#my friend was streaming the game n me n others were voicing the characters and at one point whenever these two

[moeyynorris]

Streaming and Daydreaming

Lando Norris x F!Streamer!Reader

Warnings: Just super cute fluff, some fans teasing the two of you, maybe a hint of angst, and mention of being shot at in a video game.

A/N: I’m flirting with the idea of a part 2. Let me know what you think!

Moeyy’s Master List

“Hello everyone, and thank you for joining the stream. Sorry it’s been a little while since I’ve been on, but my day job has been a bit busy lately.” Lando winked at the camera as he addressed his fans. “But, I do have a treat for you lot. One of my dear friends, the ever so beautiful Y/N, will be joining us. You can follow her stream at @ynusername and you will be able to hear her and see her camera on my own.” He grinned, waiting for you to chime in.

“Hello everyone,” you greeted, the smile obvious in your voice. You could feel your cheeks heating up as you stared at Lando through your second screen. You knew you didn’t have stage-fright, so you were hoping the fans tuning in wouldn’t notice.

“Ready to get your ass handed to you at some Fortnite, girlie?” Lando chuckled as he teased you. You sucked in a breath at his smile.

“Excuse me, Norris, but I’ve been playing this game for almost two years longer than you have!” You giggled, then stuck out your tongue at the camera. “You started, what, three weeks ago? Let’s see who has their ass handed to them.”

Lando shook his head, laughing as the chat on his stream went wild. You could see multiple people typing “Lando ❤️😍🥰” and “That smile 😍😍😍”, and all you could do was laugh.

Same, fans. Same.

“Ok, Y/N, get ready and let’s go!”

As the two of you waiting for your game lobby to fill, you greeted some of the fans in the chat. Lando did the same, the two of you taking turns.

“@papayaprincezz1 asks, ‘It’s been all smiles since the two of you signed on. Is there anything going on between the two of you?” Lando froze after he read the last word aloud. He stared directly at the camera for a moment, then huffed a nervous laugh. “Y/N and I have been friends for a while, but there is nothing more between us right now.”

You he glanced to his left, at his second monitor, where he was streaming your stream. You stared up at the camera, offering a smile. The chat started filling up with “right now?” and “what does he mean by that?”

Before you would say anything, your screen flashed to your character preparing to drop into the map.

“Where we droppin’ Lando?” You asking, scanning the map.

“Uhh, let’s do the Peninsula thing next to that castle thing.”

You laughed. “You mean near the Citadel?”

Lando scrunched his nose. “Yeah, that thing.”

“You sure you don’t want to do Slappy Shores?” You offered, preparing to leave the Battle Bus.

“Nah, babe, that place is too hard. People are gnarly there!” Lando followed your lead as he left the Battle Bus.

You blushed at his use of that word, and the chat definitely heard it too. There was another instant barrage of comments about Lando’s choice of nickname, but you tried to ignore it.

mclarengirl04: they would be so cute together! 😍

f1gamergirl0416: he called her babe. There’s gotta be something there between them!

drsdiana55: Lando + Y/N = shipped. 🥰

You glanced away from the chat the moment you heard something whizz by your head. Someone was hiding and sniping at you. You spun your character around, trying to find who was shooting at you.

“Lando, I’ve got a sniper,” you announced as you scanned the land around you. You saw something move in a tree, so you took a shot, and numbers popped up instantly. “I shot him,” you muttered, continuing to aim.

You kept shooting, hitting the player just about every other shot.

“Knocked him.” You furrowed your brow as someone from behind you started shooting at you. “Lando, where the hell are you?”

You glanced up at Lando’s stream and froze. He was just sitting there, staring to his left, at your stream. His eyes appeared to be almost glazed over, like he was daydreaming.

“Earth to Lando Norris!” Your voiced raised a bit, snapping him out of his haze.

“Sorry, I, uh, where are you?”

You rolled your eyes. “Where I’ve been the last four minutes, love.” Your cheeks flushed as the word left your lips, but you shoved your feelings down and focused on the game.

“Right,” Lando muttered, his cheeks redder than you had ever seen them. He nibbled his lower lip as he focused on the screen in front of him.

You sighed in relief when Lando finally came to your aid. You both fought in silence for a few minutes. Then, your stomach flipped as you noticed the chat blowing up again.

formula1fangirl98: I want a man who looks at me the way Lando looks at Y/N.

battlebusdriver249: He’s in love for sure. Ain’t no one look at someone like that unless they in love.

myra_norris: Lando just daydreaming about his dream girl.

Your eyes widened and your stomach tensed as you read the hundreds of comments about you and Lando. There was no way he was staring at you, not consciously. He was probably just daydreaming about something else and happened to be looking at your stream when he zoned out… Right?

One last shot, and you were taken out. You sighed, relaxing your shoulders. Lando leaned back in his chair, his hands cradling the back of his head.

“Well, that was interesting.” Lando yawned, then smiled. “I guess 4th isn’t too shabby.” He peered down at his screen. “Is everyone in the chat still awake? Maybe I should read a couple of these—“

Lando’s eyes widened as he glanced down at the chat, his eyes scrolling over the various messages.

“Oh,” he gasped, glancing back up at the camera. “Uh, I don’t—uh.”

“Are you okay? Did your brain break?” You chuckled. You tried to maintain your cool while watching Lando stumble.

“Well, I think the chat is trying to call me out.” Lando’s cheeks flushed.

“Oh what?” You tried to play naïve, but you knew what they were saying. You weren’t blind.

“Well, let’s see. ‘Lando got those heart eyes’. Oh, and there’s ’His heart exploded and short-circuited his brain’.” He kept reading different comments in the chat, all of them hinting at one thing:

He was too busy staring at you to pay attention to the game.

“Oh,” was all you could muster up. You both stared at each other through the camera, both unable to say what you both knew needed to come next.

You sighed. “Well, are they right?” You winced as the words left your lips. This was not how you thought the day, or stream, was going to go.

“Haha, uh.” He sucked in a breath, then chuckled again. “Well, fans and friends, thank you for joining us today. I hope to be in here soon, and hopefully this lovely lady here will join me too.” He waved to the camera. “Goodnight, or day, everyone. Cheers.”

And with that, his screen went away, leaving just you and your stream. With a reluctant sigh, you said your farewells to your fans, and signed off too.

He just signed off like that? Not wanting to talk? Why would he read those comments off his chat if he wasn’t going to get to the point?

You leaned back in your chair just as your phone vibrated on your desk.

Text Message

Lando 😎🏎️🧡

Can you hop on Skype? I think we have a convo to finish.

You sent him a quick thumbs up emoji and pulled up Skype on your computer.

Within 30 seconds, you were getting a call from Lando, which you quickly accepted. His face popped into view, without his usual grin.

“Hey,” he muttered before letting out a sigh.

“Hey back.” You licked your lips nervously as you waited for his next words.

“Uh, so, sorry for earlier. I got a bit distracted.” Lando fiddled with his fingers.

“Yeah, I noticed. But what was so distracting?” His eyes shut for a moment at your words, then opened again. His gaze locked on the camera.

“You, obviously. As the chat said, I was mesmerized, transfixed,” he admitted. “I was distracted by watching you.”

You huffed a laugh. “By me playing a video game?”

He nodded. “Playing a video game, concentrating, analyzing, smiling, just being you.” Lando ran his hands over his hair. “Y/N, I was admiring how stunning you are. You’ve known me for what, a year now? And every single stream you’re on, I’m there right? Sure, you’re a pretty decent player, but I’m also there because watching you smile and laugh makes my stomach flutter like some stupid fucking romance movie. And for the races you’ve been at, I pushed harder than I thought I could because I wanted to make you proud. Not the team, not Zak, you.”

The only response you could give was a smile. A wide, gleeful grin as you listened to goofy, wacky Lando Norris spill his heart out to you.

“So, you’re saying—“

“I love you, Y/N. I have fallen head over fucking heels for a beautiful, funny, smart, quirky gamer girl named Y/N Y/L/N. And there’s no turning back now.” Lando’s lips finally curled. “And I hope—“

“I love you too, Lando. I knew you meant something special to me shortly after we met. I never thought a Formula 1 driver would have followed my gaming Twitch account, let alone become my friend.” Your cheeks heated while tears welled in your eyes. The man really meant a lot to you, and the fact that he felt the same way was magical.

“And maybe, uh, maybe more than a friend?”

You blinked the tears from your eyes and you chuckled. “What exactly are you asking, Mr. Lando Norris?” He cleared his throat then giggled, flashing that award winning smile.

“Y/N, will you, uh, would you like to be my girlfriend?” You both laughed.

“I would love to, Lando.” You both chuckled again. “And very smooth delivery,” you teased, but offering a wink.

“Ha, thanks. It did the job, didn’t it?” It sure did. You couldn’t argue with that.

When the giggles stopped, you both sat there, not sure what to do next. But, it didn’t matter. You were still swimming in the high of what just happened, that Lando Norris confessed to being in love with you.

Lando sat up a little, a grin across his lips. “Hey, I can ask for an all access pass to next weekend’s Grand Prix. If you would like to come and see it, that is.” That million dollar smile struck your heart as you considered his words.

“An all access pass to the Monaco Grand Prix? I could never say no to that.” You winked. “I heard there’s a really cute guy racing for McLaren.”

“Oh yeah? I’ll have to keep my eye out for him.” Lando smirked as you rolled your eyes.

The two of you continued to plan for the Grand Prix, like when you would leave and where you would stay. Lando beamed as he talked about this race, and you knew it was a special race for all of them. And sure, you had seen him race at Silverstone, Barcelona, and in Miami, but this one was going to be special.

“Hey Lando?” you asked as a random thought crossed your mind.

“Yeah, love?”

You let out a breath, then smiled. “When were you going to say something? You know, if thousands of people hadn’t called you out on it?”

Lando pursed his lips. “Well, I was planning on inviting you to the Grand Prix at the end of the stream. I was hoping to talk to you then. Maybe.” He nodded as he spoke.

You peered down randomly at your phone and gasped at the amount of notifications on the Lock Screen. X, Facebook, Instagram.

“Oh boy, we’re viral,” you muttered as you opened each notification. Most of them were just photos of Lando’s stream, his staring at your stream or blushing on camera. Fans had multiple hashtags, like #landoy/n forever and #flirtingonstream.

You rolled your eyes while Lando laughed hysterically at some of the posts.

“I guess the secret is out now the press are going to have a field day with us at the race.” You shrugged, realizing it may not be a calm little visit like before.

Lando chuckled and smirked. “Well, then let’s give them something to write about.” He winked, which made your stomach swirl.

This was going to be an interesting weekend.

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris fluff #lando norris x female reader #formula 1 #f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #lando norris imagine

[sebscore]

TWITCH WAR

pairing: lando norris x driver!reader (brief cameos of charles and russell george)

warnings: swearing. rumplestiltskin. mention of george being a war criminal. wetting pants.

author’s note: not my best work, but this has been sitting in my drafts for too long. anyway, enjoy 💖

• • • • • • •

''Do I play with Y/N?'' Lando read the question out loud, seeing it in his comment section. ''Well, she always told me she was very good at like any kind of game and that she would kick my ass, but then I played with her and… let's say she's definitely not as good as me.'' The Brit bragged about his own skills, a smirk forming on his face.

He glanced at the incoming replies from the fans, enjoying their reactions. ''She asked to play together a few weeks ago and we did, but ever since then I haven't dared to play with her again,'' he grinned, ''whenever she asks me now, I just go offline.''

''Oh, she's gonna kill me when she sees this.'' He giggled like a schoolgirl.

She did in fact kill him when the clip of him talking shit was sent to her by fans and even other drivers. Not literally, that wouldn't be a good career move, but she took to Twitter to indirectly respond to Lando's ''claims''.

YourUsername: people, don't take the words of twinks seriously 😫

Y/N's clapbacks didn't stop there as she went live on Instagram not too long after Lando's Twitch stream. Fans obviously couldn't help but ask about the British driver.

''Do I still want to play with Lando? Nooo~ I don't want to stream with him anymore, I really don't.'' The grin on her face was a dead giveaway she was only teasing him. ''He's super bad, that Rumplestiltskin.''

''She called me Rumplestiltskin?'' Lando read the comment out loud, his eyebrows furrowed. ''What does that even mean?'' He couldn't really remember where the name came from, so he decided to look it up and was met with the character from Shrek.

He gave the camera an unimpressed look before moving on. ''You guys want to know a fun story about Y/N from our karting days?'' A smirk already appeared on his face.

''She was pushed off track by someone and she pissed her pants because of it.''

''It was water! I didn't wet my pants, oh my god!'' The driver exclaimed on stream, not believing that Lando actually told that story. ''We were like 9 years-old.''

''You know, Y/N, I think I also remember that.'' George chimed in, he had been amused by their little Twitch war ever since they started it.

She rolled her eyes upon George's words. ''Hey! It was probably you who pushed me off the track in the first place, you war criminal!'' Y/N clapped back at him.

''Anyway, Lando shouldn't be speaking at all when he still looks and talks like a 9 year-old.''

''Lando, should we invite Y/N to play with us?'' Charles asked the McLaren driver after seeing countless comments in his chat asking about the female driver.

The Brit loudly sighed, causing the Monégasque to burst out laughing. ''What's wrong, Lando?''

''Because of her, people keep asking me if I've hit puberty yet.'' He said, frustration audible in his voice, much to the entertainment of Charles and everyone else watching him.

Their ''beef'' came to an end when the media had started to pick up on their back-and-forths and tried to make it seem like the two close friends hated each other and that they would become a danger to each other on track.

''Are you worried that the words you and Y/N have exchanged over social media will have an effect on how the two of you perform on track?'' One reporter asked Lando in a press conference.

He shook his head. ''We're just joking around, honestly. We've been friends for a long time and we've always joked around with each other like this, so, no, it won't have an effect on track.'' He politely answered, slightly ticked off by the seriousness of it all.

Y/N had been placed into a different group for the press conference, where she was asked about their ''war''. ''There have been some harsh word exchanges between yourself and Lando Norris, are you two on good terms or is there some sort of bad blood?''

''Yeah, we hate each other,'' her sarcastic tone sticking out, ''that's why we voluntarily spent all that time together when we're not racing.'' Her answer gathered laughs from her fellow drivers and even some reporters.

''Also, when we're on the topic,'' she stated, ''just because Lando hasn't hit puberty, doesn't mean that I haven't.''

#f1 fic #f1 fics #f1 x reader #formula 1 fic #f1 x oc #lando norris x oc #lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #formula 1 oc #formula one fics

[cherryobx]

hiiii here to help you procrastinate! I suck at requests but I’m gonna make one and you can just see if you want to use it or not :)) so since I can’t personally hug you since your 24 hours away by car and I don’t have a drivers licence I want something cozy 👉👈 I’ve recently been obsessed with someone and for the first time I followed a twitch live stream because of him and it was so comforting to just listen to him play a game that I could fall asleep. so maybe something like gamer bf/gf and a sleepy reader OR a bookish reader, they’re gaming and the other reading or something. I want the coziness. but I have no clue if this is information that you can do something with so do whatever you want :)) and if you want to use it you can choose the character ☺️

Company || J.M.

Summary: JJ, your gamer bf, comes over and you spend a cozy evening together, sort of.

Word count: 0.7k

Warnings: no knowledge of gaming whatsoever, other than that none

A/N: thank you babe for this request!!!!!! and thank you for supporting my procrastination haha, hope you enjoy whatever this is (don't judge i haven't written anything in soooo long)

JJ kept all of his gaming equipment at your place. He was scared of what his father might do if he ever got his hands on it in a fit of drunken rage. It was very expensive, he saved up for more than a year to afford all of it. You made space in your bedroom for another table so he could have his gaming station and his own little corner to game in. 

You loved when he was over at your place to play his video games you knew pretty much nothing about. It was a way for you to spend time together. Not in the sense that you were conversing or doing some activity together but just being in the same room with each other, enjoying each other’s company. It was so mundane but so sweet.

He had his headset on but only one of his ears was covered. When you asked about it one time he said he wanted to make sure he could still hear you if you needed anything. But in reality he also enjoyed the little sounds you made over at the other side of the room, whether it was blowing on your steaming tea, turning the pages of your book or the little laughs you let out when a character said something funny in your current read.

One evening he came over to game with his friends. He could tell you were tired just by the way you dragged your feet behind you and how you kept yawning every two seconds. You had a really long day behind you and all you wanted to do was curl up into a little ball under the warm covers in your bed and fall asleep.

He followed you into your bedroom and watched you flop face first onto the bed.

“Are you okay?” He took a seat next to you and placed his hand on your back, rubbing it in a relaxing motion making your eyelids fall closed.

“Yeah, just tired,” you mumbled into the duvet.

“I don’t have to play right now, I can just tell them I can’t tonight. I’ll cuddle with you instead.”

But you insisted. “No. Go game with your friends. I’ll be out like a light in two seconds. Don’t even worry about me.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Just come to bed when you’re done.”

“Of course.” He smiled and gave you a small kiss on your temple. 

He helped you crawl under the covers and tucked you in, making your heart swell. He gave you another kiss but this time on the lips. “I love you,” he whispered against your lips before he stood up and sat down in his gaming chair behind the desk you had gotten him.

He turned everything on and logged into whatever game he was supposed to be playing with his friends that night.

His voice was quiet when speaking to his friends, he didn’t want to disturb you more than he already has. He kind of felt guilty about his situation although you had reassured him many times that you aren’t bothered by his stuff in your room. You actually liked that a piece of him was always in your personal space.

“Sorry, my girl’s sleeping,” he whispered into the microphone. It tugged the corners of your mouth upwards in your sleepy haze.

You didn’t really focus on his hushed conversations but the low tone of his voice was so calming and relaxing, it lulled you to sleep in no time.

When JJ finally finished up with his friends, he took the headphones off, placed them on the monitor and quietly made his way to your bed. Lifting the covers gently, he climbed underneath them and joined you in the warmth of your bed. 

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him, stirring you from your sleep.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.”

“‘S okay,” you slurred, already falling back asleep. JJ nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your familiar scent and feeling the sleep take him over as well.

#jj maybank #jj #jj outer banks #outer banks #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x you #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x y/n #obx #lu

[ramblingthoughtsofayoungadult]

Headcanons: Jordan Li with Streamer!fem reader

A/N: This character has a chokehold on me just like they do everyone else. Also, I don't claim to own this character nor the gifs, I just had this idea for a scenario.

Notes: 1116 word count and some swearing.

You never thought that your stream you started out of boredom during high school would take off but by the time you got to GOD U, you were always on the Top Ten Streamer list on V-TV.

 Your content ranged from wholesome gaming, collabs with other creators, and commentary on popular videos or media. Emma, Marie, Luke, Cate, and Andre had all been featured at least once but your oldest friend, Jordan, was hesitant.

“I don’t want a bunch of weird strangers knowing who I am,” they muttered when you tried to convince them to join for the millionth time.

You pouted, “Jordan, that’s what the mods are for. Anyway, it’s a risk you’re going to have to take as a supe anyway, right?” They were reluctant to admit you were right and after bribing them with Olive Garden, grumpily sat next to you as you set up your stream the following night.

“Try to look a little more enthusiastic,” you teased as you adjusted your cameras to frame you and Jordan well.

“It’s hard when I’m still hungover,” they griped. Despite their mood, you couldn’t help but feel giddy as you clicked on the big green “start” button and sat down in your custom gaming chair.

“Hi everyone, welcome back! Today, I have a very special guest who taught me almost everything I know about gaming,” you chirped, pulling Jordan’s chair closer to your side. “This is Jordan.”

Almost immediately, your chat started going crazy. “Who’s the hot guy?” “That’s your friend???!!!” “I knew I should’ve tried harder to get into GOD U.”

Jordan’s eyes widened at the response, and they sat up a little straighter and waved. “Hi everyone and yes, I am Y/N’s friend, and I did teach her everything she knows about gaming.” You elbowed them in the side playfully. “Not true!” “Before me, she didn’t even know what T-posing was.”

You playfully smacked their arm and shook your head. “Shut up. Anyway, tonight I am wearing my cozy sweatshirt because it is spooky season and to celebrate, we will be playing Outlast and Jordan is here in case I faint from fear and emotional support.” Jordan snorted, “You’re playing Outlast when you couldn’t finish FNAF?”

The night was filled with screaming and panic from you while Jordan mostly laughed at your pain and tried to give directions.

“Go left! No, the other left!” They shouted. “I panicked!”

Throughout the gameplay, the chat was bombarding you both with comments and donations. “Cherrypickednightmare gifted 50 subs and said, ‘Please give Jordan their cut’,” Jordan read. “Thank you for the subs! What cut? This is my channel, Jordan is a guest. They are here as a friend,” you said without taking your eyes off the screen.

“I don’t think you did this well with anyone else on the channel, I think I should be compensated,” Jordan teased. “Your pay is my friendship and potentially more Olive Garden.”

With that statement, your subscribers sent more “gifts” and subs as you continued playing. “Mikeysleftfoot said, ‘For the Olive Garden fund,” Jordan chuckled. “Yes, chat, for only 9.99 a day, you can provide Jordan with a week’s worth of Olive Garden even though they only eat the breadsticks, but someone needs to order something so no one gets kicked out,” you teased in a fake serious voice.

Jordan seemed to have too much fun interacting with chat while you were avoiding being attacked by zombified asylum patients. “WHY DID I COME INTO THIS HOSPITAL ALONE WITHOUT A WEAPON? I’M A JOURNALIST AND NO ONE KNOWS I’M HERE!” you screamed while frantically trying to get your character to run away from the giant patient. “Y/N, Viledeeds87 wants to know how we met.”

“NOT NOW!” But you died in-game seconds later and huffed. “We met in kindergarten,” you stated. “No, preschool.” You burst out laughing, “My bad, I lumped the years together. We were on the playground, I got a splinter from the swing set, and Jordan walked me to the nurse’s office.” “I’ve been looking out for her clumsy ass since.”

After that night, your friendship with Jordan and Jordan themselves became a hot topic on your channel. “Someone said, ‘Why is Jordan so daddy?’ Relax, chat, or else I will not bring them back on the channel. Their head’s gonna get too big from your thirst,” you joked.  

Surprisingly, Jordan loved the attention, especially the reactions they could get out of you because of the attention.

“I should write up a contract to make sure I’m getting my proper royalties,” Jordan suggested mindlessly during a study session.  “You know I have a team of lawyers, right?” “Scared they’ll agree with me?”

But when your merch collection came out, Jordan was the first to model and post about it on social media. Their appearances on the channel were regular and fueled more engagement on your streams, which your management loved.

Your other friends offline couldn’t help but comment on it either, with Andre only being a little jealous of the attention Jordan got while Luke and Cate couldn’t be more supportive.

Emma and Marie proudly shipped you and Jordan. “You’re so cute together, I mean, it’s giving frenemies and will-they-won’t-they at the same time!” Emma insisted. “No way, there’s nothing there. Jordan’s my best friend and it makes sense that we would have decent chemistry.” “I may not be super experienced in this area but, they do not look at you like a friend, on stream and off,” Marie commented.

You thought your younger friends were nuts. If there was anything between you and Jordan, you would be the first to know. Sure, you occasionally got butterflies around them when they smiled in either form and you regularly bought things or sent them pictures of something that reminded you of them. But all best friends do that, right?

Then one night, when you should’ve been studying, you were scrolling on social media when you stumbled across fan compilation videos of you and Jordan. While a lot of them were funny, a few of them were on the shipping side.

For the first time, you saw how Jordan’s big brown eyes softened when you weren’t looking at them and how they were so quick to pull you in their lap when you tried to storm off in a rage-quit. Was this how they always acted around you?

As you raked your brain, you began to remember several moments where Jordan acted a little more than a friend to you but at the time, you brushed it off. Did this mean they liked you? Did this mean it was finally okay for you to admit how you feel?

#jordan li #jordan li headcanons #jordan li x reader

[formulapai]

KNEW IT!

an Alex Albon fluff scenario 🧡

scenario: when Alex appears in his famous “best friend” ’s live stream while shirtless, internet breaks, and so does the twitch quartet’s group chat.

warning: curse words, semi-nudity (Alex is shirtless), 18+ jokes

pai’s words: all my love to lily but I just HAD to write this with him..

“NOOOOOOO, why did I do that ?”

Screaming in agony, Y/N and their thousands of viewers watch the character fall while the other players keep on running around. It was a dumb move really, they had to wait for the inclined platform to move closer but they didn’t wait enough and jumped right in the void, effectively losing the game. As much as Fall Guys is fun, especially for the viewers, the young adult is becoming more and more frustrated.

It started as a dumb bet made on twitter(X), as usual. And it’s not going well.

“No, guys, I SWEAR I can finish first, just wait ! Oh, thanks a lot user ynfanacc for the subscription, it means a lot !”

Smiling and talking with their chat, they are waiting for a new game to load so they can prove their worth and finally win. As a pretty popular streamer, they livestream pretty much everything, from random reacts to indie games, while not forgetting formula one related stuffs. This is mainly what makes them as known as they are, the way they can do anything and still make it entertaining and interesting.

Added to that, of course, is their close friendship with Alex, the Williams’ driver. Inseparable since their childhood, the two of them went through everything together and the whole world know this, the lingering questions about the real nature of their relationship hanging in the air. Officially, they are strictly best friends, bullying each other on social medias and celebrating together no matter what. Only themselves know what is happening behind closed doors, or well, that was true only seconds ago.

“Hey, babe, d’you know where my phone is ?”

It all happens in slow motion, Y/N spinning right towards the voice, the chat going wild, a very bare-chested, only-wearing-briefs Alex on full display in their live. The streamer doesn’t know how the pilot didn’t realize they were live, as they had been shouting and very clearly speaking with people for the past hour. Still, it’s now done and they have to react quickly, spinning back towards their computer, they hurriedly logs off without uttering a word while the man behind them curses and apologizes.

“Oh shit, fuck, I didn’t notice you were live, I’m so sorry babe I swear I didn’t know”

Sighing, Y/N stares at their black screen before getting up from their chair and walking towards Alex, slapping his chest slightly before leaning against it.

“-You’re so dumb.

-I know, I know, I’m sorry love, I really am.

-Well, what do we do now ? Jump right inside the storm and announce it or just ignore it and wait ?

-I mean, I’m pretty sure all internet is now aware of what happened so..

-Yeah, I’ll make an insta story. Dumbass.”

The man follows his lover towards their bedroom like a lost puppy, sitting on the bed next to them while they open the app up. In the corner of the room, under one of his shirt laying on the floor, he sees something light up and soon realizes it’s his phone, getting up to snatch it before laying back down next to his partner. As much as he expected his fans, and theirs, to be in shambles, he didn’t expect the 50+ messages from his three friends in their group chat. Snorting, he opens the chat and scroll quickly through what he’s missed before replying.

perceval: talk about a soft launch eh..

landon’t: BRO I KNEW IT!!!!! WTF

georgia: I’m so betrayed rn I don’t even know what to say

landon’t: ALBONO GOT GAMESSSSS

perceval: never wanted to see this much of Alex, someone pass me the bleach asap

georgia: you could’ve at least put some pants on, bro

landon’t: boi was busy BUSY 😏😏😏

georgia: ew

perceval: ew

me: ew

georgia: ALEXWTF

perceval: he’s here!! the traitor is here !! the filthy, lying sneak is here !!

me: you guys are just dramatic

landon’t: YOU HID YOUR RELATIONSHIP WTH MAN WE TRUSTED YOU

me: well… ily guys (ew) but I can’t say I trust your big blabbermouths with secrets like this

georgia: tf

peceval: tf

landon’t: tf

Snickering, the young man lets his phone fall on the bed and turns to his other half, still focused on making the perfect insta story about the situation. That was one of the things he deeply loved about them, while they may seem chaotic, explosive for those who don’t know them, they truly are meticulous and thoughtful, careful with every little things they do, every little things they say. They’re pure and sincere, a kind soul with only good intentions, and that’s everything Alex needs. His friends may act surprised, they all knew that deep down, the two souls were tied from the very beginning, and it was only a matter of time until they realized.

After some minutes, the other huffs and finally turns their phone towards the man laying down, showing him their hard work. If it were up to him, a simple sentence or two with would have been enough, he doesn’t really care about people’s opinion and whatsoever, but he knows they do, so he carefully takes the phone and look at the screen. It’s actually pretty simple considering how long it took, a picture of the two of them and a text. He smiles his usual broad smile at them and nods, taking the opportunity to kiss their cheek, despite their halfhearted complain.

#alex albon #alex albon imagine #f1 fluff #f1 x reader #f1 imagine

[noteriii]

not to be a simp but id do anything for more shoto x streamer!reader where they are so obviously into each other and everyone ships them 😔 shoto the things u do to me

i hope i did your request justice, anon! i really enjoyed writing this and feeding the shou simps out there >;3

shxtou x streamer!reader

synopsis: moments you and shoto had on stream and one off

 ゜✧*̣̩☽⋆゜

the “shoot your shot”.

leaning closer to the screen, jaw clenched and eyes focused, you visibly scowl at the sound of his voice laughing. not with you, no. at you. your 2D model seems to glare as you bite your lip in anticipation, skillfully aiming your mouse in the perfect spot. the stream chat flooded with random words of encouragement as you were in a valorant “training” custom game. your opponent? beloved vtuber companion, shxtou. shou, if you wanted to be nice to him. 

“come on, y/n. if you get this headshot i’ll give you a big sloppy kiss.” your friend says, a teasing smile contaminating his tone. your viewers watch as your character’s eyes widen, mimicking your real self. the heart monitor seemed to pick up on your flusteredness as well, but you chose to ignore it. with careful movement, you see his chosen agent, back to you. with quick actions, you take the shot and laugh to yourself, reading the small ‘HEADSHOT’ title come into view. shoto yells in response to his death, shocked to his very core. “there is no fucking way. no way.” he repeats in disbelief. pulling your microphone closer to yourself, you glance into your camera. “come on, shou. where’s my kiss?” you asked him lightly, causing him to laugh. he seems to have gotten closer to his microphone as well, speaking lowly as if right into your ears. “you’ll have to come over to get it, sweetie.” he says effortlessly. 

your chat blows up like never before. 

“DID I HEAR THAT RIGHT??”

“Y/N PLS”

“DO IT DO IT DO IT”

“OSGOHS SHOTO AND Y/NGHEOGUHESOG”

your heart races as you lean back into your chair, letting out an airy laugh. “eww don’t say stuff like that!!” you giggle, covering your face in embarrassment though the camera couldn’t catch the bright blush on your face as you read the chat from the corner of your eye. “no, come on. i promised you the kiss and you deserve it.” he says to you lightly as his character respawns. he walks over to you in game and presses shift, his agent moving up and down excitedly. “okay wait c’mere.” you tell him, moving closer before laughing. “mmmmwwuaahh!” you made a kissy noise as you pressed your character against his. he copies your actions, giving your game agent a multitude of overexaggerated kisses. 

you inwardly wished they were real- and so did shoto. 

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the “besties only”. 

“hey babe.” you say, creating emphasis on the cheesy nickname. “aww goodmorning, darling. how are you?” he instantly banters back as you cringe to yourself. “i’m a lot better now that we’re talking, sweetie.” you reply to him, stifling your giggles as you watch your friends’ models exchange looks of shock. mysta rias is the first to speak. “i’m sorry, did i miss something? why are you guys flirting?” he asks, causing both you and shoto to burst in a small fit of laughter. “can’t i flirt with my super totally real boyfriend?” you ask in between your laughs. iron mouse scoffs at your statement, joining your laughter. “boyfriend? no way you managed to pull someone so easily.” she jokes, laughing as you sit there, in shock, as you try to calm your laughter. “nah, mouse, that was FOUL.” you laugh. shoto speaks up again, “haven’t you guys seen the fan art? the guildies and (whatever you call your viewers) love us together.” he explains. in the midst of the chat messages, you read that he was, indeed correct. “yeah, a little too much.” mysta says, fake gagging to show his disgust. “aww are you jealous it’s not you they’re drawing him with?” you teased into your microphone. everyone laughs and they accept the joke. you and shoto always joke-flirted. this was nothing but you and your friend messing with them and all of your viewers for the content. shxtou and you? nothing but a duo who liked to laugh.

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the “comforting”.

you were wrapped up, sitting with your legs hugged towards your frame comfily. it was getting colder, as winter approached, so you and your 2D model were bundled in a sweater and f/c blanket over your shoulders. you felt at ease and comfortable at your desk, a warm cup of coffee sitting safely to the side. though you felt warm and cozy, your friend was on edge and anxious. as he played a new horror game, you had decided to watch in attempts to keep him company whilst he streamed. on his screen was the game and his character, along with yours sitting right on his shoulder cutely. “what if whatever’s chasing you is over there?” you asked him, half jokingly. the purple haired streamer stopped in his tracks, turning around. “nope. i’m done. y/n i don’t like this game.” he panics, running away from the place you had mentioned. laughing at his reaction, you read through his chat every once in a while. 

“shoto, i was joking. im pretty sure you should just-” your explanation was cut off by a scream, causing you to let out a small yelp in surprise as well. as the monster chased him, you laugh lightly. “y/n help i can’t please i don't know where to go!!” shoto pleads for help as his game character proceeds to run. “i can’t help you? i’m not playing!!” you tell him quickly. “y/n,”your friend whines, “hold my hand at least. this is scary.” he tells you in what you think was a pouty tone. “want me to hold your hand? i can hold your hand, shou. don’t worry.” you tell him comfortingly. though you could not do it at the very moment, his heart warmed hearing the words. his viewers awed at your interaction, accepting the normal flirty banter between you two. that’s all it was, though, for now. 

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the “subtle hints”. 

letting out an over exaggerated sigh, you glanced into the camera, pouting. your 2D model, of course, mirrored your actions to the stream. “guys,” you say to your chat, “shoto is so mean to me.” you claim, a false sadness lacing your voice. “what- what are you even saying?!!” the other person in call says. “look! he doesn’t even know what he did wrong!!” you plea, starting to ‘cry’ to your viewers. “n/n, come on..” shoto says with a defeated sigh. his tone makes you hold back a laugh. “no! you’ve hurt my feelings already. we’re done!” you say dramatically. “chat, you’re not allowed to ship shoto x y/n anymore!” you say as your friend gasps. 

“tHEY WERE ACTUALLY DATING?” 

“NOOOO SHXTOU PLS” 

“y/n yOU CANT SAY THAT” 

“NOOGOERHGOEUGHNOOOOOO” 

you bite back a smile at the flooding chat, glancing at your phone sitting on its stand on your desk. on your screen, a muted facetime call with your friend on the other side, smiling as well. his hair was messy and, from the camera angle, you see the black hoodie and a peek of white sweatpants. he glances over to you, flashing you a smile that causes your heart to burst and a blush crawling onto your face. your flustered expression and his smile doesn’t go unnoticed by your stream, a whole new flood of messages flowing through. but, you didn’t really bother to read them right now. not while shoto mouthed a faint “i love you.” to you through your personal call. no, it was truly just you and him. and though you’d only ever known him through a screen, you smile at him and mouth the words back. 

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the “peppermint”.

you were exhausted, to say the least. after a straight week of back to back streams, you were grateful for your short two day break. though it wasn’t a full, laboring job, it takes a lot to just sit in front of a screen and entertain others for hours on end. more so because they couldn’t actually see you. setting your headset down after a particularly long stream, you lean against your desk- elbows resting on the hard surface as you cradle your head in your hands tiredly. you absolutely adored your job and the friends you’ve made along the way. although, sometimes, you needed a break. with a sigh, you stand from your seat and stretch in an attempt to sooth your tense muscles. while you stretch, there’s a ring from your front door. fixing your hair messily as you move to open the door, you wondered who could be visiting you on a random tuesday afternoon. from the peep hole, you see a mop of dark purple hair you could never mistake. 

opening the door, you let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding as he wrapped his arms around your frame. “what are you doing here?” you ask him, your friend, your duo, and the one who you held so many feelings for. “i heard you were having a bad week so i came over..” he explains, his embrace tightening just a bit. you buried your face into his chest, taking in a whiff of his cologne. “you flew over here just because i’m a little moody today?” you joked, entirely grateful that he was here, right in front of you. he runs his fingers through your hair, kissing the top of your head. “say it already, you missed me.” he says lightly as he awkwardly shuffles you both back into your small apartment, closing the door behind him as he attempts to keep an arm around you. you look up at him, feeling a blush crawling onto your face at this new sense of closeness. “i missed you, shou. thank you for coming over.” you tell him quietly, sincerely. he looks into your eyes and you look into his, getting lost in the dark shades. “can i kiss you?” he asks you quietly, almost afraid to ask. the moment you nod, his lips are on yours gently. they were soft and you could taste a hint of peppermint before he pulls away, cupping your face with both of his hands. he smiles at you, causing your heart to beat faster than it ever has before. “fuck, y/n.” he mumbles, “i love you so much.” he tells you before kissing your face all over, holding back his laughs as he does so. you giggle at the affection, smiling at him. 

“i love you too, stupid.” 

#shxtou #shoto x you #shoto x reader #shxtou x reader #shoto x yn #shxtou x yn #vtuber #vtuber x reader #shxtou fluff #shxtou x you #noteriii

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello! I was wondering (totally okay if not) if I could request a quackity x reader where there playing minwcraft or smth with a few other people and its just like moments of them annoying eachother (as a way of love if that makes sense)

Thank you 💜💜

AH YES OF COURSEEE!! ; did my best w this one, had to quote a lot of vines for this bc I'm not naturally funny and it made sense in a way

QUACKITY ; vinecraft

summary ; annoying each other while playing minecraft with some friends

warnings ; language

genre ; fluff

word count ; 711

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You and Alex were playing on a Minecraft survival world with Bad and Niki. It wasn't a role-play SMP or anything, just a simple survival world with the Better Minecraft mod.

"Hurricane Katrina? More like Hurricane Tortilla!"

y/u/n was shot by a skeleton

"Y/n did you just willingly give yourself up to those skeletons?" Quackity laughs

"in my defense, they all have chainmail and gold armour, and I have an unbreaking one iron sword and a dream"

"Language! Stop talking about that!" Bad yells

"Yeah, stop talking about pussies, Quackity!"

"Y/n!" Bad and Quackity both exclaim in different tones while Niki laughs

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FORRRR?" Quackity yells, referring to the Vine as he almost breaks his voice a bit

"I'm waiting for those creepers to kill you," you answer, clicking your mouse to swing your hand as to point behind his character

"OH MY GOD NO-"

quackity was exploded by a creeper

"MY SHIT! Y/N, NIKI, GET IT PLEASE, I HAD AN AWESOME DIAMOND HELMET"

"It's Wednesday my dudes-"

"Shut the fuck up I'm fighting a warden, I can't do this right now, Alex!"

"I wanted to be a cowboyyyy baybyyyy" quackity speaks with a shit southern accent

"please stop fucking quoting that" you snicker, "I'm on the edge of this fuckin thing, if I fall I'll die and lose the teleporting thing and your shit"

"No off topic questions. because I don't want to. no. no. you've been stopped"

"PLEASE, I JUST WANNA MAKE THE PENIS, STOP DESTROYING IT Y/N/N"

quackity keeps trying to shoot you off the ledge of the mountain where you were trying to build the base on the side of

"I said whoever keeps shooting me, your moms a hoe!"

"language!"

"you're a hoe, motherfucker!"

"quackity, watch out!"

quackity was exploded by a creeper

"AGAIN!?"

yknow that vine of that kid playing simple piano notes and the other kid getting down to it? that's like the halftime show of the stream

quackitys playing guitar and you're busting it down in game next to niki who can't stop laughing, and bad is totally silent because of all the foul language

I mean the song slapped

then quackity got absolutely sniped by a skeleton while he was on two hearts

"What the fuck is up Kyle? no, what did you say? what the fuck, dude? step the fuck up kyle!"

quackity gets all up close with the mic to literally inhale it, "y/n i love you but my names not Kyle"

"WHATRE THOSE???"

"They are my crocs."

"Actually why do you own crocs? red flag, we're breaking up and I'm dating niki now"

"You move on quickly" quackity mumbles and rolls his eyes

nicki smiles before speaking, "because I'm better than you, quackity"

"Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does"

"Y/n you've spent 85% of this stream quoting Vines"

"Yeah I know, it's because I hate you"

"Wait what?"

when quackity brings up how he lived in the southern hemisphere and talks about living in Mexico, he pauses to breathe and you take the opportunity while you have it

"country boy I love youuuuuuuu. ah"

"WHAT THE FUCK?"

"BAHAHHAH"

"I can't be here anymore"

we've all seen the "Hey ron" "Hey billy" meme I think

you'll break into the base through the ceiling to get back in because you're working on a tunnel trailing through the inside of the cliff up to the top as the entrance

"Hey quackity" you say as you land next to quackity trying to sort through chests

"Hey y/n"

you scream as quackity sits down with some pizza in the middle of stream

he screams, "stop, you almost made me drop my pizza!"

yk that meme w the kid w the broomstick doing some anime pose battle shit? here's that one

you'll be swinging your sword around and spamming emotes "don't fuck with me! I have the power of God and anime on my side! AHHHH"

"who gave you the right to speak? You're on trial for breaking Bad's space bar!" Quackity exclaims

"I got it working again!!"

"let's do the fork in the garbage disposal!"

cue spamming emotes and lagging your games til they crash 💀💀💀

"love yourself! accept yourself!"

you became a positivity priest while quackity became a drug dealer

really splitting this world into two sides now LMFAO

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #quackity x reader #alex quackity x reader #quackityhq x reader #quackity oneshot #gn reader #gender neutral reader #they/them reader

[onceuponaoneshotfanfic]

Playing Pretend (Part 4)

A afternoon of polo brings out some people's competitive side.

Roy Kent x Reader

2.9k words

Warnings: Language, mentions of champagne, me not knowing a damn thing about polo, tension & pining & being oblivious

A/N: Oops, finished this faster than I expected, hope no one minds too much! 😘

Series Masterlist

The disgust on Roy’s face was nothing short of comical.

“Polo? They’re playing fucking polo? Fucking rich people.”

You smiled and shook your head at him. “You don’t have to play, Roy. It’s usually just Jim’s cousins and some uncles. The rest of us just sit around and drink champagne and eat sandwiches and cookies. Absolute Downton Abbey shit. Jim’s family always play at big events. It’s actually kind of fun.” You poked Roy in the stomach playfully. “Especially because Jim sucks at riding. There’s a good chance we see him fall of his horse.”

“Fuck it. I’m in.”

The two of you were sitting on the bed in your room, still clad in pyjamas, chatting about what the day would involve as early morning sunshine streamed in through the window. People would be arriving for the rehearsal dinner throughout the day, but most of Jim’s family would arrive in the morning for their polo game. Then would be the rehearsal, out in the garden where the ceremony would be held, followed by dinner in what Jim’s mum called “the big dining room”- actually a small ballroom.

As you talked, sharing a bit about Jim’s family that he’d be seeing that day, Roy felt his body relax more than he’d felt in a long time. Lounging in bed together in pyjamas, whispering in tired voices, exchanging soft laughter. It was the kind of domestic scene he found himself craving every time he saw you. He could almost picture the two of you in his own room, you wearing his old Sunderland hoodie, wrapped up in each other and sharing sleepy kisses before heading downstairs so he could make breakfast.

Instead, you rolled your eyes as you told him about a couple of Jim’s girl cousins. “Just be aware, they’ll be all over you,” you warned. “When I was dating Jim and they found out I was friends with Roy Kent, they begged me to introduce them to you because you’re sooo fit.” Your voice went mocking and high-pitched on those last two words. “I don’t think you being my fake boyfriend will change anything.” You gave him a playful shove. “Sorry, mate. You’ll have to wait until after our fake break-up to hook up with any of them.”

Roy scoffed and shook his head. “Fuck that. I’d never want to hang around anyone who shares fucking Jim’s DNA.” Resisting the urge to lean forward and kiss you, he instead poked you affectionately on the nose. “Besides, I’m not focused on anyone but you this weekend, got that?”

You smiled at Roy, again feeling safe and protected in his presence. “Roy Kent, you are my favorite person in the fucking world, you know that?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Roy smiled, ignoring the warmth in his chest as he dared to push some hair out of your face. “D’you want to shower first, or should I?”

~

Roy’s hand rested on your bare knee as the two of you sat outside with Jen and her husband. People were slowly making their way to where tables and umbrellas had been set up for people to hang out while some of the cousins and uncles played polo.

You turned your head and caught Roy staring at you. “What?” you whispered, wondering if you’d spilled something on the sundress you wore.

He shook his head. “Nothin’.” After a moment, he said, “Did I tell you that you look really fucking pretty today?”

Oh. He was being “boyfriend Roy”. “Roy-friend”, you thought with an internal chuckle. He was probably getting into character because Jim was approaching your table, already red in the face before the match even started.

He raised his eyebrows at Roy. “Not playing, Kent?”

Roy wrinkled his nose. “Why the fuck would I?”

“Just figured the big football star might be up for a challenge,” Jim answered, looking quite pleased with the idea that he would be out there playing, and Roy Kent would be sitting on the sidelines. “But hey, if you don’t think you could handle it…” He trailed off with a haughty shrug.

With a deep sigh, Roy sat up straight. “I don’t feel like violating my fucking contract, Jim. Not supposed to engage in anything that might get me hurt, like riding a fucking horse that doesn’t know me with a bunch of rich pricks. ’m kind of fucking valuable to my team.” His grip on your knee tightened. “So poor old Roy has to sit here with a gorgeous woman all afternoon drinking champagne and letting her feed me little fucking cookies while you’ve got your legs wrapped around a horse, which’ll be the only riding you’ll do all day.” His giant fake smile made you want to laugh. “But please, tell me more about what a wanker I am for not playing your little fucking game.”

Jim mumbled something about needing to go check on his horse before stomping off, leaving your sister and brother-in-law watching Roy with raised eyebrows.

“Seriously,” Paul commented, raising his glass in jest, “one of you is going to throw a punch before the end of this weekend, and I almost feel bad for Jim if it’s you.” Paul had made no secret of his own disdain for Jim, something Roy greatly appreciated.

Jen chimed in, “Maybe just make sure it’s after the actual ceremony. Lauren’ll have a fit if Jim’s got a black eye in the wedding pictures.” She raised her eyebrows at you sympathetically. “Especially if it’s because of you.”

“Maybe she shouldn’t be marrying her sister’s ex-boyfriend then,” you grumbled, low enough that only Roy could hear.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Will it make you feel better to feed me cookies like I said?” he asked, his low voice full of teasing. “It’ll look fucking adorable. Everyone’ll think we’re absolutely insufferable.”

You cracked a smile. “Insufferable sounds fun.” You picked a biscuit off the plate Roy had loaded with sweets before sitting down. “Open up, Kent.”

Roy did as he was told, holding your gaze as he opened his mouth. Your fingers lightly brushed against his lips as he took a bite, sending a jolt of electricity to your heart. Even with all the fake kisses you’d been exchanging, you were still surprised to feel how fucking soft Roy’s lips were. He laughed softly as he finished chomping on the biscuit, leaving a couple little crumbs on his beard that you couldn’t resist wiping away with your thumb. As you pulled back, his hand caught your wrist. Still watching you with an intensity that made your jaw slack ever-so-slightly, he turned his head and pressed a slow, gentle kiss to the palm of your hand.

You were right, Roy thought. Insufferable was fun.

He loved the way you giggled when he kissed your hand. It lit up your entire face, especially your eyes. That was probably his favorite thing about this whole fucking weekend: seeing the joy on your face when he made you laugh, giving you a small distraction from whatever other feelings you were having.

“Hey,” he murmured as the polo players got ready to start. “I know this isn’t the most ideal of circumstances but…” He shrugged. “I’m having a fucking good time with you. Some of the most fun I’ve had in a while.”

“Me, too,” you admitted, noticing the way he still held your hand by his face. “I always have a good time with you, Roy.”

He opened his mouth to tell you that he always had a good time with you too, that maybe the two of you could have a good time together when you got home, maybe at a restaurant, and he could wear a tie and you could wear this dress because it was driving him fucking mad, and he could pay for dinner and maybe give you a real kiss when he walked you home after, when the sound of cheering interrupted the two of you; the game was starting. You could see Roy’s jaw clench and his eyes narrow at Jim.

Huh. You never did find out why Roy hated him so much. You just knew that when you’d started bringing Jim around, Roy got even moodier than usual. You’d asked his sister several times about it, figuring he’d had to have said something to her, but she never quite gave a straight answer: Jim’s too posh for his taste, he looked at Roy funny one time, he mentioned being a casual Arsenal supporter, he ate the last kebab at a party. But none of it made sense; he’d rolled his eyes the very moment you walked into that pub holding Jim’s hand, ready to introduce your new boyfriend to your best friends.

“Roy?”

His mouth curved into a smile at the sound of his name. “Hmm?”

You tilted your head, wondering how to ask. Better just say it. No use being timid with someone as blunt as Roy. “Why did you hate Jim so much? When we were dating, I mean?”

Roy’s eyes flickered to Jen and Paul, who were watching the match and chatting. “Obviously it’s because I was in love with you,” he blurted awkwardly, clearing his throat. “Right?”

You leaned closer, whispering in his ear. “No, I mean, like really. As my friend, not my ‘boyfriend’.” You raised your eyebrows expectantly.

In all the years you’d known Roy Kent, you weren’t sure you’d ever seen him squirm until now. “Dunno,” he murmured, absently stroking your hand with his thumb. “Guess I just… didn’t think he fucking deserved you.” He finally looked you in the eye. “Honestly, no one deserves you. You’re the fucking best.”

Fucking Roy. Every now and then he’d say something like that- very sweet, almost loving things. Things that gave you a glimmer of hope that maybe he might see you as something other than just his sister’s best friend or the little girl he used to play with in the garden when he was a boy. But then you’d remember that that little boy grew up to be Roy Kent. And you’d feel lucky to just be friends with him- even though it sometimes made your heart ache.

“You’re sweet,” you managed, turning your attention to the polo game, pretending like watching your almost-in-laws ride their horses was suddenly interesting. “You’ve always been sweet to me.”

He gave your hand a squeeze and followed your gaze. “You’ve always been easy to be sweet to,” he said simply. After a long pause, he spoke again. “Feed me another cookie?”

You choked back a laugh and held up the plate to him. “Feed me one at the same time. It’ll be the most obnoxious thing in the world.”

A grin spread across his face as he grabbed a sweet, one he knew you liked. “You’re fucking brilliant.”

~

After the polo game (during which Jim fell twice, much to Roy’s delight), most people lingered on the lawn while the players disappeared into the house to shower. Jen and Paul excused themselves to go inside so they could FaceTime your nephew, who was with Paul’s mum.

You and Roy exchanged eyerolls when Lauren jumped into Jim’s arms in a particularly show-offish manner, squealing loud enough to get everyone’s attention, as if he’d won the world championship or something, rather than lost a game against his aging uncles.

“Should have you run out onto the pitch like that after a match sometime and snog me in front of everyone,” Roy mumbled without thinking. He froze and looked at you, his thick eyebrows arched. “If you wanted to, I mean.”

“That actually sounds fun,” you laughed, hoping you sounded casual. “Yeah, if you ever get sick of having gorgeous models run into your arms, I’d be happy to fill in. Getting plenty of practice this weekend.” Trying to prove that kissing Roy Kent was not a big deal, you leaned forward and touched your lips to his quickly.

He knew his face was tinted pink. “I actually think I am sick of the whole model thing,” he admitted. “So maybe I will have to ask you to sub in sometime.” His voice was light, a sharp contrast to the heavy pressure he suddenly felt in his chest.

“Oh.” That was all you could say. Roy was tired of models and actresses and the gorgeous women who hung around him? What the fuck did that mean? Before you could ask Roy more about it, one of your uncles came up to say hello, shaking Roy’s hand with enthusiasm and asking him about the upcoming season. Taking advantage of the opportunity to escape those brown eyes you kept reminding yourself not to get too lost in, you excused yourself to find a free restroom.

While rounding the corner into an empty hall, you found yourself alone, for the first time all weekend, with Jim, still in his polo clothes.

“Hey,” you greeted, offering an awkward wave. “Good job, uh, polo-ing out there. Hope your arse is okay from those falls you took.”

To your surprise, Jim snorted. “Bit surprised you saw anything with your face attached to Roy Kent’s,” he replied sharply.

You shrugged with a shy chuckle. “Hey, like Roy said last night, we’re in that dreadful all-over-each-other phase. Not nearly as much fun to watch as it is to participate, unfortunately for all of you.”

“I’m sure.” He folded his arms, giving you a hard stare. “So, you and Roy.”

“Me and Roy,” you repeated with a firm nod.

Jim sighed, shaking his head. “You know, I always thought the two of you-”

You sneered, knowing exactly what he was about to say. “Oh, save it. Nothing ever happened between us when you and I were together. He was just a friend. I always told you that.”

“Yeah, but all those times you hung out-”

“Sorry, where’d you meet your bride-to-be?” you snapped, eyebrows raised. “Oh, right, the first Christmas I brought you home to meet my family.” You shook your head. “If anyone should be asking that question, it’s me.”

Jim scoffed. “Hey, don’t you dare-”

“Oi.” You whipped around. Roy stood at the end of the hallway, eyebrows furrowed as he observed you carefully. “There a fucking problem here?”

You quickly shook your head, making your way over to him. “Nope. Just telling Jim that we enjoyed the polo match.”

Roy’s arm wrapped around your waist tightly, protectively. “Oh, yeah. Fucking loved it. Do people usually fall off their horse twice? Or does that take special skill that only a seasoned player like yourself can achieve?”

“Oh, fuck off, Kent. Go kick around a football or something,” Jim mumbled as he yanked open one of the doors, slamming it behind him.

Once the hall quieted, Roy pulled you into a proper hold, one hand on each of your hips. “You alright? Fuck was that about?”

You shrugged, letting your body melt into his as your hands rested on his arms- arms you always spent far too much time thinking about. “Just Jim being Jim.”

“And what does that entail?” He smirked. “Besides being a massive twat, of course.”

A snort flew out of your nose. Roy thought it was adorable. “Oh, just once again accusing me and you of fooling around behind his back because he saw us kissing during the polo match.”

Roy rolled his eyes. “He knows you’re not the sister he’s marrying tomorrow, right? I mean, I know the man was a fucking idiot-”

You shook your head, now completely holding back laughter. “When he and I dated, I mean,” you clarified, trying to ignore the fact that Roy Kent was holding you and making you laugh like it was the most natural thing in the world. “He was always accusing you of being interested in me.” You gazed up at Roy through your lashes, unaware of the way it made his heart skip a beat, although he swore you had to feel it with the way your bodies were pressed together. “Silly, innit?”

The words caught in Roy’s throat. No, not silly at all. He was completely right, the fucking wanker. I was in love with you. Still fucking am. Probably always will be. That’s why I hate him- because he had you. Because he knows what it’s like to have you love him back. And that’s the only thing I’ve ever really wanted.

Instead, he gave an awkward little laugh. “Oh. Ha. Fucking idiot.” He swore he saw your face fall for a fraction of a second. “Jim, of course. Not you.” Roy lifted a hand to cradle your face. “Never you,” he promised in that reassuring voice you always believed.

The two of you stood there for a long moment, holding each other, neither quite sure what to say. There was an electricity in the air that you were both too scared to bring attention to, although you could both feel each other’s heart beat just a bit faster. You were both thinking the same thing: What if I’m wrong? What if I’m imagining it? What if I’m the biggest idiot in the world?

But fuck, what if I’m right?

Before either of you could decide what to do, the chiming of a nearby grandfather clock brought you both back to reality.

“We should go change for the rehearsal dinner,” you whispered, realizing you’d been holding your breath.

Roy nodded. “Yeah. We should.” Reluctantly, he let go of you, ready to head back to your room, suddenly too shy to grab your hand.

To his surprise and absolute delight, you reached out and grabbed it yourself.

#roy kent playing pretend #he's here he's there he's every fucking where #roy kent #roy kent x reader #roy kent fanfic #roy kent fic #roy kent fanfiction #roy kent fluff #roy kent imagine #ted lasso #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction

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no time to die ⟶ finnick odair & oc [part 4]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 |

A/N: this is for my pookie ookie bear rese <;3 happy birthday bbg

WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of death, mentions of torture, mentions of sex trafficking, weapons, trauma, smoking, pretty much all hunger games shit :)

SUMMARY: rhys marley was the youngest victor of hunger games, winning at the age of 12. 9 years later, she's competing in the third quarter quell against all of the other tributes.

GENRE: angst, dystopian, fluff, slow burn, friends to enemies to lovers

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

oc - original character(s)

EDITED BUT THERE COULD STILL BE MISTAKES THAT I MISSED :0 LINKS OF OUTFITS AND HAIR ARE INCLUDED IF YOU'RE INTERESTED :)

lower case intended

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"GOOD thing we're allies, right?"

zephyr immediately steps forward as she's drenched in water, ready to lunge at finnick but rhys puts her arm out in front of zephyr, stopping her. "i don't remember you ever insinuating that we were allies," rhys states, staring at the soaked man in front of her.

"i thought it was obvious, marley." finnick states, his voice husk and hoarse as he's out of breath. zephyr looks at rhys, and then back at finnick. rhys squints her eyes at him, "duck." finnick immediately ducks and rhys swings her kusarigama forward, striking the guy who was sneaking up behind finnick, slicing his throat in one swift motion before ripping her kusarigama back towards her and catching it in her hands.

"and i thought that it was obvious not to turn your back in the arena. if we're going to be allies, then watch your back. i'm not babysitting you the whole fucking time, odair." rhys states dryly as she wipes her face, the blood smearing on her cheek. finnick watches her, his jaw slightly dropping as he stands up again, starting to be more aware of his surroundings.

rhys turns to zephyr, "where's peeta?" finnick nods at them, "stay here and grab supplies. i'll go look for him." finnick jogs around the side, finding peeta struggling in the water, "over here! he's in the water."

zephyr and rhys run to the other side, seeing peeta fighting with a man in the water, before slowly submerging underneath. zephyr's eyes widen, as she braces herself, grabbing her bow and arrow and aiming at the guy. finnick jumps into the water with no hesitation, going to help peeta. rhys prepares her kusarigama, waiting. suddenly, peeta's head pops up and he swims to shore.

as he climbs out of the water, zephyr helps him up, brushing his wet hair out of his face, "you okay?" she asks softly, looking at him. rhys nods at finnick, "let's go." she states to the rest of the group, running forward to get away from the cornucopia. they run into the jungle, making sure they're far away from other tributes. as they get farther away, peeta leads them, slashing away plants that's in their way.

finnick looks up, his eyes widening as zephyr realizes there's a forcefield right in front of them, "peeta, no!" she screams, but it's too late. peeta flies back, landing on his back. they all immediately run over to him, zephyr falling to her knees as she brushes his hair out of his face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"he.. he's not breathing! help him, please, he isnt breathing." zephyr sobs, her tears falling on peeta's face. finnick shoves her off of him, zephyr instantly reaching for her knife in her pocket, ready to lunge at finnick. rhys grabs her waist, "it's okay." rhys whispers, nodding her head at finnick who is starting to give peeta cpr. zephyr crawls towards peeta, dropping her knife to the ground and running her hands through his hair.

"please, wake up. please.. peeta please wake up don't leave me here. you're all i have, please." zephyr sobs uncontrollably, shaking as she continues to run her fingers through his hair. finnick keeps doing cpr, mumbling words under his breath, "cmon. cmon peeta." peeta sharply inhales, his eyes still closed as he takes a large breath.

"b-be careful. there's a forcefield up there." he whispers as he keeps his eyes closed. zephyr lets out a breath, a small giggle leaving her throat as she instantly leans down, wrapping her arms around him, "i thought you left me." she whispers into his neck. peeta lets out another sharp exhale, trying to regain his breathing, "it's okay. i'm here." zephyr helps him stand up. she immediately wraps his arms around him again, shaking in fear.

when she lets go of him, she slaps his shoulder, "you, idiot! you need to be careful." she says with a small smile, still hitting his shoulder. "ow." he winces, rubbing the area where she hit him, pouting at her. zephyr embraces him again, "god, you're so stupid." finnick watches them before glancing at rhys who is staring at them with a smile on her face. finnick's eyes soften, not seeing rhys smile like that in a long time. it warms his heart.

"okay, you two. come on. we need to find a base." rhys says, ushering the two of them forward. after a few minutes of walking, zephyr and rhys lead while finnick and peeta follow behind a foot or two. peeta stares at zephyr, his eyes soft and a small smile on his lips. finnick stops watching rhys and looks at peeta, "you love her, don't you?" he ask softly.

peeta turns to look at finnick who's watching the pair in front of them, mostly rhys. he nods, "she's everything to me. look at her. i'd die for her. i'd kill for her." peeta states softly, watching zephyr smile at rhys as they talk. he turns back to finnick who's watching rhys up ahead. "i have a feeling you feel this way, too." peeta states as he makes eye contact with finnick before looking at rhys and then back at him. peeta smiles softly before jogging forward to catch up with rhys and zephyr.

rhys turns around and looks at finnick, "you coming, playboy?" finnick looks at her with furrowed eyebrows as peeta's words sink in. he nods at her, jogging forward to catch up with them. they find a base and sit down, out of breath and dehydrated. they hear the buzzing of a gift and look up as it lands in a tree. finnick reaches up to grab it, handing it to zephyr. zephyr opens it and reads the note attached, "drink up. -H" zephyr smiles, "haymitch sent us a spile." she runs up to a tree, tapping it in and stares in awh as she watches fresh water pour out. they all get drinks before they sit down, catching their breaths.

rhys lets out a yawn, getting comfy. "okay," finnick starts, sitting up against a tree, "i'll take first watch." everyone nods, getting comfortable while zephyr still stays up, watching rhys and peeta slowly fall asleep, peeta laying next to her. she softly plays with his hair. after a bit, finnick notices zephyr still awake. he looks at her confused.

"why aren't you asleep? still don't trust me?" he asks, glancing at zephyr. zephyr removes her eyes from peeta and looks at finnick, "no, i don't." finnick adjusts himself so he's facing zephyr now, "all i have been doing is protecting you, peeta, and rhys." zephyr lets out a scoff as she looks at him, "you call this protecting? you call leaving rhys alone for years to drown in her trauma and fear protecting?" finnicks eyes widen, his lips turning into a soft frown.

"i don't trust you, finnick. not one bit. and i have perfect reasons as to why i don't. you're lucky i haven't killed you. if it werent for rhys, you wouldn't be here." she states distastefully, looking away from him. finnick sits in silence as he checks around them, "okay.." he says softly, "well.. if, uhm, if you're not going to sleep, then i will." zephyr nods her head, ignoring him as he lays down and gets comfortable. zephyr lays there, watching around them as she listens to the buzzing of insects above them and peeta's soft snoring beside her.

she hears a hiss, turning around and seeing fog pour down the hilltop beside them. she gently stands up, walking towards it. she reaches out and instantly screams in pain. she turns around, shaking peeta to wake him up. "we need to go, the fog.. it's.. it's poison." she gasps out, waking everyone up as they try to run away but the fog starts to move towards them faster. rhys hops up and runs forward, her foot getting stuck in an uprooted tree, her ankle twisting and spraining it.

"agh!" she yelps in pain, falling. zephyr and finnick stop, turning towards her. "rhys!" she yells, running back for her. finnick runs to rhys, "don't save me!" rhys yells in pain, "go protect peeta and zeph."

finnick ignores her and swoops her up and throwing her on his back, "you're not getting left behind." he runs forward, grabbing zephyrs hand and dragging her so they can get away faster. the fog emits and hits finnick and rhys, rhy's back and legs starting to burn. finnick lets out a painful scream as he tries to keep running. peeta's ankle rolls slightly, the fog hitting the side of his face and zephyr running back to grab his hand, pulling him as her right side starts to burn.

they finally make it to a safe spot, the fog disintegrating in front of them. they fall to the ground in pain as they struggle to regain their breaths. peeta lays there with his eyes closed while finnick lays in a ball in pain. zephyr crawls towards the water next to them, splashing some on her hands and face while groaning, "t-the water helps." she yells out, her voice hoarse. she gently grabs peeta's hand, trying to pull him forward. "it's okay. i can crawl. go get rhys." peeta says in a hushed and pained whisper, trying his best to crawl to the water.

zephyr climbs over to rhys, gently pulling her into the water, hearing her cry in pain before finally feeling better, zephyr rubbing the poison off of her. when rhys stops crying in pain she nods her head towards peeta who's struggling to get into the water. "i'm okay. go help peeta." rhys whispers to zephyr, climbing out to reach for finnicks hand.

"finnick, i can't drag you over here, my ankles sprained." she states, her voice strained. finnick lazily tries his best to crawl over to her. rhys' hand immediately grips finnicks as she tries to pull him into the water. he lets out a gargled yell as the water gets in his mouth. rhys rubs the poison off of his face, "it's not that bad, you big baby." rhys says hoarsely, trying to not smile at finnicks over exaggerated groans. they rub away the poison on their skin and sit there, out of breath.

"rhys.." finnick whispers, his eyes wide as he looks at something behind rhys. "what?" she asks, turning her head to see monkeys starting to line up on the tree branches, watching them hungrily. "zeph.." rhys whispers quickly, slowly grabbing her kusarigama. zeph lifts her head up and reaches for her knife in her pocket, watching them.

"peeta." zephyr states, not removing her eyes from the monkeys. "yeah?" he calls back, standing against a tree. "come here. slowly." zephyr says quietly. peeta lifts his head up and is met face to face with a monkey that growls at him, causing him to jump back. the monkeys start attacking them. rhys swings her kusarigama forward, slicing the monkeys chest before yanking back and turning to her right, doing the same thing. finnick stabs a couple monkeys with his trident. zephyr uses her knife, slicing a few monkeys throats as they jump at her before rolling on her back and landing on her feet out of the water, fighting with the monkeys.

as the group runs and fights, a monkey lunges at peeta, pushing him to the ground. a tribute that was hiding runs out, screaming and trying to help peeta before the monkey bites her throat. rhys swings her kusarigama forward, striking the monkey in the back and yanking hard. peeta carries the hurt tribute out with them as they make it to shore, finnick standing there towards the monkeys and holding out his trident. the monkeys end up walking away as peeta and zephyr are with the tribute in the water. peeta tells her to look up at the sky, trying to calm the her down.

as she takes her last breath, peeta looks up at zephyr with a frown. zephyr sighs, running a hand through her hair. they leave her body there in the water and walk back to shore beside rhys and finnick. they sit down, out of breath. rhys sits there, staring at the water as finnick repeatedly glances at her. as peeta and zephyr start walking back, he watches them. "they hate each other." he whispers to zephyr. she shakes her head, "no they don't. not really. they've been through a lot." peeta looks at zephyr before they continue to walk towards each other.

"are you okay?" finnick asks rhys, looking at her as tears brim her eyes. "im fine." rhys mutters, still staring straight ahead as she blinks away the tears. "you.. you don't look fine." he whispers to her, watching her with soft eyes. "then stop looking." rhys responds dryly, standing up and walking towards zephyr and peeta, leaving finnick alone with his thoughts.

rhys limps over to the two, almost falling. "hey. stop." zephyr says quickly, catching rhys. "sit down." zephyr orders, helping rhys sit on the sand. she observe her ankle, seeing it black and blue from being sprained. "okay. you sit here. i'll go look for stuff to make you a brace, okay?" zephyr says before turning to peeta, "stay with her?" peeta nods, sitting beside rhys. zephyr starts to go scavenge for supplies but finnick follows her, scaring zephyr. he holds his hands up in defense, "i'm not going to do anything, zephyr. i just don't think it's smart for you to go alone." zephyr looks at him and nods, starting to look for supplies. as they make it far into the jungle, peeta sits in silence beside rhys.

rhys stares at the water, "you love her." she whispers. peeta looks at her, nodding. "i do." he says back softly. rhys smiles, turning to look at him, "and she loves you. whatever you do. if something happens to me, please take care of her. promise me. she is the only thing i care about in this whole world." peeta nods at rhys, a small smile on his lips, "i promise." rhys looks away from him, "thank you, bread boy." peeta looks at her confused with a small laugh, "bread boy?" rhys nods, laughing softly.

on finnick and zephyrs end, zephyrs grabbing leaves and bamboo sticks. "we should have some thing rope that rhys got us at the cornucopia at the start of the games." finnick nods, watching out and looking around. zephyr stands up, her heart dropping as she hears peeta and rhys screaming. "rhys? peeta?" she runs, the supplies still in her hands as she hears them screaming. finnick runs after her, finally catching up. he looks at her softly, "zephyr. you okay?" he suddenly hears annie and rhys screaming. he runs after the voice, "finnick, no! it's not real. theyre just jabber jays!" he stops, "how do you think they got that voice? jabber jays copy."

suddenly hundreds of jabber jays swarm them. finnick and zephyr grab the supplies, trying to find their way back to rhys and peeta. they stop, the screams of their loved ones becoming to much for them, zephyr falls to her knees, crying. she looks up, rhys and peeta on the other side of the forcefield, their voices muffled as they try to calm them down. a few minutes later, the forcefield disappears and peeta takes zephyr in his arms.

rhys limps towards finnick, an emotionless look on his face as he stares at the ground. "finnick." she whispers but he waves a hand at her, tears brimming his eyes. after they all calm down, they make their way back to shore, making the makeshift brace for rhys. rhys looks up, her eyes widening.

"someones coming."

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Can I order a Luca Kaneshiro nsfw with the prompt

Person B playing an online multiplayer game with their friends. Person A arrives and tries to have sex with Person B while telling them to continue playing. Person B now has to keep quiet or else their friends will hear them doing the frickle frack.

(Why is frickle frackle so funny to me, what am I 5??)

Luca Kaneshiro x Top!Male!Reader [Lime]

Warning; blowjob.

Masterlist.

Nijisanji EN/Luxiem

Luca was in a Discord call with the rest of Luxiem, they had been planning on testing a game they wanted to stream together for a collab, so they decided to test it and see how it goes before asking staff-san permission.

They had already played a match, and the game seemed pretty interesting, and currently, Luca was just chilling, he didn't need to move his characters at all, so he was just enjoying the chaos in the call, laughing at Vox getting angry, usual Luca behavior. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw (M/n), his roommate, and boyfriend walk into his office.

Showing him a bright smile, Luca greeted him, "Hi, (M/n)," he spoke, and everyone in Luxiem stopped for a moment what they were yelling about to greet (M/n) back.

Even if Luca was wearing headphones, (M/n) heard them clearly, and chuckling, he answered loud enough for them to hear, "Hello, guys, seems like you're having fun."

Faintly, (M/n) heard Vox's loud screaming as he complained that in fact, no, he wasn't having fun at the moment, followed by everyone's boisterous laughter, including Luca's.

After a few minutes and realizing (M/n) wasn't leaving, Luca thought the male was there to watch him play, but he had other plans in mind. Another idea of fun.

Taking advantage of the fact that Luca's character was still immovable, (M/n) pulled the blond's chair back, just far enough away from the desk to be able to crawl under it. Luca was only able to observe him with curiosity.

"(M/n)? What are you doing...?" He trailed on, luckily, no one seemed to hear him. (M/n) pulled the chair back closer to the desk, "You're gonna get hurt there!" Showing Luca a smirk, (M/n) reached his hands to his crotch, stroking his soft cock over his clothes.

Luca flinched at that and he opened his mouth to tell (M/n) something, but the (h/c)-haired male placed his finger against his lips, signaling him to stay silent, "They're gonna hear you if you don't keep quiet, baby~ just relax and enjoy my mouth~" letting out a choked gasp, Luca freaked out and let go of his mouse, pressing his hand against his mouth.

(M/n) hummed at the blond's reaction, enjoying the way his body started squirming on the chair, his thighs closing around his head every few seconds. Having trouble keeping his eyes open, Luca moved his hand away from his keyboard and tangled his fingers on (M/n)'s hair, pushing it to see his face.

"Stop... I-I can't..." He mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper, (M/n) began slowly pulling back, making sure his tongue stroked every inch on the underside of Luca's cock, paying most attention to the pulsing vein right before his tip, "Fuck~!" He let out a high-pitched whine, and that did get Mysta's attention.

"Yoo~! Dude, what the fuck was that?!" Luca started freaking out, but before he could answer him, (M/n) wrapped his lips around his sensitive tip and began swirling his tongue around his let, his pre-cum being licked by it before he swallowed it.

"Th-there... was a s-spider on m-my desk," he said with a shaky voice. Even if the rest of Luxiem were kinda reluctant in believing Luca's words, they were also aware of his loud reaction to bugs, so they let it pass. For now.

While everyone went back to focusing on the game, (M/n) kept his eyes locked on Luca's expression, his hands resting on his trembling thighs. Poor, poor Luca~

He was having had a hard time keeping his noises down, usually, he's so loud and whiny when he and (M/n) have sex, but having to keep his hand pressed against his mouth was proving to be a more difficult task than anticipated.

He could always mute on Discord and be as loud as he wants, but that would be kinda sus, so he had to endure it for now.

For as long as (M/n) decided he wanted to suck him off. And that was gonna take a while, (M/n) loves edging and overstimulating him until he's practically crying and screaming how much he wants to cum, however, this situation was quite different than usual, but somehow, the thought of getting caught by his genmates and friends... was turning him on more than it should've.

(I had no idea how to end this, and it sucks)

#nijisanji en #luxiem x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #nijien luxiem #luxiem luca #luxiem #nijien x reader #male reader #reader insert #x reader #one shot #lime #.mackjlee9 writes

[multiverse-imagines]

A/N: Important!! There are some Important things to note about this version of the AU

Knives is a famous streamer in this au, known as Imperium. Known for "dedicating his life to becoming a benevolent philanthropist version of Millions Knives," he has deceived the gaming and streaming world into believing he's totally not Millions Knives.

Continuity: Vash and Wolfwood are from the anime. Knives and Legato are from the manga. Rem also is alive and well in this au and was brought to earth after the ships crashed on Gunsmoke! But she lives in a different country.

Relationship dynamic: vvvv

Laser tag

Reverse Isekai AU

Your ever growing Trigun group stopped at the small warehouse that had set up shop as a Laser Tag facility. Vash, Wolfwood, Knives, Legato, and you had nearly two hours to run as many rounds as you pleased. You stood back as they stood deciding teams after hearing the rules from one of the employees. 

"I love your content, by the way, Imperium! It's cool to see you have friends who cosplay Trigun with you!" The employee bobbed excitedly. 

"Yeah, we had to tone it down to casual clothes, but we always have a blast! We're gonna probably take the character play to the max today, so I need you to know everything will be okay, we're just really good actors." Knives warned the employee. They nodded, and left the room.

"What should the teams be like?" Wolfwood asked. 

"I think it should be just like old times. Me 'n Legato against you two." He pointed towards Vash and Wolfwood. 

"Sounds good to me." Wolfwood and Vash nodded, readying their guns.

"Oh, what about me? Which team should I be on?" You piped up. You worried what kind of handicap you were going to give whatever team you would be on. Maybe they should have invited Rem as an additional supervisor…

"Oh, I know exactly what you're gonna be, Pet." Knives said, wandering his way behind you, and wrapping his arm around your shoulders, "you're the hostage." His voice lowered, causing you to blush. Legato had retrieved a third team vest. He handed it to you, and you put it on.

"Here's the rules. Much like capture the Flag, the two of you have to take My Darling Pet from Us. If a shot hits their vest in a lethal spot, they're pronounced dead, and the team who shot them loses. If you two capture them, you have to take them back to your base in order to win. We win by taking the two of you out, and keeping them." Knives explained as Vash and Wolfwood seemed to tense up. 

"And if we win?"

"I'll pay for a week trip for the three of you to a destination of your choice. If Legato and I win, we get to take Our Pet on a trip with us. Wait, why do I lose money either way? Whatever, Not the point! Are we agreed on the rules?"

"Yes!" The other four agreed in unison.

"A-also remember this is just a game, okay?" You tried to remind them not to use their weapons or powers.

Legato, Knives and you went off to the left side of the warehouse, Vash and Nicholas off to the right. There were two second floor stands on opposite sides that were considered the bases.

There were various paths that led up to these bases, some by ramps, ladders and stairs. The center was all one flat open space in the form of a ring. In between, there were various walkways and small platforms that were elevated. A person could also run under these, making the whole floor available.

Littering the field were various shields, barrels, and items that could be used to advantage. There were also "med packs" that could be plugged in, and remove a point off of a non lethal hit.

"So, do I play it up, and play the hostage as they try to rescue me? Or do I just kinda chill." You asked as they walked.

"I kind of intended it to be one giant roleplay. There's no doubt in my mind you've imagined me kidnapping you, wanting my brother to save you, right?" Knives bent down to eye level with you.

A mad blush spread across your face, and you nodded bashfully, "So I want you to scream your little heart out. Beg for The Preacher and my brother to save you. Throw in a couple tears. Struggle against Legato and I. It'll be hot." He stood once more, and held his arm across your ribs, "I'll also heal you on any injuries you get, not that I think there'll be any." He said being mindful of your previously fractured rib. Before you could answer, and buzzer sounded, letting them know to begin.

"Vaaaaaaaash!!!!! Wolfy!!!!!! HEEEEEELP!!!!" You let out a blood curdling scream like you'd never let out before as Legato immediately dashed off to head off the opponents.

"Wish you'd scream like that for me sometime." Knives winced at the abrupt noise. 

"Try being the hero sometime, Stabby." You giggled before letting out another scream as Knives carried you to a tall point on the edge of the center ring to scope out what the others were up to.

Legato was taking on Vash, who was hiding behind a barrel. Wolfwood was off to the side, looking for Knives, using the quarrel between Legato and Vash as a distraction. 

"Well, Darling, let them know you're here." Knives whispered into her ear as he picked her up again.

"Nicholas!! Help!" You Screeched, and struggled against Knives' hold on you. Knives carried you to a section that had a maze. He didn't have much time to stay put as Wolfwood continued his pursuit.

You screamed for Wolfwood, only struggling against Knives' when he was in view. On a second floor walkway, Knives turned to shoot at Wolfwood, hitting a non-lethal spot. His arm slumped in faux injury, playing up the hit. 

"Give back My Deity, you fiend!" He joined the banter as he took another shot at Knives. He missed, but they were still at a standoff. 

"Do you trust me?" He whispered to you.

"I do, Knives." You nodded.

"Okay, play along. Legato will catch you." He kissed the side of your head before straightening up, and tightening his grip, "You really care about this little wretch?" He yelled louder than the music playing overhead, glancing at Legato, who nodded upon eye contact,

"This bitch is more trouble than they're worth. I'll just get rid of them." He lifted you, and threw you off of the railing, genuinely scared, you screamed, soon feeling a pull of you clothes as Legato used his threads to pull you to him, holding you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

During this confusion, Knives took a shot at Wolfwood, hitting the lethal spot. He slumped against the rail, unmoving.

"I'll take care of them, Master! I'll leave Vash The Stampede to you!" He said running off away from the ring.

"Mayfly!" Vash yelled in his protest after Legato as you dramatically held her hand out to Vash calling for him. The other hand pressed play punches on Legato's back.

"Vash! Save me!!!" You screamed. As Vash pursued, he was cut off by Knives jumping from the balcony into the floor in front of him.

"Not so fast, Dear Brother. You'll have to go through me first." He smirked. Vash jumped back, aiming the gun at Knives and watching his moves before firing, hitting a non-lethal spot. Vash winced at shooting his brother. It was bringing bad memories from when he shot His brother back in his world.

"You can't defeat me with non-lethal shots here, Vash. You'll never save your little Mayfly if you don't shoot to kill Legato and I. This isn't your fluffy little anime, Vash." Vash cut him off with a shot, one that Knives knew his brother could do better. Knives rolled to the side, giving a warning shot to Vash, but Vash didn't move. Knives squinted, reading Vash's moves. Vash charged towards Knives, his eyes hidden behind his messy hair. Knives cackled as he dodged around, shooting Vash's shoulder plate, a ping noting he'd been shot,

"Welcome to the Manga, Bitch." Knives jumped up, giving himself a spin as he shot Vash's chest plate. A buzzer sounded signifying the game was over. Knives and Legato had won by a landslide. Like a flipped switch, the scowl on his face turned to worry and concern.

"Hey, you okay? You froze up at the end. I was trying to bring you out of it without breaking character, but it didn't seem to be working so I ended this round." Knives crouched to Vash, placing a hand on his shoulder. Vash was breathing heavily, and didn't answer at first.

"I-I guess I wasn't as ready for this as I thought. Did you have to throw them off of the balcony?" Vash's eyes were watery. 

"Vash? Vash!" You ran up to them. Upon seeing Vash's tears, you threw yourself at him in a hug. 

"Are you okay, Angel? I'm sorry if that was too much!"

"Mayfly" He hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry I couldn't save you." 

"No, no, there was no real threat. I'm okay. I'm safe. You're safe, Wolfy's safe." You held the back of his head. The two of you sat like that for a bit, before taking Vash out of the battlefield. In the lobby, Nicholas held his hand as they had a break for snacks.

"Well, we still have another hour. Want to go another round? Plants vs humans?" He asked.

"Sure, that'll be a little less heavy." Nicholas nodded. 

"I think I'm gonna sit this one out, guys. My head still hurts." You sighed. You, admittedly, were still shaken from being thrown off of the balcony, and screaming so much. I guess some things don't translate outside the bedroom. You also knew you would never be able to keep up with the sentient shooting machines that were your little harem.

"I can stay here with you, if you want."

"No, I want you to have fun this round. Let loose all of that trauma you've got. Go show 'em who's boss, Angel. I'm totally getting nerf guns when we get home." You chastised.

#my deity #trigun #vash x reader #trigun brain rot #wolfwood x reader #nicholas d wolfwood x reader #knives x reader #legato x reader #so since this is a personal fic formatted for generalized audience cracked me up

[1-800-c0sm1c]

꒰crossteaming pt.2 !꒱

genshin characters as your streamer bf/gf !

character x gn!reader

includes kazuha, venti, itto, thoma, and shenhe!

warnings : none.

a/n : thank you for all the notes on the 1st part , much appreciated <3

KAZUHA - THE GEOGUESSER PRO

of course the wanted criminal knows all about geography. (and poetry of course too, but well get to that later)

doesnt matter where in the world he is plopped down in, kazuha knows exactly where he is, and hes quick about it too.

competes in geoguessr tournaments too and often wins with ease.

hes the type to do google maps speedruns as well, and none of his friends are nearly as good as he is.

if youre ever lost somewhere, just send kazuha a pick of your surroundings on twitter, and hes sure to find your cross streets soon enough!

“you said how i got your address…? dont even worry about that bro.”

youre literally just there to distract kazuha, if im being entirely honest.

oh, hes 1 guess away from a 50 state streak ? not if you can do anything about it. especially if he had a penalty set up for getting answers wrong.

he has called you a pest multiple times, but its out of love <3 i dont genuinely think he could ever get mad at you for real, hes very calm all the time.

he also likes to share poetry! on the days you (lovingly) annoy him he likes to write funky lil haikus about how annoying you are <3 isnt that sweet?

what can i say, hes a funny little jokester, at least on camera. when its just the two of you alone hes a lot more romantic, i promise.

“shall i compare thee to a summers day? no, a summers day is not a bitch.”

VENTI - THE GENSHIN STREAMER

pretend for a second that hes not a character in the game, or even better yet, he voice acts one of the characters. venti never shuts up about how good his team comp is and how he always manages to get the characters he wants. (secretly hes just spending a LOT of money.)

character build reviews but hes actually pretty nice about it! sometimes there will be a build that he cannot physically say anything good about and its entertaining, so chat started sending in builds that were purposely bad just to get reactions out of him LMAO.

adventure rank 60, no doubt about it.

the most annoying co-op player. oh you wanted to be that character? too bad, now hes going to play them and hes got a better build too, guess you should switch <3

SOOO many unfinished quests yet he complains he has nothing to do. (guilty)

“go touch grass? im a genshin player… what is that supposed to mean?”

venti loves telling the story of how you two met in genshin co-op. you on the other hand.. well you wish he would stop talking about it every stream you appear in.

lots of streams together! he wont wish for a character without you, he claims youre his good luck charm. (he loses most of the 50/50s.)

will help you do any quest! as long as he wants to, and its one that he knows how to do. so maybe not ANY quest, but hes trying his best.

he may be annoying with strangers in co-op domains, but any character you want to play you can. no questions asked, hell switch immediately.

he does more damage than you but hell still say that you did all the hard work and hes proud of you <3

ITTO - THE FORTNITE STREAMER

“wow you did so much damage just now, you absolutely carried me! thank you, i love you. :)”

the best part about itto being a fortnite streamer is hes not even good at the game.

he tries his best, really he does. but somehow those cracked 12 year olds have got him beat.

has spent an embarrassing amount of money on the game, but you can tell how much he appreciates every item hes acquired.

plugs his creator code CONSTANTLY. hes gotta make that money hes spent back somehow!

whenever he has a really bad loss he just blames it on stream sniping because he can. yeah i basically turned him into ninja, whoops!

“oh my god bro again? you know what, reported for stream sniping!”

you and itto are truly a dynamic duo. youre actually decent at the game and hes entertaining to watch.

chat loves when you play duos games together, and you both do too! (even though hell take all the credit if you win.)

his favorite item is the chug cannon, mostly because he wants to make sure youre full health and shield at all times <3

has made many sacrifices of his characters life in you honor, even if you still dont end up winning, you appreciate it.

lots of moments from his streams have been clipped and put into funny moments montages and they all go straight to his neverending ego.

“we are the clowns and you all have front row seats to the circus.”

THOMA - THE VARIETY STREAMER

i couldnt see thoma sticking to one main category, i feel like every stream hes doing something new, and hes somehow pretty good at anything he tries out.

his commentary is really what gets people to stick around for his content, he can make anything sound interesting.

think of him as a steamer like rtgame! hes got really fun sims and hitman series, games you dont think could be made funny, but then he does and its overall a really great time.

hes got so many inside jokes from all the games hes played, youve got to be there for every stream otherwise you miss out heavily.

nobody even knew what he looked like for awhile because he didnt have a facecam, but once he started using one his viewers went up by 100k, no joke.

“where is that from? oh, its an inside joke, you probably wouldnt get it.”

thomas viewers are literally so jealous of you. youve pulled the ultimate man right there.

honestly i dont see you appearing on his steams much other than for the occasional mario party game.

i feel like since you never really appear most of his viewers didnt even know you two were dating until those random streams happen. everytime it does twitter goes wild with “THOMA HAS A S/O?” and half the replies are also freaking out while the other half is like “you didnt know?” its a mess every time.

most likely youre in thomas chat instead of in the room, and you tend to instigate chat into spamming emotes a lot and getting it turned to sub only mode. its honestly pretty funny.

one time you walked into his room to ask if he wanted mcdonalds and he was watching paint dry. this had been going on for 4 hours. you didnt ask questions.

“the hoes gonna love this.”

SHENHE - THE CALL OF DUTY PLAYER

i think call of duty lobbies are the only place on earth that can handle shenhe if shes genuinely angry.

shes a toxic gamer for sure, dont get on her bad side.

shes gotten pretty good at the game too, shes one of those people who buys the new game everytime one comes out instead of just playing the same version.

chongyun will make appearances at times, they played mario party together once and it was hilarious. (for the viewers at least, maybe not chongyun though LMAO)

chongyun won and she 1v1ed him in nuketown right afterwards. (hes never won against shenhe again)

“everybody gangsta til chongyun is in the lead.”

chat doesnt understand how you can handle shenhe half the times, but truthfully she just has her own way of expressing her emotions.

for example, she broke one of your controllers playing once, and she drove her ass to best buy at almost midnight to go get you a new one, along with a note saying nothing but “sorry :(“ in the prettiest handwriting youve ever seen.

sometimes you even make her angry on purpose just because its funny, and you know no matter how much it may look like it, she could never get mad at you.

i know i said shenhe was a cod streamer, but imagine also playing apex with her alright? definitely a loba main, and shes literally just as toxic on here as she is on call of duty. 

probably has had 3 xbox accounts banned already.

“no chat i am not saying slurs in general chat, this time at least.”

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓 #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #itto x reader #shenhe x reader #thoma x reader

[seokiloquy]

Shift Pt 2 - Kozume Kenma

Au: Regular (timeskip)

Tags/Warnings: Dual POV, use of a pseudonym (username: ForestFire) instead of (Y/N) in most cases, swearing.

Word Count: 2k

Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4

Pressing your phone into your ear with your shoulder, you riffled through your bag to find your house key. 

"I'll be there. Of course. Our deal still stands through, right?." You said before cursing under your breath as some receipts fell to the floor. You scrambled to pick them up.

"Okay, Forest. I'll let you go. Just remember the date, I'll put it in your calendar."

"That would be great, thank you."

The call ended as you walked through the door.

Throwing everything onto the nearest chair, you rushed to set up your PC and grab dinner before your stream started. Not even a few seconds after getting in and Uvo and Solarii were blowing up your phone with messages.

Ramen would have to do for now.

By the time the water boiled, you were already late. So, you scrambled to get your computer setup.

Immediately, your awaiting chat filled the comments.

"Can't talk right now. We are doing a PvP first-person shooter. Oh, hell."

You looked at the game your friend had sent you to download the other day, finally letting the realisation of what you were playing set in.

"I was way too out of it to realise what we would be playing. This is going to suck for me."

You entered the group chat, waiting for the chime to tell you you were connected to the voice channel. They were already chatting away.

"Hi, I'm here. I'm here!"

"You're late."

A shiver ran down your spine, making you stand straighter. You knew that dull, gentle voice. Years of laying on your university dorm bed, kicking your feet as you watched him stream and spoke in his comments.

"Hi, KenKen."

You froze, lifting your finger off your set voice button and smacked your forehead with an open palm. The remaining sting kept its shape. "I just said that." You look at your camera with a grimace, stomach dropping as your familiar term was caught on stream. "GAH, I'VE NEVER TALKED TO HIM BEFORE."

Your chat went haywire, making you groan and melt into your chair until your knees hit the floor.

"I guess I have to come clean," You sighed, lifting yourself back into a sitting position and saving your —likely now— bruised knees. "I was a regular in Kodzuken's chat while still in uni before I started streaming myself. KenKen was a common thing to call him amongst his followers back then."

There was no audible response from Ken, and while you knew why (you chose to go with touch to speak while waiting for the game because of him) but not hearing his words made you now more nervous.

Solarii, then Uvo, finally noticed your presence.

"Forest!"

Oh, thank goodness.

"Ah, everyone's here. Any issues getting booted up? Any questions?" Uvo followed.

"Too many." You responded.

"Eh, you'll be fine. Teams of two, at random. You won't know who you're with till we are in. The goal is to get the most kills with the least deaths. You will be linked to your teammate for voice chat but won't hear anyone else until the round ends. Any questions?"

"So many."

"Great! Let's get started."

You groaned as your chat laughed at you. 

As your game loaded, you switched your voice chat settings to be voice-activated and took as many bites of warm ramen as possible.

"Ready?"

You choked. "Auggh fuck. Ya ready."

"Okay."

Staring at your chat with distressed eyes, you mouthed the words "save me" only to get more laughter in response.

<Forest has a crush oooooh>

"He's going to kill me."

"That would be rather difficult; we’re on the same team."

You squeaked. "I forgot my mic was on for a second."

"Hmm."

The game loaded up. You pulled your chair closer to your desk by using your elbows, fingers ready on your keyboard.

"First, we head left and up the ramp for higher ground the other teams will be spawning at the other 3 corners of the map," Kodzuken said calmly as the loading screen came to a close.

Your nerves were vibrating.

"Kay." You moved your character.

"Left, Fern, left. Are you dyslexic?"

Fern? Your heart jumped into your throat. But instead of dwelling on the sudden nickname, you tried to respond. "No. I don't know. Maybe? I was never good at reading." You turned your character to follow him around a shipping crate and up a wooden ramp.

At the next level, you and Kodzuken are covered on 3 sides with an open wall that would allow you to shoot down into the field. You scour over the wreckage of shipping crates, wooden boxes and rusted machinery for any movement but find none.

“See anything?” you ask, eyes catching the stacked boxes, perfect for ducking behind.

“Nothing yet.”

You approach the boxes and make your character run into the right angle, jumping when the screen jitters.

“What are you doing?” Ken’s dull voice asks.

“Trying to get higher.”

“Some parts of the map have blocks, you can’t get up there.”

“Well, I’m sure gonna try.”

Pressing hard into your space button, as if it will make your character jump higher, the screen glitches, and you cheer at your glitch being a success. That is, until you realise you’ve taken damage and, instead of being on top of the crate, you’d manage to fall down a level, looking up at Ken's character above you.

“Nice going, Fern.”

“Hey! It almost worked!” Your screen went grey. “Damn it.”

Ken clicked his tongue. “Yep, and now I’m exposed, and you have to wait 30 seconds until you re-spawn.”

You heard Kenma sigh while looking at the ending round statistics. In any other round, he likely would have come in first or second place. You ended up in 3rd. Kenma earned 25 kills and you earned 23 deaths which inevitably balanced you out to come in a central placement. You could feel the dark hole of embarrassment waiting for you to fall into it.

“I'm sorry.”

“Get better or go back to Arcadia’s Inferno.”

You frowned. “Don’t say it as if it’s a bad thing. You play it too!”

“Ya. But better than you.”

You huffed. “You’re gonna regret saying that.” The voice channel reconnected everyone, and you jumped to speak first. “I want another teammate, KenKen is mean!”

Ken grumbled.

Uvo laughed, “Well, you did cost him the win, Forest. And besides, teams are assigned randomly. You have a 1 in 7 chance to be paired with him again.”

X laughed, “No worries, Forest. If we get paired up I’ll take you to victory!”

“Hell ya!” you grinned. “Take that, Ken!”

“X and Tawny came in last.”

“Oh,” you slumped.

“Shut it, Kodzu! I can win! Just stop killing me!”

“Stop being an open target, and I will.”

At the end of the stream, Kenma lifted himself from his chair and made his way to the kitchen. A buzzing was going off incessantly on the counter, and a cat hovering above the source, swiping at it with a clawed paw.

“Ah, stop it.” Kenma lifted the feline off the counter and tossed it to the floor before grabbing his phone with a yawn.

“Hello?”

“Greetings. Sorry for the late call. Does this happen to be Kodzuken?”

“Are you a stalker?”

“No, I work for Dungeon as a part of the Advertising and Events department. I would have called earlier, but you’ve been streaming for 8 hours, and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“I took a lunch break.” Kenma’s brows furrowed.

“And so did I. Anyways, I’m calling to invite you to the ADI 4 launch event on the first Saturday of June before the games release.”

“Ugh,” Kenma groaned. “Why?”

“Um, Well.” There was a shuffling sound on the other side of the phone. “You are a prominent member of the ADI community and have contributed much over the years. We wanted to make the event big and invite people to play the game before the official release to increase hype.”

It was very tempting. Dungeon never released advanced copies. The only people that were able to play before hard were a few in company speedrunners, and families whole signed NDAs just to make sure the game ran well for the average user and didn’t glitch too much, but just enough so that speedrunners could enjoy breaking the game a bit. Playing the game before it's released would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, he would likely have to stream on dungeons accounts, which, while would bring his fans to them, would mean he wouldn’t be able to get his first genuine reaction on his own channel, free of spoilers.

“Hmmm, I don’t know.” I don’t want any spoilers, and streaming my first playthrough on my channel is really important to me.

The woman on the other side of the phone sighed. “That is totally understandable, and we’ve accounted for that. We will be live-streaming the event and direct viewers automatically to your accounts when it comes to your times to play. You won’t lose any viewers or income; donations will be closed until the stream switches to your accounts. And you will get an advanced copy of the game to play there and take home so you can continue the playthrough in your own time without losing progress.”

Very tempting, Kenma’s heart raced with excitement. “You said accounts?”

“Ah yes, there will be a few other streamers there. You’d each get 30 to 45 minutes of streaming time if you want to stream. You don’t have to. You can just attend the event and get a game copy.”

“Who else is going?”

“Only a few.” Kenma poured a glass of water and sat on the counter, crossing his legs as he listened. “Um, Turret, Hux, and Kenji. But they’re choosing not to stream. And ForestFire.”

Kenma glared. “Okay. I’ll be there.”

“Excellent, I’ll put your name on the guest list and send you an email with all the details.”

He hung up without saying goodbye, and at the sound of his phone hitting the counter Cat, the cat, jumped back onto the counter to paw at it.

It wasn’t surprising that Forest was invited. Not surprising at all. Kenma groaned. Somehow, despite having created content for longer than them and talked about Arcadia’s Inferno longer than them, Kenma had somehow become second in line behind them. Kenma groaned, picking up Cat, and carrying him to the couch where he could cuddle with the furry animal comfortably.

He’d be attending a busy event filled to the brim with sociable people and likely have to be in Forest's company the whole time. Their loud, excitable company. Kenma sighed, rolling onto his back and taking a floppy Cat with him.

He was used to loud people. All his friends were the kind to be able to approach and start a conversation with a stranger or go to parties and have fun all night. Kenma spent most of his time trading stocks, doing work for Bouncing Ball Corp. or gaming. Alone, all alone in his big, dark and quiet house with a cat named Cat.

He was used to loud people, but Forest was an odd one. Somehow they managed to creep under his skin and stay there after just a year on the platform. Staring up at his ceiling, he could practically see them laughing, with a giant glittering smile and squinted eyes, before running out of breath and gasping for air, or smirking while sending a clever quip to the audience. Even the sight of them staring wistfully at their computer screen while playing Arcadia’s Inferno was burned into his retinas.

His heart thumped, stomach-churning while his body heat increased and sent flames to his fingertips. 

He loathed Forest. Fern. He hated them.

“Get out of my head.” He slapped his hands over his eyes, freeing Cat from his hold.

I have been helping prep and plan like… 3 events? All starting this weekend and going 3 weekends in a row. I’m pooped, my boss is certainly more pooped than me. And then I have three weeks to plan a Twice event for their concert. Oh my god…. Love it though. -Bacon

Posted: 22/05/2023

#Kozume Kenma #Kenma Kozume #kenma x reader #kenma kozume x reader #Haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #x reader #oneshot #oneshots #haikyuu oneshots #haikyuu reader insert #reader insert #aus #haikyuu aus #fluff #haikyu #haikyu x reader #anime x reader #anime

[hoaxghost]

Gets invested in an old rpg maker horror game again to the dismay of my followers

#mermaid swamp #rin yamazaki #seitaro wakasugi #my friend was streaming the game n me n others were voicing the characters and at one point whenever these two #intereacted we'd just say 'theyre in love your honour...' and i stand by that statement #theyre just so. clenches fist. seitaro literally has all the braincels while rin is throwing acid on doors and swimming in swamp wate #shes literally such a great character shes such an asshole but we love her #shes a history major but cant read

[dawndelion-winery]

Hii can i request streamer Childe,Xiao,Kaeya,Kazuha x online friend!reader?(separate) Like sometimes reader streams with them and LITERALLY his fans can tell that he's inlove with reader.💞

I can already imagine those ship edits on tiktok...👀🍵

Hello, I'm sorry it took so long to get to this- I hope you like it (also added Scara<3) now for streamer duos<3

Streamlined

Streamer au! Ft. Childe, Xiao, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche

Childe:

Often streams your co-op for the sheer chaotic energy of it

Tries his best to be family friendly which results in very amusing variations of swearing from him or you jabbing him in the gut when he's about to curse

“You’re so mean to me, comrade. What happened to me being your favourite person? Look at how you wound me.”

He gets insufferable, clinging to your arm and resting his chin on your shoulder

He’s disgustingly affectionate even on camera

“Why do I play this character so often? Well obviously because y/n thinks they’re hot and this’ll make them associate being hot with me therefore they’ll think I’m hot.”

He sounds so sure of himself, people just roll with it because it’s hilarious to see him try

The most popular streams are the ones where Teucer crashes because it looks like a cute lil family all gaming together

Xiao:

Surprisingly calm

Has a tendency to go quiet when he's focused on the game, so that's when he thought it'd be a good idea to have you narrate for him

Sometimes Zhongli or Ganyu brings in some cut fruit for you two

Funnily enough, neither of you would remember to eat the fruit on your own, but somehow manage to remember to feed the other bites of fruit to make sure they're hydrated

Cue those compilation videos "Take a shot every time Xiao and Y/n feed each other"

Please don't actually take those shots, you will die from alcohol poisoning

Xiao honestly highkey gives off gamer boyfriend energy, and people probably would've assumed you were already dating when you started streaming together

They only realised you were both dense idiots when someone light-heartedly commented that it's a shame both of you were taken and you two looked confused

Kaeya:

Calm on the surface, is actually worse than Childe

Family friendly? Nahhhh, he said he'd try at first but the moment he teams up with Rosaria, the innuendos and swearing never end, as much as you try to censor it

Nowhere nearly as shameless either, but viewers still somehow notice his hand creeping across the desk to hold yours

Has the not so subtle "please date me" eyes when he looks at you and it's now a meme

"Get someone who looks at you the way Kaeya looks at y/n," Kaeya chuckles as his eyes flicker between his twitch chat and his game. "So who'll look at me that way?"

*Shocked Kaeya face* when someone replies no one because he'll be the one doing the wistful, longing stares

He is hurted /lh

"Y/n my dear, my darling, the twitch chat has spoken and they've said you should date me"

"Isn't this the same chat that said you should dye your hair pink?"

He's never recovering from that one

He does light up when you ruffle his hair though

Something his viewers pick up almost immediately (they're bloodhounds, I tell ya)

Kazuha:

The true comfort streamer

He just has such a gentle, soothing voice

And it's hilarious because he keeps that calm smile and tone even when the scenes get vicious

He tends to finish your sentences for you when you stream together

Lastly when you trail off at the thought of how dark the lore is

"Wait so that means we'll have to..."

"Sacrifice the children, start an uprising, and ultimately overthrow the king to take his loot for ourselves<3"

He scares everyone at times

It's so easy to forget he says things like that when he takes your hands in his and comforts you when you get spooked by some horror games

"Is my maple alright? Of course you are, what could touch you when I'm here?" he says as he kisses the back of your hand

Scaramouche:

Bastard. Why are you even friends with him

His snide comments about enemy mobs or rival players are always hilarious, and he has the best insults

Surprisingly doesn't swear as much as you'd expect him to when trash talking

"Oh you think you're so clever~ I don't want to hear that from someone who looks like they pulled their nose from a dying giraffe's tongue, you lemur-faced buffalo wing."

Does, however, swear extremely frequently on a regular basis

"Scara's 'what the fuck' count exceeds 500 per week not clickbait!!!"

Even you aren't exempt from his snarkiness and people wonder why you're friends with him

Until they notice how his insults towards you aren't exactly mean

Also he tends to cuss in his insults only when he's not serious so "You're so fucking stupid" roughly translates to "You're my favourite idiot"

Taglist[send an ask to be added]: @myluvkeiji @pluvioseprince @aqui-soba @euphoric-author @paradise-creator @favonius-captain @tiredsleep @raincxtter @serenenation @loverofthe-stars @gensimping-for-all @irethepotato @almond-adeptus @mx-kamisato @yuzuricebun @chaosinanutshell @howlantic @codename-hiraeth @andreiling01 @callmemeelah @stunningstratagem @sadlonelybagel

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[lowkeyrobin]

Heyy :) Can you please write headcanons of dating quackity, but in his earlier eras? (like 2019-21 maybe) ❤

ooooo yes of course!!! ; fun fact I've been watching him since 2018 or so (I don't mean this in a "Oh I'm cooler than you way) ; thank you for the request!! this was fun as hell ; I tried to kinda do it in a chronological order but yeah, I did like stuff and then more details of relationship if that makes sense yk???

QUACKITY ; 2019-2021 era

warnings ; language, talk of drugs, jokes about sex

genre ; fluff

word count ; 858

masterlist

Raiding Club Penguin with him and Axel was a core memory for you. It was the first true time, however cringe it sounds, that you saw Alex as your best friend.

he'd always try to make you laugh, especially on stream

such a little tease

back in the olden days, we had those Discord server 'wtf is that food' videos

you guys rank some of them and how likely you'd eat them

also ranking Discord memes

so many of them were dumb shit or weird shipart from like 2015 deviantart LMFAO

"guys I know me and y/n are dating but that doesn't mean compare us to Shrek couples!"

"I thought Thanos was your true love?"

"He-He is! Oh my God, stop being so desperate, y/n. ugh"

once he got invited to the Dream SMP, you were all ears and proudly taught him how to play Minecraft

you made his alt skin with the tuxedo, which he didn't wear often, but used in lore some time later

youd often help him with lore ideas

he also got you invited into the SMP where he introduced you to some of his new friends

you knew schlatt and some others, but most of these people were new and it was nice meeting all of them

the fiances are established and then you and quackity are already a think and you also like karl, which creates a weird love rectangle with an open end because you and sapnap are sharing the other two 💀

lore goes fuckin crazy with that

while Karl's off making Kinoko Kingdom and Quackity's running Las Nevadas, you're building El Tropicana, off in the far away jungle biome

Alex would usually stream and translate Mexican soap operas, which you joined in for sometimes

you'd give the characters different voices and twist their words up a bit to make it more entertaining for chat

the amount of drug talk that went into that was wild

also the amount of queer kids bullied in those schools?? yikes on bikes

also the one with that girl who got in trouble for kissing a boy on the playground or whatever that was?? Jesus christ man

youd both act put the scenes on occasion and use Tiger as whatever kid was being yelled at if she was in the room with you

taking a break halfway through stream for him to play guitar and for you to karaoke to fuckin Bo Burnham

also making fake joints out of paper he had laying around and "lighting them up" aka setting paper on fire next to a PC and your faces

Jackbox streams with the Feral Boys until 3am>>>

Paranormal Activity in the middle of the night went so fucking crazy

teaching Bad how to play GTA is your favorite memory with those two

playing horror games and watching him play horror games with Karl while he visited him

how dare he leave you all alone (you couldn't go because you had a busy schedule)

your chats shipping the hell out of you and your dsmp characters

hella fanart and fanfictions man

try not to laugh streams where you always ended up laughing before the ten minute mark because of him

he purposefully does shit to make you laugh

reading fanfiction on stream was a regular activity especially for y/s/n

youd rank the book on a scale from one to ten and how accurate to real life they were

"nahhhh that one doesn't have enough Thanos, two out of ten"

"yknow what... were gonna have our own tier lists... okay?"

"damnit... does this mean I'm not getting laid later?"

"what"

promoting the quackityhq merch religiously

also stealing whichever beanie he wasn't wearing, either the LAFD one or the plain black and blue one

him tying you to a chair and forcing you to laugh was a common stream plot

tweets that were either very inconspicuous about drugs, very sexual, or very old married couple vibes

youd both be frequently trending on twitter

hot wings or dare streams with Bad >>>>

playing girls go games and hoping you wouldn't give his PC a virus

sitting in the inflatable pool fully clothed, playing with children's bath toys

he'd for sure be the type to fall for his best friend

whether it be all the way back then or just now, he could go forever without feeling any feelings but one day they'll show up and the nervousness begins

he'd lend you a hoodie if you were cold in his room and he just straight up begs you to keep it

lots of just staring at you while chat ships you, like genuinley just zones out on your pretty face

would probably doubt his feelings at first and talk to his mom about it and she's like "boy you have a crush. Go ask them the hell out, you're a handsome young man, I'm pretty sure they like you too"

"mOooOooOoOoM"

genuinley spoils you with no good reason and after a while you just accept it

he starts sending good morning and good night texts

he'll repost (or reblog) (he has a secret tumblr) fanart of you two, especially if it's shipart

will constantly send you clips of movie characters making out or kissing and say "this should be us"

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