Glitterinmyveinss - VICKY ₊ ⊹

i’m gonna need a part 2 for that wes fic…

it might take me a minute but will do!

ok someone please send me a request for reese wilkerson he's my bbg

the hardest parts about writing fics is how long i make them >.< ! but anyways new reese wilkerson fic coming saturday <3

// Back to the Basics //

steve- o x fem!reader

summary: you and steveo used to be best friends, knowing eachother since highschool and all. but growing up sucks. Especially when your best friend who you had/have a massive crush on now does coke off of models backs.

❥ ༄ you were so happy for steve-o when his career as a stunt man finally took off. you've know him since highschool and knew that it was definitely the right career for him. You remembered how you two would always go to the park after school and you would just sit and watch him skate, occasionally you would ask him to teach you.

❥༄ "well first you have to put your foot on the board dude" steveo said with a sarcastic tone. you looked at him and pouted "obviously i know that but which one?" for once, he was looking at 𝘆𝗼𝘂 like you were the dumb one. of course you kinda knew which foot you were supposed to put on the board, but steveo just intimated you so much you lost all knowledge around him and it was like your brain was constantly short circuiting. it was that or all the pot you guys smoked last period. he shook his head and laughed. "put down your most dominant foot babe." your heart did a little skip at that. it wasn't unusual for steveo to use pet names with you, but still, everytime he did it made you flustered...and confused. hesitantly, you put your foot on the board. steveo nodded then spoke up "ok now your other foot, then stand sideways, and push with the first foot you put down." you did as told and started moving. you guys were both laughing as you started to get the hang of it "awesome y/n you're better than when i started!" you blushed and smiled at him "thanks stevie" he gave you a soft smile, then ushered for you to follow him. "come on man let's get some tacos from this truck i'm starved." you got off the board and handed it to him and began following him. you loved this side of steve. everyone else thought he was jsut some rich obnoxious asshole who loved attention. and while that wasn't too far from the truth, he still had a loveable side like everyone else. he was extremely funny and could make you smile no matter what mood you were in, he was actually pretty smart at times, and was whole heartedly kind. to you at least. not so much everyone else. you wish everyone could see his soft side so they would understand why you hung out with him, but you also liked how it was reserved just for you.

❥༄ now it's 2002 and "Jackass: The Movie" was doing rounds in the ticket office. Your and Steveos relationship became basically non existent ever since he joined jackass. he started blowing you off to go hang out with other people you didn't even know, started partying a lot more, (if that was even possible) and he was always busy filming stunts, or being in the er. you tried not to bug him about it, afraid of seeming clingy and like you wanted to drag him down, which of course you didn't. you just wanted your friend back. It was a thursday evening and you had just gotten back from your big girl office job. ever since you were little you knew you wanted to leave your home town. It just always felt so small and closed off from the rest of the world to you. you wanted to live somewhere more progressive. so you got serious about school and were able to get a stable, good paying job in san diego. you went to your room, changed, then plotted down on your couch with some greasy fast food. hey you were single and lived alone, so you sometimes forgot to get groceries. you turned on the tv and began flipping through channels. the station it landed on was MTV, you were skeptical about leaving it on, knowing that everytime you saw steveo now, it tugged at your heart. You watched him change, for better and for worse. of course he's always been completely insane, but he had a soft side to him. now all you ever see is him intoxicated. you decided to leave it on. "maybe they won't even play jackass" you thought to yourself. the commercials ended and the intro for "MTV cribs" began to play and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. but once the episode started, you were stunned. it was apparently a "jackass exclusive" episode where steveo and all his other cast members were showing their "cribs." you knew you should turn it off, or find something else to watch, but you didn't want too. the tv began to show steveo, wasted as ever. you watched in disappointment as he began showing his disgusting apartment, putting hot sauce in his eye, and breaking stuff. Of course this was normal for him, but seeing him on tv do it, knowing millions of others were watching, made your heart hurt for him. "i guess his dream came true..." you thought to yourself. you've been knowing for a while yours and steveos relationship was basically over, but this was the breaking point for you. you put your food away, shut the tv off, and curled up into bed. just staring at your ceiling remembering all the good times and how they were over.

❥༄ It was a cold autumn day when your boss called you into her office. the leaves were changing, the air became crisp, and your outfits became a lotttt cuter. it was your favorite season so you were in a good mood when you walked into her office. "hey you needed to see me?" you asked while giving her a hug and handing her a coffee. "thanks! and yeah i have great news for you!" you gasped and put your hands over your mouth. "tell me!" she had a huge smile on her face while she spoke " the board is sending you to LA to get more info for our project! they think you're the perfect candidate for the job." of course you were happy hearing this, it meant you got to travel, even if it was for work, and you've never been to LA before. but you were a little shaken at the thought of being in the same city as steve o after all this time. your boss gave you all the information you needed for you trip and sent you back to your cubicle.

❥༄ a week later, and you were on your way to LA. You were driving there alone, insisiting your boss that you were fine. you tuned on the radio and cool by gwen stefani began playing. as you listened to the lyrics, you began wondering if you and steveo would ever have a relationship like that, where you could be happy and proud for eachother for finding another love, but then again, did you even want a relationship with him at all if it wasn't him as 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 partner? you couldn't see your self being in love with anyone else, you've never been in love with anyone else. 2 hours and 30 minutes later, you made it to your hotel. you grabbed your bags from the car, checked in, and settled in your room. once you were done, you noticed the time, 5:00. "most bars have happy hour right now.." you thought to yourself." you've always wanted to be in LA, so you decided to let loose and find a bar.

❥༄ you changed form your juicy tracksuit, put on a cuter outfit, and added some makeup. you began walking around looking for a bar. once you found one, you walked in and sat at the bar "a sex on the beach please" you told the bartender with a smile. he gave you your drink and you sipped it in silence, already regretting coming here. you weren't that social to begin with, and it's not like you knew anyone. you regretted not having your boss come along. all of a sudden, you heard some loud voices walk in. it sounded like a bunch of guys so you just stayed staring ahead. you would drink your cocktail, go home, change, and watch 10 things i hate about you for the millionth time. then, you heard a voice you knew all too well speak up. "2 budweisers bud" just your luck. steveo was 3 feet away from you. you noticed him look at you then look away, then snap his neck and look back. "holy shit y/n" you turned to look at him, and you wish you didn't. this was your first time seeing and hearing him in person and not through a tv and he still looked beautiful as ever "o-oh! hey stevie" you always called him that. everyone else called him steveo and steve but you just started calling him stevie one day and it stuck. he gave you a hug while smiling you returned it, hoping he wouldn't notice how your shoulders tensed or how your heart was daring to jump out your chest. even with some alcohol in your system he still made you incredibly nervous. damn it. he pulled away from the hug but stayed close. "what are you doing here. you're still in san diego right?" you fidgeted with your hands and had a nervous smile on your face as you spoke. "i'm here for work" he nodded "oh right on!" he seemed really happy to see you actually, but a part of you was telling you that it was just an act and he couldn't give 2 shits about what you were up too. i mean how happy could he be if he never bothered to call anymore? you noticed he was kind of staring at you, then he spoke up "you look r-really good" he said shyly with a soft smile, which was rare from him, and it felt so nostalgic to see him like that again. "thanks so do you" you said while playing with your hair. it was a nervous fidget you had. then all of a sudden, a tall man with dark hair and dark sunglasses came up to you both. it none other than the johnny knoxville. "where's my beer o?" he spoke. steveo jumped a little and looked away from you "here man" johnny took the can then turned to face you. "oh sorry am i interrupting something?" before steveo could even say anything though, you spoke up "oh no i was...just about to leave." you got down from the chair and slinged your purse on your shoulder. "bye boys" you said as you walked out. as much as you wanted to stay and talk to steveo while staring into his eyes, you knew he was officially done with you. he was hanging out with the big shots now. including bam margera and tony hawk. he was banging models and getting wasted daily. he was living life like a rockstar, like he always wanted, and you didn't wanna ruin that for him. it always seemed that you and steveo were from completely different worlds, but now it was painfully obvious. and you didn't belong in his, or so you thought.

❥༄ you were a few blocks from the bar when you began to hear someone behind you running and yelling "y/n wait!" you turned around and saw steveo coming towards you, with your phone in his hand. once he caught up to you he handed it to you "you left this back there" you grabbed the phone while shaking your head "gosh not again!" you put the phone in your purse then turned to him "thanks you're a life saver." he laughed at your comment "still a klutz huh?" he said with a playful smirk. you gave him one back. "old habits die hard" he let out a little chuckle, then his expression slightly changed from playful to serious. "speaking of that.. i meant what i said back there. you look good." you stared at him, not really knowing what to say. it seemed like he was holding back. he noticed that you knew this and continued " i mean seeing you was like a breath of fresh air" he said with a slight chuckle. you could tell he was tipsy. he was always sweet when he was tipsy. "your face reminds me of when everything was more...simple." you started to get angry. not necessarily at him but at the whole situation. and him saying that angered you even more. simple? did he think you were just some plain jane who had nothing better to do but hang out with him? "what is that supposed to mean?" you said while crossing your arms. he held his hands up in defense. " i didn't mean anything bad by it! it's just...you remind me of...before you know?" he said nervously. you'll admit, he was being ridiculously cute right now, but your anger was getting the better of you. "oh before you became an overnight celebrity and ditched me for brad pitt and lindsey lohan?" "y/n no please jsut list-" you cut him off. "no steve just stop....just stop." tears began to sting the corners of your eyes. you cursed yourself for always being so emotional. you spoke up, your voice shaky. "i was fine with leaving us and all the good times in the past and letting go, but now here you are pouring salt on all my wounds" steveo was staring at you, his face deathly serious and his eyes wide. "why do you think you have to leave us in the past?" you laughed at this. was he serious? "seriously? i mean come on steve we haven't talked in forever and...you're just...different now" he stared at you, looking genuinely hurt, and you knew he hated it when people called him steve, he told you so back in sophmore year when you guys were on the swings at some random park,

"𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸?"

you snapped out of your memory when steveo began shouting back at you "you think i haven't noticed y/n? i mean fuck, i just got off a bender, and i'm probably gonna go on another one." you stared at him dumbfounded. "that's not my fault steve i-" "yeah it is!" he yelled at you. you blinked and stepped back. "w-what?" he looked away from you and ran a hand through his short hair while looking down at his shoes. "ever since you left to san diego i've been lost man. you stared at him as he continued. " i've always been crazy but when i was with you... i was able to stop and be me. you didn't expect me to do any stunts, you didn't expect money or drugs from me, you just accepted me for me. the first time we hung out was the first time i felt normal, like i didn't have to put up an act so you would stay interested." it's true that you left him first. once you turned 18 you moved to san diego and started looking for jobs within your field. you didn't know how much this affected steveo thought, you didn't know he needed you as much as you needed him. while you were standing there, staring at him, in shock, he got tired of your silence. "man forget it." he waved his hand and began walking away. you snapped out of your trance and began yelling for him "no stevie! come back." he turned around, with cold eyes. you walked up to him and began to speak "i didn't know you felt that way. i didn't know you needed me as much as i needed you..." you let out a sad laugh "as much as i still need you. im sorry" you looked up at him to catch his reaction, but he was already staring at you, and as soon as your eyes locked, it was like something inside of him snapped. he grabbed your face and kissed you, hard. you were frozen for a second, you always wanted this and it was hard to believe that it was happening. but you pushed all those feelings back and melted into the kiss, putting your hands around his neck while his snaked down to your waist. you pulled away first, and smiled at him. he stepped back then spoke "you don't know how long i've wanted to do that" you laughed at his cheesey comment, then slapped his forehead. he grabbed his forehead and groaned "what the hell was that for?" you laughed at him and rubbed the area you slapped, as a sorry. "for not telling me you liked me back all those years ago!" he looked at you with a soft smile. "well let me make it up to you... how about we get lunch tomorrow? or breakfast or dinner whatever's best for you." he said while scratching his neck. you laughed at how nervous he was "how about dinner and a movie...the new star wars is out we can watch that!" he laughed at your excitement "ok geek sounds good" you just laughed it off and smiled at him. you guys were stuck staring at eachother for a minute before you spoke up "walk me to my room?" he grabbed your hand "lead the way babe" you missed that nickname. you giggled as you two began walking away, forever thankful for this evening. it felt you two were back to the basics.

authors note: hope you guys liked this! i know a lot of stuff in here is inaccurate but for the sake of the fic let's pretend everything's ok! also this was inspired by lana del reys unreleased song "back to the basics"

// Fuck It I Love You • part 2 //

summary: after the party, you and wes talk more about your feelings for each other and things get a little heated

part 2 of this chap

❥༄ when i stepped out of fred's car, the night sky was jet black, accompanied with bright stars. i started giggling to myself because they looked like little specks of glitter. Fred gave me an irritated look, "get inside weirdo." i sneered at him while he pushed me towards the driveway, wes beside him laughing. I was still trying to wrap my head around the events that happened merely an hour ago. the whole thing happened so fast. it had me questioning wes's motives. i mean does he really like me or did he just tell me all that because him and harmony broke up? as we all stepped into the house, my thoughts were interrupted by fred's voice. "ah shit man, how are you gonna get home? me and y/n are way too drunk to drive you back, and i need my car tomorrow." i looked over at wes, he was looking at fred with a concentrated face. "i mean i could just crash here right? it wouldn't be the first time." fred looked down at his shoes, clearly thinking then shrugging. "yeah you're right, just take the couch." fred waved me and wes off, making his way to his room, leaving the two of us in the kitchen, alone.

❥༄ I awkwardly stared at my shoes, while wes scratched the beck of his neck. "well i guess that's my cue." i murmured along with a weak laugh. wes jumped up "oh yeah me too.." "well goodnight wes." i whispered. he looked at me and there was something about his eyes, it's like there was some kind of message in them, but i couldn't decipher it. "yeah goodnight y/n...sleep well." he gave me a small smile, i returned it and trutted up the stairs to my room. i shut the door with a sigh and changed into my pjs. i followed that up with brushing my teeth. i was about to wash my face, then i remembered i was probably going to have a gnarly hangover in the morning. i made my way downstairs where i saw wes on the couch, flipping through channels.

"whatchu doing?" i asked. He jumped a little, startled by my entrance. "nothing just racking up your guys cable bill. how about you? i thought you were going to sleep?" i leaned on the counter and sighed. "i was but i realized i'll probably feel like death tomorrow, so i came down here to get some water and pain killers. do you want any?" he shook his head "nah i didn't drink a lot, so i should be fine" i shrugged while grabbing a glass "suit yourself~" he laughed me off and returned to looking through TV channels. once i was done i began making my way back to my room until i noticed wes had no blanket, or pillow. really fred? "did fred not give you a pillow and blanket?" "nah hes a jerk" he said with a chuckle. i placed my water and pills back on the counter. "wait here." i went down the hall to get him his stuff.

i plopped the items down on the spot next to him on the couch. "thanks i appreciate it" he stammered. "n-no problem!" his nervous behavior was so cute, it was making me nervous as well! i turned to the tv and saw he was watching mtv downtown. "oh i love this show!" i said while placing myself on the couch. "can i stay and watch it with you? please!" he laughed at my pleading. his head was thrown back, and i could see the crinkles on the corner of his eyes, and how his smile curved up. how could someone be so effortlessly beautiful? "it's your house y/n, go ahead." i blushed in embarrassment, realizing he was right. "yeah i know...i just didn't want to keep you up." he looked at me, still smiling "don't worry, i'd stay up all night if you wanted me too." he confessed. i looked at him to notice he had a bashful look on his face. i smiled shyly in response and turned my attention to the tv screen in an attempt to stop myself from kissing him right then and there.

it was around 15 minutes later when the question began bouncing around my head again. did wes really like me? i let out an audible sigh, without meaning to, which made wes turn to look at me with a perplexed expression. "what wrong? are you cold?" he questioned while shoving more of the blanket towards me. "no i'm just...thinking." he raised an eyebrow. "about what?" i hesitated and began playing with my hair before i spoke up. "wes...do you really like me? or did you just do and say all that tonight because you and harmony broke up?" he positioned himself in a way that forced him to have hisbody fully towards me. "y/n...yes i really do like you. i mean i've known you since we were in elementary, why would i do something so cruel to you? especially...you." i sighed and ran my hands through my hair. "i don't know it's just...why now? why all of a sudden? i mean like you've said, we've know each for years, and i've liked you that whole time." i confessed, my voice getting more shaky as i continued, and my face reddening as well. "y/n look at me." i snapped my head towards him. if he was medusa i would still look. "first of all, i never knew you've liked me for so long, i'm flattered. second of all my-" he stopped to let out a light hearted chuckle. "my crush on you is kinda new..." i furrowed my brows. "what do you mean?" he began rubbing the back of his neck again "well i wanna say it started this year, i mean i've always just known you as my best friends little sister, but you've really changed. i mean looks and personality wise." i nodded at his confession. i guess you could say i had a "glow up." i didn't like bragging about my looks a lot but of course, i wanted to know more. "like what?" he looked at me, confused. "what do you mean?" i rolled my eyes at him. "what specifically about me changed?" he laughed dryly while turning away, a small tint of pink adorning his face. "come on, don't make me say it." i turned to him with a worried look. "what?" he sighed while looking back at me, then at my chest, then back at me. i scoffed and pushed his chest. "seriously?!" he threw his hands up in defense. "hey you asked." he said while chuckling. "i mean it's not like that's the only thing." he continued. "you've just really grown into your looks ok? and you've become such an...individual. you're just completely your own person, and i really dig that." my heart felt like it was going to jump right out of my chest, and i'm pretty sure my face was as red as a strawberry. with a shaky voice, i thanked him. "t-thanks wes that...means a lot coming from you." he laughed a little then asked, "what do you mean by that?" all while having a devilish smirk. i rolled my eyes "you know what i said...i've liked you for years."i looked up only to see he was already looking at me. i felt like he could see through me completely. see every secret and insecurity. every line and curve. he cupped my face and i was frozen, unable to speak or think, then our lips connected. the kiss was slow and passionate. despite it being the middle of november, his lips felt warm against mine. i felt like i had a wildfire all over my body. then he picked me up and sat me on his lap. i let out s small yelp, resulting in him pulling away and putting a finger over my mouth. "shh we don't wanna get caught " he said with a sly smirk. i nodded in agreement, i was like putty in his hands at this point. he put his hands in my hair and reconnected our lips. my hands found his chest and biceps. when did he get so buff? i moaned into his mouth, unable to contain the immense pleasure i was feeling he giggled into the kiss and began stroaking my hair, then he lightly tugged at it. "what did i just say baby?" my lip wobbled in embarrassment. "it's too much wes!" i said, my voice shaky and barely above a whisper. he began attacking my neck, littering it with love bites. i his myself in his arms and neck, my body was electric. "you're so adorable, it's driving me insane" // to be continued