caspar is us

50 memories from the London Flat:

1. Building the wardrobe together

2. Phil pranking Dan by hiding in the wardrobe

3. Weekly live shows

4. PINOF 4 - 8

5. DITL in London

6. Collabs with Louise, PJ, Tyler, Connor, Jim, Caspar, Cat, Hazel, Carrie, & more

7. The radio show

8. The death stairs

9. The birth of the gaming channel

10. Creating Dil

11. Dan falling off his chair

12. The Tumblr tags

13. Festive DITL

14. Writing TABINOF

15. Coming up with the idea of TATINOF

16. Making the decision of going to Japan together

17. Ceiling jumping competitions

18. The baking videos

19. Watching anime together

20. Phil stealing Dan’s cereal

21. The continuing creep shot war

22. Laying on Dan’s floor

23. The One Direction posters in the bathroom

24. The drilling

25. The glass door

26. DanandPhilCrafts

27. Loud sex noises

28. Dan stealing the neighbor’s dog for an hour

29. Brainstorming merch

30. Phil’s houseplants

31. The existential crisis hallway

32. Caspar giving us a house tour by running through the flat

33. The knick knacks all over the house

34. Guess the crime

35. The end of Draw Phil Naked

36. The end of The Sexy End Screen Dance

37. Phil’s homemade “The Weakest Link”

38. The picture of Dan peaking out from behind the door with the caption “um”

39. Phil’s live show drawing game

40. Dan’s sofa crease

41. The infamous gas leak

42. The making of the 7SC app

43. The decision to not care any more and put things on the wall

44. Us watching them grow into the people they are today

45. Them watching each other grow into the people they are today

46. All of the laughter

47. Watching movies together

48. Deciding to travel to Singapore together

49. Deciding to move out into a place that they can continue a life together

50. All of the memories they shared with each other that are just for them that we will never know about

anonymous asked:

rin is a threat when using a computer. once he accidentally hacked a military server while trying to enter google

Next thing he knew, a U.S.A government official was knocking on his door to arrest him, before said official realized that Rin somehow managed to hack their government database on total accident. Every now and then, the U.S government will ask him to get to Youtube so that he’ll hack the British Government’s database. Rin does not question this. 

-Admin Caspar


Milo: You’re still shocked… I get it. I must be as well because I… (gulps) I nearly lost you.

Irene: That was crazy. You see, it fell right on me, and my last thought was – this is the end, but then… then I found myself restored, completely fine as the fire took place. I don’t know what’s going on anymore. Maybe you’re now holding the living dead in your arms.

Milo: No, no, no, don’t say so. Even if you were saved by something extraterrestrial, it wasn’t without a reason. You’re important, Irene. You matter.

Irene, snuggling into Milo’s shoulder: I really need some rest right now… I can’t look at this meteor any more, it makes me sick.

3am || Joe Sugg

Originally posted by livingthesugglife

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This was so fun to write, I just got that inspiration out of nowhere I guess and since I love football, I had to write it! Hoe you like it my loves xx

It had been 35 minutes since the match had started and everyone in the first row was on edge as none of the two teams had scored a goal yet. The Youbube All Stars supporters were wearing white tops with their favorite player’s names on the back  and the girls all sat back down as the boys almost scored a goal again. “I thought they would do better than this.” The blonde sitting next to Y/N affirmed as she had hey eyes laid on the boy with the 22 top, the two exchanging a small smile from the distance. “Yeah, I’m actually quite disappointed.” The brunette sitting on the other side of Y/N exclaimed, exchanging a glance with the number 7. “Come on, they’re not that bad.” Y/N stated as the other girls sent her a knowing look, earning a laugh from the three friends. “Get ready to kick their asses during half time, ladies.” Maddie said, nudging her shoulder with Y/N’s as they exchanged a laugh again, focusing back on the action happening on the field. Y/N’s eyes fell on number 15 and a smile instantly appeared on her face as she watched her boyfriend moving around the field, focused on the ball on the ground juggling between the different players.

She had been waiting for this time of the year for so long and it was the first time that she was there to support him with the other girlfriends of the boys. It meant a lot to her and she also knew how much it meant for her boyfriend. And after the first half of the match, the girls had sneaked their way to the changing room to keep cheering on their respective lovers.

Y/N stepped closer to her favorite player, placing her arms around him as he was taking a sip of his water bottle. “Hey.” She said as he smiled, turning around in her grip and leaning in to press a soft kiss on her lips. “Hi. You should wear jerseys more often.” He replied, putting a piece of her hair behind her ear as a smirk appeared on his face. “You should too.” Y/N said, the same smirk on her face as their eyes met. “So how good are we doing?” Joe asked, excited to hear her answer. “Generally, you suck.” She admitted a Joe let out a laugh. “I mean we have Caspar in our team.” Joe pointed out to his best friend who was talking to Maddie. “He’s got a point.” Maddie admitted, the two girls exchanging a smile as Caspar glared at his girlfriend. “But personally, I’m impressed.” Y/N affirmed, pecking Joe’s lips quickly as she could see the proud smile that he was trying to hide. “How can you think he is better than us?” Caspar scoffed, amused as the other boys laughed, their attention on the two couples. “If he had longer legs, he’ll be able to run faster. But turns out, he’s the shortest of us all.” Calum exclaimed, earning some laughs from the other boys but Joe wasn’t laughing. He was used to this kind of banter with his friends but it did actually get to him. There was something that Joe didn’t joke about and it was his height, he knew he was shorter than his friends and he was insecure about it but not many people knew. Y/N quickly noticed the change in his attitude and how his excitement for the match wasn’t that obvious anymore and it annoyed her. Calum didn’t have to say that, especially in front of everyone.

It was almost time for the match to start again and the girls had the leave the changing room. But she couldn’t leave as she watched Joe being gutted by the comment that he had received. And so Y/N turned around to the others, looking straight up to Calum and Sarah, a smirk on her face. “He may have short legs but he is the only one who can actually play football so I suggest you take lessons instead of judging him.” She affirmed, leaving everyone speechless as a few boys let out a laugh. She turned back to Joe, pressing her lips against his and giving him that kiss. That kind of kiss they only shared privately. At first, Joe was surprised and wasn’t sure of what to do until he quickly relaxed, gaining his confidence back and smirking during the kiss. “Now get back on that field and show them what you got.” Y/N ordered as she walked out of the room, followed by the other girls. Leaving Joe speechless as a huge grin was on his face, he couldn’t even pay attention to the teasing comments from the boys.

The boys were now back in place and the girls back at their first row spot. “That was amazing, I am impressed.” Sarah exclaimed as the match had started again, earning a laugh from Y/N. “I just know how to motivate him.” Y/N shrugged as she looked between her two friends, still surprised by her previous actions. “I admire you for this. You need to teach me.” Maddie affirmed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as they laughed again, focusing on the game as they all noticed the new energy that Joe was emerging. He was basically flying like a bird on the field now.

The match was now done and everyone was walking down onto the field to congratulate the two different teams. Y/N ran up to Joe as he wrapped his arms around her, spinning her around before putting her back down to her feet. “Well, I didn’t know you could be the man of the match.” She teased, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Oh I don’t know, I guess I just have a great coach.” Joe teased back, before leaning down to kiss her softly, not paying attention to anyone else on the large field.

Awful Liar || Joe Sugg

Originally posted by luminescent-jaspar

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A/N: this has been in my ask box for a while, seeing as i wasn’t quite sure how to go about writing it. but after writing a little drabble, aka the first two hundred words, i decided to morph it into a request and it seemed like this one fitted perfectly. enjoy!!xo

“This isn’t funny, Joe!”

“Babe, come on. You’ve gotta admit that it is.”

“No!” You protest, shaking your head violently as you stare at the mess of your boyfriend’s kitchen, your eyes wide as you run a hand through your hair and take a small step back.

Joe, along with the rest of the boys, who had all collapsed onto the sofa, laughed at your overreaction, which to you, was an under-reaction. The place looked like they’d managed to hold a children’s party in the hour whilst she was at Waitrose, and given them free reign of the kitchen.

You so desperately wished that you could begin to scold Joe just like you would if you were alone, and had to bite your lip to hold the comments in as he walks past you, inconspicuously brushing his hands across your waist.

You glare at his back and give the mess one last glance before rolling your eyes and walking out of the room, pulling your shirt over your head as you walked, flipping the boys off when a series of cat whistles were sent your way.

You walk into the downstairs bathroom and manage to find one of Joe’s clean shirts to replace the one that you’d taken off and thrown into the laundry basket. Shrugging the soft material over your head, you quickly check your face and hair in the mirror before adjusting your tight fitted gym shorts and walking back down the corridor and into the adjoined kitchen and living room.

You walk into the kitchen and lean against the counter, crossing your arms over your chest and eyeing Joe with an amused smirk as you watch him reluctantly disinfect the surfaces. “You don’t have to do that, you know.”

“But you don’t like mess, and it’s not fair if you have to clean up after me all the time. That’s not your job.” He mutters, putting the cloth down and looking at you with a cheeky grin. “And besides, the boys were starting to get on my nerves.”

You glance over your shoulder curiously, before looking back at Joe and cocking your brows. “Why, love?”

“Think it’s just because I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

At his suggestive tone, you roll your eyes and nudge him. “Oi.”

Joe smirks, glancing over your shoulder to make sure that none of the boys were looking before quickly kissing your lips and proceeding to worm his way around you and walk into the living room with a glass of orange juice in his hands and a cheeky grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

You press your lips together to hide your smile as you chuckle, picking up your phone from the place you’d left it on the counter and walking into the living room, collapsing back into the empty space on the sofa beside Joe, bringing your legs up to your chest and looking up at the TV that the majority of the boys’ eyes were glued to. “What’re we watching?”

“Some game show that Josh and Caspar used to watch back in SA,” Oli says, taking a sip out of his beer bottle and looking over at her with his eyebrows raised a fraction. “Wait, are you wearing any form of trousers right now? Because all I see is skin.”

This caught the rest of the boys’ attention, and they all turned their heads to look at you in curiosity. You roll your eyes and shuffle up slightly, gripping onto the bottom of your cotton shorts and pulling them down as proof. Oli raises his hands in defense at your smug smile, and a few of the guys laugh before looking back at the TV. Joe leans in close to your ear, whispering so that none of the other boys could hear. “You know, it wouldn’t be the first time you walked around this apartment with no trousers on.”

You push him away, giggling quietly and rolling your eyes when he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and tugged you even closer toward him. Looking up at him through your lashes, you shoot him a pointed look. He simply smirks down at you and uses his free hand to scrunch up your face, laughing when you attempted to shake him off.

The gameshow turned out to be relatively entertaining, though the way Josh and Caspar got so into it that they’d glare at anyone who dared speak above a certain volume made the whole thing a whole lot more interesting. You got up a few times, either to use the bathroom or get drinks from the kitchen, but your spot under Joe’s arm remained the same throughout the night, though every time you returned after doing something, you inched even closer than you had been before.

Your eyes began to burn after a good few hours, and you dug your hand into Joe’s pocket to pull out his phone in order to check the time, seeing as you’d left yours charging in the kitchen just a little while earlier. You blink and allow your eyes a moment to adjust to the brightness of the screen before reading the time, your jaw slacking slightly in shock. The last time you’d checked, it’d only been around ten pm, and somehow, now, it was gone one am. You look up at the show playing on the TV, wondering what the hell kinda game show lasted for more than three hours before mumbling incoherently and looking up at Joe with sleepy eyes.

He looks down at you instinctively, and you blink up at him silently as he brushes his thumb over your cheek. “You tired, love?”

You nod your head and part your lips to reply, but Josh’s booming voice interrupted before you could. “Okay, enough if enough. What the hell is going on between you two?”

You look over at them all, a startled look on your face when you realise that the TV had been paused and all the attention was on you and Joe. There was a moment of silence, before Joe cleared his throat and rubbed his forehead awkwardly. “Depends on how you characterise us as human beings.”

Caspar snorts, rolling his eyes and chucking a piece of popcorn at the two of you. “Yeah, sure, whatever. But we all know that whenever Joe doesn’t want us to know something, he tries to distract us with some kind of incorrect philosophical bullshit.”

You bite your lip and shrug. “Well, would you guys be opposed to us dating, or..?”

“I have to agree with Casp here; Joe’s a bloody awful liar. And, to be honest (Y/N), it’d be a long time coming, and we all think so.” Jack snorts, and everyone else in the room, excluding Joe and yourself, nods in agreement.

Joe shrugs, looking down at you and kissing you softly. “Go to bed love, I’ll be in soon.”

As everyone in the rooms’ eyes widen, you hum and kiss him once more before standing up, clutching Joe’s phone in your hand, fully intending to use it to keep yourself occupied before he joined you upstairs and lectured you on how much better it is for your health to not sleep with a phone in your bedroom. You smile at the boys sleepily. “Night.”

You received a quiet chorus of ‘goodnights’ as you begin to walk out of the room and up the stairs toward Joe’s bedroom, leaving all of the boys to turn to stare at Joe with wide eyes. He shrugs and glances over his shoulder at you, watching as you turn the corner at the top of the stairs into his bedroom and smiling to himself. “Yeah, I’m not quite sure either..”

4 AM

Heey! Some more stuff is coming! This is just a random idea that I had and I quite enjoy it! Hope you like it loves xx

Y/N sighed as she finally closed her eyes in attempt to get some sleep. It had been about two hours since she was trying to sleep but she just couldn’t. Her mind was too busy that night. And just as she did, she heard her phone buzz from its place on the bedside table and reached out for it tiredly. ‘You’re up?’ She ead the text in her mind, her eyes falling on his name and she sighed. The only people up this late are either heartbroken or in love and she knew he was heartbroken.  She rubbed her sleepy eyes and wrote back. 'Yes. Need to talk?’ She tapped and hesitated before pressing the send button but finally did. And seconds later, her phone was ringing as his lovely face popped up on the screen.

“Hey.” Joe said through the phone and in the tone in his voice, she could tell that he was sad. “Are you alright?” She asked, shifting to sit up, her back pressed against the bed. “I’m not sure.” He said, just above a whisper and she stared at the darkness of the room. “What happened?” She asked, used to these kinds of late night conversations. “I was out with the boys with the boys tonight and..” Joe explained and she tried my best to hang on to his words that were cutting like knives.

“Oh.” Was all she could reply once he was finished and it went silent for a few minutes. “Is there anything I can do?” She asked, breaking the awkward silence. “Can we stay on the phone until we fall asleep?” Joe asked, his voice soft and mumbled and a smile was forming on her lips. “Sure.” She replied before shifting back under the sheets, putting the phone on speaker as she watched his picture on the screen. And by five am, he was was asleep and she wasn’t. So she hung up on the phone and put it back on the bedside table. The only people up this late are the heartbroken and in love. And she was in love with the boy that was heartbroken.

The next day was hectic as she was trying to fight back the tiredness from the previous night. She tried to fight back a yawn as she walked into her friend Caspar’s flat. She was now sitting on the couch, chatting with her friend while a random show was playing on the tv and a special subject rang her ears. “Last night was quite harsh for Joe.” Caspar stated and he suddenly had her full attention. “Did he tell you?” Caspar asked, his eyes darting over her tired features. “Yes. We talked about it the whole night.” She replied, her eyes falling down to her lap. “But he’s getting better, you know.” Caspar admitted, a comforting smile showing on his lips. “Is he really? He obviously isn’t, Casp. He wouldn’t have called if he was.” She spoke, staring blankly at the ground, thinking about the conversation they had the previous night. “It’s normal for him to react like that. She was kissing someone else. It was bound to happen.” Caspar said and he was right. Joe had to see his ex girlfriend with someone else at some point and accept it. 

“You need to tell him, Y/N.” Caspar blurred out and she tensed at his comment, her eyes going wide.  “Would it make any difference if he knew?” Y/N scoffed, playing with the hem of her jumper, exactly knowing what he was thinking about. “Why do you think he is calling you? Think about that.” Caspar said, watching her face and she sighed. “It’s not appropriate. I can’t tell him how I feel now. It will ruin everything and he’ll run away. I know him.” Y/N stated and little did she knew that Joe was eavesdropping at this exact moment, standing by the door. “And I know him too. He loves you and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t even know that yet. You’re helping him, more than us.” Caspar explained, smiling warmly towards her. “You deserve to be happy, Y/N and I know how much it’s killing you to see him like that. So tell him.” Caspar said, his hand on her knee in a friendly gesture and she smiled before leaning onto his shoulder.

And Y/N suddenly flinched as she watched Joe walk into the flat, a frown on his face. “Tell me what?” He asked, concern evident in his voice. “You heard.” Y/N affirmed, watching the boy in front of her as he gave her a small nod. Caspar smiled at the two as he got up, “I’ll leave you two alone.”

And they watched their South African friend head over to his bedroom as Joe stepped closer, watching her intensely. “I couldn’t help but froze when I heard my name.” Joe started. “I know I shouldn’t have. I’m sorry.” He said, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “It’s alright.” Y/N simply shrugged. “Are you okay?” He asked, sitting down next to her. And she nodded, leaving them in a long and awkward silence until she broke it again. 

“I love you.” She blurred out, watching his frown grow and she instantly regretted the words coming out from her mouth. “What?” Joe replied, his mind trying to process what had just happened. “I know the timing is wrong. So wrong. But I have to say it.” Y/N explained , her eyes staring at the ground. She took a deep breath before looking up to meet his intrigued blue eyes. “Joe, before I met you, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason. And just as cheesy as it sounds, I am in love with you.” She finished and when Joe smiled, she didn’t know what to think. And her confusion grew as Joe put a straight piece of her hair behind her ear, his thumb brushing on her cheek and he said no more but instead,leaned in until their lips were touching and Y/N didn’t kiss back as she realized what was happening. The kiss was soft and sweet. 

Once Joe had pulled away, their foreheads brushing, he smiled at her once again. “I love you too. And Caspar is right, I’m getting better thanks to you.” Joe admitted,mesmerized by her green eyes as he felt his heartbeat increase and Y/N finally smiled, soothed by his words. 

And the both of them laughed at their silliness as Joe leaned in to kiss her again and Caspar simply stood by the door frame, watching his two best friends finally get together after such a long time.

Double Sorry / Conor Maynard

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You sighed when you entered your apartment, hearing the boys laughter echoing through it. You damned the day you decided to give one of your best friends, Joe, a spare key to your apartment. You didn’t really know why you did it, it had only gotten you to have boys around when you didn’t expect them and a lot of pranks.

After taking your shoes off, you walked toward the living room to be found by four boys oblivious to you presence. What caught your attention though, was that one of them, had a bra on his fingers.

Is that…is that my bra?” You asked, making the four of them look at you, Jack quickly hiding the bra behind him.

“What are you on about?” Joe asked.

You squinted your eyes at him and he just smiled. Then you took a few more second to look at the other three boys. Jack was smiling, too and so were Caspar and Conor until you looked at the last one, that’s when he looked at his lap.

“I’m gonna have a shower.” You said. “And you will probably have to go guys, I’m not in the mood for anything right now.”

“But we haven’t seen you since last Friday, it’s like you’re avoiding us!” Caspar pouted.

“It’s not you exactly that I’m avoiding, Casp.” You sighed. “It’s someone else.” Your eyes drifted to Conor for less than a second, and you prayed that no one saw. “I’m sorry, guys, really. I just-I’ve been thinking some stuff and I needed time alone. We can go for lunch or something tomorrow, though?”

“Okay.” Jack said, standing up. “You promise?” He asked, and you nodded, before leaving to take a shower.

You heard the front door close and the apartment fell silent, just then you turned the water on, letting it run until it got warm. You got under the water and sighed for the hundredth time that day.

As you were showering, you mind travelled back to last Friday night, even though you wanted to forget what had happened it’s like your mind just want it to play it over and over again.

You were laughing at the bar, at some stupid joke a guy had told you which you only laughed at only to hide the fact that Conor was talking to a girl and she was getting really close to him. You had always liked Conor but, typical story, your friendship was really good and you didn’t want to ruin it. So, as you were laughing at another dumb joke, you saw from the corner of your eye that Conor was walking over to you and in no time his lips were pressed against yours, and of course, you kissed back.

Everything was perfect, you even thought that he did it because he was jealous but that was too good to be true, thing is that when you two broke away he whispered in your ear ‘thanks, that girl was driving me crazy.’. All the hope that you managed to build in that kiss was crashed down by those words.

Tired of thinking about it, you got out of the shower and dressed yourself quickly, ready to put on some show on netflix and sleep. You walked back to the living room and let out a scream when you saw a person sitting on tour couch.

“Fuck, you scared the shit our of me.” You said, glad that it was just Conor and not a murdered, but soon, you felt the awkwardness of seeing him there. “What are you doing here? Were you here all along?”

“Yeah, the boys left and I stayed and waited for you to shower-”

“Why?” You cut him off.

“I wanted to talk to you.” He sighed and sat back down and tapped the empty space next to him but you remained on your spot. “Sorry I scared you.”

“It’s fine.” You mumbled.

“Sorry.” He said again, making you frown.

“I said it’s fine.”

“No, not for scaring you, I’m talking about the other night.” You bit your lip and nodded. “I probably shouldn’t have done that.”

“Yeah. You left me feeling like a fucking idiot.” You said. “Was that it? As I said before, I want some-”

“No, there’s something else.” You nodded, waiting for him to continue. “Okay, so I kissed you to get a girl off my back but it turns out I can’t stop thinking about you.

Your eyes went wide and your mouth fell open a bit but you shook your head quickly and with a few blinks asked. “What?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you. Literally, everywhere I go I see you or I see something nice in a shop and I think of you. I can’t get you off my mind and it’s driving me crazy because I know you don’t like me and I was so stupid for kissing you but I’m so glad I did.” He said quickly, making it hard for you to understand what he was saying. “I like you and I’m sorry, that’s what I wanted to say.” He sighed. “I’m gonna go now.” He grabbed his jacked and started walking towards the front door.

You only came out of shock when you heard the front door of the apartment close, and with a smile on your face you ran into the hallway and towards Conor, you feet hitting against the floor making him turn around just as you were about to throw yourself into him.

“I like you too.” You quickly said before pressing your lips together in a sweet kiss. “Now I’m glad you kissed me last Friday, I was avoiding you because I thought you didn’t like me!” You laughed, kissing him again.

“Well, I would like to kiss you more from now on.” He smiled. “Let’s go inside, shall we?” You nodded, and hand in hand you two started walking.

“Who told you I didn’t like you?” You laughed.

He shrugged. “Figured.”

Never have I ever : Josh Pieters Smut

(basically y/n is caspar’s best friend but really wants to fuck caspar’s other best friend)

You were at Caspar’s with all of Caspar’s friends. You had met a few of them before but had only just been introduced to a few of them. It was a bit easier to get to know them as you were all drinking. You were all sat down in the living room just talking to one another.

It was you, Caspar, Joe, Jack, Oli, Mikey, Conor and of course Josh. You had known Josh for quite a while as he was Caspar’s childhood best friend. Josh was always really nice to you and you got on really well. You found him insanely attractive but you’d never let him know that, of course.

You had told Caspar a few month ago, though. Caspar knew how attractive you found Josh due to one night when you both really drunk and you wouldn’t stop thinking about how much you wanted to sleep with Josh. He promised he wouldn’t tell anyone, though.

“So, Y/N, where abouts do you live?” Mikey asked you. You had only met Mikey tonight so you were spending a bit of time getting to know him.

“Well, I live in LA but i’m staying with Caspar for a few months.” You told him and he nodded.

“I would love to go to LA.” Mikey admitted.

“Yeah, you should all definitely come out! I’m renting this house with a few friends but it’s quite big so you could all stay with me.” You offered.

“That sounds sick!” Mikey replied, taking a sip of his beer.

“I’m bored!” Joe groaned from where he was sat on the sofa. You had known Joe for a while, too. You had stayed in the Jaspar apartment a few times when they had lived together.

“Well, what do you want to do, Joe?” Caspar asked him, putting his phone down.

“I don’t know. Do you have any board games?” Joe asked.

“No, I don’t.” Caspar shook his head.

“Well, we could still play a game? Oh, we could play a drinking game!” Jack suggested.

“Yes, can we?” Caspar asked even though we were in his apartment.

“Lets play never have I ever.” Joe said, sitting down on the floor with everyone else.

As everyone filled up their cups, you couldn’t help but notice how good Josh was looking tonight. His hair was styled how it usually was, up in a quiff. He wore a plain white t shirt and black jeans yet somehow still looked like a model. He was laughing at something Conor had said when he caught your eye, making you quickly look away.

“Right, i’m going first.” Joe announced as everyone sat down. “Never have I ever had phone sex today.”

Everyone laughed as Joe said this as Jack had earlier on received a booty call. Jack was the only one who drank.

“Never have I ever used my Instagram followers to get me laid.” Conor spoke, making Joe snort in laughter.

Your heart sunk a little bit as Josh drank.

“Right, never have I ever had a threesome.” Josh said as everyone went quiet.

The only people to drink were Jack and yourself.

“Y/N, really?” Caspar was surprised. “Who?

“I’m not telling.” You grinned.

“At least tell us if it was a boy and two girls or two boys and you?” Joe said.

“It was two girls and a boy.” You told them.

“Jesus Christ.” Joe replied, raising his eyebrows.

“What?” You asked, laughing.

“Everyone in the room just got a boner thinking of Y/N with a girl.” Conor laughed and everyone laughed with him. You could feel yourself go bright red but you were thankful when Jack moved on with the game.


A few rounds later, everyone was feeling a little bit drunk. And you couldn’t help but stare at Josh even more. He was so fucking hot you just wanted to fuck him so bad. You imagined he was amazing in bed.

“Right, OK, I’ve got a good one,” Mikey slurred. “Never have I ever masturbated whilst thinking about someone in this room.”

Everyone went silent as some people drank. Those people included you as you thought about all the times you have got yourself off whilst thinking about Josh.

You noticed that Caspar, Joe, Jack and Josh had all drank too.

“OK, what the fuck?” Conor laughed as he noticed how many people had taken a sip on their drinks. “Have you all thought about Y/N?”

You suddenly felt very pleased with yourself as all the guys that had drank nodded.

“Joe? What the hell?” Caspar laughed as Joe nodded.

“I couldn’t help it!” Joe defended himself. “I’ll tell you the story, right, it was when Y/N was staying with us and she was wearing one of my t shirts with these, like, long socks that went up to her knees. You looked fit as fuck.”

“Well… Thanks, Joe.” You laughed.

“What about everyone else?” Conor asked, wanting to know the details.

“No, I want to know why Y/N drank.” Jack said. Of course he did.

“Obvious… It’s Caspar right?” Conor guessed.

As you shook your head, you noticed how a lot of them looked shocked.

“I know who it is.” Caspar grinned.

“Tell us!” Oli spoke.

You felt very on the spot, how could you just announce it like this. As your eyes flickered over to Josh, everyone caught on.

“Josh?!” Joe asked.

“Really?” Josh asked, quite shocked. You nodded. You felt yourself get really flustered as no one spoke.

“So out of all of us, you want to fuck Josh?” Jack asked, not really believing it.

“Why is that so hard for you to believe? Do we really need to get over it fifty fucking times?” You snapped, getting embarrassed and bothered. “I’m done with this game.”


When you went to breakfast with Caspar the next day, you were regretting telling the guys about how you wanted to fuck Josh. It was awkward between you and Josh to say the least.

“Relax, Y/N, they’ve probably all forgot about it now.” Caspar reassured you as you were walking to the restaurant where you were meeting them all for breakfast.

“Hopefully.” You sighed.

As you walked in, you spotted them on the long table in the corner. You immediately spotted Josh’s bright hair and your stomach started to do flips.

“Hey guys!” Oli greeted you both when you reached the table.

“We saved you a seat, Y/N, right next to Josh.” Jack winked at you. You gave him the evils as you took a seat next to Josh.

“You alright?” Josh asked you, noticing how uneasy you were.

“Uh, yeah.” And that was it. That’s all you said through breakfast. You hated how awkward you had made me it between the two of you.

“We all going Caspar’s?” Mikey asked.

“I can’t, I’ve got to edit my video for tonight.” Joe sighed.

“We’ve got a meeting with capital now anyway.” Conor said, referring to him and Jack.

“Yeah i’m gonna have to give miss boys.” Oli agreed.

In the end, Mikey and Josh were the only ones who joined you and Caspar in going back to his apartment.


“I’m going to have a bath I think.” You told them as soon as you arrived. You didn’t want to face the awkwardness anymore and a bath sounded really good right now.

As you walked into Caspar’s spare room, you gathered all of your belongings that you needed for the bath. You decided to just grab some comfy clothes to put on after your bath.

Going into the bathroom, you didn’t bother to lock the door because they all know you’re in here. Turning on the hot tap and putting the plug in, you added lots of bubble bath and bath salts. Caspar’s bath was massive and you loved it, having baths here were so relaxing.

After you undressed yourself, the bath was pretty full so you switched the hot tap off. Before you could even turn the cold on, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

“Y/N? Can I come in?” It was Josh.

“Oh, uh, yeah.” You replied as you quickly wrapped a towel around yourself.

Josh came into the bathroom before shutting the door behind him. His eyes instantly trailed up and down your covered body.

“They’re filming a video, I just wanted to talk to you.” Josh told you, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

“Oh, I-”

“I’ve thought about you too, you know.” Josh told you, coming closer.

“What?” You replied, gripping onto your towel so it doesn’t fall.

“When I get myself off, I think about you a lot.” He admitted, instantly making you tingle in between your thighs.

“Oh…” You squeaked out, not really knowing what to say.

“And you have no idea, how badly I want to fuck you, like even now… You stood there almost naked is messing with me so bad.” He breathed, licking his lips.

“I dare you.” You shot back.

“Y/N.. I’ll take you right here if you don’t be careful.” He warned.

“It’s your choice.” You shrugged, getting an idea.

You dropped the towel to the floor, keeping eye contact with Josh.

Within seconds Josh was on you, pinning you up against the cold tiles of Caspar’s bathroom wall. He crashed his lips to yours, kissing you desperately. He was such a good kisser, you had always imagined he’d be good.

“Fucking hell, Y/N, I need you so bad.” Josh groaned, stepping back and pulling his t shirt over his head.

You immediately grabbed him by the back of his neck and connected your lips again. The kiss was rushed, but you needed it. You needed him.

His lips went your neck, marking you as he pleasured you.

“Josh.” You moaned out as he found your sweet spot.

“Y/N, you’re so sexy,” He groaned. But you’ve gotta be quiet, they’re going to hear you.”

Your hands went to Josh’s belt, wanting his trousers gone. He got the message as he quickly pulled them down after you undid his belt.

“Mmh, I’ve wanted this for so long.” You moaned, palming Josh through his boxers. He was already hard and that turned you on even more.

“Baby, you’re so gorgeous.” Josh told you as he kissed your lips again.

After your hand snaked round and pinched Josh’s bum, he rushed over to Caspar’s drawers that were the corner.

“Thank fuck he keeps them in here.” Josh said as he reached a condom out.

“Hurry up.” You whined as Josh pulled his boxers off.

“Come here.” Josh told you as he rolled the condom onto his impressive length. He stood by the counter. “I want to take you like this…”

You were confused until Josh grabbed your hips from behind and placed you so were bent over the counter, leaving yourself exposed to him from behind.

“Look at this. All for me?” Josh chuckled as he ran his fingers up and down your slit from behind.

“Yes, Josh. Please… Fuck me now.” You pleaded. You were so ready for him.

“Whatever you say.” Josh replied before slamming into you and slapping your bum.

“Oh my god!” You moaned out, not believing how good it felt.

The amount of times you have dreamed Josh taking you like this, mixed with the intensity from the position and the feeling of him filling you up like this was all too much.

“You’re. So. Tight. Fuck.” Josh groaned in between thrusts.

Josh was gripping onto your hips as he moved in and out of you. You were gripping onto the sink as your hair fell in front of your face. Both of your moans echoed throughout the room and it was safe to say you weren’t bothering to be quiet.

As you looked you noticed the mirror that was front of you. As soon as you looked into it, at the imagine of Josh fucking you from behind, you held eye contact with Josh.

“Fuck.” You moaned, pleasure getting intense.

“Babe, i’m getting close.” Josh told you already.

It was embarrassing to admit but you were close too. You gripped on hard to the sink as your legs started to shake.

“Josh, i’m cumming!” You cried out as he carried on slamming in and out of you.

When your walls tightened around him, his fingers gripped onto your hips even harder, probably leaving marks.

“Shit.” Josh moaned out as he released into the condom.

Josh pulled out of you as you both tried to regain your breathing pace.

“Fucking hell. That was amazing.” Josh said and you agree.

 “Take a bath with me?” You asked him as he disposed of the condom.

With a kiss planted on your lips, Josh agreed.

Fools II Jaspar fanfiction

The tale of how Caspar Lee fell in love with Joe Sugg, told by Joshua Pieters.

Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me and obviously none of this is true. All events depicted here are purely fictional.

A/N: Yo this bitch got inspired and started yet another story… this doesn’t mean my other stories will be abandoned

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Oblivious To The Hints

Joe and Jack were beginning to wonder if their mates were really stupid. Or just actually that oblivious.

It was hard to tell.

But it was definitely one of those options, because none of the boys had yet to catch on to the fact that Joe and Jack were together.

It wasn’t like they were hiding it, although they also hadn’t come right out and said it.

When everyone had decided to get together to hang out for the night, just a casual hang out at Joe’s, nothing abnormal, the couple had talked it over and come to the conclusion that tonight would be the night they would let their mates figure out that they were now dating.

Sure, they could have just come right out and tell them, but that wasn’t how their group worked, and so Joe and Jack decided to leave obvious hints for the others.

Over the past couple of hours, they had been acting essentially like a couple,  just without calling each other little names or kissing. Jack hated that last part, because when Joe was acting all adorable and cute, touching and flirting with him, he really just wanted to kiss his boyfriend. But since they were trying to leave obvious hints for the boys, not flat out telling them, he had to restrain himself.

Yet even with the long hug at Jack’s arrival, the heated gazes the two had been sending each other, the lingering touches because neither could really resist touching each other for that long, and the intimate smiles sent towards one another, none of the boys had picked up on the fact that two of their group had shifted from friends to boyfriends.

Which lead to Joe and Jack wondering if their mates were stupid, or just incredibly oblivious.

Both were getting frustrated too, because they thought someone would have figured it out by now and outed them to the rest, and that would mean they could properly cuddle and kiss and be boyfriends. But no one had. So they had to keep up the little charade they had going.

Except Jack got a little too frustrated.

“We can’t,” Joe said softly as Jack tried to tug him closer, craving the older man’s lips.

“Just a quick kiss, please?”


“They probably won’t even notice,” Jack rolled his eyes, “They haven’t noticed anything else!”

“I’m fairly sure they’d notice you and I kissing,” Joe smirked, taking a reluctant step back from his boyfriend, “Don’t worry, they’ll be gone soon.”

“Not bloody soon enough.” Jack grumbled.

“You’ll survive a while longer.”

“No. I won’t.”

“You’ve survived this long,” Joe pointed over at him, glancing towards the living room as Jack took a step closer, “Jack…”

“I’m not waiting any longer,” The younger man said firmly, a smirk on his lips as his hands grasped Joe’s hips, pushing the other man against the wall, “I want to kiss my boyfriend. Now.”

Any words of protest Joe could give were silenced as Jack’s lips crashed down on to his, and Joe’s body acted on its own, his arms snaking around Jack’s neck, tugging the warm body closer as he felt a tongue run along his bottom lip, asking for entrance.

The couple don’t know if it was the small moan that came from Joe, or perhaps one of the boys had looked over to see what was taking the other two so long to come back, but suddenly one of their mates was letting out a noise of surprise, causing the two to break apart.

“I think they caught on now,” Jack muttered, his lips swollen and his breathing a little heavier.

“Caught on to what?” Joe asked in a daze, blinking slowly at Jack.

Chuckling, the younger man placed a quick kiss on Joe’s own swollen lips before stepping back, his hand slipping into Joe’s.

“When the hell did this happen?!” Josh gestured wildly to the two.

“A couple months ago,” Joe replied, his mind clearing a bit, although he really wished the others hadn’t interrupted when they did.

“And you didn’t think to tell us?” Caspar asked, crossing his arms.

“We’ve been trying to tell you all bloody night!” Jack burst out, “But you lot are so oblivious you didn’t notice!”

“You two haven’t been acting any differently!” Conor shot back, “How were we supposed to know you were telling us?”

“What do you mean we weren’t acting differently?” Joe’s brows drew together in confusion, “We were acting more like a couple than we ever have!”

“You two were acting the same as you always do,” Oli rolled his eyes, “You’ve both acted like that practically since you met!”

“We have?”

“YES!” The boys all shouted.

“At least they finally just got together,” Mikey laughed, “About time, really.”

“I know, took them forever.” Josh shook his head, “Now, who’s turn is it next?”

“I’m up!” Conor said as the boys turned back to their game, the couple’s discovery apparently already old news.

“Next time,” Joe looked at Jack, “We just tell people.”

“But making out with you is so much more fun…” Jack trailed off, walking Joe back towards the wall once more.

Welcome to London {Joe Sugg X Reader Imagine}

Warnings: smut. 

A/N: Hope you enjoy, my lovelies. xoxo - Grace


My parents weren’t too keen on me moving half way across the world to go to school in London, but here I was, bewildered at the new city and the opportunity to completely change my life. Growing up in a small town in Kansas has its upsides, but it wasn’t the place I wanted to make my life. London had been my dream city for as long as I could remember, and I was finally here.

I couldn’t contain my giddiness as I unlock my apartment door. Most of my larger belongings, such as my couch and bed, had already been shipped out and were waiting to be put in their proper places, but the rest of my belongings wouldn’t make it for a few more days. Luckily, I had a small suitcase packed that I could live out of for awhile. I walk across the apartment to look out the balcony door. The view was absolutely breathtaking; all the beautiful city lights could be seen as it was around 9 PM. I was completely awake, considering it would be around mid-afternoon back home. After texting my mother, I heard my stomach growl, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten a full meal in about 12 hours. Deciding to stick with something familiar, I search for the nearest McDonald’s.

After filling my belly, I decide to make a must-needed stop at a Tesco to pick up some groceries. I grab a trolley and begin filling it with the necessities: bread, eggs, etc. By the time I get back to the apartment, it’s nearly 11 PM. I take this time to explore the apartment since I hadn’t gotten the chance to yet. I make my way down the hallway and peek into each room. What would be my new office was empty except for the desk that had been shipped out earlier. Across the hall is my bedroom. I’m delighted to find my queen size bed already set up, with the bag of sheets and blankets sitting next to it. Diving onto the bed, I couldn’t contain my giggles and excitement. After making my bed, I pull out my laptop to watch a few movies and hopefully lull myself to sleep so I could adjust to the time change. After watching three movies, I fall asleep to the ending soundtrack of The Breakfast Club and my excited thoughts of what was to come.

When I wake up, the sun is already shining through my window. I look at my phone to see that it’s 11 AM and I have a missed call from my mother. I text her back, letting her know I’m safe and loving London so far. At about noon, I force myself out of bed, determined to get rid of this jet lag. After fixing myself a peanut butter sandwich, I step out on the balcony to enjoy the crisp autumn air. Less than an hour later, I was pulled out of my daydreams by the sound of a nearby voice. Looking to my left, I see a boy standing on the neighboring balcony. He hadn’t seen me yet, but he continued to talk, even though he was the only one out there.

“Look at this view, isn’t it beautiful?” I heard him ask. I assume maybe he had noticed I was sitting on the other balcony and was asking me, so I answered, “Yes, it’s absolutely breathtaking.”

He seemed utterly shocked to have received an answer. I giggled as he searches around him for the unknown voice. When he spots me, I wave towards him sheepishly.

“Hi there,” I say awkwardly.

“Oh hello, you nearly gave me a heart attack… I wasn’t expecting anyone to be out here,” he replies, his face turning a little red.

“Then who were you talking to?” I ask suspiciously.

“Oh, I was starting my vlog; I’m a YouTuber,” he answers, holding up his little black camera.

“Oh, that’s cool,” you reply, not really knowing what else to say.

“Yeah… I’m Joe by the way, Joe Sugg.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Joe. I’m Y/F/N.”

Joe and I continue to talk a bit more. Apparently the apartment he was in actually belongs to his friend, Caspar. I tell him that I’m just moving into my apartment, and he offers to help me move my things once they arrive. I thank him, grateful that he had offered because I was starting to wonder how I would do it on my own. While we were in the middle of our conversation, another boy steps out onto his balcony.

“Ah, Caspar, this is your new neighbor, Y/N,” Joe says to him.

“Hi,” I wave once again.  

“Hello, Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. I hope you’re okay with constant loud parties next door,” he says with a dorky smile.

“Really?” I ask, my smile dropping.

“No I’m just kidding, but if we ever do have a party here, you’re welcome to join,” he replies with a wink.

I laugh at his straightforwardness and reply, “We’ll see…”

“I like her; she doesn’t completely reject my flirting,” Caspar says.

“Don’t get your hopes up, mate; she said maybe, not yes.” Joe chuckles.

“Well boys, it’s been a pleasure meeting you, but I think I’m going to go explore the city, so I’ll see you around,” I say.

“Wait! Before you go, let me give you my number in case you need anything,” Joe says.

I type his contact into my phone and say goodbye once again. Who would’ve thought I’d make my first London friends without even leaving my apartment?

Joe’s POV

“Caspar, you lucky bloke! I wish I could have a neighbor that gorgeous,” I say once we return inside.

Caspar merely chuckles and starts chanting “someone’s got a crush.”

“I do not! Shut up, she might hear you,” I whisper yell at him as I hit his arm.

He just continues to chuckle at me in my flustered state. To be honest, I maybe did have a little crush on Y/N, but I mean, she’s absolutely beautiful. Hopefully I’ll be able to get to know her a bit better…

Later that evening, I was still around Caspar’s flat with a few of the other boys when I got an unfamiliar call. Assuming it was a prank call, I answered it in one of my goofy voices.

“What do you want?” I say in my Peter Griffin voice.

“Oh, I think I have the wrong number… I was looking for a Joe Sugg” a girl replies, sounding a bit flustered.

“Oh, is this Y/N? Sorry, I thought it was a prank call so I answered in my Peter Griffin voice,” I answered sincerely.

“Ah, it was a great impression.”

“Thank you. So, what did you need?”

“Oh right, so, I was out walking around the city, and, well you see, I think I might of gotten a little lost?”

“Oh my god, are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine, I just don’t know where I am or how to get back to my flat.”

“Hey, don’t worry, I’ll try and find you. Look around, is there anything that might give you a clue as to where you’re at?”

“Um… there’s a place called ‘Nando’s’ across the street—“

“–oh, I know where that’s at. I’m on my way now.”

“Thank you so much, Joe.”

“It’s not a problem, Y/N. I’ll see you soon.”


About ten minutes after I called Joe, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around, engulfing Joe in a hug, so happy to see him.

“Oh my gosh! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I was beginning to think I would be lost forever,” I say as I cling to Joe.

“Like I said, it’s not a problem, Y/N,” he says as he pulls out of the hug, although I wish he hadn’t.

“How about this; since you came to my rescue, let me buy you dinner tonight?” I ask.

“But what kind of a gentleman would I be if I let the lady pay for dinner?”

“Well then, how else am I supposed to repay you for helping me?”

“I’m sure you’ll find some way.”

“Fine… you win this one, but I will find a way to make it up to you.”

“Don’t worry about it, love. Shall we go in and eat?”

“We shall.”

After stuffing our bellies with Nando’s, Joe and I venture back out into the chilly evening air. Joe must have noticed me shiver because he offers me his jacket, which I gladly accept. As we walk down the sidewalks of London, we get to know each other better, and before I know it, we’ve arrived at my apartment building.

“Would you like to come over to Caspar’s flat for a bit to meet the rest of the boys?” he asks as we take the lift to my floor.

“I’d love to, considering I have nothing to do at my own place,” I reply.

“Great, but I have to warn you, the boys can be a bit overwhelming…” he trails off as he opens Caspar’s door.

The second we walked in, Caspar greets us. “Joe! New neighbor girl!”

“Hi Caspar,” I giggle.

“Guys, this is Y/N, Caspar’s new neighbor. Y/N, this is Oli, Jack, Conor, Mikey, and Josh,” Joe introduces me to everyone.

We all exchanged greetings as Joe leads me over to the couch to sit down next to him.

“So how did you meet these two wankers?” I think it was Jack who asked.

“Well, I was just sitting out on my balcony earlier today, enjoying the view, when Joe came out on his balcony and started talking to himself,” I giggle. The boys erupt in laughter at that as Joe’s face reddens.

“That’s not quite how I remember it happening, but whatever,” Joe replies.

It was now around 9:30 PM and Caspar brings out a few drinks.

“You’re legal, right, Y/N?” Josh asks.

“Yes I’m legal, I’m 24,” I reply, “25 in December.”

“What do you say we hit the clubs soon?” Conor asks.

“You up for it, Y/N?” Joe asks.

“Hell yes, but I need to go change first,” I answer.

“Well then go get ready, so we can partayyy!” Caspar yells.

I giggle and head over to my apartment hoping I have an outfit for the club in my suitcase. Luckily, I packed my little black dress in case of emergencies.

About thirty minutes later, I hear a knock on my door as I’m doing my finishing touches.

“Hurry up, Y/N!” I hear the boys shout.

“I’m almost done, just be patient,” I shout back.

When I open the door, I look up to see all the boys staring at me with their mouths open.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” I say with a smirk.

Right after I say this I hear a camera click. I look over to Conor who has an innocent look on his face.

“You said to take a picture…” he replied.

We all busted up laughing and headed to the club. I stood in between Joe and Caspar, enjoying their company as we walked. We arrive at the club a few moments later, and Joe offered to go get me a drink.

“Stop buying my stuff, it’s not fair, I want to be nice, too,” I say to him with a pouty face.

“Sorry, love, I’m just a nice person I guess.”

“Well, nice guy, come dance with me,” I say, pulling him to the dance floor. He laughs as I pulled him through the chaotic crowd.

We dance the night away and by the time we got back to Caspar’s, it’s around 1 AM and we were all quite drunk. We mutually decided that everyone would stay there so we wouldn’t have to go through the hassle of calling an uber at this ungodly hour. We figure out the sleeping arrangements among Caspar’s flat and my flat. Caspar would share his bed with Josh; Jack and Conor would share Caspar’s guest bed; Oli would take Caspar’s couch; Mikey would take my couch; and Joe could crash with me. Joe protested at first, saying he would sleep on the floor, but I assured him it was fine. I honestly would rather have a cuddle buddy than sleep alone.  

By the time we got everyone situated, it was nearly 2 AM. I stumbled into my room with Joe in tow. Reaching into my suitcase, I pulled out an old t-shirt to sleep in.

“Close your eyes, I’m just going to change in here really quick,” I tell Joe. When I don’t hear a response, I turn around to see Joe already in the bed with his eyes closed. I quickly stripped out of my dress to put the t-shirt on, when I heard Joe’s voice.

“Mm, I like what I see,” I hear him say.

I turn around after I pulled the shirt over my head to see him staring at me.

“Hey! I told you to close your eyes,” I whisper yell at him.

He just chuckles at me and says “sorry, I just couldn’t resist.”

“It’s not very nice,”

“Hey, come here. I’m sorry, I won’t do it ever again.”

I chuckle at our drunken states as he pulls me down onto the bed in his arms.

“You’re funny, you know that?” I giggle.

“You’re cute, you know that?” he replies.

“You’re adorable.”

“You’re gorgeous.”

“Okay, but seriously, thank you, Joe. I had so much fun tonight,” I say as I kiss his cheek.

“The pleasure is mine, love,” he says as he leans in. Our lips meet and I can’t help but smile.

“Goodnight, Joe.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

I wake up the next morning in a blissful state, cuddled up to Joe’s side. Hangovers don’t typically affect me like they do others, so I don’t really dread waking up the day after a fun night. I struggle as I climb out of Joe’s arms to get to my bathroom. Once I’m done in there, I walk out  to the living room to see Mikey passed out. I tiptoe out the door and into Caspar’s apartment to see Oli sitting on the couch on his phone.

“Hey, Oli,” I smile.

“Hey Y/N, how are you doing?”

“Good, just figured the boys would want some breakfast when they wake up so I thought I’d come over here and start cooking.”

“Oh Y/N, you’re so kind, you don’t have to go to the trouble.”

“It’s fine, honestly, I love cooking.”

“At least let me help you.”

By the time we’re done cooking, we have enough cheesy eggs, bacon, and pancakes to feed an army. Caspar, Josh, Conor, and Mikey eventually followed the smell of food into the kitchen, but Jack and Joe were still passed out.

“Can’t we just eat without them?” Conor asks.

“Nope, but we can have some fun waking them up,” I reply, “you guys go wake Jack, I’ve got Joe, okay?”

We split up and I walk back into my apartment to wake Joe. I walk in my room and see Joe sprawled out on my bed, still passed out. I quickly take a picture of him, because he looks adorable cuddled up in the blankets. After saying his name a few times, I realize I’m going to have to step it up a notch if I want to wake him up. I step up on the bed and start jumping up and down around him, shouting his name. It definitely wakes him up but he catches me off guard by hooking my foot and pulling me down into his arms.

“It’s too early,” he whines.

“Aw, is the poor baby sleepy?” I ask.

“Yes, now let me sleep.”

“Fine then, I’ll just let the boys eat your food.”

“What food?” he asks, seeming interested.

“I made breakfast.”

“Fine, I’ll get up, but only because there’s food.”

I smile and pull his arm until we reach Caspar’s flat.

We eat breakfast and hang out at Caspar’s for a few more hours until I get a text from my moving company that the truck with my things will arrive that evening.

“Oh my gosh, yay! My stuff is going to be here tonight!” I yell.

“That’s great! I’ll be here to help,” Joe says.

“I’ll help, too,” Caspar adds.                

By the time the moving truck gets here, it’s 5 PM. We unload everything and pile it into the lift. By 7 PM, we have everything upstairs, and now I just had to organize and put things away which I kindly tell the boys I can handle. Caspar leaves, but Joe insists on staying, telling me he can order us a pizza and find things to help me with. At 9 PM, we’re nearly finished when Joe asks to stay the night again.

“It’s getting late and I’m already here; do you mind if I stay crash here again?”

“It’s perfectly fine, Joe. I think I’m done with unpacking for the night though. Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Sounds great, love.”

We get comfortable in my bed with the computer settled in between us. We can’t decide on a movie to watch, so instead we just binge watch a couple of episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. The whole time, Joe and I would subconsciously scoot closer together. It got to the point where I was sat in-between his legs with his arms wrapped tightly around me. After the third episode ends, I look back at Joe.

“Do you want to do something else? I’m kinda bored of watching TV, but I’m not very tired.”

“Yeah, me too. What do you have in mind?”

“We could play a game,” you suggest.

“Sure, how about truth or dare?”

“Ooh, I love that game”

“Okay, truth or dare?” he asks.

“I didn’t say you could go first… but truth.”

“Hm, what was your first thought when you met me?”

“Well at first, I thought you were some psycho dude who talks to himself, but after I got to know you, I realized how sweet and adorable you are.”

“Aw, you think I’m adorable,” he replies with a little smirk.

“Yeah, yeah, truth or dare, Sugg?”


“I dare you to go out on the balcony and scream ‘Jaspar is real.’”

“Oh blimey, I shouldn’t have ever told you about that ship,” he whines.

“Hey, a dare is a dare.”

“Fine,” he grumbles as we get up and he follows me out to the balcony.

“Hurry up, it’s cold out here.”

He glares at me, and then as fast as he can, he screams the phrase so it comes out as gibberish.

“Hey that’s not fair!”

“Oh and why is that? I did the dare,” he replies smugly.

I glare at him and chase him inside when he tries to run. When I follow him around the corner, her surprises me by turning around and picking me up to spin me around.

“Put me down!” I yell.

“Make me,” he replies with a smirk as he carries me back to my  room.

“Truth or dare, love?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Dare.”

He throws me on the bed and starts to crawl up towards my face.

“I dare you to kiss me,” he says simply.

I grab his face and fill the empty space between us. He pulls my head closer to deepen the kiss. Before it gets too heated, he pulls away, and says, “Your turn.”

“Truth or dare?” I say, nearly out of breath.

“Dare,” he growls lowly.

I look into his eyes, barely above a whisper, “Fuck me.”

Not even a second passes before his lips are attacking mine again. He pulls away momentarily to remove his shirt. I marvel at the newly exposed skin as he slips his hands under my shirt to remove mine as well. His hands reach for my breasts as he reattaches our lips. I let out a small moan as he begins to kiss down my jaw, down to the valley between my breasts,  lower and lower until he was kneeling between my legs.  He slowly runs his hands up and down my legs and peels back my leggings and underwear.

“My god, you’re perfect,” he says as he kisses around my hips and thighs.

“Please, Joe… do something,” I plead.

“What do you want me to do, love?” he asks as he leans down and blows across my sensitive skin.

I shiver at the sudden rush of cool air on my soaked core. “Anything, please, Joe; I need you.”

With that, he immediately attaches his lips to my clit and begins to suck. I gasp at the sensation and reach down for his hair to pull him closer. He moans on me and I feel the vibrations throughout my body. I’m so close to my high but before I can reach it, Joe pulls away.

“Hey!” I shout as he crawls off the bed to remove the rest of his clothing.

“Shh, baby… as much as I’d love for you to cum on my mouth, right now I just want you to cum with me inside you.”

He crawls back up my body, showering me in sloppy kisses along the way. I let out a moan when he reaches a certain spot on my neck. He notices and sucks a deep purple mark there.  I whimper at the loss of contact when he stands up on his knees to put on the condom. When I see his member, I gulp. He wasn’t necessarily thick, but he was long.

“You ready, love?” he asks as he situates my hips on the bed.

“God, yes!”

He slowly slides into me to let me adjust to his length. Once I’m comfortable, he just barely pulls out of me and slams back in with full force. I let out a shriek as I clench around him.

“Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good… so tight.”

He pounds into me repeatedly and the pain soon turns to pleasure.

“Oh fuck, Joe,” I moan.  

He surprises me when he flips us over, so I’m now straddling him.

“Ride me, baby,” he says with a smirk.

I mimic his smirk as I roll my hips on him at a slow, torturing pace.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me, Y/N,” he says as he plants his feet flat on the mattress.

My gasp turns into a loud moan as he thrusts up into me, gripping my ass to hold me in place. His thrusts continue and he hits that certain spot inside of me and I let out a shriek.

“Fuck, Joe, I’m gonna come!” I yelp. He pushes me over the edge when he reaches down with his thumb to rub tight circles on my clit. We both moan out as we climax together. I collapse onto his chest trying to catch my breath.

“God, Y/N, that was amazing,” he says as he pulls me off his hips to lie beside him.

“Mhm,” I mumble tiredly as I cuddle into his side, still shaking a bit from the aftershocks of my climax.

“Are you okay?” he asks concerned.

“Yes, god yes! That was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had,” I answer.  

 After we calmed down a bit, we cleaned ourselves up and lied down under the covers. Joe pulled me close and began tracing circles on my back.

“Y/N, I really like you and I kinda wanna see where this could go… what do you think?” he asks nervously.

“I like you too, Joe, and I’d love to see where this goes,” I reply. He smiles down at me and pecks my lips one last time.  

“Goodnight, love,” he says, barely above a whisper.

“Goodnight, Joe.”

anonymous asked:

yknow that one interview w/ dan and caspar and theres a question abt dating someone and caspar used she/her pronouns but dan used he/him

interesting how dan always uses gender neutral pronouns

Versace On The Floor

Summary : Joe is in a mission to get your Versace dress on the floor, it just so happens he managed to complete his mission.

A/N : Hello! Thanks for taking your time to read this, I worked hard on this and I really hope you guys like it.

The music filled the room with the chatter of all the guests. Walking, I head over to my husband Joe Sugg who hosted this get together party with Gleam. The party was mostly a reunion, mostly everyone in the Gleam management was pretty busy and that meant that no one has seen one another in a while. Joe hosted the party in Brighton, only because it was a sea side town and it was where we both met. The party was held in a beach house near the pier and it was the perfect day to host a party since the sun was shining. Scorching heat that you wouldn’t be really able to get usually in Brighton.

Everyone was to stay at a nearby hotel after the party since there would be a breakfast buffet the morning after. The party was summer themed, as it was summer months. Joe and I drove here with Caspar, Josh, Jim and Tanya with our land rover. All the youtubers were vlogging, no one would want to miss the opportunity to film a special moment in their lives. Here I am now, seated with a glass of champagne beside Joe.

“Care to dance my love?” Joe stands up from his seat, a hand coming up to his head to swipe back the growing barnet that I loved so much. I clutch his hand, letting him lead me to the dance floor where mostly everyone was dancing to this year’s new song hits. (It was mostly everyone since some were seated down, having a chat.)

Zoe suddenly notices my appearance and focuses her camera on me. “It’s my sister in law! Look how beautiful you are!” She gushes with amazement, her blue eyes that were a copy of Joe’s glimmering under the colored lights. The Suggs were definitely my favorite sibling pair. Zoe and Joe have so much similarities that every time I go meet with Zoe, she was just another spitting image of the man I fell in love with.

“Thank you! You are looking gorgeous!” With my arm, I curl it around her shoulders, pulling her closer to me. Totally ignoring Joe who pulled me to the dance floor. It was then Joe pulls me away from Zoe, saying “Stop stealing my wife!” In a playful manner.

I feel his breath against the skin of my neck, subtle goosebumps rising up both of my arms. His muscled arms, looping around my waist, softly swaying both of us to the rhythm of the music. “My wife is looking so damn hot.” Joe whispers against the shell of my ear, a shiver crawling up my spin and a gently rose blush creeping to my cheeks.

Grinning, I turn my head slightly, enough to see his eyes looking into mine with pure love. “Same goes for my husband.” He rubs his nose against mine subtly, pressing his forehead to mine in the process.

Joe had a couple of drinks but not to the point where he was considered drunk. Luckily, this time he was purely sober. “God woman, you’ve already gotten me slightly hard.” He breathes with a chuckle. A small giggle erupting from me, my face scrunching up with amusement. Joe was always horny bastard, after a few years of being single, he sure did miss getting laid. It seems that he’s been making up for the lost time.

“I didn’t even mean to turn you on, you wanker.” I informed, turning my head back straight as it was hurting a bit from it’s turned position. Joe nuzzles his nose against my cheek, humming and then pressing a kiss to my jawline. At this point I didn’t even care if someone was watching us, everyone was used to Joe and I being all lovely dopey and touchy. That’s why we can’t get a video finished it time, we end up making out that we have to cut it out during the edit. Joe even asked me to create a folder of my laptop desktop full of our cut out make out sessions.

“Yes, I wank to you all the time.” I slap his arm playfully, not expecting what he had replied to my statement. I inhale, breathing in his minty aftershave. His aftershave was one of my favorite scent to smell on him, when he shaves, I’m always watching him. He doesn’t take long to shave as he doesn’t grow that much of a stache. This morning he shaved, meaning I was sat on the counter top watching him shave off his stache in front of the hotel bathroom mirror.

“Please can we go back to the hotel? I need that versace on the floor.” He lowly growls into my ear, although he was also begging with need. With small weakening kisses to my neck, I tilt my head back giving him more of my neck to litter kisses on.

I bite my lip, “In a few baby, you’ve still got to wait for the party to finish.” Joe groans in response, a whine mixed to the tone. He withdraws from me, lightly slouching and a pout. A grin on my face forms as I watch Joe walk away with a pout from the rejection. My hand gently clutches my other one behind my back as I start to step towards Joe who now has sit down back on our table, arms crossed. “Babe, I promise. You will get me later, just wait for the party – that you hosted – to finish.”

His shoulders tensing as I slide my hands from his shoulders towards his chest, my upper body leaning down to his level. “Fine.” Joe grumbles, making me giggle at his frustration. I then go over to my chair across from him, his eyes immediately going to me, scanning my attire before a mischievous smirk appears on his sinful lips. “Underwear.” Joe speaks, leaving me a tad confused.

Joe leans forward, hands lay flat on the white silk covered table as he speaks lowly but audible for me to hear. “Take ‘em off.”

My eyes stare intently onto his blue ones that are no doubt clouding with lust. I look at him in confirmation before he gives me a nod, confirming what he told me. Biting my lips, my head sways from side to side, looking if anyone was paying attention to us. They were all preoccupied. I gulp, sliding my hands underneath the Versace dress I was wearing. Luckily the silk white sheet over the table was covering my movements.

I gripped my hem of my underwear, lifting my bum slightly off the chair so I could slip them out. Looking back over to Joe, I see a toothless smile over his lips as he watches me intently. I bite my lip, grinning as I reach under to grab the knicker that I have successfully taken off. Wordlessly, Joe ducks under the table, a surprised gasp escaping my lips as I see him grab my discarded underwear and sneakily stuffs it in his pocket.

My bikini line was bare and free from the knicker. Soft breezes of the cold room hits my core making me squirm on my chair. This was the first time Joe has ever done anything like this. Cheeky prick he is. I watch him; seeing him grab his champagne glass in front of him before taking a sip as his eyes remained on me.

It was then until the clock stroke 10 pm, Joe was now called by our manager Dom. “I’ll be right back, hot shots.” Joe winks, causing a small blush to appear on my cheeks.

Joe starts his ending speech; basically thanking everyone for coming and reminding them that there will be a breakfast buffet tomorrow morning before everyone claps.

I have said my goodbyes to everyone before Joe and I take our car to the hotel. Josh and Caspar weren’t coming with us since they suggested that they take an uber instead. Tanya and Jim has resulted to joining Zoe and Alfie in their mini, leaving me and Joe to have our car to ourselves.

“Lovely party that was, yeah?” Joe says, inserting the keys into the ignition before pulling out of the driveway.

After a nod of my head, I stay silent. The car journey was silent, mainly it was BBC Radio 1 softly playing in the background as I focus my gaze onto the view outside. Zoe took me literally all of Brighton with our friend Mark Ferris since we three were having a friend’s road trip. We even had a mini little photo shoot in the beach. I remember Zoe getting pooped by a seagull that day, Mark and I laughed so hard.

The car stops in front of the hotel, my eyes drifting towards Zoe’s mini, seeing as they got here first before everyone did. Joe loops his arm around my waist as we walk towards the lift. Our floor was 27 at this hotel had 30 floors.

Walking, I press the button that contained the number 27 on it. Joe and I were joined by other civilians inside the lift. When the lift doors has closed, Joe suddenly kneels down, hands going to tie his shoelace when a woman in front of us looked at him. But I was wrong, what surprised me is that he placed his hand on the back of my leg, trailing it upwards until it went nearer and nearer to my area.

He slips a finger inside of me, causing me to let out a soft gasp. My hands gripping my sling bag tightly. Nails digging in the material that they had use to create such an exquisite black leather bag.

Joe’s fingers circle my nub, my wetness making it slip with ease. My eyes hastily look up the ceiling, silently praying that no one is seeing my husband’s hand inside my dress and expertly touching me with his skilled hand.

“So wet, darling.” He rasps at my ear at a hushed voice, thrusting two fingers upwards.

A tortured moan gets stuck in my throat as the doors open, a few civilians going out. Joe repeats his rhythm. Pumping his fingers, suddenly thrusting them hard. His fingers reaching deep inside of me to find that spot that would make me loose my mind.

Well news flash, it would make me go crazy. I would have started getting vocal if there weren’t anyone inside the lift besides me and Joe. Instead, I am in the position, letting my horny arse husband touch me behind about 10 people in front of us.

Suddenly, the doors clicked again and I see the giant number 27 plastered making me feel relived. Joe pulls his fingers out, slipping them into his mouth casually as the civilians in front of us give us way to get out and once we do, I glare at Joe.

“You total arse.” I nudged him with my elbow, causing a genuine chuckle to escape his lips as we neared our hotel door. “That was in front of people, you dick.”

Joe slots in the key, pinning me instantly against the door once he has opened it - so we could enter - and closed it back when we were inside. Lips plump and swollen from the intense make-out session we were having, hands roaming each other’s desperately.

With skilled hands, his rushes to unzip my dress and let it fall in a pool beneath me on the floor. “Versace is on the floor.” Joe smiles at the black dress, unbuttoning his button down shirt before practically ripping off the clothing. He grabs my waist, pulling me to his lap once we’ve situated on the queen sized bed of the room. Tongue dancing with mine, hands splayed across the flesh of my bottom. Panting, I unbuckle his belt, slipping the leather item out of his jean belt hoops before carelessly throwing it to the floor.

I pause, taking this time to study Joe’s face. My index finger, tracing along his defined jaw line. “Admiring my face?” Joe raises a brow, thumbs rubbing smooth circles on my hips. I nodded, pushing his fringe back before I kiss him again. My hands entwined together behind his neck as I subtly roll my hips, mouth pulling away from his to release a gasp from the friction on my c.lit against his black skinny jeans. “Y'like rubbing on m'thigh little one?” He rasps, lips pressing against the juncture of my shoulder and neck, sucking a fresh hickey on the spot.

Nodding, I do it again. Rubbing my throbbing c.lit on his jeans that were no doubt stained with my arousal. Hot and bothered, I increase the pace of my hips, bringing myself closer to my high. That tight coil in my stomach, waiting for release. “Gonna cum, love?” Joe’s hands unclip the hooks of my bra, sliding the straps down my shoulder as I let my arms fall from his neck so he can get rid of my bra.

“Yes…” I sighed, lost in pleasure and the rush of adrenaline through my veins. But like always, Joe would always find a way to tease. In the blink of an eye, my back hits the mattress. Joe hurriedly getting his jeans off but leaving his boxers on. “C'mon.” I groaned, pushing my hips upwards so he was aware that I needed him.

He chuckles, pushing my hips back down against the mattress. “Gonna make your legs tremble and shake… make ‘em wobble tomorrow and everyone’s gonna see how hard I fucked ya.” Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he pins them above my head as his lips kiss down my chest.

“Joe…” I moan, prolonging the syllable of his name. Back arching as he takes my nipple in his mouth, teasing the hard nub with his tongue.

“So pretty for me, right sweets?” Joe breathed, taking my other nipple in his mouth, treating it the same way as the other. Whimpering, I arch my back giving him all of me. “Talk t'me, love.”

“What do you want me to say?” Eyes closed as Joe continues his assault with my breasts.

With my response, Joe chuckles pulling away my chest to drop a kiss to my lips before he brings my arms down - but still gripping on my wrist - pinning them to my hips this time. Automatically, I spread my legs, bringing my knees up.

He blows a puff of air onto my core, a buck of my hips is my response as my hands clench into fists. “Please… please…” I sighed, raising my head from the pillow to look at the man between my legs. “Just fuck me already.” I was needy, so needy that I didn’t want any more foreplay. But foreplay was apart of our sex, especially.

“Just a taste love, and then maybe you could take care of me before we fuck?” It sounded like a question, but it wasn’t. Either way, I couldn’t deny him. He’s been pleasing me more than I’ve been pleasing him. If he wanted me to take care of him, then I will.

Licking a length up my slit, I release a shaky gasp, eyes rolling back my head. His mouth latches on my bundle of nerves, his tongue swiping up and down, suckling afterwards. It’s when he pulls away with a dirty sound that I whine. Missing the contact on his tongue against my most private area. “Always delicious f'me,” He hazily says, as if he’s in a world that only includes me and him.

Connecting his mouth again to my mound, he’s savoring my taste no doubt. Mind filled with the thought of me cumming of his tongue. Joe’s licking and sucking with more desire. Eager to make me writhing beneath him. Suddenly my upper body lifts momentarily as if it’s pulled up when he gently nips.

Joe brings my hands towards his hair, pulling away from my c.lit. “Pull my hair, darling.” Grasping the soft strands, he goes back to my area, doing his work. I scratch his scalp softy as a praise.

“Joe…” I moaned, arching my back ever so slightly as I pull on his hair. It was then he starts thrusting his tongue against my pulsing hole that I gasp and hips buck into his face. “You’re so - so good - ah! Stop cutting me off!” I whined, causing Joe to chuckle. The vibrations of the sound against my mound making me go crazy and pull his hair a bit harder.

“Wanna cum, sweets?” He questions, barely running the tip of his finger against my entrance.

“Will you let me?” My toes curling from when he inserts his index finger knuckle deep and then pulling away; repeating his pattern.

I open my eyes to see Joe pursing his lips, as if in deep thought wether he’d let me cum or not. “I’ll let you cum… when I’m inside of you.” Joe concludes, an irritated sigh coming out of my mouth.

“Then just fuck me already.” Groaning, I begged.

Joe crawls up to meet my face, giving me a peck, he says “You still have to take care of me, love.”

Nodding, I sit up, rolling both of us over that I am now on top of him. I trace my fingertips over his abs, my finger subtly reaching towards the waist band of his Jack Wills boxers. “All those gym sessions has been changing a lot of you.” I remark as I dip a finger inside his boxers, that only reaches the thick waist band to pull it away from his hips, only to release it, letting it snap back against his skin.

“But not my dick, love.” Joe breathes, shutting his eyes clothes when I pressed my lips against his stomach. Rolling my eyes at his cockiness, I push my hand down against the growing bulge that lies underneath the fabric of his boxers. “Fuck…”

“Hashtag Joe has a big willy.” I grinned against his ear, pressing my kisses down his long neck. His neck was the perfect spot to leave love bites on, it always fascinated me how long his neck was. Giraffe boy, as he calls himself.

Chuckling breathlessly, he answers “Don’t remind me of Caspar’s brain freeze. My dick literally shrunk.”

Biting at the love bite I was making, I replied “Either way, you’ve got a big one.” Scratching my nails softly against his skin, I slide down his boxers down his legs. He kicks them off once and they were with the scattered mess of our clothes around our hotel room. Without hesitation, I wrap my hand around his length, a sharp intake of breath from Joe as a response.

“Y/N…” He softly moans, a grin covering my lips. Tapping my index finger against his tip, I moved down, kissing his torso on the way. His shaft, hard and big. “Hurry up, please.” Joe begs, pushing his hips towards my face.

Rolling my eyes playfully at how needy he is, I wrap my lips around his length. Scrapping my teeth against the skin of his c.ock, causing his to let out an agonizing groan. I suckle gently before pulling away. “You’re a good boy, right?”

Joe groans again, “Yes, I’m a good boy. I’m your good boy.”

Smirking, I pull his length with my hand - but not too harshly - kissing him roughly. “That’s great, baby boy. Now let me take good care of you.” Patting his cheek softly, I move back down, my lips engulfing his length again.

Licking against the underside of him, I sucked afterwards. His head falling back against the pillow, a “Holy fuck” escaping his lips. Taking more of him in my mouth, I bob my head up and down. Creating a motion where his c.ock slides in and out of my mouth.

My mouth pulls away from his c.ock with a sound. “Would you like to cum, baby boy?”

Joe shakes his head immediatly, “No. I want to come inside of you.”

Adjusting my position so my crotch was aligned with his, I slowly sink down. His length filling me up. “Oh for fuck’s sake.” Moaning, he grasps my hips, helping me move on top of him.

My hips raising that only his tip remains inside of me, before I drop back down his c.ock with ease because of all the slickness of my arousal. Rocking my hips, back and fourth continously, I feel my orgasm at the edge, ready to be released. Gasping shakily, I connect our lips together, his tongue dancing with mine as I continue to thrust my hips to him.

“That feels really good, m'love.” Joe snaps our hips together, causing another gasp to escape my lips.

“Oh! I’m so close…” I groaned, nails digging onto his shoulders. It was then he started thrusting upwards that I nearly collapse on top of him. Teeth gnashing together, I was so nearly lost at these blissful actions.

Foreheads stuck together, he whispers softly “I love you.”

“I love you.” Pressing his lips against mine in a chaste kiss, that was when I released. Strings of curses flying out of my mouth as I rode out my orgasm, Joe coming after me. I pull out of him, body collapsing on top of his.

Exhausted, my head falls to Joe’s chest, pants escaping my mouth as I regain my strength. “Amazing.” He remarks, grabbing the duvet and cover both of us with the sheet, sheilding out bodies from the cool breeze that flows inside our room.

“Not so dominant, afterall huh?” Joe plays with the strands of my hair, chest rumbling with a breathy laugh.

“You’ve got me wrapped in your finger ever since, love.” He kisses my forehead, a content sigh following afterwards. “Let’s get some sleep, yeah?”