#bobby mares imagine

[kindheart525]

The failed experimental session was enough to scare Prophecy out of all hopes of being an oracle. It was so painful and frightening for her, she couldn’t imagine making a whole living off of this feeling. It had gotten to the point where she hardly wanted to leave the house, for fear of having more of these painful visions. Anything could trigger them, after all.

Her Mommy Trixie was determined not to let her become a shut-in for the rest of her life. Prophecy had too much to offer the world. Even if she didn’t want to be saving lives, it would be a waste of talent and personality for her to just hide away. 

So Trixie had an idea. One that would actually help her.

“Elysie! Come on down!”

She called out, beckoning her daughter from her room.

“Mommy has a surprise for you!”

The young filly reluctantly came down the stairs and into the living room, as if she feared it would be converted into a laboratory when she got there.

“Are you and Eema gonna do more science experiments? If so I don’t wanna do it!”

“No! Heavens, no. This is actually fun.”

Trixie got straight to the point and threw down a box in front of her daughter.

“What is this?”

“It, uh, fell off the back of a wagon.”

The mare explained, not wanting to delve too deeply into how she got it.

“It’s got magical tools and toys and all sorts of things! You’re smart and talented and I know you really like puzzle games, so I got you some!”

Prophecy looked upon the box with curiosity and wonder. She feared a much worse surprise, but this was actually exciting. She loved toys and games! Just like any filly would. She didn’t take much time to wonder what was inside before flinging the box open and digging through its contents.

And there were toys and games galore! Puzzles, card games, a Rubik’s cube, the whole works. Plus a bunch of locks and bobby pins for some reason.

“What are these for?”

“Those are for you to learn lock-picking! It takes a lot of dexterity, just like any other puzzle. Don’t tell Eema, of course. We don’t want you breaking into places when you grow up.”

Prophecy couldn’t help but giggle at this.

“I won’t, Mommy!”

Then she turned to the box and took out the Rubik’s cube, starting to turn the sides every which way. Quickly slipping deep into concentration, it almost felt like she knew which move would be next. Like predicting the future! But not painful at all. For once she was actually enjoying herself.

It felt like she’d been working at it for an hour, but it really didn’t take her long at all until all the colors matched and the Rubik’s cube was solved.

“Look at you! Wasn’t that fun?”

Trixie beamed at her encouragingly.

“Yes, Mommy!”

“Well, all of these are yours to play with whenever you want! Try some more if you’d like!”

And so little Prophecy spent the rest of the afternoon playing with the toys and puzzles, harnessing her magic while still having fun. Trixie had finally found a solution that worked for her. Prophecy didn’t need to think about saving the world or anything yet, she was just a filly. 

She would learn to channel her powers in time, at her own pace.

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Previous: Static Brain Next: School Supply

Trixie’s cutie mark by Godoffury

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Idea: Lawrusso butch4butch cowboy lesbians

the noise i just let out should be studied by scientists. yes ❤️ absolutely

im historically not an expert on cowboys (my friend is tho) so all my ideas and inspiration come from westerns but im thinking:

danielle larusso is new in the area. her mother brought a decrepit ranch with all of their economies and they’re now trying to give it a second life. in doing so they meet mr miyagi, an old man living not far away from the ranch but quite isolated from the others in town. he takes care of cattle and he’s very polite and very kind to danielle and lucille (who have had to deal with their share of sexist assholes since danielle’s dad died). lucille makes business with him to buy some of his cattle and they decide to actually start working together. she invites him to dinner one evening and he never really leaves. he helps her and danielle fix the ranch and also starts teaching danielle how to take care of cattle and especially horses. danielle doesn’t really have her own horse yet but she wants one very badly and so miyagi offers her a beautiful palomino mare for her birthday.

one morning, danielle goes in the barn to take care of her horse and sees another horse already there. a black american quarterhorse and behind it is hidden a bruised and bleeding johnny lawrence. johnny is an outlaw. she used to be a rich girl back in town. her mother had married the mayor of the town when she was a young girl and johnny was promised to marry one of his rich (and old) friends but she fled and instead she joined a group of outlaw who commit petty crimes to survive. she and the other cobras had just done a heist when they were separated while running away and she was shot in the back. she didn’t know where to go. she saw the barn in the horizon and decided to hide there until the police lost her tracks but with the blood loss she fell asleep and didn’t manage to leave the barn before morning.

danielle brings her back home and nurses her back to health (but at the same time she wonders if she should throw her out because johnny is 1) a criminal 2) a fugitive 3) a huge bitch). a little after johnny gets back on her feet, the cobras come and meet her and tell her that they all need to split up for a while because the sheriff is after them, johnny gets really worried because she has nowhere to go apart from going back to her house but if she goes back to laura and sid she knows she’ll be married by force. danielle, who cannot keep her nose out of other people’s business, tells johnny she can stay if she starts working on the ranch. which is how johnny ends up training horses with danielle and mr miyagi.

im also imagining slow burn love story between danielle and johnny: fishing trips that end with taking a swim naked in the lake, talks in front of the fire where danielle learns to like johnny and johnny hides how much she wants to kiss danielle, dinners with lucille and mr miyagi who can see what’s going on there, the two of them racing on their horses. just, lots of domestic shit that end abruptly because kreese, another outlaw who helped johnny escape sid, comes to collect what he believes to be johnny’s debt. he wants johnny to work for him, danielle thinks his intentions are a lot darker than that but johnny tells her that he truly helped so that she just needs to pay her debt back and he’ll leave her alone. except kreese doesn’t leave her alone and mr miyagi has to step in. (you know you gotta have a duel in a western).

johnny gets hurt in the crossfire and it makes danielle realize that she’s in love with that blonde meathead. johnny scares them all by staying unconscious a lot longer than last time. the cobras come to visit and they all wait at johnny’s bedside. when she wakes up, bobby tells her that danielle has not moved ever since she’s been hurt and that she should get her head out of her ass and tell the other woman how she feels. danielle comes to see her, johnny thanks her for taking care of her again and they both manage to say i love you at the same time. happy ending, all is well, they train horses on the ranch until they’re old and grey (but still in love).

[madhousedarry]

The Omen: Legacy of Lunacy | Chapter 19

In the town of Clitorland, a forsaken wilderness in the northeast of The Omen Ica, not particularly interesting, but still quite entertaining events took place.

At least they were able to occupy the tiny brain of a certain person named Robert T. Morrow. Don't think, after hearing such a cumbersome pile of nicknames, that he was a wise old man. No way!

Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" - that's what his friends and family called him - was a typical pimply wanker of eight years old. It's only natural for such a kid that he loved nothing more than to pull the trigger on pretty girls.

And then he got a chance that no human could ever have imagined: Miss Scallop, a shabby forty-two-year-old mare from Whorecouver, Analda, had called that morning and told the boy that he and his drug-addicted brother were to take in a certain miss with an unpronounceable name who, as the old cunt said, was "penniless."

The boy was delighted with this news, because in his sperm-clogged brain, at these words, dirty little thoughts immediately arose about how such a poor and unhappy girl would praise Antichrist for the fact that two such nice people as Bobby and Ryan would provide her with food and shelter in their house, and at this time Bobby himself would secretly spy on this miss in the shower or bedroom, quietly jerking off to her defenseless body.

It didn't even occur to the boy that the unfamiliar miss could in fact be an old maid, just like Miss Scallop herself, but even if that were the case, then what, thought Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert", he would have to teach his unit to get up on old women!

Be that as it may, he was obliged to warn his elder brother of this event, and to this end the boy, who, having been awakened by Miss Scallop's call right in bed, was wearing only his pyjamas, did not waste time on his toilet, but immediately after the end of the conversation got out of bed and, putting his feet into cute slippers with bombs, stomped to his brother.

The latter's room was at the end of the corridor, but the boy could hear the molasses-sweet voice of Dave Gahan from Depeche Mode coming from behind the closed door:

"…I've ju-u-u-ust started walki-i-i-i-ing," he quietly and ingratiatingly drew out the stupid and naive text that his buddy Martin Gore had written in a couple of minutes between joyful gay sex and booze, "I've ju-u-u-u-ust started walki-i-i-i-ing…"

Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" couldn't care less about the song - he was too busy trying to get the message across to his wayward older brother. With that in mind, he walked right up to the door, grabbed the handle and pulled it toward him.

And as soon as he did this, the music that had been playing quietly until then suddenly exploded with cacophonous, eardrum-splitting synths, and Dave Gahan immediately stopped muttering to himself and, for no apparent reason, screamed like a cat that had been pulled by the balls:

"I've got someo-o-o-o-one who cares for me-e-e-e-e!!!" his voice cut into the boy's ears. "Someone who belie-e-e-eves in me-e-e-e-e!!!"

And when the boy's eyes opened to a small room in crimson tones, he immediately understood why Depeche Mode had suddenly changed so much - the thing is that the main attraction of the room he had just entered was a large double fuckdrome.

It was not without reason that we used this word: the fact is that Ryan, stripped to the waist, was lying flat on the bed, with a completely naked girl straddling his loins.

Little Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" didn't see her face, because his gaze immediately went down to her huge ass, the owner of which was smoothly swinging back and forth, causing her long black hair to amusingly slide up and down her back.

Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" didn't know what to think about this event - good manners ordered him to immediately turn away and slam the door, but bad manners ordered him to just stand and watch…

But just as the battle between these behavior patterns began in his head, his brother tore his lustful gaze away from his goddess's tits (which the boy couldn't see from the girl's back) and looked up at Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert."

Instead of shushing the boy or simply signaling him to leave, Ryan raised his left hand and spread his index and middle fingers in a gesture the boy had seen in Chinese porn cartoons.

Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" realized that his brother enjoyed being spied on, so he didn't go anywhere and even stepped forward a little.

At that moment, the lady in Eva's outfit slowly, as if in a slow-motion movie a la Goblin's "Shmatrix", turned her head back. The eyes of the boy and the naked beauty met.

Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" was willing to bet that he had never seen an uglier face in his life (except in horror movies). The ugliness was in the too-thin lips, which contrasted sharply with the girl's plump cheeks.

And when this beauty suddenly let out a scream, the boy's gaze was met with a not very pleasant picture - in this lady's mouth there were simply countless huge and sharp teeth, just some kind of vampire!

Of course, the girl screamed not because she realized her bastard, crocodile-like appearance, but only because during the fucking, a stranger burst in on her and her fucker.

She immediately began to climb down Ryan's pants-clad legs, not taking her eyes off Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" as he continued to stand there like a statue.

When she stepped barefoot onto the floor, her older brother smiled and said philosophically:

"It's just love, my gal, no need to piss yourself!"

However, his girlfriend's brain was already filled with fear; uttering some heart-rending screams, the girl grabbed a white shirt from the nightstand and began to put it on, all the while shaking her small breasts.

When the last ones disappeared under the white cloth, Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" realized that there was nothing more to look at, and, leaving his brother's bedroom, closed the door behind him.

"Well, Miss Scallop will scold!" concluded the little thinker, walking down the corridor to his room.

The boy didn't know what to do. He was sure that what he had just seen was dirty and vulgar, but he still couldn't get the huge ass and small tits of his older brother's girlfriend out of his head.

True, the memory of her ugly face was enough to make the blood rush from the bottom up, as happens during stress.

That's why Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" didn't throw himself on the bed to jerk the gun once or twice, but instead changed out of his pajamas into everyday clothes - because he knew that soon his older brother would come to him to explain why.

Well, for the fact that he, little asshole Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert", scared his goddess away during sex.

And indeed, as soon as the boy pulled on a red T-shirt with the Doors logo, the door to his room opened and Ryan came in.

However, there was no evil grimace on the older brother's face, but rather a cheerful and kind look.

"Don't piss yourself, brother," he began in a dashing voice, "my body isn't offended!"

"Hm-m…" the boy muttered incredulously.

"You're scared, aren't you?" Ryan asked him. "Don't worry about it, Molly just jumped out the window…"

"What do you mean?" Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" immediately perked up. "What do you mean, she jumped?"

"Oh, just like that, she just jumped," the older brother waved it off.

"And she, this same… Didn't hurt herself?" the boy drawled.

"Are you an idiot?" Ryan responded rhetorically. "Our house is one story!"

"A-a-a…" the boy mumbled, looking down.

"Ba-а-аh," Ryan mimicked his younger brother. "Nothing happened to my slut, got it? She's like a cat - nine lives, and ten more in her butt!"

During this constructive dialogue, Ryan never took his eyes off his little brother, shining with cunning. In addition, he did not stop twirling his thin, pianist-like fingers, as if he were playing with an invisible bunch of keys.

And all this was enough for Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" to understand that he wouldn't get a beating from his brother, but he would give him a whole barrel of explanations about his life.

And the boy was right: after the topic of the naked ass slut was finally exhausted, Ryan finally stopped twirling his fingers and sat down on the edge of his little brother's bed.

The latter took advantage of this to contribute to the conversation:

"Listen, Miss Scallop asked me to tell you something," he began boldly.

"Well, go ahead, give me the info," Ryan waved his hand lazily.

"So, here's the funny thing," the boy continued, "she asked us to take in some girl - either a relative or a friend, I don't understand," having said this, Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" spat on the floor.

"So what?" Ryan asked with a stupid face.

"Oh, nothing!" the boy kicked up a fuss. "I promised her a lot, that this and that, Ryan and I would do everything, we would accept the girl in the best possible way, but where the hell is she?"

"And what is the name of this protegee of Miss Scallop?" Ryan asked, picking his nose.

"Honestly, I didn't hear," Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" immediately calmed down, "either Whoreira or Vagineira."

"A-a-ah, that's it!" his older brother interrupted him. "So that's my slut Molly! Vieira is her last name."

"Oh, come on!" the boy was seriously surprised. "Like that loli who played in The Fourth Omen?"

"Well, yes, namesake," Ryan chuckled.

"Okay…" the boy said quietly, longingly remembering the ass covered in pink pants, on which he tirelessly came a year ago. "Well, how the hell did this Cunte… Oh, I mean Vieira," the boy corrected himself, "sneak into our hut like Hitman from Blair? I didn't hear or see her until I came to see you!"

"What's surprising?" Ryan shrugged. "She flew in through the window, the slut."

"How rude!" Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" said in a mocking tone. "But wait, if she came to see us, then why the hell did she fly back?"

"You'll understand these painted fools," the young man waved his hand. "Apparently, she shit herself from your pimples and decided to run away."

"What the fuck should I do now?" the boy blurted out with annoyance. "I swore to Miss Scallop that I would accept this bitch as my own sister!"

"Don't worry, bro, this fool of mine will come back," Ryan reassured him. "She'll calm down in the fresh air and come back like a normal person."

These words were very important for the little boy - because now he can honestly tell Miss Scallop that, one way or another, her protegee is in safe hands - if you can call a twenty-four-year-old worm who is constantly addicted to drugs and an eight-year-old wanker-swearer safe hands.

"Okie-dokie," said the boy, reaching for the phone.

"Who are you going to call?" Ryan asked him without interest, still sitting on the bed, rocking like a Chinese emperor.

"Yes, Miss Scallop, of course," muttered Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" and began to dial the number.

Ryan shook his head and looked up at the ceiling, his drug-soaked brain apparently projecting every conceivable and inconceivable image of fucking that bare-assed protegee of Miss Scallop onto its pristine surface.

At this time, the latter had already contacted her younger brother, who had not yet become a drug addict.

"Well, guys, is lady Vieira with you?" came from the receiver.

"Yes, yes, he's walking in the yard," the boy answered, trying not to burst out laughing.

"Very well," replied Miss Scallop. "When he has had his fill of walking, don't forget to treat him to dinner," she said in a tone as if she were talking about a dog rather than a person.

"No problemo!" blurted Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert", immediately standing at attention and putting his left hand to his temple - which was useless, since Miss Scallop couldn't see it.

"Ciao-cacao!" said the latter and hung up.

The boy followed her example and looked at his older brother, who had already risen from his bed and was pacing the room.

Noticing the boy looking at his naked torso with surprise, Ryan flexed his muscles and showed off his biceps.

"Do I look okay?" he said, winking.

"Like Iron Arnie!" the boy answered. "But why don't you put on a shirt!"

"I don't give a shit," Ryan said, stretching. "And you're probably surprised that I'm wearing pants?"

"Uh-uh, what?" Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" blinked.

"Oh, nothing!" his older brother mimicked him. "You saw that this slut crawled all over me naked, and I didn't fire my unit!"

"Well, I saw it," the boy admitted. "And why did you do it?"

"I don't know, bro," Ryan said. "I think my dick's dried up."

Upon hearing this phrase, Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" burst into laughter. More precisely, he began to cackle like a goose.

And his older brother, looking at him, launched into an explanation:

"You know, I've never liked girls. Not because I'm a faggot, but because it's not worth it. It's not worth it for anything, got it?" with these words, Ryan took a step towards the boy, who continued to laugh like a horse.

"Well, the same shit here," Ryan continued, lowering his voice almost to a whisper. "This whore climbed in on me, and word for word we started to talk like adults. She immediately threw everything off herself and pulled my shirt off. She wanted to take off my pants, too, but I didn't let her."

"What do you m-e-ean?" Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" drawled, stopping laughing like an idiot.

"In the be-e-eam!" Ryan mimicked him. "I was disgusted that someone else would be in charge of my dick!"

"Then why was she shaking her tits?" the boy asked him.

"Because she's a woman," Ryan snapped, opening the door.

"Wait, wait!" shouted Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert", running up to his brother and grabbing him by the sleeve. "Answer me, are all women like this…"

"Yes, they are all whores, every single one of them!" Ryan barked, turning his cramped face towards the boy. "And that's why I hate to play by their rules!"

Having shouted this, the young man tore out his sleeve and turned his whole body towards the boy.

"But at the same time, brother," he said in a calm voice again, "I'm not a faggot."

"Who then?" the boy was surprised, taking a small step back in surprise.

"Asexual, that's who!" Ryan replied, raising his finger to the ceiling.

"Who-who?" Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" didn't understand.

"Look in Wikipedo," Ryan muttered indistinctly, his hands in his pants pockets, already walking down the corridor to his room - the same one where a couple of minutes ago he was tumbling with the namesake of that bitch who was flashing her face in The Fourth Omen.

The boy watched him go, and suddenly the doorbell rang. Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" immediately realized that this must be Molly the slut - after all, who else could have come to visit them at this time!

With this thought in mind, he rushed headlong down the corridor towards the exit of the house. Opening the front door, he saw a girl in a yellow sleeveless dress standing in front of him on the threshold.

Tearing his lustful gaze away from the stranger's chest (which was quite miniature), he saw with horror the already familiar crocodile face.

The girl smiled at him with all her thirty-two teeth.

"Uh-uh-you're lady Vieira, aren't you?" the boy squeezed out, trying his best to sound polite.

"For you, it's just Molly," the girl answered with the same scary smile. "And what's your name?"

"Robert T. Morrow," Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert" replied, trying to look respectable.

"And Ryan just called you Bobby," the crocodile smiled even wider. "I don't mind if I call you that too!"

"Call me whatever you want, insatiable whore!" Bobby thought to himself, but said out loud:

"As you wish, miss. Oh yes," he remembered, "you're not angry with me for… Er…"

"I'm not angry, boy, now let me pass!" the girl said politely but firmly, stepping over the threshold at the same time.

"Well, well," thought Bobby "His-Name-Was-Robert," "one minute she screams when she sees me and jumps out the window, the next minute she chats with me with a big smile on her face. You know what these bitches are like," the boy concluded.

[lawleyimagines]

I’m Home | Kian Lawley

SUMMARY: You’re off to visit your family in New Jersey for a month, but your boyfriend misses you too much, and maybe – just maybe – you miss your boyfriend too. So much, that you come home early and surprise him. 

“Hi, baby,” you mumbled as Kian’s face appeared on your screen, the corners of your lips tugging up slightly at the sight of his messed up hair and barely opened eyes. He’d just woken up, while you had already been awake for a couple of hours. You were currently back home, in New Jersey, to visit your family. 

“Morning,” he muttered back, running a hand through his hair to make it look somewhat presentable – though you always told him you liked his messy hair the best. “Miss you,” he spoke again, propping his pillow up a little so his head was higher up and he could rest his phone on his night stand. 

“I miss you,” you replied. “Just a couple more days and I’m back.”

What he didn’t know, though, was that you and Franny had planned everything out and you were actually going to be back in Los Angeles that same day. Since she had been your best friend from back home, and had actually been the one to introduce you to Kian and the guys, which resulted in you moving to LA, she was more than down to help out. Franny made sure to invite all the guys over after you would arrive at her apartment, so you could surprise everyone. To say you were feeling giddy was a huge understatement. 

“I know. Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve kissed you.”

“Soon, baby. Soon. I gotta go, but I’ll text you later, alright? I love you,” you said, as your sister came into your room to let you know you really had to go to the airport now, or you would be late. “I’m hanging out with the whole fam today, so I’ll probably text you tonight.”

“Alright, baby, have fun. Love you,” he spoke back as he waved through the screen. 

The second he hung up, you put on your shoes and went downstairs, carrying your luggage with you. Luckily your dad offered to drive you to the airport, but that meant you had to say goodbye to the rest of your family. No matter how excited you were to go surprise Kian and fly back to LA, it was hard – and very emotional – to leave your family behind. Even after all the times you’d done it. 

The flight had gone quicker than expected, you’d tried to get some sleep but once you realized that wasn’t going to happen, you just scrolled through some old pictures of you and Kian. You’d only been gone for a month, but it had been the first time in two years that the two of you had been apart for so long. 

As you walked out of the airport, you were met with the face of your best friend. “Y/N!” Franny screamed as the two of you ran towards each other and hugged. “Oh my God, I missed you.” The hug lasted for a few more seconds before the two of you pulled apart. “Kian has no clue at all, he called me earlier today telling me how much he missed you. Said he was even looking for tickets to come visit you. I told him he just needed to keep it together for one more week.” That for sure made you smile. 

“Okay, you hide in here. They’re about to arrive any second now. I’m going to blindfold them all, and then I’m getting you so we can surprise them, got it?” Franny went over it for what felt like the fiftieth time. “Yes, Fran – I got it,” you confirmed with a hearty laugh. Adrenaline was flowing through your body, unable to keep still and just fidgeting all the time. 

“For this last one, I need all of you to put your blindfold on,” you could hear Franny telling the boys. 

“All of us?! If there’s a snake, I swear to G-” Kian yelled out, but Franny stopped him immediately. “Stop crying, Kian! Just put your goddamn blindfold on.”

“I’ll be right back, guys. Just need to get my last object,” Franny announced, feeling giddy herself. You could hear her walking up to the room you were currently hiding in. The door opened, and she pulled you out, holding her index finger to her lips to tell you to stay quiet. You nodded, both of you walking over towards the boys. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw Kian’s face, his leg bouncing up and down.

You were pushed forwards slightly, so the boys could reach out to you. “The last object is right there, y’all. Feel free to... guess.” Franny announced, a big smile  plastered on her face. Immediately different hands touched you. Corey was first to reach out, then JC, then Bobby and lastly Kian. You could see some of them form an ‘O’ with their mouth as they figured out it was you, though no one spoke as they waited for Kian to react or say something. 

“Take off the blindfolds, guys,” you spoke, breaking the silence. 

“Holy shit,” Kian breathed out as he heard your voice. He didn’t even have to take off his blindfold to know it was you. But he immediately did, jumping up as a big smile formed on his lips. “You’re fucking here. Holy shit. I missed you so much.”

“Y/N!!” All the boys screamed. Every single one of them stood up and threw their arms around you and Kian. “Boys, I love you, but I need to... breathe...” Slowly, one by one, they let go of you and stepped back, leaving you back to Kian. 

“Hi baby,” you spoke through giggles as he snaked his arms around your waist, holding you tighter than he ever had. “I’m home,” you mumbled into the crook of his neck as your own arms came up around his neck. You pulled back slightly to press your lips against his. “I’m home.” 

[thinkaboutdobrik]

Two Peas In A Pod ↠ Kian Lawley

Plot: The reader being Bobby’s best friend and after being introduced to Kian, the reader and Kian develop a flirty relationship. Who’s going to make the first move? 

Request: one where you’re close friends w bobby and you have a similar personality to kian so he’s always talking abt how you two should meet and when you do you end up hooking up

Note: fluffyyyy and a lil funny maybe??

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You and Bobby were very close, almost inseparable. You had spent a lot of time together the past year and your relationship grew stronger every day. He was your best friend, always there to help and always there to cheer you up when you were down.

One of the best things about Bobby, aside from his dog Cappy, were his friends who happen to fit you perfectly. You got along with everyone so well, and they all seemed like the best kind of people. Of course, you weren’t as close with them as you were with Bobby, but they took you in with open arms, both intrigued by you and wanting to get to know you more, and ever since then you had spent day in and day out at their place. 

From the first day you met them, everyone would always tell you about how much you resembled their roommate – Kian. You didn’t really understand why at first, but once you adapted the habit of poking peoples side or randomly brushing your fingers over their mouth, you started noticing, and if you weren’t doing that to your friends, you were finding any other way possible to annoy the heck out of them. But they loved you, regardless. 

Bobby always insisted on you spending time at their house. He seemed to really enjoy you and Kian together, and when he saw the way you both looked at each other, he got all giddy and blushy over the two of you.

You liked Kian too, but nothing too serious. Yes, he was funny and yes, he was extremely good looking, and the fact that he seemed to enjoy spending time with you just as much as you did with him had you secretly jumping with joy every time you were around him. It was safe to say you had gotten very comfortable around him which often resulted in some subtle flirting.

«Awww, aren’t you the cutest!» Bobby gushed as he rubbed his hands together and walked up to you and Kian.

You and Kian simultaneously furrowed your eyebrows at him and laughed, shaking your heads and looked at each other before giving him a funny look.

«Bob, stop,» Kian laughed and poked Bobby’s side.

«Yeah, Bob, stop.» you laughed as well and started poking his other side.

Bobby burst in to laughter as he escaped your pokes, taking a step backward before the two of you finally stopped.

The sun was beaming and it was hot out, so the three of you decided to head to the back yard to hang out. Corey, Jc, and Chelsey were out for the day leaving the house to you, Bobby and Kian.

The dogs were jumping in and out of the pool, splashing you with water every now and then. Bobby brought a tray of ice cold waters for the three of you to enjoy as he sat them down on the table by the firepit in the very corner of the back yard.

«I’ll be right back, just need to get my camera so I can vlog a little.» Bobby said before turning around and heading to his room.

You and Kian were sat outside alone, watching as the dogs play fought each other.

Being alone with Kian gave you butterflies in your stomach. It was something about the way he’d instantly act a little bit different when it was only the two of you. Nothing bad, but he seemed to be very interested in talking to you instead of there being an awkward silence, which let’s face it: never happened because the two of you were just like two peas in a pod. 

«So, are you a dog person or a cat person?» you asked Kian as you watched Hamlet dive into the pool. 

He looked at you with raised eyebrows, taken aback a little by your question as he leaned back on the couch. «I’m more of a dog person. What about you?»

«Oh, I’m a cat person-» you replied, lightly throwing a hand in the air as you talked.

«Yeah, I like cats too.» Kian added before you even got to finish your sentence.

You furrowed an eyebrow and looked at him in confusion as you let out a small chuckle.

«You just said you liked dogs?»

«I changed my mind, I like cats now.» he giggled and shifted in his seat, taking a glance over at your hand. «What’s that?»

You looked down at your hand and opened it, facing Kian as you looked at him in confusion. «What’s wha-» you started but were immediately cut off by Kian grabbing your hand.

Lightly turning your wrist and positioning it, he placed his palm in yours and intertwined your fingers, holding it still as he pretended like nothing happened.

«Smooth.» you laughed. Kian smirked and looked at you in return, jokingly wiggling his eyebrows as he bit his lower lip, serving you an all-time fuck boy look.

Bobby returned from his room with a big camera in his hand pointed at the two of you. «Oh, what’s going on here?» he asked with a big grin on his face.

«Nothing.» Kian shrugged and shook his head, acting as if he weren’t still holding your hand.

Bobby sighed and shook his head before letting out a small chuckle. The three of you were sat outside for a bit, talking, laughing and cracking jokes, and the time went by so fast that before you knew it it was already getting dark outside.

«Should we head inside? It’s starting to get chilly, and Chelsey and Jc are probably gonna be back soon with food.» Bobby asked as he stood up from the couch.

You and Kian nodded and just as you were about to get up as well, your eyes darted from Kian to your hands, and back to Kian.

«Oh, I’m not letting go. I need to hold your hand.» Kian said, making you giggle and blush a little.

«Sure.» you laughed and rolled your eyes as you pulled him up from the couch.

The three of you headed inside. Bobby went first and you and Kian following right behind him, hand in hand, as you playfully pushed each other, trying to make the other person trip.

Bobby headed for the living room, and so were you, but before stepping foot inside the house Kian stopped making you stop on the spot as well.

«What’s up?» you asked him in confusion as you turned around, right by the door.

Kian smirked and took a step closer to you, holding your hand down as he gently rested his hand around your waist. He looked into your eyes before taking a quick glance at your lips. Your heart started to race as he took another step closer to you, his hand snaking around your waist as you looked him deep into his dark brown eyes.

«Kiss me.» he whispered as he looked down at your lips, a small smirk formed on his lips.

You let out a small chuckle as you playfully rolled your eyes. «Where did that come from?”

«Come on. I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me all day.» he purred and leaned in.

His lips were mere inches away from yours, his breath hitting your lips as he spoke and his nose lightly brushing over yours, causing a massive swarm of butterflies to appear in your stomach. Immediately you felt your cheeks become flushed, palms a little sweatier and your knees as weak as ever.

Swallowing hard, you managed to gather yourself and pretend like you weren’t about to drop to the ground. «Why don’t you kiss me first?» you teased back. 

Kian smiled and let out a small chuckle. His hand moved from your waist to the strand of hair covering your face, pushing it behind your ear. He placed his hand on your chin, tilting it up a little before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on your lips. His lips were warm and soft against yours, the butterflies in your stomach had turned into lions stampeding. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss.

Time felt like it froze and the angels were singing, but just before you were about to deepen the kiss even more, the front door swung open making Kian pull away quickly and freeze on the spot.

«Oh, shit. Chels and Jc are here.»

Kian wiped his lips for any leftover lipgloss that had smeared all over his lips, and you did the same.

«Let’s.. just act natural. Okay?» you suggested as you fixed your shirt a bit.

Kian nodded in agreement and gave you a quick look before taking a deep breath, swinging the door open before heading inside to greet Jc and Chelsey. You followed shortly after, with a big smile glued to your lips as you tried your best to look as natural as possible.

But, Jc being Kian’s friend knew something was up right away, looking at him before looking at you and giving you a quick wink.

[coach-vixen]

New Girl -Kian Lawley

Request: Could you do a kian lawley imagine where the reader is their neighbor who just moved in and yeahhh something like that.

Author’s Note: I’m so sorry for the wait – no excused this time I was being lazy for a while. So I liked writing this – I don’t know it was cute.

The moving van pulled up in front of the house across that you were moving into. You hopped out of your car that tailed closely behind the vans and started helping the guys unpack the vans. One thing you didn’t realize is that one of the cutest men you would ever know would be right across the street from you. Kian Lawley watched from the kitchen as he saw the vans pull up. He watched closely as this girl carried boxes upon boxes from the vans. Kian noticed that the guys in the vans were just unloading the cars onto the sidewalk and not really helping the girl and once the vans were empty, they drove away. Kian sighed, grabbed a pair of shoes and walked across the street. “Hey, my name is Kian. I live across the street.” You smiled up at Kian as you picked up another box and started carrying it inside “Well Kian, would you like to help me. The movers had to get going to another job, but I don’t want to be out here all night.” You started to move inside, and Kian grabbed a box and followed behind you “If I’m gonna help you do I at least get your name?” You smiled over your shoulder at him and shrugged. He started talking again “If I don’t get your name, I’ll have to call you baby or something.” You laughed as you both set the boxes down. You held your hand out “I’m Y/N.” He smiles “Beautiful name.” The two of you continue to bring boxes in and setting them down to the respective rooms.

After all the boxes are inside the two of you unbox the majority of the items before you plopped down on the couch next to Kian. Kian looked over at you and smiled “What are you doing?” He laughed and shrugged “I don’t know, just looking.” You shook your head and he laughed again “My friends are watching movies tonight at my place if you’d like to come over. Get to know your other neighbors.” You looked over at him and nodded “I would love to. I don’t want to be in this mess any longer.” You both look around at the disorganized mess surrounding them. Kian stood up quick and reached out his hand. You looked up and gave him a weird look “What is that for,” He laughed and grabbed your hands pulling you up and towards the door “You said you didn’t want to be here anymore so let’s go over and meet the others.” Kian walked you out the door and to his house through the door “COREY, BOBBY, JC, CHELS, GET OUT HERE” all of a sudden four other people were in front of you. You were introduced to all of your new neighbors and quickly accepted into their little group. Bobby was already picking on you, you were quickly making jokes towards Kian with JC, you were already defending Corey, and Chelsey and you had bonded over clothes, animals, and music. Soon you were all posted up on the couches you of course next to Kian who had his arm draped around your shoulders. About halfway through the movie your head fell onto his shoulder as you fell asleep. When the movie ended Kian moved softly and lifted you up, you barely lifted your head “Kian? What are you doing?” Kian shushed you “I’m walking you home it’s okay.” You nodded and leaned into his chest. He grabbed your keys from your bag and unlocked the door walking you into the house and into the bedroom. Kian set you down on the bed and covered you with a blanket and kissed your forehead. “I’ll see you tomorrow y/n” You hummed “goodnight Kian.”

[davidobitch]

Requested | Bobby Mares

1: “Beg for it, baby”

go >>here<< if you want something like this!

“Fuck finals week,” You whispered to yourself as you flipped through yet another chapter of notes. Across the room, you heard Bobby giggle at your frustration. “Just because you’re not in school doesn’t mean you get to laugh at us hard working college kids!” You said, throwing your pen at him.

“You could’ve taken my eye out!” Bobby squealing when he saw what you threw, “How dare you!”

You shrugged your shoulders, going back to studying. After a couple seconds of realization, you turned around in your chair and asked for your pen back.

“Oh, NOW you want to be nice to me? Let me think about it.” Bobby squinted his eyes and tapped his lips with his finger, “I thought about it. The jury and I have decided you can not get your pen back for you are a danger to everyone around you.”

Your jaw dropped at Bobby’s crazy excuse. “Well tell the jury you shouldn’t be messing with a college student during finals,” You said walking over to Bobby’s bed, trying to grab the pen back.

“You’re gonna have to be quicker than that,” Bobby jokes as he tosses the pen between hands, eventually shoving it into his pants as a joke.

You groaned, annoyed that Bobby’s distracting you from your work. Thinking about it for a second, you decided to play your own game. Glancing from Bobby’s lap to him, you winked before settling on the bed in front of him. Your fingers trailed up and down his thighs, teasing him as much as you can.

“(Y/n),” Bobby said, barely audible, “This isn’t funny.” You smirked at him, your fingers grazing over his member. Crawling closer to him, you straddled his lap, making sure to rock your hips.

“I’m just getting started, baby,” You whispered before your lips made contact with his neck. You kissed up and down his jawline, making sure every inch got covered. You palmed him through his jeans, feeling him get har under your touch.

You slipped your hand into the waistband of his boxers, giving him the touch he craved. Bobby whimpered when the contact was no longer there. “You’re evil,” He said, baffled by your actions. You let out a small chuckle before getting off of him, taking the pen while you were at it.

Just before you could walk away, Bobby pulled you back onto him, “Come on, (y/n). You can’t just do that to me.” You loved seeing your boyfriend to vulnerable, it gave you confidence.

You leaned forward, your lips ghosting over his, “You want?” You said flirtatiously, “Then beg for it, baby.” You tugged his jeans down just enough for you to be able to stroke him through his boxers.

“Please, (y/n),” Bobby breathed out as you kissed the skin above his waistband, “You’re killing me.”

You continued to kiss up and down his torso as you pulled his boxers down his thighs. Bobby’s hands were tangled in your hair, his breathing hitched as your kissing stopped just below his belly button.

“Did you forget what I said?” You said, looking at him through your eyelashes.

Bobby huffed but obeyed. “Please baby. I need your lips around me. Right now.”

Giving in, just as quickly as he did, you gave him what he wanted, ending your game.

[lexyleblancc]

adventure >> b.m

>> This is an imagine about Bobby Mares, in this you guys are best friends and live in the house with everyone together. FEEL FREE TO DROP SOME REQUESTS <<

You sat on the couch with your golden retriever puppy sleeping in your lap, as you ran your fingers through her soft coat of fur. You scrolled through your phone, replying to comments from fans about your newest Youtube video you posted earlier in the week. You were so focused on interacting with your fans that you hardly heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Oh, and here we have a wild (Y/N) cuddling with her pup, Chip!” You heard Bobby, your best friend say holding his vlogging camera in your direction. You laughed as he ran up to you and moved his camera closer to your face. “What’s up Bob?” You asked giving him a smile, sinking further into the warmth of your oversized sweater. It was one of the cooler days in LA, not very old, but just enough for you to want your sweater. “Nothing, just paying my best friend a visit,” he said with a cheeky smile.

“Well, that doesn’t sound right at all,” you said making him gasp in mock offence. “You’re right, I was wondering if you’d join me on a little adventure,” he said making you groan. “Bobby, I look like a mess,” you told him making him roll his eyes. “Shut up, you look beautiful. Now let’s go,” he said offering you his hand. You moved Chip off your lap before taking your best friends hand.

He gave you a grin before pulling you to the door and allowed you to shove your adidas slides on. The two of you ran out to his Jeep, hoping that the dark grey clouds wouldn’t release its down pour that was bound to happen any minute. When you two were in the vehicle and Bobby had started it up he turned on the heat, so you could warm up your cold hands. “So, where are we going?” you asked pushing stands of your (h/c) behind your ears that had fallen from your bun.

“I didn’t think that far ahead,” he said with a chuckle. You laughed shaking your head and taking his vlog camera pressing the record button and letting Bobby explain to his audience what was happening. The two of you were driving, listening to ‘The Greatest Shownman’ soundtrack and singing at the top of your lungs. You and Bobby had gone and watched the movie five times together. You were looking out the window looking for something interesting to do, when you saw an older man sitting on a bench playing his guitar trying to attract a crowd.

“Hey Bob stop!” You said loudly making Bobby jump in his seat at your outburst. “What is it?” he asked you. “Just pull over!” you said gesturing to a spot on the side of the road where he could pull over and park. He nodded and pulled over, turning off the car and following you out of his Jeep. He pressed record on this camera once again and filmed you running up to the old man who was sitting on the bench.

“Hi sir,” you said giving him a smile, in return the man greeted you. “Do you know anything by Shawn Mendes?” you asked him, the man nodded and started to play the first few cords to Mercy. You sat beside him and started to sing the first few lines of the song which gained the attention of everyone around. Slowly a crowed started to form around the three of you. All of them placing money into the mans hat that was sitting in front of him.

The two of you played a few songs together, before you felt the first rain drop hit your forehead. “Here, we’ll split the money,” the old man said going to hand you half of the money he earned. “Oh no I couldn’t, it’s yours.” You said taking out your wallet and taking out two twenty-dollar bills and handing it to him. “It was great meeting you,” you said with a smile, before leaving with Bobby. The two of you looked over your shoulders to see an old lady with an umbrella walk up to the man, putting it over the two of them as they shared a kiss.

“That was so nice of you,” Bobby said wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “Thanks Bob, I’m sorry that it wasn’t the adventure you probably had in mind,” you said leaning your head into his side. “No, this was much better. Now come on, lets go get some donuts,” he said making you smile.

“I want the one with sprinkles,” you said making him laugh at you.

[kandjimagines-blog]

crushin’ // (bobby m. imagine)

Anonymous said: can you do a bobby imagine where you're friends w jc and you tell him how hot bobby is and then bobby comes downstairs and make it all cute?

         “Jc!” He gives me a big hug, his arms around my waist and I grin, “I got you your coffee.” I hand him the coffee and he moves aside so I can step through the doorway. Jc and I have been friends for a while, but we’re always so busy. He’s either making his videos or he’s out doing photography and I’ve got a job of my own to do. I see Corey and Harrison in the kitchen, all of us hugging and Jc looks me up and down, “Are those my shoes?” “You left them at my house.” “I’ve been looking for those for like, a month and a half.” “They’re mine now,” “Duuuude.” We’re all laughing, it’s so easy to talk to Jc, him and I walking to the living room, his camera already set up in the middle of the room as we sit on the couch.

          We’re bouncing ideas off of each other and one of Jc’s ideas starts with, “Bobby did a video where...” and I can feel this goofy look overtake my face, a soft smile curling at the edges of my mouth and Jc looks confused, “What’s that face for?” “Nothing.” “Jesus Christ, please don’t tell me you have a thing for Bobby,” Jc groans and I shrug, “Tell me he isn’t hot.” “He’s not.” “Well you’re his friend-” Jc laughs a little and I laugh, “He’s so handsome, look me in the eyes and tell me Bobby isn’t wicked handsome.” “Duuuuude, I didn’t know you wanted Bobby’s dick so badly.” “Shut the fuuuuuck up Jc.” He goes onto some goofy tangent, talking in his dumb voice that he does when he mocks me sometimes.

          Jc and I are still going back and forth, “You want Bobbyyyy.” “Jc he’s super hot-” “Just tell ‘em.” “Nah, what if he’s not into me?” I then hear, “It’s very flattering to hear my name being thrown around in such a nice way, but you guys have been talking about me for thirty minutes.” I turn and see Bobby stood a couple meters away from the couch, rubbing his eyes sleepily, he smiles at me, “Thanks for saying all that though.” I feel my cheeks turning red and Jc’s amused, pinching at my sides and nudging me but Bobby doesn’t even seem annoyed, he looks genuinely flattered, he yawns, “You’re very sweet.” It seems like the whole world’s moving slowly, here’s Bobby, the guy I’ve secretly (and not so secretly), been calling ‘hot’ for months, finally acknowledging me as more than ‘Jc’s buddy’. My face must be bright red because he smiles gently, “You should text me later, I think I’m gonna go back to bed.” He shuffles away, pajama pants and all as he walks back up the stairs and I turn to Jc, immediately punching his arm, “You planned that! You suck.” Jc laughs, “No way!” We start play-fighting, him laughing wildly as he tries to block my continuous punches to his arm.

[tateanaau-blog]

Same person requested Franny one too and it’ll come soon :)

[krism98]

My Heart Will Go On (Bobby Mares)

This wasn’t a request I just love doing these types of imagines. I really do. Plus, Bobby doesn’t get the recognition he deserves. He really doesn’t. This video legit made me cry real tears. It’s so freaking beautiful.

~

Today was my boyfriend, Bobby’s birthday. Kian and Jc wanted me to act like I forgot but that’s way too mean. I could never do that to him. Last night he was up really late working on a video that he didn’t even get finished editing. He fell asleep before he could get done. Right now, I have a plate of pancakes with a birthday candle stuck in the middle of it, already lit. I gently opened the door, Bobby peacefully spread out on his bed with DiCaprio. He looked so adorable while he slept. His hair was all mussed up, pointing in every direction possible. Climbing on his lap, I kissed him awake.

“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday Bobby! Happy birthday to you!” I sang, as he leaned up a bit to blow out the candle. 

“Thank you so much babe. Although, you are more than welcome to sit on me like this anytime you want. I won’t mind.” He grinned, as I scooted a bit to let him sit up against the headboard. 

“I made you pancakes babe. And I didn’t burn the house down.” I proudly showed him the plate. I sometimes tend to have the mental age of a child but Bobby always claims he loves it about me. 

“They’re perfect babygirl. Thank you so much.” He grabbed the fork and knife, cutting up the pancakes. He alternated between feeding the two of us, only stopping cut up more pancakes. Once we were done, he set the plate on his bedside table. 

“Time to get up and dressed! We have a whole day planned for you!” I scampered off of Bobby before throwing open his closet in excitement. “I have a surprise for you later.” Bobby groaned and I rolled my eyes, before forcefully pulling him off the bed and into the closet. I marched out, much to Bobby’s dismay.

“Hey, where are you going?” He asked, pouting.

“I’m going downstairs to help get things packed up and all that shit so we don’t have to waste anymore time.” I sassed back, popping my hip. Turning around, I felt a slight smack on my butt and yelped, hearing Bobby giggle in the background. I just kept walking instead of giving him the acknowledgement he was craving. A reaction. Going downstairs, I saw that Franny and the guys were still there. “You idiots! He’s getting dressed! Go!” I whisper yelled, and pushed them out the door. We all had been planning this for over two months. It had to go perfectly. I was going to take Bobby out for the day, just going places, goofing off, getting ice cream, etc. Then, I was going to take us back home, and act like I forgot to pick something up from the store and ask him to stay at the apartment in case Harrison forgot his key again. Thank God that child can’t remember anything to save himself. 

Bobby and I spent the whole day together, and he vlogged it. It used to get on my nerves but I’ve gotten used to it and grown to enjoy it. He was recording memories. We got home about an hour ago, and I knew it was time to start the plan.

“Hey babe, I gotta run to the store. Forgot to pick something up. I think Harrison forgot his key again. Can you stay in case he needs to get back in?” I asked, already up.

“Sure. I don’t know what the hell you’re doing but I’m not going to ask.” He muttered. I rolled my eyes and left the apartment. I already had my bag ready at the venue. I was going to do a lyrical dance to My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion. Then, at the end, I was going to ask him to marry me. I was really sweating it. I hadn’t bought a ring yet because I was afraid he would say no. I drove up to the venue and went inside where everyone was setting up. I changed into my blue leotard, waiting for Harrison to go and get Bobby. I practiced, multiple times to make sure everything would be perfect. 

“He’s coming!” Franny ushered everyone away, and killed the lights. I took a deep breath and got into position.

“Y/N? Babe, where are you? What’s going on?” His voice echoed and the lights came on. “Y/N?”

“This is your surprise babe.” I smirked as the music started. I did a lyrical dance to My Heart Will Go On. (video is below) I swayed and danced with the music, ending on the final note in front of Bobby. I was on one knee. The screen behind me read “Will You Marry Me?” 

“Oh my God.” He whispered. Then he started laughing. 

“I knew it! Dammit Franny I told you he wouldn’t want to!” I screamed, tears starting to form. 

“No! Babe, I was planning on proposing to you tonight. That’s why I laughed, it’s because of the irony. I already bought your ring.” He held my face for a solid minute, before I started to die laughing. By the time I recovered, Bobby had the ring out of his pocket, and slid it on my finger. “Now I don’t have to worry about whether you’ll say yes or no. This is the best birthday ever babygirl.” Then he kissed me. 

[kianlawleysprincess]

Part 2 Of Request #4

It had been a few months since Bobby and I hooked up and started dating. Bobby is great. Honestly. Plus, not having to deal with the back and forth with Kian is really nice too. Since Bobby and I started dating I’ve been so much more relaxed and happy. He really brings out my good side. “Good morning gorgeous.” He mumbled as he struggled to wake up. He rolled over and pulled me closer to him. “Good morning baby.” I smiled “are you hungry?” I asked him. “Im always hungry if you’re cooking babe.” He answered. I laughed and threw one of his shirts on and slid into my shorts. I walked out to the kitchen “breakfast in ten!” I said as I passed everyone else’s bedrooms. I could hear people shuffling away once they heard my voice. Everyone comes running when I start cooking. I pulled out the waffle maker and started to make some waffle batter. As soon as I had a plate ready it was snatched by the first hungry roommate. Once everyone had food I sat down next to Bobby and started to eat mine. He smiled and kissed my cheek “thanks for breakfast Baby. You’re the best.” “What’s the plan for today?” I asked looking around at everyone “I’m vlogging, but I was kinda thinking we could go to Disney World.” Bobby looked at me. “Yeah that sounds fun!” Everyone chimes in and I smiled nodding with them. “Okay so we leave in one hour people!” Bobby shouted. I laughed and ran upstairs to get ready. I grabbed a pair of my ripped jean shorts and slipped them on, turning the the closet I ruffled through all of my shorts finally settling on a red cropped tank top. I straightened my hair and put on makeup. I walked down to the living room and sat on the couch next to Bobby while we waited for everyone else to be ready. “Hey y/n?” Bobby asked “Yeah Baby what’s up?” I looked at him questioning. He doesn’t ever call me by my name. Not since we started dating. It’s always been Baby or babe. “I love you.” He smiled. A huge smile spread across my face and I pulled him to me. I pressed my lips against his and whispered “I love you too.” “Woah woah get a room will you?” Kian shouted announcing his presence in the living room. Bobby laughed and just pulled me close and kissed me again. Kian rolled his eyes and sat down on the other side of Bobby. Finally everyone was ready and we all piled into the car to make the drive up to Disney.

[imaginesfordayz]

Suggestions! Requests are open!

I have an idea for a new story but I'm not sure who to write about! Joe Sugg, Kian Lawley, Jc Caylen, Bobby Mares, or someone else! Send in your suggestions. Also, requests are open!

[coach-vixen]

Car Ride Blurb Bobby Mares

Request: Could you write something with bobby where you two are doing a car vlog and act all coupley and cute bx I think I melt I love ur writing btw.

Author Note you will hate my writing after this! I’m sorry.

I’m so single so acting couply is something I don’t know how to do I’m sorry this sucks lol I’m also sorry it’s short this one felt more blurby

“What is up everyone, I’m back with the beautiful y/n” You laughed and looked at Bobby from the passenger seat and shook your head he looked at you with his dorky smile “WHAT” you closed your eyes “nothing Bobby.” Bobby continued to explain to the camera where he was going and why you were going there. You smiled as you watched him and he noticed you were staring at him. Bobby laughed and leaned forward “She’s staring at me again, she’s so in love” You leaned your head back against the seat “Bobby stop it!!” You laughed. Bobby took his hand and rested it on your lap “It cute so it’s fine.” You blushed and looked out the window while Bobby winked at the camera. Bobby’s hand stayed on your lap for a few minutes before he had to use it to turn the wheel. You yawned and leaned your head on his shoulder and he smiled “what? Are you forgetting that the camera is still on?” You shrugged “Just because you record it doesn’t mean you have to use it right?” Bobby laughed “c’mon Y/N people love you and I being cute and coupley.” He grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips kissing it softly. You rolled your eyes “You’re lucky you’re cute babe.” You leaned up to kiss his cheek.” You weren’t one for major PDA especially in the vlogs, but today was an exception. You really wanted to cuddle your boyfriend, you just wanted to be next to him, so you snuggled as close as you could. Bobby looked over at you just as you began to yawn and he kissed your forehead. “Sleep baby, I’ll wake you up when we get there.” He looked at the camera “Sorry guys, we will see you when we get there.”

[davidobitch]

Can you do a #1 and #13 for Bobby Mares ? Please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻❤️❤️

1: “Beg for it, baby”

13: “It’s 3 a.m. what are you doing?”

go >>here

Didn’t know if you wanted them combined so I separated them cuz it was easier that way :)

[kjimagine]

Just Friends - Bobby Mares

Request: “Hii ! i was wondering if you could do an imagine where kian is your best friend almost like an older brother, and you tell him you're starting to like bobby and that he should investigate and see if bobby likes you that way too, but he ends up lying about it to kian saying you guys are just friends and laughing the question off and you end up hearing but bobby doesn't know you're listening and you get lowkey sad but try to play it off the next day??you can end it however!!”

Pairings:  Bobby Mares x Reader, Kian Lawley x Reader (platonic!)

Warnings: Panic attack, rejection

Summary: Kian is convinced that you and Bobby would make the perfect match. In an attempt to get the two of you together, he tries to talk to Bobby about his feelings for you, only... it doesn’t go as planned.

“I don’t know about this Kian,” you sighed. You ran a hand over your face in frustration.

It wasn’t the first time that Kian had tried to push you so far out of your comfort zone that you thought you were gonna vomit. Like the time he drunkenly dared you to run butt naked with him on the beach, or the countless parties with too many drugs and too many people you didn’t know.

This time though, it was too much.

Bobby Mares, the guy you had known for years, the guy you had been best friends with from the day you met, was also the guy you had the biggest crush on.

“Come on, (y/n), it’ll be fine,” he dismissed with the wave of a hand.

“I’m not like you Kian, I can’t just walk up to anybody and have them instantly like me.” You crossed your arms over your chest, your hands trembling a bit.

Kian gave you a look, the one that could make you do anything he asked you to without question. That one where his eyes got wide and his lashes fluttered. 

“Fine, you can talk to him, but I don’t want you saying anything that makes it seem like I put you up to it.”

Later that night, you and the rest of the house were chilling in the living room, curled up together on the couch and watching a movie. Bobby had volunteered earlier to make more popcorn halfway through, and to Kian, this was the perfect time to “casually confront Bobby”. 

You pulled your hand tightly into your chest as you watched Kian silently follow Bobby out to the kitchen. Franny sends you a look of concern but you brush it off with a small smile.

...1 minute...

Man, it’s getting hot in here. 

...2 minutes...

Since when is there a hole in that wall?

...3 minutes...

Wow, that's a really big freckle.

...4 minutes...

Boy, I gotta pee.

Clearing your throat, you stood up slowly, your bones cracking lightly. Adjusting the waistband of your pants, you took a deep breath and made your way out of the living room. 

Kian and Bobby were talking about the movie when you walked by, nothing too special. after all, it was only the 400th time you’d watched The Greatest Showmen with them.

As water drizzled down from the faucet you faintly heard your name. Slowly turning down the water pressure, you leaned closely against the door to listen better.

Bobby was laughing. Was he laughing at you?

Kian asked him what was so funny about liking you. Bobby laughed a bit more at Kian’s question, but they just went back to talking about the movie.

Is that what he really thought of you? That you were a joke? 

Taking a deep breath, your throat closed a little tighter. You ran your hands up and down your arms lightly, eyes struggling to stay dry. You inhaled through your nose deeply and out through your mouth a few times. Taking another deep breath, breathing felt easier. 

“Hey (y/n), you coming?” Kian yelled down the hallway. You screamed back a yes through the door and leaned back against the bathroom counter for support. Your hands clenched the granite counter tightly, knuckles hurting from the pressure of the squeeze.

Sighing deeply, you took a step out into the hallway. You pushed a smile on your lips and ran your hands over your thighs as you walked.

Bobby smiled widely at you as you settled back into your spot next to him. His arm, just like it had done for the past three years you had been friends, wrapped around you. Kian sent a sympathetic smile your way, but you refused to look at him. Your body tensed, but in an attempt to act like you knew nothing, you slowly leaned into his touch. 

Maybe this is how it would always be, that was, until he found someone else.