#matt espionsa imagine

[wolvesandolan]

Ouija board - E dolan

Request: y/n pranks e with an Ouija board and it goes wrong? Plsssss

Requested by: Anon

this has swearing btw x 

“Aw you’re such a sook!” I complain, throwing my bottom lip out at Ethan. “Shut up y/n, sorry not everyone wants to mess around with an Ouija board. In case you didn’t realise I don’t have a death wish.” Crossing his arms over his chest Ethan stands tall, although he’s declining a game he refuses to look like a baby.

“Grayson?” I ask, peering over at the other twin who looks around puzzled. “Care to be more of a man then your older brother?” I ask, glaring at E.

“I guess, I mean this shit’s not real.” Gray looks over at his brother who stares back wide eyed, “c’mon Eth, what’s the worst that’s going to happen?” Ethan responds with a sigh, looking everywhere but at me.

“If I get haunted because of this stupid game I’m killing both of you.”

“Sooky, sooky.” I reply, laughing. The boys join me on the ground, but not without numerous comments from both the twins. “Take your hat off Ethan, it’s disrespectful to the spirits.” While shooting daggers into my head E slowly takes it off, placing it next to the candle that surrounded the board. “Do you all know the rules?” I question, looking around at the boys. In response they nod their heads, I guess its not uncommon for someone to know the rules of an Ouija board, I mean practically every second horror film is about one.

After awakening the board, we begin to ask questions. However, it was obvious that as per usual the twins weren’t taking it seriously.

“You’re going to piss them off.” I say, smirking slightly at them. Ethan and Grayson chuckle, clearly not bothered. “Fine, if you aren’t scared let’s ask some interesting questions.” I raise my eyebrow at Ethan, my smirk stretching across my face, “When will Ethan die?”

“Hey!” Ethan sounds, “you aren’t supposed to ask questions like that.”

“Oh well, you’ll live, maybe?” I respond, laughing slightly. Ethan rolls his eyes, but quickly focuses back on the board when it begins to move with great strength and speed.

“Cut it out Gray.” Ethan speaks, his fear evident in his tone. Goosebumps spread across my body, the force moving the planchette is incredible, it was impossible for one of the boys to be able to move it that harshly without someone noticing.

“Did that just spell out tonight or have I suddenly become dyslexic?” A cold chill runs through my body, my stomach begins to feel uneasy and my face pales. “I really don’t want to play anymore.”

“That wasn’t funny Grayson.” Ethan’s voice squeaks, a feature I’ve noticed is evident when he’s nervous. “y/n tell it goodbye, we’re not doing this anymore.” Nodding my head, I tell the boys to place their fingers back on the planchette.

Our fingers glide across the board as we spell out the words goodbye. When nothing happens, we take a deep breath.

“That game was fucked, this is the last time y/n suggests a board game.” Rolling my eyes, I stand.

“Whatever, you probably just pissed the spirit off, so it just wanted to scare you.” My eyes return to the board, and for the second time tonight my blood runs cold.

The planchette was moving on its own. I’m not done with you yet. I let out a scream and Grayson stands frozen, Ethan however runs the fastest I’ve ever seen him run.

“Where are you going?” I shout, my eyes wide. Ethan returns, holding a match and my deodorant. “Hell no-“ in a matter of seconds, a bright flame ignites in my lounge room. “Ethan!” I scream. Pulling him away, I turn to see my Ouija board in flames. “It was a prank!” I yell, pushing him. “Grayson get water!” The colour returns to the boys face.

“That was cruel.” He responds, as Grayson tips water to stop the fire. I refuse to break eye contact with the drama queen to show how annoyed I was.

“It’s only on fire a little bit, you can still use it.” Lifting his shoulders in a shrugging motion, Ethan drops the can. A smirk appearing on the corner of his lip. “Look, I know that setting it on fire probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do but it’s done now and we have to deal with it.”

“You owe me a new one.” Ethan’s eyes open wide.

“Fuck no, I ain’t going anywhere near one of those things again.”

“Ugh, forget it. It’s not even nine o’clock and I just watched you nearly set the house on fire. Don’t touch anything else.” Ethan nods his head, flashing a toothy grin.

“Yes ‘mam.”

[espinochill]

um friends?: matt espinosa

part 2

[writingsforanyone]

Stage Antics

Pairing: Matthew Espinosa-Y/N Warnings: None ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Y/N Y/L/N!" You ran out on stage as Mahogany called your name. The screamed for you as you joined the boys. Cameron Dallas, Nash Grier, Hayes Grier, Matthew Espinosa, Aaron Carpenter, Taylor Caniff, Carter Reynolds, Jack Gilinsky, Jack Johnson, Shawn Mendes, Mahogany Lox, a few more guests, and of course you, were touring all over the country with Magcon, and you were at your stop in Atlanta. You grabbed you mic off of the DJ stand and yelled out, "ATLANA WHATS GOOD" The girls screamed louder, and you didn't think that was possible. You laughed and continued talking. It was routine. Yo i were last to come out and the first to speak. You always did the city introductions, and went to each of the guys to speak to them. "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!" you yelled again as the screamed louder. "Alright alright i like what i'm hearing!" You walked over to Mahogany's DJ table and said, "Loxy, how excited are you for today?" "Well, so far, i think that this crowd has been the loudest of the whole tour. So i think this will be a very good show" "Ya hear that Atlanta? Keep it up!" You walked over to the boys who were already messing around on stage, and you grabbed Aaron out of the group. You got on your tip-toes and put your arm around his shoulders. You did this with every guy during the introductions. "So Aaron. How are we today?" "Excited. Mahogany put it pretty well, the crowd seems very excited, and it turn that makes me excited." "Good answer, good answer. Tay Tay!" you spoke in to the microphone, Aaron and Taylor switching spots. "Taylor." "Yes." "May i ask you how you've enjoyed this beautiful city?" "You may. And i will answer it. I've really enjoyed it so far. We walked around yesterday and i have to say it's been one of my favorite cities so far." "I think these young ladies are happy about that," you said as the crowd started cheering. You called up each of the boys one by one, until you were down to the last two. Matt and Gilinsky. "G!" "That's me" "I'd hope so" He laughed and you went to put your arm around his shoulders, but you couldn't reach him. You have the same problem with Shawn, but he bends down so you can reach him. "Cmon G i'm short you know that. Help a girl out." Instead of bending down like he usually does, he picked you up bridal style, much to your shock. "Well that's one way to do it." You had little "flirtationships" with each one of the guys, Jack being the most flirtatious. You looked behind him at the other guys and most of them were laughing, but you noticed that Matt looked annoyed. You figured one of the guys had problem done something to piss him off, and you turned back to Gilinsky. "What's been your favorite part of the tour so far? Besides meeting all of the beautiful fans of course." "Well that's definitely been my favorite part. But other than that, i'd definitely have to say seeing places i've never seen before. Like Atlanta. I've only been here once before and that's when i was real little, so it nice to see it now that i can actually remember it." "Awe. Little Mid-Westerns never been down south." He laughed as he let you down, and you called Matt over. I have a thing for Matt. I'm not gonna lie. Ever since i met him, there was just something about him that made me slowly get feelings for "Last but most definitely not least, Mattchew Espinosa. How are you today?" "Yea i'm fine," he answered, a little sour. You went and whispered in his ear, "Dude fix your attitude. They paid money to see you, the least you can do is act happy." You then asked him his introduction question: "What part of today's show are you most excited about?" "I guess the fan questions. You guys always have the best questions" "ALRIGHT everybody. It looks like we're in for a good show tonight. Now. I'm gonna stop speaking like i'm a sports caster, and i'm putting this down now," you said, as you put the microphone down. As the show went on, you all did skits, the Jacks and Shawn sang, Mahogany did her thing on the DJ table and everyone had one massive dance party, and before you knew it, it was time for the fan questions. Mahogany called out members of the crowd, and everyone had fun answering the questions. "You over there with the pretty platinum hair!" Mahogany called out, pointing to a girl to the left of the stage. "Y/N, will you do a kissing circle with the guys??" she called out, shocking most of you. "Well, it depends on if it's ok with the guys. If you don't want to participate, back up," you said. Carter was the only one that backed up, considering he had a girlfriend. "Wow. Everyone here wants to kiss me? Well i mean, who wouldn't," you joked and everyone laughed. All of the guys got into a circle, and you stood in the middle with your arm out, finger pointing. Mahogany said into the mic, "3, 2, 1, GO!" You started spinning around, and the crowd was counting down from 15. You peeked, just enough so that you see the guy's clothes, and also so that no one could tell you were looking. When the crowd got to 3, you started spinning fast so that you would land on Matt. When they said stop, you opened your eyes and low and behold, he was in front of you. The rest of the boys and the crowd started chanting, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" You stepped towards him, and he took a step towards you. He reached out and put his arm around your waist, and crashed his lips into yours. You felt like you were on fire. Warmth spread through my body. It was the best kiss you've ever had. His lips were warm and soft, and they tasted like the sour patch kids you had been sharing in between your times on stage. You put one hand on the back of his neck, and the other on his chest. You had been waited for this since the day you met him. And it was finally a reality. But as much as you wanted to believe it was real, you knew that it was for the crowd and the game. But even if it was fake, you enjoyed it while you could. After a few seconds, you pulled away and smiled, biting your lip and backing up. The crowd was screaming, louder than you had heard all night, or on the whole tour for that matter. The boys were hollering things at him and cheering him for kissing you. Mahogany came over and basically jumped and gave you a huge hug. "Girl you totally did that on purpose!!" "Shh don't tell," you said smirking, putting you finger to your lips and winking, walking back to the boys. You continued with the Q and A, stealing glances at Matt, and you noticed him looking at you as well. When the show was over, and everyone went back backstage, you started to walk towards the room where everyone gathered, but a hand grabbed your and pulled you away. You looked at the owner of said hand and realized that it was Matt's. He pulled you into another room that had a few couches and chairs, but was smaller than the other room. "We need to talk," he said abruptly, sitting down and dragging you down with him. "Ok.. about what?" "You know what. That kiss, the looks, everything Y/N." "Well i'm not sure what you want me to say. The kiss was for the game. i just happened to land on you." "I understand that. But we needed to talk even before that. Y/N, i've had feelings for you since we met. Your personality, your attitude, everything about you. Today? When Gilinsky picked you up? I was so jealous i thought i was going to explode. I've seen you two. You flirt constantly. But, with that kiss, you can't possibly tell me there isn't something there. "Listen to me Matt. Jack? That was nothing. I wasn't expecting it, and it was just a spur of the moment thing. He's a flirt Matt. You know that. It's just his personality. And that's my personality to. I flirt. You put two flirty people together, it's going to look like something more than it actually is. And the game? I was looking at you the whole time. I made sure i landed on you because i've wanted to kiss you since the day we met,"you said leaning back and running your hand through your hair. "God dammit Matt i don't know how you haven't seen it. I'm in love with you." Instead of answering, he grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to him, leaning in and kissing you. You immediately kissed back, wrapping you arms around his neck as his went to you waist. He pulled you onto his lap, not breaking the kiss. It was just like the kiss on stage, only this one was more passionate. After a few minutes, you pulled away, leaning you forehead against each other's. "Matt! Y/N! Where are you guys?" you heard from outside, and you quickly got off of Matt's lap and leaned back on the couch. "In here!" you called, and Nash and Johnson came into the room. "What are y'all doing everyone is in the other room?" Johnson said, and you told the boys you were just talking, and you both got up and followed the boys into the other room. Matthew grabbed you hand as you walked, and let's just say, when he pulled you into his lap, there were a lot of questions to be answered.

[whatyournightmaresaremadeof]

Any of my followers write imagines? Cus my recent obsession has hit a high note with Valter Skarsgard and I can't find any imagines on him😭 please, if someone writes me one, I'll love you forever. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[munsonthings86]

No More Breaks- A Sammy Wilk Imagine

Quick Summary: In this part we meet Y/N, a teenage girl who makes a promise to herself to take a break from dating… That is until Sammy comes into her life.

Warnings: None really, I actually refrained from cursing in this one lol.

“Don’t let the fear of getting your heart broken, stop you from finding something as amazing as love.” “Whatever,” I scoffed. I closed the book that I just read this lame quote from and threw it in my backpack for class tomorrow. We were being forced to read this book about love for drama class. I hate drama class. I’ve tried transferring classes but the only other class available was music–and lets just say I don’t have a musical bone in my body.

I put my hair in a messy bun, and slapped my body against the bed beneath me. I looked up at the ceiling and thought about everything that happened last year. What happened last year?What didn’t happen last year. Well let’s see, long story short, I got my heart broken three times, lost my brother to a dumb college all the way in Paris, and my best friend Hailey moved to Florida, leaving me behind in Omaha.

“What am I doing,” I asked myself out loud. “I’m a 17 year old girl, moping around about 3 no good ex’s, my older brother Tyler who’s on the other side of the world, and frickin’ Hailey who said goodbye over a text message. And I’m talking to myself, might I add,“ I said to no one in particular. “I should be out with my nonexistent friends,” I said covering my face while rubbing my eyes, from being sleepy. Yep, I had no friends. I didn’t need friends. I sit by myself at lunch everyday, and when it’s time to work with a partner for an assignment or whatever, I usually beg my teacher to let me work alone. I pick up my phone and read the time. 11:48 p.m. “Ugh! Where did the time go?” I got under the covers and lay my head down on my pillow, absolutely ready to get a good night’s rest. I stretch my hand over to my lamp and turn it off. It isn’t too long before I begin to doze off. *Beep Beep* *Beep Beep* 6:45 a.m. Time for school aka hell on earth. I stay in bed for what feels like thirty seconds and look back at my clock to see 6:51 a.m. “Shoot! I’m going to be late!” I throw my sheets off of my body that’s not quite awake yet, grab my towel and run to the bathroom. I push the door open and literally rip my pajamas off my body. I jump in the shower and take the quickest shower known to man. I finish my shower and get back to my room. 6:57 a.m. “Okay, I’m on time,” I say out loud. I throw on a random outfit, grab my heavy ass back pack and go downstairs to grab breakfast. Once, I get downstairs I see my mother hovering over the stove, cooking something that smells like the old breakfast diner she used to own. It must be pancakes. “Hey mom,” I say a little too loud. I’m assuming since since she jumped and almost dropped the plate of perfectly made pancakes in her hands. “Oh, hey hon. C'mon breakfast is ready.” I set my bag down on the floor and begin eating the breakfast my mother placed in front of me. As I started eating, she walked over the staircase, tripping over my backpack that laid lazily on the floor. “Y/N, how many times do I have to tell you keep your bag off the floor. I know your taking a break from dating but I didn’t know you were taking a break from listening too.” I was taking a break from dating - but how did she know? I’ve only told my little sister, Maria - nevermind I just answered my own question. Once I finished eating, I picked up my bag from the floor, and threw it over my shoulder, followed by the weight of my bag falling harshly onto my back. Just as I’m about to go upstairs to find out where my sister was, she comes downstairs ready to go. We both kiss mom goodbye and hop in my car to get to school. Whoops, I mean hell on earth. We get there about ten minutes later and I see kids still hustling and bustling outside. Great, we’re not late. Just as I finish my thought, the school bell rings, signaling first period has begun. “I’ll see you during lunch, ok?,” I tell my sister and she nods her head in response. First period: Trigonometry. God, I hate trig. I mean I understand it, but I just hate the teacher. I don’t know he just gives me bad vibes. I sit down in my seat in the back of the room and take out my notebook, when I hear my teacher say, “Class, today we have a lot of work to get done, but first, we have a new student, um Samuel Wilkinson. I don’t believe he has arrived yet, but when he does, Y/N”, he says my name, getting my attention, “he will be sitting next to you, so any questions he may have, I ask you please, to answer them,” he says while picking up piece of chalk and turning his back to begin the lesson. “Oh god”, I say to myself. But wait, if he was the teacher, why was I supposed to answer Samuel’s questions? What am I? His secretary? I proceed writing my notes down when I hear a voice calling to Mr. Dawson, my trig teacher. I look up at the door to see a blond-haired, beautiful eyed boy standing at the door with a note in his hand and a book bag on his back. He hands the note to Mr. Dawson and they whisper to each other a little bit. Mr. Dawson points to the desk next to me and blond-haired boy makes his way over. This must be Samuel. I look over at him to get a good look. I soon realize that I’ve been looking for too long when he looks over at me and flashes a smile. Oh my God, he’s so cute. Ugh, those dimples. I quickly look away and continue jotting down notes that seemed to appear out of nowhere. There is a silence in the room, other than Mr. Dawson explaining himself, when Samuel whispers,“ Hi, I’m Sammy,” flashing that same beautiful smile again. I wanted to melt. What was he doing to me? Boy, do I have a big storm coming. A/N: OMG, this literally took 10 years to get here, but it’s here. I’m so fucking sorry for the long wait. I keep letting you guys down, it’s not okay. I’ll do better I promise 😘 Don’t forget to drop in a request! Love you guys ✌️👋

[wolvesandolan]

Let me love you - Ethan Dolan

Request: Can you do a imaginewhere Y/n has a abusive boyfriend and when she tells Ethan he saves her and he falls in love ❤️

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: Abuse, swearing

My phone goes off again, the name “The Shit Twin” written across the screen.

Are you almost ready, I’ll be there in five.

I looked up at the mirror, sighing as my mascara smudged down my puffy face. The bruise was already forming on my cheek. A deep shade of purple that was going to be one of the most difficult bruises I would have to cover. My relationship with Blake hadn’t always been bad, I loved him. But now I feel like a dog on a chain that I can’t get out of. He doesn’t just hurt me physically but emotionally too.

Grayson and Ethan were my escape. They are my oxygen and are the only reason that I am still standing and breathing, my love for these boys is all that keeps me grounded. I apply the makeup that is needed to mask not only the bruise on my cheek but the hurt that I’m hiding behind my eyes.

Why haven’t I left Blake? Why haven’t I told Ethan or Grayson? It’s gotten to the point where I begin to believe that it is my fault. He’s psychologically destroyed me and mentally drained me. The beep of a car horn pulls me out of my thoughts. I grab my bag and run towards the car.

“Get in loser, we’re going shopping.” Gray shouts from the passenger window. My mood lightens as their contagious smiles force my own to creep upon my face.

“I’ve missed you assholes!” I shout, gripping their shoulders as I sit in the back seat.

“Yeah, yeah!” Ethan says, waving me off. “We’re getting frozen yogurt, whether you like it or not.” He replies, steering the car onto a main road.

“Mm,” I reply, patting my stomach, “just what I need.”

“I’ll get the strawberry one please!” I say, pointing excitedly at my favourite flavour.

“I’ll get the cookies and cream.” Ethan says, licking his lips as he eyes off his food.

“And I’ll have chocolate.” Gray adds, pulling out his wallet getting ready to pay for all three.

“Oh, aren’t you a blessing?” I say, hugging Gray.

“I love you!” Ethan shouts, causing my instincts to kick in and I immediately brace myself. “What the hell are you doing y/n?” Ethan questions, squinting his eyes at me. I let out a sheepish laugh, what the fuck y/n, now you must think of something.

“Your stupid arm almost flicked me in the face, idiot! I was just bracing myself!” I laugh, turning to walk towards a table, nor Grayson or Ethan mention the issue making me believe that they bought my story. But I shouldn’t have spoken so soon. Typical Ethan and Grayson, telling each other stupid stories. Stupid Ethan for taking a sip of water and spitting it in my face from laughing so hard. Stupid me for wiping my face.

“What the fuck is that?” Grayson says, narrowing his eyes at me. “Do you have a black eye?” He questions, slightly tensing.

“What?” I reply, acting confused. “It must just be my mascara.”

“That’s not mascara.” Ethan replies, anger evident in his voice. “Why would you be hiding a black eye?”

“Did you get into a fight?”

“Did you knock yourself out?”

“Are you in any trouble?”

I begin to feel overwhelmed, my breathing becomes heavy. My eyes become watery as my throat feels as if it is going to close in. I can’t do this, I can’t. I erupt in tears as I choke on my words. Stuttering, I begin to sob uncontrollably. Grayson wraps his arms around me as Ethan stares at me in shock. The only word I can speak is his name.

“Blake.”

Ethan begins to pace, his jaw clenching, his knuckles white.

“I’ll fucking kill him!” He shouts, storming out of the shop. Grayson and I run behind him. “How many times has this happened?” He yells, throwing his arms in the air in attempts to calm himself down.

“I-I don’t know.” I stutter.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” He walks over to me, holding my face in his hands. “We could have stopped this, we could have helped you!” I become a mess in his arms, sobbing more than I ever have.  

“I told him to stop but he wouldn’t, so I’d push him away,” I look into Ethan’s eyes. “But he would just push me back.” I cry, hiding my face.

“You deserve someone who never lays a hand on you! You deserve true love y/n, you deserve everything you have ever dreamed of.” Ethan bends down to my level, squatting in front of me. “You deserve the love that people spend their whole life looking for. I can give you that love.”

I’m going to end this here, and I just want to say that no one should ever have to go through an abusive relationship. Below is the number for family violence.

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[wolvesandolan]

Spanish - Ethan Dolan

Request: Can you do one where you're an immigrant ( you have a student visa or something like that ) from Europe and you're dating Ethan and he's meeting your parents for the first time because they came to US to visit you but they ( your parents) don't speak English

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: swearing lol but when don’t I swear in imagines

A/N if the Spanish is wrong im so sorry AHAHAHAHAH I had to use google translate and I think we all know we can’t trust that for shit

“And don’t swear in front of them, they only know few words but swearing is one of them.” I tell him, as we make our way to the airport. Ethan nodded his head as he took a deep breath.

“I don’t want to fuck up.” He says, looking at me.

“Ethan! What did I just say!” I scold, hitting his arm, he lets out a little laugh but I can see that he is very stressed. “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine, my parents will love you just as much as I do.” I say, grabbing hold of his hand. He taps his foot to the beat of the music playing through my stereo, a habit he does when he’s nervous. “Ethan.” I look over at him. “I’m serious, treat them like you would meeting your best friends’ parents. I don’t want you to act fake to them.” He smiles over at me.

As we arrive at the airport Ethan becomes a little shakier, swaying his body, banging his hands on his body. I calm him as much as I can but the moment I see my parents the colour from his face drains.

“Hola Mama” I say bring my mum in for a kiss. “Papa” I yell, embracing my father in a hug. “Este es mi novio Ethan.” This is my boyfriend Ethan My father shakes his hand and my mother kisses his cheek.

“Qué hermoso es conocerte!” How lovely it is to meet you my mother says, kissing Ethans other cheek. As she walks back over to me she whispers into my ear how handsome Ethan is, in response I let out a little laugh.

“Me gusta este.” Dad says, looking over at Ethan, who looks over at me.

“He said he likes you.” I smile, E lets out a large breath of relief in response. As we make our way to the car, I realise how difficult these next few days will be for me having to translate almost every conversation.

“Cuánto tiempo has vivido aquí?” How long have you been living here As my father begins to asks Ethan a series of questions I notice Ethan begin to relax.

“What can they say in English?” Ethan asks me, I look at them and my mother and father look at me, waiting for me to reply in Spanish.

“Que puedes decir en inglés?” What can you say in English My father looks at him, a smile appearing on his face as he replies with one word.

“Fuck.” E lets out a genuine laugh, and as he does, everyone joins in, I mean how can we not that gorgeous laugh is contagious.

“Cuanto tiempo hasta que te cases?” My mother asks, my eyes widen and Ethan looks over at me.

“What?” He questions, beginning to tap his foot again.

“She wants to know when we’re getting married.” I laugh, covering my face with my hands to try and hide the fact my skin is turning a slight shade of red. Ethan looks to the backseat and replies.

“Pronto.” I look at him wide eyed.

“You speak Spanish?” I question, squinting my eyes at him.

“I only remember one word, soon, and that is because every time my Spanish teacher asked me when I was going to hand in my homework I always said pronto.” He laughs, flashing me a goofy smile.

“God I love you.” I reply, leaning over to his seat to place a sweet kiss on his cheek.

That night when we arrived home, my parents, mainly with the help of me, tried to teach Ethan Spanish and Ethan, mainly with the help of me, tried teaching my parents English.

“Te amo.” I love you Ethan says, looking over at me lovingly. My mother awes in response and my father claps his hands together proud that he is teaching Ethan Spanish.

“Usted le ha ensenado major espanol entonces su maestro hizo.” You taught him better Spanish then his teacher did I tell them, laughing as Ethan tried his hardest to understand what I was saying.

After and eventful day, I lay in bed with Ethan cuddling right next to me.

“Thank you for today.” I say rolling over to look at the man I love, gazing lovingly into his hazel eyes as they twinkle bright.  

“Thank you for helping me learn Spanish.” He replies, kissing my forehead. “Also, you should speak Spanish more often,” he says, pulling me closer into him, “it’s hot.”

[wolvesandolan]

Anger - Ethan Dolan

Request: OMG! Welcome back! Can I please have an ethan dolan imagine were he’s super jealous and it causes a heated arugment making u storm out and just gray having to calm him down pls xxxxxxxx

Word count: 461

Requested by: Anon

Thank you! I’ll be staying for good now ;) x

“Ugh, you are so infuriating Dolan!” I shout, turning away from him. He takes quicks steps towards me and grabs my arm, turning me around to face him.

“He was practically undressing you with his eyes!” he yells back, the veins in his neck popping out.

“That doesn’t mean you can hit him! You punched him, you could have seriously hurt him!”

“I told him to back off, I was just protecting what’s mine!” Ethan yells, backing me up into a wall.

“I’m not a piece of property, you don’t own me.” I growl, as he closes the space between us. Ethan’s breathing is heavy, he’s face is red with anger and his hair is messy from the amount of times he’s pulled it. Now, this would be a beautiful sight if I wasn’t so mad with the kid.

“I’m not dealing with your jealousy right now.” I say, climbing out of his grip and making my way towards the kitchen.

“And I’m not dealing with you wanting to fuck other guys!” he shouts loudly, causing Grayson to walk out to make sure everything’s okay.

“You okay y/n?” He questions, worry lacing his tone.

“Fuck off Grayson,” Ethan growls, “this doesn’t involve you.”

“I’m fine, thank you Grayson, I was just going.” I say, greasing Ethan off.

“Hell fucking no you aren’t.” Ethan protests causing me to let out a laugh.

“Like I said Dolan.” I pick up my bag from the floor. “You don’t own me, you can’t tell me what to do.” I make my way towards the front door, Ethan hot on my heels.

“y/n!” He shouts, “don’t just leave! We’ll take about it.” Grayson pulls Ethan back before he can grab my arm which doesn’t please Ethan at all.

“Get the fuck off me Grayson!” he yells, turning around and getting in his twins face.

“Just let her go, let her cool off.” I smile at Grayson and slam the door before Ethan could turn around.

Graysons POV:

Before Ethan can try and convince y/n to stay, she leaves. He lets out an inhuman growl and throws a punch at the wall.

“Ethan!” I scold him. But it doesn’t stop him, he continues to throw punch after punch. I pull him away and notice the blood trickling down his knuckles.

“I can’t help but get jealous because I get so worried about losing her to someone else.” He says, breathing heavily. “You need to cool down, let her relax too.” Ethan starts pacing back and forth in the room. “She’ll come back, and if she isn’t back within the hour we’ll go looking for her and your dumbass can apologise for being a dick.” Ethan lets out a small laugh.

“Anything to get her beautiful ass back.”

Soooo first imagine back and sorry if it’s not how you wanted it or not very good I haven’t written in over a year ahahah x

[writingsforanyone]

Bad Days

Pairing: Matthew Espinosa-Y/N Warnings: None a/n: i know i just posted a Matt imagine but this idea just popped into my head and i had to write it!! xx ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• You were driving down the surprisingly uncrowded LA roads when you heard you phone go off, signaling that you had received a text. You waiting until you pulled up to the next red light (no texting and driving kids) to read the message. Mattchew😎 Hey are you busy? You I was just heading home from class and i was gonna chill for the rest of the day so, no, what's up? Mattchew😎 Can you come over? You Yea sure what's up? Are you ok? Mattchew😎 Just having one of those days You I'm on my way You made a U-turn at the next red light, and started heading towards Matts house. Matt was your best friend. You had been best friends since middle school when he hit you in the head with his locker door. You had moved out to Los Angles together so that he could continue his career and so you could go to college at UCLA. Everyone thought that the both of you were dating, or would eventually date, but it wasn't like that. It was completely platonic, and that's how you both wanted it to stay. You pulled into the drive thru at the Startbucks near his house. You got Matthew's favorite drink, and grabbed a drink for yourself before continuing the drive to his house. You pulled into the driveway and took the key out of the ignition before grabbing the drinks and heading to the door. You unlocked the door with the key Matt had given you when he first moved in, and went through the house searching for him. when you figured he wasn't downstairs, you headed upstairs to look for him. You went into his room and found the boy standing on hi balcony. He was leaning against the railing with his head in his hands, and his body was shaking. The sight made your heart shatter in you chest. You put the drinks and you stuff down before walking towards the door and quietly sliding it open. He turned at the sound and you saw that his face was stained with tears. You didn't have to say anything, you just walked to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head into your neck. You felt his hot tears on your neck and you hugged him tighter. He hugged you as tight as he could, wanting the reassurance that you weren't leaving. After staying like this for a while you slowly pulled away from him and looked him in the eye. You reached up and wiped the tears off of his face. "Cmon it's ok. Let's go," you quietly said, taking his hand and leading him to the bed. He was already wearing athletic shorts and a T shirt, so he climbed under the covers. You took off you jeans and changed into a pair of sweat pants that you had left here the last time you stayed the night. You put on one of his shirts and climbed into bed with him. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and put his head in your chest. You started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, knowing that that always calmed him down and made him sleepy. You felt his breath begin to even out, signaling that he was asleep, but not before faintly hearing him mutter thank you. You just barely caught it and it made you smile slightly. You kissed the top of his head and muttered a quiet, "i'm always gonna be here," but knowing that he was already asleep. This didn't happen often, but when it did, he knew he could count on you to be there. No words needed to be spoken, he just needed your presence and to know that you were there for him. And you weren't going anywhere.

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Can I Have my Food Back Please?- A Derek Luh Imagine

In which Derek is a little damn thief and fucks with Y/N’s food lol...         Warnings: Curses

If you knew me, you would that I have a deep, strong, powerful connection to- wait for it- FOOD. After four, forty-five minute each classes, it was finally lunch time. I had packed some leftover from last night dinner and thought I could just use one of my teachers microwaves. After heating up my food, I bolted down the school stairs and outside to the outdoor dining area. I spotted my four best friends Zara, Amanda, Dani, and Samantha sitting at our usual table already chatting, ignoring the food that sat before each of them. i sat between Zara and Dani and opened the container that held the spaghetti and meatballs that was still hot from warming it up. I take out my fork and twirl a couple of spaghetti noodles around my fork. I begin munching and thinking,”Damn, I’m in heaven”. i don’t even pay attention to what my friends are talking about, as I’m being blown away by the taste of my moms cooking. As I’m about to bite into my meatball, someone runs past swiping my food into their hands, and running away with it! “HEY!”, I yell, I was beyond pissed at this fucker who was ruining my lunch by the minute, until I saw it was none other than my boyfriend of 2 months, Derek Luh. I begin to chase him, and once I catch up, I jump on his back, hoping to tackle him to the ground, but end up failing because of his insane strength. I end up in a piggy-back-ride position and start yelling at Derek to give me my food back. “Derek, give me my food back! NOW!”, I demand in a playful way. “Say it in a nice way and tell me you love me.” “Derek, baby, can I have my food back please? I love you so much”, I say in a baby voice and finishing it off with an innocent smile. “I love you too babygirl, here you go”, Derek says while putting me back down. He gives me my food back pecks my lips and says”Later babe”. “Bye, get to class, Luh”, I say as he hugs me goodbye. Derek gives me one final kiss and heads back inside. I sit back down in my spot and continue eating, still not giving a shit about what my friends are talking about.

A/N: Sorry about the long wait even though I said this will be out last week, it’s just school and crap. But anyway, I hope you enjoyed this short little imagine. I might post another one tomorrow to make up for lost time. Thanks for reading!

[munsonthings86]

Are You Serious?!

OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 10 NOTES IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS!! (i know your probably like really?,10 notes) but yes this is a huge deal for me because this is my first time doing this and everything, and getting such positive feedback is amazing!! So thank you again and I will be posting another one very soon!!! 😘😘😘 Oh and by the way don't be shy, you know how I write now so feel free to drop in a request!