#tyler scheid imagine

[smallest-moon]

i love them <3

#markiplier #jacksepticeye #crankgameplays #tyler scheid #lordminion777 #muyskerm #brain leak #distractable #go my favorite sports team #mine. #and i hope brain leak #leaks enough brains to actually to that number one spot #it's kinda funny to me ngl #imagine getting your number 1 spot stolen first by a bunch of thirsty but wholesome bitches (all for charity of course) #and now getting threatned agajn by these two adorable goofballs #really hope all their podcast adventures go well

[alisonwritesimagines]

Late Night Talks ~Tyler Scheid Imagine~

Requested by anonymous:

Summary: It’s a late night and you can’t sleep. Neither can your boyfriend. 

Author’s Note: I haven’t written about any YouTubers in a while. Also I’m so sorry that this is short.

Warnings: Mentions of death, passing

The room was dark. The only light that shined was the moonlight that peaked from your windows. You lied next to your boyfriend, Tyler, who held you from behind. His arms wrapped around you as kissed your head.

“I love you so much,” Tyler tells you.

“I know,” you sigh happily. 

“How did I get so lucky?”

“Well you should did fail that one test back in high school,” you joked.

Tyler had trouble with one class back in high school but you luckily offered to help tutor him. You had also had known Mark a little as well. After high school, Tyler had asked you out and now the two of you were living your lives in Los Angeles. 

“Thank God I did. I don’t know what I would do without you?” Tyler said before giving you more kisses.

“What’s up with you sweetie? You’re being very affectionate and as much as I love it, I’m curious to what’s going on,” you asked as you turned over to look at him. 

You had your leg over Tyler’s leg. Your right arm lied over Tyler’s waist. You rested your chin on his shoulder as he looked up at the ceiling. 

“I just love you so much. I was thinking about my mom earlier and I realized how short life can be,” Tyler said. You knew that Tyler desperately missed his mom.

“I know you miss her,” you tell him as you kissed his cheek.

“I had this long talk with her before she passed,” Tyler told you.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“What was it about?” You asked.

“I think I want to start something new with you,” Tyler said.

“Start what?”

“A new chapter.”

“Are you asking me to marry you?” 

“Yeah. I know that I should do it in a more special time but I will want to propose to you,” Tyler said as he looked over at you. You smiled at him before leaning up to kiss him.

“I love you,” you tell him.

“I love you more.”

#Tyler Scheid #tyler scheid imagine #tyler scheid x reader #apocalypto_12 #apocalypto_12 imagine #apocalypto_12 x reader #youtube #youtube imagine #alisonwritesimagines

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 634

Gif NOT mine.

If this gif is yours please let me know, so I can give you credit.

Gif credit goes to - @madiesunny

Year posted - 2020

#imagine #gif imagine #tyler scheid imagine #tyler scheid #apocalypto 12 imagine #apocalypto 12 #tyler scheid x reader #apocalypto 12 x reader #teamiplier imagine #teamiplier #fluff #awkward boy #hes adorable

[mythicalfanfics]

Could you do a Tyler She I'd x reader where the reader has a tiny bed (like a day bed) and Tyler sleeps over and they have no choice but to cuddle and in the morning tyler tells the reader that he likes them. Or Tyler takes pictures with the reader while she's asleep and post them on twitter/instagram with captions saying how cute the reader is and how attracted he is to her. Maybe? Its bad but I thought it was cute 😅

Title: It’s Kinda Obvious

Pairing: Tyler Scheid/Reader

Summary: Tyler is sleeping over at the reader’s apartment, whose bed is much, much smaller than he’d thought a bed could ever be. The reader eventually convinces him to share the tiny bed with her. Fluff ensues. 

A/N: I thought this was a really cute request! I wish I could have gotten to it sooner. I hope you enjoy this Tyler fluff, though!

Pronouns: she/her

Warning(s): they’re sleeping in the same bed, yo

Word count: 1,275 words

(gif is not mine)

“How do you even sleep in that?”

You splayed out on the tiny—by Tyler Standards™—bed, taking up all available space. “How can you not?” You rested your cheek on the palm of your hand, staring up at him with the most blatantly feigned innocent eyes you could muster. “It’s not that hard, Ty-ster.”

He crossed his arms and gave you a look that you could only describe as beyond skeptical—was there even a word for that? “Well, for a tiny person like you,” he said, “maybe.” He shook his head. “But for a giant like me…” He stretched out his arms as far as they could go for effect. “It’s past impossible.”

“That’s because you haven’t even tried, Ty-guy.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Would you quit it with the nicknames?” You stuck your tongue out at him. “You used over, like, ten nicknames in the span of, like, ten minutes, dude.”

You sat up half-way. “Well, I’ll cut you a deal.”

“’If you lay in this bed and look like a gigantic baby because you’re so tall, I’ll stop using the nicknames you hate so much?’”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. “That pretty much sums it up,” you said, ”though I probably would have used ‘humungous man child’ instead of ‘gigantic baby.’”

“I think ‘gigantic baby’ is funnier, though.”

You laid back down on your bed, throwing your hands up in the air. “Eh, whatever.” You looked up at him, offering your hand. “Deal or no deal? That is the question.”

The beginnings of a smile pulled at his lips. “You have yourself a deal.”

“Great,” you said. “Just let me—”

“Too late!” he interrupted. “Incoming!”

You barely had a moment to react before Tyler came crashing down over you. Without another second to lose, you rolled out of the bed—hard—taking the pillow along with you.

“Ow, ow…”

Tyler glanced over at you as you recovered. A good portion of his legs hung off the bed and his head leaned against the headboard. “Did you hurt yourself?”

“Well, yeah.” You sat up, cringing in pain. “Duh.” It truly wasn’t as bad as you played it up to be.

He just laughed at you. “Why did you roll off the bed then?”

“I thought you were gonna crush me with—” you stifled a laugh— ”your gargantuan bod.”

Tyler shook his head—God, were you obnoxious, but God, did he love you.

——

“No—no.” He crossed his arms. “I am—I am not doing that.”

“Oh, come on,” you whined, wringing your hands, “please? For me?”

He frowned. “I already told you—no.” He could feel the heat rising to his cheeks at the mere thought. He wouldn’t—no, he couldn’t do it.

“It’s not like you haven’t slept to next to one of the guys in a hotel room before! Remember back at Pax when—”

“That—that was different,” he fumbled with his words. “The hotel bed had enough room for both of us. This thing—I wouldn’t even call it a bed, no offense, (Y/N)—isn’t even big enough for me to rest comfortably on it.”

You sighed. “O-kay, okay. That’s fine.” You searched the back of your neck with the palm of your hand. “Um, I can probably find a couple of extra blankets and a pillow so you can sleep on the couch or on the floor or…”

He wasn’t sure if you were pretending to make him feel guilty or not, but—either way—it was working. You had begun your trek to the closet, slumping a little in your gait. He groaned—fine, fine, he would do it.

“Hey, um, wait.” You looked back at him and smiled mischievously at him—or, at least, that’s what he thought he saw. “I can’t believe I’m saying this—but, sure. For your—”

Before he could finish his sentence, you rushed at him, arms open, and swallowed him in a hug. Uh oh, the heat in his cheeks was coming back. “You’re… welcome?”

——

He wasn’t comfortable. No, not at all. He was on his side, back propped up against the concrete apartment wall, and his legs hung way too far off the bed for anyone to be comfortable. Somehow, in the small amount of space he had, he got himself tangled in your blankets and probably wouldn’t be able to get free without assistance—he really felt like a gigantic baby.

The only thing he had going for him was you. You—sometime earlier in the night during one of the few periods where he actually got a moment of shut-eye—managed to squeeze in between his arms to become his little spoon. When Tyler awoke, sensing the unknown warmth on his chest and around his arms, he hit his head against the wall in surprise. After that incident, though, he didn’t dare move in fear of waking you—not even to scratch the itch on his nose that had been killing him for the last twenty minutes.

You shifted in bed, turning toward him and creating soft creaks beneath you from the movement. A pang of fear shot through his heart.

Don’t wake up, don’t wake up, don’t wake up—

You groaned softly and snuggled closer to his chest, eyes shut the entire time. You were still sound asleep—snug as a bug in a rug. He closed his eyes and sighed in relief. His stress unwound itself and floated away—just as his conscious mind did too.

Tyler fell back asleep.

——

The next time he awoke, the pale glow of sunlight broke through the blinds and shone right in his face. He groaned in frustration, forgetting for a moment where—or who—the warmth next to his chest came from, and kicked his feet out in an attempt to untangle his legs from the mess of blankets—to no avail.

He opened his eyes to see you—again. He couldn’t help but smile. So, it wasn’t a dream—a hopeful fantasy. You had turned away from him again in your sleep, assuming the little spoon position once more.

Tyler turned slightly, trying to adjust himself to be more comfortable, and felt something hard touch his butt. Reluctantly, he let go of you with one of his arms and felt for the unknown object touching his butt. It was rather… phone-shaped.

Yes, Tyler had forgotten to plug his phone in and left it in his shorts pocket. Lucky him—his phone was now on thirty percent. But, he also had an idea.

He opened the camera on his phone, leaned over, and took a picture of you fast asleep, making sure not to get himself in the picture. Then, he went to Twitter. It was, Tyler found, a little difficult to type with one hand while your other arm was pinned down, but he managed.

After posting the tweet, he put his phone back down to be lost in the sheets somewhere. He put his arm around you again and closed his eyes to try to go back to sleep. Though, the adrenaline running through his system probably wouldn’t make that an easy task.

Out of nowhere, you giggled, leaning into him. “If you wanted to cuddle with me, you could’ve just asked.”

Huh? His eyes shot open. “What—no, this was your idea,” he said. “I wouldn’t have thought about it unless…”

“Unless?”  

He swallowed the lump in his throat. “Unless… you liked me too?”

“Wait.” You turned over in bed to look him in the eye. “Are you saying you like me? That you—Mr. Tyler Scheid—like me?”

“Well, uh, yeah,” he said. “It’s kinda obvious isn’t it?”  

#isabel #request #tyler scheid x reader #tyler scheid imagine #apocalypto 12 x reader #apocalypto 12 imagine #fluff #sharing the same bed #fanfic #fanfiction

[imaginingteamiplier]

Prompt Blurb

Requested by @glorious-idiot

29. “ You could have warned me!”

30. “That was unexpected.”

Teamiplier x reader

It was easily the hottest day you’d encountered since you’d moved down to LA from up north. You see, you and Ethan grew up together and he’d invited you down for a visit. You had however fallen in love with LA and become quite close with the team. So a few months later, you had moved in with Ethan until you got on your feet there.

That particular day, you were sitting outside waiting for the team to pick you up. You’d all made plans to go out someplace, film a vlog and have some fun with the dogs. You didn’t even have the time to process the car pulling up when Amy and Kat climbed out with a...bucket? You tilted your head as Amy tugged your phone out of your hands and sat it aside.

“What is going on?” You asked, turning to look at her. Her eyes widened and you gasped, a pressure against your back and the splash of water. You shrieked as you knew exactly what was going down. You started to react but were stopped by another splash and Ethan’s cackle. You glared, racing to the bucket. Just as you expected, water balloons. You scooped a few out of the bucket and flung them towards the boys, initiation the fight.

You and your friends were shrieking so loud you weren’t sure how the neighbors didn’t call the cops. By the end of it, everyone was drenched, hair sticking to faces and clothes clinging to bodies. But you were all much cooler than you had started off. You giggled, catching your breath in front of the car, leaning against it.

“That was unexpected.” You said, looking at your friends. Amy shrugged a little bit in reply.

“Not for us. We thought you deserved something to cool you down.” Mark joked, nudging your shoulder.

“Yeah, air conditioning would have been more than enough.” You did your best to squeeze the water from your shirt. “You could have warned me, Ethan.”

“But where’s the fun in that?”

~~~~~~~~~~

I can’t say I like this. I might rewrite this as a full length drabble someday. But for now, I hope y’all enjoyed! -Cass

#markiplier imagine #crankgameplays imagine #apocalypto_12 imagine #teamiplier imagine #planet peebles imagine #verytiredkat imagine #imagine #x reader #markiplier #crankgameplays #apocalypto_12 #planet peebles #teamiplier #verytiredkat #mark fischbach #mark fischbach imagine #ethan nestor #ethan nestor imagine #tyler scheid #tyler Scheid imagine #amy nelson #amy nelson imagine #Kathryn knutsen #Kathryn knutsen imagine

[this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms]

(Happy birthday Tyler! I can’t swim)

——

|Not My GIFs|

#allimagines #imagines #imagine #tyler scheid #tyler scheid imagine #tyler scheid imagines #teamiplier #teamiplier imagines #teamiplier imagine

[crankysmiles]

Super Fan

Superhero reader x Ethan

Prompt: There’s a hostage situation at VidCon and a superhero jumps in and saves the YouTubers lives including Ethan who gets caught up in the madness

A/N: this was actually super fun to write! it took all day but i’m honestly proud of it hahah

It’s a normal day for you at Vidcon. You’re living a normal day, a normal life, and seeing your average, but favorite, YouTuber Ethan (aka the CrankGamePlays).

Let’s just say though... you aren’t exactly normal or average. You try to be, but it’s difficult to do so when you have superpowers. Especially when you possess the power of wielding any weapon you want. Now, that would seem really cool and subtle, but every weapon you conjure is of magic substance. And every weapon is oddly mystical and purple.

A lot less subtle but still super badass. It isn’t easy to deal with either. But those are other stories for a different day.

Back to the story of your supernormal, average day! Everything is going great, you find yourself sitting down for a panel that Mark, Ethan, and Tyler are running. You sit a few rows back from the front, enjoying every moment.

Within moments though, you gain an unsettling feeling in your gut. You peer over the crowd to see what you think is a minor commotion occurring in the front row until you hear a scream. Suddenly Ethan and Mark stand, terrified but stoic.

Sneaking to the front row, you continue to watch what’s going down, your heart jolts due to the horror of what you’re witnessing.

An older man, who seems to be in his late forties, is holding a gun against a younger girl’s head. She’s trembling and crying to be freed. You can’t hear their voices but you can see Ethan and Mark attempting to negotiate with the man. But much to their avail, it’s no use.

Rolling your eyes, you sneak behind the panel stage and rush to change into your costume.

Meanwhile, Ethan, Mark, and Tyler are conjuring up a plan.

“What the fuck do we do? We can’t just stand here and wait for more people to get hurt!” Ethan exclaims. Mark furrows his eyebrows and glances at the man, then back to his friends.

“The police will be here soon, and the guards for the building are already here...” Mark crosses his arms and sighs.

“Yeah but they’re not doing shit! One wrong move and the girl could die...” Tyler spoke up, obviously on the fence about what to do.

Ethan isn’t having it though. Without saying anything else, he marches off the stage and proceeds to make his way to the man and girl.

They’re only a few steps away, Ethan thinks.

The man, who’s filled with rage, tightens his grip on the girl and clutches the gun closer to her head.

“Stay the fuck away! I’ll... I’ll blow her fucking brains out!” The man yells at Ethan, and to prove he isn’t bluffing, he clicks off the safety. This scares the girl, causing her to whimper and cry out for help once more.

Ethan holds up his arms and takes a step forward, “Listen, man... we’re not here to hurt you.”

Another step is taken.

Slipping on your shoes, you peer around the corner and see Ethan making his way to the man.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck...” You mutter. You fumble with your mask, attempting to put it on. Then, you come up with a plan.

Ethan is terrified. There’s a chance someone could die and he can’t believe he’s risking it. Still, he walks forward, “No one needs to get hurt... just put the gun down...”

You rush around the panel, near Ethan and the man. You just have to wait for the right moment to pounce.

“TAKE ONE MORE FUCKING STEP AND YOU’RE BOTH DEAD,” The old man screams, raising the gun towards Ethan now. To Ethan’s left, he hears his friends begging him to come back.

“Ethan please don’t do this!”

“Come on man... just come back!”

To his right, he notices everyone in the crowd tensing up. Still, his gut is saying go, and he does.

BANG

Ethan flinches, expecting pain. To his surprise though, there isn’t any. He looks up to see you, holding a purple, almost transparent, shield. You’re staring hard at the man, but then you turn towards Ethan.

“You okay?” You raise an eyebrow. Ethan simply nods, his eyes are big. You give Ethan a sincere smile and walk over to the man and the girl. The bullet had ricocheted off the shield and hit the man in the shoulder, taking him down.

The police take the man away and you tend to the girl, making sure she’s with her parents. Afterward, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see Ethan, he still has big eyes and his mouth slightly agape. You smile and wave at him.

“Hi, there!”

“I... um... hi,” He awkwardly waves back, then proceeds to scratch his neck while looking down. “I just wanted to thank you for uh... saving my life.”

You chuckle, “It’s no problem! Really... I’m a huge fan actually, so it was the least I could do.”

Ethan laughs, holding his head. “The least? Hell... haha I’m sorry but the least my fans do is send fan mail or some shit. So you saving my life is HUGE!”

You feel your cheeks heat up, giving out a small laugh you agree, “Yeah... I guess you could call me a superfan?”

Ethan cackles at that. “Hey, you’re cute and funny! I bet your superhero boyfriend hella digs you!” You give him a weird look. “What? Just a regular boyfriend?”

“No boyfriend actually...” Ethan raises an eyebrow but gets an idea. He pulls out a sharpie and grabs your hand, you watch as he writes his number on the back of your hand. He sticks his hands in his pockets and smiles.

“Cool! Maybe if you’re interested in boring guys then text me! We can get some average, not-so-super coffee?” You think for a moment but he continues to talk. “I know we just met but it’s the only way I can pay you back for saving my life...”

“By... going on a date with me?” He laughs again and looks to the side.

“...alright I’m in. Friday at Dunkin Donuts, I’ll text you what time!” Ethan perks up, happy that you accepted.

“Sounds great!”

After conversing and flirting with Ethan for a little bit, you tell him you have to head home. Driving back, you could only anticipate how your future date could go. Guess you could say you had a super night.

#crankgameplays x reader #ethan nestor x reader #teamiplier x reader #teamiplier imagines #markiplier x reader #markiplier imagines #tyler scheid x reader #tyler scheid imagine

[lcthebtswriter]

cuddle pile

pairing: teamiplier x reader (platonic)

summary: a group cuddle pile ft. chica

Naps were an essential part of being a YouTuber, a fact you had welcomed gratefully when the livestream grew to a close. Even while Mark finished his outro, you were the first one to lean into the couch cushions and rest your elbow on the arm. Your eyes shut as soon as Kathryn and Ethan shut the cameras off. Originally you had promised Amy a girl’s night out as soon as the livestream ended, but you were exhausted from having to travel between houses to pick up equipment, chase Chica around, and deal with Mark’s shenanigans. You figured the girls would forgive you for sleeping instead.

Tyler was the first to notice you had fallen asleep toward the end of the livestream, and took it upon himself to jokingly lie down on you. The sudden weight of Tyler’s body made your eyes open, and you looked down at the brunette to smile at him. “Can I help you?” Tyler chuckled at your question, but the peace broke apart when Ethan jumped onto Tyler’s stomach and rested on him. Tyler let out a pained groan from having been elbowed in the gut, but you laughed and let both the boys struggle to fit onto the couch. Amy, who sat on the opposite side of the room with Chica, watched amusedly as Ethan and Tyler managed to stretch out on top of you. Cuddling with your friends was platonic, and no one thought anything of it considering no romantic feelings were involved.

Mark sat beside Amy and threw his hands into the air. “My cuddle gauge is low, too!” He announced, only to get a look of feigned disgust from Kathryn as she separated a camera from its tripod. Your eyes, which had shut the moment Ethan stopped kicking his feet, opened so you could watch Mark pout. You looked to Amy, silently asking for permission to invite her boyfriend into the cuddle pile. She responded by abandoning Chica to cross the room and splay across Ethan’s back, who did the same to Tyler, whose head was in your lap. Mark groaned, annoyed his girlfriend got to the couch before him, and followed suit to sit on everyone’s legs.

The four of you shouted teasing insults due to Mark’s butt on your lower halves, but he only rolled his eyes and slipped to fit into the pile. Mark, because of his short stature, was pushed to be sandwiched between the back of the couch and the pile of his friends. He accepted his fate and took Amy into his arms. Your left arm draped over the couch to avoid being crushed under Tyler’s head, and you stretched your legs out so there would be a bit more room. The sofa wasn’t exactly the largest, so it was a miracle almost everyone was able to fit.

As usual, Kathryn was the last to want to do anything remotely humiliating. The last time you all convinced her to join in on a friendly cuddle session, Ethan accidentally kicked her in the shin and that had been the end of that. This time around, however, she settled for sitting by the foot of the couch and scrolled through her phone as if waiting for a personal invite to the cuddle pile. Tyler poked the side of her head after a few moments, and Kathryn managed to find space between everyone’s legs on the opposite side from you.

Everyone leaned back into the couch. It smelled of men’s cologne and women’s perfume, and sunlight streamed in through thin curtains. Chica, having recognized Mark beneath the pile, decided to join in and claw her way into Kathryn’s lap. The gang was together in an odd position, but comfortable nonetheless. You felt safe, if not anything else. Being able to cuddle with a group of friends without any romantic feelings was a blessing until Ethan’s voice perked up beneath Amy and Kathryn.

“Guys, I have to pee.”

#teamiplier #teamiplier x reader #teamiplier imagines #markiplier imagines #amy nelson #kathryn imagine #ethan nestor x reader #tyler scheid imagine

[captainlillybear]

Sorry I've been MIA

Thank you everyone who still looks at my blog and reads my stuff. It really does mean a lot to me. I took a break from writing because I couldn't keep up with all the requests, my work (I work 38 hours a week, that's 5 days a week, with lots of overtime and 24 hour shifts.) and because I started a Youtube channel, which is something I've wanted to do for years so was taking time to focus on that. I'm in the process of moving house and the change has really invigerated me to get back to my writing. I've honestly missed it and missed talking to you guys. So writing will be slow. I'm honestly going to try my best and get back into writing so I might be a little rusty and things might not be tagged in the right places. To start with I'm not taking on any new requests, ships or prompts (sorry guys) I want to try and get out some of the ones you all sent. Hopefully soon I will be posting a brand new promt list with some new promts on once I'm back in the game, I will be writing for the same group I do now, maybe even adding some people ;) Once again thank you all for sticking around and I can't wait for you to see whats coming up!

-G X

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[yikeescoral]

MOOD

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[alisonwritesimagines]

Couple Goals ~Tyler Scheid Imagine~

Requested by @dicklodopus: 

Summary: You’re Mark’s younger half sister who is dating Tyler. This is how you both are normally are when you both are dating.

Author’s Note: Oof. I got a Tyler imagine for the first time. Also, I didn’t know what to write about if reader and Tyler were in a room together alone besides watching movies. Also I’ve written too many movie watching imagines so here’s something completely new!

Mark was very protective of you, his younger half sister. He was literally your brother from another mother. You were his little sister that he would protect until the end of time. 

You’ve had a crush on Tyler for a long time. However, he was seven years older than you. Although you had a big age difference, that never stopped you from liking him and from him liking you back.

When you both got together, Mark almost had a complete heart attack.

“What? My baby sister?” Mark asked Tyler.

“I really like her, Mark,” Tyler defended.

“And I like Tyler,” You say as you wrapped your arms around Tyler’s waist.

“But Tyler? I thought you had a crush on Ethan!” Mark said. 

“I knew she liked Tyler ever since I met her,” Ethan said. Mark let out a small groan.

“Does he make you happy, Y/N?” Mark asked you.

“Of course. He makes me very happy,” You tell him.

“Fine. Then I’ll be happy for you both,” Mark said.

“Really?” You asked him happily.

“Yes. But if he hurts you, I’m coming after you with a pitchfork,” Mark threatened.

“Don’t think you’ll be needing that anytime soon,” Tyler tells him. 

Dating Tyler was the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. He treated you right, took you out on fun dates, and he supported you on every important thing you did.

There were times in your relationship where you both would just sit somewhere and not talk to each other. It wasn’t because you both were mad or anything, you both just liked the quiet and the quality time with one another. You would read a book while Tyler would play a video game. 

However, you had just finished your last book and you were desperate for another one. 

“Tyler, let’s go to Barnes and Noble,” You tell him.

“You need a new book?” Tyler asked you. 

“Yes.”

“Alright. Let’s go,” Tyler said before getting up from the couch. 

You went to the Barnes and Noble at the Grove. You walked inside the bookstore hand in hand. Of course, some fans recognized you both and had asked for pictures.

“Hey babe, what if I started to read this book?” You tell Tyler as you jokingly held up Fifty Shades of Grey. 

“Y/N, no,” Tyler said. You let out a small giggle before putting it back. You wrapped your arms around his waist as you looked up at him.

“I’m joking,” You tell him.

“I know,” Tyler said before kissing your head.

You both looked through the shelves before you had settled on three books. 

“You’re so cute when you’re obsessed with your books,” Tyler cooed making you blush. 

“Shut up,” You say, looking away smiling.

“You know you love me,” Tyler said hugging you. You smiled before looking up at him. You leaned up to give him a quick kiss before holding his hand.

“Come on. Let’s go get food. I’m starving,�� You tell him. 

“Alright,” Tyler smiled before letting you lead him over to the Farmer’s Market. 

#tyler scheid #tyler scheid imagine #tyler scheid x reader #apocalypto_12 #apocalypto_12 imagine #apocalypto_12 x reader #youtube #youtube imagine #alisonwritesimagines

[land-of-the-fandom]

Imagine Tyler Accidentally Telling the Fans You and Ethan are Dating...

Live stream time was your favorite time. It gave you a chance to be your unfiltered self, with your friends and wonderful boyfriend, Ethan Nestor. You and Amy were setting up for Mark’s next 12-hour live stream when Ethan came up from behind and hugged you.

“Babeeeeee, pay attention to meeeeee.” He whined in your ear, causing you to smile dreamily at him.

“I have to help Amy, I’m sorry cutie.” You replied, eyebrows knitted in apology. Ethan simply huffed and plopped down on the couch. You giggled over at him and resumed helping Amy set up.

~time jump~

The stream had been going on for a little over 8 hours when you started to get sleepy. You yawned and checked the time, 11:48. You cursed yourself for taking so long to get set up. You wrapped your arm around Ethan’s which was covered by a pillow and snuggled in closer to the couch, eyes drifting shut lazily.

“Aw, look out Amiplier, Crank(Y/N) is coming for that cutest couple title.” Tyler laughed. The whole room went quiet. You were too tired to realize what Tyler had done, so you just lazily flipped him off.

“O-oh, are we telling people?” Mark asked. Your brow knitted in confusion when the realization of the stream finally dawned on you. Your eyes shot open, and you lept over to tackle Tyler. Tyler was going to be buying you ice cream for a long time for that one.

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Could you do a Tyler x reader where the reader is a woman that rides a motorcycle and has a lot of tattoos and one night she gets kinda drunk with Tyler or the gang and she isn't herself and she turns into a shy, blushing, almost kid like girl. She sighs and goes "I only act like this because I want Tyler to think I'm cool.Childish, I know."In the morning, tyler acts kinda weird and ignores her and the reader, acting like a tough gal, kind of aggressively asking why and Tyler just kisses her.

Title: I’m Not Cute

Pairing: Tyler Scheid/Reader

Summary: The reader and Teamiplier are at a local bar hanging out. After telling the story of one of her tattoos, she confesses to the gang with alcohol running through her system, not including Tyler, about the fact that the way she acts is just an act to make Tyler think she’s cool. Tyler ends up taking the drunk reader home where, after acting like he can’t hear her, kisses her in the morning.

A/N: This is the last request on my list, but I thought it was really cute and probably the most unique one I got. I hope you like it and thank you for being patient! ❤

Pronouns: implied she/her

Warning(s): the reader gets drunk

Word count: 886 words

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“Okay, okay, what about that one?” Ethan pointed to the tattoo on your left bicep. “What’s the, um, unicorn pirate’s story?”

You put a finger up as you downed the last of your drink, making sure Tyler was in your peripheral vision. It burned as it slid down your throat, but the little surprised gasp on his face made it worth it. Sighing, you slammed the empty glass down on the counter and said, “It was actually the second tattoo I got.”

“Not to be critical,” Mark said, “but of all the things you could’ve chosen for a second tattoo, you chose a unicorn dressed as a pirate?”

“Hey, I was in college and stuff; I didn’t know better.” You tried to laugh off the pain rising in your head. Maybe that last drink was a little too much, don’t you think? “My roommate dared me to get it anyway, said they’d pay for all my meals for the next two months if I did.” That was only partially true.

“Well, did they?” Tyler asked. “Pay for your food? I mean.”

A word got caught in your throat, and you had to use all your might to sluggishly push it out. “Pshh, nah.” Your head spun, but you couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol or Tyler’s adorable smile. Either way, your head still hurt like hell. “They just laughed at me, but I managed to scare fifty bucks out of ‘em.”

“Did you threaten to run them over with your motorcycle?” Mika butted in.

You shook your head; it made the throbbing worse. “No, no, I didn’t have my baby yet.” It was starting to get really warm in the bar, to you at least. “Um, but—” you giggled— ”I, uh, threatened to give ‘em the, uh, old one-two.” You brought your hands, clenched in fists, up to your chest and pretended to punch someone. “See, ya? Scary?”

Tyler patted you on the shoulder. He was—he was—he—“Yeah, I wouldn’t want to be caught in a fight with you. You’d probably knock me down in ten seconds flat.” —was touching you. “I, uh, need to get something. I’ll be right back.” He squeezed your shoulder and left his barstool to disappear into the crowd at the bar.

Your nervous sigh teetered into a giddy school-girl giggle as you stared star-struck after him. It was like there was no one else in the bar, which definitely wasn’t true.

“You feeling okay?” Amy asked, her hand on your shoulder snapping you out of your trance.

“Yeah,” Mark agreed. “Never seen you so… giggly before.”

“Well, um, uh, you see, uh,” you fumbled with your words before taking a desperately needed sigh to collect your scrambled your thoughts. “Well, you know how I always act kinda cool and tough all the time? I only act like that because, well, I want Tyler to think I’m cool.” You looked down. “Childish, I know.”

“So, you’re okay, then?” Ethan asked.

“No, I’m really drunk, too.” You rubbed your temples. “I should—I should probably head home, too.” A murmur of disagreement rose up among your friends as you got up to leave. “Thanks, guys.”

You weaved your way through the crowd of people blocking your path, trying not to fall down from the alcohol running rampant through your system. You almost made it to the door, but a sudden rush of blood made you stumble. You would have collapsed to the floor if it wasn’t for—

“Hey, hey, hey!”

—Tyler.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Home,” you managed to spew out. Your legs felt like jelly; his arms were the only thing supporting your weight.

“Not like that you aren’t.” He sounded like your mother. “At least, not by yourself.” He lifted your arm and put it around his neck. Despite your slurred protest, he wrapped his other arm around your waist to keep you on your feet. He gave one last glance toward his friends, waving a little farewell at them. “I’m taking you home.”

——

Your head was killing you. It felt like a thousand squirrels found refuge in your skull at once and were running around inside it, desperately trying to find their way out of it again. Groaning, you sat up, cringing for a moment as your spinning head slowly made its way to a stop.

Getting up from your bed, you made your way to the hallway and then to the kitchen where he was standing, not facing you. “Tyler?” He didn’t respond. “Tyler, what are you doing here? Did you bring me home last night or…?”

His silence was unsettling. “Oh, come on, I know you can hear me, dude,” you groaned. “Why aren’t you talking to me?” You walked up behind him, reaching out for his shoulder—

Tyler spun around, causing you to yelp in surprise, and looked down at you. You frowned at him. “What did I do! Why aren’t you talking to me?” He blinked at you.

“Why are acting—” Before you could finish your sentence, he planted a kiss on your lips. You froze up in surprise, not exactly sure what to do or what just happened.

When your brain finally caught up to your surroundings, Tyler was smiling like a little kid. “You’re really cute, you know that?”

“Tyler!”

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fourth of july - ethan nestor imagine

word count   ☆ 1054

prompt  ☆ fluffy fourth of july prompt. i wrote this back when it was actually the fourth of july and uploaded it on my wattpad, buttt i needed something for here so have a recycled imagine.

pairing  ☆ ethan nestor x reader

requested  ☆ no. HOWEVER my ask is finally open.

"Happy hamburgers and hot dogs day! I mean... happy Independence Day!"

Y/N had never really seen the purpose of celebrating the Fourth of July. Sure, it was Independence Day or whatever, but it was just a lot of loud noises and drunk adults that ate their weight in grilled meat. Not only did she hate loud noises, but she also didn't eat meat and was left nibbling on Doritos until she finally got to go home from whatever family gathering she had to go to.

However, today was different.

Today was officially the first day that Y/N wouldn't be spending the Fourth of July with her family, she wasn't actually planning on spending it with anyone. Rather, she spent it holed up in her apartment, alone, alongside her lazy cat Gizmo.

"No fireworks for me today, Gizzy," she spoke, sinking into a hot bath full of lavender scented bubbles. Her muscles relaxed as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes, tapping her fingers to the music playing softly from the other side of the bathroom. This was a special occasion, once a month she gave herself the entire day to do whatever the hell she wanted. Eat the way she wanted, treat herself the way she wanted. It was typically saved for the first day of each month, however this time she waited for specifically today.

The cat meowed before curling up into a ball next to the bathtub, audibly purring and adding to the ambient noise of water slowly dripping from the tap. This was what Y/N took serenity as, a few essential oils candles around the room with the lights off. To be entirely honest, she was ready to just sink further into the bubbles and sleep. Of course, she wouldn't, but she sure wanted to.

Everything was fine, better than fine, really.

That's when the front door opened.

Y/N's eyes opened abruptly, heart pounding before she heard the bubbly voice of her boyfriend calling out her name.

"In the bath, babe!" she yelled, before letting out a disappointed sigh and finding herself relating immensely to the annoyed huff she heard Gizmo make. The two looked at each other as she begrudgingly mumbled 'same' to the irritated cat.

The bathroom door opened and revealed a casually dressed boy with vibrant blue hair. He had his glasses on, a dusty rose sweater and black sweatpants, "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I interrupt you and Gizmo's relaxation day?" He scratched the back of his next guiltily, shuffling his feet.

"Yeah, just got relaxed, you doof," Y/N rested her chin on the edge of the bath, faking a pout. He moved quietly to her, sitting down so he could be at eye level, "you're lucky I love you, Ethan. This was my first fourth that I didn't have to listen to obnoxious noises."

A hand came up, brushing the wet hair out of Y/N's face, "you're never free from obnoxious noises when you're dating Ethan Nestor, I can promise you that. However, that doesn't matter, because I'm going to let you take your bath and then you're gonna cuddle with me and eat junk food before we both have to go to the gym again."

Ethan and Y/N followed the same plan, ever since they moved in together six months ago. Their cheat days were the same, they wouldn't go to the gym and would just eat on impulse and sleep as long as they want to. Fortunately, today neither of them had to even worry about work getting in the way of their waking up in the middle of the day.

"No use in trying to relax anymore. Help me get these candles into the living room and then go get us snacks," Y/N shook her head, exiting the comfortable bath and slipping on a soft robe. Ethan winked, picking up two of the candles while he let the room for his girlfriend to get the rest. She shook her head, a grin spreading across her face as she set up the candles in her bedroom.

Y/N took it upon herself to get changed into one of Ethan's comfortable shirts, enjoying how it fit her somewhat loosely. She waited patiently on the bed, clicking her tongue quietly until Gizmo hopped up next to her and curled up in the space behind her knees. The two were laying down, staring into the room only lit by candles, feeling at peace again until Ethan entered the room again.

He had a tub of cookie dough ice cream, two spoons and two cake-pops he had bought earlier. His heart swelled in adoration as he watched Y/N's eyes light up at the sight of the sweets, making childish grabby hands towards one of the cake-pops.

"I love you," she squealed, taking a bite of the sweet treat and waiting for Ethan to prop himself up on the bed frame before she snuggled into his side. The sound of their heartbeats and the music still playing from the bathroom had drowned out whatever sounds of fireworks there was, and Y/N felt comfortable knowing she wasn't having to juggle twenty half-assed conversations with drunk family members and friends.

"You just love me for my cake-pops," Ethan spoke dramatically, taking a heaping spoonful of the ice cream and taking it into his mouth. He bit back the urge to laugh as Y/N nodded her head in agreement as she finished off her cake-pop.

"That might be part of the reason, but I really do love you, and I'm glad you're spending this Fourth of July eating ice cream with me instead of going out to party with Mark and Tyler," Y/N picked up her spoon, struggling to get a bit of the frozen treat out until it flung out and hit her in the chest. She mumbled something under her breath before picking it up with her fingers and just eating it anyways.

"Oh please, I'd pick kale salads with you over a party with anyone," he scoffed, running a hand through his hair and letting it fall onto his forehead. Y/N smiled getting another spoonful before resting her head on his shoulder once again.

"Happy Fourth of July, Ethan. I love you."

"I love you too, Y/N. Happy Fourth of July."

Y/N certainly felt fireworks when she kissed Ethan.

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T-Shirt (Tyler Scheid)

Title: T-Shirt

Word Count: 925

Requested By @mehmulaney: can u make one where the reader and tyler wake up the morning after a party and tyler forgets reader is wearing his shirt and almost cries cos its a sight to behold

Summary: After something of a wild night, Tyler realizes that he should share his clothes more often

Written By: Cass

Warnings: This hints at some steamy stuff, alcohol mentions

You weren't the partying type. You never had been. But all of your friends were going and you couldn't really say no. So you had made yourself look positively irresistible. Of course, it wasn't for anyone else, just a bit of a confidence boost. The party was more than you were usually interested in. Games of beer pong were played and you mostly sat around and chatted, drinking with your friends.

The fun came in when you found yourself tipsy in the arms of your boyfriend Tyler. Tyler wasn't much of a drinker so he'd offered to take on for the team and be the designated driver. He held you tight to his chest from behind as you talked loudly and giggled with your friends. You would be lying if you said that night was clear in your head. Most of it was just a haze. And maybe that was just because you had forgotten about your low alcohol tolerance.

The party didn't end until half past 2 in the morning. Tyler herded you and the rest of your group into his car and dropped everyone off before taking you back to his place. You weren't feeling all that well and he wasn't going to let you get sick and not have anyone around to help. So he helped you into his home and sat you on the couch. You were a flirty drunk. He managed to urge you into drinking a bottle of water. Soon enough, you began to sober up. You apologized profusely for the night. He shook his head and promised that it was alright. He was always there for you.

You spent a while curled up against him before things started moving in a different direction. Light kisses and giggles turned into gentle nibbles and drawn out make outs. Soon, the two of you were in his room allowing things to go wherever they pleased.

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The light streamed past the curtains and forced Tyler awake slowly. He blinked and went to move his arm to rub at his eyes. A weight on it stopped him from doing so. He turned his head with a groggy groan, but a smile lifted onto hi lips as he saw you. You looked peaceful, eyes closed with your arm wrapped around his bare torso. You looked absolutely angelic and it simply reminded him of even more reasons he was completely in love with you. He didn't want to have to wake you up. He didn't even care that his arm was falling asleep.

You finally stirred awake, rubbing at your eyes and groaning softly. Mornings weren't your favorite thing and your head hurt a little bit. But you were with Tyler so that's all that mattered. You took a moment to try and wet your tongue.

"How long have you been awake?" You asked him softly. He shrugged a little bit in response. He had that smile that you loved on his face, looking completely content to stay there and hold you forever. "We should get up. I'm hungry." You say before snuggling closer and burying your face in his neck.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked you. You hummed in thought and he ran his hands gently over your arm.

"Pancakes." You decided. Tyler nodded and nudged you, urging you to let him up so he could begin to make your breakfast for you. You whined and shook your head.

"Baby, I have to get up to make your food." He told you. You were reluctant, but you rolled over and pulled the blankets tighter around you to keep the rest of your warmth. Tyler kissed your forehead and rolled out of bed. He stretched, and you watched with a content smile.

"I wouldn't be mad if you never put a shirt back on." You teased him lightly. He laughed.

"Are you objectifying me?" He asked with a bright grin. You giggled and nodded a tiny bit before sinking into the comfort of his bed. With that, he slipped out to the kitchen to get started on some sort of breakfast.

It was about five minutes later when you finally dragged yourself out of bed and went to join him. You shuffled out, dressed only in the shirt you'd stolen from your boyfriend. You smile as you watch him work on the pancakes you'd suggested. You just stood there, leaning against the doorway and watching. He was truly incredible. Not just physically, but he had a heart of gold. He'd taken care of you last night and now he was making you breakfast without a second thought.

"Holy shit," Tyler breathed out, a smile rising onto his face. You tilt your head curiously.

"What?"

"You look so incredible in my shirt." He admitted. You laugh a little bit and walk over, wrapping your arms around him. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours gently. "Oh my god. I can't believe you're standing right here in my shirt and looking better than I ever have in it." He rambles. It's easy to tell just by looking him in the eye that he has never seen someone so perfect before, never been so in love with someone.

"Tyler, you're gonna make me blush." You complain.

"Good, you're cute when you blush. Hell, you're always cute."

"And your pancakes are burning." You tease with a grin.

"I'm not sure I even care." He leaned down, pulling you into another sweet kiss. "But I don't want to burn down the place."

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