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D_WI - Ethan Nestor (Crankgameplays)
Requested by Anonymous: Can you do a what dating crankgameplays would be like please I understand if you can’t.
I sure can, who doesn’t love our blue boy. Also has one swear word but other than that it’s clear. Enjoy!
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- Competing with Chica for his love
- Being in livestreams with him
- You, Amy and Kathryn being squad goals
- Hanging out in the office with the others
- Singing duets with Ethan
- Pranks until you drop
- Intense af Mario Kart competitions
- If you go abroad he would be constantly texting you
- Counting down the days until you get back
- Skype every night
- Being the only person able to keep up with his hyperness
- The others think you’re all innocent and cute
- UNTIL
- You stub your toe on one of the office chairs
- And out comes the most creative and intense string of swearing they’ve ever hear
- There’s a shocked silence, then Mark breaks out into a grin
- “Can we keep her?”
- So many puns
- Netflix binging in the evening
- Regular Harry Potter reruns
- Piggybacks all day every day
- Quite a touchy couple
- Constant hand holding
- Sometimes it’s the whole hand, sometimes just a few fingers
- 2 am conversations are a regular occurrence
- “If you turned into a giant marshmallow and then ate a marshmallow, would it be cannibalism?” “Ethan go the fuck to sleep”
- A loving smile appearing on his face when he sees you interact with kids
- Giving each other random dares the whole time
- Neither of you ever failed a dare
- That is until you dared Ethan to go a whole week without any form of physical contact with you
- He didn’t even last two days
- You now own quite a few of his shirts
- Cute gifts at every celebration
- Unsuccessful baking
- Stopping him from running across the road when there’s a tiny gap
- Having a minor heart attack every time he does something impulsive and dangerous
- You’re the wittiest person he knows
- Being referred to as “Mum and Dad” in the fandom
- Supporting him in everything he does and vice versa
- Literally the other halves of each other
Where can I buy an Ethan
Pillow fort - Ethan Nestor
Anonymous asked: Can you do one where the reader has the apartment to her self and she doesn’t wanna be alone so she calls Ethan?
Sure thing, hope you like it! Also thank you all so much for the overwhelming response to my last CrankGamePlays post, I have no idea why it got such a large response! Let me know if you want a part two!
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“Josh is here, I’m going! See ya later!” Your flat mate Elodie shouted from the other side of the apartment, followed by the sound of the door closing, leaving a slightly disturbing silence behind her. You glanced around, looking for something to do when you realised just how long it had been since you were last home alone. Usually Elodie or one of your other friends was here, or you were at the office with the team.
Suddenly, an idea came into your head and you picked up your phone, clicking on the contact labelled ‘My Bestest Bud In The Whole Entire Universe’ (you can guess who chose the name). After a few rings, you heard a voice on the other end of the line.
“Suuuuuuuh dude!” It said, making you roll your eyes.
“Hey Eth. What’re you up to?” You replied.
“Nothin’ really, just chilling at home. You?”
“Same as you. Anyway, Elodie’s gone out with Josh so I’m home alone and I was wondering if you wanted to come over.”
“Is this the real-life version of the ‘my parents aren’t home’ meme?” Ethan asked, laughing at his own joke.
“Haha, very funny Nestor. So, yes or no?”
“I’m on my way already.”
“No you’re not, you’re still in the same position you were when I called.”
“…that is correct. But I’m about to be on my way!”
“Cool, let yourself in when you arrive.”
“Okay byeeeeeeee!” He exclaimed before hanging up, leaving you to raid the fridge because that boy can eat.
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If the sound of the lock clicking open hadn’t alerted you to Ethan’s arrival, his grand entrance certainly did. You were sitting on the couch, your back towards the door, scrolling on your phone when there were heavy footsteps and a cry of “INCOMING!”, shortly followed by a dip in the cushions as a second person appeared next to you.
“Took you long enough,” you greeted, barely flinching at his extravagance.
“Yeah, well I was leaving home when I saw a really fluffy pupper and I couldn’t just ignore it!”
“Fair enough. Anyways, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, what do you want to do?”
“I asked you first.”
“Well I asked you second.”
“My point exactly.” “…you got me.” Ethan conceded and glanced around the room, trying to decide what to do. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he leapt up off the couch.
“By golly I’ve got it!” He exclaimed in a British accent, making you raise an eyebrow as you waited for him to explain. However, due to your probably-too-long friendship, you simply followed his gaze and came to the same conclusion as he did.
“Pillow fort?”
“Hell yeah pillow fort!”
The two of you set to work gatherings pillows, blankets and chairs to construct your cosy den in front of your TV. After 15 minutes you secured the last sheet and stood back to admire your work.
“That looks rather good, if I do say so myself.” Ethan said, resuming his British accent.
“Oh yes, it looks absolutely spiffing!” You joined him, making the two of you laugh at your voices.
“After you m’lady.” He gestured to the entrance with one arm.
“Why thank you kind sir.” You curtsied before climbing in and lying down on the floor of pillows and waiting for Ethan to join you. As he settled himself in, you flicked through the movie choices before stopping on the first Harry Potter movie. An idea popped into your head, and you turned to Ethan, a big grin on your face.
“Harry Potter movie marathon?”
“Oh hell yeah!” He exclaimed, prompting you to leave the fort and put in the first DVD. As it loaded you went into your kitchen to get snacks, bringing out packs of crisps, two bags of popcorn and the ingredients for hot chocolate. As you put the mugs in the microwave to heat them you saw Ethan crawling out of the fort to join you, stopping to take a few pictures of it before entering the room.
He leant against the counter, watching as you moved around, preparing the drinks, a small smile appearing subconsciously on his face.
“You need any help?”
“I think I’m good,” you answered just as the microwave beeped loudly at you, signalling the end of the heating. “Can you bring the snacks and I’ll bring the drinks.”
“Okie dokie.” The two of you returned to the fort and repositioned yourselves before you hit play, signalling the beginning of a long night.
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About half way through the second movie, you started throwing popcorn in the air and tried to catch it in your mouth, Ethan watching you in amusement.
“Try me,” he said, and you complied, throwing a piece at his mouth which he caught with ease.
“My turn,” you said, handing him the bag, marking the start of your new game which had you both grinning and laughing by the time you got to the end of the bag. When that happened, Ethan returned his attention to the movie whilst you observed him for a few more moments, watching as he gazed attentively at the screen with a child-like wonder as Harry fought the basilisk, a small smile appearing subconsciously on your face.
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At some point late at night (or early in the morning, hard to tell) you started feeling sleepy, finding it harder to pay attention to the film, your mind becoming more occupied by thoughts of rest, the blanket draped over you adding to your weariness. You felt yourself nodding off slowly, until you gave in and let your mind switch off as you fell asleep.
Ethan, on the other hand, was still very much awake but noticed your sleeping form next to him. He let his body take over as he pulled the blanket on top of you higher up so you would be warmer, but as he released it he felt your fingers wrap around two of his, holding him there. He looked at your face to see if he had woken you but discovered you were still slumbering peacefully.
Unable to bring himself to pull his hand away, he used his free hand to grab the remote and turn off the TV before positioning himself next to you, and without realising what he was doing he draped an arm across your waist as you moved closer to the new heat source, making him blush slightly before closing his eyes and joining you in the land of dreams.
Almost lost you
Requested by @glorious-idiot : Hi! I have a couple requests that I'll condense into 1 Can I request crankgameplays x reader for kiss prompt #11 or 73 Or for dialogue prompt "You need to be more careful" Thank you💙💙
Here you go babe, sorry it took so long! Hope you like it!
Potential trigger warning for road accidents, nothing serious at all but just though I should warn anyone who may be sensitive to it.
#11 - ‘I almost lost you’ kiss
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It was another sunny day in LA, and the gentle breeze made it the perfect day for you to go out on a bike ride around town, especially since it was one of your first full days off in a long time. Not that you didn’t love your job, of course it was amazing to be able to work with your best friends every day, but a break from being constantly on the go is always welcome in your books. You had managed to find a fairly quiet route through town, going past a dog park without coming across too many people, which only added to your feelings of contentment as you rode smoothly along on your bike with your helmet on that your mother had drilled into your head that you always have to wear “just in case”. Turns out mother really does know best.
You came to a section of the road where the bike lane disappears for a few hundred metres, forcing you to have to merge onto the main road with the cars. Normally that would be fine, and you did all the right checks before moving across. However, the woman pulling out of the side road didn’t do the right checks, assuming that the road would be clear as she was in a bit of a rush. This meant that the front of her car went right into your bike’s back wheel as you almost passed her, sending you spinning off your bike and onto the ground, skidding slightly on the rough surface of the road.
“Oh my god! Holy shit! Oh fuck!” You heard a voice yell, followed by the sound of doors slamming, which only made your head hurts even more than it did from the sudden impact.
“I’m so so sorry! Are you okay? Please tell me you’re okay!” The voice said frantically, and you looked up to meet the woman’s eyes. She was very obviously distressed and freaking out even more than you were, even though you were the one who almost got hit by a car for Christ’s sake. You forced a smile and pushed yourself up into a sitting position, wincing slightly from the grazes on your elbows.
“I think I’m alright. You didn’t get me, just the back of my bike, and I had my helmet on so...” you trailed off, glancing at your body and realising that you had actually got very lucky with your injuries, as your grazed arms and legs seemed to be the extent of the damage, since neither the car nor the bike had been moving that fast.
“Are you sure? Oh my god I’m so sorry, I just didn’t see you and then it was too late!” The woman was still panicking, her phone in hand, make you aware for the first time that she had called an ambulance to come and help you.
“Hey, it’s okay, it was an accident, and I’m honestly fine, I promise.” You reassured her, attempting to calm her down, before hearing the wail of sirens getting closer and closer until the ambulance pulled up a short distance from you. The paramedics made their way over to you and brought you back to the ambulance, leaving the woman to continue her small crisis and taking you away to the nearest hospital.
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“I have to say, (Y/N), you are very lucky indeed that the car didn’t hit you head on, otherwise we may be in a very different situation.” The doctor said as both of you stood up, heading for the door so you could go home. All their checks had come back with no serious injuries, leaving you with the advice to just be extra careful for the next few days.
“Thank you very much Doctor, I really appreciate it.” You smiled.
“Not at all, you take care of yourself now!” And with that, you were left to sign a few forms before heading outside the hospital. It was only at that moment that you realised that none of your friends had any idea what had happened to you, and that your boyfriend Ethan would probably be getting worried that you hadn’t replied to his messages. You quickly pulled out your phone and dialled the familiar number.
“(Y/N)? Are you okay? Where are you?” Came a rushed response as soon as Ethan had answered his phone, which was only after two rings.
“Babe, it’s okay, I’m fine. Now, don’t freak out, but I’m at the hospital.”
“WHAT?? Holy shit what happened? Are you alright? Are you hurt? Oh my god are you dying?! What’s going on??”
“Hey, I told you not to freak out!” You joked, hoping to distract from the current situation, but failing miserably.
“Well it’s too late for that now! I’m getting in my car right now, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” You sighed gently but smiled to yourself, taking some comfort from the fact that Ethan was on his way. About 10 minutes after the call, you saw a familiar car pull up on the other side of the car park and a very familiar face popped out, eyes darting around trying to find you.
“Ethan!” You called out, waving one arm to get his attention. As soon as he saw you he was running towards you, crossing the distance in an impressively short time. Instantly he started checking over you body for any obvious injuries, babbling on about how he got here as soon as he could and how he should’ve been with you to stop you from getting hurt. At that you gently grabbed his hands with yours, putting a stop to the frantic motion and making him look you in the eyes for the first time since arriving.
“Ethan. I’m fine. Really. And it’s not your fault, it was an accident, it could’ve happened to anyone.” It was then that you noticed the build up of tears in his eyes, tears at the thought that he could’ve lost you that day if everything had happened just a moment earlier or later. You quickly pulled him in for a hug, him clinging to you like you would disappear if he let go and you taking comfort in his presence. After a little while he pulled back, looking you in the eyes again.
“Don’t ever scare me like that again. Please.”
“I won’t. I promise.” At that he gently cupped your face with one hand, the other positioned behind your neck to pull your face up towards his as he leaned down. The two of you met in the middle in a soft but emotion-filled kiss. You arms slowly went up around his neck as he kept your body pressed against his, not caring that you were in public. His only concern was that you were safe and okay and that you weren’t going to disappear in a second. Eventually the two of you separated, but only a short distance, with Ethan pressing your foreheads together gently, the tears still visible in his eyes at such a close range.
“God, I love you so much.” The boy’s words brought a smile to your face in spite of the events of the last day. “Please don’t leave me, if something happens to you again I don’t know what I’ll do.” A few of the tears made their way silently down his face as his eyes roamed your face, taking in every detail. You pulled your boyfriend into another hug, this one less desperate than the last, but the emotion was still there.
“I love you too. And I promise, I’m not going anywhere.”