#james marriott fanfiction

[sapphyrebur]

can i ask you a question..?

wilbur soot x reader

have you ever had someone kiss you in a crowded room?

Nights like these had become a common occurrence within your friend group. Both James and Lovejoy had been reaching incredible amounts of success and with their achievements came the inevitable celebrations. 

It was fun, it really was, and you were so incredibly proud of the boys for coming this far but sometimes your friends could be a little too much for you.

 James had agreed to host the party at his flat this time (a decision he would undoubtedly regret in the morning ) and the guests had wasted no time in making themselves comfortable. The living room furniture had been pushed aside to resemble somewhat of a dance floor and a deafening range of music echoed through the room. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be too drunk to notice the lack of aesthetic to the evening.

Amidst the crowd you could see Tommy throwing himself around to the music, he was a very energetic drunk which is scary considering how hyperactive he can be when sober. Niki stood next to him amusedly, attempting to keep up with his dancing through her laughter.

Slipping away from the crowd, you backed yourself into the corner of the room, letting a smile grace your lips as you watched your friends enjoy their time together. You often found yourself doing this during parties, when everything got too overwhelming you would slip away from it all, content to just watch the happiness that your friends had created for each other. And everytime, just like clockwork, you would be found by a certain tall singer.

“God, who thought it was a good idea to give that child alcohol?” he joked as he situated himself next to you.

“Leave him, he’s having fun!” you chuckled back, the both of you watching as Tom spun himself around, a bright smile present on his face.

“Yeah you're right,” he smiled fondly. “ the question is, why aren't you having fun?” he asked, turning so he was facing you. You mirrored his actions before replying:

“I am, I'm having fun! I just, it’s all a bit..”

“Too much?” he finished. 

“Yeah ” You whispered softly. You felt bad admitting it to him, you were to celebrate his band after all. 

Wilbur had once admitted to you that he felt undeserving of everything he had gained, that he felt as if he had to constantly be improving and one upping himself to prove that he deserved it all, to prove that he belonged. He’s a stubborn man and despite all your efforts to refute these feelings you knew they stayed buried in the back of his mind.

The silence remained peacefully between the two of you, eyes wandering across the apartment as bodies stayed facing each other.

Unbeknownst to you, brown eyes were trained onto your profile, delicately admiring its features. 

“You look really pretty, I've been meaning to tell you that for a while.” Wilbur admitted through a whisper.

“Mmmh, I think youre drunk Will.” you hummed, refusing to meet his eyes. Clearly that wasn't a good move as he tugged on your hand, urging you to look at him. 

“Hey, look at me,” he breathed out, pulling you closer “I’m definitely not drunk, I haven't had anything all night. I promise.”  The reassurance painted a deep crimson across your face.

“You meant it?” You questioned unsurely. Large calloused hands worked their way over your own, gliding lightly across your arms and up to your face, capturing both sides in between his palms.

“I meant it, you're beautiful.” he smiled tenderly, watching as you returned the action. The flush on your cheeks darkened and you ducked your head, trying to tame the flutter in your stomach. Wilbur laughed softly from above you as he moved a hand under your chin directing your vision back to him 

“Come on, don't go all shy on me now!” he taunted.

“Literally shut up, Wilbur” you laughed, pushing lightly on his chest.

“Yeah? Make me” He challenged, and you accepted. 

Hands grasped tightly on the collar of a silk white shirt, tugging lightly as scarlet lips met each other. 

As soon as it started, it was over. You swiftly pulled away, immediately regretting your actions. You looked up at Wilbur with wide eyes, terrified that you had accidentally crossed a line.

“Will, I’m so sorry, I should have asked, I-” Your profuse apology was cut short as warm lips crashed onto yours, familiar hands cupping your face. This time both of you allowed yourself to indulge into the affection, your hands trailing through unruly curls as one of Wilburs drifted down to your waist, holding you close. Falling into blissful ignorance, you both melted deeper into the kiss.

Unfortunately, your friends were not as ignorant to their surroundings.

“Oi! Get a fucking room mate!” Mark shouted as he walked over to the two of you, Ash trailing behind him. You hurriedly pulled away from the taller man, hiding your embarrassment of being caught by tucking your face into Wilbur’s neck.

“Seriously guys you're gonna act like this in front of us? Have some shame.” Ash exclaimed, the wide smile on his face showing that he wasn't being serious. This only heightened your humiliation, causing you to let out a muffled groan into Wilbur’s chest to which he promptly tightened his hold on you.

“Hey, we were minding our own business! No one said you guys had to get involved.” Wilbur quipped back to his friends. Mark looked at him incredulously before responding, 

“It was kind of hard to ignore mate, you weren't exactly being subtle.” 

“Yeah and who would wanna miss out on Wilbur finally being kissed by a woman? That kind of thing only happens once!” Tommy very kindly added as he approached the group

“What the hell man?” Everyone laughed at Wilbur's (slightly) feigned offence.

“If you're just gonna make fun of us please tell me so I can leave, this is humiliating.” you spoke up, eyes narrowed at the boys.

“Alright, fine,I'll back off.” Mark joked,putting his hands up in surrender

“No but honestly, we’re happy for you guys, this has been a long time coming,”  Ash admitted. The rest of the group happily agreed, all admitting that they had seen the chemistry between the two of you for a while and were waiting for you to act on it.

Sometime during the conversation James had made his way into the apartment, returning from a run to the shop to buy more drinks for his guests. He searched the room in hopes of finding one of his friends and promptly found the group of you huddled into the corner of the room. However, before he could begin to make his way over to you Tommy shot up.

 “James! Hey James! Guess what happened!” the blonde bounced up and down excitedly.

“I swear this kid is gonna be the death of me.” Wilbur groaned as he laid his chin atop of your head.

[kira-anon-uwu]

Tubbo tries to get his god damn divorce

word count: who fucking knows

summary: no

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"Tommy,just sign the fucking papers."

Tommy got on his knees, wailing at his beloved husband. "No, please! I'll change, I'll be a better man! What if Molly married you as well?"

"More marriage isn't going to fix the situation, just sign the divorce papers!"

"But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But-,", Tommy stuttered, wimpering, "But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But- But… Think of our children, Tubbo…"

He gestured to the corner, where James Marriott and Jack Manifold were sitting.

"Goo-goo ga-ga,", said James, in a very deep and monitone voice.

"Yeah, no, I'm not fucking doing this,", Tubbo sighed, in a very bitch-like manner, as he got up and left.

He decided to take a long walk, to clear his head and question how he got to this point, eventually getting his phone out and calling the only friend he had with experience in The Law.

Quackity waved as he answered, on facetime somehow despite Tubbo calling him on discord. "Hey man, what's up?"

"Hey, Big Q; do you know anything about divorce court?"

"Not a damn thing, I missed that class to watch a soap opera on stream. what'd you need?"

"Could you be my lawyer? I'm trying to get Tommy to divorce me, but he only wants to talk about kissing without tongue and balls."

"Yeah….. About that…….. I'm actually already his lawyer, so……….. Yeah sorry. Too bad you guys didn't have a pre-nup, bye!"

Tubbo sat there in incredibly shocked silence after the man hung up. Yes, sat; man decided to sit in the middle of the sidewalk to ponder where it all went wrong.

His phone pinged, and he saw a message from Quackity telling him that the 'consultation' he'd just gotten was going to cost him $1 million dollars.

Tubbo could afford that, he was a multi-millionaire and a Tory after all, but not having a lawyer on his side didn't leave him with many options. Well, he *did * have one…..

Murder was legal in the UK if the victim was Tommyinnit; the Queen had spoken it into law when she got her restraining order. May lizzie rest in peace, and all that

Tommy had invoked squatters rights in his efforts to 'save their marriage', and had refused to leave Tubbo's home at all times since every second was a second for him to be wooed. Tubbo had shoved him in the closet where he belonged, hence Tommy's lack of streams as of late, so it would be incredibly easy to murder him and claim his wealth.

More money to the hoard, since Tubbo was a rich Tory that disliked the poor. wow that rhymed, regular eminem in these parts.

Anyways Tubbo got home and committed a horrible, unspeakable crime that will not be spoken so he didn't have to put up with any more of tommyinnit's bullshit.

Dragging the corpse to court gave him an easy win, and a medal of honor for taking out one of the nations loudest people that kept up the corrupt politicians all night.

tubbo got the kids and money and married someone famous and hot. idk who pick some hot guy out of a movie that you'd ship with tubbo and that's his happy ending.

The end.

[lavenderstarsx]

ayyy

so for the past few days i have been writing a dsmp high school au fic. i just wanted to post it on here just in case anyone cared.

if you like crime boys, tnt duo, and clingy duo then i am pretty sure you will like it. :)

it mostly centers around tommy and wilbur.

lots of angst

i'm an okay writer but i’m really proud of this fic i also try to write a chapter every day that i can

so if you can check it out that would be great :)

[elizabarnes]

Will somebody please write James Marriott fics for me to read

[mcytblrconfessions]

now that we've finally realized the dreamteam fucking sucks, we need a new rpf ship to replace dnf. something with the potential to make it big, but still hated by like 30% of the fandom. something cringefail and fucking weird. something people can both woobify and make angsty. something for the gays but also for the wattpad straightgirls. something where the cc's flirt, yes, but basically have no actual chemistry outside of the fanfiction. i propose james marriott and charlie slimecicle

[skeletonbxnny]

Introduction / About Me

Name: bunny

Pronouns: No!!

Age: in bio!! (so i dont have to update it every year)

Sexuality: queer/gay

Hobbies: art, writing, gymnastics, fanfiction,

DNI: basic criteria. homophobes, racists, transphobes, ableists, fatphobes, anti therians, anti furries, any right wing aligned, proshippers, etc.

Interests: beanie babies, my little pony fim, Boy Meets World, bunnies & rabbits, fashion, lost media, makeup, tattoos, morute/dollcore, creepypastas, sims 4,

Music: Ethel Cain, Evanescence, Taylor Swift, Green Day, La Dispute, Ashnikko, Crywank, Quinn, Jazmin Bean, Otep, The Cramps, London After Midnight, In This Moment, The Pretty Reckless, Conan Gray, Baby Bugs, James Marriott, Monaleo, AJJ, The Front Bottoms, Bratmobile, Bikini Kill, Nirvana, Flo Milli, Arctic Monkeys, Motionless In White, Get Scared, 5SOS, New Years Day, My Chemical Romance,

Youtubers: Quackity, Tommyinnit, Slimecicle, James Marriott, Markiplier, Danny Gonzalez, Kurtis Conner, Drew Gooden, Jarvis Johnson, Jack Manifold, Blameitonjorge, Ted Nivison, Eleanor Neele, Noah Finnce, Ranboo, Tuv, The Right Opinion, (thinking of everyone is so hard)

let's be mutuals :3

I'm technically more goth but shhhh.

if you see me in anybody's notes please shut up :) thx xoxo

[jinx-blackout-84]

gaining followers again so time to post cringe.

My interests: qsmp. Bbhsmp (dsmp). Lovejoy music. James Marriott. Minecraft YouTubers. Fanfiction. Neopronouns. My hero academia. Hermitcraft.

IM CRINGEEEEEEEE

[mara-phelion]

"tag 9 people you'd like to get to know better"

i was tagged by @h0rriblebeing (thank you!)

three ships: dorym, imodna, callowmoore

first ever ship: ... cancer/capricorn (yes, the zodiac signs 😭) DON'T LAUGH AT ME PLEASE for context i used to go on wattpad when i was younger and unfortunately, i fell down into the rabbit hole that was anthro zodiac signs fanfiction <|3

last song played: car lights - james marriott (this is just such a masterpiece of a song i love it sm + the bridge makes me want to scream my lungs out during a late night car ride)

last movie watched: encanto (it was a rewatch but i swear i cry every time)

currently reading: you go first - erin entrada kelly

currently watching: bluey on disney+ and hells kitchen s21 on netflix :D

currently consuming: green tea infused with mint + some honey

currently craving: the motivation to start writing again for some important projects sushi <3

i have a few people in mind but if i tag you feel free to ignore, no pressure! @kindlingofsorts @3hobbitsinatrenchcoat @czpeterp @picachews @sweetsilentsteps @theplatinumcritter @fortunesfavours @typehere452 @biorust-art (mutuals beloved)

[bumbleleewrites]

About me, my Boundaries, DNI, etc.

I would prefer if you read these before interacting!

About Me:

- I am a minor (over 13).

- I'm genderfluid + unlabelled and I use they/them pronouns on Tumblr.

- I joined the DSMP/MCYT fandoms in April 2021.

- I'm Canadian and fluent in French!

- I've been playing the guitar for nine years!

Boundaries:

NO

- Flirting (even as a joke)

- Sending tickle videos/GIFs

- Sending sexual content of any kind

- Asking for personal information

Mutuals only

- Direct messaging this blog (for regular conversation)

- Asking to discuss tickling

- Tagging me in Picrew/Q&A chains, etc

OK for everyone

- Sending asks

- Requesting fics/headcanons when prompts are open

- Tagging me in posts that you think I'd enjoy/to give credit

DNI:

- NSFW or SFW k*nk/f*tish blogs. I am under 18. Go away.

- You have "minors DNI" in your blog description

- Adults over 25

- You post DSMP neg (Reasonable criticism is fine, but if you attack CCs for no reason, I don't want to see it.)

- Bigots

- I meet any of your DNI criteria

Who I will not write for:

Technoblade, Jschlatt, JustAMinx, James Marriott, Dream, CC!Skeppy, CC!BadBoyHalo, CC!Fundy, CC!Eret, CC!Aimsey, any creator who does not want fanfiction written about them

(This list will likely be constantly updated. As well, just because I will not write for soneone does not necessarily mean that I do not like them! It's just for personal comfort.)

What I will not write:

- Sexual or suggestive situations

- Bondage of any kind

- "Torture", or any scene in which a character is uncomfortable

- Feet tickles

- Romantic ships (unless canon to the DSMP; e.g. c!Karlnapity)

- Any request that makes me uncomfortable. I have the right to say no.

[memeulousbf]

FANFICTION MASTERLIST

feel free to send requests / suggestions in my ask box!

george memeulous

┆nsfw alphabet

┆please kiss my worries away

┆webcams

┆no alarms and no surprises

┆let us touch hands (like angels do)

┆pillows that feel like clouds

┆first time (fanart)

james marriott

┆let us touch hands (like angels do)

┆no alarms and no surprises

┆webcams

┆please kiss my worries away

will lenney

┆let us touch hands (like angels do)

┆pillows that feel like clouds

[automatedtellertellermachine]

Feb 1st 2024

i don’t know i woke up at like 3 in the morning i watched half of the percy jackson musical, and all the hermempires hermit recaps bc i was bored, i looked for fanfics, i got message on my blog that i have not responded to yet bc i don’t know quite how, i attempted to do my latin assignment then gave up and admitted that im falling off,

mrs lydia (my bus driver) is back so that’s good i’ve been thinking a lot about everything that doesn’t matter, i didn’t finish my math homework even though i said i would, i did actually log on to finch so that’s something mildly productive

1st, it about 8:37 and mr tag isn’t here yet so there’s a full class worth of people samding out here waiting, its mildly stressing me out but y’know im listing to james marriott during class we did the orange section of our page and me and Isabella are actually doing my idea :) we decided that is was more dialogue driven and then failed to understand how to write the dialogue bc it difficult and how do you show tone, and like how to you indicate who’s talking and all that. walking to second i saw both leanne and nicholae within like 30 seconds of each other

2nd, we had a sub, she seemed nice, we walked again, i talked to myself about the pjo show and how frustrating the changes are

3rd, i worked on changing all the things to be right for my 1st period assignment, i did not do the assignment what we are doing is to painfully easy and i couldn’t be bothered

4th read half apt chapter 6, then answered some easy ass questions then read solitaire more i am tori, i’ve decided that she is me, well not really decided we just so happen to be the same person y’know my sock won’t sit right on my leg and it’s annoying the hell out of me,

5th, slept most of the period then i played minesweeper and kinda taught annily how to play it but that’s about it

6th, not gonna lie grumio and clemens are kinda gay, what if i wrote fanfiction about them

7th, we had a sub, she was the same one as second period, ig that’s interesting, i’ve just now realized i have done nothing of subsamce the last like week, like i’ve read solitaire and that’s about it, i listen to music, i don’t do my work i read then i sleep, i guess i did my laundry but really that wasn’t so big ig like it was but also who cares really? its so interesting to see the changes in solitaire bc i read the 2012 version last and like as similar they are they are also quite different idk what im talking about anymore i’ve listened to more lovejoy in the past 2 days than i have in probably a few weeks.

why did i write so much today

[googunkyandgoobie]

Hello Silly People of Tumblr !!

I know I probably just appeared out of the blue on your feed because of Genloss or DSMP or something like that. So I think an introduction is in order!

┊❤️┊ Name?: Slime or Slimey Monster

┊🧡┊Nicknames: Sure!!

┊💛┊ Pronouns: Any !!

┊💚┊Fandoms?: Generation Loss, Dream SMP, Quackity SMP, MCYT, James Marriott, Wilbur Soot

┊💙┊What Can I Expect?: Theories, rants, fanart, Fanfiction and maybe cosplay about whatever I'm into at the moment

┊💜┊Other Social Media?: I'm so glad you asked!:

🖤 - Instagram: Sick & Jemmy (NOT ACTIVE ANYMORE)

🤍 - Fandom: XWhitepawnX

💖 - Discord: .timetravler (Display name is A Goopy Monster)

💘 - Twitter: A_Goopy_Monster

💫 - Twitch: Muffin_Time_

[aslimeymonster]

Hello Silly People of Tumblr !!

I know I probably just appeared out of the blue on your feed because of Genloss or DSMP or something like that. So I think an introduction is in order!

┊❤️┊ Name?: Slime or Slimey Monster

┊🧡┊Age?: 17

┊💛┊Pronouns?: Any (Mainly use They/It but any are fine!!)

┊💚┊Fandoms?: Generation Loss, Dream SMP, Quackity SMP, MCYT, James Marriott, Wilbur Soot

┊💙┊What Can I Expect?: Theories, rants, fanart, Fanfiction and maybe cosplay about whatever I'm into at the moment

┊💜┊Other Social Media?: I'm so glad you asked!:

🖤 - Instagram: Sick & Jemmy (NOT ACTIVE ANYMORE)

🤍 - Fandom: XWhitepawnX

💖 - Discord: .timetravler (Display name is A Goopy Monster)

💘 - Twitter: A_Goopy_Monster

💫 - Twitch: Muffin_Time_

Thank you !!

[topsshaggerwillne]

“We Watch: These Men Want To Be Bigger”

give credit if used

bonus because I think they’re cute

[damn-behzinga]

You Walked In And My Heart Went Boom

James Marriott X Reader

summary- reader and james have a heart to heart at two am.

warnings- swearing, my terrible writing

masterlist

a/n - sorry it's short I've been busy :^)

I rubbed my eyes, trying to pry the tiredness out of my eyes as I opened the door. I quickly became more awake as I saw something I didn't expect.

That something was James soaking wet from the storm that was happening outside.

A clap of thunder echoed throughout my flat causing me to quickly move to the side so James could enter.

"I'll make you a tea." I smiled softly as he made his way to the couch. I grabbed a towel as the kettle boiled before settling down in front of him and rubbing his face lightly with the towel.

James and I had met at Summer In The City and became unlikely friends. I was quiet, did more musical and painting videos; whereas James was loud and made videos talking about people's actions. So yeah, the two of us were unlikely friends.

"Want to tell me what's going on?" I asked as soft as possible, passing him his mug. "Or do you want to get some sleep?"

James sighed his eyes flickering as he debated in his head. He sighed before speaking, "Do you remember the first time we filmed together?"

"Of course I do." I smiled. "I offered you like a thousand drinks because I didn't know what to get you." I giggled. James snorted.

"We then ate biscuits and got really deep whilst talking about life." James chuckled. "I thought I had scared you off with the shit I came out with."

"You could never!" I laughed. A silence surrounded us. "You want to tell me what's going on? We can go to bed if you want?"

James didn't speak for a minuet. He needed to tell you.

"I fell in love with you." He whispered.

I stayed there, my mouth agape, trying to process the information.

"I didn't want to fuck everything up but you walked into my room with a massive smile and I knew I was fucked!" James' eyes never left his cup of tea. "I knew you would never love someone like me because- let's face it- we're polar opposites. There was a moment where I saw you smile and I thought, just for a second, maybe you could fall for me too," He scoffed, eyes watering. "But that'll never happen, will it?"

I felt tears well up in my eyes from the confession. "Oh James-" I sighed.

"Please, don't feel sorry for me." He groaned, his voice wobbly from unshed tears. "Can you go back to being my best friend and not the person I just confessed my love for?" James stood up and paced back and forth.

"James, I love you too." I smiled.

"Why?" He said, staring at me.

"Because you are the most caring, smart, handsome man I have ever met. You light up a room when you walk in it. You're funny and friendly." I stated a few things. "I love you too, and I am willing to try this relationship if you are."

"Of course I am."

[florencewritez]

The cycle

AN: hope yall doing good, i am tired and listenting to kids by mgmt and only kids by mgmt.

WC: 1543 Words 

WARNINGS: lowkey toxic relationship but lowkey the point. alexs jumper gets ruined

"I can't wait to do this again." That's what he'd said the last time we broke up, messing with his hair and casually scrolling through his Instagram. I'd rolled my eyes at the time, saying it was the last time he'd ever see me long enough to say a word to my face. He didn't even look up from a screenshot of a football match, barely even hummed.

At the time, I'd believed my words, pushing past a very confused Alex holding two cups of tea, mumbling an apology before I slammed the front door closed and fell to my knees crying. I hadn't stopped crying till a deliveroo driver had to awkwardly sidestep past me and asked if I was waiting for the food. The taxi drive home had been silent, only noises being my sniffles and incessant typing on my phone.

Y/n: I broke up with George for real this time.

Will: You always say that

Will: By the way did you spill tea on Alex? He's very upset about some expensive hoodie being stained or something

At the time I'd left Will on read, sending Alex a half hearted apology with a few hearts and clicking off my phone. It was then the taxi man turned in his seat and asked if I had had a rough day. I just nodded back, sniffing extra loud for dramatic effect. Yes, I had the worst rough day ever. First, George forgot we had a date, again, and I had to go to his flat to remind him. Then it turned out he'd forgotten to book the damn restaurant and we had to just go back and order takeout. It started with a simple comment of "Maybe we'd be eating actual Italian food and not fucking dominos if someone had remembered to book the restaurant," and spiraled into an extremely heated and quick argument that I can't remember half of. It was just spitting words in each other's faces, not meaning any of them, a crappy movie playing in the back. At one point, Alex came home and attempted to solve things with reason. Of course, such things aren't welcome during stupid fights and he quickly made himself busy with 'editing' in his bedroom.

By the time I'd stumbled in my apartment door, giving a half assed explanation to my very stoned roommate, the idea it was over cemented itself in my head. This time, I'd told myself, biting my lip till it bled, this time I'm not going back.

Easier said than done considering we're in the same friend group and have to consistently film together.

James: Hey y/n, Will wanted me to ask you to come over to his today to film if you're free

Y/n: Yeah I'm free. What's he need me for?

James: Probably a reddit video knowing him though the fact he asked all of us over is a bit suspicious, not to mention he made me text you instead of doing it himself

Y/n: What do you mean he asked everyone over?

James: Haven't you seen the groupchat? Alex, George and Mia said he asked them too. Knowing Will he'll need us for two minutes and then abandon us to edit or something

Y/n: Oh how lovely :)

And now I was here, sitting on Wills couch in between a very scared looking Alex and my ex of two days, listening to Will explain his video idea in great detail. I wish I could lie and say I was listening ever so carefully and definitely not hyper focusing on how George's fingers kept brushing against me accidentally as he moved to drink, wasn't taking notice of ever slight movement of his leg, inching ever so closer to mine. Every so often I'd dare flicker my eyes to his, always at the exact moment he happened to be looking my way. I'd just stick with Mia I told myself, hand curling into a tight fist and gulping, Mia would understand.

"Right so I'm going to film quickly with Mia first because she has to mind her nephew later, can't be late. Shouldn't be too long though so no one get any ideas and leave," Will announced, stating a wiggly Alex down at the last part. Mia stood up, saying she was fine with that. I gave her a pleading look, begging her to stay, to make an excuse and make someone, anyone else, go first. She only gave me a guilty smile back, following Will up the stairs, patting the watch on her wrist. Of course Will chose to film the one day Mia wasn't free for the day.

As soon as they were gone, Alex and James shared a look and quickly excused themselves to the kitchen, Alex nearly tripping over himself as he scurried away. Great friends I have.

For a moment, an awkward silence filled the air, heavier than any scientist thought possible. I gulped and tried to subtly move to where Alex had been sat before but only managed to make a disgustingly loud noise as the leather squelched under me. Curse the summer heat and it's strange sweat noises.

George looked at me properly for the first time, stupidly perfect blue eyes settling carefully on mine. "You look nice."

I squirmed. "Thanks. New skirt."

"Yeah I know, I bought it for you last week." Ouch. I physically cringed and heard George sigh beside me. "Can we talk?"

Crap, the true signal the cycle wasn't over yet. There was always the beginning, crazy and wild and perfect, the pinnacle of a young couple in love in the city. Then came the coziness, nights out turning into nights in and bars turning into movie nights. After that came the fizzle down period, usually lasting for about two weeks before one of us snapped and said it was over. A week later, someone would say can we talk then two minutes later it was back to heavy making out and laughter as the cycle begun again.

Of course this time would be no different, what was two days ago me thinking? This thing with me and George had been going on for nearly three years now, pissing off friends and fans alike with our mysterious relationship status. Still, it suited us pretty well huh?

So, I let out a breathe and nodded, curling my legs under me as I turned to face him.

"Okay fine," I agreed, resting my hand on the couch just near enough his for him to notice. "But only if we take it seriously this time."

He nodded, smiling softly for the first time I'd seen that day, lips turning up at the end and my stomach went all dopey, any hesitation melting away. He'd always have that effect on me it seemed.

"I'm sorry for forgetting about our date, I've just been pretty stressed lately with my upload schedule and stuff and it slipped my mind. It won't happen again." Of course it won't. Every-time we broke up, we never repeated the mistake again. Maybe one day, we'd run out of mistakes to make and things would be the perfect couple we wanted to be.

"And I promise I'll be more reasonable next time something upsets me. We should have mature conversations about stuff like this, like normal couples do." And I would if it meant never feeling that strange tightness that had filled me the past two days without him. One day, we'd get it right, I was sure.

"So does that me-" I cut him off with a quick peck to the lips, laughing when his eyes widened.

"Will you be my boyfriend George?" He didn't reply and only repeated my peck, my hands coming to rest in his hair as I deepened it to something more. "Do you think we'll actually make it to the end?" I asked between kisses, mumbling dangerously close to his lips, having swung my legs over his already.

"Jesus Y/n we haven't even been dating for two minutes yet, might be regretting my decision already." I chuckled, knowing that was his off handed way of saying 'yes of course'. I leaned back in, feeling his hands pull my waist closer before we heard an extremely loud sigh.

"Right next time you break up, wait until I put on something cheap yeah?" Alex groaned, turning back around and walking straight back into the kitchen, carrying two cups of tea again.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, leaning my for head against George's and relishing in the warmth that came with the contact.

"You know there's a new club open near here. We could go later?" His hands somehow found themselves intertwined with me. It was the same thing over and over again, the same old cycle.

I smiled. "My roommates gone for the night, you can stay at mine after."

It was the same cycle over and over and I lived for it, every part of it. One day, we'll get it right and maybe most of the excitement comes from wondering it this is the time we do everything perfectly. A spark in his eyes reminds me I won't care anyways.

I'm addicted to the cycle as long as it's with him.