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random-cockroach · 1 month ago

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F*** my writing shyness, it will be bad and utter stupid mushy dumbness and I don't mind, because I need MUSHY AND TOO SWEET AND STUPID KISSES THROUGH THE SCREEN WITH CONFUSION

Swerve x Blurr silly short oneshot Reverse mecha au by Kerefon

Silly kisses inside the games is the normal thing for humans, Cybertronians don't quite have such interactive games, at least he never was interested in Cybertronian ones, Blurr doesn't know why he feels so shy over this friendly joke that he was perfectly pulling off in the real life by himself.

Blurr has been watching streams of Serving_Metal_Nerdulgist for over 1 year now. He still has no idea how he found this line since it didn't have registered ID in the interplanetary lists, but the streams on it turned out to catch all of his attention. Interplanetary streams weren't something new or interesting (most of them were boring stuff with their strange ugly food that they were munching with even more ugly sounds, some strange sports, absolutely wasteful dramas and other things), but this one he never saw before. It was a game, cubic game, vibrant, green, full of details, explorations, it was fascinating to watch someone explore a newly created endless world, go on adventures, kill interesting monsters and make creations out of blocks that looked strange as a separate but gorgeous as a one. He was making it look gorgeous.

He supposed it wouldn't have been so interesting if not the voice behind it, who always was sharing his thoughts and ideas. Blurr was listening to them and wondering how one comes up with such ideas while himself getting inspired thanks to it (he tried to make a little blocky house with melting metal, but ended up burning surface of his digits and "house" looked like nest of these Gazin ants with three mouths).

It became the part of his free evenings, the chat became his dream chat group come true with never ending different interesting topics about anything and everything. Not like he could properly write on "human" so most of the parts he was using translator. Translator kind of sucked because it had barely any idea what the "human" is as much as Blurr did (he supposed the cubic human inside the game was based on real humans) and AI was learning words and their adaptations pretty slowly.

Unlike the person behind the stream.

He learned fast and over the year almost became fluent in Cybertron. He said it was the power of nerds.

Blurr felt himself pretty happy (immensely gleeful) about the fact that Nerdulgist did so to talk with him, to be able to play and talk without the need to switch to chat typing (not like he could type with Cybertronian syllables anyway).

He was watching him when there were only a few people. To be more precise, first time he found him he also joined his game, since ID applied to the game too and Blurr thought it was open to join for everyone. Reaction of pure horror and sudden boost of comments applied it was not. But Blurr was spamming shift after smashing all the keys to find some way to show that he is… friendly? He perfectly knows about ban option in public places and he didn't want to be banned even if it wasn't a thing here (he found out later it was a thing indeed). Maybe Nerdulgist thought that being friends with someone who could join your game without host's permission is safer so he rolled with it. He still didn't get what the herobrine is though, some kind of hacking program? He isn't to be blamed for ID leaking.

They became game friends. It became Blurr's second favorite thing after winning races and outside races he was finding excuses to abandon wreckers to play Minecraft.

He was sure Nerdulgist also found his company pleasing. He was especially affectionate during the game today, it was a "chill stream day" (he was changing all the above blocks in the area on different colored ones to make something like clay forest). Over the year his followers count grew noticeably so now instead of non-stop chattery he could do non-stop question answering.

"Do I like Blurr? What a sil– no, stupid and offending question-"

Blurr's screen suddenly was filled with detailed cubic face skin of some, as he was told but didn't find the source, anime character, but with red hair, and then he heard a very characteristic and loud soft kiss in his audials.

"I love him, he is the man of my dreams, I would have built a home with him in real life and placed our beds next to each other."

Blurr saw that there was a sudden flood of comments but he urgently rolled out of the table with his digits to the face and he couldn't understand what Nerdulgist was saying. He felt his cheek plates warming up under digits. He did not expect it.

They were joking like this before, but before was much faster, more joking-like and Blurr was prepared, he could read mood good even inside the game. Here he was just caught off guard. And that wasn't because he found Nerdulgists' voice attractive lately due to hoarseness from his past sickness, no. And didn't notice after that that his voice actually always was quite attractive to him, no.

He was very good with physical contact and attention! He was the man of physical attention! He was expressing like this to the ones he considered enough to be pals.

He considered Nerdulgist his friend and he. Could. Do. Nothing. To show it! He reacts like this definitely because he can't find no "friendly hugging" functions and so he wasn't prepared for audial way of such acts. Acts of kisses? Not cheek kisses. When did they skip one part of the progress chain? Yes he wasn't prepared for it to be outside chat. If only he could somehow spend more time nuzzling with him so he could be prepared to steadfastly stand this affectionate attack! Sleeping on the beds next to each other didn't count.

"Blurr? Are you good?"

[Great_Cucumber: he probably passed out, you just kissed him, let him cool down]

[SweatNana243: Blurr ~ Come back, your man misses you~]

"Chat, shhh."

Blurr snapped out of his thoughts only when Swerve (Swerve said his name only to him and asked not to call him by his real name, so they were having fun by coming up with new strange names to "accidentally" say on streams) asked him on cybertronian if he is okay. Hearing it on cybertronian both deepened his warmness and got him back to his field of confidence. What is wrong with him? Two can play this game and he doesn't plan on losing!

Blurr: Yes, I am good, you have to kiss me longer to get rid of me

(The statement was absolutely true, he perfectly remembered his only few kisses he ever had in this life, he was drunk and it took noticeably more time for him to pass out. Of course he remembered real facts to apply to a silly game kissing, who doesn't?)

[Great_Cucumber: OOOOOOOOOOOO]

[Funtime90008: OOOOOOOOOOO]

[WBlurrNerdNation: OHOHOHOHOHOHOH GUYS]

There was a rich chuckle and chair creaking. "I'm going after my kissy plushie toy and I am about to measure your limits of hit kisses!"

[SweatNana243: your WHAT]

[Great_Cucumber: virgin spotted pointy finger]

[WBlurrNerdNation: I'm calling my friends, they can't miss it]

Okay, maybe Blurr wasn't as prepared to this. He rotated around in the search of something. Whatever. Something that also fits for a kissing practice, for no other reason but to not feel "attacked" if he also will do this dumb thing.

Blurr heard almost every possible transformer. Their voices became so common to him that when he first time opened interplanet stream with some ugly three mouths thing talking, the voice of that thing was disgusting, unusual, but mostly disgusting. Blurr was paying closer attention to people's voices, you could find so much information in them; and cybertronians' voices were consistent of precisely built in individual characteristics of waves. You could hear a silent static and a muffled echo inside throat. You could hear and sense the mood of the person if you knew how to do it. Organics? Their "static" voice cracks were grotty, they couldn't regulate their voices when they were loud, the sound was coming out of wet sources as if they were drowning. It was unpleasant. He didn't like noisy sticky figures.

Swerve's voice was… very pleasant. He guessed it had wet source just as organics, but it sounded dry, rich, vibrant, and when his voice was cracking up in excitement, it was contagious. When he was yelping and screaming on higher waves it sounded cute after his deep, slightly nervous bass. Funny even. He wasn't gulping after hours of talking like others did, he clearly needed water but he was too deep into explaining his new idea for the swamp area until his voice was becoming desiccated and he had to whispers while his chat was spamming "serve aqua".

Swerve indicated his return with two exaggerated smacking sounds of lips. Blurr laughed, nervously and generously. Swerve was a total maniac once he became comfortable. "Are you ready my handsome alien?"

Blurr managed to write "Wait a min dying laughin" before he clung to his knees with static laugh and burning cheeks. A cube person with strange skin was about to kiss him!

"I don't have the whole day, dear gringo, 1 minute and you will have to face me"

He clearly was in a very playful mood today as he said it in cybertronian to mock his viewers. It didn't help Blurr. Swerve's voice compensated all his hilarious looks. Where was his coolant?

Blurr looked around to check that the door was closed, he didn't want to die out of embarrassment. After making sure that there is no one sneaking on him (though the existence of guilty ghosts was especially believable right now) he braced himself and was looking at the screen.

Blurr: Deliver it (He meant "Bring it on" but translator didn't reach such levels of smugness yet)

Swerve seemed to lean closer to the microphone since the sound of skin pressed against the soft plushy was very clearly heard.

[Matador: SEND CREEPERS ON THEM WHILE THEY ARE BUSY]

[WBlurrNerdNation: SHUT UP, THERE IS RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPS]

[DBlurrNerdNation: WTF]

[JBlurrNerdNation: I will fight with mobs for the pride of their first proper kiss]

Okay. It sounded… soft. Blurr unconsciously touched his lips, he guessed his lips weren't as delicate as organics'… he had nothing to compare it with. Maybe jellied energon? He remembered his drunk kisses. They were soft for him but we talk about tender kind of leathers here. He felt frustrated but didn't stop listening and watching. That was an unusual sudden attention directed to him but he didn't dislike it.

Primus stop thinking about it with such seriousness it's a silly joke. From someone he found very nice to talk to. And listen to. Swerve is a great, very funny, smart dude. Silly a little bit, isn't it perfect? Oh, he heard a… breathing? Some fleshings had nostrils, looks like humans have them too and they are located above the mouth. And their breathing isn't as stable but very soft sounding. His vents suddenly clicked on to mimic the breathing rate, he gave up fighting with his processor. Sadly right now his attention was perfectly locked on one thing and was rotating only around arising from this event imaginations.

His imagination was too bright as he was imagining a presence on his lips. He closed his eyes and leaned in toward the sound. Then he opened them again and looked behind his back. No one was there. Thank Primus.

There were only a few bots who's voices he liked. Like, liked liked. But they were only transformers, never flesh organics. He might have liked liked liked this human's voice and vent (newly discovered breathing) more than all others that he liked liked.

Swerve budged from the microphone and made teasing chuckling sounds while still keeping hold of the plush. He was a streamer who felt like a scrapper in the metal pools after being sure that such jokes are good with Blurr.

"Still didn't fall under my obviously great and very expert kissing skills?"

[Great_Cucumber: you suck, I feel bad for Blurr]

"Hey what? That clearly was perfect! Not too long, not too short, with pauses, a little bit of teasing for the mood…" The microphone transmitted the sounds of his exaggerated hand gestures. Good microphone. "So what if it was only with plush? Do you not kiss your pets?"

[Great_Cucumber: I should be worried about your pets. But for your knowledge, my pomeranian kisses better.]

[WBlurrNerdNation: you are such a mood breaker, use your damn imagination, he wasn't kissing you!.. But yeah ah it sounded kinda gross actually]

"Chat. Chat, I hate you all and just for your knowledge, komondors are better than pomeranians."

[SweatNana243: look, he started mumbling under his nose, you all are so mean]

Nerdulgist turned away and got back to changing blocks while explaining all pros and cons of the bigger dogs compared to little ones. Blurr finally got back to his keyboard and mouse after his vents calmed down.

It definitely shouldn't have felt like whatever he felt but he couldn't help himself.

So instead he decided to not pretend to be dense and cool and started running laps around Swerve, shifting and jumping to lift their moods up. Worked perfectly, attention immediately switched and Blurr confused everyone with how getting pets where he is was kind of an illegal or kinky thing. They didn't finish what they planned because they saw turtles ashore and ended up breeding them while Swerve was talking about some cool mutated turtles, then just as usual they went back in their too gorgeous for Blurr's comprehension house with red and blue beds and orange and white carpets beneath them in the further room.

For some months now Nerdulgist was ending his stream first and then was spending some more quality time with Blurr until their attention was switching to opposite directions and they were chatting on absolutely different topics while still listening to each other.

Wreckers still didn't come back. Blurr was lying on the berth and rotating some favorite events from today in his head. Usually it was the whole stream and everything they talked about but this time he mostly was remembering the breathing and soft touching of skin that he heard, it was something new for him and he couldn't calm down and especially couldn't understand why he couldn't calm down. He wouldn't mind sharing a room with such cool person. He decided to run around the ship outside until his processor got overheated. ___________________________________

Swerve on the other side of the screen flying in heaven because he finally found someone who passed his vibe check, on who he could pull off all of his affectionate impulses and flirty jokes. ___________________________________ IN MY DEFENCE! Swerve here is the human from the beginning in this reverse version and he technically in the surrounding where he can feel less alone, nerds are all over the world on Earth so I believe this version of him is so much more confident in himself. He is the man of a good talents and great social education and awareness. He has a job that he even if don't love but clearly enjoys and it serves a good and visible purpose, he gets home and releases all the stress in other activities he likes. And it is known that confident people (not in an arrogant manner) are more attractive so his jokes get like, [10 buff due to him feeling sure not even if about them but about himself saying them. And yes aghsfa I think he would have a deep voice with a bit of a high cracking during laugh and nervousness. And he screams like a girl when startled, then coughs and screams again but now like a real man.

Blurr for me is only the friendly flirting kind of guy who does so to make people comfortable. And he will understand his interest in romance way with someone only when other close friend of his starts friendly flirting with him and Blurr will have to reconsider some of his life choises. And I just wanted Blurr to have a panic first. And find more attractive different qualities in Swerve. Please don't look at me I didn't even write it enough fluff for my liking I am holding well.

[Also Swerve added "Serving" in his name after he has read too many isekai mangas with 127 words long titles]

#reverse mecha au #why weren't I writing fluff before I want more now what the hell #blurr #swerve #fullmetal bartenders #ah...?#writing #?#please #please no one look at me #Please I am already lying on the floor I am disappearing into the void #transformers #maccadam

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imsiriuslycool · 9 days ago

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streamer!ellie x streamer!reader headcannons ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

warnings: none, just pure fluff. also, this is one of my first times posting and my first language is not english so let me know if you have any tips!

✰ ellie was known for being the chaotic streamer who used the word “chat” way too much and who rage quit every five minutes. you were the sweet one, cozy games and an aesthetic setup. you had a secret little crush on her. nothing much. what you didn't know was that she was a big fan of you too, never missing a single stream.

✰ you were both pretty big streamers and she mentioned you. her fans lost it, making fun of her for getting all flustered, accusing her of having a crush. soon enough that clip went viral.

✰ when you saw that clip, you dm´d her asking for a collab, just a chill minecraft stream to keep your fanbases happy. the stream went more than well, and collabs soon became a habit. even living hours apart, you two seemed to have a really deep connection.

✰ she was definitely the teasing as a way of flirting type. was constantly making fun of your aim when you tried shooting games and would compliment you just to brush it off when you blushed.

✰ she confessed to you on a random late night facetime call. you were in your apartment laying in bed and she just blurted it out. the next day you were already driving to see her. you spent some days at her place, dreading the thought of even having to leave.

✰ you finally started dating, and she was just so happy to call you hers. even after you went home, you kept calling and playing together constantly. when you finally went public, the whole internet lost it.

✰ she was constantly saying “my girl” this and “my girl” that, never ever getting tired of talking about you. her fans teased her for it, but she just laughed it off.

✰ after that semester ended, she fought with all she had to get transferred to your college. when she finally did, you both rented an apartment together. it was amazing, the perfect blend of chaos and coziness. the place soon started feeling like home.

✰ she would show her chat random pictures she took of you and just go “CHAT LOOK AT MY GORGEOUS WIFE” or “HOW THE FUCK DID I PULL THIS GODDESS?”. she would curse a lot, and you would constantly scream “Language!” only for her to grin and answer “Me? English, why?”

✰ would have those funny ass shirts that just say “I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND” or “BE GAY, DO CRIMES”. She would wear them on streams and try to wear them outside, only to be forced to take them off and change by you.

✰ you both have matching gamer chairs, the same model just in different colors. the same with your dinosaur stuffed animals. you also both love childish pajamas, like she will be walking around the house in some minecraft pants and shirt and you will be vibing in an hello kitty onesie. it´s your thing by now.

✰ when you met joel, you were terrified to say the least. you held ellie´s hand the whole time. but he eventually warmed up to you and got more comfortable. (once he called you kiddo and you nearly started bawling)

✰ she makes up a cool handshake with you, that she forces you to do at every possible moment. it always ends with a small kiss and you both giggling like two little kids. speaking of kisses, she absolutely LOVES public displays of affection. always holding your hand or waist and stealing kisses every now and then.

✰ you get so domestic it´s insane. just cooking together and watching shitty movies and going grocery shopping and streaming together. it all feels so so so perfect.

that´s it! love you all so much!

#streamer!ellie #ellie wiliams #ellie x reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie x you #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie

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tryingtofindava · 1 month ago

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── 𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥

A Twitch streamer and a YouTube vlogger start interacting online, and the internet can’t look away.

a/n: this is modern day tlou au, these are just headcanons but I might make this a series :P

: ̗̀➛Back to source

{[Streamer!Ellie x Vlogger!Reader]}

╰┈➤ 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

You first take notice of Ellie when you come across one of her twitch clips while doomscrolling on TikTok.

It’s a clip of her absolutely raging after losing a game in the funniest, most unhinged way. You watch it three times because her reactions are hilarious and weirdly charming.

You don’t even realize she’s a big streamer. You just think, “Who is this angry little goblin and why is she so entertaining?”

So you fall down a mini rabbit hole, watching her highlights, and funny clip compilations, then finding her Twitch.

You start putting her own for background noise while you edit your vlog videos. Of course having to turn the volume down when you do voice overs, though you can always hear her tuned town voice yelling as she keyboard smashes.

One day you comment on her TikTok post,

Xx.y/n_l/n.xX: You’re the human version of a broken controller and I love it.

And Ellie is IMMEDIATELY interested in you, since she doesn’t really ever have verified accounts comment on her videos who aren’t her other streamer friends.

Ellie recognizes your username, vivid memory of your overly cutesy vlogs popping up on her YouTube feed as she searches for new games.

Ellie likes and replies,

RageSaurusRex: Takes one to know one

On stream, she casually mentions you, “Apparently some YouTube vlogger called me a broken controller… solid first impression.”

After that, you both lowkey stalk each other’s content. Ellie watches a few of your vlogs while pretending she isn’t invested. She especially likes your get ready with me posts. While you still watch her chaotic Twitch streams, trying not to laugh out loud when she accidentally says something stupid.

The mutual stalking goes wild.

In a random Twitch stream, you pop into her chat and she immediately notices. “Wait. No way. Xx.y/n_l/n.xX is in my chat? Mods, behave.” It’s playful, but her ears turn red.

Safe to say her chat went crazy as she perfectly pronounced your user with no thought at all, perfectly memorised.

Ellie slides into your DMs after the stream, casual at first… well, casual to Ellie’s standards anyways… sending you memes so unfunny they turn out hilarious and it quickly spirals into an ongoing conversation that never really stops.

╰┈➤ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

Ellie’s streams are mostly chaotic, she likes playing bloody and violent video games, with lots of graphic content. But if you ask her to play more relaxing games she hops on that shit so fast you have no idea.

Suddenly the games she plays on stream are more chilled out, but she somehow makes peaceful games rage inducing. Though she still likes to play her violent games… she likes to throw in some Animal Crossing and A little to the left, just for you.

And you start mentioning her in your vlogs, maybe you are filming a ‘find stuff at the thrift with me’ video, and come across a guitar, Savage Starlight comic, and dinosaur plush and casually mention your online friend liking that stuff.

And your viewers IMMEDIATELY know who you’re referring to. This is the moment where fanbases start to merge.

Everyone goes crazy when Ellie calls you on stream to invite you to play a co-op game, and who are you to say no?

The first few minutes of gameplay are filled with awkward jokes, Ellie trash talking her own gameplay as she mines, and both of you getting caught up in a whirlwind of laughter.

By the end of the stream, fans are already making jokes about you two being ‘that couple’ even though you’re just starting out as gaming buddies.

So now you and Ellie have a little series on her Twitch channel of your guys cute modded Minecraft world.

After the collab, Ellie occasionally drops little comments during her streams, like, “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll let Y/n win this round. I’m that nice.” Her fans eat it up. They tease her, ‘Are you just trying to impress them?’ and Ellie plays along, dramatically rolling her eyes. It’s all an inside joke, but the fans are certain something more is brewing.

You and Ellie have this natural, easy back and forth relationship. Teasing, bickering, laughing at anything and everything. Feels totally unforced too.

Viewers eat it up, clipping every little moment where you two banter like an old married couple and the editors go crazy editing your cutest and funniest movements.

You guys get close very quickly, though you are complete opposites, you guys get on so well. And your viewers notice this, clipping every moment you two mention each other on your channel or her streams. Making cute compilation videos.

Makes people question if you two could maybe be more?

After the first few collabs, you and Ellie start messaging off-stream more often than you did originally. Late-night Discord calls, sending each other dumb memes, casually complaining about trolls and the stress of your uploading schedule … until it starts feeling weirdly personal and real.

You and Ellie fall into a natural rhythm of playful teasing. If Ellie messes up, you’re quick to call her out, “I’m pretty sure I could’ve done that with my eyes closed.” And she comes right back with, “Maybe you should! It’d be an improvement!” There’s no real tension, it’s all fun and games.

But fans definitely start noticing how comfortable you two are with each other.

Off-camera, Ellie is way softer. She sends you voice notes with her raspy laugh, asks you for recommendations for songs she should cover with her guitar on live, and lowkey gets jealous if she sees you post content with someone else.

The line between online friends and something more gets messier every day. Little inside jokes turn into flirty comments. Your chats get longer. Your smiles get a little too genuine on camera.

You’re in the middle of an co-op, and Ellie jokes, “You know, I think we’d make a great team… in life.” Your response? “Right, as long as you promise not to scream my ears off.” Chat erupts. Clips start circulating of the back-and-forth, with comments like ‘Are they secretly dating or just the most iconic duo ever?’

Sometimes, mid stream, there’s this tiny pause after you say something sweet, Ellie wants to say something but doesn’t. And chat definitely notices how her freckles cheeks get a bit more rosy.

Also, even when you two aren’t playing together she always somehow manages to bring you up. She casually mentions your name in her streams, “I was playing with Y/n the other night, and you know, they almost didn’t completely suck. Almost.” Her chat immediately lights up with comments like ‘Aww, they’re cute’ and ‘is this wuh luh wuh?’.

Yeah, you guys definitely could be something more.

╰┈➤ 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞

And people ship you guys so hard, everyone in her chat always asks about when she’ll stream a Minecraft video with you again they practically demand it, and she always laughs it off saying something along the lines of: “She’s got her own channel to take care of, chat. Go watch her vlogs if you miss her.”

A few fan edits appear, showcasing moments when you and Ellie are too comfortable with each other. One fan edit has a side-by-side of you two laughing, with the text “When you realize you’re lowkey in love with your gaming partner.” The comments go wild, including one that reads, “They’re definitely dating, there’s no way they’re not.”

They start shipping you two so much that the hashtag #EllieAndY/n quickly trends on Twitter, even though you two are just friends… for now.

People go crazy when you guys comment on each others instagram posts, especially when she calls you pretty on your most recent post. Your fanbases start colliding faster than expected. The crossover is hilarious, with Ellie’s followers getting curious about your YouTube content, and your subscribers discovering her Twitch streams.

Fans put together compilation videos of the ‘cutest moments’ between you two, including Ellie pretending to be offended when you win a round, her leaning into the mic to yell your name in a faux-dramatic way, and both of you staying up past midnight to finish a game. The fans add text like ‘#CoupleGoals’ and ‘Best. Duo. Ever.’

A flood of fanfiction starts to appear in your comment sections, all based around you and Ellie being an unlikely couple. One fanfic is called ‘Unlikely Duet’ where you two play games and bicker, but end up falling for each other after a series of increasingly ridiculous gaming mishaps. Readers comment things like, ‘If they’re not together in real life, I’m going to riot.’

╰┈➤ 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐑𝐋

People start speculating on how you posted on Instagram a photo of you at the airport, theorising how you could potentially be letting each other??? Maybe???

Of course they were right.

Ellie starts one of her streams where she just talks to her viewers, and it’s only a few minutes in when she announces she has a special guest.

And pulls you into frame on an old spare gaming chair she has. Her chat goes CRAZY. Even some of your viewers joining her stream.

The stream lasted only half an hour before she ended it. And it mostly consisted of you two giggling and smiling at each other as you talk about random stuff.

Not even two days later you list on your YouTube a vlog titled, ‘Travel with me to Seattle’.

And the blog consisted of you travelling the first few minutes, until you finally meet Ellie in person, giving each other a big hug. (imagine the cutesy edits).

The rest of the video is you and her meeting some of her friends while you film everything cool you could find in Seattle. Until you end it in her film room.

Now, after maybe half a year of just speaking online you guys do everything you can while you’re with each IRL.

Posting on instagram, taking photos together.

Getting on with her friends, Jesse and Dina, who when you aren’t around, tease her about you. Safe to say Ellie may have developed a little crush…

“You’re set up is way cleaner then I thought it would be.” You casually mention as you look at her fancy gaming set up. “You thought it’d be messy?” She laughs at you, nudging you as she lets you play some of her games. (She won’t tell you she cleaned her whole apartment for you staying over for a week.)

When she’s dropping you off at the airport to go home she gives you a big hug that lasted a little too long for friends..

“I can’t wait to do this again.” You whisper in her ear, arms around her neck, your suitcase and bag carelessly left on the ground as you say your goodbyes. She let out a chuckle, shaking her head. “Yeah, me too.” Her freckled cheeks heat up.

And after your year long online friendship, and a whole week of being together in person, you guys share your first kiss in the airport.

It was just a complete coincidence when one of her viewers recognises you two and takes a sneaky photo and post it on twitter.

WAIT STOP I LOVED WRITING THIS SM!!! SHOULD I DO MORE BUT ITS THE START OF THE RELATIONSHIP???

#MY DIGITAL JOURNAL*ೃ༄#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams x female reader #tlou x reader #streamer!ellie #streamer Ellie Williams

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cadipke · 3 months ago

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kenma headcanons!

Omfg I love Kenma he’s literally so amazing and perfect so here you go this is what I think he would be like. I think the reader is rather bright and extroverted so ya hope u like it!

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Okay so I feel like Kenma wouldn’t really be friends with someone from the start like I feel like you could only be friends with him through mutual friends. So like one day you were chatting with Kuroo because y’all were friends since he’s your bestie’s bf or whatever. And then Kenma dropped by and said to Kuroo “we have practice”. Lowkey like you thought he looked nice so you’re like “HI! Who are you?!” And Kuroo introduces you guys

Kenma lowkey pulls back and like mumbles something you literally cannot hear like bro has never spoken to such a gorgeous and sweet girl before I think he would start TWEAKING out. And Kuroo catches on. uh oh. So then they kinda leave and you’re left there thinking that Kenma hates you whoops

Then for some STRANGE REASON whenever you talk to Kuroo or you’re near him, now Kenma always is too. But when you try to talk to him or go near him he like pulls back.

Let’s be fr this guy does NOT know how to talk to new people, especially girls

Then you ask Kuroo one day “Does Kenma hate me?” and Kuroo is like “Nah I wouldn’t say he hates you. He’s just really shy” and you’re like “Be so fr he’s literally avoiding me and never talks to me”. So rinse and repeat this conversation about 47 times.

Now whenever you’re with Kuroo and Kenma, Kuroo tries to make conversation between you two by trying to tie your interests together. (Bro Kuroo would be so sweet as your friend don’t even fight me on this I KNOW you would be besties). So like he’d be like “Oh hey, (name) you play this game too right? Kenma finished it last week” and would try to make you guys talk.

Eventually through these things you and Kenma would get closer and he would feel more comfortable with you but you need AT LEAST 2 months of “does he hate me” before you get to “oh he’s just like this”

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In a relationship I feel like he wouldn’t be so bad. It’s just getting to that point which is really tough. He would be pretty sweet surprisingly but also more on the chill side.

But get used to his dry texting because he is literally just gonna react to all the tiktoks and reels you send him with a heart and only send you 2-3 words (maybe 4 if you’re lucky). Because the thing is, he’s not good with his words so he’d rather just spend time with you.

He’d always just text you like “wyd” “Minecraft?” “Call?” but most of the time when he texts you it’s because he secretly wants to hear you yap because he thinks whatever you say is interesting.

He’s not big on physical touch but like if you like it then he’d tolerate it.

Overall I feel like he’s very tolerant in a relationship. That’s the best way I could describe it. He tries his best to fit to your wants and needs and he’s okay with that since he doesn’t really mind. He’s also really patient with you and lets you take your time when you talk or dress up or anything

He lovessss to play Mariokart with you since he always wins but he would let you win sometimes. You’re so proud and a sore winner when you win but he just smiles and lets you bully him.

He gets teased a lot by his friends that he has a partner but he just frowns and tries to ignore it. Kuroo surprisingly doesn’t tease him that much since he knows it makes him uncomfortable (yet again I’m a Kuroo glazer)

Another thing is that I feel like he’d gift you steam games and nitro because he’s your discord mod daddy and you’re his discord kitten :3 (sorry)

He’s pretty rich in his high school years too since it’s canon that he did YouTube since his high school times and got some cash from it. He loves to spend it on you and get you things you like.

Omfg he’s so clingy too ngl like he’s not very obvious with it but you can TELL that he constantly wants to spend time with you whenever he has the chance. If you tease him about it he will roll his eyes and ignore you though lol

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu fanfiction #kenma #kozume kenma #kenma x reader #kenma fluff

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soficraft · 17 days ago

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I think the next season of the life series is gonna be named "Opposite life" where you have to make the opposite of what you would normally do.

The finalist would be Jimmy, Lizzy, Mumbo and Skizz. (Tango, Budbs and Etho were almost there, but they kill each other beacuse of course they didn't team up)

Bigb would be so normal.

Grian and Scar would never interact.

Scar would play it safe, no tradings involved. No sellings, no betrayals. He would be an angel.

Scott would be the first one out. He betrayed everyone. Even his no-allies.

Marty would be honest and loyal (not to rendog do). He would be mostly alone, but fighting for the well-being of everyone.

Pearl would have lots of cats or no animal at all. She would be like the therapist of the server.

There would be no Gs (or any variation of it)

Bdubs would kill every horse he sees. He would tame pigs and do races where the slowest one wins. He also would be the one to take Etho's last life.

Tango would actually kill people with redstone traps.

Impulse has a garden or something. He has cows and sheep, too. He has an army of axolotls, for what? Idk. A plan? NOoooOOo he is just chilling.

Grian would be happy alone or with company. Doesn't feel the need to "serve" to anyone. Is the first one to die of his teammates.

Cleo would make the nicest comments to everyone (no sarcasm)

Gem... Gem would build something horrible. She won't think when is caos, she would just act. She would also burn everything. (She would die 3th or 2nd)

Joel would be green for the entire season, only would be yellow and red on his last episode. (Would also team with Scott, but he betrayes him, so he kills him. HE KILLS HIM)

Ren would be just a normal person. No roel play, no dramatic voices. He would just do what he has to do. (He kills Martyn)

Etho would be dedicated to building cute bases and being loyal to his teammates. He would only have one team and it wouldn't be with Tango, Skizz or Bdubs.

Lizzi would hate bad boys and red names.

Skizz would be so good at the game that he would be chilling.

Mimbo would love Etho's suscribers and would be so cool around Etho. He also is the best at killing with lava.

And Jimmy... well...

And the final battle would be something like...

Lizzi team up with Mumbo, Skizz is alone, and Jimmy just lost his teammate Etho at the hands of Bdubd, who was then killed by Tango with an epic trap Jimmy, for some reason, hates Tango, so he kills him.

Now, alone, he decided to play it smart and safe, but it's night, so he kills an ederman cause he can, and prepars with everything he needs to fight.

He is smart, so he goes to the high ground and scouts the area. After a while, he sees them, Mumbo and Lizzi, clearly looking for him.

He watches when Skizz runs into Lizzi and Mumbo, and the battle begins. Is epic. All of them masters of the sword, the bow, and the wherever other weapon is on minecraft.

Mumbo seems to be winning. He is so good at killing that it is a shock he hasn't ended Skizz yet.

But plot twist. Lizzi betrays Mumbo, using her redstone knowledge to pull a trap in seconds, which mumbo is incapable of understanding. And Mumbo is gone.

He is a genius, so he understands what is happening down there, Lizzi and Skizz are teaming up against him, knowing that he is the big boss and alone they can't defeat him.

They start walking, searching for him, and he knows it is time.

He does what he has to do and shoots an arrow to Lizzi. With his perfect aim, he gets her, but that doesn't kill her. Lizzi is on full diamond armor, with the best enchantments cause all season she had been stealing the enchanter.

Now they know where he is, so he quickly runs away, ender palearl ready in case of emergency.

He goes to his base, where he builded an epic redstone trap just for this moment.

He watch them get closer to his tower, and he sees as Skizz aims at him, but he is quick and crouchs, or moves, idk, but he avoids the arrow.

He looks one more time.

Perfect. They are at the perfect place.

He talks to them as a distraction, and of course, he isn't mute, he checked first cause he is smart.

As they talk, Jimmy slowly walks closer to the edg, and BOOM!

A minecart with dynamite falls onto them, but to his surprise, Skizz notices, and only Lizzy gets boom by it. She is gonne.

It doesn't take much for Jimmy to compose himself and quickly takes his sword out. In one hand his sword, and on the other, his bow.

Skizz is quick and agile. In a secnd he is in front of Jimmy.

Is no surprise that Jimmy reacts quickly and shots an arrow direct to Skizz's head. And when Skizz is about to hit him with his full enchanted diamond sword, Jimmy enderpearls outside of his base, just beside a button, which he press.

He says a really cool frase, and then all it can be heard are the explosions of tnt. His trap has work.

Skizz blew up

He won.

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I'm sorry for this. I really am. I slept like, an hour? I'm not sure. My head hurts. My face hurts and my brain is still loading. But i had this revelation and needed to share it. Hope you understand.

I don't intend to offend anyone with this post. Is just me exaggerating the bad things. All of the lifers or wherever the name is, are amaizing and cool, and we all know each of them lack at something but that's just part of being human.

We love them.

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magickizu · 8 months ago

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Streamer!HarringroveAU where Steve is the cosy, lo-fi, save space, chill streamer with mostly games like Stardew, Minecraft or other chill indie games and Billy usually plays something like these loud shooters or horror games, in his brash but open and painfully honest dickhead -self.

One day, Steve got coherst to play "Spooky's house of jumpscares", by his viewers because it "looked cute". Billy came across it because he just finished it and suddenly the fanbase overlapers want to see a collab, both think it would be funny so they do it. And it was fun. So did it more.

Thier dynamic? Billy, the flirty loudmouth LEROOYYYY JENKIIIIIINS!!!! and Steve, the level headed, calm enabler who giggles along and flushes easily. And the people are VERY quick to pick up and call the brunette a bottom- as is on twitch. Billy also pick's up on it and starts making jokes about it which only make Steve flustered. And so it goes on, Steve dreamily giggling at Billy's annoyances in the slow paced idle games and Billy flirtatiously flustering Steve whenever he got jumpscared in phasmophobia or something. And of course we can't forget Billy's nicknames, that give Steve the title of bottom in their fandom.

Both their cam backgrounds change at some point, and they seem to have moved in together, shown in their social media. Going outside together and everything. Fans are speculating, writing fanfics, drawing fanart and the whole bunch. And when asked about it, Billy just laughs, while Steve mentions he's only got one pet pieve with them, but won't elaborate what it is. They never confirm but neither denie the dating allegations outright. Until.....

Billy was streaming a round pubg and got really agitated to the point, that when Steve appeared off screen to bring him a sandwich, Billy yelled at him. Steve's face was off screen, the viewers have only seen part of his side and his hand, that flicked his headset off and grabbed his hair to pull his gaze upwards.

"...what was that, William?" And the blonde just instantly calms down, but instead shudders and gasps, then begins to grin bashfully and bites his lip.

"Sorry, I got mad at the game. I didn't mean to yell at you." The brunette pulls a little making the other draw in a sharp breath but giggle slightly... Until he remembers again, that he's live and the chat explodes. Steve just chuckles and lets go, leaving a completely fire red and sputtering, trying to explain himself, Billy to their hungry-for-details audience.

#harringrove #alternate universe #stranger things #stranger things steve #steve harrington #stranger things billy #billy hargrove #steve x billy #fanfic ideas #streamer au

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cheriladycl01 · 1 year ago

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I said don't peak C Long, you suck. Oscar/Lando/Liam/Logan x Streamer! Reader

Plot: You are a streamer and competitive Valorant Player for Fnatic, in the off season Lando reaches out after you win Valorant Champion's to teach him how to play as he's getting bored of Fortnite.

A/N: This is very Valorant heavy, if you do not like gaming proceed with caution as you may be a little confused but the good vibes are there!

You were part of the Fnatic Valorant team, in 2023 you'd helped them win back to back championships for Lock//In and VCT Masters. You were offered your seat at the start of 2023.

You were already very close with your IGL Boaster, being from the same area helped. But after meeting your other teammates, Derke, Chronicle and Alfajer you guys became amazing when playing together.

It was hard being the only woman on the team, you'd come from Game Changers being on an all female team to all of these men. However your stats were high and you were a massive part of the team.

You were a complete bombshell, people knew you were good from your IGL role and seeing you compete previously but Fnatic really lucked out having you on their team.

You often hung out with him and his girlfriend Yinsu. You felt bad when they'd offer you to crash their date and often it took hours of convincing you to come with them before you did.

But they got busier, and your other Valorant friends who you either couldn't see because they were on the other side of the world or they were also extremely busier you started to get into a bit of a slump.

You'd go to practice with the team, the only fun and exciting part of your day, before going choosing between a cafe, restaurant or bar to spend your evening in, hoping someone or a group of people would come up and offer you to join them on their nightly adventures.

After an extremely good start to 2024 with another Championship trophy, you'd been saying to stream how you wanted to start playing more games and make a YouTube account for IRL you...

They jumped at the offer, begging you in chat to do both. Apart from Valorant, which of course was your main game as a professional player, you played other games at the request of your fans. Sometimes being small niche indie games where you would just be able to chill with music and answer their burning questions or sometimes you'd play throw back games, like Minecraft, GTA San Andreas, Resident Evil 4 which would often be pretty chaotic but fun none the less.

You'd even once played FIFA... which was awful and you would not do well as a professional football player or a professional FIFA player. You were so bad that actual footballers had reached out to you joking around with how they'd stay clear of you on the pitch.

But it was when you were asked to play the new F12024 game that you looked at your chat as if they were crazy. The sim set up's were crazy expensive, not that you couldn't afford that. Of course you could. But you didn't want it to be a waste of room or parts for what could potentially be a one time use.

This is how Lando Norris ended up in your chat. He'd spent the start of his 2023 winter break playing Fortnite with AngryGinge, and even off stream in his downtime between races he would often still be playing it.

However, by the time summer break rolled around it was getting stale, and Tarkov was too. He needed something new, and Max kept trying to get him to play Valorant, Oscar did too saying it was a mix of Call of Duty and Overwatch and it was very fun to play.

So of course he did his research, being free he downloaded it anyway. It was free even if it sat there and never got played it wasn't like he was loosing anything. After doing research and watching some gameplay, he'd fallen asleep and the YouTube algorithm took him on his journey to you.

He slept peacefully despite the change in volume, gun sounds, voice lines and all the talking behind the videos that YouTube were throwing at him. When he woke up, he was graced with your, in his bold opinion, stunning face. He watched as you played, it was seemingly a montage of your best moments. The camera would often change from you being in a bedroom, to a stadium to a different room.

He was so so intrigued he just had to go down a deep dive of you content. He spent nearly a whole Tuesday looking into your content, from your old stream vod's to the Vlog's on your IRL channel. You just had this personality he assumed would draw anyone in.

I mean who wouldn't like you, you were young, funny, absolutely gorgeous and kind.

So he reached out to you.

At first you didn't see the DM and follow request as you rarely opened Instagram, but after winning your second Cup in 2024 and having spent time in America with some of your friends it was time to get posting.

Lando Norris... you were confused by the name. These day's anyone with some cash could have a blue tick, so you looked over his profile and was surprised to find an athlete.

An athlete in your DM's wasn't uncommon, but a young hot one asking for a Valorant coach for him and his racing friends... now that was rare.

You replied instantly, the thought of being able to hang out with new people and gain some friends was exciting to you. Lando asked if you would be willing to meet up with him, he thought discord was a little awkward and cringey for the first time meeting someone. He happened to be in London so it was sort of perfect.

You met, and he was a nice as you expected. He let you talk about everything you wanted to, never interrupting, never trying to one up your stories... just listening and adding his input where necessary. But you let him do the same, your eyes lighting up when you saw his passion for his career in racing and how highly he spoke of it.

It was just incredible. The way he drove round all of those corner at insane speeds that you'd never dare reach in your Audi TT! And when he went into the behind the scenes you were even more in wonder.

When it came to talk about coaching him in Valorant, at first he'd made a joke about learning so Quadrant could have a Valorant team and beat Fnatic in championships, to which you'd retorted saying Fnatic would become a constructor in F1 and make the fastest car on the grid.

However, he was being partially serious. He wanted to move quadrant forward and with all the announcements they had made at the start of the year, it was time to do more things that would get peoples attention from different places.

He was thinking of a Quadrant team of well of course 5 people with some reserves. Max was the best right now, not close to your Immortal level, peaking Radiant. But he was now in Plat territory whereas Lando dreaded to think of where he would be.

"So you want us to play, with your friends Oscar, Liam and Logan. In a 5 stack on stream..." you'd asked and he nodded enthusiastically. You'd grinned just as enthusiastic.

However, right now you were in the middle of crying from both laugher and frustration. They all played games, however you didn't know that none of them had played Valorant.

When you first started your chat was going crazy, not only was this great because your fans were seeing you coach, but it brought in all the F1 fans so they could watch their fave drivers play games.

"So, how about just a small little warm up with a deathmatch?" you asked them all, and the silence that came after was deafening.

"Guys?" you asked with an awkward laugh, checking you weren't accidently muted and talking to yourself.

"Sorry Y/N your gonna have to explain each thing to us" Liam laughed.

"Okay, Deathmatch is where you kill anyone and everyone. Might be hard for you guys, as it will be really mixed elo!" you explain. However doing a deathmatch just had them complaining, only Oscar and Liam had managed to kill you. Oscar having decent aim from his time on COD and catching you of guard and Liam being a sneaky rat, coming up behind you and knifing you.

"Okay that was so unfair... you've got like look at that she got to 40 in no time... that was the quickest game mode ever!" Logan complained, salty with his 5 kills.

"How about a team death match. We are all on the same team then, first team to 100 wins, so we are all winners that way" you smile, hoping they'd prefer it more.

Which they did, you chilled out a little, letting them practice and get the gist of things while giving them pointers, when Lando flashed you with his ability or when Liam chucked a grenade at you. Or littler things like their movement, and how to not sweep the floor with their cross hair. But it was hard coaching when you couldn't see everything.

"Okay, lets move onto some swift plays?" you ask and a chorus of agreements dound through the mic. You explained the game mode to them while you were all in agent select before explaining how a good team looks. It was hard where 3 of them only had the standard characters. You settled on Lando as Pheonix, Logan as Sage, and Liam as Sova. Oscar only had three other characters unlocked being Iso, the newest agent, KAY/0 because in his words 'cool robot guy' and then of course Skye because she was Australian. He ended up picking Skye which left you locking in Omen to smoke as you didn't trust any of them to smoke.

"I think this is the most busted team composition I've ever had" you admit.

"Well, the more we play with you the more characters we unlock, now which one is from America!" Logan asks and you explain to him Viper and Brimstone are both American.

"Any cool people from New Zealand?" Liam asks hopefully.

"No not yet but RiotGames if for some reason you are in the chat, or if you see this. Lets get a New Zealander agent and call it Liam!" you exclaim.

"They should get a female British Agent and call it Y/N and make it look like you!" Lando offers before saying one of Pheonix's voice lines that he just heard.

"That would be very cool, take notes Riot!" you smile widely.

"So like, do you ever sit there and think... wow i play games for a living" Logan asks, filter completely gone and out the window, making you choke on the sip of water you were having at the sudden and brash question.

"Do you ever sit back and think ... wow i drive fast cars for a living?" you try snap back but you realize his job does in fact down a lot cooler than yours.

"Nah, guys don't sell her short. From one YouTube Guy to a YouTube Gal, cough cough collab when ..., your doing great!" Liam jokes, thinking of his part-time YouTube career on the side of being a F1 reserve driver.

"Ohhhhh a collab with the Liam Lawson! I'm honored, but fr i would love to do Disney with you and Hannah!" you grin, having made sure to watch his vlogs in detail before you all played games.

"You watch my vlogs??" he asks screaming into his mic.

"On occasion..."

"Do you watch my LandoLogs" Lando asks interrupting the sweet and wholesome moment between you and Liam.

"No!" you exclaim before continuing your conversation with Liam making the others all snicker.

For some reason, Lando and Liam had taken the spike A while Logan and Oscar peaked B window. You jiggle peaked C long and narrowly missed an Operator. Seeing that you decide to rotate back to where Lando and Liam are rotating to Oscar and Logan.

"Don't peak C Long, its being held by an op" you let them know.

As you peak garage, you get the first kill. Then the round picks up, someone swinging out from B main giving you a quick flick and a head shot.

"What the hell guys, I said don't peak C long, you suck!" you exclaim, checking that both Lando and Liam were dead at the end of C long along with spike.

"Look, in my defence i heard 'peak C long" Lando says, with a mouth full of food watching you play.

"I just tried to reclaim spike after Lando died, i heard you loud and clear" Liam justifies whilst throwing Lando under the bus.

"Okay Oscar, you stay here" you ping the map where you wanted him to lurk until you got onto site.

"Logan, follow me and we going to go two separate ways" you explain where you want him to go. You both shift onto sight, you going through C window and Logan going through the short alley onto C. You catch a rotator killing them. Logan gets onto sight being the bait for the Sage holding site with the OP. She whiffs the first shot, however get's the neck shot.

"120, she's so low" he cries in frustration.

"Okay Oscar, get spike and rotate to A" you say as you come from behind killing the enemy sage. You take the op from them wanting the advantage of the better gun.

You send your smoke out to A before using your charged up Alt to get onto site before Oscar to secure it. You situate yourself up in heaven. Watching sight, you quickly ping where Oscar should plant they you'll both be able to see from A heaven and A long.

"We got this Osc" you say as he retreats from his plant. He knows exactly where he should be watching and before you know it he has the kill.

"Amazing stuff guys, apart from you Lando" you joke making him scoff and start to throw insults your way.

"Ah ah ah! Now i wouldn't ever dare criticize your driving now would I Lando! Lets stick to our professions yeah?" you tease him, he however changes conversation saying he was going to start streaming.

"You want me to end and raid you?" you ask, and he agrees greedily smiling. You guys had been playing for around 2 and a half hours so you didn't mind ending now.

You played for some more hours, people got very excited when they saw that Lando specifically started streaming. And now they could see the way he'd blush whenever you teased him or flirted, which wasn't even really flirting ... but chat deemed you to just have this natural rizz. They could see his reactions whenever Logan, Oscar or Liam would make fun off him.

His chat was going crazy, asking if he liked you and if you'd met.

"Me and Y/N have met chat" he offers and everyone goes silent. The others didn't know you guys had actually met up, they just knew Lando slung you a DM and somehow you replied and gave him your discord.

"You guys don't believe me?" he asks in shock, reading chat every time a round ends or when he dies.

"Even you Max what the hell" he cries when he see's Max type a snide comment in chat about how there's no way in hell you would have met up with him.

"Fine, you guys don't believe me! Here!" he says shoving his phone up the camera showing the selfie he had taken in a cafe the day you guys first met.

"Where did we meet. In London, I dm'ed her on Instagram and asked to meet her. I wanna do new things with Quadrant and further the e-sports that we do here so i reached out to Y/N as a friend to see how her org did stuff" he explains.

"Y/N to Quadrant? I dunno guys, she's happy in Fnatic right now and unless we got other players that were on a professional level, i don't think she'd give up such a good spot where she's in a winning team for people who arent even on a professional level right now!" he explains before unmuting himself again.

"So, everyone's saying you should come to a race!" Lando offers Y/N.

"I'll come to a race if you guys all come watch me at VCT?!" she questions and they all agree.

"Deal!"

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rat-club · 4 months ago

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I need something with Chris + Josh + reader

Josh and reader are close friends and Chris has a thing fkr her and they end up fucking in Josh's obnoxiously bougie bed ughdh

YESSSS I’d literally die omfg (ﾒ﹏ﾒ)

Josh

Chris

Reader

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You and Josh have been friends for as long as you can remember, nothing more. Yeah you’ve spent the night, but on the couch, y’know? He’s like a brother to you, so you’re a bit thrown off at his nervous demeanor when he asks you to come play video games at his house with him and his friend Chris.

He’s just one of my buddies from English. He’s pretty stoked to meet you.

Oh wow, look at you playing Cupid over here, I never took you as the matchmaking type.

He looks down and laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. You raise an eyebrow, wondering why he’s so out of character today.

You good, man? You seem kind of jittery. What happened to Mr “I’m always confident even when I look like an asshole?”

He shoots you a look and you roll your eyes. You put your hands up and take a step back.

Woah, touched a nerve there.

No it’s just… been a weird day, y’know?

You put a hand on his back, softly rubbing. Normally he’d smile and respond with a simple “thanks,” but now he looks down, his cheeks slightly flushed.

I’m sure we can calm your nerves over some Minecraft with Chris. Hey how about we pick up some drinks on the way back?

He perked back up at the mention of Minecraft and alcohol, seemingly forgetting how strange he was acting a few moments ago.

Y’know what, fuck yeah

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟

You’re back at Josh’s house, getting your Minecraft world started while you wait for Chris. You’re sitting next to Josh ,who’s draped over the armrest.

Are you sure he’s gonna be okay with us starting without him?

I think he’ll just be fine as long as we don’t drink without him.

For a moment your eyes linger on him for a bit too long. You never noticed how soft his hair looks. You wonder how it feels. How would it feel to run your hand through it, play with it, tug it-

Uhhh is there something in my hair?

Your cheeks turn a soft shade of pink as you try to look away. Josh catches on, unintentionally staring at your slightly embarrassed form. You can’t help but notice how his eyes linger, studying your body from bottom to top as he takes in the sight of you. The beauty of you. And for a moment, just a money, you stare back. Your eyes lock as if the only thing you can see is eachother. Anything could be happening around you right now, but all you’ll see is Josh. A knock on the door snaps you out of it. Josh clears his throat before making his way to the door.

Hey man, whats up?

We’ve been waiting on you, Cochise.

Josh pats Chris’s back as he guides him to the couch where you’re sitting, beer in one hand, controller in the other. This was your first official impression of Chris. Yeah you’ve have a class or two with him and caught him staring a few times, but it’s not like you guys ever actually had a full conversation.

Hey man, what’s good?

Heyyyyyyyy

He stands there awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say to you. Josh breaks the silence, walking up to Chris to hand him a controller.

Why don’t you have a seat

Uhhh where

His eyes land on the two empty spots on either side of you. Josh walks over and plops down in the spot he was originally in. Chris takes a gulp before following his lead, trying to copy Josh’s chill and confident attitude.

Alright party people, let’s get this game started.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟

After a bit of drinking and gaming, Chris finally loosens up. He’s laughing, joking, telling you more about himself as he leans closer and closer to you. Strangely, whenever me moves closer, so does Josh. This goes on until you’re sandwiched between the two boys.

Um guys? Maybe a little breathing room?

Whaaaat? But youre soooo warm.

Josh?

He somehow moves even closer to you, his body now pressed completely against yours. Whenever he pushes into you, you automatically get pushed closer to Chris.

Ok no more beers. For either of you.

Huh? But what about you?

You take a sip from the bottle in your hand, smirking at Chris.

I can handle my drinks. You two can’t. I mean look at you guys, you’re practically smothering me.

I mean, don’t act like you don’t like it.

W-what? What are you-

Oh come onnnn. I’ve seen how you talk about him. What you wrote, what you texted, all of it.

Your face turns even redder as Josh exposes you. You turn to Chris, seeing a look of absolute shock on his face. Shock and… something else? For a moment, you can’t quite place what it is, until you see him staring at your body. Oh lord.

J-Josh I don’t know what you’re talking about.

You’re even worse at lying than you are at gaming, y’know?

Him and Chris nod at each other, as if this was planned or something. Hang out with you, get you comfortable, expose you, then what? Though, you don’t have to wonder what comes next for long. Josh grabs you, putting you on his lap to face Chris as he wraps his large arms around your waist. He goes to your ear, continuing to list the details of every dirty thing you wrote down about Chris. Chris looms over you, nervously staring at you as you rub your legs together, panting in desperation. He takes that as in invitation to move in, starting off by smashing your lips together as his hands roam your body, groping and feeling you.

You let out soft moans and whimpers, fueling their desire for you. You feel something hard poke against your ass before Josh slowly starts to grind against you.

Who would’ve thought you were such a little slut. “God, I just want him to throw me down and use me, ripping my clothes off and grabbing me. Pulling my hair, degrading me, making me feel so fucking good.”

All you can whine at his his words, your current position makes it so that you’re unable to defend yourself in any way. You’re completely at the mercy of these two boys, and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

Chris’s hand makes its way down your pants at an agonizingly slow pace, slowly rubbing your aching clit. You moan into the kiss, leaning into him. Josh takes this opportunity to attack your neck as he moves his hands from your waist, snaking them under your shirt and under your bra. He cups your breasts, squeezing and massaging one while the other pinches and rolls your nipple. You’re an absolute mess.

Chris stops what he’s doing and moves to take off your pants and underwear while Josh works on removing your shirt and bra. Suddenly, he shoves you, making you tumble off the couch and onto the floor. You lay on the carpet, now completely exposed as the two men look over your shaking form.

You think this is too rough?

You see this? Nothings too rough for her. Just look at her, dripping for us.

Josh crouches down and grabs your hair, yanking you up to look at him.

Come on princess, show our friend here how much you like it.

You nod, crawling up to Chris as Josh watches, a smug look on his face. Once you get to him, you get on your knees, legs slightly spear as you reach up to his pants. You struggle with the zipper, erupting a loud, obnoxious laugh from Josh.

Come on slut, it’s not like you haven’t done this a million times before.

Chris rolls his eyes, moving his hands to help you with his pants. He puts a hand on you, caressing your cheek. You lean into it, gazing up at him before getting back to work. You tug his pants and boxers down, revealing his large, dripping member. You waste no time taking it in your hand and starting to pump. Just then, you feel Josh behind you, snaking his arm around to play with your pussy. Rubbing your clit, dipping his fingers inside, bringing them to your lips to make you taste yourself.

Chris moves his hands to the sides of your head and slowly guides his aching member into your mouth. You bob your head, swirling your tongue around it as he throws his head back, moaning and praising you. Meanwhile, Josh gets on the floor, laying on his back with his head between your legs. Your dripping pussy just inches above him. He hooks his arms around your thighs, pulling you down so you can sit on his face.

Hot, sweaty moans and other lewd sounds fill the room. The controllers and beers have been long forgotten. All you can feel is Josh sucking on your clit and Chris’s member hitting the back of your throat. He gasps and whimpers as you take him deeper and deeper, occasionally choking. But that only seems to fuel his arousal. He slowly starts losing control, mumbling soft apologies as he starts face fucking you. Grabbing your hair and slamming into you. You gag and choke as he continues to apologize and praise you.

Fuck princess, I’m sorry, you just feel so fucking good. I’m almost there ok, just a bit more. Can you handle that? Yeah good girl.

Tears prick in the corners of your eyes. It’s all too much. You feel am your orgasm approaching as his member starts to twitch in your mouth. You grind on Josh’s face as he moves a hand and sticks two fingers inside of you, slowly pumping them in and out while he continues to suck on your clit. His other hand roughly smacks your ass, making you squeal around Chris.

With I final thrust, Chris shoves your face down onto him, spilling directly down your throat. He slowly pulls out of your mouth, looking at the mess he made. Drool, cum, and tears adorn your face. You grip Josh’s hair, crying out and making unintelligible sounds. Chris takes in the sight of you sitting on Josh’s face while you feel you scream out.

F-fuck I’m gonna- mmm fuck gonna cum

Your orgasm rips through you. Your mind is completely blank. All you can do is moan and cry out while you put your full body weight on Josh, cumming on his face. When you call to the side, Chris is there to catch you, scooping you up. Josh gets up, licking his lips to taste more of you.

So, how’d you like her?

Chris looks down at you, clinging to him while you’re in his arms.

Don’t worry, we’re not done with her. Let’s go.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟

Chris gently places you on Josh’s bed before he starts to strip with Josh. They crawl on the obnoxiously large bed towards your vulnerable form. Their lustful glares focus on you, and only you as they make their way to you. Josh grabs your ankle, yanking you towards him.

We’re gonna stretch this tight little pussy out now, m’kay? Think you can take it?

You nod, sitting up to position yourself over Josh’s throbbing member. Chris sneaks up behind you, moving his hands to feel you up while attacking your neck. Josh puts his hands on your hips, lowering you down into him. You wince and whimper at the stinging.

I know, I know baby. It’ll feel good soon, I promise.

He slowly lowers you farther and farther down onto him. They both take turns soothing you, getting you ready to take both of them. Once Josh is fully in, he waits, letting you adjust. After a minute, you nod, giving Chris permission to enter. He eagerly presses himself against your pussy, sliding in along Josh’s. He’s a bit more impatient, not waiting for you to stretch to accommodate his size. You let out a yelp and look at Josh with a pined expression. He puts a hand on Chris’s shoulder.

Woah easy there Cochise. I said she likes it rough, not being torn open.

I-I know. I’m sorry, she just feels so fucking good.

He slows down, letting you adjust before pushing in more and more. Finally, both of the boys are buried deep inside of your aching pussy. They nod at each other before slowly taking turns pulling out and pushing back in. You feel amazing. As your moans get louder and louder, they pick up the pace.

It’s like she’s sucking us in.

Yeah, looks like this little slut can’t get enough of us, right princess?

You cry out at their words as they pound you, each thrust hitting a new spot. Josh starts to rub your clit, smashing your lips together to swallow your moans. Chris bites and nips at your neck, making your whole body spasm and twitch. They keep rocking their hips, moving you back and forth between them. You feel another orgasm start to build up inside of you, causing your walls to squeeze and tighten around them.

Cum for us princess. I wanna hear those pretty moans.

And just like that, your second orgasm hits you like a truck. You’re screaming, louder than before. Chris buries himself inside of you up to the hilt, filling you up with his length and his cum. Not long after, Josh is also cumming deep inside of you, fucking you through your orgasm.

They both slowly pull out, watching their cum drip out of you. Chris lays down, spooning you and telling you how well you did while Josh cleans you up with a cloth. Afterwards, they both hold you, too exhausted and fucked out for words. But no words were needed. You knew that they would take care of you.

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Someone take my phone away

#josh washington #josh washington smut #josh x reader #until dawn smut #josh washington imagine #josh washington x reader #smut #until dawn #until dawn x reader #climbing class #chris hartley #christopher hartley

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nobodyknowsanything · 11 months ago

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okay so i have this world on minecraft where im just building a little cozy farm and thats it and my skin is andrew and it just made me think

we know andrew plays video games with aaron and nicky, right?

so one day, years later when andrew and neil live together and are both pro, one night after a challenging match (though andrew won’t admit it) he needs something to help his mind calm down and chill tf out, so he downloads minecraft on his laptop and starts to play.

neil notices him glued to his laptop more often after that, but doesn’t question it. he glances over andrews shoulder every so often out of curiosity but he probably doesn’t recognise the game because he’s not really bothered with that sort of stuff so he leaves him to it.

at first andrew goes through the expected motions of a new minecraft world, gathering materials, fighting monsters, and eventually working up to kill the ender dragon. he battles some of the other bosses too, as they get added to the game. but he starts to find the process monotonous and not enough. its all the same after a while and although he would rather cut his dominant hand off than admit it, fighting zombies and especially fucking skeletons stresses him out more than he’s comfortable with, let alone fighting the big bad bosses.

playing minecraft on peaceful mode always seems to get a bad rep, like why are you playing if you’re on peaceful, what’s the point if there’s no monsters?

but andrew thinks to himself, has he ever really cared what other people think of him? the answer is no, and so next time he loads up the game after his and neils team won a match barely by the skin of their teeth, he creates a new world and sets the mode to peaceful.

he sits there for hours. well into the night and early hours of the morning, definitely ruining his eyes but he just gets lost in the simple ease of gathering small things he would’ve previously considered insignificant, and starts with building a farm. he organises it by each different type of crop, builds pens for each animal as well as a farmhouse, windmill and huge wheat field. it brings him so much peace, it becomes part of his routine. every night, even if he’s had a relaxing day, he builds his little farm that soon develops into a small village and then a whole society. neil sometimes leaves him to it and sometimes sits next to him on the sofa, busying himself or unabashedly watching andrew play.

as the new updates get added, with new biomes and features, andrew keeps playing and exploring new parts of the world, building in the new places and connecting everything together. its where he lets the inside of his mind out on show, and if anyone else asked, it never even existed but he lets neil look, shows him round with a boredness in his voice that neil sees right through to the almost pride and calm. neil doesn’t think hes ever seen andrew so wholeheartedly focused on anything simply for the pleasure it brought him.

and maybe one day neil will buy the game for himself and andrew will let neil join this world he’s been creating for years and they’ll continue to build it together, their own little escape to a much more simple world where they get to be in control and nothing is out to get them.

#but i was talking to a friend earlier and the question of what is the world called came up #that man does not name worlds they are all just called ‘new world’ and when neil starts playing it drives him MAD #aftg #andrew minyard #neil josten #all for the game #andreil #argue with a WALL #this is my first proper post pls be nice

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occatorcreator · 1 year ago

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Second Chances

Links - 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

4 - Friendship Lost

It's always one step forward and two steps back for Purple. An unexpected reunion between the color gang and a long lost friend threatens to tear apart Purple with jealousy.

Time flies. Months rolled by since that argument and the gang kept true to their word. They did their best to not start unsanctioned fights whenever they got upset or angry. At least, while in front of Purple.

But that was fine by Purple. Without the worry about a potential fuse blowing, Purple felt more at ease being around them. Visits to each other’s desktops became more frequent as a result. Purple found himself chilling on the Animator’s desktop more often than his own as the year went on, entertained by the creative ways the four played with Minecraft and other games.

It distracted him from the pain. A pain that was lessening in intensity every month, but Purple could still feel it. The thoughts nagged at him; how would Orchid and Navy feel about what he was doing? How long is this friendship going to last, really?

“You know, we were originally created to fight each other for eternity,” Yellow confessed to Purple privately one day as they showed him around their website.

The mention of being created for the purpose of fighting made Purple’s stomach clench uneasily.

“This was where we were meant to be,” Yellow said, gesturing to the blank white walls, “to fight for the rest of our days until one of us won.” They dropped their hands to their sides. “We ended up declaring a truce two weeks in.”

“Why?” Purple asked. “What made you stop?”

“Look around,” Yellow said. “I like this place. I come here whenever I need space, but it wasn’t like that initially. Imagine you were created to hate four other people, and your creator put you in a box with them, and none of you could leave that box.”

Purple’s eyes widened slowly as he tried to imagine, yet he couldn’t. Suddenly, the sparse decor and white color felt oppressive. Yellow smiled sadly.

“You understand, even when you like it, fighting grows monotonous here,” Yellow said, “I still have these thoughts of attacking them when we’re just hanging out, doing nothing… sometimes I see in their eyes, they have the exact same instinct that I have. But, I think we’ve been getting better at handling them. Thanks.”

Why are you thanking me? Purple thought, I just pointed out the obvious without even knowing how you lived.

He still didn’t know them all that well, did he?

“How did you get out?” Purple asked softly.

To that, Yellow looked away, shoulders tense.

“A stick figure broke in, somehow,” Yellow said, letting out a bemused huff, “that Orange kid… they came looking for a fight for some reason, but didn’t even have a proper fighting stance. When we saw the wall was broken down, we were so happy to be free and almost ignored them! They were chill enough to show us around the computer” He sighed. “But then Alan deleted us.”

Purple nearly tripped over himself. “Alan deleted you?”

“We spawned right back here,” Yellow said, so casually as if the fact Alan deleting them didn’t warrant further explanation, “We couldn’t do much until he refreshed the page, and when he did, the desktop was a mess. Orange had fought Alan and ran off.”

“As they should!” Purple said, crossing his arms, “Why are you living with Alan after what he did to you?”

“I mean, well,” Yellow cleared their throat, “Alan really regretted what he did. I don’t think there’s a day that goes by that he doesn’t, probably why he treats us so kindly now. We came to forgive him after a while, but I get it if you feel differently after knowing that.”

Purple didn’t know what to say. Had Yellow said nothing, Purple would still be blissfully ignorant and see the Animator as yet another kindly human. The shock of it left him stunned.

“He asked us to find them, and helped us search. We went out into the city putting up flyers…” Yellow kicked the ground. “But we got nothing. We tried for months before we just gave up. It's been almost two years since we last heard of them.” Yellow whistled. “Hard to believe it’s been that long, huh?”

“Yeah,” Purple’s heart hammered. He nodded, feeling uneasy at the mention of the passage of time. “Can hardly believe it.”

The year wrapped up, and soon Purple’s birthday reared its ugly head again. They already celebrated the gang’s mutually shared birthday, so of course the others wanted to celebrate Purple’s in kind. Purple should have known better than to have told them his birthday was coming. He should have expected it when they invited him to their desktop that day without warning and surprised them with a large cake.

“Happy birthday!”

Purple eyed the cake, staring at the numbered candles that read “18” on it.

That can’t be real, can it?

“Eighteen, eh?” Green walked up and playfully nudged Purple’s shoulder, oblivious to how still Purple was. “What’s it feel like to be a certified old person?”

It was meant to be a joke, so Green couldn’t know how much it hurt Purple to hear.

Old. Somehow time slipped past him, and Purple was now officially an adult. And yet he didn’t feel like he was. It didn’t register that he was older now, aging. He would have been a senior by now, a couple months from graduating. He could picture it clearly: wearing the cap, the gown, his mother staring at him with pride…

But no. He was here, a high school dropout, spending his life in a game made for children instead of going to college or finding a job. His mother was gone, and she would never get the chance to see her son become an adult.

She died young, he realized, as he watched the cake with its light pink frosting drip. But she died old.

Would the same fate happen to him?

“Purple? Purple, what's the matter?”

Purple couldn’t hear Blue’s concerned voice over the sudden, gross sobbing that seized him. Purple hid his shame in his hands, trying to push the tears back, but the sobbing wouldn’t stop.

“Hey, was it the joke?”Green asked, shocked, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

He trailed off, unsure as to what had set him off. None of them saw Purple reduce to such tears in the year knowing him. Purple wouldn’t have allowed it before.

“Please, no,” Purple tried to speak through the blubbering, “I’m not ready – I don’t want this. Please.”

Arms wrapped around him, and Purple felt himself being ushered off the desktop and sat down somewhere else. Purple gulped air down, wiping away the streaks as he heard the others trying to calm him down. He noticed that they brought him to their webpage, sitting around the card table. Yellow and Green were beside him while Red and Blue looked across anxiously.

When the sniffling died down did Yellow ask, “What was that all about?”

“Really, Yellow?” Blue frowned at Yellow.

“What? I have no idea what happened!” Yellow said. “I’m sorry Purple, but that was… kinda scary. Did we do something?”

“Is it something about your birthday?” Red asked.

Purple shut his eyes and willed himself to breathe slowly and evenly. Thankfully, they stopped asking their questions as he tried to calm down.

I never did explain to them about my mother, Purple thought. Despite knowing each other for a year at this point, he found that there was never a good time to explain all of his mess. Of his loss, or why certain days he wanted no contact from them. It was daunting, frightening to even tell them of it.

But when he opened his eyes again he saw the faces of his concerned friends who only wanted to celebrate with him.

They told me their issues, he supposed.

“There’s something I didn’t tell you all…” Purple confessed quietly. “What happened before we met…”

“This is where you buried her?”

Purple could only shrug at Green’s question. “There was no body to bury.”

It was a week after his birthday. A week after he shared about his mother’s death, his father’s abandonment, and his reasons for hating his birthday. When Purple admitted that he had not visited her grave since her death, it was Blue’s recommendation for him to go. She emphasized that he didn’t have to or could go alone if he wanted, but he insisted they visit.

Purple forgot that seasons passed for the city, and it was winter. Here they all were, standing in the chill with little in the way of protection. The tombstones were covered in thick piles of snow. The Minecraft daisy they placed before her grave blended in with the ground.

“It’s strange,” Purple said after a moment of silence, “some days I don’t feel much of anything, I hardly think of her. Other days it hits me like a train, and it hurts so much.”

Yellow let out a small hum in acknowledgement, but otherwise was silent. He, Blue, and Green stared at her grave in silence, while Red was looking around the cemetery, eyes darting from grave to grave.

“You alright, Red?” Purple asked.

“Huh? No, I’m fine,” she said in a rush, made awkward by Purple’s question. “It’s just…” she looked up at the sky, straining to think. “…a lot of graves here.”

“We are in a cemetery, Red,” Green said with bitter sarcasm.

“I know. It’s just… a lot of dead rest here,” Red said, quietly, “it’s been weighing on my mind, I guess.”

Guess she’s just uncomfortable and bored, Purple thought. He empathized with that feeling. He was dreading coming back to the cemetery the whole travel time, fearing that he’d repeat his gross sobbing again. But he didn’t; no tears were shed.

Despite how morose he felt standing before her grave, he felt also at ease with his friends by his side.

“So,” Purple announced, clapping his hands and startling them. “I don’t think you guys really got to see the sights around here. How about you follow me?”

Purple didn’t have any cash on hand, so he couldn’t treat them to lunch. But there was a park nearby with a track and field. He figured they would like physical activity even if it was cold.

“It's so lovely out here!” Blue said, taking in the pristine landscape.

“Look! A squirrel!” Red pointed up at the trees.

“I don’t see anything,” Yellow said, trying to peer up through the bare branches. “Are you sure a squirrel would be up during winter, Red?”

Purple and Green stood off to the side, Green chuckling. “I’m not surprised that Red and Blue adore the place.”

“I used to come here a lot when I was a little kid,” Purple said.

“As little as them?” Green asked, pointing out to the field. Children were running around, screaming, throwing snowballs, and making snowpeople. “Wow, they are very small…”

Right, you never really had a childhood like I did, Purple reminded himself. It made him realize that his mother and father were the same as Green; they also never had a childhood the way Purple and his high school peers did.

“You know, you should be grateful you skipped that stage,” Purple said, “I have so many embarrassing memories, let me tell you.”

He waited for Green to say something in response, but when none came, he turned to look. Green had come to a standstill, looking at a nearby park bench with eyes stretched wide in surprise. Purple turned back to try and look for what was happening but didn’t find anything out of the ordinary. There were kids running about, parents eating at a park bench, an orange teen playing swords with their younger brother…

Wait, Purple paused upon seeing the teen. The distinctive hollow head was something Purple only saw once, but couldn’t forget. They were talking with his old high school friends about him...

“Be grateful you never met him. He’d be horrible to you too.”

And Green was staring at them with the biggest grin on his face.

“Guys! Come quickly!” Green called Red, Blue, and Yellow over, waving, “It’s Orange!”

“Orange?” Blue exclaimed as they ran over. She rubbed her eyes like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing, “It is! They were here this whole time?”

“What are we waiting for?” Red said, taking off after them. “Come on!”

Green, Blue, and Yellow quickly raced after Red, leaving Purple in the dust.

“Ah! Wait!” Purple chased after them. A little too late, as the group already went skidding up to Orange. The golden child they were playing with, surprised by five random stick figures coming up to them, rushed to Orange's side, hiding partially behind their back.

And Orange shared the same look Green had earlier, shock turned to a disbelieving joy.

“Green? Red?” they said, “Blue and Yellow too? I thought you were-”

“Yes!” Green laughed. “We’re here! And we’re okay, see?”

“Oh my goodness!” Orange jumped up to hug Green, “I thought you were dead!”

“We got better!” Yellow said, joining in the hug. “I thought we would never see you again!” Red and Blue joined as well, creating a rainbow group hug.

You only knew them for a day and haven’t seen them in years! Purple balked at the sight of his friends hugging a stranger. He stood off to the side, staring and then looking at the child who looked just as bewildered and confused as he felt.

This kid feels familiar too, but I can’t place where I saw him?

The child regarded Purple with similar recognition, his eyes squinting in judgment. Recovered from the shock, they charged into Orange’s friends, trying to shove and push them off of the hollow head.

“Get away from Second!” He shouted, smacking Red with his shoulder.

“Hmm?” Given that the child was half Red’s size and bulk, she broke from the group and looked down with curiosity. “Who’s this?”

The others broke the hug and turned their attention to Gold. Upon seeing muscular teens and his pitiful efforts to push them off, the kid shrank back a couple steps.

“Come on, Gold, don’t be rude!” Orange said, rubbing the kid’s shoulder, “Guys, this is my little brother, Gold.”

“Aww, a little brother?” Blue cooed.

“Hey! Same color as me!” Yellow said, holding his hand out for a high five.

Gold eyed their hand nervously. “I’m darker,” Gold corrected, crossing his arms.

“Only a bit,” Yellow said, holding his thumb and index finger an inch apart.

“How did you get a little brother? What have you been up to this whole time?” Green asked. “We tried looking for you…”

“You have?” Orange said, placing a hand on their cheek, “this whole time? I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.”

Green exchanged a concerned look with Yellow and Blue as though that was a strange statement. Only Red didn’t seem bothered.

“Oh, come off it,” Red waved her hand, “you couldn’t help it! We should just be glad to meet again despite it all!”

Orange beamed at Red. “Yeah! You have to tell me what you’ve been up to?” They said, their eyes turning to Purple, “Like, who’s this?”

The suddenness of being acknowledged caused Purple to flinch slightly. Their curious stare made Purple feel like he shouldn’t be there at all.

“This is our friend, Purple,” Green said, “We met him through Minecraft!”

There, it was - only for a second, but Purple could see the moment Orange registered the name. The smile dimmed, eyebrows lowered before returning to normal.

Were they wondering if I’m that Purple their other friends talked about? He thought, feeling his palms sweat. The horrible high school dropout?

If they did, they didn’t comment. Instead they turned back to Green to continue the conversation. “Minecraft?”

“It’s a video game!” Green said, “Ah, man, we got so much to tell you.”

“Same here!” Orange said, “It’s time for lunch anyways, and I have money saved up.” They looked down at Gold. “How about you, feeling up for some hot chocolate and pastries?”

Gold looked up at Orange like it was a bad idea before nodding anyways.

“Awesome! I’m starved!” Red said, pumping her arms up.

And I feel sick, Purple thought.

That fateful meeting changed everything. Now that the gang was reunited with their old friend, they were desperate to reconnect. Purple and Gold felt like accessories, watching as the five conversed with each other.

Only, Gold joined in to ask his curious questions more often, slowly warming up to the new stick figures. After the conversation was over and it was time for them to head home, Gold had taken a strong liking to them.

Purple couldn’t say the same. Orange spoke of school and their after-school curriculars. They were positively thriving: a Straight-A student, getting an A+ in an honors math class no less, becoming their soccer team’s team captain… Oh, and on top of being brilliant in sports and academics, they were a prolific artist. They even pulled out a stunning piece of art from their pocket to show them.

Oh, how Purple hated them.

He thought he couldn’t hate anyone more than he hated his father, but no, that didn’t hold a candle to the burning disgust he had for this stupid and apparently perfect stick figure! Didn't help that the others loved them to bits. Even after heading back to the desktop, with promises to meet up again, they talked about Orange the whole way back. Purple tried to tune them out, but it was impossible, because he couldn’t stop thinking of them either.

No one can be that great, Purple thought, stomach churning.

“Hey, Purple?” Blue said, “You’ve been quiet for a long time. Are you feeling alright?”

Purple turned his head, his face turning to stone less he expressed how he really felt. Blue was quicker to detect something was wrong, but her concern made Purple rankle.

Oh, I’m sorry, am I bringing down the mood after meeting your better friend? He thought.

“I think the hot chocolate didn’t sit well with me,” Purple said instead.

“Need some milk then?” Red asked.

Purple shook his head. “I think I’ll retire for tonight.”

Yellow frowned and looked down at the desktop clock. “It’s only 6-”

“Good night! See you tomorrow!” Purple shouted before booking it out of there. He raced towards his room and closed his door with a slam loud enough to spook nearby villagers. But he couldn’t rest, even when night did fall. Nothing he did could settle the newfound distress in his chest.

It only got worse as the months rolled on and winter melted away into spring. The gang started making plans to visit Orange more often. They wanted to hang at the arcade, the parks, the mall, Orange’s soccer matches and art competitions. They wanted to play with their little brother, Gold. Purple was invited to tag along, but it felt like a formality, as Purple hardly felt included in their conversations when he joined.

Some days, they played Minecraft like normal, adventuring like usual. But there was always that shadow of Orange. So many mentions of “Orange would love this game!” or “Can’t wait to tell Orange!”

Purple struggled to find anything really wrong with Orange personality wise. And believe him, he scoured for any dirt. They were polite, if cautious. They were an attentive listener to the gang’s wild stories. They cared for Gold and their mysterious father figure, Mango Tango. It seemed like the small family were openly proud of Orange’s accomplishments, given the times Gold bragged about Orange.

The gang were unabashedly proud of Orange too, so happy when they met up.

He couldn’t help but wonder, had Orange not run away, would they even be friends with Purple? Was he just a pathetic replacement to tide them over until they found Orange again?

I hate this. Purple thought with resentment. Why am I not good enough for anyone?

At some point, Purple had enough and tried avoiding Orange whenever he could. He declined outings, blaming Alana or some villager for his “full” schedule. Eventually the others could tell he was full of baloney, but they did not try to challenge him on it.

Time played in reverse. At first, they tried to be consistent with their meetups, then they started missing those. Eventually they hung out occasionally every two weeks, then once every month. And the times they did meet up felt stilted, awkward. The games they played weren’t as fun as they were before.

It all came to a head on Gold’s birthday.

The gang wanted to get a present for Gold and invited Purple, out of formality. Much to their surprise, Purple took the invitation instead of declining. Purple wasn’t exactly sure why; he hated Orange and found Gold annoying. But he missed the gang.

How did it get to this point? Why can’t we go back to before you found Orange again? He wanted to ask, but he kept those words deep in his heart.

Orange met up with them at the mall, greeting them with hugs.

“Oh, Purple, you’re here too!” they said, standing awkwardly before Purple.

“Yep,” he grumbled, giving them a half-hearted wave.

Just like that, a stilted awkwardness hung over the group. They walked around, looking for a good store and discussing what gifts Gold would like. Usually, Orange lead at the front in these endeavors, but this time they hung in the back, walking beside Purple.

“Sooo, it’s been awhile since I last saw you,” Orange said after some point of silence, “How’ve you been?”

Stop pretending like you care, Purple scowled, only bothering to shrug in response. I’m not your friend.

“You know, I’ve been meaning to ask,” Orange continued, not discouraged by Purple’s coldness, “Do you know someone named Chestnut? Or Periwinkle?”

Purple squinted at Orange. “I might, I might not,” he said, “Why do you ask?”

“Because they might have mentioned you,” Orange said, “that you used to go to our school, but you stopped coming two years ago…”

“Oh, really? Did they tell you because they were worried about me?” Purple asked, “or did they just want to spread some juicy gossip about me?”

To that, Orange looked elsewhere.

“You could clear it up,” Orange said, “they didn’t say many kind things about you, but my friends–” they looked to Red and Yellow arguing with Green and Blue about some tangential thing, “– really like you. And they’re worried about you too. They’ve mentioned you’ve been kind of distant lately.”

“Oh! Oh, really? Because that’s news to me,” Purple snapped. It stung. If they were concerned, why did they not tell Purple? Why tell Orange instead?

No, Purple doubted they said anything. Orange had to be asking for an alternative reason.

“So you’re trying to see if it’s my fault?” Purple growled, pointing a finger at them.

Orange waved their hands in a panic. “No! No! I’m not-”

“Then why bring it up?” Purple continued. “Right after mentioning my former friends? Oh no, your friends wouldn’t do anything wrong or have the wrong idea. It has to be Purple’s fault! He’s up to his old manipulative ways again! Well, I’m not the one who goes to Alan’s to see if they want to hang out, and finds they’ve bailed on me to go see you! If anything, it’s your fault!”

Orange’s eyes stretched and narrowed. “My fault? It’s not at all my fault they wanted to hang out with me,” Orange challenged. “Besides, they say that you decide to pass when meeting here. They’re allowed to have other friends, Purple!”

“If they didn’t run into you, everything would be as usual,” Purple yelled, “We would be hanging out and going on adventures! Instead, we’re going shopping for your dumb brother.”

“Don’t you dare call Gold dumb.” Orange yelled back, and it was the first time Purple saw a murderous anger burn in their eyes. They jabbed a finger in his chest and it hurt. “You apologize right now- ”

“Or what? You’ll hit me?” Purple pushed their hands back, “That would make you look real bad, huh? You’d look like a temperamental jerk if you did. What have you been telling them about me? Have you been calling me an umbrella thief? Or an absolute flake? Have you been trying to turn them against me?”

“Shut up!” Orange was shaking with rage. They raised their fists. “What is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong with you?” Purple repeated.

“Stop it!” Green came in between them before either could say or make another move. “Stop it, both of you!”

Red and Yellow had rushed to Orange’s side to pull them back while Blue grasped at Purple’s shoulders. Both stick figures pushed the offending hands off of them.

Green was looking between them in bewilderment. “What is going on?”

“Nothing,” Orange said, crossing their arms, “Purple’s being a real jackass.”

“Ha! I could say the same about you!” Purple laughed, “You were about to hit me!”

“Purple,” Green warned, “this isn't like you. Why are you starting fights?”

“Why are you accusing me?” Purple yelled, “You’re taking their side!”

“We’re not,” Blue said, moving beside Green, “but Purple, you’ve been acting really different for a long time.”

“Becoming very bitter,” Yellow added. “You hardly want to hang with us.”

“I hardly want to hang out with you? Me?” Purple snapped. “Maybe I don’t want all my hangouts to be with a loser like them!” He pointed at Orange, and Red had to pull Orange back again. “You guys hang off them as if they can walk on water!”

They all had the gall to be stunned by Purple’s statement. Were they that oblivious to how Purple felt the entire time?

“Purple, we thought we’d never see them again,” Green said, “They thought we were dead for years! What’s wrong with wanting to spend time with them after all the time we lost?”

“I never said you couldn’t,” Purple growled, “but it’s funny how you knew me for longer, and you chose to hang out with them! Every time! Right after I showed you–” He stopped, recalling Orange was there and observing.

Like he’d ever share his past to them.

“Why didn’t you say anything to us?” Red asked.

“I thought it was obvious!”

“We’re not mind readers!” Green snapped, pointing a finger at Purple, “You always do that! You sulk and get mad at us without ever telling us jack! I thought we were over this?”

“Why didn’t you ask?” Purple asked. “You noticed I was being different, and you never thought to ask?”

“You… make it hard to ask…” Blue said, rubbing her arm.

“Right, of course, it's all my fault again!” Purple growled, turning away. As he did, he saw the crowd of shoppers around them, having paused to watch the argument unfold. Given their judging stares, no doubt they saw Purple as the one in the wrong again.

“Purple! We’re not accusing you! We just asked you to tell us,” Green said. He placed his hand on Purple’s arm. “We’re friends. You should feel comfortable telling us how you really feel!”

“Are we really?” Purple asked, yanking his arm back. He glared at all of them, hating how they stood beside Orange. “Are we really friends if you keep blowing me off for someone else?”

Green looked helplessly at him. “Purple…”

But he added nothing more, and Purple turned away.

“Guess that answers it,” Purple said, “I guess this is it, then. I’m leaving. Don’t you dare follow me!”

“Purple!”

Purple ran and didn’t dare look back. Despite what he said, part of him hoped that one of them would run after him, to stop him.

They didn’t.

#occatorart #alan becker #animator vs animation #animation vs minecraft #second family au #ava purple #ava second coming #ava green #ava yellow #ava red #ava blue #ava gold

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pluto-00 · 2 years ago

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Miles!42 hc’s

w/black!fem!reader

a/n: they way I see ppl write him is so stereotypical..this is still miles we’re talking about! Js bc he got braids n a cooler atmosphere, bro is NOT running w a gang. Plus if my spanish is used wrong, pls tell me!! I wanna make sure this is perfect.

also…these hcs are so silly and cute <33 had alot of fun writing this tbh.

Miles!42 who acts so hard in-front of others and his friends but really he’s just as dorky and awkward. (Likes playing minecraft but keeps it on the down-low, cuz he gets embarrassed.)

Huge video game enthusiast, from mortal kombat to terraria you already know he’s on that. Ganke and him play terraria all the time.

Miles!42 who mentions you all the time which kinda pisses Ganke off.

Does certain things to impress his uncle, trying to seem cool and more like a man. But you of all people, know he’s just fronting.

Miles!42 who thinks he seems sooo nonchalant, but really he cares about you so much.

Gotta huge soft spot for you and his mama.

When he comes over to your place to hang out, he always has some type of tubbaware filled with Rio’s cooking. She refuses to send that boy over without some sort of pleasantries. Which causes your mom to ask when is miles coming over, just to have some of ríos cooking.

“When’s that lil boyfriend of yours coming over? His momma cook food real good.”

“First of all, it’s for me. Ms.Morales loves me.”

Miles!42 who is a huge sneakerhead and will talk shit if he sees you with dirty air forces.

“Yo, you kinda nasty for that.”

“Whatchu talking about?”

“Why are your forces so dirty? Didn’t I tell you I got some sneaker cleaner at my place.”

“Mmcht, man get out my face, these are old ass hell.”

Gets a side job just to buy some sneakers or those over-priced spray ground book-bags.

Always leaving his friends to hang with you.

“I’m taking my girl out today, so I can’t.”

“I cant hang, me and my girl chilling tommorrow.”

Miles!42 who runs over to your place when yall had an argument, with your favorite soda and bag of chips he got from the corner store. Apologizes a-lot, especially if he knew was in the wrong.

“M’sorry, alright? I was doing too much.”

“No shit..” You’d say before pulling him into a hug.

Acts out for his little friends, calling you “ma” in-front of them, knowing damn well his real mama at home don’t play like that.

This boy will turn into somebody’s mother in public!! Talking shi under his breath in spanish, especially when he see’s ppl acting a fool in public.

“¿Estas personas no tienen entrenamiento en el hogar?”

Very assuring when it comes to you, especially when you over think something.

“You’re doing fine, mi querída. Don’t let those bad thoughts get to you..”

Anytime he see’s you in a cute outfit, hes so quick to say

“You look beautiful, te adoro.”

When Miles had you over at his place for the first time, he introduced you to his mother right away. And then later to Uncle Aaron.

You were nervous of making a bad first impression, but she found you very respectful and a good fit for Miles. Which led to her and you becoming really close, every-time you go over to Miles place you always ask where Rio is.

“Ms. Morales! You’re future daughter-in-law is here!” Which causes miles to get embrassed and for Rio to laugh.

“Ms. Morales, miles is being mean to me,” She goes along with it, jokingly telling miles to stop bothering you.

“Ms. Morales, you gotta teach me how to make this..” Who excitedly writes down the recipe and shows you step by step on how to make it.

Uncle Aaron likes you being with miles because you bring him out of his shell. He believes Jeff wouldve enjoyed your company too.

Miles!42 who’s tender-headed. Thats it.

Don’t let nobody but himself braid his hair. Which was a shock to Uncle Aaron, when he found out Miles let you wash and braid his hair.

But you swear up and down he act’s like a baby when you braid his hair, you literally have to resort to your black momma instincts when his head moves the slightest or his hand reaches up to the area you were braiding.

“Move ya hand!”

“You tugging on my scalp, fym?”

“Not my fault you tender-headed.”

“Mmcht-“

“Don’t suck ya teeth at me-“

Misses his dad dearly, calls you up to talk to you, anything to keep his mind off of it for a while. Only to eventually open up further, while you comfort him.

Miles is a big momma’s boy. Considering Rio is the only parent he has left, he would do anything for her. She’s stressed? He’s telling her to relax for the day. It’s mothers day? He’s going all out, with a boquete of her favorite flowers and a gift that she’s been talking about for the longest but never has had the time or money to buy.

Watches anime religiously, gets into those heated anime debates like who would win Goku or One punch man? Which is one is mopping the floor Sukuna or Gojo?

#black!reader #miles 42 #wiles morales #miles 42 x reader #miles 42 x black reader #x black reader #black writers #pluto 00 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷#miles 42 hc #headcanons #miles hc #black romance #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse

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the-blossica-fan · 8 months ago

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Actors AU Vertin and Arcana getting along is really funny to me 😭

Arcana: ...*breaking character* Vertin, your lines?

Vertin: Arcana your ass is almost hanging outside of your dress how am I meant to be focusing???

Mesmer Jr. is actually quite chill outside of the recording, and. No one knows where Voyager came from. Literally no one.

VERTIN WHERE YOU'RE LOOKING AT?

understandable though, I agree.

It is quite funny when you think about it, but especially when you consider how they'd act. Vertin would probably be like Jenna Ortega to the actress that did the principal (I keep forgetting)

Vertin: I feel like I made most of the mistakes in this chapter. Though, in my defense, you cannot put Arcana in a dress that shows her thighs so much and expect me to concentrate.

Vertin is one of the gayest people in set, though everyone is gay she's just one of the gayest. I would add Windsong, Matilda and Isolde to the list. Another story.

Vertin: This, this beautiful woman over here, this is my wife.

Arcana: She's joking, don't worry.

They're close friends, it's Constantine, Arcana and Vertin joking together off set. In comparison to their relationship in set, it's such a whiplash to see them all playing a game of UNO or beating Constantine on chess constantly because she's actually not good off-set.

As for Mesmer Jr, she's so calm when she's not acting, really chill and supporting, though she's still slightly antisocial. She's always alone with her phone playing some games.

Mesmer Jr: Most people would assume I'm just like the character, I'm not sure about it though.

Cuts to Mesmer Jr eating Doritos sitting like she's at her own home while playing Minecraft.

People like Mesmer, she's that one kid that sits in the background but is pretty supportive.

As for Voyager, no one knows exactly where she came from or how they found her. She's exactly like her character... Maybe because she doesn't have any lines, she makes them herself.

"So, how did you find Voyager?"

"she appeared here one day and refused to leave"

"...What?"

Keeps entertaining people with the violin and during interviews she stands there like 🧍🎻

Video of Voyager in an interview with the crew of the suitcase (most are actually backstage workers that ended up being cast for some scenes) and she's just in the background staring with a happy smile.

ONION: So, Voyager, tell us. Why did you decide to join the Reverse: 1999 cast?

Voyager: ^v^

ONION: ...Very insightful. Can you tell us what's your favorite scene?

Voyager: ^v^

ONION: ... Alright.

#reverse 1999 #defining sanity #R1999 Actors AU #ONION was actually there to play one of the main characters but when they learned she had a past as an interviewer they chose her to be #the official R1999 interviewer #Mesmer is always in the background of every video just playing games in her phone #or eating a bag of chips #As for Voyager #no one knows what's her deal but she's nice so she's family #and By God Vertin makes a lot of jokes #she's a flirt in and out of the set #but yeah idk who would be her partner in this AU #Arcana and Constantine are like aunts to her

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ilexdiapason · 2 years ago

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(part one here) (part two here)

Oli leaves Martyn with his laptop in the living room while he brews the pair of them a cup of tea each in the kitchen. When asked whether he’d like milk and/or sugar, Martyn hesitated for way too long before saying he’d just like to have the same thing Oli was having. So, two teas with milk and three sugars it is. Let it never be said Oli breaks British stereotypes.

When Oli brings the tray back through with the teas, Martyn is still glued to the laptop, looking fairly shellshocked. “What’s that look for? You found anything?”

“No, just… thought I’d go find some of the YouTubers I was subscribed to, see what I missed. Didn’t realise Minecraft had come back in such a big way.”

Oli chuckles and takes a seat. “Yeah - I mean, it was a lot of us playing on Rats, did you never wonder?”

He looks up at Oli, raised eyebrows under that headband of his. “That was Minecraft?”

And…

Yeah, no, Oli’s not even gonna try and broach the implications of that question.

“Tea,” he says instead, gesturing to the tray on the coffee table between them.

Martyn sets the laptop down to the side and picks up a mug (Don’t Talk To Me Until I’ve Eaten This Mug, a personal favourite of Oli’s). He cups it gently, as though he’s not used to the heat - and maybe he isn’t. “Never used to drink tea,” he comments, “though mainly that’s cause my mum wouldn’t let me put the sugars in when I was twelve, and I pretty much swore it off out of spite after that.”

“Well, it’s not for everyone.”

He sips at it anyway - flinches away from the surface, from the burn, most likely. “Nothing wrong with it,” he reassures once it’s safely back on the tray, “just needs a few minutes to chill.”

“If you wanted ice tea, you could’ve just said so,” Oli quips.

“No, it’s - it’s good! I like the…” His hands flail aimlessly, gesturing at a meaning Oli finds himself entirely incapable of grasping. “I promise.”

“Alright.”

They sit in quiet for a few minutes after that, Oli drinking from his own cup and watching the laptop for any correspondence from his coworkers. He’s got some code that needs correcting, which a supervisor sent over, but he doesn’t think his brain is gonna be switching gears from this situation back to C# any time soon.

Eventually, Martyn picks the cup back up and tries again. This time he seems to be able to get a good mouthful of tea down, and another few teaspoons’ worth down his face and on his shirt. “Oh - are you alr- do you need some kitchen roll?”

“Uh,” says Martyn, eloquently. “Probably.”

So it is kitchen roll that he fetches, and it is kitchen roll that Martyn uses to attempt to dab his new tea stains out of his shirt. It’s also at this point that Oli notices something unusual. “Is your arm okay?”

“Hmm?”

“That looks like scarring, right? I mean, I assume it was a while ago, but -”

“Yeah, no, yeah, that’s old. Told you, didn’t I? Cats are vicious.”

He’s grinning, but Oli doesn’t exactly want to take a joke from the old Minecraft server as the only explanation. “Seriously. It’s not more stuff to do with this missing person situation, is it?”

The grin drops. Now, Martyn looks more resigned than anything. “Yeah. Wasn’t, like, torture or anything. I just got a bit banged up. You know how it gets.”

“Erm - well, I don’t, actually.” He’s never got a bit banged up in a way that left him with lasting scarring all down his limbs. “So now would be a great time to get some more explanation, if you have one.”

“I don’t,” says Martyn, quick as anything.

“So, what, I just send you home, and things go back to normal, except you’re in the Discord now?”

He studies Oli. There’s something really cold in there, a light that went out a long time ago. It’s clear that going back to normal isn’t really on the cards for Martyn, that even if this missing situation is all neatly resolved, it’s left him a different person from the one that his family know.

(But again - how do the video games square with all of this?)

When Martyn speaks, eventually, it’s not to answer the question. “Oh, fuck, Doc.”

“... Doc?”

“He’s - it’s this guy I knew, back home, he’s - god damn it, he still lives there, if I - fuck, fuck, I can’t go home, I can’t.”

This sudden switch from broken bleakness to a high-emotion panic is one that Oli neither anticipates nor knows how to respond to. “Hey - slow down, Marty, give it a minute,” he says, hoping that by delaying Martyn he can give himself more time to think about how to help with whatever the problem is.

“Fuck,” and is Martyn starting to cry? “I can’t go back, not if he’s gonna hear about it, and he will, I’m gonna be on the fucking news for how long I was in there, fucking -”

“Martyn,” Oli says, loud and authoritative enough to cut off his catastrophising. (Well, the concern might be entirely validated; Oli doesn’t know who this Doc guy is, after all. Still, he didn’t get that Psychology degree for nothing, and he’ll use the buzzwords if he wants to use the damn buzzwords.) “It’s okay. You’re not home, not right now. Nobody knows where you are, not this guy, not even your mum yet. Which would probably be a terrifying thing to say in any other case, but I’m guessing it’s not as bad for you.”

Martyn nods mutely, tears on his cheeks.

“So - alright, and you don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want, that’s fine, but I’m just asking - who is that? To you?”

“He’s, uh.” Martyn’s voice cracks, wet and directionless. “He’s just a guy I know. Used to fix my consoles up for me, upgrade ‘em. Sold me some pretty sweet parts for the PC, too, even had a GPU on hand when the shortage was happening. God, NFTs aren’t still big, are they?”

“No, thank god, that bubble burst a long time ago,” Oli can’t help but smile. “Sounds like he was alright. What was the catch?”

“Um. He… kinda hired me? For something? That was pretty dangerous, but he didn’t have anybody else for the job? And then I realised he was - basically breaking a lot of labour laws, quite recently, did not realise how big of a dickhead he really was until… I don’t know how long it’s been. Anywhere from last night to a few days ago. But if I go home… well, he’s gonna be there, and he’s gonna want that job done, and he’s not gonna care that I’ve quit.”

Oli takes another sip of his tea while he processes all that.

Martyn sits up straight, very suddenly, and announces, “I was not being sex trafficked.”

One choked-on swallow later, which thankfully goes back into the mug for the most part, and Oli is laughing from the shock. “No, no, I didn’t - ack - didn’t even cross my mind, Marty, don’t worry. But that’s… good to know.”

“Yeah,” says Martyn.

“Yeah.”

He picks his own mug back up and, slowly but surely, drains the rest of it. There’s a constant wince in his expression that suggests he doesn’t really like tea, but Oli’s not about to stop him from drinking it if he’s decided to drink it. When he’s done, he clears his throat. “But, uh, yeah. If I go back home, Doc’s gonna catch wind, and he’ll probably find a way to get me right back into the mess I just got out of. And I don’t want that, obviously, so… I’m gonna have to… do something else.”

“I mean,” says Oli, making another probably-stupid decision, “my sofa’s free if you need to crash?”

“No, I should - I’ve gotta make good on my word to Mum, don’t I? Gotta show my face. Just… carefully, and quietly, and not answering to any strange men with retro games playing on their third monitor when they’re not using it.”

“Alright,” he repeats, but it feels more like willingly sending this clearly young adult straight back into the terrible situation from which he’s just escaped than it does bringing him home.

And, seriously, where do the video games fit in?

(part four here)

#ilexworks #itlwlore #reverse isekai au #martyn itlw #oli theorionsound #pirates smp #scurvyblr #vtuber martyn

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obscureother · 4 months ago

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bobongus with f/o. .

you are playing among us with your f/o!!

some of the imposter prompts might get dark or spooky, but i dont think theyre too bad. the imposter things are under the cut tho for those of us with f/os who are villains or just like to play evil :))

general bobongus things:

what are you and your f/o(s) outfits :0 ?? do you match each other sometimes? preferred colors, hats. . do you change lobbies until one or both of you can get the color(s) you want lol

do either of you host? what are the rules you or f/o prefer to go by?

does one have to convince the other to play bobongus/one only plays it for the other, or do you both like it?

who is going on the quests for as many cosmetics as possible, or trying hard to get certain ones?

did one of you get the other into bobongus? how did you/they react when they first played it?

do either of you get enraged when you die? or are yall chill and just go "dang lol im dead." how serious do you two play bobongus??

who does the silly spinning-in-a-circle jig? does the other join?

what do you or your f/o's admin cards look like :0 ?? imposter may or may not have one, but if they do, what does that one look like?

crewmate(s):

do you guys buddy up to keep each other safe, or do you go your own and just hope the other doesnt die lol

what tasks are you and your f/o good at? worse at? does one help the other figure out how to do them if theyre not familiar with the game or the map?

most and least favorite tasks? maps? roles?

does one conspire and cover for the other imposter?

if you are on call or sitting close to each other, do you tell the other who the imposter was or share meta secrets? CHEATERS. /j

how sad do you and f/o get when the other dies :(( ?? assuming theyre not imposter. .

what do you headcanon you or your f/o's noise would be with the noisemaker role? squeaky toy? rubber ducky? clown horn? MY LEG?? wilhelm scream? goofy scream? roblox oof? minecraft steve OuHh? awoogah?

playing asteroids like a video game, who is better at shooting? do you both suck? does one cheer the other on, or try to backseat shoot?

helping each other do tasks, keeping the other from getting tangled in wires or fumbling with buttons, helping pour the fuel, digging through the trash for those cool diamonds and stuff before blowing it out, doing sample tests together. .

or maybe being mad at the WORST TASK EVER TOGETHER because OMG THIS ONE SUCKS and the other goes "i kNOw this is so STUPID."

holding each other's hands in medbay during scan uvu or running around doing tasks :0

sitting on each other's lap or next to each other while watching cams.

panicking together when one or both of you know who the imposter is, one distracting the imposter while the other RUN FORREST RUNS TO THE EMERGENCY BUTTON. GO GO GO OMG-

someone got sucked into the trash chute and their kicking their tiny feet and the other has to pull them out until you both fall on the floor and realize how close one was to getting their head SUCKED INTO SPACE.

getting trapped together during sabotage, hiding in the corner. do you hold each other in fear, or do you just vibe together like "welp. ok then. guess we're stuck here." romantic f/os, do you make out sloppy in the dark with your flashlights? bonk your helmets together.

defending each other's innocence at the meetings because (F/O OR YOUR COLOR) SAFE, SWEAR ON MY LIFE. 😤 *slams fist on table.*

one or both of you making eye contact with the sus/imposter and looking at the other knowingly as you both sweat bullets through your helmets.

having a secret signal to know that its the other and not a shapeshifter. what is it :0 ?? is it the silly jig. . ?

imposter(s):

if f/o is imposter, do they spare you? do they kill you for their own gain? would they say sorry for it, or cackle at your SHOCK and DESPAIR??

if you are imposter, do you spare f/o? or do you kill them? do you cackle, or apologize profusely for doing what you had to to win those BEANS?? 😔

if you are both imposter, do you team up together like the VILLAIN DUO you are, or do you go your own route :0 ?? are you competitive who gets the most kills?

if one of you is imposter and the other is not, do you/they kill the other imposter to keep the other from dying? do you/they occasionally wander off to still try to win the game otherwise, or focus only on protecting the other regardless of who wins?

how does f/o play imposter compared to you? are they good at it, or do they suck lol. do they kill easy to quit, or at least give it a try? if theyre good, what are their methods 👀 ??

do you or f/o tell the other to hide when they're/you're crewmate so they/you aren't subject to witness murders and be called sus or that they/you don't have to die because they/you know too much?

do you know when the other is imposter?

what would you or f/o's imposter weapon/form be?

think of f/o. . protecting you as imposter. glaring at the other imposters or any crewmates that call you sus, innocent or not. or you protecting f/o!! you're their big scary space monster/killer, they kind of like that. . or one of you is frightened of the other for being imposter and they have to convince them they won't get murked, be that because they like the crewmate, didn't ask for their position, or only so long as crewmate keeps their mouth SHUT. >:))

evil imposter f/o teasing you that they could kill you RIGHT. NOW. but they wont, cos they love/like you :)) or flustering/teasing f/o that YOU could kill them! hehe >:))

imposter f/o letting you play with their weapons or squish their monster form face. or f/o playing with your weapons and monster form :0 they are so entranced. .

maybe imposter is intinctual and watching the other. they want to KILL them, they want to EAT them, they want to- RGRHRGRRHR but they cANT, they dont WANT TO, not THEM. NOERR--

or imposter is only gentle for one crewmate <3

imposter comforting crewmate after witnessing MURDER.

or being two evil imposters together and holding hands in blood :))

or being two imposters. . competing. . fierce or passionate rivals or enemies-to-lovers :0

pointing at each other like the spider-man meme when you realize you're both imposter. (or one of you shapeshifted to the other)

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