A/N: Someone requested this to me and I forgot to save their message. I’m so sorry to that other person!
Scale rating: Much Fluffy
Summary: Dan and Y/N reveal their relationship to subscribers. It gets mixed feelings.
You really didn’t understand. You understood that there were lots of Phan shippers out there. You knew Dan and Phil didn’t care about it. You honestly didn’t care either. You knew nothing was going on between the two friends. That was mostly because you and Dan started dating ages ago. You both tried keeping it a secret because you worried about reactions. Every video you did together, every time you hung out, it remained a secret. You felt back lying to your subscribers when they’d done so much for you. Yet, you didn’t know whether they’d accept it or not. Phil said that you two shouldn’t hide your relationship. The dark-haired boy understood the hesitancy, yet thought it was stupid to keep it.
‘It’s like diving into a pool. You won’t know if it’s cold unless you jump in. That’s what my mum says anyways.’
That’s when you both made “Secrets w/ Y/N”. Dan disguised it as a ‘telling secrets’ video. He talked about how he’d broken a vase and blamed it on the family dog. You told people how you’d secretly stolen your teacher’s answer book so you could cheat on a test. The video was filled with embarrassing stories and funny reactions. Then, Dan ended the video with a bombshell. He said he’s secretly dating someone. You acted as if you didn’t know and asked who she was.
“Well, she’s this really amazing girl with (your hair color) and pretty (your eye color). She and I have a lot in common. We hang out a lot and do stuff together all the time. I feel so different when I’m around her. She makes me feel good about myself. I spend less time in the black void that is an existential crisis and more around her. I can tell her anything and she doesn’t judge me,” he said. “I’m pretty happy with her.”
Josephine: I have requests for information on your lineage from a few interested parties at the Winter Palace. Cullen: Andraste preserve me! Feel free to use those requests as kindling. Leliana: No, I shall take them. I want to know who pines for our commander. We can use this to our advantage. Cullen: I’m not bait! Leliana: Hush! Just look pretty.
- Dragon Age: Inquisition
Okay, I drew this over two weeks ago and then I completely forgot to post it, I’m so sorry. Also I wasn’t even dating Cullen at the time this conversation happened, but it was probably one of the things that swayed me towards him.
So I got a request ages ago to write about the instance where Seungri pulled TOP and Daesung from fireworks on stage. I wrote this little drabble FOREVER ago and somehow FORGOT to post it! Sorry it isn’t very long at all but here you go to the many people who requested this.
They were way too close to the end of the stage, that much Seungri knew. If they didn’t move, the both of them were going to catch a face full of fire. They had practiced this stage before, so they knew that the fireworks would go up during that part of the song. Seungri watched carefully, ready to step in if they didn’t move soon. As G-Dragon and Taeyang moved towards the back of the stage but the other two didn’t Seungri decided to move them himself.
“Hyung, stay back here,” Seungri pulled TOP towards the back of the stage.
TOP didn’t say anything but he looked at Seungri slightly confused and obeyed him. Seungri then rushed over to Daesung and did the same.
Then the fireworks went off and Seungri flinched. He knew how terribly painful it would have been for one of his hyungs if they would have been hit, He still remembers how much it hurt when he was struck by a firework and how it had burned.
Daesung smiled at him and gave him the thumbs up before returning his attention to the audience. Seungri tried to do the same but his hands shook the rest of the performance. He tried to be playful with his hyungs but his heart wasn’t in it. Even when the other members who try to play with him, he would smile half-heartedly at them and try to turn his attention to something else.
As he got ready to leave the concert his hands shook so hard it took many tries to get his damn pants buckled. He had assumed that the members had gone to their respective homes but was surprised when all of his hyungs came bursting in.
“Does your stomach hurt?” Daesung pressed on his stomach gently.
“You promised us that if you were having problems that you would tell us.” Taeyang scolded.
“What? No! Everything’s fine.” Seungri sniffed and looked away, “I was just worried about you guys that’s all.”
“Ri,” TOP sighed.
“You all need to be more careful on the stage!” Seungri exclaimed, “Trust me, fireworks hurt like a son of a bitch and you could be seriously burned!”
Seungri wiped his forehead and scowled at Daesung.
“And you furthermore! You need to rest your voice!” Seungri glared, “What happens if you permanently injure your voice and can never sing again! Do you not want to be able to sing or speak when you’re older?”
“Everyone needs to stop trying to strip me on stage!” Seungri continued, “Last time I almost lost my pants! Can you imagine how much trouble I’ll be in if that were to happen!”
Seungri let out a frustrated huff and made sure his lower lip didn’t jut out so it didn’t look like he was pouting. Then he heard very quiet laughter and looked at the members. Their expressions ranged from TOP biting his lips to keep from smiling to G-Dragon who was covering his mouth trying to quiet his snickering, all of them were clearly amused.
“This is not funny!” Seungri protested.
“No, no you’re right it isn’t funny.” G-Dragon agreed but was still laughing.
“You’re very mature Seungri.” TOP teased, “Such a grown up.”
“Of course I’m a grown up!” Seungri said indignantly, “I’m twenty five!”
Then they laughed louder and Taeyang hugged Seungri and gave him a good natured shake.
Description: Sam x reader fluff. The reader decides to test a theory but ends up hearing more than they should.
Warnings: Claustrophobia? Kinda?
Author’s Note: This was a request I got ages ago but I forgot about entirely! Sorry it’s short!
Today was the day you decided to test a theory.
In retrospect, it probably would have be better if you warned someone of your grand plan first, but how were you ever going to learn valuable hunting skills if people went easy on you? So that’s why you were cramped up in the boot of the impala with just your phone as a light source. You’d picked today of all days to test yourself because Sam was borrowing the impala, you trusted him anyway but it was also probably more than his life was worth to come back with a damaged car… and he wouldn’t turn up the music so loud that you’d have no eardrums left either, that was a good positive.
Your test was simple, you wanted to see if you really could count the lefts, rights and junctions as easily as Sam and Dean claimed they had in the past. Dean regularly enjoyed elaborating on hunting tales to you but when you and Sam were alone he usually would tell you later how it really was, but he hadn’t that time. So the next most logical route was to test it.
You’d kissed Sam goodbye and told him you were off to have a shower and that you’d see him when he got back, perfectly plausible, he didn’t suspect a thing whilst he finished his drink in the kitchen. You’d tiptoed through to the garage and tugged open the boot, hopped in and curled up into the space, which suddenly seemed a lot smaller than you remembered, before closing the lid silently behind you. The plan was set, you were ready to practice.
And the survey said? Yes, yes you could count the turns.
Once out of the bunker, you’d turned left, stopped at a junction after about 5 minutes of no turns and then went straight on for a few more minutes. Telling gradual curves was more difficult than you’d expected, you’d had a couple of what felt like gentle rights, but it was tricky to be sure of, by your knowledge of the area, he seemed to be heading for the town which was exactly where he should be going. From that point there was another left, a junction, left, straight on for 6 minutes, right, left, left, straight on, left - mega fucking bump - right, straight on for a few minutes then he slowed and turned left onto gravel before coming to a halt and killing the engine.
Gravel? He said he was going to the supermarket? That was tarmac, definitely not gravel… strange, Sam never lied to you. You shuffled as slowly as possible to lessen sound in the confined space, trying to find a small gap that you might be able to peer through. There wasn’t any luck so you pulled out your phone to check where you were, but you stopped still when you heard the drivers door open and light footsteps approaching, crunching on the stones.
“Sam Winchester?” a low female voice said.
“That’s me. Who the hell are you?” Sam replied bluntly, clearly in one of those moods that he didn’t want to be dealing with a stranger.
“Castiel asked me to give this to you,” the woman said, ignoring his previous question. You heard some rustling and guessed it must’ve been her passing over a package of some kind.
“And he couldn’t come himself?” Sam snapped before letting out a huff, “I’m sorry, I’m… You’re sure it’s in there though?”
“As far as I know.”
Sam let out a short laugh and more rustling sounded like he was opening the package, there was a muffled click, sounding as if a box was opened and you heard him suck in a breath.
“Is everything in order?” The woman asked after a brief pause.
“Yeah, yeah, I think we’re good.”
“It looks…” the woman trailed off and you heard feet shuffle very slightly on the stones.
“It’s perfect,” Sam said in a low voice. It went quiet for a moment and you heard the package get placed somewhere in the front seat of the car before Sam spoke again, “thank you for this, it’s important that I get this right first time.”
“I gathered as much,” the woman replied with a hint of a laugh, “I must go, but Castiel also told me to say to not worry, Y/N loves you and will definitely say yes.”
“Yeah, well, I really hope so… Thank you again.”
“It’s nothing, good luck on the proposal, Sam,” she replied. A telltale rustle of feathers indicated her departure leaving a nervous Sam in the front seat and a partially-in-shock, very wide eyed you in the boot.
It was suddenly going to be a much longer ride home.
*i need your cuddles and more* Luke Hemmings
A/n Believe it or not I have been meaning to post this ages ago but I forgot as I have been working in a few other projects and since it’s the holidays now we will post much more I promise.. Sorry for all the absence but we are back now and we will make it up to you guys and thank you so much to everyone who follows us and who enjoys our posts and all😎
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