Im Working On A Chrismd Fic Rn But Thought Id Give You Guys A List Of My Favourite Songs

im working on a chrismd fic rn but thought id give you guys a list of my favourite songs

even though im depressed - chase atlantic

end of beginning - djo

all of the girls you loved before - taylor swift

greedy - tate mcrae

emails i cant send - sabrina carpenter

how much is weed - dominic fike

making the bed - olivia rodrigo

ghost - justin beiber

tia tamera - doja cat

i didn't change my number - billie eilish

love yousss ♡ ♡ should have the chris fic out within the next week <33

troye sivan is hotter as a woman than i ever thought he would be

Troye Sivan in 'One of Your Girls' (2023)

Late night drives

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notes+warnings:none+use of y/n, mattxfem!reader, short (sorry)

about: matt and y/n decide to go out for a late night drive.

Walking out to the car, hand in hand with matt, he walks me to the passengers side and opens the door for me. He does this every time yet I still get all flustered because of it.

Sliding into the passengers side, Matt shuts the door and walks over to his side, gets in, and starts the car.

Driving around Boston late at night was always one of our favourite things to do together, ever since we moved to la our late night drives became to much due to the traffic, and it would tend to stress us out, so we decide to keep this a Boston tradition.

A couple minutes into the drive I feel him place his hand on my thigh, not in a sexual or controlling way, just as a way to calm himself down, remind him that I'm here.

I put my hand on his and almost instantly he turns his hand over and interlocks our fingers.

Looking up at him, the moon hitting him perfectly, I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and of course this man notices, how could he not, i made it quite clear I was staring.

"you alright sweetheart?"

Sweetheart. oh god, this man makes me crumble.

"mhm, you're just really pretty"

As I said this I could see the pink flush across his face, and it makes me happy to know that, no matter how long we've been together we can still make each other feel so happy inside.

this is so shit I'm sorry but please enjoy this little fluff matt fic.

Tour life

requested:no

notes+warnings:none+travel sickness, use of y/n, chrisxfem!reader, slight mentions of throwing up

about: living on the road seems like fun until you remember you feel like dying every time.

Chris and his brother are going on there second tour of this year, and he asked me to come to this one as I couldn't make the last tour due to work restrictions.

It was a no brainer, of course I said yes, I would be stupid not to, so we all got to packing about a week before we had to get onto the tour bus for like 6 weeks.

I packed the essentials, or what I find essential at least, clothes, shoes, hairbrush, sanitary products, chargers and lastly my travel sickness tablets. Granted having travel sickness at a time like this is very inconvenient, however I will have my boyfriend, his brothers and my bestfriend with me incase anything happens.

Now for anyone wondering why I need so much support for my travel sickness, its because I also have this thing called emetophobia, which is a fear of sick, being sick, feeling sick, having a sore stomach, if anyone else is sick, there's no escape from this fear.

Now the day has come for the tour to start, and I am shitting it. Chris has been so helpful in calming me down which I am so happy about because without him I'm sure I would have passed out from hyperventilating.

We all put our suitcases, and bags we packed for the nights we would spend in the hotels, under the bus, and kept all our carry-ons in our hands.

Walking on to the bus, it was a lot more spacious then I was expecting, considering its a bus and all, but it felt very cozy and homely almost, with all the decorations that Laura had put up for us.

Once we al got settled on the bus, we slowly started to take off, and that was the moment everything went down hill for me,i was already paranoid about traveling but the fact i couldn't see where we were going made it 10 times worse than what i thought it would be.

I cuddled up next to Chris to try and calm myself down and i think he caught on to that pretty quickly. I could feel him place a soft kiss on my forehead, whispering to me.

"you're okay love, I'm right here"

After hearing that I try to get even closer to him, trying to sleep as well so I don't have to bare with the thought of being on a bus traveling through a lot of the USA.

I did fall asleep, for about two hours, but when I woke up I had the worst stomach pain I've ever had, running to the toilet I hunch over and let everything out. Once I was sure I had finished I just stayed sat on the floor crying as Chris ran in and just hugged me, not letting me go.

"it's okay, you're okay"

repeating that same phrase over and over again, until I had the courage to either move out of the bathroom, or just even talk and after a few minutes of silence I did the latter.

"think I need stronger tablets"

Chris just looked at me, before letting out an airy laugh and agreeing, and going to let everyone know I was fine and that we may need an extra stop.

again this is so shit and short I'm sorry, I promise I will have a longer one out at some point in the future 😭

No more "Fernando is a cat" "Fernando is a bunny" "Fernando is a cockroach" etc. Fernando is a dik-dik, I rest my case: