#good afternoon gamers

[curiouskinetic]

"So bored." She sighed. "Maybe I should pick up more commissions..."

#v; wanderer #good afternoon gamers #im going to try and work on drafts/asks today dkjhfd

[sleepypuffpastry]

im so freaky fishy fishy im so freaky fishy fishy im so freaky fishy fishy

#good afternoon gamers #pinkpuff.txt

[aminta]

not my ass sleeping for 12 hours

#op #good afternoon gamers

[burnedself]

ITS SNOWINGGG

#good afternoon gamers #;out of time.

[jademight]

the new hulk run is trash but hulk circumventing thor’s ‘I put the hammer on your chest you can’t move’ trick by yanking his body through it 

the book has one (1) right

#tho it wasn't as gory as it could have been smh #wednesday spoilers #good afternoon gamers #will I write today? man who fuckin knows #;ooc tag

[sailxrmxrs]

oh to work with brooklyn hayes and have an office romance. but if u can't manifest fictional romances then at least u can write fics inspired by all the office romance manga you've read right? this is a psa to read my senpai is annoying and sweat and soap ANYWAY another infinite blue solo fic done and dusted and the next will be alexei's! very much enjoying the brainrot that has been rejuvenated by the server. we're also going to ignore how topical this is i swear i drafted the idea before certain workplace romance drama happened skldfjaklsdj

"This place looks so fancy! I've never had afternoon tea before." You were shrugging off your jacket as you looked around the new tearoom that had opened up across the road from your office. Its opening week combined with lunch break hours meant the perfect opportunity to try out something new. It had been a suggestion from your coworker, Brooklyn Hayes. The two of you had been working together for a handful of years now, having progressed together from fresh faces in the company to leading your own teams in the same department. He'd been the one to mention the new tearooms to you, extending an offer to accompany him for lunch when your breaks aligned. And so here you were, sat opposite the man you'd worked alongside for years who had become a dear friend during that time. Though, admittedly, those feelings weren't quite so platonic on your end. You'd sworn to not have any kind of workplace romance long ago but that had been before you'd met Brooklyn. Somewhere along the way, his charming smiles and eager conversation had you falling faster and faster with each week that passed. He would ask how your weekends went, genuinely interested as you told him about an old friend you'd spent time with. He even offered to help out when you were redecorating your apartment, happily spending his weekends with you painting the walls or moving your sofa to the opposite side of the room. As thanks for how often he had helped you out, you would offer to do the same for him or try and get him to let you buy his usual teas for a week. Of course, Brooklyn had politely declined each time. The only time he'd accept such a gesture from you was if you showed up to his office unannounced with some tea from the company's cafeteria and placed it on his desk before he could say no. Every time, you'd dash out of his office, a sly grin on your face as Brooklyn shook his head, reaching for the tea with an appreciate smile.

Even now as you sat opposite him, you knew there was no chance in Brooklyn letting you pay for the bill. With enough persuading you might be able to convince him to split the cost if he was feeling particularly tired or stressed from work. Though as the assortment of food and drinks arrived, your thoughts were focused on enjoying the myriad of beautiful flavours dancing upon your tongue. Brooklyn seemed to be equally enjoying it, sipping at his English Breakfast tea with a half-eaten scone adorned with jam and cream on his plate. Conversation between you both was light, nothing more than casual mentions of recent work projects or upcoming plans.

"Oh, look at you two. Young love is just the sweetest thing," the waitress cooed, arriving at the table with a fresh pot of tea for you both. Within an instant, your cheeks warmed at the comment and you tried to deny the claims only to be cut off by Brooklyn's gentlemanly politeness.

"Thank you. But we are only as sweet as this beautiful establishment. And its food." He was all smiles as the waitress accepted the praise. Despite his calm appearance, you couldn't settle your steadily increasing heart rate. He wasn't denying her assumption that thw pair of you were a couple or that this was a date. A fleeting thought passed that perhaps you'd misconstrued Brooklyn's intentions, but Brooklyn was usually rather straightforward with his intent and had put forward the suggestion to go for afternoon tea as a 'friendly outing' while on your lunch break.

When the waitress left, beaming at Brooklyn's princely charm, you decided to confront the matter head on. "So she thought we were a couple there. Weird, right?"

Brooklyn started for a moment, clearing his throat and his gaze shifted, clearly nervous at his sudden realisation that he never denied the waitress' assumption that the two of you were together. "Oh. Well, yes. I suppose. Easier to go along with it than explain, right?"

"Hm, maybe you're right." You leaned forward in your chair, elbows resting on the table. Brooklyn, usually the definition of refined composure, had been reduced to a flustered mess under your gaze; it was a new facet to him that you adored. After all, he was usually the one to, albeit unintentionally, leave you near speechless with his gentle greetings and the casual fleeting touches of his hand atop yours whenever you brought him some documents to be looked over.

Brooklyn sighed, sitting back in his chair with a resigned look on his face. "I apologise if I made you uncomfortable. I should have explained the situation. Really, I am sorr—"

"Brooklyn. Calm. It's okay. I'm not offended or upset about it. Just teasing, that's all."

"Promise?" His cheeks were a warm pink, the colour unseen on Brooklyn before. He toyed with the tablecloth, nervously glancing up as he awaited your response.

"Promise." You offered him a warm smile, encouraging him to do the same as he loosened up. "Now, we've still got about fifteen minutes left on break. Want to go for a little walk?"

Brooklyn nodded, rising from his seat. "The weather is far too pleasant to say no."

Brooklyn had been entirely correct about the weather. The sun was out and there was barely a cloud in sight, though a gentle breeze drifted about the air. It was neither too cold nor too warm and, thanks to the time of day, the paths leading through the nearby park were empty. The leaves were a crisp green, the edges turning a burnt orange colour with the oncoming approach of autumn—it was truly picture perfect. Brooklyn walked at a good distance beside you, still feeling somewhat distant after his slip-up in the restaurant. He was holding conversation, but it felt restrained. Sighing, you halted in the path.

"Brooklyn. You're being weird with me."

"I'm not being weird with you." Brooklyn had stopped too, facing you directly as he denied your claims. Something about his expression seemed uneasy.

"Is it because of what happened in the restaurant? I told you it's fine."

He let out a long sigh, hand reaching to rub at his temples. "Is it, though? Or are you just saying that to try and make me feel better?"

"What? I don't—"

"I realise it is a delusional belief to have thought you might return my feelings for you, but you don't need to act as though you aren't at all bothered by it. You said it yourself that the thought we might be a couple was 'weird' didn't you? You have made your intentions clear and I don't want to tarnish what friendship we have with such ridiculous sentiments." Brooklyn was breathing heavily, now turned away from you as he tried to calm himself. This was not what you'd expected.

"Feelings? Are you saying that..."

"That I'm in love with you, yes!" Brooklyn said, his voice raised in an uncharacteristic outburst. He was facing you again, eyes widened as he realised what he'd admitted with the sudden emotion he'd let out. "Forget I said anything. We should be getting back to work." Brooklyn's voice was cold, lacking any distinct emotion as he headed back toward the office building.

"No, wait!" You grasped at his arm, half expecting Brooklyn to shrug you off and continue on. Instead, he paused and waited for you to continue, though he didn't turn to face you. Closing your eyes and bracing for what you were about to admit, you inhaled and exhaled deeply in an attempt to calm your nerves. "What if I were to tell you those feelings were reciprocated? That they have been for a long time now. And that I was always too scared to say anything because I didn't think you felt the same way."

"Then I would be inclined to do this." Brooklyn turned and took your waist in his hands, holding himself closer to you as his nose brushed against yours. He waited, wanting a definitive sign that you wanted this too. At your gentle nod, Brooklyn closed the gap and took your lips in his. He was slow and meaningful with his movements, pouring his entire being into that one kiss as his hand traveled the length of your spine and came to rest on your neck. His thumb traced soft movements over your cheek as he pulled away, nearly breathless.

"Unbelievable. You are utterly exquisite." The two of you remained frozen in time, gazing into each other's eyes with intense admiration. And, when you both finally came to your senses, the pair of you returned to the office, hands entwined as Brooklyn intended them to be for a long, long time.

#infinite blue #infinite blue x reader #infinite blue fanfic #infinite blue brooklyn #infinite blue brooklyn x reader #oh to work in the same office as brooklyn hayes #we love to see it gamers we really do #mm afternoon tea sounds good i should go some time #anna writes

[leadendeath]

#good afternoon gamers i havent blasted the first half of this album in a while. feels good man x #tunes

[curiouskinetic]

Man things sure are looking kinda suspicious around here.

#v; wanderer #good morning afternoon gamers dkgjfd

[hearties-circus]

Hi hello good morning and afternoon (I think) to you I have a little extra time b4 school today

Look at this thang

Holy shit. Oh my g-d. This is unbelievable.. The thang.....

#gamer txt. #also it is afternoon! its 12:05:] #and good morning to you aswell bestie <3

[zanarkandskylines]

₊✩‧₊ ⇢ gamer boyfriend!kirishima

『 ♡ 』 kirishima & mild KiriBaku x fem!reader (18+ under the cut!) -`✧ eijiro kirishima masterlist

✩ kirishima loves gaming with his buddies every friday night to blow off steam and hang out with his bro squad. they start bullshitting the idea of starting a streaming group and decide to give it a shot.

✩ the bits and pieces for streaming come in the mail - boxes at a time. while he’s at work one day, you spend the entire afternoon building his desk, moving his PC and setting up all the streaming equipment in the office.

✩ bakugo, kaminari, sero and kirishima decide to call themselves “the riot squad.”

✩ you’re the group’s first viewer on their debut stream. kirishima excitedly interacts with you through the chat as he games for hours, the others interchangeably commenting on your messages playfully.

✩ one viral gaming clip later, the boys have gained over 5,000 followers in a month’s time. you’ve helped kirishima build an entire discord server for the community they’ve built and moderate their streams alongside a few other friends.

✩ plenty of fans clamor over bakugo with his naturally flawless features and brash personality, but you love watching kirishima get flustered over his own fan girls. it’s one of your favorite things to tease him about.

✩ you may or may not secretly let seductive messages slide through his discord DMs from horny fangirls. seeing his face redden when you dare him to respond, or that they have excellent taste being thirsty for him.

✩ sometimes when kirishima gets frustrated over losing matches, you crawl under his desk quietly while he’s distracted. it’s almost comical how his legs instinctually part when you run your fingers up his thighs before palming his already half-hard cock through his shorts.

✩ he lets you shift his clothes around to wrap your soft fingers around his shaft, trying to mask what’s going on behind the scenes as he continues playing.

✩ when you start stroking him lazily, he surprisingly plays better! you can hear the boys cheering him on through his headset as his legs quiver at your touch.

✩ by the time your mouth engulfs his cock, he’s sweating while keeping his best poker face on for the stream. you can hear him panting silently between matches. he mutes his mic to let out a moan or a whine every now and again.

✩ before he cums, he announces to the boys that it’s time to wrap up the stream, saying their goodbyes and switching off the stream. he practically throws his headset off his head and scoops you off the floor and into his lap. he never lets himself finish before you do.

✩ what he doesn’t expect is that you’d been playing with yourself and have soaked through your panties, begging him to fuck you. and he obliges every time - in the gaming chair, sprinting to his bedroom, or up against the wall of the office.

✩ he once forgot to turn off his webcam with the boys as you crawled into his lap, misclicking on the screen and leaving it on. the only person on the call was bakugo, who tried to motion for him to turn it off, but ended up becoming enamored in his best friend fucking his girlfriend. kirishima would shoot a confident grin over your shoulder and into the camera at bakugo as he watched the two of you.

✩ kirishima never expected to establish the tradition of fucking you post-stream and letting bakugo watch you two every once in awhile. he loved showing off how sexy your body was and how pretty your moans sounded, especially to his best friend. it was their best kept secret.

✩ reading bakugo’s filthy messages to your joint discord chat with kirishima is one of the best things to come out of this streaming idea. “how’d you bag a girl with such a perfect ass?” “the way her cunt sucks up your thick cock is fuckin’ hot, ei” “who knew you could fuck like that?” “can’t believe she likes showing off for you like a good little slut” “fuck, you two are better than any nasty ass porn”

✩ both kirishima and bakugo played exponentially better any night you three had a private stream - you became their lucky charm as their internet infamy climbed higher and higher.

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — kirishima showing you off to his friends? hot as fuck. 🥵✨ gamer kiri lives in my head rent free. he’s so goddamn cute and i’d love to spoil him while he plays in any way he’d let me. shoutout to @pastelbakugou for fueling my kiri thirst! 🤭

#kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n #kirishima smut #kirishima drabble #eijiro kirishima #kirishima headcanon #kirishima imagine #bakusquad #bakugo smut #kirishima eijiro #katsuki bakugo #my hero academia headcanons #my hero academia smut #☆.rei writes

[burnedself]

snore mimimimi

#good afternoon gamers how we doin #I SWEAR IM GONNA WRITE TODAY-- #;out of time.

[jademight]

I really appreciate Destiny giving me Crusader-esque armor.

‘Solar 3.0? Perfect time to sCORCH THE INFIDELS!!! RETAKE THE HOLY LIGHT!!!”

#that titan armor is so sexiiiii #anyway good afternoon gamers what a lovely day its new destiny season day lets gooo #;ooc tag

[babyleostuff]

my little gamer | jeon wonwoo

when wonwoo came home from work, happy they let him and the boys end their schedule a bit earlier, he definitely didn’t expect you to be passed out on the couch.

with groceries, and your favourite candy in the bags he was sure you’d get to spend a bit of well deserved quality time over making dinner, maybe end the night with a movie, or him reading you a book in bed. but it looked like you had other plans. 

wonwoo quietly grabbed the blanket that was draped over your couch, and gently tucked you in, making sure you were properly covered, kneeling before your sleeping figure. his fingertips found their way to your hair that fell over your face, and gently, as not to wake you, he swept them away, revealing your pouty mouth, and rosy cheeks. 

wonwoo knew you didn’t like it when he took pictures of you when you were sleeping, always insisting you looked horrible when asleep, but wonwoo would do everything to have his polaroid with him now so he could capture this moment. 

he grabbed the bags from the floor, and not thinking too much about what made you so tired that you needed to nap in the middle of the day, he started preparing dinner, so you could eat when you woke up. 

“so cute,” he thought to himself, as he peeked from around the corner to see if you were still sleeping. 

soon, the smell of food woke you up from your slumber, making your stomach growl. at first, you were very confused why you could smell food, when your fridge and cabinets were out of anything proper to eat, but that’s when you noticed a familiar pair of glasses laying on the table. 

“wonwoo?” you raised yourself to sitting, fixing the cardigan of his you were wearing. he wasn’t supposed to be back for another couple of hours, and it was very unusual for the boys to end things so early in the afternoon. your mind started racing in worry that something bad had happened. 

“wonwoo?” you asked a bit louder, stumbling because of the blanket, which was wrapped around your body. weird, you couldn’t remember covering yourself with it. 

passing by the kitchen, you noticed a pot on the stove with something bubbling inside, and from the smell alone, you knew it was your favourite ramyeon. but wonwoo was nowhere to be seen. 

deciding to help him out with dinner, you turned down the heat a bit, so it wouldn’t spill, and busied yourself with cutting the vegetables that were already laying on the counter, convinced that your boyfriend just went to the bathroom. 

“what are these?” suddenly, wonwoo’s voice echoed through your rather quiet apartment, scaring you to the point where you almost cut yourself with the knife. offended, you turned to him. “i could’ve hurt myself,” but your voice faltered, as you saw what he was holding. 

in his left hand, he was clutching his old gaming headset, and in the other, some games you knew he didn’t play anymore. a warm rush of embarrassment rushed through your body, your cheeks turning into a pretty shade of red. wonwoo, on the other hand, seemed rather amused - both by the thighs he found in your room, and your reaction. 

you weren’t much of a gamer - you didn’t find it entertaining, and you weren’t really good at it either. you usually watched him play, cuddled to his side with a teacup in your hands. that was so much more fun than gaming. 

“care to explain, baby?” he smiled at you, setting the stuff on the counter. you knew wonwoo would never judge you for what you did, yet you couldn’t help but look down avoiding his gaze. “hey, it’s okay. look at me, baby,” he gently cupped your face, lifting your head, so your eyes could meet, as his thumbs stroked your cheeks in a soothing manner.

“i just…,” you took a deep inhale, trying to calm yourself before the embarrassment would eat you up. “i just wanted to be better at gaming,” you admitted, fiddling with the hem of wonwoo’s shirt. 

he looked at you with a puzzled expression, his brows furrowed, and mouth in a small pout. “but you don’t like gaming. i don’t think i’ve ever seen you game since we began dating.” 

you sighed in defeat - you had to tell him why you took his stuff, wonwoo would not back down now. “i don’t like it, but i wanted to be better… for you,” you shyly admitted. “i know how much you enjoy gaming, and i didn’t want to be that girlfriend who doesn’t give a shit about her boyfriend's hobbies.” 

“but why would you force yourself?” wonwoo asked, stunned by your confession. his thumbs halted their movement, his whole attention focused on you. “you know i would never expect you to do something you don’t enjoy.” 

“i know. i just thought you’d be happy if i learned how to play.”

wonwoo let out a sigh, sneaking his hand to the back of your head, cradling it closer to his chest, so he could place his head on top of yours. “i would be happy knowing you do something you truly enjoy, and not force yourself to do something you don't like just to please me,” he wrapped his other arm around your waist, bringing you even closer to his body. 

“i love it when you watch me game. i love your presence next to me, and i wouldn’t change it for the world.” he smiled softly at you, patting your head, as you fell into a comfortable silence. with the feeling of embarrassment long forgotten, you let yourself melt into his embrace, nuzzling your head further up his neck, as you inhaled the familiar smell of his cologne. 

“wait,” wonwoo suddenly pulled your head back, and looked at you with a slightly worried expression. “don’t tell me you were sleeping now, because you stayed up last night gaming.” 

“please, don’t be mad?” you tried giving him your best puppy eyes, knowing that one - he wouldn’t fall for them either way, and two - he’d end up scolding you for staying up so late. “you’re such a hypocrite, honey. how many times have you told me to go to bed, and scolded me for staying up so late, hm?” he cupped your cheek, his gaze full of concern. 

“i did it for you, won.”

“you’re truly unbelievable, honey. 

the bubbling of the ramyeon brought you back to reality, wonwoo’s grip loosening to quickly take care of the boiling soup.

“would you help me?” 

“what was that, baby?” 

you put your hand on his back. “i want you to teach me how to game, and not because i want to make you happy. i really want to try.” 

“of course i’ll help you,” he smiled, and pecked your forehead. “my little gamer.”

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[bliss4boo]

Fortnite👾

Ellie is what you would call a "gamer" I guess? She was always playing some game, whether it was GTA, Fortnite, Call of duty, etc. Honestly, she was really good but sometimes it seemed she was more focused on the game then you.

Just this afternoon, Ellie was on call playing Fortnite on her pc. You heard her screaming and swearing for 2 hours straight so you decided to go check it out. You walk in and Ellie didn't even notice because of her head set. "Baby." You called out but she didn't hear you. So you tried again but this time louder. "Baby!" She still didn't hear you. So then you yelled louder. "Ellie!" Then she finally took off one side of her headphones, her eyes still glued to the screen. "What?" She asked a little annoyed because you disrupted her. "Don't use that attitude with me."  You scolded her and she just rolled her eyes and sighed. "Fine. What do you want?" Her eyes were still glued to the screen.

"I wanna go to grocery store." You say crossing your arms. "Then go?" She says confused on why you're telling her, she it's clicking the mouse and is in the middle of sniping someone. "But I want you to come with me!" You slightly pout and she ignores you from being so locked in the game. Suddenly she dies.

She starts swearing at her friends on call. "What the fuck! I clearly shot that stupid ass banana!" You just roll your eyes and leave the room. You were really sad that Ellie would choose the game over spending time with you. Sulking, you go get your keys and go to the car.

Ellie suddenly noticed you gone and then wonders why you're not there. "Guys I gotta go." She tells her friends as she ends the call. She makes her way towards the kitchen and sees your keys and you gone. So quickly she goes outside and sees you in your car. "Wait!! Baby!" She calls out for you and you look up. What an asshole? She ignores you this whole time but when it's convenient for her she'll come around? You just flip her off and leave for the grocery store. Ellie sits their dumbfounded. Did she seriously just leave me?

After a while you come back and Ellie's sitting on the porch pouting. When she sees you her eyes light up and she rushes towards the car. Quickly, she opens your door. "Baby! Im so sorry! I shouldn't have ignored you and listened to you! It's just I got to focused..." she looks down. You can tell she feels really bad. "It's whatever." You say still a bit upset. "But...you can make it up to me." You smirk at her and she looks up. "What? I'll do anything!" She looks at you not even breaking a smile. "Bring all the groceries inside." You say bluntly. As soon as you finished that sentence Ellie opened the trunk and grabbed 3 grocery bags.

As she walked back inside the house with the bags you noticed her toned arms. You accidentally started staring. "Hey my eyes are up here." She says looking at you while she puts the groceries down. Your eyes instantly flicker up meeting hers. "Baby, why don't you lay down and I'll put the groceries away? Hm?" She looks at you smiling. You giggle at her sweetness. She really felt bad so you let her put them away and lay on the couch.

A little later Ellie comes and sits beside you. "Babyyyy." She whines a little. "Mhm?" You look over confused on why she's whining. "Can I teach you how to play Fortnite?" She looks up at you with pleading eyes, but you turn down the offer. "Hell no." She starts to pout. "But whyyyy!!" She starts to lean on you. "Because, I'm gonna embarrass myself!" You say trying not to smile. She looks up at you still pouting. "But I'll help you." You just roll your eyes. "Fine." You give in and sigh.

Ellie set up her pc and Fortnite ready to go. She had you sit in the chair and put on the head set. "This is so stupid." You mumble annoyed. "Shh." Did she just shush you? Once the game loads you have no idea what to do. "The fuck am I supposed to click?" You look up at her. All she does is sigh. "Okay. How about you sit on my lap and I'll be able to help you better." You just shrug "Okay." 

You stand up and she sits in the chair patting her lap for you to sit. You sit down and she wraps her arms around your waist. "Okay ready?" She says in a low voice against your neck. You hum in response.

Throughout the game Ellie would occasionally put her hands on top of yours helping you. "So do it just like...that." 

When you killed someone she would get so happy. "Fuck yeah!"

Suddenly you realized their was only one more person in the game and you knew you were cooked. "Ellie." You say her hands still on your waist. "Mhm?" She hummed back. "How about you do this part?" She nods and lean back on her chest letting her take control of the pc. Swiftly and easily she kills the person and the screen says "Victory Royale".

Ellie hugs your waist pulling you closer. "You did it baby." She places a soft kiss on your cheek. You are a smiling and flustered mess. "I think we both did." You turn to face her sitting on her lap. She smiles at you and touches the string of hair in front of your face. You can't take it anymore and you lean in kissing her softly. She cups your cheeks kissing you back.

Okay that's it!

I feel like this is kinda trash😭

#ellie williams #tlou2 #wlw #the last of us #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie tlou #lesbian #sapphic