#Keeping the Fortnite Fresh

[crazymuffin1]

kept hearing people mentioning the new fortnite emote had music from a hazbin hotel fansong so i had to check for myself and yeah it sure is.

[burnthybread]

eye twitches

[hysteria-things]

MATT'S STREAM

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and chris’ relationship isn’t out to the public just yet. when he’s on stream with matt, you tease him.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, teasing, dry humping, cock warming, degradation if you squint, p in v, semi-public (?)

ASSUME YOU'RE ON THE PILL!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,521

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: hiii i’m excited for this. let’s see how this goes :)

chris sits at his desk, spam clicking and smashing buttons on his keyboard. he talks to his brothers in his headset.

matt’s streaming on twitch right now, meaning that thousands of fans are watching the three of them play fortnite. you’ve been with chris for a few months, yet the fans have no idea. you both collectively agreed to keep your relationship out of the public eye.

hence why you are seated next to him out of frame, watching the stream go down. your eyes scan to his side profile. his brows furrow in concentration, his tongue sticking out as he focuses on the computer screen. you hear the boys scream in his headset, and he slams his hands onto his lap.

“damn.” he grunts out, glancing over at you for a moment and smiling.

“i’m gonna go to the bathroom.” he says into the mic before muting it and taking off his headset. he turns his face cam off and goes into the bathroom to do his business.

he comes out beats later, sitting back in the gaming chair, wiggling to get comfortable. you get up, which gains his attention. “you doing okay?” he asks.

“yeah. just need to stretch.”

before he could unmute his mic and turn the cam back on, you push the chair back slightly to have enough space to straddle his lap. he wraps his arms around your waist and welcomes you closer, kissing your collarbone. “they’re going to think i’m shitting.” he says jokingly.

your arms snake around his neck and you lean back to look at him. “say your camera broke.”

he smirks and puts back on his headset. “i’m back.” he starts. “for some reason, my camera is acting weird.”

“it’s all good. as long as we can still hear you.” matt’s voice replies.

the thin fabric you call panties rubs against his bulge through his red plaid pajama pants. you have a shirt on, one of chris’s FRESH LOVE t-shirts that covers you enough to look like a nightgown. a sensation tingles between your legs, and you start to move your hips slowly.

you hear chris groan, pressing a button on his keyboard. “what are you doing?” he asks sternly.

“i need to get comfortable.” you tease, rocking your hips harder. he opens his mouth to say something, but closes it and clicks unmute again.

you rest your head in the crook of his neck and continue to rock your hips, feeling him grow beneath you. he still talks to his brothers normally, but his performance on the game doesn’t look good.

“what the fuck is up with you, chris?” nick questions into the headphones.

“sorry,” he mumbles.

your hands find their way to the back of his neck and tug at his hair lightly. you breathe heavily to not make any noise since his mic is right next to your head. you don’t even notice your hips rutting and body tensing when you feel your release soak your underwear.

you exhale shakily, lifting your body and looking at the mess you made. there’s a wet stain on his pants on top of his hard-on. you don’t even have to look to know your underwear is ruined.

chris looks at you confused, before following your gaze. you go to get up but he grabs your hips and places you back to where you’re hovering over him. he unties his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers. he moves the mic away from his mouth, leaning toward your ear.

“don’t move or make a fucking sound,” he warns in a low tone you could barely hear.

he pushes your panties to the side and guides you down onto his cock, fighting off the hissing noise trying to escape your lips as he stretches you out tenderly and slowly. you and chris started having sex not long ago, but even after a few days without it, you had to readjust again.

this, however, is a first.

you guys never tried cock warming before. you felt so nervous. so excited. so full.

after multiple rounds of fortnite that felt like it lasted hours, your brain felt fuzzy despite not even doing anything. every time he talked, laughed, or celebrated a victory or loss, he’d thrust deep inside of you. and it drove you nuts.

you hear commotion on the other end of the headset. “fuck!” chris screams, jolting his hips further into you than at any other time. your eyes roll ever so slightly, mouth agape as your bottom lip grazes over his bare shoulder. it’s too late to take back the moan that came out of you.

chris’ hands make their way to your ass and squeeze hard, setting a reminder.

be quiet. right.

your patience becomes thinner and thinner, since it’s already been about thirty minutes. too desperate, you start to grind against him.

before he can do or say anything, you grab his mic and fist your hand over it so nobody can hear.

“please let me ride you. i promise i’ll be quiet.” you beg.

“so needy.” he sighs, taking your hand off of the mic and returning to the game.

rutting your hips forward, you start bouncing, your clit swollen from sitting still for so long without doing anything about it. you don’t know, but you could’ve sworn you heard chris groan.

too busy focusing to try to not make a sound by biting your lip, you hear sentences being scattered around from the boys.

“i don’t know, man.”

“this game sucks!”

“is your camera working yet?”

“no, sorry!”

little do they know, here you are, fucking yourself on your boyfriend’s dick like a bitch in heat.

you nuzzle your head in his neck and kiss a spot before biting down to stifle your pathetic sounds. chris hisses at the sudden contact and misses a kill, the other person killing him instead, costing them to lose.

“for fuck sake. chris, are you sure you’re okay?” matt asks in annoyance.

the tip of his cock brushes against your g-spot unexpectedly, forcing a whine out of you. “actually.” chris starts. “i don’t feel good, to be honest. i might log off for tonight.”

he quickly ends the discord call and shuts down his computer, stopping your movements. you look at him with glassy eyes, a frown portraying your face. he runs a finger up your spine before gripping onto your hair and yanking it, making you whimper. “first, you ruin my pants.”

he thrusts himself up into you, taking you by surprise with a gasp.

“then, you tease me.”

another thrust.

“now, you can’t follow simple fucking instructions.”

again.

a broken moan comes out of you, chris slapping your ass. “need me to fuck you so bad you can’t even wait two hours. instead, you get off by fucking yourself on my dick like your life depends on it. so pathetic.”

you whine of embarrassment, yet you don’t want this to stop.

“please.” you breathe out. “i’m sorry. please fuck me.”

with that, chris grabs your thigh with his free hand and starts plunging into you from below. his grip is still tight on your hair. you let out breathy moans left and right since each thrust takes the air out of your lungs. your eyes start prickling with tears from all of the built-up pleasure. “oh my— fucking— jesus— god.”

chris chuckles at your failed attempt to form a sentence. your moans transition into high-pitched squeals when he hits the angle that makes a knot form in your stomach. he releases his grip from your hair and moves it to your jaw, his hand that was on your thigh coming up to your mouth. he shoves in his middle and ring finger for you to suck on.

god, this felt good, and boy was it hot.

drool starts dribbling down your chin as you moan around his fingers and your eyes roll back. chris twitches inside you causing him to groan and take out his fingers, but your mouth still hangs open as unholy sounds come out of it. he releases your jaw and cups your ass with both hands.

“holy shit.” you whine. “i’m gonna cum.”

“let go, y/n. fuck you’re doing so good for me.”

because you certainly don’t have to be told twice, your whole body trembles and you fall forward. your hands cup the sides of his neck.

“i love you.” you moan into his neck as he continues thrusting to get to his release. “i love you so fucking much— jesus god.” you cry out when you feel chris filling you up.

he thrusts a few more times into your trembling body to get down from his high.

“look at me.” he says softly, bringing your head up to make eye contact. he smiles and kisses your lips. “i love you too, ma.”

when you come back to your senses you lift yourself off of him and stumble to his bed to sit down. chris pulls up his boxers and checks his phone that’s been blowing up on the desk in front of him.

[theclassiccherry]

class 2-a misc. headcanons

hey, I'm cherry. welcome. recs are open if you're interested. much love, drink some water, and take care babe. (also, a lot of this turned into their music tastes, so??)

tw: language, but that’s expected w me

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-Todoroki and Momo are both well traveled, having been to multiple countries, and at one point or another becomes something the two share about with one another.

-Deku absolutely had a fnaf phase.

-It's canon Bakugou likes romance novels; however, sharks I present to you: Bakugou watches Bridgerton. Send tweet.

-Mina has a fake and has used it to buy alcohol; however, this doesn't work so well after the sports festival after she's disclosed as a first year.

-I saw someone posted that Bakugou is a Kendrick Lamar fan, so whoever originally posted that, full credit to you (if you know, please comment and I'll tag them) -- I'd like to add he's a Future, Metro, 21 Savage, and The Weeknd fan as well, and you bet your ass he's training to The Hills, 10 Freaky Girls, and Mask Off.

-Bakugou has a skin care routine.

-Kirishima knows 'Unwritten' by Natasha Bedingfield by heart. If it gets played, he gets into that shit.

-There's a speaker system in Gym Gamma, and everyone takes turns on aux whenever there's a class practice. Songs that get played most are as follows:

Surround Sound by JID, 21 Savage, and Baby Tate

Without Me by Eminem

Literally anything that's by Rihanna, Pitbull, Nicki Minaj, Cardi B, or Blackpink

m.A.A.d city by Kendrick Lamar

10 Freaky Girls by 21 Savage and Metro Boomin

Not Like Us by Kendrick Lamar

(idk I feel like rap goes hard when you're training to kick ass, yk)

Livin' on a Prayer by Bon Jovi (one of kiri's favorite songs)

yk Smooth Operator by Sade too 😭

-After the drake disses, no one is allowed to play drake, it gets vetoed almost immediately. however when not like us comes on, everyone holds the 'A MINORRR' and it's fucking gold

-Bakugou, Mina, Jirou, and Kirishima are primarily in control of the music cause the class tends to like whatever they play, but if enough people yell skip, the song gets vetoed.

-Deku could roast the shit out of someone if he chose to, like if you put him in Wild'n'Out he'd gut bitches, he's just too nice and keeps his mouth shut 99.9% of the time. Considering he knows so much about people, their habits, and quirks, he's also unintentionally got dirt on people. All of saying is, Deku could 1000% pull a Kendrick Lamar and end someone's career if he just decided to.

-Inko Midoriya brings food over to the class dorms for those who choose to remain in the dorms. She's the emergency contact for like, half of the class, and is essentially everyone's mom. If something's wrong, Momma Midoriya is already in the mom van and on the way.

-Mitsuki is a wine mom. Tell me I'm wrong. I'll wait.

-Kirishima has like, 50 flavors of protein powder. it's all stacked neatly on a shelf in his dorm.

-Kaminari has been banned from the kitchen, he's too much of a liability once he starts 'cooking'.

-Sato keeps a cookie jar, and bakes fresh cookies every couple days - it lives in the kitchen off to the side. He's also just really laid back, and if you're on your cycle and have a specific pastry you're craving, if you ask, he'll make it for you fresh if he has the time.

-Kirishima is a hugger and if you've had a bad day, and need a hug, just hug him. He'll sit there and hold you as long as you need, stating it's, "manly to hug it out!"

-Deku also gives amazing hugs, but is too shy to do so with people he's not close with.

-Mina and Hagakure host dance parties every Friday night for the girlies. No boys are allowed, but Aoyama is invited because he's fabulous.

-Bakugou, Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero play Fortnite and COD together. Kirishima called them the 'Baku-squad' once and that's when that term was first coined by the group (in my headcanons). Bakugou secretly likes that it's named after him.

-Deku, Tsu, Uraraka, Todoroki and Ilda have a Minecraft server together. Deku built a massive All Might and proceeded to live in it, Tsu has a hut by the mangroves, Uraraka lives in the cherry biome, and then Todoroki and Ilda have this really organized massive house in a spruce forrest. When everyone saw it for the first time, they all went, "holy shit...". Lest to say it soon becomes the HQ of the server when they suit up for the ender dragon fight.

-Speaking of Minecraft, Deku builds the most elaborate red stone you've ever seen, but cannot explain how and what he built to save his life. He also owns all of the Minecraft books that came out in like, 2016.

-Aizawa lives on Melatonin gummies, black coffee, and shear force of will. I also feel like at one point in his early 20s he smoked cigarettes then quit.

-Sero's hammock is something he keeps as a privilege after Bakugou broke it.

-Bakugou just happens to 'make too much' food and happens to make sure his friends have eaten properly.

-Present Mic is a die hard Mitsuki fan.

-Aizawa genuinely loves his students and does little things for them. Like at graduation, there's a small note from him to each student in their diplomas for them to find later. It's personalized for each of them, but he gives his personal contact to all in case they ever need anything (he would drop everything and help but he won't say that out loud).

-If Bakugou or Midoriya ever got ahold of Thor's hammer, they'd both be worthy. Bakugou more-so at the end of the series than the beginning. Kirishima could also lift it depending on the situation.

-Mineta's been sent to detention multiple times for looking up things he should NOT be googling on the school WiFi. Aizawa is really sick of his shit, he refuses to even look at the links anymore cause it's bad, and so he just lectures him like a hopeless parent and then gives the Chromebook back lmao

-Aizawa uses his body wash as face wash and has flawless skin.

-If Denki was a vine, he’d be the *calling roll call* “Uh, Shithead?” “It’s pronounced shi-thead”

copyright © @theclassiccherry

[yutarot]

SHES THE MAN [l.hc smau]

23 - i guess we both had our secrets. wc: 1k

TBU campus — 11:07am

the past few weeks had gone slowly. it had taken you a while to get back into the routine of your old life, no esports, no ncu and no haechan.

just you, your friends and this horrible sinking feeling in your stomach.

you miss him more than you’ll ever admit to ten or yourself. but there is nothing you can do but watch, as days pass, in fear that you’ll forget all the memories you made with him. whether they were classed as real memories or not, you struggle to decipher, but considering the ache that you feel in remembering them, you decide that you can cherish them as if they were.

this morning was just another morning, leaving your dorm with ningning and making your way to classes. the campus always seemed so fresh, so new, and you hated the way that, with every corner you turn, you risk the chances of bumping into the one person you do not want to see.

eric sohn.

somehow, you’ve avoided him ever since ami revealed your secret. but you know that the moment you see him, he’s not going to let you go peacefully.

it had taken a while for people on campus to come to terms with what had happened. luckily, most people found it hilarious, patting you on the back when they saw you, congratulating you for doing what you wanted and nearly getting away with it.

you hang on to that ‘nearly’, clutching onto the possibility of what it might’ve been if you were never exposed.

your thoughts are interrupted.

“meet me back here at 1?” ningning asks, referring to you both having to split to go to seperate buildings at this point. you nod at her before making your way to the biology block.

if only you knew that you would never make it.

because, standing in your direct line of sight is not only the man you least want to see, but there he is, staring directly at you.

and he’s grinning.

you want to turn away, you really do, you’ve been dreading this interaction for weeks. but you keep walking forward until your face to face with him, your legs moving you out of curiosity and perhaps madness.

“hi yn.” he says. your glad he’s not got any of his friends with him, you couldn’t think of anything worse than having sunwoo laugh in your face.

“hi eric.”

“so, NCU huh?”

oh god.

“ye-“

“you know, i had my suspicions about you after seeing you help haechan out of that party, wasn’t very stranger-like of you.”

you stay silent. you know what question he’s going to ask next, and there’s nothing you can do to prepare yourself for the sting it’s going to hit you with.

“did he know you were lying directly to his face about who you were the entire fucking time?”

there it is.

you’re annoyed, “why do you care?” you say, but he only scoffs.

he’s smug, and you hate it. “all of that, for me? wow yn, you must have really hurt their feelings when you left. i’m curious, were you planning to tell them, ever? or were you just expecting to disappear out of nowhere? thinking no one would notice?”

there’s a sinister tone to his voice that confuses you. why is he asking so many irrelevant questions? why is he not asking you what happened?

but then, it hits you.

“you were behind it, all of it.”

his creeping smile answers your question before he can even open his mouth.

“hmmm and what do you mean by it?”

you hate how happy he is, you hate how much he’s smiling.

“you told ami that chenle had been away. you’d found out somehow, and you’d told her.”

he shrugged, “all it took was $20 in hyunjaes hand and he was happy to hack into chenles phone to send a text to ami. you should have known that younghoon was in the same basketball team as chenle, not my fault.”

“you’re sick.”

“i guess we both had our secrets.”

you’re appalled at how right he is, you had been stupid, you’d overlooked all the small details and you’d missed out on everything that was looking you directly in the face. eric beating up haechan unprovoked? him attacking haechan in the fortnite tournament? this entire time, he wasn’t trying to mess with haechan, he was trying to mess with you, and you just let it all happen because you turned a blind eye to the fact that he might have known. he had no reason for attacking chenle and the ncu team, unless he knew that it was never really chenle at all.

“you knew the whole time?”

he raises his eyebrows, smugness in his eyes that doesn’t cease to make you feel nauseous. “well, you helping haechan at the party was the main giveaway, why else do you think i started punching him in the first place?”

“you were trying to confirm it for yourself… to see if i would go over to help him…”

“oh you really are smart yn!”

you hate eric, in this moment and forever. he had planned this all perfectly from the beginning, disguising his hatred for you as hatred for haechan. and haechan didn’t deserve a single ounce of that hate.

you did.

you hate that it all could have worked out, you could have stayed in the team and you could have beat tbu. but it’s because of your own stupidity that you let eric find out everything.

and haechan. oh how you wish you could find him and apologise for everything, you wish you could go back to the very beginning, never get yangyangs twitter, never dm him and never accept that first game request from haechan.

this was all a horrible, horrible mistake.

and it’s all your fault.

so all you can do is walk away. that’s all you seem to ever do.

you walk, and you walk and you walk.

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[luvnoirs]

caught

paring: paige x fem!reader synopsis: reader walks in on kk and paige during a tiktok live and accidentally exposes their relationship warning(s): none ! (sfw) word count: 742

a/n: shoutout to oomf for giving me this idea lmao

"hey guys. where's p?" you question after you opened the front door to one of the team's shared apartment.

you had first stopped by your girlfriend's shared apartment which was next door, only to find out that she wasn't there. confused, you had sent her a text that had gone unanswered for ten minutes. so then you decided to go next door to see if her other teammates knew where the hell she was.

you were first met with amari as she held a jar of pickles, half of a pickle being chewed in her mouth while she held the remaining half in her hand. aubrey sat on the couch cheering on aaliyah as she wildly danced in front of the tv playing just dance 4.

amari was the only one who actually noticed your presence and she nodded towards the back of the apartment where the rooms were located since her mouth was still busy chewing on the salty pickle.

you thanked her as you made your way out of the common area and into the hallway. you could already hear loud chatter accompanied with the sound of music playing. you instantly knew one of the voices belonged to kk, so you decided to open it because paige was known to keep kk by her side most times.

your assumption was proven right once you finally opened the door and laid your eyes on kk and paige goofing off in front of an iphone camera. their backs were faced towards you while ice laid on the bed playing fortnite so she noticed you first. yet, her eyes widened a bit before they quickly cut towards kk and paige's direction. but before ice could say anything you had beat her to it.

"babe, seriously?"

kk paused her dancing while her and paige both turned around to the sound of my annoyed voice.

you watched confusedly as kk let out an 'oh shit!", scrambling to grab her phone and tap the screen quickly. before you could question it, paige was walking towards you with a surprised expression.

"y/n?" paige questioned. "i thought you said you couldn't come over tonight?"

you smacked your teeth and shook your head at her. "i texted you saying nevermind. then, i showed up to your dorm but you weren't there and when i texted you again you never responded. where is your phone?"

"it died so i had it on the charger while kk and i went live…" paige scratched her head, glancing back at kk who was now sitting on ice's bed biting the inside of her cheek.

"oh shit, you were live? i thought you were making one of those stupid tiktok videos-- ice! why didn't you tell me?" you whacked the side of her leg as she yelled out dramatically.

you and paige haven't exactly made your relationship public yet and you literally avoided the girl as if she was the plague whenever one of the girls went live. it was honestly all your decision for it to be this way because you didn't want the media to focus on who paige was dating rather than her actual talent and love for her community. you also knew how many fans she had and you could only imagine what they would say about you if they had found out that you were dating the paige bueckers.

"hey, i tried to warn them!" ice defended herself, still trying to concentrate on her game.

"they probably screen recorded the live, too" kk added, looking back and forth between you and unbothered paige.

you groaned as paige wrapped her arms around you, resting her cheek on top of your head. "nah it's fine… you weren't in the camera anyway so they can speculate all they want about it."

laughing, you hugged her back. she had practice earlier tonight so she smelled like fresh clean clothes and the lavender soap she uses. you inhaled and relaxed against her body. "your fans aren't dumb, paige…"

paige pulled back a bit to look at your face. "i don't care. i'm tired of hiding you-"

"um, not to be rude, but can y'all do this lovey-dovey shit somewhere else…" kk feigned disgust and held her stomach as if she was sick.

paige rolled her eyes and you let out another laugh. you said goodbye to her two teammates as your girlfriend grabbed you by the hand and walked you out of the room.

[lillchris]

You with the dark curls; You with the water colored eyes (Two Shot)

Chapter One: A Sour Apple Can Spoil The Whole Bunch

Responding to @my-favorite-sign-blog Word Count: 1.7k

a/n: The book title is inspo from the song "Dear Arkansas Daughter" Anyway seeing that this is my first fanfic in a while, I thought it was no better time to start than the present. Most of the plotlines in this book will be ideas from my delusional brain. In this fanfic, Jalen and Paige actually dated so just keep that in the back of your minds ;) I hope you all like this first chapter! <3 TW: Angst, Jalen Suggs, Mentions of cheating and divorce, Swearing, Homophobia

It was Christmas morning in the Fudd household, and with that came Christmas breakfast, it was a tradition the family had yet to break.

It was precisely 8:30am when Azzi looked at the alarm clock beside her bed, and heard the sound of her father's voice ring down the hall as he banged pots and pans that woke up all those who were sleeping.

"Come on everybody up! Rise and shine it's Christmas morning and you know what that means!"

Tim Fudd's morning enthusiasm was not reciprocated as Azzi rolled back over, and pulled the comforter back over her head, in hopes of blocking out the loud ruckus outside her room.

"I'll rise but I sure won't shine." Azzi mumbled groggily.

Just then the door burst open, and she soon felt a dip in the mattress as she groaned from the sudden disturbance.

"AZZI! AZZI! AZZI! Wake up! Come on get up!" The sound of Drew Bueckers voice blared in her ear as she rolled over once again.

"Wow I guess that didn't work, maybe you should try since your besties." Drew shrugged before getting off the bed and walking out of the room.

"Come on you big head, get up. It's rude not to greet your best friend after it took three-plus hours to get here." Paige said in a teasing tone as she attempted to pull the comforter off of Azzi.

"Just five more minutes Paige, pleaseee. You know I'm not a morning person."

"Okay fine, but I'm sitting on the edge of your bed waiting here until you decide to get off your ass and wake up." Paige teased as she picked up a mini basketball that was lying on the floor.

The constant sound of the ball hitting the door and bouncing back, over and over was enough to drive Azzi nuts, she sighed before pulling off the covers.

"When, and how did you even get here? I thought you were going back home to celebrate Christmas with your mom's side of the family in Montana?" Azzi asked sleepily as she rubbed her eyes.

"Well, it took me a minute to realize after I said goodbye to you at the airport a month ago, that I wanted to spend Christmas with you instead. So I bought tickets for the next flight out to Virginia, and viola here I am."

"Paige do you need me for anything else, me and Jose want to play Fortnite," Drew said with a sigh as he trudged back into the room with a PS5 controller in hand.

When Paige didn't respond, Drew took it as a sign, rolling his eyes before leaving once again.

"Come on Azzi I want some of your mom's famous maple apple pancakes fresh off the griddle before your brothers eat them all". Paige says with a long pleading, drawn-out sigh.

"Don't make me force you out of bed".

"Noo Paige Please. Just let me wake up naturally. Jose forced me to watch some stupid ass Christmas comedy movie, and I am so tired." Azzi says with her eyes closed still as an annoyed groan falls from her lips.

"You're getting up whether you like it or not, come on," Paige says mischievously as she swats at Azzi's knee lightly as an incentive.

"Alright guess I'm going to have to carry you out like the princess you are." Paige says before picking up Azzi and slumping her over her shoulder carrying her out.

" Think you might want to carry Azzi more gently, she is Sleeping Beauty." Tim Fudd laughs upon seeing his daughter carried out Fireman's lift-style.

"Well, she is a princess after all," Paige says with a smirk before carrying Azzi bridal style in her arms.

"Wait before you put her down," Jose says laughing, before taking a picture of a sleepy Azzi, as Tim and Katie just laugh.

"Alright, Paige wake up Azzi it's almost time to eat." Katie says with a smile as she sets the last of the pancake on a plate.

"Wakey, Wakey princess, it's time to wake up for real this time." Paige says with a smirk as she bops her best friend on the nose, as she puts Azzi down forcing her to stand up despite how groggy she is.

"I'm up, I'm up! " Azzi says yawning as she puts on one of Paige's hoodies that she's currently "borrowing"

"Hey, that's my hoodie! Haven't you had it for over six months now?" Paige says jokingly with an eyebrow raised and a smirk plastered on her face.

"Whatever Paige. I like it, it's so comfy and it smells like you. I've worn it for the past month since I missed you." Azzi says as she leans against Paige's shoulder, and everyone sits at the table.

"She has hardly taken it off since we picked her up at the airport a month ago." Katie states as she passes the syrup bottle.

"Yeah, she practically lives in it." Tim chimes in, as Drew and Jose give each other knowing looks, as they look across the table at the two girls, who seem utterly comfortable and relaxed in each other's presence.

"Oh? So you actually missed me?" Paige says teasingly to Azzi as she eats her scrambled eggs.

"Of course I missed you! Is that even a question!" Azzi says with her mouth half full of food as she half-jokingly rolls her eyes. She glances over at Paige, before nudging her in the side playfully.

In Azzi's mind, she wanted to say: of course I missed you I always miss you. But she refrained, something in her mind stopped her.

Just as everyone was finishing eating, the sound of the doorbell ringing shifted their attention.

"I'll get it" Tim said as he rose from the table, before heading to the door.

"Is Paige Bueckers here by chance?" A young man says as he stands on the snowy outside steps.

"And who are you?" Tim asks curiously.

"I'm Jalen Suggs, Paige's- friend. I would like to talk to her for a second.

"Oh, so you're- never mind, sure come in," Tim says clearing his throat, letting the young man inside.

"Paige, someone's here to see you."

"Here to see me? On Christmas? I don't know who could possibly want to see m-." Paige's words stopped just as quickly as they had been spoken. Her mouth suddenly goes dry, upon seeing him standing there.

"I need to talk to you, please." Jalen says with a insistent look as she approaches him, firmly grabbing his forearm, and leading him into the living room.

"What the hell are you doing here Jalen on all of the days Christmas! I thought I made myself clear-"

"You did, baby, but I-I want to apologize, for everything." Jalen pleads as Paige's blood almost boils upon hearing him call her baby.

Paige sighs, looking down and shaking her head, before glancing over at Drew who is watching them talk. He quickly snaps his head toward the TV acting like he isn't staring.

"Look, can we just- talk about this outside. The at least decent thing you can do is not have this conversation in front of my little brother." Paige sighs in frustration as she and Jalen walk out onto the small front porch.

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Meanwhile, Azzi is helping her mom and dad clean up the kitchen.

"Whoa, what did that plate ever do to you?" Tim jokes as Katie shoots her husband a not the right-time look.

In Azzi's mind, the thought, the sight, the mention of that person, that man- Jalen Suggs, makes her blood boil to no avail. He was a dick, an asshole, hell, every insulting name in the damn book of insults, for what he put Paige through the last year and a half.

She despised him, how could he do that to Paige, Her Paige. She dismissed that thought quickly, as her mind trailed back to Jalen the more she thought about him the more her mind reeled and turned at just how much she disliked him.

"Azzi." The sound of someone's voice and the feeling of her mother's hand brought her back to reality, and it was only then did Azzi realize that she had been washing the same damn pan for over five minutes. She released the death grip she had on the pan before taking a deep breath.

"Azzi, are you alright?" Her mother's eyes met hers as she looked up from her feet.

"Yeah, I'm fine. its-just why the hell did he have to show up, right here, right now, on Christmas of all days- I just." Azzi sighed and threw her hands up in the air.

"I'm walking out there, I know it's not my place but I'm giving Jalen a piece of my mind."

Azzi says determined, walking out of the house before Katie can tell her not to.

"ooooh weeeh, man! Watch out! Here comes Azzi. That boy is gonna see some Fudd fury from her! That's my girl!" Tim says proudly as Katie shoots him another unamused look.

"One! You are not calling me baby, and two! Don't you dare bring my parent's divorce into this! I might have been only three but that does not make it irrelevant. " Paige says beyond angry.

Azzi stomped out onto the snowy driveway about to give Jalen a piece of her mind, but she stopped beside the two, seeing that she had come at a bad time.

"And don't bring Azzi into this either leave her out of this!" Paige says before realizing Azzi is standing right there.

"Oh I'm sorry did I hurt your "girlfriend's" feelings." Jalen shoots back.

"Don't talk to her like that don't you dare!" Azzi says stepping in front of Paige protectively.

"Oh does Paige need her best friend- or shall I say girlfriend to fight her battles for her? Is that why you broke up with me just so you could fuck your best friend instead?"

That was it Paige had officially snapped.

"I'm not the one who cheated, with my used-to-be friend Hayley Van Leith! And no that's not why I was going to break up with you! I broke up with you because you kept fucking continuously lying to me!" Paige says with venom in her voice.

"You need to leave now." Azzi says firmly as she once again steps between Paige.

"Yeah alright, whatever Paige, at least I tried apologizing. Yeah, you just have fun with your girlfriend here. She'll never be able to give you what I could." Jalen says mockingly.

Before leaving Azzi and Paige in the snowy driveway.

a/n: lmk what y’all think :)

[chronicler-of-narrative]

So, On-Lyne, huh?

Let's be honest here, they're actually an incredibly cool system. If there's one thing I like about DE is how they spice up stale systems. Like how Poe and Fortuna paved the way for Deimos and Duviri, the technocyte Coda seem to be doing the same for the lich system (especially considering how they dont seem to have any weapons).

While lightly disappointing because they have set identities unlike the very oc-friendly randomness of liches and sisters, its still basically the most hype part of the 1999 update for me.

However, praise aside, I also wanted to do some light speculatuon on their story and personalities, and specifically, why I think they weren't always infested.

Now, look, ik they look weird conceptually, being likened to fortnite skins by some, but I think that is mostly just foreshadowing. To me, they look like digital avatars, which considering their name is quite literally On-Lyne and all of the internet imagery in the 1999 promotional videos and ads seems to support this. Now, this is actually really important because if they are digital avatars of real people (as I suspect), then that sets up the main theme of their story: Appearances.

This is why I think they're not some infested psyop but rather started out normally, before being overtaken. Because at the end of the day, Warframe's stories are deep in the most batshit way possible. DE aren't afraid to use the mighty Allegory for their stories, and I think this is what they're doing here. The infestation is On-Lyne's Monkey Paw, being either a wish-come-true or a punishment, or both.

This, imo, is most evident with Zeke. After all, we literally hear him talking about how "if management gives him one more passive aggressive comment, he's gonna snap", which to me tells me that Zeke probably isn't able to endure the price of being famous. This, combined with a transcription of the infested writing on their fanpage I received from a friend, tells us what the Infestation has done for Zeke. "Zeke hungers to unmake himself" and calling him "Fleshskin" to me sound like Zeke seeking to become acceptable to the band at the cost of himself. As in, to literally martyr himself, to become the band's skin and remove the part of himseld that can't stand the pressure, becoming in the proccess an empty shell, a skin-suit, if you will.

For the others, we know a little less, so imma just summarize my theories on them :

-Hardrive's the one who spreads the infestation, the infection mechanism. But by the...unflattering language the hivemind uses to describe him unlike the others, what i get is hes trying to escape the infestation, escape the life of fame, but in doing so is only falling deeper into the very thing he's trying to get away from.

-Packet's the tactician of the group. Different from Drillbit in the fact that hes directly responsible for unity within the group. I mean, "Soothes the dissident voices" doesnt get more explicit than that. Its weird how hes the most "fresh". To me it sounds like he may have had a hand in unleashing the infestation on the group in some attempt to keep them from having a falling out, and is now in charge of keeping the whole hivemind together after being the last one to be consumed.

-Drillbit is the guide of the group. Especially with the brain and larynx lines, sounds to me like he was the second-in-command to Zeke who always wanted to be the face of the band but couldn't with Zeke in the way.

-Dj RoM is a little hard to figure out, but to me he sounds like the group hedonist. He doesn't question whats going on, hes just there to have a good time and might even be the most accepting of the infestation. Especially considering how it directly mentions how his 'palpatations reverberate' while the band is 'digesting' which may imply hes actually enjoying it.

So yea, these basically it. If im wrong, feel more than free to share your ideas. After all, this is just speculation, but to me it seems very fitting from a narrative perspective.

[hdusa]

PrinceZam: The PrinceZamLive Story, Chapter One

hi guys it’s me PrinceZam I don’t know how to use this site and I think that’s for the best

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When I woke up I was blinded by a massive beam of light straight into my eyes. I wasn’t in my bedroom anymore. I was finally, at long last, a mountain lion. Sitting at my feet was a fresh blueberry fritter. This was the best morning I ever could’ve asked for.

I want to play fortnite

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hello and welcome back ladies and gentlemen to the PrinceZam post. Today I’m joined by famed artist, PrinceZam. PrinceZam what do you have to say about PrinceZam? Well you see PrinceZam, I personally feel as if PrinceZam is kind of cool. Decent fella I guess. If you’d go far enough to call him that. Thank you PrinceZam it was an honour to have you here tonight!

why am I doing this

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I am sitting in my bed right now thinking of funny things and I keep on writing them. I hope people find these things I am writing funny. If not that’d be incredibly embarrassing. If that were the case I’d delete my account forever. Or alternatively I could never post again. One or the other. spudj

ok bye

[oldiesstationlover11607]

HELLOOO

omg your work has totally been hitting it out of the park lately 🤩 your talent is indescribable!!!!

i love my tyler x readers, and ive been in such a fluffy mood lately (perfect combo i know)

so what about tyler x reader during tøp's xmas stream, reader walks into the room while tylers on live but doesnt realize that his mic is still picking up her voice asking him a question. as he responds to whatever question shes asking, his voice/demeaner go soooo soft, and the viewers are freaking outtt asking for reader to pop onto the stream and talking about how he talks to her!!! just overall fluff and tyler showing off reader to his thousands of viewers, reader bantering with josh on the other side of the screen and playing with the silly filters 😋

hope all is well!!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

thanks for all your amazing works!!

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Xmas Stream - Tyler Joseph x Reader

Relationship: Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: Nothing hehe

Word Count: 2085

A/N: HOPE YOU LIKE THIS! I love the top livestreams – they're always so funny :)

It was December 23rd, and the house was alive with that perfect pre-Christmas energy. Fairy lights glowed softly around the living room, and the scent of fresh pine and the cookies Josh had baked filled the air. Tyler had been hosting Twenty One Pilots' special Christmas stream for about an hour now, playing Fortnite and talking with fans. Debby and I had been wrapping gifts and keeping ourselves busy with Tyler’s parents, but I knew the guys’ stream was always a spectacle worth checking in on.

I could hear Tyler’s laughter drifting through the hall, the familiar sound of his banter with Josh as they played. I smiled to myself, loving the sound of it all. Needing a break from all the gift wrapping, I walked into the kitchen.

“Does anyone want a mug of hot chocolate or a coffee?” I asked, boiling the kettle and getting the numerous powders and coffee pods down from the shelf. Tyler’s mom asked for a cup of peppermint tea and his dad wanted coffee.

“Do you want to go ask the boys while I make the drinks?” Debby asked, getting up.

“Yeah, I can do that,” I smiled, putting down the pink mug in my hand. I walked down into the basement where I had helped Tyler and Mark set up monitors and mics earlier in the day. I could hear his voice humming through the walls and the little clicks as he pressed the buttons on his controller. “Hey, babe, do you want hot chocolate or coffee? I’m making some—” I paused, realizing that there were thousands of people watching us.

Tyler’s head snapped up immediately, eyes softening the moment he saw me. His voice dropped to that tone he only used with me—warm, gentle. “Hot chocolate, please, I love you” he said, completely relaxed. He smiled up at me like I was the only thing in the room.

What neither of us realized was that his mic was still on.

Suddenly, the chat on the screen started moving at lightning speed, flooding with messages. At first, I had no idea what was happening, but Tyler caught on quicker than me. His eyes widened as he glanced at the screen, then back at me. “Uh...”

“What?” I asked, looking at the comments now too.

WAIT WHO WAS THAT?? 

Did y’all hear his voice??? 

SO SOFT for her I CANNOT TYLER, SHOW US Y/N! 

We need her on stream!!!

Realization hit me as I saw the excited, fanatical responses from the chat. They had heard everything. Tyler muted the mic quickly, his face flushing just a little, and he turned toward me with an almost apologetic look.

“Sorry. Forgot my mic was still on.”

I laughed, shaking my head.

Before either of us could say anything else, Josh’s voice echoed loudly through Tyler’s headphones, obviously enjoying every second of this. “Oh man, Y/N, Tyler just went full soft mode. I mean, it was like instant. One second he’s yelling at some kid in Fortnite, and then you walk in and suddenly he’s Mr. Soft and Sweet.”

Tyler groaned, his face flushing as he shook his head, though there was a smile playing at the corners of his lips. He muted his mic again, turning toward me with that sheepish grin he always got when Josh was teasing him. “He’s never gonna let me live this down, you know.”

I smirked, crossing my arms. “Well, I’m not sure if I should let you live it down either.”

Tyler opened his mouth to reply, but the flood of comments on the stream continued to catch both of our attention. The chat was absolutely blowing up with reactions.

Did anyone else hear his voice change? 

Tyler’s soft voice for Y/N! I CAN’T. SHOW US Y/N!!! 

Please! Let her on the stream!

Tyler sighed, throwing a glance at the camera, as if addressing the fans directly. “Alright, alright. Calm down, everyone. That was Y/N. But don’t get too excited. She’s mine.”

Josh immediately chimed in through the headset, his voice dripping with mischief. “No, no. You can’t just tease them like that. Let her on stream, dude. The people demand it.”

I laughed, leaning against the back of Tyler’s chair. “Josh, you are not helping.”

“Oh, I know.” Josh's smugness was practically audible, and the chat continued to explode with excitement, spurred on by Josh’s teasing. Y/N on stream, Y/N on stream!

Tyler looked at me, his eyes softening again. “You wanna come say hi?”

I shrugged. “I mean, they’re basically dragging me onto the stream whether I want to or not at this point.”

With a playful sigh, Tyler unmuted the mic and shifted over slightly in his chair, making room for me in the frame. As soon as I stepped into view, the chat went absolutely wild.

THERE SHE IS!!! 

Y/N!!! 

We finally see her!! 

OMG look how cute they are together. 

Tyler’s face softened IMMEDIATELY. 

We’re not imagining it.

I waved awkwardly at the camera. “Hey, everyone,” I said, feeling a little bashful now that thousands of people were suddenly focused on me. “Didn’t mean to crash the stream.”

Tyler’s hand instinctively found its way to mine, squeezing lightly under the desk. “Yeah, well, it’s not like I’m getting any more kills now that you’re here anyway,” he teased, giving me a sideways glance.

Josh’s voice interrupted again, sounding amused. “Oh, Tyler, come on, let her take over. She’s probably better at Fortnite than you are anyway.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “I don’t think so. You two have that covered.”

Josh wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass, though. “Okay, Y/N, if you’re not taking over Fortnite, at least help me out. Tell Tyler how bad his aim was last round.”

Tyler groaned, leaning back in his chair. “Oh no, you two teaming up against me now?”

I grinned, leaning in closer to the camera. “Ty, I love you, but... Josh kind of has a point. I saw your aim. It wasn’t your best work.”

The chat erupted into laughter and heart emojis, and Josh was losing it on the other end. “See?! I told you. Even Y/N’s calling you out.”

Tyler laughed, running a hand through his hair as he glanced between me and the screen. “This is it. I’m officially outnumbered in my own stream.”

Josh jumped in again, “Outnumbered? Nah, you’re just getting a reality check.”

I shook my head, still laughing as Tyler nudged me lightly. “Okay, okay. We’ll stop ganging up on you. But only because your fans might start feeling bad for you.”

“They love it,” Tyler said, pointing to the chat, which was still flying with comments of support for me and Josh’s roasting.

Y/N is the queen of this stream now. 

Roast him more! 

He deserves it!

I was about to say something when I noticed Tyler messing around with the filter settings on the stream. Suddenly, his face was replaced by a gigantic pair of sunglasses and a goofy mustache, while my head had sprouted reindeer antlers.

“Oh my god, Tyler,” I giggled, leaning closer to the screen. “You really think you can distract them with filters?”

“Maybe,” Tyler grinned, adjusting the settings again. This time, Josh’s screen popped up with some kind of alien face, his eyes ridiculously large.

“Hey!” Josh complained, his voice distorted by the filter. “Why do I always get the weirdest ones?!”

I couldn't stop laughing. “Ty, give him a cute one at least!”

“I make no promises,” Tyler said, laughing so hard his shoulders started shaking. The filter then transformed him into a cartoon bunny with huge ears, and that’s when he completely lost it. His laughter echoed through the room, so uncontrollable that he leaned forward and buried his face in my stomach to muffle the sound.

“Tyler, stop!” I laughed, trying to push him off gently, but it only made him laugh harder, his breath warm through my shirt. The chat was going wild.

Y/N and Tyler are too cute

I’m dying! I can’t breathe

 Tyler’s literally dying of laughter

Josh, still trying to be serious despite his ridiculous alien filter, groaned through his distorted voice, “Tyler, get a grip, man. You’re supposed to be streaming, not... whatever this is.”

“I can’t—" Tyler wheezed, pressing his face into my stomach again as his laughter continued. “I can’t breathe.”

I ran a hand through his hair, smiling down at him, utterly helpless in his laughter. 

Eventually, he pulled himself together, but his face was flushed, and there were still traces of a giggle in his voice. “Okay, okay, I’m good. I’m good.”

I patted his shoulder with mock sympathy. “Sure you are.”

Josh sighed dramatically. “Great. Now that Tyler has finally recovered, can we please get back to the game?”

Tyler wiped his eyes, shaking his head with a grin. “Yeah, yeah. But no promises that I won’t laugh at you again, Josh.”

I kissed Tyler’s cheek and got up, leaving the boys to their antics as I headed back to the kitchen. Even as I walked away, I could still hear Tyler’s infectious laughter, and it made my heart feel full. I loved this—his joy, his silliness, the warmth of the house filled with love and laughter.

“Y/N! Have you asked them what they wanted to drink yet?” Debby shouted from upstairs causing Josh to chuckle. 

“Yes! Tyler wants a hot chocolate and Josh would like–” I paused, looking at Josh.

“Coffee please,” he chimed. 

“Coffee,” I repeated, turning on my heel and heading back upstairs.

The warmth of the kitchen hit me immediately, the smell of pine and cookies enveloping me like a cozy hug. Debby was standing by the stove, stirring a pot of peppermint tea for Tyler’s mom, while Tyler’s dad was flipping through the channels on the TV, the soft hum of Christmas carols playing in the background.

“Josh wants coffee, huh?” Debby asked with a smile as I entered the room. “You know, I always thought he’d be more of a hot chocolate guy.” 

I laughed, shaking my head as I started making Tyler’s hot chocolate. “You’d think, right? But he’s weirdly serious about his coffee. Black, no sugar.”

Debby chuckled, pouring the tea into a delicate mug. “I’m telling you, those boys are full of surprises.”

As I prepared the drinks, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. The soft glow of the Christmas lights, the warmth of the stove, the playful sounds of Tyler and Josh's laughter drifting through the house—it all felt so perfectly... us. Like this was exactly where we were meant to be.

I balanced the tray of drinks carefully, making sure not to spill Tyler’s hot chocolate or Josh’s coffee as I made my way back downstairs. When I reached the basement, Tyler had just finished a round and was rubbing his eyes, still giggling at something Josh had said. The chat was going wild as usual, with fans asking all sorts of questions and throwing out endless heart emojis.

“Alright, delivery service,” I announced, setting the tray down on the desk beside Tyler. “One hot chocolate for you,” I handed Tyler his mug, “and a coffee for you, Josh.”

“Thanks, Y/N!” Josh’s voice came through Tyler’s headphones, even though he wasn’t on screen. 

Tyler grinned, taking a sip of his hot chocolate and humming in approval. 

I smiled, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on the top of his head. “Well, someone’s gotta keep you two functioning.”

Josh snorted on the other end. “True. If it were up to Tyler, we’d probably still be setting up the stream.”

Tyler shot him a playful glare through the camera, though there was no real bite to it. “Hey, I did plenty of the setup!”

I laughed, shaking my head as I stepped away from the camera’s view. “Sure, sure. You boys keep telling yourselves that.”

As I made my way back upstairs, I could still hear their banter while they continued to play their game. It was the perfect background noise to the cozy evening—the warmth, the laughter, the silly arguments that somehow made everything feel even more like home. And as I settled back into the kitchen, helping Debby with the last of the cookies, I couldn’t stop smiling, knowing that this was exactly what the holidays were about: love, laughter, and the little moments that made everything feel complete.

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REQUESTS OPEN CHAT!!

[vanillashay]

-- About Me --

Hiii!! I just wanted to make this since I just started my account! This is going to be my little journal about my experiences since I have to keep my religion a secret.. sorry about the spam 😭🙏

-- basic info --

Name: Lia

Pronouns: she/her/hers

Age: 18 years old.

Zodiac: aquarius

Personality Type: INFJ-T

Ethnicity: white & Puerto Rican

- currently a college film student !

- I have anxiety & I'm not the best with social cues!! So please understand if I respond oddly 🙏😭

-- My past within polytheism --

- I have worshipped Greek / Norse deities on and off for a year.. struggled with religious guilty for a while. However, I feel more free from said guilt. I won't say I am completely free as Christianity has been drilled into my brain from a very young age.

- started out with Aphrodite late 2023.. took a break.. then began to worship Loki & Freyja in February 2024 on & off. Again guilt. However, I will say I was unable to do much research due to fear & lack of ability to do so (school stuff). So I won't say that those are good examples of experience.

- however, I felt Apollo calling to me (no not TikTok fyp), so it has drawn me to FINALLY truly allow myself to dive within the religion that I have felt super drawn to.. bear with me, it still feels incredibly new and fresh.

- I still live with my religious family so I am forced to worship in secret. My altars are hidden to prevent them from getting found. 💔

~~ random fun facts ~~

- I am a super nerd. Like I LOVE marvel, comic books, anime, manga, kpop, etc..

- my favorite marvel characters are Loki, Wanda, Deadpool, wolverine.. and MANY more.

- I'm a major 'The Simpsons' fan! My favorite character is Lisa & Krusty the clown.

- I actually make edits on TikTok! Mainly marvel stuff!

- I play video games (fortnite, sims 4, etc) quite often, so if you have recommendations in relation to the deities, lmk!!

- ironically enough, growing up Greek mythology & the Hercules Disney movie was everything for me. I was OBSESSED. Pegasus & Meg were my favorite characters.

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I need some friends who are also within this religion, so pleaseeee dm me if you're around my age!! I'd love to chat!

(? I'm not sure if that's how this app works.. I'm still new. sorry 😭).

[lovechrissturniolo]

14/ day two - evening |18+|

contains: Lea taking the lead, teasing, undressing, blowjob

"What's up with your face cam switched off, brother?" Matt's voice echoed through the headset.

"Got the light off cause my eyes hurt. Look kinda messy right now." Chris murmured.

"Fix that! Chris girls are already asking for you!"

"I'm going to! Relax!" he cut his brother off quickly, staring at Lea, who had just stood up and was undressing herself right next to him.

The Chris girls comment had caused a stinging pain in her chest and she felt the urge to make him forget about them. Entirely.

She wore nothing but a black lace slip which barely covered anything as she leaned over to kiss his neck, her bare tits touching his chest.

mute

"Hold on!" Chris gasped, still staring. "That's NOT slowing down!"

"Have you ever had your cock sucked on stream?" she whispered, looking him straight in his eyes, biting her lower lip.

"No?" Chris answered with a husky voice while his eyes narrowed. Something in her behaviour had changed and he was confused about what it was, as she quickly pulled his jeans down without breaking eye contact.

"No fucking hesitation, huh?" he growled between clenched teeth and his gaze became like that of an animal, hunting it's prey.

"Your Chris girls gotta wait!" Lea huffed defiantly. "Too fucking bad!"

"Oh, so that's it?" An amused, devilish grin appeared on his lips. "You fancy a competition!"

"Competition where!?" Lea replied snappishly and knelt between his legs.

"Hold the fort for a minute and talk! Have to go to the bathroom!" Matt announced.

Chris frowned and rolled his eyes.

unmute

"Yeah got it!"

Lea stroked the outline of his cock, looked greedily at the clearly defined bulge and ran her tongue over her lip.

"Alright chat," Chris cleared his throat and tried desperately to open a conversation. "How y'all doing?"

Lea grinned cheekily at him and shook her head slowly, forming the words "Pathetic attempt!" almost soundlessly.

Oh, Chris hated that - in the most pleasant way possible - she could clearly tell from his look becoming dark and greedy.

He forced himself to look back at the screen. "Oh wow, your grandma's 90th birthday? That's cool!" he answered to the chat, trying to sound enthusiastic.

Lea pulled a face, mocking Chris' expression: "Wow, so cool!" as she pulled his boxers down a few inches.

Chris's jaw dropped at the cheek of it! Half of his mouth twisted into a stunned grin.

Lea obviously offered a challenge he was willing to accept.

"Making out just wearing the new fresh love hoodie..." he read casually from the chat and pretended it to be an accident. "I definitely didn't have to say that out loud... But sounds good to me!"

Chris played the game well, Lea had to admit, but she was confident of winning - after all, he was defenceless.

She licked over the protruding shaft of his cock and teased its tip with her fingers.

Chris winced and bit his hand to stifle a moan.

mute

"Fuck!" he cursed. "Take it out then! Look how hard you fucking make me!"

"You need to keep the conversation going, right?" she shot back, freeing his hard member from the fabric of the boxers. "Talk to them, go ahead!"

unmute

"Day two of streaming, isn't that crazy?" sighed Chris and adjusted his sitting position, while Lea let his tip slowly disappear into her mouth. "Time goes by so fast it's insane!"

He closed his eyes and put his head back from pleasure. "We gonna make a break soon, chat! Fortnite gets annoying..."

Her mouth caressed his cock in the most agonizing way possible. These slow and sensual movements drove him crazy.

mute

"M'gonna fuck the shit out of you as soon as Matt is back! Y'know that right?" Chris moaned desperately.

Looking down at her head bobbing up and down on his cock almost made him lose control.

unmute

"Matt, are you back?" he groaned, pretending to just be annoyed. No answer.

Lea sighed quietly. She really wanted him to fuck the shit out of her when Matt was back...

Chris tousled his hair and placed his free hand impatiently on the back of her head.

"I'm back!"

"Good, gotta go to the bathroom too!" Chris groaned and hit the mute button.

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[gaykarstaagforever]

TNG Season 6 certainly has its good episodes. Like Episode 8, "A Fistful of Datas".

Yes, it's another goofy "Holodeck-on-the-fritz" episode. But I goddamn love these. And the writers seem to too, because they usually tend to be well-written. This one in particular focuses on Worf and Data, probably my two favorite TNG characters, which helps. And Spiner and Dorn get to flex their substantial acting chops, dealing with this fantasy situation.

Also they finally let Troi do something cool. I may be a filthy homosexual, but Cowboy Troi still gets it DONE. Hot damn.

This episode raises all kinds of questions about how the Enterprise-D computer works, and why the hell. You'd think after the "Elementary, My Dear Data" incident of Season 2, they would have physically isolated the Holodeck from the rest of the ship's computer, or at least put up some firewalls or memory-access limits. The VR computer game app should not be able to just use ALL of the ship's insane computing power to run games. Like, games are shit when they do that now. This system keeps fresh air flowing in the ship, and makes it so that not everyone explodes immediately every time you move it. Probably should wall-off the thing running Space Fortnite from the bulk of that.

But they certainly don’t. By the end of this episode, the computer has nonchalantly generated FIVE different perfect recreations of Data for its corrupted cowboy simulation. Five. He's the most advanced android in the known universe, and his inner-workings are a mystery even to Starfleet scientists. And the Enterprise-D computer just made 5 clones of him for a video game. Hot damn, this system is scary powerful.

...Of course, in "Elementary, Dear Data", it accidentally created an ENTIRE SENTIENT MAN, just because Geordi asked it to troll Data. And it let that creation seize the rest of the computer with steampunk levers and nearly kill everyone. Again, why don't they have basic code permissions in place to prevent stuff like this? And yes, I know the answer is this was written in the 80s by people who wrote it on typewriters.

And this comes up again in Season 6 in Episode 12, "Ship in a Bottle", where Moriarty breaks out of his digital prison and attacks them again. And tries to force them to make him real! And they only stop him then by tricking him into trapping himself inside a Space iPad!

Starfleet. For God's sake. Basic security protocols, my dudes!

All this said, the Moriarty thing only happened because Data and Geordi were messing around with the computer, and this cowboy mess only happened because...Data and Geordi were messing around with the computer. That's twice now, guys. Picard should at least give them a stern talking-to. You'd think the Chief Engineer and the Android would be smarter about their computer shenanigans. But here we are.

Here we motherfucking are.

Some people are always playing chicken with the train.

[kado-fortnite]

pinned like a bug. (Jul. 31, 2024)

RP/ask blog for Kado Thorne from Fortnite run by @corvidazed! Partially an excuse to learn Blender rendering, so expect some of those.

Heavy on headcanons, canon divergent. I'm no lore expert but I will try my best to keep things accurate where I can!

I'm an adult, so please expect heavy themes and suggestive content from time to time. Tags to blacklist this content are below, and I will never post anything explicit. Shipping is welcome, but you and your character must be 18 or older.

Anything OOC will be denoted by //text.

#fresh blood - In character asks #networking - In character reblogs #collected - Aesthetic, art, and related reblogs #pretty things - Renders and other art #entropic eclipse - Dark/heavy content #sanguine secrets - Risqué/suggestive #corvid crows - Anything OOC

Spotlight on Kado!

After narrowly escaping the events of C4S4 with his life, Kado rode out the shock waves of The Big Bang to end up on Helios prior to the events of C5S1. Content to bide his time and regroup, his presence on the island has remained subtle, save for the few remaining pieces of his collection that crash landed on the island alongside him.

He's been keeping close tabs on the island's inhabitants and their struggles, though the escape of Midas was something he failed to expect. With the island free from the iron rule of gods, Kado has taken an interest in the vacant throne and currently resides near Charon's Crossing.

While he's finally showing his face, Kado is keen to keep his vampiric identity hidden for as long as he can manage to keep such an ace up his sleeve. Ill intentions aside, he's about as friendly as a prissy appreciator of the finer things in life can be. He's easily won over through gifts of high value, eager to rebuild his once formidable collection from the ground up.

Although a vampire, his ancient existence has granted him resilience to the sun and other typical detriments. Still, he prefers to avoid the unrelenting heat of the new wasteland whenever possible.

Nobody on the island is from his normal timeline, but he's most often found interacting with @valeria-fortnite and @king-midas-fortnite.

[slowpokes-things]

Okay, this is really dumb. But I want to take a second and rant about something with Fortnite.

Fortnite has a problem with their storyline (omg shocker right?!?), but what I’m aiming at more specifically is that they struggle to invest in interesting original antagonists for longer than a season.

Now of course some of the time this is to be expected, with a “season” system something has to be done to keep the story fresh of course. That’s when they do villains like Midas, or Zeus, or Megalodon; all of which I think are cool concepts for antagonists and they served their role to the best of their ability. But whenever they try to do an overarching antagonist like Geno, or Cube Queen, or even (what I thought would be one) The Wanderer, they never commit to continuing them for more than like…2 seasons, if that.

As someone who loves story and plot I know this probably means more to me than it does most people, and that’s fair. But constantly picking up antagonists that, frankly, I get really into and then dropping them faster than a bad parent drops their child? Like, this game keeps giving me reasons to stop playing it.

If you couldn’t tell, I’m not very happy about the Wanderer being Dr. Doom either. I am really happy for those who are excited and love Dr. Doom! But…it just feels kinda cheap to me. Like, having this huge Disney thing happen with an influx of new characters, and now a marvel season, where the villian who really wasn’t teased to be a Marvel character is. Too much capitalism for me no thank you /hj.

Anyways, TLDR: I wish Fortnite would commit to original antagonists for more than 1 or 2 seasons. I’m also really disappointed about The Wanderer being Dr. Doom instead of his own character.

If this pops off I’ll ramble about The Last Reality, The Seven, and The Nothing. Or if I’m feeling it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[realmsofgames]

Tens of thousands of knights have been executed. The royal houses from across the land send their bravest sons to the boy king's court, lamenting their inevitable demise. "I will serve you to my utmost ability, my liege" states knight after knight as they try to avert their eyes from the men being executed to their side. The boy king rattles "the battlepass is ending! You are no knight!" as the stone faced executioner swings his blade. Some are sent to the dungeons to grind fortnite, some to the tower to meet their end in apex, all of them dread the day when they will watch fresh recruits swear fealty as they too face execution. Late at night, when the king's men are asleep, honorbound knights whisper. "The northern lords march on our capital and we're meant to idle behind our battlements?" questions one of the new knights. "The armies of the north have long since penetrated our keep, boy" replies a veteran knight as he raises the visor of his hounskull helm. "There lad" he adds, gesturing to the screen where their brother knights are hurridly consuming chug jugs, hoping to secure a victory royale for the boy king. A knight in regal golden plate pilots Darth Maul into the closing circle, "ONE MORE!" he shouts. The dungeon is alight with anticipation, if he can defeat the last remaining player, the battlepass will be complete and he might live to see another day. Just as their spirits begin to rise their hopes are crushed in an instant by the crack of a sniper's rifle. Darth Maul falls to the ground as Jonesy griddys on his holographic corpse. The screen displays "#2 downed by NorthNeverLoses4689." A the beginning of the war men would have cried, shouted out in rage, or consoled the poor bastard, but the same story has been told countless times and all the knights can muster is a look of shame and a nod to the man who would meet with the executioner in the morning. "Again!?" shouts the veteran knight as he looks over the screen. "That same northern bastard hasn't lost a single battle royale yet...." he mutters. It seems that, despite the deaths of his brothers, the aged knight has almost come to respect the flawless record of the northern warrior. "Who is he...?" he asks himself.

In the frigid north a blizzard assails a lone castle. The guards and servants are nowhere to be seen. The amber hue of a flame emitting from a portal at the highest point in the castle watchtower is the only sign that the fortification is inhabited at all. "BUHHHHH HEHEHEH." A simple minded chuckle echoes from the tower. A northern simpleton grips his sodacan cock and tugs on it as he celebrates his 900th victory royale. "I liiiike this game buhuhhhhh" the simpleton remarks as he chews upon a flank steak with his mouth agape.

In the capital the boy king shrieks "the battlepass is ending! THE BATTLEPASS IS ENDING!!!" and the executioner hefts his blade once more.