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A Bit Too Friendly
Can you please do a Conor and Jack one shot? Like one of the Buttercream members hits on Jack and Conor goes ape shit over it and turns into overprotective brother and beats up that member and Jack has to pull Conor off of him calm him down
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It was a commonly known fact that Conor was overprotective of Jack. He couldn’t help it. It was in his nature. Nobody touched his baby brother without Conor’s permission or god forbid someone ever hurt Jack, that person would probably be sore for quite a while.
The whole group of boys were spending the evening together. They were watching movies, playing Fifa and just having a general catchup. It was getting late and all the boys had probably had a few too many drinks. Not enough to be out of control, just enough that they were slightly tipsy. All the boys had left to go help out in the kitchen except for Jack and Joe. They were just having a normal conversation about filming and new video ideas, when Joe decided to change the topic.
“So Jack, any new girls recently?”
“Nah mate, this guy is too good for the ladies to handle”
“Well I wouldn’t disagree” Joe said, looking Jack up and down.
“Well, I am said to be the good looking one” Jack joked, laughing.
“You look good tonight Jack, I don’t know if anyone has told you” joe smirked, moving closer to Jack.
“Um thanks dude, but I think you may have had a few too many beers” Jack laughed, slightly uncomfortable. It wasn’t that he thought Joe was unattractive, it was just the situation was getting a bit too serious for Jack to handle.
“What, a guy can’t say his mates good looking?” Joe whispered as he nudged closer to Jack.
“Not when it’s my baby brother you can’t!” Conor said angrily as he entered the room.
“Huh Con? Wait-“ Joe said, panicking as Conor stormed towards him.
Conor yanked Joe up and stood face to face with him, anger radiating off him in waves.
“Who the FUCK do you think you are, coming on to him? That’s my baby brother Joe!” Conor shouted.
Jack immediately jumped out of his seat and tried to talk Conor down.
“Con, Conor! Leave it! He was just messing about” Jack said as he tried to grab Conor’s arm.
“I don’t give a shit whether he was declaring his love for you or just messing around! He was hitting on you Jack!” He said, shrugging off his brothers arm.
“Conor, Conor stop. We’ve all had too much to drink” Joe replied.
“Don’t tell me what to do, you piece of shit!” Conor shouted.
By now, all the boys had gathered in the room after hearing the commotion.
“Woah woah what’s going on?” Josh asked, looking confused.
“This dickhead thought it would be a good idea to hit on Jack!”
“It was a joke! Chill the fuck out Conor!” Joe said, seriously concerned for his safety.
“That’s it!”
Before anyone knew what was happening, Conor had tackled joe to the ground and was wrestling him in an attempt to pin him down. Conor raised his fist to punch, when Jack grabbed Conor from behind and pulled him back. Mikey and Caspar pulled Joe up from the ground and shoved him behind them. Conor tried to resist and struggled, lashing out at whoever was grabbing him.
“Hey hey Con, it’s me, it’s Jack, calm down” Jack whispered.
Conor instantly relaxed, not wanting to hurt his brother. Jack pulled Conor up and lead him out of the room.
“Conor you have got to calm down!” Jack said once they were alone.
“But he was-“
“Look I know, but you can’t go around hitting people! Especially our friends!”
“He is not my friend right now”
“What’s the big deal Con? I don’t get it, nobody else does”
“You’re my baby brother dude! I know you’re an adult or whatever, but you’re still my little brother. I hate that I can’t protect you anymore. If you get hurt I feel guilty and it hurts me too. And when I saw Joe, someone who I’m supposed to trust flirting with you, it just turned a switch in me or something. I just couldn’t stand the idea of him hurting you in any way and me having to know that I played a part in that. I don’t know, it just made me mad”
The whole time Jack was sat silently. He knew Conor cared, of course he did. He loved his brother to death and would do anything for him, and he knew it was the same for Conor. But Jack had no idea just how much Conor cared.
“Wow, I- I didn’t know. I’m so sorry. I get why it’s a big deal. But Joe wasn’t being serious, we’ve all had too much to drink and it was harmless. I think you need to apologise”
“Fine, I’ll say sorry. But if he so much as tries it on you again I’ll-“
“Ok Con, I think he understands” Jack laughed, pulling his big brother into a hug.
“Now come on you big softie” Jack smiled as the two Maynards walked back into the room.
When Conor walked back in, all the boys seemed to tense up, afraid that he would lash out again.
“Relax guys, my psycho phase has passed”
“Look Conor I’m so-“ Joe stuttered.
“Please, let me. I’m sorry for lashing out at you and for saying what I did. I just saw red when someone tried to hit on Jack. It would have been the same for anyone probably. I’m too protective, it’s my own fault”
“No I’m sorry. I understand. I’d be the exact same if any of you tried it on with Zoe. And she’s my older sister, so it must be even worse for you when it’s your little brother”
“Truce?”
“Forget it ever happened”
The two boys hugged it out and the evening returned to normal.
“But seriously guys, don’t ever go near Jack again, of I will literally kill you”
And somehow, everybody knew that Conor Maynard was being deadly serious.
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writing fanfic more like:
have I used that word recently *ctrl + f* shit
“are you still working on that fic?” last edited: 24th January 2005 “haha of course”
that feeling when someone comments
planning a fic down to the words you’ll use without anywhere to write it down and getting home and remembering none of it
it’s just a fic no one will care about inaccuracies *spends four hours researching a 2000-word one-shot*
grammar
*sees word in advert* yes that’s a good word I’ll remember that word *never uses word*
my last four fanfics are centred around this character and while it means their characterisation is perfect, people are yelling at me
“oh you write? can you name a character after me” “ummm”
is that a real word *red line appears* well why isn’t it
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Hello! I would like to request a oneshot where all the boys go for a night out and Jack's drink gets spiked and he's really ill and collapses or something and Conor looks after him? No problem if you can't do it
Yeah of course! x
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Hello! Are you still taking prompts? Sorry to be really nosy and I'm not trying to rush, just missing all the brotherly Maynard oneshots
Hi! You’re not being nosy don’t worry! I’ll still take prompts, I just haven’t felt very motivated recently and I don’t want to write rubbish stories for the sake of it when I know I can do better! I’m so sorry :( I’ll try my hardest to write one soon, I’m not upset or anything it’s just I don’t feel like writing and exams are stressing me out a little bit :) thank you for the support though and please feel free to send in any prompts♥️
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I never knew how much I needed this😭💔
Think of how funny Conor's best man speech would be at the Joeck wedding
listen as someone who’s helped write a best man speech this is what i’m all about!!!!
“we’re here to celebrate my baby brother marrying the man of his dreams. i know, i’m just as shocked that we’re here too. i thought jack was going to die alone with his hideous hats but joe’s taking one for the team.”
although here’s hoping jack loses that godawful hat soon
conor’s looked up every wikihow article about best man speeches that he can find so he’s ticking everything off mentally. he’s treating this like he’s performing at the brits or some other huge show, if he doesn’t make everyone laugh until they’re crying and then cry from his sentimentality, he’s refusing to hand the microphone over.
he tells some truly horrifying childhood stories that jack was sure no one would find out, since conor hadn’t once spilled the beans about it. little did he know his darling older brother was waiting to humiliate him in front of everyone. it’s the one time he’ll get away with it though, bc jack can’t seem to feel anything but happiness after the day he’s had.
he then tells everyone how he knew that jack was madly in love with joe from day one. he’s got all of jack’s awkward pining moments written down just ready to share, with the boys helping out with their favourite memories. (jack having a goddamn heart attack learning he had to share a bed with joe in austria is josh’s highlight.) joe’s not off the hook though, so he can’t enjoy this too much. 
(if joe’s not sure about the family he’s marrying into, he’s definitely got warning bells going off now. it’s a good job he loves jack so much!!)
then conor gets soppy, bc he really does love his baby bro.
“i want to let you know that i am so proud of you, and the man that you’ve become. it’s been a privilege watching you grow up jack. i like to think that i’ve impacted his life in some way but really, he’s impacted mine the most.”
“i wish i could say that i knew from the beginning we would end up here, but looking back - it all seems so obvious now. in a horrifically cheesy way, these two were meant to be together. everything about their relationship has been inevitable, like they would always find each other.” 
“at the end of the day, i’m just *voice crack* really glad that jack’s found the one. joe, treat my brother right. he deserves the best, which is clearly you. let’s raise our glasses to love, life, laughter and happily ever after to mr. and mr. maynard sugg!”
everyone is bawling by the end. jack and conor hug for an eternity. 
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Just a viral
Prompt - Hello lovely! Hope you had a great Christmas. I adore your one shots. It’s my birthday January 23rd, is there any chance you’d be able to do a Jack Maynard centric post where he is dangerously ill or something and the rest of the boys rally around him? Don’t worry if you can’t. Thanks :) xxx
Prompt - Hi there :) just wanted to say your writing is amazing. I was wondering if you would be able to write a Maynard brother story where maybe Jack falls really ill and Conor is pretty concerned and has to look after his poorly brother.
Keep reading
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Hi! I love your writing and I was wondering when we would get more of it?
Hi! Thank you! Sorry I’ve just been completely packed with time and exams and stuff! I’m on holiday next week so while I’m there I’ll probs feel inspired! Sorry everybody, I know I’m rubbish at this :) x
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Can you do a Joe Sugg one where he is in the hospital and all the Buttercreams are there keeping him company? Thx
Yeah sure x
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Hi! Can I request a one shot where it was Jack that got food poisoning when the boys were in South Africa but with lots of brotherly fluff?
Yeah course! x
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Can I request a sick Conor and jack takes care of him? We don’t see a lot of Conor centric :)
Yeah course :) x
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Is everything ok? Xx
Yes I’m fine thank you! Sorry I’ve been inactive, just busy!! Hopefully something up in a few days! Thank you so much for asking, it’s so nice to know people care a little about me!! :)) xxx
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any imagines coming soon? i love you and your blog you’re so sweet xxx
Possibly tonight or tomorrow! And thank you so much! You’re so kind :) xxx
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Hey, I love your writing so much! Please could you do one where Conor gets into a really bad car crash and Jacks really worried so the rest of the boys comfort him and stuff. Completely fine if you can’t. Xx
Yeah of course!! xx
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Damaged Goods
Please could you do one where Jack gets raped? If you don't want to I understand and hope it isn't hard for you to write?💜
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A/N - if you get triggered by the subject of rape, please don't read this. I hope anyone reading this doesn't get upset as I have tried my best. I have tried to do justice to the subject as best as I can and don't want to offend or upset anybody. I understand how serious this subject is and by no means agree with or condone this kind of behaviour. I just wanted to bring awareness to the issue. Please do not hate me for what I have written xoxo
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Jack knew it wasn't a good idea. He knew he shouldn't have walked away from his drink and left it unguarded. He knew the first rule was to never leave your drink incase someone drugged it. But he did. And he would regret that choice for the rest of his life.
Him and the boys were in the club, having a night out. Jack had had a few drinks, he wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy. And he was enjoying himself. Really enjoying himself. He had just bought another drink, but as he was about to take it, he saw his brother motioning him over. Jack left the bar and his drink to go and speak to Conor.
“Jack, we're leaving in about half hour, make sure you're ready by then"
“Sure thing" Jack replied before returning to the bar. He didn't notice the odd taste in his drink. He didn't notice the eyes watching him from the other side of the room. He didn't notice he was in danger.
Jack was starting to feel lightheaded and a bit dizzy, so he stumbled outside to get a bit of fresh air. As his knees gave out, he felt someone grab his arm and hold him up. He looked up to see a large man, who looked to be a few years older than him.
“Careful there buddy, I think you've had a few too many"
“I'm fine, just a lil diz-dizzy" Jack slurred.
“Why don't you come over here and clear your head a little bit"
“No no 'm ok, my friends are waiting for me"
“It'll only take a minute. Come on, I'll look after you"
The man dragged Jack round the corner and down an alley. He pushed Jack up against the wall and stroked his cheek. Jack flinched and turned his head away.
“Please can I go, my friends will be looking for me"
“Now now, let's not rush this. I've been waiting all night to have you all to myself"
“W-what?"
“That's right. And now I've got you. All to myself. And nothing is going to spoil it for me"
“Help! Let me go!" Jack cried out, before the man slammed his hand over Jacks mouth to silence him. Jack struggled, but the man was stronger.
“Good boy good boy, I know you want it" he hissed into Jacks ear, the boys eyes widening in fear at the reality of what was happening.
Jack tears streamed down his face as the man yanked his trousers down and slammed him harder against the wall. Jack was crying, begging him to stop. But he wouldn't. He didn't. He did it. Jack cried out as it happened, wishing he could just die in that moment. He wondered what he had done to deserve this. Wondered why this happened to him. He eventually went slack. His body numb with pain, and he let it happen over and over again.
The man left him, alone in the alley, clothes torn and trousers on the ground. Jack was curled up against the wall, staring at his wrists where bruises were starting to form. He couldn't move. He was in too much pain. He was in shock. He heard his phone ringing, but he didn't move to answer it. It rang again and jack registered the ringtone. He reached his hand out and grabbed the phone from the floor. He answered without checking the ID.
“Jack?" He heard his brother say.
“Jack are you ok?" Jack couldn't reply.
“Jack! What's wrong with you?"
“Help" he managed to whisper.
“Oh my god what's happened. Jack talk to me. Where are you? What happened?"
“Corner. Drugged. Hurt" he mumbled, not really understanding what he was saying.
“I'm coming Jack, hold on" Conor said, already walking out the club. Conor looked down all the alleys he could see until he saw a figure hunched against the wall down one of them. He spirited down it until he reached the body.
"Jack!" He shouted, collapsing beside his brother.
“No! No! No! Get off!" Jack screamed, trying to move away.
“Hey hey, it's me conor. You're safe now, no one can hurt you"
Jack looked up at Conor and saw his big brothers eyes looking at him in concern.
“Con?"
“Yeah it's me. I'm gonna help you ok buddy? I'm gonna make it better"
“The man he-he" That was all Jack got out before he broke down crying. Tears streamed down his face as he gasped for breath. Conor grabbed his baby brother and pulled him onto his lap.
“Shh shh, I got you. I'm here. You're safe" He soothed, stroking Jacks hair.
“Don't let him hurt me. Please" Jack begged, mumbling into Conors shirt.
“I promise I won't. I'm going to take you to a hospital so they can check you over ok"
“No no no! No hospital! No more!" Jack screamed hysterically.
“Jack jack, calm down. You need help. And something happened. You're hurt. You need a doctor"
“You can't leave me. You can't let him get me"
“I'll never let him get you. Just let me take care of you" Conor said, pulling Jack up to stand. It was then that Conor noticed the absence of clothing on Jacks lower half and he gasped. It all made sense. Conor linked it all together and shed a tear when he realised what had happened to his baby brother. Jacks knees gave out, as he stood and fell into his brother. Conor held him against him as he grabbed his phone and dialed 999.
The ride to the hospital was agonising. Jack held onto Conors hand like it was a lifeline. As soon as someone tried to ask Conor to leave, Jack screamed and threw a fit. The doctors had ended up sedating him to make sure Jack didn't harm himself. As Jack was wheeled into the room, Conor was held back, and left to talk to a doctor. He was told to fill in the forms and wait for news about his sibling. The wait was torture for Conor. For hours he sat there, waiting for news about Jack, not knowing what was going on. Eventually a doctor came out and told Conor that he could go in to see him. They filled him on Jacks condition, but Conor already knew. He already knew what that man did to his brother.
Conor gasped as he walked in Jacks room. His brother looked so small, so innocent. The wires seemed to cover his whole body and he was as pale as the white sheet beneath him. He walked over and sat besides him. He grabbed his hand and spoke to him softly.
“Hey buddy"
“Hi" He rasped out.
“How you doing?"
“Hurts. Tired"
“I know. You'll be better soon though"
“I won't"
“Huh?"
“I can't get him out my head. Every time I close my eyes he's there" jack whimpered, tears falling from his eye.
“Hey hey, shhh. We'll get you help. We'll help you get better"
“Please don't leave" he whispered, clutching Conors hand.
“I won't leave. Not now. Not ever"
“Promise?"
“I promise. Now get some rest buddy, it'll all be ok soon"
And Conor kept his promise. He never left Jacks side until he was ready to come home. He comforted Jack when he had nightmares. Dragged him out of flashbacks. Held him when he was down and talked him out of his negative thoughts. He did his best, and it worked. Jack was getting better, slowly but surely. And one day, maybe he would be able to trust everybody again. And maybe it wouldn't hurt so much when he was reminded of what happened. Regardless, Conor was going to stand by his brother and make sure he never got hurt again.
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Are you updating today,if so can’t wait💓
Should be going up later and thank you!!💗x
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Can’t wait to read your next story xx
Thank you so much!! xxx
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are you updating soon? x
Going to try tonight or tomorrow :) x
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