Three Empty Words (Chrismd)

Requested?: Yes, thank you

Warnings?: Suggestive content, possible tears

Pairing: Chris and Reader

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Y/N POV

I don’t know what’s gotten into him lately. Well what’s gotten into the both of us really. It’s like we don’t love each other anymore.

I mean sure the two of us still go out and everything, but it’s not the same. It’s like we are forced to go. Like we are expected to go.

Chris still picks me up from work. Every night, at the same time and same place.

Asking me about how my day went, making small talk, just so the car won’t be filled with silence.

If we aren’t talking, there is music playing. Songs that we used to sing at the top of our lungs to. But now there is no singing, not even a hum to the song,

The worst part about this ‘relationship’ is when something goes wrong. Something that used to cause us to fight about. Nothing. No fighting. No mentioning of it. Just nothing. We just don’t care enough to fight.

He’s told me that he still loves me, but I know better. Those words are empty, no meaning to them anymore. Just words exchanged to make it seem like everything is okay.

Sitting on his couch, three feet between us. I can tell something is on his mind. He won’t tell me and I’m not sure if I want to ask. Mainly because I’m sure I’ve got the same thing on mine.

“I can’t do this anymore.” He finally says

“Can’t do what Chris?”

“Us.” He says turning to me “I can’t do us anymore.”

“Yeah, figured that much.”

“Oh what’s the supposed to mean?”

“You know what I meant Chris.”

“Actually I don’t. Please enlighten me.”

I roll my eyes “Our relationship. I figured you had enough of it. Since you haven’t been acting the same around me.”

“I’m not acting the same way?” He asks raising his voice a little “I’m not the only one to blame here. You’ve been acting different too.”

“Only because of how you’ve been acting. You act like you don’t want me around anymore.”

“Y/N, of course I want you around. I lo…”

I cut him off “Don’t say those words. Don’t say those words that have absolutely no meaning behind them anymore.”

“Fine, if that’s what you want then go. Just.Do.Not. Runaway from this. Making me have to tell your family what’s happened. Because I am not going to be the one to break the news to your brother. I still want to have a relationship with him because I’m his mentor.”

“Fine, whatever you want. Make my own brother hate me. Pretty sure he likes you more anyway.”

“Do not try and turn this around. Do not make me look like the bad guy. At least I kept trying with this.”

“If this is what you call trying, I would hate to see what not trying looks like.”

“I thought you were leaving?”

“I am.” I say getting up “Just gonna grab the few things I have here.”

I bite my lip, holding back the tears that are fighting to fall past my eyes, before I turn on my heal and head upstairs to grab my things.

I didn’t have much here, so it won’t take me long to grab my things. I just can’t believe that he really isn’t even willing to try and save this relationship. I mean sure we may not be the same couple anymore, but we could try and work it out.

As I’m turning to walk out of the room, I’m pushed back in. A pair of lips attaching to my own. It takes me a second to realize what is happening. Chris is kissing me, slowly walking me back towards the bed.

I know that I shouldn’t let this happen, but I don’t want to stop it.

Pushing me to lay down on the bed, with him on top of me. He gently tugs at my shirt, and I at his. Before long they are both off. The two of us now just in our underwear, lips not parting.

This night it felt as though all the emotions that we have been keeping inside and to ourselves, have come out. There wasn’t necessarily any love felt, but you could feel something. Almost like neither one of us wants to part ways.

Maybe this was what we needed to get back into our circle. What our friends would call 'Our Bubble of Love.’

I didn’t want this night to end. It was utterly perfect. Falling asleep in his arms again. Something that hasn’t happened in months. I felt as if I was home again. I loved it.

Im awoken in the morning by the sun shining through the small break in the curtains. Smiling to myself, I turn over to face Chris.

My smile fades, now seeing that he is not there.

Only to be met with a small note. Saying:

'I’msorry,but I can’t anymore.’

Those six words break my heart. I knew that it wouldn’t last, but I was hoping to at least have one more morning with him. One more morning to at least try and save the relationship.

Although my love for Chris is gone. I feel empty without him here. I’ve never had this feeling before. Well I have, but I’ve never went through it by myself. I always had him there to comfort me. To make me feel better. ]

Now I have no one, nothing. It makes my heart physically hurt.

I just know that I will have to heal from this. Move on from him. Learn to love another, like the way I used to love him.

In time I will. That’s what I have to keep telling myself.

Fortnite (Lachlan Imagine)

Requested: Yes

Warnings?: No

Pairing: Lachlan and Reader

Yes I’m aware that this sucks. It’s the first thing I’ve written in like 2-3 months. But please any comments or anything will help me want to write more. It gives me motivation

I love writing but I have no motivation for it right now, so messages in my inbox make my day. They give my motivation and make me happy.

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Y/N POV

A girl playing Fornite isn’t something you see everyday. Especially within my friend group. To be honest the only reason I got into playing it is because of my boyfriend Lachlan.

The two of us met through Youtube and Twitch both. I used to be strictly a twitch streamer until after we started dating. Shortly after I met all of his friends as well.

You see it all started when he was filming a video about donating to twitch streamers if they killed him. I was beyond surprised when he did because that was genuinely my first time ever playing it. Hey I won’t complain though. It helped me find my love

Today he, Elliot, Lannan (lazarbeam) and I are all recording/streaming the game. Now this wouldn’t be a normal session with these three without me getting picked on. At this point I’m pretty used to it, but I pretend to let it get to me because Lachlan gets a little protective over me and gets a little ad at the others.

“Oh come Y/N, you could have gotten that kill so easily.” Elliot tells me as I’m killed “I thought that’s why we play with you, because you can carry us.”

“Nah we only play with her because she’s Lachlan’s girlfriend.” Lannan says.

“Oi, guys come on, leave her alone.” Lachlan pipes in

“Awh, little Lachy to the rescue.” Elliot chimes in

“Can you all just hurry up this game so we can get on to the next. Im getting bored over here.” I chime in to shut them all up

After saying that within the next five minutes they are all downed and out. Finally able to start a new game, which I couldn’t be happier about.

“Hold on guys, before we start the next one, let me grab something.” I say reaching over and grabbing the closest hoodie to me, which just happens to be one of Lachlan’s. “It’s gotten a bit chilly in my room had to grab something.”

“How much do you want to bet that its Lachlan’s merch that she out on.” Elliot says, but I can also hear the laugh that he is trying to hold back

“I’d bet my entire bank account on it, they both wear each other’s merch so much.” Says Lannan

“We’re just being supportive of each other, you all wouldn’t understand that.”

“Lachlan, it’s fine. They can pick on me all they want, at least I’m good at this game” I say looking directly at my camera “I mean I pretty much carry them every game.”

“You do not carry us every game.” Elliot says

“Just admit defeat Elliot, you know that Y/N does carry us a lot.” Lachlan’s chimes in

“I will not, I will not give her that satisfaction.” He says

“I’ll admit defeat.” Lannan pipes up

“Elliot?” I ask

“Fine you win.” Elliot says

“And?” I edge on

“And you carry us on Fortnite.” He sighs

I smile and do a little dance in my seat. My entire stream comments on how I have these boys wrapped around my fingers.

Requested?: Yes

Warnings?: Smut

Pairing: Lachlan and Reader

I haven’t written about Lachlan in so long, and writing this genuinely had so much fun writing this.

This is also a kinda collab piece with @wroetominter. Absolutely adore working with you Montana.

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Y/N POV

Being the younger sister of a Youtuber can have its perks. Like when your brother decides to go on a holiday with his girl friend, his friends and their girlfriends, he decide to bring you along just so no one will be outnumbered.

This time their all going to Australia, to see their friend Lachlan. Who I’ve never met, but from the pictures I’ve seen of him, he’s very attractive. Although I already know how Josh is gonna be.

He’s going to go into overprotective, older brother mode. Meaning that I won’t be allowed in the same room with any guy without him. It gets really annoying sometimes, but I know he’s just looking out for me.

I already knew it was going to be hot, but getting off the plane, I didn’t expect it to be this warm. It probably doesn’t help that I’m wearing a hoodie, but hey in my defense I freeze every time I get onto a plane.

Now, even though I have seen Lachlan in pictures and in his videos, that doesn’t necessarily mean I will be able to pick him out of a crowd.

Although when Vik is the first to go up and ‘bro hug’ this y'all blonde in the airport, I’m almost positive that it’s Lachlan.  The boy matches the description of him that I have in my head.

It was only as he started getting closer to me, I realized how cute he actually is. I’m a complete sucker for blonde hair and blue eyes. Both of which he has, so I’m already hooked.

“Hi, you must be Y/N, Josh’s sister.” Lachlan says as he steps in front of me.

I nod my head “Yep, thats me, and you must be Lachlan.”

“The one and only.” He says, as he goes to hug me

Unfortunately Josh steps in before he can.

“Lachlan, one rule. The guys already know this, but my sister.” He says, looking at me and then back at Lachlan “My sister is off limits.”

Lachlan raises his arms up, backing away from me “Wouldn’tdream of it.”

A few hours later, rest of the crew came over with myself have already went to bed. Exhausted from the travels, but I on the other hand am wide awake. I blame the fact that I slept the entire plane ride over.

Though being awake while Josh is not, does give me a little time to hang out with Lachlan. Just the two of us.

It’s actually kinda fun. I mean sure we are just playing fornite, but it’s still fun.

I’m kinda playing dumb a little bit, just because he’s being really cute trying to explain it all to me. Telling me what guys are better than others, where to go and where not to go. At one point he even placed his hands on top of mine, directly pointing me into the right direction.

This is was nice. I finally had a moment alone with a guy, and my brother wasn’t hovering over me.He was definitely flirting with me and I was most definitely flirting back.

When I finally got my 'first’ victory, I jumped up and hugged him immediately. Trying to not over play it to much, but this was genuinely my first ever win on solo. Not telling him that I’ve won with teams and squads before though. So he thinks it’s my first ever, which I’m okay with him thinking.

What really switched the mood was when we both turned our heads at the same time and our lips touched.  

Lachlan then glanced at my eyes, down to my lips and the back to my eyes, before finally leaning in and pressing his against mine. The kiss soon became a little bit heated, and he eventually pulled me over into his lap, with my legs straddling his waist.

He finally stands up, my legs immediately wrapping around his waist and his hands going under my bum, supporting me. Walking over to his bed, he gently lays me down. Our lips never disconnecting as he climbs on top of me.

He gently places his hand on my side, underneath of the shirt that I am wearing, and I can already tell where this is headed. To be honest, I’m not mad or anything. I’m totally up for this.

Pulling away from the kiss, he looks straight into my eyes, asking,

“Do you want this?”

I nod my head

“No, I need verbal consent before this goes any further.”

“Lachlan, yes I want this. More than anything.”

That’s all it took before he was pulling the both of our shirts over our heads and throwing them somewhere on the floor. Connecting our lips again, his right hand, starts to make its way south. Stopping just at the band of my leggings I had on. Teasing me ever so slightly, he runs his finer along it.

It wasn’t until I let out a small groan of frustration that he finally slipped his hand past the band. Placing his finger directly on top of my clit, through my panties. Causing a small noise to transfer my mouth into his.

Pulling his lips away from mine again, he mumbles “Now, you’ll have to stay quiet. Don’t want you brother hearing anything do we?” All while rubbing his fingers in small circles

“I’d really rather not think of my brother right now.” I mumble out

“As you wish.” He says removing his hand “But we should be quick, I’m supposed to stay away from you.”

With those words, the rest of our clothing was thrown off.

'Wait, condom.“

He nods and reached over into his bedside drawer pulling one out. Unwrapping it, he rolls it onto himself. Laying himself down on top of me, supported by his arms. He leans down and gives me a small kiss.

"Ready?”

I nod my head “Yes.”

With that he begins to push himself in, continuing until he is fully inside. Stilling himself, letting me adjust. I must admit he is much larger than any other guy I have been with.

Once I finally give him the okay to move, he begins to slowly move his hips. Slowly pulling out and then pushing back in. Setting a slow rhythm. I’m biting my bottom lip, trying to not let any moans that are to loud slip past them.

“I thought you said we had to be quick?” I struggle to get out.

“Just making sure you’re okay first.”

“Just, please. I need more.”

“You’re wish is my command.”

With that Lachlan begins to move his hips faster. Getting to a pace, where he is almost completely snapping his hips into mine.

At this point I’m more than positive I’m drawing blood by how hard I’m biting my lip. His head is buried into my neck, letting out small grunts, trying himself not to be to loud.

“God, please tell me you are close.” He asks with a small strain to his voice.

I nod my head, unable to form a coherent sentence, that and not being able to trust my own voice.

He then lifts his head up, connecting our lips in a heated kiss. The both of us swallowing each others moans.

Soon enough the both of us are laying side by side, completely out of breath. My eyes begin to feel heavy, from everything that has happened today. The last thing I remember is Lachlan pulling me into his side and kissing my forehead.

The next morning the two of us are awoken by a knock on the door and my brothers voice.

“Lachlan, have you seen my sister? She isn’t in her room and she left her phone in there so I cant get ahold of her.”

The both of our eyes go wide, when we realize the situation we are in. As I quickly get up and scramble to get my clothes on, Lachlan replies

“No, I haven’t but I’m sure shell turn up soon. Couldn’t have gone far, she doesn’t know this place that well.”

“Okay, well let me know if she turns up. Freya and I are going to head into town.”

Without waiting for a response I can hear his footsteps walking away. This causes me to let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“You’re a brother is going to kill me when he finds out.”

“You mean if he finds out. We’re not telling anyone anything.”

“So you don’t even want to try anything else?”

“Lachlan, we are from two different sides of the world. A relationship would never work. No matter what kind.”

“So you want to forget about anything that happened last night?”

“No, not at all. I never do.” I pause “How about this, if somehow the world closes the distance between us, we can give it a try.”

“Who knows if that’s gonna ever gonna happen.”

“If we are meant to be then it will.”

“Then a secret relationship while you’re here?”

I nod “No labels. I don’t want to be attached to you when I leave here.”

He nods and brings me into a hug.

I knew that leaving this place in a few weeks would be hard, but I had a feeling that the world would bring us together. Somehow, someway. I just knew it.

Ghost of You (Miniminter)

These kind of imagines are my favorite to write. They can just convey so much emotion. Though this one may be short. I hope you all don’t mind.

This is also loosely based off Ghost Of You by 5 Seconds Of Summer.

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Simon’s POV

Waking up in bed is hard, but now waking up without her to even harder. I still can’t sleep on her side of the bed. I still feel like it belongs to her.

The nights just keep getting more lonely, without her here. It hurts with how much I miss her, but I know it’s all my fault. I drove her away. I never paid attention to her. At least as much as I should have.

Every time I make a cup of tea, I have to reach around her cup. It’s still there, lipstick stain and all. There wasn’t a day when she wasn’t wearing some shade of it.

So the stain is there, almost permanently. A mixture of all those lipsticks she wore. I just can’t bring myself to wash it off fully. Inside I’d rather let it fade with time.

Sometimes in my dreams late at night, it’s almost as if I can still hear her. I hear small things she used to tell me. Encouragements almost.

The one I hear the most though is her telling me that I’ll be just fine. That I don’t need her to be happy. I can be happy all on my own.

Nights I’m not recording with the guys, I try to drown out everything. I have a bottle of vodka beside me. Taking shots of it everything other five minutes.

I can still picture her dancing around this room. Grabbing my hands and pulling me up with her, making me dance with her.

Now I just feel like I’m dancing with ghost of her.

A month has went by and I’m finally picking up my room. Trying to make myself feel better and get my mind off of her.

Unfortunately for me I found something. An old Zepplin shirt she used to wear all the time. It was the shirt she had on the day she finally moved in here. Getting away from the situation she was in at home. Getting away from the hurt that no one but her could feel.

People said that we were just too young and too dumb to be making this kind of decision. We didn’t care though. We just knew that we were in love and that I was helping her get out of there.

I would have done anything for her. She was my entire world. I know I didn’t show it very well, but I loved her. I wish I would have though. It hurts so much that she’s gone.

I think it would have been better if she didn’t just disappear. If she had told me she was leaving, or even told me that she didn’t feel appreciated enough.

I would have dropped everything for her. Even if that meant dropping out of something the guys wanted to do. I even skipped out on going to an event for her.

When she was sick I did everything I could just to make her feel better. Brought her anything she needed.

Now I’m just left with an empty feeling. A ghost of her.

I would do anything to get her back. Even if it meant giving up the life I have.

I would do it for her.

Requested?: No

Warnings?: None

Pairing: Chris and Reader

Okay, so I’m aware that this imagine is god awful. I just desperately wanted to get something out for you guys, as its been a month or two since I’ve posted anything. But please if you all could leave some comments or anything. it actually motivates me to write more.

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Y/N POV

Today is the day that one of my best friends isgettingmarried. Normally I would be all for these kinda of things, but not this time.

You see while Sierra was picking her bridal party, I was nothing more than an after thought. Which I guess makes since in a way, because we haven’t seen each otherin almost a year.

I guess that’s what I get for traveling to America for a few months for traveling.

I felt like I knew no one here. I mean I of course knew Sierra and her new husband, parts of the bridal party and of course her parents . Other than that though, I knew no one.

I’m currently standing by the bar, stirring the drink in my hand while watching people.

“Looks like you’re having about as much fun as I am.”

I’m startled by the person saying this. I wasn’t expecting anyone to talk to me.

“I’m deceiving you. I’m actually havingall kinds of fun.”

“Oh really?” He says setting his drink down “BecauseI’ve been watching you all night and I’ve only seen you over here.”

“Oh, so you’ve been watching me all night? That’s nice to know.”

“I didn’t mean that in a creepy way. I meant that I’ve been wanting to come over and talk to you all night because I think you’re really pretty.”

I let out a small laugh, turning to him “Trying you’re hardest not to make it anymore creepy?”

“I’m sorry. Let me start over.” He then turns to me smiling “Hi, I’m Chris and I just wanted to say that I think you are very pretty.”

I smile, setting my drink down “Hello Chris and thank you very much.”

“You’re very welcome….” he trails off

“Y/N. My name is Y/N.”

“Well you are very welcome Y/N.” He smiles “Now, I have question for you.”

I raise my eyebrows asking him silently what it is

“Do you think that anyone here would miss two people who have been stood in the back of the crowd all night?”

“That depends, where would these two people go?”

“Maybe off to a diner, then maybe a park.”

“In that case I don’t think those two people would be missed at all.”

“Shall we then?” He asks holding his hand out towards me

“We shall.” I say taking his hand

He then leads me out to what I’m guessing is his car.

After both of us are in, he begins to drive off.

“Now, I hope you are hungry, because I don’t want to be the only one eating here.” Chris says as he pulls into the parking lot of a 60s themed diner.

“Trust me. I’m definitely going to be eating. I forgot how much of a health freak Sierra was.”

“Not just her, I can confirm that Jackson is one ask well. So it only makes sense that all they had at their wedding was healthy stuff.”

Once seated we both immediately know what we ordering. Each of us ordering a burger with fries and a chocolate shake. Trying our hardest to get exactly the opposite of the food at the wedding. In which I think I can safely say we did.

Upon finishing our food, I go to grab my card out of my bag, but Chris is already pulling his out.

“I asked you to come here, so let me pay.”

He didn’t even give me a chance to respond before the lady at the register took his card.

As we exit the diner, I feel his hand grab ahold of mine, pulling me in the opposite direction of his car.

“Where are you taking me?” I ask as I struggle to keep up in my heels

“I mentioned something about going to a park as well, and the park isn’t to far a walk from here. Plus it’s a nice night and I’d like to enjoy it.”

“If we are going to walk the whole way there, then can we go slower, because I’m in heels and I cannot walk that fast.”

“I would love to slow down for you,” He says as he stops and turns to me “But seeing as we are here, I don’t think that will be necessary.”

“Oh I see. Well I’m that case, I’m going to sit down on a bench.”

I then begin to make my way over to a bench to sit down, but am stopped by his hand on my arm.

“I have one question before you do sit.”

“And that is?”

“I meant to ask you to dance before we left the wedding but I forgot. So will you have one dance with me?”

“Here?” I ask looking around “But there’s no music.”

“Ah, but that is something I can fix.” He says as he pulls out a pair of headphones and his phone from his pocket. “I’ve got just the perfect song.”

“Well I can’t say no to that.”

He smiles before handing me one of the ear pieces, keeping one for himself. We both place them in our ear as soft music begins to play through them.

Placing his hands gently on my waist, I place mine on his shoulders, we begin to sway to the music.

After two songs have went by, my head is now resting on his shoulder.

“You know, it’s getting pretty late. We should probably head back soon, that way you can get your car.” Chris says, still moving to the slow tempo of the music

I raise my head up from his shoulder, looking directly at him “I figured this wouldn’t last all night. Maybe we can get back before Jackson and Sierra leave.”

“To late for that. Got a message before we left the diner that they left.”

“Oh, well back to get my car then.”

The whole ride back to wedding venue was silent. Not the awkward kind of silence though, the peaceful kind. The kind where you just feel comfortable around the other person, which is something I liked.

Before we both drove off on our separate way, numbers were exchanged.  Also a promise to do this again was made. Something that I couldn’t wait to happen.

I have a feeling that this guy will be around for a while. At least I hope it’s like that.