SHE CAN'T SEE THE HORRORS!! SHE'S BLINDED BY FLANNEL PATTERNS!!! SHE DOESN'T KNOW SHE'S STARING LONGINGLY, YEARNING TO HER VERY CORE, FOR THE DEVIL. GET HER OUT!!!!!!!!!! PASSENGER STOP PRINCESSING!!! THE BROWN EYES MEAN YOU HARM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Could I request a Wilbur x Gn!reader, this is gonna be a kinda long prompt sorry.
So reader, Wilbur, and some friends do a vlog together, and it gets dark out, so reader decides to stay a Wilbur’s for the night. And they decide to do a movie night, so they put on Hamilton and make a pillow fort together w/ fairy lights and snacks and the whole vibe <3 The song Helpless comes on and Wilbur catches reader staring at him with the same eyes Eliza looked at Alexander with, he asked about it and reader confesses their feelings for Will <3 They share a sweet kiss and fall asleep cuddling, Hamilton still on in the background🩵💛🩵💛🩵(bonus points if Wilbur gives reader his hoodie at some point<3)
Please, please?
look into your eyes (the sky’s the limit)
wilbur soot x gn!reader
warnings: cute shit and i think one (1) cuss word
notes: i audibly aww’d when i got this request :,) it’s so cute also sorry this took so long i lost interest (my bad)
you look up at the night sky, mapping out the constellations with your eyes. above you, cassiopeia makes her presence known and shines bright in the night sky. if you tilt your head to the side, you can see the neighboring constellation of perseus.
you’ve spent a night out with the members of lovejoy, who don’t need an introduction. ash was recording you and your friends looking at the sky, holding his phone awkwardly in his hand as he smiles at his friends. after a while, they all wound down and lay on the hard rocks of brighton beach, taking in the stars as they glistened in their eyes.
a breeze makes its way along the beach, leaving you shuddering. of course, your knight in shining armor, wilbur, notices and takes his sweater off without hesitation, softly draping it over your shoulders. you unconsciously snuggle into it, smelling the faint smell of wilbur’s cologne.
“i think i’m going to head out,” wilbur says minutes later. the tall brunet stands up and wipes excess dirt and sand off his bottoms, looking around at his friends with a smile on his face.
“already?” mark asks, looking up at wilbur. “we were about to start sharing scary stories.”
wilbur nods and looks down at you. “wanna come with? we can watch hamilton. i know you’ve been wanting to watch it for a while.”
you smile, “what kind of question is that? of course i want to watch hamilton!” you extend your hand out to wilbur for him to pull you up, staring at him with a loving gaze when you’re face-to-face.
after saying your goodbyes to the remainder of lovejoy, you and wilbur take the train closest to his flat. upon arriving, you two take off your coats and shoes, placing them neatly by the door. you walk into his kitchen and grab some snacks and drinks, bringing them into his room as you sit on the bed. wilbur follows you soon after with blankets and pillows in his arms.
you turn his tv on and go straight to disney+, taking in the new arrivals before searching for hamilton. you’re about to press play when you see wilbur bringing chairs into the room, setting a pile of blankets on one.
“kind of crowded in here, innit?” wilbur sighs, flipping the hair out of his face to look at you. “wanna build a fort in the living room?”
“why can’t we just make it work in your room?” you ask. wilbur’s brow quirks up, prepared to make a dirty joke. “never mind. to the living room it is!”
as you move chairs and put blankets over the backs of them, wilbur softly hits you with a pillow and runs off like he didn’t do it. if he wanted a pillow fight, he’s getting it.
grabbing a pillow, you chase after him and wack his back with the small pillow in your hands. wilbur trips over a blanket that had fallen on the floor and lands face down, quickly rolling over to escape before you could hit him with the cushion. he’s giggling up at you as you straddle him, hitting his face repeatedly with the pillow as he begs for you to stop.
eventually, you stop the pillow torture and look down at him. wilbur’s hands subconsciously move to hold onto your hips as he looks up at you with a lovestruck look on his face. you smile down at him and you notice him slowly sitting up, moving his hands further up your sides.
he’s fully sitting now and the spots his hands are resting on ignite with flames, burning your insides as you try not to flush when you see the way he’s looking at you. he still has the same expression as before, but his eyes have glossed over and he’s leaning in. before he can get too close, you grab the pillow again and hit the side of his head with it, quickly getting out of his lap.
“i think not!” you jest. “you initiated the pillow fight and i won. you get no prize!”
wilbur laughs as he rolls his eyes before he continues to build the fort. “your prize could’ve been a sweet, sweet kiss from yours truly.”
“i think my prize should be watching hamilton, to be honest.” you place a decorative piece wilbur had sitting on a shelf on top of a blanket to hold it in place before doing the same with the other end of the blanket.
after a while, you two finally have the fort set up and you climbed inside, adjusting pillows to ensure you had a view of the tv. when you were both comfortable, wilbur took the remote and clicked on disney+, putting on the musical.
you mouthed the words to yourself silently, not wanting to interfere with wilbur’s viewing of the musical. little did you know, he was watching you do so, softly smiling at the way you knew all the lyrics to the soundtrack.
when ‘helpless’ came on, you couldn’t stop your eyes from looking at wilbur. sneaking shy glances at him, you don’t see the way he does the same, a million thoughts running through his head. thoughts of your lips on his, soft hands resting on your face.
eventually, wilbur fully turns to look at you, eyes shining softly. “you keep looking at me.”
dismissive, you say, “pshh, what? no i’m not.”
“sure, darling. keep telling yourself that.” wilbur teases, elbowing your side gently.
a surge of confidence floods your senses and suddenly you feel the sensation of your lips moving against wilbur’s, your hands moving up to tangle themselves in his hair. his own fall to your waist, holding them gently as to not break whatever boundaries you had left.
pulling away, wilbur chases your lips, pouting at the loss of your lips. he sighs, opening his eyes to see your panicked expression. “are you alright?”
“oh my god, will- i’m so sorry.” you ramble, removing your hands from his hair. “i should’ve asked, i’m sor-.”
before you could apologize again, wilbur pulls you into him and kisses you, sighing into the kiss like it’s the only thing keeping him alive. you return the kiss, smiling into it as his lips softly kiss yours.
you pull away again, looking up at wilbur with doe eyes. “i really like you.”
“i guess you could say you got me helpless.” he winks as you groan.
shuffling away from him, you cross your arms. “never mind. i take away my confession.”
“don’t, darling.” wilbur bumps his shoulder with yours. “i really like you, too.” wilbur lays down on the pillows and pulls you into the chest. “now that we’ve got some of our lovey dovey shit done, let’s cry to satisfied.”
in the morning, joe goes to wilbur’s flat to bring him to a recording session. when wilbur doesn’t answer his phone or his door, joe enters the flat with his spare key. instead of finding wilbur asleep on the couch or in his bed, he finds the two of you cuddled in the fort, wilbur’s head cradled into your chest as soft sighs escape both of you, dreaming about each other.
me and my friends (one being @glcwingregards) were on facetime last night to watch the face reveal, so naturally i screen recorded our reactions so i could look back on them later. i watched the video last night , and our reactions had me ROLLING😭.
our faces were like that ALL 6 minutes of that video and i think that it’s so funny😭
no but genuinely last night was such a fever dream and i loved it so much so ty milo and kasp <3
me and my friends (one being @glcwingregards) were on facetime last night to watch the face reveal, so naturally i screen recorded our reactions so i could look back on them later. i watched the video last night , and our reactions had me ROLLING😭.
our faces were like that ALL 6 minutes of that video and i think that it’s so funny😭
no but genuinely last night was such a fever dream and i loved it so much so ty milo and kasp <3
Summary: JJ won’t sit in the correct seat because it’s not next to you
Tags: fluff, mutual crushes, lots of flirting, JJ being cute, slightly oblivious reader, getting together, everyone ships, just cute fun fr
A/N: binged obx and this is my first fic for it and of course I had to write for JJ- he’s my fave. also, it’s s2 when school starts but let’s say they know that john b is alive before the first day of class bc I don’t want this to be angsty lol
cross-posted to ao3 • obx masterlist • writing masterlist
First day back in your first class of the day—Mr. Sunn’s history class—and you were greeted with a seating chart. Usually, you would just sit with your friends, but now you saw that Pope and Kiara weren’t in the same row like they usually would’ve been when you all shared a class. You didn’t even see JJ at all yet. You wondered if he’d show up. It was the one class that you actually had with him, so you hoped he would. Otherwise you wouldn’t see him until lunch break.
You found your seat with ease, but gave Kie a light frown when she turned around and saw you weren’t anywhere close to her or Pope.
About a minute before class was about to start, JJ walked through the door. He spotted you and grinned. He headed for the empty seat beside you and dropped down in it.
“Hey,” JJ greeted. “I was almost late but here I am.”
You laughed a little (mostly because of how proud he sounded). “Yeah, I see that.”
“So, what’s up?” he asked, side eyeing Kie and Pope. “Are we avoiding them for some reason or…?”
“What? No,” you replied quickly. “Appreciate that you were instantly on my side, though,” you said with an amused tone.
JJ smiled at the comment. “I appreciate the appreciation.”
You rolled your eyes but smiled back nonetheless.
“If you two are done flirting, perhaps Mr. Maybank could move to his correct seat and we can get class started,” Mr. Sunn called out suddenly. You and JJ both were startled, realizing he was talking to you
JJ furrowed his brows. “Correct seat?” he whispered. “What is he talking about?”
“There’s a seating chart,” you muttered back, finally remembering.
“What?” JJ asked a little louder. “That’s lame,” he grumbled.
“Well, tough,” Mr. Sunn replied, clearly having heard. “And according to my lame seating chart, you’re on the other side of the room.”
“It’s an empty seat,” JJ pointed out.
“Actually, it’s Mr. Kane’s seat,” Mr. Sunn gestured towards a boy standing near you guys that you embarrassingly enough just now noticed.
“Well, great, he can have my seat,” JJ suggested with that cheeky smile of his.
Mr. Sunn looked from JJ to you. “You must be something special, Ms. Y/L/N. I’ve never had someone fight so hard to keep a seat.”
All you could do was laugh awkwardly, very aware of all the eyes on you. You gave JJ a look, asking for him to save you from being the center of attention on the first day. The only way he could was by relenting.
With a sigh that you would deem dramatic, JJ stood and grabbed his backpack. Mr. Sunn held up the seating chart paper. Everyone watched as he went to the front of the class and glanced at the paper, and then found his actual seat on the opposite side of the room.
“You can see your girlfriend after class,” Mr. Sunn commented in response to your friend losing the argument.
You weren’t his girlfriend, but neither you or JJ corrected him. You didn’t because frankly, you’d gotten your fill of attention. You weren’t sure why JJ didn’t, though.
Besides, you weren’t totally against people thinking that. It was still weird having a teacher call you out like that, though.
The kid who had been waiting for JJ to vacate his seat gave you an apologetic look before turning his attention to pulling out a notebook.
You made eye contact with JJ across the classroom and he winked.
“Now that everyone is in their correct seat,” Mr. Sunn announced. “We can get started with class.”
Everyone turned to focus on Mr. Sunn going over the first day syllabus, except for Kie. You caught her looking at you and you met her eyes. She raised her brows as if to ask, “what was that?”
You shrugged, telling her that you didn’t know. It was true, you didn’t.
After class, no one brought it up so you didn’t say anything about it either. You all went about your day and soon, the whole seat incident left your mind.
The next day you were reminded of it.
You arrived to history with Pope, chatting about the syllabus and what supplies you still needed to get. Kie was already in class. You said hi and then bye and headed to your seat. JJ was the last to show up, cutting it close again. You gave him a small wave, assuming you weren’t going to get to talk to him until after class.
Except, he walked right up to you and sat down next to you.
You raised your brows at him. “What are you doing?”
“Well, hello to you too,” JJ acknowledged with a light chuckle.
“He’s gonna tell you to move again,” you predicted.
JJ shrugged it off. “Like some seating chart is gonna keep me away from my favorite girl,” he retorted in a playful tone.
You smiled, ready to go along with his flirting. “Favorite, huh?”
He put his elbow on his desk and leaned on his hand. “What, you didn’t know that? I coulda swore I made it obvious.”
You hummed, ready to hit back with a sly comment. Until you were interrupted.
“Is this going to become a daily occurrence?” Mr. Sunn’s voice tore you and JJ away from the gaze you held. You both looked to the front of the class, where he stood watching you two. “I believe you know your correct seat, Mr. Maybank.”
Mr. Sunn rolled his eyes and held back any indication that he found the situation as funny as you did. “I can’t have my students revolting,” he decided. He pointed to JJ’s assigned seat, waiting for him to move.
“It’s only 45 minutes, JJ,” you told him. “I think you can survive.”
“Fine, fine,” he told you and Mr. Sunn. He got up and moved to his seat. The boy that sat next to you came out of nowhere and took the seat.
After class, you met up with your friends. You were about to walk with JJ to the hall where both your next classes were, but Kie decided something different.
“I gotta go to the bathroom,” she announced. “Y/N- come with me?”
Except you didn’t really feel like she was asking.
“Um, sure,” you agreed and headed off with her in the other direction of the boys.
“Why do girls always do that?” JJ wondered, watching as the two of you turned a corner.
“Girls just do that,” Pope explained. “This time they’re going to talk about you, dude. For sure.”
“About me?” JJ furrowed his brows. “What about me?”
“About how you like Y/N and that it’s totally obvious now. To everyone.”
JJ just shrugged. He thought everyone already knew. The only person he really wanted to know was you, but you never seemed to think he was serious. You always flirted back and that was fun, but maybe he had to up his game.
Oddly, no one brought up the seat incident yet again as a group. Kiara and Pope did observe you and JJ closer, but even if the flirting was a little more obvious, it didn’t go beyond that.
Next day in history, it was a repeat of the previous days.
“I’m starting to think you like me,” you joked to JJ when he sat down beside you.
“It took you this long?” he responded teasingly. You tried to not read into it, not wanting to get your hopes up. Not realizing that he was hoping you would read into it.
Mr. Sunn looked up from his desk when the bell for class to start rang. Immediately, as if in a force of habit, his eyes landed on you and JJ. Once again he would have to start the class period by telling JJ to move.
“You must have amnesia,” Mr. Sunn directed towards JJ. Everyone knew that, he didn’t have to say his name.
You and JJ exchanged a look and a small laugh. You’d gotten over any level of embarrassment that came from people chuckling and eyeing you and JJ.
“Can’t you just make an exception?” JJ asked. He was bargaining but didn’t have anything to offer.
Kie threw a smirk over her shoulder at you, but you avoided eye contact.
Yesterday she had spent the “bathroom” trip convincing you that JJ really did like you—as more than just a friend. She knew you liked him, but also knew you were avoiding telling JJ. You didn’t want to mess with your friendship by making what you had always assumed was just friendly banter into something awkward and feeling like an idiot for thinking it was some kind of signal if it wasn’t.
If she hadn’t sworn to JJ that she wouldn’t tell you how he felt, she would have cleared it up yesterday. But of course you didn’t know that.
Mr. Sunn’s lips pulled into a tight line. You couldn’t tell if he was genuinely annoyed or amused. “If you’re next to her, how can I expect you to pay attention in class?”
At that, the whole class chuckled. Even you. At least Mr. Sunn had a good sense of humor.
JJ blushed a little at that. You hadn’t seen him flustered like this in… well, it had been a long time. He couldn’t think of a comeback as quickly as he usually did. Too many seconds passed for him to recover, so he had no choice.
JJ grabbed his backpack. “I’ll see you after class,” he promised.
“You always do,” you replied just loud enough for him to hear as he stood. He shot you a smile before walking over to his assigned seat.
Class moved slowly, although at least the subject was mildly interesting compared to your other ones this semester.
When the bell rang, you waited for your friends and you all walked out of class together.
“JJ, are you trying to get in trouble?” Pope asked, almost accusingly.
JJ scoffed out a laugh. “Don’t be dramatic, I’m not gonna get in trouble over a seat.”
“Interesting that you keep going for a seat that’s right next to Y/N,” Kiara mused in a knowing tone.
“Whatever you’re thinking, stop,” you told her, but not in a serious way. You and JJ flirted but you didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable by her comments, implying that there was more.
Turns out it was the opposite. You didn’t see the way JJ looked at you. You were focused on the eye roll Kie gave before saying bye and heading to her next class. Pope followed suit, leaving you and JJ to walk to your next classes together.
“Y’know, if Kie wants to think… that,” JJ started, referencing her very obvious implication. “Or if anyone else does… I wouldn’t mind.”
You stared up at him, a bit taken aback. You and JJ had always been close and flirted, and even though you had a crush on him and all your friends were convinced he had a crush on you, neither of you brought it up or confronted it. JJ was taking the first step.
“I wouldn’t mind either,” you admitted, smiling lightly.
JJ looked surprised, then relieved. “Really?”
You only let out a small laugh, “I’ll see you later,” you told him. You were about to walk to your class further down the hall, but stuck around for a moment longer. “Tomorrow, just sit in your seat,” you suggested. “Mr. Sunn is a chill guy but it’s gonna be a long year if we start off annoying him.”
“We’re not annoying,” JJ faked offense. “But yeah, alright,” he relented. “I guess I’ll just have to stare longing across the class,” he teased.
Your smile grew. “Yeah, I guess so,” you replied smoothly. Then, you walked away towards your class.
“We’re still meeting up with Pope and Kie later, right?” JJ called after you.
“Yeah,” you called back, not looking over your shoulder.
You hung out with your friends later and gone about your day. You and JJ of course flirted, but nothing more than usual. Pope didn’t bring it up again and Kiara just shot you knowing smirks.
Next day in Mr. Sunn’s class, much to your surprise, when JJ walked into class he gave you a light wave and continued on to his assigned seat. He was following your advice, which was a hard thing to get JJ to do. You looked over and realized he was standing near where his seat was.
And that someone was already in it.
The guy who was supposed to sit by you was in JJ’s seat. Meaning there was an empty seat right beside you.
JJ looked over his shoulder at you and grinned. He waltzed over, suddenly in a much better mood.
“Is this seat taken?” he asked you cheekily.
You looked past him to see the guy in JJ’s seat. He gave you a shrug and a look that said, “you’re welcome.” You almost laughed.
“I guess not,” you answered JJ, looking back at him with a smile of your own.
He sat down in the seat, victorious.
Mr. Sunn walked in when class started and went to the board.
“I see my words mean nothing to you, Mr. Maybank,” Mr. Sunn said, spotting JJ.
A smirk crossed your friend's face. “Actually,” he started, perking up. “My seat was taken.”
Mr. Sunn looked at JJ's actual seat and sighed. The kid looked a little guilty but didn’t say anything. He looked back at JJ. “Fine, you win,” he decided. Then, he began to write on the board.
After class, you and JJ parted from Kie and Pope to walk together to your next class.
“I can’t believe he finally gave in,” you said with a laugh.
“I can be persuasive,” JJ replied smoothly.
You let out another laugh. “That was not persuasive. That was…I don’t know what that was,” you admitted.
“Fine, but I got what I wanted,” JJ revealed. It was no surprise, but there was something underlying in his tone.
“Hey, I’m not complaining,” you held your hands up in surrender. The two of you stopped outside of your class and faced one another.
A small smile tugged at his lips. “I would hope not.”
“I’ll see you later,” you told him. “Don’t miss me too much,” you decided to add on.
“Oh, baby, I always do,” he played along casually.
Your face felt warm at the nickname, but you didn’t say anything more. When you all hung out later, the interaction played through your mind.
You were too distracted to realize JJ was staring at you all night—or at least that’s what Kie had told you later.
The next day in Mr. Sunn’s class, JJ was there before you. You couldn’t remember the last time he was ever in a class before you. You walked to your seat and he smiled up at you.
“Hi there,” you greeted, sitting down beside JJ. “For once you actually came to class early,” you pointed out.
“Well, I had a reason to,” JJ replied with a smile. “I wanted to ask you something.”
You chuckled, thinking of a joke. “Do you need an alibi?”
“Ha ha,” he said sarcastically. “I’m serious though.” Your expression turned confused. “Not like, serious serious. Don’t look so worried.”
“Alright, what is it?”
“After school today would you wanna hang out? Just me and you?” JJ asked with a hint of nervousness.
“We hang out all the time,” you started knowingly. “So if you’re asking…” you mused, suppressing a smile (you were having a hard time with that, though). “Is this you asking me on a date, JJ?”
“Maybe,” JJ said with a tad of nervousness. “Would you want to?”
“Yeah,” you answered without hesitation. You could’ve held out longer and maybe messed with a little, but you decided against that.
JJ looked pleasantly surprised. “Really?”
In your head, you were beaming with excitement. Out loud you confirmed, “it’s a date.”
“Don’t let me interrupt,” Mr. Sunn called to you and JJ, interrupting. “But since it seems important, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind sharing with the class.”
“Well, I’ve got a date later, so that’s pretty great,” JJ practically bragged, not missing a beat. “As for how that goes, I don’t kiss and tell.”
JJ shot you a wink after that, Kie and Pope looked over their shoulders so fast you thought their heads were gonna spin, and Mr. Sunn actually looked impressed.
“About time,” someone in the class spoke up. It was an unfamiliar voice. When you located the source, you found it was the boy in JJ’s old seat.
And what did you do? Well, all you could do was let out a laugh and share a smile with JJ.
You had a feeling this class was going to be much more fun now—although, maybe not as much fun as your date with JJ.
“hello!! how about wilbur with reader who speaks chinese (or any other language) if that's okay with you! your writing is really nice btw :)”
sorry this took so long!! been really busy touching grass (it’s not helping) & mentally preparing myself to see lvjy next week!!
warnings: cursing (just assume most of my works have cursing tbh), google translated simplified chinese :,(
like my quackity x french reader hc’s, Chinese would slip from your mouth randomly
“my day was really good! i ate some 鸡肉和米饭 and went shopping.” (chicken and rice)
so when you let it slip in front of wilbur, he’s not too surprised unless you’re cussing someone out tbh
maybe someone insulted you, or maybe you lost in MCC, so you get upset and start to cuss the person/game out
“他妈的狗屎，我要毁了你和你妈妈!” (“fucking piece of shit, i’m going to destroy you and your mom!”)
wilbur dies laughing from your frustration but get curious about how much you know
after the stream, he stays in the call with you and asks you about your level of chinese
“were you taught it from birth? or did you just learn through duolingo?”
regardless of your answer, he’ll continue asking questions to learn more about simplified Chinese
like quackity, he would take duolingo lessons to converse with you
he would wait until he’s further along in the course before trying to talk to you and work on his pronunciation to ensure he doesn’t sound too silly
you love him whether he sounds silly or not tbh
one day (i know that you will be there) he rings you on discord and slowly says “你好亲爱的，我叫威尔伯。你叫什么名字？” (“hello dear, my name is Wilbur. may i have your name?”)
after that you tell him your name and you make small talk with what will knows from duolingo
a couple of weeks later and you’re slowly starting to flirt with each other in Chinese.
wilbur says, “你像天上的太阳、月亮和星星一样闪耀” in the smoothest way possible, it makes you blush lightly (“you shine like the moon and the stars in the sky” yes that’s a Ghost lyric shh)
your response is “明亮闪耀如钻石” (“shine bright like a diamond”)
eventually he’s had enough of the flirting and finds the courage to ask you out.
he was a little nervous about it considering his Chinese still wasn’t the best, but he was going to act like it was before his confidence wore off
cue you getting a call from will only for him to say, “你想和我出去吗” (“will you go out with me?”)
“FUESBTUAJVFIS 是的!!” (“[keysmash] yes!!”)
after that you guys still flirt with each other in Chinese, but wilbur grows more confident in his newly learned language, so he would 100% try to have full on conversations with you when he knows he isn’t ready
so if you didn’t already know, 5 seconds of summer has a song called ghost of you thats ab grieving over an ex girlfriend yada yada
but i figured why not take that song and make it that the girlfriend doesnt break up with the mc, she dies instead
so basically, main person calls the girlfriend and tells her to come over, but there’d been crazy drivers out that night so they tell girlfriend to be careful yada yada. girlfriend is literally .2 seconds away from mc’s house (aka right outide the neighborhood) when a crazy driver starts driving in her lane from the opposite direction. car crash boom bow! mc hears sirens outside and notices that girlfriend hasnt been textinv back so they freak out and go outside to automatically recognize the car as girlfriends, and literally begs the paramedics to do everything they can. they tell mc that it was too late and she was already gone, but mc insists on going to the hospital. girlfriend dies, lots of angst to that. but thats just the prologue. the rest of the chapters are gonna have the lyrics from the song up at the top when it first starts and the chapter is always gonna be somewhat related to the lyrics
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