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a/n:
requested by anonymous
You threw your backpack onto the floor and sunk into the chair across from your father’s desk. “You know, there are some snacks in the break room. Cheese, crackers…uh, more cheese.” Schmidt pulled his rolling chair out and took a seat.
“It’s fine, dad.” You sighed and pulled out your headphones. “I won’t distract you or anything.”
“You know you can talk to me, y/n,” he assured you, “whatever happened today, you can tell me.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m just tired.”
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New Girl Masterlist
Nick Miller
Surprise?
Nick tries to surprise his girlfriend in bed, but that fails horribly thanks to her dog
Schmidt
-nothing yet-
Winston Bishop
-nothing yet-
Jessica Day
-nothing yet-
Cecilia Parekh
-nothing yet-
Coach
-nothing yet-
Imagine: Pranking the boys (Nick, Schmidt and Winston) on Halloween
Not requested
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It was hard not to laugh when you heard three voices coming closer as they walked into the bathroom. Unsuspecting, the boys were about to do their morning routines. They must have assumed you were still sleeping.
You tightly held the rubber knife in your hand and adjusted your spooky mask over your face. Then, moving as fast as you could to startle them more, you jumped out from behind the shower curtain and screamed at them.
“Aaaaaaaaah!” Winston, Nick and Schmidt screamed in unison. Their startled noises only added to your crazed war cry.
When the room returned to silence, you laughed as they began breathing heavily and recovering from the scare. As they did, the three of them paused for a moment to exchange glances with each other.
“You should have seen your faces!” You exclaimed, taking your mask off and pointing at them to mock them, imitating their expressions.
Their gazes lingered on each other until they suddenly fell over you.
“Heeeey, it’s Y/N!” Winston grinned in spite of his hand pressed against his chest. “Nice prank!”
“Yeah, you really got me there, bud!” Nick joined in, patting your arm.
“Almost had a heart attack” Schmidt nodded, and despite his words, he was smiling wide.
“But... but you were so scared!” You complained, knowing what they were doing. They were winding you up on purpose. “You take the fun out of everything!”
The boys chuckled as you grumpily exited the room. It wasn’t until Winston told you something before you could leave that you remembered who you were dealing with. The prank master.
“Watch your back, Y/N” He warned you with a fake kind yet menacing tone. “It’s Halloween!”
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Not having your own apartment yet, so you have to stay with Nick, Jess, Winston, and Schmidt would include…
A/N this is mainly a Schmidt thing because I am obsessed with him so…
Despite the gang helping you in a time of need, you refuse to sleep on the couch claiming that it’s too scratchy to sleep on
Ending up having to sleep in Schmidt’s room because his is the biggest
Him flirting constantly with you
Jess telling him that if he makes one more innuendo that she’s gonna make him put fifty in the douchebag jar again
Not ten minutes later the douchebag jar has gained a fifty
Accidentally peeking in Nick’s room once and immediately scream because it’s a complete pig sty
Not even trying to make him clean it cause you know he won’t
Cooking with Schmidt and actually following his rules
One morning you go to shower and Schmidt walks in as you’re coming out
After about thirty seconds of him staring at you, you tell him to drop a twenty in the jar
He complains but does it anyways
The very next night, you give in to his innuendos
Jess ends up walking in on you having sex and screams before saying that she has to go bleach her eyes
You guys end up having to get dressed and try and comfort Jess, only to end up making her more disgusted because Schmidt is still being Schmidt
Hanging out with Jess constantly
Playing True American and literally falling off a chair
Going with Jess to visit Nick at the bar
You and Schmidt talking about shipping Nick and Jess in your free time
Bonding with Winston by playing basketball with him
Watching the game with him
Babysitting your twelve-year-old cousin at the apartment and she practically falls in love with Schmidt
Her asking if you two are dating and neither of you really having an answer until after an awkward pause of silence Schmidt says yes and you smile
Schmidt announcing everywhere you go that you’re his girlfriend
Nick and Winston making fun of him and telling him that he’s whipped
You eventually find an affordable apartment for yourself and getting kind of sad that it’s time for you to move out
But they were already over the amount of people so you didn’t want to make a fuss about it
It didn’t really matter though. You spent days and nights there still anyways
Essentially you were still living there
After a few months, Schmidt moves in with you
Once again, you guys are still at the at the apartment all the time anyways
You rant to Jess about Schmidt’s extreme clean freak thing
Oh, there’s a single cup unwashed in the sink? Nope. Not anymore
Jess is forever your bff
Big Fan
Pairing: Schmidt x reader
Request: You are a famous actress who has been friends with Jess for years. She finally invites you to the loft to meet her roommates, which include a big fan of yours who happens to be pretty cute too.
Tagged: @badboysdoitbetter2 thank you for the request!!
A/N: I love writing for this show! New Girl requests are open!
It had been quite some time since you had seen your friend Jess. Actually, it had probably been a small handful of years since the two of you had met up face to face. You had always kept up with occasional phone calls and FaceTime sessions though. You had been the first person she called when she found out about Spencer. And you know *all* about her crazy, current living situation at the loft with three guys she met on Craiglist. The very same loft you now stood outside of.
"Guys, so my friend Y/N is coming to stay for a couple of days. And I beg you to not be weird," Jess was just finishing up her spiel to the guys about keeping things relatively normal while you were around.
"Jess, come on," Nick chuckled. "Give us some credit! We are not that bad."
"You don't understand. My friend Y/N... she - well, just don't be weird around her. That's all I ask," Jess threw her hands up in defeat, for she was at a loss for words how to tell her roommates that one of her longest childhood friends was Y/N Y/L/N, the famous actress she knew her roommates would know.
Then came a knock at the door and Jess ran to it faster than the guys could blink. She swung the door open and enveloped you in a tight hug. "Y/N! I cant believe you're here, I've missed you so much!"
"I know! Me too! Of all the times I've been here in L.A. and just never been able to meet up! Totally unfair. But I'm so glad I'm here now!" You said as you pulled way from Jess to smile widely at her.
Jess then stepped to the side so you could enter the loft and as you did, you heard a sharp gasp. Your eyes immediately flew up to meet those of a dark haired man in between two other men. They were all looking like they had just seen a deer in the headlights, but the one in the middle wore an expression that looked both like delight and that he may also faint at any moment.
You glanced back at Jess who definitely was now wearing a sheepish look. "I may have sort of not mentioned exactly who you were." She admitted before stepping in front of you and then gesturing to each of the guys. "Y/N, this is Winston, Schmidt, and Nick!"
Before you could formally respond, the man in the middle - Schmidt - came forward immediately to shake your hand over enthusiastically. "Hello, I'm Schmidt," he repeated as he shook your hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Y/N."
You were used to fans getting excited around you, but there was something about the way this Schmidt fellow didn't break eye contact with you that was just... different. "Thank you..." you said, holding onto his hand longer than the actual handshake lasted before you both pulled your hands away at the same time. "It's nice to meet you too. All of you," you looked at the others. "Jess has told me so much about you guys."
"Not too much I hope," Nick chuckled nervously. You just winked at him, knowing full well about the teensy crush Jess seemed to harbor on him.
"Schmidt, why don't you help Y/N with her bags. Schmidt is bunking with Winston for the week, and you're sleeping in Schmidt's room," Jess explained. You nodded, curious to see what the inside of Schmidt's bedroom looked like.
Since Schmidt was still standing relatively close to you, he reached for your biggest luggage just as you did (you felt bad making someone you just met carry your luggage.) You both laughed nervously at the happenstance and then you let Schmidt take your luggage as you followed him to through the kitchen.
"Here we go," Winston said aloud as the two of you walked off.
Schmidt's room was impressively clean. You wondered if Jess made him clean it up for you but a part of you felt like this was just how he kept it all the time.
"Su casa es mi casa," Schmidt said as he set your luggage down. "Or rather, bed. My bed is your bed."
You felt your cheeks get a little warm at that. He was ridiculously silly and cute. "Thank you, Schmidt. And thank you for letting me stay in here."
"It's my pleasure," he said as he stuck out his hand again to shake.
You took it just a little hesitantly, if only because you were afraid you wouldn't want to let go and sure enough...
You both shook hands and then while you should have parted again, you didn't. Instead, Schmidt rubbed his thumb over the top of your hand as you stood there for what surely felt like hours. But neither of you made any moves to leave.
"You have soft hands," Schmidt said after a moment.
"So do you," you nearly whispered.
One step forward.
"I have a strict skin regimen," Schmidt whispered back.
Another step closer.
"Oh. You'll have to tell me about that." Your voice was as quiet as a mouse now and it was at the end of that very sentence you realized you were just mere inches away from his face.
"Of course, of course," Schmidt's voice rose slightly. "I moisturize daily, obviously," he began to ramble, you assumed out of nervousness so you gave a gentle tug on his hand you were still holding and pulled him to you until your lips met.
You had kind of kissed strangers before. You were an actor after all. The job sometimes called for it in more romantic rolls. But you had never kissed a stranger outside of acting before. And this was... dang near transcendental. The two of you just... fit.
If ever there was that one kiss you were supposed to feel fireworks, this was it.
You pulled away, no matter how much you didn’t want to and when you did, Schmidt opened his eyes widely.
“Woah - I, uh. Wow.” Schmidt blinked at you.
“Yeah. Wow,” you said back just as taken aback by the near instant connection you both seemed to have.
“Schmidt! Leave Y/N alone and get out here!” There was Jess. Her assuming Schmidt was bothering you brought a smirk to your face.
“Well, uh, welcome, Y/N. I hope you feel right at home here.” Schmidt rambled off once again. It was cute the affect you seemed to have on him.
“Thank you, Schmidt,” you said as he slowly backed up and toward the door. “Oh, and Schmidt?”
He stopped and turned back to look at you.
“Maybe you don’t have to bunk with Winston? You can tell me all about that skin care regimen in here instead?” You smiled at him hopefully.
To your surprise, he returned the smile with a hint of mischievousness behind it. “Did I mention what a huge fan I am of you?”
warnings:
a/n:
requested by anonymous
Your protective father could hear your crying from miles away if he could ever stay that far away from you. But he was right outside your door the second he heard you were upset. He knocked urgently and opened the door immediately, “Y/N, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” You sniffed into your knees as you held them into your chest.
“Bad dream.” You mumbled and continued to cry, feeling Schmidt sit beside you and begin to soothe you by gently rubbing his hand on your back.
“It’s alright, no one’s gonna hurt ya. I’m right here.” He shushed you calmly and smiled at you, trying to assure you everything was okay.
“Can you stay with me?” You asked him with teary eyes, hoping for company on such a terrible night. He nodded without hesitation and pulled you closer for a hug. “Thank you, dad.”
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