#jeremy elbertson x reader

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BARK BARK BARK JERMA CUDDLES NOW 👹👹👹👹👹

You're the only one allowed to talk to me like this 😒

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there were two things that you loved more than taking a catnap in actual sunlight. the warmth of your boyfriend in the middle of the night. at some point, there's an equilibrium of heat between the two of you, where the cool air of the desert has invaded your space and keeps you tucked beneath the covers.

you remember when you first stayed the night, having been up too late talking and he offered you his bed. a sweetheart, like always. he mentioned how he's always a little cold but has "cozy" blankets, "would help you survive a boston winter" blankets. you thought he was crazy to sleep in just boxers and while you donned a shirt and a pair of sweats, you found that a few hours into the night you were sweating but he was pleasantly warm with not a sweat bead to be found.

so now, with one arm draped across his abdomen, the other tucked under your pillow, you nuzzled your cheek into his skin gently. you could feel his chest rise and fall in nearly even breaths, choosing to continue staring in the dull light of the room. jeremy was adorable to you all the time, but when he yawned himself awake and stretched like a sleepy cat, it was your favorite.

"i can hear you watching me," he murmurs, wrapping an arm around you to the best of his ability and pulling you a little closer.

"no you can't," you whisper back, tugging the blankets back over your shoulders. "go back to sleep, jer."

"mmmhmm..." and he had drifted off before he could get out another syllable. your chest shook with a tiny laugh and you closed your eyes again. you wondered if the warmth sped up time or slowed it down as you let sleep take you again.

however much time had passed didn't matter, the only thing that did was your body realizing the source of your warmth had vanished. your hand lazily patted around on the bed before you groaned and raised your head, blinking away the sleep. alone, cold, abandoned even.

"come baaaaack," you called into the pillow, knowing it would be muffled but being too tired to want to flip around. your hand patted at the bed like he was a dog waiting for the okay to get back onto the mattress, but you hoped he was just out of reach, coming back into the room after peeing or grabbing a drink or...

"hush your whinin', i'm right here, you're worse than otto," he teased, getting back under the covers and bringing you close to him.

[bimbees]

When she zerking your zenis and the cheeto crumbs get into your zurethra right after you zum and it still twitching.

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Hi!!! Love your jerma posts ! Do you reckon you could write some more jerma stuff, just whenever ofc but I want you to know you have a market ! Maybe write about y/n and jerma watching trolls 3 or somethin and jerma keeps feeling the need to live commentate even though it's just y'all two bc he's worried about being boring and you losing interest in him :(((

my heart she weeps at your kind words 👐🏻 thank you, i'd love to write more jerma!! my brain has just been gear shifted in another direction. but i do really really love jerma, he is my ultimate comfort streamer. he helped me get through covid 💀

im also a sucker for like """kids""" movies, and i say that in quotes because really any movie geared towards a younger audience can be fun. you can bet your ass i was in the theater for the my little pony movie 💀. anyway.

jerma who plays with the end of his jacket sleeve, or a frayed thread, or your fingers while he makes another quip that undoubtly is funny but you don't respond the way he perceives as right, not that you responded wrong but you're focused on the movie and spare a giggle but... why was the pit in his stomach growing? he lays his head on your shoulder and you knock your head lightly into his.

the pit grows and he feels like he's sweating when there's an elongated silence between you and he mumbles an apology and you look at him so so confused, "why are you apologizing?" as far as you're concerned you two have been having a good time watching the movie.

"dunno," he replies, trying to shrug it off but you can tell the way he avoids looking back towards you, now staring at the screen hardcore. "don't want you to be bored, y'know, in case you didn't... like the movie." don't want you to be bored with him in case you don't like him anymore. you grab his head softly and kiss his temple.

"i love you," you whisper into his head, so that he can hear you and the one other person in the theater can't, "i'm not bored, i promise, i'm having a good time here. with you." he can feel the growth of the pit and the nerves stop, but still it sits, and with a few other chaste kisses to his cheek as a reminder that you are there, he tells himself it'll be fine.

he'll be fine.

"i love you too, doll."

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what are some little physical touch cat things jerma would do b4 his back thing? hehehe

so bean and i were discussing the love languages thing and i said that i think prior to the health stuff that he had in 2020 he was a much touchier person. maybe not a big fidgeter unless he's nervous, but he enjoys the conscious, long holds.

going to the movies? you two are holding hands or you have your arms linked, or one of you is just leaning into the other.

going out to dinner? the table better let you two lock feet or i'm 😤😤i'm FIGHTING the restaurant. or, if you're out with a bigger group, you two are smack dab right next to one another.

you're just being lazy at home? god, nothing is better than one of you in the others lap (or sitting in front of the other, one on the couch one on the floor) and you just running your hands through his hair and down his neck and shoulders. but he also just. loves to do the scratching, and i'm very lame and i will knead my cats to show them i love them, so i imagine he does it jokingly to your shoulders and will just rub his cheek into the top of your hair.

he absolutely accidentally/absentmindedly will spin in a circle when trying to settle down and sit down and it's only after like one and a half rotations that you two catch each others eyes and start laughing

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jerma and his love language???

ooooh im such a sucker for love languages.

(words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)

i feel like jerm is a mix between acts of service and quality time. i think he really would value every minute he gets to spend with his partner. choosing to spend time with him, inviting him on errands if he's not busy, doing things together even if you're not doing the same thing? he invites you to everything, too, plus one to events, going to the grocery store, to the doctor, hell even if he just wants to run down the street and pick up mcdonalds, it's better if you're with him.

as for acts of service (which is funny because they can be opposites), i feel like he really values home cooked meals and like, the laundry being done. over the last few years where he's injured himself or had health issues, every errand you ran for him without a second thought is etched onto his heart, permanently. i think he'd also really love the domestic acts he'd get to do, too, he's not streaming that day and you have to work late at your job? he's cooking dinner and making sure pj's are picked out. he helps brush your hair if you're that tired, or help run a bath or shower.

jerma is #1 domestic cutie in my brain, even if his online persona is (more than) a little deranged.