#vlogsquad imagines

brief summary: whilst filming for one of david’s vlogs, you end up injured and natalie tries to help (528 words)

requested: yes by the sweetest anon, i hope you like the outcome! warnings: none that i’m aware of

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Hopping over to the sofa, you hold back a cry as you Natalie stands in front of you, her arms crossed.

“Natalie, it’s fine.” You assure her, not daring to look down at your ankle as her brows remain knitted together in concern.

“Babe, I think it’s broken.” Natalie states with a short sigh, looking past you and over to David. “We’ve got to get her to a hospital, now.”

“It’s fine, it’s a sprain honestly.” You comment, trying to stand up on both feet as an involuntary cry sounds from your lips and Natalie forces you back down, her hand holding yours tightly.

“Nope, that isn’t a sprain.” Natalie tells you, watching as your jaw clenches. “David put the fucking camera down and go start the car.” She yells across the room, taking you by surprise.

“I know I’m in a lot of pain right now but that was hot.” You mutter to Natalie, smiling up to her, catching her eyes rolling.

The front slams open and David runs back in. “I’ve got the car ready, you good to go, Y/n?” David asks hesitantly, his eyes widening at the sight of your ankle now swelling dramatically.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You breathe deeply as you stand up, keeping your foot up as Natalie wraps her arm around your waist, helping you toward the front door. “God, this is shit.” You chuckle as David appears on your other side, helping you out the front door to his Tesla.

“You fell down three flights of stairs at Scott’s house, Y/n.” Natalie reminds you. “You’re lucky.”

Shrugging your shoulder, you slide into the backseat of David’s car whilst Natalie sits in the front. “But you got it on camera, right, Dave?” You laugh, hearing David chuckle in response whilst Natalie glares at him, cutting his laugh short.

“You do realise you’re going to have a cast babe.” Turning her head, she pouts at the sight of you in the backseat, spread out with your leg resting on the other seat as you hold back tears forming in your eyes.

“Yep.” You curtly reply, your adrenaline now wearing off. “Are we almost there? I think I’m gonna pass out.”

Natalie stretches her arm out, grabbing your hand in hers as she rubs her thumb over your hand. “We’re almost there, okay. Just keep breathing.” Natalie softly tells you, the soothing motion providing some comfort as you watch the city pass you by.

“We’re here.” David announces, and you sigh in relief as they both help you out of the car.

“Hey, David?” You speak up before you hobble through the doors.

“You okay? I’m not hurting you am I?” David asks, but you shake your head.

“You better have your camera on you, this is content gold.” You joke, and Natalie shakes her head in disbelief.

“Sometimes I worry I’m dating a David clone.” Natalie states as she looks to you.

“But you love me anyway?” You pout as you enter the ER, David leaving your side to go and speak to the front desk.

The sky glazed a deep purple as you drove down the freeway with the roof off in your convertible car so that you could feel the wind on your face. You knew David hated to be the passenger but for you he would do anything. The music on full blast, the light heat of the Californian night, the stars shining overhead; the tune changed and so began the chime of your favourite song. Suddenly overwhelmed with confidence and excitement, “I love you.” You confessed.

David simply smiled. “I love you too.” 

I hope(!!!)This lives up to what you were expecting.

Rating: PG , it’s a bit angsty I guess?

“That’s it for todays video-” David was talking to the camera in the distance together with Zane, we had been filming new content for his vlogs all day so normally I’m in the outro but today I wanted nothing more than to sleep peacefully.

“I still can’t believe you guys got Howie Mandel to jump into the pool at Dom’s party” Carly started, sitting down on David’s white couch next to me “From the second floor!” Erin exclaimed, taking a sip of her La croix before offering us some. I grabbed the can and took a sip “I’m still amazed that we convinced him to do that” I laughed. “Well, y/n, you and David have this weird ability to get people to do stuff” Carly shrugged and stood up, stretching her limbs “There’s never a day that goes by without me wondering ‘hm, what is y/n and David’s plans for today? Will we get eaten by crocodiles..-’ “ “Or smothered by bears” Erin quickly added, making, everyone present in the room, burst out laughing.

“We’re not that crazy” Zane who had just joined us, let out a long and loud sigh “Sure, you’ve only put snakes on us, gotten people to jump into pools, convinced Celebrities-” “and that’s celebrities with a capital C babe” Heath added to Zane’s rant. “Mhm and don’t get me started on all the kissing” Zane finished. “Okay okay I kind of get it” I didn’t really get it, those are all fun stuff. David and I are explorers of the human mind and its reaction to situations.

“What are you guys talking about?” David asked. David sat down on the couch beside me and I decided to use his thighs as a pillow while the rest explained what we were talking about. When he laughed, your head started shaking. David is my best friend, we have the same humor, the same interests and a lot of the video ideas’ we have are very similar, which is why I don’t have my own youtube channel, I just join his videos. He is that friend that you always know where you have him, always know you can count on him. That’s what I love about him. I don’t have to worry about him not wanting to be friends anymore, unless I fuck him over, which is never going to happen under any circumstances.

“You guys have done all sorts of crazy things for the vlogs and without the vlogs.” I nodded 2agreeing with Zane’s statement. “You two would make a great couple..” Corinna pointed out “Yeah but y/n would never date David” Zane chuckled and got up from the couch, stumbling over everyone’s feet while he was trying to escape to the kitchen in fear of David running after him. “Well, David would never date y/n either” “Why not?” Jeff asked curious “Not his type” Corinna simply shrugged and went back to checking her social medias.

“Oh my god, I’m not your type David! I’m hurt” I exclaimed overdramatically, one hand on my forehead, falling back down on his lap. “Nah I prefer taller girls” David laughed.

My heart, why does it hurt?

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“Pst..y/n” I turned around to find the source of the whisper, it was 3 am, all kind of thoughts went through my head, was it a burglar, a stalker? “I have a black belt in Taekwondo!” I whispered. As if the person would be scared of a whisper. Good Job y/n, you would not survive a horror movie.

Someone grabbed my hand and I was yanked into the closet “You scared me shitless, David” I sigh in relief but can’t help but playfully hit his arm. “I have a proposition for you.” He said “What?” “Those assholes think we can’t be a couple, we should show them.” He chuckled “By getting married in Vegas?” I asked him “How did you know?” “Great minds think alike, already ahead of you. I found tickets for two hours from now.” “Good, go pack” David ran out of the closet and got his stuff ready as did I.

It’s showtime.

We planned everything on the plane ride and of course filmed the process. Once we land in Las Vegas, we’re going to our hotel first to drop off our Honeymoon suitcases, change clothes into a white long sleeveless dress and a tux for David. After that, it’s time to go to the chapel which so happens to be right beside our hotel.

We signed the papers saying we consented to the wedding, who would take who’s last name, showed our ID’s and stood in line, we were next because David managed to pull some strings in order to make sure we would be able to make it to our flight to Hawai’i.

“I do “ “I do” “You may kiss the bride” Elvis Presley said. Oh. I forgot about this part. We may have done some crazy things but we’ve never kissed before. I could see that David forgot about this part as well. I could tell that he shrugged it off and told me with his eyes to shrug it off as well and to remember that there’s a camera on us right now. I swallowed my saliva and looked into David’s eyes and on his lips that were coming closer and closer.

His lips hit mine and I felt sparks. Scratch that, there was a whole fricking firework show inside my stomach. Sadly his lips left mine way too soon. I decided to fake a laugh and quickly walk down the aisle with him.

As soon as we were outside, we shut off the camera and walked back up to our room. No one said anything. Maybe he didn’t feel anything, I mean that’s okay, maybe it was a mistake on my end. Maybe I just had gas from being excited the whole way here. Yeah, that’s it, it was gas. I nodded to myself and sprint past David “Last one there sucks” I yelled, I heard his chuckle and footsteps that were sprinting now.

I’ll pretend I never felt it.

And if he felt anything, so did he for the rest of the trip.

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“You know how you two said last week that y/n and I would never date each other.” David smiled. Zane, Corinna, David and I sat in his tesla. “Oh no, what did you do?” Zane laughed, Corinna looked scared and curious. I could feel my lips curling up. “Here” I said and handed out our wedding certificate. “DUDE” “Is this real?!” “We were just joking around”

2Muchvloggy’s Welcome List of Prompts!!!!!

1.“Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”

2.”If that’s what you want.”

3.”what were you thinking? we’re you trying to get yourself killed?”

4.“no regrets.”

5.“how drunk was I?”

6.”they’re monsters”

7.”welcome to fatherhood”

8.”i’m pregnant”

9.”are you going to talk to me?”

10.”i’m sorry”

11.”When you love someone, you can’t just stop. Even when people roll their eyes or laugh or call you crazy... even then. especially then!”

12.”where did you learn to dance?”

13.”where were you? do you have any idea how worried i/we was/were?”

14.”who gave you that black eye?”

15.”why are you lying?”

16.”why are you up so early?”

17.”why can’t you see what you do to me?”

18.”why choose me?”

19.”why don’t you just kiss me already?”

20.”you’re the best thing to ever have happened to me.”

21.”you deserve so much better.”

22.”you did this all for me?”

23.”you did WHAT?”

24.”you don’t have to stay.”

25.”you don’t know you the way i do.”

26.”i don’t want you to stop.”

27.”how could i forget about you?”

28.”hold still.”

29.”don’t argue, just do it.”

30.”keep going.”

31.”show me what’s behind your back.”

32.”stay awake.”

33.”stop interrupting me.”

34.”kiss me.”

35.”tell me you need me.”

36.”i needed you to fight for me.”

37.”i loved you.”

38.”you left me.”

39.”i can’t lose you.”

40.”i’m lying when i say i love you.”(ouch😭)

41.”are you breaking up with me?”

42.”don’t touch me”

43.”i don’t like you.”

44.”stop being so jealous.”

45.”why aren’t you eating?”

46.”tell me where it hurts.”

47.”how did this happen?”

48.”let me see.”

49.”how bad is it?”

50.”can you carry me?”

51.”i can’t move!”

52.”don’t move!”

53.”this is gonna hurt.”

54.”i can’t feel anything.”

55.”you’re burning up.”

56.”i-i threw up.”

57.”don’t worry. i’m gonna take care of you.”

58.”how long ago did this happen?”

59.”how long have you felt like this?”

60.”why didn’t you tell me it hurt so bad?”

61.”your pain can’t be at a 10, it’s just a scratch-o-oh my god.”

62.”i fell down.”

63.”please make it stop.”

64.”stop moving around, you’ll make it worse.”

65.”i don’t think i can get up.”

66.”i can’t do it, i need you to do it.”

67.”i’m too squeamish for this.”

68.”i don’t need help. i just need the pain to stop.”

69.”i tried to move on but nobody is you.”

70.”do i look like i’ve moved on?”

71.”i feel like everyone just forgot that i existed.”

72.”maybe i’m meant to be alone.”

73.”i gave you a second chance and you used it to stab me in the back.”

74.”no i’m not drunk you’re just blurry.”

75.”i have a feeling we should kiss.” “is that a good feeling or a bad feeling?”

76.”if you’re waiting for me to apologize, grab a snack , because it’s gonna be a while.”

77.”we’re in public, knock it off.”

78.”what are you talking about? i’m very mature.”

79.”you know it’s okay to show emotion, right?”

80.”come on, open the door.”

81.”did you just throw that at me?”

82.”i think you like me.”

83.”can you keep a secret?”

84.”you’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this.”

85.”honestly all i want right is a drink and netflix.”

86.”are you wearing my shirt?”

87.”wow, you’re hot.”

88.”it’s too cold! come back!”

89.”just pretend to be my date?”

90.”i vote today be a pajama day.”

91.”it’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

92.”i saw that. you just checked me out.”

93.”are you stupid stupid, or just stupid?”

94.”my family thinks we’re dating.”

95.”pull over, let me drive for a while.”

96.”you can borrow mine.”

97.”close your eyes and hold out your hands.”

98.”are you crying? mister/misses i don’t cry about anything ever?” “oh shut up we all have weaknesses!”

99.”youre warm. s’great for cuddling.”

100.”you’ll be the death of me.”

Summary: Not one, but two vlog-squads came with the death of Vine. And the rumored beef between you two is absolutely true! So, you and David (begrudgingly) set up a month long-retreat among your groups to film team challenges and go against each other. Y’know. For views. Pairing: David Dobrik x Readers, Enemies to Lovers, living together. Warnings: Profanity

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“Y/n…I, I don’t know about this.” David sighs and pushes back your iPad.

And you grit your teeth, stomping gently and saying “David!” With a whine. Your emotional tactics (no matter how playful) have never had any impact on him. He simply shrugs, and with the reminder that your fluttering eyes and pouty frown do nothing to affect his decisions, you straighten out and go back to your less inviting face. One of anger, disdain.

“David come on, you know this would be great for the both of us.”

“Well,” he fills his cheeks with air before quickly letting out, “ I know. It’s just…”

“There’s the fans, the views. I know you just love selling 40$ T-Shirts. Think of the merch! Contrasting team colors. We could recreate every piece of clothing we wear in our videos. Wear nothing but that for the few vlogs — you get an average of a couple million views a video, right?” He nods. Likewise, you point to yourself. “Th-this is a good idea. It’s great marketing! Nothing gets people more riled up than picking sides but if we play it off as a fun little Youtube thing then there’s no bad press. Only fan publicity.” He opens his mouth but — “Even if nobody gets along behind the scenes it’s what we get on camera that matters and you know just as much as me that when our groups hang with each other it’s actually fun.”

It pains him being opposed to something so genius.

A/N: So, this is my second time of David and I felt like writing something angsty. Also, sorry for any mistakes I haven’t had time to proofread this. 

Summary: Y/n falls out of love

 In life there weren’t many things that you could be sure about. God forbid this very moment could be your last. Things changed all the time, and nothing stayed the same for ever. But change didn’t t always just happen It was a process, just like Y/n’s feelings for David.

The couple had been dating for the past two years straight. They were strong, of course they had their ups and downs, but they always just bounced up. Their love, connection and spark were just that strong. Honestly speaking even, the word couple wasn’t strong enough to label what they have. they were best friends attached from the hip. You wouldn’t see the other one without the other, ether they would be together physically their affection for each other on full on display. They of course didn’t rub that on people’s faces they, it was usually something small between them something that they could feel and see and that was rarely for others to see. They were the perfect urban dictionary example of soulmates.  They were everything to each other. There wasn’t one without the other.

At first their thing had started from a crush. It went both ways. But it took a while for her to warm up to him because things really did look and feel too good to be true between them. She did try at first, but things just didn’t go her way and thank god they didn’t. They quickly went from the famous duo of Y/n and David to girlfriend and boyfriend, hers and his. And as their friends and people in general liked to call them we and us. That’s how they always talked about each other. It was rarely I decided, wanted, felt like, had an idea. It was always we thought, we said, we did.

They made time for each other always. Y/n assignment could have a 30 minute deadline but she would still go hang out at David’s as she promised and he would bring her his room and she would finish it there as he was editing his video, because to David her education came first as his video an career came to her.

But this time Y/n had taken a time off from studying for two weeks. She thought that this vacation for David and her would help with her study burnout and help with her unsure feeling for David.

But the two weeks had gone in a blink of time and Y/n wasn’t feeling so sure about anything anymore. Her mind, body and face felt so exhausted from wearing this facade. This all happy, excited and cheery Y/n she had to be even in front of David who had always been her save heaven. She had never lied to him and the guilt she was feeling was foreign to her. She didn’t recognize herself anymore all these emotions that she was feeling were just so unknown to her. She had never felt this confused especially about Love. the four-letter word that she had truly felt for David had been present for most of their relationship until now. the past two months had all been a blur to her even her love for David that had been so strongly vivid in her mind and heart had just vanished. it didn’t happen in a night it had been a ongoing progress.

  it wasn’t like she didn’t love him; it was just different she just felt so empty her respect and fondness for David was still in her somewhere.  

Last night had sealed the deal for her. She and David had ended their romantic dining steamy make out session in their private. Soon both had made it between the sheets, and it had been great things like that always were with David but this time something was missing, and even David could feel it. And it was clear because he had disappeared soon after they were done.

And now Here they were both on their phones sitting on their ´bed and waiting for their taxi who was about ten minutes away. things were awkward but not that awkward. they had said their good morning and even shared few kisses and talked about doing this again in the future. Why Y/n went along with it you might ask, well she didn’t know ether.

But Y/n saw this as a now or never situation so she stood up an faced David that was on his phone. She took his phone and placed it next to him on the bed. David lifted his head up still confusion, there was still a hint of amusement in his eyes. “What is it babe?”

“Stay seated I need to talk to you about something” Y/n paused to gather her thoughts. “Something about this trip”

“Yeah, what about it”? David took a hold of her hands now a smile on his lips.

“I realized something during this trip, and it was so fun I actually enjoyed it and it made me notice something and just clear up my mind”

“Yeah I know right I also had tons of fun and enjoyed it. I’m glad that you did too and I’m so happy that you feel better now.”

“mm, yeaaah but for me the fun for me was more like as friends.”  The end of the sentence made David’s smile fall and turn in to frown.

“what…. as-as friends… You sure babe that doesn’t make sense” David’s hold on Y/n got tighter and he felt like his heart was at his throat.

“I know and it doesn’t make sense to me either… and David I really don’t know what to do now. It’s weird for me too. “Y/n also started to panic it all felt so real now. She and David were probably coming to an end now, and it was all her fault.

“So, what this vacation made you realize this. This vacation that we as in like me and you planned, and I spent so much money on. Y/N I fucking put my career on hold for you for two weeks. Do you have any idea how much money and I´m losing over this?” David’s voice got louder and louder.

“Me! David fucking Dobrik who can’t even take a fucking day off for myself, decided to give you two weeks of my life just for you! more time than I have ever given my fucking family. And you decide to end this vacation by telling me that you wanna be friends now? Wow you got a lot of nerve Y/n, you fucking do.” David let out a bitter chuckle.

Both had watery eyes and few tears had rolled down Y/n’s face. She felt so hopeless. How could she make him understand that it wasn’t easy on her either she had been going through this far longer than him. She blamed herself for this, her and her stupid feelings. Y/n wishes she could go back in time and get away from all this heartache that she’s going through now. 

David felt like his future, hopes and dreams and everything in between had just been snatched away and were nowhere to been seen. Forever just like that, gone. Y/n to him was his future there was never going to be someone like her in his life. He felt like any other breakup situation would have been better than this. Her cheating, him cheating, them not having time for each other or even finding someone else. But no. Her feelings had changed, and that made David feel insecure and so powerless. He knew that their relationship was doomed now and there was no going back.

Both glanced at David’s phone that had a notification from their ride for to the airport. “Ahem…. grab your luggage and let’s just go.” David lets out awkwardly.

description: the reader wants jeff to paint with her. /// fluff

requested?: yes; [anonymous “reader’s artistic and paints a lot; dating jeff]

author’s note: didn’t give me much to work off of so i hope you like my vision // also, i’m canadian, i use the extra “u” i’m sORRY // uhh, there’s a scene in this that i practically ripped from icarly, oops?

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if it weren’t for the loud, yet soft music playing loudly from behind a closed door, one might’ve assumed no one was home. but, you were. and you had been since jeff had dropped you off after taking you out for breakfast.

you sat on the ground in front of the blank canvas, a pallette full of vibrant paints in your hands as you thought of how you would execute your idea. you cocked your head to the side, imagining the concept in your mind. the pallette was swapped for a pencil as you decided to sketch out the outline first.

you were painting jeff. well, a version of him, at least. you had always been focused on the message behind each painting rather than how it looked at the end. not that the end product didn’t matter; the amount of times you cried over your pieces because they weren’t how you had imagined them to be proved that it did.

the pencil was soon replaced by the pallette again and you quickly found yourself immersed in the process of adding colours to your drawing.

it wasn’t clear when jeff had arrived at your front door. or when he had let himself in. or for how long he was standing against the doorframe watching you paint what looked like a man.

your eyes flicked up at the sight of movement. jeff smiled brightly as he made eye contact with you. you smiled and called him over. the boy smiled, walking over to you and staring down at the painting in front of you.

“you’re paintin’ me?” jeff cocked an eyebrow at your smiling face, a smile pulling up on his face as he saw the specs of paint that you had accidentally gotten on your face.

“mhm,” you gave him an exaggerated cheeky smile.

jeff smirked, “doesn’t look like me that much.”

you narrowed your eyes at him, jeff’s heart swooning at the adorable sight in front of him, “clearly, it looks like you enough for you to be able to tell it was you.”

jeff shrugged, “i know what my face looks like.”

you rolled your eyes at the boy, “cocky bitch,” you muttered under your breath.

jeff scooped you in his arms, “excuse me, miss y/l/n. what was that?”

you pushed your face as close to his, “you’re a cocky bitch.”

jeff let go of you, his dimples present with his smile, “i’m wounded, baby.”

you shrugged before turning your attention back to the painting laying on the ground, “it’s kinda abstract. it’s got a message.”

jeff looked at you with slight confusion, “what’s the message?”

“love.”

jeff pulled your body against his, planting a soft kiss against your lips before pulling back, “you’re adorable, princess.”

your eyes light up, “paint with me!”

jeff shook his head instantly, letting go of you, “no, no, no. i don’ know how to paint.”

you cocked your head, “who cares? just paint something. anything.”

jeff looked at you for a few seconds, turning away as soon as you began to pull the puppy face on. he looked back at you a few seconds later, groaning before agreeing. he messed around with his hat as you went to go grab him an apron.

you smiled as jeff grabbed the apron from your hands and put it on, “you look adorable!”

jeff gave you an exaggerated frown, “i look like an idiot.”

you raised an eyebrow at the boy, “are you calling me an idiot?”

jeff sputtered for a second, “what, no! no, wait, that’s not what i meant.”

you giggled, “mhm, sure.”

you set up a painting station for jeff who trudged to the area with a slight scowl on his face.

you laughed at his expression, “cheer up, buttercup! it’s not like i’m gonna shoot you with a paintball gun.”

time went by fast. the room stayed relatively quiet except for the music and with the exception of jeff’s random string of curse words followed by an “i’m fixin’ it! it’s okay!”

you had finished around a little over a quarter of your painting when jeff declared he was done, “y/n, baby, you’re gonna love it!”

you clapped your hands and whooped, “let’s see it, mr. artist!”

jeff let out a chuckle, “drum roll, please!”

you giggled, hitting your hands against the ground repeatedly.

jeff flipped the canvas around, his painting coming into view. a huge stick figure painted with three different colours. blue, purple, red.

jeff gave you a smug look, “it’s a message. the blue is me. the red is you. together it’s purple. but there’s only one stick figure.”

you nodded, waiting for jeff to continue.

“you and i together are one. y/n and jeff.”

you smiled, “look at you being a thoughtful artist!”

jeff got up, walking towards you and pulling you up too. in less than a second, jeff swiped a paintbrush across your lips.

you gasped at the feeling of cold paint across your lips. jeff smiled, “you’re red.”

you raised an eyebrow at him, leaning down and dipping your finger in the blue paint before swiping it across jeff’s lips, “you’re blue.”