Mattsmonkeys

My name is Aubreigh and i write fics for the Sturniolos!

[mattsmonkeys]

Signing off

In which Chris is on a Twitch live with Matt until he sees you cuddled up on his bed. He can’t resist, he has to leave the stream.

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None!! Enjoy loves!

Notes: I’m BACKKKKK!! I took a year off to really focus on my metal health and all I’m going to say is shit was ROUGH. But I’m happy to be back and I’m excited to write again! BTWWW!!! - Portuguese is my first language so I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes! I consider myself fluent by now but there’s definitely things I could improve on :)

Chris leaned back in his gaming chair, running a hand through his hair as he scanned the chat flying by on his second monitor. The stream had been going for a couple hours now — chill vibes, some chatting, a little bit of gaming, a lot of teasing his chat for being chaotic as usual.

"Alright, alright, who's spamming the heart emotes? I see you," he said with a grin, shaking his head. The chat exploded with "💕💕💕" and "CHRIS IS BLUSHING" and "he's thinking about her." He laughed it off, but honestly? They weren't wrong.

It was getting late, almost midnight, and a comfortable tiredness was settling into his bones. He was about to queue up another game with Matt when his eyes drifted toward his bed that was out of frame. And there you were.

Lying on your side, wrapped in his hoodie (the gray one he never let you steal, except he always did), blankets pulled up to your chin. Your eyes were closed, your breathing slow and even, one hand tucked under your pillow. The soft glow of the hallway light caught your face just right, and Chris felt his entire chest go warm.

He forgot for a second that he was live. "Holy—” He caught himself, letting out a quiet laugh. The chat exploded again.

"WHAT IS HE LOOKING AT"

"CHRIS??"

"he saw her chat he's done for"

"bro is GONE"

Chris smiled and leaned into the headset mic close, his voice dropping to a quiet murmur. “Yeah I gotta go guys. Matt, im hopping off.” The chat flooded with "WAIT" and "NOOO" and "IT'S HER ISN'T IT." He didn't even read them. He just clicked the "Leave Stream" button, pulled off his headset, and pushed back from the desk.

He padded towards the bed as quietly as he could, but the floorboards gave him away with a soft creak. You stirred, blinking sleepily. "Chris?" Your voice was all fuzzy and warm. "Go back to sleep," he whispered, already sliding into bed beside you. You turned toward him without thinking, pressing your face into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling the blanket up over both of your shoulders.

"Stream ended early?" you mumbled against his shirt. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, breath warm in your hair. "Yeah," he said softly. "Matt was getting tired." But in Matt’s room, the chat was still flooded with heart emojis and people yelling about how down bad their favorite streamer was. Matt rolled his eyes knowing exactly why Chris left.

Neither of you knew. Neither of you cared. Chris was right where he wanted to be.

[mattsmonkeys]

I don’t know what to say to start this, but I’m taking a break. I know I only have a few posts and a few followers but I love each and every one of you who likes my posts. I’m going to get it out of the way that I’m a minor, but I know 90% of the people that read Sturniolo fanfics are minors too so don’t attack me. I go back to school in 2 days and I am not in the headspace I should be in. Theres about 6 boys at my school that won’t leave me alone. They call me fat everyday, gag at me when I walk by, trip or kick me in the halls, and slut shame me just because I dated one of their friends. (We’re in 8th grade buddy you know damn well I’m not like that). I feel so alone because I’ve told almost all the staff and they won’t do anything about it. I’ve told my parents and sister about it as well as my friends. The best advice I get is “just ignore it” and “tell a teacher.” Unfortunately people don’t seem to be doing anything to help. I’m genuinely so lost and it feels like theres nothing I can do anymore. As I head into my next year of school, I feel that it could be my last. I’m so scared of what’s going to happen. I don’t want to die but I don’t wanna live like this. I used this fandom as an escape to get away from everything going on at home and at school, but theres too much drama and hate and its become a toxic environment for me. I’m quitting because I hate the fandom, I hate myself, and I can’t do anything anymore. Thank you for reading all of this, bye guys.

[mattsmonkeys]

5 more minutes


Pairing: Chris Sturniolo x Reader


Genre: fluff, established relationship


Warnings: It gets a bit heated but nothing bad at all. Let me know if you guys want a NSFW version!!

Side note: Portuguese is my first language so I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes! I don’t know english very well yet!!

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You were supposed to be watching a movie.

That’s what you told yourself an hour ago, legs tangled with Chris’s on the couch, his hoodie swallowing your frame, your head tucked under his chin as his fingers played idly with your hair.

But the movie had long since faded into background noise, and now… now his fingers weren’t exactly staying in your hair.

Chris’s palm had settled on your ass, warm and heavy, his thumb brushing lazy circles over your skin. The occasional squeeze, the way his pinky slipped just under the hem of your shorts — it wasn’t innocent. And he knew it.

You shifted slightly, pressing your leg more firmly against his, testing him.

He didn’t even pretend to act innocent.

“You keep moving like that, and I’m not gonna be able to sit still,” he murmured, voice low and teasing against your ear, his breath making your skin rise with goosebumps.

You smirked. “Maybe I don’t want you to.”

He tilted his head back slightly to look at you, that familiar boyish grin spreading across his lips—but his eyes were anything but playful. They were dark, focused, completely locked on you.

“You’re dangerous, you know that?” he said, his voice rougher now, hands trailing a little higher. “Drivin’ me crazy and you want to act all innocent.”

“I’m not acting innocent,” you whispered back, shifting again — this time deliberately settling into his lap.

Chris hissed under his breath, hands tightening at your waist. “Alright,” he muttered, “that’s it.”

The next second, you were on your back on the couch cushions, his body hovering over yours, one hand still wrapped around your waist, the other braced beside your head.

Your breath caught.

You’d seen this look before — the smirk, the mischief, the heat — but paired with the way his thumb now brushed your bottom lip, it sent a wave of warmth straight through you.

“Still want me to sit still?” he asked, leaning down, lips ghosting over your neck.

You shook your head, fingers finding the hem of his shirt and tugging him down to you. “Not even a little.”

He kissed you slowly at first — deep, molten, the kind of kiss that built pressure in your chest and made your toes curl. But it didn’t stay slow for long.

His hands roamed your waist, your hips, learning every curve like they hadn’t already memorized you. His mouth moved from your lips to your jaw, to the space beneath your ear that made your breath hitch and your hands grip his shoulders.

“You’re unreal,” he muttered against your skin, pressing hot kisses down your neck. “How do you always do this to me?”

“Do what?” you asked, half-dazed.

“Make me want to stop time.”

And in that moment, it really did feel like time had slowed — the golden afternoon light spilling across his shoulders, the soft hum of music playing somewhere in the background, the weight of his body on yours, grounding you, warming you, making you feel like the only person in the universe.

Chris’s forehead pressed to yours, both of you slightly out of breath but grinning like fools.

“Okay,” he whispered, nudging your nose with his, “five more minutes like this… then maybe we actually finish the movie.”

You smiled, pulling him in for another kiss.

“Or,” you whispered against his lips, “we never leave the couch.”

He laughed, low and warm, kissing you again like he agreed with every part of that plan.

[mattsmonkeys]

Safe space

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo x Reader

Warnings: fluff, kind of sub chris if you squint, petnames (mama, baby), lmk if I missed any!!

Side note: Portuguese is my first language so I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes! I don’t know english very well yet I literally just use a translator 😭

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The sun was just beginning to peek through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Chris is on top of you, his head resting in the crook of your neck as you gently trace slow circles on his back. It was one of those quiet mornings where time felt like it belonged only to the two of you.

Chris shifted slightly, eyes still closed, and let out a sleepy sigh. He knew you had places to be today, but nothing seemed more important than being in your arms. “Mama…” he murmured, voice thick with sleep and something warm.

You smiled, heart fluttering at the nickname. “Yeah, baby?”

He opened one eye to look up at you, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “Can you stay home today? Just holding me?”

You tightened your arms around him. “I’d stay forever if I could but I have a few things to do today.”

Chris nuzzled into your chest, his breath warm against your skin. “But I don’t want you to go.”

The whine that left his lips was pathetic.

He grips your bare waist from under his your hoodie, as if you were going to disappear if he let go. “I’m sorry love. I pinky promise I’ll be back before you know I’m gone.”

You try to get up, kissing the top of his head and lifting the covers from your tangled bodies. But Chris is deadweight on top of you, and there’s almost no way for you to escape. Thats when you realize you aren’t budging.

He laughed quietly, a soft sound that made your heart melt. “I’m not letting you go anywhere ma.”

Chris reached up, fingers gently brushing your cheek. “You’re my safe space.” You accept your fate that you aren’t going anywhere today and melt into Chris’s touch.

“I love you so much baby,” you whispered back, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Wrapped up in each other, the world outside the room faded away. There was nothing but warmth, comfort, and the silent promise that no matter what, you’d always be each other’s safe space.

[mattsmonkeys]

UMMM HELLO??? WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABT THIS PIC BC WHAT. (can we just agree we’re all nick girls atp)

[chrxsprettygirl]

Yes.

[mattsmonkeys]

UGH THIS MAN IS DOING SOMETHING TO ME

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My first attempt at writing fluff so please be kind , criticism is appreciated 💐 NOT PROOFREAD

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The sun peeked through the curtains of yours and matts shared bedroom , your eyes gently fluttered open as they adjusted to the early morning light . The soft sounds of yours and matts breathing filled the room , you could feel matts arm gently draped over your waist as he softly slept next to you . You enjoyed mornings like this , it was a feeling you’d never get tired of .

After a while , you eventually felt Matt’s arm tighten around you as he gently pulled you into his grip , burying his face into the crook of your neck . The boy mumbled something incoherent as you began running your fingers through his messy brown locks . You’d always loved how clingy Matt was , especially when he was tired

“what time is it ?” The boy tiredly mumbled , turning to check the time on your phone (which Matt did not appreciate) you softly reply “just after 9 “ Matt tiredly groaned in response to this , burying his face in your neck again while pacing soft kisses . His kisses were soft and light , making you smile , appreciating the manner .

“Don’t wanna get up“ he softly groaned into the crook of your neck . “Do you have anything to do today ?” You asked softly knowing his schedule could be hectic at times . Matt groaned and shook his head in response , he mumbled against your skin “no , just wanna stay in bed with you “ Laughing softly at the boys response you place a soft peck onto his forehead .

“We don’t have to then , we can stay in bed all day if you want to“ responding with another soft peck , Matt hummed in response , clearly appreciating the manner . His grip around you tightened again , placing a soft kiss onto your collarbone, Matts expression relaxed . He softly smiled against your neck and pulled you even closer , his arms wrapped around you so that you were in his embrace and close to him .

As your fingers continued to run through his messy bed hair , you could hear a soft whine come from Matt , you chuckled softly at this . Matt lifted his head from the crook of your neck and looked into your eyes for the first time this morning , he moved so that his head was now resting against the soft pillows but in a position where he could still hold you close to his chest .

His hand moved to your scalp to run his fingers through your hair , returning the earlier act . You softly smiled at the boy’s affection before letting out a yawn . Matt looked down at you as his hand moved to your cheek , his thumb gently rubbing your cheek . His expression was soft and full of love , he softly mumbled “Go back to sleep sweetheart, m’right here “

Smiling softly at Matts response , you let the droopiness take over causing your eyelids to softly close . Matt watched you close your eyes again as your body relaxed against his , he let out a soft sigh and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck again , softly inhaling your scent before softly whispering against your skin “I love you “ and placing a gentle kiss to your collarbone .

One thing was for sure , you and Matt loved mornings with each other .

An Eeyoresturnz original

Do not copy my work , plagiarism is illegal. Please tag me if you receive inspo from this .

Ahh first attempt at writing fluff , ofc I had to make sure it was Matt . I hope you all enjoyed this as I had fun making it 🥹 criticism is welcome

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Dividers by the wonderful @bernardsbendystraws

[mattsmonkeys]

It wasn’t unusual for Matt to get super clingy, but today something was off. He was all over you.

His hands would sneak around your waist from behind when you were doing regular tasks. He lathered your face in kisses as much as possible, not letting you leave the room unless he got to press his lips against yours. You brushed it off thinking it was just one of those days. But during a stream later that night, he ushered you to sit on his lap.

“C’mere baby. The chat is dying to see you.” You were indecisive at first, knowing he likes to keep a lot of your relationship private. He sees your inconclusive thinking all over your face, and doesn’t think twice before wrapping his arms around your waist once more, pulling you into his lap comfortably.

The chat is screaming with awes. You guys sit and chat on the stream for a few more hours until Matt decides to end it. You weren’t paying attention to what he was saying due to how wet you were.

The way his hair fell perfectly onto his face, his beaming smile, and most of all his tattoos were left completely exposed because of the tank top he was wearing. He knew you go crazy when he wears tank tops, so he was ending the stream for a reason.

“Matt, why are you bring so clingy today?” You ask. “Can I not love my girl?” He questions, placing a delicate kiss on your neck. And that’s when you feel it. His hard dick poking your thighs. “Please… touch me Matt…” you muffle your words in a slight, low voice. He doesn’t say a word and picks you up to throw you face up on his bed.

He gives you a second to take off your clothes while he takes off his before slamming into you without warning. Your startled moans fill the room. “My fucking girl. Love seeing you drunk over my cock.” He continues at an ungodly pace, your skin slapping together. “Fuck Matt!” “What baby? You love me going in and out of your tight pussy like this? Huh?”

He grunts over and over, continuing his sloppy thrusts. You scream his name until you find his hand covering your mouth. “Be quiet baby. Dont want my brothers hearing you moan like that. Im the only one who can hear that shit.” He whispers in your ear. His firm grip is slowly lifted from your face. “I-I’m all yours daddy.” The words coming from your mouth were enough to throw him over the edge. He finishes inside of you with whimpers and whines, painting your walls white. Your legs start to quiver as you let your high wash over you. Matt then collapses all of his weight onto your shaking body. “Fuck.. i love you so much.” He hugs you tight, as if you cant get any closer. “I love you more Matty.” He might be clingy, but you couldn’t help it. You love it when he’s all over you.

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This was my first smut and idk what im doing 😭

PLEASE give me some suggestions on how i can make my writing better bc im genuinely struggling 😩

[mattsmonkeys]

It was one of those lazy Sunday mornings when you and Matt had nothing planned, and you both decided to just enjoy each other's company. The apartment was quiet except for the soft hum of the coffee maker in the kitchen and the occasional sound of birds chirping outside the window.

You were curled up on the couch, scrolling through your phone, your favorite blanket draped over your legs. Matt, on the other hand, was in the kitchen making breakfast—well, attempting to. You could hear him humming to himself, trying to follow a recipe he found online, but there was a hint of frustration in his voice as he tried to crack an egg.

You chuckled to yourself, leaning back on the couch, imagining the scene in the kitchen. It wasn’t long before Matt appeared at the doorway, holding a plate with what could only be described as a “creative” attempt at scrambled eggs and toast.

"Ta-da," Matt grinned, setting the plate down in front of you. "I hope you're hungry."

You couldn’t help but laugh, taking in the mess of eggs and toast that probably looked nothing like what he’d intended. But the effort was sweet, and his goofy smile made it all worth it.

“It looks... interesting," you teased, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey, I tried!" he protested, sitting down beside you on the couch. "You know I’m not exactly Gordon Ramsay."

You took a bite of the eggs, savoring the warmth. It wasn’t perfect, but it was good—because Matt had made it with you in mind. "It’s actually not bad," you said, giving him a reassuring smile.

Matt’s eyes softened, his lips curving into a small grin. He loved that you always appreciated the little things he did, no matter how silly they were.

"Well, I’m glad you like it," he replied, leaning back and throwing an arm around you. "I was trying to make it special. You know, a little breakfast in bed... without the bed part."

You laughed and snuggled into his side, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. "You’re so sweet," you murmured, letting your head rest on his shoulder.

The two of you spent the next few hours just enjoying each other’s company. You made fun of each other’s attempts at cooking, played video games together (with Matt definitely getting way too competitive), and shared stories from your day-to-day lives. You didn’t need anything extravagant. Moments like these were the ones that made your relationship with Matt feel so perfect.

Later in the afternoon, Matt got an idea to take a walk outside. It was a beautiful day, and he wanted to spend some time outdoors with you. You threw on a jacket and a pair of sneakers, and the two of you strolled through the nearby park, laughing and chatting as you took in the fresh air.

You’re fingers were interlinked the whole time, with matt rubbing his thumb back and forth on your soft hands.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, you both started walking up the driveway to go back inside. It didn’t matter what the world around you was like—it was these small, simple days that you cherished the most with Matt.

He reached over and gently pressed his lips to yours, his hand reaching up to the side of your face. “I’m really lucky, you know that?” he said quietly.

You smiled up at him, squeezing his hand. “I feel the same way.”

And as the evening sky darkened, you both knew this was exactly where you were meant to be—together, in this moment, just the two of you.

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I kinda hate this 😭😭

First fic pls be nice!!

Lmk about suggestions and things like that!!