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@angeliccforest
introduction
maeve. brunette. bisexual. brown eyes. sturniolo fan since 2021. i love forests. taken. matcha. mcdonald’s. music. vintage clothing. jellycats. outerbanks. netflix. daniel caesar. tiktok. ranting. smiling. #ilovemybf. tanktops with sweats. walking. calling my friends. singing. painting. nails.
matt
chris
skater!chris x sketcher!bella pt 1
skater!chris x sketcher!bella pt 2
nick
nathan
multi
🌲 currently listening to …
who knows - daniel caesar
sketcher!chris x sketcher!bella
the rain had been coming down since noon.
chris and bella were supposed to spend the day at the skate park, but instead they were stuck at his house while the rain smacked against the windows.
“this sucks,” chris groaned, flopping onto the couch dramatically.
bella looked up from the puzzle she was working on. “you've said that like... eight times.”
“because it still sucks.”
“try nine.”
he grabbed one of the throw pillows and lightly tossed it at her.
she caught it with one hand without even looking.
“rude.”
“i barely threw it.”
“still rude.”
he smiled to himself.
it was weird how she made boring days feel... not boring.
later that evening, nick and matt left to grab food, leaving the house surprisingly quiet.
bella was curled up under a fuzzy blanket watching some random movie she'd barely been paying attention to.
chris walked into the living room with two mugs of hot chocolate.
“delivery for the prettiest girl i've ever seen.”
she smiled. “that's cheesy.”
“worked though.”
“...yeah.”
he handed her the mug before sitting beside her.
she rested her head on his shoulder automatically.
he kissed the top of her head without thinking.
everything felt... easy.
comfortable.
safe.
until bella's phone buzzed.
she glanced at it.
her smile disappeared.
chris noticed immediately.
“everything okay?”
“yeah.”
he knew that "yeah."
it never actually meant yeah.
“bells.”
she stared at the screen for another few seconds before locking it.
“my mom.”
he stayed quiet.
“she wants me to come back home.”
“...okay?”
bella let out a shaky breath.
“she said maybe staying away would make everyone happier.”
the room felt heavy.
chris frowned.
“what?”
“it's not new,” she mumbled. “she says stuff like that when she's mad.”
he looked at her like she'd just spoken another language.
“bella... that's not normal.”
she shrugged, but her eyes were glossy now.
“i'm kinda used to it.”
that somehow made it worse.
chris reached over and took her hand.
“look at me.”
she did.
“none of that is true.”
she tried to smile.
“seriously.”
“i know.”
“no.” he squeezed her hand gently. “i don't think you do.”
she stayed quiet.
“bella... you make every room better just by walking into it.”
she blinked.
“you make me happier. you make my brothers happier. literally everyone likes having you around.”
a tear slipped down her cheek before she could stop it.
“don't cry,” he whispered, brushing it away with his thumb.
“i'm trying.”
“you're allowed to.”
she laughed through the tears.
“that wasn't very convincing.”
“i never said i was good at comforting people.”
“you're doing okay.”
“just okay?”
“...pretty good.”
“that's better.”
she ended up crying into his hoodie anyway.
not loud.
just quiet little sniffles while he wrapped both arms around her.
he rubbed slow circles on her back.
“you're stuck with me, y'know.”
“yeah?”
“yeah.”
“what if you get sick of me?”
he pulled back just enough to look at her.
“bella.”
“hm?”
“i literally choose you every day.”
she felt her chest tighten.
“every single day.”
“even when i'm sad?”
“especially then.”
“even when i'm annoying?”
he laughed.
“you're not annoying.”
“i can be.”
“still choosing you.”
“what if—”
“bella.”
she looked up.
“there isn't a version of you that makes me stop caring.”
her eyes filled again.
“seriously?”
“seriously.”
she buried her face back into his chest.
“thank you.”
he rested his chin on her head.
“don't thank me for telling the truth.”
when nick and matt came back, they found the two of them asleep on the couch.
bella was tucked under chris's hoodie because she'd gotten cold somehow.
his arm was wrapped around her waist.
her hand was still holding onto his hoodie like she'd been afraid he'd disappear if she let go.
nick smiled.
“they're disgustingly cute.”
matt quietly threw another blanket over both of them.
“don't wake 'em.”
the rain kept falling outside.
but inside, everything finally felt a little warmer.
YEOOOO HI SORRY FOR GHOSTING U GUYS FOR A BIT (yes i know im not that famous i need to lower my ego)
YEOOOOO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING I FORGOT ABT TUMBLR LWK… IVE BEEN FOCUSING MORE ON MY RLS & MY SOCIAL LIFE 😭😭💔 IM GONNA POST A NEWWW PART OF SKETCHER!BELLA X SKATER!CHRIS IN A BITTTTTTT
i like fanfictions that tickle and trigger me in a angsty way so maybe thats my problem
i be the most sweetest, innocent girl at school, then go home to read the most vile fanfics.
#stayfreakyig
Matt is such a precious human being like pls tell me yall get it
One of his hugs would probably heal me like I’ll never stop saying it
⟢ A T T E N T I O N ! ! ⟢ A T T E N T I O N ! ! ⟢ A T T E N T I O N ! !
goal: sturnblr is in desperate need of a revival and it is going to take all of us participating to pull it off. to kick start this revival, you are encouraged to be active and contribute to sturnblr on saturday, april 25 throughout the day.
instructions: anything you post that day should use the tag #sturniolosaturday the intention is that we can reuse the tag over and over again. this saturday is just the first of many more to come. I am also hoping I create this far enough in advance to allow people enough time to create something for the event!
details: participating can look different for everyone! if you are a writer, write fics, blurbs, one shots or drabbles. gif makers and photo/video editors, do your thing! if you are a reader, you can like, reply, comment, and reblog posts. everyone has something they can do to participate in this revival. you can also interact with your favorite moots or bloggers by sending them asks (anonymously or not!) it's amazing how much one ask can make someones day. make new friends, rekindle old friendships, & show your favorite writers and creators some love.
the most important part is that you stay active, reblog things and interact with others on sturnblr. reblog this post if you intend on participating and to spread the word!
Sturnblr is so dead i keep getting posts from summer 2025 💔 what are u doing guys we’re all young hoes WE have to GET TF UP WE CANT END THIS
I think sketcher autocorrected lol sorry
its okay !!
you should make a little fragrance moodboard! like what would Chris and Stella be as scent notes hehe
it’s chris and sketcher/ or preferably bella! but of course!! i was also thinking of doing a mood board for them <3
🌲 currently listening to … an eater - matt martians
skater!chris x sketcher!bella
chris sturniolo was the type of guy everyone noticed without him even trying.
messy curls peeking out from under his beanie, oversized hoodie, beat up vans, and his skateboard basically glued to his hand. he was always at the skate park after school, music blasting in one ear, laughing with his brothers or just zoning out while practicing tricks like nothing else existed.
bella freeland was different.
not in a loud way. more like the kind of pretty you notice slowly. she kept to herself mostly, always with her headphones on, sitting on the edge of the park doing homework or sketching in this worn out notebook she carried everywhere.
chris noticed her before they ever talked.
she’d been showing up for like a week straight, same spot, same quiet energy. he tried not to stare but,yeah, he definitely did.
“bro, you’re literally missing tricks ‘cause of her,” matt said one day, snickering.
“shut up,” chris muttered, pushing off on his board again,but he still glanced over.
bella looked up for a second.
their eyes met.
she quickly looked back down at her
notebook, but there was the tiniest smile on her lips.
yeah. chris was done for.
it happened on a random tuesday.
bella was walking past the ramps when chris tried to land a trick, failed, and the board shot straight toward her.
“shit! watch out!”
she jumped back, the board stopping right at her shoes.
they both froze for a second.
then she laughed. like, actually laughed.
“nice aim,” she said, pushing the board back toward him with her foot.
chris scratched the back of his neck, a little embarrassed. “yeah, totally planned that.”
she raised an eyebrow. “obviously.”
there was a pause.
“you come here a lot,” he said, instantly cringing at himself. smooth, chris. really smooth.
bella shrugged, hugging her notebook closer. “it’s quiet. kinda.”
he smiled a little. “you think this is quiet?”
“compared to my house? yeah.”
something about the way she said it made him not ask more.
instead, he nodded. “fair.”
another pause. but it wasn’t awkward. just a pause
“i’m chris, by the way.”
“bella.”
he repeated it like he was testing it. “bella.”
she smiled again, a little bigger this time.
after that, it just kinda happened.
she started sitting closer to where he skated.
he’d take breaks and sit next to her, both of them sharing earbuds, passing his phone back and forth to show songs
sometimes she’d sketch while he talked about random stuff: his brothers, dumb stories, things that didn’t really matter but somehow felt important when he told her.
“you never showed me your drawings,” he said one day, leaning over to peek.
she pulled the notebook away fast. “nope.”
“why not?”
“because they’re not finished.”
“lemme see the unfinished ones.”
“chris.”
“bella.”
she rolled her eyes but laughed, eventually handing it over.
he flipped through the pages, quiet for once.
there were sketches of the park. people.
random little details.
and then.
him.
multiple times.
him miss trick,him sitting down, head tilted back laughing. him messing with his hair.
he looked up at her, surprised.
“you drew me?”
bella’s cheeks went a little pink. “you move a lot. it’s annoying.”
he grinned. “so you’ve been staring at me.”
“don’t make it weird.”
“too late.”
but his voice was softer now.
he handed the notebook back carefully, like it mattered.
“they’re really good,” he said. “like… actually.”
she looked at him for a second, like she was trying to figure out if he meant it.
he did.
one evening, the sun was setting, painting everything orange and gold.
chris was laying back on the ramp, bella sitting next to him, their shoulders touching.
“you ever think about leaving?” she asked quietly.
“leaving where?”
“here. everything.”
he shrugged, staring at the sky. “sometimes. but like… i got my brothers. this place. it’s kinda all i know.”
she nodded.
“you?”
she hesitated. “yeah. a lot.”
he turned his head to look at her.
“then don’t go alone,” he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
bella blinked. “what?”
“if you leave,” he said, sitting up a little, “take me with you.”
she let out a small laugh. “you don’t even know where i’d go.”
“doesn’t matter.”
their eyes met again.
this time, neither of them looked away.
“you’re weird,” she said softly.
he smiled. “yeah. but you like it.”
she didn’t answer.
but she didn’t need to.
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hi first fanfic on here
"the sturniolos support what's going on in america right now they haven't given a single sign that they don't"
"the sturniolos are ugly now, 2021 was their prime"
"the sturniolos fell off their content isn't even good anymore"
"the sturniolos said they were gonna post less to improve content quality and relationships, they haven't even done that."
are you ever gonna stop fucking complaining.
