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Hey, my name is Phoebe, I'm from the UK and I write Rooster Teeth, Funhaus and Achievement Hunter reader inserts! Am literal Funhaus trash. You can find my main blog at tearupthebook. Prompts = OPEN

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You doing ok honey?

Well currently in day 2 of isolation after I came down with a cough and felt feverish at work on Monday 👌

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So I have an idea for a continuation of that content producer and Burnie ask. So maybe like they get to the bar, get back to arguing and hating each other and cut to the next day they wake up together naked after you know what happened. :) love you btw :)

You had to pat yourself down as the drowsiness left your body and mind. Waking up in a strange room wasn’t odd by itself when you’re staying in a hotel - but the warm, breathing body next to you was. 

You couldn’t find an inch of clothing on you - removing any hope you were innocently asleep last night. Your eyes peered over to the gently snoring figure next to you.

Well fuck.

You mouthed the curse violently as tiny flashbacks entered your mind. The sloppy kisses in the elevator, the nearly torn clothes in anger and passion and the delicious feeling of scratches and tight grabs on naked flesh.

You tried to plan a silent escape but it was far too late when Burnie rolled over to face you.

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Merry Christmas to my favourite writing blog. :)

Awwww thank you :3

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I know this sucks and has been done amillion times before but I’ll be fucked when I don’t love the cliche. Ok so it’s Christmas Day and the reader doesn’t have any family to celebrate with so they don’t do anything to celebrate. Then Barbara knocks on the door, says she wanted to be with the reader and they have the first kiss.

Christmas away from home wasn’t the same. No snow, no open fires or evenings wrapped in a blanket. It was too warm to enjoy the feeling, a Christmas tree seemed strange when you sat in a t-shirt at home.

You rolled a mug of mulled wine in your hands, letting it cool before you could enjoy it. But the doorbell rang as you went to take a sip “Damn, what is it now?” you thought, pushing yourself back into your chair and rolling it to the front door. 

“Merry Christmas!” Barbara sang, under her arm were packs of food whereas in her other hand was mistletoe. 

“What are you doing here? I thought you were going home to see your parents?” you asked.

You started to move back to let her pass but she shook her head and wiggled the mistletoe “Hey you know what they say right?” You laughed in disbelief but were caught off guard as she kissed you “Can I come in now and celebrate Christmas with you?” she whispered against your lips.

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Hi! Sorry to be a bother if I am, I just wanted to make a quick request and I don’t know your policy on cheating. Reader is unhappy in her marriage but not abused and she’s always had a thing for Michael and he always loved her and then one day she decides to say screw it and kisses Michael because she actually loves him.

No one who makes a request is a bother to me!

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“I’m tired of trying to make this work. Tired of putting the effort in with nothing in return. Do you not care?!” you say to your husband, voice raising with every word. No response made your heart stop as you realised, he didn’t actually care.

You grabbed your bag, not bothering with a jacket in the cool evening and slammed the door behind you to make yourself feel better. Not sure where to go, you just drive. Making circles around the city blocks, the lights of skyscrapers and neon shop signs passing over you.

Without realising it, you’ve parked your car on Michael’s road. You could see his front door, lights from the TV flicking against the curtains. You drum your fingers on the steering wheel, building up the courage to knock on his door and spill out your heart’s pain.

He answers the door with a strange look, almost embarrassed that you’re seeing him in lounge clothes. But the moment he saw your tears, he motioned you inside and closed the door. It hit you without warning; the sobbing. Falling to the floor as the last piece that held you together finally snaps.

Strong arms wrap around you and hold you close. The first touch made you cry harder until all that was left was dry sobs. You lean back and rest your head on the wall, turning to look at Michael. 

He was full of concern and knew what had happened without having to say a word. He cared. He cared so much.

“Screw it,” you whispered, pulling his face to yours. Teeth clashing in the passion of what you so needed. His curly hair in your hand, his lips warm but no longer hesitant. You needed this, more than anything.

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I really hope you’re coming back to this blog one day. It will always be one of my favourites on this site. UwU

I have some good news! I've been offered a Monday to Friday permanent job starting later in September so hopefully I'll be back on here before too long 🥰

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Relatability

Awww thank you

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anonymously tell me what my specialty as a fanfiction writer is

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I love u soooo much :)

I love you too boo :3

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yall haven’t written the next chapter of ur fanfic and it really shows

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Sup. I wanna make two requests. One have a nice day. Two can Barbara bring her really prude (easily shocked by matters relating to sex or nudity.)boyfriend to a sex shop and he’s really put off by it.

I’m so sorry for the lack of activity! I have a new (second) job and finally have some time off!

You weren’t sure what this surprise was, as Barbara grabbedyour hand and pulled you down the road “Look my friend just opened this place,I want to be supportive,” she explained. That was the only information given,and it made you more than worried.

The shop was bright on the inside, but as you lookedaround you noticed the flattering lingerie, in a range of colour and sizes. Youfelt yourself blush immediately, but your jaw nearly dropped when you turnedyour head and saw the sex toy section.

You wanted to run away, but Barb squeezed your hand andsmiled “We don’t have to go over there,” she whispered, noticing your expression.

“Barb!” a voice called out. A young woman approached thetwo of you and hugged her friend close “Thank you for visiting guys. I’ll showyou around.”

“I can wait outside,” you said, trying to take a stepback. Barb’s friend linked your arm in hers and pulled you along, you werecaught out by the tiny woman’s strength and nearly stumbled.

You stopped at shelves that were filled with devices…althoughno plastic cocks in sight. You couldn’t tell what these were for. The shopowner explained through different items, the silicone feeling strangely soft inyour hand. Barbara eventually chose something that looked like a pointedpebble, a dark purple silicone with gold metallic linings.

“Thank you,” Barb said as you both left the shop, her newdevice in a small paper bag.

“It wasn’t…as bad as I though it would be,” you admitted.

“Let me know when you want to go again,” she winked.

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Hello my friend. I saw a amazingly cute photo on Pinterest and it gave me the idea for a story with my favourite blond. Can Barbara be a bride abandoned at the alter and goes outside into the rain alone to cry. But the reader comes out using his jacket as an umbrella to comfort her and they share the jacket and meet for the first time with romantic sparks.

The rain chucked it down, and you sighed as you realisedyou had left your umbrella at home. You rushed out of the office, nearlyrunning up the steps when you saw a woman in a wedding dress stood in the rain.

Her hair was falling out of its bun, mascara running downher cheeks. You stopped, and changed direction heading over to her “Excuse me,”you nervously said. She looked up startled, clearly hoping you were someoneelse “You’re going to catch a chill like this.”

You took your jacket, holding it over the both of you “Thankyou,” she whispered with a sniffle.

“I don’t know what’s going on but it looks like you needsomeone,” you said. She broke down, hands covering her face as she cried “I’msorry!”

“No it’s ok,” she shook he head, wiping her tears. Sheintroduced herself as Barbara and told you how she had been left at the altarby her fiancée moments before. She had rushed out to find him but couldn’t seehim anywhere. She relaxed against your shoulder as she let out her story andsighed “I need a drink.”

“I can imagine,” you laughed. Despite the situation, shelaughed too, a beautiful smile radiating out from her upset face.

“Barb!” a woman called out. You both looked up to see abridesmaid, bouquet still in hand searching for her friend.

“Go on,” you said. You covered her with the jacket,protecting her from the elements even as you were soaked through. Thebridesmaid gave you a strange look but Barbara hugged you tight and left withher friend, your jacket over her shoulders. You watched her leave, barelyfeeling the rain or your cold, wet shirt. You hoped you could see her again,even if it was just to see her smile again.

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Hello there I have a story idea for something wholesome. Can Michael be in a swirl relationship with a black girl and when they are at RTX together someone says racist towards the reader and Michael does what he does best and takes no shit. I’m black by the way. Love you blog bby

Thank you! Love ya too!

You were excited to attend RTX with Michael, it was yourfirst real convention as a couple and you had some butterflies to start with. Bythe time the afternoon rolled around you were more relaxed, and walking the floorwith Michael and his PA.

You didn’t hear what was shouted fully, but you saw Michaelturn. A look in his eye that said who ever said those words would regret it “Heywhat the fuck did you just say to my girlfriend?” he asked.

“Michael,” you whispered, pulling at his arm.

“There’s no way you get to talk to anyone like that,” he shouted. People started to stare, and youwanted to hang back. The PA beckoned security over, pointing at the person whohad shouted at you.

“You piece of shit,” Michael growled, his accent comingout in full force.

“Do you want to head back to the green room?” Michael’sPA asked, you watched your boyfriend storm over, shouting in the person’s faceuntil the attendee was hauled away by security.

“It’s ok,” you replied, grabbing Michael’s arm again “Youreally didn’t need to do that.”

“No one gets away with saying that to my girl,” he said,kissing you on the forehead.

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What if barb and the reader are about to do something saucy and then Natalie comes in and climbs between them unaware what she just interrupted. Lol uvu

Love you too! Sorry for the lateness of this but Nanowrimo, job and interviews have gotten in the way!

You loved how Barb looked wearing just one of yourbutton-down shirts. The way it barely covered her, especially while she slowlyunbuttoned it. Teasing you as she revealed more of her gorgeous body to you.

 She was halfway undone, playing at her breasts as she breathilymoaned with every touch. You barely heard the bedroom door open but felt themattress press down. Barb quickly jumped as you heard Nat muttering about a baddream.

 You held back the laughter as Barb quickly did the buttonsback up and covered herself up to her shoulders with the duvet. Nat crawled upthe bed, curling up under the sheets between the two of you “You’re safe now,it was a bad dream,” you said, hugging her close as she started to tear upagain. You looked over at Barb, mouthing “I’m sorry.”

 Barb shook her head and smiled, stroking Nat’s hair untilher cries turned into sniffles. Nat calmed down quickly, she fell asleepquickly “I can take her back to her own room,” you suggested.

“Leave her here,” she smiled, settling down next to yourdaughter and falling asleep too.

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Another part you your new Gavin fic plz :)

Another night, another mission. This time you read the fileon a human trafficker who was selling people into slavery rather than the safepassage promised. Your aim was to stop him, while getting the victims to safety.Your goal was to take out the target’s security, as quietly as possible.

You climbed onto a shipping container and ran across theroofs until you reached a patrol. You dropped down, knocking a guard’s headagainst the floor. You carefully placed him down and looked out for more guards.You were hanging from a crane when your personal phone rang, it was Gavin “Heybabe,” you whispered, adjusting the night vision goggles.

“Why are you whispering?” he asked.

“Oh I’m in a bookshop,” you quickly replied.

“Just a quick one then, I want you to meet my friendsfrom work.”

“What? Umm I mean yeah sounds great!” you said, trying tokeep track of patrol routes “I’ve got to go, just about to pay. Love you.”

“I’ll organise something then, love you too.”

You breathed a sigh of relief as he hung up so I couldcontinue the job. I heard my name being called over the radio, and climbed downto a shipping container “Help me open this,” my teammate whispered. We rippedopen the doors to find crowds of women huddled in the dark. We reassured themthat they were safe and silently led them out of the shipping yard.

Gunfire started as we got the last of the group en-routeto the safehouse “Time to get back,” I smiled, prepping my guns. We joggedback, trying not to lose our energy before the fight “So, my boyfriend has askedme to meet his friends,” I blurted out.

“I thought we didn’t discuss personal things,” my teammatereplied, she got her guns ready as she ran too, organising clips in her numerouspockets.

“Yeah well, this is different.”

She snorted but suddenly changed her expression “Down!”she pulled me down behind a concrete barrier as gunfire hit close. We knelt andreturned fire in the gap “Go, if he means that much then go meet them.”

“Really? Reloading,” I said, ducking back down.

“Jeez I can’t believe I’m giving relationship advice rightnow but go along with it. You never know, it might be fun.”

“Won’t be as fun as this!” you laughed.

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Hi! Can I request were the reader is another content producer for another company on the internet and over years she and Burnie have had a personal dislike of each other for whatever reasons. So when they are on stage or on set together for a con or something everyone expects a fight but they actually find common ground and enjoy each other. (Not romantic btw)

You nearly rolled your eyes when you heard Burnie wouldbe sharing this panel with you. Jeez that guy was annoying.

You got comfy at the table and said “So a lot of peoplehave been asking about my weight loss. So I bought a treadmill, put it in thelounge and spent my evenings playing games while running!”

“I did that too!” Burnie laughed “Although I did have tobe careful because I would sometimes walk off the machine…”

“Same here! The number of times I nearly tripped over thecat as well!” you laughed.

Within minutes it felt like no one else was in the room,instead the conversation flowed naturally, and you enjoyed his company.

As you left the stage, Burnie caught you backstage “Hey, doyou want to grab a coffee? I feel like we got off on the wrong foot when wefirst met and it would be nice to actually get to know you.”

You checked your schedule and agreed to a drink at alocal bar instead, maybe you could actually be friends with this guy eventually.

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Hi hi hi. Can I request Gavin dating a girl who is secretly a cool mask wearing criminal vigilante team that is widely known and actually the good guys. Like The right side of wrong. But they don’t ever kill good people or anyone if you want. And the girl has to keep both her lives balanced and secret. Love u !!!!!

Love you too!

You stumbled back into your apartment, wiping off thedust from an explosion at the bank. Dried blood, probably your own splatteredacross your arm. You found the source and settled in the bathroom to clean it.

You were about to pour the cleaning alcohol when yourphone rang. It was your boyfriend, Gavin. You had barely heard from himrecently, being holed up in an underground bunker made for hacker didn’t havegreat cell phone service too “Hey babe,” you said cheerfully.

“Hey Y/N, you alright? I tried calling you today,” he replied.

“Yeah sorry, work was killer,” you said, trying not to chuckleat your pun.

As he chatted, you poured the cleaning solution over thecut, trying not to swear too loudly. It wasn’t deep enough for stitches andtaped the wound together instead “Since we haven’t seen each other in a while,do you want to go for dinner again soon?” he asked out of the blue.

You snapped into attention and agreed to a date and arestaurant before pulling out a gold bar from your bag and inspecting it “I’llpay this time.”