#elysexreader

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So I saw you’re post with prosopagnosia and it got me thinking of a scenario. What if the reader has it and they walk into a room with Barbara and Elyse and any other blonds I forgot and can’t tell them apart and tries to hid their cute embarrassment. And it can be romantic with one of them if you want.

I’m so glad I managed to write prosopagnosia well enough!

You stepped into the room, coffees in hand and steppeddead in your tracks. Two gorgeous blonde women were chatting and catching up,and one of them was your girlfriend. The problem was, you couldn’t tell who itwas “Hey you brought coffee, thank you!” one of them said, you immediately triedto work out who it was, but it was no use. Instead you try to busy yourselfwith handing out coffees.

You kept glancing over at the table, trying to find thedetails that would set your girlfriend apart from the other blonde, but theirfeatures merged until you had to look away to reset.

“You alright sweetie? You suddenly went quiet,” a femalevoice said. You could recognise her smell as Barbara and breathed a sigh ofrelief.

“When I walked in, I couldn’t recognise your face again.So, when it was you and Elyse, I couldn’t tell who was who,” you admitted quietly,feeling the embarrassment rising in your cheeks.

“Y/N,” Barbara said, trying to hide a smile by pullingyou into a kiss.

“Stop laughing at me too!” you replied between kisses.

“I’m sorry, it’s so cute sometimes. Especially yourblushing.”“I’m not blushing,” you quickly replied.

“I can think of times when that may come in useful…if youcan’t tell the difference between me and Elyse…means you won’t have a favourite,”she whispered huskily. You tried to shush her but it only caused moreattention, making you blush furiously.

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I wasn't the anon BUT SIGN ME TF UP FOR MORE ELYSE/READER/JAMES

Yeah I had a couple of prompts a while ago and I totally loved it. Wish I could have done more with it!

The three of you somehow managed to get intoyour apartment with minimal touching and kissing. James threw his jacket ontoyour couch the moment he stepped in the door. You and Elyse rolled your eyes athim as the three of you squeezed into your tiny kitchen “I swear this placegets smaller every time,” James muttered.

“Hey! I like my shitty apartment in my shittyneighbourhood,” you argued as you pulled out a few beers from the fridge.

“Well you could always move in with us,” Jamessuggested.

You nearly spat out the mouthful of beer asElyse sighed “Slick James.”

“Hey it was your idea to follow her home tomake sure she was ok,” James argued.

“Hang on…you scare me and insult my apartmentin an attempt to ask me to move in. No offence, but there’s no way I’m movingto suburbia,” you said.

Elyse pulled you against her and whispered inyour ear “Just think about it. We’re not asking you to make a decision today,even in the next weeks or months.”

“Fine I’ll thinkabout it,” you smiled.

“I can think of a better way to convince her,”James drawled as you were sandwiched between the two of them. He slowly kissedyour neck, making you squirm.

“No, that’s going to make up for the insultsand scaring me!”

[snapmydisk]

Prompt: A Funhaus member(or multiple members) follow you in their car one night after work because you bike to work and they're worried about you without realizing that by following you they're scaring the heck out of you.

Unfamiliar headlamps followed you all the wayhome. You tried to change route at any opportunity, but there was no way youcould escape the two silhouettes in the car behind you. You slid into the bikeshelter behind your apartment building, placing your keys between your fingersin some attempt to feel safe.

A hand grabbed your shoulder, you quicklyturned and pulled your arm back to punch the living daylights out of whoeverhad touched you but your arm was caught mid-swing. In the dim light you saw afamiliar grin “Careful, you might have punched my gorgeous face,” Jameslaughed.

“Fuck you,” you sighed, suddenly working outwho was following you in the car.

“Is she ok?” you heard Elyse call out.

“Yeah, no thanks to your husband!” you replied.

“Your wonderful boyfriend and girlfriend wereonly trying to look out for you,” he smiled, reaching down to kiss you.

“You’re not let off that easily,” you warned asyou pulled away, shamelessly out of breath from that kiss.

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Please, PLEASE continue the angst James/Elyse/Reader fic?

 Sorry it’s not focused on James and Elyse! - P

The closest place was Adam’s, and youfrantically knocked on his door, begging he would be at home. Luckily, the dooropened quickly, and every time you tried to speak, a flood of tears erupted “Hey,”Adam whispered, pulling you into a hug “What’s wrong?”

“Can…can I stay here tonight?” you asked.

“Of course,” he nodded, letting you into hisapartment and closing the door behind you “You don’t have to tell me anythingthat happened.”

“I just feel like such a fucking idiot,” youhissed, dumping your bag on the couch “I knew it would never work.”

“You, James and Elyse?” he cautiously asked.All you could do was nod, wiping away another tear.

Adam disappeared to set up the spare room asyou scrolled through your phone, trying to ignore the multiple texts from Jamesand Elyse. The two of you ordered food, and drained multiple beers as youplayed Halo together.

By midnight, you were certainly tipsy, and Adam’sbad jokes were making you laugh for once. It felt good to smile and be carefree“Thank you,” you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder as a loading screenappeared.

“What for?” he asked.

“Looking after me,” you smiled “I’ve feltpretty lonely over the last month,” you admitted. All of a sudden you toldevery detail of how much of an outsider you had felt in that relationship,whether you should leave or not, and if you were truly happy.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Adam replied once you hadfinished, pulling you into a tight hug. You didn’t feel like crying anymore,oddly you felt relieved.

“Thank you,” you repeated against his chest.You looked up at Adam and smiled at his caring face. What you didn’t expect wasthe kiss you both leaned into.

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Oh my gosh that James/Elyse/Reader fic was amazing! It would be amazing if you could possibly do another one? Angsty of the reader feeling like she doesn't belong? Thank you!

You watch from the armchair as James cuddled Elyse,doing his David Bowie impression and repeating lines from Labyrinth. As much as you loved that voice, you still hadn’t seenthe film. It was just another one of their inside jokes which you would neverget. You could feel that familiar lump in your throat and you coughed it away,trying to excuse yourself from the room.

You hid in the bathroom, wiping away theleaking tears as you realised how out of place you felt here. Benson pushed hisnose through the crack in the door and jumped up at you as you sat on the edgeof the bath. At least someone missed you as you heard the echoes of giggling sneakthrough the door “Let’s go for a walk boy,” you whispered, scratching himbehind the ear. He bounced excitedly as you snuck back downstairs. You clippedthe lead onto him and slammed the door behind you a little too loudly.

As you walked along the boardwalk of the beach,you choked out your cries and sobs as quietly as possible, trying not attractany attention. After an hour, you decided to head home; the cold of the eveningahead was starting to settle and in your haste to escape, you hadn’t brought acoat.

“Y/N?” James asked as he heard the door go.

“Hi,” you simply said, letting Benson free ofhis leash. He rushed off to the living room, leaving the two of you alone.

“Are you ok?” he said gently. He tried to steptowards you, but you dodged him.

“I’m going to see a friend,” you answered. Youpractically ran upstairs and packed an overnight bag as Elyse asked youmultiple questions. You held back the tears yet remained silent as you left thehouse once more. You had no idea where you were going, but it had to besomewhere where you weren’t a stranger in your own home.

[snapmydisk]

Are you cool to do elyse/reader/James?? I really love married couples I'm sorry. For prompt, can I suggest an openhaus that never got uploaded bc the reader confessed to James and Elyse?? If that makes sense?? Thank you! I love your work!

Thank you so much for your prompt and comments <3 - P

You were spending your first Thanksgivingalone, and James and Elyse was shocked to hear that, insisting that you spendit with them. When Christmas came around, you returned the favour by having theentire Funhaus team over to your tiny apartment, you couldn’t believe howat-home James and Elyse seemed, either while they were washing up in yourkitchen or in a sleepy daze on your couch.

You spun on your chair lazily as Openhausrecorded, a question was asked about the Willems pair and you caught yourselfsaying “It’s not like I’m in love with the two of you.” Only you and themicrophone picked up your comment and you could feel your heart in your throat.James had taken over editing duties since Spoole’s departure and you knew hewould hear “I have to go to the bathroom,” you suddenly said. Joel whined atyou, however all you could concentrate on was not crying, especially as Elyseand you locked eyes for a moment as you passed her desk.

You practically ran to the bathroom, lockingyourself in a stall and ripping off some tissue to wipe your eyes. You hadadmitted to yourself how your heart and head actually felt about the pair, andnow your emotions were playing havoc. You heard the door open and your namebeing called “God-fucking-dammit,” you hissed under your breath as Elyse’sfootsteps grew closer. You opened the door before she could knock on it and askif you were ok.

“Y/N?” Elyse asked again as you faced her.

“I’m fine,” you quickly replied, trying not todraw attention to your wet eyes or bright pink cheeks.

“I heard you, what you whispered into themic…about James and I.”

“Great,” you sighed, nervously scratching theback of your neck as you stepped out of the cubicle and away from her.

“Y/N, listen to me!” she shouted. You werehalted in your tracks, and turned to face her “After Christmas, James andI…talked…and I don’t really know how to put this,” she said, reaching out togently hold your hand, pulling you closer “The way you feel about us…let’sjust say we have had similar thoughts.”

“What?” you managed to choke out. Ideas racedthrough your head, however you were shut up when Elyse pulled you even closerto kiss you. Her lips were so soft and gentle against your own, slightlyhesitant yet desperate for more. You reached out for her waist to feel her formagainst your own.

“I see you got started without me,” a familiarvoice said. You snapped away, yet James’ smirk calmed you. He reached out tokiss his wife, and then slowly leant down to kiss you “We want you.”

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i want a elyse mistletoe kiss dammit

ahahaha sorry nonnie i wasn’t sure how well I could write a full thing for Elyse (i’ve only seen the OTS w/ her - i’m way behind on Funhas stuff) but i’ll give it a go!

“What’re you doing?” You ask, eyeing Elyse skeptically. She didn’t do a good job of hiding the grin on her face, which didn’t make you feel any better.

“Nothing, nothing.” She reassures you. She’s messing around with the knit cap she’d gotten you, but won’t let you see what she’s doing.

“Elyyyyyse.” You whine, pouting.

“Wait two more seconds!” Elyse shushes you. You huff and go back to your game, glancing at her every once in a while. 

“Okay, done!” She finally says, rising and walking over to sit next to you on the couch. She hands you the hat and you take it, looking it over. Not much is different...except she’s attached mistletoe to the pom-pom at the top of the hat.

“What’s this for then?” You asks, bouncing it with your finger.

“It’s gonna be super cold at home, so you’ll need to wear this a lot...which will give me an excuse to kiss you a lot.” Elyse beams over at you and you can’t help but laugh.

“You can already do that.” You point out and she shrugs. 

“So?” Elyse replies, “It’ll be cute. Don’t complain, just wear it.”

“Fine, fine, yes ma’am.” You stick your tongue out before pulling the hat onto your head.”Well, come ‘ere.”