#rt x reader

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Mind If you do R-T x Fem!Reader????

Fulfilled most of the requests. Will publish two post per day.

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28 w/ jon risinger?

"Put me down!" You scream, Jon had you over his shoulder and he was carrying you around despite your protests and softly hitting his back. You couldn't be mad, you were laughing as he tipped you gently on the best and hovered over you.

"Are you going to make up for that?" You were making out beforehand so you knew he was hot and flustered too, and needed a bit of a release.

“Make me” Jon smirks, bending down and planting eager kisses trailing from you neck down.

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Here You Come Again (Joel x Reader)

Pairing: Joel x Reader

Word Count: 634

Author’s Note: I’m just going to be fine with the fact that I rarely post. I’ve had this idea for a really long time, yet I couldn’t come up with a better idea for a title other than stealing one from Dolly Parton.

You weaved your way through the grocery store aisles. Your list was nearly all checked off and it brought you a strange feeling of accomplishment, like a terrible adult scavenger hunt.

As you grabbed the last box of rice off the shelves, you spotted someone through the other aisle. He looked a little bit like Joel. Not incredibly similar, but enough to for your thoughts to spill all over the place. First you had to go through the trial of keeping yourself from scrolling through your texts over and over. Now you had to banish the image of his doppelganger that magically appeared in the supermarket. Man, he really looked like Joel for a moment. Maybe it’d be best to take another look.

Oh wait. No. That was actually Joel.

Even though he looked tired most of the time, he seemed to be extra sleep deprived. He was wearing that sweatshirt that you had worn a thousand times. He was grabbing for the frozen pizza with the extra fluffy crust. He always made sure to emphasize the importance of the fluffy crust, and in return, your freezer was always stocked with them in case he stayed over. You might have still had one of those pizzas in there. You wondered if that sweatshirt was still just as warm in the frozen aisle.

Now for phase two; the uncomfortable lump in the throat. You hadn’t organically thought about him in a week or so because things were so busy, and you liked it that way. It felt nice to forget how nice his arms felt around you. It felt better to prioritize work. At that particular moment, you realized that you had been staring off into space with a box of rice in your hands for all too long. It was time to check out and get out. Immediately.

You tossed the rice into the cart and started speed walking towards the nearest cashier. No. Self checkout would be faster, right?

You let out a startled gasp as your cart collided with another. Goddammit.

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying-” Joel started, before looking up and noticing it was you. “-attention.”

You let out a sigh, promptly apologizing. “No, no, no. I wasn’t paying attention. I was staring down at the floor and… it was just stupid of me.”

As your eyes drifted up from the floor, you looked back up at him. Joel smiled a nervous, sympathetic, crooked smile. “Hi.”

“Hey.”

You two stood there for a bit too long, but were suddenly snapped out of it when an old woman needed a can of lentils you were standing right in front of. As you each moved out of the way, all you wanted to do was buy your groceries and go home and forget it all happened.

“It was nice running into you!” you said. “No pun intended.”

He responded with another courtesy grin and a wave of his hand. You kept moving towards the cashier as everything from the last ten seconds looped in your head mercilessly. All those tiny memories were coming back. There were a lot of them.

“Hey, Y/N,” Joel called.

You turned around as he came a little closer. “I don’t want to act like I don’t miss you. A lot. Because I do. But at the same time, I don’t want to feel like strangers anymore.”

It was everything you had been thinking but weren’t able to put into words. “Me too, Joel. And, really, it was nice to see you again.”

He pulled you into a brief, wordless hug. He left, and as he pushed his cart away, he turned his head over his shoulder to look at you again. “And I’m not gonna lie. That was an extremely awkward situation.”

You were caught off guard by his remark, but you still laughed. “Incredibly.”

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What makes you think I want to leave?

A/n: Alright, I was going to post this forever ago but school and shit ghot in the way. But! Fear not my dear friends, here it is! A somewhat angsty fic. It sucks, I know. But I gotta start somewhere. And please! Please! Send me requests! Don’t be shy, I wanna write but my ideas always become dead ends. :/ Anyway, enjoy!!

Warning: Shit angst, pregnancy(?)

You paced around the bathroom, the timer on your phone ticking by slowly, so agonizingly slowly. Three plastic sticks lay on counter, face down.

Good god, the nerves were suffocating. You and Miles had been dating for almost five years, but somehow you never really had ‘the talk’ about wanting to have children before. Sure it was mentioned a few times about futures and families, but you two never sat down to talk about what each of you wanted, so nothing was really set in stone. What if you were pregnant and he didn’t want them? What if he kicked you out? You two weren’t always the most careful people, sure. But being busy with work and keeping up with the deadlines made it a bit hard to go to the drug store and pick up a box of condoms.

The piercing beeps from the phone yank you out of you spiraling thoughts. You stare at the white sticks, they were about to tell you if your life was going to change forever. You closed your eyes​ and flipped all three sticks. Opening your eyes you see the results:

Negative

Negative

Negative

A wave of relief washes over you, but a small part of you was disappointed. You kept staring at the sticks, a multitude of emotions running through you. Sure, you didn’t have to deal with telling Miles you were pregnant or going through the pregnancy itself, but still, the thought of having a family with Miles was enough to make your heart swell. You didn’t realize you zoned out until you heard Miles enter the bedroom.

“Hey, angel? Are you in here?” He called out, the sound of the door closing and heavy footsteps growing closer made you panic slightly. You were frozen and didn’t have enough time to throw the tests away before he entered the bathroom.

“There she is! My gorgeous girlfriend! I got worried when I didn’t hear y-” Miles pauses as he takes in the scene in front of him, hope flashes in his eyes, your heart cracks slightly, “Are… Are you pregnant?” He looks at the sticks and then you, he walks over and looks at them closely, his shoulders slumping a bit when he reads the negative symbols. You immediately burst into tears and crumple on the floor of the bathroom.

“I-I’m s-sorry!” You sob out. Miles quickly sits down next to you and pulls you in his lap, hugging you tightly to his chest.

“Hey, hey, please don’t cry, you’re okay. You’re okay. Deep breaths ok? Try to breath with me.” Miles holds your face gently in his hands and takes deep breaths with you. When you sobbing turns into small hiccups and sniffles, he asks you what upset you so much.

“I-I don’t know, honestly. I thought I was pregnant, so I got the tests, but I was so worried. What if I was pregnant? We’ve never talked about wanting kids before. What if you didn’t want them? What if you left me, or kicked me out? Wha-”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Miles stops your rant of ‘what if’s and looks you in the eyes, “What makes you think I would want to leave? Or that I would kick you out? (Y/n) I love you so damn much. I would love for you to have my children, hell, it would be an honor to have someone as sweet, and beautiful, and smart, and funny as you are have my children. Yeah, you’re not pregnant right now, but maybe someday in the future, I would love to start a family with you. I want to have a future with you (Y/n). I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you too much to let you go. I want to marry you, angel.” Miles stares into your eyes.

“Did…Did you just propose to me?” You look at him, tears welling in your eyes.

He simultaneously pales and blushes as he realizes what he said. “Yeah, uh, I guess I did. I don’t have the ring on me though, it’s, uh, it’s in my draw. Here, let me go grab it.” Miles stands up and lifts you up with him, carrying you into the bedroom. He sits you on the bed and digs through his drawer, pulling out a navy blue box. He kneels in front of you and reveals your dream ring.

“I know I kinda proposed, or at least showed my intent of wanting to propose, so I have this little speech planned and I really, kinda, sorta, wanna say it,” you breathed out a laugh and nodded, letting him go on. “(Y/n). I’ve known you for almost ten years now. We met at Comic Con and we both had the same, stupid Futurama shirt on. How that shirt brought us to today, is beyond me. Anyways, ever since then we hung out every single day. And everyday I fell in love with you a little more. And working at Rooster Teeth with you, with you encouraging me to work hard even if I felt like I wasn’t good enough, or making sure I didn’t work myself to hard by making sure I took breaks and took care of myself. I knew you would always be there for me to keep me afloat, and somehow I just kept falling for you. After our first date, I went home and just sat in my living room fucking dumbfounded that someone as perfect as you had gone on a date with me. And with each date we had, I knew you were the one, and I couldn’t let you go. How the fuck you love me back,” Miles looks to the ground and shakes his head, smiling. “I have no clue. I love you so damn much, (Y/n). Nothing is ever going to change that. This kinda rambled on from my original speech but whatever. Anyway, before I ramble more, (Full name), will you marry me?”

You had tears streaming down your face by the end of his speech, “Of course you fucking dork!” You said, throwing yourself onto Miles and hugging him.

You kiss Miles deeply, and when you break away, you both just sit on the floor, holding each other, repeating ‘I love you’s back and forth.

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Wait ok so have you seen the rooster teeth "prank" on achievement hunter where rt set up a whole carnival in the ah office??? And Chris does the "Chrissing booth" and has people pay him $5 to not kiss him.. but like what if the reader wants to kiss him and I just cant stop thinking about it

+ prompt 26

A/N: Yes I have seen the prank video, was probably one of most wholesome video

Today was the day of the elaborate prank against achievement hunter, an entire circus in their small office, fit with a petting zoo as well. You were helping Blaine grab some finishing touches for decorations and other props to make the whole scene feel more authentic. You were just an intern so of course you got the not so fun jobs, but Blaine made it more interesting.

"Hey Y/N?"

"Yeah Blaine?" You were preoccupied with shoving a bunch of circus-esque props into a moderately sized cardboard box, which would do the job.

"How do you feel about Chris?"

Your heart stopped for a second, you thought you were very good at keeping your slight crush on Chris just a secret. "He's, uh, nice I guess. Why do you ask?" You hoped he couldn't tell you were panicking just a bit.

"Oh no reason," you could hear the lie in his voice. "Just uhh, don't pay him $5" Blaine elbows you on the way out, you follow him with your box in hand. What on earth was he on about?

Eventually it all made sense when you arrived into the achievement hunter office and there Chris was with his "Chrissing Booth" where you could pay him $5 to not kiss him. You felt the side of your cheek perk up releasing what Blaine meant. He eyed you off from the other side of the room, making body gestures towards Chris's direction.

You walked toward Chris and had to hold back, composing yourself. Okay now maybe it wasn't a secret you liked dorky Chris but you couldn't careless at this moment.

"Hey Chris, what happens if I don't pay you $5?" You proposed, he arched his eyebrow cockily in response.

"Guess you'll find out huh?"

You stood there for a second, lost for words. You couldn't make out any words, his response just froze you in place.

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

You stood on your tip-toes and placed a small kiss on his lips, your heart racing. You pull back only to see that Chris was beaming at you with wide smile...

and your co-workers cheering.

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1 from the prompt list with Blaine?

You were laying down on the couch, a blanket over you and your friend Blaine's body. Dutch was also in tow, muzzled between the both of you sleeping. It was movie night, so of course you were watching star wars. It was one of the things you both bonded over and you adored your connection with Blaine. He was there for you when things went wrong, and helped you get back on your feet during hard times. You were so thankful to have him as your friend, best friend for that matter.

"You're really one of the bestest friends I've had," you snuggle into Blaine, you were so close that you didn't feel uncomfortable or awkward to be like this with him, and he wasn't either. You two had a good mutual understanding of boundaries.

“We’re not just friends Y/N and you fucking know it.”

You were so focused on the movie that it took you a moment to register what he just said. You turned to him with a puzzled look.

"Say again?"

"We're not just friends? I mean how can we be?! We cuddle, sleep in the same bed and even live together, hell we've even shared a few drunken kisses,"

You moved your attention to the screen, and very iconic scene was just about to play out.

"I love you,"

"I know,"

You and Blaine look at each other, you laughed. "Dorkus, you were waiting for that moment weren't you?"

"Yeah maybe, but I do love you" you could see a small, hopeful smile growing on his lips. You lean forward and kiss him, squeezing his cheeks gently in your hand.

"I know,"

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42 with Jon Risinger

Aww, I hope I do it justice. This prompt is so cute!

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You stood there, tapping your fingers against the bathroom vanity. One minute had passed, you had to wait three to find out the results of the test. A pregnancy test you had laying around for "just in case purposes". You had some symptoms but the one that really hit home was that your period was late, by two weeks.

Jon wouldn't be home until a bit later tonight so you had time to prepare how you would tell him if you ended up being pregnant.

Two minutes had passed. You looked in the mirror. Could you prepare for baby? Did he even want a baby?

Three minutes passed and your alarm took your attention. You felt your anxiety begin to bubble and breathing becoming shallow as you flipped the test over.

Two lines. Two very prominent lines.

At first you didn't know how to react, you stood there in shock. You were pregnant. "Y/N, I'm home!"

Before you could hide the test, Jon found you in the bathroom. You quickly shove the test behind your back as Jon stands in the doorway, hoping he didn't see you put it behind you.

"Hey baby," You said almost a bit too enthusiastically. "Y/N, what are you hiding from me?" Jon queries, trying to look behind you without bursting your personal space.

You took a breath and brought your hands forward, you could feel the tears beginning to form and sting in your waterline. Your lips began to tremble as you barely made out the words;

"I'm pregnant,"

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Hey, so it's been awhile. But I really want to get back into writing because I'm almost done with uni for the year! So feel free to send in requests !!