#vlog squad fluff

[modelbus]

Hello!! I LOVE your writing, like I’m obsessed! So, I can’t tell if your requests are open, buttt if they are, I would DIE for some fluff turned to angst of a fem!reader who is in a group with cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy nicknamed the chaos squad by the fandom, where she is the least popular in the group and a rumour spread that shes only in it for the popularity, so they slowly stoped inviting her to streams and vlogs and ghosting her.

it could start with like three two sentence stories about the group (or something), how it was formed just fluffy moments, and then be like “but it didn’t stay like that for long..” and explain why she was subtly kicked from the group before a scene where shes streaming and gets asked about why shes not been in any videos anymore.

PHEW that was ALOT, if its to long you can obviously shorten it or just not do it- but if requests are open and you like the idea, I would love to see something like this!! <3

PS. You are super cool, keep up the amazing work!! (When you want to ofc)

-✨🌌🌙 Anon

Thank you so much! I tried my best to include everything :D This literally took me out of my writing slump

Part 2 :)

Pairing(s): cc!Ranboo, cc!Tubbo, cc!Wilbur and cc!Tommy x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Cut Chaos

The feeling of belonging was something nearly everyone chased after. After all, being out of place was simply… lonely. And, somehow, you found yourself slotting into the weirdest place in the world.

A handful of stupid friends.

You always found yourself drawn to dumbasses, in the most affectionate way. Like looks for like, you suppose. And shit, did you find some people that could make you cry laughing even on the worst days.

Ranboo, Tubbo, Wilbur, Tommy. Four people that made the sun rise every day, that dragged you out of bed for the stupidest vlogs to ever exist. Fans adored the five of you together so much that you got a group name for the first time in your career: the Chaos Squad.

Truly, it was a fitting name. The things that the five of you got up to, you’re certain no normal sane person would do. But, well, your job as a streamer already set you apart from the category of “normal” a long time ago, so you definitely didn’t mind the messes you got into with them.

From Tommy dragging the group to an abandoned island, saying it’d be fun to try to escape (you fell out of a tree and Wilbur sprained his ankle), to screaming along at Lovejoy concerts, it felt like the five of you were unstoppable.

And God, did you love them. It didn’t matter how many times Ranboo hit his head on things, you’d still laugh. It didn’t matter that you literally passed out from laughing so hard once, you were still happy. Pure, unfiltered love.

The five of you against the world, forever. You could see it, in those sunny days where you grinned so hard your cheeks hurt (they were the first ones to make you do that—the realization only made you grin harder). The perfect idea of happiness.

Was it any wonder things didn’t stay that way, that perfect, for long?

A rumor.

It always seemed to start with one of those, nowadays. A simple murmur among fans that grew and grew, until you were closing out of twitter at 2, 4, 5 AM, debating if you should just delete the app and put your status on “Do Not Disturb.”

You accepted the fact that being a female content creator was going to be a struggle a long time ago. It was a fact, something you knew you couldn’t avoid, especially in gaming. Having rumors about you online wasn’t new. It would never be new, not as long as you were yourself.

But you thought you’d be past caring about them by now. You thought the tight panic that gripped your heart, made it hard to breathe, was a thing of the past. So stupid.

One private account turned into multiple threads, turned into trends on the trending tab.

Everyone thought you were using your friends, the chaos squad as a whole, just to boost your career. To leech off anyone’s subscribers, just for some money in your pocket.

The idea made you sick to your core.

How dare they? How dare they ever think you didn’t genuinely care for the four? That they were anything less than the lightness in your heart, the freedom on your mind?

Rumors.

You ignored them. Even the thought of addressing them made you feel pissed off like you’ve never been before. It was such an absurd idea! At the very least, you knew your friends would see past the hateful people.

Right?

It starts with an unanswered message in the group chat.

Unanswered messages weren’t new. A stray comment tended to get lost in the general mess that the group chat was, so you weren’t concerned. Just laughed to yourself quietly; it wasn’t important anyways, just a photo of a cat you saw.

Until it happened again. And again. Until more of your messages went ignored than responded to, until the group chat had less and less messages each day.

When the first vlog comes out, the process repeats. It’s on Tommy’s channel, of course. Him, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Wilbur. The chaos squad, just without you. It surprised you, because you never even realized they filmed a video, and normally all of you share upcoming videos.

All the warning signs were obvious, and you were too much of a damn fool.

You filmed one vlog with them after that, exploring a supposedly haunted house, before you woke up a month later and realized you hadn’t talked to them in a week.

One week turns into two, two into three, until you’ve realized what’s happened. You were gone, out of the picture. Happiness had slipped through your fingers faster than you could’ve ever comprehended, and now you were in a dark room—literally.

But what could you do? If they didn’t want you, there was nothing you could do to stop the unraveling of your universe.

So you did the same thing you did before them, defaulting back to what was safe: streaming alone.

Today, it’s just a mindless game. Yesterday was the same, and fuck, this isn’t the same anymore. Not when you don’t have Tubbo in the chat sending messages, or Wilbur using Text-To-Speech.

But you’re here, still streaming. Still going, no matter how tempting it is to just shut off your computer and pretend the last months of your life never happened.

There’s always fans though, and if anything cheers you up, it’s them. So your donations are on, allowing them to be read aloud while you play the silly little unpacking game.

“Where am I putting the diploma guys? Where does this go?” You ask, mouse hovering over the virtual object. “Maybe I’ll just put it under the pillow…”

“StarEmojis donated $15! If up is down and yes is no, how many sides does a triangle have?”

“Thank you, but… uh...” You narrow your eyes at the message. “None, it’s a circle?”

Shrugging, you drag the diploma in the game to under the pillow. The riddle sounds familiar, but not one you know the answer to. It sounds like something Wilbur would send in the group chat at 2 in the morning, honestly.

With that thought in mind, your eyes flicker over the user that donated it. StarEmojis. Not Wilbur.

You’re so stupid for hoping. For the jump in your heart, for the frantic searching.

“StarStarMoon donated $20! Why aren’t you in any Chaos Squad videos anymore? Love you!”

Air catches in your lungs, dread swelling in your chest as your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. That shouldn’t have gotten past the moderators, but it did.

And now you have to answer it.

It wasn’t like you could tell the truth: that you weren’t good enough. That even your best friends didn’t believe you over rumors from strangers online.

Any lie would have a chance of getting back to them though. Not that you can imagine them caring, not anymore.

You swallow past the lump in your throat that’s killing you, taking a breath in before answering. One chance to get the fans to move on, one chance to find the impossible balance between the agony inside of you and cool indifference.

“We’re all just busy.” You say, forcing a smile on your face.

It’s true, at least. Everyone is busy. Everyone except you, that’s it.

“Just scheduling problems. Wil- Wilbur has Lovejoy practices and performances.” You stumble over his name. Did you even have the right to call him Wil anymore? “And Tommy is just always busy. He’s the busiest person, I swear.”

Is that true anymore? You don’t know. He used to be, but you used to help force him to take breaks. Was he taking breaks? You’ll never know.

With another forced smile, you give a half-hearted shrug. “So yeah, just busy, don’t worry guys.”

It’s with baited breath that you wait, eyes scanning chat to see if they bought it. From what you’re seeing, they have.

“Now we need to reorganize these clothes, because they’re killing me like this—“

Your discord pings quietly on another monitor, and you scramble to open it. Just your mods apologizing for letting the donation go through. You send a quick message back to them before pushing the donation to the back of your head just like everything relating to the group you’re no longer part of.

What could you do, anyways?

This was out of your control.

[werewolfbansheelove]

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[lovergirly]

hi guys!! as i’m getting some requests, i figuered i’d talk about what im comfortable writing about! <3

who i’ll write about

if i’ve seen the show, chances are i’ll write about it!

-wednesday (jenna ortega too)

-stranger things (actors too)

-shameless (emmy and cameron too)

-glee (actors too)

-fear street (sadie sink too)

-vlog squad (even though they’re kinda dead now)

(i’ll also update this list as i watch new shows)

what i’ll write about

i will write about pretty much anything, and if you need me to clarify my rules at all just message me i’ll never judge anyone!

Ok requests

-fluff

-angst (nothing too gory and i won’t write about you or a character dying)

-smut (no gross stuff please. i will also need to write it as a fem reader as i am a girl so i don’t know how it works the other way lol)

-panic attacks (i won’t go into too much details though because i’m not that experienced with them and i don’t want to offend anyone)

-abuse (this is more for healing from my last relationship. i won’t make any of the characters abusive, i’ll just make them help you) <3

-depression (once again this is for coping, but i won’t make it detailed. i also won’t write about unaliving)

once again reach out if you have any questions or if i’m leaving anything out!!

i’m also going to make another post so i can introduce myself to you guys <3

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Somebody get this kid a cake! (It's her Birthday!)

Somebody get this kid a cake! (It's her Birthday!) by FeatherLikesCartoons

The underground hero pointed to a date on the calendar, face half hidden in his capture weapon.

“Eri's birthday is in three days. This will be her first birthday celebration since before her quirk came in, so you better make it good.”

Mina scrambled to her feet as the common room erupted into chaos. Welp, there goes all her plans!

Or:

It's Eri's birthday and Class 1-A rushes to plan a party for her. Also, Denki has a vlog.

Words: 2752, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Eri, Eri Aizawa, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Jirou Kyouka, Shinsou Hitoshi, Satou Rikidou, Sero Hanta, Mentioned Asui Tsuyu, Mentioned Yoayorozu Momo, Togata Mirio, mentioned Tokoyami Fumikage, Hadou Nejire, Amajiki Tamaki, Mentioned Todoroki Shoto, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Relationships: Class 1-A & Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Eri

Additional Tags: rated teen for bakugou, Dadzawa, Birthday Fluff, Eri Deserves Nice Things, Cute Eri, Eri Protection Squad, Eri is a Ray of Sunshine, Happy Birthday Eri, Class 1-A Shenanigans, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, he's sarcastic in the background, Eri calls Aizawa dad, Everyone dies of cuteness, Fluff, No Angst, there is zero angst, Everyone Loves Eri, Party planner Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki has a vlog, Fluff and Humor, Small amounts of Soft Katsuki

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43638733

[ghoulsister1]

Marc Warren Characters & Their Reaction To You Owning Squishmallows/Squishables Pt 3

⚜️Comte De Rochefort (The Musketeers BBC 2014)⚜️

●Looks at them with disapproval, scowling at their plush faces. "Please tell me they won't be always on our bed" Rochefort Says. You frown and pout with your best puppy eyes at him.

●"But Rochie, I love them and they mean a lot to me!" You Say, fluttering your eyes at him. Rochefort scoffs but gives in to your charms. "You are too charming my little vixen" Said Rochefort smiling at you.

●But of course, Rochefort has declared war on those plushies.

●Will toss them off the bed. "They are crowding the bed" is the response from him. Will eye them with contempt. "Y/N is mine you balls of fluff!" Rochefort would hiss at them when you weren't looking.

●Of course he pouts when you cuddle the plushies. "Seems you prefer those fluff rags more than me" Rochefort Whined, sulking away. You tilt your head and come over to him, plushie in hand and embrace him. You smile and kiss Rochefort's cheek. "Don't tell me you are jealous my love. You know I love you very much. Please don't be like that" You Say.

●Rochefort of course returns the kiss and looks at the plushie in your hands. You get a little nervous that he'll do something but smile when he just pats the plushie on the head. "It's kinda charming" is Rochefort's comment.

●Does buy you them from time to time, gradually grows to get used to them and maybe, just maybe likes some of them a little. But won't admit out loud though!

●He cares about you and loves you, so if these plushies are special to you then who is he to judge? He wants to make you happy and see you smile. Even if those plushies are on the bed!

●You gift him a plushie though he's reluctant to accept it at first because, well a Captain of The Red Guard can't be seen with such a thing. What rumours may circlet in the Royal Court?!

●For a Squishable it's Mini Ouroborus. He admires the plushies's dark noble look. If it's a Squishmallow, it's Gio the Gargoyle. He finds Gio quite charming.

●He does make you swear not to tell anyone about his plushie. "Swear to me you'll not speak a word about my, soft fabric companion. Promise me my love?" He Says looking straight into your eyes. You giggle and smile warmly. You reassure him that you won't say a word. Rochefort smiles at that and you two give each other a kiss. The fierce Captain of The Red Guard has a soft plushie companion. Aww🥰

🪐Elton Pope (Doctor Who: Love & Monsters)🪐

●Elton loves your collection and is impressed at how you build up your current Squad of plushies.

●Can sometimes be found lovingly cuddling some of them and of course you join him on the cuddle fest.

●Bounces them around while listening to his beloved Electric Light Orchestra and dancing around with them. Like seriously, I can picture that scene playing out!

●Nights in are spent with Elton, you and the plushies. Order some pepperoni pizza, some cola and a good movie or two, even watch a few cartoons. Cuddling up on the couch together, you holding a plushie and Elton holding one too. Awww!

●You two go out hunting for Squishmallows or Squishables, searching for ones to add to the ever growing squad. Even vlogging the experience and uploading it to the Web. "Elton & Y/N's Life With Squish" is the title.

●You buy Elton Daxxon The Alien Squishmallow and The Flat Woods Monster Squishable for his birthday. He was so happy he practically lifted you up and spun you around and gave you a big kiss. When it was your birthday he gifted you 4 plushies, two Squishmallows and two Squishables for you which made you practically jump into his arms and kiss him. So sweet!

●Elton will bring one of his plushies out in public to take pictures of or video them with you. He encourages you to do it too and so it becomes part of your vlog videos and posts online.

●Like "Out here in the park, having a picnic with my lovely Y/N and our cute plushies, Daxxon & Soraya".

●You two sleep together, in a soft nest of plushies that have a place on the bed. You two drift off in comfort and hold each other, snuggling up together.

●You two are the biggest plushie lovers in your neighbourhood and the members of LINDA know too since Elton brought Daxxon with him to a meeting along with you and your Squishable Cat Bee.

●You and Elton become "That cute couple who love plushies". And you both love it💘

🎩Edward Leeford. "Monks" (Oliver Twist)🎩

●Monks obviously is a soft and nervous boy. He adores your plushies and is at first nervous to hold one in case it's not allowed. You reassure him that he can hold plushies, there's no rules. "Just pick one up and give it a hug Edward" You Say.

●Hesitantly picks up the first plushie he sees, the New Jersey Devil Squishable. He gives a little hug and just feels all warm inside, all tension just leaves him and he's soon practically nuzzling his face into the plushie.

●You smile at happy he seems when cuddling one of them. He soon finds comfort in them as well as finding comfort with you. You often find him with the plushies around him, looking so cute and giving you a bashful nervous smile. You just giggle and snuggle up with him with the plushies.

●His seizures still continue and they cause him great discomfort and pain, whenever he has one and when it passes you make sit or lie down comfortably with a blanket and give him one of your plushies to comfort him. He happily takes the plushie and just embraces the plushie, nuzzling into it and just feels his tension melt away. It makes the recovery easier for Monks.

●He will buy a plushie whenever he can, loving the delight in your eyes and the smile that graces your face when he brings home a new plushie to you for your growing collection.

●You in return gift him a plushie just for him. If it's a Squishmallow it's Perkin The Mothman. If it's a Squishable it's Mini Phlox The Cat. He loves them very much and you can find Monks in the armchair, reading a book while holding Perkin close to him or just stroking Phlox like a real cat in his lap while he reads. Awww!

●The two of you sleep soundly together in bed, some of the bed plushies creating a cosy snug experience for you and Monks. Especially Monks who sleeps throughout the night, not a single nightmare disturbing his much needed sleep. Not while his beloved Phlox and Perkin keep watch.

●He would sometimes talk to his plushies, mostly chatting about plans him and you are making or how lucky his plushies are that they never got to meet his cruel mother. "Believe me Perkin, she'd tear you apart in front of me if I refused her requests" "You wouldn't like her Phlox, she'd take you from me any chance she could get!" Are some of the things he'd say.

●He's thankful that you, his beloved never got to meet his mother. She sounded so cruel and wicked. She'd definitely hurt Monks's plushies if she was alive and still was controlling Monks.

●You are happy Monks has found the plushies comforting and that he has two beloved plushies that he holds dear along with you, his beloved. Awww!

🩷Part 4 Coming Soon!🩷

[isthisthingeven0n]

understanding that time : j.w

during your period, jeff decides to provide some comfort eventhough he’s partially clueless as to what is happening (900 words)

requested: yes by the sweetest anon, just some lovely fluff for a sunday  warnings: none that i’m aware of

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(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it hasn’t been approved me unless specified. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

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Curling up in another blanket, you could barely move as another wave of cramps hits you with full force.

“Y/n?” You hum in response as Jeff shifts beside you, sitting upright as he notices your body tense up. “What’s wrong?” He asks quietly as you swallow the lump in your throat, tugging on the blanket covering you tightly.

“It’s nothing, don’t worry,” You attempt to brush it off, but as the words leave your lips your ovaries go into overdrive and a groan escapes you.

Now kneeling, Jeff sighs. “Well, it’s clearly something.” He states, catching you rolling your eyes as you shuffle to lie down. “Who do I need to hurt?”

Laughing lightly, you stretch your arm out and cup his cheek with your hand. “No one, I promise.” You mumble and reach for another cushion, hugging it against your stomach.

“Wait,” Jeff pauses for a moment before reaching over and grabs his phone. “oh baby, is it that time already?”

“Yeah,” You respond as you roll up into yourself, hugging the blanket closer. “it’s day one so mother nature is giving me hell.” A dry laugh follows, but Jeff furrows his brows, hating to see you in pain like this.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” He asks, his voice filled with concern as you bury your face into the pillow. “Erm, chocolates? A massage? Me to go away?” He suggests anything that comes to mind, yet you remain silent. “Are you alive in there?”

“I am,” Your voice is muffled by the cushion as your hair covers the cotton cover. “but it feels like I’m dying inside.” You add, and Jeff just nods along, still having no real idea what it is that happens to you every month.

“I know I don’t have a mensical cycle every month, Y/n, but if you need anything at all, just ask.” Jeff explains, and slowly you lift your head up, weakly smiling.

“It’s called a menstrual cycle, babe.” You chuckle, causing Jeff to scoff.

“I knew that.” He remarks. “Do you want me to go grab that hot water bottle that’s shaped like a polar bear?”

Nodding in response, Jeff peels himself from your side and rushes into the kitchen as Nerf follows behind him.

Whilst Jeff remains occupied, you lie back down on your back, but within seconds you rise to your feet and rush to the bathroom.

“-there’s only milk chocolate is that okay?” Jeff walks back into the bedroom, seeing you absent from the pile of sheets you were previously cocooned in.

As he steps closer, he can see a few spots of blood, and the sound of the toilet flushing.

Shyly, you emerge from the bathroom with your leggings in hand. “I’m sorry,” You sniff, dropping the leggings as you bury your face into your hands. “I’m a mess, I, I’ll just change and go home.” You explain, moving to bypass Jeff, but he holds his arm out, bringing you into his embrace instead.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Jeff mutters as he runs his hand over your hair whilst you cry into his chest. “we can clean it up, it’s no big deal.” He ensures as your cries ease ever so slightly. “And I’ve got some pants you can wear, they’ll be a bit big on you though.” He adds, feeling you snigger lightly.

“Are you sure?” You quietly ask, lifting your head up to see him smiling down at you.

“Of course, come on.” Jeff lowers his arm and takes his hand in yours, guiding you to perch on the edge of the bed whilst he rummages for some suitably sized pants. “Aha!” Revealing the pair, Jeff hands them to you and kisses your forehead. “You go get changed, I’ll sort this out.”

Disappearing into the bathroom once more, Jeff quickly removes the bloodied sheets and changes them with ease. By the time you’ve finished freshening up, the new bedding awaits you as Jeff hovers in front of it.

“I’ll go grab some snacks and tablets for you, yeah?” Jeff squeezes your shoulder before running into the kitchen, leaving you with a fresh face and easing cramps.

Unable to keep still, you follow behind Jeff to witness him frantically grabbing all sorts from his mostly bare cupboards. “Jeff?” You call out, crossing your arms over your chest as he pauses. “Can I just have a hot water bottle please?”

“I, sure,” Jeff stumbles over his words as he lowers his chocolate protein powder. Within a matter of minutes, Jeff secures the screw on the water bottle, now filled with hot water and passes it across to you. “come on, babe.”

Walking back into his room, Jeff keeps his arm around you until you both sit back down on his bed with you instantly humming in content. "This is nice." You mumble whilst Jeff grabs a glass of water for you.

“Now, wanna watch something, or just cuddle?” Jeff asks, but as he glances back at you, a smile crosses his lips at the sight.

You're now lying down, eyes growing heavy with ease as you snuggle closer into Jeff, barely able to form a response.

Chuckling to himself, Jeff lifts his arm up to tug you against his chest, feeling the warmth radiating from the polar bear in your arms as your breathing slows down.

“Cuddle it is.” He whispers, closing his eyes knowing you're okay - for now at least.

[graysgod]

bf! jeff and y/n visiting his family and it’s like a big family get together and jeff is being super soft and affectionate and his family is teasing him about it cause he’s usually a „tough guy“

I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted bb❤️ i honestly has a tough time with this one.

After dating Jeff for nearly 7 months you were finally going to meet his family. Although you had been begging him to bring you to his home town for a while now, you were feeling fairly nervous.

You guys landed in New York and eventually made it to Jeff’s childhood home. His mom and dad greeted both of you at the door. His mom, after hugging Jeff, pulled you into her arms to give you the biggest hug you’ve ever received.

“It’s so nice to meet you y/n, Jeff talks very highly of you.” Jeff’s dad said, also giving you a hug. “It’s nice to meet you both as well, i’m so excited to be here”, you responded somewhat shyly.

Jeff’s hand never left the small of your back and he led you into the kitchen after the greetings. It was pretty late, nearly midnight and Jeff wanted to go to bed. “Ma we’re heading to bed, we can catch up in the morning”. Maria nodded and you headed to Jeff’s childhood bedroom.

You giggled as you walked in and saw the rack of shoes. Typical Jeff. The two of you got ready for bed and fell asleep almost instantly in each others arms.

The next morning you woke up to the sound of Jeff and his mother talking loudly in the kitchen. “Jeff, honey you are completely whipped for her”, you stifled a laugh hearing Jeff’s mom say that.

“What the hell ma? Listen I love y/n, but i wouldn’t say i’m whipped”. Jeff’s mom had to stifle a laugh at that. “Okay Mr. Tough Guy. It didn’t seem like that when I walked in on you being the little spoon.” You could imagine Jeff’s cheeks turning red at that. “Mom oh my god”.

You heard Jeff’s footsteps walking to his room so you jumped on the bed and pretended to be on your phone. “Hey baby, want some breakfast?” you nodded “Only if you make it for me ‘Mr. Tough Guy” you giggled.

[dirtydobrik]

crowded driveway - d.d.

plot (requested): Idk if you saw the story but more fans came to David’s house. Can you ad on that and have YN be pulling in the driveway and they aren’t public yet and the fans freak out and interfere

word count: 1000

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You turned the steering wheel and pulled on to David's street, noticing a small crowd outside the gate of his driveway. You took a deep breath, not sure how to approach the situation. You pulled your car off to the side of the road a few houses away from his and put it into park, flipping the headlights off so you wouldn't draw attention to yourself. You reached into the passenger seat to grab your phone, clicking on David's contact. He immediately asked if you were okay.

"I'm fine, but we have a slight problem," you sighed. "There's a whole bunch of fans outside the gate and I can't get through without them noticing."

"Damnit," he whispered, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "Just come through, there's nothing else we could do," he said and you froze. You and David had only been on a couple dates and his fans likely had no idea who you were or why you were there.

"Are you sure?" you questioned, tapping your fingers against the steering wheel. Your mind was racing, worrying what people would say. "I can just meet you at the restaurant," you suggested.

"No, we both don't need to drive to Malibu, especially not if we're there for the night," David insisted, before reassuring you that it would be okay to open the gate. The people standing around started heading towards the front door as you shifted into drive and swiftly pulled into the driveway. Instantly, the attention of the small group of fans shifted from David's front door to your car. They crowded around your door, trying to figure out who you were and why you were here. Even with your windows up, you could hear their overlapping voices.

"She's David's girlfriend," one insisted.

"No way, he doesn't have a girlfriend," another replied.

"She's probably just one of Taylor's friends," someone suggested, shrugging it off.

You leaned across the center console to grab your overnight bag from the ground and your purse from the passenger seat, trying to put on a brave face before facing the group.

You swung your door open and stepped onto the driveway. You were bombarded with questions and theories as you pushed through the crowd, not giving them any attention. Blinding flashes captured pictures that you were sure would end up on the internet as people guessed why you were at David's house.

"Guys, can you please go away?" Taylor shouted, opening the front door and giving you a smile as you stepped inside. The group were standing on the front steps, looking inside, hoping to catch a glimpse of David. "Dave's not going to talk to you guys, I'm sorry," she said, shutting the door and turning the porch light off, no longer giving them a view of David's house.

You gave her a quick hug and thanked her before walking into David's bedroom.

"You look hot," he breathed out, his eyes widening as he admired the black jumpsuit and red heels you were wearing. You rolled your eyes, secretly loving the flirty side of David that you hadn't ever seen yet. He was dressed in a button down and black jeans for your dinner date and his hair was relatively tamed. Your heels echoed across the wood as you walked over to give him a soft kiss.  

"You clean up nice," you chuckled, giving him another kiss.

David pulled up the security camera footage and saw the crowd of fans waiting for him to go outside was growing and let out a frustrated groan. There was no way for the two of you to leave without being seen.

"David, it's fine," you promised him.

He looked up at you, his eyes soft. "I'm sorry you have to deal with this," he whispered.

"It comes with the territory," you shrugged with a small laugh and a smile. You reassured David that things would be okay and followed him into the garage.

David threw your bags into the trunk and unlocked the car. You slid into the Ferrari, reaching across or David's hand and giving it a tight squeeze. He started the car and opened the garage door, the headlights illuminating the group of fans standing in the driveway. David's knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel with his left hand and carefully drove out. His right hand rested on your thigh and your hands were placed on top of it.

Their voices overlapped as they thought out loud, fighting for a chance to peep through the window and catch a glimpse at the two of you. The few that did see manage to see pointed out David's hand on your thigh, and they snapped pictures for the ones that didn't.

David drove slowly down his driveway, trying not to hit anyone, and you could tell he was anxious. He didn’t want to tell the internet he had a new girlfriend and you understood, but you both knew the news would spread like wildfire.

He drove slowly down his street, still tense as he turned on to another one.

"You can breathe now," you whispered, turning your head to look over at David, a smile on your face. You watched David's jaw relax and his grip on the steering wheel loosen as he breathed a sign of relief. The color returned to his knuckles and he gave your thigh a quick squeeze, glancing over at you, briefly making eye contact. He gave you a smile before turning to face the road.

He was much more relaxed as you had a lighthearted conversation, deciding not to worry about what was being posted about you two on social media until after the weekend. David's hand was wrapped in yours and as he drove, he occasionally lifted it up, peppering it with soft kisses.

Things between the two of you were comfortable and you felt safe. It didn’t matter what the internet was saying, you couldn’t be happier to be dating David.

[notenoughscotty]

Secrets Out J.W

   Summary: You had been dating Jeff secretly for a few months until the group finally finds out

Warnings: Some smut and swearing

     The running gag since I had become friends with the group was that I was quite innocent, not understanding dirty jokes and I become flustered when the group spoke about inappropriate topics. They constantly made jokes on purpose to see me blush and squirm, desperate to change the topic. To them apparently it was funny, to me it was uncomfortable and quite frankly embarrassing. 

     Jeff and I though got along very well, he became some what of a savior to me, letting the group know when it was enough. We became close very quickly and even began hanging out apart from the group. Although he was known as the flirt and of course as what most would consider a ‘fuck boy’ he was always very sweet and understanding with me. We started dating a few months back and its been amazing, and that’s because we haven’t told anyone. We agreed that it would be best to hold off and allow ourselves to date free of the jokes and ridicule for at least awhile. Not to mention that it was kind of fun, sneaking around and having it be our little secret. There were of course pros and cons to the situation, I of course would love to just be able to kiss my beautiful boyfriend as I pleased but it was better this way. 

     I was currently at Jeff’s for some alone time, we laid on the bed together watching movies, although I couldn’t help but sneak looks at the handsome man laying next to me every now and again, he noticed my timed glances and cuddled closer to me. 

“You like what you see?” Jeff joked, he kissed my neck gently, sending a shiver down my spine, I hummed quietly, not only as a response to his comment but also to his affection. I couldn’t help but stretch my neck to allow him to continue, he took my offer and continued to suck and bite at my neck, I reached for his hair, only aiding him to keep going, the movie was now only background noise. His hands traveling up and down my waist, I knew he was leaving marks but it felt too nice to even think about it twice. His hand reached to squeeze my ass, then traveling my thigh until he reached in between my legs, a whimper escaped my lips. He moved so that he was now hovering over me. I stared into his eyes, not able to understand how I was so lucky to be with a man so attractive and yet so sweet. I couldn’t contain my moans any longer and I wanted nothing more than for him to fuck me right now.

     A ringtone went off, I looked to see that it was mine, and it was Dave, I let out a groan, “I should probably answer it” I sighed, he nodded

     “Answer it” he responded, I reached for the phone and slid to answer the call, expecting Jeff to stop, but he didn’t, he kept going. 

     “Hey” I answered, Jeff removed his hand from between my legs, I felt relieved for a moment until I realized what he was doing, he slid his hand up, just for him to slide his hand into my pants, my breath hitched, desperately holding back a moan, I brought my hand down trying to push him away, but there was no way I could, I kept my hand on his arm though, as a desperate measure to keep him at bay

     “Hey, what’s going on? Can you come over? I need to film some stuff.” David responded, I swallowed hard

     “Uh” Just as I was about to respond Jeff slipped one finger in, I quickly pulled the phone away, as I choked, “Yeah, I can be there in like an hour” I tried to speak quickly, wanting this phone call to be over, “But I’m busy right now, so I have to go” 

     “Okay... I guess I’ll see you then” David had a suspicious tone to his voice but hung up none the less. As soon as the call ended I threw my phone down 

     “You’re an asshole” I groaned, Jeff only hummed, laughing slightly. 

      We collapsed down next to each other, trying to catch our breath. Once we had, I kissed him gently and turned to check my phone, I had multiple texts from David, asking when I would be there, also asking if I knew where Jeff was, he apparently hadn’t been answering him, I texted him telling him I had just texted Jeff and we could come together. David responded with a quick ‘okay’ and I told Jeff that I had volunteered him to come with me, he was fine with that, I took a quick look in the mirror to fix my hair and makeup, Jeff fixed his hair as well, he also threw me a sweatshirt, I gave him a confused look, wondering why he gave me that when it was fairly warm outside. He took his phone out and took a photo of me, my questioning look didn’t fade until he turned his phone around to show me the marks he had made. My eyes bulged at the sight, it looked like someone tried to kill me! I threw the sweatshirt on, checking one last time to be sure that they were covered. 

     We walked into the zoo that was Davids house. There were quite a few people there, mostly all on the couch. We waved to everyone and they acknowledged us back, we sat down on the couch, not sitting next to each other, trying to not look suspicious. 

“Why are you wearing Jeff’s sweatshirt?...” David began trailing off, his eyes squinting, staring intensely at me, I nervously squirmed, “HOLY SHIT! Look at her neck!” he exclaimed, heat washing over my face, he knew. David looked between me and Jeff, “You? and Jeff? Holy shit! How long has this been going on?” Jeff and I locked eyes, everyone was now looking at us and a murmur filled the room, everyone commenting. I supposed it was time we told everyone. Jeff got up and walked towards me, I stood so that we were now standing next to each other, he put his arm around me, taking over knowing that I was far too embarrassed to speak. 

“Yeah, we’re dating, we have been about four months.” He cleared the air, everyone shouting questions at the same time, making it sound like nothing but gibberish. “Okay, okay, one at a time” Jeff slowed them down, laughing slightly at the reaction. 

“How did you hide it for so long?” Zane shouted, it was a long day of interrogation from our friends and of course pressure from David to allow him to use the clip he got of him first connecting the dots. We ended up giving in, seeing as David was not backing down, and it had been long enough that we felt comfortable enough, to go public, our one condition was that he had to wait to post it until we made a post announcing it first. He took the deal... begrudgingly, but he took it. 

[vsquadgoals]

Can you write a Jeff x reader or Ilya x reader, don't mind who, have a baby and he sees her breastfeed for the first time maybe? Thanks x

Y/n and Ilya were finally bringing home their first little bundle of joy, he had gone outside to bring the car around to the front door while the nurses helped Y/n pack to rest of their belongings and pushed her wheelchair down to the exit. Ilya took the car seat holding their tiny boy and put it into the backseat making sure it’s nice and secure before grabbing the bags from Y/n’s arms and putting them in the passenger seat, he grabs her hand and helps her around the car and into the backseat next to the car seat. The drive back to their home is nice and quiet, the baby was still fast asleep and they were enjoying it while it lasted. Once they were home Ilya helped her out of the car and made her go inside promising her he would bring everything inside safe and sound. Y/n grabbed herself a bottle of water before sitting on their giant soft couch after slipping out of her shoes. “There are my boys.” She says softly once Ilya brings the car seat inside setting it on the floor next to her feet. She slowly takes Calvin from his car seat trying her best to keep him asleep. “Lovey, can you bring me some diapers and wipes please.” She calls softly toward where Ilya had disappeared to get the bedroom ready for her and Calvin to rest later. Soon he came around the corner diaper and package of wipes in hand, “Go lay down Y/n, I’ll change him and bring him into the room. I set up the bassinet next to the bed for you and put a water on your night stand.” Ilya says kissing her forehead and laying the baby on the couch cushion. Y/n agreed slowly making her way to the bedroom and laid down after changing into a more comfortable outfit, one of Ilya’s t shirts and a pair of sleep shorts. 

“Listen here bubs, you have to be good to your mama and feed without giving her any trouble.” Ilya coos to a now awake little boy staring up at him while he changes his diaper. Unfortunately Calvin was having a really hard time latching and it was taking a toll on Y/n more then she would like to admit and of course Ilya could tell, he could tell when something was wrong with Y/n no matter how well she thought she was hiding it. While she was in the hospital she met with a lactation specialist and they helped her as much as they could but now it was in her hands and little baby Calvin. Once he had a fresh diaper Ilya swaddled him tightly and made his was into the bedroom where Y/n was laying her eyes heavy with sleep. “Hi mama.” He says softly as he places Calvin into his bassinet, Y/n smiles sleepily at him holding her arms out. Ilya took the hint and laid next to her care to not hurt her and wrapped his arms around her as she nuzzled into him. Y/n quickly fell asleep in Ilya’s arms as he ran his fingers through her hair, once he knew she was in a deep sleep he slowly climbed out of bed and made his way to the living room, he wanted to clean the house a little and put a few things in order so that Y/n didn’t have to worry about too much when she woke up. 

It was about an hour later when Calvin started to fuss and Y/n’s eyes popped open and she say up trying to run the sleep from her heavy eyes. She carefully lifted the baby from his bassinet cradling him in her arms. “Okay baby boy, we’ve got this this time right?” She says getting comfortable before lifting her t shirt and desperately trying to get him to latch, Calvin fusses a little more getting frustrated unable to latch. Y/n takes a deep breath trying all of the different things the lactation specialist told her to do to help him latch, she leans her head back against the pillow trying to be calm to help him stay calm as well. “Come on Cal.” Y/n whispers rubbing her fingers against his cheek trying to help stimulate the suction he needs to latch, she hums softly rocking a little her eyes slowly closing as she lets him fumble a little. It’s not until she hears him stop fussing until she looks down and realizes that he’s latched and getting the milk he’s been working so hard for over these past few days. When Ilya looks into the bedroom to check on them he see’s Y/n looking down at a feeding Calvin tears streaming down her face. “Y/n?” He says slowly walking into the room concerned. “Are you okay Angel?” He asks finally by her side, she looks up at him sniffling. “He did it.” She chokes out before wiping away her tears smiling wide. Ilya looks down at Calvin whose eyes are fluttering shut as he sucks happily on her nipple. “Good job buddy!” Ilya coos leaning down and kissing Y/n’s tear stained cheeks. “I knew you both could do it.” He kissed her again on the lips this time. Ilya sighed happily before sitting on the bed next to her. All of his fears were suddenly drifting away as he watched his baby fall asleep happily in his beautiful fiance’s arms. He was so in love.

A/n: I hope you enjoy this one love! xx   

[rudysrings]

loved the take it slow imagine! maybe you could do a jeff one where the reader is a little younger than jeff (legal, of course) and after one of the others says something backhanded about it, he keeps questioning it in the back of his mind and maybe gets a little distant? literally just anything though, love a good jeff fic regardless! haha

A/n: Thanks a million for the ask; it’s freakin’ adorable. I don’t think I did it justice, and I’m not real proud of it, but for some reason, it wasn’t coming out as smoothly as I expected. I do apologize for that, but hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

You, Jeff, David, Natalie, Jason, Carly, Erin and Dom were sitting on David’s couch, finally relaxing since David had just uploaded that evening. You were tucked securely into Jeff’s side, his hoodie a soft cushion against your cheek, his arm encircling your waist to rest on your hip. Every once in a while, he placed a discreet kiss to your hair or your cheek or your forehead or your neck. You especially enjoyed the neck ones. You had your arms lazily around Jeff’s middle, listening to his heart beat through his chest. The two of you were fairly new, hence the touchiness, but something told you that this period of affection was going to last for you two.

You hadn’t been paying much attention to the conversation, only answering direct questions, having been on the verge of sleep. However, you of course tuned in when you felt Jeff tense, bristling as an involuntary reaction to Dom’s comment on you supposedly having Daddy issues. 

You heard Dom’s high-pitched laugh as he continued, “I mean… look at who she’s dating; Y/N’s practically jail bait!”

As everyone laughed good-naturedly, you rolled your eyes playfully, saying, “I’m nearly twenty three, guys, hardly jailbait.”

Jeff forced a smile; you could tell. You placed a hand over his chest in a subtle effort of reassurance, but you didn’t think it helped much. 

Jeff was quiet the rest of the night, and by the time you retired to bed, deciding to crash at David’s, he gave you a chaste kiss goodnight and promised to be back in the morning to pick you up, rushing off in a haste, before you could even ask what was up with him.

It wasn’t just you who decided to sleep over. Even Carly and Erin, who always went back home, decided to stay, mostly because you had all had a few drinks and no one was in any condition to drive. They would have asked Jeff to give them a ride, but of course, he was gone before they could even ask.

Right before Jeff reached the door, he stopped, turning around. He walked back over to you and said with a poker face, “Shit I forgot.” 

He took his hoodie off and pulled it over your frame, ruffling your hair with affection. It was a habit he had, giving you something of his if you had to sleep alone that night. It warmed your heart, giving you reassurance that whatever was wrong was something you two could get through. As long as Jeff kept trying, you would too.

“G’night,” he tossed over his shoulder as he left. 

You heard awwing behind you and blushed as you turned to see Carly, Erin and Zane swooning over the fact that Jeff had given you his sweatshirt.

You pulled the neck of it up to your mouth, covering your embarrassed smile and said, “SHUT UP!” 

The next morning, bright and early, Jeff was there as promised, extremely sweaty and still in the same clothes from the night before. You closed the door to David’s house behind you, and Jeff gave you a quick peck on the forehead, wordlessly leading you to his car.

He started driving, his fingers anxious on the steering wheel and confused, you asked, laughing a little. “Why are you still wearing what you wore last night?”

Jeff shrugged, “I was out all night.”

Your smile faltered. “Oh.”

He put a hand on your knee, stopping its incessant shaking. “I was out running, Y/N.”

That confused you even more. “What? You’re telling me that you were out running in the middle of the night in Los Angeles?” At his slight nod, you asked, “Are you out of your mind?”

Jeff chuckled darkly, “I just might be.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You make me.”

“WHAT?”

You were growing more and more confused with every sentence that left his mouth. 

Angrily Jeff slapped the wheel. “I mean-FUCK! Just look at us, Y/N! I’m nearly in my thirties while your fresh out of college!”

His shoulders slumped and you hissed. “Pull over, Jeff.”

“What-Why?”

“Pull over.”

When Jeff finally gave in, pulling off to the side of the road, you got out immediately, him following you.

You walked towards him, backing him up against your car door. “Is that what’s bothering you? That I’m a little younger than you?”

Jeff shrugged, staring at the ground in shame. You reached up, letting your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him up to meet your eyes. 

“Please talk to me,” You pleaded.

Jeff nodded. “Yeah-um, yeah, it’s just-what Dom said yesterday got me thinkin’…”

“Thinking about what?”

He leaned forward, gripping your hips tightly and resting his forehead on your shoulder. “Makes me wonder if it seems like I’m taking advantage of you or something. Like you’re arm candy.”

“Am I?” You asked, your hands shaking.

“Fuck, no.” Jeff responded instantly, lifting his head to look you in the eyes. “I know that’s not what we are.”

“Then what’s it matter what other people think?”

Jeff scoffed, “Because I don’t like my friends cheapening what we have.”

You smiled. “You might be older than me, but baby you’ve got a lot to learn. They can only cheapen what we have if you let them.” You brushed his nose with yours, still smiling.

Jeff huffed. “And I’m letting them, aren’t I?”

You shrugged, not wanting to push any blame on him.

He shook his head, grinning, “You’re fuckin’ adorable.”

“That’s because I belong to a younger generation,” you joked.

Jeff scrunched his face up, narrowing his eyebrows, but he couldn’t help the smile that overtook his perfect features. “You cheeky monkey,” he whispered before closing the gap between your mouths, sighing into your mouth.

[werewolfbansheelove]

Vlog Squad Masterlist

Jason Fluff

Natalie Smut

Todd smut

Corinna Fluff

Vlog Squad

[rainyuniversitypalaceeclipse]

Ok all you fanfiction writers I need your help (preferably people on wattpad but anything will do at this point)

I ran out of gay vlog squad fics

I read a l l of them

So I need sonebody to write more. Nobidy has to but I feel like the world needs more gay shit in it so just somebody please give me a nice homosexual non self insert fic please.

[dobrikburrito]

loved ones, d.d. & v.s.

words: 2.2k

requested by anonymous

Hi!! I love your writing sm you're amazing!!! Can I get a David fic where she's so nice and and always does stuff for all of them like the dishes when she doesn't have to or buys them presents so they all work together to do something nice for her

disclaimer: wholesome fluff.

⠀ 

One year ago

“Alright, Zane, I think that’s enough alcohol for tonight, baby.” You supported Zane having his arm around your shoulders. “Here, have this.”

Zane made a disgusted face. “What is that?”

“It’s just water, come on, take a sip.” You told him, but immediately rejected it.

Rolling your eyes, you took the cup away and then brought him the same cup again. “Ok fine, have it your way, here’s some vodka.”

And he happily drank all the liquid, which made you laugh and facepalm. “How is it?”

“That’s some tasty drink right there,” He nodded, approving the “vodka”.

“Aw, I’m glad you liked it.” You smiled, taking a paper towel and drying his sweaty forehead. His eyes were barely open and his body was trying to dance to the music, but ended up just moving oddly. “Hey, I have a fun idea. How about we eat some of these chips? I’m feeling reeeeeeally hungry.”

You brought a small packet of regular chips and gave him some to eat, which he obeyed like the good toddler he was.

After taking care of Zane for a couple of hours, he was sobering up and wasn’t going to pass out or have a ridiculous major hangover the next day.

“Thank you for helping me with him, (Y/N).” Heath softly smiled in appreciation.

“No problem, babe. Let me know how he wakes up tomorrow. I already gave him one Advil,” You informed your friend. Heath nodded and walked Zane to the car.

10 months ago

“Psst, hey. Dave, wake up.” You poked David while he was napping rolled into his comforter on the living room couch. He whined, you rolled your eyes. “Come on, you need to take your medicine.”

David mumbled something incomprehensible, but stood up a bit and took the pill and the bottle of water from you, barely opening his eyes. After swallowing it, he nodded in appreciation. “Thank you (Y/N),” Only to fall down on the couch again, sleeping.

Just recovering from a bad case of the flu, you spent part of your days at David’s making sure he was properly taking care of himself, which he usually wasn’t, hence the sickness. You cooked him some soup while he napped and cleaned the dishes for him. Jason came along an hour later to check up on him as well.

“Hey (Y/N), how’s David doing?” Jason approached you on the glass table by the kitchen and hugged you. “Uh, that smells good.”

“He’s been sleeping a lot, but I made sure he took his medicine and is properly eating actual food and not just Chipotle.” You hugged Jason back, stopping your own video editing for a while. “And I just made some soup, you’re more than welcome to join us.”

“David’s really lucky to have a friend like you around. Sometimes he’s just so reckless I want to punch him.” Jason looked at the blob that was David on the couch. “Actually, we’re all very lucky to have you around, you’re always taking care of us.”

“You’re cute, but I’m just being a friend, that’s all. We work so much that we forget that health is actually a real thing.” I laughed, shrugging.

“I’ll go wake him up to eat your soup then.” Jason kissed your head and you got up to pick up some plates.

8 months ago

Todd had his head resting on your lap, eyes closed, feeling your fingers running through his black strands of hair. Somehow he showed up at your door at 2:45 am, completely wasted, after drinking his feelings away because of another fight with Corinna. You were caught in the middle of this tornado since the moment they started to date, always listening to both sides, trying to reason with them and advising in what they should do.

You looked to the orange and pink sky through your living room window, it was probably around 6 am now. You’ve spent all these hours listening to a drunk Todd cry about how sad he was but couldn’t ever properly express his feelings to Corinna.

This time you chose to just listen and wear off the alcohol in his system, giving him water and all the protocol for him not to wake up a bigger mess. Your eyes shut for one second, giving that you were exhausted yourself.

Todd woke up after a couple of minutes and saw you there, taking care of him for the hundredth time again, only to sigh and get up to cook you breakfast.

6 months ago

You had scheduled to meet Kristen for a Saturday brunch, missing your time together. When you arrived, she was already there, Scotty sitting by her side. Instead of being mad, you just smiled watching them together from a far and seeing how much love they had. You reached them, hugged them tight and sat down, spending the next couple of hours talking about everything in your lives.

“Oh, shit, I almost forgot,” You shook your head, quickly slapping yourself in the forehead. “Here, I bought you this!” You smiled.

It was this lovely and big Buddha crystal figure with a lotus flower on the inside. It was written Kristen all over it. The look on her face was priceless and you clapped, excited.

“(Y/N), oh my God. This is amazing! I can’t take this, this looks super expensive.” Stunned by the figure, she didn’t even look at you, just kept admiring it.

“Oh please, yes you’re taking it. I saw this while I was looking for a new clock for my apartment and it was you all over it. I couldn’t not take it!” You smiled, sweetly. “And my channel is doing good, don’t worry about it!”

“What’s the occasion?” Scotty asked with a smile on his face, also appreciating how happy Kristen was.

“Can’t a girl give her best friend a random gift out of the blue just to see her cry?” You shrugged, being a little over dramatic for the joke.

“Oh my Gaaaaaaaah.” Kristen did a fake-cry and whine just to make you laugh.

4 months ago

“Jesus fucking Christ, what is the matter with you people?” You said, breathless. “Why do people do this to themselves willingly.”

Todd and Jeff stopped to laugh at you, a few feet down the hike from them. “Come on now, it’s not that bad.” Jeff joked, waving for you to reach them.

It was the beginning of the year and as much as Todd and Jeff were friends, they were still getting to know each other. You knew both of them, knowing that Todd and Jeff had just been through terrible break ups and could use each other’s help. So you managed to sneakily schedule the first hike they ever did together, using your bad habits as an excuse.

“Don’t look at me like that (Y/N), I’m not gonna carry you again.” Todd shook his head when I gave him my puppy eyes.

“God dammit,” You rolled your eyes and did a little power run to reach them. “Just go easy on me, why don’t ya?”

We kept walking together and a couple of miles in, Todd asked Jeff “So… How have you been since you broke up with Cierra?”

“Basically shit, man.” Jeff answered and they continued to talk about every aspect of their lives.

You smiled to yourself, mentally giving you a high five for your bromance cupid skills.

2 months ago

“Ooh, who’s that guy?” You scrolled through Corinna’s Instagram DMs while she was putting on make up before you both went out. I show her the profile picture for Tfue.

“Oh, it’s this streamer guy that I told you about, he’s nice.” Corinna took one look at it and went back to her make up.

Clearly, I clicked to go to his profile and started going through his pictures and videos. “Oh, he’s cute too. He’s very much your type.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” She chuckled while putting mascara on.

“You know exactly what I mean, don’t play dumb.” I laughed. “And he’s asking you out for next weekend! Why don’t you go out with him?”

“I don’t know (Y/N). I told you I needed to take some time after the whole Todd situation,” Corinna made some excuse.

“You did tell me that and you did take time, Cor. It’s been a few months now,” You knew how lonely she felt and you wanted for her to get back out there. “You’re not instantly going to get married to this guy or whatever other guy you go out with. But I think it’d be fun for you to see some new people, change weathers. Don’t think I haven’t noticed your anxiety rising lately. I know how you tic and you need to be social and have fun to destress.”

Corinna sighed and looked at me. “I hate how you know me so well,”

You shrugged. “I’m very proud of it, to be quite honest.” I made a proud face that made her smile. “C’mon, you have nothing to lose here.”

She gave you a quick smile which was enough for you to accept as a yes. “I’d love to hang out! When are you free? And send.”

“(Y/N)! Did you just message him?” Corinna was half shocked half amused.

“What? No.” You looked like a toddler who was just caught doing something bad.

“Oh my God, give me this.” Taking the phone out of your hand, she looked for his DM. “You’re the worst!”

“I think the words you’re looking for is absolutely unbelievably amazing.” You smiled. “Besides, I have a feeling you’ll be thanking me in the future, so… I do accept thank yous as louboutin shoes by the way.”

You walked out of her bathroom, leaving her chuckling.

Today

“Alright guys, here’s the deal. I just texted (Y/N) and she’s coming to my house.” David was sitting down by the living room with a bunch of the VS behind him. “She’s always taking care of everybody, so we decided to surprise her tonight.”

“Today is her half birthday. We decided to do this today so she wouldn’t suspect anything.” Corinna explained to the camera.

“When she arrived, I’m gonna blindfold her and walk her in,” David informed the viewers. “Then she’s gonna see all of this.”

Taking the camera, David got up from the ground and showed around his house, which was filled with all of the people who loved you and cared for you. The house was completely decorated with Cabaret, with performers and playful activities, which you absolutely adored.

“She’s gonna flip the fuck out,” Jason said to David’s camera. David laughed.

“50 bucks she starts crying,” David wagered.

“I’m on it!” Jeff shook David’s hands.

Once they saw your car parking in front of David’s house, he made his way out of the door, while Jason filmed everything from a hiding spot.

“Hey, thanks for coming!” David smiled at you and hugged you.

“Yeah, no problem. What’s up?” You didn’t even realize anything. Your hair was in a messy bun and you were wearing a clickbait hoodie and sweatpants. Every time one of your friends asked for you to come because they needed help, you never hesitated. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” David laughed, then showing you a black piece of cloth. “I’m really sorry but I have to blindfold you.”

“What?! David, no!” You whined and looked around, looking for the camera. “You don’t even have a camera, what? No! No wild animals! I still have nightmares because of the roaches and the scorpions.”

David laughed. “It’s none of that I promise, don’t you trust me?”

“No.” You blatantly said and the both of you laughed. “Fine, but if it’s something gross I’m going to kick you in the balls.”

“That’s oddly specific. Okay. Come on.” David said as you turned around and he blindfolded you.

Carefully, he helped you get inside the house, positioning you in the middle of the room. All cameras and phones were on you. “Okay, on 3 you can take the blindfold off. 1… 2… 3… go!”

The second that you took it off, everybody yelled “Happy Birthday!!” and popped a bunch of confetti sticks, shooting you with silly string, sour cream and bottled cheese.

“What the fuck?!?! It’s not even my birthday, David!!” You screamed, your eyes closed because there was so much silly string on your face. Everybody just laughed out loud and Corinna came to your rescue with baby wipes to help you regain your sight.

You looked around, seeing everybody and looking at the decoration. “You guys did this all for me? It really isn’t my birthday though, so I feel bad.” You were getting emotional.

“But it is your half birthday!” Natalie popped another confetti.

You did an “O” face. “Of course, I should’ve seen this coming.” You threw one hand up in the air, defeated. “I hate all of you,” You cleaned the tears from your eyes.

“God dammit,” Jeff paid David 50 bucks.

The party went on, you cleaned yourself and said hi to all of your friends, hugging everybody, taking pictures, having drinks and enjoying the night as the center of attention.

[imagineshere-forall]

REQUESTS

Still open, am slowly making my way through them but going through a lot with the pandemic and my best friend has just been diagnosed with cancer and i can’t see her due to the lockdown. 

Please send me some cute happy imagines to write! If you’ve sent me one, I am working on it and it should be up soon!

[isthisthingeven0n]

too little too late : j.w

brief summary: after an argument with jeff, you refuse to leave your bedroom and lock him out until he apologises for his actions (1k)

requested: yes by an anon!  warnings: angsty , but a happy ending i promise 

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“I just don’t fucking care! What about that don’t you understand?” Jeff yells, unable to stop the scoff leaving his lips as silence falls between you both.

There had been plenty of times in his life where Jeff knew he took things too far, scraped on the edge of humour into hurt. But he should’ve known looking at you after he raised his voice and saw tears brimming in your eyes he’d definitely taken it too far.

“I’m sorry, Y/n,” Jeff speaks softly as you shake your head, walking toward him.

A sliver of hope lines in Jeff’s heart as you stretch your arms out, resting them on his chest. “Get out.” You mutter and push with all your might causing Jeff to lose the last bit of hope that he hadn’t ruined things.

“Y/n, please,” Jeff tries to talk, but you ignore him until he’s stepping backwards, giving in as you slam the bedroom door in his face, turning the lock to ensure privacy. “fuck.” Resting his head against the door, Jeff sighs as he can hear you crying on the other side of the door, alone.

Turning away in defeat, Jeff walks with his tail between his legs into the living room to see several faces greeting him.

“What?” Jeff asks as Zane sighs whilst Heath and Matt lower their heads. Todd is the only person to look Jeff in the eyes as he shakes his head.

“You really didn’t hold back there.” Jonah comments as he walks into the living room from the kitchen, Nerf following behind him. “We could all hear you from out here.”

“You all heard that?” Jeff questions quietly, shame beginning to cloud his mind as Todd rises to his feet.

Patting Jeff's shoulder, Todd walks toward the spare bedroom as Jeff follows. Once the door is closed, Todd leans against it before turning to face his friend.

“Why would you say all that to Y/n?” Todd doesn’t hesitate to ask as he rests his hands on his hips whilst Jeff sinks into the bed.

“I don’t know,” Jeff starts as he thinks over the argument, how it started as a minor disagreement and escalated to new heights. “she just wouldn’t stop encouraging me with this new series we’re planning.” Jeff mutters, faintly hearing you in his mind telling him how good of an opportunity it’ll be if he just focuses on it.

“How awful, your girlfriend supports and encourages you?” Todd sarcastically remarks. “Are you guys not doing so good, is that it?”

“Not at all.” Jeff quickly responds. “She’s, she’s the perfect girl.” He smiles to himself, knowing it’s true. “It’s just been difficult lately, with us both at home now all the time and our work schedules are never in sync.” He carries on to explain in a calm manner whilst Todd listens.

“You gotta just talk to her, dude. Be calm, and collected. Oh, but apologise first.” Todd states as he sits beside his friend. “Just tell her the truth.” Todd adds.

“I can do that.” Jeff mutters as he and Todd clap their hands together before Jeff walks out of the bedroom and straight towards the locked door.

Standing outside of the door, Jeff raises his fist and knocks three times.

Silence follows until he hears you move around the rooom. “Fuck off, Jeff.” You sternly state as you wipe your eyes, officially tired of crying.

“No, I won’t, baby.” Jeff softly tells you, resting his hand on the door. “I want to talk to you, I owe you an explanation.” He pauses as you scoff loudly.

“Understatement of the century.” You mutter under your breath as you cross your arms.

“What I said earlier, when I yelled at you it was completely out of line and you don’t deserve that, ever.” He continues, leaning against the door now as he glances down to the handle, hoping to see it move. “And I can’t say I have a valid excuse for it, but it’s been hard lately, being here all the time and with our different schedules, I’m just feeling lost.”

You uncross your arms as you listen to him intently, having noticed the signs over the past few weeks. Jeff starts work later in the day and doesn’t finish until the early hours of the morning. Whereas you start at the crack of dawn, finishing not long after he sits down to edit videos.

“I shouldn’t have taken it out on you, and tell you that I don’t care because I do.” Jeff sighs. “I care so fucking much about what you think, about your opinions and advice. Honestly, Y/n, you’re the best person I’ve ever met.” His voice trails off as he inhales deeply. “So please, open the door doll, I wanna tell you the rest in person.”

Hesitantly, you reach down and turn the lock. Jeff can feel his heart rise at the sound of that quiet click, followed by the door handle bending and the door opening.

He watches as you appear behind the door, dried tears lining your cheeks as you smile weakly to him. “Hi.” You mutter, sniffing loudly as you fiddle with the hems of one of his many hoodies you now own.

“Oh Y/n,” Jeff steps closer and wraps his arms tightly around you. “I’m so sorry, truly, I am.” He mumbles into your hair as you bury your face into his chest, holding on with all your might as you force back a sob.

“It’s okay, Jeff.” You tell him as you loosen your grip around his waist, leaning back so you can look at him clearly. “What else did you want to say?” You ask, raising a brow.

“Oh,” Jeff chuckles under his breath before lifting one hand up and cups your cheek. “I love you, Y/n.”

You lift your hand up, resting it on top of his. “And you think I care?” You retort, watching his face fall for a moment before laughing light heartedly. “Baby, I’m kidding!”

Jeff rolls his eyes as you move your hand to the back of his neck.

“I love you too, doofus.” You mutter before closing the space between you both, forgetting the argument ever happened.