little zigzag

cute flustered nerds

Bubblegum will never not be annoyed that Zigzag is so much taller than her lmao

I’VE WANTED TO DRAW THESE TWO TOGETHER FOR…. A LONG WHILE NOW. I mean, I’ve done it before, but now that they’ve actually interacted I have a BETTER GRIP ON IT I THINK. They’re just…. They’re cute ok…..

[Zigzag belongs to @alainaprana!!]
[Bubblegum belongs to me!!]

anonymous asked:

20 with calum? (:


“Why are you doing this?” Calum could only watch with clenched fists.  Clothing was getting stuffed into a duffle he only ever wanted to see beside his own while on tour.  You said nothing, just shaking your head and taking deep breaths.  He hadn’t any clue how to stop you.  You weren’t visibly angry, and that fact threw him off.  His fingers were mixed feverishly in locks of loose curls, “Babe, why are you doing this?”

“You,” A stutter came out as you tried to hold back a gasp, “You know why.”

“I don’t.” Hands ripped from his hair and he closed your duffle shut, hands holding the top in place when you tried to open it back up.  “I have no fucking clue.  Tell me, Y/N.”  He couldn’t get you to meet his gaze, “Please.”

Calum wanted so badly to take you into his arms.  He could relax you.  It was the place where your shivers subsided because his chest was warmer than the chilly air.  His fingers could make trails up your back that led you to sigh and fall asleep within minutes.  He knew you were with him when you were right there; so feasibly there, and that kept him calm too.  He knew you would pull away if he even just touched your shoulder right now.  And that would be too much for him.  You not trusting him could easily break Calum.

“That girl.” His mind went over possibilities.  There were always celebrities that he got linked momentarily to, but they were obviously fake.  It never bothered you.  “From LA.”  Any of the nights he and the others were at a club in Los Angeles, he didn’t recollect well.  There were far too many flashing lights and drinks downed to be able to do so.  

“I don’t,” Gently his head shook, and physically his body retracted to a straightened position when you veered towards him, a glare striking up at his face.

“Don’t act like you don’t remember! There were tons of pictures of her all over you.  She’s the third fucking girl.”

“Y/N, I swear I have no fucking clue about the girl, but I wouldn’t ever come onto another girl.  You know that.  I love you, nobody else… We’ve been through tougher shit than this, so why are you letting this tear us apart?”

“I can’t take this anymore, Cal.  I can’t handle all of this.  It’s like everyone on the fucking planet is against us, okay?  If it’s not some girl clinging onto you in a club, it’s people on the internet going on and on about how I’m not good enough, and there are better girls.  If I’m with you it’s always for the shortest span of time and then you’re gone for months.  And it’s all great for you that you’re living your dreams, but…” He gently reached to take a hold on your arms, listening with a frown as you finished, “Maybe I’m just not supposed to be a part of them, Cal.  I can’t handle it all anymore.”

Calum engulfed you into a hug, letting whatever tears slipped from your eyes stain his shirt, without a care.  Those same fingers trailed along your back, stumbling and creating little zigzags instead of the straight lines he usually created.  The way you sounded like you were crumbling made him want to put no pressure on your body, but at the same time he just wanted to crush you into a hug telling you how things would be okay.

“Aren’t we worth the fight, baby?  Don’t we love each other more than people want us to not?” You created an inaudible noise against his chest, followed by your head shifting upwards and down.  “I’m so sorry I’m never here to tell you to your face how much you mean to me, or to be able to touch you and hold you close to me and show you that I’m all here for you, but if you needed me to be back, I would be back without question, baby.  I would drop anything for you.  You are my dream.  You’re everything to me.  And I know the world may seem like its pulling us apart, but we’ve got a stronger hold on each other, right?”

“I’m just so scared and tired of it all, Calum.” Your fingers were digging on his back with enough pressure to put stress on his skin, but he didn’t flinch.  You sighed against his chest, “I don’t want to break up with you, I just- I…”

“You want to get away?”  You nodded slowly, abruptly feeling your chin being tilted upwards as he kissed you, “Let’s go then.”

“What?” Your eyebrows creased, watching him take a glance towards your suitcase, clothing thrown half-hazardly.  

“I’m on break for two weeks, and I want to spend every second of them with my girl.  Let’s not tell anyone.  Let’s just go.” His palms set a massaging motion on your hips, “What do you say?”  You wanted to mutter about how he was being crazy, but he kissed you again to stop any protest and cause you to just think.  It took around ten seconds,

“Let’s leave in an hour.”