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Summary: When trying to get over her ex, Y/n tries writing letters to him.

Warnings: Cursing, Angst

Pairings: Simon x Talia (x Reader)

Fandom: Sidemen

Requested?: No

A/n: Nothing written is meant to be against Talia and Simon’s relationship-I loved Talia even before she and Simon were dating, and love them together, they are my literal parents tbh.

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Dear Simon

I’ve tried getting over you, but every date I’ve been set up on hasn't been the same. They’re not you. I know it’s been five months, and I know you don't think of me any more; but that’s what hurts the most.

I saw the video you posted. I wish we put up coupley videos like that. “Fangirls will go crazy” you had told me. With her, you threw her right in. I wish you showed me of like that. I wish we’d been together so publicly. She knows how to deal with the hate; she’s a youtuber, and I'm not.

Talia seems nice, really. She’s got a perfect body, her makeup is flawless and her hair’s even more so. She is perfect for you-you compliment each other perfectly. I see why we kept our relationship so private now-it was always so clear to everyone else, Simon. I’m glad I get no tweets about us, I’m glad she gets asked ‘where’s Simon?’ in every livestream she does, I’m just glad. Glad she’s perfect for you. Glad she was worth everything that happened between us.

You need to break a few hearts before you find your soulmate. We were almost polar opposites, weren’t we? But with her, you two are identical. I just wish we stood a chance. We were cursed from the very start. I never believed in fate; but now I just might. Everything we did to prevent ourselves from breaking up, every tear split was just biding time until you met her.

The truth is, I don't want to forget you. I told you forgetting was a major fear of mine, but it seems like you already have forgotten me. It hurts, but a wound can't heal with a plaster over it. At least, that’s what I say. I know you’d tell me the same thing.

I ran into Vik the other day. It was awkward. He rubbed his neck, tried to find an easy way out of the conversation. He excused himself rather quickly, and ordered his drinks. I remarked that it looked as if he was ordering for all the sidemen-even pointing out the drink you’d always got. He said it was, in fact, for the rest of the sidemen, and that was a drink you and Talia were sharing. My mouth went dry, Simon, it did. I wished him a good day and left. I cried in my car, Simon. Just because you were sharing a drink with your rightful partner.

I’m just sorry. I need to tell you how I feel after five months, and I hope this'll make me feel better. My family still ask around for you-say how happy we seemed. I guess everyone can be wrong once in their lives. Nights are sometimes hard, but so is everything. I hope one day I'll find someone who makes me as happy as you and Talia are.

I’m sorry things ended so awkwardly, I’m sorry your friends don't even want to look at me with anything but sorrow and pity. I’m just so fucking sorry for everything I did. I know it was a clean breakup, and I know that I have nothing to be sorry for, but I just am.

I’ll write a better letter when I forget.

Yours,

Summary: Vik and Y/n try to ease the tension the ghosts of Tahlenbont Hall have brought the rest of the sidemen by playing piano

Warnings: Cursing but it’s the sidemen so what did you expect?

Pairings: Vik x Reader

Fandom: Sidemen

Requested?: No

A/n: A little background; this takes place back in last year, just when the sidemen got back together and were on a ‘secret project’ in Wales-yes, you are a sideman. They stayed in Tahlenbont hall and strange things started to happen. This takes place in Vik’s vlog, just after he claims he’s going to wake everyone up at 4 with “spooky chords”. Be proud of me cause this ones slightly gender neutral!

Quite a short but sweet one!

This imagine was based of the Piano Scene in Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows:

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“I’ll haunt you, then! I’ll wake you up with spooky chords, it’ll hit four AM and you’ll just hear…” Vik said, hitting a low chord on the piano. You laughed as you sat by the piano.

“Teach me?” You asked, pressing a key.

“Sure” He said, sitting beside you as you put your camera away. He placed his hands over yours, teaching you where your hands go. You nodded through his explanation, staring as he played a soft note. He left a gap for you to try, and you did. The keys were right, but they weren’t playing the right note, if that makes sense. You looked at Vik for some sort of validation. He laughed softly.

“Be a bit gentler” He coaxed, getting you to press the right chord again. You tried again, but it still sounded too heavy. He took your hands and sat them in your lap, softly pressing the keys to make a melodic tune. You looked at him in awe and disbelief, watching him as he finished the melody. He smirked as you tried to copy his movements, but the notes came out harsh. You sighed and gave up, pressing your face into his shoulder, feeling him leave a soft kiss on your head.

“Maybe another day, Y/n” Vik smiled

“Another day’s not going to make me less shit” You pouted, but it was soon cut off by a short and sweet kiss. Simon made gagging noises in the background, causing you guys to part.

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