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#riff lorton fic
luwritesomething · 1 year
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if requests r still open i would love to request some jealous riff from west side story headcanons! Just some simple stuff of riff meeting genderneutral!readers ex lol. ty for reading <33
Riff Heacanons: Jealousy.
Warnings: Swearing lol
Edited?: Like always, no.
Reader's pronouns: Not stated, gender neautral.
Summary: Just some headcanons with our little boy Riff.
Author's note: again, sorry sorry sorry for taking so long to answer :( i've been busy and unmotivated. i feel like this is very short, sorry again, but i hope you like it!! criticism is appreciated, and request are still open.
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riff is a jealous dude.
it's not that he doesn't trust you --- he does, especially if he's daying you for real ---, it's more like he doesn't trust other people around you because, for him, you're everything good in this world, the hope he had lost.
but he still trusts you to tell them to fuck off if they try to make a move.
he's very physical, not only when he's jealous, but when he is you can bet he's gonna have an arm around your waist or directly eat your face out in front of whoever you are.
he's the kind that watches from a corner that interaction he thinks it's shady, narrowing his eyes and with his jaw tightly clenched.
barging into your conversations like that has always get him in trouble with you because you love him but you like your bondaries and the trust, but he swears it's because he loves you.
poor baby is so scared you'll find someone better than him (in his opinion, this is incredibly easy) and leave him.
reassuring is something you had never imagined you would have to do with him, but it's very common for him to end up going mute as you try to tell him there's no one that could steal your attention like he still does everyday.
anyways, going to the point,,,
let's say that your ex isn't part of the jets (not of the sharks, either), and neither are you because that would include a whole shit ass explanation of why you ended up with riff --- you just did, alright? :D
okay so let's say you're going on about your day in the jet part of the neighborhood, running some errands, knowing that riff is watching you from the corner of the street where he's at with his boys.
you've grown very fond of his attention, little gestures like those --- he watches over you from the place he's at, so he doesn't overwhelm you contantly with his bubbly persona but showing he still cares.
and uh-oh, now you're facing your ex.
things didn't end up great between you two, although it wasn't too bad either. still, you would've liked to run away from that situation, but before you can turn around and act like you haven't seen them before they lay eyes on you, they wave their hand at you and you're doomed to make some small talk with them.
your ex has always been a very charismatic and friendly person, which leads into you two talking probably more than what you've expected.
and riff noticed this from his place in the street.
he's able to wait for ten solid minutes before he pats diesel in the shoulder and he starts walking towards you two, unbothered face but a strong glimmer in his eyes.
you know it's him as soon as he rests his calloused hand on your waist, squeezing lightly --- the kind of squeeze he gives when he gets jealous.
the signs of him being jealous are easy to pick on, but you still look up to him when he reaches you, watching amusedly how serious yet cool he looks --- he tries too hard, you'd notice even with a blindfold.
"hey, buddy boy."
that's the cue for you to put your hand on top of his, to keep him grounded from saying something too harsh.
it makes him relax every time, that touch of security that let's him know he still has that special connection with you he can't describe.
your ex is a nice person and them doesn't notice that riff is jealous, and you're smart enough to instantly introduce riff as your boyfriend.
the thing ends happily, like it usually does.
sometimes, though, riff would go a bit out of leash when the person talking to you is shamelessly flirty to you with him still there.
he has never throw hands because he knows you don't like violence, especially not when it's about you.
but sometimes his snarky remarks annoy you a bit.
you always forgive him, though, because he ends up apologizing sooner or later and you'll always work things out <3
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orcaofmyheart99 · 2 months
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My brain whenever I'm doing something that doesn't relate to my hyperfixations
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keerysfreckles · 2 months
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will you accept requests of mike faist characters? love uuuu
i will!!!!!!! in my mike faist era HEAVILYYY literally love him with all my heart 💌
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dylanobrienblog · 2 years
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I’ll keep it PG and just say -This scene is CRIMINALLY underrated.
Amazing giff made by: @faistncoffman @davidsfincher
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girlygirl-20 · 2 years
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A place for us (1/?)
Paring: riff (2021) x female OC
Summary: after keeping their untitled fling under wraps for the past few months riff and lorelai (lori) struggle to continue keeping everything secret while battling with eviction and poverty in the west side of Manhattan.
Warnings: swearing, suggestive content, eventual smut (future chapters) racist and prejudice topics (it’s WSS) smoking, angst
The bright sunlight beaming through the thin blinds caused lori to scrunch her eyes together and stir in her sleep. She rolled over to find a very much asleep riff, his arm was still loosely draped around her waist and his hair was a ruffled mess.
He looked adorable, not that she’d ever tell him that of course, he would roll his eyes and scoff at the thought of himself ever being described as ‘cute’.
Lori caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on her bedside table and internally groaned knowing she’d have to be up in a few minutes if she wanted to make it to valentines in time for her shift. She also knew she had to get riff out of the apartment before her roommate seen him.
The boy stirred as she left soft pecks on his bare chest, she trailed her kissed up to his lips and paused for a minute to take in his features before kissing his lips. Just as she was about to kiss him that oh so familiar smirk appeared on his lips
“So ya gonna kiss me or ya still thinkin bout it girly girl” she giggled before leaning down and pecking his pretty lips. He deepened the kiss, grabbing her neck with his hand to pull her closer “mhmm baby I gotta go to go to work” she mumbled against his lips.
Before she knew it riff flipped them over in a swift movement so he was now hovering over her small frame “no ya don’t ya ain’t runnin out on me this time dollface” he smirked before planting kisses from her jaw working his way down to her neck.
“I..mhm baby…hm riff seriously I’m gonna be late”
“Fine” her grumbled in defeat before stealing one last kiss.
Lori forced herself to roll out of her boys arms and into the cold air, if she could she would stay with him trapped in bed forever but once again she’d never let him know that.
Riff watched her intently as she got dressed, her soft hair come out in bouncy curls once her rollers had set, applying light make up to here already gorgeous features. In his opinion she was the prettiest thing he’d ever laid eyes on.
Once dressed she checked she had everything and turned towards the boy still in her bed. “Ya walking me or not jet boy?” She smirked.
“Course I am, don’t need anyone thinkin my girl’s available” he stated springing out of bed and shoving his clothes on, she rolled her eyes as he slung his arm round her and they walked out the door.
Once they arrived at valentinas much to lori’s surprise instead of riff kissing her goodbye and heading off he entered the store with her.
“Hola valentina?” She called as she entered
“buenos días mi amor…and you juvenile delinquent” she scowled upon seeing riff.
valentina had taken lori and Tony under her wing when they were both very young they had both been left at a particularly young age with no parents, with lori’s father walking out when she was a baby and her mother passing when she was 6. She was given over to her uncle and aunt who weren’t exactly the maternal type so she chose to spend most of her time at valentinas. Tony and Lori grew close because of their similar circumstances and both spending most of their time as the drug store together. Tony was sent upstate almost a year ago for beating up some kid and Lori missed him like crazy he acted as a sort of brother figure she had longed for.
“So valentina anything you want done right away or shall I start sweeping?” The girl questioned “sí sí pero, I have a surprise for you first”
Lori cocked her head confused and as if right on que a tall figure appeared from downstairs.
“TONY!” She squealed running into his arms “hey lor” he smiled down at the girl he’d grew to love like a little sister.
“I- how are you!? Are you okay? Did they treat you well enou- gosh did they feed you decently? When did you come back? Wha-“
“Hey hey take a breath you! I have all the time in the world ta answer your questions” he laughed
Whipping her head around she locked eyes with riff “did you know about this?” “I might have heard a thing or two about it girly girl”
“Girly girly?” Tony chimed in, riff raised his eyebrow prompting tony to continue “nothin’ just seems a bit domestic is all” Lori shot riff a panicked look. “Pffft nah I’ve always called her that”
“Yeppp” lori forced a smile, just as Tony was about to continue digging valentina prompted both of them to get back to work. Lori grabbed a mop and riff took his que to leave, the pair exchanged a knowing look before he headed out the door.
Tony filled lori in throughout their shift about his time upstate, how valentina had offered him a job and a place to stay and how tension had been high between him and riff since he came home. Much to riffs disappointment tony had turned down his offer to stay with him, and chose to stay with valentina instead.
This would have been solved quickly if it had been a year ago, but that was the problem it wasn’t a year ago and Tony had changed and with that change came a new mindset on everything. Including the jets. Of course he still loved those boys like brothers, but he couldn’t risk acting out and getting himself sent to prison again.
“You’d tell me right?” Tony blurted out “hm” lori questioned “yknow if you n riff was a thing you’d tell me yeah?”
Lori paused to consider her options before realising it’s better to discuss it with Riff before saying anything as they themself hadn’t even discussed what their situation really was.
“Ehm yeah…of course I would, anyway I better go it’s getting late and you need to close up” she smiled “yeah Sure, want me to walk ya home?”
“No it’s alright….erm riffs going to walk me” lori grabbed her coat and headed out before tony could question her further. Tony wasn’t stupid riff was his best friend and lori was like a sister to him, he knew there was something going on, he just had to wait untill one of them cracked.
Turning the corner from docs she seen riff standing where he usually does smoking a cigarette.
“Hey baby” he smirked stubbing out his cigarette. Her smile grew just upon seeing him.
“Hey handsome” lori wrapped her arms around his neck as riff grabbed her waist and connected their lips. She giggled humming into the kiss as she felt him deepen it.
“LORELAI?!”
Breaking apart lori whipped her head around to see mouthpiece and Velma her best friend, the couple looked stunned to say the least.
God how was she supposed to explain this.
AN: I’m so scared to post this haha, I’ve never written a full on story only one shots! I’m excited but also nervous haha. This chapter was going to be longer but I didn’t want it to become too long and boring. Anyway I’m rambling I hope you enjoyed it and pls! Feedback is encouraged I’d love to know your thoughts 💕
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a-way-of-forgiving · 2 years
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Can you write some Riff and Baby John fluff?
Before the Rumble || Riff and Baby John (Platonic)
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Ever since he first joined the jets, Baby John was both scared and thrilled by the idea of a rumble. He knew he was easy to pick on because he was little. But the idea of a rumble was so enthralling to him. The rumble with the Sharks gave him the same feeling. Those boys could easy hurt him, they had before. But this was his chance to finally prove himself to the Jets. To show that he was a good fighter and an important member to the group.
The boys all got ready for the fight together. After they said goodbye to their girls anyway. Baby John listened to the others talk, trying to pick up any tips he could. He tried to look tough but anyone could tell he was shaking from nerves.
Riff, being the leader of the Jets, was used to analyzing the behavior of his boys. He was good at telling when someone was scared, any emotions they felt really. That’s why his eyes landed on Baby John, who was slightly trembling.
He approached his younger friend, sitting down next to him. “You’re shakin’ more than a leaf, kiddo. Ya nervous?” He asked, Baby John nodded. “Well, nerves are good. They get ya excited. And, it shows ya care.” He shrugged.
“What if they nail my other ear?“ Baby John asked. It seemed like he was joking, but he wasn’t.
Riff laughed. “They ain’t gonna. Not with all of us there anyway. Plus, it’s a no weapons fight. Ya will be alright.”
“If it’s no weapons, why do ya got a gun?”
The older teen’s expression darkened. “We ain’t gonna use it if we don’t got ta. It’s…a safety thing. If things get ugly, we can defend ourselves. That’s all.” Baby John nodded, although his nerves barely calmed. Riff noticed this of course. “Come on, tell me what’s really bothering ya.”
Baby John sighed. “What if I mess up somehow? And I disappoint ya guys? I still ain’t proved myself.”
Riff rose an eyebrow as he talked. “I’ll tell ya something, buddy boy. We all mess up in our own ways. Every time. Don’t be too hard on yourself. You couldn’t disappoint us. Plus, ya have already proved yourself. You’re a Jet, ya have been for awhile.” He chuckled.
“Yeah? Ya mean it?” Baby John asked hopefully, his shaking stopping a bit.
“I mean it. Everything’s gonna be alright. We’ll beat the Sharks then go home to our girls and celebrate our victory. It’s what we’ve always done. We always come out on top, kiddo.”
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pariahsparadise · 1 year
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riff lorton x shy!reader hc's
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requested by @luckyrabbits - hi! if requests are open, can i request something (fic or hcs are alright!) w riff lorton and a fem / gn reader who’s very shy? ty and have a great day! 
word count: 500
a/n: sorry this took so long to make! and as a shy person myself, i totally loved this prompt lol. hope you like this 💗
pairing(s): riff lorton x fem!reader
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riff first sees you when he stops by at doc’s. you’re working alongside tony and laughing at something he’s saying to you, one hand coming up a little self-consciously to cover your smile
riff melts on the spot
he bothers tony for next few days, trying to convince him to introduce the two of you
tony first says no, he knows you aren’t too comfortable around strangers
but riff manages to wear him down eventually
you’re a little scared when you first talk to him, and you’re really thankful that tony and riff manage to carry the conversation on their own with little input from you
but over time, talking to riff gets a little easier
until the mf starts flirting with you
my god, you get so flustered
riff’s a pretty smooth guy, with lots of confidence, he knows what he’s doing
you’re the exact opposite
the first time riff calls you “girly girl”, you get so flustered, you have to walk away to the staff room
he always keeps himself in check though
yes, he loves making you blush, but he never wants to actually make you uncomfortable, so he stays within his limits
he takes you out on multiple dates, usually in secluded places
originally, he did this so you’d feel better, but he ends up liking it more himself, it’s quality time with you AND he’s the sole receiver of all your attention
this isn’t always the case though
sometimes you insist on going dancing because you know all the jets are
and riff loves it too, but he won’t go without you
so you try and bear with it as much as you can
you’re too shy to dance in the hall with all the people milling about you though, so you encourage riff to dance with grazie and the other girls
and even if he does, he always manages to find his way back to you
will probably drag you out of the hall to dance in the parking lot
the music is muted, he sings along to it as he sways you around before pulling you into a kiss
you melt against him, knees unsteady, thankful for the arm he secures around your waist to keep you standing
riff’s also great at extracting you from social situations you don’t want to be in
all you have to do is tug on his sleeve once, and he’ll offer the people around you a pleasant smile and believable excuse before whisking you away
he’s usually the one to initiate physical touch, but on the rare occasions that you do?? fucking dead
just imagine, dragging him down by the collar of his shirt to kiss you?? out of absolutely nowhere?
he always makes the most surprised gasp, too
it fuels your ego, gives you the very necessary confidence boost that you need
riff kind of tends to keep the jets away from you, they’re a really loud and often rude gang
he knows you don’t need to be a part of a crowd like that, so the only jets you properly know are riff and tony
all in all, he’s a great boyfriend, and he finds your shyness endearing instead of annoying
it’s just one of the many things he’s loves about you :)
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rip-us-xoxo · 1 year
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West Side Story Fics
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fluff- ^
angst- *
smut- ~
Riff Lorton
none yet
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raggellion · 2 years
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Hiii!
I currently have a Riff Lorton fic out but I’m thinking about starting a new ongoing story about Klaus Mikaelson. I’m still not 100% sure so I will keep you guys posted. Let me know what ya think!
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misguidedswagger · 2 years
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angst requests plz 🙏🏼🙏🏼
i have a couple rec’s in my inbox but they were intended to be fluff, so…i don’t wanna spoil those for whoever requested them
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riffheartsgraziella · 2 years
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The Doctor’s Office - Graziella’s POV
A/N: Here’s the first part of the new HC series with @bernardolovesanita! I was going to wait until tomorrow to post, but it’s a snow day for me today, so I figured why not post it now? @bernardolovesanita is going to post Anita’s POV when they get back from vacation!
I wanted to use characterizations and backstories from the 2021 film, so Graziella and Riff will be based on Paloma’s and Mike’s portrayals.
Also, the last name I’ve given Riff is the one I’ve always used in all my fics, as it’s the last name he was given in the 1961 novelization by Irving Shulman.
Sighing softly in relief after climbing the three flights of stairs to her doctor’s office, Graziella took a seat in the far corner of the waiting room, having just finished signing in for her appointment. Once she was comfortably settled, she ran a protective hand over her growing belly. Nearly four months along, she had finally started showing a couple weeks earlier. She loved pressing her hands to her stomach, hoping to feel signs of the baby moving. Her doctor had told her that probably wouldn’t happen for a few more weeks, but she was hopeful. Her baby was the only thing that brought her hope anymore. It had been three months since the rumble, but she still felt Riff’s loss like a sharp blade in her heart every day. There were some days when she woke up and believed he would be next to her, only to have her hopes crushed at the sight of the empty side of the bed. But her baby—their baby—had brought her back to life. She hadn’t even realized she was pregnant until almost a month after the rumble. When she’d gone to see the doctor for the first time, he’d told her she was nearly eight weeks along. It still shocked her to think that for the last few weeks of Riff’s life, she had been walking around with his child inside her and neither of them had known it.
Graziella was living with Velma now, the final straw of living with her mother having been when her ma made rude comments about her child’s “dead daddy” when she’d finally told her she was pregnant. But she had gotten a job at a local diner a few weeks ago, and she was planning on working hard so that she could save up enough for her own place, a place for her and her child. She was just starting to daydream about all the things she and her baby would get to do one day when the sound of the door opening caught her attention. She turned her head, her blonde curls brushing against her cheek. As soon as she saw the person walking towards the front desk, however, her face turned pale and she clutched the armrest of her chair. It was Bernardo’s girl. Anita. She hadn’t seen her since that night—since that awful night at Doc’s. That night when—Graziella shook her head. She couldn’t think about it. She couldn’t think about any of it. What was Anita doing here? Velma had helped her find this doctor, a doctor who specialized in obstetrics, which she had learned was a fancy word for childbirth. Anita would only be here if she…oh, God. Apparently, Riff and Bernardo had more in common than they’d realized. “Mrs. Lorton, are you okay?” One of the nurses was standing over her, a paper cup full of water in hand. “You look very pale all of a sudden.” Mrs. Lorton. The first time Graziella had ever come to this office, she had written Riff’s last name as her own on her intake papers. Then she’d checked off that she was married. Widowed, she’d told them. They must have known she was lying. She didn’t even have a ring, though she hadn’t taken off Riff’s Miraculous Medal and his mother’s bracelet since the day Officer Krupke had given them to her after their trip to the morgue. But even though they must have known that she wasn’t really Mrs. Lorton, they were always kind and referred to her as such. “I’m fine. Thank you,” Graziella said, trying not to tremble as she accepted the cup of water. The nurse watched her for another minute before heading back to her station. What were the odds that Anita would also be pregnant, that she would be at the same doctor’s office as Graziella, and at the same time? With horror, Graziella looked around the mostly empty waiting room. Once Anita was done signing in, she would have to sit down. And when she did, there was really no way she would avoid seeing Graziella. Graziella didn’t feel ready to see her and she definitely didn’t want to talk to her. Panicked, she turned her face away and shifted in her seat so that her back was mostly to the waiting room. She clutched her belly desperately, clinging to the hope her baby gave her and trying to push all other painful memories out of her mind. Would she ever be able to escape the memories of that awful night?
Tag List: @loverisi @whisperofsong @darklingswhore @rosalinacl22
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girlygirl-20 · 2 years
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I think I’m gonna start writing a riff x jet girl fic but I’m scared lol
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misguidedswagger · 2 years
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be on the look out for “try me” (dodge mason) & “it all ends where it begins” (riff lorton)
they’re vastly different in themes but i think they’re both going to be good. i don’t remember the last time i’ve worked this hard on fics LMAO
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