#my handsome hacker

[imperfect4youu]

he is so gorgeous😮‍💨

[deansbeer]

a quiet kind of forever ・ VHACKER. ៸៸៸ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ! ♡ pinned library

SYNOPSIS. morning cuddles with a shirtless vinnie in his parents' backyard patio? yeah, you're definitely living the dream. his strong taut arms. seattle mornings. whispered confessions. a love story told in soft kisses and the scent of pine.

WARNING(S). fluff | kissing | fem!reader | domestic fluff | established relationship.

KARI NOTES. i haven't written for him in what feels like ages. i genuinely feel so bad. anyway! so this cute lil fic idea was based off this TIKTOK of him && poncho. i can't stress enough how good he looks. this was kept on repeat btw.

the morning sun filters through the trees surrounding vinnie's parents' home in seattle, casting dappled shadows across the back patio. you're wrapped in vinnie's arms, your body pressed against his as you both stand outside, enjoying the crisp air and each other's company.

vinnie's wearing black baggy sweatpants that hang low on his hips, showcasing the perfect v-line of his abdomen. he's shirtless, his tattooed skin on full display in the soft morning light. his black fitted cap sits backwards on his head, a few strands of curls peeking out from underneath. you can't help but admire how effortlessly handsome he looks, even in his casual attire.

your outfit is equally relaxed - a black cropped tank top that reveals a sliver of your midriff, paired with light gray baggy sweatpants and white socks. your hair is clipped back messily, still tousled from sleep. it's clear you both just rolled out of bed, drawn outside by the beautiful morning and the desire to be close to one another.

your hands rest loosely around vinnie's bare torso, fingers tracing idle patterns on his warm skin. his own hands are settled on your lower back, thumbs rubbing small circles just above the waistband of your sweatpants. the touch is gentle, almost absent-minded, but it sends little shivers of pleasure up your spine.

vinnie dips his head to the side, pressing a soft kiss to your hair. his lips trail down to your ear, where he nips playfully at your earlobe. you can feel his warm breath against your skin as he whispers, "you're so beautiful in the morning, you know that?"

you can't help the smile that spreads across your face, burying your chin deeper into his shoulder to hide your flushed cheeks. "shut up," you murmur, but there's no real protest in your voice.

he chuckles, the sound low and rumbling in his chest. "nah," he replies, placing another kiss just below your ear. "i love seeing you like this - all soft and sleepy and mine."

your heart swells at his words, and you press a kiss to his bare shoulder. your lips linger on his skin, savoring the warmth. "i love being here with you," you admit softly. "seeing where you grew up, meeting your family... it feels all so special."

vinnie's arms tighten around you, pulling you even closer. "it is special," he agrees. "having you here, in my hometown... it's like two parts of my world coming together."

you lift your head to meet his gaze, struck by the sincerity in his eyes. sometimes it still amazes you how this boy, who seems so confident and carefree to the rest of the world, can be so vulnerable and open with you.

"i'm glad i'm here," you tell him, reaching up to cup his cheek. your thumb brushes over the light stubble on his chin, and he leans into your touch.

vinnie turns his head to press a kiss to your palm, then grins mischievously. "me too. although, i gotta say, i'm a little worried about leaving you alone with my mom. who knows what embarrassing stories she'll tell you."

you laugh, shaking your head. "oh, i'm counting on those stories. i need all the dirt i can get on little vinnie hacker."

he groans dramatically, but the smile never leaves his face. "i knew this was a mistake. you and my mom are going to team up against me, aren't you?"

"absolutely," you confirm with a nod. "it's my solemn duty as your girlfriend to collect as many embarrassing childhood stories as possible."

vinnie's eyes soften at the word 'girlfriend', and he leans in to capture your lips in a sweet kiss. when he pulls back, he's smiling that smile that never fails to make your heart skip a beat. "well, as long as you still like me after hearing all those stories, i guess i can't complain too much."

you pretend to consider this, tapping your chin thoughtfully. "hmm, i don't know. what if i find out you were, like, a total goof in middle school? that might be a deal-breaker."

vinnie laughs, the sound echoing in the quiet morning air. "baby, i hate to break it to you, but i was definitely a goof in middle school. probably still am, if we're being honest."

you grin, sliding your hands up his back to rest on his shoulder blades. the movement brings your bodies even closer together, and you feel vinnie's breath hitch slightly. "good thing i like goofs, then," you tease.

vinnie's eyes darken a bit as he looks at you, his gaze dropping to your lips. "oh yeah? how much do you like them?"

you lean in, your lips barely brushing against his as you speak. "why don't you find out?"

before you can close the distance, vinnie suddenly spins you around, pulling your back against his chest. his arms wrap around your waist, and he rests his chin on your shoulder. "nuh-uh," he says, his voice playful. "you can't distract me that easily. we're out here to enjoy the morning, remember?"

you laugh, leaning back into his embrace. "fine, fine. i guess the view is pretty nice."

and it is. from the back patio, you can see the lush green of the surrounding trees, their leaves rustling gently in the morning breeze. the sky is a clear, pale blue, with just a few wispy clouds drifting lazily overhead. it's peaceful in a way that's different from the constant buzz of activity you're used to in california.

vinnie hums in agreement, his chest vibrating against your back. "it is," he says, "but i think my view is better."

you roll your eyes, even though he can't see it. "that was cheesy, even for you."

"you love it," he retorts, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

you don't bother denying it, because you both know it's true. instead, you lean your head back against his shoulder, closing your eyes and just breathing in the moment. the fresh morning air, the warmth of vinnie's body against yours, the quiet chirping of birds in the distance — it all combines to create a perfect, peaceful bubble that you wish you could stay in forever.

vinnie seems to be thinking along the same lines. "we should do this more often," he murmurs, his lips brushing against your ear. "just... be together. no phones, no cameras, no schedules. just us."

you nod, reaching down to lace your fingers with his where they rest on your stomach. "i'd like that," you agree softly. "although i'm not sure how we'd manage it with your crazy schedule."

he sighs, nuzzling into your neck. "we'll figure it out," he says with determination. "i'll make time. you're worth it."

your heart swells with affection, and you turn in his arms to face him again. "you're a pretty awesome boyfriend," you tell him, your hands coming to rest on his chest.

vinnie grins, that cocky, charming smile that first caught your attention all those months ago. "i know," he says with a wink.

you laugh, shaking your head at his antics. "and goofy, too," you tease.

"the goofiest," he agrees solemnly, before breaking into another grin.

you can't resist anymore. you rise up on your toes, pressing your lips to his in a soft, sweet kiss. vinnie responds immediately, one hand coming up to cradle the side of your neck as he deepens the kiss.

when you finally pull apart, you're both a little breathless. vinnie rests his forehead against yours, his eyes closed and a content smile on his face. "i love you," he whispers, so quietly you almost miss it.

your heart skips a beat. it's not the first time he's said it, but it still sends a thrill through you every time. "i love you too," you whisper back, your fingers tracing the lines of the snake tattoo over his collarbone and neck.

vinnie opens his eyes, meeting your gaze with so much warmth and affection that it almost overwhelms you. "yeah?" he says, his voice soft and a little awed, as if he still can't quite believe it.

"yeah," you confirm, smiling up at him. "always."

he kisses you again, slow and deep, pouring all his feelings into it. when you break apart this time, you're both grinning like idiots.

"come on," vinnie says, taking your hand. "let's go inside. i think i smell mom making pancakes."

as you follow him back into the house, your hand in his, you can't help but feel grateful for this moment - for the chance to see this side of vinnie, to be a part of his world in a way that feels so intimate and so real. you know that moments like these — quiet, perfect, and filled with love — will always be worth it.

[untilwedont]

EMO

Eat Me Out

pairings; vinnie hacker x m!reader

genre: smut (slowburn.. kinda)

rq: vinnie is eating his bf out until one of the house members knocks on the door. in vinnies eyes, that doesn’t mean stop! he picks up m/n, brings him to the door, and makes him open and talk with it slightly cracked. also getting ate out like his life depends on it.

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it started off as a normal Saturday morning. you woke up to the sun peeking through the dark blinds, filling the room with a dim light. feeling a strong pair of arms wrapped around your waist, you stretched slightly, rubbing your eyes. you slightly scoot your position, giving yourself access to face your sleeping beauty, vinnie.

a small smile crept onto your face as you examined his sleeping figure. his lips slightly parted as he let out a soft, small snore. you softly placed your hand on the side of his cheek, caressing it slowly as some of his blonde hair fell onto his face. his face scrunched a little as be begin to stir, seemingly starting to wake up.

his eyes opened, blinking a little before coming to reality. he smiled a little, noticing your face. “goodmorning sleepy head.” you said with a smile, your thumb still caressing his cheek. “mornin’ handsome.” he replied, leaning in to give you a quick kiss on the forehead. he pulled you closer towards him, resting his head on top of yours.

you both stayed like that for a few minutes, enjoying each other’s soft breathing. “mh.. alright vin, we gotta get up, we have a lot to do today.” you said, your voice slightly muffled from his chest before fixing your position. “c’mon..” he groaned, “we can’t stay in bed for a little longer?” he asked, still holding you close despite you trying to get out of his arms.

“no..” you replied, mocking his groan. “we have errands today.. and we still needa eat breakfast..” you said, before feeling his hand slide down your back. vinnie smiled to himself, gliding his hand towards your ass, pulling you close until your bodies were touching. “i have my breakfast right here in front of me..” he said, whispering in your ear before kissing your cheek, down to your neck.

“mh.. vinnie, not right now..” you said, slightly trying to pull yourself out of his grasp, but he wouldn’t budge. deep down inside you, you were kinda hoping he wouldn’t. “c’mon, baby, we can.. do those errands later.” he said, inbetween kissing your neck. you huffed slightly before laying down on your back, giving him easier access to your neck… and your entire body as you ran your hands through his messy curls.

vinnie was practically worshipping your body, kissing down from your neck to your stomach, lifting your shirt up before you pulled it off. soft little moans left your mouth as Vinnie continued to leave kisses over your body, before moving to the hem of your sweats, looking up at you for confirmation. you gave him a quick nod, giving him consent as he pulled the strings from your sweats, making them loose.

he quickly slid them off, along with your underwear, leaving you bare. “now this is a breakfast I could eat any hour of the day.” he teased, really having a way with his words. “shut up..” you mumbled, a small smile creeping up on your face as you felt your cheeks burn a small shade of red. “just speakin’ truth.” he shrugged, pulling you closer to him by your legs.

you wrapped your legs around him, feeling his breath against your entrance as he leaned in. Before you knew it, you felt his tongue lick against your hole, gaining a small moan from you. Your hands intertwined with his hair, grabbing a small chunk as he continued to eat you out. “fuck.. vinnie..!~” you cried out, slightly squirming around.

he grabbed your thighs, keeping you in place. the way he moved his tongue made you feel like you were in pleasure heaven, but that feeling was quickly taken away with you both heard a knock on the door. vinnie groaned a little “can’t I enjoy my breakfast in peace?” he murmured to himself. just before you could say anything, an idea popped into vinnie’s mind. an idea that probably wouldn’t be very ideal for you..

you let out a little yelp as you felt vinnie pick you up and bring you to the door. “vinnie, what’re you doing..?!” you whispered before he set you down. “i’m not letting a stupid interruption ruin my meal. so, go on, answer the door. i’ll just.. get back to eating.” he whispered with a small smirk. before you could protest, there was another knock on the door.

you groaned a little as vinnie got onto his knees. rolling your eyes, you cracked open the door. “yeah?” you asked through the crack. “er.. why do you have the door cracked open?” a voice asked from the other side.. the voice none other than thomas. before you could respond, you felt vinnie’s tongue against your entrance once more. you quickly placed a hand over your mouth, denying a moan that could’ve came out if you weren’t quick enough.

“u-uh, n-no reason..! vinnie’s sti-ll sleeping, just don’t w-wanna wake him up, y’know?” you tried your best to speak properly, but the way vinnie moved his tongue made it very hard to do so. “oh..? uh, okay.. i guess.” thomas replied, not really seeming to have believed you. you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to contain any moan that dared to come out.

“uh, anyways, do you know if vinnie’s gonna wake up anytime soon? gotta ask him somethin’.” thomas said through the door.. little did he know vinnie was already awake, eating out his precious little boyfriend with no shame. “d-dunno.. soon.. s-soon, i’d assume..” you replied. It was getting harder and harder to speak, and even more harder to contain your moans. you were just praying that his conversation would end sooner than later.

but, vinnie wanted to make things more difficult for you. alongside eating you out like you were a full course meal, he slid his hand towards the base of your cock, smearing your leaked pre-cum all over it. biting your lip as hard as you could, a small whimper managed to leave your mouth. “everything okay in there, m/n?” thomas asked, seeming to have hear your whimper. “Y-yeah, yeah, everything..- e-everythings fine! l-look, i’ll let you know when vinnie’s awake, o-kay?” you replied, trying to play it off, as well as trying to end the conversation as quickly as you could.

“alright, well… i’ll talk to you later then. breakfast is already made, it’s in the microwave, just heat it up.” he replied, before you heard footsteps retreat. “W-will do, thanks!” you said, before quickly shutting the door, letting out a loud moan that you so badly wanted to let out. “took him long enough.” vinnie said against your hole. “fuck you..” you groaned, resting your head against the door.

“oh, don’t be like that. i’ll make it up to you.. right now.” vinnie said.

although you weren’t facing him, you could see the smile vinnie had on his face. you wanted to punch the man, but once you felt his cock slap gently against your ass, you made the decision to beat his ass later.

[five-rivers]

Tuck's Labyrinth

[Phic Phight Phill Phor @mistythefifth!]

Tucker was a lot of things.  A genius.  A first-rate bachelor.  A carnivore.   A snack.  A geek.  Unbelievably handsome.  An Esperantist.  God’s gift to women (and men of good taste).  A gamer.  Cool beyond cool.  A hacker.  Eminently eligible.  A ghost hunter.  Drop-dead gorgeous.  A hobbyist archer.  A magnet for Cupid’s arrows.  The reincarnation of an ancient and possibly evil pharaoh.  Bootylicious. The best friend of the personification of memento mori and also Danny Fenton.  And, most importantly, too fine.  

He was not, however, in any way equipped to deal with this.  

“It's so obvious,” said Wes.  “If you'd just open your eyes–”

“You're the one who needs to open his eyes.  Or at least get checked for colorblindness.”

“Do you hear yourself?  If even you think it's reasonable to mix up Fenton and Phantom just by swapping colors–”

“Uh, one, it isn't, and, two, I was talking about coming to school wearing… that.”

Paulina pointed a manicured fingernail in the direction of Wes's clothing, which was, in her defense, a particularly eye-searing combination of flannel plaid jacket, striped t-shirt, novelty camouflage pants, and bright orange boots.  Even Tucker didn't dress like that.  Regularly.  Wes hunched in on himself.  

“It's laundry day,” he said. 

“Your mama's washing your shoes too, huh?”

“Shut up,” said Wes.  “I don't need to take this from a necrophiliac.”

“You–!”

Tucker couldn't take much more of this.  “You guys do know that there's an actual evil ghost in here somewhere?  You know, the one who turned the school into a maze and trapped us in it?”

“I don't know what you're worried about,” said Wes, “Fenton's not going to leave you here.”

Paulina scoffed.  “Fenton's hiding in a closet somewhere. Mi amor, Phantom, on the other hand, will beat up that nasty ghost and sweep me off my feet at any moment.  You can thank me now.”

Tucker loved Danny like a brother, but these guys had way too much faith in a guy who'd once lost a fight with a grocery bag.  (Long story.)

“That's great,” said Tucker.  “But may I remind you: giant maze.”

Wes rolled his eyes.  “Mazes are easy.  You just have to make all right turns.  You can stop the performance already.”

“My what?”

“You know, hyping up your lying friend.  Being a ghost doesn't make him cool.”

“Nothing could make any of you cool,” said Paulina, “but Mr. Delusional is right.  Mazes are easy.”

“You're calling me delusional, when you're–?!”

“Okay, okay,” said Tucker.  “So, three things.  One, the right hand turns thing is only good for getting out of a maze, not for finding people in it.  Two, it only works if you start with a wall that connects with the outside.  And, most importantly, for it to work, you have to actually be doing it.”

Tucker was definitely channeling Danny, or maybe Sam, but there was such a thing as being too laid back.

“Well, we're not stopping you,” said Paulina, examining her fingernails.  “Go run off and do whatever.  I'll tell Phantom when he comes to rescue me.  Probably.”

“Hey, wait, no, Fenton's coming for him–”

Yeah, Tucker wished he could leave.  But these two had no ghost fighting experience, would throw themselves at a ghost if they thought it would get Danny's attention, and would throw themselves at each other if Tucker wasn’t here.  Heck, they were doing it with him here. 

Sam probably would have left, which meant that he was channeling Danny.  

This was terrible.  How did Danny do this?

“Look,” said Tucker, interrupting the argument.  “Even if you think that we’re going to be rescued, we don’t know when and we don’t know if there are other ghosts around who could attack us.  We need some kind of a plan.”  

Paulina and Wes stared at him.  

“Other than just waiting to be rescued,” clarified Tucker.  He waved at the ‘room’ around them.  “We aren’t even somewhere we can barricade, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t see a drinking fountain or a bathroom anywhere.”  They were, in fact, in a fairly featureless stretch of hallway, complete with lockers, slightly-cracked linoleum, and buzzing fluorescent lights.  The locker numbers were non-sequential and had three more digits than the highest-numbered real lockers at the school.  

“I never go to the bathroom at school,” said Wes.  “That’s where they get you.”

“Dude,” said Tucker.  “Like, how?  Do you not drink or what?”

“I don’t drink at school.  If I did, I’d have to use the bathroom.”

“No wonder you’re so crazy,” said Paulina.  “I’d say that you should just go to the bathroom with your friends, like a normal person, but you don’t have any of those.”

“I do too!”

“Yeah?  Who?” asked Paulina.  

Tucker listened, too.  And took out his PDA.  This would be good data for his all-school relationship map.  

(Hey, it was an important multi-function tool.  How was he supposed to know who to ask out without it?  Or who to blackmail with what if someone more credible than Wes Weston found out Danny’s secret?)

“I’m not going to tell you.  You’ll just say that they aren’t real.”

Ooh.  That was just sad.  Tucker put his PDA away.

“Well, now I am,” said Paulina.  

There was a sudden, startling chime from the PA system.  Tucker looked around, trying to find the speaker.  

“Hi, so, first off, don’t panic,” said Danny’s voice.  

That… was maybe not the best way for Danny to start.  Jeez.  

“Oh!  Oh!  It’s Phantom!” said Paulina, bouncing distractingly.  

“It’s Fenton,” said Wes, “and it’s about time.”

“And, secondly, no, I haven’t found the office.  I’m possessing the PA system.  And, no, I can’t hear you, unless you find one of the PA buttons and–”

There were a series of beeps, followed by shouting, followed by a screech of feedback.  

“--ough of that!” said Danny, getting control of the system again.  “So, if you can get to a button, I can hear you, but I can’t teleport you out, so that’s kind of pointless.  Unless you’re being attacked or something.  Which could be happening.  This guy named himself Daedalmouse, which sort of implies the existence of a Mousotaur, and I’ve been fighting a lot of ghost rats trying to find him.  I’m pretty sure that finding him and beating him up will undo the whole labyrinth thing, but I don’t know how long it will take – yes, I know about the right hand wall trick, but that only works for getting out of mazes that are, you know, following the laws of physics, and not finding crazy ghosts that aren’t following the laws of physics.  I’ll try to check in by possessing the speakers every couple of hours, but in the meantime, hang tight, find places with water, all that survivalist stuff.  If you find a way out, go for it, but no Icarus stuff.  Icarus,” mumbled Danny, sounding distracted.  “Icarus.  Icar-mouse?”  The PDA system chimed again, and then fell silent.  

Except for everyone mashing the buttons, but that was just unintelligible noise and didn’t count.  

“The ghost is named Deadmau5?” asked Paulina.  “What a rip off.”

“He said Daedalmouse.  Like Daedalus?  From Greek mythology?  Ringing any bells?” asked Wes.  

“Whatever,” said Paulina.  “I bet you don’t even know who Deadmau5 is.”

Tucker breathed in slowly through his nose.  “Let’s at least find one of the call buttons so that we can, you know, call for help?  Hello?  Wes?  Paulina?”  Tucker sighed and adjusted his glasses.  “Or so that we can call Phantom when he gets on next?”

“Please, like you need the announcement system to call your best frie–”

“Yes, and then once Phantom knows where I am, he will come and rescue me,” said Paulina, skipping down the hallway.  

“Sure,” said Tucker.  He started walking.  He didn’t want Paulina to get too far ahead.  “Are you coming, Wes?”

“You could just call him,” said Wes.  “On your phone.”

As a point of fact, Tucker had already tried that.  It didn’t work.  “I don’t have Phantom’s number, Wes.”

“I hate you so much.  All of you.”

“I know, Wes.”   

.

“Oh!  Look at that!” said Paulina, pointing around the corner.  

Tucker ran forward - well, jogged, they’d been walking for a while, vainly searching for a classroom door - thinking she’d seen a ghost.  She hadn’t.  

They all looked at the vending machine, hungrily. 

Paulina ran forward and punched in a number on the vending machine keypad, then stopped and turned back to Tucker and Wes.

“Do, like, either of you have any money?”

“Aren’t you rich or something?” asked Wes.  

“Which is how you know I’ll pay you back,” said Paulina.  She flipped her hair over her shoulder.  “I can’t believe that the one time I leave my purse in my locker during school, this happens.”

“Is it still school property if it’s in a nightmare ghost maze?” asked Tucker, because there was jerky in there, and his ultra-predator instincts needed fuel, darn it.  “We can always say the ghost broke it.”

“Okay, but, like, how?” asked Paulina.  “I’m not breaking my nails on this thing.”

“Just move,” said Tucker, pulling out his PDA and nudging Paulina to the side.  He probably had some dongle or other that would connect to the vending machine.  Not this one…  Not that one…  There, he could slide that into the card reader and then just run the program.  He hadn’t tested this before, so he had no idea if it would–

Tucker didn’t have Danny’s ghost sense, but after over a year of ghost hunting, he’d picked up a few things.  Like when a ghost was about to cream him.  Unfortunately, he still didn’t have much of a skill set when it came to what to do when he noticed a ghost was about to cream him.  He looked over his shoulder.  

Yep.  That was a giant ghost rat, all right.  

He dropped his PDA, then threw himself to the floor as the rat jumped straight at his head.  It hit the vending machine, sending it crashing to the floor.  Paulina screamed and ducked around the corner.  Wes stared, frozen.  

Tucker shoved his hands in his pockets and pulled out his lipstick laser.  He spun the top and started firing.  The rat yelped.  He loved this thing so much.

But giant ghost rats had thicker skin than the typical animal ghost, because it jumped on Tucker, knocking the laser out of his hands.  He and the rat rolled around, wrestling.  

Man, all this scene needed was some fire, and then it’d be straight out of that one mov–

Paulina came screaming back around the corner, carrying a large cork board over her head.  It was covered in motivational posters with slogans like ‘If someone tells you that you cannot become immortal, they are liars,’ ‘Doesn’t it make sense that a lot of witch hunts are witch hunts because it’s your birthday?’ and ‘If we all work together we can make the north pole collapse under its own weight.’  

She slammed the board down on the rat’s head and it sort of staggered off Tucker, twitching.  It was a good thing it was too stupid to go intangible.  Paulina had used enough force that Tucker would have some broken ribs if the rat was smart.  

But the rat’s disorientation was momentary.  It turned back to Paulina and Tucker, teeth bared.  Which was when Wes started shooting the rat with the lipstick laser.  The rat yelped and twisted to face him, levitating up into the air, which in turn gave Tucker enough time to roll to his feet and activate his wrist ray.  

He didn’t like the wrist rays as much as the lipstick laser, they were harder for him to aim, but at this range, that hardly mattered.  After being hit a few dozen times, the rat ran away, squeaking.  

“Thanks,” said Tucker.  “That was–  Thanks.  Can I have that back?”

Wes, pale faced, handed the lipstick laser back to Tucker like it was a loaded gun…  Which wasn’t exactly inaccurate…  

“That was so gross,” said Paulina, holding her hands out in front of her as if they were contaminated.  Tucker didn’t know what her problem was, she hadn’t even touched the rat.  

“Yeah,” agreed Wes, who hadn’t even been near the rat, breathlessly.  He was getting some of his color back, though, so that was good.  Tucker never knew what to do when people passed out.  Unless those people were Danny, in which case what to do usually involved evacuation, ghost first aid, and deciding how many days to tell Danny he’d been out for when he woke up.  

“Could’ve been worse,” said Tucker.  “Luckily, you had me.  Tucker Foley, too fine.”

Paulina and Wes stared at him, lips starting to curl.  Tough crowd.  

How did Danny do this?

Tucker shrugged, discarding the thought, and walked over to the vending machine.  He rescued his PDA - the reinforcement upgrades were really paying off! - kicked the machine to shake off some of the broken glass, and reached in to pull out a packet of jerky.  It had his name on it.  Metaphorically speaking.  

“Are you really going to eat that?” asked Wes.  “That thing was all over you.”

“Well, yeah,” said Tucker, peeling open the packet.  “But it was dead, so…”

“It could have the plague,” said Wes.

“Then I’m already dead,” said Tucker.  “Since it was all over me and all.  Ooh, this type has cheese in it.”  He took a bite and the walls shimmered.  The next thing Tucker knew, he was standing on the front lawn of the school, along with the rest of the student body.

“We’re out?” asked Wes.  

“Phantom saved us,” said Paulina, clasping her hands together, her previous disgust forgotten.  “I knew he would.  Next time, I’ll have to give him a hero’s reward.  Fate is so cruel, to keep us apart.”

Wes scoffed.  “He literally sits two rows behind you in almost every class you have.”

Tucker took a deep breath, anticipating the argument, then turned and walked away.  They were out of the maze.  It wasn’t his problem anymore.  He could enjoy his jerky.  

High overhead, Tucker heard Danny scream.  “It was about the ‘mice’ finding the cheese in your stupid maze?  Why the heck are you Ancient Greek themed if you’re just a mad scientist?!”

[robloxgamerfan135]

NOLI X READER

(I’m going to make a survivor reader and a killer reader btw)

WARNING: ooc, possibly short or idk, cringe, boring, bad writing.

HEADCANON (survivor)

when they first met you,they didn’t rlly care much tbh but for some time to time..they started grow feelings woth you (SOMEHOW)

They well let you be the lms

They're pretty confused of why they are feeling so.. fuzzy in their chest

Although, theres a possibility that they cannot give affection to you since your a survivor...and bc of the Spectre....

BUT they might give you affection in secret

If you get into a secret relationship in secret than okie dokie....also one of you did confess (idk who first tho)

If one of the survivers find out about that you are in a secret relationship with noli some of them would be shocked, some of them would be confused and idk

Killers? Yeah nope nuh uh lets pretend that they don't know shit

Teases you alone lols

A little big a fan of PDA but still hes fine with it

KILLER reader headcanon:

Loves the crap out of you

Thinks that your a badass AND beautiful/handsome asf (yes reader gender neutral tehehe)

Still teases you tho

Well cheer for you when you're in rounds

IF he can help you in rounds,than he would be happy to

If you were also a hacker than zoo wee mama hes gonna try to rizz you up

But if you weren't a hacker but just a normal killer than oh well wgaf he would still love you and thinks that your beautiful/handsome asf and also a badass

Ok i hoped you enjoyed reading thes cuz i tried my best i think

[devotedfem]

→ Darkweb

Synopsis: In your 4 years working for the FBI you never witnessed something like this. An unknown hacker that stole all of your confidential files has been blackmailing you for weeks. The only thing he asked in return to not leak confidential information, it's a "date" with you out of the city.

Jeon Jungkook x f. reader

Genre: criminal au | yander-ish

Tags: criminal Jungkook, detective reader, chasing, violence, yandere Jungkook, stalking, stalker Jungkook, hacking, kidnapping, delusional Jungkook.

From the series masterlist; The chasing.

The burning feeling of rage and frustration run hot in your veins. Your files were hacked, all of them.

Every time you try to open a file, a mocking notification shows up:

Accept my date pretty please?

That was what anger you so bad, because the person who is doing all of this just wants a date with you and that was ridiculous and absurd. Couldn’t they ask you like a normal person instead of stealing confidential information? It wasn’t that hard.

“Fucking creep,” you groaned sighing deeply, already tired of dealing with this.

This information was delicate, and the government would arrest you or even kill you if these files fall into the wrong hands. It was something that genuinely frightened you, this wasn’t a game for you, this was serious but that psycho was playing mind games with you, and for what? For a simple date? There must be a bait, definitely.

You tried again to open or close a file, and the same notification shows up, but three times.

Accept my date pretty please?

“Oh my god! Okay you fucking annoying creep!” you shouted, clicking on the accept bottom.

And then, nothing happened.

You snorted rolling your eyes, but your breath hitched the moment that the screen of your laptop went completely dark, and then, another notification shows up, telling you the direction of your date, but what scared you was the message below it:

Don’t be late and go ALONE, or you’ll regret it😊

Your hand trembled a little when you closed the notification, but you felt relieved when you opened your files without problem this time.

But that uneasy feeling was heavy in your stomach, something was really off with this person. But you weren’t a coward and neither a bad detective, so you will endure this.

Hopefully you will end alive.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

The last thing you remember, it’s sitting in a restaurant waiting for your stalker before you felt a sting at the back of your head and everything turning black.

You groaned with pain, blinking slowly to open your eyes. Your heart stopped and your veins run ice cold at the sight before you. You were in a dark warehouse, with your legs and wrists bounded, sitting in front of a table with candles and food.

Was this your date?

The realization frightened you, and although you were expecting something like this to happen, you didn’t feel any less scared. You couldn’t help the tears streaming from your eyes.

A tall and buff man sat in front of you, he was dressed nice and all in black. He has a youthful face with piercings in his lips and tattoos all over his arms. Your heart squeeze inside of your chest, he was so handsome, why didn’t he just ask you out?

He took off the tape of your mouth, smiling prettily like a bunny.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you kidnap me? Couldn’t you just ask me out like a normal person? Or fucking have this date in that restaurant instead of… here,” you said watching your surroundings with distress.

The sweet smile of the man fell at your words, his face hardened making you feel nervous.

And then, he slammed his hand on the table, making some things to fall to the ground, shattering. You startled scared, watching him with wide eyes.

“You will speak to me nicely! And you should be more grateful that I took you here instead of killing you!” he shouted with anger, and your eyes blurred with tears.

You nodded, too scared to speak.

His face softens immediately, and he stands to come closer to you, grabbing gently your chin to make you look up at him.

“I didn’t mean to yell at you sweetheart, but don’t make me angry again, okay?” he asked softly, but his eyes were hard with a warn written in them.

You nodded again, but he just sighed annoyed.

“Words, y/n.”

“Okay,” you whispered, and he smiled at you widely, stroking your cheek as a reward.

“That’s my good girl,” he said smirking, but he didn’t move from his place, instead he came closer to you, leaning his hands on each side of your chair, caging you between his arms. You looked up at him with fear, and he seemed to like it.

“And no, I didn’t kidnap you. You accepted this date, it’s consensual, and you know what is consensual too? You living with me very far away from here.” He said with mischievous and darkness in his eyes.

This time you cried with desperation.

“No that’s not true! I just accepted your date, not you kidnapping me!” you wailed, scared and angry, but he just looked at you with amusement and sadism.

“You should’ve know better before clicking that bottom.”

You laugh wetly with bitterness and no humor. The man was crazy and that didn’t even surprise you.

You were so fucked up.

Ko-fi

Taglist:

@demonshauntingthedoves @oddracha

[ivvyw]

Always Us | Vinnie Hacker

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!redear

summary: instagram of the two of you.

next one: real us?

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vinniehacker

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vinniehacker: that’s so me and my gf.

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_yourusername_: my god, who’s that handsome man?

user1: that’s so cute

user2: you’re so handsome

user3: I’m so jealous of his girlfriend, ugh

user4: are you in a relationship or in a happy relationship?

_yourusername_

liked by vinniehacker and 65, 678 others

_yourusername_: we’ll get married with paper rings, right?

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vinniehacker: aren’t we like already married?

user1: the cutest

user2: I love them

user3: I’m like the biggest fan

vinniehacker

liked by _yourusername_ and 573, 638 others

vinniehacker: love that cherry thing I stole from my gf

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_yourusername_: you mean a claw clip?

» vinniehacker: yes, smartass, I mean a claw clip

user1: I’m melting

user2: I actually want that thing

user3: he’s so handsome

_yourusername_

liked by vinniehacker, tarayummy and 123, 289 others

_yourusername_: raspberries, the best berries

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vinniehacker: my pretty girl

» _yourusername_: i love you

user1: that’s so real

user2: love this post

user3: are you like single?

» vinniehacker: she’s not

vinniehacker

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vinniehacker: From sim to the real deal! 🚀🔥

View 347 comments

_yourusername_: i’m so proud of you ❤️

» vinniehacker: thank you, baby

user1: omg??

user2: i love

user3: losing my mind

_yourusername_

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_yourusername_: bows, bows, bows

View 287 comments

vinniehacker: you’re so aesthetic

» _yourusername_: thank you, thank you 🤭

user1: the last photo is matching vinnie’s last post

user2: they’re matchiinggg

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thank you so much for reading!!

I hope you enjoyed ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

should I do an angst one, by the way?

[starboye]

Imagine Vinnie Hacker as this badass gangster who will do anything to protect you, his pretty fem boyfriend. Lord forbid some douche bag cat calls you or harasses you at your cocktail waiter job. Vinnie will break the culprits hand and put the fear of God in them, then make sure you're okay.

(so i did lose the whole point of the request because i wasn't thinking when i wrote this)

it was hard to calm him down when he got mad especially when it came to men cat calling you while you were trying to have a night out with your friends

immediately grabbing the man and pinning him to the wall once he walks past you, see vinnie would usually trail just a little behind the group just to let you all talk between each other

so just as you all made it a little further away he grabbed the man and held a knife to his neck, the man now fearful of vin

"y'know that was my boyfriend you cat called right"

"im sorry dude i didn't mean to"

"damn right you're sorry and if i ever hear you do that shit again i'll gut you like a fucking fish"

kicking the man away as he scattered to his feet and ran before catching back up with you and you friends in a bar dancing and drinking

"where were you at handsome"

"just had to tie my shoes"

"well come dance with me"

[obscuretobyfox]

The recent UNDERTALE/DELTARUNE Newsletter revealed a ton of concept art for enemies, done by Splendidland! There's way too much to make individual posts on, so I'll just post all the art with notes here!

"My friend Samanthuel (aka Splendidland) did a ton of concept art for Chapter 2! Sadly I couldn't use all of it because many of the concepts didn't end up aligning with my final vision for the game, but the designs themselves are super amazing! I'm thankful I got to use any of them.

Specifically I really wanted to use the paint enemy as a miniboss, since I thought it would be really fun mechanic.

Below were her notes on all of them! She also provided ideas on how she thought they could be used." - Toby Fox

"I was given the broad theme of "cyber world" and told to pretty much just design whatever I wanted, expecting only a handful to actually make it in. I made all of these within a couple days, just making whatever came to my mind." - Splendidland

(From here on out, all quotes are from Splendidland.)

"01: Hacker Guy (idk what their name is), wants to discover the secrets of the world and has special abilities, though they aren't aware of them. "Hacks" by randomly smashing keys and even swinging their mouse around in the air, could keep escalating in silly ways.

02: Handsome Face...

03: When they stand over a spot that can be "hacked into", their cursor shaped head turns into a pointing finger. They don't notice this change, so it's up to you, the player, to help them."

"04: heheh....

05: Funny Egg, their body contains a virtual pet. Can the fate of this pet be altered? Maybe not... Has an existential crisis if the pet dies, as their body is a battleground of life and death.

06 :Broken Image, their life is in ruins

07: Recycle Bin

08: Trash Fly, represents uncollected "garbage data"

09: Kiss-kiss"

"10: Painter, would basically be like Adeleine but with crude ms paint effects, especially the airbrush."

"11: Diskette, spins in place until talked to. "despite my looks, i am totally unable to save your progress"

"12: some kind of "internet" thing idk

13: "Data", little icon like creatures who march onwards with unknown purpose. they take part in the festival."

"14: Popup. hides underneath a tile and springs upwards annoyingly. touching its forehead makes it return underground temporarily. a pest."

"15: Virus, its head sways back and forth as it tries to hover in the air."

"16:Anti Virus, is it a cop or a doctor? maybe they see you as an enemy as you're an "outsider"?

17:Corrupted data or something"

"18:"Cyber World", a rough vision of what a world inside a computer could look like

19:Cyber House"

"20: Masked Dancers, they participate in the festival, each colour has a different movement pattern and dance style. very rough concept" Which one is your favorite? Mine is probably the tiny data creatures!

[lxvvie]

@fatedeniedhope, our conversations run the gamut from hilarious to riveting and this one was no different. This list is based on this TikTok and since it's Halloween, why not? So, how would the boys react to you talking to them through the camera?

Capt. John Price - Price is the one who channels his Peepawness, stops mid-cigar puff, and squints real hard at the camera all judgemental and shit.

Gaz - May or may not have been startled. It doesn't help that the evening before was spent watching horror movies with you and Gaz was already a little on edge being home alone. Will deny that he jumped some. What the hell are you talking about, baby?

Alex Keller - Keller was busy manspreading and enjoying some downtime only for his peace to be interrupted by some amateur hacker, leading to, "Yeah? You see this?" and him flipping the camera off. Silence ensues and then he hears, "ALEX KELLER!!!!" "Oh, shit..."

Soap - The one who comes barging into the living room, having nearly slipped coming out of the shower with the towel barely clinging to his hips. "Looking good, handsome," is what you say in response, and the look of stunned silence on his face is fucking sending you—

Ghost - The one who was walking out of the living room when you pulled that little stunt. Cue Simon walking back and simply passing judgment with his stare at the camera.

Alejandro Thee Stallion - The one who has a delayed reaction because he is too focused on something else, and even then, all he gives is a quizzical look.

Rudy - He's like the husband in the link. You hear a bang in the kitchen and Rudy rushes into the living room, grabs the pets, and hauls ass... but not before checking to see if everything was off. Oh, and that apron you bought him as a gag gift that time? He's wearing it lmao.

König - The one who goes eldritch-gremlin-Call of Köthulu-John Wick because it's time to kick some names and take some ass. You have to calm him down and let him know it was just you. Damn, König.

Horangi - "Yeah? Wanna see more?" Oh my...

Graves - His inner sleaze comes out and Graves will smack his lips, smirk, and ask you if you're enjoying the show.

Roach - He's the one who'll stare into the camera all cute like a curious cat would which makes you laugh because his expression is hilarious. He starts laughing, too.

Keegan - Keegan.exe stops working and he disappears. Somewhere. You think. Uh... Keegan?

[starguardianniom]

Von Lycaon, Hugo Vlad and Bangboo Butler

Ok so I finished the bangboos vs ethereals events completed everything and yes we do see Nicole and Lycaon dropping their respective bangboos Amillion and Butler to take the exams, and at the end of the very last exam when there's nothing else left, guess what interesting conversation I get with the coach?

You mean that hot vampire guy who was Lycaon's best friend *cough*boyfriend in my head*cough* and is now his enemy, that guy? His name is really Hugo then it's now confirmed in game, yes!

OMG DOES THAT MEANS HE'S COMING SOON CAN WE PLAY HIM I HAVE WANTED HIM SINCE SEEING HIM FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LYCAON'S AGENT STORY I AM SO INTERESTED IN HIM I SWEAR HE, HARUMASA AND BILLY ARE MY HOLY TRINITY!!!!

Guess we might not have to wait too long before he appears and hopefully we can play him later on~ He's so handsome, Hoyo knows my type very well~

The Mayflowers' heirloom? T.O.P.S confidential files? Seems like Hugo is busy.

You're talking about Butler Bangboo right? Wait does that mean Butler used to belong to both Hugo and Lycaon and when they parted ways Lycaon took Butler with him? And it says Hugo is it's parent? It almost sounds like child's custody over a bad divorce to me when put like that in context. XD Hugo and Lycaon are the Butler bangboo's parents now omg!! It sounds proud of itself and it's parent for being phantom thieves, guess Butler is still a criminal at heart unlike Lycaon, I wonder if it will try to meditate between the 2 if they meet up again.

Hugo being a bangboo coach and boy does his list of jobs keeps getting longer, bangboo coach, phantom thief, Mockingbird, Butler's parent, old friend of Lycaon, foe of Lycaon... my future third husband in this game after Billy and Harumasa I will have them as my harem.

So it looks like Butler still doesn't mind that Hugo is a phantom thief and not around, and still seems to like him funnily enough, but probably keeps it a secret from Lycaon?

Already happened buddy.

Ok so yeah this event seems to hint that we'll see Hugo soon possibly, if we're lucky it might be in chapter 7 or before... Anyway it seems to tease Hugo's arrival, I doubt they just said his name here just to never mention him again, they did link lots of past bad guys to the main plot, like the hacker at the beginning, the sacrifice, Lucius, Null_Face, maybe Hugo will be connected too. I wouldn't be surprised if Harumasa is also connected, the drug in his agent story was probably to make sacrifices and he probably almost became one since Kirishima did say he was supposed to die but his master didn't have the heart to kill him so who knows.

I'm so excited, can't wait to see Hugo in the flesh~

[theodorecanaryhood]

Roy’s brother

Jason Todd x Roy Harper x Male! Reader

Jason (top right) Roy (bottom left) and reader (bottom right)

Author note: Hello 👋 took a short break to meet my little nephew, my brother and sister in law are doing great and I’m ready to entertain you all again!

It was a long night for Roy as he found his body aching, his arms tired and shaking and his head pounding.

The hot water hit Roy’s skin as he took a deep sigh, soap cleaning him up as he stood under the shower.

The nights sleep was a great one, Roy slept deeply as the sun rose against his freckles.

‘Morning’ Jason spoke gravelly as he sipped his coffee.

‘Morning J-Dog’ Roy smiled a little as he poured himself a coffee.

The two best friends were in a comfortable silence, waking up from the hit of caffeine. Patrol was rough for the two, but the day was going to be filled with adventures.

Jason sprayed his cologne as Roy came out of his room, Jason smiled a little.

‘Nice outfit’ Jason winked as Roy laughed.

‘Thanks, you too. Great choice of fashion by the way’ Roy complimented his best friend.

‘Well, gay guys don’t spend all that time in the closet for nothing’ Jason joked.

The two strolled the streets, got lunch and got a few drinks at the bar across town. The day turned later as Jason started to feel hungry again.

‘Grab us a table, I’ll meet you there. Y/n just pulled up’ Roy said as Jason went into the restaurant.

Roy hadn’t seen his little brother since graduation, you’d moved once you left education and saw the world.

Jason hadn’t met you before as you weren’t on the scene, you’d visited Roy over time but it was always just the two of you.

Roy walked in laughing as Jason looked up from his phone, he saw two red headed men walking towards him.

‘Jay, this is y/n, my baby brother. Y/n this is my best friend Jason’ you two were introduced.

Jason seemed a little shy as he spoke to you, the couple of times that Roy took a bathroom break Jason would seem shy to talk to just you.

You’d been there for a week already, time had flown by. You decided you wanted to stay where you were.

Travelling was done, now it is time to settle and work. Live in one place and see where you go.

‘So, celebrity crush?’ Jason asked the table as the three of you sat drinking.

‘Emily Blunt and Margot Robbie’ Roy said with no hesitation.

Jason rolled his eyes at the obvious choice for Roy, you chuckled.

‘Y/n?’ Jason asked as you thought, mostly because you didn’t know the reaction you would get.

‘Vinnie Hacker and Kaden Hammond’ you answer, Jason raised his eyebrows.

‘Tattooed and bad boy type, it’s hot’ you finished.

‘I guess mine is a guy with red hair’ Jason smiled a little, as he blushed.

Roy felt the need to make a comment as he saw Jason had been checking you out.

‘I bet his big brother would beat the fuck out of you if you hurt him’ Roy said sternly as Jason nodded.

‘Am I missing something?’ You asked, both men shook their heads.

A few more days, you decided to wake up early to clean and cook for Jason and Roy. They’d been having hard patrols.

‘Morning handsome’ Jason whistled as he walked in, wearing just his briefs.

‘Hey’ you almost gasped as you saw Jason’s tattoo filled, rock hard abs.

Roy walked in the door as he saw you handing Jason a cup of coffee, noticing that you were now checking out Jason.

‘Morning you two’ Roy announced his presence, you handed your brother his coffee.

The three of you sat and had breakfast as well as watching movies together in the afternoon.

‘Right, patrol time. Behave yourselves’ Roy said as he stood up and went to get ready.

Jason didn’t know how to approach his new attraction to his best friends brother, he went outside for a smoke break - only to be approached by you doing the same thing.

‘You smoke?’ Jason asked you, you nodded a little.

‘Yeah, Roy doesn’t know’ you revealed as Jason chuckled.

Jason placed his and your cigarette in his mouth as he lit them both, handing you yours.

You inhaled the smoke deeply as Jason checked you out, admiring your presence. Feeling calm and wanting only to grab hold of you.

‘You ok?’ You asked, Jason nodded, still not sure how to tell you.

He’d been picturing you in his head, lying next to him in his bed. Your bare body pressed against his, it made Jason spend nights having to relieve himself plenty of times. You in his head.

Jason threw his cigarette end on the ground, the orange tip fell to the floor as you did the same.

‘Beer?’ You asked as Jason smiled a little, with a slight nod.

It was a slow night as the two of you got to know each other better. The two of you smoked and drank together.

Jason felt himself burning as he saw your red hair flop as you ran your fingers through it. Roy knew from the start that Jason liked you, Roy knew you probably did too.

‘Jason?’ You said his name for the fifth time as Jason zoned out.

‘Sorry’ he replied as he caught you staring into his eyes, your e/c eyes burned through his.

Jason caught himself reaching for your hand across the table, surprised to see you greeting his touch.

Before long, Jason’s lips were on yours in a passionate kiss. Your bodies tangled together as you both shed your clothes.

‘You a top or bottom?’ Jason asked you, you chuckled.

‘Verse’ you sighed as Jason threw you on the bed, crawling on top of you as you kissed him again.

Jason’s body was on top of yours in seconds, his length buried deep inside you.

Jason was an animal that night, he had you in positions you’d never heard of. He was gentle with you, making sure you were ok.

Jason made you feel things you’d never felt before.

The sun rose strong this morning as your red hair was messed, your naked body splayed on the bed next to Jason.

You saw the time, realising that it was morning. You’d fallen asleep and realised Roy was probably home.

‘Shit’ you whispered as you rolled out of Jason’s bed, searching for your underwear.

You snuck to the shower, seeing marks on your body from your wrestle with Jason last night. Some you wouldn’t be able to hide as well as others.

Jason appeared in the shower behind you, placing his hand over your mouth.

It wasn’t too long before Jason was inside you again. The hot water hit your skin as Jason found a rhythm inside you.

With Jason’s hand over your mouth, you let out muffled moans. Feeling Jason empty himself inside you once again.

‘Good morning’ Jason whispered in your ear, you kissed him as you smiled.

You finished in the shower as Jason shaved and brushed his teeth at the sink, watching you get out of the shower.

‘Hand me the towel’ you pointed as Jason handed you the towel. Very reluctantly.

‘Think Roy’s awake yet?’ Jason asked, you shrugged as you dried yourself off with the towel.

Breakfast was awkward as Roy was none the wiser about the events of the night before, he sipped his coffee sleepily.

‘You guys get along?’ Roy asked, you saw Jason shoot you a wink.

‘Yeah, you could say that’ you replied, Roy nodded.

‘Get upto much?’ He followed, Jason smiled, standing behind Roy as he poured his coffee.

‘No’ Jason replied, as deadpanned as he could.

Over the next few nights, the two of you would sneak into each other’s bed. Have nights of passion, and sneak back early morning before Roy got up.

You began to feel bad, lying to your older brother wasn’t how you wanted this to go. But damn, Jason was with the thrill.

After a month, Jason was becoming more intense, not liking when Roy came up with the bright idea of setting you up with someone.

Jason was a little rough that night, he became very possessive. Some would say, protective.

Jason rested his head on the pillow as you lay your head on his chest, the two of you sharing a cigarette as you waited for the heat to rush back down again.

‘Y/n, I have to tell you something’ Jason broke the silence.

‘Mmm’ you hummed, turning your head a little to look at Jason.

‘I love you’ Jason stared into your eyes, you smiled brighter than you ever had.

‘I love you too’

Another shared kiss as you both celebrated a revelation, celebrating the love you two shared.

‘What the fuck?’ Roy almost screamed, standing in the doorway.

You jumped as Jason bolted out of your bed, standing in nothing but his underwear.

‘What the fuck Jason? My little brother? You and my little brother? I can’t believe this, the two of you’ Roy raged, his skin colour matching his red hair.

Jason stayed where he was, even though Jason is much bigger and taller than Roy, he’s seen what he can do when he’s angry.

‘Roy, I can explain’ you tried to reason.

Roy was fired up, ready to hit someone and you didn’t want it to be your boyfriend.

‘Roy, we’re in love, please. Don’t be angry, we both wanted it’ you said, walking slowly to your older brother.

His heart began to feel less heavy, his eyes turned back to emerald as Roy felt himself calm down.

‘Is that true? Do you love my brother Jason?’ Roy asked sternly, Jason nodded.

‘I do, I love him’ Jason confirmed, Roy sighed, running his hand through his red hair.

Roy would never be ok with his best friend dating his little brother, but he also would never be ok hurting either of you.

‘You break his heart, I’ll break your fucking kneecaps’ Roy pointed to Jason.

Jason nodded, believing it, you smiled a little as Roy shook his head a little.

It was a rough night as Roy didn’t sleep, thinking everything in his head. He never asked the gory details, he figured you two had slept together.

Roy smiled when he saw Jason kiss the top of your head, it was the next morning in the kitchen.

Jason kissed your head, you held onto Jason’s hand. The two of you shared a quick kiss as Jason walked with you to the table.

‘You ok?’ You asked your older brother, who was smiling a little.

‘I will be’ was all he said in response.

[hartleychristopher]

Smut with Chris and an alternative!popular!girl ?

Im an emo who's got a ton of friends and am very extroverted haha i think Chris would like that perhaps

Pairing: Chris x alternative!fem!reader

Warnings: meet cute, awkward!chris (he’s a nervous dork) 18+ smut!, fingering, hand job, unprotected p in v (don’t do that!)

A/N: I LOVED writing this. It kinda got away from me a little bit and ended up longer than I originally intended. I hope this is what you had in mind! I didn’t know how to work the popular part in there but hopefully it comes through with reader’s personality (she’s just a ray of sunshine in fishnets and dark lipstick 😘)

The class just ended. You’re walking out ahead of him, boots scuffing against the pavement, your headphones slung around your neck, wearing ripped fishnets, a plaid skirt over bike shorts, and an Escape The Fate tee that’s seen better days.

He’s really drawn to you. You’re confident, effortlessly cool, covered in rings and dark eyeliner. He’s just a guy in a hoodie who types really fast and blushes when people say his name.

But today… he decides to try.

He jogs a few steps to catch up to you in the outdoor corridor, his backpack bouncing awkwardly. “Hey! Uh—hey.”

You glance over, a little surprised, then smile like you’re genuinely curious. “Yeah?”

His brain screams at him: Abort Mission. Too pretty.

But he ignores it.

He pushes his glasses up. “Sorry, I just—I’m in the back row most days, so I guess I’ve never really said hi, but I’m in our systems theory class too and, uh—”

You raise an eyebrow, amused. “You’re the guy who types like he’s hacking the government.”

He flushes. “That’s… fair. But, I swear I’m just taking notes, not hacking any security systems.”

You laugh, “Okay, hacker boy. What’s up?”

Mission: already better than expected.

He shifts his weight from foot to foot. “I was wondering if maybe you wanted to—study sometime? Or not even study. Just… coffee? Or, like… maybe if you don’t like coffee just… food?” He says lamely.

There’s a pause, not awkward, more like… you’re processing.

Then you tilt your head, grinning. “Are you asking me out? In post-lecture daylight hours?”

He blinks. “I mean—I was going to work up to it, but yeah—kinda. If that’s okay.”

You hum thoughtfully, twisting one of your chunky silver rings.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous,” you say, giving him a him a quick, playful nudge with your elbow. “Sure. I’ll get a drink with you, Hacker Boy.”

He beams, he can’t help it.

“Oh, right—I didn’t even— it’s Chris, by the way, my name is Christopher—Chris, you can call me Chris” he stutters nervously.

You tell him your name in return, and he nods and pretends like he didn’t already know it.

“I was actually going to head to this bubble tea place, just off campus, do you want to come, Chris?” You ask with a smile, using his name for emphasis… making him blush was fun.

He nods quickly. “Yes”

He doesn’t even know what bubble tea is.

That first date goes smoothly, you get to know him better, finding out you two actually have a lot of similar interests, and his dorky sense of humor is weirdly charming when paired with his nervous flirting. He’s endearing, he’s sweet, he’s insidiously handsome. Becoming infatuated with him is easy.

By now you’re on your fourth date, you’ve kissed before—sweet kisses, slow kisses, teasing ones in the parking lot after bubble tea runs… but this is different, it has heat.

You’re straddling him now, thighs on either side of his lap on the couch in your living room, your skirt riding up, your arms around his neck. Your dark lipstick’s smudged from how long you’ve been making out. The plum shade is smeared all over his plush lips as well, his glasses sit crooked on his prominent nose.

Chris isn’t thinking straight anymore.

He’s flushed, breathing hard, mouth slightly open like he’s trying to remember how to pace himself but his hands are already sliding up your thighs under your skirt like they have a mind of their own.

And you look down at him—completely wrecked, slightly surprised, totally into it.

“You’ve been holding out on me,” you murmur, brushing your lips along his jaw. “Where’s all this boldness coming from?”

He lets out a strangled laugh, fingers digging into your soft skin. “I’ve been trying to behave.”

You grind down gently, testing. His head tips back against the couch with a groan.

“Maybe I don’t want you to behave,” you whisper.

That does it.

Something in him snaps—just a little. He grips the back of your thighs, feeling the texture of your fishnets.

He looks up at you, breathless, blushing like crazy. “These are gonna drive me insane.”

“Then do something about it.” You purr.

He blinks, just once, and then?

He does.

With a sudden, desperate motion, he fists the delicate fabric between your legs—and tears it open.

The sound is obscene and sharp in the quiet room. You gasp, eyes flying wide, and then you stare down at him like he just revealed a hidden side of himself you did not expect but definitely like.

“Chris.”

“Sorry—” he pants, fingers already tracing over the bare skin he just exposed. “Couldn’t help it. I’ve been losing my mind since you sat on me.”

You kiss him hard this time, moaning against his mouth as he slides his hands up to grope your ass, curious fingers sliding up under where the fishnets have split open.

“Jesus,” you mutter, “where has this version of you been hiding?”

“Buried under weeks of restraint and a stupid amount of respect,” he breathes, kissing your neck now, desperate. “But you—you’re making it really hard to stay good.”

You grin, wrecked, grinding down again. “Then stop trying.”

And this time, he does.

His mouth moves lower, lips and teeth grazing your flushed skin, his hands gripping you like he’s afraid you might disappear if he lets up for even a second.

He pulls back from his assault on your chest to look at you. His hands are shaking. And the way you’re looking at him; cheeks flushed, lips parted, breathing hard—it’s driving him completely insane.

You shift in his lap again, slower this time, deliberately grinding against his aching hard-on, and Chris actually whimpers. Not a whine, not a groan; an overwhelmed, desperate whimper.

“Okay,” he gasps, his voice cracking as he rests his forehead against your collarbone. “You gotta stop doing that or I’m gonna—this is gonna be over way too fast.”

you laugh softly, the sound low and smug and wrecked. “Then maybe I’ll just keep doing it.”

He growls and grabs your hips like she’s the only thing anchoring him to reality. His fingers dig in, pulling you closer, and when you lean down to kiss him again, he doesn’t hold back.

It’s filthy now.

Open-mouthed, messy, needy.

His fingers slide towards your core, over your black lace thong.

You gasp against his mouth. “Chris—”

“Tell me what you want,” he says, barely coherent, his pupils are so big his blue eyes look black as his eyes stay locked on yours.

You smirk, trying to stay in control, but his voice—that voice—so desperate and low, shatters your cool completely.

“I want you to touch me. Please?”

He exhales like he’s just been granted a wish.

“Oh thank God,” he breathes, then finally slides his fingers under your panties, finding you exactly how he hoped: soaked, aching, ready for him.

You gasp, your head tipping back, hands digging into his shoulders as he starts to work over your aching clit with slow, reverent strokes—watching you fall apart above him like it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

“You’re so wet,” he murmurs, like he still can’t believe it’s real. “Is this all for me?”

“Yes, you idiot,” you huff, voice shaky, eyes glazed. “Don’t stop.”

He doesn’t.

Not when you rock against his fingers.

Not when you start to whimper his name.

And definitely not when you cum all over his hand, clenching around his fingers, moaning into his neck like you’re falling apart at the seams.

Chris is floored. He’s never made a girl cum before.

He’s red-faced, hard as hell, biting back every groan like he’s afraid of what’ll happen if he lets go.

You’re still trembling, kissing along his jaw now, fingers tugging at the waistband of his jeans.

“Your turn,” you whisper.

He meets your gaze, glassy-eyed, lips swollen. His zip-up hoodie half off his shoulder, and he says: “M-me? My turn?” He starts to sweat.

‘I’m gonna last 10 seconds’ he thinks. And he’s being generous with the 10 seconds.

As if you can read his mind and you can tell he’s over-heating you unzip his hoodie, helping him push it off his arms before going to work on his fly, lifting your hips off of his lap so you can tug his jeans and boxers down together, you gasp when his cock springs free, slapping agaisnt his firm stomach and bobbing in the air from how hard he is.

“Oh—oh fuck” you whine, taking in how pretty his dick is, bigger than you thought—but not too big. The tip an angry, neglected pink color, the same as his kiss swollen lips under your smeared lipstick.

He wants to cover his face with his hands, but instead he just screws his eyes shut, too embarrassed to watch your face as you inspect him.

“God, Chris it’s so perfect” you whine, wrapping your hand around him, squeezing tentatively.

“Y-yeah?” He gasps when you touch him, he has to fight the urge to thrust into your hand immediately.

“God—fuck—yeah,” you whimper, stroking him slowly. “Can I—is it okay if I ride you?” You ask softly.

Chris’s eyes fly open, his breath catches in his throat. “Uh-huh! Yeah—yes—yes please!” he says quickly.

The desperation in his answer has your heart beating out of your chest, you move your hips over him, sliding your little lace thong to the side and positioning his cock right against your soaked entrance.

He bucks up into you desperately, his cock sliding between your slick folds, he’s whimpering and whining now, desperate to be inside you.

“Hold still for a second, baby.” You coo, you can’t sit down on his cock when he’s sliding against you like that.

You grab him gently and position his cock upright again, sinking down onto him slowly, your cunt squeezing every inch as he slides in.

He groans like it’s physically painful to finally be inside of you.

“Oh—oh my god—holy fuck—” he whines.

You seat yourself on him fully after a little bit of adjusting, enjoying the slight sting of him stretching you out.

You give him a tentative squeeze with your velvety walls.

“Oh!—okay don’t—don’t do that for a second okay? I just—I need a minute” he gasps. His forehead falls forward to rest on your collarbone. “I-I’m so sorry I just need to t-take a second” he breathes, he’s so embarrassed but he’s literally going to cum if he moves right now.

“It’s okay, Chris” you breathe softly, your fingers carding through the short blonde hair at the nape of his neck to soothe him. “Move whenever you’re ready.”

Chris feels like he’s melting with how sweet you are. How can you be so hot and so sweet at the same time?? He takes a few steadying breaths, tries to reign himself in and then he looks back up at you.

“I wanna move, I wanna make you feel good, I just—this is so amazing and you feel so incredible that I don’t think I’m going to last very long” he tells you sheepishly.

“Chris, baby, that’s okay, I want you to take what you want right now, okay?” You assure him gently. “Please?”

Chris’s eyes darken “don’t—don’t say that, you’ve just cut my time in half” he laughs nervously, you can feel him twitching inside of you.

“I don’t care… fuck me. Please.” You beg in a low whisper.

Chris loses it. He groans again, his hands come up to grip your waist—hard—lifting you up a little so he can piston his hips up into you from below. He thrusts into you, earning a delicious squeal from your perfect mouth.

“Oh shit—oh god!” He cries, starting a brutal pace, fucking up into your sopping cunt like it’s the center of his universe. “Oh god—you’re so tight—so wet!” He praises you.

All you can do is whine for him, each time the thick head of his cock bumps your cervix you cry out, and it’s driving him insane.

“So good—you’re so beautiful—can’t believe I get to feel you like this” he whimpers, the sound of his gasping and whining is filling the room along with your wet heat sucking him in.

“Oh shit—I’m gonna cum already—I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” He whines, his fingers digging into your hips above your skirt.

“It’s okay! It’s okay—let go, baby, cum for me. Cum for me” you repeat breathlessly, whining and clenching around him.

Chris does as he’s told, with a broken moan of your name; he lets go, pressing deep into you and spilling his hot seed inside of you, coating your insides with his release.

Once he’s completely spent; his grip on you loosens, his hips sink into the couch, with you still on top of him. He’s still sheathed inside your hot core when he lays his head back on the couch, trying his best to catch his breath.

“Holy god” he gasps “I think I’m blind now” he blinks, staring at the ceiling through his fogged lenses.

“Your glasses are just foggy” you breathe an exhausted giggle.

“Right” he nods, swallowing thickly. “That makes more sense.” He pulls his glasses down on his nose to look over the frames at you.

Your cheeks are flushed, hair a mess from all your movement, your lips parted with your shallow breaths, and your lipstick smeared from kissing.

“Is it too soon to say I think I might be in love with you?” He asks breathlessly.

“A little” you say with a breathy laugh “but don’t worry… I was just thinking the same thing”

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[redtalics]

soldats are pretty and cute

hello handsome can i have your number. i need to see you beat the shit out of people i need to see you at your best your peak performance i think you would look amazing. youre so loyal andgood at following orders you killed your entire platoon because you didnt realize a hacker told you toyou didnt even question it.can i look into your big bjeautiful eye can i kiss it even. imagine having golden blood. wow. your gorgeous.

is this a dream come true i know you have stone for a brain but iwanna rub my cheek on those awesome spikes that compliment ur face like petrified stubble. i want to hold one of uyour massive hands. just one chance. your existence inspires me can i draw a little man in your image

[andrasdreamss]

drift king

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem reader

summary: vinnie hacker was know for being the dk of los angeles, he won every one of his races, but one day one of the others racers asks him to bet the most valued thing on his life

warnings: swearing, u know my characters swear a lot lol. reader being treat as an object for a few second. little bit of angst, i love angst and you know it hehe. and i think that's all, hope you like it xoxo

the races were one thing vinnie attended every weekend, with his yellow miata and his girl in the passenger seat, vinnie loved to race and y/n loved to see vinnie happy and having a good time, even tho that meant vinnie risking his car and worst, his life, but y/n knew she couldn't change vinnie's mind about the races

the couple was getting ready to go to the la downtown, were all the racers met to just show off their cars and be just men for a night, y/n was wearing black cargo pants and a top that looked more like a bra than a top, her long red hair was straight and with some star pins decorating it

"you look amazing, baby" vinnie said looking at his girlfriend with awe, y/n smiled at him “you ready?” he asked

“sure” she grabbed her phone and followed her boyfriend to the door of his apartment

the couple arrived la downtown, y/n was nervous as always, she didn't really liked the idea of being among drunk men watching her boyfriends risk his life, y/n saw jordan approaching to them and smiled at him, he waved at her

"hey v, you ready?" he asked the blonde boy

"i was born ready" jordan and vinnie shared a few more words, y/n saw a new car arriving the place, it was a pretty porsche, it was the same color as her hair and that made her smile, the boy on the front seat noticed her and send her a wink, she rolled her eyes and she started hearing what jordan was saying

"they say a new racer is coming, he has this amazing red porsche" y/n scoffed

"i think he just arrived" she said, the two boys followed her gaze where the car was parked, the driver was now seating on the hood, he noticed her gaze and then he looked at the boy that was behind her like a guardian dog, vinnie frowned and put his arm on y/n's shoulders, the unknown guy laughed and then started walking to the trio, y/n rolled her eyes

"hey man, you must be vinnie" he said when he was in front of the couple, he was tall, not as tall as vinnie but he was definitely taller than y/n, he was towering her

"yeah, i am. and you are?" he asked annoyed, he could see the look he was giving his girl and he didn't like that

"woah, chill, big boy. i'm lorenzo, zurzolo" he introduced himself, she then recognized him, he was an actor and yes, he was handsome but the second she saw him she knew she was an asshole "you going to race?" he asked the tall boy

"i always do, you?" by this moment almost all the people at the event were looking at them

"first time racing here, i heard you always win, is that right?" he asked with a mocking tone, vinnie scoffed

"what do you think?" lorenzo laughed and vinnie tensed his chin

"what are you betting?" he asked and vinnie frowned

"the car" he responded simply, y/n was looking at them like she was at a tenis game

"let's make this more interesting, if you win i give you my car and 10k" vinnie arched his brow

"deal" he said, y/n looked at him frowning, he didn't knew what he had to bet

"don't wanna know what you have to give me if i win?" he asked vinnie crossing his arm

"you're not going to win, pretty boy" lorenzo laughed again

"if i win, you give me your car" he made a pause, like if he was thinking "and your girl" y/n frowned and looked at vinnie, the boy was mad, it was obvious

"what the fuck, man?" vinnie asked, jordan grabbed him before he could do anything against the boy

"you already accepted, hacker" he said, everyone looked at the boys

"i'm not going to be part of your stupid games" y/n said at lorenzo, he looked at her "stop this, vinnie"

"you already made a deal, do you really want all these people to see that you're a pussy?" y/n frowned again, she knew what he was doing, he wanted to provoked him, and we was getting it

"vin, please, stop this madness" she said to her boyfriend nervously

"fine, i'll race" vinnie said, everyone started to cheer, y/n looked at him hurt

"what the fuck, vinnie? are you for fucking real?" she said, the two boys started walking to their cars "you are an asshole!" she screamed at him, while he was driving to the start line, y/n ran to him, she looked at him trough the window "i swear to god vinnie, if you do this we're done, you are betting me like if i were nothing"

"i'm not going to loose this race, and i wont loose you" he said, the girl that was going to start the race was in the middle already

"ready?" she asked lorenzo and he nodded "ready?" vinnie nodded "on your mark, three, two, one" she moved the bandana and the two boys started to race, y/n sighed and started to walk away from the place but jordan grabbed her

"you need to be her, y/n" he said at her, she frowned at him and pulled her arm

"i won't be part of this stupid game" she simply said, and again started to walk away, but lorenzo's friends got her

"you're the prize, you can't leave" one said, they took her again to the finish line, and she felt like she was about to cry, she felt anxious and she was hurt, she didn't know what was going to happen but she felt that it was not going to be cute

aaah, i want to torture you and i will start working on part 2, stay tune lol, lyyyy, hope you like it, and if you hace any request, text me, xoxo

[thezombieprostitute]

Tech Tuesday - Introductions

A/N: Entirely written on my phone. Apologies for errors!

A/N2: This chapter is mainly an introduction to the setting and the majority of the characters. It'll be different readers for each character (give or take).

Ok, first day, very important to not make an idiot of yourself. That's been your internal mantra for the entire commute. You've been really hoping it'll help you out today.

You've gotten a ticket to take to IT for your new work laptop but you got lost trying to find your way there. You look around at the signs, trying to figure it out when someone gently coughs to get your attention. Turning you see a tall, lean man with short blondish brown hair and light blue eyes.

"Do you need some help?" His accent and soft tone help soothe your nerves.

"Um..." you hesitate. "I'm, I'm trying to find the IT department?"

His eyes widen as he smiles, "you must be the new hire." You nod and he holds out his hand, "I'm Jonathan, manager of the IT department. I'll show you the way."

He talks as he guides you to the one section of the building you hadn't been to yet.

"Here is our own little corner of the world," Jonathan gestures around the open area. "For a new employee you're going to want to talk to Jake." He points to a young man with spiky hair, glasses and a goatee who's talking on the phone.

"Ain't gonna happen for a while." A large bear of a man with a beard and a bald top, wearing a Lynyrd Skinner shirt steps towards you. "He's helping that little old lady on the third floor that never remembers her password."

"Ah, yes," Jonathan winces. "She is quite the talker." He looks to you and introduces the second man as Syverson. "We both run the department but Sy is better at managing the employees while I'm better at convincing the higher ups to give us a better budget."

"One of th' smoothest talkers I've ever worked with," Sy grins. "As far as your laptop, you wait right here an' I'll go get from Walter. He's our main hardware guy. Then we'll get...hmmm." He looks around as he ponders.

"Johnny is currently mid battle with that hacker he keeps toying with," Jonathan muses. "How is Ransom's mood today?"

Sy snorts, "same as always. Definitely don't wanna scare the lady away." He snaps his fingers, "Rogers!"

A head pops out of a cubicle, "you call?"

"Got a new employee," Sy explains. "Gonna need you to help her get her laptop setup." Sy turns and heads to where you're guessing Walter is with the hardware you'll need.

You turn back to where Steve was situated and almost jump at seeing him so close. He's huge but you didn't hear him at all! The big and tall blonde man's eyes are shining with enthusiasm.

He holds out his hand and you introduce yourself. "It's nice to meet you. Not a lot of new people around here lately. I work with the designs for our internal programs. Me and Bucky," he gestures back to his cubicle, "work together on the UX and accessibility stuff for the external website."

"That's impressive," you nod, practically hypnotized by his eyes. And his muscles, if you're being honest with yourself.

Sy returns and hands Steve the laptop. "Follow me," Steve smiles as he turns. You try your best to fight the urge to ogle his ass. It's your first day and you don't want to already make a fool of yourself! No matter how handsome these guys are.

Steve takes you through the setup. He's incredibly patient and kind. Plus his voice could keep your attention forever. He's going through some of the standard company security stuff when there's a knock. You both turn and you see a burly man with a beanie and a beard so full you almost miss the lip piercing.

"Hey, Curtis. What's up?"

"Bucky's out getting another coffee," Curtis starts. "Need you to tell him I've got the code worked out for the next update and need him to check the legacy compatibility."

"Sure thing," Steve nods and Curtis heads back to whenever he'd been.

"Don't you have an internal communications thing for this?" You're surprised that someone has to intervene in the communication.

Steve chuckles as he pulls out his phone. "Bucky never responds to work stuff while he's out, even just to a cafe. But there's a time crunch on this and I'm the only person he'll actually check his phone for."

"Oh," is all you can say.

Steve finishes his text and gets back to your training. When you're done you thank him for everything and he blushes a little.

"If you want I can help you with the physical setup at your desk?" He almost looks like he's pleading for you to say yes.

"It won't be a problem? I don't want to get you in trouble."

"Not at all," he assures. "Besides, I don't want to be here for the upcoming Bucky and Curtis debate."

You giggle nervously, "ok. And thank you!"

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