— ★ !! Pierce

i’m a matt girl but hear me out…

— ★ !! eleven

masterlist ; next

a/n : i’ve got nothing to say ☺️☺️

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @uhnanix @deadxrx @kitaysworld @slaysturniolo @wilmalovegood @ladylokilaufeyson5 @sturniolopepsi @strnilolo @knowingnothingnoel @its-jennarose

— ★ !! about me

hello!! my name is erilyn, but i go by ‘lyn’ as a nickname. i mostly write on wattpad, but im trying to get into tumblr as well. i have lost of published and finished wattpad books — if you’d like to check those out, my username is erilynlovesbooks. i release a chapter at the same time everyday. my followers really appreciate my consistency, so ill try my hardest to bring some of that onto tumblr as well :)

my favorite things to do are read, write, watch the triplets videos, and snuggle with my cats. oh! speaking of pets, my cats are who i will probably talk about the most because they’re evil gremlins. however, i have a dog and she’s my favorite thing in the world. so, even though she won’t be mentioned as much as my cats, i don’t want you guys to forget about her because she’s the loml 🫶

below, i’ve listed things that i like and dislike. regardless of my personal opinion, i want you all to remember that i respect and support any contradictory opinions of your own.

likes !!

- reading / writing

- my two kittens , indie + teeves

- my dog , sadie

- sweets

- outerspace <3

- feminism >>

- the ocean

dislikes !!

- chocolate…

- bugs w/ lots of legs

- oranges ( the fruit )

- messiness

- misogyny / homophobia / etc.

like i already said, i will respect your opinions as long as you respect mine. on my page, i will not tolerate hate in any way. if there is an issue, come to me. do not argue in my comments or anything like that.

hii, i love your writing sm ! if it's not too much to ask, could you please do a fic where the reader is matt's girlfriend and he dresses her up in his clothes partly as a joke but also because he thinks it would be cute. i just keep imagining the reader wearing his t-shirts or button up's and baggy jeans/jorts and she's trying to wear his shoes but they're too big on her and matt's just DYING at it. basically just a super cute, fluff moment. thank you sm!

— ★ !! wardrobe

pairing : matt sturniolo x fem!reader

synopsis : while casually hanging out, matt has the bright idea to dress you up in his clothes as a joke. but he's quickly taken aback when he sees you in them.

a/n : wait this request is so cute , i hope i do it justice 😭

wc : 0.6k

you've been dating matt for a few months now and his house has quickly become your favorite place. it's so relaxing in comparison to your own.

earlier today, you were overtaken with boredom. so you texted matt, asking him you pick you up. of course, he agreed. you've been lounging around his house for an hour or two, basking in the comfort that comes with being in your boyfriend's presence. 

you guys have watched a few movies, baked a pizza, and simply enjoyed being together. 

you're currently lying on matt's bed, scrolling through your instagram feed while he sits at his desk, writing something down in his journal.

despite not doing anything productive, neither of you could ever get sick of this. you've both come to realize that simply being together —even if it's boring to an outside perspective — is both of your guys' favorite thing to do.

suddenly, matt's head perks up at a random thought. you glance over in his direction to see him already looking at you with a wide smile on his face.

you laugh, "what?"

"nothing, nothing." he replies easily. "i just had a random idea that could be fun."

"well, let's hear it." you say, setting your phone down on the mattress beside you. you turn your full attention to matt as you urge him to tell you his idea.

he sets his pen in the crease of his notebook and before closing it, the pen becoming a bookmark so he can continue to journal later.

"what if," he begins, "you let me dress you up?"

"dress me up?" you repeat, laughing at the strange request. "my clothes are at my place and, no offense, but i don't think yours would fit me."

"exactly." matt says. "the fact that they won't fit is what'll make it so fun to do."

you tilt your head at him, still a little bit confused as to what's going on in his mind. 

matt gives you a grin before standing up from his chair and walking over to his closet. he opens the doors and begins rummaging through random clothing articles.

before long, he settles on a pair of his jean shorts and a baggy hoodie. he holds them up to show you his choices and you laugh.

"matt, that hoodie is too large for you. it's gonna completely engulf me." you tell him.

"pleaseeeeeee!" he pleads. "just try it on. it'll be funny!"

you breathe out a laugh before getting up from his bed and taking the clothes out of his hands. you leave his room and enter the bathroom. you strip out of your current clothing and replace them with matt's.

you look down at yourself and scrunch your eyebrows at your appearance. why is matt so interested in seeing you wear his clothes? in your eyes, you look extremely goofy.

regardless of how you feel, you reenter his bedroom and do a dramatic twirl to show off your outfit.

"cute, huh?" you ask him with a laugh. but matt doesn't respond. he's too busy staring at you — almost as if he genuinely thinks you look half decent. 

"yes." matt finally replies, completely serious about his answer. you give him a weird look, waiting for him to laugh or say it's a joke. but he doesn't. he just keeps staring.

"wait, for real?" you ask.

matt looks you in the eyes before stepping closer to you, "you look adorable, y/n. for real."

he takes your face in his hands, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. you can feel him smile against your lips and you get an unreal amount of butterflies from the tiny gesture. 

when the kiss is broken, he continues to cup your cheeks as he admires every indivual feature of your face.

"you're so weird." you tell him.

"maybe," he agrees, "but you like my weirdness."

you tip your head upward to kiss him again before saying, "yeah. i really do."

tags : @kasqnxx @lvrsparadise @prettysturniolo @strniolo @urmyslxt @uhnanix @cupidsturniolo @opheliaofficial07 @thetriplets3 @sturn1olo-ffics @deadxrx @kitaysworld @slaysturniolo

hey <3 im sorry this is so random but your replies made me really happy today, so ty for that :) i love youuuuu

awwe , i'm glad 🫶 i literally LOVE ur writing + ur acc !! so i promise i love you more gf

YOU SHOULD WRITE SOMETHING ABT NATE!!! I LIVE YOUR WORK 😘😘😘

GUYS. LISTEN. ☺️

i would love to write for nate , but i literally have NO ideas. u guys need to give me a prompt or something because !!!

men will never understand this pain.

last night, i had a dream that i was pregnant and throughout the first half of the dream, i was anxiously waiting for my baby to be born. the father wasn't present (still kinda mad that i never got the context of who tf knocked me up 🙄) but i didn't care because i loved my child so much that nothing else in the world mattered.

i know it was only a dream, but istg i could feel kicking in my stomach and i would crave random snacks.

i spent my time making sure to only eat certain foods if they were healthy for the baby. i would spend my day tending to its care to make sure nothing would harm my unborn child. and near the end of my pregnancy, i found out that my child was gonna be a girl !! 🥳🥳

the second half of the dream was spent raising my daughter.

she was literally the funniest, kindest, and the most perfect girl i'd ever encountered. i loved the little shit to death. like i'm not exaggerating when i say i would happily die for her if she asked nicely.

she liked to eat popsicles -- her favorites were the pink ones and she refused to eat anything flavored orange.

she loved slushies, but hated brainfreezes. like, ik that nobody enjoys getting a brain freeze, but she despised them. she would refuse to drink / eat cold foods due to her fear of getting one. ☹️

her favorite way to pass time was to draw in her coloring book. she liked to use crayons more than colored pencils or markers. she said they blended better ??

i loved her with my entire heart.

but when i woke up from my dream and my little girl wasn't with me? that was the most pain i'd ever felt in my whole life.

i cannot even begin to explain how mind altering that was for me. all my life, i swore up & down that i would never have children. i said this because i helped to raise my younger siblings for YEARS and i hated every second of it. so why would i willingly put myself through that? well i was given a pretty good reasoning after i met my daughter ☺️

i want my baby girl back so bad.

everyone bare w me, i’m working on a fic rn & it’s really good so far 🎀😚

it’s also the longest i’ve ever written !

being a woman is such a magical yet belittling thing to experience. it’s so so so important to make sure you take time to reflect and love yourself for who you are.

Do you have any advice for young women?

In general? Sure. Read whatever you can get your hands on, but especially work written by women. Put your hands in sticky things at least once a week (clay, paint, dough, soil), don’t date anyone for a few years, travel when you can where you can, learn the skill of listening to your body— rest when you are tired, eat when you are hungry, drink when you are thirsty, and move when you are anxious. Swim as often as you can. Try to live alone at least once. If you can’t live alone, make time to be alone often. Carry pepperspray and do not learn to hold your tongue. Learn to sew, or weave, or knit. Unlearn the impulse to apologize for things that are not your fault. Pleasure yourself. Every once in a while, remind yourself of how loudly you can yell, how quickly you can run, and wildly you can dance. Allow yourself to cry for your mother. Spend as much time as you can in female-only spaces. Spend even more time with older women. Listen to their stories. Memorize their gray hair and lined faces, their swollen joints and sagging breasts. Cherish the gradual appearance of these things in yourself as an inheritance. Hold hands with other women. Spend some time naked in your home. Adopt a cat, or a fish, or grow some caterpillars into butterflies on your window. Eat heartily and drink to enjoy it. Go hiking and scream from a peak somewhere. Sometimes, allow yourself to act like a child again— climb a tree, scrape up your knees, and lick cake batter from the spoon. When you clean your home, open all the windows and beat the dust from all the curtains. Laugh loudly. Do not become self-deprecating to encourage others to laugh with you.

THE SHIRT. THE HAIR. THE STANCE. THE RINGS. THE.

i’m unwell.