a rare shot of me with no makeup

Talent

Summary: You are a YouTuber who does material like PAINT. You and Dan are dating, soon you tell your fans along with Dan’s.

Ship: Dan x fem!Reader

Warning: fluff, angst, swearing, sarcasm, sass, etc.

Your P.O.V

I put my microphone away, rubbing the back of my tensed up neck. I’d been working on my latest video for hours on end. I finally finished it. It was my rendition of Enter Sandman by Metallica. I’m a YouTuber, and quite a big one. Not to boast or anything. I do music videos, kinda of like Jon Cozart. My latest one was a shit load of editing. I’m extremely diverse when it comes to musical instruments. In certain frames, I was positioned playing two different electric guitars, drums, and singing. My videos are very different. Sometimes I’m doing beautiful calm songs or hard rock and everything in-between.

People loved it. I guess that’s how I met my now current boyfriend, Dan Howell. He loved my personality off and on the camera. We soon became a thing. We didn’t live far from each other so, meeting up was relatively easy. I glance over my video once more, biting my lip down in concentration. My focus was peeled away when I heard a loud ding. A text from the one and only, Dan Howell. Every time I got a message from him, my heart soar. ‘How’s the video coming along, love?’ I shake my head, smiling to myself before typing back. ‘Pretty good. Should be out in a few minutes, love.’ A few seconds pass before he replies. ‘Is there any chance I can get a sneak peak? ;)’ I roll my eyes, laughing. ‘Sorry, no can do. But we can hang out and watch it together if you want?’ He replied, almost immediately. ‘Sounds wonderful, love. See you soon!’

God, he was adorable. I take a deep breath, watching again, for what felt like the millionth time before I click ‘POST’. Shutting off my computer, slipping on my jacket, I walk out the door and head over to Dan’s. ‘Be there in a few minutes, DON’T WATCH IT WITHOUT ME!’ Within seconds, my phone dings. ‘Ugh, fine. IT’S LIKE YOU KNOW?! DO YOU HAVE POWERS OR SOMETHING?!’ I laugh lightly. ‘I wish lol, here.’ I stumble up the stairs before making my way to the door. He opens it within seconds, smiling wide and bright. “C'MON, LET’S WATCH IT!” I roll my eyes, cheeks flushed. He adored my musical talent. Often showing me off to his friends for getting someone so diverse in such an art form like music itself. We plop down on the couch, slipping a blanket over our legs, he pulls out his computer. I look up the video, clicking on it. Dan’s overflowing with anticipation.

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I bite my lip to hide my discomfort. I hated watching myself sing and perform. Honestly, I didn’t think I was good enough. But that didn’t stop Dan from assuring me that, I was, in fact, good enough. The one good thing about me is that I’ve got an insane vocal range. It can vary to an alto, rarely reaching a soprano, but can go down to a tenor. If I try hard enough, I could probably reach baritone. So, when it came to the song, Enter Sandman by Metallica, it was easy to do his voice. I could, with a lot of practice, have a growly, sexy voice. So low, that it would sound like a man. In the video, I’m shot by multiple frames, one singing up close, two others on electric guitars and one on the drums. My makeup was pitch black, smokey and hot. My outfit was dark and somewhat scandalous. In one of my shots, specifically the one that focuses on my lip movements, I’m wearing a beanie with my hair tucked deep inside. Piercings sprinkled my ears. I’m not gonna lie, I look hot af.

I lean back, watching Dan as he watches me- well video me. The video begins, fog and smoke sprinkle the ground. The lighting, shots and frame make me very happy. It was perfect. It shows four different angles, one with me and my electric guitar, another with me singing, another with me playing the drums and the last playing a bass guitar. As soon as the song ends, Dan literally howls. “THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING! MY GIRLFRIEND IS SO TALENTED!” I roll my eyes blushing. “Thanks. I didn’t think it was that good.” He scoffed, shoving the computer in my face. “Read ‘em and weep, love!” Dan motioned towards the comment section. I glance over them, smiling.

HOLY SHIT! I FUCKING LOVE (Y/N)! I LOVE GIRLS WITH LOW VOICES!

              She is so sexy I’m gonna die!!!!!

AHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO PHENOMENAL!

                                                     She is so freaking talented, like holy shit.

“My beautiful, talented girlfriend.” Dan whispers into my ear as he nuzzles his face in the crook of my neck, kissing it. I glance back at them. “Think we should tell them?” He laid down on my lap, I run my fingers through his hair. “The fans? The world? Well, I mean we already told Phil, our friends and family. D’ya think we’re ready?” I shrugged, biting my lip. “I don’t know. I’m ready whenever you are.” He grinned, launching up to kiss me. “Than lets do it. Right now.” My eyes go wide. “Right now?!” Dan nodded, running across the room to grab his camera. I shake my head, laughing. I stand off to the side, writing down never have I ever’s. He sits down, grinning like a child. “Okay- so, I’ll do my normal introduction and then I’ll introduce you-” I nodded, smiling. He began as per usual.

“Hey guys! So, this has been a long time coming video and I can’t tell you how excited I am to be making it. There has been some speculation on who’ve I’ve supposedly been dating- most, if not all the people on the internet think I’m dating Phil- I’m sorry to burst your bubbles but I am not. So this video is about the person I am actually dating. I would like everyone to welcome my girlfriend- the one, the only, (Y/n) (Y/L/N)!!!” I take that as my cue to enter. I sit down next to him, smiling. “Hi…” Dan giggles. “Oh my god, look at you!! You’re blushing!” As he said that, I blushed even harder. “Stop it!! It’ll only get worse if you point it out!” He laughed, kissing my flushed cheeks and then the top of my head. I flushed even more.

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“Okay so, we’re gonna play, Never Have I Ever!” He grinned, grabbing the cards from my hand to shuffle. “Okay love, would you like to go first?” I nodded, taking a card only to swear under my breath. “Shit.. Okay, so never have I ever had a one night stand.” I put one of my fingers down and clap my hands together. Dan’s eyes go wide. “There’s a lot about you I don’t know, haha.” I bit my lip, laughing. “That’s a good thing, haha. Now you read.” We go back and forth for a little while before Dan finally ends the video. “Okay, and that’s a wrap! Thanks for watching! Click subscribe to be kept up to date on all my videos! I’ll be sure to put (Y/n)’s Youtube channel link in the description below. PLEASE go check out her channel! She’s incredibly talented! Honestly, I don’t know what I did to get a girl like her! Thanks guys! See you later!” I blush and shout before he turns off the camera. “By guys!”

“Stop showing me off! I’m really not that good.” He rolled his eyes, kissing me, passionately. “You are perfection. C’mon, help me edit this and we’ll post it together.” A few hours past before we finally finished the video. Dan decided to go on twitter to set out a tease for the fans. I do as well. I cuddle close to Dan, looking up at him. “You ready?” He nods, kissing me again. “I was born ready.” We click POST and wait. It takes a few minutes but within no time, the comments section is booming. Not to mention twitter. They were all so heartwarming. Mostly kind words. Some of course, were not that kind but I didn’t care. I was happy to be with Dan. I loved him.

(I hope you liked it)

anonymous asked:

Can we have a pic of you with out makeup? in the morning or before going to bed maybe

Boy this was hard cuz I actually rarely take off my eyeliner! So here’s a shot of me out of the shower and about to go to bed.

Consider yourself lucky, I don’t like how I look without my panda eyes so this is never how you’d see me in public haha

S02E05 - “Cardassians”

A substantial amount of fashion today, and some of it even on Cardassians!


These are not the drawers you’re looking for

I start with Garak because GARAK GARAK HI GARAK WE MISSED YOU even if you are in the exact same outfit we first saw you in HIIIII

Although there seems to be an additional shirt under the green one this time, that exactly matches his vest. Had some leftover fabric, I guess.


Can I interest you gentlemen in a suit?

In the longer shot, we see that the long stripes on his sleeves are repeated on his slacks. I think just on the sides, though, so as not to take the slacks from “Han Solo” to “pajama party”. We also see that the vest is not rubber as I thought back in season 1, but a quilted fabric, and it’s cut in the long style that Bajorans favor for their crocheted vests.

As evidenced by Rugal here. He’s got a crocheted long vest (or I guess short sleeved jacket) in mustard, over an orange shirt (tank top?), over a harvest gold plaid flannel long-sleeved number. It’s kind of Bajor-meets-grunge, which I guess makes sense since he’s a 12-year-old boy with anger issues.

His adoptive father, Proka, surprisingly eschews the classic earth-tone-crochet-salad for a midnight blue tunic with velour trim reminiscent of a catcher’s vest. With matching slacks and boots. His outfit, sadly, *does* kind of say “pajama party”.


Here I am now, entertain me

Just a nice close-up of the fabric textures here. Also his makeup is well done.


Why, it’s Old Man Proka! And he would’ve gotten away with it, too, if it weren’t for us meddling kids!

See? Catcher’s vest decoration. No wonder Proka has the CRANKIEST FACE IN THE QUADRANT.

Note the random glass vase perched precariously on a tiny stand in a high-traffic area of a public space station. Really?


Anything dirty or dingy or dusty… anything broken or ragged or rustyyyy

OH THANK THE PROPHETS I was seriously hoping there’d be a screencap of the people at the table behind Julian because WHAT THE FUCK. They have trash can lids tied to their heads with grey velvet gift ribbon. They have some sort of grey jersey overalls. And they have silver mesh shirts with the sleeves pulled over their hands, which is a look that says “we didn’t have time to mold alien hand prosthetics.” I love it when the wardrobe department just goes “oh fuck it.”


I am the eye in the sky

A rare bird’s-eye view of a Dabo table! That’s the Dabo lady with the underboob outfit, which is nice for her in this case because we’re not looking down her cleavage. Instead we’re looking at the fabulous array of fake jewels hot glued to her shoulders. It’s like thirteen-year-old me made this outfit and I love it. Also it’s nice that the makeup department took the time to do makeup on the top of her head for this shot. That might be why they ran out of time for the Oscar the Grouch aliens, but I’m calling it a win.


Sashay, shantay

Quark is overseeing the Dabo tables in a jacket I’m not sure we’ve seen before. I love the patchwork look! Even if I’m not partial to pastels. On his belly is a large silver and turquoise exclamation point. It matches his trousers. Let’s not think about it too much.


If you can wear a better mousetrap, the world will beat a path to your door in order to beat some damn sense into you

Did I mention that Wardrobe had a case of the fuckits this week? THIS JACKET. This is Zolan and he’s covered in paint splatters and… mousetraps? Altoid tins? Sardine cans? I guess this is for when you’re traveling and want to take snacks along? I GOT NOTHING. It has a three-quarter sleeve, underneath which we can see… a grey mock turtleneck. Yup.

The person on the left is just as alarmed by Zolan’s outfit as we are. They, on the other hand, are in a basic fifties-alien-style jumpsuit in champagne lamé, complete with two-toned shoulder flares. Some people prefer the classics.


Sashay, crochet

Keiko figures, if you’re gonna do Bajoran style, go big or go home. I have only ever seen that circle-style crochet on afghans my grandmother used to make.


LLLLLAAADIIEEEEES– oh hi Doctor

I like Sisko’s sleepwear better than Picard’s. It’s no tiny robe, but it looks more comfortable, and his color choices are smashing.


Here I stand, in the light of day

If anybody knows how to choose traveling clothes, it’s a tailor! I guess. I like it, anyway. Green is a good color for Garak, and it looks like this outfit is a nice thick wool with just enough decorative bits to look good without getting in the way. Bajoran volunteer Deela, of course, is in a long crocheted vest. At least the colors are nice.


I’m not only a tailor, I’m also a client

I really like the detail, actually. Not everybody can mix patterns like this, but he makes it work. Plus the neck is some kind of thermal fabric? Very comfy.


So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye

Asha, one of the orphans, wears an adorable lavender babydoll over a t-shirt, but the best thing about her outfit is her hair. She’s got this great Eastern European braid thing going on! The other children are in similarly low-contrast two-tone layered styles. If you’re gonna fit in on Bajor, you gotta dress the part.


Ladies and gentlemen, the Von Trapp Family Singers!

We’ve seen Keiko’s velour top before, but I LOVE this vest. It’s kind of a menswear-style print and has a super flattering cut. Keiko is not taking anyone’s shit this episode and she dresses to let you know it.


My pokemans, let me show you them

Pa'Dar, Rugel’s birth father, is much better dressed than your typical Cardassian officer. I *think* that’s a blazer in a weird cut over a cozy slub knit top. Or it might all be one piece. IF YOU PEOPLE WOULD WEAR MORE THAN ONE COLOR AT A TIME I COULD TELL THESE THINGS. I like the slanted sleeve detail, though.


There’s a little beige spot on the sun today

Jomat Luson, a Bajoran volunteer worker, is wearing a garment that is half a houndstooth blazer sewn onto half a cardigan made from a Native American blanket. I… okay. She wears a braid crown which declares her the Queen of Beige.


Peace out

I leave you with people leaving. Not because of their monochromicity, but because of the least practical luggage ever. (Okay second-least; it’s probably still better than those giant banana-bags.) But y'all. Handles. Wheels. Ever heard of them? Actually I think the dude on the left may have just stolen a Bajoran traffic light. Hey Odo! 



Whew! It’s been a fashion smorgasbord with extra yamok sauce. I hope everyone’s had enough! 

Confidence 1

Spencer x female main character (Regan)

Penelope introduces her friend from her theater group to the team and they all go out for drinks at a club. The dance floor calling and actually people calling leaves Regan and Spencer alone at the booth for bonding time.

If I get good feedback/enough likes on this I want to turn this into a multi shot. Let me know if you like where it’s heading! 

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100 Drabble Challenge: Raincoat (Tom and Abby)

TITLE: Raincoat
CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT:  (Tom and Abby) one shot
AUTHOR:   theothercourse
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor Tom
GENRE: Fluff/Romance
FIC SUMMARY:  To fulfill drabble prompt for raincoat, a fun playful one shot between Tom and Abby before their wedding reception. Abby wants to know the destination for their honeymoon. (Follows after The End Part 1 and The End Part 2)
RATING: Teen
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: Based on the characters from Upstaged, In His Kiss,In Her Arms, Who Loves You, Baby?, The Road to Something Better,Regarding Abigail, Tom/Abby One Shots, All Tom/Abigail in chronological order

Raincoat

“Vampire movie night, huh?” Tom asked between heated kisses, his eyes twinkling with the high of being married and being reunited with me after a week of aching to see each other. His sister could no longer torture us by keeping us apart, and my man did his best to erase the time away.

I giggled into another kiss, Tom’s arms swallowing me in an all-encompassing embrace. I combed my fingers into his curly hair at the top of his head. As his teeth nipped at my lower lip, I scratchy-scratched my fingers into his scalp, inviting more.

“I remember,” he kissed me full on again, savoring every moment we made together as a married couple. “That night- your hair was up in a messy ponytail and I could nibble on your neck during the credits… between Dracula and…” His speech trailed off as I felt his lips close around my earlobe.

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