#how to make youtube channel intro

[ham1lton]

EVERYTHING IS EMBARRASSING ?

pairings: max verstappen x podcaster!reader

faceclaim: taylor russell

summary: you run the number one podcast on spotify, agonyauntie, and your dream guest is max verstappen. too bad for you that he hates podcasts.

or the one where your podcast is max’s guilty pleasure.

author’s note: clearing out drafts.

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yourusername: after a month long hiatus, agonyauntie is back with bigger and better stories. i’m excited to share the newest episode with you on all of the available channels.

please tune in so my mom won’t regret letting me drop out of university to pursue airing people’s dirty laundry on the internet. thank you xoxo

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user1: WE WON WE WON HELLO!!!!!

user2: will you ever top mango man? i don’t think so.

-> yourusername: trust me user2. we will.

user3: the way during the hiatus the podcast was still #4 on the spotify chart is crazy.

-> user4: WE COMIN FOR THAT NUMBER ONE SPOT YUP!!!

user5: prettiest girl ever. you need a youtube channel so we can see that facecard.

-> user6: she said she prefers podcasting to making videos because she’s awkward asf 😭

-> user7: real omg

-> user8: she’s so me.

user9: who is this 😻

-> user10: yn yln! she’s the creator and host of agonyauntie, which she started back in university. it was originally a radio show in which people would email her their problems and she’d tell them advice. it went viral when she did the episode of ‘mango man’ (just google it, it’s hilarious) and then she moved to a podcast format so it was more accessible. it went to number one and she’s halfway through s2. it’s so good!!! honestly you need to listen to the episodes.

landonorris: SO EXCITED YESSSS 🤩

-> user11: always at the scene of the crime

-> user12: how many fandoms is this guy in? 🤨

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AGONYAUNT! season 2, episode 7.

[soft jazzy intro music fades out]

yn: okay, this next email is… wow. honestly, when i read it, i had to sit back, take a sip of tea, and whisper, “what the actual hell?” to myself. so naturally, i had to include it in the episode.

let me just read it for you.

[mock-serious tone as she reads aloud]

“hi yn, first off, i love the podcast. you’re literally the only person i trust to handle this because everyone else would either call me crazy or tell me to dump him, and honestly, neither of those options feel right (yet). anyway, here goes: i think my boyfriend is trying to become a bird.

i know that sounds like i’ve lost the plot, but please hear me out. it started small—like him watching a lot of bird documentaries and casually saying things like, ‘owls are the wolves of the sky’ (which i didn’t think about at the time because men say weird things constantly). but then he started doing… bird things. he whistles now. a lot. not cute whistling, yn. it’s more like he’s calling for backup.

then last week i caught him eating sunflower seeds—not out of a bag, but cracking them open with his teeth and spitting the shells on the carpet. the carpet, yn. he’s also been spending suspicious amounts of time sitting on the windowsill ‘for the breeze’ and called a pigeon his ‘mate’ the other day like they’re friends now??

but the final straw? he built a nest. like, an actual nest. i came home from work to find him on the couch surrounded by twigs, string, and what i think might’ve been my missing socks. he said it was ‘just a joke,’ but when i asked why there were eggs in it, he got all defensive and said i ‘wouldn’t understand.’

so now i don’t know what to do. do i confront him and risk him flying away (literally)? or do i just let him… become whatever he’s becoming? pls help me yn. i miss my normal boyfriend who used to just binge-watch love island and occasionally make me toast.

cheers, girl who might be dating a parrot.”

[pause for comedic effect]

yn: okay. wow. first of all, thank you for this email. genuinely, it’s given me a lot to think about. like, this man has gone full National Geographic, and you’re just… casually living with it? incredible. i’m so glad you came to me because i don’t think your friends would’ve taken this seriously enough, and frankly, neither will i, but we’ll do our best.

so. is your boyfriend trying to become a bird? honestly, yeah. sounds like he’s halfway there. whistling, befriending pigeons, eating seeds like he’s at a football match—this man is leaning in hard. and i have to say, the nest? iconic. horrifying, but iconic. he built an actual nest in your home. he didn’t just think about it; he did it. that’s commitment.

but here’s the thing: you have to ask yourself, are you okay with this? like, if you imagine your life five years from now and you’re still with him, is he going to be perched on top of the fridge, squawking about how you don’t appreciate him? or is this just a phase? because maybe it’s temporary. maybe he’s stressed, and this is his way of coping—some people journal, some people go bird-mode.

what i suggest is this: sit him down for a chat. calmly ask, “babe, are you going through something? or are you genuinely preparing to molt?” like, we need clarity here. and if he doubles down on the bird thing, you have a choice to make. either support him and start buying bulk birdseed, or set him free—preferably in a park, not near any major roads.

also, maybe keep your eye on those eggs. i don’t know where he got them, but i’d be concerned.

anyway, good luck with your pigeon-man. i wish you nothing but the best, and if it escalates, please email me again. i have to know what happens.

[transition music fades in]

yn: right, let’s move on before i spiral into a full TED talk about men and their inability to handle hobbies normally. honestly, this man saw blue planet one time and said, “that’s my personality now.” unbelievable.

[music fades out, next segment begins]

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agonyauntie: our newest episode is out next week, here are three clues about what it will include.

(hint: the middle one is that our host will be involved. spoiler alert! 😉)

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user1: omg it’s MAX VERSTAPPEN

-> user2: who tf is that

-> user3: exactly like yn said celebrities as guests

-> user4: he’s literally famous? he’s a formula one star???

-> user3: okay congrats

-> user4: ??

-> user3: girl idk what u want me to say idgaf abt that man 😭 good for him getting the krabby patty formula one or wtvr

user5: OMG MAX AND YN…

-> user6: new ship name needed asap

-> user7: new job application needed ASAP!

user8: omg what if yn and max get together? he’s her dream guest and she seemed a little into him om the live she did watching the f1 race.

-> user9: um he’s literally gay i just googled it…

-> user10? HUH?

-> user9: his fiance is charles leclerc i just read how they met on this gossip website called ao3. very cute. it also told me more about obama’s secret lover, some guy called harry styles. you should check it out.

-> user10: u grown as hell and u can vote. the world is a scary place.

user11: AND NEXT GUEST WILL BE LANDONORRIS LETS PRAY TOGETHER 😎

-> user12: lando we know it’s you take them glasses OFF!

-> user11: 🥲 🕶🤏🥲

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author’s note: hi :) just looking for some feedback. send me an ask with what sort of fics u guys like. idk what to post. have a lot of drafts. also idk this will get a pt2. i just want it GONE! sorry <3

[nikid-aze]

CANCELLED. 💢 — lee heeseung.

SYNOPSIS. Being a well known influencer those days can be kind of dangerous, one sentence out of context and you got cancelled, a thing that wasn’t bothering lee heeseung, a streamer and youtuber with more that one million followers. Sadly, his situation get even worse when he tried to shit talk about you — a well known writer and loved person on internet — and he start to wonder if he actually did the good choice when talking about your upcoming book on his last video. And the worst was the spam of message you got from him in the evening, trying to make it up for his harsh words about your work — or mostly you.

pairing ‎⸝⸝⸝ lee heeseung x reader 𓄷 iηcℓudᥱs 𓈓 kim sunoo, nishimura riki, park sunghoon, choi soobin, choi yeonjun & kang taehyun (txt), probably others idols added there..!

genre﹙💬﹚⸝⸝⸝ serie, romance, strangers to enemies/haters, enemies/haters to lovers, fanfiction, written chapter (!!), multiple chapters

warnings ‎⸝⸝⸝ mention of drinking, smoking, sexual jokes, drug use, , enhypen’s members being crackhead in this (??), probably other being added there soon..!

words count ‎⸝⸝⸝ 1318 💢

taglist ‎⸝⸝⸝ @sunnygirl-kait @chaheehee @doveblackboat @wonzzziezzzz be added to the taglist 💢 hope you would love this serie omgg

rains’ note ‎⸝⸝⸝ screaming rn because what do you mean I’m in love with my writing ? anyways 🫣 does heeseung is a complete dumbass in this serie ? Kind of yes, do I like it ? Absolutely. Will you like it ? Probably (I’m not 100% sure rn), so i’ll give a try with this short teaser/intro in hope that it would interest some of you ! don’t forget that you can comment below (I would appreciate it !💋)

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Heeseung himself couldn't say what had strangely driven the popularity of his YouTube channel or his livestreams, which were increasingly being watched by an unimaginable number of people. In truth, platforms like YouTube and Twitch were so complex that making a place among the biggest on these two platforms sometimes had something to do with a miracle.

For Heeseung, all this was understood while he himself was completely incomprehensible, his first name quickly finding itself trending as more and more people started tweeting about him — or about his latest livestreams.

At first, he simply thought it was because he had miraculously managed to attract the attention of young women — and a few men — with his charisma and his angelic, captivating face — not that he was narcissistic about himself, but that was one of the hypotheses that crossed his mind one evening.

All of this finally came crashing down when he realized that his so-called "popularity" was due to a clip from one of his recent livestreams, where he unfortunately got the idea to talk about another content creator and streamer — whom he could totally consider a colleague, given their shared personal interests or the numerous comments they had during each stream. Indeed, while Heeseung was a genuinely interesting person to listen to during his "what's up in hee's life" livestreams, where he mostly talked about the stream and interacted with his viewers, he sometimes tended to overlook his words — which were mostly simply insults or comments that a well-known and influential person shouldn't be saying.

The victim of this stream was @sunghoonshouse. Heeseung found himself making hateful comments toward Sunghoon — his real name — after noticing that his chat kept mentioning him or making allusions about him. In just one search and a quick glance at his channel, Heeseung had made comments he would normally never have made.

How had he reacted when he noticed that his first name or that clip of him was constantly circulating on Twitter or any other app? He had laughed when he read people spitting at him in the comments. After all, despite his comments about his work "colleague," Heeseung had noticed how his first name was plastered everywhere, thus unwittingly creating immense publicity for him, which he would undoubtedly take advantage of.

The idea of ​​being canceled by his new — and in truth, first — haters didn't bother him at all. He would simply need to make a quick message in his next stream, or yes, instead of addressing his community or anyone watching him live, he would address Sunghoon directly, then apologize for his words, which had "gone beyond his thought and reflection" — explaining that he had supposedly spoken without thinking and that he hadn't meant them.

The days following his apology had been nothing but magnificent proof that, despite his apologies, Heeseung would not stop acting without thinking and saying whatever came to mind, even if it was only negative and completely hateful remarks, whether it was about a public figure, viewers of his own streams — who had supposedly annoyed him at the right time — or even topics that weren't as important.

Having realized that each thing he could say would earn him a little more popularity each time, Heeseung had strangely started to create a routine for himself. Creating a situation or saying things that could or would be intended to provoke a reaction, noting the clips in question being shared on social media as if they were THE last thing anyone needed to know about — which tended to bring a lot of people back to his streams in the following days — and once everything had settled down, making a video or dedicating a portion of his future stream to an apology message, explaining that, once again, he had indeed gone too far and that his words had gone beyond his thoughts.

Was this really the right thing to do?

Was this really the right thing to do? Absolutely not. Was it an effective way to gain popularity? In a way. Were the reactions and the number of haters that would make him do it? Certainly not. Did he have the minimum of respect to stop acting this way? Yes and no at the same time.

Being a child in a child's body, it wasn't surprising for Heeseung to apologize for such a serious remark, and then start over the following days as if nothing had happened the previous days.

Was he forgiven? Strangely, and although it may seem completely unthinkable, yes. Most of his followers followed him simply because they appreciated this side of Heeseung. Or was it simply because he was too handsome to leave the world of YouTube or the Twitch platform. And quickly, after a few months Heeseung had exceeded millions of followers, whether on YouTube or Twitch, and was no longer a YouTuber and Steamer video gamer, but was considered a content creator "shitposter", that is to say that he published what he wanted regardless of the impact of his videos.

The funniest thing about his rapid rise to popularity on his platforms was that Sunghoon — the content creator Heeseung had openly criticized — had become one of his close friends, with whom he occasionally streamed or organized videos, but he was also his roommate. This meant that Heeseung and Sunghoon's communities must have seen the friendship gradually develop, which certainly caused some reactions.

What did you think of this famous Heeseung? He didn't bother you much; in truth, you didn't know much about him beyond the numerous clips you saw circulating on Twitter that showed what kind of person he was. A hypocrite who used hatred towards others or almost homophobic or misogynistic remarks to draw attention to himself.

A true thoughtless jerk. That's what could have best represented him from your point of view, even if you'd never actually watched a single one of his streams or videos. Truth be told, the entertainment you saw on Twitter every weekend kept you busy enough that you didn't intend to watch even a single one of his streams in the future.

And even if one day the idea did come to mind, you didn't have the time. Unfortunately, books don't write themselves — at least not since you'd started writing, much to your dismay — and so you spent most of your time writing, editing, and rewriting sections of your future novel.

Well... that was before you received a message from one of your best friends — Taehyun — who strangely begged you to start Heeseung's current livestream because, according to him, you needed to hear his words right now, not after you'd gone to bed.

Quickly, you left your writing file to log into Twitch, and despite yourself, you had to click on Heeseung's channel to see that he was indeed streaming.

The next click left you frozen, staring at your screen as your lips parted, unable to believe what he was currently saying. The fact that your name had left his lips was practically unimaginable, but what followed had made you furious.

"An unsuccessful author who only wrote about depression and high school romances. Seriously, who would read such crap? I think you, like me, don't have time to waste reading books like this and would rather, for example, devote our time to the latest F1 race that was announced."

How could a man like him — a loser who locks himself in his room to chat in front of a camera — have the audacity to talk about you, and your upcoming book? You couldn't even believe how stupid he'd talked about you, describing you as a shitty author who only wrote about depression? This was a joke you were playing; it couldn't be explained any other way. Never, ever had you felt so humiliated and smeared as you did right now, when you weren't even in the same room as this idiot who was playing it.

[under-your-floorboards]

Will Solace and Nico di Angelo having a ghosts youtube channel together like Watchers (Shayne and Ryan but gay) with Lou Ellen being their true crime collaborator.

~

Will : I can’t even begin to describe how gnarly this cause of death was … it is, very gruesome stuff.

Nico : please never say gnarly when referring to the dead ever again

Will : that does sound disrespectful, doesn’t it? No offense to the no longer living!

Nico : Yes, no offense to our dead audience members out there.

Will : do you really think ghosts are watching our youtube series?

Nico : they might do it just for kicks.

Will : *wheezes* like, “Look at these assholes trying to prove our existence.”

Nico : yeah. or “Terry, come take a look at this! They caught your cameo in the last upload!”

Will : *laughing hysterically*

Nico : what a couple of cards we must make to them.

Will : undoubtedly. Should we add that to our intro? “Welcome back to Halfblood Horrors, guys girls and ghouls”

Nico : oh, I like that.

~

Will, after hearing a loud bang that scared him so bad his country accent comes out : WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!

Nico : that was me.

Will : Gods damnit, Neeks, are you tryin’ to give me a heart attack?

Nico, snickering : you jumped like a startled cat.

Will : I’ll get you back for that. We’ll see how you like it.

( He does not, in fact, get him back for that )

~

Will : Welcome back to the channel our good friend over from Witch Crime is Which, Lou Ellen!

Lou Ellen : hello Halfblood Horrors fans. And hello dweeb and Nico.

Will : Wait — Why am I dweeb? I’m your best friend!

Lou Ellen : Nico’s earned my respect. I’ve seen you cry on the ground over rewrite the stars.

Nico : *snorts* always a pleasure to have you in the office, Lou.

Will : This is harassment and defamation, you’ll be seeing my lawyers very soon.

Nico : We’re already off topic —

[loustica-lucia]

Heroes of the Dragon Age

An animation I've made for Dragon Age Day 2023, featuring my main Warden (Alyssa Cousland-Theirin), Hawke (Eleena Amell Hawke) and Inquisitor (Sulevin Lavellan)!

It's to this day one of my best artwork and I thought I should share it here too! 90+ hours between the original sketch, outfit design, the rough animation, rotoscope, inking, flat-colours, background shading and even the audio :')

Interested in the process? I detailed it below since it was my first time doing something like that:

I would like to start by saying I'm not a professional animator!Everything you've seen here is the result of experimentation and a lot of practice to learn and understand how 2D animation works.

My first idea started in May 2023. I just finished rewatching DA Absolution for the X time, and wanted to analyse why I loved the intro so much. (Even after countless rewatch, I never skipped it once.) I was inspired to study it with my main three protagonists!

Then came the first test with Alyssa Cousland-Theirin, my Hero of Ferelden! I tried to understand which part to separate for the animation. Mainly the hair and cape because it flows a lot more than the rest! If I recall, my first idea here was to make her counter flame attacks (?). Then, as the camera turns around her, I tried to add a grid to know how the camera would work around it.

I ended up making the clip longer, so she could position herself to the further left and leave space to the two other protagonists.

Now it was time to try to animate Sulevin Lavellan, my Inquisitor. I really kept that quick doodling style just to capture the vibe without putting too much time/effort into it! The background would be static to contrast with Alyssa's. I also loved the idea of a rogue sneaking!

Instead of working on Eleena Amell Hawke, my Champion of Kirkwall, I went back to Alyssa and started working with Clip Studio Paint 3D models (this entire animation has been done on the EX version of the software!) It helped for rotoscope animation and maintaining likeness! That's when I got the idea to make the background swirl around the character to let the eyes be guided by the rest of the screen!

After a couple more hours, I planned the entire animatic with 3D models and quick doodles! I finally found a cool pose for Eleena Hawke, which was honestly the hardest of the three to imagine for some reason? I tried many other poses but ended up picking an animation from the game!

This whole time, I was studying a bunch of background ideas and how studio Red Dog Culture House (who made Absolution) work! Thankfully, they have a YouTube Channel where they shared some BTS content so I could analyse it!

Then, I simplified my character and their original designs in the style of the studio! These outfits are how I imagine them after Trespasser. Alyssa as the Queen of Ferelden, looking for a cure to the Calling, Hawke following Fenris to Tevinter & Sully as a Red Jenny Inquisitor!

The idea for Sulevin's animation actually came from a piece I doodled on a live stream, when I was drawing pose studies and turning them into finished artworks haha As for Alyssa, I wanted to draw the fight that got her facial scars!

Once their designs were ready and the background ideas too, I made the rough version of the animation! Basically a sketch done on top of the 3D models to add the details, staying pretty rough just to capture the idea and movements.

Then it was time to start the lines! I decided make a folder per frame, so I could separate all he main elements and draw them one by one. It helps keeping the likeness of a character in the different frames without having big "jumps" between frames! In fact, every parts were coloured differently to recognize them, and then I used vector erasers and masks (Ah yes, the entire lineart is done in vectors of course! It's easier to adjust and save time when working on similar frames!)

At first of course, everything overlaps! But I find it easier to draw too much and erase after, just to make sure everything is coherent in each frames! The cool thing about CSP is how you can change the colour of the layers in one click! So all the coloured lines turned into black in one second, and I could reverse it just as quickly to double check!

Then I started working on Sulevin! I made a blue line to mark where her feet were, as the sketch in the background wasn't perfectly straight! (Like Sulevin's sexuality 🤭😂) The silhouettes were very quick to do, but I had fun adding more & more details as she came closer to the foreground!

I really wanted to add that little dagger trick, but I remember it required me to change the pacing of Eleena's apparition, as it was recovering her arm too quickly! I had to change the pace of multiple frames quite a lot during the project, to make sure the flow was right! For Eleena, most of her animation remained around her arms and the staff itself, as magic would be the most difficult part! That way each character has their own focus: Alyssa has a very animated background, Sulevin got the grappling hook and Eleena the ice!

Then it was time to start adding colours! Just like for the lineart, I separated every colour on it's own layer, so I could easily adjust the colours later if needed. I added one colour at the time, going through all the frames, and then another colour!

I made full palette tests with the colours I would use for their background at this point, checking if the details remained readable! Alyssa was the most challenging in terms of clothes, because I made her a very detailled armour! I had to simplify the Theirin heraldry, vectorize/redraw the Cousland, and make a brush for her cape's pattern!

Once I was done adding the flatcolours, I started the background, and oh boy it was a wild ride. For the cave, I painted multiple tests. I imagine was to use CSP panorama tools, which transform a texture into a 3D sphere, so each corners must match to look good. Sadly, it made the background very blurry, so after hours of testing, I changed ideas. Instead of the random fire balls (?) I originally imagined for Alyssa, I made three simple frames of a Rage Demon to attack her.

I ended up using the cave as a repeated pattern to make it turn 360° around the character. For Eleena, I mixed inspiration from the comics, Dreadwolf & Absolution, using warm colours matching Hawke's signature red. Just like I made the cave very grey/blue to match Grey Wardens. For Val Royeaux, it was more complex because I wanted to make it green, matching the Inquisitor's signature green. But bright green couldn't work, and the original colour during day time was blue/white/gold. So I added more leaves, played around the design a bit! After adding the rage demon, I made the shading! It was surprisingly easy and quick to do now!

I clipped a white layer on the flatcolours to not be distracted by the colours, and made thin lines to separate the light/shadows, then simply filled everything with the bucket tool! Then you set the layer to multiply and remove the white layer, and you have celshading shadows! Now the character looks out of the picture, so I added layers of blue in color burn, saturation and substract blending modes to make her look like she's in the right setting! Of course, I did the same with the other two, giving Hawke a red overlay and Sulevin green shadows!

Then I added the details, it went from white irises, to sword/staff smears to earrings and smaller finition that goes on top of these layers. To add the lights, I simply selected the shadows and reversed the selection! Using warm and cold tones to create contrast with the purple/bluish shadows! I also added more ambient light layers for Alyssa to reflect the Rage Demon fire. Now it was time to add ice magic! My first attempt had too many frames, making it look weird! Sometimes it's better to lower the frame rate to make things less bumpy!

Then I downloaded some cool ice brushes on CSP assets that made it look less like blue magical flames! But when I covered the screen in ice, I realized "Oh wait, I could make a cool transition from the ice, to blue lyrium turning red?"Red Lyrium truly links these three games and The Veilguard somehow! I spent the next hour painting over the idol and putting it in a black background, with lyrium and then the golden Dragon Age title text.

For the SFX, I used free youtube libraries sounds & "Darkspawn!" comes from the violent human female voice set (iconic for ""Can I get you a ladder? So you can get off my back!"😂🤭) After editing all that, the animation was finally done!

Here's the final math:

About 15 hours for the sketching/rough/animatic phase, 30h for the lineart, 25h for colours, 10h for backgrounds, 5h for details & 5h for music & SFX, for a total of 90 hours. Aka the same amount of time it took me to finish Baldur's Gate 3 the first time lol

If you have any question regarding the animation or the softwares etc. do not hesitate to ask, I'll do my best to answer!

[haddonfieldhorrors]

If the Slashers had YouTube channels:

———

Jason Voorhees:

- Nature vlogs 100%

- He’d be the guy to set up little feeding stations for wildlife and set up a hidden camera.

- Live ASMR nature sounds going 24/7

- He’d also make a video on Mother’s Day: “Top 10 things to get your mom for Mother’s Day” 🥺

Michael Myers:

- Bro would so make low budget documentaries about himself to stay relevant 😭

- He’d also make his own soundtracks for them too.

- Knife collection videos.

- “A day in my life” just him standing in random parts of his house 💀

- Pumpkin carving videos

- Mask making process videos

Ghost face:

- Reviews scary movies

- Makes mediocre prank videos that aren’t funny.

- Very loud, obnoxious and over the top reactions.

- Y’all know those YouTube shorts where the reactor is just yapping over a quiet video? Yea, that’s Ghostface. Annoying shit 😒

- Shitty, obviously fake, story times with 😱 thumbnails.

- Twitch brainrot. “Chat, is this real?”

- “DON’T (insert some stupid ass thing here) AT 3AM!!!!” Videos…

Harry Warden:

- He strikes me as a multifaceted guy.

- he’s got a video for everything-

- “How to survive in a mine when your bitch ass bosses left you to go to a valentines dance, so you resorted to having to eat your coworkers to survive”

- “Mining: Tips & Tricks”

- “How to find Diamond”

- He’d also make DIY videos on making tools and crafting from everyday objects.

- Like Jason, he’d do ASMR. He’d have a 24/7 live cam of the mines.

- Like Ghostface, story times, but not as annoying, he’s straight to the point. No BS

Brahms Heelshire:

- He gives me vibes of a horror YouTube channel that hasn’t been used in like 15 years that has like 10 uploads.

- It’s all kinds of shit, grainy footage with creepy, early 2000’s quality scary music and sounds.

- But, if he revived it, he’d make doll videos: Restoring doll furniture, how to clean them, how to paint them, etc.

Thomas Hewitt:

- Cooking videos 100000000%

- “Workshop Tour”

- “how to cook ‘pork’!”

- Home Improvement. He’d teach us how to fix stuff around our house 🥹

- “Chainsaw Handling 101”

- He’d even make little animations of himself for his intro 🥺

[stevieschrodinger]

Baker Steve/Rock Star Eddie wrong number AU

Part One

Part Two

PART THREE

"It's like a TV show, but on YouTube."

"Right," Steve answers, half listening to Dustin's explanation, "so it, like what, has an air time, or whatever?"

"Yeah, like a series."

"And it's just, what, famous people playing dipshits and dickheads?"

"Steeeeeeeeeeeevvvvveeeeeeeeeeee why are you like this?"

"Dunno," Steve shrugs, trying to read a recipe online. Unfortunately that's resulted in his having to scroll past someones entire fucking life story and he's ready to give up and try and work out the dumb Oreo cake recipe himself, "just lucky, I guess."

Dustin drops his head on the kitchen counter like Steve is the greatest difficulty he's ever going to face.

"So why do you need to be here to watch this?"

"Because we all want to watch it together, the guests are Corroded Coffin, they all like, play, the whole band, it's so cool-"

"Corroded Coffin? Playing your nerd game?" Steve's interest leaks through before he can stop it, "I mean, like, I think I've heard of them?" The last thing he needs is the kids finding out he's been kind of friends kind of flirting kind of maybe wants to date the actual Eddie Munson.

Dustin looks at him skeptically, "yeah...so you-"

"You can all watch it here, it's fine...I'll make cookies."

Dustin's completely distracted by his own success, instantly whipping out his phone to inform the other kids. Steve's pretty sure their group chat is called 'No Steve's allowed' but he hasn't actually found out for sure yet.

Steve does bake cookies. All the kids are gathered around his smart TV, absolutely demolishing them while they wait for this thing to start. It's like, an actual channel, with intros and graphics and stuff, a logo that reads 'Final Roll.'

And there's Eddie and the band, sitting around a table with two dudes who must run the channel. They all have the bits of paper and dice and little figures that Steve's used to seeing when the kids commandeer his dining room table.

There's preemptive ramble, and Steve leans forward a little every time Eddie's in shot. He's relieved all the kids are all sitting in front of him and all glued to the TV, so he can ogle in peace. They do introductions, and then everyone introduces their characters.

"May I introduce Sir Steven, the half elf paladin," behind Eddie Gareth rolls his eyes so hard his whole fucking body moves. Steve can see him and Geoff mouthing something to each other. Steve can only assume it's because Eddie has named his character, presumably, after him, "he has a sworn oath to always protect those weaker than himself."

Steve's heart fucking melts.

Steve's phone is buzzing. He's prepared. He knows Eddie's back in the country, they've been talking for months. Steve's kind of done waiting, and he's ready to press his advantage. He's had this set up for a little while, just waiting for the right moment. He presses play, and then answers the phone.

"Hey Stevie how-...are you listening to Corroded Coffin?"

"Yeah, yeah," Steve turns it down, bomb dropped, trap sprung, advantage played, "the kids absolutely love them, they're trying to get me into them even though they're not exactly my thing."

"Right, ah, right, what do you, uhm, think?"

"Yeah. Still not my thing-"

"Oh."

"But I really like it when the lead guy sings."

"...yeah?"

"Yeah, not the like, shouty growly singing, I can't understand a fucking thing he's saying-" Eddie chuckles, "but like, the parts where he properly sings. I think he has a beautiful voice."

"I ah, well, I mean, I bet the, uhm, shouty bits are hard work, you know. I expect that takes a lot of, you know, practice. Hell on the throat. I imagine, I would guess anyway, I don't actually, like know-"

"No no, yeah, well, maybe he should just sing more then, save those vocal chords, or whatever. I'd like that a lot."

"Yeah?" Steve can practically hear Eddie blushing down the phone. Eddie's so cute when he goes shy.

"Yeah." There's a long beat of silence before Steve goes in for the kill, "the kids are trying to get me to go see them. They're in the states now, apparently. Will be playing a gig in Indie."

"Yeah they are- I mean, I assume they are, most bands, uhm, yeah-" And Steve is hardly holding it together, Eddie is such a bad liar, and he's trying so hard not to lie at all. Steve doesn't know how he;s keeping his tone normal and not letting the whole ass cat out of the bag.

"And the kids are absolutely itching to go, you know? But tickets man, they're all doing every chore they can find to get some extra cash, but tickets are pricey, and for eight of us? Because I'll need someone else to help me chaperone and, you know..."

"I. I might...know a guy. Maybe. Like, because of the band I might...know someone who can get you tickets."

"Seriously? Eddie that would be incredible, the kids will absolutely loose their shit."

"Yeah, ah, is your work email cool?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course of course, man, the kids are going to love you for like, forever."

And maybe I will too, Steve just about manages to keep the words inside.

@steves-yellow-cardigin @melodymeddler @pitrsattabhaadmeinjao

@superduckmilkshake @she-collects-smut @paintsplatteredandimperfect @resident-gay-bitch

[jibitzlesscrocs]

Hii. I love your work!

Kid for a day: where the twins are a bit older and Reilly wants to be in a YouTube video with Matt, nick and chris. She asks every day if she can and when she finally gets to be in one she gets shy and wants to change her mind but Matt makes her feel like it’s ok to be shy. But then she ends up deciding she prefers playing with the twins then being in their videos.

this is probably my favourite to write because it really shows the triplets in their element with a flavour of riley in it

matt sturniolo x reader

warning : none

kid for the day pt. 9

in which riley joins the sturniolo triplets car video

The twins had just gone down for their afternoon nap when Riley came trotting into the kitchen, cheeks pink from playing and curls slightly frizzy from running around.

“Daddy,” she said, climbing onto one of the chairs and swinging her legs. “Can I please be in the car video today? Like, please please?”

Matt glanced at you with a soft smile as he packed the diaper bag, prepping in case the twins woke up early.

“I thought you wanted to wait ‘til you were a little older, bug.”

“But I am older!” she insisted, puffing her chest out. “I’m five and a half and I drank my juice without spilling even once this morning.”

“Well,” Matt chuckled, walking over to crouch beside her. “That is impressive.”

You gave him a little nod. “Go for it,” you mouthed. And with that, plans were made.

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Later that day, you helped buckle Riley into the back seat of Matt’s car. She had a fresh apple juice box in her hand, her favorite yellow hoodie on, and a bounce in her seat like she was about to go on the greatest adventure of her life.

Matt settled into the driver’s seat, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. “You ready, superstar?”

“Uh-huh!” she said through a juice slurp.

Chris, already in the passenger seat, turned to face her. “Alright, Riley. The rules are: be yourself, be funny, and don’t spill your juice on Uncle Chris.”

Riley giggled. “Okay, okay. I’ll try.”

Nick slid into the seat next to her, adjusting his hat and shooting her a sideways grin. “You nervous, kid?”

Riley hesitated, glancing between the camera mounted on the dashboard and the little blinking red light.

“Kinda…” she whispered.

Matt caught that instantly, hands resting calmly on the steering wheel. He turned around slightly, his voice soft.

“Hey, it’s okay to feel nervous,” he said. “I still get nervous sometimes too. Even Uncle Chris does, and he’s loud all the time.”

“Hey!” Chris chimed in with mock offense, and Riley let out a little giggle.

Nick leaned over, nudging her gently. “You don’t even have to say anything if you don’t want to. You just sit back, chill, and slurp that juice like a pro.”

Riley nodded slowly, relaxing just a bit.

The video started. Matt did the intro:

“Alright guys, welcome back to the channel, we’ve got a very special guest in the backseat today—my daughter, Riley.”

“Hi,” Riley said shyly, barely above a whisper, then immediately ducked into her juice box with a long, noisy slurp.

Chris burst out laughing. “She’s literally the coolest one here.”

Nick nodded in agreement. “She’s got better style than all of us combined.”

Riley’s cheeks turned rosy, and after a few minutes of the boys bantering, she tapped Matt’s shoulder.

“Daddy?”

He looked over his shoulder again. “Yeah, baby?”

“I think I don’t wanna be in the video anymore,” she said quietly. “I think I just wanna go home and play with the babies.”

Matt smiled, proud and gentle. “That’s totally okay,” he said. “You already did amazing.”

Nick reached over and gave her a fist bump. “Respect. Some people just aren’t about the fame.”

Chris leaned back to flash her a thumbs-up. “You’ll be our secret weapon next time.”

⸻

They ended the video not long after. On the drive home, Riley chatted happily with Nick about what the twins had been doing that morning, and how she was planning to teach them how to crawl in a straight line.

When they pulled into the driveway, Matt helped her out of the car and scooped her up.

“Thanks for giving it a shot, peanut.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. “I think I like being the babies’ big sister more than being in videos.”

Matt kissed her temple, heart full. “Yeah? Well, you’re the best big sister in the whole world. And you can be in a video any time you feel like it—even if it’s just you sipping juice and being shy.”

“Next time,” she said, with a serious nod. “Maybe.”

But for now, she ran back into the house toward the sound of baby coos and giggles—exactly where she wanted to be.

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@/sturnibabyy

riley nervously slurping apple juice and dipping out halfway through??? STAR BEHAVIOR. she’s real for that 🧃💛

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@/megamett44

Chris: “She’s literally the coolest one here”

And he was RIGHT.

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@/ilovechris

Matt being the gentlest dad ever will never not make me sob. the way he caught her nerves instantly 🥺

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@/tripnation44

You can tell she just wanted to try it out and then decided “nah, family time is better” — ICON.

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@/babysurniolos

Her hoodie. Her tiny voice. Her apple juice. The slurp. THE POWER. 👑

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@/mattdadsurniolo

matt whispering “you did amazing” like it was the most important moment ever… DAD OF THE YEAR————————————————

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MAI’S STORE

my favourite from the series tbh I HAD TO POST IT

[ericshoney]

Mini Colby ~ Brother!Colby Brock

Being the younger sister of Colby Brock meant people compared you to him constantly as you had your own Youtube channel and were in the public eye.

Many people noticed how similar you were to Colby. You were three years younger than your famous brother, but you were a mini image of him. You had the same hair colour, same eye colour and even the same smile. The only differences were the gender, height and age.

Today, you were joining your brother and Sam in a video of truth or drink. You were sat waiting, as Colby got the "water" and Sam set up the camera.

"You ready?" Colby asked you.

"As always!" You exclaimed.

He smiled as Sam joined you, the two started with their usual intro and introduced the video topic, before introducing you.

"Today we are joined by my sister, Y/n!" Colby cheered as Sam clapped. You smiled and waved at the camera.

"Hey guys!" You said.

"Right, lets get into it. Who's going first?" Sam asked.

"I will!" You exclaimed quickly, already pulling your phone out.

"Oh brother." Colby mumbled, making you and Sam laugh.

"Oh sister, more like." Sam said.

"Okay Colby, lets start nice and easy. Who's your favourite sibling?" You asked.

"Oh right away!" Sam exclaimed.

"I don't have a favourite. I love you and Gage the same." He answered honestly.

"Aww so cute." Sam teased.

You giggled as the game went on, the guys taking a few shots, you only taking two, until it got to a heated question.

"So Y/n, you and Kyle are getting closer." Colby started with. Kyle was your male friend, who you did the occasional TikTok with.

"Yes, we're friends." You stated.

"Or more?" He continued.

You laughed and poured a shot, taking it quickly, before looking at the camera.

"You can take that as you want." You said, as Sam and Colby cheered.

"You go girl!" Sam cheered.

"You know, a lot of yours and Colby's answers have been the same." Sam added.

"She's a mini me that's why!" Colby exclaimed.

"Your not wrong." You said with a nod.

"It's sometimes scary." Sam responded.

"How so?" You and Colby asked at the same time.

"Like that! You guys see that!" He answered, screaming at the camera.

You both laughed and continued on with the video, knowing it was going to be a fun one.

[blissfulflw]

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝑈𝑛f𝑖𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝐹𝑢𝑛

Pairing- Kim Chaewon x fem reader

Genre- Fluff

Word count- 3056

A/N: I Lowk love this fic so I’m gonna make a few spin offs like in practices afterwards, in the dorms that type of stuff.

Part 2

Practices - Dorms - Interviews - Awards - Prank

The camera was already rolling, red light blinking softly from its perch on the tripod. Sakura laughed brightly somewhere off to the side, her energy infectious as always. Eunchae’s voice rose above the chatter, teasing Yunjin with something that made the older girl fake a dramatic gasp.

Chaewon sat in her usual place on the studio couch, posture relaxed, smile easy. She’d done this a thousand times. The group’s YouTube content was second nature by now—games, challenges, behind-the-scenes vlogs. It was meant to show the world how close they were. How happy. How effortlessly they clicked.

Her eyes drifted, like they always did, toward the edge of the set.

You stood there, arms crossed, expression unreadable beneath the soft studio lights. Designer hoodie, designer sneakers, eyes like glass. Quiet. Polished. Untouchable. You weren’t doing anything wrong—but that was what made it worse. You never did anything wrong. Never loud, never rude, never out of place. Just… cold. Always cold.

Chaewon didn’t know when the irritation had started. Maybe the first week of training, when you barely spoke unless someone asked you something directly. Maybe the first time she saw you smile like it was scripted. Whatever it was, it grated on her nerves.

“You ready?” the manager asked.

You nodded, eyes flickering toward the camera, then to the group. You didn’t smile. Not yet.

When the intro music played, it was like flipping a switch.

You stepped forward, voice a little higher, smile just right, posture loose enough to pass as “relatable.” You weren’t fake exactly—just performing. And Chaewon hated how good you were at it.

“Hi everyone, welcome back to our channel!” Eunchae beamed. “Today, we’re playing ‘Guess the Member’ with childhood photos!”

As the group clapped and cheered, Chaewon caught the briefest glimpse of you glancing toward the door, like you’d rather be anywhere else.

God, she’s insufferable, Chaewon thought. Why even debut in a group if you’re going to act like you don’t want to be here?

“Y/N,” Sakura chirped, “you okay?”

You blinked, as if you hadn’t realized anyone was speaking to you. Then the smile returned. “Yeah. Just zoned out.”

Chaewon didn’t believe it for a second.

Sakura flipped through the pile of childhood photos with her usual energy, letting the group take turns guessing who was who. Laughter filled the room as the members debated the most embarrassing, cringey photos from each other’s pasts. Eunchae was always quick to make wild guesses, while Yunjin was far too smug when she knew something no one else did.

But when the next photo appeared on the screen, the entire room fell silent.

It was a picture of a young you—around ten or eleven, maybe. You were curled up in a massive, plush bed, the kind that seemed designed more for a luxury hotel than a home. The headboard, gilded and decorated with intricate carvings, was almost as high as your body. Your legs were tucked beneath a thick comforter, headphones perched over your head, and you were so absorbed in a book that you hadn’t even noticed the camera.

There was nothing particularly extraordinary about it. No wild smile, no exuberant joy. Just a child, alone, in a room that looked more like a museum than a bedroom.

“Is that… Y/N?” Yunjin asked slowly, squinting at the screen. The others glanced at you, their expressions unreadable.

The silence stretched as no one said anything for a long moment. The image didn’t make sense to them. They all knew the version of you that was polished, composed, maybe even a little cold. But this—this was the version that didn’t fit. You weren’t playing at being perfect. You weren’t trying to impress anyone.

You were just… existing. Quietly. Alone.

“Wait, is that a book?” Eunchae tilted her head, frowning slightly. “Y/N, you read as a kid?”

You didn’t respond immediately. Instead, you stared at the screen, the edges of your lips twitching slightly as you tried to keep the mask in place. The camera was still on you.

Finally, you gave a soft shrug, not quite defensive, but distant. “Yeah. I liked reading.”

Chaewon’s gaze lingered on the photo. For a split second, she could’ve sworn she saw something flicker across your face—something deeper than the practiced indifference you always wore. But before she could make sense of it, you snapped back to your usual cold composure.

“Next one,” you muttered, turning your attention elsewhere, arms crossing tighter as if to shield yourself.

But Chaewon’s mind didn’t leave the image. You, curled in silence. Quiet. Alone.

The rest of the session went on, but Chaewon couldn’t shake the image from her mind. It was strange—she hated how easy it was to feel sorry for you, and yet… you wouldn’t let anyone see anything real.

Still, the contrast of how you appeared on screen versus that picture haunted her. It didn’t fit the perfect little act you put on for the camera.

_____

Later that day, after the shoot had wrapped, the group gathered in the lounge to relax. You’d already taken your place at the farthest corner of the room, the same distant look in your eyes that Chaewon had seen so many times before. Eunchae was talking animatedly about some new idea for the channel, but Chaewon wasn’t listening.

She was watching you.

You weren’t talking to anyone. No one was even near you. You had your phone out, scrolling through something, but your expression remained the same—blank, distant, closed off.

Chaewon’s gaze narrowed. There was so much more to you, she was sure of it. And it frustrated her to no end that she couldn’t understand you.

Just when she thought she might approach, maybe try to talk, you looked up suddenly, catching her staring. For a fleeting moment, the coldness in your eyes softened, but then it was gone, replaced by the same indifferent expression.

“Is something wrong, Chaewon?” you asked flatly, but your voice had that strange edge to it. Like you didn’t want anyone to talk to you.

Chaewon didn’t respond immediately. She wasn’t sure what to say. The questions swirled in her mind, but the answers always felt just out of reach.

“No,” she finally said, though she wasn’t sure if it was a lie or not.

The two of you stared at each other for another beat before you turned away, pulling the hood of your sweatshirt a little tighter over your head. Chaewon felt an unexplainable frustration rising within her, but she didn’t say anything.

She was just so tired of the distance.

_____

After the “Guess the Member” game wrapped up, the group decided to play another game, one that had always been a favorite: the Pocky Game.

The rules were simple: two people would face off, each holding a Pocky stick between their teeth. The goal was to eat the Pocky without breaking eye contact, without pulling away. If someone pulled away too early, they’d lose.

Chaewon watched as the members eagerly picked their partners. Yunjin and Sakura were paired up first, both joking around as they took their turns. The laughter was loud and lighthearted as they played, but Chaewon felt her gaze inevitably drift toward you. You had barely spoken all day, and now you were looking particularly reserved, your hands fidgeting in your lap.

Your turn was coming soon. Chaewon could sense it.

The rules weren’t complicated, but for some reason, she couldn’t shake the feeling that you’d be the most awkward participant. It wasn’t like you to open up or let people get too close. You kept to yourself, always hiding behind that cold mask.

Sitting at the far end of the couch, Chaewon watched you out of the corner of her eye. When it was finally your turn to participate, you reluctantly stood up, shoulders tense, and walked toward the center of the group, clearly not thrilled by the idea. Chaewon caught a glimpse of your lips pulling into the slightest frown as you joined the circle, your eyes darting to the floor like you were trying to find a way out.

“Y/N, you’re up!” Eunchae called, excitement in her voice.

You flinched at the attention, your face immediately flushing a soft pink. Chaewon couldn’t help but notice how your eyes avoided anyone else’s, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze. You weren’t just shy; you were visibly flustered, uncomfortable with the idea of being so close to someone. Your mask slipped for just a moment, and Chaewon, of all people, found herself… softening.

She knew that look. The nervousness, the hesitation. The way you tried to shrink into yourself to avoid being the center of attention.

“Who are you going with, Y/N?” Sakura asked, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

You hesitated, glancing at the others, before your gaze landed on Chaewon. It was quick, barely noticeable, but Chaewon caught it.

“Uh… Chaewon,” you muttered, as if the words were forced from your mouth.

Chaewon blinked, surprised for a moment before she smiled. “Alright, looks like I’m up.”

The two of you stood facing each other, the tension thick in the air. You took a deep breath, trying to steel yourself for what was about to happen. Chaewon noticed your hands shaking slightly, but you did a good job of hiding it by keeping them loosely clenched at your sides.

“Ready?” Chaewon asked, trying to make it lighthearted, but it was clear from the way your eyes flickered nervously to the floor that you weren’t ready at all.

You barely nodded.

The members had already started teasing you. “Aww, look at Y/N,” Yunjin teased, “She’s already blushing.”

“Don’t worry, Y/N,” Eunchae chirped. “Chaewon is easy on the eyes.”

You didn’t respond, your face turning even redder at the attention. It was all too much. The teasing. The eyes on you. You just wanted it to be over.

Chaewon wasn’t sure what to expect, but when you finally lifted the Pocky stick to your lips, your eyes were locked firmly on the floor, avoiding everyone. Chaewon bent forward slowly, a teasing smirk tugging at her lips as she tried to hold back a laugh.

It was clear from the start: you were terrified. Not of the game, but of the closeness—the proximity to another person, the chance of eye contact. And it made Chaewon strangely protective.

The first bite was almost sweet. But as the game went on, the distance between your faces lessened, and the tension built. Chaewon could see you trembling just a little. Your hands twitched at your sides, and you kept stealing glances at her, but only for a fraction of a second, as though terrified of what might happen if your eyes met. Your lips were close now, just a breath away, but your gaze never lifted.

Finally, you couldn’t take it anymore. You pulled away suddenly, your cheeks a deep shade of crimson. You didn’t even finish the Pocky stick. You just took a step back, practically fleeing the scene, though you tried to mask your retreat with a cool demeanor.

“W-what?” you stuttered, eyes avoiding everyone’s. “I’m not good at games like this…���

The group burst into laughter, but it wasn’t cruel. It was affectionate, teasing in the way only friends could be.

“Y/N, you were so cute!” Eunchae exclaimed. “Look at your face—so flustered!”

“I thought you were going to die from embarrassment!” Sakura added with a laugh.

Chaewon couldn’t help herself; a smile tugged at her lips. You had been so adorably shy. It was a side of you that no one got to see, and she found herself strangely entranced by it.

But you, of course, wouldn’t let them see it. You quickly recovered your composure, muttering under your breath, “It’s just a game… no big deal.”

Still, when you returned to your spot on the couch, your eyes remained glued to the floor, avoiding anyone’s gaze. Chaewon couldn’t shake the image of you, flustered and real, so different from the perfect, untouchable persona you always put on.

She swallowed the urge to say something, to ask if you were okay. It wasn’t her place, she told herself. You’d never let her close enough to ask.

But even as the laughter died down and the game continued, Chaewon couldn’t stop thinking about how flustered you had been.

_____

The Pocky game was just the beginning. As the vlog continued, the atmosphere among the members shifted subtly, especially after they had noticed how easily flustered you’d become. There was something almost endearing about the way you responded to the attention, and they couldn’t resist the urge to tease you just a little more.

“Alright, time for the next game,” Sakura announced, clapping her hands together. “We’re going to play Truth or Dare!”

There was a chorus of excited groans from the group, but no one seemed to mind. Everyone knew that Truth or Dare would always get the funniest reactions. Yunjin, with her signature mischievous grin, immediately raised her hand.

“Can we make it spicy? Just a little?” she asked with a wink, clearly looking at you.

You stiffened at the suggestion, but your discomfort only made the members laugh. They knew you didn’t like attention, but now they were curious—how far could they push it before you’d break? How much would it take to get you to react?

“We’ll see what happens,” Eunchae said with a wink, clearly enjoying the idea of teasing you. “But no backing out, Y/N. You’re playing this one!”

You tried to ignore their banter, pulling your hoodie up slightly over your head to shield yourself from the attention. But it was too late. Everyone was already focused on you, waiting to see how you’d respond.

The game began innocently enough. Members took turns asking each other embarrassing questions or daring them to do silly things. Chaewon was her usual self—confident, composed, but not without a sense of playful edge. She seemed to be in a good mood, but when her turn came, she paused, glancing over at you.

“Y/N,” Chaewon said, her voice dropping just a little. You looked up, meeting her gaze for the first time in what felt like forever. Your eyes widened for a second before quickly flicking down to the floor again.

“Truth or dare?” Chaewon asked, leaning forward with an expectant smile, clearly enjoying the moment.

You hesitated, your throat tight. You had always hated being put on the spot, and the teasing glint in Chaewon’s eyes wasn’t helping.

“Truth,” you muttered, your voice barely above a whisper.

Chaewon’s grin widened. “Okay, let’s see… What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of the members?” she asked with a light chuckle.

The rest of the members leaned forward, eager to hear your answer. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks as you avoided their gaze, your mind racing for a safe answer. But there was no escaping the question. You were trapped.

“I… I don’t know,” you mumbled, the words slipping out awkwardly. “I’m always fine around you guys. Nothing embarrassing.”

That wasn’t entirely true, but you couldn’t bring yourself to admit how much you’d been struggling with the group’s energy, how shy you’d felt when everyone began teasing you more openly. It wasn’t a big thing, but it felt huge to you.

“Aw, come on! You must have something!” Yunjin prodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “We saw how flustered you got during the Pocky game. Surely, there’s something else you’re hiding.”

The group burst into laughter at Yunjin’s comment, and you felt your face turn a deeper shade of red.

Before you could say anything, Chaewon chimed in, her voice almost teasing. “Don’t worry, Y/N. You don’t have to tell us everything. We already know you’re a little shy when it comes to us.”

Your eyes flickered up, and there was a strange softness in Chaewon’s gaze as she spoke. It almost felt like a… compliment, but you couldn’t be sure.

The group’s teasing didn’t let up, but it was mostly lighthearted. They didn’t want to push you too hard—they just loved how easy it was to get a reaction from you. Even Chaewon was getting a little more playful than usual, noticing how easily you blushed when the others teased you.

“Okay, okay, let’s move on,” Sakura interjected, sensing your discomfort. “Y/N’s turn to ask.”

You blinked, startled by how quickly the attention had shifted away from you. It was like everyone had just… decided to go easy on you, but not without teasing you one more time.

You cleared your throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure. “Alright… Chaewon,” you said, your voice a little shaky but still steady. “Truth or dare?”

Chaewon raised an eyebrow, obviously intrigued. “Dare,” she said, her voice full of confidence.

You swallowed hard, trying to think of something—anything—that would make her flustered in return. But the truth was, you couldn’t think of anything that would compare to how your face felt right now. You had no choice but to go for something simple.

“I dare you… to give me a compliment,” you said, barely able to keep your voice from shaking.

The room fell quiet for a moment. Even the members seemed caught off guard by your request. But Chaewon, always confident, didn’t hesitate for a second. She leaned forward, her eyes locking with yours, and her voice was soft but sincere.

“You’re honestly one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met, Y/N,” Chaewon said. “You’re not like anyone else. You might act like you don’t care, but I can tell you do. You’re strong… even when you don’t show it.”

You froze.

The room went silent for a moment, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. Chaewon’s words were unexpectedly kind, and they hit deeper than you anticipated. Your face was completely flushed now, the heat of embarrassment mixing with something else—something softer.

The group, noticing the shift, immediately erupted in teasing laughter.

“Aww, Chaewon, you’re soft,” Eunchae teased. “You’ve got a thing for Y/N, don’t you?”

You couldn’t look up, could barely breathe as you stared at the floor, your face burning.

Chaewon, on the other hand, was smiling again, but her smile held a hint of something more. She’d noticed it too. That shift. She’d caught you off guard.

[meo-eiru]

What's ur inspo for art? ur art style is so cute... any art advice?? Jajsjdkkaka, I understand if u wanna gatekeep 👁👁

I meant to answer this several days ago but couldn't find it in the sea of asks welp

Anyway as I mentioned before we don't gatekeep art related stuff in this household, artists help other artists.

Honestly it's hard to name an inspo but I do have artists I look up to a lot (this might be a bit long)

Kanisuke, you guys might be familiar with her, she's the artist of the upcoming yandere inside game Yandere Town. I know it's not out yet but I'm actually obsessed with this game and have even translated all the character intros (they are a bit old atp so there might be some mistakes) and actually if you see a Yandere Town related post high chance it's from me. Not only her art but I love her writing style as well.

Hakuri-sensei, their manga Sachi iro no One Room is definitely one of my biggest inspirations. I love the relationship between Sachi and her "captor" and it's the only manga I actually cried my eyes out while reading.

Tayu-sensei, all of their work for Yuugen Romantica (one of my fav drama cd series) are breathtaking and they've also developed even more since then, their current works are just so stunning and I love studying the way they draw hair

Shirahama-sensei, she👏is👏a👏queen👏 honestly I don't have much to say, go read Witch Hat Atelier it's an artistic masterpiece and a giant love letter to art itself

Furumi-sensei, another queen! She's the artist of my favorite Fate Grand Order character Ashiya Douman. I've even bough her art books before, honestly she is just so talented. I don't know what she was drinking when she came up with Douman but I need some of it

Usagi Routo-sense, another fgo artist AND JUST LOOK AT HOW INCREDIBLE THEY ARE AT USING COLORS LIKE??? HOW??? Their art is like cocain for my eyes I could look at them for hours

AU, one more fgo artist and oh my god guys this person right here is one of my biggest inspirations just look at their drawings. I'm not kidding I actually spent hours just inspecting how they shade outfits. I'd sacrifice my soul just to get a chance to watch them draw live

☝︎ FAN, an Ashiya Douman fanartist and god guys the comics they draw!!! They are the cause of some of my current biggest fetishes ngl

Oyo-sensei, an fgo artist and is also the main artist of 18trip. They have such a clean art style that's very pleasing to the eye. I especially love the reference sheets they draw.

Shibatora-sensei, she is the artist of my FAVORITE drama cd series Shinai naru Thanatos and my overall favorite yandere character from any fiction Seo Eito. Honestly if you know me irl probably the first thing you'd mention about me would be my chronic Shinai naru Thanatos addiction because based on what everyone says I start speaking about it within 2 weeks of meeting someone new.

ORKA, the artist of A Stepmother's Marchen. Anyone who knows that manhwa probably knows why she's on this list, her art has so much soul and passion in it, literally every single panel looks like a painting and it makes me want to cry just looking at it

82 Pigeon, an incredible incredible Korean artist, I think they also give art lessons? I really tried to get them but couldn't figure out how. They also have a youtube channel and I learn a lot just by watching their speedpaints

[stonedficz]

✰ star shaped ✰ ch. 3 ❛is what i know true?❜

[schlatt x streamer!reader]

ch. 1 / ch. 2 / ch. 4

a/n: this is mostly revised. if you see something - it’s more than likely intentional. like and comment! luv u all! eat up bbs, momma made DINNERRR

You were both up all night.

You were planning. Podcast ideas, videos, scripts, guidelines, blog posts - everything. You planned to make the best of the opportunity you were offered with your favorite person, your crush, your everything. You had so many feelings about him. Parasocial love, deep admiration, all of it. You were obsessed. He was a star.

He couldn’t stop thinking about you.

He didn’t know why. His feelings swirled in his chest, making their way down to his stomach. He played with the hem of his shirt for hours as he sat at his desk, catching up with b-t-s work for things like GamerSupps, his pc company, and his channels. He almost felt anxious. Anxious? Him? Sometimes, but rarely. His stomach twisted in a knot the more the thought of you came into his mind.

“The fuck is wrong with me,” he breathed out heavily, glancing down.

2:00 am

“Shit.” He leaned back in his desk chair. “I’m hungry as fuck, I don’t know why I’m still up, AND I can’t do shit till tomorrow because everything’s fucking closed.”

riiiiiiiiing, riiiiiiiiing, riiiiiiiiing

click

“Ted?”

“Yea bud, what’s up? Everything alright? You never call this late. Hell, you barely call.” Ted tiredly chuckled through the phone.

“Look, iii don’t know man, somethin’ just…” he sighed in confusion, holding his forehead with one hand.

“Genuinely, Schlatt, are you okay? Like do I need to call someone or is this just.. stress?”

“No man, I’m fine. Fuck. I just, did something and I’m not stressed I’m just - God, I don’t even fucking know. I think I’m just hungry. I didn’t do anything BAD, I just, y’know, made a choice and now I’m unsure, I guess.” He sighed, leaning back into his chair.

“As long as everything’s fine, then okay. Go get some grub man. Maybe smoke some weed, if you want. If only you were in LA...” Ted’s voice gradually raised in playful pitch till Schlatt interrupted,

“Alright, fuck you.” He chuckled.

click.

That was how most of their calls went. He got up and towards the kitchen, setting his phone down to grab some leftovers to heat for a late dinner. He looked back down at his phone while his food was in the microwave.

"shit." he ran his hand over his face, hearing the microwave beep. His eyes were locked onto his phone. "What is it with me tonight?" he spun around to open the microwave door and retrieve his dinner, when all of a sudden, he heard a

ding.

His eyes darted to his phone. Who could it be? He didn't have notifications on for anything but friends, and everyone he knew was asleep, or busy.

His eyes squinted.

From here (the microwave) he could see an icon on the notification. Instagram. Now, who would be messaging him at this hou-

He saw the username.

-

cookkizkill

hey! sorry for sending this message so late, but I got the pod map together. just a bunch of ideas. i'd like your thoughts on them when you get the chance! let me know if you'd be avaliable to call sometime tomorrow (really, today, since it's .. the morning)

-

He hesitated.

He shouldn't reply now. It was unprofessional. It would make him look bad. Well, maybe not bad, but weird. He shouldn't reply this fast to someone he didn't know.

But he felt like he knew her. Six months of reading messages, having one sided conversations through donos, and watching her youtube videos - it all added up to a perceived feeling of knowing.

"Oh God." he looked down at Jambo in defeat. "I'm a parasocial freak, aren't I, Jambo? Am I just like her?"

"Mow."

"Fuck you too, you little shit." he sighed heavily and picked up his phone.

There was no use in hesitating. If bad things were to happen, they'd happen no matter what they did. The same for good things. His small actions - so long as they were well-meaning - truly were just that. Well-meaning. He had nothing to lose. God only knows he WAS the uncancellable man of youtube, anyways.

-

cookkizkill

i also wanted to say thank you. i don't want to run you off with any sentiments, but I genuinely appreciate you offering to do a collab with me.

something like this both means the world to me, and has the chance to change my life. I've been watching you for a long time - to have an opportunity like this - something like you were given, makes me really happy and proud of myself. im super excited to get to do this pod!

jschlatt

i appreciate that. You're a sweet kid. We can call in the morning, go ahead and add me on discord @.jschlatt and we'll get to talking. I'll be ready to discuss everything by 11. My lawyer got the papers back from you so everything is good to go.

-

He could go to sleep now. He was okay. Whatever he felt earlier had mostly dissipated.

You blacked out after reading that text. Literally, from exhaustion and shock, your nervous system just powered down and helped you out. You had been laying in bed thinking about him, this, and all your feelings for hours. Hours. You hadn’t eaten dinner, you were losing your mind, and the worst of it was, you didn’t even take a shower. You were gonna be so pissed when you woke up. Oh, no, you weren’t. You were gonna call Schlatt. How could anything upset you?

Schlatt ate his leftovers and went on with his night, very quickly falling asleep after finally eating.

Eleven a.m. couldn’t come any faster.

-

You were ready by 9. Dolled up, dressed to the nine, perfectly calculated with notes, thoughts, and words (as well as some fan questions teehee), sweating in anticipation of meeting your favorite person - your role model, etc. You couldn’t imagine what this would be like. You got prettied up just in case it was a video call, but you figured knowing him, it would be audio only. Knowing him..

Did you?

Who’s to say he’s never been true to himself online. Maybe, even theweeklyslap project was simply to provide an alibi. He could be fake. You could be getting scammed. God, that would hurt. You’d drop out if this was fake. In fact you’d probably do meth, if this turned out to be fake. It would rip you apart.

You wished he would rip you apart. If you could even get into the same area code as him, it might satisfy you. There was a growl deep inside of you that wanted him. Not particularly sexually, either, but something that ached. You were desperate. Humiliatingly so.

You didn’t know what it was. His hands? Arms? Shoulders? Posture? Face? Whole body? Irresistible personality? Maybe it was because he acted like a douchebag. You liked douchebags, based off all your ex-boyfriends. Maybe he was as sweet as condensed milk, and he just didn’t show it.

Maybe he was what you wanted. Maybe he wasn’t. You didn’t know - nor did you care. The clock struck eleven, and you saw his user come online. You called at 11:00:30. Thirty seconds past eleven, so as to not be overtly early.

He probably didn’t notice.

He did.

“hiiii!” you exclaimed happily, and sweetly.

“Hello, hello. How’s it going this morning?” he chuckled sweetly. He had a gamersupps shaker in hand. On brand.

(Yeah, he had no clue you were recording this whole conversation. Teehee.)

“It’s so good! I’m so excited! This is an amazing experience, being able to discuss a collaboration with my role model. How is your morning? Have anything good to eat?” your heart was pounding out of your chest. Your hands wrung themselves under the desk you sat at.

“Well, you’re one for small talk, huh sweetheart?” he smiled and chucked. “I had some eggs. They were pretty good. Seasoned ‘em well too. What about you?”

‘oh my god’ you bit your lip as you nodded and ‘mhm’d’, though he couldn’t see you. ‘he’s so.. UGH.’ your stomach flooded with butterflies. It’s everything you hoped it would be, in these first 4 sentences. That is, meeting him.

“Ah, you know me - too busy grinding to eat. I just had a snack.” you smiled and laughed, opening up your notes. You were shaking. Vigorously. Something about this - what was it? You couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

Was he flirting?

No, never. That’s not like him.

Well…

“Take it from me, good meals fuel the soul. You need ‘em to make good content.” he sighed. “Now- why don’t you hit me with your ideas here? Whatcha thinkin’?” he purred slightly. He genuinely sounded excited to talk about this proposed podcast ep.

‘oh my god. his voice.’ you groaned in your mind. This was almost painful. You were given exactly what you wanted, unfortunately. You got your cake.

Now you can’t eat it.

“So - here’s my thoughts.” your voice shook. Oh, God, were you going to reveal your hand? How nervous you were?

“I’m thinking we do a cooking episode. Y’know, how you guys did those video podcasts? But the kicker - we’re at our own places trying to cook the same recipe, seeing who can get it closest to the original picture, and or taste.” your voice continued to shake. The look on your face was, needless to say, scared. You were so nervous. The performance anxiety got to your bones - terminal. You felt like you were drowning in emotion. You could scream, cry, shake vehemently, all the big things.

Well, at least your camera wasn’t on.

“Ooh. Okay, okay. I like the idea so far - Jambo, fuckin’ stop - shit, hold on.” you heard him rustling. “Look at this fucker.”

He turned his camera on.

He held jambo to his chest and face. Your jaw dropped, and your eyes shot open. You were SO screen recording this. Quickly, however, you collected yourself and turned yours on too, snatching your own cat from beside your chair so fast he almost got whiplash.

“OH MY GOOOOODDDDDDD!” you screeched. “I love Jambo!” you shot your head back while you held Jeremy (the cat) on your chest. “I love your cats.”

The next words to leave your mouth would be life or death.

“You like my pussy?” you chuckled, rotating the chair enough for Jeremy’s dumb face to be visible in the camera. This was a terrible, terrible joke to make during your first impression.

His eyes went wide for a split second. Involuntary. You caught it.

He hoped you hadn’t.

He shut his eyes, tipped his head, and jutted out his lower lip in appreciation for the bit. Jambo head butted him.

“Dumb fuck, that wasn’t meant for you.” he scoffed, putting Jambo down. “Anyways, I do like the idea. I think that would be good for my first cameo on your channel - y’know, just to tease the people.” he tipped his head to the side in thought out approval and nodded.

“I appreciate that!” you smiled with your whole face, breathlessly.

‘wait.

first cameo? FIRST? FIRST? WHAT THE HELL DOES HE MEAN FIRST?!’

“You know I gotta ask, though -“ your breath hitched. You couldn’t breathe. You coughed impulsively to try and make yourself have the strength to speak. “What do you mean by ‘first cameo’?” your lips twitched into a small, knowing smile. God, he was easy to read sometimes. You knew him too well parasocially.

“Oh, you know what I mean sweetheart. Don’t play dumb.” He furrowed his brow and looked directly at the image of you on his screen with a small smile, “Your fans - even if there isn’t a million of them - all know you love me. How insane would it be for you to show them you know me? Either way, I’m down to collab more because I have an appreciation for what you do. You stay true to yourself, it’s something to respect.” one hand rubbed his obviously freshly trimmed chops.

‘did he shave to call me? was his plan all along to show his face?

did he want to see mine?’

You were silent. Awestruck. Breathless. All of it. How were you SUPPOSED to react?

“Schlatt, how did you feel - “ you choked slightly. “- how did you feel when you met your idol, Mr. Sark?”

“Like I was gonna shit my pants. Why? Did you shit yours?” he chuckled, taking a sip. He smiled slightly deviously.

“Yeah. It’s all over the floor. Actually, I shit so much that my cat drowned. You didn’t notice, but, earlier he jumped off my lap and fell right into it like it was quicksand. Gone forever.”

He chuckled breathlessly for just a few moments. “What the fuck are you even going on about?” His brows furrowed again as he continued to laugh for, like, no reason.

“You’re fuckin’ stupid. I think we’re gonna get along.”

“I’m glad you feel that way. and YES, I almost did piss myself. This is all just - I don’t know, it’s cool! This is my dream, getting to meet you. It’s insane to me that I was granted this INSANE wish. I feel like I don’t deserve it.”

“Maybe you don’t.” he sighed. “Maybe you’ll never blow up, or get any semblance of a fan base -“ his words rolled of his tongue. He smacked his lips. “but, the opportunity is here. Are you gonna take it? Or are you going to revel in this idea; concept, even, that you just don’t deserve it?

Make the best of it. If this doesn’t help you out, at least you met your ‘idol’, and gained an acquaintance.” he raised his brows as he looked closer to the floor in thought, pursing his lips.

He’s said this before.

To who? He wasn’t the sentimental type, from what you could tell. Not for a stranger.

Is some of this what he told himself all those years ago? When he first blew up?

“You give some good advice. I feel like I’m on theweeklyslap. This is, well, an honor.” you smiled sweetly. The more you talked to him, the more calm you got. You were still excited, but something about him told you that you were safe. “Let’s plan to do this next week? Next Wednesday, if you’re free?”

“You call, and I’ll be ready, toots.” he nodded his head with his brows furrowed in serious sentiment.

He let a small smile crawl onto his face. You knew he was looking at you again.

Your eyes squinted as you smiled in intrigued confusion. “Perfect. I’ll call Wednesday. I’ll send all the nitty gritty details over so you can be really ready.” you nodded back, an even more confused, and apprehensively happy smile spreading across your face.

“See you then sweetheart.”

Click.

[vanteguccir]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤGALAXY GIRL * MATT STURNIOLO

SUMMARY　::　where Matt has a crush on Y/N, an influencer extremely well-known in the USA, but when she goes to the Zach Sang Show, Matt discovers that she also has a crush on him. When the two meet at a party, how will Matt react?

FEATURING　Matt Sturniolo x reader　REQUESTED?　yes.

WARNINGS　::　none.

AUTHOR'S NOTE　::　that is my work, I DON'T authorize any form plagiarism; copy, "inspiration" or translation! | english isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

"Hi beautiful people! I'm Zach, and that is Dan, and welcome to the studio for the first time after many requests, Y/N!" Zach began with his standard intro, the camera moving away from him and onto Y/N, who was sitting comfortably on the couch facing her microphone.

"Hii, wow... I've lost count of how many nights I've spent hours watching your show, Zach, so being here is an honor! Thank you so much for having me." Y/N spoke with a smile on her face, her eyes shining with excitement.

"It's amazing to have you here too. Believe me, the honor is ours." Zach replied, smiling just as much. "But tell me, how is life? Crazy, I imagine." He asked with a smile, taking in Y/N's features.

"Don't remind me, literally crazy! As I have Instagram, Tiktok, and YouTube to manage and post content every day, at least in one, I haven't had time to stop much, you know?" Y/N spoke while gesturing with her hands. "But it's been incredible. Over the past five years, I've loved every moment of it."

"I can only imagine, especially since you have a knack for fashion too, right? I see you a lot at events." Zach commented, taking a sip of his water.

"Yes, exactly. My content is a little bit of everything: humor, fashion, relationships, makeup, Q&A, day-to-day life, etc. I like this really mixed stuff." The girl let out a laugh when she finished.

"Yes, I think that's what attracts so many audiences to you too, right? You have subjects that cover all audiences." Zach commented, receiving a nod from the influencer. "And tell me a little about how it all started, from the beginning."

"Well, I've always been a person who loved to talk, my friends at school joked that if I sat next to an unknown person for ten minutes, within the first minute I would come up with a random topic and start a conversation." Y/N smiled when she heard Zach comment that that was something super interesting and traits of an extroverted person. "Plus, I've always liked having an audience and social media. I had Musical.ly many years ago, where I posted short makeup and hair videos."

"Wow, Musical.ly, I completely forgot it existed." Dan commented, laughing along with the other two.

"Yes, it looks like it was a crazy dream." Zach nodded, glancing briefly at Dan before returning his gaze to Y/N. "I saw some videos from that time. You once mentioned that you took makeup courses, right?"

"Yes, I took makeup courses at Make-up Forever Academy while I was at school. It's always been my favorite hobby." Y/N said, as she stirred her Starbucks coffee cup, her drink still warm. "And on Musical.ly, I only posted that, but over time, the app lost popularity, and people started looking for me on Instagram. At the time, my Instagram was pretty empty, I didn't post almost anything there, just some also makeup things. But then, I needed to change that since Instagram gave me a lot more tools to create more expansive content. It was the moment that I completely lost my shyness with cameras, you know? That's when I started talking about other things besides makeup and hair, and the audience grew. Famous people started following me as well, I remember I panicked about that." She paused, laughing, accompanied by Zach, who was listening intently.

"And my followers started asking for a YouTube channel, where I could make longer videos and each one about something specific. I thought a lot about it, but I took courage and created my channel, and it totally exploded, almost all of my followers from Instagram started to follow me there, but on YouTube the number of people doubled."

"It caught the attention of the public who only used YouTube, right?" Zach commented, nodding in understanding.

"Exactly! And I was just with this two social medias for a few years, until I discovered Tiktok, that's when I discovered that it was like an improved Musical.ly, and that a lot of people made content just on it. I remember thinking: why not? I was already fully on the Internet, and it wouldn't hurt to have another social network. The audience continued to grow, and there were shares all the time, likes, and comments, and with that, we reached 16 million subscribers on YouTube and 6 million followers on Tiktok and Instagram." Y/N finished, her face showing a smile as she momentarily remembered her long journey there.

"Your history with the Internet is truly incredible, you are one of the biggest influencers in the United States and well known all over the world, having started at 15 years old and fighting to grow and gain your own space." Zach praised, clapping playfully as Y/N waved her hand like it was nothing, her face turning red in embarrassment. "But you mentioned a subject I wanted to bring up: celebrities." He said, laughing when he saw the girl take on a fearful look.

"Jesus, what are you going to say?" Y/N asked with a smile on her face, she had already opened up her life and tastes so much to her audience, that she knew she would definitely have said something about celebrities that she didn't remember at that moment, but that Zach would bring up.

"There was a video on Tiktok where you were answering a question from a fan, who had asked what your favorite YouTube channel and your celebrity crush were." Zach began, approaching the microphone to his face. Y/N widened her eyes, taking a sip of her drink to hide her expression, vaguely remembering the video in question. "And you answered that your favorite channel was the Sturniolo Triplets and that your celebrity crush was Matt Sturniolo, is that correct?"

"Oh my God." Y/N muttered, hiding her red cheeks in her hands. "Yes, it is." She let out a nervous laugh. "The triplets are super funny, I just love their content! I'm not going to lie, I've never missed a video of them. I saw that Chris came here this year, right? I think their journey with YouTube is incredible." She said, Zach nodding as he confirmed that Chris had been on the show recently.

"They really are incredible people. Their content is gold. But, is Matt still your crush?" He asked again, looking at her with a smile on his face.

"You're not going to let this go, are you?" Y/N asked as she smiled sheepishly. "Yes, he's still my crush. I mean, have you seen that man? He's hot, has an incredible sense of humor, and is kind! Just perfect, just no more than Harry Styles." She counted the characteristics mentioned with the fingers of her right hand, laughing when she mentioned the British singer, trying to take all attention away from her admission about her crush.

"Yeah, guys, it seems like if you're not Matt, or Harry, you don't enter Y/N's list." Zach joked, looking at the camera, receiving laughs from the other two there.

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The triplets were lying on the sofa in their home, each in a corner of the space, while using their phones. Sounds of tiktoks and reels echoed through the walls.

Nick was on his tiktok, browsing his For You, watching the millions of edits that his fans made for them, some videos of other subjects appearing from time to time. The boy let out a laugh when he saw an edit of himself with clips taken from the last car video, double-clicking on the screen to give it a like before scrolling his thumb up, Y/N's voice suddenly sounding from his phone.

Nick took his thumb away from the screen momentarily, paying attention to what one of his favorite influencers was saying, smiling as he heard her tell a little about her history with social media.

His smile was replaced by wide eyes seconds later when the girl's comment about his channel with his brothers and about Matt sounded.

"What?" He asked loudly, catching the attention of Matt and Chris, who had confused looks on their faces.

"What what?" Chris asked, locking the screen of his phone and tossing it to the side.

Matt only looked up from his own phone screen momentarily, returning his attention to his Instagram feed.

"You know Y/N?" Nick asked, his eyes darting from Matt to Chris quickly.

"That super famous influencer that Matt has had a crush on for years? Yes." Chris agreed, nodding his head as he adjusted himself in his seat, receiving a slap on the arm from his brother, who lowered his cell the moment the girl's name left Nick's lips.

"She knows who we are, and not only that, she talked about us on Zach's show." The redhead said with wide eyes.

"Zach Sang?" Matt asked, receiving a nod from Nick, who got up and walked closer to his brothers, sitting between the two and raising his phone, increasing the screen brightness and volume before hitting play on the tiktok again.

The video was a compilation of the show's favorite moments with the influencer. The triplets watched in silence until they got to the part where Y/N talked about her channel, also confirming her crush on Matt. Chris quickly turned his face to Matt with his mouth open in shock.

"Matt, THE Y/N has a crush on you." Nick reinforced, pausing the video and turning to his brother, who had wide eyes as he looked at the phone that had Y/N's face on the screen, a disbelief look on his own face.

"That's crazy." He muttered, shaking his head in denial. "It's not possible that my longtime crush has a crush on me, too. That only happens in movies. Right?" Nick rolled his eyes at the comment.

"It might be crazy, but it's not a lie. She wouldn't talk about our channel and reveal her crush on you if it was a lie or a joke." Chris commented as he fixed the hood of his sweatshirt, earning a nod from Nick.

"Next week, there will be that huge and super chic party for the biggest influencers and YouTubers in the United States here in LA, and we received an invitation. I'm absolutely sure she will be there. It would be a great opportunity to make contact with other YouTubers and get to know her, maybe even ask her to participate in a video with us." Nick reminded his brothers of the invitation, locking his phone screen and looking at the two.

"Are you sure about that?" Matt asked, an expression of uncertainty on his face. Out of the three, he was the least fond of parties, although none of them were very fond of it either.

"It would be great for the channel, Matt." Chris reinforced, shrugging. "It wouldn't hurt to try. If we don't like it, we can leave right away. But meeting Y/N seems amazing to me right now, and it would be a great opportunity for you."

"Okay."

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"Are you guys sure about this?" Matt asked after turning off the key in the ignition, keeping his hands on the wheel as he looked ahead, his ears picking up the loud sound coming from the party.

"Matt, it's just going to be a test, okay? It's interesting for us to make more contacts." Nick responded from the backseat, resting his hands on the sides of the front seats as he looked in the rearview mirror, waiting for Matt to look back.

Matt looked up, focusing on Nick through the mirror, who had a neutral expression. The boy shifted his gaze to Chris beside him, who was already looking at him.

Chris offered a reassuring smile, taking his left hand to Matt's right shoulder, squeezing the area.

Matt exhaled deeply as he mentally prepared himself. It had been years since he had attended such a big party.

It didn't take long for the triplets to get out of the vehicle. Matt locked the doors before they started their walk to the mansion where the loud sound of pop music was coming from.

Nick quickly pulled from the pocket of his jeans the invitation he had received in the mail that stated his and his brothers' names on expensive-looking paper and beautiful writing, holding it ready to present to the security guards at the front.

After being granted entry, the three entered the house, stopping for a few seconds at the beginning of the living room while their eyes traveled over the people there, recognizing some of their social media.

The mansion was extremely chic, decorated with golden tones and diamond chandeliers, long marsala red curtains covered the huge windows and columns that resembled those of Greek temples were spread throughout the space, along with two staircases in each hemisphere of the room with wooden handrails and a red carpet that led upstairs.

Youtubers, influencers, and celebrities filled the space, talking or dancing, some drinking, dressed in extravagant and expensive clothes.

Chris surreptitiously pointed to a specific point, making his brothers look there.

"That's Y/N, right?" He asked, earning a nod from Nick.

To Matt, the earth seemed to have stopped spinning, and the world seemed to have become static. The celebrities in the room suddenly stopped, the sound became muffled, and the smell of drinks and perfume disappeared. His breathing seemed to catch, and his throat felt dry.

Y/N looked perfect, having opted for an all-silver outfit: a mid-length skirt with a thigh-high slit from Diesel draped in synthetic silver along with a white crop top also from Diesel adorned her body. A pair of thin silver high heels decorated her feet, complemented by a silver Diesel bag and jewelry in the same color.

She looked like she came out of one of those galaxy movies, but much prettier than its characters.

Matt could have watched her from afar for seconds or minutes, just admiring her beauty and every detail of herself, but it still seemed to be too quick for his liking. Nick woke him from his hypnosis with a weak slap to his chest, getting his attention.

"You definitely don't know how to disguise it." He commented, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up, Nick." Matt responded quickly, frowning and briefly looking at Y/N again, before turning to his brothers. "I'm going to get something to drink, are you coming?" He asked, needing a cold soda at that moment.

Chris nodded, answering for himself and Nick, following his middle brother to the bar that was in the separation between the kitchen and the living room.

The space was extremely chic, a circle-shaped bar with a gold colored counter decorated with details in yellow and navy blue tiles, giving an air of wealth. At the front there were stools with synthetic gold upholstery and at the back, after the space where the bartender circulated, there was a large circular and high table filled with all types of drinks, including the most expensive ones.

Matt leaned his hips against the counter, choosing not to sit down, and glanced briefly at the bartender.

Nick sat on the stool next to him and Chris sat next to Nick, the two starting a conversation about a subject that Matt didn't pay attention to, his attention focused on the people around him, or rather, on one specific person.

His blue eyes went back and forth to Y/N's silhouette, admiring her from afar as he wished to be by her side, accompanying her and being the person she was talking to.

The girl next to Y/N and who had been talking to her since the moment Matt entered the room walked away, saying something while blowing an air kiss to the influencer, who smiled in response and turned around, facing where Matt was, but not looking directly at him, running her eyes around the people while taking sips of her drink, probably alcoholic.

Matt took a deep breath as he gathered his courage, straightening up and starting to take long steps towards the girl, crossing the room and passing among the famous people there.

"Matt, what do you want to- Matt?" Nick began, turning to where Matt was and stopping mid-sentence when he saw that his brother was no longer there.

"He's on his way to get his pot of gold." Chris commented, poking Nick with the index finger of his left hand and pointing at Matt, who was already approaching Y/N.

The brunette stopped next to Y/N, turning so that he was also facing the people around and shoulder to shoulder with her, a few centimeters between them. His hands were in the front pockets of his jeans as he breathed slowly, trying to calm his nerves.

And then her voice sounded like it was the easiest thing she'd done all day. Her voice was silky in person, so inducing that it sent goosebumps across Matt's skin.

"You were working up the courage to say hi..." She lifts the glass, taking another sip, her lips shiny with gloss and bright red lipstick, her tongue escaping her mouth momentarily, licking the residue of the drink there. "Or would you just stare at me all night?" She turned around, facing him.

Matt almost choked on his own saliva as he heard Y/N confirm that not only had she noticed he was there, but she had also noticed that he had been looking at her this entire time. A weight settled in his chest. Perhaps it was shame or lust due to the way she said that without reservation.

"I didn't mean to disturb you. You seemed quite engaged in your conversation." He made up an excuse, knowing full well that he could have gone to the girl from the moment he arrived, but his fear of what would happen held him back.

"Engaged? In a conversation about who here has the most money and fame?" Y/N threw back, furrowing her eyebrows.

Matt looked around them, stopping his eyes briefly on the girl who had previously spoken to Y/N and who was now watching the people with a gaze torn between judgment and desire. A loud laugh escaped his lips as he shook his head in denial, the pettiness of some people impressed him.

"For what it's worth, you're the only famous person here that interests me." Matt commented, his blue eyes focusing on Y/N's face, analyzing her closely. An expression of satisfaction came over his face as he saw a red color take over her cheeks.

"You flatter me, Matt." Y/N looks back at him, their eyes meeting for a few long seconds, before hers travel across Matt's face, mentally taking note of every detail she could notice in the few seconds.

The boy smiled arrogantly when he saw her eyes on him, receiving an eye roll in response.

"Do you like what you see?" He asked, his voice taking a deeper tone and his pupil dilating as his lips stretched into a smirk.

"Don't let it go to your head." Y/N responded as she scoffed playfully, allowing the beginning of a smirk to emerge on the right corner of her lip.

At that moment, Matt felt like he could do something, anything, that would make her smile like that again or smile a bigger smile. He thought of a million possibilities of what he could say to cause that reaction in her, longing to feel the butterflies in his stomach again.

"You look beautiful tonight." Matt praised, his blue eyes traveling over Y/N's body momentarily, returning to her eyes. "Not that you just look beautiful tonight. You always look beautiful. But today you..." The boy tried to justify, getting caught on his words. "Look perfect."

A sigh escaped his lips, an apologetic look taking over his eyes as his right hand scratched the back of his neck lightly, feeling like a complete idiot for getting tangled up in front of the girl he has a crush on.

"I'm sorry, this isn't how I pictured myself meeting you." He groaned, looking at the ground in shame, hoping something would surge and save him.

"So you imagined meeting me?" Y/N smiled, feeling arrogant. She bit her bottom lip, feeling smug as she watched Matt blush and his eyes widen. "I'm kidding. You look beautiful tonight, too." Y/N let out a low laugh, returning the previous compliment, running her tongue between her lips, wetting them as her eyes traveled over Matt, pausing lingeringly on his exposed collarbone with the tank top he was wearing, the necklaces that decorated his neck made her mouth water.

Before Matt could even open his mouth to answer her, the sound of footsteps approached, catching both their attention. Y/N tore her eyes away from Matt's blue ones and looked ahead, seeing the same girl from before approaching again, holding herself back from instantly rolling her eyes.

The boy realized that the conversation would change direction and that, perhaps, he would no longer be included in it. A subtle sigh escaped his lips, and he tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans again, looking at Y/N briefly, realizing that she was already looking back.

"I'm sorry." She asked, pressing her painted lips into a thin line before a beautiful, wide smile replaced it. "Text me on Instagram. You will be my priority to respond." Y/N spoke before being gently pulled away by her "friend", turning her face back quickly and sending the brunette a wink before looking forward again.

Matt watched her from behind as her high-heeled legs took long, quick steps away from him, a goofy smile taking over his features. He would definitely send that text.

© vanteguccir

[v1lsxe]

𝓑ETTER 𝓒R ✷ ; intro

born under the southern sun with a heart full of poetry and fire, she grew up dancing through sun-drenched streets and scribbling lyrics on napkins. VIOLETA [...] has always been one of the most creative amongst her peers. well, passionate. passionate is the word. the kind of passionate that speaks with no rush, takes out her watercolors at 2 a.m, and falls in love with songs before the second verse. the kind that rewrites the world using a camera and the media that shapes her.

she's equal parts old hollywood glamour and barefoot rebellion - a walking contradiction wrapped in aguayo and smudged lipstick. violeta doesn't just live, she performs life, humming through the quiet and soaring through the chaos. always a dreamer, always a doer, she channels that fire into everything she touches, whether it's a song she's composing or a vlog capturing her latest musings.

and if you ask her where she's going, she'll probably say "everywhere" with a smile that makes you believe it.

violeta was born on the twenty-eighth of may, two thousand and four, in the warm, electric heart of santa cruz, bolivia—where the air hums with music and the streets remember everything. raised between cultures, sounds, and stories, she grew up with the kind of rhythm in her bones that couldn’t be taught. by the time she was seven, she was humming guitar solos and reciting poetry in two languages. by twelve, she was making films in her head and teaching herself three more.

now fluent in six languages and probably an actual genius (or so some of her teachers think), violeta is equal parts brain and heart—cultured, curious, and chronically creative.

A GIRL WITH HEADPHONES IN EVERY SCENE ✷ if you ask her friends, they might say her first love was her long-term boyfriend, ramón herarte. if you ask her, however, she’d tell you it’s music. because music is violeta’s first and truest love—classic rock is the religion, but she’ll find something to adore in almost any genre. if it makes her feel something, it makes the playlist. she plays guitar the way some people pray, and there’s always a song stuck in her head—though she’ll never complain about that. she’s got the kind of taste that makes people ask for her recommendations and then lie about having heard them.

CINEMA FOR THE SOUL ✷ film isn’t just a hobby, it’s a language. she watches movies the way some people read tarot—searching for signs, symbols, truths that hit too close to home. her mind holds scenes like stained glass, and she’s always noting the lighting, the way someone breathes between lines. she’s a romantic and a critic in equal measure. if it moves her, she’ll write about it. if it doesn’t, she’ll still find something to say. it was no surprise when she chose to major in film after graduation—everyone already knew the girl was born for the arts.

YOUTUBE: PART DIARY, PART REVOLUTION ✶ her youtube channel is a patchwork of her mind—video essays that spiral into poetry, vlogs that feel like long phone calls at midnight. it’s part film school, part diary, part nonsense. one week it’s a deep dive on coming-of-age tropes, the next it’s a quiet montage of city lights and thoughts she can’t quite name, and next is her ranking movies she watched this year based on how much they made her want to walk out the theater. nothing is ever just surface-level. every video is laced with feeling, framed like a scene, and backed by a soundtrack that always, always hits.

INK STAINED FINGERS & CALLOUSED HANDS ✷ when she’s not stringing together sentences or scenes, she’s probably playing guitar until her fingers ache or sketching lyrics in the margins of whatever paper is nearby. her notebooks are messy and sacred. she pours herself into every word, every chord, every late-night brainstorm that turns into a masterpiece before morning.

AT THE COURT ✷ oh, and she plays basketball, too. for the school team. she’s not loud about it, but when she’s on the court, she’s a force. focused, graceful, fast. the kind of player you don’t notice until she’s already made the shot. athleticism meets artistry—because of course it does.

violeta’s better cr !

[slushingkoala]

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐬 𝟒

Warnings || SFW . innuendos? . few mentions of sex . fluff

WC- 3.2k idk why i went on and on😭

꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂

You’d finally gotten yourself a new computer after months of putting it off. It was a pink Apple IMac that looked perfect on your desk, surrounded by your cute trinkets.

In your eyes, having a new computer meant you finally had an excuse to get sims 4 along with a ton of game packs and custom content.

So that’s what you did with your Friday evening, setting everything up on your sims 4 account so it would be perfect for you to play.

Saturday comes around, and you’re sat at your desk getting ready to spend the day playing sims 4.

Hamzah walks in looking fairly bored, but his face brightens once seeing you sat at your desk.

“Hey baby, oh, you finally got sims to work. You enjoying it so far?” As he says this, he gets closer and closer until he’s stood behind you, softly massaging your shoulders.

“Oh yeah I’ve got all my cc and stuff now I’m just about to make a sim.” you smile at him briefly before facing your screen again.

“You’re gonna be recording it, right? You’ve got that YouTube channel you never put to use. Not that I mind, of course.”

As he was rambling on about YouTube you realise it never crossed your mind that you could record this and post it. All your previous videos had just been vlogs from holidays and events with Hamzah.

“Yeah, you know what, that’s a good idea, I’ll do that. I’ll record it. You can even join me if you'd like?”

You’d feel a bit better having Hamzah join you for your first gaming video, he has his YouTube channel with over 800k subscribers, and you love his company.

“Are you sure? I don’t want all your fans to fall in love with me.” He’s so unfunny. How he says this stuff with a straight face confuses you every day.

“Just sit down, Hamzah.”

You guys both do around 3 attempts of doing an intro and keep failing due to you laughing your ass off at the face Hamzah does purposefully whilst waving.

“Hamzah I swear to god just wave without making that fuckass face.” You say between giggles, unsuccessfully keeping a straight face.

Finally, you get through the intro and onto character creation. You settle on a female character with a cottage core vibe that goes perfectly with the cottage living expansion pack.

You guys mess around for a bit then realise you should probably actually do something or else the video will just be you and Hamzah doing next to nothing for half an hour.

“Uhh, what if we do the 100 baby challenge or something?” You suggest this knowing it can be fairly entertaining and something to do.

“Yeah, sure, let’s make our sim a hoe.” You choose to ignore Hamzah’s attempt of humor.

As soon as you find your first baby daddy at the bar and take him back to your place, to your horror once you click on the option to woohoo memories of last night come flooding back from when you decided downloading wicked whims was a good idea.

Hamzah’s eyes instantly widen as he gets flashbacks of when he played sims 4 with Mandy and Martin and had to deal with this mod.

“OH MY GOD gross get it off!” Hamzah shrieks as you click doggy style.

You just sit there laughing as the sims go at it and Hamzah shakes his head saying it feels wrong to watch.

Finally, your sim finishes love making and Hamzah sees this as an opportunity to be funny.

“Wanna recreate that tonight?”

A/N : hi! my last fic got positive feedback so thank you for that, i wanted to do something a bit more light and not smut and i love the sims 4 videos so why not this.

[w2soneshots]

i had an idea about ginge and reader doing like guess what the words mean, like british words since reader is from another country? if you get what i mean?🙈💗

Celebrity crush -Angry ginge

words: 0.9k+

warnings: make out sesh.

summary: you and your internet crush film a youtube video for your channel and it ends exactly how you were hoping it would.

notes: hiya babe! Thank you for your request🫶🏼. I didn’t specify where the readers from but they’re just not from the uk💘. I hope you enjoy!!🙂✨ (ps: at the moment I’m trying to post every other day but I’m posting this a day early so I can (all being well) post a george clarkey INside smut on Saturday…🤭)

Last night you flew to London for an event you were invited to, so you decided to shoot your shot and ask your internet crush if he wanted to film a video with you for your channel.

You sent Ginge a message through instagram dms and he replied almost immediately saying that he'd love to, to which you were very pleased.

It took him over four hours to get to your hotel this morning and you offered to pay for his gas, since it was for your video, but -being the gentleman he is- he out right refused so you didn't say another word about it.

When he arrived you were waiting in the lobby for him to park up. "Hi!" You smiled as he gave you a quick hug. "Thank you again for doing this," you added gratefully. "Don't be silly. I'm happy to be here," he replied with a sweet smile.

You took him up to your hotel room and gave him a, very quick, tour. You made small talk while you set up your camera in front of the window, to get the best lighting.

"Okay," you breathed out, "ready?" He nodded and came to sit next to you on the side of the bed. "God, this is so awkward. I hate doing intros in front of people," you admitted, laughing slightly as you adjusted yourself. He chuckled. "Just pretend I'm not here."

"Hey guys! Welcome back to my channel. Today I've got someone who's been highly requested... angry Ginge!" You announced to the camera. "Hello boys- and girls, probably mostly girls," he stumbled. You couldn't help but laugh, clearly he wasn't used to talking to your kind of audience.

"Since I'm not from the uk and don't know the slang I'm going to be guessing the British words and seeing if I can figure out what they mean!" you explained.

"Okay, first word," Morgan began, "knackered." "Knackered? Gosh. Uhm... like... tired?" You guessed. "Exactly that," he replied with a smile. "Really?! That was a total guess."

"Next, chuffed." "That's a weird one. Is it like a feeling?" You asked, trying to narrow it down. "Yeah, you would be 'chuffed' in reaction to something." "Right okay, maybe... disappointed? Like, I'm so chuffed I didn't get the job or something?" He let out a giggle, clearly you were wrong. "It means pleased."

You swiftly moved onto the next word. "Banger," he said. Your brows furrowed and then you straightened up. "I know this one! A sausage right? Bangers and mash." The room filled with Ginge's laugh. "You know what, fair play. It does mean that but mostly it means something's great, for example: that songs a banger." "Oh. I like the sausage one better," you said, slight disappointment evident in your tone.

"Peng." "Peng?" You thought you'd hear him wrong. "Mhm," he confirmed. "I have no idea. Give me a clue?" I asked. "Okay... your peng." Your brows furrowed. "Well, I'm hoping it isn't an insult, ugh- I haven't got a clue. Tell me?" "It means good looking," he replied. "So I'm peng yeah?" You playfully pushed his shoulder to which he turned slightly red.

After you'd been through quite a few words you decided to end the video so you closed it off by telling everyone to check out Morgan and that you'd see them next time.

You had some time before he needed to get home so you decided to go and grab some lunch. "So... how long have you been streaming?" You asked him as you sat in a small cafe, about to take another bite of your food.

He swallowed his mouthful before speaking, "since October twenty-twenty-two. When did you start your channel?" He asked and he seemed genuinely interested. "Around three years ago, just started filming whatever was popular at the time."

When you'd finished having lunch you walked back to your hotel to grab his coat and his little vlog camera that he'd left in your room. "I actually have something to confess," you began as you plonked down at the end of the bed, while he collected his things.

"Oh yeah?" That peeked his attention. "I had a huge crush on you," you told him since you probably weren't going to see him again so... what's the harm? "Had or still do?" He stepped towards you and your heart rate sped up.

You shuffled nervously. "I don't know, maybe I still do..." "that's good to hear." You could tell he was also a little nervous and he clearly didn't want to make you uncomfortable or overstep a boundary.

You stood and approached him, the atmosphere thick with sexual tension. You remained silent for a moment, the only sound being the uneven breaths coming both of your mouths. He cleared his throat. "Can I- uh-" "yes." You leaned in, finally closing the gap between you.

He immediately relaxed when your lips connected, you could feel the tension leaving his body. "I've always wanted to do this," he mumbled between kisses, one of his hands on your cheek while the other sat at the nape of your neck.

You placed both of your hands on his chest while you enjoyed the thing you'd thought about since you met him this morning. When you eventually pulled away you both unexpectedly laughed, for some reason you just couldn't fully take the situation seriously.

When you ultimately said your goodbyes he left you with a kiss on the cheek. You both knew you could never be with one another, since you live on different sides of the world, but life's all about having fun and why shouldn't you make out with your celebrity crush... right?

[loviebugzie]

"𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑺𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔!"◡̈ - sᴍᴏsʜ ᴅʀ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ

"Hey there! I'm Annelise Hecox! You may have seen me on Smosh or maybe even through my own YouTube channel... OR!!! maybe you have no idea who I am and that's why I'm doing this intro!! Lets go!!!"

ೀ Annelise Claire Hecox is a beloved cast member & the new Associate Producer for Smosh Pit ! Before you ask, yes, she is the little sister of Ian Hecox. You may have even seen her in early Smosh videos alongside her mom, most notably as that elbow-pad kid in Food Battle 2008. Having been very inspired by her brother(s) she decided to go to school for Film production and fell deeply in love with it. Upon joining Smosh she quickly captured the hearts of co-workers & fans alike with her quick-wit & bubbly demeanor.

ೀ On her off hours she is usually working on videos for her own YouTube channel; chaotically sewing costume recreations, the occasional historical piece, or cute starbit dress and talking about random topics while doing so. The most popular series she's working on being "i saw [ ].... im gonna make it."

ೀ At the smoffice you can find her either sitting alongside Kiana, hiding on the games stage, or huddling next to Amanda & Angela! Approach with caution! She is a certified yapper and a hugger. She can & WILL yap your ear off about anything & everything.

ೀ Fan favorite videos she appeared in include: Super Mario Brothers Reunion (as Daisy), The Chosen Multiverse Moose Master, Smosh VS Aliens

˗ˏˋ Fun Facts about Annelise! ´ˎ˗

୨ৎ I worked as a party princess all throughout university! (minus my senior year, busy with internships :p)

୨ৎ I LOVE Kirby!! Kirby's Epic Yarn is probably one of my fav video games and I have a tattoo of him!

୨ৎ If you see me around the smoffice you will 100% see a Pepsi either in my hands or on my desk at some point in the day. I always have one on me.

୨ৎ Got the nickname Smiles from Anthony. I'm just always happy to be here and as the nickname dictates usually smiling! (honorary sunshine of smosh pretty much)

୨ৎ LOVE roller skating! I just landed my first aerial last week!

୨ৎ I'm really good at portraying other cast members characters. Brianna Boho & The Chosen are the two I've been able to do really well. (At least from what I've been told.)

୨ৎ I've been sewing since I was really little, my grandma first taught me how! If I hadn't gone to school for film production I'm sure I would've gone for Costume design.

୨ৎ I have a twin sister, her name is Laura, and she is the coolest person I know.

୨ৎ I have 2 budgies, Luma and Peach! I also have a Staffy, Franklin AKA Frankie! They are my babies!!

୨ৎ I drive a 1974 Volkswagen beetle named Sadie. She has no heating (finally got her A/C to work), her paint is scratched in multiple spots, and she doesn't always start on the first try but I love her! <3

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

"Another bummer from Ian & Annelise Hecox."

"The smiblings if you will."

"Annelise stop-."

Okay I LIED!! I'm a LIAR!!! I wanted to yap more on this dr!!! Fuck it!!

This is for you @benniefranky !! ILY SM!!

Greatly inspired by: @rrezshifts @laylasverse @shiftingmouse & @miaojune !! I love all of your blogs so much and love hearing about your Smosh drs!! You all are so cool!!!

Dividers: @strangergraphics @uzmacchiato & @moosgraphics

All pictures from Pinterest!!

edited 03/23/25