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flynnriderishot · 3 months

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What about reader being an influencer who's expressed her interest in matt as a joke with her friends in a video and it circulates everywhere AND THEN! Nick or matt or chris sees it and likes it and then they meet at a party or smthng and reader tries her best to absolutely ignore them but it doesn't work ! Something a bit humorous LOVE U SO MUCH RAH

cute - m.s

a/n: i am 100000% so so so sorry. i didn’t realize i wasn’t following your request fully until i came to post on tumblr 🤦🏾‍♀️ i did the first part of your request the way you asked but when i got halfway, i kind of went completely off whatever came to mind. again, i’m so sorry 😭 i can rewrite it if you don’t like it…. i hope you enjoy it tho

not proofread :(

“how do you stay so positive?” y/f/n read off her phone screen, pulling your attention away from your own device.

“um…delusion.” you smiled at the camera, earning a snorting laughter from the girl behind the camera.

you could see her eyes water at the response. your face fell, though a small twitch of your lip let the viewers know you were about to joke with her,

“it is not that funny. relax, girl.”

she rubbed her eyes, her laughter slowly fading away, yet the smile was prominent on her face, “come on.”

“next question.”

“okay, this a good one. who’s your celebrity crush?”

you took a second to think about it before answering, “he isn’t really a celebrity, but if i were to go ‘famous’, i guess…i would probably say matt sturniolo. he’s really cute, but if we’re talking like, actors and shit, then dylan obrien is the way to go.”

your answer was so vague that you didn’t think it would cause too much of a big impact, but as you glanced behind the camera at your friend, you couldn’t help but take note of the wide eyed look she sent in your direction.

“what?”

she shrugged her shoulders, “nothing. moving on.”

•••

“…then dylan obrien is the way to go.”

chris snorted at the video, his thumb moving him to the comments before he could even think about it.

his eyes narrowed as he read them.

sturniolosqueen bae knows matt?? we’re screwed 😭

| lovelysturn she knows vinnie too 😭💀

| secretlysturniolo yn is not worried about any of y’all, i promise 😭

ynsbabygurl imagine they saw this

floweryln YN, LOVER. THE STURNIOLO FANDOM IS HERE!! TAKE THIS DOWN ‼️‼️

notasturn dammit.

luckilyyn matt being her crush is the highlight on my year

| sturnonfire that’s concerning….

sturnioloscolby “delusion.” IM PEEING 😭

ynsgoddess YN KNOWS THE TRIPLETS ⁉️

| nickssturn NICK WATCHES HER VIDEOS TOO

chris has heard of the girl before, but never really watched her videos since her content wasn’t really directed towards guys like him. but he knew for a fact that he’s heard yn’s voice coming from his older brothers room.

“hey, nick?!”

“what.” the eldest triplet deadpanned, walking into the living room where his brother sat.

“you know her?”

nick didn’t give it much thought as he looked at chris’ screen as he passed, “yeah, that’s yn. she’s a youtuber, why?”

“she likes matt.”

“who likes me?” the man himself walked into the room.

“yn ln.”

nick’s eyes widen, a sudden peak of interest flooding his veins, “oh my god. really?”

“is that not what i just said?”

“i heard what you said, i just didn’t understand it at first.”

“that makes no sense, nick.” chris scoffed, absentmindedly handing his phone off to matt as he and nick started an argument.

“it makes perfect sense.”

matt drowned out the conversation happening between the two, watching the video over for the third time before speaking, “she’s pretty.”

nick glanced at him, “right? what i would do to have her skin.”

matt raised his brow in agreement. you didn’t have nice skin.

“i sent her some lip balm, i’m wondering if she’s got it yet.”

“what does your lip balm have to do with her looks?” chris tried to rile his brother up again.

“stop talking to me.”

matt rolled his eyes, shaking his head softly as he went to his tiktok, just then noticing the amount of posts he was tagged in that mentioned you as well.

your video hadn’t even been out for a full day yet and there were already edits of you two.

one in particular got his attention with song, MMM HMM by Lancey Foux and the ‘boaf’ audio in the beginning of it.

without much thinking, he double tapped the edit, doing some more scrolling through the app before he eventually got bored and went to play a game in his bedroom.

what he wasn’t aware of was the uproar one like would cause between two fandoms.

•••

you sat at your desk, ipad in hand with your phone propped up against a bottle as you were on instagram live.

you were talking to your viewers whilst scrolling through videos they tagged you in. your eyes were bright with happiness at the edit of you to Tipsy by Miss Luxury.

“you guys are too sweet.” you liked the video, moving your eyes back to your phone screen to see an interesting chunk of comments come in almost all at once. “i can’t read all the comments guys, slow down.”

| go to the slaybaeyn acc! they make hella edits of you bae

| yn x sturniolo triplets when???

| LIKE MY EDIT PLEASE

| YN MATT SAW YOUR VIDEO

| hearing you like dylan obrien makes me feel like my soul is connected to you

“i’m not connected to anyone’s soul. don’t wish that on me.” your eyes widen, unsure whether or not the person was joking. one thing you didn’t play around with was spirits and voodoo stuff.

| lmaooo 😭😭

| PLEASE 💀

of course, anyone new to your fandom would have thought you were being rude, but your followers have gotten used to your humor over the years.

the ones having the chance to meet you in person have confirmed that you were just a naturally awkward and dry humored person.

it’s why people loved you so much.

“oh my god, i almost forgot. guys, guess what?”

without even looking at the comments, your eyes moved around your desk in search for something in particular.

“SpaceCamp sent me stuff!” the excitement in your voice had your viewers gushing.

while you made a lot of jokes and did very well when it came to getting other people laughing, it was hard for your supporters to find clips of you showing you were having a good time doing something. a lot of the time, your features were very sarcastic and ‘dry’ so this moment was almost revolutionary.

| her smile 😭🫶

| yn’s yearly happy clip ‼️

| she’s too cute, i can’t.

| SPACECAMP⁉️ AS IN THE STURNIOLO TRIPLETS ⁉️ AS IN NICK ⁉️AS IN MATT ‼️⁉️

| why are y’all acting like she’s unhappy all the time? the girl just has a dry sense of humor and a resting bitch face 🌝

| YN DID YOU SEE THAT CHRIS SAW THE CLIP OF YOU SAYING YOU LIKED MATT???!‼️‼️

“chris saw me saying i have a crush on his brother?” you placed the box of lip balm in your lap, your face falling slightly. “why the fuck didn’t you guys tell me this sooner?”

| y’all done made her mad 🙄

| HE LIKED AN EDIT OF YOU GUYS TOGETHER

| we’ve been tagging you bae 😫🤷‍♀️

you squinted your eyes, looking side to side before sighing softly, “don’t play with me.”

nicolassturniolo has joined the live!

“even when i trust you guys, i can’t trust you guys. i didn’t get tagged in shit.”

| NICKS HERE

| NICKKKK

| HI, NICK

nicolassturniolo you got the package!! i hope you enjoy it

“hi, nicolas.” you vaguely greeted, pretending you weren’t internally freaking out over his presence. “i haven’t tried them yet but i love the packaging. thank you so much for sending it.”

nicolassturniolo so glad you like it 🤭

nicolassturniolo add me

it took a few seconds for the live to connect but nick was now in your live, his face showcasing his happiness.

“NICKKK.”

“YN”

matthew.sturniolo has joined the live!

| HIIIIIMATTT

| MATTYYY

even if you wanted to pretend you didn’t see the comments, the shyness that suddenly took over you let the people know that you were aware of matt joining the live.

matthew.sturniolo the edit by sturnioloxyn on tiktok goes crazy

“matt, shut up.” nick said, residing his brothers comment before directing his attention to you, “so, what’s this i hear about you having a crush on my brother?”

your face pulled into a wince, “oooh. let’s not talk about that.”

“no let’s talk about it.” nick laughed, adjusting his body so he was laying stomach flat on his end.

“oh my god.”

matthew.sturniolo i think you’re cute too by the way 😉

taglist:

@hearts4chris @timmyandsturniolo @mayhem-72 @luvsturns

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagine #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo

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intimacyequalsdeath · 5 months

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Bubz's 12 Days of Ficmas fics: Day One Decorating (Poly!Sinclair Brothers)

Hello all and welcome to my first 12 days of Christmas fic event! This is going to span from the 13th to the 24th to make 12 days even. With fics going up on both the 13th and Christmas itself. I came up with this idea back when Fictober was happening so I've been really excited to get it out to you guys, I hope you enjoy your Christmas present! <3

Notes: Minors DNI, Fluffy, no specific pronouns or descriptions of reader used. This is a Poly fic so if you aren't into that then this isn't the fic for you. SFW.

"Oh come on Bo please!" you pleaded from your spot on the couch. Bo sighed dramatically.

"Darlin' no, It's a stupid idea. who is even gonna see it ?" Bo questioned. You had asked Bo if you and your boys could decorate Ambrose for Christmas this year and maybe even the main house too.

"You, Vinny and Les would see it! plus Les thinks it's a great idea" You argued back.

"Honey of course Les thinks it's a good idea, He's not gonna be the one who's gotta clean it up" He deadpanned.

"No the four of us would put it up together and take it down together, I promise, We could start a new Sinclair family tradition with it!"

Bo rolled his eyes at you and took another drink out of his beer as the front door swung open revealing Vincent coming back from a day at the museum.

"Vinny!" You exclaimed jumping up to hug him "Don't you think we should decorate for Christmas?" you asked him, he shrugged.

"Why?" He signed "No ones around to see it" You groaned and Bo chuckled.

"Thank you Vince, that's exactly what I said" Bo snickered from the couch.

"Vinny WE would see it though! We could start a new family tradition and actually have fun for once instead of working all the time. Lester's already on board with it and if you're with us then we outvote Bo"

Now it's not clear if your convincing worked on Vincent or he was fueled by sibling rivalry and just wanted to oppose Bo. Either way with that, he was convinced.

"Yeah sure, sounds like fun" Vincent signed to you, you grinned and hugged him.

"Thank you Vinny" You said pressing a kiss to the cheek of his mask then turning to look at Bo with a smug grin painting your face.

"It's now 3 against one Bo and the ball is in your court" You said smugly. He groaned and rolled his eyes.

"I'm the only adult in Ambrose, Ya'll 3 are children" He muttered "Fine, if you want to decorate have at it, but like you said I'm not going to be the only one taking it down when Christmas is over"

You walked over to Bo and planted yourself onto his lap for a moment to press your lips against his.

"Thank you baby" You said gratefully once you pulled apart. Bo tried to hide his grin as he wrapped his hands around your hips.

"Yeah, It's whatever"

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"We look like fuckin' idiots" Bo grumbled from his spot on the ladder.

"You said it yourself Bo, it's not like anyone can see you besides us" You snickered from your spot on the ground, making sure Bo and Lester hung the lights straight.

Vincent stood next to you with a light sweater on and one in his hands just incase you needed it, despite Louisiana's lack of cold weather in the winter.

"Sweet pea does it look good?" Lester called from his ladder opposite of Bo's as they held the lights up to the roof of the house.

"Yeah it looks perfect Les" You called back, the two men nodded and started hammering the lights into the house.

"Vinny did you start making those candles I asked you for?" You asked him, He nodded.

"Yeah their almost done, just need to put the etchings in them like you wanted" He signed.

"Perfect Vinny, and we've found the old Christmas tree up in the attic right?" Vincent nodded.

"Yeah all the indoor decorations are still up there, mixed with mine and Bo's junk" He signed once more.

"Dammit Les can't you hold the lights straight!" Bo yelled sucking on his thumb from where he hit himself with the hammer.

"Sorry Bo! I didn't mean it!" Lester exclaimed biting back a laugh at his older brother's misery.

You smiled at their antics before motioning for Vincent to follow you inside to work on the Christmas tree. The boys had taken the liberty of moving the tree and a majority of the decorations into the living room for you to pick through.

Vincent helped with the heavy lifting of setting the tree itself up, while you went through all the ornaments. You smiled to yourself finding the ornaments the boys had made when they were kids.

One particular ornament caught your eye, it was a photo of all three Sinclair brothers before they were separated into foster homes. Trudy must've put it together one year before the boys were taken you figured. You didn't know if the boys would like it being on the tree as their mother was still a sensitive subject.

"Oh Jesus Vince!" You exclaimed when he suddenly put a hand on your shoulder. You could see his eye make it's way to what you had in your hand.

"Oh- i was just-" Vincent placed a finger to your mouth, silencing you before taking the ornament from you. For a second it looked like he was about to put it back in the box before he walked it over to the tree and placed it right in the middle.

He turned around to you to get your approval, you nodded at him with a smile.

"That looks perfect Vinny" He puts and arm around you pressing the lips of the mask to your forehead for a moment as the two of you gaze at the decorated tree.

The peace was disturbed by the front door swinging open.

"Bo I said I was sorry! I don't know what else ya want me to say" Lester said as he made his way into the living room.

"I want you to-, well would ya look at that" Bo stopped when his eyes landed on the tree. More specifically the ornament with the photo.

Lester made his way to the side of you not occupied by Vincent, also giving you a kiss on the head as the 2 of you waited for the oldest Sinclair to give his verdict.

"Whaddya think Bo?" You asked softly with baited breath. Bo's eyes were still glued to the picture of him and his brothers attached to that "stupid" as he would put it, ornament his mom made when they were kids.

"I-I think that maybe...Maybe Christmas ain't that bad" He finally said, his eyes tearing away from the ornament and landing on you and his brothers.

You smiled and walked over to wrap your arms around him in front of the tree.

"So can we do this every year?" You asked with a grin.

"I didn't say all that, I still wanna make sure I'm not the son of a bitch that's gotta take all this shit down" He said putting back on his facade as quick as he lost it.

You grinned at him never the less before laughing, Vincent and Lester joining you in laughing at their grump of an older brother. Though you could've sworn you saw a grin cross Bo's face maybe that Christmas miracle would have to wait until another year.

#vincent sinclair #slasher x reader #slasher fandom #bo sinclair #house of wax 2005 #lester sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x reader #12 days of christmas #12 days of Ficmas #christmas

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cookiesupplier · 4 months

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Every Rose Has It's Thorns - Part Sixteen

pairing: Ricky Olson x ofc x Chris 'Motionless' Cerulli

warnings/tropes: slow burn, soulmates, strangers to enemies to lovers, betrayal, angst, fluff, smut, language, panic attack, stalking,

summary: In a world where soulmates inexplicably receive a tattoo that will match that of their soulmate the moment they turn eighteen years old, being famous and covered in very visible tattoos can make finding your true soulmate a questionable fate. For everyone involved.

author’s note: Unbeta'd, readers beware as always lol.

tags: @tearfallpixie @cncohshit @jordynyingling0219 @faceless-mirror @nyxthedestroyerofworlds @wild-child-7747 @witchyweeb34 @black-damask1999 @jilliemiw86 @ilovesamkiszka @lyschko666 @lacktoesandtoddlerants @bngurngheart @collapsedglasshouses @laurpartyprogram

Talia looked up from her phone she’d gotten a message from Chris. Only instead of a silly meme like usual over the last few days, this one was about Rick, at first, she’d been upset, that another person had crossed that line, thinking she could be that person, she thought about what he was saying, and she hated to admit it, but he was right. Besides, as nice as it was hanging out with Chris at the coffee shop lately, she had been missing out on something else while she was here, and it wasn’t quite the same as it was back home.. She was starting to get the feeling that while things were so up in the air, it wouldn’t be the same. She missed her time, with just her, and Ava. So, Chris suggestion, that maybe she take Ava somewhere, give Vinny and Rick some time to hang out.. She messaged him back tell him she couldn’t guarantee Vinny would, and he just said he’d take care of it.. Talia nodded. Okay.

Of course, Rick was just plain painful to think about, and this was at the very least Rick adjacent.

Sighing slightly, there went her mark again, dammit. Little moments like that weren’t too bad, just the big ones that bothered her. This time, it felt no worse than a flick at her skin. Shaking her head, she needed not to dwell on it, she’d worry about it when she got home, and deal with it then. For now, she clicked out of the message and went to go find Ava.

Finding her with Vinny, she smiled a little, they were cuddled up on the couch, they’d all just finished breakfast, and already they were cuddled up. They’d been like this all week, it was almost nauseating, new relationship vibes. At least they were keeping the sex vibes behind closed doors, at least when she was here with them, for that she was thankful. No, she wasn’t assuming they weren't having sex, she wasn’t stupid okay, even she’d had sex since she’d been here, not that she’d talked about that, with anyone.

“Hey Vin, can I steal your girl for a while, I’m missing my Avie time… and I’m sure you could use some time with your friends ya know..”

She might have told Chris she couldn’t guarantee it, but she could at least drop a hint, couldn’t see, a vague one at least. Friend, like Ricky, Wink wink, nudge nudge, hint hint. She could go out with Ava, and Vinny could hang out with Rick, maybe even Chris. For all she knew Chris was holding the guitarist hostage and planned to drag him over here trussed up, she didn’t know his plan, and she didn’t care, he wanted nothing to do with her, and she wanted nothing to do with him. Except.. Don’t think about it, don’t think about it. Swallowing at the stinging at her tattoo, would it leave her alone?

Now, as Ava looked over to her, the fact that she perked up at the idea of spending time together really made Talia feel so much better. It wasn’t until that moment that she realised that she that this dark feeling inside of her was just as much about connected to Ricky, as it was to the fear of losing her friendship with Ava. She might be here, but considering how consumed she was with Vinny, and yes Talia had been trying to give them time together, but the alternative was Ava and Vinny together, all the time. Yes, Vinny was great, he was amazing, but time with the three of them together like Ava encouraged with her to get to know Vinny, wasn’t the same as time with her best friend.

She hadn’t realised until now how scared she was that she might really lose Ava over all of this. After all, that is what people say about new relationships isn’t it, that they cost you friends? Talia didn’t want to be one of those friends. Despite her being the most likely because her friendship was the most at odds due to her destroyed bond with Ricky, which was painful to think about. Wasn’t that why she wasn’t confiding in her about her soulmate tattoo, to not add to everything with her here?

Either way, with how excited she was now, Talia couldn’t help but smile.

“And Vinny could call one of his friends to hang out if he likes, Chris, or, ah, Ricky. I’m sure they miss Vin time since we’ve been hogging you.”

Talia smiled sweetly at Vin, knowing exactly that even if he called Chris first, the singer would have some plan up his sleeve already, this was his idea after all. He had suggested that she might want to spend some time with Ava, some girl time, so Vinny could get some time with Ricky. It was a funny thing, that when Chris was worried about Rick, Chris had turned to her, and, and she still helped after what happened. A part of her had been so tempted to tell him that Rick could shove it. She didn’t, why didn’t she? Not that she could even really give you a reason.

Say it, Talia, you’re a pushover, a doormat, and you can’t stop thinking about that stupid idiot of a man. Chris thinks he needs help, and you’re right there, helping.

She hated herself sometimes, but no. Nope. None of that. None of that. Taking in a deep breath. Maybe if she thought of it as doing Chris a favour, yeah, that was better, that felt so much better, doing Chris a favour made her feel nice and warm. Besides, this was her afternoon with Ava, they were going to go out and have fun, this had nothing to do with Ricky, that was what she told herself as she got into the car that Ava had been driving around. She wasn’t here for herself, she wasn’t here for Rick, she was here in this town for Ava, to support Ava, and that was the only reason she was dealing with any of this. Otherwise, she’d go home tomorrow, simple, that was what she told herself… and then ignored the painful ache in her soulmate tattoo at the thought. “Spa?”

Talia looked over to Ava with a grin at her suggestion,

“Read my mind.”

A pamper day sounded perfect to her. Hair, nails, chatting about anything but soulmates hopefully. She doubted the last part, hearing about Vinny was likely going to be a given, but all the same, she was excited as Ava pulled out of the drive to head into town.

Ricky was thankful when he heard from Vinny about hanging out. Getting back from the tour, it wasn’t like it was a surprise that they needed a time-out from seeing each other constantly every day. So not talking to each other a lot wasn't alarming, but at the same time, the band were the ones that could understand what made Rick so weary right now, and he wasn’t sure anyone else really would. In turn, when Vinny called, Ricky had accepted immediate when he asked if he wanted to hang out. That was until he’d said he’d come over to Rick’s, and Rick had quickly said no, no, he’d come over to Vinny’s.

Once he got there, Rick felt a relief, not that he was going to talk to Vin about that, it was just good to see him, and the grin on his face to know how happy he was.

“How’d you feel about a stream with me?”

Rick raised an eyebrow, he hadn’t been doing much at all with social media, especially not with everything that happened with Grace, he still hadn’t gotten it out that they weren’t together anymore. He should, he knew he should, but telling people that his relationship was over would bring so many questions, and changes to their personal lives always did, it could be intense.

“Instagram?”

“That's what I was thinking, do a live, Q&A.. it's okay if not, I just thought, dude, you gotta get it out there sometime.”

Ricky looked down,

“Chris told you about Grace?”

“About her hanging around, yeah, and okay, I was thinking, if we do it together, we can smooth your news over with my news and BOOM, they’ll get so distracted that your break-up with her won’t even matter man, it’ll be gone, so quick.”

Rick laughed slightly, but it felt a bit hollow, he doubted that, he remembered his past breakups, and it could get obsessive online with the fans, Vinny didn’t even know, he didn’t think he’d ever really had to deal with any of his quite as publicly as he had before. When Vinny had invited him around to hang out, this wasn’t what he had thought this would be, but, maybe, maybe it would be better to rip this shit off and get it done, out of the way.

“You talk to Ava about this? Is she okay with you going public?”

Raising an eyebrow as they walked further into the house, towards the room where Vinny did all his streaming, whether he was gaming, playing his drum kit, or just streaming live on Instagram.

“Dude, of course, I wouldn’t have asked if she wasn’t good with it.”

It was on the tip of his tongue to ask about Talia, but, it wasn’t his place. “If we do this, Talia isn’t mentioned, at most, if, if you want to say how you met your soulmate, you say she was with friends. No elaboration.”

Ricky gave Vin a look, and Vinny just pressed his lips together and raised his eyebrows in the most faux innocent look he’d ever seen in his damn life, as if he’d never had any intention of mentioning anything at all. Honestly, he’d kick Vin if he got the rest of the fan base in on the constant pressure that came with all this soulmate tattoo stuff that it felt like the rest of the band kept bringing down on him, he’d had it. Plus, he was almost certain that wasn’t what would happen with Talia. Now Grace, what would happen considering her, fuck knows what she had done after she left.

All they needed to know was that they had broken up, Rick just wanted to move on with his life and be done with all of it, and he would be happy when this was done. It would be easier with Vin, easier to have something to sweep the attention away and not field a million questions…

Hopefully.

It didn’t work.

Once the live stream was done, and Vin was fielding so many congratulatory comments, and deleting the spiteful ones about Ava. Ricky ended up posting on his Instagram, turning off the comments, appreciating the concern, but asking for privacy. It didn’t feel like what was being said in the comments on the photos before, was born of merely concern, though. Some of it was downright nasty, some just rude with the suggestions. He’d turned his notifications off before the live stream though, assuming how this was going to go down, and tossing his phone down he looked over to Vin, ignoring the comments, and the countless DM’s that he wasn’t going to touch any time soon.. Vinny however, was smiling.

“What’s the verdict?”

“Man I love this, so good, though, some are still asking for me to finally post a picture of my real soulmate tattoo.”

Vin chuckled, of course, they wanted to know that, some of them probably still wanted to get the tattoo themselves knowing he had that mark somewhere on his body. Rick rolled his eyes, it was weird, so weird. He would never understand it. Now a normal tattoo was fine, but a mark that was purposely meant to connect him to his soulmate? Did they not think about how it was also on Ava’s body? Then again, Vinny didn’t have other tattoos, which was why they were so eager as Rick saw it, they all scrambled for something.

“Saying, since I’ve found her, there is no reason for me to hide it anymore, and they also want to know if my logo is connected to it, or completely different?”

He shook his head,

“If I were you, and be sure to talk to Ava about this, I’d keep your mark to yourselves, as long as possible, or at least talk to her about just saying it was your logo outright or something, because, you know they are going to get the tattoo of it, and that's just creepy to me. As the guy that's seen so many with a rose tattoo..”

He sighed, including Talia’s.

“They already get the logo anyway, that won’t change.”

Vin nodded,

“Good idea, if I was willing to get one, and I’m not, I’d totally get the logo to throw them off. You’d think Ava would get it?”

Rick shrugged,

“Maybe, her best friend is a tattooist, could always ask her, she might get a kick out of it, but really depends on how far you guys want to fool the fans, or, just let them assume. You’ve kept it to yourself for this long Vin, it should be fine.”

Sitting back on the couch, Vin sighed,

“How bad are the comments about Grace..

Ricky sighed,

“They all want to know what happened, especially considering you met your soulmate and I broke up with my girlfriend on the same tour.. They think there is some scandal involved. There is, just, not the ones they’re thinking.”

Vin shook his head as he looked down at his phone, he got an alert from a message, and he brought up the notification, only to look up at right in alarm.

“Ah, you’ve blocked Grace, right?”

He paused, looking over at Vinny carefully, he both didn’t want to know what he was about to say, and wanted to grab at his phone, he didn't, but that didn't change the panic that seized his chest for a second.

“Do you really need to ask?”

“One of my followers just tagged me, says she just announced she’s going live in an hour explaining her side of the break-up.”

Ricky frowned, her side of the break-up? Her fucking side? Great. She manipulated and lied to him for years. Now, she no doubt was about to manipulate and lie to everyone on the internet as well. Fantastic.

Shit.

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

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skinnyducky · 2 years

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hopelessly devoted // v.h.

a/n this was an idea i had a long time ago, and when i listened to this song and got a bit more information on the meaning behind it, i felt like the two went perfectly together. this idea of knowing a relationship is so chaotic and knowing it’s not going to end well yet you don’t want to leave is something i was interested in. so without further or due, here it is.

p.s. sorry it’s taking me so long to dish out these request. school is not yet over for me sadly. however, know i am working to get everything out for you guys :)

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.1k, edited

WARNING: angst, language, and gaslighting!

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Y/n and Vinnie lay in her bed, tangled in her ivory sheets. She couldn’t help the smile that found itself on her face as the scenes of their passionate actions replayed in her head. She snuggled deeper into him, allowing her fingers to trace the lines of his tattoos. It was moments like these that made her fall madly in love with him. Unfortunately, she knew they wouldn’t last forever.

It was wrong, and she knew it was. Fooling around with someone else’s boyfriend, how could she? But then again, there was just something about Vinnie; he was charming, sweet, and funny. He ticked all of Y/n’s boxes and gave her the right amount of attention she needed. There was no way to describe the hold he had on her. She was sprung, so eager to hold onto his love. She was willing to do anything for him, be anything for him. She just couldn’t let him go, no matter how much pain he was causing her by being with another girl.

As the two relaxed, enjoying the peaceful silence of Y/n’s room, Vinnie’s phone went off. He groaned, removing his hand from her lower back and reaching for the small device on her nightstand. "Dammit, I gotta go." He sighed, sliding out of bed to put his clothes on.

"I thought you said you were staying till morning?" Y/n asked, sitting up to rest against her headboard. "I was gonna make breakfast for us."

"As nice as that sounds, I can’t stay. Not tonight."

Y/n nodded, keeping quiet as she watched him sit on the edge of her bed to put his shoes on. She knew why he was leaving so soon. She had texted him, his girlfriend. She didn’t know why he stayed with her, especially with the way he talked about her. The vile things he’d say, the many foul names he’d refer to her as, it all confused Y/n. If he was unhappy, why not leave? It was clear that he was happy with Y/n, and yet, he treated her as nothing more than a side piece. And as many times as she tried to bring the conversation up, he would just ignore her questions—or "pestering" as he liked to call it.

You know, she was envious, Y/n was. As bad as she felt for his girlfriend, she didn’t really care about her feelings. She had everything that Y/n didn’t have; everything that she wanted. She had Vinnie. She was the one who got to spend mornings with him, the one who got to go on dates, the one who had the title of being his "girlfriend." Y/n didn’t have that. She was just the side piece. The one he went to whenever he was mad. The one who was merely a piece of candy instead of a dessert. And she didn’t know if she’d ever be more. But who cares when you’re a fool in love?

"Is it her?" Y/n spoke lowly, fiddling with her fingers.

Vinnie looked back, a puzzled expression on his face. "What? Who?"

"Your girlfriend? Is she in another crisis? Is that why you have to leave so early?" She replied, keeping her head down. "You know, you can always tell her you’re with your friends or something. You don’t always have to go to her beck and call. Besides, it’s not like you live together."

"Why does it matter?"

"It doesn’t. I was just asking."

"Yeah, well to me it sounds like there’s a problem."

Y/n shook her head, biting her tongue. She knew if she pressed him more, he’d just divert the conversation. But there was something in her that was telling her to continue, to say what was on her mind. And as hesitant as she was, she listened. "I just feel that it’s unfair, y’know. She gets to see you every day and spend hours with you, and all I get is thirty minutes. I just want to spend time with you. Have you for myself."

Vinnie chuckled, "Y/n, that’s my girlfriend. Of course, I’m going to spend hours with her. We’re together."

"But you come to me and tell me you’re ready to end things with her. That you want to move on. That you want to be with me."

"I do want to be with you."

"Then why are you still carrying that dead weight?"

"Just leave it be, Y/n."

She scoffed, knowing this is how he’d react. Unfortunately, for him, she wasn’t going to let up…not one bit. "No, we are going to have this conversation. You can’t keep stringing me along if you’re going to keep being with her."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Vinnie shot up, looking down at Y/n as if she was nothing. "You act like you’re not in the wrong either."

"How am I in the wrong? I’m not the one in a committed relationship! "

"Please, don’t give me that bullshit. I told you how I was still in a relationship from the minute we started talking. You knew everything. And yet, you’ve made no effort to stop talking to me or anything. So, don’t sit here and try to paint me as the fucking bad guy when you’re just to blame."

The ounce of confidence that Y/n had felt before was long gone as the words that Vinnie had spewed housed themselves in her head. He was right: he wasn’t only at fault. She was too. She knew he wasn’t single, and yet she continued to pursue him. She could say she was blinded by love, but that would be an excuse. She was selfish, only thinking of herself. How could she?

"I’m sorry," she apologized. "I just…I love you."

"I know you do, but you have to understand this is just the way things have to be. For not only your sake, but hers as well. You hear me?"

"Yeah, I understand."

With that confirmation, Vinnie shot her a small smile. "Good. I’ll hit you up later, alright?" Y/n didn’t say anything, staring off to the side. However, there was nothing for her to say. She knew the minute she got that text, that call, that she’d fall right back into his trap. It was hopeless.

After kissing her forehead, Vinnie made a swift exit. Once she heard her apartment door shut, Y/n crawled out of bed and stumbled over to her vanity. The second she sat down and stared at her reflection, she couldn’t help but cry. She was truly far gone; the remnants of who she used to be, the values and morals that she held, were all gone. And it was all because of Vinnie. How could this man, this one man, have so much power over her? Y/n knew she could do better, that as long as she continued entertaining Vinnie, she’d lose herself even more. He had ruined her, completely destroyed her spirits. And still, she couldn’t find the courage to end things. She loved and craved him. And if that meant she was a bad guy…then so fucking be it.

At least she was loved.

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#vinnie #vinnie imagine #vinnie x reader #vinnie imagines #vinnie hacker #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker fanfic #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x y/n #vhackerr #vincent hacker #tiktok imagine

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ilovemesomevincentprice · 1 year

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I watched this movie last night and he had me laughing so damn hard! I love this man.

Vincent Price as The Sinister Man - Bloodbath at the House of Death

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criolla-star · 4 months

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Overwhelmed (Part2)(Vinny x Garmadon (I suggest you check out part one first)

Vinny gave Garmadon a small smile before plummeting his head back into the couch. “Vinny are you sure you’re feeling alright?”Garmadon asked again this time his voice have a hint of worry.

“I told I’m fine like I already told you just another long day, I mean I have to walk around with that camera all day so I’m just tired”Vinny replied a little bit bothered. “You should eat”Garmadon said.

Vinny turned onto his back and let out a sigh,”I guess you’re right”the smaller sat up and was about to get up when Garmadon pushed him back down.”Stay, I’ll bring it we can eat here”the larger said.Vinny was honestly surprised but wasn’t bothered to say anything.

Garmadon came back with two bowls of noodles, he gave one to Vinny and sat down next to him. “Thanks Garm, I appreciate this…”the mortal chuckled. “It as you said try to do things that’ll most likely be appreciated and liked”Garmadon replied.

The two continued eating and talking about their day,well at least Vinny, Garmadon doesn’t usually go out of the apartment alone.

“Vinny, may I ask why you are in a different mood today?”Garmadon asked, he could tell Vinny was acting different from the tone he was talking in to the his face expressions. None of this was normal this wasn’t a normal”I’m just tired”,it was something else,something was bothering him and Garmadon wanted to find out. Vinny looked at Garmadon for a moment like he was goning to say something, probably “I’m fine ,just tired”, but instead he looked away as if he knew Garmadon was going to keep asking, which he was. Garmadon moved closer to Vinny and hesitantly pulled him into a hug. This caused Vinnys’ eyes to widen as he would’ve never expected to receive a hug from Garmadon. He looked app at the larger to see him with dark purple blush across his cheeks.”I-Is he blushing because of this…”Vinny thought. The silence was awkward almost as if you could hear the crickets chirping. “Y-you can tell if anything’s bothering you I’ll listen and try my best to help……”Garmadon stuttered out in a small voice finally breaking the deafening silence.

Hearing his roommate, the Oni warlord, the lord of destruction, sound so small, fragile and genuinely worried about his well-being caused his face to light up with blush. He looked back up and Garmadon to see him looking the opposite direction. “G-Garm I know it seems like somethings wrong but it’s not everything’s fine, I’m fine”Vinny stuttered out as he sat up on Garmadons’ lap. “But that’s the thing!You’re not fine, you’re lying to me and I don’t know why!”the larger instantly exclaimed cupping the smaller’s face and not reacting to the change of seating. Vinny stared at the larger his eyes wide open. “D-do you really care that much about me…?”Vinny asked curiously and in an attempt to change the subject.”Don’t try changing the subject…”Garmadon growled before resting his head on Vinnys’ shoulder.

“G-god dammit, why does he have to be so hot..” Vinny thought his face bright red. “Answer me…”Garmadon spoke. “F-fuck!a-alright, you win…I’ll tell…”Vinny replied who could blame him, he breaks easily under pressure.

(nah bro I’m leaving your ass on a cliffhanger even though you probably know what’s gonna happen next)

(Hope you enjoy)

#survivalshipping #vinnyxgarmadon #vinnyofngtvnews #garmadon #fanfiction

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roosterbruiser · 1 year

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Ok ok ok picture this.... you teasing Vinny wearing his victor's belt.... and only his belt

He'd get so horny and fuck you IMMEDIATELY on that bed

god dammit

STOP TRYING TO GET ME TO WRITE A VINNY FIC I WILL LITERALLY WRITE IT I HAVE SO MANY OTHER THINGS HAPPENING NO BUT YALL DID CONVINCE ME I AM THINKING ABOUT IT I HAVE ENOUGH ON MY PLATE BUT LIKE WHAT IF I JUST DID LIKE A FUCK THE UNIVERSE THING WHERE IT'S LESS OF A FIC AND MORE OF A SERIES OF IMAGINES BASED ON REQUESTS BITCH IM A MOTHER NO DRAMA!!

#decode this #m answers #slumber party #vinny pazienza #charcuterie night

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gothixm00nz · 2 years

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There are very few things I want in this world... but one things I desperately want is for DBD to acknowledge the old school era of ARGs. You know, like Marble Hornets or EverymanHYBRID. Anything.

Like think about how much fun it'd be to have HABIT as a killer? A silly, evil, murderous entity that has no real known origin who just wants to fuck around and find out. He could be like the actually good version of Trickster! (sorry good trickster mains, i still love you)

Seriously, it'd be so much fun to have the old era of ARGs brought to DBD. I know it won't happen, but god dammit I will still create concepts of Evan, Vinny, Jeff, Tim and Jay as survivors and HABIT, Slenderman/Operator and Alex as killers even if it'll never happen.

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fankhx-invasion · 1 year

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Dammit Vincent, making me cry because of how absolutely fucking lovely you sound.

#vinnie vincent #kiss band #the ankh warrior #vvi #everytime i hear him sing i either cry or my heart aches #SoundCloud

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vinnymauro-chenzomauro · 4 months

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Ryan: Having two partners is both amazing and complicated. But all our problems are solved with communication. Chris: It’s my turn to cuddle Vinny. Ryan: FIVE MORE MINUTES DAMMIT!

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soupbabe · 1 year

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Deck the Halls (Magnolia Sinclair)

Magnolia finds Christmas decorations in the attic

First Maggie fic and it's like 1.4k words 😅😅 I hope everyone likes it <3

Maggie grimaced at the state of the living room. Empty beer bottles and dirty plates littered every inch of the coffee table, clothes were thrown haphazardly on the floor, and a shotgun was left out of it's cabinet. Chores were never her favorite and no matter how much she's asked, it seemed to be that boys will always be boys.

Even if that meant living in their own filth.

With a sigh, she rounded up the bottles by their necks, gagging when one filled with Lester's dip nearly spilled on her. As she made her way to the kitchen, she caught Vincent by the fridge. "Hey Vinnie," she called as she placed the glasses into a box on the counter. Vincent looked down and tilted his head in response, "Do you know where the cleaning supplies are? It's about time I give the living room some care again." Vincent shrugged and signed, "Check the attic." "Okay, thanks. I'll see if I'll find something up there."

The ladder creaked under Maggie's footsteps to the dark attic. Upon entering, she squinted her eyes around the dark room. Hands grabbed at the air until feeling the vaguely familiar string of beads by the lightbulb. As her eyes adjusted, a groan escaped her. "This place was way worse than I remember.." she mumbled as she maneuvered her way around abandoned toys and garment bags. A shimmer in her peripheral caught her attention, causing her to abandon any other train of thought.

Maggie made her way to the sparkle like a moth to a flame. A smile creeped up her cheeks as she discovered something that she thought only existed in the deep corners of her memory:

Tinsel tangled up in bubble lights.

"Oh my god it's the Christmas decorations."

Without much thought, Maggie grabbed the overflowing boxes, wrapped the extra lights around her shoulders, and made her way to the opening of the attic. Maggie dipped her head into the hallway and called, "Hey! I need someone to help me carry stuff down!" After a minute of silence, she brought her head back up and adjusted them close to her. Slowly, she made her way down the ladder, her attention more on the delicate ornaments in her hands more than her steps.

With a yelp, she felt her feet slip under her and two hands soon catch her from behind. "Jesus, Maggie. I told ya I'd be there in a minute. " Bo's gruff hiss could be heard from behind. She rolls her eyes, "Well, I didn't hear you. Thank you though, I'm glad these survived that." Bo stared at the cardboard boxes tucked away in her arms. "The hell's that for, Vincent told me you were supposed to be cleaning." "I found the Christmas decorations in the attic! I think it'd be nice change of pace to decorate this year."

Bo snickered as he followed his sister down the stairs, "So you're just gonna add onto the 'mess' around the house? We don't even have a tree." "I know, I plan on asking Lester to go into town and to get us one!" Maggie set the boxes down on a nearby drawer and grabbed her phone. "Don't bother. Why don't I get it instead, he ain't got the arms to carry a tree by himself. My truck is better for gettin' it back anyways." She dials Lester's contact despite Bo's protests, "How about you both go. He has a good eye for stuff like this, especially when it's this close to Christmas." A defeated groan could be heard from the background, "Fine." He grabs Maggie's phone before she could give Lester her greetings and walks outside.

"Dammit, Bo.." She mumbled, going into the dining room. There was no use in trying to get it back, she was used to Bo's petty actions. Pushing her mind off of the recent interaction, Maggie put the decorations on the table. She carefully took the wires off her shoulders and went to work untangling. Her nimble fingers weaved through the bulky material swiftly until a warm hand touched her shoulder. Maggie shrieked and turned around, causing Vincent to step back a couple of steps. "Oh, Vinnie! I'm sorry, you scared the daylights outta me." "Sorry," he signed back. "What are you doing?" "Thought I'd decorate the house for Christmas. I found a box full of stuff too! I sent Bo and Lester out to get us a tree so we can do ornaments together." She smiled explaining her plan and gestured to the tangled up tinsel in her hands, "Wanna help?" Silently, Vincent nods and stands to the other end of the table, grabbing a bundle of lights for himself.

After 10 minutes of silence and mild frustration on Maggie's end, she smiled at the neat rows of lights and garland. "Thank you so much for helping me, Vince. Wanna get things ready for the tree before it gets here?" Vincent shook his head at the proposition, "I have other plans. I'll be in my studio." "Alright, your loss then." Maggie dug through the box and pulled out a dusty, red and white stocking with "Beauregard" embroidered at the top. "I'm 'bout to put stocking up soon, I want this to be the first thing Bo sees when he comes in." Vincent shoulder's shook, "I won't be gone for too long." She nodded and continued to rummage through the Christmas memorabilia as the masked man walked away.

By the time Bo and Lester parked in the Sinclair driveway, the inside of the house was brighter. Along with stockings and lights being hung along the wall, the house was also cleaner. Ash trays were cleared, festive blankets were folded over the chairs, and the floor actually shined. Lester came through the door first, announcing cheerfully of his arrival as Bo followed. At the sound, Maggie's ears and body perked up from the couch. "Over here!" Her brothers followed her direction and set the tree down in the bucket of water. "The house looks amazing, Magpie. I woulda helped you decorate if you asked." Lester's smiled beamed as he brought Maggie into a side hug. "You cleaned up the house good that's for sure," Bo chimed in by the tree, cutting down the plastic netting around the branches. "Thank you both for doing this for me, I miss being able to decorate." Lester patted her back while Bo put the knife back into his pocket. "Yeah but when those needles start falling off, I'm not picking any of it up. Your idea, remember that."

"Okay, fine." Maggie put a hand on her hip, "Wanna put some ornaments on the tree with us?" Bo sighed, glancing at the tree. "I think I'll pass." "Okay, why don't you go get Vincent then and ask him. He's in his studio." Bo grumbles, "Why don't you do it your damn self." "I'll get him myself when you stop leaving your crusty shirts in the living room." Bo frowned and stormed outside of the house, making sure to wake the dead as he slammed the door behind him. Maggie sighed, watching him leave. Lester gently nudged her, "C'mon, ignore him. We're almost done setting everything up."

The twins returned to a fully decorated tree. Red and green bubble lights were strewn across the foliage, illuminating the glass and cinnamon ornaments nearby. "Maggie," Bo called out, nodding his head towards his brother. "He got something for ya." Vincent revealed from behind him a small cardboard box sealed at the top with wax. Curiously, she took the box. "It was to be your present, but I thought it could be used tonight." Maggie cooed upon opening the box: a small statue of an angel lied on a bed of polyfill.

Everything about her was graceful: from her soft smile down to her flowing gown. "Oh my, Vinnie you shouldn't have..she's gorgeous!" Maggie's smile was so wide her eyes appeared closed. "She can go onto the tree."

Excitedly, she pulled Vincent into a hug. Pulling away, she handed him the angel. "Why don't you put her up, finish the tree." He glanced down at both Maggie and his creation, head tilted in consideration. After an anxious 10 seconds, he nodded to Maggie's joy. Easily, he stretched out his arm and fit the angel onto an upright branch, adjusting her right into her owner's direction.

Stepping back, Maggie drunk in the sight of the finished tree.

What a wonderful change of scenery.

#house of wax oc #magnolia sinclair #house of wax #slasher oc #my oc #oc fanfiction #platonic fanfiction

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