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vanilleandclove · 4 months ago

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rings of fire | chapter one

ser erryk cargyll x targaryen! reader | chapter one: heir for a night, heir for eternity

As the tourney begins, Ser Erryk takes up the princess's offer of wielding Blackfyre for a day. To much behest of both the townsfolk and the court, as there were whispers of the princess's perhaps affections of the knight, a kingsguard no less. Princess Y/n Targaryen, the woman of the kingsguard, the woman of Westerosi politics. The tournament thus begins at the announcement of your mother's labors; to fuel your own concerns, your mother's labors were never easily taken care of.

word count: 2.6k | warnings: mentions of childhood abuse, the reader is put through the ringer omg, also reader has bush ok!, erryk you are a fucking g, unprotected sexual intercourse, oral sex (female receiving), descriptions of violence, aemma :( | author's note: ok i wildly enjoyed writing this chapter! song for this chapter is definitely: forwards beckon rebound by adrianne lenker.

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"Princess, I may sound crude, but I believe your breasts to have grown once more" your handmaiden, Hana, spoke up as she attempted to tie the strings of your corset tighter, noting the spillage of your breasts from your dress, cleavage leaving little to nothing to the imagination. You smiled at her as you looked into the mirror, the smile was both of amusement and question, you were nearly a woman, a near adult, your mother always said women stop growing when they reach the age of six and ten.

"It may just be near my bleeding" you shrugged, attempting to fix your breasts so your father wouldn't be vehemently against you attending the tournament, even if you were the one to send ravens to all the great houses, urging to send their best participant in the games. As Hana finished the tying of your corset, you stepped away from the clothing platform, taking one last look at your braided hair, you kept it simple for the tourney, a singular loose braid.

As you exited out of your chambers, looking to both of your sides just to not see a singular knight at your post before remembering most of them were representing their houses in the tournament, a smile grew on your face before you hastily looked down to your feet to not raise any suspicion on your thoughts and memories of last night occupying your emotions and bodily function.

During the late and dark hours of night, you heard a light knock on your chamber doors. In your mind you silently prayed it was Erryk or Rhaenyra; the day made you tiresome, unable to interact with the people of your father's court once more. Getting up from your bed, fixing the light lace, near transparent, nightclothes that clung to your body, your nipples and bare skin exposed for view. Though you did not care, hiding behind the door as you answered it. Being met with the gaze of Erryk, smiling as you both locked eyes, opening the door wider as an invitation.

The knight was stunned by your choice of apparel and lack thereof, "I do consider this offer both generous and noble my princess, but I am for certain if one were to find us like this… your father-".

"Would probably have your tongue, or behead you" you chuckled, walking across your room to your firepit, Blackfyre being placed idly on the mantle, "You mustn't worry Ser Erryk, I would wildly defend you before my father even laid his arse on the throne to decree". As you grabbed Blackfyre from the mantle, turning your front to the knight, body on complete display, with little to nothing being hidden from the knight's gaze. Locking eyes with the knight before dropping your gaze to the man's lips, stubble growing lightly below his nose, signaling his manhood is close ahead.

"I would prefer to keep my tongue, as it is a viable organ" Erryk told you, almost sinfully as his gaze told a different story. "Princess I-".

You almost immediately cut him off with a kiss, albeit throwing yourself at the knight, his hands draping themselves along your waist, hands holding you securely, the knight burned. They say Targaryen's have fire flowing in their veins, that Targaryen's are not easily able to succumb to burns; exemplified as dragon's breath only warms us; not sears our skin. The knight's body was searing into your, his armor making a slippery occlusive against your oiled body. Your hands finding themselves in his hair, Erryk was taller than you by a landslide, your ankles and calves burned lightly from the constant pressure of being near en-pointe. Suddenly, you found yourself thanking your mother for pressuring you and Rhaenyra to learn the art of contemporary dance when you both were children.

Breaking the kiss, Erryk fought for his breath, his face now burning from his own conscious. His forehead rested on yours as you returned to your normal height. Only before you found yourself hungry for more than a kiss, "I lost my maidenhead when I first mounted Nymeria at three and ten. The saddle was too rough" you whisper, "My father refuses us to have a bedding ceremony if and when I am wedded" continuing before teasingly putting the straps down from your nightwear.

"Princess, I have an oath…" he shook his head, his hands betrayed him as they squeezed your waist, his cock hardening by the minute, straining his breeches.

"You swore to the entirety of the royal family, I included" you challenged him, "There is no one here Ser Erryk" you kissed his neck, sucking on his pulse point. Your teases led to Erryk picking you up with ease and placing you on your bed. Only once before in your life you felt this level of anxiousness. Once when your father yelled at you for the incident of your 15th name day, his voice bouncing off the stones and ringing in your ears, you feared he strike you once more.

Now, your heart thumped beneath your chest as the knight looked at you with both lust and love in his eyes. Retaining the eye contact before removing the panties that clung to your cunt from the slick, only then did you remove your lace gown. Erryk's mouth salivated at the sight of your fully bare body, the way every curve moved as if it were the ocean, the scar just under your breast from the time you swung Blackfyre too swiftly and without armor, the hair that wrapped around your cunt, the way your breast laid in opposite directions before you moved your arm to almost shield yourself, only earning a shake of the knight's head. His actions spoke before his words as he removed his armor skillfully, attempting to minimize the noise that would ring through your room and potentially spill into Rhaenyra's.

As his armor was placed on your bedside, the knight's underclothes were hastily untied and removed, his bare body was the work of the gods incarnate. His chiseled body, burning red cock, the scars that littered his body as a testament to his training and battles fought, the hair that trailed to his pelvis, the way his veins were prominent throughout his body. You laid with your legs in a right position, the knight could faintly see the lips of your cunt from the gap between your thighs, opening your legs with his hands before he delved into pleasuring you with his tongue.

His tongue haphazardly found its way to your nub, sending jolts of pleasure to your blood. Not knowing how to contain yourself whilst being bedded, your moans echoed throughout your room. Your torso giving out as the knight held onto your legs to stay in their stagnant position, ravaging your cunt. His left hand found its way to your breasts, squeezing them before toying with your nipples for extra stimulation.

"My princess tastes of sweet and salt almost" he muttered, his voice muffled by your heat, "Beautiful and precious woman you are my princess" you loved how he took possession over your title, praying to the gods that you could just stay here forever being pleasured.

Your climax came rather quickly, leaving a slick trace on the knight's stubble, "Take me, please" you whined, Erryk was stunned wholeheartedly, fearing he would overstimulate you. Though he in the end gave you your wish. As the knight used your cum as lubricant, situating the tip of his cock to your hole, teasing ever-so-slightly. Your nails grazed his back, leaving crescent marks along it. Only before he entered you, did your nails grip tighter, almost breaking skin. You felt his cock pulsating in you, rocking your hips to match the tempo of him fucking you. He toyed with your clit with his fingers, relishing in the feeling of your walls becoming wetter, the sweat of your bodies colliding together as chemicals. Your body glistened in the light, his shined. Your tits caught his eyes as they bounced, though he immediately looked back at your face. Noting the gleam in your lavender irises, kissed by winter flames almost. Feeling yourself come undone once more, you begged for him to finish inside you. As ropes of his cum flooded your cunt, the warm seed breeding even more heat in your body, you felt your body go slack as he laid kisses on your body to calm you.

Laying together the knight spoke up as his hand scratched faintly the creases of your muscle cladded back, "You deserve a husband, a life of love and one that would not require you to break all of these rules princess".

"I do deserve all of those things, though I fear the gods are not the kindest to me" you answered, "Your seed flows through my body Erryk, you may call me Y/n and talk to me plainly as much as you like" you then chuckled before embracing his lips in another kiss, "I do not wish to marry, the moment I laid eyes on you, all the courtships seemingly stood no chance. I must say the rules my ancestors placed were meant to be broken and contested".

"Your father-".

"I love him, but he is not the hearsay of my life, nor was he ever" you interrupted, "As his council uses his name to consecutively use his tongue- with the exception of Beesbury- my father is a near vassal to Otto Hightower". Erryk heard your rants as cries for help, only then did he kiss your forehead.

"I fear I cannot stay the night with you princess Y/n" Erryk sighed before explaining "Come find me after the tourney tomorrow, perhaps we can rendezvous wherever you please".

You smiled at the thought of leaving the Keep's grounds, only until you realized one key detail, "My mother's labors may prohibit our plans".

"Any time you want princess, I am all yours".

As Laena sat next you on your left, Rhaneyra on your right, and Alicent on Rhaenyra's right, gossip was only bound to be shared amongst you. Alicent was older than you and Rhaenyra, you often wondered if she was not the daughter of the Hand of King, if she'd be in yours's and your sister's circle. Laena was your cousin; she would have a place on both of yours's court without question. Though both you and Laena had your suspicions on the Hightowers in Targaryen courts, whispers flooded the Keep deeming Otto a usurper almost, worse than the likes of your uncle Daemon and how he craved the crown or even the position as heir.

"You seem… hidden, sister" Rhaenyra whispered to you, taking a glance at the nape of your neck before noticing the light bruising, "Lovebites?".

You swatted her hand away at the note only before signaling her to hush with your index finger meeting your lip, "Pray tell sister!" she chuckled before you craned your neck to whisper in her ear.

"I do not kiss and tell" you told her, seeing her eyes glimmer in the realm of secrecy. They say twins had telepathy almost, you only hoped your sister could see right through you just to save yourself from the eating of guilt that rose from your feet to the top of your head.

It was true, that twins always know, especially that of sisters. As you both viewed the Cargyll twins take mount on their horses for the opening ceremony, she noticed the blood rush to your face at the sight of Erryk- just as Arryk noticed the straightening of Erryk's back at the sight of none other than Princess Y/n Targaryen.

Soon after your father announced the tournament to begin, maesters caught your father's ear, leading him to leave the tournament for once. You noted the look on your father's face only leading your stomach to turn. You excused yourself before Alicent spoke up in an accusatory tone.

"Is Ser Erryk wielding Blackfyre?!".

As the entirety of the court laid eyes on your just as you were about to make leave, you noticed the stingy and albeit piercing gaze on you. Otto and Alicent in particular judging, Rhaenys and Corlys intrigued, Laena and Rhaenyra maintained composure only their eyes told a story of knowing. You cleared your throat before answering, straightening your posture, "I loaned it to the Cargyll twins for the tournament, they are of great service to my mother and my sister and I. I only felt indebted to their protection to allow them to wield the great sword. If it must concern you. Alicent".

Hastily taking your leave and making your way to your mother's chambers. As you ran through the Keep, you quickly felt yourself nearly tripping on your dress and the skirts that were beneath it, gripping on the material and running faster through the halls and up the stairs. Hearing your mother's screams and wails impale themselves in your ears, everything faded to the background. As you reached the doors and flung them open, only to be met with your father talking to the maesters.

"It is decided, your grace" the maester nodded, your father looking to you in confusion before the maesters drunken your mother on more milk of the poppy.

"What is decided?" you questioned, eyes prickling themselves with tears, hearing your mother's groans and seeing the blood coat and cake on her bedding, "Speak!".

Your father quickly snapped at you as he did years upon years of your childhood, only this time, he drew blood, instead of bruises. As he smacked your face, his signet ring leading to cut your own skin. The impact of the smack leading your nose to drip of blood. "Get back to the tourney, you are not needed in your mother's aid for her labors-".

"Mother's aid is not being treated as aid for her own!" you spat back, blood splatting onto your father's face just before you further argued, "You are celebrating the miracle of birth with wanton violence, for what father? A fucking heir? You cast away Rhaenyra and I- better yet Daemon- for a fucking heir to the throne because you cannot stand the idea of a woman or another "Maegor" that you much rather put mother through another painful and dreadful birth than deal with your own hypocrisy and Otto Hightower's piss poor judgement of your own kin".

Your father's eye twitched, noting the loss of words your father held just before he spoke in reply, "Return to the tourney, now".

Making your way back to the tournament after cleaning the blood from your face. You returned to the box just to see your uncle Daemon challenging a Dornishman. An unsettling pit remained in your stomach as images of your mother clouded your memory. Not knowing an ounce of peace as the screams pulsed through your eardrums. The tourney came to a close as Daemon surrendered, only then did the defeater as for your sister's favor. Just then, a maester delivered news to Otto, the look of death was all that was seen on the maester's and Otto's face. Only confirming your greatest fear.

Queen Aemma Targaryen, now lay dead due to her labors. Due to your father's greed for a son.

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emrowene · 2 months ago

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Webserials and Why You Should Read Them

Welcome to a short primer on webserials! The concept behind them is pretty simple: webserials, also called webnovels or webfiction, are serialized online novels. If you read long fanfics OR webcomics, you're probably already familiar with the concept. Authors release new chapters on a fixed basis, usually one chapter a week (but sometimes more, sometimes less).

You can find webserials in several places: on big platforms like tapas and royalroad, on individual authors' websites or patreons, or on newsletter platforms like substack.

So now we know what webserials are, but why should we support them?

Because webserials are fun. Because webserial authors are sharing amazing works online for free! Because the publishing industry is disproportionately hard to get into for queer and marginalized folks, and those are the people writing webserials.

To climb a little higher onto my soapbox, I believe webserials are the future of accessible and diverse publishing. There's been more and more discussion about the problems with traditional publishing: how publishers are turning it into a "fast fashion" industry, spitting out books while overall book quality decreases. Regardless of whether you believe that, it's true that the industry prioritizes "marketability" over anything else. Experimental books, passion projects, books that have a lot of heart but no pithy "tropes" -- they stand little chance in the world of traditional publishing, and self-publishing is incredibly inaccessible for most of us. It's expensive, but more than that, it takes an incredible amount of time and effort. It's a business, and at the end of the day, some of just want to share the stories we love with people we hope will love them too. And that's the beauty of webserials!

One complaint I've seen about webserials is that "you never know what the quality will be like" - and I've seen this from people who regularly read fanfiction! Like fanfiction writers, we have our beta readers, we have our editors, we pour our hearts into developing our stories. So give us a try!!

Some recs and places to get started under the cut:

My webserials:

Fractured Magic - A queer epic fantasy series about a broken hero’s hunt for redemption and an elven prince’s quest to rescue his kidnapped king. The two estranged friends are racing against time - and dead gods - to achieve their goals. Will they make up and work together before it’s too late? (This story is currently ongoing)

The Case Files of Sheridan Bell - An old-school detective mystery set in Tamarley, a fantastical city with magical murders and doors to other worlds. Basically (queer, autistic) Sherlock Holmes but with more faeries. The first mystery is complete; the second will be published soon!

Some other webserials I follow/followed from start to finish:

What Manner of Man by @stjohnstarling - a queer gothic romance novel about a priest and a vampire.

The Warthog Report by @warthogreporter- this substack contains a selection of nonfiction writing, misc. fiction writings, and Battles Beneath The Stars, a serialized story about a tournament in a fantasy world, styled like a fighting game script/walkthrough.

Kiss it Better by DogshitJay - A (definitely 18+) queer adult romance about the messy endings and messier beginnings of love.

Warrior of Hearts by Beau Van Dalen - a queer slice of life romance following an online friendship that blossoms into something more. (Beau has lots of other great webserials as well!)

More places to look:

Tapas (Community novels page)

Royalroad (mostly known for its litrpg scene, but you can find other novels and genres here as well!)

The ao3 "Original Works" tag!

#writeblr #writing #webfiction #webnovel #lgbtq books #this primer is mostly so I can link it in future posts but boosts are appreciated!!

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tailschannel · 1 year ago

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Sonic Dream Team to feature post-launch content and new music; game layout and narrative detailed in new interview

The creative decisions behind the upcoming Apple Arcade exclusive, Sonic Dream Team, was detailed by SEGA HARDlight creative director Dan Rossati in a new interview with TouchArcade.

Here’s the news and notes...

Sonic Dream Team was developed across the span of two years.

HARDlight was able to craft the game’s narrative around Cream the Rabbit, and the studio is glad to see the positive reactions towards her return.

Soundtrack composed by Michiel van de Bos, responsible for songs from games like Deus Ex and Unreal Tournament, and composed music for Sonic Jump Fever.

HARDlight plans to update the game post-launch to “keep it fresh," and support an “exhilarating flow state.”

They wanted the player to have maximum control across touchscreen and controller options.

Early on, I was waving my hands around, emulating rollercoasters and halfpipes, while enthusiastically trying to communicate what I meant by flow.

Their goal is to allow players to learn the controls quickly and to be able to speed run levels.

Inspiration was taken from the Adventure games, but those games were not directly replicated in Dream Team.

HARDlight saw the opportunity to use Apple Arcade as a platform for a full 3D platformer on mobile.

Rossati thinks that the game has high replay value, with a high skill ceiling for speed runs and extra missions to complete.

When Apple Arcade launched, we were delighted it brought about the conversation of getting a true 3D Sonic platformer into the lineup. Having worked with Apple and the Apple Arcade platform previously for Sonic Dash Plus and Sonic Racing, we knew that Sonic Dream Team would be a great fit for our next game on iOS.

The creative director appreciates working with other like-minded SEGA and Sonic fans at HARDlight; wanted Dream Team to be reminiscent of the Sonic games he dreamt about as a child.

(story contributed by Spectre and MC for the Tails' Channel newsfeed.)

#sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #knuckles the echidna #rouge the bat #cream the rabbit #cheese the chao #amy rose #sonic dream team #sonic #sega hardlight #sonic mobile #apple arcade #sega #gaming #mobile gaming #mobile games #sonic news

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the-fiction-witch · 10 months ago

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The Chess Boy

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader

Rating Flirty

I walked the rather dismal New York streets it was grey, and rainy as it often is and for once I had journeyed out of my basement. I headed down the street a couple of blocks and turned down an alley making sure to turn where I needed to having long since learnt the path. Until I saw the little shop off the main street with its small sign above.

'Y/ns'

I headed inside the little shop and immediately felt fairly comfortable, Y/n's is a weird place. But I Like the place, It's hard to explain what it is, It sells magazines but it's not a newsagent, it sells sex toys but it's not a sex shop, it sells movies but it's not a rental place, they do tattoos but it's not really a tattoo parlour, it's kind of just... anything somewhat taboo it kind of does. And if they don't have something you can very easily ask for it and things will be found for you. I like the place it's a very accepting kind of place, I looked over a few magazines and glanced at some clothes they had when I caught behind the counter the beaded curtain separates and outstepped her Y/n herself. Let's face it the actual reason I come here.

She stepped through in a pair of platform knee-high black buckle boots, a white tight, a white shirt with long ruffled cuffs around her elbows, and a black and white plaid pinafore dress the skirt of which barely hit her mid-thigh, silver jewellery all over her wrists and chest, long red coffin shaped nails that matched her blood red lips, intense almost grey contour and eye shadow with black graphic liner, her hair black with smooth glamourous curls and a V-shaped set of bangs, A few black tattoo's up her arms. She held the beaded certain in her hands above her head as she looked out into the shop. God damn, she looked like an album cover... And I loved it!

She cracked a smile, "Well, well, If it isn't The Chess Boy."

I smiled, "Yeah, yeah it's me." I nodded slipping my hat off and going to the counter with her, leaning my elbows on the wooden glass counter filled with various honestly frightening-looking items. "It's uhh it's Benny by the way."

"I remember." She cooed leaning on the counter too "So? Talk to me about chess Benny." She whispered in a hush seductive tone,

... well that might be the quickest way to turn me on.

"Well, I just got back from a tournament in Houston."

"Ohh?"

I told her every last detail of the games, who they were against, how I beat them all and she hung on my every word as if I was reading her romantic sonnets and nothing could make me more attracted to her than her listening to me like this, She always did this when I saw her always took such interest in what I had to say even if I know from playing chess with her she doesn't really get it.

"So, yeah seasons all done back here for a bit," I told her, "And I hustled Whice out of thirty bucks."

"Humm good, I missed you," she smiled and played with my hair,

I held my breath as she plaid with my hair, doing my best not to reveal the effect she had on me, "you uhh you did?"

"Hmm, what brings you in today?"

"I just fancied seeing you," I shrug,

"Humm aren't you sweet." She smiled, "Well I happen to know of some very interesting magazines just come in."

"ohh I saw, very interesting... I'm liking this new, mini skirt thing going on."

"I bet you do," she smirked, fixing my jacket collar before she headed across the shop, "In the magazines or on me?" She smiled,

I smirked turning to lean my elbow on the counter so I could watch her move, fuck her ass nearly slips out the bottom of that damn dress, "Both."

"Humm quiet the charmer aren't you?"

"I try," I shrug, "What uhh what have you got going on today?"

"Nothing much, a client at four for a tattoo, and a shipment of leather is coming in from across town at six," she explained,

"I uhh I don't mind hanging around, giving you a hand."

"You're welcome to stay Benny I'm not gonna kick you out you're too much fun to have around," she smirked,

"I am?"

"Yeah, just one day you have to let me do something to you," she smirked coming back to the counter,

"Something like what?"

"Hummm... what is the question." she cooed, "I think, you'd look very cute with dark hair."

"Oh? You wanna dye my hair?"

"Kinda."

"or is it just because you're still isn't that few weeks you can't dye your hair."

"...I mean that's probably part of it yeah." she shrugged,

"No thanks, I like my hair."

"Fine," she pouts, "Would you let me... I've you a tattoo,"

"Of what?"

"Whatever," she shrugged, "I could do you a chess piece. or a poker chip. Or... if you really wanted to get cool I could checkerboard your leg that would be cool."

"Wouldn't that hurt? Like... a lot."

"Yeah, but it would be cool."

"No thanks Y/n."

she pouted again, "What about a piercing? maybe you'd look hot with your ear done?"

"You are just determined to make the stand out at the next tournament aren't you?"

"I think you'd look cool." She smiled, "Plus you are kinda running out of areas to accessorize." she laughed taking some stock and heading to the back to do work,

"True," I nodded watching her climb a small stool to stock some magazines I admit my eyes lingered longer than they should but... fuck she looked good. "I know I need something doing,"

"Oh? enlighten me?"

"I need to trim my damn face its bugging me."

"Noooo!" She whined,

"What?"

"No, You shave I'm kicking you in the crotch."

"Really?" I asked going over,

"Yeah, I love your little tickly face." She cooed, "You can't shave I'll be devastated."

"I won't shave then, just for you. I will trim it though it's getting too long."

"Not too much," she warns,

"Not too much, just for you."

"Good," She smirked, playfully petting my hair before she leant down and gave my lips a kiss which was enough to make me jump a little, "Yeah good point you are kinda getting straggly," She said pinching my chin a little before she went back up,

"How would you know? you've not kissed me before, maybe I'm just always like this?"

"Maybe," she smirked as she finished up her stocking throwing the box in the corner before she sighed and acted as if she was fainting falling off the steps which gave me a heart attack as I only just managed to catch her holding her like a bride in my arms, "Maybe I need a little more research," She smirked wrapping her arms lazily around my neck,

"Well, research is always very important, no greater tool in chess than studying."

"Humm shut up Benny." She smirked pulling us together to connect our lips, I happily and early kissed her holding her body tight as our kiss very quickly became passionate.

"Uhh am I interrupting something?" A voice spoke up which made us pull back seeing a man at the door,

"Hey Mark, you're good go on back I'll be there in a sec." She smiled getting herself down from my arms, The guy headed back to the tattoo section of the shop and she got some stuff from her counter, "Now, you think you can be helpful Benny?"

"How helpful?"

"Can you watch the counter for me while I go doddle a spider on that guys arm?"

"Am I getting paid,"

"You'll be... reimbursed."

"oh yeah? How?"

"Use your imagination." she smirked

"Yeah, sure,"

"Thank you," she smiled giving my lips another kiss before she scampered back,

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archangeldyke-all · 8 months ago

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Here's my Sevika request again. Hopefully it won't get eaten this time 😅

Modern AU here? Sevika is a streamer on a streaming platform who primarily plays fighting games. And she is VERY GOOD. Good enough to compete in tournaments, which she goes to frequently, and does pretty well.

Reader has been friends with Sevika for a while, and is a mod in her stream. But there is some subtle tension between them. They've flirted a little here and there and even sent pics back and forth to each other over time, both friendly and flirtatious. Aaaand one tournament weekend they finally meet in person and all that tension comes to a head after they hang out and go back to someone's hotel room 👀

LOVE

forgive the lack of video game knowledge, all i play is fortnite and stardew valley

men and minors dni

you're one of her first loyal subscribers.

you become obsessed with a niche, ancient video game, that practically nobody's heard about before. sevika's the only streamer you can find who plays it. it's love at first sight.

sevika's incredible at everything she plays, she rarely takes more than two tries to beat a level. she's just one of those people who can pick up a video game and master it in one go.

sevika knows your username, she's seen your selfie-- compressed into the little icon by your name, but that's as much as she knows about you besides the fact that you're one of her favorite, funniest, loyalest subscribers.

at least at first.

about a year into you watching her, sevika starts getting really popular, out of nowhere. she hesitantly reaches out to you, dm'ing you with a quick message, asking if you'd consider being a moderator for her. you agree happily.

sometimes you guys send each other memes. you like taking ugly screencaps of her mid-word or bite of food and sending them to her later, you like the frustrated, pissed off responses it gets you.

she likes casually flirting with you-- which always makes you swoon a bit.

that's about as far as you assume the relationship will ever go.

until you bump into sevika at a gaming convention.

she seems to notice you staring. of course, she doesn't know you're you, but she assumes you're a fan. she approaches with an easy smile that makes your knees a little weak, and she reaches a hand out to introduce herself.

you quickly introduce yourself, and watch in fascination as sevika lights up, leans in to hug you, then pulls away at the last minute. she chuckles awkwardly.

"s-sorry, i just... i've never seen you before. you're..." she trails off. you raise an eyebrow at her, and giggle when she ducks her head in embarrassment.

"i'm what?"

"you're my favorite moderator." she says, shrugging. you giggle.

"you're my favorite streamer."

"are you here competing?" she asks. you laugh.

"me? no. just watching. as always." you tease. sevika grins.

"well. i'm glad you're here. i always do better when i know i've got someone good watching." she says, winking.

sevika wins the tournament. you'd just come to watch for a while, but upon realizing sevika was competing, you stayed to watch the entire thing.

she catches you afterward, giggling and grinning as she runs over to you.

"hey!" she calls. you smile as she approaches.

"hey big winner." you tease. sevika grins.

"so, do you live around here?" she asks. you nod, and sevika's smile grows. "me too." she says, giggling. you raise an eyebrow.

"really?" you ask. "what're the odds?" you ask. sevika bites her lip.

"do you want to maybe like... get drinks or something?" she asks nervously. it's strange to see her fiddling with her hands instead of cool and confident and holding a controller.

"i'd love that." you say. sevika grins, her hands clenching at her side in excitement. you smile and grab one of her fists, and sevika's smile only grows wider.

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batlleonafc · 1 year ago

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She’s a scab. She only cares about herself and what she can personally gain. She let her “friends” take the fall more than once now so she could get a world cup and continue to push that she’s the best player in the world when in reality she played like absolute dog shit and really that second ballon dor shouldn’t have gone to her in the 1st place. She’s just trying to stay relevant sorry that I’m giving you guys the truth 🤷‍♀️

Welcome to @handmeascalpel's ted talk, I'm your host @batlleonafc buckle up and enjoy the ride

Hello, anon. I've read everything you've mentioned. Do you have any evidence to support your claims? Considering that I'm reading this now, you don't. So, let me present the evidence I have. If you understand after this, great. If not, I can't stop people from forming their own opinions.

Exhibit A:

You said, "she only cares about herself and what she can personally gain."

On September 1, 2022, Alexia tweeted in support of Irene Paredes when the RFEF essentially blamed her for the players' opposition to the federation. Alexia was injured at the time and wasn't even in camp or eligible for a call-up. She was the first to tweet, sparking the revolution against the RFEF.

Ironically, on September 23 of the same year, exactly one year ago, Alexia was the first to post the Las15 statement, stating that the players wanted a "firm commitment for a professional project" and expressing their unhappiness that private conversations with the federation were leaked.

Exhibit B:

You said, "she let her friends take the fall more than once so she could get a World Cup."

As I mentioned earlier, Alexia was injured and therefore ineligible for a call-up. So her statement and email were never considered valid.

Every statement has always been posted by her first because she has a large following. She has consistently spoken out loudly and clearly about the problems. She never let friends take any fall. More proof is attached below.

She went to the World Cup because she was fit and couldn't escape sanctions, in case you forgot about them. I'd like you to tell me how many players who came back from an ACL injury immediately played well, or maybe just give me some names.

#seacabo was started by Alexia, and she took the lead for everything. It's not hard to find this evidence. Regardless of what people like you want to say about her, both on and off the pitch, you can see what kind of person she is.

Exhibit C:

You say, "that second Ballon d'Or shouldn't have gone to her in the first place."

Who do you think should have won it then? I'd be happy to hear your answer.

But since you brought up the Ballon d'Or, let me share a few things:

Official stats from the 2021/22 season:

La Liga Femenina:

- 26 games played.

- 18 goals scored.

- 16 assists.

Copa de la Reina:

- 4 games played.

- 4 goals scored.

- 1 assist.

Supercopa de España:

- 2 games played.

- 1 goal scored.

- 1 assist.

UEFA Women's Champions League (UWCL):

- 10 games played.

- 11 goals scored.

- 3 assists.

Regarding the Ballon d'Or voting, she only missed out on 29 days, equivalent to one tournament (the Euros). Nobody came close to her stats, and she's a midfielder. These stats are only for her club. Her national team stats are just as impressive, as she has been crucial in every single match, not just easy ones. She essentially surpassed her own record from the previous season when she won the Ballon d'Or. In short, she deserved it.

There's more to a player than just stats, especially for defenders. But the stats Alexia has as a midfielder are outstanding.

Exhibit D:

Finally, you said, "she's just trying to stay relevant." Sorry to say, but she doesn't have to say anything to stay relevant.

She uses her influential platform to talk about what's true and important, unlike many players. Ramona Bachmann is a good example, and even Athenea, for that matter.

I hope you've learned something today, anon. If not, good luck with your opinion of Alexia. You might just look foolish for hating on her.

Thank you for listening to @handmeascalpel's ted talk I hope you learned something today!

#alexia putellas #she had way too much fun doing this #she's the best

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splinkoplinko · 5 months ago

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Things I don't like about Nintendo:

Making games impossible to play again (Vimm's Lair getting raided by a bunch of companies including Nintendo, online stores getting shut down by Nintendo, more than one subscription required for some NSO Virtual Consoles like Genesis, N64, and GBA, lack of regional translations and ports, etc.)

Taking down fan creations (fan games, mods, music remixes, gameplay videos, etc.)

Putting limits on the monetization of tournaments featuring their games (https://en-americas-support.nintendo.com/app/answers/detail/a_id/63433/~/community-tournament-guidelines)

Shutting down online services for consoles that are still very popular and used frequently (3DS getting shut down recently.)

The Switch and a few of the more recent games on it being not that great (Pokemon especially, I'm pretty sure the Wii ran better and it's almost 17 years old.)

Now I know that Nintendo isn't the only one that does this. Microsoft, Sega, and Sony aren't that great with their older games (though some of those are better than others), but Nintendo is much worse and much more strict. Sega doesn't even make consoles anymore, and modding isn't as popular on PlayStation and Xbox platforms due to it being tricky, but their games that are on PC have had plenty of mods, and the companies have no issue with them. I've heard the Xbox Series X/S isn't too good, same with the PS5, though I haven't noticed whenever I used my friend's consoles, and I have an Xbox 1 and PS4. The consoles are also definitely better than their previous gens, which is hard to say with the Switch (hot take, I prefer the Wii U 💀).

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fnvminorcharacterpoll · 1 year ago

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FNV Minor Character Poll - WINNER-TAKE-ALL SUPERFINAL

Left: The Challenger, Trudy, proprietor of the Goodsprings Saloon. —"If you were able to get Ringo out of this mess, you'd have a decent reputation around Goodsprings. I'd even set you up with a discount."

Trudy's designated cheerleader is @sas-afras! trudy is, as the "town mom" of goodsprings, a representation of the people whose lives will most be affected by the state of the mojave by endgame. someone who just wants to live their life in peace, who has no stake in nor control over what happens to the dam, who no one in power wants to give a fuck about. she is the everywoman!! the proletariat worker!! MY MOM!!!!!!!! the fact that she can die so quickly in the first hour of the game as part of the couriers first "moral choice" (as simplistic as it may be) is a microcosm of that role, and its a shame she didnt get the development time she deserved. i love her and her hidden lesbian polycule. also, i will die on any hill if that hill is a woman. VOTE TRUDY!! Trudy was the twentieth seed in the tournament overall and a semi-finalist in the A-side bracket. She beat Ignacio Rivas, Francine & James Garrett, and Fantastic before being defeated by Keely in tournament semi-finals.

Right: The champion, Beatrix Russell, hired guard at the Old Mormon Fort and potential sex worker at the Atomic Wrangler. —"Longing makes the heart grow fonder, but I’ve always been a fan of hog-tying my lovers to make sure they can’t escape.“

Beatrix's designated cheerleader is @fnvminorcharacterpoll (@fallout-lou-begas)! That's right, it's me, your tournament organizer and the operator of this blog. In the interest of avoiding bias, I've refrained from using my platform this way to advocate for my own favorite picks during the tournament (r.i.p. ranger ghost), but now I have no such qualms. Why? Because the tournament is over. We have a winner! Beatrix Russell, a phenomenal and worthwhile character who's funny, rowdy, sexy, filthy, old, weird, rough, and immediately fascinating fights for her life to get the title belt, and now my opposing cheerleader refuses to recognize the results? The audacity! The shamelessness! The Fallout: New Vegas Minor Character Poll tournament blog would ordinarily not even entertain such audacious claims of illegitimacy, but if my opponent wants Trudy to step back into the ring so bad, then by God, she can step in the ring. We'll all go one last time. But Trudy's in over her head: Beatrix has won every bracket she's entered in a landslide. Meanwhile Trudy got knocked out by Keely, who Beatrix beat! See, Trudy, the numbers don't lie: and they spell disaster for you in the superfinals. Beatrix was the seventh seed in the tournament overall and the winner of the tournament overall. She beat Chomps Lewis, the Lonesome Drifter, Siri, Daisy Whitman, No-Bark Noonan, and Keely to become the grand champion.

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#fallout #fallout new vegas #fnv #trudy #goodsprings #beatrix russell #superfinals #grudge matches

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patrophthia · 2 years ago

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masterlist

last updated: dec, 07, 2023 don't like masterlist ? find my work here !

most of my work, if not all, are written using fem pronouns.

🌷: fluff | 🌾: angst | 🍀: humor | 🪷: smut | 🌟: personal fav

◎ mauraders era

halloween blurb

get up | series masterlist

new jeans 2nd ep ‘get up’ out now and every all streaming platform! which track would like to listen to today?

→ sirius black

sycamore girl | 12.3k 🌷 / 🍀 / 🌟

sirius black has the smartest plan in mind for scamming his family, and it might or might not be faking a marriage.

libraries and abs | 1.7k 🌷 / 🍀

sirius makes sure that his girlfriend does well on her test if that was the last thing he does.

make you mine | 1.7k 🌷

part of my get up series

it's hard having crushes, its even harder when you're someone who's on the shyer side crushing on someone as popular as sirius black; good things lily evans has it in herself to play a little bit of matchmaker!

★ blurbs (fics under 1k words)

just kiss already! | hello kitty clips

→ remus lupin

can i kiss you? | series 🌷 / 🍀

an AUs series of established relationship!reader and remus.

bad habits | 1.6k🌷 / 🌾?

remus bites his tongue, it’s a bad habit.

it wasn’t implied? | 4.2k 🌷 / 🌾

to quote clairo: girlfriend or girl that’s a friend? is what you wanted to ask remus when everything becomes a little too complicated.

★ blurbs (fics under 1k words)

it’d be an honor |

→ james potter

falling for ya | 1.7k 🌷 / 🍀

mutual pining with james

the triwizard tournaments | 7.4k 🌷 / 🌾

what happens when james claims that you’re his girlfriend to save face? well let’s find out!

what letters? | 3.1k 🌷 / 🌾

what happens when your letters to james gets lost on their way over right after you confessed your feelings to him? apparently way too much confusion for the both of you

say the word and i’m down | 4.5k 🌷 / 🌾

part of my get up series

your boyfriend is a dick but your best friend james always has your back so maybe, maybe it was time you ended things with him

→ regulus black

what once was | 2.6k 🌷 / 🌟

academic rivals to lovers but it’s with regulus!

willow | 3.8k 🌷

life was a willow and it bent right through your wind

idiots to lovers | 2k 🌷

an argument leading to confessions in the rain!

dresses and fish bait | 0.59k 🌷 / 🍀

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regulus purposely throws a game just so people could know about the two of you.

how you get the girl | 1.7k 🌷/ req

best friend CFO!regulus au!

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◎ golden era

→ george weasley

christmas gifts | 1.6k 🌷/ req

your biggest comfort will always be the weasley, whether they force you to join their christmas or not

→ theodore nott | headcanons

love is sour grapes | 5.9k 🌷/ 🌾 / 🌟

theodore is a quiet piece of shit and that leads to miscommunication and complicated feelings

impossible | 2.4k 🌷

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red string soulmate!au with theodore!!

fairy of shampoo | 3.9k 🌾 / req

theodore doesn’t know how to talk to reader

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theodore is new to this dating thing and his friends + the golden trio are there to help!

try again | 1.1k 🌾 / req

the classic trope of blaise zabini meddling between you and your exes relationship during draco’s engagement dinner

just curious | 2.2 🌾

words of advice: don’t fall in love with your best friend’s other best friend!

attention is what i want! | 4.3k 🌾

it’s no secret that you have a crush on theodore nott, theo knows it, hell the whole school knew it; maybe if they didn’t then it’d be easier for you to get over him after you embarrassed yourself in front of the whole school. at least you got a new friend because of it.

mini skirt | 3.5k 🌷🪷

blaise zabini’s idea of how to play matchmaker might be different from the traditional way of doing it but at least you ended up getting dicked down, so you guess his method works too.

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→ tom riddle

do not make him ‘go away’ | 4.6k 🌷 / 🍀 / 🌟

the head boy tom riddle might or might not just fancy a certain hufflepuff who doesn’t seem fazed by his charms.

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love again | 2k 🌷 / 🍀 / req

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tom never thought he’d find love, but you’re here now and so he loves you.

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know you better | new jeans, do you see? | not funny riddle untitled |

#— masterlist

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xandraspalace · 2 years ago

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GG, Babe!

----- GG, Babe! || Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] x Streamer/Gamer! Reader

Summary : It’s not uncommon to feel pressured and nervous in your first esports tournament, especially if you carry the name of your company’s branch. How do you deal with your anxiousness in this moment of time? You have to thank your lover and your team.

WC : 4198 words.

Warning : Grammar errors, hurt w/ comfort, teeth-rotting fluff (possible cringes?), cursing, possible misconceptions, possible ooc, hints of insecurities if you squint, KanaChiiKuzu references, mention of many Valorant terms, mention of making out (mention only), etc.

Featured Characters : Finana Ryugu, Elira Pandora, Selen Tatsuki, Rosemi Lovelock, Vox Akuma, Uki Violeta, and Fulgur Ovid.

Story Notes : This story is written with first-person point of view and the reader is gender-neutral. The personas written here are based on the avatar of the characters as vtubers, not the person behind it. Enjoy.

A/N : FINALLY I CAN ACTIVELY WRITE ON THIS ACCOUNT!!! I will try to be more active this year. Mostly for writing birthday fiction and other specific projects. I hope you guys can continue to support me. Enjoy!

Other Platform : [TWITTER] [MEDIUM]

“Oh, hell. That was close,” Selen sighed.

After winning the match in a very miserable condition. 2v4, if it weren’t for Shu and Selen, your team wouldn’t be able to secure a place in the semi-finals.

“NIJISANJI EN” registered his name in a virtual e-sport tournament with a team consisting of Finana Ryugu, Selen Tatsuki, Rosemi Lovelock, Shu Yamino, Uki Violeta, and you, NIJISANJI EN solo liver. Five rosters and one substitute, with Fulgur as the team coach and Elira as the team manager — just a formality.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and drooped their stiff shoulders, realizing how tense they had been during the games.

Except you. Your right hand still gripped your mouse tightly until your nails turn white and your left hand fell limp beside the keyboard.

There are many things you regret. Even if your team wins, it wasn’t a very good game for you. And as a player who has died too many times in the previous round, you have to admit that your gameplay was very sloppy and rushed.

To be honest, you were annoyed at yourself for putting your team at a disadvantage. You wanted to cry, you felt pathetic. But in less than half an hour, you have to play for the last round of the quarter-finals.

“Ah, I should have backed off,” Rosemi whined, slightly disappointed by what she did in the game before her agent died.

“Uki, try not to be locked in the room,” Selen said, advising the psychic.

Fulgur added, “Also, don’t rush.”

“Noted,” Uki answered.

“They actually messed up with the flash, especially the one who used Yoru.” Finana, who had been paying attention to the opponent as a substitute player, also commented.

“She’s your senior, Finana! Mind your words!” Elira laughed when she reminded Finana, who apparently had just commented on her senior who was also a quite famous vtuber.

“Oh, wait! Really?! Senpai, I’m sorry!!” The panicked Finana managed to make the whole team laugh out loud.

“I guess Shu saved us then,” Rosemi chuckled after drinking her water.

But Shu could only giggle, “Don’t give me too much credit, guys.”

Waiting for the next game, the others decide to chat with each other while strategizing the gameplay for the next and final round of quarter-finals. Occasionally, they also greet their chats while joking. However, Shu realized something was wrong, especially with you.

It’s like your mic was muted, but he could still hear your breathing. Shu glanced at the phone he was using to watch and monitor your stream and somehow noticed how your chat were being flooded with concerned comments.

How were they not worried? Your avatar was still moving, but you were silent. Your fans started to send some “Are you okay?”s or “Earth to [Y/N]?”s chats, etc.

“[Y/N]?”

Hearing Shu called you in a worried tone, the entire voice chat fell silent.

“Babe, are you still there?” Once again, Shu Yamino, your lover, asked in a worried tone.

“W-what’s wrong?” Selen broke the silence.

The chat of each liver was immediately filled with worried comments. Some of the chats, especially Shu’s chat, said something like, “Shu, go comfort your darling!” etc.

You and Shu were actually just room apart. There was only one wall separating your studio and his. Therefore, if something happened, he could immediately rush over to you.

Others chose silence. If they show their concern, they will only make their fans worry too. But suddenly…

“[Y/N], I could hear your hitched breathes,” Shu said, ready to pause his stream.

“Aww, they’re crying,” Selen cooed. “[Y/N], are you alright?”

You tried to swallow your sobs. “I-I’m fine.” And you failed instantly.

Finana, Selen, and Elira bursted out laughing, not to offend you, but because of how cute you sounded when you were crying and trying hard to speak.

“My, my, [Y/N],” Fulgur chuckled in amusement. “What’s wrong? You’re upset because of the game?” Fulgur, with his coach title, also tried to comfort you and find where things were wrong with you.

“I’m sorry for ruining the mood,” you sniffed, apologizing to the others and the chat.

Your team immediately cried their nos and tried to make you feel better by praising your gameplay. They said that everything that happened in the previous rounds wasn’t not your fault at all. Your chat and the others’ also comfort you.

“It’s okay, [Y/N]. You looked so cool earlier! Your aim was so crazy!” Rosemi tried to cheer you up.

“But that was not too long since the game started.” You still feelt guilty.

“No, no, no. [Y/N], it’s fine,” Selen declined your insecurities. “If you didn’t support me at the beginning, we might be done because it will stay a 2v5 game till the end.”

“You’re telling me Rosemi and Uki will still die?!” Finana, who didn’t accept it, suddenly raised her voice when she heard Selen’s explanation.

“WAIT, THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Selen screamed, making everyone laugh out loud. You started to giggle even though with sobs that can still be heard.

“Chat, please cheer on [Y/N].” In the middle of chaos, with his calm voice, Uki told his chat to give you some words to make you feel better.

“Guys, and chat, I’ll be mute for a moment. I need to check on them.” Shu asked permission from the others.

“Y-you don’t have to. I’m fine now,” you mumbled, wiping your remaining tears.

Trust me when I say Shu won’t believe you. He is your lover, so he will understand all the emotions you put out even just from your voice. “Nah-uh, I’ll go get some water for us too. I’ll be there in a second, wait for a bit.”

Shu removed his headset and stood up. But before he left his studio, Shu approached his mic again. “Oh, and to [Y/N]’s chat, if [Y/N] suddenly goes mute, or their stream suddenly pauses or stops, that’s me. You don’t need to worry.”

“I can mute myself!” you half-yelled at your boyfriend, making everyone giggle.

“Just go and comfort her, lover boy,” Fulgur teased.

And Shu went mute after saying, “On my way!!”

“Babe?”

After gently knocking on your door, Shu opened your studio door. You turned your gaming chair around and stared at him with your glassy eyes. “Have you muted and paused your stream?” he asked, glancing down at your monitor. Shu held out a glass of water for you.

You nodded and took the glass from his hand. After drinking half of the water and put the glass on your desk, your hand immediately grabbed the clothes that Shu was wearing and pulled him closer. There was really nothing strange here. It was just that your instinct to get spoiled by Shu got stronger when you’re down.

Shu didn’t said anything and just put his arms around you. You buried your face in his stomach. “Do you still want to continue the game?” Shu asked, pulling himself away from you a little. His voice was soft and almost a whisper. His hands never stop cradling your hair.

That was when your tears ran down your cheeks again. You could only nod, answering your lover’s question. Shu didn’t even care that his clothes are wet because of your tears.

“Then tell me what happened.” Shu pulled himself and slowly knelt before you. One of his hands helped you wipe your tears and the other hand gently caressed your thighs, comforting you. “Tell me what’s wrong. What’s upsetting my baby, hm?”

You tried to control your sobbing. But after Shu asked with his sweet and gentle voice, you wanted to cry even more.

“I’m just frustrated,” you admitted between your sobs. “I-I’m frustrated with myself. I’m sorry.”

“Oh, babe…” Shu cooed. “You don’t have to say sorry.”

Shu knew saying how cool and good you were during the game won’t comfort you. It will only make you more upset with yourself.

“Baby, look at me.” Shu took your hands slowly and held them tightly. His thumb rubbed them gently, hoping it would calm you down.

You mustered up the courage to look at him.

“Listen, this is our first official esport tournament as NIJI EN, right?”

“Mm-hm,” you nodded.

“Well, you see. This kind of thing happens because everyone is under pressure, including you, including me. The anxiety, the nervousness, all those things distract us. You see, being too focused makes us overly tense and forget how to have fun. Even Selen and I feel pressured because this isn’t a normal Valorant stream we used to have where we can play as we please,” Shu explained.

“I’m sorry I played rashly and carelessly earlier,” you mumbled, still trying so hard to not to cry again.

“I told you; you don’t even have to worry about it.” Shu’s eyes never leave you, and he looked at you with so much love and patience. “You know it yourself that there is no right or wrong in this kind of games. Adapt yourself to the game and your team as comfortably as possible. In this game, what’s important is the result. It doesn’t matter if you die early or survive until the end. As long as you can win, that’s enough.”

Shu released one of his hands and tucked some stray hairs behind your ear before he rubbed your cheek gently. “And you, you were so cool when you helped me and the others earlier. Your aim is crazy. If I’m someone else, I won’t believe that you just started Valorant after me.”

You lowered your gaze. Insecurities hit you once again, assuming that Shu was only saying that to comfort you. But Shu’s hand gently made you look back at him.

“No, no. Eyes on me. I’m telling you the truth.” Shu continued, “Even if you died earlier, we still won the game, right? And you contributed to that victory. You played an important role in the earlier rounds. Do you understand?”

You nodded and wiped your tears for the last time. “I do,” you whispered. “Thank you, Shu.”

“Don’t mention it,” he smiled as he handed you the rest of your drinking water.

After making sure you were calm enough, Shu glanced to your chat which still seemed worried about you. “Well, let’s see…” the sorcerer read your chat quickly. “Looks like we’ve been gone for too long. Chat is starting to get more worried.”

“Do you want to cry for a little bit more?” Shu once again looked at you and asked.

You shook your head and rolled your gaming chair over to your desk. Shu also stood up, following you. Too tired of crying and realizing your voice was starting to get hoarse, you gulped down the remaining water that Shu had previously handed over to you.

“Since we cannot have you upset—well, I personally can’t have my baby upset, do you want to switch up with Finana so you can have a break for the final rounds? I can have Elira arrange that for us.” Shu gave you a suggestion.

“No, I want to play with you. I’m fine now,” you uttered, voice still cracking.

“Alright then.” Shu wiped your last tears and kissed your forehead gently.

You put your headset back on and tidied up your set. Shu helped you get ready and made sure you were completely okay. After turning your mic back on and continuing your stream, Shu stepped back a little to make room. “There you go.”

You greeted your chat and apologized to them for waiting so long and worrying them. Of course, your chat was immediately filled with the “It’s fine,” or “Are you okay now?” comments.

“Just go straight to the collab vc channel,” Shu stated, his voice audible to your viewers. “And [Y/N]’s chat, please comfort them in my place, okay?” Your chat was immediately flooded with obedient comments from your fans like, “Understood, Marshal!” or “Roger that, Shu!”

“I’m okay now, Shu!” you whined.

The sorcerer could only chuckle. “Yes, yes. I’ll take my leave now, babe. I can’t leave my chat alone too. Good luck.”

Once again before he left your studio, Shu kissed the top of your head and ruffled your hair.

“Mm-hm, good luck to you too, love.”

“Eyyy!!!” Shu’s solid eys cut through the others’ conversations on the Discord channel.

“Oh, you’re back!” Selen cheered.

“Welcome back, Shu.” And Fulgur was welcoming the gamer back. “How is [Y/N]?”

You went back into the voice call channel and turn on your microphone. “I’m fine now. I’m really sorry with a lot of things, especially how unprofessional I have been. I really messed up earlier. I’ll do my best from now on,” you uttered your apologies and explanations to your teammates with a hoarse voice.

“You don’t have to worry about it,” Rosemi was welcoming you back with giggles.

Likewise with the others, they started quarreling again while comforting you. And surely it managed to make you laugh. “Thank you guys. Please take a good care of me.”

“Please take good care of us too, [Y/N],” Elira said between her giggles from the previous jokes the others made. “Anyway, Couch Ovid, what was the strategy again? Can you explain it to Shu and [Y/N]?” Elira continued, adding some tease for him.

“Alright, alright.” Fulgur began to explain what he and the others had compiled. Thanks to the help of Selen’s “gamer brain,” everyone could devise a strategy that was fit for you and your lover. “So, [Y/N], I need you and Uki to focus on supporting Selen while Rosemi is supporting Shu. Is that okay?”

“Mm-hm, I’m okay with that,” you confirmed.

“Shu, just because you’re a predator, don’t you dare to forget that I’m currently your support!” Rosemi aggressively clicking on her mouse, knowing that Shu can easily win the game without any assists.

“I know, I know,” Shu laughed. “Calm down, easy.”

When everyone laughed at her malds, you realized someone doesn’t really say much. Until…

“[Y/N].”

Just as you were about to call her name, Selen preceded you. “Yeah?” you waited for the lunar dragon to speak.

“Don’t feel overwhelm on this one, got it? Just enjoy it.”

You were silent before Selen continued her sentence.

“We don’t want you to have any regrets in the end. Swallow all such feelings and uneasiness. Whether or not we make it to the semi-finals is a later matter.” Now all fell silent. “Why are you guys so quiet?!” Embarrassed, Selen asked, half shouting.

“Wow, those were the wisest words Selen ever said,” Uki stated.

“For real,” Shu agreed with the psychic. Likewise with others.

“Oh, shut it, will you?!” And that was a reaction that one could guess from Selen Tatsuki.

Hearing their antics, you could only chuckle. You could hear Selen and Rosemi gasping because you finally laughed. The gloomy and gray atmosphere that had enveloped you and the others was immediately lifted.

“There they are,” Shu cooed, chuckling sweetly to you. “That’s my baby’s sweet laughs.”

You gasped when you heard Shu’s chuckles. His chuckle sounded light and soothing to your ears. But unfortunately, that moment had to be broken when Uki and Selen shouted for the two of you to get a room and followed by another laugh.

“Alright, we can do it!” you told yourself while taking deep breaths to ease your nervousness. “Like what Shu said, there is no right or wrong in this game. Let’s just focus on winning this round and making it to the semi-finals.” And before you focusing yourself to the game, you glanced at your chat. “And do wish me luck, chat,” you whispered.

Everything was running smoothly. In some levels, you and your team become a Team Ace. On another level, Shu and Selen were carrying the team by themselves. However, towards the final level, something unexpected happened.

“The hell?!” Selen sneered when the enemy flashed her. It wasn’t long before the sound of Selen’s deafening screams pierced your ears and the others’. “WHAT THE HECK?!” Selen went mald when the enemy dinked her dead.

The team was immediately in a panic. Selen was the team’s lead carry and your team currently doesn’t have any agent with any revival utility. Meanwhile, the team’s main carry, Shu, tried to stay calm when Selen’s tantrum almost dominated the voice chat channel.

Panic came back to haunt you. You don’t know how this team would fare without its lead carry.

“Babe, calm down.”

“Ah!”

Before you could lose your focus, Shu pulled you back from your reverie, making you gasp.

“Selen, that’s fine. And Uki, take her position to carry the team with Shu,” Fulgur gave instructions to the remaining team players.

You noticed how Selen kept apologizing and malding over her death in the game. Of course, panicking won’t solve the problem. You were wrecking your brain to find a way out of this problem. Your brain was constantly looking for alternatives to win this round.

4v4 shouldn’t be so bad. Shu had already taken down one opposing player. Until something crossed your mind. Your brain managed to come up with a pretty brilliant idea. “Fuu-chan, will crossfiring help?”

“But this map is not suitable for crossfiring.” Elira sounded worried.

The position of the current map was very wide and had few places to hide. Being too far apart from the team might be one dumb way to lose.

Fulgur seemed to be silent and thinking. He was trying to calculate the winning percentage if the team uses your idea.

“One down.” Uki suddenly announced after he took down one enemy. “Four versus three,” he stated.

“NICE, UKI!!!” Everyone cheered amidst the panic.

Uki managed to reduce the risk of losing. The thing that Fulgur was worried about should lessen a bit. “Elaborate your idea, [Y/N].”

You took a deep breath before speaking. “Simple! Uki and Rosemi are in the right position, stay there. And Shu—” You paused yourself when you heard your lover’s gun shots. You suddenly heard him hissed in annoyance. He must have just messed up with his aim, you guessed.

“Shu, if it’s not too much for you, can you move away from Rosemi a little and find the right position to surround our three enemies?” you continued, asking a favor.

“Nothing is too much for you, babe.” Shu immediately did what you asked.

To be honest, you yourself know that Shu can shoot from anywhere. Without any strategy from you or others, he can easily win the game. He is a predator, even if he doesn’t want to admit it. However, even though it’s unlikely, what happened to Selen could also happen to Shu. You don’t want that to happen again, especially in a crucial moment to determine your team’s position in the tournament.

“Thank you. And I’ll rotate and take the flank,” you stated your final strategy.

“Wait, [Y/N], that’s too far and dangerous!” Finana strongly refuted your idea.

Selen who couldn’t do anything anymore also pays attention to the strategy you proposed. “It’s fine,” she said. “Shu, Uki, and Rosemi are enough. The three of them had basically already surrounded the enemies. [Y/N], your intention was to cover the escape route, was it?”

“You’re right!” You smiled as Selen understood the purpose of your plan. “Start firing!” You took your agent to the other side of the map as planned.

“One down… Two down!” Shu raised his voice in excitement.

The sound of other cheers sounded even louder. Your chat and the others’ started to hype with the possibility of your team winning.

“Cypher tries to escape!” Rosemi shouted.

Luckily, you made it to your proper position in time. You replaced your firearm with a knife and started attacking them. “WAIT, ACK! NO!!” you screamed. Unfortunately, you died because your aim was suddenly messed up due to panic.

But not long after, an unexpected sight suddenly appears on your PC screen. “Nope!” Shu spoke, accompanied by the sound of bullets. “You killed my lover, senpai! You must die!”

“OOOHHHH!!!!” Everyone cheered with joy and excitement when the word “WIN” appeared clearly on their respective screens. Chat went crazy and hysterical screams were heard filling the voice chat channel.

You sighed in relief. Too tired with your overwhelming emotions, you chose to remain silent and hear the others’ triumphant cheers. You leaned back on your gaming chair and closed your eyes for a moment.

“Babe your chat is filled with “#[Y/N]MVP”!!”

Hearing Shu say so, you opened your eyes. Sure enough, your chat was flowing with the hashtag that your boyfriend just mentioned.

“Check the Twitter too…?” you read one of your comments aloud. According to what your chat wanted, you grab your phone and opened blue bird app.

“DAMN, [Y/N] IS THE SAVIOUR OF THE TEAM!!”

“NO WAY, THAT’S SO COOL!! Y/N BASICALLY CARRIED THE WHOLE TEAM!!”

“[Y/N] MPV!!!!!!!!!!”

“THE WAY SHU AVENGE THEIR DEATH OMGGGGGG!!”

“SHU x [Y/N] THE ACE x MPV COUPLEEEEEE!! LETSGOOOOOO!!!”

It made you want to cry again. No, not crying out of frustration like before, but because you were touched. “Why are our fans so sweet?” you cracked, making others laugh again.

“Aww, you’re crying again,” Selen giggled.

“That was a simple yet critical strategy. You two are something else,” Uki also commented.

“That was a good save,” Fulgur sighed. “Nice job, [Y/N]!”

Elira added, “Yeah, great job! Wow! Nobody uses Sage. We were too panicked by Selen’s death.”

“I’M STILL HERE!” Getting called out, the owner of the name went mald once again.

Meanwhile, Finana and Rosemi were still having fun celebrating the team’s victory and bragging about you being the MPV.

“Wait, let me divert my voice chat with [Y/N] to dm vc.” Shu mumbled to himself. “[N/N]!!” After celebrating with his chat, the sorcerer switched your voice chat to personal and called you in a cheerful voice. “GG, babe!”

Shu laughed happily. Hearing it makes your heart flutters. You got a lot of appreciation from your fans and teammates, but his appreciation is what you need the most.

“Oh my God, chat, the legendary ace himself complemented me! Wow!” You didn’t completely fake your excitement. You were really happy at his complements.

“Won’t you go to them and hug them for real?” Shu read one of his chat comments. “Babe, should I go there? Yaminions are right, I want to hug you and cuddle you and—”

“Shu, stop!” you abruptly stop him before he can mention all the things he wants to do with you. “Let’s finish the stream first. We still have evaluation about today’s game with the others. Moreover,” you paused for a moment, paying attention to your and Shu’s chats. “I can have him all night, so I’m giving Yaminions a chance.”

“AYOO?!” If Shu was drinking or eating something, he might have choked hearing your words. Without a doubt, Shu’s chat and yours went panic and crazy. Seeing their expressions, you just laughed out loud in amusement. “Haha, funny.” Shu faked a laugh.

“God, someone in your chat said, ‘You don’t have to hide it, Shu. We know you’re also excited.’” Your laugh was getting out of control.

“They’re not wrong, though!” From his offended tone, you could imagine how Shu was pouting his lips at that moment.

You could just run into his studio and kiss the pout if you wanted. However, it would be very unprofessional of you if you did.

A pop up notification suddenly appeared on your and Shu’s phones screen. “What on earth Selen just tweeted?” Shu asked before he read the tweet out loud for you. “With a capslock, ‘Anyone or someone in their stream please tell @ shu_yamino and @ [Y/N][L/N]_2434 to stop making out and rejoin the collab voice chat,’ triple exclamation marks.”

“What the fuck?” You were stunned, hearing Selen’s tweet from your lover. You glanced at your chat who once again clearly went crazy. “Did they just assume we’re doing that?!”

“Vox just replied, ‘There is nothing sweeter than the sweetness of victory. Let them have their moment.’” Shu laughed, reading his genmate’s tweet.

You slumped back to your chair. “Hell on earth. Chat, did you guys hear any making out noises? You’re not, aren’t you?! Such things like you guys watching us doing that didn’t excite me.”

“BABE, YOU MAKE IT WORSE!!” Now it was Shu’s turn to panic. Your lover was trying his best not to scream and burst the audience’s eardrums. His reaction definitely made you laugh out loud.

Before this, you felt very down because of your insecurities. But when you’re with him, everything feels better, no matter how chaotic your surroundings are. With him, you don’t have to worry about anything. You surely feel the safest around him.

Before you moved your voice chat back to the collab channel, you stated between your laughs, “You guys will still clip that moment even if we say don’t, so go ahead. Consider this as the compensation for today’s victory today.”

“You��re the worst,” Shu sighed.

Of course you could only giggle. “I love you too.” ----- [FIN].

GG, Babe! A Fiction by Author Xandra January, 2023

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