hey guys! I'm going to be honest Ive been kinda forcing myself for a while to write for this fandom. let me explian, ive been off and on with the triplets for a while now but honestly they just don't bring as much joy as they used to. that being said I'm officially leaving sturniolo tumbler. this fandom has been a big reason why I'm done. a big part too was the triplets made me feel happy and I watch them when I'm sad. when I originally found them, I was not in a good place at all mentally. sense then however, I've filled that gap with love and other obsessions. I'm in a better mental state now, and honestly I'm not a huge fan of them anymore like I used to be. but that's okay! this doesn't mean that I'm out of the fandom permanently, I'm just not a huge fan anymore.
I am leaving this app. I might still read some fics on here but I don't know. this has been a decision on my mind for a while now. and I think it's finally time I do it.
i will be leaving my fics up for anyone interested.
thank you for all the support and for understanding.
summary: trying to fim for a new video on the triplets chanel does not go as plan.
losley based on this song
you knew chris was going to be a great father. even though you two were very young, there was no doubt about it. from when deliah was a baby to now. he was a great dad.
matt, nick and chris's youtube channel was always something you helped with. even though you were trying to study fashion, making random appearances in their videos was one of your favorite things.
the boys were filming a new video for their channel
"today were going to be dads for 24 hours" nick anouced to the camera. you behind the camera, giggled.
"well more like you and matt are going to be dad's for 24 hours" you mentioned
"that is correct" nick chuckled
"are you adopting a baby?" your daughter asked from her spot on the couch
"no we're using eggs" matt told his niece
"I love eggs! can I have some eggs" deliah asked eagerly
"of course lilah we need to finish this intro first" chris said
"can I be it!" the girl asked setting her tablet down.
even through her almost seven years of life she has always wanted to do what her dad was doing.
"corse kid come here" chris put his hands out as his daughter ran into them.
"so as we were saying we're-sorry, me and matt are going to be dads to eggs for 24 hours" nick concluded
"chris is already a dad so he doesn't need the practice" you told the camera a huge smile on your face
a few moments later and matt and nick were drawing on their eggs
"can I draw on an egg?" deliah asked her dad, puppy dog eyes and all
"yes of course you can, here" chris handed her some markers and an egg "just be gentle with it cause it can easily break"
"I'm aware of that dad" deliah said sassily
the four adults bursted out laughing
"you wanna draw on an egg y/n?" matt asked gesturing towards the eggs
"no I'm okay" you laughed
"you like my egg?" deliah asked showing her parents her drawn on egg
"its georgous" you commented
"like the song" your daughter squealed as chris playfully rolled his eyes
"yes, like the song"
deliah, who was done with her egg looked over at her dad with a mischievous look on her face. the girl whispered something to chris as he chuckled.
without you or the others fully paying attention, chris carefully cracked the egg on the edge of the table as delilah opened it over matt's head.
"what the fuck?" matt yelled standing up from his seat as you and nick looked over at chris and delilah in shock, who were laughing their asses off.
"haha, got you matt" deliah commented high fiving her dad
"you're so funny" he turned to chris with an un-amused expression on his face.
as much as you thought the egg craking wasn't nice, you couldn't help but feel some joy in you as she watched chris and deliah laugh over it. it was truly a beautiful sight.
"okay we obvioulsy need to try and do this another time" nick laughed amused at the egg in matt's hair.
walking over to shut the camera off, deliah followed chris "can I have my egg now?" the girl asked annoyed
"of course lilah" chris ruffled her hair walking over to make her egg.
"dad"
"yes kid"
"I love you, I hope you know that" deliah said
you could see the way chris's eyes lit up "I do know that, I love you too"
you couldn't help but marvel at your daughter and boyfriend. she really was a daddy's girl.
"I feel sorry for whoever she ends up with" nick commented watching the scene as well
guys I need some fic requests! like I have some ideas but i want to get back into writing here. just make sure to check the ristricitons page please :)
જ⁀➴ mr cool and collected || loser!chris x dreamgirl!reader
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chris couldn’t stop glancing down at his hands as they walked. he stuffed them in his pockets, then pulled them out, rubbing his palms together as he snuck a quick look at her. she was walking beside him, totally at ease, her floral dress flowing around her as she sipped on her pink lemonade. she looked perfect, as usual—confident, elegant, like she belonged on the cover of a magazine, and she was with him.
meanwhile, his hand was practically trembling. he wanted so badly to reach over take her hand and feel just a tiny bit closer to her. but his mind was racing a million miles a minute.
what if his palms were sweaty? what if he accidentally squeezed too hard or too soft? what if she thought he was being weird?
they reached a bench outside the cafe, and as they sat down, he saw her glance over at him, smiling softly. she’d noticed him fidgeting, of course; his nervous energy was practically radiating off him. chris forced a grin and tried to play it cool, holding his iced tea a little too tightly as he took a big sip. he’d decided to go for something new, something different, so he wouldn’t look like a total pepsi addict right off the bat.
then, before he could even register what was happening, she leaned over and reached for his hand. the shock hit him instantly. her fingers were warm, soft, and delicate, fitting perfectly with his in a way he hadn’t dared to imagine. he felt his entire body go rigid, his heart thundering as he stared at their intertwined fingers.
“chris,” she said gently, amusement twinkling in her eyes as she looked at him, “you don’t have to be so nervous around me.”
he stammered, his face heating up. “i—i’m not nervous!” he blatantly lied, though he knew she could see right through him.
she just laughed, her thumb gently brushing over his knuckles. “your hands are kind of shaky, though,” she teased. “and maybe a little bit sweaty.”
he wanted to disappear right there, wanted the earth to split open and swallow him; but then, instead of pulling away, she held his hand a little tighter, giving him a reassuring smile that made him feel, just for a moment, that he might actually be okay at this whole dating thing.
“it’s cute, you know?” she said, leaning closer.
chris managed a sheepish grin, still pink-cheeked but feeling a rush of warmth. “y-yeah… guess it’s cute, huh?”
she laughed, giving his hand one last squeeze. “yep. And by the way, i really like you too. so just… relax, okay?”
he nodded, and somehow, just hearing those words made the world seem a little brighter. as they sat there, hands intertwined, he finally felt like maybe he wasn’t just some loser who got lucky; maybe he really did deserve a chance with her.
but later, as they walked off, she smirked, nudging him playfully. “so, mr. cool and collected, when’s our next date? think you’ll survive it without blushing?”
chris’s ears turned pink all over again. “uh… no promises,” he admitted, grinning shyly. he was still completely unable to believe that she actually wanted to go on another date with him. part of him wanted to pinch himself to make sure this was all real.
