#hi kell <3 I show everyone this tattoo

[anotherpapercut]

my favorite things about this poll so far in no particular order:

people saying theyve seen a show 30+ times but it's a show with like 17 episodes. only person I respect is the mf who said Frasier

most of you have terrible taste in calculators

the fact that I didnt specify (character limit got me) that the tattoo wasn't actually designed FOR ME which seems to be the case for most people. it was just a meme they made that I later got tattooed on my leg. we weren't even following each other when they posted it originally, me asking if I could have their meme tattooed on me is what made us mutuals lol

more than one of the people whose hair matches their glasses said it's bc they love purple <3

people saying "finally an actually hyperspecific poll" you are making me more powerful by the minute

[storiesforallfandoms]

she’s a baddie ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 1846

request?: yes!

“Hi! I have a request for mgk (if your requests are open still) but I was thinking maybe something like colson’s girlfriend is a total badass and like has a bunch of tattoos and maybe is a rapper herself and he is kind of just gushing over her and tells everyone he can about how cool she is? <3″

description: in which he loves to gush about his badass rapper girlfriend at every opportunity

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

The minute he walked into the studio and saw her, Colson was in love.

Dom had asked Colson to be on a song with him and a long time friend of his, a fellow rapper named (Y/N). Colson agreed - he always loved to work with Dom and he loved to meet new people to collaborate with.

He wasn’t sure what he expected of (Y/N), but it definitely was not what he actually got.

(Y/N) was in the booth recording her verse. Already, her rapping abilities were for beyond even Colson’s. He was extremely impressed with her lyrics. As for her appearance: she was wearing a pair of tight, ripped jeans, a white button up dress shirt that was completely open with the sleeves rolled up, revealing the sports bra she was wearing underneath.

With all that skin exposed, Colson could see that she was nearly completely covered in tattoos. Her arms were covered in tattoo sleeves, all the way down to her hands and even fingers. There was an undercarriage tattoo poking out from under her sports bra, and another poking out from her waistband around her hip. She even had one on her neck!

She radiated badass energy, and Colson was drawn to her.

Dom looked up from where he was sat and got up to hug Colson. “Hey mate! Just in time, (Y/N) is finished her verse!”

(Y/N) had stopped rapping when she noticed the commotion outside. She was looking at Dom and Colson, as if waiting for them to tell her what to do.

“(Y/N), come meet Kells!” Dom called.

She walked out from the booth and smiled at Colson. “Nice to meet you. Dom talks so highly of you, and I’m a bit of a fan.”

Colson smiled and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you, too. Dom’s talked you up to me a lot, too. You definitely live up to the hype.”

(Y/N) tried to hide her smile to keep her cool status, but Colson could see the corners of her mouth tilting upwards. She put her hands in her pockets and shrugged modestly. “I’m okay I guess. Thanks though.”

“Her verse is amazing,” Dom said, bringing the attention back to him. “Just wait till you hear it when it’s finished.”

Colson sat with Dom to go over the verse he had written. (Y/N) sat behind them, distracting herself on her phone while the men worked. Every so often he would glance over his shoulder at her, hoping to catch her attention for even just a moment.

“She’s single mate, go for it,” Dom said in a low voice, but certainly not low enough that (Y/N) didn’t hear it.

Colson’s eyes widened and he quickly looked over his shoulder at her again. Her attention was still on her phone, but there was a knowing smile on her face.

When the three had finished in the studio and were preparing to go, Colson finally decided to talk to (Y/N). She was heading out the door when Colson approached her, falling into step beside her.

“Your tattoos are cool,” he said, immediately cringing at how lame the compliment was.

(Y/N) smiled brightly at him. “Thanks! They better be for how long they took and how much they cost. Yours are pretty sick too.”

“Thanks. A few of them are kind of old and I regret a little but that happens.”

“When you have as many as we do, you eventually regret one or two.”

There was an awkward silence as the two continued into the parking lot. Colson tried to wrack his brain for some way to save the conversation, but everything he came up with felt dumb or lame. He felt his heart fall to his stomach when (Y/N) pulled keys from her pocket and unlocked a car in front of them. He knew he’d eventually see her again, but he didn’t want their time to end just yet.

Before getting into her car, (Y/N) turned to Colson and put her hand out. “Give me your phone.”

He was taken back by such a direct request that his mind couldn’t comprehend what she had asked at first. “What?”

“Phone, unlock, give.”

Colson took his phone from his pocket and did as she asked. (Y/N) opened the contacts app on his phone and added her name and number, and even took a selfie of herself to set as the contact photo. She sent herself a text so she could have Colson’s number before passing the phone back to him.

“Let’s get drinks some time,” she told him before climbing into her car and starting it up. The roaring of the engine made Colson realize that even her car was badass.

He never would’ve guessed that that one encounter would’ve led to such a strong relationship between the two of them. Colson took (Y/N) up on her offer to go get drinks and, next thing he knew, he was waking up the next morning with her in his bed after deciding to be in a real relationship.

When the news hit the media, both of their fanbases exploded with excitement, saying how (Y/N) and Colson were perfect for one another. Even the tabloids couldn’t find a bad thing to say about the relationship. In fact, they constantly praised the two and complimented them whenever they were saw out together. As much as Colson hated the vultures that were paparazzi, it was hard to be as angry when they were actually saying nice things about him and the woman he loved.

And Colson couldn’t get enough of hyping his girl up. Even when she wasn’t there, all he did was talk about how cool and badass she was. It eventually got to a point that his friends would have to tell Colson that every time he mentioned (Y/N)’s name when she wasn’t around, they were going to hit him.

On the night of Dom’s album release, which featured the song that had brought Colson and (Y/N) together, Dom decided to throw a massive party to celebrate. Colson showed up with his friends, fashionably late as always. It didn’t take him long to navigate the large crowd to find his stunning girlfriend, who was wearing a skin tight black dress that hugged her body and came down to her thighs, paired with a pair of black stiletto heels and her hair pulled back in a braid. Colson couldn’t help but let his eyes wander over her body as he walked up behind her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek, bringing her attention away from her conversation to him for just a moment.

“Sorry to steal her away,” Colson said to her conversation partner, “but I just had to tell my girlfriend how fucking stunning she looks tonight.”

A bright smile spread on (Y/N)’s face as the person she was talking to made a fake vomiting sound, but was smiling none the less.

“You don’t look too bad yourself, hot stuff,” she said with a wink. “Wanna grab a drink and I’ll be over in a minute?”

“Sounds good, baby.”

Colson kissed her head as his hand trailed from her waist to her ass, giving it a quick squeeze before walking away. (Y/N) turned and watched him go with wide eyes, but also with an amused smile on his face. He smirked to himself as he made his way to the bar.

Slim and Rook were already stood there, two empty glasses in hand but too distracted by their conversation to get refills. Colson ordered two drinks, one for himself and one for (Y/N), before looking back across the crowded room at her. An involuntary smile stretched across his face as he looked at the familiar tattoos that were peaking out from her dress.

“Bro, if you say one thing about (Y/N) I am going to punch you in the fact,” Slim said, snapping Colson out of his trance.

“What?” he said. “Dude I wasn’t going to say anything about her.”

“You have that look on your face man,” Rook pointed out. “The look that says the next thing out of your mouth is gonna be something about how badass (Y/N) is.”

The bartender passed Colson his drink and he immediately swallowed half of it. “I’m sorry for thinking my girlfriend is the coolest shit since sliced bread, but that’s how relationships are supposed to work.”

“That’s not how they’ve worked with you before,” Slim said.

“Yeah, before it was a lot of sex and PDA and eventual fighting,” Rook added.

“What I have with (Y/N) ain’t like that, guys,” Colson said. “I know I move way too fast in relationships and they all end the same way, but when I say that it was love at first sight for me with (Y/N), I mean it. I mean, look at her, how can you not love her? She’s not just another girl who wants to be all over me and gets jealous or upset when I’m gone for long because she actually understands that this is how my job works. And she likes to drink and smoke weed and party, so she’s actually fun to hang out with. On top of all that...well...just look at her! She’s smoking hot and badass as fuck. I’m sorry that I tend to talk too much about her and all, but I can’t help it. I’m really happy.”

During his speech, Colson hadn’t noticed that (Y/N) had finished with her conversation and approached the three of them. She joined the group just in time to hear how happy he was to be with her, which had managed to bring happy tears to her eyes. She tried to blink them away as to not ruin her makeup, but it was hard when Colson’s kind words were replaying in her head.

“You mean that?” she asked, causing the three men to jump and to look at her.

“Damn, you move quick girl,” Slim commented.

“How much did you hear?” Colson asked.

“Enough of it,” she responded.

Slim and Rook exchanged a glance before excusing themselves from the conversation. Colson held out (Y/N)’s drink to her and she gladly took it. She leaned into his side as he wrapped his arm around her again, fitting perfectly against him like two puzzle pieces.

“I meant every word I said,” he told her. “I think you’re the coolest chick I’ve ever met and then some. Way too good to be dating a dork like me.”

“You’re anything but a dork,” she said. “And even if you were, you’re my dork, and I can’t imagine having anyone else by my side.”

Colson smiled that adorable, goofy smile that (Y/N) loved so much. She mirrored it before leaning up to kiss his lips. His grip around her waist tightened as he held her close, never wanting to let her go.

[hangovercurse]

Last Night

After another long night of drinking, you wake up with a raging hangover and a tattooed asshole.

Request: “After seeing you hungover I have a request.

From enemies to lovers where Kells and the reader have a drinking competition every time they go out and take it too personal and one day afterwards they share a horrible hangover and wake up in the same bed”

Colson X Reader

Warnings: Drinking, slight sexism, mentions of sex, cursing

A/N: I’m glad my pain could inspire you :(

Word Count: 2133

You and Colson hated each other, with a passion. You couldn’t explain it, it was almost fucking cliché. He had invited your band to open for him on tour, which was great, until he realized that there was a girl in the band; you.

You had dealt with assholes like him for most of your life. People couldn’t understand why your bandmates would want a girl bassist with them, and so said people decided you weren’t good enough before you’d even played anything.

But this was different. Colson knew you were good. You didn’t know why he didn’t like you, but if he was going to be a child about you being on tour, you could stoop to his level a little bit.

And thus began your nightly drinking competitions. It was stupid, really, but you were determined to prove to him that you were more than your gender. So, you made sure to try and drink more than him as often as possible.

It was unspoken competition, but you both knew. Anytime either of you ordered a drink, the other was right behind. Most of the time, he won, as he had much more experience holding his alcohol than you. But every so often you would out drink him, and boy was it a sight to behold.

Tonight though, you were more determined to beat him than ever. You had overheard the boys talking about you at the venue before the show, which piqued your interest.

“What are you guys talking about?” You walked over to them; an eyebrow raised in challenge.

Colson’s face was a bit more red than usual, but you just chalked it up to the heat. “Just about how I totally out drank you last night. And the night before.”

You squinted at him, anger settling over you. “It’s not a competition, but if you wanna brag about being an alcoholic, be my guest.” You sneered, even though you knew it was a competition and he did, in fact, beat you.

Really that’s not what the boys had been talking about at all, but Colson couldn’t admit that they were talking about how much he liked you. He denied the accusations of course, saying that he actually couldn’t stand you, but all the guys argued with him.

He figured he knew his own feelings better than his friends, but he was wrong.

“Fine, then let’s make it one.” He said, pushing you.

You rolled your eyes, “and what would the winner get?”

“I’ll stop making fun of you if you win.” He smirked at you. “But if I win, I get one free crack at you a day and you aren’t allowed to get mad.”

You scoffed, “that’s bullshit, Baker. You already do that. You just want to show off to everyone how much better you are than them.”

“Fine, then what would you wager?”

You thought about it. “If I win, you leave me alone, completely, and you buy my drinks for a week. If you win, I’ll stop complaining about how egotistical you are.”

He nodded, “Buy my drinks for a week and you have yourself a deal.”

 And that’s how the two of you ended up 4 shots and 3 beers deep in a random bar in Colorado. You were stumbling all over the dance floor and each other.

“I really have to win tonight.” Colson mumbled into your ear. You hummed in question, asking him to continue. “I don’t think I can leave you alone.”

You pushed him backwards, but really ended up stumbling backwards. He reached out and grabbed your hips, keeping you upright even though he was just as gone as you. “I don’t know why you’re so mean to me.” You mumbled, a pout on your face. “I didn’t do anything to you.”

He chuckled, pulling you closer to him as the crowd got denser around you. “The guys think it’s because I like you. But I definitely don’t like you like that.”

His words were slurred, but so were yours. “Good. I definitely don’t like you like that either.”

Anyone who overheard your conversation could hear the blatant lies in your voices, and anyone who could see you would see that your feelings were evident as his head leaned closer to yours.

And that’s the last thing you can really remember.

 You woke up in a hotel room, head pounding as your eyes struggled to adjust to the light. You closed them when you realized that they wouldn’t and it was just making your headache more intense. As you came more to your senses you recognized the feeling of an arm around your waist, your bare waist.

Fuck.

You opened your eyes again, looking down to find your naked body underneath the sheets. Did you want to look behind you to the poor guy that you’d have to kick out? Not really. But you did so anyways, only to find the annoyingly familiar mop of bleached blond hair.

FUCK.

You turned your head away from him, burying your face into the pillow. How did you end up naked in bed next to the guy you’ve hated for literal months? Who, by the way, has also hated you.

You wanted to get up, put your clothes on, and escape before he woke up. But the feeling in your stomach told you that that would not work out in your favor.

The grunting next to you also alerted you to this fact. And the fact that your head hurt. A lot.

“Fuck.” Colson mumbled; his voice breathy.

“Shut the fuck up. My head hurts.” You mumbled into the pillow.

Colson moved his arm off of you, rubbing his hands over his face. You both laid there in silence, trying to remember what the hell happened last night. Until there was a knock at the door.

“Kells, get up. We gotta be on the road in 30.”  Baze yelled through the door, and you fought the urge to scream into the pillow. Why were people so loud all the time?

However, you heeded his warning and lifted yourself from the bed, sitting on the edge with your back facing Colson. Your body did not like sitting up, and you had to take a few moments to let your stomach settle before moving again. You scanned the room for your clothes, your head spinning.

You found your shirt and jeans near the door but couldn’t spot your underwear or bra anywhere. “Colson.” You mumbled, the words feeling like cardboard coming out of your mouth. He groaned behind you, alerting you that he was awake “Where’s my underwear?”

“I dunno. I don’t even remember us coming in here.” He groaned again, finally sitting up. He leaned down to the floor, picking up fabric and tossing it to you. “There’s one.”

You sighed and pulled the panties up your legs before moving to throw your shirt over your head, skipping the bra for now. You stumbled as you tried to pull your jeans over your legs, turning to find Colson mimicking your actions.

He had gotten his pants up to his stomach before he stumbled into the bathroom. “Fuck.” He mumbled before vomiting into the toilet. As much as you didn’t want to, you followed him in. You knew if you were this fucked up, you’d want someone to take are of you. Hell, you wanted someone to take care of you right now.

So, you sat down next to him, rubbing his bare back as he threw up into the hotel toilet. Your head began to spin even more as you sat there, so you rested your forehead against the nearest surface, said bare back. Your nose brushed the bottom of the G in his MGK tattoo.

Neither of you said anything, just sitting there in silence. After a few moments, Colson turned his entire body to you. Instead of saying anything or telling you off, he pulled you into his lap, your legs curling up against his stomach. You rested your head in the crook of his neck and closed your eyes.

It felt like the world was spinning around you. “I’m never drinking again.” You mumbled into his skin.

He let out a dry laugh, “do you even remember anything?”

“I remember outdrinking your ass and then I woke up in your fucking hotel room.”

“You did not out drink me, missy.” He mumbled, head falling down to rest his cheek against yours. “I remember you almost fell in the middle of the bar and then everything goes black. But I could make some assumptions about what followed.”

You would’ve rolled your eyes if you had the energy, but you couldn’t even lift your head off his shoulder. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

He shrugged, “do you?”

You shoved him to the best of your abilities while still resting against him. “That’s not an answer, dumbass. Why would drunk you wanna sleep with me?”

“Why does drunk me wanna do anything?” He asked. You mumbled in response and he continued, “do you regret it?”

You shrugged, “think I’d have to remember it to regret it.” He was quiet for a while, and you sighed, “but I don’t think I would’ve even if I could.” You hated to admit it, but you didn’t hate Colson as much as you tried to convince yourself you did. Truthfully, his teasing was both annoying but also the slightest bit attractive.

Colson pulled back from you slowly, a small groan falling from your lips as you had to hold yourself up again. “I thought you would’ve hated waking up next to me.” He mumbled.

“You’re one to talk.” You quipped, lazily.

He gave you a confused face, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You shrugged, placing a hand on the counter near you to try to lift yourself up but not having the energy. “Just that you hate me. I don’t know why you’d even wanna sleep with me drunk.”

“I don’t hate you, Y/N.”

“You sure don’t seem to like me very much.” You were finally able to pull yourself up just a little bit, but his strong hands pulled you back down to the floor before you were even halfway up.

His hands were settled firmly on your hips, holding you in place, “I never hated you. I was… intimidated, at first.” You let out a dry laugh at his statement. “Seriously, I was. But then I realized that you’re actually really cool. I treated you like shit before that though and I guess you just got it in your head that I didn’t like you so every time I tried to get to know you, you brushed me off. Eventually I just gave up.”

You sighed, “I guess I’m just used to guys thinking I’m less than them, I figured you were the same as everyone else.” You shoved your face back into his chest, the light getting a bit too bright again.

He scoffed, “Seriously? I think you kick ass. That’s why I was so intimidated.”

You groaned into his skin, “I think you’re still drunk.”

He let out another low chuckle, “maybe, but I know what I’m saying.” You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his blue ones. “I’ve actually really liked you for a while now, but after I was an asshole, I knew you’d never go for me.”

You smiled, “Aww, does Kells have a crush on me?” You giggled.

“Shut up,” he mumbled.

You pulled him back towards you, “lucky for you, assholes are just my type.”

He cocked an eyebrow, “really?”

You nodded, “Yep. Blonde, tattooed assholes who rap for a living.”

He smirked at you, leaning closer to you and connecting his lips to yours. You pulled away pretty quickly. “As much as I’d like to kiss you right now, we both just woke up and you were just puking like 2 minutes ago. Brush your teeth and try again.”

He pouted, “yes ma’am.”

“Next time, you wanna try this sober?” You asked slyly.

“I never want to do anything sober, Y/N. But maybe I’ll try it out just for you.”

“Shut up, Baker. You’re such a fucking cheeseball when you’re hungover.”

He hummed in agreement, tightening his grip on you. Your head fell back against his shoulder, eyes closing. You don’t know how, but you ended up falling asleep in his arms. His chin rested on top of your head, and eventually he was lulled into sleep as well.

You didn’t wake up until you heard Baze and Slim’s laughter from behind you and the quiet click of a camera. You groaned, sitting up and wriggling out of Colson’s grasp. He woke up at your movements.

“Looks like you two had a fun night.” Slim laughed.

[nevilles-insinuations]

The Road to Normal - Colson Baker

Requested by @catlady495​ : are you taking requests? if so i think it would be so cute if you like took your kids to see colson on tour and have it like really fluff/cute family crap 🥺 

Word Count: 1929 Warnings: None really. Fluff and kids. A/N: Gif by me. Sorry this took so long but I had no idea what to write for a while and kept deleting stuff. Anyways, Stream Tickets to My Downfall!

Going on a flight with 3 kids was just as hectic as it sounded. You were starting to question whether it was worth it. A 2-year-old half asleep on your lap, his feet dangling in your face for an hour. Because if you moved even an inch, he would wake up and you weren’t emotionally prepared for that.

Bella had finally stopped asking questions about the plane, how it flew and when she would see her dad. Her sister distracting her with her tablet. You were always thankful for Casie, she was the best big sister that you could ever ask her to be. Even when you didn't ask, she was awesome. 5 months and 25 days without him and you were going a little stir crazy. It was the loneliness more than anything that got you. The kids hated it, and seeing them like that made your heart hurt.

Colson was feeling it too, though he would never admit how much. Tour was insane like always, but he loved it. The mess, the noise, the crowd. Performing was like breathing to him - the only thing he would change was you. Without you there, it was like a piece of him was missing. A late-night phone call and "I miss you" couldn't get you to drop everything and fly to another country. Now you had kids, it was a lot more difficult to bring them out on road. The circumstances were understandable but hard to take. So this plan was put into action. The plan that involved your legs being scrunched up against a chair for 5 hours and trapped in a metal tube. The ride to the hotel was thankfully pretty short, and you met your favourite co-conspirator there.

"Hey (Y/N)"

Ashleigh hugged you tight, bright smile on her face now that you were finally here. Colson needed this, and she knew you did too.

"How are you guys?"

She was attacked with cuddles in response, laughing as the kids could barely contain their excitement.

Colson, completely unaware of his almost screaming children in the lobby, was in his room. He had called you, just before you'd left for the airport. Panic filled your body. Trying to brush him off was difficult. Normally you'd talk for hours but your terrible excuse of “crying kids and needing to go grocery shopping” was enough to prevent any questions. Thankfully he was too tired to probe any further. You probably made his shitty day even worse, the sadness in his voice killed you.

“No- its fine baby, we can talk later. It was nothing important, I just miss you and the kids like crazy. I love you”

At least now you could make his day a whole lot better.

"Which way is it?"

Casie asked once you were out of the elevator, and finally at his floor. She was bouncing with more energy than you'd seen in a while. Looking determined, concentration etched on her face as she matched the number on the keycard with the doors in front of her. Eli tried to escape from your arms getting antsy, wanting to go where everyone else was.

"Okay, okay. You'll see Daddy soon I promise"

You gently shushed him, eyes widening at the mention of his father. You followed your girls to make sure they didn't scream the entire way there.

"(Y/N), come on!"

Casie ran back and her hand tugged yours. Bella was behind you using all of her might to push, her little arms only reaching your lower back. You laughed, while they hurried you to the door. Now only a few steps separated you from him. Colson didn't flinch at the sound of the door handle, presuming it was Ash coming to talk about the show later. Looking up from his phone, he sighed, waiting for another lecture. His mouth fell open when he saw you all standing there.

"Dad!"

Bella ran towards him and Eli wriggled out of your grasp, climbing over the mattress with his sister's help. Casie made her way around the bed, diving under his other arm.

"What are you doing here?"

That smile you loved so much was plastered on his face, unable to hide it at seeing his babies. They were actually here and not buffering pixels thanks to terrible hotel Wi-Fi.

"Came to see you, duh"

Casie shrugged like it was the easiest thing into the world, burrowing back into his shoulder, while her father laughed.

Finally hearing that laugh in person was heaven. His eyes met yours across the room. After months, those blue eyes were staring into yours, lingering on your figure in disbelief. For a while, he would get to be Colson, instead of Kells.

He escaped the grasp of your children, making his way over to you. Enveloping you in a hug and almost lifting you off the floor. Pressing a kiss to his lips your hand caressed his cheek, drinking in your favourite view. Cuddling you tight to his chest for a few seconds, Colson planted a kiss to your hairline. God, he was so happy. You could hear Casie sighing from the other side of the room. Reaching over dramatically to cover her sibling's eyes, both of you chuckled at her antics. Finally, everything was back to your crazy kind of normal.

The few hours you got to yourselves were gloriously spent doing nothing. Colson listening attentively as Casie told him everything that had happened at school. Bella showed him how far she had got with the guitar. The instrument was bigger than her but she was determined to prove that their facetime lessons were working.

Eventually, you made it to soundcheck. The kids all looked so cute in their matching tour shirts. As you strolled in, Casie was glued to his hip, she was definitely going to be taller than him soon. They were all taller than the last time he’d seen them, which Colson hated. His tiny humans were getting bigger by the second and he was missing it. But the feeling of having them here made him forget that pain of leaving and missing them every second.

You plonked yourself on a seat next to Mod, watching a few rows back with Eli on your lap. While, Bella and Casie went wandering backstage with Ash.

"Daddy up there?"

His small voice asked, swinging his legs on the chair. He had gotten bored on your lap after a while. You pointed up to the stage, where Colson was currently talking to Rook about a drum solo.

"Wanna see!"

You lifted Eli off the chair, holding him above your head to see the stage.

"Wanna see Daddy!"

You pointed to the stage with your free hand but it was no use. Eli sniffled, pouting at you. Those big brown eyes blinking up at you, and you instantly melted.

"Fine. We'll go even though he's only over there"

Mod laughed, as you trudged up that stage, crying toddler in tow.

AJ and Baze waved at Eli who gave them a small wave back, but his eyes remained fixed on his father. Slim pointed for Colson to turn around.

"What's up?"

Colson reached out, taking your son in his arms, eyes scanning for any injury. Eli wrapped his arms around his neck and immediately shut up.

"What's wrong? Why you crying?"

"Missed you"

The baby mumbled into his tattooed shoulder, and Colson’s arms squeezed him a little tighter.

"You were just over there!"

He laughed, pointing to where Mod was, who waved back at him.

"You wanna stay up here with me?"

His voice was softer as he asked the question and Eli nodded intently.

"Guess I'll sit here then"

You made your way over the side of the stage, laughing at the thought Colson jumping around with a baby in his arms. He'd done it before. It was difficult but still unbelievably cute.

Casie appeared next to you, back from hanging out with Ash and Ash.

"Hey Casie B"

She rested her head on your shoulder, her curly hair tickling your forehead. At least she still wanted to hang out with you.

"You doing okay?"

She nodded. Casie would have a good time no matter what, she just wanted to see her dad.

“Thanks for bringing me”

“No problem, you’re a delight. Plus who else is going to watch the madness with me?”

She agreed wholeheartedly, and almost on cue, soundcheck was yet again interrupted by one of Colson’s tiny humans. It was less troublesome than the usual chaos that followed your family around, but it was to be expected. Bella walked onstage confidently, not unlike her someone else you knew, planting herself in front of her uncle. Slim leant down, the five-year-old whispering in his ear, to which he nodded.

“Rookie, you’re out the band”

“Again?”

His accent rang in the air, still sounding dejected at the words he had heard so many times.

“Yeah” Slim nodded, helping his niece over to the drums “Bella is replacing you”

“Do you need some help?”

Rook asked, seeing the concentration on her little face.

She paused, thinking about this life-changing decision for a second.

“Maybe a little”

Her tiny hands grabbed the sticks, whacking the drums and cymbals with some sense of rhythm. She was taking advantage of her moment. Soaking up the applause and cheering, you took that as your cue to leave so they could actually rehearse.

The show was phenomenal, as always. Surrounded by music and the unreal energy that came in waves from the stage. To you it was beautiful. Although that may have been just because of who was jumping around shirtless on stage. Colson winked at you and all the girls screamed but you just shook your head and blew a kiss back. Bella was disappointed to not be on drums, but she still had a good time. Bopping along with her tiny headphones, giggling when her dad made funny faces at them. Eli had fun clapping to the music, occasionally half wobbling half dancing with his sisters. The babies got tired quickly, eventually leaving to snooze backstage. Casie was wide awake, watching with awe as her father jumped across the stage. She shot you another smile, and you just felt happy. Nothing could beat that feeling of spending time with your family, the ones you love. Or an amazing concert.

After the show, you were welcomed into a hug by smiling, and very sweaty, Colson. And you wouldn’t change a thing for that sight. Eventually, you’d make it back to the hotel, basking in the almost silence of nighttime and enjoying each other’s company for the first time in a while. Bundled on the bed, cold because your children had claimed ownership of all blankets and comforters. Whispering due to your sleeping kids, you would attempt to have a conversation but Colson would still make you laugh without even trying.

“Quiet is so weird to me now”

The blond hummed, agreeing with your statement. It was nice but strange to not have a constant stream of noise filling the room.

“You wouldn’t rather be out having drunk lightsaber fights right now?”

“I mean, if you’re suggesting it-”

He abruptly sat up, attempting to move off the edge of the bed, amongst the sea of people on the mattress.

“Nope. This is perfect”

Colson shook his head, moving back and resting comfortably on your shoulder. And you knew, he meant every word. Despite the tantrums, very long flights and awkward facetimes. This was worth it and always would be.

[imaginewithmgk]

Last night I had a dream that kells and I were on the gq couple thingy & it was fucking hilarious. I think he’d be a fun time on there. Is there any way I could request you do an imagine like that?? Please ! 🙏😇

GQ COUPLE’S QUIZ

request fourteen

summary: colson and his gf y/n do the gq couples quiz together

word count: 1,877

warnings: mention of nipsey hussle’s death

3rd person’s P.O.V.

Y/N sat down in the chair while her boyfriend sat beside her in a different chair.

“You ready?” He asks her and grabs her hand, knowing that she gets nervous when someone is filming her. Although she gets nervous, she knows that this kind of stuff comes with dating a celebrity. 

“Yeah, are you okay with doing this?” She asks Colson, knowing that he was upset earlier today because Nipsey did this interview with Lauren before he passed. The death had hit him really hard but doing this was a way to honour Nip’s legacy, as their GQ interview was really popular. 

“Yeah baby, let’s do this!” He smiles. 

“Okay guys, you know the drill. Y/N will ask Colson the questions off her cue cards and we will keep track of the points. We begin rolling in 3, 2, 1…”

“Hey everyone. I’m Y/N Y/L/N and I’m here with my boyfriend, Colson Baker a.k.a Machine Gun Kelly. This is the GQ Couples Quiz, hopefully, y’all know how it works. Are you ready baby?”

“Yeah let’s do it,” Colson smiles at her. 

“Alright, what was the first meal I ever cooked for you?” Y/N grins at him.

“God that was a long time ago,” He chuckles. “Are we talking when we were friends or when we started dating?”

“Hmm.. let’s go with friends to make it harder for you,” 

“Was it… cereal or something?”

“Babe!”

“What!?” 

“It was grilled cheese! When you were hungover and came to my place,” She playfully hits his shoulder. 

“Oh yeah! I knew that so I should still get the point,”

“No, you didn’t!” They laugh together.

“I’m going to be so bad at this,” He puts his head in his hand and laughs.

“Confidence is key,”

“Yeah baby I know,” They smile at each other. 

“Okay… how many tattoos do I have?” Colson looks up and furrows his eyebrows. 

“Let me imagine your body hold on,” He points his finger in the air as if to count. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5…”

“Come on,” Y/N encourages him.

“11?”

“Correct!” Y/N high fives him. “Bonus point if you can name them,”

“I don’t know about that,” Colson teases. Y/N playfully shakes her head at him.

“What’s my favourite colour?”

“Easy, green.” Colson pauses. “Or the colour of my eyes,” He winks.

“Correct, good job. Two points so far,”

“What was my first job ever?” 

“Fuck, it was at a fast-food joint right?” 

“Yes! Three points,”

“I’m smashing this!” Colson pumps his fist in the air. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Y/N giggles. 

“If I could only eat one thing for the rest of my life, what would it be?” Y/N nervously shuffles the cue cards.

“I don’t know if I can say that one on camera baby,” He laughs. 

“Kells!” She swats him with the cue cards and laughs. 

“Nah, Nah. Pasta right?” 

“Nice save. Correct,” 

“Alright, what’s something on my bucket list?” 

“Ummm… go to the Olympics? Like attend it, not be in it!” 

“Yes actually, I’m surprised you know that one.”

“You gotta give me more credit, I listen…” He pauses. “Sometimes,” Colson joking around is noticeably making her feel more comfortable. 

“How do you know when I’m mad at you?”

“How am I supposed to answer this without making you mad?” Colson teases. “You ignore me, gimme the cold shoulder,”

“I mean you’re not wrong…” She admits. “What colour are my eyes?” Y/N shuts her eyes quickly. 

“Damn, now I can’t cheat. They’re green yeah?”

“No! They’re brown!” She says as she opens her eyes.

“With little green bits in them!”

“Babe! They do but they’re mostly brown. I reckon that one’s wrong.”

“Not fair,” Colson jokingly pouts. 

“Let’s move on. What’s my favourite “pump up” song?”

“Till I Die by yours truly,” Colson grins. “Obviously. How many points am I on now?”

“7 I think?”

“Out of how many questions?”

“9?”

“Alright, I’m doing okay so far,” 

“What’s my favourite movie?”

“Notting Hill!” Colson answers quickly.

“Wow, I’m impressed.”

“Yeah well, you make me watch it at least three times a week,” 

“True,” She giggles. 

“How long does it take to my makeup?”

“Well, it depends on the look, pretty much between 5 hours to 3 years!” Colson jokes.

“Hey! It does not take me that long. It takes me life half an hour to an hour!”

“Yeah well for me it feels like a lot longer than that,” He laughs. 

“What’s my favourite fast food and what do I like to order?” 

“Oh, easy, your favourite place is KFC and you like to order a double tender meal! That’s an Australian specific burger for all you uncultured swine,” He jokes. 

“Correct!” Y/N laughs. “Who influenced me when I was growing up? Music-wise,” Y/N asks cheekily. Colson rolls his eyes. 

“Eminem,” He mumbles. 

“What was that?” Y/N giggles.

“Eminem!” He speaks a bit louder which makes Y/N burst into laughter. God knows if these two will have any laughter left in their body after this interview is finished. 

“Correct again. You’re rocking this baby,” 

“What am I on now?”

“Like ten I think?”

“Sick!”

“Describe me in three words,” 

“Gotta make this appropriate. Let’s go with sexy, funny, no actually! Hilarious! And kind,”

“Awe thanks, Kells!” 

“What am I most comfortable sleeping in?”

“Nothing,” Colson winks at the camera. 

“Oh my god,” Y/N puts her face in her hand. “Let’s move on.”

“Wait wait wait is that correct?” He smirks.

“Yes! Now, what am I most scared of?”

“Small spaces right? You’re claustrophobic or whatever they call it,”

“Yes and no. I am scared of small spaces but it’s not what I’m most scared of,”

“What is it then?”

“I’m most scared of losing you,” Y/N blushes.

“Awe babe! I love you,” Colson kisses her cheek. 

“I love you too,” She smiles. “What’s my Starbucks order?”

“Either cold brew or a green tea frap with whipped cream,”

“Correct! I think that’s 13 now?”

“Yay!”

“Who’s my favourite actor/actress?”

“Obviously me, or Hugh Grant,”

“Another one correct!”

“Where was I born?”

“Easy, Australia!”

“Do you know where in Australia?”

“Melbourne?”

“Yep! I knew that you knew that, I just love hearing you say Melbourne in your accent,” Y/N admits, to which Colson laughs. 

“Who is my celebrity crush?”

“Is that even a question? It’s obviously me,”

“Yes… obviously…” Y/N says in an uncertain voice.

“Is there something you’re not telling me?” Colson furrows his eyebrows. 

“Nope!” Y/N laughs. “Moving on… what is my favourite nickname to call you?”

“Daddy,” Colson winks at the camera.

“Colson!” Y/N raises her voice, clearly embarrassed. 

“Or Kells,” 

“That’s better,” They laugh together. “Who is Casie’s favourite? If you don’t know, Casie is Colson’s beautiful daughter,”

“Um me of course,”

“No, me!”

“Hey! I’m better with her!”

“No, she loves me more,”

“No, she loves ME more! I’m her dad!” Colson whines. 

“There’s only one way to settle this,” Y/N grins and grabs her phone out of her jacket pocket. She clicks on Casie’s facetime contact and moves the phone to show only her face.

“Hey Y/N!” Casie answers.

“Hey baby girl, I have a question for you.”

“What’s up?”

“I wanna know who’s your favourite, me or your dad?”

“Is dad with you?”

“No…” Y/N chuckles.

“Okay don’t tell him but you’re my favourite!”

“Hey!” Colson yells. 

“Y/N you said he wasn’t with you!” Casie pouts.

“Sorry hun, we’re doing a video and he thought that he was your favourite,”

“You’re both my favourite!”

“You can’t go back on your word now,” Y/N jokes. “I gotta go now but I’ll see you soon!”

“Okay love you both!”

“Love you too!” Colson and Y/N say at the same time before Casie hangs up. 

“Told you I’m her favourite,” Y/N winks as Colson sits in his chair sulking.

“What’s my favourite tv show?”

“Depends on your mood. I know your top three are Law & Order SVU, Supernatural and Big Mouth,”

“Good one baby!”

“I only know that because you also make me watch those with you,”

“Shh you’re on 18 now I think,”

“Out of?”

“23 I believe,”

“Hmm, that’s okay,”

“Where did we first meet and what did I think of you?”

“We met at one of my shows and you thought I was an asshole,” Colson chuckles.

“I did think you were asshole but really hot,” Y/N admits.

“Great,” Colson laughs. 

“What’s my favourite ice cream flavour?”

“Mint choc chip!”

“No, it’s cookies and cream. You know better,” Y/N jokes. 

“Oops,”

“Okay, what’s my zodiac sign?”

“Oh! Virgo! And I’m a Taurus! I only know this because Y/N is trying to educate me on all of the signs,” He laughs. 

“Yes I am, he’s doing very well so far. Clearly,”

“I try,” He swats his imaginary hair behind his shoulder making everyone in the studio laugh. 

“What’s my favourite part of my body?”

“Coincidently, it is also my favourite part of your body. Your butt!”

“Yes,” Y/N says in between chuckles. 

“What’s my favourite song of yours?”

“That’s hard because you have so many!” Colson laughs.

“It’s true… how about name one off each of your albums?”

“Alright, I’ll just do the mainstream ones. Lace Up, your favourite is Wild Boy or See My Tears. General Admission, your favourite is Bad Motherfucker or Merry Go Round or Till I die! Honestly most of the songs off that album. Bloom, Let You Go or 27 or Wake + Bake cause you said my voice sounds really hot in that,”

“Don’t at me like that!” She laughs. “But it’s true,” She winks at the camera. 

“I know BINGE is an EP but still, your favourite is NYLON. Hotel Diablo, it’s Glass House or 5:3666 or el Diablo. And off Tickets to my Downfall, well that’s a secret.”

“Wow, you got all of them right! I really love Baddest and Lead You On too by the way! Highly recommend checking out all of those songs,”

“I’m glad you like my songs baby,”

“Of course. Now, what’s my favourite thing about you?”

“Physically, one thing we can’t mention on camera,” He winks. “Or my tattoos. Y/N has a really bad habit of tracing them like 24/7,”

“I can’t help it! They’re all so interesting. I think I’ve bugged him about telling me the meaning of every single one,” 

“True that. I reckon emotionally though, your favourite thing is how much I care about everyone,”

“Oh yeah for sure. Onto the last question, you ready babe?”

“Yep,”

“What’s the biggest scar on my body?”

“I don’t know babe! The one on your leg?”

“Yes actually,”

“Aye there we go!”

“Well, that was my last question, thanks for playing baby and thank you for watching!”

“What was my score?”

“24 out of 30 I think,”

“Oh,” Colson looks down at his feet. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy with that but that’s the score Nip got when he did this with Lauren. Shout out to those two, rest in peace. Neighbourhood Nip forever!”

“Love you,”

“Love you too baby girl,”

-

I did not check over this so sorry for mistakes lmao

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[mgkconfessions]

CBS Podcast full version

I was very skeptical about your message anon, because none of that would fit to how Kells and Megan presented their relationship to the public and their fans. Since the beginning their narrative was always "once in a lifetime" love story with a deep and unique connection, brought together by the universe.

But now you’re saying that there's a podcast where Kells admitted that at the end of July, after everything that had happened (Kells making BV about her, dedicating a music video to her, posting that he's "in love" with her, their relationship becoming Kells’ centre of his work, pda shows and dinner dates for the paparazzi, countless sources talking about how serious and real they were and Kells and Megan both encouraging that perception of them too, the twin flame podcast with everyone pushing and believing that Megan is his future wife and finally going so far of even getting tattoos), after all that he's saying now that at the end of July, after three months of dating, they weren't as solid as they made everyone believe they were this whole time? But that their relationship was so fragile that they needed one more day to figure out if they could even be separated for 5 weeks without having to maybe break up?

I didn’t know that the short video which I saw from CBS was part of a 20 minutes long podcast, so I looked for it the other day and found it, because I couldn't believe that he really said that! But he did and I added some screenshots and the link of what he said below, although I recommend you to listen to it too!

I haven't been convinced of this relationship since the beginning and keep saying how fake deep it seems like and how weird and off their dynamic always is and how you can see that they're putting on a show for the public and their fans, but they aren’t feeling it themselves like that and I think I can take Kells’ words as basically confirming that now, at least from May till the end of July to be accurate about that.

In these 3 months, counting from the day both of them attended Kells' friends birthday party in May, they managed to fabricate a show for the public and their fans, but in reality they weren't nearly as solid and strong of a couple like they tried to sell it to everyone else. This isn't about them not managing to be more solid after three months of dating, every relationship is different (although in my opinion it is a bit weird if you think about how much time they spent with each other that this time wasn't enough for them to talk about how they will spend longer periods of time away from each other because of their jobs which was clear from the beginning), but this is a great example of how public perception can be manufactured and influenced by PR and how easily everyone just falls for it and doesn’t think twice about what they’re being presented and suddenly they believe and are invested in a relationship that doesn't even exist like that outside of the public eye and I don't think that much has changed for them since July, at least not for the better, either.

To answer your question anon, I can't fully answer it. I think that getting tattoos while knowing how fragile your relationship is seems like a desperate move and thinking that a bit of ink could save your relationship and give it the seriousness and depth that it’s still lacking, because tattoos are meant to last forever. They're still together, but I believe that they are so caught up in exaggerating their love story and putting on a show for the public and themselves, that their real feelings were left behind from the beginning and instead of working on it in their private time to gradually develop their relationship towards a point of stability and depth, they found themselves already at the end of that journey and ever since were supposed to present and be this strong power couple that they never were and still aren’t. I also don't know what one more day could have saved and changed than what three months of dating couldn't do and to be honest, looking at them now, it doesn't seem like it did much, because Megan is still following him around everywhere, so at least that point of their concerns still seems to exist. As I said I assume that eventually they were too deep into this twin flame narrative and mixed PR too much with their real life and relationship that it took over everything that was real in the beginning and they or at least Kells, didn’t know anymore what was real and what was just done for the public, which made breaking up or continuing to date a very confusing question and situation, because do you ever really know what your partner is truly thinking and feeling? And like I said many times before, both of them seem to have many other reasons why they're in this relationship too, but real love seems to be the last one of them. I believe that both of them know or Kells is starting to see in which illusion they're living and are aware of that, but are too proud to admit to themselves and each other that their relationship is mostly a lie, an exaggerated better version of the reality, and they also have to think about all the benefits that they would lose once they break up. It's a really sad life if you think about it!

I don’t want to go too much in depth in this post about what else he had said, but it sounds like although Kells wanted to make this relationship work and not accept that it might not work out, it seems like they had a couple of issues and things that stood in their way of dating and having a lasting relationship that they were aware of. It’s interesting that he didn’t accept those other things as signs from the universe tho that they shouldn’t date and that it wouldn’t work out long term without a pandemic, but he accepted not having to be evacuated as a sign of the universe confirming that they should date and that made him ignore all the other red flags then although he also says that the universe is ALWAYS speaking to us (not included in the screenshots, but he says it in the podcast). He acts like it was the universe’s will for them to date, but yet he was the one who picked and chose which signs he accepted and which one he ignored, so that makes him still very much in control of this decision and not some predestined universe.

The CBS Podcast

[ellixthea]

Appearance

Request: “Can you plase do an imagine where mgk and reader (famous singer) are dating. And everyone thinks mgk is a bad bf cause of his appearance and career (and he always uses ‘hoe’ in his songs). But they do it for fun and y/n loves him, so one day colson decides to do something romantic just to assure y/n that he loves her.”

A/N: Hi guys! I’m soo sorry for taking so long! Between exams and all I was pretty busy but since I’m officially on summer break, I have a lot of free time 🌴Hope you enjoy it 🥰

“Please welcome Y/N Y/L/N!” You made your way to the stage where an assistant told you to go and you were cheered by people clapping in their hands and shouting your name. You hugged the host and waved at the audience before sitting on the couch. You were used to be invited on talk shows, but you would always get a little nervous, especially since it was exceptionally broadcasting on live, before finally relaxing and enjoying the moment. It was not the first time that you went to Jimmy Fallon’s talk show, so the audience enjoyed the chemistry between the two of you. “First of all, let me tell you that you look amazing Y/N” “Oh thank you! I’ve been tired lately so you telling me this is actually a miracle.” You said laughing soon joined by the audience and Jimmy. “Yes, because you just finished your worldwide tour!” He replied and the audience cheered. You felt your cheeks blushing and you couldn’t help but smiling. Your career in the music industry started 4 years ago and you immediately got a huge success. Even now, it was hard for you to believe that it was your life. Millions of people following you on Instagram, millions of people buying and streaming your music, people always asking for a picture when they would meet you and a lot of nominations, even a Grammy one but unfortunately, you didn’t win it.

“Thank you! It felt good to be back on the road, meeting incredible people and fans. I’m very grateful.”

“Congratulations on everything that is happening to you.”

“Thanks so much.” You said giving Jimmy a warm smile.

“Well since we’re talking about your career, you released a new song called ‘Good’ and on an Instagram post, you said that it was about someone special who you’ve met 3 years ago and your fans assumed it’s about your boyfriend, who is also Machine Gun Kelly. Is it really about him?” Jimmy asked. You knew this question would be asked soon or later and at first you wouldn’t want to answer it as far as you didn’t like exposing your private life, but for a few months now, you could see on the internet articles and random people saying bad things towards your relationship. Yes, you were dating him for 3 years now and you couldn’t be happier. When you first met him, you heard from people about his reputation but you couldn’t fight what you felt for him and when the two of you started dating, you were surprised that he was a very caring person, always giving you cute attentions, and you were tired of people denigrating him without truly knowing him. He was the opposite of everything you could read.

“Yes, it is. You know, people always talk about things they don’t know, and now it happens to be my relationship with Colson. Yes, he is a rapper. Yes, he got a lot of tattoos and yes, there’s always girl in his clips and when he’s on tour but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about me. If people knew what he has done for me and how he is demonstrating his love for me I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t talk that much, and they would stop judging him by his appearance.” You answered and you heard people clapping in their hands before you continued “When it was the beginning of our relationship, I would lie if I’d tell you that I was really happy with the idea of him being around girls , even today sometimes, a part of me is always afraid, but I trust and love him enough to know he wouldn’t hurt me. Nobody but us knows what we’re saying to each other behind closed doors.”

“I couldn’t agree more with you Y/N.” Jimmy replied, and you felt good to finally let out of your chest what you kept for a while. The interview went on and you eventually finished the show and your driver drove you to yours and Colson’s place.

When you opened the front door, you knew Colson was at the studio recording new songs, so you weren’t surprised to be alone. You felt tired by your day and decided to take a hot shower before putting on one of his shirts and a panties. You went to your shared bedroom and went under the soft blanket, turning on Netflix.

It was around 0:30 a.m. when you heard the front door shutting. You knew it was Colson and you were surprised that he was already here since usually he would come home at around 3 a.m. “Babe?” “The bedroom.” You shouted back, not looking away from the tv show you had put on. He opened the door and your eyes met his with a smile drawn on your face.

“I knew I would find you in this position.” He said getting closer to the bed.

“What can I say? Netflix is a good entertainer when you’re not here.” You replied, giggling at your own words before Colson gave you a quick kiss on the lips. “Be right back, I’m gonna take a shower really quick.”

When he was done, he was only wearing a pair of boxers when he joined you under the cover. You missed him the whole day so naturally you got closer to him, put your head on his chest and your arm around his waist, only hearing his heartbeat and the sounds of the tv. You wanted this moment to last forever. Only the two of you and nothing else. Colson had his arm around you, caressing your shoulder which would give you shivers. You had never felt such a thing for someone before and it was mutual. It was silent in the room, but not an awkward one before he spoke. “Babe?” “Yeah” you replied, looking at the tv but being all ears for what he was going to tell you.

“You know that you’re the only one that I love and want right?” He asked still caressing your shoulder. His question made you rose from your position and you were now sitting next to him.

“Of course, Colson. Why would you ask me this?” You asked back, getting a little bit concerned. He knew that when you would call him by his name and not ‘Kells’, it was because you were having a very serious tone.

“When I was at the studio, I took a break to watch your interview and I heard what you said about girls being around me and how sometimes you would be afraid anything could happen.” You could see in his eyes he was saddened, not by you but by the situation. You felt bad since the point was to prove how faith you had in him and how much you trusted him, not for you to make him feel guilty or bad.

“Colson I di-“ you started but you were cut off by him putting his hands on your cheeks before speaking.

“I want you to know that you’re the only one I want. I don’t even look at the other women. I don’t even know how I got so lucky to get you, but I promise you to never hurt you. And I’m so sorry you feel afraid and not good about it, but I promise you you’re the only want that I love and desire.” By the end of his sentence, you could feel tears forming in your eyes. You knew how he felt towards you but wouldn’t express it, at least with words since he was not comfortable saying that kind of things. Even though you knew it, it still felt good to hear it. You look at him and kissed him, putting your soft hands on his cheeks before pulling away.

“Colson, what I said wasn’t for you to feel bad. Sure, I’m not always at my best when I see those girls throwing themselves at you but my point was to shut the haters up by saying that I trust you enough to go past this. I know you wouldn’t do such a thing and I hate that people are assuming that about you. Sure, I can be scared because there are so much more beautiful and great women out there than me.” He stopped you at the end of your sentence.

“I don’t want you to ever think that okay? You are everything that I didn’t know I was looking for and I don’t want anyone else in my life than you.” You gave him a shy smile before speaking again.

“I probably opened up a little too much, but they got the message. You don’t have to worry because you’re doing everything perfectly for 3 years.” You assured rising one eyebrow and smiling causing Colson to put you on your back and him being on the top of you.

“Y/N, you’ll be the death of me.” He said, his face a few inches away from yours; “I’ll be honored then.” You replied in a teasing away before he pressed his lips on yours.

The next morning, Colson and you woke up early as far as the both of you had busy days planned. You had a few meetings to do about the end of your world tour and Colson had to work on the upcoming album. You were running late and left before him, saying quick goodbyes which you hated.

“Sorry babe I’m late,” you started, grabbing an apple, “I’ll text you during the day, I love you.” You finished, taking the time to give him a languid kiss and headed to your car to go to your first meeting. When you left, you could see that something was up with Colson, probably because of the interview and the conversation the two of you had but tried not to overthink it and you’ll see later what’s wrong.

The day was exhausted, just as the day before and the day before that one. You texted Colson in the afternoon, but he didn’t respond which made you worried. What if he decides to left me? You tried not to make up ideas and just told yourself that he was probably busy, which was probably the case.

When you got back from work, you were glad it was the weekend. You haven’t stopped since the beginning of the world tour and those two days off were more than needed. As you expected, Colson wasn’t home, but you wish he was since you started to get anxious about him ignoring you. You decided to clear you mind and go by the pool, with on the edge of it with only having your feet in the water. The house you shared was overhanging the city which was giving a perfect view. The sun was beginning to go down which gave to the sky a beautiful orange mixed with pink color, and the lights of the city looked like diamonds.

You were relaxing when your phone buzzed right next to you. You look at the screen and saw that Slim was calling. “Hey Slim, what’s up.” “Hey Y/N, is Kells with you? He left earlier and we tried to reach him, but he doesn’t answer.” You heart started to be fast already imagining the worst scenarios. “No, he’s not here, I thought he was with you guys.” You said, standing up from your spot and taking your bad with you. “I’m on my way to meet you guys. Gotta be in at the studio in a few.” You said and hang the phone call, ran at your car and drove to the studio. On the way, you couldn’t stop thinking of where he was or what had happened. An intuition kept telling you that all of this was happening because of that damn interview.

Once you arrived there after around 20 minutes, you got inside the studio and the whole crew was there, expect Colson of course. You were greeted by the guys and they didn’t seem as concerned as you were. “Do you know where he could be?” You asked them and Baze was the one to answer. “He said he had some shopping to do but he wasn’t replying to our text, so we guested he was with you.” “No, he was not.” You replied, rubbing your forehead. You could see the guys gave you a weird look. “Is everything okay girl?” Rook asked you, getting closer to you. “I don’t know actually. Kells and I talked about the interview I made yesterday, especially about the part in which I said that sometimes I was happy with the idea he was surrounded by girls throwing themselves at him and that I was sometimes scared he would cheat on me and since then, I can see something is up.” “We saw that when he came this morning and he say he didn’t want to talk about it but then he was as he always is during the whole day.” Rook told you which got you confused. What was going on you thought to yourself. He wasn’t answering his phone and you didn’t know where to look for. You stay a while with the guys, just in case, when you got a text from Colson.

Babe ❤️: “Sorry, I had a busy day. Meet me at the house please.”

“I’m on my way.”

You told the guys about the message and told them that you were leaving, and they all gave you an amused look, which you didn’t understand and you wasn’t about to try to since you only wanted to see Colson.

Once you arrived, you opened the door and saw that all the lights were turned off. It was odd since his car was parked in front of the house. You walked in anyway and saw some candles lighted up here and there. You were confused and walked kept walking and you saw a bunch of candles around the pool and there he was, standing with a bouquet of red and white roses in his hands. It was not the night yet but close to it, which gave the sky a dark orange and blue color which added beauty to the moment. Some petals were scattered on the floor. You walked toward him in complete awe. When you were standing in front of him, you started talking.

“What is all that for?” You looked around you, still surprised with everything. “I made this up for you. I hope you like it.” He asked, handed you the bouquet which you took, and smelt the perfume of the roses. “Of course, I do! It’s amazing! Thank you so much Kells.” You replied, kissing and hugging him.

“Wait, the guys knew about this right?” You asked putting the pieces together.

“They did.”

“Of course.” You replied with a giggle.

“I know that I’ve been pretty busy lately and your interview made me realized that I don’t enough show you how much I’m grateful for you and how happy and in love I am with you.” You put your hand on his cheek.

“Hey, I’ve never doubt about it. I feel terribly bad that the interview had such an impact on you. I’m sorry Colson.”

“No, don’t be. I wish you would have talk to me about it but it’s okay. I’m not mad at you.” He replied, looking straight in your eyes.

“Well, I actually not always thinking about that, it’s not eating me up but since the topic was put on the table, it came back, and I let it go. But I promise that now on, I would let you know.” You said, kissing him passionately. “Well, now if you don’t mind, I’ll have to put your clothes. I think you have too much clothes on for the weather outside.” He said smirking at you. “I’m all yours.”

[yasbxxgie]

How Gentrification Is Criminalizing New York City’s Subway Dancers

Gentrification is shifting the culture of MTA’s underground performance ecosystem, particularly for African American and Hispanic youth. Police are finding a means of controlling what can’t be taxed and removing an art form misunderstood, but present since the 1980s. There’s a fourth wall that exist between Showtime performers, passengers riding the train and the police. There’s a language of survival that exist within the Showtime community that’s misinterpreted. Unfortunately, it is written off as a crime. Showtime has a way of commanding attention. It’s a form of hip-hop. Meanwhile, New York newbies have deemed it disruptive and unsafe.

As an alternative, programs such as Showtime NYC and Music Undergroundare zoning Showtime performance to places like Battery Park and Union Square. Police are advised to handout slips to performers with information about where they can, rather than arresting them. Ainsely Brundage, a former Showtime performer, said, “It’s micromanaged and structured in a way that puts limitations on dancers and performers in general.”

He started performing at the age of 14 and stopped in 2014. During his stint he was arrested 14 times and experienced all manner of rudeness from subway passengers, from being called the n-word to being tripped. It was never about a childhood hobby when Brundage started dancing on the train, it was about making money for food. The criminalization of the Showtime performance over the last couple of years has caused an erasure of a job market, while redefining what is permissible and impermissible when it comes to performance on the MTA. While Brundage was trying to make ends meet by dancing, he was also trying to figure out what freedom of expression meant apart from his home.

One of the most vivid examples of having his freedom of expression policed at home was when his father cut off his locs.

“I came to the realization that my last exhale was when I had locs. The moment that my stepfather forced me to the barbershop, forced the barber to cut my hair because he thought that was the reason I was getting in trouble and misbehaving in school. Ever since then I feel like I’ve never been the same. Over the years I’ve made attempts to grow my hair back, because I feel like that was my way of trying to reconnect to that feeling of actually being free,” Brundage said.

A policed state is something he’s had to work with his entire life. So for Brundage these “organized” efforts of controlling Showtime performance are seen as yet another attempt to police. “These programs are great and all. Zoned performances and all, that’s great. But we need to decriminalize it. Because while they are doing zoned performances people are still being arrested for performing on the train. And I think that’s wrong.”

Brundage is only 22, but his resilient response to life is a fully formed testimony. A Midtown pizzeria is where we first met. Without many introductory questions, he immediately began to share his life’s story. He opens up about his tremulous relationship with his family, being kicked out of his home and going from homeless to becoming an acting student all within a year’s time.

Originally from Bushwick, Brooklyn, he was raised in a West Indian household by his stepfather and mother. During his time living at home, he chronicles how his parents wouldn’t feed him. His stepfather even went so far as to lock food away.

Showtime was his meal ticket. He learned by getting on the train at 2 and 3 a.m. when the carts were empty and trying out routines.

Most Showtime performers have a team they do routines with, but for the most part Brundage was a one-man show. He said, he wanted to make as much money as possible by doing it alone. On a good week he could easily make between $800 and $1000 dollars, which he used to attend his first year of school at Brooklyn College.

During his time as a solo Showtime performer he met Malcolm Fraser. “We both just met each other through hard times. That’s how we just started dancing on the train together. I have a hat, you have a radio, let’s make this money together,” Fraser said.

Ainsley’s performance name was Top Star, which he has tattooed on his forearm. “That’s what he considered himself to be a ‘top star’,” Fraser said. Fraser went by Richie Rich after his uncle’s name. Fraser began dancing on the train when he was 15.

The two formed a brotherly bond, Fraser only a year older than Brundage would teach him various moves. And then just like that it all came to an end for the two in 2015, they found new jobs where there wasn’t a constant risk of being arrested.

Fraser is originally from the Brownsville, Brooklyn, and is still teaching. We spoke for the first time over the phone, where he began to share his stories of encountering the police and effects of gentrification as a Showtime performer. “They complain about these kids who are just trying to make money for food, or find a way out. Nobody likes looking at the dirty train. And you complain about these kids dancing. That’s what gentrification does. The culture is hustle.”

Fraser has an international audience and dances on above ground platforms. He’s traveled everywhere from London to China showing others the techniques of litefeet dancing. However, both Brundage and Fraser noted that they would never go back to Showtime performing.

“I would rather put myself in a performance light, where people come to you. It’s kind of a degrading feeling. It’s kind of embarrassing. That’s not everyone’s take on it. You learned out of necessity, because there was no other way for me to eat,” Fraser said.

Today, they are using their craft in a different light. They’ve even had the opportunity to star in an Intel commercial together.

“I like to give people an outlet to express themselves. I don’t have a set place that I teach right now. I have people who are willing to fly me overseas. I have a set job in London and I’ve taught in China,” Fraser said.

He hopes to one day own a lot of land and have a lot of arts programs. “People are really connected to the arts in some sort of way. I think if the arts caught us at an earlier age, and killed our ego it would really change things,” Fraser said. Brundage’s plans for the future include attending the Mason Gross School of the Arts for acting. There are plenty of other narratives similar to Fraser and Brundage’s.

Black and Hispanic youth in the city deserve spaces where they can make money while exercising their freedom of expression, ones that aren’t policed. Showtime is not meant to be polite and this where it’s unfortunate relationship with law enforcement stems from.

Like Brundage, Fraser his experienced getting ticketed and arrested during his time as a Showtime performer. “I danced really clean. I try not to kick anyone. They just saw that I had speakers on me. They knew that I had just finished dancing. That’s the only reason they ticketed me,” Fraser said. Eventually, the $100 ticket Fraser received was dropped. He noted that it all started because they finally realized how much untaxed money these kids were making. “They move to New York for the culture and then call the cops on the culture,” Fraser said.

“People who don’t understand, people come here and romanticize our struggles. They turn it into something for profit, that’s what is happening,” Fraser said.

Subway performances like violin, guitar and piano playing are engaged with like a harmless backdrop.

One Organization’s Fear of Gentrifying Subway Performance Culture

Matthew Christian is the founder of Busk NY, an organization that believes in a New York where public performance is a vibrant and celebrated part of artistic life. Christian, originally from Vermont, started the organization three years ago after moving to New York and choosing to play his guitar on the subway platform as a hobby.

“There wasn’t a whole lot of opportunity to perform and one of my favorite things was the larger town near mine had a festival where they would gather on Main Street and a local business invited my brother and I to play, and that was my favorite thing. So when I came to the city after college, I learned that performance was allowed in the subway, so I went out for the first time in 2011 and the second day I went out I was wrongfully arrested and that was sort of my introduction,” Christian said.

Back in 2013, Christian was arrested for playing his guitar on the subway platform. Since then, his organization has built a community around performers who have had similar experiences. We first met near Grand Central on 42nd Street, where he began to discuss the community that Busk NY has formed since its inception.

Christian said he believes Busk NY is potentially aiding in the work of gentrifying subway performance culture. Busk NY is faced with the challenge of making sure their work is reflective of and advocating for the diversity of subway performers and not just another white faced organization unconsciously becoming a fresh face for subway performances. Instead, organizations such as Busk NY have to do the work of breaking through the cultural barriers that exist between Showtime performing just trying to make a living and those playing an instrument on the subway platform as a hobby.

“It’s not common in the city to see young black men or Hispanic men get a chance to perform, so it’s really powerful particularly as a high school teacher to see them in that space,” Christian said.

Showtime Diagnosed With Broken Windows Policing

Former New York Police Commissioner William Bratton diagnosed Showtime performance in the MTA with Broken Windows Policing.

In theory Broken Windows Policing was implemented to prevent “disruptive” anti-social behavior and vandalism. Introduced in 1982 by social scientists James Q. Wilson and George L. Kelling, it was an extension of “Stop and Frisk” and became just another excuse to troll and terrorize Showtime performers to the point of largely putting an end to it on the MTA.

The rise of gentrification is rewriting the rules of what can and can’t be done in public spaces based off preconceived ideas of what is a potential “threat.” As neighborhood demographics change and longtime residents are priced out, it’s important that we consider gentrifications many repercussions on marginalized communities of color.

These laws were written without prior knowledge of the people, their language or economy that came before it. These days Showtime performances are pretty scarce. It’s a treat if you get to experience it even once a month during your daily commute on the MTA.

[paperbackphoenix]

yet another fucking tag

thanks to @bvkspine aka the person who tags me in everything

1) Rules : Tag 9 people

@boneseasonofglass @kat-from-minasmorgul @word-stuck @readthebloodybook @introvertedbookworm24 @phoebe-does @zoyalina @xpaperbacksandteax @happybibliosaurus

Last song I listened to: How Would You Like It? by Lauren Aquilina

Last book you read/listened to: the last book I finished was a Pirates of the Caribbean book called Jack Sparrow: Age of Bronze (research and stuff)

Favorite color: blue

Top three shows: ummmm I don’t watch a lot of TV???? Game of Thrones..... Avatar the Last Airbender and..... idfk detective/murder mystery shows in general

Top Three Characters: wHY AGH Luna Lovegood, Lila Bard andddd Arya Stark

Top three ships: Kell x Lila (wtf is their ship name?), Percabeth and stop asking me for 3 I don’t have 3

2) Rules : BOLD the statements that are true for you.

APPEARANCE :

I am 5'7 or taller. For those who use m (170m) guys im really short im like 5′3″

I wear glasses only for reading/watching tv

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have short hair how short is short?

I have brown eyes

My abs are at least somewhat defined I have good core strength tho, and some good ol defined biceps yep

I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY :

I love meeting new people sometimes. depends who they are lmao

People tell me that I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me It’s not like a “I MUST HELP EVERYONE thing, but I do give advice when it’s needed

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically now I can’t stop saying it

There’s something I would change about my personality

ABILITY :

I can sing well too many of these things are subjective

I can play an instrument violin and piano kind of

I can do over 30 push ups without stopping I can do this with sit ups

I’m a fast runner HOW FAST IS FAST???

I can draw well

I have a good memory

I’m good at doing math in my head I was (I haven’t done maths beyond averages in a year) good at maths but not really mental maths

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling yee boi

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch I don’t go around punching people btw

HOBBIES :

I enjoy playing sports depends on the sport. I was part of a tennis club for about 7 years and I enjoy playing sports non-competitvely. p.e. was awful

I’m in a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else not atm but I have been in 3 orchestras

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week whats that (ok but I do walk like 1.5 hours every day)

I’ve gone for runs once a week in the warmer months

I’ve drawn something in the past month I say ‘drawn’ hesitantly

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my #1 passion

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES :

I’ve had my first kiss

I’ve had alcohol and it’s gross

I’ve scored the winning goal in a sports game

I’ve watched an entire season of a TV Show in one sitting

I’ve been at an overnight event does a sleepover count

I’ve been in a taxi

I’ve been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I’ve beaten a video game in one day

I’ve visited another country

I’ve been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS :

I’m in a relationship

I’ve had a crush on a celebrity who hasn’t?

I have a crush on someone I know

I’ve been in at least 3 relationships

I’ve asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I’ve had a crush on someone for over a year

I’ve been in a relationship for at least a year

I’ve had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE :

I’ve at least one person I consider a ‘best friend’

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling an annoying ass brother

I live in in the United States

There’s snow right now where I live

I’ve hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT :

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I’ve had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I’ve dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I’ve punched someone in the past week look I said I don’t go around punching people but it’s hard in a family setting ok. (they deserved it)

I know someone who has gone to jail lmao a kid in my psychology class said he had a “good excuse” for not doing his homework, and it was because his parents called the police on him

I’ve broken a bone

I’ve eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life study eng and creative wrting at uni, become an editor and hopefully an author!

I speak at least 2 languages

I’ve made a new friend in the past year

I’ve been given flowers before

ok nice

[lovelyparanormalbooks]

Cover Reveal: Rebel Cause by Cassandra Giovanni (Teaser Images + Excerpt + Giveaway)

Today is the cover reveal for Rebel Cause by Cassandra Giovanni. This cover reveal is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. Rebel Cause (Boys of Fallout #3) By Cassandra Giovanni Genre: Young Adult/ New Adult Age category: Coming of Age Release Date: July 11, 2017 Blurb: Reese White has spent her whole life trying so hard to be perfect, that when she looks in the mirror, she doesn't know the person staring back at her. Sure, she's always gotten high grades and excelled academically, but she's never put much time into herself. Now, as she heads off to college, Reese realizes she's remained so hidden inside a book that she's invisible to everyone, including herself.

Kellin Lake has always seen Reese, his little sister's best friend, the beautiful girl hidden behind baggy clothes and good grades--but he's hiding, too-- even from her. Tattoos, lip piercing and lead singer in a metal band, he's a rebel without a cause. But that's just to the people at school. At home, he covers it all up, and he's the boy with the angel's voice, and a 4.0 only his parents know about. When Reese flips the switch and takes control of her looks, they make an arrangement-- pretend to be in a relationship to elevate Reese's social status. It's simple. Kellin helps his sister's best friend, and Reese isn't invisible anymore. No one falls in love. No one gets hurt. But what Reese doesn't realize is Kellin is already in love with her. And now things get a hell of a lot more complicated.

You can find Rebel Cause on Goodreads You can pre-order Rebel Cause on Amazon

Excerpt: Lindy narrows her eyes at me, and I shake my head. Maybe it's a good thing. I don't need her to think I'm developing something for her brother...or that I've always had something for him. I squeeze my fists together until my nails bit into my palms. I look up at Kellin. I don't feel anything different than I've ever felt around him. He gives me a smile and comes forward to pull me into his arms, tucking his head into my hair. "I missed you, Ree." I smile as I hug him back, the happiness I always feel around him overtaking any of the odd thoughts I'm having away. He pulls away, looking down at me, and I feel like me. Just me. "So why haven't you packed anything?" he asks as he looks around my room, hands in his pockets. He's wearing the heather blue Henley with the hood I bought him for his birthday. He has the sleeves pushed up, and the buttons undone so his tattoos show in all their glory, but he'll be able to hide them if my parents come home. "I don't know what to bring," I admit. "You can bring everything if you want," Kellin replies, crossing his arms. "It's our home indefinitely. We don't have to come back for breaks unless we want to." "Good point...I just don't know where to start," I reply with a shrug. Kellin gives me a grin, and my skin heats up as our eyes remain locked on each other. I can't look away or stop smiling. I finally turn around, grabbing a box as I chastise myself. This is Kellin-- KELLIN, my best friend's brother. My good friend for four years. He's older. Sexy as hell-- damn it! Off limits, Reese! I take a deep breath as I feel Kellin behind me. "Let me give you a hand?" he asks, giving me one of those infectious, crooked-kid-like grins. "It's an empty box, Kell. I think I can handle it," I reply, nudging him out of the way. "You sure about that?" he teases, raising an eyebrow at me. "Ree? You up there?" Mom calls my name, and I look at Kellin frozen as her hand turns the knob to my door. I jump on his back, pulling down his sleeves as I do and wrapping my arms around his neck to cover his collarbone. Kellin catches my legs and holds me there just as Mom opens the door. She blinks a few times at us, and I give her a smile. "Kellin and Lindy came over to help me pack," I say. "I can see that...but why are you on Kellin's back?" she asks, and I hear Lindy stifle a giggle as Kellin's arms tighten around my legs in panic. "I was betting him that he couldn't pick me up," I say as I slip one hand under my arm and button the shirt. I slide down his back. "I guess I was wrong!" Mom looks between Kellin and me before shaking her head. "Well, Reese could really use your help. As you can tell she hasn't even started thinking about moving yet." "I've been thinking about it. I just haven't done anything yet," I reply. She rolls her eyes in response. "So I should order a pizza for dinner?" "That'd be great," Kellin replies as he opens one of my drawers and immediately closes it, placing his hands behind his head as he purses his lips together. "Found the underwear drawer?" Mom asks as she smirks at him before shutting the door. Kellin taps his thumbs against his jeans as he looks around the room. "Uh...thanks for that." I nod as I step past him and open the same drawer and start dropping my bras and underwear into the box in front of him. His eyes find the ceiling as his face turns red. "Really, Ree? You couldn't like wear, I don't know...normal stuff?" I look up at him as I drop a pair of black lace boy shorts into the box. "What's not normal about them?" He rubs his face. "You practically wear bags as clothing--and then you wear that underneath?" I pop my hip out as I lock eyes with him. "Do you like it or something?" Lindy makes a gagging noise behind him. "Could you guys save the flirting for when I'm not around?" It's my turn to be embarrassed. I drop the last item into the box and start piling my pajamas, which were pretty close to what I wear every day, on top. Kellin doesn't respond but grabs another empty box and heads to my closet. He pauses, hand on the knob before looking over his shoulder at me. "Is there anything I need to be cautious of in here?" I shake my head. "You found the only thing you really wouldn't want to see the first drawer you opened." Lindy coughs, muttering under her breath, "Who says he didn't want to see it?" I watch as Kellin's eyebrows twitch, his eyes narrowing on his sister. She shoots him a similar look, and I stand in the middle puzzled.

Get the first two books in this series! Book one in this series Out of Beat is available! You can buy a copy on Amazon Book two in this series Behind the Lens is available now! You can buy a copy on Amazon

About the Author: Cassandra doesn’t remember a time when she wasn’t writing. In fact, the first time she was published was when she was seven years old and won a contest to be published in an American Girl Doll novel. Since then Cassandra has written more novels than she can count and put just as many in the circular bin. Her personal goal with her writing is to show the reader the character’s stories through their dialogue and actions instead of just telling the reader what is happening. Besides being a writer, Cassandra is a professional photographer known for her automotive, nature and architectural shots. She is happily married to the man of her dreams, and they live in the rolling hills of New England with their daughter, Hope and dogs, Bubski and Kanga. For regular updates visit Cassandra’s website http://ift.tt/1uIqjaq and sign up for her newsletter. You can find and contact Cassandra here: - Website - Facebook - Twitter - Goodreads - Instagram - Newsletter Giveaway There is a cover reveal wide giveaway for the cover reveal of Rebel Cause. One winner will win a paperback copy of Out of Beat and Behind the Lens by Cassandra Giovanni (US Only). For a chance to win, enter the giveaway here: a Rafflecopter giveaway

[mgkconfessions]

AMAs 2020 2/2

The tattoo

Actually she got the gunman as a tattoo, because the gunna or gunner would be el artillero. I guess that didn’t sound as nice so she went with el pistolero, but it isn’t really his nickname and with everything that she pretends to know about Kells, it makes me laugh that this is what she wanted on her body to honor him! Says a lot about who she is as a person and what version of Kells she cares about in this relationship. She got a nickname of his stage name, not his real name. She’s all about MGK and doesn’t give a fuck about Colson. Even Col would have been better for a love tattoo and would have been a lot more personal and shown him that she accepts and loves Colson too and not just MGK. But el pistolero only makes her look like a groupie who is excited to date her favourite singer and she’s obviously living out her bad boy fantasy with him. It’s even more tacky, because she’s supposed to be his real first love and serious girlfriend, but all she cares about is his public fame side and she only needs Colson to make MGK depending on her.

It’s embarrassing and she should get it removed as quickly as possible! Maybe she can get Brian’s tattoo removed together with Kells’ then :). Don’t feel bad for her, first time it’s a mistake, but second time it’s a choice. She or they want to be stupid, let them be stupid. They have to live with the tattoos and public humiliation.

No, she said that she got his nickname, but we only ever heard her call him Buddha and Lamby, so we joked around which one she would choose and for her own sake she should have gone with Buddha, because that would have been the one that people would associate the least with Kells.

We talked about the tattoos and Banyan Tree before, but absolutely not planned at all Megan properly revealed the tattoo for the first time on her red carpet debut with Kells to get more attention for it. And even less calculated she started rumours about it only shortly before with the fan pictures. I assume that Kells is next with a public love declaration, maybe we will see his M.F. tattoo for her that I will forever read as mother fucker ^^! I assume it’s somewhere near his crotch or hip or on his butt cheeks. If it’s on a body part that we have seen then it’s very unnoticeable. The tattoos are real, but I believe that they didn’t show them on purpose to reveal them at the best time for the most media coverage. Imagine that’s how your relationship is like. Everything is planned to fit into your PR strategy! Sorry to say this, but Kells isn’t smarter than this. He does and says stupid things all the time and whatever you thought about Kells doesn’t apply to his 2020 Megan Fox version. This isn’t Kells anymore, this is Richard! Old Kells would have never done that, but Richard surely does these things and calls the paparazzi to become more famous. Kells has a tattoo for Casie and got it quite early on. It’s right under his nipple, close to his heart :)! I don’t think that Megan has any tattoos for her kids tho, she seriously got a tattoo for Kells before she got one for her own children!

Apparently neither of them learned anything from the past tattoos and relationships. Megan got the second time a tattoo for a man who she knew around 3 or 4 months at that time although her last relationship and marriage didn’t last either despite having a tattoo of Brian’s name. An anon said that the woman on Kells’ side is about a comic figure, but I couldn’t find a picture of that comic figure with a mole on her face which Kells’ woman has and Hedi has one too. Then with the caution band around it, I still believe that it means that he should be careful with women like Hedi and still with that tattoo on his body he’s dating someone even worse than her now. Neither of them learned anything from their past mistakes, we can only hope that they will do it now when their relationship ends. I don’t think that the fang tattoo has anything to do with Megan, because his Instagram caption was “take me away from all this death” and I think that it’s more about how he has lost so many friends and important people in the years that he wants to be taken away from it and vampires are also dead but still alive.

It’s so many things this year that made him incredibly unattractive! I honestly can’t even imagine them having a normal conversation with each other, so I don’t think that there was any discussion about their tattoos for their exes. I don’t see them bringing up topics that might be a sensitive spot for the other one so that they will never fight.

She did this the second time now. I don’t know why after Brian she didn’t realize that tattoos for your boyfriends aren’t a good idea and especially not for guys who majority of people believe to still be capable of cheating, because they’ve done it in the past all the time.

They were already doomed when Megan decided that he was her twin flame on the second day, but the tattoo is an amazing symbol for a relationship that will fail too. :)

It’s just Megan trying to be edgy and cool. From all of his nicknames and symbols she could have got for him as a tattoo, the wrong version of the gunna just shows that she’s obviously living out her bad boy fantasy and she wants to be the hot chick at the side of this bad boy MGK LMAO! ^^ It doesn’t fit to her caring about his well being tho and that he calmed down, which I doubt he has, and since she’s pouring him Tequila and emotionally manipulated him from the beginning, I don’t think that she truly cares about him either. She’s dating his image and his celebrity, but not the real Colson. Kells struggled so much with accepting that there’s Colson too and his own girlfriend gets his “nickname” as a tattoo, but even she only cares about MGK. Megan hasn’t seen Kells’ party and wild side yet when he’s on tour and on stage performing. Would she still want to date him if he was sucking on girls’ boobs on stage, hip thrusting them into the crowd and have sex inside the tour bus with multiple girls? I don’t think so, because remember Megan was the one who got him out of the fast lane and Colson Baker doesn’t need more women anymore or that whole party lifestyle. No, he’s an obedient lamby to Megan now :)!

Pregnancy rumours

Megan isn’t pregnant. At the AMAs she had a little belly, but she’s a mother of three and even skinny people can have a small belly. The shiny fabric only emphasized it. Last year in December she had a little belly too and wasn’t pregnant. It’s probably just her figure or she was bloated. Also it doesn’t seem like Kells got any other girl pregnant since Casie’s mum and he has been smoking a lot of weed every day for years too. I think he takes children quite seriously and I don’t really see him accidentally get a girl pregnant, not even Megan. And Megan didn’t sound like her body could take another pregnancy either or like she wanted more.

Kells’ post

I honestly think that her finger was the only thing that he could grab of her lmao! ^^ With all the other pictures from that day and the way Megan announced him, it looked like she didn’t even want to take one of their couple mirror selfies with him that day. Kells was ready to take the picture and trying to get her in front of the mirror too, but she didn’t want to. Even her smile isn’t really a smile. It’s like she was awkwardly saying “yeeeaah” to appear like she wanted to take a picture and was having fun too, although she hated being there or maybe she wanted to give us a different facial expression, because they always look so serious in their mirror selfies and now she wanted to show how much fun she can be in a not very convincing way tho. It looks awkward and they seem off in that picture too.

I think that he did sleep with a gun right next to him, however not all the time, because Casie has been sleeping in that bed too and who took the gun away then? Not Megan! Because she wasn’t even around that time! He needed an Instagram caption that again would make everyone believe how real and deep their love is and how much she changed him into a new man :’). I can’t take anything seriously that he says about them, because he’s always doing too much and it’s always the same old story just with different words. Also what does it matter if she made him put the gun away when she’s enabling him in his alcohol excesses. For the boys sharing their pictures, I don’t believe that anyone of them cares a lot about Megan and is very interested in getting to know her, because she’s dating their friend. Kells went to the AMAs with Megan of course they will choose their couple pictures to post about it.

Watching AMAs

I believe that Megan only came to watch the show and then left, because her signature water bottle left the table eventually and Megan wasn’t on any of those pictures anymore either and when Kells was in the kitchen with many others too, Megan wasn’t there and she’s usually where Kells is. I assume that the food wasn’t organic and sushi enough for her and instead of bringing something as well that she and others could eat from too, she didn’t eat there and left early. I believe that she really only came to watch it. She doesn’t seem to like his friends anyway. It must have been embarrassing for her to see her announcing Kells and Travis on television in front of everyone! It’s funny how nobody filmed that part of their performance to put it on Instagram ^^.

Twitter Trends

You know what’s sad? When Megan Fox and Sydney Sweeney were both trending on the day of the AMAs, but Kells the guy and reason for them to even have the opportunity to be trending on Twitter, wasn’t. Kells’ performance wasn’t amazing and one time he even sang the wrong lyrics and overall he seemed quite out of breath too, but it’s obvious that whenever Megan will be there, everyone focuses on Megan and not him. Regardless of that I don’t think he needs Megan, because he’s the one who is getting all these opportunities to be seen and heard and not her. So yes, she has to insert herself into everything to get her 5 minutes of fame and Kells allows it, because her name gets him more attention and he can show everyone that he’s dating her for his own ego.