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Hi!! I was wondering if you could write an imagine where the reader is dating Vinnie and is super positive and nice to everyone, but people tend to take advantage of her so Vinnie and her friends get protective of her when people try to take advantage of her kindness. My friends are really protective of me and thought that would be so cute! Thank you so much!! 💕

a.n. hi!! i’m sorry this took me so long to get out. i had started this before i left for vacation but never had the chance to finish it. i hope you like what i came up with! i loved this concept, thank you for sending it in <3 this is something i relate to so much, so writing it and having someone like vinnie be so protective over the reader is just 🥺🥺 i want that, please universe. i’m begging

sweetheart || vinnie hacker x reader

it was a known fact that you were an extremely positive person, and nine times out of ten, the kindest person in the room.

vinnie and the rest of your friends absolutely adored you for it. you were the sunshine they needed when times were tough. aiding them with a shoulder to cry on when need be, and the best advice anyone could ever give. 

vinnie always swore you were an angel sent from heaven above.

while your friends never took your love and kindness for granted, there were a lot of others that did. people could clock your sweetness from a mile away, and in a place like l.a., they became greedy using you for it.

you didn't notice it as much, always wanting to see the best in people. but those closest to you, especially vinnie for that matter, would immediately detect when someone was taking advantage of your kindhearted ways and get super protective.

being in the influencer space, everyone and their mothers was searching for the next best clickbait to use on their upcoming posts. whether it was a person, scandal, or simply just a trendy product, nothing was off the table. you watched a lot of people lose their morals when given an ounce of fame.

with you and vinnie deemed the internet’s favorite couple, you had been receiving quite a bit of attention that other creators either envied, or saw as money signs. everyone knew a glimpse of you in their newest tiktok or vlog would gain them millions of views and a few extra bucks.

you didn’t like filming with those outside of your inner circle because of how shy and overwhelmed you got around new faces. but, being the people pleaser you were, you couldn’t say no when more and more creators coincidentally started asking you to collab.

you didn’t mind at first, it actually wasn’t as scary as you thought it would be and the people were nice enough.

you didn’t take notice to how much of a toll these collabs were taking on your mental health, thinking you were just tired due to the long filming hours you weren’t well acquainted with. but vinnie noticed. he saw how mentally drained you were each and every night coming home from filming with yet another “friend”. he clocked how little energy you had to do anything other than sleep. he had never seen you so unlike yourself, and he knew the exact reason behind it.

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the following morning, he heard you moving around the room earlier than ever before. the sun was barely up, where could you possibly have to go? he thought to himself.

“baby, what are you doing up so early? come back to bed.” he grumbled, making grabby hands towards you.

“i can’t vin. i have to go meet (influencer name). she has a bunch of stuff to do today so this was the only time she could film.”

ah of course, yet another person making you form to their schedule, not even bothering to ask how that worked for you. not that it mattered, you were to sweet to ever mutter the word “no” to anyone.

he could hear the grogginess in your voice, you were exhausted. not to mention the bags under your eyes that not even layers of concealer could hide. he hated what you were doing to yourself. no, he hated what your so called friends were making you do this to yourself, clearly taking advantage of your kindness, although you would never see it that way.

he made his way out of your shared bed, quickly throwing on a pair of pants and a hoodie that had been previously discarded on the floor the night before.

you watched him confused. “vin what are you doing? go back to sleep, it’s early and you look tired.”

he dismissed your request, grabbing his keys and wallet from the bedside table before heading towards the door. “i’m coming with you.”

“what? vin you don’t have to do that. it’ll be boring,” you paused before continuing, “i mean don’t get me wrong, i would love for you to come but you should stay here and sleep. i don’t want you to be tired for stream later.” you attempted to counter, but vinnie already had his mind made up and nothing you could say would change that.

“it’s fine, baby. if i go, i can help anywhere you need and then we can come home sooner and both get some rest.” plus he could stand up for you against whatever entitled youtuber you would be filming beside today, but he of course wouldn’t admit that part out loud.

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an hour later vinnie was sat quietly fuming while he watched you be bossed around by a girl he didn’t even bother to remember’s name.

“ugh, i forgot to grab the mic. can you go get it for me y/n? it’s in the other room.”

“i think the camera is too close. can you move it back for me?” “…a little closer than that.”

“wait this isn’t my good side, switch with me?”

the demands went on and on, you obliging to every last one of them.

vinnie was trying hard to hold back from screaming at this girl for taking advantage of you. he knew the cameras were rolling and the last thing he needed was for this girl to edit the footage, making vinnie look like the bad guy and ultimately getting more clickbait and money off the couple, just like she was desperate for.

so he remained quiet, hoping things would cool off once you began filming. however, that ended up being far from the truth.

every last question the girl asked you for the video was about your relationship with vinnie, some of which were very much intruding and personal. vinnie could tell you were growing more and more uncomfortable by the minute.

he knew how insecure you felt about people only ever caring about you for your relationship and connection to tiktok’s favorite boy, never bothering to ask about you or your own career.

he couldn’t watch this any longer.

abruptly standing up, which caught the attention of both you and the bitch girl sitting next to you, he grabbed your hand, pulling you up and out of the room to leave immediately.

“what the hell? where are you going?” the girl yelled.

vinnie switched the camera off before responding. “i’ve been sitting here all morning watching you boss around my girlfriend like you don’t have perfectly capable arms and legs to do shit for yourself if you just got off your lazy ass for once. and i’m sorry but i am not going to let that fly. y/n doesn’t owe you anything. in fact she did this as a favor to you considering you were the one begging for a collab. so i don’t know who you think you are treating her like she’s your fucking slave or something. and if you had any decency, you would realize everything you were asking her was clearly making her uncomfortable. you do know she is her own person right? there is so much more to her than our relationship. and if you can’t realize that, then you don’t get to use her for your own “clout” or whatever it is your after.”

the silence following vinnie’s rant was so loud, you could hear a pin drop.

the girl in front of you looked shocked, almost like she was on the verge of tears. clearly she was used to always getting her way and no one ever speaking to her in such a tone, no matter how many times she probably deserved it.

you stared at vinnie in awe. deep down you knew everything he said was true and you appreciated how he instantly came to your defense, saying everything you were too nice to even think, not caring who’s feelings he hurt as long as his girl was protected.

you could tell his mind was running a million miles per minute so you hastily dragged him out of there before he absolutely lost his shit on the girl, knowing it was soon coming.

once you made it out of the apartment and to vinnie’s car, you paused, pulling him to stand in front of you, seeing the anger still present on his face. 

you tilted your head up to face him, moving your hands to stroke his cheeks, feeling him visibly relax at your touch. “breathe, baby, i need you to breathe for me. everything’s okay. i’m okay, i promise. i just need you to relax.” you spoke softly, trying to further calm him.

he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “i’m sorry i yelled, i know how much you hate that. it’s just, it made me so angry seeing the way she was treating you, baby. you don’t deserve that. is this how it always is when you film with these people?” he questioned, worried that this was something you had to go through on the daily and he was only just now doing something about it.

you only nodded in response, tears flooding from your eyes, embarrassed that you constantly let everyone walk all over you. ashamed that you could never speak up for yourself, and most likely never would have if vinnie didn’t do it for you.

“fuck. i’m so sorry, baby. you shouldn’t of had to go through all that. i saw how drained you were, i should have been there sooner, said something sooner.”

“it’s not your fault, vin. you have no reason to apologize. i should have spoken up for myself. i don’t know why i can’t do it, i had ever reason to say something, but every time i would get too scared. like i would hurt their feelings, but instead i just let them hurt mine. i’m embarrassed that you even had to see that. god, i’m such a wimp.”

“hey, hey, hey. don’t get down on yourself for that. it only means that your a better, kinder person than they could ever be, okay? you are by far the sweetest person i have ever met and that is one of the reasons i love you. don’t ever think of that as a fault. the fact that you can stay this sweet amongst all the evil of this city and this industry is an amazing thing. never forget that, darling.” vinnie reassured you.

he looked down at you with so much love in his eyes, you knew everything he was saying was honest. and you fell deeper in love with him for it.

“thank you, vin. i love you so much.”

“not as much as i love you, sweetheart.”

how to sell drugs.

parings. vinnie hacker x fem!oc

prologue of n/a parts.

about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...

warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes

ricky rocks. follow my wattpad DILFWORLD, where this story was originally uploaded and in much better condition (i kept it as an oc because i saw a tiktok and apparently a lot of people hate “y/n” and the second person pov)

love golding was fucking weird.

she was weird but quiet, making her an exception to the uptight and male supremacy society of southeast high school.

she always sat in the back of the cold classrooms, sat alone at lunch, and was always picked last for team projects or even in gym.

she couldn’t care less.

and that was way before she made the discovery of drugs and befriended an uptight blonde who fit well into male expectations.

but it wasn't like she was embarrassed or anything, she just really didn't care, period.

she smiled most of the time. the stupid type of thin lipped smile most boys wore in an emotional situation that they had no idea what to say or do.

she tugged her lip when deep in thought or chewed on her thumbnail. she hated the way girls would turn their heads and whisper about her but she still kept her head high, as if she was flattered that they were even thinking about her.

but the truth was she probably ruled the whole high school with how much control she had over the students.

in other words, love was a drug dealer.

and without drugs to fuel her fellow classmates systems, they'd probably die in the hands of desperation.

vinnie hacker was well known, but he was not one of those people who found reliance and happiness in a small pill.

he didn't even like to get high or drink for that matter. he liked getting his dick sucked, he got off on being praised and complimented.

people were fond of vinnie for no reason. well, aside from the fact he was fucking hot and the so called "captivating" personality he obtained. but his personality was only him being controlling and aggressive, something every boy is.

but he just did it different.

vinnie punched holes in walls, embarrassed people purposely, and almost never turned in his homework. he worked out to suppress the growing anger that formed in the pit of his brain from problems at home, he drove old cars fast, and got off on the rush of doing something wrong.

he got away with it. he got away with everything and it was all because he was charming.

and almost everyone loves charming.

almost.

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how to sell drugs.

pairings. vinnie hacker x fem!oc

part one of n/a parts.

about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...

warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes

ricky rocks. DILFWORLD

love hated high school, everyone did.

but she didn't hate it the way everyone else did, she found it amusing how everyone thought they were the shit with their expensive clothing and perfected walks that were made to imitated people.

high school was just some huge joke.

and it was even funnier when you popped a couple pills of adderall.

love took adderall for the increase in energy it gave her. she got little tingles that would vibrate up and down her arms. she got jittery, making it easy for madi to classify when love was high.

"what are you doing?" the blonde quirks a brow as she stares at love who didn't even know madi stood next to her. she jumps, half glaring at the girl before going back to fiddling around in her locker, looking for something.

"are you high again?"

"why would you say that?" she clenches her jaw, not even bothering to look at madi. she already knew her pretty face inhabited a disappointed frown.

"golding, your arms are shaking."

she finally stops, glancing over to her forearm, which in fact was shaking like a vibrating toothbrush. she glares at her arm as if telling it to 'knock it off', but it was beyond her control.

she couldn't be bothered, it wasn't like anyone would notice anyway. no one hardly paid attention to her aside from when madi was around her.

"well, monroe, i have adhd."

"no you don't."

"today i do."

madi rolled her eyes before leaning back against the neighboring lockers. she didn't agree with it. no one in their right mind would.

you take adderall when you have adhd or narcolepsy. love didn't have either, but her mother did. it wasn't right that she was stealing her mother's pills, but the older woman never noticed, she didn't like the sight of the prescription drugs on her bathroom counter. so as less and less appeared, she gave no mind.

"golding, you can't being doing this to yourself. i mean selling drugs is one thing but-"

"ahha!" love exclaims, completely ignoring her friends starting lecture. she pulls out the same small orange bottle they were arguing over, the same bottle she had held that morning, staring at it with such resentment as much desire.

"love," madi groans, watching her lick lips before popping off the lip and downing at least five pills swiftly, making madi's eyes widen on how quickly and openly she moved. "goldling! you're fucking crazy!"

"you're going to kill yourself-"

"madi, relax, i've done worse."

"you are a fucking idiot, golding,- i really hope you don't die," madi walks away, swinging her arms, upholding frustration and slight anger.

love grins while trying to suppress it, "wait madi, madi-" she pushes herself off the cold metal lockers, almost hurrying after her only friend that was finally done putting up with her "addiction" that was slowly killing her.

the serotonin that filled her mind continued to push up her smile from the pills she had just dried swallowed, but her conscious tried to fight it down from the common sense that hadn't completely left her mind just yet.

"madi-"

love could barely process what had happened, but from what she could describe it- it was like her heart stopped, like a jump in time, a scare, her adrenaline revving up before cutting off entirely.

the feeling that was overcoming her took her back to when she had first took xanax. she felt like everything was slowing down, like she couldn't process things fast enough.

the thing is, when coming down from your high is the worst. it doesn't feel good. love felt life seeping back through the cracks, but she just didn't understand why it was all happening or what was even happening because she felt way worse than usual.

her breathing began to slow and shallow out, she felt her hands go cool along with the rest of her skin, as if she had been standing out in the snow for ten minutes straight without any clothes.

and then she fell. you always fall from your high but never quite literally. you feel sad and drowsy but you can still breathe. your chest tightens up and fills with warmth of a burning fire that slowly kills your soul from uncomfort, not chill up into a frosty hold.

you want to die for moment, maybe even feel like you're dying but you still breathe, you still see and feel and move. you're not supposed to die, but love quickly realizes that that's what's happening when it's spoken into her ear by a boy.

"congratulations, you just killed yourself," a thin lipped disappointed look filling the last of her vision that also had an upturn of a disturbing grin.

congratulations, you just killed yourself.

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how to sell drugs.

parings: vinnie hacker x fem!oc

part two of n/a parts.

about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...

warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes

ricky rocks. yeah

vinnie had known madi since the moment he learned how to count. he was always such a sucker for her cooling blue eyes full of spite and ambition. he always caught himself admiring her despite his own rules saying he was to do nothing of the such.

she was the perfect girl. aside from having a drug addict for a best friend, she had the absolute desired life laid out in front of her. money, looks, smarts, and the ability to tell when another was lying. she wasn't dumb, at least she didn't act dumb just for a sweet kiss from a boy.

she was the perfect girl. aside from having a drug addict for a best friend, she had the absolute desired life laid out in front of her. money, looks, smarts, and the ability to tell when another was lying. she wasn't dumb, at least she didn't act dumb just for a sweet kiss from a boy.

she was the type of girl you'd marry. the type of girl you'd want to marry because she had you set for life.

vinnie parked his car on the side of the street, sucking on his right cheek, analyzing the surroundings and atmosphere of madi's neighborhood. large houses filled the lawns fully and the grass was trimmed perfectly while most nightly sprinkler systems flew low in the air, hydrating the grass for a greener life.

vinnie stepped out of his nice car, his sneakers scuffing against the street as if trying to get a better feel of the environment. he hadn't been to madi's house in a very long time despite both their parents keeping a close relationship filled with fun and alcohol, something neither of them were involved in but vinnie's mothers always pleaded with him to give their relationship a chance.

he didn't want a relationship with madi, nor her parents.

he took note to the thriving flowers planted outside of the very large bay window, covered with maroon curtains to shield away the dying sun. it was the middle of november but the weather made it seem like it was july. that nevada weather, you couldn't beat it.

vinnie knocked on the front door fairly loud, rather already impatient with wanting to get to her house before five, but traffic was also something you couldn't beat in nevada.

he knocked once again while his eyes begun to wander, reaching to the basketball hoop set to the side of their driveway. he remembered always kicking her ass in a game of ball when they were still in the early ages of middle school. she always pouted and resolved to forfeiting the game, claiming she had no energy.

vinnie frowned lightly thinking about the old memory. it didn't even feel real, the fact that they were long ago friends with keys to each other's houses and nicknames for one another that they wouldn't speak aloud in public. it felt silly, but it was ancient history.

"uh, hi vinnie," madi held her front door open with a tight grip, suddenly put off guard at seeing a boy she thought she'd never see in a million years on her front step.

she frowned deeply, hiding her stunned state the best she could, but she should've known better, vinnie could read everyone and anyone like an open book.

he frowned deeply in return, stuffing his hands in his front jeans pockets, mumbling, "can i come in?"

madi was devastated now but now fully opened her front door, inviting him into the cooling of her own home. she continued to walk off into what was the main room with out, trying to figure out what she would do, but she came to no conclusion.

both her parents were still at work and her two brother were off doing whatever, leaving her home alone. the one flaw vinnie really found in her was the lack of confrontation she held for those she confided in most, not that vinnie was someone she confided in, but they still had history, counting as something.

"do you uh, do you want a water?"

her home hadn't changed at all. it still had that sweet cinnamon smell that circulated through the house, absorbing you whole and creating a warm feeling to swarm in your chest. it was dark and rustic, filled with old paintings and large, long drapes with no reason of being on the openings of walls.

he stared, almost in mesmerization, like he always did before mumbling a 'no', taking a seat upon one of the soft velvet couches surrounding around the large marble fireplace.

madi's parents were rich rich.

richer than his own.

"well, would you like anything else?" madi stared at the back of his head, hesitant and tipping back forth on her toes, unsure of what to do.

"madi, sit down."

"okay."

"what kind of drugs was golding taking?" he leaned forward, elbows on knees with his hands clasped together.

she looked down to them, hesitantly with her back straight. her eyes ran over the rings he had in, silver and surely expensive. she didn't even comprehend the question till she looked back up, her mouth slightly opening in shock, "she's not on anything, what're you talking about?"

"we both know your friend has been taking a considerable large amount of drugs this past year, what has she been taking?"

"vinnie, what the fuck are you talking about?" her eyes slowly closed before opening, like she had an oncoming headache bound to eat her sanity away.

he knew she was lying and she was playing it out pretty well. he wasn't going to push her any farther either, at least not right now. he wasn't too concerned, yet.

see, vinnie had a plan and the moment love golding overdosed was the moment his plan got all screwed up. he had re-advise and make a plan b, something that shouldn't have had to happen in the first place.

and the first part of that plan was to talk to madi. seeing she wasn't being so revealing stopped any hopes of finishing his plan quick and fast, but seeming love was still sedated, he had time.

"i want you to take me to her."

"what?"

"you're taking me to golding."

what about the bus?

ps i know it doesn't snow in la but rn. imagine i does. also y/n speaks Spanish therefore the nicknames(i ain't spanish sorry if I get some wrong, pls comment if i did...)

I've never ever ever done this before pls be nice...

pairing: vinnie x influencer!fem!y/n

genre: fluff

img creds: @writer-in-theory and tiktok

word count: 583

summary: it's winter and Vinnie brought y/n to the ice-skating rink. when they were done, Vinnie found out his car just got towed. y/n then suggested they go home by bus. but none of them realised they'd fall in love that night

"Babe, come on. I wanna go home!" Y/n said staring at the freezing, falling snow as Vinnie sat and stared at the tow truck that just drove away with his treasured car sitting on its back.

"but- What- I-""baby, we'll get it back tomorrow, i took a picture of the logo. we'll find it, i promise." Vinnie finally took his eyes of the car that was out of eyeshot almost 5 minutes ago.

"How else are we meant to go home? i mean we can take a cab or something." Vinnie whispered, sounding heartbroken. "aw baby... i love you, we'll get her back i promise. and, i saw a bus station about 2 minutes ahead soooo....."

"okay, i guess. thank you baby." his hazel eyes peaked with hope as he heard her voice before she kissed his cheek saying "no problem, angel boy"

the influencer couple walked 2 minutes down the street and just like y/n said, there was a bus stop there with 4 other people there. a woman working on her laptop, a man with his daughter who was a asleep on his shoulder and a boy who was probably just sitting there for shelter from the blistering cold.

Vinnie and y/n eyes either shifted from the eachother to the boy then the sleeping babygirl who clutched her father dearly. Both loved her little face.

Soon enough, the bus arrived and all 5 people hurried into the bus, buying their tickets before settling in their seats. vinnie and y/n decided on sitting near the back.

she took the window seat while Vinnie sat in the Isle seat. "that baby is adorable" Vinnie. simply stated taking his girlfriend's eyes off the steamed window and on to the baby that was previously sitting next to her boyfriend on the bus stop.

"agreed." y/n spoke with much love in her voice before glancing into her boyfriends eyes who was already staring into hers. "hi." y/n smiled into the lips of her lover. this is heaven she thought.

once they pulled apart, she giggled as they banged foreheads. you know the giggle that could make the saddest man in the world fall of his chairs because he was smiling like an idiot. or so Vinnie thought.

they both turned their heads to the window. y/n started drawing things on the steam of the window then turning around to pout at her querido(darling in spanish) because it disappeared. Vinnie easily made her frown into a smile by kissing her claiming it was impossible not to kiss her little button nose.

she giggle once more before feeling warmth creep on her back. she happily smiled and leaned into it letting herself sink into her boyfriend but watch as he drew on the window like she did before.

but, this time, the window was temporarily vandalised by words she hadn't heard him say to her before. Vinnie looked down at his girlfriend wondering if she was okay with the three letter everyone waits for in a relationship, 'i love you.'

she looked at him with wide eyes before she rushed to kiss seeing the creeping hurt in his eyes thinking she didn't feel the same. "i love you too, mi querido." she said into the kiss as he smiled and kissed her back. the two remained inseparable for the next week leaving their housesmates questioning them.

until one night, y/n sent the girls chat texts about the night.

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