So i made this account like 6 or maybe 7 years ago and i barely check on it anymore. And i used to write these fanfics and when i read them again the other day i got so confused like what? Why are they actually like⌠decent? SIR I-
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So i made this account like 6 or maybe 7 years ago and i barely check on it anymore. And i used to write these fanfics and when i read them again the other day i got so confused like what? Why are they actually like⌠decent? SIR I-

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We were it though, werenât we?
I would love to sneak in your room while u sleep pull ur panties to the side and frenchkiss your little pussyhole. Then Iâd slide my rock hard dick inside you and slow pump your pussy until my jizz fills your little. Iâd pull my cock out clean ur pussyjuice off with your sheets then leave right after
So I go into my asks after MONTHS and this is what I find
Where is this from?

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WHO IS SHE?????
Parallel Earth.
AMAZING
I LOVE
It's my birthday!
SELENA GOMEZ SO Â FUNNY WHEN SHEÂ âSINGâ LIVE LIKE GORL????? THATS SO BRAVE OF YOU ;AOSMLDKFNGFGSJKH
But imagine making justin bieber orgasm.

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I passed my exams! I got my diploma đ
Maria// Justin Bieber Imagine
Hey can u please do me an imagine where me and justin have a huge fight and I try to leave but he wonât let me, btw my name is emily ? xxx
Found this in my drafts so I thought I'd post it. Part 2 maybe?
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âTalking âbout at the studio. Are you serious?â You whisper- yell at yourself. âDonât even have the fucking brain to come up with something better.â
âY/N, wait on me!â Your best friend, Kylie yells.
âTalking âbout âBaby, I love youâ but you out fucking some bitch behind my back.â You stomp your foot across the grass with rage. âYouâre messing with the wrong girl.â
Kylie yanks your arm. âI bet itâs not what it looks like!â She desperately tries.
âIf youâre not on my fucking side, leave.â You yank your arm back and march for the front door. Peaking inside of the little window, the little 2 story house seemed to be empty, but the GPS you put on Justinâs phone is telling you differently. Also, the Smart car outside is a dead give away.
You lift up the matt that says 'Welcomeâ and find a little shiny key hiding away. âHow basic is this bitch?â You whisper, looking behind to find Kylie struggling in her heels to get across the grass. âIf youâre going to cheat on me, at least show some respect and do it in a way I wonât find out.â
When you slide the key inside the lock and open the door, you are met with a simple little house. White walls in the hallway and a black rug laying across the floor. On the wall to the left there is a text you were too angry to read. After softly closing (not all the way) the door without a sound, you stepped foot in to the house. Thereâs a stairway on your right which you intended to use after you snooped around the living room across the hallway. No one is in there you noticed when walking. But nothing in the living room stood out more than the bright blue tricycle standing near the window. Your heart started to beat faster when you noticed the little kids toys. Books, paintings on the walls, baby clothing. The whole shebang. Your eyes watered and you wiped an escaped tear away. When you turned a around, Kylie was standing behind you, looking at the living room in shock. âIâm sure he can explain.â She whispers and you nod, walking past her, heading for the stairs.
All that was going through your head was 'He has a kidâ repeatedly. What if he does have a kid? Would you help him take care of it? Youâre 20 years old, your life is just starting. Hell, youâre not even legally allowed to drink yet so how on earth are you supposed to take care of a child?
All these thoughts were running through your mind before you reached the top of the stairs, Kylie long forgotten. This was the moment of truth.
âShould I put it in there, sweetheart?â Your heart rate raged up when you heard his voice. Your boyfriendâs voice. Justinâs gentle, soothing voice. But he wasnât talking to you. His voice was coming from a room. A room that says 'Sarahâ on the door in pink decorated letters. And you might have stood there for an hour, staring at the letters, while your heart was breaking and tears were spilling. Contemplating whether you would be able to handle what you are about to see.
Your fingers traced the door knop before grabbing it in your hand lightly. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes and turned it. The anticipation was deadly.
âI donât think itâll fit, Sar-â Justinâs voice suddenly caught it up in his throat when you opened the door. When your watery eyes met his hazel ones, his brows furrowed. âY/N, how did y- I mean what are you doing here?â
It took a while for you to register the sight in front of you. Justin, one hand placed around a Barbie doll and one hand on the back of a young little girl around the age of 5, most likely 'Sarahâ. Sarah has a little afro and light skin. The little girl was still busy trying to fit some doll into a doll house before she turned to you, noticing the interruption. Her big doe eyes were shining even though there wasnât that much light. Her eyes then slid to behind me along with Justinâs.
âSarah, why donât you go find your mom for a bit?â Your heart clenched and you closed your eyes.
Sarah nods. You feel Kylie squeeze your hand for a second. âPlease tell me itâs not what it looks like.â You plea, looking at Justin pulling himself up from the ground. You looked away from him. Suddenly you noticed the bright pink walls with pictures of multiple woman framed.
Justin sighs and stuffs his hands in his pockets. âItâs not what it looks like, Y/N.â Never have words really made you feel better but the words he uttered next, made your heart skip a beat and lifted the heaviness off of it too. âSheâs not my daughter.â
Kylie sighed as well. Minutes tick by. It felt like hours though. Why on earth would Justin go out of his way to hide this girl from you? Why would he say heâs going to the studio when heâs out playing house.
"Justin, who are these two?â A new voice joined in. You turn around and face a pretty black woman with Sarah resting on her hip. The woman has a thick blue robe wrapped around her and bright green fuzzy socks on. Her hair is wrapped up in a cloth. She looks young. Maybe even the same age as you.
"This is my girlfriend Y/N.â Justin speaks with a raspy voice, pointing at you. You smile at her and quickly wipe your tears away. âAnd this is a friend of mine, Kylieâ
"Hi.â You speak, reaching to shake the extended hand of the woman.
âMy name is Simone.â
âNice to meet you Simone. I really have to go now, though.â You hurriedly whisper and remove yourself from the situation. Itâs too much. You didnât understand anything but what you did understand was that you had to get out of there as fast as you could.
You did something you are best at. You ran. Down the stairs and to your car.
Masterlist đ
Imagines-
Twice the woman
It used to be different
Bi
Arguments
Let there be light
Go bestfriend
Touring part 1Â // Touring part 2
Mark my words
3AM
What do you mean
I would date you
Hoodie fight
Did you study stupidity
Who wears the pants
Do you feel it too // Do you feel it too part 2
On good days I am charming as fuck
Hard to be mad
Fake texts-
To the beach
Gossip couple
Make it up to you
Remind me
For show or not
Fucking in love with you
Purpose songs
Make out for 9 hours straight
Not doing anything
Babysitting
Fuck off
Handshake
Kink
Periods
Small dicks
Fan or girlfriend
King and queen tattoos
Donât call me that
Donât tell my boys
I have done an investegation
Hickeys
Jason is a swifter
Best girlfriend ever
Sorry
Whoâs my sugar daddy
Puns
You drunk
My nuggets
Ruby Rose
Make you feel better
Best friends
Sex machine
These songs
Thatâs how you know you fucked up
Boy bestfriends
Why do yall hate eachother
My parents arenât home
Fake tweets
You stupid
Fake snapchats
Well shit
Who took the pic
Great company
Bootycall busted
Fake Instagram
Always postin shit about you
Leaving selfies
your masterlist link isn't working
Iâm only seeing this now Iâm sorry, Iâll fix it đŹEdit- it's fixed

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Person A always wears sunglasses so Person B has never seen their eyes. Finally, A takes off their glasses and B is so flustered and shocked that they just stare into Aâs eyes for the rest of the day.
Imagine your OTP at an amusement park. Person A is really excited to go on a water related ride, and Person B is just kind of tagging along. Person A excitedly rambles on about going under the waterfall, and just as they approach it, B leans over to A and whispers âIf you wanted to get this wet, you could have just asked.â