Really Long YouTuber Imagines

So yeah, erm, I write FanFiction, and it seems that some crazy part of me decided that making this blog was actually a good idea... and then one of my best friends joined up to help me, so here we are. I write, she draws. We do in fact take requests, so blow up that ask box. Enjoy! ~Rey

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If possible could you write a long imagine for me*Bethany* could it be about me and Connor?:D thanks in advanced if you can xo

Really Long Connor Franta Imagine for Bethany(:

"Bethany come do a YouNow with me!" Connor called from the living room of his, JC’s, and Ricky’s apartment. I was staying with him for a few weeks before I went back to my dorm, since classes were about to start up again. I was standing in the bathroom, looking at my reflection. I guess I was decent, but there was no way I was as beautiful as some of the girls in the dorms around me. It seemed like everyone on that floor had the drop-dead-gorgeous gene except for me. They were nice, no doubt about it, I just couldn’t help but be a bit jealous of their good looks. "Bethany!" Connor called again. I walked out of the bathroom, and plopped down on the couch, next to Connor, who had already logged onto YouNow, and was talking to some fans, and tweeting about it from his iPhone. I smiled at him, and he poked my cheek.“What was that for?” I asked, poking his cheek back. At first it was really fun talking to his fans on YouNow, and I was only a little bit nervous. Then the viewer count started getting higher, and I got even more uncomfortable as people started asking who I was and if we were dating. Every time someone asked, Connor would just say the same thing. “Bethany’s been my best friend since, like, the 4th or 5th grade.” And that would be that, until of course someone new would start watching and ask. Until this one question, that was different than all the others.Connor, would you ever even consider dating Bethany??? Just wondering, you look cute together(:Connor read the question, and almost had to stop his sentence completely. His cheeks got red, but it was barely noticeable, unless you were sitting right next to him, which, coincidentally, I was. I don’t know, maybe I was imagining things? But it seemed real enough to me. I shook my head a little, I was probably just over thinking it, just like I over think everything.“I don’t know, she’s beautiful, but like I’ve been saying we’ve been best friends for a while, and I kinda don’t want to screw that up.” Connor said, like I wasn’t even there. That kind of stung, I’d had a crush on him since about freshman year, but nothing had ever happened. I mean, we’d both dated other people, but come on, he was a slice of perfection. Having a slice of perfection as a best friend isn’t all that good for self esteem and such, regardless of gender. And plus, every time I looked at him I got these stupid butterflies that seemed to have babies in my stomach when he smiled at me, so there were even more butterflies and I’d feel sick. And let me be the one to tell you straight up, its not fun having butterfly babies inside your stomach.A few more minutes went by, and then, another weird question, this one for me, from the same person.What about you, Bethany, would you date him?I shrugged, and said, “I have pretty much the same answer as Connor, I mean, he’s awesome, and come on,” I said, motioning to his face. “you’d have to be pretty stupid to pass up this, but we’re best friends, I don’t want to screw it up.” I said, lying straight through my teeth. Truth be told, I’m almost positive I just might be the worst liar in the world. I think Connor knew that too, but I’ve never been good at knowing those types of things.We continued talking to Connor’s fans for about another hour. Then he decided it was late and signed off YouNow.“Did you really mean that?” Connor asked me, after he shut his laptop. He wasn’t joking, I could tell that much from his face, let alone his voice.“Mean what?” I asked, having temporarily forgotten about the YouNow questions earlier. Almost.“You know, about being stupid to pass me up?” He asked, looking down a little.“Well, yeah…” I said, looking down too. I mean, I didn’t want to lose him as a friend just because I had a little crush on him.“I meant what I said too, but…”“But what?”“What if we did try it?” he asked, taking my hand. “Being a couple, I mean.” He said.I smiled. “I’d like that.” I said, moving my hair out of my face.“I’m not used to being nervous around you.” He said, blushing and looking down. It was true, I mean, we’d been best friends for a long time. We had never been nervous around each other, and if we were, we forgot about it almost instantly.“So, ice cream tomorrow?” He asked me, looking hopeful. I nodded, and he smiled.—-1 month later—-“Hey guys, its Connor here, and I have a special announcement! So, you might remember my best friend in the whole wide world, Bethany. So, we’ve been seeng each other for about a month now, and I’m proud to say that she’s my girlfriend now.” Connor said, across the room to his laptop. I walked over to him, yes I was back to visit, and sat on the couch next to him. He put his arm around my shoulders, and I saw hate comments flashing through, with some nice ones, but I didn’t care, because Connor was next to me, and not them. That sounded really shallow, but I don’t care, its how I felt.All of a sudden, Ricky walked into the room. As soon as he sees us, he turned around and yelled, “JC I WAS RIGHT, THEY ARE DATING!!!” And proceeded to skip happily into his room like he just won the lottery. I honest to goodness do not know what I would do without these boys.

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Really Long JC Caylen Imagine for Emily(:

It all started the day I turned 19. My older brother decided to take me to get a better skateboard, since the one I had was his crappy old hand-me-down one. I’d been looking at all of the different styles since he told me that he was buying me a new one for my birthday, and I wanted a penny board. It just seemed like it’d be the easiest to carry around, you know? I’d been looking at colors too, silly, I know, but if my brother was buying it for me, I wanted it to be perfect. In the end, I’d picked out a basic black board with bright pink wheels. But anyway, we were going to get it on my 19th birthday. We walked into the same skateboard shop where my brother bought his first board, and I began to look around for the board and the wheels I wanted. I found the board, but not the wheels. The ones on the board were really boring, just plain white. I kept looking, finding the very last package of pink wheels, in the very back of a display. The only thing between them and me was a whole bunch of other colored wheels. I didn’t want to have to move all of the other wheels out of the way, that would just take too long, and my OCD would kick in and I’d have to organize them by color, and I really didn’t want to have to do that. So, I weaved my hand through the packages, until my arm was all the way in the display, and the wheels were just out of my reach. “Do you need help?” A voice asked, startling me. I jumped, causing my arm to jerk out of the display, which in turn caused all of the wheels to fall on the floor. Almost immediately, I dropped to the floor and started to pick them up, snatching the pink ones before I forgot. The person who’d scared me got on his knees to help me. I didn’t look up, just tried to pick up the wheels before my brother came over here and made some comment about how big of a klutz I was. Finally, I set the last pack back on the shelf, and got a good look at the stranger who’d helped me. He had big brown eyes, that was the first thing I noticed, and really tanned skin. His dark hair was all up in a quiff, and he was wearing a snapback. His own board was tucked under his arm, which reminded me that my board was still behind me on the floor. I quickly turned and picked it up, holding it under my shoulder also, along with the wheels. “Sorry I scared you.” he said, laughing a little. I laughed too, I was a very easily scared, jumpy type of person. “Its okay, thanks for helping me pick up those wheels.” I said, smiling slightly. “It’s alright. I’m JC by the way.” The boy said, sticking out his hand. “Emily.” I said simply, shaking his hand. He smiled. He had a nice smile. It was a pretty smile, like one a male model would have, except not as fake or practiced. I mean, come on, you know those male models spend hours standing in front of the mirror practicing their camera ready smiles. Up until then, I’d never met someone who could smile like that so easily. “So, Emily, do you want to go skateboarding sometime soon?” JC asked, following me as I walked to the register, where my brother was waiting, with a raised eyebrow and an amused expression. “Yeah, I’d like that.” I said, pulling out my phone at the same time as he did. We traded numbers while my brother paid for my new board, along with some decals for his board. “Can’t wait.” He said, smiling, walking out of the shop like nothing had just happened. My brother turned around, my board in his hands, with the new wheels on it. He was smiling, and I found myself smiling too. It was perfect, exactly how I imagined it to be. I took it outside, hoping to catch JC, but I couldn’t see him anywhere, it was like he’d disappeared into thin air. I shrugged internally, setting down my new penny board. Carefully, I put one foot on it, and kicked off almost instantly, feeling the ground moving under me. Soon, I heard wheels behind me, and turned to see my brother on his board, slowly but surely catching up to me. I’d never felt this free, even on my brother’s old board. I guess maybe it was because this board was something I could call my own? Well, whatever the reason, it was all thanks to JC, the boy who’d helped me.

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Heyyy guys! I'm a new admin here..and I'm probably going to be helping Rey by illustrating her imagines sometimes! Btw, my name is Kaylee!:)

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Really Long Ricky Dillon Imagine for kaygirlkay.tumblr.com (:

"Kaylee, let’s go!" My best friend, Emma, said, storming into my room. She was all dressed up in her O2L shirt, a pair of light wash shorts, and some navy blue TOMS, looking gorgeous as always, and then there was me, still trying to figure out what to wear to the meet and greet we were going to. I mean, when you’re going to see your idols, all of your clothes immediately become potato sacks in your eyes.

"Why are we leaving so early?" I asked, rifling through my clothes for the bazillionth time. I swear my closet is a bottomless pit of nothing sometimes. 

Emma rolled her eyes at me. “So we can be the first ones there, silly! Now, go straighten your hair, I’ll pick out an outfit for you.” she said, pointing toward my bathroom. I obeyed, and heard her humming while the hangers in my closet clicked to the beat as she shuffled around my closet. About ten minutes later, I walked out of the bathroom, to be shoved back in by Emma, who handed me a pile of clothes. “These’ll do just perfect!” she said, closing the door. I got changed into what she’d given me; my Ricky Dillion shirt, a pair of dark wash shorts, and of course, my favorite pair of black converse. I did my makeup before Emma could stop me, and walked out of the bathroom. 

"How do I look?" I asked, turning in a circle. She laughed as I finished with a pose at the end. 

"Perfect." she said, linking arms with me. We skipped down the stairs, out my front door, and to her car. Once inside, we turned up the radio, and drove to the meet and greet. I couldn’t help but feel a little self conscious, I mean, what if this was one of those times where I thought I looked good, but really I looked like I got beaten with the ugly stick? I tried to shake it off, and sing along to the radio with Emma, but my nerves kept rising the closer we got to the meet and greet.

When we got there, we were delighted to find that we were the first people to arrive. We walked in to the meet and greet building, to find ourselves alone in a room with six chairs. I looked at Emma, to find her looking back at me. We both started happy-dancing, but when the door opened again and the boys walked in, we quickly composed ourselves. Emma walked up to the table first, being all self-confident like usual, while I took my dear sweet time getting there. I smiled at Kian, who was the first one on the end of the table that I walked up to. We made small talk, and then I moved on to Sam, who was naturally right next to Kian, and then to the rest of the boys, until finally, I got to Ricky at the other end of the table.

"Erm, hi…" I said, looking down and cursing my shyness. Ricky laughed a little. It wasn’t enough that the universe felt the need to embarrass me in front of my idols, but also my celebrity crush. Thanks a lot, universe. Remind me to send you a thank you card in the mail with a gift card to Walmart or something. Please note my sarcasm, as I do not believe the universe has a mailbox.

"Hi!" he said, energetic as usual. "What’s your name?"  

"K-Kayl-lee." I manage to stutter out through my nervousness. I mentally face-palmed myself. Nice one Kaylee, nice one. 

"Well KaKayLaLee," Ricky said all serious-like. "You have one of the coolest names I’ve ever heard. Do you have a phone?" I laughed a little, and gave him my phone number.

I smiled, but it faded as soon as the door swung open, and a whole bunch of fans swarmed the table. I was shoved away from Ricky and Emma, and decided to text Emma to meet me at the car, there was no way I was going to be able to handle myself in this crowd. I pull out my phone again, and notice I have two new messages. One from Emma, telling me exactly what I was about to tell her, and one was from an unknown number.

Hey KaKayLaLee! Its Ricky(:

I smiled, before adding his number to my contacts, and texting him back, telling him my name was actually Kaylee and not KaKayLaLee.

So you lied to me? Wow KaKayLaLee. I thought I could trust you(:

I smiled, and texted him back, maneuvering through the crowd toward the exit. I looked back toward the table before I left the building. Just for a moment, the sea of people parted, and I could see Ricky checking his phone, and smiling. I grinned to myself on the way back to the car.

"What took you so long?" Emma asked me, as I got into her car, that stupid smile still stuck on my face. I think it might stay there forever, because to this day, it never has come off yet.

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Really Long Connor Franta Imagine for Natalie(:

"Hey Natalie," my friend, Sarah called from our living room. We were living together in a small apartment just outside L.A. It wasn’t much, but I guess it was home. "Come check this out!" she called for me again. I got up, stretched, and walked into the living room, where she was sitting on the couch, on her laptop. She was watching a broadcast on YouNow, and I only had to look once at the screen before I knew it was an O2L broadcast. JC was sitting in front of the camera, and he was whispering like he wasn’t supposed to be talking about something.

"Okay guys," he said, his voice low. "I’m not supposed to tell anyone, but there’s this girl that lives in the apartments across the street from us, and someone in this apartment may or may not like her." He laughed a little as the comments started filling up with guesses on who the ‘mystery guy’ (that’s what they were calling him, lame, but true) was. JC suddenly looked away and waved at someone off camera. "Hey Connor!" he said. The camera was shifted, and Connor was sitting next to JC.

Connor was my favorite. It wasn’t really because of any particular reason, he just was. I always found myself looking forward to Mondays(crazy, I know), because I knew he’d make them Frantastic, as usual.

"Hey guys!" Connor said, waving to the camera. I smiled sub-consciously. He’d always had that effect on me, even though we’d never met, and probably wouldn’t meet ever, he always seemed to bring a smile to my face, even in the hardest of times.

"So, Connor, are you gonna tell them about your little crush?" JC asked, poking Connor’s cheek, earning a playful punch on the shoulder.

"Shut up." Connor said, looking down, blushing a little bit. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "I don’t even know her name, I just know she’s really pretty." he said.

"Well, why don’t you go across the street and ask her out?" JC said. Connor shrugged.

"Wouldn’t that seem a little stalkerish though? ‘Hey, I’ve been watching you out of my window from across the street, and I think you’re beautiful, do you want to go out for coffee sometime?’" JC laughed.

"Well when you say it like that…" he trailed off, still laughing. "But seriously, go over there and ask her out already! We’re getting creeped out by walking into the living room to see you creepily staring through the blinds at her."

Connor blushed again, but this time, he stood up. “If it’ll get you to shut up about it.” he said, leaving the view of the camera.

"Finally," JC said. "Anyways, comment some questions and I’ll answer them!" he said. Sarah started typing immediately, since JC is her favorite. He didn’t end up answering her question, but she was still contently watching him talk when the doorbell rang. I got up to answer it, since there was no way I was going to get Sarah to move while JC was on YouNow. I opened the door, to see none other than a nervous looking Connor Franta. Immediately, my fangirl side kicked into overdrive. So many things were going through my head, I completely forgot about his crush on the girl who lived across the street from him.

"Can I help you?" I heard myself ask. Smooth, brain, smooth.

"Um, yeah, I live across the street, and I was just wondering, do you want to go get a coffee or something sometime?" he asked. I couldn’t process anything. I was the girl he liked. JC had made him get up the nerve come talk to me. I couldn’t breathe, much less say anything. Connor seemed to take this as a bad sign. “If you don’t want to-” he started to say, before I cut him off.

"I’d love to get a coffee with you. I’m Natalie, by the way." I said, sticking out my hand. He shook it. "Now you can go back to JC and tell him you know my name." I said. He laughed, a little.

"How’d you know about that?" he asked. It was at that moment, Sarah let out a shriek of joy.

"JC SAID HI TO ME!!!!!" I laughed, and Conner just nodded.

"Well, that answers that…" he trailed off. I laughed.

"Yeah, we’re kind of really big fans…" I said, looking down at my bare feet.

"So who’s your favorite member?" he asked me. I blushed a little.

"Lets just say I look forward to Mondays a lot more now." I said. It was his turn to blush.

"So, I’ll give you my number and you’ll text me next time you’re thirsty, deal?" he asked. I couldn’t hep but laugh.

"You sound like a male prostitute." I said, trying to control my laughter. He smiled.

"You know what I mean." he said, pulling out his phone. I pulled out mine as well, and we traded phones. I put in my number, and handed it back to him. He handed me back mine. "Well, nice to finally meet you, Natalie, but I have to get going." he said, sounding a little sad. "Connor, I live across the street from you, not across the country." He laughed at my lame attempt at a joke, and started walking down the sidewalk, back across the street to his apartment.

"Bye!" I called, waving. He turned around and waved back, and I stepped back inside, smiling to myself.

"Who was at the door?" Sarah asked, obliviously. I smiled, picturing her reaction if I told her that JC Caylen was just across the street from her right now.

"Oh, nobody." I said. It was at that moment that Connor got back into the camera.

"So did you at least learn her name?" JC asked.

"Natalie." Connor breathed. Sarah turned to look at me, her eyes wide. I just shrugged, going back into my room, where I could fangirl in peace.