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madi carrington

off limits

You’ve always been part of their story — five kids who grew up side by side. Chris, Nick, and Matt Sturniolo, your brother Nate, and you: the youngest, the one they all swore to protect. Summers were spent at each other’s houses, winters buried under the same pile of blankets watching old movies. You know every version of them — the loud, the goofy, the tired, the real.

miles don’t matter

long distance isn’t easy — everyone says that, but no one really tells you what it feels like. it’s the late-night facetime calls that stretch into early mornings, the half-asleep “i love you” before one of you drifts off, the quiet ache that comes after hanging up. it’s missing someone you’ve never stopped talking to. it’s hearing his laugh through a phone and wishing you could reach through it.

cold bed, warm couch

You walk into his room quietly, the door barely making a sound as you push it open. Normally, this room feels warm—messy in a familiar way, smelling faintly of his cologne and laundry detergent, full of things that scream him. Usually, you’d already be smiling by the time you stepped inside, because this was where you spent most of your time together: tangled up on his bed, legs intertwined, laughing over nothing, sharing earbuds, arguing about which movie to watch and never actually watching it.

safe place

Madison “Madi” Doe—known to the world as Billie Eilish—lives a life split between fame and something far more grounding. She shares a home with the Sturniolo triplets, Nick, Matt, and Chris, whose YouTube-driven chaos gives her a sense of normalcy she rarely gets elsewhere. Her brother Nate, both her producer and closest confidant, is her creative anchor, shaping music with her and keeping her rooted in who she truly is. At the center of it all is her relationship with Chris. Their love is quie

almost normal

Madi and Carl have been dating for a few months, and from the very beginning their relationship has been easy, warm, and full of small affectionate habits. Carl is usually attentive and protective in subtle ways—walking Madi to class, holding her hand in the hallways, leaning down to whisper jokes in her ear just to make her smile. He always saves her a seat at lunch, texts her good morning and good night, and somehow remembers the tiniest details about her, like how she takes her coffee or which songs she loops when she’s anxious.

the moment he stopped pretending

he asked her who she was going to prom with — casual, almost teasing, but there was a flicker of hope in his voice that he tried to hide. she smiled, about to answer, about to say a name that might’ve meant something. and then it happened.

back to you

you told yourself you were fine with it — that long distance was just a phase, that love could stretch itself across time zones and stay the same. but some nights it didn’t feel that way. some nights it was too quiet, the kind of quiet that made you ache. you missed the small things — the way he’d hum along to songs in the car, the warmth of his hoodie that always smelled like his cologne, the sound of him laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.

off limits

You’ve always been part of their story — five kids who grew up side by side. Chris, Nick, and Matt Sturniolo, your brother Nate, and you: the youngest, the one they all swore to protect. Summers were spent at each other’s houses, winters buried under the same pile of blankets watching old movies. You know every version of them — the loud, the goofy, the tired, the real.

no respond

Madi and Chris have been dating for a few months, and from the very beginning their relationship has been easy, warm, and full of small affectionate habits. Chris is usually attentive and protective in subtle ways—walking Madi to class, holding her hand in the hallways, leaning down to whisper jokes in her ear just to make her smile. He always saves her a seat at lunch, texts her good morning and good night, and somehow remembers the tiniest details about her, like how she takes her coffee or which songs she loops when she’s anxious.

crazy shit

me and draco are dating and pansy and matheo are dating. me and pansy are flirting for fun

sunburn & screenshots

you didn’t mean to notice him at first — he was just another worker at Gringo’s, another smile in a place full of them, another laugh with the customers. but his was different. softer. the kind that lingered in your head long after you left.

serpent love

Seventh year at Hogwarts follows a tight-knit Slytherin friend group as relationships, loyalties, and secrets collide. With war looming and emotions running high, love grows complicated, friendships are tested, and nothing stays simple for long. Power, protection, and passion blur together in a story where choices matter just as much as feelings.

soft for you

He still looks like he walks through shadows without making a sound, still carries that quiet mystery that makes everyone else keep a respectful distance — but with you, it’s different. With you, Theo softens in ways he didn’t think he was capable of. He keeps the world at arm’s length, yet somehow you ended up in the center of his orbit without even trying.

he remembered

You’re laying under Chris’s arm on his bed, in the kind of quiet that only exists when two people are completely comfortable. Your phone is balanced in your hand, a random video playing — a girl showing her boyfriend her favorite flowers. You laugh softly and nudge Chris, showing him the screen. He glances at it, then at you, that familiar half-smile tugging at his lips.

still here, always here

You and Chris have been together for two years, living in a cozy apartment in Boston. The space is small but warm — books stacked neatly on the shelves, a few plants thriving on the windowsill, and a soft throw always draped over the couch where you spend lazy evenings together. Chris has a calming presence in the apartment: he’ll sit beside you while you scroll through your phone, running his fingers through your hair without a word, or make you coffee just the way you like it without asking. The rhythm of living together is comfortable, almost silent in its understanding — the way he folds the laundry, the way you leave little notes for each other on the fridge, the way he remembers the small details you’ve mentioned weeks ago.

still yours

chris and madi can’t let each other go. no matter how many times they end things, she still calls after the club, and he still lets her in. It’s love, lust, and everything in between, a cycle they can’t break.

no response

Madi and Theo have been dating for a few months, and from the very beginning their relationship has been easy, warm, and full of small affectionate habits. Theo is usually attentive and protective in subtle ways—walking Madi to class, holding her hand in the hallways, leaning down to whisper jokes in her ear just to make her smile. He always saves her a seat at lunch, texts her good morning and good night, and somehow remembers the tiniest details about her, like how she takes her coffee or which songs she loops when she’s anxious.

devoted to you

Anthony Valtheron, had been a knight before he had been a man. Sworn to the sword, to the kingdom, to her. He was disciplined, unshakable—yet when it came to Madi, he was nothing but undone. He had stood at her side since both of them were young, first as a protector, then as something more dangerous. Something neither of them dared named.

sneaky

i sneaked into dracos dorm and we hear a knock, draco before opening, presses me against the wall with his hand covering my mouth, so i dont make a sound. it was mattheo looking for me