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what if? || brandon arreaga blurb

author’s note : so this idea came with a video of Ali Gatie singing this song in a studio and thought it was the kind of song brandon could think of eheh; click here to hear what the part i’m talking about in this imagine sound like

words count : 0,5k+

warnings : none

"Do you think it’s a good beat? Like i thought about some lyrics too.." Brandon said after turning around to see you.

You were currently laying on Brandon’s bed listening to beat he had been creating for the past few days. Brandon was your best friend and he usually asked you advice on his songs. He loved how concerned and truthful you were about them. He knew you were musically inclined and that you would always give him great advice. If you didn’t like a beat/lyric etc you would tell him and help him better it. And right now he had a little inspiration block on this song lyrics. He knew where he wanted the song to go and needed more lyrics inspiration before asking the other member of prettymuch about it.

You knew your best friend and the other members of Prettymuch were talented and their talent was not fully recognized by their management. You didn’t understand why they wouldn’t let the boys release songs you knew would make the fans go crazy. Some songs that were not released were so good and had to stay in Brandon’s hard drive since they couldn’t release them. But you knew sometimes the boys would make the fans listen to their unreleased songs on live or would “accidentally” leak one of them. You already had that convo with Brandon about changing management so him and the boys could release more songs and his answer was always the same : it isn’t that easy.

"Yeah i love the beat! What lyrics do you have by now?" You said while sitting up on the bed to see the computer on Brandon’s desk a little bit better.

“It would go like what if i told you that i love you, would you tell me that you love me back; and maybe continue the same sentence with miss you” He said while putting back on the beat to sing on it the lyrics he had think of.

“Oh so like what if i told you that i love you, would you tell me that you love me back, what if i told you that i miss you, would you tell me that you miss me back” You start light singing on the beat who was playing. “And maybe then you could go for what if i told you that i need you” You said before Brandon turned back around to look at you. It amazed him how helpful you could be. 

He could totally see you working in music and offered you multiple times to help him on producing songs and having your name in the list of producers or writers when they were dropping songs. But you always declined. It was just something you loved doing as a hobby. You loved spending time doing it with Brandon, mostly because you were spending time with your best friend but you couldn’t see yourself doing it as a job.

"Love that. Gonna record it before i forget it”

Next thing you knew you were still sitting on Brandon’s bed watching him recording parts of a future song Prettymuch might internationally released.

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HOW CAN SOMEONE BE THIS CUTE PLEASE EXPLAIN

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dats the cutest sh!t ever i’m soft 🥺

see you later (n.m)

prompt: another song fic, see you later by alexander 23, long distance relationships

requested: no ma’am

warnings: nope

i’ve see alexander 3 times in concert, i’ve gone solely bc hes the opener, and i have one more in fifty days so listen to him, give him the appreciation he deserves.

i don’t wanna go

but i cant afford to miss this flight

the two of you sat on the floor of the airport, about five minutes before his flight boarded. everyone who looked at you saw the matching puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. you wore his bright orange sweatshirt, the sleeves pulled over your hands that clutched onto his arm. he sat against the wall, next to an outlet, leaving his phone on the floor to charge while you sat in between his legs. his arms were wrapped tightly around you, his forehead leaned against the top of your shoulder. you sniffed softly, causing him to tighten his grip.

‘i love you’ you mumbled, clenching your jaw as they began to announce boarding. he let out a sigh, as you stood up, rubbing your eyes. he stood up fter you, almost instantly tugging you into his chest. you clutched the back of his shirt, almost letting a sob out as his hand ran up and down your back. you knew he had to go, but you fought within your head, pondering if you should even let go. he pulled away, tears leaking out of his eyes as you let out a soft whimper. he gripped your chin as you shook your head, trying to block out the intercom. he leaned down to connect your lips, pulling away to press a kiss on your cheek and lean down to pick up his bags.

‘i love you more, i’ll see you later’ you wrapped your arms around yourself as you watched him walk through the tunnel.

pack my bags but the best i have

couldn’t fit you in it

‘bruh, get out’ you turned your head to the boy who stood over you, laughing loudly. you were sitting in his suitcase, throwing a mini protest as he attempted to pack.

‘no’ he let out a loud groan as you reached around to zip it up. he held back another laugh as he bent down, bracing his hands under your arms and lifting you up. as much as you tried to fight him, you gave up and turned to jumping on him, winding your legs around his waist. he stuttered as you wrapped your arms around his neck and he held under your thighs, knowing that you would either stay attached to him, or climb back into his suitcase. it would be comical if anyone were to walk in, seeing your grip on the boy as he moved around the room to throw things in his suitcase but the two of you knew your time was limited and you weren’t going to waste it.

it don’t feel like see you later

when we’re both crying

you lay in bed, the night before he left, limbs recklessly tangled. it had been silent for a good hour as you basked in the others company. he was staring at the ceiling when he heard the first sniff, followed by a harsh swallow. he glanced down to where you rested on his chest and watched as tears fell from your eyes to rest on his skin. he pulled you closer to him, the action just causing you to cry more.

‘i wish’ your voice was broken, only coming out in a whisper, ‘you could just stay here, with me’ both of you knew it wasn’t possible but you still expressed your wishes.

‘i know’ he pressed his lips against your forehead, ‘but, we’re gonna be okay’ you nodded, tracing the words inked on him. you continued to sit in silence, quiet tears falling from both of your eyes. 

it’s not goodbye

cause that would break us

it was the day, the day he left for two months, leaving the apartment quiet. you stood in the kitchen together, you sat on the counter with him in between your legs, his head tucked in between your neck and shoulder. he had his arms wound tightly around your torso, pulling you into him as you ran your fingers through his hair. this happened every time, he would be strong for you, until the day he had to go. he would break. 

‘please come with me’ he mumbled into your sweatshirt, his body shaking, ‘please’ you bit your lip, cursing mentally as tears welled up into your eyes, blurring your vision. you placed your hands on either side of his head, pulling him away to look at you. his eyes were red and his eyelashes were wet, tears clinging onto them. 

‘awh, bubba’ you ran your thumb under his eyes, before pulling him to you, resting your forehead against his. ‘i love you, you know that right’ he nodded slowly, his eyes searching yours. ‘and i know you love me,’ a watery laugh left your mouth as he nodded again. ‘we’ve done this before. and i know we can do it again, i know it’s hard, having to talk only through our phones but think about when we can see eachother again’ he let out a sad sigh before pressing his lips against yours, your lips cold and salty from the tears but no one seemed to care.

so i say 

‘two months’ he smiled softly as he linked your pinkies, his uber waiting outside. 

‘two months,’ you laughed quietly as you pressed a kiss against his thumb. 

‘see you later’

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bad 🥺

nick girls how ya feelin

[ybnmara]

tbh I think you're great at writing for nick, but I'd love to see you write for the others also (especially edwin because that boy needs more love~)

thanks! i’ll try to write some about ed. might stick to nick by now to see how it goes and then do the other boys

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ex | n.m imagine

author’s note: ok so this imagine is based on the song ex by Kiana; I know she didn’t meant the same thing as in the imagine when she wrote the song but I think it fits with how I turned it. I really would like to get feedbacks on this one... Anyway hope you all will like it as much as I like writing it xo 

words count: 1,2k+

warnings: none

We went from 2 AM calls to zero communication, yeah We spent too long in heaven that we felt the elevation Just 'cause it's different and we're not the same Doesn't mean things have to change I got no trouble with my pride, got trouble cutting ties

It’s been two weeks. Two weeks that you had last seen Nick. Two weeks that felt like forever. When you’re 24/7 with someone and overnight you all stop hanging out or any form of communication, it’s super strange. You still wasn’t ok with how Nick cut ties with you. The first week you thought he was just busy with his career. Something you could totally understand since it was taking 75 percents of his time. So you went with it. But his silence started to drag on. You reached to your mutual friends and realize he just cut you off. Even them were shook and didn’t understand why he suddenly stop talking to you. You guys were known for being a whole duo, no one could think of Nick without thinking of you and vice versa. Obviously it went from all your friends and family to even his fandom. You couldn’t pass a day without seeing an edit about your relationship. You didn’t mind at all. It was cute seeing condensed moments of your relationship in different way everyday. Well, at least before he started to ignore you. Because with Nick it felt like you had found your twin brother, your best friend, your soulmate. You guys had known each other for only a year but you looked like you had grown up together. And now you just felt lonely and missed what you had. He definitely knew you by heart and you thought you did too with him but apparently you didn’t knew everything.

You weren’t the type to put your pride aside but for this relationship you would. Texting someone this much with no answer as you did for Nick was something unusual for you. You’re ok with double texting but what you did was way over double texting. You tried calling him, a lot, but he never answered. Even Zion, one of Nick’s best friend helped you with it. He didn’t understand why Nick cut you off since he wouldn’t tell anyone but the dreadhead boy knew his friends was hurt about this situation and wanted to help has he could. He arranged meet up with you and Nick but Nick always found a way to ditch them.

I don't wanna be your ex, we're way too good at being friends Can we still hangout on the low, get wild? I don't wanna be your, I don't wanna be your Hit your girl up with a text when you're alone and feeling stressed I don't gotta be in love with you to love you I don't wanna be your, so don't treat me like your ex

One months and still no text, call or even sights of Nick. You hadn’t been in touch with him for one months. Now it felt like everyone around you knew what was happening except you. You didn’t know what to do to just have a 5 minutes talk with the boy. You just wanted to know what happened and maybe that would help you to move on. Zion had told you previously that him and the other prettymuch members were throwing a house party and that Nick would be there. Zion told you that he didn’t tell Nick that you would come so the boy wouldn’t end up finding a way to avoid you again.

When you arrived at the party, the house was filled of people. You recognize some faces you usually see at parties but made your way to the kitchen where you knew you’d find some of your friends including Zion. And you were right, the boy directly greet you in his harms when he saw you. Telling you by the same occasion that Nick went upstairs not even two minutes before you arrived. So you decide to follow up to the boy and go upstairs knowing that he probably went to his room.

Arriving in front of his room door you took a deep breathe before knocking. When you heard him ask for who it was you just didn’t answer knowing he wouldn’t allow you in and waited for him to come up to the door. The boy was chocked when he saw you. He never thought it would have been you behind the door.

“What are you doing here y/n” He said ready to close the door on you.

“Can I get in? I need to talk to you?”

He rolled his eyes opening the door a little bit wider to let you in. He closed the door behind you while you went to sit on his bed. You weren’t recognizing your friend. He was cold, was barely looking at you and you knew very well that he let you in only cause he knew you wouldn’t give up. But you really needed to know. You let him the time to close the door so you two could hear you better and popped up the questions that had been keeping you awake at night for almost a month.

“Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong? I really don’t understand why you cut things of like that… Like if I did something why not tell me so I can change things or so we can talk things out… Like Nick for real I don’t know why you’re acting like that…”

“So you really dont see it hun… You don’t see that I can’t take it when you hang out with other boys? When they hug you? When they make you smile or laugh? You can’t see that I hate when you tell me about your latest hook up stories.. When you ask me advice about your latest crush? How can you be so blind to not understand that I don’t want us to stay the way we are?”

You hadn’t seen it coming. You had thought about your feelings toward him multiple times before but always came to the conclusion that you two were just friends and nothing else. So you put those feelings on the side to concentrate on your friendship with Nick that kinda made them disappeared.

“I don’t wanna end up being that girl that you hit up just because you’re lonely and you need to get laid Nick… I don’t feel like right now is the right time for us to be more than friends... I just don’t wanna loose what we were…”

Nick was sitting on the other side of his room and hadn’t look at you the whole time. He was avoiding your glaze the best he could by looking at his feet or by the window, broadly anywhere but at you. You really didn’t know how to handle the situation but what you knew is that you couldn’t continue without Nick in your life.

“For now can you stop pretending like we strangers? So we can go back to how it was and see where it takes us? » Nick finally laid his eyes on you for you to offer him a shy smile. « I’m not saying that we’ll for sure end up together but at least we can try to make this work…”

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Should I write imagine about all prettymuch members or stick to only Nick? 

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foreign language | n.m blurb

author’s note: I enjoy writing little blurb like that way too much. The French part is real french since it’s my native language and I tried to translate it the better way! Btw I do take requests so slide them in & if you wanna be friends just dm me I guess lmao. Anyway hope you’ll enjoy it xo

words count: 0,5k+

warnings: cursing; pure fluff

“Stop talking to me in french y/n.. You know damn well i can’t understand a thing” The brunette boy start saying. 

You knew that talking to Nick in french would do nothing else but trigger him. When you were mad at him, wanted his attention or wanted to annoy him, it was the first thing you would start doing. You were bilingual english/french since your mother was french and your father american. You had been going to France every year on summer holidays for the longest you could remember and that’s how you practiced your french. Your french wasn’t as perfect as someone who would be living in France 24/7 but it still was ok. You understand it pretty well and could hold a conversation pretty easily. Back then you were quite insecure with your french because it wasn’t perfect as your friend’s one and you had an accent but your french friends always told you that your french was perfect so you became more and more confident while speaking french with others. 

“Et donc? C’est pas comme si tu m’écoutais de toute façon” [trad : And? It’s not like you’ve been listening to me anyway]

“Oh fuck off man!”

And now Nick was pissed. Seeing him like that made you giggle a little cause you knew it wouldn’t last long. Nick, next to you, put his airpods on, going back to what he was doing on his phone previously. You just got up from the sofa you were sitting in and went to the kitchen of his shared house with the other member of his boyband. You were getting yourself a bottle of water in the fridge when a voice surprised you.

“Yo y/n, why is Nick all mad?” Edwin’s big voice made you let out a little scream. “Did i scared you? Oh my god i’m sorry.” The boy lightly laughed at your reaction.

“It’s ok, it’s ok” You giggled “He’s just mad because i been talking to him in french.. But you know he’s just sitting there with his airpods on, not answering any of my questions so i had to annoy him a little” 

Edwin rolled his eyes and let out a sigh at your explanation thinking it would have been something way more serious before you left the kitchen. You went back sitting next to Nick, him being still tense from you speaking to him in french. You leaned in next to his hear and took off his right airpod which cause the music  to stop. 

“Tu boudes encore?” [trad : You still mad at me?]

“I said fuck off y/n” Nick said while pushing you slightly away from him not even bothering taking back his airpod. 

“Nick i was kidding...” You whined brushing his hand off and making your way back close to him. 

“Mon coeur?” [trad : My heart?] You tried knowing that he liked when you were calling him that way. You kissed his cheek gently, then continued making your way to his lips when you weren’t getting any reaction to all those kisses. A smiled formed on his lips when you reached his with yours, making you smile too.

“You’re such a cry baby” You giggled pulling yourself away from him. 

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not enough | n.m blurb

author’s note: it’s my first ever imagine in English so be kind to me since English isn’t my first language... Plus imma start writing imagines/blurb etc so if you have any requests just slide them in!! Anyway hope you’ll like it  xo

words count: 0,5k+ 

warnings: none; pure fluff

Nick and you had been dating for the past three months. Your relationship was getting serious as the days past by and you were at the happiest place you could be. Nick was the gentleman you had always wish for. The only thing that would bother you would be how secretive he wanted you guys to be with this relationship. You didn’t really understand why except for the fans, however you respected his choices and decided to keep this relationship private until he wanted to make it more public. You would occasionally asked him why he didn’t want your friends or family to know and it was always the same answer. He wanted this part of his life, you, to stay his little secret. It was hard sometimes for you to keep it on the low, mostly when you were with your friends since they would all the time talk about their relationships or try to find you a boyfriend since they didn’t know about you already having one.

Today  was one of Nick’s off day and what you two would usually do on those day would be hang out at yours in bed, eating and watching films, talking about everything and anything, just catch up on you all lives. But today was one of those day too where you still wanted to know why Nick was so secretive about you two. Like you guys had been in a relationship for almost four months and you would at least be abble to tell your family about it.

“You know babe, it’s been almost four months now that we are together and i feel like we could tell our friends. Don’t you think?”

Nick’s eyes would leave his phone the second you talk about telling your friends.

“Why do you want people to know so bad..”

You could peep a kind of annoyance in his voice but wouldn’t mind it this time. You just wanted a concrete answer.

“I’m just tired to see you acting like you’re single and me having to act like i’m single all the time when we clearly are not. Why don’t you want people to know so bad? Are you ashamed of me or something...”

You had thought about it a lot, not being enough for him. Sometimes you felt like that’s why he wouldn’t introduce you to his friends. That’s sure you weren’t the prettiest, funniest, coolest or baddest girl ever but Nick always made you feel like you were but sometimes when he insisted on not telling anyone about you too, you felt like you weren’t enough. 

Nick put his phone down and lean in closer to you. He cupped your face with his hands on your cheeks so he can look at you in the eyes. 

“What the fuck are you saying y/n? Obviously you are enough babe. I just want to have you only for me, to not have people always talking about us to, to not feel like we have act a certain way when we are with others. But I didn’t know you felt that way. I’m fucking proud to have you as my girl”

The italian boy layed kisses on your lips between each words of his last sentence before adding that if you wanted to let your friends and family know about you guys being together he was cool with it.

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solange / almeda

[ybnmara]

3 and 38 for the pm questions game

3. have you seen them on stage?

i have actually. twice eheh

38. have you ever travel for them? would you?

And I also have. Me being international, my only chance to meet/ see them on stage is to travel. So I’ve been to the uk twice to see them, in 2017 and this year for their London show. And I’ve also been to the US for the funktion tour. And I would do it again lol 

and I’m also sorry for answering this late

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Hey hun, I'll ask you questions 7, 10, 27, and 36 💕

7. what made you start staning them?

my mutuals were talking about them in my tl back in 2017 and I was like nah I aint staning someone else anymore but would you mind came out and I fell for them :/

10. what’s your top 3 favorite songs?

mind of poseidon, open arms, 10k hours I think but I'm not really sure lmao id probably had sorry in it if we had a studio version of it 

27. who do you think is a good listener?

based on my experience with them, nick and brandon did actually really listen to what I said when I talked to them since after meeting them a year later they talked bout it to me.

36. what’s one thing you’d love them to know about you?

not gonna lie I don’t know at all 

i’m so sorry for taking this much time to answer them :/

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Can you do a grey mood board of nick ?

hey sorry for the delay but it’s now posted! hope you’ll like it

[ybnmara]

grey | n.m moodboeard

(requested)

btw dont forget that you can request any moodboard you want xx

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is there any video of nick speaking italian?😔🤲🏼

honestly i wish i had one! imma look for it, if i can find one i’ll post it

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Nick, Zabiel & the dance break at the end. Wbu?

reblog with your prettymuch lane and cnco lane and your favorite part of me necesita

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I thought y’all would enjoy this