Fanfication - Blog Posts

Clooless Queen

Summary: In the vibrant world of the Clooless Podcast, the air was electric with excitement. Grizzy, Puffer, Droid, and Pezzy were bustling around, their chatter filled with laughter and enthusiasm as they set the stage for their latest adventure. This time, it wasn't just about banter; it was about showcasing their newly dropped merch, and who better to model it than their very own Clooless Queen?

TW: play flirting

The day began with a spin on the bikes. Clad in the latest colorful jackets emblazoned with quirky designs and the iconic Clooless logo, I hopped onto my bike, the wind whipping through my hair. Grizzy captured the moment, snapping a pic as I zoomed past him, striking a pose mid-pedal with a playful grin. 

Next, it was Pezzy’s turn. With a cheeky grin, he offered me a ride on his custom bike, adorned with every sticker imaginable. I climbed on, laughing as the bike wobbled playfully beneath us. Grizzy caught a shot of us zooming around, a dynamic duo resembling a scene straight out of a cartoon. 

Then came the iconic “Clooless Koala Bear” moment. I playfully hopped onto Droid's back while he pretended to be massively burdened, stumbling around while everyone else erupted in guttural laughter. "Look at the Clooless Queen taking her royal ride," Puffer joked, camera in hand to immortalize our fun-filled moments. I felt like the star of a sensational circus act, draped in Clooless gear, cheerful as can be.

The laughter crescendoed as we moved to the arcade. My competitive spirit came alive; we challenged each other to a heated showdown in a retro arcade game. With the pixels flashing before my eyes, I knocked out the highest score, echoing cheers from the crew. “Clooless Queen strikes again!” Droid yelled, tossing a high five my way. 

And just when I thought the day couldn't get any better, we all gathered for a collective photo shoot, the sun setting behind us casting golden light over our shenanigans. Puffer, trying to flirt in his own unique way, declared, “With you wearing those Clooless threads, the world better get ready to recognize the Clooless Queen,” making everyone laugh endlessly at his charming offbeat bravado.

The playful banter continued as we struck poses for the camera. I felt like a celebrity, flaunting the merch with each exaggerated flourish—twists, jumps, and mock runway walks. The vibrant colors of our jackets popped against the pastel hues of the sunset, as if we were a walking canvas of joy. 

As the freezing frames captured our animated expressions, Pezzy leaned in closer and whispered, “Seriously, though—no one wears those threads quite like you do. You bring the hype in a whole new way!” The sincerity behind his playful words made my heart swell; I could feel the warmth of their appreciation wrapping around me like one of those cozy cloaks from our merch line.

Coast

Summary: On a sun-drenched Sunday morning, I took to the open road, reveling in the freedom that only a motorcycle can bring. The air was warm, and a gentle breeze brushed against my skin as I maneuvered along the winding pathways that hugged the shores of Lake LBJ, a jewel in the heart of the Texas Hill Country. It was one of those days when life felt electric, the kind of day that beckoned adventure.

TW:

Inspired: Hailee Steinfeld - Coast ft. Anderson .Paak

As I rounded a corner, I spotted him—a lone rider, his bike gleaming in the sun like a polished gem. There was an effortless coolness about him, leather jacket hugging his form snugly, and a helmet perched atop his head. We locked eyes, and in that instant, something clicked. I waved, and to my surprise, he waved back, shifting his machine into gear and following me as we jetted off together.

We rode in tandem, the distant sounds of the world fading beneath the roar of our engines, a symphony of freedom that felt like poetry in motion. I stole glances at him; he wore a grin that matched the sunlight, eyes sparkling with the thrill of the road. We didn’t need words, though they came softly and naturally when we finally pulled off into a gas station—an oasis in our day’s journey.

“Hey, I’m Droid,” he said as we dismounted, the warmth of his voice blending seamlessly with the warmth of the day.

“I’m ___,” I replied, a smile stretching across my face. Something about that name, Droid, felt adventurous in itself.

We filled our tanks, the scent of gasoline mingling with the fragrant breeze, and as we stood there side by side, it felt as though we had known each other for years. Droid pulled out his phone, and after a brief exchange of social media accounts, we were suddenly connected in a way that suggested our paths would cross again. 

Next, we decided to share music. I pulled out my earbuds, and we linked them together—two souls, one rhythm. We started sharing our favorite tracks, laughter spilling into the air as we found common ground in our tastes. That moment felt electric, the sun shining down on our newfound friendship, igniting something deeper, an undeniable spark. 

As the sun slowly dipped down, casting golden hues over the lake, Droid and I made plans to meet again. “How about next weekend?” he suggested, a hint of excitement in his voice. I eagerly agreed, already looking forward to another ride, another adventure. 

Little did we know, our one-time Sunday drive morphed into a tradition. I found myself making the 1.5-hour journey to see him often, each trip bringing a sense of anticipation that coursed through me like wind through hair. Each ride was a new adventure, and with every mile that stretched between us, I felt our bond grow stronger. Conversations flowed under vivid Texas skies, punctuated by laughter and shared dreams. I learned about him—his passions, his past, his love for the open road.

Before long, visits turned into something more. Our initial adventure blossomed into memories—a road trip down winding highways, starlit campfire nights, and quiet moments by the lake where we could simply be ourselves. Droid became my confidant, my partner, my companion in this journey through life.

Roblox Shenanigans - Pezzy x Reader

Summary: You and Pezzy play Roblox Doors {Clip inspo, link at the bottom}

TW: cursing, established relationship,

It was an ordinary Thursday in our extraordinary realm. The sun had set, casting a soft glow over our screens, and the rain pattered gently against the window, almost synchronizing with the rhythm of our keyboards, when Pezzy and I decided on a challenge. An ambitious one, filled with mysterious tunnels, hidden treasures, and lurking monsters.

“Where do we go, Mrs. Pezzy?” he teased, exaggerating the formality as I regained my composure after my previous mishap. He knew I always had a plan, despite our shenanigans. I could hear his laughter ringing from across the digital divide, making me chuckle as I fought off monsters in our virtual world.

With dramatic flair, I leaned closer to the screen, my character poised at the entrance of the split tunnels: the path of the unknown. “Into the right tunnel!” I declared, confidence lacing my voice. But never had I fathomed that a vile creature would leap from the shadows, its growl reverberating through my headphones—a cacophony of terror. The instant my character was devoured, I felt as if I’d just lost a crucial battle in a war I wasn’t even prepared to fight. 

“Did you die?” he chuckled, muffled behind his hands, still shaking with laughter. I could envision him—his playful grin wielding a power all its own. 

“No,” I said, the witty sarcasm dripping off my tongue. I slapped my forehead dramatically, accentuating my severe case of digital misfortune, despite the chuckles exploding like fireworks from Pezzy on the other side of the microphone. His laughter echoed louder than the game itself, a spellbinding melody composed by sheer joy.

As his laughter echoed into the digital abyss, Pezzy's character stood frozen before the ominous Door 0131, a gate to untold nightmares. “Alright it’s this one, duh.” He said overly cocky, I watched as he confidently approached, excitement shimmering in his words. It was the perfect setup for chaos, and I could hardly keep my composure, knowing I would soon be gifted with a front-row seat to his impending fate.

“That was so funny, how that just happened,” Pezzy remarked, still trying to gather his breath from my previous misadventure. His character seemed to leer at mine with a hint of defiance, ready to unravel the mysteries that lurked beyond the door he was about to open.

With a click, the door swung wide, unleashing a flurry of terrifying pixels—a grotesque black blob spiraled forth, tentacles writhing menacingly, and blood-red eyes piercing through the digital heart of the game. Pezzy’s reaction was immediate; a scream erupted from him like a geyser, filling the air with a shockwave of sheer terror.

In that moment, I was overcome with laughter, the kind that blisters the stomach and threatens to burst from every seam. I could feel my cheeks heating up, my skin turning a glossy red like a shiny garnet, as I wheezed for air in my rollercoaster of a reaction. The disconnect of our virtual facades and our real lives allowed for a hilarity that I rarely experience—a shared connection spike across headset wires.

“Oh, karma’s a bitch, ain't it, lovey?” I quipped through my half-laughter, half-gasping breaths, a triumphant smirk plastered across my face.

Pezzy, still rooted to the spot, looked as though the blob had stolen his voice entirely, his character’s legs trembling backward in a parody of cowardice. This was payback long awaited, revenge served cold amidst our friendly rivalry.

Pezzy, still recovering from the unexpected jump scare that had jolted him into disarray, took a moment to recalibrate himself. “Okay, okay, that was totally unexpected!” he exclaimed, his breath hitching between laughter and disbelief. As he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, the remnants of his fright blended with the joy of our shared experience, like the afterglow of a summer storm. “But you don’t have to make it worse by laughing!”

“Ah, but see, that’s the beauty of gaming with you, my dear,” I retorted, still strewn across the floor like a carefree spirit who had just wrestled with the fates. My chair lay abandoned, a testament to the whirlwind of excitement that enveloped us. “It’s all about the unexpected surprises!”

With dramatic flair, I slipped back into my virtual self, my character standing still and composed, facing the ominous portal of Door 0131. Meanwhile, Pezzy’s character bravely wandered back toward the labyrinth, striding confidently toward Door 0129, swirling in an unexpected air of nonchalance. 

With dramatic flair, I stepped back into my virtual self, my character an unyielding statue facing the intimidating Door 0131 once more. The eerie atmosphere wrapped around us, cinematic in its presentation. Meanwhile, Pezzy’s character strolled with exaggerated bravado toward Door 0129, embodying an unexpected air of casual confidence that cracked me up.

“It’s this one, duh!” I exclaimed, the words bubbling up from my core like a playful potion, my virtual arms popping up in a grand gesture of mock authority. I had to seize the moment to jab back at him, throwing his own banter right back at him with a flair that rivaled any Shakespearean actor.

“It’s thise oene, dhuh,” he shot back, his words mumbled and distorted in a comical, over-the-top way. It was as if he was auditioning for some bizarre cartoon villain role—his voice sputtering with the fervor of dramatic mischief. The sheer absurdity sent my sides splitting, laughter erupting uncontrollably, like pie crusts giving way to an explosion of raspberry filling, with each breath pricking at the edge of my sanity.

“You didn’t know either!” he yelled in playful anger, throwing his character's hands up in exaggerated exasperation, a pixelated spectacle that turned my laughter into a full-on bellyache. He was feigning offense, but being with him—his infectious spirit—made everything seem infinitely more entertaining.

“Uhhh, that was actually really good karma,” I managed to say after a series of snorts and gasps, my giggles finally settling into joyous remnants of laughter still dancing through my system. “Tuhh that mimimi!” He mimicked me, dramatizing the absurdness of my words with a snort that would put any comedic performance to shame. 

Pezzy had a goofy face, sticking out his tongue and crossing his eyes, a gleeful caricature of absurdity meant to mirror his playful jab. It was a masterpiece of silliness crafted in a moment of spontaneity, and it only fueled the laughter swirling like a tornado between us.

“Okay, okay!” he said, chuckling himself. “Maybe we should just... collaborate this time? Let’s not get us killed by any more blobs or mysterious doors, please!”

“Fine, fine! But we are going to Door 0129!” I declared, placing a mock-serious tone on my voice to emphasize the gravity of my decision, though the twinkle of playfulness remained in my eyes.

With whimsical determination, we marched together to Door 0129, my finger hovering over the ‘open’ button like a superhero poised for action. The moment of truth approached, and the energy around us was electric, most likely because it was a rush.

Not Clooless Anymore

Summary: Fairly Clooless part2

TW: Cute moments, flirting, lmk if i missed anything

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the Texas landscape, painting the Texas sky with brilliant shades of orange and purple. I stepped out of my car, feeling the warm evening air kiss my toasty skin. I stood outside the familiar neon lights of Waffle House, a sense of excitement bubbling within my body. The day had been filled with the delightful chaos of the Texas fair—blaring music, the intoxicating aroma, and rides that twisted and turned like my own thoughts and insecurities.

The Texas fair had been a whirlwind of laughter, cotton candy, and the thrilling rush of adrenaline, but now, the promise of crispy waffles, cheesy hash browns, and the company oF the boys made my heart flutter in anticipation.

I checked my phone, squinting in the twilight to see if the others were here. It wasn’t long before I spotted Droid’s unmistakable truck rolling into the parking lot, followed closely by Puffer and Grizzy in their flashy Sedans. And then, like a flash of dark thunder, Pezzy roared into view on his sleek black motorcycle, the engine’s purr blending in with the fading sounds of the fair.

"Hey, ___!" Grizzy shouted as he bounded over from his car, excitement practically radiating from him like the setting sun behind them. He wore his trademark grin, one that always made situations feel a little brighter.

“____! Over here!” Droid called, tossing her a casual wave as he parked his truck. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of the boys, my grin widening as they hopped out of their cars, laughter spilling out into the cooling evening air.

“Did anyone win a stuffed animal?” I asked, turning to see Droid, who was carrying a massive teddy bear tucked under his arm. I also noticed a big push toy poking out from the backseat of Grizzy’s car. “Grizzy! Did you get the giant stuffed bear?” I asked teasing with a gentle smile

“Uh, yeah. That’s a trophy for winning at life,” he replied with a playful smirk. “Meet Mr. Snuggly and I have a gift for you in the back of my car.” Droid winked at me

“Nah, I went for the goldfish instead!” he laughed, knowing full well that it was just a way to mess with me. Knowing Grizzy, he’d surely end up with a life-sized inflatable T-Rex instead.

“Didn’t think you’d show up!” Puffer teased as he approached me first, giving me a quick hug before making room for the others.

Droid approached, his casual stride and laid-back charm eliciting a warm sense of familiarity in my bones that felt like home. He ruffled my hair as he passed by, a brotherly gesture that inevitably made me roll my ___ eyes. “Thought I’d find you guys here. Ready to drown ourselves in waffles?” 

“Please, like I could resist waffles after a long day of overpriced snacks and rides! Plus, I have to stay fuelled for our late-night shenanigans after the stunts I pulled tonight!” I Laughed, my spirits higher than ever tonight.

“I know exactly what you mean. I still feel sick from that funnel cake!” Grizzy added dramatically, placing a hand on his stomach as he leaned against the wall of the diner. “But nothing a plate of hash browns can’t fix, right?”

Droid and Puffer exchanged knowing glances, always amused by their friend’s antics. And as Pezzy strolled over, kicking his kickstand down with a flourish, I felt a flutter in my chest that I couldn’t quite explain.

“Did you guys see the fireworks?” Pezzy chimed in, a little more quietly than the others, his gaze quickly flitting back to mine, a fleeting connection that made my stomach flutter, but I brushed it off. 'It’s just post-fair magic,’ I thought, trying not to read too much into it. 

“Yeah, they were incredible! But honestly, now I just want to eat pancakes until I explode,” Puffer quipped, slapping Grizzy on the back as they made their way toward the entrance.

“Hey, ____,” Pezzy said, flashing me a bright smile that sent butterflies dancing through my stomach. “You ready for some real food? I actually have a craving for that Texas cheesesteak omelet, but I can be persuaded for anything covered in syrup.”

“Totally! I’m with you on that one,” I replied, unable to contain her enthusiasm. “Waffles topped with ice cream—now that’s a Texas masterpiece.”

As they entered Waffle House, the warm scent enveloped them. The air was permeated with the irresistible smell of butter and syrup, a scent that was so deeply woven into their memories of late-night adventures and shared laughter. The interior was filled with the comforting chatter of other late-night diners and the sizzle of food cooking on the grill. 

They slid into a booth they chose was cozy—wooden and a bit worn-in, the kind of place that felt like home. ___ slid into the middle seat, Droid to her left, and Pezzy to her right, the perfect configuration for subtle glances and stolen moments, the latter of whom took a deep breath as he subtly nudged closer to her. Grizzy and Puffer settled opposite them, already debating their orders in playful retorts.

“Okay, what's everyone ordering?” ___ asked, tone bubbly as she flipped through the laminated menu, pretending not to notice Pezzy’s growing nervousness.

Pezzy took a deep breath as he watched ___, a flicker of hope sparking in his chest. He’d never had the courage to tell her about his crush, but every casual remark felt layered with an unspoken affection that he wanted to express. He fiddled with his menu, glancing back at her, nervously biting his lip. 

“Definitely the hash browns—it’s the best way to start,”Grizzy declared, and the group followed suit, their laughter echoing around the diner as they decided on their meals.

“Why not try the All-Star Special?” Pezzy suggested, leaning a bit closer as he flashed her another dazzling smile. “You can get everything—waffles, eggs, bacon, and still have room for more!”

“Same!” Puffer joined in. “But I’m adding extra bacon. Gotta live large after all those funnel cakes.”

“___! What are you getting?” he blurted out, desperately trying to sound casual.

“I think I might go with the classic waffle, loaded with strawberries,” she grinned, unaware of the fluttering competition swirling around in Pezzy's stomach. 

“Those berries will definitely sweeten up your already sweet personality,” Pezzy said, attempting to keep his tone light but feeling his cheeks slightly heat up. ___ felt her cheeks warm under his gaze. “You have a point! I think I’ll take you up on that,” she replied, her heart racing in ways it hadn’t before.

“Alright, alright,” Droid interjected, breaking Pezzy's moment of hesitance with a calm, brotherly energy. “Let’s order before it gets too crowded in here.” The waitress approached, and as they squabble about orders, Pezzy felt his heart race while stealing glances at ___'s animated expressions.

“Alright, who’s ordering first?” Puffer asked, leaning dramatically over the table like a showman.

As the waiter approached to take their order, ___ felt Pezzy’s slight tension radiating next to her. She could almost feel his thoughts swirling; she glanced at him just as he took a deep breath, his eyes almost playful yet glazed with determination.

“Uh, I’ll also have the All-Star Special, but can you add a side of, um,” he fumbled, his cheeks slightly pinking, “a side of your heart?” 

Puffer almost choked on his drink, and Droid smirked, shaking his head. “Smooth, Pezzy, real smooth.”

___ couldn’t help but laugh, the warmth spreading through her again as she met Pezzy’s gaze. “Clever. But maybe let’s stick to just waffles for now?”

The table erupted with laughter, the sound of friendship filling the air as they made fun of Pezzy’s attempt—a lighthearted bond wrapped in unadulterated joy.

With their orders placed and the waitress retreating, the table erupted into a flurry of conversations, stories, and laughter. Grizzy and Puffer continued their playful banter, while Droid and ___shared fond memories of their previous discord hangouts. As they waited for their food, the chatter flowed as freely as the sweet syrup they’d soon douse their waffles in. Stories of fair rides, a debate on who could eat the most hash browns, and endless laughter echoed within the little booth. ___ caught Droid rolling his eyes, while Grizzy animatedly recreated the fair's biggest ride. 

And then there was Pezzy, who seemed lost in the moment, glancing at ___ with a goofy smile. He was trying so hard not to come off as nervous that it was endearing. 

As their orders arrived, the table transformed into a feast of colors and aromas. The sight of sizzling waffles, golden-brown hash browns, and fluffy omelets was enough to summon quickened appetites.

“Girls first!” Puffer declared, gesturing dramatically towards ___ and Grizzy. “Let’s see how fast you can demolish that plate!”

“Challenge accepted!” ___ grinned back as Pezzy chuckled beside her, the energy of the room buzzing with laughter and chatter.

As they dived into their meals, ___ caught Pezzy stealing glances her way. Every time she met his gaze, they shared unspoken moments of connection—a tentative dance of burgeoning feelings that neither of them dared to voice

“Hey, ____,” Pezzy finally said, his voice breaking through the noise. “You’ve been doing really well in school. I mean, I've always thought you were pretty amazing, like, really driven.”

“Thanks, Pezzy! That means a lot coming from you,” she replied, her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth.

“Let’s make a pact,” Droid said, forcing the mood to shift. “Next time we hit the fair, we’ll take our own car, and anyone who loses at the games pays for the next Waffle House trip!”

“Deal!” they all cheered, the lighthearted banter continuing late into the evening, making plans for the next fun night together.

“Cheers to fair days and waffle nights!” Droid raised his mug of iced tea, and the others followed suit, all clinking their drinks together.

“Here’s to late night shenanigans!” ____ added with a laugh, glancing over at Pezzy, who looked more relaxed now, joy blooming behind his eyes.

“Next year, we should try the Ferris wheel together. Just us,” he suggested, his voice softening as he glanced away, a hint of shyness creeping into his tone.

“You’re on!” ____ replied, heart racing with the implications of his words. The night felt electric, filled with chances and possibilities, their friendship slowly unfolding into something more beautiful.

As midnight crept closer, they finished their meals with promises of more adventures, laughter still alive in the air like the smell of waffles and syrup. The friendships lingered, intertwined with new beginnings, with warm friendship and the exhilarating thrill of something deeper brewing just beneath the surface.

So as they stepped back out into the starry Texas night, ___ felt grateful for the journey they all shared, knowing the sun might set on one adventure, but it always rose on another—with the possibility of newfound connections, tender moments, and, of course, more late-night Waffle House escapades.

Cat in what?! - Pezzy xF!reader

Summary: Pezzy sharing more than needed, but you just had to add on more

TW: English to spanish translation, established relationship

“Dónde estás meaning.” Pezzy said out loud as he was typing into google. “Yeah, where is? Where are you?”

“Um-uh WilltheMec thanks for the-uh- for the twoo months, bruh.” playfully appreciated 

User-name486: he’s learning *clap*

“I am learning! I know some spanish.” Pezzy claimed, “Like, taco and some inappropriate stuff ___ taught me.” 

Pezzy was all leaned back in his office rolly chair, stretching his arms out to each side. He looked into the camera and shook his head in a “yes” motion, but keeping his lips sealed.

“Like-um what's that one meat?” He questioned out loud “There's meat, I forgot what it's called.” He started rubbing his right eye, while reading chat.

“No. Uh-what's the one-uh the one chipotle; what is it called?” Pezzy stumbled through his words confusingly

“No-chip- Oh it is the chorizo? I think it might be that.” He agreed with chat with an uncertainty in his voice.

“Mahah- No it's barbacoa!” Pezzy laughed out at realization at his stupidity 

“There it is! Lets gooo.” Pezzy spewed with excitement “See I know 2 meats,I'm good at meats;  well anyway” Pezzy skipped through.

Name!user!!: what has ___ taught you

“Uh, what ___ taught me um-uh-haha I probably shouldn't say. She would probably kill me not gonna lie.” Pezzy let out a chuckle, playing it safe for ___’s safe.

“I want to learn another language, but at the same time I don't care since I got ___ to translate and order for me. Heheh” Pezzy snickered as if he found a life cheat code.

Then his office door opened and ___ stuck her head through the opening, making sure the camera could see her. Pezzy turned around to look at her, with an innocent looking face like “please don't kill”.

“Quiero a mi novia gata que está en sus pantalones.” she said out loud for the microphone to pick up, so chat could hear her. (I want my girlfriend's cat that's in her pants.)

“Babe! I wasn't going to say that on camera!” Pezzy yelled at her with his face turning red, as he started laughing that she said it so nonchalantly.

“Stay scarred chat!” __ walked out of the room after that, as Pezzy was trying not to die of embarrassment

“Love you babe, also chat please send me that clip.” You could hear ___ yell outside the door.

Mezcal Sour - Droid X F!Reader

Summary: Jealousy and Alcohol mixed together can lead to something catastrophic or wil it be fortuitous?

TW: Alcohol, flirting(?), cursing, female pronouns, jealousy, bar/club atmosphere

*Hey ____ we are all headin to the club down the street in about 30-45 mins, if you want to come*

*who is all gonna be there*

*Me, Grizzy, Puffer, and yourrrr homeboy, you definitely dont like*

*oh STFU!*

*yes, ill come tho. Ill get ready in 30*

*cool see ya soon*

I threw my phone down to my right side and flopped back on my bed with a huff. I laid there for a few minutes trying to piece a cute outfit together in my head with the clothes I bought for the con. Once I finally figured out what I was going to wear and how I was gonna style it, I got to work. I dug through my messily packed suitcase, grabbed my makeup case, my hair products and headed to the bathroom. I hung my outfit on the back of the bathroom door on hangers to let the heat try to unwrinkle them as much as possible.

After getting my clothes settled I started unpacking my makeup bag and plugged in my hair crimper. Letting my crimper heat up, I get started on my makeup, basic as hell. I know I'm probably going to sweat it off if I do a full glam look. I reached with my right hand for my tinted moisture, and did two pumps in my left hand. Rubbing my hands together, trying to achieve an even amount of product in both hands, my hands separate stretching my hands to my face. I began to gloss the moisture all over my face, after rubbing it in completely I was letting it dry. 

I grabbed my black, one shoulder, black velvet textured material shirt and threw it on, so i didn't mess my hair or my “makeup” up. I then went on a seek and find hunt on the counter for my fluffy makeup brush and my Urban Decay nude palette. Once, both items were in my hand, I dipped my brush in the light tannish/brown color and painted my eyelid. Packed the corner of my eyelid with the most pigment then blending it out towards the inner corner of my eyelid, to give it an ombre effect. 

When both eyes are done I then grab my waterproof Fenty Beauty mascara and try to volumize these small and thin eyelashes.  My___ eyes raked over my face to see if my work was exceptional or needed more effect, I believed I looked good just needed clear lip gloss and my make up was finished. 

After applying the tube of Tik Tok shop brand lip gloss, my lips are extra kissable tonight, hopefully.  I turned around on my heel to snag my skinny black jeans off the hanger without breaking the cheap plastic. I walked out of the bathroom to my hotel bed to sit on the end, so i wouldn’t have to balance to put on my pants. Now, I got my pants up and went to my carry on which I had my shoes packed.

I did a double take/thoughton which shoes to wear but ultimately I went with my strappy, criss cross black heels with a gold accent on the bridge. This time I balanced myself with my right hand on the wall to put on my left heel and vice versa with the other heel. I tripled checked my outfit and gave myself a pep talk to get my confidence up. I'm thinking tonight might be the night I'm not a pussy. 

 *BEEP BEEP*

*im headin to your room, 222?

*yes, im almost ready, should be ready when you get here*

*just lettin ya know, that the guys are coming w/ me**

*damn, ugh okay.*

*NOW YOU HAVE ME EXTRA NERVOUS*

*HEY youll be okay, ill play along to see if we can get droid to confess to you ;)*

*now youre in the dog house, your buying me my first drink*

*fine fine, i can do that ;)*

I shook my head at his ridiculously confidence that Droid will confess to me. I ran over to my bag and grabbed my deodorant and perfume and applied where it matters, I NEED to smell good and not like sweat. 

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

I ran my hands over my outfit to get the sweat and nerves off of me, I let my confidence take over, so I am not a complete mess. I opened the door to see the guys all looking nice.

“Well hello gorgeous, let me walk you to your car.” Droid says with his arm out, I chuckle as I take his arm. Everyone chuckles at Droid playing a gentleman back in the days.

“Good sir, you are aware that we are walking to a club, definitely not driving.” I go with the bit but still keep it real.

“Oh well- I-Erm- Let me walk you to your destination good lady.” Droid stumbles through his sentence, ending it with laughter but still having arms linked together.

We are walking to the elevator with small talk going on throughout the groups, I’m keeping quiet, I look over to Pezzy and he just winks at me. I wink back as he raises an eyebrow at me, Droid catches on to us being silly.

“Wait- What's going on here? Is my fair maiden cheating on me? With a lonely scum?” Droid acts offended at us play flirting

“No, No my good sir. I could never lay my eyes on a lonely scum. My eyes only work for you.” I responded with his humor.

“Ugh, how dare you do this to me?!” Droid keeps the joke going, letting go of my arm pretending to be offended.

I walk out of the elevator laughing and shaking my head. Pezzy catches up to me, since I was the first one off the elevator. Droid, Puffer, and Grizzy are all in their own conversation walking behind us, leaving Pezzy and I to talk about my hopeless crush.

The pulsating bass thumped through the dimly lit nightclub, a hypnotic rhythm that engulfed the crowd. Strobe lights danced across the room, creating a dizzying kaleidoscope of color. Laughter mingled with the music, the sounds faded into a dull roar for me. I leaned against the bar, nursing her drink while casting furtive glances towards Droid.

He was surrounded by a trio of girls, their laughter ringing like chimes against the booming bass. Each of them leaned in closer, their voices rising in pitch, a chorus of flirty teasing that made my blood simmer. One girl, a tall blonde with sparkling blue eyes, tossed her hair back and laughed a little too loudly, her hand brushing against Droid’s arm. I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as I watched him smile, his head thrown back in genuine amusement. 

My grip on my glass tightened as I forced herself to take a deep breath. 

"It's just harmless fun," I told myself, but the whisper of doubt crept in. Was it really just fun? The way they leaned in, the playful nudges, the seemingly endless flow of laughter? Each giggle felt like a tiny dagger, and the more I watched, the tighter the knot in my stomach twisted. Did I really have the confidence to confess anymore?

I turned my gaze to the floor, where clusters of people danced with abandon, illuminated by a flurry of colorful lights. But even in that moment, the joy around me felt hollow. I took a sip of my drink, letting the icy burn of the alcohol sting my throat. I just want to shake off the feeling, to enjoy the night, but every time I glanced back at Droid, my heart plummeted further into the void. 

“Hey, you okay?” Pezzy slid up beside me, concern etched across his face. 

I forced a smile, masking my insecurities. “Yeah, just... soaking it all in,” I replied, my voice lacking its usual spark of light. 

Pezzy followed my line of sight. The trio of girls was still clustered around Droid, their voices overlapping in a playful symphony that made my chest tight. 

“I mean, it’s just a night out, right? He’s not going anywhere,” I asked, reaching down into myself for reassurance. Pezzy squeezed my shoulder, knowing Droid, he shook his head yes.

“You know you’re the one he wants to be with,” Pezzy said, a mix of encouragement and irritation in her voice. “Why would he waste his time with them?”

I wish I knew that Pezzy was right. I thought Droid and I had something real, something special—yet watching him shine under those girls’ attention felt like stumbling under a spotlight that I couldn’t escape. Each shared laugh felt like another inch of emotional space carved between us.

Finally, gathering myself resolve, I pushed away from the bar. “I’m going to go talk to him, and possibly put our plan into action.” I declared, trying to inject confidence into my words, even if it felt forced. Pezzy raised an eyebrow, his expression cautious but supportive. Using the fake enhanced confidence that the alcohol gave me, I strut my way to them.

As I neared the group, my heart raced, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I could hear them clearly now—each flirty comment, each teasing remark pierced me. But I refused to be sidelined on my own crush.

“Hey, handsome!” I called out, forcing a smile that was perfectly poised between casual and confrontational. Droid turned, his face lighting up with surprise that quickly melted into warmth. The girls paused, their chatter dwindling as they sized me up with easy curiosity. 

“Hey, ____!" Droid's voice was inviting, and despite the tension, Ifelt a small flicker of relief. 

I sidled up next to him, my hand settling possessively on his arm. “I thought I’d come check on you,” I said, my voice casual, though my heart raced. The trio exchanged glances, the atmosphere thickening as they silently gauged the shift.

Droid grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Good timing! We were just talking about the wildest things we’ve seen in the club.” 

I smiled back, tightening my grip. “Oh, I hope I’m not missing out on any crazy stories. Need someone to help filter through the nonsense?” 

The girls exchanged a look, and I could feel the tension palpably shift. Just like that, I stepped into the spotlight—but this time, I wasn't leaving it vacant.

As the strobe lights flickered like fireflies caught in a jar, I felt the energy in the air shift. The laughter of the trio of girls dulled, replaced by a charged silence that hung between them. I stood shoulder to shoulder with Droid, my heart pounding, not just from the music, but from the surge of confidence coursing through me.

The blonde girl, who had been the most animated of the group, arched an eyebrow, her smile faltering for a moment. “Oh, we were just having a little fun,” she said, her tone light but with an undercurrent that hinted at challenge.

“Fun’s good,” I replied, her voice steady and laced with playful defiance. “But I think Droid’s got the best stories. Right, handsome?”

Droid turned to me, his expression softening, and I could see the flicker of appreciation in his eyes. “Yeah, you know it,” he said, a grin breaking free as he leaned closer to I, his body language shifting to indicate that I was his priority. 

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. The girls were evaluating the situation, their playful banter fading as they processed the unspoken challenge I had thrown into the mix. “So what’s the wildest thing you’ve seen tonight?” I prompted, my tone teasing as I addressed the girls, confident in my role as the center of Droid’s universe.

“Oh, you know, just the usual. People dancing on tables, a few questionable outfits,” one of the girls chimed in, her tone shifting to a more inclusive one. “But I think the best part is when someone tries to ride the bull over there.” She gestured toward a group of people erupting in laughter as someone dramatically fell to the floor, arms flailing.

I laughed, the tension between them beginning to dissipate. “Now that sounds like something we need to get on. Don’t you think, Droid?” She turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Absolutely!” Droid replied, his enthusiasm infectious. “I’m always down for something new.”

“Count me in!” I said, feeling a surge of exhilaration as I extended my hand to Droid. He took it without hesitation, and together we moved toward the dance floor, the pulsating bass thudding in time with their racing hearts.

The girls trailed behind, their earlier bravado diminished as I and Droid lined up for the fake bull riding. The club was doing a special, where before you “start” riding the bull you can take 1 or 2 shots of liquor being poured into your mouth by one of the bartenders. We walked right up where we could put our names, Droid wrote his name down first but I was distracted with the gorgeous bartender in front of me.

“Hey-um- oh- Lisa, I have a weird request, I used to be a bartender. Is there any way I could pour his shot or two in his mouth? I will even pay extra if needed.” I questioned with persuasiveness, since I had my confidence up might as well do stupid shit.

“Ooo, let me ask my manager, Ronnie, real quick. Be right back, love.” Lisa states walking to the bar calling out to Ronnie. 

I turned on my heel looking for the guys, who were all gathered up on the left side of the fence of the bull keeping drunk people out. I strutted my way up to my group of the guys, Pezzy turned his head over his shoulder to look at me. The confusion on his face quickly turned into a devious smirk, he wink at me. Pezzy opened his arm to me, I quickly fell into place under his arm. 

“What did you ask, little demon?” Pezzy entertained my plan

“I can possibly give the droid a shot, once he gets on the bull,” I got on my tippy-toes to whisper in his ear, wanting to make sure he heard me over the music.

“Hey, now don't leave me out. What's going on?” Puffer sauntered over to us seeing us scheming together.

“I MIGHT be able to give Droid his shot before he rides the bull.” I explained to Puffer, typing my glass towards Grizzy and Droid deep in their own conversation. 

“Oh- There you are, love.” I heard someone say behind me, I let go of Pezzy and spun on my heels. I saw Lisa with a guy. Hopefully it's Ronnie with good/fun news.

“Hi, I’m Ronnie, the manager. I heard you are wanting to give a guy a shot before he gets on the bull, is that right?” He contemplated the plan, his tone giving it away. 

“Yes, I’m ____. I used to be a bartender for 4 years, I believe 5 years ago.” I greeted Ronnie, trying to persuade him into letting me do it. 

“Okay, good. Yeah, I’m down letting you do it, just know no heels on the inflatable or on the bull.” Ronnie informed me while pointing to my shoes.

“Ah, completely understandable, sir. Is it okay if I take my heels off and do it barefoot?” I try to compromise with him. 

“Sounds good to me, Lisa and Hannah are in charge of the bull at the moment so they will oversee you giving your guy the shot.” Ronnie informed me, we shook hands and he dispersed back to the bar. I giggled doing baby jumps in my heels.

“Give us like less than 5 minutes, love, and will call him next.” Lisa informed me with her left hand on my shoulder, walking away to the podium of the sign up sheet.

They get him on the bull, while explaining the rules and how to ride the bull, so you don't completely fly off the bull. As they finish explaining the rules, It looks like Hannah lets him go in a couple of circles to get him going. That's when Lisa comes over with a bottle of Tito’s with a smile and hand gestures to me, to follow her and hurry up.

“Alrighty girl, make sure to take off your heels, when you get up to bull; the head is going to be angled down, so you can hop on there with your knees. Try to use the inflatable barrier as a trampoline to bounce your way up on it. Then, you are going to stand up and push him, however you can or want to, into a laying down position and then pour the shot in his mouth. Sounds good?” Lisa talked me through the plan on how they do it here, as I was undoing my heels. I discarded them at the entrance of the padded inflatable. 

“Go get him girly.” Lisa encouraged me as I entered the zone of the bull. I turned my head over my shoulder to her and gave her a smile and wink of appreciation.

“What? ___ what are you doing?” Droid asked me with his eyebrows furrowed at me

I walked up to the bull remembering what Lisa said, I bounced my body onto the bull. Droid had his hand out to me, trying to help me up on the bull.  I landed on the bulls neck with my knees, and Droid kept both of his arms open making sure I didn't fall while I tried to stand up. I positioned my right hand on his left shoulder, so I balanced myself enough not to fall on my face. Then, I parked my right barefoot on his chest pushing him back all the way. Motioning my hand all the back on the bull. He is finally in position, relaxed with his mouth opened.

“Okayyy then __.” Droid said, making me smirk and my heart race, as if it was a jump set being played. 

I started pouring Tito’s and counting to four, while locking our eyes together; I winked at him with a sultry look. 

“OH SHIT. AW SHIT MAN!” “OOOO” “GET EM ___!” I heard the guys screaming on the top of their lungs, over the music. 

I stopped pouring the alcohol in Droid mouth, I jumped off the bull handing the bottle over to Hannah. I walked out of the landing zone, and picked my shoes up til I got away from the entrance. I walked over to Pezzy, Puffer, and Grizzy where I was ready for the onslaught of questions from them. 

“So how was being dominant for your first time?” Puffer asked right out of the blue, bluntly. I giggled and shook my head, trying to put my heels on. 

“When did you get the idea for this, __?” Grizzy asked

“Earlier today, when we were all walking to the bar, Pezzy informed me of it.” I told them shrugging my shoulders.  I looked round through my hair as I was hunched over tying my right heel up, I was watching Droid walk up the group. He was on a mission to get his hands on me, I can tell. 

“My lady, let me help you. You are looking like Cinderella, with your missing heel.” Droid jokes around with me, he walked up to me and kneeled down on his right knee. 

He picks up my left heel, separating the laces not getting them tangled up even more which was even more impressive. He then clasped his hand around my left ankle to lift my foot up to his knee where my heel(shoe) was resting. My foot was in the heel, as he was perfectly criss crossing the laces in an even manner, mirroring my right foot.

“Well Droid, look at you taking care of our own little Cinderella.”Grizzy jokes around, making the guys laugh and me hiding my face turn red. 

“Let me steal ___ for a minute.” Droid said, putting my foot back down on the ground. He stood up,  outstretching his hand for me to take. 

He led us out the dance floor while the music was playing, he took the lead of the dance. Our chemistry is undeniable. The strobe lights illuminated their movements, casting us in shades of electric blue and hot pink, as laughter and music swirled around us.

As the dance took off, it was a playful chaos of flailing limbs and exaggerated moves. The crowd cheered, and I found myself lost in the moment, the earlier insecurities fading into the backdrop of the vibrant nightclub. I stole glances at Droid, who was in his element, and I felt a warmth blooming in my chest.

As the music swelled and the crowd erupted in cheers, I caught Droid’s eye. We exchanged a look, one that said more than words ever could. It was a silent promise, a reassurance that we were in this together, and that nothing could shake the foundation we are going to build together. 

The night wore on, the bass thumping like a heartbeat, and for the first time, I felt truly free, dancing not just to the music, but to the rhythm of my own confidence.

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.

you dont get context for this now get cucked - Twitch

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I have a request for the Clooless guys

Could it be the Clooless guys meeting the reader in person for the first time at a like at a mall or a fair. The twist is the reader has never shown their face so they don’t know what they look like. So the reader decides to have fun with them. Following them around and sending the guys photos of them in a group chat. This is flustering them because clearly the reader can see them but they can’t find them. Eventually they walk up to the group pretending to be a fan wanting a photo, they get it, then send it to the group chat ending their little game. The reader apologizes offers to pay for a meal and some drinks as an apology and they all have a fun night.

I hope your having a good day or night

Fairly Clueless - Clooless/Pezzy x reader

Summary: Faceless reader/youtuber plays mind games with the guys

TW: cursing, lmk if I missed anything <3

As I was leisurely walking up to the ticket stand, I grabbed my season pass out of my small black purse that was slung over my left shoulder. The girl saw my pass and let me walk through without a word, which made me quite paranoid. I kept my head on a swivel making sure no one is recording or recognizing me. My hair was flowing down my shoulders, ending at the bottom of my back. 

I kept walking around the vendor section looking for a certain small trinket, to add to my collection of weird little things. My eyes spotted a copper witch broom besom on a skull, as I was about to grab it another hand snagged it up. My eyes trailed their arm up to their face, my eyes widened and I backed up slowly, it was Droids as in ElasticDroid. My eyes wandered around the open area and saw the guys trying to meet up with Droid. 

I played it cool and kept looking around at the vendors table, I was listening into the guys conversation. 

“Droid, we finally found you. Why do you keep moving while we are trying to meet up with you man?” Puffer asked, annoyed .

“Dude, I’m sorry but look what I found! Isn’t it cool, like um uh ____ would have?” Droid questioned excitedly.

“It’s slightly creepy, not gonna lie. But it does seem like ____ would have that on her shelf.” Grizzy responded wearily, he kept his eyes on it.

“Droid, are you buying that for her?” Pezzy asked.

“Duh, of course I am. Why else would I have it in my hand?” Droid snarked back at Pezzy, the guys laughed together. 

I sneakily walked away from the group, I had a master plan forming in my head. I took out my phone to make it look like I was trying to take a picture of the surrounding venue, but really I was taking a picture of the guys.  They were laughing at Droid, as he took out his wallet to pay for my “surprise” new trinket. I opened Discord to send a text. 

*PICTURE*

{You guys look like you are having at that vendor's table ;)}

Before I sent that non-cryptic message, I started walking away, so they wouldn’t see me being suspicious. 

Droid

{Uh what?} 

Pezzy 

{when did you decide to move to Texas, WHAT?!}

Puffer

{Definitely not creepy at all ____}

Grizzy

{Nah this is why I stay home, ____)

{whattttt noooo, definitely not creepy Puffer. <3)

{I always lived in Texas Pezzy}

{love you droid *mwah*}

{Grizzy shush, you love meee}

Droid 

{_____ where are you?}

Grizzy

{yeah, let’s meet up}

Puffer

{Nah, we hate woman lol}

Pezzy

{true fuck woman LMAO}

{I’m really feeling the love guys}

{maybe we will meet up after I do some browsing, and looking at the animals *mwah*}

I put my phone away in my purse and pulled some cash out and stuffed the bills in my pocket. I walked to wing 3B, where they kept the animals. I found a table where you can buy a bucket of food for the fur babies, after my transaction I marched my way through people with a purpose to feed the babies. I reached my first destination of a pen with a momma goat feeding her kids, I tiptoed over to her, grabbed a handful of feed and stretched my arm over the chicken wire fence to have my hand right there in front of her face. Momma goat finally relaxed when she realized I wasn’t here to harm, but to help her take care of her and the babies, she ate right out of my left hand. 

After the goat finished eating I moved onto the other animals, while walking around I spotted the guys again and snapped a quick picture once I got my phone out of my purse. 

*PICTURE*

{Hmmm, you guys must be Clooless} 

{hehhe}

Puffer

{Hahah I see what you did there}

Grizzy

{Reallll funnny}

Pezzy

{*face palm*}

Droid

{ahaha what?} 

{cmon on droid keep up with me}

I put my phone up in one of my pockets in my bottoms. Walking away from the scene to the next animals, llamas. As I was feeding one of the dark caramel colored llamas, I heard a set of footsteps walk up to me. I spun on my heel being face to face with Pezzy, I saw Puffer slowly walking to Pezzy. 

“Yes? How can I help you?” I asked politely, trying not to be suspicious.

“I just wanted to say that my friends but mostly me, think you are really beautiful. Is there any way I can get your number?” Pezzy answered my question with another question. I shifted on the soles of my feet, thinking about it. *they don’t have my number, so might as well give it to them and fuck around with Pezzy later*

“Um yeah sure, do you want to write it down or type it into your phone?” I agreed 

“Oh yeah, my bad.” Pezzy fumbled to get his phone out of his left pocket. He opened his message app and I quickly typed my number in with a contact name of ____.

“Text me later okay?” I suggested with a smile and wave goodbye

“Will do, _____.” Pezzy smiled and walked off 

I was giggling with a small jiggle in my body as I walked to different sections. My brain is reeking with excitement and ideas of how to fully fuck with them and reveal myself to them at the same time. After feeding and visiting all the animals and seeing all the children light up with smiles, I took myself outside to go explore the fair games set up. 

When I arrived at the games, the boys minus Pezzy were standing around with a drink in their hands laughing and picking on each other. I walked shyly up to them acting like I was a fan wanting a picture or a hug.

“I’m so sorry to disturb y’all but is there any way I can take a picture with y’all or at least a hug?” I asked with my cheeks turning a bit pink. 

“Oh my god, yes. C’mon Grizzy take the photo.” Droid said excitedly and set his bag on the ground. I handed my phone to Grizzy, then all of us got in frame, made a funny face and clicked! Photo success!

“If you want, Pezzy should be back any minute if you want one with him.” Grizzy suggested while Puffer was giving me a hawk eye like he was trying to figure me out.

“I would love to, but I have to start heading home. Thank you again, y’all stay safe.” I wish them luck and hopefully I don’t get caught just yet. 

I walked back to my car, unlocked the driver side and slid onto the seat. I took a deep breath to calm my heart rate, my heart feels like it is beating out of my chest. Once my keys were in the ignition and my phone hooked up to my bluetooth stereo, I opened the groupchat to reveal my “prank” on the guys. 

*PICTURE*

{it was nice meeting you guys <3}

Grizzy

{nah, no way you playing?!}

Puffer 

{I TOLD YOU GUYS SHE WAS SUS}

Droid 

{WHAT?! I WAS PLAYED WITH BEFORE I WAS TAKEN TO DINNER}

{I CANT BELIEVE THIS BULLLL SHIT}

Pezzy

{....____?}

{Hi guyssss, I hope you all aren't too mad?}

{I was nervous, don't fully expect me to have face cam on now lol}

{yes, pezz?}

Puffer

{Pezzy you really sought after her didnt you?}

Pezzy

{I DIDNT KNOW ON GOD PUFFER}

Droid

{Now you lost me and grizz}

{we are starting at eachother like 2 big idiots}

Puffer

{you know how pezzy surprisingly got a girls number}

Pezzy

{SHUT UP PUFFER}

Grizzy

{OMG YOU ASKED ____ AND DINT KNOW IT WAS HER!?!?}

Droid

{Pezzy just has that aura mannn}

{well i wasnt gonnnaa say anything…}

{I DIDNT want to put him on the spot like that, cmon puff}

Puffer

{what?! Someone had to dude}

{anywayyyys, I’m heading to Waffle House yall. Yall coming as well? My treat?}

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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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. 

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