#preferably mr. soot himself wink wink nudge nudge

[sergeantjessi]

help girl i am so unbelievably unwell about wilbur soot i don't know what to do i think the only thing that could cure me is to [REDACTED]

[logicalgrunge]

MCYT Oneshots: How You Met

Wilbur:

     You are a fairly popular streamer, known for your pvp specialty. While you haven't done a face reveal yet, your popularity matched the child himself tommyinnit in subscriber counts. As a frequent participant in MCC, you've gotten around to meeting most of the community, but this time you have some strangers as teammates, some streamers called WilburSoot, TommyInnit, and Tubbo_. You hopped onto Twitter to dm the three.

y/u: hello! its y/n, your teammate for the upcoming mcc :)

WilburSoot: hello y/n :)

Tubbo_: hiiii!!

TommyInnit: WOMAN?!?!

TommyInnit: kidding

TommyInnit: how're you?

y/u: im doing quite well thank you :)) would you all like to practice together?

WilburSoot: sure, my discord is wilbursoot#0001 (for clarity, I don't know their discords)

     You opened discord and sent a friend request to Wilbur, who immediately accepted and she clicked the call button, the man on the other side picking up immediately.

     "You picked up quickly, simp," you joked, causing the two of you to burst out into laughter.

     The two of you hit it off while practicing for MCC, becoming fast friends with mutual flirting 'for fanservice'.

Quackity:

     You applied for his Love or Host after Austin tweeted it out, not knowing who he was but you had been dared to join and pick love by your friends.

     "Hi! I'm Y/N, I'm 18 (for legal purposes you are all 18 or older for the adult's preferences) and I stream Minecraft for a living."

     It was clear from the start that you were Alex's favorite, as he showed you the most attention throughout the stream and eventually you and Minx were the two left.

     "... and Alex has chosen who is leaving... Minx, sorry but you're out." Minx made a dramatic exit but quickly sent you a dm saying hello after she plugged her accounts and left. "This means Y/N, did you pick love or host?" Austin teased.

     "Please don't break my heart hermosa," Alex pleaded in character, sending you a wink through his cam. Luckily, neither him nor Austin noticed your blush.

     "Then lucky for you, because Y/N chose love!" Austin announced, causing Alex to cheer and shout into his mic, sending feedback crackling through.

     "I have a Minecraft girlfriend chat!!"

Dream:

     You actually met Dream before he became the Dream persona everyone knows, the two of you were friends throughout high school and beyond. The problem was, you had a major crush on him for a while, but had to watch as other girls came and went. You also befriended George and Nick, slowly becoming an honorary member of the Dream Team. Of course viewers who weren't fans of the ever popular Dream x George ship usually became Y/N x Dream shippers. Clay would egg on both types of shippers, just furthering your crush on him more.

George:

     As Tubbo's older sister, you were usually put in charge of Toby and Lani, especially this time. While you were on Holiday Break from college, Toby was begging to meet up with his streamer friends in Brighton. Your parents only agreed to let him go if you would accompany him, but luckily for Tubbo you didn't have any other plans.

     "You owe me one kiddo," you sighed, arriving at the Airbnb after a three hour drive. Tubbo nodded and hopped out of the car, dragging in his luggage before you could remind him of the rules.

     "Ugh, children," you joked to yourself, not expecting someone to chuckle behind you. You whipped around to see a tallish man with clout goggles on his head, holding his hand out expectantly.

     "You must be Y/N, Tubbo's older sibling. I'm George, one of his internet friends." You took his hand and shook it politely, letting him take your bags from you like a gentleman.

     "Gorgeous," George whispered under his breath as you walked away.

Sapnap:

     Surprisingly, you and Nick first met at a bar. It was a Saturday night, which meant it was packed in there. You first noticed him with two other guys, but they split off to dance. Finding the man left alone quite attractive, you decided to walk over and strike up a conversation.

"Why hello there, loner boy," you teased, watching him flush red and choke a little bit on his beer.

"H-hello," he replied, eyes wide as he seemed to once-over you before again meeting your gaze.

The two of you spent the night getting to know each other and eventually dancing, ending the night with a drunken kiss and a phone number exchange.

Jschlatt:

     You were waitressing at one of the more popular cafes in Manhattan when a very handsome man with Wolverine-style chops walked in. You froze and your coworker noticed, nudging you towards the table he and his friends sat at.

"Hello, what can I get you all to drink?" Most of them ordered coffee of some fashion, until it got to the man you had admired.

"What do you recommend gorgeous?" he asked, causing "oooh"s to go around the table.

"Well, um, our s-sangrias are delicious," you stutter out, blushing at the nickname.

"Alcohol in the morning, that's my kind of person!" he chuckled, nodding as to order that.

"I, um, I'll be back in a flash to get your orders." You flushed red as a hand lightly grabbed your wrist as you turned to go.

"Could I also get your number to-go?"

Nihachu:

     Actually, you and Niki met through Mr. Wilbur Soot himself. Niki was visiting, and, knowing of your crush on her, decided to invite you over to meet her. You panicked for hours, trying to decide between outfits and practicing what to say to her. After finally reaching Wilbur's apartment, you went up and knocked on the door. Of course, since Wilbur knew who it was, he asked Niki to open the door for you.

"Hello!" she greeted, leaving you shocked, as you expected a 6'5 British man to be opening the door and not a sweet shorter German girl.

"Uh, h-hi, my name is Y/N, it's, well, it's nice to meet you," you stuttered, making Niki giggle at your nervousness.

"It's nice to meet you too, Ich denke dass du süß bist." (I think you're cute)

[perriewinklenerdie]

Into your arms (Ethan Ramsey x MC)

Open Heart, Ethan Ramsey x MC

Author’s note: Hello, hello, hello! We are back with the other timeline fics. We already saw how their first day working together went down and how it ended, how they met, now it’s time to see how their relationship developed. I decided to not call it a series just yet, not sure if it’s even going to be a series, but I’m having way too much fun with it, so it is a possibility. For now, we have one shots :D

Special thanks to my sister from another mister, @usuallyamazinglyaverage for being my supreme proof reader and for helping me with finding song lyrics I needed <3

AO3 link:

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/21804250

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Enjoy! <3

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„Okay, so that’s official. You’re a masochist.” She said as she rounded the corner of the reading room, two cups of coffee in her hands. Ethan looked up from the book he was currently working with, a smirk pulling on the corners of his lips.

“They let you out of class early? Maybe you should have stayed, it made you cocky.” He muttered, pulling the chair back so she could sit next to him. Passing him his drink, she bumped her shoulder against his playfully.

“What can I say, I’m just that brilliant.” Claire laughed, scrunching her nose at him before adding. “Nah, I’m just joking. They let us out, because Dr. Lavoie had a personal issue and they couldn’t find the substitute for him in time.”

“You are brilliant, Claire, I wasn’t joking.” He looked at her for a long time, smiling at her softly before turning back to his research. She looked over his shoulder, resting her chin against it as she read a few lines off the top of the page.

“How long have you been going at it here? It’s six pm and when we talked in the morning, you were entering the library.” She asked, noticing how his body tensed up a little as she mentioned the time, realizing how long he’s been in that room.

“I guess I lost the track of time. Of course, there are a number of other ways in which I would prefer to spend my day off, but since you had classes, I had nothing better to do than to do some research for the speech I’m working on for the next convention.” He nudged the book with his elbow as he reached for his cup, taking a few sips, closing his eyes, feeling the caffeine filling him up.

“Well, I’m so sorry, Sir, but I can’t skip classes. That’s not what a serious med student does. Besides, I’m pretty sure there is that Doctor that would be pretty upset with me if I skipped classes because I went to spend some time with a guy that has been dancing around me for the past three months.”

Ethan sat back, turning to look at her with a surprised expression on his face. What she said was true, they both knew it, and yet it always surprised him at how she could knock him off his feet with just one glance at him. He wasn’t used to it, they didn’t know each other that long, she definitely had too much of an impact on him. She made him nervous, every time he was with her, her had a feeling he would make a fool out of himself. He cleared his throat, her eyes focused on him.

“I- well- “

“No way. I’ve rendered Ethan Ramsey speechless. Give me my calendar, I’ll write it down or no one will believe me.” She joked, smiling smugly at him before leaning over to kiss his cheek softly. “Oh my god, are you blushing? You’re totally brushing, Ramsey, the sky is falling.”

“You can stop with the teasing now, Herondale.”

They each immersed themselves into their own work for the next hour or so, sharing occasional smiles and looking at one another when they thought the other wasn’t looking, both acutely aware of it happening. Below the table, their feet kept on nudging each other, making them smirk as they did everything they could to not look up from their reading. When the clock struck seven thirty pm, Ethan closed his book with a sigh, turning to look at her. Maybe she was aware of it, maybe she wasn’t, regardless of it, he got a chance to observe the way her nose scrunched up when she found something ridiculous, how her eyes got just a little bit bigger when she stumbled upon a thing she was looking for, or how adorable her dimples were when she smiled, in the exact moment she acknowledged that he was staring.

“I guess that’s the end of our study session, isn’t it?” she asked, looking at him. He nodded, reaching for her book, closing it as he put it on top of the one he was reading minutes ago. “Okay, so what are we doing now? Judging by the look in your eyes, you already have something in mind, so let’s hear it.”

“I was thinking- and it’s just a suggestion- that we could go for a drink or two? The same place as last time?”

“You really want to try that wine I had, don’t you?” she teased him, nodding her head in agreement. “Great idea, Ramsey, let’s go. And try not to trip while you’re staring at me.”

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Rather than going there by his car, they decided to drive back to his apartment, leave it there and walk to the bar, since it wasn’t that far. Their car ride was filled with conversation. That is, until he turned on the radio and Claire decided that she wasn’t going to be listening to classical music, as fantastic as it was, when she had a full day of classes after her, and an evening in the bar ahead of them. The very first song that came on turned out to be her favorite. As did the next five. And she sang the lyrics to all of them. Ethan was amused to say the least, especially when she leaned really close to him and muttered the lines ‘Just let me stay, stay in your arms, I’m ready to give, give up the fight, into your arms, into your soul, maybe I’m losing, I’m losing control’ into his ear.

After leaving the car in the parking lot underneath his apartment complex, they made their way to the bar. His fingers found hers, tangling together in a tight grip, his thumb tracing circles on the top of her palm. The only visible sign that he was enjoying himself was the soft smile that grazed his features, even though on the inside he was bursting with energy that even the slightest touch provided.

Upon entering the bar, they were hit with the air that was much warmer than the one on the outside, a strong scent of spices with the undertone of alcohol reaching their senses. He took her coat, hanging it with his on the coatrack before putting his hand on the small of her back hesitantly, steering them both into the booth on the side of the room. Claire leaned back with a contented smile, watching as Ethan ordered them both a glass of wine with spices at the bar. He looked back at her, smiling delicately, looking down at his feet as she winked at him cheekily. A few minutes later he came back, sliding into the seat next to her, shaking his head at her behavior.

“You’re enjoying it, aren’t you.” he stated, resting his head on his hand. She shrugged her shoulders innocently.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I just enjoy looking at fine things, and you, Mr. Ramsey, are the finest one here.” She leaned onto the table too, skimming her eyes all over him before their eyes met again. She could see the effect her words had on him. “I also really enjoy making you flustered.”

“Part of your personal charm.” He smirked, inching closer to her. She mirrored his actions, making them sit even closer.

“Is it working?”

“… maybe.”

Their obvious flirting was interrupted by a waiter, bringing their drinks to the table. Once they were alone again, their banter resumed, muttering to each other quietly. He raised his glass, looking into her eyes deeply.

“To the great evening.”

“To the great company.” She shot back, biting her lip, watching as his blue eyes darkened just the slightest bit. He took a sip of the wine, letting the smooth taste graze his tongue, the liquid warming him up, the rich spices tickling his palette. She hummed softly as she drank a bit of her wine, taking in their surroundings. Some sort of a song was playing in the background, one she couldn’t recognize. It did however have a nice beat to it, perfect for some dancing, and it just so happened that she felt like standing up and moving her body a little. Without a warning, she stood up and walked onto the dancefloor, closing her eyes and letting herself loose.

The way she was moving was hypnotizing to Ethan, causing his gaze to be glued to her body. She must have been aware of that, must have felt his eyes on her, because her hips started swaying from side to side, her arms rising above her head. To the outsider, it looked like a consciously made decision, but in reality, him standing up and walking over to her seemed to him like it was happening behind the fog, and only when his hands touched her hips gently did his mind catch up with his actions, making him stop in his tracks.

Claire relaxed back into his as soon as she realized who he was, and continued dancing, reaching behind her to grip the back of his neck, bringing him closer to her. He breathed in her scent, orange blossoms tickling his nose gently. They got lost in the feeling of their bodies, so close together, the hot air that surrounded them, and the music that was setting them both in motion, erasing the rest of the world and leaving only them. Ethan leaned forward, breathing her name, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, making her shiver.

After the song ended, they went back to their booth, and the whole situation felt like a fever dream. They were both flushed and flustered, eyes wide, breathing heavily. He finished the rest of his drink in one, big swing and they went back to their conversation as though nothing happened, even though on the inside, they were both screaming for more.

Before either of them knew it, the evening became the night and if they had any real chance at getting some rest, they had to leave at that exact moment. Ethan paid for their drinks and went to get their coats. He helped her put hers on, his touch lingering a lot longer than it should, his fingers squeezing her shoulders a little. They left the bar the same way as they came in, holding hands, walking just a bit closer to each other than before.

She was living in the dormitory, not that far away from the bar or his apartment, so their walk wasn’t the longest, but they still made it count. They talked a bit, but not that much, mostly being in complete silence, reveling in the presence of one another, and the feeling of their touch. As her room came into the view, she turned around to him, her blonde hair illuminated with the artificial lighting of the streetlamps, changing the color of her strands from sandy to gold. He reached with his hand, running his fingers through them, smiling at her.

“Are you going to be okay with going back on your own? It is pretty late, I don’t want you to get hurt.” She said, concern coloring her voice. He shook his head, allowing his hand to fall back down against his side.

“I’ll be fine, I would be worried if you had to walk back on your own. That’s why I walked you home.”

“Is that the only reason you did that?” she teased, taking a step towards him, raising her head gently. His eyes flashed with something playful and mischievous as his fingers twitched slightly, fighting the urge to touch her again.

“One of them. Because I didn’t want anything to happen to you and-“

“Ethan?” she interrupted him with a giggle.

“Yes?”

“You can kiss me now.” she stated, flashing him a grin. His eyes widened, his blue irises darkening a shade or two, his breathing becoming elevated.

It seemed as though he fought with himself on whether he should do it. It seemed like a big deal, and it probably was. It shouldn’t be treated lightly, he wanted it to be important, he wanted it to mean something, he wanted it to be perfect. So many times, he imagined that moment, and none of those scenarios that his mind threw at him in the middle of the night or day included him kissing her outside of her dorm room, but here they were. Deciding to throw caution to the wind, he dove forward.

His hand grasped the sides of her face, pulling her closer to him, their gazes locking in an intense stare. He could see all kinds emotions in them, from uncertainty and nervousness to longing and affection, all the things he himself was feeling every time he so much as thought of her. His eyes asked for her permission, one final time, and she nodded, a barely visible movement, before he closed the distance between them, and their lips touched.

It was sweet and it was perfect, everything he could have imagined and more. They melted into each other, her hands coming up to grip his sides gently, pulling him closer by the lapels of his coat. The kisses were slow, gently gaining intensity, mirroring the way he fell for her. He could feel her smiling against him, his one hand moving to her waist, pressing her flush to him with a hum. It could have been an eternity later when he moved away, opening his eyes to look at her. Hers were still closed, a gentle smile of satisfaction pulling on the corners of her lips. When her green irises met his blue ones, he could see how much her emotions gained in intensity in the past seconds. He opened his mouth, whispering her name, and before he could say anything else, she interrupted him.

“Ethan?”

“Yes?”

“Kiss me again.”