I Will not write incest, non-con, yandere (like kidnapped), period sex, pregnant sex, pedophilia or detailed gore.
I will write fluff, angst, sh, smut, legal age gaps, parent x kid, sex pollens, head cannons, sfw, full fictions and shit posts
Wary about threesomes, suicide
I’m really sorry about my writing, still rather new to it! But I’ll try.
I am mainly writing for my YouTube section right now and please please please request me anything you have in mind, also if their isn’t a YouTuber you want on the list ask that in a request!!
My masterlist is here.
Fandoms I’ll write for:
YouTubers:
writing for these right now.
(That’s why they’re here and not in a different post)
Could you please do an angry ginge angst? Where maybe he’s raging in a game and you keep asking him something and he loses his temper at you? You can decide how it goes afterwards! (Don’t feel pressured to do this!)
Mean..
See! I do get around to my requests.. eventually. I’m gonna go through the ones I have the least docs for first, so expect some lazarbeam ones coming your way
Prompt: You really wanted your boyfriends opinion on your pictures you took on your new camera but
Warnings: Angst, swearing, comfort!
I sit on Morgan and I's bed, flicking through the photos I took on my Canon EOS R3, I saved for months to get this, costing me just shy of four thousand pounds. I treated it like my baby. When I first started saving i still paid my own rent, that was a year ago. I moved in with Morgan about six months ago and he said he has more than enough rent money, that took a huge weight off of my shoulders.
I mainly did photoshoots for companies and merch drops for a few youtubers - that's how I met Morgan in the first place, some sidemen shoot, i was the backup and ended up shooting some photos of Morgan in front of a fancy car. We started speaking from there.
I peak my head into his office where he’s recording FIFA shouting about how the goal from the other team isn’t fair.
“Morgan.” I say quietly, he doesn’t hear me. I watch in his view finder as he furrows his brows at the game, leaning closer.
“Morgan?” He hums dismissively.
“Look.” I click at my camera, preparing to show him some of my shots from my recent shoot.
“Oh fuck off-! Shit game!” He huffs out, I show him my pictures.
“Morgan you’re not looking.” I frown.
“Yeah- fuck! Y/n- I’m busy! Fuck off too!”
I blink and gently pull my camera away. I get I was disturbing him but he could at least look at me while shouting at me.
“W- sorry..” I swallow, holding my camera to my chest and leaving the room.
“Good..”
Is all he murmurs. Rubbing salt in the wound much.
I place my camera on my desk and slide into Morgan and I's bed. He was just snappy that was fine. Fine.
His voice reaches our room and my chest tightens. He wasn't even talking to me- still shouting at the screen. I didn't want to be sensitive but my mind was running away from me.
My mind gets the better of me like always and my time seems to flow steadily.
7:51.
"Y/n- I'm ordering something. What do you want it's-" He starts, scrolling on his phone but I interrupt him.
"...'m not hungry, Morgan."
He sighs and sits down on our bed, I hold my knees to my chest, a small pout on my face.
I avoid his eyes.
"You're only not hungry when you're sick or pissed off. You ain't sick, what's wrong, hm?" His big hand rubs my knee softly, pressing his lips tighter at my averted gaze.
"I- I'm sorry for snapping, n/n, I... had no right, yeah babe?" His tone is soft. My mind clears.
"Mm..." I murmur softly, burying my face into my knees further- he tugs me softly onto his lap.
"Wanna show me your photos?" He kisses my ear and i smile.
"Okay..." I reach forward and get my camera.
"Love you, babe," He smiles, resting his chin on my shoulder, my back to his chest.
"I love you more..."
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I added read more to all my fanfics! Requests are open! uhhh yeah! I'll be prioritising Willne ones cus I've neglected my boy !
Hellooooo, i was hoping you coukd do s deji smut or angst maybe??
Of course of course, getting through my requests (which are still open!)
Misunderstanding
Prompt: you and your Fiancé clearly haven’t communicated OR managed time too well.
Warnings: smut, kind of angry sex, cowgirl, she/her reader.
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It was a long, tiring day. Too many people to please and not enough sleep. Getting home was meant to be peaceful. Meant to be.
“Can you do this?” Deji, my fiancé yawns, pushing a list into my chest lightly, sloppily kissing my temple.
Our dog, Kai, a lovely chocolate Labrador circles my feet.
“No, not right now I wanna go to bed.”
I kick my shoes off, seriously not thinking it’d be a big deal yet he frowns at me.
“What? Come on.. we need-“ he starts but I shake my head.
“I’ve been working for like- s-sixteen hours straight.” I tug my coat off and he just looks to be growing more and more annoyed.
“Yeah! So have I! I’ve been editing that fucking-“ He cuts himself off after taking note of my scowl.
“Yeah but I’ll go tomorrow. It isn’t a big deal.” I go to swerve past him but he grips my arm.
“Can you just go?” He urges, annoyed.
“No, I can’t. I don’t want to. You go. I’m tired.” I push past him.
“I’ve been home for like an hour and we don’t have food.” He says, throwing his hands up in exasperation.
“Then you shouldn’t expect me to want to do it! Fuck off, Deji.”
I cross my arms, he narrows his eyes and turns to his room, I go to my room and purposefully slam my door. We could just order for the night or make something with what we did have. He was overreacting.
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After being pissed off in my own bed for a while I clean my room. I can’t find those stupid gummies I ordered. The ‘infused’ ones. They seemed silly. I wanted one now. To be alone and possibly spite my fiancé
I frown and make my way to the kitchen to see Deji, face focused and sweating mildly.
I ignore him and get on my tiptoes, looking in the cupboards for my gummies. They were for me and him. But I was petty.
“I’ll order something.. if you-“ I start as I stand properly he hugs me from behind. I can feel how hard he is. Maybe that’s where my gummies went.
“Yeah.. yeah, we can order.” He murmurs into my neck, gently pushing his hips into my ass.
“I’m still not happy-“ I start but cut myself off from his lips enclosing around my neck, sucking lightly then changing to a soft nibble.
“Mm- yeah.. should have spoke to you about it.”
He breaths gently, arms wrapping around my middle, pushing himself further into me.
He bites me a little harder, I lean my head back on his shoulder, he squeezes my waist and spins gently spins me around. His pupils are so blown i have to assess his lovestruck face.
My anger simmers away at his face, I get on my tip toes and press my lips to his briefly. His own flutter shut and when I pull away a small pout is left on his lips.
His hands find my hips and he pulls me to him, pressing his forehead against mine.
A soft squeeze to my hips and his bottom lip going between his teeth is all I need to know what he wants (though, his cock pressed into my ass did also tell me.)
“Come on..” He whispers gently, squeezing my hips again, pulling me impossibly closer.
“Alright..” I follow him closely, watching his eyes rake up and down me.
I smile softly and he pulls me to him, chest to chest. I feel how fast his heart is beating as he stays to suck and bite at my neck.
I straddle him, slowly, watching his lashes flutter as I settle down. He’s still warm from the kitchen, hands on my thighs like he’s grounding himself.
I don’t move. Just sit. Let him feel the weight of me.
“You still mad?” he murmurs, looking up at me like he’s scared to blink.
“Little bit,” I say, tracing his chest with one fingertip. “But this helps.”
His hands twitch on my thighs. I roll my hips once, slow and mean, just enough to make him exhale sharp.
He lets his head fall back against the bed. I press my palms to his chest and rock again. Slower. Deeper. I let him feel me through my shorts and his jeans.
“Still mad?” he tries again, voice breathless.
I lean in, mouth at his ear. “Shut up.”
His fingers dig into my legs, and I finally start moving — slow at first, then faster when he groans.
The bed creaks under us. He keeps looking up at me like I’m some kind of miracle. I avoid his eyes.
He knows not to push it.
My hands stay on his chest, holding him there. He lets me have control — for once.
I smile softly and finally let my hands undo his fly, his bulge not going unnoticed.
He swallows, watching me, his thumbs tracing gentle circles on either side of my hips.
He helps me out of my shorts like it’s a favor. Like he’s doing me a kindness.
“Lift,” he says quietly, and I do — just enough for him to slide the fabric down. My panties go with them.
I climb back over him slow, still watching his eyes. He’s already undone his jeans, pushed them low enough. He’s hard, leaking, his hands hesitant like he thinks I’ll change my mind.
“Still mad?” he whispers again, voice more hope than question.
“Still talking?” I shoot back, and that shuts him up.
I sink down on him slow, slower than he wants. His breath stutters, his hands gripping my thighs tight enough I’ll have little bruises in the morning. Good.
My hands brace on his chest again. He’s warm. He’s mine.
I rock once, slow, deliberate. He groans like I’m pulling the sound out of his lungs. His eyes flicker closed.
“Eyes on me,” I murmur. “You don’t get to look away.”
He listens. Barely. He’s struggling.
I move again — slow, deep, hips rolling just enough to make him bite down on a curse. His hands go to my waist. I slap them away.
“Let me,” I say. “You had your little tantrum. Now be good.”
He nods, biting his lip.
I ride him slow, steady, letting every grind pull a new sound out of him. His jaw’s tight. His chest rises sharp. I press down harder, roll my hips deeper.
“Fuck—” he gasps, fingers twitching like he wants to grab me again. He doesn’t.
“Yeah,” I whisper, leaning down, mouth at his ear. “You’re lucky I’m still here.”
He moans.
And I smile gently, watching his face as he gets closer and closer to climax.
His moans are struggling. He doesn’t know to keep his eyes on me or let his throat do the talking. So he’s struggling, eyes half lidded and grip tight.
“You close baby?” I ask gently after a particularly high pitched noise. He finally shuts his eyes, brows knitted together.
“Mm- mhm.” He whimpers, mouth lightly agape.
I smirk weakly myself and press my lips to his, I swallow his noises until he cums inside of me, his breath hitching and sloppily thrusting upwards, I shudder and squeeze his shoulder, going limp on top of him. We stay like that for a few minutes.
We’re quiet after. The kind of quiet that doesn’t need fixing.
His chest is sticky under my cheek, still rising a little too fast. One of his arms is wrapped around my back, lazy, the other resting across his forehead like he just finished a marathon.
I don’t say anything. I just listen to the fan hum overhead and his heartbeat slow down.
His fingers skim up and down my spine like he’s still trying to apologize without saying the words.
“You still mad?” he whispers again, barely audible.
I sigh. “Less.”
He nods like that’s enough. Maybe it is.
We lay there a while, neither of us in a rush. His skin is warm. The sheets are a mess. I should get up. We should clean up.
I don’t.
Eventually, he shifts a little, kisses the top of my head.
Prompt: meeting a British girl that moved to Australia working for his dad’s building business surprises Lannan especially how strong witted she is, why not befriend her?
Warnings: swearing, slow burn, character description,
“You should come over to the site.” His dad says through chewing something.
“Wow, straight to the point.” Lannan responds with an eye roll, speaking into the phone, his messy hair visible. Gosh he needs a haircut.
“You should. New worker, strong spirited.” He hums as he licks his lips.
“I haven’t been in a while. What’s his name?” He rubs his eyes.
“Woah- lannan!” His father responds with a laugh as he picks at some skittles.
“What?” He asks through a mouthful.
“It’s a girl, lad. Tut tut you should know by now not only-“
“Okay- I get it!.. gosh, sure.. I’ll meet her.. strong spirited?”
“Mhm. You’re type, small.” He responds with a laugh.
The next day he heads down to the site, he slaps his dads shoulder.
“Ah-! Lannan!” He grins as he points. “There’s the girl. In the digger.”
His eyes turn. He sees (h/c) hair and overalls.
His tired eyes land on her climbing out of said digger, her glossed lips and AirPod in her right ear, she sticks her mildly hard skinned hand out, her nails as glossy as her lips.
"Nice to meet you! I'm Y/n." Her pearly whites shine, her glossy lips forming into a big bright smile- his dad was right- she was his type.
He grips his hand around hers, what a grip.. "Nice to meet you too, I'm Lannan." His palm feels a bit clammy so he rubs the back of his neck like some nervous primary schooler.
"I've hears a lot about you!- from your dad that is." Her grin shifts into a soft smile- her tone and accent is very similar to the one and only Tobi browns' from the sidemen.
“Yeah.. yeah, same story lass.. where abouts are you from then?”
She sniffs, smiling up at him, her eyes shiny. Very shiny.
“I’m from London. Around hackney.”
“I know some lads from down there.. I’m going down to the UK in a few months.” He says gently. He tries to keep his town even but she seems so.. enthusiastic to talk to him.
“Oh that’s cool! I do miss my brother.. why’re you goin’ all the way down there?” She seems genuinely interested.
“A football game.” He shrugs, cracking his fingers as their eyes remain on each other, he leans on a brick wall next to him.
“Maybe we could go together.. see where time takes us, huh?” She offers him a wink and gets back into the digger, tapping on her phone, grinning and getting back to work.
Time..
“Y/n?” He stands up straight, she whips her head around and hums.
“Lunch? We can go early. I’ll pay lass.” He offers smiling.
Time.. where will it take them?
“Yeah, okay.” she takes her jacket off and follows him out to his car, sliding into the passenger he looks at her.
"See where this takes us, huh?" He looks at the steering wheel then back at her.
"Wouldn't mind finding out.."
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Guys request what you want for part two.. angst? ex boyfriend? LMK guyss
Prompt: y/n and Simon have so much sexual tension though it always gets fuelled into hate. a quip lash recording for more sidemen where her name gets mentioned reminds Simon he’s going to see her tonight.
“What is something Miniminter needs to accept?” The voice of ‘Schmitty’ read out.
“His need to Fuck y/n” from Ethan or “his massive cock” from the man himself.
Simons scoff is evident the second the answer comes up.
“Oh fuck off, Behz.” He says leaning forward as the screen shows a ‘quip lash’ Simon scoffs again.
“..you guys are dickheads.” Simon mumbles.
“Ah I have to see her today.” He mumbles but apparently the mic picked it up.
“Gonna finally pound her down?” JJ asks, his voice distracted.
“Fuck off, JJ.” Simon frowns as he keeps playing.
Later on in the game there was another caption.
“Something you say at a party” Schmitty once again reads out.
“I need to bend Y/n over- Simon” by Ethan or “how old is she?” By JJ.
“Oh my days behz, fuck off.” Simon grumbles and picks JJs option.
Later on after the recording where JJ has left and Tobi isn’t in the room josh speaks up.
“Are you looking forward to later Si? You’re going out aren’t ya?” Josh says.
“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it, I suppose.” He replies as he runs his hand through his hair.
“She’s- not that bad man, she’s not bad at all, I’ve spoke to her, she just treats you how you treat her, why don’t you be nice today?” Harry says to which Simon replies with a grunt.
“She’s annoying, arrogant and smug about everything she does! I fucking hate her.” Simon scoffs, venom evident in his voice.
“Alright! Alright! She’s nice to me, but okay.” Harry says as his attention span goes elsewhere as Simon is left to collect his thoughts.
Simon dresses in nice black trousers and a white shirt, he puts on a black jacket as he checks his watch to leave for the party.
A couple of his friends and mutuals will be their but he’s mainly going to get his mind off the stress in his life.
“Si! You made it!” Callum slapped his back and hands him a drink.
He smiles and begins socialising with people around the party of which he knew.
After about an hour when he’s a bit tipsy his eyes land on Y/n, she was in a black dress that went up to her thighs and hugged her waist and breasts perfectly, already sculpting her ass.
She stood leaning against a wall looking up at a man with an unsure look on her face.
He then reached for her wrist and she didn’t try to pull it away- at first anyway- Simon ignored it and walked over to get another drink which happened to be in earshot of Y/n.
“C-come.. come on darling.. just- give me a chance- let’s go upstairs..” he slurs down at her.
“No- thank you- I’m sorry..” she says almost gently.
Simon has never heard her voice so.. soft.
“But you don’t- have a boyfriend?.. please sweetheart, just a quick go at me.. I want a piece of that ass..” he leans further and lets his arm travel up to her shoulders.
“No, thank you.” She shuffled a little but he just tightened his grip on her.
“Darling-“ Simon scoffs and took that as his chance to step in.
“Mate, she said fucking no.” He steps between the two as the overly intoxicated man looks up at Simon, his eyes sure and stern.
“Do- don’t ruin my fun don, just- let me have a go at her.” He slurs and sips whatever liquid is in his cup again.
“She said fucking no, so fuck off.” He says, his voice sterner as the man grumbles something and walks away.
Simon turns to her and he’s about to ask if she’s okay, but her eyes are practically sparkling as she looks up at him.
“You- okay?” He mumbles, annoyed.
“Y-yeah.. thank you Simon..” She flattens down her pretty dress and holds her feet very close together, those normally confident and arrogant eyes vulnerable. Way too vulnerable for his liking.
"You're still an asshole." He says to lighten the mood, her arms wrapping around herself. A small, almost unnoticeable smile plays on her lips.
"Yeah? Well, so are you." She sticks her tongue out and walks away, she has a tongue piercing. A silver flat heart. Actually, he remembers getting shown her photo shoot and she had a pill one- like a red and white capsule- that was quite cool. Hardly.
He catches himself smiling and he clears his throat, going back to Callum.
"Thought you had a problem with that chick, Si." he comments sipping a stupidly bright liquid.
“Well- yeah-no. Shut up Cal. What’re you drinking? Cancer?” He taps his foot. He would not have any positive feelings for Bella. Any.
“Sure- cancer. How funny.” He rolls his eyes and Simon stifles a laugh, sometime later he was giggling with Will when he feels a small presence near him. He looks down to see Bella, the same vulnerable look on her face.
“Sorry, he... was bothering me again...” She says gently. Maybe Harry was right, she isn’t bad at all.
“Wanna... go outside?” He surprises himself with the ask, he’s still trying to remain uncaring but he’s struggling. Massively. Though, her nod makes him relax.
She leans her back against the cold wall and sips her vodka, he leans next to her.
“You look nice.” She almost whispers the small compliment, her eyes on her feet.
“Thank you… You look pretty too. Black suits you.” He clears his throat and she stands up straight, looking up at him. Fuck was he drunk… Her eyes are on his, he subconsciously steps closer with the ghost of a smile on his lips. She gets on her tip-toes and picks something off of his short beard, her smile now matching his.
Her hand stays on his jaw and he blinks. A long blink, then. His lips land on hers and they share a breath of relief and her hands circle his neck. The bitter air no longer an actual bother, he lets out a soft, drunken groan and she makes sure they lock tongues. The pull away is very brief but she brings her lips to his neck, sucking biting and nibbling. Fuck he’d be dreaming of this for weeks after, he was sure. Maybe hate fuels sexual tension.
“D- don’t really hate me, do ya, Si?” She runs her hands up his chest and purposely marks him, he squeezes her hips and she subconsciously leans into him.
“Mm?.. no.. lips.. kiss my lips..” he hums, gripping my hips.
My lips move up and suck at his throat before going back to his lips.
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“Nice party, Si?” Ethan muses as he adjusts his camera.
“Huh? Fine?” He says, scratching his chin.
“Mhm- Harry- look-“ Harry looks at his discord camera and laughs out loud.
“Fucking hell man! You’re purple!” He frowns and looks at his web cam.
“W- oh..” His face burns red.
His friends tease him endlessly but he’s focused on the message he just got.
“I enjoyed last night, Si.”
A/n:
Woah!! Three days in a row?! Kinda? Anyway REQUEST ME!!
Prompt: growing up together y/n dreamt day and night of being a musician, she played guitar and piano and adored everything about it, her and Harry went school together until year 8 when she moved all the way to Leeds, she never really left his mind.
Warnings: mentions of height and hair colour, swearing,
“I’ll miss you Harry, you’re the world to me.” She said softly after an exhale on the last day of school to the summer holidays, the only difference is, she wasn’t coming back.
“I’ll- miss you too.” He says as they stand at the school gates together, her being 5’1 and him being 5’5 at 13.
She steps forward and pulls him into a hug. “I do hope you won’t forget me Harry.” She mumbled into his chest, containing her tears as some eyes land on them.
He gulps and hugs her back. “You’re not too easy to forget..”
Was the last thing he said to her.
13 years later he’s sat in the back of Josh’s car next to Ethan and Tobi in the front.
He was partially zoned out sipping on water as the radio played softly, though something clicked in him as he sat forward in his seat.
“Josh- mate, who’s this? Singing?” He asks as the feminine voice plays accompanying a soft piano melody.
Harry sips his water as josh starts to speak. “Uh- her name is- Y/n- yeah a-“ josh is cut off by Harry spitting his water at Tobi and choking.
“Ah! What the fuck Harry! Ah you’re a Dickhead man!” Tobi scoffs as Harry keeps chocking and Ethan taps his back.
“You alright mate?” Ethan says some concern in his voice.
“Did you say Y/n, josh? Do you- have a last name? What’s her last name?” Harry ignores Ethan and Tobi as he wipes his mouth.
“L/n, why?” Josh says glancing at Harry through the rear view mirror.
“Oh my fucking god.” He scrambled for his phone and opens Instagram straight away, searching up her name and clicking the recent post his eyes widen.
In the picture, she was in a suit but instead of trousers they were shorts and fake blood splashed on her face, a bright smile showing and her face painted in a paler tone- she was dressed as Patrick Bateman for Halloween, Her long black hair cascading down her back.
“Oh my fucking god..” He whispers to himself.
It was her.
“What is it?” Josh says as he sees his friends face.
“Is she- famous on Spotify or-“ he turns to Spotify and searches her name- the photo being her with a gorgeous light blue electric guitar and her in a white mini skirt, stockings and a cropped white button up shirt.
She has just over 12 million monthly listeners with her highest song having almost a billion streams.
Harrys jaw physically drops.
“I-“ he can’t even get his words out as he started at how beautiful she got, the dorky 13 year old girl with glasses and braces who stood by his side was now a mainstream singer, achieving her one and only dream?
“Spit it the fuck out, Harry man, you wanna fuck her after one Instagram search?” Ethan urges.
“Shut the fuck up- I- I know her. We- went to school together- but she left when we was in year 8, she always told me how she wanted to be a singer, and she played the guitar- for me once and she- did it so well- does it so well and- we- she was such a geek- she’s-“ he stutters slightly.
“Boys, she was my best friend.. I’ve told you about her haven’t I? She was the girl that I’ve Went to my year 6 prom with.. and Ethan there was that one photo of me and her in my house? When we have fucking ice cream around our face! That’s her! It’s-“
“Slow down.” Josh chuckles as he pulls into a red light. “How did you not know about her being big? She’s been at it for a while.”
“Shut up- i- dunno- I want to see her.” He frowns and pulls his phone back out and going onto Instagram and following her.
His finger givers over the message button before deciding against it and going into her Instagram page more.
He then checks her Twitter and follows her on their too just to see that JJ already follows her, that doesn’t sit too well with Harry but he lets it slide.
A couple hours later during a shoot Harry hears Simon talking to Callux and some other members about a party in northern London, a big one apparently.
Not thinking much of it as he didn’t attend party’s anyway as sweaty people and cheap drinks didn’t interest him much he opened Instagram to which a smile instantly took up his face when he seen Y/n had posted an Instagram story.
Harry still hadn’t got any courage to message her at all
“Will be in London for a party tonight ‼️” and Harry’s jaw drops.
“Simon!” He calls interrupting his conversation with JJ abruptly.
“Can I come with you to that party later?” He urged scratching the back of his head.
“You want to come to a party?” Simon almost laughs.
“Yes. Can I please come?” He held.
“Alright- sure.” He smiles and thanks him before leaving the studio.
Harry heads home and changes into black cargos, a simple white shirt and white air forces, during this shoot it was closer to his house so he could head straight back to where Simon was, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he looked himself in the mirror.
“Okay. Okay.”
After convincing himself he actually wants to leave the house and do something he walks books a taxi back to the shoot.
After arriving back to the shoot and his hair now messed up from the amount of times he ran his hand through it he goes to Simon.
“You’re really voluntarily coming to a party?” Simon says as he types on his phone, presumably ordering a taxi.
“Yeah- I am actually.” He quips back, nervousness in his body language as he taps his foot.
Simon hums in response, the mans hesitance almost obvious.
The taxi arrives some time later and Harry slides in the middle back with callux and freezy, Simon in the front.
Harry nervously checked Instagram just to see if Y/n has arrived at the party, to which she has.
She doesn’t seem like the type of person to let money get to her head, also, it’s been 13 years so he can’t judge that.
From her Instagram post he got a knack at what she was wearing- it just showed bellow her collar bone and she was wearing a black thigh high dress, her long black hair wavy down her shoulders and some combat boots to which it was captioned: “I look cool asf” to which Harry couldn’t help but grin.
The car comes to a tip and Harry impatiently ushers callux out the car as Simon thanks the driver.
“We’re early so-“ Simon starts and Harry nods.
“Kay- bye I’ll catch up with you lads later.” He says before walking straight into the club.
“Harry!” He heard after him but after going in he exhaled, scanning the room for girls under 5’5.
He didn’t see much, drinks, girls dancing, heavy eyed men, irritated bartenders, until he saw a girl sat at the bar, sipping a clear drink.
She was in all black with black hair, he gulped before taking steps forward and sliding into the seat next to her.
He asked the bartender if he could have a vodka and coke and starting a tab.
He thanked the man and looked at Y/n to his left, the second her green eyes met his blue ones hers widened.
“Harry?” She said softly.
“You remembered me?” He replied as they looked at each other, her mouth slightly agape.
“Harry! Oh- my god!” She jumped from her seat and pulled him into a bone crushing hug to which he instantly gave back with a. Grin as she hurried her face in his chest.
“You- wow! Harry!” She squeals, pulling away and admiring him. “Harry..”
“Yeah- you- Y/n.” He replied sheepishly as she tightened her grip on him.
“I thought you would of forgot me Harry..” she mutters out softly and he holds her.
“You’re not too easy to forget.” He says quietly as she pulls away, looking up at him with latter lips and glossy eyes.
Suddenly her face breaks into a smile and she keeps her arms around his waist.
“You made it, n/n..” he breaths out as she gazed into his eyes.
At the other side of the room freezy nudges Simon.
“Do- you know that short girl with the black hair who sings? British- uh follows JJ?” he says his eyes somewhere not on Simon.
“What? Oh hm? Yeah.. yeah.. Y/n..? I know her why?” Just as the words leave his mouth he follows Freezys eyes and sees said girl having her arms secured around Harry’s waist, his around her lower back as his eyes shine as he looks down at her.
“Oh well fuck me.. Bog has-“ Simon squints his eyes. “What- are they..” the two watch In silence.
“Fuck this- do you wanna go get some shitty food and just- talk? I’ve- missed you.. you’ve been in my mind all over the last years.” She asks, her voice getting softer as she speaks.
“Yeah- more than anything..” he chuckles as she changes her position and intertwines their hands, gently walking with him out the club.
He let’s her drag him out and can’t help but smile as she lets their hands fall to their hips.
Simon almost chokes. “Are- are you boys seeing this? She’s taking him? What the fuck?”
Callux laughs. “He came along just to drop some game huh? I wonder how long he’s been in those Dm’s..”
“How- what have you been doing, Harry?” She asks as the music is barely present in the distance.
“I’m- a YouTuber, I have 16 million subscribers and I’m part of- a uh, group of boys and we make videos too.. you— know KSI? I know you follow him.. I’m- uh part of the sidemen.” He trails off, hand in hand with Y/n.
“Been stalking my socials, huh?”
He swallows. “Well-“
“Don’t worry..”
She smiles brightly then at him as she starts talking: “you- made it too then, Harry, didn’t you?” She let out a airy laugh as they walk to a 24 hour McDonalds.
“You.. haven’t changed.. much.” He smiles, taking her figure in.
“You’ve changed a lot.” She smiles sweetly, her pale cheeks a light pink as they walk down the quiet streets of London.
“I have, yeah.” He responds as the two set back into a comfortable silence.
As Harry looks at their intertwined hands his mind races, he wants to tell her the world, show her the world, give her the world, but against his mind his mouth thinks first.
“Will you come back into my life Y/n? Consistently..?” He blurts out and looks down.
Her lips part as she stutters slightly. “Of course. I- want to to be in your life again Harry.. put- you’re..” she trails off as she pulls her phone out, giving it to him so then can exchange numbers.
He can’t help the dopey smile that plasters his face as they approach the McDonald’s.
They get their meal and sit in the parking lot on the curb as they laugh like old friends- well.
Over the next couple of weeks, the two spent a lot of time together, though Harry was seen to be sneaking around by his friends, as he failed to mention the rekindling of his and Y/ns friendship.
One day, after a shoot on a set, Harry had arranged to meet Y/n at a local restaurant, his impatience had been showing all the way through the shoot so when Josh stops him he has to stop his giddiness and irritation.
“Mate. What have you been doing this last month or so? You seem a lot more busy than normal.” Josh questions as Simon listens In.
“What? Uh- nothing, I dunno, just busy.” Harry shrugs, tapping his fingers together.
“Where are you going now then?” He urges as Harry meets Josh’s eyes.
“To- see someone?” Harry replies hesitantly.
“I fucking knew it! You’re sneaking around with that musician aren’t ya? Black hair, little, pretty big songs. I saw you leaving the club last month with her!” Simon interjects as he challenges Harry, eying him down.
“W-what? Y/n? No, I’m not! Im going to-“ Harry starts before he gets cut off by josh.
“Didn’t you say you went to school with her? So- you have been sneaking around with her?” Josh questions adamantly.
“Well- no, I’m not sneaking around with her! We’re both just really busy is all so- we make time for each other.” Harry scoffs, annoyed they got it out of him.
“And you’re going to see her now?” Simon asks with a grin.
“Harry has a her?” Ethan says as he walks past to which Harry scoffs again.
“Harry has a her.” Simon confirms with a teasing grin towards said man.
“We’re not together? Fuck off lads- I’m going to miss our d- schedule.” Harry pushes Simon and leaves the shoot.
That was the first incident anyway, it got a lot worse from their, such as when Y/n first met the boys.
“Sorry n/n you’re going to have to pick me up if that’s the only reservation free.. you can come to the warehouse, I’ll send you the location, right? Okay.. bye.” Harry speaks down the phone as he rubs his temples.
“We meeting the misses then?” Ethan grins as he slaps Harry’s back.
“Wh- fuck off, Behz, we aren’t together and you twats aren’t meeting her.” Harry says firmly.
By the time the shoot was done, Ethan had told the other boys about the situation and seems like Harry didn’t have a choice but to introduce her.
He mumbles something as he picks up his phone to call the girl, reluctantly putting her on loud speak.
“Hi Harry- I’m on my way now I had to get some petrol.” She says, a smile evident in her tone.
“S’alright, N/n, listen my friends want to meet you- you can say no of-“ he starts before she cuts him off. “The other sidemen? Oh sweet okay, I’ll happily meet them.” She responds and Simon wiggles his eyebrows at Harry.
“Yeah- okay, text me when you’re outside.”
“Fuck that, let’s wait for her.” Tobi grins as the others agree.
Much to Harry’s dismay, the second most important woman in his life (behind his mum) is about to meet his closest friends.
As the car pulls up, JJ speaks up first as the others are a little bit gobsmacked.
“You’re girlfriend drives a fucking lambo?” He sputters as she climbs out the matte black Lamborghini.
She wearing black ripped jeans, a white compression shirt, a black leather jacket and some black ray bands, as she steps out Harry steps forward first and wraps her in a hug.
“Hey n/n.. uh- okay.” He says as she grins up at him.
“Hi Harry.. how are you?” She asks gently as they pull away and he starts walking over to the boys.
“I’m.. okay, you?” He replies as he looks down at her.
“I’m good, thank you.” She smiles as Harry approaches the boys.
“Okay this is-“ he starts but she shakes her head.
“I know who your friends are.” She steps forward and shakes JJ’s hand.
“It’s- really nice to meet you! You’re a really inspiring guy- I’m Y/n.” She smiles up at him as he makes brief eye contact with Harry and grins back.
“Oh sick, it’s nice to meet you too, I like you’re car, clearly your style.” He winks as he takes in her outfit.
She smiles and goes onto Ethan who kisses her hand with a smile.
Harry rolls his eyes at that, though admiring the girl’s confidence as she gets to Vikk.
“I’ll be honest- I watched all you’re Fortnite videos in 2017. It’s really nice to meet you in person.” She smiles softly as he smiles back.
The second she finishes talking to Tobi, Harry takes her shoulders in his hands and pulls her back a bit.
“Okay, bye boys, we have to go now.” He says with a glare at Ethan as he winks back at the man.
“What? Bu-“ she starts but Harry leads her back to her car.
“Alright.. bye boys!” She smiles as she gets into the driving seat and waves at them through the window.
“I want Harry’s girl.” JJ says matter of factly as he turns back on his heel.
“She’s very nice.” Vikk says too which the boys all agree in some way.
Another time is when she begged him to come on a night out with her, which turned into her and his whole extended friend group going to some busy ass club.
“Do you think Harry and n/n will kiss?” Simon shouts to Vikk over the music.
“Probably!” He replies with a small laugh.
Later through the night, the girl was fucking pissed, she sat next to Harry and was laughing with (at) Ethan with the most stupid things.
“No- that’s not right..” she got out between giggles as she pushed his arm.
He smiles back, his eyes hazy.
“… mmm I like your tattoos, Ethan..” she smiles as she picks up his hand, inspecting his tattoos with a drunken grin on her face.
“And your.. rings..” she slurs, running her fingertips along his tattoos and rings.
“… s’nice of ya, n/n..” he chuckles and drinks so more if his drink.
She grins and leans back into her seat, looking at Harry.
“Can I stay at yours tonight? My house is soooo far.” She whines quietly.
Harry wasn’t nearly as drunk as Y/n, he was between tipsy and drunk as he nods.
“Course..” he replies and rubs his eyes.
One of Y/ns friends and Tobi had been flirting the whole night as she was leaning into him and they spoke softly.
She smiles and turns her attention back to Ethan.
“Do you.. like being a YouTuber?”
As the conversation flows, Harry rubs his eyes and stands up to go order the taxi.
“I’m calling a taxi now, n/n okay?” He says and she nods.
As the taxi arrives she says bye to her friends all of them promising to message her when they get home, she waves at them and stumbles after Harry.
After they got to Harry’s house, he gave her a sidemen shirt to wear and showed her the spare room.
“You did.. a s-SpongeBob collab?.. ha..” her giggle is so cute.. she’s so cute.
Before she fell asleep she wrapped Harry in a tight hug.
“I’m glad I found you again, you’re the best.” She slurs as she kissed his cheek and goes into the spare room.
His face turns red as he goes to his own room, his hand hovering over his face.
The two just got closer, the teasing from his friends got worse until he couldn’t escape it, teased for how he looks at her, how he speaks to her, how he changes his Attitude around her.
“You know, why don’t you ask her to come America with us for our video this week?”
Prompt: Y/n and Josh have been best friends since year 2, They grew up together and both end up making content, they claim they don’t like each other but it’s a bit obvious.
Warnings: swearing, use of Y/n, long ass fic,
Josh and Y/n were young, it was after school and Josh’s dad had left him at the park for ten minutes, same with Y/ns father, she stomped around on the chipped bark on the floor, getting her school skirt dirty.
The girl brought her hands to her face getting mud on her freckled covered face.
She looked around and saw one of her classmates sitting on the swing- the only swing in the park.
She was going to go up to him to ask to push him or play a game, she was an outgoing girl, josh was a bit more in his shell.
She wiped her dress down and hesitated before making her way to the swings, before she saw 3 older boys approaching him.
“Get the fuck off the swing, kid.” The voice said.
The girl scrunched up her nose at the fact some year fives were speaking mean of her classmate even so, swearing.
“Ye- o-oka-“ she hear josh begun before she stepped up.
“No! Don’t be mean to him! Go find you’re own f-fucking swing!” She said as the three boys turned around to face her, she seen Josh’s eyes widened as one of the boys knelt down to Y/ns level.
“Fuck off, little girl.” He snarled but she kept her ground.
“No! You’re being mean to josh!” Her hands began to shake slightly.
“So sorry for being mean to your little boyfriend.” The tallest one shook his head and gave this girls chest a harsh push, making her fall flat in her backside.
Josh breathed as they left and immediately came to the girls aid.
“Ah- uh- thank you.. are you okay?” He asked helping the girl up.
She smiled and nodded. “Yeah- thank you.. do you wanna play something?”
After that day, the two were always together in school, though josh learnt quickly that the girl didn’t have a good home life, so she ate dinner at his and left her three younger brothers, the two were together so often.
His parents were hesitant to let a girl stay in their sons room, even though were 7 so they had to keep the door open though hours later the two were fast asleep— y/n on the floor.
(P.s- this is what josh looked like at around that age)
When the two got into secondary school Y/n went through a huge glow up, she got her braces off and grew into her body a lot more, her hair down her back and her skirt to her thighs and leggings underneath, she still wore her thick-framed glasses but at the age of 13 she was the prettiest girl in her year.
Josh suddenly felt over protective over his geeky best friend, she was pretty, charming, played guitar, was into photography and most of all, loyal, she’d been loyal to him for six years.
One day, the two were out later than normal, they were at a park with a lollipop each and she had his game boy advance in her hand playing Pokémon ruby .
He had his eyes on her— his best friend had got so pretty and he’d never felt more protective in his whole life.
“Josh- can you help me with this?” She asks sweetly, handing him the console before scooting closer to him.
“Hm? Yeah, course.”
In year ten, Y/n got a bit more confident in herself and asked josh to come to a house party and they both got drunk- her a lot more than him.
“n/n co-come on.. some air.” He stands up— at fifteen towering over the girl she grins and lets him pull her.
“W-we leavin’ Tobi?” She asks with a giggle.
He nods and he sits on the outside grass, almost falling.
Y/n giggles and leans forward to run her hands through his hair and grinning.
“I- don’t-“ she laughs cutting her self off.
“You have emo boy hair..” she grins and he grins back, falling into the grass
He grins and puts his hands on his face.
“We clean up nice..” he slurs slightly and the girl hums.
Throughout the rest of their school life the two never left each other but he went to end of year prom together.
When the sidemen begun Y/n started half attention on her degree in music and her youtube Channel.
In 2015 she begun to make videos with Stephen tries wearing a baggy black suit for most of the skits.
Though, during collaboration videos he couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
Y/n made a lot of second channel videos with WillNE, they developed a friendship in just taking the piss out of each other which developed into James and Y/n becoming really close- especially bonding over there music playing.
2020 was a bit of a rough year, quarantining alone was a bit grating, though jack box games with the sidemen, podcasts with the Eboys and shitty among us videos were great.
With the Eboys podcast y/n had 2 appearances, her own interview and the interview for “the fifth Eboy member” where she addressed her undying love for James and showed a stick man drawing of the two holding hands and a red crayon heart.
“Right, my- proposition is that you get my company, my art skills and my great guitar playing.” Clearing her throat she leaned forward on the camera.
“But I only want to join for James, George doesn’t fucking follow me on Twitter, Alex looks like fucking buck from ice age— here’s a printed picture because I’ve thought that for a While”
She leans down and shows a printed picture of the animal and then pulls out a photo of James.
“Shit! Wrong one.. haha..” she says scratching her head and then getting a picture of Alex— the worst possible photo imaginable.
“And will is self explanatory, me and James are best friends, truly. Both have musical talent, both hot as fuck—“ clearing her throat she pulls out a drawing of the two with a child like grin.
“That’s my offer.” She stands up from her chair and bows slightly.
That clip circulated quite quickly as she had been shipped with josh since 2010 when he gained attention in his call of duty videos.
Then among us early 2021 videos were the best.
“It’s me and josh!! Ooh..” she said with a grin, circling her white character around Ethan before going off to fake admin card swipe.
In most of these lobbies were the Eboys, all the sidemen with JJ replaced with deji, Y/n, Randy, and chip fat.
“It’s not josh he had a chance to kill me but didn’t.” She says sipping her water.
“Y/n get Josh’s cock out your mouth and vote him, I saw him fucking vent!” Will says.
Choking slightly on her water she scoffs.
“Fuck off, Will.” She says but can’t help but feel her face heat up.
And sheeshhhhh sidemen tinder?? Josh said the sweetest possible thing and felt the same way he did when he was 13 when you said yes to Ethan, Harry and Tobi.
“I uh- thought this was a studio, but you’re a work of art, n/n.” Josh says, straightening his posture and offering her a wink.
She can’t help but giggle and immediately put him to the side of yes.
“Heard you’re an eco friendly type of girl? The condom in my pocket expires tomorrow wanna help me use it?” Ethan grins teasingly and you let him go to the left to which he stands confidently and smugly next to josh.
“Time is ticking, you’re rather fine, how about we sixty nine?” Harry says with a smile.
After she lets him pass, Josh is leaning against the wall, his eyes wavering on his best friend, Harry leans up and whispers in Josh’s ear.
“Mr steal yo girl.” He grins to which josh shakes his head.
After that recording Y/n went to josh and pulled him by his collar down slightly.
“How about we get drunk like we did when we’re 15, aye?” She grins and he hesitates.
“Alright- okay we can go out tonight, just us, hm?” He places his hands on her shoulders.
That night out was great, a lot of drunken giggles and when the alcohol came, leaning on his bicep.
“S’fun.. isn’t it?” She giggles softly, her eyes closing briefly.
“Yeah.. it is n/n..” he grins drunkenly sipping his drink.
“How- much do you- I owe you joshy?” She says in an almost teasing tone.
“Nothing n/n.. you’re too pretty to pay for your uh- own drinks.” He responds as they leave the bar, it now being 3 am, his arm loosely around her shoulders.
That comment sobered her up a bit, he had never stated that he finds her attractive.
She grinned and leaned further into him.
“We can go- back to mine you- I don’t want you getting an Uber alone.” He says tightening his grip around her.
“Course joshy..” she slurs, rubbing her eyes and looking up at him.
He grins as they walk sloppily together laughing and giggling, josh had a pit in his stomach from the way she gripped his bicep.
After he unlocked the door he leaned his back on it and pulled Y/n into a tight hug, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck.
“You’re my- bestest friend..” she giggles and leans into him as she smiles.
He giggles back as they head upstairs.
She flops onto his bed and takes off her shoes.
“Joshy-“ she whines and looks at him.
“Can I wear something of yours? Pretty please?” She slurs.
He nods and hands her a hoodie and some shorts.
She pulls her top off right in front of him and he can’t help but look, that seemed to sober him up as he looks away, she pulls off her trousers and puts on the shorts.
“Come lay with me joshy..” she mumbles as she pulls her hood up and squeezes her eye shut.
“I’m coming..” he mumbles as he takes his own hoodie off and leaves his under shirt on.
He gets in bed with her and she immediately cuddles into his chest.
“Night night joshy..” she mumbles as she closes his eyes.
“Night n/n..”
The next morning, I woke up with a horrible hangover.
She mumbles before realising she wasn’t in her own bed.
Josh wouldn’t let me go home with a random guy, would he?
looking to her left and seeing josh the girl relaxes.
She lets out a sigh of relief and then filling with immense dread.
She glances at the clothes then his- the girl scratches her brain.
We didn’t do anything.. Good.
She stands up and goes to his kitchen, downing a pint of water and two paracetamols.
Half an hour later, she’s feeling better Josh groans as he walks in, she hands him the same fix she had herself.
“Bit.. more intense then when we were teenagers, hm?”
She laughed and agreed.
He called her pretty. He was drunk..
Another time was during a moresidemen video and Josh had to let Harry (of all people) control what he said to any person from his contacts, which ended up being a wild card, so obviously he chose you:
“Mate- she’s out, she’s streaming with that James lad.”
“Don’t care, call her.”
Behz laughs and brings James’ stream up.
“Oh.. josh is calling me.”
I smile and answer.
Harry tells him to put me on loudspeaker.
“You sure Josh? I’m on a stream.”
I look at James’ chat and see how fast it’s moving.
“I- wanted to say-“ he glares at Harry as he writes on a board: ‘I want to please you, the right way.’
Josh exhales.
“That- I uh. Want- to- please.. you the right way.” He says with a small stutter as he hangs up.
My jaw is left agape and James starts laughing.
I put my head in my hands as my face heats up.
Meanwhile, the boys are dying of laughter as they watch the stream.
“Awe! Look how red he’s gone!” Simon wheezes as Josh covers his face.
“I’m going to hers today too.. She asked me to do something..”
He mutters into his hands.
“What? Please her?” Behz says causing the other 6 to laugh harder.
Meanwhile, James’ whole chat is going mad and James is teasing her.
“Oh- wow n/n-“ she cuts him off.
“He definitely got told to do that- josh wouldn’t-“
I grumble and hold my head in my hands.
The chat spams with ‘Tommy T’
“Guys- what- no.”
I huff.
“Control your chat..”
He hums with a chuckle.
And that night she doesn’t even look him in the eyes. Has he made the girl that defended him 20 odd years ago shy? Awe..
“T- thanks Josh..” her eyes are in the shelf he just put up.
“You’re welcome..”
-
“You’re an idiot, you know?”
“Huh? I- why?” Harry asks through chewing something.
“Y/n didn’t even look at me- you made me make her all shy..”
He laughs out loud.
“Not my fault, maybe you shouldn’t have waited 24 years huh?” He comments.
“Unnecessary dude..”
A/n:
Guys am I back? Nope. Listen I have autism and I have hyper fixations. Every time I open this app I feel guilt. I’ll try I promise 😭
Even so in honour of the sidemen charity match here! I started this draft like a year ago by the way!
Prompt: after Y/n and Ethan broke up a year prior and seeing each other again just pisses off the girl and excites Ethan, they didn’t end their relationship on good terms but he’s still got the feels for her.
Warnings: swearing, ansty
I was walking down the streets of London, my coat wrapped around my waist as I treaded to my apartment.
I have my head down as the weather was foul, the biting winter hitting hard.
I keep walking before I slam into something hard and I hear a soft ‘oof’
I go to apologise but as I look up and make eye contact with the man we both freeze.
“Y/n?”
“Ethan..”
-
Last year, I was working on my photography and YouTube channel, I was big on the side of British commentary and met people that helped me grow, I put more budget into my videos and in 2 years I was one of the biggest female alone British channels.
I met bigger YouTubers and came close with the sidemen, especially Ethan.
We went out and drank together.
We fell in love.
We were happy for 2 and a half years, until June 2023 that was.
He was going out more which was fine, I couldn’t keep him on a lead.
He grew more distant but that’s fine, he’s stressed, I’m not his whole life.
He became more antsy, that’s fine, he needed some space.
I gave him space and he got drunk and fucked Mia Malkova as she stayed in the uk after their recording, I didn’t find out till three weeks later.
The worst thing was he didn’t seem to feel bad at all, I found out through friends of friends.
My heart broke and when I confronted him he got on his knees in front of me and begged.
He said how ‘he was drunk’ and ‘she doesn’t mean anything to him’
He spoke about things he didn’t mean the whole time I started packing my shit with tears pouring down my cheeks.
“Ethan! Stop!” I say in between broken sobs as he tries to hug me but I push him off.
I put all my bags in my car and wipe my eyes as Ethan continues to plead behind me.
“Y/n- I swear! Please don’t go- you mean so-“
I cut him off.
“I’ll send cal round tomorrow for the rest of my shit.”
I slam the door to my BMW and go home, I drive in to my road
I call Callum (Callux) and ask him to come round.
“N/n- is it important?” He said and I responded with a simple ‘yes’
He came round and knocked on my door.
I opened Ito and immediately hugged him.
“Woah, n/n-“ he began as I started to cry again.
“What’s happened..” he muttered to me as he held me to his chest.
I tried to stand up but he shushed me and sat on the floor with me between his legs as I calmed myself down.
His back was against the door as he held me gently.
“… was it Ethan?” He asked me gently as if I’d break if he spoke any louder. I nod between sobs.
I hear him exhale deeply.
“Can- I ask you yes and no questions?” He uses the same time with earnt him another nod.
“Have you broken up?” He asked me with a sickening soft tone, especially for his character.
I respond with another nod.
“Okay- did.. he break up with you or-“
I shake my head and he exhaled again.
After cal realised Ethan had cheated on me, he let me sob into his hoodie for a while.
Keeping away from each other was difficult, especially when he wanted to just ‘talk’.
You can’t excuse sticking your dick in another girl while in a relationship though.
I got my pre recorded videos out when appropriate and announced I was having a break.
Ethan had trouble talking to the boys about what had happened.
“Where’s Y/n? Why’s she having a break?.” Simon commented as they were having a break from the set of their sidemen Sunday.
“What? Oh we broke up.” He said averting his gaze to his finger nails as Tobi chokes on whatever flavour of prime he’s drinking.
“What?! Why? You two are like-“ Tobi sputtered.
“I don’t know lads- I don’t wanna talk about it..”
He started and Harry looked at him.
“What did you do?” Ethan’s face turns a tint of red.
“Not-“
“Mate, what did you do, I’ll just ask cal, they’re like- weird friends. They tell each other everything.” He eyes him, having his own guesses.
Harry starts and Ethan’s mind goes to the way Cal looked at him when he came to collect the rest of Y/na stuff.
He’d never seen him so.. angry.
“I- was drunk boys! I just-“
“You cheated on her? Ethan man..” Josh tuts, clearly disappointed.
“Well-“ he sighs. “Yeah, lads, I did.” Doesn’t even have it in to defend himself. Why should he?
“Mate, you’ve well and truly, fumbled the bag.”Having his friends almost ashamed of him wasn’t good.
They were in the same friendship circle, made videos with the same people, Ethan’s best mates were her best mates, this would cause problems and they knew it.
No sets together. No among us together. No joint colabs. Just. Y/n and Ethan.
On some nights, Y/n went too see Freya and they spoke, one time they got too drunk, Josh heading giggles from the other room before the tone switched up.
“Freya- I- miss him.. maybe it was an accident.. cal told me to-“ I exhale. “Cal told me to not let him get to me- I saw it coming..” I say as I rub my eyes.
“Maybe- he never loved me- you know, he was my first real boyfriend since I was like 17.” I say as tears rim my eyes.
“N/n.. just- let time take its course- maybe, you’ll be okay without him.” She said to me, I could hear how unsure she was.
I nod and sip my wine.
It would never hurt less.
-
“You- look good.” He smiles uncertain, opening his mouth to talk again. “Do- you want to talk?”
“Uhm. No, move the fuck out of my way, Ethan.” I spit, urging him to move from the sidewalk.
“Y/n, please, just a talk.” He pleaded, his blue eyes showing desperation, utter desperation.
“There’s nothing to say!” I say in a defeated tone and meet his eyes.
“I loved you- I don’t understand why- alcohol isn’t an excuse either! I don’t want to talk to you!” I whisper- shout as people swerve around us.
Since before this, we haven’t spoken to each other, at all. In a year and a half. Cal got all my stuff and I could avoid him.
This was a lot right now.
“Y/n- you don’t understand how sorry I am- I hate myself everyday for it! Please- just- a coffee?”
He pleaded, his hands clasped together.
“Once a cheater, always a cheater.”
I shove past him and keep walking.
He stands there, lost.
He wants her back.
He well and truly fumbled the back a year ago, but who was to say he couldn’t get it back?
He turned around and saw his ex girlfriend storm away from him.
He’d take his chances now, he pulled his phone out and called Callux.
“Yes mate?” He picked up after two rings.
“Can you set me up with Y/n? I know- but- I’m just trying to at least make things right.”
No, he wanted her in his bed arms. Both.
He stayed quiet for a while.
“Mate- she.. I don’t think she would want me bringing you up at all- and I’m like her gay best friend- who isn’t gay- so- setting her up is just..”
He trailed off as Ethan thought of something else.
“Just- ask her how she feels about me.”
He says into the phone as his legs take him further down the street.
“Oh I know what she thinks of you- she fucking hates you, she said you broke her heart, you ruined how she looks at men- how she thinks a stupid ginger prick- her words- have her trust issues and how she doesn’t want to miss you.”
He says matter of factly.
“So she misses me?”
Cal sighs: “listen mate- there’s nothing I can do- you can ask freezy to arrange a video or something- that’s your best bet- also- you should like listen to what else I said. Not just the missing bit.”
Ethan sighed down the phone before letting out a small 'yeah, okay' and hung up.
This girl. She trusted him and now what? Would he be that pathetic and got on his knees for her? Yes. Yes he would.
-
“No, fuck off.” I say the second the words leave his mouth.
“N/n it’s a charity video. Are you that much of a bad person to not contribute?” Cal says as his hands grip my shoulders.
His stubbles growing in. That meant another talking stage.
“Yeah. With the sidemen, Cal- Ethan-“ I start. “And don’t guilt trip me.” I huff.
“Yeah. The sidemen. Not your ex boyfriend it’s the sidemen. The YouTube group. No strings attached with so many over people. It’s a massive set. Challenges. A twelve hour stream.” He pleads.
“I’ll be there! Just- I’m begging you!” He shakes me lightly.
I couldn’t say no.
“Okay..”
A week and a half later I was preparing my camera around my neck as i mildly listened listen in on freezy and will talking about F1.
I sigh as I enter the set.
“Ten minutes!”
I sit next to Freya and Cal and lean my head back.
-
His eyes snap up. She came. Looking beautiful.
-
Time passed; the stream went on. I leave set to fill up my water and Ethan is behind me.
“Bella..” he says and I close my eyes.
“Ethan.” I say.
“I- want to say sorry. I didn’t even explain myself at the time properly. I just.. tried to get myself out of trouble.” He says, looking down at me.
“Thank you.” I say reluctantly.
He picks his words carefully from the way his mouth opens and closes a few times.
“I.. miss you.” He says.
“I miss what we were, too.” I say simply and he gulps.
“Can.. we stop avoiding each other? Just.. be.. mutual.” He smiles weakly.
“Okay..”
Maybe I was healing. Well: that was until he called me while drunk.
“Hey pretty..” he slurs.
“You fucked someone else? Drunk, came to say sorry?” I say a little bitterly as I leave my phone on my desk, loudspeaker my fingers editing my video.
“… harsh.. miss you.. just..” he hiccups. “I don’t want your body.. well.. that would be nice.. but, more than anything, n/n.. I want.. I wantchu.. a hug..”
I blink.
“And, just.. i hope.. you can forgive me.. and hug me.. in my heart it’s enough. More than.. enough but in my soul.. fuck, pretty.. I wanna marry you.” He slurs with a small laugh at the end.
“Love you, y/n.” He mumbles after a few minutes of silence.
“I love you too.. I miss you..” I whisper. All the walls I’ve built up cracking. But I hold out.
“Come over when your sober.” He hums and I hang up.
Two days later I get a knock, I open my door and see Ethan, his hands cupped around some water lilies.
“Uh..”
He says.
I take the flowers.
He smiles.
“I.. miss you.. so much.. please.. just..”
I nod and his arms immediately go around me.
“I’m sorry baby..” I say softly. “I just.. can’t.. trust you again..” he gulps and pulls away.
I stick my pinky out.
“Friends?” I ask and his pinky extends too, though shaky.
f reader pushing james against a wall and him being flustered 😩
Prompt: a long day in the recording studio for James upsets his girlfriend who was normally meek and quiet, letting him take control but maybe she was a little more needy than normal.
Warnings: Swearing, sexual, tension, kissing,
I pace around mine and James’ apartment, Otto looking at me with curious eyes. I check the time in my Apple Watch.
6:49.
I sigh. He promised six. He said we can order in at nine when he left. I’ve cleaned the house, fixed his recording room, fed Otto and even cleaned my own schedule and now I was impatient.
Nine.
The words of ‘Oxytocin’ by Billie Eilish playing from the speakers as I wrap my hair around my fingers.
I chew my lip. “The plants.. I’ll water the plants..” I mumble as I fill up the watering can.
7:04.
“N/n! I’m sorry-! I’m home..” a voice calls in a w tone as shuffling is heard.
He walks in, I huff and stand up.
“You took forever.” I whine as my arms snake around his neck and and lean my body against his.
His back falls into the wall and he blinks.
“I’m sorry..” he smiled shyly as his hands cup my face.
I stand up straight and put my hands on his chest, holding him in place.
His cheeks go red.
I get on my tiptoes and kiss his lips in a sweet but needy way.
“You..”
He breaths out as his arms go to my hips, his fingers digging into me slightly.
“You miss.. me?”
I raise an eyebrow. We always kissed. Why was he acting all shy?
His ears are red and I fall back onto my flat feet.
I keep my hands on his chest and hold a little harder, his bottom lip going between his teeth.
Maybe I can have a little fun. He’s been gone for ten hours after all.
“How was recording?”
I ask as my ties get the brunt of my weight again as I pepper kisses along his jaw.
“Ah.. uh.. g-good.. just..” he cheats his throat, his fingers deep in my hips.
“Should.. be done by next month.. at this rate..” I move my lips to his collarbone.
“Ah- yeah.. next month.” He says, his left hand now running up and down my hip.
“What’s got you all flustered?” I say as my hands stay firm on his chest, keeping him trapped against me and the wall.
“Hm-? Oh- just, you..”
Don’t get me wrong. I knew James was a switch. Maybe sometimes I just got a little shy. I liked when he was in control my face always got red and my words got stuck when I tried, he ends up guiding me but this felt.. different. Maybe it was how he was acting how I would. All shy and stuff.
“What am I doing.. I’m just kissin’ you..” I say with a smile as i pull away, blinking up at him innocently.
“Yeah.. just.. that.. what we ordering? Fuck, uh? I don’t mind, darling.. up to you. Wait a minute though..” he says in a soft tone his voice a little more high pitched then normal.
“That Chinese place you like is fine..” I move my left hand to his breastbone Andy left to pull his head down as i interlock our lips. He holds back a noise. Or a breath. I can tell by how his breath stops in both his nose and his mouth for a few seconds and only does he release it when I hold his chest firmly.
Our tongues intertwine and he smiles into my mouth. I pull away and that’s a tiny ‘smack’ sound as I do.
“That okay?” I ask “is what- on, the food? Yeah..” he kisses my forehead. His ears bright pink and his cheeks too. I smile, feeling like I’ve moved up a little bit in both our relationship and my confidence.
I kiss his chin as i guide him to the sofa and sit next to him, he turns the tv on and as I’m ordering our usual he lets out a small noise.
Prompt: a collection of clips from a podcast with Y/n and James- literally just them being a cute couple
Warnings: swearing, established relationship, both Y/n and James are content creators, short,
(I have so many requests and stuff but this just came to mind after seeing Ethan and faiths new podcast so.. I’ll get to them soon I swear)
One occurrence was the newest podcast, the two have videos every Thursday and read stupid Twitter threads and Reddit posts.
“So, James.” I say as I adjust my position.
“Yeah? Go on.” He smiles and I clear my throat, exaggerated.
“Would you rather kiss me for 100,000 or kiss the prettiest girl in the world for a million?” I cross my legs as I put my phone down from reading.
“Well- what? I kiss you everyday. So I- can just do it.. but for money? So obviously you.” He says, adjusting his glasses.
“That’s the wrong fucking answer, James.” I shake my head.
“What? Why? We don’t need a million- I suppose it’d be nice.” He speaks and watches me carefully as my jaw ticks.
“No! I’m the prettiest girl in the world! You’re meant to say: ‘oh y/n, I could kiss you and get the million,’ because I’m meant to be the prettiest girl in the world!”
I scoff and slam my hand as he starts laughing.
“Yeah-! That’s- what I meant! Oh fuck off that was a trick question. Yeah, I’d kiss you and get the million.” He pleads his case with amusement.
“Who’s the prettiest girl in the world?” I ask.
“You!”
I shake my head. “Not what you said before..”
Another time was a bit random, but it sits a nice place in Y/ns heart.
“You know, Y/n is getting her room re done. She claims she isn’t a loser but the amount of five nights at Freddy’s and Pokémon stuff is organised on her shelf I thought I was going to have a seizure from all the colours.” James says, flexing his fingers.
I roll my eyes, opening my mouth to speak but the frowning.
“I’m sorry- you’re a content creator and don’t know the five nights at Freddy’s lore? And I bet you could name like two fucking Pokémon.” I scoff, sipping my coffee.
He looks at me and laughs.
“You get so defensive! And I can name many Pokémon, you’re just borderline obsessed.”
He states and I scoff again.
“Sorry, James, how many fucking guitars do you own?” I retort and he rolls his eyes.
“I get payed for that, very different.” He replies and I scoff.
“Guys James is just mad he acts tureen years older than he is.” I snicker and he smiles.
“Okay, haha.”
Though, James’ favourite clip of the two is when they had Willne as a guest, him sat on the middle.
“So, how long do these normally go on for?” He asks as he shifts in his seat.
“About an hour.. maybe longer so..” James pulls his phone out, checking the time.
“Around an hour or something left.” He says and I nod, finding some threads to read out.
“What’s your home screen?” Will asks as James checks the time.
His face turns a little pink, only visible by the tips of his ears and nose.
“It’s me and Y/n in Australia.” He shows will and he can’t help but smile.
The photo consists of Y/n eating a cone of ice cream, one hand in James’ as they walk ahead of whoever took the photo, the sun is just setting and she has his rainbow scarf draped over her shoulders.
At that, i look up.
“What? The one Jago took?” I ask as I peer over and James nods.
“Awe..” I smile and he looks away.
“What’s yours then lass?” Will asks and i smile as I lock my phone to show him and the camera.
The photo is of my lips smooshed against James’ cheek and his hand in my forehead, attempting to push it away, I was sleep deprived when I did that and Jono found it hilarious at James’ trying-not-to-smile expression and snapped the photo.
Will fake gags and then chuckles.
The finally, the end of 2023 podcast was a fan favourite.
“What was your Spotify wrapped?” He asks, pulling his own phone out.
“I thought I’d ask on the podcast.” He adds with a smile.
I smile at his Tory accent and check.
“I haven’t looked yet..” I say as I tap through it.
“Hm. My number one song was heartbeat by childish Gambino, number two static by Steve lacy, number three was so long by you, number four was crying lighting and five was 505 by arctic monkeys.” I say with a soft smile.
“You have me?” He asks with a skeptical tone.
I scoff and shove my phone near him as he smirks.
“Alright alright.. artists?” He asks and I see.
“Arctic monkeys, you, Kanye west, childish gambino and TV girl.” I smile as I hand him my phone.
“I don’t think me and Kanye should ever be next to each other. In any list.” He says with a stupidly serious time and I let out a giggle.
“Shut up. What was your favourite edit of the year?” I ask and he shrugs.
“Edit? I don’t know..” he clearly thinks.
“Mine is the josh Hutcherson one.” I smile jd he rolls his eyes.
“Could at least lie and say it’s one of me.” He scoffs and I laugh.
“I did like the one where it was taking what’s not yours and it was a ship edit of us. That was sweet.” I smile and he nods.
“I saw that.. stop being al soft. Now I look like a prick.” I smile teasingly and he scoffs again.
A/n
Guys I’m so burnt out I know I have loads of requests but don’t let that stop you from keeping the coming cus I will be writing my favs first.
Also maybe I just wanted to yap about my interests and put them into the reader. Oh well.
Prompt: After staying up later to finish an edit, chip tries to get into bed without waking up his girlfriend, not to his knowledge she wakes up as he mumbles his wholesome thoughts to her.
Warnings: short, FLUFF, mentions of y/n,
Stretching his arms above his head, he edits the recordings of all the boys splicing the sidemen among us into one perspective of the video, it was already two in the morning, he was just doing the final round then it was time for bed.
Running his hand through his already messy hair, he adjusts his headphones, fixing his posture.
“Just a minute..” he mumbles to himself, splicing the clips and colour coordinating the clips fine.
Chip smiles as he does a run through seeing if there’s any mistakes, adding his own little inside jokes to the wallet part of the admin card swipe, no shame in giggling to himself as he adds a photo of Baldski on KSI’s part and Ethan when fat on his.
Even giggling when he adds an old photo of ChrisMD in his braces and stupidly big ears.
He adds his own little effects and finally decides to finish the cut down in the morning.
Heading to the bathroom he brushes his teeth, shutting his eyes as he accidentally obnoxiously stumbles next to his girlfriend, the mattress groaning under his weight as he wraps his arms around me.
“Love you..”
He says quietly, tightening his grip on her waist.
Getting frustrated with the fact he now can’t sleep even after struggling to keep his eyes open why not talk himself to sleep.
I shift slightly, mumbling out a quick: “Joshua..”
He clearly doesn’t hear me from all of his shuffling around.
After some silence I hear his voice again.
“You’re the best.. thing that’s even happened to me.. sometimes the boys call me names but- I don’t care.. I love you.”
He nuzzled into my neck as I keep my breath soft, he thinks I’m fast asleep.
“Struggle to show it sometimes.. we’re both busy..” he hums.
He holds me tighter as his breaths grow deeper.
The next morning, I wake up first and feel soft.
I wasn’t really used to such praise but as I look at his sleeping face I feel even more In love.
I climb out of bed and make two cups of coffee, mine with cream and one sugar and his with two sugars and more cream, his more frothy.
I smile as I hear heavy footsteps and soon strong arms around my waist.
“Sleep okay?” He asks, leaving over to kiss my jaw and then taking his coffee, looking down at me with tired eyes.
“Yeah.. I did.. you?” I say softly, looking up at him, feeling fuzzy.
He nods.
“Somewhat..”
I get on my tiptoes and kiss his lips.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me..” I say with a small smile and my hands finding in his shoulders.
He smiles and scratches his neck.
“You.. too..” he clears his throat and kisses my forehead.
“You should be more quiet, josh..” I smile and his eyes flick to confusion to shock to embarrassment.
another one for josh could you do one on spending nye together and getting drunk and he has to take care of you etc tyy ilyyy
Prompt: having a group outing causes you to get drunk- a lot more drunk than your boyfriend which lets him be your anchor for the night.
Warnings: alcohol, swearing
“Josh, I’m serious-! I’m not going to get too drunk tonight- maybe tipsy but, not, like, that bad.” I say in a honest tone as I finish my makeup
“Right, you said that last time and it’s fine anyway.” He smiles, dismissing my comment.
“I’ll be able to walk straight, I promise.”
He shakes his head, grinning.
I stand up, wiping my strapless dress down and adjusting my hair slightly.
“I’m ready.”
I go to turn to him but stopped by his arms around my waist.
I smile as he nuzzled softly into my neck, he inhaled and smiles.
“The Ubers on its way.”
He kisses my neck with soft butterfly kisses, his hands firmly on either side of my waist.
I lean into him, letting his hands roam.
-
As we get to the club I take my respected seat between josh and Talia.
I smile at her as we whisper, giggling and updating us on things like we don’t speak everyday.
For this night out was, Josh, Tobi, Simon, Ethan, faith, calfreezy, Talia and me. I’m holding Josh’s hand as me and Talia give our little updates, mine and Josh’s hand intertwined in his lap.
He talks to the others as we get faith and Ethan involved with our conversation.
The buzz of alcohol makes me giggle and grin under every single word spoken to me, as the night goes on, the burn of vodka in my tummy making me feel warm, Ethan and faith head home, calfreezy soon following.
Tobi, Simon and josh indulge in their own conversations as Talia nudges me for a dance, I grin and nod.
“Talia- I feel fuzzy.”
I giggle and she rolls her eyes.
“Y/n you must be fucked-“ she cuts herself off with her own laugh.
“Fuzzy?” She questions as he hand grips mine, pulling me through the crowd of people to as close to the centre as we can get.
“Mhm.. fuzzy.”
We laugh in twirls and twists- you know, we’re ‘dancing’.
I put my head in my hands, attempting to not smudge my makeup.
“I broke my promise to Josh.” I say losing my eyes as me and Talia stand in the bathroom, her re applying some lipstick and me trying to keep eye contact with myself in the mirror.
“What was your promise?” She quips, closing her lips so the lipstick applies evenly.
“I told him I would be able to walk straight..” I smile slightly and she laughs.
“You’re fucking wasted, n/n.”
I nod.
We get back to the table and the gentle hum of conversation between the three boys is settling.
I take Josh’s hand underneath the table and from the eye contact I think he can tell I’ve brown my promise.
“You win..” I murmur and he kisses my temple, keeping his lips there.
“Want me to order an Uber?” He questions, his hand going to my exposed knee.
I nod, letting my eyes fall shut.
“I’m going to be so fucked in the morning..” I say, keeping my eyes shut.
I lean over to Talia and tell her me and josh are going, she kisses my cheek and I say bye to Simon and tobi.
He leads me to the front and leans his back against the wall, pulling me to his chest, he threads his fingers through my hair standing in silence with me.
“… sorry.” I utter out and I feel his chest rumble in a quiet chuckle.
“I want you to have a good time, you just wanted to make me feel better for something I don’t care about it’s alright, n/n.” He assures and I nod.
The Uber arrives and we both climb in the back, he was tipsy so that means he was more smiley, I was drunk so more touchy, it was a nice dynamic.
I let my fingers trail the patterns of his shirt, my head on his shoulder and his arm around mine.
I close my eyes briefly as the Uber drives us back to our shared house.
“What you doing tomorrow?” I ask in a gentle slur.
“Nothing.. why?” He replies, his thumb beginning to caress my bare shoulder.
“Can we have an us day?” I mumble, feeling the buzz of alcohol slowly but surely leaving my system.
“Course we can.”
We get back and he holds my bag and waist as we giggle, walking inside.
“Go change, n/n I’ll get us some water, Kay?” He pulls his hat off and runs his hand through his hair too which I smile goofily and nod, pulling my heels off and before I can go, he pulls me into him, kisses my forehead and grins sending me upstairs.
I smile to myself as I change into a sidemen shirt and some sleep shorts.
I take my makeup off with a wipe, mess up my hair and go to brush my teeth.
I see how drowsy I look in the mirror and just as I climb into bed josh come sun, hands me some water and takes his shirt off, climbing next to me.
I sip my water, rub my eyes and sink into the covers, Josh’s arms going around me.
“You feeling okay, darling? He mumbles into the crown of my head.
“Mmh.. I’m going to be so hungover tomorrow.” I reply into his chest.
“I got you some asprin and paracetamol for tomorrow..” he mumbles, his voice getting smoother indicating he’s close to sleep.
Prompt: head cannons Y/n and Tobi in the early stages of their relationship in a honeymoon phase, completely head over HEELS.
Warnings: swearing, suggestive content,
Tobi is so in love and after you two get past the awkward phase you’re always at each others sides when you can be, though having a high demand job is a bit difficult, you’re a lawyer, specifically a family lawyer so working for home 60% of the time is nice.
You and Tobi met on your friend’s birthday, out for bowling and he was out with the boys for a video, the next bit got cancelled and while he went to get a sugary drink, so did you, you two making eye contact as you both ordered blue slushies.
“Great minds think alike.” I grin and he laughs.
“I’m y/n.” I smile and look at him.
He smiles back, showing a perfect row of teeth.
“I’m tobi, pleasure to meet you.”
I giggle quietly: “oh the pleasures all mine.”
“Do you not drink?” He asks as the young man starts to make our drinks, his eyes flicking back to Tobi every so often.
“Nah, sometimes I suppose like.. new years? Some birthdays but I like to focus on my work or something like that,” I reply generally honestly and he smiles.
His eyes go to a booth and he seems to be contemplating his options.
“Listen- I have to get back to my friends- but- can I have your number?” He clearly his throat.
“Yeah, yeah okay- course.” I smile and hand him my phone.
He smiles back and puts him name with a contact “Tobi ❤️” and I grin at his boldness.
Thankfully, the boys didn’t notice so he was clear.
Throughout the rest of the time at the bowling alley the two exchanged eye contacts and smiles despite their friends knowledge.
-
On our first date Tobi took- and payed for us to go to a nice restaurant.
“So, what do you do- for work?” I ask just as I finish explaining what I do as a family lawyer, sipping my coke.
“Well i- I make videos.” He said not-so-smoothly.
I him as I pick at my fries.
“You’re a YouTuber?”
He looks at me then laughs lightly.
“Yeah, I’m a youtuber.”
-
Since then, you exchanged schedules and went for little dates, the boys could tell Tobi was happier they just couldn’t put their finger on it.
Just after a shoot as he claimed he was busy- turning down lunch he got a call which caused him to spring to his seat.
He hummed and said various short words into his phone before saying he’ll send the address.
“Oh? You’re getting picked up Tobi? By who?”
Ethan nudges and Tobi sighs in response.
“A friend, that’s why I’m busy.”
He keeps his response discreet until a dark purple Ford Mustang Shelby GT500.
Ethan looks up from his phone as he stands with tobi, which his mouth is open a bit.
“I didn’t know she drove that..” he mumbles and Ethan narrows his eyes.
“It’s a ‘she’?” Ethan says as she pulls into the closest spot and rolls down the window to smile at Tobi.
Clearing his throat he utters out a quick: “bye mate,” and walks to side of the passenger seat before opening the door.
Her windows were tinted, but maybe not enough as he saw the mystery girl kiss Tobis cheek.
“You drive a mustang?” He asks after about a minute of comfortable silence.
“Yeah- as I got on my salary I’d already saved a bit, I’ve always wanted a nice purple car- so, this is great.”
Tobi would say that’s when he fell in love.
From then on, you two started dating a week after that and the guilt hit him, he hasn’t told anyone he was seeing someone, not even josh, he assumed Ethan had blabbed to someone but that wasn’t from the man himself.
-
After telling the boys the force to meet this girl was intense, mainly from Josh and JJ.
“What does she drive? What does she do?” Josh pokes his shoulder.
“Mate-“
“She drives a purple 23 plate mustang, fancy.” Ethan dad without looking from his phone.
Tobi sighs as JJ looks up.
“She has a nice car? Mate let us meet her! What if she’s not good for you- and you can’t see that.”
-
Later in in their relationship the two were inseparable, like horny teenagers at times, always holding hands and giggling, in their little honeymoon phase.
The bowling dates frequent.
Tobis way of showing affection were words of affirmation and some gift giving, which added up to flowers and hand written notes most nights.
But when you move in together? It was like ying and Yang, he did his videos in his office while you did your online meetings and mandatory work in yours, at the end of the day tight in each others arms.
After the boys became comfortable with you, you was closest with Josh (Freya).
You two weren’t big on PDA, it only really stretched to hand holding and thigh touches.
A/n:
This is short but I just wanted to get this out so
please please please i need some james marriott smut im starving f reader pls
Of course! James is literally my favourite of all time I’m so obsessed with him! Sorry I do try to stick to my routine though so sorry!
Prompt: you and James have been dating for around four months, you two perfect, you sweet and soft, him kind and loving. As you and James have an especially heated session you admit to him your a virgin and he promises to take care of you. 🤭
Warnings: SMUT!!!!, virgin!reader, details of sex, swearing, condom sex I guess, oral sex, pet names, praise,
James had his hand on my cheek as he kissed me, his body towering down as I was almost on my tiptoes, arms around his neck and eyes closed.
He pushed me lightly against the wall as the kiss became more lasting.
“James, James.” I say gently as he pulls away and he smiles at me warily.
We was in his room, my back against his wall.
“Yeah? Are you okay?” He responds gently.
“Yeah- yeah, I just- I want to ge something off my mental.” I breath out, still catching my breath.
He looked at me with his rosey cheeks, disheveled hair and hazel eyes.
“Course..” he murmurs as his lips go gently to my neck.
I smile as he crouches down to do so- my heart racing.
“Baby- I know you’re a pro but please be gentle- cause I’ve never done this before..” I say nervously and he pulls back to look at me.
“You’ve never had sex?”
I look down almost ashamed as heat rushes to my cheeks, shaking my head in response.
He picks my head up with his thumb in my chin and smiles.
“It’s okay- I’ll- take care of you, are you sure you want to?” He questions gently.
“I’m sure.”
He nods and pulls me onto his bed, placing me on his lap, facing him.
He gets back to work on my lips, his hands sliding up and down my waist.
I let my eyes close and my lips move with his.
“N/n- are you sure?” He asks again, his face a tone of seriousness.
“James, I’m sure.” I smile and place my hand gently on his chest.
He nods and pulls my shirt over my head.
I breath out into his mouth as he works on his own button up shirt.
He discards it to the floor and placed his calloused hand the the back of my head, tangling it with my long hair.
He pulls his mouth away and smiles at me.
I smile back with a flushed face, now chest to chest, his left hand still firmly on my waist.
He looks into my eyes and pushes my head to his, he closes his eyes as our lips touch again, just with less passion and more love.
I smile into the kiss and let my hands work on his belt, as I finish with that he flips us over so I’m underneath him.
He pulls down his jeans- his forearms either side of my head.
My pale face is a beyond colour of red, I can actually feel it in the tips of my ears.
I exhale as he kisses his way down to my thighs, gently undoing the button of my cargos and shimmying them down my thighs until my white cotton panties are on show to him.
He looks up into my eyes for consent and I nod, throwing my head back on his pillows as he removes my panties which where already damp form slick.
He groans lightly before burying his face between my thighs, the feeling phenomenal.
I instantly arch my back into his tongue as he does laps on my pussy, his nose nudging my clit.
I let out whines, my mind at bliss and more than happy that James was going to be my first time
I reach down and tug at his hair, causing his to groan into my pussy, the vibrations almost enough to send me over the edge.
“James..” I whine out, feeling myself getting closer.
His beard rubs against my thighs, sure to leave scratches.
He keeps going until my grip on his hair is deathly and my back is fully off the mattress, my whines now more high pitched and my breath more ragged.
Just as I feel myself almost tip to the edge, he pulls away, looking into my eyes as his juices lay glistening on his beard.
“Good girl..” he says as he wipes his mouth, leaning up and kissing me, I taste myself on his lips which makes me open my eyes to see him starting right back at me.
My chest tightened at that and I smiled into the kiss.
I can see how hard he is through his boxers, a spot of pre-cum soaking into the fabric.
As he goes back to his first position with his forearms on either side of my head I sit up slightly and he meets my eyes, I lean down to remove his boxers his cock springing free.
He can clearly see my eyes widen- he’s big, and he knows he is.
He breathe as he reaches into his nightstand drawer pulling out a condom, he lets his eyes lock with mine as he rips it with his teeth, rolling it down his length.
I maintain the eye contact with my heart racing as his top teases my entrance, he pushes in and I bite my lip back.
I exhale and wrap my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist, adjusting to his size I bite the inside of my cheek.
“You’re doing so good darling..” he murmurs as he starts to slowly thrust in and out of me, my breaths becoming more shallow and whiny.
“James..” I whine again and he keeps his slow pace, gripping the sheets as I grip the back of his neck.
“Fucking hell, n/n you feel- great..” he grunts out before I match my heavy breathing with his low groans and grunts.
He speeds up his pace and brings both of his hands to my waist, resting his forehead on my shoulder, his hips moving I a rhythm as my ankles lock at his tailbone.
I let out whimpers of pain and pleasure- a mix due to his size.
“James this is a lot-“ I mumble gently, my stomach twisting in a bit so familiar knot of pleasure.
“I know darling, you’re doing so good, I promise I’d take c- care of you and I am aren’t I?” He cuts himself off a couple times through his sentence to let out groans.
I nod my head desperately, now used the feeling it’s like pure bliss, the knot getting tighter and tighter in my stomach.
“James..” I say his name again.
“I think I’m-“ he cuts me off with a quick nod.
“Yeah- together, we can.. try hold out just a bit more..”
His pace fastens again and I grip onto him, my moans coming out louder.
“You can let go- fuck- darling it’s okay” he says as I oblige, cumming onto him as he spills into the condom, his grunts low.
He lets his head hang as he rolls off of me, pulling out and taking his condom off, tying it and putting it in the bin he rolls to his side to face me.
“You did- great n/n- I swear..” he murmurs as I bring myself to his chest.
“Do you want me to run you a bath?” He asks softly as he holds me, his boxers back up and same for my panties.
“No thank you- I’m uh, glad you was my first time.” I say the last part in a quieter tone, just enough for him to hear.
“I’m glad you trust me enough.” He kisses my forehead and let’s me hold him, nuzzling myself into his chest.
“We can have a nap then order food when we wake up, yeah?” I nod and he hums lightly.
I’ve been so obsessed with sidemen recently it’s so bad😭 specifically Tobi if I’m honest, hes literally so sweet I love him sm
anywayss I was hoping for a friends with benefits type fic w tobi, where him and reader kinda just will do whatever they feel like with eachother, whether that be cuddling, being each others plus ones to events, doing other fun things (😳). they’re basically dating at this point but neither of them have the guts to flat out say anything about it.
maybe tobi is talking with the other sidemen and casually mentions that he’s shared a couple kisses with reader (or more idk🤭) and they all encourage him to just ask her out on a real date
just wanted to send something in bc I’ve been obsessed with this man for a while now😭 you don’t have to write this if you don’t feel like it! thank you!!
ps: love your work, your writing style is so amazing and perfect 🩷
TOBI? OF COURSEEEE
Prompt: since Tobi used one of his passes to be Y/ns plus one to a wedding the boys have been suspicious. Though she was already a friend of them then two seem closer than ever
Warnings: suggestive content,
Tobi sighs as he gets to the set, he hasn’t seen the boys in roughly a week as he went out with Y/n to a wedding as her plus one, his mind was full of her still.
The two were close, she held him when his mental health declined and he was feeling down, in the comfort of their little relationship.
He also held her when she was getting trolled on the internet, which was massively getting her down.
And when Tobi got a little tipsy at the sidemen 10 year party you two got frisky in a corner- ending in you going back to his hotel room with him which ended in expected sex.
When you got nominated and won an award for the female content creator of the year along with Eleanore Neale he buried his head between your thighs to congratulate you.
Also when he scored the sixth goal in the sidemen charity match- to congratulate him he got back to his hotel room when you came to speak to him, he shut the door and you instantly sunk to your knees before him.
“Well done tobi.. my way of saying well done? I’m not good with my words..” you peered up at him as you worked on his jeans.
But as he stood before you during one of your old school friends wedding in your blue thigh high dress, your beautiful smile accompanying that.
Sighing, he walked into the house for the recording and was met with a cheer.
“Tobjzl! What do we owe the pleasure!?” Ethan calls with a grin on his face.
Rolling his eyes in response and sitting down on the settee next to josh and Harry.
“Where was you last week?” JJ questions with a surprising amount of genuine confusion in his voice.
“I was at a wedding.” He replied.
“Who got married?”
“My friends friend.”
“JJ he was with Y/n the whole weekend.” Simon interjects with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
Tobi's response is a simple eye roll but as JJ laughs and Simon seems to be waiting for a confirmation or even a denial he reluctantly speaks up: "she asked me to be her plus one- Simon just called me when we was talking."
"She your girl?" Josh grins with a nudge to Tobis side.
“No.”
He wants her to be.
During the recording he checked his phone briefly and seen a message from no other than the girl he was infatuated with reading out an innocent “will you come over later?”
-
Meeting Josh for lunch the next day after having a night with Y/n, his mind a nice set of bliss.
The way her lips moved with his- her hands on his shoulders in a desperate way, how she whispered how much she missed h-
“Tobi, are you listening?”
“Tobi?” Josh’s voice sounds through his clouded mind.
“Yeah- sorry mate- what?”
“I was just saying how lannan was flying down soon- tobi, are you alright?” Josh’s voice masks concern.
“Yeah- I’m just a bit distracted..”
“With what?”
“… y/n.”
Josh smiles slightly. “What? Have you got a date?”
“That’s the thing- we’ve you know- but I don’t know if it’s just.. physical or she wants something- I do, I’m ready to commit but-“ he sighs.
“Have you shagged?” He urges.
“Well- yeah.”
Josh nodded slowly.
“Tobi- she initiates conversation just as you from what you say so just- ask her but make sure it’s clear of your intentions,”
“Okay- yeah, okay..”
Tobi forced the thought of you to the back of his mind as he spoke to Josh over food, nice conversations flowing.
-
I get a knock at my door and flat out my grey vest.
I open the door and see Tobi, a surprising factor as he normally messages me.
“Tobi! Did you leave something here or?..” I ask with a smile.
“No, no, uh can I come in?” He questions with a nervous smile, both hands behind his back.
“Yeah- course.”
I step out of the way and he exhale deeply, pulling his hands from behind his back and handing me a beautiful bouquet of light blue and pink lilies.
“Will- do you wanna go out? Properly? On a real date?” He taps his foot lightly as I look in awe at the flowers.
“Tobi- of course I will… You got me flowers?” I whisper as I feel my water line fill with tears.
“Great! And yeah I got you flowers- do you not like them?” A smile adorns his lips as he speaks, nervousness still swimming in his dark eyes.
“I- love them.. I’ve never got flower’s before..” I reply with a hint of emotion.
“A beautiful girl like you should get flowers every waking minute.” He grins softly as I hurry into my kitchen to put them in a vase.
I feel his eyes on me and as I cut the tips I turn to face him, hugging him tightly.
“You- wanna get serious? Not just.. what we do?” I ask as he squeezes me back.
“Yeah, I do, if you’re okay with that.” He murmured softly into my hair as he sways with me in his arms.
“I’m great with that.”
A/n:
JAMES MARRIOTT IS UP NEXT!!
Anyway I really hope you like this I’m sorry it’s short I was struggling a bit feel free to request some more!!
