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[burgers-and-french-fries]

~Jimmy Keene: The Story of Us.

Note: I’m not sure how good this is but I really like how it turned out. It’s super cute and really made my heart melt.

Please keep in mind that there is probably a plethora of mistakes etc. in this but please ignore them.

For the very last time, please enjoy!

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5:20am was never a time that Mia woke up at but one week into having a newborn, her body was already trained to start the day earlier. Normally she was ok with that but being woken up at that time with painful postpartum contractions were not something Mia envisioned for her Saturday morning, especially since she and Jimmy had agreed to go for a walk today.

Mia laid in her spot for a minute trying to decide if the cramps were bad enough to do anything about. After about a second, Mia decided that they were bad, and she knew that the only thing that would help her was to sit on the toilet. So mis threw the covers off her body and stiffly sat up, trying not to aggravate the swelling that had occurred down there.

She quietly trudged to the bathroom, turned the light on and sat down on the toilet. She was on there for about a minute or two when Jimmy appeared in the doorway rubbing his eyes.

“You ok?” He asked huskily as a yawn escaped his mouth.

“Contractions.” Mia replied as she hid her face in her hands.

It wasn’t that she was embarrassed, it was more for the fact that the lights were bright, and her body was so exhausted.

“Can I do anything?” He asked as he sat down on the edge of the tub.

“Hold my hand?” Mia replied as she held her hand out for him to take.

Jimmy smiled and took hold of her hand.

They sat like that for another minute before Paisley could be heard whimpering through her baby monitor.

“I’ll go, you get back to bed and get comfortable.” Jimmy told his wife, helping her to stand and pull her pants and underwear back up.

“Thanks Jim.” Mia said.

“Love you.” He mumbled as he disappeared from the room.

Mia laid back down in the bed and she would have stayed awake, but her eyes were way too heavy, and the sleep took over as soon as her head hit the pillow again.

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A few hours later Mia was still sleeping, and Jimmy was wide awake not knowing what to do with himself as both of his girls were sound asleep. Sure he could go back to sleep himself but what good would that do when the house needed to be cleaned and he was hungry and to be honest, itching to work out.

Jimmy yawned and carefully got out of bed and went to the closet to find his grey workout shorts.

When he was ready felt good to go, Jimmy headed downstairs with the baby monitor in hand so that he could hear when his daughter needed him.

Of course he barely stepped foot in the home gym when the baby made her needs known. Jimmy sighed but happily rushed up the stairs to his little girl.

“Good morning Pais, did you have a good sleep?” He asked as he picked up the newborn. Paisley immediately stopped her cries and settled in her dad’s arms.

“Goodness missy, you need a diaper change.” Jimmy noted as he smelled the poop wafting from her soiled diaper.

Jimmy laid Paisley down on her change pad and went about changing her.

When she had a fresh Diaper on, Jimmy picked her back up and went to her closet where Mia had an array of baby clothes stocked.

“Ok, let’s see.” Jimmy said as he went through the sweet little onesies he and Mia had bought for their daughter when they found out Mia was pregnant.

Finally, Jimmy settled on a onesie that was covered in small delicate duckies. It looked so cute on the baby that it made Jimmy’s heart melt. She was all her mama.

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At 9:12am, Mia woke up and stretched. Yes, she was still tired, but she felt more rested, and she was about to turn over to go back to sleep when she heard the blender start up downstairs.

She smiled to herself and got out of bed and went to the bathroom so she could shower and freshen up a bit before joining her husband and daughter for breakfast.

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“Well, hello.” Mia said as she walked downstairs to see Jimmy pouring his protein shake in a cup with one hand while his cheek rested on Paisley’s head to stop her head from moving. It was really cute to see but what made it even more comical was the fact that Paisley was peeking over his burp rag clad shoulder almost as though she was checking to see who was disrupting her time with her dad.

“Morning babe.” Mia said as she kissed his bare shoulder before kissing Paisley’s head.

“How are you feeling?” Jimmy asked as he turned to face Mia.

“Still tired but a bit better. Thank you for letting me sleep.” Mia replied.

“Good.” He replied.

“Nice shorts Mr. Keene.” Mia whispered in his ear as she lightly smacked his butt.

Jimmy chuckled and winked at her. He knew that she loved it when he wore those specific shorts.

Mia was going to say something else, but Paisley beat her to it and started rooting and crying.

“Come here honey.” Mia said as she gently took the baby from Jimmy.

Mia walked over to the couch so that she could nurse paisley.

“There we go.” Mia said, feeling proud that she and Paisley had a really good breastfeeding system now.

Breastfeeding came easy at first but after a couple of days, Paisley appeared to be struggling which caused so much pain for Mia as her nipples felt as though they had been cut by a million tiny shards of glass. Some nights she even cried while Jimmy did everything he did to help his wife.

Jimmy stayed in the kitchen and made breakfast for Mia and cleaned up as he watched on. He was so proud of Mia for everything she had gone through. She was so strong and so brave. She made his world so much better. In his eyes, he’d be lost without her.

“The house looks good baby, thanks for cleaning it.” Mia said over her shoulder as she continued to nurse the baby.

Jimmy looked over at his wife and smiled.

“You’re welcome but you won’t be saying that when you hear what I found while I was cleaning.” Jimmy told her mischievously.

“Oh god, what?” Mia cringed, thinking of what he was on about.

“Your old ballet recital tapes.” He said.

Mia grunted. She did enjoy ballet when she was younger but now that she was older and so out of touch with it, she kind of loathed it, especially since it caused so many ankle issues now.

“Where did you find them?” Mia asked, moving to burp Paisley.

“Nowhere in particular.” He answered nonchalantly.

“We aren’t watching them.” Mia told him and he playfully pouted at her as he came over to where she was sitting.

When he was comfortable, he took the burp rag from Mia’s shoulder and took the baby so that he could finish burping her.

“Why not? I thought we could show Paisley how cute you were.” Jimmy whined, sticking his bottom lip out as paisley looked at him with wide eyes as she let out the biggest burp she could muster.

Mia giggled and Jimmy smiled.

“That’s my girl.” Jimmy praised, kissing the baby’s small cheek.

“Fine, we can watch them.” Mia said, leaning back.

“But.” Jimmy said, knowing there was more.

“We have to watch your old home movies too.” Mia said as a smirk grew on her face.

Jimmy just looked at her. Sure he liked reliving the old days but as he got older and now had a family, he’d much rather focus on the now and what the future held for him.

“We could make some popcorn and spend the day showing Paisley our story. Hell we could watch our wedding video.” Mia suggested.

“You just had breakfast.” Jimmy said.

Mia shrugged.

“So, I’m breastfeeding. I’m hungry all the time.” She told him, making him chuckle.

“Why don’t you pick the tape you want to show her first and we’ll go make some popcorn.” Jimmy said as he and Paisley headed for the kitchen.

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Once the popcorn was ready, Jimmy and the baby rejoined Mia on the couch and Mia covered them all in a warm blanket as Jimmy situated the big bowl in front of him and Mia so they could both reach.

“Alright, let’s watch the story of us.” Mia said as Jimmy pressed play.

Mia laid her head Jimmy’s shoulder as they watched a tiny Mia frolic about the stage in her bright pink tutu.

“I love you so much.” Jimmy said softly as the same tiny Mia waved at the camera.

“I love you so much too.” Mia replied.

“Forever and always?” Jimmy asked.

Mia looked at him and kissed him tenderly.

“Forever and always.” Mia told him before kissing him tenderly once more before they turned back to the screen, reliving their pasts and showing their daughter their stories.

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[boyfriendtaron]

taron helps you through a panic attack

TW// panic attacks

a/n: i had a panic attack last night and after it happened i sat there and actually imagined taron talking me through it. so i decided to write this.

plot: taron helps you through a panic attack

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you sat there in your bed shaking and head in your hands. it was happening. your anxiety beat you once again and you were having an attack. you tried to hold back tears. you felt your throat tighten and you start to let out a whimpering sob. suddenly, you feel the bed shift and see that you had woken up the male figure laying next to you. taron.

“y/n? are you okay? what’s happening?” taron asked worried as he sat up checking on you. taron got up and turned on the lights and saw you sitting there shaking and crying. he knew what was happening. he immediately ran downstairs and grabbed you a glass of water and brought it back to you.

“y/n. if you can hear me, i’m here. i’m not going anywhere. i will help you through this. i need you to stand up and sit on the floor with me please.” taron spoke as he held your head in his hands. you nodded and taron helped you to the end of the bed and sat with you on the floor, sitting right across from you.

taron proceeded to grab one of your hands and rub his thumb back and forth against the back of your hand.

“look at me and breathe with me. it’s going to be okay. i promise. i’m not leaving.” taron said softly. you continued to cry and shake but looked at him. his eyes met yours and you felt your nerves slowly go away.

taron led you through some deep breathes and continued to help you. he handed you the glass of water and helped you as he helped put the straw in your mouth. you took small sips and took deep breaths.

“that’s it. just take some deep breathes. it will be okay. i’m here. nothing is going to hurt you. i won’t let anything happen to you. you’re safe with me.” taron said calmly.

he sat there and remembered that his singing always calmed you down.

“it’s a little bit funny,” he began. you look in his eyes again and smiled. he continued to sing and you closed your eyes and took deep breaths. finally, your anxiety slipped away and your body released from tension and you took a breath of relief.

“there you are.” taron smiled. “are you feeling any better?”

“much better. thank you so much, taron. i’m so sorry you had to see that happen. that was so embarrassing. i’m sorry i woke you up.” you said.

“don’t ever apologize for something you can’t control. things like this happen. i don’t know what it’s like to have these attacks, but i promise, no matter what, i will always try my best to help you get through them. i won’t leave your side even if it’s for hours. days. years. i’m here. i promise.” taron proceeded to tell you. “i love you. i made a promise to be there for you no matter what, and i am sticking to that promise.” he smiled

your heart felt full and happy. you didn’t understand how you got so lucky to have someone like taron in your life.

you gave taron the biggest and warmest hug after standing up.

“i’ll go run you a bath and grab some elton vinyls.” taron said after kissing your cheek.

you smiled and sat on the bed as he did so. you loved him and couldn’t thank him enough for everything he was doing to help you recover from what just happened.

[mean-deanplease]

Imagine

Taron's reaction to Graham saying:

" I don't think I've ever seen you smiling like this before, who is she Taron?"

Taron knows that you aren't ready to be public yet because you're still not ready to deal with the paparazzi..but he can't help but think about your smile when asked the question.

"Uhm.. there is no girl I'm just really at the best place in my life currently" he says while scratching the back of his head and acting coy.

[burgers-and-french-fries]

Hellloooo!!!!!

Can i request an imagine with Taron? Where the reader is lets say a model, but has had a few singing gigs in the past? Therefore when her friend (u can choose the singer) goes on tour in England, she's invited as a surprise guest to sing a few songs and Taron comes as her +1 in backstage and is just flabbergasted, happy and proud supporting his girl? <3333 thank uuuu!!!

Note: Thank you so much for requesting this cute imagine. I had fun writing it and while I don't know if it really fits with what you asked, I think it turned out just as cute.

All that being said, I hope that you enjoy!

P.S: If you want a part 2 to this, please let me know and I'll be happy to write it❤️

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Dancing around a dressing room, y/n felt her nerves course through her veins. It was the same feeling she got before a fashion show in which she would have to model but tonight, she was not modeling but preforming on stage with her best friend, Devon Cole.

Devon and y/n had been friends for a while now, having met through a mutual friend and when Devon reached out to y/n, asking if she’d like to do a surprise appearance. Y/n of course jumped at the chance. She was thrilled.

Y/n and Devon talked further details and one detail was a plus one. Y/n asked if bringing Taron would be ok and Devon agreed, excited to finally meet the man in person.

“Nervous?” Taron asked as he watched his girlfriend pace the floor, whilst shaking out her hands.

“What do you think?” She snapped harsher than she meant.

Taron’s eyebrows rose and he looked at her with slight amusement on his face.

“Sorry. Yes, very.” Y/n said, correcting her original reply.

“Come here.” Taron instructed.

Y/n smiled and sauntered over to him and slotted her body against his in a comforting and reassuring hug.

“Thank you for coming with me.” Y/n mumbled into Taron’s neck.

The man chuckled and rubbed y/n’s back lovingly before pulled away from their embrace.

“Consider it payback for tailing me with all the performances I did with Elton.” Taron told her, making her laugh.

“Is that the only reason you agreed to come along?” Y/n asked.

Taron simply shrugged.

“Oh, I see how it is.” Y/n said as she playfully rolled her eyes.

Before either of them could say anything else, a stage hand came to let y/n know that it was almost time.

Y/n thanked the person and turned back to Taron with a look of panic on her face.

“Don’t be worried. You’ll be great.” Taron told her.

“You’ve never seen or heard me sing before. How do you know?” Y/n asked genuinely.

“Because you are the love of my life and because I already know how talented you are.” Taron replied.

“You won’t be saying that when I freeze on stage.” Y/n mumbled.

Taron sighed playfully and gave y/n a kiss.

“If you’re really that worried, look for me in the crowd.” Taron suggested.

“There’s way too many people out there, it will be hard to spot you.” Y/n replied.

“I’ll be the one making goo-goo eyes at you.” Taron teased as he and y/n walked down the corridor.

“Doofus.” Y/n said, chuckling at his words.

They shortly arrived at the stage door and y/n took a deep breath.

Taron could see how nervous she was and gave her another hug. One of reassurance, comfort, love and good luck.

“Knock em dead baby. You got this.” He told her before she disappeared through the doorway with her mic in hand and a shy smile on her face.

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[burgers-and-french-fries]

I have a request for Jimmy Keene! What if the reader is his secret girlfriend. Since he is locked up she has to run his buisness for him?

Note: First and foremost, I just want to say that I know prisons would be a little more thorough with the searches they preform on any visitors coming to and from the facilities but this is an imagine and I wanted to think outside the box a little bit. 

That being said, thank you so much to the person that requested this. I hope that this matches what you had pictured your mind and I hope that it all makes sense.

I also want to note just how grateful I am for you all and your patience with me while writing the Jimmy Keene imagines.

I hope you all enjoy this particular imagine and I will see you soon with my next and final Jimmy imagine for now.

Enjoy!

Growing up, Sabrina Riley was your normal run of the mill kid. She loved playing in the mud, collecting frogs and having hot wheel car races around the house with her father when he was home. It was heaven for her. As she got older though, that relationship between her and her father dwindled when he eventually left Sabrina and her mother in favor of the woman four houses down. Since then Sabrina vowed that she’d never let a man get close to her again….until she started working as a bar tender at the grubbiest Kankakee pub you could think of.

Flashing forward two years, Sabrina was in a relationship with one Jimmy Keene. He had come into the bar she happened to be working at and his attempts at flirting with her went ignored which of course only made him try harder. Sabrina agreed to go out with him so that he’d stop, and she could get on with her shift.

Soon enough, all of that turned into her helping him with his dealings in the drug cartel. It wasn’t something she ever saw for her future but somehow, it gave her a thrill and she loved it. Dealing with the dicks though, that wasn’t the greatest.

Thankfully the couple had agreed to keep their relationship hidden from everyone because if people found out, they could and would use that as leverage against Jimmy and vice versa.

Just after Jimmy went to do a drug drop one day, he came home and sat Sabrina down and told her that he had a bad feeling. It wasn’t a feeling he always got but when he did get those said feelings, he knew to listen to them.

He made sure that Sabrina knew to carry on doing the dealings if he was ever caught and thrown in prison. Sabrina was reluctant at first but when she saw the sincerity in her boyfriend’s eyes that he needed her, she agreed to it.

That leads us to today.

“Bri, some old geezer wants to talk to ya.” Crystal said as she pointed over her shoulder lazily.

Sabrina looked over and saw a scruffy but frail looking old man sitting at one of the stools. She had never seen him before but figured that somehow, he knew Jimmy.

“What can I do ya for?” Sabrina asked, her southern drawl shining through.

The old man -Big Jim- looked up at her with a somewhat blank expression.

“M-m-my son said y-y-you could help?” He stuttered, pulling on Sabrina’s heartstrings a little bit.

“Son, eh?” Sabrina responded, leaning closer to the man so that their conversation was slightly more private.

The man nodded.

Sabrina smiled at him and nodded in return. She wanted to ask him more, but she knew that personal shit never got in the way of the side business she was currently running.

“How much you need?” She questioned, knowing exactly what he meant.

The man pulled a piece of paper out and with shaky hands, attempted to open it. Sabrina held her hand out when she saw him struggling. He handed it to her, and she read it.

‘Operation Black Bird’

The code words she and Jimmy came up with when she visited Jimmy in prison the first time. It meant that he was in trouble on the inside and needed help.

Her eyes scanned the rest of the words carefully before she looked up and glanced around the room.

“I’ll take care of this.” Sabrina said confidently and Big Jim nodded.

“T-thank you.” He muttered, pulling his lips into a tight line. Sabrina smiled a little and nodded.

“You’re welcome.” She replied.

She expected the man to make his leave, but he didn’t, he continued to sit there.

“Anything else you need?” She questioned. Big Jim lifted his good arm the best he could and pointed at her.

“My son was right, y-you are nice.” He told her, making Sabrina’s brows raise in attempt to not blush.

Sabrina desperately wanted to ask if Jimmy had said anything else and wanted to bombard the man with millions of other questions she could think of, but she knew better.

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Days later, Sabrina and her fake baby bump successfully got through the high-tech security system at the prison Jimmy was currently at, trying to gain information from another inmate that had been suspected of doing the most heinous things you could think of doing to another human. The reason for the fake belly? Well, it was the only thing she could think of that would allow her to get in with the paraphernalia undetected. Of course she had a few other options such as taking a job at the prison, but she figured that it would take too long and with the urgency of Jimmy sending his father to her, she knew he required it now.

She managed to get everything to the person Jimmy told her about with no issue and she was glad for that but oh was she pissed at C.O Bryant.

Once the transaction had been made, Sabrina was given the all clear to go and see Jimmy.

Once in the visitors section, Bri sat down and waited for her man.

“What the fuck Bri.” Jimmy whispered as he hugged her, taking note of the bump between them.

To be fair, he had been in prison for a while and for all he knew, he could’ve knocked her up and not known it.

Sabrina stifled a laugh and gave him a quick kiss before they both sat down.

“Babe, relax. It’s not real.” She told Jimmy.

“Oh thank fuck.” He sighed. Sabrina smiled, she had to agree with him, she didn’t want to have kids; not yet anyway.

“So, is it done.” Jimmy asked, leaning forward.

“With the addition of a blow job, yep.” She said with a straight face. This caused Jimmy’s eyes to turn dark and his blood to boil.

“Jimmy, I’m kidding.” She said, laying her hand on his arm gently.

“That’s not funny Bri.” He said lowly. She knew how easy it was for her to get under his skin and she loved using it to her advantage.

Jimmy looked down at the table and rubbed his forehead. A clear indication that he was stressed.

“Hey, are you ok?” Sabrina asked, feeling worried for him.

Jimmy looked up at her.

“No Bri, I’m not.” He replied.

All Sabrina wanted to do was wrap her arms around him and hold him like she would in the privacy of their bedroom. She hated seeing him so distressed. It made her heart hurt.

“If I could switch places with you Jim, you know I would.” She told him calmly, but Jimmy snapped.

“Don’t you dare fucking say that.” He seethed, alerting some of the officers in the room.

Jimmy glanced at them before taking a deep breath.

“You are way too pure for this place.” He muttered, making Sabrina’s heart soar. She had never thought of herself that way but to know that someone did, made her happy beyond all comprehension.

“I don’t know about pure but thank you.” She replied with a warm smile. One Jimmy happily returned, not wanting her to worry anymore.

“When I get out, you and I are moving far from this place and starting over.” He said, taking hold of her hand before the officer closest to them could see.

“You mean it?” Sabrina asked, liking the sound of that.

“You bet, babes.” Jimmy said.

=

Sabrina went back home that night and smiled to herself as she pictured all the things she wanted to see and do with Jimmy by her side. The biggest thing she couldn’t wait for was no more code words for things, no more walking on eggshells and most importantly, no more Operation Black Bird.

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[boyfriendtaron]

Thinking about doing some imagines of taron and richard on here (mature and fluff) and i’m also will to do some with their characters, so send prompts if you have any ideas and I will do my best to fulfill!