#ptv fluff

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This is beautiful

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Pierce The Veil: I'm Gonna Change The World

Request: A PTV one where you guys are all teenagers,like right before the boys became famous. On the 4th of July, you’re all popping fireworks and having a great time,then once its over you all just lay down and watch other fireworks go off and you ask what they see in their future and they respond with how they want to travel the world and make music and save people through their music and they want to take you with them so you could photograph every moment FLUFF!

The humid wind of San Diego’s summer air passed through your hair just as you were about to light another sparkler. It was The Fourth of July and you were spending it with your four closest friends; Jaime Preciado, Tony Perry, and Vic and Mike Fuentes. All five of you were in Tony’s front yard and having as much fun as you could this summer before your senior year started. 

"(Y/N)!" Mike called, snapping your attention from the sky to him, "We’re gonna light some fireworks, come on!" He laughed. You saw the boys holding a firework in place, queuing you to go over and light it up, since you had the best lighter.  

A tiny bit hesitant, you lit up the firework, “Run!” You screamed, scared it would blow up if it didn’t work. All five of you ducked behind some bushes and waited carefully if all else failed. Tony, knowing you were just as nervous as him, held onto you. With a big POP, the firework shot up from the sidewalk to the sky, and when it finally blew up, it left colors of blue and red across the sky. You all ooh’d and ahh’d at what the firework left. 

"Well that didn’t end as badly as I thought it would." Vic laughed; standing up from the bushes we were hiding behind and going to grab another firework in the garage. The rest of you left the bush as well and decided to light some more sparklers, spelling out things with them, taking some pictures on your Polaroid camera. 

"Hey, (Y/N)! Take this picture of me!" Jaime called, trying to move the sparkler near his mouth so it would look like he was eating it. With a small giggle and a snap of your camera, you took the picture and showed it to Jaime, the other boys getting curious to see how it looked, went to see it too.

"Wow that’s actually really good, (Y/N)." Mike said, getting a closer look of it. 

"Thanks, Mike. I’ve been having this camera for a while, so I guess I already got use to how it works." You smiled; happy they liked how it came out. 

"Yeah, (Y/N). Whatever happened to your other fancy-shmancy camera?" Tony asked, referring to your professional camera. 

"It died and I didn’t feel like waiting for it to finish charging." You shrugged, despite it being your favorite camera, "Plus, I wouldn’t want to miss a minute hanging with you guys today." 

"Aw, same here, (Y/N)." Tony chuckled, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. 

"Group hug, I see!" Vic called from the garage, seeing all of you huddled with each other, suddenly leaving the firework by where he was standing to pounce on the four of you. 

"Watch the hair!" You shrieked, swatting Vic’s hand away, smirking at his actions. Vic apologized and pulled everyone in closer, squeezing you the tightest, practically taking the air out of you. The hug lasted about a good ten seconds before Mike and Jaime pulled away to fixed their hair.

"Anyway," Vic snorted, "Time to light that beautiful baby." going back to the firework he set down. "Care to do the honors and light it again, (Y/N)?" he asked, Tony now holding it with him. 

"I’d love to." you curtsied, skipping to them with the lighter in your hand. Mentally counting to three, you lit it, and before you could run, Tony picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. "What are you doing, Tony?!" You squealed, as Tony ran far from the firework.

"I just saved you, (Y/N). A thank you would be nice.” He told you once he set you down. 

You huffed air out of your nose, “Thank you, Tony. For saving my life.” You said sarcastically, “Now, shush and let’s see this thing blow.” slapping his chest, continuing to look up at the sky. You heard Tony grumble jokingly, then, you heard a loud POP, followed a light going up into the sky, exploding into a million different colors. 

"That’s so rad, man!" Tony said, completely energized as he ran through the grass with his arms flung out. 

"Alright, calm down." Jaime chuckled at Tony, "I thought you were a turtle! Not a bird." The rest of the boys, including Tony, laughed at Jaime’s dumb joke.

"How about we put on some music, hm?" Mike asked, taking out his small radio and some of his CD’s he kept in Tony’s house. 

"Ohh," You said, intrigued, "What song are you going to play?" 

"It’s a little playlist I made," He smirked, popping the CD inside, "Just listen and you’ll know what it is." 

As he stated, within two seconds, you all heard it on full blast. The one song you were especially hoping it wasn’t. You looked at the boys’ faces and saw the pure terror that was in them, except Mike’s who was next to the radio smiling at the beginning lyrics. 

“Let the bodies hit the floor. Let the bodies hit the floor.”

"Mike, no!" You all exclaimed in unison. 

"Mike, yes!" Mike said, pleased with himself. Before anyone could do anything, the song boomed out and began to play so loud you were sure the whole neighborhood. 

“Let the bodies hit the... FLOOR!”

As the song progressed, you saw a light come on from one of neighbor’s house. They gave you all the stink eye and kept staring until Mike got the idea. 

"Turn it down, idiot!!" Vic said, running towards Mike and the radio and turning the volume down until it was completely mute. The grouchy neighbor turned off the light and shut their curtains, most likely returning to the sleep they were in until Drowning Pool interrupted.

"Why’d you turn it down?!" Mike questioned, leaning his hand to put the volume up, which you swatted away. 

"Those guys were about to call the cops on us!" You said, half yelling, half whispering. "Remember! It’s like midnight, and some people aren’t feeling like putting up with annoying teenagers today!" 

"Ugh, fine." Mike pouted, taking out the CD. "Guess I’ll just have to play my other CD.” He said, tossing the CD away and taking the new CD and putting it in the radio, lightly putting the volume up so it wouldn’t disturb anyone else. All of you paid attention carefully to the song that was just playing, how it had a basic soft rhythm to it. 

"What song is this?" You asked, amazed by how an instrumental song can sound so unique.

"Rumble." Mike smirked, going to the garage again and grabbing the last of the sparklers, handing it to everyone. You quickly grabbing your camera you set down not too long ago.

"Last lights of the night for us, you guys." Vic pouted, holding up his lighter to spark everyone’s, and then his. "Let’s make it count." He smiled, running up and down the street, drawing out things with the sparkler. Eventually, you were all out in the middle of the street, in the middle of the night, running around with sparks in your hands. Yelling, laughing, and you taking pictures of it all until the last sparklers burned out. 

"Damn," Jaime said, as all of you rejoined in Tony’s front yard. "Guess we’ll just have to watch some fireworks now." He sighed. 

"Then let’s go on the roof!" Tony suggested, all of you racing to see who could get on top first. Tony winning, of course. You all lied down, next to each other, you in between Mike and Tony to keep warm since you were the smallest, and it was starting to get cold. Tony noticed, and gave you his sweater, which you gladly took and wrapped around yourself. 

"I can’t’ wait ‘till summer’s over, then we can start making music." Jaime sighed in content.

"Yeah," You smiled smally, "How do you think you guys are going to handle the whole music biz.” not taking your view away from the breathtaking sky. 

"I’m not sure," Vic said, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"I think you guys will do great, if that makes you feel any better." You giggled, shuffling your arm over Mike to give a soft punch on Vic’s shoulder. 

"Thanks, (Y/N). That means a lot, actually." He noted, grinning. 

"Imagine it," Jaime said, "Traveling the world, first state-to-state, then countries.” 

"All the places!" Tony mentioned, all of you knowing how he loves to go on adventures. 

"And the babes." Mike added, "Groupies galore." 

"Shut up, Mike." You laughed, nudging his shoulder lightly. All the other guys joining in. "All I know is that you guys better make your music meaningful."

"Of course, (Y/N)." Vic said, "We’re gonna change the world with what we have planned. No matter how long it’ll take." 

"I want someone to come up to us and say that they never gave up, because of the music we made.” Mike said, seeming amazed how complex the topic turned. 

"One day, you guys. One day." Tony smiled, followed by everyone going quiet. The only sound you heard were the fireworks being blown up and the breathing of the boys. 

"Hey!" Vic practically roared out, causing all of you to jump at the sudden interruption of silence. "(Y/N)! Show us the pictures you took. I really want to see them!" Pointing to the stack of pictures you’ve had in your hand the entire time. "Here, I brought a flashlight." He chuckled, digging a small but bright flashlight out of his jacket. 

"Well, alright." You agreed sheepishly. Nervously taking the flashlight and lighting them over the dozens of photos you took. "Don’t judge you guys. I didn’t have my professional camera with me today." As you slowly flipped through all the photos, you heard the boys’ positive response to them.

"Are you kidding me, (Y/N)?!" Tony asked rhetorically, grabbing some photos, "These are amazing!" 

"Yeah, (Y/N). If you took some this good with your Polaroid, imagine how good they would be if you brought the other one!" Jaime added, patting you on the back, making you giggle. 

"Thanks, wow I honestly thought they weren’t so good. Thanks, aw." You said bubbly, astonished by how amazed they were with the photos.

"This gives me an idea, (Y/N)." Vic said, "I’m sure you’ll like just as much as the guys will." 

"What?" You, Tony, Mike, and Jaime said at the same time, causing weird looks shared with each other. 

"How’d you like to be our official photographer!" He said, more of a statement rather than a question. "I know I’ll miss you when we take off for touring and stuff. And so will the guys! So, what do you say?" He asked. You, out of all the people he knew, to travel with them and capture every moment of it. They all had their eyes on you, with hope in their eyes that you’ll say yes. 

"Well, I-" You started, second guessing yourself. Oh, what did it matter, you’re all almost done with high school anyway. "Of course I’ll do it!" 

The boys cheered and tackled you, squeezing the life out of you. Letting go once you started gasping for air.

"It’s going to be so much fun, (Y/N)! Just watch!" Vic beamed out, hugging you tightly once again.

"Yeah!" Tony simpered, looking ecstatic. "All the fun memories waiting to happen! The people we’ll meet!" 

"Let’s take a group picture now, to remember this night forever." Jaime offered, looking at you to take out your Polaroid. 

"Smush together, everyone!" You smiled; making sure the flash was on. As soon as you knew they were close enough, you snapped the shot. Taking out the picture seconds later and looking at how nice it was. "My first selfie with the Polaroid, I think." You giggled.

"This is just the beginning, think about it!" Mike yelled, "The five of us, best buds for life." 

"Aw, I love you guys so much." You said, getting emotional, "I can’t wait."

"We love you, too, (Y/N)." Mike said for the whole group, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, kissing your temple as a large firework popped, "We love you, too." 

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Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?

fashionablywretched asked: “Can you write one about Mike? Im not too picky about details… But can it be fluff? :3 “ 

A/N - This is my first band imagine so I hope you like it. Sorry if it’s a bit short :s

Title credit: Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High? - Arctic Monkeys.

Words: 590

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I had been dating Mike for over a year, and within the seemingly short period of time, his habits (good and bad) began to rub off on me. His weed smoking, for example, was something I had adapted to. However, upon seeing me at my lowest (or highest if you look at it that way.) he and I made a deal. We both went cold turkey from the drug.

That was two months ago. And here I am in an abandoned playground high as a kite. Mike had called at least 12 times and sent numerous text messages, but I wasn’t having it tonight. I threw my phone into the mulch and began to climb to the tall, sketchy playhouse roof.

For being high, I certainly could appreciate the beauty of the night sky. It was cold when I first arrived, but now as I started to calm down from the adrenaline, I started to shake from the winter temperatures of night. Of course, I hadn’t brought a jacket. So I faced two choices. I could attempt to find my way home, which would be quite unsafe considering my current state. Or, I could wait it out and maybe fall asleep out here, but if Mike doesn’t find me somehow I could risk hypothermia.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice shouting in the distance that interrupted my train of thought. It was Mike. I froze, and not because I was freezing, but because the thought of the conversation that was about to take place scared the hell out of me. (I was pretty cold too.) The sound of crunching mulch became louder by the second and soon enough, I felt Mike’s eye on me.

He spoke slowly as if with hesitation, “(Y/N)?… holy shit… Can.. can you come down please?” I didn’t say anything in response, I simply slid down the roof and Mike caught me mid-air. He cradled me in his arms for a few minutes while he looked me over to see if I was hurt. Without saying anything, Mike began walking, but I didn’t pay attention where to because the smell of his cologne soothed my mind and I relaxed in his arms as I felt my eyes flutter. All I remember before I drifted off to seep was the sound of a car engine being turned on.

I woke up on the living room couch of Mike & I’s apartment. Piecing the previous events together in my head, I mentally cursed myself for breaking the pact. Mike was sitting next to me on the couch, eyes focused intently on the television. His eyes were red, but not from weed.

He had been crying.

“…Mike?” I stammered. I was half asleep and my voice was scratchy, barely making out his name. But, somehow he heard me. His head whipped in my direction and he almost instantly wrapped his arms around my small body and pulling me into a tight embrace.

I tried to speak but he stopped me by placing a finger on my lips. “We can talk about why later, sunshine. Right now I need you to cheer up.” Mike’s hands wandered through my hair and I nodded in response. We proceeded to rest on the couch with our fingers intertwined and bodies pressed against each other. He was whispering sweet nothings in my ear, telling me how important I am, how worried he was, how much he loves me, and so on.

I whispered, “I love you too.” In response and fell asleep once again.

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Jaime Preciado: Couldn't Take It

Request: A Jaime Preciado Imagine? :) He’s back from tour for a few days now and Y/N is sleeping and he wakes her up tickling her while making a instagram video. And Y/N is really not a morning person says ‘i hate you’ and turns away but he just laughs and is really happy to have her back. And then they’re cuddling and fluff. And after that he ends the video with filming themselves cuddling and he whispers in the phone camera: ‘she loves meh’ :D

It has been four days since your boyfriend of one and a half years, Jaime Preciado, came back from tour with his band Pierce the Veil, and you couldn’t be anymore excited. Since he came back all you two did was catch up on missed date nights and days in watching movies, just like old times. And today was one of those staying in days, which meant pajamas all day and movies.

"Hey, babe?" Jaime called to you from the kitchen, snapping you out of your happy haze.

"Yes, Jaime?" you answered, still giggling from a dumb knock knock joke Jaime just told you.

"Want some popcorn? I made too much and I really regret this decision." He said, hearing him trip and fall, making you roll your eyes and get up to see what was the commotion about.

"Jaime I’m pretty sure there’s no such thing as too much popcorn.” you laughed, walking into the kitchen entry way, only to see Jaime still lying on his back, bowls of popcorn lying on the counter.

Jaime saw you and propped himself up slowly, “Hey (Y/N). I was really hoping you’d stay on the couch.” he murmured, ”So, want some popcorn?” he chuckled, grabbing one big bowl and handing it in your direction.

"You’re such an idiot." you giggled, taking the bowl from him and heading back on the couch, turning on the DVD player and turning off the lights.

Jaime jumped from the back of the couch and sat next to you, causing you to bounce up from the couch, “I got my popcorn,” he smiled, eating one, “But there’s still like three other bowls.” he pouted.

You threw one of your popcorn pieces at him, “Well good look with that, Jaime. You’re on your own.” sticking your tongue out to him and facing the movie.

"Oh I see how it is, (Y/N). Gonna make me get even fatter?" he joked, shoving a handful of popcorn in his mouth as the opening credits played.

"You’re not going to get fat, you lard." scooching next to him more and kissing him on the cheek, feeling his face warm up under where your lips were touching.

"At least I can count on you to love me." he smiled, wrapping an arm around you tightly, placing his lips on your temple.

You smiled and looked up to him, “Of course, loser. Now come on, shush up and eat your bowls of popcorn.” sharing a loving kiss with him and watching the rest of the movie.

As the movie progressed Jaime was on his second and a half bowl of popcorn and you could hear him groaning, giving up and putting the bowl on the coffee table in front on you two.

"Couldn’t take the heat?" you giggled, staring at all the empty bowls scattered around you and him.

"I regret this decision immediately, (Y/N). I never thought there was such a thing as too much, ugh, I was wrong." Jaime got up off the couch and grabbed the control to turn the TV off, since the movie was over and you two were completely drained.

"Can you still carry me to the bed, Jaime?" you pouted, sticking your arms out to him.

He smiled smally to himself and took you in his arms, carrying you upstairs bridal style. “(Y/N), remind me that four bags of anything is probably a bad idea.” he chuckled, leaning down near your shared bed to open up the duvet and place you inside of it, Jaime walking over to the other side and doing the same. Wrapping his arms around you, feeling warmth consume you not soon after.

"I love you, Jaime." you sighed, closing your eyes and cozying up in his arms.

"I love you, too, loser." he said. You feeling his chest vibrate from laughing.

"Dork." you mumbled, finally having sleep take over until morning.

You were still sleeping under the large duvet as the morning sun sneaked its way through the curtains, making you groan and cover your face. You tried grabbing for Jaime but he wasn’t there, you were too tired to call for him so you tried going back asleep.

"Pssst. (Y/N)." You heard Jaime whisper, as he opened the door to the bedroom and started creeping in.

"Not now Jaime," you said, cramming your face in the pillows, "Go away."

Just as you said that, you felt the bed shift from him going on it, maybe he was going to go back to bed with you.

"Yes now, (Y/N)." Jaime yelled, turning you over so he could tickle your sides, making you stir out of his grip, uncontrollably laughing under him.

"Cut it out, Jaime! I’m going to murder you!" you said between breaths, slapping his chest, until you noticed his phone in his hands, which made you stop and cover your face.

"I love you though, babe." Jaime laughed, getting off you and sitting next to you.

"Shut up. I hate you." you grumbled, now hiding under the duvet and pillows.

"She loves me." Jaime said proudly, to what you were guessing his phone.

"Why did you record me, Jaime. You know i’m not one for the mornings." you pouted, uncovering yourself and facing him sitting up.

"Because I love you, babe." He answered, typing something into his phone, "and, Post."

"You didn’t!" you shrieked out of pure terror.

"Oh but I did, (Y/N)!" Jaime said, wrapping his arms around you, which you slapped off. "It’s too late, it’s already been done. I love you." he continued

"Ugh, I hate you. Everyone is going to think I’m some lunatic. Oh my god." You said, rubbing your face to wake yourself more.

"Actually, the opposite." he smirked.

"What do you mean?" you questioned, raising your eyebrows to him.

"Look, babe." he chuckled, showing you all the comments on the video that wasn’t even posted two minutes ago:

She is so cute! 💕

I wish I had a relationship like you guys 😭

Too perfect! Such a babe even in the morning

You guys are the cutest couple ever!

She must really love you if she hasn’t killed you yet 😂😂😂

Oh my god you guys are the best 💖

And many more comments beyond that, to your amazement.

"See? I told you everyone loves you, I know I do." he said slyly, leaning down to kiss your lips.

"I love you, too Jaime." you giggled, bringing him down with you so you could lie on his chest.

"Am I going to be like this until you fall asleep again?" he questioned, since you were already bundled up next to him.

"You know me so well, Jaime. I love you" you laughed, kissing him on the lips again, resting your head on his chest. Trying to get back your lost sleep.

"I love you, too." you felt him chuckle, rubbing his hand up and down your back soothingly.

[bandimaginessssniggie]

I Can't Take Anymore (Part 2); Hey Shawn

Request (s): I'd love part two of "I can't take anymore." !!!! ( T_T)＼(^-^ )

Please do a part 2!

Part 1: http://bandimaginessssniggie.tumblr.com/post/76167340306/i-cant-take-anymore-part-1

*Tony's POV*

I ran to the closet since the backdoor was too far.

"He-hey Shawn, what are you doing here so early?" Y/N asked.

"Shut up. Did I ask you to talk you dirty slut? No."

"Well you didn't give me a chance to answer..."

"Are you talking back to me?"

"No no no I was just-Shawn stop! NO, please don't do this, please!" I heard Y/N yell. How could he be so cold-hearted? After about 7 minutes of hitting, cursing, and crying, there was pure silence & footsteps up the stairs. I decided to step out of the closet. My head hurts from all those times he banged Y/N against the door. Shawn wasn't there, but Y/N was on the floor, in a corner, holding her side, crying. 

"Oh no, Y/N." I ran to her. "You could spend the night at my house, if you want."

"P-please." She whispered. We got some clothes from the laundry in the basement & left.

*Your POV*

"Hey, you ok?" Tony asked. You were at his house now, safe & sound, sitting on the couch in his living room. He gave you some hot chocolate to keep you warm & some ice for you side. 

"Um, I think so." You replied shifting the ice.

"I'm so sorry Y/N, I should've done something."

"What could you have done?"

"Not hide in the closet like a puss-"

"You weren't a pussy Tony, you did what you had to do."

"No. If I did, I would've protected you. And you wouldn't have gotten hurt...again."

"Tony, it's fine. You did protect me. You took me into your home & I love you for that." It broke your heart that he thought he didn't protect you. 

"Are you sure?"

"Positive, now go to sleep." He led you to your room and sat on the bed.

"Now if you need anything, you know I'm just across the hall," He said while heading towards the door.

"Hey Tone?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you." He smiled and left. 

~

Part 3?

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Tony Perry: Sort of Hoping That You'd Stay

Request: Can you write an imagine where you are a normal girl (dont have piercings, tattoos, dyed hair) and you go to warped and catch tony perry’s attention because you are very classy and feminate?

A/N: This is my oldest request in my inbox and you’ve waited long enough, here you go!  ♡

There you were, standing under some tent for shade in the blazing heat, attending Warped Tour for the first time. The only reason you only agreed to be here in the first place is because your friend, Violet, needed a ride and you really did like this music, more or less. Hell, you barely even knew about Warped Tour until she told you about it a couple days ago.

But right when you and her saw Real Friends, and she zoomed off to see A Day to Remember at their merch tent when she saw that Jeremy tweeted he was there, leaving you behind. It was alright, it was too hot for running, and you didn’t really listen to ADTR anyway. 

At least it wasn’t too hot, barely over 90 degrees, but still, Cali weather could get annoying at times. So you grabbed some water from the hydration tents and decided to wander. You got your check two days ago, too, so you were looking forward to buying some cool new merch.

Walking along some tents, seeing some nice crop tops and tie-dye shirts that were catching your eye from time to time. That’s also another thing you learned about Warped, the sense of style they offered, and what you had to wear if you came to see bands.

You of course, not knowing anything, brought a white crop top with short sleeves, high rise Levi shorts, and white converse. The converse were probably your biggest mistake, but they were new so you kept avoiding the dusty parts of the ground and watching where people stepped. Drinking from your water, you quickly put on your circular shades and continued walking.

You stopped in your tracks when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket, probably from Violet. She said she was hanging out with ADTR and some other band and would meet up with you later, great.

Texting her back that it was fine, continuing to walk forward, a man bumped into you and accidentally stepped on your shoes, making you shriek and fall back. Just as you were about to fall on your butt, the man instinctively grabbed you and helped you back up. Scanning you with his eyes to see if you were hurt.

"I’m so sorry! I should’ve seen where I was going." He rambled on, still holding on to your lower waist, awkwardly letting go, making you giggle.

When he did, you noticed how many tattoos he had, probably worked here, and how he had a smile that just changed your whole mood, he was pretty tall, too. With a piercing just below his left eye.

"It’s fine, I was texting, if anything it was my mistake." you apologized back.

"But look at your shoes! I’m sorry about that." 

"Hey, I’m the one who wore white anyway, no need to say sorry." you reassured, seeing him blush deeply as he kept talking.

"Well, uh, want me to make it up to you somehow, you seem pretty hot. Wait- not in the "hot" hot kind of way. I mean, you are and all, but," He laughed out, you doing the same, "You wanna go on my tour bus? There’s air conditioning. If you’re not busy, or, here with anyone special." he hinted at the end, making you roll your eyes a little.

"I’m not actually. And, I would love to go somewhere air conditioned, Cali weather is too much for me today." You smiled, taking his arm that he offered out, you saw him smile a tiny bit more as you did. Leading you far from where your both were until you reached rows of buses galore, joking around the entire way, he sure knew how to make you laugh.

"So, are you a tech for a band or something?" you asked, trying to get his name.

"Well, actually," he started, "I’m in a band, Pierce the Veil. We’re pretty popular, not to sound cocky, but yeah. I play the guitar."

"Wow, that’s really cool." you said, impressed, "And what is this guitarist’s name?" 

"Tony. Tony Perry. What’s your name, mystery girl?"

"(Y/N) (Y/L/N)." you smiled, stopping next to him when he walked in front of a bus door, putting a code and unlocking it, leading you inside, revealing a large living space inside. 

"That’s a very cute name, (Y/N)." Tony said, handing you a cold water bottle, sitting you in the back lounge, "It really suits you."

You blushed a bit and twiddled with your thumbs as he sat down across from you, “I bet you say that to all the girls.” you smiled, making eye contact when you saw him staring at you.

"Not really, actually." He smirked, moving to sit next to you, making you nervous, "You’re.. different." he finished

You arched your brow, “Different?” you asked, turning to face him criss-cross, “How exactly am I different, Mr. Perry?” 

"You’re," he smiled, shifting his body a little to face back at you, "well, such a different look from what I constantly see." 

That didn’t really help, it made you even more confused, and you were pretty sure he could tell by your facial expression.

"What i’m saying is," he continued, reaching for one of your hands, stroking it with his thumb, "Every one I see at concert always have these hair extensions and dyed hair, sometimes they even have more tattoos than me.” He moved some hair that fell to your face and moved it behind your ear, “You’re so beautiful, (Y/N). The way you dress, your hair, and those beautiful eyes.. your soft skin.” he mumbled leaning forward with every word, staring at your soft lips. 

You did the same and slowly leaned forward, snaking your arms around the back of his neck as he wrapped his around your lower waist. Tony looked at you one more time, then placed his lips carefully on yours, feeling a fire erupt in your stomach. He slowly lied back down and you got on top of him, running your fingers through his hair, Tony placing his hands on your ass, giving it a little squeeze.

When you pulled away he spoke, “Woah.” he smiled, as you rested your forehead on his.

"Woah indeed, Mr. Perry." you giggled, pecking him on the lips quickly, both of you blushing until your cheeks resembled a fire hydrant.

"You know (Y/N). I have a good three hours before any one starts to call me over to start playing, wanna watch a movie or something?" He was so considerate, not trying to move fast or anything. He was nothing like you pictured someone in a band. You nodded you head and he smiled, setting you off him gently and rushing out the room, coming back with blankets and Star Wars Episode I.

"I love that movie." you admitted, you were never one for sci-fi, but you were such a nerd for that movie.

His faced dropped when you told him, and grinned widely, placing the disc in the player hopping back on the couch with all the blankets covering you both up.

"I’m love this movie too! Look." he said, showing his knuckle tattoos to you, showing the printing, STAR WARS on them. 

"That’s so stunning! I love it." you giggled, tracing your fingers over the printing, feeling him shiver. You let go and he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close to his chest as the opening credits played.

The movie was well over, and through out it you and Tony kept quoting lines, laughing when you both accidentally said things at the same time.

Now you were just straddling Tony’s lap, his hands roaming your thighs and ass, leaning his back against the couch, squeezing every now and then, making you squeak out, laughing at your action.

"You’re so cute." he mumbled, as you nipped and nibbled at his tattooed neck, you started smiling against his skin and bit a little. He smirked devilishly and kissed you harshly again, licking the bottom of your lip for permission, which you granted. Your tongues battled and twisted about in each others mouths, only pulling away from time to time for breath. 

"Hey, Tone! You in there?" someone asked through the door, making your stomach drop.

He groaned as you got off him and sat regularly, wanting the friction from the both of you again, “Yeah, I’m here.” he called back, “What is it?”

"We start in 20! Gotta get ready, Tone." the other man said, hearing him shuffle out the bus and leave.

"Wanna see me play?" He asked hopefully, pulling his hand out for you to reach it.

"I would love to." you smiled, taking his hand and walking out to the stage where it was going to be, feeling the air outside getting cooler than before.

As you both arrived he walked you to the side and grabbed his guitar from a man you were guessing was his guitar tech.

"Tone!" someone shouted, the both of you moving your heads in the same direction, revealing a shorter man with no tattoos walking toward you two. "Where were you Tony? The guys and me were looking everywhere." 

"Well I was on the bus, with (Y/N)." he stated, grabbing your hand softly, making your smile.

"Oh, I see." The man smirked, "I’m Vic," he said to you, shaking your hand, "the singer."

"(Y/N)." you replied kindly.

"Well," Vic started, cocking his head in our direction to two other guys who were wandering about. They started walking to you three.

"Everyone, this is (Y/N)." Tony said sheepishly, the guys looking at you and nodding their heads in approval.

"Jaime." the man next to Vic said, shaking your hand.

"Mike, pleasure seeing ya gorgeous." the tallest one said, grabbing your hand and kissing it, making you say hello back uneasily.

The crowd started roaring out as soft music started to boom out from the speakers, “That’s our queue.” Mike smiled, taking the drumsticks in his hand and running to the stage where the drum set was, the crowd erupting out, even more when Jaime waved good bye and ran on too with his base. 

"I’ll see you after, right?" Tony asked, you nodded and smiled, kissing him on the lips softly.

"Good luck." you giggled, letting go. Tony smiled his lovely smile and ran on, playing some strings and starting the music, everyone waiting and yelling out for Vic.

"I haven’t seen Tony look at someone like that in a looong time," Vic said, "Take care of him." He smirked, taking a sip of his water battle. 

"Of course, Vic." you smiled, waving bye to each other once he ran on stage and introduced them selves to the crowd, them screaming and shouting from excitement in response.

"(Y/N)!" you heard a familiar voice yell, you whipped your head and saw your friend running toward your, along with Jeremy from A Day to Remember, well that was shocking. “How’d you get backstage? I thought you didn’t know that many bands?” she asked, Jeremy saying hello to you kindly, you doing the same to him before answering your friend.

"I bumped into Tony, the guitarist when I was wandering around. I guess we just connected." you replied, looking back at him on stage, seeing him get so into the music.

"That’s great!" she said, making you laugh.

"I actually bumped, well, crashed into Violet here, she was so sweet and kind. I invited her to get some lunch with me." Jeremy smiled, grabbing her hand, seeing her face brighten, how sweet was that.

You all talked and laughed more as Pierce the Veil killed it with their set, all the fans shedding tears and jumping up and down. It truly amazed you.

When they played their last song, Tony threw his picks and ran towards you, swooping you off the ground and kissing you roughly. You giggling and peppering his face with smaller sweeter kisses as he set you down. 

"This is my friend, Violet." you introduced them, shaking hands, and Tony giving Jeremy a hug, guess they knew each other.

"You guys wanna hang around my bus? I just need to shower and stuff, don’t wanna cover (Y/N) with any more gross kisses." Tony chuckled. You all agreed and left with him, making small chit chat the whole time.

As Tony came out the shower with fresh clothes, he placed his hands on your shoulders and kissed you, putting you on his lap. 

"Can I see your phone?" He asked, you obliged and handed him it, he typed a number in your contacts and saved it, "My number." He reassured, "We’re staying another day, so if you wanna come here again.." 

"I’d love to." you finished for him, pecking him once again, placing your head on his chest.

"I’m glad, and hey, if Violet wants to come she can too." Tony laughed.

"We will take that offer." Jeremy and Violet said in unison, making you two giggle. 

You lifted your head and placed your fingers through his hair, as he rubbed up and down your back, giving you one last adoring kiss.

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Mike Fuentes: All Wrong

Requests: do you write about PTV? if you do could you please a Mike Fuentes imagine? one where like he’s at the beach with the band and he sees you across the beach with your friends. The guys tease him until he goes over, when he comes over a girl thinks he’s coming for her but he wants you and you think it’s super funny, and then you two talk, and he makes you laugh a lot. he kisses you at sunset and anything you want to add, but super fluffy please!!

Mike’s POV

I just got the last of my things for the day at the beach as my brother Victor pulled up in his car with every one else. We just got off the House Party Tour and decided to have a fun day before we leave our separate ways.

"Get in Mike I want to get there before sun down!" Vic yelled through the window of the car.

"Alright alright." I yelled back, locking my front door and throwing my things next to Tony as I sat with him in back seat.

"Why does Jaime get shotgun again?" Tony huffed out, pretty much all the things they brought they put in the back seat. Not the trunk. So it was pretty crowded back here.

"Because he was ready first. And plus guys threw the duct taped air horn in my bunk like on the last day of tour you little shits." Vic laughed, pulling out my drive way and onto the free way. Pretty much the whole drive there was Jaime and Vic laughing at us trying to get comfortable, which was tough because if Tony moved something, it would go to my side, which just wasn't happening.

"We're here!" Vic sang, making me and Tony huff out and open the back doors, trying not to make anything fall out in the process.

As soon as we got all our things we found a nice spot near the water and since it wasn't the weekend the beach was practically empty. I put on the umbrella for shade as Jaime set out all the towels. When I finally got the thing to actually stand up I sat down with everyone else and started looking around the beach. And then I saw her, with some other girls, my breath hitched in my throat just looking at her, she was so perfect.

"Hey Mike you might wanna put your tongue back in your mouth, flies might get in there." Vic joked.

"Yeah Mike, I didn't know you could feel that way about water." Jaime added, making Vic slap the back of his head.

"He's drooling over the girls over there, you idiot." 

"Ohhhh." Jaime said in realization, Tony falling back from laughing so hard.

"It's just that one girl, Vic, not the other girls" I said, slightly annoyed by them, "Either way it's no business of yours." 

"Uh, actually, it is. You're my little brother and I'm pretty sure I can make fun of you for this kind of shit." Vic laughed out, "And which girl anyway?" 

"Don't worry about which girl!" I slapped his chest, feeling blush creep on my cheeks.

"Well go up to her!" Tony said, finally catching his breath, "Stop being such a twelve year old about it!"

"I'm not twelve!" 

"Well you're acting like it!" Jaime added

"Shut up Jaime you thought I had a crush on the ocean."

"Well that was before-"

"It doesn't matter!" Vic interrupted, "Go up to her already, before I do." He winked, making me shudder.

"Okay, but really," I said standing up, "Shut up." Walking away to her, the guys hollering extremely loud, as I tried not to blush from embarrassment. 

Regular POV

You were hanging out with some of your best friends on the beach, you haven't been out in a while because of your job and you needed some fresh air. The day was going perfect, but one of your friends kept trying to get everyone's attention by her bathing suit, which was getting pretty annoying. 

"We're so happy you came with us (Y/N)! Sometimes it can be boring with you." Your friend, Monica, laughed.

"Well I needed a break, and it's the least I can do for bailing on you guys again and again." you smiled, drinking the last of your soda.

"You need to take a break more often (Y/N)! I've seen you almost pull your hair out because of work!" Lilly added

"You know you're right Lil, I think I will-"

"Hey you guys does my hair look alright?" Evana interrupted, looking in her phone camera.

"You look fine Evana." Lilly gritted through her teeth, she cared more about how she looked than the conversation in general.

Just as you were about to say a piece of your mind someone came up to you all. A tall lanky man who had a lot of tattoos and wore a beanie, even though he had swim trunks on and it was the beach, but you had to admit, he was good looking.

"Um, hey." He said, a bit shy.

"Hello." You smiled, making him blush a little, oh man he was so cute.

"Oh god here we go," Evana sighed, putting her phone down and standing up, "Look, you seem like a nice guy, but i'm way out of your league, let's be honest here." Making the man have an extreme look of confusion on his face.

"Wait no wha-"

"We all know why you're here. And I just want to save you the trouble and say that i'm not interested okay?" She finished, smirking.

"Uhh, I was actually talking to your friend over there." He said, pointing in your direction, feeling your cheeks turn pink.

"What!? (Y/N)?" She said, a bit shocked.

"Yeah." He smiled, "So.. hi again, I'm Mike." 

"Hi, I'm (Y/N)." you giggled.

"Want to go get another drink or something?" He asked

"Sure." you replied once he took your hand and stood you up, as you took your phone, looking at your friends one last time to see them with their mouths open and thumbs up, making you giggle, walking away from them with him.

"I can't believe he didn't want me." You heard Evana grumble

 "Don't flatter yourself Evana," Monica laughed, "Not everyone wants fake hair extensions and a quick fuck." Making Lilly tumble over from laughing, and you could've sworn you saw Mike smile the slightest bit.

As you got further down the beach you started talking with him more, getting comfortable as he kept joking around.

"So were you here all by yourself?" You asked, the beach was so empty now that you realized it.

"No not really," He chuckled, "I was actually here with my band-- well, i'm still here with them."

"Ohhh so you're in a band?" You snickered.

"Yes I am actually, I don't know where they-"

His sentence was cut off by hollering, making him cringe, you widening your eyes in curiosity. Only to see three guys facing you and him.

"Are those the guys?"

"Yeah, they're idiots, that's Tony, that's Vic, and that's Jaime." He sighed out, rubbing the back of his neck, pointing to each of them, as you giggled and waved to them, the guys waving back.

"Come here, I know a place where they won't see us." taking your hand and walking faster down the water near the pier until you were finally under it, with the guys no where in sight.

"This is really beautiful." You smile to him, looking around, seeing some star fish and plants around rocks as you put your feet in the water a tiny bit. Mike placing his as well, putting his arm around your bare shoulder.

"Not as beautiful as you." He smiled down at you as you looked back up, smiling, "that was really cheesy wasn't it?" 

"Yeah it was. But don't worry," you giggle, placing your hand on his cheek, "Cheesy is cute." he smiled one last time before swooping to your height and pulling you into a fiery felt kiss, placing his hands around your waist. You felt fireworks in your stomach, and it would have lasted longer if the seaweed that washed up to your feet didn't make you jump away 10 feet.

"Scared of some seaweed?" He snorted out, kicking the seaweed away.

"No!" You objected, hiding your face, "It just popped up out of nowhere and startled me, that's all." 

He walked up to you and gently took your hands off from your face, "Come on." he smiled, taking your hands once again and helping you up on a rock, him doing the same once you sat down, placing his arm at your waist, looking at the waves come in as they sun came to a set. After a brief silence he spoke up, "You were pretty scared."

"Was not!" You said, facing him again.

"Was toooo." He laughed, grabbing you waist and pulling you into an unexpected kiss, you melting in his arms, placing yours around his neck, pulling away softly.

"You know, I really like you, (Y/N)." He grinned, still nose to nose with you.

"I really like you too, Mike." 

"Here." He said, taking out his phone and exchanging numbers, "We should meet up again, go out for lunch or something."

"I'd like that." You giggled, putting your phone back.

"Hey (Y/N)! Mike!" You heard someone yell, making you both turn your heads to see your friends and the guys from his band.

"We've been looking for you!" Vic yelled.

"Yeah! Let's go home (Y/N)." Lilly added.

Mike jumped from the rock and helped you get off of it, taking your hand as you walked to them.

"I'm glad we found you." Monica laughed, "I thought you might have ran away with Mike over here." feeling your cheeks turn a light blush.

"Yeah Mike you got your brother worried here for a sec." Tony added, Vic giving him a death stare to shut him up.

"Come one love birds let's go." Vic chuckled, walking to the parking lot with everyone else, you and Mike walking a bit slower.

"So, we're still on for lunch or coffee right?" He said once you both reached the cars.

"Yes." You giggled, kissing him one last time.

"Great! I'll call you tomorrow then, (Y/N)." He beamed out, gently letting go of your hands and watching you walk back to your friends, waving good bye one last time as they drove away.