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You are in love

Spencer Agnew x reader

A/N this was inspired by you are in love by Taylor Swift. Yes, I’m a big swiftie lmao. This isn’t so focused on the lyrics or anything specifically in the song. I just thought the idea of him realizing he was in love with his partner was really cute. This is gonna be a really short one but it’s cute. Simple but sweet:) also, forewarning. I do not get to heavily edit this, so you will have to overlook the typos. I have to go study for my exam tomorrow now. Hope you all have had/are having a good day<3

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Spencer realized he is falling harder and harder each day. It was so cliche but he felt like a teenager falling in love for the first time. He honestly felt like there was no time or use for things like this during this period of his life but then he met you. You were new two years ago to the cast. You were hired on in the art department and had to help Spencer out one day with something for one of his characters. It was like love at first sight for him, as cheesy as it is to say. You just had such a carefree energy. You were also always so happy. You were like a big cup of coffee. Anyone who spent any time around you was in the best mood and ready to kick the days ass.

“Hey loser.” You said as you flopped down in a chair beside his desk. It was the end of the day and usually, the two of you would go to his place and order food then watch something or play a game. Tonight, you two were going over to Shayne and Courtney’s home for a little celebration. “You ready to head out?” You asked giving him a soft smile.

Just your smile alone flooded his chest with the craziest butterflies. He felt heat flood to his chest and he smiled and nodded his head at you. “Yep, we’re going to Courtney and Shayne’s house, aren’t we?” He asked while turning his computer off and grabbing his stuff.

“Yes, I’m gonna go get absolutely plastered and you are gonna have to take care of me for the reeeeest of the night.” You said jokingly, throwing your arm over his shoulder.

Just you touching the man sent sparks flying throughout his body. “Yeah, right. You will take one sip of a drink, complain about it not being good, then give it to me to finish.” He said glaring at you.

The two of you headed out of the office hand in hand, to your car. You were in your head thinking about some of the stuff you had to get done tomorrow and realized someone was burning holes into the side of your head. You looked out of your corner of your eye and seen Spencer staring at you.

“Whatcha looking at, pretty boy?” You asked giving his hand a small squeeze.

Spencer tried laughing it off, slightly embarrassed that you caught him staring at you. He shot his eyes forward then glanced back over at you again, “Something beautiful.”

The two of you finally reached his car and got in to make your way to Courtney and Shayne’s home. There wasn’t much talking. You just played music over the aux while zoning out. Spencer could do nothing but stare at you. There was just something different about you tonight. He didn’t know if it was a certain way you had done your hair or the outfit you were wearing or what. He just felt like he was staring at the graphics in a new video game or something. He couldn’t get over how ethereal you are.

You finally made it to the party and started greeting people as the two of you walked in. You ended up splitting up, as he went with Shayne and Tommy and you went with Courtney, Kimmy, and Amanda.

The three of you stood for a while talking whenever Amanda noticed a certain someone kept glancing at you.

“If someone turns his head to look at you anymore, his neck is gonna break.” Amanda whispered while nodding her head in Spencer’s direction.

“I genuinely don’t think I’ve ever seen him so.. love struck before.” Courtney said giggling. “Ever since the two of you have been hanging out, he just seems so much happier. You just bring so much light to him.”

You started shaking your head while smiling, “No, no. It’s not me that has caused that. He’s just happier in general.” You explained while staring down at your drink and stirring it.

“Y/N. I have never seen that boy blush before until he started talking to you. You are like the sunshine to him.” Amanda said softly smiling at you and you couldn’t help but to blush.

“He honestly makes me really happy. Every other partner I’ve had in the past, I’ve never felt so comfortable with like I do with him. He is like my best friend.” You said while pushing your hair behind your ear.

Courtney just starts giggling while looking towards Spencer, “Literally every time he looks over here, his face lights up. It’s so freaking cute.”

Angela and Arasha walked up, so the five of you started talking about work and Courtney and Shayne.

Over at Shayne, Spencer, and Tommy’s table, they were drilling him about you and giving him shit.

“If you look at Y/N anymore, your eyes are going to burst of your head Spencer.” Tommy said while laughing at him.

“I wasn’t look at them, what are you talking about?” Spencer said while shaking his head and tried to change the topic to a new movie that is coming out. Of course, this didn’t work because he glanced over at Y/N and it was like his brain went to mush. They were standing directly under a light, so it was like a spotlight was on them. They just looked perfect. His words kept getting jumbled together and he kept stuttering. He finally just stopped trying to talk and stared at them for a minute. All he could think about was wanting to go over and kiss them. He was just so enamored by them.

Shayne was looking at him smiling because he knew exactly what it was he was feeling but he didn’t say anything. He knew that feeling because that is exactly how he felt whenever he started falling for Courtney.

It was suddenly like Spencer’s brain just broke down even more than it all made sense to him. All he could think was, holy shit I am in love with Y/N. His chest felt like it was on fire and he started shaking due to nerves.

“Are you okay dude?” Shayne asked noticing that the guy looked like he was about to start crying.

“No. I’m fucked.” Spencer whispered to himself before he chugged the rest of his whiskey.

“What’s wrong?” Tommy asked aloud, looking at the two in front of him.

“I think I’m in love with them.” Spencer mumbled while just staring at the table in front of him. Tommy and Shayne lost it and started shouting nonsense while acting like teenage girls. They never thought they would see Spencer like this because he was always someone who shut down his feelings. They couldn’t get over the fact that Spencer had finally found his person.

Y/N caught on to the two freaking out while their partner sat, looking like he was having a meltdown at their table. You stayed at the table staring at the three till you noticed Spencer was visibly tearing up and starting to cry.

“Oh, shit. I’ll be back, I think something’s wrong with Spencer.” Y/N said before jumping up to go grab Spencer and walk outside. You grabbed a water bottle while on the way and approached their table. “Hey boys, sorry to break up the party for a few minutes. I’m gonna grab curly headed goober here for a second.” You said giving Tommy and Shayne a soft smile.

Spencer just stood up and walked towards the back door that lead to the backyard. You followed behind him and shut the door behind him.

“Hey you, are you okay?” You asked, sitting down beside Spencer on the swing. You placed a hand on his thigh and started rubbing your thumb across his leg then handed him the water in your other hand. “Thought maybe you could use some water. You know, gotta stay hydrated.” You said whispering.

Spencer forced a smile back to you while grabbing the water then shook his head while getting a sip of it. “I’m fucking terrified.” He said while staring at the ground.

“Why?” You asked, taking your hand off his leg and wrapping your arm around his shoulder then resting your hand on the back of his head. You started lightly scratching the back of his head while staring at him, hoping maybe this would calm him down. Little did you know, the little signs of affection you were giving him were driving him absolutely insane. He just wanted to shout that he was in love with you.

You turned a little in the swing to face him but kept your hand on the back of his head. You were giving him a few minutes to try and calm down before asking anymore questions. Out of nowhere’s, Spencer just blurts, “I’m scared because of this.” It caught you off guard. All you could think was, I fucked this up. He’s going to break up with me.

Spencer felt you tense up and all he could do was laugh. “I’m not meaning it in a negative way. Actually, maybe a little. I’m just terrified I’m going to screw this up.” Spencer explained, finally looking over at you.

“Spencer, you could never-“ He immediately cuts you off. “I’m in love with you. I mean I am head over heels, infatuated with you. The second I wake up in the morning, you’re the first thing on my mind. The second I hear news that is exciting, I want to run to find you and tell you. The second I accomplish something, I want to find you and tell you. You give me a reason to be excited about the world, Y/N. I know we’ve only been together for almost eight months but god, I am so in love with you and just want to experience the rest of my life with only you.”

All you could do was just stare at him. “I’m not proposing to you right now, if that’s what it sounds like.” Spencer said while chuckling. “I’m just saying that one day, I want to marry you. One day, I want to do the thing old married couples do with you.”

“Can you say that again?” You asked staring at him in shock.

He looked at you with confusion, “I’m not proposing to you?”

You just laughed and shook your head, “No, no. What you said a minute ago.”

He just nodded his head slowly for a second before turning in the swing to face you. “I am so in love with you.”

All you could do was pull him into a hug and to hold him for a minute. “Is this why you were crying?” You asked laughing a little, pulling back to look at him. He just shook his head yes while looking at you. He looked like he was mentally shitting himself but you realized it was because you had not said anything to him.

“Oh shit, wait, I love you too, you dork.” You said back while giggling. You cupped the side of his face and just brushed your thumb over his cheek for a minute while looking at him.

“God, I am so in love with you Spencer.”

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domestic amangela :”)

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I came across a post you made about who you write about/for, if you’re feeling motivated PLEASE write a dylan is in trouble fic. smut or fluff idkk but im beggingg

Just Friends.

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Summary: you decide to confess your feelings to dylan.

Warnings: implied smut at the end. love confession. Cursing. Fem!reader.

Fluff

2nd person!

A/n: I’m so excited to have a request!!! I wasn’t quite sure what to do, I hope this is okay! :) writing for dylan was so fun tbh.

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————————————————————————————————————You had always found Dylan attractive, I mean how couldn’t you? He’s tall, handsome, funny, and only the right amount of self-absorbed that its still cute.

But recently, it’s gotten worse. It’s not just friendship with a side of ‘yeah, you’re cute!’ It’s full on ‘I think I’m in love with you and I don’t know how to be normal around you anymore.’

Every time you hang out there’s tension in the air between the two of you that you could cut with a knife. It’s starting to make it difficult for you to be his friend. The only way for it to end is to do the hard thing, so you have to tell him how you feel.

It took a lot of mulling over, but you think you’ve got it down to what you should say. You’re currently standing outside his house and you can feel the panic settling in as you wait for him to open the door.

‘Shit. Shit, what am I doing? This is so-‘ your thoughts interrupted by a sudden creak. There he is, in all his glory.

“‘Sup, (y/n)!” He greets. He’s wearing his stupid fake nose ring along with a smirk.

You roll your eyes, laughing. “God, take that stupid thing off.”

He acts offended, placing a hand on his chest. “Wait, it doesn’t make me look younger?” He furrows his brows.

“You never looked old to begin with, idiot.” You walk past him, entering his apartment. It’s the same one you’ve been to a thousand times, but it feels different right now.

“So, what brings you by? Missed me?” He says as he sits on his couch.

You let out a sigh, sitting next to him. “No, actually…” you furrow your brows, looking at the ground as you bite your lip, thinking of a way to say what you’re about to say.

“You okay, (y/n/n)?” He gently pats your shoulder, comfortingly.

You look up at him. This is it. “No, I’m not. I feel like I can’t be myself with you anymore, like I’m holding something back. Honestly, it’s making it hard to be your friend.” You shrug, shaking your head.

He raises his eyebrows. “Why, did I do something? You know you can talk to-“

“No, no. You didn’t do anything, it’s just…” you close your eyes for a moment, bracing yourself. “I know we’ve been friends for, like, ever… and this will potentially ruin our entire foundation, but…” you sigh, “I think… I’m in love with you.“ you look at him, desperately trying to read his expression.

Dylan looks straight ahead, eyes wide as he leans back against the couch.

You turn your body to face him, your arm draped on the back of the couch. “I completely understand if you don’t feel the same, we can act like this never happened and I can move on. I wont be mad at you.” You swallow, looking at him as he turns his head to meet your gaze. “Dylan? Can you say something?”

He rubs his face, moving to rest his elbows on his knees. “Yeah, no, Yeah, I’m just… I don’t know, processing, I guess?”

You nod. ‘Fuck. He doesn’t feel the same, obviously. I just ruined everything, how could I be so stupid?’ You sigh, looking up at the ceiling.

He chuckles lightly before sitting up and turning to face you. “(Y/n), I feel the same way…” he shakes his head.

“You do? Why the hell didn’t you say anything, then? You scared the shit out of me.” You quickly look back up at him, hitting his arm.

“Sorry, sorry.” He laughs “Yes. I have since… basically the moment we met. I just… I don’t know, I guess I never expected you to feel the same.” He flattens his lips as he shrugs.

You two look at each other for what feels like an eternity before you speak, “okay, well… I do, so…” you shrug, “now what?”

He leans a bit closer. “I mean, we could kiss…”

You both laugh and you place your hand gently on his face. “Yeah, we could.”

He slowly but surely leans in fully, kissing you softly. He takes his time before slipping his tongue into your mouth, still keeping it gentle. You move your hand from his face to his hair, running your hand through it. You can feel him hum into the kiss when you do this, driving you crazier.

You crave more. Feeling bold, you straddle his waist. He pulls away from the kiss, looking into your eyes. His hand finds its way to your cheek while the other rests on your hip.

“Do you want this, (y/n)?” He asks, wanting to make sure you’re comfortable with going further.

You nod.

“Okay, so do I.” He adds.

By the time the night was over you were definitely more than just friends.

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A/n: hey! If you want a part two with the smutty stuff I’d be happy to do so but I decided to not include it in this part!

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I know 🥹

why is he so friggin cute-

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God I know. I need him.

This was attractive, I fear

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(c: twbdano)

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Oh be still my heart you like smosh AND arrested development??? Incredible

YESSSS!!!! And I’ll write for both :3

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Hey guys!!! Just wanted to let you guys know I also edit on instagram!!! My username is @/luvliblib !!!

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Someone needs to make a supercut of all the times Spence says "it's just one of those days" from the darts vid

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Finally.

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Summary: Michael comes home from a business trip

Warnings: relatively short! Slight make-out sesh

Fluff

2nd person!

Notes: reader is George Michael’s bio mom and Michaels wife! So fem reader (so sorry). Michaels wife never died!!!

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2:46 AM.

You’re still awake. Why? Michael comes home tonight.

Michael has been on a business trip to meet with investors in New York, it’s only been two weeks but it’s felt like an eternity. He wanted you to come along but you didn’t feel comfortable leaving George Michael alone with the rest of the family… who knows what could’ve happened.

So, alas, you’re waiting for your knight and shining armor to sweep you away from your boring recent routine consisting of awkward conversations with Lucile and Gob constantly making passes at you. It was, however, nice to spend some one-on-one time with your son, but that was it. That was the one and only redeeming part of Michael’s departure.

As you lay in bed, trying your absolute hardest not to fall asleep, you hear footsteps up the stairs. Could it be? The door opens and suddenly all tiredness leaves your body as you quickly get up, almost jumping on him from the bed as you run. He stumbles back slightly, not expecting you to even be awake, let alone bursting with energy.

“Well, I take it you missed me?” He says, in his usual bordering-on-condescending tone. You roll your eyes playfully, smiling, before you kiss him. It’s rough, needy even. You couldn’t help it. He slowly moves towards the bed, placing you gently onto the mattress. “It’s nice to see you to.” He smirks at you as he moves a piece of hair from your face.

You smile up at him, in complete awe of the man who had you wrapped around his finger. “I’ve hated sleeping alone.” You say, subtly pouting.

“Me too, sweetheart.” He places a gentle kiss on your forehead before standing up straight. “Let’s hope these trips don’t become a frequent thing or we might have to just homeschool George Michael so you can both come with me.” His tone is drowning is sarcasm, as per usual.

You laugh at his remark as he walks away to change into his sleepwear. He does this quickly, eager to finally get a good nights rest. You’re already under the covers, slightly drifting off into your dreams when his weight fills the spot next to you.

Finally.

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Darts Ultimate Showdown Smosh Games

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Requests!!!

Please, please, please send requests!!! I will write anything your heart desires. (As long as I know that character😶)

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I love Ryan Howard so much I don’t think you guys understand

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Who I will write for:

-Michael Bluth

-Jeff Winger

-Abed Nadir

-Steve Harrington

-Dylan Matthews

-Ryan Atwood

-Seth Cohen

-Ryan Howard

-Peter Parker

-Bucky Barnes

-Steve Rogers

-Joe Goldberg

-Chandler Bing

-Nick Miller

-Hamzahthefantastic

-Peter Parker

-Cedric Diggory

-Edward Cullen

-Spencer Agnew

-Logan Howlett

Now, these are just the main ones. If you request a character and I know who they are I will write for them. <3

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Anchor.

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Summary: Michael has been stressing a lot lately.

Warnings: there may be mistakes and it might not even be coherent because Im writing this at 3 AM

Fluff

2nd person!

Notes: reader is George Michael’s bio mom and Michaels wife! So fem reader (so sorry). Michaels wife never died!!!

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Michael was under a lot of stress. For him this was nothing too unusual, but it had gotten bad since his dad was put in jail. For the longest time it was only you three (you, him, and your son George Michael) however, with all of this going on there was an abundance of people in your house. it was extremely chaotic all of the time. You and Michael rarely had any time to yourselves, which you of course understood, but recently you could sense it had been getting to Michael. He hadn’t been sleeping a lot and he was always overworking himself.

Michael arrives home from visiting his dad. He had gone after work, so it was now about 8 PM. He looks upset and tired, the first place he goes is the kitchen. You were sitting at the island, reading a magazine. When you hear the door you turned your head to see an exhausted Michael entering the model-home.

“Hey, sweetheart. How was your day?” You ask, but it was more of a formality. Judging by his disheveled demeanor you could guess his answer.

He sighs heavily, as if he’d been holding it in all day, as he rests his hands on the counter. He merely shakes his head and looks at you.

You tilt your head, giving him a sympathetic look. “Yeah?” You walk around the counter, now standing next to him.

“I feel like I’m going crazy. I’m not crazy, right? The way to correctly handle this situation is obvious, is it not?” He asks, more seeking validation than an answer. His voice is still as smooth as it always is while simultaneously raising.

You place a hand on his back, gently caressing his spine as a way of comforting him. He closes his eyes and puts his head down into his arms on the counter. “You’re not crazy, Michael. You’re doing your best. That’s all you can do.” You lean in closer, hovering above him. “I’m so proud of you for doing this for your family. You could’ve easily walked away by now, but you didn’t. That’s commitment.” This is true, the three of you had an opportunity to start fresh somewhere else, but you convinced him to stay and help. “They may not admit it, but without you they’d be lost.”

Michael stands up straight, turning to face you now. He gives you a small, tired smile before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “Thank you for putting up with this.” He mumbles, looking into your eyes closely. He says this with extreme sincerity and gratitude. The truth is, he had no idea what he would’ve done had you not been there to support him. With every crazy person surrounding him you were like a breath of fresh air every moment he finally got to see you.

You smile, placing a hand on his cheek. “Of course, Michael. I love you.” Your thumb moves softly against his cheek in a comforting manner.

Michael moves his hands to rest on your hips, brushing up and down gently against your sides. “And… I’m sorry I’ve been so busy. I feel like we’ve gotten no alone time recently.” With everything happening with the family, you really haven’t seen each other all that much other than briefly before bed and in the morning. You had never been bitter about this though, sure you missed him but his work and his family were very prominent parts of his life and you’ve always accepted that to be your reality.

You nod, “yeah, we really haven’t.” You think for a moment, searching for a way to ease his mind. “How about this…” you run your fingers through his hair while leaning in close to him as you speak softly. “Let’s pick a weekend, and get away together. Just me and you. No distractions, no kids, no responsibilities.”

Michael hums, closing his eyes as you continue to play with his hair. Just the sound of your voice describing the small getaway is enough to calm him down. “That sounds… perfect actually. You know me so well.” He looks at you with a wide smile, the sweetest and most genuine one you’ve seen from him in awhile.

“I know I do,” you say, shooting him a playful wink. He laughs (score) and kisses the tip of your nose. “But, for now… you need to get some rest.” You posses a more stern look on your face now.

He surrenders, placing his hands in the air. “Alright, alright.” He slowly begins making his way towards the stairs before turning back to you. “You coming, beautiful?” You roll your eyes, laughing as you drag along behind him.

When nothing else in his life in his life makes sense, you’re always there to anchor him back to reality.

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A/n: I’m deeply in love with Michael Bluth and its not even funny, I hate that NO ONE WRITES FOR HIM. But im also kind of glad because I like to gatekeep. I might make this a series??? Who knows.

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Summary: you and Andrew are at a press tour.

warnings: none

word count: 539

view: 2nd person

fluff

enjoy!

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you and Andrew have been dating for about a month now. you had begun to like each other the moment you started shooting the first "Spiderman" movie together. you played his love interest "Gwen Stacy" which soon led to speculation about you and your male co-star, of course.

despite everyone wanting you to reveal your relationship to the public, you two wanted to see if it would work out first, therefore if it didn't work out no one could make a huge fuss over something they weren't aware of.

today was the first press conference of many. you weren't looking forward to seeing how good your acting really was when asked about you and Andrew's relationship. that couldn't really be all they cared about, right?

"hey," said Andrew knocking on your dressing room door. "its me," he shortly realized you most likely wouldn't immediately assume it was him. "Andrew." he followed up. "i need a little help with this tie."

you let out an unnoticeable exhale laugh. "one second!" you said, you were struggling to zip up your dress.

you were wearing a knee-length, skin tight, black dress. after you put it on, if you ever do given how difficult it was being, you planned to throw a creme cardigan overtop of it.

there was a moment of silence before Andrew asked, slightly concerned, "are you ok in there?" you realized he had been waiting for almost a minute while you tried to reach your dress zipper.

"uh yeah," you paused "you can come in, i need some assistance anyway." you mentioned, slightly laughing. you heard the door open and swiftly turned to find Andrew, tie in hand, trying to hold in his laugh.

"you good?" he asked noticing one of your arms reaching over your shoulder to feel for the zipper, and the other approaching from underneath your armpit area.

"can you help me zip this thing up?" he laughed walking over to you. "not funny, mr can't tie a tie to save his life." you joked.

"i am so terribly sorry if i offended you, my apologies." he moved your hair and quickly moved the zipper upward.

"you're forgiven, i guess." you turned to see his reaction before locking eyes. you both laughed.

there was a silence, then he looked down at you before leaning in to kiss you. it was short, but memorable. you both hovered there before you remarked, "wasn't there something you needed help with?"

he slightly laughed. "i don't need anything more than this," he added.

"that was extremely corny, Andrew." he giggled slightly, pulling you into a warm embrace. you two stood in a hug for a while, just happy to be in the moment.

right then, in that moment, you realized. it doesn't matter what happens out there, as long as this man is out there with you. as long as you get to do this, the press tour might not be the worst thing after all.

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thank you so much for reading! these are actually extremely fun to write so give me some suggestions if you'd like and i'd gladly create more! :)