#corbyn besson blurbs

[baby-bearie]

WDW helping you move out of the apartment you shared with your ex after you and your boyfriend just broke up

“zach, get in here, we need another person to move the boxes!” “i’m wrapping the toilet with seran wrap! get corbyn!” “zach, put DOWN THE SERAN WRAP.” “TOO LATE!” “corbyn, what about you?” “i’m coming!” corbyn ran into the room and lifted a box. “if it helps, this dick had horrific taste in shoes anyway. not the kind of guy you should be dating. i creased all of them.” you sighed but laughed a little. “EBEN, YOURE DRIVING!” you yelled as you stuffed the last of the boxes into the van. you all piled into the car and began to drive away. you felt your eyes begin to water so you desperately swiped away at them with the back of your hand, but in vain. daniel caught your wrist. “please, don’t be crying... SHE’S CRYING.” you laughed mid sob and let your head hit daniel’s shoulder. “i’m only crying because now i have to come live with you idiots.” “rude,” jonah laughed and threw a cap at you. you caught it in your hand. “jo, this is jack’s did you grab it off his-“no it was just sitting over- damn it.” “TURN AROUND, WE FORGOT JACK!”

[ohholyfanfics]

Hard|Corbyn Besson

Series: 8 Letters by Why Don’t We

Title: Hard

Song(s): Hard by Why Don’t We

Warning(s): None

Summary: Where he’s tired of being her second choice 

He shouldn’t be feeling the feelings he felt, he knew things like this doesn't usually work out. He also knew it was bound to happening, maybe that's way he was glad he wasn't always around and the fact that she had started to see someone. It all sorta happened to fast one moment he wanted nothing more than for her to be happy and the second he wanted to be the one brining her an endless amount of joy. He started to cave the feeling of her hands on his skin, the sound of her sweet voice at ever moment of every day. He feel and boy did Corbyn fall hard. 

He tried to convince himself that he didn’t care if she showed up tonight or not, that even if she did he wouldn’t be thinking about her. The second she stepped into the room everything felt lighter, brighter even as he watched her scan the crowd before landing her eyes on him. The way her smile brighten and that little skip to her step did she when she was excited. His fingers where twitching in anticipation of having her wrapped up in his arms, even if just a second. 

That’s when he saw him, the guy holding her hands so loosely as if the tighter he held on the more pain he’d feel. The hands belonged to a face he’d thought he'd never see, the oner person he remembered her saying she’d never wanted to be involved with. “Corbyn!” her voice broke through the crowd as she threw herself in his hold, a soft smile playing on his face as she giggled softly. 

“Hey.” 

He didn't know what to say, what he could he? Oh, hey I’m so in love with you and seeing you with him again breaks me? No, that wasn’t an option it’ll never be an option. He knew they had a past, a past. she wouldn’t talk about and one he wasn't going to be forcing her to talk about. 

“You remember Nathan right?” she asked tugging the man forward as he nodded his head. The amount of shook he felt wasn’t something he was prepared for. 

The night went on has he had expected it too, his thoughts constantly trained on her. His hands shaking as ever passing second sending him into a nerve wreaking mess. It wasn’t long before she was breaking her way through the crowd to him, tears streaming down her face as her stood quickly running to meet her half away. 

“It’s okay.” he breathed out through her loud sobs. Everyone around watching knowing just what was happening, it happened way too often for their group of friends not to know. “I’m right here.” 

She had blocked his number, something he learned wasn't new. According to Ellie it happened a lot, each time it happened she’d call him. Never once would she actually say his name but she would ask his opinions on certain situations. It never got to the point where it had now, to a point where she jumped on a plane and deemed that school had just gotten overwhelming and she needed a break. 

Corbyn knew better, maybe that's why he knew this cycle had to end. He had to end it because he was hurting himself but pretending to be just what she needed for a night. He was tired of being second choice and just another bystander in a situation he had no business in being in. 

“I can’t do this anymore..” he breathed out as she walked into the room, robe wrapped tightly around her as she tilted her head to the side. “I can’t keep being here to pick up the pieces each time he breaks your heart.” 

“Corbyn.” 

“Please just listen.” he begged her as she nodded her head and chewing on the inside of her lip. “I love you, God I love you so damn much. I can’t be here each time to just hold your hand, it hurts me to see you like this.” 

“Don’t do this.” 

“I’m sorry I can’t be second choice anymore.” 

[21burritoseavey]

periods suck (d.s.)

a/n: yep, periods do suck, so if you have yours, i hope this small imagine makes you feel a little better<3

you had just settled into bed, relaxing under the weight of the comforter, when a small gap was split from the opening of his bedroom door, and daniel poked his head inside the dark bedroom,  whose atmosphere was only dimly lit with the gentle light of the two wall sconces surrounding his bed. 

“hi,” he says in the softest tone, curving his lips into a grin at the mere sight of you after his long day. 

“hi,” you mirror his greeting with an even weaker voice, pulling your lips into a forced tight smile, yet you lack the energy to get up and hug him like usual. 

“how was your day?” he asks, slinging his backpack off his shoulder before crossing the room to the bed, the door slowly closing behind him. 

“it was good,” you reply lazily, meeting his request for a kiss when he leans down to your level, placing his gentle fingers below your chin for the first, and then second quick peck on your lips since the morning. 

you had stayed over at his house, leaving your things and going out clothes strewn along his wooden floors in your haste to earn a good night of sleep. and when the sun came by to introduce the morning, it introduced the emptiness of daniel’s bed as he’d already gone to work, and the monthly period cramps you despised with your whole being, your whole achey, tired being. 

“just good?” he chooses a spot beside your tucked up legs resting under the covers, hands rubbing soothing circles upon your own hands with his thumbs, as if he already knows it’s that time of the month. you’re only inches apart, his own constant treasure of a smile influencing one to tug up the corners of your lips despite your period cramps practically slashing at your insides. 

in the absence of a response from your end, his other hand snakes across your waist to teasingly tickle your sides, but the action isn’t as playful as he hopes. your smile drops and a wince cuts through the air. 

“w-what? I’m sorry,” it’s endearing how fast he utters out an apology, how quick he is to stop tickling your waist and massage the presumed pain in your stomach. 

“no, it’s okay,” you assure, the ghost of a giggle falling from your throat. “i just have my…period.” 

you notice the concern flushing out of his face, giving way to his typical thoughtful nature. “do you need anything? water? blankets? food?” he asks, eyes hanging onto you like there was nothing more important in the world, rousing an unsurprising flush of heat to your face. “i’m not much of a cook but i can order you something?” he reaches in his back pocket for his phone. 

“i just want you.” you answer, lightly guiding his hand away from his phone and closer to your tired body. 

“i can do that.” daniel smiles easily, kicking off his shoes before he shuffles back to lean against the headboard beside you. the blanket’s folded at the edge of his bed and he’s quick to unravel it to wrap it around the both of you, letting your hand fall in his and your head loll to the side onto his shoulder. 

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[hollandsangel]

coloured leaves | c.b.

love back?? i’m screaming. genuinely.

so i wrote this for naf and forgot i had a fan fic acc lol

with that said pls don’t expect anything from me for at least another two months lol oopsie

summary: corbyn has the best date ideas

the air was cold, biting at the top of your nose and the tips of your fingers, but the arm he had wrapped around your waist and the coffee in your hand seemed to balance it all out.

there was a book open in your lap, something the two of you had picked out at the library only an hour ago.

“i think it’ll be cute” was his initial invitation. “i’ll take you to the library, we can get coffee and sit in the park with all the leaves”

and of course you couldn’t deny his perfect smile and childlike enthusiasm. so you found yourself tucked between his legs as he leaned against an oak tree in the park, leaves dancing slowly from the branches to the ground. every once in a while he’s pull one from your hair, giggling as he placed it in his palm to show you before it joined the rest in the cool grass.

“are you even listening?” you wonder through a gentle laugh, the book you had been reading aloud falling into your lap again.

“of course i am” he blatantly lies, nose stuck between your neck and shoulder. he’d been distracting himself here, with the sweet smell of your skin and your conditioner. with light kisses pressing against the side of your neck and brushes of his nose to your ticklish spots.

“it doesn’t seem like it” you mumble as pull your shoulder to your ear in response to his antics. he pouts when he pulls away, his big hands squeezing your waist in displeasure.

“hey, you were keeping me warm” he attempts to bury himself back into you, but you squirm away again

“that’s what the coffee was for, babe.” he grin as you flip back to the page you’d been reading.

“but you’re so much better at it” he kisses your cheek, once, then twice, his lips moving to your temple and then back down to your jaw. your smile only grew, and so did his when you stayed in place for him.

his next kiss was just to the corner of your lips, his neck craning so he could reach. you aren’t quite sure if you turn your head for his pleasure or yours, but it doesn’t matter when your lips meet, both cold and sweet with coffee coating them.

maybe it’s supposed to be hard to kiss someone when you’re both grinning madly, but it was horribly easy with him.

tags!

@randomlimelightxxx @chanelwonders @baby-bearie @averysbestyears @would-you-tell-me-who-you-are @g7aesthetic @babyzachyy @wdwjay02 @jocelyntheduckie @chilling-seavey @bessonbabie @my-fangirling-outlet @hiya-its-amber @jonahlovescoffee

[imdreamingofaplaceicallhome]

Weekend

Type: One shout about Corbyn Rating: Rated R for some Sexual content Trigger: attack, murder Word Count: 3500+ Enjoy!

It was finally the weekend of Coachella and it was her first time. She could wait to get to California and enjoy her weekend. Liberty and her best friend Meghan were off to the airport. They got there a few hours before their flight. Being from New York City they didn't know what to expect from California.

"You have our hotel's name?" Meghan asked. "Yes I do," Liberty said as she sat down. "Can't believe we are doing this," she smiled. "I know right, we have talked about it so much," Meghan said. "About damn time we do it," she said. "True" Liberty smiled to herself.

They finally got onto their flight and they were off to California. They landed 8 short hours later and went straight to their hotel. They took a short nap before getting ready for the night. Coachella wasn't until tomorrow so they had the night to explore the city.

"Are you looking to pick up someone?" Meghan asked. "Maybe," Liberty said as she looked at herself in the mirror. "You look damn good, any man would be silly not to look at you," Meghan said. "Thank you," Liberty said. "Let's see what we can get into tonight," she said. "Let's shake up this town," Meghan said as she linked arms with Liberty.

They left their hotel and walked around, finding a bar to go to. They finally got access to the bar and went inside, sitting down at the bar.

"Hey ladies, what can I get started for you?" the bartender asked. "I'll take a dirty martini," Liberty said. "And I'll take a cosmo," Meghan said. "It will be right up" the bartender nodded and went to start the drinks. "I'll pay for them," another guy said. "Oh thank you," Liberty said. "No problem, you two are new in town?" the guy asked. "Something like that," Meghan said. "New to California?" the guy asked. "Yes for sure, so much bigger than New York" Liberty nodded as the bartender handed her the drink. "New York? Fancy" the guy said. "I'm Liberty by the way," she said as she introduced herself. "I'm Corbyn" he smiled as he looked at her. "And I'm Meghan but I don't think I'm the one you're interested in so I'll disappear," Meghan said as she got up. "Meghan" Liberty said as she tried to stop her. "It's ok, really enjoy yourself," Meghan said. "I didn't mean to be rude," Corbyn said. "Don't worry she's very outspoken," Liberty nodded. "Ok so what brought you guys to California?" he asked. "Coachella," she said. "Oh yea I got tickets for that this weekend," he said. "Maybe we could hang out" she looked at him. "That would be interesting" he smiled. "Yea it would be" she nodded.

They mainly talked for the rest of the night. Around 3 am Liberty decided to go find Meghan so they could go back to their hotel. She found Meghan and they left, heading back to their hotel. They passed out the moment they lay in bed. In the morning they ordered room service as they started to get ready for the first day.

"Are you meeting Corbyn there?" Meghan asked. "If we run into it then yea but I'm not looking for him," Liberty said. "Ok" Meghan nodded as she continued to straighten her hair. "I want this weekend to be fun for us both, '' Liberty said as she finished up with her makeup. "It will be but if you meet someone, don't hold back because of me," Meghan said. "I won't," Liberty said. "Good," Meghan said.

Liberty finished her outfit as well as her makeup. Looking at herself in the mirror as she put on her angel wings. They left their hotel room and caught an uber to get to the venue. They got right in because they came early enough that there wasn't a line. There were still some artists already doing their sets.

"So food first?" Liberty asked. "Of course, the main reason for coming" Meghan jokes. "Come on," Liberty said as she linked arms with Meghan.

Liberty got herself some pizza and a drink as Meghan got her a few snacks. They found a place to lay their blanket down and listen to music as they ate. Corbyn snuck up on Liberty and placed his hands over her eyes.

"Guess who" he whispered in her ear. "Well I only know two people here so is it Corbyn?" she said, "Yes," he smiled as he sat next to her. "You came early," she said. "Love the food," he said as he also had pizza and a drink. "Exactly the food is why we come," Meghan said. "True," he said. "Here I am thinking it's about the music," Liberty said. "It's ok" he looked at her. "Music is good too," he said.

Liberty and Corbyn started talking again while they ate. Meghan slipped away to do her own thing. Once they finished eating they started going through different stages. Corbyn grabbed her hand and twirled her to the music. They came back together and she placed her arms around his neck. He placed his hands against her hips as they moved to the music. He dipped her in his arms, pulling her back up. She looked at him before leaning in and kissing him softly. He smiled against her lips before kissing her back. She gripped his shirt to keep him close as she kept the kiss. He parted her lips with his tongue as she allowed him to. She gently tugged at his bottom lip before pulling away. She rested her forehead against his as they continued to move to the music. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to another stage.

"I could get used to California," she said. "And I could get used to this," he said before pulling her close and kissing her again. "I can too" she smiled against his lips.

They started having drinks and enjoying their time together. They sat on a blanket taking a break from dancing to watch the sun setting. She could honestly get used to California but New York would always be her home. She leaned back in his arms as they watched the sun. She played with his hands as he held her close to his chest.

'Is it always like this?" she asked. "What the sunset?" he asked. "Yes," she said. "For the most part," he kissed her cheek. "It's so beautiful and magical," she said. "Yea it is when you are with someone you want to share it with," he said. "Yea," she said as she looked at him. "Do you feel it too?" he asked. "What?" she responded. "Like we were meant to meet this weekend," he said. "Yes I do," she nodded. "Like ours, souls are perfect," she said. "Yea," he said as he held her. "Come on, there is this one artist I want to see," she said as she got up, reaching for his hand. "Sure" he smiled as he grabbed her hand.

They went over to the stage, it was an unknown artist but Liberty loved them. It was a slower set, swinging music really but with the sun setting, it was the perfect scene. He stood behind her placing his arms around her hips. Resting his head against her shoulder as they moved to the music. They stayed a few more hours before he took her back to his beach house. She sat up on the counter as he grabbed some water bottles. He moved between her legs, resting his hands on her thighs. She opened the bottle and took a few sips before handing it to him. He also took a few sips before placing it on the counter. He leaned in and kissed her softly, pulling on her bottom lip. She placed her hand on his cheeks as she kissed him back. The kiss started innocently but then started to heat up. He moved his lips from hers to her neck. Gently sucking on her neck, biting slightly to leave a mark. She placed her hands on his shoulders as she leaned her head back. She allowed the moans to escape from her lips as she moved down to her collarbone. She wrapped her legs around him as he picked her up. He took her upstairs to his room, laying her on the bed. He moved over top of her, slipping his hands up her sides. He pushed up her shirt, quickly removing it and tossing it onto the floor. She also grabbed his shirt and removed it. She ran her down his chest as he leaned in kissing her softly. Instead of stopping at second base that night, he hit a home run and she loved every second of it. She woke up in the morning laying against his chest.

"Shit what time is it?" she asked as she sat up, looking for her phone. "Uh?" he said as he rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?" she asked. "Nearly 7 am," he said as he laid back down. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Where is Meghan? I just abandoned her yesterday" she sighed as she ran her hand through her hair. "She walked away from us," he said. "She's my best friend and this weekend was supposed to be for us," she said. "And it is for you two," he said as he rubbed her back. "I'm sure she's fine and doesn't mind," he said. "Well she did say don't let her stop me from meeting someone," she said as she turned to look at him. "See, it's ok," he said as he pulled her back down. "I guess so," she said as she laid her head down on his chest. Tracing patterns on his stomach as they both started to drift off.

They slept for a few more hours before Liberty's phone started to ring. She woke up and answered and it was Meghan calling to check-in. Liberty got dressed and left the beach house, making her way back to the hotel.

"I'm so sorry," she said as she walked in the door, but soon realized Meghan wasn't alone. "oh," she said. "It's ok really," Meghan said. "Ok," Liberty said as she made her way into the bathroom. "I'm going to shower then we can get ready for today," she said. "Sounds good," Meghan said.

She took a quick shower but within that time the guy left. Meghan and Liberty started getting ready for day two of Coachella. Of course, Liberty filled Meghan in on everything. Having some girl talk and catching up before leaving the hotel. They were there for a few hours before Corbyn caught up with them.

"Hey, you," Liberty said as he walked up to them. 'Hey," he said as he hugged her. "Sleep well?" she asked. "Yea until I woke up alone," he said as he kept his arm around her shoulders. "Well I had to go back to the hotel to get ready of course," she said as she held his hand. "True," he said as he leaned in and kissed her cheek softly. "You two are cute," Meghan said. "Thanks," he said. "It's only for the weekend," Liberty said. "True," Meghan said.

Those words didn't sit right with Corbyn. He didn't think it was just a weekend thing, he wanted more. He wasn't sure that Liberty wanted that and what would happen when Coachella was over with. Did that mean they would be over with? He had so many questions but didn't know how to start that conversation. They enjoyed their day at the festival but he kept his distance as much as possible.

"Do you want a snow cone?" She asked. "We could share one," she said. "Yea sure," he said. "Are you ok?" she asked. "Yea great" he nodded. "Ok," she said as she went to get a snowcone. "So do you want to sit down and take it easy?" she said as she returned. "Sure," he said as he found a spot for them to sit down. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing is wrong," he said as he looked out towards the sunset. "You've been quiet and I don't know," she said as she started to eat the snowcone. "Can I ask a question?" he asked. "Sure" she nodded as she looked at him. "Did you mean what you said early?" he asked. "What did I say? she asked. "That this is just a weekend thing," he said. "Well I am here only for the weekend so I don't know if it would work," she said. "What if we both want it to work?" he asked. "Then it would work but I didn't want to get serious," she said. "I'm having fun and we can see where it goes from there," she said. "Ok," he nodded. "I'm not trying to make this awkward or like you don't matter to me because you do" she grabbed his hand. "I just wanted to know," he said. "We are having fun, so let's not label it or put pressure on it," she said. "Yes you are right" he nodded as he took a bite from the snowcone. "Good" she smiled as she watched him.

They finished their snowcone and went back towards the music. They enjoyed the rest of the night and she ended up back at his beach house. He drifted off to sleep first and she was up with her thoughts. She started to wonder if this could work between them. Could she move to California or could he move to New York? Was this weekend going to turn into something serious? Would she even want a serious relationship right now? She could barely stay afloat in New York so how could she balance another thing? There were so many questions that now she couldn't answer. She knew she enjoyed their moments together and was having fun with him. She looked at him, brushing her hand through his hair. She got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. She found tea so she made herself a cup of tea. She went outside to sit on the deck. It was right between night and when the sun would start rising. She took a few sips from the cup as she looked out towards the ocean.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked as he walked outside. "Love catching the sunrise as well," she said. "Not as pretty as a sunset but amazing in its way," he said as he sat down. "Yea it is" she nodded before taking a few more sips of tea. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yes, I just couldn't sleep" she looked at him. "Is there something bothering you?" he asked. "Not really, I don't think I'm going to Coachella today," she said. "Ok," he nodded. "We can just have a chill day here or I can show you around town," he said. "Can we just chill for today?" she asked. "It's been a busy weekend," she said. "Yes I understand," he said.

She nodded as she looked back out towards the sunrise. They both sat there in silence just enjoying the moment together. She called Meghan later that morning when she knew that Meghan would be awake. They both wanted to relax so Meghan was ok with her staying at Corbyn's. Corbyn and Liberty spent most of the day cuddled on the couch watching movies.

"What do you want to eat?" he asked. "What do you have?" she asked. "I have no clue honestly, I mainly get takeout," he said. "Such LA" She laughed. "Well I'm guilty of that as well," she said. "Uh huh joke about me but it makes you guilty as well," he said. "Truly what do you have?" she asked. "What do you want to order?" he asked. "Chinese," she said. "Do you guys have good Chinese here?" she asked. "Oh hush it New York" he rolled his eyes as he went into the kitchen. "You hush it LA" she followed him into the kitchen. "What are you going to do about it?" he asked. "This," she said as she grabbed his cheek and kissed him softly. "I like that," he smiled. "And then this," she said as she sprayed him with the sink hose. "OH are you serious," he said as he tried to grab it from him. "Oh totally" she laughed as he turned the water onto her. "HEY," she screamed.

They started fighting over the water hose, spraying water all over both of them. He finally reached over her and turned off the water. She grabbed him as her feet started sliding on the water. He wrapped his arm around her waist to keep her stable but then his feet started slipping. He tried to keep them both up but ended up falling, bringing her down with him. She landed on top of him and they both started to laugh.

"Are you ok?" he asked. "I should be asking you since you broke my fall" she smiled as she sat down. "I'm ok, I don't mind" he smiled as he sat up. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Yea" he looked at her. "What?" she asked as she looked at him. "Nothing," he said. "We should clean this mess up," he said. "Yea probably," she said as she got up off the floor. "Totally," he said as he also got up off the floor.

They cleaned up the water making sure all of it was up. She realized all of her clothes were at the hotel. He went upstairs and grabbed her something of his so she wouldn't have to stay in wet clothes. She grabbed his clothes and went into the bathroom to change. She came back into the kitchen to help finish up. By the time they finished the food had arrived. They sat on the couch eating their food and watching a movie. Once they finished eating he cleaned up the mess. Liberty decided to head back to the hotel to get changed. They agreed to meet at the park later that night.

"You are soaking wet," Meghan said. "Water fight," Liberty said as she smiled to herself. "Someone is happy," Meghan said. "It's been a fun weekend," she said. "I'm going to grab a hot shower," she said. "Go ahead," Meghan said.

Liberty grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. She locked the door behind her as she turned on the shower. While she was in the shower she heard someone else outside. She heard Meghan yelling and screaming, a lot of tossing things around. She got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her as she peeked out the door. She saw a guy fighting with Megah, she quickly closed the door and got dressed. Before she knew it the guy was in the bathroom with her. She tried to fight him off but she pushed her against the wall. Her head hit the wall knocking her out. When she finally came to, she placed her hand on her head. When she pulled it back there was blood. She stood up shakily, trying to get her footing as the room was spinning. She made her way out of the bathroom. She couldn't believe the scene she saw in front of her, there was blood everywhere. Meghan was laid out on the bed, with a pool of blood near her head.

"Meghan?" Liberty said as she made her way to the bed. "Wake up," she said as she shook Meghan. "Come on," she said.

She slowly started to realize that Meghan was dead. The tears started to build up in her eyes as she looked around the room. She couldn't piece together what happened or even why it happened. When she opened the hotel door there were police about to knock on the door. She collapsed in the arms of an officer. The next time she woke up was in the hospital, the lights were bright and her head was pounding.

"Tell me I'm dreaming," She said. "No, unfortunately not," the nurse said. "I'm sorry," the nurse said. "It's all a blur," Liberty said. "I bet you suffered a major head injury," the nurse said. "That's why my head is pounding," she said. "Pretty much," the nurse said. "I'll talk to the doctor and see if I can get you anything to help," the nurse said.

Meanwhile, Corbyn was texting her and trying to get through. He went to the hotel trying to figure out what was going on. That's when he was alerted to what happened and that Liberty was in the hospital. He rushed down to the hospital, rushing to the front desk. He found out her room number and ran down the hallway. By the time he arrived at her room, Liberty was gone. The nurse also came in and was shocked that Liberty was gone.

"She was just here," the nurse said. "She couldn't have gone far", Corbyn said as he looked around.

They searched the hospital but it was like she disappeared. There was a police search and the hospital went on lockdown. There was no trace of her, it was as if she never even existed.

[sturnluvr]

GREY — djs

the series

[ not my gif !! ]

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒...!

— when daniel forgets his relationship more the he likes to admit, his girlfriend, alaska, is done being put on the back burner of his life. ultimately deciding on breaking up with him, will daniel realize his mistake? or will we be left with only feeling grey?

ONE.

alaska was young and inexperienced when it came to dating, but she knew one thing in her life.

this should've never been this hard.

she shouldn't have to feel like she was constantly fighting for any kind of attention. and if that made her sound clingy, well to bad. it still wasn't right.

daniel seavey. yes the daniel seavey, daniel seavey from why dont we. the love of alaska's life.

or at least that's what she initially thought.

the daniel that tried so hard to get confidence to ask alaska out, coming up with idea after idea with input from the guys to get you and him to confess feelings for one another. was now suddenly ignoring alaska, and she had no idea why.

she used to smiled when she saw his contact that read, 'dani baby💞' but now text after text she would send would be left on delivered with now response. she rolled her eyes and sighed as she changed his contact to, 'dani🥀' 

alaska knew daniel was living his dreams with his best friends, and had responsibilities. she knew that and most of all understood all the stress. especially after the nine month hiatus break that felt like it would never end, the hate, and all the chaos the world has come to. she knew that fans would want him to speak up about everything even if he already has. she knew limelight's needed him and the boys more then ever.

but alaska's tolerance was really being strained when he decided not to show up to dates without telling alaska, leaving her for hours on end just to receive a stupid half-assed from daniel.

and with every single texted unread, and calls unanswered, to time after time fighting for daniel's attention at home, alaska felt her heart break more and more, with pain and annoyance.

especially in this very moment, laying on their shared bed for about five hours, her phone held loosely to her ear as she tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, she listened to his voice mail for what felt like the millionth time that night. alaska felt her heart break more.

alaska didn't left a voicemail to him, he never checked them anyways. well, he didn't check hers. with a small sniffle alaska rubbed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, she hung up. she fought back the tears in her eyes, 'why should i be crying over someone who's basically forgotten about me?' alaska mumbled as she cleaned up the fort she made in their room, taking down the pillows that were comfy. taking down the fort daniel used to love.

it shouldn't be this hard.

a/n !! this is my first ever series i’ve written! i hope you guys like it!

[starlost-andfound]

why don’t we masterlist

this masterlist includes imagines of the why don’t we band members

KEY: faves = *, original character = ~

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D A N I E L    J A M E S    S E A V E Y    

Llamas (Fluff)

Sick Boy (Angst x Fluff) 

Hidden Hearts (Fluff)

Silent Apology (Angst x Fluff)*

January: Part 1 // Part 2 // part 3 // Part 4 *

we’re still okay (angst)*

stop the car (angst)*

~ some and now, none  (oc, angst)

everyone adores you (at least I do) (angst)*

BLURBS

First Date

EXTRAS*

AU’s for @chilling-seavey ‘s novels: 

- Passchendaele: you look beautiful in white (Angst)

- Seasons Change : at the divide (angst)

-  Amoureux : slow dancing in the dark (Angst)

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C O R B Y N    M A T T H E W    B E S S O N 

Sometimes, Home Has A Heartbeat (Angst-Ish x Fluff)

Rocky Roads and Rock ‘n’ Roll (Fluff)

Long Sleeves (Heavy Angst, please read trigger warnings at the start)*

ethereal (a lil pinch of angst and lots of fluff)*

what a shame (angst)*

SOULMATE AU’s 

Words For The Ages (Fluff)

In A Gallery of Thousands (Fluff) 

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J O N A H    M A R A I S    R O T H    F R A N T Z I C H

Be My Valentine? (Angst x Fluff)

Aftermath : Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 (Angst x Fluff)

Exposed (Angst x Fluff)*

Overthinking (Fluff)

Cry Over Boys (Angst x Fluff)*

Just Us (Fluff)

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Z A C H A R Y    D E A N    H E R R O N

Prank Wars (Fluff)

Crush <3 (Fluff)

The Case of the Butterflies (Fluff)*

falling like the stars (fluff)*

undercover (fluff?)*

SOULMATE AU’s

Runaway, Runaway, Runner (Fluff)

BLURBS

Shopping (Fluff)

your sweater (fluff)*

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J A C K    R O B E R T    A V E R Y

Skinny Love (Angst)

is your heart taken? (angst)*

three o’clock (spooky?) - an alternative ending to “ghosts in the graveyard” by @averysbestyears

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W D W   X   S E R I E S

we’re safe now (wdw x series) // soulmate au

Daniel James Seavey - We’re Safe Now *

Corbyn Matthew Besson - Colourful Shadows

Zachary Dean Herron - Baby, Oh Baby

Jack Robert Avery - Choose Your Side*

Jonah Marais Roth Frantzich - Camouflage

avengers (wdw x series)

Click here to see the masterlist

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TAGLIST

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[smolboiseavey]

Boyfriend Material // D.S. x reader

“I’m cold.” You muttered, slumping back into your chair.

It was steaming outside, a whole 90 degrees Fahrenheit in fact. Inside, however, the air conditioning was blasting like there’s no tomorrow, especially in the library. Daniel, who sat across from you, chose a table directly under the air vent, much to your demise.

You heave out a small sigh, rubbing your goosebump-ridden arms. The small tee you picked out this morning was looking more and more like a bad decision.

“Here.” Daniel peeled off his hoodie and handed it to you.

“But won’t you be cold?” You asked, hesitant.

He shook his head. “I’m sweating, to be honest. Take it.”

You slipped into the oversized piece of clothing and smiled. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” He returned your smile with a flirty grin. “It looks good on you.”

~ ~ ~

You walked into the busy cafeteria, a smile on your face and soft music playing in your earbuds. You went to your usual spot in the back and sat down next to Daniel, as you did everyday.

He lightly tugged one of your earbuds out of your ear by its cord as you slipped off your bag and put it by your feet.

“Hey, nice sweatshirt.” He said jokingly.

“Thanks, it’s made of boyfriend material.”

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I literally wrote this at like 3 am yesterday based on a pun I’ve been ITCHING to use on someone (a very specific someone whom I haven’t gotten the guts to talk to yet lol) and that’s kind of how I want to execute the pun, but I’ll probably end up doing it a different way. This one is very versatile, thank you 2016 Daniel for the pun UWU

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[tempus-ut-luceant]

eben and y/n teasing fans about their relationship

[coolkidcorbyn]

what’s that noise? | the boys

requested? yes! by the amazing @keepseaveyweird request: “Okay maybe not the most specific request in the world but I got this request one day and I loved it: one of the boys living in the apartment above you and they’re extra loud so you’ll go up there and tell them to shut up only to find out it was just an excuse to see and talk to you” a/n: OKAY I REALLY WANT TO MAKE THIS A SERIES SKSKSKKSKSK word count: 727 words type of writing: imagine?

you usually let it go. you let the ungodly thump of the bass go uncontrolled. you were normally not bothered by the vibrations causing the decorations on your walls to quiver, but today, you had fucking enough. you already had a shitty day at school, there was the typical assholes at work not to mention your head was already throbbing from a period induced headache. let’s just say you were NOT in the mood. 

you huffed and left your apartment to go confront the tenants above you, the source of the noise. with determination in your every step, you bounded up the steps and prepared what you were going to say. you wanted to come off badass and confident but not too bitchy you know? as you made it up the stairs and walked down the hall towards the increasingly loud thumping apartment, you had a vague outline of your points you wanted to make and then knocked on the door. you heard a couple muffled voices and then the music stopped and the ache of your headache immediately dulled. as the doorknob twisted you prepared yourself to deal with the biggest jerks in the planet. i mean seriously, who needs their music that loud? however, when the door opened it was almost impossible to keep your jaw from dropping. you were greeted with five of the hottest boys you had ever laid eyes on and you completely blanked on what you even came up for. all you could think about is how atrocious you looked in your worn t-shirt, excessively baggy sweatpants, and smudged glasses. and despite your best efforts you felt your face warm as the five boys had all eyes on you.

“come on y/n, get it together!” you thought.

after you all stood there for a moment, one of the boys finally said something. “hey, do you need something?” this comment caused him to immediately get a smack in the arm from the curly hair one. “zach dude CMON that is no way to talk to a lady.” he said winking at you. “i think he means would you like to come in?”

“uh- um,” you stuttered still at a lost for words. was this really happening to you? “no i dont want to impose and i don’t normally stroll into strangers apartments,” you laughed nervously. “uh i was just wondering if maybe you could turn down the music a little please? i kinda have a headache and i’m directly below you guys an-”

it was now the one with the adorable gap between his teeth that spoke up.“oh my god, were we that loud? that’s mainly my fault. we actually make music and i'm in charge of the beats so i'm really sorry about that.”

you couldn’t help but smile and you felt your grudge melt away. they seemed like genuine guys. and you couldn’t help but keep looking at the blonde boy in the back of the room. he was extremely attractive and you thought it was very cute how he continuously fiddled with the rings on his large hands.

“its no big deal. i really appreciate you guys being so chill about it. thanks so much, well uh have a good night,” you said as you started back to your apartment below.

“wait!” the tall one came bounding down the hallway after you. “we didnt get your name!”

“oh its y/n,” you smiled.

“well y/n, me and the guys were talking and we really want to make it up to you! how about you let us take you bowling or mini-golfing sometime?”

your heart fluttered. you couldn’t past up the opportunity to see them again and maybe you could talk to the mysterious blonde one.

“sure i would really like that,” you grinned.

“its the least we can do. we will get back to you on a day since we know where to reach you now!” he chuckled. “well, y/n have a great night!” and with that he headed back towards his door. as you turned the corner to go back downstairs, you heard something that made you stop in your tracks. “SEE CORBYN I TOLD YOU IT WOULD WORK!” it kind of sounded like the curly haired boy’s voice but you weren’t completely sure. were they talking about you? they couldn’t be... could they? what worked? most importantly, was corbyn the blonde one?

[baby-bearie]

“I just want to go home.” with Corbyn please

“corbyn, how many times do i have to tell you i’m not ready to talk?!” “it’s eating away at you, y/n! i can tell! i can’t just step back and watch someone i love fade away from me!” “i’m dealing with this. on my own. yes, something’s wrong.” “see? just talk to me-“that doesn’t mean i’m ready to tell you about it. i don’t want to talk, why can’t you see you’re hurting me?”

you were in his car, driving home after dinner. just like every other night for the past two weeks, he hated how weirdly quiet you got. how you didn’t joke around with him, how you only responded in mods and faked smiles.

he clutched at the steering wheel, and his knuckles grew white. “why? what’s so bad you can’t even tell me? it’s me, y/n, it’s me! don’t you trust me?” “of course i trust you!” “then why can’t you-“because this isn’t a matter of trust! this is me not being ready! and i promise, when i am ready, you’ll be the first one i go to, but i’m not there yet!” “dammit, y/n, i thought we swore we’d tell each other everything.” “just take me home, corbyn. please. i just wanna go home.” “fine.” “no, corbyn. my home.” “what?” “i don’t wanna go back to the apartment. take me home.” “y/n, you don’t have to-“i’m not going to sit here and take you yelling at me. take me home.”

[myrandom-fandomlife]

If anyone wants some little wdw blurbs or something you could 100% send some asks in, I’m so willing to write them. I’ll write for all the boys except Jack because it feels weird to write about him with Lav and all.

Pretty much anything, fluff, angst, smut. I can’t promise anything will be good but I’ll do it.

[21burritoseavey]

how do i tell you? (c.b.)

a/n: omg i am actually posting?? guys if this flops im literally quitting no joke....k i am joking lol but im really nervous to post for some reason. if you enjoyed please let me know!! and if you want a pt.2 let me know and you’ll be getting it in ten years hahaha (jk, but also not jk) btw sorry if this suckssss

summary:  you and corbyn are roommates, but recently your friendship hasn’t been the same, little do you know, it’s because he’d developed feelings for you.

it wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. 

soft fingers of light casted golden streaks across the floorboards, rendering the apartment with the warm tinge of sunrise traveling through the drawn open windows. the whistling of the kettle started to subside just when your bedroom door opened, inviting corbyn to bow his head, his hoodie veiling his long frown, as if to hide his presence from you. 

It hurt more than he anticipated. not talking to you, or sending you silly messages or tiktoks he knew for certain would make you giggle, and as you slipped awkwardly past him, not receiving that sleepy morning hug. the wrap of your arms was nothing more than a platonic sign of endearment, but one that roused his familiar romantic feelings in the form of tingles along his limbs and a faster pulse that always made him anxious would give away his feelings for you as you’d rest your head against his chest. 

he was a coffee drinker, the taste of tea or matcha not quite eliciting that preferred level of satisfaction that coffee often gave him while the sun would ascend into the vast expanse of the artsy sky. but more importantly, he was a creature of habit, a roommate whose love was shown in the hot steam of his daily homemade cup of tea for you. the ratio of tea to milk and sugar was ingrained in his mind after watching you make it for so long. and when he would breeze around the kitchen preparing his coffee, he’d put the teapot on the stove so that when it was your turn to saunter into the kitchen, bleary eyed with that soft half smile of yours to greet him, a cup of tea would greet you too. 

but this morning, among the previous tortuous days he had avoided you, he let the water get cold, forcing his eyes away from your favourite mug in the cabinet you two always argued over, the words ‘it’s mine’ sprung back and forth since that first day you two had moved in together regardless of the fact you had both secretly forgot who it actually belonged to. he always let you win those arguments, chuckling at the playful smirk on your face as you would drop in a tea bag infront of him. 

corbyn dragged his feet to the coffee machine, opening the lid to place in his pod of premade coffee. there wasn’t a word spoken in the kitchen for a while, the air merely blessed with the freshness of early morning but not your typical easy morning greetings and complaints about the cold atmosphere thanks to winter’s arrival. you were wearing your robe, and its soft material billowed out behind your figure as you poured cereal from an open box into a bowl, grabbed a spoon and shuffled onto a seat behind the island. 

the apartment was calm, or so it must’ve seemed like that from an outside perspective, but in reality, corbyn could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he leaned against the edge of the cool countertop, staring at the continuous drips of coffee into his cup under the dispenser. still, no words were spoken. this wasn’t atypical for you two. having spent so many hours hanging out together, sometimes the most comfortable option was to be in silence together, in one another’s company. but this is different, nothing like the peace of each other's quiet presence. corbyn’s uneasiness grew, and he felt your eyes leering on him though his back was turned and the gruelling shadow of guilt looming over him increasing with every slow minute that passed from the bright digital time on the microwave. nothing about that is peaceful. 

as cliché as it sounded, he always thought there weren’t enough words in the English language to explain his feelings, and he often wondered if spoken words were even the right way to explain them. although he hated to admit it, it wasn’t possible to resolve whatever was going on between you two without spilling his truth. or better said, the lack of anything going on between you two. all he was certain of was that he missed his best friend.

it wasn’t like an episode of a t.v. show you had both caught up on; a statement you simply skim over in conversation. it was a weight getting heavier and heavier upon his shoulders; drifting through life and pushing away his feelings for you. communication between the both of you had withered to an awkward tension, save for some of those quiet ‘thank you’s’ you’d mutter when he’d help you with something like the stiff lid of a jar, or an occasional ‘can you please pass the milk?’ 

corbyn glanced over his shoulder, and with a slight nod, he merely slid the carton of milk across the counter. his movements were slow, painfully slow, as if avoiding you wasn’t enough torture, and he has to now irk you with the annoying sight of the milk carton moving along the countertop at a sluggish pace. 

you clicked your tongue in irritation, leaning over to snatch it from his grasp before it reached your side, “thanks.” the edge in your voice didn’t go unnoticed, and it caused the corners of corbyn’s mouth to twitch further down, if that was even possible. 

he noticed the weekly paper in front of you too, the pages messily folded in your enthusiastic haste to complete the crossword and eyes narrowed in adorable concentration. he hated how much he loved the sight of you in the morning, untouched hair remaining in its messy state, comfy panamas still worn. and with the yellowy light of the sun illuminating your shared home, your beautiful eyes were left with the obscure sparkle he never failed to notice, like a hidden pot of treasure buried in a deep ocean. 

you were truly a sight for sore eyes, though unfortunately, one that landed him in an awkward, almost mortifying moment. 

you shovelled another spoonful of cereal into your mouth and between loud crunches, the words, “you’re staring,” slipped past your tongue, and you thank the stars for the fact that corbyn couldn’t sense the butterflies fluttering in your stomach or feel the heat in your face fluctuating from across the kitchen.

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WDW Preference #6: How he finds out your pregnant

Jonah: It was a few days before Christmas when she knew something was off.  She pushed it out of her mind and continued with the Christmas shopping. There was so much to do in such a short time to get it done. She finally made it home and was putting things into the closet. She felt the need to throw up so she rushed to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. She leaned back against the wall and started to think. Could she be pregnant? After having a miscarriage she was scared to test or even be pregnant. The fear of losing another baby was bigger than the feeling of wanting one. She got up and brushed her teeth and pulled out a pregnancy test from under the counter. She took the test and placed it back in the package as she went back to the room. She started to wrap presents and pushed the thought of the test out of her mind. She heard Jonah come in downstairs, she quickly hid the presents. Rushing to the bathroom, locking the door behind her as she threw up again. She grabbed the test from the counter. Taking it out of the package and seeing those two lines. She started to cry covering her mouth as she heard Jonah come upstairs. "Babe?" He knocked on the bathroom door. "I'll be out in a minute," she replied. "Ok babe," he said as he went into the room. She placed the test under the sink where she knew Johna wouldn't find it. Wiping her eyes before leaving the bathroom. "Hey, you," he said as he hugged her. "Hey babe," she said as she hugged him. "Are you ok?" he asked. "Yea I'm fine" she nodded. "Babe your shaking," he said as he held her tighter. "I'm ok," she said. "Ok so are you up for dinner with the guys?" he asked. "Yeah sure let me change real quick" she nodded. "Alright babe," he said as he kissed her cheek. He went downstairs and she got ready. She also decided to take one of the onesies they bought for the baby and wrap it in a box with the test. Laying it on the bed so when they arrived home later one he would see it. She went downstairs and slipped on her jacket and grabbed his hand. They went to dinner with the boys, it was their normal Christmas dinner. After dinner they went back to the house, they went upstairs. She went into the bathroom as he entered the bedroom. "What is this?" Jonah asked. "It's an early Christmas present," she said as she leaned against the door frame. "For me?" he asked. "Yes babe" she smiled slightly. He sat down on the bed and started to open it. He saw the onesie first and looked up at her with tears in his eyes. "Are you serious?" he asked. "Look back down," she said. He picked up the test and saw two lines. He dropped the box and placed his head down in his hands. "I found out when you came home," she said as she also started to cry. "Our rainbow," he said as he got up and hugged her. "Yea our rainbow" she hugged him. "Are you ok?" he asked as he looked at her. "Yea I'm ok, scared but ok" she looked down. "Babe everything will be ok" he tilted her chin up. "I believe that" she looked at him. "Very special present," he said as he placed his hand on her stomach. "Yes, Merry Christmas," she said. "I love you" he kissed her softly. "I love you" she rested her forehead against his. There is always a rainbow after a storm.

Corbyn: They were on tour for over 4 months. She was always on the bus because no one knew that they were together. That's how she wanted it to be anyway, she didn't want to deal with the hate. Their fans were nice but she just didn't want to change it. The bus was parked behind the venue, the boys were doing soundcheck. She got off the bus and quickly made her way to the car. She asked to go to a drug store so she could pick up a few things. She picked up a few things at the store, she also picked up a pregnancy test. She got back on the bus quickly so no one could see her or find the bus. She took the test and left it on the counter as she went to fix herself something to eat. Her period was a few days late and it always seemed like she was so hungry. "I'm sure I'm not pregnant," she said to herself as she went back to check the test. She covered her mouth when she saw two lines. She looked at the box to make sure she was reading it right. "I'm pregnant," she said as she looked at herself in the mirror. She placed the test in her bag when she heard the boys come back. "Baby", Corbyn said. "Hey babe, I was making food, want some?" she said as she walked out of the bathroom. "Sure babe," he said as he sat down. She finished cooking and sat next to him so they could eat together. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek. "So what time is the concert?" she asked. "In about two hours, we will meet and greet in a few minutes," he said. "Oh ok," she said. "Why what's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing babe, just wondering," she said.  "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yeah babe" she kissed him softly. "Alright," he said. He finished eating before leaving with the boys, she watched him through the window. She decided to make a onesie with 'Baby C coming in 2022' on it. She printed the label off and placed it on a onesie. She asked their manager to give this to Corbyn without saying anything. "Hey Corbyn here," their manager said as she handed him the onesie. "What is this?" he asked as he looked at it. "What is it?" Jack asked. "It's a onesie with Baby C on it," Corbyn said. "Maybe it's a prank, '' Zach said. "2022," Coryn said to himself. "Maybe one of the fans thought it was cute," Jonah said. "Cassidy", Corbyn said. "What about her?" Jonah asked. Corbyn ran back to the bus and rushed inside and saw Cassidy standing there with a pregnancy test. "It is you," he said as he walked over to her. "Yea, we are pregnant," she said. "We are," he said as he hugged her close to him. She hugged him and rubbed his back. "Baby C" he smiled as he looked down at the onesie. "Yea baby C" she smiled as he placed his hand on her stomach. "How far?" he questioned. "I just found out today," she said. "Oh ok," he nodded and kissed her softly. "Calm down babe" she smiled against his lips. "I'm just so excited," he said. "I know you are," she smiled. Baby C was on their way.

Zach: Everyone always said that they moved way too fast. Within weeks of meeting, they moved in together. It didn't need to make sense to anyone but them. Of course, everyone was shocked when they found out that they were having a baby. Nearly two years later they were still going strong and still in love. Riley would help with the band and of course, the boys loved baby Ava. "So Zach when are you and Riley having another one?" Jonah asked as he picked up Ava. "We haven't talked about it really," Zach said. "Was Ava planned or did it just happen?" Jack asked. "We were trying but also wasn't trying to prevent," Zach said. "Oh ok," Johna said.  "Would you be happy if Riley was pregnant?" Corbyn asked. "I would be fine with that," Zach said. "What about Riley?" Johna asked. "Like I said we haven't talked about it," Zach said. "Mommy," Ava said as Riley walked in. "Hey babe," Zach said. "Hey, babe" Riley said as she picked up Ava. "Are we still having dinner tonight?" Zach asked. "Are you getting off at a decent time?" she asked. "Yea in a few hours," Zach said. "Then sure," she said. "Ok babe sees you later," Zach said as they left. Riley took Ava home and put her in the playroom. She had plans to surprise Zach tonight at dinner but wanted to make sure. She took another pregnancy test and right away it came back positive. "Ok so this is happening again" she nodded as she collected all the other tests. She put them in a bag and got Ava ready for dinner. She put Ava in a 'Big Sister' shirt, just to see how long it would take Zach to figure it out. Riley just finished making dinner the moment Zach walked in. "Daddy," Ava said as she ran to him. "Hey baby girl," he said as he picked her up. "Hey babe dinner is ready," Riley said. "Smells amazing," he said as he kissed Riley's cheek. "So how was today?" Riley asked. "It was fine" Zach nodded as he placed Ava in the highchair. "Oh that's good," Riley said as she put the food on the table. "Yea it was, how was your day?" He asked. "It was fine," She nodded. They made it through dinner and Zach didn't notice Ava's shirt. Riley asked him to bathe Ava while she cleaned up the kitchen. He picked up Ava from the highchair and that's when he noticed. "Wait what?" Zach said. "Give her a bath," Riley said. "No, her shirt," Zach said. "Oh, you finally noticed it," Riley said. "Is it true? Are we having another?" Zach asked. "Yes we are," Riley said. "Ava you're gonna have a baby brother," Zach said as he pulled Riley closer to him. "Or a sister," Riley said. "Yea or a sister" Zach smiled and hugged  Riley. "Another one," Riley said. "I love you,"  Zach said as he kissed her softly. "Mommy and daddy," Ava said. "That's right baby," Riley said. "And baby," Zach said as he placed his hand on Riley's stomach. "Baby," Ava said. Zach took Ava upstairs to bathe her, he couldn't believe that there would be another little one soon.

Daniel: High school best friends turned into lovers after high school. It's funny how when you don't realize that what you are looking for is right in front of you. It seemed like everyone saw something between Daniel and Sarah but they never noticed it. They moved in together during their freshman year of college. Nearly 3 years later Sarah was getting ready to graduate while Daniel was in a band. He was kind of a big deal and she loved watching him chase his dreams. The morning of graduation Sarah woke up nauseated. She threw up in a trashcan before getting ready for graduation. "Nervous babe?" Daniel asked. "Yes I am," she nodded. "It's your day" Daniel kissed her cheek. "Yea the day I worked so hard for," Sarah said. "Don't be nervous," He said. "I'm trying not to be," she said as she finished getting ready. "See you out there," He said. "Alright babe," she said as she kissed him once more before leaving. She got to the university and got ready for graduation. It was a small ceremony and it moved pretty quickly. Afterward, she rushed to the bathroom because she was nauseated again. She threw up in the toilet a few times before making her way to the sink. She turned on the water as she looked at herself in the mirror. She splashed some water on her face and washed her mouth out. She left the bathroom and her family was waiting for her.  They all hugged her and congratulated her before heading to get food. Sarah stopped at a drugstore and then stopped by the house before meeting her family. She went upstairs and changed her clothes. She checked her phone and planner and realized that she was at least two weeks late. She grabbed the test from the bag and decided to take both of them. There were two lines on one of the tests but she waited for the digital one to come up. It came up as 4-6 weeks. "That explains why I can't keep anything down," She said. She quickly hid the test and left the house. She met her family and Daniel at the restaurant, she ordered something easy for her to eat. "So what's next?" Her sister asked. "I'm not sure yet," Sarah said. "Are you ok?" Daniel asked. "Yea I'm fine" she nodded. "No pressure, I'm sure you'll figure out what's next," her mother said. "Yea I know," Sarah said as she took a deep breath in. They finished dinner and they went back home. She kept the news away from Daniel for as long as she could. It has been about 3 weeks since she found out that she was pregnant. She finally got an appointment to make sure she was pregnant. She came back from the doctor's office and all the boys were at the house. "Hey babe," Daniel said. "Hey guys," Sarah said. "So we have news," Zach said. "What is that?" she asked. "We are going on tour," Daniel said. "How exciting babe" She smiled. "Yea will you join us?" Daniel asked. "I'm not sure," Sarah said. "It will be fun," Jack said. "I have a little surprise for Daniel," She said as she went into the closet. She handed him a bag and told him to open it but slowly. He started to pull out baby socks and mittens, he looked confused. As he continued to pull things out he found a onesie that said 2022. "Are you?" Daniel asked. "Yes I am: she said as she showed him the ultrasound. "Wow," Daniel said. "Yea baby coming in 2022," she said. He stood up and hugged her and kissed her head. He was in shock and didn't know how to react. The boys congratulated them both before leaving the house. He started to get more excited as he realized they were going to have a baby. They talked all night about the baby and how their lives would change. There will be a new member on the tour bus next year.

Jack: A chance encounter turned into one of the best things to happen to Sydney. When she met Jack everything in her life got better. She was a fan of his for a while and they met at one of his concerts. They hit it off right away and they have been inseparable since. Sydney slept in Jack's bunk and was always backstage at the concerts. She was asleep when they came back from the soundcheck. Jack gently nudged her, waking her up to see if she was coming tonight. "The concert is in a few hours," Jack said. "I'm not feeling it tonight," she said. "Ok babe, is anything wrong?" he asked. "No, just tired" she looked at him. "You've been tired lately," he said. "I know and it sucks," she pouted. "Could you be pregnant?" he asked. "I don't think so," she said. "You want me to get you a test?" he asked. "You can," she nodded. 'Ok babe, ' he kissed her forehead and went to the store. He came back from the store and gave her the test before he had to go back to the venue. She took the test and then went back to lay down in the bunk. She fell asleep before checking the test, she didn't wake up again until they came back from the concert. He went to check on her and noticed she was asleep. He gently kissed her forehead, waking her up. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to wake you up," he said. "I was already awake," she said. "So did you take the test?" he asked. "Shit I fell asleep before looking," she said. "I'll check," he said as he went into the bathroom. "So two lines?" he asked as he looked at the box. "Pregnant," she said. "You Are pregnant," he said. "I guess I am," she said. "AWW, my baby is having a baby" he sat next to her. "Explains why I'm so tired" she laid her head down on his shoulder. "Yea it is" he kissed the top of her head. "Are you happy?" she asked. "Yes I am babe, are you?" he asked. "Yea I am" she nodded. "I know it's not something we planned but we will be ok," he said. "Yea I know" she nodded slightly. Sometimes life gave you what you need even if you don't think you do.  

[majesticmarais]

Celebrity Crushing (D.S)

Summary:  Y/n’s celebrity crush and recent friend, Dylan O’Brien, strikes a hint of jealousy in her boyfriend, which leads to a heated argument

Warnings? Just some swearing as usual and I didn’t proof read so potential typos

Word Count: 2.1k

A/n: I haven’t written an imagine in literally FOREVER so this is probably actual garbage. Anywho I hope the few of you who are still active enjoy reading this :) I also have to redo the tag list because I forgot who’s on it so let me know if you want to be added!

"Do I look okay?” you asked Daniel when you saw his figure appear in the reflection behind you as you smoothed out the shirt you had just put on.

“Beautiful as always, where are you going?” he asked.

“Didn’t I already tell you?” you asked, being pretty sure you already mentioned your plans, “Dylan invited me over with some people, just a casual hang out.”

“So why do you care about looking good?” Daniel asked, laughing slightly as he rested his head on your shoulder, placing a gentle kiss in the crook of your neck.

“I don’t know, because they’re all like...popular and cooler than me,” you joked, turning around and getting your things ready to be able to go meet everyone.

“Not true, are really cool boyfriends allowed?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at you suggestively.

“I didn’t ask Dyl, but I could if you want me to,” you shrugged. 

Daniel felt a tinge of jealousy rise when he heard the nickname you had given to Dylan. He didn’t care that you were friends with other guys, you were super close with all the other band members and had guy friends of your own, but Dylan was different.

He had been your celebrity crush for the longest time. Being a huge fan of Teen Wolf and the Maze Runner series as well, Dylan O’Brien was someone you lowkey fangirled over, and Daniel knew it.

He never had a problem with it, because obviously everyone has celebrity crushes, and Daniel found it almost amusing how you reacted when you saw pictures or watched him on screen.

You had actually met Dylan for the first time a few months back at an event you both ended up being at. After talking there for a while, you both exchanged numbers and became friends.

Obviously you were ecstatic, and thought he was a really awesome person, but Daniel sometimes had different feelings towards the friendship you and Dylan had started.

“Dyl?” Daniel said under his breath, rolling his eyes a little. He noticed you didn’t hear him, and was sort of grateful for that in the moment.

“He says you can come,” you smiled, reaching your arm out to him, waiting for him to take your hand, “we have to go now though, I’m already gonna be late!”

Dylan opened his front door, cheering loudly when he saw you, pulling you into a tight hug, which you happily reciprocated.

“Hey Daniel,” he grinned, pulling Daniel in for a hug as well before stepping away from the doorway, letting you both through into the beautiful house. You admired the art hanging on the walls as you walked down the hall into the living room, where people were already sprawled out on couches, snacks and drinks in hand.

You and Daniel found a spot on the couch after greeting everyone who had already arrived, and picked up on the conversation they were having.

“Y/N I was actually telling them about when we first met and how we became friends and stuff,” Dylan said as he sat on the other side of you.

“Yeah definitely did not expect to actually become friends but I’m happy we did,” you grinned, hitting his side lightly with your elbow, earning a laugh from him in return.

Dylan grabbed the popcorn bowl you had placed on your lap, shoving a handful in his mouth.

“Asshole did I say you could take that?” you challenged. You reached over to grab it back but Dylan pulled it away, leaving it out of reach.

“I didn’t know I needed your permission,” Dylan teased and you reached again, being unable to reach it from where you were sitting.

You climbed over him, slightly sitting on his lap, grabbing the bowl and throwing a few pieces at his face before taking your spot back beside Daniel, who’s eyebrows were furrowed as he watched your interaction beside him.

“You’re such a shit,” you laughed as Dylan tossed a piece of popcorn back at you, a smirk dancing across his face.

Daniel stayed pretty quiet most of the time, and couldn’t help but get upset over you and Dylan. To him, it always seemed like you were teasing each other flirtatiously, and you had so much to say and laughed at everything Dylan said. Daniel felt as if you forgot he was even there sitting next to you, except for the few times he joined in conversations or you turned back to give him a smile.

You, on the other hand, didn’t think anything of it, but noticed after a while that Daniel was being unusually quiet, and he wasn’t often shy in social situations like this one.

“What’s up?” you mumbled to him, making sure no one was able to hear, but everyone else was talking, so you knew there wouldn’t be a problem.

“Nothing,” he shrugged, not really wanting to get into it because he knew it was stupid for him to be upset over something like this.

“I know you, Danny, it’s not nothing,” you sighed, not wanting him to be passive aggressive with you even though that’s the way things usually started out with him.

“We don’t have to talk about it here,” he replied softly, brushing it off.

“Okay, well we’re leaving soon anyway so we can talk about it then,” you told him before your name was called by someone who was bringing up a funny memory, so your focused returned back on the rest of the group, your hand resting on Daniel’s thigh.

The care ride home was basically silent except for the radio that played lowly in the background. Despite it being set to a low volume, the sound consumed the car, when usually that consuming sound would be the conversations between you and Daniel, or your voice singing at the top of your lungs.

You waited until the two of you walked inside to bring it up to him, knowing you couldn’t let this go anymore. Clearly something was bothering him enough to not even speak on the drive home, and you needed to know what it was.

“Daniel, seriously, just tell me what’s wrong,” you told him, trying to hide the hint of annoyance threatening to be heard in your voice.

“I don’t like him,” Daniel muttered as he disappeared into the kitchen to get water.

You followed, sighing to yourself as you asked who he was talking about even though you felt as though you already knew what his answer would be.

And you were right,

“Why don’t you like Dylan? He’s great,” you asked him, not understanding how their encounter went wrong in any way, and it wasn’t Daniel’s first time meeting him either.

“I don’t like how he is with you,” Daniel specified, looking down at his feet as he shifted his weight back and forth.

“What do you mean?” you asked.

“He flirts with you all the time, and not only do you let him, but you do it right back,” he told you, a sense of irritation shining through as he spoke.

Before you could say anything, he continued.

“It’s as if I’m not even there and I’m especially not your boyfriend. Everything he says is SO funny and it’s like ‘oh my god Dylan you’re hilarious let me ruffle your hair or sit on your lap’“ Daniel spat.

“Okay woah,” you stopped him, lifting your hands up to stop him from going further, “you’re being ridiculous right now you know he’s just my friend.”

“Really? Do friends really act like that, Y/n?” Daniel asked, his voice raising slightly, but he wasn’t screaming, he almost never yelled at you, which you were happy about.

“Yes they do, Daniel! I literally act the exact same way with Jonah, Corbyn, Jack and Zach!” you defended, starting to get annoyed at the way he was acting.

“Its different!” he retaliated.

“How, Daniel? Please fucking educate me,” you spat, crossing your arms over your chest as you looked at him, waiting for a proper explanation that was somewhat reasonable.

“Because I know you find him attractive and have been basically in love with him for years!” Daniel said back, throwing his hands up in frustration as he expressed his feelings.

“Oh my god Daniel so what if I had a little celebrity crush on him, would I freak out every single time you spoke to an attractive and sweet celebrity? It’s platonic Daniel you’re being stupid,” you said, trying to remain calm even though you felt your anger rising.

“Oh so I’m stupid?” he asked.

“Yeah, right now you are. You’re being stupid by thinking I’m flirting with Dylan when I’m literally just trying to be friends with someone who I like to hang out with. It’s not that deep, you’re looking so far into every little move and this new possessive shit isn’t a good look on you,” you replied, not wanting to look into his eyes.

“What’s going on?” you heard a familiar voice say from behind you, and you noticed Jonah when you turned around, his eyebrows furrowed as he heard the last part of your conversation.

“Nothing,” you sighed, “I’m going upstairs.”

“Be careful Jonah,” you added, putting your hand on his shoulder and looking back at Daniel, “I might suck your dick because I laugh when you say something funny,” you said sarcastically, scoffing as you walked off, leaving the boys in the kitchen.

“What was that?” Jonah asked, feeling even more confused now than when he first walked in.

“Nothing,” Daniel groaned, “I got mad at her because we went to Dylan’s house and I got jealous.”

“Dude,” Jonah sighed, trying to hide a small laugh from escaping him.

“Go talk to her,” Jonah urged, “don’t be mad over a dude she’s friends with. She’s dating you, man, not him. You aren’t like this with the rest of us when we’re with her, so don’t be that way about him either.”

Daniel took Jonah’s advice and thanked him before jogging upstairs, opening the door a crack to look for you, and saw you lying on your stomach on your bed, head resting on the pillow.

“Can we talk?” Daniel asked as he walked in, “less petty and angry this time.”

“Whatever,” you muttered into your pillow, moving over so Daniel could sit next to you, which he did.

“Look, I’m sorry baby, I know I was stupid,” Daniel started, knowing he needed to give up the fight if he wanted any chance of you forgiving him in the near future.

“I just got upset because he was your celebrity crush and we always made jokes that you would leave me for him if he asked you to. I guess it was more insecurity than jealousy. I don’t hate him, in fact I think he’s awesome, and that makes me worried you’ll stop loving me because you love him,” Daniel confessed, not liking revealing his true feelings to you, but he knew it had to be done.

“Daniel, those are just jokes, you know that,” you started, “you know I would never actually leave you for Dylan O’Brien, he’s amazing, yeah, and I’m really happy I get to build a friendship with him but I would never choose him over you.”

“Really?” Daniel asked. This time the question wasn’t aggressive and challenging, but soft and full of hope.

“Really,” you confirmed, “you’re the one I love, Daniel. Yeah he’s my friend and was my celebrity crush but he’s just a friend, you have nothing to worry about. But you can’t do this every time I see him because I do want to be friends with him and you need to support that.”

“I do, I do support that,” Daniel nodded, “I don’t know I guess watching you guys today got the better of me. You have the right to be friends with whoever you want, don’t listen to your idiot boyfriend.”

“We all doubt ourselves sometimes, Danny, it’s okay. I’m sorry for getting angry too instead of just listening. Let’s not fight about this okay, this isn’t us,” you comforted, reaching out to take his hand into yours.

“Fight over,” he agreed, pressing a kiss to your temple before moving down to your lips. The kiss was full of love and forgiveness, and you knew everything was okay.

“Dylan O’Brien is hot as fuck though you have to admit,” you joked, winking at Daniel before he pushed you, letting a laugh out.

“Honestly, Y/n, I would have to agree.

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Dating Daniel but being a huge space nerd, so you’re constantly talking to Corbyn and Daniel starts to get jealous

I’m sorry I took 8 years to get this up, but my big school assignment for graduation is basically done which means more writing time free time for me

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The tour bus shook with the bumps and turns in the road, waking Daniel up from his slumber. His eyes slowly opened as he lay alone in his bunk bed. As his ears tuned in, back into the real world he could hear muffled conversation from the front of the bus.

Sliding out of his bunk and slipping on the closest hoodie he could find, he waddled his way down the short hallway, only to find Corbyn and y/n cuddled up on the couch watching some space documentary. The two of them sat there, a blanket over both of them and a bowl of popcorn between their laps as they stared intently at the screen, making comments or pausing it to argue over planets.

“I’m not saying there’s no life on Kepler, all I’m saying is that the image we’re seeing of the planet is thousands of light years away. What we’re seeing is the past. I think that if there is life, they’re like very small organisms in the middle of evolution, we’re only seeing the beginning of it,” his girlfriend explained to Corbyn, who wasn’t having any of it.

“No! There are full grown, fully functional, more technologically advanced than us, specimens on that planet!” Corbyn playfully slapped her thigh before pressing play on the remote once again.

The next day, as the band rehearsed for their performance that night, Corbyn and y/n sat together on the edge of the stage, feet dangling over the edge, watching youtube videos about the new discovery scientists had just made that morning.

And the next day, as Daniel sat between Corbyn and his girlfriend at lunch, he might as well been a ghost as the two nerds mourned the loss of Mars Rover Opportunity, who was caught up in a storm. They leaned over the table to talk around him, as Daniel sat there on his phone.

It’s not that Daniel was necessarily mad at Corbyn for stealing his girlfriend away from him, but more or less jealous because he wished he could like space as much as y/n and him. Jealous because y/n was too busy talking space talk with him to ever talk about it with Daniel.

So the next morning, when Daniel came out of his bunk to once again find the two of them watching another episode of Cosmos, he snapped. Stomping over to the two of them, he ripped the bowl of cereal out of y/n’s hand and stripped the blanket from her thighs, pulling her off the couch and into an embrace.

“Enough! Enough, I’ve had enough!” Daniel yelled, squeezing tighter around her waist.

“Bro, what the hell?” Corbyn asked as he paused the TV.

“I get it okay, you both like space, you both think planets are the coolest things and find it amazing that the universe is always expanding, and that Kepler might have life on its surface! Okay I get it! But you’ve abducted my girlfriend and I’d like her back!” Daniel yelled in frustration.

Corbyn sat there, astonished for a moment, surprised so much anger could be held in such a skinny, lanky boy but almost immediately began apologizing.

“It’s okay bro, I get it you guys are close,” Daniel told him before bro-hugging and leading y/n back into his bunk to cuddle for the rest of the afternoon.

As the two laid together, playing with each other’s fingers, y/n couldn’t help but giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Daniel smiled.

“Nothing,” y/n laughed, “I just can’t believe you were actually jealous of Corbyn.” Her eyes crinkled and Daniel had never felt more in love.

“Hey, I was not jealous. Just pissed that the ugly, blonde little alien abducted my girl.” He joked as she pulled out her phone so they could continue to watch space documentaries together.