#vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

[vxntagedior]

Hey can u do one with vin where yn was abused in a previous relationship and when they argue over anything she goes to submissive model like really fast and one time the fight is really big so she tells him that they can have sex if it means he will calm down and it gets super fluffy please?? Thanks?!!

not anymore

summary | a misunderstanding leads to an argument which leads to bad memories of the past

pairing | vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warning | angst, mentions of past abusive relationship, nudity, fluff ending

word count | 1.7k

“Are you sure I can’t go?” Vinnie leaned against the doorway of the bathroom, looking at you as you finished putting on your jewelry, running your hands over any creases on your blouse and pants before turning back to your boyfriend.

“I need to establish myself, I can’t always be Vinnie’s girlfriend or Vinnie and Y/n.” You were serious about attending the event on your own even though you had a plus one ticket for your boyfriend. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“I know.” He kissed your forehead, wrapping his arms around your waist. “If it’s anything, you look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” You kissed him softly, not wanting to smudge your lipstick against his lips, “I need to go, the car is ready downstairs.”

You were right about saying you were going to be back in an instant. The event was a benefit for a pop up that you helped create, an apparel line where the profits would go back to a charity of the customers choice. Though there were similar ones, with it, more than one charity would benefit, no matter how big or small.

Coming back into the house, you were giggling, having a few drinks through the night, stumbling over your heels, gathering the attention of your roommates. 

Vinnie was the first one to greet you, catching you in his arms as you tried to get your heels off.

His nose wrinkled, smelling the stench of cologne off you, one that wasn’t his. Not saying anything on the matter because the two of you were public, he stayed by your side, quietly, not that you noticed him anyways.

Back in the room, you showered quickly, Vinnie laying down on the bed, not looking at his nor the TV, his brain raking questions about what happened tonight.

“How was the benefit?” He asked when you came out of the bathroom, only in a pair of panties, making your way to the closest to grab one of his shirts.

“It was good, I did my speech and Nadia and Andrew bought me drinks.” You smiled, crawling into bed, starting to wrap your arms around Vinnie before he lifted himself up on his elbows to fully look at you.

“Andrew?” He practically spit out his name, even since you and Vinnie met, your ‘friend’ Andrew always had something negative to say about him to you whenever Vinnie was gone.

You and Andrew met during high school, the two of you becoming instant best friends, ‘he’s just protective’ you always said. He was like that with your previous boyfriends, saying how you were too good for them and in the end he was right about them.

“I thought he moved to Miami?” Vinnie asked.

“He did, but he came to support me.” You shrugged not understanding how much a problem it was. “He’s my best friend.”

“Whose in love you.” He muttered under his breath, and if you were any farther you wouldn’t have heard him.

“Vinnie.” You sighed. It wasn’t the first time the two of you went through the topic, since the minute Vinnie met Andrew, he saw how touchy he was with you, and he once witnessed someone asking if the two of you were a couple. “Andrew isn’t in love with me, he told me he had a girlfriend tonight.”

“Okay and?” Vinnie scoffed, rolling his eyes. The two boys never got along, and despite how sweet and caring Vinnie was to you, Andrew somehow always had to come up with some flaw that he wasn’t fit for you. “I don’t want to start anything but babe look at it.”

“Then don’t start anything.” You huffed, turning to lay on your back, “Can we just cuddle and go to bed.”

Vinnie let it pass his head, coming down under the covers with you, wrapping his arms around you, kissing the top of your head, before laying it down in his chest.

The conversation wasn’t talked about again, both of you going back to like nothing happened the other night.

Saturday afternoon, Thomas had invited a bunch of your friends over, having a big dinner party with everyone, having a barbecue in the backyard.

Everyone was scattered around, you and Vinnie sitting at one of the tables, talking with Jack and Jake when you saw someone come through the sliding door.

“Andrew!”

It was a shock to you and Vinnie that he was here, really only being friends with you in the house. 

“What are you doing here?”

“Nadia invited me.” He tilted his head to your friend who was Tabhita. 

You knew it was going to be awkward between him and Vinnie and didn’t want to have another fight with him, so you tried keeping your distance.

Staying with Vinnie for most of the time, you noticed how Andrew tried to get your attention to come alone, and you stayed with Vinnie each time.

Grabbing a drink for you and Vinnie when your burgers were ready, noticing how you were out of root beers, you went back into the house, hopefully finding a few in the pantry.

Rustling through all the drinks, you saw a few lingering, taking them in your arms, starting to walk back outside.

As you turned the corner out of the pantry, you saw Andrew just a few paces in front of you, shocking you, jumping, your eyes wide.

“You scared me.” You laughed. “What are you doing in here, everyone’s outside.”

“I was wondering if we could talk.” He looked serious, you nodded, setting the drinks down, looking down against the island, across from him. “You’ve been avoiding me since I got here.”

“I’ve been with Vinnie.” You shrugged. “Guess I forgot.”

“Sure.” He drew, rolling his eyes. “Did Vinnie tell you to say that?”

“No.” You were starting to become uncomfortable with how aggressive he started to become. 

“You sure, because you seem to listen to everything he says, ‘stay away from Andrew’.” He mocked him.

“Are you okay?”

“No I’m not okay, can’t you see that I’m in love with you.” 

“I love you too Andrew, but - Vinnie!” You were shocked to see your boyfriend walking in on the two of you.

“Wow.” He shook his head and started to laugh. “And to think I thought you really did love me.”

“Wait no.” You exclaimed watching him leave, quickly turning back to Andrew. “You need to leave.”

Not even waiting for him to leave, you stormed up the stairs, holding onto the railing as you swung across the corner, making your way into the bedroom, seeing Vinnie pacing.

“Vinnie-” You whispered.

“Don’t!” He snapped at you, you stuttered backwards, never seeing him so mad at you, though there were arguments never once had he screamed at you the way he just did in that moment. “Do you see it now, is your brain smart enough to see how I was right the whole fucking time.”

“It’s not like that.” You shook your head. “You walked in before I could finish.”

“I don't, I could have stayed, hearing the two of you confess your love for each other.”

“We’re not in love!” You screamed, tears cascading down your cheeks. “I love you, why can’t you see that, everything I do is for you, there is no one else.”

You started to become anxious, your breath rising and falling quickly. The two of you stared at each other, Vinnie was the first to move.

Starting to grab some of his things, you stood in the middle of the room watching starting to leave.

“Where are you going?”

Not even answering you, going into the bathroom. Your mind had been teetering since Andrew spoke to you, finally at its tipping point seeing Vinnie purposely ignoring you.

All the yelling brought you back into the past, remembering how you hid in the corner waiting for the screaming and hitting to stop, then remembering how you sat undressed on the bed, letting your ex-boyfriend do whatever he wanted to do so he would stop yelling.

The familiar cloud started to fill your mind, and you went to the other thing that you could think of that could fix the situation.

Pulling off your shoes, you started to climb onto the bed, starting to pull off your shirt, unclipping your bra.

Just as Vinnie came out of the bathroom, he saw you starting to unzip your shorts, seeing your chest bare to him.

“Y/n?” He looked at you.

Flushed, you looked up in embarrassment, playing your hands in your lap. 

“W-we can have sex so you can calm down.” You spoke softly. “I’ll do whatever you want.”

“No baby, none of that.” He slowly made his way towards you, grabbing your bra, bringing it back to you.

His heart clenched, remembering how you went into detail about your last relationship, telling him about how abusive your boyfriend was, constantly yelling at you, and the only way for you to fix it was having sex with him.

And here he was, bringing back memories that you suppressed long ago.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, tears gathering in your eyes.

“What for baby?” Vinnie asked softly, noticing how hazy your eyes looked.

“For causing the fight, I don’t love him, I only love you.” You sniffled, wiping your nose. “Didn’t mean to make you mad.”

“I should be the one apologizing.” He whispered, brushing the tears off your cheeks. “I should have listened to you, yeah, not really a good boyfriend.”

“You are.” You nodded, your eyes wide. “The best.”

His heart melted, no matter what he did or said, he was the love of your life, nothing could change that.

“You still a little subby.” He noticed, watching you nod slowly. “Remember, sex isn’t always the answer, I will never take my anger out on you, physically or mentally, I’d hate myself for it. I know we have our disputes sometimes but I will always love you, my sweet girl, you got that.”

“Mhmm.” You nodded.

“Words.”

“Yes.” You answered. “Not mad anymore?”

“Not mad anymore.” He confirmed, bringing you into his lap. “Who could stay mad at this face.”

fin.

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[heartsforvin]

maybe you could do a fic abt influencer gf! and vinnie 😖 like maybe she’s filming a yt video and he just walks in and basically hard launch their relationship :00

SECRET’S OUT

loveeee this idea !!! thank you for the request !!!

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

warnings; cussing, use of pet names, teasing, if i missed anything lmk !!

summary; you’re filming a youtube video and vinnie accidentally lets something slip

you and vinnie had been dating for a couple months now, but you kept your relationship private on socials.

no one on your platforms knew you were dating vinnie. being an influencer mostly meant your whole life was online, and you wanted to keep that part of your life to yourself as much as you could.

when you met vinnie you had told him that most of your life was online and that if the two of you started anything serious, you’d like to keep it private.

he was okay with that and very understanding. there had been arguments in the past about it. him saying he just wants to show you off but he can’t because of your profession.

you felt terrible, feeling like your keeping your relationship a secret instead of just for privacy reasons.

the two of you had a long talk, discussing solutions and talking out feelings. you came to a conclusion and you both were happy with it.

today, you were filming a video for your youtube channel. you had gotten everything set up in your room, making sure nothing was out of place before you hit record on your camera.

you explained how you were going to do a q&a, answering some frequently asked questions and other things that you see often in your comment section.

you pull out your phone and start answering the questions, going into detail about them as you do.

while answering another detailed question, you don’t see the incoming text from your boyfriend that tells you he’s made it to your place.

you wrap up with that question and move onto the next, still not seeing the text. before you can get a word out, your bedroom door opens and you see your boyfriend.

you smile, not knowing how to tell him your currently filming, he obviously doesn’t see the camera being held up by the tripod.

vinnie makes his way to you and tackles you, squeezing you tightly and showering you with kisses.

you giggle at the contact of your boyfriends kisses all over your face. vinnie lifts off you and smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“you look so pretty today, baby.” he whispers, kissing you softly.

“i don’t look pretty everyday?” you tease, making vinnie blush.

you hit his chest lightly and laugh. “i’m just kidding, vin. thank you.”

the two of you sit up, still facing each other. you realize that vinnie still hasn’t noticed the camera, which is filming everything.

“well actually, half the time you do look — what, i look like what?” you cut him off, giving him a smile to let him know you’re not actually upset with what he’s about to say.

“like the most prettiest, beautiful, sexiest, girl in the world.” he says sweetly, adding the last compliment just to see your reaction.

he watches you blush and cover your face with your hands. smiling, he removes your hands from your face.

“there you are!” he gushes. “i’m so lucky to be yours, y’know that?” he asks, caressing your cheek softly.

that’s when you tense up and realize the camera was still rolling, and he had said it loud enough to where it definitely picked it up.

all the touches and kisses didn’t register in your head, half the time you’ve been like this, you two were facing away from the camera, only your backs being shown in the frame.

“shit,” you curse as you carefully push vinnie off you. “i totally forgot.”

vinnie furrows his eyebrows in confusion, wondering what you were talking about.

you turn around and gesture to the film equipment right next to you.

“i was filming a q and a, i totally forgot the camera was still going when you came in..” you said.

vinnie caught on, “and i just slipped, didn’t i?” he asks, rubbing his hands over his face.

the camera was off now, but that doesn’t excuse the fact it picked up everything.

“you could always edit it out. i mean, it was like twenty minutes of just us goofin’ around.” vinnie told.

that was true, but then you’d have to refilm the whole video, having answered a question right as he walked into the room.

“i could always… leave it in?” you ask, wanting to make sure vinnie was comfortable with it.

his smile is so wide across his pretty face that you can’t help but smile too. he walks to you, wrapping his arms around you with a kiss to your head.

“if that’s what you wan— no, i’m asking you, v. do you want me to keep it in?”

you were already warming up to the idea of showing vinnie off on socials, you felt the time was coming soon, and you wanted to take that next step.

you knew vinnie had become a bit hesitant, not wanting your fans to get upset or anything like that. he knew how they could get from time to time.

he smiled at your generosity, holding your hands in his and squeezing them lightly. “i’m okay with it, i think we’ve waited long enough.”

you smile and kiss him, excited for this new step. it wasn’t anything huge, but now all of your followers could finally meet the boy that has made you the happiest you’ve ever been for months now.

grabbing the camera, you head straight to your desk and tell vinnie you’re going to edit it a bit before posting it.

once it’s posted, vinnie kisses your cheek and smiles. “i’m glad the secret is out, the secret that wasn’t really one, but you know.”

you laugh and rub your thumb against his cheekbone, kissing him.

“me too, i’m glad everyone finally gets to meet you now.”

hours after the video was posted, comments on all your platforms were going crazy. most of them said how cute you and vinnie are together, but there were a few that had been a bit rude.

you learned not to let them get the best of you. you had an amazing man that treated you right and loved you unconditionally, that’s all you cared about.

two posts in two days i’m on a roll 🤗

i just feel bad for leavin yall hangin for awhile sometimes, but i promise im working on stuff, life is just busy <\3

i hope you all liked this though !!! i loved writing it, it was so cute <333

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[cherriesformatt]

maneater || matt sturniolo

matt x fem!reader

summary: he wish he never met you at all

warnings: slightly smut, broken heart, taking advantages, drinking, drugs, parties, alcohol

word count: 906

a/n: after watching Tara’s collab with Vinnie I finally finished this draft I had sitting here for a while. I don't think so I like it but I will let you judge.

🍒

The music in the house was so loud that I couldn’t hear my own thoughts. Me and my friends ended up in some kind of influencers house party. As we would every weekend for free buzz and drugs.

I knew he is going to be here. He would because he knew I am going to be here. I didn't care that much to find him because he always find me first.

I knew that he liked me. He was sweet, don't get me wrong. But he just wasn't for me and I wasn't looking for anyone at the moment. But the thought that he came to every party just to see me even if he despised attending them. Poor boy. But I just wanted him all for myself every time.

I had some shots with some people I met for the first time. I also did say hello and smoked with Jett and Vinnie. That was their house. I still don't know how Sofie manage to became friends with Vinnie Hacker but I did not care too much. Their parties were really good and people always had good shit here.

The moment my body was moving to the music in the middle of the giant living room I felt his piercing blue eyes on me. Dancing made alcohol kind of evaporate from my body.

"Matthew…" I said when I felt arms around me.

I smiled when smell of his nice cologne came to my senses. His big hands rested on my hips and he gently kissed my neck.

"Do you have anything for me?" I asked turning around to face him. He didn't do drugs. But I did and he knew that sometimes they worked magic for us.

"Open your mouth pretty girl…" He said and I did as he said.

He placed small, pink, round drug on my tongue. I looked him in the eyes while I swallow it and turned around and started dancing close to his body. He looked great. He had black pants and black long sleeve shirt with his rings and chain. He just does something to me when he wears all black.

I was as well wearing black. The mini dress that he sent me this week with flowers and expensive wine. I never asked for any of that but I might have an opinion around town. And who I am going to be to deny all of that.

I wish I liked him the same way he liked me. But I didn't. He was a great guy, he had everything. Money, looks, skills. Oh…his fingers and mouth worked magic. But I just couldn't help that I did not like him more than a friend. I was broken. I felt like I should just end stuff with him. Every time I told my self it is going to be the last time. But I just simply couldn't resist him. His brothers hated my guts. I never actually spoke with them buy I knew. I knew from how they all looked at me.

When we danced I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What's new Matty B?" I asked and smiled.

I felt that the drugs were starting to hit because when I looked at his eyes I released how much I craved him.

"I've been busy but I was looking forward to see you today…" He answered.

I smiled even bigger and took his hand in mine and dragged him away from the crowd.

As soon as we had some privacy I pinned his body to the wall and kissed him. He was a little surprised but he quickly moved us so my back was hitting the wall and he's fingers tightened on my hips. Because of course he needed to be the one in control.

I tangled my hand into his hair pulling him even closer to me. He was a great kisser. He made my heat up just by this simple thing.

"Let's go…" He pulled away from me and he lead me out to his car.

The drive was short. He took me to some house. It was very fancy.

"I rented it for the nigh…" He looked at me and my eyed widened.

"Matt you're the best" I said and jumped out of the car.

"Everything for my girl"

My girl..

We came inside and the house was very modern. The fire place was on and music was playing from the speakers. My favorite music.

Champagne was cooling in ice and right next to it were chocolate covered strawberries and roses. Also my favorites.

He pulled me close to him and kissed me again. I let him do everything he wanted.

I let him fed me the strawberries and drink champagne from my body. I left him go as many times as he wanted to the point that I couldn't speak or walk. I let him run us a bath and lay me in bed next to him. I let him kissed me goodnight because I knew it was also a kiss goodbye. But he didn't know.

Maybe I was a maneater. I did take a lot from that boy. But I wasn't worth him. He was too good to be true and I already broke his heart many times.

When he woke up next morning I wasn't there. And I made sure I would never see those beautiful ocean eyes ever again.

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut

[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.

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“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.”

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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-

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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10:30 AM

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚𝙮

@ 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧

prom anyone? <3

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@ y/n: 👀

@ iamlorengray: oh i’m so ready

4:40 PM

𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙮/𝙣

@ Y/N

@ hypehouse see you soon 👀

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@ 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

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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.

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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.

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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.”

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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.

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i cant help—

falling in love with you

part one

vinnie hacker x fem!reader (lwrcase intended)

TW: angsty chapter

vinnie was distant with you, a lot. you never understood why, but because you had a really big heart, too big for your own body, and you really liked vinnie, so you kept trying.

“vinnie, hi!” you call his name from afar. he quickly turns his head away to exhale and roll his eyes before turning back to your direction as you’re walking towards him. “oh y/n.. what’re you doing here?”

you and hundreds of other people were at a social media event. everyone there ranging from influencers with 10k followers to youtubers with over a million. with you being a content creator with a large platform and hella subscribers, of course you were gonna get an invite. and of course you were gonna show.

“i got invited! i’m only here with a couple of my friends though. who’re you with?” you say with a big smile plastered on your face. “just with jett and jordan, they’re just off somewhere..” he’s been paying more attention to his phone than you. it seems like he wants this conversation to be over. you took the hint and decided it was best to leave him alone. “right right..” you look off to the side awkwardly before speaking up again. “alright well I don’t want to keep you here all day. i have to go catch up with my group. it was nice talking to you though, vinnie.” “mhm. see you.” was all he replied back with as you turned away and left. “tough crowd..” you mutter.

you’re walking around different areas with your friends as you see vinnie again. you want to try to talk to him again but you knew it was no use since he obviously didn’t feel like talking to you. that was until jett noticed you and your group of friends as he called out and they all waved at you. well, all except for vinnie. he just kinda stood there awkwardly frowning like a grump. even when you gave him the most sweetest smile. god, was he made out of fuckin sadness and despair? you quickly turn your head away in embarrassment.

vinnie’s pov

i watched as she looked away in what seemed to be disappointment. i felt horrible knowing that she probably thought she was doing something wrong, when it was me who was trying to get away from her. all because i couldn’t stop thinking about her. there’s absolutely nothing wrong with her. she’s everything anyone could ever want if i’m honest. i’m just too scared to love. how do i even approach her after all this?

end of pov

as vinnie’s mind was racing with thoughts, it didn’t occur to him that his friends were talking to him, asking if they wanted to stay for the after-party. vinnie not being able to find his words, just nodded and on they went.

surprise surprise, you and your friends are staying for the after-party too. you and vinnie’s group decided you all were gonna attend the party together. which meant you’d be around vinnie for like..basically the whole night. his “hatred” for you can’t be that deep, right..?

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poster girl // v.h.

a/n this was supposed to be a double update yesterday but i literally fell asleep the minute i posted it. i was very inspired by 00′s sex comedies for this one, so if you see some american pie influence in there, that’s why. anyways, back to our regularly scheduled program.

p.s. y/h/c = your hair colour

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

Word Count: 837, edited

WARNING: language, mentions of self-gratification (lol), and that’s all.

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Y/n was seated in the dining room of the Hype House, feet kicked up onto the table as she flipped through the newest issue of Vogue, the same one she just so happened to grace the cover of. It came as a shock when the famous fashion magazine decided to make her the poster girl for the month of July, but it wasn’t that surprising. Not only was Y/n an influencer, but she was a rising star in the modelling world. Her Vogue era was bound to happen at any moment.

As she gazed at the various photographs and spreads, all consisting of her in dark and sultry positions, she reached for the box of chocolate turtles on the table right next to her. However, before she could even snag one, there was a knock at the door. "You guys, someone’s at the door!" She shouted, hoping one of her roomies in the next room over would get it.

However, the knocking ensued. She scoffed, tossing her magazine onto the table. "You know what, I’ll get it!" She got out of her comfortable spot and headed to the front door. "Assholes can spend an hour making one tiktok but can’t take a second to answer the damn door." She grumbled.

She opened the door and was greeted by an elderly man holding a large Starbucks drink. "Order for a…Winnie Sacker?"

Y/n snickered, "I think you mean Vinnie Hacker, and yes he is here. I will gladly take that." She took the drink for the man and shut the door, not before bidding him a ‘thank you.’ She then proceeded to make her way up the stairs to deliver Vinnie his drink. On her way to his room, she stole a few sips of the delicious latte. It’s not like he’d care, they were best friends.

As she stepped up to his door, she couldn’t help but notice there was a bit of commotion going on inside. She pressed her ear against the door, Vinnie’s low moans and groans flowing into her ear.

"Oh my god," he wailed. "Oh, that’s it."

Y/n’s brows knitted together, the girl curious as to what was going on inside. Was he in the middle of streaming? He was notorious for making random noises during his streams. Or maybe he was in the middle of a steamy foreplay session with some girl on Facetime. Either way, it couldn’t be that bad.

Without a knock or a shout, Y/n barged into his room. "Hey Vinnie, I got your— OH MY GOD!"

Y/n couldn’t believe her eyes. There, standing just a few feet away from her in front of his window, was Vinnie…butt ass naked, with one hand gripping his one-eyed trout and the other holding a magazine.

"Oh my god, Vinnie, I didn’t know you had it like that!" Y/n teased, shielding her eyes.

"Fucking hell, Y/n, get out!"

"I just," she laughed, trying to catch her breath. "I just came by…to drop off…your drink."

"Okay, cool! Drop it off and leave, please!"

Without removing her hand from her eyes, Y/n roamed around the room until her hand came in contact with the coolness of his computer desk. After placing the drink down, she started making her exit. But before she left, she turned towards Vinnie and split her fingers to get a quick peek, wanting to see how red in the face the boy was. Just as she thought, he was absolutely flushed, his cheeks redder than Satan’s dick.

Though she couldn’t help it as her eyes gravitated to the magazine that was covering his junk. While it was upside down, she was able to comprehend what the image was. She recognized the facial structure of the model, the same Y/h/c that pigmented the hair on top of her head, and the slight glimmer in said model’s eyes. That’s when she figured out that in his hands was the latest issue of Vogue. Well, there’s no doubt he was using that to unclog his drain, but does that mean he was tickling his pickle to…?

She pointed down at the thick booklet, her mouth forming into the shape of an ‘o.’

"Holy shit, you were jerking off to me!" She shrieked.

"Y/n, keep your voice down!"

"I don’t know if I should be embarrassed or weirded out," she said, ignoring his wish. "Eh, regardless, I’m flattered…I think."

Vinnie sighed, "Can we really not do this? I don’t know if you can see, but I’m literally naked and I would rather not deal with this right now when there’s wind blowing through my ass crack."

"I get it, dude. Carry on with, um, your session." Y/n spun around, taking her leave. Just as she stepped foot outside of his room, she once again looked back at her curly-haired friend. "By the way, if you’re trying to see the good stuff, page forty-six has a nice spread of me." She shot him a wink, walking out of his room both a blushing and giggling mess.

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[diorjadore]

Jealous — Vinnie Hacker

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Pairing/s: Vinnie Hacker x fem!reader

Summary: She never broke one promise and she knows when he’s not honest.

Warning/s: Angst, cheating, violence, alcohol consumption, smut, NSFW, language

Word Count: ~7.4k words

Song Suggestion/s:

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You and your husband, Vinnie, have been married for almost 5 years. You met in Los Angeles where you were both teen social media influencers chasing your dreams and you’ve been inseparable ever since. When things needed to get more serious as you both finished college and had successfully built a career, you got married and knew it was time to leave the West Coast to move across the country. Now, he’s a big-shot NFT guy of a company in a high-rise building in New York City. Some might think of this as boring but it’s got you the good life you’ve always dreamt of having. Of course, being a proud woman yourself, you would’ve retained your finance job on your own but Vinnie asked you to stay at home and relax, at least one of you should enjoy the fabulous lifestyle.

Lately, you’ve been feeling distant from him because of stress at work and you can’t help but sort of feel like it’s about you. This dry era of your marriage is inevitable and you just have to push through with it because it’ll all be worth it in the long run. And you both didn’t have a child to take care of and talk about because you both feel like it’s too soon, that you should enjoy the fruits of Vinnie’s labor first, so what’s the rush?

Feeling spontaneous, you decided to surprise your husband at work during lunch with takeout sushi from the new restaurant near your condominium. You dressed up because you liked to show the dreadful people working there how Vinnie lucked out, which is true. They love you and they even keep on teasing him about how they should hire you instead, I mean you are an accomplished trophy wife.

You walked the halls and stopped to greet his two assistants. “Is Vinnie there?” You quickly asked, excited to see your husband. They looked at each other and nodded nervously but you didn’t notice. Lo and behold, you see your husband on his swivel chair with a girl on top of him, his hands hanging to his side as the girl hungrily tried to unbutton his shirt while sitting on top of him, her skirt rode up to her hips. He looked breathless as he just watched, his expression almost of fear.

Vinnie didn’t see you though as you just closed the door and walked to his assistant’s table and dropped the food. “I’m sorry, Miss Y/n. She’s Andrew's new assist-…” Patrice nervously uttered as she stood up. Sometimes they’re more terrified of you than their boss.

“Don’t fucking mention it. Lunch is on me girls! He can fucking starve.” You ominously said as you cut her off, you put on your sunglasses and strutted down the hallway thinking of ways to get revenge. Even in infidelity you knew how to be prim and proper.

After what felt like an eternity, Vinnie finally got the courage to push the girl off his lap. He didn’t want this and he would drop dead before cheating on you and the girl came up to him, not the other way around. “What the fuck, Vinnie!” The girl’s annoying high-pitched voice rang through his ears.

“What do you mean what the fuck? Why did you do that?” He said as he buttoned his shirt up, trying to get a grip on reality. He couldn’t believe what just happened. One minute this new girl was delivering reports then she’s pushing herself onto him.

“I thought you wanted me…” She reasoned out. She was embarrassed at this point, as she should.

“No, I fucking don’t. I have a wife. Get out.” His frustrated tone echoed throughout the room. He stood up and motioned the door behind them.

“So?” Golly, this girl is an idiot.

“So? My god, are you dumb? I wouldn’t want you even if I was single. Say goodbye to your job and good luck finding another one. Get the fuck out, I don’t want to see you ever again.” He said as he forced her out of his private office. Human Resources will hear about this.

As you walked out of his office building, you exhaled a deep breath that you didn’t even know you were holding. Your throat almost hurts from keeping your tears inside, if that even makes sense. You got to your car and sped home to get a nice needed bath. As you got home, you were greeted with silence, like always. You wanted to pour a drink from Vinnie’s bar cart, figured to empty the bottle of his favorite scotch as revenge. But no, you had better plans (and a better bottle to empty). It’s not a taste-of-his-own-medicine kind of revenge but rather show him what he’s missing. So, you got yourself a nice bottle of wine and drank it while you were in the tub. Even the faint sound of water gently splashing around as you move couldn’t cloud the thoughts in your mind.

There are fears you come to develop once you become a wife like what if your husband dies? You had dreams about this, of him suddenly going ill or getting in a crash with his project cars. Or what if he grows to despise his domestic life with you? How could he? He lives in a penthouse with expensive art hung on the wall and you have a private chef plus a banging hot wife that people on the street would bow down to if she ordered them. Happiness is literally at both of your fingertips. And especially what if he starts cheating on you with a younger woman? Oh, the fear of being replaced by someone ‘better’ and more ‘intact’ than you. Amy Dunne from Gone Girl couldn’t have said it better that that’s what all men want: a newer, younger, bouncier, cool-girl until they wear them out, of course, just like their original wives. But not you, oh no, never you, he could never replace you. He could die miserable and trying and he still would never find someone that can come up to you, you’re the whole package. Top of the motherfucking line. There is simply no one that can amount to you and he knows it. And you know him down to his silly bones and impressionable brain. You made him who he is and sometimes you even think that you curated this little paradise that is your life by influencing him with his decisions. There was never a move that you weren’t consulted on and he always runs to you for advice. He really thought he had the liberty of making them on his own. You were and still are your goddamn husband’s Kingmaker.

Vinnie had always been faithful, it’s true. Not once had he ever given you a chance to doubt him even when you were dating. There was only you in his life. You loved that about him, you always felt like the only girl in the world whenever you were together and after all these years he still gives you a wide array of emotions. You never took him for a cheater and even then all he dared to cheat on you with was an assistant. You were offended that you were offended.

And then you start to wonder: had your Vinnie changed? Your husband, the love of your life, the one you walked down the aisle for? What was it that made him cheat on you? Or rather had he simply fallen out of love? So many questions ran through your head and for once you wished you could shut it all off. There was hurt, self-blame, insecurities, shortcomings, and everything. Then again, there’s divorce. The goddamn prenup. You get half of everything he made, what a shame that’s what you’re only entitled to: half, half of his wealth, and half of this fucking empire you swore you built. It would be a nice change to have Vinnie’s assets as your own and some of his properties that you wouldn’t have to share anymore. It’ll all be yours. That’s the least you deserve though because as we’ve stated: you made who Vinnie is today. But no, he can’t just run off to the sunset aka the Hamptons with a skank, he can’t get rid of you like that easily. Plus, all of the other wives would give the poor girl hell when he gets the guts to show her off. Just like Amy again, did he honestly think he could destroy you and end up happier than ever? No fucking way. He doesn’t get to win.

Now you remember your words of forever to each other: “Falling for you wasn’t falling at all — it was walking into a house and knowing that I’m home. I vow to join your laughter with my own and when you can’t look at the bright side, I will sit with you in the dark and let you crawl into my arms and then into my heart…” You remember the vow you made to him on your wedding day. That moment was like a fairytale, more than you could ever imagine. And you remember his: “The moment I knew I wanted to make you say “I do” was when you chased me down the street in the rain. Your warm hug eliminated the dread that Seattle weather seeped into me and I forgot why I was even upset. And since then, every hug and kiss from you made me forget and a part of me wishes I could feel the dread just once more so you can press your body to mine, just like how you did the first time…” You even started to revisit the night in your apartment together in Los Angeles and how he proposed while watching Sex And The City The Movie on the flat screen and how he made the both of you promise, in Beethoven, Big, and Bradshaw fashion: “Ever thine, ever mine, ever ours.”

“I must’ve done something right, huh Y/n?” Vinnie said the night you got engaged, his arm draped across your shoulders as you snuggled into him more. The only light was the flickering of the television.

“You did everything right, Vin.”

You snapped out of your daydream and realized you’ve finished the whole bottle. You lowered yourself under the water and just stayed like that, as if you wanted to drown. You figured it would be a nightmare for your husband when he finds you like this and you just hope he would know the reason why. But no, you’ve got a lot of things to do, you thought, and it all has to be done before he gets home.

You put on your newly bought lingerie and the black version of this robe along with your expensive heels as you admired your body in the mirror. Oh, he’s gonna remember well why he married you and you’re gonna make it known who not to fuck with.

It was early midday and you had ample time to make Vinnie’s favorites for dinner. So with that said, you and Daisy, your helper, made fresh truffle fries, some classic Italian potato gnocchi, and lemon creme brûlée. And as you were finishing up the last dish, filet mignon with bearnaise sauce, Daisy could feel the tension brewing within you. So she kindly asked: “Madame, do you want me to leave you alone?”

“Yeah, I think that would be nice. Thank you, Daisy.”

“You look beautiful today, Madame. Sir Vinnie’s lucky to have you.” She politely said and you just nodded and dismissed her and you were alone with your thoughts again as you finished cooking the steak. Hell yeah, he’s lucky. You went over to Vinnie’s bar cart full of expensive liquor and poured yourself his favorite scotch. You remember how the both of you used to drink it by the glass windows of your penthouse, laughing and talking about his day and whatnot. ‘What happened to us?’ You thought. You both were so happy.

As you stared down at your glass, you had the sudden urge to just throw it against the wall. Then the tears started pouring. Finally, after hours of keeping it all in, you were now angry. You were surprised you kept the rage this long as you reached for the cabinet containing plates and you threw it across the room, its pieces scattered on the floor. You got some of his treasured whiskey and poured it down the drain and then you finally smashed his golf club on the glass coffee table, shattering it, and the painting on the wall wasn’t spared as you ripped it apart. You caught your breath and saw the damage you caused. Everything was a mess. You sat down on the couch and crossed your legs together as you calmed yourself down and waited. You drank from your glass as you felt the tears dry and soon enough, the elevator doors ding, and Vinnie finally came into the picture.

Initial shock at the mess that is your house clouded his mind as he rushed over to you in worry, lifting your arms to see if you were hurt, and not once did you meet his eyes with yours. He sat beside you and faced you as he said: “What happened, Y/n?” What a clueless bastard.

“I went to the office today…” You trailed off, taking a sip once again. You heard him sigh as he held his face in his hands.

He was about to speak but you cut him off. “Who is she?” Then you finally held eye contact. Vinnie’s heart broke at your bloodshot eyes, your cheeks and nose a faint red, and your lips were plumped and pursed together. He could honestly break down as well because not once had he seen you this broken and it’s all because of him.

“She’s no one and I got her fired. She came to me…” Vinnie reasoned out. It’s true but you didn’t know that and even though it made the most sense, you didn’t want to believe it at first.

“How would I know you’re telling the truth?” Your tone was painfully mellow, too mellow for his liking that it was chilling even. Your calmness at the moment is scaring Vinnie and given that he hasn’t seen you like this before, he doesn’t know what could happen next.

“I am, my love. I would never do that to you.” He pleaded, reaching for your hand but you flinched and his heart stung in pain at your reaction. At this moment, he was a cheat. It was so ridiculous how fast everything came crashing down for you as his infidelity stained all of your memories together.

“I don’t know if I can trust you anymore. I can’t even fucking look at you without being disgusted.” You moved away from him. You felt another wave of tears coming but you stopped and sniffled.

“I’ll work on that but please I’m telling the truth, Y/n. I’ll make it up to you.” His warm hand snaked its way to your leg and rubbed it up and down in comfort. All he wants to do is hug and put your body against his but you don’t want to, clearly. And he respects that. He’ll do anything he can to make you his sweet, happy girl again. The one that loves without holding back, the one that loves and accepts him for all that he is, the one that’s been with him through it all. For better or for fucking worse.

You looked at him for the second time and saw how there’s a coat of glimmer on his eyes as if he’s about to cry. “Hell, you need to make it up to me.” You rolled your eyes and took his hand in yours as you got up and dragged him to the dining table.

“You look good today.” You could hear the slight smile in his upbeat tone, glad you were warming up again. You couldn’t see it but his eyes were looking at your body up and down, admiring how beautiful you are even if you’re turned away.

“I know. I did it for me, not for you.” You said as a matter of fact. You served him his favorites and his face lit up but he slightly frowned when he realized something. He was looking down at the plate like he was contemplating and you slightly banged your fist on the table in annoyance.

“Vincent Cole Hacker, I didn’t poison it. Who do you think I am?” You scoffed, offended that your husband didn’t trust you, as if you’re the one not to trust at the moment. You grabbed a fry and took it in your mouth as you made him watch you chew.

“See?” You began. “Daisy helped me cook. Do you honestly think I’d let her cook with me if I were to poison you? I’m not an idiot, babe.” The nickname slipped and he smiled at you, his warm one triggering your own as you just rolled your eyes and smirked as you looked away. Told you, he makes you experience an array of emotions.

“I’m sorry. I love it, it’s delicious.” He intended the first sentence to be for the cheating as well as the poisoning. And you knew it too. You don’t know until when you’re gonna make him work for your forgiveness or if you could even stay mad at him for who knows how long. You just know he has to truly pay for it.

“Love what you did to the place.” He jokingly started, trying to lighten the mood.

“Told you I know interior design.” You retorted back as you took a bite of the food. From your table, you could perfectly see the damage you caused. Nothing was left as is, the table that you so tediously scouted was shattered into tiny pieces, the painting Vinnie got for you was torn in half. The painting you were truly guilty for. You remember the day the workers brought it home and your husband was so proud of his latest surprise purchase. He said it reminded him of you, a specially commissioned James Turrell violet to yellow-ish gradient with faint butterflies floating around. You remembered falling in love with it because of the butterflies, a heartfelt personal touch because Vinnie knows how much you adore them. He said it was one of one, just like you, his favorite girl.

“I’m sorry, my love…” He wanted to apologize some more again but you cut him off.

“Just eat your meal, Vinnie.” You dismissed him and continued to eat the delicious food in front of you both.

“Please let me make it up to you.” He pleaded.

“Yes, my dear, later. Just eat, please. I don’t know if you ate lunch, I was gonna bring you sushi but I saw you…with that girl so I gave it to your assistants instead.” You squeezed his hand. You might be mad at him but you can’t let the poor boy starve.

“That was you?” He chuckled. “I thought Patrice finally got a boyfriend. Well, that’s what Elena told me when I saw them eating it. They gave me a few pieces so I did eat, thanks to you.” He smiled but you looked down and fought the tears that were coming.

The rest of the dinner was quiet, you didn’t know what to say nor do and for the first time, it feels like you were treading around him. Vinnie on the other hand wants nothing but to kiss you, kiss this awful feeling, kiss the tears away, and let you know that he won’t leave you, ever. It breaks his heart how you’re hurting and that he’s the reason why. And as much as you want to break free from him for a moment to collect yourself, you know that he’s the only person in this goddamn world that could make you feel better. Isn’t it so fucked up how we retreat to the person we love the most even if they’re the reason why we’re hurting?

Your POV

I looked into his eyes, I looked deep within trying to find my husband. Trying to find a hint of truth even though we repeatedly told and convinced ourselves it was a mistake. What an unfortunate hour for me, for him, for our marriage. I figured this could be a test from the heavens above, that this could make or break our relationship. I tried to think of reasons for me to make him stay other than my love for him but I came up short. We didn’t have a kid, we only have Hera and I know she’s his to begin with so I have no ownership of her.

“I’ll do it, Y/n,” Vinnie said, offering to do the dishes. I swatted his hand away as I brought the dishes to the sink.

“No, I’ll do it.” I nonchalantly said. I’ll let my remaining frustration out through this, that should be fine right? I could always buy more plates.

“How ‘bout neither of us do it, hmm?” Vinnie questions as he snaked his arm around my stomach as he pulled me to him. I could feel the dips on his stomach and his hard-on through his pants. He pressed his nose to my neck as he smelled his favorite perfume of mine and he gently pressed a kiss to my sweet spot. His hand firmly radiated heat to my stomach, a perfect contrast to the cold marble countertop under my fingers.

“I’ll make it up to you in other ways for sure, Y/n. But I just wanna make love to my stunning wife right now.” He peppered kisses all over my cheek, neck, and nape, as he put my hair to the other side for his convenience, his hands roaming my body, cupping my breasts. “You’re so beautiful, baby, I don’t know why you thought I could cheat on you. I’m yours and you’re mine, right, my love?” He grabbed the sides of my hips and turned me to face him.

“Yes, Vin. Still yours.” I said, my voice shaking in anticipation. He pressed onto the small of my back and his other hand held my chin as he kissed me passionately, my hands snaking their way to his hair. The kiss, although heated, was gentle and soft, inviting me for more. He was telling me through it how much he loves me, that what he did was a mistake, hell he didn’t even do it to begin with. I gasped when Vinnie grabbed my ass which gave him the chance to slip his tongue in my mouth, his cleverness making him smirk and chuckle a little bit as he continued kissing me. I felt him exploring what he could reach with his tongue as if he hadn't done it before. I was breathless but I was aching for more. I bucked my hips to create friction between us but he pressed me deeper to the counter.

“Baby, please.” I pleaded, my eyes closed in pleasure.

“What do you want, my love?” He pulled away and I opened my eyes to find his brown eyes studying my face. The brown eyes that I fell in love with because I always saw my reflection in them, always reminding me I’m beautiful in his eyes. And that made me love myself more which in turn made loving him a little bit easier.

“Take me here, Vin. Against the counter. On it. I don’t care.” I requested as I initiated the kiss this time. He nodded and made it a mission to leave hickeys on my neck and on the curve of my boobs. He lifted me so I was on the counter as I felt him leave wet kisses on each one as he brought his thumb to circle my left nipple through my bra.

“Like this, yeah?” I nodded. The heat brewing within me intensified with each circle and the next thing I know, he removed the fabric and sucked on my tits. He pinched and pulled my nipples to make it taut a few times as I felt Vinnie’s hot tongue twirl on them and I grabbed his hair and pushed him to me more, his free hand that wasn’t on my back was teasing my other nipple rolling them in between his fingers, each stroke aiding in my wetness. He switched his mouth to my other boob and did the same process, giving it attention. I felt him sucking on my nipple, his hard tongue darting each time to meet my perky tit as it made me moan and roll my hips in reaction.

“So good, baby,” I whined out. “You’re awfully good at sucking tits like this, huh?” I tested him and his patience, looking down at him. He looked up at me with those eyes of his as I brushed his hair out of his face. He had those pleading-like eyes that’s my personal favorite and I know he knows I can’t resist them. But his orbs were the complete opposite of what he said, contrasting the warmth of it with his cold statement.

“Easy with your words, Y/n. You might just pay for it.” He detached his mouth and grabbed both of my boobs and squished it, his tongue now flicking left to right on my tit, alternating some time to give attention to the other. I moaned as it tickled me to the point where I had to pull his head away. Vinnie was stubborn as he attached his mouth to them again, sucking harshly. I was a shaking mess and all I could do was whine and feel the wetness from my core drip out of me. I could honestly cry and cum right here if he went on a little longer. He laughed at my actions and gently pushed me down to fully lay on the counter, his whole body keeping my legs separate, my clothed cunt in full view as it was see-through.

“Still my fucking girl, I see, hmm?” He questioned.

“Yes, yes, Vin. Still yours, baby, please.” I whined out. My whole body shivered at the coldness of the surface but it wasn’t long till I felt Vinnie’s hot mouth leaving kisses on my stomach then down to my mound.

“So fucking beautiful, my fucking wife,” Vinnie said as he couldn’t contain his emotions. His left hand was stationed at my leg and the other roamed my body, feeling the softness of my skin and the curves of my body. He kissed my core through my lingerie a few times and he pulled it up to give me some pressure. I heard him growl as he struggled to remove my panties but he was successful, nonetheless. He put my legs up when he discarded them then he spread my legs on each side but I brought my left leg down and used my foot to gently rub him through his pants. I could feel his hard cock on me and I brushed on him a few more times to give him some relief.

He shakily sucked in a breath and rolled his eyes because of my action and brought my leg back up, even distancing them more from each other. I moaned when I felt my lips separating and I saw Vinnie breathing heavily, looking straight at it. My glistening cunt was all vulnerable, all ready for his taking.

“Do you want me here?” Vinnie smirked as he tapped my pussy, the slight touch making me flinch. He roamed his pointer finger everywhere else but my folds as he spread around the wetness that stained my outer lips. I could feel my juices flowing out of me as I clenched on nothing.

“Mhmm…please, Vinnie!”

“You’ve been very naughty, Mrs. Hacker. All of this just because of me?” He made me look around while still roaming his finger. Fuck, if I wasn’t so horny for him I would’ve walked out at this point.

“Yes, my love.” But I remained calm with my reply. I have to be patient to get what I want. And what I want is him, I want him tonight, and I want him to fuck me dumb, to fuck me senseless.

“So pure.” He said, his voice dark and full of lust. Not a second passed and his thumb and pointer finger separated my lips, my folds in full view as he kitten licked me. He started at the bottom and worked his way up to the top, all painfully slow. Vinnie took his sweet time flicking his hard tongue, just like he did to my tits, on my clit until I was screaming out in pleasure. My feet were propped on the counter and one hand pulled at his hair. He closed the distance between his mouth and my core as he fully lapped at my swollen pussy. I could feel his nose brushing my mound and he pulled away to stroke his goddamn nose on my folds, making me almost kick him in the face from pure ecstasy. “Fucking hell, Vinnie!” I shouted.

Sometimes he, or more his tongue, would go slow and just when I was able to catch my breath, he speeds up again. He was prolonging this moment, me withering under him, sprawled on the kitchen counter. “I’m ‘bout to cum, baby.” I breathed out and repeated as he sped up again with his tongue flicking on my bud. I could feel the familiar euphoric feeling as I closed my eyes and came all over his tongue, my back arching off the counter and my nails scratching it, my other hand almost ripped his hair out, and my toes curling. I think I felt a tear or two escape my eyes from how good it was, from how good my husband is to me.

He let me ride out my first high, gently licking me up and down to clean me off my orgasm. All I could do was catch my breath, almost wanting to pass out. He gave me sweet pecks on my swollen cunt and complimented me. “Good job, baby girl. We’re just getting started.” He tapped my thigh as I sat up and he guided me off it, almost tripping myself because I was so weak. I immediately sank, wanting to return the favor, now it’s Vinnie’s turn to be against the counter.

“Let me take care of this, my love.” My finger ghosted around his cock area as I pulled down his pants and boxers. His throbbing cock sprung up, all red and rigid from putting my pleasure first. I toyed with his veins as I traced on them while eyeing the bead of precum begging to be sucked off of his head. I looked up at him with innocent eyes as I licked his head, both my hands resting on his legs. Yes, it was stiff enough to not need my hands for support. It was fucking rock hard.

I swirled my tongue softly around him as I plunged my head down to suck all of him, pulling off with a pop. I focused on the vein under his head and flicked it left and right. I watched how his chest was heaving up and down as he stared at me taking his cock. I sped up and used my hand to pump his thick dick. I tapped his shaft on my lips and sucked down once again. “Oh fuck, Y/n.” Vinnie moaned out as he grabbed my hand to hold. I let him hit the back of my throat and I bobbed my head to give him more pleasure. I sucked harder to the point where my jaw hurt, even swirling my tongue to give attention to the underside of his cock. He was a moaning mess when I felt him twitch in my mouth when he groaned. And soon enough, I felt his hot liquid ooze out as I took every single drop. The sweet but somewhat salty thick cum coated my throat as I gulped it down to make him goddamn proud.

Vinnie pulled me up and kissed me deeply, his tongue feverishly entering mine. He paused the kiss and pulled away, grabbing his boxers to put on and my lingerie as he carried me bridal style up to our room. I giggled when he said: “I’m gonna fuck you like the night we got married, princess.” I held on to him as I felt his back muscles tense while speeding up the stairs.

He dropped me on the bed and I backed up by the headboard as he hovered over me and kissed me on my lips and neck, finding my sweet spot. I moaned and caressed his toned inked arms as I pulled him closer to me. “Make love to me, Vin.” Those words pushed him over the edge as he pulled my legs down so I was lying flat on our mattress. He went back to nibbling on my skin, making sure to leave marks to be discovered the day after.

“I love you, Y/n.” He breathed out on my neck as I felt him push himself inside me.

“I love you, Vinnie,” I said as I gasped when I felt his thickness stretch my walls. No matter the years we're together and the number of times we’ve had sex, he still manages to stretch me out. The pleasure outweighs the pain as I felt myself feeling full because of him, my walls expanding at just the right amount to accommodate his size. Vinnie loved how he fits inside me, just tight to feel every part of me but snug enough to repeatedly thrust into.

“Still so fucking wet and tight for me, my love.” He said. I felt him bottom out, giving himself a second to relish the wonderful feeling until he pulled out but only to slam back in me again. I could feel every vein that adorned his member, all aiding in my, well our, pleasure. His thrusts were sensual, slow, even intentional. His head was brushing my insides and all I could do was just clench around him.

“Vinnie…” I whimpered. My eyes closed to elevate the feeling.

“My fucking girl. Forever.” He grunted out as he slammed every word into me. I know he’s close and that he didn’t wanna prolong it which only means one thing: we’re gonna be here all night. His thrusts sped up as it triggered both of our releases. My second orgasm was coming and it was coming fast. I gripped onto his shoulder and screamed when it ripped through me, my clenching caused his cum to shoot in me for the first time tonight. I already felt full but we’re just getting started.

We’re not as energetic anymore so it kind of took us a minute to regroup ourselves, Vinnie staying inside me the whole time. “I wanna ride you, babe.” I smiled at him and he nodded in agreement. I pecked him and he detached himself from me, my gaping whole clenching to keep our cum in.

I guided him to the middle of our bed as he sat and propped his arm behind him. I got closer to him and I held his dick in my hands, trying to make him hard again and after a few pumps, I felt it stiffen as I lifted myself by grabbing onto his nape. I sank down and felt again how great he feels inside me, his length just long enough to tickle the inside of my stomach. I moaned at the feeling and weakly smiled at the feeling of him brushing inside me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I rolled my hips to meet his. He looked beautiful, his dilated eyes looking up at me, and his mouth open to catch his breath.

“So fucking good, Vin.” I closed my eyes and smiled. I could feel this feeling forever. He helped me by grabbing my ass as he rocked me back and forth. I put one hand on his knee as I sped up my movement, trying to feel that feeling some more before I release again. I moved my hand to connect with the other on his nape as I pulled him closer to me when I bounced up and down. He put his tongue out so he could brush it to my tits every time I bounced down. I could feel Vinnie’s ragged breathing on my chest as he closed his eyes and grunted against me, his hands never leaving my ass as he helped me collide onto him. This is fucking synergy.

“Oh, god. Fuck…keep going, baby.” He groaned while he looked up at me. His deep voice just encouraged me as I sped up my movement. Both of us could feel our releases coming again when we both closed our eyes to intensify the feeling. But can I just say what I did next can go on my not-finest moment's list.

I didn’t know what came over me but I just choked him. Maybe it was because of sitting anger or maybe I just wanted to choke my husband, we’ll never know. “I fucking hate you,” I said, tears pooling in my eyes. His eyes shot open and he grabbed my wrist. To be fair, I didn’t choke him that hard, he was just taken aback. I rolled my hips some more but he grabbed my ass to stop me.

“Nuh-uh, fuck this.” The whole atmosphere of the room changed when he said that as he pulled himself out of me and flipped me over. “Ass up, baby doll.” He said as he slapped my ass hard. I obliged and bent my back so my face was on the pillows. I felt him rub his dick on my folds and before I knew it, he slammed inside me making me go forward. The sound of the bed banging on the wall, skin slapping, and our desperate moans clouded the whole room.

“Right there, Vinnie! Don’t stop.” I whimpered when I felt him touch my cervix, his hand gripping my shoulder as he dicked me down. My moans were mixed with pain and pleasure all from his hard thrusting. My whole body was weak and all I could do was tear up from how good it felt.

“There she is. Atta girl.” He reveled at me finally surrendering to his pounding. I could hear and feel the smirk that adorned his lips as he’s been waiting for me to give in. He thrust even deeper and harder as I felt the repeated brushing of his veiny cock in my swollen pussy.

And in the spur of the moment, I confidently said: “Fuck a baby in me, Vinnie.” I know it won’t make me forget that unfateful hour but I’ve been really wanting a child. Vinnie stilled in me for a minute to process what I just said.

“Really, Y/n?” He sounded like he could almost cry, too clouded by his emotions. “You want my kids in you, baby girl? You want that, huh? I know you do.” He growled into my ear, his whole body and mind going feral. He began with his heavy thrusting again but even harder this time. My legs were so weak that they were shaking. After a few more, I laid flat on the bed, taking Vinnie with me. His cock was perfectly engulfed by my pussy as he continued to fuck me, loving the whole new feeling, this tightness, and pleasure. When I tell you this man has endurance, I’m telling the truth because he slid in and out of me until I felt like cumming again. He always makes it a goal to make me orgasm.

“Yes, Vinnie! I want it, please…let me take all of it.” I cried out, starting to feel the exhilarating feeling. “Don’t stop, right there, baby. Right there…oh fuck. Keep going.” I repeated the same phrases, my whole mind too far gone to process my words.

“You close, baby?” He asked as he increased his pace. I know I won’t be able to function tomorrow when he’s drilling his cock into me like this.

“Uh-huh…Yes, my love.” I mewled, my mouth agape as my only options for relief were cumming and breathing air. Finally, my orgasm ripped right through me again, the whole sensation making me shake and scream. I clenched tightly and I felt Vinnie twitch. And the familiar hot liquid coated my walls as he roughly thrust into me a couple of times so that none of it leaks out.

Vinnie pulled out as I rolled over to lay on my back. I couldn’t talk nor reach for him because all I could possibly do right now is recover from the heavenly release I just felt. I was in a trance, my mind was on its own, feeling its bliss and satisfaction. I’ve never felt this good in my life and if we weren’t too tired then we might’ve given it a go again. My whole body felt numb and warm and I was all fuzzy and I would like to think this is all a dream. I think I’ve entered sub-space?

“Y/n/n,” Vinnie repeated to make me regain my grip on reality, slightly nudging me. I looked over at his worried expression and sweetly smiled. His body limped in relaxation when he saw that I was fine, I’m perfectly fine. More than fine. “Thought I lost you for a minute.” He said as he kissed me on the lips.

“That was amazing.”

“I know, baby.” He cooed as he gave me kisses. The change of demeanor by us both lightened our bedroom.

“I love you, Vinnie. You’re still mine, right?” I asked, my eyes getting glossy from the unfortunate possibility.

He brushed my cheek with his thumb as he kissed my forehead. “I’m still your Vinnie, Y/n/n. I love you so much.” He pulled me in and just stilled his mouth on mine. I felt his hot tears run down both our cheeks as he almost choked from not wanting to cry. “My sweet girl...” I could tell he doesn’t want to lose me either.

“My pretty girl, you did so well, baby. I’m proud of you.”

“Can you clean me up, bubby? I feel sticky.” Vinnie laughed but nodded and went to the bathroom for a damp towel, the coldness relieving me of the heat I experienced.

“About what you said a while ago, did you really mean it? You want to have babies now?” He looked at me with sincere eyes.

“Yes, lovey. As long as it’s with you.”

“You have no choice then because I’m not going anywhere, baby girl.” He climbed up onto me which made me giggle as he pecked my lips and my whole face. I could tell he already loves the idea and that he’ll be a great father to our kids. His excitement fueled my own and if we could fuck again just to make sure then we would.

We just laid there for a while, just us in our little world. For a moment we were 19 again, everything felt new and exciting. That made me realize that we weren’t as far off from our teenage selves at all. Inside, we’re still who we were when we met each other, eccentric and full of life. Nobody’s heart and soul had changed one bit. The passion hasn’t died down and it won’t for a long time. I’m so glad we chose each other because we balance each other’s crazy, we complement one another, and we definitely ride for each other. There’s really no one else I want to be beside me every night and waking moment other than Vinnie. I find comfort in my husband’s embrace, the same one I held onto when I came over and now I smile at the fact that we go home to each other.

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Author’s Note: Happy 2022 - here’s my first official fic for the year! Happy 500 followers hehehehe I just hit it today actually. And Happy Valentine’s Day! This is your date for the night lol. I apologize if this took so long and I don’t know, a part of me wanted to keep it because I fear it’ll flop but hopefully it won’t! It’s too long but I didn’t wanna put it in parts because Part 2’s don’t do well for me. I will cry and put myself in a coma if this flops lol jk also since its so long I put the read more thing. I don’t have anything against assistants in fact I love a good ol boss x assistant fic. This is literally fiction and let’s just say I was channeling what a fucking wife would feel towards her husband cheating. And yeah I still use songs in my fics hmmmmm 🤨 jk enjoy! IS THE READ MORE/CONTINUE READING WORKING?

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warnings: smut*, mentions of panic attacks, anxiety, cigarettes, swearing, slight choking, masturbation, degrading, praising, oral fem receiving, slapping, spitting, breeding.lmk if I forgot anything 

vinnie hacker x fem reader ( both influencers in hype house )

notes for reader : lower case intended, I switch from first to second person regularly to get the full experience for you <3   3.7k words

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the world was spinning, I couldn't feel my arms or my legs; the hot water of the hot tub was the only thing keeping me sane in my current state. my head leant back against the edge to the hot tub, slowly kicking my legs about in the water. since no one was home you decided it would be a fun idea to get into the hot tub naked. no one was around and you were the only person who used the hot tub in the house, so it was fine.

my stupid self decided to make the impulsive decision to move to new york for a couple months to live since it had been a dream of mine for as long as I can remember. and now that I can afford it I thought I might as well go. but that same exciting thing for you, was also so scary, I had been on the borderline of a panic attack for around half an hour until now, only just calming myself down. 

vinnie and I had been having sex without any strings attached for like 4 months, I was aware it’s a long time and, I know that he's starting to catch feelings I can tell, i’m not stupid. but even if I were to stop fucking him, I know it wouldn't last long cause I crave him, I want him inside of me most of the day, and the thoughts from previous nights, cloud my brain when I try to get anything done. he had me on a leash. and he knew it. the worst part of me and vinnie is that, I hated him and he hated me until we had sex for the first time. so everyone thinks we still hate each other, and we kept up the facade, to hide the fact that we’re fucking.

the jets in the hot tub blocked out any other noice from invading my ears, the red lights from beneath the tub lit up the entire hot tub creating what looked like; me in a pool of blood. my phones connected to the speaker playing one of my favourite songs. even though the hot tub was relaxing you still kept thinking about you having to live without vinnie. 

“oh god” i said sitting up trying not to start freaking out. on the edge of the hot tub lay your ash tray with a cigarette sitting in there just waiting to be lit, holding it between my lips, I then reached across to the other side of the tub picking up my dark red lighter vinnie bought me for my birthday just a month prior. I held my hand up to shield from any wind that tried to destroy the flame. it was hot and I held the lighter under my hand feeling it start to sting under my hand. I eventually put the lighter down and inhaled the smoke filling my lungs with a mist of grey, before exhaling watching it disappear into the dark sky. the sound of the sliding door averted my attention, towards the door as vinnie appeared.

he looked so hot with the red lights being cast on him from the hot tub, i moved towards the edge of the hot tub closest to him, the hot tub was kinda far from the door so he couldn't see you were naked from where he was standing. I lay my arms on the edge of the hot tub putting my chin on my arms smiling at him. dipping my cigarette into the hot tub then dropping it outside the hot tub. he started walking closer to me. “no. vinnie dont come closer im not wearing anything” I said making him gulp down the air hitched in his throat just from the thought of your body covered in thousands of hot droplets from the hot tub. he stopped walking putting his hands in his pockets, clenching his jaw trying to stop himself from thinking about fucking you in the hot tub. 

the thought of you begging for him to let you cum, while the heat rises around the two of you, and the water splashes, takes over his mind and he feels himself start to grow hard thinking about it. he takes off his top holding it in his hand staring back at the door making sure no one could see what was about to happen, he smiled at you before approaching the hot tub. “woah” he says admiring you, looking at the mascara sticking to your wet eyelashes slightly running under your eyes, some strands of your hair sticking to your forehead. he thought you were the hottest person he had seen I his entire life in this moment. I smiled at him again giving him the ‘fuck me eyes’ which I have previously learnt gets me fucked like a slut “don’t fucking look at me like that” he warns, clear to me that he isn't going to be able to hold himself together for much longer. he lowers himself into the hot tub, wetting his white Calvin Klein boxers, showing his hard cock through the thin material.

he runs his fingers through his hair pushing his hips forward, before grabbing his sex, adjusting himself in his boxers, my eyes follow his hand raking over his body, up his abs, staring at the spider tattoo on his sternum for a little too long. fuck I love that tattoo, I look back up to his eyes to see him already looking at me before his eyes darting down to my exposed tits, that I know he loves a little too much, I decide I want to tease him a little to I fold my arms over my chest covering some of my boobs, pushing them up, them spilling over the top and the underneath of my arm, causing vinnie to clench his jaw, not being able to see me. I love toying with him, and I know deep down he does as well, its an excuse for him to punish me. he likes it. he just doesn't know he likes it. 

not breaking eye contact I slowly let my hand slide down over my stomach submerging it into the water before reaching my heat, vinnie harshly swallows around his tongue, watching my hands movements. making sure to keep one hand over my boob forcing him to look at my pussy if he wants to look at my sex. I push my legs apart creating a perfect view for vinnie, “don’t do that” he says looking back up to my eyes “why not” I tease, watching as he looks off into the distance unable to watch me do what he want to do so badly “if you wanna fuck me, you’re gonna have to watch me baby boy, or I'll go back inside” I say circling my clit with my middle and ring finger

vinnies gaze is soon brought back to my pussy as the threat of him not getting to fuck me invades his brain. willing to do anything I ask of him just to feel my tight silk walls wrapped around his throbbing cock, so hard its starting to hurt him. 

I inhale a sharp breath as the pleasure from my motions starts to kick In. vinnie watches intently as I swirl my manicured fingers over my clit, in fear I might leave. I moan quietly even though we both know he could do a much better job at this. as soon as the tip of my middle finger goes into me, vinnie can’t watch me do anymore of his job. he grabs my wrist pulling it away then grabbing my ankles pulling me across the hot tub into his lap creating little waves as he does so, his eyes darken as he reaches for my nipple as he twists the hardened bud between his pointer and thumb. before he attaches his lips to my neck kissing it all the way round, finding my sweet spot sucking a hicky into my hot skin, while I throw my head back allowing him more access, after creating hickies in the shape of a love heart on my neck he kisses up to my ear “don’t ever do that shit again, there's only one person on this planet who can do that to you, and you’re abut to be bouncing on his dick” he whispers referring to himself. 

he grabs onto my throat squeezing it slightly but still enough. he looks to my lips before going back to my eyes, and I close the gap between us needing to feel his soft lips, his lips kiss mine once before leaning back “you are so fucking hot” he kisses me between words, me smiling as he does it, he goes in slower this time making out with me now, before reaching down with his free hand to my clit slowly massaging allowing me to let out muffled moans into his mouth which are immediately accepted by him, giving him a chance to push his tongue into my mouth swirling it around my own, kissing me still. as he pulls his hand from my clit he pulls back from the kiss biting my lip between his teeth letting it go making a small pop as it pops back into place, I move my hand under the water pulling on his waistline, I sit up on my knees, my boobs slightly in his face, allowing him to pull off his boxers causing his hard dick to spring up, “can i?” he asks me earning a nod of approval from me, he kisses the tops of each of my tits that are in his face making me smile before him grabbing my hips forcing me down onto his dick.

I try to pull myself off him from the sudden impact but he grabs onto my hips, pulling me down onto him making me moan, “im gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able take me anymore” he says pulling me down onto him making each bounce, pulling my back onto his cock stronger than the last. “oh fuck” I moan in a high pitched moan, throwing my head back letting him kiss and down my collar bone, making another love bite along the way. he loosens his grasp on my hips allowing me to find a rhythm on my own “come on baby fuck yourself on my cock” he says going back to kissing my jawline now.

the new rhythm creates waves in the hot tub almost spilling out over top of it he groans in my ear wrapping his arms around the back of me finding my ass grabbing onto it, taking control again as he slaps my ass causing me to whimper slightly at the action, water restricting his hand although it doesn’t stop him “you like that huh?” “mhmm” I moan biting my lip to suppress any loud moans wanting to escape my lips

“let me hear your pretty moans, don’t hold back, no one can hear you, only us” he reassures me, I let go on the hold I have on my bottom lip allowing myself to moan freely “that's it” he says like he's talking to a puppy “good girl, you like it when I fuck you like the slut only I know you are? huh?” the pleasure fogs my mind, it being to intense to answer his questions, i manage to hum in response, “use your words my love” he says meeting my bounces with a thrust each time i came down onto him. “yes. yes, oh god yes” I quickly mutter the last word higher than the rest his thrusts send me into a dreamy state, as I reach up to my wet hair holding it up into a pony tail trying to stop it from swaying infront of my face

even though you were trying to make it more comfortable for yourself, vinnie looked up from where he was staring at you two connected, now staring at your face, looking so effortlessly hot. with the new sight infront of him he felt himself getting close to cumming, “your dick’s so big, I love it” you moan causing vinnie to feel tingly at his tip, immediately pulling out of you to avoid cumming. 

my eyes fly open at the empty space inside you once filled so well by vinnie. he picks me up placing me onto the side on the hot tub by on the wood platforms around the tub, as it is in the floor. he grabs my legs putting them over his shoulders as he kisses the insides of my thighs inching his way closer to my heat, he stares straight at my pussy mumbling “such a pretty pussy” before attaching his lips to my clit sucking on it, one of my hands immediately fly down to his hair pulling at the roots as I hold myself up with my other elbow. I rut my hips slightly into his face, making him groan against my clit sending vibrations throughout the entirety of my body, vinnie, licks a stripe up mu pussy collecting my wetness on the flat of his tongue, pressing his tongue into my entrance making me moan loudly subconsciously shutting my thighs around his head

he pushes my legs back open by grabbing my thighs pulling my entire body closer to him, his nose nudges my sensitive clit, sending me back slightly feeling my orgasm creeping him extremely fast, he grabs me harder, sending his middle finger into my pussy watching my messy state as a kind of affect he had on me “come on baby, cum for me, you know you want to give it to me, on my fingers, you’re gonna do that for me huh” he says pressing his lips onto my pussy working my clit again allowing the knot in my stomach to break, triggering my orgasm, “oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” i squeak “oh my god vinnie im cumming” I cough out cumming on his tongue 

he allows me to ride out my orgasm still licking and sucking at my pussy, the overstimulation kicks in not to much longer later, and I grab his hair once more, letting him know im overstimulated, he pulls back allowing me to breath, dropping my head back onto the wood before feeling him slide into me, making my head come off the cold floor to watch him fuck me he groans and moans, grabbing onto my neck wanting to hear my muffled moans from his hand on my throat, “you’re so tight pretty girl” he praises, moaning, once hearing my choked out moans from his tight grasp blocking my airway slightly. with his other hand, he reaches down to my stomach noticing a bulge appear in my stomach every time he pushes his fuck into me, he presses down my lower tummy feeling himself move in and out of me, his rings cold again my stomach catches my atention watching him smile to himself as he creates more pressure, he notices me admiring him, grabbing onto my hand placing it where his was just a second ago, holding his hand on top of mine pushing down, so both of our hand are creating more friction, “feel that?” “yeah, yeah I do, oh im gonna cum again vinnie” I tell him making him thrust into my pussy harder and faster than before allowing me to cum quicker.

I reach out for his hand, interwining our fingers on both hands, he pins my hands above my head, making my legs wrap around his waist. my eyes close, and I feel one of his hands leave mine but feel it again when he slaps me across my face “if you want to cum you have to look at me” he says sternly, watching me moan at his everchaning pace 

he can't help but groan that every change in pace is gladly accepted by you, every motion, every thrust, every pace, rhythm, slap, moan, groan, grunt, word, is perfect for you, that you love every part of what he gives you, making him feel so happy with himself that he can please you both so well. 

my mouth drops open and vinnie takes the opportunity to spit into my mouth, pushing my jaw closed “swallow it” he says lowly, feeling his own high creep up. “vinnie, fuck. you’re going to fast slow down” you say reaching out for his abs pushing on them lightly, not feeling pleasure “take it, I know you can” he kisses your lips, drilling into your g-spot, and sure enough, you trusting vinnie payed off, because your high began to come into sight  “vinnie im gonna cum” “beg. beg for it” “please, vinnie please let me cum” I moan feeling myself ready to let go “who makes you feel this good” he asks kissing your cheek “you, vinnie” he kisses your nose “who else?” he asks slowing down “no one, only you vinnie” “good girl, who's are you” although the question strikes confusion in me, I answer, willing to do anything to feel myself cum around his throbbing cock “you vinnie, im all yours” and with that he smiles, picking up his pace “cum, you earned it” as soon as the words left his mouth i inhaled sharply clenching around his cock cumming around it, making it tighter for vinnie to chase his own high too 

I reach out for vinnie as he watches my request leaning down to my level, letting my arms wrap around his neck, him dropping his head into the crook of my neck, still thrusting, wanting to cum himself. he groans into my ear and I begin to feel overstimulated once more, but sucking it up, wanting to vine to cum too, to make him feel as good as I do, I scratch at his back, making my grunt into my ear kissing my ear as he feels himself about to cum 

vinnie grab my thighs underneath my knees pushing my legs further open for him to freely fuck into me, still having his head on my shoulder kissing it 

I decide to give some encouraging words from my position underneath him “come on vinnie, cum for me, cum inside me, you feel so good, please. do it..... for me” I ask, my words making vinnie fall over the edge cumming inside me, him moaning as he does so, painting my walls white with his seed, he continues to fuck his cum into me, then pulling out watching it spill out of my pussy, collecting some on his middle finger, pushing it into my mouth making me taste both of us on my tongue, I moan around his finger at the taste, he smiles lovingly at me, leaning down to kiss me then my forehead, he grabs my waist pulling us back into the hot tub, having a tight grip on my onto of his lap.

even though it’s a hot tub, there seems to be more steam that before. 

“you did so good” he smiles kissing me, I smile at him before saying “you too” he chuckles at me, he stands up, as I wrap my legs around his torso, him holding me by my butt delivering a quick smack, making me gasp and him laugh “dont get hard again pretty boy, im not gonna have sex again tonight” “I tired you out?” he asks knowing the answer 

I nod my head leaning it against his shoulder “here” he says passing my my panties from the side of the hot tub, I had taken off before I got in, I sigh letting go of him dropping off of him onto the ground. I grab the panties pulling them up my legs. I look towards the sliding door to see the lights home, the others must have gotten home. “oh no vinnie” I say making him look towards the people inside 

“its ok they will just think we were in the tub” “vinnie?” I ask “yeah?” “um I only came out in my panties and bra” I say, “Jesus Christ” he says passing me his shirt, even though its too long for me you can still see half of my ass, and vinnie doesn't like that “ he puts on his pants grabbing me bridal style, I gasp at his action “pull it down” referring to the top, I pull it down to cover my front part 

“but vinnie they’ll know” I say scared. he kisses my forehead, walking towards the door ignoring my complaints. “how, ill just say you fell over and hurt your ankle and called me since you thought I was the only one in” “mhmm mhmm, and the hickies.. vinnie” I ask pointing out his stupid plan, “ok wait here” he says putting me down on a bean bag outside

about 2 minutes later vinnie re-appears from the sliding door with, a shirt now on his body and some sweat pants for me to put on “here” he puts them on my pulling me up by my arms, “vinnie?” I ask “yeah?” “I really need to tell you something” I say pulling another beanbag closer to me for him to sit in, he sits down pulling my feet up onto his lap rubbing them waiting for me to start talking, I take a deep breath playing with my my fingers “immovingtonewyorkandiwaswonderingifyouwantedtocomelivewithme?” 

I quickly say making it impossible to pick up. “what?” I take a deep breath looking at him in his eyes “im moving to New York and I was wondering if you wanted to come and live with me?” he looks confused, “you’re moving to New York?” I nod, him not responding for a couple second makes me nervous and I back out “nevermind it was stupid” I try to walk away, but my legs are too shaky making me stuck in one spot as I slowly shuffle away from him worried I might have fucked it up “wait wait. he said grabbing my waist turning me around to face him “you want to live together in New York?” he smiles “yeah but we aren't together. dont know what I was thinking” I say trying to pull away from him, but can't “ill move with you to New York pretty girl” he says tucking a piece of hair behind my ear “really?” I blush “mhmm” he mumble leaning down pressing a kiss onto my lips 

“oh lord” thomas shouts holding a camera in our direction while the rest of the house watches in amazement

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Hi! I was wondering if it would be possible to do a Vinnie request where Vinnie meets the readers parents for the first time. Maybe the parents are judgmental (but not mean) at first and reluctant to approve of Vinnie because they see all his tattoos and stuff. Then they see how well he treats the reader and change their opinion? If you can do it I completely understand! Thanks!

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summary | your parents are skeptical about vinnie when they first meet him

pairing | vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warning | fluff, angst, hard exterior parents who just want the best for their child

word count | 1.1k

Vinnie never really believed in never judging a book by its cover in correlation to people, until he met your parents.

To most people they seemed like super strict parents, having your location, knowing who they were going out with, a set curfew but to you, it was a sense of protectiveness. There was never anything bad with your relationship with them, they supported you during school, even helped you move to LA when you decided that your desired career wasn’t something you were interested in, it was being an influencer. 

Yes there were the comments about how it would support you through the rest of your life but they were happy that you found something you loved.

The thought of dating was a sour subject between you and your parents, they were both very traditional. Go to school, graduate, find a good job, start dating, eventually get married and settle down and have children.

Your mother always said don’t go out of order, and for the most part you were on track. And now freshly 20, you were scared to bring your boyfriend home.

Your parents knew about you dating, you spoke about Vinnie a few times whenever you caught up with them, they knew the two of you were together for about 9 months but they still hadn’t met him yet. 

Your dad’s birthday was soon approaching and your mother wanted you to come and surprise him and bring Vinnie along so they could meet him. Your initial reaction was shocked, you didn’t expect your parents to be the ones to ask for Vinnie to come, assuming you were going to be on the one to hopefully bring him home during the next holiday.

Both of you were in shock, Vinnie was scared about your parents reaction to him, everyone knew Vinnie was a sweet guy but your initial thought of him from the exterior and his resting bitch face (the one that he doesn’t have but you always says he does). 

“What do I wear?” He asked you, coming out of the closet. “Is the party going to be inside, or outdoors, should it be more laid back or business casual?”

“Baby.” You said. “It doesn’t matter, I don’t need you to be someone else, just be yourself. 

“That doesn’t make it any better!” He exclaimed. You laughed, seeing how he started acting like a teenage girl. 

As the days started to approach sooner and sooner, and a good talk from his mom, Vinnie started to calm down more, not feeling as panicked as a few days ago. 

The day of flight, driving to the airport, you and Vinnie said in the back of Thomas’s car, Vinnie’s grip on your hand tighter than usual. It had been the first time he was going to meet parents that weren’t any of his friends and he was scared shitless. 

“They’re going to love you.” You whispered once more, landing in your hometown, making your way out of the plane and coming down to pick up the luggage.

The airport was fairly empty in the early morning, seeing your parents quickly near the baggage claim waiting for the two of you.

Vinnie made his way to pick up the bags, giving himself one more pep talk before walking towards you and your parents.

You noticed first before your parents did, dislodging yourself from your dad’s arms to grab your bag.

“Mom, dad, this is Vinnie, my boyfriend.” It was a simple introduction, you smiling sweetly. Vinnie made his way to shake their hands, both of them introducing themselves and he could already tell they truly didn’t like him that much. 

The ride home was awkward, your parents in front of the car practically interrogating Vinnie.

“So what is it you do?” Your father asked.

“I’m a content creator, I post these short video clips and play video games online.” He tried to answer in the simplest way possible to your parents without confusing them.

“Do you attend any college?” Your mom asked. Education was always important to her saying it was a key factor in your life.

“No, I knew that college wasn’t something for me.” The way your mother just hummed made you wince knowing that was a few points off for Vinnie. 

No one spoke on the way to your childhood room, grabbing your bags and bringing Vinnie up to your room before your parents could say anything else.

Your mother started dinner when the two of you came downstairs, both of you offering her help, which she kindly denied, offering Vinnie to go into the living room with your dad.

“Say it.” You sighed once Vinnie was out of the room.

“Say what?” She retorted, standing over the stove, mixing together the sauce for the pasta.

“Don’t be a coy mom.” You just wanted her to get over her grudge and tell you what she really thought about Vinnie.

“The tattoos Y/n.” She finally confessed. “You’re both 19.” 

“I have tattoos mom.” You furrowed your brows.

“In a place that isn’t noticeable, I don’t think your boss is looking at your bare back.” She said, “What is his future boss gonna think when he walks into an interview with a sleeve full of tattoos.”

“It’s not 1980 anymore.” You giggled. “I know sometimes it’s a shock but Vinnie is sweet, and he treats me well, isn’t that what you always wanted?”

Your mom sighed, knowing you were right, that she wanted a man with a good heart to be with you. “I’m sorry that I was hard on him.”

“It’s okay.” You kissed her cheek. “I love you momma.”

“Love you too sweetie, can you go get the boys.”

The sound of the tv blared, you turned the corner seeing your boyfriend and your dad cheering over the baseball game.

“Hey.” You smiled, happy to see that the two of them were bonding. “Dinner is ready.”

“Thanks sweetheart.” Your dad said. “You know Vinnie knows his way around a baseball game, never told me that.”

“Didn’t know it was a necessity.” You laughed.

Your dad was the first to leave the living room, leaving you and Vinnie.

“Everything good?” You questioned, sitting on the edge of the couch.

“Yeah.” He smiled. “Totally doesn’t hate me so I just gotta charm your mom.”

“I already got that covered.” You said. “They’re just-”

“Protective.” He finished for you. “I’d do the same if our daughter brought someone home like me.”

“Our daughter?” You murmured.

“‘Course baby, you and me forever, I got your parents to like me, I’m not going anyway.” He smiled, pulling you off the couch going into the dining room.

fin.

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vin and a sydney sweeney face claim? :)

maybe he starts posting her more and eventually he’s like surprise! posting thirst traps really does work 😭

deuxmoi influencer y/n l/n was seen leaving brunch in downtown LA with a few hype house members

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y/nfan1 is she joining the hype house? thomas said there were going to be some new people

y/nhearts she looks amazing, the fit🤩

vinniefan1 there were speculation she and vinnie went on a date a few weeks ago

vinnieslover @vinniefan1 they would be so cute together, and he has the biggest crush on her

deuxmoi confirmed, y/n l/n and vinnie hacker leaving from a lunch date after y/n has joined the hype house, rumors have confirmed that the two were close the entire day

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y/nnupdates it’s official (shipname)

y/npeaches i love how influencers and celebrities can barely live their life without becoming followed around

vinniepeaches i don’t how to feel about this

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vinniehacker all those thrist traps paid off

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yourinstagram mwah💋

iheartvinnie he’s off the market ladies

y/nfan2 @iheartvinnie did you really think he was going to get with you

y/nandvinnie i don’t know if i want to be vinnie or y/n

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hellooo can you do a vinnie x reader social media au w/ face claim of halle bailey? and they’re both on vacation together & all lovey dovey?

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yourinstagram beach girl

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vinniehacker 😍

vinnieupdates a fan snapped this photo of vinnie and y/n together at the beach, and he started carrying her because he didn’t want her feet to get dusty after she got out of the water

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vinniefan1 vinnie just goes over and beyond

y/nlover her smile :)

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yourinstagram if this is the view i’ll be at the beach all the time

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vinniehacker great view

vinnieslover you are living the y/n life

yourbff i mean the person in the back looked pretty good

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hey! i wanted to request a face claim for vinnie hacker, with spencer barbosa. idk if you're familiar with her but she's a tiktoker and my friends all tell me i look like her so I thought you'd do something like a private but not secret relationship or how people found through vin's tiktok acc ab her? idk something like that. love your work!! keep it up!! 💗

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yourinstagram remember, it’s not about what other people think, it’s about what you think

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y/nnupdates you look so good!

vinniefan1 vinnie liked this?

y/nhater i bet she doesn’t have a thigh gap

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vinniehacker self care

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vinniehearts the hand placement!!!!

yourinstagram 💗

y/nandvinnie y/n and vinnie have to be together

y/nfan1 did anyone see this part in vinnie’s tik tok?

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vinniefan1 i rewatched it over and over

y/nslover screaming in my pillow

vinniefan2 they are so cute together

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vinnie and you are friends and have feelings for each other but he doesn’t know how to express them

"you've been avoiding me lately." you really didn't mean to corner him in the kitchen but you hadn't seen him in a few days from him being locked away in his room. "did i do something wrong?"

vinnie felt bad, in his midst of trying to figure out his own feelings, he started to push you away on accident.

"no- i just." all the practicing he done to explain to you had been completely thrown out the window.

"i like you and i didn't know how to tell you so i ignored you." the sentence rushed out of his mouth barely giving you any time to process what he said.

his eyes were wide waiting for your reaction, his shoulders became tense. seeing how you didn't say anything just staring at him, he start to deflate.

but before he could walk away, you pulled against his hand, turning back to you, pressing up on your toes, pecking his lips.

"if it isn't obvious, i like you too."

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vin and @rayan.xasan fc for a social media au ?

already in a relationship and, at a fair or amusement park? something cute! <33

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yourinstagram do you know what day it is?

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vinniehacker it’s fair day!!!!

vinniefan1 they are so cute

yourbff i can smell the funnel cake

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vinniehacker we are that couple in line

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yourbff i hate ppl like that but you guys make it look cute

vinnieupdates the shoes!!!

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yourbff y/n would like everyone to know that vinnie won her a stuffed animal

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vinnefan1 your whole acc is basically a fan page for them

yourbff @vinniefan1 i know i hate it

yourinstagram love you!!!

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Vinnie x black!reader- he tries to do your hair for the first time??

you couldn’t keep a straight face while looking at yourself in the mirror.

wincing when vinnie brought a brush to your dry hair.

“am i doing it wrong?” he looked back at you. vinnie was a total sweetheart and seeing hour reaction got him worried.

“tell me.” he whined.

“my hair needs to be wet first before you can brush it. there’s some water in that spray.”

“okay.”

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