Go Read My New Fic !! (it's The Longest I've Ever Written So Far And Out Of My Comfort Zone So I Need

I have this cute idea for Chris. Maybe yall have been friends for a long time and he really wants something more but his commitment issues are getting in the way because he’s been hurt before but then say something bad happens and his brothers are out and can’t help and he calls you and needs you and you come right away even faster than he expected and he’s like you came so fast? And you’re like yeah, you called? and he just realizes in that moment you’re not whose hurt him in the past and he kisses you

ー ★ !! commitment

pairing : chris x fem!reader

synopsis : explained in the req :)

a/n : this idea is so cute but also so sad ?? i’m hoping to channel both of those emotions into this fic

wc : 2.5k

you’ve been friends with the triplets for as long as you can remember. especially with chris. you’d never admit it, but something about him drew you in — yearning for more.

nothing about your love for chris was lustful or anything vulgar like that. you genuinely admired and respected him as your best friend.

he was always a shoulder to cry on. he always found a way to make you laugh when he could tell you were upset. he always brightened your mood even when you weren’t feeling great. and you tried to provide that same systematic support for him. you made an effort to let him know you would be there for him no matter what.

to everyone else, the two of you were inseparable. you grew up together and nobody could get between your guys’ little duo.

but recently, he hasn’t been acting himself.

you know chris well enough to tell when an issue that’s bothering him and there’s definitely something going on. you can tell that he’s conflicted about it and the topic is serious. but you’ve got no idea what it could be.

he’s been trying to hide it, but you know that’s only hurting him more.

not to mention, he never hides anything from you. he’s never kept secrets or refused to open up. despite your efforts to try and make him explain, he won’t. and since you don’t want to pry, you dropped the topic.

it’s been a two weeks since his demeanor randomly changed. and you’ve tried to ignore the behavior, but your mind just won’t stop coming back to that same topic.

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meanwhile, chris is going through quite the crisis. you're his best friend. like, dude, you're literally his favorite person to be around. in the whole world.

but recently, he's been having too much time alone with this thoughts. this thinking time has caused him to overthink your guys' relationship as a whole. every time he thinks about you, his heart feels heavier and his stomach twirls.

the thing is, he's felt like this ever since you guys first became friends when you were kids, so he didn't think it was weird. he thought it was a normal effect that you had on people.

but when chris casually mentioned this feeling to matt, he acted like it was the craziest thing he'd ever heard.

"bro no way." matt said two weeks ago — which was when chris leisurely explained the effect you have on him. "that's not fucking normal. you need to google that because i'm pretty sure you have a crush or something."

at first, chris thought nothing of matt's advice. he assumed he was just being a weirdo ( like usual ). but the more he thought about it, the more chris realized that his brother might not be a total idiot.

after all, matt is the mental health expert of the family. who would chris be to dismiss his diagnosis?

as time went on, chris got more and more obsessed with this idea. not because he's happy about it. but because there's no fucking way he like likes you. you're his best friend. that's it. his friend. you always have been and you always will be. your guys' relationship can't change just because of some silly feelings he's not even sure he has.

but it's been two weeks and chris still can't seem to rest his mind.

he knows you're worried about him, but he can't open up to you about his possible crush. this is the only topic in the whole world he isn't comfortable sharing with you.

"so what you're saying is you're in love with her!?" nick exclaimed loudly over the phone, making chris jump at his loud voice. "like her!? your best friend of thirteen years! that one!?"

"yes!" chris yelled back into the tiny speakers of his phone. "can you quit fucking screaming now!? you're gonna make my damn ears bleed!"

"sorry that i'm taken aback by the fact that you're in love with your best friend!" nick apologized, his voice equally as loud as it was the first time he yelled.

chris sighed, flopping back on his mattress. he set his phone on the pillow beside him and stared up at the ceiling above. his eyes traced the bumps under the white paint of his roof.

nick and matt are currently in the van, driving to pick up an order of mcdonalds for dinner. chris didn't feel like going, but he always feels a bit empty without his brothers. so he decided to call them. the topic of their call moved from chris giving nick his order to chris explaining his emotions to nick simply because it's the only thing he could think about.

"did you know!?" nice shouts at matt — who's more focused on driving to their restaurant than on chris's relationship crisis. "i feel like you knew! did you know!?"

"shut the fuck up, nick!" matt says back, keeping his eyes on the road. "you know i get stressed driving at night. plus it's raining. i don't need your fuckin' yapping to distract me!"

nick groans, but apologizes anyway before leaning back in his seat and staring at his phone. he quickly notices that chris's camera is now pointed up at the ceiling rather than at his face.

"what're you doing, kid?" nick asks chris.

chris averts his attention away from his dotted ceiling and picks up his phone, holding it above his face to look at nick. "i was thinking-"

"that's never a good sign." nick jokes.

"can i fucking speak?" chris asks, clearly annoyed. nick takes the hint and shuts up, making a lock motion across his mouth to depict his silence. chris rolls his eyes before continuing, "as i was saying, i think i found out why i'm so distraught by the fact that i might like her."

"yeah, no shit." nick replies. "anyone would be freaked out at the thought of being in love with their best friend."

"not funny."

"i'm not trying to be funny." nick says, genuinely. "i'm being serious. you shouldn't feel the need to search for a reason behind your emotions, chris. if you like her, you like her. there's no point in hiding it because you know damn well she'll figure it out anyway. y'all are shit at keeping secrets from each other."

"that's true." matt chimes in from the driver's seat. nick moves the phone forward and holds it by matt's face so chris can hear him better. "she already knows there's something up with you. it's only a matter of time before she finds out what is causing you to act so strangely."

"i guess you have a point." chris agrees. "but what about after i confess and everything?"

"what about it?" nick asks. "after you confess, you'll most likely be dating. which means any issue you guys face will be one for the two of you to figure out together."

"dude, i can't date her!"

nick groans loudly, his voice nearly sounding more like a screech than a noise of complaint. matt yells at him again to shut up and nick apologizes before returning his attention back to chris.

"why the fuck not?" nick asks. "if you guys both end up liking each other, there's no reason not to date."

"yeah there is." chris says, placing his phone on his pillow again to look up at the ceiling that he's grown so fond of. the blank white color is comforting in a sense. it's something consistent that won't change or leave him unless he choses for it to do so. sometimes he wishes emotions and people were more like that. consistent.

"then explain, you dumb shit." nick urges.

"you know how my past relationships went." chris says. "none of them were healthy and i got hurt in the end of every single one. why would i willingly put myself back in that situation? i don't want to form a hatred against y/n."

nick pauses and thinks for a moment, trying to articulate what he wants to say next. but his mind is blank. how the hell is he supposed to comfort chris like this? nick hasn't been in this position.

suddenly, matt reaches behind the seat and snatches nick's phone out of his grip. matt holds it in his left hand, still driving with his right. he keeps his eyes on the road but his attention on chris.

"you guys have been friends for over a fucking decade, christopher. there's no way some silly feelings are gonna end that for you." matt says. "i've watched you guys interact for years — not in a creepy way — and trust me when i say that the feeling is mutual. i'm not gonna speak on her behalf because that's shitty. but there's nothing to worry about when it comes to her. you should know that better than anyone."

"but what is you're wrong?"

"if i'm wrong then you can punch me in the face and i'll give you a million bucks." matt says. "but more importantly, if she ends up rejecting you, i'm 100% sure that you guys will talk it out and find a way to move on past this. and even if she doesn't like you back, confessing your feelings will never be something you'll regret."

chris continues to stare at the ceiling.

the consistency of the patter slowly becomes something abstract and without any pattern. chris tilts his head back, thinking he's going crazy. because why is his ceiling changing?

but he quickly realizes that he's not going crazy. he's simply been overlooking the details of the paint for so long that everything he liked about it is becoming raw and real rather than a vision in his head that he wanted to perceive.

maybe that's what's going on with you. he's been friends with you for so long that he's finally noticing all the little details he overlooked. you're not just his best friend he wanted to see you as. you're someone who has always been by his side and someone he wants to live the rest of his life with.

"k, thanks." chris says quickly as he picks up his phone. "bye."

he hears nick and matt protest against him hanging up, but it's too late. he's already pressed the little red x in the corner. he swipes out of nick's contact and scrolls to find yours. when he sees your name, his stomach twists. despite the butterflies in his gut, chris presses the call icon and puts the phone to his ear.

you pick up on the second ring, "what's up?"

"can you come over?" chris asks, feeling his entire body go stiff at the thought of admitting his feelings to you. but he knows this is something he has to do.

"right now? it's nearly midnight, and it's raining." you point out. "is something wrong?"

chris sighs, "no you're right, never mind. i'll tell you some other time, it's not important anyway."

"too bad." you reply with a laugh. "i'll be there in five."

you guys say goodbye before you hang up and chris feels his heart sink to his ass. he runs through everything he plans to say to you, but nothing sounds as sincere as he wants it to. before long, he hears a knock on the front door and his heart sinks even lower — if that's even possible.

he exits his room and wanders down the hall, wanting to take his sweet time just so he doesn't have to face the truth.

when he opens the door and sees you drenched in rain water on their porch, he feels bad for purposely taking longer than necessary to open the door.

you smile at him before taking off your coat and hanging it on the rack you always hang it on. you come over so much that it's nearly second nature to be here. when you guys were kids, you lived at the triplets house more than your own.

"hi chris!" you say, pulling him into a hug solely for the purpose of getting him wet with your dripping hair and damp shirt.

the thing is, you hugged him as a joke because you guys always try to annoy the other. but the moment your arms wrapped around his neck, chris felt his cheeks heat up and his heart speed.

"hey!" chris said as he pushed you off of him like he normally would, hoping you don't think anything of it.

you smile at him, "why'd you call me over here? also, where are nick and matt? i didn't see the van in the driveway."

"you came so quickly." chris said, trying to avoid the topic of why he called you here.

"yeah?" you reply, curiously. "you called."

something about those words settle into his mind and ease his nerves. you're not like the girls he dated before — and he doesn't mean that in a 'you're not like most girls' way. but you're genuinely different. the way you treat him is so much more authentic than how they treated him.

when chris looks at you, he's not looking at the girl he has a crush on. he's also not looking at the friend he grew up with. you're just you.

you're the woman he wants to marry. the woman he wants to buy a house and start a life with. the woman he wants to have pets and kids with. the woman he wants to grow old with and ask to buy him more vitamins so he doesn't get constipated.

"i just wanted to talk to you about something." chris said, his voice quiet so maybe what he's saying won't be real. maybe it'll just fade into the thick air between you and you won't even ask about it.

"about what?" you ask. and there goes chris's idea of whispering.

he sucks in a breath before starting, "i've been thinking and i think the feelings i have for you aren't just in a friendly way. well, not like sexually or anything like that. that's fuckin' weird. i just like genuinely like being around you. i want to fall in love with you- well, more than i already am. also, i really and i mean really don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable. like if you don't feel the same, don't be afraid to tell me. you can say you don't like me. don't feel obligated to agree to be with me if you're not comfy. i'm not gonna be that one weirdo guy who forces you into a relationship. like, i really like you. you're so pretty, funny, sarcastic, and just my favorite person to be around. but like i said, if you don't like me-"

as much as you find his rambling adorable, you cut him off by pressing your lips to his. he's surprised, but ultimately returns the kiss and grabs your waist to pull you closer.

you smile against his lips before muttering, "i like you too."

he grins like a happy toddle before scooping you up and engulfing you into a huge bear hug. you shriek, telling him to put you down. but he doesn't. he just hold you and peppers kisses across your skin — your face, your shoulders, your neck, your arms, wherever.

he's just happy to have you by his side, knowing he's never gonna let you go. he's yours and you're his.

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld @slaysturniolo @wilmalovegood @ladylokilaufeyson5

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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Taglist!

@prettysturniolo @strniolo @ssturniolo @jjmaybankswifes-blog

@mxqdii

— ★ !! thirteen

masterlist ; next

a/n : it’s gonna be so fucking hard to write these next few chapters because they’re in person but i’ll try to make sense 🙂

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld @slaysturniolo @wilmalovegood @ladylokilaufeyson5 @sturniolopepsi @strnilolo @knowingnothingnoel @its-jennarose

the edits im CRYING😭

Hi can you make a chris version of your Matt x singer gf headcannons please? Like they were friends since middle school or something to give context haha. I love your writing <3

headcannons - c.s x singer gf

pairings: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

warning(s):

not proofread

when you two were little, you'd always ramble on to him on how your dream was to be a famous singer and i just know little chris would be so encouraging and all like "you will be! i know you will"

"remember me when you're famous" -c

"i could never forget you chris" - y/n

towards highschool, you and chris started dating and the triplets started youtube while you started your singing career

you'd be in a bunch of videos and you'd write songs about them, giving eachother recognition

you eventually wrote this one song about chris, which blew up

from then on, you and chris started dating and as they got bigger on youtube, you got bigger in the singing industry

i just know chris would be so proud, like absolutely amazed

would come to every single show and would come on stage at the end (if you let him)

if you had intermission during any of your shows, he'd sneak on stage and say hi to fans and ramble into the microphone about how amazing you are

sings along to every song you play

in the car videos he'd be like "did you guys hear y/n's new song??" and would probably start playing it

you guys go on live together on instagram

goes to every award show you have and if he can't go, he's watching on live TV

not the best at ideas for writing songs.. but he loves to watch and listen to you write them, he's absolutely amazed at your pure talent and ability to make up songs on the spot.

comments on edits of you 24/7

saves edits of you to his favorites and to his camera roll 😭

reposts edits of you onto his story

in a youtube video you guys read wattpad fics of eachother and he gets upset at people writing about you 💀

gasps at your performances (he's always amazed tbh)

thinks you look SOO good performing and tells people how good of a performer you are.

TAGLIST:

@strniolo @stargirlv0id @annaisabookworm

okay my name is erilyn and i go by lyn as a nickname. i've been called lyn all my life & i honestly answer to that quicker than my actual name but you guys don't understand how BADLY i wish my nickname was eri

like ??? imagine how fucking cute that would be 🤭🤭

"hey. what's up, eri?" UGH. MARRY ME.

he poppin in to say WHAT THE FUCK !!!

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

got tagged by @thetriplets3 to do this !!

last movie : murder mystery

last song : 'your needs, my needs' by noah kahan

currently reading : 'lore' by alexandria bracken ( as a real book ) & 'idfc' by louis-core ( as a fanfic )

currently watching : shameless ! but netflix hasn't been fucking working for the past few days so ☺️

currently craving : a plate of cheesy pasta

join if u want bbgs : @mattslolita @dwntwn-strnlo

got tagged by @abbie13sworld to do this

last movie: i wanna say it was the barbie movie when it came out (too short of an attention span to watch movies)

last song: “going underground” by the jam

currently reading: “wrongfully convicted” by kent roach

currently watching: the office for the millionth time

currently craving: a back massage

do it if you want @sturniolopepsi @emssturniolo @luvsturniolo

THANK YOU !! 🫶

— ★ !! five

masterlist ; next

a/n : guys i’ve been gone for like a month #sorryabthat it’s bc school has been kicking my ass HARD and also i went on a plane alone for the 1st time ever ( i went from florida to oregon ) and that was overwhelming as shit !! anyway idk if i’m “coming back” but ill @ least try to be more active on here but NO PROMISES.

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld @slaysturniolo @wilmalovegood @ladylokilaufeyson5 @sturniolopepsi @strnilolo

— ★ !! movie night

pairing : chris sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : what i think it would be like to watch a movie with chris

a/n : u guys are dating in this !!

wc : 0.5k

"what movie do you wanna watch?" you ask chris, who is sprawled out across his bed, taking up all the space.

he texted you earlier today, begging you to have a sleepover. you told him no at first because you didn't feel like leaving your house. but he kept asking and asking, so you finally agreed to him. and here you are now, scrolling through netflix to find a good film.

"uhhh," he trails off, rolling over so he's now laying on his stomach. he throws his head back to lay it in your lap. you looks down at him, raising an eyebrow at his childish behavior. "i wanna watch something funny, but like with a plot. y'know?"

"so basically any adam sandler movie." you point out.

"yes!" chris says, excitedly.

your guys' relationship is completely built off of your very different ways of communication. when chris gets excited, his thoughts jumble together and his words come out in a messily put together paragraph.

"it's as if there's no punctuation at all and fifty percent of what you're saying is misspelled." matt told him once, comparing chris's grammar to an essay written by a toddler who can't even speak yet.

chris oftentimes gets stressed out when he can't put his thoughts into words. so you always tell him to just throw shit out there and you'll figure out what he's trying to say. and you always do – which is one of his favorite things about you.

"what about murder mystery?" you suggest, pulling the movie up on the tv screen for him to read the synopsis. "i've already seen it like a hundred times, but i'll gladly watch it again if you want."

"i've never seen it." chris says.

"what!?" you shout. "it's a classic! how have you not seen it!?"

chris laughs at your shocked expression. "let's watch it now, then. you'll be able to see my reaction."

you happily agree to his terms as you press play on the movie. as the opening scene takes place, you get comfortable by getting under the blankets and laying on your side to watch the film.

chris leans back beside you, making himself the little spoon.

as the movie plays, chris is so dramatic to the point that he sounds like the soundtrack that's play during the disney shows. he laughs at the funny scenes and gasps at the shocking ones, making 'oohs' and 'ahhs' like a movie critic.

however, when the huge plot twist is revealed and you expect chris to gasp, he's silent. you lean forward to look at him only to see that he's fallen asleep.

"chris," you say his name gently.

"i'm awake." he tells you despite his eyes being shut and his voice coming out raspy.

"sure you are." you respond with a laugh.

"i swear i am." chris mumbles out a lie, shifting a little bit so he can cuddle up into your arms better. his face is laying against your arm as you can feel your limb beginning to fall asleep. you ignore the fuzzy feeling in your arm and hold him against you.

you smile with a sigh, turning off the tv and holding him in your arms as you fall asleep as well.

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise