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welcometololaland · 1 month
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lola i am DYING to know about #5!
hi rachel, thanks for the ask!
this is the sequel to that rogue tiktok fic i once wrote - target audience. in the sequel, tk gets sucked in by the viral tiktok products and carlos starts to get somewhat concerned. it's a 5+1 and i wrote like...4 parts before being struck with atrocious writer's block, but hopefully i finish it!
snippet for you:
“Fine,” TK relents. “I bought you something for work.” Carlos pauses. “You know I can’t use costume handcuffs when-" TK practically chokes. “Mind out of the gutter please, Carlos,” he says. “I got you a desk vacuum.” There’s a long pause, in which Carlos tries to imagine how a vacuum cleaner is going to fit on a desk, much less what it is required for. The station has nightly cleaning, and since the pandemic, each unit has been given a near-endless supply of anti-bacterial wipes which Carlos uses religiously on his office keyboard, even though he’s the only one who does. “Thank you, babe,” Carlos says slowly. It’s not supposed to be a question, but it kind of sounds like one. “What’s a desk vacuum?” “It’s this mini vacuum that gets rid of all the crumbs and stuff on your desk,” TK explains calmly. “I bought one for Dad. He loves it.” Carlos has heard those Freudian theories about marrying someone who subconsciously reminds you of your parent, but it still alarms him to realise TK considers him sufficiently similar to Owen that he buys them the same thing.  “I’m a little concerned you’re starting to believe all police officers eat doughnuts at their desk all day,” Carlos says weakly, trying to pass off his uncertainty as humour. TK laughs. “Baby, I’ve seen your abs. Those are not made of doughnuts.”
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fruitcoops · 1 year
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Hi Eve I love everything you write!!! I saw this tiktok and I am dying for one of the Lions to pull this: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRGEocqC/
Apparently the Cubs are my entire personality now. Also, this video convinced me to re-download Tiktok--thanks for that. Cubs credit belongs fully to @lumosinlove!
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The camera shows Finn, reading; a medium-sized drugstore cake partly hidden under the bed; and the corner of the adjoining bathroom door, propped open while a noise like a stray duck splashing through a pond filters into the bedroom. Leo settles next to Finn with an amused look. “Washing his face?”
“I swear to God, he bathes in the fucking sink,” Finn mumbles without raising his head. He makes a contented noise at the kiss to his cheek before Leo turns and lays on his side, facing the camera.
A towel is the first prop freed from the place below the bed, spread evenly over the bottom sheet. Leo glances up, a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it wink the only warning before he pulls a fork out next and carefully lifts the cake against his chest. It looks even larger in the light of their various lamps—he bites his lip, closes his eyes, and begins to slowly peel the cover off.
Pop.
Pop.
Pop-pop-pop—
“What are you doing?” Finn finally asks through a laugh, though he doesn’t turn from his book.
Leo pauses, craning his neck to look over his shoulder innocently. “Getting ready for bed.”
The cover slips from his fingers and hits the floor with a plasticky wobble.
“Okay, what—” Finn leans over, but Leo curls around the cake to hide it from view. Behind his glasses, Finn’s expression goes from curious to baffled. “Are you hiding something?”
“I’m sleeping.”
“…no?”
“I got something to help me sleep,” Leo insists, straight-faced as he looks back at Finn.
Finn opens and closes his mouth a few times, then lifts his hands in surrender and sits back against the headboard without a word. Leo gives the camera a smug look and begins taking the Oreo frosting tips off the top of the cake. In the bathroom, the splashing comes to an abrupt halt.
“Is that a fucking cake?”
Leo nearly snorts frosting out his nose—Finn whips his head around so fast his glasses jostle. “Pardon?”
“I was hungry!” Leo says through a mouthful of sugar.
One side of the screen fills with the checkered pattern of Logan’s pajama pants and one elbow, still damp while he dries his hands. “So you brought an entire cake to bed?”
“Let me see!” Finn protests, all but climbing over Leo for a better view. A quick, light pinch to the ribs makes Leo jump; his eyes go wide when he pokes his head over the crest of Leo’s shoulder. “Oh, you weren’t kidding.”
Logan snorts a laugh. “He opened that entire thing without you noticing?”
“It’s a good book!”
“Are you two going to let me enjoy this?” Leo asks, taking another forkful from the top.
“Not when you eat it in bed like a heathen,” Logan answers. A pause follows; Finn quirks a brow at him in a silent conversation. “Unless you brought more forks.”
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emilyjunk · 10 months
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Pairing: Ava/Beatrice Rating: T for tiktok Summary:
“Okay, what do you need from me? What do we need to do?” “I need…” Ava starts, readying herself to drop the ultimate bomb and knowing Bea isn’t going to like it one bit. “To make a TikTok.” or Ava returns to Earth at last, but like all legendary heroes, she'll need the power of love and tiktok if she's going to defeat God for good.
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frownyalfred · 1 year
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hello. this is a PSA. ao3 is NOT releasing your browsing history, despite what you may have heard on tiktok.
if you’re signed into ao3, your history is viewable in the dashboard tab. it always has been, nothing is changing. please don’t believe everything you hear on tiktok.
no one is able to view your browsing history unless they are signed into your account.
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sharklng · 1 month
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he JUST met these kids and already hates them
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vanteguccir · 2 months
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TikTok trends | Matt Sturniolo | pt. 3
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Matt Sturniolo x reader
Summary: 4 times that Y/N and Matt made a couple's trend on tiktok.
Warning: None.
Requested?: Yes, by anons and @remussbitch
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
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Y/N sat on Matt's lap, who was sitting on his gaming chair, stretching her torso so that she could reach her phone that was on the computer desk.
The TikTok camera screen was already open and ready to start recording. The girl quickly clicked the red button before settling on Matt's thighs, smiling slightly.
Matt's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to his body so that her back was pressed firmly against his chest.
"Hi guys! After many requests from you, today, Matt will finally tell how we started our relationship." She explained to the camera while gesturing.
"That's right! Well, as you already know we grew up in the same neighborhood-" Matt stopped his sentence when his eyes focused on Y/N through the phone screen, seeing her upper lip stuck above her teeth, forming a beaver smile. "Babe, are you okay?" He moved slightly away from her, leaning to his left side so he could see her side profile up close.
"Yes, why?" Y/N dropped her expression, looking back at him with a frown as if he were crazy.
"Nothing." He shook his head, raising his eyebrows before returning to his starting position. "So, Mary Lou knew Y/N's mom-" Matt stopped abruptly when he saw her making the same face out of the corner of his eye.
The boy took a deep breath, closing his eyes momentarily while shaking his head before looking at her phone, about to speak again.
Y/N quickly returned with the weird smile, looking at him from the corner of her eyes as she swallowed her laugh.
"Y/N, stop! I'm trying to tell the story!" Matt spoke, his tone coming out slightly irritated. His hands grabbed his girlfriend's waist and pushed her slightly forward, making her sit on his knees. "So, she was always in my house just like I was in hers. We were inseparable-"
"Yes!" Y/N nodded repeatedly, opening a huge smile.
"Oh my God... You're going to give me nightmares if you keep this up." Matt sighed deeply.
"But I'm not doing anything!" The girl replied, noticing him starting to get upset.
"You be like-" He imitated the huge smile before rolling his eyes. "Are you making fun of my smile because of my big teeth?"
"What? Baby, of course not. I'm-" Y/N interrupted her sentence when she saw Matt's eyes take on a sad look, looking at her seriously while pressing his lips into a thin line. "Babe, no! I love your smile more than anything." She insisted, tilting her upper body to the side so she could see him over her shoulder.
"But then why do you keep doing this?" Matt looked up at her again, his tone full of insecurity, a frown decorating his face.
"Oh my love, it's just a prank! I love your smile, I promise. No wonder I compliment it all the time." Y/N moved so that she was sitting sideways on Matt's lap, raising her hands to his face, cupping his jaw affectionately.
"Hm..." He muttered, looking at the camera for a second before focusing on her face, a small smile growing on his lips. "I'll finish telling it with you like this now then." Matt raised his right hand, pressing his palm against his girlfriend's lips jokingly.
Y/N threw her head back, letting out a loud laugh, feeling relief to see her boy happy again.
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"I'm dating a triplet, of course most of our dates will be interrupted by one of his brothers." Y/N spoke to the front camera of her phone, before double clicking on the screen so that the back one recorded her boyfriend, Matt, and his brother, Chris, sitting on the other side of the table, side by side.
Chris had an almost childish smile on his face and bright eyes, his hand resting on the table; while Matt had a look of boredom, his head resting in the palm of his hand, which was held up by his elbow on the wooden surface.
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"I'm dating a triplet, of course I'm going to have to fight with the younger triplet every time only to be able to sit in the front seat." Y/N spoke again to the front camera of her cell so that it caught her figure sitting in the passenger seat.
Her hand moved, causing the camera to catch Chris sitting on the seat behind her, his face showing an angry look with his arms crossed against his chest, Nick's laugh sounding in the background.
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"I'm dating a triplet, of course one of the other two is my best friend." Y/N spoke to the front camera, smiling as she moved her hand so the lens caught Nick.
The boy was sitting next to her on the bed in her shared room with Matt, his legs crossed on the mattress and several snacks surrounding him.
Nick lifted his face that was focused on his own phone, turning it towards the camera and opening a big smile. He raised his right hand, making the peace sign, before a laugh escaped his lips.
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"I'm dating a triplet, of course people ask me which one is my boyfriend." Y/N spoke to her phone.
A chuckle escaped her lips as Matt's head appeared next to hers, his right eyebrow raised in confrontation.
"It's me, guys!"
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"I'm dating a triplet, of course Matt and I have to go out at any time of the day with the car to pick up Chris or Nick from some appointment they had." Y/N spoke again, smiling and moving her hand so that the front camera of her cell caught Matt, who was driving with a concentrated look on his face.
The brunette hit the brakes seconds after, parking the car on the side of the street, turning to his girlfriend and playfully rolling his eyes at the camera, nodding his head.
Y/N double-clicked on the screen, recording the sidewalk with the rear camera, showing Nick and Chris with backpacks on their backs and looking around, searching for them with their eyes.
Her and Matt's laughter sounded from behind the phone before the TikTok ended.
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"Had to tell her that dick off-limits. I hop on it at night, I'm a menace"
Y/N had her back to the closed closet doors in her shared room with Matt. Her right hand was raised and supporting her phone horizontally, so that the front camera recorded from her collarbone upwards.
The room's lights were dimmed, and only the LED lights were lit in a reddish color.
The girl lipsynched the lyrics, smirking as she stared at her phone screen, her red lip gloss shining with the movements of her lips.
"Uh, uh, yeah, he gets to strokin; ooh, how I love when he chokin' me"
Her hand moved up and down almost imperceptibly, following the three opening moans of the last lyrics.
Matt's tattooed arm appeared in the frame, exactly at the height of her shoulders. His large hand encircled her neck perfectly, just like a necklace. His fingers pressed against her skin hard enough that it was apparent he was doing it.
Y/N opened her lips slightly, smirking before catching her bottom lip between her teeth. She threw a wink at the camera before the TikTok ended.
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Y/N leaned her upper body forward slightly, positioning her phone on the computer desk in her shared room with Matt, clicking the red button on the TikTok recording screen.
She straightened her body, standing next to her boyfriend.
Matt had his arms crossed, his posture straight and his face with a slightly confused look. His blue eyes flicked from the camera to Y/N and back, waiting for her to do what she wanted, even if he didn't know what it was.
"If you want to get to him, you have to go through me first." Y/N spoke to the camera, raising her eyebrows in confrontation as she pointed at Matt with the thumb of her left hand.
The brunette pressed his lips into a thin line, holding back his laughter while frowning in confusion, his blue eyes focusing on his girlfriend's figure through the phone screen.
The girl turned towards him, approaching his body and standing on tiptoe. Matt quickly understood what she wanted to do, shaking his head in amusement before lowering it so that their faces were close.
Y/N sealed their lips in a simple kiss, pulling away seconds after and returning to her previous position.
"He's the best big brother ever." She added, crossing her arms and raising her chin with a snobbish look.
"Babe, what the fuck?" Matt's voice came out high-pitched, his eyes widening comically as he raised his arms in ecstasy, taking a few steps back, almost tripping over his own feet.
"Oh, yeah. She's our lost sister." The sound of Chris's voice sounded from the door, he having heard them as he passed through the hallway that led to their bedroom, heading towards the kitchen.
Y/N threw her head back, her mouth opening as loud laughter escaped from her throat.
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My asks are always open. My requests are closed at the moment since I have 50 to work in, but you can always send questions or simply talk to me 🩷💋
And remember to treat people with kindness always!
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~ taglist:
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leaderwonim · 3 months
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`` ~ ୨୧ ♡ · DO YOU THINK WE’RE SOULMATES IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE? NO? WE’RE NOT EVEN SOULMATES IN THIS ONE
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part two | part three | part four
pairing. toxic situationship!nishimura riki x fem!reader
warnings. very toxic (obviously), riki is very blunt and noncommittal, they do couple stuff but they’re NOT a couple, reader just sucks it up at end of the day
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morganbritton132 · 4 months
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Eddie is just trying to film a Tiktok to remind his fans about some upcoming shows but trails off when Steve says off-camera, “Hey, remember that RadioShack guy that was banging your mom?”
Eddie: *flips camera around to show where Steve and Jonathan are sitting on the couch*
Jonathan: …Bob.
Steve: Yeah, him. That toe guy from Lord of the Rings looks exactly like him, right?
Jonathan: …
Jonathan: Gollum???
Eddie: Toe, as in Po-tay-toe. He’s talking about Sam
Steve, snapping his fingers: That’s the guy
Jonathan: Oh.
Jonathan: I don’t see it.
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dat1angel · 10 months
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Danny the tiktok star
DPxDC au
So Danny, as any high school teen would do, makes videos on the latest video sharing social media site. In this case that's tiktok, although if we look at the time that Danny Phantom came out Vine might be more appropriate...
Either way, he makes silly little videos that range from funny jokes, A Day in the Life at Casper High, Space Fact Friday, POV: You live in Amity Park, roasting whatever ghost happens to be attacking that day, ect. He gains a small following of people who like his content but it's nowhere near being able at call himself tiktok famous. Until one post...
"Hello, my name is Danny, and this is my Official Application for Bruce Wayne to adopt me"
He jokes about how he is a young teen male with black hair, blue eyes, and a questionable home life which makes him the perfect candidate for a Bruce Wayne adoptee. The video goes viral so Danny leans into the bit and starts making more of that content. Photoshoping myself into a Wayne family photo, What I would wear to a Wayne gala, Taking a 'Which Wayne Are You' quiz.
When the Wayne kids find his account they think it's hilarious and keep an eye for new posts from him. One day Tim is stuck in a boring WE meeting so when he gets a notification that Danny posted a new video he will gladly take the distraction. He wasn't expect what he would find...
The video opens with the camera facing Danny, but he's not in any of his usual filming locations. It's hard to tell what exactly is happening around him but there's shouting in the distance and the sound of sirens. In fact, it looks as if Danny is leaning against an ambulance. Danny looks unusually pale and has what looks like a shock blanket wrapped around his shoulders. The camera is shakey and when he speaks his voice comes out weak.
"Hey guys... It's Danny. You know how I joke a lot about being adopted by Bruce Wayne?..."
Danny pauses and takes a shakey breath. It seems like he loses his grip on the phone for a moment because the camera fumbles before being held upright again. It's not a great view, but viewers can catch a glimpse of a destroyed building in the background, firefighters still working to get all the flames doused. When Danny starts speaking again he seems to choke on the words.
"W-Well, something happened and.. I'm k-kinda and orphan now? So uh..." Danny gives a small sad sounding chuckle that fades into a light cough, "this is my official application for Bruce Wayne to adopt me. Internet, do your thing..."
The video ends.
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welcometololaland · 11 months
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trying desperately to make myself funny again. here's something from product placement that i posted purely because idk what i'm doing with my life
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Carlos turns to his nightstand and flicks on the light, the room flooding with a soft glow that still seems far too bright and as he looks back towards TK, he sees his future husband’s arm whacking something on the other nightstand. He’s about to reach over and join in the rage swatting, before the room goes silent again and TK flops down on the bed with a groan.
“Babe,” he whines, rubbing his chest with his hand. “I think you like, reverse heimlich-ed me.”
Carlos blinks. “What?” he asks, apparently too confused to ask the obvious question about why their apartment has been filled with the sound of airhorns. If the entire building hasn’t been woken up yet, he’ll be surprised.
“You know,” TK continues, grabbing the pillow and shoving it over his face, muffling his voice. “The choking manoeuvre. It’s to help unblock your airway, but I think you smushed all my insides together with your arm instead.”
“Sorry, instinct,” Carlos breathes, looking at TK with wide eyes. “I thought there was an intruder or something— What was that?”
There’s a suspiciously long pause. “An alarm,” TK says. “Not an axe murderer, although you almost murdered me with your tricep—”
“An alarm?” Carlos squawks, sitting up straighter, eyes dropping to TK’s nightstand. “There were airhorns— TK, what is that?”
“What’s what?” TK asks, face still buried in the pillow.
“That giant…thing.”
“Funny,” TK says, his voice sounding a little strained, “I swear I left the vibrator in the drawer—”
“Not funny,” Carlos snipes, tugging the pillow from TK’s grip and exposing his face. He whines and squints through sleepy eyes at Carlos. 
“Baby, it’s so early—”
“TK,” Carlos warns. “Why are we up so early? What is that thing on your nightstand? Did you get it from the military?”
“The military?”
Carlos grits his teeth. “It sounds like it was designed to wake up an entire barracks.”
TK’s lips curl into a little frown. “I think I just put it on the wrong setting,” he explains. “It’s new.”
“Of course it's…wait,” Carlos pauses, trying to beat down the burning irritation in his chest. “Is that from TikTok?”
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fruitcoops · 2 years
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pls pls pls write more about the O'haras or the Tremblay siblings I'm begging
Someone needs to take TikTok away from me. Anyway, enjoy some chaotic baby Logan to start your weekend ❤️ Character credit goes to @lumosinlove , and the sound referenced in the fic is here.
That’s me in the corner, that’s me in the spotlight, losing my religion—
The screen switched from a picture of a young boy glaring daggers at a man in a button-down to a stitch from the same boy, much older now. “It was not that bad,” Logan groaned, keeping his voice quiet as the restaurant bustled around him.
Across the table, Noelle gave him a disbelieving look over her ramen. “You bit him, Lolo.”
“He said you were going to hell for kissing a boy! I was, like, four!”
“You were seven and a half.”
“I was justified.”
“Both of you were born without an ounce of chill,” Sydney said around her mouthful of noodles with a skeptical raise of her brow. “That might be a good place to start.”
Logan snorted. “You’re one to talk.”
“Careful, Syd,” Noelle advised, twirling her chopsticks in the broth. “I hear he bites when provoked.”
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New fic writers: But what if I don't...Wanna live the way you live?
Veteran fic writers, 27 WIPs deep, jotting down 6 new WIP ideas they came up with in the shower, chain smoking with handrolled cigarettes using pages of their own printed fics, weeping into their laptops: Oh don't be ridiculous, Andrea, EVERYBODY wants this
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frownyalfred · 5 months
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someone on ao3 giving me a wonderful long comment: do you like the bread little birdie?
me, quietly: I fucking LOVE this bread
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theficlistpodcast · 3 months
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🥲🥲🥲
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vanteguccir · 3 months
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Guess who's is who | Chris Sturniolo
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Chris Sturniolo x reader
Summary: Where Y/N participates in the new Sturniolo Triplets tiktok, but doesn't actually appear in it.
Warning: None.
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
PS.: I LOVE writing things like this because I really love imagining myself in the boys' life and feed my delulus.
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Y/N closed the door to her shared room with Chris, heading up the stairs as she hummed a Taylor Swift song under her breath, her eyes focused on the screen of the phone in her hands, where Twitter was open and she was reading the new Grammy's gossip.
The first thing the girl noticed when she arrived in the kitchen was the triplets all together, their backs to her and looking at the counter while laughing.
"What are you guys doing?" She asked, putting down her phone while locking the screen, putting it in her pocket, and focusing her attention on the three brothers.
Chris turned around quickly, having been startled by the sudden appearance of his girlfriend, placing his right hand on his own chest while calming his breathing.
"Hi Y/N!" Matt smiled, waving his left hand in a quick wave.
"Hi Matty." She replied with a soft smile, moving closer to the three and looking at the counter, her eyebrows furrowing when she saw several of the triplets' things scattered around the space. "What are you doing?" Y/N asked again, leaning her right shoulder against Chris's chest as she felt his left arm surround her, bringing her close.
"It's for a tiktok, it's a little game where the fans will have to guess what belongs to who." Nick explained, holding his phone with both hands in the air, the rear camera facing the table, ready to take a picture of the first items.
"But there are things of mine in there." Y/N commented, seeing some of her beauty items among the others.
"Yes, that's because Chris carries your stuff everywhere." Matt said with a shrug. "That part of the products are things that we carry in our backpack or in our pants pocket."
A sound of understanding left the girl's mouth as she snuggled closer against Chris, watching Nick take pictures of all the items separately.
It was true that Chris took a lot of her things with him, even if Y/N already stated that he didn't need to do it, it was the boy's habit since it had previously occurred to her that she needed something and felt frustrated for not having it with her at the moment. With that, Chris made it his little mission to always buy two of the girl's essential items and carry one of each with him too, either in his backpack or, depending on the size, in the pocket of his sweatpants or jeans.
Furthermore, Y/N's have also an habit to stick stickers on everything she owned (toiletry and make-up bag, purse, phone or tablet case, etc.), and after her relationship with Chris became something more serious and intimate over a year ago, the girl started sticking stickers on his things too.
It was something that amused her and that the boy loved, he said that when they weren't together, he just needed to look at his wallet or his laptop and he would see a little piece of her with him.
Y/N smiled warmly when she saw each of these things in each picture that was taken:
The first one with the laptops, in the middle of all the colorful stickers there was a teddy bear with a pink bow around its neck;
In the second, the wallets one, Chris's was decorated by the Prada brand and by an small sticker of a striped heart on the upper left;
In the third one, with the jewelry was a hair tie in the color of Y/N's hair;
In the fourth, the backpacks one, Chris's also had a pearlescent keychain hanging with a baby pink tube of hand sanitizer;
In the sixth one with the headphones, Chris's only had one little letter in pink, the initial of Y/N's name;
In the seventh, the care products one, in the middle of Chris's products was a lip gloss from Rhode and a small tube of hand cream from Sol de Janeiro.
Of course, if the girl were to look for her everyday bag right now, she would have a million of Chris's things too, since he was a guy who liked self-care. It was something personal for them, a way of taking care of each other and always carrying a little piece of their lover.
Chris lowered his head slightly, sniffing the scent of fresh shampoo from Y/N's hair before sealing his lips over the top of her head for a few seconds, hiding his smile as he noticed all the little parts of his girl among his things.
The boy shook his head slightly, the comments on that tiktok would go crazy, and he was all for it.
"Now, who's hungry?" The girl asked after Nick took the last picture, smiling when she heard the oldest shout that he was and Matt smiled, nodding his head while saying that he was too.
"Can you make mac and cheese in that way that I really like? Pretty please?" Chris asked, turning her so she was facing him and smiling big.
She nodded while laughing lowly, rising on her tiptoes and kissing Chris's lips quickly before walking over to the fridge, grabbing all the items to make the dinner requested.
A smile spread across her face when she turned around again and saw the triplets glued to each other, smiling as they looked at Nick's phone screen, probably reviewing the pictures he took.
She shook her head in amusement, placing the items in the sink before fishing her phone out of her pocket and taking a quick picture of the three, making a mental note to send it to Nick later, already knowing that it would probably be in the next photo dump.
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Extra - comments:
"the fact that the tiktok was about guessing what belongs to who but it was obvious what was Chris's because of the little Y/N things he has in the middle of his own 😭"
"THIS IS SO CUTE OMG"
"the hair tie 😫"
"you know Y/N has good taste when she uses SOL DE JANEIRO hand cream"
"Y/N the biggest clean girl on this site"
"the teddy bear sticker 🥺"
"I'm sure there must be a picture of Y/N inside Chris's wallet"
~ "petition for Chris to make that trend "picture in my wallet" ✏️📄"
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My asks are open, feel free to send requests!! ♡
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