#scotty sire imagines

[konnorhasapen]

💫Assigning a song to each some of my Redacted ocs and I say "some" because I don't have sound playlists for any absent listeners (except for Sunshine, but their playlist is more songs that give me Eli vibes-)💫

I like doing these and these are all bangers. Enjoy :)

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Judah (Lovely)— Look at the Sky by Porter Robinson

Danny (Baabe)— Past Lives by BØRNS

Nick (Sweetheart)— False Confidence by Noah Kahan

Kenny (Darlin')— Daylight by Shinedown or On My Own by Ashes Remain (I couldn't decide, as per usual-)

Evander (Freelancer)— I'm Happy by Imagine Dragons

Hale (Honey)— Looking Too Closely by Fink or Ain't That Somethin' by Scotty Sire (I couldn't decide again💀)

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A short list, but it was fun either way. I tried to pick songs I felt dug a little deeper into the listener characters and the ocs I've built around them, and I feel like I've achieved that :)

Hope you enjoyed and I encourage anyone who sees this to also assign a song to each or some of your Redacted ocs and tag me in it because I love reading about other peoples characters and I love music :3

[hellotemporaryuniverse]

10 Songs and 10 people

tagged by @charrhylis, thanks bestie

after some perusing of my spotify, this is what I dragged up

1. Eat your young - Hozier

2. Flares - The script

3. Polaroid - Imagine dragons

4. Soldier, poet, king - The oh hellos

5. Record player - Daisy the great & AJR

6. Alcatraz - Oliver riot

7. Coming home, part ii - Skylar grey

8. Mister glassman - Scotty sire

9. Start a war - Klergy & Valerie broussard

10. False confidence - Noah kahan

no pressure tags (sorry if you've already been tagged): @stolen-pen-name23 @ijustreallylovedaredevil @ninjigma @ashinaburrito @runaway-ent @rogerrogerthat @indigostars @pandora15 @gentlespace @hellowkatey

+ anyone else who wants to

[dreamep]

Who are the people he’s with I know Scotty sire who is everyone else do I need to care did they do bad things <- trying to avoid a tummy ache (it’s not working)

It’s only bad if drantis find out🤠 no but Scotty, his gf, and the others seem to be ok bc they have said pos things about drm in the past. Scotty is David dobriks friend and defended him when a former friend accused DD of getting him sexually harassed (this was like two weeks before Davids other friend was exposed for being a rapist) Scotty took his video down and has tried to focus on his music(it’s not good) and I imagine that’s why he wants to hang with drm. Personally I don’t like him but if we all keep our mouths shut maybe we can avoid hell week 😭

[isthisthingeven0n]

all love : s.s

brief summary: learning to heal after a breakup is never easy, but when you watch scott fall in love with someone else it makes it ten times harder (1.2k) 

requested: yes by an anon! you guys know how much i adore fletcher, and if you didn’t know i want to get ‘all love’ tattooed on my arm in her handwriting (if i can ever get her to write it we’ll see)

warnings: angsty - based on fletchers song so it’s lowkey sad 

all my links 

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

DO NOT STEAL MY WORK - IT IS ALL MY OWN WRITING

Six months ago you both agreed it was for the best, but that doesn’t make it any harder to accept the fact he was no longer yours and you weren’t his.

After a month of being apart, you decided to try and remain friends which was working just fine. You were still able to see him and joke around with all your friends, ignoring the impending awkwardness that would soon hit like a ton of bricks.

You were getting used to going to bed alone and waking up to the absent space beside you, it was part of moving on, learning to heal your heart.

Everything was fine until you went over to Scott’s house for a workout and you noticed someone new, Jay’s best friend and Scott’s new temporary roommate; Jac.

Looking back, you should’ve seen the signs. The subtle touches, the longing looks you once received and the laughter that echoed throughout the house. You should’ve realised sooner when he adopted a kitten for her, how she cried and held onto him tightly or was seen in videos wearing his shirts.

Part of you knew what was happening, but you didn’t have the heart to let yourself know. As if you didn’t, you could carry on healing and remember the late nights and parties you attended without clouding those memories with a broken heart.

Which leads you to now; sitting in a bar with all your friends, trying to forget the weight on your shoulders for one night.

“Take it easy, Y/n,” Jeff rests his hand on your back as you knock back another shot, shrugging his hand off. “don’t do more damage than necessary, okay?”

You glance up at Jeff, picking up the third shot glass and emptying it within seconds, slamming the glass down as you take the wedge of lemon into your mouth.

“I’m fine.” You mutter, despite both of you know it was far from true.

“Baby!” The known slurs of Zane sounds as he leans against the bar beside you, taking your hand in his. “Come dance with me, please?” He pouts, and you laugh as you rise to your feet, not quite trusting yourself as you stumble for a second.

“Of course!” You swallow the lump in your throat as Zane guides you over to dance with him, surrounded by bodies grinding against each other as flashes of last year cross your mind. Simpler times as you laughed with Scott, his hands across your waist as he held your body close to his.

Turning around, you dance against Zane, laughter filling the bubble around you as your friends film you both, the intensity of the flash blinding you as a smile laces your lips.

As the flashes die down, you glance up to see them walking in, hand in hand.

Suddenly, the music dies down and your movements slow as you look at the smile on his lips, the way he glances over to her as the approach the bar and greets everyone.

“Y/n?” Zane spins you around so you’re focusing on him, and he can see the tears in your eyes threatening to fall. “It’s okay, baby. We got this, yeah?” He rests his hands on your arms as you nod, forcing yourself to hide your tears as you take a deep breath.

“I’m okay.” You lie as you both walk over to the bar, ordering more shots.

“Hey, Y/n,” Scott speaks up, now standing beside you as Jac smiles sweetly at you.

Taking the shots, you tap your foot beneath the bar, forcing a somewhat genuine smile. “Hey, good to see you guys.” You try to conceal the pain in your voice as you notice his arm remains around her waist, holding her close to his side.

“I don’t think I ever introduced you guys,” Scott comments, looking to Jac and back to you. “Jac, this is Y/n, she’s an old friend.”

You grip the edge of the bar as the word echoes through your mind. An old friend.

“It’s lovely to actually meet you, Y/n.” Jac smiles before glancing up to Scott. “I’m going to order a drink, you want one?”

Scott nods as he kisses her cheek before she turns around, leaving you both alone.

“How’ve you been, Y/n?” Scott asks, stepping closer as you take a hold of a shot, trying to conceal your shaking hand.

“I’m fine, just busy.” You state through gritted teeth. “But it’s good to see you, Scott, I’m glad you found someone.” You comment, unable to look him in the eyes as he pats your shoulder before turning away.

Immediately, Zane returns to your side, helping you stand up as you swallow the shot and grab the other one. “I don’t think I can do this, Zane.” You tell him as tears fall from your eyes. “I’m not ready to see this, I, I thought I was.”

Zane rubs your arm as he looks across the bar, making eye contact with Natalie and Todd. Immediately Natalie walks over toward you both, standing beside you, blocking your view of Scott and Jac.

“Hey, it’s okay, b.” Natalie mutters as she wipes your eyes, guiding you away to the bathroom where the sounds of your cries grow louder as the music dies down.

Once the door is closed, you can’t stop yourself from collapsing down against the wall. “I was so stupid thinking we could be friends, Nat.” You admit as Natalie bends down, crouching in front of you. “He introduced me as an old friend,” You scoff, forcefully wiping your eyes. “I mean, how fucking stupid have I been?”

“You’re not stupid, Y/n. A little hopeful, maybe, but you couldn’t have imagined this.” Natalie reminds you as she passes you some scrunched up tissue as you wipe your face.

“I’m going to head home, I don’t wanna see them together, not yet.” You exhale a shaky breath as you slowly rise to your feet with Natalie’s help. “Thanks, Nat.”

Bringing you into a tight hug, Natalie pulls away, resting her hands on your shoulders. “You’re worth so much more than him, Y/n.” She states, ignoring you shaking your head in disarray. “You are, and you’ll realise it soon enough.”

Exiting the bathrooms, you hold your head high as you smile to your friends. “I’m gonna go, but have a drink on me, yeah?” You laugh with Zane as he hugs you tightly, allowing you a moment to catch sight of Scott, kissing Jac’s neck with that look of lust, one you’ll never forget.

“See you later, baby.” Zane mutters to you, feeling you stiffen in his arms as you pull away, swallowing your pride as you walk past the couple, feeling his eyes linger on you as you exit the bar.

As you turn the corner, you allow yourself to finally crumble as you arrange for an Uber to pick you up.

You can’t always win in love, there’s always going to be someone who loves the other more and sadly in your case, you’ll always love Scott more than he loved you.

[mistersourwolf]

“Turn it off!” David laughed, reaching to push the camera away.

“You need a taste of your own medicine.” You laughed, pushing him back onto the couch. He was always so shy when you made fun of him, especially on camera. You could see how red his face got, but that was just the effect you had on him.

[hijustanotherfanficwriter]

Hello! I am going to start writing fan fic since I have so much free time.

I will be writing/taking requests for the following:

Marvel

Harry Styles

5sos

Throne of Glass

Vlog Squad

I will do imagines/head cannons/stories

Feel free to send in any requests or questions and I will get to them as soon as possible! :)

[avenging-fandoms]

December 9th - The Nightmare before Christmas {Scotty Sire}

requested by @flowersandvibes : 7 and 10 with scotty for the little prompt list thingy bc i love halloween and christmas sO MUCH and the nightmare before christmas is literally my fave 

7: “My house, my rules. The Christmas music stays on” 10: “I don’t care what you say, The Nightmare Before Christmas works for Christmas and Halloween”

“y/n, jesus, i can barely hear myself think! why do you have the christmas so damn loud?” scott pointed the camera at you and you laugh, using the spatula as a microphone as you sang along to ariana grande’s ‘santa tell me’ you go over to scotty, holding his face and singing against his lips. he laughs, wrapping an arm around you and twirling you. he sets his camera down, dancing with you to ‘all i want for christmas is you” by mariah carey and justin bieber. the song ends and scott dips you, making you laugh. he pecks your lips and stands you up, grabbing his camera again. “okay, can you please turn it down?”

“no! my house, my rules. the christmas music stays on!” scott rolls his eyes and pushes your head, making you laugh. you turn it down a bit as scott walks up the stairs, link close to you as you make dinner, hoping you’ll drop something. you drop her a piece of meat and she eats it excitedly. you sway your hips to the music, finishing dinner and making two plates. you walk into the bedroom where scott laid on the bed posting his new video. “dinner’s ready” 

he gets up and closes his laptop, grabbing his phone and following you. he pours himself a cup of iced tea, pouring you one as well. you two go and sit on the couch, turning on the tv to ABC Family where ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’ was starting.

you squeal excitedly, making scott laugh and link perk her head up from her bed where she laid down.

“this is a halloween movie, why are they playing it now?” scott asked and ate a piece of his chicken, and you stop mid-bite looking at him. 

“i’m sorry?” 

“it’s a halloween movie!”

“babe? are you stupid?”

“are you stupid? this is clearly a halloween movie! they are scary monsters, and jack is a skeleton!” scott explains and you roll your eyes and shake your head.

“whatever. i don’t care what you say, The Nightmare Before Christmas works for halloween and christmas” 

“fine, let’s just leave our argument there” you both turn back to the movie, eating your dinner. you sing along to the songs, scott smiling at you. 

you both finish your plates and put them on top one another, you cuddling next to scott. his hand rubbed your side, your hand on his chest.

“i still think it’s a halloween movie”

“scotty!”

[pajamaliv]

Never a Burden (Scotty Sire)

(Requested)

Note: This is not meant to glamorize or romanticize any type of eating disorder or mental illness. If you are struggling, please seek help, whether it is with someone you trust, a doctor or a hotline. I’ve written this to help lift the stigma of mental and eating disorders have, not to promote this behavior but rather to promote anyone suffering to get help. You all deserve love and to be cared for, so please seek medical attention if you need it. It is ok to ask for help. It does get better.

You stared down at the bowl of mac and cheese Alex had placed in your hands. You mumbled thanks and dipped your spoon in and out of the cheese covered pasta. You took out your phone, looking up the net carbs of kraft mac and cheese and scrolling down to the ingredients, mainly sugar and food coloring. A text from Scotty buzzed in while you were looking. 

Scotty: Wanna grab dinner tomorrow? I haven’t seen you in a while, I miss you.

You: I’m not feeling very well, Scott, I’m sorry. Can I take a raincheck?

Scotty: Okay, sure. See you.

You felt bad turning him down, especially since you’d be avoiding him for the past couple days. He was great, you loved him, but something about seeing him made you feel guilty that you were like this. He loved you so much, you hated to let him down.

“You know I can’t cook, sorry,” Alex said, noticing how you haven’t had a bite yet. You flashed him a smile and brought the spoon to your face, taking the smallest bite you could. When Alex had left the kitchen with his own bowl, you shoveled most of the food in the garbage, checking to make sure Alex wasn’t looking. You couldn’t ingest this stuff, it was garbage. Your body would hold onto the carbs and the sugar, making you bloat and stop you from losing any weight. Alex meant well, but this was a death sentence for you.

You took a few more small bites whenever Alex glanced over at you and put the dish in the sink, the small amount of mac and cheese left in it a normal amount someone would leave. “I’ll be in my room, thanks, Alex.” You grabbed a handful of carrots and rushed to your room, sitting down and knawing slowly on the veggies. You rummaged under your bed for the small leather bound journal you kept down there. You flipped it opened and looked at everything you had eaten that day with the calories written next to it. You ignored the pages that were scribbled out with a black marker, words written out that you didn’t want to see. Your binge days were not pretty, the aftermath being worst.

You filled in the mac and cheese and added carrots, feeling a wash of relief as you admired how little you had eaten. You were proud, today was a good day. You looked towards your door, Alex wouldn’t understand.  Ever since moving in with your brother, you’d taken extra lengths to keep this from him. He was all ‘eat whatever you want and work it off later,’ you couldn’t do that. It had never worked for you. You stuffed the book back under your bed, looking at the time and sighing in relief when it was late enough to go to bed without arousing suspicion. 

You got up to grab one more glass of water, quietly padding to the kitchen, glad Alex was absorbed in his game. “Hey, y/n?” He suddenly said while you were reaching for a glass.

“Yeah, Alex?”

He paused the tv and got up, walking over to you. He stopped by the trash can. “Can you tell me why there’s a full serving of mac and cheese in the trash?”

“I wasn’t hungry.”

“Okay, what about last week? I found the takeout I brought stuck in the drain. And the food in the fridge never seems to go down and-”

“Alex,” you interjected, your voice breaking. “I’m sorry.”

“Y/n,” he sighed, pulling you into a hug. “I thought you’d gotten better.”

“I did,” you sobbed. “But then I didn’t.”

He led you back to your room, sitting you on your bed. “You need to get help, call someone. Does Scott know?”

You shook your head, lying down on your bed and crying softly into your pillow. 

“Tell Scott. He loves you, we all love you and we’ll help you however we can.” He rubbed your shoulder and you thought of all the nights at home where Alex would sit with you when your parents only yelled at you. “You should find someone you can see down here every week or so, ok?”

You mumbled an ok and covered yourself in your blankets. He left, turning off your light and closing your door. You stared at the door for half the night, trying to calm your breath and practice how you would tell Scott.

The next morning you woke up to the sound of people arguing.

“Alex, get out of my way.”

“Scott, please-”

“Fuck off, Ernst.” Scott appeared in your door and you sat up abruptly. “Y/n, what’s wrong, why did I have to find out from Alex that you’ve been starving yourself?” 

“Scott, I’m sorry, I’m-”

“No, it’s fine. You don’t trust me enough to tell me what’s going on with me, instead you shove me away.” He paced around your room and you could feel tears coming back into your eyes.

“Scotty, please it’s not like that.” You wiped your face and closed your eyes, not wanting to look at how angry he was, flashes of hearing your parents argue and yell coming back to you.

“I don’t understand, y/n.” You could feel him sit by your feet on your bed. “I love you, and yet you didn’t feel like you could confide in me?”

He took your hand and you opened your eyes to see him looking defeated at the edge of your bed, his face red and his hair uncombed. “I didn’t tell anyone. I was worried this would happen.” You motioned to him, and he turned away.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured before turning back to you. “I’m just worried about you, and I want to help.”

I shook my head, “you can’t help, not in the way you want to. I’ve been through this before, it’s ups and downs. I’m gonna have days like this and then hopefully more and more better days.” You squeezed his hand taking a deep breath, “I just need you to be with me even when I’m a burden.”

He nodded and moved so he could wrap an arm around you. “You’ll never be a burden, y/n.”

“You say that now,” you leaned into him, breathing out a heavy sigh.

He turned your face to his, “no. I mean it. I will try my best to understand this and I promise I will never, ever leave you. I was only upset because you didn’t tell me, not because of this.” He said, not quite knowing what ‘this’ should be called. He kissed your forehead, squeezing you closer to him. “I promise.”

[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!”

[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. 

[wtfdavidsvlogs]

Don’t Worry About It

eWarnings: Swearing, fluff

Requested: @ilovejackgilinsky​ said: Hey can you please do a fluffy Jeff x reader? Maybe where their dating and one of them is sick. The other person is very concerned and drops all their plans even though the sick one insists it isn’t a big deal. Sorry if it’s long lol. Thank you!!!❤️❤️❤️

Gif by: @ughitsbaby​

A regular weekend usually consists of me, Jeff, snacks, and sex. That wasn’t the case this time because I was diagnosed with the flu. Besides Jeff had a million other things to do this weekend from filming with David to parties and meetings. He didn’t have time and I am totally fine with it. I’ll just be lonely and sick for a bit. I’m laying in bed as I can feel the sickness and lethargy taking over me. My tv playing reruns of bad girls club and jersey shore. I feel my phone vibrate on my blanket. Jeff was calling me.

“Hello?” I said with rasp laced in my voice. A cough sneaking its way out of my mouth. My goal was to keep my sickness secret from him, knowing how he gets.

“Baby, are you sick? That cough sounds nasty.” He says with concern. I cleared my throat quickly away from the microphone.

“No baby, I’m fine I swear. Just a tickle, I’m okay.” My voice wavering weakly. Shit. He fucking knows now.

“Right. So what do you need from the store? I’m going there and then to your place. I know you’re sick,baby, don’t try to lie to me.” He said quickly. I smiled and roll my eyes.

“I don’t need anything and you aren’t coming here. You have plans this weekend and I don’t want you getting sick.” I said to him quietly.

“Aww, that’s so sweet...so what do you need from the store?” He says sarcastically. I laugh at his stubbornness.

“Ugggh, Jeeeeffff, you better not come here!” I say to him.

“Ooo that’s too bad because I already know your favorite snack when you are sick and I have a key to your apartment. See you in twenty.” He hangs up immediately after that.

“Dick.” I say to myself laughing. he knows me a bit too well. I lay back again and press play on the Bad Girls Club season 12 reunion. I was fully invested in their drama and was practically making it my own. As I was yelling obscenities at my screen I hear steps from outside my door. I walk as quickly as I can to it and lean all my weight against it as Jeff tries to open it. 

“Let me in, doll.” He says laughing at my pitiful efforts.

“I don’t want you to get sick.” I say as my strength already diminishes. 

“You’re too weak right now to fight me off, baby, just let me in.” He says calmly. I weakly plop on the ground leaning up against the door. He unlocks it and lightly pushes it open with ease. He looks down at me and smiles. “Well hi.” He says calmly.

“Well, now you’re contaminated.” I say with a pout. He laughs and leans down in front of me pushing his arms under mine and lifting me to my feet. He looks me in the eye.

“Aww baby you look like a mess.” He says wrapping his arms around my head and pulling me into him. In turn, I wrap my arms around his waist.

“Oh thanks, that’s exactly what I needed to hear, babe.” I said in his chest. He chuckles.

“I’m obviously joking, you really pull off the sick look.” He says. I laugh and hit his chest playfully. He lets go of me and holds up a grocery bag. I look at him and then the bag. There’s a pause and I quickly grab the bag and turn to walk back to my room. He follows suit. I plop on my bed as a sheet of sweat covers me. I was getting sicker by the hour. 

“As grateful as I am for you coming by and wanting to take care of me, you have a really busy weekend I don’t want you to catch-” He cuts me off.

“Baby, I canceled everything for this weekend. You are just too important. I was not about to let you sit in this bed alone and sick, Doll. Not if I can help it. Those things can be rescheduled. As for David, he’ll probably just get Zane unreasonably drunk again, he’ll be okay. I can handle a little flu, I just wanna be with you.” He said laying next to me. My heart absolutely melted. Tears pricked the back of my eyes. I lay on top of him and hug him tightly. He rubs my back and squeezes me.

“Thank you.” I say in a raspy whisper. There goes my voice. I should have just stayed quiet watching tv. In hindsight, yelling with the flu was not the best idea.

“Aw you lost your voice, now you can’t protest when I do nice things for you.” He pinches my sides to tickle me. I giggle a little bit. I shake my head and face forward again. He sits up as he sees that I start to open the bag of goodies he brought me. I open the bag to see a can of pizza pringles, gummy bears, and a vitamin water. (You can imagine whatever snacks you’d like tho these are just my favorites) My mouth opens wide, I turn my head to him with the widest smile. He wraps his arms around my stomach from behind and kisses my neck and ears. I lean into him as he kisses the top of my head. We lay there for the rest of the night getting unnecessarily angry at people we didn’t even know from countless different reality shows.

I’m sorry if this is bad, I usually just write what I imagine when I get the prompts, also sorry it was astronomically late.

[inlovewithametalarm]

This is so cute. I need more Scotty imagines in my life

Egg | Scotty Sire

Description: Scott confesses his insecurities about liking the reader.

Requested?: yes by anonymous : the scott×reader that the reader is out of his league and too good for him (in his thoughts) thank u love ur job

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“She likes you.” Heath told Scott as they sat across the room from y/n. Scott shook his head. There was no way she could like him.

“Nope.” Scott took a swig of his Jameson, hoping to forget Heath even said that.

“She literally told Mariah she likes you, why don’t you go for it?” Heath playfully slapped Scott’s legs, not understanding his problem. Scott stared at y/n, admiring how beautiful she was. Y/n glanced at him and smiled before gushing more things about Scott to Mariah. 

“She’s too good for me.” He confessed before taking another drink.

“What? How? Scott, you’re great.” Heath scoffed, attempting to build Scott’s confidence.

“No, I’m a lonely, depressed, only kinda funny guy. Y/n is amazing. She’s beautiful, happy, kind, and really fucking funny.” Scott finally looked at Heath. “If anything, she should be dating Jeff, in fact I’m surprised they aren’t already dating.” Heath was stunned at Scott’s words.

“First of all, if you asked her out, you wouldn’t be lonely. She would make you incredibly happy, I mean, the way you look at her, dude. Also, she loves your stupid dad-joke sense of humor. Do you notice how much she laughs at what you say?” Heath told him. Scott smiled, remembering the sound of her laugh.

“She’s still too good for me.” Scott compromised.

“I think you’re thinking too much. Go talk to her!” Heath pushed Scott off the couch and into the direction of y/n. Scott mulled over to her and Mariah. Mariah caught Heath’s eye and got the message to leave.

“Hey, Scotty!” Y/n smiled up at her crush, happy for him to be talking to her.

“Uh, hey, how’ve you been?” Scott attempted small talk, and y/n ended up leading the conversation for a good twenty minutes before they went outside to be alone.

“Can I touch your hair?” Y/n reached her arm up to touch Scotty’s freshly shaved head. He nodded as she ran her fingers over his scalp.

“I shouldn’t have shaved my head, I look like an egg.” He said as if it was a joke, but he had a serious undertone.

“You do not look like an egg.” She pouted at him. “I think it’s cute.” A grin spread across her face as she looked into his eyes.

“I feel like an egg when I’m around you.” Scott felt vulnerable. “Like, you’re so beautiful and on top of the world, and you could just drop me at any second.” He wasn’t quite sure what he was saying, but it made sense to her.

“Okay, I would never drop you. But I think you’re more like an Easter egg. Pretty on the outside, and tough and wonderful on the inside.” Her voice was soft as she attempted to complete the metaphor. Scott was tired of the stupid egg metaphor, so he slightly changed the subject.

“Aww, you called me pretty!” He joked, the laugh he knew so well finally leaving her lips.

“Never mind, you’re not pretty, you’re the hottest Easter egg around.” She joked in return, sparking a deep belly laugh from Scott.

“You’re hotter than me, trust me.” He said as his mind raced back to Heath saying that y/n liked him.

“You cannot compare us, Scotty. You should imagine how powerful we would be together.” She was blushing intensely as she dropped hints left and right.

“You’re right, we should team up.” He finally got the hint as confidence mixed with nervousness in his chest.

“I agree.” She smiled softly at Scott.

“Do you want to team up tomorrow? For some brunch or something?” He asked her, almost regretting it, afraid she would shut him down. She was ecstatic, doing cartwheels in her head.

“Yes, let’s team up for brunch.”

The pair smiled at each other for a moment before finally heading back inside.

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

I Love You (D.D)

Warnings : swearing, mentions of drinking

Plot : David created a montage of his relationship with the reader. Honestly just some real cute fluff.

Word Count : 1667

“Hey, do you mind watching this before I post to see if it makes sense?” David asked, handing me his laptop and pressing play.

           “I love you.” I playfully hit David, telling him to stop. But he shook his head and said it again. I just rolled my eyes and smiled at him. “I love you.” He said for a third time and planted a kiss on my cheek. I just grabbed his face in my hands and stared into his eyes before placing a kiss on his nose. His smile widened. I wanted to tell him in that moment that I loved him too, but I couldn’t.

           “Well if it isn’t an angel coming to grace me with her presence!” He exclaimed as I approached him at his party. “How you doing, beautiful?”

           “I’m doing well.” I smiled, looking up at his smiling face behind the camera. It never bothered me, because he never included these moments in the vlogs, saying he wants them to show our future children how we fell in love. “I was hoping you could watch my drink while I go to the washroom.”

           “I’ve been waiting for this day!” He chuckled, taking my drink with his free hand. I remember Natalie telling me how he put the camera down to better protect my drink seeing as the party got more out of hand than he originally expected, and didn’t want to take any chances, especially when it came to me.

           “Did you want to run some errands with me?” I asked David, giving him my best puppy dog eyes. He jumped up from the couch and draped his arm across my shoulders as we walked to his car. I couldn’t help but giggle at how excited he seemed.

           “I love doing this kind of shit with you.” He said.

           “We’re just picking up some groceries and getting my meds.” I giggled.

           “It feels like we’re a married couple.” He just beamed. We pulled into Target, and he grabbed his camera from the dash and continued to film me as we walked around, grabbing this things I needed. “You know this would look really cute on you.” I braced myself for the worst, but when I turned around, he was holding a really cute sundress.

           “It’s pretty.” I replied as he put it into the cart. “David, you know I can’t splurge like that.” He took a few steps closer, so he was beside me again.

           “Who said you were paying?” I rolled my eyes but didn’t bother to fight knowing there wouldn’t be a point. I looked down to my outfit, realizing I was wearing that exact dress and smiled to myself.

           “Why do you always film me if you don’t use it in the vlogs?” I turned around, walking backwards now, and asked David who was just beaming behind the camera.

           “Because you’re the love of my life. I want to keep these moments forever.” I tripped over my own two feet and David rushed to catch me.

           “What did you say?” I asked after he got me back on my feet. I looked up into eyes, searching for any sign he was kidding.

           “You’re the love of my life.” He repeated, a more serious look on his face. I smiled and looked down to my feet. My heart was racing when he said that. I wanted nothing more than to just kiss him in that moment, but I didn’t.

           “Hey, guess what?!” I said to David as we were driving around, listening to music. He turned the music down and urged me to go on. “I love you.” His eyes went wide as he looked between me and the road, causing me to laugh.

           “What?” He finally said, and I just smirked and shrugged my shoulders. “Oh you’re cruel!” He joked as he wagged his finger at me. I smiled remembering this moment. The moment I decided to stop denying the fact that I was absolutely in love with my best friend.

           “Why don’t you ever prank Y/N?” Zane whined as he was being blindfolded. Everyone else just kind of chuckled.

                   “Because I love her.” He said nonchalantly, quickly looking over at me and smiling. I just rolled my eyes and watched the chaos unfold. It was the first time he admitted his love for me in a vlog, and fans were really surprised, thinking we’d been hiding a relationship from them all this time. David ended up tweeting not dating, just in love with her :) which caused even more of an uproar.

           “One date, Dobrik. Make it count.” I told him after he dropped me off at my apartment. I watched as a smile broke out on his face and he ran back to his car.

           “Y/N just told me I could take her out on a date, and this is my one chance to show her my love for her won’t fade if we start dating.” He spoke into the camera. “And I know exactly how I’m going to do it.” I giggled at the footage I had never seen before.

           “My love.” He said as he held my apartment door open for me. My mouth dropped when I looked around, seeing my living room turned into a fort with fairy lights strung up around it.

           “When did you do this?” I asked, turning to look at him.

           “After you fell asleep in my bed, I snuck out and did all this.” I wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him the biggest hug I could. “Come on! Look inside!” I smiled and crawled into the fort, seeing my favourite snacks and movies lined up. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked back at David.

           “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” I told him truthfully. My walls had completely crumbled after that night. There was no point in hiding the fact that I would never love anyone like I loved my best friend.

            “So, how was that for a first date?” David asked the next morning as we were cuddled inside the fort.

           “Perfect.” I answered honestly.

           “So doesn’t that mean I get date number 2?” I just nodded. David smiled and placed a small kiss to the top of my head. “God I just love you so much.” He whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

           “I love you too, David.”

           “I’ll never tire of hearing that.” He had stopped recording after that and played me saying I loved him over and over. I told him he could just ask me to say it again if he really loved hearing it that much. He told me he wished he had gotten that on camera which caused me to playfully slap him.

           “The people need to know Y/N!” David exclaimed. I turned away from my conversation with Carly and looked over to David who was dressed up in a suit and tie, holding my favourite flowers and a box of chocolate.                

                           “What do the people need to know, David?” He walked over to where Carly and I were sitting, standing directly in front of me now.

           “Will you be my girlfriend?” I looked to Carly who just nodded, tears in her eyes as well as mine.

           “Yes, David, I will be your girlfriend.” If only the camera could have caught his smile. I’d watch that over and over.

           “Tell the people what’s going on.” David said as we drove to his family’s house.

           “We’re in Vernon Hills. And I’m officially meeting David’s family as his girlfriend instead of his friend.” I smiled and grabbed his hand in mine. “And I look really calm but honestly I’m super nervous!” We pulled up to the house and David just smiled over at me.

           “They already love you, Y/N, don’t worry about it!” He leaned in to give me a quick kiss.

           “I love you.” I whispered to him.

           “I love you so much more.” We got out of the car and went inside the house. His mom greeted both of us, saying it was so nice to see us after all this time. We said our hellos to everyone before David gathered them together in the living room to break the news. “Y/N is my girlfriend.” He told them as he laced our hands together.

           “Oh it’s about damn time!” Ester exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “He’s been obsessed with you since he met you.” She directed towards me and I just giggled. The rest of the family seemed just as happy, which filled me with joy. We spent a week with everyone, and they were just as welcoming and kind to me as the first time, as if nothing changed.

           “Do you think it’s time the fans know it’s official?” David asked, filming the two of us cuddled up on the couch, watching tiktok’s on my phone.

           “David is officially mine!” I replied, leaning up and giving him a quick kiss.

           “I love you.” He chuckled. If we thought the uproar from before was insane, this was utter chaos!

           “We’ve been through a lot together.” David’s face came on screen, ending the montage of our love story. “And I’m happy I was able to show you that I would love you label or no label. When I met you, I knew you would be important to me, I just didn’t know how important until I fell in love with you. We’ve had an amazing 3 years together, and my love for you only continues to grow. So Y/N, will you marry me?” I turned away from the screen, seeing David kneeling on one knee, a velvet box opened in his hand, showing an absolutely beautiful ring. “Well?” I nodded as the tears began to fall. He took the ring from the box and slid it on my finger before pressing a kiss to my lips. “I love you 3000.” I giggled at the reference.

           “I love you 3000.”

[isthisthingeven0n]

sad together, last together : s.s

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED UNTIL AUGUST. Please do not send one in right now, as I can’t get to it sorry guys.

brief summary: it all started with a drunken mistake, but led to something more between two of the sadest people in the vlog squad - shame no one knows how beautiful it all is just yet 

word count: 1.3k requested: yes! i combined two requests (one to use sad together by olivia obrien a vibe entirely) (two - write about dating scotty and no one knowing)  warnings: idk if there are any?? let me know if there are!

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

DO NOT STEAL MY WORK - IT IS ALL MY OWN WRITING

Your fingertip swirls around the rim of the glass as you watch everyone dance together, not a single care in the world consumes their thoughts. 

David’s filming Natalie and Corinna, whilst Zane orders more shots to share with Todd and smiles cross all of their faces. Yet, you’re sat in the booth by yourself, too preoccupied with past memories. 

“Hey,” Snapping from your past, you smile up as Scott slides into the booth next to you with two shot glasses being placed on the table. “you doing alright?” He asks, you only just understanding him by reading his lips.

“Yeah,” You lie, nodding along to persuade him. “just in my head a bit, that’s all.” You add, glancing to your left, remembering when his arm was around you as you laughed giddily. 

Scott goes quiet upon seeing your brows furrow together, your shoulders dropping. “Here,” He speaks up, passing you the shot glass. “it won’t last forever you know.” He tells you, nudging your arm playfully. 

“I know, we’re born alone and we die alone, so cheers.” You hold up the glass before knocking the shot back, feeling the bitter burn through your throat as you wipe your lips. 

*

The last thing you expected to wake up to in the morning was a face smushed into the pillow beside you, let alone Scott’s face smushed into a pillow. 

“What the fuck!” You blurt out, tumbling out from your bed as Scott begins to stir. 

“Too loud.” He mumbles, rubbing his eyes before opening them and looking up to see you. “You’re in my top.” He points out groggily. 

“And you’re in my bed, shirtless.” You add and Scott sits upright, taking a look at himself before his eyes widen. 

“Did we?” He holds the bridge of his nose as you shrug your shoulders, trying to remember details from last night. “All I remember is you telling me you didn’t want to be alone.” 

A small laugh leaves your lips as you perch back on the edge of your bed, smiling up at him. “I mean, that parts true.” You say, now focusing solely on the rising smile on Scott’s lips. “Do you want some breakfast?” 

“I’d love some, yeah.” 

*

It was only going to be a two-time thing, but sometimes things didn’t work out that way. 

Lying in bed, curled up against Scott’s chest you could hear his heartbeat rhythmically beating. He was fast asleep whilst you were focused on the ceiling, endless thoughts circling your mind.

“Why’re you awake?” Glancing up, you see Scott tiredly looking down at you with a lazy smile. 

“Sorry,” You mutter, slowly moving to sit upright. “I just couldn’t get to sleep, too much on my mind that’s all.” You shrug it off, but even in the darkness, you can see the faint outline of concern on Scott’s face. 

“Is it about us?” Scott speaks up, catching you looking away from him as he mentions the possibility of being an ‘us.’ “If you wanna stop, we can. I know this was a temporary agreement.” Scott justifies as he shuffles under the covers.

“I, I don’t want it to be temporary.” You quietly admit, playing with the hem of his t-shirt over your body. “And I know, that’s wrong of me to say, but I didn’t think I’d get attached.”

Remaining still, you can feel your heart sinking as Scott turns away from you.

Yet, you blink as he turns the bedside lamp on and quickly reaches out, holding your cheek with his hand as he kisses you sweetly, not wanting to let go.

“Then let’s make it long-lasting, huh?” Scott mutters as you pull away from the kiss, feeling his words closely as you nod. “I guess we should go on a date sometime then?” He suggests, hearing you chuckle softly before cuddling back up into him, knowing you’ll get a better night sleep with him holding you close.

*

Much to your surprise, things were going well between you both. Yet you couldn’t ignore that dull thought in the back of your mind, still fighting its way through your barriers to pipe in. 

Today was one of those days, and you couldn’t ignore the thoughts. Scott could tell from the moment he walked into your place. Usually, you greeted him with a tight hug, your legs wrapped around his waist as he walks to your couch, the pair of you just lounging over one another talking about your days. Instead, Scott was greeted with silence and the eventual shuffle of your slippers, followed by a half-hearted wave. 

“Do you wanna go out somewhere?” Scott suggests, feeling the weight of your head lifting from his chest as you quirk an eyebrow in response. “I mean, just to get out of the house. As much as I love being here, fresh air isn’t a bad thing either.” Scott shrugs his shoulder, trying to play it off. But really he does care, and is scared about it. 

Rubbing your eyes with your palm, you nod along. “Sure, I’ll grab my purse.” You force yourself to your feet, wandering back into your bedroom as you change into your trainers, discarding your slippers under the dark depths of your bed. 

As you emerge from the bedroom, Scott can’t help but beam at you. It didn’t matter how many times he’d seen you, nor what state he has previously seen you in. But there was something about your tired smile and messy hair, just on show for you and him, it made his heart beat faster as you rolled your eyes. 

“Alright house cat, let’s go.” Scott holds his hand out, feeling you grab hold as he pulls you to his side, kissing the top of your head as a smile crosses your lips before you close the front door behind you. 

Laughing lightly, you took another spoonful of the ice cream to your lips. “You got something on your nose,” Scott motions and you bashfully look away, trying to wipe it off. “come here you dipshit.” Scott chuckles as he rests his hand under your chin, using his thumb to wipe off the blob of ice cream on your nose. 

“Better?” You ask, his hand moving up to rest on your cheek. 

“Beautiful.” Scott mutters in response before leaning in, kissing you with the sweetness of strawberry ice cream. 

“Fuck off, no!” Pulling away abruptly, you both turn to see Zane stood to the side of you with Hidaya by his side, covering her mouth with both hands. “No, you guys? Seriously?” Zane stutters over his words, watching in shock as you just nod. 

“Yeah, for like four months.” You smile up at Scott, hearing the words leave his lips. “She’s my girlfriend, and I’m her kinda depressed boyfriend.” 

“Oh my god this is adorable.” Hidaya comments, nudging Zane to say something as he simply stares at you both like jugs of apple juice in Ralphs. 

“Four months, and none of us noticed?” Zane reiterates his point as you just chuckle before moving over, patting his shoulder lightly. 

“It’s okay, Zane. But hey, you’re the first to know.” You joke before moving back over to Scott, accepting your ice cream from him. 

“See, I told you good things happen when I visit.” Hidaya mutters, causing you to chuckle lightly. 

“You guys want some ice cream, I don’t mind getting some more since mine has half melted.” 

Scott looks down to the melted puddle of cream in the cup. “That’s one sad lookin’ ice cream.” 

“Almost as sad as us, huh?” You mumble as you walk away to find the nearest trash can. 

“So you guys are kinda serious then?” Zane questions, noticing how Scott looks away from him and toward you as you wipe your hands over your skirt before turning back. 

“I mean yeah, we’re both sad, so why not be sad together?” Scott shrugs his shoulders as you return, giving him another reason to carry on with his day.

[mistersourwolf]

David x Reader - Home is with you

Summary: David confesses his love for you as you’re about to leave to go back your home country, Australia.

The moonlight came through your window as you sat up on your bed, running your fingers through your hair. You reached for your phone on the nightstand, the time read 2:00AM. Chills ran through your body as your feet hit the cold hardwood floors. You walked over to the light, flipping the switch and making your way to your dresser. You grabbed a pair of leggings and a long T-shirt.

While you were getting ready, your mind kept drifting to all the people you were leaving behind. You had to go back to your country since your visa was up, and you dreaded this day. You were stuck between worlds, but had no choice. What hurt you most was to leave David, he was your best friend but to you he was always more. You loved David and you were leaving him behind without him having any knowledge of it. That hurt you more than anything could.

Once you finished getting dressed, you went downstairs, grabbing your bags that you had packed the night before along with a snack pack. You loaded your belongings into your car, and began your drive to the airport. Your flight was due for takeoff at 3:30am but you only lived 15 minutes away. It also helped that you always plan in advance so you’re not late.

It seemed like the ride to the airport was much shorter than 15 mins, it felt like a drive around the block. Your watch read 3:00am, and you couldn’t help but start to get emotional. You loved Australia but it was so hard to pick up and go. You just wished you had more time.

Once inside, you felt so small. There are more people in an airport at 3:00am than anyone would believe. Time seemed to go faster than anything and it wasn’t in your control. You decided you would call Zane, hoping to ease your anxiety about everything. The phone rang three times, making you nervous he wouldn’t pick up. After all it was really early in the morning.

“Hey, Did you make it to the airport okay?” Zane asked, warming your heart to hear his voice. You smiled, appreciating his concern.

“Yes I’m okay, I just don’t wanna go back.” You said, frowning to yourself.

“Y/n, I promise once you get everything figured out, you’ll be back in no time and we’ll be here just like always.” Zane reassured you.

“It’s more complicated than that, I know what you’re saying though, I wish I could bring you guys.” You whined.

“Oh no,” Zane laughed, “you wouldn’t want that, drunk me and kangaroos? That’s a death sentence.”

You laughed with him, reminiscing the many nights Zane acted out. “You know that’s not all that’s in Australia right?”

“I won’t believe it until I see it.” Zane answered.

You sighed, looking at your watch, 3:15am. “So that means you’ll come visit?” You asked, hopeful you’d see your friends again soon.

“Of course, just relax because you’re going home and you’re gonna see how much you missed it.”

You smiled, knowing in a way he was right. “Thanks Zane, and I’m sorry I called you so early.” You laughed nervously, hoping you didn’t wake him.

“I was waiting on it, don’t be, call once you land.” Zane said.

You said your goodbyes, and by the time you got off the phone, there was ten minutes until your flight. You couldn’t help but pace the area, debating on whether you should call David. But each time, you came to the assumption that he wouldn’t answer or if he did it would be pointless.

You heard yelling from behind you, and when you turned around you thought you were seeing things. You saw David, and to your surprise he didn’t have a camera in his hand, instead he had a small box. Your eyes lit up as you finally came to your senses, running in his direction. You gave him a hug not expecting how long he held on for, but you didn’t mind. You pulled away, looking up at him with a big smile.

“What are you doing here? When are you going to sleep?” You asked, nudging him slightly.

“It doesn’t matter, I get up all the time this early.” David said nonchalantly.

You rolled your eyes, “So you’re sleep deprived and a liar.”

He chuckled, handing you the box. “Shut up, take this, you have to leave soon.”

You hesitated, but took it from him, staring down at it.

“It won’t open itself, hurry.” David laughed, and you could tell he was on edge.

You opened the box, revealing a necklace with an emerald stone. Your eyes started to fill up, but before you could get any words out, he started to talk.

“Thank you for being my best friend, the person who makes me laugh in ways no one else can and for having an accent I can make fun of.”

“I don’t have an accent!” You interrupted, making him laugh as if that was the reaction he wanted.

“No, but seriously, it’s not just a thank you it’s a proposal, because I really like you.” David said. You even more sad because you had to leave him. “Please be my girlfriend because I’m tired of acting like you’re just a friend.”

You threw your arms around him, hearing the announcer give a five minute warning. You felt so happy but at the same time you couldn’t fathom leaving David.

“Why did you have to do this now?” You whined, pulling away from his grasp.

“I love you, I do but you have to go.” David said, trying not to get emotional. But David was more sensitive than he led people to believe.

“I’ll call you when I land,” you said grabbing your bags. “And I’m mad at you, but damn I adore you.” You admitted. You leaned in towards him, pressing your lips against his for the first time and what would be the last time for a few months. David watched as you walked towards the gate, turning back once more, waving goodbye to him. You had no reason to feel anything except contentment. He loved you back and that’s all that mattered to you.

[notenoughscotty]

But She Has A Baby I.F

Requested: yes by @galxydefender 

Summary: Ilya has a crush on David’s assistant who has a baby

Birds chirping and a baby’s cry is what filled the air the moment I became conscious. I pried my eyes open, my body was clearly not ready to be awake. I quickly shook the lethargy and checked the time, 5:45 am. As soon as I began to open the door to her room, she no longer cried, I found her standing in her crib, blanky in hand, thumb in mouth. 

“Hi, sweetie, you ready for breakfast?” The baby voice not coming across so well with having just woken up less than five minutes ago. She didn’t respond, but I knew she was. I lifted her from the crib, and changed her diaper before bringing her to the kitchen for some food, I got her in her high chair and got her a banana sliced up as well as some dry cheerios. Once she was finished and I changed her for the day, I put her on my bed to watch some cartoons while I got ready, I relished in the feeling of the cold water on my face as I washed it. I did minimal makeup, just enough to create the illusion of a well rested person. I checked my phone again, 8 am and a text message no single mother likes to see, my babysitter had cancelled. It wasn’t the worst thing for me, seeing as I was the assistant to a YouTuber, one that loved my daughter and didn’t mind having her around at that. Although for my sake it was difficult to get anything done with a one and a half year old but at least there were other people there to distract her for a while so I can get some work done. I knew David wouldn’t be awake but I texted him so that he could answer when he did wake up, oh what I would do to still be sleeping right now. I had packed everything that we would need for the day by 9:30 am and, I didn’t have to be at David’s until noon so I had time to play with my baby before we had to head into the chaos that is David Dobrik’s house. David answered my text message excited to my daughter. It was 11 am when I left my house to get to David’s, traffic was bad this time of day and loading a toddler into the car was a job on it’s own. 

My daughter had fallen asleep on the drive, which I hoped would last but as soon as unbuckled her, her eyes opened and I could already tell she was grumpy from being woken, I pulled her from the seat and she laid her head against my shoulder, she was all moody until she saw Ilya, she loved him to pieces, she wiggled from my grip to go see him, I released her and she was so excited she fell while running to him, he swiftly picked her up and I couldn’t help but stare and smile, it was a sweet sight. The way she giggled and smiled and him bouncing her and tickling her was too cute to look away. Once we were settled, I got to work and Ilya volunteered to watch [y/d/n]. My next task was to organize David’s closet, before leaving the room I gave a kiss to [y/d/n] who was sitting on Ilya’s lap, I pulled away to see Ilya sitting with puckered lips as if to ask for one as well, I knew he was joking.

“Aw, you want a kiss too?” I smiled at him, he laughed and nodded, I grabbed his face and gave him a kiss on the forehead, just as I had to my daughter. “Happy?” I asked, he nodded once again and I rolled my eyes and turned to start on the closet. I opened the doors and took a look. It was mainly just going to be hanging clothes up, so I started by mentally planning how it should be organized. Once I had decided I began hanging everything up or folding it and putting it somewhere that made sense. Once I was half way done, it had been a half an hour. I figured I should check on my baby and make sure everything was going alright. I didn’t make it far out of David’s room before I could hear them talking, and I could hear them talking about me. I stood still, trying to listen closely. 

“-Dude she has a baby, you think you could handle that?” I knew David’s voice and that was David, no doubt, but what was he talking about?

“I obviously know that, I really like [y/n], and to me it doesn’t matter, I love her baby too...” that was Ilya’s voice, was he really saying what I thought he was? I never knew that he felt that way, and I had been so preoccupied with everything else in my life to even think about dating, but hearing him say that, I knew I liked him as well. Not to mention how well he does with my daughter, although it is scary to bring someone into my life romantically now that I have a child, if she becomes attached to him and it doesn’t work, it would be devastating. I listened for a bit longer before deciding to make my presence known, as I walked the rest of the hallway I made sure to make my footsteps heavy, so they would know I was coming, they stopped talking abruptly upon my arrival. 

“I just wanted to check in, make sure [y/d/n] is okay” I spoke softly 

“She’s doing great, we were just playing a riveting game of peek-a-boo” Ilya responded, I laughed and nodded, before going back I made sure to let him know where her snacks were in case she needed them. I then went back to the closet to finish the job. It took maybe another half an hour to finish. I had finished just in time for [y/d/n]’s nap time, I came back out into the living room, David was editing and Ilya was watching something with my daughter, she was laying on top of him, with a blanket over both of them, I almost didn’t want to interrupt but if I didn’t we would have a very cranky toddler on our hands in approximately one hour.

“I hate to steal her from you but, it’s nap time” I said pouting, he pouted back but handed her over, and I brought her to David’s room, where he agreed, she could sleep. I had dimmed the lights, turned on her white noise maker, given her a bottle, and laid with her and read a story to her. By the time I closed the book she was out, I carefully removed myself so I wouldn’t disturb her, leaving the door ever so slightly cracked as I made my escape. Once out I sighed, and returned to the living room, and the people in the room had multiplied, before, it was just David and Ilya, now, Jeff, Jason, Natalie, Todd, Corinna, and Josh were here. I waved to everyone, as soon as they saw me, they began greeting me loudly, I cringed, placing my finger over my lips to signal to be quiet, explaining that my daughter had just fallen asleep, they all nodded and apologized quietly. I sat down in the only spot on the couch not taken, which was next to Ilya, he put his arm around the back of the couch behind me, and turned to face me. He looked as though he was about to say something but instead he just smiled, I smiled back. 

9 pm came quickly and it was time to get my daughter and myself into bed, I picked up [y/d/n] from Jason who had been holding her and said my goodbyes, Ilya offered to help carry the bags to my car, after watching me struggle, I accepted graciously. Once she was buckled and the bags were in the backseat, I turned to Ilya and thanked him, he of course said it was no problem. There was this tension in the air, but he wasn’t saying anything so I smiled and went to open the driver door.

“Wait, uh, [y/n] would you maybe want to go on a date with me? Saturday?” He spoke up, trying to sound confident, but losing it every few words. 

“I would love to, if I can get a babysitter, then definitely” I smiled back

“She can come too”