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in which. . .you and chris know there will be no relationship after september 1st
warnings: smut, angst, p in v, fingering, crying, non established relationship
wc: 0.4k
ONE DIRECTION EVENT. . .fic #1
chris gnawed at his lip, watching you pack your suitcases. everything in him was screaming at him to interrupt you, but he knew he couldn't. his life was here, on the island, and yours was states away. your back was turned to him as you threw your bikinis into your suitcase, tears rolling down your cheeks.
you had dreaded spending the summer in nantucket with your grandmother and had practically counted down the days until your return, but then...you had met chris. chris who you had spent all summer with, spending days on the beach and nights tangled in the sheets.
"i wish i didn't have to go." you croaked, turning to him and wiping your eyes.
"i know," chris mumbled. "i know. long distance just isn't feasible, babe. i want you to focus on your education."
you knew he was right. you were going into your junior year of college, the turning point of your adult life, but that knowledge didn't make this any easier. "i know. i'm gonna miss you." you whispered, abandoning your suitcase and crawling into his lap.
"can i show you that you're always gonna be mine one last time?" chris asked gently, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear.
you nodded quickly. as painful as it was going to be, you wanted to memorize every inch of chris while you still had the chance. chris smirked, kissing you again as his hand snuck towards your clothed pussy, rubbing gentle circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves.
before you knew it, he was pulling your panties to the side, fingers grazing over your damp slit. chris smiled at you as you sat on his lap, face buried in his shoulder to conceal your whimpers.
"want you in me." you murmured softly, tangling your fingers in chris' brown curls.
chris smiled, laying you back on the bed. "wanna make the last time just like the first time?' he whispered.
you moaned as chris removed your shorts and panties, before moving to get a condom out of the box you had kept on your nightstand. he stroked himself a few times before rolling it on and thrusting into you without another warning.
just like the first time you'd had sex, chris buried himself to the hilt, tip kissing your cervix. you whimpered at the stretch, but before long, you were bucking your hips to meet his as he fucked you.
"so fuckin' wet, baby. 'm gonna miss you so much." chris hummed huskily in your ear."
as he spoke, you couldn't help the tears that rolled down your cheeks. chris was perfect for you; as a boyfriend, in bed, and just all around. but he lived here...and you didn't.
and for the rest of the night, it went just like that. orgasm after orgasm crashed over you both until you were sweaty, exhausted heaps on the bed. you fell asleep in each other's arm, trying to wish away tomorrow.
ᯓ★ in which matt meets you at a bar and realizes you'e what he's been looking for 🌀 part of my writing marathon!
warnings: smut, p in v, bathroom sex, mentions of alcohol, boob play, dirty talk, hickey giving (m)
wc: 0.8k
matt sighed, taking the last sip of his beer before tossing the can into a nearby trashcan. he'd been talked into coming to some dingy dive bar with nick and chris, and now he was regretting it. despite the people talking, laughing, and dancing and they body heat it created, matt felt. . .alone. LA felt cold and barren when you were watching other people have fun with their friends while you seemingly couldn't do that.
the brunette turned to his side when he felt a brush against his shoulder to see you standing there. you were just a bit shorter than him, and your wrinkled nose was oddly cute, but matt wondered why on earth some random stranger was just poking his shoulder.
"are you okay?" you asked. "you look sad."
matt bit his lip. "i'm fine." he yelled back over the music.
"well, someone's that's "fine" doesn't just stand around at the bar with their hands in their pockets."
he couldn't argue with that logic. "what's your name?" matt asked you.
you giggled, telling matt your name as you two moved through the crowd to a quieter corner. the two of you instantly clicked, and the minutes flew by as you made conversation, matt becoming more animated and you having finished your entire drink.
"i really wanna kiss you," you hummed, looking up at him. "i hate how you're living and i think i could change that." you didn't know where your sudden burst of confidence had come from, but matt's plump, pink lips were calling your name.
"well then, go ahead." matt told you, brushing his thumb over your jaw as a coy smirk appeared on his face.
you didn't need to be told twice; you gently pushed matt so that his back was against the cinderblock wall, your lips crashing into his own. he tasted slightly like beer and peppermints, and it was a taste you wanted to bottle up and hold close.
within a few minutes, matt decided that simpy having you like this wasn't enough for him. the brunette took your hand, pulling you into the closest single-stall bathroom that was open.
"shit," he groaned, pinning you against the door. "couldn't take another second of you standin' there with those pretty eyes and not doing anything about it." he murmured, suckling the sweet spot behind your ear.
you whined, clenching your thighs together. "fuck, matt."
matt continued kissing your neck, leaving blooming marks that you were sure would be full on hickeys tomorrow morning. "you don't know how much you just made my night, pretty girl." he told you, starting to massage your nipples over your shirt. his plan had been originally to tell chris and nick that he was getting an uber and going back home to watch gravity falls. now, here he was, hoping a girl he met at the bar would tell him it's too late to drive.
"fuck me hard." you graoned, tangling your fingers in matt's hair.
matt just nodded, dipping his head from your neck to your breasts, pulling the neckline of your shirt down and running his tongue along one of your pebbled nipples. the sensation went straight to your core, adding to the wetness in your panties. as he played with your boobs, you wrapped your legs around matt's waist, grinding against his boner.
"'m gonna fuck that little cunt so hard that you won't fuckin' forget this night, yeah?" matt whispered huskily into your ear, gently moving away from you for a moment to pull a condom from his wallet.
he pulled his jeans and boxers down around his mid-thighs before stroking himself a few times, rolling the condom on. by the time matt lifted your small dress and dropped your panties, you were soaked.
"shit!" you squealed as matt thrusted into your wet cunt. "so big. . ." you moaned.
matt smirked at that, bucking his hips up to yours as he held you fast against the door. "yeah? you like takin' my big dick in a seedy bar bathroom?"
you nodded quickly, moaning as matt's tip hit your cervix. he was bigger than any guy you'd been with before, and the stretch was deliciously painful. within a minute you were already close to orgasming, the knot building in your lower belly.
"'m gonna cum, matt." you whimpered as he fucked you senselessly, your bodies making filthy pounding sounds against the door.
matt nodded, knowing his own climax was close. before long, your fucked out pussy was clenching around matt's dick, making you want to scream despite matt's hand clapped over your mouth. moments after your orgasm came matt's, his load of cum filling the condom.
"dear god," he grunted. "you feel so good."
you blushed, panting softly as the two of you moved to clean up. you couldn't believe you'd just had the best sex of your life in a bar bathroom, but you weren't mad about it.
"you know. . ." you started. "i don't usually do this, but um, would you maybe wanna come back to mine?" you questioned.
matt smirked, wrapping an arm around your lower waist. "i thought you'd never ask."
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬. ⋆˚꩜。: WOWWWWWW ONE WRITING MARATHON IN THE BOOKS!! thank you to everyone who supported this marathon, i appreciate you! i gained over 300 followers throughout this event, which is absolutely insane. i love you all and can't wait to bring you more writing >.< friendly reminder that writing marathon inspiration goes to @delilahsturniolo!!
in which. . .you and matt have an on-again, off-again friends with benefits arrangement, but a post you make on tumblr threatens to derail it all
warnings: smut smut smut, intoxicated sex, dirty talk, choking, fingering, oral (f receiving), bondage, tummy bulge, unprotected p in v, lowkey i probably forgot something i wrote this a year ago 😭
wc: 2.9k
*originally posted on bratzforchris in spring 2024*
ever since you were a little girl, you had been enamored by the idea of being famous. something about the life called to you, whether that be walking down the street and people knowing you, or simply realizing that you were having an impact on someone, somewhere’s life. fortunately, you had grown up in the age of the internet, allowing you to truly harness what you had wanted to do for so long. you loved having creative freedom, and you loved making a persona that was truly you.
you had been making youtube videos, doing a variety of Instagram influencing, and posting carefully crafted aesthetic photos to tumblr ever since middle school. whereas a lot of the girls had moved out of their tumblr influencer phase, you never really had. you still loved the dark, “grunge” aesthetic of it, and had turned your account into a more mature, x-rated theme of what it once had been. you loved doing social media as your full time job for a variety of reasons, from the freedom it gave you to the opportunities.
perhaps your biggest “opportunity” was your fellow influencer and youtuber, matt. your relationship with matt was…complicated, to say the least. as much as you were a wholesome, loving duo on camera, you were filled with an almost primal need for each other off of it too. you and matt had never discussed a true, established relationship, mostly because you were both so young and so busy, and the rough, hard fucking in itself was enough to satisfy the needs in both of your lives.
your careers had consumed both of you as of late, dragging matt all over the country for the versus tour, and leaving you back in LA with a variety of brand deals to film and photo shoots to arrange. there was one in particular that you were heavily looking forward to, mostly because you knew that it would drag matt back to you, unable to help himself. in a fateful turn of events, you had been emailed about a calvin klein intimates shoot that would just so happen to drop on the day matt was back in LA for a show. in an effort to bring back the tumblr renaissance and the hold calvin klein had had during those days, you had insisted that the photos be posted to tumblr before any other social media platform.
matt: i’m back in la tn
you: oh i know ;)
matt: ??? huh
you: no reason. just focus on winning tonight :)
you smiled to yourself as you closed your text messages out and migrated over to your photo gallery. your manager had sent you the photos of the shoot to be posted this evening, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t planning on fucking with matt’s head using them. you had missed your fuck buddy, after all. the late night phone sex wasn’t the same as him in your bed, mumbling in your ear about how well you were taking it.
the photos from the shoot were of you in a gray calvin klein bralette with a matching thong. the photos had been toned with a sepia overlay, highlighting the curves of your breasts and hips. your hair fell back against your shoulders gracefully as your doe eyes stared up at the camera. the shots were nothing short of sexy, making you imagine how matt would react when he got the post notification. maybe he would be sitting backstage, getting ready to go on and trying to hide his growing boner both from his brothers and the fans, which only made you smile more.
you and matt continued to text back and forth for a while, until you suddenly stopped responding. this was part of your game with each other; to make the yearning so painful that it just made the sex more passionate. once you saw that it had hit the fifteen minute mark until matt was supposed to appear on stage, you hit ‘post’ on the tumblr draft of your photos that you had planned out earlier in the day. the caption, come over 💋, was directly aimed at matt, but no one else needed to know that. sure enough, less than one minute later, you received a text from the brunette that had your heart racing and your thighs clenching.
matt: come on, baby. what the fuck?
you smiled as you typed out your own message, imagining matt biting his lip and trying to conceal the growing tent in his pants as he studied the photos.
you: what?
matt: you know what
you: no i don’t
matt: that fucking post
you: it’s part of my job, matt. quit being ridiculous. have you not heard about tumblr girls making a comeback?
matt: watch it. i’m coming over and fucking that pretty pussy good tonight.
you grinned as you reread the message, knowing matt’s threats were never empty. you left the text on seen, knowing that it would only make matt more rough with you tonight. you kept a watchful eye on the clock as the minutes ticked by, formulating what you were going to do once he was here. as the time ticked towards the ending of the show, you slipped into the same set you had been wearing in the photos, pulling a large, red and black flannel around your shoulders to combat the chill of the evening. you were just pulling out a cup to make yourself a glass of whiskey when your phone buzzed with the message you’d been waiting to receive all evening.
matt: coming over
you knew what your and matt’s usual routine was, so you grabbed another cup from the cabinet and the bottle of whiskey, migrating over to the gray couch in your living room. you didn’t bother waiting for the brunette to start drinking. matt had a key to your apartment and would definitely make himself known when he arrived. you slowly sipped at the amber liquid, feeling the heat rush to your cheeks and in between your thighs as you thought about matt and how much you had missed the feeling of his skin on yours.
sure enough, the door swung open with a loud bang a few minutes later. in came matt, hair disheveled and still in his blue matthew jersey. his growing erection was obvious as he flopped onto the couch, lips immediately crashing into your own. matt’s hands were all over you as you devoured each other; in your hair, running across your hips, grabbing your ass.
“fuck, baby. i missed you.” he panted, leaning back against the couch as you passed him a drink.
“i missed you, matt,” you smiled softly, tucking one of his curls behind his ear. “how has tour been?”
matt took a large swig of whiskey, before placing the cup on the coffee table. “good. but not as good as you looked in those goddamn pictures.” he practically moaned.
“i noticed you have my post notifications on,” you teased, despite blushing at his words. “catching feelings, matthew?”
matt rubbed your bare thigh, scooting closer to you so that he could suckle on the sweet spot behind your ear. “do you know how hard it was?” he asked, leaving a hickey. “to have to go out on stage with my brothers and act normal when all i could think about were your tits and how i want to pound that little cunt to pieces? huh?”
you whined as matt continued to trail hickeys down your neck, mumbling things like “missed you so bad” and “gonna fuck you so hard” after each one. you two fell back against the soft cushions of the couch, matt holding you down by the hips as his lips caressed your neck, the curve of your collarbone, and the dip of your breasts. you went to reach for matt’s ringed fingers, only for him to smack your hand away.
“no,” matt said harshly, moving one hand from your hip to your throat. “tell me how fuckin’ bad you want it first,” he growled, squeezing your throat just enough to make the air catch in your lungs. “tell me you wanna get off on my fingers like a goddamn bitch in heat.”
you gasped for air as matt continued to squeeze, your arousal thumping through your veins. “p…please,” you whispered, eyes wide with lust as he continued to choke you just enough to get you going, but not enough to actually hurt you. “need your fingers.” you whined, looking up at him through your lashes.
“good girl.” matt hummed, alcohol hot on his breath as he moved his hands from your throat to practically rip your gray panties off.
with your friends with benefits arrangement, there was no time for gentle caressing or sweet nothings. matt began to finger you roughly, the cool metal of his rings brushing against your slick folds as he rubbed his thumb across your clit at a dizzying pace. he wasn’t stopping there, either. matt immediately thrust his middle and ring finger inside of you, pulling you closer to him. it had only been a few minutes, and the ache to orgasm was already building in your lower stomach.
“matt,” you wailed, nails gripping his back. “oh my god, matt,” tears began to roll down your face as the brunette continued to pleasure you. the combination of his fingers inside of you, the friction on your clit, and the added sensation of his rings were clouding everything in a lustful haze. “need to cum.” you sobbed.
“you’re fuckin’ crazy if you think you’re comin’ on my fingers instead of tongue.” he chuckled roughly.
with that, matt threw his head down and forced your thighs apart, burying his face in your pussy. he began to devour you like you were the last meal on earth and he was a starving man. his tongue ran across your slit and clit, before licking your hole. you had no choice but to let out little squeals and whimpers as pleasurable sensations attacked you from all angles. matt ran the flat of his tongue across your clit and you lost it, sobbing as your hands found his hair.
“matt, please,” you begged. “‘m gonna cum.”
your fuck buddy just nodded, still enjoying the taste of you on his tongue. you immediately took it as a sign to let go, releasing the tension that had been building in your stomach. you came all over matt’s tongue, panting and breathing heavily as your body shook from the pure force of your orgasm. matt pulled his head from between your thighs, licking his lips and fingers with a smirk, blue eyes hungrily grazing over your body that was still wrapped in the bra and flannel with your bare ass on display.
“you taste so goddamn good, you know that?” he asked, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear as you panted.
you smiled as matt pressed a kiss to your pubic bone, but it was clear that the brunette wasn’t done yet. matt slowly pulled the red and black material from your shoulders, smiling with more than just happiness. he had an intention and you could see it in the way he was toying with the fabric, eyes lighting up with lust. matt didn’t speak again until he had removed your calvin klein bra, leaving you completely exposed on the couch as he stared down at you.
“hands.” he said.
it was one word, but the command held an authoritative aire that had you thrusting your wrists to meet matt’s own. matt knew you better than practically anyone, which meant he knew all of your dirty little fantasies. knowing you had a thing for bondage, the brunette quickly and expertly bound your wrists together in the flannel, giving it a tight tug to make sure it was secure. your breath hitched at the pure filth of everything, but all you knew was that this alone was making your legs clench with need for another climax.
matt was straddling you on the couch, fully clothed, which just added to the dominance he had over you. you were completely naked and covered in blooming hickeys he had left earlier in the evening with your wrists bound together by a flannel. you truly looked like matt’s little cumslut, but you couldn’t find the decency in you to care anymore. you just knew that you were at his mercy and that you needed him. now.
the brunette could sense your urgency and decided to have a little ‘fun’ with you. matt took his time removing his shirt, allowing you to bask in the glory of him shirtless, all tanned skin and tattoos, but completely unable to do anything about it other than whimper and let out breathy moans. he moved onto his jeans next, painstakingly undoing his belt and throwing his pants to the side. the boy left his boxers on for the time being, teasing you as he stroked his cock through the plaid fabric.
“wish that was you, huh? strokin’ my dick and makin’ me feel good?” matt chuckled, moaning when he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
you whimpered and writhed against your bond. “need you in me, matt. please.” you whined.
finally, matt slid his boxers off and tossed them to the side, allowing his erection to finally spring free. his dick was practically touching his stomach, making your mouth run dry with a mixture of excitement and nerves. after so long apart and without truly fucking, you had forgotten just how big he was. matt climbed on top of you once more, rocking his hips back and forth on your own without actually riding you.
“beg for it. tell me how much you love my cock, baby girl.” matt groaned at the friction of your skin against his own, becoming harder by the second.
“i need you inside me. need your dick, matt.” you whimpered, the teasing growing straight to your nipples and cunt, making you almost ache with arousal.
“that’s right. good fuckin’ girl.”
without another word, matt slammed into you, making you take him to the hilt. you let out an involuntary scream at the feeling of suddenly being so full, your back arching against the couch cushions. the feeling of him inside you, bare and hard, was enough to push you to the brink of orgasm. your second always came faster than your first, and right now was no exception. matt was riding you at an ungodly pace, his balls slapping against your ass with every thrust as he straddled you.
“oh my god, baby,” matt moaned loudly. “i missed your wet little pussy. so tight, just for me.”
the filthiness of his speaking, combined with your bonds and the feeling of him fucking you was pushing you over the edge. you wanted to tangle your hands in matt’s hair or run your nails down his back, but instead you were unable to do anything that wasn’t taking his fucking like a slut. matt pressed down on the bulge in your stomach from being balls deep, a smirk on his face.
“you feel that, baby? feel you takin’ me like the cockslut you are?” he chuckled.
you whined as tears rolled down your face, bucking his hips up to meet his own. “matt, i…i–need to, please.” you wailed, unable to form coherent sentences in your intoxicated and lustful state.
“you gonna cum? gonna make me feel appreciated?” matt’s blue eyes scanned your face, enjoying the view that was you under him, tied up and sobbing.
“mhm!” you sobbed.
“then prove it.” he sneered, pressing on your stomach roughly again.
you didn’t need to be told twice. you immediately let your climax take over, your cunt clenching against matt’s cock. this caused the brunette to let out a string of curses as you came down from your high, your entire body shaking. he knew he was playing a risky game here, even though you were on the pill, but matt just loved fucking you bare more than anything in the world. the brunette quickly pulled out, and before you knew it, your stomach was covered in thick and warm, white ropes of matt’s cum.
he laid down beside you on the couch, panting heavily as you both came down from your shared highs. once your breathing had returned to semi-normal, matt kissed you roughly and undid your bonds, before rolling off the couch. without another word, he pulled his clothes on, straightening his hair. your fuck buddy kissed your forehead as he busied himself around your apartment, cleaning up the whiskey and cups and retrieving a warm washcloth to wipe down your body with.
once everything had been done, matt tucked you in with a blanket, kissing your forehead. “i gotta go. we’re driving up to san francisco tonight and i told nick and chris i would be back by two. i’ll see ya once the tour is over, yeah?”
you smiled sleepily as matt slipped out your front door and into the night. whereas you would’ve loved for the brunette to stay the night, you knew that you both had jobs to do and that right now, you were just ffriends with benefits and that was that. but as you drifted off to sleep, a warm feeling spread through your tummy that you and matt wouldn’t stay “just friends” for long.
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"i don't want to!" chris jokingly screamed at you, only to be cut off by a coughing fit.
"chris, just take the fucking medicine." you groaned.
you'd been going back and forth like this with your boyfriend for over an hour. chris would cough and cough and cough, only to insist he was fine. this was day three of whatever awful cold he had picked up, and you'd finally suggested that he take some nyquil to at least help him sleep tonight.
"but it's gonna taste disgusting." he whined, giving you dramatic puppy eyes.
"but then you'll be able to sleep."
chris huffed, the promise of actually restful sleep sounded too good to pass up right now. "i have to prepare myself."
you sighed internally, glad he'd finally agreed. you poured the correct dosage of blue liquid into the medicine cup and passed it to him. "that's all it is."
chris nodded, scrolling for something on his phone. seconds later, shots by lil jon and LMFAO started playing from the speakers of his phone. "i have to be in the right mindset, babe."
you snorted. "you're weird, kid."
your boyfriend shuddered, picking up the medicine cup and sniffing it, which only led to a gag. "i can't do this."
"chris, babe. it's nyquil, not everclear." you were getting a giggle out of this, recording him for your snapchat story.
"but it's disgusting. i hate this motherfucker." chris groaned, staring at the cup of medicine like it had personally wronged him, gagging again.
"do you need a chaser?" you asked, praying that this medicine battle would be over in the next 5 minutes.
he nodded and you grabbed a cold can of pepsi from the fridge, cracking it open and setting it on the counter. anything for him to take actually take the medicine. chris counted backwards from 3 before he finally accepted the inevitable, picking up the cup of nyquil and throwing it back like a shot.
"goddamn," chris said through gags and coughs. "that shit's disgusting." he groaned, turning off the music on his phone and sipping the pepsi now that he had taken his "shot".
"you're more dramatic than me, you know that?" you giggled.
"am not."
"are too."
"whatever," chris groaned with a sniffle, heading back towards the couch and wrapping up with a fluffy blanket. "you're just jealous you can't take shots like me."
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i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
no pressure tags : @st7rnioioss @sturniphone @sturnsflirt @lilolebambi @silverspringsstare @oopsiedaisydeer
i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
Tags for fun: @bernardsbendystraws @lovesturni0l0s @auttysturnz
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
Tags for fun @viviansturns @annasturns @httpssturns if yall have been tagged yet <33
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
taggies: @viviansturns @bernardsbendystraws @backwardshatnick @kier-with-a-k @nicksfrenchtoast @jacksonsturniolo @girliemattitude @maliaforstvrns @lillssturns + anyone who wants to join!!
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
Tags: @mattspillowprincess @mattswrinkleton @sturniolo04 @h3arts4nat & who ever wants to join
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
no pressure tags: @bernardsbendystraws @lilssturns @nicks-tangerines @sweetshuga @malsmind & anyone else who wants to join😛
I'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child (if stepsiblings and half siblings dont count)
No pressure tags!!: @thenickgirl @mattyummyy @mattsapple
i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child
i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child
no pressure tags: @viviansturns @chrisfawns @lilolebambi <3
i'm over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don't often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i've never dated anyone / i have a best friend i've known for over five years / i am an only child
no pressure tags 💌: @seaouidbabyx @backwardshatnick @h3arts4nat
flutter's very sensitive, so even just chris making a joke can sometimes send her spiraling. that or seeing him talk to another girl and being a little too friendly. she knows that how he is with everyone, but she's an anxious soul. chris might get a little short with her, but eventually they work it out with cuddles and gentle communication <333