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1wn8ure · 6 months

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thinking about nlm beeduo after doomsday. something that had formed from forced proximity slowly fizzling out as the distance between them grew, as they moved away and moved on. thinking about a tender ache resting in their chests, a hollowness.

thinking about reconnection. who reached out first? was it tubbo, on a weaker night of loneliness? was it ranboo, after debating with themselves for weeks? either way, thinking about them meeting up one afternoon, as just friends. thinking of someone making an offhanded remark about a piglin, left in the nether. thinking about something familiar taking root, of going through the motions all over again- the nervousness, the hesitation, until somebody snaps

thinking about the second round of firsts. fingers pressing against a palm, hesitant but bold. a hand slipping around a waist, even as its owner looks away, unsure. a whispered "may i?", a whispered "yes." lips pressing against each other, worried at first that it might not be the same, and then relief as it's better, so much better.

thinking about love that didn't ever really die. thinking about right person, right time except it would always be the right time because it was them

#i am having a moment tonight gamers #probably.incorrect.theories #beeduo #cranboo #ctubbo

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bigboobyhalo · 3 months

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Gumi: I’m pretty sure if we lived in an alternate universe, Badboyhalo would definitely be… [long pause] like, o-one of those housewives, at this current moment, for Foolish Gamers. He would have a roast on the table every single night… wait, am I creating my own, like, fanfiction in my own head? Okay, my headcanon is that Badboyhalo would be a little housewife that would wear a cute little white apron around his waist, and welcome Foolish home and be like, “Yoohoo!! Hello my little muffin! What would you like tonight? Dinner? A bath? Or me~?” [extremely long pause] Don’t tell him I said that.

#badboyhalo #vgumiho #bad #gumi #foolhalo

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hitomisuzuya · 8 months

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More Scaramouche brainrot. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Masturbation. Scara having lots of lewd thoughts.

Don't mind me, I am just typing whatever smutty thing comes to mind. I have more Gamer Scara smut planned and some Scummy Scara stuff. I feel pretty relaxed tonight.

Scaramouche restlessly turned over onto his back. Sitting up, he thudded his head against the headboard once. You weren't next to him. He could smell you on the sheets.

He was used to his usual routine, crawling into bed with you, getting you out of your clothes and fucking you senseless. But there were those few inevitable times where you couldn't share the same bed with him.

And he hated it.

Shifting restlessly under the sheets, he threw the blanket off of him. Groaning when he felt his cock throb, thoughts of stuffing your cunt full with his cock filled his head.

He wished he could feel how soft your skin was as he sucked and bite bruises on your neck, his tongue sweeping across any blood that welled into the indents made by his teeth. He palmed his cock as it began to strain in his boxers.

Scaramouche pinched the head of his cock, his precum clinging sticky to the fabric, making him hiss as he pulled his boxers down off of his cock.

That brought him little relief, letting out a shaky moan, wrapping his hand around his cock. He squeezed before pumping his hand, wish it was his fingers pinching and rolling your clit.

Your mewls of pleasure as you twitched from his fingers plunging inside of you, barely nudging against your sweet spot. The way those mewls would bleed into desperate whimpers, begging for more consistency from his fingers would sound intoxicating.

He rutted into his hand, his precum providing lubrication to pump his hand faster on his cock. He thumped his head against the headboard again, pinching the tip of his cock harder. His cock was already threatening it unload cum onto his hand.

His fingers would taste so sweet with your cum all over them. He would lick them before spitting on them, pushing them into your mouth to show dominance over you. His cock throbbed stronger in his hand, slowing the pace of his hand down as he thrust.

Scaramouche wanted to savior the images of you. The way your back would arc off the bed when he pushed his cock inside of you, relentlessly pounding into you, whimpering as you clawed at his back about how his cock was so big to take in.

He would degrade and praise you for taking him so well, calling you his fucking slut, his cock drunk whore who couldn't stop cumming from his degradation. His pretty, perfect cock sleeve.

You would cry for him to cum inside of you, to leave his cock plugged inside of you so none of it would leak out. His cock would squelch in and out of you, his fingers bruising and possessive as he gave you exactly what you wanted.

Scaramouche bit his lip, moaning loud and husky as warm cum spilled into his hand. He didn't stop fisting his cock as his thoughts continued to race.

"Beg for me to make you cum again, slut," He would demand, teasing the tip of his tongue against your dripping, abused hole. He'd hold your cunt against his face when you bucked your hips up as his lips latched around your clit.

He couldn't hold back his moans anymore, letting them pour from his throat the stronger his cock throbbed in his hand.

Tears would be welling in your eyes, your fingernails digging into his scalp, pressing his face into your cunt. He twisted his hand around his cock thinking about how your thighs would close around his head, trembling while came hard on his tongue.

Fuck he needed you.

Your eyes would be glazed over in a haze of fucked out bliss, drooling and babbling about how only he could make you feel this good. To fuck you this dumb. You would beg for him to fuck you over and over again until you could barely think.

More cum spilled into his hand. The moment Scaramouche could get his hands on you, he was locking the door behind him, tearing your clothes off and making every lewd thought he'd just had about you a reality.

He would take out all the frustration of being away from you out on your cunt.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche brainrot #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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valley-of-headcanons · 9 months

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Heyy! So I just found your stuff and it’s all super cute I love this kind of thing 😊 feel free to decline but do you think you could do a little fluffy one shot type thing where you’re just gaming with Sebastian and then whoops you both fall in love 😳

best gamer of all time || sebastian x reader oneshot

hanging out with your friends is always fun, but gaming alone with him may be your new favorite thing <3

warnings: fluff fluff fluff fluff oh my god, you may suck at this game but you do NOT suck at winning his heart

requested by: @juleboo , this is such an adorable request! i'm sorry this took like forty billion years, life has decided to kick me off my feet, but im doing a lot better so yippeeeee. i hope you enjoy, hopefully it was worth the long wait 🙏

Hanging out on a Saturday night was a ritual for you, Sebastian, Abigail, and Sam. You all rotate on who's place you hang out at, and tonight was Sebastian's. Abigail was laid out on the couch, Sebastian sitting on his bed, and you and Sam were on the floor. After a very intense game of Jackbox, with a lot of chaotic answers and laughter, it was nearing midnight.

“I cannot believe you put that! That was a direct jab at me and you know it!” Sam said towards Abigail's direction, obviously not actually upset.

“Then clean up the fuckin' pizza boxes in your room! That rat would've become your best friend if your mom didn't find him- wait- what time is it? ... oh shit, my dad is gonna kick my ass!” Abigail said, jumping up at lightning speed and grabbing her bag. “Sorry to kill the party, love you guys, if I get lectured one more time this week I am going to pull out my hair. Bye bye!”

And off she goes, leaving just as chaotic as she came. Sounds about right. The remaining three of you laughed, before Sam stood up and grabbed his things as well. “For some reason Mom wants me to come to church in the morning, she saw some lyrics to one of our songs and she kind of flipped her shit. Soooo, gotta atone for my sins. Have fun you two,” he said, sending a small wink Sebastian's way before making his way up the stairs.

You saw the wink, it definitely caught you off guard. You immediately snapped your head towards Sebastian. “What was that for?” you said with a smirk, which wasn't held for long. It slipped into a smile, moving from the floor to the now empty couch.

Sebastian's expression remained neutral, rolling his eyes. “Sam is always up to something, ignore him. Do you wanna stay and hang for a little while? I don't have anything to do tomorrow,” he said, looking towards the cabinet of games that sat beside his gaming console. He never asked anyone to stay later, especially when it's his night to host. He usually wants everyone out, Sebastian cherishes his alone time.

Butterflies erupted in your stomach when he asked you this, he actually wanted to spend more time with you? You felt so honored and special, of course you were going to stay. “Yeah, what did you wanna do?”

“I bought a game, it's co-op. Wanna try it out? It's a platformer, it seems pretty easy,” he said, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing the case. He made his way back over to you, showing you the back of the case, carefully studying your features. He wanted to make sure you were actually interested, and when your face lit up, he couldn't hold back a smile. It was rare for him, but it was perfect.

“Hell yeah, let's pop this bad boy in!” you said, sitting up excitedly and scooting over so that you two could share the couch. After 'popping that bad boy in', he sat next to you and handed you the controller.

Sebastian put on the tutorial before beginning to show you the controls. He described what to do, but due to your drowsiness from working all day, you just couldn't grasp what the controls were. “Here,” he mumbled, thinking for a moment before carefully putting his hands over yours.

“Alright, shoot with this button, alright?” he said, making sure not to get too close to you. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but these little touches were really nice ... he could get used to this.

“Mhm ...” you hummed, although your brain was short-circuiting. Every single thought in your brain was rendered useless in that moment, every place where you two touched felt like it was on fire. You clumsily tried to recreate his movements, shooting when he asked and jumping when he instructed. You learned the controls, but barely.

“Got it?” he said simply, slowly beginning to let go of you. He didn't really want to, but he didn't want to overstep your boundaries. He really cared about you, he didn't want to jeopardize that.

With a hesitant nod of confirmation, you two began the game. It was a mess, you definitely did not grasp the controls whatsoever. However, he enjoyed seeing what kind of trouble you got yourself into. How could you even get up there?

“Okay- when you jump, press the trigger to latch on to that cliff, and do NOT let go-” he tried to explain as you jumped with all of your might ... just to not even touch the cliff. Your body hit the floor with a splat, and you both sat in silence for a few seconds, staring at each other. Small snickers turned into full blown laughter, falling down onto the couch as you both held your faces.

“How the hell am I so stupid?? That was so easy! How the hell did I miss that??” you cackled, wiping the tears that began to fall from your eyes.

“I have no idea but it was one of the best things I've ever seen,” Sebastian's laughter began to quiet as he sat up, his gaze making its way down to you. You looked so perfect in the soft light of the television, so happy from the laughter that was encasing the both of you. He could not stop smiling.

“What?” you said softly, a gigantic grin on your face. You couldn't move, you just wanted to stay in this moment forever.

“... nothing. Just ... capturing this moment,” Sebastian said in a gentle tone, taking a deep breath before looking back at the screen. “You're a ghost now, but you can still help me and eventually I can revive you.”

You slowly sat up, but you had an idea. You slid a little closer to him than you were before, your legs touching. “Alright, I'll be the best fuckin' ghost in town,” you laughed, knowing you were bound to fuck it up but you had no care in the world. This was too fun.

He looked over at your legs touching, smiling even wider before continuing the game. He would ask you to do things as a ghost as you did ... with enough trial and error. He did notice that you kept adjusting and scooting closer and closer. He really liked this.

“Do you know how to freeze someone?" he asked, which you shook your head to. “Let me see this-” he mumbled, wrapping his arm around you, definitely just wanting to help you see the controls. You were essentially sitting in his lap at this point, a soft pink blush creeping onto both of your faces.

His face was so close, pressed almost right up against yours ... you wanted to stay here forever, but you didn't want to say anything that would ruin the moment. Nervous silence held you two for a moment, before he did something that both of you wanted more than anything. He carefully kissed your cheek, before going back to the game as if nothing ever happened.

Your brain melted, a feeling of bliss overtaking your body. You've been waiting for that for ages. You slowly leaned back into his chest as he laid down his controller for a moment. He wrapped his arms around your waist for a moment, giving you a careful squeeze. You reached your arms up around his neck, hugging him back. Neither of you cared about the game anymore.

“Stay here tonight. If you want to,” Sebastian muttered softly, holding your body close to his. He didn't dare let go, and neither did you.

You stayed there that night, you stayed wrapped up in his arms until the daylight and you had to work on your farm. But you hoped one day, you could wake up next to him everyday. Maybe someday, but for now, you had many Saturday nights where you stayed over later than everybody else.

#stardew valley #sdv #sdv headcanons #stardew valley headcanons #sdv farmer #stardew valley farmer #sdv sebastian #stardew valley sebastian #sdv sebastian x farmer #stardew valley sebastian x farmer #sdv sebastian x reader #stardew valley sebastian x reader #stardew sebastian #stardew sebastian x reader #stardew sebastian x farmer #sdv oneshots

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zzoguri · 3 months

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[part one] the perfect pair ➵ “ew, is that sunwoo over there? 저리 꺼져.”

esports player!kim sunwoo x esports player!reader

being a woman in the esports league is hard, but dealing with cocky kim sunwoo is unmatched. with the valorant champions tour about to commence, you two are forced to team up to retrieve the trophy. what will be tested—team morale or your patience around sunwoo?

chapter genre/warnings ➵ enemies to lovers, afab reader (they/them pronouns), slow burn, slight angst, crack, sexual tension, misogynistic & sexist remarks and behaviors, sunwoo is such an annoying teammate... retired ow player now val player…, rush gets introduced YIPPEE, sunwoo gets jealous...?, bets are made, a lot of gamer lingo (check the guide & visual aids!)

word count ➵ 10.5k words

parts ➵ check out the series masterlist

a/n ➵ it's out! felt a lil pressured by the number of notes i wont lie! i hope u guys enjoy this along with the visual aid <3 special shoutout to @shegotthewoobies @vernyangel @heemingyu @deobienthusiast for beta reading <3 much love to you all <3 esp to ki who made the usernames <3 if you enjoyed reading, do reblog and leave feedback!

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HYST wins VCT’s Game Changers By Bae Sumin

HYST takes the title as the winner of the Valorant Championship Tour (VCT) Game Changers in Los Angeles, USA against defending champion 88RR. The team took over the playing field, showcasing their astounding teamwork and tactful gameplays, and won 3-1 in a best-of-five series.

Since the first match on Bind, players Ailurus (Y/N) and bokku (Miyawaki Sakura) demonstrated their chemistry through their formidable performance as Omen and Yoru respectively. Their alliance was enough for their opponents to avoid one-on-one battles.

Rising player Ppiya (Hong Eunchae) secures her position as one of the most impressive duelists to come from this year’s VCT. In all of the matches played, Ppiya secures at least one kill per round, placing her 3rd in the leaderboards out of all players in the event.

In their second match on Ascent, remarkable sentinel players CHUU (Kim Jiwoo) and subakhye (Son Hyeju) built solid defense systems and dealt with flanks with ease. They can adjust their setups accordingly as they observe their opponents’ playstyle.

Although their exceptional performance in Game Changers makes its mark in VCT history, Ailurus only hopes that they are given more opportunities to engage in such tournaments. “I am happy [about our win], but I hope that the [VALORANT] esports scene sees us more than just winners [of Game Changers]. I want to be seen as a remarkable player regardless of gender,” they share.

Despite HYST participating in VCT for the past two years, this is their first championship win. In last year’s VCT, the organization met its defeat in VALORANT Challengers through their other roster consisting of players bae (Jacob Bae), nuguri (Kim Sunwoo), Darong (Lee Jaehyun), gyulz (Ju Haknyeon), and Maize (Lee Juyeon).

Both teams are under the guidance of Coach bori (Kim Younghoon), a retired VALORANT and League of Legends pro player.

These turn of events displayed HYST’s dedication to improvement and VALORANT. Many followers hope to see more of the reigning champions of Game Changers.

ROUND 1: “WELCOME TO MY WORLD!”

The moon radiates tonight, its white gleam accompanied by speckles amidst the sea of black. Now would be the perfect moment to take some time to yourself; get in more hours of sleep, or pick up a book you’ve been putting off. Instead…

“Hi, everyone! It’s been a while,” you greet your viewers through the webcam.

The monitor shines on you, colors of blue and violet painting your skin. On the wall behind you is a shelf filled with memorabilia; medals from small competitions along with trophies from bigger tournaments.

“I know it’s a little late here, but I was itching to play some matches.” Your eyes glide through your stream’s chat. Many viewers are ecstatic to have you back on Twitch while others question your late hours of streaming.

jseollie: even after game changers?? CRAZY! bboppull: GRIND NEVER STOPS 💪💪💪 bookeucutie: tell us abt vct!!!

A chuckle leaves you as you open up Valorant. “I really enjoyed my time in VCT! I met some of my favorite players like Lorri from Evil Genius, sonder from Shopify, even Version1’s MeL.”

You lean back on your chair as you recall the event. “I won’t lie, I was very nervous about going against 88RR, which, by the way, is a lovely team. We met up for drinks after.” You scratch the back of your neck as you try to go through what your chat says.

“I remember talking to Kura about it since the semifinals, and she had to give me a constant pep talk.” The memory of Sakura knocking sense into you after every match makes you laugh.

As you dish to your viewers about your experience throughout Game Changers, you read their comments. Many of your viewers were happy with your revelation of the teams' bonds with each other. “Yeah, we’re competitive but we’re here with the same dreams, so I think it did help us form some kind of connection. I was able to exchange contacts with Sunmi and Taeyeon as well. I told them that whenever they decide to come back to Korea, they should give me a call.”

ajiajibee: is the trophy with you? ghanadara: i think it’s beside the picture frame

“Oh, I don’t get to keep it. It’s back in the headquarters,” you say as you slightly swivel your chair to the side. “That picture frame, however,” you point at your shelf, “is my certificate. That way, we all have something to bring home.”

You adjust your chair before smiling at the camera. “Anyway, I’m really happy that our practice paid off. It was an honor to even participate and meet other players.”

Most of the reactions were positive ones; congratulations and desires to see your team play together for more events. Yet, regardless of your achievements, there’s constantly a handful of negative ones.

hwithefool: Cant believe you won game changers. Ur not even that good. hwithefool: didn’t even get to champs L honeycube: boosted ass universefactory deleted hwithefool’s message. universefactory deleted hwithefool’s message. universefactory deleted honeycube’s message. hwithefool is now banned from this chat. Reason: Being rude honeycube is now banned from this chat. Reason: Being rude

Thankfully, your moderators were there to take control of such—but you’ll always know what people think of you.

“Anyway, for today’s stream, I’ll be playing with Juhak and Hyeju!” You exclaim as you switch scenes, now showing the Valorant lobby. “We’re going to play on our alt accounts for today, so it should be fun.”

real_juhaknyeon: LFGGGGG goated team rubyvobo: we get nom, jeorge porkwell, AND hyejuseyo?? We win today sunwooluver: what about nuguri?? he’s solo queuing right now rubyvobo: OFHEJSHSJJSKS I LOVE YOU GUYS sunwooluver: WILL NUGURI JOIN??

One of the few perks that comes with being an established streamer is that you could ignore comments, pretending you never saw them, and you’d get away with it; people just didn’t need to talk about it all together and you’d be fine.

So when you invite Haknyeon and Hyeju to your party, you continue talking to your chat about today’s stream. “We’re not going to play ranked today, I think?” You hum for a moment, going through the agenda in your head. “Well, we might, but I have no clue. It depends on what they want.”

Before you can continue with your rambles, your phone vibrates on your desk. Once you grab it, you notice that text messages from Kim Younghoon, the coach of the organization, have come your way.

coach bbang 🍞: hi y/n! don’t forget to remind your teammates about tomorrow’s meeting for vct ☺️ coach bbang 🍞: and gl with your stream tonight! y/n: teewai coach :DD see u tomo

“Sorry about that!” You put your phone away and give your full attention to your monitor. Hyeju and Haknyeon already joined your party, and you spot that they’re in a voice channel on the HYST’s Discord server. “Before I go join VC with the others, I just wanted to say thank you for supporting me and the others in Game Changers. It was a fun but tough competition, and I wouldn’t be here without you guys.”

Although your job did start as a hobby, you continued to persevere through such hardships thanks to your support systems; your teammates and viewers alike. You only ever considered going pro thanks to two friends. Unfortunately, time has its way of making you drift apart from them; you hope you can go face-to-face against them one day if the universe willed for it.

“Anyway, let’s have some good games!”

“I tuned in to your stream last night, Y/N,” Eunchae starts. “That losing streak is insane.”

You sigh, shoulders down as you walk dejectedly. “Don’t even get me started. Our randos were ass and wouldn’t stop talking shit.” You look at your younger friend who only pouts as you recap the events of last night. “I know you would always enter and clear sites for us, my Manchae.”

With your arm wrapped around her shoulder, her expression shifts into a smile. “I mean, that’s the least I can do as your duelist.”

“Well, not everyone seems to know that.”

The HYST headquarters is a three-story infrastructure whose interior resembles corporate buildings; the furniture is mostly of sleek leather and dark-stained wood. Monotone linoleum tiles and off-white walls stretch throughout the building.

As soon as you both arrive in front of the meeting room, you swing the doors open, revealing Sakura, Hyeju, and Jiwoo who sit together on one side of the conference table. You and Eunchae rush to them, exchanging greetings and embraces.

“Do you always play Valorant?” Jiwoo directs the question to you, referencing your stream last night with Hyeju and Haknyeon, to which you roll your eyes.

“No, I just had the itch to play!” You take a seat in between Sakura and Jiwoo. “Plus, I’ll take any opportunity to make some money.”

The doors swing open. “Hi, everyone. It’s nice to see you all,” Younghoon greets your team before walking to the whiteboard situated in the corner of the room.

The organization’s general manager, Lee Sangyeon, trails behind him, a smile painting his face as he takes a seat at the end of the table. “I’ll say this again, but good work in Game Changers.”

“Thanks, Sangyeon,” Sakura expresses her gratitude on behalf of the team. “We wouldn’t have been able to win without your help along with Younghoon’s.”

He shakes his head, trying to play it off. “No, I’m just here to make sure you guys get to participate, you know? Just want to make sure that you guys get recognized.”

Silence settles. The squeaking from Younghoon's marker is faint but loud enough to capture your attention. Although his figure covers most of what’s written on the whiteboard, you catch sight of a few gamer tags—Ailurus and bae.

Before you can decipher the other words, the doors open. “Hi, guys!” Haknyeon enters the room with all smiles. “Hello Game Changers winners,” he bows his head, making you chuckle.

His teammates, Jacob and Juyeon, trail behind him, relaxed expressions resting on their faces. “Congrats on the win,” Jacob shakes hands with everyone on your team. “That one play on Ascent went crazy, by the way.” His praise is directed towards you, and you try to play it cool.

“Ah, it was nothing. Just got lucky.”

“If I was in your situation, I probably wouldn’t have secured that round,” Juyeon chimes in as he takes a seat beside his teammates. The three boys sit across from your team.

Haknyeon smacks Juyeon’s arm, laughing at his words. “Yeah! Remember that one round in Breeze?” Juyeon only rolls his eyes while his teammates recap the events for your team.

You don’t really interact with Haknyeon’s team (or Jacob’s team if you were going to follow formalities), just the occasional greetings and small talk if you were going to be honest. It’s not like you didn’t want to be friends with them; there aren't enough opportunities to bond when you all have different schedules, let alone priorities. But you did enjoy their team's presence, and every interaction with them is one you hope may bring your team closer to theirs.

Except for one player.

“Sorry, we’re late!” Hyunjae enters the room with an apologetic smile. “Someone decided to sleep in.”

“Not true! Hyunjae’s lying.”

The room starts to grow dimmer, almost as if life were sucked out of it. Only you seemed to see it, never the others. There he is—the only exception.

He’s dressed in an oversized graphic tee layered on top of a white long-sleeved shirt and a pair of black baggy jeans. His hair shows its soft curls, clearly indicating that he’s the one lying.

A playful pout rests on his lips as he tries to continue his defense. Yet, when he locks eyes with you, he holds back. A scowl now paints his face.

If you follow esports, then you would know who Kim Sunwoo is—an established pro player who switched from Overwatch to Valorant. At first, many people were confused by his choice, throwing away years invested into a different game. Yet, it seemed that he didn’t care about what others had to say as he signed with HYST a few months after he started playing Valorant.

Within that time frame, he was able to impress Younghoon and Sangyeon with his gameplay. After all, Valorant and Overwatch required different playstyles. It was easy for him to become big in the Valorant pro scene, as you would like to say, for he made use of his existing fame.

He’s adored by many people who follow the pro scene; audience and players alike. You, however, seemed to think differently.

You shift your gaze to Younghoon, silently hoping that the meeting will commence. As if he heard your thoughts, he says, “No worries. Go, take your seats.”

Unfortunately, Hyunjae opts to sit across from Eunchae, leaving one vacant seat across from you.

Sunwoo sits on the chair as a dejected sigh leaves him, causing you to roll your eyes while you keep your gaze away from him. All you need to do is get through the meeting and you won’t have to face him for a while.

“Thank you everyone for coming here today,” Younghoon starts as he faces all of you. The whiteboard behind him has now been flipped, and the gamer tags are now hidden. “Uh, before we get into the agenda for today’s meeting, let’s congratulate the winners of Game Changers!”

Applause erupts from everyone who didn’t participate in that competition, but your eyes don’t miss how slow the boy across you claps, almost as if he wasn’t impressed.

“Now, we can get to the point of today’s meeting.” Younghoon steps to the side, revealing the text written—VCT GAMEPLAN with irregular shapes surrounding it. “We all know that VCT is around the corner, a few months from now, which means we’ve got to start our preparations.”

“Normally, we would’ve gone straight to strategizing and having you guys,” your coach looks at the team across you, “practice, but Sangyeon and I have agreed on doing things differently this year.” He flips the board, revealing everyone’s gamer tags. “We’re changing the roster.”

Many players are caught off-guard by Younghoon’s announcement. It’s not usual for a roster change to take place, especially with only a few months left before qualifiers commence.

“We know that not everyone may want to participate in the upcoming VCT, and I’ve spent weeks trying to configure what’s the best roster to represent HYST.” Younghoon then pulls out a blue marker and starts to circle some names; CHUU, Darong, bae, nuguri, and… Ailurus? “These are my picks for VCT.”

A frown appears on your face, but before you can comment, Haknyeon beats you to it. “I don’t know if having Hyunjae and Sunwoo play together is smart.” All eyes are now on him. “I mean, no offense,” his eyes flicker to the two subjects, “I don’t know if Jiwoo and Y/N would be able to keep up, and that’s not a diss to them.”

“I agree,” Jacob chimes in. “Haknyeonie, Juyeon, and I can play with Sunwoo and Hyunjae as duelists because we know their playstyles well. We’ve played together for years. Y/N and Jiwoo would be playing with them for the first time.”

Younghoon bites the inside of his cheek, deep in thought as he considers what’s been said. “Thoughts?” He directs his question to the two people in question. The two players exchange glances, almost as if they were communicating.

“Yeah, I know Sunwoo and I can adjust our playstyle but it took more than half a year for Juyeon and Haknyeon to get used to our playstyle,” Hyunjae says as he scratches the back of his neck. “And if it helps, I’d prefer to sit this one out. You know, I have a lot of sponsorships lined up that I need to stream for also.”

Your coach sighs. “No worries. What about you, Sunwoo?”

“Wait, can I say something?” Jiwoo gathers the attention of everyone in the room. “I also want to opt out of VCT. I mean, I just played in Game Changers.” A guilty smile takes over her features.

Thankfully, Younghoon acknowledges where Jiwoo comes from. “Of course, I understand. After all, that’s why we're having this meeting.”

Before your coach can try to reconfigure the roster, Sangyeon stands up from his seat.

“Can I suggest another rotation?” Younghoon nods before handing him a red marker. Sangyeon starts to circle another list of gamer tags, ones he believes should be in the final line-up of players for VCT; it consists of bokku, bae, gyulz, Ppiya, and… Ailurus, again? Your coach frowns as he looks at the selection.

“I think Sunwoo should be benched.” Your eyebrows shoot up at Sangyeon’s words, not expecting those words considering the player’s reputation.“He’s made some rash plays recently, and you know that.” You glance at the boy who sits across from you only to see that his gaze is affixed to the ground.

Younghoon shakes his head, clearly in disbelief at the manager’s words. “Yes, but that’s only for a few matches. Trust me when I say that Sunwoo is strong as a duelist and an initiator.” His attempt to defend his mentee is weak against Sangyeon’s opinion.

“He plays for himself!”

Clearly, the two higher-ups have opposing views.

“Think about it; Eunchae and Sakura are great duelists, and anyone else on that team plays initiator.”

Although Sangyeon seems to believe his proposed line-up is the best one yet, your coach shakes his head. “Eunchae isn’t playing.” He glances at her before saying, “She told me beforehand.” All eyes are now on the teen who only shows an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, I wanted to take a break from this year’s VCT to focus on my studies.”

Sangyeon scratches the back of his neck. “Well—”

“Hey,” Sakura cuts into the conversation. “Haven’t we considered that Y/N and Sunwoo might not want to play together?” She looks at you two with scrunched eyebrows, clearly confused by your coach’s proposal. “I mean, we all know their relationship, no?”

Your feud isn’t under the table. All of the players know about your distaste towards each other but they don’t know where it stems from.

“Yes, but their playstyles complement each other.” Everyone’s confused as to why Younghoon is persistent. “Out of all my mentees, I’ve worked with them the most, and I know exactly how they can work together.”

“Well, I want Y/N on that team.” As your manager says that, all the attention is now on you. You’re not sure why Sangyeon would say that. Uncomfortable with how you’ve become the topic of the conversation, you cannot help but sink into your seat.

“And I agree with you. But if we’re going to have Y/N play, I need Sunwoo on that team.” You lock eyes with Sunwoo briefly as your coach says that. “He’s my one-pick, and I know he’ll help the team out the most.” Sangyeon sighs, rethinking the roster once more. You shift your gaze to the ground, clearly unhappy being paired with the player across from you.

You weren’t happy that the two continued to discuss the final roster without asking you, but before you could speak up, someone beat you to it.

“Shouldn’t Y/N take a break?” Your gaze lands on the boy across from you, eyebrows now furrowed over his suggestion. “I mean, they did just come from winning Game Changers. We can have Juyeon take over.” When you spot a small smirk resting on his lips, you ball your fists.

Whatever game Sunwoo is playing, you don’t want any part of it. If anything, whatever he’s trying to insinuate has you clenching your teeth. And you’re about to retort—

“No,” Sangyeon says, speaking on your behalf. “Y/N’s a good leader and a team player. I trust Y/N the most out of all the people on the roster.”

Sunwoo raises his hands in defense. “It was only a suggestion.” But when he glances at you, you don’t miss the sinister smile on his face.

Not only was Sunwoo trying to bench you out of the competition but Sangyeon and Younghoon were too invested in their conversation, speaking on your behalf as if you were nothing but a tool for the organization. Without a second thought, you stand up from your seat. Everyone’s eyes are on you as you storm out of the room.

That’s the thing about being a pro player in the esports scene; no one seems to listen to you if you aren’t a man.

For once, silence settles amongst everyone. Your departure is a message, one that everyone failed to see earlier on.

A sigh leaves Sakura. “I know we’re all worried about VCT but let’s not forget to hear everyone out, okay?” She glances at the doors that are now shut closed, wondering where you may have gone. “You know Y/N. Just avoid speaking on their behalf and let them talk for themselves.”

“Yeah,” Eunchae huffs, “let’s give them time to cool down. We only wrapped up Game Changers a few weeks ago.”

As Younghoon crosses his arms, a sigh leaves him as he looks down to the floor. “Sorry, Sangyeon and I were too caught up with what we wanted.” He glances at his watch before shifting his gaze to the players who sit idly. “Let’s talk about this again once they come back.”

In the eye of a hurricane stands you, a witness to the chaos, wondering what course of action nature shall take upon you. Somehow, your screams are soundless—not a single soul minds the hurricane for as long as it doesn’t hit them.

You stand in front of the washroom mirror, taking your time to recollect your thoughts. The stress that comes from the upcoming VCT, the pressure to represent HYST once more, the likelihood of working with Kim Sunwoo for the first time—there’s nothing you can control.

The stars point you towards acceptance, perseverance.

It’s not that you were against representing HYST for the upcoming VCT events. If anything, you were grateful that Sangyeon and Younghoon trusted you to undertake such an important role.

Although you’ve competed in Game Changers, the audience it attracts is smaller in comparison to the ones your manager and coach want to see you in. All eyes will be on you as you compete to reach to Champions.

The weight that comes with playing in a worldwide esports event, one that most of the community is tuned into, rests on your shoulders—a coalition of anxiety from every round that plays out, migraines from reconfiguring your strategies, the comments of you playing just because you aren’t a man. Those reasons should be enough for you to decline the offer, to protect your peace, and to make more out of your streams.

But nothing can compare to bringing back home the fruit of your labor—the Champions Cup—the recognition that comes from competing, and the bond built amongst teammates. If you got to experience all that from Game Changers, you’re almost certain that VCT will bring experiences to be marked in your books.

But what do you know, right?

With a mind clearer after today’s event, you exit the washroom, still deciding whether you should compete or not. Yet, it’s as if the universe has plans to provoke you as you come face-to-face with the last person you want to see.

His eyes lock with yours and a snarl appears on his face. “What? I had to use the washroom.” Defensive, like always.

Before you can make your way back to the conference room, he grabs your arm, holding you back. You glare at Sunwoo, your eyes glancing at his hand on your arm, and he lets go.

He bites the inside of his cheek. “I know we don’t like each other.” Tell me about it. “But,” he sucks in a breath as he stares back at you. “I know we want to prove ourselves, so why don’t we just suck it up and work together?”

Anyone could believe that Sunwoo’s trying to play nice with you—he’s willing to make amends in hopes that there’s no bad blood between you two—but you could care less about what this man has to say.

“It’s not that easy,” you start. “You don’t understand what I want.” Unlike him, you know that proving yourself does nothing.

His frowns over your words. “What do you mean—”

“Sunwoo, you can easily say you want to play to prove yourself,” you cut him off. “I can’t say the same for me. It’s a privilege enough that I can even play in these events.” You jab your index finger against his chest, making him stagger backward.

That’s what makes you and Sunwoo different; while he chases praises from a few lucky plays, you’re left to deal with the backlash from just breathing.

If Sunwoo wants to retort, you don’t give him the chance to do so as you walk away from him. As you reach the doors, you take a deep breath in before swinging them open. The chatter is interrupted by your presence as you make your way back to your seat.

Sunwoo follows shortly, keeping his gaze on you as he takes his seat. You would’ve ignored the way he looks at you but the eye contact you two exchange amplifies what you told him then in the halls. So when an ominous grin appears on your face, the lousy bridge he tried to build towards you crumbles. After all, it was constructed on a poor attempt to save his career.

“Count me in.”

ROUND 2: “YOUR BIGGEST MISTAKE WAS THAT YOU PISSED ME OFF.”

With every day that passes, the weight of VCT rests heavier on your shoulders. Playing with a team you don’t compete with is not easy. Yet, you’re hopeful today—it’s all you have, after all.

As you enter the practice room, you are greeted by the chilly air that emits from the air conditioners. The practice room resembles an internet cafe; desks are lined up with monitors and keyboards while CPUs are placed under the tables.

You catch sight of Sakura and Haknyeon chatting away as they sit in front of their assigned computers. Jacob, however, is busy talking to Younghoon; you can only assume they’re talking about possible strategies.

Before you take a seat beside Haknyeon, you make sure to greet everyone. “And I couldn’t believe Juyeon just fell to the floor!” He exclaims which has Sakura laughing.

“What’d I miss?”

Haknyeon looks at you on the brink of tears before he retells the story. “Okay, because you know how Juyeon and I share a room?” You nod. “So, I told Juyeon to shut the lights off on his way to bed because I was ready to go to sleep. But somehow, he got lazy while walking so he had this genius idea to just jump to the bed.” At this point, your friend is laughing in between words, and the story has gone incomprehensible.

“And the next thing you know it, Haknyeon hears a sudden thump.”

You burst into laughter over the story. “You’re telling me he missed?!” The only answers you get are chortles from the two.

Preparations for VCT have fueled your anxiety for many reasons, possible losses and backlash to name a few, but Haknyeon and Sakura bring pockets of sunshine amidst the storm. If they weren’t here, you wouldn’t know how to deal with your worries.

“Sorry, I’m late!” Your mood shifts as your last teammate enters the room with an iced americano in his hand. You both lock eyes for a brief moment before you shift your gaze back to your friends, chewing on the inside of your cheek.

“Okay, hurry! Everyone, start fixing your setups,” Younghoon orders as he claps his hands, grabbing everyone’s attention.

You chose your seat in hopes that Jacob would sit beside you, making it easier for you both to discuss possible team strategies. Yet, the other in-game leader sits somewhere else, leaving Sunwoo to take the spot next to you. Your bubbly mood has turned sour.

“Anyway, today we will be having a practice match! So, what to expect is that…”

Younghoon’s words fall flat on your ears as your heartbeat fills your ears. As you try to fix your monitor and audio settings to fit your preferences, you hope that the anxiety will die down. Yet, you feel a pair of eyes stare a hole right into you—annoyance now accompanies your anxiety.

“Can you mind your own business and listen to Coach?” You raise the question, only loud enough for your annoying teammate to hear.

“I am paying attention.”

You scoff, “Oh, so you’ll listen now?” You rip your gaze away from the computer to glare at Sunwoo. “You didn’t listen to me last time.”

A few days ago, your team decided to scrimmage against the other members of the organization. It was a good way to practice before signing up for scrimmages against other teams participating.

Unfortunately for you, it was a match that solidified your dislike of the player. With every round, he found ways to get on your nerves, ignoring your comms and playing for himself to name a few. If you were going to be honest, you expected a bit more from Sunwoo—Sangyeon is right about his stance on the player.

Sunwoo shrugs, glancing at your coach who continues to explain today’s practice match. “I don’t know, your strats weren’t making sense last time. I trust Jacob more.”

You clench your fists as you close your eyes briefly in disbelief. “So, if it’s a man speaking, you’ll listen?” You shake your head in disbelief as you return your attention to the computer. “Jacob and I had the same plan, asshole.”

If Sunwoo wanted to defend himself, he’s not allowed to do so as Younghoon calls on both of your names. “Hey, are you listening?” The two of you nod profusely in a poor attempt to hide your conversation. “Okay then. For today’s scrimmage, you’ll be going against RUSH.”

There’s no way, right? “Sorry, did you say RUSH?” You earn a nod from him, and your world tilts on its axis. After how many years, it only took one scrimmage for you to reunite with your reasons behind why you stand in the pro scene today—Jeon Jungkook and Eric Sohn.

The three of you first met each other in university in a club full of people who liked to play video games. At first, you weren’t sure why you joined in the first place, dreading the possibility of dealing with men who would throw misogynistic comments towards you. Yet, the universe found a way to make sure you would enjoy your stay, gifting you two boys who became your best friends from university.

“Today is the perfect time to get to know your opponents, get a feel of what they do. I know that you guys have started playing together, trying to get a feel of what it’s like to play together, but I hope this scrimmage will build on it,” Younghoon says as your team quickly logs into their accounts on Discord.

Once you’ve logged in, you notice that Younghoon has sent you an invite to a Discord server. You accept it, greeted by the huge selection of teams participating, and you catch sight of RUSH in a voice channel. All of their gamer tags are recognizable, but two of them have stuck with you since your university days.

“You can all jump on the voice channel with them. Don’t forget to introduce yourselves.”

You’re the first to hop on a call and your teammates follow you shortly. Usually, you were the type to have someone lead the conversation, but to say you were excited to talk to your old friends would be an understatement. “Hi, everyone.”

“Oh my god, is that Y/N?” Jungkook asks, surprised by the sound of a familiar voice.

“Y/N?!” Eric’s microphone crackles over how loud he exclaims your name, and a grin rests on your lips over the reactions.

There they are. “I know, it’s been forever. I haven’t talked to you both since we graduated.”

The next thing you know, their faces appear on the screen; they don’t look too different from when you last saw them, but they’ve grown up. “Is it actually you?!” Jungkook asks. “I won’t believe it until I see you.”

A chuckle leaves your lips over your old friend’s words. “God, I’ll turn my cam on.” You click on the video icon, revealing your poor attempt to hold back your grin. “Happy now?”

“It’s been so long, what the fuck? I miss you! Congrats on your win!” Eric says. “Everyone, why don’t we turn on our cams?” Both his teammates and yours have turned their cameras on. “Let’s introduce ourselves.”

The introductions are quick. You learned the real names of Jungkook and Eric’s teammates; Choi Soobin, Jeon Wonwoo, and Lee Jeno. RUSH’s roster is a good selection of players. Your palms get sweaty as you hear your heartbeat in your ears—nothing could’ve prepared you for today’s scrimmage.

Before you can all agree to start the match, Sunwoo pops a question. “Sorry, how do you guys know each other?” You watch his expression through Discord, eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

Jungkook chuckles before saying, “We went to uni together, met in this club which we all left after our first year.” All he gets is a hum from your teammate, but you don’t miss the way Sunwoo looks off into nowhere, almost as if he’s irritated—you wonder why his mood shifted. “Anyway, are we ready to have our match?” You all hum in agreement before turning your cameras off.

“Alright, good luck and have fun!”

The worst Valorant matches are the ones that reach overtime. It’s 12 to 13 on Icebox in RUSH’s favor, and your team is on the brink of losing—only one win is needed and your opponent will leave victorious.

“I think we should go through mid and then make our way through A-site.”

You shake your head in disapproval. “No, Jacob, I think we should enter a site together instead. It’s risky to pass through mid since,” you glance at the leaderboard to check how many credits Jungkook has, “I have a strong feeling someone will use an operator.”

Although Jacob seems to consider your suggestion, a groan leaves Sunwoo. “Wouldn’t it be better to split up?”

“No, we’re not strong enough to fight our own battles. We need to play together, fight together.” You would like to think that your team can handle isolated battles, but you guys were weak against RUSH. Perhaps they had good reflexes or better game sense.

As the timer starts to count down, Jacob orders, “Okay, we’ll go with Y/N’s plan. The most important thing is that we don’t pick fights on our own and plant the spike.”

The round commences, and you all make your way into your positions; Sakura and Jacob slowly make their way through A-main while you go up to the belt. Haknyeon carefully sets up his trip wires and camera before joining you.

“I’m going to dart first.” Once you get your recon bolt out, you shoot it far enough to land on the wall; it catches the presence of Soobin and Wonwoo. The toxic screen goes up, perfectly concealing the site.

“Go!”

It happens all too quickly, shots fired and damage dealt and received. Before you know it, your team is dead—except for one who didn’t seem to listen to your plans.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” you say as you spectate Sunwoo, watching that he’s making his way back to where you guys died, leaving mid. There are only two players that he needs to fight, Jungkook on Jett and Eric on Deadlock. You know the round is tense, and the last thing you want to do is aggravate him.

Thankfully, Sunwoo plants the spike, but he situates himself in a spot that wouldn’t allow him to reposition quickly. A pair of footsteps go up the stairs, signaling that someone is making their way to heaven.

For a moment, he keeps his gaze affixed to screens, but he looks back to A-main, expecting a flank, and he’s right; Eric comes into his vision.

You expect Sunwoo to win the fight, but when his body falls to the ground, a sigh leaves you. The mood has plummeted, sinking into murky waters of frustration, disappointment. “Fuck, sorry,” Sunwoo apologizes as he covers his mouth in frustration.

“It’s okay, you tried,” Jacob attempts to console his teammate. “Good work, everyone.”

The spike gets defused; HYST has lost against RUSH.

“Come on, let’s go hop on a call with them again.”

With that, your team follows Jacob’s orders. “Tight match everyone, but a fun one!” Wonwoo says.

“Yeah, thanks for the game,” Sakura responds, trying to stay in high spirits.

“Well, we have to get going. We have another scrimmage,” Eric starts. “Y/N, send me your number through DMs. Let’s hang with Jungkook.”

You hum, a small smile resting on your lips. “Sure, see you guys in Challengers.” With that, everyone leaves the voice channel.

While RUSH is probably celebrating their win, HYST is in low spirits. It’s a practice match, sure, but still a match nevertheless.

“Good work, everyone,” Younghoon says in an attempt to cheer everyone up. “I really liked the energy I saw from you guys. You all put up a good fight and fought together.”

Although everyone seems to hum in agreement with your coach, you don’t join in. “Why did you stray off?” You redirect your gaze to the boy beside you, only earning a frown. “Didn’t we agree to play together?”

He rolls his eyes at you. “Yeah, but—”

“But what, Sunwoo? What could’ve been the reason for you to not enter with us and not follow the game plan?” You’re frustrated over everything; the stress of VCT, your loss against RUSH, your teammate who never listens to you.

“Hey, knock it off!” Younghoon gets in between you two. “Now is not the time to be fighting.” You and Sunwoo only glare at each other. “Cannot believe I’m dealing with a bunch of 5-year-olds,” he mutters under his breath.

“Jacob and Sakura, nice work in holding B-site, by the way. Haknyeon, you also did well holding A-site.” Then, your coach glances between you two. “Now, we still need to work on your coordination and teamwork.” It’s a statement for your whole team, but it feels as if it were directed at you and Sunwoo. You wish you sat out of VCT.

“You can go now.”

With that, everyone gets ready to exit the practice room. Your coach is the first one out. You think you’re at fault for causing stress on him but if only Sunwoo would work with you—listen, for the matter—then maybe you two wouldn’t be in this mishap.

“Hey, you two.” You look at Jacob who calls on you and Sunwoo. “Can you stay behind for a bit?” You glance at Haknyeon and Sakura who observe the interaction briefly. As you both nod, your other teammates have taken their leave.

Now, you stand in front of him with your teammate beside you. A sigh leaves him as he rubs his jaw while a frown rests on his face. You only see Jacob like this when he’s focused on his games, but never when it comes to dealing with issues like what your team (or you and Sunwoo, really) has.

“I know you two don’t like each other, and I still don’t know why.” You and Sunwoo exchange glances before ignoring each other once more. “But you understand that you both signed up for VCT, right? That means you will be playing many matches together.”

You’re aware that agreeing to represent HYST means having to work with Sunwoo. Your reasons for participating are enough to convince you that you handle all the upcoming matches with Sunwoo—all adversities will be dealt with. Yet, you couldn’t speak for your teammate.

“So, I’m asking that you guys focus on working together. I’m not asking you to make up or anything but to still be professional around each other. We still have to win the qualifiers, so no funny business, okay?”

Jacob was right. Your dispute is getting in the way of team dynamics, holding HYST back, and you didn’t want to inconvenience your team any further. With that, you nod, begrudgingly accepting Jacob’s request. You can spot Sunwoo nodding along with you in the corner of your eye.

“Okay, thanks. You can both go now.”

When you and Sunwoo leave the practice room, not a single word is exchanged.

ROUND 3: “DON’T LOOK SO SMUG, SUNWOO!”

Over the last months, you and your team have spent every waking hour on Valorant—practice, practice, practice, until you all felt satisfied.

To say you were sick of the game is an understatement, but some of your teammates try to make every minute enjoyable; Haknyeon would goof off some rounds and knife opponents from behind, Jacob would make comments that you never would’ve imagined leaving his mouth, and Sakura would ask questions about everyone before every round. You take your part in lifting the spirits and making these matches less monotonous by reading stories from the r/AmITheAsshole subreddit.

As for your relationship with Sunwoo, you’ve tried to keep it professional. During matches and strategizing phases, you would communicate with each other, exchanging ideas of how to win these games. Outside of those periods, however, were spent ignoring each other’s existence.

Thankfully, all those months of practicing didn’t go to waste—your team went against multiple organizations during Qualifiers, and now you’re on the last leg of the event. Only one more win is needed and your team makes it to Challengers.

Now, your team is in the practice room, head-to-head against another team. It’s 11 to 12 in your team’s favor on Ascent. It’s absurd that your opponents made a comeback from 3-9, but you’ll blame it on the superstition.

“Let’s play default. Their team tends to push out anyway,” Jacob orders before he takes a sip of water. “I’ll play by tiles while Sakura and Haknyeonie can go to A-site. Sunwoo and Y/N, play near B-site. Just make sure to not get caught by their Sova’s recon dart.” Everyone on your team agrees with Jacob’s plan.

The round commences. Just like what Jacob called out, a recon dart is thrown, but it doesn’t catch sight of you and Sunwoo. “Sova’s by B-site,” Sunwoo tells the team.

“I hear footsteps by tree,” Sakura starts, and Jacob takes it as his sign to smoke the cubby off. Before you know it, he takes a peek at mid and kills off the enemy team’s Gekko. Sakura flashes A-site before double-swinging with Haknyeon. “There are three players by A-site! Go to B-site!”

You and Sunwoo start to make your way through B-site. You walk in front of him, trying to smoke off hall and market. It should’ve occurred to you how weird it is that Sunwoo trails behind you, but it doesn’t, and you choose to enter the site.

The next thing you know, your body flops to the ground, and you let out a groan. As you spectate Sunwoo, he successfully trades you. “Spike down B,” the announcer voices out. Now, it’s a three versus one battle.

“Astra’s with me! Go plant,” Haknyeon calls out, and Sunwoo listens. He plants the spike like a breeze and situates himself in the boathouse.

Jacob tucks himself by mid, waiting for Astra to pass through spawn. “I can catch Astra off-guard while you try to pinch them,” he tells Haknyeon. Within a few seconds, he successfully lands his shots and kills Astra, securing HYST a win—your team will be participating in Challengers.

Everyone cheers, getting off their seats and huddling into a group hug. “Holy shit, Jacob! That was such a good 3K!” Haknyeon cheers as he’s overfilled with joy.

Your teammate tries to shrug off the compliments. “We all did good.”

A pair of arms wrap around you and Jacob. “That was an amazing play!” Younghoon is thrilled by today’s matches. “WE’RE GOING TO CHALLENGERS!”

It’s a dream come true; you’ll be competing on stage in front of a wider audience against teams who are more capable than you—who have more experience than you—but the journey has only started. You wonder what the upcoming months will have in store for you and your team—what will time do for you and Sunwoo?

You’re the first to break up from the hug, everyone else following along. “I’m going to call Sangyeon over,” your coach announces before making his way out of the practice room.

Then, Haknyeon pulls out his phone. “Wait, the guys are blowing up our group chat. I’ll just call them.”

Sunwoo is about to follow his teammates, but you grab hold of his forearm as you hold him back, and he frowns at you. “I need to talk to Sunwoo,” you smile at the other guys who only glance at each other, confused by your actions. Yet, they let the matter go, letting you deal with your business with him.

Sakura grabs your shoulder. “I’m going to call the team. Anything you want me to tell them?”

“I’ll tell them myself, it’s okay. You can go.”

With that, it was only you and your teammate.

You let go of his arm and a frown replaces the grin you once showed. “What was that during the last round?” As Sunwoo scrunches his eyebrows further, you groan. “You literally baited me.”

An exasperated sigh leaves him. “God, it’s not that serious.”

“Sunwoo, you’re playing duelist. You’re supposed to be entering sites for the team.”

“And I do!” He glares at you, annoyed by your complaints. “We still won. Can’t you just be happy that we made it to Challengers?”

That’s the thing you hate about playing with Sunwoo; if the outcome is good, he’ll turn a blind eye to his mistakes. How does he improve as a player if he doesn’t acknowledge his faults?

He’s about to turn away from you—make his way to his teammates and celebrate today’s win—but you grab his hand and pull him close to you. The sudden action almost has him toppling over you, and thankfully, his reflexes are quick enough to make sure you both don’t fall.

But the distance between you two is smaller, his eyes wide while yours remain stern. He holds his breath while yours grazes his skin.

You’ve never seen him this way—compliant, obedient—and it’s a sight to behold, one you’d like to keep for yourself. If only he were like this to you, then maybe you wouldn’t—no, snap out of it.

“Sunwoo.” He gulps at the way you call his name. “I’m your controller, I’m supposed to stay alive longer to support you.” You hold his gaze. “Try to keep this behavior up during the rest of VCT, I dare you.”

There’s malice laced in your tone, an attempt to make him cower—obey—over your threat, and you know your job is successful when Sunwoo doesn’t try to retort. He has every opportunity to retort—rile you up like all other times—and yet, he remains silent.

With that, you let go of his hand, stepping away to give you both room to breathe. Patches of warmth litter all over your skin, from your neck to your chest. To have Sunwoo look at you like that has—

“Guys!” Younghoon comes back rushing into the room with Sangyeon trailing behind him. You catch sight of the smile that rests on your manager’s face, clearly proud of your team. “Let’s look at the list of the teams who made it to Challengers.”

Your coach fiddles with the television remote and opens up the stream. Just in time, you’re able to look through the teams who made it to the next event. As you spot HYST in a sea of esteemed teams, fulfillment bubbles within you.

Yet, you know the battle doesn’t end here. RUSH makes the cut—will your team remain victorious or will it meet its demise?

ROUND 4: “YOU’RE HERE TO TAKE MY KILLS, SUNWOO? LET’S MAKE IT A COMPETITION.”

You were lying when you said you were sick of Valorant. There were other games you could be playing, Minecraft, Overwatch, and Stardew Valley to name a few. Yet, here you are, playing your favorite (read: most hated) game for today’s stream.

“I won’t lie, I’m not sure why I’m playing this game on stream,” you chuckle. “Like, I could be playing something else to save my mental health.” The comments keep coming as you ramble, trying to kill time.

keybladetwo: CONGRATS IN PLAYOFFS!!! GOODLUCK IN CHALLENGERS orangecheeko: HYST TAKEOVER 🔥🔥🔥 hungrydinosaur: the 3k bae did last round was INSANE

A flood of compliments comes your way, making you smile. “Awe. Thanks, everyone! I still can’t believe I’ll be playing for Challengers, and then there’ll be Masters and Champions.”

reingoaway: how was it like playing with the others :O noxturnal: U and Jacob on the same team must be crazy! Aren’t u both IGLs

A hum leaves you as you think over your answers. “It’s fun for the most part,” you admit. “I mean, it took us a while to get used to each other’s playstyles, but I’d like to think that the practice paid off.”

You fiddle around with your Valorant collection, changing skins on some firearms. “I’d like to think Jacob and I do pretty well in strategizing in the middle of matches. Sure, we have our fair share of contrasting opinions but we always consider each other’s ideas.”

Although the time you spend practicing with your team can be tiresome, your teammates try to make every round enjoyable. It’s thanks to them that you’re able to deal with the weight of VCT for the most part. There is burnout that comes from playing the same game at a pro level—at least you have most of your teammates to thank for the most part.

tagmeup: Will you play with nuguri? ailguriluver: YEAA u guys go crazy together ashfallen: nuguri & ailurus stream 🙏

You would’ve ignored it as you used to with all other streams, but your chat seems to flood the same question; there’s no escape even in the safety of your own channel. “Uh,” you scratch the back of your neck, “I didn’t really plan to stream with nuguri.”

nugunuguwho: He’s on stream right now!

“He is?” You bite the inside of your cheek as you type out his username on Twitch. His profile shows up, showing that he’s live, and you adjust your stream so that it shows your browser. Now, your audience can see that you’ve searched him up.

Once you click his stream, you are greeted with the words “DEFEAT” flashing on the screen. “Aish, fuck this game!” On the top left corner of the screen is your teammate, all dressed in a gray hoodie with hair messier than usual, and frames resting on the bridge of his nose. He leans back on his chair, tonguing the inside of his cheek out of frustration from losing a match.

The screen shifts to the match summary, showing that he’s currently 00RR in Ascendant 3. “Man, you would think that people in these ranks would at least understand to comm!” He then showcases his match history and—holy shit, it’s a red carpet. “Guys, it’s not looking good.”

You hide your smile behind the back of your hand. Although you make comments about how terrible of a player Sunwoo is, you would’ve never imagined him to be on such a horrendous losing streak.

(At the same time, it could be the fault of his teammates, but you weren’t going to give him that satisfaction. He’s an awful player, point blank.)

“Ailurus is on my stream?” You are snapped out of your thoughts as he mentions your gamer tag. “How do you know?” He scrunches his eyebrows as he reads the chat. “They’re streaming?”

You rush to close the window and frown at the camera. “I can’t believe you guys sold me out!” As you shake your head, you shift your stream back to the game. “I was trying to spy on him! Anyway, I’m going to queue up because I cannot have Sunwoo ruining my win streak.”

You’re about to queue into a game, hoping to end the discussion, but your eyes catch sight of a familiar name and you halt your movements.

nuguri: r u down to play?

It’s an internal battle—should you pretend you didn’t see Sunwoo’s message or should you fake your relationship with him?

Time ticks. The more you contemplate, the more you realize that you can’t play off that you saw his message in a sea of unfamiliar usernames. You’ve dug up your hole—there’s no turning back now.

“Okay, add my alt account.” Not a single mention of his name, and yet, your audience knows exactly who you’re talking to. The chat is filled with messages of excitement.

A friend request has been sent to you. “Is “sawako’s bf” your fucking alt?” Your gaze shifts to the chat, waiting for a message from Sunwoo.

nuguri: check discord

You roll your eyes before accepting his request on Valorant before opening up Discord. Another friend request has come in, and—is that a Smiski as his display picture? Your mouth parts open as you accept his request. Before you can shoot him a message, he calls you, and you don’t think twice before picking it up.

“I didn’t know you liked Smiskis,” you admit, surprised by the sight of the figurine. The sight of your profile picture, a Smiski from a different series, beside his photo is humorous—who would’ve thought that you two would match? “I didn’t even know you had another Discord account.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

You shrug. “I mean, you just don’t look like the type you know? You reek of “loser e-boy that can’t do shit” energy.” As you hear him gasp, you chuckle.

Perhaps it helped to interact with Sunwoo in front of an audience. You can say diss him if you wanted, boiling it down to banter, and no one would question it.

“First off, I have a Discord account for work and another one for just personal use. And second, I am not a fuckass e-boy.” His defensive energy has you rolling your eyes. “Hey, I see you rolling your eyes!”

“The fuck? Get out of my stream,” you say as you glance at the camera. As you go back to Valorant, you see that you’re invited to Sunwoo’s party. Once you accept the invite, Sunwoo queues you both up for a Ranked match. “If we lose, I’m blaming it on you.”

“Hey! It’s not my fault that I lost all my matches today.”

You bite on the inside of your cheek, holding back your laughter just in case he’s still watching your stream. “Okay, whatever you say. I know you only peaked Immortal 1.”

“Immortal 1 is a good rank! What are you trying to say?” A chuckle leaves him as he says those words, clearly knowing that he’s unfortunately not like you who is currently ranked at Immortal 2.

“I think you just want me to boost you.”

“Match found,” the announcer voices out. You are greeted by the opening screen of Sunset.

“Yeah, sorry. I’m down on my luck that I need someone to boost me.” Sarcasm is evident in his tone, and you can’t help but laugh. The screen then shifts to agent select. “What’s good, everyone?” A bad attempt at deep voice leaves Sunwoo as he talks to a team full of strangers.

You’re thrown back by the sudden tone shift, causing a giggle to leave you. “What the fuck was that?!”

“Go! Talk to the team.” You shake your head as if he can see you. (Maybe he’s still watching you, after all.) He hovers over Reyna before telling you, “It won’t hurt.”

The thing about you is that you would never talk to a team full of strangers, but you don’t think twice when you say, “I’m good,” before hovering over Omen.

“There we go!” He exclaims in your call. You try to hold back your grin.

Unfortunately, the moment doesn’t last long. “Didn’t you mean to hover over Sage?” A stranger on your team asks.

You frown. “What do you mean?”

“Because you’re a woman.”

You should’ve seen this coming—there’s a reason why you don’t like to speak in this game.

“Just because I’m born a woman doesn’t mean I need to play that agent. I can play Skye if we need a healer,” you suggest, trying to keep your cool over what the stranger says.

“Nah, Skye might be too complex for you.”

You’re thinking if you should just lock in on Omen or retort, but both choices lead to an outcome where they’ll constantly be on your ass. Before you can make a decision, however, someone speaks.

“Hey, let them play whoever they want to play. You can play Sage if you really want,” Sunwoo cuts into the conversation, hoping to diffuse the situation. But when a chuckle leaves the stranger, you know it’s far from reaching that.

“Ah, I see how it is. How’s the head?”

You’ve officially reached your limit, and it seems Sunwoo has reached his as well. “This shit isn’t worth it,” Sunwoo ends the conversation with that. Before you know it, you’re back in the lobby, alone. “Sorry, I quit the game. Just give me a second to boot it up.”

As you hear those words, warmth surges within you. You don’t like your teammate at all and he’s never given you any reason to treat him with kindness, but just this one action is enough to make you see him in a different light—is he rotten to the core or have you been blinded this whole time?

Before you know it, he requests to join your party, and you accept the invite. When your eyes catch sight that he’s deranked to Ascendant 2, it hits you that he lost some RR just to avoid playing with the player who was giving you a hard time.

(Would it be bad to hope he did it for you?)

You hop in the queue to find another match.

It’s quiet for a moment; the mood has been ruined by some stranger on Valorant. Yet, Sunwoo seems to have something under his sleeve, a way to lift your spirit. “What if we pick each other’s agents?”

“This is a ranked match. You know that, right?”

Sunwoo lets out a groan. “I know that! But think about how fun it would be! We can play each other’s mains!”

“Do you really want to play Omen or Sova?” The screen then shows you’ll be playing on Pearl. “I thought you wanted to win some games.”

“Hey, I can definitely play those agents!” You roll your eyes over his words, clearly not believing him. “Let’s make it a competition. Whoever gets placed on top of the leaderboard wins, but you play Raze while I play Omen.”

A hum leaves you as you contemplate his proposal. “What’s the prize?”

“Well,” Sunwoo pauses, thinking over what can be done. “What if the winner gets their wish granted by the loser?”

“A wish? What type of wish?”

“Well, that’s for us to determine in our own time.”

You should’ve said no—why would you agree to such a bet with the one guy you can’t stand being in a room with? But the problem is that your pride is on the line, and you wanted to prove to Sunwoo that you could do his job better as a duelist.

So, you don’t think twice when you say, “Ah, fuck it. Let’s do it.”

You should’ve played Raze earlier on in your esports career. The match passes you like a breeze, entering and clearing sites and shots landing on your opponents every round. You don’t remember having this much fun playing Raze for the first time.

But somehow, the universe didn’t listen to your wishes—Sunwoo sits on the top of the leaderboard while you’re under him.

“Fuck! I only needed one assist and I would’ve beaten you.” As you complain, your teammate laughs.

“Ah, I wonder what I should have you do for me.”

You roll your eyes before looking at the time. “God, it’s that late already? I think I’m gonna end the stream already.”

“Yeah, me too. I’ll be back.” Before you know it, he deafens himself on Discord.

A sigh leaves you before you briefly look through the chat. “Sorry guys, I’m gonna end it early. I still need to pack my suitcase for Challengers next week.” There’s a mix of comments, ones that beg you to stay while others that thank you for today’s stream. “I’ll try to stream again before I leave but no promises. Bye, everyone! Hope you enjoy the rest of your days!”

With that, you end the stream. Another good stream out of you despite how short it was.

The most surprising thing to come out of this stream is that you were enjoying your time with Sunwoo. Whether it may be from the later hours of the day or just a front that he was putting up for the audience, you didn’t want to think too much of it. You’ll accept it for what it is now.

As you quit out of some of your applications, you look back at Discord to see that he’s back.

For a moment, it’s quiet. There’s an internal struggle within you—should you thank him for what he said earlier or not?

You didn’t want to call attention to the issue anymore. Unfortunately, you’ve had your fair share of experiences with misogyny throughout your life, and it pained you to say that this wasn’t the worst thing you’ve heard.

But he beats you to it, almost as if he was bothered by the silence, and says, “I’ll think about the wish for a bit, just want to think of my options.”

A groan rips out of you. “Don’t make me do anything stupid, please.”

He hums for a moment, almost as if he was considering your request, but you know who he is. “No guarantee! I’ll see you soon.”

Before you can retort, he ends the call. You stare blankly at your screen. If you thought Sunwoo was okay, you were absolutely wrong. He’s still a shithead.

But when you get in bed, you stare at the ceiling for a moment, and you can’t wipe off the grin that rests on your lips.

God, you need to sleep.

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kaiyonohime · 1 year

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My baby is, unfortunately, some sort of vampire. Apparently.

They are adorable and amazing and everything, but they want to be held constantly all night. And I do mean constantly. Never ending holding. Nothing else is good enough.

And while I would love to hold them and cuddle them all night, I am exhausted and want to sleep. Their ploy to get held all night is to scream for feedings, which my husband can’t help with at the moment. And poor baby gets held, wrapped up, put down, screams a few minutes later, and rinse and repeat all night.

So I ordered a breast pump and some bottles. Now my husband can help! He can heat up bottles and hold baby too.

So now the formula obsessed doctors and nurses can shut the fuck up about ‘you don’t know how much you’re feeding baby with breast milk’, because I will! There are little ml lines on the bottle. It’s great. And when baby does get older and I start weaning them the bottles can be used for other liquids, like regular milk and water, and maybe even some sort of weaning formula. But that’s a while in the future, but nice to have now.

I love my baby, I really do, I just wish they’d sleep for an hour or two at a time during the night. I happily hold them all day, they’re cushioned and snoozing in my lap right now, it’s just at night I need a little sleep. Thankfully they actually do settle and sleep during the day, so that’s when I’ve been grabbing my sleep. The world can go fuck itself right now, baby and I sleep when we can.

Just wish they weren’t a damn vampire. Either that, or I was still an avid gamer that could use baby as an excuse to game all night. Which I honestly might just end up doing with Minecraft tonight. If baby is going to be up all night, I might as well get some building done and listen to some audiobooks.

#vampire baby #but without the blood drinking #for now #the instant they get teeth it's only bottle for them

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marvus-xoloto · 2 years

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I don’t know if you’re taking requests but I just had my sister cut my long hair despite my gut telling me not to and I hate it and I feel so ugly , my hair is my comfort and was wondering if I could get a comfort fic with Mallek reassuring reader they’re not because I’m having a hard time convincing myself, I’ve been crying for like 2 hours now

i am always taking requests! It just takes me a while to write them sometimes lol ;-;

so sorry to hear about your hair <3 I hope this helps even a little bit! also sorry it took so long to post lol. i used this prompt as a warm up and forgot to post it

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It was bound to happen sooner or later on Alternia: absolute disaster.

You like to think you'd made you peace with the idea. Brutality? Well, all trolls are bastards, you're used to it. Violence? It's just foreplay on Alternia, and these funky little ant people want you so bad it makes them look stupid. They better start calling you cordyceps 'cause you got these bitches going to lengths once they've got you on the brain. And drone strikes? All you have to say to that is: you've befriended worse. Murder clowns; weeaboos and gamers; a verified nice guy, even. Drones got nothing on a heated gamer moment.

So what gets you in the end... it's the overconfidence, surely. Your sudden courage; you think it happens with an "oops" or an "uh-oh."

The important part is: it happens at all.

Because here's the thing they don't tell you about Alternia: even you- with your pal-ietal lobe, your cerebell-chum, your god damn penchant for being just the friendliest little guy- are alone with me, myself, and I at the end of the night. All you've got is that dude in the mirror who only talks back when you're at your most sleep deprived.

And that dude in the mirror has one fucked up 'do.

Fuck.

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The solution is obvious: you've fucked youself over with Occam's razor, may as well use it. Who else do you know has fucked up hair?

Well, all of your troll friends. Tagora especially comes to mind. But who else has intentionally fucked hair?

Mallek lets you into his hive without a word about your impending flop era.

It might be thanks to the hood drawn up over your head; thank god for Mallek's hoodie.

"What's up?" he asks. You're still learning to read him; his smirk never quite reaches his eyes, but then again, neither do any of his other expressions. "If you're planning on robbing the hood, I'd appreciate if you didn't display my sign." He flops down on his sofa, grabbing another slice of pizza and handing you the blue plastic plate as if your hands aren't shoved anxiously in your hoodie pocket. "Or at least rob something really cool and subversive. You know, flushed affirmation day is coming up-" it isn't, "-and I've always wanted a Namaaq original."

His desperate attempt to act like everything is cool means so much; you almost believe it, with his smudged eyeliner and his dichotomous face.

"Already stole everything I wanted," you say, sitting gingerly on the edge of the couch, pressing your fingers to his chest. It's a small comfort; his heart beats so slow where yours is beating in a near frantic state.

"Just the one? You know I've got about five more?"

"Hearts?"

He smirks again, but this time his eyes join the party with a little tilt-o-whirl and the light that comes with it. "Hoodies." He takes a bit of his pizza, chewing through a smile.

He gestures at you with his half-eaten slice. "So what's the deal tonight? Breaking and entering? Defamation of property?"

"Defamation of person, maybe," you say. And with a thrill of anxiety, you pull the hood down.

"Damn," he says. He chews down the crust. "You look fucked up."

Well, he didn't have to say it. Damn gamers and their blunt demeanors. Tears sting at your eyes; maybe this was a mistake.

Mallek looks suddenly very distressed, running his hand through his own hair and eyes wide. "Fuck, I didn't mean it like that." He's panicking now, which at least is endearing enough that you can momentarily shove aside your upset. He looks around wildly, before handing you another slice of pizza. Another blue plastic plate. His white flag, his peace offering.

"Help," you say, in a tiny, mousey voice. Because it's the only thing you can say without falling to pieces.

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It takes some manoevering, three more slices of pizza, and a few paragraphs of skipped exposition before you're sat in Mallek's gamer chair, with Mallek's hands in your hair, and Mallek's razor buzzing away behind you.

It's terrifying; hasn't your look suffered enough?

"You're going to get my hair stuck in all the noo- crevices," you catch yourself just in time.

"Yeah, well I've got a fan."

"Human hair is finer than troll hair."

"Heh. Got a leafblower, too."

"Do you really?"

"Yeah." You turn around in his chair to really look at him, give him a hard left face to the face. "Really," he repeats emphatically. "How do you think I got around before I saved up enough allowance for a hoverboard?" He jerks his horns to one of several piles of junk that litter his hive. You wouldn't have seen it if he hadn't pointed it out; a leafblower connected to both a skateboard AND a flamethrower. That is indeed Alternia's stupidest- and, possibly, deadliest- private transportation.

You're shocked. "Does it work?"

He scoffs. "Does it work? Do you feel any hair in those crevices?" He kicks at the seat; several meals worth of crumbs rain down.

You do, regretfully, find yourself suddenly aware of tiny bits of your cut hair in your own crevices. You wonder if he'll let you take a shower, or if he's going to try to prove a point with that leafblower.

"Your deflecting," he says, grabbing you by the top of your head and straightening you out. He clicks on the razor and you must visabley tense, because his hand on your head goes suddenly tender. "What's the big deal? I've been cutting my own hair for sweeps."

"What if I look stupid?"

"Do I look stupid to you?" He fluffs up his hair with his off hand, looking like the world's sexiest cockatiel.

There's silence between you. Mallek's face is so transparently pleading with you: please laugh, please feel better.

"It's just..." you trail off, fiddling with the hem of your stolen hoodie. "I've always been a person with hair that was a certain length, and-"

Mallek interrupts you with a swipe of his razor against your scalp.

"Hey!" your hand jumps to the clean shaven spot; it's fuzzy like a kiwi.

"You'll learn," he says, pitching his voice low, "to be the person with this length hair." He pulls the last lock out of your face before shaving it, kissing you on your now exposed scalp. "Or this length hair," he tickles you on the jaw with the lock of hair he just shaved off. "You're gonna look so punk, babe."

And so it goes. He doesn't shave your whole head; just a small part of the side.

"Did I ever show you my first shave?" he asks, wiping down his blade once he's finished.

He doesn't wait for your answer, shoving his palmhusk in front of you. The picture is of preteen Mallek, complete with lime-green soda tab necklace and striped arm bands and shaggy, wavy hair with a shaved patch right at the side, all right angles.

"Wow," you can't help but laugh, "I always knew you were a square." You trace the perfect, ridiculous edges of his hairline on his palmhusk screen, and he hits the lock button.

You're forced into eye contact with your own reflection.

It's not bad- the haircut is very troll, with wild bits sticking up at odd angles- but, well...

You turn in your chair.

"So, matching tattoos next?" He offers.

It's not you, not really...

But you smirk the same way he does: all mouth. Your mouth. On his.

You think you can find a way to be this person, right now. You'll grow into it, and if not? The hair will grow into you, eventually.

#hiveswap #mallek #mallek adalov #mallek x reader #i know exactly what you're going through #when i first Transed my Gender i started cutting my own hair for the first time #and i went from hair down to my mid back #to a pixie cut that i didn't even want #because i messed up so bad lol #sorry i implied tagora's hair is fucked up but ykw? i meant it #anyway i struggled with this a little bit but hopefully you can't tell!!#i'll probably rewrite this tomorrow but i needed it out of my drafts NOW lol #i'm trying to clean out all of my old fic requests and organize them.. they're in my drafts (horribly)

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asseater3k · 9 months

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Ahoy gamers

I’m borrowing a ps3 from a friend and I’m returning it two weeks in that time I’ve decided to challenge myself to beat every MGS game In the MGS legacy collection which contains

Metal gear solid 2: sons of Liberty

Megara gear solid 3: snake eater

Metal gear solid : Peace Walker

Metal gear sold 4: guns of the patriots

I wanted to do this because one I haven’t actually played any mgs games outside of the twin snakes and I want to see what happens and 2 I need to fill free time until the 25th now the main thing I want to experience is the story these games provide and while we the gameplay is very important to these series I’m in a strict time limit here so there are the following caviates/ parameters under the read more

I will be playing these games on very easy difficulty. I know that i might be depriving myself of the challenge and reward of the gameplay but I had to make concessions for time also i was not strictly speaking “good” at the only metal gear I played so I might still be challenged

No game skips or crazy speed run tricks are allowed for the challenge. I want to get as complete a picture of each game as time allows so I won’t be doing things like setting the clock ahead for the sniper fight in MGS3 I feel like I’ve already made concessions with the difficulty and stuff like that feels a bit like cheating to me in this context

I will very likely miss certain codec calls and story beats within them. My current setup is a ps3 plugged into a dell monitor with no speakers I don’t want to have no sound at all during this experience so I’ve set up a queue of like mgs2 the movie all cutscenes videos on my phone that I can sync up and area soundtracks but because of this setup I’m at the whims of what these compilations include and I want to have sound when people talk in these games I’ll try to get everything I can but I’ll miss something’s but please feel free to mention things I might’ve missed as long as they’re not spoilers to the time point I am at in the game

Im going to be writing up little blog posts at the end of each day if the challenge containing thoughts/ funny/ moments occurrences I find notable I will be tagging these with #metalgearmania and game appropriate spoiler tags the first of these which will be a combo of day one and two will go up later tonight

#metalgearmania #ahhh I’m excited #I’ve wanted to both play these games and do a little live-blogging type thing for a while #sorry about the length and punctuation on these days i mentioned earlier I’m still getting used to writing like this on tumblr

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mysteryinkkat234 · 1 year

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Let’s Dance (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Happy Halloween Gamers and Gaymers, fun to post on Halloween (of it’s scheduled on halloween and also doesn’t get shadow banned. This is a story based on the place I worked that I talked about last story. Oh course if you have any request, I will always have my DMs open (I’m popular enough to get bots to DM me again. Also if you like my writing, here’s is my masterlist. Hope you enjoy!

Gender-Neutral Reader (You/Yours)

Let’s Dance - David Bowie

“Let's dance Put on your red shoes and dance the blues Let's dance To the song they're playin' on the radio Let's sway While color lights up your face Let's sway Sway through the crowd to an empty space”

(fun fact this is the actual roller rink I work at)

The entertainment center in Hawkins came out of nowhere. The owner of it didn’t make a big ceremony for it, it just now exists. This place has everything: a bowling alley, go-kart track, arcade, and a roller-skating rink, which you sadly work at.

You’re behind the concession counter, giving people pretzels, cotton candy, and whatever other food they’ll waste. It was a busy day, the line for concession almost felt never-ending, and it’s only you, no one to help give people what they want, just you, you have to do both.

It’s 8:15 pm, you let out an exhausted sigh, putting your face in your hands. . “Please,” you whined, “I just wanna go home.”

“You and me both, man.” A voice comes out of nowhere, you look up to see a man, around your age you presume.

You get embarrassed, scuttling to go back to your position, dropping a pen you were fiddling with. The man laughs. “I am so sorry,” you said pathetically, you weren’t sure he even heard you because the DJ decided to play the music at max volume tonight, “what can I get you?” You ask, pretending you didn’t have the biggest fail ever.

“No, I’m not getting any food,” he said, still a laugh stuck in his throat, “you looked bored so I’m deciding to keep you company.” You sigh in relief.

You laugh awkwardly, even if most customers are fine and understand you are flustered, it still catches you off guard. “Ok then, thank you, I guess?” You don’t know how to respond to something like that, a stranger doesn’t just come to you just to say hi. “Why are you here?” He said that he also wanted to go home, who was he with?

“It’s my friend’s birthday and they wanted to go roller-skating. I’m not saying I’m here against my will but I’m not into the whole skating thing,” he explained, looking over at the rink where dozens of skaters, young and old, going around the circle, “but I didn’t want to hurt their feelings so I’m here.”

“At least you’re a good friend,” you said smiling, “but judging from what you’re wearing, you don’t look like you’re enjoying the music they’re playing.”

He groaned, leaning his head back, you both laughed. “I know right!? Why can’t they play Bon Jovi, or Dio, or any good music instead of this garbage.”

“I mean, you can ask the DJ for a song request. But, in my opinion, I don’t think rock or metal music really fits the rink’s vibes.”

He shrugs his shoulders and sighs. “Well, I’m stuck here til this place closes, I doubt you want to talk for three hours straight.”

You giggle, covering it with your fist. “You might hog up the line if you do,” you try to get it out, you see him smiling, “I don’t really know you either.”

“Eddie, it’s nice to meet you,” he holds out a blinged-out hand, almost every finger has a ring on it, you take his hand to shake, they’re cool on your skin. Once he retracts his hand, Eddie looks down at the paper menu in front of him, “Hmm, you know what? Can you get me a medium Coke?” He asks, pulling out a wallet.

You give him his drink, he gives you two dollars as a tip which you take graciously (every dollar counts), and he walks away, back to his seat, which was closest to the rink and the concession stand.

~~~~

As the night comes to an end, one last song plays as you spray and clean tables: Let’s Dance by David Bowie. You know the moment it starts that your hips and feet move to the beat…kind of. As everyone was packing up to leave, you were there shaking your butt off, some of the patrons were smiling at your strange dancing, others giving you a look, and one in particular was smiling ear-to-ear.

Your ‘dance cleaning’ was absolutely adorable to watch, you mouthing the lyrics as you skip table-to-table. Eddie couldn’t help but smile like an idiot. He puts his head in his hands, making sure his friends don’t notice that his cheeks are getting pink.

As you were getting closer to Eddie and his friends’ table, you make eye contact, you stop your movements immediately, looking down at the floor, gripping your rag.

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“Alright everyone, sadly this will be our last session tonight. Please return any rental skates back to the counter, make sure you throw away any garbage, and return any pitchers to the concession stands. We hope you guys had a wonderful night and stay safe.” The DJ announces.

Almost everyone is gone, except Eddie, he wasn’t with his group, just by himself, waiting at the exit. You check everything and make sure from your manager you were good to go, it was almost midnight and all you wanted now was to fall flat on your bed.

As you walk up to the exit, Eddie stops you in your tracks. “Shouldn’t you go home? We’re closing up,” you asked.

“I am, I am driving everyone home. But I think you dropped something while you were cleaning,” Eddie hands you a slip of paper, “have a goodnight, sweetheart.” He winks and finally leaves.

You’re confused at first about what he meant by that until you look at the slip of paper. It was a phone number, and something was written under it. ‘See you soon, dancing machine’. You’re taken aback.

All you can do for the rest of the night is look at the piece. Remember when you said you would fall asleep right when you landed on your bed? Well thanks to this man, you were up all night.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #fanfiction #fanfic

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vilkalizer · 2 years

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Is Persona good? It's always looked a bit too weeby and harem-y for me to enjoy, and I fell off Trails of Coldsteel partly for those same reasons.

It really depends. I do think the social bits are fun and engaging, but modern Persona (i'm not the right person to ask about 1 and 2) is pretty haremy, so if that's a turnoff then you probably won't like it much. (But the romance is also generally optional so you can avoid it if you want.) As for weeby, it is made and set in Japan so... it's Japanese? I don't think that makes it weeby, but the translations kind of are (they deliberately keep all the senpai-kuns intact). Honestly, going by what i've seen of Cold Steel (a let's play of the first game and a bit of the second), the social aspect is probably better there because the protagonist at least speaks and has (some kind of) a personality whereas Persona goes hard on blank slate. (But then, i do feel like i am more rabid in my dislike for the mute player self-insert type of protagonist than the average person...)

Some people are no doubt going to get real mad at me for saying it, but P3 is the best one by a fair margin, not only due to its atmosphere but even more so because it was made before they decided they need to spend every single moment kissing the player's ass, and so the other characters have a lot more agency and time to themselves and each other, and have arcs and resolutions where the mc may not even be involved at all. There's a bit where one of them just get mad at the mc for really petty reasons and won't talk to him for a while, and sometimes people will tell you they can't dungeon crawl tonight because they have a life outside it. It just feels so much more like the rest of the world exists outside the protagonist's field of gravity. Plus, you get a dog! As a party member!! ...The weakness of course being that it's the oldest and has the least qol improvements, and also, it was made before they implemented a choice between romantic and friendly relationships, which means all the girls will fall for the mc if he keeps talking to them. You can of course avoid it, but since talking to people also provides gameplay benefits... it's a little obnoxious.

Gameplay wise, Persona is amazing. They have snappy, satisfying, rewarding gameplay where you at least need to pay a little bit of attention in order to succeed. Gamers™ will tell you it's super hard and such, but it really only is if your only experience with rpgs is "hold X until you hear the victory fanfare" ones. (Unless you go for the highest difficulties, but, well, in that case you're asking for it.) Persona gameplay is generally fair and you can mostly do to enemies anything that they can do to you, and building your personas to do exactly that is a lot of fun.

Soundtracks and presentation are over all great, and very unique for rpgs.

If the social aspect is the part that turns you off but the rest sounds appealing, then you should definitely check out mainline Shin Megami Tensei, which focuses way harder on the gameplay and doesn't do the whole life sim bit at all, but basically has all the other good shit from Persona.

#persona

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undeadhorse · 1 year

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had an awful and exhausting social interaction tonight gamers. that left me feeling like? bizarre and guilty and very very very anxious. i didnt do anything wrong. was just confronted by an awful situation without the ability to cope with it, and a person who i couldnt communicate effectively and make myself understood to. its a weird kind of hell. add in some real high grade genuine OCD intrusive thoughts to the mix. ill be okay im just. going thru it rn! certainly a lesson about what to like, expect from that person! vagueing bc they dont use tumblr and i need a way to like, get this out of myself. and everyones asleep.

my health has not been great and i really need like, some time to rest and get some solid sleep for like a week. my wrists have been rly sore and the tear in my left bicep has opened back up. through it all i persist and stay silly but. it inevitably weighs on me.

health problems compound with stress and exertion to produce a new world that i need to adjust to and cope with. the process is very rocky. i am dealing okay all things considered. but i worry about being able to handle TAFE. 3 days a week. i can probably do it. if i devote the rest of my time outside of class to resting.

theres a safety net if i cant do it. so the way to proceed is to just push forward until i encounter my limit. then course correct.

i can just feel myself changing lately. under all this pressure im going a bit weird. new and old coping mechanisms are cropping up in response to a drastic shift in my lifestyle. i will probably adjust. as always i will be okay in the long term. ill figure it out. but i feel like i need something im not getting right now. and in response my mind is channeling a LOT of energy into wanting to be a my little pony at the moment. hghghghghghghghghghghghghghghghgh.

#hashtag blogging with aggy

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rachymarie · 1 month

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Guys I think I've made my decision about this game I've had on pause for weeks due to decision fatigue

I've been too scared to say the game on here so Please don't come for me bc I know JK Rowling is bad and wrong and i love people of all genders but i saw my brother playing it and I couldn't help my curiosity to explore the Hogwarts universe I'm sorry I'm a 90s kid that grew up in the same school year as the main characters and it's a whole world of nostalgia for me

Other than that i don't buy HP things

I prob should have at least got it secondhand (Trade Me/EB Games preowned) but I'm stuck in the cycle of Afterpay and its start payments later in 2 weeks feature (it's a bad problem i need to clear my Afterpays and stop i have a problem)

And most secondhand options don't offer Afterpay

So please if you desperately "need" to have it, get it secondhand

So please forgive me and be nice i am just a mentally ill girl tryin to get by. Side note just in case: Please if you see disabled person enjoying something that is considered bad please don't attack us online we feel guilty enough about our own existence already. Bullying another marginalized person is not the way. It's hard enough finding things that bring us joy living with anhedonia and avolition going against us

So anyway guilt and all that aside, I chose Slytherin bc apparently it works better with the two best friends you get in the game and it has an underground viewing of a lake or whatever and that sounds spooky i like.

Ravenclaw was said to feel unfinished, like an afterthought, but the upside is they get a nice view up high and landing pad for broom flying launching and.. well.. landing

Gryffindor basically had no comment like meh we've seen it all before in the movies

And Hufflepuff "exclusive quest" basically just consists of walking down a hallway and talking to a "crazy" person lol (I read an honest review on the houses i managed to find amidst all the rave reviews about Hufflepuff being able to "explore" Azkaban. And I concluded that Screen Rant are big-ass shills)

So Slytherin it is I guess, even though I kinda detest the traits given (like cunning and hunger for power) and would fit Ravenclaw's traits more (intelligence, creativity (idk about wit lol maybe. I do have my witty moments but usually i am in the L'esprit de l'escalier/staircase wit crowd)) - but apparently the traits have like no bearing on the actual gameplay

And then I need to charge everything so i can take Just Dance 2023/2024 and Crash Team Racing to my brother's for small family games night tonight

I have lured sis-in-law to play JD with me because she loves Miley Cyrus and it has Flowers on it. Hopefully brother doesn't have a bad back like last time so he can play too

And good luck to me to be awake enough later and hopefully i can squeeze a nap in in afternoon

Sincerely, the slowest gamer ever

#Hogwarts Legacy spoiler #disabled #disabled gaming

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rikasfundingassociates · 11 months

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[Found Chatroom] Reminiscence

This chatroom originally took place on December 31st, 2022.

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Wherever you may be in this very moment - whether it's preparing for the new year . . . creating new opportunities, you find yourself drawn to this bizarre application that rests on your device.

You've downloaded it, but you've never actually opened it.

A messenger app, but who to even message on it?

Regardless,

there is a new notification.

Someone wants to meet you.

Do you wanna meet them?

Mmm, that was rhetorical, actually. They don't really care much for formality. Say hi to-

[CONNECTION LOST. RECALIBRATING . . . ]

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--- [You have been connected to a new chatroom: RFA Heads !!]

[HACKER]: ....

[HACKER]: hMMMMM

[HACKER]: today feels like,,

[HACKER]: a VERY IMPORTANT DAY!!

[HACKER]: one of those days you PARTY ON!!

[HACKER]: .... im not though :(

[HACKER]: im on here!!

--- [ASSISTANT has entered the chatroom.]

[ASSISTANT]: You are blowing up my phone. Do you mind?

[HACKER]: OMG!!! [ASSISTANT]!!!!

[HACKER]: what are you doing tonight???

[ASSISTANT]: Paperwork. I want to get things done before the new year.

--- [HEIR has entered the chatroom.]

[HEIR]: I think a break is deserved.

[HACKER]: YEAH!!! its new years eve!!

[HEIR]: You've been at it all day...

[HACKER]: you can just let yourself go.... change stuff up and be someone new!!

[ASSISTANT]: ? Why would I want to be someone new.

--- [GAMER has entered the chatroom.]

[GAMER]: oh my gosh!! the year ended so fast..

--- [ACTOR has entered the chatroom.]

[ACTOR]: Being someone new isn't bad [ASSISTANT] !!!!!! live a little, darling

[HACKER]: to be honest 2022 you is pretty uptight L O L

[HEIR]: It did end really fast, hm? Feels like it was just yesterday that January started.

[ASSISTANT]: I am not uptight, I'm trying to get my work done.

[GAMER]: new year new you!!!

[HACKER]: SPEAKING OF!!!

[ASSISTANT]: But... if [HEIR] insists. Then I will take a break.

[HACKER]: how about you guys give your new years resolutions...

[HACKER]: what you want to change next year!!

[HEIR]: I think [HACKER] coming around was a sign to take a break anyway.

[HEIR]: My eyes are going cross-eyed from reading so much fine print...

[HACKER]: tonight is no night to be doing paperwork!!! we have a good time here in the RFA

[HEIR]: New Years Resolutions... I don't think I have any yet?

[GAMER]: the paper will be there next year.. get it?^^ taking a break is good for you !

[ACTOR]: Ohhh resolutions :UWAH: ...... I hadn't even though of mine!!!!!!

[ACTOR]: mmmaybeee.... Oh!

[ACTOR]: A change in style would be nice... maybe try some more masculine clothing...

[HEIR]: That'll look so lovely ^^

[HACKER]: of course you'll rock anything you try, [ACTOR] !!!

[GAMER]: hmmm

[GAMER]: resolutions...

[GAMER]: I don't think I've thought of any either! maybe I'll try and travel some?;; sounds fun to see new things !

[ASSISTANT]: Fine. No more paperwork, I've put the pen down. And I already came up with mine. My resolution is to learn how to bake.

[ACTOR]: Oh!

[ACTOR]: That is... oddly nice for you.

[HEIR]: I think . . . I've thought of one. ^^

[GAMER]: baking!!!!! oh my gosh.. you should totally give me your recipies when you learn!!! :]]

[HEIR]: This is a little bit ambitious, I know.

[HEIR]: But my New Years Resolution may be to find more time to speak with you all. I almost forgot how lovely it was to speak in here with you all in one space.

[ACTOR]: ,,,,aw [HEIR],,,,,

[HACKER]: maybe once you start showing up on here more often!!!

[HACKER]: i know you're busy and all, but...

[GAMER]: oh my gosh!!! That's so sweet.. I think I should do the same :].. it's been a bit since we've all talked so much!!

[HEIR]: It would be a nice change of pace for all of us! I think so, at least.

[ASSISTANT]: Yes.

[ASSISTANT]: ...And talking to you all isn't the worst thing. Maybe I will try it if I have time.

[HEIR]: Okay, that's exciting.

[ACTOR]: It's like getting us all back together :UWAH:

[HACKER]: yeah!!!

[GAMER]: we are missing someone though!! :( not all of us are together right now are we?

[ASSISTANT]: Hm?

[HEIR]: Yes. . . you're right.

[HEIR]: [PHOTOGRAPHER] isn't here right now. ;;

[GAMER]: yeah..

[ACTOR]: ;;;

[HACKER]: he's been offline for a while now... makes you kind of start to miss the guy

[HACKER]: i wonder what he's up to?

[ASSISTANT]: We've all been busy, I'm sure it's nothing but work.

[GAMER]: that's a lot of work to be so distant,,.. but I guess we've all kind of been a little distant too

[HACKER]: now that he's rich and famous he can't spend time with his lowly friends anymore...

[HACKER]: :catPUNCH:

[HEIR]: Yeah, that is quite a lot of work. It's been a bit.

[ACTOR]: Don't say that, [PHOTOGRAPHER] deserves a little time away

[GAMER]: I don't think we're lowly,!!!!!

[ASSISTANT]: I'm certainly not.

[HEIR]: I think [HACKER] was just being silly.

[HACKER]: i work at a pizza place on minimum wage.

[HEIR]: That too.

[HACKER]: i'm just coping through lashing out!!! i wish [PHOTOGRAPHER] was here...

[GAMER]: well

[GAMER]: ...that's,

[GAMER]: you provide food for people!!! That's totally not lowly... :] Kudos!!!!!!!

[ACTOR]: ^^ !!! Thank you for your service :UWAH:

[HACKER]: am i a war hero or something ???

[ACTOR] ;; no

[GAMER]: respect for the pizza workers!! I'll start the movement.. :cmere: !

[HACKER]: i appreciate it though, guys!!! my heart is filled with love right now....

[GAMER]: aw

[GAMER]: I'm so glad..

[HEIR]: I'm thinking about reaching out.

[HEIR]: To [PHOTOGRAPHER] that is... It feels like it's been too long.

[GAMER]: that sounds like a good idea!!

[ACTOR]: I've been meaning to contact him but... oh, I'd just hate to be a bother...

[HEIR]: I will be the bother for you!

[HEIR]: I am off. Goodnight.

--- [HEIR has left the chatroom.]

[HACKER]: that was fast

[GAMER]: oh! goodnight [HEIR]!!! good luck..

[ASSISTANT]: She is a woman of determination for sure. I admire her ability to get things done in a timely manner.

[ASSISTANT]: :)

[HACKER]: and i thought we just convinced you two to take a load off for tonight...

[HACKER]: now we've given you more work!!!

[ASSISTANT]: It's no worry. It won't take long. Probably. Perhaps efficiency should be my resolution instead...

[GAMER]: if you guys need help with anything you can always lmk.. I don't mind lending a hand :]

[HACKER]: you can't change your resolution now that you've said it!!! it's a legally binding thing!

[GAMER]: omg. i signed myself away to travel.. like a deal with the devil..

[ASSISTANT]: Then where is the contract.

[ACTOR]: :hehe:

[HACKER]: in your mother

[GAMER]: in your heart...<3333

[HACKER]: jinx!

[GAMER]: huh!!!

[HACKER]: i can't believe [GAMER] is going to disappear to hawaii forever... or at least until 2024

[ACTOR]: banished to the islands...

[GAMER]: omg.... Maybe that doesn't sound too bad!! beaches are so pretty.. but not for banishment!!!! :headinhands:

[HACKER]: total seclusion from other people and pina coladas... what a nightmare...

[GAMER]: noo!!!!!! :c_sobbing:

[ASSISTANT]: When I send my paperwork over for you to do, don't get sand in it.

[HACKER]: better start packing your bags... and make sure to bring sunscreen :evil_laughter:

[GAMER]: I'll try :(... I'll send you some seashells.. :)

[ACTOR]: and be sure to take lots of photos!!! :UWAH:

[GAMER]: I'll mail them back!! scenery of selfies..:0.. ?

[ACTOR]: Any will do !!!!

[GAMER]: I'll send a little bit of both for you guys!!! so you don't miss me too much..:]<3...

[ACTOR]: So kind :revolving_hearts:

[ACTOR]: I think I will be retiring for the night however... I plan to watch some fireworks !!!

[ASSISTANT]: Have fun.

[HACKER]: happy new year's, [ACTOR]!!

[ACTOR]: Oh! [ASSISTANT] darling, you might want to get dressed, I'm taking you with!!!! ^-^

[GAMER]: now I'm all excited!!! :cmere:

[GAMER]: bye [ACTOR] !! see you next year..!!!!!

[ASSISTANT]: What.

[ACTOR]: And you as well [HACKER] :UWAH: and [GAMER]

[ACTOR]: have a wonderful new year!!

--- [ACTOR has left the chatroom.]

[HACKER]: oh, to be rich and extroverted....

[GAMER]: lol.. I wish.;;

[GAMER]: maybe I should see if there's any fireworks nearby!! I'll head out too.. :]

[HACKER]: there should be plenty!! i heard there's a big display over at the main hall

[HACKER]: have fun, [GAMER]!!

[ASSISTANT]: Goodbye.

[GAMER]: omg!! :D ill be on my way then.. happy new years;<3

--- [GAMER has left the chatroom.]

[ASSISTANT]: I will be heading out too, seeing as [ACTOR] is taking me out.

[ASSISTANT]: I guess you got what you wanted, [HACKER].

[HACKER]:

[HACKER]: all according to plan.

--- [HACKER has left the chatroom.]

[ASSISTANT]: Hm.

[ASSISTANT]: Happy new year.

[ASSISTANT]: :)

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Transcript provided by [UNKNOWN]: such an array of personalities. this organization has such a colorful cast of characters! i think they're fit for what lies ahead. don't'cha think? :3

#kgrp #teaser

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mntcoronet · 2 years

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love when I play a song on the hardest available difficulty and am surprised when it's difficult. like girl (neutral) what did you expect

#maggles gamer moments #having a normal one tonight y'all #also i am tense because of the fast songs. but bc of that it is not registering half my flicks correctly and making me mad

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iamthemain-character · 2 years

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thank you for requesting this! i hope this turned out how you wanted :)

You’ll Have To Get Through Us

foolish gamers (noah brown) x reader, best friend! punz (luke) x reader

she/her pronouns

TW: unwelcome flirting

requested by @samantha-joann-schroeder

MCYT Masterlist

Y/n always told people that their boyfriend, Noah, was protective, not jealous. He wasn’t controlling and he didn’t mind his girlfriend having guy friends, but the moment someone made her feel uncomfortable he would jump right in. Otherwise he was just a sweet and friendly fellow.

Such was the case when Noah, Y/n, and their best friend Luke went to a party. Both Y/n and Noah where visiting their friend in Florida, and he was determined to help them have a blast. So here they were on a Friday night, screaming their lungs out to “Party In the U.S.A”. Despite only having met recently through minecraft streaming, the three people were super close. Luke was like a brother to both Y/n and Noah, and so overall the three were having a blast.

There were a lot of people in the room, and it wasn’t long before the occasional whistle or catcall from some strange men came towards Y/n. Both Noah and Luke got very upset, and wanted to confront them, but Y/n said she didn’t want trouble and persuaded the boys to let it be.

The three of them were dancing along to “Friday” when a man approached them.

“Hey there, the names Darren. Haven’t seen y’all round here before.”

The man, Darren, threw quick glances at the two boys, but when he got to Y/n he dragged his gaze down her figure, staring a little too long for her comfort. Subconsciously she tried to hide into herself, crossing her arms over herself as if too hide. Luke sorta stepped in front of his friend, getting between her and Darren.

“Yeah, I’m friends with Cara, so she invited me and my friends here tonight. They’re in town visiting so we’re just trying to have some fun.”

A smirk grew on Darren’s face, and he seemed to look straight through Luke to Y/n. “Oh yeah? Well I know how to show people a good time.” He winked at Y/n, but she turned her head to look at Noah, who looked like he was ready to kill.

Touching his arm, Y/n softly whispered to her boyfriend. “I’m just going to get a drink, I’ll be right back.”

She turned and walked away, leaving the boys to talk to the creep. Darren’s eyes never left her, and as she left earshot, he made a comment.

“Looks like the back is as good as the front, am I right boys.” He laughed at his own poor joke, but suddenly Noah had straightened to his full height and was standing closer to Darren, Punz hovering just behind his friend. Noah was just taller than Darren, and the later began to notice just how muscular the man before him was.

“Hey, I get it, she’s your friend, I can’t help that I have eyes-“

“That woman happens to be my girlfriend, and I know for a fact that she doesn’t appreciate you looking at her like she’s a piece of meat. So either back off, or he and I will make you.” Noah’s usually cheery and friendly voice had turned stone cold and menacing. His dark eyes held Darren’s gaze, daring him to make another comment about Y/n.

Darren simply put up his hands in mock-surrender. “Alright, alright, sheesh. She wasn’t worth my time anyways.” With that he walked away, throwing the occasional glance back to Noah and Luke to make sure they weren’t following him.

With him now gone, both Noah and Punz decided to go find their girl. She was at the drinks table, pouring some lemonade into a red Solo cup. Noah ran up behind her and gave her a hug, Luke coming up the side and taking Y/n’s cup to down it all in one swig.

“Hey, that was mine!”

“And is was positively refreshing!”

Shaking her head, Y/n turned to see Noah’s head resting on her shoulder. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek while reaching her hand up to play with his hair. “Did you finally lose the other dude?”

Both men threw glances at each other, and after a moment Luke answered. “Yeah, he realized he wasn’t cool enough to hang out with us.”

All three friends laughed, knowing that with their professions they were technically anything but “cool.” Straightening up, Noah took Y/n’s hand and threw his other arm around Luke’s shoulders.

“What do you guys say to leaving this party and going to get ice cream!”

“Yes please!”

“I want extra sprinkles!”

Luke shot off to go claim shotgun in the car, leaving Noah and Y/n to follow him hand in hand. Just before they caught up, however, Y/n stopped and gave her boyfriend a kiss.

“Well thank you, but what was that for?”

“Thank you for protecting me back there.”

“Wha-how?”

Y/n softly laughed and cupped Noah’s cheek in her hand. “Because I know you, and I know that I will always be safe with you.”

“Always and forever babe.”

#mcyt #dsmp #dream smp #foolish gamers #noah brown #foolish gamers x reader #foolish x reader #noah brown x reader #punz mcyt #punz #punz x reader

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