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CHAPTER TWO: ℴne message 𝒶way.
🥽/🍁 SUMMARY ✶ you and jason finally make it official and talk about a collab.. or maybe a date first?
🥽/🍁 DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS ✶ slow-ish burn, fluff, swearing, jason already down bad, reader totally clueless half the time. bolded sentences = chat.
🥽/🍁 NOTE FROM VAL ✶ should i make a taglist ?? also this is gonna be a slowburn so you’re in for a ride 🙂↕️🙂↕️
Three days.
That was all it took for the internet to create a story that didn’t exist. One clip of Jason calling you pretty. One clip of you admitting he was hot.
Twenty seconds from each stream stitched together by thousands of edit accounts, all convinced they had discovered the internet’s next favorite duo.
It was everywhere. TikTok, Instagram Reels, X. Your entire For You Page had somehow become a cycle of the same videos.
Someone had already made a montage of your streams set to a The Beatles song that seemed to follow every slow-burn romance edit online. Another account had compared your apartment in New York to clips of The Core House in Los Angeles, captioning it: “golden retriever meets the girl next door.”
You rolled your eyes every time you saw one. You also watched almost every edit until the end. You’d never admit that to anyone, not even yourself.
Streaming hadn’t changed much. If anything, more people had started showing up. Some were genuinely interested in your content. Others were only curious because of the clips.
You tried not to think about it. The internet always found something new to obsess over. Soon enough, it’d move on.
At least…That’s what you kept telling yourself.
Across the country, The Core House looked exactly as it always did. Someone had left two pizza boxes on the kitchen island. A camera tripod leaned against the living room couch.
Music echoed faintly in an upstairs room while a video game played on one of the televisions no one was actually playing.
Jason sat at his desk with a hoodie pulled over his head, reacting to videos his viewers had sent throughout the week.
Every few minutes someone wandered into his room without knocking. One roommate stole a drink from his mini fridge. Another disappeared with his phone charger. He complained about both before immediately forgetting about it.
It was just another afternoon. Until his chat started saying your name again.
At first it was only a handful of messages. Then dozens. Then hundreds.
He sighed before he even looked at them. “…No way y’all are still on this bro.” The chat moved faster. He could already guess what they were saying.
DM HER
She said you’re attractive
She didn’t unfollow you
When’s the collab?
He laughed quietly, shaking his head. “You guys have way too much time on your hands.”
More messages flew by.
He leaned back in his chair. “I’m not just randomly messaging somebody because my chat wants me to.”
Someone yelled something unintelligible from the hallway. Without looking away from his monitor, he yelled back, “I’ll be there in a minute.” No response, just laughter.
He sighed. His attention drifted back to the screen. The comments hadn’t stopped. One after another.
Just ask if she wants to stream
Worst she can say is no
It’s just content 😂😂
He rubbed a hand over his face. “I swear, if I do this, it’s because a collab actually makes sense.”
He clicked over to Instagram. Your profile was already there. The cozy apartment. Nights out & baking with friends. Streamer university throwbacks. Pictures of your dogs.
The same soft, comfortable feeling your streams always had. Completely different from the constant noise surrounding him.
He stared at the message button for a few seconds. “…Should I?” His mouse hovered over it. The chat immediately sped up again. He laughed,“You know what? I’m not even reading chat.” Before he could overthink it, he clicked.
His fingers moved across the keyboard.
when we collabing?
He looked at it a minute longer before hitting send. “…Too late now.”
Back in New York, your apartment was unusually quiet. Rain tapped against your windows while you sat cross-legged on your bed with your laptop balanced in front of you.
You’d spent the afternoon editing a vlog from your latest sponsored trip, trying to decide whether a certain clip belonged in the final video.
Your phone buzzed against the comforter. Without thinking, you reached for it. The notification appeared across the top of your screen. Instagram.
Jasontheween sent you a message.
Your heart skipped. “…No way.” For a second you simply stared at the screen. You hadn’t expected him to actually message you. Not after the clip, not after following you. You unlocked your phone.
when we collabing?
A laugh escaped you before you realized it. You looked around your empty apartment as if someone else might be there to read it with you. “They were actually right…”
You typed back before you could second-guess yourself.
whenever you want.
you flying me out though?
You paused, a grin slowly spread across your face. You hit send.
Almost immediately…Typing. Your stomach tightened.
whatever it takes.
i’m kidding. what’d you have in mind?
i was thinking we grab coffee or dinner before we stream. probably less awkward than meeting on camera first
You read it twice. It felt normal. Not like two creators trying to manufacture content. Just two people figuring things out. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard.
i’d like that
You stared at the message for another second before pressing send. A minute later another notification appeared.
could i get your number?
The conversation never really stopped after that. Instagram became messages. Messages turned into exchanging playlists.
Playlists turned into late-night conversations about favorite movies, growing up on opposite sides of the country, embarrassing first jobs, and why neither of you could seem to keep houseplants alive. It was surprisingly easy, neither of you felt like you had to perform.
Two days later, another message arrived.
i think we should finally make this collab happen.
i was thinking the same thing.
A plane ticket from New York to Los Angeles appeared in your inbox less than an hour later.
You opened the confirmation email.
Departure: September 19th.
You leaned back against your pillows, unable to hide your smile. Outside, the first orange leaves drifted past your apartment window. For weeks, the internet had been trying to write your story for you.
They’d been wrong about almost everything. But for the first time…You wondered if they might have been right about one thing.
Maybe this really was just the beginning.
CHAPTER ONE: 𝓌ho’s jasontheween?
🥽/🍁 SUMMARY ✶ chat introduces you to jason after he reacts to one of your streams.
🥽/🍁 DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS ✶ slow-ish burn, fluff, swearing, jason already down bad, reader totally clueless half the time. bolded sentences = chat.
🥽/🍁 NOTE FROM VAL ✶ hi everyone! thank you for all the support already 🥹🥹 my requests are currently open! also sorry if this is bad I promise it’ll get better i just hate writing the first chapter.
September had always been your favorite month. It was the beginning of everything you loved.
The air in New York finally started to cool after weeks of relentless summer heat. Leaves slowly exchanged their bright greens for burnt oranges and deep reds, cafés filled their chalkboard menus with pumpkin spice and apple cider.
You never saw the point in waiting until October.
By the first week of September, tiny ceramic pumpkins already lined your bookshelf. Warm fairy lights framed the windows overlooking the street below, casting a soft golden glow across your room long after the sun disappeared behind the skyline. A cinnamon chai candle burned on the corner of your desk, blending with the faint smell of coffee you’d made hours earlier.
It wasn’t elaborate, just lived in. Comfortable. The kind of room people watched your streams for.
Millions of people knew you online as The Girl Next Door. Not because you tried to be, it was just who you were.
You streamed almost every evening from your apartment, whether you were baking with friends, wandering through bookstores, decorating for another season, or spending hours playing games while talking about absolutely everything with your viewers. There was never a character to play or an exaggerated personality to maintain.
People liked you because you felt real. Tonight’s stream was no different.
Until Dawn had been sitting untouched in your Steam library for almost a year, and after months of your viewers begging you to play it, you’d finally caved.
You were already regretting that decision.
The atmosphere of the game had you sitting noticeably straighter in your chair as your character cautiously walked through another dimly lit hallway. Every creak made you pause, every distant noise had you anticipating another jumpscare.
A loud bang echoed through your headset. You jumped hard enough to pull one ear of your headphones off. “…Nope.”
You laughed at yourself, rubbing your forehead. “I knew this game was going to be bad for me.”
The chat teased you like they always did, but you ignored most of it, trying to focus on the game again.
Another five minutes passed before your eyes caught something unusual.
One message. Then another. Then dozens more.
Who’s Jason?
Did you see Jasontheween’s stream?
He reacted to your baking video.
For a moment you thought it was another inside joke your viewers had made up while you were distracted by the game.
You paused. The music disappeared, replaced by the quiet hum of your apartment. “…Okay,” you said, leaning closer to your monitor. “What am I missing?”
Your moderators had already pinned a clip. Apparently while you’d been live, another creator—someone named Jason—had been watching your baking stream from the weekend before.
The one with Arky and Yonna. The recipe had gone completely off the rails before you’d even preheated the oven. Arky somehow managed to get flour on almost every surface in the kitchen, Yonna laughed through half the stream, and by the end the pumpkin muffins were slightly overbaked but surprisingly edible.
You clicked the clip as the video opened inside another livestream. Jason sat in a room that looked considerably louder than yours. Someone wandered through the background carrying a basketball before disappearing down another hallway, followed by distant laughter from somewhere else in the house.
He barely acknowledged any of it. Instead, he watched your baking stream with an amused smile.
When Arky accidentally spilled half the bag of flour across the counter, he laughed. When Yonna almost dropped the mixing bowl, he laughed again.
Then came the moment you’d expected. You appeared on screen holding up the finished muffins with an unnecessarily proud smile. “They’re a little burnt,” your past self admitted. “But… they still count.”
Jason smiled to himself. “I like her content.” It wasn’t loud or dramatic. Just a simple observation.
Someone off camera asked who he was watching.
“The baking girl.”
“The one everyone’s been talking about?”
“Yeah.” There was a brief silence before he shrugged. “I think she’s pretty.”
Almost immediately, his chat started going insane.
OMG
matter daddy
L rizz
He laughed, shaking his head. “You guys always do this.”
Another suggestion appeared.
FOLLOW HER!!
“Nah,” he replied casually. “I’m not going to randomly DM somebody because chat thinks it’d be funny.”
The clip ended there.
You blinked once before looking back at your own stream. “…Well.” You hadn’t expected that.
Your viewers, however, seemed much more invested than you were.
HE CALLED YOU CUTE BABE
omfg if you don’t dm him
dudes head over heels already
You laughed quietly, scrolling through the comments. “Who even is this guy?” Someone suggested looking at his Instagram. “…Sure.”
You typed his username into the search bar. The profile loaded almost instantly. Verified, a few million followers. You scrolled through a handful of photos.
Mostly travel. Friends. Streams. A couple of professional-looking pictures mixed in with blurry group selfies.
“…Okay.” You leaned back in your chair. “I’ll admit…” A smile found its way onto your face before you could stop it. “He’s actually really hot.” The sentence slipped out so casually you didn’t think twice about it.
Then you glanced back at chat. “…Don’t make it weird.” Unfortunately, that request lasted all of three seconds.
CLIP IT
CLIPPED
COLLABB
Within minutes, clips from both streams had already begun spreading across social media.
One showed Jason calling you pretty, another showed you absentmindedly admitting he was attractive. Neither clip lasted longer than twenty seconds. Together, they were everywhere.
You didn’t think much of it. People moved on quickly online. At least… They usually did.
By the time your stream ended, it was nearly midnight. You thanked everyone for hanging out, promised another stream later in the week, and clicked End Broadcast.
Silence settled over the apartment.
You stretched, tidied the empty coffee mug from your desk, and wandered into the bathroom to wash off the day’s makeup.
The rest of your nighttime routine came naturally. By the time you climbed into bed, rain had started tapping softly against the windows. You reached over to plug your phone into its charger.
The screen lit up. A notification from Instagram appeared across the top.
jasontheween started following you.
You stared at it for several seconds. “…Oh shit.”
You opened the app. It was real. Not a fan account, not a prank. Just one new follower.
Without thinking, a small smile crossed your face following him back.
Maybe your viewers hadn’t been exaggerating after all. You locked your phone, set it back on the nightstand, and turned off the lamp. Outside, the city was beginning to fall asleep.
Somewhere on the other side of the country, someone you’d never met had unknowingly become the last thought on your mind before you drifted off to sleep.
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SUNBURNT
adapt x fem!reader
when you first moved to la, you dreamed of yourself lounging by the beach the moment you smelled the salty breeze.
luckily, life worked out in your favor.
it worked out so well that you were lounging by the beach by none other than adapt, your boyfriend who happens to be famous and unfairly sexy.
having a famous boyfriend meant it was rowdy half the time in public with many fans of his coming up asking for photos and videos while you tried your best to hide from the camera due to the both of you wanting to be private and not plaster your face everywhere.
so today, it was quite surprising when no one came up to him. the beach actually seemed quiet like it was intended to be for once.
“babe, can u put sunscreen on my back? i think it’s starting to burn.” adapt spoke up, peeking up from his comic to look at you before side eyeing his back that was still a little white but was about to bloom with red.
“sure baby.” you obliged happily, grabbing the bottle as you lathered the cold cream onto your boyfriends back, unaware of a camera secretly on the two of you.
at the worst moment, a fan decided to record the interaction between the two of you, but what was even worst though is that the video stopped as soon as adapt gave you a kiss as a thank you.
you guys had no idea whatsoever of the interaction until you were driving back home, the clip going viral as fans already did their deep dive on you.
it wasn’t long before the new followers and many notifications came rolling in, teasing and asking questions to confirm about the relationship. it was overwhelming, but you both agreed to stay quiet, hoping it would die down.
sadly, to say the least, it didn’t, according to the comments on your instagram post the day after:
yourdesiredusername
liked by thefazeadapt, user00, user31, and others
; just call if u need assistance on getting wet ;)
comments '
user00 - yo adapt we all know you wanna comment😭
user45 - can’t wait to see chat spamming this on stream
user78 - we ALL know adapt is cheesing to that caption
> user89 - we ALL know he called right away💀
user35 - did adapt take the first pic after you helped him?👀
yeah, fans weren’t going to let this go.
later that week, adapt finally decided to stream. he already knew what to expect, of course he did, it wasn’t the first time the flock had teased him about a situation regarding his love life.
“yo, what’s up flock, long time no see!” adapt greeted the camera as he adjusted his position in his chair, already seeing the trolling and teasing comments come in about the video, telling him to address it and asking who you were.
- ARE WE PLANNING TO ADDRESS THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM OR?😭
- SUNSCREEN WITH THE FIVE GIFTED
- CEO DADDY STILL GOT GAME😳✌️
- I SAW HER IG SHE LOWK BAD CHAT👀
a cheeky grin appeared on his face as he looked at how fast chat was moving, shaking his head in disbelief. “alright chat i don’t know what you’re talking about.” he played coy, switching the topic immediately “let’s just react to some stuff.”
he clicked on one of the links that was getting spam in chat, not knowing it would happen to be the video of the two of you.
his ears turned an embarrassed red as he laughed awkwardly, trying to aim the cursor steady in order to close the tab. but, it wasn’t no used as the video played out up until the moment of the kiss.
of course, chat went crazy again.
- YOU CANT DENY THAT BRO
- NOT HIM CHEESING HARD
- ADAPT ITS OKAY WE KNOW THATS YOUR BALL😭✌️
adapt being adapt, he doubled down, denying the allegations once again. “chat that clearly isn’t me bro, i havent even been to the beach since like two weeks ago, it’s ai.” he stumbled over his words, the rosy tint to him gave him away easily as he closed the tab.
the rest of the stream went smooth despite the circumstances he was in.. well that was until ron and jason came knocking at his door, yelling at him to open up.
“uhh yeah production let them in i guess.” he said, getting up from his chair as he walked over to the door, seeing jason stumble in as ron follows with laiys behind with the camera.
“ceo daddyyy” jason teases as adapt rolls his eyes at the common nickname. ron laughs as he motions laiys to stand besides them, ensuring they were all in frame.
“alright, alright what do the two of you want.” adapt said, stepping back as he noticed jason and ron share knowingly glances between each other before turning back to him.
“sunscreen with the five gifted!” they both shouted in unison, causing laiys to snicker behind the camera. they continued to shout the teasing sentence at him, making his face turn all rosy once again.
“i have no clue what that means.” adapt tried hiding the embarrassed smile that was slowly creeping up on his face.
“sure you do! did you call yet daddy?” ron trolls, referring to the instagram caption of your latest post that adapt, was of course seen liking.
“yeah, get out.” he tried pushing them out, but ron was quick with it, grabbing the collar of his beater and tearing it down, causing the shirt to fall off adapts body. he immediately turned around, not realizing what was on his back until jason pointed it out.
“YOO WHAT IS THAT?” he signaled laiys to get closer, pointing to adapts upper back where it seemed to be sunburnt. though the burnt was in an unusual shape. an unusual shape that looked like your initial.
adapt immediately turned around again now facing them as he realized what it was. “it’s nothing! i just got sunburnt there!”
jason shook his head as ron laughed uncontrollably. “nahhh, you have someone’s initial on your back.” jason teased as laiys tried to get back behind adapt but he was quick to move away.
“theres literally not, you three need to leave before you give the wrong ideas to chat.” he said, finally being able to push them out as he sighed out of relief. he turned to the tv with the live chat, and as always, they were loosing their minds.
- NAHHH ADAPT DOWN BAD FOR THAT
- SUNSCREEN AND SUNBURNT WITH THE 5 GIFTED
- SHES MARKING HER TERRITORY
- YK HE BE LOOKING AT THAT MARK EVERY NIGHT😭
- IS IT AI NOW?
he sighed, shaking his head as he grabbed another shirt, slipping it on. “you guys are so dumb.”
leia speaks ; back from hiatus, & testing the waters with this fic..
PROPERTY OF OBSCNE 2026
new fic from the one and only,, go read it 🤤
TRAINING WHEELS
❝ is this coming off in a cheesy way? ❞
paring: professor!adapt x fem!streamer!reader
request: by anonymous / “can you do something where adapt and reader meet at streamer u and they’re both really flirty with eachother the whole time and it’s just lots of tension”
content: sfw
⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・ ⠄⠂⋆ ・
you knew the hype around streamer university. you were grateful to experience this college-like setting, even with cameras following everyone’s every move.
the first day was definitely a little overwhelming, so many extroverts in one place at the same time. nothing you couldn’t handle, just something to adapt to over the next five days.
which, speaking of adapt, you were already late to his class.
you thought grabbing a quick iced coffee from the cafeteria would be no biggie. unfortunately, everyone else thought the same.
after meeting and greeting way too many people, your quick drink run turned into an unexpected meet and greet, making you ten minutes late.
figuring you were already behind, you got adapt a coffee, too. maybe it would help him let your tardiness slide.
“chat, do you think he’ll think i’m bribing him, or more like a ‘sorry i was late’ coffee?” you ask your camera, glancing down at your phone to read the scrolling chat.
“he’s nice, he’ll let it slide” your camerawoman, gianna, says as the two of you walk toward his classroom.
“really? i’ve heard he’s nice, but i’ve never met him. which is crazy because growing up, my friends would always watch him play video games” you say, checking the schedule picture on your phone. “wait, is this it? i think it is”
“this is bringing me school flashbacks in the worse way possible” you say as knock on the door, your nerves spiking as the muffled sound of laughter and talking filters through.
the door opens to reveal the professor himself.
“hello, i’m sorry i’m late” you say immediately.
“no worries, i’m adapt. nice to meet you” he says, offering a quick side hug.
you introduce yourself and gianna. as you step inside, the packed room erupts into a few teasing ‘ouu’s from your friends. you shake your head with a smile, glancing down at your chat.
the coffeeeeee!!!
girl was so worried abt entering class she forgot abt the coffee
adapt is so fine
“oh my gosh, wait,” you say, making adapt turn around. “here, i brought you this”
“w rizz!”
a voice screams from the back row. unfortunately, you know exactly who it belongs to. lacy is sitting in his wheelchair near the back, wearing a sly smirk. you glare at him, which only makes him laugh harder.
yooooo w assist lacy
w comms
I SHIPPPP
“oh, wow. thank you, that’s so nice” adapt says, taking the cup.
“yes, of course” you reply, your face feeling noticeably warmer.
you scan the room for an empty seat, but there are none left. “there’s no more seats” you whisper to gianna.
“oh, i know there aren’t any chairs left,” adapt says, pulling out his own desk chair. “here”
“oh, thank you” you say, pulling it to the back and parking it next to lacy.
as you sit down, lacy waits for you to look at him. you try your hardest to ignore his eyes, but fail and laugh quietly. “what do you want, lacy?” you whisper since adapt has already resumed the lecture.
lacy has collabed with you a time or two, alongside other core members like silky, who sits nearby and casually dabs you up.
“nothing, nothing” lacy whispers, pretending to wipe his nose while holding back laughter.
“whatever” you roll your eyes, glancing back down at your phone.
i ship her and adaaaa
you have to stay after class for that extra credih
i would be a teacher’s pet for him so bad
you cover your mouth and look up at the camera. “you guys are actually insane”
“what is your chat saying?” lacy asks from beside you.
you turn your phone so he can see the screen. he reads it, then repeats, “extra credih” but unfortunately says it just a bit too loud.
“what’s going on back there?” adapt asks, half-jokingly.
you shake your head, “nothing” but lacy chimes in right over you, “she said she needs to stay after class for extra help”
you cover your face as the class erupts into teasing laughs.
she’s highkey hella blushing
she wants himmmmm
w comms from lacy
adapt just smiles. “yes, i’m here after class if you need help with anything”
the rest of the lecture rolls by smoothly with a few more jokes, and adapt turns out to be a genuinely great teacher.
finally, class wraps up and everyone starts packing their things. you hear your name called from the front, it’s adapt, sitting at his desk. you tell gianna to wait outside, knowing your chat is already losing its mind.
she rlly wants that extra credih
omg i ship so hard
he’s rlly matter daddy
you roll the borrowed chair back up to the desk. “thanks for the chair”
“thanks for the coffee” he replies, smiling.
“it’s no problem”
with the classroom now empty, it’s just the two of you. “so, i’m really glad i got to meet you today” he says softly.
“ah, me too. i can’t believe we never crossed paths over at the core house before”
“oh yeah, sometimes i get busy, but here we are now” he says, holding your gaze just long enough to make your heart skip a beat. “though i'm thinking we should make up for lost time. maybe i’ll see you around later?”
your breath catches for a second, your face heating up all over again. “oh, yeah” you say, offering a shy smile.
“cool” he says, leaning back slightly against his desk.
“see you around, professor adapt” you say, turning the chair around and heading toward the door.
you push it open and step out into the hallway, immediately spotting gianna waiting against the wall with her phone out, a knowing grin already plastered across her face.
as your chat explodes with the absolute loudest messages you’ve ever seen, you let out a long breath, shaking your head as you walk over to her.
they took a lil too long
adapt rlly is Y/NB
unc still got game
i understand tho, she’s a baddie
⟡
the next day, there definitely was a clip or two of your interaction with adapt.
you didn’t really pay too much attention to it, being used to getting shipped if you shared air with anyone.
during adapt’s class, your chat was exploding with the same thing from the day prior even though not much happened.
“you need help over there?” he asks, pointing directly at you and your confused expression.
you were surprised he even noticed you were confused since you didn’t say a word about being confused at all.
omg he noticed herrrr
lowk i would stay after class again
why is he deadass a good prof?
he’s so different w her
by day three, it had died down a bit. your chat was mostly telling you to collab with some of the other streamers like yonna.
yonna was a sweet girl who had captured the hearts of many through her amazing and funny personality.
eventually, hanging out with her led you to meet up with plaqueboymax, marlon, and lacy as you helped them push lacy in his wheelchair. you guys were simply exploring the grounds of streamer u.
you were messing around with the guys and your camerawoman until you hear lacy scream, “daddy, daddy!”
you look up to find the culprit, and it’s no other than adapt.
he was dressed in all black, and you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander, taking a subtle second to check him out.
he dabs the guys up and makes his way over to you, pulling you in for an easy side hug. your chat immediately screams what’s practically echoing in your own mind.
HE GAVE HER A HUG
he looks so fineee
w y/n and adapt
“me and y/n got something for you,” lacy says, earning a puzzled look from you since you definitely don’t recall getting him a single thing.
lacy reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny hot dog keychain. “look, it’s a hot dog”
“oh my god, let’s fucking go” adapt says, dabbing him up again before nodding his head toward you.
god, he looked too good with those glasses on.
“we got you a hot dog, that means you have to give her your hot dog now” lacy announces, and you seriously wished the earth would open up a massive hole and swallow you whole.
not only was the innuendo atrocious, but howling laughter erupted from practically all of your friends. you simply muttered, “oh my gosh” grabbed the handles of lacy’s wheelchair to push him far away.
YOOO w lacy
the sponsors are not liking this one
she HIGHKEY wants him
L lacy for doing my girl dirty like that
“wait, don’t go!” lacy protests as everyone starts to walk the same way you were, though they conveniently lag a little behind.
adapt breaks into a light jog to easily catch up to your pace.
“you good?” he asks, a hint of genuine amusement and concern in his voice.
you cover your burning face with a hand, feeling the heat creep straight up to your ears. “yes, it’s just lacy trying desperately to be the clip” you say with a flustered, soft laugh.
he chuckles softly, the deep sound doing entirely too many things to your nervous system. without you even noticing, your friends have completely stopped following you, staying back by the staircase.
adapt slows his stride to match yours, glancing sideways at you with a slow, knowing smirk playing on his lips. “but honestly, if you wanted my attention, you didn't have to resort to pocket sized hotdog”
your eyes widening slightly at the direct hit. “i didn't buy you the hot dog” you defend quickly, though your voice betrays you, laced with a nervous smile.
“mhm, sure” he teases, stepping just a little closer so his shoulder brushes lightly against yours. “though if we're handing out trades? what's a guy gotta do to get your attention next time?”
you try to come up with a witty comeback, but your brain completely shuts down. your chat is undoubtedly losing their minds right now since gianna is probably just zooming into yours and adapt’s convo and letting lacy take over your stream.
“wow, okay. real confident, aren’t you?” you manage to say, shaking your head while trying to keep your composure, though you most certainly aren’t.
adapt laughs, a sound that makes your stomach do a stupid little flip. you two come to a complete halt, trapping you in your own little corner away from the group.
“only for you” he says smoothly, dropping his voice lower so it feels entirely meant for you.
you cant even focus on the way he’s looking at you, let alone maintain his eye contact. so instead, you focus entirely on the way the afternoon sun hits the frames around the building.
“you’re terrible” you mutter, there’s no real bite behind it. your soft smile slipping onto your face.
“more like, persuasive” adapt counters effortlessly, slipping his hands into the pockets of his black pants.
he glances back at the staircase where plaqueboymax, marlon, and lacy and the camera crowd are huddled together, making exaggerated whispering gestures and terrible kissing faces at the two of you.
yea, that’s definitely getting clipped.
“well,” adapt says, turning to face you fully, blocking your view from your friends, just enough to keep you looking right where he wants you.
his gaze is intense, locking onto yours with a playful challenge lingering in his eyes. “class starts early tomorrow. think you can survive another round of my class or are you gonna need another coffee bribe to save you?”
you cross your arms over your chest, biting your lower lip as you look up at him. “you’ll see, professor”
“can’t wait” he murmurs with a slow, wicked grin, before finally stepping around you to rejoin the group, leaving you standing there with your heart hammering in your chest.
⟡
the internet was going crazy with yesterday’s interaction of you and adapt.
clip after clip, edit after edit.
at first, you couldn’t believe he could actually be into you. just because you didn’t know each other so well, but now, there’s a possibility that he might most definitely be into you.
day four went by quick, everyone trying to make the most out of the day. meeting everyone they hadn’t, challenges, videos, clipfarming.
unfortunately, everyone was busy. and by everyone you mean adapt, you had hardly seen him after his class. not like you had anything specific you wanted to say, but it was nice the way he was making you feel.
by the last day, everyone was packing and recording their last moments.
you had skipped your classes, very carefully not to be caught.
kai is coming after her
nah fanum is running rn
look behind you 🤣
you went to the cafeteria after all classes were done, and it was pretty packed.
you met so many new people and definitely some potential new collabs.
as you made your way through the crowd, kai cenat’s voice was heard calling your name.
you were slightly scared, thinking you got caught ditching, but he simply asked you about your experience at streamer u.
“it was so much fun! thank you so much for having us, this was definitely a ten out of ten experience. can’t wait to see what’s for next year” you say as he places his arm around you and you speak into both your and his camera.
“of course, thank you for coming and putting your best foot forward” he says, and he smiles, “now what would you think if we brought some celebrities to next year’s university?”
“oh my gosh, that would be crazy, for sure. like who though?” you ask.
“some friends, you know,” he says. “you are definitely invited too” he adds, and you can practically hear his teasing voice as he says, “if you’re going to be there, i gotta bring adapt back too, huh?”
you try to ignore his comments by smiling, but you fail and laugh a little, “no, yea, back to the celebrities though, by bringing your friends, you mean like tyla?” you tease him back, emphasizing on friends.
“alright, well it was nice having you, okay? have fun” he says as he leaves immediately, smiling and understanding the joke too.
as he walks away he says, “also you gotta stop by the police department, you were caught at the party”
you turn to your camera and put a peace sign up, “fries, bro”
after some mingling is done, gianna stays back with the camera as she talks to some of the other camera crew.
you felt suffocated in the cafeteria due to the many people and stepped outside for a second.
unfortunately for you, your peace didn’t last long because you saw adapt walking towards the cafeteria with gilly, his cameraman.
he calls out your name as the two of you walk towards each other.
“hellooo” you say as you give adapt a side hug and dap up his cameraman.
“where are you heading right now?” he asks.
“um, i don’t really know. i just needed some air, it’s pretty packed in there” you say, “maybe i’ll go to the police department, though”
“why?” he says as both of you stand in front of the camera.
“the party” you say.
“ahh, yea. also, i know you weren’t in class today. what was that about?” he says, teasing.
you smile and shrug your shoulders.
“all right, flock. guess we are going to the police department, let’s go” he says as the two of you walk together, just talking and laughing with the camera following you behind.
once you reach the police department, you hear music coming from the outside.
“kai really popping off with security” you say as you knock, not even knowing if they could hear you.
fanum opened the door, “aye” he says as he steps to the side to let the three of you in.
“we know why y’all in here, just go take your mugshot, kids” he says as he grabs the handcuffs and walks over to the wall with the fake booking process.
“wait,” adapt says as he grabs the handcuffs from fanum and puts one on your wrist and one on his.
he hands you the placard, lifting it up along with your right wrist and his left one.
you treat it as if it were a photoshoot. three pictures are snapped.
one where the two of you pretend to be sad, another one where you two are mad, and the third one was where he made a joke and you are laughing while he’s just looking at you with a soft smile.
after that, you two head back outside where everyone is at the courtyard.
you’re still with adapt and gilly when you find gianna again and pull out your phone to actually read the chat again.
NAH she left us this whole time for adapt
they gotta be dating
Y/NB
that’s not teacher behavior
you laugh at your chat, explaining where you had gone and showing them the pictures.
adapt was now a little to the side on his own stream, some of the core boys having come up to him.
THOSE ARE SO GF AND BF CODED
ask him if he’ll miss u
im manifesting them tg
he’s the one, girl
“you guys are always easy as fuck” you say, giggling. gianna laughs too, knowing she’s reading the chat right along with you.
ron and jason move from adapt’s stream to yours and you guys start to chat.
“let’s go around to ask questions” jason says as he exchanges looks with ron.
they walk over to adapt, tapping him on the shoulder. “are you going to miss your favorite student?” he says.
you smack jason’s shoulder as ron laughs loudly in the background.
“bro” you say, that familiar heat rushing right back to your cheeks.
“and who’s that supposed to be?” adapt answers, a slow grin spreading across his face because he already knew who they meant.
“ouu, you’re not the favorite” ron teases, pointing right at you.
you roll your eyes, trying to look unfazed, but your smile gives you away completely.
adapt looks past jason and ron straight at you, his eyes locking onto yours as he steps a little closer.
CHAT ARE WE SEEING THIS!?!
my boy is STARING
SJHES SO STRONG
wait she’s actually blushing help
“i don’t have favorites, obviously, ” adapt says smoothly, his gaze never leaving your face, “but i guess i can make an exception”
your jaw drops slightly, your face burning hot as your chat goes completely crazy, spamming in all caps.
“oh, my god, you’re insufferable” you laugh, covering your hot face with your hands for a second before peeking through your fingers at him.
adapt just chuckles, stepping even closer so he’s right in your camera frame, lowering his voice just enough to tease you. “you can stick around after stream to argue about it, then”
the chat loses its absolute mind and even ron and jason start hollering in the background, completely satisfied with the chaos they just caused.
⟡
streamer university was over. and althought you made some really sweet memories, you were glad to be at the comfort of your own bed.
while reposting some videos on tiktok from your phone, you got a notification that made your heart drop a little.
thefazeadapt tagged you in a post.
you tap it instantly, scrolling through the photo dump. few selfies and pics where he somehow looks impossibly good, some group shots with the guys, and then you swipe to the very last slide.
it’s the photo of the two of you at the police department. the one where you’re laughing after his joke while he just looks at you, smiling.
the caption said, “if anyone knows anything about something (or abt her) lmk after class🫡”
your heart stutters for a second, that familiar, annoying pull in your chest snapping right back into place.
you bite your lip, thumb hovering over the comment section to type out a reply, when your phone buzzes against the mattress.
a text from an unsaved number flashes across the top of your screen, though you already know exactly who it belongs to.
july 2026 / merakiletters

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After a night with Alex/adapt, he goes on stream with core while shirtless not knowing that there are scratches all down his back. During the stream, core members realize what they are
PATCH NOTES, ADAPT
adapt (alex) x f!reader, word count: 1.6k
summary: alex thought it was just another pool day until chat noticed something he didn’t. between the teasing, the accusations, and one very unfortunate camera angle, alex does what he does best… he makes it worse!
notes: fluff at the beginning, suggestive, established relationship between reader & alex, humorous?, corny, chat involved, alex being alex and core is mainly in this fic
the room was quiet.
the curtains were still mostly drawn, leaving only thin streaks of sunlight stretching across the shared bed.
alex was asleep on his stomach, one arm lazily wrapped around your waist, his face half, buried against the back of your shoulder. his breathing was slow and even, warm against your skin.
you smiled to yourself. for someone who insisted he wasn’t clingy, he certainly had a habit of finding you in his sleep.
carefully, you turned just enough to face him. his hair was even messier than usual, sticking up in every direction. there was a faint crease across his cheek from the pillow, and he looked so peaceful you almost felt bad for waking him.
almost.
you brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead before leaning down to press a soft kiss there.
nothing, another kiss.
still nothing. you laughed quietly.
“alex…”
he made a sleepy noise that sounded suspiciously like, “five more minutes.”
“you’ve been saying that for ten.”
his grip around your waist tightened instead, gently pulling you closer until there was barely any space between you.
“so clingy,” you teased.
“i’m asleep.”
“you literally just answered me.”
“i don’t remember.”
you smiled, unable to help yourself, and kissed the tip of his nose.
one eye finally cracked open.
“…you’re annoying.”
“and yet…” you kissed him once more, this time on the lips. “…you still smiled.”
“i did not.”
“you absolutely did.”
he tried to hide it, but the corners of his mouth gave him away.
after another second, he leaned in first this time, stealing one more slow kiss before resting his forehead against yours.
“…morning.”
“morning.”
neither of you moved, neither of you wanted to.
it wasn’t until the room fell quiet again that alex reached blindly across the nightstand for his phone.
he frowned. “…seriously?”
you looked over, the screen stayed black. “i told you to charge it before bed.”
“i know.”
“you said it’d survive the night.”
“i thought it would.”
“it clearly didn’t.”
he sighed dramatically before letting the dead phone fall back onto the nightstand. “what time is it?”
you reached for your own phone. “….12pm”
his eyes snapped open. “…you’re kidding.”
“i’m not.”
he groaned into the pillow. “oh my God.”
within seconds, he was climbing out of bed in a panic. “i was supposed to meet the guys 30 minutes ago.”
you couldn’t help but laugh as he hurried around the room looking for his swim trunks, towel, keys, and the shirt he’d abandoned somewhere on the floor.
he finally found it, threw it over one shoulder, then walked back over to the bed. “i’ll see you later.” he leaned down for one last kiss before heading toward the bedroom door.
“alex?”
“hm?”
you’d just caught sight of his back.
long, faded red scratches stretched across the left side. a fading souvenir from last night, reminding him exactly where your hands belonged.
“you’ve got..”
“i’ll text you when my phone turns back on.”
“wait, your back”
“i’ll be fine!”
before you could finish, he was already jogging down the hallway.
a second later, the front door closed.
you stared after him for a moment before letting out a laugh.
“…he’s going to find out eventually.”
“so chat…”
jason flipped the camera toward himself as the livestream officially started.
“we’re back.”
the backyard was already alive.
music drifted from a speaker by the pool, silky was trying to convince ron to jump in first, and marlon was digging through a cooler looking for drinks.
the stream title read: POOL DAY W/ CORE
chat immediately filled the screen.
W STREAM
WHERE’S ADAPT
BRO’S LATE
ron checked his watch with exaggerated disappointment. “he’s late, that’s a fine.”
“a fine?” jason laughed.
“yeah.”
“for what?”
“i don’t know yet, but we’ll think of something.”
right as he finished speaking, the side gate creaked open.
“there he is.”
alex walked in carrying an energy drink and holding up his phone. “my alarm never went off.”
ron looked at the black screen. “…dead?”
“completely.”
“you ignored every call.”
“i couldn’t answer if I wanted to.”
jason grabbed the phone for half a second before handing it back. “…yeah, that’s definitely dead.”
marlon laughed. “so that’s actually a valid excuse.”
“told you.” alex dropped his bag beside one of the lounge chairs.
it was already hot enough that nobody questioned him pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it onto the chair.
“can we get in the pool now?” he asked.
“after you explain why you’re late,” ron answered.
“i literally just did.”
“no, that story sounds too responsible.”
“it is responsible.”
“it’s unlike you.”
alex shook his head with a laugh and bent over to grab a basketball sitting beside the cooler.
the camera caught his back for only a moment.
chat exploded.
WAIT
LOOK
JASON TURN AROUND
HIS BACK
jason frowned at the flood of messages. “why is everyone typing ‘back?’”
ron glanced toward alex, his eyebrows lifted.
“…hold on.”
jason followed his gaze.
“…no way.”
“what?” alex asked, still holding the football.
ron pointed. “turn around.”
alex blinked. “why?”
“just trust me.”
confused, alex turned.
for a second, nobody said anything.
then jason let out a laugh. “bro.…”
“what?”
“you’ve got scratches all over your back.”
alex instinctively reached behind himself. “…i do?”
“you seriously didn’t notice?”
“no.”
marlon walked over, trying not to laugh. “i don’t know how you missed them.”
alex frowned. “i can’t exactly see my own back.”
“fair point.”
he thought about it for another second before shrugging.
“…i got nerfed last night”
jason stared at him, ron covered his face.
“you did not just say that.”
“what?”
“that was terrible.”
alex grinned. “i thought it was funny.”
“it was awful.”
“it was kind of funny,” marlon admitted.
ron pointed toward the camera. “chat already clipped it.”
alex looked over at the camera. “of course they did.”
messages were flying by too quickly to read individually.
I GOT NERFED
THAT WAS SO BAD
CLIP IT
HE’S NEVER ESCAPING THIS
jason folded his arms. “so…”
“so?”
“you gonna explain the scratches?”
alex shrugged. “nope.”
“nothing?”
“they’re scratches.”
“we can see that.”
“they’ll heal.”
ron laughed. “that’s all we’re getting?”
“that’s all you’re getting.”
jason nodded dramatically toward the camera. “the official statement.”
alex picked the basketball back up and spun it once in his hand. “you guys done?”
jason smiled. “for now.”
“good.”
ron tossed him a pair of sunglasses, “but I’m still calling that line terrible.”
alex caught them with one hand. “…you’re just mad you didn’t think of it first.”
ron laughed. “yeah, absolutely not.”
within seconds, the conversation had moved on, jason cannonballed into the pool.
marlon immediately complained about getting splashed.
silky chased ron around the deck with the camera after he stole someone’s towel.
alex finally got the basketball game he’d wanted.
even as the afternoon settled into the usual chaos, chat kept sneaking the same message into the feed every few minutes.
I GOT NERFED.
by the end of the stream, it had become the joke of the day.
alex just shook his head every time he saw it. “…i’m never hearing the end of this, am i?”
ron smiled. “not a chance.”
request!
Can u please do a freaky adapt and y/n smau? And like photos on instagram from both of them like on their stories (it doesn’t have to be freaky,just if u can add a little freakiness it would be goood) :)
texts with bf!adapt
⤷ ゛bf!adapt x fem!reader ˎˊ˗
messages
insta stories | y/n (last one is close friends)
insta stories | adapt (last one is close friends)
AMOURIIESS SPEAKS: thank you sm for this request!! i know it’s not exactly how you wanted it and i do apologize for that but i also didn’t make it so explicit because my next adapt post is smut so i didn’t wanna do two explicit ones back to back if that makes sense? again so so sorry!!!
BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS, ADAPT
adapt (alex) x reader, word count: 505
author’s note: first adapt fic! sorry if it’s a little corny, i’m definitely open to writing for more streamerss if anyones interested, enjoy <3
boyfriend!adapt who always hugs you before either of you leaves.
it starts as a quick “bye,” but somehow always turns into one of those hugs where neither of you lets go right away. he’ll rest his chin on your head for a second before quietly saying, “okay… now you can go.”
boyfriend!adapt who never thinks quality time has to be anything fancy.
you’ll spend hours together doing completely different things, you watching tiktoks while he’s editing, one of you talking while the other listens,and somehow those end up being your favorite days.
boyfriend!adapt who remembers every little thing you say without making a big deal about it.
weeks after you mention a restaurant you’ve wanted to try or a snack you couldn’t find, he’ll randomly pull into the parking lot or hand it to you like it wasn’t something he’d been thinking about.
boyfriend!adapt who teases you nonstop because getting a reaction out of you is one of his favorite things.
he’ll grin when you roll your eyes, laugh when you shove his shoulder, and then pull you back into his side before you can pretend you’re actually annoyed.
boyfriend!adapt who leaves hoodies at your house “by accident.”
every time you ask if he wants it back, he shrugs and says, “nah, keep it,” even though it was never an accident in the first place.
boyfriend!adapt who always notices when something feels off.
you don’t even have to tell him you’re having a bad day, he can hear it in your voice or see it on your face. instead of pushing you to talk, he’ll sit beside you, hand you your favorite drink, and wait until you’re ready.
boyfriend!adapt who loves late-night drives because they’re the only time neither of you feels rushed.
the music stays low, one hand stays on the wheel while the other finds yours, and conversations somehow drift from the dumbest topics to things you’ve never told anyone else.
boyfriend!adapt who always makes sure you’re included.
if he’s gaming with friends, he’ll still check on you every so often. if everyone’s hanging out, he’s naturally pulling you into conversations instead of accidentally leaving you on the sidelines.
boyfriend!adapt who has a camera roll full of pictures you never knew he took.
blurry ones of you laughing, staring out the car window, fixing your hair in the passenger seat, or looking down at your food. when you ask why he took them, he just says, “because you looked cute.”
boyfriend!adapt who reaches for your hand without realizing he’s doing it.
it happens crossing streets, waiting in line, walking through stores, literally everywhere until one day you notice you don’t even think about it anymore either.
boyfriend!adapt who always texts you after you get home.
not because he has to, but because knowing you made it back safely gives him peace of mind. sometimes it’s just, “home?” and the conversation somehow turns into another hour of talking before either of you goes to bed.
boyfriend!adapt who never makes your relationship feel like something you have to compete for.
even when work gets busy, he’ll make time to call, stop by for an hour, or bring you food just because he missed you. somehow, even on his busiest days, you never question whether you’re important to him.
MAY YOU NEVER LOSE YOUR HYPERFIXATION