#i think i fell in love with vinny while watching this movie

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price and Robert Russell

Witchfinder General/The Conqueror Worm (1968) dir. Michael Reeves

[heartsforvin]

fic of vinnie getting a matching tattoo w/ reader?? 🤭

MATCHY, MATCHY

this is sooooo cute ): thank you for the request !!

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: cussing, needle mentions, mentions of anxiety, use of pet names, otherwise just fluff!!

summary: you and vinnie decide to get matching tattoos

it’s been on his mind for awhile — getting a matching tattoo with you. he knows how you can get anxious when the idea of getting a tattoo comes into mind, but also knows you’ve been wanting at least one for awhile now.

you’ve talked to vinnie about your anxiety of getting tattoos, you explained it was mainly the needle aspect of it, and how you ‘give props’ to vinnie because of the amount of ink that’s on his skin.

he’s reassured you many times that you’d be okay and it only hurts for a bit, and at certain points due to placement. he said he’d be with you to hold your hand if you ever decided to get one.

that eased your tension on the matter a bit, the looming anxiety still lingering though.

you knew vinnie wanted to get matching tattoos, he’s told you many times. he never pushed you on the subject, though, and you loved him for that.

he knew it was ultimately your decision, and that if you wanted or didn’t want to get one, he’d be fine either way.

the day was chill, just you and vinnie relaxing on the couch as he held you in his arms as you two watched a movie.

it was silent for a moment until you looked at vinnie. he didn’t notice at first until he felt eyes on him.

“what’s up, silly?” he chuckles as he catches you staring. you smile at him, loving the sound of hearing him laugh.

“i wanna get that tattoo.” you say, and he can’t help but smile.

hera — who was on vinnie’s lap — almost fell off when her dad abruptly stood up. “really?” he asks.

he knew you’d come around eventually, he knew it was just all about timing.

you smile and nod, standing up to hug him. vinnie wraps his arms around you, hugging you tightly.

“do you have any ideas?” he asks, you shake your head.

vinnie pulls you with him so the two of you are back on the couch. “how about this, we’ll sleep on it and figure it out tomorrow.” he explains.

you agree and the two of you head to your bedroom for the night, excited for the morning.

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the next day came faster than you thought. you woke up before vinnie, deciding to let him sleep a bit more.

you got ready for the day after doing your skin care routine. you walked back into the bedroom and go to vinnie’s side of the bed.

“baby,” you say softly as you run your fingers through his curls, kissing his forehead softly. “wake up, sleepy boy.”

vinnie groans and digs his head into his pillow. you chuckle softly at him before thinking of a way to get him up.

you walk out of the room and find hera on her cat tower. grabbing her carefully, you tell her what you’re doing while walking back into the bedroom.

“what the f—“ vinnie says as he feels weight on his back.

“goodmorning, vin!” you say with a wide smile, excited that he’s finally up.

you move hera off of vinnie and he sits up, you place the cat in his lap. “what’s got you so excited, princess?” he asks.

your smile doesn’t fade as you say, “tattoo day!”

vinnie smiles and holds his arms out for you to go by him. when you do, he wraps you in a hug for a few moments before you let go and tell him to get dressed.

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the two of you arrive at the tattoo shop and tell the artist what you want and which deign.

the two of you decided on a matching heart, but with each others initial of your names at the end of it.

you told vinnie to go first, still a bit anxious over the needle. you hold his hand through the process, mainly for your comfort since you know he’s not scared of them.

once it’s finished, you gush at how good it looks as the tattoo artist goes over the healing process to your boyfriend.

“your turn, babe.” he tells you as you two switch places.

vinnie holds your hand through it all, stroking your hair softly as he reassures you that you’re doing great and you’ll be fine.

before you know it the process is over and the artist goes over the healing process just like she did with vinnie.

you got yours done on the inside of your left arm, while vinnie got his on the inside of his right arm.

vinnie smiles at you before kissing your head. “so proud of you baby, you did so good.” he praises and you just smile.

he grabs his phone and takes a picture of your guys’ tattoos before posting it to his instagram story and captioning it ‘tattoo w my girl <3’

“i love it!” you squeal as vinnie pays the tattoo artist.

you can’t stop looking at it, loving how it turned out. vinnie grabs your waist and kisses your cheek as the two of you head out of the shop.

“i’m glad you love it baby, now you just need about thirty-nine more to catch up to me.” he says.

you laugh as you squeeze his hand. “one at a time, vin. although, i do want another one now.” you say with a laugh.

“they’re addicting, aren’t they?” he asks, and you nod.

for the next couple hours all you do is talk about and look at your matching tattoo with the boy you love so dearly.

you’re so glad you got over your fear and decided to agree on this. best decision ever.

this was the cutest 🙁 i hope you liked it !!! i loved writing it !!

also it’s been almost a year and a half since i got my first tattoo and i need another one SO bad 😣

tags: @cosmicanakin , @anqeliclust , @forevergirlposts , @bernelflo , @leqonsluv3r , @st4rswrld , @louloulemons-blog , @lovingsturniolo , @kriissy4gov , @supabhad , @laylasbunbunny , @0strawberrysorbet0 , @slvthrs , @visualbutterflysworld , @violet0182 , @kayleighh , @hallecarey1

[rueanaddict]

His little filthy secret

permise: you found something he was hiding from you

pairing: vinnie hacker x female reader

warnings: smut- contains rough sex, uprotected sex, oral sex [female receiving], mentions about masturbating, praise kink, spit swallowing, spanking, degradation, overstimulating, fingering, swearing

word count: 2801

A/N: I am obsessed with this mf so i felt the urge to write about him

it’s only an imagine, I know that irl vinnie is literally the sweetest soul ever

(also english is not my first language so I’m sorry for any mistakes)

hope you enjoy ;)

You were at Vinnie's house because tonight was supposed to be one of your movie nights together. You loved those nights. After a week of worrying, you were able to breathe and relax a bit. Most often you watched two or three movies and then fell asleep cuddled under a blanket. You wanted to lay your head on his chest and wrap your arms around him. However, you had to wait a bit for that because Vinnie went to get the groceries.

While waiting for Vinnie and snacks, you decided to take a nap. You were a bit tired and you wanted to regain strength so as not to fall asleep right away while watching a movie. You went to his bedroom. Vinnie's bed was the most comfortable bed you've ever slept in, so you couldn't wait to wrap yourself in a warm blanket soaked in the scent of the curly-haired boy. When you entered the room you saw that the bed was unmade.- obviously- you thought. Vinnie often forgot a lot of things in a hurry. - one of them was making the bed. You started to fold the soft blankets thinking that in a moment you would wrap yourself in them and fall into a sweet sleep. When everything was ready, you laid down on the bed, snuggling into Vinnie's pillow so you could smell his scent. However, your fingers under the pillow stumbled upon something strange. You pulled a piece of fabric from under your pillow, quickly recognizing what it was.

-Holy shit.- you said out loud.

You were holding a black thong... your thong. You used to stay over at Vinnie's a lot and sometimes you forgot something, but never your panties. Besides, what were they doing in his bed? Of course, you've slept with Vinnie in the same bed before, but not like this. After all, you were just friends. You stared in disbelief at your discovery for a moment, wondering what the hell this was all about, but you were interrupted by Vinnie's voice from downstairs.

-I'm back. Where are you?

-Upstairs.- you said, gulping down the saliva in your throat.

You took a deep breath and went downstairs. Vinnie was unpacking groceries in the kitchen, hearing your footsteps behind him.

-Listen, they didn't have your favorite cookies, so I took...

-Vinnie...?- you interrupted him with uncertainty in your voice.

-Yes?- he turned and looked at you with those damn beautiful brown eyes full of innocence.

-I wanted to take a nap so I went to your room and...

-And?- he came closer. -Something happened? You seem scared.

After a moment of silence, you gathered your courage and asked, lifting the thong so that it was now in front of his face.

-What was it doing in your bed?- Vinnie froze for a moment, staring at your panties.

-Uhhh I don't know what that is...- he stammered.

-Vinnie don't play dumb and tell me what the hell my panties are doing in your goddamn bed.- you said quite loudly.

-Ohh come on baby, don't pretend you don't know.

-What the fuck are you talking about, Vinnie?- the boy slowly approached you, looking you in the eyes with a sneer.

-You know... you left them at mine a few weeks ago so I decided to take care of it.- he slowly got closer and closer to you. You were stepping back with each step he took until your back hit the wall.

-I don't remember leaving it at your place.- you said looking into his eyes which were now full of lust.

-You don't remember huh?- he smiled slightly at his own words.- You used the bathroom and left them on the bathtub in a hurry. Or perhaps you did it on purpose? Maybe you wanted them to be found by me?

-What!? No Vin...

-Shh don't interrupt me.- he put his finger to your lips.- I was going to give it to you but I couldn't resist.

-What do you mean?

-Ohh baby you have no idea what I’m talking about do you?- you swallowed hard.- As soon as I picked them up, the thought of your little pussy touching that piece of cloth drove me crazy.

You looked deep into his eyes. He wasn't the same kind and loving Vinnie anymore. In that moment, lust overtook him.

-Vinnie did you... you know... did you use my panties to... - you couldn't finish the sentence.

-You don't even know how many times I've been jerking off thinking about you. How many times I’ve cummed on those cute little panties imagining that cum is deep inside your little pussy baby.- after those words you were totally stunned.

Sometimes you fantasized about Vinnie and felt awfully bad about it because he was your best friend after all. But after what he told you, the guilt disappeared and was replaced by lust. God, this man had no boundaries and you were terribly attracted to it.

You stood there stunned when suddenly Vinnie yanked panties out of your hand.

-What are you doing?- you asked trying to snatch them from his hand.

-You won't get them. This is my property now.- he said as he put your panties in his back pocket.

-C’mon Vinnie give them to me.- you leaned over to take them out of his pocket, but you lost your balance a bit and fell straight on Vinnie who caught you.

-Hey be careful sweetheart. I don't want anything to happen to you.- Vinnie held you in his strong arms. You wanted to look him in the eyes, but you couldn't. You were too flustered after what he said.

-You're not so talkative anymore, are you? I don't understand why you're so surprised. You've seen the looks I gave you. I've wanted you all to myself for a  very long time and... I know you want me too.- he leaned and whispered in your ear.- I've caught you staring at my bulge more than once. You think I don't know what's going on when I'm around and you clench your legs. I know what I do to that little pussy.- shivers ran down your spine. You've wanted Vinnie for a long time, and the thought of him rubbing his cock against your panties turned you on even more.- he moved away from your ear so he could look into your eyes, then your mouth, then your eyes again, then your mouth again...

-Can I kiss you?- he asked gently grabbing your cheek and stroking his finger over your soft and thirsty of his touch lips. You nodded slightly, looking into his eyes.

He leaned down and placed a passionate kiss on your lips. He moved his body closer to yours which made you feel the bulge in his pants. He lightly pushed his tongue into your mouth, asking for the access you gave him. His hands slid up your waist until they stopped at your hips. You pulled away from each other for a moment to catch your breath.

-You want this?- Vinnie asked seriously. You just nodded your head.- Use your words princess.

-I want this Vinnie.

-What do you want?- he said with that cocky smile.

-I want you to fuck me Vinnie.- that was enough for him. He quickly picked you up and carried you to his bedroom, placing kisses along your neck. You just whimpered at his actions.

-Do you like it little one?- he asked between kisses.- You don't even know how long I've wanted to sink my teeth into your neck.- he growled throatily, continuing to giving you wet kisses along your jawline. When you entered the room Vinnie gently placed you on the bed still holding you in his strong arms.- Damn, you did a really good job with that bed... too bad all that effort will go to waste baby.- he said, then kissed you.

-Listen, it only goes as far as you want princess... okay?- you nodded slightly in response as you couldn't say anything.

-Let’s get rid of this.- he started to pull up your hoodie and placing gentle kisses along your tummy, finally reaching your tits. He began stroking your hardened nipples softly, sucking on one and then the other, letting out moans of satisfaction.

-God, you have such a nice body.- when he was done with your tits, he went a little lower and started to pull down your pants. You were in front of him only in a pair of black thongs. He stared at your soaking panties for a moment with desperation in his eyes.

-I want to taste you so badly.- he placed a kiss on your lips. You started looking at him. He was still fully clothed and you were about to reveal yourself completely to him. Vinnie noticed you staring at him in frustration that he still had clothes on and he took the hint. He took off his shirt revealing his tattooed body. You moaned in satisfaction and placed your hands on his chest, running your fingers over his black tattoos. It's not like you've never seen Vinnie shirtless. It was completely different now...

-Let me take care of you baby.- he said moving down to your lower parts placing kisses on your inner thighs.- You're so damn wet for me sweetie.- he started taking off your soaked panties and hiding them into his back pocket.

-I won't get them back, will I?- you asked sighing.

-Trust me you won't need them anymore... Now lift your hips up a little bit.- Vinnie leaned down to your needy pussy.

-You want to feel my tounge on your little pretty clit sweetheart?

-Please Vinnie stop teasing me.- you moaned in response. With those words, Vinnie started eating your swollen pussy. He sucked and licked all they way up and down.

 -You taste so good darling.- whimpers and moans escaped your mouth as Vinnie savored the taste of your pussy. He put one finger in your little hole.

-Vinnie please... I need more...

-Be patient little girl. My fingers are much bigger than yours.- he said, adding another. You moaned at the pleasure he was giving you.- Do you like the feeling of me stretching your tight pussy?- he asked, pushing his fingers in and out in rapid motions. He brought his face closer to yours to place a passionate, wet kiss on your lips. You couldn't take it anymore, it was too much.

-Vinnie I’m gonna... he immediately moved away from your swollen and dripping pussy.- My poor little girl wanna cum? Ohhh baby let yourself cum and feel the pleasure.- he started sucking your clit again.

-Ohh fuck.- you moaned.

-Cum all over my face like a good girl.

-Fuck Vinnie...- you cummed and Vinnie held your trembling legs, licking your release.

-Look at the mess you've made. I have to clean it all up now. When he was done, he pulled away from your sore pussy and admired your body.

-Fuck baby look how hard I am.- he said stroking his cock through his pants.- C’mere.- you moved closer and he wrapped his arms around you. You were now sitting on his massive thighs.

- Now... will you be an obedient little whore for me sweetheart?

-Yes Vinnie.- you said quietly.

-I want to hear you saying it.

-I'll be your obedient little whore.

-Ohh fuck you make my cock throb even more.- he said kissing your neck.- C’mon undo my belt.- he looked you straight in the eyes. You placed your hands on his bulge. God he looked so good. You unbuckled his belt and slid  pants off Vinnie. He was only in boxers now.- C’mon take them off.- you slowly slid the fabric off his hips and his cock popped out hitting his stomach. Your eyes immediately widened in surprise. His cock was huge. Thick, long, pulsating, covered with veins. You didn't know how it was supposed to fit inside you. You stared at him a little too long what Vinnie noticed.

-You like what you see?- he said with a cunning smile.- Bend over that bed and stick your pretty ass up.- you did as he said.- Damn you have such a nice ass.- he spanked you hard and pulled you closer so you could feel his throbbing dick pressed against your ass.

-I can't fucking wait any longer.- he said and thrusted into you, giving you no time to adjust to his length. You felt pain at first, but it soon turned to pleasure. He fucked you at inhuman speed and the sound of skin hitting skin echoing through the room. He leaned down from time to time to give you kisses down your spine.- Turn around, I want to see your face when I fuck you.- he shoved his cock back into your dripping pussy, letting out a long, guttural moan. He thrusted into you faster and faster, moaning in pleasure.

-Fuck my cock feels so good inside that tight pussy.- you just moaned and screamed his name like it was the only word you knew.

-Ohhh fuck baby... Do something for me... Open your mouth and stick your tongue out... wider...- he spat into your mouth.- Drink my spit.- you did as you were told. It wasn't typical of you, but you liked that so badly.

-You like when I’m so rough to you aren't you? C’mere...- he started leaving marks on your neck and shoulders. He held you tight, digging his fingers into your thighs, continuing his thrusts. Your and Vinnie's moans intensified with each thrust.

-Ohh fuck baby you gonna cum? Cum for me pretty girl... Cum all over that cock.- you cummed after that but Vinnie didn't stop moving inside you.- You thought I'd stop because you came?- he chuckled lightly.- Give me one more... Okay baby?- you knew you wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow, but at that moment you didn't care. You felt too much pleasure to think about anything. Your brain was getting dizzy.

-I’ve come so many times thinking about your tight little hole and now I have it all to myself.- he continued fucking you so hard and so good.- Give me your hand.- you stretched out your hand and he placed it on your tummy.- Can you feel it...? Can you feel that bulge in your tummy? See how deep I am inside you...- he was panting harder and harder.- Fuck it’s  pressed against your fucking womb... Ohhh fuck it feels so good.- his moans were so hot.- Fuck baby, I'm about to fill that little pussy with my cum... Ohh fuck... I want you to cum again when I will drain my balls in your little cunt baby... Ohh shit...- his movements were now faster than ever. You felt every inch of his dick pulsating deep inside you.- Ohhh fuck fuck fuck I'm cumming... Cum for me baby... Ohhh fuck.- he started rubbing your already swollen clit rapidly.- Right after that his warm cum filled your pussy. Vinnie collapsed tiredly on top of you. He was panting and whimpering against your chest. You tangled your fingers in his soft curls, scratching his scalp. You stayed like that for a while until Vinnie spoke up.

-Was I too harsh my love?- he said, placing a kiss on your cheek.

-No Vinnie... you were perfect as you always are.

-My love?- Vinnie said softly.- I need to tell you something... I've wanted to tell you this for a long time... I fell in love with you...- you didn't expect those words to come out of his mouth and he noticed it.

-Fuck, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so sudden...

-Shhh Vinnie it’s okay.- he looked at you with love in his eyes.- I fell in love with you too...

-You don't know how happy I am to hear that... Can I kiss you?

-You don’t have to ask me Vinnie.

 He placed a loving and passionate kiss on your lips.

-But Vinnie...- you said uncertainly.

-Yes sweetheart? - he asked a little worried.

-You can't steal my panties anymore.- he chuckled at your words.

-You promise?

-I promise...- he covered you two with a blanket and snuggled into you even more, inhaling your scent.

He placed one last kiss on your forehead and you fell asleep in each other's arms.

[workingforthewidow]

‘Sweetest of the Sunflowers’

This started off has an HC list of the Sinclairs dating twins but then it took on a mind of its own and now its over 25K words and I have no end in sight. So I’ll post a portion every couple days! Title inspired by Sun to Me by Zach Bryan you don’t have to listen to understand but I think it fits the way the story is heading :)

Summary: Twin sisters Catherine (Katie) and Caroline end up in Ambrose after their car breaks down on their drive from Georgia to California. Bo convinces Vincent they should keep the girls and make them their wives. A twin for each twin. Will the girls escape? Will they learn to live their new lives? Will they even survive?

I have a post where I kinda give some insight on certain aspects (ex- I hc Vincent ‘can’ talk but doesn’t like to and why) here

This is for 18+ only minors DNI just go watch the movie with your parents permission.

Warnings: kidnapping, forced marriage, dub-con, attempted non-con, abuse, Stockholm syndrome, age gap (15 years- K&C are 19 Sinclairs are 33 soon to be 34 yes we will have a birthday party for them). Don’t like it don’t read it.

So welcome to the first chapter of this story!

Tag list: @ostricx (let me know if you want to be tagged!)

Bo couldn’t hold back the smirk when they walked in the shop. Two beautiful twins. They were identical with the same dark chocolate hair and hazel eyes that seemed almost green in the lights but they were different- one had her long hair down and following freely in wavy curls looking lost in space as she wandered around his shop while the other had half her short hair pulled up in two buns and was trying to explain what was wrong with their car looking very focused on getting back on the road. “Well doll it’ll take me a while to go over everything. Why don’t you go on up to see the town jewel. House of Wax, just go on in I know the owner you’re safe.”

“Okay. Thank you so much. Come on, Caroline.”

“But Katie, why can’t we just stay here? I don’t want to walk anymore.” The one with curls, Caroline complained. Caroline, pretty name for a pretty girl.

“Just come on. This is your fault anyway. I can’t believe you have never taken your car to get checked.” Katie huffed out grabbing her twins arm pulling her to the door.

“Well sorry some of us weren’t so far up dad’s ass to learn all the special shit about cars, Catherine.”

“This is basic knowledge Caroline, don’t go full name on me. Let’s go.”

She was finally able to pull her out the door and towards the museum.

He knew what was wrong with the car it needed oil- from what he just heard hadn’t been changed in a while or maybe ever. But he had no plans on fixing that anytime soon. He made his way through the underground tunnels to find Vincent, “Vinny you ain’t gonna believe what little slices of heaven just fell in Ambrose. Walking through town like angels.” He said forcing Vincent away from his work and up to the museum so they could watch the girls.

“Oh my god this stuff is creepy. It’s like a house full of dead people.” Caroline said with a disturbed look.

“1. Be nice someone worked really hard on these. 2. They aren’t creepy they are cool. The artist is so talented.” Katie scolded her sister and continued to admire the art.

The boys continued to follow them around the museum until they had seen everything. Suddenly Caroline gasped, “A puppy! Look, look! Hi puppy.” A black and white dog trotted over to where the girl had squatted down. “Oh she’s so cute. Do you think she lives here?” She looked up to her sister.

Katie sighed softy almost a laugh and bent down with her sister, “Probably, she seems content here. She probably belongs to the owner of the museum.” She looked at the dog’s collar, “Jonesy, that’s a cute name.” She scratched the pup’s head before Jonesy licked her arm, “A sweet baby too.”

The girls loved on Jonesy a few more minutes without noticing the watching eyes on them.

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The boys went back to Vincent’s studio under the museum.

“So what ya think? We could keep them. I’ll take the curly hair and you can have the other one. She seems to appreciate what you and Mama do.” Bo looked at his twin who had already started getting back to work. Vincent shook his head and continued working. Sure the girl was beautiful and it was nice to have someone besides his brothers say nice things about his art. But he could never live a normal life like Bo or Lester could.

“Come on, Vinny. I think its time we find us some girls. Get to work making Ambrose full again.” Bo wasn’t backing down.

Vincent scribbled fiercely on a notepad and thrust it at his brother, ~Do whatever you want. Maybe Lester wants the other one~.

“Nah, it’s perfect for us. Twins and twins. I know you think she’s pretty.” Bo said tossing the notepad back letting Vincent write out his reply.

~How do you expect this to happen? How is it going to work?~

Bo read over the replied and chuckled darkly, “Easy. Knock ‘em out. I’ll bring mine back down under the shop and you bring yours back here. They gotta listen and cooperate eventually if they want anything.” Of course Bo’s plan was by force. Vincent thought it over knowing his brother wouldn’t back down. It would be nice to have someone has his own. He had been alone for so long since Mama had died. And if this girl liked his art than maybe she could learn to like him, even love him.

He finally turned fully to look at Bo and nodded his head.

“Well damn that took less convincing than I thought it would. Okay they should be back at the shop by now looking for me. Just gotta get behind them and grab.” Bo smirked and started walking away with Vincent trudging behind.

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‘Oh no the cute car guy is gone.’ Caroline thought as she and her twin walked in the door before speaking out loud, “Where’d he go?”

“Maybe he’s in the back or something. Let’s just stay here and wait. Then we can keep going. We’re almost halfway to the coast.” Katie said stepping back looking around for any sight of the mechanic, Bo he had said his name was. Then she heard what she thought was a footstep behind her. “Did you hear th…” before she could finish her question a rag was held up to her face and a hand wrapped around her waist from behind. The rag smelled funny and her eyes grew heavy before she went limp in the arms holding her.

“Hear what?” Caroline was about to turn around to face Katie when hands grabbed her from behind clapping a rag over her face too. She tried to scream but nothing escaped as she too grew tired before everything went black.

[ofmonstersandlovers]

If it hasn't been done yet could there be some love at first sight hcs for some the bois? Vinnie and knox both strike me as the trope of boy falls for girl while girl falls slowly lol

Lol no you're totally correct on that anon!

Pairings: Knox x reader, Vinnie x reader

How They Fall In Love

Vinnie

Vinnie is a huge dork who tries to act like the toughest vamp around

Leather jackets, cigarettes (they don't affect him since he's like, undead) and tattoos

But deep down?

This vampire falls

Hard

When he first saw you, he wanted to get to know you immediately

Wanted to know everything about you

And as he got to know you, he fell for you hard

Unless you're oblivious, you'd know that Vinnie liked you immediately

Would try to impress you in anyway that he could

He gives you rides on his motorcycle after telling one of his friends he's not worthy to ride his baby

"C'mon, man let's just ride around!"

"Please, you don't appreciate Baby as much as you think!"

Then he just

"Hey Y/N, want me to drive you home?"

Que the friend throwing his hands in the air in exasperation

He evens does something he'd never do for anyone, no matter how much he liked them

He let you borrow his favorite leather jacket. He's down bad

It was covered in band pins and patches, and it was obviously his most favorite one

You expected him to give you one he didn't care for. Not the one he literally wears every day

Will try to flirt

Will try to flirt very hard

He's not good at it

Poor Vinnie

Tries his best though

He'll want to constantly hang out no matter if the weather sucks or if the day itself sucked. He wants to be around you no matter what

"Hey, Y/N! Wanna go to the comic store with me?"

"Yo, there's this new cafe shop. Let's go!"

"This new horror movie came out and I heard it's really freaky! Bet you'd be too scared to watch it!"

Vinnie is smitten immediately and will try to impress you with jokes, flirtation, letting you borrow his things, and wanting to constantly be around you

Knox

Omfg, the stoic second in command beta

Okay okay okay, so he'll also fall instantly

But my God, it's so hard to tell with him, unlike Vinnie

Will give you things that you need to show that he would be the best provider

Need a pencil? Don't worry ,have his. He'll borrow someone else's

Having trouble with a subject? Hell study with you and help in some way

Feeling down? Vent to him, He's here to listen and will be silent support throughout

He's not as pyshcial love language wise

But that doesn't not mean he doesn't enjoy the little touches

When you jokingly bump shoulders together

When your hands brush up against each other

When he ruffles you hair in greeting because he loves the flushed look of indignation on your face when he does so

He's like the rock you need

But even rocks erode at some point

He doesn't know that he's not as obvious with his crush as he thinks

Like, Oliver has to hear him complain that he's doing everything he can to show his interest, and he literally grunted a reply to you

Oliver is tired of him

It isn't until his alpha had to point out that he's treating you like everyone else does he actually decided to confess

It was when the two of you were walking together to lunch, and he just hit you with the following:

"I would like to date you."

The whiplash that gave you I swear

He explained himself after a bit of probing on your end that he's been harboring feelings for a long time now

"I thought I was obvious. . .,"

Knox is more of the quiet show don't tell.

He'll do everything to show himself as a potential mate by providing what he can for you

Even the little things

It's just so hard to tell with him

[skyzxler]

9 friends had all lived together when strange murder led to happen in the town they lived in, they were all scared, but never suspected each other.. which if you’d watch horror movies, you know it’s a bad idea.. anyways. they were all living in a house together when it happened, three couples shared a room. Daniel and skye, lucas austin, thao and maddie. then the rest had their own rooms, felix, jj, vinnie. they were all watching a horror movie the night before a murder of their friend. they all ended up falling asleep with each other in the living room. Skye, danny, lixxy and jj on the couch. the rest on the floor. when JJ wakes up to hear their British friend got murdered by the killer last night. he started to freak out about it because they all fell asleep.. he was getting suspicious of all his friends.|when they all woke up. they realized JJ was much more distant of them. Lucas had asked jj, “dude what’s fucking wrong with you???” “where were you last night.” JJ asked lucas “dude i was asleep on the floor??” Lucas told him. “mhm…” JJ said. lucas had been so very confused. later that night they were all watching a movie, but decided to go back into their rooms, in the morning, lucas was found in the shower taking a shower ofc. Austin has found vinnie dead stabbed 8 times, 3 in the neck, 2 in the stomach, 5 in his side. she asked herself “who would do this…” but she never suspected any of her friends.| but now. skye, she’s seen to many horror movies just like lucas she was already suspecting her friends, but she never.. suspected her love interest.. now daniel, lucas and felix never suspected each other, they suspected the girls. now of course the boys trusted their girlfriends, but they never trusted their friends girlfriend.(danny didn’t trust aust, lu didn’t trust skye.) felix was acting very weird that night, his eyes were looking around a lot. once everyone went to bed. there was a scream.. but who was it?| but. such as skye, aust never suspected her love interest.. bad bad idea.. in the morning. lucas was found no where.. but austin’s dead body was sliced open from her stomach, guts hanging out ribs shown. skye had found her, she finally called the cops and they took austin’s body. but now she’s suspecting everyone. even her own lover.. thao was cooking dinner that night, when he got a knife that slit his throat..| now that the killers had killed half of the friends, skye was suspicious of her own friends.. even her boyfriend. while maddie was asleep staying over. she was stabbed. in the morning skye was hanging around daniel, as normal. when she asked him, “would you ever.. kill me?” daniel looked at her in a shock “of course i wouldn’t? why would you ever think that..?” ,skye kinda sighed, “how about.. anyone else?” “skye what are you getting at, you think i’m the murderer?” he questioned his girlfriend, “no.. of course not..” ,she had clearly lied to him. later that night skye was backed into the kitchen counter by… her own boyfriend, and her best friend but felix.. he was no where to be found. “made it this far,” ,lucas had said to skye. “suspected your own boyfriend, but none of your friends?”, “so this is how it ends. after being your friend for so long?” she questioned him. “oh shut it already.” ,it was felix holding a knife up to maddies neck. “i thought i killed her already.” daniel had stated. “clearly the fuck not. god damn i told you KILL her!” ,lucas yelled at daniel. as they were fighting. skye had tried to run away, leading to felix to throw maddie aside and grab her by the hair and yanked her back into him. “where do you think you’re going you little whore?”| he said as he started to literally strangle her, when daniel and lucas drag him off. they wanted to be the ones to kill her. not him. felix ended up holding her still while lucas goes to find the gun that was on the counter. “dude? the gun isn’t there daniel.”, “what the fuck do you mean it isn’t there?!” ,daniel yelled at lucas. the phone rang.. “that little bitch..” ,lucas had mumbled to himself. skye was trying to get away from felix, but

[vinnieswife]

Out of the Ring

boxer!Vinnie Hacker x assistant!Reader

words: 1,3k

Warnings: blood, violence,Vinnie being his own warning.

author's note: after the fight between tiktokers vs youtubers I was circling this one-shot in my head about a relationship between (boxer and assistant) as in the movies, it sounds a little clique but it is the best thing I have, and finally I have finished it :)

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The last fight had not gone well, the opponent had changed at the last moment leaving Vinnie without time to study his opponent and train focusing on his weak points, He had no idea on how to defend himself and how to attack a completely random opponent you knew what this was rigged about.

Just before the fight you and Kio went to the stands to cheer on Vinnie in the fight, but your surprise was looking at the ranking screen and seeing another name on the table.

"Wasn't he supposed to box Bryce?" (let's say this was a friendly match between Bryce and Vinnie) Kio asked puzzled, but when he saw your confused face he realized that you didn't know either.

"Yes, he's been preparing for weeks, I don't understand why it could change, I'll go tell him" you got up from the stands leaving a bewildered Kio in them.

On the way to the locker room you came across several boxers who were also fighting tonight, some with concern and some with pride.

When you got to the locker room you heard Vinnie fight with Jordan.

"How has it changed ?! I have been preparing for combat with Bryce for weeks, not to fight Deji! " Vinnie yelled grumpily.

"And what do you want me to do? They have changed your rival.” Jordan left the locker room greeting you on the way. Upon entering Vinnie's eyes fell on you, you just walked over and wrapped your arms around his torso.

"Give up, say you won't fight" you whispered against his chest.

"You know I can't do that, I'm very close to getting the title" "but it's going to hurt you" you caressed his cheeks carefully "I can't see that Vinnie" you whispered looking into his eyes.

"T/n ..."

"Yes, when I started dating you I knew where I was getting myself into but, I'm never going to get used to seeing how they hit you"

"I will try to get hit as little as possible" he smiled leaving a soft kiss on your lips.

You both left the locker room together, when you appeared in the hallway facing the ring, the screams of the people there began to resonate throughout the stadium, Deji was already inside the ring warming up, you looked at Vinnie, his eyes were fixed on his opponent.

He grabbed your hand planting a kiss on the back for good luck.

"Please don't die"

He laughed "I'm not going to die doll" he left another kiss on your lips, this time something more intense. "Good luck" you whispered and he stepped into the ring.

You quickly returned to the stands with Kio, sitting next to him. "Wow that has been romantic" "oh shut up" you said tapping his shoulder gently.

The fight had already started, for the moment everything was going well, they both gave and received blows, until Vinnie was distracted for a second and one of his opponent's blows hit his ribs, taking all the air out of his lungs, since then the things went from bad to worse, Deji didn’t gave him time to think between blows, blood dripped from his nose from the last blow, Vinnie managed to stop one of the blows towards his stomach but his opponent's left fist hit his lower lip, throwing it to the ground, your heart was beating at a thousand per hour, while you tightly grasped Kio's arm fearing the worst, the bell that indicated the end of the round sounded.

"Saved by the bell" said the commentator, you and Kio quickly went down to the ring entering through the gate, Vinnie was sitting on a stool that the referee had placed on,you grabbed his face carefully examining the blows and cuts of his face.

"Vinnie..."

"I'm fine, but he’s so fast, I can't defend myself" He said, breathing heavily.

"Maybe when you lose I could teach your girlfriend what a champion is, oh wait, maybe I could even fuck her better than you" Deji blurted out looking you up and down, Vinnie got up ready to smash that guy's face, but you and Kio you stopped him quickly.

"Beat his ass" you whispered on Vinnie's lips before placing a chaste kiss on his mouth.

You and Kio left the ring watching the fight again, the bell rang indicating the start of the fight, "you're going to pay dearly for talking to her like that" Vinnie said by widing the blood falling from his lip with the boxing glove. "oh really? I' love seeing it", but this time something was different Vinnie was in another position, as if in the first round he had just been taking mental notes about the blows from his adversary, his opponent's attacks were quickly stopped by Vinnie as he struck back with even more force.

Several punches flew up to his opponent's face leaving him dizzy with what Vinnie took advantage of by delivering a strong punch against his jaw leaving his opponent on the floor.

"I told you you were going to pay dearly for talking to her like that" Vinnie said looking at Deji on the floor.

The stadium was filled with shouts of excitement and applause from the audience, Kio and you jumped in excitement when you saw that Vinnie was still in one piece.

"I can't believe He did it" Kio said shaking his head as a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Let's give thanks that he’s still in one piece" You both laughed at the thought.

When people began to disperse you went down to the locker room, finding your boyfriend in front of the mirror examining the cuts and trying to wipe the blood from his face.

You carefully took his face between your hands, removing the cotton from his hands to clean it, "you don't know how much I hate you" "you're in love with me darling” you shook your head outlining a small smile, you carefully passed the cotton through the cut of his nose earning you a little hiss from his part. "I'm sorry" you whispered.

His eyes followed your every move on his face, you were so focused on doing him the least possible damage that you didn't realize that Vinnie's hands settled on your waist, sticking you closer to him.

"I love you Vinnie, and I would never leave you alone, do you hear me? never” you put your forehead with his, leaving a phantom kiss on his lips.

"I love you more" you opened your mouth to refute but he was faster covering it with his hand "don't you dare brat"

You laughed at his childish behavior removing his hand from your mouth, his hands descended to the back of your thighs getting you up and placing you on the locker room sink. you know, I have a couple of tricks up my sleeve"

"oh really?"

"Do you want me to show them to you?" he said with a smiling smiling "I'd love it" you said on his lips.

pd: all the respect towards Deji the fight well in the fight and I don't want to send any kind of hatred towards him.

DONT REBLOG MY WORK!

[babybluebex]

everyone loves an outlaw [arvin russell x reader smut]

➽ pairing: mob!arvin russell x fem!reader(y/n) ➽ word count: 2.2k ➽ summary: arvin works for your dad and you have to keep your relationship a secret. ➽ warnings: NSFW/MDNI. smut, explicit language, age gap (reader is legal tho!), fingering (f!receiving), praise kink, breeding kink ➽ a/n: mob!arvin goes brrrr hehe​

In small towns, there weren’t many ways out. A job was the usual way-- graduate high school and get a job out of town and leave Coal Creek in your dust. Sometimes, though, the job search was fruitless and many people, young and old, were left to rot in West Virginia. That seemed to be the case for Arvin Russell. We went to high school together, him being a senior when I was a freshman, and I remember my father going on about him. “Gonna get him when he graduates,” Daddy said. “Not lettin’ somethin’ like him get outta here.” 

Legally speaking, my dad’s business was in bail bonds. We had family in Chicago that we worked for, and the line of work that my father did was less on the end of selling the bonds and more towards extracting the payments. Coal Creek had a few names for what my family did-- “mob”, “mafia” (which were technically two different things, but the people in Coal Creek had no hope of ever distinguishing the two)-- but we preferred to call it family. 

And, God almighty, Arvin Russell was in need of family. When he graduated, he had a bright future ahead of him, but that flame was put out when his little sister died. Lenora was a year ahead of me, quiet and reserved and very bookish, and it took the entire town by surprise when we heard that she had died. Rumors flew around as to why; she was sick and didn’t want to burden her family with her illness was a popular one. When Lenora died, Arvin lost his way. Wayward young men looking for protection and acceptance was my dad’s type when it came to employment. 

He had me do it. I usually was the one to go out and hire young men. Papa realized fairly quickly that men would do basically anything I asked of them, including signing themselves into our little family, so, one day in my senior year of high school, I went to the garage where Arvin Russell worked. He split his time between road construction and the garage and, when I met him properly, he had grease all over his hands. “Hi, Arv,” I said sweetly. 

His pink mouth had quirked into a smile. “Hey, doll,” he said. “You’re Y/N? From high school, ain’t ya? Ya daddy’s got that bail bond thing goin’?” 

“That’s me,” I said. “I, uh…” I had a script that I had to stick to. “I… I was just wonderin’ if ya wanted to get dinner sometime. Maybe go to a drive-in? That car you’ve got is pretty neat.” 

“You like my car?” Arvin asked, and I giggled out a yes. “Ya sure it’s the car ya like, doll?” 

“Not as much as the driver,” I said, biting my lip. ‘C’mon, Arv, this is takin’ a lot of courage to ask ya.” 

Arvin sat up from the rolling creeper he was at and wiped his hands on the thighs of his pants. “You really wanna go out with me?” he asked. His voice was dripping with absolute sarcasm, but his honey-colored eyes held something more hopeful. I knew, right then, that we got him. 

“Well, yeah,” I mumbled sheepishly, picking at a loose thread on my blouse. “I’ve kinda had my eye on you since… Forever, I guess. I-I just think you’re outta sight, Arvin.” 

Arvin’s eyes glanced over me, still wearing my clothes from school, and he gave me a smile, much more sincere than ever before. “Sure thing, doll,” he said softly. “What d’ya say to Friday night?” 

Friday night came, and it was quickly obvious that the movie would be forgotten. Instead of that, Arvin and I ended up in the backseat of his car, his hand up my shirt, making marks on my neck that my dad would be mad at. I never planned on fucking Arvin and, while I had no qualms about doing so, I stopped when his long fingers began to dance at my panties. “Arvie,” I panted, grabbing his wrist. “I ain’t ever done nothin’ like this before. I-I just--”

Arvin kissed me softly, his hand holding my cheek tenderly. “No sweat, doll,” he told me. “We’ll go as fast or slow as you want. I’m here for you.” 

I was supposed to break it off with him after that, but I just couldn’t. There was a bit of truth to what I said when I asked him out initially, that I had my eye on him for a while. I had always thought that Arvin was pretty cute, and I enjoyed the time I had with him. We had to sneak around, though, because my dad would have cast both of us out if he knew. While I was supposed to fluff up their egos and convince them to join the business, I wasn’t supposed to fool around with the guys my dad hired. Arvin was different, though, in a way that I couldn’t put my finger on. He was kinder, a gentler soul than most, hidden behind a gruff exterior. 

School was grueling, but the sight of the old Chevy waiting in the parking lot for me brought me comfort. Arvin stood near the door of the school, smoking a cigarette as he waited for me, and a smile passed his face when he saw me. 

“Arvin, you know damn well that you aren’t supposed to be here right now,” I hissed quickly. “My daddy’ll kill you.” 

“I reckon he’d have to catch me first,” Arvin chuckled. His smile promised illicit moments in the coming minutes, and he added, “It looks like it’s gonna rain and I was thinkin’ of offering you a ride. Wouldn’t want ya to walk and get all wet and melt.” 

“Why would I melt?” I asked. “I ain’t no witch.” 

“Nah, but you’re all made of sugar,” Arvin told me. “C’mon, babydoll. I know you want to. I might even buy you a milkshake if you’re good to me.” 

“Good to you?” I laughed. “Right, ‘cause that’s my goal in life, Arv, is to please you. Fuck off.” 

“Dolly’s got an attitude today,” Arvin drawled around his cigarette. His dark eyes were full of energy and promised nothing but fun, and the fact that he hadn’t given up his advances yet let me know that he saw right through my fake resistant measures. After all, he knew that I would give in no matter what, just as I always did. “Jesus, woman, you’re makin’ me work for it today, huh? This is fun for you, yeah?” 

“Oh, so much fun,” I assured him. “I love makin’ ya dance, Arvie.” 

“Shit, do I gotta get down on one knee?” Arvin laughed. “I was hoping that you’d be all graduated first but--” 

I tugged Arvin close by his worn leather belt and I silenced him with a kiss to his cheek. My pink lipstick left a mark on his skin, and I said, “We can talk ‘bout that later. Thanks for the ride, loverboy.” 

“Never a problem with you, doll,” Arvin told me. 

As usual, we ended up parked at the river, with Arvin’s hand up my skirt. My hips bucked up into his hand as his skilled fingers found home inside me, and a soft whimper fell from my lips. “Vinny,” I whispered quickly; that name was reserved for moments like this. “O-Oh, fuck!” 

“Such a good girl,” Arvin whispered in my ear, gently nipping at my earlobe. “S’fucking tight, doll. You really ain’t been lettin’ other guys fuck ya, huh?” 

“I only want you, Vinny,” I said. “Nobody makes me feel the way you do.” 

“Good girl,” Arvin told me, and my body went warm with the praise. Arvin had always been so good to me and I truly didn’t want anybody else. But I had always imagined getting out of Coal Creek, leaving my family behind and having a good and honest life. I wanted to get married; maybe to Arvin, but maybe to someone with no ties to my family. I was lovestruck, I’ll admit that much. I was so pathetically in love with Arvin that I had doodled his name during class, even going as far to put his last name with mine. Mrs. Y/N Russell was enticing. If Arvin were ever to propose, I would be compelled to say yes. 

“Vinny,” I said, and I grabbed his strong arms. “I-I’m gettin’ close, baby.” 

“You hold that shit in,” Arvin growled into my neck. “Want ya to come on my cock, babydoll.” His fingers fell from me quickly, and he made light work of undoing his belt and jeans. My thighs were quivering around his hips, and I sunk down onto his hard cock with a satisfied keenness in the back of my throat. Arvin’s moan in my ear was heavenly, and he mumbled, “Pussy’s so good, doll. Fuck.” 

“Fuck!” I squealed as he snapped his hips up into me. “Vinny, I-I--” 

Arvin’s mouth met mine in a greedy kiss, and I whimpered my way through a blissful orgasm. Arvin swallowed every single noise I made, his hands raking my blouse up to feel the skin of my back, and I felt myself shaking so hard in his grasp. “Good girl,” Arvin shushed me, kissing all over my face. “So good for me, babydoll. Gonna help me now?” 

Even though my legs felt like liquid and my hips ached, I rolled my hips down onto him. Arvin quickly got rid of my shirt fully and tugged my bra up my chest to expose my tits, my nipples hard at the feeling of him. His mouth latched into my tit quickly, and I pushed his curls off of his forehead as I watched him suck on my tit. Arvin looked up at me through his dark eyelashes and gave my nipple a quick bite with his front teeth, and I yipped. “Vinny!” I cried. 

“Aw, dolly,” Arvin cooed. “I only do it ‘cause I like the pretty little noises you make.” 

I chuckled breathlessly, and, with his lips back on my nipple, Arvin winked at me. “Arv,” I sighed. “Your cock is literally inside me right now. You can knock it off with the flirting.” 

“Can’t help it,” Arvin said, biting his bottom lip as he cupped his hands around my breasts. “Just an instinct.” 

“It’s a good thing I like it,” I whispered, and I leaned down to kiss him. His breath was hot against my mouth, and I clutched his hair as he continued to fuck into me, and I finally pleaded, “Vinny, please come. Want you to come inside me, Arvin, please.” 

Arvin took a fistful of my hair and tugged my head back to expose my neck, and he kissed all over the soft column of my throat as his thrusts became quick and sloppy. “Fuck,” he whispered and sucked a mark onto my neck, but I was too far gone to chastise him for it. Arvin huffed out a heavy breath then, and I felt him spilling himself inside of me, painting my walls with his hot cum. I gasped aloud at the feeling of it, and Arvin set a kiss to my lips to silence me. “Ya like that?” he whispered. “Like being fucked like this? My good girl, my best girl.” 

“Christ, Vin,” I whispered with a giggle. “I love you, you fuckin’ square.” 

“Hey, I’m not a square,” Arvin laughed. His arms were circled around me, holding me tightly, and his cock was still inside me as he laid his head on my chest and tried to catch his breath. “But I love you too, babydoll.” There was a quiet that blanketed the car then, the only sounds being our rasping breaths and the faint radio that we had left on before climbing into the backseat. Arvin was right; it had begun to rain. 

“Think it’ll take?” I asked softly. 

“What?” Arvin asked. His brown eyes were still blown out as he looked at me, and a smile split his face. “Oh, dolly. Is that why you wanted me to come inside ya?” 

I shrugged sheepishly, and I hid myself in his neck. Arvin laughed and readjusted us so that he was laying on his back, making sure to stay inside of me all the while. 

“You wanna have my babies?” Arvin chuckled. “Your daddy’ll kill us.” 

“I jus’ wanna be yours, Arvie,” I told him. “Want everyone to know I’m yours.” 

Arvin pulled my face from his neck and captured my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “No more hidin’?” he asked hopefully. 

I shook my head, and Arvin smiled. “No more hiding,” I agreed. 

Arvin gave a content sigh, and he kissed my mouth once more. “My pretty girl,” he whispered. “My pretty wife, maybe?” I nodded, and he laughed. “Shit, that sounds pretty nice. Having a pretty little wife to come home to, gettin’ all big with my baby… Jesus, I love the thought of that. But you ain’t even graduated yet, doll. Are ya sure…?”

“There’re girls who dropped out ‘cause they got married,” I told him. “I think the fact that I’m engaged and pregnant, and still manage to graduate won’t be a problem.” 

Arvin kissed my forehead, and he whispered, “Just a few more minutes, baby. Wanna make sure, ya know. Then, I’ll get you that milkshake I promised.” 

[creepytoes88]

Famous weeb part 2

Hey y’all i know have been MIA for awhile but i hope you like it <3

Y/n POV

-The next day-

I felt the heat from the sunlight on my face, I open my eyes and look around the room the arm around my waist tightens I smile knowing Vinnie hasn't woken up yet. Slowly I turn to face him and see his hair all over the place and his mouth slightly open I let out a little laugh and move some of Vinnie’s hair from his beautiful face. I don't know how long I saw staring at him but his eyes start to flutter

” Fucking weirdo watching me sleep n shit,” Vinnie says his voice deeper than normal because he just woke up. I laugh ” It's not my fault your pretty” I put my head in the crook of his neck I feel Vinnie rub my naked back. ” Do you still want to go on that date, I'm starving and I would love to take you to breakfast, maybe I could show you around LA while we're at it?” Vinnie asks as he plays with my hair

” mmm I would love that Vin, but first let's take a shower yea?”

~Time skip 6months ~

I and Vinnie have been dating for 5 months it's been the best 5 months of my life Vinnie is everything I've ever wanted. He's caring, Thoughtful, and he's always there for me, when the first video we did together came out the hate was brutal from Vinnie’s fans and my followers started to slut shame me. I couldn't go in the public eye for a month because every time I was out some random man would call me horrible names, Vinnie stood by my side the whole time holding my hand and telling me how amazing and beautiful I am. No wonder I fell so hard for the boy DON’T even get me started on how good the sex it's mind-blowing every time it's like Vinnie was made for me. We aren't planning ongoing public anytime soon we're happy in our own little world I hear Vinnie's footsteps come up the stairs to my bedroom ” Hey daddy I didn't know you were coming over” I stand up and meet him at my door and Vinnie laughs

” you don't have to call me daddy all the time ya know.”

” Yea I know daddy I'll stop if you want me to baby” Vinnie looks into my eyes ” don’t you dare,” he says as he kisses my lips, Vinnie wraps his strong arms around me holding me against him ” will you please stay the night with me I would stay here but I have to stream.” Vinnie puts his head in the crook of my neck

” I've been having that nightmare again” I run my hand through his hair and kiss the crown of his head ” yes of course baby I just gotta pack real quick-” Vinnie pulls his head out from my neck ” why don't you just move in with me, we can be careful-” I kiss Vinnie and jump into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist ” Yes a million times yes.” It wasn't a whole 3 days later I moved out of Avani’s house into Vinnie's room, unfortunately, we didn't think about how Vinnie posts in his room, and the bathroom, he streams as well FOR HOURS and I can’t be in there because if I make a sound people will know it's me.

Even though I have gotten massive amounts of hate from both mine and Vinnie’s supporters I hit 50 million on TikTok and began my own clothing line and I guest-starred in a Disney movie. It's probably been 3 months since I moved in with Vinnie and everyone else surprisingly, we have been able to keep our relationship a secret from most of the world. I just don't post anything at the house and make sure I don't talk or walk in on a live. The only downside to living with everyone is we can't be as loud as we like to be we also have to be careful to only have sex when everyone is asleep because everyone in the damn house ” forgets” to knock other than that EVERYTHING is perfect. Unfortunately, the last 8 months of pure peace and love have finally come to an end after Vinnie posted a video where he put his phone as far up about his head as possible. Seemingly an innocent Tiktok Vinnie posted It without ever watching it back and on the far left corner of the phone, you could clearly see the socks, the skirt, and even my underwear that I was wearing in my last video sprawled across his floor.

THE FANS WENT NUTS we both received hate but surprisingly most of the supporters had changed their minds about our relationship. Not that they ever had a say but it still feels good to know most of our supporters like us together. We had to come out and say that we have been dating for 8 months and have lived together for the last 3. We finally don't have to hide anymore we can post freely and with each other, I finally got to put my stuff in our bathroom and hang pictures of us up on the walls of our room. Vinnie even told me to pick out a new bedspread and pillows of my choice.

” I love it, baby, it looks perfect,” Vinnie says as he rubs my back admiring the bed and the clean room, in general, I finally got to clean it and it doesn't look suspicious that his room is so clean. Vinnie starts to kiss my neck as he runs his hands up my arms, I tilt my head so Vinnie can access more skin. ” mhm baby... Did we have any plans tonight or tomorrow?” Vinnie says in between kisses ” um I don't think so” I say as I turn around and kiss Vinnie’s lips putting my hands in his hair the kiss gets heated faster than usual as Vinnie runs his strong hands down my back before grabbing two handfuls of my ass making my knees buckle and moans leave my lips. Vinnie picks me and walks me to the bed ” You have to be quite baby everyone is asleep, and we can’t wake them up again” I nod my head quickly

” answer me baby,” Vinnie says as he pulls away looking down at me ” yes daddy I understand, I'll behave.” I look into his eyes standing on my tippy toes ” I promise” oh I promise to keep quiet but if I get my way Vinnie won't be able to keep quiet. Vinnie always tells me not to make a sound and then fucks me till I scream and then laughs when the others make fun of me.

This time it's my turn to make him scream and embarrass him I have a plan the only problem is going to be getting his wrists in the handcuffs I have hidden in the bed frame. Vinnie is much stronger than I am so even if I can get one hand in the cuff he would fight me tooth and nail to put the other in but I'm gonna try. ” Daddy I have a big favor.” I say with my puppy eyes Vinnie let out a chuckle ” what is it doll?” I bit my lip as I look at him ” I saw a Tiktok going around saying to give your boyfriend a blowie while he's wearing a blindfold and I would like to try it if you're willing?” I ask sweetly and kiss his lips Vinnie tilts his head and takes a deep breath ” please Daddy! Can we just try it for a minute or two and if you don't like it we can stop” Vinnie kisses my lips ” I don't know-” my bottom lip pops out ” Please Daddy, can we just try it?” ”I-I......sure” Vinnie says defeated I throw my arms around his neck kissing his lips sweetly. My plan just might work ” lay on the bed baby” Vinnie looks at me weird ” why-” I kissed his lips once more ” please Daddy” Vinnie lies on the bed and puts his hands behind his head. I walk into the closet where we hide everything I grab the smallest vibrator I have from before we started dating. I hide it in my back pocket and started to walk towards Vinnie ” ok Daddy sit still” I kiss Vin on the lips putting the blindfold next to us on the bedside.

Vinnie grabs the back of my head while kissing me I began to grind against him as I move my lips down his neck. I'm never allowed on top and I am usually the one with the hickeys but this time it's his turn. I start to kiss Vinnie's jaw and upper neck ”n-no hickeys baby” I nod my head I'm gonna leave hickeys all over him if I get my way. As I continue to kiss and suck his neck I can feel him harden under me ” are you ready Daddy?” Vinnie nods his head as he sits up on his elbows I pick up the blindfold and bring it towards him, Vinnie looks at the blindfold in disappointment but stays silent.

” Thank you Daddy, I love you” I say as I kiss his lips sweetly once more before I pull his shirt off immediately kissing and licking his chest as I rub my hands on his strong arms and shoulders. I lick down to his sex lines kissing them softly as I feel goose bumps on his arms before I pull down his shorts along with is boxers. I watch as his cock slaps against his toned stomach my mouth-watering ” Shit baby hurry!” Vinnie moans as he puts his hand in my hair. I kitten lick his tip and play with his balls in one hand ” baby stop teasing me” Vinnie moans as I pull away ” put your hands by your head and stop touching me” Vinnie huffs and drops his hands by his head.

Before Vinnie could say anything else I wrap my lips around his red tip “Ooh-f-fuck” Vinnie moans as he buck his hips up making me chock slightly. I lean back and giggle “shh Daddy” I grab ahold of his base as I kitten lick his tip I look up to see Vinnie biting his lip and gripping onto the blanket. I grab onto the handcuffs with my free hand and push him deep down my throat making Vinnie gasp and put his hands in my hair. I take the opportunity and clasp one of the cuffs on his wrists Vinnie grunts as I began to hum. I don't think he even noticed I quickly grab the other set of cuffs and snap them around his other wrist. I pull away and sit on his lap Vinnie starts softly grinding his raw dick between my thighs trying to get off not even paying attention to me as I clip both his hands to his headboard. Vinnie stops grinding and tries to move his hands but was stopped “Y/n what the fuck do you think you're doing, uncuff me now” I giggle as I take off his blindfold “No Daddy I don't think I will you always make me feel so good I wanna make you feel good.”

Vinnie laughs ” you wanna make daddy feel good....uncuff me, so I can ruin you baby” Vinnie hisses out as I kiss his lips and began to take my clothes off. When I take my panties off I make sure Vinnie can see everything by laying down on my back on his stomach I toss my underwear near his head as I spread my legs wide, watching as Vinnie licks his lips and takes deep breaths. Before he can get close enough to taste me I stand on my knees and kiss his lips “you have to be quite Daddy” I kiss down his neck as I trail my hand from his balls to his tip softly pinching his tip. “Ugh fuck I'm gonna ruin you the moment you let me out” I look into his eyes as I firmly grab his balls and squeeze slightly Vinnie throws his head back moaning “shhh” I say as start to nibble and suck his neck Vinnie fights against me as I play with his balls. I leave hickeys all over his neck and chest occasionally sucking his tips this went on in for a while but at this point Vinnie was about to cum. His tip was a was red and twitching, his legs were trembling, Vinnie had only let out small whines the whole time but I wanna her him I want him to be as loud as me. But if course don't want him to know that “Gonna cum already Handsome?” I ask as I suck hickeys on his hips and inner thighs making my way towards his twitching tip.

I lick a soft stipe over the tip and Vinnie let's out a very load moan. I pull away with a disappointed look and let go of his balls

“F-Fuck keep go-going” slap the inside of his thigh making Vinnie lift his hips off the bed and moan even louder than before. “I said to be quiet and you're not being very quiet, so I'm gonna have to punish you Daddy,” I say with an evil smirk I stand up and Vinnie. I grab the vibrator and turn it on I rub it slowly up his thigh making him jump “Stop that” Vinning says sternly. “No” I say looking into his eyes I grab on to his hard cock placing the vibrator on his red tip Vinnie let out at load moan “Shh daddy everyone's gonna hear you” I say as I softly pump his cock in my hand “Put it in your mouth I’m about to cum” Vinnie moans in a demanding tone I look up at him as I take the vibrator off of him. I pick my panties up off the bed and bring them his mouth Vinnie glares at me “let me go” I slap Vinnie on the cheek and grab it as I push the pink lace thong in his mouth and Vinnie tries to push it out “If you push it out I'll go get lunch and leave you here with the door open.” I say with a bratty smile. Vinnie nods his head just giving in to me I move down his body again caressing as much of him as I can “God daddy your perfect.” I lick both of his nipples making vinnie whine and try to move away as I blow cool air on them, and they get hard “mmm such a pretty boy” I continue to kiss his chest and tummy before I settled between his thighs nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin bruises littered everywhere. I kiss the space between his balls and cock Vinnie moans and arches his back.

“To bad your a bad boy” I pull away from his cock and climb up on his chest straddling him I pick up the vibrator and place it on my clit. I throw my head back In pleasure as Vinnie let's out grunts of protest. I stand on my knees above his face, so he could get a better view the vibration making my eyes close. I feel something push against my slit and up my folds, I pull away to see Vinnie's nose shiny and a slight blush on his cheeks. “Nasty little boy aren't you?” Vinnie looks in my eyes and winks. I take the vibrator away and turn it off pulling the panties out of his mouth I set them aside “want a taste Daddy?” I say as I get close enough for Vinnie to run his tongue through my folds letting out a soft moan I pull away his mouth following me I giggle and grind against his lips and nose as I grab his hair making him moan into my pussy. Vinnie plunges his tongue inside of me and swirls it around collecting all of my arousal his hips bucking in the Air. I keep grinding my heat on his face as he tongue fucks me “O-OH YESS” I cum on his tongue Vinnie licking up the rest.

I pull away and make my way back down his chest leaving hickeys and kisses in my path. I pull away to admire him for the first time tonight his hair a mess, face and nose shiny with my arousal cock standing straight up and eyes blown out, His plump lips are red and have teeth marks from holding in moans. I grab ahold of his balls as Vinnie moans and bucks his hips “I bet I could make you cum just from playing with your balls baby” Vinnie let out a whine but didn't answer me “I guess we'll just have to try?” I stand up and walk to the bed side table grabbing tape and a tissue. I wrap the base of his cock in the tissue with his tip sticking out and I tape his cock to his stomach the tissue protecting his cock skin from the tape. “B-baby?” I look up at him as I make sure everything is secure and will hold “yes Daddy?” Vinnie's looking down at the head of his cock “what if it hits me in the face?” I smile at his word “I’ll lick it up Daddy” before he could say anything else I place his balls in my mouth sucking hard, and he let out a load moan “Ugh FUCK Y/N” I pull away rub his balls in tiny circles as I kiss him inner thighs.

I can feel his balls tighten and Vinnie thrust this hips up “YES BABY YES.” I gasp and lean back Vinnie’s face bright red in embarrassment “Daddy tsk tsk you made a mess and now I have to clean it up” I lean down licking his tip and up his neck and jaw I suck a little harder, so he knows he indeed did hit his face. “mmmhmm Daddy you taste so good.” I lean down and lick his cum off his hard stomach his soft cock growing slowly “I have to punish you again though Baby... You came without asking without warning...so naughty” I pull the tape and tissue off as I grab on to his semi hard dick shoving him down my throat Vinnie lets out a little yelp as he hardened quickly in my throat I began to suck him and move my head I choked every once in a while I pull off when his tip started to twitch I straddled his hips putting his hard cock inside of me “If you move I will leave you in here tired up by yourself” Vinnie let out a whimper as he takes deep breaths as j slowly slide down his huge cock “Fuck Daddy so Big! You always fill me so good” I say as I move my hips slowly squeeze my walls around him I sit down on him fully letting out a small moan.“Shit Daddy” I giggle “I can feel you in my tummy.” I say as I rub my lower stomach Vinnie throws his head back moaning I roll my hips on his one time making him moan again.

“PLEASE BABY LET ME CUM” I look at him as I wrapped my arms around his neck laying on top of him with my head on his chest. “I will in a minute Daddy but first I wanna say my last words before I let you out” I kiss his lips as I rotate my hips to harden his cock up and soften his heart up, so he won’t be so mean later. Looking deep in his eyes I say “I love you Daddy and you would have never let me try this on you If I didn't trick you.” I kiss his lips again, moving my hips a little faster “Please don't be mad at me Daddy I wanted to make you feel good-od” I undo one of his wrist grabbing on to his hand kissing his wrist, and placed it on my hip as I do the same to the other wrist. I look down to see Vinnie just looking at me “I love you Daddy, your so beautiful.” I stop all movement to kiss his lips nibbling his bottom lip his hands rubbing my butt and thighs before Vinnie pounds into me from underneath. Taking me by shock “OH FUCK DADDY YES JUST LIKE THAT! YOU’RE SO BIG! MORE PLEASE” I moan tears filling my eyes it's never felt like this before Vinnie flips me over and grabs my face “I'm gonna put a baby inside of you don't you dare let a single drop fall out” Vinnie knew that was literally impossible but the look of fear and lust on her face was all worth it. “Fuck are you ready baby” Vinnie moans pulling out flipping me over so my face is in the pillows and my ass is in the air. Vinnie pulls out before pushing into me at a fast pace slapping my thighs and ass as he moans.

He was hitting my g-spot repeatedly making us both moan “mmm gonna fuck my baby into your doll” I moan out as I hear Vinnie gasp his hips stop and I let out a whine pushing my hips back into him “do it please Daddy, I want it inside of me” I moan and whine “Daddy don't stop please keep fucking me Ugh I want your babies.” I moan as I fuck myself on his cock Vinnie was frozen above me just watching as his beautiful, amazing, rich and famous, whore of a girlfriend. Begs as she fucks herself on his hard cock. “P-please Daddy” Vinnie starts thrusting harder and faster than before pushing her head into the pillows as screams of pleasure come out of her mouth “want my cum bitch” Vinnie moans as he pulls her up by her hair “Yes Daddy please I want you filling me up.” Vinnie moans as he takes his thumb as rubs it around my pink button. Vinnie takes his other hands pulling my cheeks apart as he spits on my asshole making a moan fall from my lips Vinnie slowly pushes his spit around as moans bubble out of my throat I’m so overwhelmed by pleasure he spits on my hole again “F-Fuck baby your so tight around my cock I’m gonna cum so deep your pussy baby” the only sounds in the room were the sounds skin slapping together and wet noise I could feel the knot in my stomach when he pushed in hitting a different spot a scream comes out as I cum on his cock “AAAAGH Daddy YESSSSS” I thrust my ass back against him when the door opens.

“SHU-EEEEWWWW WTF” Jordan burst in and then left just as quickly when he saw the site in front of him. His best friend balls deep inside of me and spit drips down my ass as Vinnie jackhammer thrusts into me so hard I think he's gonna break me for a second “F-FUCK PRINCESS IM GONNA PUT MY BABIES SO DEEP INSIDE OF YOU-” Vinnie yells as he cums inside of me I can feel the warmth fill me up, and he pulls out getting off the bed “Don’t move” he says in a soft voice. I can feel both mine and his cum running down legs. All of a sudden I hear a click and see a bright light I turn my head to see Vinnie holding a polaroid camera as it spits out the picture “can I take one of you on your back princess?” I giggle flipping over and spreading my legs putting on a sexy face for the camera as he takes my picture. Vinnie grabs a towel and wipes me down before he lays down “I'll take us to shower in a minute baby” I look up at him as I grab his hand “I love you Daddy” Vinnie turns to look at me “we should get our own apartment Princess” I look at him trying to read his eyes “do we get to paint?” Vinnie's eyes crinkle at the sides as he laughs and kisses the top of my head. “I don't know weirdo.... I love you” Vinnie says he kisses my lips “now come on bath time.”

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I wasn’t sure about posting this at first but as it is already shared publicly and I have come across with it on Pinterest, I decided that it would be okay. So here is a story of a fan about Jim Hutton:

“ON 23rd of March, there was a Queen Tribute band concert in Goresbridge and my boyfriend told me that Jim would come as well. He admitted that he had arranged with Stephen for Jim to come along. The concert was in the pub called The Spirit Store. What a great name for spiritual meeting, I thought. When I entered, Jim sat at the table with Stephen, Jascqueline, her sister Valeria and other family friends. There was nowhere to sit, so we just stood by the table for a while. When I looked at Jim, he appeared somewhat fragile and tiny, like a man who could easily be overlooked. He didn´t look anything like those photos portraying him in the books.

After a while, there was a free seat by the table and everyone, including Jim, moved in order for us to sit down. It was just one place and my friend Mike wanted to take it. He got up fast but they all stopped him. Jim measured Mike up and down and told him, "Perhaps you should let the lady sit here, you cavalier!" Embarassed, Mike got up from his chair and offered it to me. I got the honorable place alongside Jim. Being a woman sometimes has its advantages! Jim welcomed me with heartfelt "Hi". At first I was nervous, but after a while I felt relaxed and enjoyed Jim's company. I was aware of his behavior, gestures, laughter, and tried to absorb his energy all at once. It was easy to talk to him about anything and everything.

I wanted to know the man Freddie loved so much, so I guess I started giving him many questions.

"Jim, are you still in touch with Phoebe?" Jim looked at me closely and began to talk to me with interest. "I haven´t really been talking to him for a long time. I know he had a hotel in Dubai, then he sold it, and he's in Prague now. He also bought something overthere and I think he's going to settle down there." When I heard about Prague, I jumped up excitedly and told him that I was from there. He smiled a little, though the coincidence like this didn´t overwhelm him as much as me.

He relished glass of Budwaiser and smoked Ultra light Silk Cuts. He offered me one and lit it up for me like a real gentleman. It seemed he wanted to continue talking. We both made fun of the ultralight effect of his cigarettes, which would probably piss off every orthodox smoker, Freddie for sure! He then demonstrated jokingly, how to properly smoke them. He inhaled all the smoke by sucking in his cheeks and widening his eyes, as if he should soon burst like an inflated toad. None of us resisted and we both burst into a mad laughter. I told him about my visit to Munich and meeting Barbara. He smiled and listened, then he rolled his eyes up to heaven and stated that she is one hell of a crazy woman. I totally agreed, and added, that also alcoholic one. It was surreal to talk about mutual aquaintances together, people we both knew. I also mentioned my visit to New York club and I could see how he returns nostalgically into his memories. Then I also tried to make him remember my friend Allison, who told me about him in the first place.

"About nine years ago she visited you in London". He couldn´t remember and admitted, that since then a lot of people have passed through his life and many of them he never saw again.

I continued. "She showed me several of your photos and in one of them you were holding Freddie's portrait that you bought at the auction". Suddenly he jumped up and said he knew whom I mean.

I showed him my miniature box containing a stone and talked about it with almost patriotic pride. "It's a stone from Logan Mews that I had to dig out from under the threshold of his house, because there was nothing else to take." Jim laughed out loud, this time without any hindrance and doubt that I was totally crazy. I also laughed because I knew I sound like nuts. He remarked with smile from ear to ear that I was pretty crazy. "Yeah, I'm crazy, and I'm proud to be. Who isn´t...and by the way.....why not?" I smiled at what I just said, because that´s what Freddie would say, to defend himself. Jim then talked about the medallion that Freddie had given him for his birthday. He said, there were three miniature pictures inside. "The first is that of Miko ", he said gently, looking up at me to make sure I knew who he was talking about. "In the other one is Freddie" ... he continued with kind of fervor and love. Something deep inside me shivered. "In the third one," ... he didn´t answer yet, when I jumped into his monologue ...."Tiffany," I blurted out.

"My mom's photo," he finished his sentence. (and I prayed he didn´t register my answer).

It was nice to hear him remembering like that. He opened up in front of me the way I never dreamt of. I think it was nice for him to share these beautiful moments and to talk about things that meant so much to him. "This rock is my good luck charm. I have been listening to Queen since I´m twelve and I also work in the Fan Club's office. We celebrate his anniversary every year. When I went here, I was kidding with my friends that I might meet Jim Hutton in Ireland... and here you are, sitting right next to me. That´s my dream come true", I said all emotional.

"How do you know Stephen?", he inquired after while.

"I go out with Vinnie and they are good friends" He eyed my boyfriend and indicated that he knew who he was.

"I was annoying the two of them and was constantly asking them to bring you", I smiled.

"Oh, Jacqueline wanted me to come, alright" Jim smiled at the thought. Then he talked about the music talent competition, in which they were selecting the best imitators of Queen.

"What music are you actually listening to?" I wondered.

"I have no favorite, I'm listening to almost everything. Even a radio".

"And do you still have Zig and Zag?"

He only sighed and said in a sad voice that they had both died since then.

"And do you have any other cats?"

"Yeah, I have seven others now," Jim smiled. This number didn´t surprise me. The old habits are hard to kill.

"Do you still keep up the gardening, Jim?"

"Constantly," he said with a loving smile and amusedly showed me his hands dirty from the clay and covered in sores. For God's sake, he must have been gardening a few minutes before going to a concert!, I thought to myself. A complete garden maniac.....

We were joking on the account of the band that was supposed to start playing long time ago, but somehow did not. He told me it would be nice to get drunk, so we didn´t know how terrible they were. That really made me crack up. He could be so funny.

He joked and emphasized to everyone around the table, that instead of a concert he could have been at home watching his favorite movie. In the same breath, he admitted that he was curious about their performance and that he hadn´t been out in ages.

He leaned over to me and confessed, that now he lived a life completely cut off from the rest of the world.

"We are basically the same, I am basically like him. Now I just enjoy loneliness and privacy. I don´t go out anywhere except my garden". I immediately knew whom he was referring to in his speech.

I said that I had discovered his house in Palatine and apologized when I saw his slightly concerned look. I said I was just little curious.

He then recalled a few of his encounters with the fans. One day there was an unknown car with a couple of strangers that arrived to his house. They came all way from Vienna and they found him by questioning people in a town! Not a hard thing to trace him, he said, as every cab driver in the area knows him pretty well. One local newspaper even published a photo of his house, and although they gave a wrong address, a lot of people had found him.

That made me laugh, because I knew what it means to be a devoted fan.

"On the other hand, it's nice to know that someone is constantly looking after you and giving you the feeling that all this is still alive," I added with a smile.

"Jim, do you still have your Volvo?"

"You mean the one that Freddie gave me?.....No, I don´t have it few years now, I´ve swapped it for a new one," he smiled.

He was all too gallant all the time, always lighting my cigarette.

He also wondered how long I would stay in Ireland, so I said that only another half a year.

"And you wanna come back here?" He asked suddenly.

"Oh, I'd love to. I'm trying to find a job either in Carlow or Kilkenny," I said enthusiastically.

Then I fell silent, looked at him and assured him "Definitely."

Each time he looked up into my eyes, I saw an incredibly nice person in front of me. Something in his silent expression suggested that he had suffered great deal of pain in life, but that he was now completely reconciled with his fate. Still, in his eyes shone a spark of unrelenting humor. In his company I forgot all about the world. I was happy to be able to make such an affluent and warm contact with him. The longer we knew each other, the closer we were.

When he wanted to go to the toilet, Stephen told him that the men's toilets were behind the bar and the ladies in front of the bar. It sounded like he wasn´t quite sure which one would Jim prefer.

But Jim didn´t care much and set off to the men's. I admit it made me laugh a little.

Then we continued our dialogue. I mentioned that I read both his and Phoebe's book, but that I couldn´t find his book anywhere in the stores. He confirmed that it´s out of print at the minute.

When I told him that I had stolen his book at the local library, he laughed and said that I should have asked him and he would have given me a copy, but he only had Italian version.

Finally, the band started to play. Everyone in the pub stood up and whole lot of us - as we were tucked in at the back, climbed onto the window ledges. I stood next to Jim, who remained seated.

He looked a little bit run over. I knew he was surrounded by the loneliness and I watched him with sadness. I lacked much power or words to comfort him. It was only after some wonderful songs that we both joined and got up. He could not remain sad in such a loving and friendly company for ever.

When he noticed the enormous, life-vibrant energy that only Queen music could produce in conjunction with a crowd of people singing, I think he forgot his personal pain. I could see pride in his face. He stood up and watched the band. Then he addressed me and made me come up onto the ledge above him to see better. I would not listen to anybody else, but from him it didn´t sound like an order. He wanted me to get the most out of it and it pleased me. Then we sat back and drank. Jim seemed to be getting cheerful and livelier. The more he drank, the more cheerful he was. The guys ordered him Red Bull with vodka. When I asked him if it was vodka, he claimed it was white lemonade! He put a warm glass of "vodka" on my hand, so I almost jumped out of my skin, which he thought was terribly funny.

Whatever he did, he looked at me as though I was the only person who knew what was behind his looks. His faces and funny grimaces reminded me of Freddie. He had a lot of subconsciously inherited poses and gestures from him. Even in his laughter I could detect an influence of Freddie's strong personality. He simply marked all people around him. It was not the same contagious and stormy laugh, but there was a spark of resemblance.

His niece Jacqueline, Valerie and Stephen, danced all the time on the ledge and Jim was pulling them and wrapping himself in between their legs, hugging them, clinging to them, and messing around like a little boy. It was a wonderful sight, as he was so happy and childish.

After some time, Jim lost himself in a crowd of concert goers, so I went to look for him. Without his company it felt such a sad place. It was as if he had fallen through the ground, which made me very nervous. Finally, I found him by the entrance table, where he was joking away with one old blonde, not too different from frivolous Barbara Valentin. I asked him for a photo together. At first he looked impenetrable but as soon as I threw a sad eye and smirked, he brightened up and agreed as if saying "You know you can, anything for you, darling"

His niece Valerie took our picture. He then whispered to me that he hopes I´ll send him some pictures later.

After that he announced that we are going back inside to listen to the band.

I saw them from close-up and I must say that it was much better to just hear them. They looked rather too comic with all their wigs. It was something that would make Freddie laugh too.

I told Jim that they don´t look very natural,which he agreed with, but he said he couldn´t complain about their music. He was totally right, because musically they weren´t bad and the singer had a very authentic voice.

Inside, everybody was dancing and Jim joined in and circled around them like a rogalo.

The whole pub vibrated with intense and loving energy. There was no one who would be bored. Jim then threw himself in the arms of his two nieces, who gently caressed him in his hair and embraced him. He let them take care of him, now vulnerable like a little lost child all of a sudden.

There was something deeply touching about it. He had closed his eyes and sadly lowered his head, as if his tears flowed deep inside, in his invisible world. I realized at this stage, how much he really loved Freddie. I was looking at him and I had a desire to caress him and comfort him but instead, I had to stand aside.

"You can have everything and yet feel alone", Freddie once said. But I was glad Jim had his family and friends around him, who cared and protected him. Jim was going through sorrow and joy,both at the same time, it seemed.

During one of his many shananigans, I caught him messing around with his niece's boyfriend.

He sat him on his knees and imitated sexual intercourse. It would seem offensive and utterly crazy to someone who didn´t know him. But we all did. Jim was laughing like crazy and when he finally looked at me, he seemed a little embarrassed by his behavior and gave me a look that said"I hope you won´t tell on me to Freddie"...but it was hard to take him seriously.

We both smiled conspiratorially at each other. In that sense, our relationship no matter how short-lived, was special. We understood one another in thoughts. He winked at me a couple of times, tapping my beer like an old buddy.

In one moment in particular, Jim leaned over me and whispered: "You as a fan have right to be crazy, but them" ... pointing at our dancing group of friends ... " they are fucked up", he said with smile and he began to knock his finger against his forehead. An international gesture that doesn´t need an interpreter!

Jim then went to the toilets for a while, and I, like a stray sheep, followed him through crowds of oblivious dancers. He was somewhat drunk at that time and barely retained a balance. He staggered a little like a broken tree. No surprise after god knows how many Red bulls and vodkas! I was bit afraid for him, so I supported him inconspicuously by both shoulders from behind. He went to the toilet and cared too little to even close the door behind him. If anyone was looking, he would see Jim Hutton pissing in a toilet bowl in his bright canary shirt.

At that moment they played the most touching song of all, These are the Days of our lives .... I stood by the door and listened, watching the band and waited for Jim. I don´t know why, perhaps because of the fate that brought me here, I suddenly felt terrible sorrow. I was sorry for Freddie and Jim. Tears poured into my eyes. I didn´t cry, but was very close to it. Jim suddenly appeared next to me and noticed my face. "What about those tears? I hope you don´t cry", but at this stage I was lost for words. His concern made me sad even more. Something inside me forced me to caress him. I hugged him gently around his neck and put my head on his shoulder for a moment. I wanted to let him know that I am very sorry about what happened to Freddie. He did not resist. He knew he wasn´t the only one in the world who was missing him. I looked into his eyes, and I told him a sentence that I didn´t know why I said, but I strongly felt it..."Jim, he's here, he IS here." His expression was rather confused at first. "Do you believe me?" ... I said this with a seriousness and a certain degree of self-assurance that he froze for a while. He looked thoughtful. He knew what I was talking about.

I seemed to only confirm his inner conviction. He didn´t say a word. He wiped my tear away with the edge of his hand and without warning, took me firmly by the hand and led me through crowds back to our friends. There was a lot of care and love in his touch. The music was just playing and Freddie just sang "I still love you" and I knew he did.

I didn´t want to leave, but I knew I said everything I needed to. I could not leave without saying goodbye. It would be a sin after all this to just disappear into eternity. I interrupted him from the conversation with someone else, leaned over the table and said, "Jim, I'm leaving now, so I want to say goodbye, it was great pleasure meeting you." I smiled as much as my heart allowed me to and shook his hand. He stared up and thought for a moment, and then, without any hesitance said, "We do not see each other for the last time." I didn´t know at this time how true his words were.

I thought I did not understand well, so I asked again, "sorry?" and he repeated patiently and more resolutely, "I shall surely see you again," while taking my hand into his hands and kissing it gently.

He left me in amazement. I stumbled out from there perplexed but still I could hear him talking about me to someone there. He probably said he hadn´t seen a bigger nutcase in a long time, assuming from his cute teddybear smile. Gosh I loved him so much!

The next day I learned from my friends that Jim was looking next morning for his jacket that he had forgotten in his car. Few days later, I've sent him the promised photographs. Jacquie confirmed that he called in to say he had received them allright.”

2001

“...And then I returned back to Ireland in 2004.

I had the opportunity to welcome Jim to my own home in Carlow sometime in 2006. He was Stephen´s surprise. When the door opened up, I didn´t see him at first.

Then his head popped out from the side of the door and with a laugh he emerged a bit later. He hugged me like we hadn´t seen each other for million years. What I felt at that moment was indescripable. My dear Jim back in my life and in my own house!

We all sat in the living room, Jim settled down on the sofa, I was sitting on the ground and absorbed the precious moments because I knew time spent with him was only borrowed time. Then we watched Queen videos and talked about Freddie as if he were in the next room. It was so surreal. Me and Jim agreed that our favorite video was Scandal, and he just added that Freddie didn´t like it very much because he couldn´t make any creative input in it, although he loved the song.

Then we talked about his illness, about him taking up to 40 pills a day to sustain his health and he also explained the difference between AIDS and HIV, as many people still didn´t know. We have talked so much and - above all - we laughed all night, almost at everything. It was so easy to succumb to his funny personality once again and to his heartfelt laughter. He made jokes about fancying my ex-boyfriend, whom he lied on top of on the sofa. Long time ago, I´ve sent him a letter explaining to him how Freddie has impacted my life. But I've forgotten I´ve ever written it and now I was faced with the horror that I actually have sent it. I hoped he has forgotten about it, but when Jim and I met in the corridor of our house, I couldn´t but apologize to him for that letter, and for being so daring. To my surprise, he looked at me softly with his tired eyes and assured me that my letter was absolutely fascinating. Then we were interrupted by Stephen, who was just leaving a toilet and the conversation was cut short at that point. Unfortunatelly I would never have the chance to find out what was the next thing he was about to say, because I noticed he wanted to continue, if he weren´t interrupted.

When we were saying goodbye at the door, he treated me as an old friend. He simply kissed me on the lips, which utterly shocked me and made me laugh at the same time.

He invited us back to his house to have a little party, but my ex-boyfriend was not in the perfect mood and so we politely declined, which I will forever regret!

About a year after that I bumped into Jim several times in the city where we both lived, or we exchanged text messages whenever I needed to advise what room flowers would be best for our new house. Sometimes I learnt about how he´s doing through my ex-boyfriend, who used to hang out with him and drink few pints in a night bar. Once my ex confessed how Jim told him that I was a great person and he should be happy to have me. They must have been talking about me!!!!

Then I met Jim one night in the nightclub, where he was with his friends. He spent most of his time sitting in the lounge smoking a cigarette, having fun with younger girls. Wherever he was, you heard his laughter. That night my ex-boyfriend arranged for Jim and me to have a dance together.

Jim was just dancing on the dancefloor with some older woman. I remember he had his jumper tied around his waist. I just got onto the dancefloor, he looked at me all serious and pulled me close to him. It was some tediously slow song that I can´t even remember, I just know that we were staggering from side to side like two handiccaped penguins and that made me laugh hysterically.

He was such a clown! Now, however, I consider this moment as one of the most precious memories of him. It was my night.

Back in 2009, I have learned that Jim was diagnosed with cancer. My ex-boyfriend told me how concerned Jim was when informing him. He said, he wept. At that time I didn´t know how serious the situation was and I hoped Jim will get better in no time. I believed the doctors would somehow help him out of it. I saw him a little later at work when he came to our restaurant for breakfast.

I almost served him as another customer, but when I realized it was him, I pulled myself back into the kitchen and let the other girls serve him. He never noticed. I was in such state of shock. I didn´t know what to do, how to act and what to say. He was so thin, just skin and bone. His face was sinking, his eyes full of pain, a small tube leading from his nose to the oxygen device he carried in his backpack and a small canvas hat on his head. I couldn´t believe this was Jim, whom I have remembered being so full of life and joy only half a year ago. I wanted to cry like never before. I also felt embarassed by my own cowardly reaction. I wished more than anything in my life to hug him and say I loved him. I wanted to wish him a happy Christmas. But I was scared of my own tears, which would not help him in his situation.

I wrote him a message on the phone, but he didn´t respond. And then I got the terrible news. Jim died and somehow I also missed his funeral. I took a first taxi and went at least to his months Mass and visited his grave, bringing him daffodils and little white lantern with candle. It was so hard for me. His relatives stood above his grave. I said my prayers in a minute of silence. The air didn´t move and the moon was full in the night sky. It was dark and cold all around but I didn´t care.

I wanted to see him laugh and mess around like he used to. It was as if another star had disappeared and fell to the earth. If only life could last forever.”

2006-2010

Credits to Seraphiel’s blog. Please don’t repost without credits.

[a19yearoldtryinherbest]

Falling Again. [Bill Hader]

Masterlist

Prompt: Bill and his former girlfriend work together on Barry and some old feeling might be back

Pairing: Bill Hader x Female Character [without name]

Warning: Nothing. Fluff and pining.

Word count: 1802

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It had been great, writing for Barry, having a nice work environment, a great team to work with, and being part of an amazing series at an amazing network. What wasn't great was that she was working for her ex. It had been years and it wasn't like Bill acted weird because of it, matter of fact, he was as charming, nice and funny as usual, it was just because of that that she started to have feelings for him, again. Something that she deemed terrible the minute she noticed it.

She was having a late writing session with just Bill, since everyone had already left, and he said something funny that made her laugh, and right after she stopped laughing she looked at him and realized that old feeling was back, the warmth and the comfort he once gave her were there again, she was falling for him  — Oh. — she said without meaning to and Bill looked at her a little worried.

— “Oh” what? — he asked, looking at the panicking look on her face.

— I forgot, — she said, panicking even more, spitting out the first that came to mind — I have a- a date.

— Oh. — Bill's face and tone dropped a little. She noted it but tried to make nothing of it, sure her logic was out the window the second her feelings came back.

— Sorry, I have to go. — she said, rushing to pick every item that was hers even if she didn't really had a place to rush to.

— No, yeah, it's alright. See you Monday?

— Yeah, sure. I'll have the scene revised by then. — she assured, everything packed on her folder that was under her arm, she struggled to know what to do and fell into default, mumbling — Bye, Bill. — as she left.

The next week she tried to avoid him -besides letting him know her fake date had gone terribly, just in case- and hoped the feelings would go but it turned out to be almost impossible, after all he was her boss, she could only avoid him for so long. And now that she knew her feelings were back she noted her heated up cheeks every time he would smile at her, she would feel her knees tremble to his laughter, she would remember the feelings of him lips on hers whenever she would look at them. And then he asked her to help write a scene he had thought of but seemed to be stuck on.

He explained the idea he had, about Gene having Barry and Sally do the Meinser technique of going back and forth with the same line, he said he wanted for it to be awkward and almost painful to watch — So I was thinking to have them say “I'm sorry” over and over and he tries to, like- he's actually saying it to her, but... It just seems like is missing something. — she nodded, still reading the annotations around the modified, preliminary script. Bill watched her, deep in thought as she bit her lip.

The memory slip into his mind of one summer night when he was a PA on some movie and they were working on a stupid script, she had said about a High Noon type of situation, but instead of something serious is like some pizza someone ordered without asking anyone and they would have discussions over what they should've gotten instead or if the pizza would arrive late and end up being free. It was kind of dumb but she was sure it would be funny if they shot it like a western and it was treated like life or death. And she was biting her lip that night, too, as she was thinking of some dialogue for the part where the guy's trying to get the friends to put money for the pizza, and he remembered she was laughing as he played the characters and said funny things that she tried to write down while she laughed with him. He also remembered the way she would look at him after laughing so much, her hand in her stomach, adoration in her eyes and a big smile on her face as she said “I love you” and he said it back to her.

He looked at her, the memory and the present mixing a little. It wasn't the first time this happened, he had caught himself remembering things from their time together more than once, and it felt like not much had changed, because they hadn't; he would still made her laugh, she would still look at him the same.

She looked up from the script for a second to say — What if they say “I love you”?

He looked at her with amazement — Oh! That's so much better! — it clicked perfectly. He smiled at her and she smiled back, giving him the script so he could look it over. He nodded, sure it would work so much better like that — Would you read it through with me?

She doubt it for a second, unsure on what to say — Y-yeah, sure. — she said, thinking “How bad can it be?” they straightened themselves up and looked at each other while still sitting down in their chairs. She felt some heat in her body that tried to shake away, fearful he might see she was nervous.

He shook his head and shoulders a little and then looked at her — Ready? — she nodded — Ok. — he waited a second and then spoke — I love you. — she was wrong, it was bad, it was very bad. It stung, it burned and it hurt, really hurt. It was like dreaming of the thing you want but knowing it's just a dream.

“It's pretend” she reminded herself before saying the line like they had agreed on, with despise, like if she was mocking him, spitting in his face with his own words — I love you? — she looked at him, getting ready for him to say it again, for the three little words to be teasing her, hurting her, mocking her so effortlessly.

— I love you. — he said, he sounded so sincere, so sure, so regretful, so convincing. She couldn't think, her glazed eyes looked at his eyes, trying to see, to know if he meant it, if he was trying to get it off his chest in a weird way, if he was trying to let her know, if she had any chance with him. But she didn't see it.

— Sorry. — she shook her head and looked for some real thing she should say, something that wasn't a lie, something about the scene, maybe — I just- I think Gene should say something, y'know? Like, Barry takes some time to get the technique but Cousineau wouldn't just let him figure it out here, he would guide him, right?

Bill thought of it for a second and nodded — Yeah, you're right. He would explain he should react to her tone and not the words.

— Yes, he'd say something like "she's saying it like she's spitting you, and you have to hear it and incorporate it" and it would be just painful to watch them say that over and over while they're having this sort of subliminal conversation with their reactions and responses.

He smiled sweetly and melted her heart a little — That's pretty great, Jess.

She smiled — Thanks, Bill. — for a moment they both just stared lovingly he felt something deep inside him but before he could put a finger on what it was she said — C'mon, let's go, it was late enough when we decide to stay to write.

They both had few things to collect and, as they joked around, they collected them quickly. They were in the parking lot in no time, their cars were next to the other but neither of them had gotten in to drive away since Jessica was dead set on hearing the favorite voice that Bill made, it was the first imitation she heard him do and she had been obsessed with his ability to transform his voice ever since. It had been so long since she had heard him do it and she hadn't felt comfortable to ask him before that day — Common. Please.

— I just don't get why you find it funny. — he said, bringing up a valid point. It wasn't an unique thing of him like Stefon or Vinny Vinnedechi and it wasn't a really hard one either, it wasn't even a bit, it was just a noise. But he obliged and did the noise Jabba The Hut would make when he was talking, making her squeal a little before laughing her ass off. And he watched as she laughed, feeling happy to see her like that and feeling happier because he made her laugh like that. Right then he realized the old feeling was back. That warm, comforting feeling he had felt for her so long ago was back and stronger as ever. And he knew it wasn't the first time he had felt it since they reconnected.

— Oh. — he whispered without really meaning to, he was still looking at her as her laughter stifled.

She gave him a bit of a questioning look — "Oh"? — she asked, looking at the calm and sweet expression on his face. He didn't waste a second before taking her hand in his — Oh. — she smiled before he decided to go ahead and kiss her. Just the moment before their lips met it felt like a roller-coaster right before it dropped, it was excitement, fear and a rush running through their bodies, and all of the sudden he felt their lips meet and he felt the drop. Bill could feel the adrenaline rush through his body and it lingered on his fingers as he caressed her jaw before taking the back of her neck in his hand.

She felt her tummy and her knees tremble and her heart speed in her chest. It felt so familiar yet so new, his lips were the same but his movements were more confident, his hands were holding her closer like always but his arms were bigger, and, even if she would've hated to admit it, it made her melt a little. And then, he parted his lips from her's. She slowly opened her eyes and found him smiling at her.

— I- — he smiled, almost laughing with a sweet disbelief — I'm falling for you again and I didn't wanna wait around to tell you like last time.

[thefloatingstone]

Last time I made a playlist of recommended youtube channels to enjoy while in lockdown or self quarantine, I focused on individual videos while also recommending other videos from the same channel.

I thought I’d make another list only this time I’m going to be recommending playlists or series on youtuber instead of just individual videos.

This is gonna go exactly like last time, so check out any of these that might seem interesting to you, and hopefully I can give you something to look into if you want something to watch but don’t feel like watching a Netflix or Crunchyroll show.

Last time I tried to put this under a read more break but it didn’t work and I ended up posting this long-ass post on everyone’s dash. Well I decided to do so again here. hit J to skip to the bottom of the post if you don’t feel like reading this whole thing. If you’re on tumblr mobile; why?

In no particular order;

Cinemassacre movie reviews and topics

All of you already know James Rolfe as the AVGN. I started watching him before Youtube was even a thing, before he was even signed on with Screwattack. Back when his videos could only be seen on his own website (or for some reason included on the free DVD you got with the local video game magazines). However, I eventually outgrew the outrage style humour of the AVGN episodes... but then James started doing Monster Madness where he would talk about his love for horror movies, and this where I learned about his vast knowledge about movie history and even films I had never even heard mention of before! I think it’s safe to say, he got me to be interested in movie history just as much as movie production and film as a viewing experience.

I recommend this playlist which is a hodgepodge of James talking about old horror movie franchises, talking about his first experience with Power Rangers as someone who didn’t grow up with it, or how Bob Ross is a childhood hero of his. It’s an excellent play list that’s really laid back but you learn a lot of stuff from it. James is very informed for the most part and it leads you to wanting to check out a lot of these things too, just because he’s so passionate about it.

If I ever get over my weird hang up about speaking out loud, these are the kinds of videos I’d like to make.

Vinesauce Vinny: The Neverhood

Vinny is by no means a new Let’s Player, having been on Youtube for over 10 years now, but I only started watching him a few months ago. I started with this playlist when I saw he was doing The Neverhood, a game I had heard about but never seen played before. The Neverhood is a bizarre game, as a point and click PC game from the 90s where the entirety of the video game was made with stop motion and clay. Something that sounds so insane you would say it’s impossible if not for the fact that it exists. The claymation itself is extremely well done, and the game has a really weird and absurd sense of humour. Just the strangest things happen in this thing. Now couple that with Vinny’s very dry and straightforward delivery and you have probably one of the funniest Let’s Plays I’ve watched in a long time.

This is also “short” for a Let’s Play series. With only 4 parts to it, the longest video only being a bit under and hour and 30 minutes. It’ll still take up a good chunk of your time, but it’s not as daunting as some of the other Let’s Plays I’ll mention on this list.

Team Four Star: Pokemon Shield Nuzlocke

Exactly what it says on the tin. The guys from Team Four Star play Pokemon Shield with Nuzlocke rules. They’ve done several Nuzlocke runs in the past, but I find the Pokemon Shield is the best one they’ve done. Especially since a lot of the needless fluff and grinding has been edited out. So unlike some of their previous series you don’t see a lot of Kieran and Grant running in a circle for an hour trying to catch a specific pokemon or trying to get to a certain level.

It’s also hilarious as they have a lot of “house rules” for the Nuzlocke often involving the exercise bike they.... have..... for some reason.

It’s very good and the gym battles become SUPER hype with the Nuzlocke rules and the music.

Baywatching

Having been going to a few years now, watch Allison try her very best to go through and do a video series where she talks about summarises every episode of Baywatch.

.... Ever. Single. Episode.

She’s not even close to done yet (and now she’s introduced Baywatch Nights AS WELL) but her trying to explain the batshit insanity of this show, it’s over the top characters, it’s insane plots and behind the scenes weirdness with all the enthusiasm and love for this slice of 90s is amazing. Please enjoy a good thick chunk of inside jokes, silly character voices, and a whole lot of ?????

Brutal Moose: Shenmue

Probably one of the most chill channels on all of Youtube, Brutal Moose aka Ian, prefers playing games you wouldn’t think would make for good Let’s Plays. And maybe they don’t, objectively. A collection of playlists covering Truck Simulator, Nancy Drew, Hidden Object games etc etc, spliced in with old commercials from drive in theaters from the 50s,60s and 70s. Ian’s Let’s Play channel is great for just putting on and letting play for company while you’re drawing or grinding in a video game or playing Stardew or something.

I recommend his Shenmue playthrough as Ian completely fell in love with the game and went on to play both the sequel and the newly released third game. Ian genuinely adores the weird voice acting and all the menial tasks and mini-games you can do. I watched this a lot in 2018 when I was going through a rough time, and it really helped me in a strange way to just put Ian on and listen to him talk to the chat and drive a forklift around for like 4 hours straight before going to Tomato Mart or wasting all his money on the gacha machines.

A Measured Response to “In Defense of Dark Souls 2″

At some point, big name youtuber Hbomberguy made a video called “In Defense of Dark Souls II”. I’m not subscribed to Hbomberguy but I enjoyed his video on why Sherlock (the BBC show) is trash. (come to think of it I should have added that to the first list). And it seems the video on Sherlock was really good and well argued.... and it seems his “In Defense of Dark Souls 2″ video... was not.

Using subjective language, bad representation of facts, or simply outright getting certain information wrong, Hbomberguy′s video on Dark Souls II is, at best, a man trying to argue that he likes Dark Souls II because it is “Objectively good”, rather than simply accept he likes it... because he likes it.

MauLer is kind of an asshole, but I have learned more about dissecting someone’s argument and deconstructing what they have said watching his response series than I have in any english or debate class I have ever had.

The response is over 10 hours long, but this is because MauLer takes time with each and every statement he takes umbrage with, discussing what is being said, discusses why it is false or dubious, and then compares with actual facts and research.

If you ever want to know how to to distinguish subjective opinion from objective fact in someone else’s argument regarding... ANYTHING really, I highly recommend this series.

I may not like MauLer as a person, but DAMN if he doesn’t know how to deconstruct an argument in a logic, emotionless way.

John Wolfe: Maize

Maize is a stupid game. a Stupid stupid game.

It involves sentient corn, and underground secret genetics lab, a Russian bootleg teddy bear that hates everyone, sentient corn, and a crumpet.

This game IMMEDIATELY went on my wishlist after watching this playthrough. Please watch John try and figure what the actual fuck is going on in this Monty Python-eque weird black comedy. It’s stupid, it’s weird, it’s bizarre and it’s honestly one of the funniest games I’ve seen streamed.

Hollywood: a Celebration of the Silent Era

This is not a youtube playlist. I mean it IS, but what this actually is, is a TV series released in the UK in 1980 covering the Silent Film era. As it was made in 1980, it includes interviews with many of the silent film stars who were often still alive during this documentary’s production. Each episode covers a specific theme of the silent movie era. One episode is about comedies, one is about WWI, one is about Westerns etc etc.

It’s a fascinating series, because it focuses on the silent era which, in modern day, I think many people unfairly think of as “those first few years of movies before movies really became a thing.” And that’s such a shame and really not true. The artistry, camera tricks, and raw nature of this early era of film making is so important and produced films which can still be watched today easily, possibly even easier than a few modern movies as often the very fact that the films are silent means they are universal, regardless of what language you speak.

I think an episode or two might have been turned to private or copyright claimed in this playlist, but I know if you do a search on youtube you can find the episode uploaded by someone else.

Diamanda Hagan: Bonekickers

Bonekickers is the show Mathew Graham made before he went on to work on the new Dr. Who. It is about archaeologists and it is God-fucking-Awful.

It is.... look. Ok. I like Archaeology a lot. But this isn’t a show that’s bad “if you like history” or “if you know things about archaeology”. This show is bad because it doesn’t make a single fucking lick of sense, all the characters are awful and terrible, and even if you understand what’s going on in the story you’re still going to be screaming “WHY????” at the screen as each new baffling stupid piece of the puzzle slots into place.

Diamanda Hagan has 0 time for this garbage and she’s going to walk you through each episode to show you how truly horrible this piece of garbage is.

Cry Plays: Ori and the Blind Forest

With Ori and the Will of the Wisps releasing recently, now is a great time to go and watch Cry playthrough the first Ori game. an absolutely gorgeous piece of work with a beautiful soundtrack and really likeable character designs and a sweet story, Ori is a great game to put on, sit back, and just let it wash over you. Cry’s playthrough is also great because although its a Metroidvania game, Cry fast forwards the parts where he backtracks for a long period of time, so you don’t get stuck watching him run back and forth as he tries to figure out where to go next or anything like that.

Cry also recently started playing the sequel as well!

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[mickmarstookmyheart]

Life's a Sick Joke pt 9

 Pairing: Mick Mars x Reader  

Would like to start from the beginning? You are great! Here is Part 1!                      

Sidenote: As this story is under construction, I would like to warn you that those chapters which don’t have a proper title are written in the main caharcter’s POV!! Be aware!!! Be awaaare! I hope you will enjoy this storyas I did writing it, have a nice day and feel free to leave marks!     

 9. Crazy chick

(Sidenote: I know that Halloween party which MTV threw was in 1985 but let's pretend it was two years earlier. Thanks for your cooperation.)

After the concert and that little fun in the changing Doc told you that we could attend the MTV's Halloween party that night.

"So Cooper, what is your costume for tonight? Princess, witch? Or you could dress up like me. I could give some advice, you know." Tommy asked you while searching for the perfect costume in a shop down Sunset Strip. You were just walking through the isles, not searching for anything exact. You weren't in the mood. Usually, you spent Halloween with your brother and sister, playing games, watching movies, and scare the shit out of neighbors.

"Well, I don't know if I could even attend that party, Lee. It is an official party for big and famous people. And they have their official photographers so yeah...I won't dress up. I will watch you guys from the coach of the hotel room and then watch some horror films." He froze and put his hands on his hips while sending you death glares. He just walked away and finally, there was some silence. You walked over to the makeup section when Tommy came back along with Mick and Vinnie. Nikki didn't come with you, saying he has something important to do. He has been acting strangely lately or maybe it was just you always complicating things.

"Are you out of your mind, (Y/N)? Of course, you are coming with us!! There is no chance that my best friend won't be on our side and not having fun. If you won't go then shall not we!" Vinnie crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"That supposed to be a threat?" You asked giving him a fake laugh.

"I'm not saying this often, babe, but he is right. Come and have a little fun. It will be good for you. Some time-off." Mick stepped closer and cupped your face with his hands while looking deep in your eyes. "Or we won't go and I'm sure they will annoy you for the rest of life why you didn't go to that party." He said.

"Sometimes I am wondering whose side you are on." You raised your eyebrows.

"None. I'm Switzerland." He put his hands up as a defense before pecking your lips.

"That's gross." Vince covered his eyes with one of his hands.

"Hey, they are cute. Guys, I have an idea!" Tommy yelled.

"You have ideas? Wow, don't push yourself too hard." Mick muttered. "What, T-Bone?" You asked.

"You could dress up as Romeo and Juliet!!" He bit his lips waiting eagerly for our reaction. You shared a look with Mick with wide eyes.

"You know, what? That's gross. And yuck. I will rather die than dressing up as Juliet." You said.

"I couldn't agree more," Mick added.

"You are such a buzz to kill." Tommy pouted and walked away continuing looking for a costume. Mick held your hand and placed a kiss on it.

"Then I think I need to hurry up." You mumbled against Mick's lips.

"Do you need help?"

"No. I think I already have an idea." You smirked from the idea.

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"That's sick. I love it. Buy it. It will the best. You are a crazy and morbid chick you know that, right?" Vinnie told you after he gazed at your choice of costume.

"Hey, but you can't tell anyone this. I want it as a surprise." You pointed at him while watching yourself in the mirror.

"All right. It will be hard but I will try."

"Vince!" You glared at him and hit him in the arm.

"Ouch! By the way, I'm just teasing you. It's too easy." He grinned at you and left the changing booth.

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When you walked down the hall still in your casual clothes, the boys had already been there in their costumes.

"Where is your costume?" Nikki asked in his devil costume when he saw you walking down the stairs.

"Go. I will catch up. Don't look at me like that. I'm coming, don't worry." You put up your hands in defense. You took a look at each of their costumes. Your favorite was Nikki's but Mick looked badass in his, too. "Wanna bite my neck, Mr. Mars?" You smiled and pulled your hair away from your neck. He leaned closer and placed a soft kiss on it.

"Just after the party. If I bit you now then I will be able to stop." He whispered in your ears. You just giggled and then stopped when you see THAT thing in Tommy's hand.

"Tommy! Did I teach you wrong? What is that unholy item with you?" You snapped.

"It's not unholy. The opposite." He looked down the Bible and then at you. He had a devilish smile on his face when he stepped closer.

"Don't come any closer with that. Just if you want me to turn into dust." You stepped back and when he started running you did the same. "See you at the party!" You yelled back at the boys when Tommy tripped over one of the steps and fell over. "Haha. Karma!" You laughed at him and continued your way to your room to dress up and surprise them.

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Cameras were clicking and your boys were the object of them. They acted goofy as always. Tommy still had his thing with him. You looked at Vince and tried to recognize his character. You didn't really manage. You recognized that your vampire even had fake blood in the corner of his mouth and on his white shirt as well. You made your way to Doc who was on the other side of the room. Damn. The only problem was that you had to walk in front of the boys so in this case, they could easily recognize you. You quickly beetled behind the photographers and almost arrived at Doc when someone touched your shoulder making you jump a bit.

"Sorry, miss. Can I take some photos of you, please?" A guy asked and immediately did some photos not giving a fuck about your permission. You posed, of course, then most of the photographers turned around to take some photos of you. You blushed and looked at Doc for advice but he just laughed and shook his head.

"See, kiddo. You always steal the show. Moreover, you are creepy for dressing up like that." Doc said. Mick, Vince, and the Terror Twins were in the middle of posing when at least half of the photographers left them there.

"Hey, don't you want to take more photos of us?" Tommy yelled.

"Who the fuck they are taking photos of?" Nikki asked and was on his tiptoes to see something. Vince just tried to hide his smile since he exactly knew the answer.

"Okay boys now that's enough. Thank you, really." You tried to make them understand but they just didn't listen. Now you understood why all the celebrities hide in disguise in the streets.

"Holy SHIT! THAT'S, that's Cooper!!!" Tommy pushed on Nikki. Vince burst into laughing and clenched on Mick's shoulder. Mick was staring at you with wide eyes, Nikki's mouth dropped, also Tommy's. Vince gave a thumb up and patted Mick's back.

"Go, get her vampire." He said to him and pushed Mick in your way. He simply pushed the photographers from the way and stopped in front of you. You smiled at him and open your arms while turning around showing him your dress.

"You are...you are beautiful yet you are crazy. You spent too much time with those teenagers." He said while he put his hand on your waist making faces towards the photographers. You waved to the rest of the boys to come there.

"I can't believe you. How could you dress up as THE FUCKING REAPER after all those bad things?" Nikki eyed your costume when Tommy pushed him away.

"You are a Goddess!!! You are my girl. I will worship you and I will be your slave." He bent the knee and bowed his head. You kicked him a bit to make him stand up again. "You are also a weirdo, damn." Well, they were damn right about that. Being dead, even for a little bit, and dressing up as the Reaper himself was the craziest idea you ever had.

You finally gathered together and let the artists take photos of you. After that, you searched for some booze to start the party. You drank. A lot. You were already a bit dizzy when Nikki came up with the idea to play. Also, Ozzy showed up and played with you. You will spend quite a long time with this crazy guy since the Crüe will be the opener for him in North America for his 'Bark at the Moon' tour.

"Happy Day where all the ghosts throw a party in the graveyards!!!" You yelled lifting a beer bottle in your hand.

"Those are drunken teenagers, not ghosts," Mick muttered.

You played Pass it on ghost story, Candy Corn Relay Race, the Corny Game, and your favorite Deadly Wink! You were usually in a team with Vinnie since he insisted and you were too wasted to reject. The Terror Twins stack together and Ozzy annoyed Mick. Poor him. You almost managed to pick that last fucking apple from the bowl when Tommy yelled meaning they won. You spit the apple from your mouth and clapped.

"Congrats, guys!" You laughed and tripped a little due to the costume and the amount of the alcohol you consumed.

"Someone is a bit tipsy?" Mick caught you just in time and pulled you towards the dance floor. Slightly slow music was on played which was a bit too slow for the party.

"Where are we going, Dracula?" You giggled way too hard. All the guests were dancing and you didn't see any empty places to be, but Mick kept pulling you into the crowd. Well, at least that was what you thought. He opened the door and the chilly air hit you in the head. He walked you behind the house where were just a bunch of teenagers kicking into some fake graves. He took your hand and pulled closer.

"Come and have a dance with me."

You blushed and looked around. "Don't care about anything. Just dance with me." You smiled and started dancing. You were a bit shaking from either the cold and the situation. He still managed to take away your breath with his look. He must've noticed it because he took off his suit and put it in on your back.

"Thanks." You said and placed your head on his chest.

"Thank you for everything." He pulled back and kissed you passionately. The kind of kiss which told you everything. You leaned even closer not leaving a single inch between you and Mick. He groaned into the kiss and put his hand on your back to pull you closer if that was even possible. When you separated neither of you couldn't open your eyes for a moment. You were panting from the kiss.

"I should thank you. You are the reason I feel a little less broken every day. You always make my days brighter with your little and annoying things. Whenever I'm on the stage and I am stressed a bit you are always there which makes me feel better." You felt tears in your eyes and could see in his, too. "Hey don't cry. I'm sorry I didn't mean to." He wiped yours away and brushed his thumb over your cheek. "You will ruin your make up." He chuckled cleaning your face with the sleeve of his shirt.

"It's just...I think hardly anyone told me these kinds of things to me. I'm just happy that I'm important to someone. So it's just happy tears. Don't worry." You sniffed.

"I'm sorry." He took your hand again and started to dance to the music. You felt the warmth of his body, the scent of his perfume and the alcohol, and the touch of his skin. The chilly night and the light of the moon made it even better.

Next chapter

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[analogskullerosis]

17,38,55,69 (Spotify wrapped ask)

#17 - “Victorian Slumhouse” by Ratboys (https://youtu.be/kF3l21nNXUo)

The guitars and keyboards in this make me think of Mac DeMarco’s style a little. It’s just a fun song! I like the melody to it a lot and I absolutely adore Julia Steiner’s vocals and lyrics. As the kids say, stream Ratboys.

#38 - “I’ll Be Alright Without You” by Journey (https://youtu.be/BjEuyY_G640)

This is the mid-80s breakup power ballad at it’s finest, off of Journey’s last great album. Also, Neal Schon’s guitar solo on this song is some of the best work he ever did. 

#55 - “Why Can’t This Be Easy” by Red Vox (https://youtu.be/YQSU2oEcuPA)

I really like the drum beat and bass for this, and I enjoy the production on Vinny’s vocals here. “Here out so far / it’s a long way / long way back / I’ve never been so far before” were lines that resonated with me because the single came out while I was in NYC to see Dead and Company for Halloween 2019. It makes me think of being anxious and trying to navigate your way through the city. Great stuff.

#69 (nice) - “He Couldn’t Get His Poor Old Body to Move” by Brian Wilson (https://youtu.be/dJ-EGKWgx1I)

Brian Wilson (famous as being the creative leader of the Beach Boys) suffered with mental health issues for a very long time (the 2014 movie Love and Mercy is a great watch if you ever want to know more about that) which crippled him creatively. But in 1988 he finally improved enough to start making music again. His first solo album is eons better than anything the Beach Boys did in the 80s and I fell in love with it this year. I guess I liked this song a lot partly because of the lines “ Why sit hypnotized / When you can feel alive? / Take my simple advice / You've gotta get your poor old body to move”. One of the reasons I admire Brian as a writer (as with his friend Paul McCartney) is because sometimes it pays to not complicate things. Sometimes the simplest things get the job done. Some of his best compositions come from songs that have grand ideas by saying the simplest things (look at songs like “God Only Knows” or “I Just Wasn’t Made For These Times”.)

Hope you enjoyed these! Thanks for sending some numbers :)

From this post. Feel free to send a number if you’d like to know what song it corresponds with on my Spotify Top 100 Songs of 2020 list. :)

[crue-sixx]

The FUNeral

Title: The FUNeral

Fandom: The Dirt (Motley Crue Movie)

Summary: The reader has died, and her funeral is one for the record books.

Warnings: Swearing, dark humor, making a funeral more uplifting (the reader wanted people to have their last memory of her while laughing), cancer death.  If you are sensitive to any of these, please don't read.

It was late October when you had lost your battle with brain cancer, and you'd drawn your last breath.  You were alone, but you wanted it that way.  You didn't want your loved ones to see you in such a state of deterioration.   You had a last meeting with your lawyer to discuss what you'd wanted at your funeral.  When you were finished, he looked at you unsure of himself and asked "Are you sure you want to do this?  It is very unorthodox..." You assured him that it was indeed what you wanted and that you had already arranged his payment on the condition that all your instructions were followed to the letter.

Vince first got the call that you'd passed from your lawyer and given information about the funeral.  "And if you wouldn't mind bringing a beverage of your choice to be opened before the eulogy is given, that would be good..." he coughed.  Vince thought it was strange, but knowing you in life it fit right in.  After getting off the phone with the lawyer, he called Nikki, Tommy and Mick to tell them the news.

They showed up in normal funeral attire, only to be stopped by your younger sister Kathy at the door, who was wearing a pink pantsuit "Where the Hell do you think you're going dressed like THAT?"

They all looked at her, then each other "To Y/N's funeral?" Nikki offered, but she scoffed.

"That damn lawyer didn't tell you about the dress code did he?" she reached around the corner and bought out the brightest, ugliest suits they had ever seen.  Plus they all had floral patterns on them.  The four men couldn't help but giggle.

"Did you guys raid the half price prom section at Walmart?!" Tommy laughed.

"Either you go home and change into something not black or you take these" she offered.  Their houses were at least an hour away so they took the suits and changed in the bathroom.  All the arrangements had been finalized and it just so happened that your funeral fell on Halloween.  That didn't make any difference to you, you had planned what you wanted for your funeral years ago, even before you had been diagnosed with brain cancer.

You had your siblings and funeral home staff put up Halloween decorations, your casket was pumpkin orange and you had been dressed in full clown make-up and costume for your mourners to view you as you lie in state.  Your friends didn't know weather to laugh or cry, so they did both "That stupid heifer" Nikki cackled as he cried.

There was a sign on the inside of the casket lid that read "Squeeze my nose" so Tommy did it.  It make a sound like a honking duck, which sent the whole room into laughter.  When it was time to take  their seats, Kathy got up to give the eulogy.  "Alright, before I start lets take this moment to crack open whatever drinks you bought with you.  If I hear someone opening a can or bottle while I talk about my sister, I'll come down there and knock some skulls" she gave a once over the crowd, who lifted up their beers and soda cans in your honor "One...two...three!"  The sound of hissing filled the air and cracks as beverages were opened.

"My sister was always the weird one" she began "but she always had your back.  If you were kicked out of your house, her couch was always open.  If you needed a sitter, she'd watch those fuckin' kids however long you needed her to.  If you needed a shoulder to cry on, she'd just show up unannounced" Vince had to sniffle at that, you having done just that when his little girl Skylar had died.  You'd let him crash at your place, drink all your booze and drove him to wherever the fuck he wanted to go.  He didn't even call you to tell you she'd passed away, you were just outside the room while the family had absorbed the tragedy that just happened.

"This day is NOT for mourning" you sister had tears well up in her eyes "This day is for celebration.  That's why I made people who wore black change into something more colorful.  Y/N would have wanted it like that" she raised her beer in your direction and said "To Y/N, that her pain has finally ended and she can watch us make damn fools of ourselves!"

Just then, as per your instruction a very nervous funeral director pressed a button on the stereo and "Ding Dong The Witch Is Dead" from The Wizard of Oz blasted through the room, the poor man wringing his hands with anxiety the whole time.  This prompted even more crying laughter.

The whole room cheered and chugged their drinks down in one gulp.  There was to be a luncheon at your house afterward, where you had arranged the most disgusting and unsettling food to be offered.  You knew that nobody would eat it, so you also had regular food.  There was roast duck, the whole body with the head still attached on one end of the table while on the other end was a whole deep fried octopus-both of which still had their eyes.

You wanted to be cremated and your ashes made into jewelry for your closest friends to wear.  These four people being Vince, Nikki, Tommy and Mick.  You had met at a bar almost thirty years ago when a man was giving you unwanted attention.  They were about to step in when the man in question said "You'd be so much prettier if you smiled, baby!"

To this, you bit down on the capsule of fake blood you held in your mouth and flashed him a cherry red Cheshire cat grin.  You had pushed the blood out of your mouth and let it dribble down your face and onto your best Christmas sweater.  The guy looked scared shitless and walked away, all four of them laughing and buying you a round of drinks for a job well done.  

Your regular job was a music box maker; you doing the painstaking task of constructing the box, putting in the sound mechanism, making sure all the gears worked as they should and putting it all together to make a functional music box.  About a year before your diagnosis, you had been working on a surprise for Vince- a box that played Skylar's favorite lullaby when opened.  You tried your best to complete it before you got too sick, but that damn cancer hit you like a hurricane.  So your sister finished it for you.

"Hey Vinny?" Kathy pulled him aside "You know Y/N always had a soft spot for you right?"

"Yeah" he sighed "I was the one who popped her cherry back in the day" you were one of the few girls he actually felt something for, but didn't have the balls to say it to you much less himself.  His great denial took the form of him burying himself in as much snatch as he could to get his mind off you.

"Well she was working on a surprise for you before she got sick" she took the box from her bag and gave it to him, a music box in various shades of pink and in cursive the name "Skylar" written in silver glitter.  His breath caught in his throat, Kathy having to take it from him and turn the key for the music to play.  He opened the lid and the tune "Baby Mine" from Dumbo played, in the very center a small figure of a little angel with blonde hair spun around as if she were dancing.

"I love it" was all he could say, letting tears of sadness and gratitude fall "thank you..."

"Hey, Y/N started it" Kathy was crying too, her remembering that you'd loved that little girl just as much as her biological family did "I just finished up following her plans..." 

A few weeks later, they all got their rings in the mail with the note "So you'll always have a piece of me with you close by..." and on the back it continued "Dumbasses"

[glasyasbutch]

Based on this post. 

im gonna do what rebekah did and discuss the potential of oc /oc ships. However i have 10 of them on this blog and i will not be doing this 45 times so im limiting myself to active ocs only, which puts me at 16, which is still a lot but this blog is for me and im a slut for my own characters. (I tried to do it in the tags but tumblr cut me off cause its lesbophobic.) lets get crackin.

gildy/anyone: no. thats grandma. now this isn't to say that i won't ship gildy with anyone; i have before and will again; but it's got to be someone her own age which no other oc is close to (rip to that one npc who made magic ceramics in her first campaign that i was tryna date before the campaign fell apart)  Verdict: No Cradle Robbing

craving/tov: oh GOD it would go so bad . they both hate themselves so much and manifest it as a brusque aggressiveness they'd fucking attack each other within hours. even a one night stand might be pushing the limits of their patience. Verdict: Do Not Recommend

craving/ezra: i would LOVE to watch these two sit down and talk about philosophy; because they have genuinely the exact opposite takes on life. they both got dunked on and had someone important taken from them at a young age and craving said FUCK IT im gonna be mean since the world hates me and ezra said FUCK IT im gonna be nice and hope the world loves me back eventually. and it would be so fucking interesting to see them try and convince the other why they're right. however. should not date. Verdict: Bad Romantic Material

craving/nissy: this would go literally the exact same way as nissy and zier. like the ExACT same way. they'd find each other attractive at first; make it a few weeks or something; the sexiness would wear off and they'd find each other insufferable but Not want to break up because they're stubborn and also getting something out of dating the other one. (craving likes that nissy's rich and also his cool shadow guy; nissy likes that craving's all about 'fuck the system' and also maybe a teensy little bit is into the idea of getting a glasya pact too). if they were to meet nakoria in this universe they also would both fuck her and then not tell the other about it. Verdict: Hilarious But Unsustainable.

craving/ebbie: i literally can't even conceptualize this. i c. i can't. i think ebbie would be genuinely terrified of craving. Verdict: No.

craving/roona: Ohhhhhhhh YES baby. mischief squad in the fucking HOUSE. they would get along absolutely fantastically i think. No impulse control, so many crimes! neither of them would really be ones to try and make it work long term but they'd have a fucking AMAZING couple months together and part on good terms. Plus craving has a thing for short girls Verdict: Good Short Term Ship.

tov/ezra: other people would ship them because they have such similar vibes. but i dont think either of them necessarily would want to date for exactly that reason. now you might say but didnt tov fall in love with savra because they have similar backstories? yes BUT they're at very different points in their recovery. ezra and tov are too close. come back to it once both their campaigns are over and they might make a very sweet couple. Verdict: Slow Burn 250k Words

tov/nissy: i feel like tov would take one look at nissy and kind of just. leave. nissy would be into tov tho. he likes the rugged bad boy vibes. he'd think he was mysterious and handsome. and we know he seems to have a thing for sorcerers. Verdict: One Sided Crush

tov/ebbie: they'd get along Really well but it'd be more of a mentor/mentee dynamic. they both like to build things and want to find simple softness in the world but don't trust that they can have it. ebbie has a much more excited and babbly demeanor bc he's a Loud Anxious and tov is much more laid back and calmer because he’s a Quiet Anxious. tov would see him as a kid that’s probably gonna turn out ok, but i dont know if he’d really be able to tell that ebbie’s got some fucked up in there. ebbie would be way better at seeing through tov’s walls, and would follow him around almost like a lost dog bc tov like. Actually Gets Him and he wants to learn as much as he can and you know what if there’s a baby crush there, there’s a baby crush there. Verdict: I Hate To Say It But This One’s A Notice Me Senpai

tov/roona: roona would call tov a narc within 30 seconds of meeting him and any Possible feelings on his end would die instantly. Roona would be far more into teasing him than into him. It’d be a cute dynamic where they act like they can’t stand each other and insist that they’re not even friends but like when it comes down to it, they have a fairly good time together and will defend each other against anyone else trying to fuck with them. Bonus Points for them both being super gullible.  Verdict: Only I Get To Be Mean To Them

ezra/nissy: on paper, they’re both like trying to be heroic good guys and struggling a little bit, so they should get along. But like in practice. Oh my god. they couldn’t fucking STAND each other but they’d have to because they’re trying to do the same things more or less and like, Ezra is trying SO HARD to find selflessness in Nissy and Nissy is trying SO HARD to make Ezra care literally At All about himself, and anyone who interacts with them trying to adventure is kinda just like uh ...... you know i’ll just wait while you two work this out. Verdict: Buddy Cop Dynamic

ezra/ebbie: i really don’t have strong feelings about this one like, i think they’d get along fine. they’re both just kinda dudes trying to do good and they’d vibe with each other but they’re not quite as similar as ebbie and tov to have any kind of strong dynamic. it’s like when two bus drivers wave at each other while passing in the street and its like YAHOO for one second and then they’ve passed each other. Verdict: If You’re Into Bland Ships To Self Project On

ezra/roona: very good friendship dynamic here. ezra knows that there’s good in roona and is content to wait with her while it worms its way out, and roona is glad to have someone to check her and occasionally get talked into doing some stupid shit. ezra gets a new baby sister, roona gets a second vinny. Verdict: It’s Familiar But Not Too Familiar

nissy/ebbie: ajskdfjsdjfisdjfsakfdjfdsakljfisaodf sadfkdsajfasdjfasfsdfjsiof hsadfjsdfsahfsdfjsdoifhsdf Verdict: Hhsdfkjasdhiuf 

ebbie/roona: so. ebbie has had to deal with an unstable 11 year old before, and keep her out of trouble, and roona has had a vinny to pull her out of bad situations before, so they like. Half understand the dynamic between them. Ebbie’s too much of a pushover though, or Roona’s too little of one, and so instead of like being a voice of reason that actually stops the bad ideas ebbie’s more just getting dragged into situation after situation that he is NOT comfortable and having to smooth everything over when all’s said and done. and like, they still enjoy each other’s company when they’re not in deep shit. they both lean pretty heavily towards same gender rather than not, so like they probably wouldn’t be into each other, but there’s a slight chance.   Verdict: Disney Channel Original Movie Protagonist + Scared Best Friend Dynamic

nissy/roona: you’d think it’d go badly, and by all accounts it should, but it doesn’t. nissy loves how spontaneous and wild roona is and loves the freer side of him that it brings out, and roona likes nissy’s careful intelligence that can be equally well applied to proper societal actions and also stupid pranks. low wis gang gets each other’s impulsiveness and doesn’t judge when things go wrong, but they’re always by each other’s sides to help get the other out of a pickle. they both stick out like sore thumbs in a crowd and don’t mind bouncing around from place to place because home isn’t really somewhere they want to head back to, but it’s alright, because they have consistency in each other. god fucking damn it i’m actually into this.  Verdict: Bastards In Love