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inhibitionfreewriting · 5 months

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BARK BARK BARK JERMA CUDDLES NOW 👹👹👹👹👹

You're the only one allowed to talk to me like this 😒

🌠🌠🌠

there were two things that you loved more than taking a catnap in actual sunlight. the warmth of your boyfriend in the middle of the night. at some point, there's an equilibrium of heat between the two of you, where the cool air of the desert has invaded your space and keeps you tucked beneath the covers.

you remember when you first stayed the night, having been up too late talking and he offered you his bed. a sweetheart, like always. he mentioned how he's always a little cold but has "cozy" blankets, "would help you survive a boston winter" blankets. you thought he was crazy to sleep in just boxers and while you donned a shirt and a pair of sweats, you found that a few hours into the night you were sweating but he was pleasantly warm with not a sweat bead to be found.

so now, with one arm draped across his abdomen, the other tucked under your pillow, you nuzzled your cheek into his skin gently. you could feel his chest rise and fall in nearly even breaths, choosing to continue staring in the dull light of the room. jeremy was adorable to you all the time, but when he yawned himself awake and stretched like a sleepy cat, it was your favorite.

"i can hear you watching me," he murmurs, wrapping an arm around you to the best of his ability and pulling you a little closer.

"no you can't," you whisper back, tugging the blankets back over your shoulders. "go back to sleep, jer."

"mmmhmm..." and he had drifted off before he could get out another syllable. your chest shook with a tiny laugh and you closed your eyes again. you wondered if the warmth sped up time or slowed it down as you let sleep take you again.

however much time had passed didn't matter, the only thing that did was your body realizing the source of your warmth had vanished. your hand lazily patted around on the bed before you groaned and raised your head, blinking away the sleep. alone, cold, abandoned even.

"come baaaaack," you called into the pillow, knowing it would be muffled but being too tired to want to flip around. your hand patted at the bed like he was a dog waiting for the okay to get back onto the mattress, but you hoped he was just out of reach, coming back into the room after peeing or grabbing a drink or...

"hush your whinin', i'm right here, you're worse than otto," he teased, getting back under the covers and bringing you close to him.

#jerma x reader #jerma985 x reader #jeremy elbertson x reader #jerma #jeremy elbertson #bunny writes #unlust fvck

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unlust-fvck · 6 months

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will u please write hc for u and jermas first date 🥺🥺🥺

giggling so hard at this

it was definitely a surprise when the quiet eccentric man from the library asked you to get some coffee with him sometime

he scribbled his name and number onto a bookmark and left you with a small smile that was sort of entrancing?

he was definitely odd, but there was really nothing to lose by just getting some coffee, right?

you two would text back and forth for the days leading up to the coffee date

he would take ages to respond

it worried you

it wasn’t because he was busy or uninterested; he literally could not figure out how to respond to anything without feeling like an idiot

on the day of the date, he made sure was at least ten minutes early just in case

he wasn’t wearing anything too special; just some black jeans and a black and white baseball style shirt with the sleeves pushed up

you made eye contact with him while walking in and he smiled nervously as his nerves kicked in

there were two coffees at either side of the table, packets of cream and sugar next to yours

“i wasnt sure how you liked your coffee,” was the first thing out of his mouth

you smiled, flattered and the conversation just flowed from there

you found out he was a few years older than you and that his birthday was in september, a virgo

he was from boston (he sure sounded like it)

he loved making / editing videos

you also noticed his different way of speaking; it was very riveting and you thought he was very charming and polite

by the time you two had finished your coffee, it was cold and an hour or so had passed

“i’d love to meet up again,” he said, a bit quieter, but that same entrancing smile

you nodded in agreement as you grabbed your bag to leave

you were in for a wild experience

#jays headcanons !!#jerma985 #jerma x reader #jerma985 x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #request #inbox

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smolbeanjerma · 1 year

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Imagine

Having a sleepover with Jerma. You both agree to watch Space Jam 2 together, but he falls asleep halfway in... He looks so cute, you think as you slowly fall asleep as well... little do you know, this is the last time you'll ever go to sleep ever again...

#jerma #jerma985 #jerma x reader #jerma imagines #imagine #romance #fluff #jerma985 x reader #jerma x you #jerma x y/n #Haven't done this in a while hehe

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doodler-jpeg · 1 year

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So idk if ur still doing this but if u are

Jerma oneshot rn

Oh em gee a Jerma enjoyer - and me rising from my grave and ignoring the other asks in my inbox too i guess KFHEKE WHY IS THE GIF NOT FILLING THE WHOLE SCREEN MOBILE YOU SUCK

CW// Jerma being seen as a cryptic entity/social experiment, reader's kinda creepy, kinda crack, kinda horror, hinted parasocial relationship, that's about it

"I wish he was real," you sigh, caressing the screen of your monitor as you watch the streamer make bizarre noises that shouldn't be humanly possible. You close your eyes and shake your head as Jerma's character around the map, just looking around for some entity to battle to continue his Elden Ring stream.

You yawn and check the time, humming when you notice the early hours right before dawn hits. Deciding to go to bed soon, you type something in chat, though, when you go to type, the stream freezes, as does your screen. In confusion, you move your mouse around, though the cursor doesn't budge from its space beside the blank chat box. You let out a quiet curse, heart rate increasing as your screen begins to glitch. Then, the screen begins to warp. And not in the cliche 'I'm being sucked into a portal because I downloaded a magical virus after taking a survey', no. This is some 'The Ring' shit.

You stand up and walk to the door, not wanting to die just yet. You grab the handle of your door and, before you've even twisted the knob, a hand juts out of the screen, and then an arm, and the hand begins to search for something to grab onto.

"Did I take something?" You question yourself as you exit your room, panic etched onto your face as a horribly loud 'thud!' resonated through your place of residence. You freeze, blood stilling in your body as you mull over all the life choices you had made that lead you up to this very moment.

The air falls silent for a long while, and you take that as your cue to get the fuck out of dodge. You don't make it far when your door creaks open and a voice rings out.

"Where ya goin'?"

You hurry down the stairs, pleading to your balance that you don't end up slipping from the friction of socks on slippery steps. As you get to the last one, you're grabbed by the collar of your shirt and are turned around to face whatever is in your house with you.

You're thoroughly shocked with what you're greeted with.

"Jerma?" Your face scrunches as you take in the characteristics of the man. His eyes stare into yours, and you can almost see some sort of . . . oh, that's liquid in there. That's weird. But, like, the sick kind of weird.

The streamer responds with not words, but a melody of beatboxing that you're barely able to comprehend due to how little his mouth moves with the noises.

"Is this real?" Your voice is quiet, still taking in every detail of the online being (who's still holding you by your collar). You swear you can see a low poly rat take his place when your vision blurs from strain.

Jerma doesn't respond to you this time, instead turning around and heading to your bedroom to place you on your bed. He settles you under the covers, pulling your blankets over your body and up to your chin, before grabbing your chair and situating himself comfortably.

You take a moment to ground yourself, looking around your room to make sure you can see the clocks clearly, and to see if your PC setup is okay, as well. Luckily, both of your questions are answered when your eyes land on the bottom corner of your monitor, bright and tiny.

3:59 am

You blink, turning your attention back to the cryptid sitting in your swivel chair.

"Um." You're not sure how to start a new conversation, so you better make this short. "Do you know any lullabies?" You idiot, not that short!

Jerma nods and clears his throat, warming up his vocal chords eagerly. And he sings, hushed and speedy.

Your eyelids droop, and your head lolling to the side as the real-time Nightcore enters your ears.

You dream of nothing but that one TikTok account: JermaSpins.

When you wake, you're greeted with the sight of Jerma spinning, just like in your dreams.

"You are real." Indeed he is.

#jerma x reader #jerma fandom #jermacore #x reader #jerma985 #doodler? more like scribbler

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narinni · 2 months

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Hi can you write a Jerma x reader where the reader hates thunderstorms and gets cute and cuddly together with him and he helps distract them from the storm? <3

help this was so much fun to write, literally so cute

Thunderstorms and TV

The entire night went by so fast. As nervous as you where when you first arrived at Jeremy’s house, you relaxed quickly. Something about his presence had always been so comforting to you. Seeing as tonight was only the second time you’ve spent the night together, and the first time you’ve slept at his home, you would should’ve felt jittery. But not tonight. It seemed as if everything was rolling along easily. Throughout the course of the night you played video games, played with Otto, and binged several movies. Jeremy even cooked for you, which was rare seeing as you where usually the one to cook. Everything seemed perfect, like a fantasy. Nothing could go wrong. You shifted closer to Jeremy as the two of you watched another movie together. He seemed almost too immerced in the movie to notice, but seconds later he slings an arm on the top of the couch, just above your head. You release a deep breath, feeling as content as can be. Just then you hear a loud crack tearing you from your bliss. Your head twitches in the direction of the sound, looking out of the window into the darkness outside. You see a bright light flash, the hear another crack. You where having too much fun with Jeremy to hear the rumbling of the sky, foreshadowing a stormy night. Your heart sinks into your chest, and you try to distract yourself by turning to watch the movie. You don’t get very far before hear another obnoxious snap. The anxiety building in the pit of your stomach rises. How embarrassing. Despite being relatively open with Jeremy, you have yet to tell him of your fear of thunderstorms. It’s the flashing light and the unexpected but loud claps that makes cortisole pump through your system. You cringe at the idea of Jeremy seeing you scared of thunder. As you think, Jeremy shifts his attention over to you. You moved away from him ever so slightly, which he took notice of. Your hushed, but panicked expression and your wide eyes darting around the room, is something he also took notice of. He quickly put the pieces together and decides to take action. He leans closer to you and places his hand on your shoulder, which he now noticed was trembling.

“You okay?” The sincerity in his voice almost empowered you enough to lie and confidently say you where fine, but another, louder crack of lightning leaves you shaken. You can only respond with a, “Y-yeah”, your voice cracking halfway in between. You mentally ridiculed yourself for how pathetic you sounded. Jeremy’s heart ached a little when he heard your response. He knows your lying, and asks again, “Baby, are you sure you’re okay? You know you can tell me”, with the hand grasping your shoulder, he uses his thumb to stroke it. You look down in shame as your cheeks begin to flush.

“I…No, not really, I just…dont like thunder” Your voice wavers and your cheeks flush harder. Jeremy’s face softens, and you swear he almost coos.

“I’m sorry baby”, his eyes trail around the room in thought, “I’ll make you feel better. Promise”. You look up at him in curiosity, and he takes the opportunity to pull you close to him. You’re not used to being so close to him, and you stiffen like a board under his touch, but your body soon relaxes as he guides your head to his shoulder. His arms encase your body, and you can feel the warmth radiating from his body. His head turns to yours and you look up at him, only to be met with his lips pecking your forehead. The sensation melts your anxiety away and you feel almost as if you’re sinking into him. You can hear the steady rythm of his heartbeat, it’s so loud against your ears that it almost completely block out the sound of the thunder. Like a lullaby, his heartbeat, and the occasional stroking of your hair lulls you to sleep, and you find it almost impossible to keep your eyes open. As you drift off to sleep in Jeremy’s arms, he looks down at you. Adoration swells in his chest, and he’s almost proud that he was able to quell your fears. He rests his head on top of yours and follows you to sleep. As you drift further into sleep, you are met with a rather heartwarming thought: Maybe the thunder isn’t so scary when he’s with you.

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#jerma x reader #jerma985 #jerma985 x reader

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timeforaciggy · 2 months

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Jerma x reader request

Reader and jerma go to the record store together and he is too embarrassed to buy his favorite gorillas record infront of reader

Feel free to change it up to make it more cutsy if needed

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A/N:

okay. so first jerma fic. not a great writer to begin with, but I had some (a lot) absolut vodka and just started hitting my keyboard with ideas and made this.

Anon, thank you for requesting this and also please let me know if you end up liking this or not. Your feedback is really helpful and appreciated. Never wrote about him before and want to make sure I’m doing this idea and him justice. (be as honest as you can, I promise my feelings won’t be hurt. As you can MAYBE TELL, I’m a new(er) viewer and don’t want to fuck it up, and if I did, I’d be happy to rewrite it)

Also I’m sorry it’s long, I hope that’s okay!

-abs

!Songs to listen to while reading (and were played while writing)! :

The Blonde - TV Girl ((highly recommend, background vibe created by this song))

On Melancholy Hill - Gorillaz

It was your idea to go to a local record store after you were surprised by a beyond thoughtful Christmas gift from him earlier that holiday. He’d gotten you a new record player- not only new but a good one.

Your heart melted when you opened the wrapping paper to see that he’d gone so out of his way to get you something special and significant to you. You had an extensive collection of records from your favorite bands, even limited editions and pressings with incredible designs and colors. He thought it was so precious that you would show them to him. He’d sit there listening to you and looking at each one with a smile on his face. Whenever he’d stop in your office and both of you would fall into a rabbit hole of music, he’d always had remembered that when you would take them out, you wished you could play them, but you never did- you were too worried your old record player would scratch them and ruin them.

The mental note he took from that months ago leading up to the gift was so thoughtful. He hadn’t asked you about it or hinted at anything regarding it. He wanted it to be a good surprise. And it most definitely was. He spent a lengthy amount of time looking into ‘what the best record player was’, and especially the most reliable one, not wanting your records to get ruined. Just wanting you to finally be able to play them without worry; finally being able to just simply enjoy the music you loved so much.

After your excitement opening his gift and him setting it up with a good speaker, (and telling you “babe, let me do it I’m an expert, I promise.” sarcastically.) You’d started playing them all.

Over the days and months that would pass, he loved hearing your music echo throughout the house. No matter what he was doing, even while just on his computer and catching up on work, any small inconvenience would disappear as he listened to the sound of your favorite songs start playing. It made him smile ear to ear. Every single time.

And although he wasn’t much into music himself,

he was very much into yours.

After a while you’d asked while out on a random excursion in Vegas if you could stop by a record store and pick up some new stylus’ for the record player. He was more than happy to go with you and also explore the store with you as you both looked around. The amount of records was overwhelming to him as he browsed, so he went looking for what he really only knew well. Meanwhile, you went up to the store owner and asked for the specific part you were looking for.

After finding the replacement needed, you turn to see him flicking through the records absentmindedly. That was until he made it to the ‘G’ section and after moving a couple records you can see his hand stop. Pulling his other hand out of his pocket to reach out to pull the record out of the box.

You can see he’s holding a Gorrilaz album and you watch as he looks at it, flipping it over and reading the tracklist. His face in practical awe of his favorite albums of all time.

“Hey, whatchya find?” You ask him curiously

“Oh it’s- they have a Gorillaz album or two” he turns and replies but almost immediately stopping himself from trying to sound too excited.

“Did you, uh find the stylus?” He asks changing the subject.

“Yeah, I did I bought a couple replacements just in case.” You say smiling

“Awesome, where to next?” He asks smiling at you

“Well hold on. What about the Gorillaz album? Don’t you want it?” Asking him sincerely

“Oh uh- nah” he says casually. “Just checking out the artwork.” He adds while looking away.

His face is burning. And he’s praying you don’t notice.

But of course you do. You just don’t let him know it.

You don’t completely understand his reluctance to share something like an album with you. But knowing he isn’t that into music- you chalk it up to being maybe something he just didn’t want to open up to you about yet. It is sort of the ‘one thing’ he doesn’t have in common with you: that being an extensive love for music.

You choose not to push it… But keep a mental note of it. It’s honestly just so cute to you. The thought of him being too embarrassed to admit he wanted the album? You can’t. It didn’t need to make sense for it to absolutely melt your heart. Something you seem to find he makes new ways of doing every second you’re with him.

As the both of you leave to head out of the store, him being a gentleman, wordlessly shows an open palm to you, gesturing towards the bag you’re holding and motions a ‘gimme gimme’ to you with a sweet little smirk. You hand it over to him with a laugh, looking up at him with a big smile and a “thank you”.

As you continue walking, his other arm follows around the back of your waist and pulls you into him as he presses his lips onto your head.

“You’re welcome, love.”

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Days went by as he’d stay clueless to during that day you’d have a surprise in store for him that upcoming Valentine’s Day. You had bought him the albums while checking out of the store, asking the store owner to charge you for them then and to put them aside for you to come and pick up the following day. The owner was more than happy to do just that.

That Valentine’s Day you’d surprised him with some red wine and both took a moment to laugh realizing he did the same thing. You both gave each other a glass of the wine from the bottle you’d bought for one another and gave a sounding clink and a ‘cheers’ to each other. You had made his favorite pasta for dinner that night for the two of you. You lit some candles on the coffee table, enjoyed your pasta together, and cuddled up with him watching a movie. Both of you loving a chill romantic evening together on the couch, just watching a movie and enjoying being in one another’s arms.

As the movie finished, you decide to play blackjack together. Watching his fingers shuffle the cards you couldn’t not stop smiling at him biting his lip like he always did while he’s focusing. Resting your face against your hand you told him that you’d ‘be right back’, and ‘that this deserved some good music.’ He smiled and chuckled at you as you got up to go upstairs to your record player. He agreed and went to fill up your wine glasses.

As he’s pouring the wine he asks you ‘what’s on the track list tonight, dj?’ You had to throw your hand over your mouth to stop from laughing, trying so hard to sound serious when you replied: “Well, I was gonna play some TV Girl, but shit! I think the record player’s broken- can you help me, babe?”

As he quickly thumped up the stairs he was mentally devastated by the idea that your new record player had broken- unbeknownst to him however, you quickly put the Plastic Beach record onto the turntable, turned the player on and waited till the perfect moment for him to come in the room.

You were holding the needle ready to place it onto the already spinning record as he turned the corner into your office with two wine glasses in his hands and a concerned yet sad look on his face.

Dropping the needle onto the right track (thank god, tipsy enough that you hoped it wouldn’t land on a different track, although funny, you wanted it to be a good surprise), the record player began playing ‘On Melancholy Hill’.

He stopped dead in his tracks and looked at you, then around the room. Looking at the candles you had lit, his brain finally realizing what you had been up to and what he was hearing.

He couldn’t help the smile and giggle he let out.

“Really?” He asked stuck in a hilarious disbelief you went through to this sweet extent to surprise him.

“Yeah, really” you chimed back to him while chuckling.

You walked up to him and gently took the glasses out of his hands while taking a sip out of one and then placing them on your desk.

Still stuck in surprise, his eyes following you and then down to your hand that was now reached out towards him. He chuckled at you as you motioned the same ‘gimme gimme’ to him with your hand.

He slowly walked over to you reaching for your hand and paused. Looking at you as sincerely as you’ve ever seen him do. He rubs his thumb slowly across your knuckles pressing his lips to them softly. Gently pulling the same hand to move you close to him while placing it onto his shoulder in a smooth motion. Winding another arm around your waist to hold you and begin to sway you slowly, not even to the beat of the song, but to the rhythm of his absolute joy in the moment. A beat you more than happily moved to along with him as your head rests against his chest.

The two of you slow dance in each other’s arms in the dimly lit room.

The only pause was Jeremy. Stopping to look you in the eyes, dead serious, to ask: “There’s nothing actually wrong with your record player though, right?”

You can’t stop laughing at his clueless but sweet question, struggling to answer “No, there was nothing wrong with it to begin with.”

But he gets the jist as he starts laughing himself.

He continues moving with you through the laughter to dip you to your surprise, taking the moment to laugh at your surprise. Then as he brings you back up, he places a soft hand under your chin tilting your head up and slowly leaning in to kiss you softly.

Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was being suddenly tipped over, but it was the sweetest, most butterfly-in-the stomach kiss you’d ever shared and it made your head swim in the best way possible.

As the night ended, you both went to bed late, you both had been too busy having fun listening to the albums you’d surprised him with, and the time spent together to care. Now in bed you both cuddled up together and before you fell asleep he pulled you closer to his chest, as he thanked you for the surprise all you could do was look up at him and tell him the same. Engulfed in his arms he rested his head on top of yours.

“I love you, y/n” he hummed into your hair

“I love you too, j” you replied wholeheartedly

Last thing you remember is him carefully adjusting himself to place a kiss on your forehead and then your lips before sighing contently and falling asleep together in his arms.

#anon #jerma985 x reader #jerma x reader #jerma985 x you #jerma x you #jerma985 x y/n #jerma x y/n #jerma #jerma arc #archive #THERE I DID IT I DID THE THING #this is literally all his fault sorry catb tumblr I love you sm lmfao #OFF TO EAT COLD PIZZA AND PASS OUT #<3

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geckarrdotpsd · 1 year

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hi this is my picture of the ptro and the squirt frot tf2 like and follow

#geckarrdotpsd #giving myself a tag to feel special #tf2 scout #jerma #jerma x reader #pyro #tf2 pyro #team fortress 2 #team fortress fanart #team fortress 2 fanart #digital art #team fortress pyro #team fortress 2 pyro #team fortress scout #team fortress 2 scout #fav #i love them #theyre literally me #autism

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iftadwascool · 1 year

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#jerma #jerma x reader #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba part 4 #kira

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bimbees · 1 year

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When she zerking your zenis and the cheeto crumbs get into your zurethra right after you zum and it still twitching.

#jerma x reader #jerma985 #jeremy elbertson #scorn 2022

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pink-is-daydreaming · 1 year

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a no-life NERD WHO HAS NEVER GOTTEN PUSSY BEFORE IN HIS LIFE

#jerma #transgender #jerma x reader #trip report

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inhibitionfreewriting · 5 months

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Hi!!! Love your jerma posts ! Do you reckon you could write some more jerma stuff, just whenever ofc but I want you to know you have a market ! Maybe write about y/n and jerma watching trolls 3 or somethin and jerma keeps feeling the need to live commentate even though it's just y'all two bc he's worried about being boring and you losing interest in him :(((

my heart she weeps at your kind words 👐🏻 thank you, i'd love to write more jerma!! my brain has just been gear shifted in another direction. but i do really really love jerma, he is my ultimate comfort streamer. he helped me get through covid 💀

im also a sucker for like """kids""" movies, and i say that in quotes because really any movie geared towards a younger audience can be fun. you can bet your ass i was in the theater for the my little pony movie 💀. anyway.

jerma who plays with the end of his jacket sleeve, or a frayed thread, or your fingers while he makes another quip that undoubtly is funny but you don't respond the way he perceives as right, not that you responded wrong but you're focused on the movie and spare a giggle but... why was the pit in his stomach growing? he lays his head on your shoulder and you knock your head lightly into his.

the pit grows and he feels like he's sweating when there's an elongated silence between you and he mumbles an apology and you look at him so so confused, "why are you apologizing?" as far as you're concerned you two have been having a good time watching the movie.

"dunno," he replies, trying to shrug it off but you can tell the way he avoids looking back towards you, now staring at the screen hardcore. "don't want you to be bored, y'know, in case you didn't... like the movie." don't want you to be bored with him in case you don't like him anymore. you grab his head softly and kiss his temple.

"i love you," you whisper into his head, so that he can hear you and the one other person in the theater can't, "i'm not bored, i promise, i'm having a good time here. with you." he can feel the growth of the pit and the nerves stop, but still it sits, and with a few other chaste kisses to his cheek as a reminder that you are there, he tells himself it'll be fine.

he'll be fine.

"i love you too, doll."

#jerma #jerma x reader #jerma985 x reader #jeremy elbertson x reader #bunny writes #jerma my awkward beloved

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susjerman · 1 year

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jerma our silly little guy

#jerma #jerma985 #jermaposting #streamer #jermacore #jerma x reader

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smolbeanjerma · 2 years

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Imagine

Starting a meth lab with Jerma.

#jerma985 #jerma #jerma imagines #imagine jerma #jerma x reader #breaking bad au #jerma au #cute #fluff #jerma x you #jerma x y/n #breakingbad!Jerma

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wisdomshoes · 9 months

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quick comedy guide : 1) slow down a sudden violent attack 2) mute all audio 3) add a sped up version of jerma's substitute teacher noise

#jerma #jerma x reader #reader x jerma #i ate a lot of food just now and my stomach is killing me

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narinni · 3 months

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🎀𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒫𝒶𝑔𝑒🎀

Hello Dear! For my very first post i would like to define exactly what I will be posting and my rules.

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒪𝓃𝑒🎀

I will be posting drabbles, scenarios, and reactions. Writing is mainly the point of this blog, but I’m definitely open to discussing topics like culture, politics, fashion, but not that often. I also will only post in English. It seems simpler to just post in one language, but you can request things and talk to me in another language, as long as it’s one I understand(see my bio). Also, because there is a pretty big chance of me posting nsfw content, I want NO MINORS to be interacting with NSFW content.

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝓌𝑜🎀

I will write about most genres and scenarios, but here are some I can definitely do:

Genres( like blank!character x reader, or character x reader{fluff}, or character reaction to blank)

~NSFW

~Smut(limited will be explained)

~Fluff

~Angst

~Crack(maybe)

~Yandere(limits will be explained)

~Tsundere

~Basically all the deres, lol

~ooh almost forgot, I will write for any gender and specified pronouns! If you have a specific way you want yourself to be referred to(like size, features, race, ethnicity, personality), make sure to include that!

Characters/People:

~SEVENTEEN(ot13)

~Twice

~Viviz

~Monsta x(ot 7, Wonho will always be apart of monsta x to me😭)

~IVE(no smut for minor members)

~NCT

~AOT(all characters)

~Kakegurui(no smut for minor characters)

~Haikyuu(no smut for minor characters)

~Madoka Magica(no smut for minor characters)

~Howl Pendragon

~No Face

~Barbie

~Ken

~Alan

~Literally any Ryan Gosling character

~Patrick Bateman

~Leon Kennedy

~Ada Wong

~Claire Redfield

~Chris Redfield

~Jill Valentine

~Ethan Winters

~Mia Winters

~The Baker family(minus evelyn)

~Lady Dimistrescu

~Bella, Cassandra, and Daniella

~Mother(mommy) Miranda

~Carl Heisenberg

~Ryu(street fighter)

~Ken(street fighter)

~Cammy

~Chun-li

~Vega

~Luke Sullivan

~Cody Travers

~Basically any SF character that isn’t a minor(it’s way to many to list💀)

~TF2

~Red Dead Redemption

~Horror Movie characters(I’ll look them up if idk, and see)

~XQC(he’s annoying as shit but he’s a cutie)

~Hasanabi

~Jerma985

~Ludwig Ahgren

~QTCinderella

~Joel

~Vinny

~Ster

🎀𝒩𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒🎀

Here’s some things I will NOT do:

~Rape(self explanatory)

~Nothing too freaky(peepee poopoo stuff💀, feet)

~Smutt or anything remotely sexual for a minor(character or real person)

~Su*cide(self explanatory)

~Overly descriptive gore(yes I will write about death, murder, and injury, but nothing over the top and super descriptive)

Hooray You made it to the end! I will be posting on my own accord, but feel free to request anything that’s on the list. I will try my best to get to any request, but I am a busy college student(yay psychology😒). I do apologize in advance for any bad grammar, English isn’t my first language but I think I do pretty well.

🎀𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇🎀

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