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I’m Liv. 23 years old. Love to travel. Swiftie 🇨🇦

Peaky Blinders

Shelby Sister

4 Brothers, a cousin and a Wedding - as her wedding day approaches, Y/N Shelby has the difficult task of choosing someone to walk her down the aisle.

A Death On Christmas Eve - The bullets missed. The knife didn’t.

Ada - when Y/N Shelby suffers from her first breakup, her big sister is there to pick up the pieces.

Big Brother - a big brother will always have your back.

Big Sister, part 2 - when things go wrong, Finn runs to his reluctant big sister for help

Biscuits - Y/N Shelby’s biscuits are miracle workers. 

Breaking In - Tommy Shelby was thirty seconds to late to save his sister from being kidnapped.

Candles - Y/N Shelby is getting fed up of her candles being used as cigarette lighters

Catch Me? Always - John was always there to catch his sister - even at the very end of his life.

Cluedo - the Shelby brothers and Cluedo are not a good mix

Cold - Y/N has a cold. Her brother’s are overreacting… slightly.

Cousins - Y/N and Michael always have each others backs

Creepy Painting - Y/N finally tells Tommy that she’s dating Isaiah.

Damsel Doing Damage - Y/N is perfectly capable of defending herself

Dance - Tommy and his baby sister dance in the kitchen

Dear Mother - Y/N writes a letter to her late mother

Death - Death comes for everyone in the end

Don’t Cry For Me - Y/N Shelby takes a bullet for Grace

Drunken Kissing - Tommy catches Y/N stumbling in drunk and isn’t happy

Ears Everywhere - Thomas Shelby has eyes and ears everywhere, unfortunately for his sister

Eighteen - Y/N Shelby’s 18th birthday is not at all what she was hoping for

Eldest Shelby, part 2 - What if Arthur wasn’t the oldest?

Eyebrows - Y/N has a complicated relationship with Tommy’s eyebrows

Family - the Shelby’s deadbeat father turns up out of the blue to see his daughter

Feeling ill - Y/N underestimated just how ill she was

Fire in the Hole - Y/N Shelby, Finn Shelby and several explosions

First Kill - Y/N Shelby kills someone for the first time

First Month - Y/N gets her first period with no Ada or Aunt Polly around - just John

Florence Nightingale - WW2 arrived and instead of staying in Birmingham, Y/N followed her brothers to the front line

Fox in the Snow - blind shelby!sis choosing her wedding dress

From Birth to Death - John and Y/N have always been there for each other

Garden Girl - Tommy will probably regret letting his sister do his gardening

Give Me Away - there was only going to be one person that Y/N asked to walk her down the aisle. Tommy just wasn’t expecting it to be him

Go Traveling - Y/N decides to join Esme and the Lees on the road

Grey Lady - something is haunting John’s house

Havoc - Y/N is a child of havoc

Heroes and Villains - Y/N watched her brother become a villain and now she was watching him become a broken hero

Hi, Bi - Y/N Shelby comes out as bisexual to her family

Home - the river was Y/N and Arthur’s special place

Horse Racing - Y/N was simply better at horse racing than Finn

Hung, Part 2, Part 3 - the pardon came to late for Y/N Shelby to avoid the noose

I Have You - Y/N is pregnant and she’s panicking

I’m Done, Part 2 - Y/N is done with being a Shelby and suffering the consequences

I’ve Got You, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7 - a seven part series focusing on each sibling and their relationship with Y/N Shelby

 Idiots, part 2 - Finn has a girlfriend and Y/N is the only sensible one in the family

In the Bleak Midwinter - John wasn’t the only one who died that day.

It Isn’t Your Fault - Y/N can’t stop blaming herself, no matter what her aunt and cousin say

John - John was a father and a brother to Y/N

Killer Sister - Y/N’s fascination with true crime is becoming a little unsettling

Late - Y/N comes home late only to run into Tommy waiting for her

Life - Tommy lost a part of him when Y/N died in his arms

Listening - Y/N and Isaiah are not listening to Finn and it’s driving him insane

Love Shouldn’t Hurt This Much - Y/N falls into her eldest brothers arms when things with Isaiah get too much

Low - it had been one thing after another and Y/N is struggling to cope

Maternal Instinct - John is dead and YN is isolating herself away from everyone but her aunt Polly

Metaphorically or Physically - it all began with a dog

Missing - Y/N runs away from school

My Baby - loosing a child she’d barely known was the hardest thing Y/N would ever go through

New Year’s Eve - Y/N drinks her way through to New Year’s Day

No. Six - Y/N is the sixth Shelby and the youngest

O’Christmas Tree - the Christmas tree is up and Y/N and Finn have been left in charge

OBE, DCM, MM, MP - Tommy’s list of titles is beginning to get ridiculous 

Part 2 to something apparently - genuinely got no idea what this is

Photograph - the Shelby family album has seen a lot

Photos - Y/N Shelby is given a camera for her birthday

Play Nice - Grace and Y/N had never gotten along, no matter how hard Tommy tried

Please Be Proud -  all Y/N wanted to do was make her family proud 

Pressed Flowers - for every bouquet of flowers Y/N received, she saved one and pressed it in the pages of her books

Sarcasm, Part 2 - Y/N Shelby: Queen of Sarcasm

Scavenger - Y/N’s scavenger hunt provides amusement for everyone

School of Art - Y/N Shelby gets accepted into art school

Sent Home - Y/N Shelby gets sent home from school

Shelby Ladies, part 2 - Valentine’s Day sucks when you’re alone and single

Shot - Tommy fixes his sister up after she gets shot

Sibling Pain - siblings hurt each other, that’s just the way it is

Siblings - Finn is the only person allowed to revel in his sisters discomfort

Sixth Sense - Y/N has a sixth sense

Snowballed - When Tommy is grumpy, the solution is to throw a snowball at him

Soft Hair - Y/N has incredibly soft hair

Stand Up For Yourself - it’s time that Y/N stood up to her brothers

Stop Loving You - Tommy and Y/N’s sibling relationship is incredibly volatile

Swan Lake - Y/N dies in Michael’s arms as the ballet concludes

Tantrum - Baby Y/N Shelby knows how to throw a tantrum 

The Grey’s - it might be possible that Y/N loves her aunt and cousin more than her own brother’s

The Letters (first ever fic) - Y/N writes letters to John. Letters that will never be sent or read 

Tired - Y/N’s world turns upside down. Tommy is there to hold her.

Titanic - what if Y/N and Tommy were on the titanic 

Tree - the Christmas tree won’t fit in the car, so Y/N comes up with a unique solution

We’re Twins - Finn and Y/N: the Shelby Twins

Wedding Day - Y/N watches from afar as Tommy married Grace

Wedding Surprise - Y/N returns from boarding school just in time to surprise Tommy at his wedding

When You Are Young - everyone assumes that, just because she’s young, Y/N knows nothing. How wrong they are

Where’s Your Shoe? - Y/N looses her shoe to a puddle

Wild Night Out - John, Y/N and a night out on the town

Women - the Shelby Women take a night off

You’re Allowed to Not Be Ok - Y/N’s boyfriend breaks up with her. John reminds her that it’s ok to hurt

Tommy Shelby

Blind Affection - Tommy loves Y/N. Y/N loves Tommy. It’s just a shame that neither one has realised the other is in love with them.

Finn Shelby

A Little Fall of Rain - The rain and the blood can’t hurt her when she’s lying in Finn’s arms.

F*cking Hell - of course Finn is there to witness one of Y/N’s more embarrassing moments

I Love You - Y/N was scared to admit how much she loved Finn. But things change

I’m Done - Y/N and Finn get into a fight

Overdosed - Finn drags Y/N with him into snow

Runaways, part 2, part 3 - neither Finn’s family nor Y/N’s family approved of their relationship

Sexy and Free - Y/N knows how to fluster Finn (it isn’t difficult)

The Girl With the Tattoo’s - Y/N knows that her tattoo’s aren’t for everyone. She’s just lucky Finn’s family are so accepting.

Wait for Me - ‘this country is at war with Germany’

Young and in Love - when Finn and Y/N find out they’re expecting, they decide to run away and elope with one another

Isaiah Jesus

Prove Yourself - Isaiah is still trying to prove himself worthy of dating Y/N Shelby

Michael Grey

Trapped - Michael and Y/N were supposed to be getting married. Instead, they’re locked in a cupboard.

Bonnie Gold

Bonnie In Love - Forbidden love is always more exciting than normal love. Well, to Bonnie anyway

Flowers - someone keeps sending Y/N flowers and she has no idea who (it’s Bonnie)

Anonymous asked:

hi!! i understand if you don’t feel comfortable writing this but could you maybe do a lil thing where someone from the gang realizes reader tried to like. die. and the gang kinda comforts them? again u don’t need to lol

Mental health with the boys

A/N: i’ve got these two asks that are kinda similar so i’m gonna write a bit of a combination of the two. i’ll also say i’m not very yk- all knowing when it comes to this stuff so i’m only taking from my own experiences.

Tags: angsty fluff maybe?

if you told him you were struggling with your mental health Darry would most likely be the most sensible of the boys in the sense that he’d help you find a therapist over just helping you deal with stuff himself. he’d always be there for you when you needed him and he’d help you come up with coping mechanisms. if it was an ED he might make a meal plan with you and you could come over to the curtis’ every evening for dinner if that helped you to eat. he wouldn’t put pressure to eat though of course.
Soda would be like darry in some ways but also he wouldn’t be in other ways. If he found out you were struggling he would be the most caring and supportive person ever in your healing journey. i honestly doubt that a therapist would be his first thought process but it might come a little later. i think he’d try to keep things lighthearted for the most part to try and help you maybe to forget your problems for a little while when you’re together.
Ponyboy, oh poor pony. he really wouldn’t know what to do, especially since he’s so young. he’d try to comfort you hand help as much as he can but he would most likely go to darry for advice on what to do. the one thing i think he’d do well is noticing when you’re getting anxious or something. maybe you tap your foot or bounce your knee, maybe you fiddle with your pen or switchblade or something. whatever it is he’d notice and when he does notice these things, he probably won’t say anything but he’d put his hand on your arm and then if he knew that you didn’t mind hugs when you were anxious he’d hug you.
Dally..as much as i wanna say “he’d be so supportive and always there for you blah blah blah” he wouldn’t really. i mean he’d try to understand but since he’s spent his whole life burying his emotions and ignoring his problems that he wouldn’t know where to begin when trying to help someone else. because of that he’d go to darry for help, so then like i said in darry’s section he’d help you find a councillor or a therapist or something. one thing that i like to think is that when you come home from your therapy sessions that you talk about stuff like coping mechanisms that you can use and then dal would start trying to use them. in some way, you’d be learning how to heal together.
Two-Bit ml, he’d be very different than you might think he would. i mean in the film specifically (in my opinion) he’s presented as always joking and quite frankly- dumb. in the book he is presented similarly but he has a few moments where he can get very philosophical even (dk if that’s the right word or not) when he talks about what life is like for the greasers. given these i think that Two would be very helpful, i honestly think that he secretly has his own stuff going on so he might be able to relate to how you feel and he would 100% help as much as possible. same as pony he’d notice what you do when you get anxious so he’d be first to help you when you do.
I love Steve but if you started crying in front of him he’d be so awkward. he doesn’t really- get sad. he gets angry instead. so he has no clue what to do when someone cries in front of him. he’d go to soda for help on what to do. then soda would go to darry and basically what he does it what darry would do. just like dally over time he’d start to adopt the coping mechanisms you learned and he’d start dealing with his own things too. he’d start journaling. don’t ask why, he just would.
Johnny…well as always with johnny im kinda stumped so ignore how bad this is ok? johnnys sweet, but he’s dealing with so much he just finds it hard to help you yk? you two would lay in the lot and vent to each other but i don’t know if either of you would help each other too much? i say maybe you would convince each other to get professional help n stuff though. in school you two would sneak off together if one of you needed to get away from everything for a bit. again like some of the others, you’d learn to heal together, only this time you’re both aware of it. unlike dal and steve who would try to hide it.
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Anonymous asked:

hi!! i understand if you don’t feel comfortable writing this but could you maybe do a lil thing where someone from the gang realizes reader tried to like. die. and the gang kinda comforts them? again u don’t need to lol

Mental health with the boys

A/N: i’ve got these two asks that are kinda similar so i’m gonna write a bit of a combination of the two. i’ll also say i’m not very yk- all knowing when it comes to this stuff so i’m only taking from my own experiences.

Tags: angsty fluff maybe?

if you told him you were struggling with your mental health Darry would most likely be the most sensible of the boys in the sense that he’d help you find a therapist over just helping you deal with stuff himself. he’d always be there for you when you needed him and he’d help you come up with coping mechanisms. if it was an ED he might make a meal plan with you and you could come over to the curtis’ every evening for dinner if that helped you to eat. he wouldn’t put pressure to eat though of course.
Soda would be like darry in some ways but also he wouldn’t be in other ways. If he found out you were struggling he would be the most caring and supportive person ever in your healing journey. i honestly doubt that a therapist would be his first thought process but it might come a little later. i think he’d try to keep things lighthearted for the most part to try and help you maybe to forget your problems for a little while when you’re together.
Ponyboy, oh poor pony. he really wouldn’t know what to do, especially since he’s so young. he’d try to comfort you hand help as much as he can but he would most likely go to darry for advice on what to do. the one thing i think he’d do well is noticing when you’re getting anxious or something. maybe you tap your foot or bounce your knee, maybe you fiddle with your pen or switchblade or something. whatever it is he’d notice and when he does notice these things, he probably won’t say anything but he’d put his hand on your arm and then if he knew that you didn’t mind hugs when you were anxious he’d hug you.
Dally..as much as i wanna say “he’d be so supportive and always there for you blah blah blah” he wouldn’t really. i mean he’d try to understand but since he’s spent his whole life burying his emotions and ignoring his problems that he wouldn’t know where to begin when trying to help someone else. because of that he’d go to darry for help, so then like i said in darry’s section he’d help you find a councillor or a therapist or something. one thing that i like to think is that when you come home from your therapy sessions that you talk about stuff like coping mechanisms that you can use and then dal would start trying to use them. in some way, you’d be learning how to heal together.
Two-Bit ml, he’d be very different than you might think he would. i mean in the film specifically (in my opinion) he’s presented as always joking and quite frankly- dumb. in the book he is presented similarly but he has a few moments where he can get very philosophical even (dk if that’s the right word or not) when he talks about what life is like for the greasers. given these i think that Two would be very helpful, i honestly think that he secretly has his own stuff going on so he might be able to relate to how you feel and he would 100% help as much as possible. same as pony he’d notice what you do when you get anxious so he’d be first to help you when you do.
I love Steve but if you started crying in front of him he’d be so awkward. he doesn’t really- get sad. he gets angry instead. so he has no clue what to do when someone cries in front of him. he’d go to soda for help on what to do. then soda would go to darry and basically what he does it what darry would do. just like dally over time he’d start to adopt the coping mechanisms you learned and he’d start dealing with his own things too. he’d start journaling. don’t ask why, he just would.
Johnny…well as always with johnny im kinda stumped so ignore how bad this is ok? johnnys sweet, but he’s dealing with so much he just finds it hard to help you yk? you two would lay in the lot and vent to each other but i don’t know if either of you would help each other too much? i say maybe you would convince each other to get professional help n stuff though. in school you two would sneak off together if one of you needed to get away from everything for a bit. again like some of the others, you’d learn to heal together, only this time you’re both aware of it. unlike dal and steve who would try to hide it.
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Alright fuckers which one

Chicago

Detroit

New York

Reblog to assess who is a friend and who is an enemy

There is no secret fourth. If you like all of them, pick one. If you like none of them, pick one. If you dont know what pizza is look at the pictures. No none of the above. Fight. Kill

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Anonymous asked:

Great! Can i please request a ponyboy x shy reader? I know pony isn’t really outgoing, but i dont think he is shy? I just think he would be the sweetest to a really quiet, vulnerable reader, set at the curtis house? Just fluff, thank you!!

ponyboy curtis with a shy !s/o

contains: !gender neutral reader, fluff, setting is at the curtis house

a/n: yw and I hold the same belief for ponyboy, he did insult the socs right to their faces lmao, definitely not as shy as he thinks. I also added one headcanon what the gang think of you guys because i thought it'd fit the theme

before you two started dating, it was obvious you liked him, sometimes you'd stutter and fumble on your sentences, mumbling without realizing and having a hard time keeping contact.

he already knew you were shy overall, it took sodapop to tell him that he thinks you may like ponyboy, he was surprised and was happy you shared the same feelings for him.

at the curtis house, there'd be lots of noise, especially if the whole gang was over. steve would be arm wrestling sodapop, two bit cheering them on, and dallas goofing around in the kitchen.

ponyboy would reassure you that it's how they always act, since they're just "a bunch of idiots", he'd quietly walk you to his room holding your hand in case you were too nervous to walk by yourself.

he'd show you books he's collected over the years and recommend you some if you liked reading, explaining the plots to them, but not spoiling thing.

the gang would compare you to johnny and lay off on messing with you, not because ponyboy intimidates them, but because they find you guys cute together, steve wouldn't admit it though. (dallas would definitely take a liking to you, seeing you as a close friend)

ponyboy would help you with any homework you had, apologizing for the noise the others are making, he'd write notes to remind you how to do the steps and incase you couldn't hear him by the background noise.

if you saw his switchblades lying around, he'd reassure you he wouldn't ever use them on you, but explain it's defense from the socs.

if the noise got too much for you, he'd hold you in his arms and pet your hair, laying soft kisses on you if you were ok with it, shielding your ears with his hands.

while you're over, he'd let you wear his flannels if you got cold, if they were too big on you, he'd softly laugh at how cute he finds you.

when he got used to your visits, he'd come in with games for you both to play in his bedroom, whether it'd be true or dare or a board game. (he wouldn't dare you anything extreme, just silly things)

if you guys had a sleepover, he'd read you a bedtime story and stroke your hair as you fell asleep, being sure you feel safe and secure in his house.

he'd have darry to teach him more on how to cook for when you're over, wanting to make you happy by his cooking skills.

if you were ok with cuddling, he'd hold you close and rest his head on you, falling asleep with you was easy for him since he'd drift off easily.

when you got more willing to open up to ponyboy, you and him would ramble about random things in his room, ignoring everything else except eachother.

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I'm Standing There On A Balcony In Summer Air

pairing [s] : the outsiders [boys] x reader

warning [s] : | just sum fun headcannons because I'm on vacation right now! I also feel like I based this off a beach vacation because why not..

a/n [s] : requests are open!!

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ೃ༄ Sunsetz
ponyboy curtis fluff alphabet
ik this isn’t a request but i couldn’t help myself. template by @/queervibesmydude !
warnings: not beta or proof read

a= admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

  • ponyboy loves your outlook on life. if you ask about it, he’ll say it’s because it makes you you, separates you from the crowd. he also likes your kindness; he hasn’t exactly met a lot of nice people throughout his lifetime. 

b= body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

  • his favorite would have to be your hands—he could hold them for the rest of his life and never tire of it.

c= cuddling (do they like to cuddle?)

  • it honestly depends on his mood. if its a bad day, he’ll want some space for himself. if not? he’s happy to hold you (or let you hold him) to your hearts content.

d= dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

  • movie date, all the way! he’ll take you to the nightly double, treat you to some food from the concession stand, and let you lay your head on his shoulder as you watch whatever’s playing<3

e= emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

  • he doesn’t always express his emotions out loud, especially when they’re negative. his body language is what gives him away; he can’t conceal it for the life of him.

f= family (do they want one? if so, when?)

  • family is a big aspect of his life. he has two biological brothers, and four non-blood related-ones. he knows for a fact he wants to start his own someday; have one or two kids, and a dog for good measure.
  • as for when, he prefers to wait until you’re both ready to settle down. so, probably a few years after college?

g= gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? what are their habits when it comes to this?)

  • he doesn’t care much for receiving them; he’d rather you show your affection through words or touch or simply spending time with him.
  • for the most part, he only gets you gifts on special occasions. your birthday, your anniversary, christmas, and so on. in his eyes, they’re more meaningful when given on certain days.

h= holding hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

  • he likes to hold your hand gently, trace imaginary shapes onto your knuckles with his thumb and whatnot. he’ll do it whenever he gets the chance to.

i= injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

  • his first thought—and priority—is to make it better. he’ll bandage you up before you can even ask him to. after that, he might be upset at himself for not being there. he’s tired of being so helpless when the people he cares for get hurt.

j= jokes (do they like to joke around with you or prank you? how?)

  • he doesn’t joke around much, unless he’s feeling particularly talkative. it’s just not his cup of tea. he does, however, make a lot of teasing/witty remarks—they come easier to him than jokes do.

k= kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

  • his kisses are as gentle as his hand holding. for the first few months of your relationship, they’re feather light, no more than a quick peck. it’s not until some time passes that he gets more comfortable with it.

l= love (how do they show they love you?)

  • words of affirmation and quality time. he spends all of his free time with you, even when you don’t have any plans for the day. he’s happy to just do nothing with you. he also compliments you a lot, tells you you look pretty and that you’re all he could’ve ever asked for.
  • besides that, he enjoys drawing you, if you don’t mind it. he considers you the perfect muse; you’re both pretty and motivating.

m= memory (favorite memory together?)

  • the first time you watched the sunset with him. it’d been completely unplanned; you just happened to see him sitting his porch on your way home. you joined him, because it was starting to get dark and you didn’t want to be all alone. when you weren’t looking, he stole glances at you—somehow you were even prettier than the orange hues of the sky. he knew he loved you then. he’d always known deep down, but that day he knew for sure.

n= nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

  • he’s afraid of losing you, as cliché as it sounds. you’re one of the few sources of stability in his life, and he’s not quite sure what he would do without you.

o= oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

  • he’s prone to spacing out at random times, since he can get lost in his thoughts quite easily. he’ll be reading to you one moment and pondering the meaning of life the next—you end up being responsible for bringing him back to reality more often than you’d like to.

p= pet names (what do they like to call you?)

  • he uses darling, my love, and babe sometimes. he usually just calls you by your name; there’s something strangely intimate about it.

q= quality time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

  • he doesn’t care what you’re doing, as long as you’re together. with that said, he especially enjoys hanging out at the dingo and reading with/to you.

r= rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

  • dream lover by bobby darin. the lyrics remind you of his tendency to daydream, as well as the emotions he harbors towards you. it also just sounds like a song he’d enjoy.

s= secrets (how open are they with you?)

  • he’s pretty open, albeit sometimes unintentionally. you get him talking like no other and once he starts he can’t stop. there’s certain things he’ll be more adamant about sharing, but he’ll ultimately do it anyway.

t = time (how long did it take you to get together?)

  • about 5-6 months. he knew he loved you long before then, he just wanted to make sure you reciprocated before acting upon his feelings.

u = upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

  • if you prefer to be alone when you’re frustrated, he’ll let you be. he might get a little sad that you don’t want him near, but he understands it’s nothing personal. he’ll check up on you once you’ve calmed down, keep his distance until you give him the green flag.
  • if you like to have someone with you, he won’t abandon your side no matter what. he’ll let you rant about your day and run his hands through your hair, something he deems to be soothing.

v = vaunt (what are they proud of? do they like to show you off?)

  • he doesn’t see any need to show you off. he’s proud of the relationship you’ve formed together more than he is of anything else, he’s just not that type of person.

w = warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

  • he doesn’t like to see you hurt, so he doesn’t always like it when you fight. he’s more than willing to fight for you and/or with you. so long as you’re not all roughed up afterwards.

x = x-ray (how well are they able to read you?)

  • he can tell how you’re feeling pretty quickly; he spends so much time with you he knows what all of your emotions look and sound like.

y = yes (how would they propose to you?)

  • he would likely do a more quiet proposal, something private with only the two of you. he wants the moment to be yours and yours only—no noisy friends, no overbearing family.
  • he’d take you to a pretty spot—a grassy field with flowers, or something along those lines—and bring some of your favorite foods for you to enjoy as you admire the view. then, when the nerves get the best of him, he’ll pull out the small velvet box in his pocket and ask the big question.

z = zen (what makes them feel calm?)

  • quiet moments spent with you. reading together, helping each other with homework, watching the stars at the lot. it’s not often you two get to be alone, so he cherishes the few times you can be.
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PHOTOGRAPHER!PONYBOY is a new discovery I’ve made and I officially cannot get over it. He’d SO be into photography,, so here are my headcanons for the silly guy!!! Ty for @mictodii for helping me figure out both the AU and some of the headcanons!! Ilysm!!!!

Side note: angsty at the end bc ;3333 I’m cruel. I love u guys I’m so sorry

★ ๑’- PHOTOGRAPHER!PONYBOY who was absolutely ecstatic when the gang, including you, all saved up money to by him his very own camera

★ ๑’- PHOTOGRAPHER!PONYBOY who will take any picture of any scene ever. A train station? Snapping a picture of it. A tree? Snapping a picture of it. A couple of rocks by a creek? You guessed it, snapping a picture of it.

★ ๑’- PHOTOGRAPHER!PONYBOY who will always have extra rolls of film on him— 24/7, 365. Eventually, he’d carry around a satchel with him to carry his film, camera, etc.

Incorrect quote with ✨️Freddy,Billy and Y/n✨️

Billy, Entering Freddy's room: Y/n did it again.

Freddy: Peace disturbance?

Billy: What no-

Freddy: Arson..?

Billy: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY-

Freddy: uh....Attempted murder?

Billy: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU-

Freddy: But who gets which pencil?

Y/n: Since they're my things, I get the good one, Billy gets the broken one and you don't get one because fuck you.

Y/n: Welcome to Fucking Applebees, do you want apples or bees?

Billy: Bees?

Y/n: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES!

Billy: Wait-

*Freddy approaches, shaking a jar of bees menacingly*

Freddy: If you get in trouble, I'm gonna be like... a lawyer to you. Ok?

Y/n: Okay.

*later*

Billy: Y/n! Sit down on the chair, you're in trouble.

Freddy, whispering: Deny everything.

Y/n, loudly: That isn't a chair.

Billy: I’m telling you, my team is competent.

Freddy, rushing in: Billy! Y/n tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken!

Y/n, when Billy walks in: Oh, hey, I'm just making pizza.

Y/n: *accidentally smacks Freddy in the face with the baking sheet*

Billy: There's no way they like me back.

Freddy: Y/n would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

Billy: Y/n would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

Billy: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Freddy is walking in this room.

Y/n: *wheeze*

Billy: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close.

Y/n, blushing: Okay.

Freddy: It's fucking summer.

*Y/n sneezes*

Billy: Y/n, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*Freddy sneezes*

Billy: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

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either freddy or billy- or both! (separately)

hoodie stealing?? either reader stealin' theirs or them stealing readers??

‘Y/n!’ You heard Billy exclaim, freezing you in place.
‘Yeah?’ You called back, hoping he hadn’t finally found out about your little secrete.
‘Have you seen my hoodie anywhere? I can’t seem to find it.’ Your eyes widened as they glanced down at the slightly fleeced red fabric adorning your body protectively. Yes, you had stolen Billy’s hoodie and no you didn’t hold an ounce of remorse for doing so as it was your favourite article of clothing that he owned but there was one slight problem; the red hoodie with the light fleeced insides was also his favourite article of clothing.
‘Nope,’ you replied, trying to be as casual as could without raising suspicion, ‘are you sure Freddy hasn’t thrown it out the window or something?’
‘Trust me I’ve looked and it looks like he’s finally stopped tossing my clothes every time I mess with him and upped his game.’ Billy said as he began to trudge up the stairs and you were startled out of your temporary stupor and rushed to jump onto Billy’s bed, burying yourself under the blankets, making sure that every ounce of red was hidden from view.
‘What’re you doing?’ The boy asked when he saw you tucked tightly underneath his bed, looking over at him innocently. You shrugged, ‘just… felt like lazing in bed.’
‘Uh huh,’ Billy started as he moved to stand at the edge of your bed, watching closely to how you seemed to avoid direct eye contact with him and how your hold on the bedsheets were tight, almost as though you were hiding something. ‘Is that what your planning on doing the entire day? Do you mind if I join you?’
You tensed, breath hitching in your throat but you tried to remain steadfast. ‘Aren’t you and Freddy going down to the comic shop today? You’ve both been planning on doing so for a while that- NO!’ You screeched towards the end when Billy ripped away the bedsheets and saw the hoodie that he has been looking for all morning adoring your body as you looked at him like a deer in headlights.
‘It’s not what it looks like!’
‘Freddy?’
The boy froze, having been caught with your hoodie between his hands, he looked towards the doorway where you were leaning against the wooden frame, arms crossed and a look of amusement on your face.
‘Stealing my hoodies are we?’ You asked, already having found your answer in his stunned silence.
‘No…maybe…okay yes, yes I am.’ Freddy sighed in defeat. ‘But you can’t blame me! It’s not my fault your hoodies are nice, warm and-‘
‘Smell like me?’ You finished for him, moving over to his side, ears managing to catch his sheepish little ‘yeah…that too.’ As he bowed his head out of slight embarrassment that you might find him weird for doing so but when he heard you chuckle, he felt intrigued enough to look back up into your eyes.
‘Yeah sure, laugh at the weirdo.’ Freddy snarked, you knew he wasn’t upset or mad in the slightest from the way he looked at you brought him close into your side as you held him there. ‘You could’ve said something you know instead of going behind my back and stealing my hoodies, you hoodie stealer.’ You joked, tickling his sides and laughing when he jolted even further into your side.
‘But you know what,’ you said, gesturing to the hoodie still clutched in his hands, ‘keep it.’ Freddy stared at you as though you’ve grown a second head. ‘What?’
‘Keep it.’ You reiterated causally.
‘You want me to keep your hoodie?’ Freddy asks, holding up the bunched fabric in question as if to make sure that it was the same bunched fabric that you were talking about.
‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘I think it suits you better then it ever did me.’ You told him as though it were obvious, ‘besides I think it’s cute that you’d want to wear something of mine. So please keep it and wear it to your hearts desire.’
Freddy looked at the hoodie then back to you, then back to the hoodie again as he swallows thickly. ‘May I give it back now and then when it stops smelling like you?’ He asks and a smile graced your lips as you watched the boy wrestle your hoodie over his head and down his body.
‘Of course you can sweetheart, it’s our hoodie after all.’
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incorrect quotes with ✨️Freddy, Billy and Y/n✨️

*Y/n is telling a story*

Freddy: Wow, Y/n, this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Billy: Romance?

Freddy: I have a crush on them.

Billy: When Y/n was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world."

Freddy: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

Y/n: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

Billy: 420?

Y/n: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

Freddy: 69.

Y/n: Yeah it was 69.

Billy: Y/n, Freddy, I love y’all and all, but can I ask what in the hell are you doing?

Y/n, trying to stabilize a tower of folding chairs that Freddy is sitting atop: Oh nothing much.

Freddy: I love you too :)

Y/n: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Y/n: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Freddy: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Billy: So did their neck.

Freddy: I will find us a covered wagon and horses.

Freddy: If you two can manage to not kill each other while I'm gone.

Billy: Oh, please. We're not children. *Freddy leaves*

Billy, casually: ...Eat shit and die.

Y/n, also casually: Yes, fuck you.

Billy: Some people are like slinkies.

Freddy: What?

Billy: Not really good for much but bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.

Freddy:

Freddy: Please don't push Y/n down the stairs.

Billy, pushing Y/n down the stairs: Too late.

Y/n, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs?

Billy: It means like in hand-to-hand combat.

Y/n: Ohhhh-

Freddy: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

Freddy: It's locked.

You got a lock pick?

Billy: Yeah-

Y/n: *kicks in the door*

Y/n, reading the newspaper: Huh. Did you know Nickelodeon opened a hotel?

Billy: Yeah, I went there once. There was a dead squirrel in the pool and I made Freddy cry by telling him it was the real Sandy.

incorrect quotes with ✨️Freddy, Billy and Y/n✨️

*Y/n is telling a story*

Freddy: Wow, Y/n, this story has everything! Action! Adventure! Romance!

Billy: Romance?

Freddy: I have a crush on them.

Billy: When Y/n was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world."

Freddy: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

Y/n: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

Billy: 420?

Y/n: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

Freddy: 69.

Y/n: Yeah it was 69.

Billy: Y/n, Freddy, I love y’all and all, but can I ask what in the hell are you doing?

Y/n, trying to stabilize a tower of folding chairs that Freddy is sitting atop: Oh nothing much.

Freddy: I love you too :)

Y/n: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Y/n: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Freddy: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Billy: So did their neck.

Freddy: I will find us a covered wagon and horses.

Freddy: If you two can manage to not kill each other while I'm gone.

Billy: Oh, please. We're not children. *Freddy leaves*

Billy, casually: ...Eat shit and die.

Y/n, also casually: Yes, fuck you.

Billy: Some people are like slinkies.

Freddy: What?

Billy: Not really good for much but bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs.

Freddy:

Freddy: Please don't push Y/n down the stairs.

Billy, pushing Y/n down the stairs: Too late.

Y/n, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs?

Billy: It means like in hand-to-hand combat.

Y/n: Ohhhh-

Freddy: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

Freddy: It's locked.

You got a lock pick?

Billy: Yeah-

Y/n: *kicks in the door*

Y/n, reading the newspaper: Huh. Did you know Nickelodeon opened a hotel?

Billy: Yeah, I went there once. There was a dead squirrel in the pool and I made Freddy cry by telling him it was the real Sandy.

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either freddy or billy- or both! (separately)

hoodie stealing?? either reader stealin' theirs or them stealing readers??

‘Y/n!’ You heard Billy exclaim, freezing you in place.
‘Yeah?’ You called back, hoping he hadn’t finally found out about your little secrete.
‘Have you seen my hoodie anywhere? I can’t seem to find it.’ Your eyes widened as they glanced down at the slightly fleeced red fabric adorning your body protectively. Yes, you had stolen Billy’s hoodie and no you didn’t hold an ounce of remorse for doing so as it was your favourite article of clothing that he owned but there was one slight problem; the red hoodie with the light fleeced insides was also his favourite article of clothing.
‘Nope,’ you replied, trying to be as casual as could without raising suspicion, ‘are you sure Freddy hasn’t thrown it out the window or something?’
‘Trust me I’ve looked and it looks like he’s finally stopped tossing my clothes every time I mess with him and upped his game.’ Billy said as he began to trudge up the stairs and you were startled out of your temporary stupor and rushed to jump onto Billy’s bed, burying yourself under the blankets, making sure that every ounce of red was hidden from view.
‘What’re you doing?’ The boy asked when he saw you tucked tightly underneath his bed, looking over at him innocently. You shrugged, ‘just… felt like lazing in bed.’
‘Uh huh,’ Billy started as he moved to stand at the edge of your bed, watching closely to how you seemed to avoid direct eye contact with him and how your hold on the bedsheets were tight, almost as though you were hiding something. ‘Is that what your planning on doing the entire day? Do you mind if I join you?’
You tensed, breath hitching in your throat but you tried to remain steadfast. ‘Aren’t you and Freddy going down to the comic shop today? You’ve both been planning on doing so for a while that- NO!’ You screeched towards the end when Billy ripped away the bedsheets and saw the hoodie that he has been looking for all morning adoring your body as you looked at him like a deer in headlights.
‘It’s not what it looks like!’
‘Freddy?’
The boy froze, having been caught with your hoodie between his hands, he looked towards the doorway where you were leaning against the wooden frame, arms crossed and a look of amusement on your face.
‘Stealing my hoodies are we?’ You asked, already having found your answer in his stunned silence.
‘No…maybe…okay yes, yes I am.’ Freddy sighed in defeat. ‘But you can’t blame me! It’s not my fault your hoodies are nice, warm and-‘
‘Smell like me?’ You finished for him, moving over to his side, ears managing to catch his sheepish little ‘yeah…that too.’ As he bowed his head out of slight embarrassment that you might find him weird for doing so but when he heard you chuckle, he felt intrigued enough to look back up into your eyes.
‘Yeah sure, laugh at the weirdo.’ Freddy snarked, you knew he wasn’t upset or mad in the slightest from the way he looked at you brought him close into your side as you held him there. ‘You could’ve said something you know instead of going behind my back and stealing my hoodies, you hoodie stealer.’ You joked, tickling his sides and laughing when he jolted even further into your side.
‘But you know what,’ you said, gesturing to the hoodie still clutched in his hands, ‘keep it.’ Freddy stared at you as though you’ve grown a second head. ‘What?’
‘Keep it.’ You reiterated causally.
‘You want me to keep your hoodie?’ Freddy asks, holding up the bunched fabric in question as if to make sure that it was the same bunched fabric that you were talking about.
‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘I think it suits you better then it ever did me.’ You told him as though it were obvious, ‘besides I think it’s cute that you’d want to wear something of mine. So please keep it and wear it to your hearts desire.’
Freddy looked at the hoodie then back to you, then back to the hoodie again as he swallows thickly. ‘May I give it back now and then when it stops smelling like you?’ He asks and a smile graced your lips as you watched the boy wrestle your hoodie over his head and down his body.
‘Of course you can sweetheart, it’s our hoodie after all.’
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Anonymous asked:

'oh, you LOVE me!' - send me a request for a baby blurb! give me a character, and a plotline, and i'll write you a little fanfiction :)

With Hotch where reader is trying to sleep on the ride back and he tells the others to be quieter like >:( but then goes back to :) with reader immediately hehe

'oh, you LOVE me!' - send me a request for a baby blurb! give me a character, and a plotline, and i'll write you a little fanfiction :)

hooootch <333 i love him sm <3

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Your head falls onto Aaron's shoulder no matter how hard you try to keep it up. It's more comfy than the window, and much less warmed by the sun. He glances down at you and a small smile blooms over his face as he leans sideways just enough to discreetly kiss the crown of your head.

Your coworkers know you're together, but Aaron is nothing if not a private person. He's not into PDA, so you're pleasantly surprised that he's kissed you on the jet, and you wriggle closer to him in your sleepy reverie.

"Tired?" Aaron asks, his voice kept to a soft murmur.

You nod, "Excellent profiling skills, boss." And you see JJ conceal a smirk by biting the inside of your cheek from across the table.

"You can finish your report when we get home," Aaron hums, sliding your work away from the edge of the table in case a bout of turbulence knocks it into your lap, "Just sleep, sweetheart."

"Yeah," Derek pipes up from across the plane, sitting beside Reid on one of the benches. He grabs the back of Reid's head where the doctor is buried in a book, manhandling him so that his head rests on Derek's shoulder.

"Just sleep, sweetheart," Morgan drawls to Reid, ignoring the protests that Reid pitches as his head is held down against his will, "Carry on, lovebirds, it's not like anyone's trying to eat, here."

"I'd love it if you stopped eating all of the snack mix in the pantry," Aaron narrows his eyes at Derek, "And keep your voice down, Morgan. Be courteous to those who choose to sleep on the way back. You wouldn't like it if I cut the cord to your headphones, would you?"

"No, sir." Derek's eyes widen and he huffs frustratedly, "Just trying to lighten the load, big guy, we're all grumpy from the case."

"You can lighten the load by stepping off the plane," Hotch snaps, and Prentiss jeers at Derek, who looks properly teased. He knows his boss is kidding, and there's no hard feelings between the two, but he can't deny that he's had his ass handed to him.

"Note taken," He mutters, releasing Reid from the death grip he'd had on his head, "Everyone be quiet unless you want Hotch to bite your head off."

Aaron chooses to pick his battles, and he ignores Derek's mumblings. He turns back to you where you're staring fondly, but tiredly at your coworkers, and you settle back onto his shoulder at gaining back his attention.

"Thanks," You whisper, leaning up to press a chaste kiss to his lips. He hums in response, against your mouth, and this time, Derek doesn't pipe up.

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She loves you

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

TW: Slapping of the butt, one cuss word, texting while driving (don’t do that please)

Summary: Wheezie asks to spend some time with you and when you get back home Rafe tells you how much he loves the idea of you and his sister spending time together.

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You were laying on your stomach at the end of Rafe’s bed, him showering while you scrolled through Instagram.

You could hear the shower shut off, a few seconds later Rafe came out with a towel around his waist.

“Oh I could get used to this.” You teased, staring at his body, water droplets running down it. “I can definitely say I like this.”

Rafe smirked at your comments, turning around and kissing your lips.

“Gross..” a voice chased you to pull away from each other. It was Wheezie, standing in the doorway.

“What do you want Wheez?” Rafe grumbled at her, annoyed by her presence and interrupting your moment. You smacked his chest at his attitude.

“Be nice.” You said, getting off the bed. “Hey Wheezie.” You smiled at her. You had always liked the younger sister, she was nice.

“Hey Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to like go shopping or something?” She asked, sheepishly, nervous. She was so used to people telling her ‘no’ and to ‘go away’ that she was actually pretty surprised when you said yes to her.

“Sure.” You smiled, turning around and grabbing your keys and wallet. “I’ll be back babe, see you later.” You gave him a quick peck and he gently grabbed your wrist.

“Wait what? Why?” He asked, confused on why you said yes to his sister.

“Because I’m gonna hangout with your sister.. I’ll be back soon.” You shrugged, shutting his door.

You both made your way out to your car, clicking unlock. “Where to first? Smoothies or the mall?” You asked her and she smiled, buckling herself in.

“Smoothies.” She told you all about her school drama, embarrassing stories of Rafe, and some of her secrets.

You both got two strawberry-banana smoothies and headed to the mall.

“So what store are we gonna go to first?” You asked her, parking. She listed off a few of her favorite stores and you went to each one of them, buying stuff at each place.

You tried on clothes, dresses, even suits. You spent the whole time laughing and taking photos and selfies. “I have a great idea.” You smiled, looking over at her.

“What is it?” She asked, curious.

“Let’s go to a wedding dress store and try and dresses.”

“Let’s do it.” She smiles, putting the clothes she didn’t want back on hangers.

You drove to the nearest wedding dress store and walked in. “Hi ladies, what kind of dress are you looking for?” The lady asked you kindly.

“I want something simple.” You said, coming up with the first thing off the top of your head. “And she is my bridesmaid, so I was wondering if we could find her the perfect dress too, the theme is baby blue.” You smile, knowing that’s what you and Rafe both decided on when you talked about your future together.

You finally got into the dress you liked, after almost falling over, but you managed.

You walked over to the mirror, looking at the dress. “It’s really pretty.” You smile, fixing your hair. You pulled out your phone, snapping a picture of you in it to send to Rafe later, wanting to see his reaction.

“I’m not sure.. I’ll call back if this is the dress I want.” You smile, lying to her face.

Wheezie had tried on a dress too but she wasn’t the biggest fan of it.

You left the building after changing back into your clothes, giggling on the way out.

“I’m gonna send it to Rafe, I wanna see what he says.” You smile, tapping his contact and sending the photo.

She went quiet for a moment. “How do you put with him? Like is he mean to you?” She asked, looking out the window. “Cause he’s mean to us, I was just wondering if he’s mean to you too.”

“No, he’s not mean at all. He’s actually really sweet. He opens doors, gets me flowers, he’s always there when I need him.” You smile, pulling out of the parking lot.

She hummed, not knowing what to say. “That’s good.” She responded.

“He does love you, ya know? He just doesn’t show it.” You smile at her. A faint smile comes on her face.

“He doesn’t show it well. But I like you, you’re really nice.”

“Yeah he sucks at showing it but I like you too, tiday was actually a lot of fun.”

Your phone buzzed from the center console, Rafe had texted back. You picked it up, quickly typing in the password and clicking on his contact.

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RAFE CAMERON:

“You look beautiful, baby. When are you getting home?”

Y/N Y/L/N

“Thank you love, but we are on our way home now.”

  • - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - • “What did he say?”

“He said that I looked pretty and was wondering when we were getting home.” You said, putting your phone back to pay attention to the road.

“Can we maybe.. do this sometime again? Not like tomorrow but maybe in a few weeks?” She asked, she really liked going out shopping with you, Sarah was usually to busy to take her anyways.

“Of course, maybe 2 weeks from now?” You asked, smiling, pulling into the Cameron property, parking in the driveway.

“Yeah that sounds good.” She says, getting out and grabbing her bags with her.

You opened the door and decided to leave the bags in the back because there was no point of you bringing them inside, shutting the door and locking the car.

You made your way up the stairs and into Rafe’s room, he was sitting on his bed, scrolling through something.

“Hey, baby.” You greet him, giving him a kiss on the lips.

“Hey.. Why were you shopping for a wedding dress, hmm?” He asked with a smile, pulling you onto his lap by your belt loops. “I haven’t even proposed yet.” He said, poking your side.

“We did it for fun and don’t poke me.” You slap his hand away, feeling ticklish.

“I’ll poke you if I want to poke you.” He said, poking you again causing you to laugh.

“So how was today?” He asked, curious.

“It was great, Wheezie is actually really fun to hangout with. Heard all of the embarrassing stories too? How the heck did you end up stuck with a pumpkin on your head by the way?” You laughed, very confused.

“No comment..” he replied, his cheeks turning pink.

“Aww, you’re so cute.” You said, playing with the back of his hair.

“I am not cute.”

“You’re very cute.”

“I really like you hanging out with Wheezie, even though I hate it when your gone for hours, I like that she loves you. Because I do too.” He leaned in and kissed your lips.

You returned the kiss quickly. “I love you too.” You smile, messing up his hair.

“Ugh, my hair..” He said, fixing it.

“I’m gonna take a shower, I’ll be out in a second. Have you had dinner? I can make something.” You said, brushing his hair away from his face.

“No but I was gonna make something while you were showering.” He said smiling, he knew you always took a shower after a day out shopping or somewhere.

“Are you sure?” You asked and he nodded. “Thank you.” You pecked his lips.

“Get in the shower before I change my mind and join you.” He said, playfully slapping your butt when you got up.

“Hey there mister, that’s a private area.” You pointed a finger at him, causing him to laugh.

“Well I claimed it, so it’s mine.”

“What? When did you claim it?”

“Just now.” He laughed, opening the door and shutting it behind him.

“Such a weirdo.” You laugh to yourself, grabbing clothes to change into after your shower.

You showered and changed, making your way downstairs. “Is something burning?” You asked, smelling burnt food.

“No, you should just go upstairs I can handle this.” He laughed sounding nervous, turning around to face you.

“Mexican food?” You asked, about to order takeout.

“Yes please.” He sighed, turning back to the completely burnt food.

“Calling it now..” you chuckled to yourself at his terrible cooking skills.

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Hi y’all! Not sure if I will be posting another one tonight or not. Only time will tell. This is unedited because I’m too lazy so if you do see a mistake, don’t be surprised, lol I’m kidding, If you see a mistake please do say something. Thank you for reading :)

She loves you

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

TW: Slapping of the butt, one cuss word, texting while driving (don’t do that please)

Summary: Wheezie asks to spend some time with you and when you get back home Rafe tells you how much he loves the idea of you and his sister spending time together.

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You were laying on your stomach at the end of Rafe’s bed, him showering while you scrolled through Instagram.

You could hear the shower shut off, a few seconds later Rafe came out with a towel around his waist.

“Oh I could get used to this.” You teased, staring at his body, water droplets running down it. “I can definitely say I like this.”

Rafe smirked at your comments, turning around and kissing your lips.

“Gross..” a voice chased you to pull away from each other. It was Wheezie, standing in the doorway.

“What do you want Wheez?” Rafe grumbled at her, annoyed by her presence and interrupting your moment. You smacked his chest at his attitude.

“Be nice.” You said, getting off the bed. “Hey Wheezie.” You smiled at her. You had always liked the younger sister, she was nice.

“Hey Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to like go shopping or something?” She asked, sheepishly, nervous. She was so used to people telling her ‘no’ and to ‘go away’ that she was actually pretty surprised when you said yes to her.

“Sure.” You smiled, turning around and grabbing your keys and wallet. “I’ll be back babe, see you later.” You gave him a quick peck and he gently grabbed your wrist.

“Wait what? Why?” He asked, confused on why you said yes to his sister.

“Because I’m gonna hangout with your sister.. I’ll be back soon.” You shrugged, shutting his door.

You both made your way out to your car, clicking unlock. “Where to first? Smoothies or the mall?” You asked her and she smiled, buckling herself in.

“Smoothies.” She told you all about her school drama, embarrassing stories of Rafe, and some of her secrets.

You both got two strawberry-banana smoothies and headed to the mall.

“So what store are we gonna go to first?” You asked her, parking. She listed off a few of her favorite stores and you went to each one of them, buying stuff at each place.

You tried on clothes, dresses, even suits. You spent the whole time laughing and taking photos and selfies. “I have a great idea.” You smiled, looking over at her.

“What is it?” She asked, curious.

“Let’s go to a wedding dress store and try and dresses.”

“Let’s do it.” She smiles, putting the clothes she didn’t want back on hangers.

You drove to the nearest wedding dress store and walked in. “Hi ladies, what kind of dress are you looking for?” The lady asked you kindly.

“I want something simple.” You said, coming up with the first thing off the top of your head. “And she is my bridesmaid, so I was wondering if we could find her the perfect dress too, the theme is baby blue.” You smile, knowing that’s what you and Rafe both decided on when you talked about your future together.

You finally got into the dress you liked, after almost falling over, but you managed.

You walked over to the mirror, looking at the dress. “It’s really pretty.” You smile, fixing your hair. You pulled out your phone, snapping a picture of you in it to send to Rafe later, wanting to see his reaction.

“I’m not sure.. I’ll call back if this is the dress I want.” You smile, lying to her face.

Wheezie had tried on a dress too but she wasn’t the biggest fan of it.

You left the building after changing back into your clothes, giggling on the way out.

“I’m gonna send it to Rafe, I wanna see what he says.” You smile, tapping his contact and sending the photo.

She went quiet for a moment. “How do you put with him? Like is he mean to you?” She asked, looking out the window. “Cause he’s mean to us, I was just wondering if he’s mean to you too.”

“No, he’s not mean at all. He’s actually really sweet. He opens doors, gets me flowers, he’s always there when I need him.” You smile, pulling out of the parking lot.

She hummed, not knowing what to say. “That’s good.” She responded.

“He does love you, ya know? He just doesn’t show it.” You smile at her. A faint smile comes on her face.

“He doesn’t show it well. But I like you, you’re really nice.”

“Yeah he sucks at showing it but I like you too, tiday was actually a lot of fun.”

Your phone buzzed from the center console, Rafe had texted back. You picked it up, quickly typing in the password and clicking on his contact.

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RAFE CAMERON:

“You look beautiful, baby. When are you getting home?”

Y/N Y/L/N

“Thank you love, but we are on our way home now.”

  • - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - • “What did he say?”

“He said that I looked pretty and was wondering when we were getting home.” You said, putting your phone back to pay attention to the road.

“Can we maybe.. do this sometime again? Not like tomorrow but maybe in a few weeks?” She asked, she really liked going out shopping with you, Sarah was usually to busy to take her anyways.

“Of course, maybe 2 weeks from now?” You asked, smiling, pulling into the Cameron property, parking in the driveway.

“Yeah that sounds good.” She says, getting out and grabbing her bags with her.

You opened the door and decided to leave the bags in the back because there was no point of you bringing them inside, shutting the door and locking the car.

You made your way up the stairs and into Rafe’s room, he was sitting on his bed, scrolling through something.

“Hey, baby.” You greet him, giving him a kiss on the lips.

“Hey.. Why were you shopping for a wedding dress, hmm?” He asked with a smile, pulling you onto his lap by your belt loops. “I haven’t even proposed yet.” He said, poking your side.

“We did it for fun and don’t poke me.” You slap his hand away, feeling ticklish.

“I’ll poke you if I want to poke you.” He said, poking you again causing you to laugh.

“So how was today?” He asked, curious.

“It was great, Wheezie is actually really fun to hangout with. Heard all of the embarrassing stories too? How the heck did you end up stuck with a pumpkin on your head by the way?” You laughed, very confused.

“No comment..” he replied, his cheeks turning pink.

“Aww, you’re so cute.” You said, playing with the back of his hair.

“I am not cute.”

“You’re very cute.”

“I really like you hanging out with Wheezie, even though I hate it when your gone for hours, I like that she loves you. Because I do too.” He leaned in and kissed your lips.

You returned the kiss quickly. “I love you too.” You smile, messing up his hair.

“Ugh, my hair..” He said, fixing it.

“I’m gonna take a shower, I’ll be out in a second. Have you had dinner? I can make something.” You said, brushing his hair away from his face.

“No but I was gonna make something while you were showering.” He said smiling, he knew you always took a shower after a day out shopping or somewhere.

“Are you sure?” You asked and he nodded. “Thank you.” You pecked his lips.

“Get in the shower before I change my mind and join you.” He said, playfully slapping your butt when you got up.

“Hey there mister, that’s a private area.” You pointed a finger at him, causing him to laugh.

“Well I claimed it, so it’s mine.”

“What? When did you claim it?”

“Just now.” He laughed, opening the door and shutting it behind him.

“Such a weirdo.” You laugh to yourself, grabbing clothes to change into after your shower.

You showered and changed, making your way downstairs. “Is something burning?” You asked, smelling burnt food.

“No, you should just go upstairs I can handle this.” He laughed sounding nervous, turning around to face you.

“Mexican food?” You asked, about to order takeout.

“Yes please.” He sighed, turning back to the completely burnt food.

“Calling it now..” you chuckled to yourself at his terrible cooking skills.

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Hi y’all! Not sure if I will be posting another one tonight or not. Only time will tell. This is unedited because I’m too lazy so if you do see a mistake, don’t be surprised, lol I’m kidding, If you see a mistake please do say something. Thank you for reading :)

𝐚 𝐜𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 || 𝐬.𝐦

pairing: shawn mendes x reader

summary: shawn stumbles upon a coffee shop while on tour and becomes infatuated with the waitress

word count: 1.7k+

a/n: this has been in my drafts for so long… but i promise you’re in for a surprise… 

The heat of Amsterdam was relentless as Shawn continued to roam the unfamiliar streets of the city. Crossing bridges and tripping over loose rubble, Shawn sighed as his eyes scanned the stores lining the streets, hoping to find a place to settle down before heading back to his tour bus. He watched as a bicycle rider rode past him before slowing down and stopping at what seemed to be a cafe. He adjusted his jacket before reaching for his phone and checking the time. He had around 2 hours before he was expected to be back on the tour bus. Shawn smiled to himself as he followed the path the bicycle rider had just taken to get to the cafe down the street. 

As Shawn approached the front door of the cafe, he snapped a quick picture of the shop name just in case he needed to send his location to his manager. A mellow bell rang throughout the cafe as he pushed the door open. The smell of cinnamon and warm coffee danced through the air as he inhaled. The cafe was quaint, with landscape paintings lining the walls. Jazz music whispered under the sound of clanking dishes. 

Shawn sighed as he sat himself down at a booth nearest to the corner of the cafe, to ensure that no potential fans could spot him. The cafe was quite empty, as it was 2 pm on a weekday. A stained menu on the side of the table caught his eye. He reached over with a sigh, grabbing the corners of the menu to avoid touching the brown stains. A frown etched itself on his forehead as he flipped through the menu, the words splattering the page were close enough to English to follow along, but not enough to fully comprehend. Dutch, Shawn whispered to himself. He was in Amsterdam after all.

Shawn dropped the menu, opting to fiddle with the slightly tattered fabric of the booth, watching silhouettes walk past the cafe window. He closed his eyes, bopping his head along to the music flooding the cafe. 

“Are you new here?” A voice intruded Shawn’s entrancement.