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you drew stars around my scars (but now i'm bleedin') by sturn
Fandoms: Sturniolo Triplets (Video Blogging RPF)
24 Jul 2026
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𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴.
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦.
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all alone ('cause i'm so over bein' lonely) by sturn
Fandoms: Sturniolo Triplets (Video Blogging RPF)
25 Jun 2026
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𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘰. 𝘛𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥.
𝘛𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘛𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮.
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What they all feel is real enough to be seen.
To be noticed.
To be put into words.
And that’s what fucks with him the most.
That’s what has him 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨.
Or, Chris reads 'i know you never waste a drip' by husher and gets turned on.
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Nick’s sweating. His hair is dampening with it, sticking to the nape of his neck. It’s hot, sure, humid with cigarette smoke and body heat, but this is a direct cause of his instincts going fucking haywire.
His insides are shaking, that inner wolf whining for their beloved mate.
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no one's ever had me (not like you) by sturn for darkmoonlightanon
Fandoms: Sturniolo Triplets (Video Blogging RPF)
16 May 2026
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If this is wrong, then surely that's how it should feel—right? Every nerve in Chris' body should be rejecting it, but when Nick moves closer and pushes into him, they fit like a fucking puzzle piece.
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so scarlet it was maroon by sturn for husher
Fandoms: Sturniolo Triplets (Video Blogging RPF)
24 Apr 2026
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"He's mine," is what he says, voice whiny and pathetic and eyes full of sorrow as they move to Nick. Matt's his. Nick's his. They're not meant to smell like anything besides the nest that Chris makes in their bed every night. They're not meant to smell like strangers.
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Jesus fucking Christ. Chris just wants to get dressed. His arms aren't moving though, and his fingers aren't working. His mind isn't functioning, and that's the biggest issue.