Hey Everybody! This is my book of imagines and preferences, and if you'd like, you can request one!
*sprinkles glitter everywhere* 5SOS 5SOS 5SOS
Ok yeah I'm just gonna go write lol.
Highest Rankings:
#69 in Fanfiction 8/8/16
(Hehe 8+8=16)
#26 in F...
You watched from the corner of your eye as you made dinner, your 7-year old son Travis doing his math homework. He furrowed his brow in confusion. "Mom, can you help me with this?" "Sorry, honey, ask your dad. I'm still cooking dinner." "You called?" You heard Luke's familiar voice call from down the hallway. "Yes," you nodded your head at Travis. "Help him." About an hour later, you hear cheering from the other room. You take a peek in, and smile. "You got it!" Luke high fives. "That's perfect!" "Really, dad?" "Really!" "Woohoo!" Your son shouted, hopping off his chair and doing a victory dance.
Michael -
"DAD." You heard. It was the familiar sound of your 13 year old daughters voice, but of course anything having to do with Michael has to do with you. So you waited patiently behind your daughter's bedroom door (eavesdropping of course) as you listened to their conversation. "Dad, I want to dye my hair." You raised your eyebrows. "Uh, what color?" He asked. Your eyes practically bulged out of your head. "Blue." "Like... Whole head, or...?" "Like an ombré." "Um... I think you should ask your mom about that." He says nervously. "But Dad, you're the coolest parent out of all of my friends. You used to do it all the time." "Fine. Just... Don't tell mom?" "She'll find out eventually." "Can you wear a hat?"
*** I've just been really lazy BUT I GOT INSPIRATION BC I PASSED 100 FOLLOWERS TYSM AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT HEATHENS OH MY FUDGENUGGETS IT'S SO GOOD AND ITS GOING TO BE IN SUICIDE SQUAD ALL THE MORE REASON TO WATCH IT THE SOUNDTRACK IS LITT OOH MUCH EXCITE
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