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crazyk-imagine · 1 year

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Crushes Don’t get Easier

Pairing: James Diamond x Fem!reader Characters: James Diamond, Fem!reader, Katie Knight, Kendall Knight, Hortense “Logan” Mitchell, Carlos Garcia, Gustavo Rocque, Kelly Wainwright Warnings: Fluff, Katie trying to be a matchmaker, everyone rooting for reader and James to get together, Word Count: 1,087

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Katie walked away so she could search for you, feeling that she needed to take matters into her own hands.

She had a feeling you were around here somewhere and aims for your apartment. She knocked on the door.

You looked through the peephole wondering who's knocking on your door. You haven't had visitors... maybe ever which is even weirder.

You sighed and opened the door. "Katie."

She smiled and you instantly knew she was not up to any good.

"No, Katie."

"You don't even know what I'm going to say."

“And I don’t need to. I’ll be seeing the guys… at some other time,” you said before your face scrunched in displeasure, not liking what you said.

“Well, we need to talk now.”

“Can I ask why?”

“You know why.”

“Katie,” you groaned and rested your forehead against the door. “It’s not like that.”

“He still likes you.”

You turned your head and leaned against the door. “Don’t- don’t say that.”

“But it’s true and now that you’re here… and he’s here. Maybe you can, give it a shot?”

“Katie, my dear.” You place your hands on her shoulders. “You are far too young to be trying to play matchmaker.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Goodbye, Katie,” you closed the door on her.

She threw her arms up and sighed.

“How did that not go as planned?” Kendall asked.

“You did not give me enough time to think of a well-executed plan.”

“You said you work better under pressure.”

“I did not say that. When did I ever say that?”

“Okay,” Logan said, extending the word. “Knight siblings no more fighting. We have to go back before your mom wonders where we are and then we can come up with a plan.” He looked between the two of them, “does everyone agree?”

The siblings sighed, “fine.”

“Good. Now, come on.”

“I can’t go in today.” James held his hand up to his face, fake coughing. “I’m sick.”

“You’re not sick,” Kendall said, crossing his arms.

“You’re faking it,” Logan added. “But that’s okay because she doesn’t go into work today. Kelly said that Gustavo wants a little more time with us before we’re thrown into the chaos.”

James narrowed his eyes to his friends. “Why don’t I believe you?”

The two boy’s shrug.

“Now you know how we feel, not so sick James,” Carlos pointed out.

The pretty boy rolls his eyes and chucks the blanket off his shoulders.

“Fine.”

The three boys cheered and high five one another.

Gustavo started them off with recording one of their songs.

You walked into the studio, handing the producer and assistant their coffees. “So, how’s it-” You paused and raised a brow at the sight of James who slowly fell to the ground. “I’m gonna go.”

“What? Why?” Kelly asked.

“No, it’s- it’s fine. I think it’d be better for me to leave, anyway. I’ve got home- homework.” You pointed over your shoulder and take slow steps backwards. “I’ve gotta go.”

“Is she gone?”

Kendall stared down at his friend with a grimaced expression. “No.”

“Now, you’re lying.”

“Maybe.”

“I should go talk to her before I…”

“Do that again?” Logan offered.

“Yes, and shut up!”

“Well, go!” They forced him out of the booth.

“Where’s that one going? Why is one of my dogs running away?” Gustavo turns to Kelly. “Why is he running away?”

She shushes him.

“Wait! Wait!” You turned around and put your hands up to stop James from running into you. “Woah! Woah! James.”

“Sorry, sorry. I just- I needed to face it.”

“Face what?”

“I- uh-”

“This reminds me of the many times when we were paired up in school and you couldn’t even ask me anything,” you smirked, shaking your head.

“Hey, that’s not fair.”

“I know but, me teasing got you to calm down.”

“Wow, you’re right.”

“Obviously, you forget who helps you get an A on our projects.”

“Oh, shut up.”

You don’t think you’ve ever really taken the time to look at him, at least, not since you were younger and all you did was- nope, you shook your head.

“This isn’t awkward.”

A fake chuckle escaped you. “Yeah, so uh- what made you chase after me.”

“I didn’t chase after you.”

“Okay.”

“You know, I just remembered why I didn’t want to ask you out in the first place.”

“Oh, yeah because it’s my fault. You know, I’m not the one who forced you to come out here and talk to me.”

“You might not have done that but-”

“But nothing.”

He stared at you without saying anything. “I forgot how pretty you look when you’re mad.”

“I- what?”

“I said that out loud?”

You chuckle, “you did… do you mean it?”

“Of course, I do. Why would you ask me that?”

You glanced him up and down; you stared into his eyes before yours traveled down to his lips and back up again.

Thoughts race’s around in both of your heads.

‘Am I going to risk it?’

‘Is she going to-’

You leaned forward and pulled him in for a kiss.

The other three pushed each other out of the doorway, watching as you two share a moment and celebrated, high fiving one another.

You slightly pulled back, chuckling against his lips. “I think your friends are excited that you finally did something about your crush.”

“You knew?”

“Of course, I knew and besides, I had a little one on you too.”

“You did?”

You place your index finger over his lips and shushed him. “I already said it once, I’m not going to say it again.” You smile when you feel him smile against you. “We’re going on a date.”

“Now?”

“Yes, I’m not dealing with dumb, dumber, and dumbest right now.”

He nodded. “Okay.”

“Great. They’re going on a date,” Kendall said. “They’re going on a date.”

“We still need James. We’re not done with song,” Logan pointed out.

“Hey guys-”

Carlos glanced back at the two, “they’re gone.”

“Maybe we can try and-”

“Do not come back until all of you dogs are together!”

“Nevermind,” Kendall sighed.

“Are we going to go looking for them?” Logan turned to him.

“Not yet.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” Carlos added.

You and James walked back into the studio, looking as happy as ever.

“Finally,” Kendall stood in front of the two of you. “We need him.” “Have fun.”

“You’re coming with us,” Logan and Carlos grabbed you, aiming towards the studio room.

You groaned with a smile.

Previously: Part I

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luvyersblud · 2 years

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big time crush: logan mitchell x reader

(gum wrapper hearts)

des.- in which you are the dumbest person he’s ever met and he can’t help but to fall in love with you

tags/warnings: fluff, ur really stupid, slowest burn to the point it doesn’t even burn

a/n: for my himbos, bimbos, thembos, and everything in between. they/them are intentional and used to describe the reader.

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“No dude, I genuinely do not like them,” Logan groaned for the umpteenth time, burrowing his face into his hands. “You guys just don’t get it ‘cuz you’re stuck in trig! They’re genuinely so-I don’t even get how she’s in the same class as me!”

“It’s Hollywood, brains aren’t the biggest thing casters are worried about,” Kendall shrugged, tossing him an apple. James primped his hair before smiling.

“Yeah, just look at Carlos.”

“Rude!” Speak of the devil, as the helmet-bearer slid out from the yellow slide. “I’ll have you know I scored way higher than Logan once on a silence test.”

“Yeah, in like first grade?” Logan grinned, before shaking his head. “I can’t stand them guys! They literally asked me what a cosine was!”

“I don’t know what a cosine is,” James muttered.

“That’s not the point-Although that’s actually really sad for you. Either way, them sitting next to me is so obnoxious. They fix their hair every second, and they always wear these earrings that make so much noise when y/n moves their head, and they did their nails the other day and they’re so-“

“If you’re distracted by your nails, Logan, you probably have a crush on them,” James sighed. Logan simply took a bite of the apple that was aforementioned, rolling his eyes in frustration. “I don’t see the issue, why don’t you just take an hour off of math? We only need four hours a day.”

“No!” He immediately exclaimed, face heating up. He didn’t even know why he didn’t want to leave that class, but he knew he just couldn’t. Carlos gave Kendall and James a knowing look, Logan rolling his eyes and leaving to his room.

•••

“Oooh, let me guess, Virgo!” You beamed at Logan.

“Yes,” he sighed. “Let’s move on to part two-“

“You got this one wrong,” you pointed. “It’s not supposed to be an integer, the answer should be an algebraic equation.”

“For i n three x equals five?” Logan asked quizzically, confused how you even knew what algebra was from the emptiness going on in your head.

“Uhm, ya,” you chewed your gum. “Oh, want some gum by the way?” He waved a dismissive hand as you leaned over and sighed. “Do you not remember this or something? You have to expo-nen-shi-ate both sides. Uhm…Oh! That’s x equals three to the fifth power which is 243. So, the answer is C.”

“…Are you sure?” He asked, hiding his doubt as best as he could but you could tell his tone was dripping with some pity.

“Logan, I’m not that stupid. Call over Mr. Lee and see, I’m right!” He sighed, hesitating to raise his hand. There was absolutely no way you were correct, but if he could indulge you to avoid a ridiculous argument it would be better. And he didn’t want to see you upset, that would be worse for some reason he didn’t understand.

“Yes, Mitchell? What’s this?”

“Question 4, Lee,” you grinned, knowing you would prove him wrong.

“Oh, yes. You’re right, it is C. Do you need me to explain it?” You could tell Logan’s cheeks were heating up with a blush, and you tried to hide your smug smile while popping a bubble from your gum.

“No, I don’t think we need it. Thanks though!”

••••

You were minding your own business in the library, your favorite study environment. You didn’t understand anything, but you were having fun looking through books with ridiculous words and formulas that would never be of use to you. You knew very well that Logan thought you were, “dumb,” and you could care less. It was honestly amusing seeing how pressed he would get over your lack of knowledge on a subject, especially math.

You didn’t like or dislike him, it was just…A consistent relationship. That’s the best way you could describe it, so angry and tense but it flowed so well at the same time. Like a rushing current. You jumped at someone popping up behind you.

“How did you get that math problem right?!” Logan exclaimed, a leaf in his big hair. You rolled your eyes and flicked it out, snapping your gum in exaggerated annoyance.

“It’s just calc, Logan. Just ‘cuz I don’t know what an iso-iso-se, never mind, the names of all the triangles doesn’t mean I didn’t get into calc for a reason.”

“You didn’t know what a function was, y/n.” You giggled and shoved a book back into its home on the shelf.

“You’re so dumb for someone so smart. Bad bitches are good at history over math anyways.”

••••

“I think I like them, dude,” Logan said exasperatedly, James throwing his hands up in relief.

“Finally! You’ve been blowing the group chat everyday talking about how dumb their hair and nails look, criticizing every single detail of their outfit and yet you have put up every single gum wrapper heart they made you on your wall!” James gestures towards the collection, something Logan acquired over the semester, keeping every single one.

“It’s just polite!” Logan insisted. “They told me they kept my math notes in their favorite folder-Do you know how sweet that is?! What an idiot!” He groaned, shaking his head.

“I’ve never heard someone love so violently, Logan,” James sighed and combed his hair out. “Ask them out or something, just stop blowing up the group chat. I’m trying to watch Gilmore Girls, and you my friend, are not helping.”

“Shut up.”

••••

You sighed after arriving at your apartment, kicking off your shoes and flopping onto your bed. You grabbed your book bag to dig for 1984 to do your assigned reading, and as you yanked it out a silvery piece of paper flew with it.

It was a crude gum wrapper heart. It was uneven and folded quite badly and it looked like it’s been through a lot, but attached to it was a sticky note.

Thanks for the trash. Decided to show my gratitude.

You beamed, knowing exactly who it was. Logan. You quickly got to work with a pack of gum, grabbing the wrappers. Oh, you couldn’t wait to shove these in his bag.

And little did you know how happy he would be to find them.

#big time rush #big time rush imagines #logan mitchell #logan henderson #big time rush x reader #btr x reader #big time rush scenarios #fanfics

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ynluvy · 1 year

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katie’s babysitter—-btr x black reader.

warnings : none, maybe some mediocre writing but nothing really. BLACK READER !!!!

word ct : 1,143

author’s note : heyy bestiess !! i thought taking the holiday break i got at school

and putting to use with this story could bring back the audience and refresh my account!

ive been thinking of a btr fic that has multiple parts and i think this is it! I feel like the ending is rushed but its literally almost 7 am and i haven’t had a wink of sleep yet. I have so much to do but im glad i took the time to sit down and write this for you guys! thanks for sticking around, and ill get to re-writing this soon.

much love!!

PROLOGUE.

katie had grown, she was eleven now, and arguing with her mother about how she didn't need a babysitter, she was able to take care of herself. she could put out a fire if she wanted to, and that sentence alone made ms. knight call you up.

you arrive at apartment 2J from 6E and knock lightly, and almost immediately the door is opened and an average height guy opens the door. he has pale skin, but his short brown hair and eyes contrast. he's built, but not bulky. hes surprised but smiles warmly. “you’re the babysitter for katie?” you nod and smile awkwardly under his slightly intense gaze, you shift your bag to the middle of your body as you hold onto its white leather strap with both hands. He watches “yep, that's me.” he shifts his body to the side.

“im logan, not katie’s brother but a friend of his. come in, katie’s in her room sulking since she didn't want a babysitter.” he says and you snort. “glad to know i wasn't wanted.” your comment causes him to chuckle. katie emerges from her room, walking up to you and huffing. “i honestly don't even know why my mom called you. ill just give you your payment and you can leave, easy money!” she cracks a fake smile you see right through. you place your hands on your knees and get eye level with her. “katie, im gonna be here for the 4 hours your mother requested me to stay. you’re stuck with me, girlie. if it was that easy i would’ve taken your offer.” she sighs and walks to sit on the couch as you stand

as you straighten your back and walk past her to the kitchen it was then you see three other guys now by logan watching what had transpired between you and katie with hooded eyes and a daydream-like smile. You stare for a sec until you clear your throat. “um, fun question. who are you three?” they introduce themselves and you get acquainted as katie gets you to do things with her around the crib. the four guys follow you around like a puppy dog and act like they arent when you turn to them, distracting themselves with whatever is around them. you snicker, then hours go by and ms. knight calls you up. “there’s a hold up at the office, do you think you could stay for 2 or 3 more hours maybe ? ill pay you extra, just please? i cant trust those boys for the life of me.” you chuckle and agree. “sure ms. knight, i can stay for a couple more hours with katie. she a cool kid so its no prob.” she thanks you immensely and promises to call when she can make it back, to which you assure her its no problem and the call ends.

you turn to katie and she look almost excited. “you can really stay longer? dont mess with me y/n.” she says and you giggle. “yea katie, you're stuck with me for a little while longer.” she smiles and pulls you to the kitchen. “ i wanna make cookies, easy cookies. like sugar cookies.” she says, and you nod. “We can definitely do that.” and you both get to work under four sets of eyes. You look up and crack a half-smile“Do you boys like sugar cookies?” you ask and they all nod quickly, carlos chiming. “yea,yea! love em, they’re so sweet, and pretty- i-i mean! Pretty good, y’know cuz they’re cookies, not–not a person.” the other three look over to him and scrutinize him with their eyes and he slumps in his chair. Kendall gets an idea and walks around to the kitchen, right between you and katie. “Is there anything you need help with, y/n?” you give him the dry ingredients and a bowl. “add these to the bowl, grab the measuring cups and ill tell you how much of what ingredient, ‘kay?” he nods and starts with your assistance, the other burning a hole in kendall’s face.

“Why the long face boys? Did you wanna help too?” they all nod and you give each of them a bowl with ingredients and give them an assignment. everyone was working on their own thing in silence and thirty minutes later there’s a hot plate of sugar cookies on the table and each one of you has one in your hand, snacking and complimenting each other on their assignment. logan snorts. “y/n im not gonna beat around the bush anymore,alright? do you wanna go on a date with me?” he said, almost like normal conversation and thats when all hell broke loose. james looks bewildered, snapping his neck towards logan. “I was gonna ask her out first! How dare you, logan, ask this fine lady in such a way??” he says, winking at you and having you even more confused. Now kendall and carlos are having a screaming fight and before anything escalates you put a stop to it.

“all four of you, quiet! how about this,” you think to yourself and have an idea. “ill go on a date with all four of you, ONE date each. whoever’s date goes well in my opinion ill go on a second date with and further on. logan’s first since he was confident enough to ask me out directly. James next, kendall, then carlos. Sound like a plan?” they all nod and re-adjust themselves. “Now, the rest of the week im free until i get a gig or babysitting call. If you’re free this week it can happen.” they all agree and ms. knight comes home. “im home guys! mm, it smells really good in here.” she walks up and grabs a cookie, eating it and asking questions to each one you answer truthfully and take your leave. “bye katie, bye boys. logan, ill see you tomorrow?” he nods and the door closes and you walk to your apartment.

what’ve you got yourself into? thinking you’re being proactive but in reality you set yourself up for failure with this decision. but, you cant stress yourself out. whats done is done.

#btr imagine #logan mitchell #big time rush #james diamond #kendall knight #carlos garcia #logan henderson #big time rush imagines #james maslow #carlos penavega #kendall schmidt

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btr-imagines · 1 year

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Sick and Delutional? | J.D

I've been trying to improve my writing style, so please let me know how you like it.

This is based off a dream I had recently when I was sick so, it really is my delusional mind at work

not edited or proofread, probably a mess tbh so sorry in advance

the weeknd was supposed to be a time of relaxing, spending time with James and parting with friends. Instead, it turned into a doctors visit and order for bed rest and medication.

You groaned as you finally made it home after what felt like an eternity at the doctors office. Your mother had told you to head to your room while she went to fetch groceries to make soup. the agony of being left alone to suffer was overwhelming. Rolling around in bed, you tried to find a comfortable spot but to no avail, you felt miserable. This is not your ideal weekend at all

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James was running back to the palm woods as they had limited time for lunch before they had to be back in the studio. He was tired and was in need of his daily dose of his girlfriend. As soon as the boys landed in the lobby, his eyes searched for you. Your usual spots empty or occupied by someone else. He was frantic and ran around the building, dragging logan with him.

"shes not there Logan, have you seen Camile? Maybe she with her." logan only shook his head and sighed. "camile is at an audition for some action movie." James let Logan go before making a beeline to the elevators. He was released to see that it was empty and calmed down as he landed on you floor.

Just as he approached your apartment, he saw your mother carrying the various bags of groceries. "Hi Mrs.y/l/n, need help?" Your mother smiled a grateful grin and handed the boy some bags. "do you know where y/n might be? by any chance....?" He trailed off looking over her and around the apartment. Your mother signed as she began putting everything away, james assisting.

"y/n wasnt feeling good this morning, so she should be in her room." James almost dashed but your mother stoped him. "careful though, she might be crabby." He chuckled a little before quietly walking to your bedroom.

He opened the door, you sleeping figure made him relax and soften. He felt the tension in his shoulders melt away as he listened to your breathing. He sat down beside you and combed you hair away from your face. His hand felt the heat radiating from your forehead.

all he wished to do was lay with you and care for you until you felt better but not everything last forever.

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Three boys ran through the floor, knocking and bursting into random apartments in search of james.

They spotted a door cracked open and rushed in. You mother jumped and almost dropped the carton of eggs as the three guys almost broke down the door. "hi Mrs. y/l/n!" they yelled in unison as the ran to your bedroom, leaving the woman confused but amused.

a moment later they carried a half asleep james into the main living area, pausing to stare at the woman with kind smiles.

"bye Mrs. y/l/n"

Your mother shook her head in disbelief and awe as they carried her daughters boyfriend out the door in a hurry.

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Bonus:

Your mother walked into your room careful not to spill the hot boiling soup in her hands.

"sweetie? how are you feeling?" she asked as you slowly woke up from you slumber.

Your rubbed the sleepiness from your eyes. Your head spun a little but eventually you were able to process what was happening. You looked up at her with a tired smile and reached for the bowl.

"i had this weird dream where kames was here and taking care of me, but then the guys ran in, picked him up and took him away." Your mother only chuckled as you pouted.

Your delutional mind could tell what was real or fake and the fever meds had really taken a toll on you.

You gave your mother a confused look as she only smiled and patted your head as she laughed. "sounds like a crazy dream you had."

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chosenimagines · 3 months

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thatsonehellofahabit · 3 months

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Tommy is unironically such a badass.

#he is the most character of all time #ugh I just want to give him a big squeeze hug he deserves it #I like to imagine sunkist is literally just shaped liked a cardboard cutout so there’s no dimension to him whatsoever #mfs out here WISHING they had a childlike wonder for the world #and the entirety of OSHA handbook memorised word for word #also enjoy my shoddy rushed ass shading #hlvrai fanart #hlvrai #hlvrai tommy #tommy coolatta #thatsonehellofanart

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thejediandthemandalorian · 10 months

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*Fox, Cody, Bly, Wolffe, and Rex all sitting in a circle*

Rex: remember that Jedi, Obi-Wan, you had a crush on in the war?

Cody: *grins and nods*

Rex, grinning: Well he gave me a note saying he liked you, but I threw it away and never told you th--

Cody standing on a table: HE WAS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!

*Cody body slams Rex and everyone immediately tries to stop the fight*

#star wars #commander cody #captain rex #obi wan kenobi #codywan #commander fox #commander wolffe #commander bly #star wars the clone wars #tcw #star wars incorrect quotes #big time rush #big time rush quote #this is what i do when i dont have the energy to read/write/draw #i watch big time rush and i imagine the clone troopers in place of the boys #help lol

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iluvmattsbeard · 2 days

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on the phone (c.s)

master list

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: nothing! just a little angst.

preview: you knew with Chris being famous there would be constant obstacles in the way of your guys relationship. recently, you’ve been having doubts with your relationship since Chris and his brothers left for tour. you wouldn’t be able to see him for almost two months. you couldn’t handle the distance but Chris reassures you everything will be okay.

a/n: big time rush + chris sturniolo. my two favorites at once. masterpiece. - L 🤍

you stand there as you watch the boys load the bus with their luggage. they were leaving for their first tour ever. it was a bitter sweet moment. as happy as you were for the boys, you couldn't help but feel sad at the same time. you and Chris haven't been separated for so long. now he's going to be gone for almost two whole months. Chris asked if you wanted to come along, but you were so busy with college. you and Chris have been dating since high school. so him gaining so much popularity to the point people are paying to see him, has you feeling proud and worried.

you snap out of your thoughts when you hear Nick speak, "well, that was the last bag." you pout slightly as he embraces you in a hug. "I hope you have fun Nick." you say rubbing his back. it was also bitter sweet for you to see Nick and Matt gain so much attention as well. Nick and Matt were like the siblings you never had. you basically grew up with them. "thank you y/n. we wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you." he says with a smile, pulling away. you were always there by their side no matter what, supporting them. you gave them ideas for videos and you helped film them. when they were doubting themselves, you were there to encourage them to keep pushing. now look, they finally got the recognition they deserve.

Matt embraces you in a hug as he speaks, "we'll update you okay?" you nod and smile. now, the moment you've been dreading. you pull away from Matt when you meet eyes with Chris. you cover your mouth slightly as you try to hold in your tears with a smile. he walks up to you and pulls you in for a big hug, holding you. "hey, don't cry okay? I'll be back soon." he says with his face in the crook of your neck. you sniffle with a soft laugh before speaking, "I know. i’m just so proud of you three." he pulls away a bit still holding onto you. he looks into your eyes as he wipes your tears away. "i'll be fine!" you say with a weak smile. "I'll text and call you every day okay?" he says reassuringly. you nod as he holds your face, bringing you both into a soft passionate kiss. "I love you y/n." he whispers after pulling away. "I love you too Chris." you say wiping your left over tears. you hug one last time before he turns around and gets on the bus.

you stand there as you see the three of them look out the window towards you. you laugh softly as you wave good bye, with them doing the same. when they leave, you walk to your car and sit in there bawling your eyes out right away. you really hoped Chris would keep his words.

the next day, you wake up to seeing a text from Chris.

Chris

hey baby! we're preparing for our show today. can't stop thinking about you already!

you smile before texting back.

Y/N

hi handsome! I hope you have a good show. I know you'll do amazing!

Chris

thank you! you're my motivation.

you let out a small laugh as you get up and start off your day. day 1 without him starts now. you do your morning routine and head to your kitchen. you made yourself a bowl of cereal and sat down scrolling on your phone. when on Twitter, you were seeing fans of the triplets talk about how excited they were to see them. you saw some fans talk about how attractive Chris was and how even more attractive he would look in person. your heart tightens a bit at the comments. you knew you were all his but, sometimes you couldn't help but imagine all these girls all over him. you just shrug off the thoughts that popped up into your head.

as it got later in the day, you continued to scroll through Twitter again as you see the meet and greet pics fans posted. it was weird seeing Chris have his hands on some other girl. but what did you expect? you sigh as a call comes through. it was Chris. you pick it up and answer, "hey Chris" "hey baby. we just got finished with the first show! as nervous as I was, it actually went great. everyone was so nice!" he says happily. "that's awesome Chris. i've seen many meet and greet pics already." you say. "what's wrong y/n?" he asks. your eyes widen a bit as you respond, "what? nothing. why do you think something is wrong?" you say lying through your teeth.

he lets out a small chuckle before responding, "i'm pretty sure I know you. we've been together for how long now? I think I know the way you act." you stay quiet for a bit. he wasn’t wrong. "okay fine, i'm just being a little jealous. you look so cute posing with the fans. a little too cute." you respond. "you? jealous?" he questions with a soft laugh, "well i’ll have you know, you’re all i’m thinking about the whole time." he says. you smile a bit before responding, "okay well still! they get to be in your arms while I have to sit here and suffer." "well like I said, we'll be together after and you'll have me all to yourself when all of this is over okay?" he reassures you. "okay i'm sorry. I know this is your big moment. i don’t want to spoil it by being like this." you say letting out a small nervous laugh. "yeah but your feelings are valid baby." he says.

you both talk for the rest of the night before falling asleep on the phone. as time goes by, it's already the 7th show of the tour. Chris has been progressively getting busier and you had to focus on school. so, your conversations were kept short recently. it was late in the night already as you laid there sniffling. you were left on delivered for a while. yeah you knew he was busy but, this is what you were afraid of. your biggest fear was Chris getting caught up in the limelight that he just has no time for you. you shut your eyes and cry yourself to sleep.

Chris

hey baby! I'm sorry I didn't call you last night. I was so tired out.

all you did was look at it and not respond. you didn't want him to think he had to text you or call you. he should just focus on himself you thought. you didn't want him to think you wanted to be his number 1 priority. you just shut your phone and start off your daily routine.

Chris

hey what are you up to? show is about to start. the weather is nice here in St Louis. I miss you.

you read the text but don't respond again. you were too caught up in your studying to send back a text anyways. you just needed to be distracted.

later in the night, you laid in bed as you see another text.

Chris

is everything okay? are you mad at me?

again, you shut off your phone and drifted off to sleep. after about a hour, your phone buzzes. you groan and pick it up to read the contact name. it was Chris again. you answer and talk tiredly, "hello Chris?" you hear him sniffle before talking, "hey y/n. did I wake you up?" his voice sound raspy. was he crying? "yes but it's okay. what's wrong?" you say sitting up in your bed. "I just missed your voice that's all. I'm sorry I can't be able to talk as much and when shows are over, I just get so tired out." he says. "that's alright." you say feeling terrible. you were so caught up in your feelings that you didn't realize Chris felt the same way. "I know this is all hard right now. just know i'm thinking about you everywhere I go. when I go from city to city, you're always on my mind and there's nothing more that I want but to have you here with me." he says making a tear drop slide down your face.

"I just didn't realize it would be this hard." you say wiping your tear away, letting out a soft laugh. "trust me, I know. we just have to be strong okay?" he says. "soon we'll be together." he adds on. you smile at his words as you whisper, "I love you" "I love you too beautiful." he says. but you still couldn’t shake off the thought. he’s only getting more famous. next thing you know, he’ll just be even busier. it had you doubting everything.

*time skip*

a few days later, you came home from work bawling your eyes out. you were feeling overwhelmed by everything. you have a terrible boss and he would use his power against everybody. you laid down on your bed with your dirty clothes as you pick up your phone to call Chris. there was no answer. you threw your phone across the bed as you pressed your face against your mattress crying some more. is this how it'll be from now on? when you need him, he's too busy? you felt selfish thinking that. Chris worked hard for where he's at now. but what about you?

you just shut your eyes and drifted off to sleep. you felt like everyday was just a constant replay. nothing was new. you were either at home doing school, actually going to school to take exams, or at work being treated terribly. while Chris was having the time of his life.

*time skip*

even though Chris reassured you everything will be fine, you couldn't help but feel disappointed still. when you called, he wouldn't answer. when you texted, he texted hours later. it was making you more upset. you only asked for one thing. it was for him to communicate, but he didn't. you always felt like he was leaving you hanging. you scroll on your phone as you see posts from the tour and sigh.

Y/N

Chris I don't know if I could do this.

Chris

what are you talking about baby?

Y/N

this. I can't stand this. I know this is your first tour but, now I can't even imagine more in the future.

again, you felt guilty for feeling this way. you see him type but eventually it stops. you suddenly get an incoming call from him. you pick up about to speak but he cuts you off, "y/n please. listen to me." "this tour will be over soon. once it's over, we'll pick up right where we left off. I know it's hard but, you're not alone. do you think i just let you slip off my mind?" he says. "Chris, I understand you feel the same and trust me I feel terrible even feeling this way but, you're only getting more noticed. who knows how many more tours you'll be on. what am I supposed to do? because even when you are here, you're so caught up with You tube and I just don't want to get in between that." you say. "and when I needed you? you didn't answer me. then you didn't even apologize the next day for it."

Chris stays quiet as he gulps. "I don't know Chris. how will this all work out if this is what you do? this is your job, and I just don't fit in." you finish. "well i'm not the only one whose said this, my brothers also agree that I wouldn't even be here with these opportunities if it weren't for you. all I ask is for you to support me no matter where I am. just because we aren't near each other, doesn't mean this won't work. you do fit in my life. just because I have all this recognition, doesn't mean i'm just going to give up on us. you're the only one who truly knows. you knew me from the start. you do fit in." he says as you let out a sigh, "I can't do this i'm sorry." you say before hanging up.

Chris was left standing there slowly pulling his phone away from his ear. you shut off your phone while hugging one of the stuffed animals Chris got you back in high school. you look at it as you thought to yourself. you missed how simple things use to be.

Chris POV

it's been a while ever since I last heard from y/n. every show has been a struggle for me. we were slowly getting towards the end, but was it worth it? was this all worth it without y/n? our Boston show is our last stop. that was coming up in a few days.

Chris

we can work this out.

i've been texting her and all she does is read them. why couldn't she realize this was hard for me too? "Chris?" I hear Nick call out for me. all I do is look up at him. "we have to set up for today." he says. "yeah i'll be there." I respond looking back at my phone. "Chris, everything will be okay. she'll come around." he says putting a hand on my shoulder. I sigh before responding, "I understand where she comes from. this is all so new. but even when we aren't touring, we let filming get in the way too." "well, don't think about it too hard. I know she'll come around." Nick says before walking away. I really hope so. my heart aches every time i think about her.

End of Chris POV

time passes by as it's now the last show. the triplets finally arrive back to Boston and the first thing Chris wants to do is see you.

Chris

y/n we just got to Boston. please let me see you.

read.

Chris

please i’m back. this is what we’ve been waiting for.

read.

Chris puts his face into his hands as he groans. "come on Chris. lets go stop by the house and say hi to mom and dad." Matt says patting his back. Chris sits up, “have you heard from y/n?” he asks. Matt just looks at him and shakes his head, “nope.” Chris just sighs and nods, “well if she texts, tell her to answer me.” he says.

later during the day, after visiting their parents, the triplets finally arrive at the venue. Chris was washing his face real quick before putting on his outfit. he looks in the mirror shaking his head, "here we go." he whispers out. the time comes and the crowd can be heard chanting. the triplets come out running onto stage as the crowd cheers louder. their show then starts. the show was hilarious. it was obvious the triplets were meant to be up on stage. the fans were really loving them.

after a bit, something catches Chris' eyes. it was a big sign that read 'I love Chris!". "that's a pretty big sign." Chris says into the mic. "is that even allowed?" he continues with a small laugh. "your right. nobody else has signs." Matt says joining with a laugh.

"show yourself!" Nick shouts out into the mic. the sign moves revealing a face. "i'm sorry! I didn't get the memo!" you shout out. Chris locks eyes with you as his mouth is left agape in shock. you smile at him as you hear the crowd cheer. the fans obviously knew about you from the start. they adored your guys' relationship.

"hello y/n!" Nick shouts out with a smile. "surprise!" Matt says shaking Chris. Chris then gets off the stage as he pushes through the crowd to get to you. you drop the sign onto the ground as he embraces you in a hug, nearly lifting you up.

"you scared me y/n." he says hiding his face in the crook of your neck. the crowd was going crazy. Marylou and Jimmy were standing there next to you guys, clapping and smiling. you pull away from him as you look into his eyes, "I'm sorry for ever doubting us." you say. he shakes his head before responding, "don't even apologize y/n. i'm just happy you're here." you let out a small laugh as you push him away softly, "okay we'll talk after the show! get back up there." he nods as he kisses you on the cheek, running back up onto stage.

when the show ends, you meet Chris backstage and he embraces you in the same big hug from earlier. "I can't handle another goodbye." Chris whispers. "next time, you're coming with me you understand?" he says. you let out a giggle and kiss his cheek, "okay I will.” you say. “we have lots to talk about.” he says pulling away, planting a soft kiss on your lips. you smile and nod as you both sit down with him talking about the whole experience. even though you doubted this whole thing, you don't regret being in this moment right now. you'll go through what you went through over again if it means you'll be in his arms in the end. no matter what, world wide.

a/n: if you know the iconic sign scene from the show, you know what’s up. LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED! THANK YOU! - L 🤍

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[ Kendall Knight ] A Week With Big Time Rush

"Congratulations you've earned a week with Big Time Rush!"

You've probably read that sentence 30 times by now. You looked from the letter to your little sister and back to the letter.

"Grace," You started, putting down the letter, "What.Did.You.Do?" Grace shrugged, as if it was nothing, "I thought it might be fun to fill out the quiz, didn't think I would actually win," You pinched the bridge of your nose, "What are you going to do now, there's no way mom is letting you go to Hollywood on your own,"

A wicked grin placed itself on her face, "I know, that's why you're going with me," "Oh, okay well then that's just fine," you replied sarcastically, "Except for the fact that I have college!" Again Grace shrugged, "Since most of their fans are teenage girls, it's during summer break," You sighed in defeat, no one won against your little sister. "Fine, only if mom agrees," you said, knowing full well your mom wouldn't agree.

"Sure you can go," Your mom said. You and your sister were sitting at the breakfast bar in your tiny San Francisco apartment, while your mom sat opposite of you eating a bowl of lucky charms. "What?!" You exclaimed, "So we can go to Hollywood, and spend a week with a group of strangers, but I can't live in dorms?" Your mom shrugged as a reply, "I've told you before, we can't afford a dormitory." You defeatedly stirred your cereal. I guess you're going to Hollywood, to meet Big Time Rush.

Sunday "I can't believe you dragged me into this..." You whispered to your sisters as a tall brunette showed you around, "You owe me a lifetime supply of chocolate eggs!"

Grace rolled her eyes, "Just shut up, and enjoy this!" she whisper shouted back. You gave her a mock offended face, since when did she start talking back? "You were so cute as a kid, what happened?" Before Grace could reply with a snarky remark, four guys walked into the lobby, immediately pulling all the attention to them.

On the right was a Hispanic guy with a black helmet on his head, next to him was a tall brunette who was frantically combing his hair, and after him came a tall blonde who seemed engulfed in a conversation with the raven-haired boy next to him.

A short black woman, that had earlier introduced herself as Kelly snapped her fingers as a way of getting the boys' attention.

"Boys, these are the fans you'll be spending the week with," She said, as she introduced you, "This is Grace and her older sister, [Y/N]," The boys immediately rushed forwards to introduce themselves, you quickly shielded yourself using your little sister, "I'm not the fan that won the quiz," you said quickly, "she is."

The boys turned their attention towards Grace, as Kelly told you about the coming week, "So, you get to spend a week here at the Palmwoods, in suite for two with you sister," She handed you a pair of keys, "You'll also need these passes to access Roque Records, as you'll be seeing the boys record their songs, and lastly backstage passes for the concert on Sunday." You took the supplies out of her hand, and thanked her. "Yeah, that sounds like so much fun!" Your sister exclaimed in a fake typical tween girl voice.

Oh god, this week was gonna be a disaster.

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Imagine: Being Kendall’s Younger Sister And Comforting You Because You’re A Writer And People Were Talking Bad About Your Book.

Feeling a lump in your throat, you stared down at the copy of your book staring on the counter in front of you. Writing had always been one of your passions, ever since you were younger. So, you were always writing some sort of story. Now that you were older, and ever since you and your family had moved into the Palmwoods you thought it was no better place than to attempt to start off your career. You began working on your book, and had come a very long way. You had given a few copy’s out for people to read before you considered going to a publisher. But some…unkind words bad spread about it. And now you felt extremely discouraged.

The apartment door swung open. You looked up to see your older brother, Kendall. Kendall looked to Katie. “Hey, baby sister.” Then looked over to you. “Other baby sister.” He nods.

You looked to him. “Hey…”

Right away, Kendall had sensed that something was bothering you. He looked to you, raising an eyebrow. “Y/N, are you okay?”

You let out a breath, shrugging your shoulders. “I’m…peachy.”

Kendall walked over to the counter, and noticed the book. “Hey, it’s your book.” He gave a smile, picking up the copy. “I’m still reading the copy you gave me, but..it’s so amazing. You’re so talented, baby sister.”

You looked down. “Glad you think so.”

Kendall frowned. “You don’t think it’s good?” He shakes his head.

“No, I do.” You said. “But… It seems the others don’t think so. They’ve been talking bad about it, saying it’s trash.”

Kendall stared. “Trash?” He shakes his head. “Trash? Your book is not trash, Y/N. It’s amazing. Writing something like that takes real talent.” He placed a hand on your shoulder. “Hey… Don’t listen to them, okay? You keep doing what you love. Don’t let them stop you from showing off your talent.”

You looked at Kendall, as he gently squeezed your shoulder. Which, seemed to relax you slightly. “Thanks.” You gave a half-heartfelt smile to him.

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aletterinthenameofsanity · 1 month

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RPM OT5 playlist!

You want relationship development? Welcome to my favorite relationship development in the entire Power Rangers series, aka my RPM OT5. Now, this one does not make as much instinctual sense as the SPD OT5 or Casey/RJ or Jayden/Antonio, where the relationship development is the backbone of canon, but writing these five idiots was so satisfying that I wrote the original one-shot in FIVE DAYS and that was my record on length of a one-shot until DECEMBER OF LAST YEAR. (You can also tell because I keep going back and writing extra chapters for this fic because I can't resist playing in its universe.)

@skyland2703 @madhare0512 @khruschevshoe @liveinalovelyway @disastardly @augment-techs

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crazyk-imagine · 1 year

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Big Time Crush

Pairing: James Diamond x Insecure!Plus size!reader Characters: Insecure!Plus size!reader, Katie Knight, Jennifer “Mama” Knight, James Diamond, Kendall Knight, Carlos Garcia, Hortense “Logan” Mitchell

Briefly mentioned: Camille Roberts, Gustavo Rocque, Kelly Wainwright, Snoop Dog, The Jennifer’s Warnings: Shenanigans, Katie being a sweetheart, the boys doing their best to help James, plans not going the way anyone planned, jerky teens, don’t mess with someone the boys, Katie, and Mama Knight like, the pool is a good place for jerky people to chill in, Mama Knight always manages to find the oddest recipes Word Count: 4,151

A/N: I honestly have no idea what happened to Dad Knight but we’re gonna pretend that Jennifer and he went through a divorce when the kids were young, and she kept her married last name

Late Christmas gift (fic) for requester @lilacprincessofrecovery

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You sit beside Katie, Kendall’s little sister, who’s currently working on earning a quick buck or two from the “pool jockies” as you and Camille like to call them. You glance over at her cards and see that she’s close to winning another round of go fish.

The jockies can’t grasp the basic rules of poker so you came up with a compromise and chose a classic game of go fish.

You lean over and whisper, “the one across from you has queens and the one to your left has seven.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m right about the queens. You just need one more than the one on your right and you’ll win.”

“Okay.”

Thanks to your little tip, she won which none of them liked.

“If you don’t want to lose, then don’t play,” you advise.

The one that sits across from Katie scoffs, heading back inside, most likely getting his luggage to go home for winter break.

“It’s been a while since you had something to eat. Do you want me to get you anything from the snack machine?”

“I think I’m gonna head inside and go play some video games. You can join me since Kendall’s at the studio, finishing up their latest album.”

You smile, “alright. Be prepared to lose to the master.”

“Oh, you’re on. Oh, actually can you get some candy. Mom wants to try this weird candy recipe and I was supposed to ask Kendall, but you know, I was in the zone before he left.”

You nod, “yeah, sure. Anything specific?”

“No gummies and no chocolate.”

“That leaves room for a lot of choices, doesn’t it?”

She raises her arms, “I’m not the one who made the recipe.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“I’ll wait with you.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“You’re the only other person here besides my brother and his idiot friends who is actually nice to me. My mom also wouldn’t like it if I came up without you.”

“Aww, who’s a mama’s girl.” You pull out a dollar from your pocket, reaching for your bag when you realize you left it at the table. “Hey, can you do me a quick favor and grab my bag. I want to make sure I get enough for your mom. You’ve got me curious about her future creation.”

She nods.

You push the buttons for the candy when a shadow blocks the light, turning you find one of the guys from the game.

“Hey, chubbs.”

You furrow your brows, hoping he’ll go away before Katie comes back.

“Maybe if you didn’t eat all this junk, you’d lose a pound or two.”

“Just because I’m getting candy, doesn’t mean it’s for me.”

“Isn’t that what they all say.”

You furrow your brows, “you don’t have to be a jerk.”

“You don’t have to be a jerk, cry me a river. Quite eating this crap,” he smacks the item out of your hands. “It’s not for you.”

You don’t look up, keeping your eyes on the floor.

“Can’t even look away from it for a second. Pathetic.”

He walks away when one of his buddies calls him over.

Katie stands beside you, handing you your bag. “Are you okay?”

You put a brave face on and nod. “Yep, all good. Now, let’s get your mom the candy so she can get started on it.”

Katie overheard what the jerk said and wants to make you feel better, but she’s never been good at it. She’s not letting you go back to your apartment until you absolutely have to, no one should be sad or alone during the holidays. Her eyes widen at the amount of candy you got. “Okay. I think we’re more than okay. This is already a lot more than what I planned on getting.”

“You sure?”

She nods, “definitely.” She grabs the candy from you and holds it close to her chest. “Let’s go. If she gets started now, she can be done but the time the boys get back.”

“You guys don’t have any holiday plans?”

“We did but then everyone canceled so we’re stuck here but now you can hang out with us.”

“Oh, I can? I feel honored.”

“My mom loves you.”

“I’ve only met her once.”

“And she thought you really nice. Wait, until she hears about you helping me win.”

You push the elevator close door button, wanting to get to their apartment faster. “Don’t you dare.”

“She won’t believe me anyway.”

“Ha!”

The young girl shakes her head, smiling, feeling proud of herself for bed able to keep you happy… even if it’s only temporary. She has an idea that maybe you don’t actually like what you see. She sees the baggy clothes you wear to hide yourself; it makes more sense with what that jerk told you earlier. “You look nice by the way,” Katie tells you, keeping her attention on the elevator doors.

“Oh,” you whisper, not expecting her to say that. You glance down at your usual jean and sneaker combo followed by your cute festive, semi tight Christmas holiday shirt with a black jacket to keep you warm. “Thanks. I like your shoes.”

She smirks, you had given her Christmas shoes laces as a joke not expecting her to wear them of course but here you are. “I know.”

“We’re back,” the child announces, walking into the apartment.

“Who’s we exactly?” Her mom asks, the last time she tried to get Katie a friend it turned out to be an adult who then stole her car- or rental car, it was a blur after realizing it was a car that was in her possession was stolen. “Oh,” she notices you, standing in the doorway and smiles. “Come on in. I’m so happy it’s you. How are you?” She hugs you, you weakly hug her back.

The negative thoughts try to enter your mind again. ‘She pities you. Forever the fat pitied girl.’ You give her a weak smile. “We got the last ingredient you needed for your latest creation.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet but I’m pretty sure my daughter was supposed to tell her brother to get it.”

“She mentioned something like that, but I figured why not try the vending machine first. Save a few bucks, you know.”

“I knew I liked you for a reason.”

“We’re gonna play games.” Katie tries to pull you towards the couch when her mom stops her.

“Oh no. You promised to help me.”

“But-”

“It could be fun.”

“Don’t side with her, please.”

“You two could make Christmas cookies.”

“Oh, yay. I’ve been waiting make some myself but-” ‘She’s gonna think your fat, talking about cookies.’ “I- uh- never found the time.”

“Let’s make the cookies… from scratch.”

“I don’t like the look you have on your face, Katie,” you tell the young girl.

The smile never leaving her face.

“How about Mrs. Knight and I switch places?”

“First, it’s Ms. Knight. And no, you two can make the cookies.” She turns to you, “I have faith that you’ll make sure the cookies come out right. Katie just wants to throw flour on you.”

You nod, “I figured as much.”

The older woman smiles, patting your arm, “you’re gonna have fun.”

A nervous chuckle escapes you, “I don’t know.”

“You will and while you do, I’ll be over there on the couch reading a book.”

“Fabio?”

The mother of the apartment says nothing.

“Have fun with your book.”

She nods and heads over to the couch, getting comfortable.

“Alright,” you turn to Katie, “what flavor are we making?”

“Chocolate chip.”

“Excellent choice.” You order her to get all of the items and ingredients you’ll need and remind her of the sweet outcome whenever she huffs and puffs.

“Now can we make the cookies?”

“Yep, let’s get started.” You tell her which ingredients you need while you do the mixing.

You two sit and play hangman while you two wait for the cookies to finish cooking. “Seriously? You used the word ambrosia. How was I supposed to guess that?”

She smirks, “don’t order me around.”

“Oh,” you shake your head, “you’re evil.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Of course, you don’t.” The timer on the microwave dings. “I’ll check on the cookies.”

The boys enter the apartment and slump against the couch, two on each side of Kendall and Katie’s mom. “I smell cookies,” says Carlos, with a confused expression.

“I do too,” Logan and James add.

“Mom?”

“Ask your sister,” she flips another page of her book.

“Okay, Katie. I-” You scream, almost dropping the hot tray of cookies. “Geez.” You grab a towel and set it on the counter before setting the tray down.

The boys stare at the tray of heavenly smelling cookies... all except for James, who’s jaw is open as he stares at you.

Katie sits beside Logan who sits beside her brother, watching this whole thing with amusement.

‘They think your fat for making cookies... even though they look like they want one.’ You purse your lips at this next thought. ‘They can eat them without the sugar going to their hips.’ You avoid her gaze and turn towards the sink, washing the dishes so Ms. Knight doesn’t have to.

Carlos and Logan glance at one another, eyes switching between each other and the cookies.

The brainiac shakes his head, the helmet lover nods; this goes on for a couple of minutes until Carlos reaches for a cookie and hisses.

“The cookies just came out. You saw her take them out,” Katie points out.

“But- it’s cookies,” the corndog lover weakly argues.

“They have to cool.”

“But I want cookies.”

You dry your hands on a napkin and slowly turn around. “If I,” you pause when the five turn to give you, their attention. “If I get you some cookies, will you stop trying to grab them off the hot cookie sheet?”

The boys nod.

Katie gets out of the chair before you asked her to get you plates.

You scoop a couple of cookies onto each plate and slide them in front of each boy, not forgetting to give a plate to Katie and her mom.

A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips.

“Don’t you want to try some?” You shake your head with a polite smile, “no, thanks for offering though Katie.”

She furrows her brows. “But you said-”

“I- I decided that I’m gonna stop eating so much candy.”

She knows where you’re going with this and what thoughts are running around your mind.

“Oh, okay. Well. I’m sure I can whip up something else,” Ms. Knight offers, collecting the boys’ plates.

You shake your head, “it's- its fine. I should go back to my place.” You walk around the counter, grabbing your bag off the table. “Thank you so much for letting me hangout here.”

“Do you h-ave to go?” asks James, voice cracking halfway through. “You could- we could hang- hang out?”

An uncomfortable smile stretches across your lips. “I- I would but, I have to go. Maybe some other time?” You add even though you don’t really mean it, thinking he was just being nice to the “fat” girl.

“Oh, yeah. Okay, next time.”

A quiet, “bye” slips past your lips before the door closes shut.

The boys or Katie’s mom didn’t see you much after that day. They couldn’t find you when it was only everyone in the apartment, Kelly, Gustavo, and Snoop Dog who were stuck at the studio.

Katie wanted to invite you to stay and hangout with them since she knows your family always have plans, leaving you here alone. She was lucky to have found you a few days after everyone came back from break.

“How was your guy’s Christmas?” you ask her, sitting in the cabana.

“Not better than yours.”

“Somehow I don’t believe that.”

Just because the boys haven’t talked to you since you made cookies, doesn’t mean they haven’t seen you.

Every time James sees you, he forgets everything he was doing or thinking.

The others always encourage him to try and ask you out (not just because they’re tired of hearing him go on and on about you) but he always gives them some sort of excuse as to why he can’t or shouldn’t making it even weirder because... it’s James. But they see how he is whenever he’s near you and know that he has a big time crush on you.

Kendall pulls together an idea, knowing that you and Katie are hanging out by the pool as usual so naturally he calls, more like yanks, Carlos and Logan with him.

“Operation: Get James a date is happening today.”

“Today? Like today-today? We’re not ready,” Logan tells him.

“It happens and he will get a date with the one person who can get him to use less of his body spray.”

“How are we gonna do that?” asks Carlos.

“I’m glad you asked.”

They rope James into coming over and helping them with their fake plan.

“Okay, James. I’m gonna be honest with you right now,” Kendall starts.

“We lied!” Logan blurts out.

“That’s not what we agreed to do.” The leader smacks the brainiacs shoulder, who whines as he holds his arm.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. He should know. He needs to know what we’re doing here.”

“What exactly are we doing here?” The pretty boy chimes in.

“We’re helping you ask out the only nice girl here.” Carlos glances over at the offended duo and sighs, correcting himself. “Who isn’t dating anyone.”

“What?” James eyes widen. “You’re trying to get me to ask her out?! No. No. No.”

“You can do it,” Carlos encourages him.

“It’s all going to be fine,” Kendall pats his shoulder.

“Take these flowers,” Logan shoves the bundle of flowers into his friends’ hand, “and go find her.”

James trips, using his hands to put some distance between his face and the floor, not wanting to damage his face; the flowers are a now mess on the floor.

No one stops to help, only glancing over at him and continuing with their day.

Luckily for you, you didn’t hear it, the music blasting through your headphones blocking out all and any sounds around you.

He sighs and pushes himself off the ground with sad and slow movements.

The other three reach out to comfort him but he continues walking past them and into the pool area since the kids from class were having fun first day of summer pool party.

“She’s still there,” Logan weakly adds. “This is good.”

“Let’s go before he floats in the pool, staring into the sun,” Carlos taps his helmet before running outside.

You hide in the cabana, not wanting to see anyone or have anyone see you in the jean shorts, you haven’t worn in what feels like a millennium. You don’t even know why you’re here; you should be in your apartment watching some old romance movie that you find stupid because you haven’t been in love or in a relationship.

You don’t even know why you left the cabana flap open, maybe it was some kind of subconscious self-torture because all you see when you look at the pool is everyone from class which consist of skinny girls in bikinis.

Just as you pointed them out to yourself, the Jennifer’s give you a polite wave, something not everyone could get which made your harsh thoughts about yourself make you feel bad for thinking these kinds of things when they’ve been nice to you for almost as long as you’ve known them. Sure, they were a bit rough around the edges when you first met the girls but after helping them when they needed it, they’ve been nothing but kind to you.

The smile falls from your face as you watch them settle onto the pool lounge chairs. ‘They didn’t need to buy new bathing suits. They didn’t gain anything during the holidays.’ You shake your head, sighing. ‘Don’t focus on that. You look cute too. Your shorts are perfect for your shirt.’ You tug your jacket closer around your torso, half tempted to zip it but deciding not to prevent yourself from overheating. You noticed James lazily floating on one of the bed floaties, staring up at the sky.

Almost as if he could feel eyes on him, his head rolls to the side; he glances over at you.

You both freeze, keeping eye contact with one another. You didn’t realize it at first but, you offer a small wave in his direction.

He returns the slow wave.

You quickly lower your head, trying to focus on your book. ‘Why’d you even accept their invite to this?’ You bite the inside of your cheek, letting go when the flavor of copper hits your tastebuds. ‘They probably invited you out of the pity. The fat girl friends with a child. They want something to laugh at.’

Katie draws James’s attention away from you.

“What?” He asks, with an annoyed tone.

“Get out of the pool and talk to her. She needs someone to talk to and I can’t do it.”

“Why not?”

“My mom wants to me to do something that other kids my age do.” She notices the raised brow and disbelief expression he has on his face. “Whatever that means. Go and talk to her. I’m tired of you not saying anything.”

“I can’t talk to her,” he stresses the second word as if that would help.

“You can. It’s easy. She likes music, you’re in a band. Find common ground.”

“You make it sound like I’m going into battle... I’m not, right?”

“You are and oh look, we’re here.” She shoves him in front of the cabana, hiding behind one of the oddly placed plants.

James catches himself before he could trip, glancing back of his shoulder only to find no Katie. He sighs.

“Hi James.”

His shoulders tense up, eyes quickly moving onto you.

“You know my name?”

‘This isn’t awkward.’ You nod, “kind of hard not to when you’re the newest artist around here.” You purse your lips, since when did talking to others get to be so hard. ‘Have I always sounded like this?’

He chuckles, “that- uh- yeah, that makes sense.”

You gulp before you ask him if he wants to sit in here with you.

His eyes widen in surprise making you feel bad.

Did you make him think you hated him because if so, that was not your intentions.

“Yeah, okay.” He’s quick to walk over towards the unoccupied seat near you.

Kendall and the other two exit the Palm Woods lobby with Carlos munching on whatever caught his interest in the vending machine today.

“Where could he be?” Logan questions with his hands on his lips.

This was not like their friend to just disappear for hours on end (even though it had been ten minutes. The debate between snacks Carlos had with himself was absolute hell).

The boy with the extra accessory points to something in front of him, unable to respond as he continues to munch on his snack of the day.

“Looks like he doesn’t need any help,” Kendall comments.

“We can get rid of these costumes then, right?” Logan starts itching his collar bone.

“After we-”

“Nope,” the brainiac shakes his head. “Nope, besides Carlos already stained his so, we can’t use these.”

“Are you gonna go into the pool at any point today?” James asks, with an innocent tone.

“Uh- n- I don’t think I will.”

“Why not?”

You say the first thing that pops into your head. “I’m not a big fan of splashing.”

“We could hangout near a corner... or something.”

“We?” You turn your head to him.

He scratches the back of his neck, a nervous chuckle slipping through the small smile he has on his lips. “Uh- yeah. I mean or we could- we could just stay here, if that’s what you want. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

‘If only he knew.’ “Maybe when there’s less people,” you grip the edge of your jacket, further curling it around you. “We could go for a swim,” your voice wavers at the word.

Almost as if he knows what you’re thinking he offers something else. “Nah, I’ve already been in the sun for too long. I definitely don’t want to become one of those overly tan people, you know.”

You chuckle, knowing exactly who he’s talking about and sadly, it’s usually the parents of the other kids that live here at the Palm Woods. “Yeah, smart move on your part,” you joke with him.

The corner of his lip’s twitches, he got you to make a joke. He didn’t think he’d be able to make you smile much less make a joke, the butterflies in his stomach start fluttering faster than ever.

“Have any of you beaten BTF yet?”

He furrows his brows, “how do you know about that?”

“It’s me. Katie gets bored when she beats the pool jockies and we’ve been practicing your guys’ video games so we can beat you.”

He chuckles, “now that I know that you’re so going down.”

“I’d like to see you try,” you playfully shove his arm.

“How can you stand to be near it?” The pool jocky who was being a jerk before Christmas snickers.

“What?” James asks, not understanding why this guy is being such a jerk to such a nice person. “Just don’t feed her, she’ll never leave if you do.” He turns around, heading towards the pool area feeling very highly of himself.

Your brows knit together, a sad pout on your lips. “Let’s just go, James.”

“What?” He spins around, standing in front of you. “No. He doesn’t get to talk to you like that and pretend like he didn’t.”

“It’s fine. This isn’t something new.”

“And I’m gonna make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

You didn’t see anything because Logan and Carlos stop you from following him. “Would you let me at least-”

“Nope,” the former shakes his head. “Not happening. Kendall and James have got this handled.”

Carlos nods, “yeah. We just gotta trust them-”

And then the quick screams of the Jennifer’s and pool splashing causes all of your eyes to widen.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” Logan says, turning you around so your back is to the facing the front desk of the lobby as he avoids your gaze.

James walks through the open doors, stopping in the doorway, smiling when he sees you and tries to slick his hair back.

Kendall rolls his eyes, Katie walking up behind the two. “Please stop.”

The two jump up, hugging one another as they let out a quick scream until they realize who it is and immediately push the other one away from them.

“You’re fine, she won’t care if your hair is messed up-”

“It’s messed up?” He asks, reaching for hair.

“What? No. That’s not important. If I hear you did something to make her cry or anything to hurt, her feelings. You won’t know revenge until it happens to you.”

A short chuckle slips past your lips as you place a hand on James’s shoulder. “Let’s not threaten people today, Katie.”

“I’m not, just implying what could happen if he isn’t nice,” she says, a fake smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

“Yeah, I’m not buying that.” You start to push James into the direction of the elevators. You two stare at the doors, unsure of how to talk to one another knowing that he did- whatever it is he did because he cares about you. ‘My stomach feels weird, but I don’t have an upset stomach?’ “Thank you.”

“It was fun.”

“Not as much as it’ll be when I kick your butt.”

“Oh, you’re on.”

Carlos tilts his head, “does anyone smell cookies?”

“As long as you don’t smell toast, we’re good,” Logan adds.

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

“Could you two walk any slower,” Katie whines. She opens the door, shaking her head watching the two having fun. She wanders over, leaning over the back of the couch. “Any more BTF?”

“You know it.”

“Cookies are done,” Ms. Knight announces, scooping the cookies off the cookie sheet and onto a plate.

Everyone runs over to the counter, wincing at the temperature.

“What does BTF mean?” asks James as he breaks a cookie in half offering you the other half.

You accept, “oh, that.” You chuckle, “it was actually something I use to make fun of Katie but when I tell you, I… will painfully admit that I’m a fan of your guy’s music because it means… big time fan.”

He leans in. “Can I assume someone here is your favorite member?”

“Nope, let’s go play some more. I’m so close to getting the scoreboard to be all BTF.”

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big time crush: carlos garcia x reader

(skates n’ sticks)

des: you were embarrassingly bad at ice skating. it would be less humiliating if not the fact you were tripping over yourself while trying to play hockey with your best friend.

tags/genre/warning: fluff, mentions of scraped knees, uhm hockey?? idk hockey players scare me

a/n: my first date was ice skating lmao this was cute to write-I’m sorry this wasn’t as good I had too many ideas and too little time </3

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“Oh shi-“ You stumbled over awkwardly, nearly face planting into the pressed ice as Carlos ran over to try and hold you up. Apparently he was missing Minnesota, but thank god for ice skating rinks if not for the humiliation involved with trying to learn how to play hockey. “Can’t we just do normal ice skating? Why do we need a stick?” You groaned as he pulled you upright.

“Because I’m the celebrity,” He smiled. “It’s not that hard, y/n. Just like-Go with the flow and stop dragging yourself around so much.” You genuinely questioned why he didn’t just stay in Minnesota. He was more than capable at becoming some hockey player, with how he casually drifted across the ice and maneuvered as elegantly a hockey player could. Of course he was talented in music, which you admired, but if he just stuck to hockey you wouldn’t be here embarrassing yourself. “C’mon, just get this puck into the net and then we can run some laps!” You flailed your arms wildly, falling on the hockey stick and your knees.

“Carlos. I am physically incapable of doing this.”

•••

It’s been around fifteen minutes and you only made it halfway across the rink. Carlos was waiting for you by the net, looking casual as ever while grinning from ear to ear at seeing you struggle. It was sadistic and horrible and having him make direct eye contact with you was even worse, the weird fluttering in your chest distracting you from standing upright. “You can do it y/n!”

“Please shut up!” You struck the puck with the stick, missing just ramming it into Carlos’ foot. You winced, rushing over to see the damage, and he looked up at you in awe.

“Hey-You just skated across the rink!” He laughed, before you fell backwards in either shock or just being heads over heels in love. “Oh. Well, at least you managed to make it over here!”

“Did you get hurt?” You asked, shaking some stray ice shavings off the back of your head. He offered a gloved hand, firmly holding your’s to pull you back up. You held the back of your head, hissing at the soreness.

“I’m alright. Maybe we should get you a helmet next time, but I’m sure by the time we’re done with this you’ll be a total hockey expert.”

“Please don’t lie to me,” you snorted, before slowly making your way back to the benches. Next time? He wanted to do this again? Sure you guys were friends but you didn’t spend that much time together-Did this mean he enjoyed spending time with you? “Next time? I’m not sure if my knees could handle a next time,” you emphasized, rubbing your hands over the sore joints.

“So we’ll get you knee pads, duh,” Carlos finally took a seat next to you, swinging his legs around. “I like hockey and I like you, sooo…”

“You like me?” You asked, bewildered.

“Wait…Was this not a date?”

“What do you mean not a date??” He hurriedly took his phone out of his pocket, rubbing off the melted ice and opening the conversation. You didn’t expect your name to be saved in his phone with a smiley face, and that made you feel even warmer inside.

Hey so 4 the date, how does the fifteenth sound?

He pointed exaggeratedly at the text you sent, your cheeks flushing from the sheer humor of the situation. “Date as in the day, you idiot!” You laughed, a slightly gross sound due to your runny nose from being in a cold ice rink for so long.

“Wait, so that wasn’t a confession?” Carlos scratched his head, putting his phone away and holding his hockey stick. You began to undo the laces of your skates, sighing and shaking your head.

“Well, do you like me?” He nodded, dumbfounded at the idea that the word, “date,” could have two different meanings. “Then I like you too,” you smiled over your shoulder, as his face slowly morphed into a warm grin.

“Wanna get ice cream then?” He asked, rushing to stand, almost bouncing with giddy energy. You tried to hide your enjoyment to his evident response to you liking him back, and you attempted to hide how you felt like a million butterflies got released in your chest. He rushed off before even hearing your answer, tripping in his skates and falling to the ground. You winced, walking over to help him up as he continued to grin at you. “Oh man, isn’t this crazy?”

“Crazy,” you indulged. He nodded excitedly, practically ripping off his skates to run to the lobby with you so you two could get ice cream. He was more excited than you about this predicament, this revelation of friends to lovers.

“But we’re gonna do this again right? ‘Cuz you never managed to get the puck in the net,” he bounced around you, his energy infectious—your cheeks hurting from smiling.

“I guess. Only if you pay for the ice cream.”

“Deal!!”

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