#vinnie hacker imagines

[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.

[heartsforvin]

Can you do one where y/n gives vinnie head while he’s streaming🤭

FUN AND GAMES

girl no joke had this idea when i first started writing for vin 😭 thank you for the request !!!

also when is it my turn to give this mf head while he’s streamin ???

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; smut, oral (m receiving), praise, hair pulling, cussing, dirty talk, use of pet names, lmk if i missed anything !!

summary: you can’t help but have a little fun while your boyfriend has his

vinnie was currently streaming while you sat on your shared bed on your phone. he’s been streaming for about an hour now, and you were starting to get bored.

he’d pause here and there and glance over at you, mouthing am ‘i love you’ and saying he’d be done soon. you thought soon would be twenty, maybe thirty minutes.

it wasn’t.

“vinnie,” you whine, extending his name out of dramatics. “how much longer?”

your boyfriend turned his chair to look at you, pushing his headset off his ear a bit so he could hear you.

“a few more minutes, baby.” he told you, you just groaned and laid on the bed.

you laid there for a minute before an idea came into mind. you knew vinnie was also on discord with his friends, which made this idea a bit more fun and exciting.

it’s something you’ve thought about doing for awhile, just trying to find the exact right time to do so.

scooting off the bed, you toss your phone onto it before walking over to vinnie. he feels your arms wrap around him from behind and looks up at you with a smile.

you reciprocate the gesture, moving your hands down his chest as you keep the smile on your face.

he’s about to ask what you’re up to but you beat him to it. before he can speak you’re pushing his chair back a bit to get under his desk.

vinnie can take a hint at what you’re about to do but he just goes on with the stream and talking to everyone.

that is until he feels the cold air hit below his waist. muting himself from everyone, he looks down and sees you with his cock in your hands, stroking him softly.

“hi baby!” you say with the sweetest smile, as if you’re not jerking him off right now.

“the fuck are you doing?” he whispers although he’s muted.

you gesture to his dick which is in your hands as if it isn’t obvious. you giggle as you continue your movements.

he groans as you continue to work your hand up and down him, giving him the sweetest smile.

“got bored, wanted to have some fun while you had yours.” you say.

vinnie stares at you for a minute before he hears one of his friends ask where he is. that’s when he unmutes and replies. “sorry, my girl needed somethin’.”

you smile at him one last time before wrapping your lips around him. vinnie covers his subtle moan as a cough as he continues his stream.

as the stream continues, so do you. you push your legs together to try and rid the ache that’s in between them.

vinnie glances down and notices, a smirk plastered on his face before he says, “you gettin’ horny just by sucking me off? dirty girl.”

you don’t lift off him to respond, just batting your lashes as you bob your head on him.

it takes everything in the boy above you to not let out a sound when he hits the back of your throat. he just quietly groans, hoping no one suspected anything.

your pace quickens and you decide to get at least a bit more of a reaction out of your boyfriend, so you take his balls in your hands and give them a squeeze.

vinnie gives you a daring look, which just makes you smile and continue your previous movements.

you thought that’d get him going but apparently you did nothing. not even him telling you to behave.

as you continue to work your mouth on his cock, your hand moves up and down around the base as you do.

suddenly you feel vinnie snake his arm around you and grab your hair, making a makeshift ponytail.

he thrusts his hips harshly, making his cock hit the back of your throat again as you gag.

“look at you,” he whispers. “takin’ my cock like such a good girl. aren’t you, baby?” he asks.

you don’t respond, which earns you a tug to your hair. “asked you a question, princess,” he rasps as you continue to work on him. “are you my good girl.”

the praise goes straight through your head and you moan around him in response, hoping that’ll be enough to satisfy him.

it does, and he returns the noise as he thrusts into your mouth again.

quickly muting himself, he turns his gaze back to you and looks down at the sight in front of him.

he doesn’t care if anyone catches on as to what might be going on, all he cares about is the feeling of your lips around him, making him feel oh, so good.

“gonna cum, pretty,” he moans when he feels the familiar feeling in his lower belly. “where you want it, baby?”

all you do is moan around him as you continue to bob your head and jerk him at the same time.

he takes that as a response and before he can tell you he’s cumming, you’re feeling the warm liquid run down your throat.

you pull off him with a smile, feeling proud of yourself. vinnie smiles at you in return as he moves his hand from your hair to your lips to catch some of the liquid on your lips.

“open,” he says before you open your mouth and he sticks his finger inside. “good girl.”

once you regain strength, you crawl out from out of the desk as vinnie tries his best to pull his boxers and shorts back on.

once he does, he hears his friends asking questions as to why you just came out from under the desk.

he’s definitely not hearing the end of it anytime soon, but it was definitely worth it.

hey yall !!!! i loved this one SO much and i bet all of you are going to, too (:

first time i’ve felt like writing after i get off work 🥲

thank you to the anon who requested !! i hope you loved it and it lived up to your expectations <33

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[flynnriderishot]

i know vinnies like a car guy and even though it’s christmas anymore i saw the “i put diesel in my car” prank on my fyp and was wondering if you could write something about that?

festive - v.h

reference video

as you sat in your car with one of yours and vinnie’s, you were given the bright idea to prank your boyfriend.

now, as christmas was coming soon, you didn’t think now would be the time to possibly give your car loving boyfriend a heart attack, but you couldn’t resist the urge when you saw the tiktok jett showed you.

the two of you were taking a really quick trip to the gas station to grab some snacks while vinnie worked on his own car in the mean time.

you two were meant to be going out the next day and he wanted to ensure that his vehicle was in tip top shape for the trip.

you mentioned wanting to go to the store but absolutely refused to go alone. it all fell in line when jett walked in the room commenting on how he was ‘craving’ a bag of sour patch kids.

so now, here you were, shaking your head at the video that played on jett’s phone.

“he’d kill me.” you laughed out loud.

jett shrugged, “the kids in love with you, yn. he might think you’re a ditz but he’d love you the same. besides, it’s a joke.”

you nodded along, pulling up your boyfriends contact before you could stop yourself.

it rang twice before vinnie’s voice echoed through your speaker,

“hello?”

“hi, vin…” you said in a tone that showed nothing but hesitance.

you could practically see the furrow in vinnie’s brows, “hi, baby. everything okay?”

“no, not really.” you voice cracked, selling the whole ‘i want to tell you something but i’m scared of how you’d react’ persona.

“are you okay?”

“oh, i’m okay.”

“you’ll never guess what she did, vinnie.” jett cut in at your signal.

at the sound of his friends voice, vinnie huffed, “what’d she do?”

“okay, so, i was putting in gas while jett was getting his snacks, right?”

“uh huh.”

“and i was going to pump my gas and i saw that the pumps were christmas themed—“

“yn.”

“apparently they weren’t.”

“no fucking shit they weren’t! what the hell, babe?”

“it was an accident!” you continued to defend yourself.

“you put diesel in your car?!”

“i thought it was christmas themed, vincent.”

“why the hell would they have christmas themed gas pumps, yn?”

“i don’t know, i thought they wanted to be festive!” you struggled to hold in your laugh, jett doing the same as he stuffed his face with candy to hopefully drown out the sound.

“it’s a gas station, yn. there’s no such thing as a festive gas station.” he sighed heavily, “how much did you put in?”

“a little over half the tank.”

he repeated you words under his breath, “jesus, fuck.”

you could hear him pacing back and forth as he thought over what to do, “my god, you’re so pretty.”

your mouth fell open as you gasped dramatically in shock as jett’s laugh filled the car.

“it was a fucking prank, you ass!” you shouted into the phone, “what the hell does that mean?”

“i-“

he was cut off by jett’s laughter growing more intense.

“i’m gonna fucking piss myself.”

your face fell blank as you watched him laugh his heart out, “alright, it’s not that funny.”

[thesturniolos]

guilty pleasures (part 1 )

m. sturniolo x reader

authors note: this picture is actually sickening, need him too bad 🤞

this is all creds to my bae @iheartchrissturniolo thanks for the idea hun < 3 (part 2 including your idea yet to come)

summary: matt has a bit of a crush on his best friend, he’s fantasising ;)

warnings: smut, swearing !!

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she looked heavenly by the pool today, irresistible to the point where my heart ached. i knew i couldn’t have her, i’ve only been reminding myself everyday for the past 6 years and it’s agonising.

the way the droplets of water fell off her golden skin, the bikini that accentuated her curves, oh so perfectly. and knowing i chose it for her was like the cherry on top of the cake. blue- my favourite colour - and hell she knew it when she bought it, she even told me. “i wonder why you picked this one” i remember her slight giggle after she said it, voice like silk, one that plays in my head at night.

she drags her hand through her hair, shaking it a little to get rid of the water, and boy do i wish it was me doing that. for me to be the one to look after her, to do the small things that weren’t so small to me. her eyes are closed and even though she’s been in the water, her makeup remained flawless - not that she needed it, she was absolutely gorgeous with and without.

she didn’t think this however, always telling me how she wishes she looked like anybody else. if she could only see what i see, just for a second, she’d never think that again. she’s better than any supermodel, the ‘prettiest of girls’ according to society weren’t a touch on her. plus, they didn’t come with her personality- she’s a real life angel and i’ve been blessed with even being in her presence.

i would spend every minute and every hour of my day telling her every little thing i love about her from the colour of her nails to the shape of her lips, i don’t care about the dents in her thighs or the stretch marks on her stomach, she’s perfect.

she’s walking closer to me with an arm outstretched, my eyes landing on the matching tattoo she has with me and i smile. i sometimes forget we had that done, which almost instantly brings me back to reality that she is and always will just be my best friend. i cannot afford to lose someone as special as her which is why i have to push those feelings to the side, as much as we want to be free.

her being so close to me and looking at me with those eyes, dark eyes that could mean so many things, made my cheeks blush the slightest red and i become desperate to hide this. what kind of friend blushes like a crazed guy in love when they look at them? it’s just a look, god.

“you got a towel?” there was that voice again, a voice i wish was in my ear forever. it wasn’t high - pitched nor was it deep, it was just in the middle, soothing. reminds me of the times where she held me whilst i cried, the bestest friend there is. reminds me of when she was so utterly drunk and slurring over her words, what was it again?

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“matt” she prods at my arm, waking me up.

“wassup” she frowns looking at my tired state, moving her hand to push hair out of my eyes.

“i’ve got a secret” i frown now, it’s 3am goddamn.

“what’s that”

“you promise you won’t tell anyone?” those little doe eyes drive me crazy, keep looking at me like that and i’ll have an accident.

“i promise” she leans in closer to my ear, her hot breath on my skin.

“i had a dream about you the other day” now i’ve piped up. i don’t care about the time or the sleep in my eyes, she fucking dreamt about me, i’m wide awake.

“oh yeah? good or bad?”

“depends”

“what’d you mean, depends?” once again, driving me crazy. she just knows how to do it.

“well, it depends how you take it.”

“go on.” i’m begging for this now, i need to know what the fuck happened, it’s killing me.

“well, we were doing something,” she twirls my hair in her hand, not looking me in the eyes yet all i can focus on is her and her words. “something best friends don’t do.”

“like what?”

“fucking.”

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held a chokehold over me. every night when i got in to bed i imagined her sleepy self, squirming about in her sheets to the idea of me pounding into her. suddenly i didn’t feel so bad about the hundreds of wet dreams i’ve had ‘bout her, we’re even.

but it only made me more delusional that we could actually be something. she was drunk and it was a dream, i was being dramatic if i thought it was actually something.

“yeah, it’s just there.” i say, pointing to the floor. she bends down to pick it up and i get the best sight of her boobs, pressed against the fabric of her bikini, pushed together ever so slightly. they looked so smooth, so pretty. something i just couldn’t take my eyes off..

“hello? matt?” she swipes her hand in front of my face and i’m so utterly embarrassed, knowing i’d been fixated on her tits. what an assy thing to do, how do i even begin to explain something like that?

“i- uh- i’m sorry! i wasn’t-“ she smiles at me and reaches out to scruff my hair, once again her boobs being directly in my face. is she doing this on purpose? because i’m about to cum in my pants.

“i take it you just really like your choice of bikini, hm?” she laughs, moving the towel to rest it on her hip as she turns around and struts off towards our house. she fucking knows what she does, not just to me but everyone.

i’ve been ignoring the poking in my pants for a while but it’s more prominent then ever now and i need to do something about it or i’m gonna come undone right here right now. it might be pervy but i quite literally cannot be around her when she’s close to naked, my mind travels to the dirtiest of places and to be honest, i’m careless.

if she’s going to act so calm about riling me up like that, then i’m gonna embrace the way she makes me feel. how she makes my cheeks hot and the wet patch that forms in my boxers when she whispers in my ear or now, shoving her boobs in my face.

praying that my jeans cover my painfully obvious hard-on, i quickly walk into the house, making a bee line for my bedroom, desperate to do something about what was happening in my pants.

“you okay, matt?” shes looking at me with a frown, the towel in her hair now as she begins to dry it, still wearing that flattering bikini that is just about to tip me over the edge.

“mhm, i- um, just need to do something.” i look around to see if my brothers are anywhere to be seen, something to distract me from this conversation, i so desperately need to get to that bedroom.

“oh? why’d you look so flustered?” she says with a smug, little smile.

“no reason. i just- i just need a second.” i go to walk away. as much as i would love to stay and talk, right now that is not what i need.

“need my help?”

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[coral0ceans]

vinnie bf headcanons cause he’s so UGH I love him sm

Bf headcanon

summary: what vinnie would be like as your bf

status: relationship

warnings: mention of sex

a/n: hi anon! i love him too bae and i had fun doing this one sooo i might do more 🤭

• he’d kiss the side of your cheek randomly from time to time cause he loves and adores you a lot

• he’d set himself a goal to teach you how to play Valorant and Apex Legends

• takes you to Paris with him and you guys stay up all night walking the streets of France holding hands and talking about random things

• late at night he rants to you about the anime he started watching and you fall asleep listening to his voice sometimes

• workout sessions with him

• when you see him all sweaty after working out you give him bed eyes and one thing leads to another

• when he has to fly out alone he asks you to take care of Hera and you say yes obviously cause who doesn’t like Hera

• lotssss of making out, but never in public. Yea, he gives you pecks in public but he won’t fully make out with you in the public eye cause he likes to keep your private life private.

• he holds your hand when there are a lot of people so he won’t lose you. he’s a little introvert which you find adorable

• you sit on his lap while he plays sometimes and when he dies you laugh a little to make him annoyed.

• mostly he’s dominant in bed but when you want to be dominant he lets it happen, he finds it really hot seeing you on top of him

• sends you random memes he finds on twitter

• texts you to come over and stay for a couple of days cause he misses you

• he emptied one of his drawers in his room for you to put your clothing in when you stay over. (but you both know you’ll be wearing his shirts most of the time)

• sometimes when he’s in another place and not near your house you send him teasing pics to see what he says.

• he also likes to send you some teasing pictures when you’re not home with him

• if he ever has any work, family, or any problem he’d go to you and tell you about it cause he knows you’ll listen and try your best to help him in any way possible

•he lovessss hugging you from behind and kissing your neck

• he’s a boobs guy so whenever you let him he’ll kiss your tits and suck them

• he likes to post you on his instagram and show you off a lot

• he’d never cheat on you EVER

[minjix]

cinderella → Vinnie Hacker x female!reader

summary: in which you’re the one catching his attention

warnings: fluff, and that’s a warning of itself lol + plus the standard swear word here and there. also I can’t for the life of me write an ending, so I apologize if it feels abrupt-because it is lol. also keep in mind that english is not my first language.

a/n: I write with breaks to actually be able to give it my all and not lose interest in writing- which is a genuine fear of mine

word count: 2.6k :)

masterlist

reblogs and comments are very much appreciated!

It was all a stupid cliche in your eyes as you stared at the tweet Vinnie had posted. “who is she.” Simple as that, yet mostly everyone knew what he was referring to, but they didn’t know whom and Vinnie didn’t know either.

Like previously stated, it was all a stupid cliche- a masquerade party filled to the brim with influencers and small celebrities, crowding a huge mansion which felt tiny as you pushed your way through to get a much needed breath of fresh air, away from the liquor stained breaths.

You sighed in relief as you stepped into the cool L.A, two am breeze, the music thumping through the ground, vibrating your whole body. “I feel the same way,” a dark voice chuckled. Startled, you looked into the direction of which the voice came from, and there he stood, leaning on the wall, head tilted back and eyes on the night sky. He was dressed simple, something you rolled your eyes at, and his arms of which were folded in front of his chest was covered in tattoos. “Huh?” Was all that you managed to get out, your tongue deciding to twist on itself.

The corners of his mouth twitched as though he wanted to smile, but refrained from doing just that. “Wanting to get away for a few minutes,” his voice was velvety and , his skin shone red from the neon lights seeping through the huge windows.

“Oh- yeah, you answered stupidly, “totes.” You wanted to smack yourself. A laugh rumbled his chest and escaped from his lips as his head tilted in your direction, his eyes meeting yours. “Totes? Never heard that before-in real life that is.” Duh, because you’ve spoken like a bad stereotypical surfer dude.

You didn’t know how to respond so you simply nodded your head, very aware of his eyes trailing down your body. A tattooed hand entered your peripheral, “I’m Vinnie,” he introduced himself. It was then more sober you connected the dots, of course it’s Vinnie the Hacker. The only disguise he had was a black eye mask with black crystals in intricate designs; it looked expensive and it most definitely was, knowing who he was and all. You hadn’t bothered to wear a mask, but had regretted that decision the moment you stepped into the mansion.

You didn’t shake his hand. “Cool,” you shrugged mentally preparing yourself with whatever half assed excuse you could come up with to leave. ‘my apartment is on fire’ don’t want to jinx myself you thought afterwards. “Um, nice to meet you?” You sounded awfully unsure, and guilt brewed in your stomach when you saw Vinnie wince. “So,” he began carefully, trying to get an understanding,” what’s your name?”

But you didn’t feel like answering. “I’m hungry.” You spat out and his eyes widened. “What?”

“I’m hungry, so I’m going to leave. Bye.” You turned to leave but a careful grasp of your arm halted you, “do you want to get McDonalds with me? I’m kinda hungry too.” He sounded shy, and you couldn’t even imagine turning him down, he looked like a sad puppy for Christ sake.

“Sure.”

The drive to the fast food chain was surprisingly comfortable, even though Vinnie tried his best to get you to tell him your name; to no avail. And soon enough the two of you were seated by the window, both with big macs in hand, awkwardness thrown out the window as the alcohol induced hunger made everything taste oh so much better.

“so fucking good,” Vinnie groaned through a mouthful causing you to almost choke on your fourth bite. Your eyes didn’t leave his form, his hair in a disarray and his eyes closed as he ate the burger.

You forced a chuckle, “won’t your friends get mad or something?” You mumbled, playing with your fries. The tattooed man shook his head, “no? Why would they?” His eyes were on yours now and you couldn’t help but feel bare under his intense gaze.

“You kinda ditched them…” you trailed of as a smirk grew on his lips, his tongue quickly darting out to lick them. “Trust me they won’t notice.” He sounded sure. “Why?” You asked and this time he laughed softly, “you’re very curious, huh?” You shrugged, “I guess.”

He continued, “but no, they were pretty busy trying to get laid so I really doubt they’d notice me missing.” He stressed the word ‘really’.

“Oh.” He laughed again as he stared you down, “you’re really weird, y’know that?”

“Thanks?”

You and Vinnie had spent an hour talking nonsense, and when the two of you noticed the hard stares from the workers you both decided to leave. Vinnie had insisted on dropping you off at home but an uncomfortable feeling grew in the pit of your stomach as you politely declined, telling him a white lie to soothe his worries about leaving a girl in the streets of LA at three am.

——-

The morning after, curiosity had you in its grip as you reluctantly opened Twitter and searched for his handle.

@/vinniehacker: who is she. posted at five am. Quicker than lightning you exited the app, contemplating on deleting it completely, but you refrained from doing it.

You grew frustrated at yourself, you had an amazing night last night with an amazing attractive guy, and you full out blew everything to bits.

Your best friend tended to call you a flesh ball of anxiety, a saying that left a sour taste in your mouth and cheeks aching from faking a laugh. You were a people pleaser, but at the same time you hated everyone and preferred to be by yourself. So you did everything to stay out of the spotlight, simply rooming with your childhood best friend who went viral on TikTok months ago. And Vinnie was the opposite of staying out of the spotlight.

Before your brain had caught up to what your hands were doing, you had already entered the cursed bird app again, entering his handle, tapping on the tweet and reading through the comments. ‘she????’, ‘what?!’, all in a similar fashion. Speculations were thrown left and right and thirty minutes had passed of you endlessly scrolling, biting your lip raw until you tasted iron.

“Get up! We have an event to go to!” You wanted to cry, to come up with a lie that you were sick and didn’t want to spread it further. You lied a lot, at least tried to before your brain took you through the endless possibilities of consequences coming from said lies. So you heaved a sigh and got ready.

———-

The event was extremely overcrowded and overwhelming, the LA sun beaming down on bodies dripping in expensive perfumes, a cloud of strong smells begging for a headache to form. You were a plus one, a non famous one at that, so you stood awkwardly to the side as your friend and her famous friends took promo pictures. In your hand was a mimosa, minus the champagne, so orange juice.

You didn’t bother to keep up the happy charade, settling on frowning while sipping your expensive orange juice. You had half a mind to ask what brand of juice it was but decided that you were already looking stupid so there was no point of making it worse.

You were painfully aware of how lonely you looked so you grabbed your phone and entered the weather app, wondering how the weather in Hamburg was.

“So, uh, how’s the weather looking?” A velvety voice asked from above your right shoulder, warm air tickling your skin and you froze. Shit. “Uhm, cloudy with a chance of rain,”

You turned towards him and tried not to gape at what you saw. He was wearing a half buttoned white blouse with his hair slicked back except for a few strands in the front. He wore black and expensive looking trousers, and silver rings wrapped around almost each finger with a silver braided bracelet. His sleeves were rolled up revealing his tattoos on his sun kissed skin. And he smelled so fucking good.

He gave you a mischievous grin, “hey, you.” His eyes trailed over your form, several times with a glint in his eyes. You whispered a hey back, flustered for some reason and you were also ashamed, for what, you had no idea.

“I never got your name,” he muttered, his hands in his pocket. You could only shrug, words not agreeing with you. And there it was, that nauseating shameful feeling you got, you were ashamed of yourself for some reason, well you know why, but actually taking the bull by its horns are the hard part.

“I know,” he frowned at your answer, raising an eyebrow. “So you’re not going to give me your name, so I’ll just have to call you Cinderella then. “ he smiled smugly at the end of his sentence, as though he had conquered the world with his pinkie.

“Cinderella?” You asked confused and a smit insulted. “I didn’t drop my shoe…” you trailed off, combing through your memory, and sure enough, you had both your shoes on, or you would’ve noticed otherwise.

He laughed out loud, his teeth on full display and eyes closed. “No, you didn’t drop your shoe. But you did leave me with not being able to stop thinking of you…” he said, his eyes unrelentingly searching yours as if he could simply read your name in your irises. Your eyes widened and you felt as though your stomach was turning inside out. This has to be a cruel joke, you thought to yourself as you glared at him.

“That’s not funny,” you murmured through clenched teeth. He looked confused, brows furrowed. “It-it wasn’t a joke,” he said sheepishly. He looked genuinely hurt, and it made you doubt your insecurities.

“I genuinely had a great time with you last night, and I want to get to know you.” He kept his eyes on yours the entire time. “So please, what’s your name?” He sounded desperate, as though your name would unlock every story there was to know about you.

“Y/n,” you whispered and you watched in awe as he tested your name on his tongue, several times before settling with a “I like it, it suits you.” Vinnie telling you that your name suits you felt like a thousand suns were shining down on you. You bit your lip to repress the grin that was threatening to grow and instead you settled for a shy smile, praying that you didn’t have anything between your teeth.

“Y/nn!” A voice called, it seemed as though your friend had finished with her promo pics. “I got you a goodie bag-oh,” she paused when she saw the Vinnie Hacker standing beside you. “Hey,” she smiled and fluttered her eyelashes and a boulder dropped into your stomach. Of course, you thought. She’s so much prettier than me, and famous.

He only nodded in acknowledgement with a small ‘hey’, it didn’t deter your friend from asking a lot of questions. You took that as your queue to leave, slowly walking backwards whilst Vinnie’s eyes were on yours the entire time, looking confused as to what you were doing.

You quickly nodded towards your friend, who was still animatedly talking, whilst wiggling your eyebrows suggestively, ignoring the knot in your stomach.

Once again Vinnie looked confused before the dots in his head connected. His eyes widened before he shook his head, something your friend hadn’t noticed as she was too busy scrolling through her TikTok to show Vinnie a specific video of her. He mouthed the word ‘NO’ several times whilst staring at you with his wide eyes.

It was kind of endearing to watch him panic. A chuckle escaped you before he turned to your friend, an apologetic smile on his face. “Excuse me,” he said softly, eyes still on you before walking towards, grabbing your hand with utter care before he led you inside the building.

He stopped in an empty hallway, staring down at you with a smirk on his lips. “Trying to set me up with your friend,” he murmured lazily, eyes tracing your lips. “When you know fully well that I’m interested in you…”

It felt like a fever dream, and you had to mentally force yourself to focus on the situation at hand. Is Vinnie about to kiss me?

“You don't even know me,” you retaliated, a frown on your lips, your lips of which he still stared at. He shrugged at your answer, a serious look taking over his face. “So let me,” he began. “Let’s get out of here.”

You shook your head, “I can’t just leave my friend-“.

He interrupted you, “your friend who seemed very busy, in fact, I recall you standing by yourself.” You had nothing to say to that except for a gentle nod with a smile on your lips. Vinnie grinned in return before tugging out of the building and into his car. You had sent a simple text to your friend-‘ i’m going out, don’t wait for me <3’

————————-

Vinnie treated you to McDonalds, once again and took you to a look out, the city of angels to stare at whilst you both ate. His shoulder touched yours as you sat on the picnic blanket filled to the brim with greasy and mouth watering food.

“So tell me, how come I can’t find you anywhere?” He asked, his hand playing with yours, twisting your rings. It created a warm feeling in your stomach.

“I’m a private person,” you began, hearing Vinnie murmuring a ‘couldn’t have guessed,’ and you nudged your shoulder into his playfully, drawing a laugh from his lips. “I guess, uhm I don’t see myself in the spotlight, having people constantly judging my every move.” He nodded in agreement, looking lost in thought.

“I can understand that, it’s just unusual to see someone not famous in parties held by influencers.” You nodded, agreeing with him. “My friend is pretty famous and always makes me her plus one.”

“I like it though,” you stared at him confused whilst he stared at you with a small smile on his lips, almost looking shy. “Like what?”

“I don’t know, it’s hard to explain…” he looked lost in his thoughts.

“Try,” you pushed, his hand tightening around yours.

“I like that I can pursue this,” he gestured whilst you stared at him with wide eyes. “That you’ll be somewhat safe from the onslaught of comments you would’ve gotten if you were a public figure. This feels normal to me, y’know. Like it’s not for show, it’s just me and you.”

“Me and you?” You asked with a grin, his smile grew and he gave you a wink, “of course, this is our second date after all.”

“Is that so?” You bit your lip when he leaned towards you, his lips so close to touching yours, before he planted a small, almost phantom-like kiss on them. “It is so,” he gauged your expression before ultimately seeing the contentment in your eyes, and pressed his lips to yours firmly. You felt his hand grasp your cheek as he tilted his head to gain more access.

You were both breathing heavily before you disconnected your lips, but Vinnie took it upon himself to kiss your cheeks before traveling down your neck, leaving you even more breathless.

“I’m taking you on dates everyday this week,” he breathed into your neck and you felt your eyes roll back from the sensation and his sultry voice.

“I expect you to-“ he stopped you from talking with another kiss. “Shut up and kiss me,” he ordered and you did, for several hours, the once bright sun in the middle of sky, now dipping down on the horizon covered by the Los Angeles skyline.

[folklorcore]

skincare time - v. hacker

Pairing: Vinnie Hacker x Fem!Reader

TW/Tags: Pure fluff, established relationship.

Summary: Vinnie asks you to do your skin care routine on him, starting with a nice tradition between the two of you.

Words count: 0.63 k.

Vinnie's Masterlist.

You were in the bathroom inside Vinnie's room, your boyfriend.

You were mostly doing your skincare routine, when he knocked on the door.

"Baby, are you done yet? I miss you." he complained, opening the door a little to see what you were doing.

"Actually, yeah, I just need to brush my hair." You nodded looking at him in the mirror in front of you while he hugged you around the waist and hid his face in the crook of your neck.

You ran the brush through the ends of your hair and then brushed the rest.

"What's it for?" he asked taking a tube of liquid charcoal mask.

You smiled at the product in his hands and set the brush aside when you were done. "It's a mask, love."

"The kind that stick to your face and take away the blackheads or something?" he stopped hugging you to better observe the product.

"Yeah, exactly." You were going to start saving everything you used but he stopped you.

"Do you think you could… I don't know, do your skincare routine on me?" he asked biting his bottom lip looking at you. "If you don't want it doesn't matter I just—"

"Of course, sit down." You indicated to him by moving to the side so that he could sit where you were before and he did that.

You started by taking one of your hair bands, using it to keep his curls out of his face.

To say that he looked adorable was an understatement. Vinnie watched the movement of your hands where they went, waiting for what you would do next.

First you helped him wash his face with a purifying gel that you used.

You passed a towel that you used especially for your face across his face, removing excess water from his face with touches all over it.

"Your touch is too light and soothing." he mentioned with his eyes closed, making you giggle.

"Thanks, baby." you responded by choosing a Korean face mask to put on, choosing an avocado one.

You opened it up and spread it out, placing it on his face carefully. But he was startled by the sudden cold contact on his skin.

"Shit, it's cold."

When you got it fully on his face you looked down at your phone, checking the time.

"We have to wait twenty minutes."

As the said time passed you talked about your day, while he just nodded because he couldn't speak or his mask would fall off.

When you looked at the phone again, at least twenty-five minutes had passed. You went back to remove the piece of cloth from Vinnie's face and deposit it in the trash.

You took the towel again to dry him and put it aside.

You took some facial cream, putting it in the palm of your hand and with two of your fingers of the other free hand, you took the product to put dots of it on his face.

Then you gently began to spread it all over his face.

"This really is relaxing." He muttered sleepily, and you smiled looking at him.

"I know." you nodded removing your hands from his face and left a peak on his lips, removing the band from his hair. "lets go to bed."

He nodded getting up from his seat, hugging you to guide you towards the bed. Where he threw himself with you into his arms making you laugh and him smile.

"Good night, love." you said looking at your boyfriend already asleep.

"Good night, doll."

The next day at night, you came out of the bathroom when you were done with your skincare routine and he was standing by the door.

And what he said left a smile on your lips.

"It's skincare time."

REQUESTS ARE OPEN.

[cosmicanakin]

full of surprises.

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

pairing. vinnie hacker x female reader.

outline. helping vinnie in the garage, your knowledge, and skills with cars over the years come to surface, unveiling a secret you'd kept hidden.

contains. fluff, explicit language, smut, thigh riding, fingering, pinv, & breeding kink mentioned.

authors note. while i was scrolling through pinterest, i fell down a rabbit hole of photos of vinnie working on cars. and it inspired me to write. <3

the soft clanking and muttered curses drifting from the garage pull you away from your mindless scrolling on your phone. you glance at the clock, noticing it's past midnight already. vinnie told you he'd be done working on his by now but it seems he's hit another snag in repairs.

sighing, you slide off the couch and pad down the hallway. vinnie's bent over the open hood distractedly turning a wrench, smears of grease decorating his gray tank top and forearms in a way that makes your heart flutter. you admire his toned physique for a moment, always loving when he gets hands on.

“any luck, babe?” you ask softly, not wanting to startle him. vinnie jerks up with a grimace, rubbing the back of his neck. “ah, no not yet. this damn fuel pump is being a real pain in my ass. i've replaced every other part but it just won't prime right.”

he kicks the tire in frustration earning a soft chuckle from you. striding over, you stand on your tiptoes to peer into the engine compartment. years spent helping your dad under the hoods of countless vehicles have given you more than a casual understanding.

“mind if i take a look?” you inquire, already sliding some gloves from the table beside you. vinnie gapes at you in disbelief. “i had no idea you knew about cars, babe,” disbelief colors his tone but you can also detect a hint of thrill at discovering another layer to you.

“my dad always said it's a good skill for any woman to have. now scoot over, let me see what's going on.” vinnie readily obliges, interest overtaking his previous annoyance as you step into his place. running an analytical eye, you soon spot the issue.

“ah, there's your problem. the fuel filter is badly clogged, no wonder it can't draw fuel properly. just needs a replacement, should clear it right up.” you declare confidently, removing the filter to examine. vinnie peers over your shoulder in amazement.

“damn baby girl, you never cease to surprise me. i'm seriously so impressed right now, you've got me feeling all kinds of things.” he purrs against your ear, hands sliding around your waist from behind. a shiver runs down your spine at his breath on your skin but you maintain focus, humming thoughtfully.

“flattery will get you everywhere mister, now hand me the socket so i can get this fixed,” you demand gently, holding a hand back expectantly. vinnie hurriedly passes you the tool, enthralled by your take-charge demeanor. within minutes the new filter is installed and you're reassembling the compartment.

flicking your gloves away, you turn to face vinnie's adoring gaze with a smile. “alright big man, give her a start, and let's see if that did the trick.” he grins, pressing a swift kiss to your lips in thanks before jumping into the driver's seat.

the cars roars to life on the first try, rumbling smoothly without any hiccups. vinnie whoops loudly, leaning out the window with glee. “fuck baby, you're amazing! that was the perfect fix. come here, i gotta give you a proper reward.”

giggling, you allow vinnie to tug you into his lap as he's sat in the driver's seat. his mouth latches onto your neck desperately, hands roaming your sides. “i'm so turned on by how smart and skilled you are. drives me crazy knowing you could probably rebuild this engine from scratch if you wanted,” he growls between kisses.

heat pools low in your belly at his adoring praise. you slide his hands up under your shirt, craving his touch. “mhm, maybe i will someday just to watch you swoon. but for now...” twisting, you capture vinnie's lips hungrily.

he sighs into the kiss, deepening it instantly as his tongue delves between your parted lips. you rock against his firm thigh. vinnie groans, hands gripping your hips to guide your movements.

“fuck, i need you so bad y/n. let's take this inside, i wanna worship your perfect body properly.” he breathes heavily, pupils blown wide with want. you nod eagerly, already scrambling from his lap toward the house. vinnie follows, hastily towing you the rest of the way by your wrist.

as soon as the bedroom door clicks shut he's pinning you against it feverishly. your shirt disappears followed by his as he assaults your collarbone with rough kisses and nips. a gasp escapes your throat, grabbing handfuls of his hair to encourage the delicious treatment.

vinnie hikes your legs around his waist, lifting as if you weigh nothing at all. the hard line of his erection presses relentlessly against your core through the multiple layers still separating you, seeking friction. you grind down needily, desperate for more contact.

“slow down, baby, ‘m not going anywhere,” he pants, carrying you to the bed and laying you out like a feast. vinnie quickly divests the rest of your clothing, gazing in awe at your naked form beneath him.

“so perfect, and all mine.” his worshipping words steal your breath, stomach clenching deliciously. when his mouth latches onto a pert nipple to suckle, you cry out loudly at the exquisite sensation.

vinnie takes his time lavishing each breast and curve of your body with wet kisses and love bites, mapping every sensitive spot until you're writhing and begging for more. finally his fingers dip to your dripping core, circling your swollen clit teasingly.

“fuck vinnie!” you babble, back arching off the mattress at his feather light touches. he chuckles darkly, sinking two digits into your cunt. “you take my fingers so well babygirl. bet you'll feel even better wrapped around my cock though, what do you think?”

a choked moan is your only response, eyes rolling back as he pumps his fingers leisurely. vinnie slowly adds a third, stretching your entrance deliciously full. his thumb rolls firm circles over your clit in time, driving you to the edge at an agonizing pace.

just as your orgasm begins to crest, he removes his hand entirely leaving you keening. vinnie stands to remove the last of his clothing, hard length jutting proudly from his slender hips. the sight alone could make you cum but he hasn't given permission yet.

crawling back over you, vinnie slots his cock against your dripping entrance and leans down to claim your mouth in a filthy kiss. “gonna make you feel so good y/n, fuck you senseless until you can't remember your name. that's what you want isn't it?”

you whimper desperately, nodding fervently against his lips. “please, i want to feel you so deep inside me. use me as rough as you like, i'm yours baby.” his restraint snaps, and with one powerful thrust, he's fully seated to the hilt within your clenching heat.

you cry out loudly at the relentless stretch, walls spasming deliciously around his girth. vinnie groans deeply, staying locked in place to adjust before beginning a punishing rhythm of hard, deep strokes. his hips snap violently, balls slapping your swollen flesh with each impact.

all you can do is hold on for dear life, nails raking down his sweat slicked back as he fucks you into oblivion. vinnie pistons his hips with animalistic drives, pounding directly into your most sensitive spots unerringly. a constant litany of filthy praises tumble from his pretty lips, only spurring you nearer the edge.

“fuck you look gorgeous taking my fat cock sweet girl, your pussy was made for me i swear. gonna fill you up, have your belly swollen with my babies, you want that pretty girl? want me to come inside you while i fuck my name out of that beautiful mouth?”

the depraved imagery plunges you over at last, walls constricting vinnie's member in a vice grip. your orgasm tears through you with ruthless intensity, eyes rolling back as you scream his name. he chases his own release, fucking you through the aftershocks until spilling deep within your quivering channel with a guttural groan.

collapsing together in a sweaty heap, you trade sloppy kisses and whispered ‘i love you's’ while coming down from ecstasy. vinnie curls around your sated form protectively, pressing sweet affection into any skin he can reach.

“you never cease to amaze me y/n. i love how full of surprises you are, constantly keeping me on my toes. and damn do i love when you take charge like that, so fucking hot.” he sighs contentedly, nuzzling your hair.

[slvthrs]

I'M SO FUCKING OBSESSED WITH YOU Y'KNOW | vinnie hacker

--- MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD ---

your boyfriend loves the way the hot weather makes you look

VINNIE HACKER X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise kink, pet names, fingering, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), hair pulling, slight vouyerism

word count: 1k <3

California is so fucking hot sometimes. The way that shirts stick to skin and the way that when you would walk out of the house and immediately be hit with a wave of heat that absolutely envelopes you. You really wanna move sometimes but you never would unless your boyfriend came with you. Your 5 foot 11, sandy beach blond with freckles and brown eyes, the archetype of someone from California- Vinnie.

From where you live the crashing of the beach waves helps to lull you to sleep in the night and sounds of beachgoers is your alarm clock and as much as you love living here, the heat will always get to you- it’s uncomfortable and suffocating. You’re a person who likes the cold and your boyfriend is exactly the opposite- he’s warm and sweet and kind of like a loyal dog. 

So that’s the reason why you’re currently laying back down in the shortest skirt you could find and a tiny crop top with no bra, sucking on this popsicle like it’s your last meal in the world. 

You let your head dangle off the edge of the counter with your body fully on display for no one. You should be a lot more careful with your boyfriend's roommate walking the halls but he’s seen me in more compromising positions. The sound of the neighborhood is bouncing off the walls of the kitchen and you can hear a soft pair of footsteps coming down from the house's gym. 

And speak of the devil and he may appear- your boyfriend walks into the kitchen to grab some water and so you can shamelessly check him out. He’s just wearing his sweatpants which rest dangerously low on his waist and he is slightly wet and a towel is thrown over his shoulder- which you presume is for wiping up but what catches your attention is the way his hands flex and how big they are compared to yours- It’s like he could drown you in his hands and you would never complain.

But you compose yourself, “Hi babe how was the work out?” you say stretching yourself out more so he can see me even better

He looks startled, “Shit I didn’t realize you were here” He says as he turns to look at me and the moment your eyes meet, you both know that you both want each other,

“Uh it went well, I like the outfit” He says taking a swig of his water

“Thanks” I say with the most innocent expression you can muster and you sit up to look at him doe-eyed “I like your fit as well” You chuckled referencing to how little he's wearing

“Ha ha very funny I work out in this, what is your excuse for looking like that?” He says with fake annoyance

“One, it’s fucking boiling in Cali and two, what do you mean ‘looking like that’” You say  emphasising the ‘that’

He groans, “You just, I dunno, look hot” He admits

“Well yeah it’s like 90 degrees outside” You joke

“You fucking know I didn’t mean that” He says walking closer to me and placing the water bottle away and placing both his hands on either sides of me- caging me in

I finish your popsicle and hook your hands around his neck playing with the wooden stick of the popsicle, “Hmm, I don’t think I know what you mean?” You say faking your innocence

“Oh yeah you wanna play it like that? Fine we can do it like that” He states as he crashes your lips together, you both taste like sweat, ice, and cherry popsicle along with pent up aggression of not having even seen each other in days due to your contrasting schedule. 

He lifts his hands to the hem of your shirt to take it of revealing your braless state, and looks at you in a state of awe, “God your such a fucking whore and you love to pretend your innocent,” He says as he starts to kiss your chest and starts to trail down and before he reaches your skirt he flips me over so your stomach is pressed up against the counter, “It kinda pisses me off but mainly turns me on.”

The chill of the counter makes you almost moan from how hot you are. He flips up your skirt and pulls your panties aside to lean up his cock with your clothed cunt and slams into you, gaining a completely pornographic moan that puts Satan to shame. 

His hands take refuge on your waist as he sets an unrelenting pace tumbling you so close to your climax. One of his hands finds your clit as he circles and teases it making you almost cry of complete pleasure but he stops as the same hand finds your hair and pulls it back so our eyes connect.

Instead of finding a sort of ravaged animalistic look on Vinnie’s face he looks at me in awe as if you look like the world's finest art and dips his head down to your spine and kisses upward and leaves marks all over your neck as he leans into your ears and whispers, 

“I’m fucking obsessed with you y’know”

And the words of praise cause everything to come crashing down- as you cum he lets go of his grip on your hair and it’s replaced with slight kisses on your back that trails down and he soothes you out of your orgasm.

With a few more thrusts he’s following you and then he pulls out of me but his grip on you stays because you both know that if he lets go you might just collapse. 

You stay there just for a bit, “Let’s go before Jett finds us sweetheart.” He says as he’s picking you up and carries you bridal style to your shared bedroom and he draws you into a bath.

[sturnioloshacker]

when in bed - a vinnie hacker short

a/n: title may be suggestive but it’s nothing but pure love & happiness 💕

“princess! come to bed, i wanna cuddle!” vinnie whines as he waits for his girl to finish her skincare routine

“almost done, bub!” she yells out from the bathroom where she was washing her hands from all the creams and scrubs she has used on her face

shutting the bright light off, the room becomes invaded by pure darkness. grabbing his phone, he shines his torch to help guide y/n to bed. y/n switches the bedside lamp on and hops into bed. tucking herself in, she rolls in and cuddles into her boyfriend’s strong chest. wrapping his arms around the girl, vinnie watches as she places small kisses along his berserk tattoo. looking up, y/n finds herself caught up in the eyes that were the first feature she found attractive when she first met vinnie. still staring into those honey golden orbs, a small smile creeps onto y/n’s lips. meanwhile, vinnie is doing the exact same thing. staring deep into y/n’s eyes, a smile forms on his lips

both y/n and vinnie’s eyes travel down to each other’s lips. gazing upon his plump pink lips, y/n can’t help but think about the first kiss she had with vinnie. the softness of his lips against hers as they moved in sync made her heart race, her knees weak and her cheeks blush oh so red. she also can’t help but think about all the kisses she’s shared with the man who’s arms are wrapped around her back. from the romantic date nights to the heated makeout sessions, y/n can feel her cheeks burning up while staring at vinnie’s lips. vinnie, on the other hand, was just eagerly waiting to lean in and kiss the pretty girl in front of him but held himself back because she looked absolutely adorable. her brows slightly raised as her mind raced with multiple thoughts, her cheeks forming a slight rosy pink blush and a soft sigh escaping her parted lips

fuck it.

vinnie leans in and captures y/n’s lips into a sweet kiss. her eyes flutter close as she melts into vinnie’s warmth. his plump lips moving in time with his lover as the passion and desire for one another rises. the spark ignites an intense electricity between the two as they slowly pull away and look into each other’s eyes once again. once they pulled away, the giddy giggles filled the room. Beaming with joy and pure adoration for one another, y/n turns the lamp off and shoves her face back into vinnie’s chest. 

“goodnight vinnie, i love you”, y/n mumbles into vinnie’s chest as she drifts off.

“goodnight y/n, i love you”, vinnie whispers.

vinnie softly kisses y/n’s forehead as he slowly falls asleep. their limbs wrapped lazily around each other, the two lovebirds immediately fall into dreamland where core memories are replayed in their heads over and over again. 

[vinnieslove]

skin care

summary; vinnie let’s you do some skin care on him

warnings; pet names (baby, princess)

authors note; ENJOY I LITERALLY HAVENT POSTED IN FOREVER AND IM SORRY

it was currently 9:48pm and you were laying and your bed you shared with vinnie while he was playing video games at his desk. you were currently scrolling through tiktok, as you had nothing else to do.

after watching a tik tok about a cute cat, you scrolled to the next which happened to be a girlfriend doing skin care on her boyfriend. you watched as she pulled his hair back with a headband, did a face mask, jade roll, moisturize, and all that other stuff to her boyfriend. you first thought was how cute this was. then suddenly, the idea to do it to vinnie popped in your head.

you hopped out of bed and shuffled you way over to vinnie. you lazily wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders, “hi baby.” you greeted him with kisses on his check and neck.

“hi princess,” he said while leaning into your touch. “what’s up?”

“mmm, can i do some skin care on you,” giving him lots of kisses in hopes of persuading him.

vinnie doesn’t give it much thought before agreeing and finishing his game. “let me finish this real quick. it’ll only be a couple more minutes.”

you never really minded when vinnie played video games like most girlfriends would. that’s because vinnie wasn’t so distracted by them as other boyfriends were. whenever you needed him, or simply just wanted to cuddle, he would 98% of the time stop whatever he was doing and immediately be by your side. that other 2% was if he was nearly done with the game he would ask if he could finish and you always said yes.

it was also a big bonus to see how happy he got when he won whatever game was playing.

while you waited for vinnie to finish, you got out all that you wanted, except for stuff that needed to be cold; you kept that in your pink mini skincare fridge your parents gifted you a couple years ago.

you picked out three of your five skincare headbands for vinnie to pick out. you had also picked out a few different kinds of face masks for him to chose from too.

when you left your shared bathroom, vinnie was laying, waiting patiently on your bed scrolling through his phone. a small smile brightened your face as you made your way to him, setting down the stuff you gathered on the bed. you sat on your knees beside him on the bed and greeted him with a quick kiss then began.

“okay, first, which headband do you want,” you held up all the options. “this one is bear ears, this one’s cat ears, and this one is just a white bow.” you held out each option as you called it out.

vinnie pondered and looked between the three, “the bear one.” he pointed to.

vinnie lifted his head slightly as you pulled it over his head and bringing it up to pull his hair out of his face.

“we totally don’t have to do this and it’s up to you but,” you paused momentarily. “can i do your eyebrows?”

without any hesitation, vinnie agreed, “of course, baby.”

so you got out your derma blade and tweezers. “now, if this hurts, tell me and i’ll stop.” vinnie just nodded in response.

you fixed the top of his brows and plucked some of the hairs under it. each time you plucked the hairs, vinnie would squint in pain. it hurt, but of course he would take it just for you. “i’m sorry. i’m sorry.” you would apologize quietly after every pluck.

“now the hard part is over. let’s get relaxing!” he loved your enthusiasm; it made his heart beat a thousand miles per minute.

vinnies eyes were shut and you were opening the eye mask bag. “wait,” vinnie softly interrupted. “cand you, maybe, explain everything while you do it?”

you chuckle slightly at this, “of course. right now, i’m taking out these little patch things and i’m putting them under your eyes to help with puffiness and reduce eye bags.” you informed the best you could.

“hey! are you saying i have bad eye bags?!”

you gasped slightly, “what? no!” vinnie laughed at you as you got all flustered and eventually you joined in on the laughter.

before getting started, you straddled his lap and vinnie rested his hands on your thighs. you did what you explained and you took the gold under eye patches and placed them under his eyes. “alright, now i’m going to take this rose-quartz roller and gently massage it in.”

you were barely starting and yet vinnie was already getting so relaxed, he felt sleepy. a faint smile appeared on vinnies face, he could practically see the concentration on your face. the way your eyebrows furrow slightly and your tongue sticks out a little.

once you were done, you set the roller aside and discarded the eye patches back in its original packaging, setting it off to the side and mentally labeling it as the start of the trash pile. “now, you are going to pick out a type of face mask to do.” vinnies eyes open enough to see. “we have a peel-off mask, a sheet mask, or one i can wash off with a wash cloth.” you show the options.

vinnie contemplated for a bit before picking the sheet mask. you had picked out one from your fridge that was infused with aloe vera. “this one has aloe vera, ‘k?” vinnie just hummed in response.

you opened the package and placed the sheet mask on his face, adjusting it before taking the roller and massaging it in again. vinnie hummed at the feeling.

you took the mask off, placing it back in the package, and using your fingers to massage the residue in. afterwards, you gave vinnie a quick kiss before moving on. “now i am putting some vitamin c serum on you.” your voice gentle, relaxing vinnie even more.

you place small drops on key components of his face: forehead, cheeks, and chin. you massaged it in again with your delicate fingers.

finally it was the last step, moisturizer. “last but not least,” you started. vinnie internally frowned, he didn’t want this to end. “moisturizer.” you took your moisturizer and rubbed it in gently.

“all done, baby.” you smiled. vinnies eyes flutter open to look at your beautiful self sitting on his lap. he took one of his hands off your thigh to take off the head band. he sat up as you pushed yourself back to let him sit up.

after he sat up, he gave you a quick yet passionate kiss. “that was amazing. you need to do that more often.” giving you another kiss.

“good. i’m glad you enjoyed.”

you both finsihed your night rountines, settling into bed. you curl up to vinnies side before he says, “next time, i wanna do that to you.”

you chuckle, “i would love that.”

you both snuggle deeper into the bed before drifting off into a relaxing sleep.

[heartsforvin]

the happy trail, the tattoos, the grey sweatpants, the abs, HIM IN GENERAL

ridin that shit like it’s my last day to live idc. hes so hot stfu

[flynnriderishot]

this may be a lil crazy but can you do a vinnie fic where reader is one of the sturniolo quadruplets? maybe like the fandoms colliding, the “triplets” fans all collectively fake bullying vinnie (I truly feel like if they had a sister she’d be like everybody’s girl crush like maya hawke) and just how they’d be such a cute internet power couple

a/n: i’m so in love with this idea it’s kind of insane 😭 the second i saw it, i started writing. def not the best but i did what i could :)

exposed - v.h

vinnie leant back in his gaming chair as he stared at his screen. he had taken a pause on his game of valorant to focus on the questions or comments his viewers had for him.

one in particular caught his eye

who’s your celebrity crush?

“i don’t really have a celebrity crush. i mean, you guys know how i feel about margot robbie but if i had to pick someone else, i think i’d say yn sturniolo. she’s freaking gorgeous.”

lmaooo 😭

bro get in line

don’t tell him to get in line, he might as well cut to the front 🙄

she’s so pretty

YN ?!?!

“i take it you guys know her?”

know her⁉️ we love her

that’s bae right there😪

love of my life fr 😫

vinnie stifled a laugh as he eyed the way his phone lit up with a text almost immediately after what he said.

yn 💋

gorgeous???

oh, how generous 😔

he had unknowingly made a habit of responding to your texts as quickly as he could. so without much thinking, he reached forward to grab his phone and respond.

vinnie 🤭

gorgeous, beautiful, stunning, absolutely perfect

i can keep going

yn 💋

please do 😌

i’m kidding. pay attention to your stream, your fans are getting curious

he looked up from his phone, his cheeks flushing a bit at the idea of you watching him. his eyes trailed over to the chat,

what’s bro smiling about?

what are the odds he’s actually messaging yn right now?

zero. bro has no game^^

“bro has no game.” he repeated, chuckling slightly, “you’re not wrong. i’ll play one more game of val and i’m off.”

he placed his headphones over his head, shaking his head slightly, hoping he was nonchalant enough to push away their wonders.

•••

you sat in the backseat of the car with your brother, nick as he spoke to the camera set up on the dashboard.

you could hardly pay attention to what was being said with the way chris kept pushing his seat back against your knees.

“stop!” you hit the seat, instantly getting him to start an arguement.

“you stop yelling!”

matt sighed, he had grown used to yours and chris’ banter, having dealt with it for his entire life. he chopped it up to the two of you being the youngest siblings of them all.

though, with the banter came the closeness between you two, so he knew you were only joking. however, the loud groan nick let out told him to get involved before the argument could escalate to anything more.

“leave her alone, chris.”

“she’s messing with me—“

“no, i’m not.” “no she’s not.”

“shut up! question is: who’s your celeb crushes?”

“i don’t think i have one.” matt shrugged,

“i’ll play it safe and say jacob elordi.”

“i’ll go vinnie hacker.”

chris frowned, turning in his seat to look at you, “that’s not your crush, that’s your boyfriend—“

“um— shut the fuck up?”

“dude, what the hell?”

“just cut it out, nick.” he waved off the eldest triplet, turning his attention back to you, “you can’t say your boyfriend is your celebrity crush, that doesn’t count.”

“they don’t know he’s her boyfriend, dumbass.” matt pointed out.

“just say someone else, we’ll re-film it.”

“no, because then it wouldn’t be authentic.” nick rolled his eyes, “i’ll cut her clip out. way to ruin it.”

“shut up! i was confused.”

“you’re always confused.” you scoffed, earning an offended look, “turn around.”

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vincenzohacks WHAT⁉️ @/lovelyyn you seeing this?

| lovelyyn i’m seeing it 🤔

yn.sturniolo bro…

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mattxliamneeson WTF HAPPENED TO HAVING NO GAME 💀😭 @/vinniehacker

secretlysturn not nick exposing them 🌚

| nicksgiraffehat it was technically chris…

>>> secretlysturn ‘it was technically chris 🤓’ nick edited the video 😒

vinniehacker huh

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| letstrip123 this kind of annoys me 🌝

| hackerxsturn IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

hackerslovevin it’s the way nick and chris exposed them and have yet to comment 😭

| nicolassturniolo we messed up… @/christophersturniolo

>>> christophersturniolo yeah…

yn.sturniolo @/matthew.sturniolo have i mentioned how you’re my favorite brother?

| matthew.sturniolo once or twice 🤷‍♂️

| christophersturniolo it wasn’t my fault 🙄

| @/yn.sturniolo @/vinniehacker sorry ?

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[skinnyducky]

in her defense // v.h.

a/n not gonna lie.. this was supposed to come out a LONG time ago. however, the og idea i had in mind just didn’t fit my writing style so i scrapped it and rewrote the entire thing. so, here’s what i came up with. hope you enjoy :)

p.s. i missed y’all soooo much !

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.3k, edited

WARNING: language, bladder mentions, and m*x. that is all. 

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Surprisingly, dinner with Vinnie’s friends wasn’t as awkward as she thought it would be. This was her first time meeting them, and honestly, she was a bit nervous in the beginning. It’s not like she didn’t have a reason to be, though. Sure, it wasn’t like she was meeting his family, but still, these were friends. These were the people he spent the majority of his day with—besides her. Their approval meant everything to her because if they didn’t like her, that could definitely put a damper on her and Vinnie’s relationship, and she definitely didn’t want that.

The group had arrived at the fancy restaurant around nine. It was nearing eleven. They spent almost an hour and a half just chatting amongst themselves and sharing embarrassing stories they all had about Vinnie. It wasn’t until midway through Jack’s story of Vinnie almost electrocuting himself that Y/n felt the need to use the bathroom. She crossed her legs, fighting against her bladder in hopes that she wouldn’t miss this story. But her bladder was putting up a good fight, one that she was on the brink of losing.

She flew up from her seat and turned to Vinnie. "I’ll be back. Gonna go use the restroom."

Vinnie nodded in response, sending a smile her way. "Alright, babe. Take your time."

After pecking the boy’s cheek, Y/n sprinted to the restroom. Upon reaching the ladies’ room, she flew inside and stumbled into the nearest stall. "Oh, that’s nice." She smiled, relieving herself of the pressure on her bladder. Once she was done, she wandered out of the stall and towards the sink. As she began washing her hands, she took the time to check herself over, ensuring that she didn’t look like a complete mess. While she was doing so, she noticed something strange.. something that looked like it didn’t belong in the women’s restroom. Shutting off the sink, Y/n slowly turned around, hoping to herself that what she saw was just in her imagination. Unfortunately, it wasn’t.

There, clinging to the wall, just a few feet away, was a row of perfectly polished urinals.

"No way." she gulped.

There was surely a reasonable explanation for this, right? There had to be a reason for urinals being in the women’s restroom. After trying to come up with every possible explanation, Y/n concluded that she was in fact in the men’s restroom. It’s not like she strolled in here on purpose; she really had to pee and didn’t think to look at the signs on the door.

"I gotta get out of here." She started sprinting towards the door, ready to make her escape. But before she could even lay a finger on that door handle, she heard the sound of laughter coming near. But this wasn’t just any laughter; no, this was.. male laughter.

"Shit." She slapped her lavender-scented hand over her mouth and ran into a stall before she could get caught. Locking the door behind her, she climbed onto the toilet and crouched down so no one would see her head poking out.

The guys entered the bathroom, and based on what Y/n was hearing, there were only two of them. However, that wasn’t the only thing that she heard. There was something familiar about those voices. It only took a second for Y/n to recognize those voices as belonging to Vinnie and his good ol' pal, M*x.

"Jack's such a dick," Vinnie chuckled, his stream trailing behind his voice. "Thank god he didn’t say any of that in front of Y/n. She’d probably leave me in a heartbeat if she heard all of that."

M*x joined in on the laughter. "Can’t argue with that, man. Can’t argue with that."

It was silent between the two as they tinkled. The second they finished, however, M*x cleared his throat. "Uh, can I ask you a question?"

After flushing the urinals, both boys walked over to the sinks. "For sure. What’s up?" Vinnie asked.

"Are you positive she’s the one?"

The question made both Y/n and Vinnie confused. Based on how things were going at dinner, Y/n was confident she made a good impression on all of Vinnie's friends. Although, come to think of it, M*x was a bit standoffish. Maybe she didn’t leave as good a mark as she thought she did.

"Uhm, yeah. I’m pretty positive." Vinnie chuckled. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"I just.. I just don’t think she’s the one for you, dude."

"And why is that?" All traces of amusement had left Vinnie’s tone. Now, all that was there was curiosity, and a hint of anger.

M*x swallowed the lump in his throat before saying the unthinkable. "Not gonna lie, bro, I think she’s a hoe."

Y/n felt her nails dig into her skin as she fought back the urge to fly out of that stall and give that dickhead a piece of her mind. Who the hell does he think he is? He’s barely said two words to her, and already he’s come to that conclusion. What a douche!

Vinnie scoffed, clearly offended by M*x’s accusation. "What the hell, dude? Why would you think my girlfriend’s a hoe?"

"I mean, she was practically flirting with every guy at the table. You saw the way she got all handsy with Jett. Don’t act like you didn’t."

Now, Y/n was a believer in many things. She believed in ghosts, aliens, and mermaids, but not this—and she hoped Vinnie didn't, either. How could M*x mistake her being nice for flirting? And what the hell did he mean by her getting "handsy" with Jett? She was picking a piece of lint off his sweater. "Hmph, talk about jumping to conclusions," she thought.

"You know what, M*x, you’re an idiot." Vinnie stated.

This time around, M*x got offended. "Vinnie, how am I an idiot for telling you the truth? I’m just telling you what I’m observing, and from what I’m observing, your girlfriend is playing you."

"And that’s just it," said Vinnie. "This is what you’re observing, not anyone else."

"Bro, I’m your friend. Shouldn’t that count for something?"

"It would if you had solid proof, but you don't, so no, it doesn’t count for shit."

"Why are you acting like this man?"

"You just called my girlfriend a hoe and then accused her of flirting with you guys with no evidence whatsoever." Vinnie snarled. "How would you feel if I accused your girlfriend of flirting with us without any proof?"

Max was quiet.

"Right, you wouldn’t like it. So, if you've got some sort of issue with her, just say that. Otherwise, keep her name out your mouth. We good?"

"Yeah, sure. We’re good."

With that, the two boys exit the bathroom, the stench of tension following closely behind. Leaving the stall, Y/n couldn’t fight the smile that broke out on her face. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't concerned about Vinnie believing what M*x said. In situations like these, boys tend to believe their friends, and considering the fact that she and Vinnie hadn’t been together for that long, she really didn’t know if he’d see through the bullshit. Thankfully, he did, and Y/n couldn’t have been happier.

Escaping the horror that was the men’s restroom, Y/n practically skipped back to the table. Just before she sat down, she planted a kiss on Vinnie’s forehead.

He giggled, blushing like a schoolboy. "What was that for?"

"Just a thank you."

With furrowed brows, he asked, "For what?"

"For being the best boyfriend ever," Y/n replied. "Also, you’re gonna have to tell me what Jack said and why in the hell it would make me want to leave you."

"Yeah, for sure." Vinnie laughed. As he was about to stuff his face with a spoonful of mashed potatoes, he paused. "Wait, what?"

[coral0ceans]

balcony talks

summary: you come out of the shower and notice vinnie smoking all alone in his balcony and decide to join him. (based off the story vinnie posted ‘I have no one to smoke w’)

status: relationship

warnings: yn kissing his body and teasing

a/n: first posttttt aaaaaa

I was just done with my shower and was finishing brushing my hair in front of Vinnie's big bathroom mirror when the smell of weed hit my nostrils.

Y/n knew Vinnie smoked before they both started dating, he wanted to be transparent with her cause he felt good about what they both had at the time & didn’t want his smoking to get in the way of their future together.

And it didn’t, firstly because Y/n smoked yourself & she found it hot when he smoked. The way he put the blunt in between his index and middle finger, watching his adams apple go up and down when he breathed in and out the smoke. How he moved his face away so he wouldn’t blow out the smoke in her face. The little things he did were cute and she wouldn’t say it out loud but it also turned her on.

So here I was, walking out of his bathroom and going to the balcony. As I walked towards the glass sliding doors I saw him sitting on one of the chairs outside, he was wearing a black t-shirt with some jeans and a beanie. He was also typing something on his phone and me being nosy you looked.

It was a photo of him with the blunt in his mouth as he typed:

‘I have no one to smoke w’

Y/n smiled at herself knowing he’ll have someone to smoke with now.

I slide the half-closed sliding door open, the noise causing Vinnie to turn around, and smile softly when he noticed it was Y/n.

“Comin' to join me?” Vinnie asks already knowing the answer. But he wanted to hear her say it.

“You know it,” I said nodding my head and walking over to stand in front of him.

“Is this seat taken?” I asked pointing to his thigh.

Vinnie smirked and said, “Nope, all yours doll.”

I nodded and sat on his lap, then took the blunt that was in between his fingers, put it to my mouth, and inhaled.

Smoking has always been a solution to my problems. I like the way it makes me feel like something inside me is burning, but it doesn’t hurt. It feels good. It makes me feel alive. So I do it once in a while, and this time it’s with my boyfriend, Vinnie.

I take the blunt out of my mouth put it back in between his fingers and lean back, my head lays in the crook of his neck as I breathe out the smoke. Seeing it dissolve into the air like nothing. I look up at Vinnie and kiss his jaw.

“What have you been up to lately V?” I say as he takes a hit of the blunt. He makes the face he usually does when he’s thinking.

He blows out the smoke and says, “Hmm, not much. But I’ve been trying to do a new song with Adam. You already know how that goes.” He said chuckling a little.

“Oh my gosh, are you guys still fighting over doing another one of those weird songs” Y/n rolls her eyes playfully and sits up on his lap to look at him.

“It’s funny thoughhh,” Vinnie says throwing his head back and closing his eyes.

“Whatever you say,” Y/n says sarcastically shrugging her shoulders as she takes another hit from the blunt.

“What about you? Did you get a call back from the model agency yet?” Vinnie says taking the blunt from my fingers and his free hand going on my lower back dragging itself to my ass.

“Not yet,” I sigh. “But I don’t want to think about that right now, I want to think about us, about you,” I say looking down at his neck and noticing the silver chain he has. I also notice the hook of the chain is at the front so I bring my hands up to his neck and move the chain around to place it correctly.

After we pass the blunts to eachother a couple a times I can start to feel the burn in my lungs.

“I’m so happy your mine V,” I say out of the blue. “You mean the world to me, I don’t know what I’d do without you,” I say.

“Y/n, I think you smoked too much today,” Vinnie says laughing softly and putting the blunt down on the small table outside. Then uses his hand to move some hair away from my face and puts it behind my ear. “Do you want to go inside?” He asks resting his hand on her cheek. His other hand was still on her ass.

I shake my head softly and sit up on his lap so I’m straddling him and my hands on the bottom of his shirt. “Can I tell you which of your tattoos are my favorite?” I ask.

He murmurs in response.

I lift his shirt a bit and touch the tattoo on his v-line. “This one, I like the heart and the way it’s filled in.” My fingers go over his tattoo and I can hear his breath catch in his throat. “Did it hurt when you got it done?”

“N-No, well, a little bit since they had to fill in the heart.” He says.

“Okay,” I whisper looking at his other tattoos, and then have an idea. I look around, and make sure no one is outside the house.

“I’m gonna kiss all the tattoos I like, okay?” I say looking back at him. A smirk appears on his face.

“You know I love it when your lips touch me, Do whatever you want.” He says.

I feel my cheeks heat up a bit but I know he doesn’t notice since it’s dark outside.

“Take your shirt off,” I tell him, and he takes it off dropping it on the balcony floor. I look down at his body and bring my lips to kiss the snake tattoo on his collarbone. I can hear him hold his breath for a few seconds while I kiss and suck softly on the snake tattoo.

I go down to kiss the wings in the middle of his chest. I look up at him and notice his head is thrown back on the chair and his eyes are closed.

I smirk to myself and kitty lick his tattoo and I hear him suck in a sharp breath. “Everything okay?” I ask teasingly as I sit up straight and look at his opened eyes now.

“You know what you're doing Y/n.” He said, his voice sounding a little out of breath.

“And what are you gonna do about it?” I ask brushing my hand through his golden soft hair.

Both of his hands suddenly touch the back of my thighs and he stands up. “Many, many things.” He says walking to the balcony door and entering his room.

Closing the door and bringing us to his bedroom.

[minjix]

valorant → Vinnie Hacker x female!reader

summary: in which Vinnie defends you

warnings: men being boys, slurs, hate towards women. speed like behavior - hate that man, boy. swear words , mentions suicide + pissed of Vinnie – overprotective!Vinnie, mad!Vinnie, angsty!Vinnie & soft!Vinnie

a/n: women can’t do anything without some men being butthurt about it :) I also don’t know ANYTHING about valorant, men scares me so I will never touch that game so I apologize in advance for all the incorrect information in this imagine <3

word count: 1.0k

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You two had been playing for hours on end, Vinnie’s comforting voice in your ears as your eyes were stuck to your screen. It was your first time playing the game and when you had told him this; the boy immediately begged you to play with him, so here you were– tongue out in concentration whilst Vinnie carefully guided you through everything.

He made it less stressful, his whispers of ‘that’s my girl’, every time you managed to kill someone. His voice burning a hole in your chest, your wound on display. Your nervous laughter only grew the smirk on his lips. He wished to be sat besides you instead of listening to your laughter and frustrated grunts over discord. But he gladly stayed, constantly asking how you felt about the game, quietly asking you for this to be yours and his thing; playing Valorant together.

Everyone had been respectful, since they respected Vinnie, but it all went to shit when one of your teammates decided to blame you for losing that round. Swear words were thrown your way, so loudly that his mic went static.

‘go back to the kitchen, you whore’

‘slut,’

‘ugly fucking bitch’

You sat frozen in your seat, dumbfounded with a slack jaw. Your heart was beating so fast you were sure it’d fall into your stomach. Your mouth turned dry and your eyes wet with tears as the abuse continued on. You were embarrassed for some unknown reason.

Vinnie still couldn’t understand what was happening, one moment jokes were thrown around and then the abuse towards you came out of nowhere.

“The fuck did you just say?” His voice was low as he spoke into the mic, his eyes dark and the muscles in his arms flexing as he gripped his controller.

“This fucking bitch is ruining everythi–“

Vinnie interrupted him. “Shut the fuck up.” His face was red as he could only imagine how you felt.

The coward on the other end laughed, a mocking one that made Vinnie’s controller crack under his grip. Other players tried their hardest to get him to shut up but to no avail.

“What are you gonna do about it, bitch?” And before Vinnie could say something; the coward disappeared from the party.

You were still quiet and then you left too. Vinnie quickly exited the game and grabbed his phone, sending you a simple text.

‘on my way.’

He blamed himself for putting you in that situation, knowing how bad the abuse gets. The dark pit in his stomach growing as he floored it to your apartment downtown, his eyes constantly glancing to see if you texted him back, but nothing.

The rapid knocks quieted the sobs from your lips. “Y/n, please open the door.” You quickly got up and opened the door despite the confusion you felt about him taking his time to check up on you.

Your face was wet from tears and your breaths came out in gasps as the pain in your chest wouldn’t lessen. “Shit,” he swore to himself before inviting himself in and embracing your shaking body. Over your cries he could hear several plings, one after another. Your computer was placed in your living room, right where you both stood.

His eyes squinted, recognizing it. Someone was chatting with you on valorant. He carefully let go of you and walked over to your computer despite his name leaving your lips in a warning.

His eyes widened at the words that burned a hole into his irises. Threat after threat came in, all from the very same player who couldn’t handle losing a match.

“What the actual fuck?” He whispered as he quickly muted the guy before blocking him. His arms rested on the table, his head hanging in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered.

Your brows furrowed in confusion, his back to you as you spoke, your voice hoarse and cracking with each word. “Why are you apologizing?”

He slammed his hands down on the desk, needing to let go of the weight on his chest. “I knew that this shit happens all the fucking time,” he gestured to your computer, “and I still convinced you to play, all because I’m a selfish fucking asshole,” you quickly crossed the room to him to stop him from saying more.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” You sniffed as you stared at his shoulder which were rapidly moving up and down in beat of his rapid breaths. “Vin, calm down…” you trailed of as he faced you, his eyes red and the veins in neck standing out from withholding his cries.

“I wanted to have something with you, and it ended with some fucking asshole telling you to off yourself?!” He was near hysterics now, hands in his hair as he looked everywhere but you.

He continued to speak over you trying to calm him down, “I can’t lose you because of this!” Your hands grabbed his arms and pulled him towards you. You held him tightly while he tried to catch his breath.

“Hey-it’s okay, you won’t lose me over this; I promise.”

His voice cracked, “that’s not what I meant.” He spoke quietly, begging you to understand so he didn’t have to say it himself.

“I know,” you whispered into his chest. “I’m with you til’ the end, remember?” A teary chuckle left him from the memory of you and him, drunk, sitting in a bathtub together, promising to never leave each other.

He took a shaky deep breath to gather his courage. “I really like you, Y/n. Really, really like you.”

You hugged him tighter, a smile growing on your lips from his confession. You’ve always dreamt of this moment except for the tears and the situation that brought you two here, embraced by each other.

“I really, really like you too, Vinnie.” His grip on you loosened, his lips met your hairline to softly whisper, “can I kiss you?”

You whispered a ‘yes you can’ before his lips carefully placed themselves on yours. The knot in your stomach snapped and exploded into millions of butterflies as his lips moved together with yours.