I just realized in the Hal Mason imagine I used the wrong “your” so Im not going to be bothered to change it but im just recognizing my mistake
Please send me in requests for imagines, prefs, AU things and maybe even some ships or one-shots
Oh and incase your wondering my names Brianna
Fighting and your kid(s) see (R5) (Part 1)
Riker: You and Riker didn’t fight very often. Sure the two of you got into the occasional bicker but never anything too serious. However, today was different. You kept telling yourself the result of his bad mood was that he was just having a bad day. Maybe he woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or something along the lines of that, you repeatedly told yourself; hoping his mood would improve by the time he got home from work. The one thing you absolutely hated about his bad moods was that he felt the need to take it out on everyone else.
Riker is still in a sour mood when he arrives home this evening, if not as bad as when he got up, then worse. He slammed the door shut, causing you and your son to stop what you were doing immediately. Dropping his bags on the floor, he didn’t even bother to mumble a “hello” or “how was your day” before flopping down on the couch and turning on the TV. You and Jayden, your son, both knew you should have just let him be but you wanted to try to help him out a bit.
“How was your day, Riker?” you asked your husband, handing your son the spoon to mix the cookie batter with.
“How the fuck does it look like it went?” he spit back, causing your son to look up at you, a tinge of fear evident in his eyes. Jayden rarely saw Riker curse, and when he did, it scared him, after all he was only 8.
“Please don’t swear in front of Jayden, you know he doesn’t like it when you do, and quite frankly, I don’t either.” you stated, as politely as possible, trying not to work him up anymore.
“This is my house, I’ve had a shit day, and your only making it worse. So will you just shut up already.” he tells you, not even bothering to look in your direction.
“Daddy, stop being mean to mommy.” your child said hugging your side. “I don’t like it when you curse and you’re being very mean.”
Ross: “Daddy? Do want to draw with me?” Leia, your 6 year old daughter, asks.
“Not right now Leia, I’m trying to write this song.” She perks up at the mention of a song, she absolutely loves Ross’s music.
“I could help daddy!” she yells jumping on to the couch with him.
“No, I have to do this by myself. Go draw upstairs and leave me alone right now so I can do this.” A frown falls upon Leia’s face as she drags herself upstairs with her markers and paper.
“Ross, that’s no way to speak to her, and it was rather rude if you ask me.” you told him, as you were drying the dishes.
“But that’s the thing, I didn’t ask you.”
“What the hell is wrong with you lately Ross! You barely spend any time with Leia anymore, and she’s your daughter, let alone spending any time with me! Ever since you got home from tour 2 weeks ago, all you’ve done is focus on writing more songs. Have you ever thought about spending time with your family? Because it sure doesn’t seem that way.” you say, sadness and anger mixing in your voice and stomach.
“Listen, I have to write some more songs, the fans are counting on me, just let me write these. Maybe I would be able to if you weren’t on my case about it all the time! When I’m done I’ll spend time with you and Leia.”
“Can’t the fans wait, just this once? I know you love them, but you should love us more. All I want to do is spend time with you and her, as a family, but that doesn’t seem important to you anymore.” As soon as the words left your mouth, Leia comes running down the stairs and stands at the bottom.
“Are you two fighting? Pwease don’t fight. Daddy, you love us right?” she says, clutching her teddy bear tightly to her chest. You walk over to your daughter and kneel down next to her. “We weren’t fighting sweetheart, just having a little disagreement is all. Why don’t you and I go upstairs and draw since daddy doesn’t want to.” You take her small hand in yours and walk up the stairs giving Ross one last look over your shoulder.
Not even 5 minutes later you hear footsteps coming up the stairs and see Ross standing in the doorway.
“Can I come in and draw too? With the two girls I love more than anything in the world?” he says coming in and sitting down next to you and your daughter.
I really think I need a new theme, to make/keep things a little more organized. If anybody has any suggestions please let me know. (Preferably one with several links)
Anonymous said: Hello, I have a question. Do you watch Veeoneeye on youtube? If you dont you should! I just love Jason
Yeah I do watch him :)
Ok I’m leaving for a 2 week vacation on Saturday (with no internet down south) so what I’m going to do is write down all the requests and take them with me (and a notebook) and write them so all I have to do is type them up when I get back.
A couple of the keys on my laptop are broken (including backspace) so now I have to do a lot of my writing on my desktop and it’s going to take a little longer to do them then but I should have at least one of them uploaded tonight.
Exams are over, school is done with, I can get back to writing now (finally, sorry for the long absents)
I have maybe 7 or so requests in my ask so I’ll start doing them and posting them asap
Also just want to thank you all so much for following me (holy shit it’s 1,000) and dealing with the lack of posting
Anonymous said: Can you do an imagine where the reader hurts herself and sam finds it out?:) thank you xx
I know this is from a while ago but do you mean “hurts herself” as in self inflicted injuries such as self harm? Because I don’t feel comfortable writing about that as of right now. Unless you mean “hurts herself” as an accidental injury then that’s fine, just let me know please :)
Cuddling After a bad Day (R5)
Riker: Riker was always unhappy or in a bad mood when he got home from the studio late, he hated doing that to you. Dinner would be made then put in the fridge, pajamas would be on, and you’d be in bed reading. When he came home he would just go upstairs and get into bed with you. You’d set your book down and turn off the lamp on the nightstand. Riker would roll onto his side and wrap his arm around yours as you turned onto your side. Hands intertwined and nothing would need to be said, you just knew and you’d stay like that until you both fell asleep.
Ross: You hadn’t had the best day today but then again it wasn’t the worst either. You still felt like shit though, having worked a double shift plus not sleeping a lot lately you felt like you were going to collapse. You walked through the door and were relieved to see your boyfriend already home. He looked at you with a worried look on his face,he could tell you were tired. Ross walked over to you and grabbing your hand. He took you upstairs and you both laid down on the bed, staring at each other and your hands playing with the others. He told you that he’d have dinner ready soon but for now that you two were just going to lay for a while.
Rocky: You walked into the house and dropped your bag on the ground. You didn’t even say hello to Rocky, you just dragged yourself upstairs and flopped on the bed. Everything that could have gone wrong that day, did. When he walked into the bedroom he was going to ask you if you were okay but he decided against it. Instead, he strolled in and laid on the bed next to you. You snuggled into his chest and his arms tightly wrapped around your body. He kissed your forehead and hoped he could make your day a little better.
Ratliff: You know those days where you’re just in a bad mood? You had been like that all day, all the way from the time you woke up until just as you got into bed. The only thing that made your day a little better then was being able to cuddle with Ratliff. He snuggled into your back so close that there was no room between you two and kissed your ear mumbling an I love you and goodnight into it.
Rydel: You had gotten fired from your job today and your car had gotten towed forcing you to walk home. You got home and looked for Rydel and saw her upstairs in your room laying down. She saw you and her face lit up. You shuffled into the bedroom and flung yourself on the bed. You hooked an arm around her and cuddled into her making her laugh and hoping you could forget your terrible day.