#hope u like amanda i love u

[rootsofdread]

PLSSSS All the things you write are so unbelievably cute, tysm for existingggg

If you don't mind me sending in another request, could write something about Deathslinger, Wesker, Pig, Trapper and Oni with a s/o (or just a survivor!), with whom all power-related encounters fell weirdly intimate??? Not in any way sexual or seductive, plain intimacy. Prolonged eye contact, breath holding and everything.

The trial is going just as usual RIGHT untill it's time to pull the survivor out of the trap/ Spear them/ Put the trap on their head/ etc etc.

hiii thank you!! i hope these are good, i'll be honest i got a liiiiittle stumped but i like how they turned out! <3

Caleb Quinn / The Deathslinger:

Caleb’s a little playful with you when he spears you. He’ll wrap you up in the chains and spin you out of them, dancing with you. He’ll hold you close once he’s reeled you in, clutched against his chest…He’s warm, you can barely breathe. He holds your eyes and strokes your hair until he decides to stab and let you hit the dirt.

It’s always an excuse to pull you close to him, really. He sees it as a subtle way to show you some affection during trials if you’d rather the other survivors don’t know the two of you are together.

He’ll always go for you over any other survivors. If he sees you standing with other survivors, he’ll pick you out of all of them and spear you. The horror on everyone else’s faces delights him — but most of all he loves seeing the shock on your face as he pulls you in.

He’s sometimes just as stunned as you are by the action, so you usually have a pretty big window to escape. He prefers when you do — it gives him another opportunity to catch you. But he's just as happy throwing you onto a hook, too.

Albert Wesker / The Mastermind:

Wesker always has…A way about him, we'll say. He’s been known to enjoy playing with the survivors, getting a little intimate occasionally to mess with them. with them. You’re no different — when he manages to catch you in one of his dashes and gets you against the wall, he gets a little too close to you. Studying your eyes, holding his breath. Waiting for you to make the next move. You’re holding your breath, too.

It is a different kind of moment with you, though. It’s not just a game, it’s a subtle allowance of his affection in a way that doesn’t show his favoritism. But you know — you’re his favorite. And getting cornered and thrown into a wall is just his way of showing you that when you’re in a trial.

He isn’t cruel, he gives you a chance to run away before he goes after you again. He’s a gentleman, it’d just be rude to catch you off-guard and throw you onto a hook. He’s better than that. Besides, when he lets you run he gets another chance to snag you and see your reaction.

But you know he really has no ulterior motives doing this. He just likes seeing the way you react to what he does; he is still a scientist after all, and he finds it quite amusing. He really is quite playful when you get down to it, and him pulling stunts like this isn’t out of the ordinary.

Amanda Young / The Pig:

Amanda’s trappings have always been weirdly intimate, to be honest. It is something intimate to her, in a way. There’s just something intense about punishing the ungrateful, even though it’s not that with you — she doesn’t know what it is, it’s the same, but different.

She gets very in the zone during trials, hunting down the ungrateful survivors. But it’s like a switch flips in her brain when she finds you, seeming to relax a little…It can be jarring sometimes to see her go from bloodthirsty to kind so quickly, but you know it means she loves you.

She’s always gentle when she fastens the Reverse Bear Trap on your head, tucking your hair out of the way and petting you when she’s finished. There’s always something loving about the way she puts the trap on you, something gentle. Something about her lingering touches…It’s a loving gesture. She wants you to be better.

She never feels like she can breathe properly until she gets you on the hook. She’ll quickly leave you, not wanting it to be obvious that she gets so flustered around you. Helping the helpless is a beautiful thing, but she’s a Jigsaw, for crying out loud, nobody needs to know how she feels. Except you, of course…

Evan MacMillan / The Trapper:

Evan is aggressive, overtly so many would say, so it's a shock seeing him essentially stop in his tracks when he sees you caught in one of his traps. He's usually quick to pull mangled survivors out of his traps…But with you, he's more…Slow. 

He circles you to make sure nobody's around. He pets your hair as he crouches down to open the jaws. He's quiet and keeps eye contact. It's so unlike him. That is, until he huffs and hauls you out of the dirt, over to a hook. He stays for a moment, still looking up at you, his hands lingering.

You're like a wounded animal to him in these moments. He knows he has to be kind to you…Gentle to you, even. He does his job, he does it well, but he loves you, and he hopes he shows you that.

If someone else tries to save you from a trap, though, he's quicker to get rid of them. You're his, this is his moment with you and he won't have anyone ruining it. He likes to be alone with you.

Kazan Yamaoka / The Oni:

Like Evan, Kazan is known for his aggression during trials; it's almost eerie how calm he gets when he follows you around to absorb your blood orbs. You're essentially free game to him and he won't pass it up.

When he has enough to fuel his rage, he's always right behind you. Waiting. He gives you a moment to start running, but he always catches up with you and knocks you down with his trusty Kanabo. He pauses above you, catching your gaze as he breathes heavily. He presses his forehead to yours — a strange moment this is, but yours nonetheless.

He wants to stay with you, but his duty calls. He leaves to chase down the other survivors. But he comes back for you as soon as he can, a hand pressing against your head before he picks you up and hauls you to a hook.

He's an honorable man, you know that. He never tries to do serious damage to you. And he always shows you how much he loves you — he'd be utterly distraught if you didn't know he loved you. He's sensitive.

#inbox #caleb quinn #albert wesker #amanda young #evan macmillan #kazan yamaoka #dbd imagines #dbd x reader #dbd x you #caleb quinn x reader #the deathslinger x reader #albert wesker x reader #amanda young x reader #the pig x reader #evan macmillan x reader #the trapper x reader #kazan yamaoka x reader #the oni x reader

[spence-whore]

I wonder if u might do a Spencer besties to lovers fic (:

‘Best Friends’

a/n forewarning, i read through this like four times but i don’t have the time to heavily edit it. please overlook the mistakes lmao but i hope you guys like this one:)

Ever since your first day at Smosh, you have felt loved and important. They were like a huge family, just welcoming you in. There was one specific crew member that you grew close to and that was Spencer. Everyone was always giving the two of you shit because you were always glued to each other’s hips. They swore up and down that the two of you were going to pull a Courtney and Shayne but on the entire crew, announcing the fact that you and Spencer were together this entire time.

When in reality, he was just your best friend. You would give everything for it to be more than that but it never would turn out that way. He only sees you as his best friend, nothing more.

“Y/N!” Angela screamed while standing in front of your table. You were currently eating lunch while scrolling on your phone.

“Angela!” You attempted to scream back before giggling and almost choking on your chips.

“Your husband was looking for you.” Amanda announced while pulling up a chair beside you. You rolled your eyes and glared at her. “What did he want?” She just shrugged her shoulders and started to talking to Angela about the next shoot. Their rambling lasted for a good five minutes talking about some characters they were wanting to try out in Try Not to Laugh before you heard footsteps approaching from the corner.

You could immediately tell it was Spencer. You didn’t even have to turn your head to look and see who it was. “Hey Spice.” You said loudly while stuffing your mouth with more chips. Spice was some dumb inside joke, the two of you had from whenever you had to go get your wisdom teeth taken out. Spencer was the one to drop you off and pick you up. You could not get the name Spence out, you just kept calling him Spice.

“Another reason to add to the list of why I think they are soulmates. They can literally tell it is him walking up just from his footsteps. What the actual fuck?” Angela said to Amanda rolling her eyes.

“Hey short stack. I got you a coffee and a chocolate croissant from that one place you-“ He stopped talking for a minute while staring at you.

“What are you staring at me for?” You asked looking at him weirdly, mid stuffing your face with more chips.

“Isn’t that my hoodie?” Spencer asked while pointing towards the hoodie you have on. You had gotten cold and passed by his desk earlier. You noticed he had a hoodie thrown on his chair and figured, hey, he wouldn’t miss it?

You just smiled at him before grabbing the coffee and croissant. “You’ll have to pry it off my dead cold body before you can get it back. It’s comfortable and it smells like you.” You said before thinking about what you were saying and felt blush flooding your cheeks. “Wait, I mean it smells good.” You said really quickly while covering your mouth and looking at him and everyone else with a panicked look.

“I’m not complaining that you have it on. I was just wondering where it went earlier and literally told Shayne I bet that you had stole it. You look cute in it anyways. You can just bring it to me later whenever you come over.” He said with a faint smile on his face. “You still are on for tonight, right? For us to finish the next episode of Fallout?” He asked tilting his head while looking down at you, practically sliding down in your chair.

“Yup. I will be there.” You said real quickly, praying that the heat in your face will go away. He just nodded his head before smiling and walking away.

Angela, Amanda, and Courtney, who joined the table during the interaction, all stared at you while you tried playing it off as confused.

You just stared back at them, “What? Is there something on my face?” You asked while wiping at your face.

“Uh, nothing but the color red.” Courtney answered quickly before laughing and shaking her head. “When are you two going to admit the fact that you are head over heels for each other? It is so obvious.”

You could feel your face getting even redder while the three laughed over how much you’re practically melting due to the teasing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. So, tell me more about the character you were wanting to test out during TNTL?” You asked.

A few hours passed by and it was time for you to leave and head over to Spencer’s place. You were walking out of the office whenever you bumped into Shayne.

“I heard you and Spencer are gonna attempt to finish up the rest of Fallout. How are you liking it so far?” Shayne asked walking aside you.

“It’s been pretty good. I never realized how much I enjoyed watching a show like this with someone else. It’s so fun to just watch something like that together and witness their reactions while the stuff is happening.” You explained while getting excited over the thought of hanging out with the man and eating snacks.

“I think you just like the idea of hanging out with Spencerrrrrrrrr.” Shayne said with a huge smile covering his face. “He’s really excited to hang out with you too. It is literally all I have heard about today.”

You started to complain whenever he first teased you until you heard him comment about Spencer being excited to see you as well.

The two of you had hit the parking lot and were about to separate. “What do you-“ Shayne cut you off before you could even finish. “Y/N, please stop acting like you can’t see it.” Shayne laughed before smiling at you. “Sorry, that sounded a bit harsh but everyone can see it and I’m pretty sure you can too. That guy is so hopelessly in love with you. You can’t tell me he isn’t.” You didn’t know what to say, you just stared at him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” Shayne said while giving a polite wave and walked off towards his car, where Courtney was waiting on him.

Some time passed by and you were finally walking up the steps to his house. Something about tonight felt different. For some reason tonight, you were nervous. It was just Spencer. He is your best friend, so you had no reason to be nervous. Shayne’s words were sticking in your head though. Any other time, it wouldn’t get to your head but man it was really fucking with you tonight.

You had a spare key to his house, so you just unlocked the door and walked in. “Hoooooneeey, I’m hooooooome.” You yelled trying, trying to not giggle.

“Hey Y/N.” You just hear Spencer respond and see him pop his head around the corner. “I’m just changing into comfier clothes. You can go onto the living room.”

All you could think was weird. He usually carries on with your comments whenever you enter his house.

You just thought, maybe he was tired. So, you tried thinking nothing of it and headed into his living room. You got situated on his couch and started pulling up the next episode of Fallout.

“I put your hoodie on the counter.” You nodded towards the kitchen area while forcing a smile at him. He just nodded his head okay and sat down beside you.

Spencer is usually the touchy type of friend. He is always touching you in some way, either it grabbing your legs and throwing them over his, arm against yours, something like that. Tonight was different though. He had a distance between the two of you.

“You ready to start?” He asked before nodding towards the TV and you just nodded your head yes.

It was killing you. There was something going on and you couldn’t tell what. It was like there was a blanket of thick tension laying over the two of you. You would look at him out of the corner of your eye and catch him glancing over at you. He would catch you looking over at him then looking back at the TV. It was starting to drive you insane, so you had to speak up.

You grabbed the remote and paused the show. “What is going on?” You asked while turning towards him.

“What are you talking about? We’re at the part where-“ You realized he was about to explain the part of the episode, so you cut him off. “No, what is going on with you? You seem upset tonight.”

He looked at you then stared at the TV for a few minutes. You sat in silence as well, thinking maybe he needed it till the silence got deafening.

“Spencer? I don’t understand? Any other night we hang out, we’re always cracking jokes with each other and talking about our days and tonight-“

It was like it happened within a flash.

Spencer turned to face you while you were talking and you thought he was turning to listen to whatever you were about to say. You couldn’t be further than wrong.

He grabs both sides of your face and cuts you off. “Can I kiss you?”

It was like all of the words immediately got stuck in your throat and you just stared at him in shock. He started laughing over the way your face starts getting red in his hands. “What?” was all you managed to squeak out.

He inched a little closer to you, “Trevor was calling me an idiot for not realizing how much you like me. At first, I thought he was ignorant, of course. I thought there is no way they would have the same feelings. I, then, remembered how you acted earlier today over the hoodie and the comment about liking how I smell. It was like something just clicked. You also blush anytime we have an interaction. I could be wrong and if I am, I’m so sorry for butchering this friendship, Y/N, but can I please just kiss you already?”

You couldn’t even get words out. All you could do was shake your head yes and immediately, it was like all of the words left your head. He didn’t do the stereotypical ‘starved’ kiss that happens with the friends to lovers trope. He just softly pressed his lips against yours while pulling you closer to him by your face.

This lasted for a minute before he slowly pulled back. Your hands immediately fell to his wrists that were under your chin and you both just stared at each other.

“Your face is probably the reddest I have ever seen it. I’m going to assume everyone was right?”

You just smacked him on the chest and then wrapped your hand around his neck and pulled him close to you, “Yes, you dork.” You kissed him again but didn’t last long before he pulled back again.

“Wait, mentioning earlier… I wanted to ask, so you like the way I smell?” He says with a stupid grin on his face and wiggling his eyebrows.

“Oh for fucks sake, just kiss me again already Spencer.”

#spencer agnew fluff #spencer agnew imagines #spencer agnew x reader #smosh x reader #smosh imagine

[eldritch-nightmare]

slashers with hanahaki.

a/n: icb this took me like 2 months to finish omg anyways hanahaki is not a trope i personally enjoy but i like writing angst and i think it's an interesting concept and this is. honestly just an excuse to write amanda angst, actually. uhm. first post about slashers :thumbs up: might take time for me to get used to writing them tbh, so this might be short but!! i hope you enjoy it all nonetheless. ignore how long ethan's is. amanda comes with her own special bot so <3 enjoy tht if u use it.

includes: amanda young, quinn bailey, tiffany valentine, billy loomis, bo sinclair, and ethan landry.

warnings: gn!reader, angst, many mentions of vomit and coughing, blood, implied unrequited love (esp in bo's), randomly assigned flowers plucked out of my flower book.

AMANDA YOUNG

If there's one thing about Amanda that isn't hard to miss, it's the fact that she gets very jealous, very easily. It was obvious in the way she almost constantly glared at Lynn whenever the woman was in her line of sight, the way she held no kindness in her voice whenever the two were forced to speak to each other.

Well... it was obvious to John, at least. Even in the state that he was in, the man was nothing if not observant, and he certainly didn't miss the way Amanda's gaze would linger on you and Lynn. He didn't miss the way she would come up with random things for you to do, things that involved you keeping a distance from Lynn.

What John isn't aware of, however, is the fact that each time Amanda goes off alone, it's to cough and vomit up the flowers blooming inside of her. She loves you so much that she can't even be angry when she stares down at the bloodied petals of lavender in her hand as she gasps for breath.

This is her punishment, she thinks. It's her curse, one she'll keep to herself. She loves you, but she doesn't deserve you. If you get too close to her, if she shows that she cares for you, you'll die. They always do, and you're the one person she can't stand to lose.

So she'll keep this to herself. She'll diligently wash the blood off the petals in her hand and she'll put them with the rest, tucked away safely for no one but her to see. She'll let her love be a secret, even if her jealousy boils over.

QUINN BAILEY

Romance isn't something Quinn cares for. She's not interested in falling in love since it doesn't align with her goals of wanting to get revenge for her brother's murder. And you, the best friend of Samantha Carpenter, were meant to be another victim. The plan was to kill you in front of Sam, just to inflict a little extra trauma on her.

But that's not how things were turning out. The more time she spent with you, pretending to be friends with people she planned on killing, the more attached she was starting to become. It was small at first, something she could push aside at any given moment. But you just had to be nice to her.

With everything going on, everyone was always worrying over Sam or Tara, but during it all, you had pulled her to the side to ask how she was handling everything, asking if she was okay. And suddenly, it became harder to push those feelings aside, and camellia petals started forcing their way out of her throat whenever she coughed.

This didn't go unnoticed either, by her family or her 'friends', but she always brushed their concerns off. It's just a little cough, no big deal. But it wasn't. Your time to die was coming up, and Quinn was the one who was supposed to kill you. But now she's hesitating, her mind working a mile a minute to come up with a way for you to get out of this alive without risking everything else.

She loves you, as much as she loathes to admit it. She doesn't want to be in love, especially knowing you'll never love her back once you find out who she truly is.

TIFFANY VALENTINE

Pretty much everyone who knows Tiffany knows about her feelings for you. It's not something she bothers to hide, and even she's surprised that you aren't aware of the love that she has for you. Or maybe you're just pretending like you're oblivious? She certainly hopes not.

Either way, the first time she coughs a flower up, she feels... well... she wasn't upset. In her eyes, it was further proof of how much she truly adored you. The petals of pansies that she coughed up were always tucked away in a jar. She probably has like... 4-5 jars full of petals by this point.

She doesn't blame you for any of this either. It's not your fault that she fell in love with you! How could she not? You're you. Anyone could love you. She'd kill them if they did, of course, but her point still stands.

Of course, she's not an idiot. She knows what this means. The constant pain in her throat and the feeling of vomiting up blood and flowers is nothing compared to the pain of knowing you more than likely don't love her back. But it's a pain she's willing to bear if it means having you in her life.

And Tiffany is just... fairly confident that given enough time and patience, you'll love her back, one day. She could (and probably should) give up on you, she knows that, but she doesn't want to. Not yet.

BILLY LOOMIS

Love is not something that comes easily for Billy. He's damn good at faking it, but he tends to disappear the moment he starts feeling like he actually might be growing to love someone. But loving you? It was as easy as breathing, he didn't even notice he had fallen until the roses started falling from his lips. How cliché.

He's really... torn, to be honest, for many reasons. This little illness of flowers could potentially get in the way of his plans, first and foremost. It makes it a lot harder pretending to love Sydney when he starts hacking up stupid fucking rose petals whenever he thinks about you. And god forbid if he has a coughing fit when he's doing Ghostface business.

It's a pain to hide, but Billy is nothing if not determined. Not even Stu knows, that's how badly he wants to keep this a secret. It's not something he plans on hiding forever, of course. Once he's killed Sydney, he'll... probably get around to doing something about the roses piling up in a random shoebox in his room.

The thought of killing you certainly crossed his mind, don't get him wrong. It would probably be much easier having you dead than leaving you alive and dealing with this, but the moment he even processed the thought, he was falling out of bed from the sheer force of the coughing fit that hit him. It's the most roses he's ever thrown up at once, so. He threw that thought out almost immediately.

But he'll definitely play it off and act as if he isn't painfully pining for you if you ever find out about this little predicament. He's too prideful, too hesitant to ever fully commit to a person. The roses bloodied roses in the beat-up box are the closest he'll ever get to confessing his love to you.

BO SINCLAIR

Bo knew letting you live would bite him in the ass one of these days, he just wasn't expecting it to be like this. He knew he had a bit of a soft spot for you, though he loathed to admit it, even when his brothers give him knowing looks.

You just looked so damn perfect, all scared with tears streaming down your face. How could he not want to keep you around a little longer? He just didn't actually expect himself to grow attached. It was supposed to be a sadistic game, a way for him to torture you. Instead, he was the one being tortured.

Tortured by these damn flowers he keeps coughing up. He had to ask Lester what they were, though he obviously didn't mention why. Nobody was going to know about this, not Lester, not Vincent, and certainly not you. This was going to stay between him, and the bloodied petals of honeysuckle that he keeps hidden in the gas station.

He knew well enough that this little problem wasn't just going to go away so easily. Don't get him wrong, if he could kill you, he would. The thought alone is enough to keep him locked in a room, throwing up flowers until he sees dots in his vision. So clearly, he can't. He's undeniably stuck with you now, whether he likes it or not.

What's worse is he'll never have your love. Why would he? You'd be a fool to ever fall in love with him after everything he has put you through. He'll only ever have your fear.

ETHAN LANDRY

He wholeheartedly did not expect to fall in love, especially with someone inside Tara and Sam's friend group. What's worse is that it wasn't a 'normal' way of falling in love either. No, you stole his heart the moment you stabbed him while he was under the mask, growling out a threat so cruel, so gruesome, he was definitely going to steal it in the future.

The wild look in your eyes was a stark contrast to how you usually behaved, and that excited him. Honestly, how could he not fall in love with you after that? With Ghostface, you were aggressive, almost animalistic in the way you would fight for your life. With Ethan, you were concerned for his safety, even if you did eye him with suspicion like everyone else.

The flowers were annoying though, he can't lie. It's not fun coughing up tulips, especially when he's under the mask. It also makes it harder to hide his identity. Ethan honestly doesn't seem like he'd hide his coughing fits from you because he'd probably thrive under your concern. That means that if he slips up and has one when assuming the Ghostface persona, his identity is basically revealed and it ruins everything he and his family have been working for.

He'll make up excuses as to why you can't be killed. You're not even that close to Tara or Sam. Honestly, he wouldn't consider you to be part of the friend group, so your death wouldn't have any impact on them. You've unintentionally helped them with their plans by being Ethan's alibi whenever it wasn't him under the mask, so killing you just wouldn't make sense. He's not exactly the best at hiding his feelings for you.

And Ethan is well aware that given his second identity, he'll never have a chance with you. The moment the inevitable unmasking happens, he'll lose any kindness you may hold for him. That thought alone is enough to make the tulips force their way out of his throat, but he won't lie... it's exciting to think about how you might react once it's revealed that he's Ghostface.

#alright new tags babyyyyy #amanda young x reader #quinn bailey x reader #tiffany valentine x reader #billy loomis x reader #bo sinclair x reader #ethan landry x reader #ghostface x reader #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #that's it right #gonna assume so

[rfxiii]

Oooo, I know Christmas is coming up soon and I was wondering. Can u do one where fem reader and Trevor r under a mistletoe and they do more than just kiss?

I luv ur work!

(tysm for the request and kind words. I love your idea and had a lot of fun writing it! I hope it’s what you wanted, and if not feel free to send me a request to fix anything! <3)

TW: smut

Word Count: 3645

Trevor Philips And Fem!S/O Under A Mistletoe🎄:

It’s a rarity for Amanda to let you all over to the house- or to let Trevor over at all. But Christmas will be here in only a few short days and it seems the festive spirit has become contagious enough to have her growing more generous. You’d been surprised when Michael had called you out of the blue, inviting you and Trevor over for a party on the condition that you kept him from getting too….rowdy. You were excited, honestly. It had been a while since you’d all gotten together, and what better place to do it than the beautiful De Santa home?

You’d spent days after Michael’s call coaching Trevor on how to behave without getting himself thrown out and ruining the party. He was smart, he knew how to act. But something about Amanda awakened this awful little gremlin in his brain that insisted he did everything he could to antagonize her. He promises, over and over, that he’ll behave. And really, you love him, but you have your doubts.

He spends the night with you the day before the party. You tell him it’d be easier than picking him up or having him meet you here later in the afternoon. But frankly, you want to make sure he shows up at least wearing clean clothes and having showered. His outlandish outfits and lack of personal hygiene really don’t faze you anymore. But you don’t want to give Amanda any excuse to make a comment that’ll set him off and spur on an argument. You love Trevor, and you really do enjoy hanging out with Amanda when she and Trevor aren’t bickering. But god is it hard to keep the two of them in the same room without there being bloodshed.

You’ve just finished with your makeup and hair, exiting the bathroom in just your underwear as you mindlessly stride into the bedroom to locate the dress you’d bought for the occasion. It’s there that you find him, sprawled out across the bed, lounging in a way that’s so comically staged you almost laugh. Almost. But he’s dressed in that perfectly tailored, black suit and that dark grey, dress shirt that hugs his lean torso in all the right places, and suddenly all of your teasing and laughter dies on your tongue.

Fuck, is he hot!

He’s clearly thinking the same as you are. A sharp, lewd smirk twists his chapped lips while his eyes rake down your barely clothed body. And when his slimy tongue juts out from behind his teeth and licks his lips like he’s looking at the most delicious meal he’s ever had presented to him, you nearly melt. He sees the way you flush, how you not so discreetly let your gaze travel his body and appreciate him in the suit you’d picked out. He sits up slowly, pushing to his feet and strutting across the room the way a predator stalks its prey. It’s only when he’s right in front of you, with his calloused, cracked hands gripping your bare hips, that he finally speaks to you, “Ya like what ya see, sugar? Cuz I know I fuckin’ do. Wha’da’ya say we ditch Mikey’s party and I show you twice as much fun here at home?”

You’re tempted, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t. But you’d been looking forward to this for over a week, and you’re not about to let temptation ruin all your plans. You slide your hands from his chest up to loop your arms around his neck, pressing your nearly nude body against his fully clothed one and pulling him down until your lips nearly blush, “And have everyone miss out on how sexy you look? I don’t think so, Trev. But if you’re good at the party tonight you can come home and…unwrap one of your presents early.” you coos teasingly, peppering featherlight kisses to the corner of his lips.

Trevor’s grin grows almost Cheshire Cat wide, his cracked fingernails biting into the soft skin of your hips while he pulls you impossibly closer, “You always know just what to say to get your way, sugertits.” he growls softly against your ear, “Alright! Hurry up and get dressed. Faster we go, the faster we can get home!”

You bite back a giggle at his words, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips and stepping back to finally get dressed. You’re still excited to go to the party and see all your friends, but the idea of getting home tonight was even more exhilarating.

It takes you just a little longer to get ready, then almost twenty minutes in the liquor store trying to talk Trevor out of buying cheap, high volume whiskey and to stick to the list of things you’d already pre-decided on. And by the time you finally arrive at Michael’s, you’re nearly thirty minutes late.

You ring the doorbell once, waiting patiently to be let inside. But after less than thirty seconds of silence, Trevor is rhythmically, impatiently ringing the doorbell and aggressively pounding on the door until Michael snatches it open with an unimpressed glare, “Shoulda known it was you, T.” he scoffs, stepping aside to let the two of you in before he addresses you politely with a genuine smile, “You look really nice tonight.”

“Thanks, Mikey! Who knew you could give an honest compliment?” Trevor butts in, wrapping an arm around Michael’s shoulder and shaking him almost violently.

Michael scoffs in annoyance, shaking off Trevor’s arm with an annoyed scowl, “Yeah, I didn’t mean you, T. I meant (y/n). But at least it seems like she got you to shower.” he taunts with as much good nature as the relationship between the duo will allow.

You giggle softly, trying to defuse any argument as you take Trevor’s hand and lean into his side, “Call it a Christmas miracle, I guess.” The teasing seems to work as Michael laughs heartily and Trevor lets out an amused scoff at his own expense. He’s always taken better to your jokes than teasing from anyone else.

Michael ushers you both fully inside, closing the door behind you and generously offering to take the light jacket you’d opted to wear over your dress. From the corner of your eye you spot Trevor staring, his gaze trailing down to your exposed cleavage that’s tastefully revealed by the low cut neckline. He doesn’t even bother to break away his staring when Michael begins talking to him and trying to lead him off to the living room. He’s practically drooling.

“Trev!” you whisper sharply, nudging his shoulder and giving him a disbelieving smirk, “Real subtle.. Hold it together until we’re home, huh?”

“Don’t blame me, sugar. You look good enough to eat.” Trevor practically growls. Thankfully, he’s being quiet about his lustful teasing, but any unheard whispers are immediately given away by the face he’s giving you. He looks practically ready to jump you right here in the entryway.

“Hey, T! You hear me? Come on.” Michael calls, waving the both of you into the living room and breaking up the heavy tension between the two of you. You trail behind Trevor with your fingers laced together, him pulling you along at a quick pace- but even in your heels you’re more than used to keeping up with his long stride.

The De Santa house has always been beautiful, but with the amount of decorations set up tonight it looks absolutely breathtaking. You’d have Amanda, and maybe Tracey, to thank for that. You know for sure the only effort Michael put in was potentially going to the liquor store to buy the booze, and all Jimmy had contributed was staying out of the way, in his room playing video games. You’re still honestly surprised Amanda had agreed to have you all in her nice house, and you’re sure she’s probably still on edge praying that Trevor doesn’t get too rowdy and destroy anything. You’ll have to keep him in check tonight- especially after she’s put in this much effort to make the party so nice.

Everyone was here, and honestly you’re shocked to see almost all of your friends under the same roof like this.

Amanda is in the kitchen with Tracey making them both drinks while Amanda fights back Lester to stop him sticking his bare hands into the chips and dip. Lamar has himself seated on the huge living room couch with his feet on the coffee table like he owns the place. Franklin sits at Lamar’s side, much more respectful with his feet on the ground and a glass of whiskey in his hand. Jimmy is lingering by Franklin and Lamar, trying his best to get their attention with his awkward jokes and embarrassingly offensive slang. You even catch sight of Wade wandering hesitantly into the kitchen to ask Tracey where the beer is. Trevor had told you, before you’d even left, that Ron refused to come- still harboring some paranoid, bad blood about Michael. But, despite the lack of Sandy Shores resident conspiracy theorist, all of you and Trevor’s closest people were here tonight. It was honestly nice seeing everyone again.

“Ay, Trevor, (y/n)!” Franklin greets from across the room- a giddy, slightly drunk grin on his lips as waves to the both of you.

“Heeey! Crazy dude! What’s good, loco?!” Lamar shouts in time with Franklin- shooting you a playful wink before being pulled back into whatever Jimmy was trying to say to him.

You giggle softly, pressing a kiss to Trevor’s cheek and ushering him off to hang out with Michael and Franklin, “I’m gonna go see Mandy. Be good, ok?” you tease, letting your hands gently brush down the lapels of his blazer and feel the lean muscle under your palms, “And play nice~”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah! I got it, sugertits! Go have your girl time.” Trevor smirks, delivering a firm slap to your ass as you turn away toward the kitchen. You bit back a yelp, scowling at him over your shoulder when you hear Lamar whoop out a teasing catcall at the display. You try to act annoyed. But after the way he’d been eyeing you up since before you’d even left home, you can’t say you didn’t feel your desire for him growing with every lingering look, every trace of his tongue against his chapped lips, and ever hushed, raspy purr of how good you look.

It’s going to be a long night- and so you inhale softly, straightening yourself up and striding off to find Amanda. Hopefully she can help take your mind off everything Trevor is so involuntarily doing to you.

The party gets on fast, and for a while you easily find yourself getting distracted talking to Amanda, and then getting wrapped up in some over dramatic, politically driven rant Lester gets on. But it’s when you’re in the middle of listening to Wade ramble about he and Chef’s latest bout of troublemaking that you look up and spot Trevor practically eye fucking you from across the room. He’s “talking” to Michael, or more ignoring him while Michael talks at him.

He’s sitting on the couch, legs spread wide with a beer in his hand as he rests his elbows on his knees and stares at you as you talk to Wade in the dining room. Trevor’s gaze rakes up your body, his dark eyes seeming more like he’s imagining what’s under your dress than actually looking at you. You let out a soft scoff, giving Trevor a subtle smirk and little roll of your eyes.

Your need for him is getting harder to ignore.

“Hey, Wade? Sorry to cut you off, but I’m gonna head to the bathroom. Alright?” you speak up, giving Wade’s shoulder a little squeeze as you shoot him an apologetic smile and skirt off to the bathroom upstairs. You just need a moment to breathe, to collect yourself, to focus on anything other than that smarmy grin and those dark, piercing eyes scanning your every move from across the room. You’re at the top of the stairs, about to head down the hall to the bathroom when strong arms wrap around your waist and warm, whiskey scented breath tickles against your ear.

“And where do ya think you're goin’, sugar?”

You choke back a gasp, grasping onto Trevor’s forearm and forcing your pounding heart to settle. Teeth nip at your exposed shoulder and large, calloused hands slide down your body and rest on your hips. You feel a little unsteady from the sudden movement, but you steady yourself against Trevor. His touch is like fire through your veins, making you crave more.

"Where do you think I'm going, T?" you ask breathlessly, arching into him. "Where do you want me to go?" you utter with a teasing grin.

Trevor pulls you closer, his erection pressing against your leg, and leans down, his lips brushing against your ear. "I want you right here, sugar." he purrs darkly, his gaze darting up to the mistletoe strung up throughout the hallway. You bite back a giggle, pressing back against him as you realize what it is he’s wanting, “Go on then.. Kiss me, Trev.”

He spins you around, pinning you against the wall, and kisses you roughly, his tongue sliding into your mouth and tangling with yours. His free hand reaches up, tugs at your hair to pull you closer. The heat of his body presses against yours, and you can feel the hardness of his erection through your dress. As the kiss deepens, he slides a hand down between your legs, cupping you through your panties. You gasp into his mouth, arching your back as he expertly finds your clit. You feel the pressure building inside you, your body tightening with need.

"Trevor..." you whisper, your voice hoarse from desire.

He breaks the kiss, his gaze netting yours with a predatory glint in his eyes, and a wicked smile curves his lips. "You're so fucking beautiful," he murmurs, then leans in to kiss you again.

His hand between your legs moves faster, and you can feel the wetness soaking the fabric of your underwear. You arch your back, pressing yourself against his hand, needing more. You can feel his cock, hot and hard against your thigh, and you want him inside you. Now.

Trevor steps back, breaking the contact, and you whimper in frustration. "Come with me," he says, his voice rough with desire. He takes your hand and leads you down the hall, toward Michael’s room.

Once inside the room, he locks the door, then turns to you. His gaze travels over your body, taking in your form fitting dress, the way your breasts are pushed up and barely contained by the lace bra, the smooth expanse of your exposed skin, the lust in your eyes. He reaches out, dragging his rough fingers through your hair. "You're so fucking gorgeous," he breathes. He steps closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "And I want you. Right here, right now. But first..." He slides a hand up your back, and with practiced ease, unzips your dress, sliding it off your shoulders and down your body. Your breasts are finally free, the lace of your bra the only thing keeping them hidden. His hands cup your breasts through the fabric of your bra, kneading and squeezing, and you moan softly.

"Fuck, Trevor," you breathe, arching your back, wanting more.

His eyes are dark and intense, and you can feel the heat of his desire. With one swift movement, he yanks down your bra, releasing your breasts from their confines. "There," he says, leaning down to take one nipple into his mouth. "Good girl."

His tongue swirls around your sensitive bud, teasing and tormenting. His other hand slides down your body, hooking into the band of your underwear. With a firm tug, he pulls them down your hips and off, leaving you completely bare. "God, you're so wet," he murmurs, his fingers slipping against you and finding the slick heat that awaits him. His touch is gentle, teasing, as he circles your clit with the pad of his index finger.

You arch your back, trying to muffle your moans. The sensation is so intense, you feel like you could explode. "Please, Trevor," you whimper, your voice shaky with need. "I need you." And with a stern order, Trevor nods to the bed with a devilish smirk on his lips, “Lay down.”

He straightens up, reaching for his belt. In a fluid movement, he unbuckles it, unbuttons his pants, and pushes them and his underwear down his hips. His cock springs free, hard and throbbing. He crawls onto the bed, lowering himself on top of you. His hot skin presses against yours, and he guides his cock to your entrance.

"Are you ready for me, sugar?" he whispers, his breath hot against your neck. You nod frantically, your fingers digging into his shoulders. "Then take me," he growls, and with one powerful thrust, he's inside you.

He groans, burying his face in your neck as his cock stretches you, filling you completely. You gasp at the feeling of being so full, so claimed. Your nails scrape down his back, urging him to move.

He begins to move, his hips sliding against yours in a steady rhythm. His cock feels incredible inside you, and with each thrust, you feel him getting deeper, closer. His scarred hand cups your breast, massaging and pinching your nipple, and you arch your back, meeting his movements with your own.

The sounds of your bodies moving together fills the room, thankfully mingling your moans with the sounds of the party downstairs. Trevor's breath is hot against your ear, his words whispered in a rough growl. "You feel so good, sugar!” he whines. "You're so fuckin’ perfect."

His hips move faster, driving deeper inside you until you can feel the bed creaking from his force, and you arch your back in response, meeting his thrusts with equal desperation. The sensation is overwhelming, the heat between your legs building rapidly, threatening to consume you.

"Trevor," you whine, your voice shaking with desire. "I'm close!"

He groans, his fingers digging into your hips. "So am I!" He picks up the pace, his cock driving in and out of you in a frenzy. You feel the familiar tension building deep in your core, and with one final, powerful thrust, you're overcome with pleasure. Your body tightens around him, gripping his cock as your orgasm washes over you in waves.

"Ahh fuck!" you cry out, your nails digging into his shoulders. "Trevor! Oh my god!"

He growls, thrusting hard one final time as he follows you over the edge, his body tense and shuddering as he releases himself into you. Your combined moans fill the room, mingling with the sounds of the party downstairs as if they're the only two people in the world.

He collapses on top of you, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. His weight feels impossibly smothering, but you welcome it, craving the feel of his skin against yours. His hot breath fans across your neck, and his hands roam possessively over your body, tracing patterns on your skin that make your heart race and your blood tingle.

"Fuck," he whispers, finally finding the air to speak. "That was-... I needed that after you were fuckin’ teasin’ me and shit all damn night.."

You smile up at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "Me? Tease you? No way, Trev." you giggle softly.

He rolls off you, his softening cock slipping free from your body with a wet squelch. You feel a pang of loss as he slips out of you, but you're too overwhelmed by the afterglow to dwell on it for long. He lies beside you, propped up on one elbow, watching you with a mix of lust and affection.

"You're incredible, angel.." he says, running a hand through your hair. "I can't get enough of you."

You feel a blush creep up your neck and into your cheeks, but you don't look away. "I love you, T." you sigh, tracing a finger along his jawline, “I dunno about you but-“

He cuts you off with a kiss, deep and possessive. "Me too, sugar. Wanna get outta here?” he snickers, dragging his fingers through your hair.

“Let’s go! Just gimme a minute to clean up, and-“

The doorknob jiggles suddenly, clanking and rattling as the door shakes. “What the fuck?..” you hear muttering through the door, and your heart nearly stops. “Oh fuck no… T, you had better not be in my fuckin’ room!” Michael shouts, knocking loudly as you and Trevor scramble to pull on your clothes.

“Calm your tits, porkchop! It’s not like this bed has seen any action from you and Mandy lately anyways!” Trevor teasingly jeers as he pulls his pants back up his hips- graciously waiting for you to pull on your dress before pulling open the door and smirking at Michael.

“I should kick your ass! You’re lucky Amanda didn’t fucking find you! Gross…” Michael hisses, shoving Trevor out the door and refusing to make eye contact with you as a bright blush dusts his cheeks.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah! Don’t worry! We were goin’ anyways!” Trevor snickers, giving Michael a flippant wave as he struts off toward the stairs.

“Thanks for inviting us, Michael..” you mutter awkwardly, still unable and unwilling to look him in the eyes as you stagger slightly to catch up with Trevor.

“Yeah, Mikey! We had a great time!” Trevor cackles, shooting Michael a wink and leading you down the stairs- leaving a flustered, disgusted Michael in his wake.

He’d have to change those sheets before Amanda noticed.

#gta v #gta 5 #grand theft auto v #grand theft auto 5 #trevor philips #trevor philips/reader #trevor philips x reader #gta x reader #x reader #/reader

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hello<3

Can u do something with Gavi, him dating a singer, whos older than him (3-4yrs)

I know, I took years to do this one😣😭 But I didn't had any inspiration for this one but I hope I did fulfil your expectations. Also... I combined two other requests with yours, hope you don't mind😌

Me and You -P.G

Summary: You are a famous Spanish singer and he is a Spanish football player, both together are the star couple.

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"Hello, I'm Isabella"

"I'm Cristina"

"I'm Amanda"

"I'm Y/N"

"And we're Zodiaco" The four of you said at unison with smiles on your faces as Pablo could only focus on you

"¿Lo estás viendo de nuevo?" (Are you watching it again?) Pedri asks surprised making Balde's, Ansu's, Ferran's, Eric's and Torre's attention go to him as he blushed deeply

"Ya, ya" Pablo dismissed the comment

"Is he watching the new game video of his girlfriend?" He smiled proudly at that name call.

Finally after a long three months of him begging and of you denying because you were soon about to go to tour and initiating a relationship with distance wasn't the best option, but after more begging by Pablo's side and with reassurance for both sides of not letting the pretty thing you both had going on fall, you accepted being his girlfriend. You were finally his as he was yours.

That, not adding into the mix you were three years older than him, you were scared at first, it may not be much but you knew how people tended to break out a massive scandal over a small little and almost insignificative thing and you were also afraid of what could people say about it. But like I said before, Pablo dispersed all bad thoughts from your head.

You didn't care if they talked, they would always going to, no matter what; but it was yours and Pablo's relationship, not yours, Pablo's and the whole media's relationship. You learned that and whilst you were still secret to the world, all of your family and closest friends knew about you.

And while Pablo didn't liked being teased by his friends, he was now happy they were calling you his girlfriend... Because you finally were.

"Of course I am" He stated proudly "I miss her" He looked at you trying to dodge your best friend's Amanda's, nose-touching attempts

"Who would knew that the loved starboy Pablo Gavi was gonna be head over heels for Y/N Y/L/N?" Ansu jokes

"Cállate" (Shut up) Pablo said making the guys laugh

You were in the US for your leg of the tour of your second studio album "Comparación" but that also meant you had to do a lot of press tour and didn't have a lot of time to facetime with your four months boyfriend.

The one you incredibly and deeply missed by the way.

You sighed throwing yourself in the couch groaning

"I'm so tired!" You exclaimed closing your eyes

"So am I" Cristina threw herself on top of you as you groaned once more

"I'm dead"

"Who the hell will sing the high notes, now?" Amanda kept on the joke as the four of you laughed when Guillermo, your manager entered the hotel room

"Girls, good news" He exclaimed smiling but soon his smile fell with a frown looking at you and Cristina

"Keep going" She encouraged as if nothing. And it was normal for the four of you. Being together since the first year of high school you have gone through a lot together, you were basically like sisters

"I gotta get used to this" You laugh at his murmur

"What's up?" Isabella asks

"The two interviews you were supposed to do tomorrow are cancelled because one of the hosts is unaveliable and the other had a family problem, also the show of Wednesday was postponed, the scenario broke and I'm not putting you girls to dance and sing around the whole place like that" He shook his head "Which means you have five days off, we'll be here during them and then we'll head off to Los Angeles for the night two and three"

"Oh god, yes, we can rest the vocals" Amanda said

"And the body" Cristina says "I'm not over that fall of a week ago" You all laugh, your phone vibrates with a message notification of your boy and you quickly connect dots.

"Are we free?"

"What did I just say?"

"I meant it in the way that can I go to el Clásico tomorrow and come back on Thursday?" Guillermo nodded

"If you want to, yes. Thursday and before 7pm" You nod pushing Cristina off of you, you quickly grabbed your laptop and purchased the ticket.

It was a Clásico at Camp Nou and you knew how hard Pablo and the guys have been working to break their little bad luck of losing at home. Pablo was nervous and often spoke to you about it and what techniques they wanted to try out, you wanted so badly to be there, for them and for him mostly. He also wanted you there but understood your work and why you couldn't go.

But now, these news fell like a glove. You could surprise him and support him from the stands.

"All done?" He asked as you closed your laptop

"¡Hostias, que quiero ver a mi chico, tengo dos meses sin verlo!" (Fuck, I wanna see my boy, I have two months without him!) They laughed

"I can already imagine his face" Isabella laughed as you smiled lovestruck

"So can I"

...

"Omg, look at his face" Fer, Pedro's brother was speaking to you as you laughed, it was starting El Clásico at Camp Nou and Pablo was already fouled, he had his lips in a big pout and his eyebrows furrowed deeper than always.

He was already pissing himself off and you knew that if he bottled himself up, he would at some point explode and a card (hopefully yellow) was going to be thrown at his way, even if it was better that he didn't got any.

"Although, I would pay everything I have to see his face whenever he realises you're here" You blush smiling.

People had come up to you and asked for a picture, the one you gave them to. Whenever you came to games, you always wore your Barca jersey but with your name and no number in the back. However, today you felt the need of wearing Pablo's jersey. And that you did.

You didn't cared about what anyone would say of your relationship. You only cared about what you and your boyfriend think.

The first half passed through and you were full of nervous. It was 0-0 with both teams having possibilities of winning, both of them giving their everything, fans were hyping their teams like crazy. Both teams came in after the break and the second half started.

This time, Madrid had fall asleep whilst Barcelona was thirsty over that win.

Eventually, Frenkie scored with an assist of Balde at minute 74' and the other goal came in ten minutes later by no other than your boyfriend, Pablo with an assist of Ansu.

You jumped out of your seat and hugged Fer like crazy, you were supposed to be taking care of your vocals but you didn't care, you could deal with it later, you yelled and cheered for your boy who kissed the crest over and over again, his signature celebration making you tear up from happiness.

When Pedri came up to him, hugged him and aparently told him something because after their hug Pablo's eyes racked over the whole stadium until they landed on you. He smiled jogging up towards where you were and he blew you a kiss before yelling a "¡Te quiero!"

You smiled back, blowing him a kiss too and yelled a "Y yo a tí" which had people around you "aw" a little making you blush.

At the end of the match, Pablo was ordered to give a little interview and whilst you were coming out of the seats, someone stopped you and asked you to give a little interview in which you nodded and accepted

After speaking a bit of your new album and the tipical things, the question you knew was coming finally came.

"Gavi te ha dedicado su gol, ¿Hay algo entre ustedes dos? ¿Algo que quieran decir?" (Gavi has dedicated his goal to you, is there something between you two? Anything you want to say?)

"Bueno, nada... Que él es mi chico estrella y estoy muy orgullosa y contenta de su increíble particpación esta noche. El equipo estuvo increíble y pues se merecen esta victoria. Muchas gracias, que tengan buenas noches" (Well, nothing... That he is my starboy and I am very proud and happy of his incredible participation tonight. The team was incredible and they deserve this win. Thank you very much, have a good night)

You smiled and left without saying anything else, you were looking for Gavi and when you finally did you heard something that made you smile and fall in love with him once again

"Gavi uno de los dos goleadores de esta noche, felicitaciones" (Gavi one of the two scorers tonight, congratulations)

"Thank you"

"Hemos visto algo un poco inusual, después de tú celebración has corrido hacia el área de los familiares, Y/N Y/L/N, cantante de Zodiaco, ha estado ahí y le has dedicado tú gol... ¿Algo que decir al respecto?" (We have seen something a bit unusual, after your celebration you have run towards the area of ​​the relatives, Y/N Y/L/N, singer of Zodiac, has been there and you have dedicated your goal... Anything to add?) You watched how he took a deep breath

"Ella es mi hermosa chica estrella, la quiero mucho, tenía varios meses sin poder verla ya que está de gira, me ha tomado mucho por sorpresa verla aquí hoy... No sabía que estaría aquí, solo supe que cuando la ví, tenía que dejarle saber que cada una y todas de mis jugadas, asistencias y goles son para ella, por que ella me inspira a ser mejor persona cada día. Tanto dentro como fuera del campo..." (She is my beautiful star girl, I love her very much, I had not been able to see her for several months since she is on tour, it has taken me a lot by surprise to see her here today... I didn't know she would be here today, I just knew when I saw her that I should've let her known every single one and all of my plays, assists and goals are for her, because she inspired me to be a better person each day passing. Both on and off the pitch) He shook his head his eyes softly turning to met yours, both of your smiles intensified "Ella solo es mi persona, quiero que sepa lo mucho que significa para mí y pues nada... Espero algún día poder expresar mejor todo lo que siento por ella, por que las palabras existentes, no le alcanzan" (She's just my person, I want her to know how much she means to me and nothing... I hope one day I can better express everything I feel for her, because existing words don't reach them)

"La pareja estrella les llamarán" (The star couple will call you) They laughed lightly

"Y/N y Pablo, suena también bien" (Y/N and Pablo, sounds good too)

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

#M. is writing #fc barcelona #fc barca #pablo gavi #gavi #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi fanfic #pablo gavi one shot #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi blurb #pablo gavi angst #pablo gavi fluff #gavi x reader #gavi x you #gavi x yn #gavi imagine #gavi icons #gavi fluff #gavi angst #gavi blurb #gavi smut #pablo gavi smut #this doesn't contain smut but still for the tags :) #pablo martin páez gavira #football players #gavi x reader smut #pablo gavi x reader smut

[dani-says-stuff]

Myrtles Plantation

❥ Back to the Control Center

❥ Nate Hardy Masterlist

- note the reader is afraid of dolls in this one - also my love for Amanda spills through... a lot... but I think it adds character, spice, and humor, so I'm leaving it in

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Nate Hardy x fem!medium(?)reader

Summary: Based on this request

« could u do a nate x reader (in a relationship) at the haunted plantation?? like she sees something and amanda lets them know it was evil??? »

Thanks to this anon for reminding me this was in my drafts

Thank you for my first request anon!! so so so sorry it took so long!

I hope this is what you were looking for, I kinda went off the deep end with it lol

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: language, hauntings, evil spirits, creepy stuff, inconsistent capitalization, my disregard for run on sentences and “pRopEr gRammAr”, unedited ramble writings bc i just wanted to finally get it published for y’all, maybe incorrect timeline? technically? bc i can’t remember if Nate was in a video with Amanda before this one…

Dialogue Key:

Y/N

Nate

Sam

Colby

Amanda

Spirit Box

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You and Nate were currently in his car, driving to the plantation for Sam and Colby's video.

Nate was nervous. That much was obvious from the tight, white-knuckled grip he had on the steering wheel. You could practically see the the tense emotions rolling off his skin in waves. You however, were practically buzzing in excitement.

You opened up the camera app on your phone to record a little clip. One you would either post to your instagram story soon, or you'd send it to Colby to put before the video... you hadn't really decided what you were going to say yet.

First, you brought the camera really close to your face, barely anything other than your forehead, eyebrows, and eyes in frame, "Ok so- I don't really know where this clip is going to be shared yet... or if it'll be out at all... but Nate is being boring and having a panic attack and I'm super excited and want to talk to someone about it."

You extended your arm, full face now in view as you smiled widely at the front facing camera, "Guess what!" you yelled, "We're filming with the boys again!" you spoke, flashing the camera to show Nate as he drove, "and that's not even the best part... drumroll please... the love of my freaking life is coming with us!" you squealed.

Nate's eyebrows furrowed, barely sparing a glance in your direction, instead keeping his eyes on the road, "Babe, you already showed me?"

"Oh not you." you scoffed, rolling your eyes, "You're just my boyfriend."

"Mhm..." he hummed, blinking a few times trying to figure what exactly it was he was failing to understand, "Yeah no. I don't get it N/N... pretty sure 'love of my life' and 'boyfriend' are the same thing." 

You tilted your head pondering the thought for a moment, ultimately shaking your head innocently, "Nah, it can't be. There are two very different people that take up those positions." 

"Oh really?"

"Oh yeah." you turned your gaze, meeting the side of his face,"You may be my boyfriend, and I love you so, so, so, very much..."

"But?"

"But.." you grinned turning to face the camera, "The love of my life is the wonderful and beautiful Amanda~" you sang, moving your phone forward once more blowing kisses at the screen.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so excited!" you yelled, shaking the screen for emphasis.

The brown haired male next to you laughed at your actions, "Babe, be careful, you're going to make 'em all dizzy." 

"True" you shrugged, focusing your phone once more, "anyways, you've probably guessed it by now, but we're doing another investigation tonight!"

You flipped the camera, showing nothing but trees surrounding the vehicle, "We're currently in the middle of nowhere- but that's because this location is a little different than usual."

"Yeah, instead of like a house with like- other neighbors around it and stuff" Nate spoke up, "were going to a plantation, in the middle of just like- trees" he shivered awkwardly, hissing in discomfort, "so if we get in trouble or something there's nothing for miles."

You scoffed, pulling the view back on yourself, "Yeah I guess, but that's fine because nothing is going to go wrong!" you exclaimed happily 

"Mhm, and how do you know that?"

You winked at the camera, patting the area over your chest, "I have a good feeling about it."

"Yeah ok then- remind me how you feel when we actually get there."

You laughed loudly at you boyfriend, finally getting a small crack of a smile across his lips. "Anyway, that's all for right now. See-you-all-when-we-get-there-bye-bye" you rushed, quickly ending the video.

As soon as he could tell you stopped recording, Nate spoke up, "now what was that for?" 

"Updating the public" you shrugged, starting a quick conversation with Colby over text.

Hey~ might've just filmed a little intro clip for you

You're welcome of course

And you better use it

I put a lot of effort into it

Oh really?

Obviously

Send it over

I'll check it out

About 2 minutes later after your mini vlog went through, he responded 

Oh yeah, thats going in

You're good if I do a little editing over it?

Ofc

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Later, when viewers clicked on the video, they would be greeted to a huge tone shift between the first 2-3 minutes of the video, versus the of it.

First, your little intro, which basically became a fan cam for Amanda. Bright hearts and anime blush- the whole nine yards.

Broken, of course, every once in a while with a freeze framing on your real partner. The video going gray scale, with rain and violin music playing in the background.

Then, hard cut straight to the footage outside the plantation. ━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

Soon, the group of five were all stood before Myrtles plantation, waiting for the tour to begin.

Sam turned to Nate, camera pointed to him, "Are you excited?" 

"Dude- I- just-" your boyfriend sighed dramatically, bringing his hands up to rub at his eyes. You, however, could be seen lurching forward in laughter at his reaction, "It just like everytime you bring me on one of these."

You walked up, placing a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm your breaths, "Yeah, so thats a no." you looked up at him, pouting when he met your gaze, "He's very nervous"

"You look terrified." 

"I can tell by your- genuine face of excitement right now"

Nate forced a sarcastic smile on his face that turned out more of a grimace, "Oh yeah? This face? Right here?"

You struggled to hold back your laughter, "All excitement from him on the way up here"

He turned his head, looking down at you as you were still holding onto his shoulder, "You know, usually you're a bit more cautious about these things."

You shrugged, "But we have Amanda here this time," you gestured to her, "There's finally someone else to help me keep you guys from doing something stupid."

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The five of you entered the house, deciding to take a quick look around before the tour guide arrived.

Almost immediately upon entering the door, something caught your attention- and no it wasn't the smell the boys were busy commenting on.

Hung on the wall of the foyer, there was a mirror. You couldn't quite put a finger on it, but you could tell there was something strange about it.

For now, you just assumed it was how dated the mirror looked. Nothing from today looked like that. 

Soon, the boys called you over to the steps, wanting to take a peek upstairs. Sam and Colby had already made their way up with Nate following behind them, leaving you and Amanda  still on the first floor. 

"Hey" you tapped the blondes shoulder, "Just to- uh, to make sure... you feel that too, right?" you asked, looking up the stairwell. 

She hummed, "Yeah, thats probably because of what happened on the 17th step." 

You simply nodded enthusiastically despite having not clue what the significance of that specific step was, "Oh yeah of course. Just making sure I wasn't the only one feeling that sense of impending doom" you joked

Amanda laughed breathily at your phrasing, "Yeah, after events like that, they tend to leave a heavier, darker feel behind." 

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

You didn't find out till later that night, it wasn't just a slip down the stairs, but a death on the 17th step.

Thanks a lot for leaving that out Sam. 

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

By the time you made it up the flight of stairs, the group had entered one of the bedrooms. Everyone was inside except for your boyfriend, who stood before the doorframe waiting for you. 

"Hey babe..." he spoke scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, grabbing your hand with the other, "so, just like a heads up, there's like... a shit ton of creepy ass dolls in there." 

Your eyes widened looking up at him, "What?"

"Yeah, like the entire mantle?" he gestured with his hands, "Just- completely covered." 

"I don't wanna go in there" you shook your head quickly, eyes still wide as saucers gripping his hand tighter. 

"Just- just don't look to your right when we walk in?"

You squinted you eyes at him, "...why?"

Nate shrugged, "Oh you know, there might be one that is kinda-sorta positioned to look at you when enter." he spoke nonchalantly as he dragged you through the door. 

You glared up at the brunette, "what?"

"By the way, we have to sleep here tonight-" the both of you heard from further in the room, "So someone is getting the room with the creepy doll staring at you."

You knew your friends- so without even thinking you threw your pointer finger up, touching your nose. 

"Woah, woah, woah" you rushed when the other three looked in your direction with shit eating grins, "No I did it- it was Col-"

"Nope, I'm safe" the black haired man cut you off.

You looked up slowly, glare pointed directly at your shocked boyfriend, who hadn't done it in time. "I'm going to kill you."

You looked over his shoulder, seeing the dolls for the first time. You quickly dropped his hand running over past Amanda and out to the next room, "Nope! I just wont be sleeping with you."

Nate quickly followed, arms extended "Wait babe! No please! Don't leave me alone!" Leaving a laughing Sam and Colby behind, filming the entire thing. 

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"Sam" you spoke up once the tour was over, "next time we do one of these things you've got to tell me more than just 'oh were going to a haunted mansion'" you mocked 

"What's up?" he laughed, "What do you mean?"

"Oh you know" you gestured around, speaking with your arms, "yellow fever death child, owner of the house killed on the steps, poison murders, voodoo queen death, ghost mirrors-" you listed propping your hands on your hips, "I could go on and on." 

"It's haunted Y/N, what did you expect?"

"Not this!" you shrieked.

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

Soon, the five of you began the investigation in Chloe's room, each wearing a set of clip on earrings. Thanks to your wonderful, amazing boyfriend, you and Amanda were wearing the hoops. 

In addition to the earrings, Amanda came with some gifts with the four of you. she gave Colby a crystal to help amplify his empathic skills, and evil eye bracelets for both Nate and Sam. 

"These are just because I felt bad getting something for Colby and not you two." she spoke handing over the bracelets.

The raven haired man gasped, bringing his hands up to his chest, "She has a favorite!"

Nate placed his hands up on his waist, popping out his hip, "Well that's ok." he shot back sassily, dangly earrings swishing by his neck.

The blonde girl however, hummed in agreeance with Colby reaching back into her bag, "Yep, but it's not you." setting off scandalized gasps from the two men and hysteric laughter from sam. Amanda approached you with a small bag usually used for jewelry.

You took it smugly, leaning forward to kiss her on the cheek, "Thank you m'love"

"of course darling" she played along, "I heard you also have some abilities, so I picked out three things to help" she spoke as you opened the bag, pouring the items in your hand, "Ok, so this one is Labradorite" she pointed to the darker, slightly iridescent one, "It is one of the best crystals for enhancing abilities, it extends your awareness, helps you connect with the spiritual world and can be very grounding and helpful for mediums." she moved to the brighter crystal, "This one is Angelite, the same as Colby's-" 

"oh." the mentioned male scoffed playfully, crossing his arms, "I see how it is... I feel very special now." 

"-and the last one," Amanda pointed to a pitch black stone that was attached to a corded necklace, "is Black Tourmaline, which is really good at protecting and shielding you from bad energy. It can basically cleanse you from any unwanted energy that comes your way." 

"Ok!" sam exclaimed, "Now that we've handed out the gifts and the pity gifts" he raised his wrist up to the camera, making the rest of you laugh, Lets get on to the investigation!"

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The group decided to move on to the seance room after very little seemed to be happening within Chole's room. 

"I hated this room earlier" Nate shivered next to you, "It just... I don't know, it's just weird."

You nodded as you followed him in, "Yeah? Now imagine feeling heavy when you walk in" 

"Really?" he looked down at you, "What do you mean?"

"It's just like what Amanda said earlier," you shrugged softly, "it's just very heavy in here, it feels tight." 

You let go of Nate's hand, leaving him as he went to look at a painting in the corner, approaching Amanda instead. You stood next to the blonde as she looked up at the mirror that faces the one in the other parlor. 

You shifted you gaze between her and the mirror quickly, "So... whatcha lookin at?"

She gestured you to stand next to her facing the mirror, never once moving her own gaze from the glass, "so look up there," she pointed at a specific area, "and unfocus you eyes- almost like youre trying to look through the mirror" she explained. 

Within a few seconds she could feel you tense beside her, causing the blonde to grin, "you see it?" 

"yeah" you breathed, nodding slowly, "yeah I see it" 

"Yo wait" Nate whipped around, "see what? exactly?" he moved up behind you, placing his head over your shoulder, squinting his eyes to find whatever the two of you seemed to see, "I dont see it"

"I keep seeing things move behind me" Amanda spoke

"I cant see anything specific" you added, "but I can see shapes moving" you explained gesturing up to point in the direction of the areas you spoke of, "like I saw something move like this" you dragged you hand, "and something over there" 

Amanda hummed in affirmation, "yep, where you just pointed, between this wall in the candles, there's someone" she moved her other hand, "and over here, where you saw something move, there was some kids." 

"thats crazy"

"are you feeling anything right now?" Nate questioned, as Colby moved to flip off the lights.

The both of you answered simultaneously, gaving very opposite answers,

"No."

"Yes." 

and for the first time in what felt like hours, you and Amanda broke your gazes from the mirror turning to each other instead.

"You really dont feel that?"

she shook her head, "no, I'm seeing them. I feel that someone is here, like I have full goosebumps"

"N/N" Nate placed a hand on your shoulder, "what are you feeling?"

You looked back to the mirror, looking for anymore blurs, only to see nothing, "It felt like- happy? I guess? Like you know that feeling of when you'd go to the park when you were younger and you were just like- excited? it felt like that."

Amanda nodded slowly in thought, "well, that could be the kids I saw, they did look pretty happy."

"but now" you spoke up once more, causing the boy's eyebrows to furrow, "now it just feels crowded. I cant pull one emotion from another. Its so weird." 

"the energy in here is insane" Amanda agreed, "I feel like if we did a seance at the seance table- we could get some pretty gnarly stuff"

━─━────༺✧༻────━─━

So, that what the group did. you broke out the spirit box, and immediately you were greeted with several hellos. 

"Is there any sign you could give us of who were talking to?" Sam spoke up, "a name, an occupation?"

Kate

Colby looked up with squinted brows, confused at the sound "what did that say"

"it said Kate" you responded from next to Nate, hand on his arm, "im pretty sure it said Kate"

"yeah" Amanda added, "I wrote Kate right before it said that"

"is it true that this room is a portal?"

you stepped back at the question, making Nate look to you in concern "guys I just got really nautious-" 

Evil

"oh no-no-no- I don't like that" you rush out, placing yourself on the other side of the doorframe, "i'm definitely not a fan of that"

Sam, Colby, Nate and Amanda continued to speak to the spirit box within the room while you stayed in the hallway. Nate moved from the group and closer to you to make sure you were ok.

"Can you tell us how many spirits are in here with us right now?"

three 

from the doorway, you couldve sworn you saw a flash of green reflect in one of the glass window panes. Green, like the head wrap Chloe was said to wear. 

"do you think.." you trailed off moving closer to your boyfriend, "could Chloe be one of them?" you whispered. 

he stepped out of the room upon seeing your expression. You seemed paler than usually and he could almost see you shaking with wide glassy eyes staring back at him. He wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back to give you some semblance of comfort. 

Nate, his chin resting in your head, repeated your words louder to for the group still inside the room to hear, "Was that Chloe?"

Me

Look 

you whimpered, pressing your face into his chest, "nope. tell Amanda to look at the window-"

"-that candle just got so bright at the far end-"

"-yeah that one." you mumbled, "the window by the candles. I saw something green over there."

the brown hared man nodded, raising his voice to cut off the trio 's conversation on the candle's, "Amanda? N/N said to check around that window. She said she saw something green flash overthere earlier." 

"Yo! What?" sam exclaimed excitedly, moving to you both with the camera while Amanda looked by the window pane, "What happened? what did you-"

 he was cut off by Nate shaking his head quickly above you, "not right now" he whispered to the blonde, "later." 

Sam nodded understandly, moving to film Amanda by the window, "You see anything?"

"no, not anymore." she stated, "its all clear, whatever it was must've moved by now."

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A few rooms and a short reenactment later, it was time for solo investigations. Well, at least it was solo for Sam and Colby, you, Nate, and Amanda were able to go out on the porch together.

The three of you were given the spot where Chloe's picture was taken, and had decided to take turns doing the Estes Method. Amanda was first up in the rocking chair. 

"I've got some information"

"woah" Nate turned to the camera to you, who was laughing softly from shock.

"We didnt even ask anything yet," you looked into the camera lens, "and were already getting answers? this is crazy"  

Nate hummed, "Yeah this is insane- what type of information do you have?"

"lets go"

"Go where?" you questioned, "where do you want to go?"

after a few minutes you received no response. you shrugged, looking over to Nate, "I don't know, you ask a question" you laughed, "it doesn't like me I guess"

He shrugged at your statement, readying his next question "Chloe, did you put yourself at risk to get the information?"

"ready"

you squinted at one another, "are you ready to put yourself at risk?"

"for the information?" Nate added on. 

"yes" 

you shook your head with a smile, " I guess she's ready ti talk"

"yes"

"Chloe was it you that they photographed in this alleyway?"

"Accident"

"You didnt intend to be in the photo?" 

You turned around, looking off the balcony as Amanda shivered, brushing her arms, "something just touched me" 

Nate turned his head, looking your direction as you gazed out onto the dark field, "Babe?" he whispered, "You alright?" 

"yeah" you muttered, scanning the yard, "yeah, I just got that feeling that something was watching me." you shook your head and rolled your shoulders, "it was probably nothing."

Nate nodded slowly, continuing his questioning of Amanda rather than you, glancing at your from the corner of his eye to make sure you were alright. "Chloe, does guilt keep you here?"

"I knew it was wrong"

You and Nate brought Amanda out of the trance to add a trigger object, things for more intense from there. The answers seemed more and more on the nose, and the small inkling you had of being watched quickly increased tenfold.

You soon felt like you spent less time engaged in the investigation, and more time peering over your shoulder.

"it was the family name"

"Woodruff? Did you hear Woodruff?" Nate rushed, "are you trying to tell us about the Woodruff family?"

"It went silent" Amanda exclaimed, "like full complete silence for a full 'Mississippi' and then it started again"

"it was in the house"

"Are you tired" 

"I hope you don't mind" Nate mentioned, gesturing too the plant, "We have oleander in Amanda's hand-"

"I know"

"-was the death an accident or was it an act of revenge?"

"Nate" you whisper, looking out into the yard, "I...I don't think this is a good idea anymore."

his eyebrows furrowed, peering at you while keeping the camera on Amanda, "Why? What's up"

 you sighed, "I just- I think we should stop. something doesn't feel right." you tore your gaze from the dark, looking up to him, "something's wrong-"

"its time to wrap up-"

The blonde spoke removing the blindfold and headphones, "I swear, it said, 'its time to wrap up'"

"See!" you gasped hitting the man's arm, "told you!"

Amanda looked between the two of you, both of your eyes were wide and your posture screamed that you were both worried, "what's going on?" 

Nate set the camera down on the bannister, still filming, as he went to get all the equipment together, "N/N was just talking about how something feels wrong and we should quit." he looked up at the blonde, "she's been feeling weird this whole time"

The two continue talking while you walk further up the porch. The feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger as you surveyed the yard, eventually catching a glimpse of something off to the side. You leaned over the wood and squinted, trying your best to get a better look. 

Soon, you saw it. 

"Guys" you muttered, trying again louder when they didn't respond "Guys!" 

Nate looked up seeing how far down the porch you'd wandered, "N/N? what's going on?" 

you looked at them eyes wide, "There's someone out here." you panicked, "please, please tell me you're almost done because there's someone in the yard and they're getting closer."

Nate straighted his back, looking into the grass too. he didnt see anything at the moment, but you were so far down and it was dar enough that it could simply be that he was too far. He waved his arm gesturing you over to them, "N/N I need you to come down here right now" 

For all he knew, that was some psyco trying to add a new spirit to the home. That spirit, would not be you if he had anything to say about it. 

"oh my god" you yelled, running up beside the two, "its getting closer."

The brown haired man moved to shield the two of you, shoving the equipment you three brought out to you an Amanda, only keeping a flashlight, "Go inside."

"but-"

"Y/N go inside."

"Wait" Amanda spoke up, peeking around the man's shoulder, "to the left?"

you were shaking at this point, "yeah, It followed me down from that side"

The blonde moved forward, pulling the flashlight from Nate's grip, illuminating the patch to see nothing there, "There?" 

you tilted your head in confusion, "well... yeah? it was-"

Amanda turned off the flashlight and the both of you were greeted with the dark figure once more, this time it was only about 10 feet from the railing. 

"oh my god" you breathed, heart hammering in your chest.

The urgency in your boyfriend began to dissipate, believing that while a spirit following his girlfriend wasnt the best- it was better than her being followed by an actual crazy person.

However the seriousness of the blonde nearly doubled once she caught sight of the glowing red eyes. "You are not allowed to be here." she spoke stern, making you stiffen even further, "you do not have permission to follow us or come any closer."

"Amanda, what is happening?" you spoke, eyes trained on the humanoid figure before you. 

"move back to the door" the blonde spoke softly to you and nate, before strengthening her voice once more, "You do not have the right to follow us into the home, you must stay out here." 

Once the door closed, the blonde watched the figure through the window until it dissolved into the air. 

"you see that stuff all the time?" you stuttered, clinging to Nates arms that wrapped around your waist, "like thats what a ghost is? I've never actually seen something like that before" 

"no." the blonde spoke turning to face you, "that... Y/N, that wasnt a spirit. that was a demon."

#nate hardy x reader #nate hardy imagine #sam and colby imagine #request #nate hardy

[fluffy-peachclouds]

FANDOMS I RECENTLY JOINED:

IK IK SOME PEOPLE MAY BE THINKING “you’re only joining bc it’s popular” if that’s u then S T F U let me enjoy this please and NO I genuinely like the characters and show and I really hope it gets continued

Kinda upset on how this slightly got ruined I loved the horror parts of it and the characters (Sally is my fav) This is what got me interested in games or shows like the amazing digital circus

FANDOMS I REJOINED:

Dhmis (don’t hug me I’m scared) is definitely one of the older ones I joined and weirdest to understand tbh I still love the main mcs tho

Now this is also one I joined after Dhmis I been interested in the game SINCE the start I slowly left and rejoined later one HUGE issue I seen in the fandom is the sexualization and white washing of Amanda (the little girl with a yellow shirt) which is disgusting and I hope it stops

RAH A CLASSIC ONE OF MY FAVS AND THE MOVIES ALMOSY OUT idk if there is anything wrong with the fandom besides some sexualization of Gregory (security breach) idk if it’s been removed and I haven’t seen security breach ruins yet

ANYWAYS BYEEE

#welcome home #the amazing digital circus #fnaf games #amanda the adventurer #dhmis

[poppyfamily]

LOOK I CARE ABOUT THE GRACE & FRANKIE AU alright i need to sleep. 🩷 feel free to infodump

GOD BLESS THANKS FOR PASSING BY AND I HOPE U SLEEP WELL

anyway basic g&f premise

chanse and angela married for years. shayne and amanda married for years. until shayne and chanse leave their wives for each other. angela and amanda start to live together and shenanigans ensue.

chanse and shayne have a long-term yearning thing that's been going on.

amangela have an enemies to lovers thing.

shayne leaving amanda has the same energy as shayne rejecting courtney in the love is blind video. amanda's reaction to that - think about the fnaf 2 video when she rants about shayne just leaving her.

chanse and angela have a companionship kinda vibe marriage and like lowkey angela is not really surprised when it happens. kinda hurts but she's got a lot going on for her (chanse and angela in the same community theater production bc that's how they are)

chanse and shayne still love their wives...just not like to the full extent they love each other. amanda has more angst than angela about the whole thing but they find healing in each other.

i don't really wanna tie them to the og characters but if i HAD TO chanse and angela are frankie and sol, shayne and amanda are grace and robert.

idk about kids yet or if i should cast smosh people in it in my brain but arasha as brianna would be hilarious.

honestly imagined this like a sketch, or something similar bc amanda and angela playing old women is 10/10 to me. we'll never get that so this just lives in my head and here on tumblr dot com now i guess.

but u want married with 8 kids (and grandkids) amangela? try this unconventional family.

#things in my drafts that are now public i guess #amangela #shaynse #shaymanda #changela #asks #flickertheory #au #i said that #fic*

[alixlives]

going into the new year, i want to appreciate some of my mutuals/friends.

everyone on this list means so much to me even if i havent properly expressed it. i love you guys so much & im so grateful to go into the new year with you all. (Know that even if you’re not on this list, you’re still so incredibly important to me/gen. I love all of my mutuals & im so happy to go into 2024 with y’all<3)

@wilbyscoot - I don’t even know where to start with you/pos. You’re my brother, my best friend, you really do mean a lot to me. I’m so grateful to be your friend, honestly. You’re so fun to talk to, i love messing with you/aff and despite whatever protest i may say i love when you do it back, I find the banter really fun and I always laugh and have such a wide smile on my face. You’re so sweet & one of the nicest people I’ve ever known. I love you so much<3 /p

@totallynotbat Bat you honestly really do mean a lot to me. You’re one of my closest friends and I love talking with you. I love playing roblox with you, especially when I’m kicking your ass in flee the facility^^ /j You’re honestly just such a fun person to be around, you are very sweet and such a kind person. I love you :D /p

@sketchingtothemoon I know I don’t really express it a lot but I’m so grateful to be your friend. You’re so supportive, kind, and you’re always there to simply just listen. Talking with you is always fun, I’m always smiling during it even if it doesn’t really seem like it. You’re an amazing friend and you’re like a sister to me. I love you ^^ /p

@coolbananas143 AMANDA !! I really love talking with you!! You’re very funny and so cool, a little intimidating/hj but nonetheless i really love every moment that I have talking with you. You’re like an older sibling to me and you’re an absolutely amazing friend/gen. I love you!!/p

@mochamuff1n MOCHA!!!! You are such a SILLY GUY/POS i love talking to you!! You’re an amazing friend and i dont know why you are intimidated by me but its okay cause i am intimidated by you too /pos You’re so cool and im so happy that I’m friends with you and that I get to go into the new year with you. I love u silly man!!/p

@boardmanpanic I still find it so hilarious how we both suspected that we’re in the community (and that i was right about you after months of suspicion/hj.) You’re a really cool person and i love talking with you!! You are also very funny. How do you do that/j And of course, im really grateful to go into the new year with you !!!!/gen

@snake-anon By far my fav anon I’ve ever had. You are so silly and so supportive of my writings and I’m so thankful for that. I would honestly love to talk with you more, you’re genuinely really cool and definitely a great friend^^

@orphicrublee you are so SWEET HOLY FUCK/gen . You’re one of the kindest people I know i swear, and you’re always like the first to reblog & support my fics when I post them and thank u so much for that😭🫶 I’m really happy to know you & thank you for just being you !!

@radio-to-trenchcoat-demons AAAAH. You are seriously so fuckinf nice🥹/pos You’ve always been really supportive & nice about me being in the community and i was seriously so happy to answer your questions about it & introduce you to it. You’re really fun to talk to and i’m so glad to go into 2024 with you!!^^

@hyper-raccoon23 man what a silly guy you are/pos You’re very cool and i’m so happy to know u!! You’re very sweet and you seem like such a fun person, i’d love to talk with you more :D I’m very thankful for your support on my fics of course, thank you so much. I hope 2024 treats u well ^^

I hope 2024 treats all of you well. I love you all so much, thank you for being such amazing people. Happy New Year! 🫶❤️

#strangleetomz #mutual appreciation

[vinewoodclassics]

do u have more to say on aro michael cuz i’ve ALSO considered this for him before it’s like ur reading my mind w these posts

me and you.. 🤞🏽 this made me smile evilly actually because i do in fact have more to say. it’s a little hard for me to coherently group my thoughts together though so walk with me here

this may be a sliight reach but my one of my main basis’ for it is that one conversation he has with franklin where he says that his marriage happened purely based off physical attraction, meanwhile it’s very clear after reuniting the family (and even after did somebody say yoga. that man was tweaking out without his family) that he does have feelings for amanda that aren’t sexual. they just aren’t your “typical” super strong romantic feelings that you see other people talking about

michael is a movie guy and bases most aspects of life off what he sees on the screen. and in every movie where there’s a love interest there’s always some big expression of love. yknow. butterflies, sparkles in your vision, intense longing and super lengthy speeches. now i don’t think michael is incapable of romantic attraction, i just personally believe that his version of it is a lot more muted than the type you see in movie couples. there are no sparkles in his vision, what the hell. and of course to him, that means the attraction isn’t there at all, because vinewood told him that that’s what love is supposed to be like and vinewood is always right

again very hard for me to word (so sorry. really hope this isn’t too confusing to read) but tldr i think he visibly expresses aromantic tendencies and whatnot, except it’s somewhat overshadowed (? if that’s the right word) by the fact that he’s the one expressing it, because he doesn’t know what those tendencies stem from. he loves his wife just not in a purely allosexual way and that makes him immensely conflicted because, again, it’s There. just not in the way he thinks it should be

#gta 5 #gta v #michael de santa #tldr tldr dr friedlander should’ve put me on the team to inspire a real breakthrough #this could also tie into trikey #but i’m keeping it canon specific for essay purposes #text

[rzyraffek]

Fallout characters with plus size s/o!

(Swf)(also by s/o I mean main character😈)(they them pronouns)

(Funfact:back in the days(midage) plus-size people were seen as richer, better taken care of, because it meant that they didnt have to work they ass of And could affort food. And I feel like it would be similar in apocalipse world😈)(and in ancient rome chubby girls were seen as top tier wife materials) (those are my honest thought about characters and how they really would react, so if one of them seems mean, im sorry)

Fallout3

Butch- okay we all know he is an asshole, he would bully them with his super mega cool gang. BUT when they save his mom he will respect them madly, and feel guilt. Sadly there was no time for apologising because s/o was busy looking for their dad. Oh I forgot to mension, he is great example of this cringy prompt "he bullies you because he loves you"🙄 But after s/o came back to valut he went😳 specialy if s/o got some cool scars/piercings/shaved heas/tattoos. Also He will bully Amanda for kicking them from valut. And then probably leave too, its boring without them. And he finds strech Marks hot (they are super hot for him) (when they meet in wastelands he will apologise and simp)

Charon- bruh he simply doesnt care, about their looks. Fuck when they met he didnt even care about their peronality. It was simple they point he shoots. But later after long time and work Charon finally starts to belive them that he isnt just another tool, another weapon. For them he was a person with his own history and opinions and thats what got him in love, not their looks. Of course it took a long time for him to get use to the idea of being his own free person But he slowly warms up to it. Also no matter how much they weigh he can pick them up easly. He sucks at any kind of comunication but Hes trying

Fallout new vegas

Raul-just like charon- He doenst care about their looks. He seen all types of people, before and after bombs.

Boone- this guy judges everyone, doesnt matter if u are top1 skinnies person ever or the most musuclar ever, he will judge you at first. Later he turns into smol bean that needs comforting and hugs. He is this Type of person to never talk about his emotions but He will open up later. He will Just hug them from behind and say some unholy stuff🙄men🙄

Benny-tbh he feels like guy Who would be more into plus-size people than skinny. Also He would spoil them with complements. He has No opinon about strech marks,they are Just there thats all. If any of his chairman would even Look at them in wrong way... guess Who lost job today😎. He would love cuddles and BENNY THE SMOL SPOON🤯

Vuples-this bitch, this little crazy furry. He would say a lot of mean coments. But if his future s/o proves that they are as strong(and even stronger) than average person He will stop. He Just tried to intimidate them, and tried to find easy spot. He wont apologise but wont do it ever again. And deeper into relationship He would love to hug them and say good stuff about their looks (not complements more like honest good words idk how to explain)

Arcade-finds it cute, specialy if s/o has big tights. At first he wont comment on it(he is raised well, he know that its rude to coment someones body) but if they get along he will let them know that they look stunning🥰 Just imagine him resting his head on their legs and reading random book then falling asleep.

Joshua Grahm- he is a chirstian boi he would neve-😳lourd have mercy😳😳 he thought the only women he needs in his life is holy mary but oh my. He is lucky that he has whole body covered in bangades. If he could, he would blush. Bonus points if s/o belives in the same God as him. He will invite them to prays together, if they arent religious he will still invite them in hopes that they will join him🤯 he is in love with their chubby arms and/or legs. And hes the last one to judge their strech marks(his skin care is worse than my math grade i dont think he cares about their ether) (also strech marks arent caused by bad skin care that was a joke please dont cancel me)

Ulysses- he knew them for years, he doesnt care and will bomb anyone mean to them. Imagine romantic afternoon, firecamp, s/o sitting On ground fixing their gun/Reading magazines and ulysses Just laying On their lap or stomach and telling stories. He been thrue alot, most of it may be scary but there were some good parts and thats what he is focusing on at this point of his life.

I will make seperate one for fallout 4 characters later. Its just a lot of them and im sleepy.

And by s/o dont mean nesecary romantic relationship, i just didnt know what to call it? Because theres no way in hell im putting y/n in this (unless somone request)

Also if u got offended im so sorry(im not jokin i really apoligise) and im not skinny aswell so some of those ideas i got from my own expirience and life🥰 its 2am btw

#fallout new vegas #fnv #vulpes inculta #arcade gannon #fnv companions #fallout 3 #fallout charon #butch deloria #boone x courier #craig boone #fnv arcade #joshua graham #ulysses #fnv ulysses #benny gecko x reader #fnv benny #benny gecko #raul tejada #fnv raul

[changethecircumstances]

No major spoilers but my initial thoughts after getting out

Wasn't as connected as I was hoping to the original series I do think it worked in this film's favor but I would have loved a few more cameos and references

Big lesbian energy from Amanda

Solid traps that actually made me squeamish and I really liked how everyone was together but couldn't actively help each other besides words. It made each trap feel more unique and less convoluted and heightened the tension as u were unable to directly help the person in the trap just like the others

It almost completely took place in Mexico which I wasn't expecting but again keeping it more focused was good

Carlos is amazing where's my sequel where I get to see him all grown up?

The bathroom is exactly what ud expect with nothing really earth shattering happening in it but it still put a smile on my face to see it

Still got plenty of John’s hypocrisy life coach my ass

And the movie did a great job of making me feel sorry for John while simultaneously wanting to beat his ass on behalf of Amanda

Spiral is no longer the most orange movie in the franchise lol. Technically this one was more yellow which I swear Mexico yellow feels like an epidemic in movies sometimes

And finally a solid twist though the fucking family feels sitcom line of "it didn't go exactly as planned" had me dying like John ur talking like u forgot the burgers for the barbecue lol

#saw #saw x #saw x spoilers #saw series #saw franchise #spoilers

[national-hockey-lesbian]

do you have any poetry collection recommendations/poet recommendations in general just to like Read?

boy do i ever!!!

okay i have two all time top favorite poets (not ranked in a particular order):

1. Louise Glück: There was actually an anthology published of all the books so published from the start of her career to 2012.

(Poems 1962-2012 is 600+ pages of incredible poetry and relatively cheap, especially for its size and considering poetry tends to cost more than fiction books)

Glück’s poetry is actually the reason I started reading more poetry in the first place. She writes both long form and short form poetry (with her more recent working being longer than a lot of her previous poems), and her language level tends to be pretty accessible.

She writes about hundreds of different topics, but reading from the anthology you get a large mix of themes about motherhood, love, and nature and she also has collections that focus on greek mythology as well as jewish religion.

She has won a Nobel Prize for her poetry, which I consider to be a pretty good way to gauge the caliber of her work!

Highly, highly recommend her work!!

2. Ocean Vuong.

I’ve read his three most recent works: Night Sky With Exit Wounds, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, and Time is a Mother.

On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous is actually a novel rather than a poetry collection but it reads a lot like poetry and I consider it to be an must-read.

A lot of his works center around his his experience as a queer, Vietnamese American and his relationship with his own intrapersonal identity as well as with his mother. I cant think of a single poem of his that isn’t absolutely incredible, and I think if you’re going to talk about the best poets of our age he’s a crucial mention.

I highly recommend reading his works in publishing order (which is the way I listed them above). His poetry is genuinely life-changing and I cannot stress how much I recommend his writing.

Outside of my two favorite authors I also recommend:

–Amanda Gorman, who is the youngest inaugural poet in U. S. history and is shaping the voice of modern poetry.

You can watch her recite her inaugural poem, “The Hill We Climb” here!

She also has published a collection of her poetry, Call Us What We Carry, which I read all in the same day I bought it because it’s brilliant and captivating.

—The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo, which is a fiction novel but the main character narrates the story through her own poetry, making it a poetry collection and a novel all in one. I read this for the first time when I was 13 and I pick it up again every single year.

(I do also highly recommend looking up trigger warnings for this book before you read it, because there are a couple scenes that can be intense!)

—The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi. It’s likely you’re familiar with this quote from it (which i see circulating tumblr and pinterest all the time):

“Lord, I confess I want the clarity of catastrophe but not the catastrophe. Like everyone else, I want a storm I can dance in.

I want an excuse to change my life.”

And I can guarantee the rest of this poetry collection is just as poignant and beautiful! Highly recommend, 10/10 stars always.

—Pablo Neruda is also one of my favorite poets! I own a large collection of his poetry, The Poems of Pablo Neruda, which places the original poem, written in Spanish, next to the English translation, which I enjoy a lot. He also has a lot of well-known quotes that float around tumblr a lot, so that sense of familiarity can be fun, especially when you’re not expecting it!

Hope you enjoy these recommendations!

#this is actually a funny request right now because whenever i recommend poetry i go through my own personal book collection #and i’m moving to college in less than a week (and flying with a limited amount of bag) so a lot of my favorite books are going #to be left behind and every single book on this list owns a well loved place in my collection #so i have DECISIONS to make #especially because i can’t guarantee that what i leave behind will ever come back into my possession #but anyways!! i am always down to discuss poetry #my sister also just gifted me a collection of all the poems she’s ever written and i wish i could just telepathically communicate it to you #but alas she has not yet taken my advice to publish any of her poetry anywhere😔 (except for in my personal library ofc) #i also donated a lot of my books recently and there was a really good poetry book in there i can’t remember the title or author of😭😭 #ask #poetry #recs #me re-reading this list realizing how american it is clearly i have a bias

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

i want 2024 to be year of tea i'm trying really hard to quit energy drinks x__x my favorites are earl grey and green tea with jasmine and chai. what do you think i should try next. oh i love yerba mate too :} i love your mugs and tea pot! i have lots of unique beautiful mugs & tea cups from thrift stores but i never seem to find any good tea pots....

OMG i feel u i used to be so addicted too !! Until eventually my body just started to reject them ha ha #oldbitcheswinning . . green tea w jasmine always been one of my favs too ^^ and earl grey ofc due to My Upbringing, quick lore drop: when i was a baby i hated milk so my british ass parents wld give me earl grey tea in my bottle LOL.. decaf i hope ?.. idk man british people are...Anyways. earl grey or any type of black tea is like, my true sweet spot. black tea have the most caffeine iirc. U should try oolong!! its caffeinated, the way to brew it is unique n fun, and it tastes soooo good also nice health benefits :D :thumbup:

most the stuff i been drining lately is herbal, i just cant handle caffeine anymore it keeps me up all night for no reason idk y i became so sensitive. another anon sent me a message a few days ago asking about my tea journey n i havent answered yet cus its gonna end up being SO long lmao. it'll b like my fuckingg whats it called. THESIS lol. my teasis.......i'll get to it soon.

the tea pots have been life changing, my lovely friend amanda got me the pink one, and the rest are slimbo's mom's which she's had since she was a little girl in the 70s .. she was soo excited to get them out and show me too TwT very sentimental for me <3 Dont give up your search !! i wished for a nice teapot to use and suddenly i had like 5 of them appear in my life all at once. tea has special magnetism to it dont u think ;0

[unknownteapot]

My unpopular shourtney opinion is that I really hate the way the Smosh fandom polices its shippers. It's the ship that smosh themselves arguably fanservices the most, yet you hop onto any social media platform and there's this weird clique-y negative attitude when it comes to anyone shipping them. Which is extra ironic considering: put 'smosh' into the tag search here on tumblr and ALLLLLL you're scrolling through is rpf ship content. But, oh, guess we're all down to clown over shaymien 'cause it's fun but it's invasive when it's shourtney? But not iananthony or shayne/chanse or amanda/angela or spencer/courtney or or or etc. There's such a huge hypocrisy when it comes to Shayne and Courtney and the double standard of "don't ship real people, it's weird............ except for these real people that iiiii've deemed shippable" is a huge turnoff from making me want to participate in the fandom. Like, we're all little weirdos at the table. You don't have to police the party. AND ADDITIONALLY: people overanalyze interactions and videos and pictures ALL THE TIME. Yes, I wish the shourtney fandom in general would chill with freeze framing videos and doing crime scene level analysis on them, but I see that happening with every ship mentioned above too. It's the nature of shipping, it's not exclusive to shourtney✌️

ooofffff anon, hello hii and thank you for sharing <3

i do understand where you're coming from with the irony of it being okay to ship certain couples but not others, and while i haven't experienced much of it myself yet as i'm fairly new to the fandom & tumblr, i do see the double standards. but, i also think there's a reason they exist and it's a valid one (even if it is a little sad)

people who've been fans longer than me can correct me- but i'm pretty sure there was a strange discord(?) where invasive shourtney 'proofs' were being posted and discussed and so on for a while, and as we know c has experienced their fair share of stalker-ish behaviours. due to how immensely popular the shourtney ship is/was in the early days of smosh and the behaviours of some members of the fandom, shourtney shippers gained a reputation of being overly analytical and invasive. that's where i think its important to draw the distinction between shipping and trying to prove a relationship.

i think a lot of shourtney shippers fell/fall into the latter category, where 'shipping' treads the line of seeking to expose them somehow or 'show the truth' -> in my eyes that's not really shipping, that's just an invasion of privacy, so i do understand where others' hesitation or disdain comes from when talking about shourtney shippers in this context.

however, of course some of us are here because we just love them, love their dynamic, find them to be a safe space for us or want to rant about how cute they are or the look they shared in a video- that's just standard fan behaviour in my eyes. i don't even have that much of a problem with people analysing (public) interactions/freeze-framing videos of cute moments or whatnot, because that's just looking into their dynamic, that's shipping culture at its core. every ship is entitled to cute gifets and loving rants, like u say:

"Like, we're all little weirdos at the table." anon i love u hahahahh

it can be frustrating feeling like we're looked down upon as shourtney shippers, but i think now its up to us to build that reputation back up of respect and boundaries, and lean more into the shipping side of things rather than the 'proofs' side of things <3

(god this was long, i hope this answered your ask anon :)

#ask q #unpopular shourtney opinions #shourtney #shartney #shayne topp #courtney miller #smosh

[natashasbitxh]

I just became a main channel member and there's a great shaynse interaction in the pokemon in real life bts. Them joking around and smiling so much while Chanse is getting in meowth makeup. One thing about them is they have so much natural chemistry, nothing feels forced and I'm suprised at how fast they got there. Shayne really took to Chanse and Angela as soon as they started at smosh and I love it.

This versus with Damien where I feel like him and Chanse were a little bit distant/didn't seem to connect on a lot of levels but with dnd I think it finally clicked and I've been feeling vibes between them lol. Can we talk a little bit about Chamien(?), Damianse(?).

The talking about Chanse when he's not there is also true for Damien, he did interviews for sword af and the only cast member he name dropped was Chanse. He said "I appreciate you so much" to him in the dnd wrap-up episode like 3 times. They flirt a lot in tntl as their characters. In the first half of the pumpkin stream they were in their own world talking about anime. The party animals is a gold mine and I don't think i've ever seen Chanse so proud when Damien was explaining his one direction joke at 1:27. In the swearmints video Damien remembering Chanse's answer in the first round from the year before and them having a dance break.

I'm pretty bummed that Damien seems to be distancing himself from smosh slowly because I really enjoy their dynamic and I don't know if they're going to be in a lot of videos together going forward.

All of this to say that Chanse got really confortable at smosh in 2023 and now I ship him with everybody oops. Of course we don't know him irl but as a fiction trope I think he would be the closet key for a lot of people

I'm not a member but that almost convinced me to become one😭

I did see Chanse's tiktok tho with Amanda and Shayne and that was the tiniest snippet ever but it was a crumb! Yes, doesn't feel forced at all! And I agree, Shayne took to the new cast rlly quickly! I love his friendship with Angela, its so older brother younger sister to me, I love their dynamic sm!!

oh that's so interesting! I love the name Chamien and I can see where ur coming from! I agree, they were rlly close during sword af, I think it helps that Chanse is rlly into DND like Damien so they kinda bonded over that! I actually remember watching the pumpkin live and wondering if anybody would ship them, cause they rlly were having a great convo together! (Although I quickly got distracted by shaynse) Yh, all of what u have said r rlly good observations and show how sweet Damien is! I'd love to hear more of ur thoughts!

yh, I obviously want Damien to put himself first but I've also noticed distancing. I hope we see more of them too! (And also I can't help but notice there's been a lack of shaymien too)

Yh, Chanse just has rlly great chemistry with everybody! He's just like rlly charismatic, I think!

#nat talks #anon #shaynse #chamien #smoshblr #smosh rpf #smosh ships