keeping up with the magcon boys

Imagine going back to Omaha with Sammy for Christmas. You’ve been teasing him since you got there, but he keeps refusing to do anything with you.

“(Y/N), Sam, we’re going out. Would you like to come?” You hear Mama Wilk ask. You glance up from your phone to Sammy who was slowly rolling his lip between his teeth, smirking at you.

“N-no, I think I’ll stay. I’m not feeling too well. Too many Christmas cookies, I think,” you smile weakly at his mom and she returned it, looking at Sam.

His eyes didn’t leave yours as he spoke, “I’ll stay too. Keep (Y/N) some company.” Mrs. Wilkson nodded, walking out the door to join everyone in the car.

You let out a breath that you didn’t know you had been holding in as the door latched. Sammy chuckled, tilting his head to the side as he looked at you. His hand moved to your leg, making you jump slightly. Perhaps teasing him all week hadn’t been in your best interest.

“The Jacks’ are coming over in about an hour,” he informed you, his eyes still not leaving yours. You nodded slowly, breaking his stare by looking down into your lap. His other hand not on your thigh moved to your chin, making you look at him again. “I don’t appreciate you making me want you so much while I’m around my family. You’re going to pay for this past week, (Y/N).” He moved from the couch, standing in front of you and pulling his grey sweats from his legs.

Aaron Carpenter - Never ending love

Two requests in one!

Request:  Aaron Carpenter??? Were you are at Magcon and he asks you out?😊 keep it up💯💕

Request: Aaron carpenter imagine about moving to LA together


They all said that teenage loves don’t last long. That we were too young and it’s going to vanish as we grow older. Even my mom always just gave me a smile when I was talking about our future, she didn’t believe it’s going to happen, but we proved them wrong. But let’s start at the beginning.

At the very beginning of the hype over the Magcon boys my bestfriend became a screaming fangirl and made her parents buy her tickets to an event. Since she didn’t have anyone to go with I was honored to accompany her. I spent the night before the event with looking up who these guys were. I had to admit that they were good-looking and at least I could be around hot guys for a day. My bestfriend was all over the place when we arrived to the location and stood in the line. She wouldn’t stop talking about things I didn’t even know what they were, but others around us took this part, so I just had to wait until we got in.

“If I faint, let Nash take care of me,” she told me when we were almost at the door that led to the boys. I chuckled but then nodded knowing she really meant that.

The guard nodded to us that we were the next ones, he checked out our tickets and then the door opened in front of us. I heard my friend smother a scream as we stepped inside. She ran to them and started to jabber about everything, I couldn’t even understand what she was talking about, but the boys seemed to handle it well. I walked closer and planned on just to wait for her to finish, maybe do some photos, but it was her moment, I was just assisting. But then someone stepped to me as I was watching her laugh hysterically on something. I glanced to my left side and found the guy whose name was Aaron I think (my research didn’t seem to be enough at that moment), he was smiling at me.

“Hey, don’t you want to join her?” he asked nodding towards my friend.

“Um, no, I’m just her attendant,” I admitted feeling a bit awkward.

“Oh, so you are not a fan?” he asked raising his eyebrows.

“Not quite, sorry. But I know that you are Aaron, I did some research yesterday,” I said laughing and it seemed to amuse him too.

“Well, that’s nice from you. May I know your name?”

“I’m Y/N,” I replied and we shook hands which was a bit awkward but not that much. Aaron was a great company while my friend enjoyed every minute she had with the other guys. Then she started to take pictures with them, and at the end we took a group picture which included me as well.

“Thank you for coming,” Nash smiled at my friend and I thought she was going to faint right in that moment.

“Hey, um, can I ask you something?” Aaron asked turning to me running his fingers through his hair.

“Sure,” I nodded.

“Can I have you number? I mean, I understand if not, I just…” It was cute how he was stuttering, so I just stopped him and grabbed a card they had on a table that they could sign for the fans. Then I wrote down my number and gave it to him.

“See you later, Aaron,” I smiled at him and taking my friend’s hand I pulled her out of the room since our time was over.

He texted me right that night and our first date happened to be a week later. My friend was all over the place that I was dating one of the Magcon boys, but of course with time she got used to it and she became good friends with the boys.

Aaron and I got together a few weeks later officially. Dating him was so natural and easy, he was the best guy I had ever known even though we both were only fifteen. I won’t lie, I wasn’t planning big things with him, we were almost kids, but then months and years passed by and nothing changed. People were expecting us to split sooner or later, but that never happened. We could make things work with his career and with my studies and our teenager love became a strong relationship.

Four years later we both graduated, and we had a huge change in our life. It was obvious that Aaron wasn’t going to college, but I got into my Southwestern Law School. I was living in Thousand Oaks until then, which meant I wasn’t living that far from Los Angeles, but I had move there to attend college. Then Aaron suggested that we should move together. I mean, we had been together for four years, and it seemed like a good idea. We found the perfect apartment that was close to my school and we couldn’t wait until we could move in. Then the day came, and we officially became life partners.

“That’s the last box,” he announced closing the door with his hips and butting down the box that contained my books to the counter.

“Thank you,” I smiled at him putting the last plate to its place in the cabinet. “I’m done with the kitchen, we can do the clothes now.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

We started to unpack our clothes but then ended up having the most ridiculous fashion show ever. We both had some really lame clothes and started to try them on just so we could laugh on our taste. It was midnight when we finally finished with them, but we still had a lot of boxes that were waiting to get unpacked.

“I’m tired,” I sighed looking at them lying on the floor of our living room.

“Then we’ll just leave them for tomorrow.” That was a great idea, so I happily agreed on it. “Come on, let’s inaugurate our brand new shower,” he murmured grabbing me by my waist.

Needless to say it took some time to actually have a shower, we got distracted very easily by each other, but by two in the morning we finally got to bed.

“I can’t believe we just moved in together,” I whispered as we were lying in the dark, his arms around my waist and his hand under my shirt caressing my stomach gently.

“It feels like that it was only yesterday when I asked for your number,” he chuckled kissing my shoulder. I turned around in his arms and looked at him smiling.

“That was so sweet. I loved how nervous you were.”

“How could I not be nervous? I was fifteen, talking to a gorgeous girl who didn’t scream at me when I spoke to her. It was quite odd,” he laughed thinking back to that day.

“If someone tells you that one day we we’ll move in together, what would you say?” I asked biting my bottom lip.

“That yeah, sure dude. Shut up and get me something to drink.” I laughed at his answer and taking his face in my hands I kissed him. “What would have you said?”

“Probably the same. At the age of fifteen people don’t really expect to find their soulmate yet.”

“But we were lucky,” he replied brushing his knuckles against my cheek.

“Yes. And now we live together,” I smiled at him nuzzling my nose to his.

“And God knows what will happen next,” he said giving me a mysterious smile, but I knew he was talking about marriage.

We already discussed this topic and agreed on not rushing things. We didn’t have to do everything at once, moving in was the next step and maybe marriage will be one step too, but not now. We had plenty of time, but it was good to know that Aaron was thinking like that. After all those years I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone else than him either. And if in a few years we would really get married I would be happy to say that he was the first real love and then I would call him my husband.

But for now, he was my boyfriend I was living together with and I was more than happy with it.

Back For You // Shawn Mendes

Anon: Can I have a shawn imagine where I break up with him because he keeps putting his career before me, like he cancels plans and doesn’t show up to my important performs and stuff. Then months go by and he does a big gesture to try to get me back, because he’s really sad about our break up and I end up taking him back? I’m Lexi btw! Thanks!! 
I hope you guys like this imagine! I’m thinking of maybe changing my URL? Maybe keep it the same but use Gilinsky or something but I’m not sure, what do you guys think? Should I keep it? Anyways, love you guys<3

“Shawn…I can’t do this any more,” I sighed as I ran my hands through my hair.

“Seriously? You cannot be doing this right now!” he groaned.

“Shawn we never see each other any more! You cancel every single time we have plans, you didn’t even find time to make it to my fucking graduation, Shawn! That’s important, and the one person I wanted there more than anyone else wasn’t there,” I said.

“Look, Y/N I’m sorry but I don’t know what you want from me! My life is getting hectic now and sometimes I can’t do anything about it,” he said loudly.

“Well then maybe your life will be less hectic if I leave because I really can’t deal with this any more because you can’t even make time for me,” I said, my voice coming down into almost a whisper.

“Y/N,” he said.

“No, Shawn,” I said as I turned and left his house, walking back home. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall before completely breaking down.

*3 months later*

I was sitting on my couch, watching TV when my phone vibrated. I opened it and saw that it was my best friend.

Meet me at the forest in 5?

Yeah, sure :)

I shut off the TV before standing up and pulling on my vans and walking out the door and to the little field and forest that Y/B/F/N and I always go to. I breathed in the summer air as I walked down the street, the only sound that of my feet on the cement and the birds in the sky. I walked up to the park and into the forest to get to where her and I usually sit. I suddenly heard something unusual and stopped walking to try and make out the sound. It sounded like a guitar. I brushed it off as I kept walking. Suddenly I turned the corner and saw someone I never thought I would see again. Shawn. She tricked me, didn’t she? Memories came flooding back as I saw my ex boyfriend sitting on a rock, strumming his guitar and singing his new song, “Crazy”. I couldn’t help but smile as I walked over to him and watched as he finished the song. He picked up a bouquet of pink peonies from beside him and handed them to me, knowing they were my favourite flower and I found roses extremely cliché.

“Thank you,” I managed to say.

“I’m so sorry,” he said. I looked down at my feet.

“I’m sorry I’ve barely tried to reach you, I wasn’t really sure what to do. I am so sorry for putting certain things before you. You know that I’m completely in love with you and now I know that I cannot go on without you and I really need you. I don’t even know if you still love me, but I’m so sorry for everything and if I can get one more chance I’ll make you as happy as a girl can be,” he said, pouring his heart out to me. I felt tears form in my eyes.

“I love you, I’m sorry,” I choked out. He pulled me into his arms and I stood there, holding him close.

“I will never ever let you go,” he mumbled into my hair.

“Better not,” I smiled as I cupped his face and pressed my lips against his.

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, everything,” he said.

“You don’t need to, having you here is enough,” I said as I hugged him again.

“I love you,” he said again.

“I love you too, these past few months have been awful,” I said, chuckling lightly.

“I know, me too,” he said.

“But who cares because you’re here now, we’re together, and everything’s okay,” I smiled.

“Yes you’re right,” he smiled as he pecked my lips once more.

“Now, how about we go and cuddle?” I asked, smirking up at him.

“Of course,” he laughed as he picked up his guitar and we made our way back to my house, our hands intertwined and our hearts beyond happy.

Mine {S.M}

requested//Shawn imagine based off of Taylor Swift’s “mine”

When you were in college, you worked in a diner. Your family wasn’t the most wealthy, but you ended up getting into college on a scholarship, but you still had to wait tables in your free time so you could keep clothes on your back and food on the table. Nothing interesting ever really happened at the diner. It wasn’t a place celebrities would come, or even some popular kids from in town would come to your diner. So it was probably the most shocking thing to ever happen to you when on a Wednesday afternoon, the Shawn Mendes walks into your diner. Yeah, it was his home town but you never thought he would visit your run down diner. It was just you and the cook, Jerry, working. You were the only two people in the diner when Shawn came in with his body guard. Jerry had no idea who this kid was, and you were basically having a seizure when he walked in. When you went to ask him what he wanted to eat, he was the sweetest person you had ever met. He smiled and said please and thank you. He seemed grateful, and when you told him you were a big fan, his exact words were:
“It’s great to hear that I have a fan that is so beautiful.” His cheeks turned red and so did yours.
“I’ll um, I’ll go get your burger.” Was all you could muster. You thought you had just embarrassed yourself to make him think you were awkward, but boy were you wrong. When you came back with his burger, he had written his phone number on a napkin and told you to call him.
You didn’t believe it, but eventually you did call him. When he answered, he said he was going back on tour that Friday, and it was Tuesday. Which made him ask you on date the next night. He asked if you wanted to come over to his house and watch movies, and of course you said yes. You knew you couldn’t go out in public for a date because of teenage girls and paparazzi.
He had gone to your middle school, so you lived pretty close to him. So you only drove ten minutes to get to his house the next day. His house was so welcoming and homey. It didn’t seem like a celebrity lived there. His sister was upstairs and his parents were out with friends. So it was pretty much just the two of you. It was nice sitting on the couch, talking over the movie for the most part. You forgot the movie was even on after a while. You just talked about your lives, and how they were both crazy in different ways. You never imagined that a celebrity would ever take interest in you, but he took it to a whole new level. As you were about to leave, he walked you to the door and pressed his lips to yours.
Of course you were cautious, because you didn’t want to be played like your mother was by your father. You weren’t certain if you wanted to be in a relationship with this guy, even if he seemed like a dream come true. But that only lasted for two days. He asked you to come say goodbye to him on tour, and he asked you to be his girlfriend. Of course you said yes, because his actions and words were so genuine. You usually were so careful about love, but for Shawn you let yourself be careless. You let yourself love him without. He wasn’t gone on tour for more than a week before he took a small break and came back. You were shocked when he said the only reason he didn’t stay in New York for the week was for you, because he wanted to take you to his favorite place.
The lake. His house was close to a lake, so he wanted to take you to the dock just to hang out by the lake. It was way to cold to swim in it. So as soon as he got off of that tour bus, he picked you up and took you to that lake. As you both sat, your feet hanging off the dock and hands entwined, you thought about how lucky you were to call him yours. You didn’t think you would ever be able to that to someone like him. Every single day you thought about how lucky you were. You only ever thought about how happy you were with Shawn. Every day that you went to his concerts, every day you would go on movie dates, every day that you went for walks. You just loved being able to call him yours. And he loved being able to call you his. But your careful nature was thrown aside during your relationship with Shawn, and you didn’t see the blow out you had. It was a year and a half into your relationship when the huge fight happened.
The fans hated you, I mean you didn’t expect any better. You didn’t expect to be able to hear many positive things being said about you anymore. You signed up for it the second you dialed Shawn’s phone number into your phone. But calling his fans jerks and rude didn’t sit well with Shawn. He understood what they were doing was wrong, and it hurt, but he loved his fans so much and he didn’t like anyone saying anything negative about them. Yes, he would send out messages telling them to stop and delete comments he saw, and made sure that they knew he loved you and if they truly loved him they wouldn’t do this.
Well, you didn’t feel the same way about his fans and it turned into a huge fight. You called one another the nastiest things and you knew you wee just breaking one another apart, and neither of you cared at all how much pain you were causing the other.
Eventually, Shawn commented on how you were just too insecure with how you look and that’s what made you hate the fans. You both stopped screaming for a moment. You both realized what he had done and you started at one another in silence. You weren’t sure what to say as tears streamed down your cheeks, so you just ran out of the house. As the cool air hit your face, you didn’t realize how late it was. It was about 2:30 a.m, and you were standing in the middle of the street. You stood staring at the concrete for what seemed like a year until you heard footsteps. You knew they were Shawn’s, and you were almost certain it was to throw a bag at you or to tell you to leave. But he took you by surprise.
“I love you, and I love every thing about you. I know you hate me right now, but I will never leave you alone. You are the best thing that’s ever been mine.”

I absolutely hate this imagine why do I sUCK & it’s short why are the bad ones always short


You have a child with Jack Gilinsky but hr leaves and comes back 3 years later PART 2 “Hmmmm hmm hmmm” you hummed to the radio as it played music softly. It was around 4 in the afternoon and you were excited to come home from work. Jack had just recently moved in with you after hr finished his tour, and you couldn’t complain. He was struggling to keep up with Ethan, not knowing exactly what to do when you were gone, but he was getting better. He was trying to be the father that he missed out on being for the last three years. You pulled into the driveway, turning the key before getting out of the car, grabbing Ethan’s birthday cake and party accessories considering his birthday was tomorrow. “Oh shit” you mumbled as you nearly tripped over one of Ethan’s toys that was laying in the front yard. Right before you were going to kick it away you heard Ethan screaming, making you instantly run in quickly. Your heart started racing fast as you walked through the door, immediately being engulfed with smoke, the sound of Ethan screaming and the smoke detector going off. “JACK!” You yelled loudly as you dropped everything and setting the cake down before running to the kitchen. “Oh my god Jack!” You yelled as you watched your worried boyfriend dodging the flames from his burnt pile of bacon. “Seriously jack!?” You screamed as you quickly ran to the cabinet to grab flour. “I tried putting water on it but it just got bigger” he yelled over Ethan and the smoke detectors noise as you poured the flour over the fire, it instantly going away. You sighed with relief as the fire died down. “That’s because its a grease fire. You have to put flour or dirt on it. Water is the worse for grease fires. ” you replied as you grabbed a cook book from the table to fan the smoke detector before it turned off. By the time you had gotten it to stop, Jack was standing behind you with a silent Ethan. You turned around looking at Jack’s nervous face before laughing loudly. “What’s so funny!?” He asked as you held your stomach from laughing so hard. “You looked so scared ” you said between laughter’s. “Oh oh laugh it up. ” he complained before walking away. “Okay okay I’m sorry. What were you doing anyways?” You asked as you followed him into the living room. “I just wanted make you some eggs and bacon before you got home. Today was going so good! Ethan didn’t cry at all, we just played all day and I had to ruin it. "He said as he flopped down on the couch. "You didn’t ruin it babe. You actually made my day after I got the fire down. I really appreciate the thought of it” you said with a small giggle following behind. “ how did that even happen?” You questioned pointing towards the kitchen. “I uhm, kind of forgot about it?” He said scratching the back of his head. “Oh lord” you said rolling your eyes standing up. “Hey baby” you said picking Ethan up. “I missed you” you said kissing his dirty cheek. “ Ethan when’s the last time you’ve gotten a bath?” You asked noticing the funky smell and dirty cheeks. “Shit.. ” jack mumbled. You giggled knowing he was trying. Raising a kid is really hard so you didn’t blame him for messing up a few times. “ mommy you and daddy bath with me?” Ethan asked, looking up at you with his chocolate brown eyes. “Its fine I’ll bath with you okay” you replied. “What about me?” Jack whined. “Jack. I want to lay down and relax in the jacuzzi, not splash water everywhere. ” you replied. “Fine” he mumbled. You giggled before walking towards the bathroom with ethan, turning the water on. “Ethan go tell daddy to get you some PJs” you ordered. He immediately ran out of the room screaming daddy. You smiled to yourself, knowing you had your family back. You sat on the edge of the tub, placing your hand under the water to feel the warmth. You sighed heavily as you lifted your shirt over your head before kicking your shoes off your feet. “Hey the guys are coming over later to help set up for the party tomorrow” jack replied as he walked in with a couple of towels and Ethan’s change of clothes. “Thanks” you said as you grabbed the towels from him. “You sure you don’t want me to join?” He asked with a sly smirk on his face. “I mean you can, I am craving a good back massage” you said smiling up at him. “Awesome let me go get Ethan and another towel. ” he said running out of the bathroom with excitement. **30 minutes later** “ ethan stop that tickles” you giggled as ethan ran his toy car up your leg as if it was a road. You were laying with your back placed against jacks as he gently massaged your shoulders, ethan down at your feet. “So, are you and Ethan going to come on tour with me next month?” Jack asked. You sighed heavily. Tour was a very loud place. Fans going crazy, and constant moving. You didn’t know if it was suitable for Ethan to be in that type of environment with him being so young, but you knew he wouldn’t like being away from Jack that long either. “I’ll consider it. I don’t know if it’d be safe for Ethan” you replied, looking down at Ethan. “I know but I can make it safe for him. Extra security, everything. Y/N I don’t want to be away from you guys again. I can’t even stand being away for a day. ” he replied. You sighed heavily. You honestly didn’t want to be away from Jack either. “Fine. But Ethan better have like four securities everywhere go. And that’s just for him ” you replied making jack chuckle. “Deal”. *next day* “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Ethan, happy birthday to you!” Everyone sang out as you carried the large dinosaur cake to where Ethan was at. “How old are you Ethan?” Jack’s dad asked as he faced the camera towards him. “FOUR!” He yelled back with excitement. “Alright blow out the candles.” Jack said leaning down next to Ethan. “Wait you have to make a wish first!” Ethan said as if he was a pro at it. “Oops I’m sorry, you make your wish!” Jack said throwing his hands up in surrender. You giggled as ethan closed his eyes, placing his hands together for a couple of senconds before he inhaled deeply before blowing out the candles. You all clapped and cheered him on before you ran to the kitchen, grabbing a big knife and one small plastic one. “Ethan, will you help me cut the cake?” You asked holding the plastic knife out to him. “Oh my goodness!” Ethan said with shock as he grabbed the knife, excited to cut. “Aright do what I do” you said placing the knife on the edge of the cake which he did so as well. “Alright now press down” you instructed. “I did it ! ” he cheered loudly as the knife went into the cake. “Wooohhh!” Everyone cheered. Eventually everyone got a slice of cake, few some messy uneven slices but it was the thought that counted. You stood quietly at the door of the kitchen, looking into the living room as Ethan opened presents that people had bought. “Hey” Jack said as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Hey” you said sighing heavily, relaxing yourself onto his chest. “I think he loves it” jack said, referring to the party. “Oh I know he does. Every since you’ve come back he’s been the happiest he’s ever been since he’s been born. ” you exclaimed. “I’m sorry” jack said into your ear. “No its okay, you’re back and that’s all that matters. ” you replied. “No, I missed out on three years of my child growing up, but I don’t want to miss out on anymore of it. But I want to make sure of that” jack said. You furrowed your eyebrows together before jack walked around to be in front of you, getting down on one knee. “Oh my god” you gasped, your hands flying to your face to cover your mouth. “Y/N, I know that wasn’t the best boyfirned back then, and I know you had to GI through so much raising ethan without me. But I’m here now, and I want to make sure that we stay a family for the rest of my life. Marry me?” He asked as he pulled out a sterling silver ring. “Oh my god of course!” You cried out nodding your head vigorously. Jack smiled from ear to ear before wrapping his arms tightly around you. “Group hug!” You heard Ethan yell as everyone clapped at the proposal. “Yes come here little guy” you said holding your arms out. “Mommy why are you crying?” Ethan asked as he looked at your watering eyes. “Because I’m happy baby” you replied before kissing his for head. *four weeks later*** “JACK” you yelled loudly from your bedroom. “What what!?” He yelled stumbling down the hall to your shared room. You grinned widely at him from the bed. “I’m pregnant”

Happy Father’s Day, Nate

Request: Imagine where y/n wakes up and realises its Father’s Day but her dad left when she was young so Nate comforts her but they also have a young daughter so once she feels better they have a super cute day and Nate keeps looking out for y/n superrrr cute X

A/N: Okay, so the storyline is different than expected and I didn’t realize until that the end of the story when I went back to find the request and reread what it had said, so I am very sorry! Although, the general idea still remains the same. (: Like I said before, doing requests isn’t my strong suit, but I am trying to improve on that skill. Hopefully I get much better in the future! I hope you still enjoy, loves. Any feedback is much appreciated, hehe. Like, reblog, or hit me with an ask about anything: confessions, discussions, opinions, or criticism. Please feel free to do any. (:


Light nearly as bright as the sun itself was gleaming through the blinds of your window, indicating your closed eyes that it was time to wake up as the morning has just started over a little a while ago. As if the luminescence of the sun wasn’t enough to completely get you out of bed, your daughter of 4-years-old barges in through the cracked-open door of your bedroom that you share with your husband, Nate.

Your daughter jumps straight into bed with you to an empty side where Nate usually lies and yells, “Mommy, mommy! It’s time to get up!”

She pulls the cover off your body, but you playfully grabbed the sheets from her and return to your previous position, except with the sheets now covering your face. “Mommy’s not here at the moment,” you comically groaned. “Leave a message after the beep… Beep!” She bursts into a fit of laughter and you took the open opportunity to attack her with tickles and kisses.

The laughs and gleeful screams of your daughter was loud enough to bring to Nate’s attention that he needed to save her from the giggles of death. He comes in the bedroom from the kitchen to see his two favorite girls with each other, laughing and smiling both your hearts away. You still pounce on your daughter, nonetheless, until you see Nate come in the room. Only when you pretend to be distracted by him do you allow your daughter to redeem herself. The tables have turn and your daughter was the one attacking you now! 

“Let’s get her!!” Nate roars as he charges at you. Hands of both your daughter and Nate were all over you - on your sides, toes, the bottom of your feet, neck, and armpits were the main targets.

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry!” you desperately plead. You raise your hands above your hand. “Mommy gives up!”

Nate, who thinks giving in wasn’t enough to get you out of the situation, decides to give you a second chance. “Tell us who the winners are and we’ll stop,” he cheekily says.

“Yeah!” your daughter follows, mimicking the father she loves, oh, so much. “Tell us, Mommy!” Your daughter, at this point, becomes a giggling machine.

You look at your daughter and say, “You, sweetie.” Grasping onto her arm, you bring her down, hugging her as tight as you can and kissed her once more on the cheek. Then, letting go of her and turning to Nate, you sit up to kiss him on the lips. “And of course you, too, honey. Happy Father’s Day, Nate.” A grin appeared on your face and the same on his. 

But then a long and stretched “EEEWWW!” came from your daughter who added a scrunched up face to her reaction. The three of you laughed and had finally calmed down with only small sounds of panting exiting your guy’s system. “Come on, Dad. Let’s go finish making pancakes,” your daughter insists. “I’ll race you!!” Whoosh, off the bed and out the door she goes. Just when you thought she was out of energy.

“Thank you, lil mama,” Nate replies. He kisses you on your forehead before he heads out the door, yelling out to your guy’s daughter, “That is sooo cheating!”

You smiled after the two tornadoes left; however, your mood quickly changes. “Father’s Day…” you sighed. It wasn’t until after Nate and your daughter had left when you began to contemplate on the fact that… you’ve never really had a father figure growing up. Your dad left you at such a young age, but it was still old enough for you to remember the pain and burden you felt. There were nights where you cried yourself to sleep, there were days where you set yourself up for disappointment by thinking your dad would come bursting through those doors at any moment, and there were times when people would look at you with such unwanted pity. There were more, unfortunately, and this barely scraped up the surface. Nevertheless, it was all too overwhelming. You lay in your bed - knees bent towards you, arms wrapped around your legs, and eyes staring off into nothing while your mind was being consumed by every viable thought about your father and how life was like without one.

Being too out of it to realize him, Nate slowly swings the door open and inches his head in. He does this in hopes of not waking you up, thinking that you have fallen asleep after he and the other troublemaker left the room, but to his surprise, he finds that you are awake. Nate, who’s been with you for well over 8 years, knows you well enough to know when something is wrong. He could detect your mood, whether it was sadness or anger or happiness, by just looking into your eyes. He walks in the room, making his whole body now visible, and softly calls you out. “(Y/N)? Lil mama, you okay?”

You jolt at the sudden sound of his voice as your mind snaps back to reality. Nate walks over, sitting at the end of your feet and holds gently onto your ankle, rubbing small circles on your bare skin with his thumb. A sigh escapes your lips. But with a shake to the head, you lied, “Yeah.”

“(Y/N)…” he says. The unintentional sigh gave the lie away.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered. “It’s just…” You stopped speaking and bit your lip to restrain yourself from tearing.

Clearly noticing the struggle you forced upon yourself, Nate climbs onto the bed and sits next to you. He quickly opens his arm and embraces you in a hug as your head falls to the crook of his neck. “I know, baby. Don’t be sorry for anything when you have nothing to be sorry for.” And before you knew it, tears started rushing down your cheeks and Nate holds you tighter, delicately rocking you back and forth. Whimpers were getting louder, breath intake was getting heavier, your body becoming shakier. “It’s okay, (Y/N). I’m here now.” He parts his body and gazes at you - from your tear stained cheeks, bright red eyes, to your crimson colored nose. “But you know what?” he asked as he pushed back your hair behind your ear. “It was his loss,” Nate verbalizes. “It was his loss and he missed out on the best thing that has ever happened to him.” He then tenderly lays the biggest, most prominent kiss on the very top of your head, bringing you back into his arms and caressed the back of your head, allowing you to cry some more into his shoulder. Nate couldn’t bear the thought of knowing you had to go through this alone for days, months, and years at a time. But he was here now and he wasn’t alone. You have your daughter in your life and you knew in your heart that Nate would never leave her; you knew in your heart that Nate would never leave you.

“Mommy? Daddy? (If you’re cringing, your mind has been tainted, LOL.)” Nate’s attention goes to the door while your head impulsively pops up, showing that you’ve been crying when you didn’t want your daughter to know. “Mommy!” your daughter runs to you with a worried expression on her face. She didn’t know what happened, but she knew what would make you feel better and that was a tight hug and many kisses to the cheeks, just the way you do to her. 

“Mama’s okay, sweetheart,” you smiled, wiping the tears from your face. Your sobs turned into sniffles and you laughed away your sadness with one look at Nate and your daughter together. You stroke the back of your daughter’s head and turned to the both of them. “RACE YOU GUYS! Last one there’s a rotten egg!” you screamed as run off the bed and into the kitchen.

Your daughter was the second to descend from the bed. “HEY, THAT’S CHEATING!!” she laughs hysterically while she runs behinds you.

Nate, on the other hand, couldn’t help but bring his head down and smile at moments like this where the three of you are amazing together.

Today is going to be a good day.


Jack Gilinsky - Best buddies

Request: Jack G imagine??? Were your really good friends with all the boys when you were little. But when they go on tour you lose touch with the them😦 and when they came back and you grew up u catch jacks attention😄?? Keep it up girls💕😌


“Okay, that’s the last box,” mom announced getting out the box I was keeping my photographs in from my closet. I thought clearing my room out would be easy, but so many old things were piled up everywhere around that it took us a whole day to sort everything out.

“Oh, those are all my memories,” I sighed smiling as I sat down to the floor and opened the box revealing all the photos.

“Oh my God, it’s so sweet,” mom said showing a picture of me around the age of six. My hair was in two ponytails and I was wearing a cute little red dress.

“I should wear my hair like this more often,” I laughed starting to look at all the photos. After a few of just me or me and my mom I found some that made me a bit sad.

It was taken in my school, to be exact, on my first day of school. I was posing with the two Jacks, all three of us smiling widely. My mom told me that on the first day instead of talking with the girls I just walked up to the Jacks and Sammy and we instantly became friends.

“Do you miss them?” mom asked me smiling at me sadly. I nodded sighing and looking at the other photos of the boys and me. We were best friends until they left to go on a tour. We occasionally still talked, Johnson called me almost every month, just to ask how I am, but since all three of them were super busy all the time our friendship vanished. Or at least I thought it did.

I still missed them and seeing those photos made me feel like I needed to speak to them. I took a photo of the pictures and creating a group I texted all of them with the following message: “Found some amazing relics! We looked so dope, hope all of you are doing fine :) xx”

We finished packing and when we were done with everything the boys texted me back.

JJ: “Gosh Y/N, I feel so old now, thanks!”

SW: “Because you are, J.”

JG: “That means you are too, Sammy boy. We should do a reunion next week when we are home.”

I was so glad Gilinsky said that, this way I wasn’t the first one to ask it. I immediately wrote back that I’m in for a meeting, and half an hour later we agreed on going out together when they all get back home next week. I was so glad we would hang out just like before, I missed them so much and I couldn’t wait to see them again, after years.

I saw photos of them obviously and I have to admit puberty used some magic on them, I wasn’t surprised that so many girls were in love with them. They all looked so damn good, I wouldn’t have thought it back in the days when we were just fooling around after school every day.

Needless to say that I made sure to look the best on our big reunion. I bought a new dress and watched several makeup tutorials so I could create the perfect makeup. It took me hours to get ready before the meeting, but it was totally worth it.

“Woah, you look stunning, Honey,” mom told me as I walked down the stairs.

“Thank you. I’m leaving to meet the boys.”

“I’m so glad you guys will catch up.”

I smiled at her and then said goodbye, I didn’t want to be late. We were meeting at a restaurant to have dinner together and then decide what we want to do. When I got there they all were there, I saw them from far and Johnson immediately waved at me when he saw me in the crowd. I attempted to look as confident as it was possible and I gladly noticed that men were turning after me as I walked over to them.

“Gosh, Y/N you look so gorgeous,” Johnson greeted me hugging me quickly.

“Thank you, you all look good too,” I smiled as giving Jack and Sam a hug too. We walked into the restaurant and sat down to our reserved table. I could feel Gilinsky’s eyes on me while we were ordering and it made me feel special and beautiful. He was a great guy back then and I was sure nothing changed and I knew he could have had any girl he wanted, but now he couldn’t take his eyes off me.

“So, Y/N, what have you been up to lately?” Sam asked when we got our food. They had been talking about their tour and their career. I was so glad to hear that they are doing what they always wanted to do.

“Um, I just started college and sometimes I go to model castings,” I admitted smiling shyly.

“Modeling? That’s so awesome!” Gilinsky said cheerfully.

“Yeah, I had some small gigs, but it’s nothing serious.”

“Like what?”

“I modeled for a webstore and I had a few smaller campaigns,” I said shrugging.

“That’s so awesome! You know what? You should be in our next video,” Johnson suggested and the boys agreed.

“That would be amazing,” I said not believing that they just offered me my yet biggest modeling gig. “I would be honored.”

“And we would be lucky to have you in our video,” Gilinsky smiled at me. I loved his bright smile, and this lighter hair color looked so damn good on him. We stared at each other for a long moment before turning away. I hoped he felt the same as I did. It was so different to be around him now that we were basically adults. It felt more serious.

After dinner we decided to have a drink somewhere, so we moved to a bar nearby and I was glad I dressed up, so I fit into the surrounding.

We had a few drinks and just talked about things we used to do, I couldn’t stop laughing once Sam started to recall all our crazy memories. Shortly after midnight we decided to go home and continue it sometimes soon.

“I’ll walk you home,” Gilinsky told me when we got out of the bar. I smiled at him nodding.

“See you guys later,” I said giving Johnson and Sam a big hug, and then Gilinsky and I started to walk home. We talked about random things, and it was just like when we were close friends. Sometimes I wished they wouldn’t have gone to the Magcon tour, but then I knew that it was selfish to say something like that. I was happy for them.

When we got to my house we had this awkward pause before he spoke up first.

“I’m really glad that we could meet again, I missed you,” he said looking into my eyes.

“I missed you too.”

I could see that he was struggling with something, and then finally he decided to say it out loud.

“Hey, I was wondering if you would want to have lunch tomorrow or something. You know, I would love to hear more about you.”

I smiled biting my bottom lip. How could I say no to him?

“I’m in. Pick me up at one.”

I saw the relief come over him hearing my answer, then he nodded and took a few steps back.

“Alright. See you tomorrow,” he waved before turning around and walking away.

I got to see my best buddies and then I was asked out by one of them and I said yes. You could say I had a very eventful day.

dare {smut: j.g.}

“gilinsky smut where you’re playing truth or dare with some of the boys”
Ah, Saturday night truth or date circles. Your favourite part of the week. The Omaha crew made this especially great. Your four favourite boys sat high off of their asses, drink in hand, in a circle on the floor. “YN! Hurry your pretty little ass in here!” Sammy yelled, you laughed and walked back from the kitchen, drink in your hand. “Shut up, Samuel.” You sat on the ground in between the Jacks. “Looking good, YN.” Johnson joked, making everyone (including yourself) laugh. You looked down to notice your tank top and baggy grey sweats. “I know.” You smiled and too a drink of the drink you had just mixed. Nate started off, spinning the empty bottle causing Jack (G.) to groan when it landed on him and Johnson. “Truth or date, Jack Finnegan Gilinsky?” He asked in his British accent. “Truth, fuck it.” He laughed. A chorus of boos and teases came from Sammy and Nate, making everyone laugh. “Alright, is it true that you’ve gotten off to a picture of YN before??” Johnson asked smirking. “Ooohhh!!!” Sammy laughed. Gilinsky blushes red as a tomato. You couldn’t even imagine how bad you were blushing. “Yeah, it’s is..” He clears his throat and looks away. All of the boys dying with laughter. “Why would you jack off to the picture if you could have the real thing at just a couple you words??” You said, causing everyone to stop their laughing and looked at you. After a couple moments of silence, Jack spoke up. “Well, I didn’t realize.. Uh..” He was blushing all over again. “I um..” You laughed, “Let’s start the game up again.” You smiled and spun the bottle, it landed on Sammy and Johnson. Of course they did some dumb ass dare and finally, Nate was your savior and dared you to go upstairs with Gilinsky for 25 minutes. You silently thanked him and helped Jack up. “Ready to act out your fantasies, baby boy?” You asked, looking up at him and biting your lip. He groaned quietly and nodded. “Don’t be too loud now, kids!” Johnson teased. “Condoms are in the bed side table!” Sammy called back, laughing. “You owe me, both of you!” Nate said, making everyone laugh. You got upstairs, and went into the guest room and lead Jack in and shut the door. You leaned him against the door. “So, little Finnegan, what did you imagine me doing in this little vision of yours?” You asked biting your lip. “W-well, you um.. You sucked me off and then rode me, oh god. Your boobs looked so good bouncing on top of me, and the noises you were making were driving me crazy. Oh god, you’re so fucking sexy and you don’t even realize what you do to me YN.” He said, you noticed the small tent starting to raise in his shorts. “Oh baby,” you moaned at his words. He stepped closer to you and finally kissed you. The kiss soon got heated and clothes were flying off. “You’re so beautiful,” he panted as you fumbled with his pants buttons. You nodded and sunk down to your knees as you pulled his pants down along with his boxers. “Fuck baby, you’re so big for me..” You have his tip a quick kiss. He whimpered and put his hands in your hair. “Don’t be afraid to pull.” You said with a wink, then you sucked down his shaft. “F-fuck, YN.” He said, shutting his eyes. You quickly bobbed your head, pumping what wasn’t in your mouth quickly. “YN!” He moaned, “Fuck, you’re amazing at this!” You moaned around him, and he pulled on your hair softly. You looked up at him through your eyelashes and slowly pulled off of him with a pop.“I-i won’t last, you’re so fucking hot goddammit.” You smirked at sat up, you walked over to the bedside dresser, swaying your hips. He groaned and bit his lip. You pulled out a condom and ripped it open with your teeth. You slid it onto his length. “I want you to fuck me so hard against this wall that I can’t stand for days, Jack.. Can you do that, baby boy?” You asked trailing a hand down his chest. “I can do all that and more, babygirl.” He smirked and unbuckled your bra. He massaged them slowly and rested you against the door. You let out a soft moan and threw your head back. “10 minutes!” Nate called up the stairs. Jack smirked and rubbed your clit quickly. “Fuck!” You moaned, your eyes rolling back. “So wet.” He mumbled, smirking. He slid into you and wrapped your legs around him. He bite his lip and began to trust into you. Slowly then very quickly. Both of you, unable to keep your moans quiet. He rubbed your clit, while sucking a deep purple mark into your neck and pounding into you. “FUCKING, JACK!!! UHHHH!” You screamed in pleasure, “I-I’m so cl-close..” He panted. You nodded quickly as he lifted your leg up into his shoulder and hit a new angel. “Fuck!” You moaned loudly. “Yes! Right there, Jack! Oh my god, yeesss!!” You moaned continuously then came all of him. He whimpered your name before gripping on your hips super tight then releasing his load into the condom, moaning. You both were breathing rapidly as you tried to come down. “Two minutes! Better start putting your clothes on now!” Johnson said with a laugh. Jack laughed and put you down. You got your clothes on, thankful that you were wearing sweats and not a complicated outfit. You two walked out hand in hand, giving each other a few more kisses. You hopped on his back and he carried you down stairs. “Well, perfect timing.” Sammy laughed. “Jack Finnegan Gilinsky, I now crown you king of the quickies." Johnson said in his posh British accent, making everyone roll with laughter.


Johnson Imagine.

I am currently laying across my bed trying to get this massive amount of homework done before class tomorrow but my boyfriend Jack, yes Jack Johnson keeps trying to call me. I love him to death and any other time I would have picked up the phone on the first ring, but that boy is a distraction that I cannot have at this moment. 

This is the fifth time my phone has rang. Ugh! “What Jack!?” I ask in an obvious annoyed tone. “Whoa, I’m sorry babe. I didn’t mean to make you angry I was just asking how your homework was coming and to ask if you needed anything like coffee, a hug, a small distraction..” I could tell he was just trying to stall to try and get my mind on something else. “This phone call was distraction enough, bye Jack I’ll see you later.” I said quickly hanging up the phone before Jack could add anything else in.

I was almost finished with my English paper when I heard a light tap on my bedroom window. I glanced over in confusion, what is that? I walk slowly over to the window looking out and seeing Jack standing there with small pebbles in his hands. 

“You’re so cheesy.” I spoke just above a whisper as I opened the window. “Yeah, but you love it.” Jack said with a heart stopping smile which made me smile. God, I’m crazy about this person, and he has no idea how much I love him I’m afraid to tell him, afraid it will drive him away. 

Jack walked over to my window, pushing it open the rest of the way and climbed through. He pulled me into a hug kissing my forehead making me relax instantly. The things this boy does to me. 

“I hope you haven’t worked that pretty little head of yours too much. Don’t want you getting stressed.” he said pulling me over to my bed with him pulling me onto his lap. 

“(Y/N), if you knew how much power you had over me when you look at me like that, you could probably kill me and I wouldn’t mind.” he said as he looked from my eyes placing his forehead on my shoulder. 

 Slowly I moved my hand to his chin lifting his face so he was looking me in the eyes again.  "Jack, if only you knew that every time you look me in the eyes  you’re slowly killing me.“ 

 He moved closer to me lightly pressing his lips to mine in a sweet,  yet passionate kiss.  I moved closer deepening the kiss as he slowly leans back on my bed.  I cupped his face not wanting the sweet kiss to end. 

 "I love you so much Jack Edward Johnson.”  I said giving him another kiss. 

 "And I love you (Your full name).“ kissing me as well. 

So I got some random inspiration to write this. I hope you all enjoy it!! 

Phone Calls -Jack Gilinsky (Smut)

Request- Could you do an imagine where jack g’s angry cause a guy keeps calling while yous make out so he makes you answer and eats you out during it.

Straddling Jack, his lips on mine, our tongues fighting for dominance, and just like the hundreds of times before, he won. The scene between us was heating up by the second. Slowly I began to grind my heat against his growing hard on. Jack lets out a throaty groan which is muffled by the kiss. Leaving my lips, Jack’s lips trailed down my jawline to my neck, finding my weak spot. Sucking, biting and running his tongue over my skin, I let out a moan letting him know to keep on going. As Jack trailed his lips back up to my own, my phone interrupted us once again. “I thought you turned it off,” Jack says in a statement rather than a question.  I can tell he was annoyed. I slowly nod my head, before I could reach for it, Jack beats me to it. “It’s that stupid asshole again,” he refers to my ex boyfriend, Kyle, who has been calling me frequently, today being one of those days. “Just ig-Jack what are you doing?” I question him as he slides his finger across the screen and answers the phone call. “Answering the asshole, here,” he places the phone next to my ear. I stayed silent for a few seconds causing Kyle to speak first. “Y/n?” “Kyle.” Jack motions me off of me and i do as he says taking the seat next to him. “You’re going to keep him on the phone the whole time,” Jack whispers as he moves to the floor in front of me, sliding my yoga pants and thong down at the same time. My mouth was agape as i stared at Jack’s every move. Was he serious?

“Oh and on speaker please,” Jack wears his signature smirk on his face. I roll my eyes at him and remove my phone from my ear, placing it on speaker. “Hello? y/n are you still there?” “Huh? Oh yeah sorry, just got a little distracted.” Jack’s fingers trailed up my thighs and then up my folds, feeling how wet I had gotten from our make out session. “So what have you been up to?” Kyle tries to begin small talk. “Why did you call Kyle?” I say trying to end this phone call as soon as possible. “I’ve been thinking about us a lot lately,” I watched Jack as he got extremely close to my heat, blowing air over it. I bite my bottom lip trying not to moan out loud, he points to the phone. “W-what a-about us K-kyle? We b-broke up l-like centuries a-ago.” “I know but I never stopped loving you y/n.” Right after that Jack scoffs and  runs his tongue from my hole all the way up to my clit and sucked on it, causing me to let out a moan which I had to cover up by coughing. “Are you okay?” Kyle questions. “Huh? Oh yeah perfectly fine,” I clear my throat. “Anyway, I was wondering if we could meet for coffee?” Jack kept on working his magic with his tongue, it took everything in my not to let out a moan.

“Why now? I mean you know I’m with J-jACK. Fuck” I mumble the last part. I look at Jack the whole time, a smirk on his face when I say his name. “I know, but do you really love him like you love me?” “Loved you Kyle. And of course I do love J-jack. He’s my everything. Fuck oh god” Jack slides in one of his fingers, slowly pumping it. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “Y-yeah, just b-banged my t-toe o-on a c-corner.” Jack chuckles as my excuse which sends vibrations throughout my heat, causing me to shiver, and let out a moan at the feeling. “Y/n?” “Sorry, I just b-banged i-it r-really h-hard.” “So can we meet for some coffee and talk about us?” “W-what the f-fuck is there to talk about, J-jack” He adds another finger. “Jack? Are you sure you’re feeling okay y/n” “Mhm, p-per- oh god Jack” I moan out at the feeling that Jack is making me feel right now. His tongue and his fingers pumping in and out. Im about to cum, i mouth to Jack who has been looking at me this whole time. “Jack what about Jack?” I let out a loud moan not caring if kyle found out what was happening right now.

I run my hand through Jacks hair and lightly tugg on it. Pulling Jack closer to my heat I wrap my legs around his shoulders trapping him and forgetting about Kyle being on the other line.  "Fuck Jack, oh fuck" I moan loud as soon as i can’t take it anymore and release myself all over him. “Are you?” I heard Kyle on the other line, whom i had completely forgotten about for a few seconds. Jack grabs the phone from my hand and speaks “Listen, I’m pretty sure you know what just happened, and now you know how good I can make her feel. That wasn’t the beginning of it actually. Anyway Y/n wants nothing to do with you, so if you can just back the fuck off and not be that desperate hoe that like to ruin people’s relationships.” With that Jack hung up the phone and came up to me kissing me. “That was fun,” he states rather nonchantly. “Maybe for you, not me. Do You know how hard it was for me not to moan every 5 seconds?” He just chuckles as he runs his thumb over my cheek. “How about I make it up to you, this time you could be as loud as you want.” I bite my lip reaching for his belt, unbuckling it. “But not with you tongue this time” I smirk pulling his pants and boxers down.


Feel free to send in requests! I’ll try and get them done as soon as i can! 

Keeping up with the magcon boys

So ths is what you missed:

  • Matt misses everyone being together
  • Nash’s video with Carter, Cam and the Jacks giving us info but everyone thinks Jack and Jack didn’t even get to talk about their new music
  • Nash Grier in a beanie
  • Cam’s cat passed
  • The hotel room pool
  • Cam and Hayes’ cute brother like relationship
  • Jack and Jack’s music video
  • Sam’s photoshoot kills half of the “magcult” and he does a younow after 
  • Taylor is thinking about starting Youtube again
  • Taylor, Dillon and Aaron’s photoshoot
  • Mahogany changes her hair
  • We haven’t found a new name for the fandom yet

And this is what you missed on Keeping Up with the magcon boys this week and today is Wednesday yet

These are the things I had forgotten:

  • Shawn’s photoshoot 
  • Magcon finally goes to Florida but not Orlando
  • Everyone still hating on Carter
  • Maybe new Sam’s merch?


NEW UPDATE: No one knows who is going to Magcon Florida bc of Taylor


I FORGOT (again):







The Loft




The beeping and bright lights of the hospital cause me tocome back to. I open my eyes to be in a hospital bed, connected to multipleneedles and machines. I automatically panic after a few moments, seeing two nurses standing on the right side of my bed.

I sit up quickly, “Where is she? Where is (Y/N)?” I reach for the things keeping me connected to the machines, trying to get them off when the girls make me stay still and say to me calmly,

“Stop, everything’s okay.”

They push me back to lay down and start running their fingers through my hair, are they really fucking flirting with me right now?

“Stop fucking touching me and tell me what happened with (Y/N), or I will fucking walk out right now and rip these fucking things off of me.”

They both step back a little, releasing their hold of me.

One of them says, “She’s breathing, but she’s still unconscious. She’s had a couple problems, but we think she’ll be okay-“
I interrupt her, sitting up again, “You think she’s gonna be okay? Think? I need to fucking see her, now.”

“You saved her, she’s breathing, calm down. Your friends are okay, too. Most of them are conscious. We’re worried about one, but we can talk about that later. Your girlfriend is okay.”

My girlfriend, God, I wish.

The other one puts in, “You nearly died by saving her, you need to start putting yourself first-“
I take my feet off the bed, placing them on the cold hospital floor and say while giving them dirty looks, “Shut up, you don’t know her. None of us would put her second to anyone else. And which boy are you talking about? I want to know everything.”

The girls look at each other before speaking,

“Look, the girl-“

I interrupt, “(Y/N). Her name is (Y/N). Carry on.”

She has a fucking name.

“Okay well (Y/N) is doing okay. She still hasn’t woken up.. which it’s been 15 hours since the accident. She had a large amount of water in her lungs, and we got most of it out. We’re just waiting for her to wake up, and there’s only a 2% that she won’t, it’s very unlikely. She’ll be fine.”

The other girl adds, “Someone called the 911 after seeing you guys all passed out next to the water.”

I start remembering last night. 

(Y/N) tried to tell me to save the boys first, then come get her; but Matt and I brought her up as soon as we broke the windows, but I had to go back and save Johnson. I blacked out on the way up from getting J I guess. Oh my god, is he okay? Is he the one the nurse’s said they’re worried about?

“And about your friend, he’ll be fine as well. He hit his head after he came up from the water. He’s just taking a little longer to wake up. Actually, the rest of the boys are awake-“

Which boy are they talking about?

I step on my feet and raise my voice, getting agitated,

“Take these fucking things off of me and let me go, I’m fine. I won’t be if I don’t see her. Where are the boys?”

The girls look at each other, debating what to do.

“If you take these things off me, I’ll make sure you both get one of the guys, or two if you want. How about that?”

They widen their eyes and both start reaching for band aids and take off the needles and wires connected to me instantly.

They must know who we are.

After I am no longer hooked up to machines, I stretch my arms and walk towards the door and tell them before leaving,
“And yes, we’ll take a picture before we sign out.”

They quietly laugh as I walk into the hall; I see all the doors closed. I walk to the older man at the desk in the middle of the area and ask him,

“I recently got into an accident, I need to know where my friends are-“
He looks up from his computer and tells me, “Well, boy, you and your friends took up this entire hall. Every room consists of one of your friends.”

I thank him and walk to the doors opening each one and telling them to get up and get outside.

(Y/N)’s room is the last one, at the end of the hall, I see her through the window that shows the room. I can’t bring myself to walk in.

I hear each boy come out, one by one and walk to the end of the hall where I am standing in front of (Y/N)’s room, who is next to Matthew’s room.

I knock on Matt’s door, he’s asleep.

He’s the one still unconscious.

If (Y/N) wakes up to find out that Matthew is out of it, she’s going to lose it.

We are all standing outside of Matt and (Y/N)’s rooms, they both have masks on them, giving them oxygen.

Matt has gauze and a wrap around the front of his head.

Shit, he must’ve hit it hard.

(Y/N) has scratches on her face; the glass from the windows left their marks.

My babygirl is in the hospital because of me; because of us.

I tried to save her; I got her out as fast as I could. What did I do wrong?
I feel tears well up in my eyes, and look away from the window to her room.

My hands come up to my face, wiping the tears off as they roll down my cheek.

I feel Johnson come up behind me and turn me around to face him, he brings me in for a tight hug and I put my head on his shoulder.

“Man, you did the best you could. She’s gonna be okay, you saved her,” he says to me while patting my back.

The boys all see me and pat me on the back telling me it’s going to be okay.

When it comes to (Y/N), we are completely different people. We would do anything for her, and just the thought of losing her messes us up inside, bad.

After we bring ourselves together, we decide to figure out what we should do.

Usually I’m the one that comes up with plans, solutions, etc. But I won’t think clearly until I have her in my arms, breathing, and awake.

“Okay, we need to get food in our system. We’ll go get us food downstairs, and bring it up,” Cameron says to Nash and Johnson.

Shawn says, “Aaron and I will sign us all out of the hospital’s care, except for (Y/N) and Matt of course, and we’ll take care of the bill.”

“And we’ll go pick up some surprises for (Y/N) to wake up to,” Nate says referring to him and Sammy.

We all nod and agree, the other boys going to where they need to go.

Carter and Taylor go into Matt’s room, and I bring myself to finally go into her room.

I open the door quietly and shut it behind me. I reach for a chair and bring it closer to her bed.

I reach down for her hand, and hold it gently, just needing to touch her. I see her wearing the promise ring I got her a week or two ago, and twist it around her finger due to me being nervous.
I breathe in and out and lay my head on her stomach, I let out another tear and start talking to her.

“I know you can’t hear this, but god, (Y/N), I need you to,” I stop to sit up again, holding her hand tighter.

“All I want is to see your beautiful eyes open. That’s all I want. I want to tell you how much I appreciate you. I want you to realize how much you truly mean to all of us, how much you mean to me. I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done wrong. I’m sorry for all that Madison bullshit. I’m s-sorry-“ I pause and lay my head down on her arm, where her scars are.

She’s been through too much.

I start slowly rubbing her wrist, and continue.

“Please wake up, we need you, we want you here. You’re scaring us, and I promise nothing like this will ever happen again. We will never let anything fucking hurt you like this.”

I shut my eyes and breathe in and out, trying to get my breathing back on track.

I just want to hold her.

Her wrist starts moving under my grip, I pop my head up instantly and look at her moving her head side to side, beginning to wake up.

Her eyes flutter, and I look at her waiting for her to fully come to.

She looks at me and gets scared sitting up quickly, “Where are we? What happened?”

I stand up and push her back down against the bed gently, “You’re okay, we’re fine babygirl. It’s okay, breathe-“

I see her chest move quickly due to her getting anxious. I lean over over her and kiss her foreheard, “Breathe baby, breathe. In and out. You’re okay, we’re in a hospital.”

When bad things happen, her anxiety goes up the fucking wall.

I turn her over on her good side that isn’t bruised, and move her dress up. I start rubbing her back, knowing that’s the only thing that will calm her down right now. Her breathing slows down as my fingers slowly glide across her bare back.

I turn her back over to lay down on her back, and push her hair out of her face.

“I’m so happy you’re okay, I’ve never been so glad to see those beautiful eyes,” I whisper to her as a soft smile appears on her face.

(Y/N)’s POV:

Even in a hospital bed he makes my stomach turn.

“What happened? All I remember is falling off the bridge. Are you okay? Are the guys okay? Where are they-“

he interrupts me, “Babygirl, I know you’re anxious but you’re just going to worry yourself.”

I take a deep breath, trying to relax myself.

“We’re all fine, most of the boys are actually going to sign the hospital papers and stuff. Look, I need to tell you something. But just know that everything is going to be okay. Alright?”

Oh god.

I motion for him to continue.
“Look, when Matt and I saved you. I came up to get air and then went back down to get Johnson. When I left Matt, he passed out and hit his head, hard,” he says to me in a careful voice trying to not upset me.

“He’s still unconscious. The nurses say he’ll most-likely wake up within the next few hours and he’ll be fine-“

“HE’S WHAT!? What if he doesn’t wake up?! Oh my fucking god, Jack, I-“ I sit up quickly and start crying, feeling an enormous amount of tears coming.

What if he doesn’t wake up?

Jack gets up, standing above me sitting with my legs crossed on the bed.

“He’s going to be okay, I promise. That dude has been through some major injuries, remember? He was the all-star player in high school,” he tells me.

“Yeah, you’re right,” I say while getting out of bed –trying to avoid the thought of Matthew not making it-, leaning on him due to me realizing I have my ankle wrapped. I slowly start removing the painful wires and objects connecting me to the bed, whining while doing so.

He walks us over to the door and I see my reflection in the mirror in the bathroom.

“Damn, I look terrible,” I say while laughing and hopping on one leg, with one arm over his shoulder.

“Shut up, you look fine. Here, jump-“ Jack says turning around so that he can pick me up bridal style, “You don’t need to be walking around barefoot on this hospital floor anyways.”

How does he manage to be so sweet and caring even when I know he’s probably going through pain as well.

We walk out of my hospital room and go into the hall to find all the boys waiting outside.

Cameron comes up to Jack holding me and says, “Oh thank god, you’re awake. Are you okay?”

“I guess so, my ankle hurts like a bitch and I’m all scratched up, but I’m here so I guess that’s good, right?” I say.

Aaron says to us, “Hell yeah that’s good. Also, we signed everyone but you and Matt out. Wait, did you tell her-“

Gilinsky interrupts him and says, “Yeah, she knows. Let’s not talk about it.”

He’s afraid I’m going to have a panic attack.

I look at him with the look that says I’m going to be fine.

Nash and Johnson come up and tell me, “Hospital food is shit. You don’t want it, believe me. We can go get you other food, we have a car downstairs. What do you want? In – n – Out?”

I nod excitedly, “Ugh, yes please.”

They both nod and walk away, leaving to get food again.

My stomach turns again, I just don’t know if it’s because I’m hungry … or if I can’t even stand the thought of any of us getting in a car right now.

“Be careful,” I tell them as they walk away.

Sammy then hands me a huge stuffed animal, Nate standing right behind him holding 5 balloons that say get better soon.

“You have a ton of stuffed animals, we know, but you don’t have one right now, and we thought you would need one. Whether you like it or not, we all know you hate sleeping in an empty bed,” Sammy says as I look at the pink stuffed puppy.

Nate then says to me, “You can suck the helium out of the balloons later, don’t worry. We also got you some little surprises from Victoria’s Secret, since that’s your favorite.”

So. Fucking. Spoiled. That’s me.

“Guys, this is amazing. Thank you so much. I’m really happy you’re all okay. Jack, could you take me to Matt’s room, I want to see him,” I say looking up at Gilinsky’s face.

He looks at the boys, debating on whether or not he should, “Look, (Y/N), he doesn’t look well-“

“I could walk myself, shit-“ I say trying to get back on the floor, knowing he won’t let me.

“Fine, fine,” he groans walking us back to Matt’s room and saying bye to the boys.

Jack takes me into Matt’s room and sets me gently on the chair next to the bed, “I’ll give you a minute, I’m just going to sign you out and check on Matthew’s check ups and shit, okay?”

I nod motioning him out of the room, “I’ll be fine, and I’m not going anywhere, Jack.”

After he leaves the room, I move the chair closer to the hospital bed and look at Matt closer, I can barely see him – or anything for that matter – because I haven’t worn my glasses in like a week.

There’s scratches and wounds covering his arms, I’m assuming from the glass. And he has a white wrap with gauze underneath, wrapping around the top of his head.

He looks like he is in so much pain.

I weep once and grab his hand, “Dammit Matt, why did you have to save me with Jack. Why didn’t you guys just worry about yourselves first? Why the fuck am I awake right now, I don’t deserve it. This is my fault; you guys brought us here because of my birthday. This is my fault.”

I start crying, all I want is for everyone to be okay again.

“If you don’t wake up, I’m going to fucking lose it again. Those seven months without you guys were the worst months of my life, and I just came back. Please don’t leave. I don’t want to lose you, you were the first boy I gave everything to-“

I here a cough come from behind me and turn around in tears to see Gilinsky standing by the door.

“You lost your virginity to Matt?”

“Jack, you can’t be mad. You fucking called me Madis-“

I feel Matthew’s hand move in my grip, and begin to hear him waking up, interrupting me and Jack’s soon to come argument,

“What’d I miss?” Matt asks, looking around the room.

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A/N: this was long, whoops. send feedback! love you guys! x

Keeping Up with Magcon 29/06

I saw some people lost as I was scrolling down my dash so I am doing a little post lol

  • Shawn’s Lyric Video is coming out next week
  • Carter tweets about JLo’s booty and Jacob quotes changing booty for personality which makes Carter answer mentioning @/shitpussiessay and then Jacob answers again saying he needs to ask his mom about that
  • Taylor tweets a screenshot of the group chat where the guys complain about Jacob with “Speaking up for everyone” as the tweet text then deletes it
  • He tweets again saying that he was speaking up for the family then tweets saying “Love you guys” but he doesn’t include Mahogany and Hayes and someone asks him about them and he says there weren’t enough characters
  • Part of the fandom is teaming up against Jacob, part is against Taylor and some others don’t know where to stand
  • Carter is getting hate again
  • Matt is slaying Jacob
  • Jacob is hurt or at least acting like he is (Idk what to believe anymore tbh)
  • Cam wants to keep from speaking up so he doesn’t make it worse
  • The rest of the guys are quiet
  • Some of them have unfollowed Jacob
  • We were all happy without drama
  • What does this mean for the fandom?

I don’t know if I am missing anything. If I am please tell me or add it here :)


I’m so proud of these boys❤️ Just look at how they’ve grown in the past few years with they’re music 🎶 Love you guys and keep up the good work ❤️


Emily’s Friend


Sammy’s POV

Damn. The fact that my sister was bringing y/n over had me stoked! She’s so beautiful! And chill and fun to hang out with! The girl was pretty damn perfect in my opinion and no matter how many times I spoke with her she always had me feeling some type of way that made me say stupid things and end up embarrassing myself. As girly as this sounds, I get pretty damn insecure around her. It’s hard enough to keep a good impression on other girls but y/n was much more challenging to impress. Well in my opinion she was. Emily thinks I’m just overly dramatic but I’d like to see her try and impress one of her siblings’ best friends.

I was in the middle of one of my favorite movies when Emily walked in, raining on my parade, along with y/n who was right behind her. Emily snatched the remote from my hand and turned off the tv.

“What the hell?!” I asked with annoyance.

“I told you we were going to hang out, Sam. This includes you. So no tv! Let’s find something better to do!” Emily replied. I sighed and rolled my eyes as she began to come up with plans with y/n. I caught her stealing a few glances from me and when she knew she’d been caught, she would lightly blush and turn away as quickly as she could. Meanwhile I would just keep my eyes on her and her beauty. Eventually, Emily received a phone call and had to leave the room so I was finally alone with y/n.

“Hey ma,” I spoke. She smiled and sat close to me on the couch.

“Hi Sam! Haven’t seen you in a while!” She beamed.

“Em’s been keeping you away for too long. Don’t you think?” I tried hinting at my infatuation. She nodded.

“Yeah… Maybe a little too long. I miss seeing you after long periods of time,” she spoke.

“Me too,” I replied. “Me too.”

She didn’t say a word as I started caressing her face and only gave me a small glance of approval.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?” I asked. She chuckled and shook her head.

“You think so?” She asked.

“Yeah… You are. In every aspect. And sometimes- I sometimes just wanna remind it to you as I hold you in my arms or kiss you or do other things that I’d be able to do if we were a couple.”

“Really?” She asked looking into my eyes.

“Yeah…” I replied. Finally, I was able to man up and make my move on her. After pretty much confessing my liking towards her, I slowly placed a kiss on her soft pink lips. I hardly pulled away only to let my lips linger over hers but within a split second, she had pulled me in for another kiss. One which I savored and cherished every last second of it. When we eventually pulled away, y/n was giggling as she bit her lip.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this!” She said. “I just didn’t want to freak Emily out but I think you are so freaking cute!”

I felt relief wash over me as she let the words out. At least our feelings were mutual.

“Maybe we should just keep this as a secret between us two… And let Emily find out on her own,” I suggested.

“I agree. But umm… Maybe we can share another kiss?”

“No need to ask ma,” I said as I went in for another kiss.


Requested by @ingilinskyslane sorry for the wait, I really hope you like it! Let me know what you think! X

Polar opposites - Jack Gilinsky Imagine

Request for jackkgilinskyyy : Can you maybe write a punk imagine for me. Where Jack Gilinsky tries to keep his distance from her because he’s developing feeling for her but he can’t. She tells him she has a boyfriend but he doesn’t care and they end up doing sexual stuff, she shy too. 

Today was finally Friday, the last day of school. I got up surprisingly early and started to get ready for school when I got a text from Jack.

‘Wanna lift babe? x' 

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