#Daniel seavey fanfiction

[upindreamland]

Sims and Episode - Daniel Seavey

Daniel Seavey x fem!reader (she/her pronouns) text imagine

Summary: Texts about Sims and Episodes leads to Daniel...fainting? (fluff)

Warnings: Pregnancy? Overall, cuteness

AN: So ummmm... I don't know what I was thinking when I wrote this but hopefully you like it! Also the sonogram is not accurate but hey it's okay

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AN: So that's it! Hopefully you guys liked it!

[21burritoseavey]

3, 11, 16, & 18 for the writer asks <3

thanks for the ask amber!

what order do you write in? front of book to back? chronological? favorite scenes first? something else?

i usually write in chronological order because it's the easiest:)

what aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing?

hmmm, honestly...i'm not sure...i feel like overall i've improved on just not overthinking my writing and just writing what i want if that makes sense.

are there any characters who haunt you?

i've never thought about this before haha but i always think about daniel, lennox and marigold from seasons change and jonah, daniel and avalon from qtvtp by the wonderful @chilling-seavey

were there any works you read that affected you so much that it influenced your writing style? what were they?

hmmm i think my writing has been inspired and affected by alot of work like some rom-com books i've read and especially fanfiction:)

[ewwhothefuckiski]

𝐵𝑎𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡- 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑂𝑛𝑒

𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑣. | 𝑁𝑒𝑥𝑡.

TW: strong language, mature themes, underage drinking and drugs, toxic relationships, implications of sex

A/N: first chapters will be kinda short as it's just the introduction of the story, as it goes on the chapters will get longer!!

Description: 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑔, 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦.

Taglist: @lotus-brekker-inn @harrystylesantidote lmk if anyone wants to be added

Being accepted into LA's performing arts college was something I never expected to happen. I was an average class high school girl who sung and had a passion for music. It was a long shot, but my best friend had convinced me to submit a video of me singing my application to get in.

And sure as shit, a few weeks before the semester started I got the acceptance letter in the mail.

Growing up I wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of Utah, and here I am years later freshly graduated from high school and packing my bags for LA.

I took a step back as I looked around my now empty room, soaking in what was happening.

"How's your packing going?"

I turned around to see my mom standing in my doorway, looking at me with sad eyes.

"You don't get to look at me like that." I snapped, quickly turning around and grabbing my suitcases.

"I'm going to miss you, I don't want you to leave." She sighed, most likely faking any emotion toward me.

"That sucks. You realize you pushed me away with your shitty parenting right?" I rolled my eyes as I pushed passed her. "I'll never forgive you for what you've put me through."

"Alex-"

I continued walking away, making my journey to the front door.

"Please don't go." She pleaded, now letting tears run down her face.

I turned around and walked outside, slamming the front door, and not looking behind me as I loaded my car and drove away from the place I once called home.

_

"Coffee for Jack!"

I groaned as I watched the guy who came in after me get his coffee. I had been standing here for 30 minutes and still hadn't got my order.

"Excuse me, why the hell did he get his coffee before me? I was here first." I asked the barista, who rolled her eyes at me.

"His was easier to make."

I turned around to be met face to face with him, a smirk tugging on the corners of his mouth.

"Don't get your panties in a twist princess, it's only a coffee."

I rolled my eyes and snatched the coffee from his hands, taking a sip.

"Then you won't mind me taking yours."

I turned around and flipped him off, walking out of the shop with his coffee in my hand.

I continued to walk down the street, heading back to my dorm when I turned the corner and ran directly into someone, nearly spilling his, well my, coffee.

"Oh my god I am so sorry!"

I looked up at the boy with curly hair and wide blue eyes.

"I wasn't looking where I was going I'm such an idiot I-"

I laughed cutting off his rambling. "It's ok, I wasn't paying much attention either."

He sighed with relief and let a small smile take over his features, showing his cute tooth gap as he stuck his hand out.

"I'm Daniel, I'm going to University right down the street."

I shook his hand and grinned. "Oddly enough so am I. Are you a music major?"

"I am actually. Well hey, since we're going to the same place, why don't we walk together?"

"Sounds like a plan." I smiled at the beaming boy and continued my journey to my dorm, this time with Daniel by my side.

"So are you from LA?" He asked, practically skipping as we walked.

"I'm not, I'm actually from Utah."

He turned and looked at me. "Utah seems like a cool place."

I snorted. "I couldn't wait to leave."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Fair enough. I'm from Organ."

"isn't that place like, super green?" I asked, taking another sip of my stolen coffee.

"Extremely. What dorm are you staying in?"

I paused as I tried to remember. "I'm in 23A, I haven't met my roommate yet."

"Oh wow, I'm in 27A, only a couple doors down." He looked down at me with the biggest smile on his face. "Turns out running into you was fate."

I smacked his arm and laughed. "There's no such thing as fate."

"I'd like to believe so." He shrugged and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Either way I'm glad I'm a clutz because I wouldn't have met you."

"Are you flirting with me Daniel?" I raised an eyebrow at the dirty blonde.

"Maybe just a bit."

[nonstoplover]

unbelievable ~ Daniel Seavey (song drabble)

my masterlist │my song drabbles

song i used as inspiration: why don't we ~ unbelievable

words: 3.4K

approximate reading time: about 10-15 mins

kinda warnings: okay so i don't actually know how Daniel's high school years and the start of his career were, and i changed a few things, please don't take it into consideration and just enjoy this xxx alsooo i'm not from the US, i have no clue how the school system actually works there. it's more like a huge flashback, moving over a couple years, but i felt like it was needed with his one

a/n: i felt like it’d only be truly appropriate if i did this song with one of the wdw boys. and i love Daniel more than anything. oops. oh and they announced a new album???? hell yes!!

(y/n)'s eyes lazily open and she blinks a few times while pressing her palm against her lips to muffle a yawn. As she takes in the room around her, it doesn't take more than a mere second for her (y/e/c) eyes to widen. It's not her room. And when she suddenly realises whose room it is, she lets out a gasp.

She's in Daniel's room. In his bed.

As her head moves around her surrondings, her body moves as well, and all of a sudden she becomes very much aware of how she's naked under the covers.

What-?

As she's about to finish the sentence and remember how she got in this situation, the bathroom door opens and Daniel walks out in nothing but a towel wrapped around his hips, water droplets falling from his just washed hair. (y/n) lets out a gasp, and all of a sudden she can remember everything crystal clear.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - flashback - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The (y/l/n) family moves to Vancouver, Oregon when (y/n)'s in the middle of freshman year. She has to transfer to a new school, something that scares the hell out of her. She's shy, she's nervous, and she's clumsy - a terrible combination.

And it's almost predictable how her first day eventually goes. On her way to her very first class, she bumps into someone as she reaches the top of the stairs on her way to find the right classroom in a hurry - as not at all surprisingly she's late - and all the papers in her hands fly all around as she falls down to the floor. An immediate blush paints her cheeks bright pink as she turns around to kneel on the cold ground, trying to collect everything whilst mumbling a quiet sorry towards the shoes of the other person.

"It's alright," she hears the voice of a boy coming from above her head before he squats down, helping her get the papers that flew out of her reach.

"Thanks," (y/n) mumbles yet again, still not daring to look up at him. Very good, (y/n), a perfect way to start your first day here.

But then suddenly a hand appears in front of her eyes, palm up and open for her to take it, and she caves in, raising her glance. She's immediately taken aback by the pair of impossibly blue orbs watching her, she's never seen such a colour. The boy's smiling at her, the kindness in his eyes radiant and making her much calmer within a moment. It feels like as long as she has this boy in this school, everything will be alright.

She dreamily accepts the held out hand, still lost in those icy yet still warm ocean coloured eyes. He pulls her up with seemingly no effort, and they stand in silence for a couple seconds, their hands still linked.

"You're new here, right?" The boy finally speaks up, his voice just as gentle as his expression, and it wakes the girl from her thoughts. The shyness comes back within a moment and she simply nods, not knowing what to actually say, but the boy doesn't seem to mind as he continues speaking. "I'm Daniel."

"(y/n)," she answers, and his smile widens, moving their hands in a shaking motion.

"Nice to meet you."

"You too."

The next moment a door slams shut in the distance and it reminds both of them that they should be somewhere else. (y/n) swiftly looks down at her paper to remind herself which classroom she should find, then moves her head back up, glancing up and down the corridor, trying to decipher which way to go.

"Can I help you?" Daniel asks her, seeing her obvious uncertainty. "Which classroom?"

He steps closer to look at the paper and she points at the proper part, trying to steady her slightly shaking fingers. Daniel nods and points towards their left, telling her the exact direction. A relieved sigh escapes her lungs as she adjusts the strap of her backpack on her shoulder, thanking the boy once again. He was a lifesaver.

"Okay, then. See you!" Daniel waves and after she smiles, nodding at him, he turns around and jogs down the stairs, soon disappearing from her sight.

(y/n) blinks a couple times, trying to concentrate on the things ahead of her instead of thinking about the boy. She follows his instructions and finds the classroom in no time. After a quick excuse to the teacher, telling him that she got lost (which was actually true - just not the whole truth), and a similarly quick introduction she sinks down in an empty seat.

It doesn't take long till the image of the boy - Daniel - comes back to her mind, pushing all other thoughts out.

She has never seen such an attractive boy before.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

The next time Daniel asks her how she's feeling, how's the new school for her and they talk for a couple minutes before the bell rings and they have to part.

After their first accidental (and literal) bumping into each other the same thing kept on happening every other day. The first few times it happened they just smiled at each other, saying hello and moving on, but when they collide for the sixth time, it's just too funny to let it pass like that and Daniel comments on how interesting it is that it happens so often, and they share a proper laugh.

The next time (y/n) compliments his T-shirt that has one of her favourite band's logo printed on the middle part and it sparks a new kind of conversation they decide to continue at lunch break. (y/n) tells him where her last class before the break will be and he waits for her right outside the door as soon as class ends and they walk to the cafeteria together, already immersed in the conversation.

They find other shared favourites and hobbies which leads to more and more, longer and longer conversations, and after a while talking in school just doesn't seem enough. They start meeting every other week outside of school, sitting in fast food restaurants and walking around the city, talking endlessly until their vocal cords start hurting.

By the time summertime comes, they're close friends, purposely hanging out every other day, and it becomes harder and harder for (y/n). The previously childish feelings - crushing on the boy - seem to turn more and more serious with every single second she spends in his company.

His personality keeps her amazed, how many things they have in common, how honest, kind, selfless he so effortlessly and always is. And after the first time she hears him play music, she's absolutely mesmerised by his talent.

And don't even get started about how his eyes sparkle when he talks about something he loves, how his smile lights up his whole face and makes everyone around him want to smile right back. How perfect of a body he has...

And literally everything about him (y/n) finds perfect. She's falling hard, deeper and deeper as the more time passes, and there's nothing that could stop it.

What (y/n) doesn't know is that Daniel is starting to feel the same way. He finds himself think more and more often about how she's everything he ever needed. He's just not sure if she feels the same way, and there's no way he'd sacrifice the amazing friendship they had for such a foolish thing.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

When Daniel auditions for American Idol and eventually finishes in the top 9, (y/n) feels happier than ever, proud of her friend's success and glad that finally other people start to realise his extreme talent as well. While he's away, she misses him terribly, but pushes it to the back of her heart and mind, not letting it affect her mood and eventually let Daniel know about it. It's better if it stays hidden.

And when it's hard for him back in Vancouver, back in the school, she always has his back. He can always count on her standing up for him against all the petty students who make fun of him.

And when his success starts coming back, she's still there, right by his side - making it hard for Daniel to leave town to move to LA and start a band, but she practically orders him to go. His talent needs to be seen (and heard) by the whole wide world.

They keep in touch all the time, occasionally meeting (every time Daniel flies back to Vancouver - which isn't that often), and their friendship doesn't fade a single bit. They stay just as close as before, which is why Daniel invites (y/n) to LA to accompany him to the celebrating party of the release of Why Don't We's first album.

Though it doesn't take them long before they feel like it's enough and sneak off together to just aimlessly wander the streets, half-drunk from the bottles of booze in their hands, stumbling around, just laughing and having non-stop fun.

And then somehow their steps lead to Daniel's place, back to his room they spent the afternoon in and set off to the party from, leading to things escalating pretty swiftly.

- - - - - - - - - - end of flashback - - - - - - - - - - - -

"Good morning," Daniel chuckles, seeing her wide eyes.

"Good mo-" she subconsciously starts answering before swiftly shaking her head and changing her words. "What? How?"

"Which part?"

Daniel moves closer to the bed, a grin still sitting on his lips as he sits down on the mattress. His hands moves on instinct to grab the girl's but mid-movement stops himself, suddenly uncertain of how (y/n)'s feeling.

"I don't know, the whole thing," she whispers, looking away.

If Daniel says it was only a one night stand, her heart will be permanently shattered, she knows that. It's one thing to hide your true feelings from your best friend and another very different thing to hide those very feelings after sleeping with him.

"Actually, forget I said anything. I'll go pack," she clutches the sheet to her body, wrapping herself completely in it as she moves to stand up and gather her clothes that lay all across the floor. The embarrassment she feels is the worst she has ever felt and she just wishes Daniel would disappear from the room, or at least take his piercing eyes off of her.

"Do you regret it?" Daniel asks, the slight hurt he tries to hide still obvious in his voice.

"I don't know," (y/n) repeats her previous words.

That's how she feels about the whole situation. She doesn't know anything. What's going on, why it happened in the first place, what's gonna happen now.

She dares to cast a short glance back at the boy, and the sadness on his face makes her regret saying it, even though it confuses her even more. Why would he be sad? But seeing him like that has always been something that broke her heart, so she opens her mouth and says the first thing that comes to her lips.

"I mean, I don't want it to ruin our friendship. But it was great."

As soon as her mind comprehends what she actually said, (y/n) frowns, raising a hand to hide her face behind it. This is the worst thing she could've said. A moment later she feels the material around her body loosen with only one hand holding onto it so she swiftly removes the hand in front of her face to grip it again.

Her eyes land on Daniel and his unreadable expression. What is he thinking?, she wonders. I wish I knew.

"Isn't it a bit too late to worry about that?" His bitter voice enters her mind a couple seconds later, and he ends the sentence with an equally bitter, dark chuckle.

"Is it?" (y/n) asks back, eyes widening again as the realisation hits in that it might be the end of their friendship. She might lose her best friend in this very moment.

"I'm not sure I'd be able to go back to displaying no feelings after this," Daniel admits with a shrug, standing up from the bed to move to his desk instead, grabbing his phone as if he's trying to signal that on his end, the conversation is over.

What?! What did he say?

(y/n) feels too shocked to be able to say something sensible as the boy's words float around her brain. She tries to make sense of them. Did he say what she thinks he did? Did he mean it like that?

"What-" she speaks up, but her voice is so hoarse she has to pause and clear her throat before she could continue. "What do you mean?"

Daniel looks up from his phone, the screen lighting up his face from under. A water drop falls from the strand of hair that escaped from the rest of his hair and fell in front of his eyes and (y/n) follows its movement before returning her glance to his face.

"I mean, there's no point in hiding it anymore, I guess," he shrugs once more, his face still like a mask, unreadable and emotionless. "I like you. I do ever since sophomore year. Hell, I don't like you. I love you. I felt this way for long enough to know it's already love."

(y/n) sucks in a breath, and her heart feels like stopping - at least it skips a beat. All these years she has been wanting to hear these words so bad coming from Daniel's lips, yet they never did. And now he has just said them as it was nothing special, nothing extraordinary. As if he was talking about the weather when actually he was making her heartbeat fasten rapidly and her head start spinning endlessly.

As she tries to gather her thoughts to be able to express how happy he made her, she sees Daniel move from the corner of her eyes. He locks his phone, tossing it on the bed and taking a step towards the door. Then another one. And another.

(y/n) watches it happen in slow motion, only her mind spinning fast to find the best solution to stop him. And as if a magnet pulls her in, her body moves towards him on instinct, getting in his way before he reaches the door, stopping his walk. She raises both hands to grab his face and the sheet immediately falls down to the floor, but she couldn't care less.

It's not like he hasn't seen me naked.

And what she's about to do is much more important than the fact that she's entirely naked.

Just as Daniel's eyes widen, she pushes herself up to stand on her tiptoes and she leans in right away, pressing her lips to his without hesitation. For a moment he seems frozen under her touch, but she just keeps kissing him until he eventually melts and gives into her, his arms moving around her torso and pulling her flush against him as he kisses back with such a force it makes (y/n)'s heart beat even faster - so fast she fears it would be too much for the organ and it'd give up beating.

But she doesn't stop the kiss, just enjoys the moment to the fullest, now without any distraction from the slight amount of alcohol running in her veins last night that made everything a little blurry. Now she's in the moment a hundred percent, giving her all into it, feeling every single thing crystal clear.

How Daniel tastes - some kind of mint toothpaste -, how his damp hair feels in-between her fingers as she subconsciously tugs on his locks, how all of the places their skin touch feel like burning, how his strong arms keep her secure in his embrace, how he smells - the shampoo and the body lotion they bought when once he asked her to help him choose one.

And throughout it all, his previous words keep repeating inside her mind, making her the happiest every time, again and again.

It's perfect. Everything is perfect.

When they run out of breath, their lips part, but their foreheads connect instead, touching the other's delicately.

"What was this?" Daniel mumbles, the small breath he lets out whilst speaking tickling the skin of her lips.

"I thought it was obvious," (y/n) giggles in response.

"Not for me, please use your words, too," he asks, and even though she can see that mesmerising, electrifying sparkle in his eyes that lets her know that he knows exactly what she means, she's more than happy to give him what he wants and say the words she has wanted to say for years out loud.

"I love you, Daniel."

His whole face seems to light up even more as he hears the words. "Thank you," he whispers before moving in yet again, pressing feather-like kisses against her lips, then moving around her whole face, across her collarbone and shoulders.

Then slowly, very slowly he draws back, smiling at her so wide it slits his face in two. His arms loosen around her torso and he moves a tiny bit further. Looking deep into her eyes he waits for a moment, just enjoying the moment as it is, peaceful, happy and filled with endless love. Then he opens his mouth again.

"Get ready, we're going out for breakfast."

(y/n) chuckles, then a thought pops in her mind and she smirks up at the boy. "Are you asking me out on a date?"

"If you're asking me, I think we're way past asking out, but yeah, it's a date," he grins back.

"Okay, true. But this is the first official one!" (y/n) winks before lowering her arms from their position wrapped around Daniel's neck. Her fingers travel down his chest and abdomen and she takes a step back, swiftly leaning down to grab her clothes and making her way to the bathroom.

Midway there she hears a whistle from behind her back and she glances back above her shoulder to see Daniel standing with the sheet she has previously dropped to the ground in his hands, a naughty smirk on his face, his eyes glued to her body. She rolls her eyes and shakes her head at his action before entering the bathroom and closing the door behind her.

Leaning against it, she lets out a deep breath. It feels like as if a huge rock has just rolled down from her chest. She doesn't have to hide her feelings anymore. Daniel knows. And he feels the same way.

She steps further inside the room, placing the clothes in her hands down on the closed lid of the toilet when a new idea pops in her head. She ponders about it for a moment even though from the smile that spreads on her face in an instant she already knows she likes the idea way too much to stop herself now.

"Daniel!" She calls out throughout the door and within a moment she hears him answer back with a simple 'yeah?' . "Could you please borrow me one of your shirts for today?"

For a second everything stays silent. (y/n) temporarily holds back her breathing so she could hear everything coming from outside the bathroom better and it's not long until she hears Daniel's steps growing louder and louder before a gentle knock sounds against the door. Though before she could answer, he's already opening it, stepping inside with a shirt in his hand. It's (y/n)'s favourite.

"You can have it forever, not just for today," he announces playfully, then his eyes swiftly move down her body and back up. "Can I join you?" His head signals towards the shower.

(y/n) raises an eyebrow and tilts her head as if she needs to give it a thought. Daniel takes a half step towards her, his fingers already playing with the towel around his waist. It's clear that he'd love it if she said yes to his question and he's more than happy to get rid of that towel, but it's also clear that he'd do nothing but understand if she said no. And it's something that makes her heart flutter with extreme happiness and adoration.

She thinks about teasing him even more, but watching his waiting posture and intensely sparkling eyes she knows she couldn't take it and her head moves in a simple but clearly visible a nod and in a single moment Daniel kicks the door behind him shut, the material around his body falling to the tiles as he marches the rest of the way towards her with an insanely attractive and mischievous grin playing on his lips.

.::the end::.

my masterlist

[smolboiseavey]

“Hey, that’s my song!” // Daniel x Reader

word count: 1k

warnings: cheesy, kind of gross, wrote it in literally like 45 minutes, also inspired by tiktok

soulmate au where you can hear what your soulmate is listening to and vice versa. really fluffy and there's like no plot at all lol

hello I'm back from the dead

call me Taylor swift (Bri added this in)

Okay so 

Basically this doesn't make any sense logically but its a tiktok thing and i wanted to write about it

So

Here we go

One day, you’re just chillin

And all of a sudden, you hear quiet music in the back of your mind 

Like it wasn’t playing out loud like you originally thought, but rather playing inside your head

Confused, you turn to the internet for answers

A quick google search later, you find out its a type of soulmate link

The link allows you to hear what song they’re listening to

And whoever they were, definitely had good taste

It didn’t sound familiar, but it slapped

You couldn’t hear it well, but you did pick up a few lyrics

So you wrote them down immediately, determined to find said song

Because it slapped 

THAT hard

Like she was a banger

Bopping

You were jamming along, when it suddenly stopped

With a shrug, you decide to go along with the rest of your day

The song, beyond any doubt, has stuck in your head since then

Meanwhile over at Daniel’s…

He was working on a song in the studio, but what's new

Absolutely nothing

Nada

N e way

Humming along to the beat he was creating, you could say he was really in his divine state

Slowly but surely, he heard a melody in his noggin

A familiar tune filled his earsIt was a song by lauv, who happened to be his friend

He didn’t really remember the name of the song, but he was definitely familiar with it

“Good choice, soulmate.” he mumbled to himself

“What was that?” Jonah asked, “Did you say something?”

“Yeah,” he replied, “my soulmate is listening to a song right now.” 

“Oh cool, i didn’t know you had that link but it's very fitting for a very musical mans like you.”

“Yeah man.” Daniel says with a small smile, “she has nice flavor.” 

Okay back to you

A week has gone by, and youre on your way to a cafe

Fast, right? Well I'm lazy

We zoomin

Also pretend we aren't in a pandemic and they can actually go outside and go to cafes and interact with people without dying

After hearing the song, you tried looking it up

But to no prevail, you came out empty handed

Maybe the song wasn’t out yet?

Was your soulmate a musician???T

hat would be pretty sweet, if you ask me

Anyway

You know what’s super funny? 

Daniel is also there

Crazy!!! Its totally not like i’m writing this to make it work

You walk up to the cashier 

Humming the tune you originally heard

Because she do be stuck

Get some goo be gone

Because she's sticky

Daniel happens to be right in front of you, but since you happen to have no clue who they are for some reason

you don’t notice theres a lowkey famous person right under your nose

As you’re humming away, attention on the menu in front of you

Daniel NOTICES

He notices something…

Sus

He hears a melody, which sounds new but also very familiar

When suddenly it hits him

Its his song!!!! 

But the one that isn’t out yet

How would they know??? What is this?? What am I???? 

He turns

!!!!!

And he’s faced with you

You, who by now has spaced out, does not notice

Come on man, why 

I guess thats on me tho

He taps your shoulder

“Hey.” he says

“Hi.” you reply, “Can i help you?”

“Yeah, actually. What is that you’re humming?”

You look down at your feet with a sheepish smile. 

“I actually dont know.”

He gives you a weird look, but shrugs.“It’s a good melody, I like it.”

“Same here! I think my soulmate played it, thats the only reason why i know. Do you happen to know the song???”

He grins at you

And breaks out into a laugh

Haha

“Actually, that's my song you’re humming! Its not out yet tho.”

And then you go :000000

“No way! That’s crazy man.”

“Yeah,” he says, “i have no idea how you know it. Maybe your soulmate is like one of my producers or something.” 

“Yeah...crazy.” 

You frown a little to yourself

The man before was pretty good looking

A swell looking fellow if you do say so yourself

You definitely would not mind if HE was your soulmate

he probably isn't tho, he’s way too hot

“I can take who’s next!” the barista at the cashier yells.

“Oop, i guess that’s me.” mystery man says, before turning away.

After that you get your drink and sit down, and realize mystery mans is sitting across the room

Putting your headphones in, you decide to get to work and stop thinking about the boy

Humming along with the song playing, you type away at your assignment or whatever you’re working on

That's up to you, its your work not mine

Daniel, sitting there also happens to think the same thing as you

What if YOU were his soulmate? That would explain why you knew the melody to his song when it wasn't scheduled to come out for another like month

All of a sudden, a song cuts into his thoughts

He looks up at you, and sees that you are also listening to a song

And…

Happen to be humming along to the exact song he hears right now

Wow

Thats crazy

Totally didn’t see it coming

Right??? Sure

Immediately, he jumps up from his chair

I’m pretty sure it like fell and made a loud sound

But he’ll worry about that later

He BOLTS over to you

You, on the other hand, do not realize anything that’s going on because you have airpods in (or whatever headphone you use idk)

A song by your FAVORITE ALL TIME BAND who definitely is NOT why dont we…

Is blasting as you work away

So loud you don’t even realize daniel slide into the seat in front of you

When he gets there, he realizes it’s definitely you

Your music is so loud, he can hear it from where he’s sitting

He taps your laptop, and you pause your music, taking an earbud out

“WHy are you here? Can i help you?” you ask the stranger from before

“Hi, my name is daniel. Daniel seavey, to be exact. I think i’m your soulmate.”

That's it the end cliffhanger

And then kiss kiss fall in love 

Maybe 

[hemmingshouse]

https://my.w.tt/EpD4861ySab

[myrandom-fandomlife]

If anyone wants some little wdw blurbs or something you could 100% send some asks in, I’m so willing to write them. I’ll write for all the boys except Jack because it feels weird to write about him with Lav and all.

Pretty much anything, fluff, angst, smut. I can’t promise anything will be good but I’ll do it.

[hookedonseavey]

“Don’t go.”

summary: daniel came back from tour the night before, and his girlfriend should really be getting to school, but he’s testing her resolve. disgustingly fluffy, y’all.

word count: 1.2k

warnings: none. like one swear word. does that even merit a warning on this site, though?

a/n: this one is based on three different requests lol. three birds, one stone, y’know? I had two different requests from anons about daniel not letting you out of bed (“Daniel refusing to let you out of bed in the morning and once you finally get out of bed you are sitting on the floor doing your makeup in front of the mirror and Daniel comes and lays his head in your lap and falls back asleep” + “Can you write a Daniel or Jack imagine where he comes home from tour and he’s being super clingy towards Y/N and all he wants to do is cuddle and Y/N goes to collage/job and he doesn’t want her to go?”), and another one from the prompt list that fit in well with this. this one was super fun to write, so hopefully you guys enjoying reading just as much!

prompt: “Don’t give me that puppy dog face.  How am I supposed to say no to that?”

The clang of the alarm on my phone dragged me from the depths of sleep for probably sixth time that morning, and I sighed heavily as I rolled over to put it on snooze yet again.

Daniel groaned from behind me and rolled towards me, letting his arm drop heavily across my waist. "Just shut it off, babe," he slurred. "We're both so tired, just stay home."

I groaned. "I wish I could," I said sleepily, letting my eyes drift shut as Daniel's hand slipped under my shirt to drag his fingertips along my stomach, raising goosebumps on the skin. "But I have to go to school, I have a presentation today."

"I've missed you so much, babe, can't you do the presentation another day?" he mumbled against my skin, lips brushing the back of my neck and sending a shiver through me. I wriggled under his arm and turned over to face him, bringing a hand up to his cheek and kissing him softly.

"I've missed you, too, baby boy. So much. But I have to go in today, I don't have a choice." Daniel had come home from tour around 6 pm last night wide awake with jet lag. Because of this, neither of us got to sleep until around 3 in the morning, so my 7 am alarm was a very unwelcome interruption.

"No," he said, his eyes still closed but the hint of a smirk evident in the corner of his mouth. "You're staying in bed with me." He tightened the arm encircling my waist so we were plastered together, front to front.

"Daniel," I whined, half-heartedly trying to push away from him. "Let gooooo."

"Never," he murmured, wrapping his other arm around my back and pulling me impossibly closer, burying his face in my neck. A breathless sigh escaped my lips as I let my eyes fall shut again. This was my heaven, wrapped up safe and warm in his arms after missing him every single night for months. I felt the tendrils of sleep start to curl around me, threatening to pull me back under, when my alarm went off again. Daniel released me so I could make the blaring noise stop, and this time I actually looked at the time before putting my phone back on the nightstand: I had less than an hour to get to school and I wasn't even dressed yet. I groaned again in annoyance and started to lift my tired body out of bed. Daniel grabbed my arm before my feet touched the floor, and with more strength than someone who was supposedly half-asleep, he yanked me back into bed and into his arms. "Don't go."

"Dani, c'mon, I'm gonna be late…"

"Sucks for you." He still had his eyes closed with his head resting on my shoulder.

"Seriously, babe, I have to go," I said, craning my neck to look down at him and reaching under the covers to poke him sharply in the ribs. He yelped, his eyes popping open in surprise.

"Ouch - hey!" While his guard was down, I was able to squirm out of his grasp and roll off the bed, somehow managing to land on my feet and walk over to our walk-in closet with some of my dignity still intact while Daniel continued to protest loudly. As I was walking away, Daniel leaned across the mattress and lazily propped himself up on his elbow. "Baby, no, come back," he said pitifully, his voice still husky with sleep as he reached out after me. My heart threatened to break at his longing tone.

"When I get back from classes this afternoon we can cuddle…" I said while hurriedly shedding my pajamas and putting on underwear, shoving my legs into a pair of jeans.

"You realize we have four months of cuddling to make up for, right?" he said. I pulled one of Dani's sweaters over my head and walked back out into the bedroom to see him sprawled out diagonally across our bed with his head towards the foot of the mattress. "And, y'know… lots of other catching up to do…" he trailed off suggestively, bringing my thoughts back to the night before. Okay, so maybe jet lag wasn't the only thing that kept us up late... I tried to ignore the slow burn in the pit of my stomach that made itself apparent at the thought of how he'd taken care of me last night. He looked up at me pleadingly with those big blue eyes, still a little puffy from sleep and looking absolutely angelic. I stood at the foot of the bed and shifted my weight, putting a hand on my hip. This man was unbelievable.

"C'mon, Dani, don't give me that puppy dog face. How am I supposed to say no to that?"

"You're not supposed to," he said, blinking up at me innocently. My resolve started to crumble, but a glance at the clock set me back into motion. I walked over to the ensuite bathroom so I could put on my makeup.

"I’m going to school, Daniel," I said over my shoulder.

"Nooooo," he whined. I heard him roll over in the bed again. "Please, babe, at least let me look at you a little longer." I huffed indignantly, grabbing my makeup bag off the bathroom counter and taking it out into the bedroom.

"You're lucky I love you," I said, lowering myself to the ground to sit in front of the full length mirror on Daniel's side of the bed and setting my makeup bag on the floor next to me.

"Damn right I am," he said, making me chuckle. I was putting on eyeshadow when I heard a thud on the floor behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw Daniel on his hands and knees, hair sticking up in every direction as he crawled towards me across the floor.

"What are you doing?" I asked, eyeshadow brush poised in midair. I watched as he silently crawled up next to me and lowered his head onto my lap.

"I just wanna be close to you for a little longer before you leave," he said lowly, his eyes falling shut again as he nestled into his position. My heart squeezed in my chest at the simplicity and sincerity of his explanation. Sometimes I forgot that being apart was just as hard for him as it was for me; even though he was busy with the boys, he still ached like I did every night to be held. Looking down at him nearly asleep in my lap, I lost all willpower and put my makeup brush back in its bag. Screw it, I’ll just tell prof I was sick or something.

"Hey, Dani…" I coaxed gently, rubbing my hand back and forth over his shoulder. He stirred a little and hummed quietly to let me know he was listening. "I'm gonna stay with you today."

He smiled smugly, his eyes remaining closed. "Good."

"You wanna go back to bed?"

"No, here's good." I rolled my eyes and dragged my fingers through his messy hair.

"You're a giant baby," I teased.

"But I'm your baby.”

"And I'm yours."

thank you so much for reading! and thank you to the anons for the requests, these were so stinking cute and fun to play with. much love 💖

[fineappleonapizza]

Unexpected (Daniel Seavey)

uhm so I did a thing?? this is the first anything i’ve ever written so it probably sucks and im sorry but I figured if I wrote it, might as well put it out?? & I have a sequel in mind, so let me know if yall would be interested!

Description: When an unexpected day turns into an unexpected fight with an unexpected ending.

Warnings: Sad ending, cursing

Word count: 2,120

You fell into the couch as a sigh escaped your lips. Spending your spring break holed up in Daniel’s apartment was not in the plan. You were supposed to be spending time with him before your break was over and he had to go back on tour. You guys hadn’t been able to find a lot of time to talk lately, and you could tell that the long distance on top of the lack of communication was wearing on the both of you. So when he had gotten the call this morning about a studio opening up last minute and an emergency session being called and you were left alone, you were disappointed. You had tried throughout the day to get caught up on some homework or some work emails, but that hadn’t gone very well. Then you tried to find something to watch on Netflix or a video on Youtube, but all that was on your mind was the fact that you were supposed to be with your boyfriend right now and you hadn’t even heard from him in 8 hours. You understood he was busy with work, and part of you loved him for his constant dedication and drive, but the other part of you was stuck wondering why you were here alone. If this was maybe 6 months ago, Daniel would have taken you to the studio with him, or at least tried to facetime you or something during a break. You grabbed your phone from the side table and shot Daniel a text asking if he would be home soon, you were thinking or getting dinner and wanted to know if you should get something for him. Daniel responded saying he would probably be a couple of hours still and to just get something on your own, but that he would make dinner tomorrow to make up for missing out on the day today. You weren’t surprised, things like this had been happening for a while now, but that didn’t mean you didn't feel the pang of hurt in your chest. You grabbed a jacket and your phone and slammed the door behind you. This is stupid, you thought. Here I am in the middle of Los freaking Angeles on my spring break ALONE walking to who knows where to find something to eat because my boyfriend has left me alone all day and-

“Ugh!” You didn't even know anything around here that was that good, where were you going?! You dialed Anna’s number and hoped more than anything she answered so you could find some damn food.

“Hey Y/N, how’s it going?!”

“An, hi. How’s Portland?”

“It’s great, I always love coming home, it just feels different than LA, you know?”

Yeah, I know. “Yeah, I get you. Hey, I don’t mean to keep you from your friends, I was just wondering what some good food around here was? I'm on my own for dinner tonight.”

“Alone? Daniel is at the studio i’m guessing?”

“Yup.”

“Uh, well, there’s always In’ N Out. Langer’s is good. Egglsut, too. There’s a lot of places around the apartment complex, but those are more like snacks and things rather than meals.”

“Got it, thanks girl. Have fun!”

You found some place that sold chicken strips and ordered a mango smoothie and, after walking around downtown for a while, headed back towards the apartment. Thank God for GPS.

Daniel was sitting on the couch, already showered and changed, when you had gotten back.

“Oh. I thought you were supposed to be late tonight.”

He glanced up from his phone and smiled. “Session let out early, come here.” He pulled you down so your head was on his lap and his fingers threaded themselves through your hair.

“You could’ve called or something, I was out alone and I missed you.”

“I know, but I was tired and figured you were having fun exploring.”

“Not really… it would’ve been more fun with you.”

“Babe, I know. I wish we could’ve spent today together. I know you have to go home soon and then we’ll be back to only facetime and stuff, but we have this new song we’re working on and we have to put ad-libs on still, and with tour coming up we won’t have professional studio time, and it’s just crazy.”

“Mhm, that sounds like a lot.” You hummed as he stroked his fingers through your hair and felt your eyes begin to close. “I miss you D.”

“I miss you too, babe.”

“No, not like, being with you. But you. I miss you. Talking to you like this, and seeing your eyes light up when you're talking about new music or tour or some post you saw on instagram. I haven’t this you in months.”

You felt his fingers freeze in your hair as you spoke. “Babe, what are you talking about? I was telling you about a song last week-“

“For five minutes Daniel. And then you had to leave, said something about meeting the boys for dinner or something.”

“Listen, I know i've been busy lately and im sorry. It's just work and-“

“Yeah. I get it.”

“Y/N, what's wrong?”

“It just sucks. Like, I understand it’s your job and everything-“

He was upset, felt like he was being blamed and attacked. “Do you!?”

You sat up. Daniel hasn’t ever said anything like this to you before, and suddenly you were angry. All you were doing was talking to him about how you miss him and the toll his work is taking on you and he wants to get mad?

“Excuse me?”

“I mean, do you get it? Every fight we’ve had in the last like two months has been about my job, Y/N.”

“What?!”

“I mean, you say you understand, but then we end up fighting about something that comes back to my job! So, do you get it?”

“I try! I try my best, but not all of us can be worldwide superstars who live the life and have the job that you do Daniel!”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“Yes it is. You don’t think I really understand and that I overreact to everything-”

“I never said that-“

“You did. That’s exactly what you said but not in those words.” You stood from the couch and bunched your fist as you walked to the kitchen. You were trying not to cry angry tears because what the hell? How did we get here? You heard Daniel sigh from the other room, and you turned around when you felt his presence in the doorway.

“Listen, I try to understand what you do. I really do. We’ve been dating for a year, and there are some things that I guess I still struggle with. But I understand that you’re busy Daniel. I know that your days are often hours and hours long, whether you're here in LA or off touring somewhere. I know that you don't always have time to talk and that you can't always be there for me when I need you. I understand how hard you and the guys work. I know how much the fans mean to you, and how much you love every single one of them. Tell me if I’m wrong?” You stared at him from across the counter and watched as he stood still. “Ok? So I try my best to understand your job, and I thought I was doing a pretty good job at that. But to explain why all of our fights lately seem to be about it? Because I don’t think you understand mine! I go to college full time! I have work and school and homework and clubs. I stress about making sure I’m on the right path for success and i'm fearing failure ever .3 seconds of the day. I may not do what you do, but I do have dreams that I'm working on too, ok!? And my boyfriend is gone all the time! Most girls get to actually spend time with and hug and kiss their boyfriends whenever they want- I don't get to do that. Instead I get to sit there and watch millions of girls fawn over mine, knowing that all it would take is one word from you and you could have any of them at any second! And I get hated on online by thousands of people in the world who I don't even know exist all because im dating this celebrity that they’re in love with. And the craziest part? We aren’t even publicly confirmed! Sure, everyone knows at this point, but that’s not really the point. I try to ignore that, because I know at the end of the day, it's just jealousy. But it still hurts, Daniel, to read that stuff about myself. Because I’m still that insecure girl deep down, and I-“

You paused to inhale a breath. You were rambling, and Daniel could tell you were mad.

“I-“ He paused too. The both of were silent for a while, standing across the room, staring at each other. Both of you were upset, mad at the other for making this seem like it was all on one person.

“You knew what you were getting into when you signed up for this.”

You blinked, slowly. With a shaky breath, you turned around. How the hell could he have just said that?

“When I signed up for this? I didn’t know dating you was another job I applied for, Daniel.”

“Y/N-“

“Usually, when two people start dating it’s because they like each other, Daniel! It’s not a job! And if it was a job, then it should be paying a hell of a lot more than a boyfriend who doesn’t even feel like a boyfriend anymore!”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean!?”

You sighed and ran your fingers through your hair. You were not supposed to be spending your spring break fighting with your boyfriend. How had this happened?

“Daniel, let's be honest. This is the first time we’ve seen each other in person in months, and we’ve talked even less than that! I’m not talking about little conversations here and there about nothing- we have those all the time. But I have those conversations with people I run into on the way to class! That’s my point! I don’t feel like we’re dating, I feel like you’re just a friend. And that breaks my heart, but you can’t tell me that you don’t feel the same, D.”

“I- I don’t- I thought we were okay.”

“I did too! But sitting here right now, I think it’s clear that we haven’t really been in that kind of a relationship for a while. We were so good at the beginning, and we just aren’t anymore. I love you, I still do, and I always will. Forever. But I think that maybe, for now, we should take a break.”

Daniel crossed the room, and the both of you grabbed onto each other with tears in your eyes.

“I don’t want to lose you.” His voice was laced with tears, and as you hugged, his body shaked.

“You won't. Ever. We can still be friends, Daniel. In fact, I need you to be my best friend. I cant lose my best friend and my boyfriend.”

“I love you. I'm so sorry.”

“D, this isn’t on you. It’s just not our time right now.”

“I know. But I’m sorry. I'm sorry I couldn’t be the boyfriend you needed, and I'm sorry that you have to read the things you do all because of me. I love you, and seeing you hurt hurts me too. I’m sorry.”

“Daniel Seavey, I love you. I don’t blame you for anything, and I never will. I need you Daniel, so I need you to get that stuff out of your head.”

“You can stay here for the rest of your break, and uh, uhm. We’ll figure out how to be friends, I guess.”

“Nothing's gonna change, Daniel. We’ve always been friends. We just won't do the kissing and the romantic stuff anymore.”

“Yeah. We’ll be fine.”

“We’ll be just fine.” As you pulled away from Daniel, you wiped a tear from your eyes. You didn’t want to let go, because the both of you knew when let go, it was really over. 1 year. So many laughs and kisses and memories, and it was all over now. Being friends would be what’s best for now, but the both of you knew it wouldn’t be the same. So with one last hug, you let go and headed to the bedroom and climbed into bed, where you cried yourself to sleep.

[ohholyfanfics]

8 Letters|Daniel Seavey

Series: 8 Letters by Why Don't We

Title: 8 Letters 

Song(s): 8 Letters by Why Don't We 

Warning(s): None

Summary: The one where Daniel is finding it hard to speak out his feelings making her question if its really worth it. 

She knew him best, from seeing him at his worst to seeing him at his best. She knew what broke him, but she never judged. He watched as time and time again she was there waiting for him with open arms and that right there was the scariest feeling. She watched him be hurt and bruising, watched as he build halls as high as the eyes can see. Yet laying here and starring up at the ceiling makes her wonder if all of this was worth it. 

She looked down at their hands, watching as almost every line seemed to align. so perfectly. The feeling of secureness taken over them both as the silence seemed to swallow them. Closing his eyes he wondered if this was a sign, a sign that he shouldn’t be scared that he should be willing to give her is all instead of small pieces of himself. 

“I’ve those words before so many times.” he breathed out not having the courage to look her in the eyes. “You deserve to hear those words a thousand times overs.” he mumbled softly as she looked at him. 

“It’s okay.” she mumbled out not knowing what else she could say. She had told her help a million times over that it was just three words, eight letters. She couldn’t understand why it was so hard for him, why he couldn’t just say it. Yet the linger thought loomed, what if he didn’t love her. 

“It’s not fair that I pull you close only to ask you for space.” he breathed out finally turning over to look at her to find her attention fixed on t he. white ceiling. He watched as she closed her eyes, lips slightly parted. “I just, I want you to know its not that I don’t.” 

“Daniel it’s okay.” she breathed out opening her eyes to finally meet his. The sadness seeping through him. “You don’t have to say anything.” 

“But I do, I can see it in your eyes.” he mumbled his mind going wild at the though of her potently leaving him. “I just want you to know that when I close my eyes it’s you I see.” he stated watching as a soft smile worked ways onto her lips. 

“Its okay babe, I get it.” 

“8 letters.” 

“Three words.” 

“I love you.” 

[socialmediaimagines]

Anonymous: Can you do a text AU with Daniel Seavey where he’s on tour and y/n texts him that she misses him and his cuddles so much!            

[ewwhothefuckiski]

𝐵𝑎𝑑 𝐻𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡- 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜

𝑃𝑟𝑒𝑣. | 𝑁𝑒𝑥𝑡.

TW: strong language, mature themes, underage drinking and drugs, toxic relationships, implications of sex

Description: 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑔, 𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑡. 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦.

Taglist: @lotus-brekker-inn @harrystylesantidote @21burritoseavey lmk if anyone wants to be added

A/N: first chapters will be kinda short as it's just the introduction of the story, as it goes on the chapters will get longer!!

After our journey to the school, we ended up in my dorm, Daniel helping me unpack my bags.

"So why did you want to get out of Utah so bad?" He asked, placing my books on the shelf.

"Uhm, that's a long and very complicated story." I mumbled, tugging at my sleeves a bit. "I didn't have a very good home life."

His eyes immediately softened. "Hey you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

I sighed in relief. "Thank you."

We stood there in silence before someone came bursting into the room.

"I'm home roomie!" A short girl with long brown hair announced, strolling into the room.

"You must be Christina." I smiled and stuck my hand out, but she pulled me into a hug instead.

"Indeed. I'm assuming you're Alexis?"

I internally groaned at the use of my full name. "Just Alex."

"Alright Alex, is this your boyfriend?" She asked, gesturing towards Daniel.

His cheeks flushed and he looked at the ground. "No, no I'm her friend."

"I met him at the coffee shop after I stole some assholes coffee." I grinned, continuing to place my books on the shelf with Daniel.

"Damn. You're a bad bitch. I like it. " She laughed as she flopped on the bed and watched us continue to place books on the shelf. "Why did you steal someone's coffee? "

"He came in after me, and somehow got his order before me. So I went to complain about it, and then he smirked at me and said 'don't get your panties in a twist, it's just a coffee.' so I took his and left."

Daniel and Christina looked at me with their jaws dropped, before Daniel laughed. "You definitely belong in LA."

I rolled my eyes, placing the last book on the shelf. "I don't take shit from self entitled assholes."

"Good for you, guys are assholes anyway. No offense Daniel. " Christina said.

Daniels phone suddenly chimed, and he jumped up excitedly.

" Hey my roommate just made it to campus, you mind if he comes here to say hello? " He asked, his fingers already typing a message.

"Not at all, god knows I need friends." I sighed, knowing damn well I didn't have any friends in high school.

It was always me and myself, I didn't trust anyone, a result of my numerous childhood traumas.

If I ever trusted someone, they were trusted with my life, and I loved them immensely. There's only one person in my life that ever knew about what happened to me, which was my best friend who encouraged me to come here.

"Great, I'll text him the room number." He quickly punched in the numbers and put his phone back in his pocket.

"You guys would get along great, he's been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and you guys both have a fiery attitude."

I laughed. "I don't have a attitude."

Christina and Daniel both looked at each other, before doubling over in laughter.

"You have more attitude than a lion on her period." Christina said, wiping her eyes at her own joke.

I rolled my eyes but didn't argue further, she wasn't exactly wrong.

"So where are you from Chris?" I asked, trying to make conversation as I flopped on my bed, Daniel following soon after.

"I'm actually from New York, but my passion for the makeup industry brought me to school in LA."

"Oh thank god, I'm awful at makeup." I laughed, gesturing to my face.

"I don't think you need makeup." Daniel whispered softly, causing both me and Christina to softly "awe" at him.

We continued chatting for a while, until a knock on the door disrupted us.

" I'll get it!" Daniel announced, rushing to open the door for his roommate. We heard quite chatter for a minute before two figures shuffled over to us, my jaw dropping as I took in who it was.

"You're the asshole from the coffee shop!" I yelled, standing up and crossing my arms.

"You're the girl who stole my coffee." He responded, just as shocked as I was.

Daniels jaw dropped. "THIS is whose coffee you stole?"

"Yeah, and she doesn't have great coffee taste by the way, I ended up having to take hers and it was awful." Jack stated, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

"Oh fuck you my coffee is fine."

He smirked. "Time and place princess, maybe we can fix that attitude problem of yours."

Daniel smacked his arm. "Shut up dude."

Jack laughed. "I'm only teasing Daniel."

Christina awkwardly chuckled."So.......... Anyone want to go to the mall?"

[duh-danii]

it’s not worth it - D.S

requested: yes thx so much💛

warnings: some angry ranting

a/n: i switched up some of the initial request but I hope u still like it beautiful anon!

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“baby, i can’t have you driving today. it’s pouring outside!” daniel said as he unlocked the door to their cozy, little apartment. he proceeded into the kitchen and sat a couple of bags on the counter top.

he leaned up against the counter and pulled out his phone. he looked up from his phone and darted his eyes back and forth. “y/n??”

the silence answered him.

“baby?” daniel said as he started to their bedroom. he quickened his pace worried by her not answering him.

he swung the door open. “y/n?!”

“wow...wow.icannotbelievethis.” y/n muttered while on the phone.

daniel sighed knowing his beloved y/n was safe. he started to admire her. she was curled up on their messy bed. she’d wrapped herself in the blanket he got for her and rested her head on his pillow. she was subconsciously tapping her finger against the back of her phone to the beat of the rain drops. something she always did when on the phone. she looked like a godde...

“YOU KNOW BETTER, AMANDA!” y/n screamed into the phone.

daniel jumped startled by her outburst.

“no,no this right here...this is your fault!” she hissed. “you fix it, im done with your crap.”

“ughhhhh.” y/n grunted as she buried her face into daniel’s pillow. daniel walked over to the bed. “babe, are you alright?” He asked extremely concerned about his girlfriend.

“im fine, i don’t want you to deal with this.” muffled, she talked through the pillow.

daniel sighed then sat down next to y/n. “tell me what’s wrong. you know I’m always here for you.” He started to caress her back.

she sat up and looked him in the eyes. “amanda (y/n’s best friend) cheated on emery (her husband) with my ex, chase.”

“that’s terr...”

“AND...” y/n jumped off the bed and started angrily pacing around their bedroom. “the sad part is emery worships her like god! he gave up so many amazing opportunities for her and she just throws it all away on my EX! who is by the way, A COMPLETE AND UTTER DOUCHE BAG. this is such BULLS...” she ranted almost in tears.

daniel stood up. “baby baby baby...please calm down.” he placed his hands in hers. “come sit.” daniel led y/n back to the bed. y/n crossed her legs and rested her head on her hands.

“im so sorry that you have to deal with this. i can’t even begin to imagine how you’re feeling right now.”

y/n looked at him and wiped a tear falling from her eye. “i’m not even crying because im sad im just...frustrated.”

“and that’s completely fine.” daniel assured her.

“it’s just...emery is one of my closet friends and amanda calls me asking if i can apologize for her like who does she think she is! that is NOT...” she fumed.

“y/n. i understand you’re frustrated but it’s not worth going insane over.“ daniel interjected.

“god, im sorry. i get so ang...frust..you kno...”

“i know, baby. i know.”

y/n looked at dani and smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you more.” He grinned as he wrapped his arms around y/n. “it’s raining outside.”

he smirked knowing that was her all time favorite weather.

“REALLY?” y/n jumped up and looked outside the window. “NO WAY!”

y/n let out a laugh of pure joy.

“Do you wanna go jump in...” Daniel asked.

“YES!” y/n screamed. “i’ll go get our jackets!”

“you better not push me in a puddle again!”

“no promises, babe!” y/n chucked.

💛thank you for reading💛

[ohmyavery]

Nobody Gotta Know pt. 2  - Jack Avery

A/N: I know its been a while since I wrote part 1, but you guys have been asking for part 2 so here it is!

Summary: just read pt 1 for a summary

warnings: Cursing

Recap:

“No! Y/N, I don’t care if I have to sneak around with you, just like I don’t care if your brother decides to beat my ass when he finds out about us. All I know it’s that you’re it for me. You’re the only one that I want. And I understand if you want me to never see Sabrina again, I’m fine with driving that extra mile to go to Quizno’s.” His words took your breath away. You had no words, so you kissed him instead, a kiss you would remember for a while. And so would your brother.

“Y/N!” You were pulled out of your moment to see your brother standing in your doorway, anger seething from his body.

“Shit” you whispered.

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Your eyes widened as you watched your brother charge toward you, you positioned yourself in front of Jack, placing your hands on Jonah’s chest so he wouldn't come any closer.

“Jonah, I swear, it's not what it -” he cut you off by running a frustrated hand through his hair.

“It’s not what Y/N? Huh? It’s not what it looks like? cuz it looks like my ‘Best friend’ and my little sister are hiding something from me!” you felt his spit on your face like a rabid dog. your mind was racing, looking for excuses until you heard Jack pipe up from behind you.

Jack placed his hand on your shoulder, “Okay... so maybe it is what it looks like” Jonah’s anger doubled as he tried to reach for your boyfriend once again but you stopped him.

“I’ll fucking kill yo-” you cut off your brothers threat by pushing him backward, leaving both Jonah and Jack shocked.

“No, you won't Jonah, you and I are going to talk this out like adults because I am 17 years old and I can make my own decisions!” you grabbed Jacks hand and pushed him towards the stairs, “and Jack is going to wait downstairs while we discuss this.”

you pushed your brother into your room where you were just a few minutes ago, he sat on the edge of your bed with his head in his hands while you closed the door.

“I can’t believe you kept this from me” he mumbled before you could even open your mouth. you let out a sigh and sat next to him.

“Jonah, you’re my best friend, and I understand that you want to protect me but god, I'm not 8 anymore” Jonah lifted his head and looked at you with tears in his eyes, your heart sank. you hated seeing him like this. he grabbed your hands in his and shifted to face you.

“I-I know Y/N, and I’m trying to handle the fact that I don’t have to take care of you and you don’t need me anymore” his words broke you, you felt tears welling up in your eyes.

you squeezed his hands and let out a small chuckle. “Jonah I’m always going to need you! It’s just time for you to let me make my own decisions” he nodded and smiled at you. “you’re always going to be my big brother. you taught me how to ride a bike, you taught me how to climb up on the kitchen counter to get the cookies off the top shelf, and you taught me how to kick boys in the shins if they were ever mean to me.” Jonah let out a laugh and pulled you in for a hug, kissing your forehead.

“I know that I can be tough on you sometimes, but you know it’s because I love you.” he sighed, leaning his head on yours. “And if you want to be with Jack, I’ll accept it, as long as you promise to kick him in the shins when necessary.”

a grin spread across your face as you stood up. “Really?” you giggled, almost jumping with joy, he nodded.

“Just don’t tell Jack that I approve, I don’t want him getting too comfortable.” you laughed at his response and pulled him in for one last hug before rushing down the stairs.

you saw Jack sitting on the couch next to the other boys who were all talking simultaneously. His face pale and his body slumped.

you jumped over Zach who was still sitting on the bean bag, breaking up their conversation.

before being able to react, you plopped next to your boyfriend, cupping his face and pulling him for a warm kiss, the first kiss you ever shared in front of others.

he was left speechless as you pulled away, along with the other 3 boys.

“What the hell?” you heard Corbyn mumble from behind you.

Jack’s emotionless face turned to a grin as he realized what you were trying to tell him. He reconnected your lips once again before your brother’s voice rang from the top of the stairs.

“Don’t get too comfortable Avery, that's my little sister.” 

your boyfriend nodded as his arm snaked around your waist, his head nuzzling into your neck.

“wait, does that mean Sabrina’s available?” Daniel spoke, connecting the dots, you let out a laugh.

“DIBS!” Zack, Daniel, and Jonah all yelled in unison.

“Joke’s on them, cuz I’ve got the best girl around” Jack hummed. you placed a quick peck on his lips.

everything had fallen into place and you could not be happier.

[myrandom-fandomlife]

So I may or may not be writing a fanfiction based on this dream I had about Daniel, who would be interested? It’s not really smut, just some hardcore making out at the end. It could potentially be multi-chaptered, if you guys like it. Anyway, hit up my asks and tell me if you want me to actually post it since it’s almost done. Also I’ll need a beta, so if you wanna do that feel free to message me or something.

[hookedonseavey]

Haunted House - Daniel Seavey

summary: main character is friends with the band and their girlfriends, they all decide to go to a haunted house. main character hates haunted houses. daniel helps her out, feelings are caught. nothin but fluff and banter, honestly.

word count: 2.7k

warnings: none. maybe one swear word?

a/n: Hey y’all! Here’s the first of a few requests I got last week from a list of prompts. I figured in honor of spooky season I’d make them go through a haunted house lol. Full disclosure, I’ve never actually gone through a real haunted house, so my apologies if this is super unrealistic. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out though, hope you guys enjoy it!

prompts: "I like the way your hand fits in mine" and  "Could you hold my hand?"

We waded through the throngs of people to the line leading up to the haunted house, our group's laughter lost in the sea of chatter. I looked up at the imposing building and tried to swallow my fear. The boys were joking around with each other ahead of us girls: Christina, Tate, and Gabbie were commiserating about their boyfriends. They were all seemingly unbothered by the looming threat of being harassed by zombies swinging chainsaws. I knew they were just actors, but still. I hated haunted houses. And like an idiot, I let myself be talked into coming along.

"I love haunted houses. They scare the shit out of me but Corbyn gets to act like the big, protective boyfriend. It's hilarious," Christina explained.

"They don't scare me at all, I think they're corny as hell. But Jack likes them, so, you know…" Gabbie chimed in.

Zach's voice traveled back to us. "C'mon guys, why're we doing this?" he asked, trying to cover his own nerves with his typical air of confidence.

"Because it's fun," Daniel said matter-of-factly, tossing his arm around Zach's shoulders. "Unless you're too scared," he teased.

"Daniel, be nice…" I chided.

He turned around to face me and started walking backwards. "Or what?" he challenged, smirking mischievously.

"Or I'll have to punish you…" I said with a grin, a chorus of 'ooh's and catcalls coming from the other boys.

"Tread lightly, my friend…" Corbyn said, slapping Daniel's back.

"She would never hurt me, she loves me too much," he said, shooting me a wink over his shoulder that caused butterflies to erupt in my stomach. Trying to ignore them, I stuck out my tongue as Daniel turned back around to walk forward again. Daniel and I were definitely the closest friends within the group. We'd gotten along the best ever since Christina introduced me to the boys earlier in the year; we understood each other in a way that was almost intuitive. And yeah, maybe I had a little bit of a crush on him. How could I not? He was the sweetest guy I'd probably ever met, he was an amazing musician, and he was gorgeous. The complete package. But I had no idea if the feelings were mutual. Dani and I were flirty with each other, but always in jest. I didn't think Daniel meant any of it, and I certainly never meant any of it at first… But then it started to mean something. I couldn't bring myself to stop or say anything, though: our friendship was too good to risk messing up.

"You'll be fine, Zach, just stick with me. I'll protect you," Jack said, bringing my attention back to the imminent danger and drawing laughter from the others. Zach rolled his eyes and adjusted his jacket.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. If I get attacked by a zombie, I'm taking you down with me," Zach said to Jack, meriting himself a slug in the arm. By that point, we'd almost reached the entrance gate, and I felt my stomach bottom out as I looked ahead and saw flashing strobe lights that briefly illuminated a man missing half his jaw. Subconsciously I stepped away from the group, fiddling anxiously with the hem of my sweater. As the rest of the group moved up in the line, Daniel looked around and noticed I was hanging back. He weaved around the others and came to stand in front of me.

"Hey, you okay? You look a little pale," he asked quietly, instinctively reaching out to hold me by the elbow. 

"Yeah, I just… Forgot how much I hated these things," I said with a half-hearted laugh.

"Oh," he said, at first a little unsure of what to say. "Well, do you want one of us to wait out here with you? Zach would probably be willing to sit this one out. Or I'd be happy to stay with you," he suggested, those big blue eyes looking down at me, round and imploring.

I shook my head. "No no, I don't want any of you to have to wait for me, this is supposed to be fun. And you were so excited for this, I'm not gonna make you do that."

He shrugged, the ends of his lips turning up into an impish smile. "You aren't making me do anything, I'd be staying out here of my own free will," he said. "Someone's gotta protect you from those zombies, right?" His thumb had started moving gently back and forth on the inside of my elbow. I tried to suppress the shiver that arose from his touch and shook my head again. I really didn't want to make Daniel sit this out despite his insistence to the contrary. Something about what he'd just said seemed to stick in my mind. Someone's gotta protect you from those zombies… I had an idea, a way for me to go through the house that might make it survivable. I gulped.

"Could… Could you hold my hand? Like, while we go through?"

He blinked down at me, seemingly surprised by my request. "Yeah, of course," he said, sliding his hand from my elbow to my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine. He looked down where our hands were joined and adjusted his fingers a little, extending and flexing them a few times before they closed a final time to envelop my hand in a reassuring warmth. He cleared his throat. "You ready?" he asked. I nodded, mentally scolding myself for having such sweaty palms, but Daniel didn't seem to mind as we rejoined the others and walked through the gate towards the door of the building. As we entered, my grip on Daniel's hand tightened and my heart started beating way too hard to be healthy.

Daniel leaned down so his lips were right next to my ear. "If it gets to be too much, just tell me and we'll get you out of here," he murmured, squeezing my hand gently as the vibration of his voice brought goosebumps to the surface of my skin. I nodded as we all huddled into the center of the first pitch black room, nervous laughter filling the air for a few seconds only to fade into a terse silence. A single light flicked on, shining into the corner to expose a zombie slouched against the wall in the corner. Christina and Tate squealed as he slowly looked up at all of us, lurching forward with a groan. Zach and I both jumped while Daniel, Jonah, Tate, Jack, and Gabbie were all smiling and laughing, and Christina and Corbyn had their arms around in each other, looking like they couldn't decide if they were scared or having fun. I was marveling at how most of them didn't seem as scared as I felt when, without warning, another zombie jumped from the dark in the opposite corner, grabbing my and Daniel's shoulders with his decaying hands. I shrieked, recoiling into Daniel as everyone jumped and stumbled haphazardly into the hallway in a panic. Another zombie jumped out from behind a corner, screaming with his arms reached out towards us like giant claws. Yells and screams filled the hall as we skirted by him.

"I hate this I hate this I hate this," I repeated over and over, and Daniel tucked my arm through his as he pulled us to the front of the group as we all entered another dark room that appeared to be a dead end with no door.

"It's okay, they're just actors."

"I know that, but - " Before I could finish my thought, a metal door in the corner was kicked open, slamming into the wall with a bang like a gunshot. Standing behind it was the guy I'd seen from the line who was missing half of his jaw. I screamed again, reaching the hand that wasn't already in Daniel's grasp to grip at his shirt front. Zach pushed past Daniel and I and made a beeline for the door.

"I'm done, let's get out of here!" he yelled back at the group, eliciting a round of laughter from the ones who were still somehow enjoying themselves. Despite the laughs, a consensus seemed to have been reached by all of us that we needed to get out as quickly as possible. We moved from room to room, each new scare sending me retreating further into Daniel's side until I was practically hugging him with my face buried in his shoulder, my nose filling with the scent of his cologne and focusing on the comforting feeling of his hand in mine as I tried to block out my surroundings. As unpleasant as this was, I was beyond thankful that Daniel was willing to be my human shield. My feelings about him certainly didn't help my situation, though. By the time we got to the last room, I wasn't sure if my heart was pounding because of the scares or because of Daniel's proximity.

When we finally made it out and walked into the open courtyard behind the house, I felt like my heart was trying to escape from behind my sternum. The operators of the house were serving hot cider and cookies under tents in the brisk autumn air. Zach was already waiting for us, sitting on a haybale next to a scarecrow with his head hanging between his knees. He looked up when he heard the boys' voices.

"Took you losers long enough," he scolded, standing up slowly and walking towards us.

"Hey man, all you had to do was stick with me, but you didn't listen. It's your own fault," Jack teased.

"No way bro, you're insane. There's something wrong with you if you think that's fun."

"I, personally, had a great time," Tate said, slipping her arm around Jonah's waist as he laughed, shaking his head at her.

"Wow, yeah, that was… A blast, for sure," Christina said sarcastically. "But I'm ready for cider," she said, looping her arm through Corbyn's and pulling him towards the tents. The others followed suit, with Daniel and I bringing up the rear.

"Hey, you made it out alive," Daniel said lowly, squeezing my hand.

I took a shaky breath. "That's debatable."

Daniel chuckled. "I think Zach was more scared than you were, honestly."

I rolled my eyes. "He's a drama queen." It was at that point I realized Daniel had made no attempt to remove his hand from mine, and I became entirely too concerned with whether or not I should try to take my hand away or if I should just leave it and see what he did. I decided on the latter as we reached the front of the line for cider, taking a paper cup in my free hand and silently sending up a 'thank you' that I now had something else to focus on.

"Where'd the others go?" Daniel asked as he pulled me along behind him back out into the courtyard. I looked around and saw Christina under a different tent where they were selling t-shirts with the phrase 'I SURVIVED' emblazoned across the front. My eyes quickly found the rest of the group under the same tent, laughing as they looked through all the haunted house merch.

"They're over there," I said, nodding towards the tent. Daniel followed my gaze and nodded, the two of us falling in stride together as we made our way over to the others. He chuckled when he noticed the t-shirts, using our joined hands to point towards a rack of them.

"You need one of those," he teased, gently elbowing me in the ribs.

"Shut up," I retorted, smirking in spite of myself. When we reached the tent, Christina looked over at the two of us from the other side of a t-shirt rack with a cocked eyebrow and a knowing smirk. Confused by her expression, I made my way around to her side of the rack with Daniel trailing behind me as he joked around with Jonah and Corbyn.

"It's about damn time you two figured it out," Christina intoned once I was within earshot.

I blinked. "What, me and Daniel?" I asked in a hushed tone.

"No, George Clooney," she snarked. "Yes, Daniel. That boy hasn't been able to shut up about you for months."

"What?" I asked dumbly, looking over my shoulder to watch him laughing with the others with his nose all crinkled up. My stomach did a backflip at seeing him so happy. "No way."

"You think all that flirting was just for fun?"

"Honestly… Yeah."

Christina groaned. "You're clueless. He's obsessed with you, girl. Talk to him and see for yourself, doesn't look like he'll be leaving your side anytime soon," she prodded, playfully shoving me in Daniel's direction. I bumped into his shoulder and the two of us went stumbling, our hands finally breaking apart as Daniel reached out to keep me from falling.

"You okay? What happened?" he asked, still laughing a little from something one of the boys had said.

"Yeah I'm good, it's too crowded in here," I said pointedly, glaring at Christina.

"Can we go sit for a minute?"

"Yeah, sure," he said, replacing his hand in mine without preamble and walking out from under the tent to sit on an unoccupied haybale. "You sure you okay? You seem nervous…" Daniel said, making my heart jump into my throat.

"Yeah, I'm good. Adrenaline rush, I guess," I tried to make the excuse sound more convincing than it felt.

Daniel cleared his throat and started to pick at a hole in the knee of his black jeans. "I, uh… I'm glad you went through with us. I felt better with you there."

I looked over at him, cocking an eyebrow. "You didn't seem scared at all."

"Well, yeah, I wasn't scared, but I just… I liked having you there, I guess." His gaze shifted from his ripped jeans to where our hands rested between us, and he slowly started brushing his thumb across my knuckles, sending a tingle up my arm. Oh my God.

I blinked a few times, any words I wanted to say feeling caught in my throat. Finally, I found my voice. "Thanks for holding my hand. It helped."

He looked over at me, his eyes wide and a cute little smile resting on his lips. "Yeah?"

I laughed breathlessly. "Yeah, it was nice. Someone had to protect me from those zombies," I kidded, squeezing his hand in a return of the gesture he'd made so many times already that night. Then there was a moment of silence that seemed to stretch into a little piece of forever, the two of us, watching as his thumb moved over my knuckles.

"I like the way your hand fits in mine," he said, just loud enough for me to hear.

It felt like the air had been knocked out of my lungs. After double and triple checking with myself that I'd heard him right, I spoke up quietly. "Me too." Is this really happening?

"I mean, look at this," he said, bringing our joined hands up between our faces as his demeanor changed to be more playful again. "Our fingers fit together perfectly. And our palms line up…" he trailed off, spreading out his fingers. I did the same, holding my hand against his much larger one. "Crazy. We need to hold hands more often," he said sweetly, as if were discussing something as simple as going out to eat at a certain restaurant or visiting our parents. I giggled at his candor.

"I agree," I said, slipping my fingers between his again, warmth radiating out through my hand and down my arm, infiltrating my chest where my heart had finally calmed down. Feels good. Our eyes met and something felt different. A good kind of different; exciting. "Hopefully not at any more haunted houses, though," I said jokingly.

Daniel laughed. "We can hold hands wherever you want, honey, just say the word," he said, bringing the back of my hand to his lips and causing heat to rise in my cheeks. And at that moment I couldn't think of another time where I had felt so happy.

The ending feels lame but it’s what I got for you. Hope this is close to what you wanted, nonny! Thanks for the request!