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Masterlist :D

EVERYTHING on my blog (so far;))

Ships! (Short imagines included)

-Matt ship (Mdotespinosa)

-Shawn ship (Maydaymydarling)

-Cameron Ship (Arebelsheart)

-Hayes Ship (omg-thatgirl-world)

-Gilinsky ship (Heart-eye-emoj-i)

-Nash ship (daily-grier)

Videos! 

Cameron dallas sexual(ish)

Cameron dallas-modelin and shit

My youtube video on seeing Matt!

Cameron Dallas being hot (as usual)

Nash/Jack/Jack, drug addiction confessional (Tw drug mention)

Imagines!

Matthew Espinosa- I could make you Happy. (Tw: Domestic violence)

Cameron Dallas imagine

Hayes Grier (kinda smut-kinda not)

Cameron Dallas- you overwork yourself

Jacob whitesides- is this love (WITH MUSIC AYE)

Jack Gilinsky- jealous 

Dillion imagine (tw warning aniexty, self imagine issues, etc.) Part 1  Part 2

Taylor Caniff (tw selfharm)

Shawn Mendes- walk

Cameron Dallas (tw self harm) Part one Part 2

Jack G- Pregnant 

My Gifs/pictures!

Imagine Matt looking at you like this (gif)

Fav gif of Matt (gif)

Matt being a cupcake waving to fans (gif IN CHICAGO)

Matt eyefucking MY camera (gif)

Matt at the Verizon event in Chicago (photo) 

Matt at the Verizon event in Chicago (photo 2)

Preferences! :D

Getting caught together 1

Getting caught together 2

How you cuddle

How he holds your hand

The way he kisses you

What body part he likes about you

How he looks at you

How he comforts you

The way he talks about you when you’re not around

Thanks so much guys! If you wanna follow my twitter you can @Kaeyyyyy I’m not tweeting atm, but i will once i come back! 

Nash imagine: Girlfriend/Boyfriend tag!

I sighed as I pulled two chairs in front of my tripod. Today was a really off day for me, but I had to keep posting for my fans no matter what. They mean more to me than anything in the world. I impatiently looked at my phone, waiting for my boyfriend Nash to text me. He’s supposed to be here by now. As I was adjusting the lighting, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and Nash’s head rest on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around his.

“You’re late.” I announce.

“I know, I’m sorry baby. But I’m here now?” Nash reassured me. I nodded, not having the energy to ask him where he was. I sighed and faced him, hugging him tightly with his arms around my shoulders.

“I’m just glad you’re here.” I smiled, letting his warmth melt me inside out.

“Babe you okay?” Nash asked, not letting go.

“Tired.” I smiled, nodding my head. We pulled away.

“Well…I know what’ll wake you up!” Nash excitedly bounced up and down.

“You better not fucking tickle me Nash.” I seriously warned. A childish grin spread across his face, his blue eyes hiding behind the two lines that replaced where they should’ve been. I stared at him lovingly.

“You sure you okay? You look like you’re spacing out.” Nash walked towards me, grabbing my hands.

“Like I said, I’m tired.” I smirked, “Plus your smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve seen today. I was just appreciating it.” Nash pulled me into a kiss.

“You’re too sweet. Now let’s get this video started!” He sat down. I took the chair next to him after hitting record. Game face on, I started my introduction.

“Whaaat’s up you guys! My name is Y/n, and today I’m with my ever-so-famous boyfriend Nash Grier!” I gestured to the giant toddler sitting next to me, laughing at his little intro dance.

“Hello!” He smiled, waving at the camera.

“So I was on the internet, as usual, when suddenly I stumbled upon this artifact of the internet. The Boyfriend/Girlfriend Tag!” I screamed, waving my arms around smiling. “So Nash and I are gonna do it!” I continued.

“Hell yeah we are.” Nash sassily snapped.

“So let’s start with the first question!” I smiled, pulling my phone out from my pocket to look at the questions. “Question 1,” I began. “Where did we meet?” Nash and I paused for a second, then he spoke.

“I met her through youtube. We met at an event. Vidcon or something like that.” Nash said, shaking his head and smiling. I made a loud buzzing noise to indicate he was wrong.

“I met you before my youtube channel became a thing. At some meet and greet in Chicago, remember?” I nudged him, laughing.

“I thought we agreed that didn’t count!” Nash protested.

“I never said that!” I stuck my tongue out at Nash, who sloppily licked my nose. We both laughed heavily.  “Okay next question,” I read aloud, “What was out first date?” I looked up at the camera, a smirk on my face indicating I was about to embarrass him deeply. “Well, he didn’t make me egg salad.” I laughed, waiting for Nash to ambush me. His arms quickly wrapped around my torso, covering me from the camera.

“NONONONONNO!” He screamed while I laughed.

“STTOOOOP” I screamed while he started to tickle me. He pulled my face close to his, looking angry.

“We don’t EVER bring up the Egg salad. Do you understand me? He threatened, trying to not break out in laughter. I laughed and kissed him passionately.

We continued to go through the questions, and I let go a little and got in a better mood. I made my outro and pressed the off button on my camera.

“That was fun.” I admitted, looking over at Nash.

“I love you.” Nash suddenly blurted out, leaving his face bright red and hot. But that’s okay, I’m sure mine looks the same. “Like I always knew I did, but today, during this video, I realized how good I’ve had it with you.” He walked towards me, wrapping his arms around me. “I never knew how much I loved you until today, y/n. I love you…” He kissed me, his lips traveling to my neck. “I love you…” He muttered onto my skin. “I love you…” He kissed onto my chest, my hand tangled through his hair. “I love you.” He whispered against my lips, diving into another passionate kiss. My heartbeat got faster and faster, and my head spun with pleasure and happiness. He pulled away, his forehead on mine, our noses barley touching. His blue eyes staring into mine. “I love you.” He finished.

“I love you so much.” I replied, smiling and slightly giggling with happiness. He smiled back, and continued to kiss me once again. 

bios magcon
  • OOOOOOOOE GALERO%%% fiz bios da magcon porque ta em falta, espero que vocês gostem.
  • se usarem POR FAVOR créditos @THESSAURO no twitter ou like/reblog aqui, por favor amiguinhas szsz

[eu’s voice] quando entrei nesse fandom pensei que ia ser só ozadia e alegria, fui otaria

virei fã daqueles viners vermes mesmo amor nao gostou manda virus

falei pra minha mãe que tava sendo ignorada por 12 viados na internet e ela falou que não paga internet pra isso

”fã dos viners who” nossa amiguinha calma, você conhece Jesus?

difícil essa vida de viners #1 no itunes em menos de 3 horas

cala boca pedaço de fã de viner

[mãe] pq voc fica todo dia olhando pra cara desses meninos?

tava vendo os videos de um tal mendes ate que apareceu magcon boys nos sugeridos agora olha onde eu to %%

EU SÓ QUERIA SABER O QUE ERA VINE!!!!!!

essa macumba me pegou tentei escapar nao consegui 

sou fã de viner, só pode ter sido a macumba das inimigas

o que eles conseguiram fazer em 10 meses de grupo seu ídolo não conseguiu fazer nem em 1 ano 

se a vida te der cameron dallas, aperte a bunda dele e zere sua vida

nash grier: victeiro dos gringos

COMO ASSIM???? EU SÓ QUERIA SABER QUEM ERA O MENINO DE OLHO AZUL!!!!1!!1!

pena que em 1 dia eles ganham mais dinheiro do que você vai ganhar a vida toda

você veio aqui ver se to reclamando da vida? querida ser magcult foi a melhor merda que eu fiz na vida

###### cerquinha anti-hadison shipper ######

eles no #1 no iTunes, você nadinha

fã da modinha #1 no iTunes em menos de 3 horas

reza a lenda que um vine do meu ídolo vale mais que a sua vida

vocês gritam modinha, eu ouço #1 no iTunes e tour própria

AINDA BEM Q MEU IDOLO PRECISA FAZER VIDEOS PRA TER FAS IMAGINA SE ELE PRECISASSE DE PROGRAMA DE TV ufa

sou do fandom que nao pode dormir que tem polemica porque essas bixas são muito exaltadas 

sou ignorada todos os dias nao tenho reply follow nem conheci ao vivo nos sonhos e vc pergunta oi td bem

tirando o fato de eu não ser 12/12 e ser ignorado por 11 viados e uma lesba todos os dias ta tudo ótimo 

eu disse em choros que amava o nash ele começou a rir e foi atras do cameron, não entendi

fala que magcon é modinha mas idolatra chris collins, oi? não entendi!

tava aqui seguindo uma direção e do nada vim para aqui, alguem me tira dessa vida porfa!!!!!!

NÃO DEIXA O MENINO DE OLHO AZUL TE PEGAR!!!!!!!

recadinho: nash e cameron se beijar uma, beija duas, até beijar o bonde todo 

pra que sofrer se eu posso ser magcult? ah não, é a mesma coisa

vocês gritam sofredora e iludida eu esculto magcult

OLHA BEM PRA MINHA CARA E VÊ SE EU TO FELIZ NESSA VIDA DE MAGCULT SOFREDORA!!!

você descobre que ta no fundo do poço quando vira magcult

você  descobre que ta no fundo do poço quando até viner conhece seu ídolo e você não

QUERIDOS É UMA HONRA VOCÊS NÃO GOSTAREM DE MIM!!!!!

eu estava vendo vines e do nada apareceu o menino de olho azulCOINCIDENCIA??????????EU ACHO QUE NAO FOUFA

inicialmente meu plano de vida era festejar e vadiar mais por destino ou plano satanico me tornei magculta

quem deixou esses viners ter conta verificada????? esse mundo ta perdido

  • gente mil desculpas, eu sei que não estão muito boas né mas enfim, espero que gostem
Master list

Imagines, smuts and blurbs:

Matthew Espinosa:

He gets jelousy and says (Part 1)

He gets jelousy and says (Part 2)

You are pregnant

New Year Story (SMUT)

Back to my homie NEW

Jack Johnson:

Jack J talking to your growing tummy bump

I just want you NEW

Be mine? NEW

Jack Gilinsky:

Cutie Jack G blurb

Aaron Carpenter:

Studio is funny, but my girl is funnier (SMUT)

Cameron Dallas:

When you’re on your period

Nash Grier:

Congrats! NEW

Nate Maloley:

Nate as a Daddy

  • Others:

        Grayson Dolan imagine 

Preferences:

Dating Matt Espinosa would involve

Dating Cameron Dallas would involve

Dating Jack Johnson would involve

Dating Jack G would involve

Dating Nate Maloley would involve

Dating Shawn Mendes would involve

Dating Nash Grier would involve

You’re friends but he likes you (Part 1)

You’re friends but he likes you (Part 2)

You hug (part 1)

You hug (part 2)

You’re sick and he stays at home with you

Love Quotes (part 1) NEW

Love Quotes (part 2) NEW

I’ll update when I post more.

Requests are always open! Just saying.

Sam Wilkinson Imagine - The Truth

(Requested by anon)

You walk out of your bedroom and turn towards the stairs, trying to go talk to your mum but was greeted by Sam. “What the hell are you doing here?” you asked, trying to push him out of your way.

“Your mum’s having a dinner party tonight, I thought you were aware, [Y/N]?” he smirks.

“Yeah, a family dinner party, not one with assholes like you” you snap back, making your way past him.

Sam is your mum’s best friend’s son. He is the same age as you and unfortunately, also goes to the same school. You both used to be friends, but it was only because your mums were always together and you both were constantly stuck together. But that changed when you both turned 14 and moved to the same school. Socially, you aren’t exceptionally doing well but you’re not horrible. You’re somewhere around average or a tad higher, it’s just that no one really knows you exist that much. Whereas Sam is friends with the rather dreamy boys at school, ones that all the girls drool over while walking past. Everyone knows who he is. You don’t have a problem with his friends, they aren’t rude or anything to you, it’s only Sam who does that to you. You’re not gonna lie, he is quite attractive… But you would never go there since he has the worst personality and is the biggest dick head to you. You miss the old, funny, nice him though.

“That’s not very nice, I was trying to start a lovely conversation with you” he says sarcastically.

You continued walking down the stairs, holding the rude finger up at him, as you do so. You go over to the kitchen where your mum, aunt and Sam’s mum are whipping up some dishes.

“[Y/N], haven’t you gotten ready yet?” your mum asks, whisking something in a giant bowl.

“No, not yet” you say, “hey, who’s coming tonight?”

“Just family” she sweetly smiles.

“Just family?” you ask.

She nods, placing the mixing bowl down and picking up something else to do, “yes, just family.”

Making sure that Sam’s mum wasn’t listening, you say, “then why is Sam here?”

Your mum laughs, “oh because they’re just as close as family. You grew up with Sammy, he’s almost like a brother.”

You roll your eyes at the thought of being ‘close’ with Sam. “Alright then” you force a smile before heading back upstairs.

You made your way over to your bedroom, grunting as you walked in. “Sam, why the hell are you in here?” you asked, hand on your hip.

“Because I want to be” he says, the tone of his voice making you want to rip his head off.

“Can’t you sit somewhere down stairs and not in my freaking room on my bed?”

Sam shrugs, lying more comfortably on your bed “nah, your bed is pretty comfortable.”

You roll your eyes, deciding to carry on with getting ready as you know from experience that he won’t leave any time soon. You brush through your hair, Sam watching as you do so, making you rather uncomfortable but you brush it off. You pick up your foundation and brush and just as you’re about to start applying it, Sam interrupts, “passss” he says.

“Pass what?” you asked, annoyed.

“Why are you wearing makeup?” he retaliates, sitting up.

“Because I want to, it makes me look better”

“No, it makes 78% of girls look weird because they’re hiding away their already beautiful faces. Like yours, you look great without makeup already, so why are you trying to hide that?” he says.

You ignore him and turn back to your mirror, Sam sighing as you apply your foundation then the rest of your makeup. You finished off the look with just lip balm to moisturize your lips. You didn’t really like putting on lipstick or anything heavy like that.

“Ok, well I have to agree with the lip balm, it does make your lips look good” he says out of no where. You turn around and give him a 'you’re so annoying’ face before grabbing a dress and heading over to the bath room to get changed. “You can just change here, I don’t mind!” he shouts after you but you ignore him.

You come back in the room, Sam still sitting on your bed. You adjust your dress in front of the mirror and out the corner of your eye, you can see Sam staring at you, looking up and down.

He smiles genuinely, “you look amazing.” The comment sounded truthful and you were about to say 'thank you’ but stopped yourself, realizing that chances are, he is joking.

You hear the door bell ring, indicating that the rest of your family is here. “[Y/N]! CAN YOU PLEASE GET THAT?” you hear your mum from downstairs.

“Yep!” you shout back, exiting the room.

“I’ll wait here for you” you hear Sam call.

You open the front door, revealing seven of your uncle and aunties, about five cousins under the age of ten and your snobby girly fourteen year old cousin. You greet them all with hugs and hellos but your fourteen year old cousin slips past you and plops herself on the couch. You shrug her off, continuing greeting the rest of the family and helping them place their stuff down. You make your way upstairs and go back inside your room and closed the door to block out the noise from downstairs. You slid down the door and sat on the carpet, closing your eyes as you sigh in relief.

“Big family?” Sam asks, slightly startling you.

“Yeah” you puff.

He nods in acknowledgement, so what do you want to do to kill time?“

"I don’t know” you say, not quite sure why you’re wasting energy replying to him.

“You want to just, like, I don’t know, talk and stuff?” he suggests. You nod, earning a small smile from him. It was silent before he started speaking again, “I’m sorry if I’ve made you hate me, it wasn’t exactly my goals.”

You furrow your eyebrows, confused at what he just said, “what?”

“Just for like, being a dick and stuff. I don’t mean to be, it happens and I realize that it’s too late or that the effect on you isn’t what I wanted” he says, biting his bottom lip.

“Oh” you say, thinking through it in your mind. You aren’t quite sure whether this is a joke or not but your instincts tell you he is being truthful while your brain disagreed. “But I think you’re lying. You aren’t sorry and you don’t care.”

His face dropped, his gaze stuck on the little stain on your carpet, “I do.”

You sigh, not sure what this even means. “I don’t know Sam, it’s pretty convincing that you don’t care. We’ve been to the same school for like four years now and you’ve been the same. So I’m sorry if I don’t think what you’re saying is true.”

“What I’m saying is true,” he starts, “I don’t mean to say the things I have said, they kinda happen and in a way, it makes me feel like you’ll think I’m cool and not the dorky little me in primary school. Have you ever heard the thing where boys are mean to the girls they like? Yeah well, I guess that’s true because I don’t mean the shit I say and sometimes crap comes flying out of my mouth without even thinking through it and I’m sorry.”

“You like me?” you finally say after a long pause.

Sam was about to reply when you hear your mum calling the both of you down to dinner. You look at him, hoping that he’d reply but he just stood up and walked towards the door and helped you up. Both of you didn’t say anything on the way down stairs and you were about to sit next to each other on the dining table when your snobby little cousin comes and sits in your spot, probably just because she wants to sit next to the 'hot boy’ according to her when she first met him. You roll you eyes, your mum catching you and giving you 'the look’. As an alternative, you sit in between her parents, diagonally across from Sam.

The dinner was awkward and loud. You and Sam caught the other staring a couple of times. Your cousin tried starting numerous conversation with him but they quickly fell as he obviously felt a little awkward from the way she looked at him. After you finished, you and Sam headed upstairs while your parents and older relatives gathered around the living room and opened a bottle of wine.

“Wait for me” your cousin says, running up after you both. You and Sam gave each other looks before shrugging and carrying on upstairs.

When in the room, it was awkward and quiet. The only one still attempting to start conversation is your cousin, trying her hardest to get Sam.

Sam stood up, your cousin following his footsteps, “[Y/N] and I are going to get something, we’ll be back in a second.”

“Oh, let me help you” your cousin says.

“No, it’s ok. [Y/N] and I have got it” he says, giving you a look.

“Seriously, let me help you, please” she insists.

“It’s fine, we’ll be back in a second” he says, smiling at you as he grabbed your hand and made it out to the hall.

“What are you doing?” you laugh.

“I need to talk to you” he says, taking you to the main bedroom’s balcony. He closes the sliding door behind him and leans against the railing and takes in a deep breath.

“What do you need to talk to me about?” you ask, being the first to say something in the last two minutes.

He smiles, stepping close to you. “I’m not quite sure where to start but I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time, I just never got the balls to…” he starts, “Ever since we were little kids, people would ask me who I wanted to marry and if I had a girlfriend. Obviously, I didn’t really know what that meant so as the answers, I said you, because you were my best friend and I thought it would be cool to marry my best friend. Usually, the view on who you wish to marry will change as you grow up but mine never did. I remember when I was six and your smile brightened my day up after school, when the bullies took my juice box. I remember when I was eight at the spelling bee and how seeing you cheer me on in the crowd made me feel like a superhero. When I was nine, I remember my neighbor Rick calling you rude names and how you cried. I hated that and I remember getting a bruise on my knee from him pushing me when I confronted him. But it made you feel better so that’s ok. I remember when I was eleven and I broke my arm and you were there waiting with me in the emergency room because your mum told you and you panicked and demanded her take you to me. I remember seeing you for the first time at school when I was fourteen and I loved how the sun shone on your hair and the smile you wore while laughing with your friends. At that moment, I knew I had to be cool because we were in high school now and that’s where everyone got girlfriends and boyfriends and it was my mission to make you my girlfriend. So I tried and tried and tried but it only made you hate me. Things started slipping out of my mouth that I don’t mean and I was annoying you. You began to ignore me and it tore my heart apart. Everything I said, everything I had done wrong, I don’t mean it. All I ever wanted was for you to like me and think I was cool but I failed, miserably. You think I’m a dick, I think you look beautiful with your hair down. You think I’m annoying, I think your laugh is the most wonderful sound in the world. You hate me, I know that. But I guess what I’m trying to actually say is that I’ve loved you even before I knew what love meant. I’ve loved you since that first time someone asked me who I wanted to marry. Ask me now who I want to marry and a thousand times over and over I will say you. I love you and I’ve wanted to say that since forever.”

You feel a tear run down your cheek. Undeniably, some of the things he said, you felt the same about towards him. But your 'hatred’ for him had covered that. You hug him tight, your head resting on his chest, your tears staining his shirt. You feel a kiss on your forehead and you smile. You both stay like that for a while, enjoying the silence.

“So in a way, I guess I’m gonna ask you something and I honestly don’t know what you’re gonna say and if it’s a no, I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait and try my best to make it a yes. Can we restart? As friends? If tha-”

He was cut off by a plastic cup hitting the sliding door on the other side. It was your mums and a couple of your aunties drunk and apparently listening to the whole thing.

“ASK HER OUT FOR GOD SAKES!” your auntie shouts, making you blush.

“I DIDN’T RAISE YOU TO BE A COWARD, GO ON!” his mum adds. They all laugh for about half a minute before leaving the room and out of sight.

“Well, that was strange” you say.

He laughs, “yeah.” Another awkward silence fell, your fingers playing with the front of his shirt. “[Y/N], will you be my girlfriend?” he asks.

You look at him shocked before nodding, “yes” you smile, “yes Sammy, I would love to.” Sam leans down and kisses you, his hand on your hip, pulling you closer.

“I missed when you called me Sammy” he says.

“I missed when you used to be dorky” you say.

~~~

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed that! :) Thank you to the anon that requested this and I’m really sorry if this wasn’t exactly what you meant.

This blog was created to write imagines and smuts about any celebrity/viner/youtuber that comes to mind, so feel free to leave suggestions and ideas in my ask!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and I hope you all have a wonderful day/night! :)

Preference #1: What They Like Most About You

Cam: He loves it when you smile with your teeth. It always brings a smile to his face to see you giggle and how your dipples appear.

Hayes: He loves the fact that whenever you get nervous or anxious you twirl your hair around your index finger. 

Nash: He finds it so cute that you always tap along to songs even the ones in your head.

Carter: He thinks its so cute when you talk to yourself. Like when you are doing homework and trying to figure out a problem and you think out loud. 

Gilinsky: Its kind of cliche but he loves how you look when you are smoking weed. You rarely smoke but when you do your cheeks turn red and your eyes glaze over.

Johnson: He loves your concerned/worried look. When you are in a stressful situation he just stares at you.

Sam: He loves when your hair is being whipped around from the salty lake air. He purposefully hides all of your hair tyes when you guys go for a boat ride.

Dillon: He loves the way you watch television. Your hair is tied up in a ponytail and you are slightly bent over just gazing into the bright lights illuminating from the screen.

Matthew: He loves your hand gestures as you are telling a story. Your parents always used their hands to talk and it just stuck with you.

Shawn: He loves the way you sleep. He’s embarassed to tell you because he think you’ll find it creepy but he’ll listen to your slight snore and smile to himself.

Jacob: He loves the look you give him as he plays a song he just wrote. You are the only reason he writes so when you give him a look of achievement it means the world to him.

Taylor: He loves how you look when you’ve just gotten out of the shower. He likes how the steam rolls around your figure as you step out of the bathroom.

A/N: Guys I am so tired so sorry if this sucks. I just don’t want the people who requested this to wait so long. 

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Mad - Nash Grier Imagine

Can we go home now?” I shouted taking Nash by the arm so he could turn to see me. The music was so loud and my head was starting to hurt. But of course Nash was too drunk to care. I knew I would probably have to drive back because obviously and given the circumstances, Nash wasn’t able. I could just go but I couldn’t leave him there.

“What?” he said grabbing me by the waist and I could smell his breath: beer. I sighed and pulled away from his grip.

“I want to go home now!”

“Oh, come on babe, we are having a great time!” he said extended his arms. “Don’t ruin this for me” he said

“I really have a headache” I whispered but he was already away dancing with his friends and drinking more, if that was even possible. I held my head tightly with my hands and wished so hard that the music was less loud. I looked at my right and saw the bar. There were three seats and they were all empty. The bar tender was leaning on the wall scrolling down his phone. I looked around. A drink couldn’t hurt me. I pushed myself between the crowds until I got there; I sat on the right seat and the boy looked at me. He had a tired expression on his face and I had the impression he had somewhere else to be.

At the same time, a boy sat next to me, action that I made me annoyed given the fact that there was another empty seat and he didn’t have to necessarily sit next to me. “What would you like?” the bar tender asked vaguely.

“Something strong” He immediately poured a red liquid on a transparent glass and placed it in front of me. I sighed and drank it all from a zip. “Give me another” I said to him and he soon poured another one.

“Sure you wanna do that? That’s a pretty strong one” The boy next to me said and chuckled, “I’m Zack by the way” I shook his hand and added, “I think I’m fine Zack” he laughed, “If you say so… want to go and dance?” I looked around and saw Nash dancing with two slutty girls who definitely had bad intentions. I felt like crying but I hold the tears back. So I just smiled at Zack and gave him my hand. He led me to the center of the dance floor and started to spin me around, he then grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to his body. We stayed like that for a complete song until I felt he pulled away abruptly from me but I realized it wasn’t him who separated from me. It was Nash.

He punched him in the face making him fall to the floor. He got up and had a bleeding nose. I looked at Nash in surprise and really angry but his face was red and I could tell he was pissed. Zack cleaned his nose with his sleeve and punched him back. People started to gather around and enjoyed the fight. I was freaking out. I tried to separate them but it was useless. God bless Cameron Dallas and Matt Espinosa who came out of nowhere and pulled them apart. I pull Nash away from there and finally out of the door. The cold breeze hit my face but I was too pissed to care.

“What the hell was that?” I yelled looking at him straight in the eye. He had a broken lip and a bruise in his face near his eye. “You tell me what the fuck was that y/n” he started “You were basically hooking up with that guy”

“On the first place Nash, I wasn’t and in the second one you seemed to be pretty good with that pair of whores all over you” my throat hurt because of the yelling but I was so mad, he had no right to cause that scene.

“Well, I’m sorry but I wasn’t going to do anything with those but you seemed to be pretty exited to go home with that ass” “Oh my god, Nash seriously, go to hell. I can’t believe you actually think I would cheat on you. And by the way I hope you had a good time bringing me to a party where I don’t know anybody and were I’m suffering a terrible headache. But over all thank you for not trusting me.” I turned around before he could say anything but I did notice his face dropping to guilt.

I got inside the car and a few minutes later Nash got in, his face sad. “Babe” he said, I looked to the window. “Please, I’m sorry” he put his hand on mine but I took it away. “I was a jerk and I do trust you, a lot. And I’m sorry I was with those girls I swear to you I don’t even know who they are. And about that guy, I won’t apologize from beating the shit out of him but I will apologize for my jealously, I just love you too much to lose you and I’m afraid that if you are with other guys you may leave me.” He whispered and I noticed his voice trailed off. He was crying. I turned to him. “I’m sorry for overreacting” I said after a minute of hearing his sobbing. “I love you and I know I shouldn’t have dance with him” he looked at me and smiled slightly, he got closer and pressed his lips against mine. He kissed me for a minute or two. We pulled away and I smiled at him. “I love you” I said, “I love you even more” he said coming closer again and pecking my lips. “Should we tell Matt to drives us home? I can’t drive and I’m sure you can’t either” he said jokily. “I’m not that drunk but fine” I said laughing, “we can pick up the car tomorrow”. He got off the car, turned around and helped me out of it.

We walked holding hands until we reached Matt’s car, who was already inside. I fall asleep on Nash’s chest all the way home. Although we fought a lot, I was so happy I had found him. We were made for each other and when we were together no fight, argument or shout really cared.
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Mdotespinosa!

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I ship you with (ultimate bae) Matt!! And It’s not just cause your account is 90% Matt pics (WHICH ARE FANTASTIC). But i actually think that you guys would be the fluffiest, cutest pair to ever be out there. 

You would meet Matt on the sidewalk in your city. He would be joking around with his friends, making vines and snap chat stories. Matt would bump into you, knocking you flat on your back with the (extremely hot) coffee you were holding spilling all over you. 

“HOLY SHIT.” You screamed in pain from the fall and the burning coffee. The boys laughter instantly stopped and turned into frantic screaming. Matt desperately tried to help you.

“Fuck fuck fuck i’m so sorry oh my god.” He kept apologizing, helping you to your feet.

“I-i’m fine.” You angrily muttered, still not looking up. As soon as you met Matts gaze you softened, “really, i’ll be okay.” You reassured him, standing up straighter. You felt your face get warm, but then unusually wet by your upper lip. “What the-” you felt above your lip. Matt put his hands through his hair.

“Fuck now your nose is bleeding! I probably did that.” He desperately tried to keep himself together. You could tell he was having an off day.

“No, uhm, it’s really ok.” You covered your nose with your hand so he wouldn’t see anymore blood.

“Yo Matt, is everything alright?” One of his friends came up behind him and asked. His friend was absolutely gorgeous you forgot about the blood gushing from your nose for a few seconds.

“Yeah. You guys can go ahead i’m gonna go get her a new shirt and coffee.” Matt sighed.

“Is she okay? Do you want us to come?” His mysteriously super hot friend asked.

“Jack, I can handle it. But do you know how to check for a broken nose?” Matt asked Jack seriously.

“You didn’t break my nose!” You laughed.

“Just to be safe.” Matt reassured you. Jack smiled and sat you down on the nearest bench. 

“Lets just take a look.” He pleaded, taking your hand into his and peeling it away from your face. 

“Oh my god.” Matt said, turning away. Jacks face went tense.

“What?” You asked, freaking out a little.

“Sorry, there’s just so much blood. Wow.” Jack said, feeling around your nose. “Not broken though.” He smiled, patting you on the head. You sighed with relief along with Matt. “Well Matt’s gonna take you to get stuff, i dunno. I’ll see you around uh-” Jack stammered.

“oh! Amber!” You smiled.

“Amber” Jack repeated, leaving you alone with Matt. 

“I’m Matt, by the way.” He shyly added, helping you up from the bench. 

“Amber, by the way.” You smiled, covering your smile with your bloody hand. 

Matt lead you into a nearby Macys (Sorry I always use Macys in my imagines it just happens idk why) to wash up and find a new shirt. 

“While your in the bathroom i’m gonna buy you a sweater okay?” Matthew assured you.

“Alright” You smile, going into the bathroom. Matt gave you his number so you could call him as soon as you got out. 

After 10 min or so, you were cleaned (and even managed to throw on a little more makeup) and ready to call Matt. 

“Hello?" 

"Uh hi, Matt?” You nervously stammered into the phone.

“Amber!” He yelling into the phone.

“Yeah! where are you?” you cheerfully asked. 

“Actually a few second from where i left you! I think i can see you. Do you see me?” Matt rushed his words. You squinted your eyes looking for him.

“Uh try waving or something.” You request. A flailing figure come into your field of vision. You laugh loudly, “gotchya Matt.” You hang up and phone and walk up to him. He held a comfy navy sweatshirt and a new coffee in front of you.

“Here you go!” Matthew gave you the sweatshirt and a new coffee with a smirk.

“You really didn’t have to do all this!” You smile, taking his gifts. 

“Oh but i did.” He laughed. “you look great!” he pointed out.

“Oh thanks.” You shyly blushed. 

You two chatted for a bit, allowing time to fly by fairly quickly. Once conversation began to run dry you began to get ready to say goodbye.

“This has been so much fun Matt.” You started.

“We have to do it again, soon.” He finished. 

You smiled, hugged and thanked him, and left for home. 

Over the next few weeks, you two went out often. You fell harder and harder in love with him.

After a year of being best friends, you took him to the spot you met and confessed you loved him. Lucky for you he loved you back, and you two became a couple. 

YA WELC

One Direction Songs

Nash: They Don’t Know About Us
Cam: Save You Tonight
Matt: Back For You
Carter: You and I
Jack J: Na Na Na
Jack G: Over Again
Taylor: C’mon C’mon
Shawn: One Way Or Another (Cover)
Aaron: Tell Me A Lie
Hayes: Alive
Jacob: Better Than Words
Lox: Change My Mind
Dillon: Everything About You
Sammy: Stockholm Syndrome
Nate: I Wish

WHAT MAGCON WAS AND WILL ALWAYS BE:
-The Cameron Dallas Song
-Vines during the shows/group vines
-The Lipgloss dance
-Tweeting frantically every time a new city was about to be announced
-Group youtube videos
-Cashew
-Hayes being the ‘baby’ of the family
-Jack’s eyebrow game
-Matt being an absolute sweetheart
-JOX JOX JOX
-Being referred to as 'The Magcon Fam’
-Queen Mama Reynolds
-The boys wearing only each other’s merch throughout the entir tour (seriously, I don’t even think they packed anything, they just wore whatever merch was printed)
-Mahogany killing it as a DJ

WHAT MAGCON IS NOT AND WILL NEVER BE:
-Anything other than our boys up on those stages, goofing off and having fun together as a family

*Magcon will never be Magcon without our boys*

Cuddle With Me-Matt Espinosa Imagine
You were laying in your boyfriend’s couch watching a movie while his warm and big arms were wrapped around your waist. The lights were off and the only thing that illuminated the room was the TVs light. You suddenly felt his breath in your neck and just after that tiny kisses were deposited in the back of it. You felt chills everywhere; it was incredible how after two long years Matt had the same effect on you. You bit your lip and turned around facing him. You moved your hands all the way from his chest to the back of his head. You started playing with his hair without taking your eyes off of his. He pulled you closer, provoking your bodies to touch completely; your faces were separated by less than 2 inches. You felt chills again.
“Hi” he said smiling sweetly
“Hi” you answered and hid your face in his neck. His hands moved down and up your back causing even more chills. You were completely sure he noticed about that because he laughed and kissed your hair. He gently pulled your head up making you face him again.
“I love you, did you know that?” You nodded and giggled, “Like a lot” he added. You smiled once more and kissed his cheek for several seconds. Your hands moved down and you rested them in his chest.
“I love you even more Matt”
“I really doubt that” he said and stroked your hair accommodating a bit behind your ear. You made a puppy face making him to giggle. “You are so cute y/n”
“We are missing the movie” You whispered in his ear.
“All I care right now is you” You smiled and got closer to him. He touched your cheek and pulled you closer. His soft lips touched yours and it took less than a second for you to kiss him back. He slipped his tongue inside your mouth and you let him without hesitation. Soon enough you were involved in a tongue war. You were feeling millions of thing right now, and you loved that feeling. You loved Matt and you loved being loved by him. He took care of you so much, he was always there for you and he loved you unconditionally. You were so grateful he had stepped in your life.
He gently pulled away and you rested your head in his chest. You fell asleep like that, in his couch, cuddling and him whispering sweet things in your ear and you giggling to them.

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