#so yeah thats perfect for nick

[its-ezraaa]

Reworked character sheets for my Dungeons and Dragons AU! The Kings Row boys are playing "Swords and Serpents" with Seiji as the long-suffering Dungeon Master. Who do you want to see next?

[freshxsturniolo]

THATS FRESH LOVE FOR THE FIT - chris sturniolo x femreader!

request : Can you write a fic about how all the triplets are at a fresh love merch photoshoot. Y/N is the model but then Chris starts to check y/n out and starts to get hard but doesn’t want his brothers to notice and tries to play it off but y/n does notice and does something about it….

warnings : smut, oral, self masturbation

chris could not take his eyes off of you. not that he ever usually could anyway, but seeing you standing so effortlessly gorgeous, a complete natural, in front of the camera for his OWN brand made him feel giddy.

you had wore fresh love around him a hundred times before, you had your own stash of clothes but you equally would always steal his too, but there was something about this that was different.

he had never wanted to ask you to model before, only for the fact he felt protective of you. for the most part, his fanbase was incredible, but there was no hiding some of the more hateful comments you received. he admired the way you didn't let it bother you, but there was a difference between the odd instagram post and an entire photoshoot.

but gods, he couldn't resist anymore. it started with the most previous lets trip merch drop, and the way the internet went wild for the new baby tees. they had been your idea, knowing the fanbase would love them, and they kicked themselves immediately for not asking you to model when they announced the merch drop on instagram and saw the way the comments went wild.

just me who thinks @/yourusername should have modelled that baby tee?

nah more baby tees next drop and get @/yourusername to model please

excuse me? baby tees? @/yourusername we neeeeeed some pics of you in this

so when it came down to picking models for his next fresh love drop, he had bounced on you immediately.

"are you sure?" you had said with an excited smile when he asked you, thinking he was going to simply ask you to come along. he knew you had a creative eye and would help him direct the shoots.

"of course, baby. if you feel comfortable to?" he had asked, and you had wrapped your arms around his neck.

"i would love to"

but chris underestimated just how much he would find if difficult to watch you, for the pure and simple fact you were the most beautiful girl he had seen in his whole entire life. you were stood now behind the camera, a fan was placed strategically at the side of you to blow your hair across to the side. you were bare faced, chris' favourite look on you, with some lipgloss on your lips to make them shine throughout the camera, and a sultry look upon your face. you damn well knew how to work the camera.

"gods, she looks incredible" nick said at the side of chris as he watched you, taking his phone out and snapping some photos for you on his phone. you had asked nick kindly to take some behind the scenes photos for you to look back on, and help promote the drop for chris when it was finally released.

"yeah" chris mumbled, swallowing deeply as the photographer asked you to turn more the side. you were modelling a new t-shirt and sweatpants, and the photographer had asked you to move so the side of the pants where visible, fresh love running down the side of the leg. you knew exactly what you were doing, placing your hands in the pockets and arching your back, your ass sticking out ever so slightly to create the perfect curve. he could not stop looking at you. he couldn't.

you were in your own zone, feeling more comfortable than you even thought you would. you'd done shots with the other models first to get you in the zone, having never modelled before, yet somehow when you were alone it had come so naturally to you. you knew your better angles, knew the vision chris had had for this particular launch.

so when you finally let your eyes wonder to him, you can't help the smirk that overcomes you. he's standing next to nick, who you notice is taking photos on his phone of you, with his arms crossed. his eyes dark but intensely wide as he looks over you. you wander your eyes back to the camera for just another second but you can't seem to stop yourself from looking back towards him. nicks saying something to him now, and chris all but nods, before his eyes wander to yours. you stare at each other in a moment of knowing. you were doing perfectly.

he gulps, walking forward slightly, when the photographer calls cut for a second. you snap your head straight to him, giving him a smile.

"are they okay?" you ask, putting yourself in a more relaxed position. and the photographer smiles.

"perfect, do you wanna come look?" and then he turns to chris. "chris, man, do you wanna come and look?"

you look over at your boyfriend and watch as his eyes finally divert away from you, and he gives a smile to the photographer before walking over. you smile, stepping forward towards the laptop with all your photos already automatically transferred over. when you see the first few, you let out a giggle, happy with the way in which they come out, before you feel firm hands on your hips.

you smile, turning your head to catch your boyfriends eye for just a second before he diverts back to the laptop, pulling you closer into him. a small gasp leaves your lips when you feel him, his erection hard against your back. chris gives your hips a squeeze, signalling for you to be quiet, and you let out a smirk as you look back at the photos.

“she’s a natural, chris. i can’t believe you’ve never asked her to model before”

you smile up at the photographer as chris speaks. “yeah, me either. is she done?”

you quick whip your head to chris, giving him an eye, but he ignores you as his eyes bore into the photographer.

“unless you wanted photos together,” you press your back against chris now, the top of your ass rubbing against his cock, and he lets out a small whimper. “to show the clothes are unisex? i think it would be a great selling point”

you spin around now fully in chris’ grasps, pressing your chest against his, the dark sultry look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know.

“shall we, baby?” you smile up at him, and he looks at you for a second, putting his arm around your back and pulling you closer to him, his erection now hard against your stomach, before looking towards nick.

“can’t nick do it?” he says, his throat husky.

you smirk but whip your head to nick, who looks up from his phone.

“me?! i think he meant it would sell well as a mr and mrs type situation” nick barked back, and you let out a chuckle as you look back up at chris, just in time to see him gulp. he looks to the photographer before back to you, and you tilt your head to the side.

“what’s wrong, babe?” you say, pressing yourself further into him, and he lets out a small groan before looking back to the photographer.

“can we take 5? i need to change” chris almost crocked out, and you let out a satisfied giggle as you go to step away from him. but his grip on you becomes tighter, and you only have to look down for a short second to see his current pants are doing nothing to hide his growing member. you smirk, embracing in his touch and feeling giddy at the thought of his reaction to you.

the photographer smiles and nods before looking toward you. “do you wanna take a few more single shots whilst we wait?”

but you don’t get time to answer. “no.” chris says for you. “i need to talk to her a second”

the photographer throws up his hands, before turning back to his computer. chris bends down to speak in your ear.

“start walking, and stay firmly in front of me” he whispers, and you give him a sultry smile. “and stop fucking looking at me like that, unless you’re going to do something about this little problem.”

you smirk. “little?” you say, looking down at him.

he groans, twisting your body around and pushing you forward slightly, and you can’t help but laugh as you start to walk forward. but you don’t get far before nick is on your side, his phone thrown in your direction.

“look at these” he beams, and you take the phone from him as you flick through the photos he had taken.

“oh my god” you smile, genuinely happy with what you can see, but hands are in front of you and the phone is whipped from your hand.

“chris” you squeal, turning around to look at him, but he grabs your hips and pulls you against him as he tosses the phone back in nicks direction.

“not now, nick” he says, and nick throws him a questioning glance, his eyes diverting down to chris’ hands firmly on your hips. his eyes widen slightly, but chris is pushing you forward again, aiming towards the back room where the changing rooms for the models is.

“chris” you whisper, and when you’re finally out of the clearly of others eyes, he steps to the side of you.

“i’m not having my brothers see what you do to me” he says, grabbing your hand.

you’re silent for a second as he walks into the changing rooms, pushing you inside and checking you’re alone, before he shuts the door behind you. he leans his head against the door, taking a deep breathe before he spins around to look at you.

“sorry, baby. you just - fuck - you look so good. i need a minute.”

but with your eyes firmly on the outline of his cock through his sweatpants, you pounce. your hands are on his waistband immediately, and you start to pull them down.

“what are you-“

“let me help, baby” you say, pushing him against the door and getting down on your knees.

“you don’t need to - oh fuck”

it’s too late, his sweatpants are down and your hands are palming him through his boxers, one hand hooked around the waist band as you pull those down too. his cock springs against his stomach, pre cum already covering his tip as you take him into your hands again.

“don’t need to, huh? you was just going to let this go down by itself” you say, and he looks down at you with a look you’d seen so many times before. he couldn’t resist you, he needed you. “i’ll make it quick” you joke, and you move forward as you take him whole. your soft plump lips working him immediately.

“fuck” he groans, his hands coming to your hair, taking a firm grip as you bob your head up and down. it’s been seconds and he’s already shaking, his back hitting the door as he arches his hips forward so you’re forced to take him even deeper.

“look at me” he whispers, grabbing your hair and tugging so you automatically look up at him. you can’t help but let out a chuckle, the vibrations it sends across his cock making him almost whimper. but he keeps his eyes on you, even when you twist your head to take him deeper, your tongue working across his tip every other second, something which you knew sent him crazy.

“my fucking girl” he whispers. “my beautiful fucking girl.”

and you can’t help but moan, your thighs clenching as his words sends shivers through you, right to your core. but he notices, he sees the way your eyes change and your legs get tight together and he doesn’t even think before he lets out his next words.

“touch yourself” he says, and you stop what you’re doing immediately, removing your mouth from him. his eyes widen. “fuck, sorry. you don’t have to, i don’t know what-“

but you don’t let him finish before you slid your hands down your sweatpants, feeling your own wet folds. his eyes widen again, and he’s about to say something before your mouth is on him again, taking him deep, whilst your rub your own clit.

this was the hottest thing you’d ever done.

“oh my god” he whispers, his eyes diverting from your eyes to your hand, not knowing where to look.

you can feel yourself close to the edge within seconds, the feel of his cock withering in your mouth, your fingers moving vigorously as you touch yourself, and the both of you give up looking at one other. his hands slams backwards whilst your eyes clothes, the pleasure almost unbearable for you both.

“i’m going to cum, babe” he shakes out, and you use it as a sign to take him faster, your own hand working in unison with your hand. “look at me” he says again, and so you do.

you climax before him, a whimper escaping you whilst he’s still in your mouth, but it’s that that sends him over the edge as his load enters your mouth.

you move your tongue across him just a few more times, the same way in which you move your fingers just to get the last of your high, before you slowly lick your tongue up his whole length, pulling him out of your mouth, and then you let out a smile as you swallow his cum whole.

“fuck, babe, fuck” he shakes, as you finally remove your hand from your sweatpants. you’re covered in your own juices, but as you stand up chris grabs your hand immediately, taking one look at your fingers before he puts them in his mouth, licking you clean. when he removes them, he twists your hands around and kisses the back of your hand.

“chris” you say, and he looks at you. “that was-“

“i love you” he says, not even letting you finish, and you can’t help but let out a laugh as you lean forward, pressing your lips against his.

“i love you too, goof. now get changed.” you mutter against his lips before you take a step to the side.

he chuckles before he steps forward, reaching down and pulling up boxers. you watch him as he steps towards the pile of clothes towards the back of the room, picking out the same outfit as your own and getting himself changed. when he turns around to look at you, he smiles.

“you’re insane, did you know that?” he says, and you roll your eyes jokingly as you finally turn around and open up the door.

but it’s the same time as matt was just about to open the door to come in, and you both let out a small squeal as you make each other jump.

“jesus, matt” you laugh, holding your hand to your heart.

“i thought you were having your photos taken, what are you-“

but he stops short as chris comes up behind you. there’s a silence between the three of you before matt turns on his heel.

“ew my fucking god. ew ew ew”

and you can’t help but let out a laugh.

“bro” chris begins, but matt holds up his hands and continues to walk off, his back turned on you both.

chris lets out a grumble before he holds onto your hips again, whispering in your ear.

“this is your fault.” he says, and you let out a smile as you turn your head to look at him.

“just doing my job” you say, before you skip off back in the direction of the photographer.

a few weeks later when the launch finally drops, you post a photo to your instagram of a behind the scenes photo nick took of you both. chris’ around your waist as you stand just off to the side of him, your hip pressed against his back so you can see the new t-shirts clearly, but your hand is entwined with his.

@/yourusername : proud of you always @/christophersturniolo. new fresh love out now!

comments :

HE FINALLY GOT YOU TO MODEL!!!

do i fancy chris or you more?

cutest fucking couple ever.

mattsturniolo : scared for life.

tarayummy : my king and queen.

HELP WHAT DOES MATTS COMMENT MEAN?

[p3ndeja6]

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n.amaro x reader

summary: you were younger then nick by a couple of years, and sometimes he’d come over to your apartment after late nights at the precinct, he’d come over to just enjoy peace and serenity

content: fluff, reader is in school (2nd or 3rd year of college) suggestive acts (nothing extreme), age gap!, mentions of sexual abuse due to svu cases, nothing too triggering, just a fluffy one shot overall

super short

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it was late at night, you were working on an essay that was due by the end of the week.. you were getting strained and decided to take a break and call it a day.

You made yourself a quick meal, spicy buldak noodles, a sandwich and your favorite drink that was saved in the fridge. You prepared your meal as you were watching your favorite show. you were almost done preparing your late-night snack when you heard the doorknob shake.

You lived a pretty safe vicinity so the chances of a burgler were slim, but you still were vigilant about your safety, you quickly grabbed your broom and held it tight.

Upon your discovery, the door opened and you saw your boyfriend… nick.

You sighed of relief, and he looked at you worried

“Jesus Nick, you scared me!” “geez sorry, i thought this neighbor was safe?”

you put the broom down, “I mean it is but you never know” “yeah.. tell me about it”

he walked to you as you went back in finishing preparing your ramen, he went behind you and grabbed you hips and nuzzled his head in between your neck, kissing you, making you giggle due to his stubble

he continued and you moved your head slightly to give him more access, he took this as a sign to continue. You tried not to get distracted but you let a soft moan escape.

he laughed,and started moving up your body; cupping your boobs. You laughed and finally pushed him away

“stop Nick” you laughed “I want to eat, I’ve been working on an assignment for the past 5 hours.” he let go and laughed “my hard working girl, okay okay I’ll let you eat but next time, you’re all mine!”

you shook your head in sarcasm, he took of his jacket and unbuttoned his white shirt a couple of buttons down, and took off his shoes. He adjusted himself on your couch, and laid there with his eyes closed taking in the aroma therapy essential oils diffuser thats going around your room.

you look at him, now realizing that he’s here strangely. Nick stops by late nights most weekends or if it’s a weekday he’ll let you know earlier in the day if he’s stopping by, but it’s currently a Tuesday at 12:36 am.

“hey Nick?”

he hummed in response, most likely getting sleepy

“not to sound rude or anything.. but why are you here? It’s late on a Tuesday night, shouldn’t you be at your place?”

He opened one eye and looked over at you

“do you not want me here?” He said a bit suspicious

“oh god, no like yeah I do, but I just realized what day it was and you know you usually let me know when you’re coming over and it’s usually weekends you spend the night with me, I just found it odd you came to visit me tonight” “I love it when you’re here really”

you finally finished your ramen and took it towards the couch where Nick was, and started eating as you waited for a response.

he was hesitant in his answer, he seemed stressed and frustrated.

“today we had a tough case.. a rape case..”

you look at him attentively, making sure you are hearing him and that he has your fullest attention.

you nod in continuous

“and well… it’s about a 8 year old girl who’s after school teacher has been acting inappropriately with her.. you know like touching her where she shouldn’t be touched”

“oh my god” was what you let out

“yeah, and her home life isn’t easy, this one was a bit tough to work on dude to how young and bright this little girl is. I hate to see anyone take it away from her”

you put your ramen down and get close to him, caressing his hand.

“and being here.. with you just brings me peace. All is perfect here, so sorry i came unexpected but i really needed to see you”

you smiled at him

“awe baby, you know you are always welcomed here, I love having you here, never goes a day where I don’t miss you”

you make him look at you and caress his cheek, looking so attentively at his eyes, leaning in and kissing him so gracefully.

he takes you in, and guides a hand on your neck. You move to his lap and continue to kiss him, sucking on each others lips, and you slightly grinding on him

he groans a bit and you continue to bit his lip. You pull away with his lip in between your teeth and stare at him and run a finger across his now plumped lips

“thank you for coming over”

“thank you for having me”

[sturniolooluvv]

lowk let me a be a bitch.

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im unsure if i am the crazy one or what but..

THEY DID NOT SAY THEY WERE STOPPING POSTING ON FRIDAY , BOTH VIDEOS AND DUMP.

PLEASE correct me if im wrong, but nick said “we aren’t doing mid shit, we aren’t gonna post just cus we need to.” meaning FRIDAY IS STILL THEIR POSTING DAY, BUT THEY WILL POST OTHER DAYS WHEN THEY WANT. if anything we should be happy, this could be literwllt random videos. if they were cutting friday vids completely, they would tell us. just like friday videos. and with the dump, like come on. yeah, they’re nice. i love them. but he also didn’t say they were cutting them out.

some youtubers dont even HAVE a post schedule. they happen to have one, be grateful they’re even doing anything???

they’ve been working their asses off for this tour, and for those saying “what abt those who can’t go” i don’t wanna be a bitch but shut up. i genuinely feel sorry for those who can’t go because i’ve been there. but you do need to realize that people ARE going, and they triplets what that to be perfect. and they both said there is going to so much content during tour, so chill!!!

they’re trying their best, and no, THEY AREN’T QUITTING.

this may sound really mean but i promise im not trying to be. its just the truth, some people can and cannot handle that. im just sick and tired of the fucking hate these boys get for simply trying their best. i know it’s frustrating, but they’re changing and growing. some of you guys just refuse to gross with them. i may be biased because i’ve been a fan for a while, and experienced these changing, but come on. human decency!

!!edit!! (3/20/25) - for those saying their videos are mid, i kind of agree, it’s being of preparation of tour. they’re going out of their way to come see all of us in multiple states. they don’t have to do it. content will get better!!!! they don’t have to post at all. they’re doing this for us.

please correct if im wrong about this, thats what i understand. sorry for my yap, regular posts tomorrow.i love you all!

tags:

@sllutty-sturniolo @garfieldlovesu @sturniolo-szn2 @afr8idofrats @pvssychicken @mattsglassezx @ivysturnss @hjvi @lezleeferguson-120 @jensturnss @emely9274 @sheluvsthesturniolos @mattswifeyy @sturnl0ve @loveliest-sturniolo @hereforshitsandgiggles @sturns-mermaid @emillionaireee @sturnl0ve @matts-wife

[mattsobvimyfav]

neighbors (matthew sturniolo)

pt 10

A couple of days had passed and Nick just posted the vlog from our drive around LA. Charlie and I were lounging on the couch, scrolling through our phones. My notifications had been blowing up all day. Every few seconds, a new comment popped up, most of them about the kiss Matt and I had shared in the vlog. The hate comments didn’t faze me—they were ridiculous and honestly kind of entertaining. People had too much time on their hands.

“Oh my God,” Charlie said, leaning over to peek at my phone. “They’re actually mad about a kiss? Like, of all things to care about.”

I shrugged, smirking. “Apparently, I’m public enemy number one. Should I frame this?”

She laughed, but before either of us could say more, my phone started buzzing. Matt’s name flashed on the screen. I answered quickly, putting the call on speaker.

“Hey,” I greeted casually, expecting him to laugh about the comments with me.

“Have you seen my comment section?” His voice was tense, his tone clipped.

I sat up straighter. “Uh, yeah. People are being dumb. Who cares?”

“I care,” he snapped. “It’s not just about you, Y/N. They’re not even saying awful things about me. Its just about how I ‘picked the wrong girl’ or whatever. It’s everywhere.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow at me, mouthing, ‘Seriously?’

“Matt, they’re just bitching,” I said, trying to stay calm. “You know none of that matters.”

“It’s easy for you to say,” he shot back. “Your TikTok isn’t flooded with comments about how I ‘deserve better’ or how you’re ‘using me for clout.’ It's pissing me off.”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “Okay, so what do you want to do? We can’t control what people say.”

There was a pause on the other end of the line before he spoke again, his tone softer but still firm. “Troll back. Lets just start making whatever we are way more public give them a real reason to be mad.” 

I hesitated, glancing at Charlie, who was already nodding eagerly as if to say, ‘Just do it.’

“Fine,” I said finally. “Let’s do it, I love being a dick online.”

Matt let out a breath, some of the tension easing from his voice. “Deal. I’ll come over later.”

As I hung up, Charlie smirked at me. “Hes gonna make you do porn on tiktok.”

“We havent even fucked,” I said, rolling my eyes. 

“WHAT?” She yelled jumping up sitting straight up “What the fuck was going on the other night than?” 

“He just ate me out and oh my god the hottest thing ever, he was so turned on that started jerking off. Just to eating me out” I said feeling a warmth between my legs rethinking about the night me and Matt shared.

“Wow. Thats really fucking hot, hes inlove with you” Charlie said looking away from me “Im picturing it in my head. I'm jealous” I laughed at her response as we laid back down going back to our phones. 

Later that night, Matt came over, his irritation over the comments still lingering but hidden under his usual calm demeanor. I greeted him at the door, grinning as I waved him inside. "Ready to show the internet who's boss?"

He smirked, shaking his head. "You mean, ready to show the internet that I don’t care, but also kind of care? Yeah, let’s do this."

Charlie, lounging on the couch with her popcorn, chimed in. “Make it iconic, okay? Something that makes the haters cry.”

Scrolling through TikTok, I landed on the “A boy who’s jacked and kind” trend. I turned the screen to Matt. “How about this one? It’s simple, it’s bold, and it’ll get them talking.”

Matt glanced at the screen, then at me, his lips quivering into a smirk. “You really think you can handle me lifting you like that?”

“Please,” I scoffed. “The question is whether you can handle me.”

Charlie snorted from the couch. “Oh, this is going to be good.”

We set up the phone, positioning it on the kitchen counter for the perfect angle. Charlie jumping around on the couch in the back, I stood in front of Matt as the trend’s audio began playing. The line “A boy who’s jacked” came up, and right on cue, Matt’s hands slid to my hips. With a swift, practiced motion, he lifted me effortlessly, placing me on his shoulder like I weighed nothing.

I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me as I balanced on his shoulder, gripping onto him for support. The audio continued, transitioning to “and kind,” and Matt gave the camera with a playful grin, tapping my leg lightly.

Matt walked over grabbing his phone while I was still on his shoulders, added the caption: “my lady” and hit post.

Charlie shrugged, looking over Matt’s shoulder. “I like my cameo.”

Matt gently lowered me back to the ground, his hands lingering on my waist. “Think that’ll do the trick?”

I leaned into him slightly, grinning. “Oh, it’ll definitely stir the pot. But at least this time, it’s on our terms.”

We flopped onto the couch next to Charlie, refreshing the post to watch the views climb almost instantly. Matt wrapped an arm around me, pulling me closer as the first wave of comments rolled in.

As we sat on the couch, watching the likes and comments roll in from Matt’s TikTok, I turned to him with a mischievous grin. “Okay, now it’s my turn. We’re making one for my account.”

Matt raised an eyebrow. “Alright. What’s the plan?”

“You’ll see,” I teased, grabbing his hand to pull him up. “We need a parking lot for this one.”

Without hesitation, he stood, grabbed his keys, and intertwined his fingers with mine.  I laughed as he practically dragged me to the door, his excitement contagious. 

“BYE LOVERS! Chris and Nick will be here when you get back!” Charlie yelled from the couch.

“Bye baby!” I yelled back to her

By the time we reached the car, I was giggling uncontrollably. “You don’t even know what we’re doing yet.”

“Don’t care,” he said opening the passenger door for me. “You said parking lot, so we’re going to a parking lot.”

The drive was filled with us singing to old songs wed listen to in college. His curiosity clearly bubbling under the surface. “So,” he finally asked, “are you going to clue me in, or do I just wing it when we get there?”

I smirked, looking out the window. “You’ll know when the time comes.”

He shook his head, chuckling as he turned into a small, dimly lit parking lot. “This good enough for your tiktok?”

“Perfect,” I said, hopping out of the car. I grabbed my phone and propped it up against the tire, adjusting the angle until it captured the open space behind us.

Matt leaned against the car, watching me with amused curiosity. “Alright, sweetheart, what’s the move?”

I pulled up the audio and played it for him, explaining as it went. “Okay, so, I start spinning in the frame when the music begins, and then you run in, pick me up, and keep running off-screen.”

He nodded, walking away.

I laughed, hitting record and jogging into position. The audio started, and I spun slowly, my arms outstretched as the music swelled. ‘You better lock your phone-’ Right on cue, Matt dashed into the frame, scooping me up effortlessly. I squealed in surprise as he kept running, the camera capturing the two of us disappearing into the shadows.

When he finally stopped, both of us were laughing uncontrollably. “That was perfect,” I said, catching my breath as he set me down. 

“Obviously,” he teased, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Now, let’s see it.”

We walked back to the car, reviewing the footage together under the soft glow of the streetlights. The video was exactly what I had imagined.

“You’re posting that, right?” Matt asked, his arm draped casually over my shoulder.

“Absolutely,” I said, uploading the video with the caption: “my future baby daddy.”

As we got back into the car, I glanced over at him, grinning. “You really don’t question anything, do you?”

He shrugged, kissing my forehead. “Not when it comes to you.”

When we got back to the house, the sound of voices and laughter greeted us as we stepped inside. Chris and Nick were now sprawled out on the couch with Charlie, the TV playing in the background.

As soon as I walked in, a wave of excitement hit me. Everything had been going so well lately, and I couldn’t help but feel like life was finally falling into place. “Guys!” I yelled, throwing my arms up in the air. “We should celebrate tonight!”

Nick perked up, looking intrigued. “What are we celebrating exactly?”

“Everything!” I exclaimed. “Life!”

Chris laughed, shaking his head. “Yes Y/N! I LOVE CELEBRATING LIFE!” Chris jumped up wrapping his arms around my shoulders behind me as we jumped like school girls.

Nick’s face lit up. “Well, if we’re talking about celebrating, I know Tara Yummy is throwing a party tonight. Should we go?”

Charlie’s eyes widened with excitement. “I’m in! We haven’t been to one of her parties. We've only ever dmed her a few times about a collab”

Matt looked over at me, smirking. “You good with that?”

“Absolutely,” I said without hesitation, “Let’s go, I can tell Chris is gonna match my freak tonight” I said while patting his arm that was hanging on me.

Charlie laughed at me and Chris jumping around, we exchanged a quick glance before I turned, pointing toward the door. “Alright, you three. Go home and get ready.”

Nick groaned but stood up, dragging Matt with him. “Fine, but you better not take forever.”

“No promises!” Charlie called out as the boys headed out, leaving us to start planning our outfits for the night.

The moment the boys left, Charlie and I raced upstairs to start getting ready. The excitement of the night buzzed between us, making us laugh and talk over each other as we dug through our closets for the perfect outfits.

“I’m thinking something bold,” I said, pulling out a burgundy strapless corset top that hugged my figure and showed off just the right amount of cleavage. I paired it with a tight black cloth skirt that barely covered my ass and my black heeled boots. “What do you think?”

Charlie whistled, grinning. “Matt’s going to fuck you infront of everyone.”

I laughed, tossing a pillow at her. “We’re celebrating life, remember? What about you?”

She held up a black crop top with thin straps that fit her perfectly and paired it with a jean mini skirt that showed off her long legs. She added a pair of cute ankle boots. “How’s this?”

“Absolutely stunning,” I said with a grin. 

We got to work on our makeup and hair, After straightening my hair and leaving it sleek and shiny, I turned to Charlie, who was curling her hair into loose waves.

“You’re going to have every guy at that party eating out of your hand,” I teased, spraying her hair with setting spray.

“Please, as long as Chris is that's all I care ‘bout,” she shot back, but her smile was wide.

By the time we finished, we took a couple pictures in the mirror, grinning like excited to finally meet Tara, and get drunk.

“Let’s do this,” I said, grabbing my phone to text the boys to let them know we were almost ready.

“They better not keep us waiting,” Charlie added with a laugh as we headed downstairs, our heels clicking against the floor, excitement building for the night ahead.

Charlie and I were halfway through our second nip of vodka, as we danced around the kitchen. The boys walked in just as I tipped the tiny bottle back, the liquid burning slightly as it slid down my throat.

“Starting without us?” Nick teased. Chris followed close behind, already laughing at the scene.

Matt came in last, his eyes locking on me immediately. I caught the smirk tugging at his lips as he walked over. Just as I was placing the empty nip on the counter, his hands slid around my waist, and one moved down to grab my butt firmly.

I shrieked, startled, and spun my head around to glare at him, but he leaned down to whisper in my ear, his voice low and teasing. “Let’s go.”

The sound of his voice sent a shiver down my spine, and I turned back around, trying to hide my flushed face as I reached for my bag. Charlie wiggled her eyebrows at me but said nothing as she grabbed her purse and slid her phone into it.

“All set?” Chris asked.

“Matt’s driving,” Nick said with a grin. 

“Lucky me,” I said, giving Matt a playful smirk. “That means you can take care of me when I'm hammered.”

He rolled his eyes but smiled, gesturing toward the door. “Per usual.”

Charlie and I followed the boys outside, the cool night air hitting our skin as we clicked down the driveway in our heels. Matt opened the passenger door for me, and I slid in, adjusting my skirt as he walked around to the driver’s side. Charlie climbed into the back with Chris and Nick, and we were off, heading for Tara’s party.

The car was filled with excitement and music as we drove, everyone hyped for the night ahead. I leaned back in my seat, sneaking a glance at Matt as he drove, his hand gripping the wheel tightly, the other holding my thigh. 

The house was packed with music blasting through the speakers and groups of people talking and laughing in every corner. As we walked in, the energy was electric.

“Y/N! Charlie!” A high-pitched squeal came from across the room, and Tara was practically sprinting toward us. She threw her arms around me first, then Charlie, her excitement contagious. “I was so excited when Nick told me you guys were coming! Finally, I get to meet the infamous Y/N and Charlie. You’re even prettier in person!”

Charlie and I exchanged amused smiles. “You’re so sweet, Tara,” I said, hugging her back.

“Come on,” Tara said, linking her arms with ours. “Let me show you where the drinks are. We’re getting started right now.”

She led us through the crowd, leaving Matt, Nick and Chris to socialize with other people, to a makeshift bar setup on the kitchen counter, complete with every type of alcohol imaginable. Tara wasted no time, grabbing shot glasses and pouring tequila like a pro.

“Let’s go, ladies,” she said, holding up her shot glass.

“Cheers!” we all yelled, clinking glasses before throwing back the first shot.

And then the second.

And then the third.

Before long, Charlie and I were fully committed to a shot-for-shot competition with Tara, each round getting harder to keep up with her.

“Come on, lightweight!” Tara teased as Charlie hesitated before the seventh shot, but I wasn’t about to back down. I threw our shot back, wincing as the burn hit my throat.

By the time an hour had passed, the three of us were absolutely obliterated. Tara was laughing so hard she was leaning on the counter for support, and Charlie and I were clinging to each other to stay upright.

“I love you guys,” Tara slurred, throwing her arms around us. “You’re my favorite people in the world now.”

“You’re my favorite!” Charlie yelled back, equally as drunk, before dissolving into giggles.

I nodded enthusiastically, my head spinning but too far gone to care. “Best friends forever,” I declared, raising my empty shot glass in the air like it was some kind of victory trophy.

The party was in full swing, the music pounding in my chest as I stumbled my way through the crowd, drink still clutched in my hand. My vision blurred slightly, but I was riding a wave of tipsy confidence—until I spotted him.

Matt.

He was leaning casually against the wall, talking to some girl. She was laughing at something he said, leaning in just a little too close. A flash of annoyance surged through me, cutting through the haze of alcohol. My mind betrayed me, flashing back to our college days—Matt fucking girl after girl.

Fueled by jealousy and bad judgment, I stormed across the room, stumbling slightly but determined. “What the hell is this?” I blurted, my voice louder than I intended.

Matt straightened up, his brows furrowing as he looked at me. “Y/N—”

“No, seriously,” I slurred, gesturing wildly at the girl. “What’s happening here?”

The girl blinked in confusion, clearly caught off guard. “Uh, I’m gonna go...” she muttered, excusing herself quickly as the tension between Matt and me became palpable.

Matt’s jaw tightened, and before I could say another word, he grabbed my wrist. “We’re not doing this here,” he said firmly, his voice low but commanding. He pulled me through the crowd, ignoring my protests, until we were in a quiet, empty room.

He let go of my wrist, closing the door behind us. Turning to face me, his eyes were sharp, his tone clearly pissed. “What the fuck was that, Y/N?”

“I could ask you the same thing!” I shot back, swaying slightly on my feet. “Talking to some random girl like I don’t even exist? What’s the deal, Matt? Back to your old habits?”

His hands went to his temples, rubbing them in frustration. “Are you serious right now? She’s just a friend! And even if she wasn’t, that’s not what this is. You’re drunk and making something out of nothing.”

“I saw the way she was looking at you,” I accused, my voice trembling. “And you weren’t exactly pushing her away.”

He took a step closer, his voice lowering as he leaned in. “Y/N, you’re drunk. You’re not thinking straight. Chill the fuck out.”

As Matt’s words echoed in the small, dimly lit room, I could feel the tension building, the weight of everything from the party to my frustrations pressing down on me. But then, unexpectedly, the alcohol made everything feel lighter.

I giggled, the sound bubbling up uncontrollably from my chest. "I love you," I blurted out, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

Matt looked at me, eyebrows raised, clearly taken aback by my sudden shift in mood. "What?" he asked, his voice a mix of confusion and amusement.

I shrugged, the smile on my face turning mischievous despite the still-present anger in my head. "I mean, I do," I said, a silly grin stretching across my face. 

He stood there, speechless for a moment, his eyes searching mine. His lips quirked upward into a small, amused smile as he let out a deep breath. "You’re drunk, Y/N."

"Yeah, I know," I said, still grinning, "but I still love you."

He shook his head, chuckling lightly, before stepping closer. "You're lucky you're cute when you're drunk."

"You still love me, though," I teased,

"Yeah, I do," he admitted, his expression softening. "But let's get you back to the party before you start loving everyone."

I laughed again, “How about you just let me love you..” I pushed Matt back as he stumbled onto the bed.

“y/n don't… you're drunk.” Matt said as I walked towards him, placing myself on his lap.

“Just shut the fuck up Matt and kiss me” 

And when he finally gave me what I wanted, his lips crashing against mine as he moved against me, the world disappeared. There was only Matt—his touch, his voice, his everything. 

Matt’s hands gripped my hips, his hold firm but controlled, as if he was grounding himself as much as he was grounding me. 

His body was flush against mine, every inch of him radiating heat. “Wait till tomorrow,” he murmured, his lips brushing against mine, teasing but not giving me the kiss I desperately wanted. “I refuse to fuck you this drunk, y/n. And you are making it oh so hard”

“Shut up,” I whispered, tugging at his hair to start kissing his neck as I grinded my hips into his.

His hands roamed over my body, exploring every curve, every inch of skin he could reach. His touch was both gentle and possessive, a reminder that in this moment, I was his and his alone.

“Get off me before I go against all my morals,” he said, his voice rough and full of promise. “I say full of love and respect.” he moaned out as I perfected my last hickey on him.

“There, I just needed you to shut up so I could show people. You belong to someone” I said as I leaned back looking at my work.

“Good to know.” Matt said as he leaned down, starting his own art peace on my chest. 

Once he was finished he grabbed my hips standing me up. “Lets go baby” He grabbed my hand pulling me towards the door. I stopped in the mirror fixing my hair and seeing Matt's two hickeys, one on each breast. Matt walked over to the mirror inspecting the couple I left trailing down his neck. “God you are so sexy” He said, kissing my cheek as he guided me out to the party. 

As Matt and I stepped back into the party, the loud music and chatter hit me like a wave. The room felt like it was spinning a little, but I held onto Matt's arm for balance. We were just about to make our way back to the group when Chris spotted us from across the room.

He ran over with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "There you are," he said, stopping in front of us. His eyes flicked between Matt and me before landing on me. "Y/N, I need you bad."

My eyebrows shot up, and Matt's posture immediately tensed beside me, sensing something was off. Chris, however, seemed entirely unfazed by the undercurrent of tension.

"I'm sorry," Chris said with a playful shrug, glancing over at Matt, "No, not like that anymore. I need you as my beer pong partner." He laughed realizing how bad his first sentence sounded.

Matt's grip on my arm tightened, but before I could even ask what he meant, Chris waved a hand dismissively and added with a wink, I couldn't help but laugh, feeling the tension ease a bit. "You scared me for a second there," I joked, shaking my head at Chris.

Matt let out a small laugh too, his shoulders loosening as he realized it was just Chris being his usual, over-the-top self. "Yeah, she’s off-limits for now," Matt said, his tone affectionate but teasing. "But you can have her for beer pong."

Chris grinned and pulled me toward the game, but not before giving Matt a quick look. "Don't worry, I only need her to win this game. And you," he added, glancing at me, "are the best person for the job."

"Let’s do it then," I said, grinning and ready to dive into the chaos of the game, trying to push any lingering doubts aside.

Chris, despite being a bit too drunk to focus, had an energy that was hard to ignore. He bounced on his feet, grinning like a madman as he lined up to take his first shot. “Alright, we got this, Y/N,” he said with way too much confidence, raising his beer.

Across from us, Jake and Tara stood ready, both giving us playful smirks. Tara was already holding her own drink, clearly just as drunk as me, while Jake had a look of determination on his face, obviously eager to win. “You’re going down,” Jake said with a laugh, tossing the ping pong ball up and readying himself to launch it across the table.

Nick and Matt stood off to the side, cheering us on. Nick was practically jumping up and down in excitement, while Matt pushed himself off the wall, going behind me whispering in my ear. "Come on, Baby" 

The game started off slower than I expected, with Chris getting distracted by anything and everything—whether it was a drink on the table or someone else at the party walking by. But even in his drunken state, he was surprisingly good. Tara missed her first few shots, but Jake was still hitting his, making me sweat a little. I had to focus, but thankfully, Chris and I managed to keep our heads in the game.

We took turns, and each time, I felt the tension rise. Tara and Jake had their competitive energy going, but it was clear Chris and I had the upper hand—probably because Tara and Jake were having more fun than they were serious about winning. Chris finally got it together after a few more missed throws, throwing his ball with incredible force and sinking it into one of the last cups.

“Fuck yeah!” Chris shouted, stumbling and almost tipping over. I had to grab him to stop him from falling off balance.

In the final round, it came down to one last shot. Jake was up, and I knew he was going to give it everything he had. He took a deep breath, lined up his shot, and threw the ping pong ball—only for it to bounce off the rim and miss entirely. The room fell silent for a second before Chris and I erupted into cheers.

“We did it!” I yelled, laughing as Chris grabbed me in a half-hug and spun me around. “I can’t believe we won!”

Nick and Matt, who had been watching from the sidelines, immediately started clapping and cheering. “FINALLY!” Nick shouted, high-fiving Chris.

Tara and Jake laughed good-naturedly, though I could tell they were a little disappointed. “Alright, alright, you guys earned it,” Jake said, tossing a playful glare in our direction.

An hour had passed, and the energy of the party was starting to get to me. I could feel the buzz starting to wear off, and I was ready to head home. I looked over at Matt, who was leaning against the wall, talking to Nick. He caught my eye, and I gave him a small nod, silently telling him I was ready to go.

I walked over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. "Matt, I think it's time to head home," I said, trying to keep the smile on my face, but feeling the exhaustion from the party creeping in. The lights were too bright, the music a little too loud, and I just wanted to go back to the comfort of my place.

Matt nodded, his hand immediately finding mine. "Alright, let's get out of here," he said, pulling me toward the door. We waved to Tara and a few others as we made our way out of the party and into the cool night air.

Nick, who went to get Chris and Charlie, was already making his way to the car, pulling Chris and Charlie along with him. We all piled into the car, with Matt driving, me in the passenger seat, and the rest of the crew in the back. The ride was mostly quiet, everyone content in their own thoughts after a long night.

As we drove through the city streets, I could feel the tension finally easing. The party was fun, but there was something about heading home with Matt, knowing the night was winding down. I leaned my head against the window, watching the streetlights blur past as we made our way home.

Matt glanced over at me, a small smile on his face. "You good?" he asked, his voice soft.

"Yeah," I replied, smiling back at him. "Just ready to be alone with you."

We drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence, the sounds of the car and the occasional laugh from the backseat filling the air. The night had been eventful, but now all I wanted was the peace of being home with Matt.

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[norasafterglow]

flipped prologue

matts perspective

the first time i saw y/n, in second grade, i knew something was wrong with that girl.

it was the way that the second that me, chris, and nick got out of the car, she was running over to help move our stuff into the house

it didn’t help that she seemed more interested in me than my brothers, even though chris was actually trying to interact with her

she just seemed so… infatuated with me. even after my father sent me back into the house to ‘help’ my mother unpack, she followed me, all the way to the door.

before i knew it, she was… grabbing my arm? i ripped my arm out of her grasp, but she grabbed my hand

the worst part was when my mom came out, smirking like she just won a million dollars. she looked between y/n, than me, than y/n again, then finally landing on my before tilting her head ever so slightly

“made a new friend, matt?” she asked, her lip curling as she looked at the girl beside me

before i could even answer, i was cut off.

“hi! my names y/n! y/n baker! i live across the street” she says, pointing to the house across the street.

her house was, how do i put this? disgusting looking.

weeds growing everywhere. all the flowers were dead and wilted, and part of the fence was even rotting. her father was in the yard, sending over a polite wave before getting back to his painting

i pushed the girl off me, running to hide behind my mom as i pouted. very manly

y/n finally gave up, waving to my mom and me, before running back to her own house

i thought that would be the end of it. boy, was i wrong

-

the next time i saw y/n baker was at school. lucky, lucky me, i guess, that she was in my homeroom. and every other class. woo-hoo.

i knew this was bad when i walked in on the first day of school, and not even a foot into the class, i heard a shriek

“matt! youre in this class?” i heard, before i was attacked.

thats a little dramatic, but i was pulled into a very tight hug. i heard snickers and teases from the other kids in the room, and i mentally groaned

what is wrong with this girl?

-

in 8th grade, i hatched the perfect plan.

how to get y/n off my back?

date her arch nemesis

it was genius

thats how i found myself, on a random tuesday, going up to sherry stalls. y/n hated sherry. something about her hair being too big.

i walked up to sherry, checking to make sure y/n was watching. of course, she was

“hey sherry…” i said, leaning on the locker next to me

“hey matt, whats up?” she asked, a slight smile on her face. i grinned, crossing my arms

“i was thinking, would you want to hang out sometime?” i asked, glancing over to y/n, who had the biggest scowl on her face

sherry nodded, and that was that.

-

originally, i had planned for sherry to be with me for a while, to hold hands, and talk. was it just to get y/n to back off? yes.

that was until my best friend, nathan doe, took up a liking for sherry too

and what did he do to get her? told her all of my plan.

that was the end of that, sherry broke up with me at lunch.

y/n noticed immediately, of course. she started talking to me again, and i didnt want to be mean, so i spoke to her

the only thing getting me through it was that next year was 9th grade. high school. new beginnings.

thats what i hoped, at least

y/ns perspective

as soon as i saw matt, pulling up in his car with his two brothers, I knew he was the one for me.

sure, his brothers were… okay… but matt.

with those beautiful, dazzling blue eyes. those eyes that i felt bore straight into my soul every time i looked at him

as soon as i saw matt, i flipped.

i ran up to the movers truck, standing inside as i watched the boys start to unpack the stuff

their dad finally notices me, and tells me to run back home to my own house, but i declined. i needed to know this boy. i grabbed a box, then turned to face matt

“want to push this one together?” i ask, but his father stops me before i can take the box any further

“matt, how about you go help your mother in the kitchen, yeah?” the dad asks, motioning for matt to shoo

matt looked confused for a second, before nodding and running out of the van, towards his front door. i could tell he didnt want to go, so i did the only reasonable thing.

i chased after him

i caught up with him, pretty quickly. this kid was not fast

i reached out for his shoulder, but her pulled away, and held my hand instead.

i almost jumped for joy. why was matt, the most perfect boy in the world, holding my hand? he looked at me with those bright blue eyes, hand still in mine, and i knew.

we were meant for eachother.

his mother came out, and i smiled at her. i could tell she could see the connection too, since she was smiling.

“made a new friend, matt?” she asked, tilting her head.

i didnt even give him time to respond, i was too giddy

“hi! im y/n! y/n baker! i live in the house across the street!” i said, pointing to my house, with my dad in the front

suddenly, matt pulled away from my grip, going to stand with his mom. he must be tired

i waves at them, before skipping back over to my own house

matt sturniolo, the boy you are

-

i went to school on the first day of second grade, not really caring. it would just ne the same people as always

thats when i saw him

my eyes widened, as i practically galloped over, squealing as i pulled him into a tight hug

“matt! youre in this class?” i said, hugging him tighter

i heard the giggles and whispers from the classmates, but they just didnt get it. if they were in love, they would understand

-

in 8th grade, matt asked out sherry stalls.

my literal enemy.

sherrys not even that fun. shes all hair, no actual substance for personality. she always talks about the same thing over and over again, and its always about getting her ears pierced.

no one cares!

i was at my locker, getting my books out, when i saw them out of the corner of my eye. sherry and matt, smiling. all happy.

there she was, holding hands with matt. my matt!

i couldnt believe him. i slammed my locker closed, walking away. my life was ruined.

for about a week. sherry broke up with him at lunch.

when matt got broken up with, he actually started talking to me, smiling at me

and there, when he looked at me with those eyes, i confirmed i was still in love with this boy.

9th grade. high school. new classes. would matt finally at least take me into consideration?

i could only hope

a/n: guys please tell me if this is ass. it was rushed. my bad

dividers: @ bernardsbendystraws

taglist: @chrissweetheart @sturns-mermaid

flipped masterlist here

[strniohoeee]

i missed youuuuu

i was thinking mattxreader spending the evening watching a movie with n and c, and reader decides to bake cookies and they all enjoy them and then they go to sleep and they just cuddle till they fall asleep

Rainy Nights

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: After the evening plans were cancelled due to rain, Y/N and the triplets stay home to watch a movie instead☁️

Warnings⚠️: None, boring and short is all. My creativity is at a standstill. I missed you too^^ 😩🖤

Song for imagine: While We’re Young- Jhene Aiko

I'm telling everybody you're mine and I like it

And I really hope you don't mind

I can't fight it

I had been surfing every streaming app for a movie to watch. We had actual plans for the evening, but after we got dinner it started to pour. At that point we all looked at each other and silently agreed to just go home. A perfect excuse for home bodies like Matt and I.

“You’ve never seen Ghost?” I asked as my neck snapped over and my jaw dropped

“None of us have ever seen that shit before” Nick said laughing as he took a sip of his drink

“Ohhh yeah we’re watching it” I replied as I scrolled back up and clicked on the movie

“I don’t like romance movies” Chris whined as he locked his phone and threw it beside him

“Please for me, I swear you will love it” I exclaimed as I pouted

Rolling his eyes he gestured with his hand for me to go on.

Getting excited I cracked a toothy grin as I pressed play and shut the light off. Snuggling up next to Matt. His arm over my shoulder as Chris sat with his feet propped up on their coffee table, and Nick sitting on one foot.

Looking over at Matt, I gazed at his right side of his face. The tv creates a blue cast over his skin. He looked so beautiful honestly. His eyes seemed white with how icy they got. My God was he fine.. Shyly I smiled to myself.

He looked over at me before furrowing his brows.

“You okay?” he asks in a whisper

“Yes, just admiring you” I replied looking away shyly for a split second

Getting nervous he nods his head and turns back to the movie. I leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek. His smile grew wider as he winked at me.

Standing up I cracked my back before turning to them

“I’m making cookies” I said

“Oh my gosh you're the best! Please do” Chris said begging as he slapped his hands together in a praying motion

Laughing I walked over to the kitchen and turned the light under the microwave on. Grabbing the cookie dough out the fridge I preheat the oven before setting the cookies up on the tray.

“His coworkers a fucking weirdo I dont know about him” Nick stated suspiciously

“Yeah like why is he acting like that?” Chris states adjusting his seating position.

“10 bucks says the guy will try and do some weird ass shit” Matt states

Smirking to myself I put the cookies in the oven and set a timer. Heading back over to the couch I sit down and lean into Matt. Our gaze locked in on the tv

It gets to the part where Patrick Swayze’s character gets shot. Their mouths dropping as they watch the next events unfold. Pissed by whats happening Nick sucks his teeth

“Thats fucking bullshit” Chris states as he scoffs

“It gets better just wait” I respond as the oven beeps

Swiftly getting up I make my way over to the stove to remove the cookies. Listening to the rain hit the glass window in the kitchen I place the cookies on a plate to cool down

Bringing the plate back over to the living room I sit back down. Eventually we each began to eat away at the cookies.

Somewhere in the middle of the movie Matt brings me in closer. Snuggling our bodies even more than before.

His arm draping over me I began to play with his fingers. Fiddling with the rings that lingered on some fingers.

Interlocking our fingers as I leaned over and kissed his cheek.

“I love you baby” I said to him

“I love you too” he said back kissing me

Holding hands the rest of the movie. His grip tightening subconsciously as the movie got juicier. Releasing the death grip every time a crazy scene died down.

The movie finished and I looked over. Matt and Chris' mouths wide open as Nick and I had tears in our eyes.

“No fucking way that ended like that….” Chris said standing up and bringing the plate to the kitchen

Turning the living room light on I stretched my neck

“Such a sad yet gratifying ending” I replied back

“I’m sick….this is so unfair” Nick said groaning as he wiped his eyes

“Exactly how I felt the first time I watched it” I said giggling

“I need to watch inside out to feel better….” He replied standing up and slouching over

“So was that a win? Did we like it?” I asked them

“Oh I loved it, it was great” They basically all responded

Smiling to myself I helped them tidy up the living room and kitchen.

“I think we should call it a night” Nick said as he looked at the clock reading 2:30am

Agreeing we all parted ways, following behind Matt as they shut all the lights out

Turning his light on he slid his shirt off and I slid my pants off. Brushing our teeth and then heading back into his room.

I laid in his bed as I followed behind turning his lights off and shutting his door.

Snuggling into me and pulling me closer.

“I love you so much” he replied sliding his hands up my thighs and up my arms into my hair to rub my scalp

Loosening into his touch I sighed.

“I love you too” I replied, turning over I planted a kiss to his lips

His fingers running from my scalp to my mid back. His tooth basically put me to sleep. And sooner than later we were both fast asleep embraced in each other's arms.

The End

This was trashhhhh, but what else can I say. My writing juices are GONE. This is sad LMAOOO. Thank you all for the support and I can’t believe I’m at 2507 followers. That’s amazing. I love you all.🥹🖤🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

[ev3rgreenxtrees]

,,Late Night Drive’’

-N.S

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: You and your boyfriend have a quickie in the back of Matt’s car as him and Chris go shopping.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sub!Nicolas Sturniolo x dom!masc!reader (he/him)

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: this is pure SMUT. handjobs, blowjobs, riding, anal, car sex.

Back to: {masterlist} {pt1} {pt2}

ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ: yes! based off this request by @chaosisalwayscrying

—2nd person pov—

“Nick,” you mumbled in the backseat, not loud enough for Chris and Matt to hear over the blaring trap music playing out of the car stereo. “Nick, we can’t- just wait a bit, baby,” you huffed, as Nick’s hand inched up your thigh to your crotch.

You weren’t hard yet, but it wouldn’t take long for you to be. You were all on your way to Target, so Chris and Matt could run in to get things for tomorrow’s video.

You wanted to go with, because you always liked drives with all of you. You weren’t sure why, but you always enjoyed them. Your boyfriend on the other hand, didn’t want to go. He refused to state why, and just kept claiming that he didn’t feel to hot. You now knew why.

He whined at your deny, but he decided it was for the better to listen. As much as Nick seemed like a top, always making snarky remarks about how you were always ‘begging for him’, how he always ‘ruined you’, but it was never true. You’d let him say that, but he knows what was going to go down later that night.

“i.. i need you, p-please?” he whined in your ear, his hand traveling back down to your thigh.

“Hey, Matt?” you called out, and you saw one of his hands leave the steering wheel to turn the stereo down.

“hm?” he asked, looking at you through the rearview mirror.

“how long ‘till were there?” you asked, and Matt looked out the window.

“hmm, maybe two minutes? Whats up?” He hummed.

“nothin, nick’s just not feelin’ too well,” You sighed, rubbing the boy’s shoulder. “I think we’re gonna stay in the car while you and Chris run in if thats okay,” you gave Matt a smile, even if he couldn’t see you.

“oh, yeah thats fine. You okay, Nick? Need me to grab some medicine when i’m in there?” Matt asked nick, who shook his head.

“no, i’ll just take some meds when we get home,” Nick shrugged, and Matt nodded.

The rest of the short ride was quiet- besides Chris’ music-.

The car pulled to a stop in the dark parking lot, scattered with a few other cars here and there, most assumed to be employee’s cars.

It had started raining, but not much. The windows slowly filled with raindrops. No one would be able to see in the car. perfect.

Matt and Chris said their goodbyes as they exited the car, and the second the doors shut, Nick practically thew himself on you.

He eagerly straddled your lap as his lips met yours, pulling you into a rough eager kiss. You slid your tongue over his bottom lip, as he happily opened his mouth, his tongue tangling with yours.

He slowly pulled away,

“Please..” he whined. You smirked and placed your hand on his boner, which was very visible through his sweats.

“shh,” you said, grabbing his hips, lifting him off your lap, sitting him next to you. he placed one of his legs against the seats, and the other on the floor. His back was pressed against the cold car door, as you leaned forwards.

You hovered over him, as you kissed and bit at his neck, your hand reaching to his crotch to palm him. You were hard as well- no denying that.

Nick let out a soft moan, his hands reaching yours, pushing it down harder.

“Needy, are we?” you teased, and he threw his head back. “Don’t make me ask again.” You growled.

“s-sorry- yes, i-i am, p-please,” he begged.

I continued my work on his neck, as my hands slid from his hard on to his waistband, gently tugging. Nick lifted his hips, allowing you to slip his pants and boxers off in one swift move.

His cock sprung out and hit against his shirt, his angry red tip smeared in his pre-cum. Nick was perfect size. medium length, but maybe just a bit too thick for your liking, but you’d make due.

You grabbed the base of his cock, and licked a bold stripe up it, from where your hand resided, all the way to his tip, him shuttering from your movements.

“please don’t tease..” he cried, and you looked up at him. His chest was heaving, and you smirked. You put his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it a few times, collecting all of his precum. He let out a low moan, as his hand made its way to your curls.

You batted his hand away, as you took your head off of his cock.

“did i say you could touch me?” you growled, and nick frantically shook his head.

“no- ‘m sorry, i.. j-just need— p-please,” he hiccuped, and you placed a kiss on his tip.

“dont touch me, and i might just let you cum,” you rubbed his thigh, as he started thanking you. you quickly placed your mouth back on his cock, as you quickly bobbed your head up and down.

Your boner grew in your pants impossibly more, and you felt precum leaking out. Your confined cock had started hurting, but you decided you’d wait to take it out until you finished sucking the needy boy below you off.

you continued your work, and nick became a moaning mess. His legs began shaking, and he gripped the seats, his knuckles turning white. He was close; and you knew it.

You slowed your movements, but kept him in your mouth as he released, after warning you. Curses slipped out of his mouth, up until you pulled off of him with a pop.

“fuck,” nick groaned, and his head fell back. you noticed he was still semi-hard, and you had no idea how you were going to help him before the others got back, but it was worth a try.

The windows were fogged up on the inside, the outside scattered in raindrops.

“still horny?” you shook your head, and nick bowed his.

“mhm,” he mumbled, “ive been waiting..” he whined. His hands traveled to your hips, his thumbs hooking into your waistband. He slowly pulled your pants and boxers down, revealing your member, as he kissed you harshly.

You gasped into his mouth as you felt his hand gently grip your tip, smearing your precum across your whole cock. You pulled away from the kiss and bit your lip, hard.

His hand slipped off of your cock, and he pulled you onto his lap.

“r-ride me,, please..” he huffed, and you obliged. You lined his cock up to your hole, before you slowly sat down, pushing him inside of you.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” you moaned, and Nick harshly gripped your hips, lowering you until he bottomed out. he threw his head back, and his grip loosened.

He let you adjust to his size, before you took matters into your own hands, bouncing up and down.

Your and Nick’s moans and huffs filled the car, being the only noise besides the raindrops hitting the steel roof. You knew nick was getting closer and closer to the edge, because the way his dick kept twitching.

“i-im gonna-“ Nick warned, but his warning didn’t do much good, as he was cumming before he could even finish his sentence.

You continued to slowly bounce, and you felt his hand start to slowly stroke your hard cock. you felt yourself twitching in his hands, and your legs started to shake, the familiar knot feeling growing in your lower stomach.

“f-fuck, nick…” you gasped, as you felt you release into his hand. your pants slowed down, and you slowly got off Nick’s lap, his soft cock slipping out of you.

You sat beside him as he quickly grabbed napkins from the glovebox, wiping you and him both off, before helping you put your pants and boxers back on, him quickly doing the same for himself.

“fuck, i love you.” he smiled, as he sat back in his seat, pulling you into him. He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead as you giggled,

“I love you too, Nick.”

You guys got done just in time, because Matt and Chris opened the trunk, placing the bags they purchased in the back.

“guys, why the fuck does the car smell like- ew! what the fuck is wrong with you guys!” Chris screeched, and Matt gagged.

“In my car?! you guys are disgusting!” matt yelled, and you and nick both erupted into laughter.

-

A/N: hope this did you justice <3 sorry the ending was like.. rushed😭👎

@bernardenjoyer

[loud-sturniolos]

“You don’t hate me.”

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

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

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

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

Nicolas Sturniolo.

Y/N’s best friend.

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

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

Fucking Matthew Sturniolo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

At The Restaurant

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

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

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

Midnight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[greylight32]

Since it was revealed this episode that Henry was practically the head of operations. What happened after he left? Obviously the kiddads are way too emotionally unstable to have a immediately, figured it out.

So I think after Henry left to go be a refugee camp, everybody at D.A.D.D.I.E.S HQ was freaking out. Sparrow and Lark are trying to train Hero, Grant is trying to make sure his family is okay while also probably taking over some of Henry’s responsibilities (since most likely did Henry take over the other Dad’s responsibilities after they died), Terry who is trying to cope with his father’s recent death while also taking over his responsibilities. All of them scrambling around trying to figure out what the fuck to do.

And then you just having Nick leaning back as far as he can in his desk chair legs up on his desk, people yelling and screaming around him at each other, saying to himself, “huh so this is what dread feels like”. As Grant yells “SOMEONE FUCKING CALL HENRY WE CANT FUCKING DO THIS SHIT!” And Mae Hailes yelling back “THATS LIKE ASKING US TO FIND RON! NOBODY CAN DO IT!”

Terry finally snapping as he yells “GET ME SOME FUCKING BLOOD, I’M SUMMONING GLENN!” Nicky perking up at that and just saying “I could just like, call him.” “YEAH DO THAT UPDATE HIM ON THE SITUATION!”

Terry then yelling “WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE TWINS?! THEY MADE THE MESS THEY SHOULD FUCKING BE HERE TO ATLEAST HELP CLEAN IT UP” (referring to Henry leaving the HQ)

Nick now calling Glenn saying “I think they left to go train Hero”. Terry then wrecking a desk as he yells “FUCKING PERFECT! YEAH SURE MAKE THE GUY WHOS RUNNING THE OPERATION LEAVE AND THEN LEAVE THE REST OF US TO PICK UP THE PIECES! REAL FUCKING TWINS MOVE YOU TWO!”

and yes I realized halfway through writing this that this does not match up with the timeline, but I think they thought that Ron died multiple times before he actually died. Also before you ask, yes i’ll polish off this story and write a one shot later, it’s the least I can do after all of this.

[sturniolo04]

Boyfriend's Brother M.S. & C.S.

Bf!Chris x Gf!Fem!Reader x fwb!Matt

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

Emmy's POV: it has been about a month, we hardly even remember what had happened a month ago although there is still some lingering tension from the situation i can tell. I had just finished my media class this afternoon and i promised Madi, jacob and Chris we would go the study area or place to hang out for a minute

Madi: hey lovely

Emmy; hi how was your last class

she asks as i sit down next to her on the lounging chairs

Madi: it was great

Jacob; whats up Em

Emmy; nothing much Jacob

she states as she sees Nick, Nicole and Matt a table a few feet away

Madi: do you want to go somewhere else

Emmy: no its fine in fact i am going to get more comfortable

Madi: huh

she replies quickly as Emmy gets up and sits on Chris' lap

Madi; oh okay i see

Matt's POV: this past month has been hell i dont understand why my friend group cant see that this ruined our group more than it would have if me and Emmy got together that day

Nicole; Matt.. what are you looking at

Matt: nothing its nothing

i say shaking it off as pay attention to the needy girl beside me

Nick: you guys want to go to a halloween party tonight for halloween

Matt; i mean why not

Nicole; yeah of course that would be fun

Matt: yeah...

Over with Emmy

Emmy's POV: attempting to even focus on the music homework i have to complete this degree i found myself still looking at Matt in the slightest

Madi: hey we can go somewhere else em its okay

she states noticing what she was looking at

Emmy: no no its fine

she says gripping Chrs' arm that were wrapped around her

Madi: hey guys theres this stupid party do yall want to go..

Jacob; that wouldnt be a bad idea considering its halloween

Chris: Em you want to

Emmy: yeah why not

we finished up studying at the hang out space and headed back to the dorm room as i head into my room to figure out what i was even going to wear for this party as Madi walked in

Madi: ughh i have no idea what i want to be

Emmy; im sure you will figure it out Madi ask Jacob

Madi: truee.. what are you going to be

Emmy: cheerleader because why not Matt and i said thats what we were going to be as friends before this happened so ig why not

Madi: does Chris know this

Emmy; of course he does i really didnt want to figure any thing else out honestly

i replied as i recieved a notifcation from ...

Madi; who was it from

Emmy: Matt

she sighs out setting the phone down looking down

Madi: you miss him dont you

Emmy: i mean yeah i do he's perfect honestly

Madi: yeah.. what about Chris

Emmy: i dont know

Madi: just listen to your heart love

she states as she leaves the room

i couldnt help but just sigh and bawl my eyes out

Emmy: why is this so diffcult for me ughh

Madi: Emmy b

she annouces coming back in the room

Madi: we are leaving in ten yeah

Emmy: okayy

she trails off getting up and putting her costume on thinking about her decision and what her heart wants. Her thoughts were interupted when

Chris; hey

he states coming in her room

Emmy: hi

Chris: you okay

he asks closing the door behind him

Emmy: yeah i need to talk to you

she states motioning for him to sit next to her

Emmy; Chris i-i like you i really do i just

she trails off

Emmy: but i cant deny what my heart wants 

she trails off again almost in tears as he sighs at her response

Emmy; and i am sorry if i hurt you i just-

she gets interrupted by Chris kissing her forehead resting his forehead on hers  and resting his hands on the sides of her face

Chris: its okay i get it i do 

Emmy; what about you

she states worried grabbing his hands on the sides of her face giving him some assurance at her statement

Chris; hey i will be okay i promise

Emmy: ok

she answer as he kisses her forehead one more time getting up and leaving.

In Matt room

Matt; Nicole sit down i want to talk to you

Nicole: okay Matt

Matt: i dont want to be your boyfriend anymore okay

Nicole: Matt..

Matt; my heart is simply just somwhere else and i cant deny that

Nicole:....

Matt: and i am sorry if that hurts you but it is hurting me not telling you the truth im sorry

Nicole: okay.. Matt i guess this isnt meant to be umm

Matt; you will find someone that will treat you way better than i did i promise

Nicole; thanks Matt

Matt's POV: i confessed and broke up with Nicole and now

Emmy; Matt..

she exclaims opening the door

Matt: hi..

Emmy: hi..

Matt: so i dont even know why i came but um i wanted to let you know Nicole and i broke up uh

Emmy:....

Emmy's POV: matt just kept rambling on and on until i finally heard him say that one he broke up with Nicole and two that he wants to be with me. so i pull him in and kiss him

Matt: oh my god youre so pretty

Emmy: thank you

she states grabbing his hand and pulling him into the dorm room. we continued to make out all the way into the front room landing on the couch

Madi: MATT

Emmy: Shit..

She mumbles pulling away from matt

Matt: hi..

Emmy; Madi before you say anything he br-

Madi: are you together now or..

Emmy: i mean

Matt; yeah we are

Madi: holy shit i am so happy for you Em

she squeals coming over to hug them both

Madi: yay okay but for real get ready we have to take insta picss

Emmy: okay okay im going

she says getting up grabbing matt's hand taking him in her room closing the door behind her bringing matt once again to her lips. the make out for few before he starts trailing down her neck as she giggles at the sudden action

Emmy: matttt i have to get ready now

she states pushing him off of her walking into the bathroom putting on her costume

Matt: come on

he say flopping her nicely made bed as her sits there for a few sitting up as she walks back in the room in her cheerleader costume

Emmy; look now we match

Matt: you are hot

Emmy: yeah you told me that already lets go get up insta pics

she exclaims pushing him out the door

Madi: im taking photos Emmy Matt yall ready

Emmy; sure

@itzemmy

itzemmy: My Lover @mattsturniolo

@mattsturniolo

mattsturniolo: loml @itzemmy

and the night was perfect!

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@adirtylittleheart @mintsturniolo @wh0resstuff

[mommahughes19-23]

baby boy - B.M

@ryleeee.montour : Thank you florida and the Panthers organization for hosting us for the past 3 1/2 years and the opportunity to see my best friend and the love of my life hoist his first cup! 💖🐱🐈‍⬛🏆

tagged : @montour

location : florida bby

matthew_tkachuk : gonna miss the both of ya, just means we gotta party harder this off season before you guys leave!🥳🥳🥳🥳

↪ ryleeee.montour : you act like im not ur sister and youre never going to see us again.....

flapanthers : Thank you for 3 1/2 seasons with us! Once a cup champ always a cup champ!🏆🏆

daynamastro : NOOOOOOOOOOO. NO NO NO NO NO NO!❌❌❌❌❌

gustavforsling : I cant believe Monty isn't gonna be on the bench with me next season. 😞😞😞😞

ryanlomberg : im gonna miss you and monty! Thank you both for one of the best seasons! 🫶🏻

↪ ryleeee.montour : Ryan, thank you! You and Marissa have been everything to us!!! You will kill it in Calgary! 🥰🥰🥰

↪ montour : My brother, its been a great run with you and the boys, and fuck it we are leaving as champs!😎😝

lundell_anton : this is just wrong. MONTY SHOULD STAYYY😡

carterverhaeghe : who's gonna man the grill at chuckys now?? 😭

↪ ryleeee.montour : I guess you big boy, ill buy you an apron before we leave.

sbennet_93 : thats my best friend omg no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

barkovsasha : you will always be my little brandy boo

tygagen : for the record I was always your biggest fan @ryleeee.montour

evanr17 : im prepping the funeral preparations for you and Brandon, would you like to be buried together or separate?

↪ ryleeee.montour : Evan baby, good bye.

emiliekulikova : youre my best best friend, love you both the most! Please come back and visit anytime you want!!!!!😭😞🥰

ellie_connell : GIRL NOOOOOOOO, you cannot leave me with your brother like this!!! PLEASE🙏🏻🙏🏻

samsonreinhart : Brandon, youre a sexy man - Reino

vt9191 : we shall miss you

marissalomberg : NOOOOOOOO, YOU BETTER MAKE TRIPS UP TO SEE US !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

slorentz16 : MONTY! MONTY! MONTY!

nickcousins27 : YOU BETTER REP THAT SHIRT EVEN IF WE ARENT TEAMMATES ANYMMORE !!!!!☹️💖😡

alligadjovich : NO NO NO NO NO, TAKE BRANDON NOT RYLEE!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE LEAVE RYLEE.

↪ montour : yeah... not happening she's mine.

mackie.samo : Brotherrrrr, always sad to see a teammate go, wishing you the BEST of luck in Seattle!🫶🏻🙏🏻

tiatuomola : hey Siri, play in the arms of the angel...

nikomikk : NOT MY MONTY BOY GIVE HIM BACKKKKKKKKKKKKK

tarasenko.yana : you better visit us and the boys ANY TIME YOU GET A CHANCE!!

montour : I love you so so so much my baby! Home is wherever we are together! Thank you to the guys and Panthers for everything you've done for us!💖🏆🐱

smillaalwin : I miss you alreadyyyyy

ninaacousins : NO, not nicks #1 fan! come backkkkkkk

eetuluostarinen : I would like to say personally I object to this and any future changes made to our perfect Stanley cup team🙂‍↔️😞

zozeleny : OUR TAILGATE PLANNER IS LEAVING????? WHAT THE HECKKKKKK

aaronekblad5 : montyyyy boy, once a cat always a cat, youre never going to be a true kraken

christinalrodrigues : omg the kids are so sad uncle monty and aunt rywee are leaving! I expect post cards!

↪ ryleeee.montour : girl your husband is apparently planning us a funeral please, you cant get rid of the Montours that easy. PLUS everyone forgets B and I are here till September

emmasulonen : I would like to protest this immediately.

danielaforsling : im sorry but I just cannot support this move. you belong here

↪ ryleeee.montour : Danni babes DONT YOU GUILT ME

kevinstenlund : brothers from other mothers for life

jessjewell : always will be my little wag

jgadjovich : crushed the twins won't have you two around growing up as much as they could. All the best in Seattle 🏆🫶🏻

tammymontour : My baby will be a star no matter where he goes

erinmarklee : MY BOYFRIENDS BOYFRIEND AND MY WIFE ARE LEAVING ME FOR EVER!

↪ ryleeee.montour : thats a bit dramatic but also true.

A.N: MAY I JUST SAY THIS OUT OF ALLLLLLL OF THE TRADES GOING ON BRANDON IS ONE OF THE TRADES THAT ABSOLUTLEY KILLED ME..... MONTY BABY AND LOMBERG MY SMOLL KING ARE AND ALWAYS WILL BE CATS TO ME.

jessjewell = Sam Reinhart

danielaforsling = Gustav Forsling

ninacousins = Nick Cousins

tarasenko.yana = Vladamir Tarasenko

alligadjovich = Jonah Gadjovich

marissalomberg = Ryan Lomberg

emiliekulikova = Dimitri Kulikov

daynamastro = Aaron Ekblad

tiiatuomola = Eetu Luostarinen

emmasulonen = Niko Mikkola

tygagen = Alexander Barkov

ellie_connell = Matthew Tkachuk

smillaalwin = Tobias Bjornfot

zozeleny = Sam Bennett

erinmarklee = Stevie Lorentz

TAGGED : @noahkahansorangejuice @skylershines @quinnylouhughesx43

[tessasturns]

forever young

teen romance pt.2

volleyball player!reader x lacrosse player!chris

a/n: i was js munching come coke oreos bro. sorry if this is long, i was re reading pt 1 and it's so rushed😭 this may be a little boring lolol, but i honestly love this series, lmk what u wanna read !! enjoy :)

warnings: swearing, slightly suggestive, not proofread !

(masterlist) (pt.1)

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after you went home from chris' house, you walked in your house smiling like an idiot. you were anticipating the next day, game day. not because you got to play, but because chris was going to watch you play.

as you touched up you makeup before the game, you checked your phone just to see if chris texted. turns out he did, he had sent you a snap of his fit before the game. you had just seen the boy at school in the exact same fit, but you were blushing hardcore. "y/n, we gotta go grab your stuff" your best friend mikayla says. you had stopped at your house with her to grab an change of clothes and do your hair, but now it was game time.

you got in the car with your mom, dad, and mikayla. you were playing some hype music to get pumped up, but all you could think about was chris. when you guys got there, your parents waited in the bleachers while you guys got warmed up. you were hoping to start, just so your parents and chris didn't think you were a bench warmer.

after about a half hour, the guests start to pile in to the stadium. your heart beats one hundred beats per swcond as you see chris and nick walk in together. they notice your staring and smile at you. a little while later, the coach is showing how they're gonna run the lineups, and you're starting. you take some deep breaths before the game, calming your nerves.

the referee calls the players onto the court and you go to where you're supposed to be. you're serving first, so you catch a ball that was tossed to you as you walk to the end of the court. you take a deep breath as you do your serve routine, waiting for the referee to blow his whistle.

chris is just staring at you in absolute awe. he doesn't realize how interesting you make the sport look. you serve the ball and get back into position. their libero shanks the ball, leaving you guys with ace. you smile as your team cheers, huddling up as you go to serve again.

everybody was on the edge of their seats. the game had been pushed to third set, and the score was 14-13. you were shaking as it was serve recieve. you took a deep breath once again as the referee blew her whistle. the ball is served, to which your teammate digs up the ball to the setter, and the setter sets outside for a hit. this is it, this is your chance. you go for your approach and everything is perfect. you swing at the ball and hit cross court, when the ball hits the ground. your head is spinning as you and your team cheer.

after the game, nick finds you and compliments your playing, chris doing the same. you give nuck a quick side hug, but when you go to do the same with chris, he engulfs your body into a normal hug. a small gesture that made butterflies swarm in your stomach. a slight hue of red paints your cheeks as he releases his grasp on your body. "so, you coming back to mine?" nick asks you. "uh sure, if thats alright with you guys" you respond. "of course" chris answers, rather eagerly.

you grab your back and change your shoes as you hop into mikaylas car with nick and chris. you guys play your post game hype up, a mix of lil skies and ty dolla sign. you guys eventually reach the sturniolos' house and go in.

"so, y'all wanna watch a movie?" chris asks. "yeah sure" we all murmur in agreement. you guys put on some old romance movie as you all cuddle up together on the couch. you notice chris chose to sit right next to you, but you didn't mind.

about a half hour goes by, and you can see chris try to nonchalantly wrap his arm around you. you don't say anything to intervene with him doing so. the two of you are now literally spooning eachother, hoping the others don't notice. it's nights like this that make you want to be forever young.

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a/n: this is really rushed sorry:( lmk what you guys want to read, PLEASE DONT BE A SILENT READER :)) !!!

blessings and riches, tessa:)

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🤪 and 💗 for the writer asks please!

🤪 wild card! ramble about something!

whew ok i dont even know where to get started here but i guess i'm gonna be serious for a second. i've been pretty good about writing fics for myself in my entire fandom life. i write the tropes i want, the pairings i want, the tropes i want. i wasn't very worried about engagement and people liking my fics. but recently, i've found myself worrying a little bit about that and i really dislike it. theres this rarepair fic (habs jake evans/nick suzuki) that i've been sitting on for at least 2 years now. and i've written SO much of it but there's this odd mental block in finishing it. then, i realized it might be because i don't want to post a fic that wouldn't do huge numbers. thats a disservice to myself as an author. so yeah, i want to work on that for myself and not writing for engagement but myself and like the 4 other gremlins i know who'll like it.

(this isn't a judgement of other authors and their motivation for fics, btw! this is just my own personal philosophy!)

💗 a fic you’ve reread again and again and why!

worship at your alter by @plethoriall idk man. i think about domme!nate way too often. and the mentions of their past (nate making sure sid knows coming without touching his dick is non negotiable!) and future (nate suggesting sid "practicing" on other guys) are perfect. i read it over and over. a permanent piece of my (medium sized) american heart by crispierchip nate/ej. this one's just really nice. im not a huge kidfic type of person but this actually was so nice. ej and nate slowly but surely moving in together, raising this kind. love it

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Third Love

Ch 1 La Dama

Pairing: Eddie x Mexican Female Reader

Word count: 3.7k

Summary: Eddie tries to win over your affection and use you in hopes of getting signed to your dads record company. There's just one problem. Your situationship and a heartbreaking past that threatens to expose the darker side of you.

CW: MDNI 18+ Nightmares, mental illness, smut (p in v, bjs) Modern au Eddie, fuckboy Eddie. Spanish words. Reader with other man (not cheating). I gave you a cute lil nickname cuz youre a sweetie. 🍑

Prologue

"What's her name?" Eddie asked, flipping through his phone, swiping right on the dating app he was currently in, not once looking up at his bandmate. "They call her Peach." Gareth voiced sitting down on the chair next to Eddie, nervously picking the skin around his nails. "Does she have a fat ass?" Eddie questioned, eyebrow arched with a dimpled grin, now swiping left. Shaking his head Gareth continued. "I don't know man, Her uh.. her dads in the business though." Eddie smirked as he looked up from his phone. A sly smile graced his face, thinking of all the ways he could weasel his way into your social circle and finally get the band a record deal. "Don't even think about it Ed, she's not like that. And neither are you, especially after New York." Eddie scoffed and stared at the man before him, eyes burning a hole through Gareth's forehead. Eddie had a reputation for being a bad boy, always getting into trouble or being at the wrong place at the wrong time. He had an even worse reputation with women. After he broke off things with Becky he'd use women any chance he got and not even gracing them with a call back.

Maybe he was still bitter for what had transpired between them but to Eddie right now a hole was a hole. "What's that supposed to mean asshole?" Gareth huffed, and kicked his feet up on the coffee table, twisting the copper cap off his beer. "Look man, I know how it goes. I get your still pissed about she who shall not be named, but you can't just fuck everything that moves." It was true. Eddie had gotten the routine down to a T. Saturday nights He'd play his Warlock with all the passion and desire one would when trying to make it big. Large strong hands flying swifty over the neck of his sweetheart, Strong fingers holding his pick and gliding over the strings for each chord played beautifully and to perfection. His hair thrashed back and forth as he bounced and swayed feeling the music and energy of the crowd. He'd then scan the front row and pick his favorite out of the screaming groupies. He didn't have a preference on what they looked like or how they acted "the sluttier the better" he had once told Gareth. He knew the minute he was done with them he'd never call or see them again.

One wide smile and wink from Eddie was all it took for the busty blonde to follow him backstage. Within 5 min he'd have her bent over in the back of his van. Hands grabbing the plush of blondies backside while he thrusted deep within her. Every forceful thrust resulting in muffled moans and cries from the slut beneath him. Once he was done he'd toss them their clothes and shoo them on their merry way. He never gave out his number and tossed every number that was given to him. He wasn't looking for a relationship, he just wanted to get his dick wet on the daily. "Yeah, well those girls are sluts, what makes Peach so different?" Gareth stood up from the couch and paced the living room throwing his arms up in frustration. "Have you even been listening to me?!! Her dad is CEO of Twisted Records in Los Angeles! Thats what makes her different! She has connections!! Real fucking connections." Gareth stopped in front of Eddie and looked at him like something else was on his mind. "Go one spit it out" waving a hand in front of Gareth signaling him to continue. "My buddy Nick is having a party and she's gonna be there. We gotta go man. That's our way in." Eddie thought the name sounded familiar. Rubbing the stubble on his chin he stood up and walked to the cupboards, reaching for his salted pretzels and popping a few into his awaiting mouth. "Are you talking about Nick from Glass House? Holy shit are they trying to get signed too?" Taking a sip of his beer Gareth nodded his head in confirmation." Yeah apparently the lead singer Sebastian has the same idea we do." Eddie scoffed at this information, both boys acknowledged that if Glass House was also trying to get signed they needed to act fast.

Eddie intended to sweep you off your feet before Sebastian could even try. He hoped that by Saturday Night he'd have you so cock drunk you wouldn't be able to stay away from him therefore being a shoe in with your dad and landing him and the rest of Corroded Coffin a record deal. Little did Eddie know that getting you to fall for him was going to be much harder than he thought, considering it had been less than a year since your attack.

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By the time you were released from the hospital all your belongings from your childhood home had been moved into a smaller, more secluded area with 24/7 security and advanced motion sensors in place. It was your decision to continue working, trying to busy the chaos that took place in your mind. Your dad had told you it wasn't necessary and he only wanted you to heal and get the medical help you desperately needed.

Currently your mental state was hanging by a thread as the events from that tragic night often played in your mind. Your mother brought you into this world and you held her tightly to your chest as she took her final breaths. The heartache and pain are sometimes unbearable, but you find solace in knowing you said your goodbyes. She didn't pass alone and for that you're grateful, the wounds caused by her death scab over, only to rip back open at any given time.

Sleep wasn't enjoyable like it once was, leaving too much stillness only brought the pain from the inside to the outside. You can't remember if the screams from your nightmares were hers or your own but you find yourself locked in your bathroom, hugging yourself tightly, rocking back and forth with your tear stained face pressed against your knees."You didn't show me how to live without you. I. I. Miss you so much. I can't do this. I can still see your face. I needed more time." Hiccuping sobs escape your trembling lips, saddened words spoken to the cold tile of your bathroom floor where the only form of comfort felt were your own arms tightly wrapped around your shins.

"Mija estás bien?" The knock at the door startles you, the worried voice of your dad has you blinking back tears.

"It's me, I'm coming in." He announces, as the handle turns and his large frame fills the space in the bathroom. His eyes are wet, clearly terrified at the state his daughter is in. Not used to giving comfort when needed he breaks that cultural norm and envelopes your trembling body in a tight hug that only loving fathers know how to give. "No puedes vivir con este dolor hija, dame lo a mí." Your dad cried on that floor with you, begging to release all your pain onto him, he was strong enough to carry it for the both of you. Sleep came easily that night, and soon enough you found that rest became better with someone else.

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Friday

Being the VP of A&R your work consists of mostly networking, which usually means attending live music events. Concerts, open mics, festivals, and private music industry events. Something you were able to do in the comfort of your home was review a long list of demos and toggle through multiple social media accounts, looking and listening for the next big hit. Staying home was no longer an option, if your dad was going to pass the company down to you you needed to be out there, socializing with producers, meeting potential talent and becoming the strong fierce woman your mother taught you to be. Making genuine friends and relationships has always been hard for you. Did they value your friendship as much as you did or were you just a stepping stone to further their career. Were all your relationships one sided? Did they fall for you or did they trip you only to step on your back and reach for that record deal dangling in your dads hands. One thing for sure, every interaction was to be met with skepticism. Everyone you met wanted a hand in the cookie jar, and since witnessing ur moms death, it had changed everything. Life was fragile and at any moment it could be taken from you. The urge to find your forever person lay heavy on your heart, cement walls built so high it would take one man a lifetime to claw his way through. Maybe seeing your parents' love cut short made you crave arms to hold you at your worst, tender soft kisses and gentle hands. Whispers of sweet nothings only for your ears to hear. Although the man laying behind you held you tight to his chest and caressed every inch of your body with soft slow strokes it wasn't enough because he wanted something from you, just like they all did.

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A mumbled "morning" breaches the man's lips as he nuzzles his head in the crease of your neck inhaling the floral scent of your shampoo. Your eyes slowly adjust to the sun peeking through. Checking the time you quickly jolt up frantically searching for your clothes. "Nooo kitten, stay in bed." Missing your warmth next to him he pats the bed beckoning you back next to his side. "You weren't supposed to stay." You sigh quickly brushing your hair and gathering your purse for your meeting that you were going to be late to. Groaning the man stands and at 6ft 3 he towers over you concern laced in his eyes. " I thought we were over this? I just wanna be with you." Sebastian embraces you, gently gliding his hands up and down your arms. He places a kiss atop your head as he releases you. Lies. It's all lies. Sebastians been trying to be more than what you both were currently in. Him wanting to be exclusive and you keeping your heart guarded. Afraid that once his band was signed that he'd leave you, becoming just a distant memory and an inspiration for a break up song. You smile brightly, giving him a peck on the cheek and rushing out to your car, refusing to continue the conversation.

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You spend the next 14 hours meeting with managers, producers, future talent and settle any disputes between assistants and the current artists signed to the label. Utterly exhausted from your long day you find yourself knocking on Sebastian's front door. Ever since your Moms tragic passing you were too scared to sleep alone. Always opting for warm arms to keep you safe or the company of your best friend, who at the moment was out of town with the love of her life. Love, oh how you wished it would find you. No one ever spoke the words to you. Even if they did, you always feared that they had fallen in love with the idea of you or that you'd fall so hard and deep for them just for muttering those three words. Before Sebastian there were others but currently he offered peace to your troubled mind.

Opening the door Sebastian embraces you, placing a kiss on the crown of your head as he always does. Stepping aside he lets you into his home that he shares with his bandmates. Grabbing your soft small hand he leads you up the stairs to his bedroom. The room has a soft glow from the bedside lamp and his laptop is perched open on the desk. You notice Multiple instruments are scattered around the room and wonder if you interrupted his session. "Were you working?" You question pointing to the guitar laying on his bed. "Yeah, wanna hear it?" Sebastian smiles, gently removing his guitar so you could lay down. "It's not done yet but I'd love to know what you think." Snuggling under the covers you gesture for him to begin. It takes 2 minutes for his sultry voice to lure you to sleep and he takes this time to study all your features. His deep brown eyes record every scar, beauty mark and freckle that graces your beautiful face and wishes more than anything that you feel even an ounce of adoration he feels for you. Quietly he removes his shirt and cuddles close behind you. His bare chest to your clothed back and god he craves skin to skin contact. So he pulls you close, arm over the dip of your waist and settles for the warmth of his large hand caressing the smooth skin of your tummy. Nuzzling the curve of your neck he whispers "Stay till morning."

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Saturday

Eddie and Gareth had arrived at the party early, not wanting to miss out on the opportunity to see you in the flesh. He wondered if other bands were here to get noticed by you or if they were here for the groupies, which currently many had made their way through the door. Tired of gawking and looking like a creep he went inside in search of a restroom. Seeing as many more people had filled the inside of the house, hallways had narrowed and soon Eddie was bumping into people and excusing himself. Quickly rounding the corner to finally reach the restroom Eddie's arms shot out to prevent his crotch from grazing the plush of someones ass but it happened too fast and it was too late. Contact had been made and Eddies dick twitched at the sensation. You had dropped your phone and on the way to pick it up Eddie had accidently ran into your behind. Rough hands on your hips to prevent the collision was futile. Quickly removing his hands from your body Eddie apologized profusely. "Shit. Im so fucking sorry. I didn't see you and uh. I shouldn't have gra...."

Eddie froze because in that moment his heart skipped a beat, butterflies took flight within his stomach, and if angels were real he's sure you'd be their queen. Clearing his throat and extending his hand to you he introduced himself. "I'm Eddie." You giggled at the thought of telling him your name but you met his rough hand with your soft one anyway. "You can call me Peach."

"Of course it's Peach" Eddie smirked, given the manner in how you both met, hilarity ensued and you both were doubled over in laughter. Your laugh was so angelic he wished to hear it every morning as his wake up call, until someone cleared their throat.

"What's so funny?" Sebastian questioned looking down at Eddie while placing his arm around your shoulders, showcasing ownership of you. Eddie almost missed the way you tensed under Sebastian's arm and slightly leaned away. "Oh, this is Eddie, he just accidently bumped into me." You swallowed. "And Eddie, this is Sebastian." You look up to Sebastian gauging his reaction.

Both men looked each other up and down. Eddie was slighting shorter and more muscular while Sebastian was tall and lanky. Both had a similar style. Eddie wore jeans with rips in the kneecaps and his iconic Hellfire shirt while Sebastian had black slacks and a white t-shirt that displayed both his sleeves of tattoos. "Hmmm, do I know you from somewhere?" Sebastian asked, pulling you in closer to his side."Don't think so man." Which was a lie, Corroded Coffin and Glass House both played Battle of the Bands a few months back, it had been the first few shows they played in California.

"Yea actually I remember now." Wagging his finger toward Eddie Sebastian continued. "Battle of the bands. You were there with.... what was her name...oh Kelly!" Pulling his lips between his teeth Eddie looked down ashamed that he couldn't remember this Kelly girl. "Must have been a fling." He shrugged, placing both hands in his pockets and staring at you sheepishly. He knew Sebastian was trying to make him look bad in front of you. He wondered if you two were together and why you seemed to tense up around him.

"There's lots of girls here to satiate an appetite, just not this one." Sebastian countered, sensing his glares at Eddie, you placed your hand on his tummy signaling Sebastian to back off. "Eddie, it was nice meeting you, but I have some mingling to do, and I hope you enjoy the lovely ladies." You give a tight lipped smile and proceed to walk down the stairs with Sebastian at your side, when Eddies calloused hands from years of playing gently grab your hand from behind. Glancing down you see his thumb ghosting over your delicate fingers. A touch so tender and pure yet every neuron in your body buzzes with static, charging up to reach capacity just waiting to burst. Your gaze meets Eddie's eyes, and his pupils dilate in acknowledgement of the current traveling between you. Stunned by the shock he blinks back to reality and the words 'I'll see you around' escapes his lips. With a wink and wide smile he releases your hand and stares as you descend the remaining steps.

For the rest of the night Eddie watches you interact with guests. He observes how affectionate everyone is to you. Constantly getting hugged, different hands gripping your elbow or being placed on your shoulders. Men placing their hands on the small of your back to walk past you. Women giving you tight hugs and kisses on your cheek. He furrowed his eyebrows as guys try to innocently squeeze behind you knowing very well what their true intentions are. It makes him sick knowing that he was one of them. From the looks of it you seemed to not be bothered by people pulling you here and there, yet there's a hyper vigilance that doesn't let you relax. You're constantly scanning and locking eyes with everyone who passes you, giving them the green light to show you their social media pages and slipping you their phone numbers. Throughout the entire night he noticed Sebastian was never far behind. "You're being a creep." Gareth teased as he slapped eddies back in a bro hug. Eddie laughed and told Gareth how he accidently bumped into you. "Looks like Sebastian beat us to it man." Eddie took a sip of his beer gesturing towards both of you. Sebastian had placed a tender kiss on your head and was walking you out." Nah man it's not what you think, i'll tell you tomorrow." Gareth whispered afraid someone would hear. Both men talked quickly and decided they would figure out a new strategy. As Eddie was walking out he could hear voices in the distance and saw you standing between Sebastian's legs as he leaned his back against a car, His hands were cupping your face and he was looking deep within your eyes. Eddie could hear him ask you a question.

"Come on kitten, just a kiss. Hmm?" Sebastian cooed. Pulling you closer and running his hands down your arms to settle on your hips. You smiled shyly, stood on your tippy toes and locked lips with Sebastians. His lips were dry and chapped compared to yours soft and supple. Parting his lips he ran his tongue along the seam of your mouth begging for permission to deepen the kiss. Before you could gently push away his large hands grabbed at your ass pulling you up to his waist. You squealed and swatted at his chest. Moving your mouth away from him he found the soft curve of your neck as he turned around and placed you on the hood of his car. "Sebastian stop." You pleaded through your giggles. "I'm ticklish" You squealed. "Never" he replied, peppering kisses down your neck. Hugging you close and placing a final kiss to your forehead. "Why don't you stay with me tonight? Please."

The sound of chains caught your attention as Eddie walked out to his car. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Putting his hands up in surrender and smiling innocently. You hop down from Sebastian's car telling him goodnight with a quick peck to the cheek as you walk with Eddie to his car. Looking behind him Eddie eyes Sebastian's hard glare and just smirks in victory at getting you alone.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Eddie questioned throwing a thumb over his shoulder to a retreating Sebastian. You sigh contemplating your response. "Shit" Eddie pats his front and back pockets in a panic. Pulling out his keys and lighter but not finding what he was looking for."I think I left my phone inside." Looking towards the house, Eddies hopeful it's still there. "Oh! here you can use mine to call, maybe we could hear it." You hand Eddie your phone so he could punch his number in and as you both head towards the house you hear the buzz and ring of a muffled phone. Searching the ground and the area nearby Eddie chuckles as he sees the glow under his seat through his car window. "Must have fallen out of my pocket." Fumbling with his key in the door it unlocks and he retrieves his phone from under the seat. Checking the screen he smiles at the 1 missed call and the 10 digits of your number. Gotcha.

"It's getting late i should really get going." You announce with a shy wave, stepping back, crossing the street to your car. Eddie nods in agreement and walks you to your door, his chains clinking with every step. He holds the door open for you as you sit in and fasten your seatbelt. "Drive safe yeah?" You smile and nod as Eddie gently closes the door and he watches as you drive away. For the entire ride back home you think of Eddies soft brown eyes and his dimpled smile. The silver rings on his fingers when he grabbed your hand on the stairs and the heat you felt when his palms had met the delicate curve of your hips. You wonder if he had felt the burst of energy between you or if it was one sided. Probably one sided.

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someone on twitter had said that the polo scene was not well done because of the bagpipes and how the scenes were shot, and thats when I realized I need to get off fan twitter lol- the bagpipes matches the thrill/intensity/energy/primal feelings, and it was just so fricking awesome..you know i think ppl dont talk about the polo scene because its just so perfect, what else can you add (so thank you for dissecting it). my fave part was they got the music to time with henry's butt bouncing on the horse (haaa!!!) and the movements in the tackroom... it was like done with sexiness in mind but also WELL DONE.

Oh the editing was definitely done to match the beat of the music - you can tell that some shots have been sped up to suit. And for me that's part of the scene's appeal. This isn't like Paris, this isn't like Alex's bedroom. This is fast and passionate and desperate and fuelled with want.

I said in the meta that the polo scene was February/March at the earliest but it's feasible that it's in April... whatever time it happened it has been weeks since these horny young men got their hands on each other and they only have a short period of time to, well, get their hands on each other. We saw it in the book - even though there it takes place in Connecticut:

“Hey, isn’t there, uh, a thing?” Alex says. “You needed to. Uh. Show me?” Henry looks at him, glances at the dozens of millionaires and socialites milling around, and back at him. “Now?” “It was a four-and-a-half-hour car ride up here, and I have to go back to DC in an hour, so I don’t know when else you’re expecting to show it to me.” Henry takes a beat, his eyes flickering to the cameras again before he switches on a stage smile and a laugh, cuffing Alex on the shoulder. “Ah, yes. Right. This way.”

Alex literally did a nine-hour round road trip in the book, and a trans-Atlantic flight in the movie to hook up with Henry and that is very valid of him on both counts.

So yeah. It's going to be fast and frantic and over way too soon for a variety of reasons. And the fact that they placed about with the playback speed to reflect that is just A+ editing. Nick Moore, you get a cookie for that.