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𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎!
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𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌k 𝚖𝚎!

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𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈!
𝘩𝑖 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑠 (❁º◡º❁)
𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎!
𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎!
𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎!
𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 --- 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌k 𝚖𝚎!
im sorry but this is so hot for me
chris keep those pictures coming
please noah and nick oh my gosh 🥹🫶
DO ME
i feel like dj, stephanie, and michelle cus they have three daddies 😏😉😛
does anyone else find it really hot when he looks worn out and sleep deprived
matt is so pretty 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭oh my gosh😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭and handsome and gorgeous 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭in every way possible 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭i love matt 😭😭😭😭😭😭so much 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
he's so fucking hot its not even funny anymore.
soo... how to be a cake?
for a girl who's terrified of intimacy i sure do fantasize about it a lot
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Part 48 of baby daddy Matt!
Summary: you and Charlotte surprise Matt in bed with birthday pancakes, and Charlotte makes him a birthday picture.
Read the rest of the series, HERE.
Matt’s birthday had barely begun, but the house was already awake. Millie was peacefully asleep against your chest in her little wrap carrier, her tiny cheek pressed against you, completely unaware that today was a very important day. Every now and then she’d make the tiniest sleepy sigh, settling back into the warmth against you.
Meanwhile, Charlotte stood on her little step stool at the kitchen counter wearing mismatched pink pajamas, her messy bedhead curls sticking out in every direction. She looked up at you with the biggest grin.
“Today’s Daddy’s birthday.”
“I know,” you whispered dramatically. “Think we can surprise him?”
She slapped both hands over her mouth to stop herself from squealing before nodding so hard her little pigtails bounced.
You pulled the pancake mix closer while Charlotte proudly poured in the pre measured ingredients. Some of the flour missed the bowl completely, dusting the counter instead.
“Oops.”
You laughed quietly. “That’s okay. Birthday pancakes don’t have to be perfect.”
“They hafta be yummy,” she corrected seriously.
“They definitely have to be yummy.”
Charlotte carefully stirred the batter with both hands gripping the spoon, tongue sticking out in concentration. Every few seconds she’d glance toward the hallway leading to your bedroom.
“Is Daddy waking up?”
“Not yet.”
“We gotta be sneaky mommy.”
“We’re being very sneaky.”
She giggled so loudly that you both immediately froze. “Was that too loud?”
“I think we’re okay,” you whispered.
Once the pancakes were cooking, Charlotte insisted on helping flip one herself. It came down slightly folded and crooked. “I made a funny one.”
“I think Daddy’s going to love the funny one the most.”
“I’ll eat the broken ones,” she decided generously.
“That’s very kind of you.”
“I know.”
While the pancakes cooled slightly, you slid a blank piece of paper onto the table with a little box of crayons. “Before we wake Daddy..”
Charlotte immediately knew. “A birthday picture!”
She climbed into her chair, grabbing the biggest yellow crayon first. “I’m drawing Daddy.”
You watched her carefully colour, making a very round person with stick legs, enormous brown hair that took up half the page, and a smile that stretched from one side of his face to the other. “And who’s this?”
“Me.”
A much smaller stick figure stood beside him.
“And this?”
“Its you mommy.”
Another figure. You pointed toward the tiny pink scribble beside everyone.
“Millie?”
Charlotte smiled proudly. “Baby Millie.”
She added a huge blue sky, a crooked rainbow, and several hearts floating everywhere before writing what looked like a collection of backwards letters across the top. “It says Happy Birthday.”
“I can totally read it.”
“You can?”
“Yep.”
She beamed, completely believing you. “I made it all by myself.”
“I think Daddy’s going to keep this forever.”
That made her sit up even straighter. “Forever ever?”
“Forever ever.”
Charlotte carefully carried the picture with both hands while you balanced the breakfast tray. Two stacks of pancakes, strawberries, bacon, coffee, and a tiny candle stuck into one pancake that wasn’t lit yet.
Millie was still asleep against your chest, her little hand curled into the fabric of your shirt. You both tiptoed toward your bedroom.
Charlotte looked back every few steps. “Shhh.”
“I’m not making any noise baby.”
“You stepped loud.”
“I did?”
“A little bit.”
You exaggerated tiny tiptoe steps until she nodded approvingly.
“Better” she whispered.
When you quietly pushed the bedroom door open, Matt was still fast asleep on his stomach, one arm stretched across the empty side of the bed where you’d gotten up earlier. Charlotte whispered much louder than necessary. “Daddy?”
No response. She looked at you. “I think he’s still sleeping.”
“I think so too.”
She climbed onto the bed as carefully as a nearly three year old possibly could, crawling over to him until she was sitting beside his shoulder. She gently patted his arm. “Daddy.”
Nothing. Another little pat. “Daddyyyy”
Matt let out an exaggerated sleepy groan before slowly opening one eye. Charlotte gasped dramatically. “He woke up!”
Matt blinked a few times before smiling the second he saw her. “Well, good morning, baby.”
“Happy birthday daddy!” She launched herself into a hug around his neck, nearly knocking him back onto the pillow. Matt laughed immediately, wrapping one arm around her while reaching over to squeeze your hand with the other. “Best way to wake up.”
Charlotte pulled back quickly. “I made you something!”
“You did?”
She held out the drawing like it was the most valuable thing in the world. Matt took it carefully, his smile growing bigger with every second he looked at it. “Oh my gosh.”
He looked between the picture and Charlotte. “Is this me?”
“Yep!”
“And Mommy?”
“Yep!”
“And little Millie?”
Charlotte nodded proudly. “She’s tiny.”
Matt laughed. “She is tiny.”
Matt pointed at the purple figure in the corner, and said “is that you char?”
She smiled very proudly, “yes!”
He looked back at the picture for another few moments before kissing the top of Charlotte’s head. “I love it so much.”
“I coloured really hard.”
“I can tell.”
“I’m going to hang this up.”
Her eyes became huge. “Really?”
“Absolutely.”
“Forever?”
He looked over at you with a smile. “Forever baby.”
Charlotte practically melted into his chest. “I love you Daddy.”
“I love you too sweetheart.”
Matt leaned over to kiss your forehead before carefully brushing one finger over Millie’s tiny back. “And thank you to my littlest birthday girl for the cuddles.”
Millie stayed completely asleep. You laughed. “I think that’s the only gift she has planned today.”
“I’ll take it.”
The four of you stayed piled together on the bed while Matt ate pancakes one handed because Charlotte refused to leave his lap. Every few bites she’d remind him which pancake she’d flipped herself.
“That funny one is mine.”
“It tastes perfect.”
“I made it.”
“I know you did.”
“And Mommy helped.”
“I figured.”
Matt picked up a tiny piece of his pancake on his fork and gave it to Charlotte “try a piece.”
She looked at Matt with a big smile, “I made good pancakes.”
You and Matt laughed, “you did.”
After breakfast, Charlotte insisted on helping Matt get dressed for the day. She picked out a baseball cap that didn’t remotely match his shirt because, according to her birthday people wear hats. Matt put it on without a second thought anyway, earning the biggest smile from her.
By late morning, the four of you loaded into the car for lunch. Millie slept peacefully in her infant car seat the entire drive while Charlotte sang Happy Birthday on repeat from the backseat, changing the words every single time.
“Happy birthday dear Daddyyyyyy”
“Happy birthday dear pancakes”
“Happy birthday dear Daddy and Millie..”
Matt couldn’t stop laughing. “I don’t think that’s how the song goes.”
“It is today.”
You ended up at one of your favourite family restaurants, the kind with crayons already waiting on the table. Charlotte immediately claimed the entire colouring sheet while Matt held Millie against his chest after she’d finished her bottle. She fit so perfectly against him that he barely wanted to move, smiling down every few seconds just to watch her tiny sleepy expressions. Charlotte eventually slid another drawing across the table toward him. “It’s another birthday one.”
“You made me two?”
“So you have extras daddy.”
Matt looked over at you, completely soft. “I think I’m officially the luckiest dad ever.”
Charlotte reached across the table to hold his hand. “No”
He smiled. “No?”
“You’re the best birthday Daddy ever.”
Matt laughed, squeezing her tiny fingers. “I think that’s even better.”
You watched the three of them together, Charlotte chatting happily between bites of pancakes she’d insisted on ordering because Daddy had pancakes already today, Millie sleeping soundly in Matt’s arms, and Matt looking at both of his girls like nothing else in the world existed.
Birthdays used to be about presents. Now, Matt was pretty sure he’d already opened the only three gifts he’d ever really needed.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY STURNIOLOS
Happy Birthday to Nick, who's taught me to be confident in myself, to be positive no matter the situation. (I swear if Noah doesn't post something I will riot)
Happy Birthday to Matt, who I feel I relate to the most. We both write to escape, and Matt has taught me that having anxiety isn't always a bad thing.
Happy Birthday to Chris, who's taught me to always be myself, even if other people don't like it.
Happy birthday to these three amazing boys who make the world a brighter place day by day. Happy birthday to these wonderful guys who've changed the lives of millions.
Happy birthday to the Sturniolo Triplets <3
May 23 be a spectacular year for you.
the big 23!!!!
as a fan of the boys for years and seeing them have to stop being friends with some girls because this fandom doesn’t know that boys and girls can be friends… I AM SICK the way people are screenshotting bad pictures of sofia and leaving it in her comments literally what is wrong w people
and i know is random put she just came across my fyp looking tea asf and people are genuinely just being so fucking rude makes me so upset.
matt 12:30 in their new video🫣👀
Omg I’m ovulating so bad😭😭😭😭
He would definitely jerk off and look at you and giggle and give you a smirk when you’re watching🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭