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It’s Been Too Long | Jon Jafari(JonTron) x Reader | JonTronShow

Warnings: None.

[Word Count: 1,506]

Author: Moonshine

Description: You and Jon are old friends, and you two finally reconnect and hang out at his apartment for the weekend. I also kept the reader gender neutral so everyone can enjoy :)

Author’s Note: Hey, it’s moonshine! I’m the admin of skeleton-closet-writers! This blog is a host for every fandom in existence; so whatever you want, you can have it! I decided to start dumping my fanfictions on here right away, so here we go. My first one is a JonTron fanfic because there aren’t enough of them out there! I’m sorry it’s short and rushed. I just wanted to get the idea out as quickly as possible. I do better with prompts/requests.

Quick Disclaimer: All of the places, people, personalities, etc are fictitious and is in no way related to real life at all. Also, if you don’t like JonTron, then how the hell did you get here? You might be lost, so uhh, just go back, nothing to see here folks! Anyways, back to the disclaimer: This is a fictional story made for fun. Jon, if you ever come across this fic, I’m sorry. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy!

Your heartbeat quickened as you stood in front of the apartment building. You double check the address, and sigh with relief that it’s the right place. You are a bit nervous for this meetup since you have only been speaking via skype for the past month, catching up with your old friend, Jon Jafari. You both were theater kids together in high school, and after you both graduated, you went off in separate directions. You reminisce on when you saw Jon again for the first time since high school as you walk through the hallway to the elevator. You were on YouTube, and saw in your recommendations a silly review for Birdemic by a channel called JonTronShow. You blinked dumbly when you realized that the guy on the thumbnail was none other than Jon Jafari himself. He has a beard now? You remember thinking to yourself as you eagerly clicked on the video.

You continued to watch his videos until one day, you decided to send him a private message on Twitter. It was a low chance he’d see it, since he has so many followers, but you gave it a go. You simply wrote:

Y/n L/n: Hey, Bird Safari! Long time no see!

You hoped his old nickname would catch his attention. And it certainly did, because later that night, he responded to you with:

Jon Jafari: Y/n!? Holy shit, is that really you? What’re you up to these days?

You smiled at the notification from him, and responded quickly. From that moment on, you two spoke almost everyday, and found that comfort in each other like old times again.

You blink dumbly when the elevator dings, indicating you are now on the floor of Jon’s Apartment. You slowly exhale before lugging your bags down the hallway, scanning the numbers of each door in search of Jon’s place. You remember when you two had your first skype call, and how you both could not stop smiling at each other like idiots. You also consistently made fun of him, saying he still looks like a baby even with the beard, and he noted how you look eerily the same since he last saw you.

When you two talked a few weeks ago, he invited you to stay in his spare room for a weekend so you both can hang out in person. You were incredibly nervous, but gladly accepted the invitation immediately. However, these thoughts of doubt could not leave your mind all week while you were preparing to spend the weekend with your old high school buddy.

You finally approach Jon’s apartment door, and take a deep breath, staring at the painted wood with wide eyes. This is it. You’re going to see your old friend again. You adjust the strap of your bag on your shoulder before knocking on the door.

“I’m coming!” you hear a voice call from inside. You let out the breath you didn’t realise you were holding in before he opens the door. Both of your eyes lock, and he immediately smiles.

“Y/n,” he speaks like he’s out of breath as he says your name. You drop your stuff on the spot, and practically tackle him down with your hug, causing him to laugh. He sluggishly regains his balance before hugging you back.

“I missed you…” Is all you can say as you snuggle into his chest.

“I missed you, too…” Jon says, tightening his grip around you.

After a long moment of silently embracing each other, he finally releases the hug, and you step back to pick up your bag. Jon picks up your other bag and leads you into the apartment.

“Follow me, I’ll show you to your room,” he says, leading you through the hall. He opens a door to his left, and reveals a generic bedroom. Just a simple double bed, dresser, mirror, and desk. Nothing else.

“It’s pretty spacious in here,” you note as you drop your bag at the head of the bed. He places your other bag beside it and rests his hands on his hips.

“Yeah, this used to belong to an old roommate, but he moved out a long time ago.”

“Cool,” you smile, and then start fiddling with the edge of your shirt, not entirely sure what to do with yourself.

“Let me show you the rest of the apartment!” Jon says, gesturing towards the doorway, killing the silence before it got too awkward. You smile and follow him around his home, and he shows you each room in full detail.

“I love your place, Jon. It’s really nice,” you comment after he ends the tour in the living room.

“Thanks,” he replies while scratching his beard. You suddenly notice Jaques, Jon’s green bird who appears in is videos, is in a cage by a few other bird cages.

“I didn’t know you had more than one bird,” You exclaim whilst approaching the bird cages.

“Ah, yeah. Jaques is the one I show in my videos, but I don’t usually show off my other birds,” Jon states while looking at the birds with you. Jon introduces you to each bird, and then you both sit down on the couch.

“So, wanna play a game, or something?” Jon asks shyly.

You smile and nod, looking at his entertaiment area while asking, “Yeah, do you have Mario Kart?”

Jon gorans, and you can’t help but giggle. “We’re not playing that.”

“Why? Because I always crushed you at it?” you smirk at him, and he rolls his eyes at you.

“It’s been a few years since we’ve played together, Y/n. I don’t want to crush your soul if I got better in the past few years…”

“Oh, it’s on, Bird Safari…” you say with your game face on. Jon laughs heartily at the use of his old nickname as he gets up to set up the game.

“Man, I can’t believe I actually missed that god awful nickname,” Jon notes as he plugs in the Nintendo 64 controllers into the console. You laugh, feeling completely comfortable now.

After playing a few races, you both haven’t changed around each other one bit. That also includes you still being the champion of Mario Kart. Jon groans in defeat, dropping his controller on the couch when your character receives the golden cup.

After gloating over your win like a nine year old, you both settle down and decide to watch a movie. Surprisingly, Jon put in your favorite movie, and you can’t help but blush over the fact that he actually remembered your favorite movie. He makes some popcorn, and brings you a cup of your favorite soft drink, along with his own, before starting the film.

You slowly open your eyes, realizing you’ve fallen asleep at some point during the movie. You notice a new movie is playing now, and that you’re not entirely laying on the couch. You’re leaning on Jon’s soft chest, with his arm wrapped around you, keeping you warm and comfy. Your heartbeat picks up its speed when you fully register the situation. You were cuddling into him, and he didn’t say anything? Why didn’t he wake you up! You feel so embarrassed, but you also don’t want to move. For some reason, you don’t want him to know you woke up. Was it out of fear? Or was it because you wanted to stay in his embrace, nestled on his chest forever.

You physically tense up when you feel his hand stroke your arm as he shifts in his seat. He shuts off the movie, and stays absolutely still for a few moments, seemingly holding you tighter than before.

“Y/n? You awake?” Jon whispers. You relax yourself and decide to not respond; pretending to be asleep. He starts to stroke your hair before carefully getting off of the couch. You keep your eyes closed as he picks you up bridal style, and carries you down the hall. He gently places you down on the bed in what you assume is the guest room, and tucks you in. After his hand lifts away from the blanket, you unintentionally reach out for it. Well shit, what the hell am I supposed to do now? He knows I’m awake.

“Y/n?” he whispers, leaning closer to you. You open your eyes slowly, and tug on his arm.

“I’m cold,” you mumble out incoherently, “stay…”

Jon stays quiet for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle.

“You have the blanket.”

“No. You’re warmer,” you mumble out tiredly, “I’m afraid I’ll lose you again, Jon…” you add quieter than before, but he definitely heard it. Jon hesitates until finally, he carefully pulls up the covers and crawls into the bed with you. You instantly cling onto him, and he gently wraps his arm over you. You missed him, his scent, his warmth, his comfort. You had a silly crush on him in high school, but now you know that what you feel has only grown stronger, and you never want to lose him from your grasp ever again.

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Dan was looking through Instagram when his girlfriend, Y/N walked in holding a computer that looked like she grabbed it out of the early 2000’s. “Babe, I found my old computer. It’s filled with old pictures from when I lived in New York.” She said as she sat next to Danny on the couch. Y/N opened a window and Danny was greeted to a picture of a young Y/N in front of the Lady Liberty statue. The next picture was of Y/N in a small apartment next to an African American woman with purple hair. Dan recognized the woman was Donna, Y/N’s old roommate. “I’m gonna take a shower, you can keep looking at those pictures if you want.” She said as she walked out of the living room and into the bathroom. Dan went through a few pictures of Y/N in different locations in New York, but one picture caught his attention. It was a picture of Y/N and Jon hugging. Dan didn’t think that much of it until he saw the next picture. It was of Y/N and Jon kissing in what looked like Central Park. Y/N has a lot of explaining to do.

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✫Start of Something New✫ | JonTron x Female!Reader

(Screenshot from this video on YouTube)

Word Count: 1,818

Author: moonshine ❤

Description: As requested by an anonymous user on Tumblr, I present yet another JonTron fanfiction! The anon didn’t give me any details regarding the actual content for the fic, so I just wrote whatever came to mind. The prompt I made up for this fic –> “You sing karaoke with JonTron at VidCon.”

Author’s Note: For the sake of the plot, the reader can sing/act/perform very well. Also, you have to look at this, and any fic I write, like an AU of our world…because a lot of real-life facts I put in here doesn’t exactly coincide with real life’s timeline.

What is Interactive Fics? It’s a Google Chrome extension that you can get [HERE]. With this, you’ll see your actual name and other info instead of seeing these abbreviations littering fanfictions; Y/n, L/n, E/c, etc.

I kinda left this one open in case any of you are interested in having more added to it. I know lots of people read these fics for him, and they all say “there’s not enough JonTron reader inserts out there!” Honestly, I was one of those people until I got stubborn and impatient, so here I am, writing my own JonTron fics so that there’s more out there. Let me know if you’re interested in reading more parts? Ta-ta for now!

You and your best friend were finally at VidCon, the place where YouTubers come to meet their fans and speak at panels about upcoming content. You were never able to go before with travel expenses and being able to actually get the weekend booked off of work. You and your friend planned for this trip for a few months now, and now that you’re finally here, you can’t get the hamster’s doing somersaults out of your stomach.

You both walk through a big room with multiple stands set up for various YouTube channels. The room is bigger than any banquet hall you’ve ever been to; it compares to the size of a warehouse. A small stage with a simple sound system and generic backdrop catches your friend’s attention, and they tug on your arm to get you to notice it.

“What do you think the mini stage is for?” your friend wonders out loud.

“I dunno,” you cross your arms, “I’m assuming you wanna check it out though.”

Your friend smiles and nods, and you both slowly approach the front of the stage. There’s a small crowd loitering in front of the stage, but nobody seems to even know what it’s set up for. Everyone is just waiting around, talking amongst themselves as they all wait for the big reveal of the stage’s purpose.

After standing with your friend in the front of the small crowd for five minutes, you turn over to them saying, “maybe we should leave. It doesn’t look like much is happening here –”

Just then, a guy walks on stage with a microphone, tapping it to get everyone’s attention.

“Hey, everyone! Welcome to a new fun thing we run here at VidCon! It’s a little thing called karaoke!” the guy says with a huge smile. Everyone laughs, sarcastically groaning and rolling their eyes at the reveal. You and your friend look at each other, laughing at the unsuspected surprise.

“Now, to kick this off, I’m gonna pick two random people to sing for us,” he explains while holding his hand over his eyes, scanning the crowd for two unfortunate souls to embarrass themselves. He stops, pointing in the general direction far behind you to the left. Everyone turns to face where the guy is pointing as he says, “hey, JonTron! You can sing! Come here and help start this karaoke party, will ya?”

“No thanks, I’ll pass,” you hear Jon respond. You are subscribed JonTron, but you wouldn’t describe yourself as a super fan or anything. You hear some people cheer him on, urging him to go on stage, and you and your friend decide to join the audience. If there has to be one thing that you and your friend like the most about this YouTuber; it would have be his talent for singing.

“C’mon, Jon. They all wanna hear your amazing voice!” the guy urges on. You haven’t figured out if this guy is just a YouTuber you haven’t heard of, or if he just works at VidCon as some sort of activity director.

“Karaoke isn’t for singing well, it’s something you do while you’re completely drunk out of your mind,” Jon rebuttals, causing everyone to laugh.

“Sing well - don’t sing well, I don’t care. Just c'mon!” the guy urges one last time. Just then, you hear Jon struggling while Arin from GameGrumps drags Jon to the stage with a hilarious smirk on his face. The small crowd roars with applause as Jon stumbles on the stage, looking out at the crowd like a deer caught in the headlights. The guy on stage leads Jon to one of the mic stands set up, and then leans on the other one.

“Alright, who’s gonna be our lucky candidate the to sing with the one and only, JonTron?”

Suddenly, a couple dozen hands shoot up with some loud screaming from many eager fans. Most of the fans waving their hands and screaming are female, but you notice a few eager male voices in the crowd as well. You didn’t realize your friend was eagerly pointing at you as quickly as the guy on stage did. He suddenly grabs your hand, and pulls you on the small stage, catching you off guard. You shoot your friend a bitch face as you’re positioned behind the microphone to Jon’s left. The guy quickly asks for your name, and you give it with a blank expression. The nerves start kicking in, and you don’t know if you should let yourself sing horribly or actually try.

“Alright, we have Jon and Y/n here to start off karaoke at VidCon!” the guy receives a loud cheer from the crowd that has gotten much larger since the guy first stepped on stage. You notice more people in the distance watching from afar, and some even manoeuvre their way into the ever-growing crowd.

You gulp nervously as the guy walks off stage to his DJ stand, which you realize probably controls all of the instrumental tracks. You notice the two screens in front of you and Jon off stage turn on, and you realize the screen appears behind you as well since everyone laughs at the song displayed.

The instrumental of “Start of Something New” from “High School Musical” starts playing over the PA system, and you nervously look at Jon for a moment. He’s pinching the bridge of his nose, looking like he’s gonna quit at any given moment. You shoot your glance back at the screen in front of you, counting down to the start of the song.

5…4…3…2…1

“Livin’ in my own world, didn’t understand,” you hear Jon’s voice echo through the speakers. He’s not really trying to sing at all; it’s sounds more like a monotone talk-sing. Laughter erupts the room as more people flood into the crowd.

‘Oh, God…’

“That anything could happen, didn’t take the chance.”

You have to make a quick decision as he sings the end of his part.

‘Do I actually try to sing? Or do I talk-sing like Jon to emphasize how awkward this is?’

‘Fuck it…’

“I never believed in, what I couldn’t see,” the crowd’s laughter dwindles down gradually as they realize your voice isn’t half bad. Jon even double takes, looking at you with a small smile on his face, “I never opened my heart,” you feel Jon’s eyes on you still as he sings an ‘Ohh’, “… to other possibilities…ooh…”

“I know, that something has changed…” Both of your voices sound harmonious, causing some people to whistle and cheer at how nice you two sound together. Most people, including yourself and Jon, chuckle at the cheesy irony of the moment with the song.

‘This is so cliche. The guy clearly put this song on as a joke, and we both end up doing a decent job at the song…exactly like what happens in the movie… How ironic?’

Throughout the song, you and Jon mockingly recreate the scene from the movie with perfect attention to detail. You both even recreate the part where he causes you to back up to the edge of the stage, almost falling over like in the movie. The guy running the show catches on to what you two are doing, and gives you a good shove back onto the stage, causing more uproars of cheers and laughter. You two also start belting at some point, still singing harmoniously together.

By the end of the song, you both lower your microphones, looking deeply in each other’s eyes to recreate the movie moment. The crowd roars, and you both burst out laughing with crimson faces. You finally look back out at the crowd, and notice that it has gotten much larger; so large, in fact, that the surrounding booths are almost blocked off because of people trying to squeeze into the audience.

People suddenly start chanting incoherently for a few moments until it becomes loud and clear. “Encore! Encore! Encore!”

You look over at Jon with a crooked smile.

“Are you up for another?” Jon asks you through the microphone.

“I’m in if you’re in,” you reply with a shrug. The crowd erupts in another wave of cheering, and you and Jon look over to the guy running the show.

“Do we at least get to pick the song this time?” Jon asks.

“No,” the guy says with a knowing smirk. Everyone, including you and Jon, burst into a fit of laughter. Suddenly, Arin approaches the guy, whispering what you assume is a song request in his ear before the guy nods and searches through the music library. You notice the screen change color as a new song title pops up. You all laugh as “Firework” by “Katy Perry” appears on the screen. The instrumental track starts playing, and you and Jon take a breath to calm yourselves before another performance.

You both harmonize again; this allows Jon to not strain his voice as he sings an octave lower than you. By the final chorus, you both basically scream it, making ridiculous faces at each “ah, ah, ah” part. And then, you both knowingly look at one another as the ending approaches, and you both scream, “DINO CITY IS A GA-AH-AME!”

The crowd loses it, laughing instead of cheering as the song comes to an end. The laughter soon transitions into another round of applause, and Jon reaches out to gesture for a high five. You eagerly give him a high five, and then you both put you mics on their designated stands.

Before leaving the stage, Jon grabs your hand for a handshake. He quickly leans in, catching you off guard as his lips ghost your right ear.

“You’re very talented. What’s your name, again?” Jon yells in your ear so you can hear him over the crowd. He backs up a bit so you can lean towards his left ear to respond.

“Y/n. Y/n L/n,” you say matter-of-factly before backing up to look into his eyes. You both smile as you finish your handshake, not breaking eye contact in that moment.

In reality, you two maybe starred for three seconds, but you’re pounding heartbeat made time stand still in those three seconds. His skin looks smooth, and very youthful for someone in their late twenties. His eyes are dark brown, but the lights in the room causes them to have a golden shimmer around the outer rim of his irises. Based off of where you stand in height, you guess he must be a few inches under six feet. ‘Maybe 5’11?’, you silently ask yourself. His smile is hypnotizing; it charms you into feeling warm and fuzzy in your core. You’ve never let loose like that with a stranger before, but it was so easy to be yourself around Jon for some reason. You both have the same sense of humor, and you both clearly know how to entertain a large crowd. You were a theater kid in high school, always wanting to entertain people so they can forget about suffering in life for a little while.

Before you know it, you both part ways, and return to your friend while he wanders off to his small crew. Your friend shakes you excitedly, saying how amazing you were and how they also made new friends in the audience while you were singing with JonTron.

You politely introduce yourself to the group your friend has befriended, however, your mind is still on the stage with Jon as they all converse with one another. You silently wish to yourself that you can perform something with him again as you and your friend walk towards the cafeteria with your new buddies.