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peanutbuttercreamjelly · 5 years

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Noise (Part Two) - Jack Maynard

Part One

Jack stood there dumbfounded after Y/N had left. He cleared his throat and closed the door, as he heard the girl he had taken home tonight call for him.

“Jack? I’m waiting, honey!”

He was surprised at how annoying she sounded to him now.

“Coming”, he called, desperately trying to remember her name. Seeing Y/N had somehow dazzled him a bit, for he had always noticed her and now she had been standing there, in front of his door, in nothing but pajama pants and a thin top. He could feel a shiver running down his spine as he thought of how her breasts had looked. She hadn’t worn a bra and he had found that very distracting, especially since he still was aroused from the previous action with the girl waiting in his bed. He couldn’t remember her name, as hard as he tried to.

He sighed, and went back to his bedroom. Maybe her name started with C. Or maybe not.

“Look, you have to leave”, he said, thinking of the girl that was trying to get some sleep underneath of him right now.

“But baby, we weren’t done, were we?”, she said and pouted. He found it ridiculous.

“Well, now we are and you can go now”, he said, losing the little patience that he had.

“But Jacky...”, she said and looked at him with something that he was pretty sure was supposed to be puppy eyes.

“I’m serious”, he said and reached for her underwear that he had thrown blindly in his room earlier. Finally, she moved and took his underwear from him, putting it on along with the rest of her clothes.

“We’ll finish that some other time, yeah?”, she said and reached for a pen that he had on his nightstand to write her number on his arm. He mentally rolled her eyes at her. As if he was going to call her.

When his apartment door finally fell shut, he sighed in relief.

Still, he kept thinking about Y/N. She had looked so sexy, in such an innocent way that Jack just couldn’t cope with it. He couldn’t get her out of his head, and as he tried to get some sleep himself, her face kept showing up whenever he closed his eyes.

A few days later, he came back home from Joe’s flat as they had just filmed a video together. As he waited for the lift to arrive, he checked his instagram and that’s why he nearly bumped into someone when he heard the doors open.

“Sorry”, Jack said and looked up. He nearly gasped as he saw Y/N looking up at him too.

“Oh, hi”, Jack said and was confused at how giddy he suddenly felt inside.

“Hi”, Y/N said slighlty annoyed as she tried to walk past him.

“How did your exam go?”, he said quickly as he noticed that she was trying to leave.

She sighed. “I think I failed.”

“I’m sorry for being so... loud”, he said, suddenly feeling really bad. She had failed and it was his fault.

“It’s... it’s not your fault, okay? I mean, not entirely your fault. I should have studied more, but that won’t help now. I’ll know monday wether I passed or not.”

“I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you”, Jack said and smiled coyly.

“Thanks”, she said and Jack loved how she smiled back at him, even if it was just a little smile.

“Would you... let me pass now?”, she said and smirked at him, because he was still blocking her path.

“Oh, uh, yeah sure”, Jack rambled and stepped aside.

“See you”, Y/N said and walked near the front door of their building.

“Yeah, see you”, Jack said and felt that he was blushing. He took a deep breath and shook his head at how silly he was being before he got into the lift.

As monday came, Y/N kept sneaking into Jack’s mind at the most inappropriate times. He had to think of her when he was running late for a meeting, he thought about her when he actually was in a hurry to not miss the tube (which he did miss, so he had to wait) and finally, when he was actually supposed to film an intro to the video he had to edit in a rush for his main channel. But he just kept thinking about her, and Joe, who was filming the video with him, was tired of having him zone out all the time.

“What is it with you today, hm?”, he asked finally, as Jack just stopped mid-sentence.

„What?“, Jack asked as Joe snapped him out of his daze.

„Why are you so distracted all the time?”

Jack sighed. “I... There is this girl. Y/N.”

Jack didn’t look at Joe when he told him the full story, and by the end of it, he was blushing. It wasn’t like him at all to be swooning over somebody like this. Hell, he was the one that people where swooning about. When Joe was silent for a second, Jack finally looked up and met his gaze.

“I know, it’s pathetic.”

“No”, Joe disagreed, “it‘s not pathetic. If it’s so important to you wether she passed or not, why don’t you go down and ask her?”

“I can’t just go down, can I?”, Jack said coyly, and Joe thought that there weren’t many times that he had seen his friend like this.

“Look at you being all flustered”, Joe said, “she’s got to be special then.”

Jack blushed at that, because yes, she was special in such an irritating way that he still couldn’t understand.

“Now go, and then you can stop agonising.”

Reluctantly, Jack decided to get up and just go down to see her, because yes, Joe was right, and maybe when he knew, he could stop thinking about her.

He took the stairs because it was only one floor, and went up to her door. He paused, taking a deep breath before finally ringing her bell. He heard some shuffling before she finally opened her door.

“Oh, hi Jack”, Y/N said surprised before her lips turned into a slight smile. Jack noticed how something inside of him tingled once she said his name.

“Hi”, he said shyly and hoped that she couldn’t see how he started to blush.

“How was... did you get your results?”, he asked and scratched his hair at the back of his head because he wasn’t sure what to do with his hands. He was sure she noticed that he was blushing by now.

“Against all odds, I passed”, Y/N said and smiled, a real smile that even reached her eyes. Jack loved it.

“So you can stop feeling guilty now”, she continued and winked, making Jack notice a humorous glint in her eyes that he had never seen on her before.

“I wasn’t feeling guilty”, Jack said quickly and looked away from her.

“Oh, weren’t you?”, Y/N asked teasingly.

“Maybe a little”, Jack said, and looked back at her. She was still smiling, and he had to admit to himself that he liked her best when she smiled. It made her eyes light up in a very favourable way.

“So”, she said, “was that all you wanted to know?”

“Yes.... er no”, Jack rambled, “er, do you want to grab a coffee with me sometime?”

He mentally scolded himself for rambling around like that, it wasn’t like him and to be honest, it was really embarrassing.

“Like a date, you mean?”, Y/N asked with a cheeky glint in her eyes this time.

Jack took a deep breath. “Yes, like a date.”

“Yeah, I’d like to”, she answered, “in fact, I’m quite hungry right now, so maybe if you’re free, we could get dinner instead of a coffee?”

“Yeah, sure”, Jack said relieved, completely forgetting about Joe upstairs, who no doubt was waiting for him to come back and tell him about the girl.

“Cool”, Y/N said and grabbed a jacket and her keys.

Joe later texted Jack saying that he had taken his keys with him, because Jack had forgotten them.

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blakeyxholland · 6 years

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Prompts!

Here are some prompts that you can use when requesting an imagine. However, you are more than welcome to request something else. Please check my fandoms list to see who I write for! Xx

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1. “Are you kidding me right now?!”

2. “I’m so in love with you!”

3. “He’s dead.”

4. “She’s dead

5. “If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

6. “Trust me.”

7. “I think I forgot how to breathe.”

8. “Did you just flick me?”

9. “Is it a bad time to tell you I love you?”

10. “I don’t trust you!”

11. “You don’t have to be afraid anymore. I’ve got you, okay?”

12. “Are we in a movie or something?”

13. “I know you’ll be the death of me!”

14. “Leave. NOW!”

15. “You can’t fix this.”

16. “Sorry isn’t good enough.”

17. “Don’t die on me, please.”

18. “Dance with me.”

19. “I’m never leaving your side again.”

20. “Not you again…”

21. “I thought you loved me.”

22. “I can’t believe you!”

23. “I lost everything because of you.”

24. “I’m going to keep you safe.”

25. “I can’t lose you too!”

26. “Of course I remembered!”

27. “Catch me if you can!”

28. “There’s only one bed…”

29. “I can’t feel my legs!”

30. “I care about you.”

31. “This isn’t goodbye.”

32. “Don’t cry.”

33. “I can’t do this alone.”

34. “I need you.”

35. “You’re worth it.”

36. “Don’t lie to me.”

37. “Forget it.”

38. “Stay a bit longer?”

39. “You’re the one I wanna wake up next to.”

40. “You make me happy.”

41. “Make me.”

42. “I hate how much I love you.”

43. “Stop pretending you’re okay. I can read you like a book.”

44. “You miss me?”

45. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

46. “Sometimes I really don’t like you.”

47. “What did I miss?”

48. “You’re mine and I don’t share!”

49. “You’re bleeding on my carpet!”

50. “I never imagined myself in a wedding dress.”

51. “And now I know why you never get drunk!”

52. “Do you ever chill?”

53. “Have you lost your mind?”

54. “Can I kiss you one last time?”

55. “Can I tell you a secret?”

56. “This is all my fault!”

57. “I’m not giving up on you. Not now, not ever!”

58. “After the things I’ve done, I can’t look you in the eye.”

59. “Did I hurt you?”

60. “That’s impossible.”

61. “Well I’m pretty irresistible.”

62. “Why are you like this?”

63. “Tragic!”

64. “I need a place to stay.”

65. “How is my wife more badass than me?”

66. “I could punch you right now.”

67. “RUN!”

68. “I had a bad dream.”

69. “I haven’t been okay for a long time.”

70. “I keep seeing his face.”

71. “If you asked, I would have stayed!”

72. “Bet you didn’t see that coming!”

73. “Oh get over yourself!”

74. “That’s never going to happen!”

75. “Damn when did ______ get hot?”

76. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

77. “Wait, are you asking me on a date?”

78. “Without you, I am nothing!”

79. “Just promise me you won’t forget me!”

80. “Isn’t it obvious? I love you!”

81. “Oh, so now you decide to turn up!”

82. “Is this seat taken?”

83. “You are not going out in that!”

84. “I’m going to regret this.”

85. “I’m just as shocked as you are!”

86. “You don’t mean that.”

87. “You’re staring again.”

88. “That looked like it hurt.”

89. “You talk too much.”

90. “You scared the shit out of me!”

91. “Okay but kiss me first.”

92. “Is that my hoodie?”

93. “All I ever wanted was you.”

94. “You’re cute when you’re sleepy”

95. “You were meant to watch him/her.”

96. “You’re insane!”

97. “Shut up and dance with me.”

98. “I just need a cuddle.”

99. “Did you just… agree with me?”

100. “You look…” “Stunning, I know. Can we go?”

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mikrokosmo · 6 years

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#idk who i would wanna be more in this situation

#PLEASE this was so cute #sorry i'm late to giffing it i'm still on vacay #joeck #joe sugg #thatcherjoe #jack maynard #my gifs #mine #requested #riarocksspots

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chocolatemillkk · 6 years

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Darkest before the Dawn (JS+Buttercream)

Request: one without a y/n or character or anything, literally just the buttercreams- with super depressed joe??? like he’s withdrawing and insecure n anxious and shit and they’re all getting more and more worried and have meetings without joe to discuss how to help, and joe finds them one day? and he’s a mess and v skinny n tired n crying and they all comfort him but he hates accepting help as we all know...happy ending

It was a little different to write w/o a main reader because I wanted to try to get the boys' perspectives so i hope it's not completely terrible?¿ 😟 Thanks for the fresh idea though! :)

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Caspar had been glancing at his friend all evening, wondering how exactly to order his words for his message to get through. He found that oftentimes, his words were misinterpreted, he was too brash or too blunt, and he definitely did not want to be too brash or too blunt with Joe. Especially now.

Joe was always a skinny guy but the boys hadn't seen Joe in this state before. Joe was lacking his usual enthusiasm, not returning the boys' banter, and looking tired all the time. His bags were grey, his prided hair was flat and dull, and his body was reminiscent of an malnourished boy. It didn't make for a very pretty picture.

"Maybe it's a phase," Jack offers after Joe leaves early to go home. Jack bites his lip, however, betraying his true worry.

"Mate, even if it is we still have to do something about it." Conor looks at his brother like he's an idiot.

"He's withdrawing from us and we have to show up at his house to get him to come out!" Caspar points out. "He seems very tense and anxious I'm worried guys."

"But he hasn't said anything," Jack says. "Shouldn't we respect his space?"

"Fuck his space!" Caspar shouts. Too bluntly, too brash.

"If we give him space he's never going to ask for help. We know Joe enough to know that." Josh sighs. "We need like an intervention."

"He'll feel under attack," Jack points out.

"How about I try talking to him first. Then one of you can have a go too," Caspar suggests and the boys agree.

So Caspar shows up to Joe's on a random Thursday evening with a case of beer and a few video games from his own collection.

"Caspar I'm not feeling too well," Joe tries to lie his way out of it but since Caspar was already there, he enters uninvited.

"Soo," Caspar says after a couple rounds of the game. He notices Joe picking at his thumb, fidgeting and uneasy. "Joe I'm concerned about your recent behaviour."

"I'm fine," Joe says immediately. "Nothing's wrong mate."

"You don't look like you're well," Caspar ignores Joe. "Do you want to talk about it? Are you stressed about something?"

"Aren't we always stressed about something?" Joe tries to change the subject with a laugh but Caspar is unrelenting.

"Buddy, I don't want to force you to answer but I'm here okay?"

Joe goes quiet and fiddles with his game joystick. Caspar watches his best friend swallow hard. "Thanks, should we go for another round?"

So that's what the two do.

Jack goes next, he calls Joe eight times the next day but he doesn't pick up once. He texts him too until he responds.

Joe: Feeling unwell. Maybe another time.

Joe was withdrawing from everyone else and that wasn't good.

Jack: Just come out with the gang. We haven't seen you in a while

Joe: You lot will have more fun without me anyway so just go on

Jack: What are you on about we miss you when you keep staying home

Joe: I'm busy.

Jack knew he pushes too hard. Damn.

Josh's tactic was to call Joe and Uber and have him delivered right to his doorstep. Joe showed up at his flat with messy hair, looking upset. But he doesn't say anything. He finds a spot on the couch and sinks further and further in as the night goes on, nursing a single beer and zoning out to the boys around him. The boys exchange many worried glances.

"Hey Joe wanna hear my new single?" Conor flops down beside him, invading his space and forcing Joe out of his fog.

"What?" Joe asks.

So in the most awful voice Conor can muster he begins to sing, "I've got a friend Joe and he's feeling pretty low and I dunno..." Conor peeks at Joe but he doesn't crack a smile.

"Reckon that needs some work," Joe sighs and picks himself up. He walks off to the bathroom.

"What the hell was that?" Jack glares at his brother.

"What? That usually makes him laugh."

"Well he's obviously not in the laughing mood," Jack rolls his eyes.

"Why's he in this mood?" Mikey asks.

"If we knew we would be doing something about it wouldn't we?" Jack snaps.

"We just need to force it out of him now," Caspar thinks.

"Did you see how skinny he's gotten?" Mikey asks.

"We should sit him down." Caspar reitterates.

The room goes silent as the boys ponder the task at hand. Joe walks into the heavy silence and looks around confused.

"Joe you need our help," Caspar tries a new angle.

"What?" Mikey shakes his head.

"That sounded really appealing Caspar," Josh rolls his eyes.

"I don't get it," Joe stays in place.

"Mate you look terrible," Conor tries but once again everything they say comes out wrong.

"Thanks for reminding me," Joe says drily. "Maybe I'll call it a night."

"Wait," all the boys try to get him to stay but there are too many voices at once.

"Joe we know you're feeling down and anxious but you have to talk to us!" Caspar tugs Joe's arm.

"You can't be so bloody stubborn all the time!" Jack shouts out.

"I can't talk about it right now," Joe moves to leave.

"You can't or won't?" Caspar shows concern for his best friend. But Joe turns his face away, he was tired and he was going back home. They wouldn't understand anyway.

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Joe slipped under covers when he went home. The night sky turns to dawn which turns to day which sets into the afternoon, dusk, and back to the night sky. Joe only gets up once through the changes. Another cycle goes by and another. And none of the boys reach out to Joe. They snap him when they hang out, an indirect invitation to come along. But they leave him be.

Joe lays under his covers, he was stressed and depressed again. The last time he was like this it took his old roomate Caspar to pull him out but even Caspar couldn't help now.

Joe thought a lot. He overthought a lot too. About his work and his friends and what he meant to them. He thought about how disappointed his viewers must be that he'd missed last week's upload or how he always managed to disappoint his friends. No body understood him anyway.

On the Thursday, it was time for Joe to step out of the house. All his food was gone and he was running out of toilet paper. One foot after the other, he drags himself to a Tesco. That's where he bumps into a few of his viewers.

"Oh my gosh it's Joe," one of them tells her friend as they approach him. Joe wished so hard the invisibility cloak existed so he could wrap himself in it. Instead, he paints on a pleasant expression and greets them.

"You missed your last upload!" The other says. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," Joe lies through his teeth. "I'm sorry about that I'll be back this week!"

Joe takes a selfie with them and forgets the toilet paper and the groceries. He rushes out of the Tesco and stands in the middle of the sidewalk, trying to ground himself.

An Uber, he needed to call an Uber.

But it takes twice as long to actually get his phone out and by the time he's pinpointed where he needs to go and gotten the Uber the tears are already spilling onto his cheeks. His driver simply hands him a tissue and drives him to the complex he requested.

The boys are gathered playing video games when Joe knocks on the door. Conor is the one to get it and when he sees a pitiful Joe sniffling outside the door he pulls him in and guides him to the living room.

"Joe," Josh pauses the video and everyone watches Joe sit on the sofa.

"I can't keep doing this guys. I'm just so tired all the time and I can't keep up and you lot...I keep letting you down and I'm letting myself down too and I know you want to help but it's so hard to accept it I-I'm not well you were right but I don't know what to do."

"Aw mate," Jack is the first to lean over and wrap Joe in a hug. So of course, Conor leans against his brother and joins. Mikey comes around and wraps his arms around the whole group. Josh gets up from his seat and with his force they all stumble and land in a heap on top of Joe, still hugging him.

Caspar walks out of the bathroom to see the pile up of his friends on top of a smiling Joe-a rare sight in the last few weeks.

"Joe!" He shouts and flops down on top of everyone.

A chorus of groans ring out as the boys are squished and Joe shouts out in pain from the crushing weight on his body. But it's also as if the pressure of all the love around him finally grounds him-it finally shifts his perspective after weeks of darkness. And even though there was a long long way to go, Joe finally saw it. There, right on the horizon of his dark days was a faint light; small but warm and welcoming.

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buttercream-me-up · 7 years

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Skydive // Jack Maynard

Word Count- 874

Summary- Ever since a young age, you’ve wanted to go skydiving. Now that you finally are, Jack isn’t too fond of the idea.

Warnings; N/A

A/n; uM SO LIKE WOW IT’S BEEN A WHILE. I’ve decided that while I hardly find inspiration to write anymore, I’m probably not going to delete this blog, because I’ve put time & effort into this blog and even though my posting will be rare, I’ll still try to finish all my requests as they come. So sorry this has taken so long, but tbh, I’m surprised I wrote it at all.

Requested; Yes

req; One of the Maynard's, "just... come back alive, okay?" And "please, you can't die now" idk if it sent but I wanted to add to the one I sent earlier..... 😬

prompt 1; "just... come back alive, okay?"

prompt 2; "please, you can't die now"

“Oh please, Jack. I’ll be fine.” You said, rolling your eyes as you slipped your arms through the sleeves of your jacket. “What if something goes wrong, Y/N?” He asked, worriedly. “Jack, honestly, these people do this for a living. I highly, highly doubt anything will go wrong.” You said, exasperated. “That’s not certain, Y/N!” You ignored him, rolling your eyes and zipped up your jacket. “Don’t go..” He muttered, defeated, and you whipped around, angrily. “What is your problem? I’ve been talking about doing this for ages, since we were 9 years old, Jack! Why does it matter so much now? Why didn’t you say anything before, I’ve been planning this for 12 years, why bring it up now?!” You yelled, annoyed. He stayed quiet.

You and Jack had been friends since your early years; 5 or 6, maybe. Ever since you were young, the sky had fascinated you. It was something you could never truly understand; and it intrigued you to no limits. It called to you, in a sense. Some said you were crazy for thinking so, but you knew what you truly wanted to do. When you turned 9 years old, you promised yourself that one day, you’d satisfy your burning desire to explore the sky.

Jack, on the other hand, wasn’t as excited as you were. He trusted flying, of course, he flew on planes all the time, it was a huge part of his job as a youtuber. This was different. It wasn’t the fact you were going to be in the air on a plane travelling to a nice, safe location. No, it was something else that was bothering him. It was the part about jumping out of a moving aircraft several thousand feet above the ground and falling at an alarming rate towards the ground, that was worrying him.

You’d vowed to yourself from the young age of 9 years old, that on your 21st birthday, you were going to Skydive.

Your best friends refused to let you go at it alone, of course. They said they’d come as well, and you’d have a party of sorts. Jack was invited too, and you’d even paid for a ticket for him, though he refused to jump out of a moving plane. He thought it was ridiculous- but you brushed it off. Twelve years of planning and waiting later, it was the big day, and nothing would ruin your mood. When you’d woken up, you could hardly contain your excitement, the smile on your face the brightest it had been in years. The morning could not have been more perfect; Jack had made you breakfast, but only as you’d mentioned today’s adventure, did the day go sour. Hence why you were fighting with Jack now.

You turned and grabbed the doorknob, opening the door gently. You stepped out, about to close it behind you when Jack began to mutter. You had to pause and take a minute to register what he’d said. “I’m just worried about you.” You sighed, pushing the door open and meeting Jack face to face. He took a deep breath, looking you in the eye, and you could see just how scared he was. It made your heart wrench in your chest. “Just... come back alive, okay? Please, you can't die now.” “I promise you Jack, I’ll be fine.” You assured him, pulling him in for a gentle kiss.

“I’ll text you when we get there, and when we land, okay?” You told him, caressing his cheek gently. He nodded, and smiled. You could see it in his eyes he was still nervous, but trying to be strong for you. “Have fun, love.” You smiled too, and gave him one last quick peck on the lips before grabbing your bag and heading out the door. You’d made it to the parking lot, and decided to text your friends, letting them know you were about to leave. ‘Leaving now. See you in 15.’ You’d sent, the smile never leaving your face. This was it, you were actually doing this. You couldn’t believe it.

You’d climbed into the car, and began to pull out of the lot, when you heard him. “Wait!” Jack called, running out after you with his coat and shoes on. “What are you doing?” You asked him, surprised. “Do you still have that extra ticket?” He asked, slightly out of breath. You furrowed your brows in confusion, “Yeah?” “Can I tag along, then?” He asked, a cheeky grin on his face.

You blinked, not expecting that. You didn’t know what to expect, but it certainly hadn’t been that. “I thought you didn’t want to risk your life jumping out of a plane?” You asked, smirking in amusement. “Yeah well, I’d be a pretty shitty boyfriend and best friend if I didn’t help my girlfriend fulfill her lifelong wish- and on her birthday, nonetheless.” “Hop in, lover-boy.” You said, unlocking the door.

You were ecstatic, and as you drove to the takeoff point, you absolutely couldn’t wait. Finally, after 12 long years, you were going to skydive, and you got to do it with all your best friends and your loving boyfriend. You couldn’t have asked for a better birthday present.

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forever-dancing-in-a-daydream · 7 years

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Jack Maynard - Flowers

Prompt(s): “Stop being so cute!”

Requested: Yess

Warnings: I don’t think so

A/N: I have a new prompt list check it outttt! Hope you like this!

Word Count: 1171

Heres the prompt list requests are always open

but you can request an imagine without a prompt if you would like xx

Heres where you request x

Masterlist

It was Saturday morning 11:30, “He’ll be here soon” you thought to yourself.

The elevator stopped on the floor you knew the boy with dirty blonde hair lived on. Someone got off the elevator so you were currently all alone and as usual he didn’t turn up until the doors began to shut.

“Almost missed!” He laughed as he ran onto the elevator.

“So unlike you” You replied and rolled your eyes.

This was the conversation you had almost every Saturday morning since you moved into this apartment block.

“So plans for today?” You asked as the elevator doors closed, like you hadn’t had this conversation a million times and his plan were the same every Saturday. Eat breakfast, go see friends, work then getting really drunk.

Despite talking to him every week the only thing you knew about him was his Saturday routine. Neither of you had ever actually exchanged names.

“Well I was thinking about doing something different today” He laughed “...Yeah never going to happen.”

“May I ask why every time I see you you’re holding a bunch of flowers?” He asked and gestured towards the gorgeous purple flowers you had just bought.

“It’s my thing, I buy a new bunch of flowers every week.” You answered as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor.

“Well see ya” He said as you both got of the elevator.

“Bye!” You replied.

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You were stood outside the elevator doors later that day waiting for the it to arrive when you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Hey flower girl!” You turn around to see the boy from the elevator with a bunch of people who you were guessing where his friends.

“Hey” You laughed.

“Look I actually have friends” He said and gestured to the people stood with him.

“I’m surprised” You teased which made all his friends laugh.

He smiled.

Then suddenly the elevator doors opened. You all managed to fit into one elevator.

“Hey so I’m having a bit of a party at my apartment at about 10:30, come round?” He asked shyly.

“Sure” You replied.

You were trying to play it cool but really you were really excited to be invited to this party, to get to know him more.

“Cor, Jack on the pull” One of his friends said.

As he was leaving you realised you didn’t know which apartment lived in.

“Wait!” You said loudly and he turned around “Which apartment?”

“Number 44″ He replied as the doors closed between you.

You looked at the clock on your wall and realised it was 11pm. Crap you were late! You quickly shoved on your converse and ran out the door, you hadn’t really dressed up, you were wearing ripped jeans and a cute top.

When you arrived on Jack floor and began walking down the corridor to his apartment you could hear the music that was being blasted.

“Well at least I won’t go to the wrong apartment” You thought.

You knocked on the door and almost as soon as you knocked the door was swung open by Jack who was holding a can of beer and looked tipsy.

“Flower girl! I thought you weren’t coming, it’s my thing to be late no yours!” He laughed.

“I’m fashionably late” You laughed.

“Anyway come in!” He held the door open for you.

You walked in and looked around. There were tons of people dancing, making out, and drinking a lot. There was a ton of alcohol laid out on the kitchen worktops.

“Wow I thought you said a small party?” You laughed, shocked by the amount of people in his small apartment.

“I have a lot of friends” He winked and you rolled your eyes.

He walked into his living room where most of the people were and you followed.

“Hey guys flower girls here!!!” He announced to the room.

“Y/n, my name is y/n” You corrected.

Not many people seemed to care you were there other than the boys you had seen earlier.

“Hey” A few of them said and nodded at you.

“Y/n?” Jack said.

“Yes and you’re Jack right?” You asked.

“How do-”

“Your friend said earlier, I’m not a stalker I promise” You laughed.

“Well y/n this is Mikey, Joe, Oli, Josh, Caspar, Byron and my brother Conor” He introduced you.

“Wait you guys know each other but you don’t know each others names?” Joe laughed.

“It’s complicated” Jack replied.

“Lets go get you a drink” He said and dragged you towards the kitchen.

That was the first drink of many more. You had a great time, drank a lot and danced with Jack a lot. Jack had drank a lot less than you and was only tipsy. He had said he was trying to be ‘responsible’.

You were currently sat on the sofa and Jack had one arm around you and was holding his phone with the other.

“Why is she staringgg at me?!” You slurred loud enough so the girl that was death glaring at you could hear.

Jack looked up to see who you meant and she looked away.

“Ohh thats Missy, I used to sorta date her, we weren’t really that offical” He explained

“She is death glaring me” You laughed.

“Hey lets go outside” Jack suggested.

“Outside?” You asked

“The balcony” He said and got up and dragged you with him.

“Okay thennnn” You replied.

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You sat down on the floor against the fence thing around the balcony and Jack sat opposite you.

“The suns rising!” He laughed.

“Whattt it hasn’t been that long!” You went to check the time on your phone “Shit where my phone!”

“Here, chill” Jack laughed and pulled our phone out his pocket “ I put my number in it by the way” He winked. Then put your phone back in his pocket.

“Anyway you never told me why you buy flowers every week” He said.

“Ohh yeah. It’s a thing me and my mum used to do. I buy flowers weekly based on what mood I’m in. Flower colours have meaning, they represent different emotions.” You explained.

“Aww stop being so cute! That’s adorable” He chuckled.

“How is that adorable?” You laughed.

“Because it is.” He laughed.

The sunlight hit your eyes, making it difficult for you to see.

“Come sit here” He patted the floor next to him after he saw you squinting to see.

You went over and sat near him.

“Tonights been good” He said.

“Yeah” You replied.

Neither of you said anything for a second. You got lost in his eyes. You saw him glance him at you lips, you leaned in slightly and so did he.

Before you knew it you were kissing.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. His touch leaving your skin tingling. He kissed you soft but passionately.

You pulled away as the sunlight hit your faces.

“I like you a lot flower girl” He whispered.

“I like you a lot too” You replied.

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fluffyjoeck · 7 years

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“Wait a minute, Are you jealous? “

send me a pairing and a number and i’ll write you a drabble || accepting

He’ll deny it if he’s asked, but Jack’s been sulking by the bar the whole night they’ve been out. Mikey’s keeping him company, and Jack really does his best to listen to the stories Mikey’s sharing, but there’s a beautiful blonde haired girl talking to Joe by the dance floor, her hand on his arm and laughing at whatever he’s saying. He feels almost ill watching it.

“I managed to get her number,” Mikey tells him, and Jack instantly looks back at Mikey, giving him a fake smile, nodding along to the story.

He hears Joe laugh, and he takes a long sip of his drink to contain his anger. He knows it’s irrational - Joe loves him, not some potential model with legs for days. And he’d be crazy if he didn’t realise that people appreciate Joe’s good looks. Still, he wishes he could go over there and snog the living daylights out of Joe, to show her that he’s the one going home with him.

So that’s exactly what he decides to do. He apologises to Mikey, and makes his way over to the dance floor, draping an arm around Joe. The blonde moves, eyeing Jack up, and steps away. “Hey babe,” he says, smiling at Joe, before leaning in for a kiss.

“What’s that for?” Joe asks, a little breathless, and Jack notices the girl deflate slightly. He should feel bad, but he’s just glad she’ll finally leave Joe alone.

“Hi, I’m Jack. I’m Joe’s boyfriend,” he says with a smile, not even listening to her as she greets him back. Instead, he inches closer to Joe, leaning his body against his boyfriend’s.

Joe watches the exchange, but doesn’t protest when the girl finally leaves. “Wait a minute, are you jealous?” Joe asks, and he does his best to look offended by the accusation. “You know, the whole time I was talking to her, I kept thinking about how I wanted to come and ask you to dance with me. I couldn’t care less about anyone else but you.”

Jack smiles at Joe’s words, and entwines their fingers. “How about that dance?”

If he gets a little too handsy when they dance, Joe doesn’t complain. Jack wants everyone to know that Joe is with him. “Maybe you should get jealous more often,” Joe whispers into his ear, and Jack practically drags him out of the club, so they can hail a taxi and finally go home.

They share kisses in the taxi home, ones that practically scream you’re mine, and I love you. It’s easy to see now, that Jack has nothing to worry about.

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buttercream-imagines · 7 years

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Don’t Freak Out || Jack

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pairing - Jack x reader word count - 945 warnings - none A/N -

summary - The one where you’re rubbish at football

You had been putting off making this phone call for a while. You knew Jack would freak out far more than necessary. You were fine. A broken ankle, but nothing you couldn’t handle yourself. You contemplated keeping it from him, but you knew he would be so upset to come back from LA only to find out you had broken your ankle due to your incapability to play football.

So you called him.

“Hey babe,” Jack answered cheerily. “Why’re you calling so late? Isn’t it after midnight by you?”

“Yeah, it’s 12:15,” you said casually. “I just wanted to call you about something. Now, I want you to listen to everything I have to say before you freak out.”

“You can’t start a phone call like that, (Y/N),” Jack said. “I’m already freaking out now.”

“I swear, I’m fine,” you said quickly. “I just had a bit of, well, a bit of an accident.”

“(Y/N)-”

“So I was out with Conor and Mikey and Josh,” you said. “You see, they wanted to play football, and they needed a fourth player. And, well all the other boys were busy so they called me. You know I can’t play for shit, right, but they asked anyway because they were desperate. So I went and I met them to play and then I tried to kick the ball but instead I kicked the ground and I must’ve had a really powerful kick because I kicked it so hard that I broke a couple bones in my ankle so the boys took me to the ER and now I have a cast but I’m okay and we all lived happily ever after the end.”

Jack was absolutely silent for a moment. Then, he spoke. “I just looked at my laptop,” he said. “I can get a flight back out at 8:00 my time. I’ll be home soon.”

“No!” you said immediately. “Jack I’m fine! Conor’s going to stay with me until you get back and he’s going to help me. I’m okay. You don’t need to come back.”

“I don’t want Conor helping you, I want to help you!” he said. “What’s he going to help you with anyway?”

“He’ll just help me get food and get up off the couch and maybe shower like, once, but that’s-”

“I don’t want my brother to see my girlfriend’s naked body!”

“Honestly Jack you’re being stupid,” you said with a roll of your eyes.

“I’m just worried about you,” Jack sighed. “Conor aside, I want to be there to help you.”

“Jack,” you said with a small smile, though he couldn’t see. “I appreciate it, I really do. But I don’t want you to end your holiday on account of me.”

“I hate not being there for you,” he said. “You’re my girlfriend. I want to be by your side when something goes wrong.”

“And that’s just another reason why I love you as much as I do,” you said to him. “But I don’t want you to sacrifice your holiday on account of me.”

Jack paused only for a moment before saying, “Can we FaceTime?”

You laughed and obliged. It took only a few seconds for you and Jack to switch from speaking over the phone to speaking on video chat. “Let me see it,” Jack said immediately.

“Great to see you too,” you said teasingly. You switched the camera so that it was showing your foot rather than your face.

“Bloody hell, (Y/N),” Jack said. “If only you kicked the ball instead of the ground. You might’ve made a goal.”

“Ha ha,” you laughed sarcastically. “I definitely didn’t think of that when I heard my bones snapping.”

“Sorry,” Jack said. “Just trying to make light of it all.”

“I know,” you smiled. “I appreciate it.”

“It’s all I can do since I’m not there,” he sighed. “Are you sure you don’t want me to come back? I can book this flight right now. I’d just have to pack and get an Uber.”

“Really Jack, I’m fine,” you said. “If you care that much, I can FaceTime you everyday to show you that I’m okay. Will that make you feel better?”

“What would make me feel better is if I kissed you right now,” he said.

You laughed lightly, “I think that might make me feel a little better too.”

“I can come-”

“If you say it one more time Jack I’ll hang up the phone,” you said.

“Alright, alright,” he said with a smile. “I’ll stop. But I would appreciate a FaceTime. Maybe not everyday, but sometimes, just so I know you’re doing okay and that Conor’s helping you.”

“Okay,” you nodded.

“And I want you to call me if he tries anything,” he said seriously. “Helping you shower is one thing but staring at you too long is another.”

“God Jack, it’s just Conor!” you laughed. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I know it’s Conor!” he laughed back. “That’s why I’m saying it all.”

“Okay but it’s also me,” you said. “You don’t have to worry about Conor because you should trust that I’m not going to let anything happen. I need help taking a shower but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let him drool over my naked body. If anything he’ll just laugh at my incapability to stand up straight.” Jack smiled a bit.

“Yeah, I guess that sounds about right,” he said. You smiled back and couldn’t help but let out a soft yawn. “I should let you go,” Jack said. “You’re probably exhausted.”

“A little,” you laughed.

“Goodnight (Y/N),” he said softly.

“Goodnight,” you said. “Or, good afternoon?”

Jack laughed, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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peanutbuttercreamjelly · 5 years

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Red Wine: Pillow Talk - Conor Maynard

Another part of the Red Wine Series! I am not going to write this series in a chronological order, so don’t be surprised, they have been dating for a longer time in this one.

This is actually the first part that I had written for this series. To be continued...

Warning: Mentions of NSFW

Word Count: 1.320

Their ragged breath mingled when he finally collapsed on her. Their skin was sticky and hot, but Conor didn’t mind. He lazily kissed her on her boob, for it was the closest that he could reach without having to move his head. She lightly giggled at that. He loved how he could hear her heart beat, still very fast from their previous action.

“That was… something else”, Vee summed it up as they had eventually caught their breaths. Her hands had found their way in Conor’s hair, making him hum in content.

“Yeah”, he agreed a little sleepily. “Wait here, ‘m gonna get you cleaned up, love”, he said and went to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth, cleaning her up from the mess they had made.

“Thanks baby”, she said and cupped his cheek, pulling him in for another tender kiss on the lip. Conor quickly brought the cloth back to the bathroom, throwing one of his shirts and a pair of fresh knickers at her as he returned. She caught it with ease and slipped it on. He pouted a little since the material now deprived him of one of his favourite views: her naked body. But seeing her wear his clothes, especially in this fucked out state with her face all flushed and her hair a mess, no doubt created by his own hands, made up for it. Almost.

Vee lifted up the duvet a little so he could easily slip beneath it after he had put on his boxers as well. The both of them didn’t like sleeping naked in hotel beds, although they loved it at home.

She wrapped her arms around him as soon as his back hit the mattress. Conor chuckled lightly. “Someone’s clingy”, he said before he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. She hummed and burried her head even deeper in his chest, making him embrace her, too.

“Telly?”, he asked.

“Sure. Maybe that award show’s still on”, she said. “If we don’t show up in person we could watch it at least.” She repositioned herself so she could see the screen, while Conor turned on the telly.

“Best decision to stay in”, he mumbled. They might have ditched the award show for some rather urgent business they had to finish. The show was indeed still on, the category where Conor had been nominated but didn’t win were already through, but now Vee’s categories were on.

“And the best female single goes to… Ariana Grande”, the presenter said.

“Well, no luck for me today”, Vee said, shrugging her shoulders, as the ‘best female vlogger’ was also not her.

“Never actually understood the point of going to a show when you already know you didn’t win”, Conor said.

“True. And then they tell you to act suprised and all. I think our evening was way more enjoyable than theirs”, Vee said before she stole another peck from Conor’s lips.

Conor turned the TV off as they know showed part of the interviews with nominees and winners. Vee was already half-asleep, but he couldn’t blame her, she had only arrived yesterday and her flight back home to London was leaving in about nine hours. So he cuddled close to her, holding her tight for as long as he could, before their busy lives would separate them for another couple of weeks.

“Conor?”, she said, the lack of sleep clearly evident in her voice.

“Yes baby?”

“I miss us making love”, she said, stirring a bit to readjust her position against him.

“But we just did, didn’t we?”, Conor asked confused.

“Hmm… we just had sex. But we didn’t actually made love. Do you remember how, when we both had a month off in London, we could actually take our time because we knew we’d have each other for a whole month?”

Conor slowly understood what she was getting at. They barely saw each other these days, and when they actually did meet in person and not via facetime or the phone, their need for each other was so big, so unbearable that they could barely make it to their hotel room before their clothes were scattered all over the place. Round two was a bit more gentle, but still they both knew that they only had a few hours before one of them had to leave for a concert, or an interview, or to the studio, or fly to the other side of the world. It was still desperate, clingy sex, chasing their high because they wouldn’t have the chance to make the other feel this good in a few weeks.

However, when they were both at the same place for a few weeks, which didn’t happen that often these days because of both their careers, they knew they could do it whenever they wanted. There was no need to rush things, there was no flight to catch, they could just enjoy each other or they could just choose to cuddle, since this couldn’t be considered a wasted opportunity. The more he thought about it, the more he missed it too.

“Don’t get me wrong”, Vee said as Conor had been silent for a little while, “I love having sex with you either way. Really, you make me feel so damn good, but… God, I just miss having you all to myself for a little while without having to leave in a few hours. You know, when it doesn’t matter if we don’t get off because we have plenty of time for it.”

“Nevermind, I shouldn’t have said anything”, she added, when Conor still didn’t answer, clearly misinterpreting his silence.

“No baby”, he quickly said, “it’s just… I was just thinking about it.”

He wouldn’t tell her, but he was surprised that she even told him. She usually wasn’t one to talk about sex. She was really into having sex, but she was still uncomfortable talking about it, even after the year that they had been dating. So he was doing everything that he could to encourage her, when she did talk about it.

“I guess you’re right. Don’t even remember when I ran you the last bath”, he continued, referring to their ritual when they were both at home. Every sunday morning, they’d share a bath, most likely having that end up in having sex or at least making out and then have a nice homemade breakfast. Conor let his hand run up and down her back in slow strokes.

“Must have been ages ago”, she giggled. “Miss that, too.” She snuggled herself even closer to him.

“ ‘s gonna be the first thing we’ll do when we’re both home again, I promise”, he mumbled before kissing her hairline.

“And then we’re gonna be making love”, Vee mumbled into his chest, her words a bit mushed together both because Conor’s chest muffled the sound and because she was getting really tired.

“Yes”, he mumbled in content as he watched his love drift off to a much needed slumber.

He really needed to figure something out. Talking about all those lazy times they had spent with each other really got him to miss out on those, and although he had Vee right here in his arms, peacefully asleep, he felt like it had been a long time since he had seen her fully relaxed and totally at ease. He missed having her laugh in the most carefree way, he missed having her completely comfortable in their own house, in their own bed.

He carefully reached over to get his phone from the nightstand without shuffling too much, but Vee was still fast asleep when he had finally got hold of it. He typed in a quick text to his manager, saying that he had to talk to him about something important the next morning, so he wouldn’t forget. He was sure that his and Vee’s manager would be able to figure something out.

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Dusk Till Dawn

Warning: fluff at first, then some smut!

A/n: I had to delete some stuff, the post was too long... I got carried away.

Not tryna be indie Not tryna be cool You try on sunglasses in a small shop in Brighton with your boyfriend, on a sunny afternoon in the fall. Just tryna be in this Jack laughed as you tried the glasses on- the type of glasses he was sure to wear. He plucks them from your nose, and places them on his own head. You stick your tongue out at him playfully. Tell me how you choose Can you feel why you're in this "Conor wouldn't treat me like this." You whine dramatically. "I'm sure he would, love. You chose the best Maynard." Jack presses a kiss to your cheek. "Anna is the best Maynard. Hands down." You reply, and shoot Jack a wink. You pull the glasses off of Jack's head, and place them back in the display. "Let's go home." You smile, and intertwine your fingers with his. Can you feel it through All of the windows You turn the music up, and move your hand along with the wind as the car zips through the highway. Jack glances at you, and smiles. He feels as if his heart would melt with warmth. Inside this room 'Cause I wanna touch you, baby And I wanna feel you, too You laugh loudly when Jack hugs you from behind. You gently shove him off of you, and make your way upstairs to change. I wanna see the sunrise and your sins Just me and you You climb in the bed in your silky white night gown, and crawl to Jack. He kisses you on the forehead, then on the cheek, then on your lips. Light it up, on the run Let's make love, tonight You cradle his cheek in your hand, and deepen the kiss. Jack pulls you on top of him. Make it up, fall in love, try But you'll never be alone I'll be with you from dusk till dawn I'll be with you from dusk till dawn The night goes by slowly. Jack lifts your nightgown up and over your head. Your nipples perk when they are met with the cold air, and you gasp when Jack pinches one. He pulls your lips back to his, and continues to play with your breasts. Then, he flips you over, and moves on top of you. "I love you" He says, and kisses you, leaving a trail of kisses from your lips, all around your chest, down to your navel, and stops just above your pubic bone. Jack grabs the corners of your panties, and slides them down your legs. You cover yourself up, still shy at the thought of Jack's head being between your legs. Jack grabs your hands gently, and stares up at you, love and lust clouding your eyes. "No need to cover up, baby... you're beautiful." The love of your life delves right in with his mouth, quickly finding your clit and sucking on it. You gasp, one of your hands grabbing a fistful of his hair, pulling him closer to your core. When your vagina is significantly coated with his saliva, and your own juices, Jack slowly inserts a finger inside of you, pumping it gently, but hard enough for shocks of pleasure to explode throughout your body. You cry in ecstasy. Just when you think you can't take anymore, Jack pulls away from you, and pops back up to be level with your face. The two of you kiss passionately, and you gently palm Jack through his boxers. After Jack rid himself of his constricting underwear, he slides his member through the folds of your pussy. He kisses your neck, then bites down on you when he slides into your warm cunt. Tonight, you two took it slow- it felt as if you were making love forever. The air was scented with arousal, and full of the sounds of your pleasure, as well as Jack's. Each time Jack thrusted into you, a long moan escaped your lips. You knew Jack was close when his hand slid to your clit, and pressed into it with his thumb. You clench around him, and cry out in ecstasy. Baby, I'm right here I'll hold you when things go wrong After the both of you had finished, Jack held you tightly in his arms. He pressed his chin into your shoulder, and drifted off to sleep. You followed in his footsteps, and fell asleep shortly after he did. You want to spend the rest of your life with him, and that, you are sure of.

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ravenempress101 · 7 years

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“Bodied” Mikey Pearce Smut imagine *Requested*Sexual parts! 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

Anonymous: Hello, can i request a smut for mikey pierce where the reader is feeling really insecure about her body and mikey tries to like show her how wonderful she is, if that makes sense.

thank you for requesting!

request and ask me anything!

y/n and mikey planned to see mikey’s parents before thanksgiving. it was the morning to wake up and go see them. mikey was in the living room packing while you were up stairs getting out the shower. once you got out the shower you grabbed your towel and placed it around your slender body. when you placed it around your body you looked down at your body and you felt down to your slightly love handles just looking at them made you cringe. she was so stressed. thoughts running through your mind beating you up.

“do i really look that disgusting?”

“i think i need to lose weight”

y/n walked out the bathroom and walked into the master bedroom and went toward her walk in closet. she started looking for her luxury dress that mikey brought her to wear to her parents house. when she scanned through the 20th dress she finally found the black dress with gold buckles on the side. y/n unzipped the dress and placed it over her slender body dropping the towel. Then she looked for her glass high heels to go with the dress.

once she scanned through her shoes draws, y/n finally found her gucci glass high heels. she put them on but when putting them on, her thoughts were feeding on her.

“your feet are so big”

“why is the big toe so big”

your feet are not porpotioned right"

y/n sighed into disbelif and placed the other high heel on the her foot and then she got up and went over to the makeup station and sat down on her luxury chair and grabbed for a makeup wipe to cleanse her face and then she grabbed for her foundation, placing a generous amount of foundation on her foundation sponge and started smoothing the substance on her face.

Thinking in her mind “maybe makeup would help me to feel atleast pretty”

she tried to trick her troubled mind and then the voices started getting louder.

“MAKEUP WONT FIX THAT FACE”

“YOU ARE SO UGLY”

“YOU ARE A JOKE”

then the voices started getting louder and louder by the minute

“MIKEY DOESNT EVEN LIKE YOU”

“HE ONLY WENT OUT WITH YOU JUST TO HAVE SOMEONE BY THERE SIDE TO HAVE SEX WITH”

y/n dropped her foundation product and threw her sponge at the mirror and cruled up in to a ball in her makeup seat and screamed

“STOP!”

mikey heard the glass of the foundation bottle and your scream he dropped the clothes he was folding and he ran up stairs to the master bedroom and started looking for you.

He called out your name.

“Y/N are you okay love?”

mikey sounding worried he kept looking for you then he saw your walk in closet door open and ran in going straight to you. He couldnt believe what he saw before him. He saw you in a state of anxiety. mikey wrapped his arms around you and rubbed little cirlces in your back trying to calm you down.

Then mikey lifted up and waited for you to talk. when you lifted up your head mikey saw your teared stain face. mikey didnt know why you were crying but he was sure gonna get a answer out of you. when you lifted your head your body was shaking and mikey could feel the hurt that was radiating off of you.

mikey put his slender fingers on your cheek and softly with his thumb rubbed your cheek looking into your warm broken eyes finding any clues to what is wrong and began to asked

“why are you crying babygirl? whats wrong?”

y/n sniffed before talking and tears started coming again.

“mikey why are you with me?”

y/n violenty pulling away her face from mikeys hand and getting up from her makeup chair wipping her tears and backing away from mikey.

mikey looked hurt by the action you did and asked a question

“why would you ask me that y/n? i love everything about you and the things that i find out about you”

y/n laughs a little knowing she is playing herself when mikey said this

“no, you dont mikey.”

mikey looking at you hurt as ever saying what you stated.

“how can you love a girl that looks in the mirror every single freaking day and say i’m ugly my boyfriend doesnt even….“

mikey stood up and charged over to you and stopped y/n from saying what she was about to say by giving her a big kiss on her lips. mikey slipping his tounge in y/n mouth kissing her words away. he pulled back and looked in her eyes started speaking.

“don’t you ever say that your ugly or i dont love you. i will always love you no matter what goes on and your the most beautiful woman ever that i laid my eyes on.”

“i love your body”

mikey touching your love handles and admiring them then taking your spaghetti strap off your shoulder and then the other one letting your dress fall to your feet exposing your naked body to him. then mikey leaning in to kiss your lips passionatley. you can feel his hard on growing by the passionate kiss hes giving you. once he was done he pulled back and began to speak.

“i love your thighs”

mikey trails his hands down to your booty and puts both his hands on each side of your booty cheeks and starts rubbing your cheeks softly and then pulling you close to him by your cheeks and then his hands trail on to the front of you then he finds your thighs and he rubs passionatly on your thighs. then mikey whispers in your ear.

“i love everything”

mikey hugging your bare body and rubbing you all over your body adoring every inch of you, his touches sends shock waves through your body when you feel with his touch you let out a breathless moan from his rubbing and big hard on he has.

mikey hears you breathlessly and smiles at you under his pleasure.

“never forget that”

mikey whispering in your ear soflty.

“your made out of beauty and adorableness”

mikey kissing your cheek and pinching her cheek in a cute way.

y/n came back to herself and looked at mikey and smiled a little at his silly antic

mikey began to speak again

“makeup or not your still beautiful and sweet nothing less your amazing perfect and will always be those things so dont listen to those insecure comments that feel that troubled mind listen to the truth and the truth is your beautiful baby”

mikey smiled and placed his lips on her forehead and punckering them up and placing a lingering peck on her forehead y/n closing her eyes feeling his warmth of kiss on her feeling like the most luckiest girl in the world.

then he pulled back and then y/n grabbing mikey’s face and placing a passionate but steamy kiss on his lips slipping her tounge in his mouth and mikey melting in her kiss and then y/n head going to one side deeping the kiss and then y/n pulled back leaving mikey still in the kissing positon and y/n laughing at his face.

then mikey take off his white t-shirt and then he unzips his black skinny pants but realizing hes kissing air he opens his eyes looking around feeling embrassed.

mikey complety naked asking a question

“what was that for?”

“it was for making me feel like the most luckiest girl in the world, thank you baby”

mikey smiled and blushed

“well with that kiss i think we should stay home and schedule another day to see my parents.”

y/n laughed at mikey cause mikey was serious.

mikey captured y/n’s naked body in his and picked her up bridal stlye and placed kisses all over while y/n laugh and joy filled the room. mikey carrying her to the bed kissing her and tickling her with his tounge while kissing.

“omg mikey we have to see your parents”

mikey throwing you on the bed and laughing.

“will see them just some other time i want to treat my baby cause she so beautiful.”

mikey jumping on top of you and mikey capturing your heartshapped lips in his passionatly kissing you and you melting in the kiss forgetting about what you guys had to do.

then mikey slips his tounge in your mouth and explores your mouth. y/n smiles in the kiss and slips her tounge in his mouth. both of your tounges waltzing each other. y/n moans from the warmth of his intense kissing then mikey hearing you he takes his tounge back in and puckers his lips and pecks yours and then he stops kissing you and pecks your cheek and then trails down your neck pecking your neck but finding your sweet spot on your neck he kisses and bites.

y/n moans from the biting mikey is doing.

mikey keeps kissing and biting a little making a blue and purple mark. when mikey gets done he licks the newly made mark he done and trails down to your chest. he adds a mark to your chest.

once he gets done with your chest he trails down to your left breast and kisses the breast.

y/n feels his lips working on her she groans and moans lowly. mikey smiles hearing his babygirl whimper under him. then he captures her boob in his mouth and starts sucking on them and then he wiggles his tounge on her nipple playing with her nipple in his mouth. then he slightly bite her nipple and y/n moans loudly and then mikey graps her right boob with his hands and start massaging it giving y/n the attention she needs.

mikey stops and says

“you know i love these”

him biting his lip and then going to the right one and sucking on it and wiggling his tounge.

y/n moans out and says

“shut up mikey you so funny”

y/n couldnt say everything but whimpered

mikey bitting at the nipple making a blue mark appear and then trailing down her stomach with kisses and then getting to the vagina.

He slowly kisses on her vagina. y/n whimper knowing mikey is teasing her. but then mikey kisses pasionalty at her vagina and then slips his tounge in the clit wiggling and licking.

y/n grabs on to his brown locks of hair enjoying his movements on her. mikey licking inside her walls. y/n guiding mikey’s face deeper in her. mikey going deeper and eating her out. Then y/n moans loudly her legs are shaking from the euphoria hitting her body. Then she screams to Mikey

“Mikey I’m about to cum”

Mikey grins at you and stops eating you out then he goes right back up to your lips and starts french kissing you you French kissed him back tasting you on his mouth both of you continued French kissing and he rubbed his Pre cummed dick and lined up at your entrance and then he slowly went inside you.

Y/n groaned feeling Mikey feel her up and then mikey began to move in and out slowly showing her love the love she need then Mikey picked up pace and started going faster y/n moaned and groan then grabbing on his back and clawing at it then Mikey speeding up and slamming in to you

y/n screaming Mikey’s name and clawing at his back

Mikey kissing your neck and your mouth you moaning in the kiss while he pounds in you.

Mikey pounds in and out of you an then you feel your high come. “Mikey I’m about to cum"

Mikey pounding

Mikey begans to say "cum for me beautiful” you hear his deep british accent and cum for Mikey

when Mikey feels your warm cum he pounds harder and deeper and cums himself you both riding out your oragasms and then he pulls out and then kisses you.

Then Mikey whispered to you “remember your always beautiful”

mikey jumping on you in a playful way and you giggled while he kissed all over you

y/n bursting out laughing at mikey playfully tickling you and messing with you

inbetween laughs y/n said

“i love you mikey”

Then continued on with you two bringing joy into each others lives.

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mikrokosmo · 7 years

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chocolatemillkk · 7 years

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Unrequited

Request: Maybe one where the reader is not from England but lives there because of her Youtube channel that recently became really big and she met Joe through Oli and falls for Joe but thinks she can’t keep up with other girls couse she is younger and maybe (if you write about that) thicker around the hips and stuff? But Joe likes her too and proves to her over time that he only wants her

I don’t know if this is the direction you wanted but I kind of got carried away with the fic lol 😔 but I hope you enjoy it! 💙

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“And that’s the doorbell,” I tell my livestream. “So don’t forgot to get to Twitter and hashtag ask Y/N & Oli! Love you all!” I wave at the camera and turn it off, almost tripping on my way to get the door before Oli banged it down.

“My knuckles were starting to bruise,” Oli jokes as soon as I open the door.

“Sorry about that,” I lean in to hug my best friend. “Just finishing up the livestream.”

“I see some of the questions for our video are getting pretty out of hand.”

“Drink?” I ask Oli as I set up the camera again on the coffee table. “This is the first ask video we’ve done together so I think it’s a little like a volcano errupting for our fans.”

Oli helps himself to a pop and plops down on the couch as I make sure the lighting was alright. “Ready?”

I start the video and we start with our usual banter before we answer “How did you two meet?”

Oli looks to me so I explain how I started travelling across North America after high school in LA and used my channel to vlog it all. That’s when I began to get noticed on Youtube and when I made my way to Europe, London was the first place in a while that felt like home and at the same time, I was introduced to my current agent who was also Oli’s agent. We met up for drinks one night…

“I haven’t been able to get rid of her since,” Oli jokes.

“Who came to who with this video idea?” I ask. I look to the camera and point to Oli but he pushes me away.

“I’m just trying to help the younger gen of Youtube navigate-.”

“I’m younger than you by barely two years!” I say. This was a sore spot for me-I was 20 but a lot of the youtubers I was friends with were older than me and even if it was by two years, they sometimes made it feel like ages. I chalked it up to the fact that when I met them all, I was 19 but I was always made to feel 12 around them.

“I’m kidding!” Oli pulls me in to him and I let it go, laughing with him.

We wrap up a while later and start talking about our lives. “Hey, you’re coming to my book launch party Friday right?” Oli asks.

“Wouldn’t miss it!” I was so proud of Oli and looking forward to celebrating him.

“So,” Oli starts and I could tell he was about to say something I wasn’t going to like. “Joe’s gonna be at the party too.” I sigh, I knew Oli too well.

“That’s nice,” I say nonchalantly.

“Stop shitting me,” Oli says. “You know you like him Y/N I don’t know why you keep denying it.”

“Even if I did what am I supposed to do about it Oli?”

“You always avoid him, never hang out with all the boys, making up excuses!”

“I’m too embarassed! And he probably thinks I’m like, 12! He’s 26 Oli! And he’s got tons of girls his age falling over to get with him. I’m not gonna-”

“You’ve liked him since before you even decided to live here permanently,” Oli says more gently.

“Oh my god and do you remember what happened the first time I met him?!”

Oli groans, “I swear he doesn’t even care about that!”

I shake my head no, the memory reliving itself. It was my first summer in London and I had decided to tag along with new friends to go clubbing. But I was new to the city and terrible with directions. Long story short, I got way too drunk, lost my way from the group and ended up sat on the doorstep of a random house. I called Oli, the only person I knew well enough then and blabbered on about being lost and vomitting into somebody’s rosebush. I didn’t know Oli was hanging out with Joe that night and Joe was the one with the car. My worst nightmare ensued:

I was picked up by both Joe and Oli after enabling Find my iPhone. I had mascara streaks and my makeup was smudged off and I looked like I escaped an asylum. I remember Joe being the sweetest, asking if I wanted to go back to his place but I insisted they drop me home. I interacted with Joe a few times but it was always awkward until he confronted me-Oli probably told him about it. He was really sweet and insisted he didn’t see me as a child and that he was actually watching my channel before I even landed in London. But I was still tended to avoid him because I was in love with him.

“Honestly Oli, I appreciate you trying to set me up but please piss off.”

Oli doesn’t look happy but he backs off.

Friday comes soon enough and I take extra care in doing my makeup. Even though I told myself I wasn’t, knowing Joe was there made me want to look really good. Especially after watching all 5 of his new videos and getting drunk last night. Oli’s party was starting at 7 and it was already a quarter after. I yank on my jacket as my phone rings-A number I don’t recognise.

“Hello?”

“Y/N,” the other voice says. “When are you coming down?”

“Who is this?” I ask, the voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t place it.

“Very funny, my legs are starting to cramp I’m parked in your garage.”

“No honestly who is this?”

The voice pauses. “Joe? Didn’t Oli tell you I was picking you up?”

“Oh shit,” I check my phone and see the text lost in a sea of notifications. I promise to be down and hang up. Why the hell did Oli always meddle like this.

“I’m so sorry about that,” I apologise to Joe as I get in his car.

“I’m more offended that you didn’t have my number saved,” Joe says.

“Oh god,” I try to think of something to say but it’s hard to because the whole situation I hadn’t anticipated.

“Makes sense though because you don’t like me.”

“What? Of course I do!” I choke out. “We’ve just never really hung out!”

“And who’s fault is that?” Joe raises an eyebrow.

“Not mine!” I defend myself. “I think I’m a little too young for your crowd anyway.”

“Y/N,” Joe says gently. “Why do you always come back to this point. I would love seeing your face more whether you were 20 or 30.” Joe’s face turns slightly pink as he smiles at me. “You look lovely as always by the way,”

“Oh-thanks…you look really nice too.” I gesture to his classic black jeans and a pink silk button up. “And thanks I guess, I guess you’ll see me a lot more then.”

Joe rests his hand on my knee and squeezes. “I would like that.”

A comfortable silence hums throughout the car as we drive, no one reaches for the radio and I watch as the first drops of rain trail down my window. The red traffic light illuminates the droplets as they trail down the window and I trace one with my finger.

I look up at the light and notice from the corner of my eye that Joe was watching me, I blush and turn to look just as the light turns yellow and Joe looks away. His cheeky grin lets me know I had caught him staring. Gods, I was so helplessly in love with Joe and I hated how helplessly inadequate I felt for him. But somehow he managed to make me feel so special every time I saw him and he smiled for me.

I break away from Joe as we get to the party, needing some space to sort out my feelings. I track down Oli and after scolding him I give him a congratulations hug before I grab a drink-a cider of course. I watch Joe joke about with his friends and from my seat on the barstool, I glimpse as gorgeous girls joke and flirt with him. And of course, he laughs right back with them, his hands reaching out to them every so often. I turn away, Joe acted like that with every girl…I don’t know why I thought I was anyone different. I hop off the stool and head to the window that overlooks the wharf-the venue here was beautiful.

“Thought I would sneak you one since you would probably get carded,” Joe sneaks up next to me out of nowhere and hands me a champagne flute. I laugh, painfully aware of my age the age gap already.

“Thank you,” I toss back the drink as someone else joins us.

“Oi, who’s serving illegal drinks here,” Oli’s other friend-Jack Maynard grins at the both of us. I sigh, “What drink?” I clinks his glass with my empty one.

“Let the lady enjoy her drink,” Joe wraps his arm around me, his fingers burning into the exposed skin of my dress. “She acts more your age than you do.”

“Joe, you let us tape you to your closet door the other day,” Jack says seriously and I giggle, having seen the video.

“Oi don’t laugh at him,” Joe whispers loudly enough for us to hear. He pulls me in closer to him and I feel my heart flutter.

“What are we whispering about here?” Conor joins the group and so does Oli. I flash him a look because I wasn’t so sure what to do in the situation where the unrequited love of your life is holding you like a lover.

“Did you want a drink?” Oli asks instead. He grabs my glasses and heads to the bar anyway.

“We’ll keep you liquored if you keep quiet,” Conor laughs.

“You guys are no good for me,” I joke. The space where Joe was is suddenly empty so I turn and see him talking to another Youtuber I recognise.

“You look so handsome tonight Joe,” she compliments.

“Oh no you’re the one stealing the show,” Joe compliments back. She laughs and I turn away, looking to the other boys.

“So when does the good music come on?” I ask.

“Should I get the microphone?” Conor asks and we all laugh but Jack rolls his eyes. Oli comes back with a drink and I sip it. “Oli if you’re in charge of this music please put on something we can all dance to.”

“I’m not,” Oli scratches his head. “But I can see what I can do.”

“So Y/N Oli and you are really good friends but you know, is there anything more? Do you like him or something?” Jack asks as Oli leaves.

“No!” I recoil. That was so weird to think about. “Why are you even asking?”

“Yeah Jack, what’s your interest?” I didn’t realise Joe had rejoined the conversation and my face flames with embarassment.

Jack only gives me a cheeky wink and turns to leave. I look at Conor and he simply shrugs his shoulders, trailing behind his brother. I don’t want to look at Joe but I do and his face is stony.

“What’s up?” I ask.

“Nothing…maybe Jack’s wondering about your availability…” his mouth is a hard line as he watches Jack leave.

I play it off by nudging his shoulder, “Jack’s too pretty for my liking.”

Joe’s face slowly melts into a grin, “So what is to your liking?”

I scramble for an answer as the music turns off and on into upbeat dance music. “Dance?” I ask Joe.

The lights dim further as Joe joins me on the dance floor. The drinks from earlier loosen me up and I feel myself slightly tipsy as I sing along to some of the songs. The bodies around me dance to the bass and when I look to see if Joe was beside me, he still is but his expression is one I’d never seen before. His baby blues are dark and he watches me with fierce intensity. I sway towards him and grab his hands.

“What’s up?” I mouth. Joe moves closer to me and his cloudy face breaks up into a small smile.

“You’re so beautiful,” Joe whispers in my ear and this time I actually feel the blood rush to my head as I try not to stumble over. I place Joe’s hands on my waist and place my arms on his shoulders.

“I know you always tell me you’re too young for me and I know you think I want to be with someone my age but Y/N,” Joe’s voice pauses near my ear and his hands travel down my sides. I pull away, realising how fast things were moving. I push out from the crowd and my world spins as I rush to the corridor.

“Y/N!” Joe calls from behind. I lean my back against the cold tiles and watch him approach me again. In the fluorescent lighting I can see the sweat on his brow but his eyes still smolder.

“Y/N, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to come on to you that hard.”

“It’s not that,” I try to explain.

“So what is it?” He asks, placing a hand on my hips and another on my side. I push him away. That’s what it was-it’s not that I had an issue with my body but having his hands on the parts of me I always poked at in the mornings made me self-conscious. What if he didn’t like what he saw? What if he’s had better?

“Do you not want this?” Joe licks his lips nervously.

“More than anything,” I say before I can stop myself. “But I-Joe I don’t understand why you like me. I almost threw up in your car the first time we met and I’m a full 6 years younger than you. And you’ve got a million other girls who are more mature that would love to be with you.”

“You think I’m looking for a mature older girl?” Joe runs his fingers through his hair aggressively and holds my hands. “I bloody want you Y/N and I’m tired of you second guessing that. Just drop your defences okay? I want you.”

My breath catches and I push myself off the wall. “Wanna head back to my place?” I ask.

Joe leaves a slow kiss along my jawline and then tugs me towards the elevators. The drive home is a flurry of red-light kisses and trying to keep our hands off of each other so we can get there in one piece. When we finally reach the bedroom I blush when Joe’s eyes scan my body and then bite his lip.

“Y/N,” he sighs. “Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?”

“I-I dunno,” I stammer. Joe looks at me, puzzled. “I’m not really like those other girls online.” I wrap my arms around myself self-consciously but Joe removes them and replaces them with his.

“Those are edited and filtered and you are real and beautiful and I would never take my hands off of you if given the choice.” He chuckles and buries his head in my neck, showing me his words’ worth.

“Joe I really like you,” I mumble.

Joe responds by cradling my face in his hands and enveloping my mouth with his. I want more so I bite down on his lip and it’s like it breaks the spell as we grab at each other hungrily and fall into bed.

Soon, we’re tangled limbs, stolen kisses, and lingering touches as we discover each other for the first time under the dim evening lighting and my soft white sheets. Maybe I had a chance with Joe Sugg after all.

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