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might hang out with a cute guy ?

might kiss a cute guy ??

MIGHT HOLD A CUTE GUY CLOSE TO ME ???

yeah i’m losing my mind <3

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guys i think i found my dream guy

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a vlog that’s pretty much just y/n’s day in the life

chris sturniolo x reader

summary: your boyfriend and his brothers film a day of their life, including their time with you. request

warning: fluffy, slightly suggestive (if you look hard enough), language

“wake up sleep heads,” nick said focusing the camera on yours and chris’s sleeping frames. “we’re filming our lives today and you guys need to get up.”

a slight groan could be heard from your boyfriend, but you made no efforts to acknowledge it. you were to focused on the deep sleep you were attempting to fall back into. “what nick?” chris’s voice had sleep prominent in it. his words made you more alert than before.

you picked your head up slightly but quickly threw it back down, loudly sighing at the light nick pointed at the two of you. you head came in contact with chris’s arm, slightly scaring him. “nick what the fuck are you doing kid. can’t you see she’s trying to sleep.” chris was less concerned about his own comfort then yours. he turned his body into you, blocking you from the light.

“can you two just get up and start yapping so this video is entertaining?”

“yea nick, just get the fuck out”

with nick leaving the room, chris started getting out of bed as well. becoming more coherent, you looked over at chris as he was picking both of your guys clothes off the floor from last night. “chris, get back in bed with me” you said to him giving him a slight smirk. he smiled at you before launching himself back in the bed.

the boys had a couple meetings that morning, so they picked up the camera again as you all were shopping for ingredients for dinner. since you volunteered to make them food it was the boys job to figure out everything you needed.

nick walked behind you, chris, and matt so he could film what the three of you were doing. matt pushed the cart as chris kept his death grip on your hand, pulling you with him and pointing out every interesting thing he saw. “look at the flowers, baby. do you want flowers? i’m gonna buy you flowers. what kind do you want?” chris dropped your hand walking away from you as he looked intently at the flowers trying to choose the prettiest ones. “you don’t need to buy me flowers” you had to raise your voice a little so he could hear you, but in response all you got was a little hand wave brushing your comment off.

nick turned the camera on you. “your boyfriend is like a child. he doesn’t listen.” you gave his a shrug and a laugh. “i think i have to have a talk with mary lou to see what went wrong with that one” you said pointing at chris, who was now walking back over to you three with two different bouquets of flowers.

“you referring to your amazing boyfriend, who’s buying you flowers might i add, as ‘that one’ is crazy.” chris found his place at your side. he handed you the flowers and pulled a piece of lint off of the fresh love hoodie of his that you were wearing. “i don’t know what you’re talking about, honey. also, i said you didn’t have to buy me flowers.” “exactly that why i’m buying you two.” he said kissing your forehead nodding in matt’s direction for you to start walking.

poor matt had been done most of the grocery shopping himself. none of you were paying enough attention to him, so when you got home to make dinner the ingredients were definitely a suprise. luckily you ended up with chicken and pasta so the rest came easily.

chris came up to you with the camera as you were cooking. “what are you making chef?” before you even got the chance to open your mouth and respond another comment was being made by chris. “vlog, look at how pretty my girlfriend is. she’s actually perfection” he put the camera on the counter so it was facing both of you. he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the stove so you were in frame. “give them a spin ma. wearing my brand and everything”

you faked annoyance as you spun beside chris. not being able to keep a straight face for long you broke into laughter. when you returned to facing him he pulled you into a hug. he released your shoulders so he could hold your face him his hands. with your arms still around his waist, you leaned up to give him a small kiss.

matt came over to you guys, looked at you in disgust, and grabbed the camera off the counter. “sorry for you had to see that. chef matt is taking over because our original chef has become distracted.” matt tried to take your spot at the stove, but you weren’t going to allow it. “matt do not touch that you’re going to ruin it.” the bickering went on between you two for a while before realizing you could just work together.

that night, after eating and cleaning up the dishes, top golf was suggested by none other then chris sturniolo. his love for the activity was one that you’d never understand, but you went nonetheless.

a few rounds went by before you inevitably realized you’d never win against those three so you took over vlogging for them instead. the camera pointed at nick as he took his swing. “ohhh well that was definitely something.” you said from behind the camera. nick was far enough away that he couldn’t hear your comment, but you’d definitely get shit for it while he edited. the two boys to you left of a kick out of it though.

matt and chris broke out into laughter catching the attention of nick. “what are you two fuckers laughing about? try to do better.” he said, giving them attitude. you held back your laugh as nick sat to the right of you.

for entertainment purposes (and also to annoy him) you started narrating everything matt did. “and… matt sturniolo picks up his golf club. he waves it in front of the sensor. he gets his golf ball. he gets ready to hit. is it going to be good ladies, gentleman, and nonbinaries? we’ll see. and he hits, and it’s…… not as good as nicks shot.” matt side eyes you as chris starts laughing uncontrollably. he falls into your side sending you and the camera to the right into nick.

nick takes the camera from you since your posture has been infiltrated by chris’s body. chris is still laughing when matt gets back to the seats, so like any brother would, matt slaps him upside the head. chris groans as he pokes your shoulder. you’re conversation with nick gets cut off when you look over at him. “matt hit me” chris says with a childish tone. “okay and what do you want me to do about it babe? i’m not your mother. hit him back. i don’t fucking know” you say with a laugh.

the game quickly comes to an end with matt coming out in first place. the four of you decide to call it a night. and start walking back to the van.

when you guys finally got to the car nick started to outrow the video. “alright guys that’s it for this weeks vlog thank you so much for watching” he turned the camera towards the front of the car as you leaned over chris’s shoulder.

“chris can you please play 34+35 remix for nick and i.”

“no y/n” “absolutely not”

and with that the video concluded.

an: i didn’t have much motivation to write the past couple of days but i hope y’all enjoy this 🤍

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boyfriend - Matt Sturniolo

summary: where your boyfriend of 2 years breaks up with you without reason, you go to your comfort place, your best friend matt's house and he does everything he can to calm you down.

contains: fluff, bestfriend!matt, crying, comforting.

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panic flushes over me, my body heats up as my eyes scan over the screen of my phone. i instantly call him, my boyfriend aiden

"are you serious aiden?" i raise my voice as he picks up the phone,

"we're done, i told you." he says blankly with next to no emotion in his voice, hes been my boyfriend for just over 2 years.

he knows the shape of my lips against his,

he knows that i can't sleep by myself,

he knows my family,

he knows my daily routine from the second i wake up to the second my head hits the pillow.

and now he breaks up with me over text.

"why!?" i cry, i hear a subtle scoff from aiden before he hangs up. i instantly start to sob, throwing myself up off my bed and grabbing my keys.

i run downstairs and out the door into the night air, making my way down my driveway towards my cute small car.

i slam the door to my car shut, sinking down into the drivers seat as i check my phone. i've been blocked on almost everything already.

tears soak my cheeks as i let out shaky sobs.

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11:49

i knock twice on matt's front door, wearing sweatpants and a small shirt. my shoulders are by my sides, shaking up and down with each panicked cry.

after a couple of seconds the door opens slowly, i'm met with matts face.

he looks down at me, a short gasp escapes his mouth as he looks at the state of me.

he grabs my hand and frantically pulls me inside, "hey- hey whats going on?" matt asks , trying to sound calm.

"matt- matt." i sob, he grabs me and pulls me into a tight up, running his mildly shaking hand up and down my back

"shh.. sh sh." matt attempts to shush me before pulling me down the corridor into his bedroom.

he throws me down onto his matress, instantly chucking a blanket over me and sitting down next to me.

he waits for me to speak, still completely unaware why i showed up to his house in floods of tears at midnight.

"i- aiden broke up.. with- with me" i manage to squeeze out in between shaking breathes.

matt goes silent before pulling me onto his lap, holding me across him. i cry into his shirt

"over text with no reason-!" i continue

matt stays silent, breathing deeply. i copy his breathing pattern "you 'wanna know something?" matt says, i nod

"he's made a big mistake, you're the most lovely girl i know. aiden doesn't know what hes lost because- i know, i know that he will regret letting go of the most gorgeous, sweet girl ever." matt sighs,

"yeah?" he continues, i nod shyly.

he rubs my arm, "you can let it all out okay?" matt says softly, picking me up and standing up out of bed, he pulls back the silky sheets of his bed before placing me.

he lays down next to me, pulling up the blanket over us, i lay my head on his chest.

"he never cared about me matt." i admit "and now half my shit is- its just stuck in his apartment" i sniffle, wiping my nose on his shirt which matt doesn't bat an eye to.

"you know what, i'll go get it now okay? chris can come stay in here while im gone." matt says, heaving himself up of the bed

"matt you don't have to do that- honestly," i protest, matt just shakes his head

"don't worry 'bout it." he says, walking out of the room.

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chris walks into the room wearing blue pyjama pants and a loose fit white shirt, he has a concerned expression on his face as he flops down on the bed beside me

"you okay?" he asks, "i don't know- i'll be fine." i reply with a strained voice.

"matt told me what happened, i'm sorry about aiden or whatever the fuck hes called." chris sighs

he wraps an arm around my shoulder and tugs me closer to his side, we lay in a comfortable silence for about 30 minutes before matt comes back

"im sorry i gotta take a shit, thats my fault give me a couple minutes." chris blurts out

"thanks chris." i laugh slightly as he sits up, walking out of the room.

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matt comes back in holding 2 bags in his hands, he brings them over to me with a soft smile on his face. he reaches his ringed hand up and scratches the side of his face.

"you didn't have to- how'd it go..?" i say, matt lays back down next to me

"he was screaming at me the whole time, all 'who the fuck are you' but i think he recognised me after a minute of ransacking your room." matt laughs

i shake my head "i'm sorry."

"don't be" matt says,

"try go to sleep now okay?" he says pressing a kiss to my forehead.

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female reader x somehwhat clingy bf chris

summary: nick and matt decide to give chris a little payback using you, how will he react?

warnings: fluff, swearing, use of y/n

word count: 1.3k words (re-upload)

you and chris fell asleep watching a movie on your computer. you were sleeping peacefully until you were woken up by someone shaking you. you assumed it was chris and you rolled over to look at him to see he was still asleep. now scared to turn around you felt another shake, making you sit up instantly.

"matt? nick? what are you doing? you scared me" you say seeing the two brothers stand in front of you. "sorry" they say in sync. "what time is it?" you say rubbing your eyes. "almost seven" matt says. "don't you guys go to sleep around like three?" you say in a bit of annoyance that they woken you up.

"yes but that's not the point" matt continues. "c'mre" nick says holding out his hand to get yours. you stand up and adjust your pajama shirt, walking with nick as matt follows to the hallway.

"okay what's up, what can't you guys wait for until at least a few more hours?" you say crossing your arms. "we want to prank chris and we need your help" nick says looking at matt. "and it needs to be at seven in the mornin?" you mumble as a yawn escapes you. "yes its apart of the prank" matt says

nick and matt go on to tell you how they want to prank chris because they are tired of his little pranking spree he had started a few months ago. the idea of the prank is to pretend you left, or something happened to you to see how he would react since he insists he's not a simp.

you agreed just so that you get back to bed as you feel your eyes closing little by little, as they explained. matt told you he had already moved your car down the street to make it more believable. nick told you, you can go and hide in his closet. you make your way upstairs, stopping by the couch to grab a blanket to walk up the second set of stairs and make it to nicks room. opening the door and walking into the closet, you sit down, wrapping the blanket around you.

nick and matt on the other hand, were starting to prepare what to say to make the story more believable. nick walks into chris room loudly enough for chris to roll over and groan. "chris, chris chris!" nick says, shaking him. "mhm," chris groans. "i can't find y/n, have you seen her?" nick says shaking chris once more. "what the fuck nick" chris groans again rubbing his eyes to see what's going on. matt comes through the door quickly talking to nick.

"nick i looked all throughout the house she's not here, even her car is gone" matt says in a worry voice. "what is going on?" chris says now getting up. "did you and y/n get in a fight or something? matt says making chris stand up. "fight? what the fucking is going on, seriously? your going to wake her up" chris snaps as he grows more upset. "chris, where's y/n?" nick says holding onto chris shoulder.

"well, right here of cour-" chris trys to say as he turns around and notices his girlfriend gone. "-she was just here, maybe she went to the bathroom" chris adds on as he walks towards his bathroom and softly knocks. "baby? you in there?" he says softly, after not hearing anything for a almost a minute he knocks again opening the door. "what the fuck, where is she?" chris turns around and looks at his brothers.

"i don't know, i was sending her tiktoks and she stopped responding so i came to check to see maybe she fell asleep, she wasn't here so i looked around and woke up matt" nick says turning towards matt. "and we looked everywhere chris, she's not here. her car is even gone too" matt adds on as chris walks out of his room to look around.

"y/n?" chris says, walking up the stairs. "baby? you here" "im telling you chris, she's not here" matt says from behind. "then where did she fucking go? she doesn't just leave, we were literally sleeping" chris yells out. "hey calm down, did anything happen last night? nick says walking up to chris. "no i don't think so, it was just a normal night. she came over with dinner after work, she showered and we ate. she went upstairs to talk to you, then we decided to put on a movie, we both eventually fell asleep," chris explains as he sits down, trying to think.

"this doesn't even make any sense, she wouldn't just leave." chris mumbles to himself trying to understand. "im going to call her" he says as he quickly goes back to his room to grab his phone only to notices your phone next to his. he starts thinking the worst of something happening to you. chris grabs your phone and his and quickly runs back upstairs. "her phone is here guys, maybe- what are you guys talking about?" chris says as he watches how his brothers talk in almost a whisper form.

"nothing!" matt nervously says. "what he means it's nothing important, we were just coming up with ways on what could have possibly happened" nick says, nudging matt. "you both know something, what's going on" chris says walking ever so closely to the brothers. "what are you talking about? we know the same information as you" nick replies taking a step back. "where is my girlfriend" chris says sternly. "we don't know chris" matt replys

"where is she!?" chris says as he becomes inpatient. "she's in nicks room" matt says making chris eyes immediately go to nick. "and why the fuck is she there?" chris snaps quickly running up the stairs. "baby? hey baby you in here" he calls out but here's no response. "right guys, quit fucking with me" chris turns around to face nick and matt. "we swear, we told her to come in here, check the closet" nick says standing at his bed.

chris walks over to the closet and opens the door to see his girlfriend asleep bundled in a blanket. he bends down and let's out a sigh of relief, picking her up and placing a kiss on her forehead as he walks out with her and back to his room. "real fucking smooth" chris says annoyed, making his brothers laugh right behind them.

"oh my god we got you so good, you should've seen your face" matt says laughing as they reach chris' room. "i fucking hate you both" chris says in annoyance as he lays you down giving you a kiss on the forehead once more. "says the simp" nick says laughing. "shut the fuck up, i was more concerned than anything" chris remarks as he gets into bed. "you both can go now" chris adds putting the covers over the two of you.

matt and nick walk out of the room talking about how well they got him. you slowly start to open your eyes seeing your boyfriend's face, giving him a quick peck and telling him you love him. "please don't prank me with my brothers, i was so worried something happend to you" chris whines burying his face into your neck. "i know, im sorry but they came in and woke up me" you say running your fingers through his hair.

"gonna fucking get them back" chris mumbles. "i know baby but not right now, i want to sleep" you relpy feeling your eyes get heavy once again. "we'll get them together" you continue. "i love you beautiful" chris says as he brings you in closer than ever and falls asleep.

nick and matt open the door to see the two tangled together asleep, "and he has the audacity to say he's not a simp" nick comments, making matt burst into laughing. nick leans a bit into the doorway and takes a picture, closing the door and letting you too rest for the rest of the morning.

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You ever look at the rest of tumblr and go "they dont know about how tommyinnit (who at the time said he was straight) tricked his friend (who is a gay man) into marrying him and when his friend/husband found out (months later when he was joking about having a Vegas wedding with another friend and then Realised) he tried to get a divorce but tommy said no even though he has had a girlfriend the entire time and that then he wrote wattpad rpf fanfic about him and his friend/husband kissing (specifically with tongue) and his girlfriend dying and all the wrongs of the world being fixed. Now the divorce may be going to court and the friend/husband wants to try and stream the whole court case. Not only that but Tommy subsequently recorded an I'm just Ken parody about this marriage and most recently while Tommy was on a trip around America, back in England, his friend/husband started streaming more with Tommy's girlfriend (while in the midst of a 24/7 subathon stream he is currently over 45 days into) and bought her a new iphone so Tommy joked that he was being cucked. And now he's just come out as bicurious after his friend/husband tried to get him to say the f-slur on stream and his response was that he could only say a 1/5th of it before calling his husband a " 'ggott"." And this is all (probably) real. This is a real thing that happened.

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so guys i may have sprained my knee 😜

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i sat down and my knee popped again.

genuinely the worst pain ever.

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when a hot guy calls me “maam”

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you're six months older than me 😔

HAHA CHILDDDD

said in a loving manner

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౨ৎ when are you gonna marry mommy?

dad!chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: fluff, kissing, not proofread!

a/n: finally a dad fic. I LOVED WRITING THIS, DAD!CHRIS IS MAKING ME GIGGLE TO MYSELF.

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You were currently sitting on the beach with your family, Chris and Connor. The sun was shining and it was melting hot outside, so your son had begged you both to go to the beach, which you had agreed to. It was the perfect way to spend the weekend with your family. 

“Daddy, look!” your son, Connor, yelled to show Chris something he had found between the sand. Chris turned his head from you to look at him, a few feet away from you. Connor tumbles from the sand with a funny-looking stone between his chubby but cute fingers.

“Oh, that’s awesome, bud! We should name it Pebbles,” Chris laughed loudly, turning to look at you as if it was the funniest thing known to mankind. 

Connor found it hilarious, understanding the joke even though he wasn’t more than five years old. Chris threw his arms around him, picking him up to sit on his lap, both admiring the stone Connor had found while giggling.

“That’s my kid, awesome find, buddy,” Chris beamed, high-fiving Connor making us all chuckle.

“Mommy, can we go into the water? I’m really hot,” Connor squinted due to the sun, tapping your shoulder gently. It was a habit he had picked up from Chris, tapping your shoulder after asking a question.

“Yeah, of course, baby,” you smile, Connor immediately taking your hand to drag you to the water. As you stood up to follow your kid, Chris made sure to whisper a quick ‘I thought that was my nickname?’, making you roll your eyes at him with a smile. Connor then tugged a little harder on your arm, making you practically run after him,

“Hey, careful Connor, it’s deep out there!” you yelled after him, Chris taking it a little slower to admire the both of you. 

Chris was always talking about how much he loved the two of you. The thought of being able to start a family with you alone was making him all giddy, but actually living in it was something else. Ever since he found out about your pregnancy he was always rubbing your belly, competing with you about whether it was a boy or girl - but of course he was right. After what felt like a few weeks you gave birth to the cutest baby boy. Chris’s first words to him was ‘Yes! Hello, Chris Junior,’.

“Daddy, you’re the rotten egg!” Connor yelled, following with a childlike giggle. You were in the water, holding Connor on your hips since it was far too deep for him to reach the sand beneath you.

“What! No one told me it was a competition!” Chris faked a groan, making his way in the water to the two of you.

“Loser!” Connor laughed again, making Chris’s jaw drop when he reached out to you.

“What did you just call me?” he laughed, making Connor squeal and attempt to hide himself in your neck. You both laughed at him, giving Chris a loving smile which he returned.

“Mommy, can I get the fries please?” Connor attempted to whisper, tugging on the end of your skirt. You looked down at him in his far too short chair, running a hand through his damp hair.

“Of course, bug. With ketchup?” you whisper back, a little louder to match his tone. He nodded frantically with a big cheesy smile, pulling you in for a hug with his small arms, making you lean down to hold his head, planting a kiss to the top of his head.

“What are you two being so secretive about?” Chris chuckled, raising his brows at Connor. He knew exactly what you were talking about, due to Connors inability to whisper properly.

“Mommy allowed me to get fries!” Connor answered, sticking his tongue out to tease Chris. He faked a gasp, acting as if he was hurt making you lean back in the chair with a laugh.

“No, you have to share! Mommy didn’t let me get any!” Chris tried to act frustrated, enjoying the childish laugh Connor had.

“Nuh-uh!” Connor shook his head with a loud giggle. Chris leaned back in his chair, looking intensely at his kid. You looked at the both of them, enjoying the show Chris put on for him.

“Fine. I’ll just get a Pepsi then..” he fake-huffed, erupting a smug laugh from Connor, as if he had just won some sort of battle with Chris.

The night was close to an end. Filling the entire day at the beach, eating dinner by the water, and now all slumped on the couch seemed like a well-spent day.

Spongebob was playing on the TV, which Chris seemed to enjoy a little too much for his age. Such a big goof trapped in a grown man's body. Connor was resting in Chris’s side, almost asleep as the show went on.

Chris and you were laying on each side of Connor, one of Chris’s arms reaching your shoulder, all of you lying close to each other.

“I love you, both mommy and daddy. I had a lot of fun,” Connor mumbled, making you look over at Chris with a big smile. He was practically on the verge of tears.

“Hey, me too buddy. Did you bring the rock home?” Chris whispered, trying not to be too loud to make Connor fully awake again. You look down at him with a smile, caressing the top of his head gently.

“Mhm… It’s in mommy's purse,” he mumbled, nuzzling his face into Chris’s shirt. About a second later a quiet snore could be heard from Connors slightly parted mouth, signaling it was time to go to bed.

You look up at Chris who was already looking at you with a goofy smile.

“What’s up, baby?” you giggle quietly, caressing Chris’s cheek with your knuckles. He gently leans over to reach you without moving Connor, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“God, I love you so much,” he snickers, letting his hand that was resting behind your shoulder grab your cheek to pull you closer for another kiss.

Chris had carried Connor to his bed, trying his best not to wake him up before placing him in his bed.

“Daddy..?” Connor mumbled, rubbing his eyes before looking up at Chris, grabbing his arms to pull him closer.

“Shh, go to bed, kid.” Chris whispers, running a hand through Connors hair, getting down on his knees to be face to face with him.

“When are you gonna marry mommy? I saw you kissing on the couch,” he mumbled, running a finger over Chris’s small stubble on his cheek. Chris got a little flustered from his simple question, unsure what to answer him.

“What do you mean?” Chris whispered back, not wanting you to listen into this. He had recently thought about proposing to you, but he had spent so much time with you and Connor he had completely forgotten about it.

“You and mommy don't wear the same rings on the same finger. Can’t you get married? Like the families in the books in kindergarten,” he slurred his words, growing more and more tired. Chris chuckled a little before answering him.

“Y’think I should propose to mommy?” he smiled, kissing Connors cheeks as he slowly stood up beside his bed, Connor immediately grabbing Chris’s index finger.

“Yup… She loves you very much.” Connor mumbled as his grip on his finger loosened, dropping completely as he drifted off to sleep again.

Chris almost didn’t believe he took advice from a 5 year old, but he made sure to get back to look at rings.

a/n: im giggly and shit. how do we feel about the layout?

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i cant believe i turn 16 in 31 days.

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the broken window theory is smth i have to write abt and now i wanna do an angst fic abt it

for anyone who doesn’t know the broken window theory goes smth like this-

if two windows are broken on a building and don’t get fixed within sixth months to a year, two more will be broken. this cycle goes on until the entire building has turned to rubble.

this could be taken as like, when small mistakes in a relationship aren’t fixed they yk fall apart.. anyway yeah, angsty 🥰

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wanting to do commentary but the only topic you can think of is how fandoms suck, but you know said fandoms will attack you for calling them out 😔

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sigh, apocalyptic au’s, my love

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Heeyyyy could u pretty pls do a fic about Schlatt with a gf who manspreads like they’ll be sitting kinda close in like the car or a booth or something and they have like a mini battle for dominance over the leg room (p.s this is my first ask so sry if it doesn’t make sense)

Hello! Your ask made perfect sense do not sorry! I love the originality :)

Hope this is what you were looking for <3

Jschlatt || Leg Room

In the cramped booth of their favorite diner, Schlatt and y/n found themselves engaged in yet another of their playful yet stubborn battles. This time, it wasn't about who could eat the spiciest burger or who had the best poker face while making ridiculous bets. No, this battle was much more personal—it was the war over leg room.

Schlatt, with his typically relaxed demeanor, stretched his legs out under the table after settling into the booth. Y/n, ever the spirited counterpart, immediately challenged his territorial claim by extending her own legs, casually encroaching on his space. Y/n shot him a cheeky grin, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Really?" Schlatt raised an eyebrow, half-amused and half-provocative. "We're doing this now?"

"Always," Y/n replied, a mischievous tilt to her lips. Y/ns foot nudged against his with a playful assertiveness. It was a familiar dance for them, this gentle jockeying for space, each push and nudge a silent conversation layered with affection and a shared history of similar skirmishes.

As their knees brushed under the table, neither was willing to give an inch. Schlatt attempted a strategic maneuver, trying to reclaim territory by shifting his legs slightly to the left, but y/n countered immediately, movement fluid and assertive.

"Careful, I might just have to start playing dirty," Schlatt warned, his voice low and teasing. In response, y/n laughed, the sound bright and clear, resonating above the soft murmur of the diner.

"Promises, promises," y/n taunted back, tone light and airy. The challenge seemed to invigorate her , and she doubled down, pressing her leg more firmly against his.

As they continued their playful battle, the waitress approached, a knowing smile on her face as she slid plates of their usual orders in front of them. "You two always seem to be having the most fun," she commented, shaking her head with a mixture of amusement and disbelief.

Schlatt and y/n glanced at each other, their eyes alight with shared joy. With a mutual, unspoken agreement, they both relaxed their legs at the same time, settling into a more comfortable, albeit slightly less competitive, position. Their hands found each other on top of the table, fingers intertwining naturally.

"You know," Schlatt started, giving y/ns hand a gentle squeeze, "I think I win this time."

"Oh, really?" Y/b raised an eyebrow, her voice dripping with playful skepticism. "Because I feel pretty victorious right now."

With a soft chuckle, Schlatt leaned closer, his voice dropping to a tender murmur only y/n could hear. "Yeah, but see, I got you to hold my hand, didn't I? I'd say that's a win in my book."

Blushing slightly, she squeezed his hand back, her smile soft and loving. "Alright, you got me there," she admitted, her heart swelling with affection.

As they began to eat, their playful spirits subdued by the delicious food, they continued to share glances and small touches, the battle for leg room forgotten.

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guys he does not want me it’s confirmed 🙅