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Currently working on five oneshots of max , two of plentyxd , & one of efs
next fic: max x nerd reader
It will take me a little bit to get these out because i’m lowkey slow at writing but THANK Y’ALL
summary: Eddie booked the wrong number of rooms so you volunteer to share with Ethan. After you both can’t sleep and have a small talk, things get heated.
warnings: protected p in v, wrap it before you tap it, sub! Ethan, eating out, cursing, Eddie being ur number one supporter, kissing, hair pulling, praise, ok I think that’s it
word count: 2.3k
a/n: omg this took forever, i’m so sorry!! lowkey haven’t been motivated and I have 12 requests… i’ll try to get onto that! thanks for the support <3
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A gasp erupted through the empty airbnb as heavy footsteps came rushing down the carpet stairs.
"Eddie, why the fuck is there only four rooms? We're supposed to have five!" Ethan panics and glances over at you putting your suitcase down.
Ethan huffs and runs over to grab one of your duffel bags. You try to stop him, but it's no use. He always wanted to help you.
"Chill," Eddie laughs softly and looks around the spacious airbnb and the pool outside, taking it all in. Jacob and Max were already playing pool at the pool table, their bags discarded on the floor next to them.
"They must've given us the wrong rental or something," Eddie shrugs, avoiding eye contact with the both of you. Eddie's voice got higher and his face flushed a shade of red. You cross your arms, knowing something is up with him.
You glance over at Ethan and he's already staring at you with that smile on his face. You both know he's probably lying, but you let it slide.
"Fine, i'll share with Ethan so you don't have to wake up with drool on you at five in the morning." You laugh and start to head upstairs with your bags, Ethan following you like a lost puppy.
"Hey, not my fault I can't control that shit." His voice cracks, your pure presence making him nervous.
It was now nighttime, the moon illuminating the small guest bedroom with a tiny bathroom. You had all changed into your pajama's and were getting ready for bed, excited for the trip to Disney World tomorrow.
"Don't have too much fun– ow!" Eddie laughs, wincing as Ethan hits his arm. Eddie hands Ethan a condom with a smug smile and Ethan blushes, glancing over at you in the bathroom. His brain started stuttering.
"Where did you even get this shit, Eddie? Fu–fuck off," Ethan shuts the door with a sigh, trying to calm his heart down from beating out of his chest. He was alone with his crush of months. He puts the condom in the pocket of his pajama pants with a sigh, running a hand through his brown curls.
You're brushing your teeth and leaning on the sink, looking back at a flushed Ethan by the door. You smile and continue brushing until you feel Ethan reach to grab his Luffy toothbrush next to you.
You shake your head at his One Piece themed item and grin to yourself at his goofiness. It was just so him.
You both were fighting for the sink space, bumping shoulders as you're smiling from ear to ear, staring at each other through the mirror. The intimacy of it all made your mind fill up with images of you and Ethan living together, brushing your teeth at night after a long day.
He even holds your hair back as you spit out the toothpaste.
You both finish washing up and sit beside Ethan in the soft bed, trying to calm your mind down.
Ethan was a mess.
He was trying so hard to be cool but he couldn't help but be excited that he was alone with you without Eddie's comments or Max's teasing.
Ethan reaches over to turn the lamp off, darkness filling the room. You lay down and pull the covers over you both as your shoulders bump each other.
"Sorry–" He apologizes with a chuckle and he rubs his eyes, taking his glasses off and setting them on the side table.
"It's fine," You laugh with him and glance over at him, "Night, Ethan." Your voice softens as your eyes trail over his face, taking in his small freckles and details on him.
"Yeah– mhm, night." Ethan stutters and opens his mouth to say something but ends up not talking.
It's been thirty minutes and you can't sleep for the life of you. One minute you'd be too hot, or too cold, or your side hurt.
You've been staring at the ceiling, Ethan's shoulder brushing you every few minutes as he flips back and forth.
"Are you up?" You murmur, turning your head to look at Ethan. He immediately looks back at you and you can tell he's blushing even though it's pitch black inside the room.
"Mhm, my mind just won't turn off." He hums and grabs his glasses off the table, turning the lamp back on.
"Yeah," You agree and sit up against the wooden headboard, Ethan joining you and your arms touch, but you both don't move away.
"Do you think Eddie did this on purpose? The whole.. rooms thing?" You ask and glance over at him.
"Oh, absolutely." You both burst into fits of laughter and you nudge his arm. Your eyes meet his and you're both silent. The tension was thick and obvious– months of hiding that you like the other coming to the surface.
His brown eyes examine your face, your eyes, your lips. Your breath hitches, "Ethan.." Your voice barely audible.
He fucking whimpers.
He's just staring at you with those puppy dog eyes, his hands clutching the sheets to try and ground himself. It doesn't help when your hand slips into his hair and his eyes close for a minute as he gulps.
He can't believe this is fucking real. You playing with his curls as he just sits there, melting into your touch.
"Ethan.." You repeat his name a little louder.
"Can't believe this is actually happening," He blurts out as his eyes trail back down to your lips. You smile at how much you're affecting him, just by placing a hand in his hair.
You take the hint and lean closer to the man, giving him time to pull back. Your face was red at this point. Ethan scoots closer to you as his eyes flutter shut, his lips just barely brushing yours before kissing you softly.
At first it was a gentle kiss, your hand tightening in his hair at the nape of his neck, but you both need more. You both were so desperate.
Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you tilt your head to kiss him deeper. His rounded glasses bump slightly against your skin as Ethan just whines. He seems to like to do that a lot.
His warm and soft hand meets your cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth. He starts to move to hover over you and you let him as you lean back against the fluffy pillows.
He doesn't break the kiss as he now has one arm on either side of you, slotting a leg between your thighs.
"Is– is this okay? I didn't even.. didn't even know you liked me like that until now," He stutters, out of breath from kissing you. His lips were red and the slightest bit swollen.
"Even with the whole group teasing us?" You tease him with a smile and gulp as you buck your hips against his leg just barely.
"I'm a dumbass." He whimpers out, just the feeling of you using his leg like that makes the tent in his pants grow even larger.
Before you know it, Ethan is between your legs and eating you out like he's been starved for months.
You try to keep quiet and place a hand over your mouth to cover the moans he was pulling out of you, but he grabs your hand and pulls it away.
"Ethan– they're, gonna fuckin' hear," You say, breathless from his mouth on you, his arms placing your legs over his shoulders so you couldn't squirm away.
Oh, fuck.
Your hand is in his hair, just tugging and pulling, and when you do, he whimpers like he's the one being pleasured. You also don't miss how he's bucking his hips against the bed.
His glasses were fogging up from the heat, his tongue hitting every spot he could and then grazing just over your clit.
You lost it.
And suddenly it didn't matter who else was in the house.
Ethan's gaze never leaves you as you squirm around from the pleasure, his arms tightening his grip on your thighs so you couldn't go anywhere.
His tongue was relentless on your pussy, licking at every spot that made you moan out his name. He pulls himself closer to you, if that's even possible, and you look down at Ethan's face.
His eyes were glazed over and teary, like he was lost in you. His hair was going every way it could, most likely your fault from your hands gripping his brown locks tightly. Ethan enjoyed it though.
"Ethan– gonna come soon, fuck," You breathe out as your head falls back against the soft pillows.
"I wanna see you, please, please–" Ethan begs, his mouth leaving your wetness for a moment to speak as a trail of spit still connects him.
You do as he says as your face heats up, your breathing getting faster. You start to squirm more but Ethan doesn't let up. In fact, he goes even quicker, holding you tightly against him.
You come a second later, your grip in his hair tightening as your nails scratch against his scalp. Your moans blend together with his as your back arches from the pleasure. You were seeing stars.
You come down from your high and find Ethan resting his head on your thigh, your wetness smeared all over his chin.
"Was that good? Did I– did I do okay?" Ethan asks and hovers over you once again so you're face to face.
"Fuck yeah," You say, your voice raspy from all the moaning you did. Ethan's face turns even more red and he hides in the crook of your neck with a smile.
You chuckle and place a hand in his hair to pull him back up, "Don't hide, Eth. You did so good for me," You say, testing your theory of if he likes praise or not.
He whimpers.
Mission accomplished.
"Yeah? Do you like when I praise you?" You ask with a smile, your lips just inches away.
You can feel his hardness against your leg and your hands trail down to the waistband of his pajama pants, but you feel something in the pocket.
"What's this?" You ask with a smirk and he tries to protest but you pull it out. It was a condom.
"Oh my god, did you plan this?" You say in-between giggles. Ethan's brain was lagging and his cheeks turn pink.
"N– no! No! Fuckin' Eddie was– was talking to me and then just gave me this. He's an actual idiot," He explains and shakes his head.
"Well, I guess it came in handy this time." You shrug and open the wrapper. Ethan can't believe this is fucking real.
"Y– yeah?" He stutters and gulps, his adam's apple bobbing. His hands reach to pull his pants and boxers off as you open the condom.
"Mhm. If that's okay with you..?" You ask and Ethan's hands go to your hips, then down to your thighs to open you up more.
"I've wanted this for so long, of course it's okay," He admits and leans down to kiss you softly, you tasting yourself on his tongue.
You put the condom on him and he just sits there, trying to keep his moans in. He was leaking, a lot.
"You're so cute," You compliment him as your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer until you feel him about to enter you.
He slowly thrusts inside you, you both letting out moans as his grip tightens on your hips.
"O– Oh, shit," Ethan breathes out, moving into you until he's fully inside. Ethan was losing it. He was buried to the hilt, your warm wet walls around him fluttering every time he moved.
“M’ not gonna fuckin’ last long–“ His breath quickens and he starts to thrust at a good pace after you tell him to move, moans spilling from both of your throats. You couldn’t keep it in any longer, no longer caring who heard.
“S’ okay, i’m not gonna– oh! Either–“ You curse out as he hits that certain gummy spot inside you and your back arches.
Ethan’s pace quickens and he lets out whimpers, his head falling in the crook of your neck. Even though he was on top, he was still so submissive.
“No, wanna see you, baby,” You mutter between moans, one of your hands grabbing his hair and pulling him up to face you.
His eyes were tearing up, his pretty lips were swollen and open while spilling out moans. He gulps as his face turns red, speeding up even more.
Him constantly hitting that spot inside you and listening to his whimpers sent you over the edge, you still being sensitive from him eating you out.
Your hands tighten in his hair as you throb around his cock, his soft hand reaching down to rub your clit.
Your back arches even further, if that’s possible, and you let out a loud moan of his name and that’s when he comes.
You’re both coming with loud sounds as your come starts spilling out of you. Ethan’s eyes roll back as he collapses on top of you with his head in the crook of your neck again. This time you don’t stop him.
The warmth of him made you giggle as you come down from your second orgasm of the night. Your arms wrap around him as he whimpers into your neck. He was still inside you.
“Did so fuckin’ good, jeez,” You breathe out as your head lies back against the pillows, your body sore.
“Hey, keep it the fuck down! We’re happy you two finally got together but don’t let us all hear, damn,” Eddie knocks on the door and you can tell he’s smiling.
Ethan’s head turns towards the closed door, “Shut the hell up! Go away!” He yells at him and you can hear Eddie go to his room, shutting the door.
You both laugh and you pull him in for a soft kiss, you both smiling against one another. You then pull back, planting kisses all over his face and under his jaw.
“Wanna– wanna go again?” Ethan shaky voice asks, you smirking at him.
Mootie.. this mayb random but, update (nobody ever asked for) on me turning that pic of max into a custom photocard: I looked for it on e-commerce and turns out almost all these sellers require me to place a minimum, 20 piece order on a single purchase... So instead of max only, I'm finna turn all of these baflams into photocards..😼
The thing is.. I'm trying to gather the material and (obv) with 1080p quality, I'm gonna rewatch and screenshot Max's fnaf vlog...which... I physically can't handle how Max looks like in this video😭😭😭😭 brah I be ovulating... Oh btw.. and may I know what video you got your pfp from? sorry for the buncha yap, love your fics homie❤️🩹
HI MOOTIE!!! I found the pic on Pinterest and just edited it with some overlays! Below is the original and the edited version <3
sorry for answering so late i didn’t get the notification 💔
also fic update - it’s taking longer because i’m lowkey stuck at this one part 😭 im so sorry yall i also have like 13 requests i need to do so…
Coming out of hibernation to say that there are so many fans creating their own boundaries for these youtubers who do not even fucking know them. Yall gotta chill with that like fr they never said anythingggg like that 😭😭
ok so I know damn well I have NOT posted in a hot minute but I wanted to show this edit🥹👀 (I have stuff in my notes I’m going to post I just need to get the separate dividers n stuff…)
this vampire max edit IS based off on @zzombiebites vampire max head cannons so yes!
Hellloooooooo- I saw saw a trope on TikTok and thought it would be a good request?? All off your other work is just amazing!
Basically- it’s max x fem reader and they’ve been bestfriends for years. It’s the vidcon trip and they have to share a room but with separate beds. In the night, there’s a storm and it makes the reader have a nightmare and max gets into the bed with her to comfort her and helps her fall back to sleep.
Maybe he calls her baby and it comforts her- he’s just super sweet and she clings onto him? Maybe a love confession. Idk just an idea, dw if not :))))
— Thunderstorm comforts , Max (3fs)
summary: Max finds you shaken up from the thunderstorm going on and he comforts you, leading up to feelings being confessed.
warnings: kissing, cuddling, thunder storms, lightning, loud noises, nightmares, pet names, love confession
word count: 1.1k
a/n: omfg i’m so sorry if this is butt but i’m finally back 🥹
Vidcon was a huge deal to YouTubers, especially smaller ones like you, Max, and his friends. So when Max invited you to go to Vidcon with you and his friends, you were shocked.
You obviously accepted.
You flew with him and met all of his friends. You knew a few of them from the times you've played games with them, but everyone was super excited to meet you since Max won't stop talking about you.
You arrived at the house and Ethan greeted you and Max at the front with a hug. The airbnb was this huge mansion with multiple floors, a pool, a gaming room, a large kitchen, etc. It was perfect.
Except when Whitt told you that they booked a house with ten rooms instead of eleven, your heart sank to your stomach.
Max immediately volunteered to share rooms with you. He knows you best after all, and it's not like you haven't shared rooms before. And there were separate beds!
As you unpack, Max tries to convince you to let him sleep on the couch or the floor so you can have your own room.
Yeah, that wasn't happening.
"Max Burnett, stop," You let out a giggle as you stop moving the bag of toiletries to the shared bathroom, "We can sleep in the same room. I've known you for years. And i'd much rather sleep in here with you instead of the other boys."
"I– yeah. That makes sense." He nods and struts over to you to help unpack your bathroom items. Max was already done with his things. After all, he was a boy and didn't bring many belongings with him.
"Only condition is I get the bed near the window," You say with a smile and turn towards him.
"Yes. ma'am."
Thunder booms loudly as rain pours down, pounding on the roof. It was now late at night, probably around two in the morning. It randomly had started to rain, slowly turning into a thunderstorm after everyone went to bed.
You absolutely despised thunderstorms.
They were too loud, too random and the thunder jumpscared you often. You couldn't really explain it that much, but you hated them nonetheless.
Max is lying in the bed near you and snoring softly as he faces the other way. You're just curled up in a ball on your side as you grab the covers, jumping as lighting strikes, illuminating the room for a moment.
After a while of just listening to the rain patting on the rooftop, you fall asleep.
In your dream, you're in a dark forest, surrounded by trees and on a mountain. You can feel the rain soaking your pajamas as you walk up the hill, the thunder startling you.
Lightning strikes, illuminating the path in front of you and you see Max at the end of the trail.
You pick up the pace as the storm grows, the wind picking up and blowing your hair all around. The thunder is scaring you and so is the lightning, it striking awfully close to you, but you continue on, for Max.
As soon as you make it to the end, the loudest thunder yet hits, lightning then striking down on top of you and Max, white flooding your vision.
You wake up in a cold sweat, grasping at your heart through your shirt. You immediately glance over at Max safe and sound in his bed.
You sigh and lie back down, rubbing your eyes as you try to calm down. Nightmares and one of your biggest fears combined sucked.
You don't seem to notice Max stirring awake in his bed.
"Hey, you okay over there?" Max says groggily, still waking up as he rubs his eyes. He shifts to face you all curled up.
"Mhm, totally fine–" You're cut off by a loud strike of lighting, you jumping and letting out a yelp at the noise.
"Shoot," Max mutters under his breath. He stands up, wobbling slightly before sitting next to you in your bed.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, c'mere baby," He whispers as his arms wrap around you, pulling you into his chest. You can hear his heart beating, giving you something else to focus on other than the storm. You ignore him calling you baby for now.
Your arms hold him tightly as you bury your face into the fabric of his shirt. One of his hands tangles into your hair, stroking it softly as his other hand pats a rhythm on your back.
Your hands grip his shirt as another strike of lightning hits. You both lie there together and Max holds onto you, not letting go once.
The storm starts to calm down and you adjust yourself to sit against the headboard, Max's warmth and arms leaving you.
"Thanks.. I– sorry. That was a little embarrassing," You mutter as you pull the blankets over you and Max.
"It wasn't embarrassing. I'm still scared of the dark, y'know." Max says as he grins over at you.
You smile back as you play with the bracelets on your wrist, "Still. Also, how did you know I was scared of thunderstorms?"
"I mean, you were jumping and yelling at the loud noises–"
"I was not screaming!"
"Mhm, and i'm not a youtuber." Max teases and you push his shoulder jokingly as he laughs.
"You told me a few years back that you hated thunderstorms." Max states, blushing as you look over at the man.
"You– you actually remembered that?" You stutter as you turn your body towards Max, completely focused on him now. You couldn't believe he remembered such a small detail about you.
"Of course I did. I remember everything you tell me." His voice softens as his eyes roam your flushed face.
"Yeah? Even the stupid things?" You smile as you instinctively scoot closer to him. The thunder booms once again, but this time you grab Max's hand.
Max immediately holds your hand back, rubbing his thumb back and forth.
"Especially the stupid things." He whispers as his eyes trail down to your lips for a moment and then he nervously glances around the room. He was thinking about something, you could just tell by his scrunched up expression.
"Max," You mutter once with no response from him, "Max." You say again, this time his head shooting back towards you.
"Frick.." He whispers your name, his eyes finding yours as he completely unravels. "I've wanted you for so long. I’ve– i’ve liked you ever since I first met you. I remember– no, treasure everything you tell me, everything."
You're shocked that Max just confessed, but you're also relieved. Max begins to speak again but you cut him off with your lips meeting his, Max letting out a noise.
His grip on your hand tightens, his other hand cupping the side of your face as he leans into the kiss.
After a few moments of making out, you pull back, your lips both swollen and red. Max has a huge grin on his face.
"I had to shut you up somehow." You say and place your hand in his messy brown hair, playing with the soft strands.
hey y’all! about your guys requests, it might take me a bit longer than usual due to finals (and since i’m on homebound I procrastinated until the last second and now I have 4 whole classes due in 4 days.. pray for me bro)
also I have this weird arm thing where I have bumps and it’s super red so it hurts to move it or even just write on my phone 😭
TRUST I will finish y’alls requests it just might be a bit thank you guys :))
