Youtube with Y/N (Cashew Edition)

Request : pref idea - videos you two make with eachother for thier YouTube channel

Pairing- Reader/Cam , Reader/Nash , Reader/Matt

Rating- PG-13

 Song to listen to while reading : Rather Be x Clean Bandit




"Hey guys, it’s Cameron Dallas here, with my beautiful girlfriend Y/N." He smiled, pointing at you.

You just grinned and waved at the camera.

"And I’m guessing by the title you can already tell I’m making a huge mistake. She will be doing my makeup." He said, making funny faces.

"Let’s get started." You laughed, sitting down beside him.

"First we’re gonna do some…" You trailed off, letting him try to figure out what it was in your hand.

"Foundation?" He guessed.

"Right." You nodded.

"Perks of having an older sister." He laughed, giving the camera a thumbs up.

You put the liquid on the back of your hand and brushing it on his face.

"I already feel beautiful." He joked.

"Okay, next we’re gonna put on some …." You trailed off again.

"Eyeliner." He guessed.

"Good." You smiled, beginning to apply the eyeliner.

"WAIT WAIT!" He yelled, almost smacking the eyeliner out of your hand.

"Please don’t poke me." He flinched.

"BE STILL!" You giggled.

"NO! WAIT!" He flinched again.

"Oh my God, Cam trust me, I’m not gonna hurt you." You reassured him.

You eventually succeeded and put on eye liner and mascara. You didn’t bother doing his eyebrows or putting concealer on his face.

"Okay, last thing. The lips." You flashed the camera the blood red lipstick.

He puckered his lips and you couldn’t help but giggle. The boy was adorable.

You drew on his lips and were finished doing Cam’s makeup.

"Here." You said, handing him a hand mirror.

"Wow." He said, stunned at his appearance.

"I look hot." He laughed.

"Give this video a big thumbs up if you like Cam’s make up." You smiled.

"I think what you need is a big ol’ kiss." He grabbed you.

"No Cam !" You squealed, getting up to try and run away.

He pulled you down on his lap and kissed your nose, leaving a big red stain.

"Cameron Alexander Dallas!" You yelled.

"SUBSCRIBE!" He yelled, ending the video.



"How do I look? Make up don’t by the lovely and talented Y/T/N; love you sweet cheeks. Vid will be up soon ! #EasyBreezyBeautifulCovergirl" He tweeted the picture.



"What’s up guys, Nash here and I have a very special guest with me today." He said.

"ME!" You jumped, in the view of the camera, sitting down with Nash.

He laughed at you, and raked his fingers through his hair.

"Yup, this is my girlfriend Y/N." He smiled, putting his arm around you.

"And me!" Skylynn said running in.

"And Skylynn, whose visiting for the weekend." He smiled.

"Yes." She nodded, sitting down in your lap.

"What are we doing today?" You asked.

"We’re gonna open up some fanmail and gifts." He said.

"First ones from Addie, in Illinois and it’s a …" He trailed off.

"A beautiful sign!" You smiled.

"So much artwork, and creativity." You added.

"Thank you so much, Addie from Detroit." He said, putting it in a safe place up high.

"This one’s for you Sky." You stated, looking at another box.

"REALLY?" She squealed.

"Let me open it for you." Nash said, grabbing it and box cutting it open.

After opening it, it revealed anything that had to do with horses. Horse bracelets, stuffed animal horses, horse shaped candy, etc.

"What do you say Sky?" You asked.

"Thank you, person who sent this!" She giggled.

"Sky can me and Y/N have some alone time to open these gifts?" He questioned.

"Hmph." She pouted.

"I wanna open more presents." She added.

"Hey, fix your face." You challenged.

"I’ll place horsey with you later, before bed okay." You compromised.

Nash just admired you handling the situation. You we’rent being mean, yet you weren’t be a push over. He loved how you were great with kids.

"Okay." She gave in.

"Thank you tuts." You grabbed her, and started tickling her.

"You’re welcome." She breathed, in between laughs.

"Now go on." Nash patted her butt.

After she left, you and Nash opened more gifts.

"Thank you everyone for sending things in." Nash spoke.

In the middle of him speaking, you stumbled upon some silly string and decided to have some fun.

Mid speech, you sprayed his face.

He just sat there, and you got worried. He wasn’t reacting.


"Nash?" You asked.

"Baby, I was just messing ar-" You started, before he tackled you.

You couldn’t help but laugh, and then he started attacking you with kisses.

"Bye!" You screamed at the camera.

"Subscribe!" Nash yelled.



"Hey guys, Matt Espinosa here and today, we’re doing the girlfriend tag." He smiled.

"But how can I do the girlfriend tag with no girlfriend?" He asked.

"Where’s my girlfriend?" He grinned.

You were right in front of him. Well, you behind the camera but he was just being silly.

"Can anyone help me find my girlfriend?" He questioned, pretending to look around for you.

"Oh, there she is !" He smiled, pointing at you.


"C’mere." He smirked, grabbing you and holding you close for a few seconds.

Once you both calmed down, the camera was on you two and you looked up at Matt making funny faces and then you looked back at the camera.

"Anywho, first things first w-." You started.

"I’M THE REALEST" He finished.

"Oh my God." You both laughed hysterically.

"We picked our top ten favorite questions from Matt’s mentions and wrote them down." You said, with the notebook in hand.

"So let’s get started." Matt smiled.

"Question number one, how did you two meet?" You read.

"Well she was in L.A visiting and so was I and we accidentally bumped into each other in the grocery store and I made her drop her things and I couldn’t stop apologizing." He explained.

"And then you blushed and I thought it was the cutest thing and I remember you asking if you could make it up to me by taking me out for coffee and I agreed, we exchanged numbers and here we are." You smiled.

"She didn’t even know who I was." He laughed.

"I definitely did not, and then I followed him on twitter and clicked on his youtube channel I immediately freaked out. I had seen a couple of his vines but I didn’t really know who he was." You spoke.

He smiled and you continued on with more questions.

"Last question." He said.

"Favorite thing about each other, appearance wise and personality wise?" He read.

"For you, I’d say your sense of humor obviously, and your eyes. They may be an ordinary brown to some but to me, they mean so much more." You said to the camera.

"My favorite thing about your appearance is your smile. It literally makes my day. My favorite thing about you personality is probably bubbly you are. I swear, I could be in the worst mood and all you have to do is smile at me and I fall in love all over again." He spoke.

You couldn’t help but smile at him and stare.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing. I just love you, so much." You said.

"I love you back." He grinned, kissing your lips.


A/N : I’ll be finishing sometime within the next couple of days. I’ll do Carter, Taylor, Sammy, Aaron, & then another one with JJ, Gilinsky, Shawn and Hayes. Tell me what you all think xx 


I hate taylor canopener for so many damn reasons…this is one of them. Someone should tell him to not suck in his stomach

Aaron the type of nigga to go up to a shopping cart, hug it, and then whisper “Don’t let these people push you around.”

It's just me and you - Jack Johnson imagine


Part 2

Part 3


I pulled the blanket up to my chin and curled up into a ball. A tear escaped my eyes and rolled down my cheek. This was not how it was supposed to be. However, since Jack and I got married and Megan was born, everything had changed. 

We used to have movie nights every friday, huddled up to one another on the couch with blankets, pillows and a lot of food and drinks. We used to cook together, to have pillow fights, to say ‘I love you’ every morning before Jack left to go to the studio, to cheer each other up when someone was sad. We wanted to spend the rest of our lives with one another and that’s why we got married. When Megan was born everything seemed to be perfect. We had our own family. I never thought that it would turn out like this.

"Mommy?" Suddenly our bedroom door cracked open. I brushed the tears away quickly and sat up.

"Megan?", I asked. She poked her head into the bedroom and my mouth curved into a small smile. "Megan! What are you doing here?"

"I can’t sleep. Can I sleep in your bed?", she asked.

"Of course, honey. Come here.", I answered and Megan closed the door behind her before crawling into bed and lying next to me. She pulled the blanket up to her chin and sighed with relief. I smiled at her. She made me so happy. 

"Where’s daddy?", she asked all of a sudden. I sighed and stroked her hair. "He’s with uncle Jack and uncle Sammy. He will be home soon.", I explained and Megan nodded, yawning. Before I could say anything else, she was asleep. I smiled slightly and was about to close my eyes as well when I heard the front door slam shut. Jack. And he was probably drunk. Just like every other night. I jumped out of bed as quietly as possible to make sure I didn’t wake Megan and slipped out of the bedroom. I went downstairs, my jaw clenched. I was so sick of this all. It had to stop. Jack had to stop. He had to stop spending the entire day at Jack G’s or Sammy’s house and return drunk and aggressive. He never spent time with Megan or me and I had had enough. It couldn’t go on like that. 

"Jack?", I called out. A wave of anger washed over me when I saw him snoozing on the couch, a beer bottle in his hand. I couldn’t believe it. I walked up to him and snatched the bottle out of his hand. He opened his eyes and sat up, an angry expression on his face. 

"What the fuck, (Y/N)?", he yelled. His face turned red and he got up, holding onto the couch for support. He reeked of alcohol and all I wanted was to cry. I wanted to cry because this wasn’t the Jack I fell in love with. I didn’t know him like that. But I was too angry right now to think about that. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?", I yelled at him. Jack furrowed his brow and his jaw clenched. "Care to explain what…" Before I could end my sentence Jack darted at me, pushing my back against the wall. I dropped the bottle, shocked by his actions and it shattered on the floor. 

"Don’t ever talk to me like that.", Jack hissed through gritted teeth, before letting go of me and walking back to the couch. His outburst brought tears to my eyes. I shook my head, unable to believe what just had happened. 

"That’s it.", I said, tears falling from my eyes. Jack probably hadn’t heard me, he had already fallen asleep on the couch again. 

"Mommy? Is everything okay?" I turned my head to see Megan standing at the top of the stairs with a worried expression on her face. Brushing the tears away I walked upstairs.

"Yes, honey. Everything’s okay.", I said, kneeled down in front of her and took her hand. "Do you want to go on an adventure? Just me and you?" 

Megan nodded eagerly. “Adventure’s are fun.”, she exclaimed. 

"So how about you go pack all of your stuff? Just be quick, okay?", I said and Megan nodded again. I let go of her hand and she disappeared into her bedroom. I sighed and got up. I made my way into our shared bedroom and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed. After I had thrown my clothes and all of my other stuff in it, I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote a short text on it. I put the note on the bed and placed my wedding ring next to it. Before I closed the bedroom door behind me, I looked around for the last time. Tears started to form in my eyes again. So this was how it ended? I didn’t want it to end. I wanted everything to be normal again. I wanted us to be a happy family. But it just wasn’t like that and I knew that I was doing the right thing. Maybe Jack would realize what he had been doing to me and his daughter over the past few months, when we weren’t here anymore. 

I finally closed the bedroom door behind me and smiled weakly when I saw Megan waiting for me with her pink suitcase in her right and her teddy bear in her left hand. She was ready for the ‘adventure’. Sooner or later I had to explain to her what this ‘adventure’ really was. But now she was too young to understand. 

We walked downstairs and I told Megan to wait here while I carried all of our stuff to my car. When I went back to get her I noticed that she was looking at Jack who was still sleeping on the couch. 

"Is daddy not coming with us?", she asked. I swallowed hard, took her hand and led her outside. Before I closed the front door behind us, I looked at Jack one last time.

"No, honey. He’s not coming with us. It’s just me and you." 

Hope you liked it :) If you want me to write a part two, I definitely will! Just let me know <3 

Love you <3 

Don't Ignore Me: Shawn Mendes Imagine

"Excuse me." I mumble as I walk around people, trying to get to my locker.
"Aye, watch where you’re going!" I hear a boy shout behind me.
I roll my eyes once I reach to my locker.
People actually care about getting to class bud, I think to myself as I put in the combo to get into my locker.
"There she is." A very familiar and annoying voice coos behind me.
I open my locker, not paying attention to the asshole.
"Now, ignoring someone is very disrespectful.”
He leans onto the locker next to me with his arms folded, watching me place my back pack into the locker.
Don’t listen to him.
"Did you become deaf or something?" He says, angrily.
I sigh.
"Go away Shawn." I mutter as I grab my English stuff.
Oh and great, I have English with this dick.
"And she finally speaks!" He says with a clap.
Shawn Mendes is the most annoying person I have ever met. Everyone thinks he’s a “bad boy” but in my book, I think he’s the biggest asshole ever.
He always comes over and bothers the shit out of me. Sometimes he brings his friends, or “gang” as the students would say, so they could annoy me too.
My friend says Shawn has a thing for me so that’s why he’s always around. But I beg to differ because one; he doesn’t show any respect to me or anyone at all, two; he doesn’t show any sign or clue to me that he likes me and three; why the hell would someone fancy a girl like me?
I roll my eyes, which has become my new habit now, before closing my locker.
"Shawn, you seriously need to get a life." I say as I turn to him.
"And now why do you say that hon?" He says, jokingly before getting off the locker, now standing in front of me, or towering over me.
And don’t even get me started on his damn pet names for me.
Shawn bites his bottom lip, his lip ring still visible.
"Because almost every day you come over here and be an sarcastic asshole to me. Just to me and no one else."
He watches me speak and I continue.
"And on days when you don’t come over at all, I am extremely happy that entire day because I don’t have to deal with you."
"Don’t you have something else better to do?" I ask, slowly.
The bell rings and he doesn’t say a word.
"And do me a favor, Shawn," I say while looking at him before I situate my books again. "Stay the hell away from me."
And with that, I leave him.
"Now, we know that the verb is- Oh Shawn, I’m pleased to see that you could join us today."
I look up from my notebook to see Shawn walking down the isle to get to a desk.
He doesn’t speak at all. He sits down on the chair with a thud with his jaw clenched.
And where does he sit? Right. Directly. Behind. Me.
"But I am very disappointed that you’re twenty five minutes late." My teacher says with a frown.
"I’m fully aware of that, Mrs. C." Shawn says with a gritted teeth.
"Then you must be fully aware that you have detention after school then?"
"Well I do now, don’t I?" He says sarcastically with a fake smile.
Mrs. Clearwater doesn’t smile back.
"Turn to page five oh six, Mr. Mendes and join us." She says before turning back to the whiteboard, clearly annoyed.
What’s up with Shawn? Yeah, he’s usually sarcastic but he’s never like this.
I return back to writing, listening Mrs. Clearwater speak also.
"(Y/N)." I hear Shawn whisper behind me.
I breathe in but ignore him.
"Are you not getting this either?" Connor, the handsome boy who’s sitting next to me, asks with a smile.
I nod my head and smile.
"(Y/N)." Shawn whispers angrily.
"I thought this would be an easy lesson." I whisper to Connor, not minding Shawn behind me.
Connor smiles.
"(Y/N)!" Shawn says, loudly.
"Shhh." My teacher says before going back to work.
"Fuck it." I hear Shawn whisper.
Then silence.
"See you tomorrow, (Y/N)." Connor says.
I wave to him and then he leaves.
That was a long hour, I think to myself.
All of a sudden my wrist is grabbed and I’m being pulled quickly.
It takes me a few seconds to register what’s going on and then I see that Shawn is leading me somewhere.
"L-let go of me." I say, trying to stop him but he doesn’t listen.
He leads me through a crowd of students but he never let’s go.
Shawn makes a turn and then opens a door. The janitors closet?
He pushes me in with him and then closes the door.
He turns on the light.
"Shawn what the-"
Then I was pushed up against a wall.
"Now you finally speak to me.” He says, standing in front of me. He puts his hand on the wall by the side of my head and leans, getting closer to me.
"Shawn get-"
"No, you listen to me." He says.
I close my mouth.
"I’m sorry, alright?" Shawn says. "I’m sorry for being around you. I’m sorry for being a fucking ass. I’m sorry for having nothing better to do. I regret everything I’ve done to you."
I frown and he sighs.
"I’m sorry for a lot of things and I regret most of them," He says slowly, his lips almost touching mine, "But I don’t regret having feelings for you."
"You’re saying that just to get into my pants." I whisper.
"To hell I’m not!" Shawn shouts, pulling away a little. "Why do you think I’ve been bugging you all time, (Y/N)? Why do you think I come to see you every day? It’s impossible to stay away from you. (Y/N), I fucking like you, can’t you see?!”
I look down at my feet. This is a joke.
"Don’t ignore me." He says.
"Shawn, you don’t act like you like me." I whisper.
"Because I’m new to this, (Y/N)." Shawn puts his hand under my chin and lifts my head up to see him. "I’m not use to this feeling."
I bite my lip, still looking at him.
"I’m going to try improve myself, (Y/N). I really will. I’m going to try to change your mind about me."
I stare at my feet again.
Am I actually believing this?
"I’m willing to try if you give me a chance." Shawn whispers.
I then, nod my head, slowly.
"Is that a yes?"
"It is." I whisper while lifting my head up.
Shawn smiles and then kisses my forehead, whispering “thank you” over and over again.
Yup, I’m defiantly believing it.