[ariestrxsh]

𖹭 ᴀʀɪᴇꜱ 𖹭 ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ 𖹭 ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ 𖹭 ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ɴɪᴄᴋ ᴇɴᴛʜᴜꜱɪᴀꜱᴛ 𖹭

⊹ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ⊹ ᴍᴀʀᴀᴛʜᴏɴꜱ ⊹ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀꜱᴇꜱ ⊹ ᴛᴀɢ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇ ⊹ ᴅɪɢɪᴛᴀʟ ᴀʀᴛ ⊹ ᴀɴᴏɴꜱ ⊹ ʙᴏᴛꜱ ⊹ ᴍʏ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ⊹ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ꜰɪᴄ ⊹

𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: @submattsmxmmy

𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚢 : @droideplane, @uzmacchiato, @omi-resources

[submattsmxmmy]

What are step bro chris and step sis reader doing?

SUNDAY, 9:00 p.m. 🕘

Reader just took an everything shower, and now she's laid up in bed in her bathrobe. She's laying on her stomach, kicking her feet behind her with a giddy smile on her face, her journal splayed out in front of her. She's writing about Chris, of course, using one of those cute pens with a poofy ball on the end.

Chris just got home from playing basketball with his friends. He lazily kicks off his Nike's in the walkway, throws his ball on the couch despite how many times his mom has asked him not to leave it there, and carelessly tosses his keys onto the coffee table before bounding up the stairs. He passes by his stepsister's room on the way to his, pausing in her doorway, curious to see what she's up to. Her gaze flicks up at him.

"What the hell do you want?" She scoffs, trying to pretend she's annoyed and acting like she isn't writing in her journal about how good the sex they had was last night.

"I mean some head and a dime bag would be nice," he smirks, inviting himself into her bedroom and collapsing down on her mattress right beside her.

She blocks the page she's writing on with the cover of her journal, glaring over at Chris. "I just washed my sheets. Get your stinky feet off. Now!"

"You writin' about me?" He teases her, nudging her in the arm as he leans over to read what she's written.

"Wow! You can read," she sarcastically responds.

Chris snatches her journal from her grasp. "Lemme see."

"Chris!" She screams, practically climbing on top of him to get her journal back. "Give it back!"

Chris keeps reading her diary entry, secretly getting hard as she wrestles him to retrieve it. "Yeah? You liked it when I choked you and called you my little fuck toy last night?" He asks, referencing what was written on the page.

"Chris, that's private," she snarks back, her face turning bright red as she finally grabs it out of his hands.

Chris pins her down to her mattress in one swift motion, overpowering her. "Gettin' all shy? You weren't shy last night." He starts to gently kiss the side of her neck.

"Shut up," she weakly says, giving him a little pout.

He runs his fingertips along the outside of her thigh, raising his eyebrows. "You shaved," he observes, caressing her soft skin.

She tips her head back, glancing at her door that Chris left wide open, her heart hammering in her ribcage. "Chris. What if someone walks in on us?"

He continues kissing down her collarbone and her chest, mumbling against her skin, "Makes it more fun that way, don't ya think?"

[ariestrxsh]

What would be stepbro Chris's reaction to stepsis reader pranking him that she got his name tatted on her?

I love this ask so much! I thought it would be more fun/easier to portray in a text thread rather than writing a blurb or just explaining his reaction. Thanks for the inspo! ✨️

[ariestrxsh]

Does anyone know want the triplets mom and dad do?

I feel like I remember them mentioning their mom was a teacher at the school they went to! Can't remember what their dad does though.

[ariestrxsh]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSXx3GeEP/ i swear hes literally me 😭

-🐱

I adore him. He's precious. 💞

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTAe5VnGm/ this just did it. gotta go tell my therapist goodbye atp

So cinematic (cine-matt-ic) 💖

[ariestrxsh]

kinky dividers (purple) requested by @courta13 💜 free to use / no credit needed

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I love that Matt's a writer, and I love his hands. 💖

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pls give us pool boy fic 🥲🥲🥲

So unfortunately, I work all damn day today, and I only have about half of it written. 💔

But here is a sneak peak of what's to come (probably Tuesday at the earliest based on my schedule).

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chris is so so HOTTTT

He really is. I can't stop touching myself to him. 💔

[vxnitra]

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Sweet angel baby. 🫶💞

I'm so proud of him for how far he's come.

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Chris has been so hot lately, like, GUYS!! I could spend the whole day stuck in a room with him letting him play his slut for HOURS🫡🫡🫡 (Sorry, my ovulation is screaming)

Don't even worry. I'm not even ovulating, and I feel the same exact way. He's been looking LETHAL lately. Like please. Just give me 24 hours in a room alone with him.

[ariestrxsh]

HIIIII

HELLO 💖

[submattsmxmmy]

「 stepbro!chris 」 "the picture"

ⓘ stepbro!chris x stepsis!reader, STEPCEST (DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ), brat taming, jealousy, degradation, humiliation, spanking, fingering, ruined orgasm :(, almost getting caught

based off this request 𖹭

dividers by @/chrisredfieldsfattie

"D'ya think I'm a bitch?" Chris gruffed, glaring at you with jealousy and rage as he slammed his hands down on the kitchen table where you were absorbed in your book. Startled by the sound and vibration, you jumped.

"Maybe," you teased him, the corner of your lip twitching into a playful smirk as you brought your gaze up from the words on the page to his very unamused and rather pissed off expression.

"Ain't messin' around here, kid. Ya must really take me for a bitch, because you've really outdone yourself this time."

"Chris, what the hell are you talking about?" You furrowed your brow in genuine confusion.

You'd obviously ticked him off, but what else is new, you thought to yourself. At least he looked sexy when he was mad, his flared nostrils, his tensed jaw, and the veins in his hands more prominent than usual. You bit down on your lip, your gaze dancing over him.

"This is what I'm talkin' about," he said, pulling his phone out of his pocket and setting it down in front of you. It was a rather suggestive photo of yourself that you'd taken a couple weeks prior.

"How the hell did you get that picture?" You snarked back, doing your best to keep your voice lowered as to not disturb your parents one room over.

"You sent it to Kyle. Whore." He didn't take his intense blue eyes off you for one second.

Kyle was one of Chris' buddies. One he hung out with regularly. You knew he wouldn't be happy when he found out that you occasionally sext him and send him revealing pictures.

A devious grin curled on your lips despite your attempts to hold it back. "So?" You cocked an eyebrow. "We're not official. I can do whatever I want."

"Not with my friends. Y'know how I feel about that shit."

"It's not like I signed a contract or anything," you shrugged. "I can send whatever I want to whoever I want."

His jaw twitched in irritation. "The fuck you can," he replied in a low raspy voice. "You're so used to gettin' your way, aren't ya? Ya little brat."

You batted your eyelashes, feigning an innocent little smile before you turned your attention back to the page you were reading.

Chris snatched your book right out of your hands, slamming it shut and leaning down so that his face was only inches from yours. "Did you fuck him?" He searched your expression for signs that you may be lying before you even answered his question.

You stared back blankly, crossing your arms over your chest, the silence hanging in the air between the two of you as you let him sweat a little.

"No," you finally answered, breaking the tension.

His eyes dropped to your lips, his tongue darting out to wet his own, his jeans growing tighter. He hated that the thought of you helping yourself to one of his friends turned him on a little.

"Do you want to?" He interrogated, immediately regretting the question as soon as it slipped out of his mouth.

You caught your bottom lip between your teeth, your expression softening. "Maybe a little bit," you admitted. It wasn't your fault Chris wouldn't commit to you and had hot friends.

"Oh, you little slut," he growled through clenched teeth as he wrapped his fingers around your throat, pulling you to your feet. "Up. Now."

You rolled your eyes, rising to your feet, obeying him but still giving him that same obnoxious attitude.

"Show me your texts with him. Now."

You took your time, picking your phone up off the table, unlocking it, and pretending to scroll through your messages, your thumb nail tapping against the screen as you stalled. "I mean, I don't know if you really wanna see..."

"Quit wastin' my time and show me your texts with him, dammit," Chris snarled, ripping your phone from your fingers. He narrowed his gaze, tensing his jaw even more when he saw what his contact in your phone was. His name with an eggplant and a tongue emoji.

Your text thread with him was at the very top. You'd messaged him today.

Chris braced himself as he scrolled up, a look of contempt on his face as he skimmed through the texts. They were incredibly flirty to say the least, practically throwing yourself at him. You'd sent him other pictures of yourself as well. Nothing too revealing, but revealing enough.

He stopped when he came across a rather incriminating text from Kyle that read: "I miss your mouth."

"Why the hell would he say that, huh?" Chris wondered aloud, flipping your phone around to show you what he was talking about.

You shrugged, playing dumb and avoiding eye contact.

"Oh, hell no," Chris responded, backing you up against the edge of the kitchen table. "Tell me right now."

"Well, you asked if I fucked him. Not if I sucked him off," you answered smugly.

Chris let out a disappointed sigh that the whole house could hear, shooting daggers at you with his eyes. "You've gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me," he snapped at you, raising his voice a bit.

"Hey, quit bickering in there! We're trying to enjoy our show!" Your dad called out over his shoulder from where he was on the couch.

"Chris, honey, watch your mouth and be nice to your stepsister," his mom added.

Chris glanced back down at your phone, continuing to scroll up through the messages, his heart pounding in his chest as adrenaline raced through his veins. "You're such a little slut," he mumbled under his breath as he read the things you'd sent to his friend, telling him how hot he was, how bad you wanted him to fill you up, and even telling him when you were touching yourself.

He practically threw your phone at you, making a disgusted face when he'd come across a nude of his own friend. "Jesus!" Chris yelled in a whisper, not wanting to call more attention to the situation. "He sent you a picture of his dick?"

You giggled and shrugged. "I tried to tell you that you probably didn't wanna see our texts..."

"That's it," he rasped under his breath. "Turn around. Bend over. Now."

You listened, spinning around, leaning over the kitchen table, and glancing back at Chris over your shoulder with your big doe eyes. "I didn't do anything wrong," you protested.

You could feel Chris slowly lifting the hem of your skirt as he scoffed. "All you do is the wrong shit."

You peeked back into the living room where the backs of your parents' heads were turned to you, completely entranced by whatever was playing across the screen, unaware that you and Chris were still bickering, as they'd say.

Chris' palm rubbed slow circles over your exposed bottom before he gave you a swift slap. Your eyes widened in shock. He did it again, drawing his arm back and watching the flesh ripple under the weight of his smack.

Your parents didn't budge, too caught up in their show, their backs to you still.

"Filthy little whore," Chris whispered, his middle finger tracing your plump pussy through your panties that were already soaked with your arousal. Your jaw dropped, and you reached up to cover your mouth as Chris pushed past the material, breaching your entrance.

He didn't waste any time, roughly pistoning his finger in and out of your eager hole as you clawed at the wood beneath you with your free hand while you kept the other cupped over your mouth, faint moans and whimpers spilling out nonetheless.

"Shhh. Don't you dare get us caught," Chris hushed you, adding a second finger, his hard cock throbbing against your bare ass through his jeans. Your eyes rolled back in your head, your knees weakening beneath you.

Chris relentlessly continued, his eyes occasionally flicking up to make sure his mom and your dad weren't catching onto to what was going on behind them, the thrill of being caught adding an extra layer to the encounter.

"Gonna ruin this pussy so good that Kyle's not even gonna want it," Chris commented in a low, rough voice that only you could hear.

Your vision started to blur, your muffled sounds vibrating against your palm. You were so close, your pussy fluttering around Chris' fingers as he drove them into you faster. Harder. You felt the knot in your stomach pulling tighter, your impending orgasm brewing deep in your core.

"I think that's enough of that," Chris chuckled. Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers from your heat, and you clamped your hand down over your mouth even tighter to conceal your defeated yelp.

You whipped your head around, tears pricking the corners of your eyes at the loss of sensation. You stared back at him, your expression steeped in desperation. "Chris. Please," you begged in a quiet voice.

He stared down at you with a contemptuous smile and a dark look in his eye. "Y'think ya get to cum after all that? Nah, we're gonna go upstairs, and you're gonna show me exactly how you sucked off my friend, hmm?"

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stepbro!chris is back 👅

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Just gonna leave this here ;)

He's so handsome and so pretty at the same time. 👅

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everyone being all shocked that matt knows about tumblr, but i know that freak is on here lurking, and enjoying the thirst we have. he’s probably reading all of it, and stroking to himself 😩😩

GOD I HOPE HE DOES.

But in all seriousness, I hope he's seen my account or read a fic of mine about him. 🤭 I kind of doubt it, but I do have a feeling that he KNOWS he's hot, and on some level, I'm sure that he likes how many women wanna fuck him.

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i love twitter for the porn, but not the triplets. it’s either incest of hate. also i know nicks gay, but how are you gonna call matt and chris performative for the matcha, but not nick? idgaf it’s so dumb to me.

the only difference in the three is that he’s gay, and they’re not, so that somehow makes him less/not performative. i’m also not saying that any of them are performative for the video, bc i don’t know yet since i haven’t even watched last weeks yet.

😭😭 The porn thing is frying me. Lol. You're so real for that.

How is anyone gonna call them performative when they tried it for a video and didn't even like it? 🤣

Matt literally said the drink tastes like grass, and that they use all the flavors to cover up the taste and make everyone think it's good. (I literally agree with him btw we sell unsweetened matcha at my work and it literally tastes like a lawn mower after it rains - no offense to matcha lovers.)

A performative male would totally lie and say he likes the taste of matcha specifically to get into a girl's pants. Lmao. So they're just wrong about Matt and Chris.

I guess they wouldn't say that about Nick bc he wouldn't even be trying to get into a girl's pants, but still. Why does everyone hate them so much for such unproblematic and unserious reasons?