#vinny mauro drabble

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‧₊˚✧ [ PAIRING ─ vinny mauro x fem!reader ] ✧˚₊‧

‎‧₊˚✧ [ CONTENTS ─ 18+, MINORS DNI. fluff. just fluff. ] ✧˚₊‧

‎‧₊˚✧ [ WORD COUNT ─ 154 ] ✧˚₊‧

‎‧₊˚✧ [ DISCLAIMER/CREDITS ─ images found on pinterest. glitter gif found on pinterest and cropped by me. ] ✧˚₊‧

MAIN MASTERLIST // VINNY MAURO MASTERLIST

there’s not much else to do besides watch whatever program is on the tv while seeming interesting enough. you don’t even bother looking up when you hear vinny’s footsteps until he crawls between your legs and lays down on top of you with his head on your chest.

“bored?” you ask as you gently play with the ends of his hair.

he hums and nods, watching the screen while you just lay there with his body weighing yours down. he can hear your heartbeat as he mindlessly slips his hands under your shirt, resting on your rib cage right underneath your chest. you don’t say anything, loving it when he gets all touchy feely without even realizing it. it doesn’t take long for him to fall asleep like that with your fingers still resting on his head as if you’re holding him there. you shortly fall asleep after him, not wanting to get up.

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[dodgersnotebook]

Jester is sending tap + brush + flower, Vinny x reader!

This is my first time writing Vinny but anything for the bestie!! 3 Words + a Character/Pairing for a blurb!

You love when Vinny's home from tour, but when he texts you asking you to meet him in the park near your apartment for a surprise, you can't help but feel a little nervous. A surprise from Vinny could be almost anything, so it was best to be prepared.

The tap to your shoulder nearly had you jumping out of your skin and you spun around to see Vinny standing behind you, shit-eating grin on his face.

"Vinny! You scared the hell out of me!"

He laughed, holding his hands up in front of him as you gave him a light shove. "Sorry! I didn't realize you were so lost in thought."

It's impossible to stay mad at Vinny, especially when he's looking at you like you hung the sun in the sky. You duck your head, your hair falling in your face a little before you glance up at Vinny again.

"You said you had a surprise right?"

Vinny grinned, reaching a hand to brush your bangs out of your face. Your cheeks flushed and he rocked forward on his toes, leaning a little closer to you.

"Yup. Gimmie a second though. FaceTime doesn't compare to the real thing at all."

You can feel the blush creeping its way along your neck and cheeks and you reach out and give Vinny another light shove. "Take a picture. It'll last longer."

"Wouldn't compare."

"Vinny."

He takes one more moment to stare at you before reaching into his back pocket to pull out a flower. It was a little squashed, considering he'd had it in there on the car ride over from Ricky's place, but it was a rose.

You gasped softly and Vinny's cheeks flushed slightly as you took the flower. "Vinny this is perfect."

"Yeah? You don't mind that it's...a little flat?"

You shake your head, leaning forward to kiss him lightly. "I love it Vin. Thank you."

"Update: I'm a romance master."

You snort as you take his hand and pull him deeper into the park. "Hell yeah you are. The romance master."

[valiantroeagleangel]

Doomed from the start.

Vinny Mauro.

Semi-public masturbation, mention of weed and that's all chat. Simple but effective.

I know I said I was going to rewrite the old works and publish the awaiting ones but I'm a freak and wrote this after seeing the joint video of the Amsterdam show. It's short but go on and blame me. 😔

Mama's tag list: @circle-with-me @somewhere-diamond @witchyweeb34 @smokeynaomi @darkhallcorner @loeytuan98 @sthnog @arkiliastuff @philomenie

I'm probably missing a lot of people and I'm sorry I don't remember the old one, don't hesitate to manifest yourself and tell me if you want to be a part of this!

The joint fell off his lips, his mouth wide open. He tried to wipe his sweaty forehead in a fluid movement but it was a useless attempt. As soon as he raised his arm a moan escaped his lips, forcing him to grip the edge of the desk in front of him to keep things quiet.

Weed always made Vinny horny. It was something like cookies and milk or fish and water. That's why he tried not to smoke too much in public or with friends. Quite an inappropriate situation to have a boner with your friends. But that night, when Chris handed him a joint that a fan had passed up to the stage in Amsterdam, he found himself unable to decline politely amid the performance. And so, he smoked. It wasn't much; there were just a few staffers to furnish the show. But apparently, the lack of intimacy he suffered from these last months was enough to make him all riled up. Which was weird. Vinny swore he was stronger than that. Unless he was not.

He grabbed the edge of the desk once again, the grip powerful enough to make his joints whiten. He tried his best not to get too excited, to keep his moans low and controlled, but it was doomed from the start. So, instead of fighting it, he just accepted his fate, a recluse in this sham of an office he made for himself in the staffroom.

Anyone could come in at any moment but it didn't matter for him. At this moment all he could think about was the tingling feeling in his stomach and the rising heat in his chest. The noises on the other side of the room were long forgotten. Vinny wanted release, he wanted to feel himself come in his hand if he couldn't do it in yours. All he could think about was reaching, over and over again. The loneliness of the past few weeks came over him, ready to drown him in arousal. He wanted heat, he wanted touch, he wanted intimacy. His head dizzy from the drugs, he took another breath on his joint, letting the smoke burn his lungs more than his desire already was.

The more he stroked himself the more his moans became intense, to the point where he could hear himself loud and clear. And probably everyone outside the room could hear him loud and clear. It was shameful, dirty and freaky, but oh god, he fucking loved it. He wanted to come and he wanted everybody to know that he had come. He was feeling so hot, so desirable in this very moment, a moaning mess full of hot breaths and tears.

It was so hard for him to think, the sweet feeling that had been forbidden for weeks clouding his mind, the racket outside and the probability of one of his bandmates rushing it not mattering for the instant. When every thought he had was driving him back to his release, accentuating his desire. It was worse than a vicious cycle; it was a never-ending porn nightmare, battling against his fears for a well-earned joy.

And so his hand fastened on his member, the grip he had on the desk ready to break it in half if it had the misery of being too weak under his strength.

Vinny tried to focus on something, something else, something more appealing and conventional than Ryan walking in and surprising him with his cock in his hand. Something sweet, something soft, something like your backside.

Yeah, your backside.

Your backside in that short black dress you own. Your backside slightly pushed towards him when you bend over. Your bare backside when you get your panties off. Panties that you could throw to his face. Panties that he would love to masturbate in. Panties that he would love to come in.

If only he had a chance.

Yet, your tasteful body haunted his mind most delightfully. Like a stagnant illusion that he would never let go of. It was raw, primal, brutal. He wasn't looking to make the pleasure last, wasn't looking for the best jack-off of his life. He wanted an orgasm and he wanted it now. He wanted to come, rushed in his hand. He wanted to calm his spirits.

His hand slowed progressively, his thumb softly caressing his tip as he bit his lower lip. His red cheeks and his inconsistent breathing providing indices of what just had happened.

He didn't even try to take his shirt off or look for some tissue for the aftermath. He was a mess, his thoughts disorganised and his hand frantic and erratic. No scenario, no porno, not a coherent thought. Nothing. Just him, his hands and his hot cum filling his palm in a room full of burning laments. A desperate cry escaped his lips as he bucked his hips between his fingers, chasing the sizzling sensation of which he was deprived for so long.

[writingismyhappytime]

You Make Me So Mad

Vinny Mauro x reader

Warnings: language, smut

A/N: I hate myself because I’m terrible at drabbles.

“You make me so mad!” You hiss, feeling Vinny’s fingers wrap around your wrists as he shoves you back into the wall, his body pressing against yours as his lips land on your neck. “You’re so arrogant!”

“You’re incredibly irritating,” he responds, his knee slipping between yours. He nips at your throat, and you huff, finally wrenching your hands out of his and shoving at his shoulders, sending him back a few steps. You don’t miss the narrowing of his dark eyes, or the slight flicker of confusion in them; you never push him away.

“I’m so mad at you!” You spit at him before your fingers curl into the front of his t shirt, dragging him back into a rough kiss. Your tongue takes control, dominating the kiss as his hands slip to your waist and finally your ass, squeezing roughly and pulling your hips flat against his.

He moans as you tug at his bottom lip with your teeth, your fingers burying in his dark hair. His hands are already slipping up beneath your shirt, and he rips it off of you as you pull away for air. Your eyes close as his lips return to your neck, placing little nips here and there in all the right places.

You groan as you feel him move your bra straps from your shoulders, and finally it disappearing all together. His hands roam to cup your breasts, flicking your stiffening nipples. Your back presses once more against the wall as he begins to kiss lower, reaching the swell of your breasts before taking one between his talented lips. 

“Don’t think I’m not still pissed,” you groan, letting your head fall back against the wall. You feel him snort, a rush of air against your bare chest before he straightens, his dark eyes catching yours as he presses his hands on either side of your head.

“You never stay angry at me,” he murmurs softly, his eyes drawing down your naked chest, causing goosebumps to rise along your flesh. He leans forward to kiss you as one hand trails down your shoulder, between your breasts and lightly against your stomach. You hold your breath as they tease the button on your jeans, tracing the hem back and forth.

You feel your button open, and then your jeans are slipping down your body, pooling at your feet as you hastily step out of them. Your fingers curl once more into his hair, nails raking against his scalp. He groans immediately, his fingers flexing against your hips at the action — you know how much he loves it.

You kiss him deeply, pressing your body eagerly into his; the wall is rough against your back, but you hardly notice as his fingers slink their way into your pink panties, eliciting a whine out of you immediately as his fingers rub against your clit. Your nails dig into his shoulders, hips pressing into his hand eagerly.

“Mmm, someone is already so wet,” Vinny breathes against your lips, a smirk on his own as he feathers kisses across your jaw. “So angry and yet so needy, (Y/N).”

“Fuck you, Vinny,” you groan, his finger teasing your wet folds. His thumb keeps circling your clit, causing warm tendrils to crawl up your body from your lower half. He chuckles, teeth tugging on your ear as he roughly flicks your nipple, squeezing and molding your breast into his palm as his fingers continue to taunt your heat.

It’s not long until you’re writhing against the wall, a ball of electricity in your stomach that makes it impossible to hold still. He knows your body too well, and he knows how much you enjoy angry sex.

At some point, both of you sink to the ground, giving you time to strip Vinny down and crawl over him.

You’re so wet, you’re already throbbing as you hover over him, your knees on either side of his hips as you kiss him heatedly. His hands are roaming your back, finding your ass and squeezing harshly until you groan, your stomach clenching.

You suck on his neck, making sure to leave an angry mark behind with your teeth and tongue before working your way down. You kiss across his collarbone, down to his chest, leaving a wet trail as your eyes flick up, seeing his are dilated with lust. He wants you, his cock is pressing up against your thighs, brushing against your heat and making the both of you moan.

You just want to fuck, forget about teasing him any longer.

You press your hands against his shoulder, nipping at his jaw as you reach his ear.

“Are you gonna fuck me, Vinny, or am I going to have to do it myself?” You whisper, abruptly feeling his nails dig into your hips at the comment.

He doesn’t even bother to respond, just jerks, positioning you above him. He hastily lines himself up beneath you, the head of his cock brushing against your heat, your juices quickly covering him. You moan as you lean your head back, feeling him prod at your heat.

You gasp as he abruptly pulls you down, your body closing around him as he roughly thrusts upward to the hilt. He pauses for only a moment, giving you a short second to adjust to him being inside of you before he begins rolling his hips, urging yours to move.

You press your fingers deeply into his, your head tilting forward so you can gaze into his dark eyes.

“Still mad?” He asks, feeling your hot muscles squeezing him as you thrust downward, meeting him each time, your breasts bouncing in front of his face.

You only manage a nod, earning a smirk from him before he lifted his hips, slamming forcefully into you and making you gasp, drawing your nails down his slim chest. He sets a rough pace, and you lean forward, your forehead pressing against his shoulder, creating a much better angle for your fucking.

You’re mad at him, especially since he won’t apologize. He’s wrong, and he knows it; you don’t want to keep screaming at him, you want him to admit it, to say how sorry he is! Alas — Vinny has never been the apologizing type, and you much prefer this sort of make up then just petty words.

You’re all gasps and moans, able to hear your bodies meeting, his grunts when you grind down onto him. There’s no sweet words, no tender caresses — you’re purely fucking the frustration out of each other, your bodies working out all the anger and irritation, the annoyance.

“Fuck!” Vinny grunts, his fingers flexing around your hips as he brings them down into his. You’re so tight and hot, squeezing him at all the right moments. He’s not going to let you get the best of him, you’re not going to win this argument!

You bite your lip as you lean up, feeling your lower half throbbing already; the angle is making you shudder, especially when his cock brushes against your clit. You don’t want to cum, not yet despite how good it feels. You don’t want Vinny to think he can win, that fucking you until you’re screaming is going to make you not pissed off at him.

It’s going to take a lot more than that.

You feel his hands creep up your sides, finally closing over your breasts as you ride him. He squeezes the plentiful mounds, tugging harshly on your nipples until you whine, your hands rising to close over his and hold them there. Fuck, it feels good! You love it when he does that!

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he groans as your muscles squeeze him again, a hum of pleasure leaving your lips as he pinches your breasts, leaving angry little red marks on your skin. He’s panting already with the effort, his dilated eyes on your body as you fuck him.

He can’ take it!

He reaches up, curling his hand around the back of your neck and bringing your body down over his. His lips catch yours, demanding and forceful as his tongue parts them. You moan as he rolls, forcing you beneath him. You wind your legs around his waist, clinging to him with breathless gasps as he begins fucking you into the carpet, his teeth on you neck.

Your arms tighten around his shoulders, feeling yourself throb as his pace becomes relentless, ramming into you over and over and until your eyes want to roll back. You dig your teeth into his shoulder with a whimper, his fingers tugging on your hair as your nails rake down his spine, causing a primal groan to wrench out of his throat.

“Fuck, (Y/N)!”

Ha!,

He jerks on your hair, forcing your head back. His eyes glitter as he stares down at you, dark and determined. He pulls on your arms, wrapping your wrists in his palm and pinning them above your head. You feel an immediate thrill, especially as he curls one thigh upwards into the curve of his arm, giving him more room,

Your back arches off the floor immediately as he slides deeply into you, a loud cry leaving your swollen lips. You writhe beneath him as he grinds his hips into yours, sweat glistening on his pale skin; his eyes never leave your face, darkening at the look of pleasure on your face.

“You can’t be mad forever,” he breathes, your sharp breathe and tight body telling him you’re on the verge of cumming. “Come on, baby!”

You can’t even respond, your throat is tight, eyes squeezed shut. You’re past the point of speaking, your body is wound so tightly, you feel like you’re going to break! Your fingers curl tightly as he pounds you into the carpet, hitting that special spot until it’s absolutely too much!

You feel a sudden wave of pleasure, electricity sparking through your body as you cry out his name into the echoing room. His mouth covers yours, tongue delving inside and tasting every inch as you go rigid beneath him, walls clamping around his cock.

Your toes curl as you cum, washing his cock with your juices, head falling back into the soft carpet. He groans, and with a few more thrusts, empties himself inside of you. You shudder beneath him, your walls quivering around him, feeling the added warmth. Your legs are shaking, nearly numb from the angle, and your fingers tingle from his tight grip.

You’re both panting, his face buried against your neck. You feel a soft kiss against your shoulder before he shuffles, letting go of you and propping himself on his elbows above you.

“Still mad?” he asks in a whisper, gently kissing along your jaw, and you mutely shake your head, hair clinging to your skin.

“No.” You say breathlessly, feeling nothing more than exhaustion.

Vinny grins triumphantly.

He knew he could win you over.

Tags: @imaginemiw

[shhh-no-ones-masterlist]

Motionless In White 1

Tumblr only allows 100 links per post so part two is located in my master list

- AJ Stortz

sharp shooter

- band

things that make you...

take care

brothers honor

Sleeping beauty

- chris motionless

(all parts in parenthesis are part of a series)

a creepy Christmas

too close for comfort(*)

harlequin*

beetlejuice, beetlejuice, beetlejuice* (part 4)

eat me*

gifted part 1* part 2*

out of dodge part 1 part 2

head games*

madness part 1 part 2

point made*

fever dream part 1 part 2 part 3* part 4

to yourself

wake up call

speechless

comfort crowd

third times a charm* (part 3)

hollywood horror

Validation (drabble; not on wattpad)

needle point (ft angelo parente)

no distractions*

witch wolf? part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

ambiguous

god complex*

saints protect her

forest fire part 1 part 2

Suited part 1 part 2

thoughtless part 1* part 2 (parts 1 and 2)

hang tight

assigned seating(*)

new beginnings* (part 5)

unexpected

toil and trouble

rules of the game part 1 part 2(*) part 3*

Glass heart

Morning would*

Swimming with sharks

A million and one (*)

Tomorrow never comes

Booster

- josh balz

religious disbelief

Family ties

- Justin morrow

thrash pile*

friends forever*

- ricky horror

chained together part 1 part 2

hard to breathe

bases loaded*

masquerade*

Hope-less

- ryan sitkowski

accidentally in love

drunk me drink me

in the air part 1 part 2*

Issues part 1 part 2 part 3

tea time

a long time coming*

a bloody good time

cafe cutie part 1 part 2

candyland

sweet spot

hugs and kisses

dress to impress

sapphires are a girls worst enemy

Alone together*

- vinny mauro

shopping spree

homecoming

confessions

cupids aro

artists honor

crap shoot part 1* part 2 part 3

creature of the night*

restless

on beat

the wrong L word (*)

Green looks good on you

[dracomalfoyswifey]

Don’t Forget To Remember Me (Vinny Mauro Drabble)

Requested by @chriscrosscerulli

(Side note..I hope you like it as much as I do. I kinda forgot what a Drabble was so I just went with it 🤷‍♀️ Also, thank you very much for requesting this and writing my requests on your page. You rock!)

Today sucked even worse than yesterday. It was just one more day without his girlfriend, Y/N. He wanted to bring you on tour with him especially since it’s the bands first Europe tour but Ryan and Ricky already invited their girlfriends. He thanked the gods that the bus was stopped and everybody had hopped off to get some air, get food or call somebody. Speaking of calling somebody, he pulled out his phone and called you. “Hey love, I know it’s really early over there but I really miss you. A lot. You have no idea.” He said in the voicemail he left you. Vinny sighed to himself, leaning his head back against the back of the couch and closed his eyes. He had the biggest smile on his face seeing yours in his mind. Soon, he’ll get to kiss that beautiful face of yours and hold you in his arms again.

[alilpunkrock]

Masterlist

Ryan Sitkowski:

Secrets Out (part 1) (part 2) (part 3)

Third Time’s the Charm

“Lie to me then.”

“You make me want things I can’t have.”

Haunted House

I��ve had a shit day

Breaking Up is Hard to do

I Still Love You

I can do it better (smut)

Blind dates

Plot twist

“I’ll go.”

Baby fever

Jet lagged

Don’t freak out

First tattoo.

Home for the holidays

Too soon?

5 Dads

Three Rounds of Forgiveness

Ricky Olson:

thats my little girl

Truly, madly, deeply

We’re not all the same

A surprise visit

Playing Cupid

Long hair problems

Vinny Mauro:

lets run away

Days off

Ricky’s sister

Just say yes

Merch girl

Happy tears

Chris Motionless:

Mini Mauro

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

Perfect Timing

Coffee shop Drabble

Wedding day Drabble

Shooting star wishes and mistletoe kisses

Call off the wedding

Josh Balz

Helping you color your hair

AJ Stortz:

Favorite kind of dates

AJ’s in love...

Eternally Yours

Preferences:

Favorite sex position (5/5)

Favorite body part on their S/O (5/5)

Asking their crush out (5/5)

Kinks (5/5)

Favorite thing to do in their spare time (5/5)

Overprotective (5/5)

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[valiantroeagleangel]

☆ 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

18+, MDNI

⥅ mainly motionless in white, some bad omens

Chris Motionless:

"Masked men huh?" - Chris Motionless x female reader. Mask kink, unprotected sex.

Haunted Again - Chris Motionless x female reader. Fear play, abandoned and haunted house, against the wall, unprotected sex.

Ticklish - Chris Motionless x female reader. Tickling, p in v sex, fingering.

Vinny Mauro:

Mad - Vinny Mauro x female reader. Make-up sex, mutual masturbation

Am I fuckable? - Vinny Mauro x female reader. Suit, blow job, quickie, masturbation..

You look gorgeous tonight - Vinny Mauro x female reader. Ruined makeup, mirror sex.

Laundry day - Vinny Mauro x female reader. Mutual masturbation, Vinny is a good boy who's whining, some lingerie is involved? I don't know what to add.

Doomed from the start - Vinny Mauro. Semi-public masturbation, mention of weed.

Short drabble - Vinny Mauro x female reader.

Ricky Olson:

Angel Voice - Ricky "Horror" Olson x female reader. Phone sex, guided masturbation.

Just once - Ricky "Horror" Olson x female reader. Hurt/ comfort, dry-humping, "hook up".

Vampire! Bad Omens:

Varney (vampire! Noah)

Nosferatu I (vampire! Ruffilo)

Dracula (vampire! Jolly)