#zee streams

[ladyzee-oddityhunter]

((CW: Mentions of pokemon abuse))

Zee Streams: “Welcome to the Heartfelt Shelter!”

[The following stream is timestamped 2:36pm 11 January, 2024]

Stream beginning soon...

When the lobby screen swipes away, Zee is standing in what looks like a small front lobby. Behind her is a reception desk with the title “Heartfelt Foundation” mounted on the wall in creamy white letters next to a salmon pink heart.

Beside Zee is a young man standing a few inches shorter than Zee herself. His hair is chocolate brown save for the butter yellow braids in front of his ears. He’s wearing a black turtleneck and a dark red blazer and slacks. His eyes, watching the camera slightly nervously, are strikingly pale blue-grey.

Zee waves eagerly, letting the gold underside of her shoulder cape flutter and flash.

“Hello my lovely skiddo kiddos! You’re here with me, Lady Zee, and today we’re doing something a little out of the ordinary before our regularly scheduled oddity stream!”

She gestures broadly to the desk and facility name behind her, the movement again punctuated by her cape’s sparkle.

“This is Mateo, and today he’s giving us a tour! Of what you ask? You remember our newest sponsor I’m sure, the Heartfelt Foundation! Today we’re touring their shelter in Slateport City where they have all sorts of pokemon in their care and up for adoption! Right, Mateo?”

Mateo gasps softly before seeming to remember to smile.

“Ah! Yeah! I spend a lot of time in here because I love taking care of the pokemon and making sure they go to good homes so…”

He pauses and looks needfully to Zee for some sort of cue. She makes a “go ahead” gesture with her hand, and he seems to catch on with no small amount of relief that he's doing this correctly.

"So follow me," He says, leading Zee through a door to the left of the reception desk. The camera, her rotom phone today, follows dutifully to keep them both in frame.

Mateo walks into what looks like a long, wide hallway lined with rooms enclosed by plexiglass. Zee pauses to point into one, and the camera zips up to her and turns to look into the room.

Inside is what looks like a tiny lake surrounded by soft grass and filled with lilypads. Many small, semi-aquatic pokemon like wooper and politoed are splashing in and out of the water. A lone tympole bobs to the surface and playfully blows a bubble toward the glass.

The next room is fully aquatic, looking more like an indoor swimming pool with a narrow platform running around the edges, just wide enough for a caretaker to stand on while they clean the enclosure or feed the pokemon. A goldeen, several magikarp, and a few feebas are swimming peacefully in there.

"So we have twenty-three enclosures right now," Mateo says as he gestures down the hall, "But we set them up and break them down as our number of residents changes. All of our resident pokemon were either surrendered to us or rescued from unsafe situations, and all of them are adoptable."

"Is it easy to adopt?" Zee asks from where she's crouched beside a very dark enclosure and looking in. What looks like a woobat's nose is pressed against the glass, sniffing occasionally.

"It can be!" Mateo says, a confident smile now creeping across his mouth as they move into comfortable territory for him. "We check out every potential new adopter before sending any pokemon home with them, so anyone with a known history of pokemon abuse is NOT allowed to adopt. We also make sure the home itself is suitable for the pokemon based on type, species, and individual personality. This way we make sure no one goes to a home where they don't fit the environment or lifestyle, stress out their new family, and have to come back and break everyone's hearts. And we teach every adopter a quick course in feeding and care for their new family member, and send them home with a pamphlet of Heartfelt's own independent research on that species if we have one. There are a lot of pokemon, so we don't have a pamphlet for all of them yet, but we're also available during all business hours for any adopters who need some help."

Zee bounces to her feet and claps her hands, and the camera does a happy up and down bob with her. "That is SO wonderful!" She cheers.

"How many pokemon have you helped find homes?"

"Hundreds!" Mateo says proudly with a little puff of his chest. "We take pokemon happiness very seriously here!"

They continue the tour, Zee peeking into most of the enclosures and commenting on how cute the pokemon inside are with the camera following her gaze. Each enclosure contains a miniature environment setup and pokemon relaxing or playing comfortably. Most of them contain multiple smaller species, but a few contain just one or two larger ones with the largest being an elderly slaking.

As they reach the end of the hall, the clear plexiglass windows are replaced by solid doors with much smaller windows inset at roughly eye level. Zee stops beside one, and Mateo hurries back to her side, looking a little nervous.

"Ah, please be careful around this door. This guy doesn't like... Uh. Noise."

The camera lifts up to peer in through the window. This room is much smaller and is dimmed comfortably. Inside is a large, soft looking pokemon bed upon which a houndoom sleeping.

"Oh..." Zee says, her voice fading out sadly, because the houndoom inside does not look happy.

One of its horns is broken off, and a deep, still healing gash is cut across its face from the base of the broken horn to the tip of its snout. The cut passes through an empty eye socket. Laceration scars are scattered along its side, and its tail has been removed just a few inches past its tailbone.

"We call him Spicy Meatball," Mateo says grimly. "He was rescued from a death battling ring. He's really, really jumpy around other pokemon and loud noises because of it, but when he feels safe he's the sweetest guy."

"Oh dear, that's... That's..." Zee trails off, struggling for once to find words.

Mateo finishes for her.

"Terrible, right?"

Zee turns to look at him and nods. Her eyes look a bit watery, and the camera pans over to center on Mateo instead.

"It's really terrible," He continues, "That some people think that's just okay to do to other living things, to do to pokemon. To make them suffer, and make them unable to feel safe just living. Not even some people. A... A lot of people. Meatball's not the first one I've seen come in like this, and I know... I just KNOW he won't be the last."

He looks directly at Zee, away from the camera. "Not unless something is done to actually stop this kind of human behavior. REALLY stop it, not just advise against it. And we can do that, Zee. We can stop it. You just need to help us."

Zee's eyebrows press together and her mouth falls slightly open, confusion settling in her expression. This does not sound like a normal sponsor speech. Her golden brown eyes flick once toward the camera, and suddenly Mateo seems to remember it's there.

"So!" He says, looking slightly off balance but swiftly recovering, "That's why we need help from compassionate people, to help educate people on how to love and care for their pokemon friends, and help the ones in need find homes. Right?"

Zee recovers faster, throwing on a smile and sweeping her right hand out so the gold in her cape shimmers elegantly. "That's right! Running a shelter and sharing information takes a lot of resources though, and food! Lots of yummy pokemon food! To help Heartfelt keep the lights on and tummies full, follow the link my darling mods are posting in the chat and donate a little! If you don't have anything to spare right now, that's fine! Please make sure to share that link with your friends instead! Every set of eyes and every donation helps a TON!"

Mateo swallows, his smile a little stiff as he looks at the camera. "Thank you so much for visiting today, Lady Zee. It was great to have you, and I think the pokemon loved being famous for a bit."

"Thank you SO much for having me! I had SUCH an amazing time! AND I'll have an even BETTER time if I can feed that woobat!"

She bounces on her toes happily and waves to the camera. "Thank you SO much for joining us on this tour! I hope to see you all again tonight for our regularly scheduled oddity stream! And remember skiddos, mommy loves you!"

Thanks for Watching!

[an-onyx-void]

@/zeemachine on Instagram

[fl3zh-fandomposting]

Did some Chanax Inc. But Binj'd Edits

(FIRST, THIRD AND FOURTH ARE FROM "THE FOUNDER", SECOND IS FROM "THE BOSS")

[this-is-a-nice-show]

It does kill me a little bit that the character who claims not to read picked a 100% human name, but the character who owns a bookshop and works in customer service didn't.

[angelribbon]

ive been staring at this draft for 20 minutes

[barbiegirldream]

ranboo fell off?

some people might say so

[beautiful-songbird]

When you open your camera roll and suddenly you’re reminded that you’re in love with a guy

[jr0vj0t3if]

[ifangirlalot]

I’m not sure if requests are still open or not (if they aren’t just ignore this!!) but if they are, I’d love a really sweet top sal fisher kinda thing!

˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring sal fisher

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*~smut!~* [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: softdom!sal x sub!reader, mentions of p in v, oral (fem receiving), praising (pronouns used): AFAB reader

First piece I've posted in a bit, no other subject than my lil mass murderer himself <3

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︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal isn't really a rough sex kinda guy anyways, but he also isn't super into being the bottom, so he's a soft dominant all the way. ⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He's incredibly big on dirty talk, though, even though he doesn't really seem like he would be. (It's always the soft spoken ones, bro!)

"You're being such a good girl for me." "I know it hurts baby, but you're doing so fucking good." "I'm so fucking proud of you for taking all of my cock." "You look so beautiful with your mouth around my dick, baby."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal loves when you're a mindless little sub baby for him. You sitting on the floor in front of him with your cheek against his leg while he absently rubs your hair and praises you- ugh, heaven for him.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 If you had a rough day at school or something, he loves edging you to sleep. Just using his fingers to stroke away at your insides, except he doesn't let you cum until you tell him you feel better.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Or he just lets you sleepily rut yourself against his cock while murmuring to you in a soft voice.

"Shhh, you don't need to think, just fuck yourself to sleep, little bird."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 Sal starts getting hella cocky when you become a mindless, drooling mess from bouncing on his cock for hours on end while he just smirks and gives you compliments about it.

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He loves getting head from you. The sight of you between his legs, struggling to get past a couple inches, tears streaming down your face while you whimper like a good little fuck baby and he gently wipes your tears away with his thumbs and gently talks you through it.

"Ah.. shh, there you go, atta girl.. Just a little further for me? Can you do that baby? Can- ahhh, fuck yeah, there we go, just like that.."

⊹ ִֶָ𓏲࣪𖹭 He also uses his dominance to help you develop a sense of self respect and make healthy habits. You made your bed today? He'll fuck you in it and make it back up for you when you're down. You brushed your teeth? He'll give you the greatest head of your life. You ate breakfast today? He'll rub your clit and tell you how proud he is of you for trying today.

[A Note From Zee]

I apologize for taking so long, I just have not been in the mindset to write recently- Hopefully I can get some more (longer/better) requests settled out this weekend.

[an-onyx-void]

@/zeemachine on Instagram

[princessbrunette]

onlyfans…princess get outta my head i just did sumn w jj x camgirl!reader where he helps out on her streams - 🐰

not our brains saying zee bluetooth device is ready to pair???? thats so hot. also just love the idea of jj making low quality vids on his laptop webcam of him jerking off and selling the vids for a few extra bucks. mhm

[marcygoo]

idk kinda depends on the person playing. sometimes if i cant get a game ill watch playthroughs of it (ive watched like. so many batdr playthroughs u have no idea) but most of the time ill just watch a vod of whatever a streamer i like is playing because i like them and the game might look mildly inch resting ^_^

my mother will never understand the art of enjoying a little snack while watching a video

[real-total-drama-takes]

All the 2023 contestants were born in 2007 and grew up with the show being off the air, so they were all 100% in the trenches of ship drama in the td fandom defending their ships. Here's my 100% correct do not @ me headcanons for each characters favourite ship.

Priya: Zoke, she was put on some block lists because she said she shipped all of Mike's alters with Zoey and no one else. Her parent's grounded her and made her watch Vito x Anne Marie edits as a punishment.

Bowie: If Gwourtney has a million fans, he's one of them. If Gwourtney has five fans, he's one of them. If Gwourtney has one fan, he's that fan. If the world is against Gwourtney he is against the world.

Millie: Thinks it's incredibly problematic and childish to ship real people. But Bawn.

Julia: Got her first taste of internet fame by claiming Blainely and Chris were in a secret relationship. When this comes out this will cancel her worse than the dinosaur thing and she will be forced to go into hiding for her own protection.

Emma: Wrote poly drama brother buys you from your parents fics. Chase read these out on a live stream and they stayed together.

Chase: Not a shipper but was defending Duncan with his last breath over the love triangle stuff.

Zee: Zee hasn't actually seen the show he thought he was auditioning for 6teen, in which he ships Judesy.

Ripper: I don't know whats telling me this but Leonard and Beardo. I think he saw a photoshopped image of them together with red arrows and he's currently convinced they're in a relationship.

Wayne & Raj: Lyler is unironically relationship goals for them, they celebrate their anniversary every year

MK: Commented under Noco posts "Uhm, what about Nemma?" and then watched the world light on fire. Ships Nowen.

Scary Girl: She unironically thinks Sierra is really normal but doesn't ship her with Cody because she just doesn't like him, thinks he fumbled her. Ships Heatherra, Bowie sent her death threats over this and she sent them back

Nichelle: Runs in the same circles as Chris, saw Chris and Chef together all the time despite Total Drama not being on, just assumed they were partners.

Axel: Shasmine anti, thinks Jasmine is gaslighting Shawn about the zombie stuff, wrote a long angry reddit post about it and got banned from the total drama subreddit.

Caleb: Gwent, also got death threats from Bowie and tried to @ Gwen and Trent to come to his defense.

I take no criticism. 🪅Jester ass looking piñata

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[acenildark]

Workshopped this new character recently, her name is Zee and she's a lazy gamer bee that sits around all day streaming to her small group of niche fans...

Her fans fund her lifestyle and buy her food, explaining her... stature.

[suzythesilkie]

Ever think, Hades, but make it chicken? I did.

Designed this PNG to be me when I play Hades on stream! >:)

It was so hard trying to mimic Jen Zee's art style. It's so iconic.

[another-lost-mc]

I’m thinking about Azra who open the door (without knocking) and heard Zee call MC ‘bunny’ 😊

inside jokes

featuring: zekhan x gn!reader, azra

cw: nsfw / mdni. sex in public places and getting caught. 0.9k words.

Oh, the things Azra has seen and heard since you started dating his best friend. He'd be proud if it didn't make work a little bit awkward at times.

If Zee is in his office - like he is now, standing between your thighs after lifting you onto the edge of his desk - his excellent hearing can pinpoint Azra's location by listening for the familiar click of his heeled boots on the club’s smooth flooring. Once the sounds of those ominous steps start ascending the staircase to the second floor offices, it gives Zee just enough time to tuck himself away and make sure he can arrange your clothes neatly back into place.

Azra strolls into the office moments later, without knocking of course, and you try to act as if you weren't half-naked and laid across the desk minutes before. The fake innocence might be convincing except for the lust pouring off both of you in waves, and only a fool could miss all other telltale signs that something was going on before he arrived. He raises an eyebrow at your flustered expression and the breathless cadence of your voice when you say hello.

Zee’s smile is bland in comparison to yours, and it fails spectacularly to mask his annoyance as he leans back against the desk, arms crossed sulkily at the interruption.

Azra feels bad about that sometimes, he really does, and he makes half-hearted promises to knock next time. Sometimes he does, and sometimes he doesn't.

For all his composure and planning, Zee can be distracted at the worst times; it's risky for him to fuck you outside the vague privacy of his office. In those desperate moments, he gets lost in the warmth of your neck beneath his lips and the fluttering pulse that answers the gentle scrape of fangs against your skin. Who could blame him when your trembling hands reach for his belt and your own desire sends blood rushing from his skull to the hard, leaking cock that's already straining against his zipper?

Azra’s telltale steps slowly grow louder as he follows the current of lust to the storage closet you're hiding in, but Zee doesn't notice - he's too busy murmuring filth into your ear while his hands tug and tear at your clothes to find bare skin. Your whimpered moans and the sensation of your fingers tangling in his hair have effectively stolen his undivided attention. He holds you steady against the wall, and his lust-thickened voice babbles a stream of loving praise as his body sinks deep into yours with sharp, jerky thrusts.

It’s only harsh light from the hallway spilling across your face that announces Azra's unwanted presence, and Zee adjusts himself so that your disheveled appearance is hidden from view with his own body. The dangerous growl that reverberates deep in his chest would be enough to scare away most demons, but Azra’s slack-jawed expression, stunned by the illicit dalliance he stumbled upon, morphs into a grin instead. He doesn't linger where he's not wanted and leaves without much fuss, spinning on his heel and offering a cheeky wave over his shoulder as he exits that dusty little room. He's even thoughtful enough to make sure the handle locks behind him before he walks away.

Stumbling on lovers in a steamy embrace is an every-night occurrence at the club, and Azra understands more than most demons the appeal of a little carnal appreciation. Tonight's not even the first time he's caught the two of you in the middle of such a wanton display. However, Zee grows suspicious when he checks his phone later - after he cleaned you up and drove you home, of course - and saw nothing from his boss regarding what happened. Zee expected a lecture of some kind, or a taunt or a lewd comment or even sarcastic congratulations, something that mentioned the awkward situation he inadvertently put you in due to his own carelessness.

Zee figures the best way to soothe his rattled nerves is carry on like nothing happened and deliver some paperwork to Azra’s office - a petty punishment for earlier, if nothing else. He’s more than happy to drop the stack on the desk and leave again without much fanfare, especially when he's greeted by the back of Azra's chair. It creaks when it starts to spin around, and Zee freezes halfway to the door when his friend finally faces him, one cheek resting on his hand while a lazy smirk spreads across his face and brightens his dark eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Azra asks in a tone that's far too innocent for a demon like him to pull off convincingly. “Aren’t you going to call me bunny too?”

Sprouting up between Azra’s wayward curls is a bunny-eared headband. It’s nearly identical to the headband you slipped on earlier to tease Zee with, the innocent costume prop that inspired him to drag you into the first empty room he could find. After Azra's brief interruption, he rewarded your playfulness by fucking you so hard that those floppy little ears slid off your scalp and clattered on the ground at his feet.

Zee shoots his boss a withering glare and bares his teeth menacingly before he storms from the office without a word.

“Aw, don’t be like that! I think it’s cute,” Azra shouts teasingly as he suppresses the urge to laugh. A few moments later, a door down the hall slams shut and he doesn't see or hear a trace of his friend for the rest of the night.

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