🔥 Expose Accounts Ain't Got Shit On Me 😤 ~ The NDA Chronicles
Hello everyone on this glorious day! I hope you are all doing very well, and I wish you all the best!
There are some things I need to get off my chest.
And it is about- you guessed it- the infamous NDA accounts.
I will tag them so they can see this themselves, and so they can try to come up with their own fantastical justifications for all of the concrete proof I have of them being fakers who are putting themselves at actual legal risk. And the legal risk has nothing to do with some damn 156-page (weird number but okay) NDA.
So here are the two accounts in particular that I focus on, but there are more. @dollysturniolo @coolasice01
Let me give y’all a bit of background on these two characters, because that’s all they are— characters that some weirdos (or one weirdo) hide behind. Dolly claims to be the girlfriend of Christopher Sturniolo. The @coolasice01 account claims to actually BE Christopher Sturniolo.
I've spent the past almost 48 hours talking to these accounts, getting to know their behaviors, personalities, and psyches- as well as learning about all of the lies they have told you all about who they are and who they are affiliated with.
There are other accounts probably claiming to be Matt’s girlfriend or Matt himself, but I don’t wanna lose more braincells talking to those nimrods.
So, let’s begin with the factual evidence that I've gathered:
#1- Where They Live
I had asked both the "Chris" account and the Dolly account about where they're from and where they live specifically, framing the questions as innocent moments of curiosity about certain fast food places and landmarks that those people would have probably visited or have been around in both LA and Massachusetts.
The gag here is that these landmarks either do not exist, are regional and do not reside in those specific areas, or are nowhere near the locations they've stated.
Here are screenshots of our conversations:
As you can see, I asked the “Chris” account about the fast food chain "Zaxby's" which is an American chicken shop. While it does exist, there are none in Massachusetts, and none in many states in the Northeast of the U.S. at all. It is a regional food place in the U.S., meaning that exists in certain regions (in this case, the South), and not in others. Also bone-in tenders… Huh?! 😭
I also asked about Firehouse Subs, as of which there are none in Massachusetts yet again. And they aren’t in Cali from what I recall as well but regardless, another lie.
Now we get onto Dolly. I asked Dolly where she lived in Cali, and she said an actual name of a place in California which I’ll give her credit for. However, when asking about specific landmarks in that area, I caught her in her own sort of blatant lies too 😭
I said “Do you live more towards The Forum or the Observatory Deck?” just to see what he answer was. Mind you, The Forum isn’t even near the area she said she lived by, and the Observatory Desk doesn’t exist, at least not in California 😭
I also asked Dolly about her time in Massachusetts, since she said that’s where she originally spent time and met the triplets. She mentioned how her favorite place was some lake that’s some minutes away from the boys’ home there, and when I fact-checked that info, it was correct.
However, when asking about specific landmarks there… lies.
Here is the screenshot:
As you can see, I asked about a Paul Revere statue. However, that statue doesn’t exist in that area. 😭
#2- The Ways They Text
Everyone who has ever communicated with a British person and an American person knows that while they both mainly speak English, the biggest differences can appear in text style, more importantly in the ways they abbreviate words.
One of the biggest differences in the ways words are abbreviated is the word "because". In the U.S., the word "because" is shortened as "cuz" or " 'cause". In the U.K, it is shortened as "cos".
Well, "Chris" here spells it like "cos". Same way as Dolly.
As someone who has never traveled to the U.K except once and hardly ever even sees his girlfriend, and also as someone who has traditionally spelled his because as "cuz" in previous texts we've seen publicized, him saying "cos" is highly unlikely.
Both accounts say "cos" and have spelled "color" like "colour".
#3- The NDAs/Documents/Legal Talk
This is probably the biggest part of it all, and the second most obvious inconsistency because, simply, she doesn’t know what the hell she’s talking about 😭 I mean she said it her damn self.
Dolly brought up a document that confirms the Sturniolo Triplets LLC, which for those who don't know what an LLC is, is a document that pretty much gives the Sturniolo Triplets' name and brand legal and business protection. It also gives the Sturniolos' the ability to manage their own finances, their own real estate, their own employees, heir own teams, etc.
ZStar management, who their manager Laura owns, is technically a branch under the Sturniolos' LLC. The Sturniolos' technically, as of 2022, are Laura’s employers/managers/partners, not the other way around. All Laura and ZStar do is handle the exposure aspects of the Sturniolos' and their other stars, which mainly surrounds PR, scheduling events that grant them more exposure (Prada show was the biggest part of this), gives them brand deals, and can recruit or offer new employees/team members/networks/connections to work with the boys.
These are the documents she brought up to me as proof of her “owning” said documents:
Here’s the other gag: Both of these documents are in public domains. as they should be since they’re legal documents confirming the legal identities of the Triplets’ as a sole business entity.
She was in my DMs tweaking about how she can’t find the damn docs to give to the solicitor or whatever, when all she had to do was look up “Sturniolo Triplets LLC” on Google, as we all can do.
Here is the site you can use to look this info up, and I’ve done it here:
This is public information that all literally just says “We are our own managers. We own ourselves and our brand. We’re businessmen and we are the business, man.” (the last sentence was corny lmao).
Regarding the NDA, every single time I bring up the legal process of an NDA, she states that Laura forced her to sign it. Then she says that she wasn’t aware of what was on the paper when she signed.
Basically she’s just painting Laura as this demon who controls the triplets against their will.
When in reality, in the real business legal world, the triplets would be the ones giving ZStar the A-Okay for drafting and making her sign that NDA. So technically, based on her logic but implementing real facts, it would be the triplets who are the ultimate demons since they’re the ones who have all the power and the final say on business actions.
She cannot OWN the boys and tell them what to do. As of 2022, those boys have been their own owners and employers and managers. She works under them and is only in charge of PR and exposure as per what ZStar is about.
In the real world, if there was an NDA, first of all, these people would not have Tumblr accounts since Tumblr is probably the most public and obvious app that an investigator can use to prove that you are breaching the NDA. It is also very easy to doxx people on this app (please don't do this) because of the analytics features. So this app would be the least safe one to create an anonymous profile where you're secretly hinting at a secret relationship with a famous person.
Also, in the real world, the triplets would be the ones to clear the NDA since Laura works for them. So, technically the boys would be the bad guys in this scenario.
Lastly, I've spoken on how an NDA would be unethical in this scenario.
A new video came out this Friday... hehehe, just in time.
So I just asked “Chris” what video is coming out this Friday as well as what Nick would be wearing.
Mind you, I asked at around 2 PM PST/ 5 PM EST, which is a half hour before videos are released. “Chris” said that he’s the one in charge of uploading the video and releasing the photodump.
When I asked what video would be coming out, he said it was something related to talking about tour.
He said Nick wouldn’t go in a rant and would be chilling.
He said Nick was wearing pretty much the opposite of what he actually wore.
Here’s the screenshots:
I mean they speak for themselves 😭
They also literally just don't know basic things about the triplets.
I lied about Chris saying on stream that he liked playing with dominoes. Chris Sturniolo has never even said the word dominoes in all of his digital footprint.
I even asked about him playing Red Dead Redemption and he said he did... Chris Sturniolo has never mentioned playing that game.
I also mentioned to Dolly that Chris said in a stream that he likes doggystyle.
Chris has never once spoken about his favorite sex position.
Dolly also said her and Matt were dating before she dated Chris which... would never happen. Brothers just don't do that. Like, ever.
#5- Sympathy Points
This is probably the most obvious giveaway that someone is lying-- when they constantly ask for your sympathy or they constantly need assurance that you believe them.
Dolly was also tryna be friends with me? Like girl, hell no.
This happened multiple times throughout my conversations with both accounts, and here is a screenshot since I literally can't post more than 30:
It's so pathetic, I'm sorry.
#6- Avoiding conversations because they're stuck in a corner and being confronted about their lies.
I think I can just show these without explaining them lol.
This is just two because of the image limit, but if you need more screenshots lmk.
Now, let's discuss tarot and energy readings.
If you believe in these as evidence, cool. If not, also cool, and you can skip this part! I’m sure the first part was concrete enough 😭😭
I did a tarot reading on whether they were actually dating Chris.
And guess what? Nope. That ain't happening.
Here's the reading:
I even did a reading for Dolly, but I won't share the screenshots because there are some information there that she has shared about herself that is personal and I don't want to make her feel any worse than she probably already does. I don't like weirdos, but I'm not an evil shrew.
The reading was me reading about how Chris will "cheat" on her and that she's actually going to find a future spouse soon, which the future spouse part is real.
But she kept saying shit like "Nah me and Chris can work it out" or "I'll figure it out when I get there" like bro that ain't how it works.
Why I think they are doing this:
I don’t know if it is more than one person creating this whole cinematic universe or if it’s just one. And honestly, I don’t care because either answer is pathetic 😭
But I hypothesize that the reason this whole narrative was created was:
To fulfill their own fantasies and delusions
To paint the triplets' lives as if they're living some nightmare or some angsty teen fanfiction
To fulfill their narcissism or ego by painting themself as this person with info about the boys and their lives that no one but them knows about
To make all the attention go on them
And tbh the worst case scenario is that this is someone with a severe case of some sort of mental illness who has used this as a way to satisfy whatever they're going through, and in this case they need actual mental help from a therapist or some mental health counselor and I wish them well.
Final Notes
This was a complete waste of my time, but I also had fun because it's the start of my summer break, and I get to expose people who aren't just being fake and weird towards others, but also helping those people not get themselves into actual genuine legal troubles.
I feel that they don't have a good grasp that what they've done is wrong, and they will constantly flip the script to fit their narratives.
Even with me posting all of these concrete facts with evidence, and maybe others will do the same, those same people like @dollysturniolo, @munchingmini, @coolasice01 will still find ways to flip the script to make people believe them.
Well I hate to break it to them, but it won't work. Not this time. We're all grown with minds and cognition of our own. We can all deduce that this whole thing is made up just using common sense and critical thinking skills. This fandom might be fucked up at times, but a good majority of people here are intelligent and can sense when someone is being ungenuine.
I would suggest, for your safety, to admit to lying. Unfortunately, I know you won't admit to fibbing, so in that case I'd suggest you leave the app. All you're doing by staying here is self-sabotaging, which is unhealthy. People are going to be rude and constantly attack you knowing that this whole thing is fake.
So please, for your sake and sanity, please leave, and get some mental help. The Sturniolo triplets are fine, and their energy will be better if there aren't horrible people who tells blatant lies about them on the internet.
i know i said i was back but like… lowkey jus been working but since our summer hours kicked in and i won’t have that many hours ill prolly be on here so more just work with me here!
also what kinda fics yall want from me?? and do yall me to expand who i write for?? lemme know ALSOOO lowkey wanna change my theme again…
can you do a vinnie x fem reader smut where she (reader) is stressed out and vinnie fucks her good on the balcony and they didn’t care anymore if they get caught of what 🙈
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BREATHE BABY | v.hacker
— MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD —
stress never stood a chance against a tall blond with an unyielding love for you.
BSF!VINNIE X FEM!READER
WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, fucking in a pool over the city, vinnie LOVES u, praise kink, hickies n love bites
word count: 2.5k <3
a/n: idfk if vinnie has a pool in his apt, i added one for the plot 😭
Stress was one of the most constant presences in your life. University, friendships, family relationships. It was as if stress was an obsessive ex that you couldn’t get rid of creeping back into your life once it got good.
The only thing that could keep it a bay was Vinnie, your best friend of 12 years, ever since you were nine years old the boy was like a walking calmer for you. His presence made you relax and he always reminded you when you needed to take a break.
Ever since he moved out to LA at 18 the stress slowly crept back into your life, and you had to adapt again. More friends in uni and new found appreciation of swimming.
If you weren't studying or with your friends, you were swimming. Sometimes the water made you calm down, it felt as if all your stress floated away as the water touched your skin.
That’s where you were again, the pool attached to Vinnie's apartment.
It was so odd, the lanky scruffy boy who you became friends with grew into the type of men you would see modeling- and you did.
Everything was so much more intimidating about the boy. His height, the tattoos littering his skin which make your skin turn hot.
His new found fame which made your head dizzy the longer you thought about it. The idea of the boy you first became friends with turning into this man who had girls falling over him left in right made your stomach flip and you had no idea if it was good or bad.
You had kept an eye on what he was up to in LA, his friends, his business, that one fight that made you nearly throw up out of fear.
And of course who he was dating.
It always said he wasn’t seeing anyone but you were never convinced, no one looks like that and is single, you always thought to yourself.
But it wasn’t just him who had changed.
Looking back, being stuck to one boy's side for all of elementary, middle, and high school was a hindrance.
Once you branched out in university you flourished.
You grew into a new woman.
Your features were sharper, your curves more defined, your entire face had what your friends called, ‘a glow up’.
Regular visits to the gym and taking care of yourself made you stand out.
Also being more active in your sex and love life made you more in touch with your body. Your last ex boyfriend taught you so much about what you did and didn’t like, you got better and sex and the burst of confidence helped you in tremendous ways.
You walked with more purpose in your steps and it really did seem like you left Seattle and turned into a different woman.
But this new Vinnie made you feel like a little girl again. Floundering in the big kids pool, kicking your tiny legs for a chance to come up and breathe again.
All of your confidence was for show as when Vinnie walked in you returned into that stressful anxious girl again.
You relaxed lackadaisical at the edge of the pool looking over the edge.
Everything looked so small, everyone down there had their own lives, your worries seemed miniscule compared to what everyone else down there had to go through.
An ambulance rushed by and the only thought you had was someone was about to get the most devastating news of your life.
It was like a trance the city of LA put you into.
The city of angels.
“You look deep in thought.” The velvety voice of the boy who the house belonged to piped in.
You turned and saw Vinnie resting against the sliding door of the balcony. His hands were in the pockets of his swim trunks whilst he had an unbuttoned linen shirt barely converting his ink filled torso.
“I’m always deep in thought Vinne, you know that.” A small huff left your plump lips as you turned and said that.
“I know but especially today.” He explained whilst walking over to dip his feet in the pool, “Is LA freaking you out? I felt like that for the first year I was here.”
He always did that. Trying to figure out what made you uncomfortable and trying to fix that. He was always kind like that.
“No Vin, it’s everything. It’s so weird. You left Seattle as a scared boy and now you seem like someone I’d see plastered on magazines talking about how many girls he sleeps with in a year.” The crude stereotype aside, Vinnie laughed at your remark.
“I’m still the same guy, you know that.” He said and continued a second later, “Besides, look at you. You're like a different person.”
It was your turn to laugh now, “You can come in you know that? It’s like you're trying to stay away from me.”
He smiled, “Thanks for the invite into my own pool.”
Despite the sarcasm he took his shirt off and entered the pool, walking over to where you were floating.
He towered over you.
“I don’t think I’ve changed that much.” You toyed with your bikini strap, “I’m still the same anxious girl you met.”
His hands rested on your waist, “Sure, but you're more confident, you're more talkative, plus you look so different.”
It’s quiet until Vinnie breaks the silence again.
“I kept checking on your Instagram now and again. You seem happier.” You both know what he means when he says that.
“I am. Moving out of Seattle was hard but in the grand scheme of things I couldn’t stay there after you left, it felt empty.” You tell him as he pushes a strand of hair away from your face.
“M’ sorry, I had to leave but my biggest regret is that you couldn’t have come with me.”
You laugh pulling away from him and turing back around, facing the city again, leaning over the edge of the pool.
“Even if you have asked I wouldn’t have come. I love you Vin, but I was always was gonna go to university. You were the unconventional one out of the 2 of us.” You sigh pulling you hair to one side and playing with the ends, a sort of nervous tick you developed after your first months in university.
“I know.” He breathes out, “That’s why I didn’t ask but a part of me always hoped you would come.”
He comes closer to you, his hands wrap around your waist and now your back is hitting his chest. His head practically rests on top of yours.
You nearly start crying.
You don’t know why.
“You think anyone down there is going through the same thing were going through?” It’s a dumb question on your part but you like talking to the blond.
“Are any of them dealing with 2 friends you love each other and have been apart for so long that they don’t know what to do,” He pauses, “Also one of them if famous and the other is the most amazing person on earth? Nah I don’t think so.”
“Mhm that makes sense.”
It goes quiet again.
The wind rustles against the palm trees and if you really focused your ears you could hear the waves crashing along the shore.
“You keep tabs on my insta?” You ask with a smile creeping up on your face
He smiles him self letting a huff of laughter out, “Yeah, I was hoping you forgot I said that.”
“Why, whatd’ya see on there?” Another dumb question, you know exactly what he saw on there.
“You look happier, also you have new friends, ones I would like to meet,” His heart skips a beat, “Also y’know that guys on there.”
You laugh internally and turn around so you can see his face.
“Their some of my friends, I think you would like them.” You know he wouldn’t.
“What about Tyler?”
Your ex-boyfriend, the one you meet during finals week of your sophomore year. You had dated for nearly 9 months before you broke it off.
It wasn’t anything serious, he didn’t cheat, he didn’t lie- your lives were too different and you both knew that.
It was a mutual decision but Vinnie didn’t care. Anyone the broke up with you or even hurt you in anyways was evil in his eyes, how anyone could do that to you, he couldn’t explain to himself.
“Tyler’s Tyler it doesn’t matter.”
He blinks at you.
“What you want me to bring up all the girls your rumored to be dating?”
“Fuck off you know that isn’t the same thing. Half of those girls I only follow on tiktok and I haven’t been in a single committed relationship with any of them… Why the fuck did I find out about your long term relationship over fucking INSTAGRAM, I’m your best friend what hell?”
He steps back, with his hands in the air like he’s being accused of something.
“I don’t know Vin I just didn’t know how to tell you, everything was too much. I was so worried what you were gonna think and then it got to late. I felt like there was no point in telling you-”
You ramble and he cuts you off.
“It’s fine, breathe pretty girl, just relax, I’m right here.”
He pulls you closer to him and the moment you look into his eyes that calming effect he has on you just corses through your body.
Something just clicks inside the both of you and he’s kissing you so gently it’s like hes afraid of breaking you.
His lips slot perfectly into your’s, it’s like you were made for him, his hands fall onto your ass as he pulls you closer, his eyebrows are knitted together in focus and he’s holding you as if he’s afraid to lose you.
It feels so fucking right.
You the one that pulls him harder into you, your hands tangle into his hair, deepening the kiss.
Your nails rake the back of his neck and he hums in content.
Your the one that pulls back, a trail of saliva linking the 2 of you and he looks at you so intently as if he’s studying you.
“Your so beautiful. I don’t think I tell you that enough.” And his lips are back on yours.
Your the one who pulls the strings of your bikini of and his lifting you up so your flush against his body, most likely so he can feel your tits pressed up against his chest.
He’s grining in the kiss, as his hands grope your thighs and ass trailing up towards your hips. His hands are all over you and your ecstatic they are.
“More” you whisper into the kiss like it’s a secret only the two of you can share or else yoru lives would ruin.
“Please Vinnie I’m begging you.” You know your not telling him what you wnat but you pray he’ll save some of the embarrassment for you.
“Tell me what you want, I’ll do anything for you.” It’s like a prayer or promise of worship.
“Fuck me please, do whatever you want, I just need you.” It’s desperate and it turns Vinnie on so much more.
His fingers link around the straps of your bottoms and he pulls the down, your fully nude under him as he fiddles with his own shorts.
Your legs link around him as he slowly slides his dick in letting you get used to the size if anything.
You head falls onto his shoulders as you sigh out, your eyebrows knit and you nearly loose your shit.
He feels so much bigger than anyone else you’ve ever had sex with and your entire body feels like its getting shocked.
The sensation to crynearly hits you before you pull your self together, latching you lips onto Vinnie’s neck as he starts to move you.
It’sa rhythmic pace and it’s a kind one faring his size but you want more. You’ve waited years for this and you want more than him just being kind.
“Vinnieee,” It comes out as a needy whine as you cry out his name, “More, harder, anything just please needa feel you everywhere.”
You ramble but he knows what you want. He knows your body, he knows you better than you know yourself.
His pace speeds up and he tries to keep kissing your but you keep writhing. He finds it adorable but your trying not to cum as quick to draw this out.
You wanna feel him everywhere, you wanna be able to only see him.
“Vin,” You words are loosing power as he keeps thrusting into you, your thighs are sore and your mind is clouded with the thought of yoru impending orgasm.
“Choke me please, need to feel you.” His pace falters as he tries to grapple with what you just admitted to him.
The look on your face proves your not joking but he swears he nearly came just by the sentence alone.
His dick twitches inside you as his hands wrap around the base of your neck, he pulls yoru face up and you look into his eyes.
You look drunk and delrious and he wants you to have his kids right there on the spot.
He can’t even tell you what it is, he’s just so much more in love with you.
As his hands add pressure your hands comes to weakly wrap around his, not realy doing anything, just an unorthodox way of holding hands.
Your sense are flooded with just, Vinnie.
The same boy practically trained to teach you how to breathe when your mind rabbles, cutting your breathe off, and the way he looks while doing it.
His pupils are blown out and his face looks like a mix of lust and love. The whole scene out of a porno but even his eyes can’t hide how deeply he’s in love with you.
When he lets your neck go you inhale so deeply you nearly start coughing and he pulls you closer to him as his thrusts become sporadic.
Your forehead rests against his as you both cum, nearly blacking out as your vision goes white.
Your panting as he puts you down on the edge of the pool as he finds you a towl and the rest of your clothes floating around in the pool.
You end up in the bath making sure the get the chlorine off and the residues of sex off the both of you.
Your lying ontop of his as his hands rake through your hair.
“Just breathe baby we’ll take about it tomorrow.” And thats what you do, breathing to the sund of his heartbeats.
i know this ain’t my normal sturniolo content but like i would let vinnie hacker run me over 148 times with a semi truck and id pay for my own medical bills
May is mental health awareness month, and this is me asking to stop all the drama for this month and here on out. We are all tired of it and use this place as an escape. Let’s just be happy and vibe. You don’t have to like everyone but we all should be able to be cordial!!
yall i work the next 8 days and im on day 2 fr fr BUT i will try to see what i can do ab back in the day part 2, i have ideas but i think ima just go with the flow honestly
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