#adapt

#tom wants that married life with mary 😭 The Other Bennet Sister (2026) | Episode 8

reader = pink

alex = red

gilbert = orange

adapt x reader - kept on tape / smut

warnings: smut, filming during sex, praise kink, soft dom!alex, possessive language, pet names, & almost getting caught.

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adapts guest house was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the faint freeway noise outside. alex had been hinting at it for weeks, always bringing it up in that soft, careful way he did when he really wanted something.

“i want to film us,” he said one night, lying next to you in bed, fingers tracing slow circles on your bare hip. “just for us. no one else ever sees it. i just… i want to be able to watch you later. watch how pretty you look when you’re taking me. the faces you make when you cum. i want to keep that.”

you were nervous, but the way he asked, gentle, honest, eyes dark with want. which made it hard to say no.

“only if it stays between us,” you whispered. “promise?”

“i promise,” he said, kissing you slow and deep. “i already bought another camera. it’ll be safe.”

that was how you ended up in his bed with the camera set up on the dresser, red light blinking steadily.

alex was on top of you, moving slow and deep, one hand cradling the back of your head while the other gripped your thigh.

“look at the camera, baby,” he murmured, voice rough as he thrust into you. “let it see how good you look when i’m inside you.”

you tried to turn your face away at first, shy, but he gently turned your chin back.

“don’t hide,” he whispered, kissing you softly even as his hips kept rolling. “i want to watch this later and remember exactly how you sound when you cum for me.”

you moaned into his mouth, legs wrapping tighter around him as he fucked you deeper, the camera catching every gasp, every whimper, every time your back arched off the bed.

he made sure to talk you through it the whole time, low and intimate.

“that’s it… so fucking pretty. taking my cock so well. you feel so good, baby. so tight and warm.”

he kissed down your neck, then back up to your lips, still thrusting deep and steady.

“look at you,” he breathed against your mouth. “so wet for me. you love this, don’t you? love knowing the camera’s watching while i fuck you.”

you whimpered, nodding, nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure built fast.

“alex—i’m close—”

“good girl,” he groaned, picking up the pace just a little, hips snapping harder. “cum for me. let the camera see how pretty you look when you cum on my dick.”

you came hard, crying out his name, back arching as your walls clenched tight around him. alex followed right after, burying himself deep with a low, broken groan, spilling inside you while the camera kept recording every second.

after, he turned it off, kissed you slow and sweet, and held you close.

“you were perfect,” he whispered against your lips.

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the next day alex was getting ready to stream.

gilbert walked in and started setting up like usual. he reached for the small camera on the shelf, the one that looked exactly like the streaming camera. he picked it up, already adjusting the angle.

alex’s eyes widened the second he saw which one gilbert had grabbed.

“not that one,” he said quickly, voice sharper than normal.

gilbert paused, confused, holding the camera in his hands.

“why? this is the one we always use.”

alex stepped forward and gently took the camera from gilbert’s hands, setting it back on the shelf. he reached for the correct streaming camera instead and handed it over.

“uh no… use this one,” he said, trying to sound casual but failing. his ears were turning red.

gilbert stared at him for a second, then at the other camera still sitting on the shelf. he opened his mouth like he was about to ask why there were two identical cameras, then closed it again.

he didn’t even want to know.

“whatever you say, dude,” gilbert muttered, shaking his head with a breathy laugh as he started setting up the right camera. “i’m not asking questions.”

alex rubbed the back of his neck, clearly relieved.

“good. thanks.”

gilbert just sighed and kept working, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.

some things were better left unknown.

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short but good

hopefully… 😅

Fluff!!

Pairing: Faze Adapt x Streamer! Reader

Summary: You and Adapt bond over your shared interest in collecting figures while your at Camp Peak.

WC: Around 1k

A/N: There should be nothing to have a warning about but if so let me know! This is my first time posting a fic and I admit this is a bit shit.

Credits: Pinterest for photos and @diviniyae for dividers!

Even though you were eternally grateful for QT inviting you to Camp Peak, you were admittedly a bit wary for the coming weekend.

Largely due to some of the fellow streamers who were going to be there.

More specifically, the Faze Boys.

Some of their clips would occasionally pop up on your TikTok for you page. The loud and chaotic nature of their streams put you off a bit, and not to mention their fanbase. Most of their clips consisted of them partying or yelling at each-other while gaming.

You had seen some Adapt clips of him either with a bunch of girls or drinking. You would scoff when the clips would come up, but admittedly you found him very attractive. He was fit and beautifully covered in tattoos. Though his eyes were dark, they were kind and he had a dorky smile.

“Douchebag”, you muttered to yourself as you stalked his instagram for the hundredth time.

However, during these past couple days, you’ve grown to really enjoy his company. You couldn’t say the same for Jason.

Alex was pretty chill off stream, he spoke softly and liked to make conversation with everyone. His genuine interest in learning new things and making new friends was kind of cute to you. It sort of changed the whole ‘douche bag’ image you had of him.

The two of you got to know each other during the first challenge, in which the both of you were in the same team. After that, small chit chats between the two of you were common. Though you both streamed very different things, the two of you surprisingly shared a lot in common.

During one of your conversations, you learned that you both enjoyed collecting things. Granted he liked DC comic figurines with weapons and blood, while you liked Calico Critters and cute trinkets. He sat next to you at the dining table as you ate breakfast. He had his phone out, showing you various figurines.

“Who is that?” you asked with raised eyebrows at the gorey figure before you.

“It’s The Batman Who Laughs, he’s one of my favourites. He’s from a comic where batman became evil from the Joker toxin,” he explained as you nodded along as if you had any clue on what he was on about. Not wanting the conversation to end, you opened your camera roll to find a picture of your collection to show him. You decided to show him a picture of your collection setup, complete with a bunch of cutely dressed animal figures with pink castles and baby blue cottages.

“These are my Calico Critters,” you said as you handed your phone to him. His eyebrows rose in curiosity and a bit of confusion.

“Oh my god, you have so many,” he said with a chuckle. You ears go red with embarrassment and you felt your face get warm. He switched his glance from your phone to you, noticing the change in your features. “They are low-key tough though. I bet you spent a lot of money on them,” he continued quickly as to not make you feel embarrassed. You nodded sheepishly and smiled. “I hope one day I can have as big of a collection, these DC figures cost a check though,” he continued with a dorky smile.

Conversations with him came so easy. He was nothing like the persona he gave off on stream. He was genuine, caring, and a bit nerdy. You both found each other waking up a bit earlier to have more time to chat before the morning chaos before stream. Or at night, you would spend time at the kitchen island talking about random topics. Sometimes Arky or Blair would join.

But at the end, it was always you two.

It was the last day before everyone would fly back home. Blair had took you all to a nearby amusement park.

You, Blair, and Lily went on nearly all of the rides, your ear drums nearly ruptured from QT’s screams. You were having a blast and loved hanging out with them, nevertheless, you couldn’t help but miss Alex’s company. He had run off with Jason, Arky, and Ludwig earlier.

You saw him once while you were in line for a rollercoaster, Jason clutching him and screaming while the coaster dropped down.

After a while, everyone started to pack up. Some people decided to head to the shop next to the park for a bit. You were too pooped from the roller coasters, so you along with a few others headed to the vans early.

After a while, everyone else got on the van and you all set off back to the cabins. Your tired eyes looked out the window, looking at the beautiful landscape all around you. You were so thankful for this trip and opportunity. Leaning your head against the glass you began to fall asleep, silently praying you wouldn’t snore.

Though you didn’t snore, someone did notice you sleeping. Adapt was in the seat behind you. He smiled softly as he played with the little paper bag in his hand.

After you all got back to the cabins, in your tired state you still managed to talk to others for a bit. You were mostly saying goodbyes incase you didn’t see them in the morning. You couldn’t find Adapt anywhere though, which made you frown.

Around midnight, everyone who was still awake began heading upstairs to their rooms. You stumbled upstairs to your room, so tired all you wanted to do was fall into your bed and sleep. However, infront of your door you saw a little brown baggie. You picked it up and opened it.

Inside was a note and another little bag. The note read,

‘Saw this in the store and thought of you. Glad we got to meet and get to know each-other.

-Alex’

You smiled softly and felt your stomach do mini somersaults. You turned your attention to the other small bag. Your smile only grew as you felt the colourful plastic bag in your hand. It was a Calico Critters blind bag.

‘What a dork,’ you thought to yourself as your heart swelled. Opening the blind bag, you ended up with a little brown otter wearing a sailor outfit. So cute, you thought to yourself.

You were still smiling as you got ready for bed and put the little otter into your carry on. While moving the otter you noticed there was something written on the back of the note.

Holding it closer, it read,

‘I liked talking to you, and would love if we continued:)’ alongside his phone number.