#vinnie hacker fanfiction

[cosmicanakin]

blast from the past.

pairing. vinnie hacker x female reader.

outline. at your friends' charity event, you run into your ex-boyfriend vinnie and his new girl, who takes an instant dislike to you and acts possessively aggressive and jealous.

contains. angst, mention of breakups, unhealthy relationship dynamics, jealousy, possessiveness, threats of violence, cliffhanger ending.

authors note. a cliffhanger! love thoseeee. part two will be up soon. and sorryyyy it's so short i was rushing.

part two.

smoothing your outfit, you take a deep breath as you enter the building hosting tonight's charity gala. your friends had volunteered your help on the planning committee and it was hard to turn down such an important cause. but agreeing also meant risking running into vinnie, your ex-boyfriend of over a year who still held your heart in a soft grip.

scanning the room as names and faces blur together, you finally spot a familiar head of perfectly tousled curls across the way. vinnie looks unfairly handsome, chatting animatedly beside some blonde you didn't recognize. a fluttery feeling bubbles in your stomach despite your best efforts to ignore it.

just then vinnie's gaze sweeps the room, locking with yours from a distance. he offers a small smile in greeting that warms you. until the blonde follows his line of sight, catching your stare with harsh eyes that narrow almost imperceptibly. you blink in surprise at her glare, wondering what problem she could possibly have with you already.

cursing your still all too readable emotions where vinnie was concerned, you turn purposefully toward a table to greet familiar faces. small talk flows easily with old friends, finding comfort in their company over lingering on past hurts.

a while later needing air, you excuse yourself to grab a glass of champagne from the open bar. the crowd has only grown in your brief absence, making navigation tricky. rounding a cluster of people, you accidentally collide with someone already occupying the newly emptied spot beside you.

"oh sorry," comes a clipped tone, recognizing it as belonging to vinnie's new arm candy. up close her features hold a brittle prettiness, expensive fabrics stretching taut over exaggerated curves. she clings possessively to his arm with long red talons, sizing you up through narrowed lids.

"not a problem," you respond politely, signaling the bartender. her grip on vinnie's bicep noticeably tightens at your presence, red nails digging into his skin. he winces almost imperceptibly, shooting her a look.

"i'd be careful if i were you. vinnie's moved on so you should too, rather than hovering around trying to cause problems." her voice drips saccharine venom, clearly relishing the power trips petty drama brings. a harsh ringing sounds your alarm bells, wondering what narrative this girl has spun about your past.

keeping composure, you merely flash a tight smile. "i'm not here for vinnie, just supporting friends. no need to worry, you've got him on quite a short leash it seems."

a huff of indignation leaves her cherry-stained lips, still holding onto vinnie's arm possessively. only then does he speak, resting a placating hand over hers to soothe. "babe calm down, we're all adults here right? no need to cause a scene."

her grip doesn't loosen, venomous gaze never leaving your face as if expecting a further retort. perhaps sensing tension, the bartender slides your drink across with a grimace of solidarity. taking a steadying sip you sigh, deciding retreat was the wisest path here.

turning to go, you catch vinnie's eye meaningfully. "i'll see you around vinnie. the both of you enjoy the rest of your evening." with that you weave back into the crowd, eager to leave the cloying perfume in your wake.

it couldn't have been more than 20 minutes later that you felt an arm wrap, coming face to face with the blonde demon once more. her features now hold pure malice, grip on your arm painfully tight.

"i thought i made myself clear to stay away, you bitch. vinnie is mine now, so do us both a favor and leave him alone before i have to make you." her snarled words send a chill down your spine at the sheer crazed fury behind them. people mill around unaware as you wrestle to free yourself from taloned restraint.

with a fierce shove you manage to rip your arm from her grasp, taking a step back warily. "i don't want anything to do with vinnie, you crazy bitch. i was being polite earlier for his sake but clearly, that was a mistake."

before she can lunge further a familiar voice interrupts the brewing catfight. "babe what's going on?" vinnie levels you with a glare that pierces your heart. "i saw you putting your hands on my girl. what the hell y/n?"

you gape in disbelief, gaze flickering between the unhinged witch smirking in triumph beside him and his stony features. "are you fucking kidding me right now vinnie? she fucking attacked me, threatening me over nothing! your bitch is psycho, i was just defending myself!"

he regards you with disbelief, curling a protective arm around her waist. "i highly doubt that. you were always jealous and grasping, couldn't accept me moving on."

hot angry tears prick your eyes at the cruel betrayal, hurt swarming your chest as he blindly sides with this stranger over you after so long together. gathering the tatters of your dignity, you nod tightly before stalking away without another word. glancing back as you enter the lobby, vinnie's new girl hungrily devours his mouth in a lingering kiss that twists the final knife. how pathetic.

storming out into the cool night, you dial your friend noah's number with shaking fingers praying he's awake. within minutes headlights pull up and you collapse sobbing into the passenger seat, spilling the whole sordid tale between heaving breaths. he comforts you as best he can, driving you home in respectful silence once the tears run dry.

collapsing onto the bed still dressed to the nines, you let lingering hurt and frustration wash over in waves until merciful sleep claims your aching mind. all you can do is keep moving forward and try to let go, though scars of the heart heal slowest of all.

that was the last thing you wanted to look back on, after working so hard on moving forward from vinnie in the year since your break up. but fate works in cruel ways sometimes, bringing people from your history back to reopen barely scabbed wounds. all you can do now is try to pick up the pieces again and keep placing one foot in front of the other, hoping in time even bitter memories will fade.

#﹙ kari writes 𝜗𝜚 ﹚ #vinnie #vinnie hacker #vinniehacker #vincent hacker #vhackerr #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker angst #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker fanfiction #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie imagines #vinnie fanfic #vinnie smut #vinnie x reader #vinnie x female reader #vinnie x y/n #vinnie hacker x female reader #vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker fanfic

[marjorie189]

Could you do an insta au with vinnie hacked with a black girl?

Ahh!! This is new territory for me, but I'm glad to embark in something new!! ☺️

I’ve never done an insta au, so here goes nothing!!

~

ynuser

Liked by chanelofficial, vinniehacker and 757,597 others

ynuser Chanel ‘23

view all comments

chanelofficial we love seeing you in red ♥️ oh also in our brand 😌

chanelofficial ❤️❤️❤️❤️

ynuser I loveee you guys!!!

user.one SHES so fucking pretty

vinniehacker always love your smile

ynuser you always find a way to make my heart flutter

user.two their comments are so adorable

user.three they're* so adorable

ynuser

Liked by vinnehacker, jackchampion, and 689,698 others

ynuser dinner date 🤍🥂 @vinnerhacker luv you baby

view all comments

vinniehacker love ya more sweetheart

user.four they way they fucking match 🥺

user.five his hands... those ringsss

ynuser right there with you girl 😩

ynuser

Liked by icespice, vinniehacker, and 900,000 others

ynuser 1, 2, 3, pose 📸

view all comments

user.six natural beauty

user.seven she's so hot

vinniehacker omw

user.eight 💀💀💀💀

user.nine no fucking way Vinnie commented that photo 😭😭

10,000 others replied

ynuser and vinniehacker

ynuser and vinniehacker vacation 🏖️

view all comments

user.ten they look sooo happy together <333

jettashford hera says hi

ynuser @vinniehacker I think this is his way of saying he misses us

vinniehacker it's okay jetty we'll be home soon

user.eleven lmao I'm dead not Jett being the third person in the relationship

user.twelve mommy daddy!!

user.thirteen adopt me

ynuser

ynuser 🖤

Liked by maria.hacker.3, zendeya, and 858,245 others

view all comments

zendeya baddie

user.fourteen black is your color ♣️

vinniehacker gorgeous girl

vinniehacker

vinniehacker livin in our own little bubble

Liked by ynuser, noahbeck, and 899,978 others

view all comments

ynuser always in our own little world 🌍

user.fifteen I just know y/n made Vinnie upload his sleepy photos

ynuser liked this comment

user.sixteen they're so cute! I love them sm

user.seventeen the way they're still matching even when they're alone makes me wanna cry

user.eighteen the blacks and whites 🤍🖤

ynuser

ynuser grassy picnics with my one and only 🧺🌳

liked by vinniehacker and 897,898 others

view all comments

user.nineteen your dress is so cute!!

vinniehacker in this world it's just us

user.twenty did he just quote harry? I love him even more 🥹🥹

user.twentyone love how secluded this looks! it really is just them in their own little movie

~

hope ya'll enjoyed this!!!

don't forget to like and follow to get notified when I post!!

taglist: @annab-nana @hoodpankow @alaynahope714 @jeyramarie @lemur46 @goldenroutledge @valluvsu

#vinnie hacker x y/n #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker x black!reader #vinnie hacker instagram au #vinnie hacker au #vinnie hacker instagram imagine #x black fem reader #instagram au #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker fanfiction

[diorjadore]

Bothered — Vinnie Hacker

—

Pairing/s: Vinnie Hacker x fem!reader

Summary: Maybe the birthday boy should’ve finished what he started?

Warning/s: Angst, NSFW?, Language, Theme

Word Count: ~2.2k words

—

It’s finally Vinnie’s special day! You were currently getting ready to go to his No Vacancy party down in Los Angeles when you saw him exiting his bathroom with only a towel draped around his waist. You eyed how his tattooed skin flexed because of his muscles, how prominent the dips on his stomach were, not to mention the newly adorned tattoo just at the bottom part of his right rib. You continued to glam at his computer desk with your makeshift setup, not wanting to sweat yourself in the bathroom while he was showering because the man loves hot showers. Plus, let’s just say you’d be tempted, and give in to said temptation, when you’re in there with him naked with just glass separating the two of you.

There was already a growing feeling in your stomach by how picturesque your boyfriend looked and you just wish for him to stop right now and get dressed because you both will never make it to the party his manager oh so graciously planned. You know Nick would kill him, well both of you, if the actual birthday boy wasn’t at his party.

“I can feel you staring, y’know,” Vinnie said with just a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

“Shut up. No, I’m not,” you said as you blushed your cheeks. Hopefully, this’ll cover up your actual redness?

“Hmmm, okay. Whatever you say, doll.” God, he just knows how to get you going. Nicknames like this will be the death of you.

“Quit teasing or else we won’t make it to your party,” you demanded but he was just a menace. He took slow strides towards you and you stopped your movements to look up at him.

“Maybe that’s what I wanna do right now, I don’t know, Y/n/n.” His fingers ghosted over your shoulder as chills crept up your spine. “I know you wanna get fucked against this table, baby.” He continued as he cupped your boobs through your baby tee. Your legs subconsciously parting, which wasn’t really a feat since you were wearing a micro miniskirt. He peppered sweet but sensual kisses to your neck as you tilted a bit to give him more room, his hand now squeezing it with his thumb swiping up and down. His other hand snaked its way down to your legs to part them even more as he inched his fingers closer to your core, his cold fingers a nice contrast to your heated middle.

“Vinnie…” you trailed off, eyes closing in the subtle pleasure. Even tiny actions like this send you off the rails and it’s taking too much of you to not give in.

“Just say the word, Y/n. They can always throw another party,” he cooed, voice dark and lustrous against your ear that you can feel the vibration from his lips.

He hitched your leg up so now your foot is resting on the edge of his table. You were completely sprawled out while Vinnie was still in his towel, his aching member begging to be freed and relieved. It was all completely up to you, even his continuous caressing of your ignited body. His large hand ghosted over your underwear and he felt how damp you were, already spoiling your panties. “So beautiful…” he trailed off.

“Fuck,” you said as you sucked in a breath, eyes closed to focus on the feeling. You let him continue with his actions as he now palmed your core, his middle finger just right on your slit. It didn’t help how you were wearing lingerie for later, which was when you actually intended to make love to him. But of course, he had other plans. His other hand squeezed your boob as you slightly recoiled and closed your legs all the while his hand still palming you down there.

“Fuck Vinnie, stop. We can’t,” you said in clarity as you gripped his forearm with all your strength, which wasn’t much because you were so weak from this forbidden pleasure. You shot straight up and opened your eyes, adjusting to the current situation, and made your way to the dresser to get new underwear but Vinnie stopped you.

“Nuh uh, princess. Keep wearing the one you have on now,” Vinnie said, looking at you up and down as if to torture you with your denial of him. Whatever. You rolled your eyes and scoffed as you put on your shoes and grabbed your bag, you won’t let this ruin the night. Plus, you were gonna get some later anyways someway somehow, it’s the boy’s birthday for goodness sake.

“Okay daddy,” you chirped and Vinnie slightly tensed. Two can play this game.

The ride was joyous given that Jett, Eamon, and Jack were all with you in Jack’s borrowed Range Rover because his Bronco broke, occasionally and randomly singing ‘Happy Birthday’ to annoy Vinnie. He had his hand in between your thighs the whole time, his pinky finger sometimes teasing you just because he can. But when you wanted to take matters into your own hands by guiding him to your core, he suddenly became a prude and muttered, “Not here, Y/n.” to stop you when he’s the one at fault in the first place. What an asshole.

“I fucking hate you, Vincent,” you said as you rolled your eyes in annoyance. You really tried to be in high spirits tonight but with this constant teasing and denial, you were definitely bound to break. Vinnie ignored your statement and just decided to leave you be, not wanting to cause a scene and potentially ruin the night when it barely just began.

Alas, you were finally at the club, and Nick, Rafy, and the rest of the team managed to pull off yet another party for your boyfriend. After an hour into arriving at the scene, the crowd sang for Vinnie, and well wishes and gifts were received by the very smiley boy beside you. Like always, the two of you were pushed back to the side to avoid the middle space full of drunk, underaged, and sweaty fellow influencers. Your back was on Vinnie’s chest while your ass was perfectly in place on his crotch area, his hands lingering now and then on your thighs and hips, keeping you close, too close, to him as if he’s afraid people will come and steal him away from you.

“You having fun, babe?” You asked, turning over your shoulder to meet his eyes as he sipped on his beer. The place was so dark and intimate that it would take someone to stare at you both to see you.

“Yeah but I wanna go home though…” he trailed off. Yes, it’s a normal thing for the both of you to want to ditch everybody just so you could lounge in sweats and pizza.

“Just a little longer, yeah?” You smiled as you kissed his cheek making him grin and chastely kiss you on the lips. Even these little kisses were enough to spark that unfinished satisfaction within you and you bucked your hips back to cause some friction but Vinnie’s hands stopped you from going further.

“No.” Vinnie sternly said. “If you’re a good girl then you’ll wait, right baby?” He continued as he placed a kiss right behind your ear.

“Yes.” You hesitated to call him what he wants to be called since you’re in public.

“Yes, what?” Vinnie pressed on further.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Atta girl.” He relished in the fact that he has this hold on you.

“C’mon let’s dance,” he said as he pulled you to the dance floor. Now I think this is the appropriate time to grind against your boyfriend and it would be acceptable because it’s in a dance setting, right? Well, that’s exactly what you did. This is how you’re getting revenge. You swayed your hips on his middle when you had the chance as you danced to the music, letting all the frustrations out of your body. You brushed up to his hard member now and then, oh you’re so glad you’re dancing with, well against, the golden boy, the man of the hour.

“Easy, Y/n.” You heard him well enough even if it was just a whisper. You giggled and did quite the opposite as you enjoyed the fact that he can’t exactly control you here. A couple more hours of dancing, him DJing at the booth, pouring down shots with friends, and going crazy as ‘Gimme Gimme Gimme’ by ABBA and a few Britney songs played, you were spent. Luckily, the crowd was dying down and Vinnie wanted to leave as well.

You could barely walk out of the club so Vinnie opted to carry you instead. Unfortunately, this guy Vinnie met while playing Apex wanted to hitch a ride so he had to put you on his lap because it was already packed in the car. You were a giggling mess and had no grip on reality at the moment, it was embarrassing but it was understandable because you were wasted. To think you had more fun than the birthday boy…

“Vinnie, touch me please…” you whined and giggled. Vinnie’s whole body froze because you did not just say that in a tight space full of boys. “I’ve been good, right?”

“Please, Y/n, not here,” Vinnie begged. His face was beet red as he tried to contain you. You were sideways sitting on him but you threw your left leg over him so you were straddling the poor guy.

“I’ve been so good, daddy.” You tempted him. The air in the car was thick as the boys tried to look away to save both of your faces and to give you privacy (even if there was barely anything).

“No. We’re in public, baby.” He opposed again but you were restless. You started grinding your hips against him as your skirt rode up to your hips, Vinnie scrambling to put it down so they won’t see your underwear.

“Please, Vinnie. You didn’t let me cum earlier, I’m so horny.” A few stray tears escaped your eyes as the alcohol started to affect your emotions. You trailed kisses down his neck and felt up his toned chest.

“I’m still so wet…” shivers went up everybody’s spine when you said that and Vinnie sucked in a breath while one of the guys muttered “Jesus Christ” out of disbelief. Rightfully so because they never saw you act this needy, you were always Vinnie’s shy and good girlfriend.

Your boyfriend shot whoever that was a glare and begged the heavens, the universe, for the car ride to be over but you’re just barely getting out of LA. “I waited, I’ve been a good girl.”

“Please wait a little longer, baby.” Desperation was growing on Vinnie as he tried to stop whatever this borderline tantrum you’re throwing in front of everybody.

“Stop it, you’re humiliating yourself.” Vinnie sternly said with a shake to your body as if to snap you out of this state you’re in. His patience wearing thin.

“I don’t care, Vinnie. I want you so bad…” you whined as you continued your actions. He doesn’t know what to do with you right now and honestly, he just wishes for the earth to swallow him whole.

“Baby, please, we’re in a car with our friends.” He tried to reason out with your drunk ass but it wasn’t working. “Jett, drive faster for fuck’s sake.” He snapped.

“Let them watch, I bet they’d like that.” You slurred your words and a gasp left Vinnie’s mouth. He was shocked that you said that because he didn’t expect it at all, what happened to his good girl?

“No. And this is the last time I’m gonna say no. Stop it, I’m serious, Y/n.” He shifted your body around so you’re facing in front, careful to hide his hard-on. Because to be honest, he found it so sexy how much of a minx you’re acting right now.

“Fine, I’ll do it myself!” You huffed and spread your legs apart, well attempted to. This whole mess was his fault, if only he didn’t tease you or maybe it was alright that he did, he just didn’t finish what he started. What an asshole.

“Oh don’t you fucking dare.” He forcefully closed your legs and put a hand over your mouth to keep you from talking.

By some miracle, you were finally greeted by the big gates of the Hype House and Vinnie was so relieved. “Oh thank fucking God.” He said as the car stopped and he rushed to get the both of you out of there, throwing you over his shoulder.

You were giggling and shouting “yay” when your cloudy eyesight saw the familiar staircase and you knew you were finally getting what you wanted. There are a lot of scenarios that can happen tonight; the first is him edging you, the second is him fucking you to oblivion, and the third is him completely denying you. And of course, you wished for the first two.

He threw you over his shoulder down to the bed as you looked up at him, seeing him lock the door. You spread your legs apart (for the nth time tonight) and began to tease yourself through your underwear. Vinnie saw what you were doing and swatted your hand away, removing you of your skimpy clothes. “No, princess. We’re gonna do things my way.” He chillingly said as he reached for the box containing your very few toys and got the handcuffs. You knew you were locked in for the whole night.

—

Author’s Note: Hello! I’m back hehe and I wanna get into writing again so here’s a half-baked but overly-checked angsty fanfic for u guys. Honestly dk if i did good so spare me HAHAHA will add the smut tag bc thats been rotting for so long i think?

#iaswritings #vinnie #vinnie hacker #vhackerr #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker x reader #vhackerr x reader #vinnie fanfiction #vinnie hacker fanfiction #vhackerr fanfiction #vinnie fanfic #vinnie hacker fanfic #vhackerr fanfic #vinnie x smut #vinnie hacker x smut #vhackerr x smut #vinnie smut #vinnie hacker smut #vhackerr smut #vinnie angst #vinnie hacker angst #vhackerr angst

[gingeraleluke]

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘅𝗲𝗿 ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: underground boxer!vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: it’s a night to remember!

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: SMUT!! , brief vomit, talks of drugs?, anxiety, brief talks of depression, negative self talk, abusive relationship, brief talks of cheating, gaslighting, homophobia if you squint?

𝗔/𝗡: HELLO!!! i’m back after a long and unexpected hiatus. i’ve been dealing with a lot of stuff and needed some time to heal before i could start writing again, so thank you very much for being patient and understanding (for those of you who were). i love you, enjoy.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

“oh, god! fuck, i…i can’t…think straight!”

her face contorted, mouth hung open as profanities left her lips. the slight rocking of her hips against his face was elevating her chest to the air, throwing her head back, she tried her best to keep it from thumping against the hard wooden floor beneath her. her back was killing, but his tongue was too good for her to care.

“don’t think, just feel, baby.” he pulled away, gasping, before immediately diving back in between her legs. she involuntarily grabbed onto the back of his head for support, her fingers tangling into his hair. “fucking, so good, love. should have done this sooner.”

“fuck, please.” she could feel his tongue dance around her clit, his lyrical fingers pumping in and out of her mercilessly. it was rough, yet she felt taken care of at the same time. y/n’s neck arched, hitting her head on the back off the floor. the pain wasn’t nearly as powerful as her nearing climax that was shadowing her every move.

“would have fucked you in front of everyone, sweetheart.” he removed his mouth, leaning forwards to look down at her. his fingers were making scissoring motions inside of her, making sure he hit every spot as deep as possible. “would have fucked you in the gym. i’d have taken off those boxing gloves just to play with you in front of your brother, princess. why didn’t you ask me to fuck you? it’s so obvious how badly you wanted me to.” his scissoring motions turned back into curled thrusts, pushing even deeper into her. she didn’t even know that he could go that deep until he did, letting the loudest cry leave her lips.

“wanted to taste you so fucking bad, didn’t care where you were, just needed to eat your pussy.” his words were unadvised and just so taboo that it made her want to release the coil in her stomach even more. “who knew i’d end up eating you on your floor.”

“fuck, keep going.” she begged, tears beginning to form.

“what a sweet girl. letting me play with her pussy like this, knowing how wrong it is. gonna let me fuck her in front of her boyfriend.” her eyes were screwed shut, but his eyes never left her face, spewing vulgar obscenities while quickening his fingers, hitting as deep as he could.

“god, please…fuck!” she whined, looking back down at him. he moved back down to the wetness between her legs and replaced his digits with his tongue, slowly fucking into her. his nose hit her clit in the most perfect way, while he reached up to feel her tits through her shirt. “keep going, i’m so fucking close, please.”

“mm” he mumbled, moving to wrap his lips around her clit. the vibrations sent waves through her body and he could tell from the shake in her legs that she was gonna cum. in the blink of an eye, his mouth left her pussy and his fingers were knuckle deep in her again. the constant switching was wrecking her insides, bringing her so very close and playing with pleasure points.

“do it.” he took his other hand to grab the back of her neck, forcing her face a mere inches from his. “fucking cum. cum on my fingers.”

“fuck, VINNIE!”

“there you go, say my name..good girl, my good girl.” she could feel her body weaken as she came onto his fingers, cries and whimpers leaving her body. she didn’t have time to calm down before vinnie’s tongue was in between her folds again.

“please, i can’t.”

vinnie mumbled, obscene slurping noises emerging from below her. “i’m gonna clean you up, and then we can go take a shower, yeah?”

“mmhmm.” she laid back, her hair laid out on the ground beneath her.

“gonna fuck you for real in there, so try not to slip.”

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

y/n woke up with the familiar pounding in her head and sweat clinging to her back.

“hey.” drakes hand was on her shoulder, cautiously looking at her. she looked shocked more-so than scared, but her shaking body and ragged breath was alarming to him. he looked over his sisters face while her unfocused eyes darted to random points in the room before her senses gave in and she could finally feel the heavy hand on her shoulder and make out the worried face in her view.

the minute her eyes met his, it was like she snapped back to reality. her thoughts could finally form again and the brief relief that washed over her was quickly replaced by the telltale feeling in her throat. her mouth quivered ever so slightly, her eyes shooting a warning-like look towards drake before she flew out of her bed and ran towards the nearest bathroom. she was sure to lock the door behind her, a weary drake turning her alarm off and following after her.

“y/n, are you okay?”

the sound of the toilet flushing was muffled through the door. y/n wiped off the side of her chin and looked at herself in the mirror for a split second before closing her eyes. tears pricked at the corner of her eyes and drakes voice droned through her ears. the feelings of guilt became draconian and her fingers gripped the ends of the sink. thank fucking god she didn’t sleep at flloyd’s, or else this feeling would have been way worse.

lethal probably.

her and flloyd had already been in murky waters since drakes birthday. she couldn’t bring herself to forgive him for allowing drake to take ketamine that night. the words that vinnie told her, rung in her ears like an alarm. how apparently flloyd had been going behind her back and indulging in substances himself. that thought made her skin itch.

never in a million years did she expect that from flloyd.

roman? of course. but flloyd?

he was always sweet. he always seemed to listen to her. all the times she told him how worried she was for her brother, and this is what he does?

in all honesty, she would have still been ignoring him if it wasn’t for the event tonight. she was way too anxious about the prom to ignore him. that would just worry her more, so fake smiles and pushing feelings to the side was the way she planned to go.

you’re a fucking cheater.

“no-no i’m not.” she shook her head, her face hot. she couldn’t feel her legs and it was as if she was hovering above midair.

all she could think about was that night.

“it’s not my fault. i-i didn’t choose to dream that.”

but you liked it.

her heart broke. how could she be so careless? flloyd was a sweet boy and this is how she treats him?

flloyd deserves better. so did freddie.

“no, flloyd lied to me—“

you really believe vinnie? yeah because he’s a real reliable source, god. look at you, y/n! you’re fucking sickening.

she shook her head, drake’s fists stopped banging on the door. “no, he was telling the truth.”

you’re dumber now than you were in high school. no wonder you believe vinnie, you’re thighs are clenching together just thinking about him. you’re poor brother outside, worrying about you. little does he know that his little sister is a fucking whore who is using his best friend.

“that’s not what this is, that’s not true.”

why do you think freddie cheated on you in the first place? why do you think brittany left you? all you do is use people and then use ur sad tragic backstory to guilt them back.

drake pressed his forehead against the door, calling out to his sister again, before leaving to find something to unlock the door with.

it’s just like he said. you’re a-

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

FLASHBACK 4 YEARS AGO

“fucking cheater!”

“that was wicked believable, i’m starting to take you seriously.” y/n laughed, a small ounce of worry in her stomach, boiling. she should have listened to it, but understandably she didn’t. i mean, the whole conversation was ridiculous, he couldn’t actually be upset by it, right?

“this isn’t a fucking joke, y/n!” he slammed his phone onto the table, the device sliding from the impact. “get the fuck out!” he slid his hands over his eyes.

wrong.

“wait, you can’t be serious… baby it was only a dream-“

“yeah, sure. get out.” he laughed coldly, looking up at the ceiling of his living room.

“are you fucking serious? freddie, you’re fucking delusional. it was a dream, it was funny. she laughed about it and so did i, we didn’t actually do anything! why are you being such a baby about this-“ y/n was cut off by freddie roughly grabbing her wrist and cornering her towards the wall.

“call me that one more fucking time.” his breath was hot on her cheek and her heart rate was racing. it was hard for her to focus on his words, with the sharp pain shooting through her wrist. she swallowed, her eyes too scared to leave his brown ones. if she knew that he was being serious, she wouldn’t have laughed earlier. now she knew she was in dangerous territory, like walking through a field of land mines. she knew better than to behave like that when freddie was upset.

“you’re hurting me.” her voice was only a mere whisper, and he tilted his head back laughing breathlessly, his grip staying the same.

“i never cheated on you.” she said sincerely, her eyes watering. her face looked like she was about to sob, while freddie’s stayed the same. cold like always.

her entire being changed that second. everything inside of her suddenly felt like it was working against her and not for her. she was internally screaming at herself.

you ruined everything.

how could your mind be so sick and perverted to do something like that?

why would he ever wanna be with you now.

“bullshit. that’s not what she fucking said.”

“what are you talking about?” she wiggled her arm slightly, to try and break his hold on her, but it only pissed him off more, as he bended her wrist backwards till she stopped moving, a small whimper leaving her lips.

“oh please, y/n!” he raised his voice, making her body jolt under his touch. “she told me about the night you two spent together. how you kissed her, how you try to join her whenever she takes showers.”

he’s right, y/n.

you’ve always been close with her. too close. the pet names and the cuddling. nothing in that is domestic.

you’ve been cheating on him this whole time. who’s to say that maybe one time when you were applying her lipgloss, that you didn’t get too lost in her lips and press yours against them?

“i don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, that’s not true!”

“oh, okay, so she’s just lying?!”

britanny would never lie. atleast the britanny y/n knew.

she was her best friend. they’d been friends since they were kids and she had never been uncomfortable before. his words felt artificial as they traveled through her ears. she knew there was no way in hell that this was actually happening. when she told britanny that she had a sex dream about her, the two just laughed it off. it wasn’t nearly a big deal and y/n never thought to tell freddie about it because why would she? it’s just a dream and didn’t mean anything.

of course she would be uncomfortable.

you cling to her like a lost puppy.

she’s your only friend and by the looks of it, it’s gonna change.

watch, he’s gonna leave you too and so you’ll be all alone.

“i-“ freddie rolled his eyes and went to walk away but she pulled him back. “she is! she’s lying! i-i don’t know why but i swear, freddie it’s not true!”

she started crying. her mascara ran and her lips frowned and all she wanted to do was limp away like a lost little puppy. she had no idea what was happening. her brain couldn’t process it. he began going on about how he couldn’t trust her. about how embarrassing it was for him and how he couldn’t be the guy dating the only lesbian in school, but he said it in a much graphic and cruder way that she couldn’t help but be glad to have droned out. he eventually got sick of yelling at her to leave as she was frozen in place and left himself, towards the door.

you cheated.

all you do is hurt people.

look how upset you made him, he’s starting to walk away.

“freddie wait!” the door opening broke her out of her trance and she felt herself drop to her knees momentarily. she stood back up, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out what was happening.

britanny was betraying her. the very same britanny who she used to play on the playground with and share secrets. who she used to sleep over and eat mac and cheese with. who she swore she would be friends with forever.

there was no kiss. no romantic chemistry between them. she never made a move on her nor vice versa. this whole smear campaign was deeper of a betrayal than she saw coming.

her eyes darted to his phone vibrating on the table. he forgot to grab it when he ran off who knows where.

it was a squalid thing to do, going through his phone, in his living room inside his house. under any circumstance, it was deemed messy. well, any other circumstance.

she didn’t expect the notification on his phone to have her best friends name on it.

she unlocked it, knowing the passcode from the previous times she had seen him open it, and she tried to blink her tears away in order to reach the instagram message.

did you tell her yet? ❤️

it was all a plan. freddie was planning on leaving y/n for her best friend. her best friend had been plotting to steal him away for some time now and when y/n confessed her dumb sapphic dream she had about the two, she saw it as a chance to break them up. it made her sick knowing how meaningless the friendship was if she was willing to hurt her this badly just for another boy.

he’s probably on his way to go see her right now. why wouldn’t he? she’s so much better than you are. you’re a monster.

they’ll probably get married and have kids and you’ll still have a body count of one and zero friends, just like you deserve.

she wished she didn’t keep scrolling through their chats, but she couldn’t help herself. it got worse and worse, pictures and heart emojis became fuzzy as the tears came back. once she swiped out of the chat, she saw numerous others. all girls.

she didn’t even have to click on them to know what it was. the last sent texts had already proven it. tons of ‘you’re so fucking sexy’ and ‘she doesn’t have to know’ with a few hearts and water emojis littered in between.

the list was longer than she thought possible. he’d been cheating since two weeks into their two year relationship. just freshman year and she found conversations multiple classmates. her classmates. ones that she thought she could trust. everyone knew they were dating, how did no one tell her?

one date stuck out more than the others and it was a conversation with britanny’s old instagram account on the day that freddie took y/n’s virginity.

she shouldn’t have opened it.

i thought about you when i fucked her tbh.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

the only physical sensation she could feel was the aching of her now-fucked-up ankles from the sixty minute walk home. it felt like her eyes never left the ground, as if the entire timespan was spent watching as her uggs got darker and darker from the rain. the puddles that she’d usually avoid, she treaded through. something about the sixteen year old and how she walked and felt that night, or more-so how she didn’t feel, haunted her. it was like she couldn’t move anything but her legs that were on autopilot. she imaged that she looked like a ghost, her robotic movements lifeless and her tears still kept inside.

the familiar coolness of the doorknob was the only indication that she had arrived home. y/n had never been so dead in her life. closing the door quietly behind her, she felt the harsh burning of her teardrops bundled behind her eyes and she could feel the sweet release of them falling any second. the sound of drake talking on the phone was cathartic, the tv playing quietly in the background.

“drake?”

he glanced behind him, all muscles in his face dropping at the sight of his baby sister. her lip quivered and a tear from each eye fell almost in tune. he didn’t even say anything to the person on the phone as he quickly hung up, y/n bolting towards him at the same time.

drake picked her up in his arms, her wrapping her legs around him and feeling his hands on her back as she sobbed loudly in his neck. she didn’t say anything for a while. she just remembered her brother holding her and bringing her to the couch with him as she wailed, her head laying on his lap for a while while he ran his hands through her hair. she’d never cried so hard or so much in her life.

he was so used to seeing her happy. even if she wasn’t happy, she’d want drake to think so. always strong for her big brother. it was a pain that was unbearable seeing her like this. he didn’t know what to do but his body was dying to do something and he had to convince himself to stay gentle for her. to do what dad would have done.

but god, did she wail that night. heart wrenching sobs that never seemed to die down.

she knew that freddie had anger issues, and would constantly try to convince herself that that part of him wasn’t real. that it was just in her imagination. that he was perfect. she’d put her feelings to the side. always dimming her glow just so he could shine, because she figured that’s how it needed to be. drake remembered the few times he’d heard freddie raise his voice at his sister a little too much for his liking. how badly he wanted to ring his neck then like he wanted to do now.

no man on the planet was good enough for drake havoks sister.

drake was a guy himself, he knew all men were the same. they would just taint her or hurt her and fuck her over, and god knew that drake wanted that to never happen, but he also knew how much she loved love. he couldn’t take that away from her, not when so much of her life had already been ripped from her grasp.

it made sense that he was fine with flloyd and y/n dating. if she was going to date anyone, he’d want it to be with a guy who he knows inside and out. one who’s predictable and knows how dangerous drake can be when he’s upset, especially when his little sisters involved. flloyd’s a smart guy, not super logical and a bit of a dipshit, but a smart enough guy to know well enough to treat y/n like a princess. anything less than that, and drake would tear him apart.

if he was sober at least.

he knew y/n would have to grow up and have her own teenage experience, once that drake would have to deal with and allow, but he had spent so long trying to shield her from it. doing whatever he could to make her appear like a normal girl. like she wasn’t being raised by her brother. letting her have sleepovers with kids, putting on his deep voice and pretending he’s her father over the phone. it made her feel good. it kept eyes from her, and made her less of a target. he even sold his guitar to help buy her uggs when they were in style.

he knew she was already cool but if she wanted to be the cool popular girl at school and needed materialistic things to do so, drake would do whatever he could to make it happen. no amount of money was too much for her. she deserved the things she wanted and more and it killed him that he couldn’t give her that.

that horrible, billowy feeling in his stomach, as the realization that prom was only in a couple days, made him want to break everything in sight.

everything but her.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

NOW

she remembered holding freddie’s phone when his front door opened. his face held an expression different than before, softer than before, until it dropped at the sight of his phone in her hand. the texts shining on the screen.

to this day, she wondered whether or not he was gonna apologize. if he would have still been with her had she never seen the messages on his phone. maybe if she had just stood there and waited for him, he would have come back, arms open and a complete speech about how sorry he was and how much he loved her. maybe he would have kissed her and she wouldn’t have ever found out about his cheating. they would have worn their matching suit and dress to the prom that weekend and they would have never had any difficulties in their relationship ever again. happily ever after from there on out.

but that didn’t happen.

her glossy eyes counteracted his dim ones and she told him that they were over. that there was nothing left.

she remembered how much it hurt her to do so, and to this day she wasn’t sure where the courage and strength to walk out that door had come from.

she remembered crying that weekend, while scrolling through the numerous posts of him and britanny at prom. she didn’t go.

he still wore the suit she picked out for him.

she remembered seeing the familiar ‘x’ symbol next to britannys name, signifying that she had unadded her, and marking the end of their long friendship. losing the two closest people to her, with little to no closure.

she remembered the bruises on her wrist. the night of their breakup wasn’t the only time that he had inflicted bruises there. in fact, there were only brief periods of time when her wrists weren’t bruised. he’d always drag her down school hallways, and even if she told him to stop and that it hurt, he’d just keep doing it.

she didn’t know better though.

she was 14 and never had a boyfriend before. she didn’t necessarily have a representation of what a relationship should be as a kid. so, she just ignored it and would wear bracelets to hide them. they weren’t too pigmented, usually just a bright red at the start and then a dim purple, but the night of the breakup, her wrist had never hurt so bad.

they were bigger and didn’t start a bright red like they usually did. instead, they were an awful deep color, almost like if she had smudged eyeliner on her skin, before turning into a agonizing orange color. she couldn’t fall asleep with her wrist touching anything, or else it’d hurt her and keep her awake. she had even gone to the doctors to make sure it wasn’t sprained. ibuprofen was her best friend for a few weeks.

y/n went into a depression for the rest of highschool. she started going to therapy again and was prescribed meds to help her. up till graduation, she was miserable. the worst part was the nightmares though.

she couldn’t sleep without waking up screaming and crying. everytime she woke up it was like the morning after their breakup, all over again. she’d feel the betrayal and the pain and immediately look to her wrists, expecting to see bruises. she’d pick up her phone expecting to see texts from her now ex boyfriend, thinking that they were still together.

it got to the point where drake started sleeping in her room with her.

it was one night where he went to check on her to make sure she had taken her pills, a bottle of water in his hand.

“drake?”

“yeah?”

“can you stay with me?”

if it wasn’t the absolutely heart wrenching look on her face of desperation, he would have said no. he told her to scootch over and got under the blankets, which were blue at the time. they’d gotten the habit of watching friends together in her bedroom before she’d fall asleep, once he knew she was out of it, he’d slowly make his way to his room. although, often times he’d fall asleep with her.

once she turned 18, he began sleeping on the chair next to her bed, or even on the floor at times, since she was too old to share the bed with comfortably. eventually she got better and the nightmares stopped, but the rest of her school career, she spent nights with her brother, and because of it, it was difficult for him to date or talk to girls. it was as if he was a single father, the way his little sister had taken up so much of his life.

when she finally left the bathroom, drake wasn’t expecting the first words to be about their old friends marathons.

“are you okay?”

“do you remember when you used to sleep in my room?” she asked, seemingly a lot calmer than he assumed she’d be considering she had just threw up and ignored his shouting.

“yeah?” he was puzzled, his demeanor still on guard to make sure she was okay.

“thank you. for doing that. for staying.”

“of course..” she started to walk by him, towards her bedroom. “are you sure you’re okay?”

“yeah! i’m just nervous about tonight that’s all.” she stated with a smile before grabbing her skin care products and starting her morning routine.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

y/n woke up earlier than usual that day, in order to pamper herself as much as possible in preparation for the night. she had been waiting for an opportunity like this for so long and she wasn’t gonna mess it up. she needed to look perfect.

at first, she was gonna wear something more casual of a dress, until kelsey sent her a picture of the dresses that charli and nikita were planning to wear. now, she was hoping her dress would be enough.

she had spent the day texting kelsey, frequently asking questions and pondering on about worries she had. she’d texted mo and even flloyd a few times, trying to push the image of her sex dream with vinnie to the back of her head.

she was extra jumpy, grabbing her bags and making her way to kelsey’s house. the girl had forewarned her that two of her friends, loren gray and brooke kier, would be joining them, which only added to her anxiety. they already were immensely popular and knowing that she would be spending the night with them, including getting ready in front of them, was freaking her out.

this could literally be the biggest day of my life.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

10:30 AM

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚𝙮

@ 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧

prom anyone? <3

💬4.1K 🔁11K ❤️23K

replies

@ y/n: 👀

@ iamlorengray: oh i’m so ready

4:40 PM

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮/𝙣

@ Y/N

@ hypehouse see you soon 👀

💬2K 🔁4.2K ❤️6.9K

replies

@ userone: WHAT

@ usertwo: IM SO CONFUSED?? NEW HYPE HOUSE MEMBERv???

@ userone: @ usertwo SHUT UP ILL LOSE IT

@ userthree: MOTHER IS FINALLY FEEDING US 🥳

@ userfour: you better fucking post some tiktoks or i stg

@ userfive: UMMM Y/N X CHARLI CROSSOVER??

@ usersix: MEET NIKITA PLEASE

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

when y/n arrived at the address kelsey sent her, her heart stopped. she’d never seen the outside of the british girls house, only ever seeing inside her living room and bedroom in the background of her videos. the place made hazels house look like a kmart, and that’s not even being dramatic. the modern building was in a strange shape that resembled a tetris piece, it’s white walls holding the square windows that y/n could peer through to see the somewhat familiar staircase and halls of the house. she grew even more nervous at the sight of multiple, super expensive, cars in the drive way, one she recognized to be kelsey’s.

she’d spent all day working on skincare and planning, trying not to let the anxiety eat her away, but now that she was here, it all truly sinked in that this was happening. kelsey’s house was an hour away, so she offered to have y/n spend the night there along with brooke, loren, and their dates. she obviously agreed, given the opportunity to make more friends in the industry, yet would be lying if she said she wasn’t terrified. she quickly texted the brunette to tell her that she had arrived and waited for her response.

Kelsey 😘:

hey! come through the side door, i left it unlocked. ❤️💖😘

here goes nothing

she ignored the icky nervous feeling that sat in the pit of her stomach, as she continued her way towards the house, slamming the car door and leaving some of her stuff in the car while carrying the smaller things with her. her fingers gripped onto the bags she was holding, forming a tight fist till her knuckles became white, as a way to release some of the immense and sickly tension she felt in her chest. silver rings were worn on almost every finger, in honor of the special occasion. the girl felt weird walking into someone else’s house, especially one she had never been inside before, but since kelsey told her to, she opened the slider door.

entering the lavish building, she was immediately met with the sound of loren laughing nearby. it was a welcoming sound, despite not even seeing them face to face yet. her giggles were adorable and were sent through the hallways, leaving a light echo that traveled along the interior of the large, unexplored building. kelsey’s familiar berkshire accent droned out the laughs from the blonde girl, and while y/n couldn’t make out exactly what she was saying, kelsey was never known to be quiet— her booming voice always draping over others and gaining everyone’s attention. even though some may find it annoying, y/n thought it was endearing the way the girl’s personality shone through her voice.

“she’s here!” kelsey shouted, hearing the slam of the slider door.

“hi!” y/n called out, a smile on her face as she walked towards them. the two girls were seated at a black granite counter that was off to the side of the kitchen, contrasting the white island of the kitchen. it was a different set up, as if there was a mini area with just a table that separated the kitchen from the living room.

there was make-up scattered around them, multiple cosmetic bags and two round mirrors with white lights around the rim. she noted the charcuterie board in the center of the counter with numerous fruits, all cut into different shapes, and while brooke arrived back from her trip to the bathroom and loren and kelsey got up to greet the girl, y/n felt her worries slowly get dimmer.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

all of the blueberry’s laid out amongst the fruit, had been eaten by y/n by the time everyone was done getting ready. she loved her two new now friends, but loren was definitely connecting to her on a different level. brooke was sweet but seemed a lot more distant. they immediately did what they could to make y/n feel more included, which started by loren offering her to pick the songs that they played while getting ready. y/n mentioned one direction, knowing that loren liked them as well. truth is, y/n always liked them but after meeting hazel and knowing that she’s loosely linked to them, it made her wanna go back and listen to the heartthrob band again.

they made small talk while trying to get to know the girl, including them asking about who her date for the night would be which resulted in an awkward attempt at y/n briefly touching on vinnie’s existence— the one boy who the girl already couldn’t stop thinking about.

she felt like she had fucked him. obviously she didn’t, and it was just a dream—so moreso like her subconscious fucked him— but boy did she feel guilty. her entire body was pulsating with nerves about what it was going to be like seeing him again. it all felt so real. the way he looked up at her from between his thighs…and it was a clearer image in her head than most actual memories were. she had the feeling that he would be able to know that somethings up, he had a way of reading her like that, so she focused on the drink that kelsey’s boyfriend sebastian gave her and the eyeshadow brush in between her fingers.

her makeup was fairly simple compared to the other girls, but she opted for a blue eyeliner instead of a black one when applying her winged liner, which matched with her space cadet blue dress.

the dress was an a-line gown that was lacy and sheer at the top and had spaghetti straps to go around her shoulders. the dress was sparkly all over, so much so that it would shimmer even when in the dark.

loren had a dress a similar color, but was a lighter teal and hugged her body a bit more than y/n’s did. it was sleeveless and arched at the chest with a long slit down the side, and had more glitter than y/n’s dress did. she braided brooke’s hair back while brooke strapped her black heels on. brooke wore a hot pink satin dress that had ripples in the front and a trail in the back while kelsey wore a more casual bodycon dress that was a glittery black.

y/n’s dress was the most gown-like and because of it, she second guessed herself that she was overdressed, which prompted the girls to remind her what the other partygoers were going to be wearing which immediately shut her up.

the whole afternoon, she spent with her phone nearby. she told the girls that it was because flloyd kept texting her, but the real reason was that she was anxious about vinnie.

what if he comes in a pair of sweatpants?

what if he doesn’t show up at all?

am i gonna regret this?

her mind was going 5x speed through all of the possible outcomes that could happen, even as they all were leaving.

brooke’s boyfriend and loren’s date were going to meet them there, along with vinnie, while sebastian and kelsey sat together, hand in hand, in the center of the limo they were in.

“you really never went to prom?” her british accent cut through the girls thoughts as she mindlessly played with the multiple silver rings on her fingers, her nails blue with stars painted on them.

“no…i didn’t.” her lips made a thin line and she crossed her legs, looking at the other two girls who were smiling back at her. she sat beside loren while brooke sat on the end, kelsey and her date across from them. brooke and loren were drinking what looked like champagne and were playing some song from the speaker of their phone, chanting and clearly excited for the night.

calm down, y/n.

everything’s gonna be fine.

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

vinnie 🐞🤍

we just got here, are u close?

hello?

yeah

where are you

road was busy calm down i’ll be there in a sec

okay

everyone is walking in vinnie where are you

hurry up i’m holding everyone up

i’m here

“i’m sorry, he said he’s here.” she turned around, walking forwards down the path towards the gate and peered over the bushes and the cars, trying to see him. she had no idea what his car looked like, so she was a lost cause.

“hey.”

y/n jumped at the sudden voice in close proximity to her and her startled legs shook in her heels, causing her to lose her footing for a second till a hand grabbed her waist to steady her.

“hey, woah. you good?”

“god, vinnie— you scared me!” she put a hand on his chest, the space cadet blue suit sparking her interest.

she couldn’t believe it.

she assumed that he would wear something simple, but boy was she wrong. the color was exact and it fit him perfectly. not only that, but his nails were painted black, a detail she noticed as he scratched his scruff.

he looked so sexy that it was borderline dangerous.

y/n suddenly grew wary of the girls around them, a territorial instinct twisting inside of her.

oh god, get it together the night hasn’t even started yet.

“something wrong?” he asked, prying her eyes to meet his instead of looking at his tattoos that shown on his chest beneath the opened up white button up under his suit, perfectly placed under his silver chains. she couldn’t believe what she was looking at, it was almost too good to be true. his lips were puffy as if he had been chewing on them nervously and he leaned towards her, waiting for her to answer.

“i didn’t think you’d actually come.”

“yeah, well-“ he scoffed, letting his eyes wander downwards to land on her body.

he immediately regretted doing so.

y/n was a stunning girl, that was obvious, but something about seeing her in a gown like a princess with her hair straight and put together behind her shoulders, was killing him in ways he never thought would.

vinnie had never really found dresses attractive like that before.

but y/n? seeing her in one is changing his mind.

he cleared his throat, “you have something for me?” motioning to the box behind the girls back.

“oh, yeah. here.” pinning the white flower to his chest, she then noticed the corsage the boy was holding. “you got a corsage?” she asked, trying to ignore the way he gulped as he looked down at her while she applied it to the fabric.

“well, yeah.”

“have you been to prom before?”

“nope.”

“oh…” the two started walking towards the entrance of the mansion, “me neither.”

after awkwardly introducing him to the girls and their dates, they made their way inside.

“wait.” vinnie blurted, causing his date to turn around confused. the look on his face showed that he truly wasn’t expecting the word to leave his mouth, but once it did, he couldn’t stop.

“you look really beautiful tonight.”

an immediate blush arose to the girls cheeks but she tried to play it cool, thanking him. “you don’t look too bad yourself.”

◦◦,`°.✽✦✽.◦.✽✦✽.°`,◦◦

this is the event she got all worried about?

sure, the place was filled to the brim with influencers, but it was filled with even more camera crews with cameras that were only focused on the hype house members.

she could barely get a word in with how busy with the crews they were. she assumed that they were talking about whatever drama was happening for their netflix documentary, but they forgot about everyone else in at the party, or they just didn’t care.

it was honestly pathetic.

there wasn’t really meeting new people, instead it was just groups of already friends with their dates talking in corners while trying to hide substances from the cameras that were lingering around the place. while brooke and kelsey were busy with their dates, loren was single but that didn’t stop her from being in the center of the dance floor (if you could even call it that). as soon as they finished taking pictures at the photobooths, they all jumped to doing their own thing. loren stopped to make sure y/n didn’t wanna join her, but she opted to stay alone with vinnie and uncomfortably be in the corner away from the hectic mess.

it wasn’t very ‘influencer’ of her, but honestly? her brain was so broken from vinnie’s presence that she found it more exciting standing beside him than meeting and gossiping with charlie and dixie.

she thought that she was fine, but then she’d get hit with flashes of the image of vinnie shirtless on top of her, and she’d lose focus. instead of paying attention to what could be the biggest moment of her life, she couldn’t help but wonder how big her dates dick was and she swore he could read her thoughts with the way he kept eye fucking her.

it felt good seeing how his focus stayed on her rather than the numerous hot girls that surrounded him.

that was until it didn’t.

one girl in particular started chatting the boy up and even though he clearly wasn’t interested, y/n’s vision made it seem that he was. he knew that this was merely for business. that y/n would rather go with any other guy, but he happened to be the best fit; but that didn’t stop him from wanting to give her a good time.

it started with him dragging her more towards the action, keeping his distance while dancing to whatever lil wayne song was playing in the background, but he grew more and more aggressive throughout the songs.

what y/n didn’t know was that some hype house guy kept staring down the valley of her breasts whenever she would face his way, causing hacker to clench his jaw and redirect her so she was looking at him.

“you okay?” she shouted over the music. he insisted he was fine just to keep her dancing. vinnie’s brain kept repeating the same thing;

she’s dressed like a princess, she shouldn’t be ogled so inappropriately by fuckboys.

in fact, she shouldn’t be talking to any guys here as far as i’m concerned.

vinnie hacker? possessive?

usually not, but tonight he was.

♫ 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙤

“come onnnn..” he dragged out, barely any liquor in his or his dates system.

“you seriously wanna dance? to this song?”

i used to know but now that shit don’t feel right

it made me put away my pride

every one was slow dancing with their dates and vinnie saw the opportunity to do the same with her. after seeing how upset she looked watching all the couples kiss and dance, he figured she deserved at least one good dance.

“if you don’t dance with me right now, i will take my pants off in the middle of the dance floor, havok.”

“fuck! okay, fine i’m coming. i just..didn’t think you’d wanna dance to be honest.”

i’m wishing i could make this mine

his tattooed hands found themselves on her waist, and for someone who hadn’t been to prom, he seemed to know a thing or two about slow dancing. he was a gentleman to her all night, and she couldn’t believe it. no lewd comments or crude jokes; yes, he would imagine her without the dress on whenever she’d look away and memorize her body, but she didn’t need to know that, hence she was doing the same thing. the slim line between her dream and reality was becoming slimmer by the second and that look in his eyes when she’d talk to him wasn’t helping.

think about flloyd.

think about drake.

if you need it

we could make it

“it’s prom, of course i wanna dance. i’m not a loser.”

usually vinnie knows the things that make him tick. what to do to get him going and what to avoid thinking about, especially in public, but right now he had no fucking idea.

if you want it

you can have it

her chest was in such close proximity to him that he could feel her body heat. while the thought of her sex dream with him finally left y/n’s mind, vinnie’s just got dirtier.

maybe it’s the fact that she doesn’t try to change him. maybe it’s how she is honest with him or maybe how she’s his polar opposite.

but then again, it could also be how she looks like an absolute royalty just begging to be fucked.

whatever he’d have to do in order to have her then and there at that party, he would do.

they gon find you

gon catch you sleepin

her cheek rested against his shoulder and he concealed his thoughts as best to his ability. he couldn’t let her know what he was thinking, he needed her to think that he couldn’t care less. vinnie hacker at a prom? never, he’s too cool for that.

but little did she know that he was just about red hot in her arms.

now don’t you close your eyes

is there sex pollen in the air?

what is it that is making the boy so fucking horny for the girl he was holding? while she talked he prayed that she’d keep her face where it was, scared that the sight of her lips and her eyes looking up at him would snap the cord that was in his chest.

“i’m sorry for dragging you to this…it’s not as fun as i assumed it’d be.”

it was true. she thought that she’d be right in the middle of the hype house members, filming tiktoks with them and listening to their dirty secrets, but instead it was clearly just for pr. she wondered what a real hype house party would be like. one that wasn’t monetized and full of camera men. she assumed that she’d like it a lot more than this.

“i’m just glad that you’re actually making an effort and not fucking some girl on a bathroom sink.”

too late

you wanna make it right but now it’s too late

those words were enough to push him over the edge.

hearing her say ‘fucking’ and ‘bathroom sink’ made him think about how it felt when he hooked up with hazel after seeing y/n’s chest covered in water that she ‘spilled’ onto herself. he wondered how loud her moans would be against shower walls. would the partygoers be able to hear them through all the noise? he’d make sure that they did.

“jesus fuc-“ he lightly pulled away, y/n looking up at him confused.

“what’d you say?”

vinnie felt a buzz in his pocket, signifying that he got a text message. “nothing-no, i was just saying that you really owe me for this..” his hand went to the back of her head, keeping her against his chest as they swayed. he snaked an arm out to check his phone, cursing mentally about how perfect the night would have been if it wasn’t for his immense horniness;

that, and the fact that the text he got was from hazel who was outside of the hype house calling his name.

━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━

@justalostgirl @obliviatevamps @letsjustbeourselves

@starslcve @bakerkells @mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@isabelleforest73 @creepytoes88 @wrldofspice

@soapiaa @tremendousalpacawitch @devilsbooksworld

@lidiyabest @maurauderswhxre @tranquiiit @etleseraphin

@heizenka @radioblah-blah @eilishbby @laylasbunbunny

#vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker x reader #the boxer #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker fanfic #the boxer fic #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker fanfiction

[neptunerising]

༻✦༺ folklore series

the 1

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

cardigan

COMING SOON

WC: clay beresford x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

the last great american dynasty

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

exile

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

my tears ricochet

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

mirrorball

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

seven

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

august

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

this is me trying

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

illicit affairs

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

invisible string

COMING SOON

WC: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

mad woman

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

epiphany

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

betty

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

peace

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

hoax

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

the lakes

COMING SOON

WC: **** x fem!reader

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

#folklore #folklore fanfiction #taylor swift #folklore taylor swift #vinnie hacker #vinniehacker #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker x reader #clay beresford #clayton beresford #clayton beresford x reader #clay beresford fanfiction #clay beresford x reader #vinnie hacker fanfiction #clay beresford imagines

[lovelysturniolos]

hands, hands, hands. (i have a hand kink and these photos set me off).

vincent hacker

drew starkey

christopher sturniolo

cole brock

johnnie guilbert

matthew sturniolo

jake webber

sorry i have a lot of some, and very little for others. and there is no sam included.

#christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturnioloni #sturniolo #jake webber #johnnie guilbert #vinniehacker #vinniehackerfanfic #vinnie hacker #vinnie vincent #dark rafe cameron #rafe outer banks #rafe imagine #rafe cameron angst #rafe cameron #rafe cameron fanfiction

[malachimochi]

Guys I have something to say…

I’m deprived of vinnie hacker fanfic.

Like a lot of people stopped writing for him AND IT MAKES ME SAD.

UM HELLO DO YOU SEE THOSE GEN V MAGAZINE PHOTOS. That is like a whole fanfic

But honestly what do I know, I don’t write I just read.

Anyway that’s all thank for listening

#vinnie #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker #vincent hacker #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie fanfic #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x reader

[snowwybear]

𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

Requests are open 🧸 | writing and request updates

Key:

Fluff ✨

Smut 🦢

Suggestive ⭐️

Slight Angst 🪿

Angst ⚡️

Vinnie Hacker

POV: your dating vinnie hacker | series masterlist

Black cat/golden retriever series | series masterlist

Joel Miller

Mother Goose~ coming soon

#vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker fluff #joel tlou #joel miller x reader #the last of us #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fic

[nighthoss]

﹙ 🏁 ∿ 🗯 .'﹚─── Hello everyone, how are u? I'm out of ideas, so if you have any, send me a ask and i'll get back to you shortly. Thanks in advance ‹𝟹 ❜

﹙ 🏁 ∿ 🗯 .'﹚─── oioi pessoas, como vocês estão ? Estou sem ideias, então se você tiver alguma me envie uma ask e responderei em breve. Agradeço desde já ‹𝟹 ❜

𖨂 ˖ ࣪. ִֶָ⁠ ᝰ .﹙★﹚ ━━━━ 𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐌 ᦾ 𒀭 ࿔ ' ২ . ᣞ› ᝢ ☕️

#tumblr fyp #filter from polarr #icons #icons moodboard #random girls moodboard #fyyyyyp #tumblr icons #fanfiction icons #random boys icons #ideas #jaden hossler icons #vinnie hacker icons #kaden hammond

[vierss-herondale]

Clace Fanfic Recommendation of the Week

Title: Battle of the Bands Author: simplymoshingintomordor Summary: Jace is an arrogant, spotlight-hogging lead guitarist and Jonathan Morgenstern's best friend. The trouble is, Jon's sister - Clary - can't stand him, and the feeling's mutual. But when the boys enter the Battle of the Bands contest and all but move in with the Morgensterns, the two of them are forced to see a lot more of each other than they would like. Others: Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - [Clary F., Jace W.] Jonathon M./Sebastian V. - Chapters: 41 - Words: 187,944 - Status: Complete  Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9508010/1/Battle-of-the-Bands Site: Fanfiction.net

This fic guys it's one of the best ones! The writing it's not perfect but honestly the story is so good I didn't even mind about that

It has a LOT of funny moments, angst!!, fluff and cute Clace moments.

Jonathan it's a good brother here and Valentine it's hilarious!! Best character in the fic hahaha

You can find more of my fanfic recommendations under the tag: Clace Fanfic Recommendation of the Week.

I want to clarify that I'm not going to rate the fics, I just want to share my thoughts and the stories with you, in case you are interested in reading them. And also I want to keep a record of my reaction to some of the fanfics that I read and to promote some of the stories that I came across that I think deserve more recognition. 

I also want you to feel free to ask me for recommendations if you have a favorite trope/ theme/ idea regarding Clace fanfiction and/or One shots. I have a lot of Clace fics in my Fanfiction.net list that I have yet to post, so it's very likely that I have read one that would suit your taste 🌻☺️

#clace fanfic recommendation of the week #clace #dailyclace #clace fanfic #clace fanfiction #clary fairchild #clary fray #clary herondale #jace herondale #jace wayland #jace lightwood herondale #jace lightwood #the mortal instruments #tmi #tsc #cazadores de sombras #the shadowhunter chronicles #fanfiction #vinnie hacker

[cosmicanakin]

lavender haze.

mature content!

pairing. vinnie hacker x female reader.

outline. you reconnect with vinnie after some time apart, over shared smoke under the stars.

contains. smoking, marijuana, fluff, cuddling, college workload, vinnie being your stress reliever.

authors note. getting high with him is on my bucket list.

you sighed contentedly as you curled further into vinnie’s side, basking in his warmth on the chilly autumn evening. clad in a cozy yet casual outfit of your own — a long-sleeved black top with a low neckline, paired with soft gray sweatpants and pink uggs slippers — you felt relaxed yet put together for your reunion with vinnie. around your neck hung a delicate silver necklace bearing his initial, a gift from your first anniversary together.

his arm wrapped securely around your shoulders while your fingers traced nonsensical patterns on his chest through his black purgatory hoodie. the sun was setting over the hills in a spectacular orange glow, but you were perfectly happy just drinking in vinnie’s company after too long apart.

“i missed this,” you murmured into his neck, savoring the familiar woodsy scent of his cologne. it had been over a month since your last proper date night/cuddle session due to midterms and assignments piling up at school. video calls simply weren't the same as feeling his steady heartbeat beneath your palm.

vinnie’s lips pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, lingering more than usual in an unspoken “i missed this too.” his eyes drowned in affection when you peered up at him, thumb brushing your cheek softy. “i’m just glad my busy bee finally has a break. now we can catch up properly.”

you grinned, nudging his side playfully. “well, i think a certain someone promised me something to help with said catching up...” vinnie snorted, fishing in his pocket to produce a familiar plastic baggie and rolling papers.

“as my girl commands,” he teased, placing a quick peck on your lips before sitting up to prepare. the sun was dipping below the horizon now, casting everything in a rosy glow that highlighted his delicate features as he worked. you took a moment to admire how far you’d come - just over a year ago this perfect boy was an online face you watched from afar, never imagining the sweet bond you'd form.

your smile stretched with giddiness at the memory, distracting vinnie until he booped your nose with his finger playfully. “quit staring creep, help me out here will ya?” rolling your eyes fondly, you set to assisting in grinding the fluffy green buds and tucking them into a clean paper.

once the joint was prepared to perfection, vinnie glanced to the darkening sky and said softly, “we should light up soon before it gets too cold out.” it was then you realized the sharp night breeze had picked up, nipping at any exposed skin and causing you to shiver slightly.

your boyfriend peered at your reaction and clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “baby, why didn't you say you were cold? here...” he hesitated, before tugging the beanie off his head. “this should warm those ears right up.”

melting into a puddle at his thoughtfulness, you let him gently tug the knit hat down over your head, engulfing your senses in his warm cotton and woodsy scent. “babe, are you sure? now you'll be cold...”

he waved off your concern, draping an arm back around your waist to tug you firmly into his side once more. “nah, i run hot remember? ‘sides, looks cuter on you anyway.” you giggled and burrowed into his chest, fingers fiddling with the soft fuzz of the beanie adoringly.

vinnie struck the lighter with an expert flick, watching the flame catch on rolling paper until it glowed faintly purple at the tip. taking a long pull, he held the smoke in his lungs for a beat before exhaling a billowing cloud towards the darkening sky. you followed suit, feeling tension instantly melt from your shoulders as a pleasant haze settled over your thoughts.

snuggling deeper into your boyfriend’s embrace, you soaked in the lingering sunset glow and the earthy notes of high grass on your tongues. chilled air no longer bothered you wrapped in vinnie’s steady warmth - inside and out. finally, after far too many days apart, you felt yourself relax fully for the first time in weeks.

he seemed to feel it too; his thumb resumed its idle caress along your arm as relaxed sighs puffed against your hair. neither said a word, too content just absorbing the presence and comfort of each other’s company after the long separation. this was the calm and closeness you craved, needs now sated in each other’s arms under dusk’s rosy light.

the joint was long gone by the time twilight settled fully into muted indigo tones overhead. languid and fuzzy from smoke, you tilted your chin up with a soft hum, finding vinnie already peering down at you with hooded affection. his lips brushed yours tenderly, sweet, and slow like crawling into a cozy bed after being on your feet all day.

this was home - his embrace, his care, his love. you melted further into every ounce, heart fit to burst as his arms cradled you more securely in the chilly night. no amount of distance or time apart could diminish the perfection of moments like these, nurturing your bond back to full bloom once more. nothing in the world felt quite as calming or right as cuddling safely in vinnie’s adoring hold.

#﹙ kari writes 𝜗𝜚 ﹚ #vinnie #vinnie hacker #vinniehacker #vhackerr #vinnie hacker blurb #vinnie hacker x female reader #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie blurb #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker imagines #vinnie hacker fanfiction #vinnie hacker fluff #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie imagines #vinnie x reader #vinnie x y/n #tw weed #tw smoking

[simpforboys]

5 & 35 for the fanfiction writer's asks!!

happy birthday in advance!! sending you so much love 🫶🏻

i hope this birthday brings you a WHOLE LOT of joy and wholesomeness 💌

thank you so much my love🤍

5. How many wips do you have?  What fandoms/pairings are they for?

answer: i currently have 12 drafts </3. most of them are for outer banks, there is 2 for vinnie hacker that i never completed, and there’s one for jake sully :P

35. What’s your favorite fic you’ve posted?

answer: probably set fire to the rain! i tried really hard to make parallels throughout the fic and i think it ended up really well :)

#simpforboys #simp speaks #c speaks

[diorjadore]

Tl;dr I think I wanna come back?

Hi oh my gosh I don’t even know where to start HAHAHAH but hi it’s me and I’m occasionally opening Tumblr again. Sorry for being gone for so long!

Wait guys before the good stuff, let me spill some of the boring stuff first lmao

I’m so busy with university, it’s absurd.

I almost cannot recognize any of my mutuals and readers on here anymore, please come back! Jk but please I feel so old but also new because I don’t know anyone here anymore.

I wanna come back but it’s just so different here now. I miss my old mutuals and readers but hooray for the new ones!

I’m still very much a fan of Vinnie, still updated and all of that.

If I do restart on fiction writing, I wouldn’t know where to start again because I’m creatively drained (I can overcome it) but the drive is pretty much still alive.

I’m afraid to flop.

Okay now I wanna ask a few questions HAHAaajsja

Do people still read Vinnie fanfics?

Do you still want Vinnie stories from me? What do you want me to write about? (This is me vibe checking before I commit again.)

Are my old fellow Vinnie writers still active here? :((

How are my lovely readers?

Do you have the patience for someone taking 7 subjects? Lmfao

Trust me guys, I really wanna go back and I see a window in my schedule where I can write! But unfortunately, I can’t really promise anything. I know this seems like a long whiny post but its 2 am and I’m contemplating very hard.

Please drop by my asks for requests or just to talk, I would love to read and answer them!!!

That’s all from me! Love you all, thank you for still being here. 💛

#vinnie hacker #vhackerr #vinnie #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie x reader #vhackerr x reader #vinnie fanfiction #vinnie hacker fanfiction #vhackerr fanfiction

[koalahugs4you]

The bedroom

🧸- I write female insert fanfiction, I try to make it related to everyone.

🧸- I'm a multifandom account

🧸- I will try and write as often as I can but if I'm experiencing writers block or lack of motivation my post will slow, please be patient and don't spam me with request asking for the same things.

🧸- I won't make a taglist because it's a lot to keep up with so turn on notifications

🧸 - feel free to request, leave images, gifs, videos, moodboards, long request, Ideas, etc... anything you want to! It will inspire me to come up with something.

🧸- Comments, reblogs are appreciated anything I feel is negative will be blocked immediately.

🧸- do not self promote in my comments

🧸- no hate or negative will be tolerated in anything [racist, homophobic, etc]

I write for:

Steve Harrington, Draco Malfoy, Bucky Barnes, Jack Harlow, Harry styles, Vinnie hacker, Eddie Munson, Joseph Quinn, Chris Evans, Steve Rogers, peter Parker [preferably Andrew's peter], Jim hopper, I will add to this...

I will write:

Smut, fluff, angst, age gap, stepcest fics, threesome, poly [two male's will not be sexual or romantic with each other. This is my preference because I'm a jealous girl and want them just for me and not for each other.], Reverse harem, dubcon, cnc, yandere, D/s, somnophilia, cock warming, sex pollen, praise, praise and degrading, breeding, power imbalance, voyeurism, exhibitionism, bondage, edging, overstimulation, A/B/O, you can ask for other things but I may choose whether or not I write it.

I will not write:

pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, incest, race play, watersports, underage scenarios, scat play, suicide's, I will most likely add to this

[sxtaep]

You guys are lucky😭 you have K-pop fan fictions meanwhile I go through hell and back trying to find some for my celebrity crushes💀 (Michele morrone, Nate jacobs😍😍😍, vinnie Hacker 🥲)

NATE JACOBS…???? NAWW

VINNIE HACKER??? actually, he’s valid, i see where you’re coming from, BUT NATE JACOBS?

i can’t fw that guy from 365 days, idky i just can’t 😭

THIS IS WHY YOU SHOULD JOIN THE BTS CIRCLE AND THEN YOU’LL ALWAYS HAVE FANFICTIONS 😭

#anon

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠

𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚:

You get sick and Vinnie takes care of you

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆:

Fluff

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈:

None, just Vinnie being a sweetheart

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈:

Vinnie hacker x gf reader

𝐼 𝐷𝑂𝑁'𝑇 𝐺𝐼𝑉𝐸 𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑀𝐼𝑆𝑆𝐼𝑂𝑁 𝑇𝑂 𝑃𝑂𝑆𝑇 𝑀𝑌 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇 𝐴𝑁𝑌𝑊𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝐸𝐿𝑆𝐸

A groan fell from your lips as you turned around in bed. You sniffed but was interrupted by a cough because your nose was stuffed.

You were sick, your head was pounding, throat sore and long with a few muscles in your body. You were exhausted and didn't feel good and all you wanted was to cuddle Vinnie. Sadly he was off with the gang.

You tossed again so this time you were on your stomach. You cracked your eyes open slightly and pulled a tissue out of the box. You blew your nose into it before placing it back on your nightstand.

You brought your hand back over to yourself. Hera who has been with you the whole time knew you were sick, she cuddled into your leg, purring at the warmth the radiated off of you.

You tried falling back to sleep, but it was only a few minutes before you had woken up the door being opened.

You looked over to see Vinnie walk. He smiled upon seeing you, but the disappeared when he saw the countless tissues growing on the table.

"oh honey." He walked closer to you ready to pull you into his arms. "No, no, Vinnie I'm going to get you sick."

Vinnie didn't listen. "No, it's ok. Just gotta take care of you." he just sat in the bed beside you, pulling you close. He kissed your forehead, you basically melted into him. You really missed his touch.

"why didn't you call me and tell me you were sick? I would have came home."

"I know," you said. "but I didn't want to ruin your day out with the guys."

"you weren't going to ruin my day." Vinnie kissed your forehead and rubbed your back.

"I'm going to go make you some soup." Vinnie said getting up from the bed. "You cuddle with hera until I get back. You laid back down against the pillow as you hummed ok.

Vinnie made his way down stairs and got you some soup ready. You of course stayed and cuddle hera. She was such a sweetheart, you were lucky to have her in this moment.

A few minutes later Vinnie came back up stairs. He was carrying a tray of chicken noodle soup with crackers. "Here we go."

You sat up against the headboard as Vinnie placed the tray over your lap. With shaky hands.

When you had enough of it Vinnie took the tray and sat it on the desk before he returned to the bed.

He enveloped his arms around you. "Now, let's cuddle and take a nap ok?"

You nodded because you were unable to find the words as sleep took over your body. Vinnie did fall asleep until he heard your soft breathing. He knew you were exhausted and tired from being sick, but he was happy he could help you feel better. That was the one thing you love about him.

#vinnie hacker #vinnie x reader #Vinnie hacker x reader #Vinnie hacker fanfiction #Vinnie hacker x you