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guys i just had the most insane idea for a spiderman!matt fic

help.

i can't write it rn tho because i JUST started a new story and i have to stay committed 💪😪

currently writing a new fic & istening to noah kahan while my cat is snuggled up beside me. my sheets are freshly cleaned and i just started burning a new incense that i ❤️ the smell of so my room doesn't smell like her shit

life couldn't be better 🤭🤭

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— ★ !! pierce

pairing : matt sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : you’re a tattoo artist. while working your usual shift, someone you didn’t expect to ever see again walks through the doors, asking for you.

a/n : my first story on here, i’m so excited !!

wc : 1.5k

you sigh, as you walk back over to your station. an old lady just left a few moments ago. she wasn’t exactly the nicest person you’d ever met seeing as she was grumpy and extremely rude while you were tattooing her. you knew it was your duty to do as the customer asks, but you were tempted to mess up her tattoo just to spite her. and if you didn’t know that would cause you to lose your job, you would have done it without a second thought.

“y/n!” you hear your coworker call from the front desk.

the building at which you work is separated into two sections – the front, where the workers book appointments and talk to customers ; and the back, where the tattoo artists do their job.

normally, you stay in the back and do about one or two tattoos per day. however, it's not uncommon for the artists to get called to the front. the people who work at the front desk sometimes need to ask about your schedule or if you can do certain tattoos.

"yes?" you ask once you get to the front of the store. however, before your coworker can even answer, your heart sinks to your stomach. standing behind the counter is your ex boyfriend from high school, matthew sturniolo.

the two of you have quite a rough past.

you dated for three years. your relationship was happy and healthy. to be completely honest, you thought matt was going to be the man you married. he never did anything wrong and was the most perfect boyfriend you could ever ask for.

but that was before you found out who he truly was. during your senior year of high school, you walked in on matt making out with your best friend.

after that, you stopped talking to both of them – including matt's two brothers, nick and chris. they didn't do anything wrong, but they were so similar to matt that it hurt to be around them.

"y/n." matt says as he stares at you with his mouth agape.

you manage a smile before saying, "it's nice to meet you, sir." matt's eyebrows furrow in confusion at your strange greeting. there's no way you forgot about him, is there?

"is there a reason i was called up here?" you ask as you turn to face your coworker with a professional smile.

"this man has been asking for you." your coworker explains. "he's refused to have anyone else do his tattoo except for you."

you look at matt with a curious expression on your face because now you're really confused. when you first laid eyes on him, you were hoping this was a mistake and he just walked into a random store. but now you're positive it was not a mistake.

"i don't know if you know the rules of our store, but you need to make an appointment ahead of time." you tell matt, continuing to act oblivious.

you don't want to say his name or address your past. because if you do, there's no turning back.

truth is, you haven't been able to move on from matt ever since you broke up with him. it's been two years since then, but you haven't been able to stop thinking about him.

you've tried dating other guys, but it wasn't the same as matt. you also tried experimenting with women. but nothing worked. everyone and everything just brought your mind back to matthew.

so you quit dating entirely. and you've never been happier.

"y/n." he says. "don't act like we didn't happen."

"sorry, sir. but i have no idea what you're talking about." you say, your voice shaking the tiniest bit. you quickly cover it up by clearing your thought and continuing. "if you can't make an appointment like everyone else, i'm gonna have to ask you to leave."

matt just stares at you, his gaze softening. you hold the contact, your eyes sharp but steady.

"y/n-"

"dawson," you call out your coworker's last name. "can you please have this man removed from our store?"

dawson nods before you calmly return to the back of the store. you don't stay to watch as matt gets removed. you simply close the door behind you as you walk over to your station.

you've been working here for a hear and a half and you've made tons of friends. including jamie – another tattoo artist whose station is directly beside yours. she watches you walk back to your area and after taking one look at you, she's worried.

"did something happen?" she asks you.

"i don't wanna talk about it." you respond.

jamie nods, not wanting to be nosy or anything like that. she's a good friend and is genuinely worried about you, but she would never pry something out of you.

suddenly, her attention is taken off of you and is placed onto a customer entering the back of the store. you don't care to look at them, assuming it's just the usual customer who's here for a touch-up.

"y/n, please talk to me." you whip around at the sound of matt's voice.

"how did you get back here?" you ask him, your eyes wide.

"i just explained everything to dawson." matt says. "he listened to me and now he understands exactly why i'm here. and i want you to listen to me, as well."

you glance toward the door, seeing dawson's blonde head peeking through the small window. you shoot him a glare and he quickly turns back around.

you suck in a breath, calming your nerves before crossing your arms over your chest. "why would i do that?"

"listen, i'm not going to force you to forgive me. but can you at least let me explain?" matt asks. "these past two years have been hell without you, y/n. i can't live with myself knowing that you hate me."

"good." you respond.

matt chuckles, "if it makes you feel any better, i didn't only come here for you. i do want another tattoo."

"no, that doesn't make me feel better." you tell him. "if you need a tattoo, jamie is really good and she's been working here for longer than me. you should ask her rather than pestering your ex-girlfriend that you cheated on."

"i didn't cheat, y/n." matt says. "she forced herself onto me."

"that's funny." you tell him, turning around and beginning to do something else. "it seemed to me like you were enjoying it quite a lot."

"you hardly even saw us." matt says. "you took one look at the situation and made a harsh judgement without a second thought."

"oh, so now i'm the one getting blamed for your fuck up?"

"no, i'm not blaming you. i'm simply explaining why you saw what you saw." matt says. "she pulled me away into an empty classroom and forced herself onto me. i tried pushing her off, but that's when you walked in. you saw me holding her because i was trying to shove her off of me."

"okay, well why didn't you explain all of this back then?" you ask him. "it's been two years, matt, why now?"

"you had a valid reason to be upset and i didn't want you to think i was making excuses for myself." he says. "i thought you would forgive me and come back. but when you didn't, i felt like a piece of me was missing ever since. it took months to find you here. and i'll do anything to make it up to you."

as you watch matt's expression turn into one of genuine admiration, you no longer see your cheating ex who betrayed you. you see the boy you fell in love with. the one you shared your first date with. your first kiss with. your first everything.

you didn't realize how much you missed him.

whenever you thought of matt while with someone else, you thought it was because your heart still ached from the betrayal. you didn't know you were actually aching for him to return to you.

"why should i even trust anything you're saying?" you ask him, your voice coming out softer than you wanted.

"because i still love you, y/n." matt says, stepping closer to you and reaching up to hold your face in his hands. "and i don't think i could ever love someone else other than you."

you lean into his touch, wanting to keep him here with you forever.

"i'm willing to give you a second chance." you say. "but i have a few conditions."

matt nods, "anything."

"don't expect me to forgive and forget everything so easily." you tell him, stepping closer to him until your noses are brushing. "you need to work for my love and prove that you genuinely want me back.

"of course, y/n." he says.

you press your lips to his, feeling everything click into place. this is where you're meant to be. this is is who you're meant to be with. this is perfect.

tags : @kasqnxx

he poppin in to say WHAT THE FUCK !!!

is he TRYING to kill me ???? ☺️ bc babe it’s working

Could you write something for Chris? Maybe one where he’s in a mad mood and says something really mean he doesn’t mean to the reader so she leaves and he has to really work to apologize and make it up to the reader but it’s fluffy in the end and it all works out

— ★ !! irritable

pairing : chris sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : after having a really bad / exhausting day, chris insults you on accident. what he said hurt your feelings and now he has to make it up to you

a/n : oh my god, of course !! also miscommunication is my specialty so i've got you babes ;)

also i’m so sorry that it took so long to answer, i’m currently going thru and answering requests to catch up

wc : 0.9k

you came home in a great mood because you had a really good day. you’re super excited to tell chris about it as you open the door of your guys’ shared apartment.

you quickly spot him in the living room. he’s sprawled out on the couch, watching a movie.

he hasn’t noticed you’d even gotten home. suddenly, the fact he’s got no idea that you’re here sparks an idea to scare him.

see, you guys get off work and different times each day — which means neither of you can prepare for the others arrival seeing that you’d never know what it’d take place . due to this, you’ve both started a habit of trying to scare the other when they’re home alone.

you sneak up behind your boyfriend before jumping out at him, grabbing his shoulders to freak him out even farther.

expecting chris to laugh, you start to giggle at him. but he doesn’t laugh. he just gives you a side-glance before returning his attention to the tv.

you think for a moment, noticing he’s in a pretty bad mood. normally, physical touch or simply being near him fixes his mood.

so you walk around the couch and lay down beside him, resting your head in his lap. chris looks down at you and just sighs, looking back at the tv.

now you’re really confused. what the hell is his problem?

“are you okay?” you ask him.

“mhm.” chris responds shortly.

“uh, what?” you laugh. “you’re clearly not okay. you don’t have to lie to me. i can help you through whatever’s bothering you.”

“why would you ask if you’re just gonna fucking correct me?” chris retorts.

“sorry, i’m worried about you.” you say.

chris doesn’t answer, his attention fully engulfed in whatever’s taking place on the tv screen.

“chris.” you say to get his attention. “what’s wrong? i’m just worried about you. you know you don’t-“

“just shut the fuck up already!” he shouts, looking down at you with annoyance in his eyes.

you scoff, standing up from the couch and walking out of the living room completely. you storm away from him and go into your guys’ shared bedroom, slamming the door behind you.

chris just sighs, looking back at the tv now that you’re gone.

however, no matter how hard he tried to focus on the movie, there’s a pang of regret in his chest, making him feel really, really, really bad for saying that to you.

see, chris would never do anything to intentionally hurt you. you’re more than his girlfriend, you’re his best friend.

but he’s a human being. everyone has bad days where everything annoys them. and turns out, chris was having one of those days. and you happened to be the thing to be who he blew up on.

he gets up from the couch and walks down to your guys bedroom.

“y/n, i’m sorry.” chris says, tapping on the door with a gentle fist.

you don’t answer him as you curl up under the blankets and hug your pillow closer to your chest.

he sighs at your lack of a response before softly opening the door and letting himself inside. you can hear him enter the room, but you stay silent and don’t say anything.

he walks over to the bed and sits on the edge. you feel the mattress sink under his weight and you scoff.

“if i annoy you that much, why are you in here?” you ask, still not facing him.

“i’m sorry for blowing up on you like that.” he apologizes.

“you should be.” you say.

it’s a little rude of you, but you’re pissed. you’re not gonna let him walk all over you. if your boyfriend hurts your feelings, a simple apology won’t fix everything.

“i know.” he sighs, lying down beside you. you feel chris’s arms wrap around your waist as he pulls your back against his chest. he buries his face in your neck with a content exhale.

you want to shove him off of you because you’re still mad. but physical touch is your favorite.

so you allow him to snuggle, but you stay silent.

“i’m sorry,” chris says against your skin. “i know i hurt your feelings and i genuinely feel bad for it. i’d do anything to make it up to you. but i know you don’t want my pity.”

“i was excited to tell you about my day.” you mutter.

he sighs, a wave of guilt washing over him.

“i can’t take back what i said, but i’m really glad you had a good day.” chris tells you. “i’m so sorry for ruining that for you.”

you’ve known chris for a long time — which means that you can read his emotions as though they were your own. and you can tell that he genuinely feels like shit now.

there’s no point in staying mad at him when you can tell he regrets what he did.

“you didn’t ruin my day,” you tell him, “i just wish you weren’t so dismissive of my feelings.”

communication is a huge thing in your guys’ relationship. it’s what keeps you guys going. so whenever there’s a misunderstanding, you both make an effort to apologize and explain how you felt.

one of chris’s mottos is that he never goes to bed angry.

“i’m sorry.” he repeats for the hundredth time. “i love you so much. remember that.”

“i love you too.” you say, feeling him place a kiss on your head.

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld

ANXIETY PRIME I CANTT

TINY TEXTS PART 2!!

ahhahahahahahhahahaha i’m crying

matt fic where you’re feeling insecure and/or depressed and he comforts you 🫶

"Insecurities"

AN - God this took so fucking long im so sorry 😭 to anyone else that left requests a while ago, im getting to them, I promise! I deleted a few that didn't make sense/didnt have enough detail of what they wanted, so I'm down to 5 after this one! ty for being patient😭🫶🏻

Warnings/notes - not proofread, hate comments, mentions of a panic attack, crying and then fluff

WC - 544

Happy Reading!

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You and Matt had been dating for around 6 months, and the other day, Chris accidentally leaked it. You had been friends with the three boys for a couple years prior to you and Matt dating, and had been doing good with keeping it from the fans; until you let Chris on instagram live.

You and Matt were in the living room while Chris and Nick were in the kitchen. Nick and Chris made their way into the living room, where you and Matt happened to be asleep on the couch. Cuddling.

“Look at these two lovebirds,” Chris said laughing, flipping the camera without thinking.

“Damn it Chris!” Nick yelled quickly, snatching the phone from Chris.

‘Live Video Ended. 7,846 Viewers

When you woke up this morning, you had an influx of hate on your page and in all of your comment sections. Wondering why, you looked it up on tiktok. You saw the clip of you and Matt asleep and entangled on the couch, and Nick ending the live seconds later.

You began reading some of the comments of what people were saying about you, which was a horrible decision.

“I always knew he was with that ugly bitch”

“God, she’s such a slut. She’s all over Chris in one video, and now her and Matt are a thing?”

“Why are the triplets even friends with her?”

Seeing these, you shot Matt a quick text that you weren’t feeling well and you were going home. He had left for a meeting about an hour ago with his brothers, so there was no one to see the tears in your eyes as you walked out of the door.

When Matt finally got out of his meeting, he saw your text and drove over to Walgreens, picking up some medicine, flowers, snacks, your favorite drink, and a small stuffed bear. He got to your house, letting himself in with his spare key, and going up to your room.

When he walked in, he expected to see you asleep, maybe some tissues and ibuprofen by your bed. Instead, he saw you scrolling on your phone, your face and eyes red and puffy from crying, and you being on the verge of a panic attack.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He rushed to your bedside, looking at what you were on your phone. He sees all of the hate comments, and knows exactly what’s wrong.

“Don’t listen to them, y/n. You’re none of what those comments are saying you are. I love you, and that’s all that matters, okay?”

You can’t control your breathing or crying, and you lean into him as he sits down on your bed next to you. 

“God, I hate seeing you cry so much. Please don’t cry, y/n. Just look at me and match my breathing, okay? You’re going to be okay.”

Eventually, your breathing slows and the tears stop enough for you to form a sentence.

“They all hate me, Matt.”

“I don’t hate you, okay? In fact, I love you more than anything else. I’ll always be here, okay?”

“Okay, I love you too.”

He places a soft kiss on your forehead, and you begin to feel better almost immediately. As long as you had him, you’d be okay.

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ahh how do you do your text thingies!!!

okay so ive been getting asked this a LOT in my dms and comments so its ab time i make a post on it

i use an app called 'social maker' but idk if its available for android or laptop or anything bc i only use my phone ( which is an iphone ) anyway i hope that helped !!

Would you write for Nate

oh i DEF would but i have no ideas , so if there's anything you'd like to see you can request it <33