#joseph sugg imagines

[littlepuddingsugg]

Scavenger Hunt

Request: Joe creates a scavenger hunt for Y/N for him to purpose.

You felt your peaceful dream slip away from you as the sound of muffled laughter slowly brought you back to reality. You closed your eyes tighter as you moved your foot back to nudge Joe who you had assumed was the one who was laughing, but when your foot hit nothing but the empty space beside you, you slowly blinked yourself awake.

“Bloody hell boys!” You said noticing Oli and Byron standing over you as you slept, a smile plastered on both of their faces.

“Sorry Y/N.” Byron said as his smile grew.

“Did you know that you smile in your sleep?” Oli asked as he pointed his vlog camera back towards you as you pulled the duvet up to your chin.

“I was having a good dream which you two ruined….why are you in here anyway? Where’s Joe?” You asked.

“You’ll have to find him.” Byron said handing you a pastel colored envelope with your name on it written in Joe’s hand writing.

“What is this?” You asked, sitting up and taking the envelope, looking questionably at the boys who exchanged smiles to each other, “It’s too early for these games Sugg.” You said out loud as you ripped open the seam.

“He’s not here Y/N” Oli laughed.

“And where is he?” You asked rhetorically as you continued to unwrap the contents of the envelope.

“Read it out loud so the people at home know what it says!” Oli said as you unfolded the piece of paper that was tucked inside.

“Dearest Y/N….” You read, pausing to look strangely up at the camera, “Sometimes I feel like our life together isn’t exciting enough so I thought ‘Hey! Let’s do a scavenger hunt!’ As you are aware (hopefully) you woke up to Oli and Byron, their job is to help you find the 7 other envelopes that I have hidden and vlog your progress. When you have found all the envelopes, you’ll be given a prize, that prize being yours truly as I’m sure you’ve already asked where I was. Not sure how long it will take you to find all the envelopes but I’ll see you soon.” You continued to read out loud.

“A scavenger hunt?”

“Yep so let’s go!!” Oli said as he panned the camera back and forth from you, Bryon and himself to show the excitement.

“Umm….there’s no clue as to where the next envelope is in here.” You said as you scanned back over the note, turning it over even to make sure you didn’t miss anything.

“Just go get ready.” Byron said unphased that you had no prompt as to what to do next.

“Are you just going to keep filming the entire time?” You asked Oli as you realized he was still filming.

“Mhmm.”

“...is there an envelope somewhere in here?” You asked them both.

With no answer, the two boys parted leaving you with a direct sight line to the bathroom, “Is it in there?”

Getting nothing once again, you sighed as you pushed the duvet off of your body and headed over to the bathroom, flicking on the light to find another pastel colored envelope, this time with the number ‘2’ written on it, taped to the mirror.

You turned around and noticed the boys had followed you and were now standing in the door frame, watching as you ripped through the paper.

“Congratulations! You have found the second clue. Take this time to get ready for the day. Make sure not to skip over any part of your Saturday routine or you’ll miss the next clue.” You read.

“Any ideas where the next one could be?” Oli asked.

“Nope, but I’ll let you know when I do.” You said giving the boys and the camera a smile before closing the bathroom door on them.

-

The next thirty minutes or so was spent in the shower and in your wardrobe where you thoroughly searched for another envelope. With no luck, you threw on some clothes and a bit of makeup as you would every Saturday you supposed.

Oli and Byron glanced up at you at you walked down the stairs but they made no effort to get off the couch which meant they knew where the envelopes where hidden and you were nowhere close to find the next one.

Just as Joe had told you to, you began doing everything you typically did Saturday mornings. You began by making yourself some breakfast, unloading and loading the dishwasher and opened your laptop to check for any emails that may have came in late last night or early this morning.

“So are you two going to give me a clue as to where the next clue is or just sit on my couch?” You ask.

“You’re haven’t done everything you usually do on Saturdays.” Oli said without looking up from his phone.

“How do you know what I do on my Saturdays?”

“Y/N, think really hard. You’re forgetting something and they won’t be very happy with you later….” Byron said as he looked at you, his eyes shifting to the floor beside where you stood in the kitchen.

Your eyes followed his gaze to the potted plant that sat on the ground, “It’s in a plant? We have like 50 plants in this house!”

“Better get watering.” Oli said putting his phone down and pulling out the camera.

You silently cursed Joe’s name for letting him talk you into getting so many plants as you began filling the watercan that you grabbed from under the kitchen sink.

For the next 10 mins the boys followed you through the house as you watered each plant, keeping your eye out for an abnormally place piece of paper. With no luck inside, you headed outside and began watering those plants where you found the pastel paper hidden behind the tall grass of Joe’s favorite plant.

“Number 3…” You said tearing the clue open. “Got mail?”

“Well that was a shit clue Joe!” Oli said from behind you has he and Byron laughed.

>>>

“What did the clue say to order?” Byron asked as the three of you entered the coffee shop the sixth clue had told you to go to.

“My favorite drink.” You said looking around the busy shop for anything that remotely resembled an envelope, “Do you guys want anything?”

The three of you stood in line of the coffee shop Joe had asked you to come to shortly after the two of you had met four years ago. You hadn’t been in here much since that day but it still looked and smelt the same which made you smile. You glanced over that the large storefront windows that were lined with booths that were surprisingly unoccupied including the booth that you and Joe had sat in the day ages ago.

“And can I get a name for these?” The barista asked you.

“Y/N.” You said giving her a smile before you left to join Oli and Byron at the booth, “So now what?”

“Read the clue again.” Oli told you as he pulled back out the camera and brought it up to speed.

“You’re almost finished love. The penultimate clue is one of my favorites. It’s the only place that can satisfy your sweet-tooth. Order your favorite drink and sit at our booth.” You read.

“Y/N.” The barista said as she set the last of your order of drinks on the counter.

“Okay...so I have my drink, now what?” You said placing the three drinks on the table and sliding back into your seat.

“Read it again.”

“Oli there’s nothing in this clue! Just a rhyme that probably took Joe ages to come up with!” You said rereading the clue.

“Lemme see that.” Byron said as you gladly handed in the piece of paper, “Alright….congratulations...blah blah blah….order your favorite drink and sit at our booth. Okay, so you have your drink…-”

“And we are sitting at the booth.” You interrupted.

“Are you sure this is the correct booth?” Byron asked.

“Yes, it was the only one open that day and we continued to sit at this one every time we came in here because….” You trailed off as you remember why this booth was so special.

“Because why?” Oli asked as he continued to point the camera in your direction.

“The table.” You said as you started to feel around the underneath of the table, “There was a sticky note stuck to the underneath of this table that day that said something about being happy….” You paused as your hand ran over was what felt like an envelope.

“Wow Joseph, that was a good one.” Oli said surprised as you blushed and ripped open the clue.

“‘You make me happy in a way that no one else can’ is what the quote said. Back then I didn’t really think about that too much but as I got to know you and love you over the years, I realize that not only were we meant to find that sticky note but that it was talking about us. You make me so incredibly happy Y/N, even on the days where I don’t feel like smiling at all.” You said as you continued to stare at the paper for a few seconds after you finished reading before smiling and sliding yourself out of the booth, “C’mon boys, let’s go find Joe.”

The three of you walked the short walk from the coffee shop the the park where you and Joe had first met.

~ You were on your way home from work, dazed with an oncoming headache and just general stress when the next think you knew you were being caught from falling on your ass by the object that sent you tumbling.

“Sorry, sorry. Are you alright?” The man who was holding onto you asked.

“Um yeah I think so. Are you?” You asked finding yourself becoming lost in the man’s blue eyes.

“Yeah but I’m not the one who nearly fell to the floor.”

“Just the one who knocked me over.” You laughed as the stranger brought your back upright.

“Yeah again I’m sorry about that. I guess I wasn’t paying attention. I’ve had a pretty shit day actually and I was trying to sort things out rather than paying attention to where I was going.” The man stopped as he realized he was rambling, “And now I’ve just unloaded all of that onto a stranger. I’m sorry again.”

“It’s alright. I’m Y/N by the way.” You said giving him a soft smile.

You watched the man’s face swift from worry into an equally soft smile, “Joe.”

“Well Joe, it looks like we are no longer strangers are we?” You laughed.

“No I guess we aren’t. Hey, are you busy right now? There’s a nice little coffee shop down the road, I don’t know if you’d like to grab a coffee or something.” Joe asked.

“That’d be really nice actually.” ~

“So this is the infamous park!” Byron said as the three of you walked further into the park, “I’ve only heard stories about this place.”

“It’s hardly a park, just a shortcut from work to my old flat really.” You laughed as you turned left at a fork, “And right up here is where is all happened.” You said and smile creeped across your face as you noticed the figure that was sitting on a bench was your boyfriend.

“Hello love! I’ve been looking for you all morning!” Joe said as he stood up and pulled you into a hug.

“What was all this about? I’d say our life together is pretty exciting.” You said.

“I suppose it’s exciting but it’s just missing something.”

“And what is that?” You questioned as you watched Joe’s eyes shift to look past you.

You turned around and found the rest of the boys walking backwards as they carried something that they clearly didn’t want you to see yet. You watched as Byron ran over to help the boys as Oli stood back, his camera still pointing in your direction.

“A promise.” Joe said from behind you as he wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder as you continued to watch the boys, “A promise that I will love you forever and ever and no matter what. Because like that quote said, you make me happy in a way that no one else can and I don’t even want to test that theory out because I don’t want to risk losing you.”

Joe let his hands fall from your body as the boys finally made it to a reasonably distance. Byron backed away from the boys, giving them a thumbs up before they all turned around revealing what they were carrying. A large banner was stretched between them that read in big letters; ‘Will you marry me?’.

You turned around to Joe to find him down on one knee, a velvet box open in his palm.

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you mar-”

“Yes!!” You interrupted him with excitement, “Yes Joe, oh my god!”

Joe let out a small laugh as he stood back up, sliding the ring onto your finger before pulling you into a hug as the boys began to cheer behind you.

“That was a lot of work for a proposal.” You laughed before placing a kiss on his lips.

“I know and you didn’t even let me finish asking the question.” He laughed.

“I’m sorry, you can ask it again if you want.”

“Nope, nope. Moment’s over.” Joe said pushing you away before pulling you back in with a  laugh before giving you another kiss.

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It’s Snowing - pt. 2

After dinner, our family went to bed, leaving Joe and I snuggled up on the blowup mattress in the living room. “I didn’t want to do it with them around. At least not yet.” I say to Joe as I hand him his present. “It’s cliche I know -“ I cut myself off as Joe nervously opens the present.

Now’s the time to say that Joe and I have started getting physical and one one particular drunken night, we may have forgotten something important especially since, due to Migraines, I can’t be on the Pill.

Joe finally unwraps the frame. “Is this? If this is a gag I swear to God.” Joe says.

“It’s not a gag.” I reply. “I know it’s too soo in our relationship. But - “

“If you’re suggesting abortion, no. No way. I love you too much to let you, and now this baby boy or girl, go.”

That’s when my heart melts. This right here is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.

*****

The following morning, I wake to the smell of tea and the leftover roast from last night. I peel my eyes open to see Joe, shirtless, heating up breakfast and tea. “Morning.” I croak out, due to me waking up. I walk over to him groggily, almost hitting my hip on the both the fooßball table and the island bench on my way over.

“Morning, here’s some decaf tea.” Joe says handing me the tea.

“I need the caffeine Joe.” I groan.

“May I remind you that you’re carrying a baby, out baby, and caffeine is bad for it.” Joe says. “There’s other things that’ll wake you up.” That’s when I see his laptop, opened up on multiple pregnancy tabs. He’s researching?! To think I couldn’t possibly fall in love with him even more!

“Well, that means your swearing stop entirely.” Joe groans in disgust but nods his head in agreement, knowing full well that it’ll be bad if our child starts picking up his swearing habits.

Joe’s grandparents are the next up and he quickly closes his laptop and shoves it into the space where the ironing board sits.

He looks like he’s a deer caught in headlights. But his grandparents don’t notice. Joe quickly hands them a cup of tea and a plate of leftovers with out even asking if they wanted anything just yet. It’s almost like he’s paralysed with fear and covering it up by acting like a robot. “You alright Joseph?” His grandmother asks.

“Yeah, Yeah.” Joe replies.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” She retorts.

“No, I’m fine.” Joe confirms and clears his throat.

“Can I borrow you computer, Joe? I want to look something up.” Tracy asks.

“It’s dead, Y/N can lend you her’s.” Joe says.

“Yeah, mine’s fully charged.” I reply and log into my computer for her and sure enough, my recent tab still open ... I quickly close the tab and hand Joe’s mum the laptop.

So, just like Joe, I did some research and accidentally left the tab open. But mind you, I didn’t know that anyone would need it.

*****

I look out onto the terrace and sure enough there’s a good 3 inches of snow and more’s still falling. “There’s a lot of ice on the roads Joe, we may just need to stay here for a bit.” My mum says looking up from her phone.

“That’s okay.” Joe says.

“Joe?” The booming voice of Byron echoes into the silent room.

“Hey bro!” Joe exclaims. “How did you get back?”

“Walked.” Byron replies and slumps down beside me, on the sofa, putting his get up on the coffee table. “Oh sorry! Hi everyone.” He turns to my parents, “hi. I’m Byron, Joe’s South African roommate.”

“He looks more like a South African than Caspar and Josh.” Mum says, yes, she’s met Caspar and Josh since I’ve had them both round as they wanted to do a collab with me.

“Oh Joe, what was the present that Y/N was going to give you later?” Dad asks, everyone nods in agreement, clearly wanting to know. Joe gulps and looks at me, I shake my head, Joe nods. “Well?”

“Inside joke.” Joe responds simply. I look back at my work and chuckle quietly to myself, not wanting to draw attention.

*****

It’s just Joe and I up still, everyone wanted to have an early night and Byron wanted to enjoy the cool weather by sleeping in the tent from last year’s vlogmas.

I feel Joe move beside me and wrap his arm protectively around my stomach. Even though there’s no bump, considering I’m a little over a month, it’s his instinct. He lays his head on my chest and I instinctively stroke his hair. It’s soft, not rough and coarse like it is with his hair product. He turns his head, looking directly up at me.

It’s moments like these that I love with him. Laying in bed, whether it be a lazy day, rainy day or at night, not speaking to each other but just enjoying each other’s each other’s company.

I smile down at him and continue stroking his hair. “You know, I should be doing that to you.” Joe says quietly.

“Doing what? Stroking my hair.” I ask.

“Yeah but I’m too comfortable.” I laugh and continue to stroke his hair.

As my body starts to tire, my let my arms fall onto his bicep and his side. I feel his muscles tense then relax as I nod off to sleep.

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UNFILTERED // JOE SUGG IMAGINE

I am finally back, my loves! I am so happy to post again on my favorite place on earth and thank you for all the followers I’m gaining everyday! It seems unreal! I love you all and more things are coming so be ready xx

Joe sat next to his lover on their shared bed, once she had settled the camera facing them. Joe clapped his hands together, “Come on, let's do this quick and easy.” He exclaimed in one of his weird voice and she contained a laugh as she frowned at him.

“Don't you dare tell me what to do.” She replied, acting all serious but she couldn't help but smile. There was this crazy mood surrounding them that day. “I don't want to film this. It's gonna be so awkward.” Joe admitted, rolling his eyes to the ceiling. “It won't, it's a cute idea. Just let me do my intro.” Y/N ordered, slapping his cheek gently. He groaned but got into position.

“Hello, people!” Y/N said, zooming really close to her face. Joe tried to hide his growing smile but it was hard. This was how he had met her, after seeing her weird face on the internet. He hadn't been able to erase her from his mind ever since. “Today, I am joined by the man of many talents, mister ThatcherJoe!” She introduced him to the camera, holding her hands up in front of him. “And also your part time boyfriend.” Joe replied, noding to the camera.

“Why part time?” She asked, confusion across her face. “I don't know, you annoy me sometimes.” He said, looking at her with a smile. Y/N sent an offensed look directed to her viewers, imagining the zoom she would do during the edit of this video.

“So I've had this idea of doing a video of us reacting to fan edits of our best moments together, which I think is very cute but this one doesn't agree.” Y/N said, locking eyes with her lover. “It's literally the worst idea ever.” Joe  replied but she ignored his comment and finally started the video.

“Oh my god, this makes us look like we're dead people.” Y/N affirmed as the couple watched a compilation of their cuttest moments together which had sad music playing in the background. “Holy cow, that's depressing.” Joe added, frowning at the edit.

As the video went on,the two got closer and there was hardly any space between them. Joe had his hand behind her on the bed as she had her arm pressured on his shoulder.

“Aw, look at this one.” Joe surprisingly said, pointing to the screen of the computer sitting on his lap. The clip that was playing was one of the first time they had ever interacted together. Y/N was surprised by his growing interest in the video and she couldn't take her eyes off him.

She snapped out of her stare at the sound of his laugh. He paused the video and leaned back on the bed, laughing at a clip she hadn't payed attention to. He lifted himself up, “Do you remember that?” He questioned, replaying the clip. Y/N instanly recognised the moment captured on camera and their mixed laughter echoed in their shared appartment.

It took them a moment to catch their breath and stop their laughing crisis but once they had calmed down, they explained what was so funny about this specific moment but deep down, they knew the viewers wouldn't get it, it was a joke that belonged to them.

“That was the day we kissed for the first time.” Joe stated as another clip played on the screen and Y/N frowned. “How do you know?” She wondered, hardly being able to remember it. “You wore that awful purple dress that I hate.” He said and her eyes went wide instantly. “Hey! That's how you remember our first kiss?” She exclaimed, sendind him an offended glare. Joe let out a laugh and shook his head,his eyes still locked on the screen.

“Actually, I remember because you had no makeup on that day.” He admitted, pressing play on the video again, not realizing the impact of the words he had just pronounced. Y/N contained herself to not melt on the floor as she was mesmerized by what he had just told her. And he was so unaware of it.

Joe wasn't so bitter about that video idea anymore and Y/N wished it could have lasted forever because she had discovered a new side of her boyfriend that she never thought existed.

[oh-ishouldnt]

02. all you had to do was stay

This is 1989 series imagine

It was like a movie scene fading in. First, all black, then, the sound kicks in and there is a heated discussion, and finally, me and Joe in a car, going down a narrow road.

“Oh no, love, you didn’t just say that.” We both forgot how the arguing started; however, we wouldn't take back what we screamed.

“What? What is wrong with my sentence?” Joe snapped back. “Are you bothered with the truth? I can’t change the facts, Y/N!”

I was in his passenger seat, didn’t even know where we were going, but the drive was too dark to be interested in finding out. The car threw a yellow light on the pavement and I could see the wood that surrounded us, no car by our side or coming in the other way.

“You call this bullshit the truth?”

This made Joe angrier and he started speeding up the car, we weren’t fast enough to the adrenaline in our veins. I could even feel my cheeks getting red because of our rage.

“It is the truth, Y/N.”

“For fuck’s sake, stop calling me Y/N! You never call me Y/N! And, yes, Joseph, this is bullshit! You are just saying this because, in your crazy, stupid mind it is payback time!”

“What?” He looked at me surprised for a moment and put his eyes again on the road “Payback? What do you even talking about?”

“Payback for what I said to your sister sooner!”

“Of course it isn’t payback, Y/N. You know that I am not you and I don’t play your little mind games. I was thinking about getting angry with you for what you said to Zoe later tonight, but good that you remind me that now.”

“Mind games? I play mind games? Are you insane? Did you lose your mind? Maybe you forgot your brain in your apartment when you left there this morning! This would explain a lot.”

“Here you come with your sassy words. You think you are so fucking smart when you say this kind of thing, don’t you?” Joe looked at me again “What about you use all this energy you have to think that to actually do something useful instead?” He asked, “What about you-“

Another bright light washed the driveway and my first instinct was to see what it was. I screamed “Joe!”, interrupting my boyfriend, as my heart raced, nevertheless it was too late, the other car was heading straight to us.

Joe tried to avoid the crash and threw the car out the road. The time slowed down and I heard the wheels making its loud shrill noise, felt my body getting flung against Joe.

We were getting upside down and I understood the car was flipping around. The side airbags explode, silly and useless; the safety belt pressed my lungs and one of my ribs cracked inside me. Something told me that it wasn’t the worst part of my future state.

I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t take Joe’s hand, it was crazy slow and crazy fast at the same. The broken glass surrounded me when we all hit the floor. We didn’t stop flipping and the car turned around again. And again.

That is when I open my eyes and my white ceiling starts to focus.

I am sweating as I never did, out of breath on my bed. I stare at the whiteness, terrified with my nightmare and waiting for myself to calm down. The dream didn’t make sense, still, the feeling of getting shot against death is scary enough for me.

I take my phone to check the clock and the alarm starts to ring just as my hand touches the device. Time to get going. I get up, my feet touch the floor that got cold throughout the night and go to my bathroom.

I need to work today, however, it’s Friday so it’s better than Monday. I shower, forgetting to put some music to play, my mind is fixed on that crazy nightmare.

The worst part is not the nightmare itself; it is the fact that, when I woke up, I didn’t have Joe by my side to say it was all good. And I am not 100% sure that this is a bad thing, because he was the one who trusted and broke all we had for some mysterious reason that I want to say that is the fact he isn’t ready for a real relationship, for putting himself out in the world, for me. I need to make me believe in that so I can put myself together.

           Part of my recovering is giving all of me to the company I work in, so I get none left when I come home at the end of the day and I can sleep my troubles away. Obviously I am going to find out another solution as my day passes by since my dreams are turning into nightmares, but for now, I get ready to work.

           The metro is busy as always is, you can’t ask anything different from London by morning, and I live here time enough to know that I need to be ready for this little everyday issue. I get to my office building just when I planned to.

           I say hi to all my colleagues from work and wish all the staff a good morning, none of them believing my wishes since I have a face that I passed a tough night. One of my friends from here works on the desk by my side and she even gets a “How you doing?” when I go to my place.

           And casually resting on my desk there is a huge flower arrangement. My eyes wide and it melts my heart for just one single second, just one because I know who sent the gorgeous flowers.

           I take the golden little card that came with my beautiful arrange, I read it and let the card fall on my desk. It says “downstairs”.

           I watch the elevator metal doors opening and ignore my racing heart. It is the second time today it races like that and it isn’t even half of the day. I instantly see an anxious Joe waiting for me.

           My ex spots me and starts walking towards my direction.

           “What do you want?” I ask him before he can open his mouth.

           He looks at me and I know what he is thinking What do you think I want sending flowers and showing up, love?, this is what he would say if we were still dating.

           “Y/N, please, let me just talk to you.” He begs.

           My nightmare wasn’t a big surprise for me, actually. I’ve been ignoring Joe’s calls for the past week. I don’t know what he wants me to say, considering he dumped me like I was no one special, cutting me out of his life in the blink of an eye and it was hard enough for me stitching myself without him calling me all the time.

           “I don’t want to hear you, Joe.” I shrug. “Most of all, you don’t want to hear what I got to say to you.”

           “Look, Y/N/N, I know I messed up, okay?” He passes his hands through his hair “But I am suffering the whole Hell since we broke up and I am not a guy who gets back with someone but right here, right now, I am telling you that I changed my mind, I was stupid and please…”

           “Joe, stop,” I tell.

           “No, you do not understand…”

           “No, Joe, you are the one who isn’t…”

           “Y/N, please…” Joe gets closer and my air vanishes, I forgot how blue his eyes were those months we were apart.

           “Joe…” I am the one who is begging now, his left hand holds my arm.

           “I just want to say that I love you, okay?”

           He says he loves me looking in my eyes, making my whole body shakes and he thinks I will let him make this moment longer, however, a sudden rage burst insides me and my cheeks turn red just as they did in my dream.

I push him “Let me remind you: this was what you wanted.” Just as he did with me, I stare his amazing eyes, steady, I am not bonding here. “You ended it.” And now, to my humiliation, I feel the tears bursting as my rage did. “You were all I wanted…” I tell him “But not like this…” I admit, my shoulders fall and I face the ground. It isn’t fair to me. “Not like this…” I wanted him back for so long and I wanted him to say those words even longer. He never told me that loved me when we dated, how can he just shot at me those three words like that? In the middle of this situation? “Not like this.” I feel Joe’s arms around me and I let him do that, all that is left of my voice is a whisper and this is how loud I finally say the words I need to: “All you had to was stay.”

Joe only understands only now what I’ve been trying to communicate. I am hurt, I am in pain, I love him so much, since the first time I met him. I also love myself and this is why I can’t ignore what he did.

“If you need me to stay, this is what I will do.” He promises, then he kisses my forehead “I’m sorry.” And walks away, giving me space to heal.

I go back to the office with a ruined mascara and a running nose. I walk to my desk, the co-workers that actually notice me, leave me alone, the others keep their lives happening as any other day. The only one who speaks to me is my friend from the desk by my side.

“What happened?” She asks.

I face my flowers and they make me smile a little.

“Nothing” I respond and I turn around to go to the bathroom fix my makeup, I have a long day ahead.

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Blind Pt. 3 -Imagine #6

I’m so so so so sorry that it took so long! But I’m back. And I finally finished my sixth imagine. I hope you enjoy the last part. Love, Kat. XX ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “They will be here any minute!” Britt shouted through the bathroom door where Y/N was fixing her hair. “Alright, I’m ready.” She yelled back and opened the door, to find Britt still standing in front of it. “Wow, you look fantastic, Y/N.” “You look stunning yourself, love.” They complimented each other. The boys as in Joe, Jack, Conor, Caspar and Josh were coming over for pre-drinks. Joe and Y/N figured it would be the best plan for the first night since they all were attending the influencers afterparty. She was nervous, her heart racing in her chest and her fingers fidgeting with everything they could grab. Britt sensed that. She could always tell when Y/N wasn’t her usual relaxed self. “It’ll be fine, Y/N.” She comforted her. “You already saw him and it wasn’t awkward, was it?” Y/N shook her head. “No, but…” She sighed. It was like stepping in a time machine and turning the time back to when Joe and her were still roommates in London. “I’m really scared.” She whispered suddenly feeling the urge to cry. Why was she like that? Couldn’t she for once be the best friend Joe deserved and not a best friend who were in love with him and fleeing on the other side of the world to forget that and then letting the feelings for him come back in just a blink of an eye? She was shit at being friends. “Hey, hey… don’t cry, calm down, love! Everything’s gonna be alright. I’ll promise you that.” Y/N just shrugged, unsure of what to say. “Just think of the date you’re gonna have tomorrow after VidCon. Think of him, okay? The things you’re feeling for Joe right now are just the echoes of your feelings you felt before. Right?” “Okay. Yeah. That seems legit.” “It’s gonna be fun.” Y/N really felt better. She even managed a half smile, although her heart still fluttered nervously in her chest. That was when the doorbell rang, announcing that the boys arrived at their flat. “I’m gonna answer the door and you’re making us a drink, alright?” It wasn’t a question as she already rushed to the front door. Y/N made her and Britt some pretty strong drinks, to calm her stupid heart and to get Britt in dancing mood. Not that she needed to get drunk for that. But Y/N wasn’t the only one drinking heavily that night. As the boys entered the apartment it became loud instantly. Y/N forgot how loud they were, when they were tipsy. “Well hello there, my lady.” Josh was the first who saw Y/N. “You look wonderful as always.” They hugged quickly. “Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself, Joshy.” He hated to be called Joshy but when he drank he actually quite enjoyed it. He smiled widely at Y/N. “Ugh, I missed you. Joe’s apartment is so freaking empty without you.” “What did you just say about my apartment?” There he was. Joe looked really really good in his ripped jeans and a bomber jacket. Y/N was almost star struck and suddenly she wasn’t so sure about the date tomorrow. Yes, he was very handsome and the both of them were getting along really well, but he never made her feel such things just from looking at him. For a few seconds Joe and Y/N were just looking at each other as if they both met for the first time. Something was different between them and they both felt that. “Well Suggy won’t you greet your beautiful best friend?” Jack laughed as he came in after Joe. “No, eh, yes. Yeah. Y/N, hey, you’re looking…” He trailed off still staring at her. “Stunning, wonderful, beautiful, really fucking pretty?” Offered Jack and hugged Y/N. That loosened the tension and Y/N hugged back tightly. “Thank you, Jack. Have a beer, have a drink, make yourself at home.” Y/N smiled thankful to be focusing on something that wasn’t Joe and his eyes. She herself grabbed her drink and drank quite a lot of it at once. Britt came in Caspar and Conor on each of her side. “Let’s get the party started!” She chanted as she grabbed her drink Y/N prepared for her and Conor and Caspar both hugged Y/N hello. Joe still hadn’t moved an inch. Y/N took another gulp from her drink and finally made her way to him. “Are you alright? You haven’t moved in about ten minutes.” Y/N opened the conversation. “No, yeah, everything’s alright… it’s just…” Joe trailed off, thinking about how beautiful Y/N was and how he never looked at her the way he looked at her tonight. “It’s just?” Y/N asked, looking at him curiously. “It’s just nothing. Where can I get a beer?” And if for a moment he could see disappointment in Y/N’s eyes it was surely just an illusion. “In the fridge.” She answered looking down at the cup in her hand. The pre-party was getting messy as the night went on. Everyone was getting really drunk they were spilling drinks everywhere, singing really loud and really bad to the music and dancing like there was no tomorrow. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about the afterparty of VidCon. Y/N was tipsy and things were getting out of hands. She was staring at Joe dancing with Jack and Conor and all she wanted to do was telling him that she was still and probably ever will be in love with him. “Hey. You alright? You’re looking like you gonna throw up at any second now.” Y/N shook her head. “No, I’m fine. Everything’s fine. Why wouldn’t it?” And as she tried to smile up at Josh who was asking her she felt a tear rolling down her cheek. “Oh shit, don’t cry. Please don’t cry.” He hugged her but that made it even worse. She held back a sob and pulled back from him. “It’s not your fault. It’s mine. I’m- just stupid. Sorry. I need a moment.” And with that she took a deep breath and yelled “Hey, who’s ready for that afterparty?” She was trying to get as many people as possible between Joe and her. But unfortunately the others weren’t on her side. Everyone was booing at her suggestion. “No, not yet.” “Nooo boriiing.” “I wanna dance to my music!” So no chance of getting away from Joe and the magnet that’s been pulling her towards him since they met again. “Can I talk to you for a second?” Joe startled her, ripping her away from the thoughts about him. She nodded. “Sure.” So she followed him out on the balcony. To her surprise Joe wasn’t nearly as drunk as she assumed from watching him dance. “Everything’s alright between us, isn’t it?” Y/N nodded unsure. “I thought so but now you’re worrying me.” Joe smiled down at her letting the moonlight sparkle in his eyes. Ugh, she was so whipped. And so screwed. “Yeah, no. I just thought I asked again, because you’ve been avoiding me this whole evening.” She sighed. “No, it’s nothing… it’s just… me trying to be your best friend.” “But you don’t have to try, Y/N. You’ll always be my best friend. Even if we’re thousands of miles apart.” “It’s not that.” At this point she didn’t even care. He had to know, that this friendship would always be ruined by her stupid heart. “It’s just not the same between us.” She prepared herself for her confession. “No, I know, Y/N. And that’s my fault. My fault for not realizing that all I ever wanted in a girlfriend was living with me the whole time. My fault for confusing love with friendship and my fault for letting you go. It’s my fucking fault, okay. And I know I had my chance and I didn’t use it and now you’re dating some other guy who’s bloody awesome, I just know he is. And you deserve that. You deserve to be happy. And in love. And …” “Joe. Shut up.” “No, it’s..” “Shut. UP. You’re rambling.” “I know. I’m.. an idiot.” Y/N smiled. She was all he ever wanted in a girlfriend? “Did you just… tell me you love me?” Joe’s eyes were brimmed with tears of frustration as she looked up to him. “I-… yes, I… I think so.” “You think so?” “Yeah.” “Alright, well, at least it wasn’t in a letter left on the kitchen counter while you’re already on the way removing yourself from my life. I have to give you that.” He grinned at that and she smiled back. “You’re beautiful, Y/N and it’s so cliché that I fell in love with my best friend and I was too blind to see that and it’s too late, but…” “Who said it is too late, Joe?” His jaw dropped. “I-I mean… it is too late, isn’t it?” She just shook her head and with another one of his pretty smiles he leaned in for their first kiss. And if they both saw fireworks in that moment, well… it made the cliché perfect.

[buttercreamlove]

Joe is me at a club 😂

[mrs-jack-maynard]

This photo shoot was a gift to mankind, can we please talk about how hot he looks?

[moonhowlerpack]

Imagination to Reality {Conor Maynard}

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Oh, there she goes again Every morning it's the same You walk on by my house I wanna call out your name I want to tell you how beautiful you are from where I'm standing

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Conor watched as you walked out your apartment, vlogging camera in one hand and the other preoccupied holding onto your keys. Turning around noticing Conor standing outside his door in nothing but a robe, “Hey good morning Conor you coming over to Joe’s party later on” You asked. You walked closer, the scent of your perfume overwhelmed his senses, Conor felt as if needed to step closer to you but he refrained himself.

“I-uh yeah I’ll see you there right?” Conor had to ask even though it was his best mates party, he wouldn’t enjoy himself if you weren’t there. You smiled sweetly “Of course I need some vlog footage anyways, so I’ll meet you there” You nodded your head and stepped back from Conor.

“I’ve got to get going, I’ll see you” You spoke before turning around and walked down the hallways towards the lifts. Conor watched as you walked away he wanted to call you out and ask if you would rather go with him than meeting him there. 

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You got me thinking what we could because 

I keep craving, craving, you don't know it but it's true

Can't get my mouth to say the words they want to say to you This is typical of love Can't wait anymore, I won't wait I need to tell you how I feel when I see us together forever

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Bumping into people who glared at him angrily for not apologizing Conor didn’t care all he wanted was to find you. Conor finally emerged into the kitchen to see you and Joe laughing together closely, he felt his body turn cold. Conor breathed out heavily watching you closely, you moved away slightly when Joe leaned in closer to you.

Conor smiled “HEY HEY CONOR” Jack yelled out to his brother, Conor turned around to see Jack stumbling towards him with Josh in tow. “Stop checking her out and go kiss her” Josh mumbled out before patting his back quite harshly. “Mate, I know for a fact she doesn’t like me and don’t try to tell me otherwise” Conor answered negatively Josh and Jack both rolled their eyes knowing damn well you loved Conor.

You finally turned around to see the boys observing the situation you were in. You laughed loudly seeing them in such a protective stance, you walked towards them “Boy’s no need to get protective Joe had ate an onion for the video we filmed together and tried to prove to me that his breath still smelled” You explained.

Conor immediately relaxed, feeling stupid that his best mate would try to hit on you, he shook his head to get rid of the dreadful thoughts. “Hey (Y/N) why don’t you go dance with Conor we’ll take care of Joe’s breath” Jack said his wing man instincts toke over pulling Josh with him to leave you no time to come up with a witty reply.

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We'll be everything I want us to be And from there, who knows, maybe this will be the night that we kiss for the first time Or is that just me and my imagination

We walk, we laugh, we spend our time walking by the ocean side Our hands are gently intertwined A feeling I just can't describe All this time we spent alone, thinking we could not belong to something so damn beautiful So damn beautiful

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Jack, Josh, and Joe stood watching as you grabbed Conor’s hand and took him to the music room in Joe’s home. “I have a feeling today’s going to be the day boys” Jack said “I just hope they don’t have sex in my house” Joe said quite loudly Josh and Jack gagged slightly “I know boys really nasty” Joe spoke yet once again. “No Joe it’s your breath Jesus Christ” Josh mumbled pinching his nose to block out the smell. 

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I keep craving, craving, you don't know it, but it's true Can't get my mouth to say the words they want to say to you.

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You sat there flabbergasted Conor looked at you nervously waiting for your reaction. “I know I couldn’t say it to you so I sang it to you instead unless you don’t like me at all and I should just get out of here or you do like me an-” You cut Conor off kissing him softly his hands gripped your waist pulling you closer to him.

“This feels better than my imagination” Conor whispered before kissing you again.

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GIFs DO NOT BELONG TO ME ALL CREDIT BELONGS TO THE OWNER

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[buttercream-squad-trash]

Ditched || Joe Sugg Imagine

Hey you guys! I’m back and at it again! ------------ The third time the waitress comes over to take my order and I decline I notice the many pairs of eyes on me.  My H/c hair falling in loose curls over my shoulders and back. My fingers toy with the hem of my lilac dress. I pull my phone out of my matching clutch, unlocking the screen and clicking open my messages app. I press my finger down on our message thread. 



Boyfriend <3: I’ll see you later.

 XO

I scoff and place my phone back into my purse and stand up from the table. 



“Are you okay, Ma’am?” A feminine voice asks with a hand placed on my shoulder. I shake my head ‘no’ and shrug off her hand and make my way towards the exit of the restaurant. 



“They don’t deserve you,” A soft voice says as I reach the door. I turn around to face the voice. My E/c eyes meet with those of the waitress. 



“He’s been working really hard,” is all I say before I walk away from her. 

Hours pass and I continue walking aimlessly through the streets of London. I allow my feet to carry me along the roads and before I know it I’m outside of Joe’s apartment and have begun the journey up to his place. 

Suddenly my phone starts buzzing and ‘I’ll Be’ by Edwin McCain starts to echo through the empty halls. I answer the call knowing that it was Joe. 



“Y/n? Baby, I’m so sorry,” He says as soon as my ears to the phone. I let out a choked sob. “I’m so sorry.” He says through the phone. I hear a loud bang on the other side of the line and realize that Joe has punched something. “It’s our one year anniversary. I love you so much.” 

I keep walking and stop outside his door, I press the buzzer and hear him curse over the phone. 

“Who the fuck is at my door at the hour?” He shouts over the phone. Me you idiot, your fucking girlfriend. 

The door opens and Joe’s demeanor changes. He looks awful, his hairs a mess and his clothes are wrinkled. My eyes meet with his blue orbs and his arms reach out to touch me. I move back before he reaches me. He growls in frustration, “Please just let me hold you.”

 

I shake my head no roughly, “I can’t.” Tears fall down my cheeks like water down the face of a cliff. “You left me there for hours, I walked around London for hours.” 



“Come inside,” He says opening the door wider. 



“Do you still love me?” I ask suddenly, our eyes still connected together. I watch as his eyes become swallowed with desperation. Desperation to touch me, to show me how much I mean to him, I knew that what I was doing was torturing him. 



“I love you so fucking much,” He says, his voice thick with determination. I launch myself forward and into his arms. He wraps them around me tightly, almost as if he’s afraid I’ll disappear. I bury my head into his neck, breathing in his cologne. “Happy one year my gorgeous girl.” 

Joe picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he moves us through his apartment, before finally placing me on his kitchen counter.



“You look so beautiful,” Joe says leaning away from me to assess my appearance. 



I let out a watery chuckle, “Mhm, my makeup is running down my face if it's there at all. My dress is wrinkled. I look like crap.” 



Joe looks taken aback for a moment before he says, “You are the most beautiful person on this earth.” He presses a kiss to my lips to shut me up. My arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer to me, my legs tangle themselves around his waist once again. We fit together like some kind of puzzle. My fingers run through the hair on the back of his head. One of Joe’s hands comes up to rest on my jaw as our mouths continue to move rhythmically against each other. This is the thing that we did best. Neither of us was good with words, we were better with showing each other how in love we are. 

Joe pulls away and continues to press kisses down my jaw, to just before my ear, “I love you.” He presses a kiss to just below my ear and down my neck. He stops and sucks, bites and kisses the same spot to create a hickey. I am his, he is mine. That's just the way we are. I moan loudly into his ear, to let him know I approve of what he’s doing. 



“I love you so much, Joseph.”

[littlepuddingsugg]

Drunk and Jealous**

Request: Y/N kisses another girl to make Joe jealous.

SMUT WARNING**

You let out a long breath as you stood in your wardrobe, searching for an outfit to wear out tonight. You weren’t too keen on going out tonight but after Joe insisted on going and you wanting to actually spend some time with him, you agreed. After minutes of staring, you finally chose a dress and threw it on.

“You look good.” Joe said from behind you as you sat touching up your makeup.

“Thanks.” you said looking up at him in the mirror.

“Don’t get too excited love.” He said sarcastically as he sat down on the bed.

“I just don’t see why we have to out, that’s all.” You repeated the sentence he’s heard all day long.

“Babe, we never go out…” He groaned laid back on the bed.

“What are you talking about? You went out last week.” You said digging through your makeup bag for some lipstick.

“I said we love. We never go out...as a couple. And don’t say we do because going to dinner isn’t going out.” He said before you could counter his statement.

“I just don’t see why we have to…” You mumbled as you pouted to apply your lipstick.

Joe sat up and walked over to you, watching your actions in the mirror in front of you.

“You don’t even wanna go out with me, you just want to hang out with the boys who are the ones who are going out.” You raised an eyebrow up at Joe.

“I haven’t seen Benji or Byron since Christmas love!” Joe said before leaning down to kiss your cheek, “Are you ready?”

“I suppose.” You said lazily as you shoved your makeup back into the bag.

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“I’ll have another.” You said to the barman setting your empty glass on the bar.

“Wow, I’ve never seen a girl down so many drinks so quickly before.” A voice said to the left of you.

“It’s needed.” You said glancing over at the girl who was sitting at the bar.

“Well in that case, it’s on me. And I’ll take another as well please.” She said to the barman with a smile. “I’m Natalie by the way.”

“Y/N.” You said pulling out the stool that was tucked under the bar.

“So, who’s the guys who making you need all these drinks?” Natalie laughed.

“My boyfriend. He dragged me out of the house because his mate from South Africa are in town and he couldn’t say no to a night out.” You told her, “He’s over there with them now, probably hasn’t even realized I left.”

“His loss really, you’re a pretty girl.” Natalie smiled.

“Thanks.” You said after talking a large sip of your drink. “Why are you sitting at the bar all alone?”

“Oh, I was here with my friend but she left with some guy. Thought I’d stick around a bit longer and see if I could get myself a free drink but it looks like you took that card.”

“Hey you offered!” You laughed, “But the next one's on me!”

“Oh no, it’s alright. This is my last one.”

“Another time then.” You smiled before the both of you took a sip of your drinks.

The two of you sat a talked until your drinks were nearly gone and you could start to hear your words slurring together.

“Alright, I think I need to stop,” You laughed pushing your drink away from you, “but…I don’t think I can go home yet.” You said glancing over at Joe and the rest of the boys.

You were right when you said you didn’t think he had noticed you were gone, the only one who seemed to have noticed was Oli as he gave you a quick wave before turning back to the boys.

“Which one is he?” Natalie asked as she followed your glance.

“The one in the leather jacket, never leaves the house without the bloody thing.” You said grabbing your drink and seeing it off.

“Well if you want to go home, I think I may have a way to make that happen.” Natalie said with a slight slur in her voice as well.

“And what’s that?” You asked looking at her.

“First we need him to look over here.” She said.

“Good luck with that.”

“What did you say his name was?”

“Joe.” You told her.

“Joe!!” Natalie shouted, giggling to herself after every head turned towards her direction, “Whoops. That was a little louder than I thought it was going to be but hey, it worked!” She said seeing Joe look towards your direction.

He gave you a quick smile, happy, you guess, that you found someone to pass the time with tonight.

“Right now what-” You started but were cut off by forceful hands that cupped your face and pulled your eyes away from your boyfriend. The next thing you knew, Natalie’s lips were smashing against yours.

You were slightly alarmed by the situation but didn’t pull away, instead you kissed her back. The kiss lasted a while longer, as your mind went a little fuzzing and you forgot what was happening for a moment. When you pulled away, Natalie was smiling before she gave you a wink and hopped off the stool.

“Don’t worry about that drink, have fun night.” She said before heading for the door.

You sat at the bar, confused as to what had just happened when you were startled by an arm on your shoulder.

“What the hell was that??” Joe asked.

“Um, I have no idea really. Can we go home now?” You asked him.

“Yes because I’m having very mixed feelings about my girlfriend making out with another girl.” Joe said pulling you off the stool and out of the bar.

Once outside, Joe quickly flagged down the first taxi he saw as you glanced back at the bar, seeing Natalie standing against the wall with a smirk on her face. You mouthed the words ‘Thank You’ to her before Joe guided you towards the taxi.

You had no recollection of the car ride home, all you remembered was the feeling of Joe’s lips on your the moment you settled into the taxi. That and the feeling of emptiness when Joe’s lips left yours as the car came to a halt outside his flat.

“C’mon love.” He said grabbing your hand.

You followed closely behind him to the elevators where his hands were all over you before the door had even close.

“Joe, you better hope there aren’t people on our floor waiting to get on the lift.” You said as his lips found your neck.

“You better hope love.” He said against you skin.

Luckily your floor was sound asleep as the lift doors opened. The two of you hurried across to the locked door, your hands feeling themselves under Joe’s tshirt as he fumbled with his keys.

“Hurry babe.” You whispered in his ear as your hands made their way further down his stomach.

Joe finally pushed the door open and quickly locked it behind you while the both of you quickly shredded the clothes from your bodies.

You giggled to yourself as you watched Joe struggle to keep his balance as he attempted to pull his jeans off over his shoes. When he finally got one pant leg off, you quickly made your way up the stairs in your underwear, ignoring your name he was calling as he watched you leave.

You ran your hands messily through your hair when you found yourself in the bedroom. You made your way to the bathroom, grabbing a makeup wipe and quickly wiping off the remnants of your lipstick when Joe finally made his way into the bedroom.

His hands instantly found your stomach while his lips kissed the space between your neck and shoulder, his harderend length that was no longer covered by with boxers poking against your bum.

“Good thinking love.” He said as he pushed your bra strap off your shoulder.

“Lipstick is a bitch to get out of white sheets.” You smirked before turning around to face him, your lips smashing together.

Joe’s hands moved to your back to unclasp your bra before helping you hop up on the countertop.

“Right here?” You asked against his lips.

“Just for round one love.” He said as he began kissing down your chest, your own hand reaching down to find his length.

You felt Joe’s hand move towards the fabric on your hips which you helped him get rid of. He lifted one of your legs up against the counter you were sat on before he gave himself a few pumps with his hands and lining himself up with your core.

Your head rolled back and you gripped his shoulders as he pushed himself into you and began thrusting quickly.

Joe steadied himself with his palms flat on the counter as you wrapped your legs around his torso, your heels digging into his lower back, pulling him closer into you.

“Fuck Joe!” You moaned out as you let your head fall onto his shoulder as you hugged him closer to you, leaving no space in between your heaving bodies.

“I didn’t know the sight of my girl kissing another could turn me on so much” Joe growled as he pushed his lips into yours.

“Natalie really knew what she was doing then.” You said with a moan as your head fell back again.

The pit in your stomach was settling in with each one of Joe’s thrusts and it was getting harder to hold everything in. You let out another low moan as you bit down on your lips and screwed your eyes shut. You slowly felt yourself tighten around Joe as he thrusted harder into you before pulling himself out.

“We’re not done yet love, we’re far from done” He growled as he ran two fingers up your wet slit causing you to moan again.

He moved his fingers to his mouth, licking ever bit of you off of them before pulling you down from the counter.

“It’s going to be a long night love. Teach you not to make me jealous out in public.” Joe said as he pushed you onto the bed.

“I wasn’t trying to make you jealous, I just wanted to go home.” You said innocently as he crawled on top of you.

“Mhmm. You thought I didn’t see you leave to go get another drink, a little annoyed that I was talking to the boys all night.” Joe said in between the kisses he left on your stomach, “I do notice you Y/N, even when you think I don’t. You’re actually always on my mind believe it or not.”

“Sure.” You said before you felt your breath catch in your throat as you felt Joe’s breath hovering over your core.

“I do love. That’s how I knew what you and your new friend were planning before you did, although I didn’t think you’d kiss her back. I was shocked needless to say, but it was hot.” Joe smiled as he spoke.

“I wasn’t trying to make you jealous but I’m kinda glad you did.” You said looking down at him.

Joe flashed you his signature grin before moving himself back to your core, where he lost himself the rest of the night.

[teartae]

happy birthday joseph!!

after 10 hours, i managed to finish this, it was a bit stressing not gonna lie, but this boy makes me so happy every single day and i’ll never be able to thank him enough xx

ps. also kinda a new style i’ve been gone for so long i had a lot of time to test new styles!!

[imagines-joesugg]

Joe Sugg imagine || Cheating prank. ||

Pre-quel to the break up prank. 

Anonymous said: 

Would you ever want to do like a prequel to the break up prank where like its the prank that joe does where he like pretends he's cheating lol

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~ Joe's POV ~

“Okay, I gotta do this quick because (Y/N) is coming round very, very soon.” Joe said in a rushed voice as he held his camera, he was shirtless and moving around his bedroom quickly. “Basically – I'm trying to prank her, she's very hard to prank as you guys know from my 'failing to prank my girlfriend' videos.” He yawned a little.

“I know this is really mean, but I'm basically going to prank her into thinking I've cheated.” Joe held up a finger to the camera, “please don't get mad at me, I know it's mean because she's an amazing person and I love her... But, I am a prankster!” Joe grinned.

“Ooh my big strong prankster.” A higher pitched voice came from out of camera view, Joe turned the camera quickly and Caspar stood wiggling his fingers in a wave, while he wore a long wavy brown wig. “Can I just say, can I JUST SAY!” Caspar interjected quickly. “(Y/N), when you watch this,  just know I was against this entire prank.” His face was very close up to the camera before.

“Yeah, sure Caspar – that's why you're in a wig...” Joe muttered, looking at the clock on the wall. “Alright, her bus should be due...” He set the camera down on his desk between his MacBook and some books, Caspar swan dove into Joe's bed, flopping around for a good minute in excitement before pulling the duvet over himself, facing the window, the brown hair of the wig was sticking out all over the place.

Joe was staring at him from the edge of the bed, just blinking before shaking his head. “I'm sorry babe, I love you!” Joe exclaimed before climbing into bed himself, turning the lamp off, he glanced up to the go-pro he positioned strategically and winked.

~ Your POV ~

Rubbing your eyes, you sat on the bus unsure of why seven o'clock in the morning really existed, headphones on trying to listen to some pump up music to be a little more alert but you really just couldn't wait to get to Joe's and crash for another couple hours.

The evening was coming back to haunt you, having gone out for a meal and some drinks with your girl friends, while Joe went out with his guy friends and did the same thing, however at 12:30 you threw in the towel and took your ass home to bed.

Reaching over you hit the stop button as the driver pulled away from the last stop and you stood up, thankful the bus wasn't too crowded as you waited by the back door, as it came to the stop you took your headphone out and let it rest under the neck of your sweater. “Thank you.” You called toward the driver, as you got off, the cool morning air hitting your face.

Slipping your hands into your pockets you headed up the street before taking a left onto the street Joe's and finding your keys, you unlocked the door and walked in. The place was silent and you figured both Joe and Caspar were still asleep with hangovers.

Quietly you took off your sneakers and took your bag off your shoulder, setting it on the counter as you headed downstairs.

~ Joe's POV ~

Perking up, Joe could hear the movement upstairs, “shh, shh!” Joe wanted to smack Caspar who was trying to contain some giggling by having his hand over his mouth, “I'm sorry this is cruel! ... But funny.” He said in a harsh whisper back at Joe. 

They both fell silent as the footsteps down the stairs became louder before stopping at the bottom, his heart raced as the door knob slowly turned.

~ Your POV ~

“Joe, I'm tired move over.” You said in a soft whisper as you opened the bedroom door, going to step in you stopped and stared over the bed.

The brown hair and another body made you freeze and you just stared while your mind proceed what you were seeing... You felt your chest tightening. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” You yelled, but it sounded like a whisper in your ears.

Joe turned around in the blankets quickly, “(Y/N)!” He said in shock, following your eye line to the figure beside him in bed. “It's not... It's not what he looks like honestly...” He scrambled to get up as you stepped back.

“Baby.” He said coming across the hardwood quickly but you stepped out of the room onto the downstairs, “I can't believe you! JOE!” You snapped, a sick feeling washing over you, unsure if you wanted to cry, scream, throw something or, all three.

“(Y/Nickname), baby, please – just listen to me... It was an accident...” Joe was pleading with you, following you up the stairs as you went up them backwards keeping your eyes on him. “An accident!? Why is she even here? Did you accidentally forget you had a girlfriend last night?” You snapped.

“What? No!” Joe exclaimed. “Did you accidentally trip and fall into her vagina?!” You were yelling and you could have cared less if the neighbouring apartments could hear you. Joe had stopped at the top of the stairs watching as you moved across the floor, grabbing your bag and throwing it on, a smile spread across his face and he tried not to laugh at your comment.

“Are you laughing? WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING!?” You had lost any volume or emotional control you had left. “You bastard!” You picked up the green and yellow sponge on the counter and threw it at him, but it was dry and light and landed a few inches from you.

“(Y/N)” Joe said again trying to approach you as you put your shoes on, “no, no – I don't wanna hear it, fuck you.” You said dangerously in a low voice. You kept blinking as the tears were starting, your face felt incredibly hot.

“Joe? Joe...?” A voice called from downstairs and you looked up. “Babe, babe!” Joe said seeing your entire expression change from hurt to serious. “Babe!” Joe caught you as you tried storming by him back to the stairs, he held onto you around your waist and you struggling with him.

“Was she worth it? I wanna see if she was worth it! What did she have bigger boobs?!” You snapped, still trying to pry his hands apart to let you go. “I mean, they are pretty great!” Came from downstairs and Caspar came into view, wearing boxers and one of your bras, stuffed with what looked like toilet tissue, he was leaning against the stair railing seductively, the wig still messy.

You stopped fighting against Joe and your knees went weak, your heart almost stopping, while the laughter of Caspar and Joe filled the apartment. “Are you joking?” You whispered as Joe let you go and you turned to look at him.

“GOT YOU!” Joe pointed at you with both his index fingers, an evil was glimmering around his blue eyes, as he laughed. “That wasn't funny.” You said seriously, slapping him in the arm rather hard as you glared at him.

“It was kinda funny.” Joe admitted, pulling you against him despite your protest, “I would never, I love you.” He kissed your forehead as you kept glaring. “I think we successfully pranked (Y/N)” Caspar said looking at a GoPro on the kitchen table after coming up the stairs.

“I hate you both.” You muttered. “Oh come on Caspar, thats my good bra, too!” You got a better look at it. “I think its very slimming.” Caspar put his hands on his sides and did a model like pose, winking at you. “I still hate you both, so much... My heart is racing!” You took Joes hand and placed it against your chest on the left. “You, you caused this!” You exclaimed.

“Oh... I'm sure I'll make it race again later on.” He whispered into your ear, before kissing just under it on your neck and you started to melt. “Don't do that, I'm mad at you.” You tried holding strong.

“We did it!” Joe was laughing again, holding onto your hand at he looked at the GoPro, “we pranked her.” He held your hand and his up victoriously.

“... ... I'm going back to bed.” You whispered. “You'll both suffer for this! You just wait!” You looked between then and nodded. “You threw a sponge at me!” Joe exclaimed and you narrowed your eyes. “Lucky I didn’t shove it up your ass.” You muttered, heading downstairs...

[taetomysoob]

DREAMS//COSMIC BY BAZZI// JOE SUGG SERIES

This is the first story of my series based on Bazzi’s debut album COSMIC (the story follows the order of the tracklist).There are 9 stories in the series since I combined some songs in order to have a decent storyline. There is no “Y/N” here because it isn’t an imagine, it’s a story made up with a character named Allison. I hope you enjoy this, let me know what you think xx

Joe pushed her body against the door as soon as they had stepped into the hotel room. He left soft kisses along her neck to her bare shoulder as he searched for the zipper of her dress, sliding it down her back.

He had dreamed of this before, and there he was, with the girl of his dreams. It had been a few months since they had separated but Joe had been courageous enough to find her again and finally admit his true feelings. Both of them knew there was love between them and neither of them understood how to handle it. But now, Allison was in his arms and his heartbeat kept increasing. It was real this time and Joe hadn't felt this good in a long time.

Allison let out a moan as Joe sucked on her neck, leaving a mark on her skin. His fingers traced along her back as he let the dress slide to the floor. “You sure can't keep your hands to yourself.” Allison whispered in his ear, a smirk appearing on her face. Joe looked up to meet her eyes and grinned, “Shut up.” The both exchanged a small laugh before their lips met again. Joe stepped back, leading her towards the bed as he fell down on top of her, never breaking contact with her. He stopped to pull off his shirt and threw it into the room, hurrying to kiss her again.

For a moment, Joe remembered the dream from a few nights ago. Her bright shinning eyes were looking up to him with her soft lips and bittersweet smile. That's he knew he wanted to see her, he needed to see her. He wasn't sure of what all of this meant but he needed her. He knew Allison was more than a dream for him and he was so glad to finally be here with his hands all upon her.

Joe had been distant with her for a while, pretending that his heart was now cold ice but then the dreams had started and changed everything. He felt like someone new, someone who isn't afraid to admit he was in love. He couldn't even explain the feelings she gave him, it was too strong and confusing but he had finally figured it out. To him, they were unstoppable. His whole body tingled as she passed her hand through his hair, he had been craving her touch. Joe andAllison suddenly jumped at the sound of his phone. He groaned and opened his eyes.

Joe blinked a few times before looking around him, feeling breathless. There was no sign of Allison. She was gone. Joe felt his heart shatter as he lifted himself up, searching around the room. Had she left him for good? As his eyes darted over the room, he noticed how in place everything was. Despite the fact that they had been all over each other only seconds ago. But that's when it hit him.

He let his body fall back onto the bed, eyes locked to the ceiling. Eveything felt so real but when he realized that it wasn't, his heart broke a little and he was now there catching his breath. He knew he wasn't brave enough to admit his love for her, he was too proud for that.

He reached for his phone and opened his old conversations with Allison. Without hesitation, he typed a message on the screen and pressed the send button.

“I had a dream about you last night.”

[iwritetrashimagines]

Best Friend’s Brother - Joe Sugg

Rating: FLUFF

Warnings: None really

Request: an imagine where you’re best friends with Zoe and she introduces you to Joe because he thinks you’re cute. some celebrity crush kinda stuff.

A/N: requests are open

[outfit: https://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=2857073&.svc=copypaste-and&id=222370252 ]

[Joe]

Zoe holds a shirt against my chest, another in her other hand as she compares the two. I’m standing topless in the middle of my own bedroom as my older sister tries to figure out how she wants to dress me. She asked me to lunch today and said there was some surprise, but she’s left me clueless as of what the surprise could be.

“Will you at least give me a bloody idea? As lovely as this is, I feel like a child. I know how to dress.” I speak, running my fingers through my hair as Zoe starts going through a pile of clothes she’s already pulled out. “And you’d better be putting all this up, you’re trashing my room.”

“Calm down, I’m getting you a girlfriend.” She throws a top at me. “Wear that one.”

I sigh and pull the shirt over my head. “What are you on about?”

“You made a comment about how you thought (Y/N) was quite fit. Luckily for you, you have a wonderful sister like me to put in a good word. We got together not too long ago for a video for her channel and I asked her what she thought of you. ‘Course the girl got a little pink in the face, she said you were cute.”

Zoe winked at me as my face heated up slightly. I’d only seen the girl a few times, but I knew she was great. She was gorgeous, her smile could light up any room, and her sense of humor was something out of my dreams. The last time I'd seen her was at Playlist, but she announced that she'd be moving to London. Now, we live in the same city and I've been too nervous to hit her up. She's been a youtuber about as long as I have and she's quite successful. I've been working up the nerve to ask her to collab with me, but I guess Zoe playing matchmaker works too.

“Okay, you're going to meet her at that cute little cafe a block away in 20 minutes. Don't be on your phone, keep the conversation alive, and flirt with the girl! She likes you, show that you like her.” Zoe threw a pair of shoes at me before looking me over, making sure that I was Zoe-approved for my surprise date. As I put my shoes on Zoe walks out of my bedroom. “Thank me later!” She yells before I hear my front door close.

[Y/N]

I run my fingers through my hair nervously. I finish getting ready when I hear my phone ring. Checking it, I see that it's Zoella wanting to facetime me.

I answer. I hear the excitement in her voice when she replies and the smile she's wearing covers her face cheek-to-cheek.

“I just left Joe’s house. He’ll be there in about 20 minutes. Show me the outfit.”

I stand in front of the mirror in my bedroom and show her my look for today. “Zoe, you picked this out. Why do you want to see it?” I hear her giggle before she answers.

“I just wanted to see the finished product. I love it! I'm gonna let you go, go woo my brother. Actually, I'm going to forget that those words came out of my mouth, but go have fun!” With that, she hung up. I grabbed my phone and headed out the door.

I make it to the cafe within minutes and I take a seat by a window looking out on London. Zoe said that Joe would be here in the next few minutes, so I might as well take a seat. I check my phone to see a text from Zoe. 

“Good luck with the date, call me when you get home. I want all the details.💖”

I heard the bell above the door ding, causing my curiosity to peak. There he was. Joe Sugg himself, walking into this little cafe in search of me. Our eyes met and I sent him a smile. His face lit up as he made his way to where I was sitting.

“(Y/N), is this seat taken?” He asked with a cheeky smile.

“Not currently. Take a seat.” With that said, Joe sat down. He looked at me for a moment before opening his mouth. Like he wants to say something, but he can't find the words. Instead of saying something, he stuck his hand across the table. Laughing a little, I shook his hand.

“You look wonderful.”

“As do you Joe, you clean up nicely.”

“Thank you. Have you ordered yet?”

“I haven't. I've only been here a few minutes, actually.” The smile on his face was enough for me. His light hair was perfectly tousled and his eyes were brighter than the sun. He nodded his head towards the counter as he stood up.

“Alright. What do you want? I’ll go order.”

I watched him walk away after I answered. Joseph Sugg is unbelievably attractive, even when he's walking away. He was wearing his glasses, which only made him more attractive. How one can be so perfect was something I don't know. As Joe spoke to the woman behind the counter, I watched as his jaw moved with every word that left his mouth. I watched how his arms looked as he pulled his wallet out to pay. I watched as he thanked her when she handed him the drinks. I turned away as he faced me, hoping he hadn't noticed how I stared.

“Here we go.” he spoke, placing the cup in front of me before sitting down. I placed my hands on the warm cup, hoping that it would keep me from grabbing a hold of his, which happened to look very holdable.

“Thank you.” I sent him a smile, which he returned.

I worried that this would be awkward, but it was far from it. I realized fairly quickly that it was impossible to be awkward with Joe. The boy in front of me dropped the ‘first impression’ nerves and became everything you'd expect him to be as soon as he sat back down. I found myself laughing at joke after joke, and just loving being in his company. The obvious icebreakers like youtube weren't necessary. By the time we were getting ready to leave, we were deep in conversation and 10 minutes till closing.

“Wait, how many impressions can you do?” I laughed. If there was anything considered most attractive about Joe, it would be his humor.

As our laughter quieted and we stood outside the cafe, I found Joe looking at me, only a small smile on his face as I wiped away the small tear falling down my cheek.

“You know, you're gorgeous.”

It was almost as if he didn't want me to hear it his voice was so light. I felt my face heat up slightly and hoped he couldn't notice.

“Thank you.” I smiled softly. The sun was getting ready to set, but I didn't want to leave him just yet. The skies were clear, so what was left of the sun shone around him, highlighting his face.

“When Zoe told me about this, she waited until last minute to tell me it was a date. I'd like to think that this went very well.” As he said this, he grabbed my hand, just enough to intertwine our fingers.

“I think it did.” I promise you that no matter how hard I smiled, it still wouldn't be enough to show how happy I was in this moment. Before today, I'd only seen Joe a handful of times. An Upload event a while back. A music festival we both went to. Maybe a party or two. Before today, I didn't know him.

We stood there in silence for a few moments, just looking at each other with the biggest smiles on our faces that we could muster.

“May I walk you home?” He broke the silence, and the question almost sounded shy. His cheeks grew the slightest pink tint. I nodded my head and turned from the cafe, pulling him in the right direction. In the short walk back to my flat, I kept feeling like I didn't want to ever make it back. Conversation kept flowing as we timidly flirted, seeing how far we could go. Then, suddenly we were standing in front of my door. Joe and I took a second to exchange numbers, each of us secretly hoping that this would go on. We stood outside my door for 15 minutes. I wondered what would happen. How would he leave me tonight? I got my answer when Joe's phone rang.

“It's Zoe.” He chuckled before rejecting the call and placing the phone back in his pocket. “I guess I need to head home. I didn't realize how long I've kept you to myself.” He winked at me, and it was easily the highlight of my night. Or, I thought it was, until he was leaving. He stopped about 10 steps away from me before turning around. Suddenly, he was back in front of me, his warm hand pressed against my cheek.

“Can I kiss you?” His breath was warm and smelled of mint, despite the tea he'd drank earlier. All I could do was nod. The close proximity we were in was intoxicating. I wanted to be this close to him forever. Then his soft lips were on mine and all thoughts left my mind. Fairy tales and romance novels don't prepare you for what I felt. They felt sparks or fireworks. I felt happiness beyond comparison. It was over as quickly as it began, and I felt myself missing it.

“I'll call you?” It sounded like he was asking me for permission, so I nodded my head. I couldn't wait to do this again, but I tried to hide my excitement. He kissed me once more before leaving. As I entered my apartment I felt my phone buzz. When I checked it, I could see that it was a text from Zoe.

“So, did you woo him?���”