerd!Matt who, during classes, fantasizes about taking her right then and there, bend her over the teacher's table and make her moan his name as loud as she can, begging for more.

── nerd!Matt who is a pussy addicted, and makes Y/N sit on his face whenever they can, her thighs trembling on either side of his head as he eats her out like a starved man.

── nerd!Matt who gets off on the way that she grips his hair, pulling hard as he buries his tongue deep inside her.

── nerd!Matt who is always hard, just one glance at Y/N, and he’s already straining against his pants.

── nerd!Matt who is obsessed with her boobs, whether they're covered by a shirt or not. He can’t help but stare like a pervert, his thoughts immediately drifting to how they’d feel in his hands, how her nipples would harden under his touch.

── nerd!Matt who is vocal about his need for his girl, often whimpering and whining when he’s hard, telling her how much better it would feel if he were inside her, until he can convince her.

── nerd!Matt who can be so desperate, pressing his erection against her thigh or ass, whispering dirty things in her ear about how he wants to bury himself in her warm walls, to feel her clenching around him all day long.

── nerd!Matt who, at school, always finds secluded spots to pull her aside for a heated make-out session, getting out of there with his glasses foggy and his hair messy.

© vanteguccir

[chrattvibe]

nerd!matt | headcannons.

nerd!matt who... is kind of introvert, but if he is in a comfort zone, he will not stop yapping. His best friends are his brothers and then his deskmate and the two guys who sit in front of them.

nerd!matt who... gets along very well with his brothers' friends too. He will even hang out with them if he runs into them on campus during his free time between classes.

nerd!matt who... is always the first to arrive to class. He had a great relationship with the teachers. Of course he's the favorite of all of 'em. You will find him casually chatting with them before class about any questions he might have, or simply wanting to have better information for his notes.

nerd!matt who... is low profile, but has something about his presence that just makes you notice when he walks into the room.

nerd!matt who... has that particular self-confidence. Good posture, firm voice but soft at the same time. If you approach him to talk, he will be so gentle and kind. And if he is in a good mood, he will even make a few jokes here and there.

Nerd!matt who... is always willing to lend his notes if someone misses a few days of class in a row.

"Hey matt..." you said, approaching his desk when his deskmate got up to go to the teacher's desk.

"Oh, hi! How you doin'? I heard you were sick, are you better?" he said, looking up from his notebook to meet your gaze, adjusting his pen on his ear to lean back on his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah... I'm better, thanks." you said, feeling slightly flattered by his interest. "So, um... I was wonder if... I could borrow your notes from yesterday's class."

"Of course! Just the ones from yesterday? You haven't been here for like, three days." he said searching through his notebook. "Here, the ones from Tuesday and Wednesday are also there." he said extending a small stack of paper. "Or I could send 'em to you by photos to your number... only if that works better for you."

Nerd!matt who... is super smart, of course. He knows a lot about a lot of things. Ask him about any topic you want. Music, math, sports, biology, arts, movies, whatever you want to talk about. He will be able to hold a good conversation. And even if he doesn't know much about the topic, he will listen to you attentively and then do his own research on it so he can tell you his point of view next time.

"Saw the movie." he said, after tapping twice on your desk with his finger to get your attention. "It wasn't that bad." He said as he slowly walked towards his desk, which was just a few rows behind yours.

"Did you actually watch it?" You said, frowning, remembering the conversation you two had a few days ago about this movie.

"C'mon..." He said, tilting his head slightly with a little smirk, settling into his seat. Almost in a tone of obviousness. "We need to talk at recess."

Masterlist !

Notes: HELLOO. This is my first time writing something like this, so let me know if you like it. I don't know how often I'll do this (probably not so often), but I think I liked it. :) See ya.

—Chrattvibe.

[eternaldesi]

࣪ ೨ ۪ introducing…nerd!matt && sororitygirl!reader

২ hell n back by bakar. . . The first thing you notice about Matt is his glasses. Big, round frames that always seem to slide down his nose, the lenses occasionally fogging up when he’s deep into some obscure discussion about coding, astronomy, or whatever hyper-specific niche interest has currently stolen his attention. the kind of guy who can recite Pi to an absurd number of decimals but forgets where he left his hoodie. Doesn’t talk much in class, but when he does he uses big intellectual words. Spends his weekends programming his own websites and video games. Writes you love letters since he doesn’t own a phone. chewing on his pens when he’s taking notes or studying

ᩧ ✷ get you by Daniel Caesar. . . the kind of girl people notice when you walk into a room. Perfectly styled hair, and a glossy manicure that matches your outfit. Themed parties and group study session with your sorority sisters. Color coded notes and a pink folder covered in Polaroids. Nails always done and clothes always clean. A walking Pinterest board. a bright smile and the cutest laugh a girl could have

[chrisspirategirl]

Take it ────── „Matt Sturniolo

@chrisspirategirl

IN WHICH (👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨)… nerd!matt can’t seem to control himself when he’s around IT girl!reader

WARNINGS: hard sex (f!receiving), unprotected p in v DO NOT DO THIS ALWAYS BE PROTECTED!, pet names, eating out, basically all that smut shit!

“I can’t feel my face when I’m with you. But I love it, but I love it.”

The room was dimly lit, shadows flickers across the walls of the bedroom as the city buzzed outside. But in here, the air was thick—warm, close, electric.

You had invited Matt over to help you study for an upcoming exam in one of your guys’s classes, Matt was quick to agree because truthfully he could never say no to you. He saw it as an opportunity to be closer to you, privately that is.

Only 30 minutes into this so called session which was just you sitting beside him looking so gorgeous and Matt struggling to even breathe—he finds himself picturing you on top of him and this heavy ass text book scattered on the ground.

He gently takes the textbook from you not able to bare the pain throbbing in his cock. Pre cum was oozing from his swollen tip, begging to be released painting the inside of his jeans and boxers. He needed you in a way that made him look too desperate to even ask for you to have sex with him. But he needed to bury himself inside of you in the next 4 minutes or he’d seriously be dead.

You look over at him with a look of confusion, perhaps he’s struggling to read the words??

“You’ve been doing so good, let’s take a break yeah?” He spoke his voice was raw like he desperately needed something but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

“Yeah alright, did you want some water?”

He only shakes his head no, his tongue sweeps across his bottom lip as he holds eye contact with you for a good few seconds before looking down at his lap then back up to seal that little spark once more. “No but there is something else I want” is all he said, his hand hovered over your waist not quite touching but just close enough for you to feel the warmth of his touch.

He didn’t touch you right away, just traced your figure with his eyes like he was memorizing every curve of yours, practically stripping you naked. And when his fingers slipped under your shirt finally brushing against your skin goosebumps were quick to form.

“So soft” he hummed softly rubbing the tips of his fingers against your flesh arousing your core. His simple touch had you dripping.

“I need to be inside you so badly, y/n.”

“I need to feel my dick stretch you out”

His pleas only made you more soaked than before, panties were sopping wet.

You didn’t say yes or no, didn’t need to when that look in your eyes gave him the answer he wanted. In a matter of seconds his mouth is on yours firmly pushing you down into your mattress ripping off your clothes and throwing it aside, his was off soon after.

His cock was hard—thick, veiny, already dripping at the tip, strained for you and you only.

His hand wraps around himself dragging it down against your pussy, teasingly rubbing it up and down against your slit. Breathless moans falling out from your pouty lips as you looked up at him with lust laced eyes, ones that read ‘fuck me’. Matt noticed this quickly and wasted no time in giving you what you wanted.

You felt every inch of him sink inside you, a small groan rumbled through his chest at the sensation of your gummy walls clinging onto him deliciously. His pace was slow, steady at first, “you okay?” He asked huskily you nodded your head pulling him into you closer earning a shaky breath from him he didn’t know he was holding onto.

“Fuck—you feel so fucking good” he whispered keeping that same slow pace that was both torturous yet pleasing.

“Matt” you whined your hips grinding against his trying to get more friction from him, “what is it baby?” He coos leaning down to ghost his lips against yours electrifying the moment even more.

“Please… faster” you gasped, nails digging into his back as your hips grind against his once again.

“Can you handle it faster mama?” He teased hooking his hand under one of your thighs to change the angle pounding inside of you harshly not letting you answer his question only obeying your request.

“Ohh—f-fuck..” you moaned

“Right there? You feel it, feel me fucking you?” He taunted hitting your cervix with brutal force bruising it by this point but the feeling was so good you begged for more.

Tits bouncing pretty little whimpers leaving your lips every now and then, exactly what Matt pictured for the longest time.

“You take me so well baby, makes me wanna ruin you.”

“Fuck fuck—don’t stop, right there Matt please!” Your begging only fueled his desire to fuck you faster til you forgot your own name, til your pussy was drenched with his cum to the point it drips out.

“You feel that?” He coos leaning down to place sloppy kisses around your perky breasts, “all this just for you, you make me so fucking hard I just want to fuck you over and over again.”

Your fingers trail down from his back to the bedsheets gripping them painfully tight your knuckles turn white. He senses the small shake of your legs knowing you’re close. He takes the opportunity to quickly pull out leaning down to feast on your swollen cunt.

His tongue circled your clit with practiced precision, fast and messy, his face slick with your arousal as he moaned like he couldn’t get enough of you. He licked, sucked and fucked you either his mouth—eating like the starved man he was for your pussy, your thighs slowly began closing in on his head, pathetic moans slipping from your half open mouth grinding against his face to get more of him on you. He’s not fazed by your sudden eagerness he only grips tightly onto your thighs spreading them harshly apart and kept going.

His tongue by now buried deep into your pussy and his nose nudging against your swollen clit erupting broken moans from you, his name is all that can be heard.

Your voiced cracked between moans trying to form words “d-don’t slow down p-please.. I want it all”

He chuckled against your pussy giving it a final kiss before lifting back up his head to look down at you, your juices coating his face. He only looked good with your juices on his face.

He quickly shoved himself back inside of you tip kissing your g spot perfectly, you cried out as he bottomed out, the blunt head of his cock repeatedly knocking into your cervix with a delicious kind of pain had you seeing stars. Your walls closed in on him tightly earning shaky moans as he moaned how good you felt around him.

“Can’t get enough of this pussy.”

“Oh—yes fuck, right there please.”

“Yeah? Here? You love feeling my dick inside of you baby?”

“Mhm, I’m so close Matt..”

“You gonna make a mess on my dick?”

He watched as his cock pumped in and out of your your needy moans filling the background only exciting him as every thrust earned a more desperate response, with his final few thrusts he pulls out quickly pumping his dick as his cum splattered all over your stomach, both of you left breathless.

“I had no idea you’d be so good in bed” you let out still trying to catch your breath.

He lets out a low chuckle trailing kisses up your neck til he reaches your lips letting you taste yourself off his tongue, “only for you would I ever be this rough in bed.”

Gimme that gimme that gimme that gimme that gimme that gimme that gimme that gimme that. Not proofread once again because I’m lazy 💔💔

Dividers —> @bernardsbendystraws

Tags 🏷️: @courta13 & @heartsonlyforchris

[intergals]

✩࿐࿔

INTRODUCING NERD!MATT — BEST PAIRED WITH POPULAR!READER

ִ ࣪𖤐:: shy. always has his face in a book. Gets talkative when he talks about y/n or his favorite topics. Button ups, black glasses, and beaten up sneakers. Solving Rubik’s cubes. Journals. Writes notes because he doesn’t have a phone

[overflowingteacupoflove]

"Im not as think as you drunk i am" Sororitygirl!reader x nerd!matt NNN Day 4!

"Matt!" You yell and stumble over to him, drink sloshing around in your red solo cup as you giggle and almost step all over Matt's foot. It took you forever to find him on one of many couches in your sorority house.

"Woah- hi." Matt smiles up at you, hands grabbing your hips to hold you steady. You smile back, your face feels hot and its probably dripping with sweat from you dancing all night.

You push his glasses up on his nose and turn around to perch yourself on his knee. "You get new glasses? I like 'em" You giggle and lay your head back on his shoulder, the strap of your dress is slipping down your shoulder and you don't care to fix it- which is not normal for you.

"You're so drunk right now, honey." Matt snorts and nods. "But yeah, did get new glasses." He fixes the strap of your dress, cold fingers a shock to your hot body.

"M'not that drunk." You grumble as you sip your drink. Its definitely acholic, Matt can tell by the face you made afterwards. He nods with an "Uh-huh." Before wrapping his arms around your middle and lay his head in the crook of your neck.

"M'not!" You exclaim again, he just smiles softly and nods.

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a pr3ttyf4wn scroll !

[sturnlover21390]

Truth or dare pt.1

Your failing all of your classes, and Matt offers to tutor, you have no idea how this little action, will change everything.

no use of y/n, no smut (yet)

As I’m walking down the hall I see my English teacher, Mr.Jhonson, walk towards me. He’s always on my ass trying to figure out when I’m going to turn in my assignments, when we both know it’ll never happen.

“Ellie , this is unacceptable” he says in an stern voice. “You have a D in most of your classes, and the semester is comming to a end. Get it together before you fail the year.”

“I’m trying my hardest” I lie.

“Try harder” he says before walking away

See, I don’t understand how professors are aloud to just walk away and students aren’t, but that’s a secret the whole world would never get a anwser to.

“Hey, I heard you and Mr. Johnson’s conversation back there and I was thinking I could help?” I hear Matt say, hesitantly.

I had no idea why he was talking to me. He always had his head dug into a book in the library, or focused on studying his notes for the next test.

“So” I start “you were eavesdropping?”

Instantly his checks start to form a bright red “noo, see I- I was just walking by and - I would never.” he says in a defensive manner.

“Calm down Matt, I’m just teasing” I say with a giggle, “and what do you mean by help?”

“I was thinking maybe I could tutor you a bit? I wouldn’t want you to fail” he finishes, looking away.

“Uh .. yeah. Yeah, sure, do I have to pay you?”

“No!” Matt says a bit too loud for both of our comfort “I mean, no you don’t ..collage is already expensive enough right?”

“Okay sure, I can give you my address? I live off campus”I suggest.

And it was a plan

At 3pm I was going to see him. I have no idea why I was so excited to see somebody I’ve barley said 3 words to, but nonetheless, here I am. When I get home I change into sweatpants and a crop top. I put my hair up into a bun, then started my makeup. I don’t know why I put in more effort than usual, I mean it’s not like this is a date. But for some reason I wanted to look good for him. Look good for Matt.

A few knocks on the door grabbed my attention. I put some of my makeup away before heading to the door.

“Hey” I say, with a soft smile on my face.

“Hey, can I come in” he says back, with a edge in his voice.

“Sure” i open the door a bit wider, as he walks in. I point to the dining table as we both make our way there. “Hey, you good?” I question. He seemed a little bit different from earlier today. Like he now had an attitude or something was bothering him.

“Yeah, everything’s fine, just my brother kinda gave me shit before I got here. That dosent matter though, let’s get started”

He takes out his computer , while starting to talk about economics or something, honestly I hardly was paying attention. I couldn’t stop looking at him, how confident he was in the work he was showing me, how it seemed like this naturally came to him. 

“Do you understand that?” He says, and I get pulled out of my thoughts.

“Um, yea, sure. Anyways what happned earlier with your brother? Was it Chris or Nick?”

“You know them?” He questions

“Obviously, it’s not everyday I see triplets, everybody sorta knows you guys”

“Yeah I guess it hard to miss us” he says, with a soft smile displayed on his face.”it’s nothing that serious though they just they keep trying to convince me to go to this party later tonight and-“

“Wait Brittney’s party?” I say happily “You should defeintly go , you can even come with me, promise it’ll be fun.”

“I’m not really a party kind of person, , it’s so loud and I don’t feel like dancing with a bunch of sweaty people”

“Come on Matt, it’ll be so much fun, plus aren’t party’s part of the “amazing collage experience” I say sarcastically.

“Um.. I guess , you know what okay I’ll go with you, if you promise to at least try to pass your classes” he says blushing.

I wasent going to go to Britney’s party, but for some reason I really wanted to go with him. Spend time with him. I don’t get why I’m so drawn to him, but I don’t mind it.

[bubblexkitty]

IM COOKING UP A (maybe) FIRE NERD!MATT AND POPULAR!READER FIC😼

[pearlzier]

────⠀ ⠀nerd!matt x meangirl!reader hcs 'n' stuff

☆ currently obsessed with meangirl!reader i love her. this is very inspired by @tiny_tobasco on tiktok's 'mean' girls girl series shes so meangirl!reader and i got inspired so hard. sfw n nsfw under the cut

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ you two only met properly, before all of the tutoring sessions, when at some party. matt didn't actually know how he got there, well, he did, chris had dragged him there. however, he didn't know why he'd decided to stay. he regrets it especially when some frat guys start making fun of him. he's not completely helpless, he stands his ground, but there's a lot of them and chris is nowhere in sight

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ he's absolutely shitting himself when he sees you come over—assuming you're going to laugh at him with the frat guys. doesn't stop the huge crush he has on you however. the look of your glossy, plump lips tugged into a frown as you walk over, your heels clicking against the floor and the way your little dress clings to the swell of your tits. honestly, he kinda forgets about the insults 'till he snaps back into things.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "can you guys shut the fuck up, jesus christ," he's surprised at the fact you're not talking to him, but at them. his eyes drop to your arms folded under your chest before your face. "like, get over yourselves. your little boner party is like, not it. leave him alone, god,"

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ your habit of saying 'like' in every sentence never really went away, but he liked it. it was so you. you talked, a lot, hence the amount of filler words you needed. he's surprised you haven't even started debate club because you'd absolutely win every debate.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ matt's surprised by how flustered the guys get, at how much power you have over them. but honestly, if you spoke to him like that, he'd get completely flustered too. he already is, the stern tone in your voice making his dick stir in his pants. he's mid adjust when you turn to him, and he blinks, getting flustered himself. damn it. "thanks—"

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "i didn't know you," you're chewing bubble gum, head cocking to the side a little as your eyes rake over him. "but i do now," you pop, obnoxiously to anyone else but endearing to him, "so hi." he's smitten. "you're staring."

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "sorry," he apologises immediately, not wanting you to think he's a creep or anything. you blink, not saying much, before you laugh, "it's okay. people do it a lot." yeah, he's sure they do. "like, yeah. um. you want a drink?" you, you, offering him a drink. holy shit, he needs to take a lap.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ he didn't think you guys would talk after that. but, somehow, you did. it was a little indirect at first since it came through chris, but he basically talked to you, right? he was in his dorm room, when chris bursts in, stood at the door. "dude, knocking? it's a thing? read about it?" chris doesn't pay much attention to his brother's words, not really. "don't wanna hear about your hypotheses, but okay." matt rolls his eyes. but when chris mentions your name, his interest is piqued almost immediately.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "me? she was talking about me?" he's shitting himself. chris doesn't seem all that fussed, as he continues, "uh, yeah, she wanted you to tutor her or something," matt deflates a tiny bit, since maybe that meant you just wanted to get your grades up and didn't really wanna be his friend, or something more. but he thinks back to the night you two met and how much fun you two had, so he's down to see what happens.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ little did he know he literally would never get rid of you after that. he's literally stuck with you forever now

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ everyone thinks you're a total bitch (you lowkey are, but only when it calls for it) but matt sees you for more. honestly he feels the only reason people think you're mean at first glance is your resting bitch face, bluntness and inability to hold conversation. like—you're an absolute sweetheart sometimes and no one but matt, and by proxy his friends, know that.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ he's just. used to you by now. if he wakes up in the middle of the night and feels you beside him he's gonna assume you're back from a night out and just forgot where your dorm is. matt just draws you in and rests his head against your chest, not thinking twice about it. similarly, if he wakes up and you're in the kitchen for god knows what reason, he just wanders out and stands there for a minute. "girl dinner," you tell him, and he just nods, padding back to the bed.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ matt's also used to being dragged to your little brunches with your girls. he's just there because you asked him to be, he hasn't really got any business being there.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "baby! her bestfriend got with her ex," you tell him, as he's scrolling through his phone sat beside you at the table.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "cut her off, bad friend," he says, without looking up from his phone. you nod in agreement with him, a soft, "mhm," coming from your lips before you and your friend continue with the conversation.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ you're a really attentive listener, contrary to what many may think. you stare blankly at matt the entire time he's rambling about a new game that came out, and he thinks you're not interested, so he stops. the moment he does, you speak up, "no, continue," he hesitates before he does, and when he sees the faint shift in your expression, a softening, he gets back into it

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ matt's always proud of you like after he started tutoring you your grades went up by a lot and he eventually realised he didn't need to tutor you anymore. and then he realised you didn't need tutoring a while back and just acted like you didn't know some things on purpose so he'd hang out with you. he really needed to give you more credit for that one.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ GOSSIPING. matt loves to chat shit with you !!!! he's had all these opinions and thoughts he's kept to himself this entire time about the meathead frat boys you hung out with sometimes and the vapid sorority girls you were friends with and he finally gets to share them with someone. he knows you'll never tell anyone, plus, you agree with everything he says anyway. "yeah, she actually hates him. she's with him for a bet."

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "a bet???" he's stunned, mouth agape. "yup," you nod, continuing with doing your makeup as you shrug, "and he's with her on a bet too, so like," he's learnt SO much shit about what goes on because of you <3

NSᅟᅟ꒰͡ ‎ ‎⭒۫ ‎ ‎ִ ‎ ‎͡꒱ᅟᅟFW

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ you were definitely his first for everything—which he's glad for. he knew things, of course, he's not helpless, he had just never done it before. you taught him things, helped explain that porn isn't even that accurate, and made sure he was confident in everything. he felt this bitter pang in his chest when hearing about the fact you'd kissed people before, he hates the idea of with anyone else however you quickly make him feel better

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ matt LOVES your titties like a lot. he's always been looking at them before, he knows, watching how your pretty clothes cling to your chest. or even your push up bras making it more obvious. but the moment he got to actually see them properly and even touch them, he melted almost immediately. you're so pretty, fuck, they're so soft and he could melt everytime he gets his hands on you

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "what if you suffocate?" you ask, as he's mid boob smothering, resting his head against your chest. "fine with me," he mumbles, breath hot against your soft skin as he sighs into you. you shrug, running your fingers through his dark hair

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ started out as nervous and anxious but slowly grew into the whole sex thing. he's more confident in himself now, taking the lead a little bit more.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ loves watching his dick slide in and out of your wet hole, the pretty sounds that escape you and the pretty sounds of your pussy with each thrust of his hips. you look so good like this, on the bed beneath him. the way your tits bounce with each cant of his hips. "you look so pretty, oh my god, so, so pretty, fuck, shit, oh,"

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ matt's a rambler when he fucks you, unable to stay quiet. he makes the sweetest sounds, whimpering, whining and moaning at the feel of your tight heat around his cock and he sure as hell praises you like crazy. you're so, so damn gorgeous and he's so amazed that he even gets to have you like this

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ despite how confident he's grown, you can always get him to melt into a mess by just a little bit of teasing. "please, plea—please, oh my god, wanna.. i've been good, promise.." he hiccups his words out softly, eyes falling down to your hand pumping his cock rapidly. "i know, baby, i know. doing so good for me, wanna come? you're gonna come for me?" he doesn't even care how condescending you're being, he just wants to be good for you, and to feel good himself.

🌸 ⤸﹒✧﹒ "gonna come for you," he pants shakily, feeling that familar heat coil in his lower tummy as he grasps tightly at the bed beneath him. he feels his thighs trembling and shaky till he finally comes, white ropes of cum spurting from his tip and coating his stomach. he whines shakily, grasping at your thighs almost immediately to draw you in closer and press his lips to yours, whimpering shakily against your mouth.

────⠀ ⠀ @stevelacylovebot, @gloomy-ghoulz, @lovesickgrlsrh0t, @pkfferoo, @arixsturns, @blue-d, @cxokanna444, @deanscrush, @rvdhoods-wp

[humpster35]

Guys…guys…..After shaking Matt’s hand—he would go home and jerk off…..imagining it’s you doing it, still having the smell of your lotion on his hands

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[queenbreana]

Thank you so very much for 50 followers!!! And I’m currently working on the Princess!singer!taylor x loser!nerd!matt series rn so that has yet to come……i hope.