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Bill Hader X F Reader

Warnings: Language

Mentioned scene - Watch first if you’d like!!

Requested by: @writerastronaut

Y/N considered herself lucky to have the opportunity to work on Documentary Now as a writer. She had known Bill, Fred, and Seth since their SNL days, and she was so happy that they asked her to work on the show.

She had a huge crush on Bill, but she was too afraid to tell him how she felt. Instead, she decided to crack jokes and make fun of each other and their friends.

On the first day of filming ‘Sandy Passage’, Y/N walked onto set, looking for Bill. A PA pointed her in the direction of hair and makeup, and Y/N made her way there. When she approached the hair and makeup located, she saw Bill standing in front of full length mirror fixing his wardrobe. She let out a huge snort when she saw his outfit. He quickly turned around and saw her standing there.

“My, my, my, Bill. I must say that you’re a beautiful woman. This outfit really works on you. Those are some mice legs you got there.”

Y/N barely got her last sentence out without laughing. Bill had a look in his face, and Y/N shot him her award winning smile. He shook his head and laughed.

“If you think this is funny, wait till you see the first scene were filming. You’re gonna lose it.”

“Oh, now I’m excited. What scene is being shot first?”

“The scene were I dance right in front of the camera.”

“Today is gonna be a great day.”

Bill and Y/N continues to talk, and Seth and Fred watched them from a distance. They knew that Y/N and Bill had a thing for each other, but neither of them wanted to make the first move. They just watched as their friends tried to make their feelings seem invisible. The director called Bill and the others to the set, and they began filming the scene. Bill tripped a couple times on the steps making everyone laugh.

The director called cut on the scene, and Bill walked over to the wardrobe location to get into his next outfit. Y/N followed him, and they talked and laughed some more.

“Those were some good moves, Hader. This show is gonna be fucking amazing. I already know it.”

“Yeah, its gonna be great.”

“Well, I better go so you can change.”

Y/N turned to walk away, but she stopped when she felt Bill grab her wrist. She turned back to face him, and he had a nervous look on his face.

“Yeah, Bill?”

“Um...I was wondering if you would maybe like to go out with me sometime? Like not as friend, like an actual date.”

A shocked expression came to Y/N’s face, and Bill took it as a bad sign. He stepped back away from her and let out a nervous chuckle.

“You can say no if you want too. I would totally understand if you didn’t want to-“

“I’d love to go out with you, Bill.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah, I’ve actually had a crush on you for a while, but I was to afraid to say anything.”

“I’ve liked you for awhile too. How’s Friday night sound?”

“It’s perfect.”

Y/N leaned towards him and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. She heard someone yell for her, and she smiled at him.

“Well, I gotta go. Duty calls.”

Clark Honus X F Reader

Warnings: Langauge

Requested by: @writerastronaut

Y/N was totally in love with Clark. She loved how passionate he was for the BJC’s music, and she was happy that he loved her too. What she didn’t love so much was his anger issues.

Clark didn’t get angry very much, but when he did, he exploded. Y/N hated seeing him angry. She had to get in front on him to calm him down.

The band was in the studio, working on some new music, and everything was going great. Y/N was sitting outside the booth, listening to them sing and play. She loved how happy Clark looked at this moment.

They switched to a new song, and halfway through the song, Clark stood up and walked over to Gene. Y/N watched as they talked, then suddenly, Gene pushed Clark away from him. Y/N stood up and quickly made her way into the recording booth. Clark and Gene were yelling and pushing each other’s shoulders. Y/N slid in between them and pushed Clark backwards away from Gene. Clark was staring at Gene with any angry look on his face.

“Look at me, Clark. Hey, focus on me. Clark, look at me.”

Clark moves his gaze from Gene to Y/N. His expression softened, and he look back up at Gene. Y/N looked at both of them and stayed, standing between them.

“What happened?”

“Gene changed the words to the song I wrote, and he didn’t tell me.”

“Why should I have to tell you if I changed the words?”

“Because I wrote the fucking song!”

Clark attempted to get closer to Gene, but Y/N stood in his way. He looked down at her and saw nothing but love and concern in her eyes. He let out a sigh and placed his head in his hands.

“Why don’t you go take a walk, Clark? I’ll talk to Gene. Go get a coffee or a beer, okay?”

“Okay.”

With that, Clark turned and walked out of the recording booth. Y/N turned towards Gene and have him an irritated look.

“What?”

“You could have at least told him that you changed the words, Gene. He a normal person like you and me. All you have to is approach him and say ‘Hey, Clark. Let’s talk about that song you wrote. I think I have some ideas that will make it better than it already is.’ Does that seem like something you can do?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Okay, I’m gonna go find him and bring him back.”

Y/N turned and walked out of the recording booth. She walked through the studio looking for him, and he was nowhere to be found. She opened the main door that lead outside, and she saw Clark sitting on the steps drinking a beer. She sat down beside him and brushed against his shoulder, and she took his beer out of his hands and took a drink. She handed it back to him and rested her head on his shoulder.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Clark.”

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Y/N raised her head and looked at Clark. He look back at her with a serious look on his face.

“What?”

“I’m serious. If you wouldn’t have stopped me, I probably would have punched Gene. You’re so good for me. You’ve helped me through so much, and I’m glad that you’re mine.”

Clark cupped her cheeks and pulled her into sweet but passionate kiss. She kissed him back, and he moved his arms and wrapped them around her waist. Y/N tangled her fingers in his long hair as he deepened their kiss. When the need for air became too great, they both pulled away, and Clark rested his forehead against hers.

“I really do love you, you know.”

“I know and guess what? I love you too. Come on, let’s go back in. Gene is waiting for you.”

They stood up and walked back into the studio. Clark hugged Y/N before walking back into the recording booth. Y/N sat in her chair outside the recording booth and watched as Clark and Gene talked. She smiled to herself as she saw them smile and laugh.

Clark Honus X F Reader

Warnings: Mentions of smut, Language

Requested by: @designersophisticate

Y/N absolutely loved the Blue Jean Committee. Clark was her favorite person in the band. When she heard that they were having a show in a town close to her, she knew she had to buy a ticket.

The show was absolutely amazing. Y/N loved every minute of it. After the show was over, Y/N snuck pass the security guards to the backstage area because she really wanted to meet Clark. She saw some amp cases that had Clark’s initials on them, so she sat down on them and waited.

Clark was helping Gene and the rest of the band load up their equipment when he real sized that he didn’t have his amp cases. He told the guys that he would be back, and he left to go find them. He made his way back to the place where he left them, and he saw a beautiful woman sitting on them. He walked over to her with a smirk on his face.

“Well, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more beautiful woman sitting on my amp cases.”

Y/N jerked her head in the direction of Clark’s voice. She tried her best to remain calm and not freak out about the handsome man standing in front of her.

“Oh my God! You’re actually Clark Honus!”

“The one and only. What’s your name, gorgeous?”

“I’m Y/N L/N, and I’m a huge fan.”

“Well, Miss Y/N L/N, would you like to join me back at my hotel for a drink?”

“I’d love to.”

Y/N stood up, and Clark grabbed his amp cases. She followed him as he walked back to where the rest of the band was. He introduced her to them, and she was trying her best not to have a complete fangirl moment. Clark loaded up the amp cases, and everyone said bye for the night.

He lead her to his limo, and he opened the door for her. She got in, and he followed. The drive to Clark’s hotel was mostly quiet as Y/N was still processing the fact that she was in the car with Clark Honus.

They arrived quickly, and Clark got out of the car first, then he helped Y/N out. He wrapped his arm around her waist, and he lead her into the hotel and up to his room.

He opened the door closed it behind them. Y/N sat down on the couch as Clark moved to the kitchen area to fix them a drink. He made his way over to the couch and handed Y/N her drink before he sat down. Y/N downed her drink and set the glass dow. Clark chuckled at her and downed his. She shifted closer to him, and he smiled.

“So, are you from around here, beautiful?”

“No, I live about two hours from here.”

“Damn, you drove two hours just to see our show? You must be a big fan.”

He shifted himself closer to her and placed a hand in her cheek. He looked deep into her eyes, and she slowly blinked them.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Yes, please.”

Clark leaned in and connected their lips in a passionate kiss. He laid her down in the couch, and she pulled him on top of her without disconnecting their lips. Clark rested between her thighs, and Y/N moaned into their kiss as he ran his hands down her body. He pulled his lips off of hers and began quickly kissing down her neck as he tried to get her shirt off. She reached up and cupped his cheek.

“There’s no need to rush, Clark. I’m not going anywhere, so take your time.”

She connected their lips again, and Clark carefully picked her up and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and climbed on top of her, and he took his time. He kept his movements slow and gentles, and their kisses were passionate and lustful. When they were finished, Clark spooned Y/N, and they drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Y/N awoke to the sun shining through the window into her eyes. She attempted to stretch, but she realized she couldn’t when she felt the arms around her tighten. She carefully slid out of his arms and off the bed. She turned and looked at how peaceful he was sleeping.

She carefully put her clothes back on and walked over to the bedside table. She grabbed the notepad and wrote Clark a note that said ‘I had an amazing time with you, Clark. I’ll see you around. Love, Y/N’

She laid the note down on the pillow beside his and ran her fingers through his hair before she left the room. She went down the elevator, and as soon as she exited the hotel, she noticed that she didn’t have her jacket. She shook her head and decided that he could keep it as a memory of their time.

About six months later, the BJC reales their new album, and of course, Y/N bought it. She put the vinyl disk on her record player, and she read the back of the cover as she listened to the songs. The last song on the album was called The One Who Got Away, and it caught her attention. Usually, Gene had a part in writing all the songs, but this was only written by Clark. When the song came on, Y/N was shocked by the words.

‘She was as beautiful as the California sunrise, as dangerous as the New York night life

She caught me by surprise and I thought about making her my wife

When morning rolled around, she was gone without a sound

Just a note is all I have left and her stylish coat, now I’m effed

She was the one that got away, even thought I wanted her stay

My arms feel empty without her here

What we had felt true, but now she’s out of my view

I need her more because my heart hurts down to the core

I miss her, and I long to kiss her

She gave me love, then flew away like a dove

If you ever came back, my heart would have an attack

Y/N, this song is for you, please return soon

She was the one that got away, even thought I wanted her stay

My arms feel empty without her here

What we had felt true, but now she’s out of my view

I need her more because my heart hurts down to the core

Yeah, she’s the one that got away’

Y/N couldn’t believe that Clark Honus actually wrote a song about her and sang it on the album. She didn’t think that she had effected him at all, but the song begs to differ. She knew how he really felt now. She definitely had to get a ticket to their next show closest to her, so she can see Clark again and hear him sing this song live to her.

Clark Honus X F Reader

Warnings: None

Requested by: Anonymous

Being Gene’s younger sister mean that Y/N would spend a lot of time hanging out with the Blue Jean Committee. She loved being in the studio with them, listening as they wrote and played new songs.

She was sitting in a chair inside the recording booth, nodding her head, as she listened to them play. She couldn’t take her eyes off of Clark. She knew that he was her brother’s best friend, but she really liked him.

Clark thought that Y/N was pretty, but he wouldn’t ever make a move because she was his best friend’s sister. He wasn’t afraid of Gene or anything like that. There were a list of rules among friends that you didn’t break, and one of those rules were that you never go after your best friend’s siblings.

Y/N knew about Gene and Clark’s rules, and she thought that they were stupid. She couldn’t be with him because her brother said so, and that made her a little upset. She never voiced how she felt because she loved Gene, and she didn’t want to upset him.

The band finished their song, and their album producer knocked on the window and motioned for them to come talk. They got up and walked out of the recording booth, and they followed the producer, leaving Y/N alone.

She rolled her eyes and stood up, grabbing Gene’s guitar. She sat back down and strummed a couple of cords. She began playing ‘Gentle and Soft’, and she sang along to the beat.

Gene, Clark, and the other guys walked back to the recording booth, and they stopped as they heard someone singing. They hurried into the room, and they looked through the giant glass window and saw Y/N playing and singing. A shocked expression came to their faces as the watched and listening to her. Gene looked over at Clark and saw that his shocked expression changed to a wide smile.

“What are you smiling about?”

“I think I’m in love with your sister. No, I’m definitely in love with her.”

“Dude, that’s my sister. What about our rules?”

“Screw the rules”

Y/N finished the song with a final strum to Gene’s guitar, and she smiled to herself. She heard clapping, and she looked up and saw the boys clapping and cheering. Her eyes went wide, and she began to blush as they quickly made their way into the recording booth. Y/N sat Gene’s guitar down and wrapped her arms around herself as Clark and Gene approached her. Gene inspected his guitar as Clark stood in front of her.

“Y/N, you sound amazing. How come you never told anyone you could sing?”

“No one ever asked me, and I’m not that good. You guys sound way better than me.”

Clark stepped closer to her and placed his hands on her cheeks, pulling her face up so he could look into her eyes. He smiled at her, and she smiled back.

“You sound way better than us. I know Gene is standing right there, but I really want to kiss you.”

“What about the rules you two made?”

“At this moment, I really don’t care about those stupid rules.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

Clark leaned down and captured Y/N’s lips in a gentle kiss. He pulled away, but before he could get to far, Y/N pulled him into another kiss. She wrapped her arms around him neck, pulling herself closer to him, and he let his arms arrest around her waist. They pulled away when they heard Gene make a disgusted noise. They both looked at him, and he rolled his eyes.

“Even with those rules, I knew you two would eventually get together, and before you ask, no, I’m not mad. I’m happy for you two because I love you both, but, Clark, if you hurt her, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“I have no intentions of hurting her of ever letting her go.”

Y/N pulled Clark into a tight hug, and she rested her head on his chest. He laid his head on top of her’s and let his hands rest on her lower back. They had to pull away eventually because the band had to do some more songs, but Clark refused to leave Y/N’s side. She sat beside him, and he even showed her how to play a couple cords on his bass.

Clark Honus X F Reader

Warnings: None

Requested by: Anonymous

Clark knew that the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame people were making a documentary about the Blue Jean Committee. He knew that they were going to bring up his past and his troubles with Gene.

The documentary crew arrived, and Clark showed them where they could set up their camera and mics in the living room. Their make up artists powdered his face, and they began the interview.

They asked him about Gene, and how the BJC got started. They also asked about his family in Chicago, and how they felt about him pursuing a career in music. He showed them around his merchandise room, and as soon as they got settled back in the living room, the front door opened.

Y/N’s eyes went wide as she saw the cameras set up in their house. She walked all the way into the house and smiled at everyone.

“I’m so sorry for interrupting.”

“It’s fine, baby. You didn’t know. Actually, you should be over too. We’re talking about the BJC.”

Y/N sat her stuff down, and the documentary crew sat a chair out for her beside Clark. She walked by him, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him. He leaned up, and she met him halfway for a sweet kiss. She pulled away and sat down in the chair. The makeup artist touched up her makeup, and they began asking questions.

“So Y/N, how did you meet Clark?”

“We met back when the BJC was still together. I was his assistant at the time.”

“How did you got from being his assistant to being his...?”

“Wife. We’re married.”

Clark reaches over and interlocked his fingers with hers. Y/N smiled at him , and Clark turned towards the camera.

“She was always more that just an assistant to me. She helped me through so much in my life. When I was on drugs and drinking heavily, she helped me get clean and slow down my alcohol intake. Whenever I felt like no one cared about me, Y/N was there to tell me that she loved me and cared about me. It might have taken me a couple years to realize it, but she’s my entire world. I don’t know what I’d do with out her.”

“Aw, Clark. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby, so much.”

Clark lean close to her and captured her lips is a sweet kiss. They pulled away and looked towards the documentary crew. The noticed that some of them had tears in their eyes. The guy asking the questions cleared his throat and wiped his eyes. He looked at Clark and Y/N and smiled.

“So, uh how long have you two been married?”

“Almost twenty years. After the BJC split up, I started doing drugs again. Y/N would come and check on me, and I would tell her that I was doing okay when the truth was that I was spiraling. I almost OD, and Y/N saved my life. She helped me get clean again, and I realized that I needed her. I told her how I felt, and I was to learn that she felt the same way. We got married in the early nineties, and my life is one hundred percent better with her by my side.”

“Do you have any kids?”

“We have a son, Clark Jr.. He goes by CJ.”

The documentary crew asked some more questions, and Y/N and Clark happily answered them. Soon, the crew packed up their equipment and left the Honus residence.

As soon as they were gone, Clark walked back into their house and saw Y/N staring at the view of the beach from the living room window. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. Y/N leaned back against him and hummed as he kissed the side of her head.

“You know, you make my life one hundred percent better too. I don’t know what I’d do with out you, Clark.”

“You don’t have to worry about that, babe. I’m not going anywhere. I’m yours forever.”

“And I’m yours forever.”