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Just know If I could I would get you naked, rub my hands down your breasts and stomach. I would suck your nipples and suck a whole bunch of hickeys on your neck. After taking time to do that, my fingers would travel down to your cunt, I would rub my fingers through your wet folds, tease you from how wet you are just over some kisses. I would stick two fingers inside of you, slowly pushing them in and out at first. You would be greedy so I would go faster and harder, you would be a whining mess, hiding you face into my neck saying it feels too good. I would kiss down your body while still fingering you and then go down to your cunt and suck on your clit while fingering you. You would be so jumpy and so overstimulated with pleasure. After a few more minutes, you would let go and come.

Mam, Im in class...

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Strip tease...

Pairing - Vinnie x reader

Summary - he overhears your conversation, leading to the best night of your life

Warning - slight swearing, consensual non-consent, unprotected/raw sex, jealousy, slight slapping, stripping

" I'm just saying, we should get the hottest police men and have the best time of our life," your best friend said, her back turned to you as she scanned her farme in the tight dress she wore.

" What is with you and this wierd kink thing with breaking the law?"

" Lil' strip show has never hurt anyone," she turned around, your nose burried into your phone as you quickly typed another message, " Whats wierd is you not sharing any details about that gamer boy. At this point I'm worried if you're not left dry."

With a loud sigh you dropped your arms, head held high as you looked up to the sceeling, " Mine and Vinnies sexual life is perfectly fine."

" It doesn't sound like it," she crossed her hands, softly sitting down at the end of your bed, " It's okay to explore your body and ask if he could do the things you like, vanilla sex isn't always the anwser."

" But I'm happy with what he gives me."

" I don't see that exiting sparkle in your eyes, so no, you're not happy. At this rate, do you even feel any type of pleasure?"

You stayed quiet. It wasn't that Vinnie was bad at sex, it was just the same thing over and over again. Whenever he would stop streaming, he would roll into bed, cuddle you and take what he wanted. No teasing, no role play, nothing.

" Oh, poor thing..." your bestfriend scootched over, draping her arm around you and pulling you closer.

What you both didn't know was that Vinnie was right around the corner, listening to every word that left your lips.

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" Fuck!" he died yet again, chat fludding with comments on what he could've done, praising and hating at the same time.

Vinnie looked behind him at his bed, you sleeping with your back turned, phone in hand and sheets dancing around you.

" So I think I'm gonna end it here. Have a nice day and remember to take care of yourselfs," with a few click his screen went black, but only a couple seconds later he got up to lay down.

Arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to the soft skin, chest tightly pressed against your spine, " Hey, you awake?"

" Huh?"

" Just thought that you might be asleep."

" Hmm..." you were wierdly quiet and the boy knew why. So before you could even blink, music was wildly blasting from his phone as he teared yours out of your hand.

" What are you-" you watched him climb off, slowly walking back to the bed while looking you up and down. His hands went to tangle his belt loose, pulling the leather off in one swifth motion and slapping your bare thigh with it. Slight burning feeling was left behind, a red line forming on your flesh.

You catched the black belt in your hand when he threw it, draping it behind your neck and letting it dangle. Your cheeks were rosy, body filling with warmth as you let out a couple of giggles.

He grabbed your ankles, pulling you closer to the endge and making sure you were sitting straight before getting on the soft sheets. His knees on both of your sides, hand pushing your head closer to his hips who moved in circles to the melody.

" Vinnie-"

" Shhh..." still swaying, his palms wrapped around each end of the belt. With force he nudged you forward and connected your lips. Soft, lustfull and neady kiss was shared between you two. Toungues dancing in a battle for dominance, teeth clinging and cheeks mushing.

Your fingers found the button of his pants, popping it open and pushing down the zipper, his jeans now only loosly hanging around his hips.

It all happened so fast. One moment he was standing right infront of you with his pants on, now he's fully naked and kissing down your breasts. His mouth latched on to your nipple, biting and sucking as he molded your other tit.

Moving down to your stomach, hickeys were left everywhere his lips could fit, didn't matter if it was the nape of your neck, or the slight fold between your legs. He made sure everything was tasted before he could go further.

" Are you ready?"

" Yes, yes!"

In one quick motion he slipped in, stretching you out, but as soon as he was in, he was out, " Why'd you do that?"

" Just let me take care of you..." your head was thrown back when his words cut off, pushing faster and deeper than ever before.

Moans and groans left both of your lips, your knees tightly clunged to his hips, whole body rocking the bed with his slightest movements. Your hands ran up and down, nails scratching every muscle he had.

" Vinnie-"

" Let go, baby..." pitched scream flowed out when your whole body shook, his hips still tightly pounding in you.

When his breathing stopped for a second or two, he fell right beside you. Chest heaving up and down, multiple good and bad thoughts swarming your mind.

" Did you like that?" you could hear the tiredness in his voice.

" Yes..." a pause before you finally found the right words, " But something makes me believe it wasn't on your will."

Vinnie let out a loud sigh, but didn't say anything, only stared at the sceeling like it was going to give him anwsers, " Was this a dare?"

" What? No-no. I just thought you'd like it," pulling the sheets over his lower body he scooted closer to the edge, sitting up straight, " If you don't, we'll find something else."

By his tone and lack of affection, you were able to put two and two together, " You heard our conversation, didn't you?"

Silence.

Taking the quiet room you sat up. Light kisses were placed all around his shoulders and between his blades, hands trying to relieve his tight muscles.

" Now I want to make it up to you."

" You already did everything you could."

" Bullshit." and then you dropped to your knees.

#vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker x reader #romance #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker smut #vinnie smut #vinnie x reader #angst with a happy ending #sad thoughts

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I know this will sound completely stupid, but can someone message me something totally random just so I could see if it pops up? Like tumblr been down for me lately.

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are you okay??

Just dealing with shit in my personal life, but when everythings sorted out and I get a week off I promise I'll start posting again<3

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𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!introverted!gamer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: y/n overhears michael gossiping about her boyfriend, vinnie.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: arguing/drama, swearing, angst, insecure!reader if you squint, reader having a bad day, (reader has major intj vibes)

𝗔/𝗡: there were many ways i could have taken this, but this was the one that i immediately thought of so i hope you guys enjoy :)

interviews/confessionals in bold!

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y/n didn’t want to go to dinner that night.

i mean, she really didn’t want to go to dinner that night, but she had to.

y/n was a gamer, something she had always been and something everyone knew about her. she had no idea what streaming was, until she met vinnie, though. she joined the hype house a while before he did, being well known on the app for her thirst-traps, which were much literally, her just sitting in front of her phone.

that was what her and vinnie both had in common. the two of them felt like they had no reason to be so called famous, since they never put themselves out there. they felt almost guilty for blowing up for doing nothing, when there were other talented people who, to them, felt like they deserved it more than they did. if it wasn’t for the similarity in content, y/n and vinnie would have never dated.

she hated making new friends and meeting new people, especially attractive people, so she preferred keeping to herself in the house and only really speaking when she deemed necessary. it wasn’t that she was shy— she just simply hated focusing on things other than herself.

she wasn’t self centered, if anything, she spent her life trying to take care of herself in hopes that she’d love herself. there was just something in her brain that made her so closed off. a lot of the time, people would assume that she was mean or that she didn’t like them, but in reality, she just didn’t care enough to put the effort into expressing her emotions on her face.

god, y/n was passionate though.

when she loved something, she put it above all others, placing it right next to her on her pedestal. she was protective and extremely loyal to those who she’d let inside her bubble. unfortunately, the only person in the hype house that she really was close to, was her boyfriend. he was the one thing in that house that she actually liked.

she didn’t exactly hate the house. how could she when her and vinnie ended up falling in love there? but there were times when she wished that she could just pack up her bags and move far away with vinnie, somewhere no one would find them and where they didn’t have to worry about taking selfies every five minutes.

while vinnie streamed daily, y/n streamed every other day. on days when she streamed, vinnie would stream early so that his viewers could watch her stream afterwards. while they both gamed, they never played together. or, at least, in front of the camera.

they didn’t want the line between their relationship and social media to blur. playing games together felt more personal and romantic when there wasn’t thousands of people watching— plus, their stream content was just overall different.

it was a night off for y/n, which meant that she was forced to go to nikita’s dinner, since vinnie couldn’t go. of course, his stream had to be during the dinner, otherwise, the two of them could have gone together, and if that was the case, than y/n would have no problem going. she just despised dinner gatherings, especially without vinnie.

groaning, she continued to pull up her sheer black tights. she grabbed a white and red tartan skirt and shimmied it up her legs, having vinnie zip up the back of it for her. she wore a long-sleeve black top that was borderline a turtle neck, and her hair swayed as she applied her chapstick.

“i don’t even know why i bothered wearing a skirt, lord knows nikita’s gonna wear a blinged out outfit that’s just gonna make all the girls look stupid. i should have just worn sweatpants.” she huffed. thankfully, the cameras weren’t there since she was changing, so no one could see how much of a raging downer she was being.

“what are you talking about? you look great. you’re you, nikita is nikita— she makes every outfit look bad…except for yours, of course.” vinnie tilted his head back, looking up at y/n from his chair, his view of her upside down.

“ha ha, how sweet.” she mocked, rolling her eyes and shoving his chair.

“oh stop, you’re gonna be fine.”

“i know i will! no one ever notices me or talks to me during these things. i just would rather stay in bed.” she stated, materoffactly.

“well, you know, i wasn’t gonna say it, but this could be nice for you to have some time with everyone,without me there..”

“i already spent time with everyone when you weren’t in the house yet, and trust me, it sucked. i don’t want to go back to that.”

it was true. it did suck.

she just hoped that tonight would run smoothly and that she wouldn’t be completely ignored at the table.

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when they arrived at the barton g restaurant, y/n followed everyone to their table. she was last to sit down, and ended up sitting next to kouvr, at the end of the table, with mia across from her.

the group began discussing how late nikita was, growing annoyed at her absence to her own dinner.

“ugh, whatever. can we start with beverages?” alex asked.

“they don’t have diet coke here.” thomas stopped him.

“i know, that’s what i heard. i was telling y/n in the car that i don’t know why the fuck we are here if there isn’t diet coke. we are both gonna die.” y/n smiled, looking down the table at alex.

“alex, we’re gonna have to drink water and i’d rather die.”

“yeah, that’s it. siri, call assistant nick. im gonna get me and y/n some diet coke.”

“nick! hi, yeah, dude what are the possibilities of you bringing two diet cokes for me and y/n?” the group looked at him in awe.

“are you joking?”

“yeah, i’m joking. of course i’m joking.” y/n frowned at his words, wishing she could make a coke appear in thin air.

alex texted y/n while he had his phone out.

alex 🦁:

i wasn’t joking 🙃

giggling, y/n looked over at him before the loud heels of nikita’s shoes, hit the ground.

“there she is!”

y/n got up and hugged her first, complimenting her on her outfit. she was glammed out in a two-piece dress that showed more skin than fabric, and she, as always, was owning it. while everyone complimented her, they were greeted by the waiter, nikita ordering shots that where insanely expensive and y/n, of course, just sticking to spiked lemonade.

“um, you guys, we are gathered today because i am celebrating my virginity!” nikita announced, speaking over the boys laughter and causing micheal to applaud and calvin to cheer.

“calvin is not the only virgin.” nikita joked.

“yes!” calvin cheered.

“oh my god.” alex said, making y/n laugh along.

“i really want to say thank you guys for being here. today was the second anniversary of my brand.” nikita looked at everyone as she spoke. since y/n was sitting next to her, she put an arm around nikita while everyone congratulated her.

“thank you guys. to two years of dragun beauty.” and with that, they all clinked their glasses together before taking sips of their drinks.

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“what are the odds that nikita would be in the hype house?” thomas asked, making mia and alex snicker.

“i’ve been applying this whole time!”

“stop, you’re already a part of this house.” alex stated, seriously.

“i’m gonna let go of the fact that you let vinnie ahead of me, because i’m like ‘oh, right! he’s the hot boy on tiktok.’” nikita mentioned, y/n’s eyes flickered upwards at the mention of her boyfriend.

“i don’t know dude.” y/n looked down the row to see an annoyed michael dropping his napkin. “vinnie— he just doesn’t do much.”

the fuck did he just say?

“he just likes to sit in his room—“ michael was cut off with a scoff from y/n.

“that’s not even how it is though. he doesn’t just ‘sit in his room’, he’s streaming. just like i do. what, do you guys think the same thing about me?” her voice was defensive and she had to lean forward in order to see michael’s face. 

“no, but it’s like, when is he gonna help out, ya know? you do more than he does, trust me.”

y/n’s gut told her to stay quiet, something she normally would not do. she wanted to yell at him and defend vinnie, but she didn’t. instead, she sunk back into her chair and stayed quiet.

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when y/n got home that night, she immediately told vinnie what michael said. he took it a lot better than she expected him to, but at the same time, she could see his face fall when she admitted that she didn’t talk back to him. he insisted that it was fine and that he was fine, but y/n knew better than that.

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“i do regret not talking back to michael and defending vinnie. that’s something that i normally would do, i mean, i’m just a very outspoken person, but i just like…didn’t have the energy— which also makes no sense since arguing takes little energy from me, i mean i do it all the time! i don’t know, it’s like…i just shut off. i feel really guilty about it.” y/n nodded, trying her best not to tear up.

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what y/n didn’t know, was that vinnie would bring it up to michael.

it’s now two days later, and another stream day off for y/n. while vinnie was streaming, she was downstairs with everyone, keeping track of the pool game.

“that moth is still there?” she asked, shocked.

“yeah, i wanted to hit it with the pool stick but he wouldn’t let me.” michael joked.

y/n felt vinnie’s hand on her waist as he walked past her, into the room, finally finished with his stream. she smiled at him and he smiled back before michael struck a nerve.

“look who decided to show up!”

“what do you mean by that?” he questioned, his girlfriend seated on the floor, watching. she had one of vinnie’s shirts on and grippy socks, seated cris-cross-applesauce.

“i don’t know, just that you’re never around.” micheal kept his hands behind his back, standing as tall as possible, as if he was trying to intimidate vinnie. the idea made y/n chuckle at the thought.

“y/n told me about the fucking dinner.” he leaned against the pool table, looking at his girlfriend for a brief second before continuing the conversation.

“of course she did.” michael remarked.

“why wouldn’t i?” y/n butted in, feeling a lot better compared to the day of the dinner.

“i wasn’t talking to you.”

“don’t talk to her like that.” vinnie warned, his voice starting to raise. y/n was hit with anxiety and stayed quiet.

“i’m not, she just wasn’t a part of this conversation, i’m talking to you right now.”

“yeah, and what about it?”

“you’re just never around.” michael kept a smug look on his face, like he enjoyed seeing how riled up he could get vinnie. y/n didn’t expect this from michael. maybe him getting mad at her, but vinnie? she thought they were friends.

“why couldn’t you just come to my room or come up to me when i’m out in the kitchen or something like that, and then just say it to my face, instead of fucking saying it during dinner and saying it when i’m not there—” he waved his arm around, annoyed at how pressed michael was.

“you don’t talk!”

“i don’t talk— i’m talking to you right now!” he held his arms out, motioning how stupid michael’s comment was. michael must have realized, because he quickly reiterated his words.

“you’re always upset!”

that wasn’t true. vinnie wasn’t always upset. he was happy whenever he was in his room with y/n. that was like their own private bubble outside of the hype house. maybe he was momentarily upset when he left it, but he was never truly upset. how could he be, when y/n was there? whenever he was upset, she’d always make it better. she gave him more attention than anyone else in the house and she understood his problems, unlike everyone else who would just tell him to deal with it.

“no i’m not! i’m upset when i’m down here, yeah, because you all constantly leave me and y/n out and then you wonder why we’re upstairs all day!”

“we don’t leave you out.”

“yes you do! you’re constantly on our ass about content even though we make it! i just fucking finished streaming and i can’t even come into the kitchen without you starting shit, and it’s like— there’s nothing to be pissed about!”

“you don’t help out, you don’t do shit, vinnie. you and y/n are given special treatment and everyone walks on eggshells around you two—“

“i don’t do shit? are you fucking joking?!”

“the first month you were here, i filmed maybe six videos with you, and then i didn’t ask you again because you have the worst attitude ever, like..your energy is so off and it’s like you don’t even want to be here.” micheal explained. y/n could see vinnie noticeably get more and more upset. she could tell that he didn’t want to be there, that he just wanted to disappear in that moment.

“why would i share what i’m feeling, or anything, to someone who has that attitude? that literally belittles everything i feel and do—“

“we’re all here to make content, this is a content house, it’s not a house where we just store fucking people.”

“okay, me and y/n bring in a different audience because of what we do, and what we do all the time, is we stream and make money off of that. we can’t make tiktok— you’ve seen our accounts, we just make fucking thirst traps, we can’t just do that all the time. i cant fucking make a thirst trap with thomas that’d just be awkward.”

“than make ones with your girlfriend! do something!”

“michael, you’re being fucking rude.” y/n spoke up. she didn’t even mean to speak, it just erupted out of her and it was too late to put the lid back on.

“just because me and vinnie are gamers, you think we are lowlifes who don’t help because we aren’t on tiktok 24/7 when you know that the truth is that if we don’t make content you make, than it’s not real content, right? you all fucking make us feel like shit, because streaming means nothing to you guys so you overwork me and you overwork vinnie to the point where we don’t wanna fucking be down here with you guys anymore! you think we don’t hear it, but we do! we know when you guys talk about us, we aren’t stupid michael.”

“alright, calm down okay. you’re both right.”

“no we fucking aren’t!” y/n stood up, getting ready to cuss thomas out. the elastic in her stomach had snapped and now her blood pressure was through the roof.

“he’s attacking vinnie knowing damn well that vinnie does more for this house in a day than michael has in his whole tiktok career, this motherfucker doesn’t do shit—“

“enough!” thomas snapped. “you’re both essential to this house, okay? we are a family… but michael is right, you need to make content, especially vinnie.”

“yeah, family but only when we make tiktoks though, right? otherwise, you don’t pay attention or care about either of us, at least that’s how it feels. come on, vinnie.” she grabbed vinnie’s arm and walked him upstairs, feeling that he wanted nothing more than to break down.

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“it pisses me off.” y/n nodded, looking at the interviewer. “vinnie works really hard and deals with a lot and the people closest to him don’t give him the recognition that he deserves and that hurts me. it hurts me when he’s hurt.”

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“whaddya think they’re doing down there?” vinnie asked. the two of them were on their bed, on top of the covers, facing one another as they laid on their backs.

“probably talking shit.”

“yeah.” he chuckled. after spending around half an hour crying, he talked everything through with y/n and the two of them decided to watch anime reruns, both of them not tired enough to go to sleep.

“yeah, he’s probably like ‘oh those gamer people, thinking they’re so cool, grr!’” she made a deep and grumpy old man voice.

“is that your impression of michael?”

“yes, do you like it?”

“i love it.”

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Wrong Trailer

Prompt: Ok so I don’t know if you have seen the hype house show on Netflix but there is an episode where they go on a trip and at night everyone is scared. Maybe you could write something about y/n getting scared and then going to Vinnie’s trailer. - @magnificentbanditcolorbonk

(Y/n is in hype house)

Everyone said their goodnights as they made their way back to their trailers after sitting down at the fire together. The hype house and previous members from hype house were all away on a trip together to try to get some more connectivity and connection between each other but still everyone seemed to be sticking to their own cliques when it came to picking trailers. The only people who chose to have a one person trailer were Vinnie who claimed he could not sleep with anyone else in his trailer, Nikita, and yourself. Obviously Kouvr and Alex shared a trailer, same with Thomas and Mia and then everyone else just kind of went with their usual clique. This sort of living was not what you were used to, you usually liked a nice warm shower with your extensive skincare routine but tonight you were stuck with a makeup wipe. You changed into an oversized T-shirt and sweatpants seeing as it was pretty cold out and then got under all the blankets in the uncomfortable trailer bed. Slowly one by one you saw everyone else’s lights go out, yours being the last, leaving the campsite in almost total darkness other than the string lights around the campfire area that only slightly lit up the sky. You started scrolling through tik tok on your phone, liking fellow hype house members videos then uploading a draft of your own. You always found that you watched Vinnies videos a few times extra than other peoples, there was just something that constantly drew you to him. Obviously he had a great physique with an interesting array of tattoos that seemed to fit his body just right and then his gorgeous face, especially his plump lips that were always chapped- you pulled yourself out of your thoughts, feeling completely inappropriate for internally gushing over one of your housemates. Vinnie wasntusually your type, you usually liked more outgoing and well the only way to put it was “dickish” guys but like said before, something just drew you to him. You locked your phone in order to try get some sleep but just as you did so a loud bang came from outside your trailer, you looked up to the window and tried to see if you could see anything but nothing. Seconds later there were eerie noises, almost close to whispers or a conversation but you couldn’t see anyone else outside. You tried to ignore the noises but after about ten minutes you accepted the fact there was no way you could sleep alone with all these freaky noises going on. You got out of bed and pulled on your Nike forces then made your way to the door of your trailer. You were slightly scared to open the door in case there was something outside but gave yourself a mental countdown and opened the door, making a direct bolt for Nikita’s trailer. You pulled on the trailer door as you got to it but it was locked “shit” you whispered to yourself. Next thing you know the door was opened but it wasn’t Nikita on the other side, it was a messy haired Vinnie, he was only wearing sweatpants and from what you could see boxers, peeking out from underneath.  You felt the heat rush to your face, now beet red from embarrassment, “uhm- ahh sorry, wrong door, I meant to go to Nikita’s” you spluttered out. A smile spread across Vinnies sleepy face “mhmm I’m sure” he said, one side of his lips turning up into a smirk “come in, if you want” he broke the silence that formed. “Couldn’t sleep with all the noises either?” He asked “no, this place is super creepy” you replied with a slight laugh “makes me regret picking a single trailer, but I guess that’s fixed now” he smiled “wait you want me to-“ you started but were cut off by Vinnie “well I assumed you were planning on spending the night with Nikita but for some reason I feel like I might do a better job at protecting you, completely up to you though” Vinnie said chuckling and running a hand through his curls. “Uhm are you sure? I don’t want to intrude” you insisted “yes y/n, besides I’d rather have you than anyone else on this campsite” he assured you, wait what?! Was he flirting with you? No way was Vinnie flirting with you, he barely ever talked to you and if

he did it was in a group conversation. “Okay, I’ll stay, thank you Vin” you said back, the heat returning to your cheeks. Vinnie walked over to his bed and lay in it, you stood awkwardly by the door still, not really sure what to do and Vinnie had noticed this “are you gonna come in or?” He asked patting the space next to him “uhm yeah I can” you said nervously back. Not long ago you were lying fantasizing about Vinnie and now you’re walking to his bed. You laid yourself down next to him and tried to not invade his space but he seemed to have a different idea on his mind “do you care if uh, if we cuddle?” He asked, him now the nervous one “that’d be nice” you smiled and within seconds his arm snaked around you and pulled you close to him. His body beat was warming you up real quick and his scent was comforting you. You could feel each other breathing against each other and for the both of you it was actually very comforting and made you forget about all the weird noises. “Can I tell you something y/n?” Vinnie whispered “mhmm” you whispered back “okay so if this is really awkward I’m sorry but I’m actually really glad you walked into this trailer, I’ve been trying to get the courage tell you that I think you’re cute but I suck at talking to girls and I never thought that you’d like me as anything-“ he started rambling and you turned around to him, panic was clear in his eyes, he now had his lip secured between his two front teeth, gnawing at the already chapped lips. “Shhh Vin, I like you too” you said with a smile on your face “you gotta stop eating up your lips though, they’re gonna hurt” you added. He released his lip and replaced his worried expression with a giddy smile “it’s okay, I’m used to it” he said quietly. His eyes kept glancing down to your lips but then back up to meet your eyes, he tucked a strand of hair that had fallen over your face slightly behind your ears and asked “may I?” While looking back down to your lips. You answered his question by pushing your lips against his, your guys lips started to mimic each other’s, molding together just perfectly. He started to take the lead, every so often taking your bottom lip between his teeth, why did this feel so good despite it being the first kiss shared between the two of you, it just worked. As you started to lose your breath a bit you pulled away slightly and it turns out he also was short on breath. “Maybe it was a better idea I came to this trailer” you said breathily “I think you intended it all along” Vinnie said as he planted another quick peck to your now swollen ones. “You wish Hacker” you laughed as you turned back around, pulling his arm over you again so you could cuddle. “Goodnight beautiful” Vinnie said into your ear “Goodnight Vin, thank you for letting me stay”.

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Omg u gave us option to go anon!!! Yes th am you so much! I was so scared to request because it did not give me the option to go anon

Yesss! Actualy a really nice person reached out and told me about this problom and I fixed it! So I hope you guys can share more ideas with me now!

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The day of love or hate...

Pairing - Vinnie x reader

Summary - getting ready, shouting and arguing still couldn't get his memory back

Warning - angst, yelling, slight swearing, anger, slamming doors

February 15th 23:54pm

As the clock hit another minute, you became border by the second. Laying on your lovers bed, his dark sheets consuming your body into a tight hug.

You threw another look to the time, realizing that what he said was already thirty minutes ago. One more match, let me check one thing, five more. It all ringing on repeat.

When you first walked through the door you weren't suprised that he wasn't dressed up, still sitting by his desk as a random game loaded on his screen. It was natural for Vinnie.

He tended to forget important dates. From uploading days to photoshoot hours, but he has never forgotten November 15th.

A date that showed love, affection and care in your book. Finally letting out your emotions after holding them for so long, kissing and cheering the boy from day on. Suddenly it just all went away.

When you first started dating, the boy would show up with small roses or chocolates on every months 15th day. Wishing health and care uppon you.

But now you bored into his back, rethinking everything you did just to prepare. Get your nails, hair and makeup done, find something to wear, also underneath, shave, wash, dry, spray. Again and again. Wanting to look perfect just for that blond, idiotic boy.

It felt like he had wrapped you around his finger. Like he twisted until your insides were scrunching, tied tight around his middle didget.

" Vinnie-"

" One more." he wasn't streaming, wasn't talking to his friends, just staring at the lit screen.

You fell back. Yet again drained from waiting so long. It felt like minutes were starting to blend into hours, the same happening to days, months and years. Still laying on the same bed, in the same sheets. Red liptick still slightly smudged, water in the very corners of your eyes.

1:24am

" I just don't understand why you're acting like this," his voice rung out from the bathroom, " Like, I'm just trying to play my game and you come in here, start to act up, and be bitchy."

" I'm not trying to start anything-"

" No, but you are! You be getting on my nervs every second today."

" Vinnie I have-"

" You walked in here, dressed up, all pretty. I ask why did you decide to do it, you give me a dirty look and just start fucking bitching around."

" Because I want a portion of your attention too!" at this point you didn't even know what you two were fighting about. But one fact you knew was straight, he forgot.

There were no tiny roses, small kisses, chocolates or any well being wishes. The day was like any other time of the week.

" I'm giving you my whole attention right now," he stood by the door, hands doing wierd gestures while his curls ran from side to side, " I sometimes want alone time too!"

" Oh, and you couldn't pick any other day?"

" There's nothing special about today!" ouch. Deep in the gut.

It was a one thing to understand he forgot, but another thing was to fully throw it under. To say it's nothing, plain, simple. Everyday is the same.

You looked at him with shock, hurt, betrayal. Emotions mixing into one to create anger. Pain and fire was spreading through your body, but a small voice in the back of your mind chanted that it's not his foult. He didn't know. He didn't do anything.

Bullshit.

If he wanted to remember, he could've. But it's too late now.

You shook your head in his direction, sending him a glare before calmly walking out.

" What the fuck is wrong with you today?" he slightly yelled after you, only to be left with a door slam and uncomfortable silence. It all felt wierd.

Vinnie sat down, his body felt heavy, deep breaths overtaking him, anger clouding his mind.

The boy still couldn't understand what you were fed up about. It's not like he missed anything important, your birthday date was set, it was too late for christmas, he gave you a Valantines day gift yesterday. Everything was going acording to plan.

His fingers tapped the screen a couple of times, clear picture of the two of you together coming up. Brows scrunched, confusion clouding his existence. Bold letters staring right back at him.

Happy one year anniversary!

Vinnie quickly scrolled up, the time and date writen boldly.

February 15th 2022

" Fuck..."

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Could you possibly do a really smutty Vinnie imagine? Like with loads of kinks such as dom!Vinnie; choking, degradation, slapping, spitting, being sarcastic with y/n etc. like I’d just love to read this! Pleaseeee 🥺

Paint me...

Pairing - Vinnie x reader

Summary - while you created art on canvas, he created art between your legs

Warning - consensual non-consent, raw sex/sex without a condom, choking, slight degradation, slapping, praising, sarcasm, paint use

Thank you for the request<3

This was the place you'd go to escape. When you got tired of the reality, bullshit that came to have a TikTok star as a boyfriend. Multiple people swarming him any time of the day. Those same people bashing you.

In this world, if you're not skinny, light skin, don't have boobs, ass, makeup that gets thrown in your face, you're not worthy of anyone's time. Everyone just saying 'thats how it is', 'it's normal', 'you'll get used to it'.

You didn't.

You didn't get used to the cameras, bright light that flashes in your eyes, making you go blind for a second or two. This all was new for you. New information that you had to store in your head.

How to sit, what to say, keep track on your thoughts, don't spill too much, don't talk less, look pretty, look natural, look ready.

Hundred of reminders that your not good enough, not enough for anyone alive, for yourself. Like a stranger across the world, telling you to kill yourself, you'll never reach the top. Ever.

It was stupid to believe those words. They were just empty sounds a lonely twelve year old made. But it wasn't that easy. It almost felt like these kids, respawned. You kill one, another is right beside him ready to fire twice as hard. And like this, over, over and over again. Day and night without a rest. Until they take you down.

They make you fall to your knees, aching body moving with slightest turns, hundred of ropes draping all over your frame like millions of snakes. Squeezing any pozitive energy you have.

Like they feed off of your screams, pained cries, whines and groans. They were the evil on the face of Earth.

Everyone understands the bad differently. Some might think it's your sins. Your past choises that you praid for, still hunting your soul.

Others say its the future. Not knowing what will happen, who would need to be saved.

For you it's this. Living in the moment, letting people hurt you in the scene, not in the past or the future.

Your eyes roamed the canvas. Multiple colors spattered on the fabric, bright and dark tones lining your sketch. Paint brush strokes decorating and leaving a path anywhere it goes. Small bumps and chunks all over in the bright paint.

A knock ran throught the studio. Your neck craned as one hand pulled out your earpods.

" Hey, baby," Vinnie's soft features lit up the room, your face morphing into a small smile.

" Hey there-" his quick steps cought you off guard, soft lips meeting yours, molding so beautifuly against eachother, " mmm."

" I really," kiss planted on your mouth, his teeth slightly sinking in your flesh, " missed you."

" You did?"

" Mhm," the boy didn't forget to remind of how much he loved you. Gentle touches or mini roses, morning texts and goodnight calls, " What are you working on?"

" Just some random portraits. You know, opposite tones and sharp outlines-" your breath got cought in your throat. His hand slowly slidering down your body, from the tip of your shoulder to the inner side of your thigh, " Vinnie-"

" Shhhh..." his soft palm moved closer, your legs spreading wider, heart rate picking faster, " Let me take care of you."

All you could do was nod. Your head clouding with the high feeling, floating on top of the sky. Your body felt hot, heavy. Leaning back you relaxed more, his own figure standing by yours.

" You like that?" the boy asked while still playing with you. Hand deep in your shorts while his fingers flicked your folds, clit and hole. Soaking his fingers and the fabric of your panties.

When you still couldn't anwser, he grabbed your chin. Forcing your mouth open and pushing his middle didget in, " I asked you a fucking question."

You slightly gagged when Vinnie pushed forward. Your eyes pearing in his as you closed your lips around his finger.

" That's my good fucking girl," a smirk spread across his face, " Doing just how I like."

The words sent a rush to your brain. Yelling at you to go harder, faster, stronger. Give him anything he wanted.

Everything happened so quickly your brain couldn't even process in. How his strong arms wrapped around you only to drop you down, your back meeting the cold hardwood floors. Him howering over, touching you everywhere exept the place you needed the most.

Your own hands reached for his shirt, pulling it over his head and throwing in across the room. His body glistening under the soft light, tattoos lining his arms and chest. You wanted to trace and lick each and every one of them.

While both of your clothes were shed, his lips met with your neck, nipping just below your collorbone. He created spots. Biting and sucking with love, affection and lust.

Your head was thrown back, soft whines and whimpers leaving your mouth.

" You look so beautiful," Vinnie leaned back, admiring the sight infront of him. No bra, little to no underwear, soft flesh laying like putty under him, " My perfect girl."

Your lips reconected again, molding in a rithm only the two of you knew. The kiss told more than words ever could. Both of your emotions swirming through.

He started to become sloppy. Wet kisses, not bothering to stay long enough to leave a mark. Marking up the only girl he loves.

The boys fingers hooked around your panties, flicking the waistband and letting you jolt from the slight stinging feeling.

" Vinnie, please-"

" Huh? I think I heard you incorrectly," he again decided to just tease, not bring anything you wanted, " Just call my name, princess."

"Sir..."

" Thats better," your back arched when his teeth gazed your clit, sucking on the little bundle of nervs, " Keep going just like this."

He kept biting, licking, massaging. Going back and forth between your inner and outer folds. Sweet lips glistening to his contact. While he worked magic you were squirming. His touch too intoxicating, like a drug that spread through your body all the way up to your brain.

He knew you were close. The way your eyes would gloss over, your responce to his fingertips gliding across your skin, it all gave it away. So he pulled back.

You peared into his face, pleading and begging for mercy as he softly smiled.

The boys hands ran down his own frame, gripping the black belt and slowly loosening the loops. His dark pants fell off, only the buldge pushing through his boxers. After that he didn't move. Not an inch made by his effort.

" Vinnie-" a sharp slap was sent to your cheek, stinging from the cold metal rings.

" What was my name?"

" Sir," he nooded while his fingers wrapped around your throat, " Please. I need you."

" Aww, did my baby get eager? Well too bad then," his touch left you for real now, pulling down the last few pieces of fabric sepperating you both, " You just lay here and look pretty. Okay?"

His dick stood big and proud, red leaking tip staring back at you. You were too mesmerized, not hearing his words or movements.

He quickly grabbed your neck, giving your throat a long squeeze, cutting off any airways, " When I talk to you, you anwser. Got it?"

All you could get out was a weak nod, letting him know you were listening, even though not paying attention.

The next few seconds passed away faster than you thought. The euphoric feeling of him sliding in and out of you sending you in the cloud nine. Every curve and line digging deep inside, his tip sending you over the edge.

" Huh, my little slut is gonna cum? I don't think she will. Does this pussy feel good? Does my pussy feel good?"

Loud moans and agreement groans vibrated past your lips. His hips meeting yours with every shake of your body.

While through the stages of pleasure your hand reached out, accidentely tipping over red paint. Some landing on your tits and stomach, most pouring on Vinnie's back.

A gasp flew out, not only from pleasure, but the need to clean up. The boy softly laughed. His finger dipped in the liquid on the floor, hips still moving while he focussed to write on one of your boobs.

As the feeling crept closer, your nails dug into his back, dragging down his sides. Red paint and scratch lines decorating his skin.

Faster, harder, deeper until you both came. Moaning loudly in eachothers ears.

He fell on top, raw inside of you, trying to get as close as possible, " Good girl."

Finally freeing you he rolled onto his back, staring up at the sceeling, chest heaving up and down.

" What did you write?" your voice was cracked. Screaming and moaning didn't do justice for the tight cramps in your throat.

" VH slut."

" You're an idiot," laughs bubbled out of the both of you, still tired and burned out from everything.

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Firstly holy shit again. Thankfull for the love I've been recieving.

Second, so sorry for not posting. My mental health has been acting up, been feeling down and sad. I'll try to post a request tonight or a little later. Again thank you, thank you for being so pacient with me and understanding. <3

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Ah-

Can we get a smut where the reader is jealous and insecure but Vinnie loves her and one day they’re fighting because she feels jealous and he’s like “What can I do to prove to you I love you?” and then he’s like “You want to have a kid?” and then ya know….. and make it angsty

Mine Forever

smut - jealousy, angsty. breeding kink. i think that’s all. enjoy!

“You’re stupid, Vinnie. You know that?” Y/n scowls, lowering herself onto Vinnie’s cock. “Thinking you could go out without me with some other bitch there.”

“It wasn’t like that, baby. You know that,” he groans, leaning his head back against the pillow. His hands grip her thighs hard, his nails digging into her soft flesh and leaving crescent shaped indentations.

“Oh, I know that?” She asks in a mocking tone.

She gets him bottomed out inside of her and moans, the fullness of him making her pulse and tighten around him. Her hips grind instinctually as her hands push against his bare chest to hold herself steady in her movements.

“You do know,” he groans. His eyes close, knowing he’s just going to give himself over to her, not having the energy to fight with her on the matter tonight. It’s not the first time she’s done this kind of thing and while it doesn’t happen often, it’s a god damn ordeal when it does but he loves her so he deals with it. “You’re my one and only.”

She feels her emotions build and move from her chest to her eyes before tears start to blur her vision. She blinks, making them spill over onto her cheeks but she wipes them away quickly so he doesn’t see. “You know how I feel about you being around those kinds of girls.”

“Don’t know why. No one compares to you,” he shakes his head and thrusts his hips up to meet her movements, each one sending him deeper and deeper inside of her and inside the mess of emotional ecstasy they both feel in this moment.

“Then why don’t you just fucking listen to me when I ask you not to be around them,” she picks up her pace, letting her frustration start to get the best of her.

He bites his lip, trying his hardest to hold himself together. He moves one hand from her hips to his face, rubbing his open palm across his forehead before he opens his eyes.

“Because! God, you’re fucking ridiculous!” His words comes out harsh.

“Fuck you!” She snaps back at him before she can think about her words.

He groans and lifts her off him, flipping her over and gripping her chin hard to make her look at him. “Why the fuck are you so jealous?”

She scrowls hard up at him and tries to push his hand away but quickly gives up when he slides himself back inside of her. “Fuck, Vinnie,” she sqeaks out.

“I do nice things for you, I take you expensive dates,” he chuckles a little between breaths as he starts thrusting. “I tell you how much I love you, how beautiful you are every god damn day. So why the fuck are you so jealous, y/n? Why are you so insecure?”

Her tears quickly come back, spilling on to her cheeks again and she nuzzles her face into his neck in an attempt to hide them. He’s right, she’s jealous. Deeply jealous. The kind that makes your heart race and your stomach turn. The kind that turns your thoughts into something intrusive and makes your mind cloudy to the point you can’t even think straight about what’s right or wrong.

“I’m not,” she lies.

The only thing worse than the jealousy is where it stems from; her insecurity. She’s never felt inferior to any girl until she moved to this god forsaken town - The City of Angels. The name is fitting as everyone here looks like they fell straight from heaven, including Vinnie. She can’t for the life of her figure out what it is he even sees in her and she’s constantly fighting the need to sabotage their relationship by acting out, just like this.

“What do I have to do to prove to you that I don’t have eyes for anyone else? Huh?” He asks softly, pressing his lips against her cheek.

As nasty toward him as she can get at times, he never falters with her because as crazy as she makes him, he really does love her more than anything. None of the other girls compare to her, they’re all fake. Fake lips, fake tits, fake asses, fake personalities. Pretty, but artificially. And so dull, they’re all carbon copies of each other both inside and out.

But y/n is real and he knew it from the moment he met her. The way she laughs freely, the way she doesn’t constantly monitor her body language or tone of voice. Always genuine with her words and expressions. Even her interests and her hobbies, they’re all unique and are all so unapologetically her.

At least until lately. Lately she’s been a jealous mess, seemingly more and more everyday. But it doesn’t matter because he’s ready to prove he belongs to her. Over and over again if he has to.

“It’s not like that,” she insists, still trying to hold on to her ego.

“It is sweetheart. So what can I do? Hmm? How can I prove it?” He asks, unfooled by her words.

He thrusts faster, pulling away from her face to hover over her. Looking down at her, watching her face twist in pleasure and hearing the breaths and moans spill out of her makes him weak, like he’s actively falling more in love with her by the second. Suddenly, an idea comes to mind. “You wanna have a baby?”

Her breath catches in her throat hearing him say that. “W-what?”

“You wanna have a baby?” He repeats with a smile.

She can’t lie, it’s something she’s thought about often but wasn’t sure he’d be ready. “Really?”

“Mhmm,” he kisses her forehead. “Let’s have one. That way I can make you mine forever.”

It’s the worst reason to have a baby, she knows that. But it’s tempting right now. The way he fills her up so perfectly, the waves of pleasure burning through her with every thrust and him. Oh god, him and the way he’s talking to her, telling her these things and he usually pulls out so it’s been a while since she’s gotten to feel him fully. It’s all she needs to feel almost euphoric and she can picture the rest of her life with him.

She nods, quickly agreeing. “I wanna have a baby,” she says softly.

His smile widens a little and he presses his lips to hers. “Then we’re gonna have a baby, pretty girl. Gonna fuck you, cum in you. Fill you up, make you mine forever,” he groans against her lips then pulls away, gripping her chin again. “You hear me? Gonna make you mine for good.”

His words send her straight off the deep end, making her climax hard and pulse around him. It takes every bit of strength to say something back to him.

“I want it!” She moans, grinding her hips to his. “Go deep, Vin. Cum in me, make me yours,” she urges him on softly with clenched teeth.

He pushes her legs against her stomach, feeling the way she tightens around him as he does and pushing himself as deep as possible before his own high hits him hard enough to blacken his vision. “My fucking girl. I love you.”

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Innocent...

Paring - Vinnie x reader

Summary - never trust a red dress and your hormones

Warning - sexual thoughts, stealing, underage drinking, clubing, slight cursing

Vinnie's head was pounding. Multiple little zips spreading on his skin as he took another shot. Rest of his friends sitting around, doing nothing or just being stupid. Nikita was talking about her latest hookup, everyone acting like they're interested in the blunt story.

It was like any other club. Always the same happened, get drunk, go home. And like this for multiple weekends. No escape from this boring sycle he was stuck in.

Until his eyes cought red passing by. Like a quick shot of tequila, fire burning in your throat, the want, need for more.

His neck craned to see the bright fabric again. Atleast thats what he told himself. He didn't care about the legs, face. He wanted to see you.

Vinnie stared at the whole place. Trying to find you again. Passing by many people dancing, singing, kissing. Others yelling, someone jumping. No luck on his side, that said until they landed in the middle.

Your hands wrapped around a girls neck. Grinding and humping eachother to the melody. Bass flowing through your body when both of your hips moved. Back, forth, right, left. Swaying with each hit of the drums.

The boy could only watch from afar, afraid to go up, ask for a dance. Or any chance to be closer to you. Your hair, scent, beautiful frame. Anything about you only pulled him closer.

This wasn't the only time he'd seen you. The multiple pictures on his story feed proving otherwise. You in a short dress, huntched in a pose for your ass. Camera angle set perfectly to capture the moment.

Downing his last bit of drink, he got up. His friends shouting after him, only to find him turned forward. Ready to loose, loose any confidence if you fully reject him.

Hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. You could feel the clentching muscles of his chest, strong scent of alchohol, cologne and cigarettes. Tattoos lining his skin by his arms.

" Are you having fun?" Vinnie's voice gave nothing away, strong, steady, dark. Wrapped in the hundred sheets of night, shining holes poked all through out the blanket.

" Mhm..."

You quickly turned around. Chest to chest, eye to eye. Both breathing in the chunks of perfume, sweat and sex. Mixing and creating the perfect mixture of good and bad.

The boy held you closer, chasing down his own needs while in the path ways of hunting for yours. He was the perfect combination of the evil. An fallen angel if you may.

You croutched down, palms running along his sides, both of you staring at eachother.

Your thoughts were clear. You got a plan, you stick with it. If it doesn't work out, run.

Vinnie's head was clouded with something different. As he peered down at you, his mind was overtaking self control. He thought about reaching for your hair, pushing you deeper, making you commit. But this was a one time thing. He might have a crush, but he wasn't stupid.

You stood up again, hands flying to his neck when his own wrapped around your hips.

" You look very beautiful," he was soft, glamming you up with self confidence. In the process helping himself.

" You're so sweet," you smiled while looking into his eyes, reading every lie he has ever told, " but no, I have to go."

Your brain screamed no, to put back everything you took, but it wasn't a part of the plan. Nothing was.

Vinnie watched you leave, hips slowly moving with each step you walked, your hair flowing behind you. He licked his lips, imagining the way they'd feel on yours. Soft, caring, shaping.

The boy stalked away, throwing glances back just to see if you fully left yet. A part of him hoping you were just getting a drink.

But nothing worked. His little prayers didn't let him have what he wants, moving only slower to get back.

Although still something didn't feel right. It wasn't the raging feeling inside him, it was something in the back of his head, telling him to pat down.

Roaming both of his sides, back and front pockets. No buldge of line of his wallet. Gone in the thirty seconds of euphoria.

" That fucking bitch..."

He whipped back, now staring right into your eyes, a small smirk playing across that mouth he wanted to call his. You were waving, the black leather holder sitting in your hands. His credit card already glistening in the flashing lights.

A crowd of people moved past his line of vision. Loosing his sight, and when every single person was out of the way, you were already gone.

But something inside his chest told him this wasn't the last time you'd both meet.

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Yay for me💀

This is like a curse or something. I posted that Stay home imagine, and im not kidding, one day later i had everything the story told. Literaly my head is banging, it feels like its floating, im sweating, i cant breath through one of nostrils, i probobly already drank like a gallon of green tea and took my moms ✨drugs✨. Even with all of the liquid my body consumed, my throat is still drier than my grandmas ashes.

And this all started happening when i took a sip of coke and sparkling water. Like i have drinked these drinks all my life and i dont have an alergic reaction to any of them.

Only good thing ab this time is that i dont have russian classes and i can watch Deadly class day and night.

I will take a covid test today so we'll see if im sick with that. Although i hope im not bc i have finals literaly next tuesday.

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This is like a curse or something. I posted that Stay home imagine, and im not kidding, one day later i had everything the story told. Literaly my head is banging, it feels like its floating, im sweating, i cant breath through one of nostrils, i probobly already drank like a gallon of green tea and took my moms ✨drugs✨. Even with all of the liquid my body consumed, my throat is still drier than my grandmas ashes.

And this all started happening when i took a sip of coke and sparkling water. Like i have drinked these drinks all my life and i dont have an alergic reaction to any of them.

Only good thing ab this time is that i dont have russian classes and i can watch Deadly class day and night.

I will take a covid test today so we'll see if im sick with that. Although i hope im not bc i have finals literaly next tuesday.

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Looked joyous...

Pairing - Vinnie x reader

Summary - it was painfull, the feeling eating its way through his body, knowing its dumb to love his bestfriend

Warning - angst, jealousy, underage drinking, talk about gore, self doupt, attatchment, crying

He saw a photo of you, looking so happy, so joyous. Your smile so wide, arm loosely hanging around some dudes neck. He didn't know what it was to make him feel this way. To look at his phone with so much hate, want to see the guys eyes being poked out as hundred of daggers stabbed into his back.

He didn't want to feel this. Vinnie was afraid of getting attatched. To think of a random girl, day and night. Doing anything to make her happy.

But there he was, sitting on his bed, lights turned off, soft glow from his screen running over his face. The bold headline still burning in his eyes.

Y/N Y/L/N COUGHT MAKING OUT

He told himself he disn't care, the tears streaming down his face were fake, it was an act.

You've been out all night, he didn't know where you were. Probobly getting fucked, giving head. He didn't fucking care.

It was like stuck on repeat, the same words loading over and over again. Like an old song.

Although he was a fool for you, he didn't want that 60/40 bullshit. 100 percent of your time, all the time. Your hugs, kisses, broken promises. Everything.

In his eyes you were his perfect person, the person to hang out with on a rainy day, play video games and just cuddle. It was all he wanted.

But as the time went by, chances of getting your love hanging on a tiny string, getting slimer by the passing days.

He reminded himself that you needed space, you needed time for yourself. That he held you down, your dreams and hopes slowly crushed by the side of his palm.

Vinnie knew those guys were bad for you. He was the one you needed.

The boy who would bring you to his parents, put a ring on you, plan a trip, get you anything you ever wanted.

Soft thunder was heard in distance, his bedroom door opening.

You stumbled in, hands reaching for the closest walls, legs wigling, not being able to support your weight.

" You good?" the boy sounded worried, confusion lacing his tone.

" I just had a few drinks. Nothing to worry about," it left more as a giggle, everything looking so light, floating in air.

" Mhm..."

You laid on his bed, dark grey sheets swarming your body. Looking beside you, the puffy eyes, tear stains made it clear something was wrong. You were drunk, but not that drunk, " Is something wrong? You can tell me anything. You're my bestfriend."

" Yeah..." he felt dumb, like completely stupid.

Sigh, better luck next time.

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Vinnie taking care of Y/N while she's sick? and taking her to the hospital or whatever

Stay home...

Pairing - Vinnie x reader

Summary - in the middle of the night, feeling worse than ever

Warning - fluff, headache, bellyache, pale skin, sweat, panic, coughing

Thank you for the request<3

Your head was pounding, sploches of color swirling around everytime you closed your eyes. Like someone banging your nerves, limbs aching, throat hurting. It was driving you insane.

But all you could do was lay down, one hand tightly pressed against your forehead while the other wrapped around Vinnie. The blond boy was sleeping on your chest, mouth opened, little sounds coming out from his lips. To any normal person the tiny snores were almost unheard from the heavy rain outside, but to you it was ringing right beside your ear.

Groaning you removed his arms, rolling him on his back you pushed off the covers. The cool air hit your hot skin, saving from the hundred droplets of sweat.

Your breath got heavier, pain in your stomach, coughing and wheezing. Clutching it, you didn't realize how much noise you were making. Whines from pain waking the boy beside you.

He looked at the clock, reading 2am sharp. Middle of the night, still sleep in the corners of his eyes, he tried to get up. Boring over his shoulder to see you curled up, sprinkle of light from the stars revealing your pain. Brows forrowed, eyelids tightly shut.

" Baby?" his voice sounded like the softest clouds. Sweet candy cotton in a warm evening sun, melting on the tip of your toungue.

You just groaned in responce, not being able to let any other noise come past your lips. Vinnie quickly got up, arms stretching to hold you closer. His tired, limping body stiffening.

" What hurts?"

" Everything..." another bullet shot through your brain, pounding on its way out.

" Okay, I-uh, I'll get you something," in reality the boy didn't know what to do. He never had to take care of someone who's sick, atleast not to the point where their skin is pale, body just as hot as lava.

He didn't want to leave your side, his mind telling him that something will happen, something will fuck with you. But still, the boy ran, phone in hand ready to call the only person he knew.

Standing by the kitchen counter, his mobile tightly pressed against his ear, listening to the beaping noise on repeat, " Hey, ma..."

" Vinnie, do you know what time it is?" her tone sounded annoyed, tired and grumpy.

" I know! I know. It's just Y/n woke up all sweaty and hot, and her stomach is hurting, she's burning up, ma," in a one shot of breath the boy let go, " What do I do?"

" Take her temperature, make sure she's wrapped up in blankets-

" But she's gonna get even more hotter."

" -she needs to sweat it out. Drop a cool cloth on her forehead, some tea and soup will help too."

" Are you sure? She's not gonna die?" the question to him even sounded dumb, but at the moment he couldn't think of anything else.

" No. It's probobly a normal fever with cramps. That's all," Maria on the other side of the screen wanted to drop off, she was gratefull gor him to call, but not when it was in the middle of the night. Although she couldn't stay mad for long. She saw how Vinnie's eyes sparkled whenever he would talk or look at you, how his cheeks swell up, body language becoming soft and relaxed.

" Thank you. Good night."

" Mhm, night."

His full attention now on making tea, different herbs and greens mixed in one cup. Golden honey spilling into the dark liquid.

" Oh, baby..." now inside the room, light shining from the lamp above, your hair messy, sitting in only your panties, flesh still on fire, " How are you feeling?"

" It feels like I'm being burned alive."

" I know you won't like this, but you have to wrap up. Sweat it out with some tea." whining like a child you laid down, back already wet like from the dark grey sheets.

He walked to his balcony, opening the glass door and letting the drapes dance to their own song. Fresh air quickly swarming the room. He turned around, your eyes closed, blanket pulled to your chin, lips slightly wet from the green tea.

Walking to the bathroom he wet a towell, cold water sprinkling past his palm. Shutting off all of the lights, he dropped the cloth on your forehead. Some droplets running down your hair.

Vinnie laid beside you, admiring your peacefull features. The little bumb on the tip of your noise, lashes touching your cheeks, plump lips, rosy flesh. A full pack for the perfect girlfriend.

His hand traveled lower. Meeting your hot skin of your stomach. His thumb started to rub lazy circles, rest of his fingers running random lines down your sides.

" You feeling better?"

" Still hurts, but yeah," a quiet mumble fell past your mouth, all signs of pain slowly traveling away.

Another painfull cough teared through you, but Vinnie pulled you closer. As long as his girl was safe, he's not gonna let you out of his arms.

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