Ryan’s Crew(minus Ash) x Reader
— Harem basically but Reader’s originally friends with Trevor so minimally Trevor focused
-Romantic but not like kissy kissy relationship stuff, they all just have a crush on you
— Reader uses they/them and is gender neutral
— Ash isn’t included bcus he was barely shown in the episode💔💔(given the used scenarios in the fic)
Reaching your hand down, you pick up your cat, Sniffles. With her fluffy fur and tiny body, she purrs and kneads at the air. You settle her into your arms and fold them into a Sniffles-shaped bed. You repeat one-syllable words, a verbal routine for the kitty.
You walk to your bed, thankfully a stable one considering the average college dorm. You’re at a university but you know what I mean. You gently rock your arms as a nice cradle for your cat. About to sit down, you hesitate as you hear distant screaming.
“The heck..?” Both heads are turned towards the curtain-covered windows.
You crawl over your covers on all twos, multitasking in caring for the feline in your arms.
Pulled back drapes show four eyes looking out for the source of hoping screams, “…Is that-?” You extend your neck, practically pressing your face against the window.
You see a crazy crowd surrounding a pole that seemingly came out of nowhere. Audibly, the crowd’s a cacophony; full of displeasures and irritated complaints. Following yelling and throwing… Brownies?
You take a look closer at the pole. But with this active collection of people, you could barely see an ear.
“Dude I can’t—“ you hold Sniffles with one arm as you quickly snatch your phone.
You struggle and fumble when reaching for the camera app; you aggressively tap the app and zoom in with your phone pressed against the glass.
You squint but immediately widen your eyes at recognized powder blue hair.
“Sniffles it’s Jasper,” she meows at the remembrance of said bunny.
But Jasper isn’t the only one screaming?… I think?
You roam the halls of Turdsville University, bored out of your mind due to your studious completion of all assigned work.
You reach in your bag to search for your phone, about to call Trevor until you hear a familiar voice.
“… so get that booty shakin’!”
Who’s booty? Is that Ryan?
You observe the scene in front of you:
Kendrick’s in a brownie costume, turned away from you as he listens to Ryan’s questionable order; Ryan’s now walking away from Kendrick, about to offer up Jasper’s brownies to bystanders; Trevor’s frowning as usual, mad as ever because of who knows what; Then there’s Jasper, standing around near the treats table.
You walk closer and wave to Kendrick as he walks away sulking, seemingly depressed at having to ‘get that booty shakin’’.
Now closer to Trevor’s table, you smile as he sees you, “So… what’s this?” He clicks his tongue and looks away in annoyance and replies, “Some stupid idea Ryan had— to get some cash to replace all of our equipment!” Emphasis on the ‘Ryan’ and ‘all’ with a small whine.
You smile harder at his clear irritation, “You seem mad,” you laugh. “I—!” He takes a breather, “Listen, I’m just irritated that we’re doing this in the first place! I mean— wouldn’t the logical thing to do instead is to get a job?! Like some minimum wage shmuck or something?!” He motions with his hands.
You look down in thought and then back up with an educated response, “Well, yeah. But minimum wage jobs are boring and full of customers that are angry all the time. I think something like this is cute! And a great way to spend time together, plus your social skills are boosted, especially following advertising in marketing.”
He seems baffled by such a positive but logical response.
“Then there’s the baking thing, even if one of you and not all of you are baking— at least one person ups their baking skills!” You take a look at Jasper, “Even if it follows a little dirtying…”
He sits silent as he tries to understand your words, amazed by your way of thinking. Or maybe he’s just too used to being around idiots.
“Mhm, I think you should try to enjoy more things rather than sulk all the time. Not everything is going to go your way.”
“I understand that! I’m just- frustrated at Ryan and the others.”
“I get it but, you know. Try to enjoy even the annoying moments. Plus the next day will come and-“
“Okay I get it! Jeez, positive poodle…”
You grab the chair on his left, confused at his words, “Positive poodle? You sound 30,” sat in his chair, your head turned in a cringed smile. “I was trying to find words, leave me alone.”
… He said something about his equipment right?
“So you said your equipment? What-“ Ryan walks over with a purpled and bruised eye, despite you not noticing any fights that appeared in the background.
“I don’t get it. Not a single person wants to try…” He takes a long look at you, trying to remember who you were.
“Oh, Reader! Hey! Youu gonna buy one?” He holds a box picked from the table and shakes it, lightly excited about the group’s first purchase.
“Hey Ryan, um… I’m uh, allergic to cocoa. And cacao.” You weren’t, you were able to smell the dirty brownies but didn’t want to stop the crew’s attempt at making money.
“Really? That’s dumb,” his face falls in disappointment. “Well, can you at least help with advertising these brownies? We’re not getting any business,” he slouched.
Speaking of, a trashed and ruined costumed Kendrick trudged towards the table.
“I think everyone’s still pissed about last night…”
Kendrick’s eyebrows raised at the sight of you. Had this been fictional, a comical pink blush appeared on his face.
“Oh uh— hey Reader!” A little gloved hand waved hurriedly at you. You smile at his bashfulness, “Hey Kendrick,” you wave.
A zoned out conversation appears to your right, something about indica.
You look down and up at Kendrick’s appearance, with a pink drink splashed on and two pencils thrown into the soft brown foam. “What happened?” You chuckle. “I uh, not everyone likes us after the fire yesterday- night- yesternight..”
He looks really messed up. “Do you guys have any paper towels or anything around?” You wonder, wanting to get all of that gunk off of him. It must have felt humiliating to have all of that on him.
You stand up with your hands on the table, searching for any towels, “Oh noho it’s fine! It’s not that bad..”
“Mhm. There’s probably some in the bathrooms. I’ll-“
“Wow! That’s amazing brain food!!” Someone exclaims.
You look back, wondering what she’s talking about. A soon-to-be familiar crowd rushes over to Jasper, each one snatching up a brownie and taking a bite.
Sounds of satisfaction and thankful grunts erupt amongst the crowd,
“I feel smarter every minute!”
“I’ll take a hundred boxes!!”
Handfuls of cash are shoved at yours and Kendrick’s face, as if you were the one working with them.
You look at Kendrick for his reaction as he widely grins at the sight of pure valued green.
“I guess I have to help..”
“It’d be greatly appreciated!” He shoots a little thumbs up and appreciative smile at you, happy to finally be earning some cash.
You’re sitting next to Trevor again, happy for their earnings. But he doesn’t seem too happy having to deal with this allergy attractant character,
“Do the brownies contain any peanuts in it?”
“Does it have any sugar?”
“IT’S A BROWNIE, ASSHOLE, OF COURSE, IT HAS SUGAR.”
“Woah,” You comment as Ryan comes up behind you, “Jeez dude, relax! You’re driving customers away!”
Coincidentally, your cat, Sniffles, needs a feeding, so you excuse yourself from an occurring bicker in the back.
While down the hallway, it’s suddenly quiet as two big doors boom, echoing in the building. You look back but only see four far away figures, but shrug and turn around, focused back on your kitty.
No. No way is that all of them?! Your thoughts internally increase in volume, following with intense confusion.
Why are they all there?! Hello???
Laughter and snickers follow your confusion as you shuffle backwards.
You plop Sniffles onto your bed and rush to your closet. Flipping through hung up clothes, ready to throw a simple and presentable outfit together.
Once done with your clothing, you search through your bookbag, looking for some tough scissors. Long and tough-enough-looking scissors are grabbed by the blades while you step to it and leave your dorm.
You reach the stairs and quickly step every level, holding the rail as you do so. You laugh and shake your head at the thought of the guys tied up on a pole and having to deal with an angry mob. Just like a cartoon.
You walk out of the double doors at the back of the buildings and look for the maddened crowd. Only for them all to be gone.
You take a breath as you run over to them, holding up your pants since they love to fold over your shoes constantly.
Jasper lifts his head only to see a quickly approaching person heading straight for him and the crew,
“… Hey guys? Who’s that running towards us?”
The guys try to turn their heads, only Kendrick being successful since he’s closest to Jasper.
Kendrick squints his eyes in focus,
“Oh! That’s- That’s Reader! Oh shit, I don’t want them to see me like this.!” He wriggles and kicks his feet to attempt to shuffle out of the ropes. His efforts were worthless due to the tightness of the item.
“What?! Ughh… Of all people,” Trevor murmurs, ready for a humiliation ritual.
“Hey! I think they’re the best person to save us in this scenario,” Ryan chuckles, “You wouldn’t want anyone else seeing you like this right Trevor?” He teases.
Trevor scowls and nearly starts an argument before Jasper interrupts,
“Uhh I think they have scissors,” Jasper raised his eyebrows at the realization. “Maybe they are actually going to get out of this thing,” he smiles.
You catch up to the crew as you walk towards the middle of them, “You guys gonna tell me what happened? I’ve been confused all day because of you guys.”
Of course, Trevor was the first to reply, “Welll, JASPER thought it was a great idea to serve DIRT to people,” Jasper tchs and turns his head towards Trevor, “Listen man I get it! As if you haven’t been complaining about it and crying at me this entire time!”
You look back and forth at them furrowing their eyebrows at each other, you make an awkward face as you hold the rope with your left and ready your scissors in your right.
Right between Ryan and Trevor, you place your hand under your scissors, “Heyheyhey- Watch out you might-“ “You’re good Ryan, don’t worry,” you cut off, too focused to care about his worrying.
“Why would you place your hand right under the blade?” Trevor tries to smart-ass, “So I don’t cut any of you. Plus, I’m aiming the blade upwards so it doesn’t cut me.”
The rope slowly is ripping from the strong blades, the guys letting out relieved sounds due to the releasing of the rope.
They all jump down with the rope falling on the grass.
“Thanks,” Ryan rubs his arm with a sss due to the redness along with sore muscles.
“Yeah. So, dirt was it?” You ask Jasper with a knowing smile.
He laughs while also rubbing his arms, “Yeah, I mean it worked didn’t it? We would’ve made huge wads of cash hadn’t the gravewalkers shown up,” he complains with malice.
“Gravewalkers?” The guys all look at you in surprise. The gravewalkers terrify most if not all of the students in the university.
Their green and grey nearly rotting-looking skin imitate zombies and the undead, not to mention they smell.
“Well- they uhh. Kinda terrorize nearly everybody in the school, including us. I think we’re their number one target or something,” Jasper informs.
Ryan walks over while still rubbing his arms and continues, “They’ve been on our ass since our freshman year,” he explains with annoyance and over-the-top arm exaggerations.
“Thankfully, this isn’t the worst they’ve done to us,” Trevor chimes in.
“Do you guys have a picture of them?” You ask, heavily interested in these unknown figures.
Kendrick pulls out his phone, “I do, kinda. They have an Insta profile and blocked the other three, excluding me and Ash,” he opens up the app and scrolls searches for their account.
After some time, he finds a good picture and shows it to you.
“Woah,” you pull out your phone and search for their account, finding them immediately, “They look spooky, and good…” you whisper the last part.
Only Jasper heard the last part when Trevor ends the whole interaction. They need to get back to their money-making duties, a different technique this time.
They all walk to your left to reach their dorm, “I heard that…” Jasper whispers to you, doing the two finger point gesture at you then him.
— Did you like👀👀 I hope so, this is the first tagged Jump cut x reader fanfic lol
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