so I accidentally deleted a request so requests are open once again! I'll try to get back into this since it's winter break again! no self harm/suicide/eating disorders though they're v sensitive to me rn
Hi! :) I'm a new band imagines account, would you mind maybe helping Me gain some followers by shouting me out or something, and also do you have any advice for me as a new imagine account?? If not it'd totally okay!! :)
:c are request still closed? If not can you do a chris motionless one where he is the bad boy at school you hang out with and he gets jealous when you are flirting with some guy and calls you his in front of the guy you were talking to? Fluff
as of right now yes! and I don't do any motionless in white requests, I'm sorry! I start school tomorrow, but I'm gonna get the last request in my inbox out of the way today or over the weekend so I can start accepting requests again!
Yes mam. Okay lets see... hmmm maybe something with him getting off tour and your all sick or on your period. And Alan helps you out some? Have fun writing this and your other requests. No pressure. Thanks
i am so so so sorry this took so long to be written and posted and i have no excuse for it, but i finally posted it so enjoy!
You are the only one I was born to know: An Alan Ashby imagine.
Title Credit: Night Like This by LP
Listen to it here: (x)
A/N: I have no excuse as to why this is being posted almost a year after it was requested.
I tossed and turned in bed, with a strong grip on my lower abdomen. Cramps pulsed throughout my uterus, making me want to cry from the pain. I was supposed to be picking Alan up from the airport, but the pain was unbearable. I still had to do it though, so I took some Midol that was sitting next to my bed and tried to make myself look slightly presentable.
On the way to the airport, the cramps subsided a bit. My excitement about seeing Alan after three months was distracting me from the pain I was still in. I got out of my car and made my way to arrivals, the pain I was enduring earlier completely forgotten about. I see Alan making his way towards where I was standing and I started running towards him.
“Alan!” I squealed as he pulled me in for a hug.
“I missed you, Y/N,” he mumbled into my hair.
“I missed you too,” I replied. He let go of me and happily kissed me. He pulled me into another hug and just as he did, I felt another cramp surge through me. I groaned at the pain.
“You okay?” Alan asked as he pulled away from me.
“I just started my period last night, that’s all,” I told him.
“Well, let’s just head home then and lie down, okay?” He said. I nodded eagerly and started leading him back to my car. As soon as we got back home, he led me to our bedroom. He told me to lie down on the bed and he went off towards the bathroom. He came back with my heating pad and put it on my stomach. He put in my favorite movie and lied down next to me. I cuddled up next to him as he planted a kiss on my forehead.
ayy I'm on summer break now so I'll open up requests once again just please please please nothing to do with self harm/eating disorders/suicide or anything like that I've been having a rough summer so far and I don't need anymore triggers ok I hope you guys understand ily all
What did I do to get my mind stuck on you?: A Tony Perry imagine.
Title Credit: Stuck On You by New Politics
Listen to it here: (x)
A/N: omg this is so bad but i feel bad for having this in my inbox for the past 7 months so ok
“Adam!” I yelled as I chased him around the house.
“I am not letting you go on tour with me!” He yelled back at me.
“Why not? I’m already 21!” I said, a little quieter as I finally caught him.
“Because you’re my little sister and that’s weird,” he replied.
“How exactly is it weird though?” I asked him, crossing my arms. He groaned loudly and tried to walk away.
“Because I don’t want to hear my little sister having sex or something with some random guy,” he told me.
“Yeah, like I would actually let a random guy even come close to touching me. Please just let me go with you just this once. I’m bored of spending everyday in bed,” I whined.
“Fine, just as long as you’re not annoying about it,” he said, obviously not too pleased with himself for giving in.
“Thank you! You’re the best big brother ever!” I said excitedly, hugging him and running off back to my room.
The tour was sadly coming to a close with only a few more shows left. I’d been growing closer to the guys in Pierce the Veil, especially Tony. We’d spent almost every minute he wasn’t performing or doing an interview together. Adam wasn’t too pleased about it though.
After one of the shows, Tony pulled me aside while Adam was clearing away his gear.
“Hey, so I was just wondering, once this tour is over and everything, do you want to possibly go out?” He asked, still breathing heavily from performing.
“Yeah sure, that’d be really nice,” I replied. He pulled me into a sweaty hug and I pulled away.
“Excuse me,” he said with a small laugh.
“Clean off first and then maybe I’ll hug you,” I told him.
I know I said I'd write more imagines, but my computer just recently broke down and I'm in the process of figuring out if I'm gonna have to replace it or not and I have no other way of writing them!! I'm so sorry guys!!
Can you make a never shout never one. where you two are dating and you want him to stop smoking and he promises he will and you come home one day and find him smoking so you get angry at him and your packing your things and he starts to cry and the end is all fluff c:
Cigarettes are my only escape: A Christofer Drew imagine.
Title credit: Coffee and Cigarettes by Never Shout Never
Listen to it here: (x)
A/N: wow hello guys sorry for like being such a shit writer. i'm back for a lil. i'm gonna actually try to write the last two imagines over the last few days of my spring break and then i will finally open requests again!!
I walked into my apartment to a familiar scent. As I opened the door, I saw Chris sitting on the couch with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at me and slowly took the cigarette out of his mouth and extinguished it on the ash tray sitting next to him.
“Chris, we talked about this,” I said calmly. He didn’t respond.
“You promised me you would stop a week ago. What happened?” I asked. He avoided my glare and started to speak.
“I’m sorry Y/N. A lot has been going on and I just needed an escape. I promise I will stop after this,” he told me.
“Then why didn’t you just come talk to me?” I questioned.
“I said I’m sorry Y/N,” he responded.
“Sometimes sorry doesn’t cut it Christofer,” I replied. I walked towards the bedroom, a small glimmer of hope in me that he would try to stop me from what I’m about to do. It went away when I made it to the bedroom and he did nothing. I grabbed my suitcase from the closet and started grabbing clothes from the closet, throwing them in haphazardly.
“Y/N, what are you doing?” He asked. I turned around and saw him standing in the doorway, his eyes locked on the floor.
“I can’t be with someone who makes promises and breaks them all the time,” I stated. He looked up at me, his eyes rimmed in tears. He cautiously stepped towards me and took my hand in his. He rubbed my hand with his thumb as his eyes met mine.
“I promise this time I will stop. I already threw my pack away, you can check if you want,” he said. I took a deep breath and gently kissed him.
“I’m sorry Chris,” I whispered. A small smile grew on his lips as he wrapped his arms around me.
“You promise me you’ll stop?” I asked him one last time.
“I promise Y/N,” he replied. I took the clothes out of my suitcase and threw them back in the closet along with the suitcase.
“I think this calls for a spontaneous date night,” he suggested.
Aye boo can you do one where you are dating Oliver Sykes. And he comes home drunk and they get into a huge fight and he raises his hand at her cx if it could end fluffffy that would be great. xx
I'm really sorry, but my requests are currently closed right now! once I open them though, I'll probably write this!
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