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Important Announcement

Hi guys,

I just want to say thank you for all your support over the years before I get onto the main point. It really has meant the world to me, and I am incredibly grateful.

However, I’ve come to the point that I knew would inevitably come. For the foreseeable future, I will no longer be updating on this blog. I won’t delete it, so all the imagines will still be here, and who knows? Maybe I’ll come back in the future.

But for now, I just want to say thank you again for everything over the years.

Love you lots xxx

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Spoiled: A Ross Lynch Headcanon

Request from Anon: Hiiii! Can I ask a headcanons about Ross Lynch x brat!Reader? I think It would be an interesting match since Ross give this vibe of "cool, peace and love" and reader would be kinda the opposite.

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

No-one quite understands why Ross – laid back, chilled out Ross – is dating you, but when they see how happy you are together, all confusion disappears. Yes, you can act a bit spoiled from time to time, but you’re used to the finer things in life, and Ross knew that when he asked you out.

If anything, he finds it all quite funny, and is more than happy to spoil you.

He loves you, after all.

You fiddle with the necklace he bought you as you sit with him, his arm around your shoulders. There’s a guitar to your left, a further demonstration of the vibe that radiates from him. He’s so calm about everything, so accepting of the way life works, and it’s times like these that you find it bizarre.

But you want to be like that too, want to stop the glares of people who think you’re nothing more than a brat.

Ross knows how you feel sometimes, and he’s often quick to remind you that it’s okay to want things in life to go your way. It makes you human, and it makes him love you all the more. You smile at that, before he dips his head and kisses you, lips lingering.

But as we’ve said before, there are times when Ross finds your demanding nature quite funny. He laughs when waiters look at you like they don’t have a clue what you’re talking about during wine orders, shopkeepers oblivious to a particular brand that you’re after. It’s a laugh that you simply adore, his eyes lighting up as he claps his hands at your infuriation.

“Honestly, babe, I think you’ve just got expensive taste.”

You hit him playfully then, and he feigns hurt.

“Want me to kiss it better?”

“Thought you’d never ask.” He kisses you in the middle of the street, and you feel your heart flutter.

It’s an interesting relationship that the two of you had, and like all relationships, you do hit obstacles. Mostly, they come across when Ross tells you to calm down, when he tells you that what you’re after isn’t available. You’ve always been one to show your emotions, and, in hindsight, you start to understand why people call you spoiled.

Emotions run high as you fight with Ross, and you hate it. You know he does too as he runs a hand over his face, trying to maintain his calm exterior. He takes a breath, and you know then that it’s time for you both to take a moment.

It’s a few hours later when Ross comes into your room. Not many words are said as you apologise to each other, and he wraps an arm around your shoulders. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too. I’m sorry I was such a bitch.”

Ross chuckles slightly. “You’re not a bitch. You just want things, and that’s okay. As long as you understand that I might be awesome, but I’m not a miracle worker.” You laugh at that, and just like that all memories of the argument fade.

There’s peace.

Just as there always is when you have Ross by your side. He balances you out, and you couldn’t ask for anything more.

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Hiiii! Can I ask a headcanons about Ross Lynch x brat!Reader? I think It would be an interesting match since Ross give this vibe of "cool, peace and love" and reader would be kinda the opposite.

Coolios x

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Hurt: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @thehappygrungelife​: I would like to request a Female!reader x nick scratch, where reader is Sabrina's lost little sister (only a year or two), and they found each other again at the Academy. Reader is a way darker version of Sabrina, friends with the weird sisters but really close to her sister. Nick and reader are dating despite Sabrina and the Dark Lord (Satan) being against it. So he always punishes her physically until it gets too much and Nick sad to see his girlfriend like that breakup with her but finally they get back together (you can decide how :) )

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

“What are you talking about?” Nick crossed his arms, taking in Sabrina’s words. It was bad enough that his friend didn’t approve of his relationship with her sister, but to be accused of this, of hurting her, was inexcusable.

Nick would never hurt Y/N Morningstar. She was everything to him. She was beautiful, he had thought so the first time he had seen her. Dragged out of Hell by her older sister, reunited with her father who attempted to welcome her as the second daughter of Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell.

Nick had almost laughed when Y/N looked at him like she was bored.

Y/N had decided not to stay in Hell after being rescued from the ninth circle. She had been trapped down there long enough, and it was clear to anyone the damage it had done. But Nick didn’t call it damage, he called it battle scars, only ones that no-one could see. Well, no-one but him, but even that had taken time.

She had blended in well at the Academy, finding a familiar darkness with the Weird Sisters. But she was still close with Sabrina, and it was through their sisterly bond that Nick had fallen in love with her.

They had been together for almost three months now, and Nick was due to take her out the following evening. He secretly hoped that it might be the night they finally indulged in each other’s bodies, the night Nick would finally be able to show her just how much he loved her.

He had come over to see her, but she wasn’t home, and so Sabrina had taken the opportunity to pull him aside, implying that they needed to talk. He knew she was just trying to be protective of her sister, but Nick couldn’t help that she was reiterating her father’s views.

Lucifer Morningstar certainly had had things to say about Y/N dating Nick.

Neither of them had really cared.

Until now, as Sabrina explained what she meant when she accused Nick of hurting the one person he had ever truly loved. “Lucifer is hurting her, Nick. She’s got these claw marks down her back. He’s punishing her for being with you.”

Nick felt his heart sink. “Why hasn’t she said anything?”

Sabrina shrugged. “Because she’s Y/N. She’s stubborn and self-righteous and headstrong. But she’s my sister and I care about her, which is why I’m telling you. Which is why whatever’s going on between you two needs to stop.”

“You can leave now Sabrina, thanks.” Nick and Sabrina turned at the sound of Y/N’s voice. She stood in the doorway, a stony expression on her face that both knew was reserved for those who had wronged her. Her sister got the hint, and made a quick exit, leaving Nick and Y/N alone. She looked at him. “So she told you.”

Nick walked over to his girlfriend. “Show me.”

Y/N sighed, before turning her back to him. Nick pulled down the back of her shirt, and felt physically sick at what he saw. Red lines ran through her perfect skin, tearing at it and at his heart. He accidentally brushed his finger along one of scratches, and felt her wince. It was seeing her hurt, seeing her in so much pain that made him say his next words, no matter how much they crushed him. “I think Sabrina’s right.”

Y/N turned, fear in her eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“I think we need to break up, Y/N.”

Nick hoped she would protest, that she would make some attempt to fight him. But for the first time since he had met her, she looked as if she hated him. He hated that look. He hated it even more when she spoke. “Go. Just go.”

That was a week ago. Nick thought he knew what Hell was before he had tried to live without Y/N, but his thoughts didn’t even come close to the week he had had. He had tried to call Y/N, wished for her to call him, but he never heard anything from her.

He had never realised how much he truly loved her until he didn’t have her anymore.

He knew deep down that he had done the right thing, that he was protecting her. But that didn’t stop him from regretting his actions. It took him another two days to realise how stupid he had been.

Nick was a fighter. So was Y/N. They always had been.

It wasn’t the first time they had faced Lucifer, nor it would be the last.

And Nick realised that he didn’t want to do it without Y/N by his side.

Which was why he made the decision to get her back.

The following day, he marched into the Academy, looking for her. When he laid eyes on her, he felt his heart beat fast, and he ignored the look of hatred on her face.

Instead, he strode over to her, taking her by surprise as he kissed her like he had never kissed her before.

Y/N’s hands slid into his hair as she fell into him, and for the first time in a week, Nick finally felt whole. When they parted, she looked at him. “What are you doing?”

“Winning you back.”

“But what about Lucifer?”

“We’ll figure it out. We always do. I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Nick.”

That evening, Nick finally took her out on that date. That night, he finally showed her just what she meant to him.

And he promised to make sure that she would never be hurt again.

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Dating Ross Lynch Would Include...

Request from Anon: Hiiii ♡ Can I ask some headcanons for Ross Lynch as a boyfriend? ♡♡♡

Well, it’s been a while! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

If Ross Lynch is anything, it’s a hopeless romantic. It doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing, he’ll always make sure that you’re comfortable, that you’re happy, reminding you over and over again that he loves you.

You’ve lost count of the bouquets of flowers that arrive at your house when he arrives to pick you up for your dates. This time it’s classical red roses which you put in water before he holds out his arm. You link your own arm through it, giggling as he speaks. “My lady, shall we?”

“Of course, good sir.”

He takes you to a restaurant that basically sums him up. For all his posh bravado, it’s humbling to see the band on stage, singing yours and Ross’s kind of music, making him smile as he intertwines his fingers with yours.

He leads you to a table, but it���s not food on your mind when it arrives.

It’s being here with him, chatting to him about everything and nothing. He laughs and smiles with you, always appearing interested in everything you say. He loves you, he always will, and he can’t possibly imagine his life without you.

When the band start playing your favourite song, Ross is on his feet, gesturing for you to join him. You laugh as he wraps his arm around your waist, leaving it to rest on the small of your back, leading you in a dance.

He sings along, and it’s that voice that reminds of you of the more intimate moments. You love to hear him sing, whether it’s absentmindedly at home, your legs on his lap, his fingers tangled in your hair, or on stage, knowing that he’s dedicating every performance to you.

He’s a natural born star, and he’s all yours.

As Ross dances with you, he looks into your eyes as if he’s searching for your soul. He smiles at you as you sway together, neither of you having spectacular dancing abilities. Ross has often joked that if you two ever got married you would have to have classes, which sounds ideal as long as you get to spend more time with him.

Ross dips his head slightly, capturing your lips in his. You forget the world for a moment, the music fading into the background as you’re transported into the life that you’ve only dreamt of. A life where you have an amazing boyfriend, a man that loves you more than anything, that wants to hold onto you.

Ross Lynch wants to hold onto you.

He doesn’t let go when you get home, doesn’t let go when you climb into bed, his head in the crook of your neck as you lie together. His fingers remain tangled with yours, his breath on your neck as he kisses your cheek.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too.”

You know that when you wake up in the morning, he’ll be gone. But only downstairs, only making you breakfast as he insists on every morning after date night. Forever that hopeless romantic.

But forever yours.

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Hiiii ♡

Can I ask some headcanons for Ross Lynch as a boyfriend? ♡♡♡

Oh hello!

Of course you can x

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Me, having finally completed those essays, and feeling great so opening them two days earlier than I said I would, but also hoping that you guys will send some in xxx

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Teeth: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @flowersichxng​: heeey, first of all i just wanted to tell you that I am loving your imagines with the songs from the CALM album, I have to say that your writing is amazing and I loved every one of your imagines (but I'm suspicious in saying that Red Desert is my favorite). I'm not sure if you're still taking requests but I'd love to read a imagine with Lonely Heart or Teeth, because I'm ✨obsessed✨. English is not my first language btw, so I'm sorry if I wrote something wrong.

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

Want to hear the song? Find a link to it just below:

Teeth

Some days, you're the only thing I know Only thing that's burning when the nights grow cold Can't look away, can't look away Beg you to stay, beg you to stay, yeah

“Ask me to stay, Y/N.”

You looked up from your spot on the bed. Your eyes found the owner of the voice that spoke to you, pleading, desperation oozing from every word. Nicholas Scratch stood before you, black shirt over a white t-shirt that concealed the perfect body, hair tousled and framing his face like a work of art.

He looked at you with deep brown eyes that made your skin tingle, the memory of his fingers dancing across it coming to the fore. He had spent the night wrapped in your arms, keeping you warm in the wintery cold. And now he should have been leaving, but he instead he had stopped, eyes forever on you, on your naked body, like he was staring into your soul.

He had turned to you and told you that he knew he wasn’t supposed to, but he had fallen for you. Nights of passion were so much more than that for him, had blossomed into nights that he looked forward to and not just because you were good in bed.

He had told you that he was sure you felt the same way, sure you were falling for him too.

He was supposed to have left, but now he was waiting for you to tell him what he wanted to hear.

Sometimes, you're a stranger in my bed Don't know if you love me or you want me dead Push me away, push me away Then beg me to stay, beg me to stay, yeah

“Ask me to stay, Y/N.”

Sometimes it was like you didn’t even know Nick. Sometimes he arrived at your house moody and brooding, sometimes he smiled a signature grin that had you falling to your knees. Sometimes he barely acknowledged you outside of your bedroom, sometimes he greeted you like a friend.

You thought you knew what he wanted from you, thought the no-strings-attached agreement was best for both of you, something both of you wanted.

And now he was standing here, telling you he loved you.

You pulled the sheet tighter around your body, conscious of the way his eyes were on you. He had seen you naked before, but there was something about this time that felt different, an honesty in this whole situation that unsettled you.

Pleasantly or not, you weren’t quite sure.

Maybe you should have pushed him away that first time he came to you, alcohol blurring both of your senses as you kissed for the first time. There was no love in that first kiss, only lust, a desire that both of you couldn’t shake.

He had left in the morning, and every morning since.

Except this one.

You’d be lying if you said it didn’t terrify you.

Call me in the morning to apologize Every little lie gives me butterflies Something in the way you're looking through my eyes Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive

“Ask me to stay, Y/N.”

You dared to imagine what it would be like if you said yes to Nick, if you embarked on the journey that would be loving him. You had loved before, been hurt before, listened to phone calls full of apologies that were redundant in the end.

You had promised yourself you would never fall like that again.

But with Nick, maybe it would be different. The way he lied about his plans with you had always given you butterflies, the way he had looked at you with such wanting had always sent your heart beating, and part of you had always wondered about the way he would hold you whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

If you fell for Nick, if you said yes, you could ruin everything; the walls around you could crumble to dust, and you could be mortally wounded by an arrow to your heart when he eventually decided to break it.

But then it could be the perfect ending to what had started as a journey of lust, of carnal desire.

It could be everything you had ever dreamed of before your heart was broken so brutally.

All it would take was a single word.

Fight so dirty, but you love so sweet Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth Late night devil, put your hands on me And never, never, never ever let go

“Ask me to stay, Y/N.”

Nick Scratch was a beautiful, almost angelic, human being, at least, that was how he looked on the outside. On the inside, there was a darkness, teeth and claws marking the weapons of the Devil as he worshipped your body.

He was seductive, intoxicating, a sickly sweetness radiating from him that only pulled you in more.

But he was gentle too, and he looked at you with such sincerity in his eyes as he waited for your answer. You wanted his hands on you, and not just on your body, on your thighs, your back, anywhere he could reach. You wanted them intertwined with your own, wanted them cupping your cheeks as he kissed you, letting his lips linger as he pressed his forehead against yours and told you three little words.

You wanted something with him, you knew that now, something more than what you already had.

You wanted it and once you had it, you never wanted to let go of it.

Which was why, when Nick Scratch asked you to ask him to stay, you did.

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Lonely Heart: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @flowersichxng​: heeey, first of all i just wanted to tell you that I am loving your imagines with the songs from the CALM album, I have to say that your writing is amazing and I loved every one of your imagines (but I'm suspicious in saying that Red Desert is my favorite). I'm not sure if you're still taking requests but I'd love to read a imagine with Lonely Heart or Teeth, because I'm ✨obsessed✨. English is not my first language btw, so I'm sorry if I wrote something wrong.

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

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Lonely Heart

Your type of mind, so hard to find Native of mine, you're just my kind

“You look amazing, Y/N.” Sabrina smoothed down her own dress as she looked at you in yours. You both had dates for the annual dance at Baxter High, both of you wanting some normality after the chaotic events that had happened over the past few months. Of course, next week, you would return to the Academy, so you savoured the moments of peace.

Your date was picking you up soon. He was perfect, everything a girl could want. You knew a man like him was hard to find, and you two had so much in common.

It only seemed right that you ended up together, and you smiled at the thought of him.

“Thanks, Brina. You too.”

The doorbell rang, and Sabrina beamed before leaving you in your room. You heard voices downstairs, familiar ones of Ambrose and Sabrina’s date. You heard Sabrina rushing downstairs to meet him, heard him compliment her, heard her say, “You should wait until you see Y/N. She looks amazing.”

You heard, “I’m sure she does. But I’m going to the dance with you, and you look stunning, Spellman.” You smiled at that, forcing your heart to slow down.

Your date was perfect, you knew that.

But he wasn’t the man downstairs.

He wasn’t Nick Scratch.

Down on my knees, I'll always follow I promise you until the end of time

“Hey, Nick.” You stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at the warlock with his arm linked through Sabrina’s. They really were the perfect couple, and it broke your heart that you had the power to cause them so much pain.

You were in love with Nick Scratch; the worst part was that it wasn’t even something you could fix.

“Hey, Y/N. Spellman was right, you do look amazing.” A blush rose to your cheeks, and you smiled at him before making your way down the stairs. A thought crossed your mind, a thought that allowed you to think about what it would be like if you were walking down those stairs to kiss him.

The thought of following him onto the dance floor and promising to love him until the end of time.

You pushed it away, focusing on the smile on Sabrina’s face as she looked at her boyfriend with adoration. She was your friend and you weren’t going to ruin everything for her. “Not too bad yourself, Nick.”

Seconds that felt like years passed before the doorbell rang. You looked on at the happy couple, so absorbed in each other, before Ambrose announced the arrival of your date. The arrival of the man who was just so perfect for you.

The arrival of the man who wasn’t the person you loved.

Our house on fire, we're burnin' We dance inside, you're hurtin'

You sat at one of the tables, alone, your date having left you after one too many drinks. You could see him out of the corner of your eye, flirting with some other girl.

Apparently he wasn’t as perfect when he was drunk.

Not that you cared, not as you looked at Nick and Sabrina dancing together, so utterly in love. For a moment, you wondered what it would be like to be the one dancing with him. It was a thought that was so wrong, but as you felt your heart burn at the image in your mind, it felt so right.

You knew Nick Scratch better than anyone else in the entire world, knew how damaged he was inside, a kindred spirit to your own really. You wanted to be the one to help him feel joy, knowing that he would help you do the same, but that role belonged to Sabrina, to your friend, and you wouldn’t deny her of it.

The music stopped, signalling the end of the song, and you watched as Nick leaned over and whispered something into Sabrina’s ear. She nodded and took a seat at the table where her mortal friends sat.

Your date was still preoccupied with the other woman.

And now, Nick was walking towards you.

If you leave me in the mornin' I'll have such a—

Nick stopped in front of you and held out his hand. “Care to dance, Y/N?”

“What?”

“Come on.” He smiled, that perfect smile that haunted your dreams, that stayed with you for the rest of the day, never leaving you. “You can’t just stay here for the rest of the night.”

Every part of you was screaming, willing your brain to tell your mouth to speak. To say yes. You knew it was sympathy, knew that Nick was just being the good friend that he was, but part of you couldn’t help but feel that this could be the start of something more, the start to everything you ever wanted. “What about Brina?”

“She’s cool.” Nick looked over at his girlfriend, who waved at the two of you, affection in his eyes which remained as he looked back at you. “Come on Y/N, one dance, and maybe that date of yours will realise that you’re worth sharing the evening with.”

It was like you were in a dream, one that ended with Nick kissing you slowly on the dance floor. But like all dreams, it wasn’t real, and your fantasy ending would leave you, reality coming back in the morning.

Maybe you could live it for a little while.

You took Nick’s hand and he smiled. “There we go.” He led you over to the floor.

Such a lonely heart, oh woah Such a lonely heart, oh woah (Oh woah)

As the music started, you were conscious of one of Nick’s hands on the small of your back, the other in yours, fingers intertwined. You looked up at him, and noticed how deep dark eyes were staring down at you. “How am I doing? Not too bad a dance partner, am I Y/N?”

“No, not too bad at all.”

It was a perfect moment, one that you wanted to live in forever. As Nick swayed with you to the music, you were aware of only him, of the feel of his body against yours, of the way he made your heart soar. It felt as if it were trying to beat out of your chest, to bind itself to Nick’s.

But soon enough, the song would end, and Nick would let go of your hand. Soon enough, your heart would be alone again, leaving you wallowing in self-pity as you continued to fall for someone you couldn’t have. Someone who wasn’t made for you, but who you loved more than anything.

Nick’s hand still on your back, the song came to an end. He paused for a moment, looking at you in a way you had only wished for.

If this was a movie, he would have kissed you, lips on your own.

If this was a movie, you would get your happy ending.

You held your breath.

If you can't find another reason to stay Then I know I'm gonna always have a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely Heart, oh woah (Oh woah) Heart

Nick coughed, seeming to come out of his daze. He had been lost in the moment, you were sure of it, and as Sabrina came back over, you slipped out of his grasp.

You couldn’t have him, no matter how much it hurt to leave him, no matter how much you hated being alone.

You didn’t really focus on any of Sabrina’s words as you watched Nick slide his arm around her waist, eyes still on you, a message hidden within pools of brown. The two of you had shared something special in that dance, but it was something that could never be expressed to the world. Not without people getting hurt.

“Maybe that date of yours will have realised what he’s missing out on.” Nick nodded in your date’s direction, the man in question now looking at you with envy.

“Maybe. Thanks, Nick.”

He smiled. “Anytime, Y/N.”

Your heart stopped as he leant over and placed a single kiss on your cheek. You knew it was a friendly gesture, but you couldn’t help but feel that maybe it was something more. Not that it mattered as another song began to play and Nick swept Sabrina off to the middle of the dance floor.

As you walked over to your date, the man who was supposed to be perfect for you.

The man who wasn’t Nick Scratch.

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Wildflower: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @firedancer016​: Hey for the calm imagines could you do Wildflower pls

This one gets pretty suggestive, just as a warning! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

I hear you callin’ out my name I love the sound, I love the taste And I can see it in your face You’ve got a side you can’t explain

There was a side to Nick Scratch that was hidden away. A side that everyone thought they had seen the full extent of, that bad boy reputation on full display, but you knew that it wasn’t the truth. There was so much more to it than that.

And it was reserved for you.

He was looking at you now, that smirk on his face, your name on his lips and a glint in his eye. “You know, we’ve got some time, Y/N.” He nodded his head towards your bed and you bit your lip, your legs trembling in anticipation.

It wasn’t like what he was suggesting was your first time. It was just that every time he suggested it, every time you thought about it, your heart couldn’t help but beat rapidly, your blood rising to cheeks, a knot of excitement building in your stomach.

It was the way he tasted when he kissed you like he had been starved, like smoke and leather, like magic and fire, all wrapped up into one. It was the way he said your name, each letter rolling off his tongue and onto your skin, sinking in and leaving you wanting more.  

You couldn’t explain it well, not really, but it was as if Nick Scratch had been made for you.

You’re tellin’ me, you’re tellin’ me, you’re tellin’ me you wanna come over You wanna be, you wanna be, you wanna be, you wanna be closer I love it when you wear your hair down over your shoulder ‘Cause I wanna hold ya ‘Cause I know where tonight is goin

One step.

Nick Scratch had taken one step towards you and it was enough for you to put your hair down. He liked it when it was down, he said, liked it when he could thread his finger through it, tangling it just like your legs would be with his when you had finished, lying in bed and embracing silence like an old friend.

It let you be close to him, but you always wanted to be closer. Always wanted his skin on yours, his lips anywhere they could reach. You wanted your fingers on his chest, on his back, dancing and drawing patterns, watching him transform into the work of art you knew he was.

You wanted to hold onto him, keep him by your side. Forever.

You only had to look at his smile, only had to look at the way his eyes glazed over as he raked them over your body and you knew that was how this night was going to end. Your breath caught and you waited for him to come over, waited for Nick to make the first move, as he always did.

One step. Nick Scratch had taken one step towards you.

You’re the only one who makes me Every time we Tell you what I like My wildflower

Two steps.

Nick Scratch had taken two steps towards you, and you were already thinking about what would happen once you were in your bed with him, clothes on the floor. Nick was the only person who had ever made you feel the way he did, a high you never wanted to come down from.

He whispered words of affection in your ears, sometimes things that weren’t for others to hear. There would be questions, insecurities coating his tone that you were quick to kiss away. All he ever wanted was to make sure you were satisfied, and the contentment on your face was always enough for him to find his own.

There was a hidden side to Nick Scratch, but there was one to you too. One that only he could bring out, one you would never show to anyone else. You had grown since you met him, transformed into something wild, something beautiful that you had never thought you would be. Someone that you were proud to be.

Nick had done that for you, and he would continue to for the rest of your life.

Two steps. Nick Scratch had taken two steps towards you.

You know you are my favourite fantasy A fatal love song Waterfall is overflowin’

Three steps.

Nick Scratch had taken three steps towards you, and the sound of his breathing was music to your ears. It was still slow, steady, but you knew that in a few moments, it would reach the rate of your own, quick and unable to wait any longer.

You would fall into that sound, drowning in him and the knowledge that you were the one to do this to him, indulging in the fact that Nick Scratch loved you, only you. You were the person he dreamed about, his nightmares all about losing you. You would kiss his cheek then, reassure him that you were here, that you weren’t going anywhere, that he was never going to be without you.

He would kiss your lips then, lips lingering, slow and gentle, so unlike the kisses that you would share once you were wrapped in each other, your bodies moving in perfect synchronicity. It had been only an hour since he had kissed you last but you already missed his lips, his tongue, his teeth.

You missed all of him, desperate to feel his touch on you again, knowing that once you felt it, the world would feel complete.

Three steps. Nick Scratch had taken three steps towards you.

You’re the only one who makes me Every time we Tell you what I like My wildflower

Four steps.

Nick Scratch had taken four steps towards you, and there were mere inches between the two of you. You could feel him thread his fingers through your hair, those images in your mind so close to becoming a reality, his breath warm and loud as it coated your skin.

His lips were moments away from meeting yours, his hands moments away from meeting your skin. There was that smirk on his face, one that transformed into a smile as drank in your beauty. You smiled back at him, eyes glittering as that knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter.

Moments away from becoming one from Nick, his hands playing with the hem of your shirt. Moments away from escaping the world just for a little while, indulging in each other, opening you up and letting your confidence, your knowledge that you were good enough for him, bloom like a flower in the sun.

Nick Scratch was the sun, pleasant heat making you both shine.

Four steps. Nick Scratch had taken four steps towards you.

It took one more, one small shuffle of his feet, for him to kiss you.

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Wildflower: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @firedancer016​: Hey for the calm imagines could you do Wildflower pls

This one gets pretty suggestive, just as a warning! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

Want to hear the song? Find a link to it just below:

Wildflower

I hear you callin' out my name I love the sound, I love the taste And I can see it in your face You've got a side you can't explain

There was a side to Nick Scratch that was hidden away. A side that everyone thought they had seen the full extent of, that bad boy reputation on full display, but you knew that it wasn’t the truth. There was so much more to it than that.

And it was reserved for you.

He was looking at you now, that smirk on his face, your name on his lips and a glint in his eye. “You know, we’ve got some time, Y/N.” He nodded his head towards your bed and you bit your lip, your legs trembling in anticipation.

It wasn’t like what he was suggesting was your first time. It was just that every time he suggested it, every time you thought about it, your heart couldn’t help but beat rapidly, your blood rising to cheeks, a knot of excitement building in your stomach.

It was the way he tasted when he kissed you like he had been starved, like smoke and leather, like magic and fire, all wrapped up into one. It was the way he said your name, each letter rolling off his tongue and onto your skin, sinking in and leaving you wanting more.  

You couldn’t explain it well, not really, but it was as if Nick Scratch had been made for you.

You're tellin' me, you're tellin' me, you're tellin' me you wanna come over You wanna be, you wanna be, you wanna be, you wanna be closer I love it when you wear your hair down over your shoulder 'Cause I wanna hold ya 'Cause I know where tonight is goin

One step.

Nick Scratch had taken one step towards you and it was enough for you to put your hair down. He liked it when it was down, he said, liked it when he could thread his finger through it, tangling it just like your legs would be with his when you had finished, lying in bed and embracing silence like an old friend.

It let you be close to him, but you always wanted to be closer. Always wanted his skin on yours, his lips anywhere they could reach. You wanted your fingers on his chest, on his back, dancing and drawing patterns, watching him transform into the work of art you knew he was.

You wanted to hold onto him, keep him by your side. Forever.

You only had to look at his smile, only had to look at the way his eyes glazed over as he raked them over your body and you knew that was how this night was going to end. Your breath caught and you waited for him to come over, waited for Nick to make the first move, as he always did.

One step. Nick Scratch had taken one step towards you.

You're the only one who makes me Every time we Tell you what I like My wildflower

Two steps.

Nick Scratch had taken two steps towards you, and you were already thinking about what would happen once you were in your bed with him, clothes on the floor. Nick was the only person who had ever made you feel the way he did, a high you never wanted to come down from.

He whispered words of affection in your ears, sometimes things that weren’t for others to hear. There would be questions, insecurities coating his tone that you were quick to kiss away. All he ever wanted was to make sure you were satisfied, and the contentment on your face was always enough for him to find his own.

There was a hidden side to Nick Scratch, but there was one to you too. One that only he could bring out, one you would never show to anyone else. You had grown since you met him, transformed into something wild, something beautiful that you had never thought you would be. Someone that you were proud to be.

Nick had done that for you, and he would continue to for the rest of your life.

Two steps. Nick Scratch had taken two steps towards you.

You know you are my favourite fantasy A fatal love song Waterfall is overflowin'

Three steps.

Nick Scratch had taken three steps towards you, and the sound of his breathing was music to your ears. It was still slow, steady, but you knew that in a few moments, it would reach the rate of your own, quick and unable to wait any longer.

You would fall into that sound, drowning in him and the knowledge that you were the one to do this to him, indulging in the fact that Nick Scratch loved you, only you. You were the person he dreamed about, his nightmares all about losing you. You would kiss his cheek then, reassure him that you were here, that you weren’t going anywhere, that he was never going to be without you.

He would kiss your lips then, lips lingering, slow and gentle, so unlike the kisses that you would share once you were wrapped in each other, your bodies moving in perfect synchronicity. It had been only an hour since he had kissed you last but you already missed his lips, his tongue, his teeth.

You missed all of him, desperate to feel his touch on you again, knowing that once you felt it, the world would feel complete.

Three steps. Nick Scratch had taken three steps towards you.

You're the only one who makes me Every time we Tell you what I like My wildflower

Four steps.

Nick Scratch had taken four steps towards you, and there were mere inches between the two of you. You could feel him thread his fingers through your hair, those images in your mind so close to becoming a reality, his breath warm and loud as it coated your skin.

His lips were moments away from meeting yours, his hands moments away from meeting your skin. There was that smirk on his face, one that transformed into a smile as drank in your beauty. You smiled back at him, eyes glittering as that knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter.

Moments away from becoming one from Nick, his hands playing with the hem of your shirt. Moments away from escaping the world just for a little while, indulging in each other, opening you up and letting your confidence, your knowledge that you were good enough for him, bloom like a flower in the sun.

Nick Scratch was the sun, pleasant heat making you both shine.

Four steps. Nick Scratch had taken four steps towards you.

It took one more, one small shuffle of his feet, for him to kiss you.

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Hey for the calm imagines could you do Wildflower pls

Of course x 

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um hi ily this blog is amazing and your writing makes me happy, so excited to see what else you write

Thank you lovely, that was such a nice message to wake up to this morning!

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Requests Announcement

Hi guys!

So, on 15th March, I’m going to open my requests up fully again, however there are some things you guys need to know:

The Rule of 15 applies (if my inbox gets up to over 15, I’ll be closing requests until I catch up)

I will only be taking Song Requests for the songs that are part of an album collection

With regards to the album collections, these songs (and gif drabbles) are still up for requests over the next fortnight or so before requests fully open again. If you want to get in there quickly (i.e. now), here’s a list of all the songs that are still available:

Moonlight [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Slow Down [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Church [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Right Here [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Falling [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Okay [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

The Walls [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Meddle About [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Friends [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Hold Your Breath [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Obsessive [Chase Atlantic, Caliban]

Welcome to the End of Your Life [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Nobody Knows [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Feel You Now [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

San Francisco [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Low [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

giveuwhatuwant [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Natural [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Afterglow [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Preacher Man [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

Forever Always [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

flashdrive [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

OMG Plz Don’t Come Around [The Driver Era, Harvey Kinkle]

No Shame [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Old Me [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Easier [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Teeth [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Wildflower [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Best Years [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Not In The Same Way [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

Lonely Heart [5 Seconds of Summers, Nick Scratch]

And that’s about it for now! Have a lovely weekend guys xx 

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Thank you lovely xx

Lover Of Mine: A Nick Scratch Imagine

Request from @hell0sage​: ooo! can you please do lover of mine for your 5sos series plzz!!💖

Okay, so this is my favourite song from this album! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

Lover of mine, maybe we’ll take some time Kaleidoscope mind gets in the way Hope and I pray, darling, that you will stay Butterfly lies, chase them away, mmm

You listened to the sound of Nick’s heartbeat as you laid your head on his chest. It sounding like butterfly wings fluttering against his ribs, each one desperate to escape, to soar in flight. You imagined what that would be like, butterflies flying over the two of you, a kaleidoscope of colours dancing before your very eyes.  

A finger trailing down your spine reminded you that you didn’t need all that beauty when you had Nick Scratch in your life, but it would have been spectacular anyway. You shivered as that finger trailed back up, a calloused fingertip resting on the nape of your neck before it was joined by others, occasionally reaching up to tangle themselves in your hair.  

It wasn’t often that you and Nick got this time to relax, wasn’t often that you got to indulge in each other’s company, wasn’t often that he could look you in the eyes and tell you he loved you without anything else pressing on his mind.  

Nick chuckled as you nuzzled into him more, leaning into his skin, into his touch, into memories of what had happened only a few moments before, heat rising to your cheeks. You chased away all thoughts of having to leave the room, wanting to stay here forever, focusing on him.   

Only him. Dance around the living room Lose me in the sight of you I’ve seen the red, I’ve seen the blue Take all of me

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what, Y/N?” Nick smiled at you, a knowing grin that made your toes curl. It was that grin that had got you here in the first place, directed at you from across the room. You remembered how the red and blue strobe lights from Hilda’s wedding had cast shadows on his face, the white collar peeking out from his suit jacket suddenly taking on a new hue.

He had danced with you only a few hours ago, before whispering something in your ear and taking you upstairs. And now, you were here, with him looking at you in the same way as he held your body close to his.

“Like that.”

He didn’t answer, instead placing a gentle, lingering kiss on your lips. You were conscious of how his hands moved up to cup your cheeks, how they stayed there when he parted from you, only leaving you wanting more.

“Because, Y/N, you’re beautiful. And because I love you.”

You would have given him everything, would have let him take it all if he wanted it, would have let him do so again and again. But the appearance of the sun rising behind the trees and shining into the room told you that it was time for the moment to end.

Time to go back to the real world.

Deep to where your secrets hide Where we’ve been a thousand times Swallow every single lie Take all of me As you pulled on your clothes, you glanced over at Nick. He had his back to you, and you resisted the urge to wrap your arms around him from behind and litter kisses along his spine. The thought took you back, reminded you of the day you had decided to take the next step in your relationship.  

You were in Sabrina Spellman’s kitchen, Nick standing next to you as you and your friends discussed plans to stop the next threat heading Greendale’s way. Nick was bent over, leaning on the worktop, hands clasped. You could see the whites of his knuckles, fear clouding his eyes. So you did the only thing you knew.  

You placed your hand over his, and as he looked up at you, you watched as the fear washed away. As he wrapped his fingers around yours, a gesture that told you everything you needed to know.  

That night, you found out more than you had ever thought possible. You took each one of Nick’s Scratch’s secrets, each one of his fears, and you swallowed them with every kiss, every touch, every movement.  

It seemed so long ago, yet it felt like only yesterday.   

But every time, it felt just as perfect. I’ll never give you away ‘Cause I already made that mistake If my name never fell off your lips again I know it’d be such a shame

Of course, it hadn’t all been as easy as that. As Nick pushed his hair back, hair that your hands had been tangled in only moments before, you couldn’t help but think of the time he had done so in frustration.

The time where you two had broken up.

It was only for a week, but it had been the longest of your life. Nick liked to tell you that you were both stronger for it, but you never wanted to feel that way again, never wanted to live in a world where your name didn’t roll of Nick’s tongue with ease and affection.

It had been a mistake to give him away, you knew that. But now, as he turned to face you, that smile on his face, inky curls perfectly ruffled, the memory floated away, replaced by a contentment that could never be destroyed.

“Ready to go?”

“Unfortunately.”

Nick walked over to you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and kissing your temple. “I’d much rather stay here with you too, Y/N.” The heat rose to your cheeks as Nick said your name, something you would never quite get used to.

It would be a shame if you ever lost this, but you didn’t let yourself think about that.

Not when Nick intertwined his fingers with yours.

When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes You’re the only thing that I think I got right I’ll never give you away ‘Cause I already made, already made that mistake

Nick knew that you were in a world of your own. He could tell by the faraway look in your eyes, the dreamy smile on your face that you probably didn’t know about. He wondered what you were thinking about, holding your hand as you walked to the Academy together. Whatever it was, it clearly made you happy and so Nick decided not to snap you out of your thoughts.

He loved you when you were like this. If he was being frank, he loved you whatever.

You were the best thing that had ever happened to him. He had been an idiot to let you go all that time ago, and had sworn never to let himself make that mistake again. He’d made a lot of errors in his life, but that had been the worst.

“You’re looking at me like that again.” Your voice snapped him out of his admiration for you.

“Like what?” Nick teased. He laughed when you playfully hit him, your hand never leaving his.

Everything was perfect when Nick had you by his side.

As he walked with you down the street, love in both of your hearts, Nick Scratch hoped it would stay that way forever.

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