i made this a while ago and i totally forgot to upload it

Alternative Lifestyle

Request: ok but I really love the YouTuber!AU where Reader is also a YouTuber could you maybe do a fic where Dan is highkey a huge fan of reader’s channel and maybe when they meet he’s super hype?

A/N: Behold, the request that started it all. Enjoy! (Word count: 2k)

“Hey guys! So in today’s video I’m going to talk about how I singlehandedly ruined another dinner with friends.” 

Dan sat back in his bed, wearing nothing but his PJ bottoms and catching up on the youtubers in his subscription feed. These were the moments where he forgot he was a celebrity, forgot that he was also a youtuber, and just felt like that same fanboy from all those years ago. His current favorite was your account. You didn’t upload much, but when you did, it was usually some story about how your awkwardness or lack of social skills messed things up so bad you had to apologize and leave the venue. You also vlogged when you travelled, which was quite often. He loved knowing all the places you’d been to, and felt a twinge in his chest when you mentioned being in a country or city that he himself had been to. You also did some sketches here and there, but saved those for when you were feeling truly creative. If Dan was being honest, he wasn’t so much a fan of those, he liked seeing you when you were authentic, talking about your real life. Not to mention you were attractive. Dan had subscribed as a thirst follow in the beginning, but once he started watching your videos he realized your personality was just as magnetic as your looks. Wary of the Phans, he never reached out to you on social media platforms, and since you lived in America, he didn’t really have a chance at meeting you, which made him upset. He’d totally date you, if he had the chance, though he thought you were probably too cool to date someone like him, and you were also probably scared of the Phans’ reaction to him dating anyone other than Phil. Still, the man could dream, right?


The plane touched down in Orlando, and Dan jolted out of sleep. He looked out the window and saw nothing but rain hitting the window and the blurry image of palm trees blowing in the wind. Over to his right he lowered the divider and saw that Phil was still passed out, unaffected by the landing. He shook his friend awake, and the two of them off-boarded the train and muddled through customs. The uber ride was smooth, and they only encountered fans when they finally reached the hotel. While Dan smiled and took a few pictures, he couldn’t help but wonder how people still managed to find out where he and Phil would be, especially since they hadn’t told anyone. He still loved all the love he received, and his smiles were genuine in those pictures.

That night the two of them decided not to go out and eat for fear of finding more Phans to entertain when they could barely keep their eyes open. Instead they retired to their own rooms early and ordered room service. Knowing if he went to sleep now he’d just wake up in the middle of the night, Dan opened up his computer and started going through some of his subscriptions, always coming back to one of your videos. The sound of your voice echoed throughout the suite while he went about getting ready for bed. The time was 11 PM, and he needed to actually wake up at a reasonable time tomorrow so he could head out to Playlist in the morning.

“Well, I guess that’s it for today’s adventure in Tokyo! I’ll see you guys tomorrow for the grueling flight to Osaka as our Japan trip continues! Bye guys!”

Dan fell asleep with your videos on autoplay, it almost felt like you were actually in the room with him. The next morning his computer was dead and his alarm was blasting. He plugged his laptop in, sent Phil a wake up text, quickly showered, and wondered which all-black attire he would be wearing today. He decided on something simple, he’d probably try to look a bit nicer for the meet and greet tomorrow. Today he was just panelling. Dan couldn’t help but wonder if you’d be there, if he’d get some time away to at least look for you. Chances are he wouldn’t, but it still gave him a spark of hope. It was like that feeling fans got when they tweeted at celebrities, a part of them knew it wouldn’t be seen, but there was always a chance they would. No matter, everything he did today would be monitored by his fans, and he didn’t need to stir up drama in his own community.

The panel went smoothly, lots of questions answered and fun banter with his best friend. He was currently in the VIP section, where many youtubers he recognized (and some he’d never seen before) were mingling. None of them were closer than acquaintances, so he stuck by Phil for most of the day, which sucked because Phil was social in crowds and Dan was a nightmare. In a moment where no one was bothering him and he wasn’t being noticed, he thought he heard someone mention your name and curiosity got the best of him. He slipped away but before he could start searching a couple fans came up to him asking for pictures and bustling with excitement. Luckily they were down to earth, but it still reminded him why he hated being at these kinds of events. He knew the attention would be drawn to him the longer he stood in the open, so he made it back to where Phil was and the two of them decided to head home for the night.

Checking your twitter, Dan didn’t see anything indicating that you were going to be there. Disappointing. He really wished he could’ve met you, but maybe it was for the best. He probably would’ve embarrassed himself in front of you anyway. Checking his subscriptions, he saw you had uploaded today. A simple QnA. Your cheerful intro perked his mood back up. Whether he met you or not, he would always love seeing your face. He knew that it would be another early day, and the jet lag paired with the panel had him beat. He only had enough energy to watch your most recent video, he was practically nodding off already.

“SnakePop says: ‘I love your videos, would you ever date a fan?’ Aww thanks! If I met a fan that was around my age and wasn’t totally obsessed with me and I thought they were cute, then yeah of course I’d date them!”

Dan perked up. His heart twisted at your words. Now he really wished he could have met you. You were willing to date a fan and he would gladly be the one you dated. He barely paid attention to the rest of the questions, just watching the way you spoke until he fell asleep thinking about the two of you together.

The following day Dan got himself dressed up nice, and so did Phil. The two of them were doing the meet and greet today, which meant hours of standing and tears and hugging and cheek-aching smiles. Dan grinned at his reflection while brushing his teeth, it was going to be great. He was buzzing with excitement, even though the day was dreary and drizzling. For the time being, thoughts of you had left his mind.  He couldn’t wait to see his wonderful and supportive fans.


The meet and greet was as tiring as it was rewarding for the both of them. Once it was over Dan and Phil retired to their rooms and took very long naps. Hours later, Dan was getting a message from Phil. He wanted to know if they were going to hit up any youtuber parties. Dan wanted to say no. Most of these parties were going to be full of smaller scale youtubers trying to get promos, and none of their actual friends were there regardless. Dan replied, seeing if he wanted to just catch dinner instead. Now that all their events had passed, many of the Phans were out of the city and they felt more comfortable about not being spotted while out.

The sushi place wasn’t as good as something they could find in Tokyo, or even in London, but it certainly hit the spot. The two men enjoyed their quiet evening, and luckily no one recognized them while they sat and ate dinner. Their flight back to London was early tomorrow so they opted not to have a couple drinks. They paid the check, sat around and talked for a little, decided to stay late anyway and ordered mochi, paid for that, then decided it was time to call it a night. They had a flight to catch tomorrow.

As they were getting their coats on, Dan heard it. A sizeable group had been sitting in the far corner of the restaurant. They were getting up to leave and Dan swore he caught it, your voice. He froze in place, confusing Phil and a few patrons. “You alright?” Phil asked. Dan didn’t respond, he was too busy searching the dimly lit place for your face. Finally he saw it. You were even more beautiful in real life. He wanted to punch himself in the face for sounding so cheesy. You wore simple clothes, but to Dan you could’ve been a model walking the runway in front of him. Whatever joke your friend made had you full on laughing with your head thrown back. Dan wanted to make you laugh like that. Did he want to talk to you? Badly. Was he going to? Probably not, he didn’t even know what to say. Phil put a hand on his shoulder, and Dan shrugged it off. Before he could talk himself out of it he was walking, coming toward you. He could see you holding a camera in your right hand. So you were vlogging this trip. Dan looked forward to watching the video later, remembering that he had actually been this close to you.

Christ, he felt like a fanboy.

After a few exhausting hours of Playlist Live, you wanted to do nothing but sleep until you caught the flight back home tomorrow, but your friends had insisted you come out with them. After a couple drinks you were glad they’d convinced you to come out. The food had been nice, and for once you’d just put the camera down and enjoyed your time. As you all got your things together, everyone in your group fell silent suddenly, looking toward the exit. You turned your head, wondering what they were all staring at.

It was Dan Howell, and he was coming right toward you.

Well, probably not actually coming toward you, but it at least seemed that way. You waited for him to turn left or right and head in another direction, but he was coming straight for you. He was in a sharp outfit, something clearly high fashion and probably worth more than the apartment you lived in. You were too shocked to be starstruck. Your friends all moved away as he stopped about a foot in front of you. “Uh, hello. Sorry to walk up to you like this but…you’re from youtube right?” You blinked. He was asking about you? His voice was small and shy, he could barely meet your eyes. He was just as adorable as he was online, you thought.

Fuck, he’d asked you a question, right?

“Yeah, I am.” Like a dork you lifted your camera and waved it a little. “You’re Danisnotonfire right?” His face lit up and he smiled. “Yeah I am. You know me?” You playfully rolled your eyes. “Well, it’d be weird if I didn’t. You’re kind of a celebrity in the community,” you said. Dan gave an awkward laugh and his face burned. He fought the urge to look down at his feet. “Sorry, I don’t like to assume. Not everyone knows me, ya know? Anyway, sorry to bother you I just…well I watch your videos and I’m a pretty big fan. I love your travel vlogs like especially when you go to places I’ve been before and-” He was rambling. He knew he was rambling yet he just kept going. When he was out of breath, he could see that you were giggling at him softly. Now his face was definitely red, he was embarrassing himself in front of his favorite youtuber. “Sorry Dan,” you covered your mouth and tried to hide your smile, “I’m not laughing at you I just-I find it so sweet that you’re a fan of me when I was practically in love with you when I was younger. It’s kinda surreal.” Great, he was coming off like a crazy fan and you were probably afraid of him now.

Looking around, you noticed your friends had mysteriously disappeared. Now that he was in front of you, you really remembered how handsome he was. He seemed to be embracing the curls and you liked it very much. “I’m sorry. I hope I haven’t ruined your night by acting all twitchy and odd.” Great. It was on to the self-deprecating jokes now. “No you could never. I had, like the biggest crush on you when I was younger. I never thought I’d meet you. And if I did, then I’d probably be so much worse.” Dan heard your words, but his mind was stuck on ‘crush’. Your friends were now giving you slightly impatient looks from the front door. “Well Dan,” you smiled big at him, “it was so awesome meeting you, but I think my friends are two minutes away from making me walk back to the hotel so…I guess I’ll be seeing you online?” Dan was stuck in place, watching you smile and feeling you brush past him to leave the restaurant.


You stopped and turned back around. “Do you think that…that maybe you’d want to do something sometime? Or like would you-” Dan took a deep breath. “Could I have your number? Or email, or whatever you use to keep in touch.” Your heart melted. He was stumbling over his words. The Dan Howell, famous youtuber extraordinaire, was actually nervous in front of you and asking for your number. “Sure, lemme see your phone.” You quickly put your information in, even snapped a selfie for the contact photo. Your hands brushed as you gave his phone back, and Dan swallowed. Maybe it was the couple of drinks or the fact that this was a once in a lifetime moment, but you stood on your tiptoes and kissed his cheek. He was still frozen when you and your friends left the restaurant.

Phil brought an arm around his friend’s shoulders, pulling him outside and calling a car to take them back. “And just who was that?” Dan ignored him, though. He kept looking at your number, reading the digits back. He couldn’t believe it, he had met you, his favorite youtuber, his online crush. And the best part was: You liked him too.

Strangers We’ve Become

Another Jonsa one shot I made a few weeks ago that I totally forgot to upload here. You can also read it in AO3

Jon stares despairingly down below the rocky shore where the sea crashes like angry giants. But the waves, despite the brutality, seem to allure him further and make himself want to fall to their caress where he knows each and every heavy swirl intends to only lead him back to the place he vows never to return to again.

Or so he tells himself—for the pull never leaves him no matter how much he wants to get away and not care. So much so that the idea of not knowing shreds him to billions of pieces like the scattered stars in the galaxy he once arranged himself. This irony, where he pretends not to obsessively and possessively finally sate his longing for her, also remains to be the sole reason why he keeps hiding behind the quiet landscapes he creates (and destroys all at the same time); the mountains he moved to pave way for the long, winding streams and rivers where she can be at play—re-energize, recover, and come back up to be one with the air; the hills that view vast plateaus she can fill with mists and fogs and low gliding clouds; nooks, crannies, and crevices on rocks and trees and boulders he shaped with his own hands to let the falling snow collect and gather and create a wonderfully white and enchanting forest she loves. All of it and everything, just for her to notice. Just for her to notice him.

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Not All Heroes Wear Capes.(Barry Allen/The Flash Imagine)

Request:  Could you do a Barry imagine were the reader and Barry just started dating and she’s a surgeon and Barry surprises her at work and since she works at a teaching hospital people can watch so he sits in the gallery and watches her perform a surgery and afterwards he’s in awe and falls inlove with a little bit more

I’m sorry that it took me a few days to upload but I hope you enjoy!

Also, I’m not quite sure about the proper terms for medical situations. So it’s not really focused on the surgery aspect. Mainly just the fact that Barry’s falling even more in love. 


When your old college friend, Caitlin Snow, and you got in touch, you didn’t know how much her life has changed. You two shared stories but you picked up on how some details she would trail off on, especially when it came to Barry Allen. That day, she had an emergency and the two of you went to S.T.A.R. Labs. To summarize, you found out about the Flash’s true identity and met the lovable Barry Allen. Then soon you and Barry Allen struck up an enchanting romance. 

You had an important surgery that was open for viewing today and you had to wake up super early. Your phone rang as you walked out the door. It was your boyfriend, Barry, who you had started dating a few weeks ago. 

“Morning, beautiful.” Barry cooed through the phone. “Off to work?” 

“Yeah, babe, I forgot to tell you but I have to rain check lunch today. I have that surgery that’s in the gallery.” You told him with an apologetic tone. “If you want, I’ll see you for dinner?” 

“You save the lives while I save the city.” Barry joked. “It’s totally fine with me, good luck.” 

“You too, Flash.” You giggled softly as the both of you hung up. Soon you arrived at the hospital and began to prepare for your job. 

At S.T.A.R. Labs, everything seemed calm enough. No robberies, no burning buildings, and no kittens stuck on trees. “I’m going go do something.” Barry announced as he picked up his coat and quickly walked towards the door. 

“Off to watch (Y/N) do her thing?” Caitlin asked. He smiled and nodded. “She’s spectacular at what she does, Barry. It’s truly breathtaking.” The two gave each other big smiles and then Barry sped off to watch the surgery. 

When he arrived, he didn’t realize how big the hospital actually was. He thought how did you not get lost every day? Although S.T.A.R. Labs was huge, the main elevator always led straight to the cortex. He then thought about how literally anyone can waltz right into the lab and made a self note to tell Cisco to improve the security. 

With much needed assistance, Barry was led to the surgery viewing room. Some civilians were there along with many med students. Barry sat the closest he could to the window. The surgery had already started and through the white surgical masks, Barry immediately knew which one was you. It was the way your body moved that gave you away. 

Barry watched you as you worked. All your exes have always found it weird or horrific that you were a surgeon. But not Barry. As you worked and finished the job, saving the patient’s life in the process, Barry couldn’t help but love you even more. 

In your whole relationship of a few weeks, you and Barry never said those three words before. You both wanted to take it slow. But when he watched you do your job, he was somehow reminded of himself. The way you saved a life, the way he would as the Flash. You understood him while he understood you. The early mornings and late evenings, the rain checks on dates, that joyous feeling you would get when you saved another’s life. You and Barry understood this, which made you two a perfect match. 

As you walked out of the break room, Barry surprised you with a quick peck on the lips. “You were amazing.” Barry smiled. “You saved that person’s life.” 

“Removing bullets is my specialty.” You shrugged as you pulled him into an embrace. “It was nice to save their life, ya know? I felt like a hero, of course not as great as a hero as you.” 

Not All Heroes Wear Capes.“ Barry smiled. “I mean, the Flash doesn’t but you know what I mean.” You both laughed. “Watching you work, it made me realize something.” You both held hands as you walked through the hospital corridors. 

“And what did you realize, Mr. Allen?” You asked him, cuddling into his side. 

“That I love you.” He said it so casually, but the truth was that on the inside he was freaking out. Had he said it too early? Would you say it back? 

You blushed as you looked into his green eyes, the both of you moving to the side of the hall way. “Aw, I love you too.” You told him with a big smile, which he returned. 

This feels like falling in love (4/?)

6 years ago, Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak struck up an unlikely friendship. This friendship has only strengthen with time, through good and bad moments, such as Oliver losing his mother and Felicity facing an unexpected pregnancy.

Now that Oliver’s antics has gotten him cut off and thrown out by his father, he seeks refuge with Felicity and her daughter, and realizes it is time for him to re-evaluate his life, find a job he loves and discover happiness was right in front of him this whole time

All my gratitude as usual to Sam @awriterincowboyboots for the wonderful beta, as well as coming up with Oliver’s blog name :)

Reviews are love :)

“Oh my God, that’s the best thing I ever had in my mouth.”

Oliver put down the spoon he had used to make Felicity taste a new pasta sauce of his making and he smirked.

“I don’t know if I should be flattered or feel very sorry for you.”

She blushed. “Probably both.”

Millie, who was in Felicity’s arms, pulled on Oliver’s sleeve.

“Me too!” she asked while opening her mouth wide.

Oliver laughed. “Sorry baby girl.” He took the spoon from the casserole, blew on it a few times and gave it to the toddler.


She nodded enthusiastically. “Yum Yum!”

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