#james willems x reader x elyse willems

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Can you do something with James eylse and y\n where James and Eylse wants to try something different so they ask y\n to be in a threesome with.

(lordy lord this is a 10/10 request and I hope I have done it justice - if you want me to continue the smut at the end just shoot me an ask but I was not bothered and thought the fic had gone on long enough - 1,308 words)

Sitting at the bar, a strong drink in one hand and your phone in the other, you wondered how you’d busy yourself for the rest of the night. You were no stranger to being alone at a bar on a Friday night, changing location every other week to prevent yourself from being judged too harshly.

A vibration felt in your right hand drew your attention back to your phone. Tapping on the notification you smirked; Elyse had just sent you a photo of her and James, both smiling widely, walking in downtown LA along with the message, “What bar are you at tonight? We want to catch up with our fave gal ;)”

Typing back the name and address of the bar you took another sip of your drink, finishing it, and ordering another. Almost half way through your next drink you felt a warm pair of arms wrap around you. One look confirmed they were James’; very muscular but surprisingly gentle.

“I can’t believe it’s been so long!” You exclaimed, now hugging Elyse.

“I know! How have you been?” Elyse replied, James turning to the bartender and ordering drinks for the two of them.

“Can’t complain, honestly. And what about the two of you? Done anything exciting in the, what? Two months since we last talked?” You notice a shared look between the couple and grow confused. They only held each other’s glance for several seconds but it was long enough for you to grow slightly suspicious.

“We’ve been…” Elyse began, trying to hint at something before James interrupted her.

“Great. We’ve been great. Benson’s great, we’re great, everything is just great.”

Now you were well and truly suspicious. The Willems’ had never been ones for subtlety, and it showed.

“You sure? ‘Cause the two of you are acting pretty fuckin’ weird right now.” You took a sip of your drink and intently studied their expressions. They appeared to be in the midst of an argument; perhaps they thought coming out would dissipate the harsh feelings, a plan which had not yet worked.

“Yeah, there’s uh… There’s something we want to ask you. James?” Your eyes narrowed, looking from Elyse to James and back again. James’ eyes widened as Elyse shifted the task of asking you the hyped up question onto him.

“We need you to be completely honest with us,” James prefaced, making direct eye contact with you. “Would you maybe consider joining the two of us in the bedroom? For, uh, for a threesome?It’s not like our sex life is bad… We just want to try something a little, ya know, different. So what do you say?” Both James and Elyse looked at you expectantly with extreme sincerity and seriousness.

You let out a long sigh, trying to weigh up every positive and negative outcome before giving your answer. Honestly, it had been a while since you last had sex and you didn’t want to pass up the opportunity that was just presented to you. It didn’t help that James and Elyse were both very attractive people, and from what you had heard (from Elyse, mainly) James was very good in bed.

“It’s a hard offer to refuse, believe me.” You start, finally finished weighing up the consequences. “But are you sure you want me? Not some random chick you can pick up at a club, take home, and never see again?”

“Look, Y/N. We’ve spent a long fucking time discussing this and we both agree: we want you.” James stated simply, accompanied by silent nodding from Elyse. “And we want it to be good for you - we don’t want you to just be there to spice up our sex life.”

“I didn’t need much more convincing, so yeah. I’ll do it.” You say confidently, glad your night took a turn for the better.

“Then let’s get out of here” James leaned in close to you and whispered in your ear, placing a hand on your shoulder as both he and Elyse stood up.

You were nervous as the three of you waited outside the bar for an uber; nervous when you followed them up the driveway; nervous as you watched James insert his key into the lock and nervous you all walked to the bedroom.

“God I didn’t realise how awkward this would be” James broke the silence, taking a step closer to you, using his hands to slowly slide off your jacket.

“I know a way to break the tension,” Elyse added, also taking steps closer to you. You raised an eyebrow in response but did not stop her as she took your face in her hands. Her eyes fluttered shut as your lips came into contact, pressing against each other gently. You could smell her sweet perfume and moved one hand up to cup her cheek as your mouths moved in sync.

She moved her hands to your waist, pulling you flush against her body. As she did so James came up behind you and began kissing the back of your neck, eliciting a soft moan.

Elyse broke away from the kiss with a small laugh. Her lips were soon captured by James, who had leaned over your shoulder. Instead of standing there uncomfortably you began to slowly undress Elyse, pulling off her jacket and unbuttoning her shirt. A surprised gasp left your mouth as one of James’ hands began to roam your body, stopping at your breasts to fondle and play with them.

You put your hands on Elyse’s body experimentally, running the tips of your fingers up and down the skin you had just exposed. Reaching around behind her back you slowly undid her bra; you heard her moan into James’ mouth as her nipples hit the cold air and pebbled.

Tentatively you began to rub her nipples between your fingers, bending down to press feather-light kisses to her collar bone and neck. You felt a tug on the hem of your shirt and, feeling a hardness press against the small of your back, you realised it was James, wanting you to take your shirt off. You obliged happily, breaking away from Elyse - to her disappointment - to pull it off in one fluid movement, depositing it on the floor next to the shirt you had taken off Elyse minutes ago. You heard shuffling behind you and turned your head in time to see James sliding his pants down his legs, giving you a view of the outline of his cock in his boxers.

Brushing Elyse’s hair to one side you leant in to whisper, “I see why you married him.” Sharing a laugh you started to kiss the line of her jaw, following it until you reached her lips. You felt a strong pair of hands wrap around your waist and begin to start undoing the button holding your jeans up. Kicking them off you felt slightly exposed but your feelings of excitement and arousal flared. From previous visits to the Willems’ household you had a vague understanding of where the bed was and began to make a move towards it. You felt the bed hit the back of your knees and you fell backwards onto the bed, pulling both James and Elyse down with you.

“Why haven’t we done this sooner,” Moaned out James as he sank down next to you. The three of you were a mess of limbs, not knowing who’s hands were on who, and you felt yourself fully agree with James’ statement.

The remainder of the night was spent in a blur of ecstasy and passion, feelings you had not experienced for far too long. As the three of you collapsed in a pile of sweaty, tired bodies a collective sigh of satisfaction was released. It was to no one’s surprise when, a week later, you all found yourselves in the same position.

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Holiday Flash Fic Challenge: Day 22

Pairing: James & Elyse Willems x Reader

Prompt: “I covered myself in wrapping paper and a bow because I’m your present!”  

Word Count: 324

Requester: @rooster-geek

“Come on, Adam. Just help tape me up,” you begged him, wiggling around in your wrapping paper cocoon.

Your coworker sighed but obliged. Adam even helped tie the bow around your head.

“And now the door,” you instructed with a grin. Adam who had been pretty whatever about the whole thing did manage to crack a grin as you shuffled awkwardly through the door.

“I- What is that?” Bruce asked as soon as he heard the crinkling of the paper around you.

“Special delivery for the Willems!” you shouted.

James and Elyse were both out of their seats instantly. Bruce made a face, “Come on. We’re in the middle of a video.”

“Sorry,” you flashed an innocent smile as James and Elyse started to unwrap you.

“I wonder what it could be?” James hummed, playfully.

“I’m thinking a puppy. Who do you think it could be from?” Elyse played along.

“I think it's from a secret Santa,” you replied.

“Who said that?!” James paused and looked around making you giggle.

“James, I think our present is giggling,” your girlfriend laughed finally unwrapping you.

“Just what I asked Santa for!” James wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug.

“We thought you were heading home for the holidays,” Elyse kissed your cheek.

“I was but I talked to my family because really I didn’t want to miss our first Christmas together,” you explained as you wrapped your arms around them.

“Couldn’t have asked for a better gift,” Elyse snuggled up against you.

“Agreed,” your boyfriend added.

“It’s going to be so great, getting up on Christmas morning together and exchange gifts in our pjs. It just wouldn’t feel right without you,” Elyse sighed.

“You guys are real cute and all and hate to break this love fest but video,” Bruce pointed to the camera running.

“Oh yeah!” James exclaimed and they each kissed one of your cheeks before running back over to finish recording.

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Send in yo' requests ~ final's week relief

I'm sure you're wondering why I've gathered you at this ungodly hour (it's 9:41am and I have so much school shite I should be doing but therz no time) Fellow readers and lurkers, reading fanfics have kept me up days in a row (back when I went to a traditional fckn school) and I would get up and read them specifically in government/Econ because we'd work on group projects so we'd lounge in the library while on our laptops and phones working and listening to music and I'd also be reading Matt peake x reader ff (sHHSHHH don't tell my Econ teacher) ANYWAYS! I know x reader ff have kept me occupied and helped get me out of anxious times during finals so I'd like to be able to write and provide the same for those alike: However I can't do much without your own thoughts, your preferences, prompts, specific requests, non specific requests, song requests, etc. You name it, send it in via anon, non anon, message, post. (Whatever you prefer <333)

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Yo your stuff is really good love. Could you maybe do a James Willems where he is picking on the reader in a gameplay video and Bruce starts as well and he gets irritated cause making fun of the reader is HIS thing. Then she is jut all blushy and smiley because she like James and thinks its adorable that he flirts like a middle schooler. I hope you write for FH lol

If Only You’d Asked Me

Pairing: James x reader

Warnings: swearing, drinking,

A/N: I honest to god love Elyse but for the sake of thisfic she isn’t married to James, but she still works at Funhaus, but I havenothing against her, it’s just that this fic doesn’t work if her and James are married.

When you arrived at the Funhaus offices you were unsurprisedto see that they were still in the middle of their drunk Mario Maker streameven though James had told you that they would be done by now. You and Jameslived in the same apartment block and since you worked only a few blocks fromhim the two of you often carpooled together, especially on days like today,when James knew he wasn’t going to be capable of driving himself home. As you entered the room you quickly waved at the camera andthen found yourself a seat out of sight of the camera. You had been in enough videos with the guys and Elyse that the fans knew who you were andthat upon your entrance some of the comments in the chat were greetings aimedat you but other than that the Funhaus gang seemed either too immersed in thegame or maybe just too drunk to take note of your arrival.

It wasn’t until a good five or ten minutes later when Elysefinally noticed you sat off in the corner of the room. You had chosen to justwait out the end of the stream and just spend some time chatting with some ofyour friends and thus you ended up entirely in your own world, only returningto the present when Elyse started throwing bits of her bread at you.

“Y/N, join us” Elyse whined, “we’re all too drunk tocomplete this level” And so that’s how you ended up sitting on the couchplaying Mario maker between James and Bruce who were both absolutely hammered.You on the other hand were completely sober but still equally as bad, if notworse, at Mario maker than the drunkards surrounding you.

You had agreed to join in their game but despite all theirprotests you hadn’t touched a single drop of the alcohol that they wanted youto drink, and so as you continued to die over and over again it was James thatfirst got annoyed.

“Y/N you’re the sober one out of us! You shouldbe able to play better than us.” James slurred. And with that he startedpoking you, “Come on Y/N, you’re playing like shit.” AlthoughJames’ words sounded harsh you knew he didn’t mean it, that’s just how he waswith you. He would joke and say things that would be offensive if they weresaid by anyone else but you always knew that he really did care, he just wasn’tgood at expressing his feelings. And plus, you thought it was cute that heflirted like a middle schooler.

It wasn’t long until Bruce also started to get annoyed athow bad you were playing, “I thought you were meant to be good at videogames Y/N!” He exclaimed when you died again and they all had totake another shot of whatever it as they were drinking. You knew he didn’t meananything by it but when he said it you felt James tense up next to you,and you could tell he wasn’t happy with the way that Bruce had said that.

“Look Bruce.” James started, “Just because Imake fun of Y/N for how bad she is at video games doesn’t mean you canas well. That’s my thing.”

“You don’t have a monopoly on making fun of Y/N.”Bruce retorted, “Just because you’re in love with her and don’t know howto tell her!” As those words left Bruce’s mouth younoticed two things, the look of regret on his face, and the blush that spreadover James’.

“So what if I do? Y/N is pretty, and smart, andfunny, and way better at video games than you. You’re just jealous” Jamespractically shouted, and now it was your turn to blush, you weren’t used toJames being this open with his feelings. You guys had been dancing around thetopic of your feelings for each other for a while now, neither of you wantingto get hurt or ruin your friendship if the other didn’t feel the same way.“It’s not like anything could come from everyone knowing. It’s not like Y/Neven thinks about me in that way anyway.” James continued, slowly gettingquieter with each word, turning to look away from you even though you had beentoo busy looking at the floor to realise that he had been looking at you in thefirst place.

You felt it was time that you spoke up to counter what Jameswas saying and so you said, “James, look at me,” he didn’t immediatelylook at you and it wasn’t until you put your hand on his shoulder that he didface you, “you’re wrong James. I like you James, maybe even love you, andyou would have known that if only you’d asked me.”

Then he took you by surprise and kissed you. It wasn’t thefirst time the two of you had kissed. The first time you had kissed you wereboth drunk and giggling on James’ couch, making out as if it were the lastthing you would ever do, not that James remembered, the next morninghe had woken up with a killer hangover and no memory of the night before, but not you, you rememberedevery detail. This kiss on the other hand was gentile and full of all the love that both of youhad been hiding for far too long.

That day was a day you’d never forget, a day the fans wouldnever let you forget, it was the start of something beautiful.

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Could you do a full fic with Adam K and the Willemses comforting the reader after they lost a pet?

Word Count: 640

You took a deep breath and tried your best to look put together as you walked into the office. The relief that hit you as you were the first one there for the day was overwhelming, so much so you almost started crying again.

You fled to your desk and dropped your bag on the floor, setting up as quickly as possible so you could look engrossed in your work when everyone else walked in so you wouldn’t have to talk to anyone until you could as least compare yourself for the day.

Peake was the second one in and brought a new wave of relief since you knew he would just take his seat next to you and get to work. As the rest of Funhaus poured in dread started to fill you. You turned up the volume on your headphones and focused harder on your screen.

You were apparently focusing too hard because when Adam placed a hand on your shoulder you let out a scream and all eyes were on you. You looked up at Adam as your emotions you had been trying to shove aside hit you all at once. Tears welled up and burred your vision.

You squeaked out a tiny, “Excuse me.” You stood and rushed out of the room.

You barely made it outside the office building before you crumpled to the ground and began sobbing.

“Stupid furball!” you wailed, curling into yourself. You were embarrassed to be so upset over a cat which only made you cry harder.

You weren’t sure if Adam had followed you or came to check on you when you didn’t come back inside but next thing you knew you were in his arms, crying against his chest.

After what felt like forever you managed to wear yourself out to just small hiccups. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled, wiping your face.

Adam shook his head, “You don’t have to be sorry. Whatever it is, it clearly upset you enough to bring you to tears so there is no reason to be sorry for crying.”

“I meant more so about your shirt,” you managed a half smile as you pointed to the damp spot, appreciative of Adam’s kindness.

“Oh,” he chuckled a little, looking down, “I own a washing machine so I think it’ll be okay.” He looked back to you, “If you want to talk about it I’m here. We all are.”

You looked up at Adam, tears welling up once more, “It’s so stupid but my cat passed away Friday night and I’ve sort of just been a mess sense then.”

“Oh, sweetie!”

You jumped as you heard a voice that wasn’t Adam’s. Looking behind you, you saw James and Elyse coming back from lunch. Elyse shoved her leftovers at James who had barely enough time to react, eliciting a laugh from you. She kneeled down beside you and pulled you into a hug.

“Loosing a pet is like loosing a family member. We all know how close you and your cat were,” she soothed you, rubbing circles into your back.

James stood there awkwardly but offered a smile as you looked up at him. You smiled back, genuinely.

“Thank you. All of you. I don’t think I’ve let myself grieve properly yet and this helped a lot,” you looked at the three of them.

“Why don’t you take the rest of the day off?” James suggested.

You shook your head, “I really don’t want to be alone.”

“Oh, good because Adam was going to take the day off too. Not before we all go get ice cream though,” James smiled.

Elyse was already on her phone texting Bruce as Adam helped you up.

You hugged him tightly, “Thank you. Seriously.”

“Of course,” he wrapped an arm around you as he led you back to the Willems’ car.