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Back Seating in Action-Pezzy

Summary: Chat back seating on a game, inspo from his clip. There will be a link at the bottom of the post. {2nd POV or if you were watching the stream...}

TW: Screaming, cursing, established relationship and a mention of a gun {an emote from Twitch} lmk if I missed anything :)

“Guys let me show y’all what I see in chat, with back seating.” Pezzy takes off his headset while getting up from his “gamer” chair.

“You’re sitting at your computer having a good time, right?” Pezzy sassily fixes his clothes as he leaves the room while leaving his door cracked slightly for a hot minute.

Then, his girlfriend, ____ slams the door open, while wearing her signature red and plaid, fluffy pjs pants and a muscle tank top, and her hair up in a messy bun, stomping her way to the computer. She slightly trips on his shoes in the walkway and laughs it off, Pezzy walks in behind her watching in suspense to see what she will do. She grabs the mic and starts ranting and screaming into the mic.

“HEY, this is how you do everything! You do this part, you put that pipe here, and the other part there. You need this code, here’s the code by the way. 45826 and then it's these colors {Pink, Purple and Gray}, and this what; and this is what happens at the end of the game ... .That's what happens by the way, but enjoy your game.” _____ cried in pain at the stupidity of chat,  she then moves away from the camera to sit on the edge of Pezzy’s bed. Then Pezzy walks into the middle of the camera frame. He lifts his arm up to his side in an angry questioning state.

“LIKE WHAAAT?!?!” Pezzy screeches as his voice cracks from the stress on his vocal cords.

“Babe, you have really stupid and young people in your chat if this is every stream occurrence.” ____ comments as she shakes her head, laughing in disbelief.

“Oh, trust me baby, I know.” Pezzy snarkily agrees, walking back to his chair putting his headphones back on. 

“Welp, Imma head back to the couch make me a mod for this stream, so i can ban those spoiling fuckers. Just ask for me to help and if anyone else tries or does help I will time them out for 3 minutes or so.” ____ suggested walking away.

“I got you and thank you babes.” Pezzy throws his answer over his shoulder to make sure she heard him clearer. 

“SEE chat, y’all better be careful. She's ruthless and hot, no wonder she's my girlfriend. Unlike y’all fuckers, can’t even get a girlfriend” Pezzy teases his chat while laughing. 

“Be Careful chat, I'm here and lurking. I don't miss my shots, Chat PepegaGun” 

“Now you, assholes are gonna Pet the mods, huh?” Pezzy questioned the chat. 

backseating in action - Twitch

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Euphoric Wedding

Summary: Yours and Pezzy's Wedding

TW: it's a wedding day what do you expect?

In the heart of Lubbock, Texas, a charming event center named The Willows stood nestled among tall trees of Willows and vibrant flowers. It was the perfect setting for a quaint wedding, and for one couple, it was about to become the backdrop of their greatest adventure.

After four years of laughter-filled dates, shared dreams, and countless memories, ___ and Pezzy were ready to take the plunge into the wonderful world of marriage. They had met over Discord, where Pezzy was known for his infectious enthusiasm and laughter, while ___ was known for her kind heart and her wildness. Together, they created a bond so strong that their friends often joked they were destined for an enchanting chapter in life.

As their wedding day approached, the excitement in the air was palpable. The Willows, known for its breathtaking décor, had been transformed into a dreamy landscape filled with twinkling fairy lights, delicate floral arrangements, and a hint of magic. With the sun setting in the sky, casting a golden glow over everything, it felt like a scene straight out of a storybook.

On the morning of the wedding, ___ woke up bursting with excitement. Her bridal party gathered around her, the room alive with laughter and joyful chatter as they all helped her prepare for the momentous occasion. As they helped her slip into her elegant dress—soft lace draping beautifully down her back and delicate embroidery twinkling like stars—___ couldn’t help but remember the first time she met Pezzy. A late night session with the guys, just all hanging out and talking about life on that call.

Meanwhile, Pezzy was in the other room, nervously adjusting his bow tie and practicing his vows. Surrounded by his family and friends, they shared stories about their favorite moments with ___, from her daring spirit to her endless support. Each reminiscence echoed with laughter, and with every joke, Pezzy felt the excitement bubbling closer to the surface. Punching through his nerves, he was determined to make this day unforgettable for ___.

As the ceremony began, guests gathered under a sprawling oak tree adorned with delicate ribbons and fairy lights. ___ walked down the aisle, her heart racing with anticipation. Pezzy’s breath caught in his throat as he caught sight of her in her stunning gown, a vision of beauty and grace. With every step she took, the world around them faded away, leaving just the two of them in this moment of love—a moment they would cherish forever.

As ___ glided down the aisle, the gentle rustle of leaves danced with the warm Texas breeze, creating a soft melody that accompanied her every step. Each eye in the gathering was drawn to her—the way her gown shimmered in the golden light, how her floral bouquet seemed to perfectly mirror the vibrant hues of the wildflowers blooming nearby, and the sparkle in her eyes that spoke of joy and love.

Pezzy stood at the altar, his heart racing and a smile plastered across his face. In that moment, as he beheld her, time felt suspended—the laughter and whispers of their friends blurred into the background, and all that mattered was ___, radiant and filled with the promise of a shared future. His mind flooded with memories of their journey—the moments of growth, the trials faced, and the dreams woven together under the stars during their late-night talks.

As she approached, he could see every detail—the way her hair fell elegantly around her shoulders, the subtle blush on her cheeks, and the love shining in her eyes. It was as if she was walking on air, surrounded by an ethereal glow crafted by the fairy lights above. They had planned every detail of this day, but nothing could compare to the sheer magic of seeing her here, at this moment.

When she reached the altar, the atmosphere shifted, pulling them deeper into their own world. The officiant began to speak, his voice soft but resonant, sharing words about love, commitment, and the beauty of partnership. Yet, all Pezzy could hear was the steady rhythm of his heart echoing in his chest. 

___ stood in front of him, her hands trembling slightly—not from fear, but from the overwhelming joy of the present moment. They exchanged glances filled with unspoken promises, and with every word spoken by the officiant, a familiar warmth enveloped them—a connection so profound that it was as if every moment had led them to this very point.

“___,” Pezzy began, his voice steady yet filled with warmth, “since the day we met, you’ve brought sunshine into my life. You've taught me what it means to love and be loved in return. I promise to stand by your side as your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to support your dreams and to chase my own alongside you.” 

A smile bloomed on ___'s face as she held onto each word, feeling them settle deep in her heart. She was taken back to the countless afternoons they had spent under the Texas sun, laughing and planning their futures, each moment like a thread woven into the fabric of their love story.

With her heart racing, ___ took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. She began, “Pezzy, from our very first conversation, I knew you were special. You have this incredible ability to make the simplest moments feel extraordinary. I vow to be your anchor when life feels turbulent and to celebrate every joy with you. I promise to be patient, to cherish our differences, and to continue learning about you each day.”

Pezzy’s heart swelled as he listened to her voice, rich with sincerity and love. He felt an overwhelming rush of gratitude to be standing here with her, committed to sharing their life’s journey together. 

“Today, I choose you and I will choose you again every day,” she continued, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears of happiness. “Most importantly I promise to find you in every lifetime.”

With vibrations of laughter and love propelling them both, they exchanged their rings—a symbol of their commitment. The officiant held the rings aloft, illuminating them under the warm glow of the fairy lights above. “These rings are a circle of love that speaks of forever.”

Pezzy took a deep breath, his heart racing as he slid the delicate band onto ___’s finger, murmuring, “With this ring, I give you my love. Wear it as a sign of my devotion.”

___ then took Pezzy’s hand, slipping the ring onto his finger with a smile that radiated promise. “And with this ring, I embrace you as my husband, a testament of my unwavering love for you.”

Their voices intertwined, harmonizing effortlessly, encapsulating a world filled with devotion and adventure. “I am yours, and you are mine, today and always.”

With their vows complete, the officiant smiled and turned to the crowd. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may seal your vows with a kiss.”

With the officiant's words hanging in the air, time seemed to slow. The world around ___ and Pezzy faded into a soft blur; the laughter of friends, the rustling leaves, and the shimmering fairy lights melted away, leaving only their two hearts beating in sync. 

Pezzy stepped closer, his gaze locked onto ___'s, a mix of awe and love swirling in his chest. He could feel the warmth radiating from her, a comforting, familiar presence that made everything else seem inconsequential. ___’s eyes sparkled with excitement and joy, reflecting a future filled with dreams yet to be realized.

With a gentle hand, Pezzy cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing softly across her skin. The world around them erupted in applause, but in that moment, it felt as if they were suspended in time, a cocoon of love sealing them away from everything but the intimacy of their connection.

As Pezzy leaned in, he could feel the rhythm of his heart echoing in his ears—each breath they took synchronized, bringing them closer together, enveloped in a feeling of pure euphoria. He could see the little details of ___—the small glint of her earrings, the soft curls of her hair that framed her face, and the tiny smile playing at the corners of her lips. 

When their lips finally met, it was soft yet electric, a sweet mingling of warmth and love. The kiss was a promise—a promise to not just share the ups and downs of life, but to cherish every moment, every adventure, every quiet night spent together. It was a culmination of every laugh they'd shared, every obstacle they had faced, and every dream they had dared to dream.

The crowd erupted into joyful cheers and applause, their love radiating like the vibrant golden sunset in the Texas sky. Friends and family stood, clapping and laughing, their faces bright with smiles. The joy was contagious—a reminder of the love that surrounded the couple, a circle of support that would encircle them as they embarked on their journey together.

As they separated for a moment, Pezzy looked deeply into ___’s eyes and whispered, “I can’t believe we’re finally here.” 

___ giggled, brushing a rogue tear from her cheek, “This is just the beginning, Pezzy.” 

Together, they turned to face their friends and family, hands clasped, beaming with happiness. Laughter and love filled the air as they walked back down the aisle together, bustles of colorful flower petals showering down over them like confetti—symbolizing the joyful beginning of a new chapter in their lives.

Every face in the crowd exuded warmth and love, signaling the support that would accompany them through this exciting new adventure. The echoes of their vows lingered in the air—a promise of commitment that filled their hearts and the hearts of every person present. 

As they prepared to enter the next part of their celebration, Pezzy pulled ___ closer, her head resting against his shoulder. “Forever feels pretty wonderful with you,” he murmured.

“Yes, it does,” she replied, smiling up at him as they stepped into the embrace of their loved ones, ready to dance, celebrate, and weave their love story into the tapestry of their lives.

Stormy Conversation

Summary: Grizzy needs to talk to you, but what's it about?

TW: Slight angst, established relationship, healthy communication

In the heart of Texas, a storm brewed fiercely outside. The thunder rumbled like an old giant’s growl, while the wind seemed to dance wildly, sending rain cascading down the windows like a shimmering veil. It was on this tempestuous day, inside a cozy kitchen alive with the aroma of cinnamon and fresh-baked cookies, that two souls found themselves on the verge of a monumental conversation.

You leaned against the cool granite island, glancing at the flickering lights that hinted at the storm’s power. Across from you, Grizzy stood with a furrowed brow, a serious expression shadowing his usually jovial demeanor. His tousled hair fell across his forehead, damp from the humidity that clung to the air, and with a deep breath, he spoke—his voice barely rising above the thunder.

“You don’t know me,” he began, each word heavy with unspoken emotions. “I’m not the same person anymore.”

The kitchen seemed to grow quieter, the storm momentarily a background chorus to this pivotal moment. You watched him closely, the eyes that sparkled with warmth now clouded with uncertainty. Memories of laughter and late-night talks flooded your mind—fragments of the Grizzy you had always known, the man who could light up any room with his charm and kindness.

As the rain drummed steadily against the roof, you nodded slowly, acknowledging the gravity of his words. “That’s okay,” you replied, your voice steady but gentle. “I’ll get to know you again.”

Your words hung in the air, tentative yet resolute, bridging the chasm his revelation seemed to create. You stepped closer to him, the bond between the two of you pulsing like the distant thunder. “People change, Grizzy. Life happens. But I believe in what we’ve built, and I’m willing to explore this new version of you.”

He looked at you, vulnerability softening his features. The storm outside continued to rage, but in that warm kitchen, a spark of hope ignited. Grizzy took a step toward you, and as he did, the clouds swirling in his eyes began to clear. “I’m scared,” he admitted quietly. “Scared of losing what we had and unsure if I can be who you need me to be.”

You smiled softly, reaching out to take his hand, feeling the steadiness of his heartbeat resonating through your fingertips. “You don’t have to be who I need you to be. Just be yourself. Let’s navigate this together, one step at a time.”

In that moment, the storm outside began to soften, as if it too were responding to the warmth of the rekindled connection between you. The sounds of rain drizzling against the windows were now a soothing symphony, encouraging you both to let the past mingle with the present.

“Let’s start with the little things,” you suggested, a playful glint in your eye. “Tell me what you love now. What makes you tick?”

Grizzy chuckled lightly, the tension dissolving as he recounted tales of new interests—adventures in painting, a fascination with the stars, and stories of friendship that had shaped him recently. Each word opened doors to understanding, laughter echoing in the kitchen as the warmth from the oven mingled with the chemistry between you.

Deep in Your- Pezzy x F!Reader

Summary: Out of context clip from chat- Link at the bottom of the short story

TW: female pronouns, established relationship, cursing, use of "orgasm" word, use of "Fat girl moments" if i missed anything lmk <3

“Guys, if you didn't know already my girlfriend is a big back.” Pezzy commented

“HEY! Now, there is nothing wrong with eating good food. I work it off in the gym with Grizzy and my job has a lot of stairs I gotta climb.” I snapped back at him with my arms crossed with a pouty lip as he laughed at me being slightly offended

“Baby, I know, I know.” Pezzy tried to console me as I was pouting beside him.

“Mhm sure anyway chat, the people in texas, have y’all tried the new- um, oh god what was it called? The new dish at Potente, anyway I don't remember what it was called.” I stumbled through my memory of the name.

“It was a big ass bowl of pasta. Hold up, let me look at the picture, yes chat, I took a picture of their menu.” I said while giving the camera a side eye, answering a question that was probably gonna get asked. 

“See guys, this is what I mean!” Pezzy pointed out

I held up my left pointer finger to his lips to shush him, calling me out for doing fat girl moments, like Grizzy fat moments. I kept scrolling while Pezzy kept talking to chat, until I found my picture of the menu. 

“OH, I found it! The dish is called AGNOLOTTI. It is made with jumbo lump blue crab, fire roasted artichoke, fennel bulb and vermentino bianco.” I exclaimed happily to Pezzy and chat.

“Peeps, when I tell you this dish was so good that I ordered two, I’m not fucking joking. It was like an orgasm in my mouth and deep in my stomach.” I explained to chat since Pezzy knew I brought leftovers home when I got back.

“Guys do you like it deep up in your stomach?” Pezzy blurted out his questions without hesitation. Once he realized what he said out loud, his smile started growing like the Grinch's heart. He started laughing and leaning to the right laying his head on his desk while I looked at him as if he was crazy. I chuckled, shaking my head, with him but kept looking at the menu picture wanting to go back. 

I manhandled the mic over to my side of the desk and looked directly into the camera, as Pezzy was still laughing his head off.

“Yes, baby I love it deep in my stomach.” I answered his question. I changed my gaze towards Pezzy and he was slightly shocked. When his brain clicked, I took the mic, he snatched it back. After he got his microphone situated, he looked at me as if I had two heads with what I said. I shrugged my shoulders wearing an innocent look on my face.

“Babe, you didn't have to announce that in front of- wait how many people do i have in this stream?” Pezzy questioned, scrambling to see how many viewers he has.

“BABE! There’s over three thousand people here!” he yelled at me but in shock

“No one needs to know our sex life.” He commented to me

“Who said anything about our sex life?” I questioned innocently

“I was talking about the food from the restaurant being all in my guts.” I said in a funny voice, wiggling my eyebrows. 

“Oh my god, you're unbelievable.” he shook his head.

“I love you babe.” I leaned over to his right ear and kissed his cheek.

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Clooless Comfort

Summary: There lived a group of friends who shared not just a space but their lives, hopes, and dreams. Among them was you—someone who was once vibrant and full of laughter but had slowly retreated into the shadows of your own mind. Invisible barriers had formed around your heart, a self-made fortress cloaked in silence. (Trying something new)

TW: Cancer mentioned (not you), platonic relationships, angst, depression, comfort, stress.

For months, I had felt the weight of the world pressing down on my body. Each day became a monotonous blur of work and solitude. Friends become mere echoes in the background as I drift deeper into my room, isolating myself from their concern and companionship. I had perfected the art of smiling on the outside while wilting on the inside.

One dreary evening, as rain drummed steadily against the windows, my friends gathered in the living room—a bright corner of the house that seemed miles away from where you hid. They laughed, shared stories, and poured themselves into supportive banter, but in a moment of vulnerability, Puffer’s voice cut through the laughter. 

"She's cracking. She hides it well, but she's one bad day away from a full breakdown," he said, concern etched in his tone.

A chill ran through my spine, a mixture of guilt and fear. I wasn't trying to crack up; I just wanted to figure things out. But the way he articulated my struggle felt like a spotlight, and the shadows of the stairwell felt suffocating. 

"Goddammit. None of us can afford that right now," ElasticDroid chimed in. His deep, rumbling voice carried weight, and my heart sank as Pezzy and Grizzy nodded in agreement. The anxiety in their voices was palpable.

Hearing their unease, I instinctively reacted—not by reaching out, but by retreating into my sanctuary. I calmly walked to your room, but as my door clicked shut behind me, I could hear Pezzy's footsteps growing louder, determined to bridge the distance you had erected.

“No, no, no,” I whispered to yourself, panic creeping in as I dashed for my bed, hoping to disappear under its heavy blankets. I buried myself in the covers, my heart pounding. I Didn't want them to see me like this; I really didn’t want to become a burden.

But there’s an old saying momma used to say: "You can’t fight the storm, but you can learn how to dance in the rain." As I lay there, an unexpected thought crossed your mind. What if I didn’t have to fight alone? What if I let them in, just a little bit? What if I just listen to momma once last time? The fleeting warmth of possibility flutters in your chest.

Meanwhile, Pezzy, full of determination, knocked softly on your door. "Hey… are you okay in there?" His voice was gentle, a stark contrast to my inner turmoil. It was an invitation—one that could either lead to more walls being built or a shared burden becoming lighter.

At that moment, I had a choice but chose it quickly. I could open the door and let them in... or remain bound to the silence. Taking a shaky breath, I emerged from your cocoon of comfort, feeling the cool air brush against my skin.

I Stood by the door for a moment, then turned the knob, swinging it open slowly. Pezzy’s eyes widened, concern lingering, but there was warmth to—a promise that no journey was meant to be taken alone.

“Hey,” you said softly, vulnerability spilling into the space between you. “Can we talk?”

One by one, my friends came closer, filling my room with their presence. No longer just shadows on the wall, they were bright lights guiding me back home.

Pezzy, his brow furrowed with compassion, stepped forward first. “Of course we can talk. That’s what we’re here for.” He leaned against the doorframe, a comforting pillar of support, his smile warm and encouraging. 

Grizzy shuffled in behind him, a little uncertain but eager to help. “We’ve all been worried, you know? We miss you. It’s not the same when you’re not around.” His voice was gentle, but the sincerity in his eyes cut through the tension that had settled in your space.

Puffer glanced at the remnants of your cluttered room—discarded clothes, unmade bed, and scattered notebooks—before turning to you with a reassuring nod. “No judgment here. We all have our things. We’re just glad you’re ready to talk.”

Droid, usually the jokester, stood back, hands shoved in his pockets. His expressive eyes conveyed a seriousness that made the air almost tangible. “We’re a team, right? You don’t have to carry anything alone. Just let us in.”

I took a deep breath, the atmosphere buzzing with unspoken support. “I didn’t want to burden you. I thought I could handle it,” I finally admitted, my voice wavering. “But it’s been hard… really hard.”

“Life gets heavy sometimes. We’re here for the good and the bad,” Pezzy replied softly, taking a seat on the edge of your bed. “You don’t have to be strong all the time.”

I felt the tears prick my eyes as the weight of their understanding washed over me. It was strange to feel so fragile yet so supported at the same time. “I just… I don’t know how to start.”

“Start anywhere,” ElasticDroid encouraged, gesturing exaggeratedly as if inviting you to choose your own adventure. “Share a thought, a feeling, or even just what kind of snacks you want. Just let it out.”

“Momma is back in the hospital, her cancer got worse, her medical bills are piling up, I just don't know how to handle this anymore.” I broke down in tears, sobbing my heart out. The words spilled out like a river, each one heavy with the weight of your unspoken anguish. You felt the dam break, emotions rushing forth in a torrent that had been carefully bottled up for too long. The room around you seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with compassion as your friends leaned closer, their eyes wide with concern and empathy.

Pezzy was the first to act, jumping off the bed and enveloping you in a comforting embrace. “Oh no… I’m so sorry,” he murmured into your hair, his voice soft like the gentle rustle of leaves. His warmth seeped into you, a lifeline in your despair.

Grizzy was soon by your side, placing a hand on your back, rubbing gentle circles as you let your sobs echo in the room. “You don’t have to carry this alone,” he said, his voice steady and kind.

“Yeah, we’re here for you. We’ll figure it out together,” ElasticDroid chimed in, his eyes a mix of concern and determination. “What can we do to help?”

As the tears fell, I felt the storm of emotions begin to settle, grounding me in their combined support. “I just feel so lost,” I choked between sobs, catching fragments of breath. “Momma is my rock, and now… I can't even be there for her like I want. I’m terrified.”

Droid, had shifted from levity to sincerity. “It’s okay to feel scared. You’re facing something unimaginable. But remember, you don’t have to tackle it all at once. Take it one step at a time. We can help you figure out what you need to do.”

With each shared sentiment, I felt the isolation that had enveloped my heart beginning to thaw. It was as if they were casting aside the fog, allowing in the light of support and understanding. I took a moment to breathe, trying to collect my scattered thoughts, knowing that there was strength in vulnerability.

“What if we work together to help with the bills? We could organize a fundraiser or pitch in ourselves,” Grizzy suggested, his brown eyes earnest and hopeful. “We all stream, we could have a game night fundraiser—anything to raise some money.”

“I can help with the online part,” ElasticDroid added eagerly, already brainstorming how to leverage social media to support you. “We can get the word out about your mom, her story… people can be surprisingly generous.”

“You’re not alone in this, okay?” Pezzy reiterated, his thumb gently wiping away the tears from my cheek. “You have a whole team behind you. We’ll figure out the logistics together.”

As I listened to their ideas, a sliver of hope began to pierce through the heaviness in my heart. I realized how fortunate I was to have friends who genuinely cared, who wanted to fight alongside me instead of watching you struggle alone. In that moment, I learned that it wasn’t just about your mom’s illness or the mounting bills; it was about allowing others to show up for you.

“I… I don’t know what I would do without you guys. Thank you for stepping up,” I managed to say, gratitude swelling in your chest. “I just didn’t want to be a burden.”

“You’re not a burden,” ElasticDroid said firmly, shaking his head. “We want to help. Your family, and nobody turns their back on family. That’s not how this works.”

As you took a deep breath, the full reality of your situation began to shift. Yes, the road ahead would be difficult, and the challenges were daunting—but you no longer felt like you were walking it alone. You had your friends, and they had your back.

I don’t know if you are still taking requests or not. If you are I would really like to get one with Droid and him proposing to reader please. I loved the Pezzy one you did it was so cute.

Veiled Wedding

Summary: Truth or Hydrate made some tea spill, that Droid was not ready to spill just yet...

TW: Established relationship. kisses, alcohol, drinking, lmk if I missed anything

“Droid you're the type of person to go to Dallas but not tell anybody.” Pezzy exclaimed on the group discussion of him going M.I.A and not responding to text messages. “You told your chat not to tell me!” Pezzy claimed offendly. 

“Uh, I never said that.” Droid defended himself with a very offended look when Pezzy said that.

“Droid you literally told no one that youre married.” Puffer said calmly drunk

“WAIT WHAT!?” Grizzy yelled in shock, not knowing that his friend was in a very secret loyal relationship.

“Huh-oh, hehe chat looks like truth or hydrate spilled a little bit more than was supposed.” Droid laughed off the tension and dirty look towards Puffer.

“Wait, huh?” Pezzy looked around the room confusingly, as the air was tense and then Droid sunk back into his spot on the couch.

“Okay, okay, okay, i'll spill cause i need to get it out there anyway and my wife and I were talking about going public but not fully.” Droid settles the guys down as he was sobering himself up to tell the story. 

“We went to The Big Bend National Park spontaneously which I knew was the right moment….

It was a scorching summer day in Texas, and the sun was beating down on the arid landscape of Big Bend National Park. But in a secluded oasis, surrounded by lush greenery and towering trees, a majestic waterfall cascaded down a rocky cliff, creating a misty veil that rose into the air. The sound of rushing water filled the atmosphere, and the smell of wet earth and blooming flowers wafted through the air.

He had been in a long-term relationship with his lovely girlfriend, ___, and he had decided that this was the perfect moment to propose to her. As they arrived at the park, ElasticDroid couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness.

As they made their way through the park, hand in hand, they stumbled upon the breathtaking waterfall. The force of the water created a natural pool at its base, and ___, being the free-spirited person she was, couldn't resist the urge to jump in. ElasticDroid followed suit, and they spent the next hour playing and prancing in the cool, clear water.

As they splashed around, ElasticDroid couldn't help but steal glances at ___, taking in her beautiful smile and sparkling eyes. He knew that this was the moment he had been waiting for. He carefully reached into his waterproof pocket and retrieved a small, exquisite box.

As they stood under the waterfall, the roar of the water creating a sense of intimacy, ElasticDroid took ___'s hand and led her to a secluded spot behind the falls. The sound of the water grew louder, and the mist created a romantic veil around them.

ElasticDroid got down on one knee, his metallic joints creaking softly, and looked up at ___ with adoration in his eyes. "___," he said, his voice trembling with emotion, "from the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me. You are my partner, my best friend, and my soulmate. Will you marry me?"

As he opened the box, revealing a stunning diamond ring, ___'s eyes widened in surprise. Tears of joy began to well up in her eyes, and she nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, yes, a million times yes!" she exclaimed, as ElasticDroid slid the ring onto her finger.

The sound of the waterfall seemed to grow louder, as if nature itself was celebrating their love. ElasticDroid stood up, and they shared a passionate kiss, the mist of the waterfall surrounding them like a magical aura.

As they pulled apart from their kiss, laughter bubbled up between them, harmonizing with the symphony of the waterfall's cascading water. The air was filled with the freshness of the water, and with each breath, ElasticDroid felt a spark of energy course through his circuits. ___, too, felt the warmth of love radiate within her, a feeling that seemed to dance in sync with the water droplets that sprinkled down like twinkling stars.

“Can you believe we’re finally engaged?” ___ said, her eyes bright with happiness. She twirled, allowing the mist to envelop her, and twinkled in the sunlight like dew on grass. ElasticDroid watched her with affection, marveling at the way the sunlight played with her hair.

With the sun beginning to set, the golden light danced over the water casting everything in a magical glow. They spent the rest of the afternoon talking, laughing, and indulging themselves into playing and taking pictures in the water. They envisioned the future filled with joy, exploration, and plenty more adventures to write about—together.

"We decided to keep our relationship private, away from the prying eyes of our friends and gaming community. We didn't want anything to distract us from our love for each other or our gaming habits," Droid explained.

The room fell silent, as the weight of Droid's story sunk in. Puffer, still chuckling, finally managed to compose himself.

"Dude, that's... that's actually really cool," he said, a genuine smile spreading across his face.

Grizzy and Pezzy nodded in agreement, their expressions a mix of surprise, happiness, and curiosity.

“But you admit that you do go M.I.A a lot?” Puffer joked trying to change the topic back towards the stream

“Yes, yes I do but it was mostly because of my wife and if we had plans already.” Droid says shushing him so no more teasing happens, “Also Chat, I will post a little thing on instagram of it and our wedding was literally done there like 30-45 minutes after .It was basically a waterfall wedding, in the Big Bend National Park.” 

“Wait, hold on!” Grizzy leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with intrigue. “You had a waterfall wedding? How epic is that? What was it like?”

Droid’s face broke into a broad smile as he took a deep breath, remembering that day. “It was a total whirlwind! The sounds of rushing water surrounded us as nature played the most beautiful symphony. The sun shone down through the trees and lit the water up in this golden hue. We said our vows standing in the mist, our friends hiding nearby, and only the wildlife as our witnesses."

“Wildlife? Like squirrels and deer?” Pezzy piped in, eager for details.

“Absolutely! A curious deer peered from behind a tree, and I swear, I saw a few birds fluttering around us like they were our cheering squad,” Droid said with a chuckle. “And when we exchanged rings, a sudden breeze swept through, creating a rainbow in the mist as if even nature was blessing our union.”

“Dude, that sounds like something out of a fantasy movie!” Puffer exclaimed, eyes wide. “I can just picture it: love, adventure, and a touch of magic!”

“Exactly!” Grizzy chimed in. “But tell me, how did you keep it a secret? Not a single hint dropped in your streams?”

Droid grinned mischievously. “We were sneaky! We took a few gaming breaks without telling anyone. We’d buy food and claim it was a late-night gaming fuel trip. The real trick was timing; our wedding was just a quick detour on a road trip where we played in the beautiful national park.”

“Wow, so you’re telling me you had the ultimate wedding?" Pezzy laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "That’s the goal right there!"

“Not to mention privacy! It allowed us to focus on what truly mattered: each other,” Droid added softly, his eyes glowing with affection as he glanced at his friends for approval.

“If only more people could see how beautiful things can be when you don’t let the world interfere,” Puffer said thoughtfully. “It's like in gaming; sometimes you have to take the side quests to unlock the real rewards.”

“Very true!” Grizzy said, raising a finger as if struck by inspiration. “And speaking of side quests... How about we create a party mission to help you find the perfect honeymoon destination? We could stream it and make it interactive!”

“Now that’s an idea!” Droid declared, chuckling. “We could call it ‘Gamer’s Guide to Love’ or something like that.”

The laughter bubbled up once more, the room alive with the sound of friendship and fun. They started brainstorming, filling the air with suggestions from Italy beaches to Canada wherever the wind took them. 

“Alright back to the stream guys.” Droid clasped his hands together as he reached for a card from the ‘Truth or Drink’ card stack.

LOOK AT THIS! WE LOVE THIS! WE APPRECIATE THIS! AHHH

Bed Chem - Pezzy x Reader

Summary: Reader is a famous musician performing their hit song, Bed Chem, with a special surprise at the end.

cw: f!reader, suggestive material

AN: Heavily inspired by @chaos-chloe's fic Juno! Thought I'd try my hand at one of my favorite songs from Sabrina Carpenter, ending pose inspired from the Nashville show!

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As I was finishing laying my heart on stage during “Lie To Girls”, I caught a glimpse of the security guard at the end of the stage signal to Pezzy with a discreet thumbs up which he returned.

The lights go down low as we all get in our spots for one of my favorite numbers, “Bed Chem”. It’s all about love, sultriness, and embodying the sexiest part of ourselves. My outfit, with the little see-through shawl, is so cute and adds the perfect amount of sexy coverage.

As I hear the opening beats, I get into position laying on the round bed cornered on the stage. My dancers, strutting along with the screen curtains, closing them as we get a little steamy for this next song.

I smile at the camera hidden above me while my picture blooms on the screens to my adoring audience. 

If Pezzy’s jaw could drop any farther, it would be on the floor like a cartoon character. He looks to the guys, eyes almost bulging out, in adoration for his girlfriend. The guys were wearing big smiles in support of their best friend, Grizzy patting his back hard out of excitement.

“Bro, look at your girl!” Grizzy says.

“I was expecting a lot but this is even better,” Pezzy said, turning into the widest smile he could muster.

Feeling the energy from the crowd, I wink towards the camera as I began the first verse.

“I was in a sheer dress the day that we met

We were both in a rush, we talked for a sec”

I sang, switching my arm and leg positions to add some alluring energy to my performance.

“You're friendin' me up so we could connect

And what are the odds? You sent me a text”

I sang, thinking about how Pezzy and I first met. I was good friends with Grizzy for a few years due to our music connection, featuring on some of his unreleased beats he was working on. I ended up over their house for a party they were throwing and Pezzy immediately caught my eye. 

We talked for hours at that party and the next day, he added me on everything, including Discord, and we got to chatting. A lot.

“And now the next thing I know, I'm like

Manifest that you're oversized

I digress, got me scrollin' like

Out of breath, got me goin' like”

I can’t lie, the second he followed me I did a little deep dive on his Instagram. This line reigns true to exactly how I felt seeing his posts for the first time. How adorable his smile was, how big that mirror is…

As I continue the vocals, I turn to the opening on the bed as the curtains open up to reveal me to the audience for the first time. I am greeted by the roars of screams of my fans.

“Who's the cute boy with the white jacket

And the thick accent? Like

Ooh (ah)”

My brain immediately goes to my love for Pezzy’s fashion sense. His countless jackets, my favorite being his varsity ones, were my inspiration. He always shows up and out when planning his outfits; simple but stylish.

“Maybe it's all in my head

But I bet we'd have really good bed chem”

My dancers (aka best friends) joined me on the bed on stage, pulling off their choreography seamlessly. I join them in the movements, feeling like I’m floating with adrenaline, being able to do the job I love, performing for the love of my life.

“How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense

How you talk so sweet when you're doin' bad things”

One of my favorite lines, I make eye contact with Pezzy right in front of me, signaling a spark between us that is only getting stronger. I hold the contact with him for the next few lines as I get on all fours, seeing a slight smirk on his face.

“That's bed (bed) chem (chem)

How you're lookin' at me, yeah, I know what that means and I'm obsessed

Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good-”

My girls come file next to and behind me getting ready for the next verse, a cheeky play on words that seems to be in everyone’s head. 

“Come ride on me, I mean, camaraderie

Said you're not in my time zone but you wanna be

Where art thou? Why not upon-eth me?

See it in my mind, let's fulfill the prophecy”

The teasing choreography only added to the screams of the audience. Hearing the audience sing my lyrics back to me was even more fulfilling, bringing a sense of joy and fun to humans that want to let loose and embrace our connection of love.

“Who's the cute guy with the wide, blue eyes

And the big bad mm? Like”

I twirl my hair around my finger, finding Pezzy again in the audience, looking for his bright eyes. Every one of our movements are calculated and I especially needed that calculated look to be right on him for this song.

“I know it sound a bit redundant”

I sing, as I drop it low, legs spread, eyes on him. The audience is quite hard to see in this lighting but I think you could see his jaw drop from across the arena. His jaw drop turned into his cheeky smile he does, his tongue caught in his teeth, as he shakes his head at me in disbelief.

But I bet we'd have really good bed chem”

My male dancers joined me on stage, about to take their respective  partners of my girl dancers for the rest of the song, producing their own pretend “bed chem” on stage.

“How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense (just makes sense)

How you talk so sweet when you're doin' bad things

That's bed (bed) chem (oh, that's bed chem)

How you're lookin' at me, yeah, I know what that means and I'm obsessed (so obsessed)

Are you free next week? I bet we'd have really good (bed chem)”

I look around at my girls on the bed with the biggest smiles on their faces as we roll around the bed, hitting the sexiest poses we could think of, hitting each beat as I deliver my next lines.

“And I bet we'd both arrive at the same time (bed chem)

And I bet the thermostat's set at six-nine (bed chem)

And I bet it's even better than in my head (my, ooh)”

During the interlude of the song, we do a little choreography laying on the bed as the camera comes back above us. 

Pezzy gives a goofy salute to the boys as he gets over the barricade they were standing at. They all look at him like he was crazy, Grizzy trying to grab his shoulder but decides against it because he knows what he’s doing. Right?

The security guard escorts him to the side of the stage quickly so he can make his big cue. Girls are screaming as they see him being escorted, wondering what was going on. 

As I deliver the vocals for the last chorus, we come back to the audience as my girls slowly slink off the bed to go to their stage partners. 

I look out at the audience and make out the figures of the guys, minus one, knowing my plan is in action. At this point, Pezzy is backstage, holding the camera that will cast his perspective of me to my enamoured fans.

I am the last one on the bed, getting out of the straddle position I was in. I look in the side mirror and catch the eyes of Pezzy, waiting for his turn with the most evil smile I have ever seen on him. It was one of pride, mischief, and love in his smile and eyes. 

I smirk back, milking the situation we are in as much as I can. Looking at myself in the back mirror, I get on all fours and push my butt out to the audience which was met with screams from everyone.

Pezzy sneaks out from behind the set with his camera, making sure to get some good angles (as I told him to do) which are shown on the big screens.

“Oh shit!” As if it couldn’t get more distinct in voices, we could tell it was Droid and Grizzy screaming for us. Puffer just stood astounded that 1) Pezzy is doing this and 2) he’s doing it in front of thousands of people. 

He’s in front of thousands of people on the daily for streams, but this? Never would’ve seen it coming.

I mouth ‘Hi baby’ and wave to the camera between my vocalizations before the camera cuts out and the curtains close on the bed.

Only left with our silhouettes, I grab his face and give him a quick but big kiss before doing our rehearsed ending sequence.

I grab the fuzzy handcuffs from under one of the pillows and wave them in his face. He grabs them from my hand and pushes me down on the bed and spreads my legs and moves closer on his knees to me.

Too quickly, the silhouette fades and is replaced by a kiss print to save the rest to imagination.

We ran backstage since I have to go do a quick change for the next segment of the show but not before I planted a big kiss and hug on him.

“You were so incredible,” Pezzy says, bear hugging me. 

“Thank you, I really am so happy you did this, you make me so happy,” I say, holding his cheeks.

He kisses me on the forehead as he goes back with the security guard back to their spots in the audience. He was met back with aggressive head rubs and pats on the back for their buddy, ready for whatever more the show has to offer.

Goddess In the Kitchen

Summary: The atmosphere in the small house was filled with the soft hum of Grizzy’s streaming setup. His focus was glued to the vibrant screen, a world of digital adventures unfolding around him. In a kitchen not far away, the tantalizing aromas of a homemade meal wafted through the air, You had been busy preparing a feast.

Tw: Established Relationship

With a gentle knock on the door to his streaming room, I called out, “Grizzy, can I come in?”

“Absolutely, come on in!” came his enthusiastic reply, tinged with excitement that already made me smile.

I pushed open the door, stepping into his world. He paused, his gaze shifting from the screen to me, his eyes lighting up like fireworks on a summer night. There I stood in his doorway to his office, holding the steaming plates, haloed by warmth and love. 

“Whoa,” he exclaimed, his jaw dropping in exaggerated disbelief. “What is this? Are you a wizard? A culinary goddess? Because I was just about to order DoorDash, but now… now I’m not sure why I even thought about it!”

I chuckled softly, pride swelling in my chest as I placed the dish on his desk beside his gaming setup. “Just a little something I whipped up. I know you haven't eaten yet.”

Grizzy leaned back in his chair, momentarily forgetting about this live stream and his discord call; immersing himself in the present. “You are THIS close to being the perfect partner,” he joked, holding up his fingers, barely an inch apart. “Do you know what this means? I’m in the presence of culinary royalty.”

His playful worship made my heart flutter. “Royalty needs to eat,” I teased back, staring at the plate of my delicious spread. “Besides, I wouldn’t let you starve while you’re busy working, now would I?”

“No, absolutely not!” he declared, reaching for the plate I offered him. Taking the first bite, his eyes widened in utter astonishment, and he erupted into praise. “Oh, my stars! This is AMAZING! How do you do it? Like, are you secretly a chef? Am I dating Gordon Ramsay?”

I laughed, enjoying his theatrics, but trying to focus on the moment. “No fancy chefs here, just a girl who loves her boyfriend and knows his favorite meals.”

“Lucky me!” Grizzy exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious. As he devoured the meal, he continued to send good-natured, exaggerated praises my way, lifting my spirits and filling the room with laughter. “I can’t believe I’ve been debating on takeout. This is the wife material I never knew I needed! You’ve set the bar so high, I don’t think I can ever have takeout again!”

“You’re too much,” I said, playfully rolling my eyes, my heart swelling with affection. “Just wait until I experiment with baking. That’s when my true power will be revealed!”

“Bring it on!” he cheered, diving back into his meal with renewed vigor. “I’m ready for the ultimate dessert showdown!”

As I laughed and shared bites of food, the energy in the room shifted from the digital lights of gaming to the warm, comforting glow of companionship.

“Sorry guys, back to the game and sorry chat. She is just amazing, I SWEAR!” I heard him yell in enthusiasm, as I was walking back to the kitchen; to put up leftovers and do the dirty dishes.

The Saviour of The Day

Summary: On this particular day, __ had a grueling 12-hour shift ahead of her at the hospital, and in the whirlwind of preparing for work, she had forgotten to pack her beloved homemade lunch.

TW: Established relationship, nurse!reader, kisses, loving partner

As the hours ticked away, the stress of the shift crept in, not just from the fatigue of tending to her patients, but also from the gnawing hunger that settled in her stomach. She tried to focus on her tasks—the beeping monitors, the whirl of doctors and nurses, and the grateful smiles from her patients—but all she could think about was how much she missed her delicious lunch, a special recipe from her mom that she looked forward to every day.

Meanwhile, her loving boyfriend, Droid, was at home, eagerly anticipating her lunch break. He knew how hard __ worked and how much she appreciated the flavors of home cooked meals. An idea popped into his head: why not surprise her with an authentic Mexican lunch? He quickly gathered the ingredients and began crafting a masterpiece—three tacos filled with slow-cooked chicken marinated in spices, fresh cilantro, onions, avocado, and a side of zesty salsa. The aroma filled his little kitchen, a blend of comfort and love, as he carefully packed everything into a vibrant container adorned with a photo of their happiest moments together.

As the clock struck noon, Droid set out on his little adventure. He hurried through the busy streets, navigating between other lunch-seekers and dodging the simmering heat of the midday sun. Arriving at the hospital, his heart raced; he couldn’t wait to see the look on __'s face when he surprised her. He made his way to the nurses’ station, his smile as bright as the sun, and asked where he could find her.

With a little guidance, Droid found her in the break room, looking momentarily overwhelmed as she fidgeted with the leftovers of her nurse colleague’s vending machine snack. Just as she turned to pour herself some water, she caught sight of Droid through the doorway, holding the colorful container like a beacon of hope.

“__!” he called, his face lighting up with joy. She spun around, and time seemed to pause for just a moment. When she recognized the food, tears welled in her eyes—happy tears for a love so thoughtful, so kind. It was a moment of pure connection amidst the chaos of her day.

“Droid!” she exclaimed, rushing toward him in a whirlwind of emotion. He wrapped her in a warm embrace, the world around them disappearing as they stood in the glow of their affection. She felt cherished, every ounce of the day’s fatigue lifting in that moment. “I can’t believe you did this for me!”

Droid grinned, pulling away just enough to look into her eyes. “I couldn’t let my favorite nurse go hungry. I know how much you love your tacos, and you deserve a real lunch break. Let’s eat!”

They sat together at a small table in the break room, the brightly colored container between them like a treasure chest. As she savored each bite, __ felt grateful not just for the meal but for the love that Droid put into it. The spicy, warm flavors danced on her tongue, and the laughter they shared filled the room with a comforting ambiance that made even the hard day feel lighter.

With every bite, their conversation flowed easily, reminders of joy and plans for their next outing sparking excitement. For those precious few minutes, they shared not just a meal, but a sanctuary from the bustling world outside—two hearts intertwined, sharing a moment of simple happiness in the midst of life’s frantic pace.

As __ reluctantly prepared to return to her duties, she kissed Droid softly, promising to save the rest of the tacos for later. They exchanged a hopeful gaze, knowing that love could transform even the busiest of days into something special.