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⚠️Warnings⚠️: car ride, exhaustion, sex, pillow talk, and cussing. If there is anything I miss, please let me know! Y/N's Perspective

The quiet music played in the background of the car as Ethan slept in the passenger seat. He was exhausted. We had just finished filming a night shoot for Unus Annus, before that Mark and him had been fucking around trying new ideas for content. He fell asleep about five minutes into the car ride home and he looked so peaceful, I wanted to stare at him and cuddle up next to him, but we had to get home one way or another.

Ethan had awoken when we hit the small bump of our driveway, he turned his head a little and his eyes slowly opened. He turned and saw me pulling the car into the garage and smiled, I pulled forward, making sure not to hit Kathryn's car, when I felt Ethan lay his head on my right arm. I turned and looked at him and just giggled and how cuddly and adorable he was being. I saw his smile and said, "good evening, sleepy head", he laughed and cuddled even closer to me. I laid my head on him, then pecked his forehead and grabbed my phone and wallet to get out of the car.

We made our way into the house quietly, making sure not to wake Kathryn (lord knows if she is even sleeping). Ethan and I walked to our room and immediately started to remove our clothes for bed. He, of course, took his shirt off first.

"You know, love. I'm not too tired yet" I said to Ethan, with only my shirt and panties on.

"And what would you like me to do about that?" He asked as I pushed my finger onto his chest.

"How about you come over here and make me so tired I can't walk?" I purred to him as I started to walk backwards to our bed.

He sauntered over and put his hands on my hips, pulling our bodies close, his breath warming my lips and his eyes starring into mine. He looked down to my lips and I said a quiet, "do it" and he abruptly leaned in and kissed me. He pulled roughly pulled my hips even closer to his, making his boner rub against my thigh. I pulled away from the kiss and started to lean back on the bed and took him with me.

I moved back on the bed and laid my head on the pillows, he crawled up to me and stole another kiss before going down to my neck. His breath played on my throat, making chills go up my spine, he started to lightly kiss and then full on suck on the side of my neck. My hands lightly trailing his back, my nails just giving the smallest touches. He then trailed his kissed down to my waist, then pulling my shirt off of my torso, he kissed each of of my breast before pulling my bra off.

He kissed and sucked each of my nipples, making my thoughts go a little hazy. After he finished with my breasts he started to kiss even lower; going to my underwear. He pulled them off with one finger , and tossed them off the bed. He rubbed my thighs and lightly mouthed over them, my hands went to his hair and tugged. He groaned and I felt the vibrations against the insides of my thighs, I pulled him up to look at him I smiled and said "please, don't tease, just get up here and fuck me", he crawled up and gave me a sloppy kiss.

My hands reached down and started to pull off his belt, he pulled his pants off and pushed them to the foot of the bed. I bent my knees and he settled his hips between mine, he looked up at me for permission and I smiled and gave him a kiss. He pushed himself in me and I scratched up his back, he kissed my neck and smiled as I whined out.

He started to push in out of me faster, my hands reached up to his hair and tugged on it a bit, his groans flowed out more as I pulled his lovely brown locks. He mouthed over my neck as we got sloppier the closer we got to ur climaxes. I looked up at him with hooded eyes as he fucked me, letting, what he calls, "precious" moans leave my mouth.

"God, you look so good under me" he moaned as he quickened his pace. It becoming harder and harder to keep my eyes open as I reached for my climax. I dragged my hand down to rub on my clit, the circular motions causing me to moan more. As soon as Ethan realized what was happening, he let out a quiet growl and replaced my hand with his thumb, this action only causing more pleasure.

As soon as the words, "want to make you cum", left his lips, my thighs started shaking, my whole body becoming overwhelmed. "Holy fuck", left my lips as Ethan started to groan into my ear. After hard thrusts that left my body shaking, my body had reached a point of peaking. My eyes closed, nose scrunched, thighs shook, and moans rolled out of my mouth as Ethan continues to mercilessly thrust into me. "You're so hot when you cum, oh god" Ethan moaned.

As my orgasm shot through my body, Ethan's groans and moans became louder, his hips started shaking sporadically, and his thrusts became uneven. "Are you gonna cum?" I purred, Ethan only continued until I heard a final loud groan as he came inside me, making me feel even more pleasure.

After our orgasms, Ethan rested on top of me, not bothering to pull out just yet. I tangled my hands in his hair and gently ran my nails against his skull, massaging him to calm him down. Our heavy breaths mixed as we laid together, after a few moments, Ethan lifted himself to kiss me. It was gentle, slow, and loving, our breaths still uneven as we tried to hold each other.

After relaxing a little bit, Ethan had rolled over so we could cuddle differently. He laid on his back and I rested my head on his chest, he had his arm wrapped around me holding me safe and secure to him. He kissed my forehead and we sat silent and calm, just enjoying the after sex reality.

Even though the room smelled of sweat, cum, and sex, and we looked like we just got ran over, it was still a beautiful place to be. "God, you're so beautiful" Ethan said as he starred at me, I looked up and him and playfully swatted his chest saying, "oh shut up, you meanie".

"You weren't saying that a few minutes ago" he grumbled out under his breath.

I, again, swatted his chest even harder, "Mr Nestor! You do not talk to a woman like that! Especially a woman who just gave you an orgasm" I whisper yelled.

"To be fair, I did most of the heavy lifting of all of that" he said with a smirk.

"Did I say I was complaining? Getting to sit back and get dicked down isn't something I will ever complain about" I responded with sass.

"God, you're lucky I love you" he said as he leaned down to hopefully capture my lips.

gender neutral

era: current...???

warning: mark being a little suggestive, i don’t like there’s swears but maybe, ethan being fluff

“Hey, babe?” Ethan called out into the small, but cozy, house. All he got was a weird noise, maybe a snort, coming from the living room. He walked into the room to see Y/N laughing at Spencer as he was rolling around on the carpet. They looked at Ethan when they a chuckle.

“Hi Eef!” Y/N had jumped up from the floor and hugged the brunette. Ethan giggles and embraced them.

“Me and Mark are starting a live stream, do you want to join?” As a response, Y/N ran into the kitchen, grabbing as many snacks as they could carry.

“Are you coming?” Y/N called back at Ethan who was standing, shaking his head at his partner with a smile on his face.

“Yup!” He jogged towards his little ‘gaming room’ where he has his PC set up.

“Dude, where were you- OH HI Y/N!!” Mark waved and smiled at the giggling person walking into the room. Y/N waved back and hugged the camera as Mark was at his own house.

“I was getting asking Y/N if they wanted to join.” Ethan pulled a chair out for Y/N and the chat exploded with comments about it.

“Ethan! Look! They loves you.” Mark made a dreaming look on his face, poking fun at the couple.

“I know they love Ethan, but they like me so much more.” Y/N replied sassily. The three of them laughed at the little joke while the chat agreed with them.

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After a while of playing Phasmaphobia together, Y/N had quit to watch the two man-children scream at the small scares on the screen.

“NO NO! ETHAN, SHE KILLED ME!!” Mark screamed as the ghost had covered his screen with her hands. Both Ethan and Y/N had laughed at his behaviour. “Hey! That’s not nice.”

“Well, your not nice!” Y/N poked their tongue out at the man. Ethan laughed again and laid his head on their shoulder.

“Ew! Stop making love in front of these poor children!” Mark screamed, once again, and covered his eyes jokingly. Ethan was red in the face and Y/N was making suggestive faces towards the camera.

Prompt: Ethan has one too many drinks at Mark’s New Year’s party and decides to turn to you for help.

Warnings: none there’s like one swear word though

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It is considered a right of passage on New Year’s when a person is over 21 to go get insanely intoxicated and most likely pass out with a box of pizza in your best friend’s living room. And that’s exactly what Ethan did.

It was in the early hours of the 1st that you got a loud rapping at your apartment door. Bleary-eyed and slightly annoyed, you stumbled sleepily to the source of the sound, guessing that it was the cops come to tell you that Ethan had done something to bring him to a new level of stupid. Either that, or he was dead. Based on your guesses, you weren’t at all surprised to find the man of the hour, half asleep and slumped against the door frame. You scoffed and sighed at the dopey smile he gave you as you opened the door.

“Hi.” He hiccuped and gave you that adorable face that had melted your heart one too many times. “Can I stay at your place?”

You rubbed the bridge of your nose. “Ethan, it’s two in the morning and that face won’t get you anywhere this time. You need to go home.” You went to close your door, but Ethan shouldered his way between the doorway and you. “I’ll be quiet I promise,” he rubbed his face as he whispered. “Just get me some pizza.”

After about five minutes of some very sleepy banter, a compromise was met. If he paid for the pizza, you’d let him stay for the night.

He flopped down on your fluffy white bed. “I love you so much…” he sighed and dozed off.

You smirked but stayed quiet. There were times when he had told you the same thing, but meant it in a different way. A part of you felt the same way, with the other part shaking it off like a bad Taylor Swift song.

After ordering two large pizzas with Ethan’s card, you rubbed your eyes and went to get a glass of water. There would be no end to his complaining in the morning if his head felt like a bullet had just gone through it. You kicked his leg to shake him from his power nap and handed him the glass of water. “Never would have carded you as a sleepy drunk,” you teased.

Ethan snorted and rolled up to grab the cup. “There’s a lot of things *hic* that you don’t know me about,” he slurred. He drank as you sat down next to him. After a few gulps and a moment of pause, he said dreamily, “Is it bad if this still tastes like vodka?”

You laughed and stood up. “Alright, honey, lets get you to bed.” You tugged off his classic burgundy vans and swung his legs up onto the bed. His eyes practically rolled up into his head as he laid back. Before you flicked the lights off and bundled up in your downy comforter, you remembered how good Ethan had treated you when you came to him on your 21st birthday, the first time you had ever gotten drunk. He had snuck you into the house at 4 AM, giving you an oversized t-shirt and putting you to bed. You had woken up the next morning feeling like you had been run over by an 18-wheeler. Even if you thought he took your generosity for granted, you were guilty of it too.

From the depths of your covers came a loud snore. At the same time, the doorbell rang. Ethan yawned as you went to answer the door, laughing that this was the second time you had answered the door before 3 AM in the same day.

You practically snatched the two pizzas out of the delivery boy’s hands before hastily placing a $5.00 tip in his outstretched palm. Ethan was sitting up in your bed, ready and waiting for the warm box to be placed on his lap.

“Nope. You want it, you come eat on the couch.” You leaned against the kitchen counter and waited for the wails of complaint.

Ethan begrudgingly flung the covers off. He snatched his pizza box from your hands and mumbled a quick “I hate you”.

You smiled sweetly. “I’ll wait for the ‘just kidding’.”

He slid onto your couch and proceeded to snarf down his double pineapple pizza with an ugly look on his face. You bit into your supreme pizza and copied his facials.

After a few minutes of complete silence except for the sounds of chewing, you dusted your crumby hands on your pajama pants and turned to Ethan. His head kept drooping into his pineapple pizza.

“Ok, ya big baby, lets get you to bed.” You did your best to lug him up onto your queen size, taking off his jacket and tucking him in once again. Once he was knocked out, you turned off the overhead light and pulled the covers up and over your shoulder. His snores right behind your ear would try to keep you awake the whole night.

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The next morning was extremely uneventful, considering the pizza coma that you were both in. The only thing that got you out of bed was the way that Ethan had been cuddling you all night, not in a cute way, but like an oversized teddy bear. Not even you moving out of the bed woke him up. You grabbed a cold slice of pizza for a nutrition-filled breakfast, and started a quick brew of coffee. The morning was altogether peaceful, except for the small scream of pain that erupted from under you covers at 10 in the morning.

“Damn, you’re up before noon!” You sat down next to him and drank your coffee cheerily.

His brown mop poked out the top of the covers. “Could you not yell, please?” He spoke in a whisper.

“Nope,” you said a little louder. You started to go get more pizza, but a tender grab to your wrist made your mood soften slightly.

Sweet ^^ Ty for understanding. And sorry for the long wait, too!

favfightinfrenchfry Hi! Can I get prompts 1, 20, and 48? Could you do it with Ethan (Crankgameplays)? If theres any way to get those three together? You’re really talented, I just spent a while reading through your stuff! Thank you!

Prompts: #1 “That’s starting to get annoying”

               # 20 “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”

              # 48 “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”

A/N: Inspired by Ethan’s stream of when he built Ikea Furniture. Also not sure how I feel about this one so may come back later and edit up, who knows :P

You and Ethan had been together for around 2 years. Your relationship had been perfect so far, for a while Ethan had been thinking about getting his own place so he decided it was the perfect opportunity to take the next step and ask you to move into him. Of course you said yes and now Ethan and you were surrounded by boxes in your new appartment. Of course Ethan had insisted on getting Ikea furniture and that you help him build it. This was going to be fun.

“Right babe. Lets start with this shoe rack.” Ethan grabs one of the boxes next to him. “It’ll be a piece of cake!”

“This is us you’re talking about, 2 of the biggest goofs to have ever goofed.” You cuckle eyeing the instructions that Ethan had pulled out of the box. “How in the heavens is this supposed to assemble?” By now Ethan had all the pieces out and a screwdriver in hand. “You don’t expect us to build this with just a screwdriver?” Looking at Ethan he has a smug look on his face.

“You underestimate my power babe.” He sends you a cheek wink, grabbing the instructions off you so he could get started.

“Oh I really don’t because if you had a superpower it would be the power of disappointment.” You try to hold back your smile but seeing Ethan’s pretend hurt look made you burst into laughter.

“You’re so mean. Why do I even love you?”

"I have no idea." Smiling sweetly at Ethan as he sticks his tongue out at you. It took you and Ethan a good hour to build the shoe rack and that was on your 3rd attempt after arguing if he had put the poles in wrong. Which he had.

“Right I’m looking at the instructions for the next one!” you say grabbing them from the box, instantly regretting that choice seeing as it was a filing cabinet and probably the most complicated one.

“Come on then smart ass.” Ethan plafully shoves your shoulder with his and you just glare at him. As you were concentrating on how he hell this was gonna work you felt something wet jab you in your ear.

“What the fuck!” You pull away to see Ethan lying on the foor laughing. “Did you just give me a wet willy?” Ethan gave you a cheeky smile.

“Noooooo” he lied, placing his elbows on his knees and using his hands to cup his face innocently. Glaring at him once more you look back down to the instructions, your hair falling in front of your eyes slightly. Thats when you felt it, the same sensation as before.

“Ethan! I swear to God!” You threaten not looking up from the instructions but hearing him giggle in response, again you had the same sensation in your ear so you decide to just ignore him. Maybe if you did that he’d get bored eventually and stop.

“That’s starting to get annoying” You grumble stopping what you were doing looking at his cheeky smile after recieving yet another wet willy.

“But you’re not paying attention to me and you were mean to me.”

“I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies. Besides you were the one who wanted this furniture so you could help ya know.”

“I know but it’s hard!”

You look at Ethan with dead look in your eyes, did he really just say that. “Thats what she said.” You mutter and resume looking at the instructions.

“That’s you said last night babe.” Winking at you he smirked when he heard you gasp and saw your cheeks flush a deep shade of red.

 “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…” Looking up at him you see he’s moved closer to you, his face just a couple inches away from yours.

“But you love me all the same.”

“That I do.” You smile and pull him towards you by the neck of his tshirt for a kiss.

Prompts from this list.

Unknown pt1 So I started this story. It will only include texts etc. crankgameplays x reader

Thank you for reading ^^

Sure!

6. “You make every day worth living.”13. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”

“I-I’m so scared, [y/n]..I..I-I…I didn’t think they’d f-find me..oh God what if they caught me?!”

“Shh..it’s gonna be okay Mikey.” You hushed softly, calming stroking your boyfriend’s blue hair as he clung to you and cried into your shoulder. It was heartbreaking to see the usually happy and smiling ego so…sad and terrified.

Only a few minutes ago he was on your doorstep, a sweating, crying mess. He told you that some cops entered his shop to arrest him after an anonymous person gave them a tip. And so he ran all the way to your house, thankfully losing them, but he was still shaken up by the whole ordeal.

If there was anything that the ice cream seller feared most, it was going to jail and losing you. That’s why he was always on a constant run from the police, because he loved you far more than the products he sold, and the thought of not being able to see you or kiss you for months, or even years, scared him to death.

“N-No it’s not!” Mike sobbed. “I…I-I can’t go to jail..you..” He hiccuped, pulling away a bit to look at you, tears in his eyes and on his cheeks. “..y-you make every day worth living..and if..if I get t-taken away from you..then I don’t know what I’d-”

“But you won’t.” You promised him, cupping his face with your hands and wiping away the tears as they fell. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me. If the cops do swing by I have a hiding spot where you can stay until they’re gone. I’m a good liar…well, not to you of course. I’ll always tell you the truth, but you know what I mean.” A slight blush appeared on your face as you fumbled with your words.

“Y-Yeah..” He nodded with a sniffle, before he gave you a shaky smile and hugged you tight. “I love you so much, sugar..th-thank you for putting up with me..”