#crankgameplays/reader

[cracked-rose-lenses]

Dating Ethan Nestor would Include…

DISCLAIMER: I am not alluding to or claiming anything about Ethan’s personal life nor do I want to, as that is his buisness and his alone; these headcanons are simply for people who value him as a comfort source! Enjoy :)

a/n: in the unlikely event that ethan sees this, kindly shoot me-

warnings: none! just fluff :)

you two either meeting through youtube, creatorclash, or spencer tackling you with affection

no other options LOL

ethan’s talked about his sexuality on stream before, so i don’t think he’d have issues with dating someone who isn’t afab (pan-curious king)

i feel like he’d definitely be very protective of you in the sense of privacy, since he doesn’t want you getting hate

however, if you allowed it, he would absolutely make some cute couple posts!

SO MANY GAY JOKES BRO

this man doesn’t give a royal fuck what you identify as, the gay jokes are inevitable

you recording him giggling because fdkjfjdklfjsrlk cute???

getting invited on brain leak and exposing him to seán 😭

you both start bullying him

spencer being squished in between y’all when you’re cuddling

neither of you mind, since he’s your adopted son

spencer, not ethan, to be clear

PLSSS YOU LITERALLY SCREAMING YOUR LUNGS OUT TO ENCOURAGE TO HIM AT CREATORCLASH

you’re one of the first people he hugs after winning <333

dates that are literally just taking a nap together (goals honestly)

begging him to wear glasses more cuz he’s fine asf already but in glasses?? *dies*

just a very sweet, slightly chaotic relationship with our lord and savior eeftan christ PFFT-

[lnfours]

you leaving ur stuffed animal at ethan’s place and he wont let it go 😁

an ethan request 🥺 u know me too well

also this concept is something i will absolutely 100% die for.

blurb night!

you had made the mistake of leaving one of the stuffed bears ethan had got for you at his place one night. you were rushing to get back to your apartment to beat the traffic, hence leaving mr. snuggles (yes he had a name) behind.

little to your knowledge, he had been sleeping with it every night ever since you left it. it was soft and it smelled like your shampoo mixed with a little bit of your perfume. it was like he was sleeping next to you whenever he held it, bringing him the most amount of comfort you could ever imagine.

you didn’t know that he had been sleeping with the bear until one morning you walked into his bedroom to find him still fast asleep in bed. spencer was at his feet, his head shooting up to look at you as he wagged his tail.

“hi spence,” you giggled, giving the dog a little scratch behind his ear, “daddy’s still sleeping, huh?”

you looked over at ethan’s sleeping state, noticing the brown stuffed bear tucked under his cheek. he had ended up sleeping on top of it, treating it like it was a pillow. you smiled softly, giggling to yourself as you walked over to the boy. you shook his shoulder softly, enough to stir him awake.

“babe, i have breakfast and coffee in the kitchen.”

he mumbled something incoherent before pulling you down on top him on the mattress. you sighed, acknowledging the fact that you weren’t going to be leaving this bed anytime soon.

“you stole mr. snuggles?” you giggled as you laid your head on top of his chest. he nuzzled his face into your hair.

“it’s not stealing if you left it here.”

“okay, but you sleep with it?”

“yeah,” he lazily admitted, “smells like you.”

you smiled softly as he dozed off back to sleep, debating to yourself on whether or not you were going to “accidentally” leave it at his house again this weekend.

[thelvrsera]

guys im working on my nav post rn, but for now here is who i will take requests for

( content creators ) jschlatt, ted nivison, ethan nestor, charlie slimesicle

( tv shows , movies , etc. ) 9-1-1 ; evan buckley, eddie diaz , Carry-On ; ethan kopek , etc. (im too lazy to finish this)

but yes plz send in requests rn rn rn, i write anything from angst, to fluff, to smut, ALL OF IT (unless its a triggering/gorey topic) mwahmwahmwah

[emocxnteddie]

Hi! I loved your platonic markiplier fic! I was wondering if you could make something similar but with Ethan? And reader is his trans brother who gets bullied and Ethan teaches the bullies a lesson? <3

!-! Brotherhood !-!

Pair; Crankgameplays/Ethan Nestor x FTM!Reader.[He/Him Pronouns]

Genre; Platonic fluff & angst-ish.

WARNINGS; Swearing, blood, violence, fighting, transphobia, homophobic slurs, bullying.[Let Me Know If More Is Needed.]

A/N - I decided to base this on an au where Ethan is in his last year of high school & M/N is in his second year of high school.

M/N stood in the hallway of his high school, trying not to be seen. He had been relentlessly bullied for the past year for being trans. M/N hated it, always being called names.

M/N's older brother, Ethan was however always by his side. Though Ethan wasn't fully aware of everything, he didn't know his brother was bullied for being trans specifically.

Then one of M/N's classmates, a guy named Derek walked up to M/N along with Derek's minions. "Look! It's the faggot!" Derek laughed as he pushed M/N into the locker.

"Leave me alone, Derek," M/N muttered as he was pushed into the locker. He hated high school, all because of the bullying. Derek didn't stop, of course, he didn't. Derek just continued pushing M/N into the lockers, taunting him.

"C'mon, fag! Fight me! Fucking coward!" Derek laughed and M/N tried to push him off but it wasn't so easy. Then he saw a figure dash towards them, it was Ethan. He had gone to get something he'd forgotten in his classroom when he saw his younger brother being bullied by Derek & his group.

"Leave him alone, you piece of shit!" Ethan yelled as he pushed Derek to the ground. Derek stood up and glared at Ethan. "Why are you defending this homo freak!" Derek said in an angered tone. Ethan spaced out and just swung at Derek, hitting him in the face.

"That homo freak is my brother! So you keep his name out of your fucking mouth!" Ethan yelled as he kept punching Derek until he got enough of it, his fist being bloody and Derek's face being bloody. Derek ran off with his friends, yelling names.

Ethan looked at M/N and laughed. "Sorry, got a little carried away," Ethan said in an embarrassed tone and M/N just laughed along. "Thanks for protecting me, Ethan," M/N thanked his brother and Ethan just ruffled his hair.

"You're my brother, I couldn't let those punks treat you like that, I'm the only one allowed to tease you," Ethan said proudly as he heard teachers. "Oh fuck, gotta run! Catch you back home, bro!" Ethan said as he ran away, M/N just chuckled and nodded.

"Yeah, see you back home, brother."

[aria-writer]

...

Boxer! Ethan Nestor x Ballerina! OC?

An AU where Ethan is a Boxer (because Creator Clash 2 had me hyped as hell) and the OC is a Ballerina. The two have a meet-cute at a cafe, perhaps?? I just wanna see them take care of each other after long days of training.

The Moodboard/Collage took me 30 minutes using Picsart, and I don't really regret it. Might write this out. Who knows?

[corpsehusband-simp]

Send me requests for Ethan Nestor??

Do people write for Ethan Nestor (crankgameplays) anymore? Do y’all want me to write for him again? I’ve been craving some Ethan in my life and if I can’t find it I might as well write it right?

(Not my gif❣️)

[voids420]

Can you do a Ethan Nestor x shy!Y/N meeting in an improv club in school?

Shy

A/n: Hey! Forgive me if I made a few mistakes on improv school, I took it as kind of like acting school course! Sorry it took so long!

You were always shy. All throughout school, you managed to make a few friends, but they didn't last too long. You were alright with that, but deep down you wished for a friend, a partner, someone.

While in high-school you decided you wanted to take a step out of your comfort zone. You decided to go to acting school, and take the improv course. You figured since most people there are loud, outgoing, and mostly friendly(cuz anywhere you go there's always a couple of assholes), it would be a good way to not only do what you love, but also make a few friends.

The first day came and you walked down the schools large hallways, wiggling your way through floods of students. You entered the large class with a giant stage, and found some people already sitting down. You'd rather die than ask someone if this was the right class though, so you nervously took a seat in one of the many, many comfortable red chairs.

The teacher came out and dramatically introduced the class he would be teaching. He was tall, with brown hair and eyes, with wacky glasses. He had a very laid back, almost hippie style. Instantly, you felt comfortable in the class as he introduced himself and the class. You sighed with relief as you realized your in the right class. He partnered you all up and had you introduce yourselves to eachother. You found your partner ans walked over to him. He stood up with a smile on his face. "Hey are you my partner?" "Um, yeah? I think?" "Ok, well I'm Ethan, what's your name?" You felt your cheeks warm a little from just the kindness in his tone alone. "I'm [Y/N]" "That's a very nice name, it suits you" "Thank you, I like your name a lot too"

After the class, you both had the same lunch period, so you both decided to go grab a bite to eat at a local mom and pop place. The whole time, you guys were talking, and laughing, and becoming good friends.

And honestly? Your were glad you decided to step out of your shell a little, cuz you wouldn't trade Ethan for the world.

[prettytoxicrevolver]

The Graveyard

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[forcemetoartplease]

The deal-io

Okayokay so baisically I really want to art but I'm lazy so the purpose of this blog to to get people to give me a prompt and vigorously bully me into completing it in a reasonable timeframe.

Prompts:

ART: I enjoy drawing goofy things like characters as animals, meme-y stuff, etc. I'm not good at drawing people, wish I could, I'm sorry I'm that amiture t-t. I might try drawing chibi stuffs but I need someone breathing down my neck to motivate me into doing so.

FANFICS: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, hurt/NO comfort, characters texting eachother, any ship, any setting, any plot, NO plot, AU's- I'll do anything except smut or reader insert. PLEASE BE VIVID IM AN INDESICIVE BITCH AND WILL SPEND HOURS PONDERING, doesn't have to be every little detail just little gaps like: 'character A is feeling this way and is do this because of it and this is how character B reacts' or 'these characters are in this setting and this is the general outline of events' and stuff :]

STIMBOARDS: Requests are not limited. Theme's, characters, specific stims- I'll do it

MEMES: If you so wish you can give me a picture to make a meme out of or add a caption to, just send me random screenshots and I will.

SUDJEST STUFF: If you want me to dip into other areas (on paper or online nothin complicated) YELL AT ME AND ILL TRY :D

Fandoms:

*doesn't apply to stimboards. I'll do any characters for stimboards.*

Well-aquainted: Unus Annus, Markiplier Egos, Jacksepticeye Egos, Ethan Nestor(Crankgameplays) Egos, Sanders Sides, previously stated Youtubers in general, The Edge of Sleep, Supernatural

Haven't seen in a while but still pretty well-aquainted: Harry Potter, Marvel, Hermitcraft, ..*deep sigh*..dsmp

And that's basically it, I'm your typical basic boring bitch :)

I'M BEGGING YOU JUST SEND A RANDOM PROMPT AND I WILL BE FORCED TO COMPLY AND I NEED THAT PLEASE-

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Masterlist/Intro + DNIs

Muse list

Hello, my name is Andrew! I'm ftm and use he/him pronouns. I'm also a repulsed asexual! My favourite colour is red and my favourite youtubers are Markiplier & Jacksepticeye!

You can see which characters I write for and their respective tags underneath my fandom list! Please don't ask me for money or advertise things in my inbox as I don't have any money.

Wattpad: Jacksepticeye-simp

AO3: jacksepticeyesimp

Side blogs: @antisepticeye-simp @mostdefinetlyjackieboyman @pigeon-detector @divine-ceo @marvinthemagicallymagnificent @superbrainyzombie @mostlymadmike @jamesons-bookshop @hollowed-out-and-gutted

Green = Will do/Interact/No TWs

Yellow/Orange = May not do/Thin ice/Very light TWs

Pink = Smut

Purple = Slightly Smutty

Red = Will not do/Do not Interact/Very sensitive TWs/Dead dove

I will do:

Drawings (See 'Will not do' for more details)

Ships (See 'Will not do' for more details)

Texting stories/scenarios

Markiplier egos

RP (See 'Will not do' for more details)

Jacksepticeye egos

Crankgameplays egos

Yandere stuff

Polyamory stuff

X reader stories

Enemies to lovers

Female Readers

Gender Neutral Readers

Transgender Readers

AFAB/AMAB readers

Male Readers

Semi spicy/suggestive stuff (See 'Will not do' for more details)

Interact:

Markiplier fans

Jacksepticeye fans

Pagans

BATIM fans

FNAF fans

LGBTQ+ and/or allies

Crankgameplays fans

Gacha community

Cat lovers

I might do:

Natewantstobattle egos (I don't know much about his egos but I'll do my best to research about them)

Dub-con (This one is a big maybe)

Smut (See 'Will not do' for more details. Also I'm not too good at writing smut but I can try!)

Thin Ice:

MHA fans

Harry Potter fans

Will NOT do under any circumstance:

Incest

Porn (I'm a minor, I don't think I should be drawing that stuff)

Youtuber ships (I don't feel comfortable writing ship fics or x reader fics about real people, I do write for character!Mark, character!Jack, and character!Ethan though)

Pedophilia

Romantic/Romance RPs (Unless its a very specific ship)

Explicit RPs

Private DM RPs (Personal pref to do rp through asks and reblogs)

Student x Teacher

Rape

Non-con

Watersports

Scat

Heavy pet play

Parent kinks

Age play

Incest of any kind

Breeding kink

Physical abuse / Domestic violence

DNI:

Religious people who are homophobic and transphobic

Rhyliethecaterfly and any of her fucking stans

Pamithebunterfly2007

Trump supporters

Elon Musk supporters

Cat haters

People who like shotacons/lolicons

Comshippers/Darkshippers

Zoophiles

MAP supporters/MAPs

Racists

Homophobes

Zionists

Transphobes

JK Rowling supporters/defenders

FANDOMS:

My tag list

Markiplier Ego Masterlist

Septic Ego Masterlist

Crankgameplays Ego Masterlist

Battle Egos Masterlist

Matpat Ego Masterlist:

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

K.O. [Kaiser Oasis]

(I’ve already made an information post like this, but said post is pretty long; in fact, it’ll just get longer and more expansive as I develop new characters and stories for [The Future Mob Project]. And I’m worried that the sheer length will make readers lose interest when they click on a link to look for a specific character. So, I’ll be making separate information pages for each character while still maintaining the all-inclusive post. Got it? Good.)

Who He’s Based Off Of: Ethan Nestor (CrankGamePlays)

His Method of Work: Whether he’s in the arena, defending himself and his peers, or extracting information from enemies, K.O. packs a major wallop. Not only that, but his stamina is roughly on-par with that of a mongoose fueled by a few too many Pixie Sticks. . . He was discovered by The Pentas Family shortly after The Boss decided to branch out into the underground fighting business.

Red Attire: Jeans and boxing shorts (Amaranth)

Notes:

Despite being a mobster, he’s a surprisingly courteous fighter. Yeah, he pummels his opponents, but that’s literally what career-fighting is all about. Now, on the other hand: if you’ve personally wronged him or someone he cares about, or if he catches wind that you’re going to try and cheat your way through a match with him…well, I wouldn’t count on him having too much self-restraint. 

Ironically, K.O. also serves as a medic for The Pentas Family. It took some time and practice, of course, but he’s gotten pretty damn good at patching up stab/bullet wounds and resetting broken bones. (It’s not uncommon to get bumps and bruises in the underground business, and going to a normal hospital is typically a big no-no, since the staff there would likely ask too many questions about certain injuries.) 

While he only wraps his hands for his fighting matches, he’s still not above occasionally using brass knuckles—which he has affectionately named Francis and J.P.—for interrogation or message-sending assignments. 

Though he’ll sometimes travel for certain assignments, K.O. usually represents The Pentas Family at a place called The WormRoll: roller skating rink by day, hidden-in-plain-sight fighting arena by night. The building is connected to the abandoned subway tunnels, and K.O. has made his personal platform-office-den into a training room.

Before and after his matches, he wears a black robe with a picture of a peacock mantis shrimp embroidered on the back. (When K.O. first joined The Pentas Family, Murdock commissioned a sewing artist to make said robe as a welcoming gift for him. Yes, Francis and J.P. were included in that gift.)

He’s multilingual; he can speak English, French, Portuguese, and Italian on a conversational level. This obviously means a lot of foreign swearing when he’s frustrated/angry. He has no trace of an accent from any of those languages, and none of his peers know why or how he picked them up in the first place. K.O., being the gremlin he is, doesn’t plan to explain anytime soon. (Plus, he can’t not be a little smug about being the only Italian-speaking member of a mob. Just like how he can’t not use that to tease Murdock.)

Y’know creepy-crawly lollipops? Yes, the ones that have a cricket or some other insect frozen inside. Those are K.O.’s favorite candy. Unless he’s in the ring, he’s almost always got one in his pocket. (On a slightly more humorous note: sometimes he’ll make a small show of pretending that the lollipop sticks are cigarettes.)

Current Stories: (Goretober 2023) Day 3: Broken Bones, (Goretober 2023) Day 7: Needles, Bloody Tricks and Even Bloodier Treats, (Goretober 2024) Day 2: Operation

@sammys-magical-au

[haabooski-blog]

Cute dogs and cute boys

Hi all! Welcome to my first fic! I hope its okay :) 

Plot: Y/N is finally going to meet their older brother’s friends, but she keeps getting sidetracked - first by a missing Tyler, then by a really cute dog, then by an even cuter boy...

Warnings: Some swearing, and an overenthusiastic doggo :)

Word count: 1315

Pairings: Ethan/Reader, Tyler/Sister!Reader

‘Oh shit.’

Typical. Just typical. You finally meet up with your brother Tyler, and plans to meet his friends are finally going as organised, and you’ve bloody lost him. In the middle of the damn street.

You stand on your toes, peering around absorbed shoppers and buskers in the hopes of catching a glance of your ridiculously tall, curly-haired, beanie-wearing brother, but he’s nowhere in sight.

You pull out your phone to see if he’s texted you, but the only notification is from the Facebook group chat you have with him and his friends. One of them, Mark, texted, ‘be there in 5’.

You shoot Tyler a text. ‘Ummm, where’d u go??’ He calls back almost immediately, startling you so much you almost drop your phone. ‘Hey, Giant, where’d you disappear to?’

‘Hey, I turned around and you were gone,’ he chuckles. ‘I bumped into Ma-’

‘Oh. My. God.’

‘What? What? Y/N, are you okay?’

‘What? Oh yeah I’ve just seen a dog.’

You cross the road to say hello to the golden retriever tied outside the post office, smiling at your brother’s laughter.

‘Of course you did.’

‘Hey, little buddy.’ You get on your knees and hold out the hand that isn’t holding the phone. ‘It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you.’ But there’s really no need to be so gentle. As soon as the little guy sees that someone wants to say hello, he bounds over and throws himself on your lap, knocking you sideways. ‘Woah!’ Your phone gets knocked out of your hand and it skids across the ground, bumping into someone’s foot. They bend to pick it up.

‘Oh, sorry!’ You struggle to sit back up, but it’s difficult when there’s an over enthusiastic retriever sitting on you.

‘You alright there?’ Someone laughs. It’s the person who picked up your phone. The two of you combined manage to shift the dog off you. It takes some convincing, but he finally sits down beside you, and you’re finally able to look at the boy who is now handing your phone back to you.

Well, damn. There’s no way around it, he’s cute. His hair is a vibrant blue that beautifully compliments his blue eyes. His smile is the kindest and gentlest you’ve ever seen and for a moment, you’re struck dumb by the butterflies in your stomach. Trying to smile back without showing too many teeth, or looking like an idiot, you take your phone, which he’s holding out to you.

‘One sec,’ you say, before putting your phone up to your ear and cursing to yourself silently. Why the hell would he care? He’s got things to do! He’s got places to be!

‘T?’

‘Y/N, what the hell?’

‘Sorry sorry! The dog knocked my phone out of my hands. He’s really cute, his name is-’

You reach out for the tag on the dog’s collar but he keeps moving. The blue haired boy, now grinning, wraps his arms around the retriever to hold it still. You mouth a ‘thank you’ as you finally grab the tag and declare ‘His name is Orion! Oh that’s lovely. Give me two seconds.’

You put your phone on your lap and look at the cute boy, who’s stayed to pat the dog. ‘Thanks for giving my phone back,’ you smile. He grins back. ‘Anytime.’

At the same time, you both jump at the sound of a buzz. ‘Oh, that’s me,’ the boy says, pulling his phone out of his pocket. ‘Yeah?...Yeah I’m just across the street...Yeah I’ll be there in a sec.’

He hangs up and gets to his feet, smiling shyly. ‘Gotta go. See ya!’

Before you can say anything else, he’s jogged across the road and is gone. I’ll probably never see him again, you sigh, before putting your phone back to your ear.

‘Tyler?’

‘Would you stop this?’ He’s trying to sound angry, but you can hear the amusement in his voice. You decide to play along as you scan the shops for the cafe you and Tyler were going to meet his friends in. ‘Stop what?’

He groans. ‘Everything! Get over here - and you know what? Have some of your own medicine!’

‘What do you mean by that?’ You’ve spotted the cafe on the other ride of the road and begin to cross towards it.

‘Tyler?’

Nothing.

‘Tyler?’

Oh. Right.

The cafe is a few doors down. As you head towards it, you hear a voice coming from your phone - one that isn’t Tyler’s.

‘Oh my god, guys. Guysguysguys. I just met the cutest girl holy shit. She had these big gorgeous eyes and amazing sunglasses and the cutest star wars T-shirt.’

Confused, you come to a halt. You self-consciously adjust your sunglasses and glance down at your Star Wars shirt. Was he talking about you?

Almost instantly, you dismiss the possibility and push open the door of the cafe, still listening intently. There were plenty of girls far cuter than you with sunglasses and Star Wars shirts.

‘What was her name?’ You hear another voice through the phone.

‘I don’t know?’

‘Did you get her number?’

‘No!’

‘Shit, dude! What will we do with you?’

There’s a dramatic groan as you once again peer around people in attempts to spot your brother. ‘She was so cuuuuuuute!’

Oh! There he is! In the corner. His phone is on the table in front of him.

‘And she loves dogs! We met because she was patting a dog just now and it knocked her over and-’

‘Wait.’ That was Tyler’s voice - you’re close enough now to hear it coming straight from him. The two of you are frozen. You clap a hand over your mouth. A waiter has just moved and now you can see that one of the men sitting with Tyler is none other than the cute blue-haired boy! He has his face buried in his hands.

‘Y/N was just...oh, hey!’ Tyler looks up and sees you. The two men with him follow suit. One, with dark hair, smiles and waves a hand. The other, the one with blue hair dramatically lets his hands drop onto the table before looking up at you. His face lights up, making your heart skip a beat.

‘Wait a second…’ he looks at Tyler’s phone on the table, then at the phone in your hand, then at Tyler, then at you, still with your hand clapped over your mouth.

‘Oh my god.’

Tyler and the man who you assume is Mark burst into laughter at the two of you, both with bewildered expressions and red cheeks.

‘Did you hear...all of that?’ Ethan mutters through his fingers.

You lower your phone, finally ending the call. ‘Um...yes?’

Tyler and Mark laugh uproariously, drawing glances from the other customers. Chewing on your lip and blushing furiously, you take a seat next to the blue-haired boy, who you now know must be Ethan.

‘Well,’ you whisper, ‘I guess it’s okay to do what I wish I’d done before.’

‘What do you wish you’d done before?’ Ethan asked, his face still covered by his hands.

‘Gotten your number.’

Ethan sits bolt upright and grins at you. ‘Really?’

You didn’t think it was possible, but you feel yourself turning even more red. You nod shyly at the table and slide your phone across to him.

Beaming, but still flushed, Ethan enters his number into your phone and slides it back.

‘You be good to her, Baby Boy Blue,’ your brother says, straightening his back and puffing out his chest to look as intimidating as possible.

Ethan shyly peeks at you out of the corner of his eyes. ‘I wouldn’t dream of doing anything else.’

[thelvrsera]

lowkey missing the need to write for my favorite/comfort YouTubers bc I am that weird quirky nerd girl who loves that one dude that screams happy wheels

…and the one who claims he isn’t a masochist, it’s about power

…and that one dude who had blue hair for a while, he was cute..

Fr tho don’t bully me I’m just a girl

[emocxnteddie]

!-! CrankGamePlayes !-!

SFW

brotherhood

NSFW

empty.

[bullyhunter--69]

can you do a markiplier x little sister ? i need some sort of e s c a p e p l e a s e

Snack runs at 2am

Pairing: (PLATONIC) Big Brother! Markiplier x Little Sister! Reader (I'm imagining the reader to be like 17/18ish but it doesn't really matter honestly)

Summery: Boring days lead to equally boring nights filled with sleeplessness and hunger. Since Mark stole all of your snacks for the video he filmed with Ethan that day, you figured he might as well pay you back, right?

T/W: none! Just some good 'ol fluff!

A/N: my first request! I absolutely love big bro Mark and stuff like this is always so fun to write, I hope you guys enjoy! 🖤

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Bang

Bang

BANG!

Each of the kitchen cabinet doors opened and slammed shut, progressively getting louder to match your frustration. Did Mark really have to take ALL of your sacred snacks, just because him and Ethan were filming and needed something to fulfill their hunger during it? Why couldn't they have just ordered pizza-- or even gotten McDonald's!?

With a heavy sigh, you spun around and leaned your back against the counter top. It took all of 3 seconds for this new, glorious plan to form within your magnificent brain.

The gas station down the street was open 24-hours.

And Mark was going to take you and buy you anything you wanted.

It was the least a big brother could do after ruining your late night youtube binge session by being a hog and eating all of your snacks.

With hushed footsteps you ran as fast and quietly as possible up the stairs and to Mark's bedroom. All caution stopped though when you threw his door open and jumped onto the foot of his bed, bouncing slightly as the weight on the poor mattress was now being distributed between 2 bodies and not just 1.

You made sure to jump onto a spot that was far enough away to where his attacks wouldn't get you, and boy were you glad you did. The sheets were thrown off of the bed and big, hairy limbs went everywhere. Legs kicked and arms swung, followed by various curses and threats after the initial scream died down. It's safe to say, Mark was definitely awake now.

"--OR ELSE I SWEAR I'LL REENACT THE BITE OF '87 ON YOU-- (Y/N)?" His voice was softer now and heavily dripping with confusion as he rubbed his eyes and tried to make out the shape of you in the dark, but your giggles and snorts from his empty threats gave you away instantly.

"What, the fuck, was that for?" The bedroom lamp now on and illuminating the room with soft light showed his ridiculously messy hair, and his hoodie on your body that you stole because he kept the house insanely cold.

"Get clothes on. You're taking me to the gas station down the road because you and Ethan-you big pigs- ate all of my sacred snacks." You punctuated your statement by crossing your arms after throwing the shirt that was laying on the foot of his bed at him. "I think I deserve it."

Mark's face began to dawn the most deadpan expression you've ever seen on him. The bags under his eyes were darkened by the shadows and how his hair framed his face. Exhaustion filled every invisible wrinkle upon him. He looked completely wiped out from the day he had spent filming and editing, but honestly? You could still see his lips starting to bend into a smile as he pulled his shirt on.

Within the next five minutes, you were both seated in his car and on the way to the gas station, having opted to drive since it was cold outside. The radio station played softly as you cruised down the completely dead road.

After pulling in and parking in the spot right beside the door, you both got out and entered the gas station. You skipped right back to the aisle with the chips and candy as Mark made a B-line to the fridge with the energy drinks. You met up with Mark just a few minutes later, a mix of snacks, candy, and drinks overflowing from your arms. You never typically took advantage of the times Mark spent money on you, but this was different! He ate all of your necessary snacks so this was just him repaying you!

Dumping everything on the counter, the elderly lady behind the counter started scanning everything for you while striking up a sweet conversation with Mark, as she always did when you two came in for snacks or gas. Before you knew it though, you were back in the car with at least 7 bags filled to the brim.

You looked over at Mark as he buckled his seatbelt into place. "Thank you Mark, I know you ate all my snacks, but this makes up for it." You laughed, but it got interrupted by a yawn. Mark looked over to you and followed with a laugh of his own, reaching over to ruffle your head. "I'm sorry for eating all of your snacks, kid. Let's get back to bed, yeah?"

You nodded in agreement and buckled yourself in, relaxing back in the comfy seat as Mark started driving.

"I'm still gonna beat Ethan's ass, he isn't off the hook just because you are."

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Can you write a Ethan Nestor x reader where reader is starting a death metal band and does vocals. And Ethan is just so impressed. Maybe Mark, Ethan and Sean go to their first concert. And it’s the first time any of them are hearing their music. They knew it was metal, but they didn’t expect the beautiful guttural vocals that the reader produces? I don’t know i thought it’d be fun.

Wicked

A/n: this kinda deviated from the smaller details of your ask, I'm so sorry!! I'm so excited to write for Ethan! Thanks for being the first person to send in an Ethan ask!!!!

"Aren't you touring soon with the band?" Ethan asked, his eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah, we have some concerts around a few states in a couple months. I'm so happy we were on the billboard just a few days ago!!" "I saw that! I'm so proud of you guys!" You two hugged, squeezing the other tightly. "Say, we have a few seats left, would you wanna come with some of your friends?" "Fuck yeah i want to come!! How many friends can I bring?" "I think I can get away with it if you bring two people, no more then that though!" "Of course!!"

As the months leading up to your 'tour' passed, you became increasingly more excited. The band, called 'The wicked fury', released two singles that were now on the songlist! You told Ethan to not listen to them yet, you wanted him to be surprised. He agreed and you promised him it was gonna be good.

And here it was: the start of your tour.

You had preformed a couple shows in Washington and had moved down to LA for four or so shows.

You were able to snag three extra tickets to your third LA show. Naturally, Ethan picked Mark and Sean to go with him, since they all wanted to meet up and make a bunch of content together anyway. You had a bunch of extra room in the bus, so you invited them all to come on the bus, and they all agreed. All the way there, Ethan was a ball of energy about how much fun the show was gonna be. The three of them got into playful banter multiple times about how much they wanted Ethan to shut the fuck up. Laughing at their antics as you got ready for the show, you started to get kinda nervous about the guys not liking your music. You knew there was no reason to feel this way, they all enjoyed music similar to yours, there was just a part of you that thought maybe they wouldn't enjoy the show.

As you arrived, you told the guys to follow you so they could get to there seats first. As you walked into the venue, you showed them where to sit. A security guard gave them shit, until he realized they were with you. He apologized profusely until you reassured him. He was just doing his job, everything was fine.

After soundcheck, the guys all cheered wildly, making you laugh. You were so glad to have Sean and Mark as your friends, and you were glad to be able to call Ethan yours.

You saw from behind the curtain how fans by the hundreds pooled into the venue. Your band mates were laughing about something as you walked over to them, asking them one final question before you all went on stage. "Ready guys?" "Fuck yeah" "yep!" "This is gonna be fucking awesome!" Then you heard a manager in your earpiece, signaling you guys to come on. You all stood and walked on stage.

During the performance, Ethan , Sean, and Mark couldn't believe how amazing your vocals sounded. (You may have been working extra hard on sounding good) They were all left in awe the entire show. None of them had heard the bands music before, and they were very, very pleasantly surprised. After every song, Ethan and Mark and Sean were the ones to cheer the loudest, and they were screaming the lyrics to the choruses.

You all left that concert with sore throats, but it was worth it in the end.