some of my fav matt pictures just ( because i feel like posting but donβt have anything written π)
i hate this bc there are SOOO many more but tumblr wants to have a stupid ass β10 pic limit π₯Ίπ₯Ίβ like stafu
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 β€οΈ the smell of so my room doesn't smell like her shit
life couldn't be better π€π€
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a/n : guys iβve been gone for like a month #sorryabthat itβs 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 iβm βcoming backβ but ill @ least try to be more active on here but NO PROMISES.
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a/n : since last chapter was so long , this one was a little shorter sorry π€π
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how do you make these text AUs pls π΅βπ«π΅βπ«π΅βπ«
i use social maker π
i think heβd fall for me if he saw this icl
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a/n : hi π
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iβm literally the funniest person in the whole world idc
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a/n : are any of u guys are thinking about reading βif he had been with meβ ?? if so, donβt. i will be emotionally broken for the rest of my fucking life.
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pairing : matt sturniolo x fem!reader
synopsis : youβre a tattoo artist. while working your usual shift, someone you didnβt expect to ever see again walks through the doors, asking for you.
a/n : my first story on here, iβm 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 wasnβt exactly the nicest person youβd 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 didnβt know that would cause you to lose your job, you would have done it without a second thought.
βy/n!β you hear your coworker call from the front desk.
the building at which you work is separated into two sections β 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 β 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 β 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.
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