#tyler schied imagine

[youimaginetube]

teamiplier preference where the reader faints please?

ooo gotcha!! tysm for the req, anon! xx

Fainting

Mark

He is not completely calm because you're his friend and that's serious business.

Probably the first to call an ambulance, though.

Probably holds your hand to make sure he can feel a pulse and to comfort himself.

His eyebrows crinkle in enough that he has visible forehead wrinkles.

After you arrive at the hospital, he's by your side until you wake up.

Stays awake for a ridiculous amount of time or until he passes out.

Still holding your hand.

Tyler

He was a lifeguard! So he knows how to deal with stuff like this.

If you're any form of not breathing, he can do CPR.

Knows better than to move you, but is horrifyingly worried.

Keeps to himself, even while he's riding to the hospital.

When you wake up, you can see that he's asleep, as close to you as he can be.

When he realizes you're okay, he looks so relieved.

Very big, very long hug as soon as possible.

Ethan

Also significantly worried, and keeps on babbling to try to keep himself from being a nusiance.

No real knowledge of what to do besides maybe CPR, but he hasn't practiced it in a long time.

Keeps playing with his hair as a nervous tic.

Definitely stays awake for you, working on something to redirect his energy.

When you wake up, he grins and nearly runs over to give you a kiss on the forehead.

Amy

Very calm and collected externally, very worried internally.

She's the driver to the hospital with everyone in the car.

Quiet, but spends some time talking to the boys about how scared she is.

The most patient of the group by far.

When you wake up, she seems relieved, gasps and says "Yaaaaay!"

She now keeps a much closer eye on you!

Kathryn

Much like Amy, she seems very reserved but is definitely worried.

Probably panics a bit by herself.

Much like Mark, she just wants to hold your hand and be close to you to make sure you're okay.

Busies herself with chatting to Amy and Tyler most of the time.

Smiles real wide when you wake up!

Gives you a nice hug and makes you promise to tell them when you're feeling woozy.

[imaginingteamiplier]

When and Where You Tickle Them (Teamiplier Preference)

 Request from Anon:  I have a wierd Teamiplier preference request, "When and Where You Tickle Them"

Word Count: 550

Written By: Ella

Mark: 

You mostly only tickle Mark in bouts of teasing. He’ll jokingly comment on your outfit our how weird your hair looks, and in revenge, you tickle him. For some reason, he’s foolish enough to think he can win in a tickle war, and always attempts to pin you down. You always overpower him, however, and a few tickles on his neck can make him squeal like a pig and admit defeat. Every once in a while, the commotion can excite Chica and lead to her standing on the two of you while you grunt and try to push her off. 

Tyler:

Tyler is probably extremely ticklish in all areas, though he has a strict not tickling rule. It’s not that he doesn’t like to be tickled or is against it, he’s just afraid he’ll hurt you in the midst of squirming and flying limbs. He accidentally kicked you off the couch once, and ever since then refused to let you tickle him. However, every once in a while you can find the perfect scenario and sneak up behind him when he’s sitting to tickle him. You always go for his sides, and just one small pinch can make him squirm like he’s having a seizure and laugh until he can’t breathe. 

Ethan:

Ethan’s typically the one to start the tickling, and he often bests you. He loves to sneak up to you and surprise you with tickles, which can lead to you getting upset. He always apologizes when this happens, and pretends not to notice when he sees you trying to sneak up on him. You always put your hands directly under Ethan’s arms and tickle his armpits, which makes him giggle like a little schoolgirl. You’ve found that the best way to get back at him is to poke the spot in between his shoulder blades. Not only does it tickle, but leads to him bending over and conceding, and can also hurt a bit. No hard feelings, though! All tickle fights and wars end with a sweet kiss. 

Amy: 

Tickles with Amy take place during cuddle times on the couch. Depending on who is bigger, Amy is either laying on you, or you’re laying on Amy. You always brush your nose against her neck or give her soft pecks in the same spot, leading the soft giggles and returned pecks. When you’re not cuddling, you always greet Amy in her pottery studio with the same tactic. Gentle kisses and nuzzles, occasionally a few small pinches on her sides, then you retreat to where Henry is laying and cuddle with him until it’s time to start making dinner. 

Kathryn:

Your relationship with Kathryn isn’t too frisky, and late nights with her often end up with both of you on separate couches, huddled with your own pets and watching a movie, until you retreat to your bedroom and semi-cuddle through the night. You don’t tickle Kathryn that much, which is okay. The times you do tickle is when you’re excited and in an extremely playful mood. You always glide your fingers up her calves, making her squirm and giggle a bit. Whenever this happens, she always tickles you back more, knowing exactly how to make you giggle harder every time and always ending the short tickle-session with a kiss.

[hugswithhyunjin]

This gives me life

[thirdhostage]

Mark: can you shut up

Ethan: with the altitude of the sun, position of NASA, current American wind vilocity and oil prices at where they are

Ethan: the answer looks like a no

[jlwinchester]

Pamela Horton 💕

[offbrandqueer]

Dating Tyler Would Include

-gawking at muscles all day

-piggyback rides

-'I WILL KICK YOUR ASS'

'youre like four feet tall.'

'Tyler, I literally hate you'

-being bff with Ethan

-I'mmmm Tyler....

-him getting things off the top shelf

-'STOP BEING TALL'

'I didn't choose this?!'

-him flexing when you check him out

-forehead kisses

-cheesy pickup lines

-fancy dates, because he can

-making fun of him on livestreams

-making fun of each other all the time

-the BEST™ hugs

-late night conversations

-him stealing all the blankets (DONT EVEN ARGUE THIS ONE)

-waking him up so he will give you some back, but him just pulling you to his chest

-super reserved in public, but SUPER clingy and touchy behind closed doors

-'princess'

-'babygirl'

-'sweetheart'

-but also, 'this nerd'

-'the biggest pain in the ass ever'

-'ball and chain'

-'mega dork'

-DICK JOKES

-he stonewalls your puns, but secretly loves them

-talking about your future and imagining what your kids will look like

-goals™

[glorious-idiot]

Darkiplier makes cake

Gear vs apocalypse vs darkiplier

Gear trying to reason his way through and failing miserably

What do you MEAN I can"t use a recipe book?!?!

Trying to make everything perfect

Dark is swapping out the ingredients Gear is trying to use (salt for sugar, etc )

Gear is 2 ingredients away from having a meltdown

Apocoylpse just throwing everything into a bowl

Literally just smashes eggs into the batter....whole eggs...with shells

Uses his fists as spoons

Tops the whole mess off with about 3 pounds of icing

Darks cake is just fire

how is it still burning

Literally a ball of flame...

Who thought this was a good idea again?

@crankgameplays @markiplier

[katherinethedork]

Spy Games

Request: “What about a male!spy!reader x Kathryn when Kathryn finds out her bf’s secret alone with the rest of Teamiplier in a cool fight scene”

Pairing: Kathryn x Reader (featuring the rest of teamplier)

Warnings: swearing and fightin

A/N: Okay yes I love it I’m so sorry this took sooooooo long to get out I’ve been in a funk for a while and just didn’t feel like I could get something good enough out. Hope you enjoy!

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You caught your breath as you tied the man’s hands behind his back. That was the last one of the night. You look around yourself at your hard work of the day. You had the mission completed , and done well. Five men in black coats and Avengers masks were splayed out in front of you. You sighed in exasperation as you stood up straight and stretched your arms back, it was a long day today. It was only five o’clock but still. You threw your arms down from above your head. Shit it’s five, As soon as you think that you hear your phone ring from your bag across the abandoned warehouse. You sprint over to it, not wanting to miss the call that you knew was coming. You throw open your bag’s zipper and search through it for your phone. You see the lit screen and tear it out of your bag. You practically slam the green button as you hold your phone up to your ear, taking a deep breath to calm yourself.

“Hey hon!” You say waiting for Kathryn’s response on the other line.

“Hey! Are you gonna be late? You didn’t say anything and Ethan and Mark are gettin antsy,” Kathryn says laughing at the boys, “YEAH Y/N HURRY UP!” You hear Ethan shout from a distance.

“Yeah sorry I had a client at the salon that took way too long, and I was late the whole day,” you say packing up all your things and fast walking to your car a few blocks away.

Kathryn doesn’t know. You’re a spy. You told her you work at a hair salon and you had a wacky schedule. You hated lying to her, but it was for her good and the good of everybody around you. You had lost track of time when you were forcibly subduing the men behind you and taking back the case of diamonds they had stolen. Your plans for tonight were to hang out with Kath and the rest of the Gang for dinner and after. You were lucky you only were a few minutes away from your apartment so you could take the quickest shower ever and change out of your sleek and quiet clothing.

“Okay, yeah I’m just leaving now. I’ll see you in about 15 or 20 minutes. Love you byeeee!” You say as you hop into your car after chatting with Kath about your “client”.

You slide into the car and take a deep breath whilst turning the car on. You pull out of the empty parking lot and get to your house as quickly as possible. As soon as you enter your apartment door you gently set the bag with the precious items down in your secret spot drilled into the wall behind your couch. You then move to your bedroom, throwing your clothes off and finding new ones for dinner. You step into the shower and make it go as fast as you can. You fly out of the shower and throw on your new clothes with still damp hair. You grab your wallet and keys and fly ou the door towards your car again. You turn on the car and drive towards Kathryn’s place. You knocked on her door at the 20 minute mark. All you can hear from inside is an “ILL GET IT” from a very low voice which you assumed to be Mark.

The door flies open and you are met with Mark.

“Hey Y/N, finally you couldn’t take any longer. I’m starving to death here!” Mark says, feigning sadness with a smile on his face.

“Sorry, sorry. It’s just my dumb clients,” You say, stepping in the door and towards the noise of people.

Mark follows you into a room of people sitting on a couch and on the floor.

“Hey guys!” You say as you get a chorus of “Hey!”s back, ”so sorry I’m late, I was late the whole day, but let’s get this show on the road! I know I’m hungry!”

After you say that everyone gets up one by one and files past you to the door where everyone’s shoes are. There’s laughs about Ethan not being able to get to his shoes because his legs aren’t long enough and then you were out the door and into a split of Mark’s and Kathryn’s cars. It was you, Ethan, and Kathryn in one car, and Mark, Amy, and Tyler in the other. Many jokes and lots of exaggerated singing happened before you finally arrived at the restaurant. You stepped out of the car and waited for the others to find exactly the parking lot you turned into.

There wasn’t enough room for your cars in the restaurant’s parking lot, so you parked in a nearby, empty, parking lot. The parking lot, as you recognized, was the one that you left only fourty minutes ago after beating up those other men. A small bit of panic started to surge through you, and it must have shown in your face because Kathryn asked, “Hey babe are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine! I just though of... something.” You say faking your smile.

“Okayy,” she says, giving you a strong side eye.

The conversation ends quickly as you realize Ethan is talking to the other group as they arrive.

“Well finally ya slowpokes!” Ethan says, exaggerating his emotions by putting his hands on his hips and tapping his foot. He can’t commit to the bit and he laughs and so does everyone else including you. You see something in the corner of your eye as you turn to look at it. It’s the gang of men you fought earlier. You thought they would’ve been still incapacitated, but clearly not. You look around at your group as you put on a stern face. You see them all looking exactly where you are as the men approach. You see most of their faces change to being stern with a tinge of panic and fear. The men get a little too close for Mark’s comfort and he shouts,

“Hey back off buddies, we don’t want trouble,” Mark says as the men stop five feet away from our group.

“Back up,” You say sternly, surprising The whole group. Only Amy and Kathryn back up. Ethan, Tyler, and Mark stand their ground.

“No Y/N we got this. We can all handle him,” Ethan says opening his mouth trying to say something towards the men when you cut him off.

“No. You don’t understand. Back. Up.” The team still doesn’t back up and you were about to say more as the leader of the other grouo cuts you off.

“Aah Y/N, we meet again. Now you wouldn’t happen to have our diamonds would you? If not we will just have to force you to show us. Hell, we’re gonna force you anyways.” The leader says taking one step closer to you.

“Wait what the fuck Y/N?” Kathryn says behind Mark as you take a step forward and throw the first punch into the leader’s face.

You hear a crunch in the leader’s nose. The leader is thrown back a few steps as he clutches his nose, “oh you’re asking for it.” He says as he swings at you and you dodge it. Your group in the back is astonished at what is happening right now.

You kick Leader square in the chest and knock him back into his butt as you take on the second goon that came your way. You send a punch straight into his temple, almost knocking him out. The second goon moves toward Tyler. Tyler stops him in his tracks by mimicking your move. You hear a crunch under his fist as he breaks the guy’s nose. The third bad guy comes toward you and you punch him in the throat, making him stumble forward. As he does Amy casually slides her foot out and trips him. You then go back and kick him in the side as hard as you can, making him stay down for a while. You look up from the work you had done and see the fourth and fifth men were gone. Shit, you think, boss is gonna kill me 1. for not catching those guys the first and second time 2. For letting my friends see this and 3. Letting Tyler beat one of them up. You pull your wallet out of your front pocket and pull out the zip ties you had folded there, just in case, and tied the guys arms up.

You pull your phone out of your back pocket and dial your boss’ number. Kathryn and the rest of the group start trying to shout questions at you and you silence them with a death glare and a “zip it” motion.

“Heeyyyyy booooossssss!” You say trying to fake happiness.

“Oh god what did you do this time,” she says with no sarcasm in her voice at all.

“I’m here right now with the guys you sent me to get, and I need someone to get them. Like now, please,” You say into the speaker, watching your friends worried faces.

“Okay you can leave. You’re lucky Kim is in the area with her partner, just leave please I can’t have you messing up more.” She says.

“Alrighhhttt boss! Byeeee!” You say way too cheerfully. As soon as you hang up the phone you hear one singular voice say:

“What the actual fuck Y/N.”

It’s Kathryn. You can’t really tell if it’s anger or fear that’s in her voice.

“Okay look if you want me to tell you what’s happening, you need to shut up,” You say a little sternly as you get nods from all of the group, ”you can’t tell anyone at all. If you do all of our lives are in danger. I’m a spy. I have to do that for a living,” You say pointing at the men who have passed out at this point.

“I had to beat them up earlier and I THOUGHT THEY WERE TIED UP AND KNOCKED OUT BUT CLEARLY NOT. They stole a lot of diamonds from a place I can’t say and they are bad people. This is the reason I have an amazingly weird schedule for a hair stylist. Alright no questions until we get home. Now can we please just pretend this didn’t happen and have dinner. I am extremely hungry.” You say brushing off your shirt, putting your hands in your pockets and smiling.

Your whole group silently followed you to the doors of the restaurant. It was until the front doors you heard nothing. When you pushed open the door and took a step inside Kathryn whispered to you:

“That just made you ten times hotter”

You respond with, “I know,” and she laughs.

The night was eventful, to say the least.

Tagggssss: @thegreatprotectorcomic

[smileywriter]

Some bad quality, quality pictures of Amy

[someonexsomeone]

Caught on Tape

Title: Caught on Tape

Author: SomeonexSomeone

Pairing: Ethan Nestor x fem!reader, fem!reader x best friend!Amy and best friend!Kathryn

Word Count: 1570

Summary: Requested. I adore your blog. Can I request an Ethan x reader where the reader is a YouTuber and won't do the smash or pass challenge bc she has a crush on Ethan so Kathryn and Amy and the reader are having like a sleepover and they do that to the reader and when they mention Ethan she gets all embarrassed and says smash and admits she has a crush on him and Ethan overhears and then fluff happens. Sorry if this is too specific but I love your fics!!

Warnings: Swearing! A little inappropriate! Please watch out, innocent eyes!

A/N: For @all-i-have-is-my-honor ! I hope you like it!

        If there was one place that was a more accepting environment than anything, it was the youtube community. Despite some hate, there was always people who created a loving place where everyone was invited and could be themselves. This was especially true for small channels, such as your own. And especially when you collaborated with other small channels. 

        This week, yourself and Ethan, from Crankgameplays, were doing a small play through of Would You Rather. It was a silly thing, sitting across from each other reading the questions which prompted more specific thoughts than you imagined. The twist, however, was if you were in the majority of votes, you got to draw whatever you wanted on the other persons face without lifting the pen; and vice versa. However, right at the begging, you had to establish some rules. 

        "Ethan!" You yelped, pulling far away as you smacked his arm. He was practically red in the face as he laughed, the jumbo liner in his hand shaking. "You cannot draw a dick on my face!"

        "This is what you wanted! You practically forced me!"

        "By what? Putting the pen in your hand?!"

        In the end, you forced Ethan to turn the two circles into a heart, one that took up the top half of your face, straight down the middle. As the game continued, the drawings went from goofy to more and more detailed, yourself and Ethan turning into walking canvases. In a particularly detailed drawing, you were drawing gears that looked like they were coming out of his face, you grabbed his face, practically pulling him against your chest so you could get a better angle. Standing over him, concentrating so hard you didn't notice Ethan's face progressively getting redder by the second, completely eye level with your throat and collar bones. Or, more importantly, the dip of your shirt. 

        "There!" You sat with a huff, falling back into your chair with a smile. You couldn't help the fur between your brows as you finally took notice of Ethan's red face. "Hey, you okay?" Ethan gave you a big smile, nodding slightly.

        "Yeah, just a little warm. Mind turning on that fan for me." A light blush filled your cheeks as he gave you a genuine smile, stirring the feelings inside your heart. Once the fan was on, the video resumed without a hitch. Turning to the camera, tears practically streaming out of your eyes as you observed the detailed mustache you drew on Ethan, you began to do your outro. 

        "Thank you all so much for being here! I'll see you in the video. Aaaaaaand....Signing off!" With a single salute, you were about to finish the recording, but Ethan was quick to throw his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. You began laughing as he shook you around, tickling your sides, trying to add another drawing to your face that you just knew would get your flagged. You always loved recording with Ethan; not just because the feeling he gave you deep in the pit of your stomach, but because he could easily distract that feeling with the side splitting laughter that always left you clutching your sides.

        ---

        You spent most of the rest of the day editing the video. It wasn't originally supposed to go up until the following day, but you just couldn't help it. Filming with Ethan always gave you the best content. You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face as your picked pieces of the footage to put in the final edit, watching as you goofed around, playfully nudging and joking around. Yet, there was this one part that you couldn't take your eyes off of. It was when Ethan has suddenly got very warm within your room, his face going red. On the screen, you were out of camera, only your body in the frame. Ethan's eyes were completely forced forwards, glancing between the curve of your neck, and the dip in your shirt. You felt you cheeks heat up, doubt swirling in your mind. Yet, nothing could hide the truth from playing right in front of you.

        He's still a young adult, you thought, he's attracted to every woman in a low cut shirt.

        These thoughts, however, didn't stop you from watching the clip over and over, analysing every detail of it. In fact, you were so engrossed in it, that you didn't notice Kathryn sneaking up behind you. With a small jump, she placed both of her hands on your shoulders, nearly making you jump out of your skin.

        "Eep! Kathryn!" You quickly minimized your screen, spinning in your chair so fast you forgot about the huge headphones covering your ears, which caused them to rip right off your head. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" Kathryn, however, didn't notice, as she was practically hunched over with laughter. "Jerk."

        "Come on, don't be like that. I was just coming to ask if you wanted to watch a movie with Amy and I." She didn't have to ask you twice. You needed a break, something to take your mind off the blue haired boy that constantly invaded your thoughts. Nearly sprinting to the living room, Amy was already there, warm sweater wrapped around her, and a blanket draped over her legs. She had a cup of tea in her hands, which she daintily blew on before taking a sip. You swear, you've never seen such a soft, swan-like human before meeting Amy. However, her quiet and gentle moment was destroyed by yourself and Kathryn barreling into the room, jumping onto the nearest couches with bowls of popcorn and your own assorted beverages. 

        It wasn't until half way before the movie before Kathryn spoke of the video she had spotted you studying.

        "So, you and Ethan made a video, huh. Looked pretty interesting." She lightly snickered to herself, taking another sip of her drink. You blushed bright red, angrily glaring at her. Amy, of course, immediately caught the tone in her friends voice. 

        "Ooooh. What video would this be, hmm? Something for your fandom to latch onto?"

        "It's nothing like that. Ethan was just watching me draw on his face." You tried to be nonchalant, you really did. But around your best friends, you couldn't hold together the lie. "Okay, I caught Ethan on video checking me out. But, before you say anything, I'm a hundred percent sure it's because he had nowhere else to look. Really, its my fault. I didn't even give the poor fella a chance." Amy hit you with her skeptical look, while Kathryn scoffed next to you. "Look, it doesn't even matter anyway. Even if he did, there's no way he would ever return my feelings." Amy and Kathryn were immediately at full attention, both turning their bodies so they could look at you directly. Amy opened her house, ready for questioning, but the voice that came out was not hers.

        "You like me?" All three of you whipped your head around, a very surprised blue boy standing at the archway, a single cup of ice water clinking in his hand. You immediately stood, blanket falling from your lap to a puddle around your feet. "You actually like me?"

        "Ethan! Oh my god. No, wait, you got it all wrong. When I said return my feelings, I meant like feelings of friendship and trust!" With each rushed word you stepped closer, trying so hard to fix your mistake and salvage your beloved friendship. However, Ethan just continued to stare, his eyes trailing your every move. 

        "So, you don't like me?" Your mouth opened and closed, trying desperately, but you couldn't make him unhear everything that you had said as he walked past your girls night to the kitchen. With a defeated sigh, you simply hung your head and nodded. There was three beats in the next second. One, a footstep. Two, a clink of glass on glass. Three, your gasp as Ethan forced your head up to place his lips upon yours. You had no hesitation before kissing back, wrapping your arms around him, pulling him closer, closer, closer. By his arms, his shoulders, his hair. He pulled as close to him as possible, kissing the breath right out of your lungs. The shock on your friends faces were completely ignored as you continued to kiss. Finally. Finally, he was yours. 

[youimaginetube]

Breakfast in Bed ft. Tyler

•ok he brings you such healthy but delicious options?? like he brings u The Good Shit

•probably still in an apron or something

•totally still in pajama pants,, what a dork

•winks at you and sits with you while you eat

•after u finish he's a gentleman and does the dishes for u

•proceeds to need cuddles this boy acts like he's cuddlestarved constantly

•being over to trace over each individual muscle like..

•running ur hands through his hair and him laughing because its so floof and curl and its hard to do

•probably accidentally falling asleep again because now youre warm and comfortable

•waking up way late and making Tyler late for stuff

•laughing at him still trying to keep u in bed even though you missed like an important meeting

[imaginingteamiplier]

Kiss The Baker? (Tyler Scheid) (3rd Day of Christmas)

Title: Kiss the Baker?

Word Count: 1021

Not Requested

Summary: Reader asks for their best friend Tyler’s help with their holiday baking. A little mishap changes everything.

A/N: This isn’t super good, but I kinda like it. Enjoy!

Christmas was right around the corner which meant it was time to start baking. Everything was set out on the counters and you were nearly ready to start. Only one thing was missing. There was no way you could do everything by yourself.

The phone rang a few times before your best friend answered. You could easily tell he was just starting to wake up. Admittedly, it was fairly early in the morning, especially for a Saturday. You tried your best to sound sweet, hoping it would be enough to convince him to drive over to your apartment to help with your holiday baking. You didn’t have too much to worry about, Tyler was always willing to help when it came to baking. And when it came to you for that matter.

“Hey, Ty. Can you do me a huge favor today?” You asked hopefully, leaning yourself against the counter. You heard him moving around, likely starting a pot of coffee.

“What do you need this time?” He asked as if you were a nuisance, despite you being able to hear the smile in his voice. You laughed a little.

“I have to bake today. I was wondering if you could come give me a hand so I don’t have to do all of it by myself.” You answered, already starting to write the list of everything you were hoping to get done. A ton of different cookies, a couple pies, and a cake, per family tradition. There was a lot to get done.

“I guess, since you’re so desperate for my help.” He laughed on the other end. “Give me half an hour since you decided to wake me up.” You thanked him profusely, hanging up and getting started on the first batch of chocolate chip cookies. They’d likely be the easiest to do by yourself. You started, measuring out the ingredients and mixing them in your bowl. You carefully turned on some music, you had to set the mood for your Christmas baking after all.

Your first batch of cookies was going in the over when Tyler unlocked your door. You nearly screamed, forgetting that you had given him a key for ‘emergencies’. The word ‘emergency’ was used fairly loosely. Then again, knowing you, Tyler had assumed that leaving you to do baking by yourself could lead to an emergency.

“Morning, Scheid.” You greeted, playfully tossing an apron to him. You’d gotten it from your mom one year. Printed on the front was a picture of a Christmas tree and the words ‘best time of the year’. Yours had a gingerbread house on it and the words ‘kiss the cook’ with the word cook crossed out and replaced with ‘baker’.

“Morning to you too.��� He quirked an eyebrow at the cheesy Christmas music that was playing from your phone and you flashed a look back that simply dared him to challenge you.

“Alright. We have chocolate chip batter made. We have to make sugar cookies, lemon, and snickerdoodles after. Mom wanted me to make oatmeal scotchies but I don’t really know how. Then we have to make a pumpkin pie, a chocolate pie, and an apple pie. And of course the marble cake.” You listed off, jumping a little when the timer for your cookies went off. You turned off the annoying, shrill sound and reached to pull them out of the oven. Tyler intercepted, handing you pot holders so you wouldn’t burn yourself. You smiled at him, taking them and taking out the cookies.

A few hours had passed and you were done with your chocolate chip and sugar cookies were all finished, cooling on racks all around your kitchen. Tyler was reading the recipe for the lemon cookies you’d always made. You had finished off one bag of flour and you just needed to get the other one. The issue was that it was in the back of the cupboard and it wasn’t the easiest thing to reach. Normally you’d request that Tyler help you, but he was cute with his eyebrows scrunched up as he tried to comprehend the recipe. Tyler was an amazing baker. You wouldn’t usually admit it, but most anything you baked was only successful because he always helped.

Your fingertips brushed against the bag of flour. So...close...before you realized what was happening, you slipped from your precarious perch as your tried to grab the bag. Fortunately the bag had come out of the cupboard. Unfortunately, this came in the form of it falling hard against the counter and practically exploding. You were stunned and covered in the white powder, as was your entire kitchen. Tyler had turned to look at you, and he had a bit of a smile on his face. You brushed your hand over your front, trying to brush away the powder. It didn’t change a thing.

“What? Why are you staring at me?” You asked your best friend, mildly frustrated by the fact that you’d wasted your flour, not to mention that you were completely covered in it. Tyler just shook his head a little bit, laughing.

“I just guess I forgot how beautiful you are.” You felt your stomach flip. Had he really said that? Tyler was having the same thought. Still, he thought it was true. You were absolutely stunning, even covered head to toe in flour. He slowly stepped closer, building up his courage as best he could. He had to do this before he lost that courage again. He reached up, brushing the flour from his face as best as he could. It was a bit of a struggle seeing as you were definitely covered in it. After a moment he decided he had to do it.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked softly. You didn’t respond, instead leaning closer to press your lips to his for a short moment. He was stunned at your actions. Once you were back at a regular distance again, he spoke once more. “I really like you.”

“Good thing I really like you too.” You answered, maybe being covered in flour wasn’t such a bad thing.

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So, that was day 3! I don’t know why, I just have this headcanon that Tyler really loves baking and hes pretty good at it so that’s what inspired this. Hopefully you enjoyed. -Cass

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[thirdhostage]

why today - on. my. cake.

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[offbrandqueer]

My Virgin Eyes (Tyler Schied) *SMUT*

I lay on the couch with my feet hanging over the back, scrolling aimlessly through Twitter. I hear the front door open and shut, not bothering to move because I know it's Ethan or, Tyler. The shower turns on, I keep scrolling through my feed, liking fan posts and retweeting a few things. I get lost in my own little world until someone clears their throat behind the couch. I sit up properly and look to see who it is.

Tyler is standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist, hair curly and still wet. "Hi babe, how was work, blah blah blah." He says in a mocking tone.

I stand up and walk over to him, wrapping my arms around waist. "Hi baby, how was your day?" I ask, looking up at him through my eyelashes. He cocks an eyebrow at me, but returns my hug. "Seriously, how was your day?" I ask again.

"It was okay, better now that I'm home with you." He replies. I feel blush rise to my cheeks, we've been together for over a year and I still get flustered around him. He moves his arms so they're around my waist and pulls me into a kiss. Our lips barely connect when the front door opens and a gasp follows.

"Ah! Put clothes on! My god damn virgin eyes! Damnit Tyler!" Ethan yells, while laughing.

I pull away, "moment officially ruined." Tyler heads to our bedroom to get dressed.

"Sorry for being a cøck block Y/n." Ethan laughs, setting his keys on the counter. We both stand in the kitchen, chatting.

"It's fine, you'll probably regret it later, but not my problem." I reply. "How was your day?"

"It was good, we got a lot done. Filmed a few videos." He tells me. He talks about editing. I smile and nod, I'm a writer, it's like listening to someone speak Russian.

"Well, I'm gonna go to bed." I tell him looking at the clock: 9:30pm.

"Okay. Well see ya in the morning. Please don't be too loud?" He asks.

"No promises!" I call as I walk down the hallway. I walk into mine and Tyler's room, he's laying on the bed looking at his phone.

He glances up when I enter, looking back immediately. I grab a T-shirt and some shorts and head for the bathroom to change.  I ditch my day time clothes and sigh at the comfort of just wearing a baggy shirt and spandex shorts.

As soon as I change, I climb in bed and set my phone on the night stand. Tyler scoots over to me and pulls me to his chest. I roll over to face him.

"So baby, what'd you do today?" He asks me, taking my hair out of the messy bun it's in and running his fingers through it.

"I got some of the 4th chapter done and the publishing company called me. Apparently they want to market the book as 'teen fiction'." I tell him, my finger tracing shapes on his bare chest.

"Hm. So, what'd you and Ethan talk about?"

"You mean what did Ethan talk about?" I joke, he chuckles, "work, editing, so pretty much everything I don't understand."

"Well, since we're all alone now," he pulls me on top of him, "why don't we continue where we left off?" He connects our lips, his hands resting on my waist. I run my hands down his chest, he licks my lip asking for entrance, which I gladly give. I straddle his waist and unconsciously grind against him.

A low growl comes from his lips as he kisses me. I pull away for air and his lips make their way down my jaw and neck, stopping at my collarbone.

A breathy moan falls from my lips as he sucks and lightly bites. "Tyler." I whisper, grinding down harder trying to create as much friction as possible.

I feel him start to get hard beneath me. "I've been thinking about you all day babygirl." He tells me, his hands making their way under the hem of my shirt.

"Really?" I ask, kissing his neck.

"Yea." He groans, I find his sweet spot and bite the spot.

"What about me?" I inquire, continuing to kiss up and down his throat, leaving love bites in my wake.

"How good it feels being inside you. How much I just wanted to come home and fuck you senseless. How good you look when you moan my name." He tells me, his hand massaging my breasts as I moan and grind against him.

He pulls my shirt over my head and tosses it across the room, flipping us over so he's hovering above me. "I love you so much baby." He says, planting a kiss on my lips. As our lips move in sync, he pulls my shorts down, leaving my to shimmy them down my legs without breaking the kiss.

He pulls away first, "God you look gorgeous." He whispers.

"Come on babe, I need you." I whine, the wetness between my legs and the knot in my stomach causing me to beg for release.

"As you wish princess." He replies, one of his hands making its way between my legs, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. My hips immediately buck up against his hand. He chuckles and slips two fingers inside me. "You're so wet already. I've barely touched you."

I just moan in response, his fingers pumping at a relentless pace. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his face down to kiss him.

The knot in my stomach builds, as soon as it's about to break he removes his hand. "Fuck you." I breathe, pulling away from him.

"Whatever you say baby." He smirks, pulling his boxers down and kicking them off. He kisses down my neck and down my chest, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, nibbling and sucking.

I let out a loud moan. He repeats his actions on the opposite side, before lining himself up and thrusting into me. We both sign at the intense pleasure.

He doesn't give me any adjustment time, setting a slow pace. I grip is bicep, digging my nails into the skin. "Faster." I whine. He obliges, speeding up his thrusts. We both moan and the feeling in my stomach builds again. "I'm close Tyler." I whine.

"Me too." He replies, crashing his lips against mine and speeding his thrusts up further. I buck my hips against him and move my hands to his shoulders, my legs wrapping around his waist.

I kiss down his neck and suck on his sweet spot. "Fuck babygirl, you feel so good." He grunts. Suddenly the knot breaks and I rake my nails down his back, moaning loudly.

"Fuck. Tyler." I breathe, riding out my high. His thrusts get sloppier and soon I feel him release. His face buried in the crook of my neck, leaving wet kisses and cursing under his breath.

After we both have come down, he rolls off of me and pulls me to his side. "I love you so much Y/n." He says in a sleepy tone.

"Love you too TyTy." I reply, cuddling next to him and drifting off to sleep.

[glorious-idiot]

Teamiplier....as my cats

Mark:

Fluffy hair

Goofball

Smol bean

Alter egos/ fancy af

A model

Tyler:

Big boi

"I'mmmmmm Tyler...."

Smile always

Always smirking

Unimpressed with your sh*t

Also a model

Ethan:

The smollest bean

Soft boi

Vocal

Goofball

The cutest

Very good with a camera

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