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i'm really sorry i left this blog to die cnskjdks if you guys want me to revive it/start writing imagines again let me knowwww :)

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omg hi long time no talk sldfkjsd

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sooo i haven’t updated since the end of the french revolution im sorry!!!! im just in a slump and my day usually consists of work 9-4 then going to the gym and im so tired all the dang time but i’ll try harder 

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imagine your icon showing up at your house at 3 am and crawling into your bed with no context or explanation

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Pics of Conor that I love: (14\100)

love his adorable smile :)

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Babies❤

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as simple as that.

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incorrect buttercreams - 13/?

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also i'm gonna try to put a new imagine up tomorrow!! i work everyday 9-4 and then i always have shit to do at home i'm gonna try and make a schedule for posting or somethin so i don't leave y'all hangin

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i'm at work and turn around came on i'm pissing skdjsksj

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hope ur all having a great day!! ariana’s concert was beautiful i cried 32 times

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Your name is Christina right ?

yeeee!sum quick fax (i'm 18, ill b 19 in 3 weeks, and i live in new york)

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i just cried ilusm

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hellooo, could you do one where you and joe get close even though you're visiting josh & the maynard's & things get hot & heavy?

hiiii i changed this up a bit but this was the request that inspired ‘obsessed’ i hope u enjoy it xx

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Obsessed || Joe Sugg

summary: where things between you and joe heat up word count: 1k+ a/n: part two???? hmmmm,, also ive never rly written anything smut related (theres barely any in this) so im just getting used to it sorry if this isn’t up to par x  // He was just a friend of a friend, for the most part anyway.   Casual encounters at parties, or nights out in the many clubs their circle of friends ventured to.  It was always small jokes and the occasional innuendo, never anything more.  Everything you knew about him came from other people, because in all honesty, he was quite impossible to read.  He could be broody, lighthearted, and anywhere in between within the span of an hour.  With Joe, you never knew what to expect.  He was dubbed a mystery in your mind. But that was the fun in it. Trying to piece together the most minuscule bits of him was exhilarating.

 As weeks turned to months, you found yourself thirsting for his presence.  You jumped at any opportunity for even a few short minutes around him.  Whether it be to watch the Maynards, who had introduced you to him in the first place, make an appearance in one of his videos, or a quick bite to eat where you tagged along, a day in the park —anything. You kept your curiosity hidden behind your smirks as best as humanly possible. But still, you were worried you were becoming obsessed with what secrets were held behind those blue eyes.  I mean, who wouldn’t?

As time went on, the two of you began spending so much time around each other that a real bond was beginning to form.  Although you were still more than intrigued by him, he was becoming a friend of your own in the process. You no longer needed a middle man to make plans.  The excess company was no longer necessary.  Even with the comfort that came with a friendship, you still walked on eggshells around him.  One wrong move could potentially ruin it all, and it was a risk you weren’t willing to take.  The friendship, as fulfilling as it possibly could be, wasn’t what you craved.  You were positive he hadn’t ever looked you in that way, and it was a torturous reality you had to face.  Having him in your life as just a friend was better than not having him in your life at all.

 You knew Joe and Jack had plans that afternoon to film something together, another one of Joe’s outrageous ideas that somehow worked.  As terribly as you wanted to invite yourself over, you stayed cozy in your bed, intertwined with blankets, listening to the soft hum of the television all morning.  You couldn’t make your fascination any more noticeable than you already had, making plans had to be on Joe’s term from then on.  

Mid afternoon, the familiar buzz of your phone went off on your nightstand.

Joe: Can you come over to Jack’s? It's important.

Confused, you quickly replied, agreeing to his request.  It wouldn't have been an usual text if he had given some context, which he almost always did. Nonetheless, fifteen minutes later you were out the door.

The ride was under 10 minutes. You admired the scenery of your favorite city as the driver tried to make small talk.  You thanked him before paying your fare, and walking towards the familiar building.

 You had hardly knocked on the door when it swung open to reveal Joe, with a grin on his face.

“You good? Where's Jack?” You asked, adjusting the fabric of your shirt.

 “He wanted to shower really quick before we started, and I thought some company would be nice,” he replied.

 “I thought something happened!” You said, playfully hitting his arm. “You said it was important.” You walked a few paces in front of him, heading towards the couch.

 “My loneliness is important, Y/N, and I knew you'd jump at the chance.”

 Stopping in your place, you felt your heart drop into the pit of your stomach. What the hell was he on about?

Spinning around, you locked eyes. But before you could get another word out, you were backed up against a wall, his arms pressed against it.

 “I know what you’re up to,” he murmured, his breath hot against the edges of your neck. “I know what you’ve been up to all this time.”

 Flustered, you played the innocent card.  “I don’t know what you mean, Joe,” you replied shyly.

 He let out a small laugh. You watched intently as he parted his lips, gliding his tongue over his front teeth.  Electrifying every sensation throughout your body, he pressed your figure further against the wall.  His fingers playfully traced the curve of your hip.

 “I see the glances you think I don’t, I’ve always seen them, you’ve never been very careful, Y/N. I don’t mind them though,” he whispered.

 You heard the water from the bathroom come to a halt, signaling Jack would be out in no time.

 “So what if I have?”

 “Like I said, I don't mind. Just wish you'd stop being such a tease,” he whimpered. His hands were making their way under your shirt, the warmth of his palms dancing around your skin. “I know you want to.”

 You peered around the corner, anticipating Jack’s arrival at any second. “Not here, Jack’s gonna be out any minute.”

 He was lightly sucking on the skin above your collarbone as you try to withhold a small moan. “Joe,”

 “Y/N…” he mocked, “come on, we can tell Jack we have to run to the store or something.”

“We can't,” you protested.

 Why after all this time did he have to start something now? At Jack’s of all places, he really couldn't have initiated it any other time?

 The knob to the bathroom door turned, and you jumped out from underneath Joe, trying desperately to fiddle with your hair to cover up whatever remnants was appearing on your neck and chest.

 The first thing that came from Jack’s mouth was, “Y/N’s here?”

 You shot him a friendly smile, waving. “Hi, sorry. Joe just texted me he needed help with something.”

 “Alright, let me just get changed and we can start filming,” Jack added.

 You and Joe nodded in unison as he sneakily placed his hand on the center of your ass. He pressed his face close to yours before whispering “just so you know, we’re finishing that later.”