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

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

Edits? - Pezzy x Reader

Summary: Reader and Pezzy are yapping with chat

TW: Established Relationship, kissing,

“Chat today we are going to play a game with Grizzy, but we have about an hour and half to yap, and who else are we gonna yap with?” Pezzy said to his stream “My girlfriend, ___, hint the extra chair, that she probably won’t even sit in. She will be joining us soon. She is getting “dressed” aka she didn't want to be in her pjs on stream so she's getting into lounge wear.”

I heard him inform them of my antics, as I was walking to his office, which was comfortably cluttered, with bright LED lights casting playful shadows on the walls. Figurines of video games and animated characters adorned the space, while the faint glow of computer screens illuminated his excited face. The chat exploded with emojis and messages as soon as I entered. I knocked on the door to his office and walked in. “Hey babe.” I walked up to him and kissed him on the lips, he spun around in his chair to admire me. 

“Hey there, everyone! This is my girlfriend, ___, if you guys haven’t met her!” Pezzy beamed, gesturing dramatically with his hands as he introduced me. “Look at her! Isn’t she the best?” The chat buzzed with a chorus of praises and Q&A prompts. I could feel my smile grow with a mixture of excitement and the thrill of being in front of an online audience.

“Sorry for the delay,” I said with a grin as I took the seat beside him, flipping my hair over my shoulder. “I didn’t want to give you a fashion show in those cozy pajamas.”

“Yeah, we wouldn’t want to distract the viewers with your effortless cuteness!” Pezzy teased, his eyes sparkling as he launched into an easy banter with the chat. I settled into my seat and watched the stream chat unfold, amused by the interactions.

“Ooo I like that question, have you seen Pezzy tiktok yet?” I read out loud, with my eyes cutting to Pezzy, as his smile grew and he raised his hand to cover his face. 

“Oh no, not that one!” Pezzy groaned, his face turning a shade darker as he turned back to the camera, an expression of mock horror etched on his features. The chat exploded with laughter and a flurry of comments about the infamous TikTok. I could practically hear their eagerness to expose Pezzy’s secret past.

“What did you do?” I teased, leaning forward with a playful glint in my eye. “You didn’t take a dive off a coffee table again, did you?”

Pezzy immediately waved his hands in frantic denial, but the smile couldn't escape his lips. “Okay, okay, maybe I encouraged them, chat, to make edits of the podcast, but it turned into “lEt’S mAkE eDiTs Of PeZzY.” sadly.” he confessed. "But in my defense, I was inspired, and the editing was top-notch!” 

“Oh baby, I have seen them all.” I respond with a devious smirk growing on my face. “Chat, do you think I have only one account?” I stare down into the camera, then switch to the monitor to watch the editors panic and throw a tizzy, revealing new information.

“Trust me, chat, when I say this: I see and have seen all the edits of my boyfriend, and LIKED THEM ALL. There's one that's my favorite and I have set it as my background on one of my settings- Well I take that back, there's two that are my favorite but only one of them made it to my background.” I said to chat as I was pulling out my phone. “The one that didn't make it as my background was Pezzy and I with Sugar by Flo Rida ft Wynter Gordon behind it, I LOVE that one so much! So if you did do that one, I would kiss ya on the cheek.” Pezzy looked over at me with a puzzled look but shrugged after it clicked in his head.

“NOWWW, for the one that made it to my background, is one where it started off with him talking about me accidentally hitting the horn on his car, and I blamed him, which had Candy by Doja Cat.” I started laughing as I pulled up the home screen, on my phone, with my finger holding it so the live picture would play. 

The moment my phone lit up, the vibrant colors of the live wallpaper came alive, showcasing Pezzy’s familiar smile. The clip started rolling, and instantly the room was filled with the infectious rhythm of “Candy” by Doja Cat, perfectly syncing with the humorous chaos that was about to unfold on my screen.

In the video, Pezzy animatedly recounted the day I’d accidentally laid into the car horn, caught in the exhilarating mix of surprise and irritation. “I mean, I’m just trying to park, and suddenly—BEEP BEEP—my car is announcing our arrival like a marching band!” His exaggerated expressions were priceless, his eyes wide and hands flying as he humorously detailed the encounter.

As the video played, the chat erupted with comments laughing at his antics. “Classic Pezzy!” floated by, alongside “Why didn’t I get to see that live?” The viewers were fully engaged, leaning into the hilarity unfolding in the clip.

I couldn’t help but laugh along, reliving the chaos of that day. “In my defense, I thought I was just changing the radio station!” I announced, punctuating my remark with a dramatic hand gesture. The laughter from the chat grew louder, and I felt warmth wash over me, knowing that the audience was with us in every moment of joy.

“Let’s not forget your very convincing argument that it was totally my fault!” Pezzy added, a mischievous glint in his eye. “I swear you could’ve sold it to a jury!”

“Oh please, I was merely pointing out that cars should come with an ‘I’m not ready’ warning! Cars and I are not friends,” I replied, visibly amused. A flurry of comments filled the chat—“She’s got a point!” and “Cars need to be more understanding!”

The video played on, and as Pezzy’s narration continued, he showcased each detail dramatically, especially when he got to the part where I burst out laughing, completely caught off guard by the horn honking. The clip concluded with a perfect freeze-frame of us laughing together, which elegantly transitioned into the beautiful background of my phone.

“See? Look how cute we are!” I declared, beaming as I turned my phone to show not just Pezzy’s expression but the candid moment we had shared. The chat exploded again, chaos and adoration entwined; it was a magical moment of connection, reminding everyone why they loved tuning in.

“I bet I’m not the only one who wished they could be an extra in our wild little life!” Pezzy winked at the camera, running a hand through his hair like the charming host he is.

Someone in the chat suggested a collaboration for “car confessions,” and that sent us both into essentially another round of fits of laughter. “Oh my gosh, what a disaster that would be! I’d probably just end up honking all the way to the grocery store!” I chuckled.  

“I can see it now—‘Welcome back to Pezzy and ___’s car confessions, where the only thing we hit is the horn!’” he joked, throwing his head back theatrically as if conducting a game show, and I totally played along, dramatically feigning surprise with a hand to my forehead.

The conversation flowed seamlessly as the viewers continued to drop in their car-related stories, sharing similar confessions of clumsiness behind the wheel. We knew we had tapped into something universally relatable, and it felt exhilarating to ride the wave of shared laughter.

As the stream continued, the laughter morphed into goofy ideas for challenges: “Pezzy’s Parking Challenge,” or “Confession Corner,” where viewers could send in stories while Pezzy and I laughed our way through them.

In that moment, I realized our connection with the audience had blossomed into something wonderfully organic, uniting us through shared experiences and laughter. You see, it wasn’t just about the giggles or the memes; it was about creating a space where everyone felt at home, welcoming the delightful chaos that life brings, and celebrating it together—with all our quirks. 

And as we leaned back in our chairs, recording our joyful banter, I felt grateful to share not just a stream, but a genuine piece of us with the world—a reminder that laughter really can be the sweetest candy of all.

“Chat, good luck on finding my secret account, not even Pezzy knows my secret accounts’ name.” I say with a small challenge

Playing w/Fire - Pezzy x F!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

*OOO pezzy is getting lucky tonight*

*OoOoo*

*GET SOME PEZZY*

*PEZZY HAS THAT RIZZ WITH HIS GF*

*should i leave? Shits getting spicy now*

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

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

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

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

“Definitely show this off tomorrow on stream” i commented 

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

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

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

Furry Baby - Pezzy x Reader

Summary: Sly steals the show

TW: Established relationship, lmk if i missed anything

Sly was known far and wide not only for her striking yellow eyes but also for her striking personality. She was an independent feline with an insatiable thirst for attention, especially when she noticed that her humans, you and your boyfriend Pezzy, were glued to the glow of the screens during the late-night Twitch live streams.

One evening, you and Pezzy were deep into an exciting gaming session, determined to reach the next level in your favorite online multiplayer game. The chat was buzzing with enthusiastic viewers, cheering you on and playfully teasing you about your hilarious blunders. Laughter echoed through the room, but little did you know, your loyal feline was on a mission.

Sly perched herself atop the gaming desk, her fluffy tail swishing back and forth like a pendulum, contemplating whether to pounce into the spotlight. Feeling ignored and a bit disgruntled, she let out a melodious meow—an unmistakable cry for attention. Yet, both of you, engrossed in your digital world, barely noticed her plea.

Unfazed, Sly devised a plan. She knew all too well that the allure of the bright screen and the sound of your laughter could be exchanged for some additional cuddles and attention. With feline grace, she leaped down from the desk and padded softly towards the mouse cable. 

With a swift swipe of her paw, the mouse went tumbling away from your side of the desk, causing the screen to flash ominously as your game froze. "What? No!" you exclaimed, your brow furrowing as you realized the culprit behind the chaos. You turned to see Sly sitting innocently beside the fallen mouse, lapping it up like it was the greatest toy in the world.

Pezzy burst into laughter, “Looks like Sly can’t take the neglect anymore!” You both couldn’t help but chuckle, realizing your little furball had orchestrated quite the distraction.

Realizing that it was time to spoil your furry friend, you gave Sly a gentle scratch behind her ears, and Pezzy picked her up, holding her close. “Well, buddy, you certainly know how to steal the show!” Pezzy said, as Sly purred loudly, completely satisfied with the attention.

The chat was alive with laughter, encouraging you both to include Sly in your streams. “Bring Sly into the game!” one viewer suggested. “Let’s see him be the ultimate co-pilot!” another added. With a playful nod of agreement, you decided to make Sly the star of the show.

Suddenly, the dynamic changed. You and Pezzy set up a cozy corner on the stream, fitted with colorful cushions and a mini toy set, making Sly the center of attention. She began batting at the toys while viewers cheered her on, and your own laughter mixed into a symphony of joyful chaos.

From that night onward, Sly became a beloved part of your Twitch streams. With every playful bat at the camera and charming purr, she stole the hearts of countless viewers. And while you continued to navigate through your virtual worlds, your mischievous little Sly never ceased to remind you of the importance of balancing love for your game with the love for your furry companion.

Pixels and Passion

Summary: Going to Boston with Pezzy for Twitchcon

TW: Established relationship

A whirlwind of excitement mixed with nerves blanketed __ as she recalled their playful bet during an evening of gaming and laughter. If Pezzy’s stream managed to hit a certain milestone, she would join him at the convention, an event she'd never considered attending.

The night before their journey, __ lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, contemplating the quirky adventure that awaited her. Could she really go to Boston, a city teeming with history, to cheer on Pezzy as he showcased his streaming skills? The idea both thrilled and terrified her. Navigating a city she’d never visited, mingling with fans, and joining the world of streaming felt like stepping into a vibrant tapestry of passion and creativity, yet was also daunting.

As dawn broke, __ packed her bag filled with essentials—comfortable shoes, an array of streaming-themed T-shirts, and a sketchbook to capture the moments. She had always been a dreamer and artist, and amidst the gaming world, she found inspiration in her boyfriend's passion. With a determined heart and a sprinkle of excitement, she hopped on an early flight, dreaming of the sights that awaited her.

Upon landing in Boston, the air was crisp, and Max, her boyfriend, greeted her with warmth and enthusiasm. "You made it!" he exclaimed, pulling her into a tight embrace. __ felt an overwhelming sense of belonging and pride as she looked around at the lively street art and historic buildings. Together, they explored the city on a quaint trolley, marveling at the picturesque architecture and sampling iconic dishes, like clam chowder and lobster rolls.

As they approached the convention center, 's heart raced with anticipation. The world of Twitch arrived in a whirlwind of colors and sounds, with streamers of every genre setting up tents, engaging fans, and sharing their journeys. Pezzy's vibrant personality shined in the hustle of his streaming booth, where he greeted fans like old friends. watched him with fondness, a sense of pride swelling in her chest.

Throughout the weekend, she immersed herself in the experience, fueled by the energy of fellow attendees and the giggles of content creators. She wandered through panels showcasing new technology, participated in games, and met people who were not just fans but kindred spirits. Each interaction sparked inspiration; __ began sketching scenes from the event, capturing the essence of the streaming community, from the brightly lit booths to the faces of dedicated fans.

On the final day of TwitchCon, Pezzy had a special surprise for . They joined a collaborative stream with some of Pezzy's close friends. With her sketchbook warmed in her lap, joined the conversation, contributing ideas and laughter along the way. As the live audience engaged, she realized that she had woven herself into this vibrant fabric of creativity and connection, just as she'd dreamed.

As they wrapped up the stream, Pezzy turned to her with a smile. "You know, I couldn’t have done it without you here. You brought the magic to this weekend." __ beamed, her heart dancing with joy. She had stepped outside her comfort zone, not only supporting Pezzy but discovering a love for community.

The weekend in Boston transformed from an unexpected journey into a love-filled adventure. As they returned home, __ held her sketches close, cherishing not just the memories made but a newfound appreciation for the vibrant world of streaming and the connections it forged. She felt inspired to create more—to blend her art with the digital universe Pezzy thrived in, taking their journey together to new heights.

Hi! I was wondering if you could write something along the lines of the clooles boys and pregnant reader? You can come up with the plot and what not all I know is that I’m in baby fever so lord help me

Pregnant at Pax - Pezzy x Reader/ Clooless x reader

“Alrighty babe, we have a table- well area- uh I don't know really, but I do know that there is a table and chairs for us to sit at while we talk to fans. You are going to be sitting next to me and Grizzy, then Droid is on my other side while Puffer is on Grizzy’s other side. We got you covered so if you need anything let us know, or whatever. “ Pezzy went on a small rant while I was sitting on our hotel bed in Boston. I was struggling to get out of the bed so I reached my hands out to Pezzy so he could help me up.

“Baby I need help up. I need to pack my snack bag so I don't bother y’all so much.” I said as calmly as possible but I was slightly irritated with how overprotective he has gotten. That thought was soon out of my head as my baby was thinking of how good mcdonalds sounded at 8 in the morning.

“Baby the guys know and don't care, you know that we got you covered in snacks and drinks- what are you- I take that back, what is bean thinking or craving?” He stopped his rant when he saw my face form into a small pleased smile and pleading eyes. Pezzy helped me off the bed following me to the other bed where our suitcases were occupying. 

“Well since you already got our snacks packed, I need to get dressed nice but not too nice. Alllsoo Bean wants a Mcdonald’s milkshake and large fry, or 3 crispy hashbrowns.” I said while moving all my clothes around. I finally found my simple and comfy maternity set that I packed as a backup outfit. I tried my best to put it on without struggling, but I ended up giving up and Pezzy came over to help me in my pants.

As Pezzy zipped up the pants, a gentle smile played on his lips. "There we go, all fashionably ready for our little fan meeting," he teased, giving me a playful poke in the side. I rolled my eyes but felt warm inside, knowing he cared so much.

Once dressed, I practically floated over to the small dining table where we had arranged our snacks. The morning sun streamed in through the hotel window, the golden light illuminating the room in soft hues. I took a deep breath, savoring the smell of the freshly packed treats. Giving more thoughts of the seating arrangement at the tableBetween Pezzy, Grizzy, Droid, and Puffer, I couldn't ask for a more supportive crew.

As I rifled through my snacks, Pezzy lounged against the wall, scrolling through his phone. "What do you think the fans are going to ask us? Probably a lot about our upcoming schedule, right?" 

Just then, a loud knock echoed through the hotel room. Startled, we exchanged glances, and Pezzy walked over to the door. He opened it just a crack, peering out with a curious brow raised. Standing there with an exuberant smile was Grizzy, Droid and Puffer arms laden with coffee cups, McDonald's bags fluttering from the gentle breeze.

"Breakfast is served!" Grizzy announced dramatically, stepping inside and placing down the bounty of food before us. The smell of fries mingled with the rich aroma of coffee, instantly lifting the room's mood. 

Droid shuffled in behind him, his ever-enthusiastic energy filling the space as he chimed in, “I got those milkshakes you wanted! And we even ordered a few extra to share. You can’t resist the milkshake magic—trust me!”

“Trust me Hun, Bean can’t resist the milkshake magic. I just wanted something salty.” I shrugged with a smile gracing my face , while rubbing my baby bump. 

“Did someone say magic?” Puffer, who had just entered the room, leaned against the doorframe with his carefree smile. “All I know is we’ve got a pretty magical group here. Look at this spread!” 

With laughter echoing around us, we gathered at the table, the lively chatter filling the air. I grabbed my milkshake, feeling the sweet, creamy goodness swirl between my fingers, then took a glorious slurp. It was everything I wanted, and instantly, my worries dissipated with each sip.

As the conversations bubbled over and ideas flew in every direction, I relaxed back into my chair, feeling the warmth of camaraderie. Despite my earlier irritation with Pezzy’s protectiveness, I realized that it came from his place of love. 

Just then, Pezzy leaned in, whispering conspiratorially, “I know this isn’t a traditional part of PAX and well your tour, but I’m really glad we get these moments together.” I nodded, understanding that amid the chaos of schedules and fans, these little moments—filled with laughter, good food, and the best company—were the true treasures of our journey.  

As Pezzy sat next to me he started rubbing my stomach and the other arm wrapped around my shoulder, everyone started thinking of questions that fans will ask, and how we will respond to them. How we will tell them no I'm not answering that question in a respectful tone.

 As we tossed question ideas back and forth, the thought of dealing with some trickier inquiries crossed my mind. There would surely be questions about my condition—questions laced with curiosity that strayed beyond mere healthy concern. 

“What about personal questions, like about the baby?” I voiced cautiously, catching the group's attention. “How do we handle those?” 

Droid nodded, his gaze thoughtful. “Just remember, it's okay to draw boundaries. You can say, ‘We appreciate the love, but we prefer to keep that part of our lives private.’” 

“Respect is key!” Puffer declared jovially, fist-bumping the air. “That way, we can steer the conversation back to the fun stuff, like gaming and snacks!”

“Communication is everything,” Pezzy added, his calm tone laced with reassurance. “We’re a team, and we’ve got each other’s backs.” 

The tension in my shoulders eased as I felt a warm wave of gratitude wash over me. The way they supported not just me, but each other, felt like a beautiful, intricate dance. Together, we’d navigate whatever came our way.

As we collectively crafted responses to hypothetical questions, Grizzy suddenly piped up with a wide-eyed expression, “Okay, but imagine someone asks about secret talents we have! Like, can you juggle? Because I've been working on my juggling skills!” 

“Juggling, huh?” I laughed, my eyes sparkling with amusement. “Show us what you got!” 

Grizzy stood, grabbing some empty snack boxes and setting them up as makeshift juggling balls. The whole group burst into laughter as he attempted to juggle, managing to drop one snack box repeatedly. 

“Not as easy as it looks, huh?” Droid chimed in, feigning a look of mock surprise. 

We all erupted into a fit of laughter, and suddenly I realized how lighthearted the atmosphere had become. In the middle of snacks, silly games, and camaraderie, the worries about the day faded away.

“Hey, we should probably meet up with everyone else soon, it's about an hour and half til we have to be at the table to get us all set up.” I suggested 

“I guess that means we need to save some snacks for later!” Puffer exclaimed, stuffing a hash brown into his mouth as if to emphasize his point. The sight sent us all into another giggle fit, our earlier excitement gearing up for the day ahead.

“Good call,” Pezzy said, glancing at the mess of wrappers and boxes strewn across the table. “We can’t leave a battlefield behind. And who knows, our fans might judge our snack choices!” 

Grizzy attempted to balance the empty boxes on his head, a joke in progress aimed to lighten our spirits even further. “The true test of a great gaming team is their snack strategy!” 

“Alright, let's get organized!” I chimed in, trying to rein in the hilarity to prepare us for the busier part of our day. I began packing up the remaining snacks in my snack bag, grateful for the shared light-heartedness we had cultivated. 

With everyone pitching in, we carefully sorted the snacks. Pezzy’s deft fingers worked to ensure everything was neatly stowed away, while I packed up my milkshake, cradling it in my hand as if it were a treasured possession. 

Once the area was tidied up, I glanced in the mirror across the room, adjusting my hair and giving myself a quick pep talk. I wanted to be fully present for our fans, ready to engage and share in their enthusiasm. 

“Ready to show the world what we’ve got?” I asked, turning back to face the group with a determined smile. Pezzy slung the bag over his shoulder, while grabbing my free hand as we exited the hotel and our room.

They returned my enthusiasm with cheers, collectively pumped for the meet-and-greet. “Let’s do this!” echoed through the small hotel room, harmonizing our shared jitters and excitement.

As we gathered our things, the anticipation in the air seemed to spark with every passing moment. Stepping into the hotel hallway, we faced a bustling PAX world that was alive with the energy of thousands of gamers, creators, and enthusiasts.

The sounds of chatter, laughter, and delighted squeals filled our ears as we made our way toward the expo floor. A vibrant tapestry of colors and sights greeted us—screens flashing gameplay footage, booths showcasing the latest games, and cosplayers parading by in all their elaborate glory. 

As we approached our designated area, the excitement bubbled like the fizzy sweetness of soda. I spotted the long table where we would meet fans, adorned with banners and signs that highlighted our presence. 

Waves of familiar faces began to appear, a mixture of anticipation and joy illuminating their expressions. I felt my heart race. This was what it was all about—the passion of the community wrapped around us like a warm blanket.

“Just remember, we’re here to have fun! Get to know our fans and let them know how much we appreciate them,” Pezzy said, squeezing my shoulder gently and kissing my cheek, grounding me amidst the whirlwind of activity.

The simple gesture—so tender and reassuring—sent a surge of warmth through me. The packed convention center buzzed with energy, but in that moment, everything else faded into the background. It was just me, Pezzy, and the unshakeable bond we shared.

“Okay, let’s do this,” I said, my voice steady as I adjusted my stance, taking a deep breath to fuel my excitement. The thought of meeting our fans filled me with an overwhelming sense of gratitude. These were the people who had cheered us on, shared our laughs, and accompanied us through our journeys.

As we approached the table, I caught a glimpse of some fans already waiting, their eyes sparkling with the thrill of anticipation. Some held memorabilia—action figures, posters, and even gaming consoles, eager for us to sign their treasures. Others wore shirts adorned with our logo, a testament of their support. Each face held a unique story, and I felt a deep desire to connect with them.

“Hi, folks!” I called out, an exuberant smile breaking across my face. The fans lit up in response, shouting back greetings that echoed like music in the lively hall. 

“Thank you for coming! We’re so excited to meet each and every one of you!”

A wave of laughter surged through the small gathering. It effectively broke the ice, melting any nerves that lingered in the air. As fans approached, the spirit of inclusion swelled and wrapped around us like a warm blanket.

One young girl, no older than eight, skipped forward with bright eyes glistening with excitement. “Can I have a goofy face picture with you?” she asked, her voice bubbling with glee. 

“Absolutely!” I exclaimed, dropping my silliness meter into overdrive. I pursed my lips and crossed my eyes, mimicking cartoonish characters, and Pezzy joined in, his exaggerated poses doubling the laughter. 

Click! The camera captured the moment, and her laughter rang in my ears—pure, unfiltered joy. 

Afterward, with her heart full of delight, she skipped away, waving her hands behind her. The ripple of happiness she left in her wake ignited a newfound eagerness within me. 

As much as I enjoyed eating snacks, it was the genuine connections I truly cherished. Each interaction revealed bits of our shared passions, and stories flowed like the sweetest honey as fans shared their exciting journeys through gaming, what inspired them, and even their favorite moments from our content. 

“Your songs on the last album release really helped me through some tough times,” one fan shared, visibly moved. “It made me feel like I wasn’t alone.” 

My heart squeezed at the sincerity of his words. “Thank you for sharing that with us,” I replied. “It means the world to know we can be a part of your journey. You’re not alone. We’re all in this together!” 

The day unfolded in a beautiful blur of laughter, gratitude, and the kind of camaraderie that bridged the gap between creator and fan. Pezzy expertly juggled conversations, signing autographs while ensuring that no fan felt overlooked. 

As the clock ticked by, and the line snaked ever longer, I felt a rush of fulfillment. “This is good for the soul,” I mused aloud to Pezzy during a brief respite. 

He smiled, eyes shining with warmth. “Exactly. Remember, this is more than just a job. We’re creating a community, and today we get to celebrate it.”

Just as we prepared for the next wave of fans, a commotion from the side caught our attention. A group of cosplayers made their entrance, dressed in elaborate costumes, each one more impressive than the last. The crowd erupted in cheers, and soon enough, they were heading our way—part of our ever-growing family.

With each laugh, each shared story, and each encouraging word, I felt a deeper connection with the very people who made what we did possible. Today was more than just a meet-and-greet; it was a testament to the joy of human connection, solidarity, and the love emanating from a community passionate about gaming and friendship. 

And through it all, Pezzy remained close, his presence a constant source of strength and light as we ventured deeper into this beautiful chaos. Together, we would forge a tapestry rich with stories—our own and those of the fans whose lives intertwined with ours. This was our world, and we were ready to embrace it.

Drunk Clooless Moments - Pezzy x f!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello Grizzy.” Pezzy answered

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

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

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

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

“Wha happen?” Grizzy asked

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

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

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

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

“Okay have fun.” Pezzy added 

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

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

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

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

“Wait is-?” 

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

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

“Hi Puff” I greeted back

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

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

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

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

“A wasp?!” Pezzy yelled

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

“Why you outta breath?” Puffer investigated Grizzy

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

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

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

“Okay” Grizzy quickly agreed

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

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

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

“No it smells nice” Pezzy added

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m 130 pounds.” Pezzy informs them

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

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

 “He’s my warm up.” Grizzy continued

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Chat say bye to ____” Puffer says

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

First Date?

Summary:It was a typical evening in the virtual realm of Discord

TW: Friends to Lovers?, first date planning

You had just wrapped up a recording session with your crew and Pezzy , your best friend and a talented speedrunner. The dim light of your monitors cast a cozy glow across the room as you settled into a voice call, ready to unwind and share some laughs. Pezzy was already knee-deep in a chaotic speedrun of a notoriously glitchy game, his fingers flying across the keyboard like a pianist at a concert.

As he raced through pixelated landscapes, dodging enemies and exploiting every corner of the game, you chimed in with pointers and strategies, referencing the glitch where a character could slip through an invisible wall to bypass a tough sequence. “If you angle the jump just right,” you said, trying to inject a dose of enthusiasm into your commentary, “you can save at least five seconds here!”

Pezzy’s concentration was palpable, his eyes glued to the screen, a sly grin creeping up as he executed a flawless maneuver that even astonished you. But as you started elaborating on a particularly tricky glitch that not many players knew about, he suddenly interrupted.

“Let’s skip the small talk and just go on a date.”

The statement hung in the air, a surreal pause punctuating the usual banter of your friendship. You blinked, a mixture of surprise and confusion washing over you. Have you misheard? Was this Pezzy's way of joking? A playful distraction from the intensity of the game?

“Uh… what?” you stammered, trying to process the sudden shift from gaming strategy to… well, what sounded suspiciously like a romantic proposal.

Pezzy chuckled, pausing the game momentarily, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I mean, think about it,” he said, leaning back in his chair, hands raised in a mock-innocent gesture. “We’ve spent countless hours grinding through levels, trading puns and strategies; why not take it a step further? Why can’t a gaming call be a date?”

You could almost hear the gears turning in his mind, his enthusiasm getting the better of his usual joking demeanor. “I can bring the snacks, you bring the memes, and we can speedrun our way through the pizza delivery time!”

You laughed, the absurdity of the suggestion momentarily sweeping away the confusion. “So you’re saying our date is just going to be another typical ‘us’ thing?” 

“Exactly!” he grinned. “Just more pizza bites and fewer glitches, maybe? No interruptions from the game.”

A comfortable warmth spread throughout the call as you considered the idea. While you both had always seen each other as close friends, the notion of embracing a different kind of connection, even if it remained within the realm of gaming, felt intriguing. You tossed around the idea of what a ‘date’ meant in the context of your friendship. 

“Alright, fine,” you finally relented, humor lacing your tone. “What does this date entail? Are we still going to argue over who plays better, or will we act like proper date-goers and just enjoy?”

“Definitely the former—who could ignore the chance to continually roast each other?” he replied with a glee.

As he resumed the game, the laughter between you became effortless, the banter an infusion of energy into the call. The idea of a date transformed into a charming concept full of inside jokes and peculiarities only the two of you could fully appreciate.

In that moment, amid the chaotic sound of game effects and the thrill of competition, the line between friendship and something deeper blurred into a scintillating mystery—one that would keep both of you on your toes, not just in games but perhaps in navigating this fresh, exciting territory of connection.

More Nut in my Butt - Pezzy

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

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

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

*Knock Knock*

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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More Nutt in My Butt

Deep in Your-

Cleared Crash

Fav Snack?

Playing with Fire

Redeeming

Drunk Ban Appeals

Cat in What?!

Love Unplugged

Drunk Clooless Moments

Handcuffs?

Pizzaz Pezzy

Furry Baby

Pixels and Passion

Edits?

Cleaning Chaos

Roblox Shenanigans

Cat Castle

Podcast Moments

Stream Clips

Cozy Evening

First Date?

Painted Nails

Lingering Trauma

Lucky Pack

Make Up Disaster?

Turned Heads

Juno

Pregnant at Pax

Cloaked Proposal

Euphoric Wedding