Peacefularmy Stories

Imagines for the wonderful boys in Greta Van Fleet! Requests are always open!! Peace and love ☮️💕

After moving to Michigan with her family in 2014, Eliza Docherty's life becomes boring. She's insecure and lonely and she wants nothing more than to change that after everything she went through back home. She wants to see the world and to go back to Scotland and make memories like in the movies. But it's just so far out of her grasp, and in the present of 2018, she knows she needs to hold on whatever opportunities may arise. That's why when the rising rock stars of Greta Van Fleet appear out of the ordinary, Eliza takes a spontaneous leap into their world on tour, writing songs for them and forming unforgettable bonds of friendship. Yet, there's one certain member that becomes more than just a friendship to Eliza Docherty, and she hopes that one day Samuel Kiszka with feel the same.

just random stories about Greta Van Fleet boyss! enjoy!

'Blue jean baby, L.A. Lady, seamstress for the band' A Greta Van Fleet Fanfic because why not, be gentle it's my first fic

This is a book of Greta Van Fleet one shots based on a list of prompts I've created. Some will be cute and sweet, some will be pretty angsty. All one shots will include an original female character. I'll add the list below, feel free to use it for yourself if you want! Happy reading! Prompts: 1. Kiss me again. 2. I want to kiss you so bad right now. 3. You can't just kiss me and expect everything to be fine! 4. You kissed her? 5. What would you do if I kissed you right now? 6. He kissed me. 7. I don't want your stupid kisses. 8. A kiss would make me feel better. 9. I am not kissing you. 10. Can I get a kiss for good luck? 11. I can't wait to kiss you. 12. I don't give a shit if it was just on the cheek, you don't kiss your ex! 13. Don't pretend like you don't want to kiss me. 14. Do you remember our last kiss? 15. We should probably practice the kissing scene. 16. Just one last kiss goodbye? 17. I would, but kissing you sounds way more fun. 18. Did you kiss my brother/sister? 19. Dude, I've been waiting for you to kiss me all night. 20. You don't even kiss me anymore.

He's one of the top rock guitarists in the world, she's a drummer in a southern blues band. She's also his dirty secret.

After a drunk night of partying you find yourself somewhere that feels like home, but isn't. A kind stranger welcomed you and helps you out in a time of need! ~ Please no hate I haven't written a story in a long time and figured I'd give this a go. Idk if I'll continue It or leave It at this but I hope you enjoy!!!!! <3 <3 love my peaceful army babes

He stared at me from across the club. The flashing lights caught the reflection of the gems on his cheeks, and the sweat on his forehead. I stirred the straw around in my gin and tonic. He smiled lightly at me. Crazy On You by Heart started blasting through the speakers. I saw Sam and Danny getting excited about a good song playing in a club. The lights were strobing as I made my way through the crowd to get to Josh. I slithered through crowds of sweaty people, lacking fresh air. I stared at my feet, trying not to misstep, but ended up doing that anyways. I felt two hands grab my forearm as my drink went flying. I looked up and saw Josh's white t-shirt soaked. I looked back up at his smiling face. "I'm so sorry!" I yelled over the music. "It's okay!" he smiled again, swinging me around, out of the crowd. He pulled my body close to him. He smelled like patchouli, and nag champa. "I really like you, Nellie!" he yelled by my ear. I smiled to myself, and wrapped one arm around his shoulder. "I like you too!" I yelled back, running my fingers through the back of his curls. His hand pressed on my lower back, bringing my waist onto his. "I go crazy on you!" Blared through the speakers. Josh smiled, and wrapped both of his arms around my waist. He pulled me into a hug as the energy around us started to get more and more elevated. I buried my face in his warm neck. I felt his hand on the back of my neck, gripping it to pull my face to his. I stared into his eyes before leaning in to kiss him. His grip loosened, and his hand went to the back of my platinum hair.

Slow burn enemies to lovers with the one and only Sam Kiszka. ;)

Corey Nicks daughter of the White Witch herself meets some old friends. In high school she was friends with the Kiszka brothers and their friend Danny Wagner. She helped them around to being a band even helped make their first song highway tune. She loved all of them but mostly the closest she was to was Jake. That's when things changed when at the age of 17 Corey got her role in American Horror Story Coven in 2013. The boys were happy even Jake he was proud of her success. Then around December of 2017 Jake and Corey got into an argument after she was getting more promotions in music and acting and barley having the time to talk or hang out. They stopped talking to each other the only person Corey connected with was Veronica the Kiszkas sister. Now in 2018 Corey and her mom were invited to perform at Coachella and then meet her old friends again she missed them but mostly she missed Jake her friend/crush.

"You've got to be kidding, Astrid. After all of this- Everything we talked about, you're still leaving," Sam's eyes welted up with angry tears. His face changed expressions to a furrowed brow. He rubbed his forehead. I couldn't move. I just stared down at him, sitting on his bed. I held my backpack in my arms. He glanced up at me, just staring. Expressionless. Sam angrily stood up, and paced around the room. "Jesus Astrid," he said. He stood in front of me. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me Astrid," He locked eyes with me. His eyes were tinted pink from the tears that escaped from his tear ducts. His eyes traveled all along my face. I felt wetness fall down my cheek. I quickly swiped it away. Sam didn't break eye contact. "Say it," he said, firmly. "Sam-" I stuttered. "Say it, Astrid. Say you don't love me, and this can all be over," He breathed heavier with every word. His voice was on the brink of cracking. He sucked his bottom lip under his top teeth. "Stop," my voice was low and shaking. He closed his eyes and dropped his head. I closed mine and let my tears vibrate my body with a pattern of panicked breaths. I opened my eyes quickly when I felt his movement. He looked back into my eyes with tears flowing down his cheeks. He put his palms on my cheeks and kissed my forehead. He rested his forehead on mine for a quick second, then glanced back into my eyes. "Goodbye, Astrid,"