#david dobrik fanfictions

[sturniolotwist]

team building

sturniolo triplets, slushy noobz, tarayummy

warnings: david dobrik

Hamzah and Martin from Slushy Noobz were always up for a good time, especially when it involved parties. So, when they received an exclusive invitation to TaraYummy’s house for a night of fun, they couldn’t say no.

As they arrived, the party was already in full swing. The Sturniolo triplets—Matt, Chris, and Nick—were hosting and welcoming guests with their usual charm. Hamzah and Martin joined the crowd, greeting familiar faces and making new friends.

The night escalated quickly as drinking games began. Cups were filled, laughs were shared, and the competitive spirit ran high. Hamzah and Martin found themselves teamed up with the Sturniolo triplets in various games, each more hilarious than the last. Despite their gaming prowess, the Slushy Noobz duo were no match for the seasoned hosts, but they enjoyed every moment nonetheless.

Amidst the laughter and cheers, the atmosphere became even more electrifying when a familiar face made a grand entrance—David Dobrik. The renowned YouTuber and prankster brought an unexpected surprise: a Tesla for each of them. The guests erupted in cheers and disbelief, their excitement palpable as they admired the sleek cars parked outside TaraYummy’s house.

“Thanks, David!” Hamzah exclaimed, shaking his hand enthusiastically.

Martin grinned, already envisioning the adventures they would have in their new rides.

The party continued well into the night, with music pumping and friendships solidifying over shared experiences. Hamzah and Martin, along with the Sturniolo triplets, bonded over their love for gaming, cars, and the thrill of a memorable party.

As the evening wore on, fueled by adrenaline and a few too many drinks, the playful spirit of mischief took hold. It started innocently enough—nicknaming each other, playfully teasing, and swapping stories. But then, someone suggested a daring game of theft.

“Let’s see who can grab the most outrageous thing from Tara’s house without getting caught!” one of the triplets announced, half-jokingly.

Hamzah and Martin exchanged mischievous glances. The challenge was on.

They took turns sneaking into TaraYummy’s meticulously decorated house, tiptoeing through the dimly lit rooms like stealthy ninjas. Each return to the party was met with laughter and applause as they proudly displayed their loot—a quirky gnome from the garden, a signed celebrity poster from the hallway, even a plush unicorn from the living room.

The antics continued, fueled by adrenaline and the thrill of the forbidden, until they had amassed a ridiculous collection of stolen items. TaraYummy herself, amused and slightly tipsy, caught them in the act several times but played along, shaking her head in mock disapproval while secretly enjoying the chaos.

Despite the hijinks, the night remained lighthearted and carefree. As the sun peeked over the horizon, casting a soft glow on the aftermath of their antics, Hamzah and Martin realized how lucky they were to have friends like the Sturniolo triplets and to experience such memorable moments.

“We should probably return these,” Martin joked, eyeing the pile of stolen treasures.

The triplets laughed, agreeing it was probably for the best.

Just as they began to gather the items, David Dobrik, ever the prankster, emerged from the shadows with his camera rolling. “Caught red-handed!” he exclaimed with a grin, capturing the moment for his vlog.

The group erupted in laughter, their voices echoing through the dawn-lit house. They returned each item to its rightful place, leaving only memories and a few lingering chuckles behind.

As they said their goodbyes and drove off in their new Teslas, Hamzah and Martin reflected on the night. It had been a whirlwind of laughter, camaraderie, and unexpected generosity—a party they would never forget.

And as they looked ahead to the future, they knew that no matter where life took them, the bond they had forged with the Sturniolo triplets and their friends would remain unbreakable.

It was a night of mischief and magic—a celebration of friendship and the joy of living in the moment.

[ohtobeleah]

Haha. This is super out of pocket but I’ve been thinking about it lately so I thought I’d share it with you all.

This is a list of people I would most definitely have written fanfiction for if I wasn’t so late to the game and only started reading & writing fanfiction in 2018. 🤦‍♀️

Danny Phantom: That ghost boy could of had me any day of the week.

Robin from Teen Titans: AHHH I was so obsessed.

The teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: No. I will not elaborate. So don’t ask.

Zack & Cody aka the Sprouse Twins. Especially from the Sweet Life on Deck. God they had be weak for years.

Sam & Dean Winchester: WAS SO OBSESSED WHEN I WORKED AT SUBWAY I WOULD SNEAK AWAY TO THE BATHROOM AND WATCH YOUTUBE CLIPS. But I never finished the show. Rip.

David Dobrik: I wrote a single fic about him before my attention shifted to the Dolan Twins. David was the one who opened the world of fanfiction for me. To this day I hate that.

Anthony DiNozzo & Timothy McGee: I would have been the best NCIS writer on the planet. That show had me in a vice grip from age twelve and up. I’d dream about them.

Jared Deparis as Squizzy Taylor in Underbelly: FUCK I WANTED HIM TO RUIN ME.

The entire cast of Dance Academy: Was my entire life so years and years.

[rafestyles]

“oh, it was live?” | david dobrik

Requested? Yes: You are honestly the best writer I’ve come across! Please consider possibly writing an imagine about David dobrik that is friends to lovers where he takes you to a movie premiere but all the reporters assume ur his gf and it’s awkward but then later he admits to you he wishes you did come as his date

A/N: whoa look who’s back from the dead !! lmao. i never write for any of the requests i get anymore but i read this one and the idea wouldn’t leave my head. so everyone welcome back, me, dobrikstyles. (also, THANK U SO MUCH FOR THE SWEET COMPLIMENT)

——-

being best friends with david dobrik is not at all what it is hyped up to be among his fans.

yes, you get invited to parties.

& yes, you’ve been able to meet so many cool celebs.

but, the man (child) is actually a psychopath. (you and the rest of the vlog squad are still trying to convince shane dawson to do a series on proving that, but that’s not the point right now.)

in all honestly, he really was great. just sometimes he looked at you with his (sweet) puppy dog eyes and begged you to do something for him.

thankfully, today he was only trying to convince you to come to a movie premiere with him, not trying to convince you to shoot one of the boys with a paint ball gun (for the twentieth time).

“y/n.. please. no one else will go with me & jack says i can’t make any excuse to get out of this one” he groans, throwing his body back against the love sac to look at you upside down, a small pout forming on his lips.

“oh fuck off. good to know i’m your last option” you scoff, crossing your arms across your chest, as you sit on the couch.

he quickly sits up, shaking his head. “no, no- fuck. that’s not what i mean, y/n.”

you shake your head back at him, rolling your eyes teasingly, “mhm.”

“y/n. please come with me. i’ll buy you - fuck, i don’t know,” he pauses as he bites his lip in thought, “i don’t fucking know. whatever you want. just please come with me.”

you raise a single eyebrow at him, “hmm... anything?” you smirk.

he nods hesitantly, a look of fear on his face.

“okay. buy me a tesla.” you state.

he opens his mouth in shock, “y/n- c’mon. what - fuck. is that - god, y/n. is that really what you want? fuck, i gotta call ian. he’s not gonna be happy, he just helped me buy that fucking ferrari.”

you watch him panic and look for his phone, muttering to himself. you throw your head back in laughter after a few minutes, “fuck, david, no, i’m seriously kidding. i don’t want a fucking tesla, of course i’ll go with you. don’t you realize you don’t have to bribe me with money or gifts anymore? we’re friends, dave.”

he stops his frantic searching for his phone and glares up at you, “fuck you, y/n y/l/n.”

“ah, ah, ah,” you sing, shaking your finger at him, “i wouldn’t be talking to me like that after i just willingly decided to go to a movie premiere with you, mister david dobrik.”

he reluctantly shuts his mouth, holding back any other remarks he was planning on making at you. you smirk, “good. now, what do i need to wear?”

——

a couple of days later finds you at david’s house again, this time getting ready in natalie’s room for the movie premiere.

“and why can’t you go with him?” you sigh, putting the last finishing touches of makeup on your face.

you watch natalie roll her eyes in the mirror, “because, y/n. i’m getting over having the flu. i have explained this to you four times already.”

you sigh again, turning around and facing your friend on the bed, “i know, nat. it’s just - is it weird that i’m nervous?”

you nervously mess with some of your dress as you continue talking, “like - i know i’ve done this before, but the rest of you guys have been there, or at least someone else has gone. but this time it’s just him and i, and you know -“ you pause, groaning slightly.

“i know you have a huge, giant, massive crush on the literal psychopath in the next room?” she teases quietly.

you groan even louder, “shut the fuck up. if you weren’t sick, i would beat the shit out of you right now.” you joke, pushing at her leg.

“i’d like to see you try, y/n. but listen, friend to friend, you’re gonna be fine. like i’ve told you thousands of times - yet you still refuse to believe - he likes you too. i’m sure he’s just as nervous, if not more nervous than you right now. so seriously, you’re gonna be fine.”

you roll your eyes, “stop fucking saying that. he doesn’t like me. i would know.”

she rolls her eyes right back at you, mumbling under her breath, “yeah, you would think you would know.”

——

you step into david’s tesla, sitting in the passenger seat, “thank god we’re not taking the ferrari, i couldn’t deal with my hair messing up right before we go in front of hundreds of photographers.” you joke, buckling up.

you finally turn around and make eye contact with david, who quickly turns his head down, a soft blush high on his cheek bones.

“you, um - you look good, y/n. really good.” he mumbles, starting the car.

“fuck off, david.” you joke, trying not to make it too evident in your voice that you’re actually freaking the fuck out inside.

“i guess you do too.” you say, almost too quietly.

he giggles softly, “fuck off, y/n.”

——

your nerves had finally started to wear off in the car with david, you actually almost forgot you were about to step out into a media frenzy, until you actually did, and the nerves hit you all over again.

you turned to david, panic evident in your eyes.

he rests his hand on the small of your back, leaning forward to whisper in your ear (it was very loud, okay.) “hey, you’re good. they’ll just take pictures and i have to do like one interview. it will be fine.”

you take a deep breath, making eye contact with him and nodding your head, “we’re good. it’s fine. i’m fine. why are we even still standing here? let’s go dobrik.” you ramble, grabbing his wrist and dragging him up to the (red) carpet.

he laughs (yes the cute vlog one), and follows after you.

his interview is with someone from ET (Entertainment Weekly). you stand off to the side, holding his camera and watching some celebrities walk past you, and glancing at david every now and then.

you weren’t paying much attention to the interview until you heard your name.

“so, david. i see you brought y/n here with you tonight, although she’s only in a few of your vlogs.” she says in a suggestive tone.

you continue to look the other way to not make it obvious you were listening in.

“well, i mean, everyone else was busy, so she was my last option.” he jokes, laughing at himself.

you try your very hardest not to roll your eyes at the boy and make a snarky comment back.

“no, no. i’m kidding. she’s great.” he says, not actually answering her question.

“oh c’mon, david. give us all the details! is she your new GF,” (who actually says the letters like that instead of the whole word anyways?), “she’s pretty cute and i know some fans have been speculating!! what’s the tea?!” she fishes.

you glance at david for a split second, noticing his hesitancy, “i mean - no. she’s not my girlfriend,” he pauses, “yeah - no. we’re not dating.”

your stomach burns with a million different types of emotions, and you can’t pinpoint what any of them actually are.

“that was a strange way to answer that, david dobrik,” the interviewer jokes.

he shrugs, glancing over at you to make sure you’re not listening, his famous grin over taking his face once again as he leans in to whisper to the interviewer, “how about you ask me that question again the next time i see you?” he suggests, causing your brain to short-circuit and your heart to start racing.

shit. you really had to pretend you didn’t hear him now. what the fuck does that even mean anyways?

you were too lost in your own thoughts to even realize that the man of all your inner turmoil was standing in front of you.

“earth to y/n. you good?” he waves his hand in front of your face, pouting when you slap it away.

“yes i’m good. how did that interview go anyways?” you ask, nonchalantly.

he shrugs, a fond smile on his face, “good. you ready to head in?” he nods his head towards the entrance.

you nod, “lead the way, dobrik.”

——

after the premiere, you were sitting in david’s passenger seat again, heading home.

you finally fished your phone out of your dress pocket, unlocking it to (what felt like) a million and one notifications.

“what the fuck?” you mumble to yourself, thumbing through them.

“everything okay?” david asks from the drivers seat, glancing over towards you.

you begin reading all of the notifications, only to find one common thing among them: The Clip of David Talking About You in the Interview ™️. (which you had efficiently blocked from your memory, thank you very much).

you hadn’t realized david peeking over your shoulder until you heard him speak, “fuck. it was live?” he groans, and as you turn to look at him, you notice the blush rising on his cheeks.

“david dobrik. what the fuck is this?”

he bites his lip, parking the car, (which made you realize you had actually arrived at his house already).

“i may or may not have made the interviewer believe that i may or may not have a crush on you?” he says in a high-pitched tone. “and she may or may not have asked me if you were my girlfriend and i may or may not have suggested that she asked me the next time she saw me?”

you stared blankly at the boy you (somehow) had a giant crush on, “and why, david dobrik? would you ever do something like that?”

“because i may or may not have a giant, massive crush on you, and i may or may not have been planning on asking you on a date soon?” he tilts his head to the side, squeezing his eyes shut a little, a hopeful smile beginning to form on his face.

you don’t say anything for a minute, allowing the tension to get heavier. after finally deciding to break the tension, you say, “well, which one is it?”

he looks at you with a confused expression on his face.

“which one is it, dobrik? may or may not?”

a smile begins overtaking his face once again, as he glances down before looking up at you again, “may,” he whispers quietly. “i mean - i was - am. i am planning on asking you on a date soon, and by soon i mean, right now.”

you blush softly, grinning at him and nodding at him in encouragement to continue speaking.

“y/n y/l/n, will you please do me, david dobrik, the honor of going on a date with me?”

your grin (somehow) gets wider, and you nod at him once again, “fucking finally.” you cheer.

——

a couple of months later, finds you and david in (almost) the same scenario again, except this time, when the interviewer from ET asks if you and david are dating, you get to squeeze his hand, and nod along with him as he says,

“yes, after fuc - oops. after forever, yes, we finally are.”

[daviddoughbrik]

First Time for Head - a D. Dobrik Imagine

thank you for requesting this @thinkaboutdolan

There’d be a lot of texts exchanged. Dirty ones.

“I wanna taste you.”

“I can’t wait to suck your cock. It makes me wet just thinking about my tongue grazing over your balls.”

“Fuck, baby. I can’t wait to make you choke on it.”

“I can’t wait to have your cum running down my chin. I’m gonna make you cum so hard.”

Fuck. You didn’t lie. Between your thighs, there’s a special place, and it’s just about ready to flood the bed you’re laying on. Rereading yours and David’s texts as he said goodbye to his friends in the living room while laying on the bed in the room where it’s going to happen. It’s going to happen. Fuck.

“Hey,” David says sneaking into his own room. His slightly shy smile meets his eyes, and you know he’s just as excited as you are.

“So?” you hint. When are we gonna fucking do this. I need you in my mouth before I cum all over you.

“So....”

“I... uh...”

“Come here,” he says holding his arms out to you. You swing your legs onto the side of the bed and he pulls you on your feet and into him. “Let’s just... kiss a little bit. Is that okay?”

You nod and lean in slowly. Hums leave both of your mouths, the kiss was a little dry at first but quickly gets a little hot and heavy. His hands are in your hair and there’s a good bit of slippage between your mouths. David makes his way to your neck, but you’re not sure you won’t cum right then and there if he continues. “Wait, wait,” you push on his shoulders. He presses your foreheads together.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” he pants.

“No, no,” you gasp. “I am just ready. If I don’t do it now, I’m going to cum in my panties and won’t be able to,” you say looking into he beautiful eyes. Your hand lightly rubs his neck. He nods with a quiet little groan. He loves your dirty mouth. “Get comfortable.”

David lays back, his upper body propped up by some pillows. His legs are bent and wide open. His black shorts ride up a little, showing off the goods. You take off your shirt and climb up between his legs before plopping on your knees between them. You rub your hand up and down his shaft and slowly at his balls, tantalizing more than anything. You peek through your eye lashes at David’s smirking face. You lock eyes with him, keeping him entranced on every move and stroke you make. You gently and very slowly pull down his shorts and boxer briefs to let his long cock make an appearance.

“Pictures sure didn’t do this justice,” you say licking your lips. Your mouth is watering more and more by the millisecond. Your hands tuck back into his bottoms and you tug them down and off his body. The cold air makes him twitch and goosebumps appear on his thighs. One quick kiss to his lips and a trail down to his hips leaves one more thing to do. With a smirk you take his cock head in between your soft lips and give it a tough suck. Precum litters your tongue in microscopic dots, and you know you’re about to give the best head of your life. “You taste so good already, damn,” you moan. He meets your eyes for a second as his hands stroke the bra strap on your shoulder. With one quick movement, you’re swallowing his cock down your throat.

“Fuck!” David helps. “You’re impossible.” You smile around him and continue to swallow around him. Your esophagus massages his length just the way he likes with the hard suction at the back of your throat. You’ve taken him so deep that his balls are right in front of you within tongues reach. A harsh lick to the base of his cock and the top of his balls has him squirming, muttering little version of prayers between his lips.

You pull off with a beautifully wet sound with a chuckle. His cock is nice and wet now, and you’re ready to suck on his balls. He loves it and even admitted it through texts. You can’t wait to drive him crazy. One hand works on his shaft as you suck each testicle individually. “You taste so fucking good, David. I could do this every day of the week,” you moan before putting the other ball in your mouth. His hips wind making him pop out of your mouth. “Mm, where are you going baby? Are you gonna cum already?” you mock.

“Fuck, the way you look at me and your hands on me, damn I think I just might,” he jokes. You kiss each hip tenderly before swallowing his cock again. He slowly starts fucking up into your mouth making a delicious, soaking wet sheathing noise. Your tongue massages the vein on the underside of him and his legs twitch. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum all over you.”

“That’s what I want,” you reply and keep stroking his vein with your tongue. His head leans back in ecstasy as he can feel it taking over him. Your tongue still working and your hands still massaging his balls. “You gonna throw a big fat load for me? Huh? Are you going to cum all in my mouth?” your dirty talk speeds up the process and soon he’s gripping your hair and spilling himself into you. A few strand fall down his chin and he takes his thumb to wipe it up and make you suck it off his thumb. “You’re so sexy, David.”

“I’ll show you just how sexy I am,” he smirks and soon he’s flipping you and resting between your own legs. You were right. Best head ever given.

[4rlbym]

Get You j.w

Jeff Wittek x F!Reader

summary if i'm being honest, this is just some cute little scenario/imagine i came up with as i was listening to Daniel Caeser. hope it's not to cheesy and cringey LMAO

genre. fluff

warnings. cursing

word count. 730

an. first one shot, hope you like it <3

You and Jeff were getting ready to go out with David and the others. You groan as you look through the closet full off clothes. Dresses were scattered all over the bed as you couldn't find a single thing to wear.

"Babe be honest, does red look good on me?"

You ask as you look at him through the mirror. You locked eyes with your boyfriend who was plopped on the bed, doing absolutely nothing. you watched as his eyes scanned your body from head to toe, a mischievous grin plastered on his face as he did.

The only thing running through Jeff's mind at the moment was how lucky he was to have you. In his eyes you were the most beautiful woman in the world. The only woman who made his stomach do flips every time you smiled at him.

Every time i look into your eyes i see it

you're all i need

What made it better was that you were all his. Those precious lips were only for him to kiss.

"you look great in anything doll."

he sat up and leaned back against the wooden headboard behind him. He placed his hands behind his head as he carefully admired your body and every single curve.

"Fine, i'll go with this."

You turned around to face Jeff and sat on the corner of the bed. You couldn't help but get lost in those beautiful eyes of his. The two of you stay silent and listened to the soft music play from the speaker.

who could've thought i'd get you ?

your faces were almost inches away and your lips slightly grazed over each other's. Just before the two were able to share a kiss, David stormed into the room, interrupting you and Jeff.

"Hey guys are we- WOAH"

The two of you quickly look over at David in shock. You see, the two of you hadn't really revealed your relationship to the vlog squad or the public.

"way to kill the mood"

Jeff jokes as he quickly got up from the bed

"David, don't say anything about this yet! We were planning on telling you guys sooner or later."

You nervously exclaim as you get off of Jeff

"Right! i did not see anything"

The guy stumbles over air as he reaches for the door

"anyways, we're leaving in a bit. Be ready!"

David remarks before quickly storming from the room

"what a fucking dork"

Jeff chuckled before wrapping his arms behind you. He rested his chin on your shoulder as he inhaled your sweet scent. His eyes flutter shut as he holds your body close to his chest. A million thoughts ran through his head as they both shared that intimate moment.

"i guess were ready to tell them huh"

You couldn't help but smile and enjoy the moment while it lasted.

"i'm sure it wont be a big deal, they'll support us no matter what...Well i hope so" You smiled before turning around to face Jeff

This feels like summer

Boy you make me feel, so alive

"now where were we?"

you lean in and press a soft kiss to his lips as your arms make their way around his neck. Your eyes flutter shut as you both share a passionate kiss. You feel Jeffs hands travel across your body, feeling every curve in your body.

A couple minutes went by and you two were in the same position. You'd do anything for this boy. you were madly and deeply in love with everything about him. His charm, looks, and most importantly his personality.

Just be my lover

boy you'll lead me to, paradise.

He was perfect for you. It's almost as if you two were meant to be together.

"we need to get going love" you remark as the two of you pull away. The atmosphere was absolutely perfect. But as much as you wanted to continue, you couldn't. David and the vlog squad were waiting in the living room.

"we're definitely finishing this up tonight though"

That was another reason to love Jeff, he was always such a tease.

[flowerkidlxrry]

MASTERLIST

These are some of the imagines I have created just because I wish I was y/n lol

These are all song based cause I get very creative with song lyrics 😂

Marks:

* - smut

+ - angst

! - fluff

♡ - Imagine

David Dobrik

Only Want You (+)

Rafe Cameron

Never Be The Same (Part 1) (*)

Never Be The Same (Part 2) (*)(!)

Never Be The Same (Part 3) (+)

Strawberries & Cigarettes (!)(♡)

Slow Dancing In The Dark (+)(♡)

if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun (*)(♡)

I Like Me Better (!)(♡)

Drew Starkey

Lowkey (♡)

Maybe The Night (!) (♡)

Neither Do I (*)(♡)

Folklore Trilogy - Rafe Cameron

cardigan

betty

august

EPILOGUE

[espinosaurusrexex]

Not Nice

In which Jeff and y/n have a heart to heart conversation about their relationship.

warnings: angst; just really sad, because that's what I do... BUT don’t worry, ya girl put some serious fluff in there, too!

a/n: Hello! God, it’s been a long time... How is everyone doing? I just felt like putting something out there again after not being able to write for so long. I don't know why; and I should actually be working on some term papers, but I found myself writing this so fast. I wrote this, because I felt like it, so it is not request related. I hope there are still some people whose feed this will end up on. I would love some feedback and as always: please enjoy! I hope you didn't forget about me :)

word count: 2.7k

It was a cool California night. Still not cold for February, but enough to send a shiver through your body when stepping outside. Y/n would normally not even consider going out right now, but the situation had called for it. David had called her minutes before, screaming at her through the phone to get her butt over to his house for a big problem that left him sleepless. She had fallen asleep on her desk trying to complete one of the assignments that were due by the end of the semester and basically fell off her chair when her phone rang annoyingly loud in her right ear. To say that she would rather be in her warm bed instead of her cold leather car seat was an understatement. But she knew that not helping David would leave her sleepless for days and seeing that it had already been 4 in the morning, she grabbed her keys and left. She was so tired that the lines on the road kept blurring in different directions. Just a couple more minutes, she thought to keep her focus on the road, but the exhaustion was unbearable at this point. A loud horn drew her back to reality when she accidentally served in the other lane. Shaking and flustered, she pulled over and rubbed her face with her hands aggressively. Pull yourself together Y/n. David needs your help. She looked up again, but the headlights of the few other cars made her eyes hurt, giving her an instant headache. That’s it. She was selfless, but not irresponsible. After searching for her phone in the passenger seat, she dialed Jeff’s number. Why she called him, she didn’t know. It was like an automatic movement to type in his number. The shrill beeping of the phone echoed through her head until Jeff’s sleepy voice broke it. “Are you Ok?“ He sounded confused and his voice reminded her of the time he had a terrible cold. Shit. “Oh my God. I’m sorry I didn’t think about the time. I-,“ but Jeff interrupted his friend with a chuckle. “It’s Ok. I was about to get up anyway.“ There was silence, and Y/n could hear him shuffling out of his bedsheets. “David called me and said he wanted me to help him with something.“ Y/n could almost hear the eye roll on the other line, and if she weren’t so tired, she would have probably laughed at it. “I’m guessing he called you, too?“ It sounded more like a question, but Jeff knew that he was right. “Yeah that’s actually why I called…“ She rested her head on the seat. “I’m on Linkin’ Road and I am too tired to drive… I was wondering… I- Could you maybe pick me up?“ She closed her eyes to focus on her friend’s voice. Jeff was grinning, she could hear it when he agreed to pick her up. Y/n’s heart beat faster at this. It was so insignificant and yet so attractive to her.

A couple minutes passed until Jeff’s car pulled up next to hers, sending vibrations through the floor and back to Y/n’s. She looked up and spotted a grinning man on the driver’s side rolling down the window to throw a holler at her. “Need a ride, beautiful?“ Y/n smiled, trying to hide the butterflies in her stomach. She got into his car taking in his woody scent and buckled up. Jeff threw a blanket over her legs and drove towards David’s house. The Drive was about 20 minutes and spend with Jeff humming to the calm tunes of the radio that sent Y/n straight to sleep. When they finally arrived, he tapped her shoulder lightly. “Y/n wake up. We’re here.“ 

They both walked into the house and went straight for the living room, where David was probably seated. It was so bright that Y/n had to rub her eyes. As soon as the brunette noticed his friends, he jumped up excitedly. “Now that everyone is finally here…“ It was just now that Y/n noticed that her whole friend group was scattered in the living room, snuggled up with fuzzy blankets or their significant other. Everyone was looking up to David, who was now standing on top of his couch table waving his remote control in the air. “It came to my attention that our dear friend Jeff has a problem.“ His grin grew wider with every word and if Y/n weren’t so exhausted, she would have probably noticed the mischief in David’s eyes. Jeff was looking around the room, trying to figure out if anybody could give him a hint on what was about to happen, and in his mind, a series of problematic things, he had recently done, were playing like a record. „What do you mean?“ He laughed nervously and scooted closer to Y/n. It always calmed him down to feel her next to him. David proceeded to pull his audience’s attention to the TV behind him. A blurry picture showed on the screen, displaying a woman in a tight blue dress and Jeff dancing in a rather inappropriate way. “Jeff, I think someone might have leaked something to the paparazzi.“ Before Y/n could process what was happening, the room filled with laughter. Y/n stood there as if she had turned to stone, too tired to show any form of emotion. She struggled to pull the corners of her mouth into a smile but she felt like throwing up then and there. Why did he not tell me about this? Why is this making me so sad? It was when Jeff’s hand had touched hers, that she was pulled back to reality. A wave of emotions came crushing over her, making her eyes water and her already pounding headache intensify. She was mad for so many reasons. Mad about David for pulling her away from a much-needed sleep by using her good conscience and selflessness to get her to his house for an immature prank that broke her heart. She was mad that she had not realized sooner how much of an impact Jeff actually had on her. And most of all, she was mad about the fact that something so stupid could even make her mad. It was all too much, and Y/n could not hold it any longer. Her thoughts had been weighing her down for too long now, making her feel like collapsing under their pressure. “Y/n are you okay?“ David managed to yell across the room. “What do you think of Jeff’s new girlfriend?“ Those words hit her like a truck. Girlfriend. The word made her shiver. Jeff did not have a girlfriend for the entire time they had known each other and Y/n never had to deal with the possible bother she would get from it. “I think they look great together!“ Someone said and this made Y/n burst. “You wanna know what I think about it?“ Everyone cheered, waiting for Y/n to drop a punch line. “I think that you’re an asshole, David. This is such bullshit!“ Low laughter were heard until David spoke again: “Don’t be such a drag, Y/n/n.“ Y/n tensed up again and Jeff tried to nudge her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down, but she shrugged him off harshly. “You don’t know what it is like to have responsibilities. I am late on two assignments and the average amount of sleep I get each night is about 2 hours. And you know what I ditched those two hours for today? Your fucking stupid prank. You think you can order everyone at any time just to end up on a 4:20 min vlog. You live in some fucked up carefree parallel universe. But guess what! Not everyone has this reality. Grow up, David! I can’t do this anymore. Being your friend is beyond exhausting and you don’t even care. God! You are the worst person I know!“ The room fell silent until a quiet “That was so uncalled for…“ could be heard. Y/n searched the crowd for the source of that statement in vain. “I’m just saying what every-“ But Jeff interrupted her, “Y/n! That’s enough!“ She shot him a dark glimpse and left the house with a shaking head. 

Y/n trembled from head to toe when she burst through the door of David’s house and the brisk air hit her skin. She just started to walk with no direction in mind. Her view was blurry from the tears pooling up in her eyes, but she did not care. The exhaustion in her bones was making her body hurt. Y/n did not stop, though. She just walked in hopes of the pain in both her heart and body was going to fade after some time. It felt like hours until she finally stopped. Her feet had lead her to a familiar spot. A small clearing with a beautiful view over the city. She sat down and allowed herself to breathe for the first time in hours. What have I done?

It was still dark when Jeff's Car pulled up on the clearing. He sat in the driver’s seat for a while watching Y/n’s back shake and his heart felt squeezed. He always knew that he had a soft spot for her, but this felt different. Almost too much to process. He took a deep breath and walked up to Y/n, resting his hand on her shoulder once again. She looked up and smiled at him with this glimmering spark of sunshine in her eyes, but this time it wasn’t real. Not genuine enough for her. “I don’t get it. You seem like the happiest person in the world.“ Jeff sat down shaking his head while studying the floor beneath his feet. Y/n looked up. Anger flickered in her eyes as she realized what had slipped out of her friend’s mouth. “You wanna know why I’m always positive? You want to know why I’m always so ‚nice‘?“ Tears streamed down her face while she tried to hide the way her features cramped up in pain from the thoughts that flooded her brain like a tsunami. Y/n held her breath for a few seconds trying to collect herself before talking again. The attempt to cover up the ugly sobs that were about to slip her lips made her head feel like bursting. “I’m nice because I’m scared that if I speak my mind, people won’t like me anymore. I am positive because a lot of times I feel like that is the only thing that people could like about me.“ The words hit Jeff right in the heart. He caught her eyes for a second and shivered. He could see her breaking. Breaking to the point where it wouldn’t be a quick fix anymore that could be handled by a hug or kind words. No, the girl he saw in front of him, the very same girl that was sitting there, knees tucked to her chest, face hidden between it and her shoulders, was crumbling into a million pieces. Her body quivered as she attempted to hold her knees even tighter, trying everything to not fall apart any further. Jeff’s eyes started to water. It was a feeling he had never felt before. As if his heart was pulling on thin strains that were able to flood his entire brain with emotions yet so fragile. He hated seeing her like that. He hated everything about this situation. But the worst thing was that he didn’t know how to fix things. He wanted her to be happy, to be careless, and not let people’s opinions or some stupid assignment get the better of her, but he didn’t know how. It’s started to annoy him to the point where even the sky above him with the beautiful stars made him furious. “I had no idea…“ he trailed off after a while. Every word leaving his lips felt like one too much, but at the same time, he felt like he was not even able to say enough to fix things for her. “I’m so sorry.“ He just sat there shaking his head while moving some soil with his right hand. Y/n stayed quiet. She didn’t know what to say either. She felt bad for laying all her issues on him like that, but it felt so good. Iike a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Before she could even think about a response, Jeff interrupted her again. “You should feel able to tell me stuff like this, Y/n/n.“ They locked eyes and Y/n could see the pain in his. “No, I know… It's just that-“ “That what?“ Jeff was desperately hoping for anything that could help him help her. “I don't want to be a bother… especially not for you.“ She hid her face between her knees again, fighting the tears that were threatening to spill. “Oh, Y/n… You could never.“ He grabbed her hands and basically forced her to look back at him again. Y/n could feel the wet soil squeezed between their fingers, making her hand tingle a little. “Never in a million years do or say anything that would make me think anything less of you than an amazing person.“ A genuine smile formed on Jeff’s lips. He could see her relaxing with his touch. Just like he did with hers. “That means a lot, Jeff.“ The way she said his name sent shivers down his spine. His smile grew even wider and Y/n took the tiny bit of confidence in her to speak again. “Especially coming from you… I-“ Secretly hoping he would interrupt her like he always did, Y/n looked up through her lashes. “I know. Me too…“ Jeff smiled. There was this twinkle in his eyes. Just a faint glimmer for every other person, but for Y/n it meant the world. Like a whole new galaxy had been opened just for her. There was something so obvious and unspoken between them now and Y/n loved that they both knew what it was. With no intention to address it, Jeff leaned in closer to her. He watched her face with intent, making sure that she was feeling better from her previous breakdown before he planned on doing anything else. But all she did was smile and hint a small nod his way. That was enough for him. He longed for her lips. His hand wandered back to her shoulder, squeezing it slightly as he bumped his nose against hers. Y/n moved her fingers towards Jeff’s face, touching the scruff on his jaw lightly. They could feel the electricity dancing in the centimeters that separated them. With a final look into her eyes, Jeff pressed his lips against hers, enjoying the warmth for a moment. They started to move in synch, devouring each other. There was nothing else at this moment. Nothing, except for the salty taste of tears and the overwhelming warmth of a loved one. Jeff’s chest felt like bursting from joy. He loved the feeling this moment was giving him. It felt like finally breathing after holding a breath for a month. Their kiss felt like a Valve that had finally been opened for Y/n. It was letting all the hurt and worry out of her system and made the moment even more enjoyable. 

Once they separated from one another, there was nothing but positivity lingering in the air around them. They looked into each other’s eyes until Y/n was ripped from the moment by a yawn that had been sitting in her throat for hours. She rested her head on Jeff’s shoulder and slowly drifted off to sleep. Jeff was stroking her head calmly. There were no more words needed anymore. This moment was perfect.

Jeff looked ahead and noticed the sun rising on the horizon, dipping the world into beautiful red and yellow tones. He took a deep breath, leaning back carefully and enjoying the considerably most wholesome moment to ever exist. 

Hey hey, it’s me again. I know it’s not the best and I know it’s kinda short, but I just wanted to get something out there again. It felt good to write, but unfortunately I don’t have a lot of time lately. I hope you enjoyed this little piece anyways. I would love to hear some feedback on it. Thank you so much for reading this far!

[storiesforallfandoms]

we’re too stupid ~ the vlog squad

word count: 1885

request?: yes!

@iawaythrown​  “May I ask for a vlog squad x popular youtube reader

The reader has their own very popular youtube channel/podcast like a scientific/space podcast. (Like a Vsauce\GameTheory channel) The vlog squad and the reader fan base (somehow) always wants them to collab. One day David says "It won't happen because the reader probably doesn't like us." This ends up getting everyone on the podcast.”

description: when their favorite youtubers show interest in being on their podcast, they jump at the chance to invite them on

pairing: vlog squad x gender neutral!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

“You know what I’ve been listening to a lot lately?” Scotty asked David on the newest vlog David had uploaded. You were watching the vlog on your TV while you prepared to upload the newest episode of your podcast. You had a drink half raised to your lips when Scott responded to his own question, “The Spaced Out podcast.”

Your drink nearly slipped from your hand at the mention of your podcast. You were sure you had imagined it, so you went back and repeated the part just to be sure. The name of your podcast slipped from Scott’s lips again and you had to pause the video to scream with excitement.

When you placed the video again, David spoke next. “Oh wait, is that the one about space and shit? You played it for me before.”

“Yeah! Man, it’s so interesting. I could honestly listen to the host talk about space all day,” Scott said.

“He keeps bringing it up during the Scottcast, too,” Jeff commented. “I’m starting to think he’d rather co-host that podcast instead of our own.”

“Man, I’d love to be on that podcast!”

You could hardly contain your excitement. Your favorite YouTubers knew who you were?! They knew your podcast?! You had to be dreaming, you were sure of it.

“There’s no way they’d ever have us on the podcast,” David was saying. “We’re too stupid and immature, they’d probably hate us.”

“Speak for yourself!” Zane, dressed in some weird costume for a bit, called, causing the boys to laugh together.

This gave you an idea. You put your laptop aside and opened Instagram on your phone. You searched the name “David Dobrik” and went to his DMs.

~~~~~~

A week later, your podcasting room was filled with 11 extra people than there normally was. The room was only small with a handful of seats, so a lot of your guests were squeezed in together or basically sat on one another. No one seemed to mind, though. Every single person in the room was super excited to be there.

“What’s up all my space geeks? Welcome back to another episode of The Spaced Out podcast, the podcast where we discuss super nerdy space things,” you started with your usual intro. “Today’s episode is a little different, though, as today I am joined by not one, not two, not even three, but eleven special guests. You heard me right, eleven. Special guests, wanna say hi?”

All eleven of your guests rang out with a chorus of, “Hello!”s at the one time, making it all come out as just a shouting mess. You laughed and waved a hand to silence them.

“In case you had trouble understanding what they were saying,” you said, “my guests today are David, Scotty, Toddy, Zane, Erin, Carly, Natalie, Heath, Mariah, Corinna, and Jeff, better known as a large chunk of YouTube’s biggest vlogging group: The Vlog Squad!”

The Vlog Squad cheered at their introduction as you just clapped your hands.

“Can I just say,” Heath said once the noise started to die down, “that I am impressed with how fast you said our names and how easy it was. You didn’t even stutter once.”

“I’ll be honest, when David told me exactly who was coming I prepared myself for this,” you admitted. “I’ve never had so many guests on the show before. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve ever had any guests at all. I don’t really know anyone in my real life that’s as interested in space and science as I am.”

“To be fair, none of us are, either,” Jeff joked, causing the room to laugh.

“Yeah, you picked the wrong people to be on your podcast,” Corinna added.

“You don’t have to have any sort of interest to be on the podcast, really. As long as you don’t mind me talking about my nerdy space obsession every now and then anyone is welcome on the podcast.”

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure everyone else could hear it. You were shocked that you were managing to remain so calm in that moment. Your favorite YouTubers were sitting right there in front of you, being guests on your podcast, and somehow you were acting as though they were just friends that you had convinced to come on the podcast.

“Is there any cool space facts you can share with us to get the ball rolling?” David asked.

“Dude, I’ve made over 300 episodes of this podcast that is literally all about space, you gotta narrow down your parameters there,” you told him.

“What’s your favorite space fact then?”

You thought for a moment, going through all the little facts you had in your mind. There was so much you could share with them that you really didn’t know where to start.

“Okay,” you said finally, “I have one. I think David will like this cause we all know he’s made of money: there is a planet that is called 55 Cancri e. It is over twice the size of Earth and it is potentially made of diamonds.”

They all gasped and made comments of astonishment at the same time at this.

“Like, literally made of diamonds?” Corinna asked.

“It’s hard to know for sure. It’s roughly 41 lightyears away so it’s not exactly easy to reach, but they think it’s made of graphite and diamonds,” you explained. “My favorite fact, and one that’s a little scary, is that it’s actually completely silent in space. Like not a single sound, because atmospheres around planets are what contain the soundwaves to make noise.”

“I told you,” David said, turning to face Scott. “We’re too stupid to be on this podcast.”

You all laughed together. “You guys aren’t stupid! I was just fascinated with space as a child and my parents let me feed into that fascination. They always bought me books about space and brought me to visit certain space centers. I was that kid that always said she was gonna grow up and be an astronaut. Instead, I just talk about them on the internet.”

Everything was going so well. You were getting to know your guests and they kept urging you to tell them facts and stories about space. You knew a lot of what you were telling them you had talked about on the podcast before, so devoted listeners probably wouldn’t be too interested in a lot of what you had to say in that episode, but you didn’t mind too much. You just loved to see the looks of astonishment on everyone’s faces as you continued to tell them fact after fact.

When you came to a segment you did in the podcast in which you would read messages from fans, you decided to your guests choose which messages to read and respond to. David took the tablet you used for this first and read through the thousands of messages you received between uploading your most recent episode and recording the current one.

“Are you going to talk about the new 4K pictures of Mars?” he read.

“Oh my God, yes!” you responded. “That will be next episode. I haven’t looked at them all yet because I wanna have a live reaction to them, but I did see one picture and it looks absolutely stunning.”

“It blew my mind how it just looked like a desert here,” Carly commented. “Mars is a lot more like Earth than we think. Sucks that we’ll never be able to live there or anything.”

“I don’t think we’ll never be able to live there, but I don’t think it’ll happen in our lifetimes,” you commented. “But that’s a whole other thing, let’s move on from that.”

“What has been your favorite space related story of the past year?” Natalie read the message she had picked.

“I don’t know if it’s my favorite, but it’s definitely one that I was very interested in reading: a star just vanished in 2020,” you responded. “Apparently that’s something that can just happen, stars can just suddenly disappear and no one knows where they went. This star from the Kinman dwarf galaxy that shined almost brighter than the sun just vanished between 2011 and 2020, and they have no explanation for it. That story stuck with me the most cause I just find it funny that a star that bright just vanished and no one can figure out where it went.”

They continued reading you messages for a while before passing your tablet back to you.

“While I wish I could sit here with you guys and talk about space and your vlogs forever, unfortunately we are running out of time,” you said. “I want to thank the Vlog Squad again for joining me on this episode, and I hope I didn’t bore you guys to death with my stories and facts.”

“Not at all!” David spoke. “I can’t speak for everyone, but I really enjoyed myself. Listening to you talk was really interesting.”

The rest of the group agreed. You tried not to blush from all their kind words.

“I always wanna thank our sponsors again. As always I appreciate them supporting my show, and of course I want you guys, the listeners. Your constant support for the show means so much to me. If you wanna hear more fun facts about space that you’ll never use in live, follow me on my social media. If you’re not already following the podcast, follow the podcast! I upload episodes every Friday, and if you want to be involved in the show be sure to send me your space related messages and maybe I’ll read them out on the next episode. Have a good weekend, little space geek out!”

You ended the recording and the group almost cheered for you. You smiled and stood to thank them again for coming on the show. You were shocked when Corinna pulled you into a hug, which caused the rest of the group to hug you one by one.

“This was the most fun I think I’ve ever had,” Erin commented. “Would you be open to having more guests on the show? I’d love to come back and to just listen to you talk for a full hour.”

The rest of the squad agreed. You really didn’t think you could feel any more excited or on cloud nine, but they kept surprising you.

“I would definitely be open to having guests again,” you replied. “If you guys ever wanna be on the show again, just send me a DM. I’d love to have you!”

“We’d love to have you on the vlogs sometime, too, if you’d be open for that,” David told you.

There they go again, making you feel like you had passed cloud nine and now were on a completely different planet with excitement.

“Y-Yeah!” you managed. “Of course, I’d love that!”

After some more small talk, you showed the group out and thanked them again for coming. Once you were sure they were gone and unable to see you, you began jumping for joy and exclaiming with excitement. You couldn’t believe it! You had just hosted a podcast with your favorite people, and they asked you to join them for filming sometime?!

“This is the best day of my life!”

[cherryleta]

Can u write something where the reader is watching a show with vlog squad and joking about how hot and sexy the main character is and david getting jealous hahaha

I tried lol. I Hope you enjoy it:) if not I an easily re-write it. I used the show I’m watching rn cause I didn’t know who to use lol 🤍 ps. I didn’t add the vlogsquad cause I genuinely didn’t know how to add them to the story :(

>>>>>>

   Your favorite moments with David usually consisted of lazy days at the house begging him to rewatch your favorite movies or tv shows. Today in particular you had a need, no an urge to rewatch the best tv show ever, to your dismay of course which happened to be Teen Wolf. You have been bugging David all day to sit with you and binge watch at least the first season with you .

Although David wasn’t big on supernatural tv shows he still gave in, knowing it would make you happy and oh how he loved seeing that big smile and jump of excitement you would do when he caved in to your antics.

 You had just finished setting up everything in the living room from popcorn to all of yours and his favorite drinks and snacks . As you pressed play, you lay yourself in between David legs with your back against his chest with a blanket wrapped around you both. Ten minutes in, Stiles (Dylan O’Brien) appears on screen and you can't help but gawk over your celebrity crush.

The words “ Ugh Dylan is so sexy I can’t”, “Omg meeting Dylan would be such a dream” spewed out of your mouth, you feel David tense up behind you. As the episode finishes David gets up saying he doesn’t want to watch anymore. With your eyebrows furrowed you question why?   

 David remains silent and you remembered what you had just said, with a smirk on your face you ask “are you jealous that I find Dylan O’Brien attractive?” David just sits back on his phone ignoring you. Shocked his does so, you decide to mess around with him.

You continue watching the show on your own now still making side comments on how you want Dylan for yourself. From the corner of the room you hear “psh he’s not better than me though” feeling bad you get up and sit on David’s lap making him look at you.

You smile at him and start to giggle giving him a quick peck on the lips. “ I love it when you’re jealous”

“I’m not jealous”

“ oh really so you don’t mind hearing how much I love Dylan O’Brien and how-“

“ok, ok I am jealous, but only because Sometimes I can’t believe you chose me, someone as amazing as you deserves someone like Dylan”

“ you’re right”

“Wait what?”

“I said you’re right”

“Oh..”

“I do deserve better, but you are better, you are way more than I deserve and that’s why I love you”

David can’t help but smile at your words thinking about how he got so lucky to find someone like you. ‘Now since we got that cleared up want to watch a movie of your choice,’ you say while smiling back at him. No, we can continue I kinda like this show, he says to you while giving you a kiss on the forehead. You guys spend the rest of the night binge watching half of the series, feeling lucky to be in each other’s presence.

[dirtydobrik]

a new assistant - d.d.

requested: yes! Could you maybe write something about David and a new assistant? After about a month of her working for him, he realizes that he likes her a lot and decides to be distant towards her. One night when they’re alone, she confronts him in his room crying. He tries to apologize and one thing leads to the next and they have a quickie in his room. Maybe almost getting caught?

word count: 1525 warnings: light smut note: this is a little different from the request, but hopefully you still like it! 

masterlist

“When can you start?” Natalie asked, a look of desperation in her eyes as her phone beeped for the seventh time during your interview.

“I’m still in the process of unpacking from my move, but honestly, whenever you need me,” you replied.

“How’s tomorrow?” she suggested.

The next morning you pulled into the driveway and took a deep breath before turning your car off. You walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell, feeling anxious.

Natalie opened the door, and was quick to introduce you to the rest of David and the rest of the team.

You grabbed a seat and sat in on their meeting, taking notes on the tasks you needed to finish.

After working a few days, you were out running errands and heading back to David’s house to drop something off quickly.

The lights were out and the front door was locked. You didn’t have a key to his house yet, so you reached into your purse to dig out your phone and call him. In the process of searching for your phone, you dropped the box you were holding, hearing something shatter as the box hit the stone steps.

You let out a loud groan as you crouched down, realizing you had dropped the box of tester perfumes. David needed to pick the next scent to release and had been given five choices, except three of the bottles broke as they hit the ground.

You took a deep breath, trying not to cry as you grabbed your phone to tell David you were here and that the door was locked.

You heard shuffling inside and a couple moments later, the door swung open.

“I’m so sorry,” you immediately apologized. You were holding back tears, feeing horrible for dropping everything.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, brushing it out. He held his hand out for you to grab and helped you stand up. “We’ll get a new box of samples tomorrow.”

“Are you sure? I feel so bad.” You picked up the box of broken bottles and carried it inside, thankful that there were no glass shards on the steps.

“It’s fine,” David promised you, taking the box from your hands and bringing it into the garage.

“Hey, are you hungry?” he asked as he came back into the living room, and you surprised yourself by nodding. You were planning on picking up something from the frozen section of Trader Joe’s since you didn’t want to cook, and the thought of having someone to eat dinner with sounded nice, especially since you were new to LA and still trying to make friends.

The two of you bonded over Italian takeout, but pretty soon, you were having lunch or dinner together every day. He felt more like your friend than your boss and you liked the fact that you could talk to him about anything. He was a great friend and you found yourself getting dangerously close.

You couldn’t deny that you found him attractive, and you were sure it was clear to everyone around you. But you worked for him and there was no way he would risk ruining the work relationship you two had. After a month of working long hours for David and spending a lot of your time around him, you noticed him start to distance himself from you. He stopped making himself available for meals with you, and you didn’t understand what happened.

One night you were out later than normal running errands, and you pulled on to David’s street. The only car parked in the driveway was David’s Tesla, which was odd considering it was 7pm and his friends were normally over. “Hey, I picked up a box of the new merch samples,” you said, unlocking the front door and stepping into the house. “And Natalie texted me to grab Chipotle, so I have that too.” “Just leave everything in the kitchen,” David shouted from his room, and you let out a sigh. He had been avoiding you for days now and you had no clue why. You set your purse, phone, and the box of merch on the island and decided to bring the Chipotle bag to David. You knocked on his door and pushed it open, poking your head in to see him leaning against his headboard watching TV. “Can I ask you something?” you asked, setting the Chipotle down on his desk, curious as to why he had been avoiding you. “Sure, what’s up?” He grabbed the remote and shut the TV off, turning his attention to you. “Was it something that I did or said?” “What are you talking about?” he asked, clearly confused. “You’ve been ignoring me completely for almost a week. I mean if I’m so bad at my job, why don’t you fire me?” “You’re not bad at your job,” David reassured you. “Actually, you’re great at your job. And that’s not why I’ve been avoiding you.” “So then why are you? Because I sure as hell can’t think of a reason.” “I didn’t want to get too close to you because you work for me. And I’m not sure I can keep our relationship professional.” “What do you mean?” you asked, and instead of answering your question, David stood up from his spot on the bed and walked over to where you were standing. He placed one hand on the small of your back and used the other to tilt your head up. His eyes met yours for a brief moment, seeking your approval. You slightly nodded, and seconds later his lips were on yours. David pulled back, realizing what he had just done. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. We can’t do this. Not when you work for me,” David muttered. “It’s okay,” you promised. “Just kiss me. Again,” you added, standing on your toes and wrapping your arms around his neck. He rested his hands on your lower back and didn’t think twice. David’s lips met yours again and you smiled into the kiss. His lips trailed down your neck as you guided him over to his bed. You pushed him down and straddled his lap. He leaned back and pulled you down with him so you were hovering over him. Your black t-shirt hung low, and David slipped his hands under your shirt to unclasp your bra before pulling your shirt off and sliding your bra off along with it. He took a moment to stare at you. “God, you’re hot,” David whispered under his breath and you could feel yourself blushing at his comment. His lips wrapped around one of your nipples and he gently twisted the other one and you let out a quiet gasp over his action. You wrapped your fingers around the hem of his black t-shirt and pulled it over his head, running your hands down his chest. You dropped your head leaving a trail of kisses from his neck to the top of his sweatpants. David readjusted himself, lifting his hips off the mattress for you to pull his sweats and boxers down. His pants wrapped around his ankles as you continued to straddle him. You brought your head back up to his, your hair falling in front of your face as you leaned down to kiss him. You hovered over David, one hand on the mattress for stability while the other wrapped around his cock. You slid your hand up and down, tightening your grip with every pump. David’s breathing was getting irregular, and you grinded your hips against him, hearing him let out of a low moan. You ducked your head down, wrapping your lips around him. You used both hands to twist near the base as you bobbed your head up and down. David was close to finishing but you both froze as you heard the garage door open. “Shit,” you muttered, sitting up. You scrambled to grab your shirt off the floor, your face flushed. David pulled his blanket over himself as you ran into the kitchen to open the box of merch you had dropped off. You pulled out a few pieces and tried to act like you were doing something productive. “Hello?” Taylor yelled. “Kitchen,” you shouted back. “What���s going on?” she asked, kicking her shoes off and placing them by the front door. “Just sorting through the samples for David’s new line,” you said as she took a seat on the stools. “You’re a terrible liar,” she chuckled, pointing to the shirt you were wearing, before grabbing a handful of pieces from the box to help you out. You glanced down and noticed it was inside out and you had grabbed David’s instead of your own. “Also noticed your bra on the floor of David’s room. Probably should’ve shut his door on your way out,” she added and you felt your face turn red with embarrassment. “Please don’t say anything, to anyone” you begged. “Relax. Your secret’s safe with me,” she promised and you let out a sigh of relief. A couple minutes later, your phone buzzed with a text from David: come back when taylor’s gone. i owe you

[rafestyles]

when the party’s over | d.d

Requested? Yes: dev 🥰 i love your writing!! i have an idea: one night david goes out with the boys to film at a party. we all know that david is very easy to get drunk lol so long story short, david’s decision to drink a lil bit of beer ended up with natalie and ilya dragging him to your apartment because ‘your dumbass of a drunk boyfriend lost his the keys to his house. oh, and the tesla keys, too’. so just taking care of your dumbo while he’s dying lmao <3 and him being all clingy and obnoxious!! love ya 💞

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings?: none !!

A/N: ugh tysm angel, you’re my number one fan, ily !! ok tbh i’ve never been drunk before sooo also i tried to find some david drunk clips but there’s not much - so bare with me

you loved your boyfriend, you really did. i mean, after being with him for two years, it was hard not to love the man (more like man child). but there were some times that it was a little harder. like tonight: david had begged you persistently to come out to some college party with him (and his god damn pout was so cute you almost gave in, but you stood your ground.)

“dave, no. i have to study for this test, okay? not all of us get to party until four am and then sleep until two, bubby.” you chastised, patting his cheeks softly. he rolled his eyes at you and you watched as he leaned forward pressing his lips to your nose, forehead, both of your cheeks and finally your lips. you couldn’t help your grin as you kissed him back, “okay, okay.” you laughed, pushing him back gently as you took a step back to grab you stuff. you looked back up at him as he let out a loud groan, leaning his head back as he talked, “ugh, why did i have to get a girl who’s not only hot but also smart?” he sat his head back up, peeking an eye open at you. “bubs, complimenting me is not going to convince me to go with you tonight.” you narrowed your eyes at him, “now come give me a kiss goodbye so i can leave.”

—

about four hours later, you had studied as much as your brain could handle and you were finally getting up to wash your face before you headed to sleep. well, that is until you had received a face time call from david’s friend ilya. you internally groaned, trudging back over to your bed to pick up your phone.

“hello?” you answered, squinting your eyes at the screen to try and decipher what was going on. “y/n?” ilya screamed into his phone, “y/n. fuck, i should’ve figured he’d call you.” “ilya, what the fuck is going on?” you laid back onto your bed, turning up the brightness on your screen, hoping it would let you see more of what was happening. “is that y/n? ilya give me the fucking phone.” you heard your boyfriend slur. and oh, now this conversation made a lot more sense. dave was drunk and although he didn’t get drunk often, when he did it was a shit show for everyone. “shut the fuck up, david.” you watched the screen as you saw ilya walk into, what you assumed, was a bedroom in the house that they were at. 

“listen, y/n. your boyfriend’s a fucking mess and i don’t want to deal with him.” “ilya,” you groaned, “i’m gonna take a wild guess and say this was your fault anyways. you deal with him. i have that test in the morning.” ilya rubbed his hand over his face, looking back at the door then back at you, “well you’re not necessarily wrong,” you went to cut him off with an ‘i told you so’ but he put his hand up in a gesture to tell you to be quiet as he continued to speak. “but the jackass won’t shut the fuck about you. what the fuck have you been giving the guy? he’s like a love-sick puppy.” you let out a loud laugh at his statement, and almost as if he had been summoned, you watched the screen as david barged through the door, looking around the room for a second before noticing ilya. 

“ha!” he yelled, pointing an acusing finger at ilya, “there you are, i’ve been looking for you everywhere.” you couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped your lips as you noticed how slurred david’s words really were. you laughed a little more as you watched him support his body against the doorframe and then continuing to speak, “is that my y/n on the phone? hey ilya, why the fuck are you talking to my girlfriend, bro? you tryna get with her or something?” “the fuck dobrik?-“ you cut ilya off, yelling loudly into your phone’s speaker. “dave, shut up. ilya, please just get him here safely. call an uber, and get david here in one piece. i’ll be up and waiting so you better hurry up.” “copy that, y/n. operation get david back in one piece has officially started.” you rolled your eyes at ilya, your ears perking up when you heard your boyfriend start yelling as he was making his way down the hallway. “yes! get me to y/n, i missss her!! hey, zane, i’m gonna go see y/n, okay? did you know she was my girlfriend?” “ilya?” you called out. “hm?” “please get him here as fast as you can. i don’t want him to embarrass himself more.”

--

forty-five minutes later you heard a knock at your door and david singing your name over and over again. you opened the door, and david immediately fell into your arms, “y/n. hi. i missed you so much.” you stumbled back, leaning onto the wall to support david’s weight on you. “did ilya let you walk up here all by yourself?” you kicked the door shut with your foot, wrapping david’s arm around your shoulder as you started to make the journey back to your bedroom. david nuzzled his face into your neck, sniffing softly, “mmm.. yeah i told him i was fine. ‘cause ‘m fine, y/n. just missed you ‘s all.” “you seem fine, dave.” you rolled your eyes sarcastically even though you knew he couldn’t see you. “okay, bubby. we’re here. lay down on the bed and let me take off your shoes.” you demanded gently, laughing at the giant oaf you called your boyfriend, follow your orders. it was quiet for a few moments as you took off david’s shoes and then his pants so he would be more comfortable.

“y/n?” “hm?” “i love you,” he sighed. you giggled softly, a warm blush spreading over your cheeks as you laid down next to him, turning off the light, “i love you too, dave.” “no but like, i’m in love with you. like i know i’m drunk right now, but fuck y/n, you’re the love of my life.” he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you flush against his body. you nuzzled your face into his neck, attempting to ignore the scent of alcohol and weed left on his skin, listening as he continued to talk. “you’re so pretty also? like the most stunning person ‘ve ever met, okay? and like you’re so fucking smart, y’know? you could probably recite the whole alphabet backwards because you’re so smart.” you laughed loudly at him, tilting your head back up and letting your eyes adjust to the darkness so you could look him in the eyes. “no, i definitely cannot bubby.” you smiled at him, brushing some of his shaggy hair out of his face. “but you’re so smart. you know a lot of math and i don’t know a lot of math, and i think that’s just really cool. did i mention you’re really pretty? also, you’re really smart, i don’t know if ‘ve told you that before. wait, i’m hungry, can we order chipoltle?” you watched as his eyes began to droop, you shook your head, pressing a soft kiss to his nose. “no bubby, maybe tomorrow, okay?” “mm… see this is what i mean. you’re so smart, y/n. come up with the best ideas, yes you do.” he mumbled, his eyes closing as he finally falls asleep. 

you laid your head on his chest, as you thought to yourself that even though this man child drove you a little crazy sometimes, you really did love him and you were really lucky to have him.

[daviddoughbrik]

David's favorite position

Cowgirl, 100%.

He can still choke you and drill into you, but he also gets to leave bruises on your hips and see your face in the light as you orgasm.

[blissfulsun]

Blurbs & Concepts Masterlist:

Updated 02/01/20

(s) for mature

personal favourites are marked with a little •

Jeff Wittek

Blurbs:

falling asleep in your arms •

there is no us (2)

break up to make up

drunk confessions

the first move

two lines

hands on • (2)

make up/out

move in with me doll

back of the tesla (s)

never been kissed 

tunnel vision

holy shit, i’m in love

handsy on the couch (s)

just wanna hold ya

unspoken connection

make you moan (s)

let’s get away

almost kiss

hard questions

wined & dined

hot girl summer

tipsy affections

hot tub antics (s) •

could’ve been

kid’s barbershop chair

mother knows best

pda fanatics

date night in the truck (s)

cuddles in the morning

want more

you’re in my spot

firsts

‘come over’ (s)

under the table (s-ish)

out of my league

new years eve 

i want control (s)

slip of the tongue 

the man behind the smile

the morning after (lessons in love excerpt) 

show me

lessons in love (s)

nervous

Concepts:

almost lovers

he’s soft for you

intelligence is sexy

whipped 

you bring me hope

personal driver

take a picture, it’ll last longer

take care of you •

our daughter

cuddles on the couch

his turn ons

perfect pair

painting his back

late night snack

more than friends

interruptions

your future

smothered in kisses 

crushing

second family

personal trainer

protective boyfriend

his love language(s)

each other’s comfort

tattooed

pda

waiting up

a simp

animal crossing

tik tok fails

helping out

you’re hired

healthy

sexting

hold me

cockwarming (s)

simp nation

already here

meeting his friends 

stressed out

talk me down

festival headliner

nervous meetings

co-host

hurt feelings 

five seconds 

almost

perfectly wrong

care taking

overworked 

wedding night

first kiss

[vlogsquadssquad]

davids perfume

summary: y/n and David have an unspoken crush on each other but David releases the perfume ad and y/n doesn't know what to think

a/n: all this Charlotte and David drama had inspired me to write this. love you guys!

warnings: swearing, a teensy bit angst.

mood board:

- your pov

���alright guys, you ready?” david asks as he has his hand on the remote ready to push play.

i’m sitting next to him unable to sit still. our eyes meet as he glanced around to everyone. i smile, “yes, dave! i’m so excited, push play!”

he looks at me almost apologetically. and hesitates. “actually, i-“

“give me that!” i snatch the remote and push play and rub his shoulder as the music starts. he smiles at me with his lips but his eyes say something else. i watch the screen and the whole time he’s watching me.

my eyebrows raise at the more romantic parts of the video. he places his hand on my knee and i’m startled. i look to him and smile like everything’s ok. but my heart is on fire. i feel sick. as the music slows down a scene of her laying in the sheets and his hands all over her, my jaw drops. i didn’t know they were together. he squeezes my leg and i slowly make eye contact with the man next to me. i laugh in disbelief, and look back to the screen. the ending. finally.

“soo, what’d you think?” he asks everyone but only looks to me. i’m shocked and i don’t know what to say. how could i say it’s broken my heart in a million pieces, i’m in love with you but we’re only friends?

ilya finally chimes in, “dude, it’s a soft core porn. i’m gonna go wack it.” everyone laughs as ilya fakes going to his room. i’m still shocked. i just slept over at his house for a movie night and he had a girlfriend? i mean i slept on the couch but still.

“y/n? did you like it?” he asks me.

“yeah, i mean, wow, it’s just-it’s great! who directed it? i need their info now!” i chuckle. david smiles.

“you really liked it? your opinion is important to me.”

“uhm, well yes. i loved it.” i try to reassure him. “it’s very... romantic.”

“yeah, well all those ads are-“

my phone rings. “hello? yes. okay well can- so the part is booked? well i thought- okay i’ll be there soon.” i hung up the phone and smiled to david.

“i have to go, but i loved it. i’m happy, you’re happy, we’re all happy!” i shout as i grab my stuff and head out the door.

on the drive to my agents office i can’t help but feel the tears in my eyes. i try to stay calm and collected.

- davids pov

i head to my room looking for my phone. I find it on my nightstand and text in the group chat. “thoughts?” not even a second goes by when my messages are flooding in.

“where's part 2?”

“that was hot!”

“relationship goals!”

y/n ‘liked’ that last message. 

I slumped on my bed and I checked twitter. everyone was losing their minds. I felt overwhelmed so I checked tiktok, then instagram. maybe filming the ad wasn't a good idea. my manager convinced me to do it. 

as I scroll through instagram, I see charlottes post. “our kids?” I read aloud, confused. I comment back something very professional when I see y/n already liked the post. this is my worst nightmare. I think she thinks Charlotte and I are an item. I call y/n but it goes to voicemail. fuck.

I decide to livestream to occupy my mind. message after message I see people talking about the video. I very quickly try to shut it down the best way I knew how.

“congrats on the girlfriend, Dave.” I read and tried to laugh. “I don't have a girlfriend” I continue to laugh.

- your pov

its night time now. davids tried calling me 4 times now, but I just can't face him yet. how could I? its so complicated. I think I love him and I think- or I thought he loved me too. now I realize the flirty tiktoks, the insta stories were all just for likes and views. I place an order for chipotle. David was the one who got me hooked on it. I sigh and throw my phone on the couch.

 I put on some comfy clothes, aka a big shirt and no pants. I go to grab a drink from the fridge and I slump in the couch waiting for my food. as I scroll through all my social media I see people fawning over David and Charlotte. post after post, Im breaking as I read every word they're saying. my eyes go foggy with tears once again and I hear a knock on the door. 

“coming!” I wipe away the tears and grab some cash to tip. I open the door and im met with a beautiful face. 

“hey” he breathed. “I don't need any money, but thanks.” he smiled.

my hand fell and my body felt warm. “hi, come in!”

“thanks, uhm, I tried calling but...”

“yeah, i’m sorry, i’ve been busy.”

“have you?” he asks. 

I shrug and pout my lips. “I don't know what you want me to say, Dave.”

“I want to know what you're thinking, what you're feeling.”

“I don't want us to be weird. you're my best friend.” I confess

“y/n, I can promise you, it won't be weird.”

“I don't even know how to put it in words...” there's silence as I search for the words.

“y/n... ?”

“i’m so happy for you and Charlotte,” I look to the floor. “I just-i think ive been falling for you and didn't realize, but I promise ill be over it I just need some space, I don't want our friendship-” 

“okay, ill stop you there. there's no Charlotte and me. that video was filmed months ago, and it was awkward and a joke because those ads are always- look, it wasn't serious. it was for the ad, it was jacks idea, and I-”

“yeah, but that worries me too. is everything just about money and views for you?”

“what? y/n, how could you even say that, you know me!” his eyebrows were furrowed and his face was turning red.

“I don't know, I- I didn't think you'd exploit your relationship like that either-”

“there's no relationship!” he yells.

“I know, I know, but it makes it a little questionable still. Am I just a source of views for you, David. be honest.”

“no. not at all. I didn't know how to tell you but... fuck it. i’m insanely obsessed with you. i’m pretty sure you're my soulmate and when I think of my future, I always picture you beside me.” he sighs and takes my hands. “I want my life with you. after watching your reaction to the video I realized I made a mistake and I understand if you're upset with me. but I don't want to waste time anymore.”

I slightly smile. “you could've asked me to do the ad, i’m an actress you know.”

he chuckles. “I thought about it. but I didn't want to exploit you, despite how you think of me.”

I playfully slap his chest and bite my lip.

“I don't think that, Dave.” i’m almost whispering.

“good” he whispers back. “can I kiss you, I feel like this is a good first kiss momen-” I push my lips to his. the kiss is soft but David puts his hands on my waist and pulls me in deeper. my whole body melts into his and I feel whole. my life feels whole.

---

ahhhhhhhh so cute! thanks for reading!!!!

[harianasavenue]

woman with a broken heart - j.f

hey guys, i haven’t posted in a while and i’m sorry. i have been really busy but i’m available finally. if you have any requests, please send them in! <3 -a 

song: beware by big sean ft. lil wayne and jhene aiko. 

summary: jeff and y/n have been in a toxic relationship due to his past mistakes, driving them to breakup

warnings: cursing, mentions of cheating, toxic and broken relationship. 

words: 348 

* 

1 year ago*

jeff was out clubbing with his friends, while you stayed at home. he wouldn’t let you come with him, which did make you mad and sad, but it was whatever. jeff had been going a lot more than normal. it made you so mad seeing him get ready in front of you, but he wouldn’t let you go out. 

he was a sweetheart in the first stages of the relationship. 5 months in he started rebelling against you and he started disrespecting you, which lead to your first fight. he had stormed out and got drunk. he cheated on you that night, and you forgave him after a week. 

this happened 3 more times. he cheated on you so many times, you began to distance yourself and you broke up with him. 

shortly after, he promised he’ll change and you guys got back together.

* 

 jeff started that cycle again.

you decided it was a good idea to question him about cheating on you, judging from past mistakes and drama. 

“are you cheating on me?” you say, sitting on the couch drinking champagne. you were prepared for a fight. 

“are you crazy? you have got to be kidding me. i said i changed.” he tells you, his anger already building up. 

“don’t call me crazy. you did it before, so it’s not unreasonable.” you say calmly.

“ why do you have to bring this up all the time.” 

“why do it in the first place?” you shoot back. 

“that’s it, we’re done.” 

that stops you in your tracks. it literally felt like he shot you in the heart and left you in the dust. 

“i fucking hate you jeff. how dare you break up with me after everything i did for you. keep a fucking eye open at night.” you say, grabbing your stuff. 

“baby, you know i meant it with good intentions, right? i was just mad.” he tries to justify. 

“this is your last time calling me crazy or baby. cut off everyone from my family, we’re over.” you say leaving him alone in his apartment. 

[livylove151]

Panic Attack (David Dobrik)

Summary: David brings you to a party and you have a panic attack and he is surprisingly very good at helping you focus on him and calm down. 

“I can’t breathe. I can’t-”

“Just breathe... You’re okay, I promise, just breathe.”

Your POV:

You don’t go to parties. It wasn’t your thing. Usually when it came to David’s events or any type of party that related to your friend group you either told them you weren’t feeling up to it or go for about an hour then get the hell out of there. Parties always caused you so much discomfort and so much anxiety. And usually you could escape before a panic attack started. So the vlog squad just sort of stopped inviting you to things. 

When it came to dinner with your friends you were always invited, but I think they picked up on the fact that you weren’t really a party kind of girl. And they accepted that fact. Well almost everyone. David didn’t accept it. In fact, every time he threw a party or knew of a party going on he immediately texted you and asked if you would accompany him. You knew he just wanted to get some bits for the vlog and see what would do if you were intoxicated but you never agreed to any of his invitations. 

But this time you couldn’t deny the invitation as much as your mind was screaming at you to deny the offer, the look on David’s face was just too hard to say no to. You knew he was getting defeated at the fact you never went to one of his “wild” events. And maybe this time your anxiety would be okay considering you knew David and you knew MOST of his friends. Not all of them but enough that if you did so happen to panic you could stick to someone’s side. 

You were so wrong. 

David’s house was filled with so many unfamiliar faces. The music making the floor vibrate, people intoxicated with alcohol screaming the lyrics at the top of their lungs, stumbling around bumping into you as you tried to find a less crowded area. David was somewhere amongst the crowd getting footage for his vlogs while Zane and Heath were the life of the party getting drunk off their asses. You tried to focus on one specific person but everything was starting to blur over. 

The music faded as you started to hyper focus on your breathing. You could feel your heart beating in your chest as so many people bumped into you as you felt the room closing in on you. You searched everywhere for an escape from the living room but there were too many people around. Too many people screaming and dancing, drinks sloshing on to the floor. 

You knew what was coming, you put two fingers against the side of your neck to check your pulse. It was racing. Your throat was all of sudden desert dry. You put a hand on the wall to steady yourself as the floor started to spin. Your breathing started to pick up as you felt your eyes gloss over with tears. 

“(Y/N)?” You heard a voice. You couldn’t tell who it was. You just stared straigh ahead of you as you tried to focus on your pulse. But that only seemed to freak you out more. “(Y/N), it’s David. What’s happening right now?” 

You turned your head to the side to see David standing there, he reached out towards you and put his hand on your arm. You looked around at the crowd then back at David. 

“I’m, I, um, am having-” You stopped to take a short breath. “I think I’m having a panic attack.” He nodded and immediately pulled you into his side, snaking an arm around your waist as he pushed his way through the crowd. And considering this was his house, everyone parted like the red sea. He led you guys through a door and from what you could tell you were in his bedroom. He led you to his bed and sat you down as he crouched down in front of you. 

“Do you need water?” He asked. You shook your head as you stared at his shoes. “I need you to look at me.” 

Your eyes flickered to his. 

“Tell me where we are right now,” He said. 

“Your house, in your room,” you muttered. His hands were on your thighs. 

“Very good, you’re okay. You are in a spacious area right now. The music is just a faded sound, you’re with me. One of your friends. A familiar face. Just take a deep breath. Can you do that for me?” He asked, his voice had a soothing quality to it. You shook my head no. 

“I can’t breathe. I can’t-” you said as you started shaking your head as a few tears started to fall. David sat down next to me and pulled you against him, your head resting upon his chest as he stroked your hair. 

“Hey, hey, hey, you’re okay. I’m right here. Just breathe...You’re okay, I promise, just breathe,” He whispered against your hair as he slowly rocked us both back and forth. 

You guys stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity but your breathing slowed down and the tears no longer fell. The room was still and everything wasn’t so loud anymore. You slowly pulled away from David and took another deep breath. you sat there for a moment not really knowing what to say. 

You looked over at him. “Sorry about that.”

“Hey, no need to apologize. I used to get panic attacks all time. I may not be the best at helping but I understand how you feel. I’ll always be here for you (Y/N),” David said as he placed a kiss on your temple. 

You were so glad to have a friend like David Dobrik.