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° RULES WERE MEANT TO BE BROKEN °

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pairing: Matt Sturniolo and fem!reader (best friends brother)

in which: Matt knows you very well,maybe even too much for your liking,but he should be off limits...

~warnings: nicknames,flirting,mentions of kissing..nothing much honestly,English is NOT my first language!~

The thoughts screaming through your head as you found yourself in Matt Sturniolo’s dimly lit bedroom. At this point you couldn't even remember why you came here at first place,your heart pounding so loudly you were sure he could hear it. The air was thick with tension, a charged silence hanging between you two as he leaned against his desk, arms crossed, that knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as his words snapped you out of your thoughts.

"You’re playing a dangerous game, love." Matt murmured, his voice low, teasing.

You swallowed hard, shifting on your feet. "I’m just—Nick wanted me to grab his charger."

Matt raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying your excuse. "And yet, here you are, standing in my room like you’re waiting for something."

You weren’t sure how you had gotten here, not really. One second, you were hanging out with Nick, your best friend since childhood, and the next, you had found yourself wandering into forbidden territory—Matt’s orbit. He had always been off-limits, an unspoken rule enforced by your friendship with his brother. But rules had never stopped the way your stomach twisted every time he looked at you like that.

Like he was looking at you now.

Matt pushed off the desk, closing the space between you in slow, deliberate steps. Your breath hitched as he reached out, his fingers grazing your arm, featherlight.

"You sure you don’t want something else?" he asked, voice laced with something dark and enticing.

Your throat went dry. You should leave. You should turn around and walk out of his room before you did something you couldn’t take back.

But then Matt reached up, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering just a little too long.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he admitted, his breath warm against your skin.

A shiver ran down your spine. "I do?"

He hummed, tilting his head. "You think I don’t notice the way you look at me? Like you’re trying so hard not to want this."

Your pulse roared in your ears. "Matt—"

He cut you off with a smirk, his fingers trailing down your arm until they reached your hand, his thumb brushing over your knuckles.

"Tell me to stop, and I will. But if you don’t…" His eyes searched yours, dark and full of promises.

You hesitated for only a moment before making the choice that had been lingering at the back of your mind for far too long.

You didn’t tell him to stop.

Instead, you closed the distance, your lips crashing into his in a kiss that was long overdue, full of the tension you had both been holding back for years.

His hands gripped your waist, pulling you flush against him as he deepened the kiss, his lips moving against yours with a desperation that matched your own.

And in that moment, nothing else mattered—not Nick, not the consequences, not the fact that this was a line you shouldn’t cross.

Because some rules were meant to be broken.

author's note: this is gonna be part one of this story,i was thinking of making it an au but not sure yet,we'll see,sorry guys if it's not the best and yes i know its short,i apologize if there's any grammar mistakes lmao,this is little special for celebrating 300 of you following me all this times and being with me! thank you alll sooso much i really love and appreciate every each of you.send me more requests if you have any and lmk what you think of this one,the next part is cooking for after. ♡

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Sunday Kalgorea x fem!reader

Late Nights & Loving Words

The soft glow of your phone screen illuminated Sunday’s face as she scrolled through her feed, her lashes casting delicate shadows against her cheeks. You watched her from where you lay beside her, chin propped up on your hand, just admiring the way the light kissed her skin.

“You’re staring,” Sunday murmured, not looking away from her screen.

“You’re beautiful,” you countered, a teasing lilt in your voice.

That got her attention. She turned, arching a brow before a small smile tugged at her lips. “I know,” she said, always the confident influencer, but you caught the faintest hint of warmth in her tone.

You reached out, tracing a fingertip along the curve of her jaw. “I love you, you know.”

Sunday leaned into your touch, setting her phone aside. “I know that too.” Then, softer, “I love you too.”

She pulled you closer, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead before tucking you against her chest. The soft hum of the night filled the silence between you, the only sound that mattered being the steady rhythm of her heartbeat against your ear.

No cameras, no curated posts—just Sunday, just you, just love.

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“The Simple Moments”

demitra kalogeras x fem reader fluff

It was a quiet afternoon when Demetra and you found yourselves curled up together on the couch, the soft light from the setting sun casting a golden glow across the room. You were reading a book, while Demetra, with her head resting on your shoulder, had her phone in hand, scrolling aimlessly. The quiet buzz of the world outside seemed to fade away as you both shared the simple serenity of being together.

“Hey,” Demetra’s voice was soft, like she was testing the air between you. “Do you ever just… think about how nice it is to do nothing with someone?”

You chuckled, glancing down at her. “All the time,” you replied, running your fingers gently through her hair. “You make doing nothing feel like the best thing in the world.”

She smiled, her eyes brightening with that soft, almost shy warmth that always made your heart flutter. “I’m glad. I think I could spend every day like this. Just us, in our little bubble.”

Your heart melted at her words, and you set your book aside, turning to face her. “I think I could, too.”

With a lazy grin, Demetra shifted, her arms wrapping around you in a comfortable embrace. Her fingers traced small circles on your back as she murmured against your skin, “I like the way you make everything feel like it’s exactly where it’s supposed to be.”

You laughed softly, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “Guess we make a good team, huh?”

Demetra pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, her smile playful. “Definitely. Just don’t go getting used to me being this sweet. It’s a rare sight.”

You giggled, teasing her. “Oh, I’ll cherish every second of it then.”

And with that, she kissed your cheek softly, her lips lingering for a moment before pulling away with a soft sigh. You knew that this, right here, was everything you’d ever need.

“The Simple Moments”

demitra kalogeras x fem reader fluff

It was a quiet afternoon when Demetra and you found yourselves curled up together on the couch, the soft light from the setting sun casting a golden glow across the room. You were reading a book, while Demetra, with her head resting on your shoulder, had her phone in hand, scrolling aimlessly. The quiet buzz of the world outside seemed to fade away as you both shared the simple serenity of being together.

“Hey,” Demetra’s voice was soft, like she was testing the air between you. “Do you ever just… think about how nice it is to do nothing with someone?”

You chuckled, glancing down at her. “All the time,” you replied, running your fingers gently through her hair. “You make doing nothing feel like the best thing in the world.”

She smiled, her eyes brightening with that soft, almost shy warmth that always made your heart flutter. “I’m glad. I think I could spend every day like this. Just us, in our little bubble.”

Your heart melted at her words, and you set your book aside, turning to face her. “I think I could, too.”

With a lazy grin, Demetra shifted, her arms wrapping around you in a comfortable embrace. Her fingers traced small circles on your back as she murmured against your skin, “I like the way you make everything feel like it’s exactly where it’s supposed to be.”

You laughed softly, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “Guess we make a good team, huh?”

Demetra pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, her smile playful. “Definitely. Just don’t go getting used to me being this sweet. It’s a rare sight.”

You giggled, teasing her. “Oh, I’ll cherish every second of it then.”

And with that, she kissed your cheek softly, her lips lingering for a moment before pulling away with a soft sigh. You knew that this, right here, was everything you’d ever need.

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♱ You're so Creepy ♱ p.2

Zombie!Matt x Emo!Reader p.1

Z!Matt pic made by @so0thsayer ^^

╰┈➤ No pronouns, Reader mostly referred to as 'You', only 1 use of Y/N, emo is not mentioned in this part btw

Warnings: Description of a zombie, creepiness, lonely reader, not properly proof read

In your small town there was always a myth about monsters that roam the woods at night, monsters that were once alive… once human… but you know this is no myth…

The next few days everything scared you, even though you had convinced yourself that what you saw out your window wasn't real, the memory of looking death in the face still scared you. For days you couldn't sleep properly out of fear that the corpse would climb through your window in the middle of the night. You wouldn’t even go into the woods, always walking straight home after school and staying shut inside for the rest of the evening with the windows and curtains closed.

But because you haven't gone out to the tombstone in a while you've started to feel just as isolated as when you first got here, not talking to anyone, not leaving the house, lost in your own thoughts. The grave of the unknown person helped you, honestly it saved you. You could talk about whatever you wanted and it would listen, you miss it.

Recently you’ve been feeling a little better, less scared of everything around you, so you decided to be brave and go see your friend.

The slow walk through the dense woods was frightening, every rustle or crunch would make you yelp, scared that the monster boy from your nightmares would jump out and eat your brains. Eventually you recognised the trees and surroundings as the ones close to the rock and you started to get excited at the thought of being able to talk to it once more and apologising for neglecting it the past few weeks but quickly, you stop dead in your tracks.

There is a young boy standing in front of the grave, slouched and hunched over like a sluggish dying body, he looks a sickly green colour and his matted, shaggy hair falls over his face. His clothes are like dirty old rags and they hang off his body in a lifeless way. You almost ask if he's ok until you notice the gigantic hole in front of the tombstone and the amount of dirt on the boy’s hands.

Suddenly you came to the frightening realisation that what you saw outside your window that night wasn’t all in your head, it was real. And so are the stories of monsters and beasts in the forest, because you met one.

You let out a shocked gasp and your hand flies over your mouth in an attempt to hide from the corpse of a man in front of you but his head slowly drags over to your direction, his dark and frightening eyes landing on your frozen pose. It is only now that you really get a good look at him, his features are sharp and shrunken but there is something curious and inviting in the way he looks at you. There is a stitch that runs from the middle of his cheek to the middle of his nose and his mouth is open like he is about to say something but the words won't come out.

You slowly lower your hands from your mouth and shuffle forward ever so slightly, testing to see if he would jump at you and rip your face off. Thankfully he didn't, he actually flinched away from you. “Oh- no don’t worry… I wont hurt you.” You mumble in response to his fear. At your words he relaxes his shoulders (not like they weren't already slouched) and you inch closer to him, studying his rotten features; the dark bags under his eyes, somehow his lips and eyelids are both blue and pink making him look both alive and dead. You stop in front of him as he stares at you with his prominent blue eyes, not being able to fully read his emotions.

 “Is- is this your grave?” You ask, glancing down at the hole and then back up at him. His head slowly nods in a way that looks like it's about to fall off and grunts, deep from the back of his throat. The corner of your lips start to quirk up in a smile realising the wish you made that night accidentally became true.

At an agonisingly slow pace you and the decrepit boy walk back to your house in silence, too scared and in shock to say anything while you drag him along by the forearm, helping him not trip over on branches or rocks along the path. When you arrive outside your house you’re extremely cautious as to not let anyone see him while you open your bedroom window and help him get in before he lands on the ground with a loud thud, thank the lord your parents aren’t home.

You climb in the window after him and help him up off the ground by his arm, being careful with it as you're scared you're gonna rip it off or something. As he stands in front of you with his slouched posture, staring at you intensely, you feel like you should be waking up from a dream any moment now and your eyes will open to the bright, warm sunlight coming through your bedroom window, shining directly on your bed in a soft, comforting way. But you never wake up. There really, truly, is a zombie in your room, staring at you like he either wants to rip off your face or kiss you.

While you are stuck in your thoughts the corpse's hand slowly lifts up and he raises a finger that falls to the top of your chest, tapping a little before he gets out a low grunt. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as you stare at him, trying to figure out what he is doing or asking. In an almost frustrated tone he grunts again, this time louder and he nods his head towards you. “M-Me?” He slightly nods a little and taps your chest, trying to convey something without words like a game of charades.

 “Mmmame” The boy spurts out in an unintelligible way. “Mm- my- my name?” You say pointing to yourself slightly and he nods, seeming happy you finally understood what he wanted. “I’m Y/N… uhm- what’s your name?” You hesitantly ask, not sure if he remembers or could even say it if he did. Slowly he brings the finger on your chest up to his and his mouth hangs open slightly while he groans. “Mmmatt…” He mumbles in a way that seems like it took a lot of effort as he sighs after and his hand falls back down to his side. “Matt? Your name is Matt?” You question and he once again nods in response with a croaky groan falling from his limp lips. You slightly smile at him and feel heat slowly rise on your cheeks as your head tilts curiously while you look at him, you like the name, you think it suits him in a weird sort of way. 

Divider by @sister-lucifer ^^

A/N: this one is a little longer but i hope u enjoy also sorry for the lack of romance so far jajaja😭