rooster teeth reader insert fics

A/N: What’s this? RJ?? Filling out a prompt from the list they asked for in JANUARY??? I know. I’m sorry. I’m trying! But as you’re about to see, sometimes they just get away from me, lol. Shoutout to @christopherdemarais for this prompt!! I had a lot of fun with it!!! (also guess which character was based off someone in my actual childhood lmao)

Ship: Tyler Coe x Reader

Word count: 8364

Summary: You’ve always led a life of monotony, until someone new shakes things up.

Hey guys! I promise I haven’t forgotten about this blog or writing but I’m moving cross country (halfway across, technically?) for a new job! It’s just…very stressful and expensive (no one tells you how much it takes to ship a car and like…yikes) and I just need to focus on that before I worry about anything else.

Pairing: Trevor Collins/Reader Warnings: Adult language W/C: 1,820 Part One // Part Two

Pairing: Trevor Collins x Reader

Word Count: 2,391

Description: You find yourself alone on Valentine’s Day, working after hours on editing with nothing better to do. That is, until a certain someone walks in. (This was a commission for @trevc0, thank you so much!!)

Warnings: None!

It is… somewhat disheartening to see all your coworkers leaving the office, either with their loved one, with gifts from/for a loved one, or with plans to see their loved one when they get home. Meanwhile, you’re just staying after to catch up on some editing, seeing as you had the time for it. No partner means no plans so, it’s not like you have anything better to do. Work’s better than staying in, watching netflix, and thinking about how nice it’d be to be with someone tonight.

That doesn’t stop those thoughts from lingering in your subconscious.

With a deep breath, you try to keep you entire focus on your work. Balancing the audio levels of six microphones, finding the best footage to switch to at different points in the video, it’s at least an easy thing to get fully absorbed in.

So it startles you when you feel a tap on your shoulder, and you look up to see Trevor standing behind your chair, shooting you a smile as you take your headphones off. “Hey, (y/n), is there, uh, a reason you’re still here? Office hours ended like, ehh two hours ago.” You check your phone to see that it is, in fact, seven o’clock, and it surprises you how fast the time went by. (It’s not surprising, however, when you see your only notifications are from Twitter and Tumblr.)

“I just stopped by to grab my jacket, wound up leaving it since the weather was so nice, and then I saw the light was on and… there you were, editin’ away.”

You laugh under your breath, shaking your head slightly before replying, “I dunno, figured I could get some work done since I have no plans; plus, you dorks aren’t here to interrupt with your ‘shenanigans’ so…” You shoot him a grin, and he rolls his eyes.

“Wow, you walk in on flinchless kickie doo one time—”

Name: Voulez-Vous

Pairing:  Michael Jones x Reader

Word Count: 617

A/N: And we’re back for day 5 4! Everyone good, everyone hyped? I hope the answer to both of those is yes! I also hope everyone has been enjoying this semi constant stream of content! Lately I’ve been getting some.. negative feedback via anons so it’s been a little hard to keep going with ABBA Week but I’m going to keep trying. But anyways! Time for fic! Hope you enjoy!

He moved through the crowd like he did this all the time. Who knew, maybe he did. You never did this so how would you know? You took a long sip of your fruity cocktail. The loud music of the so-called nerd club (looked like a pretty traditional club to you) started to get to you and your head started to spin. Or maybe it was the alcohol. Either way, maybe it was time for you to go.

Pairing: Trevor Collins/Reader Warnings: Adult language W/C: 1,739 Part One

Pairing: Miles Luna x F!Reader Word Count: 5,859 Summary: When a pair of confused young girls and their even more clueless father could use some help in a department store, you are more than happy to help. What you don’t realize right away as you part ways with the little Luna family is that all three of them are walking out of the store and straight into your heart.

Name: Man After Midnight 

Pairing:  Michael Jones x Reader

Word Count: 1886

A/N: Thank you SO much to the wonderful, understanding, and amazing @chefgeofframsay for commissioning this from me and giving me permission to post it here! I hope it lives up to the hype and I hope Michael isn’t horrifically out of character! Sorry for the super long wait too! <3

“You should go.” Michael ‘Mogar’ Jones looked up from the flute of champagne he was about to drink from. What the fuck? He looked around but all the women present were laughing, not urgently whispering to him. Looking back down, he raised the cups to his lip. “Leave. All of you should go now.” He looked to his left and then his right. No one was close enough to have given him a warning like that, much less whispered in his ear. “Don’t drink any more. Just leave.” Okay, clearly the booze was starting to get to him and he went to set down the champagne but caught Geoff’s eyes. The leader of the infamous Fake AH gang subtly shook his head while smiling at the girl trying to sit on his lap. They needed this deal, he’d made that extremely clear to Michael and the other guys in the gang before they arrived but… “You’ll regret this.” That fucking voice. Without another thought towards the stupid annoying voice in his head, Michael grabbed the champagne flute and drank. Who the fuck had a bad time with champagne after all?