#old money!barzy

[slafkovskys]

Idk if you got this after hours thought last time but old money Barzy paying your tuition but he won’t tell you the number and the only way you can get him to is if you withhold sex until he tells you

“just tell me the number,” she mumbles, looking over at him from her computer, “it’s that simple.”

“it’s not important-”

“it’s very, important, mathew,” she huffs, “it’s a lot of fucking money. those loans were a lot of fucking money. tell me how much you put down and you can fuck me again.”

he stares at her, shoulders falling as he admits defeat, “all of it.”

“all of- you paid off all of my student loans. like there’s no balance?” she clarifies and he nods, looking nervous until she crosses the room and straddles him at his desk. she grabs his face and in the least threatening tone mutters, “i can’t fucking stand you” before pressing her lips to his.

it’s the first, but definitely not the last time, she gets railed over his desk.

[pucksandpower]

Can you please do a Mat Barzal x Old Money! Reader? 🫶

Mat Barzal x old money!Reader - Social Media AU

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barzal97 it kept you away too long

yourusername i’ll make it up to you

barzal97 can’t wait

yourbestfriend finally! we missed you so much

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barzal97 beauty ❤️

isleswags oh ok so this happened

buzzedbarzy the way she looks at barzy though 🥺

puckerup barzy’s hair is a wonder of the world

hohohockey and that shirt

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yourusername just call me NASA

yourusername that sounded better in my head

barzalfanatic he’s off the market? when did they even get together???

matnotmatt all i know is that if he’s posting her, they’re official

blazingbarzal y/n is actually a mood

toomanymen she’s serving real life blair waldorf

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titobeauvi91 acting like he’s never seen fruit before

yourusername he quickly learned his italian isn’t nearly as good as he thought

barzal97 everyone just speaks too fast

yourusername what did you expect when we’re in italy?

yourbestfriend you guys are too cute

jackedhughes the things i would do for mat barzal to smile at me like that

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barzal97 bye week 🇮🇹

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owahlstrom97 i feel left out

barzal97 we literally invited you

yourusername if i remember correctly, you said you didn’t want to spend the week around us being “all lovey-dovey”

islesnews i wouldn’t mind missing the all-star game if the other option was vacationing in italy with my stunner of a girlfriend either

[aston-reese]

lou “i have nothing new to say” lamoriello

[generallybarzy]

6,19,25,38,40,and 72!!

Thank you so much!!! This last one had me thinking so much omg.

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

I sleep with clothes on cause its more comfy for me (also I still live with others), but not a lot, just some boxer type shorts and a big old shirt

19: What does your URL mean?

I generally post about mat barzal haha. It used to be generallyhockey and I joked a lot about changing it cause I was just getting obsessed with barzy and then I did

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Video chatting i think. I just feel like there's a lot of expression missing from phone calls and also I talk with my hands and eyes a lot

38: What’s the weather like right now?

Its been raining all day but it's not anymore so its just dark and wet and cold. Honestly though I love rainy weather so much

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

I've only been driving by myself since August and no I've never crashed omg thats so scary. But we were all out once with my friends friend and he backed into someone's car oops

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

Wow this had me thinking. a) I honestly don't know if id tell anyone. Cause then there's all the frantic questions and chaos and if I'm absolutely going to die I'd just want it to be calm. Maybe I'd write them a letter for afterwards explaining everything. b) I would definitely spend all my money on things I was waiting to do, hang out with the people i'm closest with and let them know how much they mean to me. c) honestly even though I am content and know death is an inevitable part of life I am fucking terrified of it so yes very much.

let's get personal

[slafkovskys]

ok i feel like when the reader introduces old money barzy to their friends and everything goes really, bc everythings going good they step out of the room for a min to refill their drink or whatever, during this one of their friends would innocenrlty bring up an interest the readers always had but never had the money to pursue and think nothing of it, (for example photography or vintage cars ) but he would make a mental note, and then the next morning when u wake up just everything you've ever needed for said interest would have just appered in your house

so mat rents a house where y/n lives (i really see it as some middle of nowhere midwestern town idk) when she finally decides to give him the time of day, and shortly thereafter she’s spending a lot of time there. she invites her friends over one night for a girls night and mat just hangs out in the backyard while they do their thing.

he’s passing through the livingroom to get a glass of water when he overhears one of her friends ask, “i need someone to do my engagements. do you still do photography, y/n?”

“oh no, my camera broke a while ago. sorry,” her voice is genuine and mat can see the sad look on her face.

her friend frowns, “damn, you used to love doing it. is that why you don’t post on that burner anymore?”

so now mat has something to hyper-fixate over until she joins him in bed a few hours later. he’s looking up the best cameras, the best lens to go with them and he express ships them to his front door. two days later, she’s surprised to find boxes addressed to her on the kitchen table and mat practically vibrating in his spot. he points, “open.”

“mathew barzal, what did you-” she uses a key to rip open the tape and the breath leaves her lungs, “mat, why-”

“the other night, you told your friend that your camera broke. you looked sad about it and she mentioned a burner? i went and found it and you were really, really good, baby. so, i got you these.” his grin turns into into unease as she looks like she’s about to start crying, “no, i can return them if it was too much-”

“nobody’s ever done anything like this for me before,” she sets the box down and walks over to mat, framing his face with her hands, “i love you, mat barzal. thank you.”

and that was the first time that she had said it. mat surges forward and presses his lips to hers, “i love you too.”

requests are open for soft thoughts sunday!

[slafkovskys]

ok but old money barzy taking reader to his family’s huge vacation “house” (mansion) in wine country of italy where she gets to meet the wholeee family. and they’re in a hammock watching the sunset over the sprawling vineyard, sharing a dessert the private chef made for the night and mat brings up convos about gold or silvery jewelry and how many diamonds does she want on an engagement ring since his family knows “the best” jeweler in italy

there’s just no way this is real, she thinks to herself as she over looks the view from their balcony just off of their bedroom. it wasn’t the room that he had usually stayed in when they visited, but she found it when she was exploring, fell in love with it, and mat had their stuff moved in in less than thirty minutes. the pictures don’t do it justice.

mathew’s chest vibrates from underneath her and that’s how she becomes hyper aware that she was not just thinking these things, she was indeed verbalizing them. “they never do, do they?”

“you weren’t supposed to hear that,” she mumbles, letting her shoulders relax again as the breeze starts to gently sway the hammock they were laying on. she had to get her passport for this trip, mathew payed for it to be expedited and she knew that he made some phone calls for it to come within the two weeks that she would need it. she was embarrassed, but so thankful that it was done. she raises a curious eyebrow when he picks up her hand and runs his thumb over her ring finger, “that interesting to you?”

“a little bit,” she can’t see him, but she can almost picture the lopsided grin that he sports, “you prefer gold jewelry, huh?”

“i do,” she drawls out the second vowel.

“what’s your ring size?” he says it so casually, like her world didn’t come to screeching halt at his words. sure, they had had the textbook definition of a whirlwind romance the last six months, but she was still adjusting to him, to his life. he was still adjusting to hers. there was no way that they should be married right now. “i know that you don’t care about carats, but what about diamonds. two? three?”

“mathew-” she rarely used his full name now ever since she let him both into and out of the friend zone, but this was serious. “i’m not gonna marry you.”

“oh, i don’t expect you to. not right now anyway,” he helps her roll over so that she can look at him. he pushes her hair away from his face, “my family’s jeweler is in the next town. i want to meet with him to start getting ideas for when we do eventually get to that point. i promise that there’s not going to be a ring on your finger any time soon, not until we discuss, so tell your heart to calm down. i can feel it on my ribs.”

his words make you take a breath and rest against his chest, “i don’t need anything fancy, y’know? especially not multiple diamonds. you could do it with a ring pop and i would say yes.”

“oh, my love,” he sighs, “you deserve so much more than a ring pop.”

[slafkovskys]

old money barz would be so in love with reader that one day when shes marveling at his life and maybe feeling like she shouldnt be with him bc she doesnt belong he tells her “id give all of this up for you”

she’s from bf nowhere so all of this is so new to her. it’s one of those things they kind of always just scrape over, but never touch on until his mother starts asking when she’ll have a ring on her finger. by this time, she’s been to a few barzal/associate wedding and they are nothing but high class and that’s just not her.

they’re in bed one night, tucked into mat’s childhood bedroom that’s essentially the size of her apartment back home when she brings it up, “i don’t think that i could live like this. this- it isn’t me.”

“what do you mean?” mat’s chest pounds because for months his world has revolved around this woman, he has started to plan his life around her and was she about to end it right here tucked under his hermes blanket?

“i understand that this is how you were raised and it’s all that you know, but it’s so extravagant,” saying the word feels like a weight lifted off her shoulders, “and i’m so not-”

“i wear a $50,000 rolex everyday and you are still the most extravagant, beautiful being that i have the pleasure of laying my eyes on,” which, lord could he be more pretentious? she was on the verge of telling him to go touch some grass when he opens his mouth again, “i would give it up for you, you know? all you have to is ask.”

she shakes her head, “i would never ask you to do such a thing-”

“you’re worth more to me than any piece of jewelry, any contract, anything,” he says, gently nudging her face so that she would look at him, “and i’ll spend the rest of my life proving that to you.”

[slafkovskys]

Old money Barzy anon here! Thinking about him taking reader to galas and stuff. He definitely buys her a super fancy and expensive dress because all she probably has in her closet is mini dresses or something and she’s just like “Mat I can’t accept this” but he’s so heart eyes for her he says some sort of book tok type line like “I’ll buy the whole store for you if you want”

it’s for a charity dinner that he has to represent the family for. it takes some convincing for her to agree, but after a couple of kisses and mat’s lazy little grin paired with, “it would be so much more bearable if you were there. i’ll finally have someone to talk shit with,” and two days later she’s in the fitting room of a department store with an evening gown that’s equivalent to half a year of her rent donning her body.

she didn’t mean to look at the price, seriously, but when the amount of zeros after the comma caught her eye, she couldn’t help the strangled noise that escaped her lips. the curtain rips open and mat looks concerned, “what happened? are you okay?”

“it’s seven thousand dollars, mathew!” she whisper shouts, hoping the sales associate (who mat’s mother was apparently very fond of and directed them her way) wouldn’t hear, “i can’t afford that!”

he steps fully into the small room and closes the curtain, face still puzzled, “this is an event that i invited you to, why would you pay?”

“you are crazy if you think i’m letting you buy me something that expensive that i’ll probably wear once. now-” she reaches behind her back and fumbles with the zipper, “get me out of this thing and take me to windsor or something.”

“hey, hey, i would buy this entire store for you if you asked me to. it’s nothing. now, if you wouldn’t have seen the price, would you like this one,” timidly you shake your head and he nods, poking his head out of the curtain, “hey martha, this one’s a no go. could you grab that silver one she was looking at earlier?”

“mat-”

“you were practically drooling, y/n, and so was i thinking about you in it. indulge us both.”

[slafkovskys]

does oldmoney!barz have any old flames that come up? anyone that’s like “oh youre dating a normal girl now, that’s cute” or are fake nice to reader. or have a family that’s all bitchy/judgmental when they meet reader??? or do they respect him enough to not start things?? and does mat introduce her to his friends? do they like her? are they also down to earth like mat? OH is mat one of those rich people that parks somewhere where its not allowed and when reader calls him out and says he can’t park there hes like sure i can, it’s just $500 🤷‍♂️

she’s such a big deal to him because all he’s had before are just one night stands and a few regular hook ups. mostly people in his social circle or friends of friends who quite frankly don’t give a damn, but then we have sierra who thought she was going to get grandma barzal’s heirloom engagement ring because his mom brought it up at dinner one night. she’s nothing less than shocked when mat ghosts her and pops up five months later at gala practically hanging off of y/n and she’s like, “what’s your last name? i don’t think i know your family.”

the barzal’s have her thrown out of a party that they weren’t even throwing because they don’t play about family. maybe her whole family was blacklisted from every event after that but that’s tea for another day

like his family, his friends are just intrigued by her, the way she humbles mat endlessly and he just looks at her like he hung the moon and the stars. she makes into a couple different group chats after one meeting and has secured five (five) vacation invitations.

oh and he tries once and she’s all, “move the car or take me home.”

[slafkovskys]

OLD MONEY BARZY PLS I WOULD DIE FOR EVEN JUST ONE THOUGHT ON THIS

you meet old money barz in a really run down bar after he buys you the same drink you had been sipping on all night. maybe you go home with him, maybe you won’t even leave your number on a napkin for him so he has to just keep going back to this grimy little hole in the wall until you stumble back in your friends and agree to go out with him again.

it’s a whirlwind of a romance and the name barzal really means nothing to you, but when he starts taking you out of town almost every weekend (each time to a new place where everyone happens to know him), you start asking questions and that’s when he spills the beans. mans has access to money and has been in training since he turned eighteen to take over the family business (i see it as oil but let your mind wonder here)

you’re absolutely baffled when on that same trip he presents you with a “promise ring” though you’d only been together a few months and it was at least a few carats. you try to be careful what you say around him because he loves spending his money on you, (ex: you bring up in passing that you want to have at your family house one day. then not even a few days later he’s whisking you away to a lake house and at the dock is a nice boat with your name on the back of it)

[slafkovskys]

ohhh old money barz taking the reader to summer vacay in the hamptons with his fam?!? so many possibilities. but everyone knows hes in love when its dusk and the backyard fairy lights are on and youre dancing and laughing with mat, both of you barefoot in the grass, sundress spinning around you, a half drunk bottle of dom perignon lying around with your crystal champagne flutes almost empty, mat’s spilling slightly on his expensive oxford shirt and he doesn’t even seem to notice

she’s the first person who makes mat really feel like he can be himself. and yeah, they’re at one of the family houses, bottles of expensive liquor on the table and his family members littered around, but they’re immune to it all. the music’s loud, his cousin had just gotten engaged, and they’re spinning circles into the grass.

she bursts into a fit of giggles when the wind catches her dress and blows it up, rushing to smooth it back down and that’s when the champagne accidentally drips onto his shirt. neither of them care, too distracted by the fireworks that sound off from the bank and he wraps her in his arm, warm cheek pressed to the side of her head as her fingers curl around his forearm.

if this was a dream, he didn’t want to wake up any time soon.

[slafkovskys]

If you’re still doing soft thoughts does talking about old money Barzy count because I can just picture him introducing his parents or something and she’s just enamored at how big the house is

she’s a humble girlie and mathew is so aware of this so when he brings up the idea of meeting his parents, he does so carefully. i mean, the barzals want to meet the girl there son is using the private jet for so often and has him so enamored he’s talking about moving to the middle of nowhere to be with her.

when the trip gets planned, she insists on flying commercial and little mat is so concerned by how many people are on the flight but they agree on economy and she holds his hand the whole time. when she sees the house for the first time, she almost faints and when she walks inside, there’s a chandelier worth more than she makes in a calendar year and a chanel espadrille just lying in the middle of the foyer.

she looks at mat, “i’m so far out of my tax bracket here.”

“no you’re not,” he tries to reassure her, “come look at the flowers my mom got for your visit- wait-”

requests are open for soft thoughts sunday!

[slafkovskys]

THE BARZALS WANT TO MEET THE GIRL THEIR SON HAS BEEN USING THE PRIVATE JET FOR SO OFTEN JESS THAT WAS SO GOOD that whole blurb omg i want more!?? how does meeting the parents go? are they like classic ew shes not one of us rich parents or are they nice and humble (as humble as they can be lol) and like her?? does mat take her on a 20 minute tour of the entire house? does he show her around the rich town he grew up in and the insane looking private school that looks like an ivy college?

so she’s not like anyone he’s ever been with before and honestly, she’s the first girl that he’s ever outright brought home to them. they love her because she’s respectful (a little bit scared to touch anything for fear of breaking it) of their home and of them and can really tell she’s with their son for the right reasons which is all they really want.

and bestie the house tour takes over an hour to cover the house and the grounds. and maybe a makeout session or two in between but mathew knows the blind spot for the security cameras so that’s their business. the next day he does take her around town showing him all his favorite places and she’s just amazed because even the gas stations look expensive. he takes her to the school he attended with not one, but two buildings named after people in his family and before she could stop herself, she’s like, “i could never send my kid here.”

mathew laughs, “as an alum, i wouldn’t either.”

[slafkovskys]

Old money Barzy and reader having some sort of like enemies to lovers trope

so we’re gonna go with mat buying her drinks that first night and when he asks for her number, she won’t give it to him because she “doesn’t like his attitude.” now, despite coming from wealth, mat truly is a humble guy, but y/n spots the clean cut appearance and the rolex and cuts him off quick.

mat has never been denied anything in his life so that’s when he decided that this woman who only drinks mixed cocktails and was absolutely repulsed at the smell of beer, she was going to be his wife.

so every thursday and friday night for three weeks, he goes to the stupid bar and in the stupid town and has to give his parents some out of the water excuse for borrowing the jet to fly there, and he waits for her to stroll in.

and she does, three thursday nights after first time that he saw her, flanked by the same friends. she makes her way to the bar and the bartender whispers something in her ear before sliding her a raspberry lemon drop, the same drink mat had bought her weeks earlier. she sends a look his way before smirking and moving down the bar, towards his table in the corner of the dimly lit room. she leans against the tall table, “luc says that you’ve been waiting for me, huh?”

mat clears his throat, pushing the stupidly greasy cheese fries in her direction. he only got them because she went on and on about how much she liked them last time. she plucks one from the corner of the plate and pops it in her mouth, watching him intently, curiously. he blinks, “i wanted to see you again.”

“i don’t make habits of hanging around men who hand around bars just to ‘see me again,’ i hate to break it to you- what’s your name?”

he knows he told her last time but she’s someone that he doesn’t mind repeating himself for, “mathew. my friends call me mat.”

“well mathew, my friends call me y/n,” she sighs, taking another french fry off the plate and dipping it in the ranch. “tell me why you’ve been waiting for me here.”

“it’s not like that, y/n-”

“i said that my friends call me y/n. i haven’t decided if we’re friends yet, mathew.”

yeah, he was definitely going to marry this woman.

[slafkovskys]

Despite Barzy being so rich I can see him and reader getting a little ranch style home in like Pennsylvania or something and even though he grew up with an extravagant life he’s simply just content in his ranch home with reader

it’s her wedding present from mat. considering where mathew comes from, the five bed, four bath ranch house sitting on acre of land is modest and she thinks she’s dreaming when they pull up fresh off their european honeymoon. she’s squealing as mathew lifts her up to carry her over the threshold, smirk on his lips as he mumbles, “gotta christen the place.”

what he doesn’t tell her is that the surrounding 200 acres and the mountain in the backyard? yeah, that’s theirs too.

[slafkovskys]

Wait but the wedding for the old money Barzy . Omg it would be so cute. I definitely do see Mat in that hairstyle too tho

because this is literally how i picture old money barz, prada tie and all