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okay okay this is my last one i’m sorry 😅 but to change things up a lil could you maybe do a dylan x reader from the quarry. maybe just his terrible cringey flirting but with reader? you can pick the ending 😅 you’re the best 💕💕
This one got away from me lol
Pairing: Dylan x gn! reader
Genre: angst and fluff
Word count: 1237
As much as he hated to admit it Dylan was starting to get disheartened, he’d been flirting with you for the past two months to practically no avail. Sure, you laughed at his cheesy pick-up lines and terrible flirting skills but outside of that you’d made no indication that you returned any of his feelings. He could admit throwing line after line at you from the get-go was probably not the best tactic. The first time you’d met he’d hit you with the “Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again” and had been delighted to hear you burst into laughter. It had spiralled from there as he tried out various new lines one after the other and at this point, he was starting to run out. Initially, you had just been a gorgeous face, but as you spent more time together, he found himself genuinely falling for you. Two months in your presence had him falling hard and fast but unfortunately no one seemed to be able to get a read on your feelings.
The truth was you liked Dylan, his goofy nature and smile worming his way into your heart over the course of the camp. The problem was you’d been burned before, it was always the jokers that either weren’t serious or seemed to be incapable of keeping their pants on in the presence of people not you. However, a small part of you knew that was no longer the truth and it was only your cowardice stopping what could possibly be.
Walking to the door of the lodge, luggage in hand you were way laid by an enthusiastic Dylan armed with a line like always “Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me, if you’re here then who’s running heaven?” Unable to stop the slight snort that burst from your lips, the man smiled in success before he noticed your bags and offered to take them for you
“Ah, that’s ok Dylan. I got it” smiling tightly and squeezing past, unaware of his falling shoulders in your haste to get away. Even if you gave in now it wouldn’t amount to anything you reasoned to yourself, heart clenching as you imagined his kicked puppy expression.
Hours later you found yourself in an emotional crisis as Jacob dared you to kiss either Dylan or Abi. Either way Dylan was going to get hurt, if you kissed him, it would get his hopes up and kissing Abi would just be cruel to more than just Dylan. The longer you took, the more Dylan’s expression fell as he tried to wave you off as if he wasn’t affected. Something in his expression ultimately caused you to stand and make your way over to stand between his knees, leaning in you planted one on him. Flipping off your fellow counsellors, the pair of you kissed for an undetermined amount of time before you suddenly broke away and rushed back over to your seat. Unaware of a giddy Dylan bringing his hand up to touch his lips, as he processed what had just happened. Following this everything went to shit as Kaitlyn and Emma stirred the pot too far and the group split up.
Now you found yourself sitting in the lodge in shock, covered in a mix of Abi’s and Nick’s blood. Your panic had faded into some false serene sense of calm, white noise ringing in your ears as you tried to make sense of what the fuck had happened. A creaking floorboard behind you caused you to turn and sigh as you noticed Dylan’s presence, watching somewhat apathetically as he placed himself down next to you.
“So, aside from taking my breath away, what do you do for a living?” he said, wiggling his eyebrows with a smile. Said smile fading at your distinct lack of positive reaction and he braced himself for whatever words he knew he didn’t want to hear that were about to come from your mouth
“Dylan” you sighed out “You gotta stop. That kiss was… It was a mistake alright.” You kept your watery eyes forward unwilling to see his expression.
“Oh, no no, yeah cool. I understand, I mean why would someone as great as you ever settle for a nerd like me” he said, standing up and quickly moving to leave, desperately trying to hold back tears and cursing himself for being so stupid.
“What, no Dylan” you had scrambled to stand up following him now “Dylan, please that’s not what I meant.” But your half-hearted apologies fell on deaf ears and you watched din misery as he escorted Ryan to the radio shack, hoping to broadcast a message to the authorities.
Things further went to shit at the revelation that some dude with a shotgun was walking around the lodge, causing the group to retreat and go to meet up with Dylan and Ryan. Only they were immediately ushered into one of the cabins at Ryan’s panicked voice. A tense number of minutes passed before a shrill ringing filled the area and you cautiously made your way outside, eyes immediately scanning for Dylan. Your relief however, was cut short upon noticing his bloody hand, or rather where his hand should be. “Oh my God Dylan, what the fuck happened” your voice was shrill with worry as you grabbed his arm to inspect it. And Dylan hated that your obvious worry caused his insides to squirm in glee, despite you earlier words. Making your way back to the lodge he could feel the heat emanating from your body as you pulled him forward, providing stability for his woozy brain.
At this point you were desperately holding back tears, you’d found a dead girl in the pool, there were people walking around with shotguns, Nick was acting weird and Ryan had sawed off Dylan’s hand with a fucking chainsaw. It was all getting to be too much for you at this point and you had stepped over to the window desperate for some air. The sound of a gunshot had you turning around startled, only to receive a shove to the side that sent you careening back, head harshly ricocheting off the floor.
Dylan had moved immediately, dropping to your side and placing your head in his lap and tried to help as best he could. Frantically calling your name in an attempt to wake you, he lightly tapped your face with his hand urging you to respond. “Hey, hey, hey don’t do this to me. Who else am I supposed to call a cute-cumber” he choked out that last word, screaming at Kaitlyn to help. Not only was your head bleeding from the impact but apparently Nick had claws now and they had torn into the sides of your chest in his escape.
Blearily opening your eyes, you attempted to blink out the various black dots and focused all your energy into forcing your ears to cooperate. You were finally able to make out Dylan’s face above you as you cleared your throat
“Hey Dylan” you lightly wheezed out “Is your name google? Because you have everything I’m searching for.” The effect was slightly ruined by your slurring voice and dazed expression but Dylan thought it was perfect anyway and he leaned his forehead down to rest against yours, laughing as the tears in his eyes turned from worry to happiness.
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Kaitlyn: just be causal! Flirt but don't be weird.
Dylan: hey, I'm never weird.
Kaitlyn: just go!
Dylan: Yeah, yeah okay. I can totally do that.
[later]
[Name]: Awesome! High five!
<intertwines your fingers>
[Name]: Dyl-?
Dylan: I'm in love with you.
This could totally go both ways since Dylan is a shy freak (pretend he got a boost of confidence from kaitlyn)
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✨ reblog this post and assign the user who is the first character that comes into your mind when you see them? (Like this character is basically reminds you of them and it sticks to them - their brand) ✨
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woah dude….. your hurt sound is vaguely sexual….. im trying to kill you but im. im getting a bit flustered
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POV: you’re on a date with Darkiplier
(Or alternatively, what might’ve happened after one of the endings in A Date with Markiplier)
Song : Red Flags (ft. Montaigne) - Tom Cardy
Favorite frames under the cut!
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Send me requests for Ethan Nestor??
Do people write for Ethan Nestor (crankgameplays) anymore? Do y’all want me to write for him again? I’ve been craving some Ethan in my life and if I can’t find it I might as well write it right?
(Not my gif❣️)
#ethan Nestor#ethan nestor imagine#ethan nestor x reader#crankgameplays#crankgameplays imagine#crankgameplays x reader#unus anuus#youtuber imagine#youtubers x reader
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I cant believe i still havent seen memes using this photo from last nights fight
Its a new mark face please there has to be something that can be done even in low quality
Also
Sean is how i look on the outside
Mark is how i feel on the inside
Bonus.
You gotta admit theres a resemblance
CONGRATS ETHAN ON THE WIN WOOOOOO
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“…We joked about it at first just being like [REDACTED] or whatever, and people really took that up!”
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Nothing matters except for Jack and Mark reacting to Ethan winning in Creator Clash
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Love how Mark's history of masochism is so long that now when he gets to the hospital the fanbase reaction is no longer the reaction typical of seeing your fave content creator getting hurt
We went from "Oh God, is he okay? :("
To "Oh God, what the fuck did he do THIS time?"
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happy birthday !
can you do one with ethan where she falls asleep on stream?
thx luv
thank you!!
I think this is one of my fav prompts 🥰
Go To Bed
pairing: Ethan Nestor x Fem!Reader
word count: 781
warnings: none
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"Go to sleep? No." Ethan laughed as he read chat. He continued to walk around the Island on Animal Crossing, occasionally glancing at chat. "Why? Because you aren't fucking in charge of me!"
He had been streaming for awhile now, long enough that he was surprised Y/N hadn't texted him to ask him to come to bed, since his plan was to go until she texted.
Maybe she had already fallen asleep.
"How's everyone's day been going? Mine has been really good. Y/N and I took Spence to the park and he had so much fun." Ethan looked toward the chat, watching the comments fly. "Where is Y/N? Umm, I was actually just wondering that." He looked at his phone, making sure that Y/N hadn't texted him.
She hadn't.
"Alright, well, I guess we can go looking for more tarantulas after I go back home." Ethan went back to his game. He figured he wouldn't need to text her, because if she was asleep anyway she wouldn't be able to respond. He had only been playing for a couple minutes after that before the door to his office opened. He turned to see Y/N just as he had gotten on the plane so he had a couple seconds to spend just looking at her.
"E," Y/N muttered. She was wearing an over-sized long sleeve, which covered her shorts. She wiped her eyes as she stumbled to his desk. Her socks fell slightly as she hit her toe, frowning and putting a hand on his shoulder as he swiveled his chair to to face her.
"Hey," He said, temporarily forgetting about the stream. "Do you wanna go to bed?" Ethan asked, putting a hand under her thigh and pulling her closer. She shook her head, deciding to sit on his lap. She rested her head on Ethan's shoulder, and he smiled as he put his arms around her and holding the control at her back.
"What're you doin'?" Y/N asked, her breath tickling his neck as she put her hands under his sweatshirt.
"Ah, babe!" He squirmed, a smile making it's way onto his face. "You're hands are cold as fuck!" She laughed as she put her hands against his back between his chair, trying to warm them.
"Why do you think I came in here?" She muttered, eyes closing as she relaxed onto him. He pretended not to look at the chat and all the cute messages flying through as he walked around his island aimlessly, unable to focus with Y/N being right there.
"I guess this is my life now." Ethan muttered as he looked over Y/N's shoulder, continuing to play the game.
"Ethan and Y/N you are so cute I'm gonna part my hair with a chainsaw." Ethan began to laugh at the comment, which stirred Y/N. He felt bad, but he couldn't stop himself as shudders overtook his body.
"A chainsaw!" He yelled, making Y/N squeeze him. He removed one of his hands from the controller and put it on her back, rubbing it as she relaxed into him once more. He took a deep breath, wiggling slightly as Y/N's breath tickled his neck. "Okay, I think I should maybe clean up the island a little bit." He whispered into the mic, knowing Y/N was falling asleep on him. His cheeks heated up at the thought of his beautiful girlfriend asleep on him, even if his legs were falling asleep.
Ethan continued playing the game, pausing to kiss Y/N on the head or rub her back. His legs were completely numb now, but he wouldn't kick Y/N off for anything.
"I would give Y/N flowers but she is most definitely asleep." Ethan whispered, finishing planting the flowers outside his little house. He quickly glanced at the time. 1:39. "Alright, it's really late here. You guys need sleep, Y/N needs sleep, I need sleep. So have sweet dreams and sleep the bestest and I will see you all later!" Ethan smiled at the camera before ending the stream and quickly turning everything off.
Then he had to wake up Y/N.
"Babe," He muttered, rubbing her back and kissing her forehead. "Let's go to bed." She grumbled and moved her head, not moving to get up. Ethan smiled as he moved his legs, which had pins and needles now. He used them to move backwards, away from his desk. He looked down at her sleeping face, deciding to kiss her face everywhere to wake her, up, causing her to squirm.
"E!" She yelled, hitting his shoulder when he finally stopped. She leaned back, smiling at him as he leaned forward to plant one kiss on her lips.
"Let's go to bed."
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Can you write a Ethan Nestor x reader where reader is starting a death metal band and does vocals. And Ethan is just so impressed. Maybe Mark, Ethan and Sean go to their first concert. And it’s the first time any of them are hearing their music. They knew it was metal, but they didn’t expect the beautiful guttural vocals that the reader produces? I don’t know i thought it’d be fun.
Wicked
A/n: this kinda deviated from the smaller details of your ask, I'm so sorry!! I'm so excited to write for Ethan! Thanks for being the first person to send in an Ethan ask!!!!
"Aren't you touring soon with the band?" Ethan asked, his eyebrows furrowed. "Yeah, we have some concerts around a few states in a couple months. I'm so happy we were on the billboard just a few days ago!!" "I saw that! I'm so proud of you guys!" You two hugged, squeezing the other tightly. "Say, we have a few seats left, would you wanna come with some of your friends?" "Fuck yeah i want to come!! How many friends can I bring?" "I think I can get away with it if you bring two people, no more then that though!" "Of course!!"
As the months leading up to your 'tour' passed, you became increasingly more excited. The band, called 'The wicked fury', released two singles that were now on the songlist! You told Ethan to not listen to them yet, you wanted him to be surprised. He agreed and you promised him it was gonna be good.
And here it was: the start of your tour.
You had preformed a couple shows in Washington and had moved down to LA for four or so shows.
You were able to snag three extra tickets to your third LA show. Naturally, Ethan picked Mark and Sean to go with him, since they all wanted to meet up and make a bunch of content together anyway. You had a bunch of extra room in the bus, so you invited them all to come on the bus, and they all agreed. All the way there, Ethan was a ball of energy about how much fun the show was gonna be. The three of them got into playful banter multiple times about how much they wanted Ethan to shut the fuck up. Laughing at their antics as you got ready for the show, you started to get kinda nervous about the guys not liking your music. You knew there was no reason to feel this way, they all enjoyed music similar to yours, there was just a part of you that thought maybe they wouldn't enjoy the show.
As you arrived, you told the guys to follow you so they could get to there seats first. As you walked into the venue, you showed them where to sit. A security guard gave them shit, until he realized they were with you. He apologized profusely until you reassured him. He was just doing his job, everything was fine.
After soundcheck, the guys all cheered wildly, making you laugh. You were so glad to have Sean and Mark as your friends, and you were glad to be able to call Ethan yours.
You saw from behind the curtain how fans by the hundreds pooled into the venue. Your band mates were laughing about something as you walked over to them, asking them one final question before you all went on stage. "Ready guys?" "Fuck yeah" "yep!" "This is gonna be fucking awesome!" Then you heard a manager in your earpiece, signaling you guys to come on. You all stood and walked on stage.
During the performance, Ethan , Sean, and Mark couldn't believe how amazing your vocals sounded. (You may have been working extra hard on sounding good) They were all left in awe the entire show. None of them had heard the bands music before, and they were very, very pleasantly surprised. After every song, Ethan and Mark and Sean were the ones to cheer the loudest, and they were screaming the lyrics to the choruses.
You all left that concert with sore throats, but it was worth it in the end.
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Need To Know - Ludwig Ahgren
Words: 472
Summary: Aiden gets asked a certain question a lot: How exactly did Y/N and Ludwig get together?
“Speaking of DM’s,” Aiden says, voice raising slightly so he’s heard over the others laughter. “You know what question I’ve gotten a lot? And it’s kind of weird.”
Nick starts laughing again, knowing exactly what it was.
“What?” Anthony asks.
“How exactly Ludwig and Y/N got together.” Aiden tells him, smile widening when he sees him wrinkle in his nose.
“Now why would anyone want to know that?”
Nick, still laughing, starts to speak, “for anyone who doesn’t know, Y/N is Anthony’s sister. Which means that Ludwig owes him for his longest lasting relationship.”
“You know, that is true.” Anthony adjusts in his chair slightly so he can look at Ludwig. “You do owe me. Considering if it wasn’t for me, you and Y/N would have never met.”
Ludwig rolls his eyes, “Well, I wouldn’t say that.”
“Really? Just where would you two have met if it hadn’t been for him?” Aiden asks.
He shrugs, “I don’t know, somewhere, I imagine.”
“That’s not even an answer.” Anthony protests.
“It is, it’s just not a very good one.” Ludwig laughs.
“Okay, back to the original question. How exactly did you and Y/N get together?” Nick redirects, staring at Ludwig.
Anthony groans, “Do we really need to talk about this?”
“Yes.” Nick and Aiden say at the same time.
“Fine, tell them.” He waves a hand, telling him to make it quick.
“Well, good ole Slime here, invited his sister to LA for a week since they hadn’t seen each other in a while and we met then. We didn’t get together until a few months later. She decided to move here since her job had a better position and she came over a few times to see Slime, but one of them he was gone. Had forgotten to cancel with her and we got to talking. I asked her out and that was that.” He tells them, leaving out details he doesn’t want the internet to know.
He doesn’t want them to know how he had felt like an idiot the first time he met and he stuttered every time he talked if she was looking at him. And how when she moved to LA, every time she came over to the house, he made sure to be there, wanting to get to know her better. Didn’t want them to know that it wasn’t just a day of them talking that had him ask her out, but how after the third time they saw each other, they had slowly started texting. And by the time Slime had forgotten to cancel, he finally felt confident to ask her out, even though he blushed and stuttered, before starting over. How she had also gotten flustered and had kissed him in lou of an answer. He didn’t want them to know that.
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HEAR ME OUT
what if I wrote for Ryan Lucan
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