hi everyone! i'm lizzie and welcome! i'm not really sure what this blog will become, but the intention is for sharing and connecting through my interests :3
send in any fic requests! i may not get to it right away and i can't guarantee i'll do it, but i'll still appreciate your time!
i'm also not really positive on my boundaries for what i write, so just ask away and i'll let you know if it's too uncomfortable for me to write about
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my name isn't actually amarylliz, it's my name and identity in my current dr- that being said though, this is not a role-playing account- this is just my alias for this blog
i'm queer! i don't really feel it's important to label myself publicly as i'm honestly not certain on anything and i don't want to have to retcon myself later. i'm cool with any pronouns and you'll just have to stick around if you care to know who i'm attracted to teehee
i have two fan edit accounts on tik tok with my friend, but we are unfortunately very bad at posting nowadays :(
i write fanfiction sometimes! it's not well written in any means, but it's just to fulfill a craving that i can't find elsewhere lols
i currently only have one shifting dr and i've still yet to successfully shift there, but i remain hopeful (if there's truly no escape from this actual hellish existence i might implode)
i am honestly such a fangirl about every media i have ever consumed, so here are just *some* of my interests i will likely bring up on here :)
music artists (taylor swift, paramore, conan gray, and more)
tv shows (the good place, the summer i turned pretty, 13 reasons why, and more)
movies (animated barbie, horror, mental health focused, and more)
youtubers (ted nivison, jschlatt, markiplier, and more)
video games (minecraft, stardew valley, alice: madness returns, and more)
books (the book thief, mistborn series, these witches don't burn, and more)
to those who have stayed until now, thank you for taking the time to learn about me! i'm not really sure what other information is relevant to add in an intro post, but i'm sure this will be updated as time goes on
i'll likely eventually add my edit accounts info here if it's wanted or if i just feel the urge to share and link a masterlist for my fics
i guess that's it for now... see you guys later next time!
warnings/tags: angst, slight hurt/comfort?, yearning, argument, friends to lovers, requited feelings, makeout session that *almost* goes further, song fic, (i can't think of anything else lmk if i should add anything)
brief summary: you and ted have been friends for a couple years now, and you didn't realize until recently you had feelings for him. he invites you to his party and shit goes down lols
A/N: heyyy so did i write another fic before continuing my previous one? yes. fight me. i left this one kinda open for another chapter or something if anyone is interested in that. any feedback is appreciated!! also, i used "suburban legends" by taylor swift to go along with this (even tho it doesn't really fit but it's too late to go back now)
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“In my peripheral vision”
*bzzt…bzzt…bzzt*
You’re awoken to the vibration coming from your phone and groggily peer through the slits of your eyelids. It takes a moment to comprehend, but you sit up quickly, eyes widening at the complete surprise of who’s calling.
Ted :)
You just stare at the screen, frozen with shock. Quickly, the screen goes dark again and the vibration stops. Sigh. You drop your phone onto the bed again as you dramatically fall back onto your pillow. I hate this feeling. It’s been a couple years since you met Ted officially. You had met through mutuals online, but eventually met in-person. You could admit that Ted was attractive, that was just a fact, but you hadn’t realized until the last couple months that you were attracted to him.
*bzzt*
The singular vibration was able to snap you out of your head and you pick up your phone. It’s a notification from messages and once you put in the password, you’re able to see who it’s from.
Ted :)
Hey! Hope you’re doing good I just wanted to see if you wanted to come to my party tonight? I can pick you up if you want
You feel your heart begin to race and your palms start to sweat. Why am I like this. It’s not uncommon for Ted to message, you two speak fairly often considering how busy each other are. Still, this feeling rushes through you whenever he reaches out. Quickly, you start typing once you realize you have read receipts on.
Hey!! I’ll be there :)
You slam your phone face down against the bed and groan into your hands. Ughhh I’m so awkward. Not even a minute passes when your phone vibrates again.
Ted :)
Awesome can’t wait to see you
People will start getting here around 7 probably
You let out an uncontrolled giggle, but quickly compose yourself out of self embarrassment. Not knowing what else to say, you just like his message and set your phone down. What do I even wear? You tap on your phone screen to check the time and realize just how late it was. I need to stop taking late naps. Quickly getting up from your bed, you open your closet and start flicking through every hanger. After about 20 minutes and 7 different outfits, you finally settle on a flowy tank top and black jean shorts with black hightop converse.
With about an hour before you have to leave, you decide to actually style your hair. Normally, you just brush it out and go, but since there’s so much time, why not try something? You settle on a half-up, half-down style you found on Pinterest and after about 10 minutes of just trying to part your hair correctly, you give up on the idea. After quickly brushing through your hair, you head to the kitchen and decide to pregame with some sad music. Thankfully, you had already scheduled your Uber prior to drinking and headed to the car after downing your last drink.
“I had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs, would surprise the whole school”
The ride was pleasant, but got prolonged due to LA traffic. Having the sober forethought earlier, you had scheduled the ride earlier in anticipation of traffic and arrived at Ted's apartment building just after 7pm. After handing the driver a tip and sliding out of the car, you walk up to the gate surrounding the apartment complex. Thankfully, Ted had given you the gate code a while ago and after finding it in your notes app, you walk through the separate buildings until you get to Ted’s. Once inside, while waiting for the elevator, a familiar voice calls out.
“You’re here earlier than I thought”
You turn quickly and meet the gaze of Ted who’s walking towards you with grocery bags in hand. You get the feeling again, where your heart is racing and palms sweaty. You snap yourself out of it once he’s next to you and reach to take some of the grocery bags.
“Here, let me help”
Ted turns away, preventing you from grabbing anything.
“What kind of gentleman would I be if I had you carry heavy bags, hmm?”
You cross your arms over your chest and huff in annoyance. Before anything else is said, the elevator dings as the door slides open. He bows slightly, signaling you to go in first, which you follow. Once he’s also inside, you press the button to his floor and the door shuts. Once the elevator starts going up, a mixture of how aggressive the elevator moves and how tipsy you are causes you to lose balance. Without even thinking, you grab Ted’s arm to stabilize yourself. He doesn’t move or say anything, and you don’t fully realize you’re holding him until you let go as the elevator stops. Ted steps out first and you linger behind a moment taking in the burning sensation in your hands. You quickly catch up to him and have a friendly conversation while heading to his apartment.
“Shit. I don’t have the hands to get the keys, one sec-”
“I can unlock it, where’s the key?”
He stops leaning down to put the bags onto the floor and straightens his back. His cheeks are slightly flushed, but it could easily be from the absurd warmth inside this building.
“Uh, they’re in my pocket, attached to the lanyard”
Normally, your decision making and judgement would be in play, but you’re a little more than tipsy at this point. Without a second thought, you reach for Ted’s pocket and pull the keys out, turning and unlocking the door. You swing the door open dramatically and bow, signaling to Ted to go inside first. He chuckles as he heads inside and sets the bags onto his kitchen counter.
“Is there anything I can help with before everyone starts showing up?”
“I don’t think so, I have everything pretty much prepped and ready” He replies as he is unbagging and putting snacks out.
There’s an awkwardness in the air between you two, but it’s broken by the chatter of people entering the apartment. Ted welcomes everyone as they arrive, and you plant yourself in your usual spot on his couch with a random mixed drink. The apartment fills with more people than you would think could fit in this space, but it doesn’t feel like suffocating somehow. Some people join you in the living room and start a game of Mario Party, though you declined their invitation to play. You end up offering your seat to someone who did want to play and head to the kitchen for another drink.
“You’d be more than a chapter in my old diaries, with the pages ripped out”
You can’t help it, but you search through the different faces to find Ted’s as you’re pouring your drink. Due to being distracted, your hand holding your glass still starts to feel wet and when you glance down you realize you over-poured. You search the kitchen for anything to dry the counter, but all you find is an empty paper towel roll. Great. Luckily, you know where Ted keeps things like that and push through the bodies until you reach the hallway. Just as you go to open the closet, there’s shushing and giggling at the end of the hallway when you see two figures emerge from a bedroom. You ignore them at first and reach for the paper towels in the closet, but that’s when the taller figure speaks.
“Can we keep this between us, for now?”
“Waves crash on the shore, I dash to the door”
Ted’s drunken whisper echoes through your head. It’s dizzying. You slam the closet door shut, paper towels in hand, and push through the crowd again once he made eye contact with you. You don’t bother cleaning up the mess on the counter, just slam the roll onto the counter as you make your way to the front door. Once at the door, you briefly look back and see Ted’s fluffy hair moving through people. He probably wants me to keep it a secret, too. You quickly face the door again and pull it open, shutting it behind you in one swift movement. The instinct to run through the building overtook the worry of getting in trouble. Through the burning tears streaming down your face, labored breathing, and nausea, you sprint through the hallways as fast as you can. The only sound you can hear is a thumping, not sure if it’s from your heart pounding or from your feet crashing into the floor.
You finally reach the alcove where the elevator is located, but when you press the button, it doesn’t light up. Shit. You wait a few moments just in case the elevator did work, but the urgency to flee has you heading down the stairs. The mixture of being drunk on alcohol and emotions makes it extremely difficult to quickly head down the stairs. You take a short break on the landing between the flights of stairs, and just as you start to continue going down, you are suddenly lifted into the air. The spinning thoughts and echoing sobs must’ve smothered the sound of someone else on the stairs. Your immediate response is to start flailing and hitting whoever grabbed you.
“Will you calm down? You’re going to make both of us fall!”
You quickly stop moving once you realize who this is. Of course it’s him. Before you can say anything, you’re in the lobby on the ground floor.
“I don’t need you to carry me!”
“Oh really? Did I just hallucinate you almost falling face first down the stairs?”
You start flailing again, trying to get him to put you down. He carries you outside, through the back where the amenities are.
“I’m going to start screaming, Ted!”
“Fine.”
He puts you down in a small, grass field. Not as softly as he could have, causing you to stumble and fall to your bottom. He puts out a hand.
“Let me help you,”
You ignore his offer and get up yourself, turning to walk away, but stopping. You finally meet his gaze, though your vision is blurred from your tears. There’s a moment of silence, but Ted finally breaks it.
“Will you tell me what’s wrong?”
“Why won’t you love me back?...” Your voice breaking, making the question almost unintelligible.
His expression immediately turns into surprise, his body stiffening.
“...You’re drunk, I’ll call you an Uber home.”
“No, no. You want to know what’s wrong? I’m in love with you and I’m tired of pretending I’m not! Just thinking about you makes me feel so, so, so pathetic, because I can’t have you. I hate it. I hate feeling like this. Why are you making me feel like this?” Your voice is weak and wobbly.
His mouth slightly gapes as he processes your words. His lack of response prompts you to continue.
“I’d rather ruin this friendship than pretend I don’t want you anymore. I didn’t mean to fall in love with you, I really didn’t and I’m sorry I did. I wish I could just turn off these feelings, you know? But every time I try, it's like they're etched into my soul, tearing me apart from the inside.”
You just watch him, looking for any reaction or thoughts, but you can’t find any. His mouth is shut tightly now and his face is like stone. You melt onto the ground, on your knees as if you’re about to pray.
“I broke my own heart ‘cause you were too polite to do it”
“Tell me I’m being ridiculous so I can stop feeling like this. Tell me you don’t feel anything. Please. Tell me I’m imagining this.” You manage to croak out through your sobs. You look up at him, waiting for something, anything to come out of his mouth. Nothing does. You hold your face in your hands as you sob, and after what feels like eternity, you feel his hands pull yours away and uncover your face. Once you look up, you’re met with his face at eye level with yours. He’s sitting in front of you, your hands in his, when he moves a hand to brush the hair from your face.
“I can’t. I- I’m sorry.” His voice is like a gunshot. “I can’t tell you that. Any of that.”
You just stare in confusion. You’ve left nothing more to say, leaving you unable to respond.
“You’ve stolen something of mine, you know?” His voice is calm, almost soothing, and his words seem strategic in comparison to your word vomit before.
“Stolen? I didn’t steal anything-”
“My heart.”
That feeling came flooding back, stronger than ever before. His words alone knocked the wind out of your lungs. Am I in Hell? The burning radiating on your skin is almost unbearable and you almost can’t hear him speak again over the sound of your heart thumping.
“My heart just won't stop p-pounding. When I'm near you, I can't control my heart. It's dangerous. Every time I see you, all I can think about is kissing you and I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about that.”
“...Wh- Why didn’t you tell me? You should’ve told me-” Your voice is wavering.
“The same reason you didn’t tell me? You’re too important to me. It felt safer hiding this than potentially ruining our friendship. I can’t lose you.” His hands move to cup your face, his thumbs brushing away the remaining tears.
“I can’t lose you, either.”
A soft, loving smile forms on Ted’s lips, your lips mirroring his. He lets out a relieved chuckle before speaking.
“Sitting in front of you, this close… it’s torture, not being able to kiss you.”
You can’t help it and briefly, softly giggle.
“After everything I just said, what makes you think you can’t?”
“And you kiss me in a way that’s gonna screw me up forever”
He’s clearly taken aback, somehow. After a short moment of him buffering, he leans in and softly kisses you. The feeling of his lips touching yours is electric. He doesn’t linger too long, and pulls away slightly, his hands still cupping your face. Your faces are so close you can feel how hot his breath is against your lips. Suddenly, you’re the one leaning back into the kiss. This time it’s more passionate, like it’s being fueled by desperation and hunger.
Your hands make their way to his face and wander up to his skull, gripping his hair. His hands slide down from your cheeks, to your neck and down to your hips. It’s like your bodies have bluetooth, your movements complimenting the other’s. Ted guides you to lie on your back, him hovering above you, but never breaking the kiss. A hand wanders everywhere and anywhere, trying to feel every inch of your skin, as he adjusts his positioning and wedges his knee in between your legs. A slight gasp echoes from your mouth during the kiss once his knee presses against your core. He takes the break in the kiss as an opportunity to move focus on your neck.
His hot breath, soft lips, and slight nibbling against your sensitive skin causes you to shiver. You can feel the slight breeze against your goosebumps. The innate desire to move your hips against his knee is almost unbearable.
“Ted,” Your voice is breathless, and barely audible.
He pulls away slowly, a sucking noise left behind. Before either of you can say anything, there’s an approaching chatter. Quickly, you both readjust to trying to look normal and like you’re just chilling. Once the people are past, a laughter erupts from both of you. You both end up on your backs, laying in the grass and looking up at the sky. Eventually, the laughter fades and a comfortable silence is left. Your vision is spinning slightly, and you’re not sure if it’s from the alcohol.
“It’s a shame, the stars are probably pretty tonight.” Your voice pierces the silence, only the moon is barely visible through the light pollution.
“Yeah, probably.” Ted’s voice is deeper now, almost as if he had just woken up or something. You turn your head to look at him and he’s already looking at you.
After probably too long of staring at him, you finally say, “You should probably get back up there, who knows what craziness is happening in there.” As you start to sit up, Ted practically launches himself upright so he’s standing and offers you a hand. You take his hand this time and once you’re standing, he quickly pulls you into a hug. You don’t fight it, rather you melt into him, letting his grip around you hold you upright. Eventually, he lets go and as you both start walking back into the building, you take his hand in yours.
Once you enter the apartment, almost everyone inside goes silent and looks to the front door. The attention on you guys makes you realize you’re still holding hands and you quickly let go.
“What are you guys ogling for, hmm?” Ted tries to break the awkwardness, and it mostly works. Mostly everyone went back to their conversations and ignored your presence, and those who didn’t were ignored. You eventually split off from Ted to head to the bathroom. Once alone, your mind starts to race again. What happens now? What about that girl from before? A million worries flood your brain. You splash some sink water onto your face and when you look up into the mirror, you see your neck. Fuck.
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warnings/tags: female reader, no use of "y/n", the sims 4 "woohoo", pillow underneath reader, graphic descriptions of sex, "i love you's" are said, i can't think of anything else but let me know if anything should be added!
brief summary: you're playing the sims while listening to music when ted comes home and watches your gameplay until he rests a hand on your shoulder.
A/N: sooo this is my second smut/x-reader and i don't know how great this is, but i hope you guys enjoy it! this was inspired by a post i found on pinterest that i'll put below this. any tips/constructive criticism are greatly appreciated! also, this is a sorta song fic of "king of my heart" by taylor swift :3
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“And you move to me like I’m a Motown beat”
In the bedroom, soft lighting and whirring of the PC, you're sitting at your desk and playing the Sims 4, listening to music through your headset. It’s been about six hours straight of you playing the Sims, the time spent creating your sims and building their house. You’ve finally reached the actual gameplay part of the game and your motivation to play starts to wane. After about ten minutes of doing the starting gameplay things, you decide to be funny- you make them woohoo. Watching them climb into the bed and under the blanket, the hearts start to appear as the sims giggle. That’s when you feel a hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn around quickly and pull off your headphones simultaneously. Your fear immediately disappears once you see who’s standing behind you.
It’s Ted.
“Whatcha doing there, hmm?” He mutters amusingly.
You roll your eyes at him, “Playing the Sims”
“Well, I can see that, but what are they doing?” He grins and is clearly wanting to laugh, but doesn’t.
You stiffen and your eyes widen when you realize what your sims were doing. “Leave me alone!” Your hands reach to cover the screen.
His composure finally breaks, his laughter filling the room.
“How long were you standing there?” You question as you close out of the game quickly.
He takes a moment to collect himself, slowing his laughter, “Long enough to know that you made us in the Sims and made us fuck” His laughter growing again.
You groan as you cover your face with your hands, your face bright red, “I’m so embarrassed”
He speaks through his laughs, “Hey, hey, I think it’s cute” He kneels in front of you and pulls your hands away from your face.
As he pulls your hands away, you just frown at him not saying anything. He holds your hands in his, pulling one up to meet his lips as he kisses the back of your hand. He looks back up at you, meeting your gaze, “Want to know what I’m thinking?”
You tilt your head slightly at him, “What are you thinking?”
He stands up, still holding your hands in his and pulling you up from your desk chair. “Well, since you obviously are thinking about it…” He pulls you over to the edge of the bed.
You feel your face burn even hotter than before, “I…”
“No pressure at all, but if you want to…” He continues when you don’t continue your thought.
You sigh to yourself before pulling your hands from his and climbing onto the bed, turning to face him and smile softly. He smiles back and giggles softly as he pulls his shirt off before climbing onto the bed. As he moves to hover you, your lips meet in a soft, loving kiss and you lie back on the bed. His knee slides in between your legs, resting it against your core.
"and we rule the kingdom inside my room"
The kiss quickly becomes more desperate, your hands tangled in his hair and his hands wandering around your body. Without breaking the kiss, you slowly sit up and he sits up, following your movement. After a few moments, you both slightly pull away from the kiss, breathing heavily, and you pull your shirt off before pulling him into another kiss.
Through the kiss, your desperate breaths fill each other’s mouths. Ted reaches around to unhook your bra, still keeping a hand on your thigh. Without pulling away, you slip your bra off and toss it away before he pushes you until you’re flat against the bed. Using one hand to hold himself above you, his other hand travels to your chest, softly brushing his thumb across your nipple.
Desperation fills your veins, as you continue to kiss Ted hungerly, your body starts to rock against his knee that’s pressing against you. A smile forms on his lips, pausing the kiss. He moves his hand from your breast, sliding down your stomach, and slipping under your waistband of your leggings and underwear.
“Holy shit, you’re this wet from just kissing?” He speaks deeply and quietly.
You roll your eyes at him and just as you’re about to say something, his fingers start to dance around your core, making your back arch slightly. “Oh, Ted-” His eyes flicker with delight at your reaction to him. He leans down again into a kiss, still working his fingers over your clit. With one hand gripping his shoulder, your other hand slides down his body, until your hand gets to his bulge and you rub his cock through his jeans. He pulls back slightly and groans at your touch before he places a kiss on your forehead and removes his hand from your pussy. He slinks off the bed quickly, standing at the foot of the bed as he unbuckles his belt. You crawl to the end of the bed and start to unbutton and unzip his jeans. You tug on his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers. His cock flicks forward and snaps back against his body once it’s freed. You can’t help it, staring at it for a moment too long. Though it’s not the first time, you still haven’t gotten used to seeing the size of it.
"and all at once, you're all i want"
Ted chuckles softly as you stare, causing your gaze to break and look up to meet his eyes. Suddenly, his hands wrap around your shoulders and he moves you to lie back. Once your head rests against the bed, his hands move to your waistband and slides your leggings and underwear off, his movements smooth and quick. After tossing your bottoms to the side, he moves around the bed and grabs a pillow, moving in front of you again before lifting your lower half and sliding the pillow under the arch of your back. As he lowers you, he moves in between your legs, pressing himself against your core.
“Do you still want to?” His hand tucking your hair behind your ear with a gentle voice.
Your head moves towards his hand at his touch, “Yes, do you?”
"the taste of your lips is my idea of luxury"
“Absolutely” He leans down, his lips meeting yours. Using one hand to keep himself from crushing you, his other hand grabs his cock and moves it along your slick folds before slowly pushing into your entrance. As he pushes into you, the pressure and burning sensation forces a wince out of you. You tightly close your eyes and grip the blanket underneath you.
“Hey, are you okay?” He brushes his thumb across your cheek softly and stops pushing into you further.
“Mhm, I’m okay, I promise” You whisper softly. Ted nods, leaning down to kiss your nose before pushing into you further. Once he’s fully inside, he waits a moment for your body to get used to him before slowly thrusting in and out.
“Fuck, Ted-” Your utter breathlessly, his cock stretching you out. He smiles at you softly as he starts to quicken his pace slightly. He leans down and starts sucking your nipples gently, keeping his pace steady. Your hands travel, one to hold his hair at the back of his head and the other down to your clit. Your fingers move in synchronicity with his thrusts, while his tongue wanders your tits.
“Mhh, you feel so fucking good” His breath hot against your chest. He straightens and grabs your waist before increasing his pace rapidly. The grip of his hands on your hips holds you still while his thrusts deepen further. You start to feel the building pressure in your stomach, pleasure rushing through your body. The sounds of your bodies slapping against each other and breathless moans fill the room.
One of Ted’s hands meets yours, pushing it away and continuing to rub your clit. Having the sensation come from his fingers instead of your own furthers the imminent orgasm building. Your hands grip the blanket beneath you again, your head tilting back as you moan loudly.
"king of my heart, body and soul"
“Shshsh” Ted utters through soft giggles. Your legs start to close, but he moves his hand from your waist to hold your thigh down. Feeling your walls tighten around his length tells him you’re almost there. He leans down and whispers into your ear, “You’re close, let yourself go”
Your eyes roll and goosebumps form across you. The burning sensation rushes through your veins as the wave crashes over in your stomach. Pulling on the blanket tightly and your body starting to vibrate, Ted continues his thrusts and keeps his fingers dancing on your clit.
“Oh fuck, I’m so close”. His words shake through his breathlessness. Once you hit your climax, your pleasure erupts from your mouth in moans and screams. Your walls spasm and clench, the pressure pushing Ted over the edge. His thrusts slow, but continues through both of your orgasms. Loud groans and sighs come from him as he releases his warmth into you.
The breathless sighs echo through the room and Ted’s movement comes to a stop. He meets your gaze and you smile lovingly at him as he leans down to kiss you gently, your hands reaching up to hold his face. “You’re fucking amazing, you know that?”
His face is only centimeters from yours, his hot breath against your lips. “Oh, stop it” You giggle quietly, his lips meeting yours again for a moment before pulling away completely. He slowly slides his length out, a feeling of emptiness in you in his absence. He moves to lie beside you, wrapping his arms around you as you move into him, resting your head on his chest.
Ted’s heart pounds against your ear, slowly becoming less rapid. His fingers run through your hair, softly scratching your scalp. After a few minutes of sitting in comfortable silence like that, Ted places a kiss to the top of your head, “I love you”
His voice rattles through his chest, coming out extra deep and raspy. You move slightly and tilt your head to look up at him, “I love you too, Ted”
"and all at once, you are the one"
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Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Calypso & Amarylliz
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trigger warnings: none?? let me know if i need to add any
tags: friends to ???, first meeting, "oh"
backstory/info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 20
quick summary:
Since moving to New York with her best friend Amarylliz, Calypso has felt alone. Well, not ALONE alone; she has Amarylliz after all. Though, she rarely gets to spend time with her now that classes and rehearsals have started up.
Luckily, Calypso has something to look forward to. ~ First meet before TwitchCon 2019
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this fic is once again based on mine and calypso's current dr we have together, hence why it's not an x-reader... my apologies!
this is an older fic and the chapters are considerably shorter compared to the other fics i have. all chapters will be linked at the bottom of each post (this is a pre-finished fic so all chapters will soon be uploaded)
*written in calypso's pov*
anyways! have fun and feel free to give thoughts!
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It's Poker, He Can't See it in My Face, but I'm About to Play My Ace
I can't help but wonder, how did this even happen? Like, one day we didn't even know what each other looked like, if we were even real, and now? Now, we're sitting on a park bench talking about random shit just to keep talking. Did I force this to happen? I mean, I was the one who "copied" him and did a face reveal.
"Hey, you good? You're really spacey right now".
"Yeah, yeah. Sorry, I was just getting distracted by my thoughts. What were you saying? About who you're staying with in LA?"
"It's not important, do you maybe want to walk around? May help distract your brain, it does for me".
"I like that idea, we should probably find Lizzie and let her know first".
We stood up in synchronicity, causing our shoulders to brush. I didn't mean to, but I didn't move away. Before I could give it another thought, I hear trampling foot steps from behind us. We both whipped around, worried it was going to be someone who wanted a picture or something, brushing our knuckles against each others.
"Guys! Where are you going?"
It's just Lizzie, thankfully.
"We were coming to find you, we're going to walk around the park. Where were you?"
"I found this cute couple and asked if they wanted me to take some pictures of them. Want to see?"
"Sure, but do you think it'd be better if I saw after you edited them?"
"You're right. Well, can I walk with you guys?"
"Of course not".
I look towards Schlatt, surprised he interjected since he hasn't yet. I look at his facial expression, worried I was about to have to stop any hurt feelings. He was grinning, thankfully.
"Oh shut up, I don't mind third wheeling".
"Third wheeling more like- shit I don't have anything".
"Loserrrrr. Lyps you wanted to hang out with this guy?"
I drown them out, thinking about how thankful I am that my two best friends are getting along. Who would have thought?
"Guyssss, can we walk? I'm tired of hearing your blabbering".
We start walking, listening to the ambiance of them continuing to defend themselves while simultaneously proving my point.
"You guys are boring. Lyps, you cool if I head a block over to grab some food? I don't think he could murder you even if he wanted to anyways".
"Yeah, that's cool. I'll meet you there in a bit, okay? Text me when you get there, don't want you getting murdered".
"I willllll. See you later bro".
Schlatt and I stand awkwardly in the middle of the sidewalk as we watch Lizzie skip away.
"I could totally murder you if I actually wanted, you're just lucky I don't".
"Oh yeah? Well, maybe you will now".
I shove him with all my strength, underestimating just how sturdy he would be. I got him off balance enough to get a head start, but it didn't matter. Long legs over here caught up to me almost immediately, grabbing my wrist to keep me from running.
"Ugh, fine you win"
"Did you really think that shove would knock me over? I'm like twice the size of you".
"I seemed to have underestimated your size in comparison to my strength".
An awkward silence fell over us. What do we do now? I don't want to leave, not yet anyway. It's nice being able to spend time with someone other than myself or Lizzie. I glance up at him and followed his eyes to see where he was looking. He was still holding my wrist. Coming to the realization, we both quickly step apart. The silence has become even more awkward.
"So, um, I should probably start heading home. I have a long walk ahead of me"
"Oh, yeah, of course"
I say trying not to sound disappointed.
"Wait, I thought this place was our halfway point? I only have a 15 minute walk?"
"Yeah, I didn't realize how long it would take to walk here. I was looking at the drive time".
"You're the biggest idiot ever. Do you want a ride home? We can walk to my place and I can take you?"
"No, it's okay. I need to get my steps in anyways, thank you though".
Since when has he cared about his steps? Maybe I was too pushy.
"Oh of course. Text me when you get home, okay?"
"Definitely. You better actually text me when you and Amarylliz get home too."
"You got it".
I go to turn towards the restaurant Lizzie was at, but I was stopped. Before I knew it, I was being smothered. He was hugging me? Or maybe killing me.
"See ya Lyps".
"Oh... bye".
I watched him quickly walk away, far enough to where he could slow down without being close, but close enough to where I could still hear his heavy breathing. Wow he's out of shape. Although he is strong enough to bear hug me. That hug was weird, or was it? Am I being weird about it? I almost wish it had been a longer hug, other than the almost suffocating.
I start heading towards the restaurant. Walking the path we had just circled probably 50 times while talking. I keep playing the moments of today over in my head. Why am I thinking this hard about it? I reach the park bench we sat at, thinking about how we brushed shoulders. And then our hands. How I was longing for a hug and finally got it. What is wrong with me?
~how quick can you take your clothes off? pop quiz~
a Ted Nivison/x-reader (oneshot probably ?)
*MDNI SMUT*
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warnings/tags: female reader, hidden relationship, sneaky, descriptions of sex??, i can't think of any warnings but lmk if i need to add any
brief summary?: you’re staying at an AirBnb in San Diego for VidCon with a couple other creators. you and ted have just recently made your relationship official, but don’t want everyone to know yet.
A/N: soooo this is based on that scene of belly/conrad from szn 3 of tsitp. also... this is my first time writing smut AND an x-reader so my apologies if this isn't great. any tips/constructive criticism are appreciated!! oh and the title has really nothing to do with the fic, it's just from the song i was listening to when i got the idea for this lols. (nonsense by sabrina carpenter)
word count: 1143
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“Good night!” You call out before shutting yourself into your room. Everyone had said their good nights and retired to their rooms for the night. You lay in bed with the lights off, trying your best to fall asleep, but the anticipation of going to VidCon tomorrow is looming. You can’t help but wish you were with Ted. The way he would stroke your hair and hold you while you drifted asleep is probably the only thing that would get you calm enough right now. That’s when your phone vibrates, illuminating the room.
Teddy <3-
I miss you
You-
We saw each other like 30 minutes ago Ted…
Teddy <3-
I know
Ugh
Sweet dreams love
You turn off your phone and clutch it to your chest. If only everyone knew already, we could’ve shared a room you think to yourself. You keep tossing and turning, but eventually decide to give up. You haven’t heard any movement in the house since everyone went to their rooms, so you slink out of bed and open your door slowly and close it behind you gently, it only creaking slightly. Unfortunately, Ted’s room is the furthest down the hall, so you tiptoe across the wooden floor past everyone else’s rooms. As you reach his door, there’s a barely visible line of light coming from beneath his door. He’s still awake. You don’t bother knocking, it would make too much noise and rattle through the silence of the night. Quickly, but quietly, you open his door.
Ted quickly looks up from his book, “What are you doing in here?” His expression is full of shock and confusion.
“Shh…” You reply while shutting the door behind you, holding a finger to your mouth to match your shushing.
“C’mere.” He waves a hand to gesture you over. Without hesitation, you crawl onto his bed, under the blankets, and snuggle into his side. Like an instinct, he immediately starts brushing his fingers through your hair, instantly making your heart swell.
“I missed you.” He whispers, his face just inches from yours. You smile softly as you reach up and pull his face down to kiss him. After a moment, you both pull away slightly at the same time, looking deep into each other's eyes. Without a second thought, you pull him in for another kiss and move under the blankets to straddle his lap. He pulls away this time, smiling lovingly into your eyes. Brushing the hair from around your face, he cups your cheeks and pulls you into another kiss, softly biting at your lower lip. Your hands immediately find their place at the back of his skull, running through and gripping at his hair, while his hands start to roam your body.
Through the kiss, you feel one of his hands leave your hips, but as soon as you notice it, his hand is pulling your underwear to the side and rubbing your clit.
“Oh, Ted-” You utter breathlessly, tilting your head back, breaking the kiss while gripping his hair and pulling his head closer to your chest. You lean back in for another kiss, but this time it’s much more desperate, a hunger taking over. Before you know it, you’re pulling away slightly and pulling off your oversized shirt. His eyes only glance for a moment before meeting your eyes again. He traces your arms with his finger tips as he kisses down your neck to your collar bones, you tilting your head back to give him better access.
As he places his last kiss, he leans forward, grabbing your waist and rolling you onto your back, hovering over you now. He admires you before leaning down into another kiss, his knee pushing against your core. Desperate for him, you start grinding against him for any feeling of friction. He pulls back from the kiss as he notices and reaches his hand into your underwear again. Just his touch makes you shudder, but even more when he pushes two fingers into you while rubbing your clit with his thumb. You arch your back, reaching up and grabbing at his back, nails digging into his skin slightly. He leans back in, kissing you deeply as you moan.
As you start to feel the pressure growing in your stomach, you reach a hand down and rub it against his hard dick through his boxers. He gasps slightly at your touch, pulling slightly away, breaking the kiss.
“Do- do you want to?” He stutters in a whisper.
You nod, causing him to grin stupidly. He quickly leans back and slides your underwear off, tossing them onto the floor before he pulls his own off. He moves in closer, aligning his tip with your opening.
“Are you positive you want to? What if someone hears?” He asks again, this time more serious.
“Please.” Knowing that single word would push him to not care about his worry. He nods and rubs his tip against your folds before slowly pushing into your entrance. You gasp as he pushes inside, gripping the sheet underneath you. Though this isn’t the first time, you still haven’t gotten used to his size.
“Is this okay?” He asks sweetly, as he starts slowly thrusting.
“Mhm.” Is all you manage to utter. He leans down to kiss you as he starts speeding up his thrusts, as you gasp and moan with each movement. You feel the pressure growing again and he notices your walls clenching around his length.
“Wait for me, please.” He whispers into your ear, which only brings you closer. He starts moving faster and hitting deeper, erupting a loud moan from you. He covers your mouth gently with his hand, keeping the other gripped on your hip.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” His voice clouded by the slapping of his body into yours. You reach down and start rubbing your clit, but he quickly pulls his hand from your mouth, pushes your hand away, and starts rubbing it for you. Your back arches and it almost sends you over the edge.
“Y- you feel so fucking g- good.” You stutter through his thrusts. This quickly accelerates his building orgasm, his movements immediately becoming more desperate. The pressure in your stomach finally overtakes you, pleasure flooding through your body causing you to vibrate. The clenching from your orgasm around his length also sends him over the edge, moaning into your ear as he thrusts through his orgasm. Both of your panting fill the room as he fills you.
Once his high starts to come down, he kisses you softly before moving to lay beside you. He pulls you into him and you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck. As he strokes your hair, your final thought is how are we going to hide this in the morning? before drifting off to sleep in his arms.
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erm well let me know if you want like a part 2 to this i have a vague idea of what i could do, it probably just won't be smutty lol
Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Calypso & Amarylliz
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trigger warnings: none?? let me know if i need to add any
tags: friends to ???, first meeting, "oh"
backstory/info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 20
quick summary:
Since moving to New York with her best friend Amarylliz, Calypso has felt alone. Well, not ALONE alone; she has Amarylliz after all. Though, she rarely gets to spend time with her now that classes and rehearsals have started up.
Luckily, Calypso has something to look forward to. ~ First meet before TwitchCon 2019
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this fic is once again based on mine and calypso's current dr we have together, hence why it's not an x-reader... my apologies!
this is an older fic and the chapters are considerably shorter compared to the other fics i have. all chapters will be linked at the bottom of each post (this is a pre-finished fic so all chapters will soon be uploaded)
*written in calypso's pov*
anyways! have fun and feel free to give thoughts!
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word count: 755
We Play Dumb, but We Know Exactly what We're Doing
"Psst. Psst. Wake up, I made french toast".
With drool running down my cheek, I sit up almost instantly and open my eyes upon the heavenly smell. We sit at the kitchen table for once, normally we just sit on the couch or in our rooms.
"Soooooo, you excited for todayyyy?"
I don't even have to look at her to know she's grinning like an idiot again. Why is she like this?
"Dude, I haven't been awake long enough for this shit. Let me eat in peace".
"Fine, fine. Be lame. I'm going to hop in the shower, don't fall asleep again".
"Mhm, yeah whatever".
Who does she think I am? How could I ever possibly fall asleep?
"DUDE! GET UP!"
"Oops...my bad".
I dramatically roll from the couch, to the floor, and lay there for a second groaning. Waking up is disgusting, why am I doing this for him? Inching my way to the bathroom, I turn the shower on and stand there for a while letting the almost boiling water hit my back. Eventually, I actually get to showering and only get out once the water starts getting cold.
"Lyps, it's almost 2. We need to leave soon so we aren't late".
"He's probably going to be late himself, it's fine".
"Whatever you say. Does he know I'm coming?"
"Shit, no I forgot to tell him. One sec".
calypso_rae:
Heyyyyy, so I forgot, but is it okay if I bring my friend with me? I don't want you to murder me or anything lmao
jschlatt:
As long as you guys don't try to murder me
calypso_rae:
I mean wasn't planning on it but now that you say that.....
JUST KIDDING
We'll be there soon
"He's cool with it, I'm going to do my hair real quick and then I'm ready".
"Yay! Hey, do you know where that spare camera is?"
"What are you up to Lizzie? Why on Earth do you need the camera?"
"Oh no reason, just wanna take pictures of the park is all".
I could read through that lie before she even spoke it. What could possibly go wrong if she has it? Content? I just have to remember where I put it.
"Fine. Um, it might be in my closet if you want to go look".
She quickly brushes past me straight into my room, why is she so excited about this? It's not like anything is going to happen. Well, other than the potential murder.
"Found it! And the battery is charged somehow".
"Yay, now you won't be in the way"
"Oh yeah, mhm, totally won't be in the way now".
I often wonder how other people perceive our friendship. We're about to find out how Schlatt will.
After about a 15 minute walk, we arrive at the park, but don't see him anywhere. He's probably just late like I said he would be. Hopefully he didn't just come, that would be unfortunate.
"Do you see him anywhere? I don't even remember what he looks like. Maybe he didn't come?"
I will never understand how she can be so oblivious while being so perceptive at the same time.
"Lizzie, he's probably just late like I said he would be. I'm sure he'll be here. Also, how do you not remember what he looks like? He faced revealed like two days ago?"
"Hey, don't question how this brain works up here. Maybe you should text him?"
I reach into my pocket for my phone and it's vibrating. Who would be messaging me right now?
jschlatt:
Yo where are you
Wait are you even coming
Dude i'm about to leave
WHERE ARE YOU
calypso_rae:
Oops
We're here
We're over by the playground
jschlatt:
Ugh i hate you
calypso_rae:
I know you love me <3
"He's here and walking over now. He actually got here a while ago apparently. My bad".
"I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD HAVE LEFT SOONER"
Luckily, before I would be obligated to respond, Schlatt started walking towards us.
"Heyyy man, sorry about that. How are you?"
"It's whatever dude, I was just worried that you guys got murdered on the way here or something".
The sly smile as he said that, ugh. He thinks he's soooo funny, doesn't he?
"Unfortunately not, now we HAVE to see you".
"More like get to, have you seen the people? They're going crazy dude".
The three of us migrate over to the picnic tables under the trees, talking about anything we can think of to fill the awkward silences. Lizzie ended up wandering off, taking some pictures of the ducks. I dread having to go through this conversation alone. Why is it so hard to talk to him? We've been friends for years now, although through a screen, it shouldn't be this hard , right?
Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Calypso & Amarylliz
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trigger warnings: none?? let me know if i need to add any
tags: friends to ???, first meeting, "oh"
backstory/info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 20
quick summary:
Since moving to New York with her best friend Amarylliz, Calypso has felt alone. Well, not ALONE alone; she has Amarylliz after all. Though, she rarely gets to spend time with her now that classes and rehearsals have started up.
Luckily, Calypso has something to look forward to. ~ First meet before TwitchCon 2019
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this fic is once again based on mine and calypso's current dr we have together, hence why it's not an x-reader... my apologies!
this is an older fic and the chapters are considerably shorter compared to the other fics i have. all chapters will be linked at the bottom of each post (this is a pre-finished fic so all chapters will soon be uploaded)
*written in calypso's pov*
anyways! have fun and feel free to give thoughts!
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word count: 750
We're so Young, but We're on the Road to Ruin
"Video Uploading...24%"
The most painful part; waiting.
I sit and stare at the computer screen, watching the percent go up; 37% to 42% back to 24%.
After about 15 minutes, the video is finally published. Now more waiting. More thinking. How will the fans react? Will they get mad that I "copied" him? Will they be weird about it?
The thoughts didn't linger long before notifications started coming in.
"OMG CALYPSORAE FACE REVEAL"
"AHHHH"
"YOU'RE SO PRETTY"
I'm thankful for all the positive comments, and thankful for my moderators deleting the nasty ones. Unsure what to do now, I start looking into the different creators attending TwitchCon.
*blooblop*
"A discord notification? I wonder- oh it's Schlatt".
We messaged back and forth for a little while, talking about TwitchCon and our face reveals. We both felt better knowing that we we're both actually who we said we were.
"Jschlatt is typing..."
Man, he's been typing a while. What, is he confessing or something?
"Hey since we both live in New York, do you want to hang out before next week?"
Oh. That was unexpected and took way too long to type.
"Sure, where should we meet up?"
We decided on a park halfway between us to meet up at 2pm tomorrow. I need to do laundry.
While looking through the cabinets for dinner, the front door flies open as I see Amarylliz's ginger hair fly in front of her face.
"YOU FACE REVEALED?! AND DIDN'T TELL ME?!"
Stunned, I stand there idly and without thoughts. I can't tell if she's actually mad or not.
"Calypso Rae, how dare you. Also, did you see Schlatt's tweet? Oh, and I brought home dinner".
Confused by the amount of tone changes in her words, I start with the most important thing to address.
"Whatcha get? Pizza?"
"Nope, I stopped and got some fettuccini with bread sticks."
"Fuck yeah. What tweet?"
Lizzie opens up her twitter as I watch over her shoulder, her feed is almost entirely about Taylor Swift. As she types Schlatt's username into the search, I feel my stomach drop in dread.
"Guys, obviously my number one fan is Calypso. She copied me".
Before I could even start reading the tweet, Lizzie starts giggling to herself. I don't get what's so funny and why this is so important that she had to yell at me about it?
"What are you laughing to yourself about, hm? Are YOU his biggest fan?"
"It's not what he said silly, look at the replies-"
I take her phone and scroll though them, starting to realize why she's giggling.
"Why are all these people saying we should date? Well, more than normal anyway. All we did was face reveal?"
"Lyps, it's because he said you're his biggest fan. They're making it into that you have a crush on him".
"Ugh, weirdos. Can we eat? I've been starving trying to find food for the past hour".
Lizzie opens the to-go bag as I grab our last plates from the cupboard. She starts to tell me about her day and something about how this one guy in her class almost caught fire or something, but I can't pay attention.
"And then this other guy- are you even paying attention? What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind with everything coming up".
"What things are making you worry? You weren't this stressed about the trip until now were you?"
I sigh, how do I tell her my plans for tomorrow when she was giggling over the tweet? I also don't feel like getting murdered though, so I have to tell her so I'm not alone.
"Well uh, after I posted my face reveal Schlatt messaged me on discord"
I look up and see her grinning the most stupid smile I've ever seen.
"And we got to talking about TwitchCon and how we are both flying in from New York, and then he asked if I wanted to meet up before we head out next week".
I look away from her, already knowing what she's about to say- or yell.
"DID YOU SAY YES?!"
"Yes, we are supposed to meet at this one park around 2 tomorrow. Do you-"
"CAN I COME?!"
It's almost like we have the same brain.
"I was just about to ask you that, I don't want to get murdered".
We spend the next hour or so talking about tomorrow and planning ahead for everything like our outfits, if anything bad happens, or if plans change. We throw our clothes in to the wash and Lizzie heads to bed. I stay up and watch TV while I wait to switch the laundry, and trying to distract myself from thinking about tomorrow.
Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Calypso & Amarylliz
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trigger warnings: none?? let me know if i need to add any
tags: friends to ???, first meeting, "oh"
backstory/info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 20
quick summary:
Since moving to New York with her best friend Amarylliz, Calypso has felt alone. Well, not ALONE alone; she has Amarylliz after all. Though, she rarely gets to spend time with her now that classes and rehearsals have started up.
Luckily, Calypso has something to look forward to.
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First meet before TwitchCon 2019
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this fic is once again based on mine and calypso's current dr we have together, hence why it's not an x-reader... my apologies!
this is an older fic and the chapters are considerably shorter compared to the other fics i have. all chapters will be linked at the bottom of each post (this is a pre-finished fic so all chapters will soon be uploaded)
*written in calypso's pov*
anyways! have fun and feel free to give thoughts!
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We're all Bored, We're all so Tired of Everything
I drop my head onto my desk, loud enough to echo inside. Streaming for 6 hours straight takes more out of me than I realize. Tilting my head up enough to look at the time on the blinding screen, it is way later than I thought it was. Luckily, it doesn't matter much; all I ever do is sleep and stream nowadays.
I should get up to eat, but I crave the comfort of my bed. Standing up, I feel my back crack what feels like a thousand times. That felt amazing, but can't be healthy. Stumbling into the kitchen, I try to quietly scour for food, anything that I can shove in my face quickly.
"What are you doing? It's like four in the morning dude".
I turn around as if I got caught stealing. This is not a conversation I really want to be having right now.
"Oh, uh, I was just getting a snack. I'm sorry if I woke you".
"You didn't, I have to be at campus by six this morning. Have you slept at all? You look like you haven't slept in weeks".
I watch as she rubs her eyes as if she's a toddler who got woken up from a nap. I know if I lie she'll see right through it, but telling her the truth will lead to a lecture.
"Yeah, I just haven't been sleeping well is all. I think I need new pillows".
I don't need new pillows, I just got some a few weeks ago. I'm just hoping Amarylliz is too sleepy to remember that.
"That makes sense, I can get you some on my way home today if you want? I need to pick up some more towels anyways".
"No, don't worry about it. I'm too picky about them. What color towels do you want?"
The rest of the conversation was almost intelligible between each other's lack of brain function at this hour. I finally get into bed around five am, dreading the thought of waking up and repeating this routine for the millionth time.
I wake up to my phone blowing up, like genuinely probably about to explode from the amount of notifications. After only getting a few hours of sleep and being completely disoriented from the abrupt awakening, I try to read through the hundreds of notifications.
"We finally killed the ender dragon. (jschlatt face reveal)"
This has to be a joke, there's no way. I click into the video and go to the end, I don't need to watch us beating Minecraft, I was there.
Oh, he actually did it. He's not a 40 year old man, thankfully. Trying to think of a joke, all I can think about is how I am meeting him at TwitchCon next week.
hey, everyone! this is my masterlist of fanfiction i've uploaded on here! i will update this as time goes on, trying to keep it as current as possible. since i don't typically write one-shots, i'll only be linking the first chapters of each fic and the rest of the chapters will be at the bottom of each chapter :)
send in any fic requests! i may not get to it right away and i can't guarantee i'll do it, but i'll still appreciate your time!
i'm also not really positive on my boundaries for what i write, so just ask away and i'll let you know if it's too uncomfortable for me to write about
Ted Nivison fics:
~Electric Touch~ (complete)
~how quick can you take your clothes off? pop quiz~ (18+ SMUT oneshot)
~and we rule the kingdom inside my room~ (18+ SMUT oneshot)
Ted Nivison x Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Amarylliz, Ted Nivison & Calypso
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tags:
angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, oblivious pining, friends to lovers, *no smut*
tw:
alcohol consumption, mario party mention, ted being an absolute idiot
backstory & info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 22, except Ted is 23
quick summary:
Amarylliz Cordelia Lee is a student at NYU. She's enrolled in an acting class, and in the middle of struggling with her script she gets an unexpected surprise from a close friend of hers.
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just a psa... this is written about my shifting dr, hence why it's about a specific person rather than being an x-reader
also, this fic was actually written by my friend and she is cool with me posting it here
anyways! hope you enjoy and the chapters will be linked at the end of each entry as i upload them (this is a finished fic and i will post every chapter eventually)
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And I Want You Now, Wanna Need You Forever in the Heat of Your Electric Touch
Epilogue
||Amarylliz's POV||
December 31st, 2021, 8:45pm
If you had told Amarylliz a month ago that she would spend her entire New Year's Eve day on a plane to LA to see a boy she's not even dating, she'd call you a fucking liar. Except it's not a month ago and here she is, walking through the halls of Burbank's airport with her hastily packed carry on. For Ted Nivison of all people. She sighs, pulling out her phone.
Lizzie 12/31/21 8:46pm
Landed🙌
Lypso 12/31/21 8:46pm
Good
Tell teddy I said hi😉😏😜
Lizzie 12/31/21 8:46pm
Fuck off
She clicks her phone off before she can see Calypso's response, her cheeks flushed and heart thumping. Stupid Calypso, immediately making fun of her every chance she gets. Lizzie keeps walking, checking the signs on the walls directing the flow of traffic to where they need to go. She takes a turn, following the arrows pointing to baggage claim. The room opens up into a large room, people standing in clusters while they wait for their baggage to come out on the conveyor belt. The side of the airport has large, floor to ceiling windows letting the outside world of Burbank look into the bustling airport. She looks out the glass, and her heart jolts. Ted is standing outside, leaning against the wall and looking down at his phone. Shit. She feels her palms begin to sweat, her face heating up as her heart races.
The memories from three weeks ago swarm in her mind. The line rehearsals, the kiss, the whole getting drunk and freaking out. Then, the way he apologized. How he brought her flowers and a stuffed giraffe. The rest of his visit was filled with flustered glances and stolen kisses when they were alone in a room. It was good, exciting. She'd never felt so giddy and smitten as she did that week. Unfortunately though, the week had to come to an end. Ted had to leave, and it's not like Lizzie could just go with him right then and there. They agreed to put a hold on... well whatever they were. It was tearful, on Lizzie's part, which kinda freaked Ted out so he kissed her again and told her it wasn't an end, just a little break.
The weeks following were filled with non-stop texting and late night calls they would fall asleep on. It was two days before New Years Eve that Ted asked if she would come visit him. She didn't think twice before booking a flight. It's a miracle she even got a flight, considering it's literally two days before New Years and nine days after Christmas. That timing ended up with her getting a flight on New Years Eve that landed in LA at 8:30pm. Not the most ideal flight, but fuck at least she got one. She pulls her phone out again.
Lizz 12/31/21 8:49pm
Look up
She looks up as soon as she sends the message, wanting to catch his reaction. She sees him blink, then breaks out into a giddy smile when he whips his head up and looks around to spot her. Their eyes meet, and it feels like the whole world fades away and focuses only on them too. He smiles, waving at her shyly. She waves back. And then is promptly snapped out of her daze by the loud buzzer noise of the baggage claim conveyor belt starting up. She jumps, hurrying over to the belt as soon as her bag comes into vision and yanks it into her hold before practically sprinting out of the airport and straight to where he's standing.
||Ted's POV||
December 31st, 2021, 8:49pm
Lizz 12/31/21 8:49pm
Look up
Ted almost gives himself whiplash from how quickly he snaps his head up, eyes wide and searching. His eyes catch on a blur of red hair and he feels his chest tighten. Brown eyes meet green, and Ted feels his world click into place. Only for it to be ruined immediately as Lizzie turns around quickly. Ouch. He knows she's probably just grabbing her bag, but they were having a moment there, weren't they? Through the glass windows of the Burbank airport? He almost doesn't notice her barrelling towards him in time, and is barely able to shove his phone in his pocket before she's throwing her arms around his neck. He catches her around the waist, letting out a small, giddy giggle as he spins her around.
"You're here!" He exclaims, a wide smile on his face as he spins her one more time before setting her down. He looks over her, soaking in her presence. The way her eyes are sparkling, the flush on her cheeks, the excited smile on her lips. Shit, he's so fucked.
"I am!" She says, smiling up at him like he's even worthy of her smile. He feels his own face heat up, and almost chokes when she reaches up and steadies his crooked glasses on his face, "Your glasses are crooked."
"I.. I didn't notice. Thank you," He mumbles, pulling back and reluctantly letting go of her waist. He glances over at her luggage, and reaches over to grab her suitcase for her. He gives her a bright smile, "c'mon. Let's get out of here before the wave of people show up."
The car ride home is filled with stolen glances and stupid smiles. They talk about anything and everything, trying to fill the long car ride with sound instead of silence. He's tempted to reach out and take her hand, but he's too worried he'll make her uncomfortable. Also, every time he takes one of his hands off the wheel she side eyes him like he's gonna get them in a car crash, so he keeps his hands at ten and two for the remainder of the drive. He pulls his Toyota Tacoma into the parking structure of the apartment building he lives in, and quickly jumps out of the car and sprints around the back to open the door for her. She laughs, and he swears his heart is going to explode.
"Wow. What a gentleman," She teases him, climbing out of the car and dramatically curtseys to him. He flushes pink, and bows back to her. God, he's such a fucking loser what is he doing right now. He clears his throat, gesturing to the back of the car where her suitcase is,
"Ahem. Well.. uh.. Let's go inside then." He says, grabbing the suitcase and pulling it with him. He glances over his shoulder, making sure she's following. She is. They get inside, and he gives her a little house tour. Showing her where everything is, the kitchen, bathrooms, and finally his room. He stands awkwardly in the doorway, suddenly flustered as she examines his bedroom. He feels himself starting to overthink, and is drawn out of it by his phone chiming in his pocket.
Schlatt 12/31/21 11:17 pm
How's it goin
You didn't make her cry again did you
Ted 12/31/21 11:17pm
No
Fuck you
How do i talk to her help pls
Schlatt 12/31/21 11:17 pm
Lol
No
Ted almost throws his phone across the room, but is able to calm himself down and shove his phone in his pocket. This is going to be a long night.
||Amarylliz's POV||
Ted's apartment is surprisingly clean. The floors are clean, the counters are tidy. Hell, even the bookshelves have been recently dusted. Lizzie feels warm. Out of everything about Ted, the fact that he cleaned his entire apartment for her is what gets her flustered? She's in so much trouble. She catches him shoving his phone back into his pocket like it burned him, and wants to ask, but based on his expression it probably has to do with Schlatt. He always gets that look on his face when Schlatt does something. She inhales deeply, clearing her throat as he sets her suitcase on the foot of his bed.
"Soooo... where am I sleeping..?" She asks awkwardly, shuffling in place. His room is nice. Clean and tidy, filled with a few paintings and posters on the walls. A few house plants in the windowsill.
"Uh.. here? I figured you'd take my bed and I'd take the couch. Kinda the proper thing a host does, no?" He says, snapping out of her dazed staring at his room. She blinks, looking up at him with widened eyes.
"What? No no no, this is your bed. Your apartment. I'm not gonna steal your bed from you. It's fine really, I can take the couch-"
He raises his hand to cut her off, a small smile on his lips, "Nope. You're taking the bed. No arguments. So sorry, but I have to keep up my reputation of being a great host."
She blinks, wanting to argue, but he's already turning around and walking down the hall, gesturing for her to follow him. Damn man with his stupid ability to convince her of things, and his stupid eyes, and his stupidly cute smile, and stupidly nice hair and... shit. She snaps out of her thoughts and hurries after him down the hall.
He's in his kitchen, pouring a pitcher of water into two glasses. He looks up as she enters the room and flashes her a smile before pushing one of the glasses towards her. "Here," he says, "I figured you could use some water after your flight." She raises her eyebrows, taking the glass.
"Water? It's New Year's Eve. Where's the alcohol?" She jokes, a grin pulling on her lips as she sips the water. She doesn't miss the way he blanches and looks down at his glass. A frown pulls on her lips, and she steps closer to the counter. "Hey wait.. Uh.. did i say something? Are you suddenly sober and just didn't tell me? Fuck, is that insensitive to ask-"
He cuts her off with a weak laugh, shaking his head and waving her off. "No, god no I am not suddenly going sober. I just... well I figured you wouldn't want to uh... y'know... drink with me after what happened last time." He says it awkwardly, scratching the back of his head as he glances over at her shyly.
Right. How could she forget? The last time they drank together, Ted got wasted and probably passed out on the bathroom floor. While she... well she broke into sobs and had to be carried to bed by Schlatt of all people. Who knew that dumbass could comfort people? She clears her throat, an awkward smile pulls on her lips, "Right. Yeah... kinda blocked that whole night out of my mind. Ahem..." She hesitates, not really knowing where to go with this conversation. But it's New Year's Eve, and she's in the house of the person who's claimed her heart as his own personal prize. "I think... that drinking a little bit couldn't hurt. But maybe we should... y'know... talk about that thing we've been putting off for three weeks?"
He swallows thickly. She can see the way his throat constricts as he tries to breathe normally. Then he nods, a strained smile and flushed cheeks. "Yeah. Yeah, we should. C'mon." He says, walking around the counter and gesturing towards the couch. They sit next to each other, but not touching. He clears his throat, not knowing what to say but knowing he needs to be the one to start. He straightens up and faces her.
"I really like you. Like a lot. And I know you know that, and I know you know that I know that you like me too. But you deserve to hear me say it out loud, especially how royally I fucked up that night," he starts out, trying not to go insane over the way she's looking at him like he hung the stars. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm the racing beating of his heart, "You.. you scare me, you know that?"
Lizzie's eyes widen, and she tilts her head with a worried expression. "I.. I scare you? What do you mean I scare you?" Her mind races, going to the worst possible places. What, does he think she's a murderer? That she's dangerous? Or- god, what if he thinks she insane, or too much to handle or-
"Yeah, you scare me. I've never been so whipped for someone in my entire life. And I'm almost twenty-three years old."
Oh. Oh.
That's what he meant. She feels her entire face burn, and her chest constricts as her heart starts to race. Well shit. He just described the exact way she's feeling. How the hell is this man in her fucking head like this? He's staring at her with a scared expression, and realized she's been silent for way too long.
"I... I feel the same way. You scare me too. But like.. It's a good scary, you know? Like that feeling you get when you're about to get on a roller coaster and your heart starts racing and you feel all light headed like your chest is gonna explode." She says, rambling a bit. She meets his eyes, a shy smile on her face. "I like you a lot too, by the way. Because you deserve to hear it too." She watches the giddy smile split across his face, and she can't help but mirror it.
"So.. I guess there's really only one way to go from here, yeah?" He says, reaching out slowly to take her hands in his. She lets him, feeling her heart melt as his thumbs rub across her knuckles. She swallows thickly, giving him a shy smile and a nod. Ask me, she silently begs him, ask me already, Ted. He seems to have read her mind, because he opens his mouth again.
"Amarylliz Cordellia Lee. Will you do me the honor of being the Juliet to my Romeo? Y'know, minus the whole tragic killing ourselves and tragic ending thing."
She blinks at him, and then bursts into laughter. Oh, Calypso is not going to believe that this is the way he asked her to be his girlfriend. Lord, Lizzie realizes right then and there that she's fallen for an absolute loser. "I- Are you kidding me!? That's how you ask me?"
He flushes bright red, and he seems a little insulted underneath his flustered expression. "Hey! I thought it was fitting! I mean, we started this whole thing with Romeo and Juliet after all!" He defends, huffing at her. He pulls his hands back from hers, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting in embarrassment.
Lizzie calms her laughing down, giggling still. She shakes her head, reaching out to cup his face in her hands. "No- No I'm sorry. It was good. I liked it. It was cute. You're cute." He looks up and meets her eyes, still pouting at her. But he keeps eye contact, silently waiting for her to continue. She smiles, tilting her head with sparkling eyes. "Yes, Ted. I'll be your Juliet. Without the tragic suicide ending."
Ted's entire demeanor shifts, a wide smile breaking on his face. He laughs, giddy and real and Lizzie feels like her heart is going to burst for the millionth time that night. She thinks he's going to say something, but he's interrupted by shouting outside. A countdown. They lock eyes again, realization hitting them at the same time. Ted reels back, grabbing his phone and checking the time. 11:59. One minute till midnight. Holy shit. How cliche of them, to get into a committed relationship right as the ball drops. Ten seconds to midnight, and neither of them are drunk. Well, besides on love. He turns back to her, and they don't have to say anything. They both know. Ted's neighbors shout the countdown, and at three seconds they're both leaning in.
Fireworks explode. People are screaming and shouting. There's people outside popping those stupid confetti canons and dancing in the moonlight.
But in the quiet, warm, and personal space of the living room, a kiss is shared to seal a relationship that's been waiting to happen for months, maybe even years. It's just as electrifying as the first time. Soft, reverent, and sweet. He has his hands on her face, keeping her close, and she has her hands pressed to the front of his sweater. She could get very very used to this.
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btw trying to format the text messages made me actually crash out !!
Ted Nivison x Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Amarylliz, Ted Nivison & Calypso
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tags:
angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, oblivious pining, friends to lovers, *no smut*
tw:
alcohol consumption, mario party mention, ted being an absolute idiot
backstory & info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 22, except Ted is 23
quick summary:
Amarylliz Cordelia Lee is a student at NYU. She's enrolled in an acting class, and in the middle of struggling with her script she gets an unexpected surprise from a close friend of hers.
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just a psa... this is written about my shifting dr, hence why it's about a specific person rather than being an x-reader
also, this fic was actually written by my friend and she is cool with me posting it here
anyways! hope you enjoy and the chapters will be linked at the end of each entry as i upload them (this is a finished fic and i will post every chapter eventually)
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All I Know is This Could Either Break My Heart or Bring it Back to Life
||Schlatt's POV||
December 17th, 2021 7:15pm
Calypso was right. Schlatt thinks to himself, watching as Ted drunkenly attempts to pull Lizzie off the couch by her ankles. This is going to end horribly. He sighs, and leans back against the couch, tilting his head to the side. Calypso is perched on the couch next to him, warily watching Ted and Lizzie through clouded eyes. How is it that he's the only sober one here? A squeak jostles Schlatt out of his thoughts, and he looks back over to see that Ted has successfully tugged Lizzie off the couch. Schlatt sighs again.
"That is what you get for sabotaging me in mario party!" Ted exclaims, standing triumphantly over lizzie, who's sprawled out on the floor. She giggles.
"Well if I wasn't going to win, you weren't either." She defends, sitting up on the floor, her body swaying a bit. Schlatt rolls his eyes. Out of all the people in this room who should not be wasted, these two are tied for the top spot.
"You guys are fighting like an old married couple." Calypso chimes in, leaning forward. She's significantly less wasted than Ted and Lizzie are, but she's still there. Schlatt grimaces as she wobbles, and he places his arm around her shoulders to keep her steady. He also grimaces because bringing up the tension between Lizzie and Ted while both of their abilities to think are clouded is a bad idea.
Lizzie's face flushes, and she glances away from Ted to hide her expression. Ted's cheeks go red too, and Schlatt can't help but laugh. God, these two are absolutely hopeless. Neither of them are able to say anything, just awkward glances and embarrassed expressions. After a moment of this, Ted's demeanor changes. He grows pale, and hunches over a bit. Schlatt startles when Calypso sits upright, pointing at Ted accusingly.
"Do not throw up on my carpet!" She snaps, seeming to sober up quite a bit. Schlatt glances at Ted, who nods sheepishly then sprints out of the room. Lizzie watches him go with a confused and slightly hurt expression. Schlatt groans to himself, standing up from the couch.
"C'mon Liz. You need to go to bed." He says as softly as he can. It's not very soft at all. He offers her his hand, which she takes reluctantly. She lets him pull her up, and leads her to her room. It takes a few minutes to get her up the stairs without her tumbling down them, but after a while Schlatt has her in her room and on her bed. He silently curses Calypso for getting drunk, because taking care of Lizzie should absolutely be her job. Schlatt sighs as Lizzie curls under her covers, and he finally turns around to leave her room.
Sniffle
Schlatt freezes. Oh no. He reluctantly turns back to her, a panicked expression on his face. Please don't be crying, please don't be crying, please don't- fuck she's crying. He thinks to himself, inwardly screaming in panic. He does not know how to comfort people. He barely knows how to comfort his own damn girlfriend, let alone her best friend. He grimaces, and walks back over to her. He awkwardly picks up her childhood blankie, and offers it to her. Bad idea. She cries harder.
"Oh god. Lizzie please stop crying-" He pleads, kneeling down next to her bed. She sniffles, and buries her face in her blankie.
"He hates me." She mumbles, her voice thick and shaky. Schlatt cringes, sympathy stabbing him in the chest. Of course she thinks that. Ted had kissed her then immediately ran away from her and got fucking hammered, after all. He makes a mental note to yell at Ted for inadvertently putting him in this situation.
"No, Liz. He doesn't hate you. He's just a fucking idiot." He sighs, reaching his hand up to lightly pat her head. She sniffles, lifting her head slightly to look at him over her blankie.
"He ran away and got wasted after he kissed me. And then sprinted away and threw up after Calypso commented on our relationship." She whimpers, tears leaking from her eyes. Schlatt cringes, opening his mouth to respond but then snapping it shut. She's right, he thinks to himself, he did do both of those things. Schlatt swallows thickly, and nods. God, why does he have to be the one to comfort her?
"He uh.. He did do those things, yes. But as I said before, he's a fucking idiot. And he definitely doesn't hate you." He says, groaning the last part as if he's complaining. "He doesn't ever shut up about you, it's actually becoming insufferable."
"...what?" Lizzie whispers, her eyes wide. Schlatt assumes that if the rest of her face was visible to him, it would be bright red. He nods, giving her an exasperated look.
"Yeah Liz. You're like all he talks about. It's getting really annoying since he still wont fuckin do anything about it." He groans, shifting in his place to lean against her bedside table. Lizzie sits silently for a moment, pondering to herself. Tears are still leaking from her eyes, but they're falling slower and thinner. Schlatt sighs in relative relief.
"..you're not lying to me?" She asks quietly, glancing at him with a wary expression.
"No, I'm not lying to you. He seriously won't shut up about you."
"Okay I get it you don't have to keep repeating that." She whines, burying her face in her blankie again. Schlatt cackles, the tension finally thinning out.
"Oh right. My bad." He grins, watching in amusement as she hides her face from him. "I'm serious though, Lizzie. He doesn't hate you. He's just stupid and doesn't know how to handle his feelings. He'll make up for this. When he isn't throwing up in your bathroom."
Lizzie giggles, the sound muffled by her blankie. Schlatt smiles wider. He's always been better at making people laugh than at comforting them. She peeks out at him again, genuine gratitude in her eyes.
"Thanks Schlatt. I know comforting me was probably torture for you."
"Oh it fucking was. But I'm dating your best friend, so I kinda have to get used to being nice to you."
Lizzie grins, and he can tell by the way her eyes crinkle.
"Fair point. I'll put in a good word with her for you."
Schlatt furrows his eyebrows, glancing at her in confusion, "what do you mean by that? We're already dating. Why do you need to put in a good word for me?"
Lizzie begins cackling. Schlatt blanches. "Lizzie. Lizzie what do you MEAN-"
||Ted's POV||
Ted sprints to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before he's practically throwing up all of his insides. He did not eat enough for the amount of alcohol he consumed. He groans, leaning back when he stops. Fuck. I am an idiot. He looks up, glancing over at the open bathroom door to see Calypso leaning against the doorway, an unamused look on her face. He withers in his place, looking away from her.
"I know. I fucked up. You don't have to say it." He mutters, keeping his gaze off of her. He can hear her enter the room, shuffling around behind him. He hears the tap turn on and off, but doesn't turn to face her until she's kneeling beside him. He finally looks at her, a solemn expression on his face.
I'm still gonna say it. You're an idiot." She speaks, ignoring his kicked puppy expression to put a cold, damp towel on his forehead. He frowns, ducking away from her scrutinizing gaze. He goes to respond, but his gut constricts and he's once again leaning over the toilet and heaving up pure liquid. Calypso grimaces, and softly rubs his back. "You're lucky I'm not wasted, Ted. Or else you'd be doing this alone."
"Oh yeah. Thank you for sitting here with me in my lowest moments." He drawls, leaning back and wiping his mouth. She gives him a flat look, and he sinks back. He knows he has no right to be acting like this. He got himself in this position, and Calypso is only trying to help. While also chastising him for his idiocy. He looks up at her sheepishly. "I'm sorry."
Calypso shakes her head, "I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, Ted." He grimaces, and nods, his expression falling somber.
"I know. Fuck. I know. I shouldn't have just ignored what happened. She probably hates me. Hell, she probably thinks I hate her." He groans, shoving his face into his hands. He hears Calypso sigh, and lean back against the wall.
"You're probably right. How are you going to fix it?"
He swallows thickly, and mirrors her movements. He leans back against the wall opposite her, letting his legs stretch out in front of him. "I don't know. But i'm going to figure it out. I'll talk to her first thing tomorrow. I'll apologize for what I did, and let her know that it was a mistake."
Calypso bristles, and leans forward, a dark look on her face. "Let her know what was a mistake?" She says quietly, her voice holding a dangerous edge. Ted blanches.
"Oh. oh fuck- no not the kiss. The kiss wasn't a mistake. I meant the whole 'getting wasted and completely ignoring that anything even happened' thing. God the kiss wasn't a mistake. That was probably one of the best things i've ever done. I've never felt anything like that befor-
"Okay I don't need all the gory details, Ted. Gross." Calypso interrupts, raising her hand to silence him. He clamps his mouth shut, his cheeks flushing red. He looks down sheepishly.
"Sorry.." He mumbles. I'm not lying through, he thinks to himself, that was one of the best things I've ever done. Ted loses himself in thought, reminiscing on the kiss that was only a few hours ago like it was years ago. He smiles to himself, thinking about the way his chest felt like it was going to burst, about the way she kissed him back, about the way her cheeks flushed and how her eyes were shining and-
"Hey. Earth to Ted?" Calypso speaks, snapping her fingers in front of his face. Ted jostles out of his daydream, his cheeks flushing deeper. "Oh gross, you were thinking about it weren't you?"
"No! I mean- yeah," he mumbles, "yeah I was."
"You are so fucking hopeless its embarrasing." Calypso scoffs, rolling her eyes. She crosses her arms over her chest. "I can't believe it's taken you this long to realize you have feelings for her."
"Hey! It took you six years to realize you liked Schlatt! Don't talk to me you damn hypocrite!"
"No! It took six years for us to get together! We both actually knew about our feelings for years beforehand! We are not as bad as you two!"
Ted huff in annoyance, but doesn't protest. She's technically right. It has taken him an embarrassingly long time to recognize his feelings for Lizzie. He sighs, leaning his head back against the wall. "Okay, whatever. But back to the problem at hand; what the fuck do I do to make this better?"
Calypso looks at him for a long moment, debating silently, before speaking, "Well. For starters you need to sober up so you won't be wasted for your talk tomorrow. And second, I need you to tell me exactly how you feel about her. I will not let you break her heart again."
Ted grimaces, and nods vigorously, "Right. Um.. I.. I really like her, Cal. She's just so... god. I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop thinking about how it felt to kiss her, or how it feels to look at her when she smiles. It's so overwhelming, cal, I don't even know how to handle it. I've never been this wrapped up in a girl before."
Calypso raises her eyebrows, amusement lacing her expression. Ted shudders. He does not like that look on her. "Oh Teddy boy. You're whipped." She grins, leaning towards him. "I've never seen you like this before."
Ted groans, and covers his face, "Yeah I get it. I'm whipped. but you're not helping me here. I asked you to help me figure out how to fix this, not to make fun of me for my feelings." He ignores the way Calypso cackles at him.
"alright alright. here's what you're going to do.."
||Amaryliz's POV||
Lizzie wakes up with a headache and the sun shining directly into her eyes. she groans, pushing her face into her blankie so the sun can't reach her. She begins to drift back off, before a knock on her door startles her back into consciousness. She groans, calling out a grumpy, "hold on!"
She gets out of bed, realizing she's still in her clothes from yesterday. she sighs and quickly changes into pajamas, then shuffles over to her door. She swings it open, fully expecting to see Calypso. It is not Calypso.
"...uhh.. hey," Ted says sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "...can we talk?" He asks, and she notices his free hand is behind his back, hiding something. She swallows thickly, and nods, silently stepping back to let him in.
"Listen. I need to tell you, i'm sorry." He says, walking to the room and turning to face her and she closes the door behind him. "I should never have kissed you and then ran off without a word. that was horrible of me and i'm sorry."
Lizzie stares wide eyed. He's apologizing. He's actually come to her to apologize. She tries to hold back her tears. "...it's okay-"
"No. No it's not. It's not okay. What I did was horrible of me and i'm so sorry. I shouldn't have run off and I definitely shouldn't have gotten fucking wasted after it. I cannot even begin to imagine how that made you feel."
"Ted really- it's okay-"
"Please stop interrupting me."
Lizzie blinks in surprise, then snaps her mouth shut. She nods at him, silently telling him to go on. Ted sighs softly, and sits on the edge of her bed. He gestures for her to sit with him, and she does. He takes her hand with his hand that isn't hidden behind him.
"Lizzie. I am so sorry for how I reacted. I don't regret kissing you. Far, far from it. But I completely regret how I reacted. It was horrible of me, and I'm sorry. I was scared, and that's not an excuse of course. but you need to know why. I was scared and I reacted impulsively and it was stupid of me. If I could go back and redo it I would."
Lizzie swallows thickly, her eyes beginning to water. She blinks, trying to keep herself from crying. Ted's expression softens, and he shifts closer to her. He pulls his hand from behind his back, seemingly having dropped whatever he was hiding. He takes his other hand and holds her other hand too, so he's holding both her hands in his.
"I'm so sorry. I ruined our first kiss because I let my fears get the best of me. Please, let me make it up to you. Tell me what to do and I'll do it, I swear, Lizzie." He looks at her expectantly, then laughs softly. "You can respond now."
"You don't.. you don't have to do anything, Ted. This.. you coming to me and apologizing is all I need." She says, squeezing his hands. He frowns, then awkwardly glances behind him.
"Er.. well.. I kinda.. didn't only just do that.." He mumbles, before reaching behind him. He pulls a small stuffed giraffe and a small bouquet of flowers from behind him. "...Calypso told me you wouldn't accept just a simple apology so i.."
He trails of as Lizzie starts laughing. Like real, genuine laughter. Ted's eyes widen, his cheeks flushing. Fuck, she's so cute. He swallows thickly, waiting for a response.
"She- hah! She lied to you. She knows I only care about genuine apologies." She giggles, but takes the stuffed giraffe and pulls it to her chest anyways. Ted flushes. He groans in embarrassment.
"So, what? She just sent me on an expedition to get you things to embarrass myself!?" He cries, dropping the flowers on the bed to cover his face. Lizzie laughs harder, shaking her head and trying to calm down.
"No! I mean.. well maybe. Probably. She probably did it to get back at you for upsetting me." She grins, her cheeks flushed from laughing, and her eyes shining with tears. Ted sighs, exasperated.
"Oh my god. She's sabotaged me. She's made me make a fool of myself. Great, now you're really not gonna like me-"
Lizzie doesn't think about what she's doing until she's already doing it. She leans forward, pushing the giraffe aside as she moves. She grabs his wrists and tugs them down, before pressing her lips against his. Ted freezes. He feels his whole face burn, and his eyes snap closed. He very hesitantly cups her face, tilting his head to kiss her back.
Lizzie breaks the kiss, but stays close to him. "..You're wrong. I still like you. Like a lot. And I don't think she made you look like a fool, I thought it was really cute that you went all out." She smiles, and Ted giggles.
"Oh, Calypso was right. I am whipped." He says, before kissing her again. She laughs into it, and wraps her arms around his neck. We're going to have to talk about what this means, Lizzie thinks. A problem for later. She decides, as Ted pulls her closer.
Ted Nivison x Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Amarylliz, Ted Nivison & Calypso
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tags:
angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, oblivious pining, friends to lovers, *no smut*
tw:
alcohol consumption, mario party mention, ted being an absolute idiot
backstory & info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 22, except Ted is 23
quick summary:
Amarylliz Cordelia Lee is a student at NYU. She's enrolled in an acting class, and in the middle of struggling with her script she gets an unexpected surprise from a close friend of hers.
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just a psa... this is written about my shifting dr, hence why it's about a specific person rather than being an x-reader
also, this fic was actually written by my friend and she is cool with me posting it here
anyways! hope you enjoy and the chapters will be linked at the end of each entry as i upload them (this is a finished fic and i will post every chapter eventually)
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I've Got My Money On Things Going Badly
||Ted's POV||
December 17th, 2021 3:45pm
Ted did not find the bathroom, but something far better and far worse. Walking through the hallway was almost harder than standing in Lizzie's room. He was acutely aware of the heat burning his face, and the way his whole body was vibrating. What the fuck did I just do? He questioned himself, running his hand down his face and striding through the hall. He looked to his right and saw a door with a small sticker of Gaara from Naruto plastered on it. Knowing for sure this wasn't Lizzie's room, he took the chance to walk in hoping it was the bathroom.
"Dude, what the fuck is with you people and not knocking?"
This was not the bathroom.
"Ted, why do you look like you're about to throw up?" Calypso's voice rang out, ignoring Schlatt's comment and directing her attention towards him.
"Uhm. I.." Ted swallowed thickly, inhaling sharply, "I may or may not have just done something really fucking stupid." He walked further into the room, closing the door behind him and practically threw himself face first onto the bed Calypso and Schlatt were sitting on.
"Jesus man, calm down. I doubt whatever you did warrants screaming into a bed." Schlatt chided, but seemed to be at least a little bit worried.
"I may have kissed Lizzie." He mutters, voice almost unintelligible due to his face being shoved into the comforter.
"I'm sorry, repeat that would you?" Calypso pushes, sitting up further and leaning towards him.
"I kissed Lizzie." He states, lifting his head up and looking over to his friends.
A very thick, almost insufferable silence fills the room while the three stare at each other.
"Dude, we left you alone for like 40 minutes!" Schlatt breaks the silence, his voice coming out a little too close to a cackle for Ted's liking. He drops his face back into the comforter and groans audibly. He wishes he had walked into the bathroom, not into the jaws of the two most annoying bitches he's ever met. He declines to respond, but when he notices that Calypso hasn't said anything in a while, he looks back up. He sees her looking down at her phone, a panicked grin residing on her face.
"Well.. you certainly did do something." She claimed, looking up from her phone and raising an eyebrow.
Yes, that makes me feel really great, he thinks to himself. The heat returned to his face and he groaned again, turning himself over so he was staring at the ceiling. He couldn't get the image of their eyes out of his head. They were so dilated he could almost see himself in the reflection of her pupils. The moment was replaying in his head over and over again, and he couldn't stand it. Why is this affecting him so much? He's kissed his friends before, hell he's kissed both Calypso and Schlatt before, so why is this fucking him up so bad?
"Ted, you need to breathe before you pass out on my bed." Calypso calls out, jabbing him in the side with her foot. He turns to face her, suddenly aware of the fact that he hasn't inhaled in a couple of seconds.
"Oh. Yeah you're right. Sorry."
"So, you gonna explain what just happened or what?" Schlatt interjects, leaning forwards in interest.
Ted swallows thickly, "Uhm. I was reading for Romeo with her, and then suddenly I was kissing her. And then I wasn't. Uh.. and then I was again?"
"Again!?"
"What do you mean, again!?"
Ted winces at their voices, holy shit he hopes Lizzie didn't hear that.
"Can you guys speak anything fucking louder?" He almost cries, sitting up swiftly and shifting his body to face them.
"God, you're bright fucking red dude. You weren't this bad when you kissed Calypso." Schlatt grinned, leaning back and crossing his arms.
"Actually fuck off, Schlatt." Ted hissed, shooting him a glare. He cackled and raised his hands in surrender, but Ted saw something in the corner of his eye. Calypso's closet was cracked open, and he could see a bottle of vodka laying on the floor. A wave of relief and anxiety washed over him in seconds, and he launched himself off the bed and to the closet.
"This! We should drink!" He exclaimed, lifting the bottle up and waving it around. Schlatt and Calypso shared a glance, and looked back at him with concern.
"Uhm.. Ted, that might not be the best idea. Surely you should go talk to Lizzie about what happened before you get hammered?" Calypso offered, standing up to reach for the bottle. He lifted the bottle above her height, and sent her a weak smile.
"No, it's fine! We both agreed that it was just so they had practice before she had to do it with their classmate! Nothing to talk about!" He declared, making his way back to the door.
"Ted, seriously, this is not a good-"
Before she could finish her sentence, Ted was swinging the door open and slamming into Lizzie, who was about to open the door herself.
"Oh-"
"Uhm-"
Ted backed up, and raised the bottle up with a grin.
"Look what I found in Calypso's closet!" He chimed, waving it around so the liquid made a sloshing noise. Lizzie eyed the bottle, and Ted's smile wavered when he saw the red lining their irises. Did I make her cry? He opens his mouth to ask, but Lizzie gives a wide smile and swipes the bottle from his hands.
"Cool. We should play Mario Party!" She suggests, spinning on her heel and walking down the hallway. Ted stays in the doorway for a second, before turning to look at Calypso and Schlatt who were walking towards him.
"See! Fine, nothing to worry about!" He called, giving a strained smile before stepping into the hallway to let them go first.
||Calypso's POV||
Before fully exiting her room, she looked over at Schlatt who had a worried look on his face. She turned to look at Ted and motioned for him to go first, letting him know they'd follow soon after. He looked like he wanted to protest, but went anyway when she sent him a glare.
"We were supposed to use the drinks before anything happened between them, not after." Schlatt chided, leaning against the wall across from her.
"I wasn't expecting him to go and kiss her! This is going to end in disaster." She sighed, running a hand through her hair and dropping it down back to her side.
"We shouldn't have left them alone. They're too stupid to be normal around each other, even if they don't know why."
"Yeah, you're telling me. C'mon, I don't want to leave them alone anymore than we already have." She called over her shoulder while walking out the door. Schlatt followed closely behind her, and they walked downstairs to Ted and Lizzie awkwardly pouring the vodka into glasses.
"Do you only have Vodka, or do you have anything better?" Ted asked, looking up from the bottle.
"We have tequila-"
"Fuck tequila, there's rum around here somewhere I think." Schlatt interrupted, striding past the three of them and into the kitchen.
"We can always make Vodka Cranberries or something, and I think we have the stuff for a tequila sunrise." Calypso shrugged, going to follow behind Schlatt before Lizzie swiftly made their way to the doorway.
"I'll go get it! Don't worry about doing everything, Clyps!" Lizzie called, a strained smile on their face before they dashed into the kitchen. Calypso glanced over at Ted, who looked a little woozy. She wondered how bad this night would go. It's barely 4 pm, there's no way this was going to end well. She watched as Ted downed a shot of vodka, then was barely able to keep it down without a chaser.
"Do not throw up on my carpet, Ted." She deadpanned, crossing the room to push him onto the couch. He sat down, and weakly smiled at her.
"I need to stop thinking. Fastest way to do that is to get wasted." He said, reaching for another glass. Calypso smacked his hand down, and turned to set the switch up.
"Ted, you need to tell me what happened. I'm not going to be able to fix your shit if you're wasted and vomiting on my floor." She scolded, turning the TV on and switching to the proper input.
"I.. I don't know. It's like my body moved on its own. I wasn't even thinking, and then suddenly I was in front of her and.. You know." He sighed, leaning his head onto the back of the couch. "And now, all I can fucking think about is how she's going to do that with somebody else. And it's making me feel all... all bad."
She paused, and turned her gaze back to him, "What do you mean, all bad?"
"I.. I don't know."
"Ted, I think you do." She said gently, moving to sit down next to him, "it's okay, you know. I can very confidently tell you that your feelings aren't one sided."
"Yeah. That's what scares me." He said, looking over at her again before reaching for another glass. Calypso didn't stop him this time, and just watched as he downed the liquid. Schlatt and Lizzie walked back in, both carrying rum, cranberry juice, tequila, grenadine, and orange juice respectively.
"You aren't allowed to touch this, actually." Schlatt said, swirling the bottle of rum in his hand. "There isn't enough for you." He added, looking over in Ted's direction. He feigned a hurtful look and placed his hand on his chest, but reached for the vodka again anyways.
"Okay Ted, slow the fuck down. I seriously do not need you throwing up on the carpet." Calypso ordered, swiping the bottle from his reach and crossing to the other couch that Schlatt had perched himself on.
"I've only had two shots dude, I'll be fine!" He insisted, sitting forward and taking the controller that Lizzie was handing him without making eye contact.
"I don't care man, I'll make you a vodka cranberry but you better sip it, you borderline alcoholic."
"I think you're confusing him with Schlatt, Clyps." Lizzie snickered, swiping a pre-poured shot and (poorly) downing. They held back most of their coughing, but their body was still silently convulsing.
"Jesus Liz. You need to get better at that if you're gonna keep up with me." Schlatt deadpanned, pushing the bottle of cranberry juice her way. Reluctantly, she opened the cap and took a swig straight from it, then slammed it back down.
"Fuck off." She spat, her voice coming out rough as she processed the chaser. Calypso shook her head, then finished preparing the rest of the drinks.
"You playin'?" Ted asked, gesturing to the fourth controller on the coffee table.
"No way in hell man. You know I fucking hate Mario Party."
"That's just because Schlatt's a try-hard."
"Fuck off?"
"I'm not playing man. Don't worry though, I'll be entertained." She said, taking the quarter-full bottle of rum from Schlatt's hand. She popped the cap off and took a swig, then leaned against the back of the couch and kicked her feet onto his lap. He shot her a look, but took the bottle back and took a sip of his own.
"The fuck Schlatt? I thought we weren't allowed to have any?" Ted complained, looking down at his drink in pain.
"No, I said you weren't allowed to. I never said anything about her." Schlatt rebuked, passing the bottle back to Calypso and opening Mario Party up on the TV screen.
"Oh sure man, I think you're just soft."
Schlatt flipped him off, then picked Wario as his character. Ted rolled his eyes, but turned to the screen too and picked his own character, Mario.
"Who the fuck plays Mario?" Calypso shouted, sitting up again in distaste.
"The fuck you mean 'who plays mario' hes the main character! It's called Mario Party!"
"Yeah, which makes you boring." Lizzie chimed in, confirming her character as Peach.
Ted argued back, trying to defend himself. The conversation got lively, and Schlatt looked at the two of them, then leaned towards Calypso.
"They picked Mario and Peach. Do you think they did that shit on purpose, or are they actually that oblivious?" He whispered, barely hearing himself over the two of them.
She flashed a sharp grin, "Oh they're actually just that oblivious. Lizzie picks Peach everytime."
"Dude! I swear to god if you throw up on me I'll kill you." Lizzie's voice shrieked, pulling Schlatt and Calypso's attention back to the other two. Lizzie was pushing herself as far as she could to the other side of the couch, while Ted was doubled over with vodka dripping down his chin.
"I'm not gonna fucking throw up, you guys are so dramatic." He exclaimed, wiping the liquid away. "It was just one more shot."
Ted Nivison x Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Amarylliz, Ted Nivison & Calypso
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tags:
angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, oblivious pining, friends to lovers, *no smut*
tw:
alcohol consumption, mario party mention, ted being an absolute idiot
backstory & info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 22, except Ted is 23
quick summary:
Amarylliz Cordelia Lee is a student at NYU. She's enrolled in an acting class, and in the middle of struggling with her script she gets an unexpected surprise from a close friend of hers.
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just a psa... this is written about my shifting dr, hence why it's about a specific person rather than being an x-reader
also, this fic was actually written by my friend and she is cool with me posting it here
anyways! hope you enjoy and the chapters will be linked at the end of each entry as i upload them (this is a finished fic and i will post every chapter eventually)
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word count: 2.5k
Just Breathe, Just Relax, It'll Be Okay
||Amarylliz's POV||
After convincing Ted that the house was in fact warmer than her own body heat, Lizzie was able to close the front door behind him and his luggage. She turned and watched as he shrugged off his jacket, and shook his head to spray the melted snowflakes out of his hair. An uncomfortable, all consuming warmth spread from their stomach to their throat. Out of instinct, she lifted her hand to make sure she wasn't developing hives. They weren't. Before she could really dive into the questions she had, a trampling noise sounded from the staircase.
"Teddy Boy!! You made it!" Calypso exclaimed, bounding down the stairs, and very gracefully slid on the wooden floor in her socks.
"You! Lizzie almost just killed me because of you!" Ted exclaimed, almost losing his balance as Calypso slammed into him with a hug.
"Hey, I'm not in control of what Lizzie does, maybe you should have texted her more often, hmmm?" She retorts, mocking him as she lets go of him. He scoffs dramatically, and places his hand upon his chest in faux hurt.
"How dare you mock me! You told me you were going to tell her- and how do you know I didn't text her?"
Before Calypso could defend herself, Schlatt appeared from around the corner and drew all of the attention to him.
"Ted."
"Schlatt."
They stared at each other in dead silence, and it only stopped because Calypso groaned and turned on her heel from the both of them.
"You boys are obnoxious, C'mon Ted you're probably hungry. We probably have something for you around here."
"I am actually starving, I haven't eaten since 4 in the morning." He responded, gently patting his stomach and following after her almost immediately.
Schlatt stayed where he was, because Lizzie was still stuck in the same place, looking down at her hand.
"You good, Liz?" Schlatt's voice startled them out of their trance.
"Hmm? No yeah. I'm fine. Why? Is there something wrong with me? Am I breaking out into hives?" She questioned, quickly switching her gaze between his expression and their own hand.
"Uh.. no? You're not? Are you sure you're alright, you seem so.. out of it." He asked, genuine concern lacing in his voice.
She dropped her hand to their side and plastered a smile on their face, "I'm fine! I swear. Stop acting all concerned, it's unnerving."
He scoffed and walked off towards the kitchen, leaving Lizzie alone in the entryway. Double checking their arms for hives, she pulls her sleeves down and follows him through the doorway. As she walked in, she saw Ted sitting at their table with a box of frosted flakes, and Calypso in their kitchen pulling out a bowl from the cabinet while ordering Schlatt to get the milk from the fridge. Ted glanced over at her and shot a grin her way before turning back to Calypso.
"Thanks, Clyps. I probably would have collapsed from hunger at any moment now." He grinned, preparing the cereal in front of him.
"You are so dramatic Ted it's actually insufferable." Schlatt groaned, leaning on the counter next to where Calypso was standing.
"Mhhh Schlatt I think you're just mad that Calypso is preparing me food and not you."
"Why would I be mad at that? You're too oblivious to have someone else make you food, so she has to do it."
Before Ted could respond, Calypso lightly smacked Schlatt over the head.
"Shut it, Schlatt. It's just polite to offer food."
"Yeah Schlatt, treat your guest with respect, would you?" Ted teased, scooping a bite of his cereal. Instead of verbally responding, Schlatt flashed him his middle finger with a grin.
"Jesus this is going to be a long couple days." Calypso groaned, leaning her head back and staring up at the ceiling. Lizzie chuckled a little bit, and walked over to drop into one of the kitchen chairs.
"So, what do you have planned for this trip?" She asked, leaning against the back of her chair and glancing over at Ted. He looked up mid bite, and quickly downed the food.
"Uh.. I don't really know. Hang out with you?" He questioned, shoveling more food into his mouth. Lizzie blinked, and felt a warm feeling rush over her, and heard Calypso make a soft noise of surprise. They turned to look at her, and was met with both her and Schlatt standing next to each other with raised eyebrows and sly grins.
"Because I'm sure Schlatt and Calypso will be too busy with each other to pay any attention to me." He continued after swallowing another bite, completely oblivious to the reactions he created.
"That's not-"
"You're right Ted. We will be too busy with each other, and if I'm not mistaken, Lizzie here needs some help with her lines. Maybe you can work on that right now!" Calypso cut through Lizzie's sentence, intertwining her hand with Schlatt's and forcibly dragging him out of the room, sending a chaotic smile their way.
"Uh.. Well. Okay then, sure. I can help you with your lines, I was in theater in high school you know." He grinned, turning his head back from the doorway to Lizzie. She paled a little bit, and shook her head.
"No No! You don't have to help me. I'm sure that's not what you had in mind for your visit." She expressed, waving her hands to emphasize her words. He gave her a look, then picked his bowl up and took it to the sink.
"Liz, I literally have no plans for this visit. It was so last minute, besides it'll be fun! What are you reading for?" He asked, washing his bowl out with water.
"Uhm," She swallows and turns her head away from him, "Juliet.."
"Oh fun! I've kind of always wanted to be in Romeo and Juliet, but my school never put it on. C'mon, this will be fun." He grins, walking to the doorway and pausing for her to go. She turns back to him and silently prays that their face isn't as red as it feels like it is.
They walk up the stairs, with Ted silently following behind her. Why am I so nervous about this? I recite my lines with Calypso all the time, why is it suddenly so embarrassing? She thinks to herself, fidgeting with the hem of their sleeve. It's embarrassing because it's Ted, She decides, I'm just not as close to him as I am with Calypso. That's why it feels so weird.
Walking into her room, Lizzie quickly picks up their spare script and passes it over to Ted. She picks up her copy and quickly turns to the scene she left off on.
"Uhh Act One, end of scene four is where I left off, if it's cool with you to just pick up there. I've got everything up until then memorized." She says, glancing up at him quickly. He nods, flips to the page, and gestures for her to begin. She scans the page, then quickly realizes her lines end there.
"Oh," She says, flipping through the pages until she finds more of her highlighted lines, "I guess I was wrong. Mid scene five is where I come back in." She glances over the lines, and blanches.
"Should I start-"
"Oh uhm haha! Maybe we could do a different scene, I don't want to make you uncomfortable reading for- uhm Romeo." She interrupts, trying desperately to ignore the obvious burning that was in her cheeks.
"I'm fine with it, if you are." He says, looking at her from across the room. She can't seem to form any words, so they shut their mouth and nod. He takes that as his cue to start reading.
He clears his throat and puts on a very poor british accent, "If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."
Liz can't help but laugh a little. It's cute how he's trying to make it fun for her. She pulls herself together and reads off, "Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss."
"Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Hmm?" He inquires, adding his signature hum. She grins and sneaks a glance at him only to meet his eyes, and see a wide smile on his lips.
"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer."
"O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray: grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."
While he speaks, Lizzie reads over the next two lines and widens their eyes. Their chest burns, and she can't help but feel extremely embarrassed. Of course she would be reading the kiss scene with her friend. They suddenly wish they had never woken up from that accidental nap. She wipes the sweat from their palms, and continues their line.
"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." She recites, her voice shaking a little bit, hoping so desperately that he would just ignore it completely.
"Then move not while my prayer's effect I take." He says, looking down at his script again. Lizzie stares down at her script, their hands shaking through the deafening silence. She waits, holding her breath, and when he says nothing they finally exhale a little shakily. She looks back up, preparing to continue the lines, and is met with Ted crossing the room. Before she can even form a thought, he's placing his hand on the side of her face and dipping down to her level. She feels like her chest is going to explode the second his lips meet hers. Her eyes flutter closed as every part of their body burns. They're too shocked to do anything, and before she can even process it he's pulling back.
"Uhm," He starts, quickly averting his gaze down to the script in his hand, "thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged." His face is bright red, and despite how hard he's trying to hide it, she can see his hands shaking.
Unconsciously, she reaches her hand up to brush her lips. The place where their skin met is still searing with heat, and she can't form the courage to say her next line.
"Are.. are you going to do that again if I say this next line?" she forces out, almost too quietly to be heard.
"Only- only if you want me to?" he says, just as softly as her.
To her astonishment, her face burns hotter and all she can think is yes, I do want you to, but she keeps her mouth shut.She inhales sharply, and forces herself to smile as normally as she can.
"You can, if you'd like. It'll prepare me... to do this with someone I'm comfortable with before I do it with my classmate." She grits out, anxiety and heat coursing through her veins. He nods, and smiles weakly towards her.
She clears her throat, "Then have my lips the sin that they have took."
He inhales, "Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."
Swiftly, before either of them are fully prepared, he moves once more. This time, at least, she has a warning, and is able to do more than just sit there in shock. When he leans in, she meets him halfway, once again feeling her body ignite. It's like electricity is shooting throughout her whole body. Her fingers twitch against the script in her hands, and without even thinking about it one of her hands reaches to rest on his chest. It lasts a couple seconds longer this time, and neither of them really know what to do when they pull away and find each other's eyes.
It's almost like she's drunk, with the way she's feeling. Her chest is burning, and she knows her face is bright red. A part of her completely disregards that though, because he's still holding her face and he is just as red as her and he's looking at her like he's never seen anything else.
"You kiss by th' book." She mutters, forcing herself to not allow her eyes to drift from his.
Her words break the spell, and he's letting go of her and backing away. He averts his eyes back to the packet in his hands.
"Uhm... do you.. Do you want me to read for the nurse?" He asks, his voice almost cracking with how weak it is.
"Oh- Uhm yes if-if you wouldn't mind." they force out, wiping their palms on their pant leg and focusing back down on the paper.
"Sure.. Uhm. Do you mind if I just go to the bathroom really quick though? I wasn't able to on the plane so uhm.. You know.."
"Of course! Do you- Do you know where it is?"
Practically flying out the room, Ted stops short and calls out, "Uhm No! But I'm sure I'll find it!"
Before she can say anything, her door slams shut and she's left alone in her room. She glances down at the script in their hand, then drops it onto the floor so she can cover her face in her hands. She groans and can't help it when tears well up in her eyes. Of course she would ruin her friendship with a guy that she literally can't escape. He's too close to Calypso and Schlatt for them to just completely avoid each other, not to mention the fact that he's living in her house for the next couple of days. Before she can fully start sobbing, they pull their phone out and quickly open up Calypso's contact.
Ted Nivison x Original Female Character (Amarylliz), Jschlatt x Original Female Character (Calypso), Jschlatt & Amarylliz, Ted Nivison & Calypso
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tags:
angst, hurt/comfort, first kiss, oblivious pining, friends to lovers, *no smut*
tw:
alcohol consumption, mario party mention, ted being an absolute idiot
backstory & info:
Amarylliz and Calypso grew up together in Athens, Greece up until they were 18. Amarylliz, or Lizzie, got a scholarship to NYU and Calypso decided to pack up and go with her, thinking the United States would bring more opportunities to expand her Twitch channel.
all aged 22, except Ted is 23
quick summary:
Amarylliz Cordelia Lee is a student at NYU. She's enrolled in an acting class, and in the middle of struggling with her script she gets an unexpected surprise from a close friend of hers.
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just a psa... this is written about my shifting dr, hence why it's about a specific person rather than being an x-reader
also, this fic was actually written by my friend and she is cool with me posting it here
anyways! hope you enjoy and the chapters will be linked at the end of each entry as i upload them (this is a finished fic and i will post every chapter eventually)
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word count: 2k
Just An Hour 'Til Your Car's In The Driveway
|| Calypso's POV||
December 17th, 2021, 9:30am
For once, waking up wasn't completely insufferable. The excitement of what was to come today was running through her veins, and the tiredness she felt seemed to diffuse much quicker than usual. Still though, Calypso slammed her hand onto her bedside table and violently turned her alarm off. After mindlessly scrolling through her notifications for a couple minutes, she swiped through her phone to her messages.
Milkman - 12/17/21 4:26am
This is fucking disgusting I cannot believe I am up this early to come see you and your bastard of a boyfriend
She chuckled a bit reading his message but she knows that he's actually ecstatic to visit, and not because he gets to see her and Schlatt. She screenshots the message, then quickly sends it to Schlatt. She knows for a fact he isn't awake though, so she turns her phone off and swings herself out of bed. A black void dashes through her vision as she pulls her glasses on, and a trilling sounds towards her bedroom door.
"Yes Yes Tooth, I'm on my way." She soothes, making her way to the door. Despite how quickly she moves, Toothless continues to yell at her. Ignoring his impatience, Calypso continues to walk through the house and prepares his breakfast while simultaneously thinking about how she is going to keep her mouth shut about the plans for today. Her excitement is almost palpable as she places the bowl of cat food on the floor. The need to meddle with her friend's relationship is controlling her, and she knows if Lizzie were to walk in at this moment she would just know something was going on. If the wide grin on her face wasn't enough, the fact that she's pacing through their kitchen while making frozen waffles would definitely make her think something was off.
Lucky for her, Lizzie was already gone. Swept away with her classes, she has left Calypso all alone at home to scheme. After sitting at her table and munching on plain waffles, she finally gets a response to the picture she sent;
Business Boy - 12/17/21 10:16 am
Rude
Calypso - 12/17/21 10:16am
how thrilling of a response
Business Boy -
Oh my god how dare he insult me in such ways
To my girlfriend of all people
Calypso -
Thanks
Business Boy -
Whatever
When am i coming over
Calypso -
ASAP!!! We have to plan!!
They're too oblivious on their own
We have to do this for them
Business Boy -
What if i said i didn't care
Calypso -
We both know that's a lie
Fuck off and come over <3
Business Boy -
Fuck you
I'll be there in 30
||Amarylliz's POV||
December 17th, 2021, 12:23pm
Closing the front door behind them, Lizzie tosses her bag onto the floor next to the coat rack and trudges their way upstairs. As they pass through the hallway, the urge to bother her best friend overwhelms her, so she changes course. Without even knocking, she pushes the door to Calypso's room open and attempts to waltz right in, but slams into the back of someone.
"Oh-"
"What the fuck-"
"Why are you standing in the middle of the room dude?" She groans, dramatically rubbing her forehead.
"The fuck you mean why am I standing in the middle of the room? Why are you just walking into rooms without knocking?" Schlatt's voice rises, and swiftly pushes something behind his back.
"This is MY house, bitch. I can walk into whatever rooms I please." She responds, sending a glare his way and completely missing his action.
"That doesn't mean you can just walk in without knocking, Calypso could have been changing or some shit"
"You would wish she was changing with you in the room, wouldn't you Schlatt?"
"Oh fuck off. I actually fucking hate you."
Lizzie begins to respond, but Calypso's laugh cuts her off. Instead of continuing the dispute, Schlatt backs away and "subtly" stashes something in the closet. Lizzie notices it, but figures it's some sort of new merch item that Calypso wants to keep secret.
"To be fair Liz, he's not wrong. You do have a problem with not knocking." Calypso inquires, causing a gasp of betrayal to escape Lizzie's mouth.
"Are you actually taking his side!? What happened to bros before hoes, Calypso?"
"Excuse you-"
"I am not 'taking his side' Liz, I am simply stating that you have in fact almost walked in on me changing many times." She says, using air quotations. Lizzie turns her head up with a scoff, and puts her hand out while turning away.
"This is betrayal, you've betrayed me." She whines, before turning on her heel and walking back out the door.
"Pussy! Running away from an argument!" Schlatt's voice carries behind her, but she keeps walking while stifling a laugh. She wont give him that.
She walks to her door, swings it open and immediately groans. Dread soaking into her damn bones as she glances at the scripts laying on her desk. She knows she needs to practice it, forgetting her lines as the lead would kill her with embarrassment, but the deadline of next week is weighing on her. She walks over, picks the script up, and flops onto her desk chair. She looks over the highlighted lines, and cannot stop herself from dropping the stack of papers back onto the desk. With a sigh, she flips their phone out of their pocket and opens up their text chains.
Lizzie 12/17/21 12:30pm
Heyyyy callie do you wanna help me out for a bit
Lypso 12/17/21 12:32
depends
kinda busy rn ya know
Lizzie -
Do you maybe wanna come read lines with me😀
Lypso -
mmmhhhhhh
nope
schlatt says he doesn't feel comfortable with me playing your love interest
Lizzie -
Bitch
I've been your love interest longer than he has
Lypso -
Say that to my face ginger
Sorry he took my phone
Lizzie -
You let him take your phone?
Red flag.
Lypso -
At least I have a flag
Lizzie -
😐
Lypso -
hey off topic but have you heard from ted recently?
Lizzie frowns at her phone, and the message processes in her mind. No, she hasn't heard from him recently. It's weird, they usually talk at least once everyday, but she hasn't heard from him in a couple days now. A feeling of dread and hurt runs through her. Is something wrong? Or is he just ignoring her?
Lizzie -
No actually i havent
Have you?
Lypso -
eh kinda
i wouldn't worry abt it
he's worse at responding than schlatt is sometimes
well go on back to thinking abt how single you are 😀
Lizzie shuts her phone off and tosses it onto their bed. How rude of her to bring up their relationship status. It's not like she's chosen to be single. It just so happens to be that she doesn't have any interest in anyone, and nobody is interested in her. Who knows, maybe she'll fall in love with her scene partner! She shakes herself out of the thoughts, and picks her script back up. Standing up, she flips through the pages until she gets to the point where she can no longer recite her lines. Glancing over at her open door, she sees Toothless slinking in through the doorway. A smile pulls itself across her face, and they lunge forwards to scoop the cat into their arms.
"You can be my scene partner Tooths!" She chimes, caging him within their arms. She kicks the door shut as the boy makes a discontent whine.
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Lizzie's eyes open after a chime rings out beneath their head. Confusion clouds their mind, but her eye's begin to close again until another chime shocks them into opening them once more. She reaches underneath her pillow and pulls her phone into her field of view.
Lypso - 12/17/21 2:31pm
answer the door pls
Lypso- 12/17/21 2:32pm
Lizzie
Open the door
Lizzie i stg open the damn door
She reads the messages over, but she's still utterly confused. Why can't she open the door? Reading over the chain again, her heart drops. Fuck. She fell asleep. She wasted two whole hours of daylight that she could have used to be practicing.
"Fuck" she whispers under her breath, pushing herself to sit up. Her phone chimes again;
Lypso - 12/17/21 2:33pm
AMARYLLIZ
OPEN THE DOOR
Lizzie - 12/17/21 2:33pm
I'm going im going
Why can't you open the door tho
Calypso does not respond to her question, but Lizzie didn't expect her to. She gets off of her bed, and Toothless launches from underneath her desk to the door, impatiently waiting for her to let him out.
"You walked in here on your own, boy. Don't get mad at me." She chides, opening the door and watching him scurry down the hall.
She keeps going, and quickens her pace once she hears a knock sound at the front door. She curses under her breath, how long had this person been knocking? She descends the stairs and almost runs into the wall when rounding the corner, but catches her balance and makes her way to the entrance of her house. Through the glass that decorates the front door, she can see a rather tall figure standing outside. She heart quickens a bit and anxiety runs through her veins. Who even is this? Calypso knows I don't like opening the door. They stay out of the view the person has, and silently debates on not opening it, but then a voice calls out from the other side.
"Hello? Hellooo? You bastards said you would be home, so I'd really appreciate it if you'd open the door. It's fuckin cold out here." The voice calls. Her heart stutters, there's no way it's who she thinks it is.. Right?
"Calypso! Calypso you bitch I know you're in there. Your fucking neighbors are gonna call the cops on me if I keep yelling like this!" He yells, and the distress in his voice solidifies her thoughts, it is definitely him. A strikingly hot feeling runs through her chest but she ignores it and rushes to the front door, quickly unlocking it and swinging it open.
"Ted!? What the fuck are you doing here!? Why didn't you tell me? Why haven't you said anything to me in days? I thought you were some sort of murderer, you dick!" She seethes, her glare piercing straight through him.
A stunned silence fills the air, and Ted stares at her in pure confusion.
"I thought you knew?" He questions weakly, stepping back a bit in fear of her retaliation.
"I- I didn't. Uhm," She looks down at her feet a little sheepishly, "well do you want to come in? You look a little cold."
He stares straight faced, his cheeks and nose bright red with snowflakes stuck in his hair and eyelashes.
"No, I'm not cold at all." He deadpans, but is unable to stop the grin pulling on his face.
Lizzie rolls her eyes, but laughs anyway and pushes the door further for him. He looks down at his bags, but looks back at her and swiftly steps forward to pull her into a hug.
Stunned, Lizzie takes a second to grasp what's going on.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Calypso told me she was going to. I'm also sorry I made you think I was a murderer." He says above her head, and tightens his hold. She feels him shivering, and coughs out a laugh.
"It's fine. Just glad you didn't actually kill me, and that you're here. Or whatever." She murmurs, pulling her arms around his middle and leaning her head against his chest. She feels his laugh in his ribs, and a warm feeling spreads throughout her chest.
