Celebrity Imagines

Douglas Booth Imagine

He was all too sweet. Only when you first met him. His smile was like ice in summer time. For a guy like Booth, you'd assume he was suave and Charismatic. But contrary to popular belief  he could be coarse, crude and sometimes even ill tempered. Though, there were times when Douglas Booth could be as kinds as the tabloids had claimed.

He was an oddball of a guy. Despite his horibble nature, he was always touching you. He always favoured being draped across your shoulders. You didn't mind it, you liked the way he'd breath deep long hot breaths into your neck. The feeling of his long eyelashes brushing lightly on your skin. You'd never hear him say it, but he adored you and women like you. You worked hard taking care of him and you even dealt with his horrible personality dysfunctions.

You were ready for sleep, your eyes were drooping. You lay down in your bed, the plush pillows enveloping your head and neck. You know he's there, you know because you feel the bed dip. The sweet smell of vanilla and cinamon dances into your nose. His head is resting in the nape of your neck and his arm snakes its way around your body. As you drift off to sleep you hear three faint words like a shallow whisper.

Rob Kardashian Imagine

you were having a rough day. The paps were bothering you and they were saying stupid things about your new family. ‘You’re a camera whore, You’re just using Rob for fame. Your son is a bastard.’ Despite what they said, you knew that Rob loved you. You never could help what the paps said about you, But that didn’t mean it didn’t annoy you. You walked up the stairs to your Apartment complex and as you entered, you could hear the sound of faint giggling and a deep chuckle. Rob was rolling around on the ground with your son. You smiled and as you watched on, the worries and distress from your day out had all flittered away like a faint whisper.

As you stood there, you looked around to see that the house was sparkling clean. Rob had always been meticulous about the house. Nothing was ever out of place.You’d been standing there for a good fifteen minutes before Rob noticed you. His face was lit with a beaming smile as he was looking at you.

It was sitting right infront of you. No matter what ruined your day. Your son, Your Husband, Your Family and Your Happiness. That’s all that mattered to you.

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Imagine

Chace just gets home and he’s already dressing himself up for a “promised” nights with the guys. You pout at him and grab the sleeves to his shirt and drag him down onto the sofa next to you.

“Baby, what doooin’” he says in a cute pouty voice

“I don’t want you to leave, please stay a little longer with me” he smiled at you, his mates have been waiting for this night for a long time. You really wish he’d stay, but the look on his face confirms what you already knew. He wasn’t staying home with you tonight.

“I’m sorry, we’ve been planning this for months” you were kinda gutted but you knew he was right. He Grabbed his coat and left.

The next morning you woke up and he was sitting next to you. He was just watching you. He wrapped his arms around you and cuddled close, he loved you and you knew it.

“How long have you been there?”

“About an hour I guess, I was watching you sleep” you frowned at him playfully.

“Watching me sleep were you? You silly little creeper” he smiled at you for a brief second before turning the Tv on.

“I’m sorry I didn’t get back early enough, but I promise today will be about us. No phones just us and cuddles” you smiled at him and nuzzled into his neck. Today was gonna be a good day

imagine: you hadn’t seen him in months… But finally Beau and the boys were in town. You were kinda hoping to get some alone time with him 😉 late at night around 9:00ish, you showed up to the the tour buss in a cute cosplay maid outfit. The boys were all out drinking that night. But thanks to Twitter, you knew beau had stayed back.

The door was open so you just walked in, he looked up from the phone at you with resignation and then back to his phone.

“What do you want?” He looked you over with a deep sigh.

“And what the hell are you wearing?” You felt kinda hurt, you’d been planning this for ages, but he seemed so uninterested.

“I came to see my boyfriend, but clearly he doesn’t want to see me” you said with indignation. You turned to leave but in a sudden moment you were pressed up against the wall. He was studying you’re face in close agonising stares.

You wrinkled you’re nose in confusion. ‘What the hell was he doing’ he held your arms up behind you’re head. You tilted your head sideways a little, a rosy pink blush spreading from the apple of your cheeks to the tip of your ears.