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✨ Masterlist ✨
Why don’t we:
Daniel Seavey:
Princess
Hugger
Time is not our side
Apple juice?
Blinding lights
Beach nights
Are you leaving again?
Storms
Princess / Daniel Seavey x reader
Warning(s): just fluff
Word count: 517
“how is my princess doing this fine evening?” Daniel's teasing voice asked through the phone. You shook your head, your cheeks tinted a dark pink due to the unexpected compliment.
“don’t call me that,” you mumbled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear in embarrassment. a small chuckle sounded in your ear and you could picture his smirk, proud of himself for flustering you.
“why not? and you didn’t answer my question,” he flirted purposely, fully aware of how his words had rendered you speechless. you cleared your throat and nodded quickly, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing his affect on you.
“i’m fine, how are you?” you asked nonchalantly, your voice forcefully calmer than before.
“i’m okay, i guess… just missing my beautiful princess,” you almost choked on your own breath but quickly composed yourself, ignoring his taunting laugh. your heart hammered in your chest and your body felt strangely warm, all you wanted to do was bury your head in your pillow and never look up again.
“stop doing that,” you warned him. he grinned and shrugged, pretending to be completely clueless.
“i have no idea what you’re talking about princess, you’re going to have to be more specific,” Daniel's smirk grew wider. you pressed your lips into a thin line, he knew how easily embarrassed you got by small compliments like those.
“stop calling me princess!” you exclaimed, throwing your hands up in defeat. he convulsed with laughter and grinned fondly, determined to make you more and more flustered.
“i apologise, my queen.”
your heart felt like it was on the fastest rollercoaster in the world, doing somersaults and flips in your chest, your insides churning as the warm feeling returned to your gut.
“okay that’s it—”
“no, no, no! i’m sorry, i’ll stop! i promise,” he rambled, stopping you from hanging up the phone. you sighed and rubbed your forehead, both annoyed and slightly amused by his antics.
“are you sure?” you questioned, a moment of silence flowing between you both before he replied.
“no! i love you, my queen,” he drawled out, making a smile appear on your lips and you burst out laughing, your ears turning red.
“i love you, too, but please stop using those awful pet names on me,” he quickly refused.
“that was cute, y/n, you really think you can stop my love for you just like that? pathetic, now open your door, i have cuddles and infinite love to give you,” he quickly hung up, leaving you awestruck.
Daniel Seavey really was something else.
Arms are really inconvenient when trying to find a comfy sleeping position
It is what it is *-*
Reblog if you're not homophobic
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.
Just to assert dominance
D O M I N A T I O N
All homophobes will be losing their kneecap privileges until they get their act together. This has been a psa
I HAVE TO😂😭
Zach: THIS IS SO COOL
Jack: WOAH DUDE
Jonah: I’M SITTING ALONE HAHAHA AHHH FUNN
Corbyn: WOAHHHH
Daniel: -scrolling through instagram- PFT. That dress is so last year
hugger / Daniel Seavey x reader
warning(s): none, just fluff
Word count: 213 Daniel Seavey is a hugger and has never been embarrassed. Always proud of his siblings, when he was a little boy he wrapped the older one in a strong hug, deaf to the screams of annoyance. His sister always found them a bit too much, but never bothered to protest. His parents, of course, loved it.
Daniel Seavey is a hugger and you've always told him to stop loving you. What started out as a sweet friendship in high school continued much longer than either of you had originally planned, and your hugs were the bone of contention between the two of you the entire time.
Daniel Seavey is a hug lover, which means when he sees you for the first time when the two of you hang out, it's all warm hugs and tight squeezes. Then once becomes two when he says goodbye to you. Then twice becomes three and it goes on and on. How could you say no?
Daniel Seavey is a hugger, something you once decided you had enough of. "I'm independent". you had told him countless times. "Don't spoil me." Deaf to your complaints, he smiles to himself and draws you closer. You sigh into his shoulder and let him hug you.
Daniel Seavey is a hugger, and you never realized what that meant until the first time you danced with death. Christian picked you up on the street where ambulances and police cars were ringing. When he dropped you off at his place, all the Seaveys were there. And Daniel didn't even look at you before you were caught in his arms.
Your first reaction was to push him away, irritated by his pampering. But then you felt the way he was shaking, her sobs muffled as he pushed his face into your shoulder, the way his fingers desperately clung to the back of your sweater.
Daniel Seavey is a hugger, and throughout the night he would not lose sight of you. One arm around your shoulder, one hand on your knee. Eventually you fell asleep on top of it, and when you woke up, you realized the truth.
Daniel Seavey is a hugger and now that doesn't seem so bad as every time his arms close around you, it's like you're home again.
time is not our side / Daniel Seavey x reader
warning(s): none
Word count: 307
I woke up to the sunlight streaming through the bedroom window and the soft feel of fingertips on my shoulder blade. I stood still and watched the dust float in the air, illuminated by the piercing light. I did my best to get back to sleep. If I was awake, it meant that I would have to leave my bed and my boyfriend, and he would have to pack for a tour the next morning. If I could fall asleep I could ignore the fact that this would be the last morning I would wake up next to him for three months.
I struggled to get back to sleep and my attention focused on the movement of Dan's fingers against my skin. "Daniel," I whispered.
"Yes love?" He answered quietly behind me.
"How long have you been awake?" I asked, turning to face him. I knew that my desire to sleep had finally disappeared, so there was no possibility of me going back to sleep and I would have to face the reality of the day.
"I'm sorry if I woke you up," he said shyly as a pink hue began to slowly creep down his cheeks. His hair was against his forehead and his voice was still full of sleep. “I woke up about an hour ago. I know I should pack my bags and make sure I'm ready for tomorrow, but honestly, I can't imagine getting out of bed right now. "
"I know exactly what you mean," I sighed. "I just want to stay in this moment forever."
“Well, we still have twelve hours before I have to meet the boys. What do you say if we stay here and pretend I'm not going anywhere? he suggested with a slight smile, brushing the hair out of my face.
"Sounds perfect."
Fuck I’m at a fencing tournament and literally a minute after I reblogged this my dad told me that he talked to the point people and I’m probably going to win a medal.
BURN BAGEL BURN
OH WHY NOT?
I need to follow up to say I reblogged this last night, and this morning I got some of the best news of my life, like, a life dream come true news thing.
Bagel what are your powers
FUCK, I though it was just another lucky meme but LISTEN. Since a week ago I was waiting a phone call to confirm me if I got a job or not in my university. I reblogged this yesterday’s night “just for fun and because I don’t want any bagel to be mad with me”, and today’s afternoon, while I was losing my time as always, the professor I was supposed to work with called me and asked me for my personal information to start working with her.
THE BAGEL POWERS ARE WAY TOO MUCH FOR THIS WORLD
I GOT A JOB THE DAY AFTER MY QUEUE POSTED THIS THE FIRST TIME AND I JUST REALIZED IT WHEN I SAW IT AGAIN HOLY GOD
The bagel hasn’t let me down yet!
I got a job offer after reblogging the bagel. Believe in the bagel!
Worth a try lol
i could use some good news or even a good girl
Go lil bagle! Show me your power!
Okii then!
THIS IS THE FIRST THING ON MY BLOG
I GOT ASKED OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME AFTER I REBLOGGED IT
wait but whats happening with the bagel tho
It’s burning, as is everything I’ve hoped for whenever I’ve reblogged a post like this
I just kinda wanna watch something burn?
Mood
You guys didn’t listen when I said Bagels hold an ancient and wonderous power.
Bagel time
I need this
do it
I’m at an all time low I need this
ok sure
no loss in trying. so here wo go
Its bagel time. I believe in you bagel. 🥯
Ok so.
Last time I reblogged this, I was complaining to my mum how I never got to go on walks alone. Then, she legit said to me, “well why don’t you go down to *censored*?” Which she’d never let me do before. I had three hours. In a place half an hour from home. It works.
I need all the luck i can get
(*-*)
Uhhhh worth a try
I doubt it will work but….
i dont lose anything trying…
again, YES?!
OK SO I DID THIS ON THE MORNING AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED AT SCHOOL?
TWO TESTS WERE CANCELLED!
NO HOMEWORK!!
WE HAD A BREAK OF 30 MINUTES (we normally have a break of 5-10 min)
AND MY CRUSH ASKED ME TO WORK ON A PROJECT WITH HIM!!!
I don’t know how you do it bagel, but you’re awesome!
Bagel time
guys the more you add text to your reblogs the more time it takes to reblog, therefore stealing our good news
Help me Bagel Kenobi, you’re my only hope…
Bagel time again?
Why not? I could really need some good news!
WHY DON’T WE IS BACK BITCHES!
I’m dying 😭
does anyone know where the ctrl+alt+delete button for 2020 is?
Storms/ Daniel Seavey x reader
Warning(s): none
Word count: 436
Accumulated snow; Piles upon piles, growing all the way to the top of a mountain. The light snowflakes were gently swayed in the wind, twisting and turning carelessly, losing power and sinking onto the damp sidewalks.the house was silent, the fireplace crackling like a slight murmur.
Lying lazily on the sofa was a couple giggling. Daniel closed his eyes, sinking his head deeper into the crook of (y / n) 's neck, leaving a trail of delicate kisses down. (y / n) squirmed restlessly, shoving his boyfriend to the far side of the couch, but failing and giving up leaving only an inch or two between them.
(Y / n) was trying to divert his attention to the longing thought of getting some sleep. An arm that slowly snaked around her waist, made her (y / n) groan and push him away once more.
“Babe, I'm trying to close my eyes for a moment! Now quit!" Laughter broke out through her words making them seem anything but convincing.
"Nope ... you're just too much fun to play with. I guess I'll have to keep you up all night" he murmured, his eyes narrowed. The curtains in the living room had been opened several hours before, as (y / n) wanted to watch the blizzard as it transformed into one of the worst storms in recorded history. No one was allowed outside due to the weather below 30 and the approximate 5 feet of snow that had fallen during the last 8 hours.
Daniel had made tea and chocolate that very night.
"No! I'm really tired babe."
The sofa creaked as Daniel moved so his body was comfortable against (y / n) and kissed her forehead. The wind howled outside the windows, letting a screeching wave escape into the ear as it passed. Daniel kept his arms closed around the body of (y / n) finally beginning to fall asleep. She could feel his mind drifting in and out of reality, but a weak voice woke her up in a good way.
"You are beautiful ... did you know? (Y / n) I can honestly say that you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I love you." At times like these, (y / n) was glad for the darkness for the carmine color that covered her cheeks. Daniel told her every day how he felt about her and every day that made her glow and her insides became blurry. Lacing her fingers with him, he slowly kissed her cheek.
"Thanks Dan, I love you too." He smiled slightly pulling her down and giving access to his lips, pressing them over hers, she smiled. Moving away, his head fell towards the fluffy cushion but his grip remained on (y / n) as his hands found their way to her side.
“Damn, how was I so lucky?” his voice was absent like a man speaking incoherently alone."I think it's the other way around, honey." She spoke closing her eyes for the last time determined to sleep. Just as her brain shut down, a voice stopped her."Think what you want, love. But you should know that it was me who was lucky, you have always had my heart "
a/n: I loved it, I am sorry if I have not updated lately, this for me is more a hobby than something serious and I go little by little (according to the ideas I have) thanks for the support and love you give to the imagines. any request / suggestion talk privately with me
Daniel, Florence, and the girls on a cute family picnic!! That would be so cute!
Yesss cute family time I love it 🧡
The weekend before Lucy’s first birthday was great weather and it was really starting to feel like summer. With Clementine having just graduated from kindergarten and Penelope finished junior kindergarten, they had a bit of a reason to celebrate – not that they needed one. Daniel was also picking up at work, meaning paycheques were larger, savings were growing, and budgets were certainly helping get them out of that rough patch from the year before.
He came home from work on Friday night with his guitar case in one hand a large shopping bag in his other.
“What did you do?” Florence asked cautiously, following him into the kitchen with Lucy on her hip.
“Got a hefty paycheque. Decided to treat my ladies.” Daniel smiled, dumping out the shopping bag onto the kitchen table, five shoe boxes falling loudly onto the wood.
“Daniel.” Florence breathed, still hesitant that he didn’t run such a large purchase by her as she eyed the name brand logos on the boxes. “We have enough shoes. You, especially, have enough shoes.”
“Not like these.” Daniel grinned, reading one of the labels on the medium sized boxes and passed it to an eager Clementine who stood beside him and then handed the second one to Penelope on his other side. One of the larger boxes went to Florence and he sent her a small wink as she opened the top.
A pair of soft pink high-top Converse stared back at her.
“Pink shoes!” Clementine squealed, dumping them out of the box and flopped onto the ground to put them on.
Penelope copied her sister, the two little girls struggling to put them on without untying them first.
“First pair of laces.” Daniel smiled proudly, opening his own box to reveal the matching pink pair for himself. “We’re all gonna match when we go out tomorrow!”
“How much was all this?” Florence whispered as Lucy tried to reach for the shoes in the box.
“Don’t worry about it.” Daniel leaned in to kiss her. “I saved up a little. Gotta get some fresh kicks for my ladies.”
He grabbed the smallest box and opened it, taking out the teeniest pair of Converse and held one out to Lucy, “Even my littlest lady.”
Lucy squealed and reached for it with both hands, pulling the shoe against her chest with a wide grin.
So the next morning, Clementine and Penelope sat in the foyer as Daniel tied up their new sneakers, reciting a little song to help them learn and remember how to tie their own laces as he did so. Florence brought over the picnic basket, the diaper bag tucked over her shoulder and the baby on her hip and they all made their way down to the parking garage to head out for their picnic lunch.
The butterfly garden in the park on the west end of the city was in full blossom that time of year so they drove out there, parking in the lot and started to walk to their destination. Daniel had his guitar case in one hand and Lucy on his other arm with her arm around his shoulder, her tiny pink sneakers kicking in the warm spring air and her matching pacifier bumping contently against her nose. Clementine and Penelope powered ahead, their brand new clean running shoes standing out admits the green grass and they found a perfect spot for them to set up for lunch, dropping the blanket down. Florence helped them spread it out nicely and they all got settled for lunch.
Daniel had gotten up early to make sandwiches and he passed them out to each of his girls, labelled with a differentiating sticker for each one and apple juice juice-boxes were passed around as well.
“Since when do you make lunch?” Florence chuckled.
“Since always.” Daniel retorted, leaning in to kiss her as he passed her a sandwich.
Lucy was sitting right up next to him, watching his every move as he handed out lunches to her sisters. He finally pulled out a Tupperware container from the basket and clicked it open with one hand, pulling her pacifier from her mouth with his other.
“No!” Lucy whined, reaching for it with a pout but he met her halfway with a little bite of ham right into her mouth. She squinted up at him in the sun as she chewed softly.
“Much tastier, don’t you think?” Daniel said to her, holding out another bit of ham and she ate it right out of his fingers.
“I see a butterfly!” Clementine whispered loudly, throwing out her arm to get someone’s attention and nearly smacked Penelope in the face.
“Where?” Florence asked lightly, gently pushing her hand back down.
“Right there.” Clementine whispered, pointing to the sky as a small orange butterfly fluttered its way into their picnic. They all stayed quiet as it landed on the handle of the basket.
“It’s so pretty.” Penelope breathed.
“Isn’t it?” Florence smiled, inching away a little bit.
Daniel smiled at her as he fed the baby another bite of lunch, remembering Florence’s slight fear of butterflies. With the next gust of wind, the butterfly took off and Florence screamed and rushed to her feet to get out of the way of the small insect.
“Mommy!” Clementine laughed. “What are you doing?”
“Butterflies give me the heeby jeebies.” Florence mumbled, carefully sitting back down on the blanket.
“You’re scared?” Penelope frowned through a mouthful of sandwich.
“Mommy’s scared of a lot of things.” Daniel said, offering Lucy a sip of juice.
“Am not!” Florence gaped at him. Daniel only chuckled at her.
When lunch was over and Lucy was falling asleep in the middle of the blanket, Daniel had his guitar on his lap and was playing a few songs. Clementine demanded her song so ‘Clementine’ was played first. The breeze was lovely and warm and after a few songs, the older two girls got up to play in the grass nearby, Lucy napping on the blanket.
Florence shuffled up close to Daniel, resting her head on his shoulder as he played on, singing softly for just the two of them, watching their daughters play together in the park.
This turned out better in my head and I hate this ending so im sorry :(
hiiii, Could you tell me songs that you like / inspire or some playlist (privately) because for many of my imagines I usually fix on some songs and their meanings, or I just look at some phrases that I like.
Beach Nights/ Daniel Seavey x reader
Warning(s): none
Word count: 479
You were surprised to hear your cell phone vibrate on the kitchen counter. You couldn't possibly fall asleep that night, so after tossing and turning in search of a comfortable position, you decided to get up and get away from that mess of blankets that had tangled around your legs.
Maybe it was because Daniel was going on tour the next morning and he hadn't been able to spend the night with you, or because of the heat it was, whatever it was, your brain didn't want to collaborate. At first you had come down for a glass of water, but as time passed you began to take one of the many Capri-Sun that were in the fridge after another. You walked up to the counter to see the notification and can't deny that you were surprised to see it.
-"Open the door, I'm starting to melt" D.S You laughed at his words and walked to the door. Your smile increased when you saw him in his pajamas outside the house.
- Dan, why are you here? - You said, trying to hold back your laughter.
- It's very hot and I missed you- he apologized - something your way of being makes me think that I can't sleep without you Y / n. Your cheeks turned a dull red as you brought your lips together.
-Come on, I want to get there before dawn- he whispered on your lips as he took your hand and pulled you towards the car.
...
- Honey, where are we going? -you asked to see how much you had been on the road.
- Shhh, it's a surprise, honey -he replied, giving you a sideways glance and placing his hand on your thigh, drawing non-existent circles there.
...
You opened your eyes when the car stopped, being surprised by the panorama that was in front of your eyes.
You saw Daniel get out of the pilot's seat to open the door for you and help you out. Your lips curved into a smile as your toes sank into the sand.
-You told me once that you wanted to see a sunrise from the beach-he murmured- and what better occasion than this?
Your feet guided you towards the seashore, leaving a trail of footprints that was soon erased by the salt water.
You felt Daniel wrap you in his arms from behind and you rested your head on his chest.
-No occasion would have been better- you whispered, watching how the sky began to be tinged with soft warm colors due to the few rays of sun that filtered in from the horizon.
I'm sorry it took so long, I had some problems with inspiration. but thanks for the support! P.S: if you want one, just let me know (privately) and give me the details (if you want a specific phrase, a reference to something or if you want your name in it!)
Please, reblog! IIt’s called self defense. Apart from having here, in the US, one of the highest cases of homicide and rape in the world and high rate of GBV, think about how this could help your mother or sister
It’s a shame I have to reblog, but please do the same
Apple juice?/ Daniel Seavey x reader
Warning(s): none
Word count: 412 You and Daniel were in one of the corridors at Seven Eleven at night, you had just planned a movie night when you realized that some things were missing in the pantry.
The cart moved slowly being dragged by you, while you looked at the shelves looking for the necessary things.
-Y / n, I'll be here in a minute- he said as he disappeared down the hall to his left. You stopped in front of the popcorn shelves, comparing various boxes with each other.
-Got it, baby- he said putting the bottle in the cart.
- seriously? Apple juice? - You laughed while looking at the label.
- Mhhhh, please? - He asked looking at you with a pout, to which you laughed the most, earning you a bad look from the person who served the counter.
- Okay darling - you stopped looking at him with a smile.
...
You were walking down the cookie aisle when a familiar song began to play through the store's speakers. -You want to dance? - Daniel asked extending a hand.
- Baby, we are in a seven eleven- you remembered him while he threw you in his arms- and the one at the counter ...
- Shhh -interrupted you- I don't care where he is, the important thing is who- he smiled placing his hands on your waist while you wrap your arms around his neck.
You giggled as you danced an Elvis Presley’s song in a gentle beat.
You two danced slowly down the hall until the song ended, then he gently kissed your cheek and hid his face in your neck.
- "I love you" - He murmured
- "I love you too Dan"
Y/n: Corbyn, where are you? Corbyn: in town for? Y/n: okay, turn around. Corbyn: I don't see you, where are you? Y/n: turn around! Corbyn: I HAVE TURNED SEVERAL TIMES! WHERE ARE YOU? Y/n: Outside the city, I found it funny to imagine you spinning around like you were crazy. Corbyn: ...