#vin shut the fuck up

[ringdingdeath]

we need to sexualize that old man.

[vintagedean]

i wish the winchesters had had way more strange folksy rituals rooted in the lore. they SHOULD have been grappling with their own faiths way more explicitly and deeply. they should have been covered in tattoos of protective sigils, protective oils rubbed into their hands, charms woven into leather bracelets and necklaces.

[pamesjatterson]

On my hater mindset again

[zickmonkey]

I am more excitement than girl and god I hope I'm not disappointed

[nylon-vintage]

fair enough. feel a similar way with deep cut. i don’t dislike them but i don’t really like em.

i do like marie though she’s my favourite idol :)

"That's...cool."

"..He liked Marie too."

[starboye]

Imagine Stoner Vinnie Hacker coming over to your place to get high and fool around. Vinnie is the biggest ass man, so he is obsessed with your huge wobbly ass and can eat you out for the longest.

you needed to take the edge off so you invited vinnie over to get high and chill, him soon showing up at the door with a bag of weed and a smile on his face, looking stupidly cute

"i heard you wanted to get high"

"shut up and roll the blunt"

he chuckles before walking behind you to the couch, admiring how your ass shakes with every step you take, almost getting hypnotized by it but coming back once you throw him some paper to make the blunt

he quickly begins rolling it and soon finishes, lighting it and bringin it to his lips to inhale the smoke, feeling the effects take over him instantly and passing it to you to feel the same

with the feeling of euphoria washing over him he gets ballsy and asks a crazy question

"can i eat your ass"

"what the fuck vin"

"please i promise im great at it"

"fine but only this once"

he was ecstatic to hear you agree and flipped you over and pulled your underwear and shorts down to jiggle your ass in his hands, squeezing and playing with it like it was putty

before he finally sunk his tongue into you, eating you out like a goddamn meal, it felt so fucking good that you felt like you could cum right there, his tongue starting to lap at your hole

your mind going blank as you came after only a few minutes of him eating you out, but was it wrong that you wanted more of this, probably not as you moaned vinnies name prompting him to go faster

[visualbutterflysworld]

Break of Dawn | Vhackerr

Warning: smut, uhh just real smutty, unprotected(use birth control)

so…i may have gotten this idea from mj’s song and read some…unholy things about vin so yeah cheers.

Vinnie sighed as he finally shut off his gaming equipment and stream. He had been streaming since 7 and it was now 1 am. Knowing you, you were probably already in bed.

Drifting off, Vinnie imagines you in a little shirt. Barely covering your thighs. His bare hands roaming over the smooth skin. Your small whimpers. Vinnie quickly snaps out of it to find out that he now has a boner.

“Fuck.” He mutters before thinking of his next move. He could jerk off and go to bed or he could wake you up and have you help him fix his problem. Being the mischievous man he is he decided to wake you up.

He quietly makes his way out and to his room. Silently thanking Hera for opting to sleep on the couch tonight. He slowly opens the door and closes it behind him.

There you are. Laying so prettily with the moon shining from the window. He resists the urge to touch himself before he slowly crawls on top of you.

He first starts with small sweet kisses. Rubbing up and down on your thigh. “Y/nnn.” His voice rings out. “Mm.” “Y/nnn wake up.” He placed a light kiss on your lips. He feels you moving around almost fighting the urge to wake up. He moves down to your neck and slightly nipples on the soft skin. “Y/nnn, wake up darling.”

“Vin?” Your voice sounded so raspy which turned him on more. “Yes, love. Wake up for me.” He starts to kiss your lips until you slowly begin to kiss him back. “What’s wrong?” You ask before slowly opening your eyes. “Nothing, I just really missed you.” Vinnie now moves downwards.

“Take this off for me.” He tugs on your(his) shirt. “Mph. You do it, Mr. Needy.” You huff before yawning. “For you? Always needy.” Vinnie tugs the shirt up and throws it somewhere in the room.

You take in a sharp breath as the cool air hits you. You claw at Vinnie’s shirt and he quickly takes it off as well. Vinnie moves his head down and places a boob in his mouth. He twirls his tongue around the nipple before slightly biting it. You arch your back in response. It isn’t long until he’s down and ripping your panties off.

“Vinnie, those were expensive!” You yell slightly. “I’ll buy you more. Just relax for me, Princess.” And soon Vinnie’s mouth is attached to your clit. Sucking on it softly as you whine.

He smoothly puts a finger inside and hums at the ease. “Vinnie.” You go to cover your mouth for a moment before moving it to clutch on the sheets.

It isn’t long before he places another finger and you soon come all over. Vinnie helps you through your high as you feel your toes curl. You’re breathless almost, staring at Vinnie with a drunken haze as he sucks of his fingers. “Such a sweet taste. Always so sweet. Like chocolate covered strawberries.”

He places his thumb on your already stimulated clit, curling it slowly. You let out a small moan. “Do you eat chocolate covered strawberries every day? Is that your way of making me want to eat you out every chance i get?” Vinnie question and you only moan in response.

He pinched your clit as you don’t answer. You squirm from the feeling. “I asked you a question.” “No, Vinnie. I…just please. I need you inside me.” You grab his hair and give it a good tug. “Who’s needy now?” Vinnie chuckles.

It isn’t long until he’s stripped and soon inside you, bottoming you out. He waits a second before he starts thrust. “Fuck, so tight. Such a good girl for me.” He whispers as he wraps his arms around you. You’re in heaven. Your toes curl. Back arched. Begging for whatever it is.

“I’m gonna go nice and slow. I’m gonna fuck you all night long.” He says and you clench at the words. He smirks, “mm my pretty girl likes that idea? Letting me be inside her till the break of dawn.” You nodded rapidly as you claw at his back. “Yes. Vinnie please don’t stop.” You say as you feel your climax about to erupt.

“I know that face. My girl gonna come? Be a good girl and come for me.” You arch your back at his words. Before you come Vinnie quickly grabs your face softly to kiss you. Heaven is what you both feel.

It was gonna be a long night.

Okay go read the Bible now you freaks!

[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.

[iwouldfightforfrenchie]

Gif by: @iheartcrawford

Kevin Moskowitz x female!reader smut

Hate sex with The Deep

Tw: Smut, p in v, insults, blowjob and Kevin being the dumbass he is.

(Also this is my first smut and english isn't my first language so please don't be too harsh on me😭.)

Inspired by: @vaporwavebeach-writes, this fanfiction (By the way I love their writings so go check their profile!)

You hated him, you hated his dumb smile and his dumb laugh. He was so fucking annoying. So when you heard about the dolphin incident you were more than furious. How could this dumbass do something like that?! He was part of The seven for god's sake. You decided to have a talk with him. Like any normal person... a talk right?

He was there sitting in The seven's room eating chocolate and watching the news. Once he heard the door open he looked behind him and saw you. "I think you're the last person I wanna see" he said. "Because you think I'm happy?" You said as you sat on the table and turned off the TV. "Common I was watching-" you cut him off. "Seriously. A fucking dolphin!?", he looked down. "I can't deal with you anymore! Why are you so fucking stupid all the time?!" You shout. "Because I wanted to save the dol-", "What in your tinny little brain can't you understand when Ms Stillwell tells you no?!" He sighed, "I was thinking-", "you didn't think at all, all you do is bring me and The Vought company problems."

He gets up from the chair. "Hey, I'm the reason you have a job! you should be grateful and keep your mouth shut!" You push him back in the chair. "And what?! Let you continue your fucking bullshits!", you looked at him angry. "I-it's not bullshit." He turned red for a second.

"And what is it?" you scoled. "It's uh-it's..." His breath got caught in his troath. Why was he so red, why was he sweating why did he like it? You were screaming at him about how dumb he was and all he could think about is how he'd like you to scream his name instead. "-vin kevin! Hey I'm talking to you! Do you hear me!?" Kevin looked at you confused. He was so flustered that he didn't hear a word you said. "I'm sorry..." You looked at him, "you're so fucking pathetic!", you stepped closer to him and blocked him in the chair with your arms placed at his sides. He was so red and before he couldn't even say something he felt something going down under. His pants tightened as your chest was right at his eyes level.

You cutt him off "are you fucking eyeing me! I'm fucking scolding you and that's all you do? You're disgusting!", disgusting? He would've found that insulting moments ago but right now, this word made him feel so hot and bothered. "Are you having a fucking boner!?"

All he could do was look at you wih his big annoying puppy eyes and his red cheeks.

You get off of the table and open a drawer as he looks at you confused. You turn around a condom in you hand. "If you can't understand words maybe I can fuck some sense into you!" His mouth drop as he looked at you in pure shock getting even redder (if it's physically possible). He stared at you while you dropped on your knees and started opening his belt completely at loss for words.

You pushed his underwear away and looked at his cock. No wonder why the man had an ego this huge. He did have something in his pants. You took it in your hands and just with a stroke he started moaning like a bitch in heat, you chuckled. "For a superhero you don't look that strong right now."

"Shut u-aaaah!"

He moaned as you licked the tip. You start to push the tip in your mouth before taking him all slowly meanwhile he was screaming your name and clenching at his sides. You started going up and down on him, and saying he was moaning would be a lie. He was literally screaming. He rolled his eyes back as he felt your mouth around him. Just a few more pressure of your tongue are enough to make him cum in your mouth. White sticky liquid all over your tongue and lips as he was whimpering and breathing rapidly. You grab the condom and open it with your teeth before putting it around his cock. He whimpers your name again and again like a brocken record as you slowly take off your bottom and your underwear tossing them aside.

"You better make it quick you asshole." You say as he nods and gulp. You place your legs on either side of him and start going down on his dick while he is moaning. "Ohh please -please-yes!" You wrap your arms around him to catch yourself and start riding him.

He felt like he was in heaven, he never wanted this to end, sure he had sex before, but he had never felt this... Great. While you were talking dirty oh so dirty to him. "You fucking douchebag. All you do is-ah fail your work. You're so fucking dum-aah-ahh-umb you can't do anything right! You're just a little baby! With no intelligence! Aahh!" You started to trust your hips faster and harder his tip kissing your cervix at every trust and a hot feeling getting in your head until you were both a pile of sweat and two body stuck to each other both breathing heavily and moaning.

"Aah-I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Please please!-", he said his voice breaking. "Just cum you dumb bitch. Fucking cum the same time as me." You both started screaming finally hitting your climax, Kevin filled up the condom as all your juice wetted the table. He didn't have the time to touch you that you were already off of him cleaning yourself.

He tried to catch his breath as you looked back at him fixing your bra. "You should clean the table, wouldn't like anyone to know. Oh and by the way. Don't mention this. ever again."

He nodded as you leaved. And when he was finally alone he muttered 'damn, I'm in love with her...'.

Might make a part two

(By the way you can repost to help the post gain more views! Some people don't know that but it helps a lot of other writers or artists on this app! 😊)

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism x Reader: Happy Holidays!

G/N. Soft fluff. (All my blorbos - Gun Park, Goo Kim, Ryuhei Kuroda, Jake Kim, Vin Jin, Samuel Seo)

Gun Park - Hat

For the man that could buy pretty much anything, you opted to go for homemade. A personal touch.

Issue is, your personal touch is pretty shitty and shoddy. Gun still accepts the hat with a straight face and heartfelt thanks even as you tell him he doesn't have to wear it.

Why wouldn't I, he thinks. You have spent your time and effort making this for him and he appreciates it. Even if it isn't quite his... taste.

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"What is that on your head?" Goo exclaims, torn between bursting into laughter and abject horror at the crimson bobble hat Gun is sporting. Ends of his hair poking out, and the colour highlighting the red of his windswept cheeks and nose.

"Fuck off."

"I think it's cute," Crystal grins as Goo whirls around and screeches.

"Cute?! Gun Park? Have you lost your mind?"

"Like you can say anything with those ridiculous mittens."

"My mittens are not ridiculous!"

Ignoring Crystal and Goo devolving into slinging insults at each other, Kouji glances at Gun and chuckles, opens his mouth to tease-

And is intercepted by a look from Gun, and a warning. "Shut it if you want to live."

Kouji's mouth slams shut.

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Goo -  Mittens

"Tasteless," Gun sneers, and Goo kicks his ass for it.

"Tasteless," Kouji sighs, and Goo throws his laptop out the window.

"Tasteless," Crystal laments, and Goo- well. Goo can't exactly do anything. That's his boss's daughter, and nepotism is kinda a thing.

So he snarls, nostrils flaring and calls her tasteless too.

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"I. LOVE. THESE!" You screech, high and shrill when you yank the mittens out of the box.

Tasteless huh, Goo thinks smugly as you cover him in kisses, No surprise it's everyone else that has no taste.

Birds of a feather truly flock together where you and Goo are concerned. Birds of a feather will also be able to keep their hands warm with their couples mittens too.

A conjoined monstrous thing, that allows you two to keep holding hands through the bitter Seoul winter. Keeping your fingers intertwined and an objectively OTT display of PDA. That you had to be touching, can't even bear to keep your hands to yourself for a moment, that you would need such an accessory.

Goo thought it was perfect when he laid eyes on it, if the way you two are always attached at the hip is any indication.

You clearly think so too, when Goo unwraps his own gift-

-Delighted and cackling, pulling out the same duplicate mittens.

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Ryuhei Kuroda - Card

"Y/N!" Ryuhei calls you from down the hallway, waving enthusiastically before striding over.

"Here," he grins, handing over a card, "Happy Holidays. Hope you like it!"

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The card sits on your desk. It's somewhere between cringe and cheesy, and utterly charming.

On the front is a (badly) hand drawn picture of you and Ryuhei, signed with his signature in the corner. Inside, a couple lines of explicit filth accompanied with sickeningly sweet declarations and too many hearts and kisses to count.

You blame it on the festive period. That's the reason you're feeling so soppy and sentimental, why every time you look at the crappy drawing you can't help but smile.

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Ryuhei blinks, eyebrows shooting up to his hairline, "You kept it?"

"Yeah," you peer at the card in your periphery, "I like it."

"You like it? Really?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

You hear Ryuhei mumbling something about how someone (no prizes for guessing who) would always just dump them in the trash without opening.

"...And they weren't even lewd," he sighs, then perks up, any gloominess dissipating and eyes practically sparkling, "But that's all in the past."

Absolutely delighted, Ryuhei leans over your desk, practically lying across it, and punctuates each word with a kiss, "You!” MWAH “Like!” MWAH “It!” MWAH

"Yeah," you smile fondly at your idiot, cupping his face, "I like you too."

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Jake Kim - Gifts

Jake shrugs off his jacket and loosens his tie. It's been a long day. Actually, it's just been a long goddamn year.

He runs his fingers through his hair, ready to jump in the shower and straight to bed when-

Gift bags and presents cover his coffee table and a 'DO NOT OPEN! IT'S NOT FOR YOU!' sign catches his eye.

Huh. That is undoubtedly your scrawl, but if they're not gifts for him then...? He fires off a quick text.

Jake: hey, did you leave some presents at mine?

Y/N: yeah!

Y/N: i did some shopping and grabbed some stuff for your big deal boys

Y/N: and lua ofc

Jake, jaw dropping open at your thoughtfulness: really?

Y/N: yep. sinu and yeonhui too btw.

Jake: are you serious??

Y/N: yeah.. is that not ok?

He’s rendered speechless. And that you might even think that you have overstepped or any such nonsense is ridiculous.

Jake: wow

Jake: it’s more than ok

Jake: you didn’t have to

Jake: i appreciate it.thank you

Y/N: 😁 its just some small bits and pieces. i didn't think you would have time

Y/N: i left some food for you in the fridge too 🥰

His breath hitches and stomach grumbles, your message reminding his body he hasn't had anything since this morning.

Jake starts to type-

I can't believe-

You're the best-

I'm so lucky-

You're too good to-

I don't know what I would do without-

None of them feel right.

In the end he settles for something far simpler.

He dials your number, hears the question in your voice when you pick up.

And pours everything into three words, "I love you."

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Vin Jin - Cheonliang

Vin opts for casual and nonchalant, pretends it's something that he thought of rather than something that he has wondered about for the last few weeks.

(Used Mary as a soundboard and she had thought it was a good idea, and if Mary thinks it's a good idea then it definitely is.)

It was a passing thought, at first. A small seed planted and grown until all Vin can think about is how nice the holidays would be with you, how cool it would be to show you where he grew up.

He can't ever escape the awful memories there that still haunt him, but... maybe he can create new memories too.

With you.)

"If you're not doing anything for the holiday break," Vin keeps his eyes on his phone, scrolling now and then to keep up appearances, "Want to come visit Cheonliang with me?"

The question is casual. Easygoing. Breezy. His voice doesn't crack at the end. He's not holding his breath waiting for your reply. He doesn't desperately wish you would say yes, and hasn’t already planned the days with you in advance.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Vin forces himself to shrug, "Might be nice."

"I would love to!"

Vin takes a peek in your direction, double checks he didn't just hallucinate your agreement or that you're joking.

He didn't, and you're not. All he sees is excitement painted over your face and a wide smile. You know how much this means.

He wraps his arm around your shoulder, a weight lifted from his own. Equally anxious and thrilled to show you every part of himself.

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Samuel Seo - Gift

"This would look good on you," Samuel shows you a piece of fine jewellery on his phone. It's exquisite. A bit too much for everyday wear (of course Samuel would pick this out, he himself is a bit too much), though it really is stunning.

You tell him it's beautiful.

He pauses, studies your face, then clicks the screen off. Back to square one. "You don't love it."

It's not accusatory, just a statement. But he feels like he needs to get this right. Your first holiday together and you deserve the world. He wants to get you something, really spoil you, to show how much you mean to him.

You take in Samuel's face and can't help but giggle. Him trying to remain unaffected except for a small, telling pout.

"I would love it if you got it for me," You shuffle over until you're sitting in his lap, "But I don't need it."

He wraps you in his arms, adjusting until you're both comfortable, "What do you need?"

"Nothing," Grinning, "I don't need anything else."

"Fine, then what do you want?"

"You."

Your cheesy response earns an eye roll and a reluctant huff of laughter, "You got me. What else do you want?"

"Nothing," you repeat, leaning in and lifting his glasses off. "You're enough."

You pepper his face with kisses until Samuel melts into a puddle; all thoughts of proving his love with price tags and money completely forgotten.

[bellysoupset]

Part 2 of Luke getting Vince's stomach flu! Feverish Lucas, a big talk about Max and some angst.

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Lucas let out a groan, rolling on the bed and reaching for the bin for the 10th time that night. His stomach churned uneasily, nausea causing him to get covered in cold sweat, but still he tried to valiantly keep from gagging.

"Luke?" Vince rubbed his eye and sat up next to him. It wasn't weird to bed share with Vin, they had done it a bunch of times before, but Lucas felt bad that he kept waking his friend up, "aw man, I thought you were going to sleep the rest off," Vince's hand came to rest between his shoulder blades and Lucas let out a whine at the touch.

He felt like he was suffocating, staring at the bottom of the now clean receptacle, Lucas let out a deep burp and spat the saliva pooling in his mouth.

"You need to drink something," Vince yawned, shuffling on the bed and getting up to get him some water.

Convinced he wasn't going to throw up again just yet, Lucas fell back against the pillows and tried to calm his breathing. His belly was gurgling non stop, sticking out and warm to the touch and he removed his hand from it, feeling like any pressure was going to send the acid up his throat.

"Here," Vince walked back to the bed, holding up a mug filled with water and a wet hand towel, "sit up, dude."

"Leave me here to die," Lucas groaned instead, wincing as he felt the bubbling inside of him become a cramp, "my eyes hurt."

"That's the fever," Vince sighed, hovering over him and planting the mug on the bedside table, then the humid cloth over Luke's forehead. The relief was instantaneous, "better?"

"Uhmmm," Lucas hummed, opening a little smile, not daring to nod, "how did you live through this on your own? I've been sick for - I don't know, five hours? - and I feel like I'm going to die."

"Ten hours," Vince corrected him and Luke felt the bed move as his best friend settled on his side, starting to run his fingers through Luke's sweat matted hair, "and I wasn't alone, my dad stopped by and Max brought me Gatorade, besides it was just a day."

Lucas stomach squeezed painfully and he brought up his hand, muffling a wet burp. This one brought up some foamy acid, but he gulped it down, shuddering, "I can't fucking escape this guy, can I?"

Vince let out an amused snort, "if you can be an asshole, then you're fine. I was wondering if I'd have to drag your ass to the hospital."

"No hospital," Lucas removed the cloth from his eyes so he could glare at his best friend, reminding him of the very real phobia he had, "I don't need that."

"Yeah, I know," Vince pushed the washcloth down once more, "Max is only a big deal because you keep making him one," he said after a moment and Luke let out a huff.

"You're being obtuse about the man wanting to get in your pants and when Wendy has a mental breakdown about this, I'll side with her," Lucas said, venomously, "I don't support cheaters. Ever."

Vince stopped moving and there was a pregnant pause, so long that Lucas dared to move the washcloth from his eyes once more, confused by the lack of response. His stomach sank. Vince looked incredibly wounded, speechless.

"Vin, I'm-"

"You think I'm going to cheat on Wendy?" it was rare that Vince talked with him on that tone, voice calm and collected, but filled with disdain, "Wow, Luke. Wow."

"That's not what I said," he sat up, dropping the washcloth down to his lap and the sudden movement caused his belly to squeeze. Lucas resisted the urge to wrap his arms around it or to gag, taking a deep breath. He had just fucked up, and he could tell, "I don't think that, no, I swear-"

"Really? Because you just spelled it out, all letters," Vince glared at him, looking terribly offended and Lucas shook his head vehemently.

"I don't think that, I was just being an ass-" Lucas interrupted himself with a retch, half fueled by nausea, half by nerves. He slammed a hand over his lips, squeezing his eyes shut, and tried to breathe through the slimy feeling crawling up his esophagus...

"Here," Vince planted the bin on his lap, with a little more force than necessary, and Luke promptly leaned over it. He barely needed to gag, bile splattering inside of it and then several empty heaves hit him, causing his ears to go deaf and black spots to dance in front of his eyes. His abs hurt, burning with all effort, and his intestines were cramping, although he had no more liquid to give up.

He let out a whimper, the fever and the hurt frying at his nerves, and curled up as much as he could, spitting inside the bin again and trying to stop the seizing in his stomach.

Vince's hand was on his back, not rubbing, just keeping it steady and Lucas let out a hiccup, then rested his forehead to the plastic edge of the bin, struggling to catch his breath.

His head was swimming and yet he had the very distinct feeling that this was not the bigger problem at hand, that he needed to make things right before Vince brushed it off like he did with everything and plastered a sunny smile on.

"Vin-"

"Are you done?" Vince squeezed his nape, using the washcloth now to wipe at his mouth and chin, unbothered, "hey, Luke, look at me. Are you done?"

He nodded, eyes searching Vince's face and trying to communicate he hadn't meant that throw away accusation for a second, "I'm really so-"

"Let me clean this up," Vince interrupted him, and his voice was firm, very purposefully keeping Luke from finishing his sentence. He got up from the bed, "drink some water, you're dehydrating."

He took the bin and Lucas' eyes burned. He didn't have enough liquid to cry, but he felt like crying and his hands were shaking like hell as he tried to grab the mug on the bedside table. He took a shuddering breath, trying to obey the simple order to drink up.

Lucas took about three gulps, before his stomach immediately rejected it. Without any warning, he hiccupped and the gulp he was trying to push down came up, along with another retch, the now warm water splattering all over his hands, the mug and his naked chest.

He let out a pitiful groan, feeling like a burden and unable to lift up his head, more than a little embarrassed.

"Aw, man," Vince's voice was suddenly much closer, freezing hand coming to cup Luke's forehead. They felt like ice cubes. He tried to pull away, but Vince kept him put, taking the mug from his hands, "you're alright, okay-"

"I'm sorry," Lucas insisted, feeling like absolute garbage, in all senses of the word. His body hurt all over and he didn't seem able to complete one simple task like drink water and he had just been so mean, so uncalled for, "I'm really sorry, Vin-"

"That's okay," Vince was frowning at him and it didn't look like he forgave him one bit, "you're burning up, Luke."

"No, stop, please-" his fingers were sticky and Lucas' belly turned at the sensation. He gagged, "you're not listening-"

"I'm listening," Vince was all gentle, grabbing his naked arms, "c'mon, we need to cool you off..."

"I'm sorry, I-I," Vince pulled him up and Luke's knees immediately folded. Many more dark spots danced in front of his eyes and he closed them, taking shallow breaths and clinging to Vince in order not to pass out. The ground felt unsteady under his knees, he wasn't sure if he was tipping forward or backwars.

"Shhh," Vince was rubbing his back, up and down in a soothing manner, fingers eventually coming to his scalp, "I got you. You're alright, we can get up in a bit."

"I'm sorry," Lucas repeated, dizzily. He wasn't sure what he was apologizing for anymore, but it felt important.

"I know, you didn't mean it," Vince squeezed his nape, "are you ready to get up?"

"Yeah..." His voice felt completely detached from his body. Vince wrapped his arm around Lucas' back, then, without warning, he looped the opposite one under his knees, lifting him up bridal style.

The sudden change of position caused Lucas to squeeze his eyes shut, trying to fight the wave of vertigo that hit him. He clung to Vince's shirt, then the world seemed to go all black and suddenly he was being pushed inside of Vince's crammed little bathtub.

Luke's head lolled, meeting his best friend's shoulder and he let out a yelp as Vince turned on the showerhead and started to wash the watery vomit from his chest.

He must've dozed off, because next time Lucas felt lucid enough, he was no longer in the tub, but tucked in bed. There was a clean bin on the ground and the room was light, sunlight spilling past the kitchen window and bouncing off Vince's pink wall.

His eyes felt like they had sand in them and his mouth tasted like something had died inside of it, a horrible pounding in his head. Lucas rolled on the bed, noticing how sore his stomach was from all the heaving and coughing, and slowly pushed himself up.

The bed only had a thin sheet, which caused Lucas to shiver and pull it up. He felt clammy, but still freezing.

"I'm sorry," Vince said, sounding more than a little exhausted and startling Luke, who had somehow missed him in the room. How he had not seen Vince when he was the size of a fridge was beyond him, but his friend was leaning on the kitchen sink, drinking coffee. He didn't look like he had slept at all, "for the sheets, your fever climbed too much. I'll get you a blanket."

He moved to the living room, then stepped back in the bedroom area and threw it over Luke's legs, "better?"

"Y-yeah," his throat was raw, voice almost gone. Something settled in his chest as the previous night started to come back, "how long-"

"You passed out around two AM," Vince figured out his question, "your fever only started to go down around four and now it's-" Vin yawned, checking his phone, "almost eight."

"Fuck," Lucas, hugged his knees, planting his chin on top, "I- I remember being so mean," he said, not daring to meet Vince's eyes. The wounded look he had put on his best friend's face was haunting him, "I'm sorry, I-"

"Didn't mean it," Vince completed for him, "yeah, I heard it the first one hundred times," he moved around, grabbing a Gatorade bottle in his fridge and pressing it to Luke's hand, "take a sip."

"Please talk with me," Lucas begged instead and Vince pushed the bottle with his fingers. As a good faith act, Luke took the tiniest sip he could manage and lifted up his head, pathetic and hopeful.

Vince was frowning at him, not smiling like he expected. Lucas wasn't sure if this was good or not, if it was a good thing that his friend wasn't pretending to not be hurt as he normally did, or if it was bad that he was this wounded.

"I'm not daft," Vince said after a minute, "I know Max is flirting with me."

Lucas opened his mouth to say something, but Vin shut him up with a gesture, "he's not subtle and I'm not stupid. I like Max, I think he's a good guys, with a good heart, who's fun to hang out with and who's really lonely and wants a friend. And I don't think he's actually in love with me at all, I think I'm his friend and he doesn't remember what having one feels like and sure, he's a little infatuated."

"You could've said that-" Lucas croaked and Vince's mouth snapped shut, leveling him with a glare.

"Wendy is not one bit concerned about Max, she called it from the minute she saw him around me," he scoffed, "and neither are you. You're jealous because you think Max is trying to take your place as my best friend and I have no control over how you feel, Luke, just like I have no control over how Max feels. You two are both grown men, in case you've forgotten."

That stung. Lucas flinched at the words, but nodded, "I know. I'm sorry. I didn't believe that for a minute, I was- am just angry Max gets to have all of you and I couldn't tell if you understood he was flirting with you, so I aimed for the weak spot-"

Vince raised his eyebrows, not impressed, but as if he wasn't expecting Luke to admit to it so easily. He nodded slowly, "good. I can't make you like Max, but I like him and he's sticking around, whether you want it or not."

Lucas' throat felt like there was a knot there, which didn't ease until Vin continued, "and he's not replacing you, you idiot. No one can do that."

His eyes stung and Lucas ducked his head, clearing his throat and busying himself taking another sip of his drink. When he looked up, Vince still wasn't smiling, "what is it?"

"If you ever try to imply I'd cheat on Wendy, or anyone I love, meaning it or not, I will-"

"Punch my teeth in?" Lucas interrupted, knowing he was well deserving of that anger, except Vince simply scoffed at him.

"I'll end our friendship so quickly you won't know what hit you," he said calmly and that felt like a bucket of cold water being dunked on his head. Lucas' eyes widened, as if he had been slapped, but Vince held his ground, "I do not need friends, or best friends, who think that poorly of me."

"Vin, I didn't mean it," Lucas pleaded, but Vince waved him off, face going all wrinkly with a tired smile.

"I know. You heard me, though," he pushed Lucas' shoulder, back down against the pillow, "get some rest, Luke."

[ringdingdeath]

I'm sorry but if yall cannot understand the actual complexities of Jimmy's character then we did NOT play the same fucking game

Some of you fucks have the most BRAINDEAD takes on this game

[vintagedean]

this is deeply personal and embarrassing but i'm not ready to talk about it with anyone irl so it's going here for at least a little while because i need to parse out my thoughts somewhere.

i've been reading some dd/lg romance books, and also i've been talking in therapy/astrology about how i just have...this really painful and desperate urge to be parented because the idea of parenting myself is exhausting and saddening and i really do like. want a daddy.

(this is gonna be so messily laid out fuck)

and so yeah, i've been having these epiphanies. and i was reading these kind of books before the epiphanies, and they were just entertaining, but now that i've had these moments i'm seeing these books in a new light. obviously not as manuals--they're fiction and romanticized, simplified versions of actual dd/lg relationships i'm sure--but just as like. well. do i want a man in my life i casually and frequently call "daddy"? and not even in a sexual way. like, i have always said and maintain still that the idea of calling a man "daddy" in bed makes me cringe. but at the same time, having a "daddy" in every day life is starting to hold some appeal.

and it's struck me in the last few days that i can like. i can look for that. i can look for a daddy. but the thing is, i don't want to be a little. i don't resonate with that. it doesn't appeal to me. and also i don't want a sugar daddy lol. and when i look around online for resources on like. god this is so awkward to talk about lol. but when i look around online for resources on finding a daddy, ESPECIALLY as a woman over 30 (which is a whole other set of awkward concerns, being too old to want or find a daddy) it's all sugar baby and little girl type of things, and i don't want to be either of those things.

but like. i do want a...a daddy, for lack of alternate term. i want a man to parent me. care for me. i want a man who is gratifide and aroused and comforted by the act of telling me to take care of myself and taking care of me himself and being called "daddy" inside and outside of the bedroom.

but like, also i don't necessarily want to call him daddy in bed lmao either. like, i'm still confused about what i want and i'm doubly confused on how to start finding it.

[sturnioloshacker]

turning tables - a vinnie hacker short

a/n: requested by @tcvazq; lowercase intended

cw: swearing, jealous vinnie, vinnie being a dickhead, angry sex, unprotected sex, slight handjob, pussy eating, dirty talk, creampie, fluffy aftercare. this an nfsw short, everything written is fictional. interact or don’t, i’m not your mother

summary: trying to fuck the attitude out of an angry vinnie fails to work when he decides it’s better to fuck you dumb

“what the fuck was that guy’s problem?!”

“vin, it’s not that big of a deal! he was just being nice!”

“he was flirting with you! did you not see him staring at your lips? he wanted to kiss you!” 

“okay, now you’re being stupid. he was a nice boy who just wanted to chat.”

“god, you’re so fucking thick-headed!”

“excuse me? i’m thick-headed? okay, that’s fine.”

i storm off, unable to take any more of his attitude. i slam the door to our bedroom and into the bathroom, where i feel the tears spill from my eyes and down my cheeks. the house is silent, dead silent. like you could hear a pin drop it was that quiet. i break that silence by turning the tap on to wash my face. as i dry my face with a towel, i feel a pair of hands harshly grab my waistband of my shorts to rip them off. 

“vinnie what the fuck?! no! you don’t deserve this! if anything, i should fuck your nasty attitude out of you!”

“oh yeah? prove it then,” vinnie spat.

i push him out of the bathroom and shove him onto the bed with everything that i have. i spit on his cock and jerk him off super fast. hearing slight groans from his lips, i speed up my actions, my wrist feeling like it’s on fire from the rapid pace of me jerking him off. i feel my movements getting tired and sloppy, my wrist burning from trying to prove him that i can fuck his attitude out of him.

“give up princess?” he says, all cocky and confident in himself

“no. shut up.”

fucking dickhead. i straddle his waist and align myself over his cock. i sink down onto his cock, letting myself go all the way down until i reach the base as his tip hits my cervix. i moan at the way his cock stretches me out and the way it feels so deep and so full inside me. i start bouncing up and down really fast, trying to fuck the attitude of his him but once again, i’m met with light groans. twat. i’m growing tired of this, i give up.

“tired princess? you give up now?”

i shoot him the middle finger before i’m flipped over and thrown onto my back, legs spread and pussy out in the open air. 

“how about i fuck you dumb, maybe my attitude will go away.”

vinnie dips his head down and starts devouring me like an animal. licking, biting and sucking my clit and folds, the pleasure is too much. it feels so good, i hate it. but i love it too damn much. asshole. cute asshole. i hate him. oh fuck i love him, he’s unreal. i feel myself cumming all over his face, i wasn’t even ready to announce it yet! he wipes his mouth clean and begins jerking himself off. what a cocky bastard! he shoves his cock inside me, giving me no time to adjust as he pounds me into oblivion. 

i can’t help but moan, whine and cry out at the intense pleasure of it all. the way his cock glides through my wetness, the way his veins hit all the right spots and the way his tip hits my cervix, god it feels fucking amazing. i’m so close, i can feel my walls clench around vinnie’s cock, ready to explode all over him. 

“vinnie, i’m gonna cum, oh fuck right there don’t st- ah!”

i cum around vinnie’s cock, my juices coating him all the down to the base and down to his balls. Vinnie cums not long after, his warm load spurting inside me as it paints my walls white. he pulls out and helps me clean myself up. he sits me down on the toilet so i can do my business before helping me wash my hands, put my pyjamas on and tucking me into bed. he plays with my hair before we fall asleep in each other’s arms.

the next morning, i wake up, my head pounding and legs shaking. i think back to last night’s events and now i understand why. i go to get up out of bed but crawl back in because i can’t move. it hurts to walk. vinnie walks back in from the bathroom, smile on his face. 

“morning, princess. how’d you sleep?”

“fine. you hurt me.”

“what do you mean?”

“i can’t walk, idiot!”

“oh. sorry.”

“i guess i should apologise. i didn’t mean to make you angry. the poor guy wanted to talk.”

“no, i should apologise. i just got jealous seeing you talk to a guy that’s not me. sometimes i get scared that you’ll leave me for someone else.”

“vincent, no! i would never do that. don’t be silly! you’re mine and i’m yours.”

“good, cause now i want cuddles.”

“come here, you big goof!” i giggle, stretching my arms out for the boy in front of me.

we spend the rest of the morning cuddling, kissing and making up after last night. I think we both learnt our lessons. vinnie’s lesson being that he doesn’t have to be so jealous anymore as my eyes are on him and him only, and my lesson being don’t try and fuck the attitude out of my boyfriend as i’ll just get fucked dumb to the point where i can’t move a muscle downstairs. 

[heartsforvin]

could i request a vinnie reaction to their s/o being sore the next day after their first time

SORE

thank you for the request ! i hope you like it <333

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; mentions of sex, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), cussing, mentions of aftercare, sexual jokes, lmk if i missed anything !

summary; vinnie has a very laughable reaction to you being sore after your guys’ first time

stirring awake, you left your head off your pillow and rub sleep out of your eyes. searching around the room from the comfort of your boyfriends bed, you wonder where he could be.

your question was soon answered when you heard him mutter a curse word under his breath, walking back into his room from being in his bathroom.

his tattooed chest on full display, you blushed and bit your lip, memories of the night prior creeping back up in your head.

“goodmorning, sunshine,” vinnie said with a kiss to your head soon after. “how’d you sleep?”

you looked at your boyfriend with such admiration, loving the way he looked at you the same way.

stroking his cheek, you smiled and replied. “good, can you put clothes on, though.” you joke, pushing vinnie away from you.

he laughs and kisses your cheek. “what, afraid you’re gonna want a round two twelve hours later?” he joked.

as much as you two joke about it, it was a pretty fun night — awkward since neither of you knew what the fuck you were doing — but fun.

“just put some clothes on, hacker.” you tell him sternly with a push to his chest.

vinnie stands up and backs away from the bed. “yes, ma’am.” he tells you.

as he goes to get dressed, you attempt to stand up from the bed but only make it to a chair in the conner of vinnie’s room before falling on to it.

vinnie comes out of his bathroom in a fit of laughter, seeing you try to put your legs up on the chair.

“guess i fucked you too good, huh?” he asked with a smirk, you tried to push his chest but didn’t quite get that far.

trying to stand again, vinnie helps you on your feet, holding you by your waist. “you gotta admit, it was pretty good.” he says.

you roll your eyes. “your ego doesn’t need boosting, shut up,” you reply. “but yeah, it was.”

kissing you, he smiles once the two of you pull away, making you smile too.

the reaction you got from him was one you definitely expected, it’s what made him, him. you we’re grateful it was him the two of you shared your first time with.

vinnie puts you on the bed and grabs a t-shirt and a pair of your jeans from an overnight bag you had, walking back over to you to help you change.

once your shirt is on, he kisses you softly and then holds your waist, smiling down at you with so much love.

he finishes helping you change and you try to stand on your own again, succeeding this time. you stop midway into the bathroom, the soreness from your legs making you hunch over.

“i think you broke me,” you whip your head behind you to face your boyfriend, he just gives you a sly smile. “my fuckin’ legs are sore, vin. this isn’t funny!”

you make your way into the bathroom and do your thing, coming out minutes later to see vinnie standing in the doorway with open arms.

you hug him tightly, trying to stand on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

“i’m sorry i broke you, princess.” he whispers in your ear. “but you know you loved it.” he looks at you with a smirk.

you laughed and smiled at him, knowing he was completely right.

“i did, but i loved the bath you ran for me a lot more.” you reply, vinnie hit your arm playfully.

with a loud laugh, you speak up saying, “i’m kidding, although that did help the soreness a bit, clearly not that much. but the events before were just as good.”

the two of you lean in to share a passionate kiss. vinnie then picks you up by the thighs and holds you against him, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“i can get used to this treatment.” you say before kissing him.

vinnie smiles, brushing his nose against yours. “i love you, princess.”

“i love you more, vin.”

hiii i hope you liked this n it lived up to your expeditions !!

i loved writhing this !! thank you for the request again <33

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Twenty-Four

chapter warnings: smut! mdni!! :) i cannot for the life of me possibly say anything insulting towards noah or vin so bare that in mind!

masterlist <3

i decided at 2am last night to completely rewrite this chapter for some reason, i just wasn't happy with what i already had and then my sleep deprived brain came up with this which i honestly can't tell if it's better or worse hahah but either way, happy monday!! <3 (editing this felt like a fever dream?) (also, the alt title for this would be girl, so confusing LMAO)

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“Oh my god… Vin…” You groan, your back arching further than you thought was possible. His hands were gripping your hips, holding you in place as he thrust into you from behind. You were on all fours, your face smushed against the pillow as he leans down, placing a delicate kiss on your back. 

“That’s not all, sweetheart.” Noah said, a devilish smirk on his face as he unbuttoned his pants. 

You turn your head, reaching your hand out for him as you grinned to yourself. 

“That’s right, baby,” Vinny coos, “Open your mouth for him, show him what you can do.”

You do as Vin says, and Noah slips two fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue before you begin to suck on them, still pumping his cock in your fist. 

You don’t remember moving, but before you knew it you were lying in Vin’s lap, your back against his chest as he kissed your neck, his hair tickling you as his hands pawed at your boobs. Noah had his face between your legs, his strong arms holding them apart as his tongue worked tirelessly against your cunt, sucking and teasing your clit. You were going to fall apart again, and as Vinny rolled one of your nipples between his fingers, his teeth grazing your neck as he did so, you felt yet another orgasm wash over you, your legs trembling as they tried to close around Noah. 

You must’ve passed out temporarily, as when you came back to your senses, their places had switched. Vin was now between your legs, eager to please you as you lied against Noah’s tattooed chest, you reached your hand behind you, gripping one of his biceps as Vinny ate you out. Noah took his time with his face buried between your thighs, every move was thought out and purposeful, knowing exactly what to do to make you feel good and what to do to tease you, whereas Vinny was more sloppy, he didn’t really have any technique but boy he sure knew what made you feel good. His eyes fell shut as he moved his hand to your lower stomach, applying just the right pressure that made you see stars. His tongue continued to lap and lick at you as Noah turned your head to kiss you, you couldn’t help but moan against his lips, practically panting as you felt that feeling build up again.

“Don’t stop,” you whimpered against Noah’s lips, “Too… Too good.” 

“I think we’ve ruined her.” You hear Noah say, a smirk plastered on his face. 

“No,” Vin said, replacing his tongue with his fingers, “She’s got at least another two more in her. Isn’t that right, baby?”

“Yes,” you nodded, “Yes…”

You flinched as you woke up, taking a moment to come back to your senses and realise where you actually were... In your hotel room with... Was it Vinny lying next to you? You leaned over, seeing one of his rogue curls and you knew it was Vin. You lied back down, shutting your eyes and trying to go back to sleep, but there was an ache between your thighs as you thought back to your dream. Surely Vin wouldn't notice if you slipped your hand into your- oh! You weren't wearing any underwear?

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“Fuck,” Vinny groaned at the sound of his phone ringing, waking the both of you up as his screen lit up the hotel room. He reached over for it, seeing as it was Justin calling, and answered, “Hello?”

“Hey, where are you?” He laughed, “We’re leaving in 20 minutes and we’re all waiting on you.” 

“Oh, shit,” Vinny sat up, “Uh… Okay… Tell the guys I overslept, I’ll be there as quick as I can.” 

You roll over, yawning as you look up at him. 

“You better get up.” You smile, still feeling a little dazy after being rudely awoken from another wonderful dream. 

“I know,” he sighed, kicking his legs out of the sheets and beginning to get dressed, “I woke up to my alarm but I hit snooze and I guess it just didn’t go off again.”

You smiled as he ran his fingers through his hair, looking into the mirror. You loved the way he looked (and sounded) in the mornings, but he never seemed to believe you.

It was the final month of tour, and recently, the two of you have managed to keep your somewhat of a relationship very undercover, nobody had mentioned anything so you both assumed no one suspected a thing. You couldn’t say the same about you and Noah, however. Everybody was under the impression that the two of you were together, so you let them believe what they wanted. You weren't going to argue anymore, but it was clear it upset Vin when the guys would make comments about you and Noah. 

Noah still had his suspicions about you and Vin, which was understandable. He was a very observant person, so you would be more worried if he didn’t suspect anything at all. But you had noticed how his mood would change when Vinny was around now, and he made a lot of unnecessary comments about him behind his back, which hurt you as you so desperately wanted to stand up for him.

“I can’t believe we leave for California tomorrow.” You rub your eyes.

“I know,” he smiled, throwing his shirt over his head, “And I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed again at the end of the month, I’m surprised we’ve not cancelled the tour just to go home and take a nap.” 

“You guys just have a very strong work ethic.” You met his gaze with a smile.

However, the atmosphere shifted entirely when there was a knock at your door. 

“Y/n? Are you up?” 

Fuck. It was Noah. 

You and Vin stared at each other in fear, and you pointed down to the bathroom. Vinny nodded, grabbed his things and hid, pulling the door up slightly behind him. 

“Y/n?” He persisted. 

“Yeah,” you shouted, throwing a (hopefully clean) pair of underwear on, “I’m coming!” 

“I thought you’d be used to these early mornings by now.” He chuckled as you opened the door.

“I was just about to take a shower,” you smiled, “What time do we have to be out by?”

“Just before 9,” he nodded, “If that’s the case I’ll leave you to it,” he smirked, “Unless… I don’t know… You want me to join you…” 

You gave him a soft smile before shaking your head.

“Not this morning, I feel icky, I got my period in the night-”

“You know that doesn’t bother me.” 

“I know but I just want to take a shower and get ready and then I’ll meet you by the bus, okay? Are the others awake?”

“Everyone’s on the bus already,” he chuckled, “We’re just waiting on you… And I think the Motionless guys are waiting for Vin.”

“Fuck, he’s probably still asleep. I’ll, uh… I’ll call him when I’m done.”

Noah nodded his head. 

“Cool, don’t be too long.” He smiled before walking off. 

“Shit…” Vinny groaned as you shut the door again, “I better leave.”

“You might want to wait for Noah to be out of the way first.” You say, afraid of what might happen if Noah was to see Vinny walk out of your room.

“Oh yeah?” He smirked, his eyebrows raised as his hands pulled you closer by your waist, “So… About that shower?”

You give him a look to say really, before seeing you still had 45 minutes before you had to leave.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, Vincenzo.” 

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The guys had finished loading everything into tonight’s venue, and before soundcheck began, you went around and took everybody’s lunch orders, seeing as it was your turn today.

You and Angela had come up with a plan to resolve whatever was going on between Noah and Vinny, as the past week had almost driven you insane…

“Does he ever stop?” Noah sighed, glaring at Vinny from across the room, who seemed in quite a good mood as he sang, not only obnoxiously loud but also out of tune, for Rick’s vlog. "I get a headache just looking at him."

…

“All I wanted was a minute of peace to go and piss and guess who fucking walked in the bathroom after me and covered everything in black paint?!” Noah groaned, sitting down beside you on the couch. "It's like I can't escape him."

…

“I just want to know how those guys have put up with him for ten years. I can’t stand to be around him for any more than ten minutes. He’s so fucking annoying.” Noah huffed, pulling his phone out of his pocket as he stood beside you.

…

“I don’t know what you see in him…” Vinny said, glancing over at Noah, “He’s so… Boring.”

…

Vinny sat at his drum kit, setting it up for the night. Noah stood by the side of the stage, talking to Ruffilo. As Vin played what sounded like the intro to Thoughts and Prayers, Noah snickered, before shouting over to him. 

“Something sounds really off, man.” 

Vinny furrowed his eyebrows, shaking his head. 

“It shouldn’t be-”

“No, something’s definitely not right, I can ask Folio if he could help you-”

“No. It’s literally fine,” Vinny said before sighing and whispering under his breath, "Prick."

…

Walking into the greenroom, you grinned as you spotted Vin sat on the couch in his usual position- legs spread, leaned back, phone in his hand, resting bitch face…

“Oi. Chenzo," you poked him on the shoulder, "It’s my turn to pick up lunch today, wanna come with me?” You asked him with a somewhat frightening smile.

“Are you serious?” He raised an eyebrow. 

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“What would Noah think?” He asked cautiously.

“He’s coming with us!” You grinned, watching confusion paint Vinny’s face. 

“He is?” Vinny blinked, his confusion now turning to horror. 

“Vin, look. It’s the last month of tour, there’s only a few weeks left and I just want you and Noah to end it on good terms, it'll make me happy to see you two get along...”

Vinny hesitated for a moment, before agreeing to join you two. 

“Great, Angela’s letting me borrow her car so we don’t have to walk this time!”

“It better not feel like I’m third wheeling-“

“Hey, it’s gonna be fine. I’ve got this all planned out.” You said with a smile, reaching into your bag and taking Angela’s keys. “Let’s go, drummer boy.”

“Don’t call me that.” He said, causing you to smirk at the blush creeping up on his cheeks. 

 ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

You told Noah to meet you in the parking lot, but it came as a surprise when he saw Vinny trailing behind you. 

“What’s he doing here?” Noah asked, his eyes narrowing as you shook your head, getting into the driver's seat. 

“I asked him to come too! You two are going to talk and resolve whatever it is that you've got going on between you and be friends! Whether you like it or not.” You say before shutting the door. 

“Is that a threat?” You heard Vin chuckle as he got into the back, sitting behind you, since it appeared Noah had claimed the passenger seat. 

“Nuh-uh!” You reach over, holding the door shut and pointing to the back seat, “Get in the back with your new friend Vin!"

Noah stopped and stared at you like you’d lost your mind. 

“You’re serious?”

“Completely." You smiled, "Now get in the back.” 

“You're crazy.” Noah shook his head as he squeezed into the back of Angela’s rather small car. It certainly wasn’t made for someone who was 6’3, that was for sure. 

“You good there?” Vinny chuckled at Noah, who was now beginning to regret every decision he had ever made that lead up to this moment. 

“Clearly this car wasn’t made for anyone over five feet..." He groaned as he shut the door, "Hey, it’s perfect for you.” 

“No!” You turned around, facing the two men sat in the back, “If you haven’t got anything nice to say to each other, don’t say anything.”

So, naturally, the drive to the restaurant was silent and awkward for all three of you, and you started to wonder whether this was really a good idea. As you pulled up to the drive through, you heard Vin lower his window. 

“Wait, so who's ordering?” Noah asked. 

“I know what the guys want,” you say, pulling up your notes app on your phone, “So the two of you can order for yourselves.” 

You warn the worker that you were going to give a big order, before beginning to read from your list. 

“And you guys?” You turn back to look at Noah. 

“I’ll get the caesar chicken wrap with fries... Oh, and a milkshake.” He said, but Vinny smirked as he leaned his head out of the window. 

“He actually meant to say he’ll get the double bacon cheeseburger with large fries and a diet coke-“

“Vinny!” You scold him, before apologising, and ordering for Noah. 

You were asked to park and wait for your order, which you were expecting to be waiting ages for, but thankfully it was brought out rather quickly. 

You thanked the workers, apologising for the inconvenience of such a big order, and sat the bags of food down on the passenger seat, praying they wouldn’t fall if you had to suddenly break. 

You sighed as you pulled off and began to drive back to the venue, feeling as if this afternoon had been a waste. Until you came to a halt. 

“Fucking traffic,” you groaned, “Just great.” 

"Just honk." Vinny suggested, rummaging through one of the bags for his fries.

“Shit it looks like we’re gonna be here for a while.” Noah observes, looking at the cars ahead.

“Hey, maybe this is a good thing,” you smile, turning back to the guys, “It’s bonding time!” 

They both gave you a blank stare, which you couldn’t help but chuckle at. 

“When the two of you finally get out of this car, you’re going to be friends, okay?”

“I’m cool with that.” Vinny shrugs, mouth full of fries as he turned to Noah, “We’ve not got long left together, what is there to lose?”

“I guess,” Noah sighs, readjusting his cramped legs, “So what do you want us to do? Name three things we like about each other?” He chuckles. 

“That’s a great idea!” You gasp, “Noah, you can go first.”

You watch as Noah swallows his pride, sighing before his eyes meet Vinny’s. 

“I do think you’re a sick drummer, one of the best right now actually, and I’ve thought so for years, I guess I never had the chance to tell you,” Noah takes a breath before continuing, “I think you’re funny sometimes I guess… It’s impressive how the atmosphere changes as soon as you step into the room. And I think your hair is pretty cool.” 

You were taken back by Noah’s words, surprised he actually gave a serious answer. As you looked at Vin, you could see he was clearly shocked too, and if you squinted… were his eyes glossy? 

“Your turn.” You nod at Vinny, who pauses to think for a moment. 

“I think you’re so fucking talented, I’d never admit it in any other situation but… Sometimes when I hear you sing I can’t believe you’re real.” Vinny confesses, causing you and Noah to both laugh, “I like your tattoos, and… Uh, I admire your dedication to everything you do.” 

“I’m surprised you both took that seriously,” you smile, “So now let's really get into it, why don’t you tell each other what you don’t like about each other… Vinny, you go first this time.”

You watch Vinny’s eyes fill with terror, he wanted to be honest and to take this opportunity to get everything out and off his chest, but he worried it would only make things worse for you. 

He wanted to say, I don’t like the way you control y/n, how you make her feel as if she can’t even be my friend. I don’t like the way you think you own her, when she doesn’t even want to be in a relationship with you. 

As he thought about that, something clicked in Vinny’s brain for the first time, something he should’ve realised a long time ago.

Surely, when the tour is over you would choose him!

You’re simply leading Noah on because he invited you on the tour, so if you were to let him go then what would you do? Because if you truly loved Noah, why would you even look in Vinny’s direction?!

It was him. It was always him.

Or so he believed. 

“I don’t like that you’re always judging me, analysing every small thing I do and finding a way to criticise me about it. I don’t like that you think you’re better than me, that you seem to have some kind of God complex, that you don’t like when you can’t have things your way-” Vinny paused as he could feel his heart starting to race, the rage that had been building up for weeks about to be released, but he held himself back, “I think that’s enough.”

You began to wonder if you should’ve started with this, and then told them to tell each other what they liked about one another. 

“I don’t like that I constantly feel like you’re putting on an act,” Noah said, “You’re loud, you're so fucking annoying, and I truly think if we met outside of this I’d never choose to spend any time around you. We have absolutely nothing in common, I don’t think we’d ever be friends. I don’t like the way you look at y/n sometimes, and the way you talk to her. She tells me she only thinks of you as a friend, so-”

“So this is what it's really all about.” Vinny nods his head slowly, beginning to get defensive, “You feel threatened by me?”

“What?” Noah scoffed, “Why would I?”

“I dunno… You don’t threaten me so how would I know?”

“Okay! Neither of you are the alpha male here!” You waved your hand, telling them to stop, “Look, I’m sure you two have plenty in common! Noah, what’s your favourite colour?”

“Red?” Noah furrowed his eyebrows. 

“Great! And Vin, what’s your favourite colour?”

“Red...”

“See!” You grinned, reaching for your drink, only to realise… “Guys there’s only one milkshake… you both ordered one, right?” You asked, passing it back to Vinny, who grinned as he reached forwards and took two straws from the bag. 

“Not a problem!” He chuckled, pretending not to feel hurt by anything Noah had just said, putting both straws in the cup and looking at him, “This really is a bonding moment.”

“This is hell.” Noah sighed. “I’m just gonna get out and walk back-” 

“The hell you are!” You lock the car, “Apologise to each other, now!” 

“But you told us to say-”

“I know, I don’t care.”

“Fine,” Vinny sighed, “I’m sorry I make you feel the way I do. I promise none of it is intentional. I can’t help being loud and annoying, I've tried to hide that side of me in the past but... that’s just me,” he sighed, “But I hope we can move past that.” 

Hesitantly, Noah nods his head. 

“And I’m sorry for making you feel the way I do, it’s also just the way I am. I don’t realise I’m doing it in the moment, I seriously didn’t know I was making you feel that way, man. And I guess maybe yeah, I am jealous of you, you always seem so carefree, you always make people laugh, I can't help but wish... I don't know... I could be like that.” 

Vinny's mouth was dry, he parted his lips yet no words were coming out. He wasn't expecting Noah to be so open with him.

"I guess I feel that way about you too, you've got everything I've ever wanted, people actually listen to you, they take you seriously, they don't think everything you say is a joke. You inspire people, they admire you and they don't treat or talk to you like a child." As Vinny spoke, you even felt a lump at the back of your throat, you weren't expecting them to actually talk it out. "So let's put it all behind us, okay? I forgive you."

“Me too.” Noah said, a small smile on his lips. 

“Now kiss!” You giggled, earning the most disgusted looks off the two as you tried to lighten the mood, “I’m joking!”

“You better be.” Noah raised an eyebrow, “Is the traffic clearing up yet?”

You shake your head, looking at the road ahead. 

“Looks like we’re gonna be here a while.”

"So, Cali tomorrow..." Vinny said, looking over at Noah, "How are you feeling?"

"Great. I can't wait to be close to home again. We've got the day off as it'll be a lot of travelling so we're thinking of going to the beach."

"The beach?" Vin's eyes lit up, making you chuckle, "We are so having a sandcastle building competition."

"We are so not." Noah chuckled, taking the milkshake from Vinny.

"Why? Worried I'll kick your ass?"

"Honestly?... Yeah."

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You smile as you open your hotel door for Noah, inviting him in. He had clearly just had a shower, his hair damp as it sat messy atop his head, and he certainly smelled good. Oh how you loved his cologne.

It had been a few hours since the show ended, and had texts from both Noah and Vinny, both asking about seeing you tonight. You only let Vinny down as he had stayed with you the previous night, and you wanted to talk with Noah as you hadn’t had the chance to speak one to one today. 

“You certainly look happy,” you observe, commenting on the smile plastered on his face, “What happened?”

“Oh, nothing.” He said, his hands finding your waist. 

“I don’t think I’ve thanked you for earlier- talking to Vin. It means a lot to me.”

“You don’t have to thank me, doll.” Noah said, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, “I spoke to him just after the show, he wanted to clear something up, something I had said in the car was playing on his mind.”

“That’s good!” You smile, “So you can stop complaining when he’s around now.”

“I guess,” Noah sighed, “Unless he pisses me off again.” He chuckled before leaning down to kiss you. 

…

“Hey,” Vinny spoke up from behind Noah, “There’s something I need to tell you, do you have a minute?”

“Yeah,” Noah nodded, motioning for Jolly and Folio to go ahead and start loading the vans, “What’s up?”

“When we were talking earlier about how you find me a threat-”

“I don’t see you as a threat, Vinny.” Noah said bluntly. 

“Yeah, whatever, anyway… I just wanted to let you know there’s no need to think of me like that because y/n is not my type at all! I didn't want to say this with her around as I knew it would upset her, but I’d never think of her the way you seem to assume I do! And also she’s totally obsessed with you,” Vin grinned, “And I mean it, everything between us is strictly platonic!” 

“Really?”

“Why would I lie?”

…

“Noah… Noah?” You pant against the skin of his neck, nails digging into his back, your legs wrapped around his waist. He tilted his head to look at you, his hair falling over his face in a way you could only describe as heavenly. 

“Yeah?” He smirked, his movements coming to a halt inside you, his arms placed either side of your head, his biceps flexing as he holds himself above you. 

“I forgot to say I ran out of my pill… I’m sorry it just slipped my mind-”

“That’s not a problem,” he smiled softly as he pulled out of you to find his shorts, pulling a condom out of the pocket, “I always come prepared, sweetheart.” 

You smile at him as he slides the condom on, before getting back on the bed with you and gently tapping your thigh. 

“As much as I love looking at that pretty face I’m gonna need you to turn around, baby. On your knees.”

Meanwhile, Vinny was sitting alone in his hotel room, patiently waiting for Rick to return from the store with snacks. He read over the message he received from Chris, and began typing a reply, only to delete it and read the message once more. 

Hey! I was thinking about debuting Nothing Ever After at our next show! We’ve all had enough practice during souncheck so I feel pretty confident that we can do this, what do you think?

Vinny would’ve agreed, but after his sudden realisation earlier, he wondered whether that would be a good idea, given the meaning of the song. Now that he and Noah were finally on good terms, he didn’t want to ruin that when he finds out he actually has been lying to him all along, and that the lie had gone this far.

Maybe not just yet, we could always save it for our next tour? I feel like we need some more practice first. 

He sent his reply and dropped his phone down onto his chest. 

What was he doing? Lying straight to Noah’s face, and for what? So he doesn’t find out he’s actually in love with the person he’s also into?

If Noah was ever to find out, it wouldn’t only be Vinny that would be in trouble, but you too. 

But you meant too much to him to ever let go. He would do anything for you.

In that moment, Vinny made a promise to himself that if Noah was to ever find out about the two of you, and all the lies, he would take all the blame and full responsibility. He couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you hurt, and afterall, neither of you would be in this mess if he didn’t catch feelings for you. You seemed happy enough with Noah until he came along, the thought played on his mind and he found himself beginning to feel guilty, like this was all his fault. 

He sat up on the bed, running his hand over his face as he held back tears, it’s all my fault, he thought. But before he could begin to dig himself into a deeper hole with his thoughts, the door opened and Ricky called out,

“Honey, I’m home!”

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