#Ethan Nestor fanfiction

[blotomical]

A3: Narrow comforts of company [Genloss || alternate ending]

you can also read it on AO3

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The trio deals with the aftermath of having massive amounts of adrenaline in their system for days on end. They try not to give in to doubt and despair as they give themselves time to rest.

Word count: 8k

[CWs in tags]

[dinofromspac3]

Rules for Requests

Main Masterlist

I do not write smut, but I will write spice

please request through asks

be patient and be kind. I might take a while to get the fic out

leave as much or as little detail as you like, but fair warning if you leave so much detail that you’ve practically written it for me, I will be less likely to write it.

ask nicely, kind of goes along with be kind. I’m not taking orders, and if you act like it, I will ignore your request.

Thank you<3

Who I write for:

Fem/GN readers

Doctor Who:

Clara Oswald x Reader

Rose Tyler x Reader

Martha Jones x Reader

Donna Noble x Reader

Bill Potts x Reader (fem only)

The Doctor x Reader (platonic only because there’s not enough of these and there’s plenty of romantic fics out there)

The Master/Missy x Reader (platonic only)

If you think of any others just ask

Marvel:

Peter Parker x Reader

Kate Bishop x Reader

Yelena Belova x Reader (platonic only, ace queen)

Natasha Romanoff x Reader (platonic only)

Steve Rogers x Teen!Reader

Bucky Barnes x Teen!Reader

Pretty much everyone x Teen!Reader

Again, if there’s any not listed, just ask.

Wizarding World:

(I’m partial to Hufflepuff!Readers)

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Neville Longbottom x Reader

Luna Lovegood x Reader

Newt Scamander x Reader

Again, just ask. I’ll add marauders when I’ve read all of All the Young Dudes fic on AO3

YouTubers:

Ethan Nestor x Reader

Markiplier x Reader (platonic only)

Jacksepticeye x Reader (platonic only)

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit:

Frodo Baggins x Reader

Samwise Gamgee x Reader

Merry Brandybuck x Reader (platonic only)

Pippin Took x Reader (platonic only)

Aragorn x Reader

Eowyn x Reader

Arwen x Reader

Legolas x Reader

Kili x Reader

Fili x Reader

Bilbo Baggins x Reader (platonic only)

Star Wars:

Padme Amidala x Reader

Anakin Skywalker x Reader (platonic only)

Obi Wan Kenobi x Reader

(Sorry I’ve only seen the prequels)

[garciaasfluffypen]

615 days later and my LONGEST fic is complete!!!

for anyone who doesn’t know, i took a stab at writing an rpf fic back in june of 2021 and it has been a hell of a ride. but alas, the ride has finished and she is done!!!

thats right besties, backflip boy is finished.

for anyone who’s curious and hasn’t seen it yet, here’s the summary:

Y/N Fishbach moved in with Mark in an effort to save money after moving to LA. After becoming known on Mark's channel as the "most loved iplier", she decided to stay and learn the ropes of youtube, creating her own channel and gaining her own followers. At PAX East, she meets a young man by the name of Ethan Nestor. What happens when the back flip boy becomes more than just that?

it took a hilariously long time for me to finish it and good goly is it a good read. 51 chapters, guys.

51.

YOU CAN READ IT HERE BTW.

please read it i spent so long on it

[captainthomasrobbie]

Important:

Main channel (Films) - Robin Sweets Studios

Gaming channel (Game) - Ryan's Gothic Attic

Masterlist of my fics;

Mafia/YouTubers (8-bitRyan);

Shadows over Lost Heaven

Arkin O'Brien/ The collector;

About Hawks and Snakes

Chad Charming;

What remains of Chad Charming

Requiem

Charlie Lonnit;

Frozen with fear, burning with hatred

Adam (Hazbin Hotel);

When all Is said and all is done... Hell is forever, and Haven is gone. (Series)

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Characters /plus the fandoms their in/ that I'm very happy to talk about;

!I RP, DRAW, WRITE FICS, OR JUST VENT ABOUT THESE CHARACTERS!

!Also y'all'll maybe see some fics about those so if ya want anything, all you need to do is ask!

- Arkin O'Brien (The collection series)

- Adam & Lute (Hazbin hotel)

- Mark Mayhew & Antonio Geist (Don't feed the muse arg)

- Tyrell Wellick (Mr Robot)

- Aaron (Creep)

- Charlie Lonnit (The devil in me)

- Tommy Angelo (Mafia 1-3)

- Chad Charming (Descendants)

- Googleplier (Markiplier)

- Chase (Jacksepticeye)

- Unus Annus (+Ethan)

- Josh Washington (Until Dawn)

- Aaron Burr (Hamilton)

- Logan Sanders (Sanders sides)

- Phantom (Natewantstobattle)

- Matpat (GTLive)

- Chris Bean (Goes wrong show)

- King Dice (CupHead)

- Gavin Reed (Detroit; BH)

- Lady D (Resident Evil)

- Trevor/Julian (Would you rather)

- Mycroft (Sherlock)

- Killian Jones (OUAT)

- Michael (The good Place)

- Andy Dufresne (Shawshank redemption)

Will be adding if I find a new obsession or remember an older one!

[capversen1]

HELLO THERE!!

Welcome to CAPVERSE!!!

Ran by @crowleysno1 and @emmangst !!

If you like Capvers, if you like art, if you like fanfiction, if you like an au where Havers doesn't leave for the North African Front? FOLLOW US!!!

We're just two little sillies who want to spread our silly little thoughts about these silly little homosexuals!!!

BUT! THERE WILL BE SPOILERS FOR GHOSTS S5!! and..

Let us introduce.... the OWNERS!!!

crowleysno1 (aka ashley):

i am the storm of which has been brought upon kav, i am the reason why we are here today. I am.... Ashley.

HI! im ashley (aka grandpappy) and im autistic!!!

im the person who brought this silly ship into kav's life and now we can't stop talking about it!! (OOPSIE!!) i do art, and writing and sometimes poetry but that's like very very rare. BUT!! what you will see here will be a mixture of me and kav's crazy CRAZY imagination through art and fanfiction!

i can't remember the last time I haven't been properly obsessed with anything since I had a 3 year long hyperfixation on Unus Annus, and the rest has been a very long switching between old ones and new ones!!! im very weird.

i hope that this blog goes far because capvers has engulfed me and kav entirely, and we can't escape it (help).

err some random things about me is that I love the six idiots (DUHH). im a gomens , omfd, Markiplier, unus annus, Ethan Nestor, Thomas Sanders fan etcetcetc. errr im in love with horrible histories, ghosts and yonderland... I mean duh. why else am I here???@?#?

(as of today, I never know when I'm suddenly like "NEW HYPERFIXATION!!").

im also very interested in history (ww2 specifically), so like I'll use every every single excuse to talk about it so don't even like cry at the sight of my silly little rambles. (Though if you want to see those they'll be on my main acc)

ill sign off the posts with A or Grandpappy, because I am grandpappy ashley.

BYEBYE!

emmangst (aka kav):

hi im kav (aka hubba bubba) and i have adhd and horrendous memory comparable to amnesia

im the victim of the storm that was approaching (ashley) and now I cant stop being struck by capvers brainstorm lightnings

I'm also a big fan of Pokemon, specifically the subway masters and the b/w games, (really really big fan of) kubzscouts, kitchen nightmares (solely bc of the admin of the kitchen nightmares yt account), metro railways/rapid transit and others I can't really remember

I do art and writing too, but I never post my writings, im not good neither does my artstyle support capvers HELP. but I do share my ideas of capvers au's to ashley.

coincidentally I too am verrrry interested in history (specifically british, germany, ww1/ww2). I go by it/they but ashley will refer to me as he/him just because I said so in didord hhdjsjdj and I probably will call ashley "captain ashley" because it funny

will sign off the posts with K or hubba bubba

funfact abt me : I watched the trailer for BBC Ghosts in 2019 but completely forgot about it until I got curious abt what ashley meant by not revealing the captains name and meeting my ultimate doom

[missis-maple394]

HOLOLIVE EN SPECIAL BRODCAST - UNNUS ANNUS

DO NOT REPOST/EDIT/TRACE my art from other sites.

Only clients can repost my work without permission and provide artist link to direct my art gallery.

Author’s comment:

"THERE'S A HOLOGIRL FOR DEATH AND TIME." Would you look at that, It's the Hololive EN Girls hosting a special stream with Unnus Annus! Just kidding, it's for my client, Ranger; for his sweet birthday commission of his favorite VTuber Streamers! My client requested me to draw two Hololive EN girls of Calliope Mori (black suit) & Ouro Kronii (white suit), inspired the referenced from the Unnus Annus. A project of Ethan Nestor (CrankGameplays) and Mark Fischbach (Markiplier), launched in November 15th, 2019 to November 14th, 2020. (1) Deleted and no archives to be found. If you are interested, I'm open for Standard Illustrations: Full body, and 3 types of Avatar Profile size. These are all one slot each when it's taken. Thank you for your interest!

Author’s note:

Do not start a roleplay/venting/fanfiction using replying / reblogging / DMs with my artworks.

Do not tag and marked as a kin/me/morally questionable content etc.

DO NOT claim my artworks belong to you, and removing / cropping my watermarks away.

DO NOT sell my art for monetary profit.

Please DM me for inquiries such as commissioned work or reporting my artwork has been reposted or edited.

[lambyblurbsfics]

Introduction

Lamby

21 | they/them or anything/goes (Agender) | Autistic & ADHD

-What I Write-

I will write anything from a small blurb of thoughts I have, to maybe even full on fanfictions

Some very much self indulgent things I'm writing.

I will write fluff, angst, smut.

I'm taking request for anything right now!

-Who I will write about-

JSchlatt (Mainly)

Markiplier (And EGOS)

Juicyfruitsnacks

Tednivison

Ethan Nestor

Baldurs Gate 3

The Umbrella Academy

Marvel/MCU

YouTubers

I'm into A LOT of different stuff, so if you have a request and you're not sure if I'm into it or not, it won't hurt to ask.

-BOUNDARIES-

-MDNI-

Minors do not interact!!

I will be posting all kinds of writing and types of stories, especially some NSFW

I will NOT write about romantized portrayals of mental health or mental illnesses. NO subjects with piss, scat, vore, etc.

If you have a problematic request/ask i will delete and ignore it.

I usually write gender neutral or AFAB, but will write other if requested, thank you in advance for respecting me and my boundaries.

(Moving my fic account so it's a main blog)

[togethertogethersoulmates]

ABOUT ME

My name is Kyle

My pronouns are He/They

I'm transmasc and Bi? Pan? Point is I'm a big ol' queer who thinks everyone is hot

I'm 19

I have a lot of fandoms but some of my tops are Supernatural, Good Omens, The Beatles, Twenty One Pilots, FNAF, AJR, The Walking Dead, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Ethan Nestor, Game Theory, Dan and Phil, and The Game Grumps.

Lets get this out of the way- I do ship people as long as you're polite to me then I'll be polite to you :3

DM's are always open. Let's ramble about ships and fandoms together.

More than open to new friends.

PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL. I'll give you respect so I only ask that you give me the same.

I like to read, roleplay, write, do art, and make playlists. I also write fanfiction as well.

[moved-lambyblurbsfics]

Introduction

Lamby

21 | they/them or anything/goes (Agender) | Autistic & ADHD

Moved to @lambyblurbsfics

Was tired of this being a side blog, so I'm moving it to be a main blog

-What I Write-

I will write anything from a small blurb of thoughts I have, to maybe even full on fanfictions

Some very much self indulgent things I'm writing.

I will write fluff, angst, smut.

I'm taking request for anything right now!

-Who I will write about-

JSchlatt (Mainly)

Markiplier (And EGOS)

Juicyfruitsnacks

Tednivison

Ethan Nestor

Baldurs Gate 3

The Umbrella Academy

Marvel/MCU

YouTubers

I'm into A LOT of different stuff, so if you have a request and you're not sure if I'm into it or not, it won't hurt to ask.

-BOUNDARIES-

-MDNI-

Minors do not interact!!

I will be posting all kinds of writing and types of stories, especially some NSFW

I will NOT write about romantized portrayals of mental health or mental illnesses. NO subjects with piss, scat, vore, etc.

If you have a problematic request/ask i will delete and ignore it.

I usually write gender neutral or AFAB, but will write other if requested, thank you in advance for respecting me and my boundaries.

[pemberlyy]

So come on one and all to see the apathy

Welcome to my multi-fandom blog page! I mainly just reblog things I like, mostly gifs or fanart of different pieces of media.

🥀💌💞🧚🏻‍♀️

some things about me:

this is my main account but I also run:

@heartofwritiing ~ a place for my fanfiction/fanart/writing

@beautytruthlove ~ a blog dedicated to one of my favorite all time movies + more!

I enjoy a lot of different things such as: writing, reading, crocheting, music, drawing, watching youtube/twitch!

current fixations: rings of power, disney dreamlight valley.

current reads:

Favorites

content creators: wilbur soot, markiplier, philza, tommyinnit, tubbo, slimecicle, ethan nestor, jacksepticeye, jschlatt.

video games: animal crossing new horizons, minecraft, disney dreamlight valley, zelda botw.

tv shows: doctor who, stranger things, btvs, the mandolorian, rings of power.

artists:lovejoy, paramore, the beatles, artic monkeys, sabrina carpenter, taylor swift, los campesinos, fleetwood mac, laufey, hozier.

💌🥀✨🕯️

[themadhalewrites]

I'm Sorry

Fandom: Real People

Character/s Included: Ethan Nestor and Reader

Word Count: 303

When you arrived at Ethan’s apartment you had thought you had mentioned to him that you were coming over and since you were frequently at his house you just walked in. 

You began looking around the rooms in the entry way for a sign of Ethan but when you didn’t see him in the lounge or the kitchen you decided to check the only other place he could be, his recording room. 

Wandering down the hallway, you trailed your hand against the wall you listened for vibrations through the wall.

Arriving at his recording room you pushed the door opened slowly hoping no noise was created. When he looked up you realized it did so you started apologizing “Sorry Ethan. I didn’t mean to disturb you”

While he was replying to you he kept an eye on chat since instead of recording he was streaming, “It’s okay,  I’ll finish up and be out”

When you nodded he turned his attention back and was met with the chat messages being filled with;

‘Did he just sign?’

‘Whoever is there he’s happy’

‘What did he say?’

Instead of answering questions he simply said,  “I’m so sorry guys I have to go a friend of mine just came by. I might stream tomorrow guys.  For now let’s raid (enter a streamers name)”

Clicking the host button he waited for it to transfer before logging off his computer and leaving his recording room. 

Walking out to the lounge he tapped you on the shoulder, “I didn’t know you were coming over Y/N, sorry” he signed.

You laughed softly before signing back, “it’s not your fault I forgot to tell you”

“Movie?”

“Video Games please”

He didn’t need to sign okay he just smiled before grabbing the gaming controllers so you both could play a video game together.

[astxroiid]

What It’s Like

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Fandom: YouTube

Pairing: Ethan Nestor x Reader

Word Count: 1,623

Warnings: a short moment of angst, crying,

Summary: Y/N invites Ethan, her roommate, to come play Mario Kart and eat takeout with her after his Twitch stream.

Author’s Note: This is just a quick little thing I thought about the last night! Am I procrastinating to keep from writing those series? Yes. Yes I am. [thank you @soft-haas16 for proof reading and giving me feedback! Ur the best <3]

Tags: @bigdickdaddysatan , @staxryskxes , @soft-haas16 , @cas-loves-pizza

Masterlist // Read Before Requesting

(GIF NOT MINE)

Ethan sat in his gaming chair in front of his monitors spinning side to side as he read the chat that was gliding up one of his screens.

“Spidie-cents, thank you for the bits!” He calls, eyes still following the words coming in.

He’d had an average day, nothing too outstanding and interesting about it. So why not spice things up with a surprise stream?

“When am I playing Among Us again? I don’t know. Hopefully sometime soon. I’ve been trying to get a lobby going with Seán, Corpse, Chris, and the rest of the usual bunch.”

He takes a sip of his water and checks his phone real quick. Nothing. He sighs and sets it back on the table, looking up at the chat.

“Are me and Y/N dating?” 

Ethan becomes visibly uncomfortable at the question. “Uh, no. We just live together. Not dating.”

Chat goes wild, teasing him and asking a thousand more questions.

Ethan struggles with reading while the chat is going so fast. Only making out different ship names and heart emotes.

“Guys. Guys. Calm down. I can’t read chat.”

There’s a soft knock on his recording room door. “Yeah?” Ethan calls out. You step in, looking slightly shy and nervous. The stream can’t see you, which your thankful for. But they can see the way Ethan is looking at you. Smiling with loving eyes and excitement running through him.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Oh, am I interrupting?” You ask, concerned.

“Oh. No, your fine. What do you need?” He reassures

“Well, I was gonna see if - when your stream ends - you would want to come play some Mario Kart with me? And maybe order some takeout?” You’re fidgeting with your hands, trying to maintain eye contact.

Ethan smiles warmly and nods enthusiastically. “Yes! Totally. I’m ending my stream in about an hour,” he checks his phone for the time, “is that okay?”

You grin. “It’s perfect. Thank you. I can’t wait.”

Ethan expresses the same feelings before you both say goodbye and you leave the room, giddily preparing to order food.

✩ ✩ ✩

Ethan comes downstairs after his stream, excited for a game night with you.

You’re sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone. You’re wearing a pair of dark grey sweatpants that you might or might not have stolen from Ethan, a black spaghetti strap shirt, and a silver chain necklace Ethan had gotten you for your birthday last year.

He smiles at the memory of you opening the box he’d been holding behind his back, gasping and giggling and completely at a loss for words.

You struggled for a few minutes trying to find a way and thank him for such a beautiful piece of jewelry.

You look up from your phone and smile wide. “Hey,” you greet, “whatcha smiling about?”

Ethan looks into your eyes. “Nothing, just thinking about your birthday present I got you.”

You absentmindedly reach for the chain resting on your chest and play with it, smiling.

“Thank you, again.”

He shakes his head, grinning, and saunters over to the couch. Ethan flops down beside you, placing his arm behind your shoulders on the back of the couch.

He slides down slightly, spreading his knees and rubbing a thumb on your shoulder bone opposite him.

Chills cover your body at every little gesture Ethan does. Especially the way his arm is around you and his thigh is pressed flat against yours. Your cheeks heat up and you pretend to focus on your phone.

“U-uh the food should be here soon. In ten minutes maybe,” you look over at Ethan.

He looks back at you, a goofy smile on his face. “Nice,” he squeezes your body against his with his arm and rests the side of his head on top of yours.

You start to get ready for a round of Mario Kart, choosing your characters and load outs and then moving on to which cup you should play.

“What cup do you wanna play?” You look over to Ethan.

“Well, I believe there’s only one good answer - the greatest cup out of the entire game.”

“The Star Cup.”

“The Bell Cup.”

You both blurt at the same time.

“What?” You ask incredulously.

“Star Cup?!” Ethan looks at you, shocked.

“What do you mean ‘Star Cup’? It’s the best one! It’s got Dolphin Shoals - which is hands down the best map in the game, Mount Wario, and Sunshine Airport. That’s the big three all in one cup!” You flop your hand to your thighs for dramatic effect.

“No. No. No. No. See, I hate to break it to you - but that’s where you’re wrong.”

You raise a questioning eyebrow and cross your arms over your chest.

“The best map on the game is Wild Woods, but the rest of the maps on the Crossing Cup suck. So that leaves Ribbon Road, Super Bell Subway, and Big Blue which are a trifecta of greatness.”

You shake your head. Before you can retort - there’s a knock on the door. The food has arrived. You thank the delivery person and grab the food, taking it to the living room and sorting out your’s and Ethan’s food.

“At least we can agree that Bowser’s Castle is the absolute worst,” you say, setting Ethan’s box in front of him. He nods his head, agreeing.

“Yes. Definitely.”

You both decide on Ethan’s Bell Cup first, eating your food and goofing the whole time.

✩ ✩ ✩

Halfway through the night Ethan realizes that he’s losing. In a desperate attempt to redeem himself; he snakes an arm around you and begins to tickle your side.

You jolt upward, almost throwing your controller while trying to fight him off.

“E-Ethan!” You cackle. “St-op!”

While you’re distracted, Ethan manages to send a blue shell your way and slowly crawl his way up to first.

You press the pause button and catch your breath. You both set your controllers on the coffee table and look at each other.

You’re panting and smiling at the goofy man next to you. “That... was so... unfair,” you accuse breathlessly.

“You never told me to play fair,” Ethan states like the five year old he is, smiling like a dork.

You roll your eyes and get up to throw your box of food away. Before you can get to it, there’s a hand gently in yours, pulling you towards him.

You crash into Ethan’s lap, giggling. “Lemme put my food in the trash,” you look up at him.

“In a minute,” Ethan looks down at you, pulling you closer to his chest - hugging you. You bury your face into his shirt, inhaling his scent. Your body relaxes into him and you smile to yourself.

This is all you could ever want in life. You and Ethan, holding each other, at peace. Then reality sets in. And you realize that you couldn’t be truly happy like this. Just friends.

All this is - is one friend holding another friend. And that’s all it’ll ever be. No ‘I love You’s. No kisses. No holding each other in bed every night. Just friends being friends.

You feel tears welling in your eyes and you try and hold them back but before you can Ethan pulls back to look at your face, smiling.

His face falls at the sight of yours, being replaced by fear and concern.

“Hey. Hey, what’s wrong? Did I do something?” He grabs your face, looking into your eyes.

A tear slips down your cheek and you shake you head but Ethan knows better. “No. Talk to me. What’s wrong?” He asks again.

You take a deep breath and move his hands from your face. “I—” you start but decide against it. Having no idea how to tell him. And do you really want to ruin your friendship?

Ethan’s eyes plead with you and there’s no way you can refuse him.

“It’s just,” you take a deep breath. “I don’t think I can do this,” you admit gently.

“Do what?” Ethan asks, concerned.

“Be just friends with you. It hurts too much to keep going,” another tear slips out. “I see you every day and I’m filled with this overwhelming sense of loss. And the pain in my chest everytime you look at me is so overbearing and I can’t keep putting myself through this every single day,” you look away from him, closing your eyes tight.

“Especially when I know you don’t feel the same. That’s the worst part about it, Eef. Knowing you’ll never feel the same,” you collapse into his chest, crying.

Ethan places a hand on your back, moving the other to the base of your skull and kisses the top you your head.

“Hey,” he says, softly. “Look at me.”

You look into his eyes, your own red and puffy.

“Who said I’d never feel the same?”

“What?” Your face contorts in confusion.

“Y/N, I’ve felt that exact way about you for so long. You have no idea...”

Your heart melts and you smile. “Really?” You wipe a tear from your cheek.

Ethan uses his thumb to wipe away your other tears and smiles. “Yes. Really.”

He slowly starts to lean in and you grin. “I think I do have an idea of what it was like.”

Your lips connect and move together in a sweet dance of love and tender longing.

You pull away and giggle, pressing your forehead against his.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to the side, laying with him on the couch. You kiss him for longer this time with more intent.

“Can I go throw away my food now?” You almost whisper.

“As long as you take mine with you.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Ty guys for reading! And for 300 followers!! Ahh words can’t express how thankful I am for you guys <3333!

[mult1tude]

prompt: ethan invites you to go on a last minute late night drive. soft & fluffy pronouns: gender neutral words: 920

“are we all ready?” ethan queried, gripping the steering wheel of his car as he admired you giddily jumping into the passenger seat. you nodded with a huge grin, not being able to speak over the crumpling of the snack packaging as they rolled around on your lap as you attempted to buckle your seatbelt.

a soft exhale in the form of a laugh exited ethan’s lips as he grabbed the snacks in an attempt to aid you. “let me help you there, pumpkin.” those words made your cheeks burn a deep fuschia as you finally managed to buckle the seatbelt in it’s place. you fluttered your eyelashes and allowed your eyes to drift over to ethan who was still entranced by you and staring at you lovingly, admiring you. he was biting on the inside of his lip as he made an effort to hide the smirk that was dancing it’s way onto his face.

“what?” you gingerly asked, averting your gaze for a moment so your heart could finally beat at a normal pace. he leaned in close, brushing his fingers through your hair as they trailed down your face before he inevitably ended up cupping your chin. “nothing,” he gently replied before placing a delicate kiss on your lips. ethan pulled away, lingering in you presence before he continued to speak, “you just look so pretty tonight.” your stomach erupted into an explosion of butterflies - you didn’t know that he could make you feel more blissful than you already were.

“let’s get going then,” he quietly instructed, his eyes remaining on your face for just a second more before he had to pay attention to the midnight shrouded road. ethan edged his hand onto your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze as he pulled away from the gas station and onto the desolate road which was blanketed under a navy hue. concrete buildings and swaying cedar trees enclosed the somewhat rural road. it almost would have been eerie if it wasn’t the route the pair of you didn’t reguarly take; one that took you to a quiet and concealed spot that overlooked l.a.

you opened the glovebox and rummaged for a few seconds before you found what you were looking for: ethan’s cd he had burned a playlist on for the both of you. it consisted of your favourite songs, his favourite songs and songs that reminded you of eachother and made your heart flutter. as a matter of fact, it was an anniversary gift he had assembled. he was filled head to toe with anxiety, hesitant to give it to you as he thought you would think it was stupid, soppy or anything in between. needless to say he was thrilled when you started to tear up and told him how much you loved it.

you’d been jamming to the music, and driving in the darkness for about twenty minutes now and you’d almost ate all of the snacks between you. ethan’s giggles filled the car as your poor attempts at trying to throw the food into his mouth resulted in there being hundreds of malteasers hiding in the crevices of his seat and all over the floor. “y/n! you’re so bad!” he breathed out, almost struggling to breathe from laughing too hard. “look i’m trying okay! maybe it’s not me who’s bad maybe it’s you who needs to get better at catching,” you jokingly retorted, shaking the malteser packet in your hand as you were preparing them for the next throw. ethan threw his head back onto the headrest as he continued to succumb to hysterical laughter.

you poked your fingers into the bag and ate a few maltesers yourself between giggling; hearing ethan laugh flipped a switch in your brain and instantly made you do the same, even if the situation wasn’t funny. it was evident that having a laughing fit was starting to become bittersweet as he scrunched his nose and clutched his stomach as he made whiny noises. “y/n why must you cause me so much pain!” he jokingly teased as he exhaled, forcibly trying to calm himself down. he even managed to wipe a single tear which was beginning to cascade from his eyes.

before long, ethan had pulled into a grass pathway. the vehicle rocking back and forth as it crunched over sticks and the uneven landscape. “strap in y/n! it’s getting a little rocky!” he exclaimed in his goofy voice. you watched him as he concentrated on the dimly lit pathway ahead of him, his tongue slightly poking between his lips as a result. due to the bouncing, multiple maltesers which hadn’t melted were now rolling around and were knocking against yours and his feet. a few even rolled from his seat and pummeled the gear stick. again resulting in another giggle fit.

ethan was now pulling up towards the edge of overlook, being cautious not to park too close to the edge. the sight that sat before you was breathaking despite the fact you’d seen it multiple times. the contrast been a bustling l.a during the day, and how quiet it got during the night was beautiful. you loved seeing all of the twinkling lights. “the view is almost as beautiful as you are pumpkin,” ethan spoke affectionately. your eyes glanced over to see that big goofy grin you are so in love with. “i love you ethan.” you shyly spoke before ethan’s cheeks burned just like yours did only an hour ago. “i love you too, y/n.”

[markislover]

I think you lost something. (Mark)

Pairing(s); Markiplier x Neighbor! Fem! Reader

Warning(s); I honestly don’t think there is any? Just fluff with mark :D

Summary; chica gets out and you bring her back to your unknowingly hot neighbor.

A/n; hello! I’m Bee, or bb I use she/her pronouns! I’m new to this fandom but I’ve been writing for years! I recently got into mark and So here I am writing about him :) I hope you guys enjoy my work and there’s more to come! ☺️, I find my gif’s on Pinterest so unless I say it’s mine I didn’t make them!

You were outside working on what was left of the garden. This stupid rain storm flooded most of it and you were honestly tore up about it,you spent days working on it just for it to end up trashed. You were knelt down patting in the freshly planted seeds when a jingle sounded pulling your attention.

“Oh! Hello! Where’d you come from pretty?” You asked looking to see a beautiful golden retriever sat next to you. You felt kind of dumb you didn’t see it before. “Let’s see, what’s your name.” You grabbed the pendent on her collar “chica? Like the five nights at Freddy’s character?” You giggled a bit to yourself before flipping it over.

You read the back reading the address you realized she must’ve gotten loose from your neighbors. You hadn’t really met them as far as you knew it was a group of guys that live in the house a mile or so from yours. The one you did meet was nice,kind even.

The mail person delivered your package to their house and he came to return it. He apologized even though it wasn’t his fault, he swore they didn’t open it though you knew they didn’t. If you remember correctly his name was Ethan, seemed like a honest and pure sweetheart.

“Okay chica, let’s see here.” You walked up the steps of your back porch reaching in to grab your dogs old leash. Your dog had passed away 3 years ago and for once you were happy you couldn’t let go of his things.

“Let’s get you home, yeah?” You said crouching down to hook the leash to her collar rubbing her head gently as you did so. Chica gently licked at your hand urging you to smile.

You normally would’ve just drove the doggie home but not knowing how she felt about cars and it only being right up the road what could walking hurt?

Chica walked right beside you her soft pants making you smile “I’m sure your fathers were worried sick. How’d you get out anyway?” You asked her as if she’d actually reply. She walked proudly her tail in the air swaying with every step she took.

You walked up to the house hoping someone was home. You knocked against the wooden door, you waited patiently before the door opened “hello- oh! Chica!” The Scottish accent took you by surprise when a fellow with hair dyed green answered the door.

He bent down immediately petting the dog as Chica rubbed against him happily. As if he completely forgot you existed for a minute he looked up “oh, my bad!” He jumped back up wiping off his jeans “thank you for bringing her back! I’m Sean.” You waved giving him your name. “Lucky for her I was gardening when she decided to sit down” he chuckled and nodded.

“Ah, let me grab mark, please come in” you were gonna say no but he had already took off so you lead Chica into the house bending down to unhook the leash. “Bub!” You heard a voice call and Chica took off out from under your grasp.

You stood back up hair falling back down your back as you looked up to see the man. He was gorgeous to say the least, he was tall short,and fixed hair sat up on his head. Chica was ecstatic to see him she was doing circles around him her tail hitting him all over. “And this is y/n, she found her” Mark finally lifted his head eyes meeting yours as you smiled. “Hi!” You said and mark stood up walking over to you “hello! Thank you for bringing her back” he said Chica still doing circles around him.

“She kinda darted this morning when I went to check the mail” he said rubbing the back of his neck. You laughed a bit nodding “ah, I see. I asked her about the same thing earlier” you said smiling “she didn’t exactly reply” you and him both laughed. “I should go..” you said and both of the men nodded. “Yeah, thanks again” Sean said and you nodded.

“You live just down the road right?” Mark asked and you nodded “I’ll see you guys later, by pretty girl” you said rubbing Chica’s head before leaving.

Days had passed and you got your garden fixed. You had to go water them today so that’s what you did. To your surprise though Chica was back in your back yard “hey pretty girl! What’re you doing back here?” You chucked sitting your watering can down. “Alright, let’s get you back home.” Chica barked at you as you didn’t bother to grab the leash. “Cmon silly girl!” Your said as she walked with you back up the road.

She ran ahead of you and you giggled watching her run around doing circles and jumping around. “You gotta stop giving your fathers heart-attacks” you said knocking on the door, Chica sat next to you. “Your back! This feels like deja vu” Sean chuckled and you shrugged “apologies” he said and Chica ran into the house. “It’s fine, she must be a handful” you said and Sean nodded “I don’t see how mark keeps up with her. Can I get you a drink or something? You walked all this way” you shook your head.

“Really, it’s fine I don’t mind. As long as she’s safe” you smiled “your back!” Mark called finally seeing you at the door you laughed a bit and nodded “your pupper is returned” you said and he smiled “thanks, again” you nodded “are you sure I can’t get you some water or something?” Sean asked and you shook your head “really, I’m okay” “cmon, can’t we just thank you? You’re so sweet” mark said and you smiled “I don’t wanna burden you guys” “ah- we are inviting” Sean said and you finally relented.

You were sat in a bar stool in their kitchen. Sipping a glass of water Sean had got you, you were all 3 just talking back and forth when a loud thud sounded upstairs “Ethan, ignore that” another thud sounded “is…is he okay?” You asked and they both nodded “he’s probably just raging” mark informed “at what? A game?” You asked and they both nodded. Another thud and you let curiosity get the best if you.

You walked up the stairs and there sat 3 different gaming set ups,Ethan at one he had his headphones on and you didn’t wanna scare him. You walked around his desk so he could see you and he smiled “ah!, y/n right?” He said and you nodded as he took his headphones off. “What’re you doing here?” He asked his voice sounding as cheerful as always.

“Chica ended up at my house again” it was as if it finally clicked “was I being too loud?” He asked concerned “no” you said “yes, you were” Sean said him and mark followed you up. Ethan waved him off rolling his eyes. “You struggling?” You asked and he nodded “it’s just this level of this game, I keep dying” you looked at his screen “ah, I’ve played this before” Ethan smiled “really? Would you help?” You shook your head.

“Cmon, where’s the fun in that!” You said and Ethan sighed you laughed a bit “eh, sometimes you just gotta look a little closer” Ethan tilted his head “are you giving me riddles right now?” You shrugged “maybe…” he huffed and you smiled “like just one hint?” He asked “you’re supposed to die” you said and he groaned “that doesn’t help!” He laid his hands on his face and you laughed.

You stood back and watched Ethan play for a bit, he finally beat the level realizing you had to die so many times to move on. “It’s late, I should walk back before it gets dark” you said turning to Sean and mark on the couch. “I’ll walk you out” mark said standing up as he lead you back down the stairs. “You sure you wanna walk home alone? I can drive you?….or uhm we could walk together” you smiled at his kindness “sure, I think your company would be great.”

You and mark walked down the road talking about everything really. “That was a good game” he said and you nodded in agreement “so I take it Chica is based off fnaf?” You asked and he shrugged “maybe” you laughed “I like your laugh,it sounds pretty” he said and you watched his face turn a shade of pink. “Thank you” you smiled. “Sorry about Chica, again” you walked up the driveway to your house and smiled “I don’t mind, I love dogs” mark nodded

“Uhm so I know we’ve only met a few times but would you wanna grab dinner sometime?” He asked and you felt your heart swell seeing how nervous he looked “sure, I’d really like that” you said and mark visibly realized “great! I’d..I’d like that too” you laughed a bit and kissed his cheek “goodnight mark” he nodded “goodnight, y/n” you left inside smiling at the “yes!” You heard from outside your door.

[heartofwritiing]

Sleepy

Paring(s): Ethan Nestor x fem!reader

a/n: Im back! heres a quick little drabble I wrote a week ago! please ignore any mistakes!

Warning(s): Fluff!!

sometimes it was hard sleeping on your own. wether you were cold or strait up lonely or there was something on your mind you couldn’t just not think about. there was always something causing you distress and it took a toll on your mental heath. Until you met Ethan. At first you both were a little shy about sleeping in the same bed but after awhile it didn’t matter anymore. you both found comfort being next to one another Most nights you both wouldn’t sleep at all and spend the whole night discussing things and learning new things about each other. And it made your relationship better.

Tonight Ethan was downstairs in his recording room doing a late night stream. it was rare that he would do these since you both went to bed fairly early. You kept tossing and turning in his bed that you realized how much you had gotten used to him being close to you every night. A pit formed in your stomach in sadness, even though he was downstairs you still missed him. You uncovered yourself from the heap on blankets and got up. You had one of Ethans sweatshirts on and you were still chilly so you grabbed a small blanket and wrapped it around your shoulders before heading to the basement. you knocked when you made it to the door and you heard a faint ‘yess’ in a sing-song voice on the other side and you pushed it open. Ethans eyes soften when he sees you all curled up and shuffling towards him. He quickly glances down at the clock on his monitor and his eyes widen a bit before he looks back at you.

1:34 am

“i’m sorry, i wasn’t keep track of the time.” he apologize. you’ve made your way around his desk and into his lap at this point and you bury your face in his neck as he wraps his arms around your waist bring you to straddle him. you cant see but, chat is going absolutely nuts. Ethan giggles to himself and he knows this will be all over twitter and tumblr later but he doesn’t care.

“its okay,” you whispered. “i just missed you.”

he rubs small circles on your back and continues to play his game for the next few minutes. your already dosing off so you don’t really hear him say bye to chat and log off twitch. he begins to shut everything down and he picks you up and your hanging on him koala style. he brings you back up to his bed and lays you down gentle. he leaves you there and you here rustling around before the mattress dips and hes at your side again pulling you into him. he kisses your temple before you both drift off into calm slumber.

[lunarrwolf]

prompt #21: “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” *gets killed* “Oh.”

word count: 1,061

summary: you just wanted to play drunk among us

prompt list

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With the process of moving hundreds of miles away from home and needing to settle into the new apartment, you hadn’t been able to play (let alone stream) Among Us for at least two weeks. The gaming community was riddled with mentions, tags and memes about how long you were away and what in the world it was that kept you at bay from posting or recording. Scrolling through it all one day, you realized it really had been a while. All that time spent unpacking and making sure everything was set really took longer than expected.

It felt like way more than fourteen days passed before finding yourself in the computer chair, systems on and accounts logged into. Out of the many texts received from friends about joining lobbies or multiplayer games while they recorded for their own channel, you were finally able to agree to one sent earlier that morning.

Corpse Husband began drunk run-throughs of the mobile and computer game not too long ago, and you’d been dying to take part ever since watching the first video. It took a few extra days of tying up loose ends in your home state before being able to let him know you could finally do a few rounds, and by then you were raring to have your little astronaut play survivor or murderer. Especially taking into consideration the lack of practice that was able to go into it lately.

“Look who’s finally among us! Miss YT/N herself!” The sound of groans was clear in your headset as the man made his pun, including emotes dropped in by your stream’s chat.

You gave a short laugh. “Oh man, Dream. I didn’t know you longed for my presence that much.”

“Of course I did. Who else am I gonna gang up on?”

“Wow—mental note for game time.” You stated, earning a weak comeback from the faceless YouTuber as he struggled to find something clever. Everyone spent a few more minutes waiting for the last couple of people before Corpse started the countdown, resulting in the group already guessing who was going to be the impostor.

CREWMATE

“Aw, man..” You muttered, disappointed that the revenge on Dream’s joke would have to wait. The only thing left to do was run around, find allies that hopefully wouldn’t kill you (even more so during one of the long tasks) and weed out the fakes.

Thanks to proximity chat being another factor, you took great advantage every time the lights were turned off during the first three rounds. Even with the dark screen, the dimmed figures of the other characters running around were always visible enough for you to avoid them. Not that it mattered when you had no idea who was deemed as either impostor, but you planned on hiding around the ship to figure it out.

It was already the third time someone shut off the power after the last voting session, which fueled a lot of sarcastic remarks from each person you passed about how often it was happening. And with the eject confirmations turned off, it was that much harder to know who was left to expose in the final five. Ethan and Sykkuno were hanging out in the back of the cafeteria this time around, and out of curiosity you trotted up to eavesdrop, being grateful you stole the color black from the deep voiced gamer. Parking yourself in the corner closest to them, you listened closely. “I think Y/N is one of them. I haven’t seen her the whole game and every time I do she’s a freakin’ jet plane.”

After an involuntary gasp, the guys stopped talking, Ethan’s blue space boy now facing your direction along with Sykkuno’s dark green one. “Oh, sorry, did I interrupt something?”

There was a short second of silence before one of them spoke up. “Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“What are you, uh, doing on the vent?”

 You could only stare at the two young adults’ astronauts dumbfounded as it set in that you actually were standing on top of a vent. Clearing your throat, you took another swig of your drink and hovered your hand over the buttons that helped you as impostor in case you had to prove yourself. “I know what this looks like, but I can explain.” You began, taking the silence and still animations as the signal to continue. However, any planned words got caught in your throat, resorting to nothing but a very broken sentence. The small giggles rang so clear in your headphones they caused a pout that surfaced many comments from the chat. “Can’t an astronaut take a nap in the cafe of their spaceship anymore?”

“Maybe in the lobby? That way you don’t get killed.” Sykkuno suggested. Being one of the only ones not having anything pertaining to the drunken aspect of playing tonight, he was completely sober and wanted to keep you from becoming a ghost. A fact that went over your head seeing as—even though you weren’t fully drunk, just a bit tipsy—you were less responsive than usual.

It didn’t even occur that he was trying to help when you went on a tangent about how tiring moving day is when it turns into a moving month, and how you would stay up to binge a new show you found that would have otherwise distracted you from working if you played it during unpacking hours. The lights turned back on while you went on and on for the next few seconds, just for you to be interrupted by Ethan. “Just go to sleep, dude.”

“I refuse, Ethanol.” You countered, grinning when exasperation could be heard from the other end at your nickname for him. A small purple sprite with cat ears ran up beside you, and you all took a second to greet one another before you continued. “I’ll have you know that I am committed to finding the culprit. I’ll sleep when I’m dead, and that’s final.”

“I got you.” The low voice chimed in.

“Shit, wait. H-hold on a second.” Your eyes widened as they snapped to the one standing next to you, turning into slits as they narrowed. “Corpse don’t you dare—”

He did dare. And out of all the profanities and insults swimming through your slightly jumbled brain, the only thing that came out was:

“Oh.”