#zvship

[ritebeforeyoureyes]

Proposal

This was requested by a lovely anon and who actually made a bad day, a lot less stressful. Thank you, whoever you are, and I hope this is what you wanted when you sent in your request x 

Proposal 

Zendaya didn’t know where she was; the letter Val had left her had only specified some cryptic instructions.

‘Get in your car and follow the directions programmed into your GPS. Love you, Val.’

Oddly, Zendaya seemed to recognise the streets that she passed but she couldn’t pinpoint where exactly she was. Darkness had settled over the streets of Los Angeles and the further she drove, the more the streets seemed to blur together.

According to her GPS, her destination was to her left. Zendaya rose out of her car, her hand instinctively resting upon her bump. She paused to adoringly circle her protruding stomach with her hand before proceeding towards the door of the home. Her baby girl kicked in response to her mother’s attention and Zendaya couldn’t help but let her body explode with this immense feeling of love. She had just surpassed her seven-month date and she was ecstatic to finally hold her baby, their daughter, in her arms. If it were possible, the smile on Zendaya’s lips stretched wider as she took in the sight of the place she was walking up to. It was a suburban home; cute and quiet. A white picket fence circled the property, caging in foliage in all hues of green. A few fairy lights dotted the bushes, igniting the feel of magic in the peacefully still location.

There was another letter tapped to the front door.

‘Use the key in this envelope to let yourself in. Follow the path directed’  

Zendaya’s mind was curious as to what Val was up to and she eagerly opened the door. The first thing that hit her was the smell. Earlier on in her pregnancy, any sort of pungent smell was enough to get her on her knees beside a toilet. However, as the baby progressed, Zendaya’s morning sickness became less frequent. Now, Zendaya had a certain appreciation for the smell of cinnamon flavoured candles and fresh flowers; stems forming the outlines of a path. An excitement coiled deep within her and she didn’t even have time to register the things around her. Her eyes were fixated on her feet as she followed the winding path to patio doors – another letter.

‘Do you know what today is?’

As Zendaya read the letter, Val’s deep voice reiterated what it said. His voice was husky and she jumped slightly, startled by his sudden presence. Her eyes travelled upwards leisurely, taking in the glorious sight of him. He looked impeccable; a shirt, pants, boat shoes, preened hair. Once her hazel eyes paused on his face, she admired that lop-sided smirk that was prevalent across his features. “Do you?” A pause. “Know what today is?”

“Fri .. day?” Zendaya chuckled dryly, her legs instinctively moving towards where Val was stood. It was like a magnetic pull, she could never get enough of him.

“No,” Val had a laugh of his own, his lips pressing gently against Zendaya’s in the most intimate of gestures. “Our anniversary.” Val whispered in her ear, his breathe blowing at short wisps of her hair.

“I think you’re delusional.” Zendaya smacked him on the chest playfully. She had had bouts of pregnancy brain but she was aware enough to know that her and Val’s anniversary was Christmas Eve. They had finally – finally - confessed their feelings to one another after two years of ‘what ifs’ and ‘maybes’ and that was six years ago.

“No, no.” Val grasped Zendaya’s hands within his own as he took a small step backwards. The step allowed him to look at her more; deeply, lovingly. She was perfection, she nailed it every time. Today she stood before him looking just as beautiful as she had years ago, in this exact same spot. “It’s been eight years since you waltzed into my life, literally. Eight perfect years.” Val’s eyes fluttered closed as he reminisced on his time with his Z. She had changed his world. She had picked it up and thrown him into this whirlwind and he had been exceptionally grateful. She made him happy. She made him a friend, a lover … a father. “I met you here, in this very spot.”

“What?” Zendaya stuttered, looking about, her surroundings unfamiliar.

“The dance studio where we met got knocked down a few years back.” Val explained, his eyes glazing over with something unexpected. “They built houses in its place. This one was built over our studio, the studio where I fell in love with you.”

“Val-“ The tears sprung to her eyes instantaneously. Zendaya was lost for words. Her mouth opened and closed yet nothing came out. She couldn’t believe that Val had pulled something like this off. The notion was so unbelievably romantic, her heart surged straight into her rib cage.

“This particular studio meant a lot to me.” Val explained, his thumb tracing small circles onto the back of her hand, the tingles arising between the both of them. “It let me do the thing I loved beside the woman that I loved and that, in my mind, was priceless.” Val leaned in to peck Zendaya’s cheek before he pulled something out of his pocket – keys, house keys. “Now, this spot is going to house the family that I love.”

“Val.” Zendaya’s tone was laced with warning, urging him not to mess with her. He couldn’t have bought this house, right? “You didn’t.” Val simply handed her the keys as an answer. But, there was more attached to the set of keys … much, much more. “Val.” Now Zendaya’s tears were full-fledged. There were streams running down her face and Val couldn’t help but let his face brighten.

“Zendaya Maree Coleman,” Zendaya couldn’t see much with the briny water blocking her vision but at this stage, Val was on one knee. The smile was impossible to get of his face. “Marry me?” It was barely a whisper and Zendaya hiccupped. The set of keys had a silver ring attached to it. A key that was all too familiar to both Zendaya and Val – Larissa Chmerkovskiy’s engagement ring. “Make me the happiest man on the planet and marry me.”  

Zendaya wasn’t sure if she was in the right state of mind to say any words and so she did the only thing that she could think of – she grabbed at Val’s face and kissed him, hard. Their lips moved against each other’s feverishly with a passion that was benign. Hands skimmed past arms, biceps, hips, hair … the two couldn’t stop touching one another. “Is that a yes?“ Val muttered the words against her mouth, their breathes and heartbeats simulatenously frantic as they pulled away to catch some air.

“Yes.”

[summerlove13me]

I want to write a tear jerker

It's going to be based on my all time favourite book and movie! Ya'll have been warned....

[valdayalove]

The "Big Bro/Lil Sis" Situation from a personal experience

So I know lately (and always) Zendaya has reinforced that her and Val are like brother and sister, seemingly in attempt to shut down any potential romantic speculation. But I want to reassure you all, from my own personal experience, I know for a fact that the the non-blood related "bro/sis" relationship can get real complicated. 

My parents have two daughters (me and my sister) and their best friends have three sons. We have all known each other since we were babies and have grown up together. I consider them like my brothers. The youngest one, I am closest in age to but he is still 2 years younger than me (not quite 10 years younger, but the age gap remains.) I always referred to him as my "little brother" and told everyone he was like my lil bro and he considered me a sister.

Recently, as we've gotten older, (I'm 24 now and he's 22) things have started getting really weird! No longer do we seem to consider each other like siblings..but now we are flirty and there's definitely tension. I won't go into specifics but it's definitely there. And I realized a couple months ago that I'm in love with him. He has a girlfriend so I haven't told him and I'm not sure if I ever will but maybe someday...

MY POINT IS - - Zendaya and Val can fool themselves into believing there is nothing there and that it's strictly a bro/sis relationship but the fact is that a connection is a connection and their chemistry is real. It will eventually catch up with them where one of them or both of them realizes that they have real romantic feelings for each other (maybe it already has). Regardless of how many times she or he tries to put that sibling label on there...it won't stop the feelings from rising to the surface eventually. 

Just some food for thought <3 love you all 

[valdaya-is-love]

Forever and Always: One Shot

Hello lovely Valdaya family. This is just a quick one-shot based on the Sway after party videos (especially the blonde girl grinding all over Val) and little things in the videos that created an idea in my head. I hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think xx

---------------------- Zendaya’s POV It was fun at first. Dancing around with everyone involved with Sway. I had to admit that I was tired, but Val was so happy and he begged me to stay a while longer. I was moving to the beat with Val at my side when a few women from the crowd joined in the circle. I laughed along with the others as Val danced with the first lady. I could hardly recognise the people standing next to me, but I defiantly recognised him. The lights bounced off of him as people took pictures and videos.

[lovemaxcake]

just thought I should share my view of Valdaya.

I think they are amazing together, and there dynamic is something you don't see often.  I mean who calls someone there brother and then like a photo of him shirtless in a semi/sexual picture.

I ship them as close friends, and even romantically. But most of all I ship them as two entities who are forever cosmically linked for ever.  I support them together and apart.

[ritebeforeyoureyes]

I Want You, I Need You

I am loving the opportunity to keep writing. I am also taking requests on which multi-chapter fic I should continue; Ransom or Favourite Star Season so, let me know if you have a preference.

This smutty Sunday piece was requested by pink7184. I hope you like it.

I Want You, I Need You

"Why are we having this argument right now?" Zendaya was yelling, her arms raised above her head in exasperation.

"We aren't arguing, we're meant to be having a conversation - like adults!" Zendaya hated that word - adults. The age gap between her and Val was one that made her feel insecure, even after years of dating. She was a legal adult who lived independently and yet in moments like these, she always felt like a child. Val didn't mean it, but whenever he was angry, he felt it was necessary to highlight just how old Zendaya was. It was all most a way to belittle her when things weren't going his way.

"I'm sorry I'm not as mature as you, Val." Zendaya snorted with a tinge of bitterness to her voice. "But, right now, we are having an argument, a pointless one at that."

"Pointless?" Val scoffed in response. He was now pacing the length of her living room, his legs taking large strides within the confined space. "You're asking me to sit there and watch whilst another guy fondles you in public and you think this is pointless?"

Val and Zendaya's heated exchange had originated with her Spider-Man: Homecoming 2 contract. As stated in her contract, Zendaya was legally obliged to do whatever her publicist asked of her and in this case, it was a publicity stunt that starred Tom Holland. The aim of the game was to utilise Tom and Zendaya's friendship to boost the hype surrounding the sequel that was quickly approaching its release date. Fans were intrigued to know about Tom and Zendaya's relationship which meant they were seemingly interested to see how their characters' romantic plot panned out in the highly anticipated movie. For sales, the idea was utter genius but for Val, it meant he couldn’t do or say anything as his secret girlfriend paraded around with another man on her arm.

"We are just hanging out! It's the same as the last movie. We just do some of the press releases together, pose for so much pictures - that's it!" Zendaya didn't understand why Val was getting so jealous. In fact, Zendaya thought his overreaction was preposterous. She didn't object to when he had to dance up close and personal with his ex-girlfriends. She sat in the audience and watched him rumba like the proud girlfriend she was. She didn't understand why he couldn't do the same for her.

"That's not it-" Before Val could begin to list all that was wrong with Zendaya's contracted obligation, a knock came at the door. The two suddenly went quiet before automatically turning towards the grandad clock that hung in Zendaya's living room. It was approaching 11pm and neither of them were expecting any visitors, especially at this hour. Zendaya got up off her spot on the couch and stalked towards the door, her eyes scanning past the security camera feed as she did. Within seconds, Zendaya's frown was turned upside down; the smile stretching across her lips as she pulled open her front door.

"Bella!" Zendaya hadn't seen the familiar redhead in months and her unexpected arrival was bittersweet. Zendaya desperately wanted to continue her heated debate with Val but she also wanted to relish in the presence of one of her dearest friends. "This is a surprise. How are you?"

"Hey, Z." Bella went in for a hug and the two met in the middle, their arms curling around each other instinctively. “Sorry for stopping by so suddenly but there are road closures up ahead and the storms are meant to come in tonight.” Zendaya nodded knowingly. It was the reason why Val was staying with Zendaya tonight. The two were meant to spend the following day together after Val had gotten some well-deserved rest. He had been in extensive rehearsals approaching the new season of Dancing with The Stars and truth be told, his partner wasn’t much of a dancer. Hence why Val had decided that a full night’s sleep would leave him refreshed and ready to spend time with his girl. However, weather reports had claimed the approach of the storm of the century and Val didn’t want to be stranded, without Zendaya, on his only day off. “Is it okay for me to crash here tonight?”

“Of course, it is, you goof.” Zendaya pulled open the door, inviting Bella inside her home.

“Oh, hey Val!” Bella’s eyes bulged open, mentally slapping herself. She knew Zendaya and Val were in a relationship and it hadn’t even crossed her mind that Zendaya would have company. “I’m sorry if I’m interrupting anything.” Bella cringed awkwardly, her hands ushering between the two.  

“Hey, Bella! Don’t be silly, you’re welcome to spend time with us whenever you want!” Val smiled courteously even though a nagging part of him wanted to say, ‘Yes, you are interrupting. Leave.’  He liked Bella, he really did, but she couldn’t have had worse timing. Val’s jealousy was bubbling within him aggressively, the idea of Zendaya being so comfortable with another man wasn’t sitting right with him. Val needed to talk this out with Zendaya and he needed to do it soon.

“If you guys don’t mind, is it okay for me to just head straight to bed?” Bella didn’t want to be a third wheel and honestly, Zendaya was doing her a massive favour by letting her stay; she didn’t want to impose any more than she already was.

“Aw, B,” Zendaya closed the door behind her and turned all her attention to Bella rather than grouchy old Val in the corner. “Hang with us! We can watch a movie or something.”  

“No, no, honestly, I am exhausted!” Bella faked a yawn and Zendaya just chuckled at her. She knew Bella well enough to know that she was purposefully trying to give Zendaya and Val their alone time. “I’m just going to call Matt and get some sleep.” Matt, or Blackbear as he was known to most, was Bella’s current boyfriend and just like Val and Zendaya, the two were pros at living out their long-distance relationship.

“You know where the spare bedroom is, right?” The question was more rhetorical, Bella had been over at Zendaya’s place plenty of times; it was practically a second home to her. “You head up and I’ll bring you blankets and … some tea?” An excited nod was given at the mention of tea. Zendaya wasn’t a whizz in the kitchen but one thing she could do right was tea. Bella made her way up the stairs and Zendaya brushed past Val in order to make Bella’s tea. Zendaya was looking at her feet as she walked past him and Val, he was staring directly at her. His hand caught her wrist as she stepped through the doorway and into the kitchen, halting her movements drastically.

“We have to talk about this.” Despite holding her temporarily captive, Val’s touch was gentle. His thumb was tracing light patterns into Zendaya’s skin making unintentional shivers run through her.

“Val,” Zendaya warned with a whisper. She didn’t want to do this in front Bella. She knew they’d start having a normal discussion that would lead back to what Bella had walked in on – a heated, and rather loud, argument. “Not now.”

“Yes, now.” Val was whispering also but his tone was still firm, authoritative. He was a Russian man with hot blood, there was no way he was going to downplay his girlfriend’s current situation. “I go back to work tomorrow and what, you’re free to go on all these dates with Tom? That’s not okay with me.”

“I am not going on dates, Val!” Zendaya felt like she was going in circles just constantly repeating herself. She didn’t know what to say or do for Val to believe her – to trust her. “I am just hanging out with a friend.”

“A friend who has feelings for you.” Zendaya was about to intervene but Val held his hand up, quietening her within seconds. “And don’t try to tell me he doesn’t having feelings. I see the way he looks at you, acts around you.” Val didn’t like to acknowledge the fact that Tom adored Zendaya. The boy couldn’t keep the smile off his face whenever in her presence and Val couldn’t blame him. “I know because it’s the way I look at you.” Zendaya was perfect; her looks, her kindness, her talent. Zendaya was the whole package, hence why Val felt so threatened. He didn’t like the idea of losing her. Zendaya was the only girl Val had ever fell so wholly in love with. The thought of her not being in his life wasn’t just heart-breaking, it was earth-shattering.

“Val, can we not talk about this now, please.” Zendaya shook her hand out of his hold and continued to make Bella’s tea. From the corner of her eye, she saw Val leave the room and she let out an audible sigh. She hated fighting with him. But, for now, Zendaya needed to distract herself with the hospitable arrival of Bella – she could talk to Val later. Zendaya prepped some jasmine tea on a tray full of snacks and made her way upstairs, a fluffy blanket tucked neatly under her arm. Zendaya paused outside Bella’s door, placing the tray on the floor before reaching over to knock.

However, Zendaya’s arm paused as she heard a soft moan come from inside.

“I miss you so much, Matty.” Bella’s voice was raspy and seductive and Zendaya simply stood frozen in her spot. She didn’t know why but her legs just wouldn’t let her move. A sense of curiosity was ignited within her and she stopped to listen. “I wish you were here, I wish you were the one touching me, playing with me.” There was a light lag in conversation, presumably where Blackbear responded to Bella on the phone and Zendaya felt a sensation bubble within the pits of her stomach. “Are you playing with yourself, huh? Thinking about me here … by myself.” Listening to Bella was turning an already angsty Zendaya on. She could hear Bella’s fumbling on the mattress accompanied by her moans and Zendaya had to try holding in one of her own.  With Val’s crazy rehearsal schedule and her Spiderman promotion tour, the couple spending time together was a rarity. With this entailed a prolonged period of no sex. And truth be told, she missed him … she missed him like crazy. She missed the movement of his hips, the throaty whispers into her ear, his rough yet simulatenously soft touch.

As if she had been zapped by a sudden force, Zendaya snapped out of her turned on haze, dropping Bella’s blanket beside the tray of food. She speedily made her way to her own bedroom, knowing that was where Val had made his way to earlier. She spotted him instantly, he was stood in front of the TV, his fingers fussing at the buttons on top.

“Stupid remote.” Val was mumbling to himself, his anger seemingly being taken out on the TV and its inability to function how he wanted it to. He was so focused on trying to get the TV to work that he hadn’t noticed Zendaya walk into the room. With her hormones still running a rage, Zendaya made her way to Val, her knees dropping before him. Val looked down at her suddenly, his eyes looking down at her widened doe ones. “Babe,” Val said, the uncertainty evident in his voice. “What are you doing?”

“I don’t want to fight anymore.” Zendaya played with the buckle of his trousers, desperately trying to get them undone. She grabbed at his length through his trousers and Val took a step back. He knew that sex wasn’t the answer to their problem; a discussion was. He placed his hands against her shoulders, forcing her up and back onto her feet again. A look of sadness – and rejection - floated across Zendaya’s features and Val tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. He let his hand travel leisurely down her face before he spoke.

“I want you-“ Val didn’t want Zendaya to think that he was rejecting her because the idea of her dropping to her knees and taking him was the hottest thing he had seen, ever. He adored her, in every sense of the matter and he wanted her to know that – fight or no fight. “But-“

“No buts, Val.” Zendaya pressed her chest against his tightly, their body heat intermingling. “I want you, no, I need you, right now.” And as she spoke Val knew he was putty in her hands. Her simple sentence of reassurance and the glazed over look in her eyes was enough of an indicator for Val to know that she was his. Regardless of Tom’s affection towards Zendaya, at the end of the night, she got into bed with Val. She told him she loved him, she made love to him and that was all that mattered.

Val’s hand progressed from Zendaya’s face down her body in admiration; her arm, to her breasts, her hips and then her thigh. Zendaya sucked in a breath as his fingers traced the smooth skin. His fingers inched closer and closer to her inner thigh, excusing her panties and finding their way inside her. Zendaya gasped, her eyes fluttering shut. “Val…” The sound of his name on her lips was ecstasy and enough to make Val move faster. He moved his fingers at an increased pace, his neck falling into the crook of her neck.

“I’m sorry, baby.” Val peppered kisses to her neck as she spoke. “I didn’t mean to get angry … I just I want to be the only man on earth who gets to adore you.” He was muttering into her neck whilst his fingers steadily moved in and out of her. Zendaya opened her mouth to respond but no words came out. She was gaping, like a fish out of water, the moans just ascending from the back of her throat. “I want to be the only man who gets to touch you, feel you.”

“You …” Zendaya’s moans were louder, her eyes still glued shut. She was captivated by Val’s touch: the way his stubble rubbed against her skin, the way his free hand cupped her hip. Zendaya knew she couldn’t use her voice to tell Val that he was only man for her so, she decided to use her body instead. She grabbed his face with her hands and pressed her lips against his, kissing him with a pent-up hunger. Her claw like fingernails pulled at his shirt, tugging it up and over his head in seconds. Then came her pleasurable torture. She scratched and tugged at his toned body, her whimpers soon drowning against his lips. Their mouths were pressed together tightly, both fighting for dominance. But as time passed and breathing became harder, Zendaya gave in. Val parted her lips with his tongue before tasting her mouth fully as she fell apart around his fingers. “Val!”

As Zendaya came down from her orgasm, they separated to catch their breath. Zendaya and Val took the opportunity to discard of all their clothing. The process was messy and clumsy; a depiction of how urgently they wanted one another.  Zendaya pushed Val back against the bed as soon as they were naked, her eyes devouring him before she inched up his body. She rubbed her fingers up and down his thighs teasingly, his body clearly tightening with the amount of tension he was currently experiencing.

“Don’t tease me, not right now.” Val grabbed at Zendaya’s hair, pulling her up his body. She smirked against his pouted lips before slowly straddling him, her body engulfing him fully. “Fuck.” The hiss left Val’s mouth in pleasure. He had missed this, being this close to her. They’d been apart for so long he had forgotten how good she felt.

Zendaya placed her hands flat against his chiselled chest as she began to rhythmically rock backwards and forwards. Val’s hands freely travelled her body; her arms, her stomach, her thighs, her perky little breasts. He gripped her firmly, massaging her breasts to the rhythm of their movements. “Baby, I’m so close.” Val’s head was flat against the bed.  

“Val … please … oh my god, please.” Val’s hands fell to her hips, all most guiding her so that he was effectively inside her more; deeper, harder. The two moaned each other’s names until they were effectively riding out their simultaneous orgasms – their argument completely forgotten.

[summerlove13me]

morning babies!!! :) <3

Going out now but I feel like writing when I get home so any ideas?

[ayanalove45]

Just saw the pic of Deja the anon was talking about

smh I don't even know how to feel about this. I love Deja and idc I still love her.. I absolutely hate the guy that leaked the photo *cough cough hopes he falls down 2 flights of stairs*

This just messed up my whole night. 

[jades-jaded-life]

Twinkly Light - (Valdaya AU-fic)

Im sooo bored havent written in like forever. Its really shit but i was bored and tried anyway, ill try and actually finish this fic, this is really depressing and will be for the next chapter until she meets val obviously  and everything starts to look up :) ill shut up now

Z's POV - 

Sitting on this sticky wooden floor I stared out the window at the raging storm approaching. I often pondered on the fact that maybe if I sat here long enough I would get stuck to the floor. And hopefully .... just die here. At least it would help fight my natural instincts to forage for food and water, The only thing that's keeping my alive right now. I'm not quiet exactly sure why i want to die. I just know that, the pain of hunger, thirst and lack of .... feeling has got to be worst than that of death. Dead people can not feel. They can not think. there for can not dwell on the emptiness inside because they are simply numb ... the everything.To all physical and emotional pain and that sounds alot like heaven to me. yeah heaven.

I turn to look at the crackling wallpaper on the other side of the room. Although my vision is blurred by a a cloud of mist that lingers in the room. I can make out two strips. The first one seems to have more life than the other, constantly rolling over on itself to try and get to the bottom as fast as it can. The other?, Well the other just hangs limp and lifeless , peeling away from the wall slowly, folding in on itself until it meets its impending death at the bottom where the wall and the floor crease together like buddies showing no help at all to the poor dead wallpaper.

Maybe its a sign I wonder to myself ..... Like a warning of what's to come. Maybe one day I will be that wallpaper , I'll fold in on myself and die a slow painful death. Lets just hope that when that day comes, the coldness will have taken over my being and will have made me numb and that the lack of hydration will cause my airways to close. Just then maybe my hoping and wishing will not have been for nothing and I'll die quick.

Hope.

Hope is a funny word. From what I have seen on T.V most people hope for good things like to get a good job or a handsome boyfriend. And these things are all good and positive things to normal people. Simple things even. Not to me though.

The most I can hope for is an easy way out. An easy death. Without pain. I can only imagine the relief I will feel once I'm gone and not a burden to this earth any more. I'm just a useless space filled with pain and emptiness. I am lost on a path I cannot see any more. Its invisible to me now ... it was years ago.

There is one person on this planet that should love me more than anything. And that person is the women who gave me my existence. I couldn't call it a life because it simply isn't  one .... its.... no, NO I'm just a dull existence taking up space. 

I can here her, my supposed guardian .... my mother. She in the next room injecting useless substances into her veins that she brought with the useless pennies she found on the streets.

I used to have hope ... And lots of it. Hope that one day she would wake up and simply acknowledge my presence. But as I grew that hope turned into fear . . . . fear of being the reason she is the way she is.

Now though .....                                                                                                      Now I have hope again.                                                                                         Hope that one day I will not wake. will not breath.

I hope one day this nightmare will end .... and my life will be no more.

P1 fin - .

Like I said depressing as shit but will get more into the story when Val comes to her rescue and sets her back on track, and the challenges they face. Thanks for reading please give me feedback good and bad , love y'all <3!

[lovemaxcake]

I love Max and Meryl, but it's team Vanica all they way. 

Vote Vanica.

[ritebeforeyoureyes]

Bleeding Love

I thought I would take a stab at writing a new multi-chapter fic. I was thinking of continuing all my other unfinished ones but honestly, after so long, I can’t draw inspiration for most of them. Therefore, I decided to start this new little piece. Be warned, it will get rather dark and angsty at some points.

Materlist - Plot: Val and Zendaya have been together for years but they’re relationship becomes strained once Val discovers Zendaya has been living a double life.

Bleeding Love (Chapter One) 

Zendaya had never wanted this life, this lifestyle had simply found her. And now, it was all she knew. After sixteen years of roughing it up, bouncing from care home to care home, she could finally say she was happy. Zendaya had met the notorious Bruce Hough at the police station one night. She was a quivering mess – a troubled teen - with no place to go, no family to go home to. And, in that moment, the Hough’s had made the spontaneous decision to take her in. Bruce didn’t know what it was about Zendaya that drew him to her. She had just looked so stunningly sad, he knew he couldn’t have left her to her own devices out in the big bad world. Since that dreaded night, Bruce and Marianne Hough had become Zendaya’s adoptive parents. She finally had the family that she had spent years dreaming off. But, that wasn’t the only thing that made Zendaya feel a sense of temporary contentment.

He made her happy, Val. And, it killed her, every time she looked at him. His green piercing eyes were so innocent, so naïve and it hurt because Zendaya knew, once he found out the truth, he would never love her the same. They’d been together for two years now; her and Val. They had stumbled into one another whilst Zendaya was on her way to an evening class at the local university. They’d gone for coffee that night, gone on their second date just a mere three days later. To an overlooking bystander, they were the perfect, picturesque couple. Yes, they fought and yes, they sometimes couldn’t stand each other but, Val made Zendaya a better person and vice versa. They were like a match made in heaven.

However, Zendaya’s siblings, Derek and Julianne, would argue otherwise. They knew Zendaya would have to tell Val the truth one day and they knew that day was impending. Val was a good guy, an honest man who made a living through teaching children. His family were the same, kind and welcoming. They had become like another home to Zendaya and Derek and Julianne knew that this wholesome image was going to shatter soon.

No relationship could be built on the foundation of lies.

“Zendaya,” Derek was sat next to her in his SUV, his hand resting against her back. They were parked a block down from the Chmerkovskiy’s’ dance studio. “I love you but this thing with Val needs to end. It’s dangerous and when Dad finds out he’s going lose his shit.”

Zendaya sighed audibly. She’d been having this same conversation with Derek and Julianne for years now. Her and her family didn’t live the lifestyle of ordinary Americans and dragging civilians such as the Chmerkovskiy’s into their crazy dynamic wasn’t going to end well. She’d been told that since day one of being a part of the Hough family – family meant everything, all else was irrelevant.

“I don’t know what to do anymore.” Zendaya let her head drop back against the car seat.

She loved Val, more than anything, and as time went on it just grew harder and harder to tell him the truth. Because, it was hard … it was hard to say, “Hey Val, I want to spend the rest of my life with you but I’m a criminal and my family own half of the black market!”

Val didn’t grow up like Zendaya. He and his brother, Maks, were raised in a nuclear upper-class family. The two were enrolled in the finest schools and all the extra-curriculars. They attended social events and galas; it was a world away from Zendaya’s rough childhood. Zendaya knew that once Val discovered the truth about Zendaya’s family, he’d leave. She knew, deep down, that she was being selfish and that he deserved better but she loved him. She truly did and it was what made being with him so hard. He made her smile and yet, at times like these, she couldn’t help but feel exceptionally guilty.

“Look, I know it’s tough but you’ve been a part of this life for years now. You know how it ends, we all settle down with somebody in the business. It’s just easier for everybody.”

“That’s it though, I can’t picture myself with anybody else!” The thought alone made Zendaya’s blood run cold. “I feel like he’s it for me, Derek but I’m scared he’s going to run.”

“If he runs, then it wasn’t meant to be.” Derek stated in a blasé manner. “Just know, if you decide to tell him the truth, you have to be careful.” That was another thing that had been grilled into Zendaya’s brain as soon as she joined the family. Not getting caught was essential in her field of work. It had also been necessary when she was out living on the streets. Zendaya had gone her whole life looking over her shoulders and stealthily creeping about town.

“I know.” Zendaya smiled weakly at her brother before heading to see Val. And just like that, Zendaya’s sombre mood shifted to one of excitement. It was this type of feeling that always deterred her from being wholly honest with Val. Just being carefree with him was the greatest feeling in the world.

“Baby!” Val’s face lit up as Zendaya walked into the building. He was stood beside his best friend, Alex in the reception of the building. The two were going over location ideas for their new studio. “Come ‘ere.” Within a few quick strides the two were in each other’s embrace.

“I missed you.” Zendaya didn’t care that she’d spoken to Val for hours on the phone the night before or that she’d last seen him two days ago. His touch was addictive and any fraction of time apart felt longer than necessary.

“Missed you more, beautiful.” Val whispered against her lips before taking them captive. One of his hands cupped her face whilst the other rested comfortably against her hip. His mouth massaged hers softly before his tongue made its way through her surprised lips. A little moan of acceptance resonated at the back of her throat and Val tried not to pull away to smile. He loved having such impact on her. Their tongues moved together rhythmically until Zendaya grew out of breath. She moved away from Val to rest her forehead against hers, her chest heaving aggressively.

“Okay, can you guys just get a room, please?” Alex made a few fake gagging noises before enveloping Zendaya into a quick hug. “Hey, Queen Z.” Val simply frowned when Zendaya was taken from his arms but within seconds, she was back and wrapping her arms around his torso. Her head was resting against his shoulder, her nose deeply taking in his masculine scent.

“So, you guys made any decisions about a location yet?” Talks of a new Dance With Me studio had been going on for a few months now but the past week or so had consisted of some big decisions. They were looking at spaces, going over contracts.

“We were thinking about some space in Salt House.” At the mention of Salt House, Val felt Zendaya’s body stiffen significantly. He looked down at her curiously, his eyes boring through the crown of her head. “It’s a nice spot: out by the water, right near transport links. We were going to check it out now actually“

“I don’t think Salt House is a good location.” Zendaya’s voice was stern and serious, unlike her tone just a few minutes prior.

“Why?” Val used his fingers to tilt her chin upwards.  

Zendaya wanted to be vague with her answer. Val knew nothing of her upbringing so she had to be careful where she treaded. One thing was for sure, Zendaya couldn’t let Val buy property in Salt House. She had spent a portion of her teens in the area, a time which she would rather not think back to. It had been traumatic and Zendaya hadn’t been back since. If Val opened a studio there, Zendaya knew she’d do everything in her power to avoid it, him. Not only that, there was word that the Ballas drug ring was moving to Salt House within the next few months. A town plagued by drug addicts and dealers was not going to be good for Chmerkovskiy business.

“I’ve just heard it’s not a good area.”

“Well, there’s no harm in looking at it, right? We can just check it out and see how we feel.” Alex was gathering paper work in his hands, stacking the multiple sheets together. “Z, you coming?”

“Er … I … I,” Zendaya stuttered, pulling away from Val suddenly. She couldn’t go back to Salt House, she just couldn’t. It was a time she’d spent years trying to desperately forget, there was no way she could stomach being back in the area again. “Forgot I had to do something … I’ll see you guys later.”

“Babe, you just got here.”

“I know but, it’s urgent. I’ll call you later.” Zendaya speedily made an exit, her heart beat hammering violently within her. She hadn’t even bothered to give Val a kiss goodbye, something she always did. Val watched her leave, his eyebrows burrowing together in both worry and confusion.

“That was weird, right?” Val turned back to his best friend who looked as exactly as confused.

“Yep, definitely, weird.”

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babies prompt me please!!! :)

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Ice-Bucket Challenge//Drabble

Z: “I have to say I don’t think that’s how the ice-bucket challenge is done Val”. Lol!

Val: “Nothing I can do about that babe my knees are killing me”. Haha!

Z: “You couldn’t even fit in the bucket…

Val: … “Emma made me do it”…

Z: “Sure grouchy pants”.

Val: “It’s true!

Z: Okay grouchy pants I believe you ;)

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THIS GIRL!

Val: “Hey babe congrats on the learners permit”.

Z: “Thanks grouchy pants”.

Val: “But I have a question”.

Z: “Shoot”.

Val: Who’s has the best abs”.

Z: THIS GIRL!!!!!! Just like THIS GIRL got her learners permit! :P ;)

Val just shook his head with a wide ass grin spread on his entire face and replied.

Val: “Proud of you babe :)”.

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Christmas prompts

I've been watching Christmas movies alot and want to write to kill time until SWAY!!!!