#prettymuch preferences

[takimata2017]

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[imdreamingofaplaceicallhome]

Pretty Much Preference #3: Summer Break

Austin: I watched the clock tick slowly, I wanted out of this classroom. It seemed as if time stood still for the last moments of the class. Finally, the bell rang and we were all leaving the classroom. I made my way to my locker and put my books in and shut the door. I wouldn’t need them for a few weeks because it was finally summer break. Austin came up behind me wrapping his arms around me. Picking me off the ground spinning us around, I laughed as I held onto his arms. He placed me back onto the ground and turned me around so I was facing him. I smiled up at him, leaning upon my tippy toes kissing him softly. He smiled against my lips wrapping his arms around my waist. Pulling me closer to him as he kept the kiss between us. “Get a room” my friend said as she walked past us. “summer break” I smiled. I grabbed Austin’s hand intertwining our fingers together. I walked with him to his car, he opened the door for me. I got into his car he leaned over kissing my cheek before closing the door. He got on the other side of the car, we drove off from the school parking lot. It was official we were free from school for three months. For the first few days we didn’t do much, just hang out at each others house. “Let’s go down to the beach” he suggested one morning. “Sounds fun,” I said. He went back to his house to get a few things as I got my things together. I waited for him to return and then we were off. I turned the radio on, rolling down the windows. The wind blowing with good music going, it was good vibes. He reached over grabbing my hand as he focused on the road. I smiled as I looked at him leaning over the seats kissing his cheek softly. I placed my feet up on the dashboard, my hand against the back of his neck. Singing at the top of our lungs as we made it to the beach. We finally got to the beach, we sat up a place to put our stuff down. I sat down on the towel and looked up at him, wondering what he was about to do. “You are not going to lay out in the sun all day,” he said. “Why?” I asked. “Because we are going to have fun,” he said. “Like what?” I looked at him. “They are teaching people how to surf,” he said. “Can you surf?” I questioned. “That’s why we are going to learn” he smirked, grabbing my hand. I got up from my spot and followed him, I couldn’t wait to see him eat the water. He put on the wet suit and choose a board. He started going out into the water, I stood back and watched him. He tried to catch his first wave but crashed down, I tried my best not to laugh but it was hilarious. He finally gave up and came out of the water, I watched him as he made his way back to where I was at. “Are you ok?” I asked. “Yeah, don’t think surfing is my thing” he chuckled slightly. “I see that,” I said as I looked at him. He took off his wet suit and sat next to me. “I’m sure if you wanted to surf you could do it” I said. “Probably,” he said as he rested his arms on his knees. He got up from his spot, I thought he was going to get food. I was wrong as he picked me up and started running towards the water. I screamed for him to put me down but he crashed into the water with me. The waves started crashing over us, he pulled me close to him. I wrapped my arm around his neck and kept him close, leaning up slightly kissing him softly. We played around in the water, splashing each other and seeing who can hold their breath the longest. We finally got out of the water when the sun started to set. I wrapped a towel around me and sat down, he sat behind me so that I was in between his legs. He wrapped his arms around me as we watched the sunset. “Perfect ending to today,” I said as I played with his hand. “Perfect” he smiled as he kissed my cheek. I didn’t have much I wanted to do on summer break, I just wanted to spend time with him.

Nick: I was counting down the days until we left to head to California. It was something my family did every summer but this time my boyfriend was coming. We had everything planned out including getting tickets to Coachella.  I knew my parents didn’t like it because the trip was meant to be a family vacation. It was just a weekend out of three months in California so I’m sure my parents would be ok. “Ready?” Nick as he placed his bag in the car. “The real question is are you?” I questioned. “Of course” he smiled slightly. “Three months with my family” I looked at him. “Yea but that includes you too” he wrapped his arms around me. “Yea, only thing that’s keeping me sane” I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Ok you two, let’s go,” my mom said as she pulled us apart. We got into the van and we were on our way to California. It was going to be a three-day drive but the sights we saw were well worth it. We finally got to our hotel, I didn’t even realize since I had fallen asleep against Nick. “Baby” he nudged me slightly. “Uh?” I sat up. “We are here” he rubbed my back. “Good because I’m so over this van,” I said as I got out of the van. I grabbed my bag and made my way into the hotel. I got my hotel key and finally found my room. Nick wasn’t too far behind with his bags. I opened the door and placed my bag down before laying down in the bed. “Are you that tired?” he asked as he got over top of me. “Yes I am, the last drive was the longest” I looked up at him. “True” he leaned down and kissed me softly. “Cuddles?” I asked. “Of course,” he said as he stood up. I got up and got ready for bed as he did as well. I laid down turning the light off as he made his way into the bed. We cuddled together and it wasn’t long before we both were fast asleep. In the morning I snuggled closer to him, not wanting to get out of bed. “Morning,” he said in his raspy voice. “Morning” I traced patterns on his chest. “You wanna go grab some breakfast?” he asked. “We could or we could just cuddle” I snuggled closer to him. “We need to eat then we need to figure out where we need to be,” he said. “Yea I know” I sighed slightly as I sat up. He got up from the bed and got dressed, I got dressed as well. We made our way down to the lobby to meet my parents. We went to get breakfast and talked about the plans for the day. We ended up taking a tour of Los Angeles, sightseeing mainly doing the tourist things. After we got back to the hotel we just relaxed for the rest of the day. Nick and I were excited for the Coachella weekend that we had planned all of our outfits. “These are all so cute and matching” I smiled. “ill match you any day” he wrapped his arms around me. In the morning we got up early so we could start the drive. Our hotel wasn’t too far but we didn’t know how traffic would be. We finally parked and got into the venue. We got our wrist bracelets, grabbed a few drinks as we started to walk around. “Where to first?” he asked. “Doesn’t matter to me” I smiled as I grabbed his hand. We decided on a random stage and laid down the towel. I sat down with my drink as he sat behind me, placing his arm around me. I leaned back against him just enjoying the music. After a while we deiced to go get food and just walk around, he kept his arm around me. Once we finished eating we made our way down to another artist set. “Come on,” I said as I grabbed his hand. “What?” he chuckled as he followed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started dancing with him. He placed his hands against my hips. He leaned down and kissed me softly, I smiled against his lips. “Should I even ask if you’re having fun?” he whispered in my ear. “I’m always having fun when I’m with you” I whispered into his ear. I laid my head down against his shoulder as we moved to the music. We left pretty late and got to the hotel in the wee hours of the morning. We crashed as soon as we hit the bed, and just to think we had another day. I snuggled to his chest as I could hear my phone going on. I ignored it and rolled back to snuggle to him. “let’s skip today” he groaned. “Sounds like a plan” I whispered. We skipped Coachella day 2 and just relaxed at the hotel, having dinner with my family. The rest of our L.A. trip was full of laughter and fun, it was nice to have him around. My family loved him and so did I.

Authors Note: I started this back in the summer, I don't know if you guys want me to finish it or not. Let me know if you do. I also know Coachella is in April and nowhere near summer break. I just went with it so I hope you enjoy it! 

[rockyscactus]

dating zion would include

- hyping each other tf up !

- "OOH MY BABY SO FINE"

- "look at my man!!"

- roasting on the guys

- "baby shark doo doo doo doo" when nick's pissing you guys off

- "blondes" you both roll your eyes as austin gasps

- "how many fingers" when brandon goes to clean his glasses

- "EGGWINNNN" just because

- him pranking you

- you ALWAYS getting him back bc you are that bitch

- "look at my baby, flipping those pancakes"

- you:

zion: damn you're sooo fiiiine

- being the life of EVERY party

- being the first people on the dance floor

- not giving af what people think, as long as you have each other

- him teaching you all the new choreo

- him being hella jealous

- AND PETTY

- "go chill with your other boyfriend"

- you being just as petty

- "i'll tell him you say hi"

- he acts like he hates your attitude but he's highkey glad he has someone who aint afraid to fight back

- "watch that mouth of yours", he tries to tell you

- "shut the hell up"

- the guys are more than shocked that he's 1000% commited *for once* and that he's absolutely OBSESSED with you

- him overall just giving you nothing but love and affection 💓💖💕🖤

[pm-my-hubbies]

Mother Knows Best | A.P.

Summary: A visit back home to see Austin’s family suddenly turns sour when readers life is exposed.

Word Count: 1.2k

Pairing: Austin Porter x Black!Reader

A/N: This is a bit of an AU fic. I know Mama Porter would never be like this towards Austin’s lovers but the idea came to mind while I was at work today. And I used him because our hearts need more Austin content on here so here you go.

“Be yourself, he said. She’ll love you, he said.” I angrily muttered as I tossed a T-shirt of mine back into my suitcase. “Love me my ass. I’m getting the Hell outta here.”

In the few hours I’d been inside of Austin’s childhood home, I believed everything was going according to plan. We flew from Los Angeles to Charlotte, North Carolina because somebody had been begging to meet me, Austin’s girlfriend of six months. I bonded with Ryan over simple guy topics; sports, TV shows, the latest video games, you name it. Mason wasn’t here due to prepping for his wedding but Austin promised to FaceTime him later for the introduction. Mr.Porter resembled my father; chill but made sure to remind his sons who the man of the house was. Mrs.Porter? Well, she was a different story.

I went along with Austin’s words prior to us flying out here: being myself. And I believed she accepted that. Like any other kid with their parent, I revealed my goals and dreams as an individual, how school was panning out for me, what I did to earn money, what my parents did for a living, and so on. His mom attentively listened, like she was genuinely interested in the life I was raised in and built for myself when my parents set me free. She offered advice when my struggles were exposed and throughout her speaking, Austin held my hand like the caring boyfriend he was.

I scoffed. Caring. It didn’t even fit him anymore! He was more than likely downstairs plotting how to tell me things were over.

Moments before I commenced my repacking, I was headed downstairs for the dessert Mrs.Porter promised was “the best in the household”. What stopped me from entering the kitchen was hushed but frantic whispering.

“I don’t know Austin. Something doesn’t feel right.” whispered his mother. “I don’t think she’s the right one for you.”

“Mom, what the Hell?” he responded. I knew that phrase with him. When said, it was laced with confusion and frustration because Austin was currently at a loss for appropriate words to fit the scenario.

“Watch your tone! I am not one of your friends.” A deep sigh was heaved. “Sweetie, I don’t think she has her life together yet. From the looks of it, she’s having a difficult time with obtaining auditions.”

“So? What does that have to do with me?” By then, he was probably crossing his arms.

“Your career Austin. You’ve been placed in a band by one of the greatest music critiques on the planet. Y/N is just your average girl trying to make it as well but it’s not working for her. She’s not getting anywhere.”

“Mom, one of my duties as a boyfriend is to support her in anything she’s determined to do. Of course, she’s struggling but at the end of the day, I’m picking her back up so she can try again and eventually make it.”

“The last thing you need to be doing Austin is taking care of a child. Y/N is still in college and you’re not. You’ve got a job as a singer and you can’t let her lifestyle pull you down. The minute that happens, there’s no coming back up for air.”

Then there was silence and my stomach dropped. Austin wasn’t saying anything and when he didn’t say something, it meant he was mulling over his opponents response. It’s what he did with me before he agreed that I was right.

The silence was cut but the words pooling from my so-called boyfriends mouth didn’t cure my nerves. “Alright, I’ll um… I’ll talk to her. I mean, I didn’t even think of it like that.”

“Good. I just hope she understands that what you’re doing is for the best. For you and her.”

Who was this woman? Who was she to be judging my relationship with her son? Oh, that’s right: she’s Austin’s fucking mother. And like the old saying goes: “Mother knows best.”

I had just zipped up my suitcase when the bedroom door opened. Knowing it was Austin because we were supposed to be staying in his room for the time being, I refused to look at him as I heaved my bag off of his bed and onto its wheels.

“Wh-what’re you doing?” was the first thing he said. The nerve of this guy, I tell you.

“I’m leaving.” I simply answered.

“And going where?”

“Back to Los Angeles, Austin.” I turned around to finally look at him and immediately regretted doing so. His eyes held sadness behind them, something I rarely caught a glimpse of when he was doubting his skills as a singer. But then I remembered why my hand was gripping the handle of my luggage so hard that my knuckles lightened. “Don’t try to play the Guilt Card on me. I heard every single thing downstairs between you and your mother.”

“What?”

“Yeah, you forgot that I was coming back down for dessert? Seriously, if you’re going to talk about me, the least you can do is wait until I fall asleep or I’m at least a five minute drive from your house. You and her both had the audacity to question my life and how it would affect yours.”

He sighed in realization, placing his head in his hand. “Y/N, it’s not what you think.”

“Then what is it exactly that I’m thinking Austin? I heard her clearly: I’m not the one for you because I can’t get my shit together. And instead of you defending me, you side with her. What kind of bullshit is that?”

“Baby, you have to understand--”

“Don’t call me that, you do not get to call me that name after what I heard down there.” I snapped with my index finger pointing directly at him.

He huffed. “Fine. Y/N, you have to understand that she’s only looking out for you and me.”

I shook my head, appalled at his response. “Are you fucking kidding me right now? I’m the last person she’s thinking about. I’ve only known her for a few hours and she’s judging how our relationship is gonna end up because I’m not like you. I’m not famous and living on my own. I’m just a kid trying to graduate college and begin my career and she’s assuming my young adult life is going to ruin yours. Austin, she’s only thinking about you.”

“No she’s not!” he argued.

“Yes she is! And you’re too oblivious to see it because she’s your damn mother!” I yelled.

Both of our eyes widened in shock. I’d never raised my voice before, let alone Austin. And thinking about it now, my cheeks were wet from tears. Fuck, this is really screwing me up.

I shook my head and wiped my cheeks. Austin made a move to come forth and comfort me but I shoved his hands away, grasping the handle of my bag again.

“I have to go.” I spoke, a quiver obvious in my voice. Before I could exit the room, I faced Austin one last time. “When you finally go back to L.A., don’t even bother trying to hit me up on some friendly bullshit because that’s not what I wanted between us. Delete my number right now and don’t even think about getting your friends to contact me.”

He only stared with furrowed brows and watered eyes. All I could do was shake my head in shame and move on.

Part 2????

[nicksbbyg-blog]

❀ preference // 3 ❀

summary: his contact name on your phone...

Austin: Daddy 😜

Brandon: Sugar Lips 😉😘

Edwin: Cuddlebug ☀️❤️

Nick: Stud Muffin 😏✨

Zion: String Bean 💕

[zionszendaya]

Dating Zendaya Coleman ( For Zion)

• cute Instagram pictures.

• cheek kisses.

• her wrapping arms around from behind and resting her head on your back to listen to your heart beat.

• ice cream dates.

• you being her hype man at her photoshoots.

• “ baby..stop it”

• her cuddle in towards your body to get more body warmth.

• her roasting the fuck outta you.

• “ awe.. is my little palm tree mad?”

• you being her date to her movie premieres.

• you guys being the IT couple.

• her helping with songs.

• you teaching her dance choreography.

• warm embraces.

• soft kisses; sometimes long.

• movie nights.

• bunch of I love you’s

• very loyal to you.

• you get jealous of her and Noon( her dog).

• Elom always calling you sister in law.

• fun trips to Canada.

• her wearing your Maple left chain even thought she’s not from Canada.

• secretly sneaking into your concerts.

• her being a very supportive girlfriend.

• “ you know I’ll always support you bubba.”

[e-dwinh-onoret]

PRETTYMUCH Preference 1: How You Meet

Brandon: Y'all went to school together! (For all my Texas peeps 🤑) You were both really interested in music, so you clicked immediately. Now that he's in the band, he still always looks to you for artistic advice. You're his partner in crime.

Edwin: Edwin followed you on instagram and developed a crush on you when he started stalking your page. For a while, he just commented on your pictures, but eventually, he slid into your DMs. And the rest is history.

Zion: He met you on tour; you wanted to take a picture with him and the other boys. The vibe was so cool, and he thought you were so funny. And you were so beautiful he couldn't keep his eyes off you. So before you left, he asked for your number.

Nick: Back when Nick was on ABDC, your crew was on the show, too. You were always friends, but at one point, you guys fell off. Now that you're older, you've become an accomplished choreographer. Guess what new band you've been hired to choreograph for: your old pal Nick's band. Needless to say, you guys reconnected in a more romantic way than expected.

Austin: You and Austin have been best friends since childhood. Two kids with a fervor to get out of North Carolina and see what the world has to offer. Things didn't become romantic until high school, and his involvement in the band inspired you to go to LA with him and find your path.

[prettyxmuch]

I think I will start writing imagines for them when they release more videos, cause what I know of their personalities right now is very vague. Still feel free submit ideas 😊💛