#illinois x y/n

[cheeryraccoon]

Wholesome Ego Headcannons

Hey look! I'm not dead! Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'm back at school and have been pretty busy. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these headcannons! -------------------------------------------------------

Mark -

• I see this man being very cuddley. At home if he's not working, he'll just cuddle up to you on the couch. Or if you're busy at your desk he'll just slip his arms around you and hug you. When you're out in public he'll usually just be holding your hand.

• He asked for your opinion on what color he should dye his hair every time he did so.

• Loves to bring you snacks if/when you stream.

• His favorite picture of you is of you and Chica laying in the grass on a sunny day (it's his phone's wallpaper).

• When either of you go on long trips he FaceTimes you to talk about both of your days.

Dark -

• You and Wilford are besties and will often try to get Dark to do something fun with you (sometimes it starts to become Wilford third wheeling but he doesn't mind).

• He uses rose petal cologne... I do not take criticism.

• He teases you sometimes just so he can see you flustered.

• He loves when you hang out in his office when he's working to keep him company.

• He will never admit it but he likes watching cheesy romance movies with you.

Wilford -

• If you ever get mad at him he'll leave and come back with food and puppy eyes.

• He'll randomly take your hand and slow dance with you in the living room.

• He loves nuzzling your noses.

• He loves to buy you clothes and when he sees you wear them he gets excited.

• Sometimes when he is reminded of Damien, Celine, and Actor, he has panic attacks. He'll lock himself in his room and curl up in the corner on the floor, sobbing. When this happens you knock a small jingle (to let him know it's you and he can let you in when he's ready) on the door and sit outside to wait. When he lets you in you'll hug him, tell him that everything is okay and that it wasn't his fault, and give him kisses to make him feel better. He doesn't know what he would do if he didn't have you at those times.

Yancy -

• In prison there's not much you can do for dates... but since you're with the man who knows every nook and cranny of the place he figures things out. At night he'll sneak you outside to stargaze and he can scare all the other prisoners out of the cafeteria at meal time and get the chefs to make you a nice dinner, he'll make sure you can be as happy with him as possible.

• If you share a cell he'll cuddle you when you're cold... or just because.

• He brags about you to everyone else, that includes the guards and the warden.

• He loves pet names, his favorite ones for you being 'buttercup' and 'doll'

• If he's ever insecure about his accent, you reassure him that you love it and that it's amazing the way it is. He appreciates you a lot for that.

Illinois -

• After a long day of adventuring, he loves relaxing with you in his arms as he reads a good book.

• When you steal his hat, or he puts it on your head, he takes a second to stare and take it how much he really loves you.

• If he ever finds out you had a crush on Indiana Jones at some point he'll implode... aka he'll get really flustered and probably get you in a bear hug the next time he sees you.

• This man loves plushies and you can't prove me wrong. If you give him a plush he will have it sitting on his bed and sometimes cuddle it when he goes to sleep. (+10 points if you spray it with your perfume)

• He likes to call you 'peach'.

Engineer Mark -

• He's a puppy. If you give him head pats he will do anything and everything to get more. You called him a good boy once as a joke and he wouldn't stop talking about it for a month. (His newest nickname from you is 'puppy')

• He loves hugs and physical affection  and will constantly try to get hugs from you all the time.

• Celci doesn't understand why you want to date him but will admit that you look cute together.

• Whenever you need him to show you how to do something he'll place his hands on top of yours to show you. He doesn't really think about it but, once he sees you blushing a little, he'll blush and get all smiley.

• If you ever get hurt on the ship, even if its just a tiny paper cut, he'll panic and rush you to the medical room to make sure you're okay.

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[itsyourimaginaryworld]

Miss Impatient | Illinois x Fem!Reader

Ship: Illinois x Fem!Reader Requested by: @nickaroo​ Warnings: near-death experience Notes: Super late fic, hope you enjoy nonetheless! x Words: 705

You weren’t sure how you had ended up saying yes to Illinois taking you with him, a man you’d only met a few weeks ago, but ever since, you had been going on adventure after adventure, without regret. None of your days were boring ever again and the friendship between you was like a passionately burning fire. Today was special, as he said he’d take you to Kitten Heaven, the best place you were ever going to see.

“Are we there yet?” you asked. Not that you were typically one to complain, but even the death traps you and Illinois faced on a daily basis couldn’t scare you out of rushing your way through the tombs as much as you could.

“Little miss impatient today, are we?” he replied, walking behind you in a more calm manner.

You dodged an arrow coming out of a dispenser, light on your feet as ever, and narrowly avoided stepping on another pressure plate. Illinois looked over with a bit of concern, but also knew how good you had become at avoiding the traps, so he didn’t say anything.

“We’re going to Kitten Heaven and you expect me to be patient?” you said, a hint of defense in your voice as you hopped over a tripwire.

Illinois didn’t say anything, as he was distracted by something else. He reached into an old dusty chest with spiderwebs all over it. Looting was a fun part of every adventure, but even now you purposely ignored whatever was lying around. That is until Illinois pulled out a necklace made out entirely of bright, sparkly crystals, it being so pretty looking that it would be inhuman to not be entirely captivated by it.

Ooh, shiny! Excited, you hurried back over to him but felt your heart sink when your ankles touched the familiar tripwire you had avoided before.

Click.

Illinois saw it first — his familiarity with the layout of tombs and the way the sound cues echoed around helped him realize. Two trapdoors opened in the ceiling above you and Illinois leaped forward, tackling you out of the way without thinking twice. Nearly half a second later, the sharpest-looking spikes you’d ever seen fell down and pierced themselves into the ground where you had been standing.

Illinois and you barely processed what happened, both looking back at the trap in horror, and then back at each other. You didn’t know whether you were gonna burst out laughing or crying from the adrenaline.

“You alright?” Illinois asked, still lying on top of you. He’d say it’s because he’s avoiding activating another trap, but really, he wasn’t ready to let you go yet, now finally having an excuse to be so close to you.

“Yeah...” You said, blinking slowly. “You saved me...”

“Oh, don’t worry, that’s just what I do.” He tried to sound casual but you could hear the smug undertone and tried to not roll your eyes and laugh like usual.

“I’ve got this all under control, sweetheart.”

You blushed hard at the nickname (some things you just don’t get used to) and tried to hide your look of disappointment when he got off of you, now feeling cold and less safe without him there.

He extended his hand to you to help you up, and you took it.

When you were both standing upright again he gently put the necklace around your neck.

“You’re gonna need a hero for the rest of your life if we’re gonna keep adventuring,” he said. You looked down, still blushing hard about what happened. But then he lifted up your chin with two fingers and forced you to look him in the eye. “I said I was married to the job when I met you, but honestly, I’ve loved you from the start. I can’t lose you...”

Your stomach filled with butterflies. There was no way... Was this actually happening? Did he like you back? Was all you had to do for a confession this entire time just “have a near-death experience?”

“You’re the lucky one who gets Illinois.”

You laughed, kissed him on the lips, and immediately looked away again, unable to say anything at all. He understood and pulled you closer than ever before.

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[egomeister]

NICKNAMES

IPLIER EGO EDITION

SYNOPSIS: Nicknames they call you, duh (and while I'm here I might aswell say that I'm working on a Yancy x Reader which I should hopefully have done relatively soon 😼)

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Darkiplier

The type to give you a nickname based off of a feature of yours, for example: if you're short he might call you duckling. However his staple is darling, if he doesn't have a unique name for you yet? you're darling or beloved.

Wilford

ALL the sweet/food based names, sugarplum, honey, sweetpea, all in that variety. It honestly might get a little cringy at times, but in a very endearing way.

Actor

Most of the time he won't call you nicknames at all, isn't really his thing, is more likely to just put a 'my' at the start of your name to make it more personal. If he's feeling dramatic then he'll call you the most horrendous names, mi amore, juliet, romeo, casanova. Stop this man.

Yancy

I don't think he's really a nickname person either, mainly just because he has a reputation to keep up. I can see him calling you toots or something like that because he heard it in a movie once, and apparently it's tougher than other nicknames.

Illinois

We all know he's a sweetheart guy, from the day he meets you onwards you'll be sweetheart and then maybe later he'll call you cinnamon/pumpkin (because those are weirdly southern names)

Engineer Mark

Baby, absolutely calls you baby, he just thinks it's the best pet name. Also gives you space related names, star, space girl/boy, sunshine, things like that.

Damien

Does calling you a little monster count? He's also a fan of the classics, darling etc, but he does lean towards more 'original' names, jewel, precious, little heart, snowflake. Much like Dark his names can change depending on the type of person you are/your interests.

#darkiplier x reader #wilford warfstache x reader #actor mark x reader #illinois x reader #yancy x reader #darkiplier x y/n #wilford warfstache x y/n #actor mark x y/n #yancy x y/n #illinois x y/n #tufts iplier egos

[lailakotori]

neat! Thanks.

fluff with maybe Snake owner reader? And dark. Or whoever you think is best!

Headcanons Snake owner!Reader | Illinois x GN!Reader

Finally I’m return to acttive this accout.

Thank you for your request while I’m burn out, It’s very help full. If anyone gonna asked that Did I open a request? The final answer is I’m always open no matter what even if i stop being writer or what you want to call.

Summary: Headcanon Snake owner!Reader meet Illinois

TW: Fluff, Stranger to Lover, Mention a lot of snakes.

Your first meet is in the forest, you camping with your baby anaconda. While you chill, some other travelers scream out loud making you uptight before you stand up and walk to that sound. You meet Illinois and his friend who see Mexican Black KingSnake. So you help and lead them to the road, Illinois flirts you how greets your help or whatever, you annoy him.

But it seems destiny wants you to bind him.

When you came back from the Holidays, You go to the snake museum and meet Illinois who talk with Dr.iplier.

“Come on, Let’s have some lunch”

“Go first, I need to meet Y/n. I want thier help”

“But I know about snake too!”

“You’re adventurer not snake caretaker”

“Ok, you’re right. But-”

“No means no, Illinois. Stop acting like a child”

When you join their chat, Illinois is surprise and happy to see you. You help Dr.iplier about make the snake clam while Illinois being such a casanova at you.

He will visit you after the adventure. Tell everything he saw or whatever he thinks it’s cool to make you impress. If he saw some snake’s eggs, He will make sure first that the mother or father will stay treat, If not he take them in bag and give them to you.

At first, He just sees you as a friend. But every time he’s near you, in his heart wants your reaction to him. Until he realize when sees you talk with Dr.iplier, you can make docter smile slightly, It’s make Illinois jelose little bit. And made him clear that’s he starts fall in love at you.

So he try hard.

He still being such a flirt but in tone serious. For other he’s playful but you? Very seriose. Look at those eyes, Listen his heartbeat, Please take his love.

Every Adventure, Illinois will calls a phone to you and ask about snakes or how to avoid them. Even if he know how to.

Illinois will buy food and drinks for you while you busy.

If you have to adventure, He will go with you no matter what.

Illinois finds out that You and Dr.iplier are best friends since college. Both of you meet in same class and talk about nerd things, that’s why Docter smile or not annoy you.

When you hurt from an accident, Illinois gonna recover and ask in soft tone about your scar. After that he’s not let’s you out the camp until you’re fine.

If your legs hurt, He carries you as royal.

He’s not a snake person but He tries to understand why you love them as a child.

He confesses his love by taking you to have some holidays and says short sentences like ‘I love you, Y/n’ or ‘I got my eyes on you’.

Then you and he become a partner, as a lover and worker same time.

He calls you ‘Mama/Dada snake’ or ‘My legacy’

you and he prefer to have a love language like Quality time and Acts of service because both of you are hard workers.

You and Illinois live the same house, He surprises that you have our own snake but also didn’t mind. To be honest he adore them like his own child.

Both of you love to have a date at camping in forest or the museum.

In my opinion, You and him don’t want to have kid or adopted. Both of you are too busy to takecare.

#lailakotori #canon x reader #canon x y/n #markiplier egos x reader #markiplier fandom #markiplier fanfiction #illinois x reader #illinois #self insert x canon #Illinois x y/n #markipler egos

[darkiplierxreader]

21 from angst prompts with Illinois?

Prompt: 21. “Please. Let me help you.”

TW: Injury, death

Not So Lucky

Well, shit. This certainly wasn’t what you were expecting. Illinois, the self proclaimed “best adventurer ever” challenged you to getting a relic. Whoever got to it first wins, easy and simple, right? And so, of course, you accepted. You’d take nearly any chance you got to prove that he wasn’t the best adventurer. But, it seemed like luck wasn’t on your side this time.

One of the arrow traps had managed to shoot an arrow into your leg, sending you having to tumble down and roll through the rest of the trap. Unbeknownst to you, you rolled into the next trap, the ground caving beneath you. Acting quickly, you managed to grasp onto a small ledge, holding yourself up. Looking down, all you could see was the dark, certainly scary drop below you. The darkness of it looked like it’d swallow you at any second. “Y/N!” Illinois called, drawing your attention.

Looking up, you could see Illinois leaning over the edge, looking down at you. “You alright?” he asked. He had only been a little ways behind you. “I’m hanging in there.” you replied with a minor chuckle, despite this bad situation and the growing, searing hot pain in your leg.

Though, that didn’t seem to pull a chuckle from Illinois. “Alright, stay there. I’m going to try to get to you.” he responded, starting to look around a bit.

“No, Illinois. Don’t.” you spoke up, making him look back down at you, confusion on his face. “What?”

“I said don’t. I’m sure we both know that one way or another, I’m not getting out of here.” you said, giving him a small, sad smile. He shook his head.

“Don’t talk like that. You’re going to be fine.” he tried to reassure you, but you knew he knew that you weren’t getting out of here. Alive, at least. If anyone found you afterward. “We both know that’s not how this is going to work out.” you spoke.

Though, it seems like Illinois was very stubborn. “No, that is how it’s going to work out. So please. Let me help you.” he requested, but you shook your head.

“No, Illinois and that’s final. I think we both know this would happen eventually, whether we were adventuring together and competing or not.” you answered.

“Going into this life, I already accepted my fate. I knew something would happen eventually, and it looks like today is that day.” you added.

“Hey, come on… don’t get all sentimental. You’re going to be fine.” Illinois insisted.

“Illinois.” you said sternly. The ledge beneath your hand began to crack, not being able to hold your weight much longer. The ledge was very small anyway, barely large enough to fit your hand. “Go get the relic. That’s what we came here for.” you said.

He didn’t shake his head or anything, simply staring at you and you could’ve sworn you saw a flash of fear in his normally flirty gaze. The ledge cracked more. “There isn’t much time, but I want to tell you something.” you added and he nodded.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but you’re the bravest person I know. You’ve done things that even I probably wouldn’t.” you said.

He frowned at your words. “And I think I might have fallen for you and your stupid flirty responses.” the ledge was about to give out as you could tell.

“..what?” Illinois replied. “You heard me. But I just hope this won’t hurt too mu-“ before you could get another word in, the ledge gave out.

“Y/N!” Illinois yelled to you as you fell and before you submerged into the inky darkness, you gave him a small, sad smile.

You didn’t think it’d end like this. Falling for what seemed like hours, but was only a couple seconds. You close your eyes.

This was it.

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[romanticallyghosting]

ooooo okay 💐 and illinois because that man has my heart, it is so pathetically funny how quickly i caved when playing ahwm with my bestie (who predicted that i would love him) angel anon

You were about halfway to the priceless artifact you and Illinois were looking for when the man in front of you stopped abruptly.

You walked around to see what Illinois was looking at before freezing beside him and gasping in pure awe.

In front of both of you was a flower patch of every color known to man. Snow littered the ground surrounding you while the plants in front of you stood untouched by the frozen water, in a sort of inverse snowglobe.

Illinois was the first to move, kneeling down and delicately touching the flowers with his back turned to you.

he turned back around with a small bunch of flowers in hand, being sure to wink after extending the bouquet out to you.

#sorry this took so long #illinois markiplier #illinois x reader #illinois fanfiction #illinois ahwm #illinois x y/n #anon :) #ghostly writes #ghostly answers #angel :) #i needed my romance playlist to help me power through this #reader insert

[qualityearthquakes]

guys, I know the queen just died but that doesn't mean to hold off on the content

#five x reader #five x y/n #five hargreeves x reader #the imperfects #keith kogane x reader #keith x reader #ekko x reader #nathan drake x reader #sydney novak x reader #darkiplier x reader #illinois x reader #yancy x reader #now you fuckers know what fics i read #i will take suggestions

[southsideserendipity]

Hi ☺️ could you write where reader is Severides roommate/best friend and fellow squad member and she has a nightmare and screams his name in her sleep so he bursts into her room to hold her and calm her down. Just fluffy/protective Sev vibes 💕

Close Call (Kelly Severide x Reader)

Synopsis: You almost lose Kelly on a call one day, and it's all you can think about, so much that you have a night terror.

Warnings: Mentions of loss, swearing, shitty writing. (Let me know if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 1.9k

“If I’m on fire, you’ll be made of ashes too.”

“You okay?” You jumped out of your thoughts at the sound of Kelly’s voice. Removing your head from the palm of your hands, you turned your head to the side to look at him. “Yeah, I’m good” you said standing up, continuing to grab your belongings from your locker. “You?” you asked him curiously without looking at him, trying to brush off his concern and appear as unbothered as possible.

Things got serious on a call today. Being on squad for the past couple years has most obviously exposed you to some traumatic situations, but they usually didn’t involve one of your co-workers- this co-worker being your lieutenant, roommate, and the man you’ve grown to love. “Sore, but good” he responded.

“For the brush with death you had, I’m surprised you’re in one piece. Thought I was going to have to post a ‘roommate needed!’ flyer around the firehouse” you joked, as you sat down to tie your boots. The only way you knew how to cope with the fact that you almost lost the man you haven’t confessed your love for yet was through horrible ‘comedic’ small talk.

Severide chuckled in response, watching your every move as he waited patiently for you. “Will cleared me at med, I’m good” he assured you. “You told me you were ‘good’ today when you had an entire chimney crushing you. Just another day at the office though, eh?” you stood up and looked up at him with playful, annoyed eyes; this type of exchange was regular for you both. “You got it” he smiled back, putting an arm around you as he guided you out of the locker-room.

The drive back to your shared apartment was quiet. You and Severide were not ones to share your feelings with each other- you were merely friends; roommates; co-workers. You both had your own mental problems but being on squad definitely added to the pre-existing trauma-pile. You shared many similarities with Kelly – familial trauma, not telling anyone anything, being hard-headed – and this made it easier to keep your relationship on a platonic level. Only opposites attract, right?

“What’s going on in that big brain of yours” Severide asked, earning a laugh from you in response. He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other on his gear shift. He looked over at you, scanning your face as if the answer was hidden somewhere on your complexion. “Nothing, Kel. Promise. Just a long day” you shot him a smile, as you once again pretended that you weren’t riddled with anxiety.

Playing repeatedly in your head were the events that had occurred just a few hours prior. You were pacing outside the burning house, resisting the urge to run back in and mentally preparing yourself for the possibility of losing another member of firehouse 51 (and coincidentally, another best friend) in the line of duty. You were attempting to envision a life without Kelly, and you just couldn’t. You had already written him into the rest of your life, he just didn’t know it.  

First Hermann and Ritter ran out, then Cruz and Tony- with missing equipment. “Tony, where is your mask?!” the chief asked him in shock. Tony’s hands were on his knees as he attempted to cough out the soot in his lungs. “Kelly… he ran… out of air” he spat out in between. The chief clenched his jaw in anxiety, the expression of severe concerned plastered across his face. Seeing your chief unable to keep his cool always sent you into an internal spiral.

You whipped your entire body and started walking towards him. “Chief, please let me go in there, I don’t weigh as much, and I can help them” you walked towards him and begged; you felt useless. You would loathe yourself for the rest of eternity if you could’ve done something to save Kelly’s life and you didn’t. “I’m not risking another life, Y/L/N” Boden sternly said, with a hint of disappointment knowing there was nothing anyone could do but wait.

Before you were able to plead with him once again, an explosion had occurred, the sound and vibration echoing in your chest and bouncing off every wall inside of you. You wanted to scream in horror, knowing your best-friend’s last moments could very well be taking place in this burning house, but you were unable to produce any sound. Your eyes were locked on the front door in anticipation, and you could barely believe it when you saw Casey and Cruz emerge with him.

Running towards Kelly and engulfing him, you felt like you were dreaming; you thought he was dead. “Fuck, Kel. You scared me” you muttered into his shoulder, relief washing away your anxiety. Kelly had been in many dangerous situations before, but even he thought he wasn’t going to make it this time.

You snapped out of it once you heard his voice. “I can read you like a book. Why don’t you just talk to me?” Says him. “You… read books?” you put a hand up to your mouth for theatrics, asking him with exaggerated sarcasm which caused him to roll his eyes.

“Okay, keep joking around, Y/L/N” he chuckled to himself, knowing you weren’t going to crack anytime soon. He wishes you would just open up to him, but he knew it went both ways. “I think everyone’s going to Molly’s tonight, you want to go?” he asked you as he pulled into his parking spot. “I’ll see how I feel after we order some takeout” you winked, heading upstairs.

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You and Kelly ordered some Chinese food, deciding to sit on the couch and watch the Bear’s game. Leaning your head on his shoulder, you attempted to slurp your noodles, which resulted in soy sauce splattering all over your face. He chuckled, and grabbed a napkin, dabbing the corners of your mouth. “You’re a mess, Y/L/N” he said, staring at you in admiration. “Hey, you knew what you were getting yourself into before we became roommates” you shrugged, watching him walk to the front door.

“I’m gonna head out to Molly’s, you comin’?” he said as he put on his leather jacket. If you were to be tempted with alcohol, the night would end with you in the back of an ambulance (and not ambulance 61). “Nah, I’ll pass. I’m tired” you spoke as honestly as you could get across. You did want to see your 51 family- they always cheered you up. But tonight, you knew you needed some self-care (if you count contemplating your entire existence as a self-care activity).

Kelly nodded his head, signalling that he understood. “Have a good night though, Kel. Be safe” you shot him a smile, and he saluted you on his way out. “Always, Y/N.”

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It was 1:00am, and you were wondering what you did to deserve the tossing and turning you’ve been enduring for the past 2 hours. Perhaps all the melatonin had seeped out of your body being replaced by stress in the form of adrenaline. You kept replaying Kelly’s close call from that afternoon in your mind, a variation of ‘What If’s’ being overthought.

Kelly was your rock. You’d never admit that – especially not to him – but it was true. You were strong, independent, brave, and a plethora of other qualities that make up a badass female firefighter, but even resilient people need to be held sometimes.

By the time you had finally fallen asleep, your brain had decided to concoct a very vicious recall of events in the form of a vivid nightmare. Everything went exactly as it had in real life, except Kelly didn’t survive. He was pulled out by Casey and Cruz, and Capp, Tony, Hermann, and Ritter helped place him on a stretcher.

“Oh my… Kel??? Kelly. Wake up. Please, you have to wake up!” The chief was attempting to hold you back, but you broke out of his grasp in desperation. You vowed to stay right by his side as Brett and Foster went to work, but it was too late. And all you could do was let out an earth-shattering scream. “Kel… Kelly… WAKE UP!!!”

The sound of footsteps sounded into your room. “Hey, hey, Y/N. I’m right here. Hey, you’re okay” he cooed. You jostled awake and couldn’t distinguish reality from your nightmare- there was no way Kelly was right next to you, touching you, holding you; alive and well. “Wh- What? Kel?” You squinted and touched his arm, attempting to verify his liveliness. “It’s me, you had a bad dream. Everything’s okay” he assured.

Using the back of your hand to wipe off the layer of sweat that formed on your forehead, you looked down and realized you drenched the sheets with sweat.

You looked back at him, trying to convince yourself that he’s not just a figment of your imagination, but a real person. The second you saw his eyes glimmer in concern, you began to bawl, holding onto him with all your might. “I know… I know. Let it out. Everything’s okay. You’re safe.” Your head was nestled into his bare chest, and you knew you’d get tears and slobber all over him, but you figured you couldn’t embarrass yourself any more than you already have. His arm was around your shoulder, engulfing your entire body; no one’s ever held you with such fortitude.

After a 5-minute sob session, you reached over to grab a Kleenex from your bedside table. “I’m sorry I woke you up,” you sniffled, avoiding eye contact. The strong fort you put up had been knocked down by your own brain; you felt betrayed. “You don’t have to put on a façade, Y/N. Especially not around me. You don’t always have to be the strong one” he advised. “Kel- I’m” “That’s exactly what I’m talking about, Y/N. You’re not okay” he responded, grabbing your chin with his index finger so you’d look at him. “Let me help you” he nearly begged; he just wanted to see you happy.

Your lip began to quiver, and you felt tears reach the brim of your eyes once again as you quietly said, “I lost you, Kel. It felt so real.” You shuddered in horror, recalling what you just dreamt. He didn’t want to pry too much so he took what you said as a start. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere. I promise.” You nodded slowly, feeling like a helpless child.

The motion of him rubbing his large, calloused hands up and down your back restored your inner peace, and you felt the safest you had ever felt under his touch. Your eyelids grew heavy, a headache from your crying session already starting to develop. You began to drift off; with his arms around you, you felt like everything was okay, and that all that mattered was the present- you and Kelly together.

He wrapped his arms around you, keeping you in his hold and kissing the top of your head. He muttered an ‘I love you’, but little did he know you heard all 3 words; you were safe here.

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Y'all... it's been too long. I'm truly sorry. School is killing me, and September was going well until I got into a car accident, and I've been playing catch up ever since. Just an extremely stressful time right now, so I'm very sorry- if you're waiting for me to write your request, I appreciate your patience! I really want this to be a fun thing for me rather than a chore, but with school, unfortunately I have 0 time for hobbies. But I am going to try. I hope this imagine was bearable- please comment any feedback/ what you thought! PS this is based on the episode where the chimney falls on Kelly in season 7.

#kelly #severide #kelly severide x reader #kelly chicago fire #kellyseveride #chicago fire severide #chicago fire kelly #kelly severide #kelly severide imagine #chicago fire imagine #one chicago fanfiction #chicago fire #chicago #fire #illinois #kelly severide masterlist #kelly severide x y/n #kelly severide imagines #ambulance 61 #firehouse 51 #firehouse51 #squad3 #squad 3

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

your hands have always held their own

Heist!Mark x reader | Words: 1,063 | read on AO3

Heist!Mark finally asks his partner in crime out on that date.

It was early evening and you and your heist partner sat nearly shoulder to shoulder in your shared living room. The sun hung low, just barely brushing its rays against the clouds, tinging their edges amber and yellow.

Recently, there had been a lot more of these calm afternoons where you would sit together, discussing everything and nothing, perhaps watching TV or whatever videos took both your fancy; sometimes you simply watched the sky until you felt sleepy. Occasionally one of his hands might come up to play idly with your hair (a more affectionate gesture than either of you had ever previously initiated, but you didn't really mind, and neither of you mentioned it).

'This next heist…’ he started, ‘it's supposed to set us up, pretty much for life. And it got me thinking—'

'That's dangerous,' you interrupted.

'Yeah, maybe for you,' he quipped back, eyebrows raised mockingly, but there was no malice in his voice.

'Anyway,' he continued, voice softening. 'I was thinking about the future and stuff. Like, what do we do after this? And as nice as it would be to be able to relax and just enjoy the rest of our lives without worrying about the next spot to rob, I think I would kind of miss doing these jobs with you.'

That got your full attention. He wasn't quite meeting your eyes — instead, a loose strand on his clothes was apparently very interesting — but something about his words and the gentle sincerity with which he'd spoken them took you a little off-guard.

‘...I hadn't really thought much about it. About what happens after.’ And it was true, you hadn't; nothing past the first few wild, exciting dreams that sprung to mind when reading the amount of money the pair of you were being offered for this particular artefact. No real, solid plans.

‘I think I'd miss it too,’ you continued quietly. ‘But I mean, who's to say we can't do a couple more every once in a while, just for the fun of it, y'know? We don't even have to go after anything that valuable. More like just… for old times’ sake.’ You caught his gaze and he smiled, a little fond and a little hopeful, dark eyes twinkling.

‘Yeah, cool… So, uhm,’ he averted his gaze again and you couldn't help but find his uncharacteristic hesitance and bashfulness adorable, wondering what was on his mind that was making him act this awkward.

‘So I was wondering, once this heist is over, if you'd maybe wanna go out sometime?’

‘Sure, is that it?’ you question, oblivious. (Or maybe not wanting to get ahead of yourself. Surely there's no way he meant it like that.)

Your crime partner’s head perked up, eyes wide and looking directly into yours, as if searching for something.

‘Really?’

‘Umm, yeah?’ you say, incredulous. ‘What's got you so nervous? And… surprised? We go out together all the time.’

‘No, buddy, you don't get it…’ he said, sat looking a little like a kicked puppy. The look of disappointment that crossed his face broke your heart and instantly made you regret your words.

His hands returned to fidgeting and oh, you wanted to take those hands in yours and ease the nerves from his palms, thread his fingers through your own, press your lips to his knuckles.

Mark sighed. One of his hands came to rest on his knee while the other carded through his hair. You found yourself wanting to do the same.

‘Listen…’ he began again, eyes downcast while his hand came to rest in his lap. ‘We've been friends for what feels like ages now, working together for even longer. I know we butt heads at times, I can be an idiot and you can get on my nerves but-’ Finally his eyes met yours, and the affection in them made your breath catch in your throat.

The sun was setting by now, casting a gorgeous orange glow through the room and over his features. It made his eyes appear almost golden, and it suddenly occurred to you that no shiny trinket you could steal could ever possibly be worth more than the look those eyes were giving you in this moment. You internally cringed at the thought, but you couldn't deny it was true.

‘You're really important to me,’ he said earnestly. ‘I don't always agree with you but I always trust your judgement. I probably trust you more than anyone else, to be honest. You're my best friend, and maybe I'm wrong, but I think there could be something else here? And I wanna try being more? If that's okay with you.’

‘You mean-’

‘Yeah.’ He took your hand, said your name, foregoing any of his nicknames for you. ‘I love you — I always have, as a friend, but I think I have feelings for you. So, if you reciprocate even a little, let me take you out. On a real date. And if things don't work out,’ (you didn't miss the small flicker of something sad as he added that part) ‘well, we can still work together. And we'll still be friends, right?’ he asked hopefully.

You could feel your heart thrumming wildly, from his words, the intensity of his gaze and the warmth radiating from his hand to yours.

You took his other hand, the one still atop his knee, and replied softly: ‘I'd really love that, actually. To go on a date with you, I mean.’

The smile he gave you was genuine, unlike the typical cocky. It was wide and crinkled the skin beneath his eyes. You briefly wondered whether he could feel your racing pulse through your intertwined hands.

‘Then it's agreed. After the heist.’

‘After the heist,’ you promised.

Inevitably, you would run into problems and possibly danger in your next heist, as you usually did, but you trusted Mark, and you knew you could count on him when push came to shove. You knew that you would follow him anywhere, and the two of you had a better chance of conquering any obstacles you faced if you were together, as you always had.

The sun dipped beneath the clouds, the room was warm, and things felt comfortably the same and yet like this was a turning point for the pair of you.

You were sure this heist would be one to remember.

#(title is from Violet by Wild Party) #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n #I love them the sillies #this is straight up the softest of fluff #I got embarrassed and cringed writing this but I hope it's worth putting out there and someone else will enjoy it #there is NOT enough heist mark content #like what there is in terms of fics is SO GOOD don't get me wrong there's just not a lot #so I hope I can make some decent contributions for the heist stans out there lolol #it's always yancy this and illinois that and I love them too BUT HEIST MARK IS RIGHT THERE?? #HE SPECIFICALLY BRINGS UP THAT YOU HAD PREVIOUSLY ESTABLISHED TO GO ON A DATE? WHY IS MY BOY SO OVERLOOKED #MAKE IT MAKE SENSE #I love this man... sorta underrated ego ngl #maybe bc he gets dumped in with actor which is valid and understandable tbh but like.. he's his own character too :( #sorry I'm very passionate #I'm just a sucker for friends to lovers basically #ahwm #a heist with markiplier #markiplier egos #markiplier cu #heist mark #heist!mark #heist mark x y/n #heist mark x reader #mark iplier #amee writes #partners in crime

[jacksepticeye-simp]

The ego that wins this poll is who I write a oneshot for next

#markiplier egos #iplier egos x reader #darkiplier #darkiplier x reader #darkiplier x y/n #googleplier #googleplier x reader #markiplier darkiplier #illinois ahwm #illinois markiplier #illinois x reader #a heist with markiplier #a date with markiplier

[cass-rambles]

“Gifting love.” Illinois x reader

Illinois is a simp for us, we get a love confession, that’s basically it. I don’t make the rules. Have fun~

- tw: minor injuries, minor blood description!! swearing i guess??? idk if it needs a tw but there you go

The prompt I used: “I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with..”

One. Two. Three. Four. Breathe out.

One. Two.

Three.

Fou-

Fuck. This wasn’t how you planned the job to go. Certainly not like this.

It was a decent Thursday morning and you decided to get a special artifact for your partner (unfortunately, only job one). You thought it’d be an easy job, get there, travel through some ruins, get the thing and leave. Your sources never mentioned the place being burried in traps that just loved shooting arrows at you.

The only thing the traps haven’t predicted was just how determined you were. Years of struggling through crisis have taught you lots. Years of having yourself being hurt over and over were gone. You were prepared to go through even more if it meant making the people you loved happy.

So as you staggered back after getting out of your car, the stupid artifact under your arm and blood still seeping through bandages on your upper left leg, you felt powerful. Nearly as strong as the sun itself. But so goddamn tired.

You forced yourself to breathe in, adrenaline deciding to finally leave your body as the danger was gone. Struggling you unlocked the door, supporting yourself by the walls to get to the kitchen. A groan echoed through the house while you put the artifact aside and looked for a gaze, and more bandages. The ache in your leg was evident and by gods, it hurt like a thousands knifes poking at your skin.

“Hey sweetheart, you back alre- What in the bloody hell happened?!”

“Oh you know, flying arrow death traps. The usual.”

You tried to joke as he scowled, somehow already making you seat on the couch and taking care of your wound.

“The- nevermind, you got me with that one. Let me ask you this: Why didn’t you ask me to accompany you? You knew I had a day off! C’mon, don’t tell me my presence started to overwhealm you.”

“First of all, wow, real snappy today, are you? Second, I was trying to make you a surprise.. Didn’t work out exactly though.”

You winced barely at the sight of the cut covering your leg, knowing the bleeding had stopped by now. Illinois looked up at you, interest replacing annoyment.

“A surprise?”

He glanced at the artifact you pointed at before looking back at you, confused.

“It has the ability to create a protectful shield around your body for three minutes. No damage comes to you while the effect is on and once it wears off, it supposedly gives you a jumping boost. It was pretty and useful, and you could hang it around your neck while you go out on adventures alone.. It was supposed to be a gift. For... Y’know. Everything. And also... Illy? You okay?”

You’re filled with a familiar coldness, the nerves getting ahold of you as your friend stays quiet, still kneeling before you. Minutes pass until he finally moves, his eyes not meeting yours yet. He took one of your hands and pressed a kiss- a kiss?! - into it, an amused smile blooming.

“You really do love me, hah. You’re such a sap Y/N.”

“Hey! Excuse me for being able to express my emotions in a healthy way, unlike you. Look, I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with. Spare me the teasing.”

The kissing continued up, leaving your skin all tingly and hazy, unable to look at your partner. Soon there was another kiss pressed into the crook of your neck, almost leaving you breathless. Warm, you thought faintly. So warm.

“Gods, if you weren’t injured, I’d already be doing such dirty things to you darlin’ “

By mere coincidence you choked, your face surely crimson all by now if it wasn’t red enough before the comment. You squirmed in your seat as Illinois shuffled, took a step back and then got dangerously close to your face, features softening.

“You make me soft.”

“Is that a bad thing? Or-?”

“No, no, it’s a good thing. I’m just a bit upset it took me this long to figure out you felt the same.”

“Wait- So you? Illinois?”

“Yeah... I love you too. You made me fall pretty deep, gotta admit.”

“Oh...”

You exhaled heavily, unable to control the tears welling up inside your eyes. You loved this man so much. For so much time. And he felt the same.

“Kiss me?” You whispered with a sheepish grin, leaning in by just a bit. You knew he’d say yes, but seeing nearly the same flush as yours take over him was much more pleasurable. His eyes zeroed in on your lips, the hungry smile sending a shiver across you.

“Gladly.”

There wasn’t a person that loved you this deeply before. And it felt great. Content. Luminous.

For you were the stars and he your moon. A perfect pair.

<3

~

#illinois #ahwm illinois #ahwm y/n #illinois x reader #illinois x you #op is simping #lowkey proud of myself #ahwm #iswm

[cheeryraccoon]

The Ego's Birthday

I know this is late but I was busy on Mark's actual birthday then had to come up with ideas. Do you guys like the imagine/preference format? I'll keep doing these if you do.

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Mark -

• You waited for after his birthday live stream to celebrate with him.

• You did give him a few small gifts throughout the day though.

• You made him a nice dinner with many of his favorite foods, he was extremely thankful.

• You gave him the rest of his gifts after dinner.

• You ended the day with cuddling through the night.

• He loved his birthday and loves you for making him feel special.

• "Thank you for all of this, babe, I loved it. I love you."

Darkiplier -

• The man doesn't usually care about his birthday but you wanted to do something for him.

• You knew he probably wouldn't want to make a big deal of it so you did something small.

• You set up a movie night for the two of you.

• You already chose a movie, it was one of his favorites so you knew he's like it.

• He wasn't expecting to leave his office and be attacked by hugs and happy birthday wishes.

• Dark was touched by the gesture.

• You two watched the movie, ate snacks, and cuddled.

• Safe to say, Dark enjoyed his birthday.

• "I've never cared much for birthdays, but maybe I won't mind them now that I'm with you, Flower."

Wilford -

• Time doesn't really apply to Wilford anymore but he still loves his birthday.

• You took him to a carnival that happened to be in town on his birthday.

• He was very excited, like a little kid when they they're told they're going to Disney for the first time.

• You won him one of those giant teddy bears but this one had a pink mustache, so he obviously had to have it.

• You two had a moment at the top of the Ferris Wheel, you kissed and fireworks went off behind you (cliché but cute).

• He couldn't be happier about how his birthday went, the best gift was you just being in his life.

• "My dear, thank you so much for today. Tonight, I shall guarantee cuddles! Mr.Mittens the Bear is included."

Yancy -

• This is going to be him being on parole.

• After being in prison for so many years, Yancy usually likes more minimalist birthdays.

• Buuuuuuuuut, since he's newly on parole, you're taking him to a show!

• More specifically, you're taking him to see the musical 'Heathers'.

• He was so excited and wouldn't stop talking about it after you bought the tickets.

• The day you guys saw it he fell more in love with theatre.

• He's so thankful for you giving him new experiences now that he's out of prison and loves you more everyday.

• "Thank youse so much for bringing me! You're so amazing, 🎶you're the one I choose~🎶."

Illinois -

• Since you and Illinois are usually adventuring, you usually don't do much on birthdays.

• Usually, you get him a small gift from whatever town you're close to at the time (if any) and cook a nice meal for the both of you with your limited tools.

• Every year you feel bad that you can't do more for him but he always silences those thoughts by showing how appreciative he is that you're even there.

• He loves you dearly and always makes sure you know that he cherishes everything about you, despite you not being able to do or get much for him on birthdays.

• You do make sure to cuddle and talk under the stars every year, if you can.

• "These stars sure are lovely, but they could never compare to you, my love."

Engineer Mark -

• Being the captain and head engineer, you both tend to be busy but when your birthdays come around everything gets dropped to send time with each other... unless it was super important of course.

• One of your gifts for him is usually a mug with some cheesy saying on it, the first one said '# 1 Head Engineer', who knew Hallmark could be so spot on right?

• Since you're both on the ship and with the crew 99% of the time, you get the others to help you throw a big party in the Cockpit.

• Even Celci helped out, despite her and Mark's rivalry!

• He's extremely thankful for you loving motivating him to keep going, you doing so much for him on his birthday fuels that.

• "Captain... thank you. Not just for believing in me but for loving me. It... it means more than you know."

#markipkier #happy birthday markiplier #darkiplier markiplier #markiplier wilford #yancy markiplier #ahwm illinois #engineer mark #iswm mark #darkiplier x y/n #wilford x reader #yancy x y/n #illinois x y/n #engineer mark x reader #engineer mark x captain #illinois x reader #yancy x reader #darkiplier x reader

[itsyourimaginaryworld]

I’d love to participate in the ship thing if it’s still open!

My name’s Mono, he/him, I like really any one and am willing to be paired with any ego. I play the contrabass, I write, draw and I love astronomy, philosophy and archaeology. I plan to either go into writing or animation (or archaeology if stuff goes downhill) when college comes around. I generally look for someone open-minded and chill in a partner, but I don’t mind chaos, it does kind of balance me out. I want someone who’ll actively take interest in my own interests or at least show respect for them. I also just want someone affectionate since I’m a very affectionate person myself.

Hope you have a great day! :D Happy Spring! 💫

I ship you with Illinois!

Illinois is the perfect match between calm and chaos, where he will take you on chaotic adventures, but knows you both need to stay calm and collected to get out of there safely. He is absolutely interested in archeology himself, so you guys could talk about it for hours and hours. Of course, in-between adventures, he'd also genuinely listen to you talk about your other interests, listen to your music, read your writing, and admire your art (of course not without the smug "Were you inspired by me? I am an inspiration, after all," comments that follow. Affection is his middle name, he loves you more than he loves himself, and that's a freaking lot.

#reader x illinois #illinois x y/n #illinois ahwm #ahwm illinois #ship #markiplier shipping #ship requests #illinois x reader

[lailakotori]

Headcanon Illinois is grandchild of noir!mark | Illinois x GN!reader

It’s not a request, Just some my imagination about the theory about Illinois and Noir!mark like- Their family? I don’t know how to explain but- you will find out in this story!

btw i forgot the credit who think canon if one of yall rememeber or even saw that, pls told which thier ac i want to the credit so much.

Summary: Illinois meet the person who be mysterious.

TW : Fluff, Angst, Illinois is the grandchild of Noir!mark, Y/n in the wkm adwm ahwm and swm are the same person, mention a past life, mention first love, Some violence of misunderstanding.

As Illinois remember, His grandpa, Mark always talks about his adventure in space. He’s told how cool or beautiful is it but not as much like his first love… The only love will never forgot until he’s pass. Of course he love his grandma but she didn’t the first thing on his mind. He fall in love with his captain who brave, clever, beautiful and handsome But they never know his feeling while theirs gone. He belive that one day they will come back.

Illinois has a theory like- They ran away with another crew without telling mark before until he realize that you will never come back, and also Question why He loves them so much. Did they make a love potion? Or just because mark is a simp.

Illinois didn’t seem to be care that much, Until he meet Y/n, The person who keep thier past life.

He meet them in the cave and meet them in space ship for twice. Then he meet they again but their seem look tried, Trying sleep or live in peace like old person.

“Long time no see, gorgeous” He says with a smile, Y/n looks at him and says back “Glade to see you, Illinois” “You look tired today….Want some vacation? I will tour around with you if you want, baby” They shook their head “Thanks but no, I’m too old about this stuff”

Too old? It’s make Illinois Question, Becaues you look young and pretty. what that suppost to mean???

He know that if he try to find out your past life, It’s kinda rude. But he still trying find out.

He begs you to adventure with him, At first you denied him until he’s annoy make you accepte his request.

Both of you adventure everywhere and have some conversation but It’s didn’t helpful to mention your past.

Also, he has weird feelings for you… Heart beat fast, Want to near you, Want to see your smile and heard laugh. He trying avoid you but it’s make harder and harder, Finally he fall for it.

One day, He’s want you visit his granpa. Because he want to make you impress and boasting.

But He didn’t know who you are…Even who you were to be.

When Illinois and you visit mark, The situation change… Every thing you trying to hind open up because him.

“….Long time no see, captian” mark smile weakly “Glade to meet you, mark. How your life? This is your granson?” You sit on the chair while Ililnois shock “hmm….It’s great but it’s will much if you stay with me and yeah…That is my grandson. What about you, captian. Where are you been? Why you look so tried more than before…” You bite your bottom lip with nerves “Long story….and don’t worry about its, It’s end now. Just…some nightmare and think some past”

When you end conversation, You and Illinois are polemic about your past life or your Identity.

“Why you don’t tell me that you’re that captian???”

“It’s not that importhan beside you didn’t ask that.”

“Jeez…. You’re freaking Selfish you know that?”

“Excuse me?”

“You run away from my granpa, Not tell reason why you go even last goodbye. Just run away start new life and look at you- Still gorgeous never look old. I wonder why you act like you care-”

“You don’t know me, Ililnois”

“THEN TELL ME, why are you look like-”

“BECUASE I’M DEAD”

“….”

“I’m dead for long time ago….Before i meet you and noir mark, and the death make me immortal but this immortal HURT me Illinois. You don’t know what i saw, you don’t even know why i’m always meet all of you. I’m die and stuck in fucking mirror nobody help me or care me, Damian and celine ran away because their revenge. AND THAT ASSHOLE MARK USE ME LIKE I AM TOY”

“….y/n”

“You think that I’m live in peace and perfect? Well, you’re WRONG. I’m in fucking loop hell, see everything and remember it. I saw the bad ending and the Good ending. You don’t know that days, The days i trying to protect your grandpa with my own life, The day I sacrifice myself for all of them. When It ends…. I’m gone becuase Asshole mark, He didn’t let me say goodbye to him or even give last hug!”

Now, Illinois understand the truth. The past of pain and lose, He feel bad for them and want to say sorry and listen the real story of you.

He’s apologized, sit beside and listen to what you saw. Ask detailed who they are or how you feel.

While end from visited noir mark. Illinois leads you to a mansion, Let’s you meet other Egos. It’d make he’s smile, to see you talk all of them in a calm voice. Besiad… Darkiplier and Wilford are hug you as old friends.

He’s stick with you all the time no matter what, Wanna go toilet? I’m come with you, Wanna sleep? Sleep on my lap.

When you have nightmare, He will hug you make you breath slowly calm until you feel fine.

He’s call you ‘Old men/women/dear’ or ‘Captian’

Some time, You saw him as noir mark how such a flirt to him. You adore him as Freinds first untilhe come closer.

He’s confess his love to you by hold your hand and kiss them, Told how you look or how you’re so fine.

After that, You and him also live in peace like old couple. Some little kiss, some words of love before he adventure. If you want to with him, He prefer let’s you come with him.

#lailakotori #canon x reader #canon x y/n #markiplier egos x reader #markiplier fanfiction #markiplier fandom #illinois x reader #illinois #noir mark #self insert #illinois x y/n

[sardonic-the-writer]

━ILLINOIS HEADCANONS

━Illinois

━Tw: None

━Notes: That's the last of the follower event posts boys! Hope you all enjoyed them becuase it took so long to finish this off fjsnfjek

━Song: "Enta" By DJ KABOO

I can't explain this one but-

Randomly will start to go on long rants and tangents about how farmers are the backbone of society

Like, you'll just be roasting some marshmallows and them bam

"So farmers are really under appreciated and I want to talk about that."

I feel like he would know his way around a farm or two and that's one of the reasons he feels this way

(Side note: Illinois loves making stores with you)

Despite being a traveling adventurer, he still manages to keep himself clean looking and spiffy

Yet somehow he never has a completely shaved fcae

It's always littered with a small sprinkle of stubble along his jawline

He says it looks rugged

You say it looks hot

Constantly has his trusty Bowie knife on him at all times for protection

He got you a similar looking, yet significantly smaller one, that you both agreed on nicknaming lil bowie

Awwww :)

#illinois x reader #illinois #markiplier ego #markiplier egos #egos x reader #markiplier egos x reader #egos #x reader #fanfiction #(y/n) #follower event

[i-got-a-bad-feeling-about-this]

Moment (Illinois X GN Reader)

Summary- Being the best friend of the famous adventurer Illinois is amazing. Amazing until you realize you fell in love with him (He did warn you). Everything would go back to normal after you told him. You think he doesn't like you, but you're wrong.

tws- self-doubt, nothing really just a confession, 1258 words.

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I know your busy, but it’s important

You have no idea how much I love you, do you?

Update- So I met my partner for the first time in person! It was amazing and I miss them very much now! It was amazing, but I'll start updating again.

You knew this wasn't going to be easy. Being the best friend and adventure partner of Illinois was not easy, but he made up for it. Would you sometimes come home covered head to toe in dried mud, yeah, but Illinois always lets you shower first and cook you dinner while you are in the shower. 

He was a charming man, you both knew this. Hell, he even talked about how easily people fell in love with him when you first met him. At first, you thought it was a load of bullshit…, but here you are. 

You stood outside Illinois study, with the intention of going in and confessing your love for him. You sighed and rubbed a hand down your face. This was harder than you imagined it would be. You thought you could go in and confess no big deal. Get it over and done with and eventually, the feelings would go away. 

About 6 months into being his roommate you thought the same thing, these feelings will go away and to your surprise, they did not. 

How could they when he was… him. 

How could your feelings go away when he was so kind and caring. How could they leave when he remembered small things about you, like how you always wanted to try a certain dish and he would make that dish for you. Your feelings wouldn't leave, his small gentle touches made sure of that. A hand on your back as he brushed by you, him holding your hand in a busy crowd so you don't get lost. 

Him being a total flirt didn't help at all. Your heart would skip a beat when he would call you tiger or doll. He purposely called you sweetheart to watch your flustered reaction. You know he didn't mean any harm, but the man drove you crazy in the best way possible. 

That's why you were here. You doubted he returned your feelings, so you were going to tell him and explain that he needs to lay off on the flirting until the feelings left. (They would leave right?) 

You took a deep breath, he wouldn't mind, he's used to people falling for him. It’s not like he's gonna kick you out and never contact you again, that's not him. You clenched your fist. 

It was just Illinois. He wouldn't ever hurt you, will your heart be broken when he rejects you… yes. That's not the point, he has a right to know, and you won't be able to move on until after you confess. 

It wouldn't be that bad, maybe a couple of days of sadness then it will all be okay. You took a deep breath, you could do this. You had to do this. 

You raised your hand and knocked on the wooden door to his study. You heard him call out, 

“Doors unlocked doll.” You took another deep breath as you opened the door and walked into the study. 

The study was your favorite place in the house. It always felt warm and cozy, something about the books lining the walls and the dark oak desk made you happy. Maybe because you always saw Illinois there. 

You drew in a breath as you saw the man in all his glory. He wore his usual get-up, excluding the hat and weapons. He had papers all over his desk and a few books opened. The soft warm light of his desk lamp illuminated his features. His slightly tousled hair, kind brown eyes, the glasses he wore when he read. He looked up at you with a soft smile.

“What brings you here doll?” he asked and you gulped. You watched as his eyes fell back down towards the desk. You knew about the deadline on his most recent research paper.

“I know your busy, but it’s important.” You said. He looked up and sighed, 

“Well I’m all ears.” he stood up leaning on his desk looking at you. You took another deep breath.

“Well, I-um- well I” You stuttered out your face heating up. Concern fell onto his face and he walked up closer to you, placing a hand on your forehead. 

“ You feeling alright?” he asked you softly studying your features. You nodded and cleared your throat. He moved his hand from your head.

“I- yes I’m fine. It’s just a little embarrassing what I have to say.” You explained as he nodded. 

“It’s just me doll, I’m not gonna judge you I promise.” He softly said, gently grabbing your hand and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. 

Now or never. 

“ Before I start I need you to listen to me and wait until I'm finished to say anything, okay.” you started. He nodded his head. “We’ve been friends for over a year Illinois and you deserve the right to know this. “ A deep breath.

“ I’m in love with you Illinois,” you said, and you watched his face contort with surprise. 

“ I know It’s dumb and I know you don’t feel the same way. I just felt like you deserve to know, I don’t expect anything from you.” You looked away.

“Just please don't leave me, I can’t lose my best friend.”You begged. You fell silent and refused to look Illinois in the face. It would only break your heart more. 

Illinois still held your hand, but his thumb froze. He was silent and a pit formed in the bottom of your stomach. 

“I’ll leave you to-” You started trying to pull your hand away when Illinois interrupted you by pulling you into him. 

You let out a gasp as he wrapped his arms around you, his face in between your neck and shoulder. You slowly melted into him, wrapping your arms around him. You both stood there for a moment in silence.

“You have no idea how much I love you, do you?” He softly said into your ear. Your eyes widened in surprise. He… loved you. Oh my god, he loved you. You were gonna pull back to look him in the face ( and possibly kiss him). But he held onto you tight. 

“ just, let me hold you like this. Just for a moment, so I'll know this isn't a dream.” He said into your neck. You smiled and said, 

“ This isn’t a dream Illy, but I don't mind staying like this.” He held you tighter and placed a gentle kiss in the crook of your neck. You both stayed like that for a moment. Just enjoying the feeling of being together, of being held.

When he did pull back it was only to rest his forehead on yours, 

“ I love you so much.” He softly spoke, You smiled before saying,

“I love you Illinois.” 

One of his hands moved to the back of your neck pulling you in to kiss him. Your arms went around his neck pulling him into you as well.

You closed your eyes and took everything in. The feeling of his soft lip on yours, his claused hand on your neck and hip. He smelt like oak wood and old books, his taste intoxicating. He was everything to you. 

You both pulled back for air and you both had smiles on your face. 

“You are more precious than any diamond or statue sweetheart, You're worth more than anything in the world to me. Never for a second doubt how much I love you.” You nodded, 

“ I won't, not for a moment. I love you,” you mumbled before being pulled back into another kiss.

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