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imaginesandprefs · 4 years
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‘Cause Nothing Feels Like Home (I)
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hello! welcome to part 1/3 of the marriage counseling fic! treat her nicely please! i put my heart into this fic! this part is about days 1-7 (7.5k words) + a sneak peek of the next part! 
this is pure angst. nothing else. FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOMED! IN FACT, IT IS ENCOURAGED.
or the one where writer!Harry and his wife Safiyya take a break from their marriage, as encouraged by their counselor, for thirty days. 
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imaginesandprefs · 6 years
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Bad Day, Better Mood
Request: Can you write about Ethan being down and the reader cheering him up the best they can? even if he's still down at the end he knows that shes there for him
A/N: Sorry this took so long lovely! Finally back in a better state and ready to write. Hope you enjoy it!
The best day in the house was Sunday. You were accompanied by your boyfriend all day, him always saying “Sundays are our days.” With all the time you spent wrapped up in each other on Sunday, one of the worst feelings was waking up Monday morning knowing your paradise had to come to an end. From tour to weekly videos, to other friends and family, Sunday was the only time you knew you had Ethan all to yourself. Sometimes you felt selfish, and you’re sure some people thought you were too, but you wanted to have them try and share their best friend with a million other people. Even though it sucked, never for a second did you think of trying to take away Ethan’s dream or the life he worked so hard to build for himself? You rolled over expecting to run into a strong body but were met, face first, with a cold indent of where Ethan should have laid. You groaned and grabbed his pillow and molded it until it filled the space Ethan usually took up. You gave yourself a good fifteen minutes, maybe twenty of pretending E was still in bed before you got up and tried to start your Monday.
You grabbed your clothes from the walk in, tempted to grab Ethan sweater so you could linger in your Sunday traditions just a little longer. Before it got too weird, you made your way to the bathroom to start your shower and the rest of the dreaded day.
Showers are your quiet times. The heat of the water and the steaming of your bathroom always seemed to calm you down. Ethan always made sure to show you the water bill just to make sure you knew how much you do value your showers. You reached for the shampoo bottle and heard the what you could only describe as typical Monday morning chaos going on downstairs, along with a slew of swears. “E? That you?” you called out, working the product into your hair. After you got no response, you turned all your attention back to your hair and singing the same commercial jingle that was stuck in your head over and over.
“You know I always tell you asking that is pointless? If I was a killer, all you’d be doing is letting me know where you are so I could come get you,” he pointed out, without announcing his presence. The thud he heard was the conditioner bottle slipping out of your hand and into a body wash bottle, and then finally landing on the floor.
“Ethan!” you yelled. “What do I always tell you about coming places unannounced! Specifically, the bathroom where I can’t see you come in!” You caught wind of his soft chuckle behind the curtain.
“Well if you would stop leaving the door unlocked,” he scoffed, “or wide open, we wouldn’t have the problem now would we?” It was silent besides the steady stream of the shower. You pictured him fiddling with his phone on the charger, or going through the clothes you brought with you, to see what he would get to see you in. It was a bad habit he picked up when you went on vacation to Hawaii last month. “Love these shorts on you,” he mumbled while fiddling with your pile of clothes.
“Where’d you go this morning?” you questioned, trying to keep conditioner out of your eyes to the best of your ability. “Left me to get through Monday morning alone.” You finally turned the water off and peaked your head out of the shower, awaiting his answer. You studied him while he gathered his answer. He was rested against the wall of your bathroom. His lashes were locked for a moment before looking up to shoot you a small smile.
“Had to take care of something, last-minute meeting about the big announcement last week. Sorry, meant to leave a note.” You’re not sure what it was, but something about the way his voice lacked more excitement had you staring at him waiting for more. After he answered you, he went back to his phone, reply to fans or just cringing, remembering his old vines.
“E?” you questioned, now in a robe standing in front of him.
“Jesus, (y/n)! I thought you were still fucking showering; don’t do that!” You snickered.
“Said the pot to the kettle,” you said smirked before resting your head on his chest while he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “What’s up, Ethan?” You felt him tense slightly. He began raking his fingers through your wet hair.
“Whatcha mean, love?” Deflecting. It was Ethan’s specialty, and he was good at it.
“Dunno, you just seem off? Whenever you come home from meetings and stuff, you’re usually excited and rambling endlessly, but today you’re just kind of quiet.” You shrugged while looking up at him. “Just checking in on you.” He sighed and looked away.
“Nothing I can’t handle.” He leaned down to kiss your hair, taking a second to smell his favorite shampoo. “Love you for that though, always worrying about me.” You shook your head at the typical antics of your boyfriend.
“You don’t have to ‘just handle it' when you have me.” You grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bedroom. “Sit.” You pushed him onto the bed and sat on his lap. “Now talk.” He let out a small laugh while going back to playing with your hair, his fingertips running made up patterns on your scalp.
“Babe, it’s nothing. Just started out having a bad day, that’s all.” He let his chin rest on the top of your head and closed his eyes, relaxing into your touch.
“I want to hear it if you want to tell it.” Your continued persistence made him smile as you started to disclose his morning to you.
“And they said we couldn’t do it! And of course that got Gray upset, and I just felt like they were trying to control us and our image!” You nodded along as he talked about the meeting that dragged on through most of the morning. “God and it lasted forever! If you’re going to make me sit through this meeting at least let us get a word in!”
“Calm babe,” you said, your turn to rub soothing shapes into his chest.
“Okay so this was totally my fault, but you can’t make a special that tastes like coal!” You laugh as he told you about stopping at your favorite coffee shop and trying something new for the first time.
“You know what you like! Why do you insist on trying new things?”
“Because I like to be adventurous, you know this!” You laughed hard and long into his chest.
“Mess, I’m dating a mess.” He grinned wide before pulling you closer to his chest.
“Maybe. I mean probably. But you love me anyway, and I love you for that.” Your eyes were closed as soft kisses littered the side of your face.
“I think sometimes you forget I know you so well, and It makes me laugh. I knew something was up when you weren’t in bed with no note, no text, no nothing. You know I try and give you your space for a bit, but I’m never going to wallow in a poor day. I’m always here.” He beamed down at you before lifting you up, eliciting a squeal from you.”Ethan!”
“I missed breakfast with my girl, and I’ve decided we’re having pancakes!” He announced as he made his way towards the stairs with you in his arms.
“Ethan!” Ethan, it’s literally one in the afternoon.” You said reminding him just how much of the day he’s spent away from you. He stopped to make eye contact with you.
“The beginning of today kinda sucked, and I was bummed, but you turned it around and I know how you get when I do crazy things like buying you a car or whatever else, so I’m simply going to make my girl breakfast to say sorry for missing it this morning and thank you for always having my back.” Pulling his head down, you enjoyed your first kiss of the morning.
“To the kitchen, we go."
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imaginesandprefs · 6 years
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super sorry about the imagine delays! i get a little carried away lol first request going up tomorrow! see you all in my inbox soon x
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imaginesandprefs · 6 years
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imaginesandprefs · 6 years
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Send me a number !! Ready to write
Prompt List of Sarcasm
“Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.” 
“Define normal.” 
“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?” 
“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.” 
“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.” 
“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.” 
“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” 
“And you wonder why you’re still single.” 
“Remind me to kill you. Please.” 
“I’m listening to you. I’m just not paying attention.” 
“That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?” 
“Were you dropped on your head?” 
“She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.” 
“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.” 
“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.” 
“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.” 
“If I survive, can I go home?” 
“My middle finger salutes you.” 
“This is a whole new level of moronic, even for you.” 
“I don’t think I could ever stab someone. I mean, let’s be honest. I can barely get the straw in the Capri Sun.” 
“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” 
“Insanity run in my family. It practically gallops.” 
“Oh darling. Go buy a brain.” 
“Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.” 
“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” 
“All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.” 
“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.” 
“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.” 
“What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?” 
“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!” 
“I need therapy after this.” 
“You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.” 
“I’m not weird. I am limited edition.” 
“I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.” 
“I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.” 
“If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur.” 
“You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?” 
“I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.” 
“I’d explain it to you, but you’re brain would explode.” 
“Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.” 
“I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.” 
“Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!” 
“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.” 
“You’re good. A monster pain in the ass… but you’re good.” 
“Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!” 
“The female of the species is more deadly than the male.” 
“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.” 
“She’s hot, but she’s evil.” 
“Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.” 
“I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.” 
“Go on, knock his teeth down his throat.” 
“You’re going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters, animal abusers and people who talk at the theater.” 
“What’s the point in screaming? No one’s listening anyway.” 
“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.” 
“So stick that in your juice box and suck it.” 
“Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.” 
“This place hold a lot of memories for me. Some bad, some… No. No, no, all bad.” 
“A little gasoline… blowtorch… no problem.” 
“Good, bad, I’m the one with the gun.” 
“I know you can’t kill anybody, ‘cause I can’t kill anybody.” 
“You’re insane, but you might also be brilliant.” 
“What you call insanity, I call inspiration.” 
“Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.” 
“Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.” 
“Why does everyone assume the worst of me.” “It saves time.” 
“I like you. You’re different.” 
“You successfully cured him/her of anything interesting about his/her personality.” 
“Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.” 
“You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.” 
“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.” 
“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.” 
“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.” 
“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.” 
“I care so little, I almost passed out.” 
“Well behaved woman rarely make history.” 
“You’re so weird.” “You have no idea.” 
“The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.” 
“You haven’t even seen my bad side yet.” 
“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.” 
“How’s life treating you?” “Like I ran over it’s dog.” 
“Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.” 
“Oh God, we’re not gonna have to hug or anything, are we.” 
“I’m so glad you could come.” “Cut the crap. Give me a drink.” 
“You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.” 
“Have fun being deal.” “I will.” 
“Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.” 
“It’s called thinking. Go with it.” 
“I made a new friend today.” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.” 
“Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you.” 
“I’m getting real bored and impatient. I don’t do bored and impatient.” 
“The girl is strange no question.” 
“Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try no to do anything… stupid.” 
“I know most people don’t like me; I don’t care, I don’t like most people.” 
“You are a very strange person.” “Well, thanks for noticing.” 
“I can tell that you think what you’re saying is funny, but… no.”
“I didn’t steal it. I permanently borrowed it.” 
“I’m not shy. I’m just examining my prey.” 
“If you pull out my earphones, I will pull out your lungs.”
“I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.” 
“Are you crying? No, I’m impersonating a fountain.” 
“Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.” 
“You’re kinda anti-social, you know that?” 
“I feel like a freakin’ soccer mom.” 
“My advice is much more subtle. Stop being an ass.” 
“I’m just gonna pack up and go straight to hell now.” 
“My ex? Yeah, I’d still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or baseball bat.” 
“She’s complicated like the DaVinci code, you know but harder to crack.” 
“And just like everything else we do around here, it’s about to get weirder.” 
“Such big evil in such a little thing.” 
“Why do I still like you, knowing you’re a total asshole?” 
“What does not kill you will likely try again.” 
“Oh honey, I would but… I don’t want to.” 
“And hello to you too… little homewrecker.” 
“I’m gonna make you wish you were dead.” 
“I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off.” 
“What doesn’t kill me might make me kill you.”
“In another life, I think I was in a mental institution.” 
“I’m not crazy. I’m just interesting.” 
“Don’t make me pop your ten grand sand bags honey.” 
“This is fun.” “Seriously, we’re trying to hide a body.” 
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imaginesandprefs · 6 years
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imaginesandprefs · 7 years
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ASK MEH
Please request something for me to write ! Really want to get into this !
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imaginesandprefs · 7 years
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Those Days
A part of me feels like Grayson wouldn’t really know what to say sometimes when you’ve had a rough day or something bad had just happen. He would just look at you and his heart would break knowing the damage had already been done, and he couldn’t shield you from it. He would usher you into your favorite corner of the apartment and pick apart your story until he found out what lost upset you. He’d probably think of a million things to say, but rule out seventy-five percent of them by the time you finished summarizing your day. What he did choose to say, he’d fumble over, trying to pick the exact right words in the perfect order. Maybe he’d continue and get his thoughts out right. But, I think he’d just close his eyes, urging you to do the same, and card his fingers through your hair. He might hum something he was just listening to, or ramble on softly in your ears about some new breakfast place he and Ethan just tried, or whatever new infomercial that just caught his eye. Whatever he’d choose, I think Grayson wouldn’t be so much about trying to find a fake solution to your problems, instead he’d just be there as you let the events of the day roll off of you as you laid in his arms.
A/N: cool I want a Grayson now :) leave requests / feedback if you have any
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Hi ! I’m on summer so I really want to get back into writing !! If you have any requests please send them my way ! Personals, imagines, preferences, whatever ! Thanks for helping me guys :)
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imaginesandprefs · 7 years
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Hi ! I’m on summer so I really want to get back into writing !! If you have any requests please send them my way ! Personals, imagines, preferences, whatever ! Thanks for helping me guys :)
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