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chaotic-nick · 1 year

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✨️Boyfriend Ichigo Headcanons✨️

Note: unedited/ college to working adults au

Bleach headcanon suggestions are open

Boyfriend Ichigo who doesn't make fun of the height difference the two of you have. In the first few months of your relationship you catch him staring at you as you try to reach for the item on the highest shelf.

"Usually I get a step stool from the people . . ."

Boyfriend Ichigo who feels stupid after that and just grabs it in silence. Ever since then he's been doing it quitly.

Boyfriend Ichigo who throws Renji a glare when he laughs at your height difference.

Boyfriend Ichigo who uses you as an armrest as you order in front of the machine, eyes narrowed.

Boyfriend Ichigo who sits with his back against yours when you work on your schoolwork together. A shared playlist playing from one of your laptops.

Boyfriend Ichigo whose hand finds yours and gives it a squeeze before going back to work.

Boyfriend Ichigo who tells Isshin to actually behave when you come over for the first time.

Boyfriend Ichigo who's nervous because how you act/ talk to his sisters is his test. Depending on that it's either he breaks up with you.

Boyfriend Ichigo who's relieved when your nervous demeanour turns happy at the sight of his sisters.

"ICHI, YOU HAVE SISTERS?" "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I've always wanted sisters, mom only gave me brothers. Three of them"

Boyfriend Ichigo who sits quiet at the table allowing Karin and Yuzu ask you all the questions they have. Even if it embarrasses him.

Boyfriend Ichigo who wears a gummy smile when he walks you home as you tell him, "Next you should bring them here. Meet my brothers. It'll be cute."

Boyfriend Ichigo who tells you that one day he'll get you presents that you deserve when he gives you a plastic bag of sweets from the convenience store across your university.

Boyfriend Ichigo always being teased by Keigo and the others when he tells them that he's got a girlfriend studying in another university. At first he's angry, irritated even. Overtime he gets used to it.

Boyfriend Ichigo who takes you to his university's event week, holding your hand. He feels all so cool having everyone look at you and then at him. He loves the wide eyes stared they have on you two.

Boyfriend Ichigo who realises that you never have a picture together on his Instagram feed. One that was full of sports tournaments [he's an athlete in my non-soul reaper au] restaurant dinners with Renji and Ikkaku.

Boyfriend Ichigo who watches the likes on your first photo on his Instagram together. It's your hand wrapped around his, walking across the corridors of his university with the caption, 'showing her my world'.

Boyfriend Ichigo who stands embarrassed as you tale pictures of him in his interview outfit, eyes casted down on the ground and a red hue colouring his cheeks.

Boyfriend Ichigo who got his first job and suddenly he's excited with the amount of money in his hold.

"Don't," you tell him, hand hovering above his that held the cash he wanted to give you. "Treat your sisters first. Then your dad."

"But . . ."

"And then your mom to a beautiful bouquet."

Boyfriend Ichigo who falls in love with you more in that moment.

Boyfriend Ichigo who slowly saves from every paycheck to buy you a ring you deserve. One that wasn't for marriage. But to celebrate the growth the two of you went through, the milestones you two achieved.

Boyfriend Ichigo who went from waiting for you at your university's gates to waiting at the ground floor of where you work, work bag slung over his shoulders and sleeves rolled up.

Bonus:

Boyfriend Ichigo and you winning an oversized plush at an arcade and calling it your child.

Boyfriend Ichigo who thinks it's a 'y/n thing' to do. Dressing it up, sparying your perfume on it, etc. And suddenly he's punching Renji to shut up as he puts an old hoodie over it.

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everydayyoulovemeless · 10 months

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[Valentine Idolizes You]

➼ Word Count » 0.5k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Summary » Headcanons based on how Nick treats you once idolized.

Starting off with the basics, he's gonna wanna hire you. He'll even offer you his bed in the agency, it's not like he sleeps in it anyway. You, him, and Ellie are gonna be the greatest group of detectives in the Commonwealth. Ellie can hold down the fort at home while you and Nick go solve mysteries.

If he hasn't seen you for more than 2 weeks, then, depending on how many cases he's working on, he's gonna go looking for you. He doesn't wanna come across as overbearing, but he's so concerned about losing you, he honestly can't help but want to ensure that you're alright.

That being said, he's always gonna be there for you. You need someone to talk to? Head on over to Nick's place, you were there for him with Winter and he'll gladly be there for you.

Expect a lot of moments where the two of you just sit in comfortable silence. Him looking over case files and you tinkering with your weapons.

Nick—especially around the holidays—will light a little campfire somewhere in the agency and the three of you (you, Nick, and Ellie) will just sit around and talk. It's one of his favorite past times. Just a nice, comfortable moment to take a breath and celebrate yourselves for all the work you've completed together.

Nick will be one of, if not the, most honest person you'll ever come across. He might soften it a bit but Nick will still tell you the truth, whether it's hard or not. He doesn't think he has it in him to keep something from you.

Nick has a habit of quoting pre-war media because he knows you'll understand the references.

If you have the Mysterious Stranger perk, he'll occasionally sit you down in his office and confide his findings with you. He wants to know what you think about him and every detail involving your interactions with the stranger.

Nick is naturally a more serious and sarcastic person, but he finds that he smiles a lot more when he's with you. Nothing big, but nothing too subtle either.

Whenever you meet someone new, Nick likes to interrogate them. He's like a dad in that sense. Again, he's worried he'll come off as overbearing, but he wants to make sure you're not being taken advantage of.

The kind of guy who teaches you how to tie a tie.

If you agreed to stay with him and Ellie at the agency, then he'll frequently ask if you want to go on walks with him around Diamond City. Domestic things like this make him feel at peace, especially when it's with someone he cares about.

Nick really likes to play blackjack with you and, unless you have a crazy good luck stat, he'll win every time. He, at the very least, isn't prone to bragging. It's one of the pros of playing any competitive game with him.

It’s hard to find, but when he can he’ll make you a cup of coffee. He technically doesn’t need it, but he can remember how much human Nick liked it, and you probably deserved it.

On days that aren't busy, Nick will turn the radio on and you’ll teach each other how to dance to certain songs until Travis mentions something that seems sketchy enough to look into.

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deliwrites · 2 years

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𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤 // Sapnap

// DATE // 17th of October 2022 // PAIRING // Sapnap x Reader, no pronounce used, small bit for afab!readers // WARNING // fluff, cursing // WORDS // 1,6k // SUMMARY // What dating Sapnap would be like

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

Moving in with the boys in the Dream Team house

Because Sapnap moved in with Dream he wouldn't just let you move in. He awkwardly asked permission from Dream and George now that he lived with them.

To him, it was a house decision, not just his

The three of them had been living together for over half a year now

"Dream! George!" Sapnap calls out, through the house. "Could you guys come into the living room for a second?" He didn't wait for an answer. Walking back into the living he sat down in his spot on the couch. "What's up?" Dream asks when he walks into the living room. Dropping down on his spot on the couch. Soon after George followed, sitting next to Dream. "Alright, uhm," Sapnap immediately shut down. How the fuck was he going to ask this. It felt so weird. He knew they liked Y/n. They've been here so many times. "I'm not sure .. how to .. ask this," he takes a deep breath. "Is everything okay?" George asks, a little worried about Sapnap's nervous demeanour. "Did something happen with Y/n?" "Uhm, not yet-" "Not yet? What does that mean?" Dream cuts Sapnap off in pure confusion. "Is something going on between you too?" "I want to ask them something-" "What!" "No, not that!" Sapnap is quick to cut off George. Guessing he was jumping to a very big conclusion. "I just need," letting out a sigh as if to ignore his nervousness. He stops jumping around the subject. "Need what?" now Dream was also worried about Sapnap. "Okay, I'm just gonna ask. This is our house, so I need your permission," he starts. "Can Y/n, move in?" "Really?" Dream is the first to answer. "You beat around the bush so much, for that?" he chuckled, letting out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. "I was so worried for a second there." "Yeah, same," George said. "I'm sorry I worried you guys," Sapnap apologized, scratching the back of his neck. "But...?" "Of course that's fine, Y/n is great," Dream answered the still nervous Sapnap. "You guys have been together for ages, of course, it's fine," George added. "Plus, Y/n's cooking is chef's kiss," All three chuckled at the comment.

When Sapnap asked you to move in with them you were genuinely shocked

It wasn't that you didn't want to move in with him

No, not at all

You were just expecting him to want to live with just the three of them for a while longer

You obviously told him yes, who wouldn't want to live with Sapnap

When you first moved in you were very cautious

You didn't want to disturb the peace or any routines

Besides that, you showed up, the day of the move, with pie

Almost like a bribe

Held an entire speech about how you wouldn't be in their way and if they changed their mind, you would understand

They laughed it off and very much enjoyed the pie

Dream and George adore your relationship

You two never really took pictures together

All the pictures you had gathered over the years were mostly taken by Dream and George

They would often find you guys in the living room, cuddled up, fast asleep. *click*

Naps for days

Dream had already gotten used to the two of you napping on the living room couch. George on the other hand hadn't gotten used to it yet. It was probably the third week of George living in the Dream Team house. He had just finished a stream. Walking past the living room, he took a quick look inside. Though his brain didn't really register what he saw just yet. Walking into the kitchen, he opened the fridge. That's when it hit him. He knew of you, of course, had seen you on discord multiple times. But he hadn't met you in real life yet. Completely forgetting about the fridge, he went back to the living room. There he found you and Sapnap. Cuddled close together. Sapnap on his back, snapback lowered so it covered his eyes. You on his chest, hips secure between his legs. Sapnaps, right arm wrapped around you. His left hand held tightly by yours. Holding it close to you. The beeping of the fridge went completely unnoticed by him. You, nor Sapnap, didn't hear it. Both being pretty deep sleepers. "George!" Dream's voice startles the shit out of George. Making him jump at the suddenness of the call out. "Do they do this often?" he whispers, his eyes only leaving the couple for a split second. His eyes connected with a frustrated-looking Dream, before returning to the couple. "Yes, but George, you left-" Dream didn't bother finishing. George tiptoed closer to the couple. *click*

Nap is something the two of you often do

Especially after you had a long workday

You weren't a streamer / YouTuber like the boys

You're an artist

And you give workshops 3 times a week

It paid well but could be very exhausting

This is where the naps came in

You loved spending time with Sapnap, but with the both of you busy, often

You didn't get to spend a lot of quality time together

So whenever you could, you would ask him to nap together

Sapnap never complained, he loved napping with you

You don't have movie nights, or well, you don't have them often

Instead, you have binge nights

Either in your shared bedroom or in the living room

You guys are just unable to watch (tv) shows unless it's all in one go

If you don't watch a show in one go you guys forget about it

Ending in conversations like

"Remember that show- ugh. I forgot the name," you start while you're on your iPad, working on a commission. "Yeah?" Sapnap asks, he's at his desk. Editing a video of his. "Ugh, that show about the, uhm, the uhm," you start snapping your fingers like it will help you remember whatever it was the show was about. "I think it was- was it a zombie? Zombie doctor or something?" "What? You're not making any sense, Darlin'," he chuckles, turning to look at you. Sat on his bed you wear a frustrated thinking look. Rolling his chair over to you, he pecks your cheek. "You'll figure it out. When you do, we'll put it back on our watch list, alright?" You pout but accept defeat.

Binge-watching also includes cuddles, of course

When in bed, you sit between his legs

His back against the headboard, your back against him

Arms around your waist

In the living room, you steal the corner, which is normally Dream's spot

Being in the living room includes a few things

Kitching access

Snuggles with Patches

Being awake when Dream and George say their goodnight

Being awake when Dream and George wake up

"You guys are still awake?!" Dream asks when he walks into the living room. He went to bed around 11 pm for once and woke up at 10 am. You two, on the other hand, had been awake since 11 am the day before. Having been awake for almost 24 hours. Though that wasn't unusual for you two. "Yes, there are toasties in the microwave," you answer, eyes not leaving the tv screen. You had just finished making toasties about 15 minutes ago. You and Sapnap both snacking on them.

Driving

We all know Sapnap loves his Tesla

Owning that car is one of the reasons he loves to drive

He doesn't need a purpose the drive

He'll just come up to you like

"Are you up for a drive? I feel like driving right now." "Sure, anywhere you wanna go?" "Not really, let's just drive," you agree. Changing swiftly into some comfy clothes. You follow Sapnap out into the cold night air.

Late-night drives with him were honestly your favourite

You'll open the window, enjoying the breeze

His hand on your thigh at all times

He too has the window open

(You really are a maniac if you don't have your windows at least halfway down when you're on a non-purpose drive)

You guys don't really care for expressive dates

You would rather drive with no purpose together than go on a restaurant date

You'll often end up driving to this spot you call yours

(It could honestly be a place of kidnapping but let's not think about that)

It's on a mountain and honestly has such a great view

With it being on a mountain you wouldn't expect to be able to reach it by car, but you can

too easily for your liking, as sometimes you wouldn't be the only car up there

But you still call it yours

A little bit for afab!readers

What he does when you’re on your period

He is very unsure about what to do

He wants to help but doesn't know how

Even though he's been with you many many periods

It's like his mind just wipes anything he learned after ever period ends

At first it frustrated you, but over time you got used to it

It didn't bother you, cause you knew he would still do anything you needed

He would go get you pads or tampons

Get you candy, chocolate and obviously whipped cream

He even bought you one of those heating pads that he saw on your TikTok for you page

(let's also not go into, what exactly your TikTok for you page contains)

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astronomysturniolos · 25 days

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his frat boy era will forever hold me in a chokehold

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evie-sturns · 28 days

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Right here-Chris Sturniolo

summary: chris is your best friend, he has been for a couple years. one night you and chris are laying on his bed talking about anything and everything, somehow the conversation leads to sex, where you tell him a confession, leading to him taking your virginity.

contains: smut, fluff, swearing, aftercare, chris talking u through it, virgin!reader.

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9:43pm

chris and I have been laying on his bed together, staring at the ceiling as the conversation rapidly switches between topics.

"remember like the first time we met, how it took us a solid hour to start up a real conversation" chris laughs,

"i was working chris! i was like 16 i wasnt gonna risk my job to leave from behind the counter to talk to you" i nudge him with a grin.

"working at topgolf.." he teases back, "i mean i only knew nick from middle school, but i did serve your food and we spoke!" i say defensivley.

chris shakes his head, rubbing his eyes before he adjusts his chain which hangs around his neck.

"what was...." chris starts, thinking about what to say next. i tilt my head on the pillow to look over at him.

"your worst sex experience." chris asks casually with a stupid smile on his face,

my heart sinks slightly, truthfully im a virgin, and i'm almost 21. chris has no idea about this.

a silence fills the room, i clear my throat "well- uh"

"oh my god how bad was it" chris laughs.

i feel tears somehow prickle at the corner of my eyes, it doesn't bother me that much.

a small laugh exits my mouth, chris looks over at me "are you okay-?" chris says with a small laugh.

"yes! yes i'm good-" i say, sitting up and crossing my legs.

"chris can I tell you something" i sigh, wiping my face as a nervous smile forms.

"anything- hey you know about that time at graduation when i went the wrong way when i went up on stage to get my fuckin' paper thing." he yaps,

"oh my god and they had to guide you in the right direction" i scoff back.

"stopp" chris groans, sitting up and pushing me over onto my side, "now speak"

"this is like- the wrong time but.." i start,

"i've never done like anythingg.." i say, dragging out 'anything'

chris goes silent,

"like you've never fucked-" he says, but i cut him off "yeah."

he nods understandably, "thats okay!" chris chirps. "are you planning to loose it or not?" chris asks

"well, i've always wanted to its just like i'm worried that i wont fully trust the person who i hook up, and it'll just be a desperation thing- i don't know though." i say, opening up to him

"yeah, that makes sense." chris nods.

"but i really want to, like its always on my mind" i groan, flopping my head back down onto the pillow.

"i mean we could fuck" chris says with a shrug, i laugh it off,

he's clearly joking...?

"no like honestly think about, i'm horny 24/7, your wanting to loose your virginity, and you trust me i think?" he continues rambling with a cheeky smile painted on his face.

chris says stuff, a lot of stuff, and i'd say 90% of it is unserious

"chris... stop fucking around this is a serious topic" i scoff.

"no, like actually- deadass." chris says, slightly more nervous than earlier.

i go silent, sitting up in bed and looking down at him "yeah?" i ask quietly, chris sits up aswell "i can't tell if you're being serious chris"

he grabs my jaw, "i'm serious.." chris leans closer to me, my heart thumps aggressively as i stare at the brunette's lips, which are practically begging to be kissed.

chris's hand falls slowly from my jaw to my hand, "like 100% serious right?" i ask again, my mind now not being able to comprehend that chris could be inside me in a matter of minute.

"100%." he says,

i rip my white tank top off from over my head, chris scrambles to remove his shirt, i pause for a second as chris's eyes lay over my exposed chest.

"chris- I don't know what i'm doing this is gonna be so embarrasing for me" i start, but chris interuppts me

"shh- sh." he shushes me, grabbing my hand again, "do you want me to talk you through it?"

i nod, playing with chris's long fingers as an anxiety reaction, "can you tell me with your words what you want please?"

with a wobbling breath i start, "please talk me through it, i- uh.. i need you? please."

chris nods, "oh shit wait,yeah- if you want i'll go get nick and matt out of the house, they won't think we're doing anything 'cause they know that i don't bring girls over to fuck,- and they wouldn't think we'd do shit together"

i shake my head 'yes' rapidly, "thank you."

chris stands up off the bed, throwing on his shirt and unlocking his door, he walks out of the door, closing it behind him as i lay back in his bed,

anxiety rushes through my veins, my bare back presses against the soft plush of his mattress that i have been so used to for so many years, where chris told me all about his first hookup at 16, now hes gonna be mine on this same bed.

i hear his distant chatter with matt, "hey we need some shit from target from tomorrow, take nick with ya hes probably interested in childrens toys" he says with a laugh before matt agrees,

chris walks back into the room a minute or two later, his cheeks instantly turning maroon again as he says me laying half naked on his bed, he takes a deep breath "matt and nick are going to target in a few, you okay?" chris asks, discarding his shirt to the side of the room again.

"yeah! i'm just nervous." i laugh slightly,

"about what?" he questions, flopping down on the bed next to me,

"i just feel like it's gonna hurt- or i mean.. i don't want this to change things between us, 'ya know?" i sigh.

i hear matts van pull out of the driveway, the small pebbles crunching under his tires.

"it won't hurt." chris says, his voice serious, yet reassuring.

chris sits up off the bed, he turns around to face me. i sit up aswell, i feel chris's large hands wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him on the edge of the bed.

"i'm going to take these off, yeah?" chris says, his fingers lingering on the waistband of my shorts.

"yeah." i smile up at him, laying back on the bed. chris pulls my sweat shorts and panties down to my ankles in one yank, his eyes widening as i feel his gaze drawn between my thighs.

"so perfect," chris says, his voice raspy.

"okay- wait." he whispers, rubbing his eyes, "can I ask, when you say you've never done anything, what's the most you've done.. sexually" he almost cringes at his words.

"um.. probably just doing stuff with myself.?" i reply, chris nods "okay good."

"okay, just try not to be too loud, the neighbours are always in their backyard" chris laughs, hovering above me, his face directly ontop of me as i lay on the edge of the bed.

my eyes widen as i feel a veiny cold hand on the inside of my thigh, "you sure?" chris asks for the 80th time,

"chris i need you, yes- please."

i close my eyes, the brunette presses a finger against my hole "just gonna stretch ya out a little bit first hm?" he says from above me before pressing his long finger deep inside of me,

"fuck." i whisper under my breath, my back arching slightly off the bed.

he begins to curl that finger inside of me, adding another finger quickly

"look at me."

he says, i squint my eyes open, soft whimpers escaping my lips. i lock eyes with him as he continues to thrust his fingers in and out of me.

a desperate gasp escapes my mouth as i feel his mouth attatch to my clit, "oh my god- fuck oh my god." i repeat under my breath.

"gonna finish already for me?" chris says with a hint of a cocky tone in his tone.

i let out a loud whine which echoes through the room as i feel my orgasm rapidly approaching "you got it, im right here." chris says into my ear.

i instantly clench around his fingers, the knot in my stomach snapping with a moan of chris's name. "there she is, let me hear you."

i flop my arms above me on the matress as chris pulls his fingers out of me, he wipes them on my thigh before starting to yank down his sweatpants, leaving him in his boxers

“tell me when your ready okay?” chris says, sitting down on the bed next to me as i lay down,

“chris”

“yeah?” he replies

“thank you, you didn’t have to do this.” i say with a small smile, my cheeks still flushed.

“no honestly i’m more than happy to do this” chris laughs, earning a nudge from my elbow to his rib.

i sit up on the bed, giving chris a certain look. he nods, standing up off the bed and pulling down his boxers.

i stare very obviously at his length, my eyes fixed on the long vein which follows the whole left side of his cock.

“you okay?” chris laughs slightly, i look up at him “yeah, no- just nervous.”

chris grabs my hand “listen, i’m going to talk you through everything, it won’t hurt, i promise.”

“okay.” i reply, “what position do you want me in?” i ask slowly letting chris’s hand go.

“just lay down on your back, wanna see your face okay?” chris says with a smile.

i lay back down, my bare back hitting the soft plush of chris’s matress. chris takes my hand again, “squeeze my hand if you need a break” he whispers.

i breathe in heavily, then out as chris positions himself between my legs.

“can you spread a little more for me sweetheart?” he asks, the pet name making me clench around nothing.

i spread my legs further, chris admires me, the position i’m in right before his eyes.

“there we are.” he says under his breath,

“i’m just going to give you the tip, and if it’s uncomfortable tell me okay?” chris says, squeezing my hand lightly as he rests his tip against my core.

“please.” i breathe out, looking up at his addictive eyes.

chris slowly pushes inside of me, a burning sensation as i stretch around him. i let out a pathetic moan. he pauses,

“you took the tip, feeling okay?” chris asks, looking down at me, his brown hair flopping on his forehead as he leans down to hear my awnser.

“feels new.. but good.” i whisper, chris nods.

he nods before pushing further inside of me, i arch my back off the bed, strings of whimpers exiting my mouth, i squeeze chris’s hand hard, he instantly stops

“chris- how much more?” i ask, overwhelmed

“you took half, should we try the other half aswell?” chris asks in a serious tone.

after a few seconds i reply “yes.”

chris places a kiss onto my lips, i kiss him back.

my eyes widen, i guess it was a good distraction because i barely notice chris pushing deeper inside of me, i let out a pleasured moan “fuck- chris”

i feel him bottom out, he has small droplets of sweat sitting on his forehead, his pale cheeks are a deep red.

chris starts to speak after about half a minute of silence, accompanied by our shared heavy breaths. “can i move?” he says, “yeah.” i reply.

he slowly starts to thrust in, and out of me. almost pulling out, but then pushing back inside of me, his pink tip pressing against my cervix lightly.

“you’re doing so well, let me hear those pretty noises.” chris says, his voice low and croaky.

i fill the room with loud moans

“look at me, look at me.” chris says, grabbing my chin which is tilted upwards from throwing my head back. he tilts my head down, locking eyes with me.

“you feel so good around me mhm?” chris groans, my eyes squinted but still staring into his.

“i’m not gonna last long chris.” i whimper out, chris nods

“that’s perfect, i’ll tell you when to finish and you will” he replies, i nod frantically.

i feel my high coming, with every thrust i clench around chris.

“ready..” he says, almost whines,

“you okay?” i ask, my breathing intensifies

“just need to cum, real bad.” he replies, his voice strained.

and with that, i finish with a scream of his name.

chris instantly pulls out, painting my chest and stomach with white streaks. “fuck y/n, oh my god, fuck-.. fuck.” chris throws his head back, stroking his length a final few times.

he falls down on the bed beside me, propping himself up on his elbows.

after a handful of seconds he sits up, pulling me onto his lap. “you okay? you did so well, took me so well.”

“i’m okay.” i laugh into chris’s chest.

“let’s get you cleaned up.” chris says, tapping my hips then carrying me into the bathroom.

he places me down on the countertop before grabbing a damp cloth.

he pats my inner thigh with the cloth, he lets out a small laugh,

“yeah?” i question

“i never woulda thought you’d be screaming my name.” he says casually.

i scoff as chris leaves the bathroom, he comes back with the clothes i was wearing earlier he starts to redress me, his concentration at an all time high.

after chris had redressed he helps me off the counter, “cmon let’s go get something to drink.” chris says, grabbing my hand and leading me out of his bedroom.

i’m met with nick and matt, leaning on the kitchen counter. my heart stops, i thought chris got them out of the house?

chris instantly drops my hand “thought you guys were at target.” he says with a embarrassed laugh.

“we got 2 minutes down the road then decided to get it another day.” nick says, eyes fixed on chris’s.

“so are you two offical?” matt asks with a smile, chris’s head snaps round to look at him “what do you mean!” he says defensively

“trust me, we heard those fucking screams” nick laughs, slapping chris’s bicep.

“no guys, i can explain i swear.” chris starts, following nick and matt close behind, as they walk into the living room.

“it wasn’t what you think-“ chris rambles, i can hear the smile on his face.

i laugh to myself, shaking my head with a scoff.

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#sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo headcanon #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo smut

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sturniolosass · 2 months

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I JUST KNOW THIS MAN A BED GRIPPER!! LIKE HE GONE BREAK SOME GIRLS BED EDWARD CULLEN STYLE 🥴!!

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greatooglymooglyyy · 1 month

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Trust Me (M. Sturniolo)

chris version?, masterlist

contains: angst, verbal arguing, trust issues, accusations of cheating, make up sex, smut (soft!dom matt), a bit of fluff

a/n: yikes. i don't even know what to say. bone apple teeth.

“Are we really going to argue about this?”

I pause the motions of washing my face to glare at him through my phone. “Yes, Matt. We’re really going to argue about you hanging out with an ex-fling.”

He sighs and readjusts his hold on his phone. “We’re going in circles. I told you I’m not ‘hanging out’ with her. It’s a business collab.”

“Blah, blah, blah.” I mock childishly and Matt cocks his head. I know he’s confused at my sudden surge of pettiness and honestly so am I. I mean, we’ve barely argued at all in the last six months we’ve been together. But, something about this situation is stirring up old insecurities in me and I can’t help lashing out.

“If it’s really just work, why are you just now telling me about it?” I ask as I pick up the phone and walk back to my bedroom, plopping down on the bed.

“My bad, I didn’t know I was on a leash. I didn’t have to tell you about it at all. I called you out of respect when I found out she was coming.” He answers roughly. I’m about to respond when I hear his brothers calling his name.

“I’ll come over when we’re done and we can talk about it face-to-face, okay?” Matt says, softening his tone.

I don’t even reply. I just scoff and end the call, throwing my phone off the bed. I see the screen light up with a message from him but I don’t pick it up. Instead, I head into my living room to spend the day watching the only man who’s never let me down: Stiles Stilinski.

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I must have fallen asleep somewhere around season three because I wake up to Void Stiles and someone banging on my door. Walking over and staring through the peephole, I’m unsurprised to see Matt standing there looking pissed.

I open the door slightly, peeking my head through the hole. “Wrong house.” But he just rolls his eyes, seemingly unimpressed.

“So we hang up in each other’s faces now, right?” He says as he pushes the door open wider and steps inside my apartment.

Sighing, I close the door and lock it, turning to lean against it with my arms crossed. “Oh, you remembered I exist? Only,” I mime checking the time. “three hours later. How was she? Was it good?”

Matt tilts his head and stares at me for a second, his eyes hardening, before he chuckles darkly and shakes his head. “You have me so fucked up today. Accuse me of cheating one more time.”

“If you want to be single, do that. In love or not, you’re just a man. You’re not the only dick-”

Matt cuts in, his face deadly serious again. “Y/N, who the fuck do you think you’re talking to? Stop playing with me.”

His expression tells me I’m going too far, but the anger burning inside of my chest won’t let me back down.

I walk closer to him, stepping into his space “I’ve been there, done that with all the bullshit, Matt.”

“And I’m not them.” He snaps, ducking his face inches from mine. “I’m not stupid and I haven’t done anything to make you not trust me.”

Despite my best efforts, my eyes start to water and I look away. He’s right. I can’t punish him for someone else’s mistakes. I walk away and let myself fall backward onto my couch. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, my arm flung across my eyes.

Matt comes over, pulling off the back pillows so he can crawl on top of me. He moves my arm from my face and adjusts me so I’m looking at him. “I’m not going to cheat on you.”

“I know,” I admit, blinking back my tears at how stupid I feel.

Matt wipes the corners of my eyes and turns my face with his fingertips so he can kiss my jawline. “You’re the only one I want.”

“Even though I have trust issues?” I ask breathlessly as he moves his lips down my neck, the proof of his want hardening against my thigh.

He shrugs, sliding his hands under my shirt and gripping my sides. “I’ll fix them.”

I nudge him so he’ll look at me and wrap my arms around his neck to pull him to me. Tangling my hands in his hair, I press tiny chaste kisses to his lips. He lets me have my way for a few minutes but gets frustrated and takes control, kissing me harder and sweeping his tongue into my mouth.

I grind my hips up against his, needing friction, and he groans. Removing an arm from his neck, I reach down and unbuckle his belt, reaching into his boxers. Matt moans my name against my neck and begins thrusting into my hand slowly. He sits up slightly, pushes my sleeping shorts to the side, and plunges in his middle finger.

I gasp when his cold ring brushes my clit and lean my head on his shoulder.

He adds another finger, using his other hand to hold my legs open when I try to squeeze them closed. He reaches down and stops my hand movements, clearly getting too close, before leaning back down to place kisses on my face.

Matt adds pressure to my clit, laughing when I push against his shoulders. “You’re so fucking wet for me already, pretty girl.”

I moan out his name as an answer and he picks up the pace, curling his fingers to brush my g spot. He keeps up his pace even when I tell him I’m coming, his thumb rubbing circles as I ride out my orgasm. When I come down, he pulls out his fingers and wipes them carelessly on his jeans as he stands up.

“Get on your knees.” He tells me as he kicks off his pants and boxers. I slide off the couch, following his instructions, and face him, assuming he wants head. But when I reach for him, he shakes his head. “Bend over the coffee table.”

I raise my eyebrow slightly but do as he says, bracing my hands on the frame.

Matt kneels behind me and nudges my knees farther apart. He swipes my hair to one side so he can kiss my neck as he lines himself up, grunting quietly as he enters me.

He gives me a second to adjust when he bottoms out, beginning to thrust when I start to squirm. He pulls back as far as he can and slams back into me, pushing me into the table. I gasp, looking back, but he only smirks, leaning down to lightly nip at my shoulder. He continues his rough strokes, his hand digging into my hip.

Fighting for control, I meet his thrusts, pushing my hips back into him, until he braces a hand on my back and pushes me down.

I give up and I press my face into the cool glass, moaning loudly, as he hammers into me. Matt moves his other hand up to the back of my head, lacing his fingers through and tugging gently. “My girl.” He breathes out, the soft tone of his voice contrasting his rough thrusts.

“Please, Matt,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut as I feel my body tightening up.

“Come all over me, baby.” He says, pulling me up and pressing my back into his chest while he thrusts up. My body melts against his, and I unravel around him. I shudder when he continues thrusting, his hand coming up to circle my oversensitive clit.

It’s too much but when I try to wiggle away, he pulls out and stands, yanking me up with him. He leads me back to the sofa and bends me over the arm of it before sliding inside of me again.

He grips both of my hips, using them as leverage as he pounds himself into me. I can’t believe how much he’s stretching me, the tip of his dick kissing my cervix as he thrusts.

He brings his hand up and covers my mouth, shushing me, which must mean I’m being too loud. But I can’t think of anything besides the way he feels inside of me.

I can tell when he gets close because his thrusts become sloppier and he starts moaning out my name. He pushes inside of me as deep as he can and comes, dropping his head onto my back.

We both try to catch our breath for a second before he pulls out of me slowly and points me toward the bathroom. “You can go first.”

When we both have cleaned up, he comes back over to where I’m sitting on the couch and squats down. His eyes are kind and sweet as he takes my hand and brings it to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to it. “Shower?”

He lets me get in first and I flinch at the cold ass water he’s set it to, turning up the heat. Matt hisses as he follows me in, leaning past me to turn it down. “Are you trying to boil us alive? That shit is proof that you’re a demon.”

I laugh at his dramatics as he grabs my soap and lathers up the loofah. He scrubs my arms gently before spinning me so he can get my back.

When he's done, he pulls me into his chest and I lean my head back, the feeling of his skin against mine like ecstasy.

“Do you know how much I love you?” He says, his voice grating across my ear before he places a kiss behind it.

I turn and smile at him, adoration flooding my body. “I think I’m starting to.”

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delusionalsturniologirl · 2 months

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chris x fem!reader tweets with the sturniolos (part 3)

author’s note: aaaand i'm back at it again with part 3!!! (everyone cheers 🔥🔥🔥)

warnings: bitches yapping about sex 😝

(part 1)

(part 2)

(this ones so outdated im sorry LMFAO this was made when that video had come out 😞)

part 4???!?!!???!??!!!!?!?? 😨😨😨🤨🤨🤨

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teapartyprincess4two · 2 months

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omg can you make a chris version to the talkative fic? my english isn’t very good i apology if this doesn’t make sense!

Talkative- C. Sturniolo

pairing: Yapper!reader x Boyfriend!Chris

classification: SFW & NSFW headcannons

inspiration: request^^

warnings: some 18+ content, use of y/n, established relationship

summary: head cannons of Chris with a talkative, yapper girlfriend!

Talkative- M. Sturniolo (Matt’s Version)

Talkative- N. Sturniolo (Nick’s Version)

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☆ SFW

You love to talk and that’s something Chris has loved about you from the moment he met you. He, much like you, is extremely extroverted, but every girl he’s talked to in the past has always found him to be too much. You’re his perfect match and although he also likes to talk, he loves to listen too.

☆ Chris never gets tired of hearing you talk, “Babe tell me the story about the teddy bear again.”

☆ You retell stories in such a detailed way that he can’t help but burst into laughter even if he’s heard it before.

☆ When you talk about your friends, it’s like you’re explaining their lore in full detail each time.

☆ “No, babe, that was Savannah. I’m talking about Teala,” or “Dude, I’m telling you that’s why they fired that bitch.”

☆ He has all the characters memorized, even categorizing their lives into arcs, episodes, and seasons.

☆ “Wow Teala is in her villain arc,” and “On this weeks episode of, Who the Fuck is Getting Fired!”

☆ He loves asking you questions because you somehow know the answer to everything.

☆ You’ll be eating dinner and suddenly a random question will pop into his mind, “Y/n, what does litigate mean? I heard someone use it today, sounded fancy.”

☆ You look up at him mid bite, slightly confused but also intrigued at a new topic of conversation.

☆ “I think it has something to do with the law, I don’t know, babe. But one time I heard someone say that on one of those court shows…” you drone on for a while.

☆ Chris always Googles the answers afterwards, not because he doesn’t believe you, but because he truly thinks you’re the smartest person on this planet and you haven’t been wrong yet.

☆ You’re both equally insane, you’ll laugh like crazy people no matter where you are.

☆ You tell the best jokes too, your mind works so fast that you’re able to create comebacks and quick, witty remarks to everything he says.

☆ Sometimes you’ll join him and his brothers on grocery trips, and the both of you wander off just completely in your own world.

☆ You’re the only person who can catch Chris off guard.

☆ You’ll say something completely unexpected and outlandish, causing him to pause whatever he’s doing and stare at you in shock.

☆ “Babe! No way you just said that.”

☆ “I said it, and I’ll say it again.”

☆ When you’re with friends, you tend to talk over each other and your friends almost break their necks switching their attention between you and Chris.

☆ To other people it might seem like you’re fighting each other for the spotlight, but in reality you’re able to bounce off each other’s energy and add on to whatever the other says.

☆ He knows what it’s like to be called annoying, so if anyone ever makes you feel uncomfortable for being talkative he defends you without hesitation.

☆ “Watch your fucking mouth. Don’t say shit like that about her.”

☆ Every conversation you have is full of inside jokes that no one else can keep up with, and it’s literally something new every week.

☆ Although other people are confused by the jokes, you and Chris understand each other fully, almost like you speak your own made up language.

☆ You make each other laugh so hard that your cheeks and ribs will start hurting.

☆ “Chris stop! I’m gonna pee,” you wheeze, rolling over on your side as you try to catch your breath.

☆ He keeps going though, making you laugh harder by making silly faces and funny voices through his story.

☆ After long days of filming and being away from you, he’ll cuddle up next to you in bed and murmur through the drowsiness, “Talk to me baby.”

☆ You know he’s tired so you don’t talk his ear off at a high energy, you just retell your day and play with his hair, kissing his face between sentences.

☆ He loves the sound of your voice, each word as sweet as honey, instantly lulling him into a peaceful sleep.

☆ You’re very opinionated and sometimes you say something he disagrees with, instantly creating a debate between the two of you.

☆ The debates always start off innocent, just you two going back and forth with opinions and the occasional fact.

☆ It’s not until it gets personal that Chris gets upset, giving you the silent treatment until you’re begging for him to talk to you again.

☆ “Chris, I’m sorry! Just talk to me, I’m so bored without you!” He tries putting on a tough guy act, but it never lasts long so he’s forgiving you within seconds.

☆ When you’re around older people, they always comment on what a nice, kind couple you two are because you engage in conversation with everyone.

☆ “What a nice old lady,” Chris says, slinging an arm around you as you both walk away.

☆ “Such wisdom,” you chime in, both of you falling into a fit of laughter. You could never take anything serious.

☆ NSFW

☆ Chris knows not to look too into your conversations with other guys, but sometimes he can’t help but get jealous.

☆ He’ll lose you at a party and find you talking to a stranger, an excited aura surrounding you as you jump from topic to topic.

☆ When he sees the guy becoming too comfortable and touchy, he makes his way over to you and inserts himself in the conversation.

☆ Later, he’s fucking you to teach you a lesson and clamping a strong hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, “This dirty little mouth of yours got you in trouble, Princess.”

☆ Other times he just gets turned on by your voice.

☆ He wants you to talk him through the sex and guide him on what positions you want.

☆ “C’mon baby, tell me how bad you want it.”

☆ Despite you both being talkative, there’s times when you’re so fucked out you’re speechless.

☆ The only sound that fills the room is skin slapping and Chris’s animalistic grunts, followed by your whimpers and small squeaks.

☆ He relishes in it, “This dick has you speechless, huh?”

☆ All he gets in response is a whimper, as you claw at his back for support.

☆ Chris loves when you dirty talk him, using your words to say filthy things to him.

☆ It riles him up beyond belief, and if you keep it going he’s lasting at least 3 rounds.

☆ Afterwards, he loves cuddling or spooning, both of you talking for hours about your future together.

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MASTERLIST

A/n:

Happy birthday to me! (It was yesterday at this point)

Thank you for this request and NEVER apologize for your English/ grammar. I’m a bilingual education major and I firmly believe you don’t need to apologize for that EVER. I luv u!

Also I’m bilingual (English & Spanish) If any of yall ever want to send in a request in Spanish, go ahead bbys! LOS AMO 💋💋💋

Lastly, I’ll admit that this was harder to write than Matt’s version idky

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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military-newsboys · 2 months

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Ice, to Bradley: And if you see your Dad, give him this message

Ice: [makes a neutral face]

Ice: He’ll know what it means

[later]

Rooster: Oh, and Uncle Tom said to give you a message

Rooster: [makes a neutral face]

Mav: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure

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cozylittleartblog · 2 months

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8th annual nick valentine post! fallout 4 npcs Love sitting. they'll see a chair and ask "is anyone gonna sit here" and not wait for an answer. its like nick is on a personal quest to sit in every chair in the commonwealth. if he sees a chair its on sight

its because his joints are bad, obviously. he's like 140

#fallout #fallout 4 #nick valentine #fo4 #art #doodles #comic #fallout soup #do not tag sole survivor or ship please and thank u (she is not the protag!)#once again i see your weird video game quirks and bugs and raise you headcanons for all of them #i like to think about all the stuff that happens in the game besides the literal gameplay #stopping to sleep places or to shelter from the rain. tending to injuries. or just synth maintenance #having a picnic in an abandoned department store :)#the general realities of living in the commonwealth #anyway poor ol peepaws got fucking robot arthritis can we get Fs IN THE CHAT

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chaotic-nick · 6 months

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Boyfriend! Miche Zacharias Boyfriend Headcanons 𐑺ִ - 🌳 ₪ ˚ Ꮺ 🧺ꞌꞋ

note: am I back? am I back? I hope so 😭🤚 I'm a day late, but here's a miche zacharias boyfriend headcanons. [Miche HC anon if you're reading this, hi. I wuvyu] I've so much to post about him in my drafts but time and being burnout is not so fun

warnings: unedited (I'm typing all this on my phone) slight mention of an FWB relationship, reader is artist-coded, Miche calls reader 'doll'

boyfriend Miche and you whose relationship really didn't *surprise* your pool of friends at all. The two of you already acted like a couple. If anything it was you two who were surprised.

boyfriend Miche and you who started off as being friends with benefits [here's a fic I wrote] where alot of nights were spent sleeping on his chest, or him sleeping above you

fwb Miche who looked at you one night, so close to asking if you two should *escape again*

fwb Miche offering his shoulder to you when you shyly rest your head once Hanji starts talking about a new government funded research on Ragako's cattle practice.

fwb Miche who checks up on you throughout Hange's story, noticing that your fighting off sleep.

fwb Miche who's heart stops beating. he was sure it stopped beating when you looked up and said, 'let's go home'

fwb Miche who confirmed that he felt more that just "I like being around (y/n)." when he looked at your sleeping figure on his passenger seat when he stopped at a red light.

boyfriend Miche who's more shameless I'm asking you if he could watch you draw/write/edit/paint.

boyfriend Miche who's worried that you'll injure yourself making your canvases, so he takes it up in himself. "Can't have you accidentally hammering yourself with this—" "might've happened once".

Boyfriend Miche who took it as his responsibility to make your canvases from then.

Boyfriend Miche who tries to play it cool that he's in love. Everyone at work notices him smiling more, smiling at his phone more. His interns were sure that it was his bike that shamelessly roared when the clock showed 5pm.

Boyfriend Miche who keeps all your doodles of you two in his wallet. Just underneath the polaroid the two of you had taken.

Boyfriend Miche and you who are still friends. One day you catch him smiling as he cooked, "You're smiling stupid" "I am?" He says with a smirk "I'm in love with the prettiest person alive" "oh"

Boyfriend Miche who takes in your stunned face, leaning towards you to peck your face. Then a quick one on the lips.

Friends who kiss more, as you two would joke about.

Boyfriend Miche never understanding why you two should match. slowly though, he's the one who initiates it. Matching watches, matching keychains, matching baseball caps.

Boyfriend Miche who likes towering over you when you two shop for groceries or go to bookstores, vending enough to rest his chin on top of your head.

Boyfriend Miche also has an embarrassing amount of pictures of you sleeping on him.

Boyfriend Miche who goes straight to your house than his after an unexpected overtime. "I'd rather be here than that apartment"

Boyfriend Miche who tiredly watches you from the couch as you put takeout food on plates. "You didn't have to, (Y/n).You're tired, too" "Yea.. I still wanna eat with you unless you don't want to"

Boyfriend Miche has that stupid smile again, forcing himself up from the couch and joining you on the floor. "What was my doll's day like?"

#nick headcanons #aot miche #miche zacharias #snk miche #snk mike #mike zakarius x reader #miche zacharias x reader

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dazednmatthews · 4 days

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bf!chris x reader part two

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deliwrites · 2 years

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I would kill to get your headcanons about sapnap I swear 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

Please don't kill xD

But, yes, of course! Enjoy!

𝔻𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤 // Sapnap

#dream team #dreamsmp x y/n #dreamsmp x you #dreamsmp headcanon #dreamsmp x reader #dream smp #sapnap x reader #sapnap x y/n #sapnap x you #sapnap headcanons #dream smp headcanons #nick headcanons #dsmp #mcyt x y/n #minecraft #tw periods #anon request

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evie-sturns · 2 months

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𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙪𝙩𝙨 - 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙤

summary: chris is by far the best boyfriend you could've asked for, he's sweet, caring and adores you, except for when it comes to hooking up.. he fucks you like he hates your guts.

warnings: smut, slight choking, rough chris, hair pulling, fluff, aftercare (lots of it), swearing.

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♫..he loves me but he fucks me like he hates my guts...♫

3:37pm

chris and I have spent the past few hours together around the mall, and he hasn't let me pay for anything.

"oh my goodness chris look!" i exclaim, pointing towards Brandy Melville, he laughs softly as i drag him by his wrist towards the entrance.

"don't you go here every day?" he asks with a wide grin, "no..." i cheekily smile back.

i pick out a small pyjama set, holding it up to chris's eye level. "i think i should buy it" i say, digging through my purse for my card. he nods slowly, "hey gorgeous, i'll hold that for you okay?" chris takes the set off me, holding it with 2 fingers.

before i can process whats going on hes at the counter swiping his card. my eyebrows scrunch, "chris stop!" i say, trotting over to him.

"my treat" he says stupidly back, elbowing me lightly. he takes my hand, pulling us out of the store as he hands me the clothes.

"chris let me cash app you please i feel guilty." i say, looking up at him. "honestly it doesn't matter to me." he says back, squeezing my hand assuringly. "chris-" i say, but instantly getting cut off by him, "no, 'means nothing to me yeah?" he says.

"okay mr rich." i scoff back, he shakes his head with a smile, then sweeps me up off my feet and carries me to the car, i protest the whole time.

8:31pm

"here you are!" i smile, handing chris his phone before plopping down on the couch next to him. he gives me a warm smile as he stretches out on the couch, inviting me to lay ontop of him.

"what are we watching?" i ask, shifting slightly on his body, trying to get comfortable.

a small groan escapes his mouth, which he 'subtly' disguises with a cough, "chris?" i question again, my eyebrows scrunching. i roll over off of him, his forehead is decorated with small droplets of sweat, causing his baby hairs to stick to his face.

“you oka-“ i’m instantly cut off by his sudden movement where he sits up and grabs my waist.

“here’s what’s gonna happen yeah?” he starts, his eyes fixated on mine.

“you’re gonna strip and turn around for me, understand?”

i nod with a small hum.

standing up off the couch, i drop my shorts to my ankles, followed by my shirt and bra.

i turn around, following chris’s instructions.

“did i tell you to keep those on?” he says, staring at the thin piece of material covering my last bit of dignity.

“chris what’s going on-“

“no.” he interrupts me again.

i shimmy my panties down my thighs, soon they follow the rest of my clothes in a heaped pile on the floor.

“that’s right.” he says in a low voice. “on your knees.”

i fall down onto my knees, looking over my shoulder at chris.

he heaves himself up off the couch and walks over in front of me, his bulge inches away from my nose. i take a deep breath as he pulls down his sweatpants, leaving him in his boxers.

chris doesnt move.

i look up at him with doe eyes, "please.?" i ask softly.

"please what." chris instantly snaps back.

"you know.." i say, toying with the waistband of his boxers.

"i don't know actually." he teases.

"go on, what do you want to do?" chris says, his hand resting on the back of my hair and playing with it soothingly.

i sigh, my cheeks flush as i spit out the sentence "let me suck it"

he nods, thats enough of a signal i need before im practically tearing his boxers off him.

his length springs out, tapping his stomach lightly.

i instantly wrap 2 of my hands around his base, squeezing lightly, i feel 1 of chris’s hands grip the back of my head, his long fingers intertwined in my brunette locks.

i feel him guide me by my hair closer to his tip, willingly i start to kitten lick, earning a desperate groan from chris.

i wrap my lips around him, he takes it as an invitation to start fucking my face.

he slowly tilts his hips foward, encouraging inches of his length deeper into my mouth.

i feel his tip kiss the back of my throat, i squeeze my eyes shut as chris stops his movements, i hum around him

chris starts to thrust in and out of my mouth, his hands growing tighter in my hair as pleasured whimpers fall from his mouth.

i grip the back of the brown haired boys thighs with my hand, “fuck..” i hear him curse before abruptly pulling out of my mouth.

a soft cough exits my throat as i wipe my mouth, saliva somehow on my cheeks.

before i can process what’s going on chris has grabbed my hand firmly, he pulls me up off the floor and into his arms.

he carries us out of the living room into our bedroom, throwing me down onto the bed, his heavy pants fill the room as i lay still on my back, my thighs inching apart as the familiar heat rises through my core.

“you want it?” chris asks, his voice low and croaky.

“please..” i whisper, staring into his eyes.

without another word he’s fully inside of me, a loud squeal escapes my mouth as he grips my waist, slamming into me with passion.

chris isn’t small, quite the opposite actually, in the 6 months we’ve been dating we haven’t fucked that often, only a handful of times due to his schedule so it would be wrong for me to say i’m used to his size.

his hands grip the inside of my thighs, pushing them apart painfully wide.

“look at you hm? taking it all without being able to keep your mouth shut?” chris scoffs, his pace never daring to slow.

those two sentences around make me clench hard around him, “chris- fuck!” i scream, my hands gripping his back.

“don’t fucking come yet, i never said you could.” his voice is almost angry, i know he isn’t though but holy shit.

i can’t even stop it, the knot in my stomach snaps. chris’s eyes brows raise, his pupils staring into my squinted eyes. he continues to thrust into me desperately, i whine from the sensitivity

“no, you decided to come early so now your gonna have to be fucked while your sensitive.”

“chris..” i groan, my brain clouded with the post orgasm

my heart picks up as he places one hand on my throat, he’s never done this before.

he squeezes lightly, ever so slightly holding me down to the matress

after a few seconds he pulls out, almost instantly finishing on my stomach with a low moan.

chris instantly lets go of my waist and throat, he sits down on the bed next to me and pulls me into an embrace. he strokes my hair frantically.

“are you okay? y/n sweetheart.” he says his voice lightly panicked.

i let out a small laugh, i’m in a state of shock from how fast his mood switches but i can’t complain,

i have no reason to.

chris’s face lights up with an innocent smile as he paints my face in kisses.

he slowly stands up, carrying me to the bathroom. the brunette shuts the toilet lid, placing me down on-top of it as he rummages through the cabinets.

my legs shake from the intensity, which chris seems to pick up on.

“shit- i’m so sorry are you okay? was it too much?”

i shake my head “chris no, it was really fucking good..” i say, my voice breaking with a smile.

“are you okay though? did i hurt you at all?” chris says while pulling a small towel out of the drawer, wetting it with warm water.

“chris im okay i liked it.”

“but if you didn’t like it just tell me okay? i would never be upset.” he says, walking over to me and bending down between my legs.

i spread my legs on the cold seat, “can i clean you up gorgeous?” he asks, holding the warm damp flame in one hand.

“yeah- yes..” i say, wiping my face.

chris dabs lightly at my thighs and around my hole, “this okay?” he speaks like he’s talking to a child.

“oh shit what-“ chris says, his eyes drawn on my stomach which is painted in white streaks.

“that was me? jesus i was in a trance or some shit” chris says, shaking his head as he wipes it off.

“okay i’m gonna get us some clothes okay?” he says, standing up with a grunt. chris walks out of the bathroom and comes back several minutes later fully dressed and holding a pile of neatly folded fresh love.

“you need help getting up?” he smiles, a sorry expression on his face. i stick my hand up which he grabs, gently lifting me up onto my feet.

“okay just try out your arms up for me” chris says with a concentrated look on his face.

he slides the sweater over my body, followed by the matching sweatpants.

he lets out a small sigh “feeling good?” he asks, picking me up again.

“thank you chris.” i say burying my face in the crook of his neck, his long hair brushing against my face.

“comfy?” he says, placing me down on the sheets that are now crumpled from my deadly grip on them 15 minutes ago.

he lays down next to me, snaking his arm around my waist and pulling me close to him.

“i’m sorry about the choking thing-“ he starts, but i cut him off.

“stop apologising chris, these past 30 minutes have been the hottest moments of your whole life, and i’d gladly do it again in an hour.”

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Quiet. - Matt Sturniolo

Summary: You and Matt are bored of the movie you’re watching and a few things go down… including the bed frame being broken

-based on this post i made a few days back..

Warnings: smut, swearing, choking, biting, Dom!Matt, Sub!reader…etc.

You and Matt had been together for a while now, around seven months to be exact.

Tonight Matt had decided to invite you over something you’re always down for. But as of now you we being somewhat ignored while he played a couple games of fortnite with his friends.. Chris included, Unfortunately I couldn’t help but become more and more bored by the second… wishing he’d get off the game and give me more attention.. Something I felt too bad to admit considering he’s always getting off the game when I’m around… Eventually (after 2 hours) I got fed up with just sitting around in the background so I decide to grab a extra chair from the Dinning area and sit next to him

Upon sitting the chair down Matt looks up at me and smiles.. only a quick glance so he could assess my facial movement hoping I wasn’t as mad as I seemed.. I just look at the screen..

After around 5 minutes i start to focus on the way his hands are moving.. super fast.. over the keys he pressed so delicately, it turned me on, fast.. “shut the fuck up pussy” Matt shouts at a player he killed.. I could slowly feel my pink underwear get soaked, an extra large T shirt Matt had given me keeping me from staining the chair..I slowly run my hands down to my underwear to check if i’ve made a mess on the chair, hoping Matt doesn’t catch me when my hands between my legs.. I remove my hand quickly after realizing I’ve made a nice sized puddle on the seat running to my bag I grab a clean pair of underwear and rush out to the bathroom.. Not even thinking of the puddle on the chair..

I return from the bathroom and am immediately greeted with darkness.. I was confused for a second until i hear Matt, “come over here” he speak from his bed in the darkness.. “Did you get off the game? why is it dark.” i ask still confused.. “just come here” he spouts. I climb in the bed with my two knees, immediately sweep off them and laid flat on the mattress.. Matt above me with my wrists pined down with his hands.. “you made a huge mess on my chair..” He spoke leaning down directly in my ear.. “ how am i supposed to clean that” he added

“i didn’t mean to..” i spoke… “he turns his head.. “hmm what was it? what got you all worked up” he asks one hand trailing down my stomach to reach for my pussy… “i-it was.. you playing the game.. well—your fingers specifically.. they really made me hot..” i reply lightheaded.. “is that so? what about them?” he asked pushing his hands in my underwear slowly “was it? my hand on the mouse or the keys? or was it how fast you correlated it to me holding you down and rubbing your pussy” he questioned hand reaching my hole, eventually diving in with two fingers.. I couldn’t reply, too stunned to speak as he pushed his fingers further lathering them up in my juices, he pulls his hand out sucking both fingers.. pulling my underwear down from underneath me..

Kissing down my stomach as he yanked them down.. arriving at my area placing a soft kiss almost as a sign of respect due to the fact that he’s about to devour the poor thing.. Face immediately digging in causing me to spur a few profanities “oh fu-shit- Matt” i moaned, as his tongue run up and down on my clit, sucking and slobbering all over it.. “please Matt” i beg, worried I’d make a even bigger mess than before on the chair.. He just continues to eat me out, licking in somewhat of a figure eight formation.. moaning in between every one of my moans..

Coming closer to my climax i can’t help but grab his head pushing him deeper in my ocean, tongue diving deeper than the titanic, as i begin to orgasm i start to cream, him sliding two fingers in and out of me as his tongue does the two step on my flit sends me into over drive.. In less than two minutes I’m finishing, him still pumping two fingers in and out as he smiles up at me, gorgeous blue eyes staring in my soul

Rising over me and pulling my legs down he looks me in my eyes causing me to get more wet by the minute. He leans down closer to my neck kissing down to my collar bones, “Matthew please just fuck me” I beg not being able to take his soft lips kissing all over me.. wanting for him to just be inside me already.. “i’m going as fast as i can love..be patient.” he speaks finally making it to my nipple, sucking it him between his teeth immediately, rolling his tongue around it like a lollipop, he then grabs my waist pulling himself down closer to me.. his warm body hovering over me.. he releases my nipple “are you ready love?” he asks staring up at me from my boobs “yes matt please! i-I need you!” i beg in to which he pulls his pants down his ankles and off his legs.. He positions himself to my hole, mesmerized by the juices flowing out. “ok” he smiles and slides in for the first thrust, his hands gripping his headboard above me, “aghh-Ma-you’re so big oh my-“ i moan feeling every inch of him enter me.. being shadowed by his arm hanging from the bedpost.

He continues to thrust deeper and deeper in me, brushing that spot each time “oh f-fu-Matt” i stammer. “look at me?” he tells “huh” i react unable to keep my eyes open.. “look at me, i wanna see you cum, i wanna be the last time you think of when you climax” he asks thrusting in and out in such a quick pace.. eventually i hear a crack.. unbothered by it he continues to stroke deep gripping the bed frame tighter and tighter with each thrust, becoming deeper and deeper with each stroke..

“FUCK” he moans almost as a shout.. “ouu- matthew..fuck me..goodness” a few moans utter from my breathless mouth.. I can feel myself arching my back as i let my orgasm take over me. “MATT-fuck” i scream in to which he grabs my face preventing me from screaming any louder.. I can feel him begin to increase his pace looking in my eyes “yeah, i know baby” he says “cum for me” he adds.. “just like that” he says as he pushes me to orgasm..

I watch his face contort as his thrust get violent, getting closer to his high. eyes closing as he lets out the breathiest moans “o-oh fu-ck, shi- god you feel like heaven” he breathes. eyes rolling back, and just then that’s when i hear the bed frame crack, both of us falling 20 inches to the floor, mattress and bed cot underneath us, matt still inside me. He hurriedly gets up “are you ok? are you ok?” he stammers worriedly hopping off the bed “i’m ok im just on the floor” i laugh from the angle im looking up at him.

He then helps me up and stands there thinking of a way to fix his bed, now on the floor.. He decides to remove his bed frame completely for the time being.. “Can you sit over at the desk?” he asks looking at me with a concerned look.. I just laugh and walk over and sit in his chair. He then lifts the bed up off the ground leaning it against the wall and then grabs each panel one by one taking them down to the garage..

I just decide to hop in the shower..

Once i’m out the shower i come back in the room for the second time to see Matt sitting on his bed, that is now on the floor completely made up with no bed frame.. “I didn’t know what else to do.. I can order a new one tomorrow” he states.. “haha ok, what are we gonna tell Chris and Nick” I laugh thinking of all they’d have to say… “I don’t know..Nothing for now” he chuckles.. I just hop into the bed.. “your TV is up wayyyy too high now” i laugh at his TV mounted to the wall. “stop- i’m gonna have a bed frame!!” he whines jokingly.

3 hours later…

You hear Chris and Nick in the hallway talking about a fortnite game they were playing which spikes Matt’s attention. He hops up and runs out the room..

Minutes later you hear Matt nearing the bedroom door talking to Chris.. They both enter the room in a rush to what i’m assuming is get to the fortnite launch.. “Yo what the fuck-what happened to your bed” Chris states, Nick walking in behind them.. he gives you a funny disgusted look walking out the room “You both are nasty- oh my god” he fake gags. Matt and I both look to eachother. Chris shaking his head in disapproval “i can’t believe that’s what i was hearing earlier” “I need to go” He adds walking out the room and down the steps to his. “NICK ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE” I yell.. “GIRL BYE” He shouts back from the steps leading to his room making his way up the stairs so they can all get on the game.

You and Matt just giggle with eachother before he puts his headset back on…

De End 🧌

A/N: aye i wrote this as fast as i could for yall,so you know… my bad if it isnt “perfect”, also idk if i should’ve had a tag list but.. idk lmk if yall wanna be on a tag list.. also btw message me yalll!! I BE BORED!!

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