Back To The Start - Juice Imagine

Concept: Juice imagine based on the song Back To The Start by SoMo. Requested by @homicidalteenagedream

Taglist: @homicidalteenagedream @soaimagines @straight-toheck @yourcroweater

Originally posted by samcroimagine

Originally posted by girldifferent

You sat in your car out the front of a familiar house. You looked at the empty bottle of wine on the passenger seat and instantly hated yourself for drinking and driving. If Juice knew you’d done this, he’d be so angry. You were a mess and you knew it. After Juice broke up with you, you didn’t know how to function or cope. He was your everything and he loved you so fully. You knew that if it had ended badly, you’d be able to get over this quickly but because it ended in tears and “I love you”, you just couldn’t shake this out of your head. You swallowed the last sip of wine out of the bottle on the front seat and swung yourself out of the car. You were woozy and your legs were wobbly and you knew you shouldn’t be doing this but you headed to the front door anyway. Just seeing his bike parked on the curb made you want to cry. You stood on his porch, looking down at yourself and pulling down your red dress to cover more of your thighs. You took a few deep breaths and swallowed vomit before knocking loudly on the door. You didn’t know if he’d be awake or if he’d have company or if he’d even want to see you, but you didn’t care. You heard movement inside the house and your breath caught in your throat. The front door opened slowly and revealed Juice, shirtless and looking groggy. He immediately awoke when he saw who was standing in his front door. He hadn’t seen you in weeks and he didn’t know how to feel. 

“Oh my god.” Juice whispered. “(Y/N)?" 

You nodded and pursed your lips. "Hey." 

Juice blinked a few times, hoping the mirage of you would disappear. "What are you doing here?" 

You realised you didn’t actually know what you were doing here. You wanted to see Juice again, you wanted to be his again, you wanted to get closure even though he had already given it to you. 

You shrugged. "I don’t know Juicy.” You teared up. “I’ve been a mess since you left." 

Juice didn’t want to see you cry. He was trying to do the right thing by you but he realised he hurt you more than protected you. "Me too (Y/N). I didn’t want to do this." 

You walked forward and touched his bare chest, looking down so he didn’t see your tears. "Then why aren’t we together?" 

Juice sighed and wrapped his arms around you, pressing your face to his warm chest. You began to cry and you felt his breathing shudder as well. The wounds were opening and they were never going to heal if this was to continue. Juice rested his head on top of yours and let tears flow silently. He genuinely loved you and wanted to spend the rest of his life with you but you had been caught in the crossfire of the outlaw life one too many times. He just wanted you to be alive. You took a deep breath and looked up at Juice, taking in his glassy brown eyes and his soft looking lips. You pressed your lips firmly against his, pressing your body even closer, running your nails up his back. You just wanted to be close to him one more time, to feel him one more time. This was a bad idea and you were drunk but this was all you wanted.

Juice pulled away first and brushed your hair from your eyes. "Don’t rev me up like this." 

You stared deeply into his eyes. "One more time.” You whispered, feeling a bulge arise in his black sweatpants. 

Juice hesitated for a moment, his better judgement winning but his desire overpowering. He pulled you inside his house and slammed the door behind you before slamming your body against the door. 

Your back fell flush against the wood of the front door and your arms wound their way around Juice’s neck, securing his lips to yours. His hands ran all over your abdomen before wrapping around your back, your bodies moulding together. Your tongues rolled around together and you suddenly forgot that you were drunk and single. You wrapped your leg around Juice’s waist and he used his arms to lift you up. Your legs clung onto him and his hands squeezed the back of your thighs to keep you secured to his body. You began to grind softly against him as you kissed, feeling the heat begin to pool in your panties. Juice could feel himself start to grow uncomfortable from the restraint of his pants and needed to have you now. You removed your lips from his and moved to his neck, sucking down and licking his smooth skin. Juice walked down his hall and into his bedroom, trying his hardest not to succumb to the assault happening on his neck. He threw you down on his unmade bed and watched you for a second. Your lips were red and swollen, your dress was bunching at your hips. You looked so beautiful and Juice just wanted to take your picture so he could remember this night. It was bittersweet and passionate but he couldn’t let his feelings get in the way tonight. He got on top of you and attached his lips back to yours. You continued to grind against his bulge, hearing his groans build in his throat. You took control and rolled over, taking your place on top. You rocked your hips back and forth slowly as you pulled your dress over your head and threw it across the room. Juice’s hands flew to your stomach, rubbing the soft skin up and down. He drank in the image of your body, not sure if he was going to see it again. You decided to take your bra off too, throwing it to meet your dress. You went back to kissing, relishing in every second you had. Juice spanked you hard, making you gasp before he grabbed the excess skin and began to massage your ass. Juice’s hands then began to fondle your breasts, making you moan into his mouth. One hand stayed on your breast while his other hand removed his pants. His erection sprung free from constraints and rubbed against the lace of your panties. 

“Let me ride.” You whispered, letting the lace of your panties tease his cock. 

“Uh uh.” Juice warned. “I know you like it fast." 

Juice sat up and laid you down on the pillows, removing your panties slowly. 

Juice positioned himself at your entrance and pushed into you with ease. It felt familiar and deep and fulfilling. Juice quickly found a rhythm and your sweet moans filling the air pushed him to continue quicker. Your body felt like it was vibrating with his thrusts. You clawed at his back and moaned along with each thrust. You could feel how deep he was going and tried your best not to scream his house down. His warm body felt smooth against yours and his muscles constricted under the grip of your hands. You didn’t want to finish quickly but it was shaping up that way. You could feel the tension growing in your core and it felt almost painful to hold on. 

"I’m gonna cum Juicy.” You managed to groan out. 

“Oh not yet you aren’t.” Juice growled, nibbling your earlobe. 

Juice continued his thrusts until he was about to finish. He knew he couldn’t come inside like he usually did but he didn’t care. With one hand he reached out and began to powerfully rub circles on your clit, making you choke out in pleasure. 

“Cum.” Juice whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. 

Both of you came in succession, collapsing in sweaty piles, feeling paralysed in pleasure. This was the best sex you’d ever had and you didn’t want this to end. It was melancholy knowing you got what you want but knowing it would never happen again. You laid on the bed until the tingles left your body and you stood up and started to find your clothes. You dressed quickly and stood at the end of the bed, watching Juice begin to fall asleep. You chewed on your lip and tried to hold back the wave of tears that were trying to escape your eyes. You walked over slowly and kissed Juice’s lips, unfortunately waking him up. He smiled at you sweetly and his big brown eyes looked into yours. His expression turned into confusion when he saw you were dressed. 

“Where are you going?” He asked, grabbing your arm.

“Home.” Your voice cracked as you spoke. “I’m sorry for doing this Juice." 

Juice stood up and put on his pants, following you as you walked out of his house. "Wait, don’t go." 

You opened his front door and stood in his doorway, looking back at him. "We’re just back to the start now aren’t we?" 

Juice stopped and took a deep breath. He knew you were right but he didn’t want you to be. Maybe the relationship could work, but he knew that it couldn’t. 

He kissed your forehead with tears in his eyes. "I love you (Y/N)." 

You exhaled a shaky breath. "I love you too." 

You walked out the door and shut it behind you, not allowing yourself to sob until you were in the car. 

Let Me Love You
Let Me Love You

You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby, good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love’s supposed to be
Baby you should let me 

Cause I don’t wanna lose you now
I’m lookin’ right at the other half of me
The vacancy that sat in my heart
Is a space that now you hold
Show me how to fight for now
And I’ll tell you, baby, it was easy
Comin’ back to you once I figured it out
You were right here all along
It’s like you’re my mirror

A list of underrated artists you need to stop sleeping on. Whether that be in terms of their songs, voice or just in general. All these artists deserve a lot more recognition:

- Little Mix (x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x, x)
- Somo (x, x, x, x, x, x)
- Ella Henderson (x, x, x, x, x, x)
- Kelly Clarkson (x, x, x, x, x)
- Demi Lovato (x, x, x, x x, x)
- Tori Kelly (x, x, x, x, x)
- Fletcher (x, x, x, x)
- Nikki Flores (x, x, x, x)
- Daughtry (x, x, x, x, x)
- JoJo (x, x, x, x, x)

Anyone is free to add to the list.

i nEED FRENS SOOO: (part 2)

(part 1.


-ed sheeran

-my chemical romance


-jessie paege




-roleplay (just cool scenarios and shit)

-fall out boy

-twenty one pilots

-panic! at the disco

-mikey way’s jawline

-the weekend

-lana del rey

-marina and the diamonds

-troye sivan

-melanie martinez

-shane dawson

-dan and phil




-the 1975


if so, dm me.