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stop sulking and kiss me pt. iii

summary: Ethan feels upset and lonely after discussing holiday plans with his friends, who are in relationships. One friend reaches out to Ethan’s best friend to see if she can make him feel better this quarantine holiday season. (request)

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: none!

note: the highly anticipated finale! this ending made me soft :’)

part i | part ii

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She turned back to Ethan’s door, her breath hitching as she heard the front door unlock, and squeak as it swung open.

“(Y/N)?” A soft voice came from the doorway, causing (Y/N) to look up. Ethan’s confused expression turned to joy as she looked up at him, a light color pink dusted across his cheeks. He took a step out of his doorway, closing the door behind him so Spencer wouldn’t run out.

Disbelief was written across his face as he slowly descended down the stairs. (Y/N)’s leg shook with anxiety. Why wasn’t he saying anything? Did he not want her to be here?

“Oh my god, you’re really here.” He said quietly, pulling her into a bone-crushing hug that possibly could’ve rivaled those of Mrs. Weasley. “What are you doing here?” He asked her, pulling away just far enough to see her face. “Oh, it doesn’t matter. I’m so glad you’re here.” He said, pulling her back into his shoulder. “Did you quarantine to come here? Of course you did, what am I saying, you wouldn’t have come if you didn’t.” He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. “How did you get here?” He finally asked her, this time expecting a response.

“Mark picked me up from the hotel where I quarantined and dropped me off.” She told him softly, holding him even tighter than he held her. “He and Seán reached out to me a while ago about coming to see you.”

“They did?” Ethan questioned, pulling away again just to see her face.

“Can we go inside to talk about this? I think Spencer is losing his mind trying to figure out what’s happening.” She commented, bringing Ethan’s attention to his dog who was barking hysterically behind the closed front door.

“Yes, absolutely. I just can’t believe you’re actually here.” He smiled excitedly, skipping stairs on his way back to the front door to try to get inside as quickly as possible. As soon as (Y/N) began to drag her suitcase against the pavement, Ethan came back down as quickly as possible to take it from her and carry it for her. “Sorry, I’m so rude.” He mumbled, skipping stairs again on his way back up to the threshold of his house.

“It’s okay!” (Y/N) assured him, following him through the open front door. Spencer immediately jumped up on (Y/N)’s legs, his tail wagging furiously. “Hi, buddy!” (Y/N) cooed, scratching behind his ears as Spencer panted happily in her face.

Ethan rolled (Y/N)’s bag into a corner as she greeted Spencer, then turned to (Y/N) and Spencer, who were on the floor together. (Y/N) was hovering over Spencer, continuing to coo at the puppy while rubbing his exposed stomach. Ethan couldn’t help but smile when he looked at the pair interacting, his heart warming as he realized that (Y/N) was actually there with him.

“So, (Y/N).” Ethan started. (Y/N) and Spencer looked up at him as he shoved his hands into his pockets. “Do you want to get settled and maybe we can make some dinner? Just like we used to?” He asked hopefully, his smile not leaving his face.

“Absolutely.” (Y/N) smiled in response, standing from her spot next to Spencer. Ethan picked up her suitcase once again and lead her upstairs to his room.

“Sorry, I don’t really have a guest room. I can take the couch while you’re staying here if you don’t want to share a bed.” Ethan apologized, causing (Y/N) to roll her eyes.

“Ethan, we used to share a bed all the time when we were younger.” She told him, starting to shrug her coat off. Ethan took it from her and hung it on the back of the door as she thanked him softly.

“Well, yeah I know. But I just want to make sure that you’re okay with it.” He shrugged shyly. (Y/N) smiled and shook her head at the nervous boy.

She hooked her fingers under the ear loops of her mask, ridding her face of the covering now that she was safely inside Ethan’s house. Ethan blushed, looking away for a moment as if she were undressing in front of him.

“You said Seán and Mark reached out to you?” He asked her after a moment of silence. (Y/N) nodded in response. “Why?”

“They said you weren’t doing too well.” She said carefully, unsure if Ethan would get upset. Ethan cocked his head in confusion, his eyebrows furrowing. “Like…mentally.” She tried again. Ethan nodded a little, looking down at the floor. He was almost embarrassed of how upset he had gotten while he was alone.

“Oh.” He said simply.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” She said worriedly, taking a step towards him. “They were just so worried about you, and I had wanted to see you, but I didn’t want to do anything that you weren’t comfortable with.” She tried to explain.

Ethan just smiled sadly at her in response. He pulled her into a hug, sighing heavily as he rested his head on her shoulder. (Y/N) pouted, wrapping her arms around his torso. As Ethan’s body began to shake with soft sobs, causing (Y/N) to rub circles on his back to comfort him.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, fearing that his voice would betray him and truly show (Y/N) how he felt. “I was just so lonely-.” He tried to explain.

“Ethan, you don’t have to explain.” (Y/N) told him softly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “I know, honey.” She said, continuing to hold him. Ethan let a few tears fall before trying to calm himself down, balling up parts of (Y/N)’s sweater in his fists. “Do you want to try making dinner? I think it might calm you down.” She suggested quietly, pulling away to try to look at him.

Ethan simply nodded in response but refused to let go of (Y/N). She giggled, trying to pull away only to come crashing into Ethan’s body again.

“Ethan?” She asked after a few times of trying to bring Ethan to the kitchen. “Do you want to sit down?” She suggested softly, starting to play with his hair. He nodded slowly against her shoulder, picking his head up slowly to show his red, puffy eyes to (Y/N). Her heart broke seeing him so upset.

Ethan sat down on the edge of his bed, followed shortly by (Y/N). He held her hand in both of his and took a shaky breath. He stared down at their hands that were clasped together, unable to look her in the eyes.

“I’ve just been so alone. It’s my first holiday season completely by myself and it just sucks.” He started to explain to her, his voice trembling as he tried to keep his composure.

“I know, I’m so sorry I didn’t come out sooner.” She apologized, feeling guilty she hadn’t realized or seen him sooner. “But I’m here now. And we’re gonna have the best Christmas ever, even if it’s just the two of us and Spencer.” She smiled, trying to get him to look back up at her.

“You’re right.” Ethan responded, looking up at (Y/N). “I’m really glad you’re here.”

As their eyes locked it seemed like the entire world stopped around them. All they could hear was their own heartrate quickening. (Y/N) let out a short breath, unsure of what she should do. She did tell Mark that she would make a move.

Ethan seemed to answer her question by glancing down at her lips quickly, almost unsure himself of what to do next. (Y/N) glanced down at his, causing her stomach to flutter. Ethan hastily leaned in and kissed her lips softly, retreating back almost as quickly as he had come. Their eyes searched each other’s faces, almost looking for something to tell them if they should continue or not. Neither of them had seen a sign of hesitation in each other, so they leant in again to reconnect their lips hurriedly.

Hands tangled in hair, hands grabbed each other to pull the other person closer, hearts beating harder than they ever had before, lips and tongues moved together in a way that was almost foreign but was warmly welcomed by the pair. In the heat of the moment, (Y/N) has been pulled onto Ethan’s lap and was comfortably straddling his thighs. (Y/N) was sure she had never felt anything like this before. The way Ethan was holding her close by a dangerously low part of her back was intoxicating.

They pulled away, trying to control how heavy they were breathing after their heated kiss. They were silent for a moment, looking over each other for a sign of discomfort. Ethan was the first to start smiling, blush rising in his cheeks. (Y/N) smiled back at him, feeling her own face grow hot as he started to giggle.

The pair sat in each other’s embrace, giddy with the excitement of what they had just done together. (Y/N) cupped Ethan’s cheeks, wiping away a few stray tears that had managed to fall. He smiled at her appreciatively, unable to focus on anything but the beautiful woman he was holding. (Y/N) leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose softly, causing butterflies to erupt in Ethan’s stomach.

(Y/N) leaned in again, pressing her lips softly against his. Ethan sighed contently, pulling her closer as their lips moved timidly together. Before they felt rushed, like they had one moment to get all of the passion out of their systems before it was too late. They were able to enjoy each other and the feeling that they were giving each other.

Ethan pulled away, enable to keep a smile from appearing on his face. (Y/N) pouted slightly, not wanting to stop their activities.

“Why’d you stop?” She asked in a small voice, causing Ethan to chuckle. His stomach growled loudly before he could respond to her, causing (Y/N) to laugh along with him. “I guess we should go make dinner now.” She told him. Ethan was still for a moment, wanting to savor the feeling of having her so close to him.

“I guess we should.”

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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stop sulking and kiss me part ii

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: none!

note: this part is short, but I promise the next part is gonna be *chef’s kiss* magnifique! also this is my first real fic post besides my smau (that I still don’t know if I like yet) so please be nice :))

part i

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Almost a month later, just four short days before Christmas, (Y/N) stumbled out of the hotel, dragging her suitcase behind her. A, now empty, cup of coffee was clutched in her free hand. She tossed it in a nearby garbage can as the revolving door slowed behind her. She felt her nerves relax for a moment as her eyes landed on Mark, who stood beside his car on the sidewalk outside of the hotel. (Y/N) couldn’t physically see Mark’s smile when he spotted her walking out of the hotel onto the nearly empty street, but she could tell he was based on the way his eyes were squinting at her.

“Thank god you’re here.” He said to her, his voice slightly muffled by the mask. “You have no idea how bad it’s gotten.”

“I can’t imagine. Thank you again for coming to get me.” She smiled. Mark took her suitcase from her, placing it in the trunk of his car. They got into the front seats of the car at the same time, sighing as they buckled their seatbelts. They sat in silence for a moment, the tension thick as they debated if they should get right into talking about Ethan and (Y/N). “How have you been?” (Y/N) asked him after what felt like an eternity of silence.

“Pretty good. Since Unus Annus I’ve just been relaxing and spending time with Amy. We’ve seen Ethan a bit, but since Unus Annus it’s kind of calmed down. I did have to go to the hospital –.” Mark began to tell (Y/N).

“Wait, what?” She interrupted him. “Why? Are you okay?”

“Relax, mama bear.” He laughed, teasing her. She blushed at the nickname. “I’ve had that problem before. I just couldn’t poop.”

“Oh, well I’m glad you pooped.” She said with a laugh, turning her head to look out the window at the passing buildings and houses. (Y/N)’s leg shook with anticipation has he drove closer and closer to Ethan’s house. (Y/N) couldn’t help but shift in her seat to try to alleviate some of the nervous energy that was building inside of her.

“You okay?” Mark asked after a moment of silence, noticing her tension. “I can’t see half your face, but I know you’re probably chewing the hell out of your lip right now.” He said, glancing down at her clothed mouth.

“You know me too well.” She sighed, cracking her fingers nervously. “I’m just a little nervous, I guess.” She said, almost ashamed that she was so nervous to see her best friend again. It felt juvenile that she was so anxious to hang out with a boy.

“Why? It’s Ethan. You two have been friends forever.” He told her. She was silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. “Is this because of what Seán and I said when we called you? We weren’t trying to pressure you to make a move.” He tried to explain.

“No, I know Mark. I just…might want to make a move.” She said nervously, causing Mark to gasp. “I think I finally should. We’ve been doing this for so long now, it’s just been this back and forth of liking each other when the other wasn’t available and having this super flirty and almost romantic friendship when we’re both single.”

“Really? Oh my god, that’s amazing!” He cheered, finally turning on to Ethan’s street. “You have to text me later and let me know how it goes.”

“I will, I will. I’m just nervous. I mean, what if it makes things awkward?”

“It won’t. Trust me, it won’t make things weird. But, if for some reason things do get weird, you can come stay with Amy and I, so you didn’t waste the trip out here.” He told her, pulling over a few houses past Ethan’s so Ethan or Spencer wouldn’t be alerted by the car door slamming.

“Alright. I guess this is it.” She sighed nervously, looking over at Mark. He gave her a comforting smile.

“It’s gonna be great. Seriously though, let me know how it goes when you have a chance.” Mark told her. “Let me get your suitcase.” He said, getting out of the car. (Y/N) sighed, alone for a moment in the passenger’s seat.

Here goes nothing.

She closed the car door as quietly as she could, meeting Mark on the sidewalk to say goodbye. They were silent for a moment as (Y/N) tried to stall in order to prepare herself for the moment. Mark sensed her tension and pulled into a gentle hug.

“Everything’s gonna be just fine, (Y/N). Have fun.” He told her, rubbing her back softly before pulling away. (Y/N) nodded as her confidence began to build. “Just get settled tonight at least, maybe suggest baking some cookies, and watch a holiday movie. You don’t have to put so much pressure on today.”

“Thank you, Mark.” She grinned as he pulled away.

“You’re welcome. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

“Talk to you later.” (Y/N) responded, watching Mark walk back around the car. She finally faced the direction of Ethan’s house when she heard his car door shut.

(Y/N) took another shaky breath and took a brave step towards Ethan’s house. She felt like the was on autopilot, only snapping from her trance when she stood on his stoop. She hesitantly raised her hand, pressing the button next to the door to ring the doorbell.

She walked back down the few steps leading up to his door, deciding to stand at the bottom of the stairs so Ethan would be able to open the door fully. She glanced behind her, almost considering running back to Mark’s car for a quick getaway, but he was already gone. She turned back to Ethan’s door, her breath hitching as she heard the front door unlock, and squeak as it swung open.

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summary: the first time he says “oh” is when you make a video that his fans think is because of him. the second time he does it when he accidentally likes an old picture of yours on instagram. the third time’s trying to frame you in among us. the fourth time is when he finally sees you in real life. you think your mission is complete after that.

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pairing: corpse husband x f!reader warnings: crack, horrible gen z humour, 16+ language, anime references, overall madness format: mostly soc media, but there are parts of a mix of sm + written text. written parts are marked with a (W) author’s note: this idea came to me at 4am and who am i to turn down gods message. so here it is. if anyone wants to be tagged, lmk xx since i get this question a lot, this series is made with social maker & sociel dummy:)

status: ongoing! updates: monday & thursday! (& occasionally saturday!) taglist: closed!

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INTRODUCTIONS.

PART 1: bhaddie behaviour

PART 2: oh?

PART 3: ghosted

PART 4: bts not real

PART 5: rat

PART 6: onlyhands

PART 7: oh fuck

PART 8: cat boys (W) PART 9: strawberry cow

PART 10: big dick is back in town (W)

PART 11: go outside & touch the grass

PART 12: yogurt w jelly

PART 13: …o-oh? (W)

PART 14: couple

PART 15: whores in private

PART 16: god complex + five nights at freddie’s lore

PART 17: cutie & magic dildo

PART 18: pg-13

PART 19: clingy

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FANWORKS 💗:

syk x y/n wearing cat ears ( 🖼 by @moomiiebun)

y/n as an egirl ruining corpse’s life (🖼 by @orionhorcruxes)

corpse is simping hard for egirl!yn & rae is done w it (🖼 by @theboywhocriedlupin)

y/n and her strawberry cow 🍓 (🖼 by @rosy-feels)

music to say “oh” to ( 🎶 by spotify nonnie)

EXTRAS:

myso memes (the first part)

myso memes (the scandalous return)

a helpful tutorial

memes/reaction images used in myso

the roaches meme from that one chapter in myso

tinder (one shot)

#if y'all haven't read this already...read it #fan fucking tastic #10/10 #my New Years resolution is to be as feral as y/n

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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stop sulking and kiss me part i

request: ok so i have an idea but it’s not like,, a fully fleshed out idea??? it’s more like a ‘ Ethan is kinda bummed out because he’s spending the holidays alone and he keeps seeing Mark and Amy talking about how excited they are for the festivities and Séan rambling about his plans with Gab for christmas eve and Eef is just :( big sad bc it’s his first christmas alone without Mika AND bc lockdown is in place he can’t see his family, so reader is like “ what better time than now amiright “ i think that’d b pretty neato :”)

ALSO if you write this you can shorten the request so it doesn’t spoil like half the story lmao i love u and i hope ur doing okay n staying safe <3 happy holidays my guy!

note: omg I love YOU!! I hope you don’t mind but I’ve broken this up into three parts because otherwise this fic would’ve been hella long, and although I do love a long fic, it would’ve been insanely long. so here is part one of three! stay tuned for more!

I hope everybody had happy and safe holidays and are kicking ass in the new year!!

pairing: Ethan x best friend!reader

warnings: sad eef :(

word count: ~1.6k

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“So we’re probably just going to make cookies, and cuddle, and watch some holiday films to keep our minds off of not seeing our families in person this year. Maybe we’ll keep going for walks, just to try and keep my lungs working.” Seán explained to Ethan and Mark over the video chat. “What about you two?”

“Well, Amy and I are probably going to do the same thing. It just seems so much better to stay home since it’s just the two of us. We want to keep people safe.” Mark answered, leaning back in his chair as he thought about all of the fun Christmas things they could do together. “Ethan?” Mark asked, wondering what Ethan would be doing for the holidays. They knew that Ethan would most likely be alone, since he had spent Thanksgiving alone.

“I…I’m not doing anything really. Maybe I’ll put up some decorations…” Ethan responded sadly.

“What’s up, buttercup?” Seán asked, noticing how upset the young man had become over the course of their conversation.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just feeling lonely.” Ethan shrugged, not sure if he wanted to completely confess how he was feeling.

“How come?” Mark asked, also growing concerned about how he was doing. The pair had grown much closer over the course of the past year, and Mark hadn’t seen Ethan act this way about anything.

“I just have nobody to spend Christmas with and it’s awful. Thanksgiving sucked and I just don’t want to have another holiday alone.” He vented to the older men. “It’s the first time I’m really spending this time of year totally alone.”

Seán and Mark were silent, trying to find a way to comfort their friend. They didn’t know what to say, since they had never spent a holiday alone and had significant others to celebrate with.

“What if you ask somebody to come out there? Like a friend from home?” Mark suggested.

“Yeah! That sounds like a great idea! What about (Y/N)?” Seán agreed. Mark nodded along, also wanting him to reach out to (Y/N). “She probably misses you, man. I know she’d quarantine to see you.” Seán continued. Ethan shrugged defeatedly in response, unsure of what he should do.

“Just reach out to her. What’s the worst thing that could happen?” Mark tried to convince Ethan. Ethan barely responded, glancing away from the camera as he felt his eyes start to water. There was a moment of silence as Ethan sighed.

“I don’t know, guys. What if (Y/N) already has plans?” Ethan asked, looking down at Spencer who was laying underneath his desk. Spencer looked up at him sadly, causing the young man to sigh. “I’m not gonna expect her to quarantine from her family and friends for two weeks just to come out and see me because I’m sad. You know what, I think I’m just gonna head out. Bye guys.” He said quickly, hanging up on his friends. He didn’t mean to be rude; he just couldn’t listen to them talk about their holiday plans anymore when he was preparing to spend them alone.

Mark and Seán were silent for a moment, staring at the spot on their screen where Ethan had just been. They both sighed, unsure of what they should do in that moment to help their friend. Spending this time of year alone was difficult, and they hadn’t realized they were upsetting him by talking about their own plans. Spending a majority of his time alone had seemed to have taken a toll on the young man.

“Are you gonna call (Y/N) or should I?” Seán asked Mark finally, breaking the tension.

“Let’s both call her. I don’t think she’ll say no, but just in case she needs some extra convincing.” Mark suggested. “We can ask her now. I’ll ask if she wants to do a video call with us.”

Meanwhile, Ethan sat on the floor next to Spencer. He scratched behind his ears as tears started rolling down his cheeks.

“We’ll be fine, right, bubba?” He asked, kissing the top of Spencer’s head. Spencer leaned up, licking the salty tears from Ethan’s cheeks, causing a small smile to appear on his face.

It disappeared as quickly as it came. The pair sat in silence for a moment as Ethan cried.

“Yeah. We’ll be fine.” Ethan sighed. “Maybe…maybe I’ll just text (Y/N).” He told Spencer. Spencer didn’t respond, only staring up at Ethan with big, wide eyes. “You don’t have a clue what I’m saying, do you?” He asked Spencer in a baby voice, causing Spencer to wag his tail. “Do you?” He asked again in the same tone.

Spencer barked happily in response, unsure of what was happening. He just knew that when Ethan talked in that tone, he was talking to him.

“Alright, let’s go outside. C’mon, bubba.” Ethan told Spencer, getting himself up off the floor. Spencer was up faster than Ethan, already halfway out the door by the time Ethan had fully stood. “I’m fine. We’ll be fine.” Ethan told himself quietly, wiping his face with the sleeves of his sweatshirt. He took a sharp breath. “I’m fine.” He whispered as he followed Spencer out the door and towards the back door.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” Mark cheered as (Y/N) joined their call.

“(Y/N)!” Seán echoed.

“Hi!” (Y/N) chirped. “I haven’t talked to you guys in so long, how are you two?”

“We’re doing just fine.” Mark responded for the both of them. “We have a little…proposal for you.” He began. “Seán, you wanna explain?” He asked, seeing (Y/N)’s confused expression.

“Sure, yeah.” Seán nodded, clearing his throat. “Well, we were just on a call with Ethan and we were discussing our holiday plans. He got kind of upset and left really quickly after that.”

“Do you need me to talk to him and see what’s up?” (Y/N) interrupted, her brows furrowing with concern.

“No…well yes, but there’s something else.” Seán lead on, trying to get Mark to take over.

“What is it? You guys are scaring me.” (Y/N) said worriedly, playing with her hands to distract herself. “Is he okay?”

“(Y/N) everything is fine, Ethan is fine.” Mark assured her, causing her visibly tense posture to relax. “We were just wondering if you’d go see him for the holidays. His depression seems to be getting worse as he spends more time alone, and we’re really worried about him. We suggested that he call you and ask you to come out and see him, but he seemed to get very upset by it and shut down almost immediately.”

“It’s getting really concerning.” Seán added.

“So will you please come and see Ethan?” Mark finished explaining to Ethan’s best friend.

“Absolutely. I will literally start my quarantine now.” (Y/N) said, not even considering staying home as an option. The moment Mark and Seán had mentioned that Ethan hadn’t been himself, she was already looking up flights to LA.

“That…didn’t take much convincing at all.” Seán laughed, causing (Y/N) to blush a brilliant shade of pink. “Is there another reason why you want to go see Ethan for the holidays, (Y/N)?” He began to tease the younger woman.

“Nothing that you probably don’t already know, which it sounds like you probably know what I’m referencing.” (Y/N) said softly, not willing to admit her crush on Ethan out loud.

“Oh, thank god.” Mark cheered. “His behavior has been so concerning, and I’ve wanted to see you guys get together for so long.”

“Wait, hang on. I never said we’d be getting together.” (Y/N) started to argue.

“You’re going to quarantine, get that god-awful test shoved up your nose, fly out to LA, and quarantine and get tested again just to see him, and you’re telling me nothing is going to happen between you guys? That’s the most romantic gesture I’ve ever heard, and I went to Felix’s wedding.” Seán told her plainly.

“Guys, I’m not gonna make a move.” She said finally, putting her foot down metaphorically.

“Sure, (Y/N). Sure.” Mark nodded, speaking sarcastically. “We hear you. You totally won’t be making a move when you get there.”

“Oh yeah, definitely.” Seán matched Mark’s tone, nodding along with him. (Y/N) rolled her eyes, smiling at their antics.

“You’re both ridiculous. I’ll tell you my flight details when I buy the ticket.” She told them.

“And I’ll pick you up from the hotel after your quarantine! So you don’t have to deal with rideshare or taxis or anything.” Mark offered. “And then you can really surprise him by just showing up at his door.”

“Oh my god, am I really going to do this?” (Y/N) asked herself, almost giddy with the anticipation of seeing Ethan again.

“Absolutely.” Both men responded in unison, almost mocking the way she had agreed to fly out to the West coast.

“You guys are dicks.” She laughed, running her fingers through her hair to fix it and to calm herself down. She began to plan in her head exactly what clothes and shoes she should bring. She thought she should definitely bring her switch so she and Ethan could play games on separate consoles. Should she get her hair done before she goes, or do it herself at home? (Y/N) was suddenly deep in thought about preparing for her trip.

“(Y/N)?” Mark asked after a moment, breaking (Y/N) from her thoughts. “Thank you.”

“Yes, thank you so much.” Seán agreed. “I think this is really going to help him.”

“Of course guys. Anything for my best friend.”

“Don’t you mean your boyfriend?” Mark began to tease her again, making kissing noises into his mic.

“Your lover?” Seán added, giggling.

“Your amour?” Mark continued.

“Oh, shut up.” (Y/N) smiled, rolling her eyes at their antics.

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like or like like

summary: (Y/N) tries to become as annoying as possible to distract Ethan from the work that is stressing him out.

pairing: Ethan x roommate!reader

warnings: none!

word count: ~1.0k

song: Like or Like Like by Miniature Tigers

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I watched you through your window

I was wearing that dumb sweatshirt

I looked like a goon, I was dressed for winter

Even though it was the middle of June

Ethan perked up, hearing loud music coming from down the hall. He had been editing a video since he got back from Mark and Amy’s house a few hours ago, and (Y/N) was getting more annoying by the minute. She had come in multiple times, interrupting him, and was actively trying to spend time with him.

(Y/N) saw he was stressed about editing the video in time to be uploaded and was trying to help him calm down and relax, but he had shot down every single one of her efforts. Her last resort was playing music loud enough where he couldn’t concentrate and had to get up to tell her to turn it off.

(Y/N) was being an asshole and she knew it, but she wanted to help her friend.

“(Y/N)?” Ethan called. There was no response. “(Y/N)?”

I watched you get undressed

I must have turned bright red

‘Cause I couldn’t stand to face you

‘Cause I liked what I saw

And maybe we should just be friends

Ethan let out a frustrated sigh and continued to edit the videos as best as he could. That’s when (Y/N) started singing even louder than the music, which Ethan couldn’t believe was possible. He rested his elbows on his desk and held his head in his hands, trying to refocus on the video in front of him. It became increasingly difficult as (Y/N)’s voice turned from beautiful singing to scream singing the chorus.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

It was no use, (Y/N) was just too obnoxious to ignore. Ethan took of his headset roughly, slamming them down on the desk in front of him as he stood from the chair. He walked quickly down the hall to (Y/N)’s room and pounded loudly on the door to try to get her attention.

“(Y/N)?” He yelled. There was no response. He repeated his actions, alternating between calling out for her and knocking loudly on the door. Ethan gave up trying to get her attention and finally decided to just open the door.

I climbed up your front porch

And I doorbell ditched ya

And I felt so bad, couldn’t cope to what I did

So I laughed myself sick all the way to my car

As the door swung open, it revealed (Y/N) singing and dancing around her room. She began to jump as the chorus played loudly in her room. Her back was to her door and Ethan, so she continued her dancing just as crazily as before in front of the audience she didn’t know existed.

Ethan was ready to be upset with (Y/N) and how distracting she was being but couldn’t help when his frown turned into a small smile as he watched her jump and dance around the room. (Y/N) had turned while she was dancing, not stopping when she saw Ethan in the doorway to her room.

“You’re so fucking annoying.” He laughed, leaning against the door frame as he listened to her sing as loudly as she could.

“I know!” She yelled over the music.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

Ethan didn’t protest when (Y/N) pulled him further into the room by his hands. She forced him to move back and forth to the beat of the song by pushing and pulling his hands, which was easy since she had laced their fingers together. Ethan didn’t know the words, but instead giggled loudly as (Y/N) sang loud enough for the both of them.

Ethan suddenly pulled (Y/N) in close, causing her to gasp in surprise. Ethan dropped one of (Y/N)’s hands, holding the small of her back instead. (Y/N)’s hand that had been in Ethan’s moved to hold his bicep. (Y/N) blushed, her singing getting quieter as she realized how close they were. They swayed together to the upbeat song, their faces equally as pink.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me?

Ethan bravely leaned in, pressing his lips against (Y/N)’s softly. (Y/N) moved her hand from his bicep to the back of his neck, keeping Ethan close to her as their lips locked together repeatedly. Their swaying had stopped but the music continued as the world disappeared around the pair.

Ethan dropped (Y/N)’s other hand, moving his to the back of (Y/N)’s head. He threaded his fingers through her hair, causing her to sigh happily. Ethan kept (Y/N) firmly pressed against him by keeping his hand on her lower back. He never wanted to forget the feeling of having her right there.

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do

As the song ended, (Y/N) pulled away from Ethan after one final peck. They were silent, their chests heaving in unison as they caught their breaths after their heated kiss. Their faces were flushed as they looked at each other, unsure of what to say or do in that moment.

Without saying anything, Ethan and (Y/N) broke out into a fit of giggles, leaning against each other as they laughed in (Y/N)’s now eerily quiet room. As their laughter died out, Ethan kissed her forehead softly, still holding her close. (Y/N) leaned up, kissing his lips again before finally pulling away.

(Y/N) pulled her phone out of her pocket and pressed play for the next song that was queued. Ethan couldn’t help but smile wider as music filled her room again. Instead of going back to editing the video and stressing like he should have, Ethan decided that singing and dancing, and most likely kissing (Y/N) some more would be better.

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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sleepy spencer cuddles

request: hey! So im new to being an Ethan Simp and I couldn't stop thinking about Ethan streaming or filming or something and he finishes and goes back upstairs and he can't find Spencer anywhere and he keeps calling him but he can't find him so he goes into the bedroom to check on his gf (reader) and see if he's in there and he finds spender curled up under the blanket with you cuddling him fast asleep and he's just like omg and he posts a pic on his ig story and everyone is freaking out bc it's so cute

note: welcome to the world of simping for Ethan!! I hope you like this!

pairing: Ethan x roommate!reader

warnings: none!

word count: ~900

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“I wonder where Spencer went…the Spencer cam has been pretty boring for a while now.” Ethan mentioned, looking back at Spencer’s bed on the floor to see it was still empty. “I guess I’ll go find him when I sign off.” He spoke to himself, looking back up at the camera. He said a quick goodbye to his audience, wishing them a good rest of their day, and stopped his stream.

Sighing, Ethan stood from his chair, stretching his sore joints that ached after sitting in the same position for hours without much of a break. He called for Spencer softly, knowing that his girlfriend was most likely taking a nap.. There was no response from his canine companion, who typically came running whenever Ethan called his name.

Ethan let his room, looking both ways in the hallway for any sign of Spencer. It was eerily calm as dim light from the bedroom flooded into the hallway, flickering to indicate that (Y/N) was watching a show or video. Ethan could hear the laugh track quietly as he walked closer to the door.

Ethan poked his head into the room, ready to ask his girlfriend what they should eat for dinner. He saw her figure laying on the bed with her back to him, her body moving as she breathed lightly. He pouted, seeing her curl up further around whatever was in front of her. Ethan walked around the bed to see her face and to give her a kiss on the forehead but stopped in his tracks as he saw what she was wrapped around.

Spencer was curled in a ball directly in front of (Y/N), nestled perfectly in the space between (Y/N)’s thighs and her torso. Her arm was wrapped loosely around Spencer’s body, holding the dog close as she slept. Spencer sighed, opening his eyes as the floor creaked underneath Ethan’s feet. Ethan reached down, petting his head lightly. His heart melted as Spencer stretched, pushing himself further into (Y/N)’s torso.

He couldn’t help but smile as he watched the pair cuddle and nap together. His heart felt warm as he realized that they were like a little family, and treated Spencer like they would treat their own child.

Ethan pulled out his phone, taking a quick picture of the pair at the height of the bed. He posted it to his Instagram story with an adorable love song playing in the background without a second thought, unable to get over just how adorable the sight was.

Ethan walked back around the bed to get to his side of the bed, climbing in as gently as possible so he didn’t wake up (Y/N). As careful as he was, (Y/N) still stirred as her weight shifted towards the dip in the bed that Ethan had created.

“Hi, bub.” She mumbled tiredly, feeling Ethan wrap his arm around her waist from behind her, moving his body closer until her back was against his chest.

“Go back to sleep.” He shushed her. “You’re so cute.” He mumbled, kissing her shoulder softly before setting his head down on the pillow.

“But you already woke me up.” She whined, twisting her torso so she could look at his face. “What time is it?” She asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“It’s about four.” He said, kissing her forehead.

“I should get up anyway.” (Y/N) mumbled, letting out a sigh as she thought about needing to get up to get food.

“No, but you and Spencer are so cute. Just stay here for another minute.” He begged, propping himself up on his elbow so he could get a better look at the pair.

Ethan’s phone suddenly began to buzz wildly, causing him and (Y/N) to furrow their brows in confusion.

“You’re very popular today.” (Y/N) laughed, hearing the non-stop notification buzz.

“What’s happening?” He asked, turning to pick his phone up off the nightstand. It was several notifications from his friends, telling him to check what was trending on Twitter. He scrolled through all of the messages, still confused about what was happening.

“Is everything okay?” (Y/N) asked. Ethan glanced at her before opening up Twitter, just like his friends were begging him to do.

“Yeah, it’s just…literally everybody I know is telling me to check Twitter right now.” He mumbled in response, waiting for the app to open on his phone. When it finally loaded, he clicked on the trending page to see what his friends were still telling him to see.

The first place in trending for the United States was “(Y/N) and Spencer.”

“Ethan, are you okay?” (Y/N) asked, growing more concerned that he hadn’t said anything else.

“I’m fine, bubba.” He said, smiling down at her. “Just look.” He turned his phone screen so she could see it. As she read the first trending spot, she looked up at Ethan for an explanation. “I might have posted a picture of you cuddled up with Spencer on my Instagram story.” Ethan explained, blushing with embarrassment. “You were just so cute and you both looked so peaceful, I wanted everybody to see how adorable my girlfriend is.”

“You’re so sweet.” She grinned, placing her hands on either side of his face. “Come here.” She said softly, pulling him down to her face so she could kiss him softly on the lips. Ethan pulled away, smiled, then leaned back down to kiss her lips briefly again. “So show me this picture that’s apparently going viral.”

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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the fanfic writing moodboard:

(ive felt all of these on intense levels)

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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my boyfriend turns me into an e-girl

request: can you do a corpse x reader where reader has a youtube channel that’s kinda unnus annus esq where theyre just trying different things every video but corpse is in a lot of them except he’s off camera so it’s just a hand doing stuff - like “my boyfriend turns me into an e girl”, “painting my boyfriends hand” and stuff like that! (it’s like he’s the amy and the annus of the channel)

note: my first corpse fic! please be nice to me lol

pairing: corpse husband x reader

warnings: none!

word count: ~1.7k

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(Y/N) giggled, looking at her boyfriend as he repeatedly stuck his hand in and out of frame, teasing the audience with the jewelry that decorated his hands. He couldn’t help but laugh at the action, finding the reveal of his hand hilarious. He had figured out exactly where he needed to stand so he would be almost completely out of view of the camera.

With the exception of his hand, of course.

As (Y/N) began to recite her intro and introduce the video, he ran his fingers through her hair, scratching her scalp lightly. (Y/N) found it hard to focus while he was simply touching her. His touch was addictive, and she was constantly drunk on it.

“So, Corpse?” (Y/N) asked, getting his attention and stopping his movement. “Are you ready to turn me into an e-girl?” She asked, raising her eyebrows at her showstopping boyfriend.

“Hell yeah.” He responded simply.

“What’s first?” She questioned, seeing the different clothes, shoes, makeup, and accessories in front of her.

“First, I’d say we should change your outfit.” He said, looking at the clothing that she was currently wearing.

“What’s wrong with my fit?” She asked him, looking down at the cardigan she had draped over her shoulders and the plain white t-shirt underneath it.

“Your fit?” He repeated, laughing at the slang she used. “Nothing, baby. It’s cute, but it’s not e-girl.”

“What is it?” She questioned, causing him to pause for a moment. He looked over her outfit again, thinking to himself. (Y/N) couldn’t help but blush under his gaze.

“Elementary school art teacher.” He finally responded. “But like…hot elementary school art teacher. You’re very Space Girl, we need you to be more…more…” He struggled to find a comparison.

“E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY LIFE?” She suggested the title of his own song, causing him to sigh.

“Yes, exactly. Fuck, why didn’t I think of that one first?” He laughed, starting to pick up the clothes in front of him. “I picked out fishnet stockings, a black leather skirt, the classic black and white long-sleeve undershirt, and a cropped black shirt. Along with some other accessories that we’ll put on later.” He said, handing (Y/N) the pile.

“Alright, so I’ll go get changed.” She grinned, standing from her seat to go to her bathroom. Corpse had come over to her apartment to help her film the idea he had helped her come up with one day two weeks ago.

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“Babe, I don’t know what else to do.” (Y/N) groaned, covering her face with her hands out of frustration. “I’m burnt out. My brain is soup.” She said dramatically, flopping back on his bed, causing him to laugh.

“Your brain is soup?” He questioned, laying down next to the aggravated woman. “What kind of soup?”

“Not even a good kind of soup. One that’s mostly broth, it doesn’t have noodles or vegetables or anything.” She described as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his side, so her head rested on his chest.

“Well it just so happens that I like that kind of soup.” He said sweetly, kissing the top of her head.

“You’re too good to me.” (Y/N) smiled, pressing a soft kiss to his sweatshirt clad chest. “But seriously, baby, I need a good idea.” She sighed, moving her hand so she could play with the hem of his sweatshirt. The hems of his sweatshirt showed that it was obviously well-loved. They were worn and almost to the point of fraying, but he loved wearing it like it was new.

“What if I turn you into an e-girl?” He suggested, almost as a joke. “I mean, you have all the clothing pieces separately…we could just put them together.”

(Y/N) was silent for a moment, thinking about the idea. It would be a great video. Plus, Corpse would be the perfect person to turn her into an e-girl. She propped herself up on her elbow so she could look down at her boyfriend. He grinned, a light blush dusting his cheeks as she looked down at him.

“You, my love, are a genius.” She complimented before leaning down to give him a short kiss on the lips. As she pulled away, his hand came up to hold the back of her neck, pulling her back in to kiss him again.

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“Holy shit.” Corpse said, not as quietly as he had hoped, once (Y/N) re-entered the room in the outfit he had chosen for her. (Y/N) giggled, heat rising in her cheeks as he looked her over with a hungry look in his eyes.

“What?” She asked, smiling innocently. “Need to tell me something?”

“Nothing…nothing.” He responded, averting his eyes. He played with the eyeliner pencil in front of him to keep himself distracted as (Y/N) padded softly across the room until she was right in front of him.

“Are you sure?” She teased, causing his heart rate to quicken. He didn’t want to outright admit that seeing her like that was making him feel like the room was suddenly uncomfortably warm.

“Yeah…I’m sure.” He said quietly, not daring to make eye contact with her as he rolled the sleeves of his sweatshirt up to expose his forearms. (Y/N) smirked as she sat back in the seat in front of the camera, waiting for her next instruction.

“Baby?” She asked, causing Corpse to snap out of his thoughts. “What’s next?”

“Oh…I think makeup would be next since your hair already looks pretty good.” He said. Corpse began to space out again as he watched her apply the makeup to her face, settling on pink eyeshadow and winged eyeliner, with tiny hearts drawn underneath her eyes. His hand quickly made its way to the back of her head, scratching her scalp comfortingly.

Everything about her made him feel safe. He felt incredibly lucky to have found such a great person to spend his time with. He zoned out looking at her gorgeous face, admiring the way she carried herself. She was confident in who she was, knew exactly what she wanted, and she strove to put the best content she possibly could out there at all times.

She was ridiculously caring. On days when he felt like the world was too much to handle, she always made sure that he ate and at least changed his clothes if he didn’t feel like showering. She would go grocery shopping for him if he was too anxious to, she’d cook for him if she knew he hadn’t eaten, she would even lay awake with him when he was unable to get some rest and just hold him to try to lull him to sleep.

She was amazing.

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(Y/N) huffed as she put the last of the groceries that she had just bought away, turning to the stove as the water began to boil. She poured the box of macaroni into the pot, stirring with a wooden spoon to make sure that the tiny Spongebob-shaped noodles wouldn’t clump together. She tapped the spoon against the side of the pot to shake of the excess water and set it down on the counter next to the stove.

She gasped as a pair of arms weaved themselves around her waist, going underneath her arms to pull her close. The person behind her kissed her shoulder softly before resting their head on top of hers.

“Hello, sunshine.” A deep voice mumbled in her ear, letting her know that it was her boyfriend who was holding her. She turned in his arms, resting her arms on his shoulders. She leaned back on the counter in his grasp so she could look at his face properly.

“Hi, honey.” She smiled at him, proud that he had gotten up that day. She knew that it had been a difficult day for him. “I’m making us some mac and cheese.” She told him, nodding towards the pot that was on the stove.

“What shapes did you get this time?” He asked tiredly. It was obvious he slept even less than usual that night.

“Spongebob. The most superior mac and cheese noodle shape.” She said, leaning up to kiss him softly on the cheek. “Did you sleep at all last night?” She asked worriedly. He shook his head wordlessly, unable to look her in the eyes. She pouted sadly in response, giving his other cheek a kiss. “How about we eat some food when this is done, and then we can go take a nap together. Does that sound okay?” She suggested.

“That sounds fucking amazing.” He muttered, lazily kissing the top of her head.

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“Corpse?” She asked worriedly, realizing he hadn’t said anything in a few moments. His eyes refocused on her, seeing she was in the middle of applying blush to the tip of her nose. “Honey, are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” He responded. (Y/N) raised an eyebrow at him, trying to get him to tell her what was on his mind. “I’m just thinking about you and how amazing you are.” He said shyly, causing her to blush even pinker than the makeup made her appear.

“You’re so sweet.” She smiled, growing even more flustered when he reached out to cup her cheek, running his thumb across the soft flesh. He guided her up, so her face was just out of frame of the camera and pressed his lips against hers hungrily. He pulled away, smiling to himself about how flustered she had become.

(Y/N) had a dazed look on her face as she sat back in her chair. She was still staring up at her boyfriend with a dopey smile on her face, not saying a single word. She was barely focused on the video anymore; all she could think about was Corpse.

“Sunshine?” He asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. “We still need to give you some chains and rings, we aren’t done with your transformation yet.”

“Oh…right.” (Y/N) blushed, embarrassed that she had completely zoned out in the middle of making her own video.

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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the one where everybody finds out

request: concept: reader and eef are secret friends w benefits and also secretly in love w each other , mark and amy find out abt the fwb sitch and decide to tease/troll them so they confess , but it ends with reader or eef confess their love and its all intense and sweet between them and mark and amy are just like ‘we knew u guys were fucking but we didnt know u were in love !!’ a la phoebe in that episode of friends (ep14s5) 🥺🥺 just a thought hbhsbdb

note: YES! I L O V E turning FRIENDS and other shows into fics. it’s my favorite right next to best friends to lovers fics tbh

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: spicy

word count:~3.7k

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The first time Ethan and (Y/N) hooked up was after a Camp Unus Annus video where Ethan had tried to crack a few jokes that flopped horribly and would be most likely edited out because of the dead silence that fell afterwards.

They sat together on the porch of the cabin they had rented late at night, looking up at the stars. Amy and Mark had gone off to build a fire, since they had been craving s’mores all day. They were far enough away where they could barely see what (Y/N) and Ethan were up to.

Ethan held his face in his hands as his feet dangled off the side of the porch. (Y/N) placed a hand on his thigh comfortingly, squeezing it gently in the process. They each had a mixed drink that Amy had made next to them, slowly getting warmer due to the warm night.

“I was laughing.” (Y/N) told him, trying to make him feel better. Ethan uncovered his face, still not moving from the position with his eyes closed so he didn’t have to see her pitiful gaze.

“Out loud?” Ethan asked, his face still pink from embarrassment. (Y/N) took her hand from his thigh, interlocking her fingers in her own lap as she let out a soft sigh.

“Well, I didn’t want everyone to think I was stupid.” She said quietly, trying not to hurt his feelings. “Besides, at least you didn’t have the worst day today. Some woman at that diner where we got food this morning said that my son was very sweet after Mark held the door open for her.”

“To be fair, you were dressed a little ‘mom-ish’ if you know what I mean.” Ethan shrugged, giving her a sad smile. “But that lady was crazy, okay? There’s no way you look like Mark’s mother.” He told her and leaned back on his hands to sit more comfortably.

“Then why did she say it?” She questioned him.

“Because she’s crazy! After she said that, she asked me how high school was going.”

“Well yeah, but she was asking me where my husband was, and it just made me all sad because I’m still single and I have been for so long. Maybe I’ll never have another significant other again.”

“You know…that is…who wouldn’t want you?” Ethan asked her sweetly, raising one hand to place it on her shoulder. (Y/N) blushed at the compliment.

“Please, I’m a single mom at twenty-three with a thirty-year-old son!” She smiled and rolled her eyes before downing the rest of her drink.

Later that night, when Mark and Amy had gone to bed, (Y/N) found herself standing in front of Ethan’s bedroom door in her pajamas. He was still awake, his leg bouncing as he sat on the edge of his bed. He was thinking of her and the interaction they had shared on the porch that evening. He could still feel her gentle touch on his thigh. A quiet knock on the door broke him from his thoughts.

Ethan made his way to the door and opened it to reveal a very upset looking (Y/N). He stepped out of the way for her to move past him and further into his room before closed the door behind her. He tried not to stare at her revealing pajamas just as much as (Y/N) tried to ignore the fact that Ethan was only wearing shorts.

“So…you’re not still upset about what that woman told you, are you?” Ethan asked her, walking towards where she stood in the middle of the room. (Y/N) looked down at her feet for a moment before answering.

“Wouldn’t you be?” She questioned, folding her arms over her stomach insecurely.

“Well, look. It’s been a very emotional time. We’ve had a rough few days, we’ve been drinking tonight, and you’ve just gotta let that go, okay?” Ethan asked, trying to offer her support. “I mean, you were the most beautiful woman at that diner, mask and all.”

“Really?” (Y/N) asked, her face softening.

“Are you kidding? You’re the most beautiful woman basically wherever we go –.” Ethan began complimenting her, but his words were cut off by (Y/N) throwing herself at him, pressing her lips firmly against his.

He gasped as her lips hit his and his mind went completely blank, but he immediately wrapped his arms around her to pull her in closer. (Y/N) held the back of his neck to deepen the kiss. They breathed heavily against each other, locking their lips together a few more times, and moaning softly. Ethan pulled away quickly, taking a step back from (Y/N).

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. What’s happening? You and I just made out. You and I are making out?” He spoke out loud, trying to make sense of what was happening. His mind was moving faster than he could process.

“Well, not anymore.” She smiled nervously, gesturing to the space he had put between them. There was a moment of silence.

“But we don’t do that.” Ethan pointed out obviously.

“I know…I just thought it might be fun.” (Y/N) shrugged, her stomach in knots while she tried to figure out how Ethan was feeling. There was another moment of silence as they both thought about where they should go from here.

“How drunk are you?” Ethan asked, suddenly concerned with how ‘there’ (Y/N) was. They had a few drinks earlier on the porch while they were talking. Not enough to be fully drunk, but Ethan was still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

“Drunk enough to give me a little confidence and know I wanna do this, but not drunk enough where you’re taking advantage of me.” She told him. Ethan was silent for a moment, (Y/N) could see the wheels spinning in his head.

“That’s the perfect amount.” He shrugged, pulling her to the edge of the bed so they could sit down. Ethan sat first, pulling (Y/N) down so she was straddling his lap. Ethan wasted no time reconnecting their lips haphazardly, wanting to kiss her as much as possible that night in case they never would again. (Y/N) pulled away for a moment, a puzzled look on her face.

“You know what’s weird?” She asked him.

“What?” He asked, keeping their faces as close as possible so he could press his lips against hers again once she was finished talking.

“This doesn’t feel weird.”

“I know.” He nodded in agreement.

“You’re a really good kisser.” She complimented, pulling him back in for another short kiss.

“Well I have kissed over two women.” He bragged sarcastically, pressing his lips against hers again passionately.

Ethan’s hands moved from (Y/N)’s lower back to her hips, squeezing roughly as she moaned against him. (Y/N) raked her nails gently against his back, causing Ethan to let out a groan. He pulled away from her again, causing (Y/N) to whimper from the loss of contact.

“Wanna get under the covers?” He asked her.

(Y/N) nodded excitedly and climbed off of his lap to move to one side of his bed. Ethan scooted himself back until he could pull the covers over himself. (Y/N) practically dove under the covers, barely able to contain her excitement. (Y/N) quickly pulled her top off and began shimmying off her shorts while Ethan threw his across the room. (Y/N) looked at him with amazement.

“Wow, you are really fast!” She said, looking between him and the shorts before tossing her clothes over his side of the bed and on to the floor.

“It bodes well for me that speed impresses you.” He joked, causing (Y/N) to laugh.

She turned to him, suddenly serious as she held the blanket close to her chest, almost clinging on to the last layer between her naked body and Ethan’s eyes.

“We’re gonna see each other naked.” She told him. He nodded excitedly in response. “You wanna do it at the same time?” She asked, shifting anxiously underneath the sheets.

“On the count of three?” Ethan suggested.

“Okay…one.” (Y/N) began the count.

“Two, three.” They said together. After three, they lifted up the edge of the blanket so they could see each other completely naked for the first time. Their glance only lasted a few moments, anxiousness getting the best of them as they let the blanket fall back down at the same time and looked over at each other. There was a moment of silence as they just blushed and stared at each other.

“Well…I think it’s safe to say that our friendship is effectively ruined.” Ethan said, breaking their silence. (Y/N) was silent for a moment, smiling.

“Eh, we weren’t that close anyway.” She shrugged, shifting so she was closer to Ethan. Ethan copied her actions, wrapping his arms around her to pull her in.

Ethan pressed their lips together again, unable to focus on anything besides the feeling of her bare skin against his. (Y/N) threw her leg over Ethan’s hips, pulling the lower half of his body closer until it was completely pressed up against her.

The morning after their first night together, the pair were woken up by a sudden knocking on the door, followed by Mark throwing it open noisily.

“Ethan, are you ready for today?” He asked excitedly and very loudly, waking up the two occupants of the room. (Y/N) was still curled up under the sheets while Ethan stuck his head out to see Mark.

“Hell yeah!” Ethan cheered back; his voice was still groggy from sleep. Mark cheered loudly before exiting and slamming the door shut again. (Y/N) threw the covers off of herself hearing his footsteps retreat down the hall again.

“Do you think he knew I was here?” She asked Ethan worriedly, who shrugged in response.

After a few days, and after living with Mark and Amy, Ethan and (Y/N) found it extremely difficult to hide their feelings for each other when there were other people around. They became noticeably more affectionate with each other, nice beforehand they barely hugged let alone kiss each other on the cheeks.

At first, Mark and Amy separately thought to themselves that maybe they had just grown closer over the course of Camp Unus Annus, but then they started to think about the possibility of there being something more.

Amy had overheard an extremely explicit conversation while she was walking past Ethan’s room late one night, where she heard (Y/N) let out a breathy moan. She covered her mouth as she ran to the room she shared with Mark; her eyes wider than saucers.

Mark had gone into Ethan’s room to borrow his laptop while Ethan wasn’t there and was shocked to find a pair of women’s underwear sticking out from halfway underneath the bed, and an open condom wrapper in the garbage. He grabbed Ethan’s laptop quickly and made his way to his own room, where he shut the door and stood there with his jaw hung open for a moment.

The couple had tried to figure out how to tell each other what they had discovered after their friends had become more affectionate seemingly overnight but didn’t know how without outright saying what they thought was happening. Mark was seated on the edge of their bed in the cabin, watching Amy pace back and forth, trying to figure out how to discuss what she had overheard with Mark. He watched her suspicious behavior, also thinking about how he could tell her about what he had seen. It was late at night, and the pair couldn’t sleep without getting this secret off of their chests.

“Do you know something?” Mark asked Amy.

“Do you know something?” She repeated to him.

“I might know something.” He answered vaguely.

“I might know something too.” She responded quickly and hushed, so (Y/N) and Ethan might not overhear them talking across the hall.

“What’s the thing that you know?” Mark questioned.

“Oh no, I can’t tell you what I know until you tell me what you know.”

“Well I can’t tell you what I know.”

“Then I can’t tell you what I know.” Amy shrugged.

“Okay, fine.” Mark shrugged, shifting as Amy sat down next to him on the edge of their bed. They sat in silence, playing with their fingers nervously as they waited for each other to make a sudden confession about what they had seen or overheard. They snuck a few glances at each other while the other was turned away. Mark finally turned to Amy slowly, causing her to turn away from him quickly.

“You don’t know.” He squinted his eyes at her.

“Okay, how about I go over there into Ethan’s bedroom and I will see the thing that I think that I know is actually the thing that I think that I know!” Amy said, quickly standing up from her seat to walk over to the door, placing her hand on the doorknob almost threateningly. Mark’s mouth fell open in shock and excitement, realizing that they had both been referencing the same thing the entire time. He stood up and gasped, pointing at her accusingly.

“You know!” He exclaimed.

“And you know!” Amy responded, pointing back at him.

“Yeah, I know!”

“Ethan and (Y/N)!” Amy whispered suddenly, so the busy occupants across the hall didn’t hear what they were discussing. “This is unbelievable! How long have you known?”

“Oh, too long! Amy, I’ve been dying to talk to somebody about this!”

Ethan and (Y/N) were blissfully unaware that their closest friends knew their biggest secret for nearly a month. Once Camp Unus Annus had ended, they were able to comfortably visit each other without sneaking around and were able to openly show their affection.

Cooking together, watching movies, playing games, taking romantic baths with champagne, almost anything they could do privately together they did. (Y/N) and Ethan couldn’t figure out why they had been so infatuated with each other since the beginning. They had become so incredibly attached to each other over such a short period of time that they nearly got whiplash. They both found themselves awake later than usual on nights that they weren’t together, wondering if the other person was thinking about them too.

To the outside, however, they just seemed more flirtatious and touchier than they ever had been with each other. They always seemed to be near each other. They had become so attached that it was difficult for Mark and Amy to act like they didn’t know what was really happening. They were sick of their best friends sneaking around and hiding their relationship, so Mark took the liberty of inviting one of their other closest friends to help the pair realize how they truly felt about each other.

“Oh, Amy. Come here!” Mark called while he was on Skype with Seán McLoughlin. Amy entered the room, seeing Seán on the screen of Mark’s computer. “Seán knows about Ethan and (Y/N).”

“You mean…how they’re friends and nothing more?” Amy asked Mark suspiciously, causing Mark and Seán to chuckle to themselves.

“No, Amy, he knows. Ethan was on Discord with Seán before they started to stream, and I guess Ethan thought his camera was off because (Y/N) just came in and kissed him. Seán saw the whole thing.” Mark explained.

“It’s true. It was pretty cute actually.”

“Why don’t we just tell them that we know?” Amy asked the pair. “I mean, I did kinda let (Y/N) know that I knew.”

“Wait, so they know that you know, Amy, but they don’t know that Mark knows?” Seán asked, trying to get the story straight.

“Yes. But you know what, now it doesn’t matter who knows what. Now, enough of us know that we can just tell them we know!”

“Or, we could not tell them we know and have a little fun of our own.” Mark smiled almost evilly, looking between Amy and Seán to see if either of them agreed with him. Seán had an amused look on his face, while Amy looked to be disapproving of his suggestion.

“Do tell, Mark.” Seán said excitedly.

“So, I was thinking. We livestream with them, maybe just a small group of people so there’s less interference. Seán, you just flirt up a storm with (Y/N). It’ll make Ethan really jealous, and if I know Ethan, which I’d like to think I know him pretty well at this point, I know he’ll get flustered enough where he’ll just admit it.” Mark explained, looking back at Amy for approval.

“I think it’s a wonderful plan.” Seán responded.

“I don’t know. What if he gets all embarrassed because he’s on a livestream? You wouldn’t want him to do that in front of a huge audience.” Amy said, shaking her head.

“Okay, so what about if we just play a game with some people?” Mark modified his fool-proof, master plan.

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“I’m so excited to play with you guys!” (Y/N) said cheerily. Ethan had helped her set up in another room in his house to play since they had planned to hang out anyway.

“It’s always a pleasure to have you with us, (Y/N).” Seán started off with a friendly tone, wanting to work his way up to being flirtatious.

“Aww, thank you, Seán.” (Y/N) said sweetly. “I’m not too sure how to play, so maybe you boys can help me a little.”

“We can help you out, (Y/N).” Ethan said excitedly. “Luckily we aren’t streaming, so you can just figure it out as we go too.” He was very happy to be playing with (Y/N).

It wasn’t long before they had played a few casual rounds of Party Animals, letting (Y/N) get used to the controls before they started to try harder.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! They’re getting it!” Seán yelled, realizing the other team was stealing the giant gummy bear he had almost brought back for his team single-handedly.

“Seán you’ve got such a dirty mouth, oh my god.” (Y/N) laughed, hearing the Irishman curse repeatedly under his breath.

“I may have a dirty mouth, but I can do great things with it.” Seán flirted with her. The other people in the call besides (Y/N) and Ethan began laughing at his cheesy line. (Y/N) didn’t respond, ignoring the line. Ethan couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy in his chest.

“Why?” (Y/N) mumbled under her breath, not heard over the laughter of the other men.

“God, that was so bad.” Felix laughed loudly.

“Hey, hey (Y/N).” Seán tried to get her attention. “My tongue can do a better job of teasing you than my words can.”

“Oh my god.” (Y/N) let out an exasperated sigh.

“What’s up, (Y/N)? Cat got your tongue?” Mark asked her.

“I’m just not in the mood for that.” She said quietly, only wanting the attention of Ethan.

“Hey, hey (Y/N).” Seán started again.

“Seán, can you stop flirting with (Y/N)?” Ethan interjected, causing the rest of the people in the call to fall silent.

“Why –?” Seán began to ask but was cut off by Ethan.

“Because I’m in love with her.” Ethan said quickly.

“You what?” Seán asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, that’s right. I love her. I love her.” Ethan repeated. His eyes widened as he realized what he had just confessed.

“What?” (Y/N)’s voice rang clearly through the headset.

Ethan took his headphones off and made his way quickly to the room that (Y/N) had been set up in to play games. He needed to say it to her in person.

“Ethan?” (Y/N) asked for him through her microphone, not realizing that he had left his gaming room. A hand tapped her shoulder, causing her to turn around. She looked up to see Ethan, who quickly pulled (Y/N) up from her seat so she could look at him more directly.

“I love you, (Y/N).” He told her seriously, pulling her close by the waist. (Y/N) smiled back at him shyly, bringing her arms up to rest on his shoulders.

“I love you too, Ethan.” She said softly, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. Ethan smiled against her lips, holding her closely even after they broke the kiss

The guys still on the Discord call cheered loudly in the background after hearing every word that was said in the room between them.

“I knew you guys were fucking, I just didn’t know you were in love!” Mark said in the background.

“Also this was a plan, sorry for the uncomfortable, vomit-worthy lines.” Seán apologized.

“That’s okay, Seán.” (Y/N) smiled, leaning into Ethan’s embrace. “As long as you never use those lines on another woman ever again.”

“I swear I’ll never utter those words again.” Seán promised her.

“Do you guys mind if we hop off? I think (Y/N) and I need some alone time.” Ethan said, causing the boys to tease him in response. Ethan told (Y/N) he’d be right back, then he left the room to shut down his computer.

“Yeah, we know what that really means, Ethan.” Felix cheered.

“Have fun sucking di –.” Mark began to say but was cut off by (Y/N) exiting Discord and the game. (Y/N) shut down her computer and was about to go meet Ethan in the hall when she was suddenly spun into Ethan’s arms.

Ethan kissed her softly on the lips, savoring the feeling of them molding together. (Y/N) let out a happy sigh, holding Ethan close by the shirt collar. Ethan pulled away, smiling goofily down at (Y/N).

“Can you say it again?” (Y/N) asked him shyly, her heart swelling as she thought about the confession they had just made in front of their closest friends.

“I love you, (Y/N).” He told her with a wide smile, resting their foreheads together.

“I love you too, Ethan.”

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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you’re smushing me

request: okay but hear me out... sleepy cuddles and tickle fights with Ethan....

note: YES! YES! YES! that’s all I have to say about THAT!

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: none!

word count: ~800

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“Honey? Where’s my super suit?” Frozone’s voice rang out throughout (Y/N) and Ethan’s living room. “Where. Is. My. Super. Suit?”

“I uh…I put it away.” His wife’s voice responded.

“(Y/N)?” Ethan asked, realizing she wasn’t laughing along with him. The only response that came from her was her nuzzling her head further into his chest. “Baby, wake up, you wanted to watch this movie just for this part.”

“The greater good? I am your wife! I’m the greatest good you are ever gonna get!” Honey’s voice came again from the television.

A soft sigh came from (Y/N), signaling that she was almost asleep. Ethan pouted, and felt conflicted. He loved that she was falling asleep on him, but he also wanted to make her laugh and hear her giggle.

“Baby?” He tried again, seeing if she would miraculously wake up.

She didn’t even stir, continuing to snore quietly on his chest. He sighed, thinking about what he should do next.

(Y/N) woke up with a yelp followed quickly by laughter as fingers dug into her sides, tickling her until she woke up.

“Stop! Stop!” She laughed, trying to push the hands away. She looked up to find the culprit to see Ethan smiling down at her as she continued to laugh uncontrollably.

“What’re you gonna do about it?” Ethan teased her, continuing to tickle her.

“I’m gonna fucking pee!” She managed to get out between laughs. “Stop!” She couldn’t stop the laughter coming out of her mouth. Ethan finally stopped, giving her a chance to catch her breath. As she panted, she looked up at Ethan to see a shit-eating grin decorated his handsome face.

“I love you so much.” He said sweetly, kissing her on the forehead, trying to stop the inevitable revenge that (Y/N) was planning.

“I love you too.” She responded, pressing a soft kiss to his jawline. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” She rested her head against his chest again.

“Yeah.” He hummed in agreement. (Y/N) picked her head up to look at him, an expectant expression on her face. “Yes, my dear?”

“This is the part where you compliment me.” She said with a pout, giving Ethan her best pleading eyes.

“Oh, is it?” He asked sarcastically, causing her to drop the pout.

“Oh, that’s it.” (Y/N) said. Before Ethan could ask what was happening, (Y/N) swung her leg over Ethan so she could sit on his lap. Ethan was barely able to process what was happening before (Y/N) dug her fingers into his sides like he had done to wake her up.

Ethan cried out, unable to stop the giggling that was coming from him. He frantically tried to grab (Y/N)’s wrists to stop her tickling. Every time he got close, she managed to pull her wrist from his grasp and continue to tickle his stomach.

“(Y/N)!” He giggled, still trying to grab ahold of her wrists. “Stop!”

Ethan decided he had enough of her tickling, and managed to flip them by his hips, landing with (Y/N) underneath him. His knees landed on either side of her hips, and he had managed to grab her wrists, which were now pinned down against the sofa. (Y/N) gasped as her back hit the seat of the couch cushions, looking up at Ethan with the most innocent look she could manage as if she wasn’t tickling him mercilessly only moments ago.

“Hi.” She said innocently, smiling up at her boyfriend.

“Hi.” He responded, leaning down to give her a quick peck on the lips. He let go of her wrists in the process.

Ethan lowered himself until he was laying completely on top of (Y/N), causing her to laugh and groan underneath his weight. He nuzzled his head into her neck, kissing it lightly once before letting out a happy sigh.

“You’re smushing me!” She laughed; her voice strained from the new weight added to her torso. “Ethan, I can’t breathe!” He shushed her comically, like one would shush a crying baby to lull them back to sleep.

“Hush now, (Y/N), just let it happen.” He whispered in her ear. “I deserve this after your tickle attack.”

“You deserve to smush me?”

“Yes.”

(Y/N) let out a large sigh, wrapping her arms around Ethan to bring him somehow closer to her.

“You’re lucky I love you.” She said quietly, giving him a kiss on the head.

“I love you too, (Y/N). Now rewind the movie, you missed the part you were waiting for.”

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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a thankmas date

request: can you do an eef fic where he starts a relationship with a celebrity who streams (like an actress who’s in major movies who started streaming for fun during the pandemic)

note: yes yes YES love this idea! honestly kinda love the idea of him starting a relationship with another streamer (even if they’re new)

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: none!

word count:~2.1k

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(Y/N) moved her character around the lobby with Seán, running wildly in circles as they waited for other people to join them.

“Wait, (Y/N), can you switch your color? I don’t want to be that guy, but I usually main dark green.” Seán said, almost embarrassed to ask her to change her color.

“Absolutely!” She responded, moving over to the computer to change the color of her character. “What color should I be? Does anybody usually main yellow?”

“I don’t think so.” Seán told her, heading to the computer as soon as she switched colors.

“I mean if they do, I’ll just change it again.” (Y/N) shrugged, taking a peek at what her chat was saying.

“This is so weird! We don’t usually play with mainstream celebrities.” Seán laughed nervously. “Just…occasionally an American politician.”

“Oh, please, Seán don’t call me a mainstream celebrity.” (Y/N) laughed along with him. “I’m just a normal person today. Hey, thanks again for inviting me to fill the lobby, I’ve wanted to stream basically since I saw your first video playing. Your whole group seems like so much fun.”

“They’re a great group of lads! They also don’t know you’re going to be here today, so don’t act sus. Oh, here’s Ethan. Hi, Ethan!” Seán said, seeing that Ethan had become active in the call.

“Hey, guys! Who’s the other person?” Ethan asked, not recognizing the username.

“It’s (Y/N) (L/N).” Seán answered for her, causing Ethan to go immediately silent.

“Holy shit.” Ethan managed to say before falling silent in shock.

“Hi, Ethan!” (Y/N) said with a smile, causing the chat of her stream to go wild.

“Oh, Ethan…what was the thing you were saying the other day about (Y/N)?” Seán began to tease the younger man, causing Ethan’s eyes to go wide.

“I have…no idea what you’re talking about, Seán.” Ethan said dangerously. “But if you say what I think you’re going to say, I swear the next time you’re in LA it’s on site.”

“On site? What does that mean?” Seán asked, forever behind when it came to gen z’s lingo.

“Like when he sees you, he’s going to fight you.” (Y/N) translated as Ethan giggled in the background. “Why, what don’t you want me to know, Ethan?”

“Oh, Ethan, weren’t you talking about how hot (Y/N) is like just the other day?” Felix asked. He had joined the lobby while Seán and Ethan were going back and forth and had been waiting for the perfect moment to interject.

“Yeah, and how you’d simp for her until the day you die?” Seán continued, laughing with Felix. (Y/N) began to blush and covered her mouth with one hand to hide her expression from her audience.

“Hey, hey, hey, leave the poor guy alone, he’s just a baby. Be nice.” Mark chimed in, being the father figure of the group.

“Yeah, be nice!” Ethan echoed in a childish voice.

“Ethan, stay out of this.” Mark said immediately after, causing the group to laugh. The group fell silent after a moment while they waited for other people to join.

“I’m sorry about that, (Y/N).” Ethan apologized to her. “I didn’t realize this was gonna be such a hostile environment when I suggested that we should invite you.”

“Simp!” Felix yelled, causing Seán to laugh.

“That’s okay. Besides, I guess there’s a bit of mutual simping that’s happening here.” (Y/N) blushed at her confession. Ethan covered his mouth with both of his hands, a wide smile hiding behind it.

“Wait, what?” Mark asked, dumbfounded by the interaction happening over discord.

“Sorry, was that not clear? Did I mute myself by accident?” (Y/N) asked, looking between the characters on the screen that represented the people she was talking to.

“No, no. You were perfectly clear. But really?” Seán asked in disbelief. “You’re a simp for Eef?”

“I mean, yeah. Have you seen him?” (Y/N) shrugged.

“This isn’t real life.” Ethan mumbled. “I have to be dreaming.”

“What, you guys think I can’t simp for a guy that plays videogames for a living?” (Y/N) asked, a playful grin on her face. “I can simp for any person I choose!”

“But you’re literally going to be in a movie with Harry Styles!” Seán said to her.

“Yeah, and? He’s not my type.”

“And Ethan is?”

“He is!”

“Wait, who is who’s type?” Corpse asked as he joined the lobby.

“Ethan is (Y/N)’s type.” Felix informed him.

“Wait, Ethan, weren’t you saying the other day that –.” Corpse began to tease him.

“Already beat you to that, bud.” Seán sighed, leaning back in his chair.

“Damn. You guys should do like a virtual date.” Corpse suggested to the pair. “Also, hello, (Y/N). It’s nice to kinda meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Corpse!” (Y/N) grinned, her jaw dropping slightly at the sound of his voice.

“It can be part of Thankmas! Stream a virtual date!” Seán cheered, clapping his hands. “It’ll be adorable! Please do it!” The lobby was silent for a moment before (Y/N) spoke again.

“I mean, I’m down. Ethan?”

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“So, Ethan. What’re you eating this evening?” (Y/N) asked, taking a sip out of the wine glass in front of her. They had both dressed up for the occasion, as if they were going out to a fancy restaurant.

“I am having…a lovely bowl of spaghetti with some meatballs.” Ethan said, holding his bowl up so she could see. “What’re you eating?” He asked her, taking a bite of his food.

“I’m having (favorite food).” (Y/N) responded, holding her plate up so he could see hers.

“Fuck that looks so good, did you make that?” He asked her. She nodded in response, taking a bite. “I wish I could cook more than this.”

“Well, how about I quarantine for a few weeks, get tested, then come out to you to make you some food?” (Y/N) suggested. “And I’ll teach you how to cook.” She offered, glancing at the chat to see it began to flood with comments, begging them to get together in person and make a cooking video.

“Aren’t you busy with all of your movie stuff?” Ethan asked, feeling his heart beat faster at the thought of actually having his celebrity crush come and stay at his house, and even teach him how to cook.

“Not anymore. My schedule literally just freed up.” (Y/N) grinned, her stomach fluttering with anxiety. “Of course, it’s up to you. No pressure.” Ethan’s phone began to buzz as his friends messaged him. They were watching the streamed event and couldn’t believe what they were watching.

‘YES MAN! GET IT!’ came from Seán.

‘I can’t believe I’m literally watching you go on a date with (Y/N)’ came from Mark

‘You better fucking say yes’ said Felix.

“No pressure? My celebrity crush just asked me if she could quarantine for me, come over and personally teach me how to cook! How is that ‘no pressure?’” Ethan laughed. “Absolutely, please quarantine and come here. I’ll quarantine and get tested too. I really want to learn how to cook from you.” He grinned, blushing as he thought about actually getting to meet her in person.

“Alright, it’s settled. I’m going to schedule a test as soon as we’re done with this date, I’ll quarantine, and then drive out to LA to see you.”

“That sounds amazing.” Ethan smiled, taking another bite of his food. (Y/N) did the same, reading some of the chat as they ate.

“So, Ethan. I’m teaching you something and the chat is begging us to make a YouTube video about it. What’re you going to teach me when I get there?” (Y/N) asked him.

“Well, do you play a lot of videogames?” He asked, thinking that they could make a cute video where he taught her to play a not-so-intense game like Animal Crossing.

“Not really, I’ve only played Among Us with you guys a few times, and like…Club Penguin if you count that.” (Y/N) said, laughing about Club Penguin. “It wasn’t that intense, but that coffee bean bag toss game was my shit.

“Oh, hell yeah we count Club Penguin. What puffle color was your favorite?” Ethan asked.

The pair talked for a few hours about Club Penguin, their other hobbies, more pandemic-friendly activities they could do when (Y/N) got to LA, and other personal things to get to know each other while they finished their dinner. They took a brief pause to get dessert and go to the bathroom before returning to finish their ‘date.’

(Y/N) came back and saw that Ethan hadn’t come back from their break. She took a sip of her steaming cup of coffee, looking over to the chat to see if they were saying anything interesting.

“How do you think the date going?” She read aloud. She thought for a moment before responding. “I think it’s actually going really well. I had like a little crush on him before, because I mean…seriously, have you guys seen the guy? So fucking handsome. But we seem to have a lot in common, and I feel like we get along so well. If I actually go to see him in person, I’ll probably have to stay with him for safety purposes with the virus and everything, so I guess we’ll see how that goes. I have high hopes though.” She smiled, blushing like a schoolgirl as she thought about staying over at Ethan’s for an extended period of time.

“Sorry, what was that you said about me?” Ethan’s voice suddenly came from (Y/N)’s computer, showing him walking back with a plate and a mug of something that was steaming.

“Nothing, I didn’t say anything.” (Y/N) teased, not wanting to think he had caught her gushing over him.

“Was it… ‘so fucking handsome?’ Is that what you said?” Ethan smiled, causing (Y/N) to blush even more.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She blushed, averting her eyes from the screen. She turned her face away to try to hide how much she was blushing.

“Why are you getting all shy on me now?” Ethan teased her, smiling as she turned redder and redder. “Why are you hiding your pretty face?”

“Pretty face?” She asked, looking back at him.

“You heard me.” He grinned flirtatiously. Ethan’s phone buzzed as his friends messaged him more, not believing what they were watching.

“You’re too sweet, Ethan.” She gushed, covering her mouth to show how wide her grin was. “Thank you so much for taking me on this virtual date.”

“(Y/N), thank you for sitting down with me for the night.” Ethan said, pushing the glasses he wore back up his nose. “I had a really great time.”

“Me too! And I can’t wait to actually see you in person.”

“Same here! This is so surreal; I can’t believe you’re actually going to come and see me.”

“You should decide what foods we’re going to make when I’m there, I want to make some of your favorite foods.”

“Well shit, I was gonna say we should make whatever you made tonight.” Ethan said, causing the pair to laugh.

“We’ll brainstorm more during our two weeks of quarantine.” (Y/N) suggested. Ethan nodded in agreement. (Y/N) yawned tiredly, covering her mouth to not seem rude.

“Are you tired? What time is it there?” Ethan asked, glancing at his clock to see it was almost midnight for him.

“About two in the morning.” (Y/N) responded sheepishly. Ethan’s jaw dropped.

“Two A.M.?” He exclaimed in a childish voice. “What are you doing, silly? You have to get to bed!”

“I wanted to talk to you!” She imitated the cute voice he was using.

“But sleep!”

“But you!”

“(Y/N), I feel awful keeping you up. Get some rest, we can talk more over the next two weeks of quarantine.”

“Are you sure? I can stay up.” (Y/N) offered, suddenly becoming aware of just how heavy her eyelids were becoming.

“Please, get some rest.” Ethan begged.

“Alright, fine. You’ve convinced me.” (Y/N) gave him a tired smile. “I’ll talk to you soon, Ethan?”

“Absolutely.” Ethan said with a smile.

“Good. Goodnight, Ethan.” (Y/N) blew him a kiss.

“Goodnight, (Y/N).” Ethan responded by catching the kiss through the screen.

(Y/N) clicked to end the call and ended her side of the stream so she could get ready for bed.

Ethan leaned back in his chair, sighing happily. He blushed as he thought about just how well the night went and how amazing (Y/N) was. He looked back at the chat, seeing it was full of hearts and fans were leaving kind messages about how the pair seemed like they were meant to be together.

“I’ve got it so bad, guys.” Ethan told them, covering his wide smile with his hands.

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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Hey, can I ask if you have posted or will post request guidelines? Just if I request something in the future I want to know what you're comfortable and uncomfortable writing about :)

I haven't posted them yet but they are just sitting in my drafts, waiting for be posted! I'm trying to figure out exactly where the line is though, so it might be a little bit before I post it!

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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your writing is honestly addictive i could just sit here and read it all day omg 🥺

you're so sweet omg 🥺 thank you!!

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ourelectriclove · 3 years

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please take a break

request: would you be able to write a little fic where reader is just overwhelmed and anxious and ethan just holds them and tells them it’ll be okay and stuff it doesn’t have to be too long i just think a ton of us could use it right now with finals coming up and everything’s so stressful hhhhh by the way i love your writing so much you’re so talented

note: thank you so much! I feel so loved because everybody hypes me up all the time and I get such positive feedback! ‘tis short, but honestly writing this made me feel kinda better about my finals

pairing: Ethan x reader

warnings: none

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Ethan heard a heavy sigh come from the cracked door of his roommate’s bedroom. It had been the third heavy sigh in twenty minutes, which felt like a concerning amount to Ethan. He had been monitoring how she was doing based on the noises she was making, since she hadn’t left her room with the exception of eating meals for the past few days. Today had been the first day where she didn’t join Ethan for breakfast or lunch, and it was approaching dinner time.

“(Y/N)?” He asked softly, knocking on the cracked door, causing it to move open slightly. Ethan peeked through the crack, seeing (Y/N) sitting on her bed, legs crossed, and her laptop open in front of her, holding her head in her hands. “(Y/N)?” He repeated, opening the door wider for him to walk through.

“Yeah?” She responded, muffled by her hands being over her mouth.

“Holy shit.” Ethan mumbled, seeing the mess that was around her. There was an empty box of tissues, a mound of used tissues surrounding her garbage can in the corner, more open books than Ethan could count, and a concerning amount of empty Red Bull cans stacked on her dresser. “(Y/N), please take a break.” He begged, moving to sit on the edge of her bed. He moved some books out of his way, piling them on top of each other carefully so (Y/N) didn’t lose her quotes.

“I can’t, this paper is due tonight and I still need to write another page.” (Y/N) cried, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I can’t write anymore, Ethan, I just can’t. I’ve said everything that needs to be said. And I need to get a good grade on this to pass, but I just can’t write more.” She sniffled loudly.

“If you wrote a kickass paper, then what’s the big deal if it’s one page short? How many pages was it?”

“Twelve.”

“Twelve? And you got to eleven? I don’t think I’ve even written that many pages in my entire life.” Ethan said, moving closer to (Y/N) so he could pull her in for a hug. “It’ll be okay, (Y/N). If you have written everything you can, how can the teacher get mad if you’re short a page? It’s not like you only did five or six pages.”

“But this professor grades so hard, and I know I’ll get points taken off because I didn’t meet the page count.” She complained, leaning into his open arms.

Ethan wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back as she cried into his sweatshirt. He couldn’t help but feel heartbroken as he realized that there was almost nothing he could do to help her solve her problem. He gently kissed the top of her head, then rested his chin on her head. Her body-shaking sobs had turned into quiet sniffles as she

“I know you have this paper due tonight, but please come down and eat something.” Ethan said softly, begging her again to take a moment away from the paper. “You haven’t eaten all day. I promise you’ll feel better after you see what I made us for dinner.” He tried to convince her. She was quiet for a moment.

“What did you make?” She asked, her words muffled by the thick cloth of his sweatshirt.

“You just have to come downstairs and see.” He smiled down at her even though she hadn’t looked up at him. “It’s your favorite.” He gave her a hint. She quickly pulled her head off of his chest to look at him with her puffy, red eyes.

“You don’t mean…” She trailed off, a small smile on her face and a knowing look in her eyes.

“Oh, I mean.” Ethan responded, giving her all the confirmation she needed.

“What did I do to deserve a roommate like you? You’re the best.” She complimented him, pulling him back in for a brief hug before shutting her laptop to take a well-deserved break. Her favorite food wasn’t complicated, it was just time consuming to make. Her heart swelled with joy knowing how much work Ethan must have put into the meal just to make her feel better.

“What can I say? I’m just fucking amazing.” Ethan shrugged, flipping his hair sarcastically. (Y/N) let out a quiet giggle, moving books that were still open out of the way so they could comfortably get off the bed.

“Only an hour for a break though, I really need to finish this paper.” She bargained, causing Ethan to smile.

“Of course. As long as I can stay with you while you finish. You seem like you could use some company.”

“Deal.”

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