1D and 5SOS preferences.

Two french girls who write preferences, blurbs,... about 5SOS and 1D - L&L

[girlsnextdoorpref]

Preferences requests

Hellooooo. We've been off for a long time but I definitely need to write something. So if you have any request for a fake text/ preferences/ blurbs/etc We'll be glad to write some of them (basically about 5sos or 1D)

[girlsnextdoorpref]

Blurbs master list???

http://girlsnextdoorpref.tumblr.com/blurbs Here :) ♥

[mikasil]

why do people freak out when they see a part of my bra or my stomach like what did you think was under my shirt?? a tank??? the great wall of china???? popular korean artist park jae sang also known as psy????????

[taylurkin]

the disgusting truth #FreedomForKesha

[aladdincalum]

…and this is probably how home feels like.

[deathxxeater-deactivated2016121]

[naughtynanzhu]

I wish I was pretty but like actually pretty, not “my friends and family think I’m pretty because they’re my friends and family” pretty

[oidrockstars]

being shy and having resting bitch face is the worst combination because i look like a disinterested bitch but in reality i really want to socialize but i just dont know how to initiate conversation with strangers and also this is just my face

[evacuate]

I’m so mad that Donald trump is real

[gqa1]

Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

[nullelemental]

​this worked last night lets go for round two

[marklinn-baker]

reblog this and tag the first movie you remember seeing in a theater/cinema

[mazzystardust]

Serge Gainsbourg with his daughter Charlotte, Paris, 1985.

[girlsnextdoorpref]

my bank account @ me: why the fuck u buyin..... why you always buyin.... mmmmmmmMMMMMOH MY GOD STOP FUCKIN BUYIN

[comupter-blog]

U know when ur hairs greasy and it makes u feel so so so bad about urself. And ur entire life. Everything is awful bc my hair is greasy

[papalagiblog]

[girlsnextdoorpref]

You’re the one who needs to be angry (Ashton)

Request:  ‘can I have an imagine with Ashton and we fight and he leaves, but we eventually make up when he comes home?💘 also my names abby’ Here it is, when I wrote I just not mentionned your name as Abby but as Y/N for everyone to read, enjoy :) ♥

Warnings: smut

You were on the couch, not speaking for an hour now. Ashton and you had a fight, this kind of fight when your boyfriend leaves because of the tensed atmosphere. When he came home, you started yelling at him, you were really mad, it was late, and you planned a night out since two weeks. You had waited him one long hour all alone in that fancy restaurant where you reserved a table last week, and he didn’t come, his excuse: ‘I forgot’. Since few months, you started to think that he might be cheating on you, but now you were almost convinced about it. 

You turned off the TV and went upstairs to go to bed. You wanted to cry, your heart was broken in pieces. You covered your body with the cold sheets and buried your head in your pillow, thinking about what could be your life without Ashton, without his laugh filling your home, without him waking you up every morning. You needed to do something to calm you down, like taking a bath. You stood up from your bed and walked to your bathroom where you ran a bath with vanilla scented confections. 

You plunged your body into the hot water, plunging your hand into the bubbling bath. You felt your sore muscles relaxing little by little. You started to sing to yourself one of the songs that Ashton wrote for you a few months ago when you heard the front door opened. You sat up straight and stopped breathing. ‘Ashton?’ you called ‘Ashton is that you?’ No one answered, he’s surely still angry about earlier. You got out of the bath which was getting cold and wrapped a purple towel around your wet body, shivering because of the cool air hitting your skin. You went back to your room and saw him, sitting at the edge of your king size bed. ‘Babe’ he said, standing up to hug you, a hug that you didn’t really shared. ‘I’m so sorry baby, I...I just thought about what happened and I’m sorry, you are the one who needs to be angry in this relationship. I really forgot about the dinner, I know it was important for you, in my favorite restaurant and all. I feel dumb...I feel like a fucking shit, I swear. And about that cheating thing...I’d never cheat on you...I love you so much. I know I’m not here as much as you want, but...I can’t live if you’re not by my side, I just-’ You kissed him, a kiss full of passion, your lips massaging his. You felt your towel slipping from your body to your feet. ‘Cheeky’ He said, smirking against your lips. ‘It’s not me, it just sl-’ ‘Yeah of course’ He pushed you on the bed and overed you, his mouth dancing against the thin skin of your neck, leaving a few purple marks over there. ‘Ashton, I can’t cover it when you do that, I’ve work tomorrow’ ‘Then people will know that you are mine’. A moan escaped your lips when he bit slightly the skin of your breast, massaging the other with his free hand as the other searched for your core. ‘I love you so much baby’ he whispered in your ear, sliding a finger between your folds. ‘I love you too Ashton’ you said between moans, looking into his eyes. He didn’t answer, but kissed your lips, which were slightly opened. ‘Make love to me’ you pleaded, but the ring of his phone interrupted your make out session, he brought it in front of your face for you to read who it was. ‘Luke’ you said, chuckling and he slid his finger on the screen for you to answer the phone. ‘Hello Luke it’s Y/N and with Ashton we’re actually busy if you know what I mean...call back in 20 minutes, bye’ you said cheekly, hanging up. ‘Tonight is all about you princess’ he said, kissing down your stomach, as he thrown his phone on the nighstand ‘All about you’ he repeated.

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[yourssincerelylarry-deactivated]

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