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Not Clooless Anymore

Summary: Fairly Clooless part2

TW: Cute moments, flirting, lmk if i missed anything

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the Texas landscape, painting the Texas sky with brilliant shades of orange and purple. I stepped out of my car, feeling the warm evening air kiss my toasty skin. I stood outside the familiar neon lights of Waffle House, a sense of excitement bubbling within my body. The day had been filled with the delightful chaos of the Texas fair—blaring music, the intoxicating aroma, and rides that twisted and turned like my own thoughts and insecurities.

The Texas fair had been a whirlwind of laughter, cotton candy, and the thrilling rush of adrenaline, but now, the promise of crispy waffles, cheesy hash browns, and the company oF the boys made my heart flutter in anticipation.

I checked my phone, squinting in the twilight to see if the others were here. It wasn’t long before I spotted Droid’s unmistakable truck rolling into the parking lot, followed closely by Puffer and Grizzy in their flashy Sedans. And then, like a flash of dark thunder, Pezzy roared into view on his sleek black motorcycle, the engine’s purr blending in with the fading sounds of the fair.

"Hey, ___!" Grizzy shouted as he bounded over from his car, excitement practically radiating from him like the setting sun behind them. He wore his trademark grin, one that always made situations feel a little brighter.

“____! Over here!” Droid called, tossing her a casual wave as he parked his truck. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of the boys, my grin widening as they hopped out of their cars, laughter spilling out into the cooling evening air.

“Did anyone win a stuffed animal?” I asked, turning to see Droid, who was carrying a massive teddy bear tucked under his arm. I also noticed a big push toy poking out from the backseat of Grizzy’s car. “Grizzy! Did you get the giant stuffed bear?” I asked teasing with a gentle smile

“Uh, yeah. That’s a trophy for winning at life,” he replied with a playful smirk. “Meet Mr. Snuggly and I have a gift for you in the back of my car.” Droid winked at me

“Nah, I went for the goldfish instead!” he laughed, knowing full well that it was just a way to mess with me. Knowing Grizzy, he’d surely end up with a life-sized inflatable T-Rex instead.

“Didn’t think you’d show up!” Puffer teased as he approached me first, giving me a quick hug before making room for the others.

Droid approached, his casual stride and laid-back charm eliciting a warm sense of familiarity in my bones that felt like home. He ruffled my hair as he passed by, a brotherly gesture that inevitably made me roll my ___ eyes. “Thought I’d find you guys here. Ready to drown ourselves in waffles?” 

“Please, like I could resist waffles after a long day of overpriced snacks and rides! Plus, I have to stay fuelled for our late-night shenanigans after the stunts I pulled tonight!” I Laughed, my spirits higher than ever tonight.

“I know exactly what you mean. I still feel sick from that funnel cake!” Grizzy added dramatically, placing a hand on his stomach as he leaned against the wall of the diner. “But nothing a plate of hash browns can’t fix, right?”

Droid and Puffer exchanged knowing glances, always amused by their friend’s antics. And as Pezzy strolled over, kicking his kickstand down with a flourish, I felt a flutter in my chest that I couldn’t quite explain.

“Did you guys see the fireworks?” Pezzy chimed in, a little more quietly than the others, his gaze quickly flitting back to mine, a fleeting connection that made my stomach flutter, but I brushed it off. 'It’s just post-fair magic,’ I thought, trying not to read too much into it. 

“Yeah, they were incredible! But honestly, now I just want to eat pancakes until I explode,” Puffer quipped, slapping Grizzy on the back as they made their way toward the entrance.

“Hey, ____,” Pezzy said, flashing me a bright smile that sent butterflies dancing through my stomach. “You ready for some real food? I actually have a craving for that Texas cheesesteak omelet, but I can be persuaded for anything covered in syrup.”

“Totally! I’m with you on that one,” I replied, unable to contain her enthusiasm. “Waffles topped with ice cream—now that’s a Texas masterpiece.”

As they entered Waffle House, the warm scent enveloped them. The air was permeated with the irresistible smell of butter and syrup, a scent that was so deeply woven into their memories of late-night adventures and shared laughter. The interior was filled with the comforting chatter of other late-night diners and the sizzle of food cooking on the grill. 

They slid into a booth they chose was cozy—wooden and a bit worn-in, the kind of place that felt like home. ___ slid into the middle seat, Droid to her left, and Pezzy to her right, the perfect configuration for subtle glances and stolen moments, the latter of whom took a deep breath as he subtly nudged closer to her. Grizzy and Puffer settled opposite them, already debating their orders in playful retorts.

“Okay, what's everyone ordering?” ___ asked, tone bubbly as she flipped through the laminated menu, pretending not to notice Pezzy’s growing nervousness.

Pezzy took a deep breath as he watched ___, a flicker of hope sparking in his chest. He’d never had the courage to tell her about his crush, but every casual remark felt layered with an unspoken affection that he wanted to express. He fiddled with his menu, glancing back at her, nervously biting his lip. 

“Definitely the hash browns—it’s the best way to start,”Grizzy declared, and the group followed suit, their laughter echoing around the diner as they decided on their meals.

“Why not try the All-Star Special?” Pezzy suggested, leaning a bit closer as he flashed her another dazzling smile. “You can get everything—waffles, eggs, bacon, and still have room for more!”

“Same!” Puffer joined in. “But I’m adding extra bacon. Gotta live large after all those funnel cakes.”

“___! What are you getting?” he blurted out, desperately trying to sound casual.

“I think I might go with the classic waffle, loaded with strawberries,” she grinned, unaware of the fluttering competition swirling around in Pezzy's stomach. 

“Those berries will definitely sweeten up your already sweet personality,” Pezzy said, attempting to keep his tone light but feeling his cheeks slightly heat up. ___ felt her cheeks warm under his gaze. “You have a point! I think I’ll take you up on that,” she replied, her heart racing in ways it hadn’t before.

“Alright, alright,” Droid interjected, breaking Pezzy's moment of hesitance with a calm, brotherly energy. “Let’s order before it gets too crowded in here.” The waitress approached, and as they squabble about orders, Pezzy felt his heart race while stealing glances at ___'s animated expressions.

“Alright, who’s ordering first?” Puffer asked, leaning dramatically over the table like a showman.

As the waiter approached to take their order, ___ felt Pezzy’s slight tension radiating next to her. She could almost feel his thoughts swirling; she glanced at him just as he took a deep breath, his eyes almost playful yet glazed with determination.

“Uh, I’ll also have the All-Star Special, but can you add a side of, um,” he fumbled, his cheeks slightly pinking, “a side of your heart?” 

Puffer almost choked on his drink, and Droid smirked, shaking his head. “Smooth, Pezzy, real smooth.”

___ couldn’t help but laugh, the warmth spreading through her again as she met Pezzy’s gaze. “Clever. But maybe let’s stick to just waffles for now?”

The table erupted with laughter, the sound of friendship filling the air as they made fun of Pezzy’s attempt—a lighthearted bond wrapped in unadulterated joy.

With their orders placed and the waitress retreating, the table erupted into a flurry of conversations, stories, and laughter. Grizzy and Puffer continued their playful banter, while Droid and ___shared fond memories of their previous discord hangouts. As they waited for their food, the chatter flowed as freely as the sweet syrup they’d soon douse their waffles in. Stories of fair rides, a debate on who could eat the most hash browns, and endless laughter echoed within the little booth. ___ caught Droid rolling his eyes, while Grizzy animatedly recreated the fair's biggest ride. 

And then there was Pezzy, who seemed lost in the moment, glancing at ___ with a goofy smile. He was trying so hard not to come off as nervous that it was endearing. 

As their orders arrived, the table transformed into a feast of colors and aromas. The sight of sizzling waffles, golden-brown hash browns, and fluffy omelets was enough to summon quickened appetites.

“Girls first!” Puffer declared, gesturing dramatically towards ___ and Grizzy. “Let’s see how fast you can demolish that plate!”

“Challenge accepted!” ___ grinned back as Pezzy chuckled beside her, the energy of the room buzzing with laughter and chatter.

As they dived into their meals, ___ caught Pezzy stealing glances her way. Every time she met his gaze, they shared unspoken moments of connection—a tentative dance of burgeoning feelings that neither of them dared to voice

“Hey, ____,” Pezzy finally said, his voice breaking through the noise. “You’ve been doing really well in school. I mean, I've always thought you were pretty amazing, like, really driven.”

“Thanks, Pezzy! That means a lot coming from you,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth.

“Let’s make a pact,” Droid said, forcing the mood to shift. “Next time we hit the fair, we’ll take our own car, and anyone who loses at the games pays for the next Waffle House trip!”

“Deal!” they all cheered, the lighthearted banter continuing late into the evening, making plans for the next fun night together.

“Cheers to fair days and waffle nights!” Droid raised his mug of iced tea, and the others followed suit, all clinking their drinks together.

“Here’s to late night shenanigans!” ____ added with a laugh, glancing over at Pezzy, who looked more relaxed now, joy blooming behind his eyes.

“Next year, we should try the Ferris wheel together. Just us,” he suggested, his voice softening as he glanced away, a hint of shyness creeping into his tone.

“You’re on!” ____ replied, heart racing with the implications of his words. The night felt electric, filled with chances and possibilities, their friendship slowly unfolding into something more beautiful.

As midnight crept closer, they finished their meals with promises of more adventures, laughter still alive in the air like the smell of waffles and syrup. The friendships lingered, intertwined with new beginnings, with warm friendship and the exhilarating thrill of something deeper brewing just beneath the surface.

So as they stepped back out into the starry Texas night, ___ felt grateful for the journey they all shared, knowing the sun might set on one adventure, but it always rose on another—with the possibility of newfound connections, tender moments, and, of course, more late-night Waffle House escapades.

Handcuffs- PezzyxReader

CloolessxReader

Summary: I got handcuffs clip

TW: sexual innuendo, established relationship, platonic friendship, lmk if i missed anything

“Yeah we definitely should. He can't talk at all, he can still talk.” Puffer said, tying the cling wrap over Grizzy’s mouth, behind his head. “Can you still talk?” Droid asked Grizzy

“Yeah,” came Grizzy’s muffled reply, a cocktail of determination and humor spilling from behind the cling wrap.

“Damn,” Droid whispered, excitement dancing in his eyes. He suddenly seized more cling wrap from a nearby roll, eager to fortify their antics further.

“What? You’re trying to make me a permanent mute?” Grizzy teased, rolling his eyes as best as he could beneath the layers.“ I mean I'm just not going to talk”

“No we need to make sure you can't say a single fucking word ever again bro” Droid proclaimed, a gleam of mischief igniting his spirit. The room was filled with peals of laughter, their collective joy filling every corner as Grizzy shot Puffer a glance that said it all: “This guy.”

Pezzy, leaning against the counter, chimed in.“told you we should have bought the ball gaghe suggested nonchalantly. “I asked if you had one,”Droid snapped back, still engaged in his cling wrap project as if he were sculpting a masterpiece.

“I don't” Pezzy snipped at Droid, crossing his arms defiantly. “Damn it” Droid said jokingly, snapping his fingers in a mock display of frustration, which only elicited more laughter.

“Yeah right” Puffer sarcastically interjected with playful disbelief, his eyes darting conspiratorially towards Pezzy.

“That’s what I’m saying, I told you, don’t lie!” they bantered. The back-and-forth spiraled into glorious chaos, until Pezzy, fueled by the banter and laughter, threw up his hands in exaggerated exasperation. “I got handcuffs,” he blurted out, leaning against the counter with confidence.

instantly, a hush fell over the group as all eyes turned to Pezzy, their expressions frozen in surprise. Within moments, the silence shattered into raucous laughter once more, at which point Pezzy began to snicker too, reveling in his unexpected moment of fame.

But then, everyone’s attention shifted to the corner of the room. They’d almost forgotten about , the quiet, artistic soul who was holding the camera and capturing every lunacy of the night. had been silently observing while their cheeks grew crimson, illumination washing over them like a blush of ember, a glow in stark contrast to the chaotic humor surrounding them.

“Don’t worry,” Grizzy huffed, trying his best to speak with a cling-wrapped mouth, his eyes alight with mischief, “we’ll keep you safe from the handcuffs.”

“Yeah, we’re just having a little fun,” Droid added, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

UHhh soooo

sleepver stream fic... is alomst 10k.... do yall like the long fics? or break into parts? i feel like it is awkard doing multiple parts, what do yall think?

im like 3.5 hrs into the stream vod should i keep going? time skip only to funny parts? stop at 4.5 hrs? IDKK lmao

guys, I'm working on a big one rn of the sleepover stream, tis very juicy (imo) so if I run out of fics to post, I'm working on this big bitch who is already over 3k words.... I'm aiming for possibly 7k. so be ready my loves

Drunk Clooless Moments - Pezzy x f!Reader

Summary: Pezzy's Girlfriend hangs out in his room, while streaming drunk

TW: Alcohol, cursing, drunkness, use of "vagina"

It was another Friday night, I was sitting with my legs criss-cross on my boyfriend's bed while using the wall as my back rest. I was scrolling through chat on my laptop, banning and timing out kids being ridiculously stupid. He was streaming Sons of the Forest while drinking, but now they all are just on call talking to each other. Droid just kills his stream, telling his viewers that he was joining us in Pezzy’s room. I closed off his stream, I had tabbed on another desktop screen, as I heard his heavy footsteps getting closer to Pezzy’s room. Droid does a polite, light knock to tell us that he was coming in, but I had the door lock. I discarded my laptop on the bed, leaning over to unlock and open the door for him. 

“Oh, hey, what's up ___?” “I didn't know you were over tonight.” Droid greeted me with our “secret” special handshake. 

“Yeah, this one needed an extra mod tonight. Also, I wasn't leaving the bedroom, I'm being lazy tonight. I parked my happy ass right here.” I explained while pointing to Pezzy

“What? Guys whatcha mean that ___ is cheating on me? Huh?” Pezzy read out chat with slurred speech.

“Chat, you do realize that I know Pezzy because I’m Droid’s best friend out of their group, right?” I snipped at chat for making stupid acquisitions.

“Just for you to know, that you’re getting ban, for being a stupid.” I said while scrolling for that idiotic chatter.

As I was hunting for more people to ban who were looking for attention the boys fell into a smooth rhythm of conversation, keeping me out of it. Once I got rid of that one chatter, I opened another tab for some online shopping. While scrolling on Hot Topic, Shein, and Etsy for specialized custom gifts, my attention was caught by Pezzy’s phone ringing.

“Why is Grizzy facetiming me?” Pezzy spoke into his microphone, clicking the answer button.

“Hello Grizzy.” Pezzy answered

“Hey I'm walking over.” Grizzy cut right to the chase

“You're walking over?” Pezzy gasped in laughter

“Yes. Number 1, save the liquor. Number 2, save the door.” Grizzy rattled off

“M’kay” Pezzy agreed while looking at me.

“Wha happen?” Grizzy asked

“Doors unlocked” Droid replied while Pezzy was staring off to space

“Why did you leave the door unlocked? Wait, I thought I locked it when I came in.” I ponder

“I unlocked it before I came in here.” Droid explains 

“Okay I'll walk right on in.” Grizzy said

“Okay have fun.” Pezzy added 

“Okay don't think you're gonna get robbed.” Grizzy warned

“Why the hell would we think we were getting robbed?” I asked to droid who was looking at me 

“Man, I don't know” Droid Shrugged as he sat on the end of the bed

“Here talk to chat, sit here and talk. Sit here.” Pezzy told Droid as he was taking his headphones off.

“Wait is-?” 

“What's up you stupid fucks?!” Puffer barged into the room

“Aaahhh” Pezzy screamed while clutching his heart. I froze up like a deer in headlights, holding my laptop with both hands.

“Hi Puff” I greeted back

“Oh shit! My bad ___” Puffer felt slightly bad and gave me a weird hug.

Droid sat back on bed, since Pezzy got cornered back into his chair as Puffer walked into the room. I put my laptop to the side and sat right next to Droid, leaning my head on his shoulder. 

Droid was sipping on his drink chiming in and there with Pezzy and Puffer talking to chat about random ass shit. I heard a slight shuffle outside the door, reminding myself it was either Sly or Grizzy. The door opened to wild Grizzy who finally showed up.

“Bro there's a big ass wasp in front of your house.” grizzy informed us

“A wasp?!” Pezzy yelled

“Yeah I ran inside once I realized it was following me.” I said to Grizzy, giving him a high five.

“Why you outta breath?” Puffer investigated Grizzy

“The wasp.” grizzy replied, sounding offended that Puffer would ask him that. We all laughed at his tone.

“Now where’s the liquor?” Grizzy asked, I gave him a red solo cup I had put to the side.

“L-Look Here take a shot. We all took one, well expect __” Droid said pouring Grizzy a “shot”

“Okay” Grizzy quickly agreed

“Oh. hold up a sec.” Droid said while looking into Grizzy’s cup. Droid took the cup and brought it up to his lips to take a drink, since it was not a shot

“That's a lot.” Droid said laughing at his stupidity.

“That shit smells like nail polish.” Grizzy replied after taking a sniff of the cup

“No it smells nice” Pezzy added

“Noo it smells like hand sanitizer and nail polish” Droid countered “It will do you wrong but do you right” Droid

“It got me drunk before a glass, ask __” Pezzy said, trhowing his head to my direction.“It did, it was pretty funny and entertaining.” I said with a small smile

After that the whole gang was here so I tuned them out, opened my laptop again to a split screen of the stream chat and google. I was having multiple casual conversations with regular chatters and other mods. Letting time pass us by until I got a notification that “ElasticDroid” is live on the top right of my screen, but Droid was sitting right in front of me in Pezzys’ chair. I was most definitely not getting in the middle of this, I got up from Pezzy’s bed and walked out to the hallway couch. I was going to hide here until they were not chasing after each other.  After like 10 - 15 minutes of the back-and-forth funny shit, they all came back into Pezzy’s room. Pezzy peaked his head out, motioning for me to join back in his room.

I walked back in, sat on the corner of the bed right behind Droid. I shoved my turned off laptop underneath his bed so it wouldn't get stepped on or ruined. When I get right back up, I see Pezzy putting his arms around Grizzy’s and Droid's shoulder. Grizzy stretched his arms out to carry Pezzy, in doing so Pezzy lifted his own legs up and placed them in Grizzy’s arms. I started giggling and shaking my head, scooting back in the bed so the guys have room.  Grizzy started laughing with me, Droid was watching the camera playback video, and Puffer was looking back at them being stupid. 

“He is, He is crazy light, what the fuck.” Droid says confused

“I’m 130 pounds.” Pezzy informs them

“Really?!? I could bench this fool. What the fuck?” Droid says shocked at this revelation, pezzy started laughing and tripping over his junk lying on the floor.

“I think anyone can, but not me.” I said slyly, hiding my smirk behind Pezzy’s cup as I took a sip.

 “He’s my warm up.” Grizzy continued

“That is true, that is true.” Droid repeated looking at Puffer, Pezzy gathered himself and was standing right between Grizzy and i.

“You wanna, You wanna?” Pezzy asked, doing the curl up motion and I started shaking my head in disbelief of how drunk he is right now.

Grizzy agreed and started curling him very easily twice before Droid wanted to try. Pezzy was unbalanced in Grizzy’s arm before trying to transfer him into Droid’s arms. Grizzy moved quickly and Droid tried to save Pezzy but they both moved to where I was in his bed, Pezzy somehow ended up right in between my legs, Pezzy’s face got smashed right into my vagina. Grizzy held him right there laughing, while Droid picked him up out of the predicament, Puffer was drinking straight out of the bottle. I was laughing so hard from embarrassment and happiness that I was turning into a batch of freshly picked cherries. 

“What were you doing down there Pezzy?” Droid asked bluntly with joy, I ended up on the floor in front of the mirror laughing and wheezing

“Hello world, I was definitely not in between my girlfriend's legs just now.” Pezzy slurred as Droid had him in the princess carry.

“Isn't that where you're supposed to be Pezzy, you know like every night?” Puffered popped off

“Okay, okay, I’m leaving this room to bake or cook something.” I get up out of breath, my face still red not wanting to deal with this anymore.

“Chat say bye to ____” Puffer says

“Bye___” “Bye love” “Bye Bitch” the guys say as I'm leaving the room with my sleepover bag in hand. 

Love Unplugged- Pezzy x F!reader

Summary: QNA before TwitchCon

TW: Established relationship, kissing, Sly, cursing

“Chat, since this is the last stream before Twitchcon, ___ and I thought it would be an idea to do a mini, relationship Q&A with yall.” Pezzy suggested the idea “Would y’all like that? Like get to know us and __ more?”

Chatuser: YEA

chatter2:Hell yeah

Chattsuser: pepeyes

Mod2: how are we doing this?

Userchatter: Mmmm

Mod3: any limits? What are we deleting?

___users: Nothing super weird, nothing stupid like ssn and credit card info. dont be annoying

“Yeah, what ___ said.” Pezzy agreed wholeheartedly with ___. “Babe, come on in the office-oh anyway before you come in; can you bring me some water?”

___user: yeah, lemme get some real clothes on

While ___ was getting ready, Pezzy was chatting a bit with chat trying to get a grasp of what the sea of questions were going to look like. Some chatters were already being weird, thankfully the mods were on top of everything tonight for the ending segment. 

With the chat buzzing with excitement, I entered Pezzy’s office with Sly in my arms, smiled widely and began reading the questions aloud. “Alright, fam! Let’s see what you have for us. Remember, no question is too weird,” I chuckled

“Let’s start with something simple-Oo like how did y’all meet?”___ Blank read outloud. “We meet officially through Mr. ElasticDroid with one of the late night Discord sessions, right?” I asked uncertainty, turning towards Pezzy. 

“Yeah, I slightly remember it, I believe it was the night where it was you, Simple, Ash, Grizzy, Droid, Tuxi and I were all on call. I think that was when you told Droid all the “hot gossip” and that's when I was like “yep she's mine” Pezzy divided into more details for chat. ”Oh my god, it was because it was the night he went “Buzz Buzz Bitch” and clapped back with “You keep buzzing but you aint gonna get an answer.” 

“Oh my-Yes! It was that night where I was invited to more chats, cause y’all, as in you chat, wanted more of me clapping back on the boys, mostly Ash.” I was enjoying the trip down memory lane filled with nostalgia. 

As the chat filled up with laughter and fun inquiries, question after question brought out their playful banter and candidness. 

“Why do you think opposites attract?” one user typed. I shot a glance at Pezzy with a wry smile. "Well, maybe it's because Pezzy keeps my dark heart light,” she teased, watching Pezzy feign shock before grinning back.

“Yeah, and ___ keeps my chaotic life grounded,” Pezzy added, smirking as Sly curled his tail around Pezzy's wrist, as if he approved of the sentiment.

“Here’s a fun one- ‘What song would describe your relationship the best?” Pezzy read outloud with a thinking face, “Hmmm, it's an old throwback for us, “My love” by Justin Timberlake. As cringy as this sounds but it's true; “Ain’t another woman that can take your spot”. Pezzy included an explanation.

“You know, I will have to go with Just Can't Get Enough by the Black Eyed Peas.” I say with some secrets not needing to be revealed to the public. “I would go deeper like Pezzy....” I explained with a smile and wink to the camera. “If y’all hear the lyrics there's no need for one.” 

BigPuffer: stop cappin ___ its Friends Don’t -bigpuffer gf’s

“Girl shhh, but you know it's true now that I am thinking of it.” I started with my hand rubbing Sly from head to the tip of her tail. “I like that question, Who spoils who more? Does Pezzy spoil me more?” I read to Pezzy

“Well this can go two ways with us, I spoil her more with small or big gifts. She spoils me more, like cooking and more housing chores. This is gonna sound bad, but she will agree with me, she spoils me by being a homebody but still working a lot!” Pezzy explains to chat. “Chat, y’all dont understand this lady right here spoils the fuck out of me with food.” 

“I’ll agree to disagree, in both worlds we spoil each other on the same level.” I said with a shrug of shoulders nonchalantly. “Oo to stay on the topic of food or cooking. What's your favorite way to spend a weekend together?” I chuckled as Sly bounced with my small belly laugh.

"Cooking, definitely! I whip up some magic in the kitchen, and Pezzy always gets to be my charming taste tester." Pezzy nodded enthusiastically, "Best job in the world, honestly. Especially when it’s Bella’s famous spicy enchiladas."

As the chat grew, questions evolved from the cute and quirky to a bit more serious, like, “How about we knock a couple questions out at once, I keep seeing “how old are you?” “How long have we been dating? Also, a weird question of age gap?” Pezzy read out to me, with a weird offended face, “Age gap? That's a weird one guys.” I stated, fluffing up Sly’s fur. 

“I’m 26, Pezzy is 27, a year and a half gap, and how long have we been together?” Looking at Pezzy, thinking back on dates, racking my brain for a number. “We have been friends for 2 to 3 years, so we have been dating for 2ish years?” I asked thinking about to numbers out loud

“Yeah, that seems right babe- Guys don't come for her not remembering, we know what date we met so we celebrate then but we don't put a number on it. Hell I don't remember but 2 years seems right.” Pezzy explained to chat so they dont hate on us. “We are happy like this, so no need to be assholes.” 

“I seen a couple normal ones, who’s my favorite music artist? I really like Kali Uchis, and Tyler the Creator. I saw him in concert and Jesus, I would love to go again and meet him.” I gushed with passion for their music. 

The evening flowed, and laughter echoed as they answered questions about their favorite memories, their worst cooking disasters, and how they navigated life's challenges together. Each story offered a glimpse into their lives, painting a picture of love that was both exhilarating and earnest, layered with the complexity of their differences, yet united in a common goal: to support one another. 

“How many languages does ___ speak?” Pezzy read to me, while giving me puppy eyes so he can show me off for a bit to chat.

“Dos, two. I speak English and Spanish. Spanish was my first language so you’ll hear it come out more than often,” I explained “But recently, I’m learning a third one. I’m still learning how to speak Droid. I swear to god guys I still don't know what that motherfucker is saying or meaning after 4 plus years.” I joked around, letting Sly jump out of my arms into Pezzy’s.

“Ooh babe what about this one, “We will meet ___ at Twitchcon?” Pezzy asked me while still looking at his screen, as chat exploded at that one. “Maybe, I don't like crowds that much. I usually hangout with the other girlfriends, most like BigPuffers; or I am at the hotel chilling– But you know what chat? I'll make this deal, right now, if Pezzy gets more than 50 subs by the end of stream, I’ll join the meet up on the last day. Does that sound like a good deal, chat?” I integrated chat. 

By the end of the session, they were exploring the question that would leave an indelible mark on their followers' hearts: “What’s the best advice you’d give to couples?” I leaned closer to Sly and said, “Never stop being yourselves, and make sure to communicate openly. And… keep a cat around. It helps!” 

Pezzy nodded, adding, “And don’t forget to laugh—sometimes it’s the little moments that mean the most.” The essence of their love radiated through their words, a resonance that lingered long after the stream had ended.

As they wrapped up the Twitch session and began to unwind, I looked over at Pezzy, my heart swelled with warmth. “You know, I never expected to find my other half through a video session,” I said, stroking Sly's fur as if to affirm the bond they all shared. Pezzy smiled back, our eyes glimmering with that same spark from that fateful night. "Neither did I, but I’m glad I did." 

“Babe, you do know that you’re gonna join us at Twitchcon? I've gotten 75 subs since.” Pezzy said with a smirk. “Fuck.”

The Kindhearted King's- Droid x Reader, Clooless x reader

Summary: ___ just had surgery, and the gang turned their cooking stream into making dinner for her.

TW: fluffy, Established relationship, platonic friendships

“Hi, chat!” Droid greeted the camera as he went live on Twitch. “So as yall know we are going to be doing a cooking stream and instead of doing something sweet, we are actually going to make dinner. Now why the change you might ask?”

“The change of plans happened since my lovely girlfriend, as yall know _, had to have emergency surgery on her knee.” Droid gives the information out as he was pacing on the camera

“So, let’s make this dinner extra special for____,” Droid added, peeking into the living room where was sound asleep with Sly, recovering from her surgery. “She deserves the best chat, like come on, look at me.”

Grizzy, with his chef’s hat perched precariously on his head walks into frame, boomed, “Alright, team! What are we going to whip up? I vote for a feast worthy of a queen!”

“Let’s make _’s favorite! Fettuccine Alfredo with garlic bread,” Droid announced, flipping through a digital cookbook app. The chat exploded with excitement.

As they gathered ingredients, Pezzy took charge of boiling the pasta. With a flourish, he tossed the noodles into the pot, making an exquisite splash that soaked his apron. “It’s a part of the cooking process!” he proclaimed, as viewers laughed along.

Meanwhile, Grizzy was in charge of making the sauce. “Butter and cream—a classic combo!” he sang, mixing in zest and a touch too much salt when he wasn't looking. Puffer, working beside him, tried to keep the peace. “Easy on the salt, Grizzy! We don’t want _ waking up thinking she just bit into the ocean!”

Across the countertop, Droid managed the garlic bread. He topped the slices with butter and herbs, all while playfully pretending to be a food critic for the stream. He raised an imaginary glass, saying, “I declare this garlic bread ready for the finest of palates!”

As the aroma of buttery, garlicky goodness filled the kitchen, Grizzy stirred the sauce with enthusiasm, and viewers began to leave comments about how amazing everything looked. Their streaming chat was alive with advice, encouragement, and playful banter.

“Maybe we should add a surprise ingredient?” Pezzy suggested, mischievously. “What if we make it fancier and add a little mushroom?”

“Or some peas?” Puffer added. Grizzy feigned horror, “No green—this is a classic!”

Just then, a soft snore echoed from the living room, causing everyone to stop and look over. “Shhh the baby is still sleeping!” Droid whispered, trying to keep the atmosphere calm. “Let’s finish up before she wakes up craving the food we’re cooking.”

Finally, after much laughter, splashes of sauce, and a tiny kitchen fiasco involving an overturned bowl of cheese, the feast was complete. They plated the fettuccine Alfredo alongside the golden garlic bread, and it looked like something out of a five-star restaurant.

“Let’s bring it to her together!” Droid said, excitement bubbling over. They carefully tiptoed towards the living room where _ lay sound asleep, surrounded by her cozy blankets.

As they approached, Sly was tucked into ___’s blanket then, _ stirred slightly but remained blissfully unaware of the deliciousness unfolding before her. Droid gently placed the steaming plates on the table nearby. “! Dinner is served!” he said softly.

With the four friends gathered around her, the aroma wafted through the air and finally stirred _ awake. Her eyes fluttered open, and she took in the sight of her friends, laughter in their eyes and kindness in their hearts. “What’s this?” she asked, her voice still sleepy.

“Your favorite!” Puffer declared with pride. “Made with love and hate.”

The joy on _'s face melted their hearts. They laughed and shared stories of their cooking escapades and streamed the moments that followed—her delight at the pasta, the playful teasing between friends, and even a few bloopers they had captured along the way.

As the evening wore on, the chat flooded with heart emojis and encouragement, each viewer feeling a part of the unlikely family gathering taking place. _, feeling cared for and cherished, recognized just how lucky she was to have friends like these and a loving partner by her side.

As the stream wrapped up, viewers couldn’t help but feel like they were part of something truly special—a celebration of friendship, kindness, and delicious food. They knew they'd be back for more adventures with The Clooless Gang, and that this was just the beginning of many more culinary capers to come.

Cat in what?! - Pezzy xF!reader

Summary: Pezzy sharing more than needed, but you just had to add on more

TW: English to spanish translation, established relationship

“Dónde estás meaning.” Pezzy said out loud as he was typing into google. “Yeah, where is? Where are you?”

“Um-uh WilltheMec thanks for the-uh- for the twoo months, bruh.” playfully appreciated 

User-name486: he’s learning *clap*

“I am learning! I know some spanish.” Pezzy claimed, “Like, taco and some inappropriate stuff ___ taught me.” 

Pezzy was all leaned back in his office rolly chair, stretching his arms out to each side. He looked into the camera and shook his head in a “yes” motion, but keeping his lips sealed.

“Like-um what's that one meat?” He questioned out loud “There's meat, I forgot what it's called.” He started rubbing his right eye, while reading chat.

“No. Uh-what's the one-uh the one chipotle; what is it called?” Pezzy stumbled through his words confusingly

“No-chip- Oh it is the chorizo? I think it might be that.” He agreed with chat with an uncertainty in his voice.

“Mahah- No it's barbacoa!” Pezzy laughed out at realization at his stupidity 

“There it is! Lets gooo.” Pezzy spewed with excitement “See I know 2 meats,I'm good at meats;  well anyway” Pezzy skipped through.

Name!user!!: what has ___ taught you

“Uh, what ___ taught me um-uh-haha I probably shouldn't say. She would probably kill me not gonna lie.” Pezzy let out a chuckle, playing it safe for ___’s safe.

“I want to learn another language, but at the same time I don't care since I got ___ to translate and order for me. Heheh” Pezzy snickered as if he found a life cheat code.

Then his office door opened and ___ stuck her head through the opening, making sure the camera could see her. Pezzy turned around to look at her, with an innocent looking face like “please don't kill”.

“Quiero a mi novia gata que está en sus pantalones.” she said out loud for the microphone to pick up, so chat could hear her. (I want my girlfriend's cat that's in her pants.)

“Babe! I wasn't going to say that on camera!” Pezzy yelled at her with his face turning red, as he started laughing that she said it so nonchalantly.

“Stay scarred chat!” __ walked out of the room after that, as Pezzy was trying not to die of embarrassment

“Love you babe, also chat please send me that clip.” You could hear ___ yell outside the door.

The Great Gaming Fiasco

Summary: Grizzy rage, I think you already know this<3

TW: Established relationship, rage. anger, warzone moment, kissing, cursing and screaming, lmk if I missed anything

This fateful night started like any other, with the trio gathering their keyboards, their spirits high and laughter echoing through the room. “Ready to beat some noobs?” Grizzy hollered as he loaded up the game, the anticipation crackling in the air like static electricity. The familiar battle sounds filled the room, and they dove into the chaos.

“Why doesn’t that work?!” Smii7y bellowed, fierce frustration spilling from his lips like a dragon's fire, slumping dramatically in his chair as his avatar met an untimely demise. He banged his hand on the desk with a sound akin to thunder.

“Ello Grizzy!” Puffer sang with a comedic flair as Grizzy was unexpectedly reincarnated, flinging his parachute in a desperate bid to return to the sky. But alas, the parachute refused to open—like a deflated balloon. Grizzy’s frustration spiraled as he began to rain blows on his keyboard, resulting in a dramatic self-kill that could only be described as tragicomic.

“WHY WOULD YOU KILL YOURSELF?” Puffer cried out, the desperation lacing his voice as if they were in a high-stakes war council. “I COULD’VE REZZED YOU! WHY?!” 

With a dramatic flourish, the keys rained down like confetti, creating a chaotic storm of letters and symbols — a keyboard glitter bomb exploded across his desk! Each key had its own story, its own mission to fulfill in the kingdom of Warzone, and now they lay shattered in despair.

The keyboard chaos continued, keycaps flying around Grizzy’s desk like tiny meteors in a galactic explosion of rage. The comical scene escalated, with Smii7y unable to stifle his laughter. “I think I need a new keyboard,” Grizzy declared with a resigned sigh echoing through the room, a solemn testament to his fiery spirit, as if he had just climbed Mount Doom only to find it was a mere hill.

“He just lost all his keycaps.” Smii7y said with a smirk growing on his face, while Grizzy fumed, the air tinged with both laughter and despair. “Oh my god” Puffer moans in emotional pain in the background. “Bro it aint working today.” Smii7y responded to Puffer's distress. “Nothing’s working.” Smii7y joked about how each bug felt like a monster stalking them in the night, ready to pounce at any awakening moment.

“I’m kicking over the key caps, I’ll clean that mess later.” Grizzy growled, “It's a problem for another day.

 “What do you mean mess?’ Puffer aspirated at Grizzy

“Wait, can you even use your keyboard? Did you go get a new one?” Puffer asked for content

“I got a new one- well i stole __’s” Grizzy responded “Ugh-let me straighten my desk” Puffer laughed at Grizzy’s misery. 

“Yeaahh” “What the fuck happend?” “What happened to you?” Smii7y and Puffer asked.

“The situation where you're gonna pull your parachute and it says “NO”” Grizzy explained as annoyance seeped through his voice. “Yeah! That literally just happened to me as well.” Smii7y agrees with Grizzy’s annoyance at the game with their bugs. They exchanged stories of their own gaming disasters, an unwritten pact of camaraderie knitting them closer amidst the chaos.

“Yeah so then I decided to slam my keyboard, which killed me, which made me even more angry. So I just clapped my keyboard together, ‘til everything came off.” Grizzy tells the replay of what just happened.

“Were you doing a last second one?” Smii7y asked. “Uhh-no i pressed it like 3 times before landing, it just didn't pull.” Grizzy answered with a slight tone. 

“Like right now.” Grizzy placed ___’s keyboard down with some force, as he was clenching and unclenching his fist, storming off, as the trio couldn't help but spiral into a cyclone of banter, laughing yet again at Grizzy’s misfortune. Grizzy stormed off out of frame towards his right office door which was left open. 

In the midst of the laughter, the mood shifted. A loud crash resonated from Grizzy’s office, while I was in the kitchen. Quickly followed by a blood-curdling scream that sent shivers down their spines. 

“FUCK!!!”  Grizzy’s roar thundered through the house, slicing through the laughter like a lightning bolt, a haunting call of despair that made everyone freeze. After that there was an eerie unusual stillness lurking in the house. 

My skin jumped as his scream blared to life, roaring like a thousand ghosts at once, sending ice down my spine. I gasped in shock, my eyes popped open like saucers, my adrenaline rushing through my veins. In a flurry, I leapt out of my statue like a state.

With curiosity piqued, I tiptoed towards the scene, every step echoing with anticipation. Approaching cautiously, I soon found myself colliding with Grizzy, his frustration evident and his door hanging askew like a battle-worn shield, leaning on the doorframe. “Let me guess... warzone moment?” I quipped with a smirk, but concern laced my words like a thick fog that hung in the air.

“Yeah, I didn't know how else to take my rage out of my body, since I already broke my keyboard. I was most certainly not breaking your keyboard, yes I stole it after I broke mine. I knew how much time and money you spent on that keyboard.” Grizzy explained while I was giving him the “mom” look. As we stood there, I couldn’t help but chuckle. The chaos of gaming had turned into a comedic rendezvous, where gaming mishaps became fodder for laughter and camaraderie.

 “Well I appreciate  you not breaking mine, but now I have to fix your office door babe.” I say walking out his arms towards the closet of tools/storage that they have. 

As I set to fixing his door, the banter resumed. “Is it possible to rage hard enough to break a door?” I teased while wielding my tools. Grizzy sheepishly scratched his head, his triumph of rage slowly fading into recollection of the bond we all had. 

I heard Grizzy walk back into his office, as my hands were full of tools and glue so I could repair the holes in the wall. “I’m done, shut the fuck up. SHUT THE FUCK UP! I’m done, I’m done.” Grizzy repeated. “I just broke my door with my hands, now ___ is fixing it. I’m FUCKING DONE.” He screams in anger and slaps his hand on his desk.

“Sorry, baby, I'm not mad at you.” Grizzy apologized to me, as I was trying to make myself as small as possible. I was putting toothpicks and wood glue together in the holes, where the screws used to be. Grizzy ended the stream right after he apologized to me. 

“You’re fine babe, is there anyway you can get the sandpaper that i left on the counter. Also maybe the wirecutter in the tool box?” I asked him a favor, I felt my phone buzz in my butt pocket.

Hey ___ you okay? Grizzy okay? -Puffer

Yes we are both okay, he is calming down now as we are both putting the door back together. Try to tell, chat that too. You know how shit can spiral out of control. 

Will do, and okay we were just making sure

Its all good! I’m probably gonna make him, go get us food in a min

(read)

Moments passed as I tuckered away at the door, awaiting Grizzy’s emotional cooldown. “After all this fixing, how about a nice dinner?” I suggested with a smile, already picturing a delightful feast to reward ourselves after the wild night.

“C’mon babe, let's get your fine ass off the dirty floor and go find a nice restaurant.” Grizzy nodded enthusiastically, offering his hand to help me up, grinning ear-to-ear. As I stood up with his help, I gave him a kiss on the lips and started tugging him to the door, laughing together. 

Drunk ban appeals?

Summary: drunk ban appeals, what more can I say

Tw: Established relationship, cursing, alcohol

“ALRIGHT CHAT, we are doing “drunk” ban appeal today!” Pezzy introduced “Imma sip on this thing, and when it gets racist or-uh there’s any bigotry or like anything that’s like messed up. Like stuff like that; I'll take a shot of this.” Pezzy informed chat

“We do have 55 ban appeals, we do have a lot of them.” He moaned out, “We are going to start at the oldest one because these people have been waiting forever.”

“OOoh a snitch, yeah no deny, bye bitch.” Pezzy said starting with a loser chat.

“OP-ew, why would you make that joke? Was he referencing something? I feel like this person would have told us what he was referencing?” “Yeah no, bye.” Pezzy denied 

“OOO guys we have a __ ban. No, why was this person banned?” Pezzy asked looking deeper into the situation 

“Uh, __ are you here in chat? Or are you home?” Pezzy asked while his eyes shuffled through chat.

Mod2: Mod comment?

Mod1:OO this guy, was weird in Droids

userhub-2:Pezzy look at older messages from him! Wth

Mod3: Oo YEAH, old messages weirdage

__users: YEAH NO KEEP HIM BANNED PLS

“Babe there you are, yeah no keep him ban-” “Check mod comment, okay.” Pezzy started reading older messenger

“EW WHY ARE SAYING THAT TO __! YEAH BYE NOOPE!” Pezzy denied

“Wait, that's a shot. Ugh okay” Pezzy poured and took the shot like a champion. 

“Thanks babe, by the way you didn't answer me, are you home?’ Pezzy repeated

__users: almost, grabbing a slushie and some more alcohol for ya why?

“Chat, stop chatting for a second. I'm trying to read- almost- oo thanks to whoever pinned it.” Pezzy expressed his appreciation .

“Wanna join me when you get home?” Pezzy asked “Girl why is it taking forever for you to respond?”

__users: Uhh yeah, sorry had to think if i worked tomorrow morning 

__users:BOY i had to check my schedule also i was paying for our shit!

mod5:Tell em

userchat:Ooo pezzy gonna be in trob

“Chat behaves, I'm joking around with her; she knows this.” Pezzy scolded 

“Now, Moving onto the next stupid person.”

When you arrive, the atmosphere is chaotic and hilarious. Pezzy is in front of a computer with a shot glass in one hand and a bottle of soju in the other, trying to pour another shot because of a ban appeal being racist. “You should see these __! Half of these chatters are begging to be unbanned for the most stupid reasons!”

You lean over the keyboard, trying to focus on the screen, but Pezzy’s giggles are contagious. “Look at this one! ‘I was just testing my spam skills for fun!’ Who even says that?” 

You both dissolve into laughter, occasionally spilling a drink as you read through the increasingly absurd excuses. “Oh, this one’s even better,” you say, barely able to control your giggles. “‘I didn’t mean to spam; I thought it was a secret squad ritual!’” 

As the night goes on, the two of you descend deeper into silliness, sharing stories of all the ridiculous bans you’ve handed out. You start creating outrageous appeals for jokes, filling the screen with wild tirades about cat photos and conspiracy theories. “To unban me is to embrace the feline overlords!” Pezzy declares dramatically.

“Mew-sic to my ears,” you chime in, and the two of you erupt in a fit of laughter again. 

Time slips away as the ban appeals become an excuse for a ridiculous comedy show. You can hardly remember who you banned, and the lines between valid appeals and imaginative tales blur delightfully. 

By the time you look at the clock, its way past midnight, and you both realize you’ve completely failed at the task. But neither of you cares; the joy of laughing together over silly nonsense is far more rewarding than any ban appeal process.

Redeeming - Pezzy x F!Reader

Summary: Chat redeems Sly, but momma and sly are sleeping

TW: Established relationship, kisses, cursing,

*user_name158 redeem SLY for 200,000*

“Chat tod- nooo i don't want to get Sly.” Pezzy whined

“She’s napping with __. They fell asleep together on the couch. UGH!” "Do I really have to go wake them both?” Pezzy groaned knowing his girlfriend does not like being woken up from a nap.

“Okay, okay chat. I'll go get them both cause I know ___ won't let go of Sly.” Pezzy says getting up from his chair, walking out of his office. 

After a few minutes, Pezzy walks into his office empty handed and chat starts to pop off because he doesn't have sly.

“CHAT FUCKING CALM DOWN!” Pezzy screamed into his microphone

“My girlfriend is bringing her in, any second now. As I stated they both fell asleep. GIVE HER A MINUTE TO FULLY WAKE UP!” Pezzy yells at chat in a scolding tone. Pezzy turns around in his chair calling in his girlfriend to his room.

____ walks into his room looking tired and lost with sly in her hands. Sly is wagging her tail back and forth when ___ walks closer to Pezzy.

“Hi, chat.” ___ greets them sleepily, hiding a yawn behind Sly's fluff. 

“I hear you are wanting to see my little baby.” I say teasingly bouncing Sly up and down slightly

“Yes they do, now chat say"Thank you___” for waking up and bringing Sly in here especially the one guy who redeemed it.” Pezzy said demandingly 

“If they don't say thanks, ban him.” ___ say threateningly as a joke

*Dont worry ill make sure* - mod 

“I can't tell which mod that it is, but thank you!” ____ says gratefully

“Alright chat, I'm going back to bed, say goodbye to sly.” ___ says walking closer to Pezzy. She gives me a kiss on the head and walks away.

“Now, if someone redeems Sly again, refund the points. I am def not risking my life again.” Pezzy informs mods and chat while laughing and smiling.

Playing w/Fire - Pezzy x F!Reader

Summary: Taking Pezzy serious when he says something as a joke

TW: Established relationship, kissing, cursing, sexual not smut, female pronouns, lmk if i missed anything <3

“YEAH Pezz lets get this dickhead for killing us!” I screamed into the mic as my character was charging the undead boss in Sea of Thieves.

“T-Uh I thought you were going to say “Get that dick” and i was gonna be like “Fuck yeah, tonight?” Sorry.” Pezzy explained but at the end he started laughing, he started leaning his head on his mic, hiding his red face.

“BABY! BRUH! NOT ON YOUR STREAM!” I screamed in shock at him while my face started growing red as fire. I hit my hand on my desk and backed away. I got up from my desk heading to his office to confront him on stream/camera.

“Oh no, guys, I hear her walking to my office right now. Be prepared to clip, cause I don't know what she has in mind.” Pezzy comments to chat. 

I slam open the door and hear him gasp, I look at him with an innocent face and smirk growing. He is holding a hand over his heart pretending to be scared of me. He looks over at me with his chair fully turned to me, giving me his full attention.

“Hi baby, whatcha doing?” He questions me wearily

“Oh you know, doing what you said.” I said back to him like it was riddle

“What did I say?” Pezzy answers back with a question

“Getting dick tonight.” I stated bluntly, while walking over to him. I climbed onto his lap while turning us around so chat could see us.

*OOO pezzy is getting lucky tonight*

*OoOoo*

*GET SOME PEZZY*

*PEZZY HAS THAT RIZZ WITH HIS GF*

*should i leave? Shits getting spicy now*

“Hi Pezzy’s chat, as you know I’m ___, his girlfriend, now after what someone said. I think its time to shut off the stream.” I said like the plan was full in effect, while on his lap I felt something hitting my inner thigh.

“So I love you all, he will see you tomorrow, probably around this time. Not gonna lie to yall. Byeeeeee, Pezz shut off your stream.” I demanded, i watch as Pezzy puts his hand on the house and hover over the ‘End Stream’ button. Once he clicks it and we both triple check that the stream did really end. He picks me up, my hands behind his neck, legs wrapped around his waist, his hands on my ass. He starts walking out of his recording room, towards our bedroom.

“I can't believe you really came in on stream and did that.” Pezzy says surprised

“Whattt? I'm only doing as I was told” I shrugged as I started attacking his neck with kisses and giving him hickeys.

“Definitely show this off tomorrow on stream” i commented 

“Baby, stop, I have a group session tomorrow.” Pezzy whines, hiding his groans.

“Nope, you gotta make me stop.” I said kissing him on the lips.

“Oh you’re in trouble once I get your pretty ass to our bedroom.” He taunts me as I giggle, looking at him with full eye contact.

Fav snack?

Summary: Chat asked a question

TW: Established relationship, cursing

“Alright chat, I'll be back, I got to piss.” Pezzy delivered that statement, as he was getting up he was reading chat.

“Just curious, what is your favorite snack?” He reads

“Titties, most important detail is if they’re ____’s” Pezzy added while taking off his headphones

“Ill be right back.” Pezzy left the camera frame after that

___users: Why is this man always talking about my titties? Or most importantly me?

___users: IM NOT EVEN HOME CHAT! CALM DOWN I WOULD HV BEEN IN HIS OFFICE BY NOW

___users: Chat remember use code Pezzy, not clooless fuck the other guys pepalaugh. Give my man more money

“Chat why are you going wil-Oh nevermind, Hi ___!” Pezzy greeted me

“Noooo babe, I was def not talking about you. Also chat yall need to listen to __ more.” Pezzy agreed with my chat messages

___users: I'll be home in about an hour, you want food? Or nah?

‘You want food-? Oh yea! Imma text you what i want.” Pezzy said grabbing his phone “Chat find yourself a girlfriend or boyfriend like ___”

“Wait babe, did you turn off your focus?”Pezzy asked

__users: yee im driving so i have my phone read me your messages so i can respond.

__users:well im not driving now, SO CHAT STOP YELLING AT ME

__users:oka i got ya order, ill be home in less than 5

“Alrighty babe. CHAT STOP YELLNG AT HER!” Pezzy scolded them.

Cleared Crash - Pezzy x Biker!F!Reader

Summary: A midnight ride, will it ever go right?

TW: Angst (?), established relationship, bike ride gone bad, crying, hospitals, lmk if i missed anything <3

“Hey babe?” I popped my head into Pezzy’s office

“Hey I’m streaming what's up?” Pezzy informs while muting his mic

“Just wanted to let you know I’m going out for a night ride.” I told him while showing him my marron red helmet.

“Okay babe, try to be safe and ill put my phone on sound.” Pezzy says while unmuting his phone with a small flick.

“I’ll try but you know how it is.” I say closing his door walking to our garage, to Scarlette, my red bike.

I finished putting all of my gear on, put my riding gloves on and roared Scarlette to life with a turn of a key.

The moon hung low in the night sky, a silver pendant in a velvet tapestry. The air was crisp, with reddish orange leaves swirling in playful chaos around ____ as she revved the engine, the familiar roar sending adrenaline coursing through her veins.The world around her melted away, and all that remained was the throaty growl of her bike and the labyrinthine road ahead. Each ride felt like a daring dance with freedom, and tonight was no different.

Back across town, Pezzy was in the middle of his live stream, a charming blend of humor and gaming that had earned him a dedicated following. His viewers immediately tuned in, drawn to his infectious laughter and quirky commentary. Yet, as he glanced at the chat, he felt a tiny, creeping unease every time he saw ___’s empty seat beside him. She was his partner, his confidante, and he found a part of himself missing in her absence. 

As ____ navigated the winding roads, feeling the thrill of the wind against her skin, she was momentarily lost in thought—her mind drifting to Pezzy, his warm smile, and the way he always managed to bring light into the darkest corners of her day. In her heart, she felt a pang of guilt for leaving him behind as she embarked on her nightly adventures.

____ sliced through the night, a silhouette loomed suddenly—a car, with no lights on, darting from a side street, a ghost in the shadows. Time seemed to freeze for an agonizing moment as their eyes locked, panic sparking between them like a live wire. ____'s heart raced as she swerved, but it was too late. The impact was thunderous, a collision that sent her sprawling to the asphalt—pain erupting in a cascade of darkness.

Somewhere distant, a siren wailed in the night, merging with the shouts of onlookers and the crackle of concern that filled the air. The world blurred, and sensation dulled—fragments of reality drifted like autumn leaves caught in a storm. 

Back in his modest room, Pezzy suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine. He glanced at the door, feeling an unease gnawing at his gut, when his phone rang—a stranger's number flashing ominously. Heart pounding, he answered it, his voice thick with anxiety, “Hello?”

“Is this Pezzy?” The voice on the line was steady but grim. 

“Yeah, who is this?” His voice wavered, dread pooling inside him. 

“This is St. Mary’s Hospital. I’m afraid there’s been an accident involving your girlfriend, ____.”

Pezzy’s vision tunneled, the vibrant colors of his gaming world distorting into grays and blacks. “What happened?” he gasped, his throat tightening around the words.

“She was hit by a car while riding her motorcycle. She’s being treated now, but you should come to the hospital immediately.”

“Um okay chat, I GOT to  go like now. I will update y’all later but I dont know.” Pezzy said, without a moment's hesitation, he ended the stream, his mind racing as he fumbled for his keys.

The world around him blurred, the glow of the computer screen fading to an echo. He dropped the headset and bolted for the door, despair fueling every panicked breath. The streets raced by him in a blur, each passing car taunting him with a lingering fear that he couldn’t shake—the fear of losing ____, the spark in his life.

When Pezzy arrived, the hospital loomed like a giant sentinel, cold and unfeeling. The sterile smell of antiseptics overwhelmed him, but the fear lodged like a stone in his throat. His heart pounded against his ribcage as he navigated the sterile corridors, every step heavy with dread. He found himself standing before the emergency room doors, clutching his phone as if it were a talisman against the unknown.

“___ ____,” he gasped. The receptionist looked at him, concerned, flooding her eyes as she prepared to relay the news.

Moments dragged into eternity. At last, a doctor emerged, his expression a mask of professionalism laced with concern. “She’s stable but unconscious. We’re monitoring her injuries. You can see her, but only for a few minutes.”

As he stepped into the dimly lit room, Pezzy’s heart broke at the sight of Bella—pale and fragile among the tangle of wires and machines. He approached her bedside, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor grounding him like an anchor in a storm. ___ laid unconscious in the stark white room, her body bandaged and bruised, possibly broken. Pezzy could hardly recognize the vibrant woman he loved; it felt like viewing a ghost. The beeping of the monitors slowly turned into a dreadful rhythm, and the longer he stood there, the more he felt the weight of an impending darkness.

“_____,” he whispered, his voice quivering. “You have to fight. I need you… we need you.” Taking her hand, he soaked in the warmth of her fingers despite the chill of the room. Memories flooded through his mind—their adventures, the laughter that echoed through their lives, the long talks that stretched into the early hours. How could life be so cruel?

Hours passed like a quiet eternity, until finally, as dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight danced through the window painting the room a beautiful ombre. Pezzy’s mind raced through memories of them together—the way she laughed, how she always found the good in everything, and those quiet moments when they would sit together in comfortable silence. He clutched her hand tightly, fear and love intertwining in his chest. His eyes started melting like ice, the water just flowed down his face.

Then, breaking through the haze of despair, her eyes fluttered open. For a moment, ____ stared blankly at the unrecognized, sterile ceiling before her ____ gaze finally shifted to meet his eyes. Pezzy's breath hitched like it was stuck in this throat. He saw the flicker of recognition morph into relief, then love in her haze-y eyes. 

“____?” he breathed, hardly believing it, the warmth of hope igniting.

“_____,” he whispered repeatedly, tears brimming in his eyes.

“Hey, I’m right here. You’re safe,” he said, relief flooding his chest as he felt her fingers tighten around his hand.

“Pezzy?” Her voice was hoarse, fragile. A smile began to break through the fear; so delicate yet fierce. “What… happened?” ___ choked out. 

“You got into an accident, but you’re going to be okay. I promise.” He brushed a stray hair from her face, his heart aching with the depth of his feelings. “Let’s get through this together, alright?”

As her fingers tightened around his, she could feel the warmth spread through her, battling against the chill of fear that had crept in during her unconsciousness. In that hospital room, amidst the stark walls and low beeping machines, they silently vowed to each other to face whatever challenges lay ahead together.

Mezcal Sour - Droid X F!Reader

Summary: Jealousy and Alcohol mixed together can lead to something catastrophic or wil it be fortuitous?

TW: Alcohol, flirting(?), cursing, female pronouns, jealousy, bar/club atmosphere

*Hey ____ we are all headin to the club down the street in about 30-45 mins, if you want to come*

*who is all gonna be there*

*Me, Grizzy, Puffer, and yourrrr homeboy, you definitely dont like*

*oh STFU!*

*yes, ill come tho. Ill get ready in 30*

*cool see ya soon*

I threw my phone down to my right side and flopped back on my bed with a huff. I laid there for a few minutes trying to piece a cute outfit together in my head with the clothes I bought for the con. Once I finally figured out what I was going to wear and how I was gonna style it, I got to work. I dug through my messily packed suitcase, grabbed my makeup case, my hair products and headed to the bathroom. I hung my outfit on the back of the bathroom door on hangers to let the heat try to unwrinkle them as much as possible.

After getting my clothes settled I started unpacking my makeup bag and plugged in my hair crimper. Letting my crimper heat up, I get started on my makeup, basic as hell. I know I'm probably going to sweat it off if I do a full glam look. I reached with my right hand for my tinted moisture, and did two pumps in my left hand. Rubbing my hands together, trying to achieve an even amount of product in both hands, my hands separate stretching my hands to my face. I began to gloss the moisture all over my face, after rubbing it in completely I was letting it dry. 

I grabbed my black, one shoulder, black velvet textured material shirt and threw it on, so i didn't mess my hair or my “makeup” up. I then went on a seek and find hunt on the counter for my fluffy makeup brush and my Urban Decay nude palette. Once, both items were in my hand, I dipped my brush in the light tannish/brown color and painted my eyelid. Packed the corner of my eyelid with the most pigment then blending it out towards the inner corner of my eyelid, to give it an ombre effect. 

When both eyes are done I then grab my waterproof Fenty Beauty mascara and try to volumize these small and thin eyelashes.  My___ eyes raked over my face to see if my work was exceptional or needed more effect, I believed I looked good just needed clear lip gloss and my make up was finished. 

After applying the tube of Tik Tok shop brand lip gloss, my lips are extra kissable tonight, hopefully.  I turned around on my heel to snag my skinny black jeans off the hanger without breaking the cheap plastic. I walked out of the bathroom to my hotel bed to sit on the end, so i wouldn’t have to balance to put on my pants. Now, I got my pants up and went to my carry on which I had my shoes packed.

I did a double take/thoughton which shoes to wear but ultimately I went with my strappy, criss cross black heels with a gold accent on the bridge. This time I balanced myself with my right hand on the wall to put on my left heel and vice versa with the other heel. I tripled checked my outfit and gave myself a pep talk to get my confidence up. I'm thinking tonight might be the night I'm not a pussy. 

 *BEEP BEEP*

*im headin to your room, 222?

*yes, im almost ready, should be ready when you get here*

*just lettin ya know, that the guys are coming w/ me**

*damn, ugh okay.*

*NOW YOU HAVE ME EXTRA NERVOUS*

*HEY youll be okay, ill play along to see if we can get droid to confess to you ;)*

*now youre in the dog house, your buying me my first drink*

*fine fine, i can do that ;)*

I shook my head at his ridiculously confidence that Droid will confess to me. I ran over to my bag and grabbed my deodorant and perfume and applied where it matters, I NEED to smell good and not like sweat. 

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

I ran my hands over my outfit to get the sweat and nerves off of me, I let my confidence take over, so I am not a complete mess. I opened the door to see the guys all looking nice.

“Well hello gorgeous, let me walk you to your car.” Droid says with his arm out, I chuckle as I take his arm. Everyone chuckles at Droid playing a gentleman back in the days.

“Good sir, you are aware that we are walking to a club, definitely not driving.” I go with the bit but still keep it real.

“Oh well- I-Erm- Let me walk you to your destination good lady.” Droid stumbles through his sentence, ending it with laughter but still having arms linked together.

We are walking to the elevator with small talk going on throughout the groups, I’m keeping quiet, I look over to Pezzy and he just winks at me. I wink back as he raises an eyebrow at me, Droid catches on to us being silly.

“Wait- What's going on here? Is my fair maiden cheating on me? With a lonely scum?” Droid acts offended at us play flirting

“No, No my good sir. I could never lay my eyes on a lonely scum. My eyes only work for you.” I responded with his humor.

“Ugh, how dare you do this to me?!” Droid keeps the joke going, letting go of my arm pretending to be offended.

I walk out of the elevator laughing and shaking my head. Pezzy catches up to me, since I was the first one off the elevator. Droid, Puffer, and Grizzy are all in their own conversation walking behind us, leaving Pezzy and I to talk about my hopeless crush.

The pulsating bass thumped through the dimly lit nightclub, a hypnotic rhythm that engulfed the crowd. Strobe lights danced across the room, creating a dizzying kaleidoscope of color. Laughter mingled with the music, the sounds faded into a dull roar for me. I leaned against the bar, nursing her drink while casting furtive glances towards Droid.

He was surrounded by a trio of girls, their laughter ringing like chimes against the booming bass. Each of them leaned in closer, their voices rising in pitch, a chorus of flirty teasing that made my blood simmer. One girl, a tall blonde with sparkling blue eyes, tossed her hair back and laughed a little too loudly, her hand brushing against Droid’s arm. I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as I watched him smile, his head thrown back in genuine amusement. 

My grip on my glass tightened as I forced herself to take a deep breath. 

"It's just harmless fun," I told myself, but the whisper of doubt crept in. Was it really just fun? The way they leaned in, the playful nudges, the seemingly endless flow of laughter? Each giggle felt like a tiny dagger, and the more I watched, the tighter the knot in my stomach twisted. Did I really have the confidence to confess anymore?

I turned my gaze to the floor, where clusters of people danced with abandon, illuminated by a flurry of colorful lights. But even in that moment, the joy around me felt hollow. I took a sip of my drink, letting the icy burn of the alcohol sting my throat. I just want to shake off the feeling, to enjoy the night, but every time I glanced back at Droid, my heart plummeted further into the void. 

“Hey, you okay?” Pezzy slid up beside me, concern etched across his face. 

I forced a smile, masking my insecurities. “Yeah, just... soaking it all in,” I replied, my voice lacking its usual spark of light. 

Pezzy followed my line of sight. The trio of girls was still clustered around Droid, their voices overlapping in a playful symphony that made my chest tight. 

“I mean, it’s just a night out, right? He’s not going anywhere,” I asked, reaching down into myself for reassurance. Pezzy squeezed my shoulder, knowing Droid, he shook his head yes.

“You know you’re the one he wants to be with,” Pezzy said, a mix of encouragement and irritation in her voice. “Why would he waste his time with them?”

I wish I knew that Pezzy was right. I thought Droid and I had something real, something special—yet watching him shine under those girls’ attention felt like stumbling under a spotlight that I couldn’t escape. Each shared laugh felt like another inch of emotional space carved between us.

Finally, gathering myself resolve, I pushed away from the bar. “I’m going to go talk to him, and possibly put our plan into action.” I declared, trying to inject confidence into my words, even if it felt forced. Pezzy raised an eyebrow, his expression cautious but supportive. Using the fake enhanced confidence that the alcohol gave me, I strut my way to them.

As I neared the group, my heart raced, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I could hear them clearly now—each flirty comment, each teasing remark pierced me. But I refused to be sidelined on my own crush.

“Hey, handsome!” I called out, forcing a smile that was perfectly poised between casual and confrontational. Droid turned, his face lighting up with surprise that quickly melted into warmth. The girls paused, their chatter dwindling as they sized me up with easy curiosity. 

“Hey, ____!" Droid's voice was inviting, and despite the tension, Ifelt a small flicker of relief. 

I sidled up next to him, my hand settling possessively on his arm. “I thought I’d come check on you,” I said, my voice casual, though my heart raced. The trio exchanged glances, the atmosphere thickening as they silently gauged the shift.

Droid grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Good timing! We were just talking about the wildest things we’ve seen in the club.” 

I smiled back, tightening my grip. “Oh, I hope I’m not missing out on any crazy stories. Need someone to help filter through the nonsense?” 

The girls exchanged a look, and I could feel the tension palpably shift. Just like that, I stepped into the spotlight—but this time, I wasn't leaving it vacant.

As the strobe lights flickered like fireflies caught in a jar, I felt the energy in the air shift. The laughter of the trio of girls dulled, replaced by a charged silence that hung between them. I stood shoulder to shoulder with Droid, my heart pounding, not just from the music, but from the surge of confidence coursing through me.

The blonde girl, who had been the most animated of the group, arched an eyebrow, her smile faltering for a moment. “Oh, we were just having a little fun,” she said, her tone light but with an undercurrent that hinted at challenge.

“Fun’s good,” I replied, her voice steady and laced with playful defiance. “But I think Droid’s got the best stories. Right, handsome?”

Droid turned to me, his expression softening, and I could see the flicker of appreciation in his eyes. “Yeah, you know it,” he said, a grin breaking free as he leaned closer to I, his body language shifting to indicate that I was his priority. 

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. The girls were evaluating the situation, their playful banter fading as they processed the unspoken challenge I had thrown into the mix. “So what’s the wildest thing you’ve seen tonight?” I prompted, my tone teasing as I addressed the girls, confident in my role as the center of Droid’s universe.

“Oh, you know, just the usual. People dancing on tables, a few questionable outfits,” one of the girls chimed in, her tone shifting to a more inclusive one. “But I think the best part is when someone tries to ride the bull over there.” She gestured toward a group of people erupting in laughter as someone dramatically fell to the floor, arms flailing.

I laughed, the tension between them beginning to dissipate. “Now that sounds like something we need to get on. Don’t you think, Droid?” She turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Absolutely!” Droid replied, his enthusiasm infectious. “I’m always down for something new.”

“Count me in!” I said, feeling a surge of exhilaration as I extended my hand to Droid. He took it without hesitation, and together we moved toward the dance floor, the pulsating bass thudding in time with their racing hearts.

The girls trailed behind, their earlier bravado diminished as I and Droid lined up for the fake bull riding. The club was doing a special, where before you “start” riding the bull you can take 1 or 2 shots of liquor being poured into your mouth by one of the bartenders. We walked right up where we could put our names, Droid wrote his name down first but I was distracted with the gorgeous bartender in front of me.

“Hey-um- oh- Lisa, I have a weird request, I used to be a bartender. Is there any way I could pour his shot or two in his mouth? I will even pay extra if needed.” I questioned with persuasiveness, since I had my confidence up might as well do stupid shit.

“Ooo, let me ask my manager, Ronnie, real quick. Be right back, love.” Lisa states walking to the bar calling out to Ronnie. 

I turned on my heel looking for the guys, who were all gathered up on the left side of the fence of the bull keeping drunk people out. I strutted my way up to my group of the guys, Pezzy turned his head over his shoulder to look at me. The confusion on his face quickly turned into a devious smirk, he wink at me. Pezzy opened his arm to me, I quickly fell into place under his arm. 

“What did you ask, little demon?” Pezzy entertained my plan

“I can possibly give the droid a shot, once he gets on the bull,” I got on my tippy-toes to whisper in his ear, wanting to make sure he heard me over the music.

“Hey, now don't leave me out. What's going on?” Puffer sauntered over to us seeing us scheming together.

“I MIGHT be able to give Droid his shot before he rides the bull.” I explained to Puffer, typing my glass towards Grizzy and Droid deep in their own conversation. 

“Oh- There you are, love.” I heard someone say behind me, I let go of Pezzy and spun on my heels. I saw Lisa with a guy. Hopefully it's Ronnie with good/fun news.

“Hi, I’m Ronnie, the manager. I heard you are wanting to give a guy a shot before he gets on the bull, is that right?” He contemplated the plan, his tone giving it away. 

“Yes, I’m ____. I used to be a bartender for 4 years, I believe 5 years ago.” I greeted Ronnie, trying to persuade him into letting me do it. 

“Okay, good. Yeah, I’m down letting you do it, just know no heels on the inflatable or on the bull.” Ronnie informed me while pointing to my shoes.

“Ah, completely understandable, sir. Is it okay if I take my heels off and do it barefoot?” I try to compromise with him. 

“Sounds good to me, Lisa and Hannah are in charge of the bull at the moment so they will oversee you giving your guy the shot.” Ronnie informed me, we shook hands and he dispersed back to the bar. I giggled doing baby jumps in my heels.

“Give us like less than 5 minutes, love, and will call him next.” Lisa informed me with her left hand on my shoulder, walking away to the podium of the sign up sheet.

They get him on the bull, while explaining the rules and how to ride the bull, so you don't completely fly off the bull. As they finish explaining the rules, It looks like Hannah lets him go in a couple of circles to get him going. That's when Lisa comes over with a bottle of Tito’s with a smile and hand gestures to me, to follow her and hurry up.

“Alrighty girl, make sure to take off your heels, when you get up to bull; the head is going to be angled down, so you can hop on there with your knees. Try to use the inflatable barrier as a trampoline to bounce your way up on it. Then, you are going to stand up and push him, however you can or want to, into a laying down position and then pour the shot in his mouth. Sounds good?” Lisa talked me through the plan on how they do it here, as I was undoing my heels. I discarded them at the entrance of the padded inflatable. 

“Go get him girly.” Lisa encouraged me as I entered the zone of the bull. I turned my head over my shoulder to her and gave her a smile and wink of appreciation.

“What? ___ what are you doing?” Droid asked me with his eyebrows furrowed at me

I walked up to the bull remembering what Lisa said, I bounced my body onto the bull. Droid had his hand out to me, trying to help me up on the bull.  I landed on the bulls neck with my knees, and Droid kept both of his arms open making sure I didn't fall while I tried to stand up. I positioned my right hand on his left shoulder, so I balanced myself enough not to fall on my face. Then, I parked my right barefoot on his chest pushing him back all the way. Motioning my hand all the back on the bull. He is finally in position, relaxed with his mouth opened.

“Okayyy then __.” Droid said, making me smirk and my heart race, as if it was a jump set being played. 

I started pouring Tito’s and counting to four, while locking our eyes together; I winked at him with a sultry look. 

“OH SHIT. AW SHIT MAN!” “OOOO” “GET EM ___!” I heard the guys screaming on the top of their lungs, over the music. 

I stopped pouring the alcohol in Droid mouth, I jumped off the bull handing the bottle over to Hannah. I walked out of the landing zone, and picked my shoes up til I got away from the entrance. I walked over to Pezzy, Puffer, and Grizzy where I was ready for the onslaught of questions from them. 

“So how was being dominant for your first time?” Puffer asked right out of the blue, bluntly. I giggled and shook my head, trying to put my heels on. 

“When did you get the idea for this, __?” Grizzy asked

“Earlier today, when we were all walking to the bar, Pezzy informed me of it.” I told them shrugging my shoulders.  I looked round through my hair as I was hunched over tying my right heel up, I was watching Droid walk up the group. He was on a mission to get his hands on me, I can tell. 

“My lady, let me help you. You are looking like Cinderella, with your missing heel.” Droid jokes around with me, he walked up to me and kneeled down on his right knee. 

He picks up my left heel, separating the laces not getting them tangled up even more which was even more impressive. He then clasped his hand around my left ankle to lift my foot up to his knee where my heel(shoe) was resting. My foot was in the heel, as he was perfectly criss crossing the laces in an even manner, mirroring my right foot.

“Well Droid, look at you taking care of our own little Cinderella.”Grizzy jokes around, making the guys laugh and me hiding my face turn red. 

“Let me steal ___ for a minute.” Droid said, putting my foot back down on the ground. He stood up,  outstretching his hand for me to take. 

He led us out the dance floor while the music was playing, he took the lead of the dance. Our chemistry is undeniable. The strobe lights illuminated their movements, casting us in shades of electric blue and hot pink, as laughter and music swirled around us.

As the dance took off, it was a playful chaos of flailing limbs and exaggerated moves. The crowd cheered, and I found myself lost in the moment, the earlier insecurities fading into the backdrop of the vibrant nightclub. I stole glances at Droid, who was in his element, and I felt a warmth blooming in my chest.

As the music swelled and the crowd erupted in cheers, I caught Droid’s eye. We exchanged a look, one that said more than words ever could. It was a silent promise, a reassurance that we were in this together, and that nothing could shake the foundation we are going to build together. 

The night wore on, the bass thumping like a heartbeat, and for the first time, I felt truly free, dancing not just to the music, but to the rhythm of my own confidence.

Deep in Your- Pezzy x F!Reader

Summary: Out of context clip from chat- Link at the bottom of the short story

TW: female pronouns, established relationship, cursing, use of "orgasm" word, use of "Fat girl moments" if i missed anything lmk <3

“Guys, if you didn't know already my girlfriend is a big back.” Pezzy commented

“HEY! Now, there is nothing wrong with eating good food. I work it off in the gym with Grizzy and my job has a lot of stairs I gotta climb.” I snapped back at him with my arms crossed with a pouty lip as he laughed at me being slightly offended

“Baby, I know, I know.” Pezzy tried to console me as I was pouting beside him.

“Mhm sure anyway chat, the people in texas, have y’all tried the new- um, oh god what was it called? The new dish at Potente, anyway I don't remember what it was called.” I stumbled through my memory of the name.

“It was a big ass bowl of pasta. Hold up, let me look at the picture, yes chat, I took a picture of their menu.” I said while giving the camera a side eye, answering a question that was probably gonna get asked. 

“See guys, this is what I mean!” Pezzy pointed out

I held up my left pointer finger to his lips to shush him, calling me out for doing fat girl moments, like Grizzy fat moments. I kept scrolling while Pezzy kept talking to chat, until I found my picture of the menu. 

“OH, I found it! The dish is called AGNOLOTTI. It is made with jumbo lump blue crab, fire roasted artichoke, fennel bulb and vermentino bianco.” I exclaimed happily to Pezzy and chat.

“Peeps, when I tell you this dish was so good that I ordered two, I’m not fucking joking. It was like an orgasm in my mouth and deep in my stomach.” I explained to chat since Pezzy knew I brought leftovers home when I got back.

“Guys do you like it deep up in your stomach?” Pezzy blurted out his questions without hesitation. Once he realized what he said out loud, his smile started growing like the Grinch's heart. He started laughing and leaning to the right laying his head on his desk while I looked at him as if he was crazy. I chuckled, shaking my head, with him but kept looking at the menu picture wanting to go back. 

I manhandled the mic over to my side of the desk and looked directly into the camera, as Pezzy was still laughing his head off.

“Yes, baby I love it deep in my stomach.” I answered his question. I changed my gaze towards Pezzy and he was slightly shocked. When his brain clicked, I took the mic, he snatched it back. After he got his microphone situated, he looked at me as if I had two heads with what I said. I shrugged my shoulders wearing an innocent look on my face.

“Babe, you didn't have to announce that in front of- wait how many people do i have in this stream?” Pezzy questioned, scrambling to see how many viewers he has.

“BABE! There’s over three thousand people here!” he yelled at me but in shock

“No one needs to know our sex life.” He commented to me

“Who said anything about our sex life?” I questioned innocently

“I was talking about the food from the restaurant being all in my guts.” I said in a funny voice, wiggling my eyebrows. 

“Oh my god, you're unbelievable.” he shook his head.

“I love you babe.” I leaned over to his right ear and kissed his cheek.

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Oblivious Friends - Grizzy X Reader/ Clooless Pod X Reader

Summary: Unknown relationships can happen right underneather your nose, but are you really that sneaky?

TW: Cursing, podcasting, established relationship, online persona known as raye. if i missed anything lmk

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*Hey, anyway that you're free for like 3 hours, in like 30 or less minutes sweetheart? *

*I think it’s your lucky day cuz I just need to put up my groceries*

*Why what’s up, love? *

*Our special guest backed out due to some travel complications, and we said to our audience that it’s someone “famous” ….*

*HAhaha, ofc let me put if my cold items and I’ll be over*

*wait, to puff's house, right? *

*Yes honey, do I need to resend his address?*

*nope! I got it in our previous messages!*

*i'll see you in 30ish minutes love*

I finished organizing my fridge and freezer groceries, grabbed one of my bottles of gamer supps that I stole from the Grizzly bear. Slipped on my white off brand converse with my keys in hand, off to my new adventures for guys.

After zooming in and around traffic for 15 minutes I arrived at BigPuffers house. I texted my lover that I am here and not wanting to cause a big scene. 

*Hey babes, I’m here. Just wanted to let you know it me at the door so tell Puffer not to pull a gun on me again please LMAO*

I got out of my car, door shut and locked it so no one would steal it. I was fixing my outfit as I was walking towards the front door. I did a mentally checked that I had everything I needed, keys, purse, drink, phone and gum. I knocked on the door, patiently waiting for someone to answer. I heard the top lock unlock, when the door opened it was my lover. When he invited me into BigPuffers house, I put my purse on the entry side table by the door. I turned around and reached my arms up so he would give me a hug. He responded with a small chuckle and wrapped his muscle arms around my waist.

“Don't you look gorgeous as always babe.” he whispered into my ear with a small peck on the side of my head, as he was pulling away from me

“Trust me babe, the laid-back look is for you.” I whispered back while biting my lip and wink from my left eye. He shook his head like it was unbelievable. 

“Come on, let's get you to the podcast room.” Grizzy said taking my elbow since my hands were full of my stuff.

“Hi Megan, I know you're somewhere in the house, gorgeous!” I shouted into the house not seeing her anywhere.

“Hi ___! Good Luck on the podcast with those fools!” I heard Megan respond back to me. I laughed at her. 

We were walking back to the “spare” room, which was turned into the Clooless podcast room. Grizzy's hand was slipping from my elbow to my back, down to my butt and he got himself a handful before we were in front of the guys. I shook my head that he was so confident in private just not in front of the guys. Grizzy entered the room before me due to him taking the lead to open the door for me.

“Guess who I convinced to join us at the last minute?” Grizzy asked the boys. 

“Uhh-erm-I don't know.” I heard from Pezzy, Droid, and Puffer.

I jumped into the room with my arms out like a kid surprising his best friend after not seeing them forever.

“Raye!”“___!”“___!” The boys all hopped up to greet me or give me a hug. 

After giving hugs out and briefly catching up on life after it being a couple of months of seeing them. The last time I saw them was the day after Puffer moved into his new house. I was helping Megan unpack and sort everything out so we could have a girl talk but still getting her stuff put up. They all sat down in the respected spot, camera already rolling, I was looking at them waiting for them to tell me where I was going to sit.

“Here ___, take this pillow so you can either sit on the floor comfortably or sit in between Pezzy and Droid.” Puffer said while handing me a fluffy black pillow.

“Alrighty, I'll probably switch in between the couch and the floor.” I informed the boys on the couch giving them a heads up. 

I sat my cup on the table in front of Pezzy, putting the pillow on the floor but sat on the couch so I can start the podcast off comfy. 

“Dude that cup goes; wait that cup goes hard.” Grizzy exclaimed

“What? Wait, that one?” Pezzy pointed at my cup.

“The manga panels?” Droid questioned while looking at it.

“Yeah we talked about that one.” Pezzy said stating the obvious

“Yeah that one makes me hard.” Droid jokes

Grizzy stares down at Pezzy, while his right hand is doing the “gimme gimme” motion, till Pezzy hands him my Gamer Supps black and white cup.

“Alright, okay there you go man.” Pezzy carefully handed him the cup. Everyone laughs with each other with how Grizzy is acting.

“Be careful with my cup now, I didn't bring extra flavors with me.” I stated to Grizzy

“He’s like a little kid, ‘let me see it’.” Pezzy mocks Grizzy

“I don't know how to react to that.” Puffer states, as Pezzy and Droid laughs

“Grizzy, you know that I stole that cup from you, right?” I asked 

“Wait how’d you steal it?” Puffer asked, I responded with a smile and wink. Grizzy didn't see that due to him twirling the cup around to see all the panels.

“WHAT? Why didn't I know this was missing?!” Grizzy questioned like I just took away his favorite toy as he is still examining the cup. I shrug my shoulders while taking my cup back so I can get a drink. I sat down on the pillow due to me being a bit squashed between the guys. 

“Bruh, that is hard.” Grizzy says while mesmerized by the cup, mostly the booba’s that are on it.

“Nothing, it's just a very cool cup.” Droid comments

“Yeah, why do you think I stole it?” I questioned the group with a smile on my face, flipping the cap close while looking at Grizzy with a slight mischievous look. 

“That's the, uh, the collection of the, like their whole waifu drop or whatever.” Puffer educates us on Gamer Supp.

“Yeah, that was like their season seven and they like put it all one” Pezzy says looking a me on the floor

“Every content creator or is it just random?” Droid asked wanting to learn more

“Huh, didn’t think of that.” I said while handing it back to Grizzy cause he wanted to look at the cup again.

“No, their own waifu.” Pezzy answered looking back at me but i was looking at Droid

“Oh, so people should use code Cloo at checkout,” Grizzy plugged as I made finger guns towards the camera

“Code Cloo or link in the description.” Droid echoed 

“I like that, I like that, no gonna lie to you man.” Grizzy agreed with Droid

“Oh my god, we can NOT start the episodes like this.” Puffer moaned

“We can't just start plugging.” Pezzy nonchalantly, I mouthed to the camera to use code Cloo or Griz at checkout with a wink. I started laughing to myself

“Yeah, we can. Take your own Cloo.” Grizzy and Droid said as Pezzy laughed and puffer shaking his head.

“Ayo we just bought a house, Code Cloo.’ Droid informed the camera pointing to himself and Grizzy.

“Now can I please have my cup back?” I groaned

“Help, help.” Grizzy mocked droid begging for money

“Was that a good intro?” Droid questioned Puffer

“It was a good intro but guys, a special guest is here!” Puffer exclaimed

“Yeah, guys I'm here!” i sang while putting my hands on my chin smiling big

“This isn't totally last minutes at all,” Droid sang back while i turned my head to face him with a frown

“Come on Droid I know you're happy to see me.” I sarcastically said while throwing my arms around him giving him a second hug.

Droid starts full body laughing with me basically in his lap, as he wrapped his arms around me to return the hug. Once I got situated back to my spot in between the boys, I looked over at Grizzy who was tight lipped smiling. I knew he was mad or jealous, but it was his idea that we had to hide our relationship from the guys and fans. I gave him a quick questionary look, as he looked at his wrist to signal that we will talk about it later, hopefully after the podcast. 

“Alright alright hands off me woman.” Droid jesters with me for the camera

“Yo, what's up? Welcome back to the Clooless podcast, Episode 6. We are on 6 right? Anyway, we are here with, of course, our special guest, Raye.” Droid finally does the intro

“Yeah, yes I couldn't remember how to count in Spanish.” Grizzly struggled to figure out as Pezzy was counting to six in Spanish on his fingers.

“See he is bilingual; he is my dawg.” Droid said to Puffer

“I am disappointed.” Puffer commented

“Count to 10 in Spanish” Pezzy demanded of Puffer

“How do you say 11 in Spanish? Grizzy

“Uhhh- that's a good question.” Droid responded sounding lost, Pezzy threw his head back laughing and Grizzy started to wheeze.

“Once,” I answered, since Droid didn't know. (eleven)

“I could kiss you, right now. Don't play with me Raye. You know Spanish?” Droid played flirted with me

“Sí, sé hablar español. Aprendí el idioma desde que era un bebé.” I replied to Droid in Spanish. (Yes, I know how to speak Spanish. I learned the language since I was a baby)

“WHAaatt?!” All the guys seemed to gaspingly yell in unison. 

“What? I know English, French and Spanish.” I informed the guys, I was slightly shocked and hurt that Grizzy didn't remember that. 

“See now rewind back, I cannot count 11 - 19 in Spanish, but 20s and up, I can” Droid tried to defend himself. Seems like he caught on to my disappointed reaction and was trying to take the heat off of me. 

“You add an extra at the end of it, right?” Puffer asked

“Exactly its veintiuno, veintidos. Thats 20s, now 11-19 fuck all.” Droid counted (21.22)

“I don't remember at all.” Grizzy said while shaking his head

“Droid you better stop now, you got that Spanish rizz going for ya. You're making Grizzy fluster.” I joked around with Droid, while leaning on Pezzy a bit. 

As I was finally a little comfortable, I looked at Puffer and winked, he started laughing and shaking his head. I heard a weird noise, so I flicked my head around to look at Grizzy and I could see him clenching his pants in his fist. Since Pezzy let me lean on him for a while as he was trying to figure out how to count 11 - 19 in Spanish;  he thought he figured it out he sat straight up and asked Droid. Which led to me sliding off the couch to sit back down on the floor, where my butt pillow sat for my “assigned” spot. I looked at Grizzy when I was sitting, and he had an apprehensive look on his face to see I was finally away from the guys. 

Later on down the night, we wrap up the podcast with one last thought or topic on Puffer's brain.

“Wait, Raye, how do you know Grizzy?” Puffer asked

“Grizzy and I met through our connection of music. As some people know me from singing, Grizzy actually made one of the beats to one of my top 10 songs.” I explained while smiling and looking at him.

“Also, it has turned out to be one of my personal favorite songs too!” i exclaimed with giddiness 

“Yeah, we met through one of her producers that I knew and bam we met irl, and we clicked from then on and kept in contact.” Grizzy added onto the story while looking around in the room but ended up staring back at me.

“To add on to our story, we have actually been dating for a couple months now too.” Grizzy revealed.

“I FUCKING KNEW SOMETHING WAS GOING ON!” Puffer yelled while getting up like if the Dallas Cowboys scored a touchdown. I was full of shock that Grizzy decided to go public and started belly laughing at puffer's reaction. I was happy the cat was finally out of the bag, no more hiding.

I got out of my criss-cross applesauce position on the floor and walked over and sat on Grizzy’s lap, like I was claiming my area if I were an animal. I gave him a quick peck on the lips and snuggled into his side

“Alright let's wrap it up now!” Puffer says walking back into the camera frame

“We wanna say Q&A?” Puffer ask Droid and Pezzy

“Sure” “Oh yeah” Droid and Pezzy acknowledged

“So next episode we want to do a Q&A, leave a comment below of a question you might have, that you want to ask us. Could be something that you're curious about that you heard on the podcast, and you're like can you explain this more? Tell us more about it? UH just leave it below in the YouTube comments or Spotify comments, um, Apple comments." Puffer explained to the camera for the audience/fans.

“All of the above.” Droid expanded on Puffer explanation

“While you are there, rate the podcast 5 stars!” I yelled and pointed my finger at the camera

“Also, I better not see or hear any questions about our super personal life.” i said threatening the fans

“Yes, baby we know. I won't answer anything ridiculous, you know this.” Grizzy said to calm me down as his arms squeezed around my hips, possessively.

“Alright guys, use Code Cloo.”” Stay Clooless” “Save money” “10% OFF AT CHECKOUT”

Okay okay, I’m not 100% sure if your taking requests but hear me out. Secretly dating Grizzy, reader gets asked onto clooless last second because the original guest dropped out, sharing cute fluffy with Grizzy while tryna keep things on the down low but eventually the boys pick up on it

Ooooo! Yes! I love this idea!! If you have any ideas to add to it please message me! I’ll have it out by Friday/Saturday 💕

I have a request for the Clooless guys

Could it be the Clooless guys meeting the reader in person for the first time at a like at a mall or a fair. The twist is the reader has never shown their face so they don’t know what they look like. So the reader decides to have fun with them. Following them around and sending the guys photos of them in a group chat. This is flustering them because clearly the reader can see them but they can’t find them. Eventually they walk up to the group pretending to be a fan wanting a photo, they get it, then send it to the group chat ending their little game. The reader apologizes offers to pay for a meal and some drinks as an apology and they all have a fun night.

I hope your having a good day or night

Fairly Clueless - Clooless/Pezzy x reader

Summary: Faceless reader/youtuber plays mind games with the guys

TW: cursing, lmk if I missed anything <3

As I was leisurely walking up to the ticket stand, I grabbed my season pass out of my small black purse that was slung over my left shoulder. The girl saw my pass and let me walk through without a word, which made me quite paranoid. I kept my head on a swivel making sure no one is recording or recognizing me. My hair was flowing down my shoulders, ending at the bottom of my back. 

I kept walking around the vendor section looking for a certain small trinket, to add to my collection of weird little things. My eyes spotted a copper witch broom besom on a skull, as I was about to grab it another hand snagged it up. My eyes trailed their arm up to their face, my eyes widened and I backed up slowly, it was Droids as in ElasticDroid. My eyes wandered around the open area and saw the guys trying to meet up with Droid. 

I played it cool and kept looking around at the vendors table, I was listening into the guys conversation. 

“Droid, we finally found you. Why do you keep moving while we are trying to meet up with you man?” Puffer asked, annoyed .

“Dude, I’m sorry but look what I found! Isn’t it cool, like um uh ____ would have?” Droid questioned excitedly.

“It’s slightly creepy, not gonna lie. But it does seem like ____ would have that on her shelf.” Grizzy responded wearily, he kept his eyes on it.

“Droid, are you buying that for her?” Pezzy asked.

“Duh, of course I am. Why else would I have it in my hand?” Droid snarked back at Pezzy, the guys laughed together. 

I sneakily walked away from the group, I had a master plan forming in my head. I took out my phone to make it look like I was trying to take a picture of the surrounding venue, but really I was taking a picture of the guys.  They were laughing at Droid, as he took out his wallet to pay for my “surprise” new trinket. I opened Discord to send a text. 

*PICTURE*

{You guys look like you are having at that vendor's table ;)}

Before I sent that non-cryptic message, I started walking away, so they wouldn’t see me being suspicious. 

Droid

{Uh what?} 

Pezzy 

{when did you decide to move to Texas, WHAT?!}

Puffer

{Definitely not creepy at all ____}

Grizzy

{Nah this is why I stay home, ____)

{whattttt noooo, definitely not creepy Puffer. <3)

{I always lived in Texas Pezzy}

{love you droid *mwah*}

{Grizzy shush, you love meee}

Droid 

{_____ where are you?}

Grizzy

{yeah, let’s meet up}

Puffer

{Nah, we hate woman lol}

Pezzy

{true fuck woman LMAO}

{I’m really feeling the love guys}

{maybe we will meet up after I do some browsing, and looking at the animals *mwah*}

I put my phone away in my purse and pulled some cash out and stuffed the bills in my pocket. I walked to wing 3B, where they kept the animals. I found a table where you can buy a bucket of food for the fur babies, after my transaction I marched my way through people with a purpose to feed the babies. I reached my first destination of a pen with a momma goat feeding her kids, I tiptoed over to her, grabbed a handful of feed and stretched my arm over the chicken wire fence to have my hand right there in front of her face. Momma goat finally relaxed when she realized I wasn’t here to harm, but to help her take care of her and the babies, she ate right out of my left hand. 

After the goat finished eating I moved onto the other animals, while walking around I spotted the guys again and snapped a quick picture once I got my phone out of my purse. 

*PICTURE*

{Hmmm, you guys must be Clooless} 

{hehhe}

Puffer

{Hahah I see what you did there}

Grizzy

{Reallll funnny}

Pezzy

{*face palm*}

Droid

{ahaha what?} 

{cmon on droid keep up with me}

I put my phone up in one of my pockets in my bottoms. Walking away from the scene to the next animals, llamas. As I was feeding one of the dark caramel colored llamas, I heard a set of footsteps walk up to me. I spun on my heel being face to face with Pezzy, I saw Puffer slowly walking to Pezzy. 

“Yes? How can I help you?” I asked politely, trying not to be suspicious.

“I just wanted to say that my friends but mostly me, think you are really beautiful. Is there any way I can get your number?” Pezzy answered my question with another question. I shifted on the soles of my feet, thinking about it. *they don’t have my number, so might as well give it to them and fuck around with Pezzy later*

“Um yeah sure, do you want to write it down or type it into your phone?” I agreed 

“Oh yeah, my bad.” Pezzy fumbled to get his phone out of his left pocket. He opened his message app and I quickly typed my number in with a contact name of ____.

“Text me later okay?” I suggested with a smile and wave goodbye

“Will do, _____.” Pezzy smiled and walked off 

I was giggling with a small jiggle in my body as I walked to different sections. My brain is reeking with excitement and ideas of how to fully fuck with them and reveal myself to them at the same time. After feeding and visiting all the animals and seeing all the children light up with smiles, I took myself outside to go explore the fair games set up. 

When I arrived at the games, the boys minus Pezzy were standing around with a drink in their hands laughing and picking on each other. I walked shyly up to them acting like I was a fan wanting a picture or a hug.

“I’m so sorry to disturb y’all but is there any way I can take a picture with y’all or at least a hug?” I asked with my cheeks turning a bit pink. 

“Oh my god, yes. C’mon Grizzy take the photo.” Droid said excitedly and set his bag on the ground. I handed my phone to Grizzy, then all of us got in frame, made a funny face and clicked! Photo success!

“If you want, Pezzy should be back any minute if you want one with him.” Grizzy suggested while Puffer was giving me a hawk eye like he was trying to figure me out.

“I would love to, but I have to start heading home. Thank you again, y’all stay safe.” I wish them luck and hopefully I don’t get caught just yet. 

I walked back to my car, unlocked the driver side and slid onto the seat. I took a deep breath to calm my heart rate, my heart feels like it is beating out of my chest. Once my keys were in the ignition and my phone hooked up to my bluetooth stereo, I opened the groupchat to reveal my “prank” on the guys. 

*PICTURE*

{it was nice meeting you guys <3}

Grizzy

{nah, no way you playing?!}

Puffer 

{I TOLD YOU GUYS SHE WAS SUS}

Droid 

{WHAT?! I WAS PLAYED WITH BEFORE I WAS TAKEN TO DINNER}

{I CANT BELIEVE THIS BULLLL SHIT}

Pezzy

{....____?}

{Hi guyssss, I hope you all aren't too mad?}

{I was nervous, don't fully expect me to have face cam on now lol}

{yes, pezz?}

Puffer

{Pezzy you really sought after her didnt you?}

Pezzy

{I DIDNT KNOW ON GOD PUFFER}

Droid

{Now you lost me and grizz}

{we are starting at eachother like 2 big idiots}

Puffer

{you know how pezzy surprisingly got a girls number}

Pezzy

{SHUT UP PUFFER}

Grizzy

{OMG YOU ASKED ____ AND DINT KNOW IT WAS HER!?!?}

Droid

{Pezzy just has that aura mannn}

{well i wasnt gonnnaa say anything…}

{I DIDNT want to put him on the spot like that, cmon puff}

Puffer

{what?! Someone had to dude}

{anywayyyys, I’m heading to Waffle House yall. Yall coming as well? My treat?}

I just realized I never gave a clip or video to go with the request I sent (I sent the clooless one with the face less reader)

I hope that’s okay and it’s not could you respond so I know if it was okay or not?

Yes this is okay! I can do it! Give me til Friday-ish and I’ll have it posted love! 💕

What to use instead of 'said'

Normally:

• added • replied • answered • stated • announced • questioned • asked • mentioned • remarked

Loudly:

• cheered • shouted • yelled • demanded • barked • blurted • growled • scolded •snorted

Softly:

• muttered • murmured • mumbled • uttered • stuttered • hissed • moaned • mouthed

Emotionally:

• begged • cried • confessed • complained • promised • pleaded

More Nut in my Butt - Pezzy

Summary: Out of Context Twitch Clip- Link at the bottom of the short story

TW: Established relationship, cursing, sexual innuendo, lmk if I missed anything <3

“Sorry guys, I was texting Bella to bring me the rest of the Nutter Butters/. I am in a snacky mood right now” He explained to chat.

*Knock Knock*

“Come on in Bells.” Pezzy yelled over his shoulder.

“Hiii, babes, here's your nutters you wanted. By the way, do you care if I hang out here til they are done cooking in the kitchen?” I questioned Pezzy and slightly towards chat.

“Thank you bells, and yeah we are still in our yapping session part of the stream. Did you want to join or lay in the background?” Pezzy invited Bells.

“Would it be okay if I lay in the background and throw my two cents in here and there?” Bells quizzed him while looking at the monitor 

“Yeah babe that's fine, thank you again.” Pezzy gratefully thanked Bella. Then Bella was walking towards his couch to lay down, she took her hair down so she lay down comfortably.

*”OMG, did she really give him the regular Nutter Butters?”* Pezzy read out a comment from a random chatter. Pezzy raised up the package to show the camera. 

“No Double Nutty, look they made it with double nuts. So now it has more nuts in it.”  Pezzy put down the package back in his lap or on his desk.

“It's pretty sick, I love more Nutt in my butt.” Pezzy said with no thought no filter, once it registered in his head, his smile grew wide, he started laughing and leaning to the left out of frame looking at Bella laying on the couch.

Once it registered in Bellas head that her boyfriend said that, she started cackling and growing red like a cherry due to the lack of oxygen. She couldn't control herself and balance on the couch so ended up on the floor which made Pezzy and herself laughing harder. They both started crying on how much they were laughing. 

“What did I just say?” Pezzy was gasping for air while trying to get over his digital footprint being more tainted. 

“I mean babe, you could have just asked me in private not on stream.” Bella choked out in between her laughs and wheezes. 

“Shut the fuck up, bells!” Pezzy exclaimed and started cackling. Pezzy fell out of his chair laying with Bella on the floor laughing.

I do NOT own the banner/divider, The artwork belongs to the artist which has been linked. Nor do I own Pezzy or any of his content that is all him and his work.

Back Seating in Action-Pezzy

Summary: Chat back seating on a game, inspo from his clip. There will be a link at the bottom of the post. {2nd POV or if you were watching the stream...}

TW: Screaming, cursing, established relationship and a mention of a gun {an emote from Twitch} lmk if I missed anything :)

“Guys let me show y’all what I see in chat, with back seating.” Pezzy takes off his headset while getting up from his “gamer” chair.

“You’re sitting at your computer having a good time, right?” Pezzy sassily fixes his clothes as he leaves the room while leaving his door cracked slightly for a hot minute.

Then, his girlfriend, ____ slams the door open, while wearing her signature red and plaid, fluffy pjs pants and a muscle tank top, and her hair up in a messy bun, stomping her way to the computer. She slightly trips on his shoes in the walkway and laughs it off, Pezzy walks in behind her watching in suspense to see what she will do. She grabs the mic and starts ranting and screaming into the mic.

“HEY, this is how you do everything! You do this part, you put that pipe here, and the other part there. You need this code, here’s the code by the way. 45826 and then it's these colors {Pink, Purple and Gray}, and this what; and this is what happens at the end of the game ... .That's what happens by the way, but enjoy your game.” _____ cried in pain at the stupidity of chat,  she then moves away from the camera to sit on the edge of Pezzy’s bed. Then Pezzy walks into the middle of the camera frame. He lifts his arm up to his side in an angry questioning state.

“LIKE WHAAAT?!?!” Pezzy screeches as his voice cracks from the stress on his vocal cords.

“Babe, you have really stupid and young people in your chat if this is every stream occurrence.” ____ comments as she shakes her head, laughing in disbelief.

“Oh, trust me baby, I know.” Pezzy snarkily agrees, walking back to his chair putting his headphones back on. 

“Welp, Imma head back to the couch make me a mod for this stream, so i can ban those spoiling fuckers. Just ask for me to help and if anyone else tries or does help I will time them out for 3 minutes or so.” ____ suggested walking away.

“I got you and thank you babes.” Pezzy throws his answer over his shoulder to make sure she heard him clearer. 

“SEE chat, y’all better be careful. She's ruthless and hot, no wonder she's my girlfriend. Unlike y’all fuckers, can’t even get a girlfriend” Pezzy teases his chat while laughing. 

“Be Careful chat, I'm here and lurking. I don't miss my shots, Chat PepegaGun” 

“Now you, assholes are gonna Pet the mods, huh?” Pezzy questioned the chat. 

backseating in action - Twitch

Pezzy Plush (1ft) – Youtooz Collectibles < GO BUY HIS PLUSH ONLY AVAILABLE FOR 2 WEEKS

I do NOT own the banner/divider, The artwork belongs to the artist which has been linked. Nor do I own Pezzy or any of his content that is all him and his work.

writer’s block (dry) = no desire to write, no ability to write (bearable)

writer’s block (wet) = HUGE desire to write, no ability to write (very evil)

Thank you Anthony bowens

Drunk Pezzy

Summary: A small blurb from Pezzy being drunk...

TW: Drunk people, Drunk actions, alcohol, cursing, established relationship.

“I’m done, no more drinkies for me.” Droid hiccup while sitting on Pezzy’s bed, Puffer and Grizzy chuckled at him.

Puffer and Grizzy were at his desk, Grizzy was sitting in his chair while puffer was standing on his right side with the mouse in his hand.

“Are there speakers on this Pezzy?” Puffer inquired while looking in his settings for something {idr someone lmk}.

Droid got up with the alcohol in his right hand laughing at Pezzy stumbling to lean on the bathroom door/wall to the bathroom. Once he got his bearings somewhat straight, he put his right hand on the door knob and twisted it open. Pezzy didn’t have full control of his body, as he opened the door he fell right with the door. Gravity took control and made him hit the floor, Droid got the door, Grizzy popped up from the chair, as Puffer moved quickly to check on him as if they didn't have a single drink. 

“Oh my god, what the fuck?” Droid stated due to Pezzy falling

“Hey Bella, you might wanna come in here!” Puffer called for his girlfriend 

~

Knock, knock.

“Hey, is the camera on?” I asked timidly while the door cracked open a little bit.

“Yeah, we can block you from it.” Droid suggested.

“Okay I’m coming in, and tell me what happened to his stupid ass i didn't catch it on stream.” I commented walking in wearing my fuzzy lavender shorts and cardigan with my white cropped tank top with my slippers on meeting Droid at the door, so he can body block the camera on his left.

“He fell on his ass, lost his balance while opening the door.” Puffer explained shortly as Droid walked me to the bathroom, shaking my head at him.

I got on my knees, to check on his head and his wrist, no scrapes, no blood, and thankfully no broken bones.

“Hi baby, did you have a little bit too much to drink?” I teasingly asked Pezzy.

“Mmmm maybe babe.” He slurred with a small chuckle while shaking his head yes. 

“Alrighty, well you aren’t bleeding and have no broken bones so you are good, just drunk. I’ll let you get back with the boys, okay?” I smiled  while holding eye contact.

“Okay babe, i'll call ya back when the stream ends.” He replied .

I got back up to my feet, holding my hand out to him to help him out of the bathroom but, Grizzy came in and picked him up so i wouldn't have too. I laughed a little bit too hard seeing him being basically princess carried out of the bathroom. Droid and Puffer body blocked the camera for me to leave the room without my face being shown to camera for long. I went back down the stairs to resume baking all types of sweets that the boys will appreciate, this time I will pay attention to his stream, a little bit more attentively. 

“What, y’all saw my girlfriend? Isn't she the sweetest and prettiest?” He asked the chat I shook my head in a lovingly manner.

“Hi chat :) <3”

Writing tool for your fight scenes.

JUST CHEFS KISSES 💋 LOVE IT

carnal — sebastian sallow x fem!reader x ominis gaunt

plot summary: Challenging two renowned Aurors responsible for almost half of the imprisonment of numerous dark wizards leads to you experiencing being hunted for your life during a celebratory party at the ministry.

warnings: 18+, explicit sexual content, dark themes, slight plot with porn, aged up characters (silver trio are in their mid 20's), sebastian and ominis are aurors, random ocs mentioned (i just shit out names tbh), random hp shit as well not sure some of them exist in the canon lore, reader is a magizoologist in a partnership w the ministry, they hunt u down (its all roleplay), dominis, switch seb, bottom reader, she/her prns is used for reader, ominis, you and seb like pulling each others hair lmfao, oral sex, p in v sex, choking, all the nasty stuff.

notes: inspired by @/pseudonymmcwriter i love prns fics pls you should check them out if ur into detroit become human <3 minors are highly discouraged from reading. read at your own risk. pt 2 of carnal.

It was supposed to be a joke.

A jest at their occupation. You didn't mean to talk shit about their jobs as Aurors. You were merely joking around, influenced by the festivities around you. Although, you suppose you shouldn't have tried to joke around Slytherins at all. It was a celebratory party for the new head Auror, Ryona Bassett, who was praised for her leadership skills and achievements in finally capturing a dark wizard creating havoc in the wizarding world. It was due to this that she had gotten her promotion, a well-earned position on her part.

Of course, she couldn't have done it herself. As part of her plan to capture said wizard, she had formed a group of talented wizards and witches to aid her. Part of that group was you. The wise witch had apparated in front of your apartment in London, sitting on the bench like the menace that she is in hopes of recruiting you as part of her team (You had almost jumped out of your skin at the creepy sight).

It was because of your skills and experience in the field of magical creatures that led you to be recruited by Ryona Bassett. Dragons were said to be one of the weapons used in the dark wizard's plan, and well, who'd be perfect for the job other than you? As a magizoologist, your job enabled you to mostly work alone as it required intensive travel all over the world. Although you worked for the Care of the Magical Creatures department, you were more of a partner rather than an employee of the ministry. You saved Hogwarts during your 5th year, rescued the fate of the wizarding world after a dark wizard had tried yet again to sabotage the election of a new leader, and also nurtured and rescued beasts in your care.

Basically, you were a big shot, and y'know that big shots like you always get called for the important stuff, which is why you're where you are today.

Part of the said group was also none other than your two dearest friends; Sebastian Sallow and Ominis Gaunt, Aurors at the British Ministry of Magic. Sebastian and Ominis were the two people who Ryona had at her beck and call given that they did work in her division. However, these weren't the only reasons why she had chosen the two. They both had risen the ranks at a much faster rate than others ever since they joined the Auror office. This wasn't to your surprise considering the two often sneaked out in the safety of the Undercroft to practice spells out of Hogwarts' jurisdiction. Sebastian Sallow was known for his magical prowess in dueling and knowledge of the dark arts whilst Ominis Gaunt excelled more in tracking and hunting through magical traces. Despite his blindness, he had formed a unique connection to his wand, allowing him to sense and feel magic more sensitively than others. The two are quite formidable Aurors and built up a reputation as one.

They were also known to be the pair who almost filled half of Azkaban. They were that good.

It didn't help that they were also attractive. They were deemed to be the ministry's most desired bachelors of this era. You couldn't agree more.

It had been a while since the three of you were together in the same room. You kept your friendship low maintenance and would send an owl to each other here and there. To be honest, the low-maintenance friendship was more of you and them, but we don't need the specifics. After a long month of trying to catch Hugo Blaire (the dark wizard, yes), it wasn't a huge surprise that a party would be done in honor of the group's efforts and contribution to making another safe and sound day for the wizarding world.

You don't know how many glasses of champagne you had downed in the past hour, but you sure as hell won't be counting. You've been scanning the crowd, looking for a particular brunette and blonde amongst a sea of unfamiliar people.

It was tiring trying to keep up with the greetings and the conversations. You probably mispronounced multiple last names at this point, and you couldn't care any less at how many eye twitches and failed to keep horrified expressions you've seen in the past hour. Your assistant, Judy Beckham, decided to be your spokesperson at the start as she noticed that the glass on your hand seemed to have no plans leaving your grasp. It was funny seeing her play as your publicist as you had yet again purposefully mispronounced "Yaxley" to "Yackley? Yatley? Yale? Shitley?" (It was well deserved, to be honest. He was on your shitlist after he had tried to order your imprisonment when you were trying to rescue a Zouwu who had wreaked havoc in the streets of London. He claimed you were the one responsible for the mess... Which was partially true... But not all of it!)

"And that should be your final drink." A voice interrupted your thoughts before a hand grabbed the refillable glass in your hand, moving it away from your grasp. The scent of musk and wood immediately infiltrated your senses as your back feels the presence of another. You turn to face the culprit, smiling at him.

"Sebastian." You softly reply as you place a hand on his arm. "I was looking for you."

"As have I, darling." He chuckles before glancing at the glass in his hand, watching as it filled back up with champagne. "Though it seems you've already started to enjoy yourself."

"Refillable charms are a crime." You softly laugh in response. The Auror has a soft look on his face. You glance back at the center of the ball where Ryona stood alongside the rest of the crew, entertaining guests. "Aren't you supposed to be there?"

"You mean we?" He corrects as he places a hand on your waist. You feel butterflies in your stomach. You push it away.

"... Right."

"Where's the little redhead you're with?" Sebastian doesn't need to crane his head to survey the room. He was a tall motherfucker who was gifted with the lucky genes. You didn't know how much a person could grow knowing that he was the same height as you in your fifth year, then you were at his shoulder in your 7th. He was tall and attractive. A direct shit to your face.

"You mean Judy?" You raise an eyebrow at him despite mentioning her multiple times in your letters. He smiles a boyish grin at you.

"I saw her a moment ago trying to calm down August Yaxley from transfiguring you then and there. What'd you do this time?" You feel his thumb rubbing the material of your dress on your waist. His stare was unwavering as he encouraged a response out of you.

"Mispronounced his name. It was quite funny seeing the number of expressions running through his face. Quite a life-changing experience, if I do say so myself. As for Judy, she just gave up on me. She's probably drinking herself to death somewhere." You jest. He chuckles at your response before pulling his hand away from your waist. It almost made you whine at the loss, but you remember this is your best friend, and you shouldn't be whining like a submissive bitch in heat at the loss of his touch. "Where's Ominis?"

"Ah." He places the glass on the waiter's tray as one passes by before crossing his arms over his chest. He looks so attractive in his black three-piece suit with a silver chain hanging on his vest. It didn't help with the way the material of his coat stretched along his arms, fitting his physique perfectly. You wanted to drool. "He'll be here in a minute."

"That sounds oddly vague." You rest your weight on one leg as you copy his form. "What's he really doing?"

Sebastian rolls his eyes before raising his arms in defense. "You got me. He's finishing writing up and collecting final intel on another case."

"That quick? Damn." Your eyes widen in amusement.

"Remember that church we went to last week? A couple of days before Blaire's capture? The one in Glasgow." He recalls. You hum, remembering the place. "Turns out, there were other traces of dark magic there different from Blaire's lot. It was an infamous place for dark wizards to gather, and we were lucky enough to be able to hit two birds with one stone. Ominis was able to decipher the similarities of that dark magic to the ones he received from that hacienda back in the Philippines."

"That's amazing." You marvel at Ominis's tracking skills.

"I know. Bassett put us on the case right after this." Sebastian sighs. "Not sure if that's a blessing or a curse."

"Just shows how talented you guys are." You bite your lip as you pat his arm. Sebastian shakes his head.

"You had a hand in this, too." He gives you a pointed look. "If it weren't for our daring escapades, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Yeah, right. If I recall correctly, you were the mastermind of it all."

"I wouldn't have done it if I didn't witness your magical prowess in ancient magic, Ms. Hero of Hogwarts." He leans in, pinching your cheek as he teases you. You flush in embarrassment at the title, trying to forget after years of hearing it multiple times to the point where all you wanted to do is obliviate the whole damn school. Wasn't it so hard to just say you saved the school? Why'd they have to press in the title 'Hero'? Thankfully, Sebastian's proximity made you forget an incoming war flashback of your time at Hogwarts. You would've died from cringe there and then.

"You two look cozy with each other. If I were from Daily Prophet, I'd already made millions from using this as gossip material." A new presence has arrived, startling you two out of your comfortable conversation. Sebastian sighs dramatically at his entrance.

"Ominis. You're late." Sebastian chastises jokingly as he watches his best friend glare in the direction of his voice. You might've laughed at Sebastian trying to act like a disappointed mother, but you were taking your time checking out the new addition to your little group. Similar to Sebastian, Ominis had also experienced a growth spurt. Nearly at the same height as the brunette beside you, the man embodies the essence of elegance and gallantry. His hair is in his usual slicked-back hairdo and wearing a dark blue three-piece set that matched his cloudy blue eyes. Ominis adjusts the tie on his neck with his free hand before moving close to you two with the guide of his wand.

"Thanks, Sebastian, for the obvious observation." He sarcastically replies before feeling for your hand and pressing a soft kiss on the back of it. "Hello, love."

"You two practicing on your courting game or something?" You joke as you watch Ominis put down your hand gently. Sebastian tucks his hands into the pockets of his slacks as he moves close to stand behind you. "I feel so flattered."

"It's just the bare minimum, dove." Sebastian leans in to whisper against your ear. He laughs softly as you move back, tickled by his breath. Ominis wasn't able to hear what the other Auror said and could only sigh in exasperation at Sebastian's antics.

"I heard you were finishing an intel report on a new case, Ominis." You change the subject as you rest your hand on his arm. Ominis places a hand on top of yours.

"Yes. Did Sebastian mess up again?" He turns to the direction of your voice with an accusing tone. "Don't answer. Of course he did."

"Hey! That's unfair of you to assume." Sebastian pouts.

"Am I wrong?" Ominis raises his eyebrow. Sebastian falls silent. "Thought so."

"Shut up."

"I am quite curious, though, did you ever have an instance that you weren't able to track someone?" You ask out of curiosity as your arm intertwines with Ominis's. You glance between the two as they pause to think. These two were deemed the best in the industry. Surely, the praises were exaggerated, right? You had a hard time tracking poacher locations, and you already had possession of ancient magic. Being the best doesn't entail 100% success.

"Nah." Sebastian answers nonchalantly. Ominis nods in agreement. "Sure, some took more time than others but everything's trackable."

You pause for a moment at their answers. "Really?"

"Yes. Everyone leaves tracks of magic every day. It's quite easy to decipher once you're used to it." Ominis adds, trying to convince you further. You hum, still unconvinced by their claims. Sebastian turns to you, looking at you with an unwavering stare. You tried to look back, but you could only glance away, not able to return it.

There's a moment of silence before the brunette breaks it off.

"You don't believe us, do you?" Sebastian says with his eyes wide and eyebrows raised in amusement. Ominis has an unreadable look on his face. You feel like you've offended them both with the way Sebastian's staring at you and Ominis's tense body.

"Well— I mean, surely not all right?" You sheepishly smile at him. Sebastian scoffs at you.

"I assure you, Y/N. When I track something, I get it done." Ominis turns his body towards you, causing your arm to fall from his. You look between the two as they continue to look at you with unreadable looks. You feel as though you've suddenly been cornered. Like you've done something worthy of their attention as Aurors and not as Sebastian and Ominis. This shouldn't excite you, but it did, and so you stupidly continued your plan on pissing them off.

Slytherins are known for one thing, and that's their drive for ambition and winning in competitive environments. What more to entertain yourself by pissing off not one but two snakes?

"Bullshit." You've resorted to using harsh methods. You could see the way Ominis's eye twitched and Sebastian's sudden change of posture. You were glad you met those boring guests back then, it certainly helped maintain a straight face. "Not even once?"

"Y/N." Sebastian takes a step close. "We're not kidding."

"Sure you are." You let out a giggle as you move a step back, trying to gauge their reactions. Ominis steps close to Sebastian's side as he clenches his jaw. This is fun.

Now, this is where the actual problem starts. You were having way too much fun trying to get a rise out of them that the words spewing out of your mouth were thought half-assed. You were joking but they we're taking it seriously.

"I'd bet my whole fucking body you won't be able to catch me. Even Bassett has a hard time getting me these days. What more of a challenge than a magizoologist to track, hm?" You laughed.

Bad move.

Bad fucking move, because all of a sudden, you could feel the tenacity of their stare. Even Ominis seemed like at that specific moment could see you and stare straight into your soul. You felt your body go rigid with nervousness.

The silence was long and uncomfortable. Both of them stood there, postures domineering and authoritative. You felt scared but at the same time, excited. You decided to make the first move.

"Guys?"

Sebastian licks his lips as he looks at Ominis before leaning close to his ear and whispering. The other Auror blinks slowly as he listens to him before nodding. Sebastian moves forward first.

"What's the bet again?" Sebastian smugly asks. You furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

"I'm afraid I'm not following—"

"You said you'd bet your whole body, right?" He reminds you. Your eyes widen in response.

"I wasn't serious about it." You try to reason with them.

"We weren't joking in the first place. You know we've always liked you. Why not take advantage of a little opportunity, hm?" Sebastian says with a low voice as he raises a hand to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. He looks down at you with eyes that seemed to mock you. You felt slightly ashamed but tried to keep your confidence afloat.

It was common knowledge that the two best friends pined after you. Ever since your 5th year, the two had fallen irrevocably in love with everything about you. You knew. They knew you knew and yet a silent pact was made between the two to never make a move on you as they didn't know how you felt and didn't deem it worthy as the fall of their friendship. You were glad somehow but also saddened because you never really chose between them. You liked them both. But they didn't need to know that. Right?

Well, it seems as if they're testing you right now, and with the amount of alcohol in your system combined with their dark looks trained on you, you wouldn't be surprised if you did admit your attraction to both of your best friends.

"Aw, are you scared?" Sebastian taunts. Ominis only stands behind him, posture calm and collected as he listens to his partner speak for him.

"Shut the fuck up." You reply in a weak voice, feeling intimidated by their aura. Ominis lets out a soft laugh. "I was joking about it in the first place—"

"Ah, ah." Sebastian grasps your chin in his hand, turning your face towards him. "You said it first. We're just finishing the job."

You let out a shaky breath as they continue to move closer and into your space. Sebastian's thumb caresses your bottom lip as he stares at you with want and desire.

"Let's be clear here, darling. The only reason why Bassett can't properly find you is that it's her that's finding you." Sebastian mumbles lowly. You could feel the grip on your chin tightening. Your knees tremble at his domineering hold on your face as your core begins to burn with arousal. "You've never had us."

Shit.

It's Ominis that sets the final nail in the coffin. He leans down to whisper in your ear. "Ryona's going to give a final speech in the next few minutes."

A hand slithers across the small of your back before grabbing your waist, pulling you close to him. You let out a small moan at the harsh movement before the lips against your ear continue to move. "We're going to give you 30 seconds to move. You got that, sweetheart?"

A soft kiss placed on both sides of your neck makes you whimper as both of them pull away from you. You watch as Sebastian casts a final look at you before both of them disappear into the crowd. You stand with knees weak and mind in shambles as you hear the crowd cheer at Ryona's entrance. She waves into the crowd and suddenly you're face with an existential crisis.

We're you suppose to move during? Or after? Did you have to hide? Fuck, did the 30 seconds already start? You couldn't grasp a single thing in your mind as your eyes tried to find the familiar backs of the two. It seemed all the eerier that you didn't know where they were. It was like a predator hiding and waiting for the perfect chance to pounce. So as the submissive prey that you are, you began to move.

You squeezed your way through heaps of people. Ryona's speech was already considered background noise for you. You had reached the east entrance, sighing in relief before a pair of hands stop you from reaching freedom. You could almost feel your heart drop before exhaling a big breath at the sight of your assistant, Judy Beckham.

"Where were you? I was looking everywhere for you!" Judy worries like the inner mother that she is. You could almost coo at her concern over your well-being but the thought of two Aurors after your ass was more pressing than the worried redhead in front of you.

"Listen, Judy. If ever you come across Sebastian and Ominis, tell them I went to the west side of the building." You smile widely as you hold her arms tight within your grasp. Judy raises her eyebrow in confusion.

"Y/N, you're not making sense—"

"Please!" You plead as you pull her closer to your face. The girl cranes her head back at the proximity. "I'm in grave danger if those two ever find me. Be a gal and lie, okay?"

Judy stares at you for a few seconds before sighing. "West. Got it."

"Thank you!" You grab her for a quick hug before bolting through the doors. Your heels clack noisily on the marble floor as you rushed through the partially empty corridors of the ministry. You pass by familiar faces who you kindly shoot a smile at.

"Fucking heels—" You groan as you reach for the devil traps on your feet, pulling them off and continuing your escape barefoot. You manage to reach the hallway to the elevator before a voice causes you to pause and crouch down to hide.

"Y/N." Ominis's tender voice echoes throughout the empty corridor. You hide in a corner as you watch his figure pass by the elevator. Great, the easiest way out was already guarded. You should've thought that ahead. "I know you're here."

You remain silent as you watch Ominis pace back and forth slowly, face looking calm and collected. You assess your surroundings, looking for a way to escape.

"Do you want to know why I know you're here?" Ominis asks which catches your attention. You check behind you to ensure that no Sebastian was sneaking up on you to catch you off guard. You wait for him to reply. "You've always had a particular magical aura. I sensed a glimpse of it when you entered the doors of the Great Hall in our 5th year, then it grew bigger and stronger when I saw you exit the Undercroft. Magical auras tend to vary according to a wizard or witch's personality and most of them feel loud and ... unnerving. You, however, shine like sunlight on a sunny day. A gentle breeze at the start of autumn."

Your breath hitched as you hear his footsteps halt. You feel your cheeks heat up at his declaration, you bite your lip as you wait to hear more. "I felt attached to you because of it. Like a moth to a flame. Do you think spending years by your side that I haven't got your aura ingrained in my head? I suppose that's what I get for falling for you."

Fuck. You don't know where he went. It seems as if one moment you knew he was there and then the next he was gone. You peek into the hallway, glancing back and forth.

You knew you shouldn't have let your guard down. You knew that you were faced with someone who was so used to tracking and feeling magic differently and more sensitively than others that it became an extra sense to them. You feel his breath before his touch.

"It's the very reason why I sense you right away. You're leaking your tracks everywhere, love." He speaks lowly against your ear. With a harsh shove and a twist of your arm to your back, he pushes you against the wall with your front against the hard surface.

"O-Ominis, wait!—" You try to plead but the Auror only presses you more against the wall. He had your arm twisted against your back with a hold of your wrist. His chest pressed against yours and his face on the side of your neck.

"That fast?" He mocks you as he laughs closely against your ear. You try to push back against his grip but you remain defenseless.

"Fuck you."

"You wish." He mumbles lowly in your ear. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent before placing possessive kisses against it. You let out sighs of pleasure before groaning in pain as Ominis grabs your head by your hair and angles it for more room on your neck.

"Let me go." You breathlessly beg as you allow him to pepper kisses against your neck. You wish to stay there and then but you knew that the boys wanted a bit more fun. After all, you wanted to get the most out of this once-in-a-lifetime situation.

"Now, why would I do that?" Ominis bites your ear lobe as he grinds his hips against your ass. You try to turn your head towards him.

"Cause you love a good chase, right? This barely counts as one." You tempt him, grinding back against his moving hips. He lets out an amused laugh, letting go of your wrist as he encloses his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly against him. You bask in his presence, head falling back on his shoulder. He turns his head to the side, placing more kisses on your neck before biting on your shoulder. You let out a soft moan.

"I'm giving you another 15 seconds. Run as fast as you can." He whispers in your ear before sensually moving his arms off your waist. He takes 5 steps back before motioning the empty corridor with a nudge of his hand. You lick your lips before running away from him.

Ominis tilts his head back as he pants from the arousal, running his fingers through his neatly styled hair before a voice enters his mind.

"Are you on your way?" Sebastian asks. Ominis rolls his eyes before fixing his coat. Sebastian often flexed his magical abilities, especially this one he had learned recently. The ability to communicate through the mind. His best friend was a natural student of magic, curious to the wizarding world and desperate in learning all of it as he is a son to two former educators. This was also what made him a pain in the ass.

"I let her go. She's on her way to you." He replies as he takes his time following your trail. He's sure if he made a run for it now, he'd get you in no time. But he decides to play by your rules.

"Fucker. Did you get a taste?" He hears Sebastian chuckle through their shared mind connection.

"Get the fuck out of my head before I get her myself."

"You're hot when you're angry, y'know?" Sebastian purrs. Ominis grunts at his flirt. "Got it, sir."

You don't know how long you've run. Most of the ministry departments were empty due to the large celebration on one of the building's halls. Everyone was there and the only creatures patrolling the halls were Matagots. They were formidable creatures who easily sensed intruders so if there was a breach in security, a single spell cast on a Matagot would immediately alert all of you. You've decided to stop at the Department of Magical Law Enforcement as you deduced that Sebastian would probably be on standby in front of the elevator when it reached the ground level. At least here, you were close to the ground floor and there's a passageway that leads you down to the ground floor discreetly (you'd have to thank Hank, the house elf in charge of the elevator for that one).

Also because you've chosen this floor, consequently you knew you were on the floor where the Auror office is located. Which means, Sebastian and Ominis's floor. This is probably the least floor to logically be on but you probably (emphasis on probably) knew that they wouldn't check here. The passageway was located at the Head Auror's office and so you just need to sneak your way in and easily escape.

Unfortunately, Merlin was being a bitch.

As soon as you opened the entrance to the Auror division, you gasp quietly at Sebastian leaning against the doors to the Head Auror's office, twirling his wand elegantly between his fingers.

"Fancy seeing you here." Sebastian smiles so innocently. You stand on alert as he moves away from the double doors and towards you with careful steps.

"How'd you know?" You ask as you take steps back with every step forward from the man in front of you. Sebastian shrugs.

"When you're well versed with the dark arts, it's quite easy to detect certain things." Sebastian hums. "Or maybe it's just basic logic. After all, you have to think ahead of your opponent."

You continue to take a step back before your back meets a surface that wasn't originally there. You turn around to see the very same man who had given you a moment of mercy.

"Again?" Ominis smiles with pity, pretending to have no clue as to why he found you yet again. You let out a loud gasp before rushing to the one side of the room to move away from them both. The two stalk toward you like predators. You could feel your breath shortening with nervousness as they cornered you to a wall. You had no way out. You discreetly glance around you before seeing an opening to the Head Auror's office. In a moment of panic and sheer bravery, you bolt down towards the double doors leading to your escape, trying to get one last chance to run away.

Sebastian snarls as he runs after you. Ominis stands behind, arms behind his back as he lets his partner handle the work. You could feel the fast thumps of his foot against carpeted floor as your hands try to open the overly complicated entrance. You clumsily open the door before a set of strong arms grab your waist and pull you away from your only chance of escaping. You scream in retaliation before a hand covers your mouth.

"Bad, bad girl." Sebastian huffs as he presses you against his chest, hand on your mouth as he watches you fight back in his grasp. His hands then move to reposition themselves. One hand wraps around your waist while the other grabs your neck and grips it back to lay your head back against his shoulder. "Should I cast Oscausi on you for being so fucking loud, hm?"

"Sebastian." Ominis calls his attention before nodding to one of the open and empty offices. He moves towards the two of you as Sebastian pulls you to the empty roomwith Ominis locking the door behind him. "Stop scaring her."

"Do you think she looks scared?" Sebastian raises his eyebrow as he settles on a desk, pulling you to his lap. You shake, riddled with sensitivity as Sebastian continues to grip your neck. Ominis raises his hands, gliding up your arms before feeling Sebastian's hold on your neck and then moving up to your face. He feels the heat from your cheeks, the dryness of your lips and hears the soft little gasps and moans escaping your mouth. You were aroused and completely at their mercy. Ominis smiles as he runs his thumb against your bottom lip before leaning in close.

"We won, little dove. Are you ready?" He gently asks. Sebastian gently eases on his grip but remains his hold on your neck. You look up at Ominis and softly brush your lips against his.

"Just fuck me already." You pant, blunt with your response as the two fall into silence.

"Fuck." Ominis curses before surging in to press his lips against yours. Sebastian almost falls back at the sudden pressure but recollects himself as he busies with kissing your neck.

Hands begin to grope at your body. Sebastian's hands gripped your waist as he moved his hips up against yours, his bulge rubbing against your heat. Ominis cups the nape of your neck to angle you for a deeper kiss. You open your mouth, allowing the blonde to intertwine his tongue with yours.

"You're so fucking pretty," Sebastian mumbles shakily as he continues to place more marks on your neck, taking advantage of a sweet spot as you moan in surprise. "She's so fucking beautiful, Ominis."

"Yeah?" Ominis responds breathlessly as he pulls away for a moment before diving in for more. "Of course, she is."

Your hands find their way into their respective hairs. Gripping the roots tightly as you pull them closer to you. The two groan in pleasure. The three of you continue to make out before Ominis pulls you back with a tug on your hair.

"On your knees, baby." He licks his lips, savoring your taste on his lips. "Suck Sebastian off."

You pant as you look back at the brunette behind you who looks at you two with lust in his eyes. Sebastian smiles smugly. "You heard the man."

You giggle before rising from his lap, placing a chaste kiss on Sebastian's lips before kneeling in between his legs. Ominis moves to your left as you unbuckle his slacks before pulling down to expose his member, watching as it slapped heavily in between his thighs. Taking his cock in your hands, you gather your drool in your tongue before dripping it down your mouth as a form of lubricant. You perform swift up-and-down motions to start it off.

"Fuck, that's it." Sebastian moans as he runs his hands through your disheveled hair. Ominis listens to his moans before feeling his way up Sebastian's shoulder and finding it's way into his curls. He grips his hair and crane his head towards him. Sebastian moans loudly at Ominis's hold on him.

"Tell me what she looks like," Ominis whispers into his ear as he places wet kisses on his jaw before biting his earlobe. He then harshly pushes his head down towards you which gives you a signal to start using your mouth on him. You lean down to take his cock in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down as you use your hands to take what you can't fit in.

Sebastian chokes his moan as he feels Ominis's grip on his head become tighter. "S-She's taking it all in. Like a good fucking girl."

Ominis hums at his response. You look up towards Sebastian innocently as you pull slightly back, sucking on his tip before you twirl your tongue around it like a lollipop.

"F-fuck— Ah. She— She looks so perfect with my cock in her— A-ah! I-In her mouth. Look's so fucking pretty— Merlin's beard." Sebastian stumbles over his words as you bob your head faster. Ominis smirks against Sebastian's cheek before he speaks parseltongue into the brunette's ear. You feel the shiver and twitch of Sebastian's hips as his face becomes flushed red at Ominis's hypnotic speaking of the language of snakes.

It seems as if Sebastian enjoyed it too much as a hand wraps itself around his neck, gripping it tight as Ominis continues to speak in tongues to his ear. Sebastian whimpers, eyes rolling back before the blonde moves his grip on his neck to his jaw to pull him into a deep kiss.

You moan at the sight of the two making out, encouraging you to give the best fucking head Sebastian Sallow has ever fucking had in his life. With a twist of your hand and fast bobs of your head, Sebastian archs his back in sensitivity, breaking away from his kiss with Ominis. His body curls as he grips your hair, pulling you away from his dick.

"F-fuck wait." Sebastian whines as he pants, not handling the intense pleasure from your mouth on his dick and Ominis's mouth on his, especially the fucking parseltongue. He almost came in your mouth if it weren't for his swift reaction. You twist your hand over his tip to tease him. He then transfers his hand from your hair to your neck, gripping it firmly. "I said wait. Can't follow simple fucking instructions. Get up."

You whimper as Sebastian pulls you up from the floor through the grip on your neck before moving his hands to grip the back of your thighs to carry up you and wrap them against his waist. He settles you down on the desk before pushing you back to lie down on it. Ominis moves to the other side of the desk where your head is placed. The two make haste on pulling your clothes off of you, leaving you bare and naked on the wooden surface.

"Fucking gorgeous," Sebastian mutters under his breath as he runs his hands on your thighs before pulling them apart to stare at your pussy. Ominis runs his hands on your chest, groping your breasts into his hands. The blonde groans at the feeling of your body within his grasp. He remembers dreaming of this very moment and it's now within the palms of his hands (literally).

Sebastian pushes your thighs up against your chest and you whine in embarrassment at the exposing position. Sebastian chuckles at your sudden shy behavior. "Don't worry, it'll pass. I'll make sure of it."

You could barely process Ominis's groping on your upper body before you feel Sebastian's tongue on your cunt. You gasp at the sudden feeling which makes Ominis smile.

"Sebastian, wait—"

"I told you to wait awhile ago, why would I do that?" Sebastian retorts before diving in and devouring your pussy like a man finally quenching his thirst. His tongue licks back and forth on your clit before sucking it. He then presses the flat of his tongue, moving it up and down before using the tip and move in circular motions. He slurps the juices dripping out of your pussy, moaning at the taste. The vibration of his moan causes you to moan loudly in pleasure.

"Sebastian— Oh fuck! fuck.. fuck!" You pant as you grip Ominis's arms, taking what Sebastian's giving. "Don't stop, please please please please!"

"Yeah?" Ominis leans down to caress your face, feeling the tears drip down the side of your face. "Little dove crying because you feel too good, hm? Poor girl."

You sob as Sebastian continues to assault your pussy with his tongue. Pleasure courses through your veins as the brunette between your legs manhandle you into the position he desires. Ominis basks in the sounds of your moans and the wet and messy slurps of Sebastian's work. His cock twitches against his pants. He eases the pain by using his free hand to rub against the front of his slacks. You look up at Ominis who continues to caress your face. "Ominis..."

"Hm?"

"Kiss me." You whine softly as you feel a knot slowly build up in your stomach. Sebastian continues to eat you up and a building pressure reveals itself in the process. Ominis smiles at you before leaning to place a kiss on your lips, upside down. He swallows your moans of pleasure as he pushes in his tongue, slowly and passionately kissing you deeply.

Sebastian glances up from his position, furrowing his eyebrows at the loss of your pathetic moaning. He smirks as he sees you focused on kissing Ominis before deciding to take matters into his own hands. He moves up to your clit, focusing the attention of his tongue there before adding the usage of his hand, gently rubbing the entrance of your cunt. You gasp at the sensation before yelping at the insertion of a finger inside.

"Ah!" You pull away from Ominis in the process as Sebastian eases his fingers into you. The brunette glances at the blonde with a smirk and a light chuckle. Ominis definitely heard that.

"Feel good, pretty girl?" Sebastian hums against the side of your thigh as he watches his finger go in and out of you before adding another one. You let out a measly moan in response. "I need to hear an answer."

"M-Mhm." You moaned out as he begins to curl his fingers up, pushing it deep within you. Sebastian pushes back against your clit, sucking it and licking it well for you. The sensation of his tongue and fingers begin to bring you closer to the edge. "Oh, fuck."

"Close?" Ominis whispers as he leans down against your ear. You let out short breaths as you feel the knot slowly unravel. Sebastian enters another finger as he speeds up the process. His fingers begin to reach depths even yours couldn't reach. It felt so fucking good as the tips of his fingers brush against a sensitive spot within you that jolts your back into an arch. It was there yet it wasn't. Sebastian's tongue flicks and sucks faster against your clit as you descend rapidly into the madness.

"Let me cum, please. please." You whined as your hand reaches up to intertwine with Ominis's locks. The blonde torments you from above as he sucks marks alongside Sebastian's work during his time on your neck from awhile ago.

"Go ahead, pretty girl," Ominis whispers in your ear alongside Sebastian's ministrations. The knot unravels fast as your body shakes violently in their care. Your orgasm is hard and slow as Sebastian does his best to lengthen it, your thighs crushing his head close against your heat. You let out long and loud moans as your body rises from the desk in the process. Ominis grabs you against his chest, kissing the side of your head softly as Sebastian continues his assault between your thighs, making sure to slurp every last bit of your release. "There you go."

"Stop, stop!" You reach a hand down, trying to push his face away from your heat. You let out a small laugh from the sensitivity as he continues to mouth your cunt.

"Tastes so fucking good," Sebastian growls as he pulls away, lips red and chin dripping with your arousal. He places a gentle kiss on your clit as you twitch in sensitivity at the action before kissing his way upwards and pulling you into a deep kiss. Your tongues intertwine as your back rests against Ominis's chest. The blonde's hand runs through Sebastian's locks, gently petting his head as the two of you kiss. His free hand moves to where your lips are connected, probing his index finger within your tongue as he tries to feel you two kiss. Ominis lets out a shaky sigh at the feel of your tongues moving against one another before you two pull away.

The brunette looks up at you with a smile. "How'd you want us?"

You take a breath as Sebastian places a chaste kiss on your cheek while Ominis places one on the side of your head. "Ominis inside. You get my mouth. He's been on the sidelines for way too long."

Sebastian nods with a cheeky grin. "Got no complaints there."

Ominis places a kiss on your forehead as he helps you up before exchanging places with Sebastian. The brunette sits on the desk as you stand between them with Ominis behind you. You hear the rustling of clothes behind you before turning around to look. Ominis had taken off his coat and bottoms, leaving him bare from the waist down. His cock slaps heavily up against his stomach, dripping pre-cum from the amount of waiting he had done. Throughout your sexual escapade, Ominis opted to listen in on your and Sebastian's pleasure than himself. He was more of a observer, preferred ordering the two of you and revel in the moans and pants pulled by pleasure. You take a note to spoil him further in the future.

He pulls you back against his chest as he moves close to you and Sebastian. The brunette cups your cheek, placing a peck on your lips before he travels his hand to the top of your head and pushing you down gently to his cock. You eagerly use your mouth to pleasure him, slipping it inside and try to take him all in.

"Damn, fuck. Can never get used to this. Your mouth is a fucking haven, baby." Sebastian curses as he feels the tip of his cock reaches the back of your throat. You choke slightly at the deepness of his dick before bobbing up and then down, forming a rhythm. The brunette tilts his head back in pleasure, letting out soft moans as his fingers tighten within your locks. Ominis listens in on his moans as he uses his wand to conjure a lubricating charm before pumping his dick for a bit of stimulation. He lets out a moan before pressing the his cock against your folds.

You moan at the feeling of a new sensation against your heat. Ominis places a hand on his shaft, rubbing the tip against your folds. He slides it against your clit, moving it in circular motions and hears your appreciative moan. His free hand then grabs your waist as leverage before finally positioning the tip against your entrance. "I'm pushing in, love."

You hum against Sebastian's dick in response before feeling the pressure of Ominis's cock split you open. He was a bit longer than Sebastian but the brunette was thicker. The two were already considered big and the moment that you felt the two of them inside you made you all the more conscious of their size. You whimper against Sebastian's cock, unable to move as Ominis continues to slide in his cock.

Sebastian glances down at your tear-stricken face, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. Ominis bottoms out with a groan, letting you adjust for a moment before beginning to move. The jostle of Ominis's hips propels your forward causing Sebastian's dick to go deeper inside your mouth.

"Yeah. Liked getting fucked by Ominis?" Sebastian taunts as he brushes your hair away from your face. A bruising grip on your hips that you're sure will mark you in the morning, pulls you back with every thrust. Ominis's cock reaches depths farther than Sebastian's fingers, the curve of his dick and the ridges alongside it brushes deliciously against the soft walls of your pussy.

You moan in response as Sebastian begins to move his hips, thrusting into your mouth. You choke as you feel his throat touch the back of your throat once again.

"Support her upper body." Ominis orders. Sebastian places a hand on your shoulders as Ominis grabs both of your hands, twisting them against your lower back, holding them both with one hand as he suspends your upper body in the air with Sebastian's help. The position allows you to be completely at their mercy as Sebastian fucks your mouth at this point and Ominis's thrusts go deeper, faster and harsher.

You can only shriek and moan against Sebastian's cock as you take what they give you. Sebastian feels his release fast approaching, hips stuttering. "Holy fuck, I'm close."

You allow him to use your mouth as he pleases, thrusting fast into your mouth as he moans loudly at the process. Ominis leans down, placing a kiss on your shoulder before growling in your ear. "Don't waste a single fucking drop."

His deep voice sends a shiver down your spine and it seems as if Sebastian also heard it. The brunette releases with a choked moan, spurting his release into your mouth. He moans as his hips jerk in sensitivity, emptying it all before slumping on the desk. You swallow it all before coughing, finally being able to breathe.

Ominis takes this as an opportunity to fuck you harder.

"O-Ominis!" Your voice raises in pitch as his hips hammer against yours. He releases your arms, opting to pull you up against his chest. His hands busy themselves with your breasts as he grunts into the crook of your neck. "O-Oh fuck. Right there."

Sebastian smiles lazily as he watches his best friend rail you to the point that your eyes roll back in pleasure. To give you a more pleasurable experience, he raises a hand to wrap his fingers around your throat, gripping it with enough pressure to hear you whine and moan.

"Yeah, that's fucking right baby. Sebastian's choking you again? You love that shit." Ominis growls against your ear as he pounds your tight pussy. He angles his hips to hit that spot that Sebastian grazed over with his fingers, pulling louder moans from you. Your eyes lock with Sebastian's as Ominis fucks you from behind.

"Pretty girl's crying because you're fucking her too good." Sebastian laughs as he leans forward to kiss your tears away. Ominis chuckles against your neck. You could feel your release fast approaching as a hand makes it's way down to where you're connected.

"Mm, stretched so fucking well for me." Ominis hums before moving to your clit and circling it fast deliciously. Your moans get louder.

"Ominis, Sebastian!" You whine as you feel your release fast approaching. Sebastian tightens his grip on your throat making your moans choked as Ominis fucks you faster and deeper.

Already feeling the edge of his release, Ominis rubs faster as his hips stutter. His pace becomes harder and harsher. "Cum baby. Cum."

You let out a high-pitched whine before finally reaching your climax. Your knees shake, almost giving you up before Ominis grips you up, supporting you against his chest. You let out loud moans as your orgasm wreaks havoc throughout your body in violent shakes. Tears stream down your face at the intensity of your release and Sebastian smiles at the beauty of it all. Ominis continues to pump his cock inside, reaching for his release. "Where?"

"Inside. I-I'm on the potion. Please, cum inside." You moan as you lock eyes once again with Sebastian, his grip loosening from your neck as he pulls you into a kiss. Ominis grunts before releasing inside. He moans loudly, bottoming out as he orgasms. "Good girl."

You rest your upper body in Sebastian's embrace, waiting for Ominis to finish before whimpering as the blonde pulls out. Ominis runs a hand down to your cunt before pushing the cum back in. Sebastian chuckles as he hears you let out another weak moan.

There's a moment of comfortable silence as you three catch you breath from the amount of strenuous activities you've done in the past few hours.

"Damn, that was probably the best sex of my life." Sebastian chuckles, breaking the silence as he pulls you fully into his embrace. You rest your head on the crook of his neck while Ominis runs a hand through his hair.

"I'm so tired." You groan in exhaustion. "I'm not moving a single fucking muscle. This is both of your fault."

"Me too? It's Ominis who you should be blaming. The man was railing you to fucking oblivion." Sebastian jests which receives a harsh smack on the back of his head. You chuckle at the crisp sound of Ominis's palm hitting Sebastian's head.

"You literally fucked my throat. Sore throats are a bitch to cure." You weakly pull away from Sebastian's embrace, feeling the ache on your ass. Ominis notices your discomfort from your grunts of pain.

"Did I go too far?" The blonde shyly asks. You turn to look at him with a soft smile. You had the hardest and best fucking orgasm of your life and now this man was acting all shy and cute after he had just practically destroyed any other chance of another person reaching that kind of level with you. You couldn't really blame him after he had just ascended you to a different realm with his dick. Sebastian helps you up before you place a kiss on Ominis's lips.

"Don't worry. I loved it." You reassure him. Sebastian and Ominis help you get dressed before the two focus on their garments. Sebastian casts a cleaning charm to any suspicious fluids that might have touched any surface while Ominis casts Reparo to the destroyed piles of paper scattered on the floor (a product of their haste to fuck you moments ago).

There's a moment of silence after cleaning up as the three of you stand, fully clothed in the empty office space. This time, Ominis makes the first move. "I assume from all that's happened that you know we're still pretty much in touch with our feelings for you."

Sebastian looks at you, assessing your facial expressions as you looked at them both. Sebastian continues. "This can be a one-time thing if you don't want to delve deeper into it. We also don't mind if you prefer one over the other. Our friendship will remain intact, that I assure you."

You look at them both as their body language speaks of nervousness and fear of rejection. You doubt your friendship will ever be fixed if you chose one of them. You roll your eyes playfully. "I literally just got fucked by both of you and you're telling me to choose one?"

"I— well." Ominis tries to reason. Sebastian is silent for a moment before shrugging in agreement.

"I mean she's got a point." The brunette chuckles. You limp towards them, Sebastian's hand reaching out for you while Ominis's arm wraps around your waist.

"I assume you're choosing us both, correct?" Ominis clarifies. You chuckle at his need for reassurance before reaching up to place a kiss on his lips before turning to Sebastian to give him one as well.

"Yes. I am." You firmly answer. Ominis lets out a smile while Sebastian laughs softly. "Now please apparate me home, I'm not walking another fucking corridor after what you guys put me through."

"Yes Ma'am."

A/N: ITS DONE OFMHDHDH this took way too long but I had fun writing it. It's my first time writing filth and I hope it was up to satisfaction 😭🧎‍♂️🫶 will probs cringe at this in the future. TYSM.

MJF in pink is *chefs kiss*

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