#willne fluff

Video: We Tried The Internets Weirdest Candy

Channel: a bit more willne (wrote this before the name change :( )

“I am absolutely hating this video.” You huffed sitting back after trying yet again another disgusting product.

“Well then you’re gonna be really upset about the next one! SmileLicker! Apparently it’s sour chocolate.” Will said, his eyes scanning the ingredients on the wrapper.

“That is so fucking gross, why can’t it be nice things like chocolate covered marshmallows- OH speaking of which I fucking know what you did you nonce!” You shouted scaring Will. 

“Fuck am I gonna be in the doghouse for this?” 

“Yes, you ate the last of my sweets that I was saving for when I get my period you dick!” Will burst out laughing as you kept your serious face and crossed arms.

“Oh are you seriously pissed?” Will asked still chuckling as you nodded.

*cameraman Ieuan* “I think Will should eat the whole chocolate by himself as punishment.”

You’re face grew into a wide giant mischievous smirk as you looked to Ieuan nodding your head excessively. “Yes omg Ieuan, you’re so brilliant for that. Go on Will.” You said pushing the chocolate towards him.

“What!? This is torture! I could just buy you another pack of marshmallows!” He shrieked his eyes wide with horror.

“Mmh no, this seems like the proper punishment for what you did.” You replied, the evil smirk on your face not leaving your lips as you continued to unwrap the entire chocolate. 

You held it out in your hand, taking a small whiff of the sour chocolate smelling the sweet aroma of chocolatey goodness that’s holding a sinister secret. “Cmon Willy Poo, we know how much you love chocolate.” You said shoving it towards his face.

He grimaced at the oozing sour stuff spilling out of the cracked parts. “Love, I promise I will do whatever you want, I will get on my hands and knees. Don’t make me eat the whole thing.” The sight in front of you was hilarious. 

Will had such large puppy eyes as he grabbed your arm praying that you’d give into his pleads, the slight glint in his eye making you almost cave.

“You’re so cute, but no, eat up boy.” You said with a laugh as the production team laughed along with you. Will fell back into his sulky position, taking the chocolate in his hand.

“I don’t know why you’re laughing, I sign your paychecks.” Will snarked as he held the chocolate to his lips. 

“Don’t worry guys, laugh all you want, the big bad wolf can’t hurt you if I’m here.” You said running a hand through Will’s hair and scrunching your face at him. His lips curled at that because even though you had all the power right now, he found that insanely hot.

Will took all the chocolate into his mouth and what followed was the funniest scene ever.

“AUGGHGH AGUGHAH OH MY GOD WHODEVENMAKESOMETHIN’LIKETHAT This is the absolute worst thing that has ever been created!” Will shrieked scrunching his face and immediately spitting everything out as you and the team just laughed until your sides hurt.

“You happy now?” He sulked, you had tears in your eyes at this point, you couldn’t even speak, just nodded your head. 

“Yes! Oh my god that was perfect!”

“You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Video: £100 vs £1000 Race to Where Football Began

Channel: ChrisMD

“Call Reader to see how they’re doing!” Will slurred as he continued to nurse his wine bottle.

“Jesus Will.” Chris laughed as Stephen facetimed you.

The scene cut to you, Harry, and Reev.

“Oh I’m getting a call from Stephen.” You said excitedly as you answered the call. “Hello!” You waved as soon as you saw him on screen.

“Oh lovely, you wanna talk to your boyfriend.” Stephen said turning the phone towards Will, he sipped at the wine bottle but stopped the moment he noticed, the wine spilling out from the sides of his mouth and onto his lap.

“How’s it goin’ love? Those boys ‘aven’t been pricks ‘ave they?” Will slurred making you roll your eyes with playful annoyance. 

“Chris, you let him drink!?” You shouted into the phone causing Harry to snatch it from you. “Awh! They’re drinking!? I didn’t know we could do that!” Harry whined as you snatched the phone back.

“I did not let him drink, they forced me to drive, both of them got pissed-” Chris started.

“-Ah ah ah, that’s not true Chris, we offered you a drink!” Stephen interjected

“Oh let’s drink and drive, that sounds like a good way to end this video and our lives.” Chris replied with sarcasm in his voice.

You chuckled. “Okay well sorry Chris, I’ll take him off your hands after we win this challenge.” You replied with a smug smile on your face as Reev and Harry cheered in the back.

“Right we better win this challenge if I have to drive the whole way.”

“Hey, you chose the teams! I offered to go with Will but someone said they didn’t want us making out the whole time.” You mocked Chris’ voice.

“First of all I do not sound like that, secondly all you two do is snog when you’re together- yeah you heard it here first viewers, you know our editors have to work extra hard to cut out all those scenes, ruining my content.” Chris explained with a huff, joking of course.

“Oh shut up Chris, you’re compiling all of those clips so you can make one of those compilations that always bring you all the revenue.” You said with a cheesy smile.

“I cannot confirm or deny.” Chris said with a hesitant tone.

“Well I can and I’ve just confirmed it for you here live folks.” You said in an old timey accent saluting the camera.

“Will, your girlfriend is banned from future videos.” Chris sulked. 

“Oh Chris you love me.”

“-he better fuckin’ not, you’re all mine!” Will said, snatching the phone from Stephen. 

“Love you willy.” You said sending an air kiss to Will.

“Love you more my princess.” Will replied, smooching the phone’s camera up close.

“Great another cut.”

“You wanna get in the bath love? It’s fucking massive!” Will shrieked excitedly as he pulled his shirt over his head. “Nah I’m good.” You said (even though you weren’t). It had been raining all day long and your hair was a tattered mess. You were in desperate need of a hot shower and those fluffy hotel robes.

“Oh come on darling, you need to wash off all that gook.” Will said pointing towards the small scuffs of mud on your arms and some on your neck from when you fell into some mud earlier (thanks to Harry tripping you up as you two ran away from who you thought was the imposter).

“I’ll just take one later.” You tried to make him drop the idea but he just wouldn’t have it.

“Oh come on, we can get naked and maybe mess around in that warm, nice bath.” He said, kneeling in front of you on the bed rubbing his hands up and down your leg. You couldn’t say no any longer.

“Fine. But you get in first and I’ll join you in a second.” You said, releasing a deep sigh of defeat. A huge smile formed on his lips as he scurried off to the bathroom.

You walked over to your luggage and pulled out your makeup wipes and pocket mirror as you began wiping off all the makeup you had on. The final wipe of your face fully revealing all those small facial details that you always felt insecure about.

You also quickly popped out your contact lenses making the room look slightly fuzzy as you were finally ready to join Will in the bath. You hesitantly walked towards the bathroom, slowly slipping off each article of clothing as you walked in.

Will’s eyes grew large in surprise at your bare face (and maybe partially naked body).

“Fucking hell love.” He exclaimed, making your heart drop slightly. You worried that he wouldn’t like you like this. He met you with makeup on and has never seen you without. Even at times when it seemed like you weren't wearing makeup, the natural look did you wonders.

Your palms grew sweaty, you quickly reached for a robe pulling it over you as you turned to face the door. “You know, on second thought this bath doesn't look big enough for two people, I'll catch the next one.” You said about to walk out of the room.

You felt a pair of arms wrap around you, a warm comforting embrace, the one that knows exactly how to make you feel better.

“Lovely, get in the bath with me… please.” His voice went high, pleading with you to join him. You turned around in his arms, now you were face to face. 

You've never experienced this type of vulnerability with anyone in years. He was mere inches from your face, he could see every detail on you. Every freckle, every acne scar, the curve of your nose, the puffiness of your lips. Every last detail, and he found you just as beautiful, if not more.

In this moment, he saw you in a different light. A new beautiful light that exposed your true beauty behind the makeup and filters. He was stunned, he didn’t want to speak but just admire your beauty. 

You watched as he lifted his hand to your cheek, delicately running his fingers across your freckles as if counting each single one. Like stars in the sky on a dark night, they were just as lovely, he thought to himself.

“Wow.” He said breathlessly, he didn’t even realize he was holding his breath until he spoke. You furrowed your brows still trying to pull away. “No, love, you’re fucking stunning.” He said in that thick geordie accent that comes out when he’s praising you as he lightly grabbed your arm.

“Will.” You said trying to pull away once more, the looming dread at the back of your mind still fighting against the way your heart is warming up to Will’s sweetness.

“Love, come here.” He said, opening his arms wide for you to snuggle into. You fell into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist as his wraps around your back. “Look at me.” He said, making you look up, your chin resting on his chest. 

“You are the most lovely creature that I have ever laid my eyes on. You are so fucking hot, I don’t even know how I got lucky enough to call you mine I swear.” He exclaimed, making you snicker a bit. 

“I hate seeing you feel like you’ve got to hide your true self from me. I want to see everything, know everything about you, learn every last detail. And I’ll share with you too! I’ve got some demons of my own, like serious stuff man.” His voice lowered as he got closer to your face.

“Really? You’re not the perfect man that you portray on the internet!?” You said jokingly with a chuckle. His lips fell into a wide, cheesy smile. “Ahh there she is, that bubbly, snotty little brat I fell for.” He teased pulling you tighter in for a proper deep bear hug. 

He loved this. He loved having you in his arms like this. He was so big that you fit in them so perfectly. He could stay like this for hours (or forever).

“Seriously, tell me everything about you even if you think it’s the most embarrassing thing in the world, I bet I will beat you.” He said with a soft chuckle.

“Well, since you’re about to find out anyways, I also wear glasses.” You said the last part quietly as if hoping he didn’t hear it and would just ignore it.

“WHAT!” He exclaimed, pushing you away lightly, his jaw open wide in disbelief. That feeling of doom forming again. 

“I have a hot girlfriend AND she wears glasses!? Can you get any hotter!?” He exclaimed as a blush formed on your face at the compliment. 

“You haven’t even seen me with them on, I look like a nerd-”

“Never, and even if you did you’d look like one of them naughty school teachers.”

“Will!”

“Wait a second I’ve got an idea for tonight!”

“No no, let’s start with the bath and see where we go from there.” You laughed pushing past him towards the tub, taking off the rest of your clothes.

“Okay but that isn’t a no-”

“Will!”

“Alright alright but I won’t be able to get it out of my head now.” 

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 dealt with your emetophobia for years now, but, you still hadn’t told will about it. anything that smelt bad, looked bad, the sound of people gagging, being in a moving car for too long – usually triggered your intense phobia. but sharing that with will made your gut twist with guilt, you didn’t understand why. you knew he would do absolutely anything to make sure you didnt feel anxious about literally anything. infact, you’d had panic attacks infront of will before, his brows would furrow in concern as he would help you with your breathing exercises and stuff, he was great. you were so lucky. but, the amount of times you were laughed at for your fear, especially in school, made you too scared so share it with will. you knew it was an irrational fear you had with telling will about your phobia, you knew he would be so supportive. but your nervous system just didn’t agree with that.

but, when he had asked you to film a video with him and james, you weren’t expecting…well, this. you thought maybe that it would be a video about reviewing amazon products as they do very often, but oh how you were so wrong. you hated trying new foods in general, usually over the fear of you getting food poisoning, but what was even worse was when the producers brought out…expired food. you’d never felt a horrible twist in your gut like it. you thought over how much more embarrassing it would be to tell everyone you couldn’t do the video anymore, tell them that you’re scared of throwing up. you genuinely believed they would point and laugh at you. you knew it was jusr your anxiety talking and you should probably tell them, but instead you said “how out of date are we talking will?” you gulp, your eyes darting around the room.

“well, the most out of date one is from 1980.” he chuckled deeply, not noticing the way your body grew stiffer at that.

“right…uhm, im gonna go to the bathroom quickly.” you said before standing up and rushing to the bathroom, tears filling your eyes in sheer panic, the thought of having to eat food that was severely out of date, even if it was only one day out of date, you would have the same reaction, sheer panic.

your hands shook harder as you hear them chuckle outside, unknowing of the unbelievable amount of anxiety you were feeling right now.

“pet? you alright in there?” will shouts from his seat at the desk, when theres no reply you hear him get up, knocking the bathroom door. “y/n? can i come in?” he asks politely, his hand trying to open the door, but it being locked. he could hear you sob from outside, the whole studio looking over to the bathroom door in concern. you unlock the door, allowing will to slip in, seeing you stood by the mirror, your hands clenching onto the sink. “hey, hey. whats wrong darling?” he asks, searching your eyes with concern.

“i cant eat the food.” you cry, wills eyes dart to your face in slight confusion. “im really scared im gonna be sick. i have emetophobia.” you choke out, wills face going from confusion to a look of understanding.

“okay, no problem at all pet. we have stuff from amazon we were gonna film tomorrow, so instead, we can review the amazon stuff today and then tomorrow me and james will eat the food, yeah? that sound good?” you nod in reply to that, a small smile growing on your face. “thats the y/n i wanna see.” he smiles in return, wiping the wet tears from your face.

“i don’t wanna be a nuisance by changing the whole plan of today.” you sigh, your anxiety talking again.

“you’re not a nuisance darling, i just want you to be comfortable, yeah?” you nod in reply.

as you both walk out, will speaks to the production staff, telling them how the video has changed and now you were gonna review the products today instead.

“Do you think you could’ve been kinder to your classmate?” The interviewer asked. 

“Nah, she was runnin’ her mouth and talkin’ ‘bout me, she disrespected me in front of my friends. I aint gonna apologize to her.” You rambled on in the interview.

“Wait a second…” Will started putting the pieces together. Your heart sunk into the pit of your stomach. You definitely look different from then so you were hoping they wouldn’t recognize you but you couldn’t hide your thick accent regardless of how much you’ve tried to change it over the years.

“Right you slag, if you got somethin’ to say, say it to my face then!” Teen you shouted at another classmate.

You cringed watching yourself.

“Reader, you’ve got to calm down, and watch that potty mouth of yours.” The teacher said. “I wasn’ talkin’ to you now wad I? Just shuddup ‘nd let me talk.”

Your accent was so thick at that point in your life and even though you’ve tried to change how you pronounce certain words, you just couldn’t.

“Wait, pause the video, I’m sorry, is that Reader? As in our Reader?” Chris pointed out.

“Yeah, that’s what I’ve just noticed, love what the fuck you doin’ there?” Will said bursting out into laughter. 

“That’s not me?!” You tried arguing.

“Bollocks that’s not you, you sound exactly like her.” Harry added.

“No way this is Reader, this girl is loud and annoying!” Arthur shouted.

“Eh annoying!? I think this girl is just standin’ up for herself mate.” You argued, shocking the boys as your thick accent came out for a second. It always did when you were arguing.

“Who was that just now?” Will asked in disbelief.

“What?” You responded.

“Did your teenage self just possess you for a second there?” Chris added.

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about.” You defended.

“‘Talkin’’ ‘standin’ mate you sound exactly like her.” Chris added.

“Reader, were you a bad kid growing up?” Arthur asked.

“I’d never expect that, she’s always the quietest fucking person ever. You basically have to force her to show up on camera and do a bit.” Harry explained.

“I wasn’ bad per say, just couldn’t get along with the other kids sometimes.” You defended.

“What year were you in at that point? Year 8?” Chris asked.

“Year 11.” You replied.

“You were in year 11 and acting like that?” Chris responded in shock. 

“I wanted to punch her stoopid face right there ‘nd then.”

Arthur unpaused the video, showing another clip of your interview.

“Okay Reader, step outside then.”  “Ahh why you winding me up we’ve barely gotten’ to class and you’ve already put me on time out. Mate it aint my fault she’s got a big mouth.” 

The boys burst out laughing as teenage you got kicked out the classroom and you huffed your way down the school hall. 

“Oh my god that is her! Look at her angry face, I’ve seen that expression about a million times boys.” Will exclaimed, laughing like mad.

“Reader, you’re famous! Why didn’t you tell us!?” Chris teased making you roll your eyes.

“‘Why you winding me up’” Harry teased, copying your accent.

“Oh ha ha, get your digs in now. I ain’t ever gonna be in anotha' one of these.” You said crossing your arms.

“Oh come on Reader, it’s just, we can’t believe that’s actually you.” Chris said. 

“Yeah, Love. How come you’ve never told me about this?” Will asked.

“It’s embarrassing. I was such a brat.” You explained.

“Noooo, you were adorable and you’ve definitely seemed to learn your lesson.” Will chuckled.

“Oh shuddup.” You said.

“Oi there she goes again.” Chris added. “Watch out Will, don’t want to piss her off now.”

“How come you're so different now though?” Arthur asked.

“It’s called maturing, I think you lot should try it at some point.” You rebutted making Will snicker.

“Are there any other clips of you we should watch?” Arthur asked scrolling through the recommended videos. He was sharing his screen so you could all see what he was looking at. As he scrolled you could see another video with your face as the thumbnail.

“Oh wait- wait go back, that one!” Harry shouted at Arthur.

“Reader, can you pay attention please.” The teacher called on you as you kept your head down on the desk. “Reader.” She said more sternly this time. 

“Ugh what? I’m listenin’ I don’t need to see ya.” You retorted.

The boys went wild with laughter.

Will was clutching his sides at this point, he could not believe his precious quiet girlfriend used to be a loud savage brat.

You thought he would want to break up with you after seeing you this way but this other side of you only made him fall deeper in love.

You had a fierce side that you only let out when you had to. Since Will’s never seen this side, it means you’ve never needed to be like this with him. He kept you calm because he loved you and he knew this.

“Reader, you’re bloody lovely, you know that?” Will basically had hearts in his eyes.

“Oh stop, not here Will.” You said blushing like crazy.

“Yeah not here Will, that’s enough, we don’t need the viewers seeing this.” Chris said with an awkward laugh.

“Will, how about you come over yeah?” You asked.

“Of course love, I’ll be right over. We’re done here right boys?” Will asked, already slipping his shoes on.

“Well no-”

“Okay good, see you soon love.” He said signing off.

“Great Reader, thanks a lot.” Arthur said sarcastically.

“You chose the video mate, bye lads see you soon.” You snickered, signing off.

You and Will spent that night talking about your entire past, no matter how embarrassing. You realized he didn’t care if you were troublesome, loud, or quiet. He loves your personality and loves you for who you are and you loved him just the same.

when it hurts this good, you gotta play it twice. 

another vice. 

you’re sitting at a fancy restaurant. all dressed up in a pretty black label.

god he looked good. you told yourself you were done, but here you were. 

sweet salvation on the dining room table.

you and will were no good for each other, you both knew it.

you thought it would end after he threw a chair at you from across the room after you hung out with another guy. or after you got into your thirtieth screaming match.

but you kept crawling back. the numb and the lonely.

something about will always left you wanting more. 

“i’m sorry about the other night.” will says, looking up at you over his menu. 

“i know.” you leave it at that. you didn’t know if you wanted to forgive him yet. 

“i get a bit jealous. but i’ve been seeing someone now, therapist or whatever. and i’m getting better.” he scratches the back of his neck. 

“right.” you can’t look into his eyes. 

“i promise i’ll be better for you.” his hand reaches for your across the table.

“ok.” it’s over. you look into his eyes and you’re done. god you don’t even want dinner anymore. you want him to take you home and fuck your brains out. 

it’s gone before it ever melts the ice.

“you know what you want to order?” he asks, looking at your menu. 

“not really that hungry.” you say, twisting your hair with your fingers. 

“me neither.” he says. 

the rest is a blur. 

will tells the waiter you’ve changed your mind, you’re not feeling well, something like that. he walks you to his car, opening the door for you.

he’s reckless on the drive home but it makes you feel something. he’s flying, you see the speedometer creeping up. your heartbeat races. it just makes you want him more. 

another vice. said you wouldn’t do it but you did it again.

you get into his flat and his lips are on yours. his hand cradling the back of your neck. 

“fuck i missed you.” he’s panting, lips brushing up against your cheek. 

he doesn’t want to wait anymore, he’s been doing enough of that.

he drags your dress down your body. you put on a lacy little number, knowing this was how it would end. 

will doesn’t even pay any attention to it. he unclips your bra and leaves it on the floor. 

he kisses you like he’s starving for it, pushing you into his bedroom.

it hurts so bad. but it feels so good. 

he shoves you onto his bed, his tie coming off. he unbuttons his shirt so frantically you can hear one of the buttons pop off. 

he drops his dress pants to the floor, before coming towards you, kissing you, biting your lip. 

it was intoxicating.

his hands rip your underwear clean off your body. you were used to him being rough. 

the sound of fabric ripping mixes in the air with your panting. 

you and will never did do much talking. 

“turn around.” will directs, dropping his boxers to the ground. 

he was already fully hard, desperate to be inside of you again. 

you get on your knees, turning away from him. you let your face rest on the pillow, ready to take whatever he was going to give you. 

you feel his slender finger trace your entrance. 

usually he would take his time. he loved to eat you from the back, but not today. today he needed it. 

he spits on his palm, stroking himself before lining up behind you. 

he pushes into you, taking his time. 

“fuck.” he groans, stopping as he’s fully inside of you.

he sits like that for a moment, savouring it.

“will. move. please.” you whine from underneath him. 

he fulfils your wish, pulling out so just the tip remains inside of you before slamming back into you. 

it’s animalistic the way he thrusts into you, the sound of your skin slapping filling the room. 

“oh god.” you moan, feeling wills fingers on your hips. 

he grasped you so tightly you could tell he would leave a bruise. 

his eyes were fixated on where of the two of you met. he loved watching his cock fill you up. 

“who do you belong to?” he grunts, moving erratically. 

the words barely register. you can’t think while he’s desecrating you like that. 

you let out some sort of low groan, but that doesn’t satisfy him. 

will’s arm come up around your chest, pulling yo ur back towards him.

“i said.” he growls in your ear. “who do you belong to?” his arm applying slight pressure to your neck. 

“you, will. i belong to you.” you voice comes out in some sort of strangled whimper, but will understands you this time. 

he lets you go and you fall back onto the mattress. 

one of his hands is on your hips, but the other moves down your body to start roughly groping your breast. 

he continues his relentless pace, fucking you deep and hard.

he rolls your nipple in between two of his fingers, pinching it in the process. 

“will!” you scream, feeling overwhelmed. 

“let me hear you darling.” he pants, pulling your hair enough to lift your face up. 

“fuck.” your eyes roll back. 

his hand leaves your hair to curl around your neck. 

he squeezes it lightly, causing you to gag. 

his hand moves up your face, putting his thumb into your mouth.

you suck on it, keeping it in your mouth. 

will continues to pound into your ass, feeling close. 

he takes his thumb out of your mouth to reach around your body, applying pressure to your clit. 

your face is slumped back into the pillows, your lips red and puffy. 

will fucks you harder, desperate to finish. 

his tight circles against your skin make you finish, shaking around his cock. 

all of a sudden will pulls out, stroking himself frantically before cumming on your back.

“didn’t wanna risk it.” he mumbles, moving away from you to go get a towel. 

he eventually returns, cleaning off his cum as you’re slumped on his bed. 

“c’mere.” he pulls your body into his, kissing your forehead.

you head on his chest, you curl up into his body. 

“i’m gonna be better for you, i promise.” 

and for a small moment. you almost believe it.