#dom Harrison imagine

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Dating Dom Harrison [YUNGBLUD] Would Include

Dom’s a workaholic so you’d probably meet through the industry. 

And a simple work event would probably turn into a party. 

He’d be enamoured by you right away. 

And you’d spend the whole night talking.

Until finally he’d ask if he could kiss you. 

And, you’re only human, so of course, you’d agree. 

He wouldn’t care who was watching. 

His hands would be all over you.

And you’d be love drunk as well as drunk-drunk.

And thinking you’d never see him again you’d go back to his hotel room. 

The first time wouldn’t be much. Both of you wasted and very much goal orientated. 

But when you wake in the morning, cuddled into his side, you feel a flutter inside yourself that signals it's more than a one-night thing. 

There’d be no awkwardness. 

And he’d text you later on the same day. 

Your text chains would be mammoth. 

He loves to tell you every little thing about his day. Everything he’s thinking about you. 

He’d invite you to come and watch him perform. 

You’d be blown away. He’s a showman and the vibe is electric. You’d fall in love right then and there. 

His life is hectic so you’d see him as often as your schedule would allow.

But he’d always facetime you. 

‘I wrote a new song wanna hear it?’ ‘Of course.’ ‘Good cos it's about you.’

He’d brag about you on his insta.

His fans would adore you. 

You wouldn't be a month in before he told you he loved you.

And sealed it with a locked necklace.

Dates would include hotel movie nights, day drinking around whatever city you were in, he’d be obsessed with doing mundane things in different places like grocery shopping.

He’d teach you how to play the guitar. 

And it would always get a bit handsy. 

He’s big on PDA. He’ll always lead the pair of you.

The first thing he does when he comes off stage is wrapping you up in a big bear hug.

But when it comes to the bedroom he’s such a sub. 

He loves being praised. 

And he’s awfully needy. 

‘Not until I tell you.’ ‘Please.’ ‘So needy.’ ‘Always.’ 

And he loves cuddling. 

Especially when he’s tired. 

As much as you love him you worry about him something chronic. 

He’s always on. Amped up for whatever task needs doing.

And it was something you loved about him. He was so caring. For his fans. His friends. His family. You. 

But you worry he’s going to make himself ill.

It was the only thing that you’d argue over. 

You hate arguing with him. 

But so does he. 

You’d make sure he slows down if only a little. 

And because he wants to please you he’d oblige. 

‘But we could do a late show and-’ ‘and run yourself ragged. You could do two shows over two days. It won’t kill you. We might even get to see some sights.’ ‘You’re right… I’ve always wanted to snog you on top of the Eiffel Tower.’ ‘On second thoughts…’

You weren’t sure if you wanted marriage or kids yet. 

And Dom would be terrified of fucking it up. 

But you knew he was it for you. 

And he felt the same.

THIS IS PART OF MY CHRISTMAS CHALLENGE. I’LL BE POSTING AN IMAGINE EVERDAY FROM 1ST - 25TH DECEMBER. THIS AND ALL IMAGINES WILL BE UPLOADED IN THE LINK POSTED DAY BY DAY.

ADVENT CALENDAR OF IMAGINES

[nozirohhex]

YUNGBLUD, Dan Reynolds - original me

[cottoncandydom]

Dating Dominic Harrison (Yungblud)

⋆ he will get you everything you need and want

⋆ "baby, I'm going out to the store, do you want candy? Or something to drink?"

⋆ Rubs your back when you have a headache

⋆ smothers you in kisses

⋆ writes songs for you all the time

⋆ "i wrote this song for you, can I sing it for you?"

⋆ he is such a cuddler, so he will go out and buy a bunch of snacks and then cuddle up with you and watch movies

⋆ rubs circles on the top of your head to make you fall asleep

⋆ will dance with you in the kitchen light if you both cant sleep

⋆ "do you want to go on a drive with me"

⋆ always says how much he fooking loves you

⋆ " baby, I love you so much, like so fooking much"

⋆ "I know Dom, I love you too"

⋆ he then proceeds to smother you in cuddles

⋆ he enjoys seeing you wearing his merch. and especially his hoodies

⋆ if you are shorter than him, he will put his arm on your head

⋆ is the loudest ever when laughing

⋆ "you have to fooking see this, it's hilarious"

⋆ isn't that funny, but you laugh anyways because he's so cute when he's happy

⋆ you love going to his concerts and watching him smile seeing all his fans

⋆ if you're comfortable with it, he will bring you on stage and give a little speech about how much he loves you

⋆ his fans think yall are the cutest ever

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

This is the pic you get late at night followed by a 'wha u doing? U up? 😉' text 🖤

[sebsxphia]

also on my harrison/ bob/ rhett bs. imagine him just fucking your clit by sliding his cock through your folds bc he doesn’t want to come to early but it’s just tourrrrture for you🤤

omg please dear anon 🤤

rhett would do this if he was yet to take your virginity, bob would do this if he’s feeling mean dom bob and wants to edge you, and harrison would do this just because he loves to watch you squirm and beg for his cock.

he loves seeing you so cock drunk, even when you haven’t even got it inside you yet. (tbh that’s also probably the same for all of them 🤭) 💌

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Just for fun, imagine this as the cast/contestants of an American adaptation of “Physical 100”:

Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, actor/former pro wrestler

Martin Sensmeier, actor/model

Jason Momoa, actor

Adam Driver, actor/former U.S. Marine

Brie Larson, actress

Brandon Curry, bodybuilder

Christian Guzman, bodybuilder/YouTuber

Bradley Martin, bodybuilder/YouTuber

Kali Muscle, bodybuilder/actor/YouTuber

Nonito Donaire, boxer

Deontay Wilder, boxer

Mary McGee, boxer

Andre Ward, boxer (retired)

Lauren Taylor, CrossFit

Jocko Willink, former Navy SEAL

Cydney Gillon, IFBB professional figure and fitness competitor

Renee Enos, influencer/bodybuilder

Massy Arias, influencer/health and fitness coach

Jen Selter, influencer/fitness model

Lauren Drain, influencer/fitness model

Logan Paul, influencer/WWE wrestler

Jake Paul, influencer/boxer

Mike Trout, MLB

Bryce Harper, MLB

Mark Kolozsvary, MLB

Jesus Ferreira, MLS

Zach LaVine, NBA

Steph Curry, NBA

Seth Curry, NBA

Jimmy Butler, NBA

Jordan Clarkson, NBA

Jeremy Lin, NBA/PLG

Shaquille O’Neal, NBA (retired)

Brock Purdy, NFL

Patrick Mahomes, NFL

Jimmy Garoppolo (“Jimmy G”), NFL

Jalen Hurts, NFL

Joe Burrow, NFL

Josh Allen, NFL

Tyreek Hill, NFL

Phil Kessel, NHL

Becky Sauerbrunn, NWSL

Ariel Torres, Olympic bronze medalist in karate

Nevin Harrison, Olympic gold medalist in canoeing

Jennifer Valente, Olympic gold medalist in cycling

Andrew Capobianco, Olympic gold medalist in diving

Nathan Chen, Olympic gold medalist in figure skating

Alex Hall, Olympic gold medalist in freestyle skiing

Simone Biles, Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics

Aly Raisman, Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics

Gabby Douglas, Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics

Sunisa “Suni” Lee, Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics

Lindsey Vonn, Olympic gold medalist in skiing

Chloe Kim, Olympic gold medalist in snowboarding

Nick Baumgartner, Olympic gold medalist in snowboarding

Katie Ledecky, Olympic gold medalist in swimming

Nathan Adrian, Olympic gold medalist in swimming

Michael Cherry, Olympic gold medalist in track and field

Rai Benjamin, Olympic gold medalist in track and field

Athing Mu, Olympic gold medalist in track and field

Katie Moon, Olympic gold medalist in track and field (pole vault)

David Taylor, Olympic gold medalist in wrestling

Nyjah Huston, professional skateboarder

Matt Ladley, professional snowboarder

Mia Fishel, professional soccer player (Tigres UANL Femenil)

Brian Shaw, professional strongman

Jerry Pritchett, professional strongman

Dom Gabriel (“Dom Cruise”), reality TV star (The Mole/Perfect Match)

Joey Sasso, reality TV star (The Circle/Perfect Match)

Kolohe Andino, surfer

Gemma Nguyen, stunt performer/martial artist (see: Gamology)

Noah Fleder, stunt performer (see: Gamology)

Vincent Bouillon, stunt performer (see: John Wick Chapter 4)

Chris Brewster, stunt performer (see: Daredevil)

Lateef Crowder dos Santos, stunt performer (see: The Mandalorian)

Danica Goodheart, U.S. Army veterinarian and NPC Figure competitor

Colby Covington, UFC

Julianna Peña, UFC

Stipe Miocic, UFC

Dustin Jacoby, UFC

Kelvin Gastelum, UFC

Beneil Dariush, UFC

Max Holloway, UFC

Cub Swanson, UFC

Matt Schnell, UFC

Tatiana Suarez, UFC

Rose Namajunas, UFC

Holly Holm, UFC

Breanna Stewart, WNBA

Candace Parker, WNBA

Roman Reigns, WWE

Dolph Ziggler, WWE

Alexa Bliss, WWE

Cody Rhodes, WWE

Ronda Rousey, WWE/former MMA fighter

Brock Lesnar, WWE/former MMA fighter

Mikhail Varshavski (“Dr. Mike”), YouTuber and amateur boxer

Cassey Ho (“Blogilates”), YouTuber

Adrienne Mishler (“Yoga with Adrienne”), YouTuber

Jeff Cavaliere (“ATHLEAN-X”), YouTuber/bodybuilder

[storiesforallfandoms]

honey, i’m home ~ yungblud

word count: 1796

request?: yes!

“Yungblud x female reader, the reader is in the military and dating dom. The reader tells dom she leaving and then few months later she surprises dom at one of his concerts, she gets off the stage and runs over to kiss her please and thank you”

description: after being away for months, she finally is able to come home to surprise her boyfriend

pairing: yungblud x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

It was hard to look at Dom as the two of us drove to the airport. Being deployed was very bittersweet, especially since it happened so close to when I had gotten home last. I had to go to work, I couldn’t exactly turn down deployment, but at the same time I had just gotten home after being gone for nearly a year, and now I wasn’t sure when I’d be home next. I asked my General if he knew when my next leave would be, but he said he didn’t have an exact answer for me.

We pulled into the parking lot and Dom turned off the car. I knew I’d have to go through security soon, but neither one of us made a move to get out of the car. Dom was still staring out the windshield, his hands still on the steering wheel. I reached over and put a hand on his leg, drawing his attention to me.

“I’ll be back before you know it,” I told him.

He nodded. “I know you will be. It just...sucks. You just got home and we had all these plans before I have to go on tour. What if your leave falls on one of the days I’m touring, then you get deployed again before I’m finished?”

I bit my lip in an attempt to keep back the frustrated tears I was feeling well in my eyes. Dom had a point. Me being in the military and him being a musician wasn’t exactly the easiest. When our schedules weren’t matching like this it made things so much harder for us.

“I’m sorry,” I said, my voice so low I wasn’t sure if Dom could hear me.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to him. “Don’t be sorry, love. This is your job and I would never ask you to leave it or anything. It’s just not easy for us.”

I shook my head.

We sat embraced for another minute or two before I reluctantly pulled away. I had to go, I couldn’t put it off anymore.

Dom got my bag from the trunk and carried it into the airport for me. We held hands tightly, dreading the moment we’d have to let go. He came with me to get my luggage checked in, then walked me to the security section of the airport. I could see others from my battalion also waiting in line to go through.

I turned to Dom and gave his hand a slight squeeze. “I’ll call you whenever I can.”

“I know,” he said. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too.”

Finally, I let go of his hand and made my way to the security line up. I didn’t look back at him because I knew I wouldn’t be able to without crying.

~~~~~~

Several months later, I found myself exiting an airport and walking up to the familiar face of Dom’s manager, Tommas, who was holding a sign displaying my name. I smiled and gratefully hugged him.

“Thanks for doing this, Tommas,” I said. “I know it must not be easy to keep this secret from him.”

“I figured it’d be harder for you to keep it a secret,” he said. “Have you been talking to him at all today?”

I shook my head. “The only way I’d be able to call him without being suspicious is from the base, and obviously I can’t do that right now. Luckily it’s not unusual for me to go a day without calling him when I’m away.”

“Let’s go get your bags, we don’t have long to get you ready and to the venue for the show.”

I had gotten the news a few days prior that I would be given leave soon, and got a guarantee from my General that I’d be off for a few months. He promised me, in fact, that I wouldn’t be deployed again for at least six months. I was so excited to get this news that I was itching to tell Dom immediately, but then I had another plan form in my mind.

I had called Tommas instead to explain my plan to him: I wanted to fly out to wherever Dom was performing the day of my leave to surprise him. I wanted to surprise him at his show by standing front row with a sign that would draw Dom’s attention to me. Tommas pointed out the slight security risk of me standing in the front row and we decided I’d stand between the barriers and the stage instead.

When my luggage arrived I quickly went to the nearest bathroom to change out of my uniform and into the only suitable outfit I had for a concert - a pair of jeans and a button up t-shirt. As I was leaving I paused in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. I ran a hand through my slightly messy hair, only messing it up more, but decided that was fine enough for my plan.

Tommas had a car waiting for me that wasn’t too obvious to bring any attention towards us. I ducked my head as I ran through the crowd of people and got into the backseat. The time on my phone read that it was two hours until Dom would take the stage, which meant I’d have to keep myself hidden for nearly two hours.

In the front, Tommas was on his phone. I could only hear his side of the conversation, which was a lot of, “Yeah”s and “I’m on my way”s.

When he hung up, he said, “That was Dom. I didn’t tell him I was leaving in hopes that he wouldn’t even notice, but of course he did.”

“Was he asking where you went?”

“Naturally.”

“What did you tell him?”

“I told him I had to go run an errand and that I’m on the way to the venue. I’ll go in first and make sure he’s distracted, then we’ll sneak you in and have you ready for when he takes the stage.”

I nodded. My heart was starting to race with excitement. It felt like it had been so long since I saw Dom. I just wanted to wrap my arms around him and never let him go.

The wait in the car once we arrived to the venue felt like forever. I was on social media looking at all the people talking about how excited they were for tonight’s show, as well as posts from Dom hyping up the show. See him, even just through the pictures, made me feel warm inside. I was itching to get in there and see him already.

When the coast was finally clear, Tommas led me into the venue and towards the area I would be standing. We made sure to have me covered so that there was no risk of Dom catching a glimpse of me at all. They told me to stand off to the side until the show started so that no fans would see me and start freaking out, which would bring attention to me and ruin the whole surprise.

The lights went down soon after and I quickly made my way to a place where Dom would be able to see me when he took the stage. The energy in the room from both Dom and his fans as he performed his first song was amazing. I had been to his shows before, but I was always blown away whenever I did go. You could tell that Dom put his entire heart and soul into every performance that he did.

I was enjoying the performance so much that I forgot my original reason for being there. I had definitely been spotting because some girls were pressed against the railing, reaching out to me and calling to me. I smiled and waved at them before stepping out from the shadows and held up the sign that I had gotten Tommas to make for me. I guess the girls in the front row realized what I was trying to do because they started yelling out to try and get Dom’s attention.

“Something happening over here?” he asked, making his way to the side of the stage that I was on. “Oh! I see a sign. I haven’t seen many of those tonight. It says...” He trailed off as he read the sign. I wondered if he was confused or if he just didn’t believe it. “It says, ‘Honey, I’m home’?”

I lowered the sign and smiled up at my boyfriend. He immediately dropped his microphone - which let out an awful noise as it hit the stage - and jumped down from the stage. He took me into his arms and kissed me hard. The quickness of it all, plus his lips on mine, caused me to feel dizzy.

“What are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me you were on leave?” he asked.

“I wanted to surprise you!”

“Consider me surprised!”

He kissed me again. I was so happy that I could nearly block out the screams of his fans who were watching us.

“We’ll talk about this after the show,” he told me. He turned to the security to add, “Take her backstage, she’s extra VIP.”

The security nodded and led me to backstage. I watched the rest of the show from the sides of the stage. Every so often Dom would look over his shoulder at me, as if watching to make sure I was still there.

The minute the show ended, he ran off stage and took me in his arms. I giggled as he threw me over his shoulder and turned to his crew. “I’m taking her to my dressing room, no one disturb us for a while.”

“Dom!” I exclaimed as he carried me off. “Don’t tell them that! I have to see these people afterwards too!”

He arrived to his dressing room and kicked the door shut before finally putting me down. He kissed me again before bringing me over to the couch in the room.

“How long are you on leave for?” he asked.

“My General promised me at least six months before they even consider deploying me again,” I told him. “Which, if I remember correctly, your tour ends in roughly a month’s time. So we’ll have plenty of time to make up for those plans I had to miss before I left last time.”

Dom tackled me down onto the couch and started kissing me all over my face. I giggled as his hands pulled at my clothes and his lips met mine once again.

“I love you so much,” he said. “I’m never letting you go again.”

“I’m all yours, Dom. I promise.”

[loooopside]

"𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑤𝑎𝑦, 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 ℱ𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑠𝒉𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝒉𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦."

- YUNGBLUD

[doingthingsthewriteway]

A Promise Kept

Request: Dom and Colson step in to protect their dear Y/N. 

Summary: Dom promised there would be hell to pay if he had to get Colson involved. There’s hell to pay. 

Warnings: some language and sorta threatening situation 

After the photo episode, Dom made it a point to tell Colson what exactly went down. Dom wasn’t sure why he felt like he had to tell Colson, but there was something about the older friend that offered a sense of security. 

Colson had dropped by to offer some socially distanced weed when it slipped out of Dom’s lips. “Did you see it?” 

The blonde bit his lip, he never lied to Dom. “Yeah.” He kept the thoughts of how sweet Y/N looked in the photo, not supposed to think about his best friend’s girl like that. 

“People are saying we leaked it.” Dom kicked at a pebble in the driveway. “She didn’t even know it was taken. Spent the day locked in our room. I don’t know everything in her head but I know there’s something dark up there.” 

Now, Colson appreciated a nice pair of tits as much as the next guy but only when it was consensual. He certainly did not believe a woman, especially not Y/N, should be subjected to such things. “You find out who took it?” 

Dom shook his head, gritting his jaw. “If something happens to her, I don’t know what I would do. I won’t lose her because some horny motherfucker can’t respect privacy.” 

“You won’t.” The promise symbolized more than that. A lot more. Blood might be thicker than water, but that doesn't mean friends were thin. Colson would bled for those to if only for how happy Y/N made Dom. 

Everything went well, really well. Life for the couple got back on track and eventually everyone was allowed to trickle back to normal. Y/N didn’t complain too much but damn sometimes she just needed to be around someone other than Dom. Loved the man to death, but seeing someone else was lovely. 

She didn’t complain that the first outing they went to was a party for his label. An outing was an outing. Any excuse the two had to dress each other up was taken. Y/N helped Dom pick out his outfit and carefully line his lipstick. Dom, in turn, made a point to show off his girl in the nicest clothes she had. 

“Baby.” He took a shallow breath, catching a whiff of her scent as she spun around for him. “You sure you don’t want to stay in just one more night?” His tongue flicked out in temptation. “You know I’d make it worth your while.” 

“What’s the fun if I can’t tease you all night?” She winked, grabbed her clutch and headed out the door. “C’mon pup, don’t want to keep Colson waiting.” 

Well, yes he did want to keep Colson waiting because Dom wanted to suck on her tits but that was neither here nor there he supposed. The two fumbled into the backseat with Colson of the car that picked them up. Colson’s gangly stance had his legs spread out, knocking thighs with Y/N. 

“Oppsie.” She giggled adjusting the skirt of the dress she wore, well technically it was Dom’s nightie. Colson swallowed just a little to hard as he caught Dom’s eyes. Dom looked mighty nice to. This is what Colson got for being nice, he supposed, suffering in eternal hell next to the prettiest looking things he had seen in a while. 

“Now, people are likely to be a bit stir crazy since this is the first time we’ve been able to go out.” Colson stretched his arm around Y/N to rest on Dom’s shoulder. “If anything happens, I mean anything some mother fucker looks at your wrong, you two let me know.” 

Y/N nodded ever so obediently. “As happy as I am to be going out of the house and seeing a face other than this” she nudged Dom playfully, “I’m sticking beside him.” 

Dom’s chest puffed out ever so slightly, damn straight. “Anybody tries anything, anybody mentions anything Kells and I are on it.” 

“Dommy, you shouldn’t fight anyone. Frankly, neither should Kells.” The pet names fell like terms of endearment causing both men to turn a delightful shade of pink. 

“I’d do anything for you, you know that.” Dom kissed her hair and helped her out of the car once they arrived. 

The party was in full swing. People were getting loose and handsy. Y/N and Dom were no exception. In a fit of giggles, the two slipped away toward the bathroom for a quickie when it was said. 

Dom thought he was hearing things at first because that was certainly not a way to talk to a lady. He slowed, turning toward the source of the sound. It was a Soundcloud rapper that someone got in. The loser had the nerve to smirk at Dom’s little girl. 

“What did you say mate?” It was almost like a growl. His eyes narrowing. He looked and felt the most masculine he had been in weeks, good thing too.

Y/N tugged on Dom’s hand, gripping his wrist tightly. “Just leave it alone baby, he’s not worth it.” 

“Yeah, I’m not worth it. Everyone’s already seen her tits anyway.” 

Colson wasn’t entirely sure how he heard it over the roaring music. Nevertheless, he heard what the wannabe said and he lost it. It took approximately three strides of his long legs to get to the asshole and grab him by the collar of his ugly ass jacket. 

A string of colorful profanities fell from his lips-in any other circumstance Dom and Y/N might have been impressed. Colson’s grip tightened around the throat of his opponent, squeezing tighter and tighter until

“Kells! Stop!’ Y/N was close to tears if not already there. “Please!” 

“You got fucking lucky she’s so goddamn nice.” He hissed shoving the man away. 

Y/N shook her head in disbelief. “You shouldn’t have done that. He’ll try to press charges. I won’t let anything happen to you or Cassie because of me.” 

If that wasn’t the sweetest thing, Colson did’t know what else would top it. “I appreciate that, I do.” Colson brought the younger couple under his arms, holding each of them close to his chest for a moment. “But anything happens to either one of you little shits, I’m invested. You’re family. I know you would do the same for me and my daughter.” 

Y/N stretched onto her tip toes to press a tender kiss on his cheek, a lipstick stain imprinted on the pale skin. “Can we go home now? I’ve had enough socializing to get me through until the next quarantine.” 

We? That sounded like an invite? Surely not. But the way Dom winked at Colson as he pressed a kiss into Y/N’s neck all but confirmed that it was. A low grade pap snapped and sold another photo of Y/N, though this time it was stumbling out into the night air with the two most important men in her life. Rumors swirled but the three just smiled, they made a promise to each other, one they intended to keep. 

[written-on-the-trees]

Yungblud Fan Fiction - Protego

Prompt: Wizard (meaning it’s the Hogwarts AU nobody asked for)

Word-count: 1625 words

Warnings: none

Description: It's hard being a muggle-born wizard at Hogwarts at the moment, since the school's been taken over by pureblood-supremicists, but Dom's determined to do his best to carry on as normal. Thankfully, he has help.

Dom looked both ways before exiting the Hufflepuff common room.

 Hogwarts wasn’t as safe as it used to be. Inside his house’s common room, he wasn’t in any danger; Hufflepuffs were inclusive by nature, but the rest of the school? Not so much. The place was being run by bloody Death Eaters, and even if Snape had ‘officially’ ordered that no students were to be targeted for unnecessary punishment, the Carrows had decided that people muggle-born - or a mud-blood, as they constantly spat at people who weren’t from wizarding families - was enough reason for a punishment to be ‘necessary’.

 And Dom was muggle-born.

 Muggle-born, and rapidly becoming aware that nowhere other than the Hufflepuff common room and dorms were safe. If it wasn’t the Carrows, it was the children of the Dark Lord’s Death Eaters, and if it wasn’t either of those two, then it was whichever student was looking to get on the Carrows’ good sides by throwing a bit of abuse at students who couldn’t (or weren’t allowed to) fight back. Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, it didn’t matter - generally it was only Hufflepuffs that could be trusted, and even with some of them, Dom wouldn’t want to be around without his other housemates, just in case. There were exceptions to every rule, after all.

   Including the idea that most Gryffindors held that all Slytherins were on the side of the Carrows and the Dark Lord.

   “Good morning, Harrison.”

   Turning round, Dom smiled when he saw who’d spoken out to him.

 He was always happy to see Delphine Prewett. She was Slytherin’s star student, the embodiment of everything they wanted a witch to be. Powerful, smart and sly, beautiful and elegant, and - perhaps most importantly to the people who decided what the embodiment of a Slytherin witch was - a Pureblood. She was popular, got top marks in all her classes, was an immediate choice to be made a Prefect in her fifth year, and had been Slytherin’s Quidditch Captain until she stepped down to be Hogwarts Head Girl at the beginning of this year.

 When Delphine walked through the halls, the crowd parted like the Red Sea. When she spoke, rooms went quiet. When she made up her mind, no-one tried to change it.

 And she’d decided that she liked him.

 She was the best the school had to offer, and she had decided that she liked him.

 Dom had gotten so fucking lucky.

 With Delphine around, no-one challenged him over his blood status

   “Hi, Delphie.”

 Delphine didn’t smile at the nickname, but she allowed it, and that alone told Dom she liked it - because if she didn’t, she wouldn’t hesitate to let him know: “I thought we could walk to breakfast together.”

 “That’d be great - maybe we could talk about the charms homework? I think I’ve got a good idea but I wanted to see what you thought…”

   As always, Delphine was more than happy to listen to Dom ramble about his potions essay. He was no slouch when it came to any of his classes, but he had a tendency to go on tangents. Talking about what he was going to write down - and letting someone tell him when he was getting off topic - was really helpful. Delphine listened patiently as they sat at the Hufflepuff table, buttering slices of toast for both of them while Dom went through how he thought he was going to lay his essay out, writing notes on a scrap of paper about what was he was keeping, what he wasn’t keeping, and any additions Delphine thought might get him some extra marks.

 Of course, because of what Hogwarts was like this year, the peace and quiet didn’t last long.

 Helena Rookwood, a Ravenclaw student with a Death Eater father, appeared right behind Dom, sneering at him when he turned to look at her, and glaring at Delphine in a mixture of confusion and derision.

   “Why are you sitting over here, Prewett? And more importantly, why are you sitting with that?”

 Delphine looked up at Helena with a cold expression: “I beg your pardon?”

 Most people would’ve recognised the icy tone Delphine was using as one of warning and backed down, but although she had the thirst for knowledge that seemed to characterise Ravenclaws, Helena seemed to struggle with retaining important knowledge like what happened when witches like Delphine lost their temper: “Harrison’s a mudblood - and a Hufflepuff mudblood at that. Why on earth would you waste your time sitting with him.”

 “I don’t define a person’s worth on things like their house or incidental traits like blood status. After all, you are Ravenclaw and a pureblood,” Delphine sneered: “yet you are completely worthless.”

   Helena seemed taken aback, her mouth hanging open like a fish. Dom was struck with the urge to tell her she was not a codfish, but he knew better than to antagonise her right now. Delphine was basically untouchable - so if Helena was going to lash out, she was going to lash out at Dom. And given her quick temper, it was pretty likely she was going to end up trying to get back at him for what Delphine had said. Dom didn’t need to upset her any more than she already had been.

 As it was, Helena spluttered and glared, slowly went red in the face, but Delphine didn’t take mercy on her by dismissing her. She remained in her seat, looking at Helena with a raised eyebrow, waiting for either to respond or slink away in defeat. But Helena did neither.

 Dom grew increasingly nervous as the silence dragged on. With Amycus Carrow watching on with narrowed eyes from his position at the teacher’s table, Dom didn’t dare draw his wand. He was lucky that it hadn’t been taken away by the Ministry yet - if it got confiscated by Amycus, he’d never get it back. Even if Helena drew hers first, Dom would be punished for dueling if he fought back…meaning he’d be relying on Delphine to defend him.

 He had no doubt that she could - probably better than he could defend himself - but that didn’t mean he wasn’t nervous. He waited for something to happen, but the two girls just watched each other over the top of his head, waiting for the other to make their move. The stand-off seemed to drag out forever…

 …but then Helena drew her wand.

   “Confri- ”

 “Protgeo!”

   Delphine rose to her feet - but didn’t draw her wand. She didn’t need to.

   I didn’t know she was so good with wandless magic.

   The shield charm was so strong it sent Helena stumbling backwards before she fell onto her arse.

 Delphine stood, leaning forwards to brace her hands on the table so she could look down her nose at where the other girl was sprawled inelegantly on the floor, her eyes watering as she looked back up at Delphine and tried not cry.

   “Are you finished?” Delphine sneered, not taking it easy on Helena - despite having already beaten her.

 “Why are you standing up for him? He’s a mudblood!” Helena wailed.

 “And you’re a bigoted cu- ”

 “Is everything okay here?”

   All three of them turned to look at Alecto Carrow. The short, stocky woman was glaring down at Helena, her face wearing its usual pinched expression.

 Helena didn’t wait to be told to get to her feet; all the students knew better than to let either of the Carrows see you down, in case they decided to kick you while they were…literally or figuratively. Even the students who believed in the same rhetoric as they did weren’t safe, especially from Alecto. She liked hurting people, and she didn’t care who her victims were as long as she was infliction pain.

 Dom and Helena ducked their heads, but Delphine looked the other woman straight in the eye as she spoke.

   “Yes, thank you Professor Carrow.”

 “Make sure that it is, Prewett. As Head Girl, there are eyes on you.” Alecto warned: “Make sure you do not disappoint them.”

   With that, she strode away, shooing Helena away as she went.

 Everyone who had been trying to subtly watch without being caught went back to eating their breakfast. Delphine returned to her seat, but for the first time since they’d become friends in their third year, Dom saw her look shaken. Understandable; the ‘eyes’ on Delphine were the eyes of the Death Eaters interested in recruiting her…but Dom didn’t like it. There wasn’t a lot he could do (to speak out against the Death Eaters, even where they thought they couldn’t hear you, was a sure way to end up in trouble…or worse) but he reached out to take her hand and squeeze it reassuringly.

 She returned his comforting smile with a strained one of her own, before taking a deep breath to center herself, and the confident expression of Delphine Prewett was back in place. If he hadn’t been looking just a second ago, he wouldn’t have known it was a mask…as it was, he went along with it. She was just doing what all of them were doing it: faking it until they could make it a reality.

   “Well, we’d better get to class. The Head Girl can’t be late, after all.” she smirked.

 Dom followed her out, waiting until they were halfway up the stairs to Transfiguration: “I’ve got your back, Delphie. They can’t have you if you don’t want them to.”

 It might seem nonsensical to some…but Delphine understood, she always did: “Thanks, Dom. I’ve got yours too.”

 “I know.” Dom grinned: “And you look fuckin’ amazin’ doin’ it.”

 Delphine smiled: “I know.”

   This time, her smile was a lot more genuine.

[likeautumnleavesx]

3 with YUNGBLUD please? 💛

“I’m not jealous”

“I kind of hate parties,” you laughed as you smoothed out your dress in front of the mirror, wishing you were staying home in sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt instead.

“I know,” Dom laughed from the bed behind you, standing up and walking over to you, both of you watching yourselves in the mirror. “But it’s your best friend’s birthday.”

“I know,” you groaned, fixing your hair quickly before turning to face your boyfriend.

“You look beautiful, babe,” he grinned, pressing a quick kiss to your lips as he took his hands in yours. “Let’s go be the life of the party.”

You rolled your eyes at him as you both made your way out to the car, Dom opening the passenger door first for you to get in.

“Such a gentleman,” you teased once he entered on the driver’s side.

“What can I say?” he shrugged, pulling out of the driveway to go to your best friend’s house where the party was being held tonight.

You sat in the car for a moment after he parked it, wanting to stall as long as you could so you didn’t have to go in.

“Why are you so nervous?” Dom asked, looking over at you.

“I don’t know,” you shrugged, “I fee like there’s just gonna be a lot of people I don’t know and I’m not the best at randomly socializing with people.”

“Well, you’ve got me,” Dom smirked, leaning over and kissing your cheek before opening his door and stepping out. He made his way over to you, opening your door and extending his hand for you to take. You happily grabbed it and intertwined your fingers with his as you made it to the front door, knocking lightly.

Your best friend opened the door almost immediately, her smile widening when she saw you guys standing there, letting out a happy squeal.

“Hey guys!!” she exclaimed excitedly, throwing her arms around both of you and squeezing tightly. You could smell the alcohol on her breath, she had already been drinking. It was her birthday, after all.

“I love the matching socks,” she said, motioning down to your feet, where you and Dom had both decided to wear pink socks to the party. “You guys are the cutest.”

“We try,” Dom joked before you both entered the house, the sound of music mixed with people talking and singing filled your ears. Dom squeezed your hand comfortingly as you made your way further inside.

You spoke with your best friend for a while and soon enough she disappeared, being called by someone else from the kitchen.

You scanned the crowd for another familiar face, not recognizing anyone who was here. As you tried to decide whether or not to try talking to someone you didn’t know, you heard your name being called from behind you.

You spun around to see Eric, one of your best friends from your childhood and high school years.

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed, “I haven’t seen you in so long!”

He pulled you into a big hug and you squeezed him tightly, not realizing how much you had missed him until he was standing right in front of you.

“How have you been?” he asked. “It’s been forever!”

“I know, you look so good!” you smiled.

“You clean up pretty nice yourself,” he smirked.

You heard a throat clear beside you and remember Dom was standing there, a smile plastered onto his face.

“Oh, Eric, this is Dom,” you smiled, introducing them. 

“Nice to meet ya, mate,” Dom said as he shook Eric’s hand.

“Eric was my neighbor when I was like 3 so we were basically inseparable up until high school ended,” you explained to Dom.

“I don’t really know why we grew apart,” Eric shrugged.

“Life just happened, but we should see each other more!” you exclaimed. “I miss you.”

“Me too,” he smiled softly. “Remember in high school when everyone told us that we should date?”

You rolled your eyes, throwing your head back as you laughed at the memory. “People would not leave us alone about that.”

You both went on about childhood memories, Dom laughing along with you, or trying to. He noticed how Eric looked you up and down multiple times, always throwing in that you guys would have been cute together.

He watched as tears sprang to your eyes from laughing so hard at some of the stories you both were sharing, reminiscing of a time in your life that Dom wasn’t a part of. He was okay with that, but something about this guy rubbed him the wrong way.

“I’m gonna go look for the birthday girl,” Eric said after a while, realizing he didn’t even say hi to the host before picking you out of the crowd. “I’ll come find you again later.”

“Please don’t,” Dom muttered under his breath once Eric walked away, his voice inaudible to you over the sound of the music.

“I miss him,” you sigh contently as you look back to Dom.

“I’m sure you do,” he says, the hint of sarcasm escaping his voice.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, taking his hand in yours and lightly tapping his shin with your foot in attempts to get him to talk.

“Nothing’s wrong,” he shrugged.

“Are you jealous of Eric?” you teased.

“No,” he said instantly, but you weren’t buying it. You could tell there was something going on.

“Baby,” you sighed. “You have nothing to be jealous about he’s just an old friend who wanted to catch up.”

“I’m not jealous,” Dom restated, trying to pull it off.

“You totally are,” you teased.

“Okay maybe a little,” Dom admitted. “Only because he’s standing there being all tall and good looking and like ‘we would have been so cute together’ and all that.”

“Dom,” you said, unable to hold back a laugh. It was kind of cute how he was getting slightly jealous. “I love you, okay? Sure he was a good friend and I enjoyed seeing him again but you’re the one I love.”

“I know,” Dom muttered, looking down.

You lifted his head up, leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips, pulling him close to you. When you pulled apart, his contagious smile instantly spread across his face.

“I’ll always choose you, babe,” you smiled, pecking his lips again.

“I was just being silly,” he shrugged it off. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize,” you smiled. “Now come dance with me.”

[cottoncandydom]

My First Post

Hello everyone! My name is Evie, or Clover. I go by she/her pronouns and I am pansexual.

I am a huge Yungblud fan and as a writer, I like incorporating things/people I love into my writing. I typically make texting images, oneshots, a few fanfictions and a lot of headcanons.

will be making a prompt list shortly, and I also want to say requests are open! Feel free to ask me anything as well. I do write for other people, but mostly Dom 🖤

I hope we can all get along and become friends. I can't wait to start writing!

[hangovercurse]

In Your Arms

After a long day at work, you and Dom settle in for your afternoon routine.

Request: “Hello! So I have this image in my head of Dom holding you in his lap while teaching you guitar after you get home from work and when he’s playing something you fall asleep on him and he takes pictures of you sleeping and comments on how hard you work and takes you to bed to sleep and cuddle??”

Dom X Reader

Word Count: 597

“Is that you, squish?” You heard the strong accent of your boyfriend ring out your nickname through your flat as you closed the front door behind you, taking off your boots and raincoat.

You called back to him as you made your way through the building to the couch, “yeah, darlin’, it’s me.”

Dom could hear the fatigue in your voice and once you’d walked into the room he could see it on your face. He moved his guitar from his lap to make room for you to sit in it. “C’mere love.” He patted the empty space.

You graciously made your way onto the couch, your back pressing against his chest as he leaned against the chair’s arm. Once you’d gotten settled, he placed the guitar in your lap, positioned for you to play it. “Feelin’ up for another practice, love?”

A small hum left your mouth as you placed one hand on the frets and the other on the strings. His fingers moved yours on the fret, placing them into position. “What chord is this one?”

You looked at the positioning of your hand, strumming lightly, “C major 7?”  

Dom pressed a kiss to your cheek, praising you subtly. He then moved your hands into a G major, giving you another kiss when you identified it correctly. “So the strumming pattern,” he took your other hand in his, “is gonna be down, down up down, down up down, down.” He used your fingers to strum the pattern before letting you try it on your own.

This was part of your daily routine; you’d get home from work and Dom would be sitting on the couch with his guitar, waiting for you. You’d spend time learning basic chords, strum patterns, or songs while Dom held you in his arms. Eventually you’d get frustrated, tired, or bored and quit to make dinner or watch a movie. Today, however, had been a particularly tiring day at work.

Once you’d grown too tired to focus on the instrument, you let Dom take over strumming soft tunes while you spoke. You talked about what had happened at work that day, your annoying boss and coworkers constantly demanding things of you that they were more than capable of doing themselves.

While you ranted, he pressed soft kisses to your forehead. Your head was turned and buried into his neck, your words slowly turning to mumbles as his music lulled you to sleep. Once he’d realized you were thoroughly knocked out, he grabbed his phone from the back of the couch, taking a selfie of himself with you in his lap.

He uploaded it to his Instagram story, not caring if you’d see it or not. He captioned it “Y/N fell asleep in the middle of lessons today. Even overworked and tired they’re still the most beautiful person I know 🖤”

After posting it, he moved the guitar out of your lap, tossing it further down the couch. He whispered into your ear, “why don’t we move to the bed, squish?” You mumbled into his neck, pushing yourself further into his body. He chuckled, arms wrapping around your body to cradle you. “I’ve got ya, love” he mumbled as he struggled to stand up with you in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom.

He placed you on the bed, your arms not loosening their grasp from his neck. He laid on the bed next to you, pulling your body into his side. He didn’t fall asleep for a while, instead choosing to study the features of your sleeping face and body.

[tom-holland-parker]

Rockstar

Summary: It’s a tradition for Tom to fuck you before going on stage

Pairing: Rockstar!Tom x reader

Warning: Smut, cursing

Word count: 700

Note: This is my first time ever writing smut so please don’t come for me. I imagine the song that Tom plays is like Kiwi by Harry Styles

Masterlist

PART 2 (the prologue) HERE

You could hear the screaming crowd from the dressing room but were too distracted to even care about them. Tom had you right where you wanted, on your knees as his precum leaked into your mouth. "Dirty little slut" Tom moaned as he gripped your hair harder, "bet you love it when I fuck your face like this"

You only moaned in reply feeling tears falling down your face as he thrusted into you harder. He was close, you could tell as his move became sloppier. He let go of your hair running his fingers through his as he sat back on the couch.

You sucked his tip before licking up and down the length. "Fuck darling just like that. I'm so close" he moaned catching eye contact as your head moved up and down. His hips gave one last thrust before he finally became undone. Moaning as his cum flowed into your mouth. You popped off before wiping your mouth slowly.

"Come here baby" he pulled you onto his lap kissing you roughly. You kissed back grinding against his hips to create friction. "Tommy please" you begged

"Please what darling?" His smirked against your neck leaving hickeys scattered across it. "Use your words"

"Fuck me Tommy" you begged feeling him become hard again underneath you, "I've been a good girl" His hand rubbed your thighs, the cold metal of his rings causing goosebumps on you skin.

"Take off your shirt" he demanded and his hands traveled further up your skirt. Doing as you're told you heard him groan when he realized you didn't have a bra on. You could feel your skin getting hot from his touch.

He pulled you in for another kiss before flipping you on the couch, "you look fucking beautiful Y/N" his lip gathered around your nipple. Your fingers tugged at his curls as his hands pulled your skirt down. He sat up staring at your black thong, "Are these new?"

You nodded, "just got them today". He smirked, grabbing the thin material, "I'll buy you more".

With one hard tug the fabric ripped. "Look at you all wet for me" his fingers teasingly moved up and down your wet folds before rubbing circles torturously around your clit.

"Please Tommy" you moved your hips against his thumb adding pressure to your throbbing clit. He chuckled at your eagerness as he grabbed a hold of his cock rubbing it against you before thrusting in roughly.

He watched your face as your body filled with pleasure. Your moans becoming louder as he sped up. "Yes baby just like that" you screamed as your hands gripped his arms. No matter how many times you had sex you were still amazed at how good he made you feel.

His hand rubbed up and down your body before landing on your clit adding more to the pleasure you were experiencing. "Fuck you feel so fucking good" he moaned.

His other hand gripped your neck as he pounded into you. Watching your tits bounce up and down. Loud knocked filled the room as Harrison shouted from the other side of the door, “Tom hurry up we go on stage in 3 minutes” 

Tom rolled his eyes, speeding up his thrust, “Give me a minute”. You pulled his chain, pulling him into a kiss. Moaning as you come undone, your walls clenching around him as his cum poured into you. He slipped out of you pulling you onto his lap as he gently kissed your naked chest. 

“I gotta get on stage” He put his shirt on as you began to dress yourself, “Don’t forget to bring your pass this time”

Once you were both dressed you grabbed your backstage pass and walked down the hall towards the stage, the screams of fans getting louder as you got closer. Tom grabbed his guitar before turning to you, “Good luck kiss” 

You chuckled pulling him in for a quick kiss before he ran on stage. Watching as he crowds screamed became impossibly loud as he walked on. 

“Alright San Diego” He smiled, “This song goes out to the sluttiest girl I’ve ever met” He looked towards you and winked, “Love you baby”

[storiesforallfandoms]

wingman ~ yungblud

word count: 1476

request?: yes!

“can you do a one shot where colson sets up his little sister (the reader) with dom? like maybe she’s had a crush on him but he was with halsey and never wanted to get between that.”

description: who knew that your best wingman would be your own brother? and his main objective: setting you up with his best friend

pairing: yungblud x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

The minute I walked into Colson’s house I knew something was going to happen. I didn’t know what exactly, but I just had a feeling that there was something going to happen. Call it sibling intuition or whatever.

It wasn’t uncommon for Colson to randomly invite me over to his place. We had always been close, so whenever he had time off he’d ask me to come visit him and Casie. I figured that’s what this invitation was for, but once I walked through the door, I wasn’t so sure.

“Colson?” I called.

Instead of my brother’s voice, a thick British accent responded, “(Y/N)!”

Dom came out from the living room and lifted me into his arms. I laughed through the shock I was feeling. I had no idea that Dom was even in town. I wondered if this was the weird feeling I was having.

“Good to see you, love!” Dom said. “I didn’t know you were coming today.”

“I didn’t know you were in town,” I responded.

“Yeah! I landed today actually. I haven’t been here long.”

“That’s awesome! Hey, let’s continue the catch up in a second. Is Colson here?”

My big brother was in the kitchen making sandwiches for himself and Dom. He looked up and smiled when I walked in. “Hey, you hungry?”

“I’m good, thanks. Did, um, did you invite me over because Dom is in town?”

“What? No, not at all.”

I raised an eyebrow at him. “You’re a terrible liar.”

He chuckled and walked away from me. I followed him out of the kitchen, realizing the conversation would be put on hold for now.

I sat next to Dom in the living room as he and Colson talked for a while. Every now and then he would ask me a question or two to catch up, but I was too awkward to really keep a conversation going.

As cliché as it is to say, I’ve had a crush on Dom for years. Ever since Colson introduced us, I’ve had some small feelings for him. Ironically, Colson was super supportive over these feelings. He always said how Dom was a great guy and that he thought we’d be a perfect match for one another. We did have the same type of energy, I had to agree with Colson there.

The big downside, though? Dom was in a relationship when we first met. With a friend of Colson’s, actually; Ashley, better known as Halsey.

So I just became one of those cliché, unrequited love stories. I tried to go on dates with other people to get rid of those feelings for Dom, but all my efforts proved to be void. There was just no one that made me feel the way that Dom did, which sucked because he wasn’t single.

After a bit of silence following another failed attempted to strike up a conversation, Colson looked at his phone and rose from his seat. “Oh, Emma just texted me asking if I could pick Casie up from school.”

“Oh, can I do it?” I asked, seeing a way to get out of this super awkward situation. “I feel like I haven’t seen Casie in forever.”

“I’d rather do it myself. I’ll bring her right back so she can see both of you.”

He left before I could protest anymore, leaving me alone with Dom. This was no doubt also a part of whatever plan he had in mind.

We were left in silence yet again. I tried to think of something to say to pick up the conversation but found myself at a loss for words. I never was good at talking to Dom when it was just the two of us.

“How long are you gonna be in town for?” I finally asked.

“A few weeks I think. Kells and I are gonna work on some new songs. We have like two or three already written, so we’re considering doing an entire album together, with Travis too.”

“Man, that would be the album of the year if you did. Everything you and Colson have done together has been absolute bangers.”

Dom chuckled. “So I’ve been told. I think he’s my favorite person to collaborate with, too. He just brings out a good side in me when it comes to writing songs.”

“I would’ve thought Ash would be your favorite person to collaborate with.”

I regretted it immediately after the words came out of my mouth, even though they were meant to be light hearted and in a joking manner.

Dom nodded, suddenly not as smiley as he had been before. “She was, but uh...we broke up a while ago so...no more collaborations I think.”

The news shocked me. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t heard it before now. Why hadn’t Colson told me? Or how hadn’t I seen the news online?

“Shit, I’m sorry,” I said. “I had no idea.”

“It’s alright. We kept the breakup pretty lowkey, actually. We weren’t even really public with our relationship, so we decided to keep the breakup the same way.”

How do I follow up from this? I wondered. Man, I’ve effectively killed this conversation.

“(Y/N), have you ever had a steady partner?” he asked suddenly. Before I could respond he added, “That sounds terrible now that I think about it. I don’t mean to say you bounce from person to person, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with anyone, or heard Colson talking about you dating anyone.”

“That’s because I haven’t really had a serious relationship,” I responded. “I’ve gone on numerous dates, but none of them have really worked out. I just don’t...feel a spark with anyone I’ve been with. I think...I think it’s because I have feelings for someone else.”

I tried not to look at Dom, as if he’d be able to decipher what that meant just by looking into my eyes.

“Why aren’t you with them, then?” he asked. “Don’t tell me whoever this daft bloke is turned you down.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “No, that’s not it. He’s a...friend of Colson’s, actually. He’s been in a relationship for a while and I don’t want to come between that. But it seems like my heart is set on him, so I’m having trouble trying to move on from those feelings.”

“That’s awful,” Dom said. “If this guy ever became single, do you think you’d try to tell him how you felt?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I’d like to think I would, but then again he’s one of Colson’s best friends. I’d never want to fuck that over for either of them if the relationship didn’t work out.”

“You’re assuming there’s a high chance of that happening.”

“I’m assuming a firm 50/50 chance, as with all relationships. Besides, what if it doesn’t even reach that stage? What if I tell him and he doesn’t have feelings for me?”

“But what if he does? You’ll never know until you try.”

I looked at Dom and found myself caught in his eyes. He was looking at me so intently I was trying not to shift around in my seat, but I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from his.

“(Y/N)?” he said.

“Yeah Dom?”

His response came in the form of his lips against mine. I was shocked at first, pulling away just out of reflex. His face turned a bright shade of red almost immediately as he moved away from me.

“Sorry, I...I must’ve read the situation wrong. I thought - ”

Before he could finish his sentence, I quickly leaned forward and kissed him again. One of his hands cupped my cheek while were running through his messy mop of hair. I had dreamt of this moment many times, but nothing could’ve prepared me for the electricity I was feeling as I kissed Dom.

We were so lost in the kiss that neither one of us heard the door open, or heard Casie come running into the room. It was her voice exclaiming, “Oh, gross!” that brought the two of us out of our trance.

I quickly pulled away from Dom, sitting on the other side of the couch as I looked up to see Casie and Colson stood in the doorway of the living room. I tried to keep my embarrassment from showing, but the feeling of heat creeping up my neck informed me that that was going to be nearly impossible.

“I was coming to say hi and both of you guys are just sucking face!” Casie said. “That’s so gross!”

She raced up to her bedroom while Colson laughed at her reaction. The two of us waited for him to say something, anything, about what he had just walked into. Instead, he just smiled at us and said, “I guess my plan worked.”

[simpforsexyassmf]

meeting parents/yungblud x reader

SEND REQUESTS PLS!!!

triggers : none 

“babe stop worrying, my parents will love you” i say trying to calm my boyfriend who i pacing up and down our room panicking cuz he ‘didn’t’ have anything to wear. “babe you don’t know that” i let out a chuckle “if i love you, then they’ll love you, just wear a hoodie and jeans. you’ll make it work, you always do” i said smiling “babe but what if they hate me, i can’t have them hate me.” “baby,come here” he comes over, i grab his hands “baby i don’t care if my parents hate you cuz i love you more than anything in this world” i said looking into his eyes “just be your goofy self” he smiles “can you help me” he says sitting down “ofc baby” i walk towards the wardrobe got his pink and black devil hoodies, jeans and his lock chain i bought him for his birthday. On the back of it read...

‘will be yours forever truly, through thick and thin ~ y/n’

went and got a pair of air forces i made him for our 4 month anniversary.

i went back to the bed where dom was “see baby there, im gunna get dressed as well now.”  i went got a pair of jeans and one of doms shirts with the heart necklace that dom bought me for christmas (it came with a promise ring as well but i always wear the ring). i got dressed and went back in our room to see how dom was doing, he was sitting on the bed on his phone. he looked up from his phone “you look absolutely beautiful like usual” i smile “you look even better like usual” i say back “come on” i say grabbing his hand and walking down the stair grabbing the keys. we get in the car and start driving to my old house

“hey babe” i look up from my phone “yeah” i answer looking back down “what if they hate me?” he asks nervously, i sign and put my phone down. “baby i told you i don’t care that won’t make me love you less, plus they’ll love you so don’t worry” i put my hand on his leg to comfort him as i texted my mum we’ll be there in a few.

we got there... as we got out the car we see my mum open the door, me and dom hold hands. i can tell he’s nervous, i give his hand a squeeze letting him know its okay. 

“hey mum ya alr” i say letting go off doms hand and hugging her “mum this is dom the boy i was talking about, he’s my boyfriend” i say smiling “hey dom, im y/n’s mum, y/m/n (your mums name).” my mum says hugging dom “hey y/m/n, im dom harrison” he says “mum wheres anthony” (just a random name for your sibling u can change it) “hes upstairs, in his room like usual. your dads in the living room like usual” we walk in and go in the living room “hey dad, umm this is my boyfriend” my dads stands up smiling and putting his hand out “y/d/n (your dads name) nice to meet ya kid” he smiles shaking his hand “dominic harrison, nice to meet you too” 

i get up from our sofa “dad don’t scare him pls, i really like this one. im gunna go see anthony” i say as i walk out and up the stairs. i walk towards the door and knock “come in” i here my brothers deep voice say, i walk in “hey kiddo, whatchu doing” “y/n im 15 im not a kid anymore” i laugh as i say  “ant you’ll always be a kid to me, your my little brother” he rolls his eyes “come down stairs i want you to meet someone special” i say “i’ll be down in a sec” he says “k” i say as i walk down stairs back into the living room “hey babe” i say as i sit down next to him and grab his hand “so dom what future do you plan with my daughter” he smiles “to marry her sir and treat her like a queen as she deserves” my dad smiles “your a good kid dom, what do you do” i look at my dad “he’s a singer, he very well known” i say smiling, my brother walks in “y/n who’s this?” “ant this is my boyfriend, Dom” i said “nice to me ya mate” dom says “nice to meet ya too” my brother says back....

that night he became part of the family