Edits? - Pezzy X Reader

writer’s block (dry) = no desire to write, no ability to write (bearable)

writer’s block (wet) = HUGE desire to write, no ability to write (very evil)

Furry Baby - Pezzy x Reader

Summary: Sly steals the show

TW: Established relationship, lmk if i missed anything

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

HI so ive never requested a fic before but i love your writing so im taking my chances, could we get a pezzy fic kind of based on dress by taylor swift? maybe like yall and the clooless guys go out to a bar and you wear a new dress to get his attention and it works? thinking smut but im not sure if you write it so it doesn’t have to be. thank you!!

The Dress that Turned Heads

In a bustling city where the lights sparkled like stars, five friends decided to take a break from their everyday adventures. Pezzy, Grizzy, Puffer, ElasticDroid, and you were all excited for a night out at the Lavender Lounge, the trendiest bar in town, known for its whimsical cocktails and enchanting atmosphere. But this wasn’t just any night out—it was a night filled with unspoken feelings and silent glances.

From the moment you slipped into that flirty dress, you felt a rush of confidence. The fabric hugged your curves just right, and the twinkle of fairy lights reflected off your sparkling shoes. You had always hoped to catch Pezzy’s eye, but tonight you wanted to spark a connection that couldn’t be ignored. Little did you know, Pezzy had a reciprocated glimmer of feeling but was skillfully masking it behind a playful smile.

As you entered the Lavender Lounge, the air was thick with laughter and the hum of music. Grizzy and Puffer snatched up a table near the dance floor, while ElasticDroid eagerly grabbed the latest cocktails tossed your way with intricate garnishes. But you had one mission—to catch Pezzy’s attention.

With every sip of your fizzy drink, you subtly threw glances in Pezzy’s direction. You found courage in the rhythm of the music, the way the lyrics seemed like they were written just for you. The night unfolded with jovial discussions, teasing remarks, and dance moves that got everyone on their feet.

As the DJ spun a shuffle of love songs, you could see the flicker of interest in Pezzy’s eyes, but still, Pezzy played it cool, engaging with Grizzy and Puffer as if oblivious to your dazzling efforts. Then, in a moment that felt woven by fate, ElasticDroid suggested a game—a round of truth or dare.

“Pezzy,” you suggested playfully, “truth or dare?” Your heart raced in anticipation.

“Dare,” Pezzy replied with a grin, clearly ready for some fun.

“I dare you to dance with…” you hesitated, letting the air turn thick with tension as you locked eyes with Pezzy. “Me.”

A chorus of cheers erupted, and the atmosphere buzzed with excitement. Pezzy jumped up, took your hand, and led you to the center of the dance floor as if the world around you faded away. The moment you started dancing, everything else became blurry—the lights, the laughter, the music, all fused into a mesmerizing backdrop.

Pezzy swayed gracefully, a smile dancing on his lips. Your heart raced like a rollercoaster, and as you lost yourself in the moment, you felt an unspoken connection blossom between the two of you. You could see that Pezzy’s shy glances were no longer so hidden, and perhaps, just perhaps tonight would end differently.

After a few exhilarating songs, the game resumed and laughter filled the air. However, your heart was still beating for Pezzy alone. In a bold move, you leaned in and whispered in his ear, “I bought this dress just for you, you know,” letting your feelings spill into the melody of the night.

Pezzy raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise mixed with something deeper swirling within those sparkling eyes. “Oh really?” Pezzy teased back, with playful mischief dancing on our smiles. 

You laughed lightly, leaning closer, “Only to take it off later,” you said with a wink, pushing the playful energy to the surface, both of your hearts racing now.

With a boldness fueled by the dim lights and the thrill of the night, Pezzy stepped closer. The atmosphere shifted, charged with recognition—finally, both of you were ready to acknowledge what had been lingering in the air.

The music pulsed through the air, each beat matching the rhythm of your racing hearts. Pezzy stepped even closer, the warmth radiating between you creating a bubble that felt like a secret oasis amidst the bustling bar. In that moment, the world around you faded even further, leaving just the two of you surrounded by twinkling lights and the heady scent of anticipation.

“Do you want to take it off now?” Pezzy whispered playfully, a teasing smirk dancing on his lips as they leaned in. The question hung in the air, thick and intoxicating, electrifying every nerve in your body.

You bit your lip, feeling heat bloom in your cheeks. “Maybe just a little bit closer,” you replied coyly, inviting Pezzy into the intimate space between you, your bodies swaying in sync with the rhythm of the music. The beat grew deeper, more intense, each pulse of the song igniting the flame of shared passion burning brightly between you.

As your bodies moved closer on the dance floor, the energy around you felt charged, as if the universe itself was conspiring to bring you together. Pezzy’s hand brushed against your waist, the contact sending shivers down your spine. You leaned against them, feeling the heat of his body in response, urging the tension to escalate.

With every sway and every step, the dance floor transformed into your private stage, and you felt a magnetic pull toward Pezzy that you could no longer ignore. You spun around, facing Pezzy fully, and as you locked eyes, a spark ignited that couldn’t be extinguished. The familiar coolness of the bar air was overwhelmed by the heat radiating between you both.

Pezzy took your hands in his, guiding your movements, his touch igniting a fire within you that ignited with every turn and twirl. You danced as if no one else existed, lost among the beats, enveloped in the music. Your laughter rang out, blended with the melodies of the lounge, every note amplifying the chemistry swirling between you.

Without breaking the rhythm, Pezzy leaned in closer, whispering, “What if we really just took it off?” You felt a rush of bold exhilaration at his words, a daring proposal cloaked in playful spontaneity.

“Let’s take this dance somewhere more private,” you suggested, biting back laughter as the thrill surged within you. You could see that seductive glint in Pezzy's eyes; it was the invitation both of you had long been waiting for.

Hand in hand, you guided Pezzy away from the crowded dance floor, slipping past laughing faces and vibrant lights until you reached a cozy nook in the back of the bar, dimly lit and perfect for a bit of mischief. As the world outside faded, the unmistakable beat of your hearts echoed within the confined space. 

Pezzy turned to you, the intensity of the moment stirring a wild energy. The walls felt alive as you both leaned in closer, breath mingling in a stolen moment that felt painted in slow motion. Just as Pezzy brushed his lips lightly against yours, the universe held its breath.

The kiss sparked a fire, a soft exploration that quickly flared into something passionate, the kind that echoes with the heat of anticipation. Your bodies pressed against each other, the warmth amplifying between you like an unquenchable flame. The dress you wore seemed to shimmer, a shimmering promise as if both it and the night held secrets just waiting to be discovered.

In the alcove, lost to the rhythm of your shared heartbeat, you both managed to escape the world beyond—the laughter, the music, the bright lights, all faded away until there was nothing left but the intoxicating kiss and the electricity that pulsed between you.

Pezzy pulled back momentarily, his breaths mingling with yours in the intimate space as they whispered, “What’s next?” The question hung tantalizingly in the air, a doorway to new adventures waiting to unfold.

With Pezzy's forehead gently resting against yours, the world outside faded into mere whispers, leaving only the soft sounds of your breaths blending together in an intoxicating rhythm. The flickering lights from the bar cast a warm glow around you both, highlighting the tension and heartbeat of the moment.

Pezzy's hands, exploring with delightful curiosity, traced along the curves of your waist, fingers brushing lightly against your hips. Each touch felt electric, igniting waves of warmth that danced through you. You could feel your pulse racing as if synchronized with the music still pulsing through the bar, a distant reminder of the world beyond this intimate sanctuary.

As you leaned in for another kiss, Pezzy pulled you closer, his body a sturdy wall for you to lean against. The solidness of the wall behind you and Pezzy in front created a cocoon that enveloped you, shielding you from prying eyes, almost like a secret shared between only the two of you.

Kissing Pezzy felt like unleashing a spark, each brush of lips igniting deeper cravings as the taste of mint and an intoxicating hint of his favorite cocktail lingered between your mouths. Your hands found their way to Pezzy's hair, fingers tangling in soft strands as you pulled them deeper into the kiss, wanting to savor the feeling of his body pressed against yours.

Pushed against the wall, your silhouette was hidden, shrouded in mystery. You could feel Pezzy’s breath hitch, a delightful sound that sent thrills through your core as they revealed in the moment. The pressure of his body against yours felt intoxicatingly possessive, like a gentle reminder that you were both lost in a whirlwind of passion.

Pezzy’s hands knew just where to explore—tracing along your sides, brushing over the fabric of your dress as if every inch was a territory they were eager to discover. His fingers danced like fire along the supple curves, igniting heat that pooled in the pit of your stomach. It was a rush of thrilling anticipation that made you wish for more, even while the clothes remained a barrier—a thrilling tease rather than a limit.

With every kiss deepening in its fervor, you could hear the distant music reverberating in the background, but in that moment, it felt as if time stood still. Pezzy wrapped you in his warmth, hiding your silhouettes from the world, a secret he cherished. It felt primal, electric—a raw, passionate entangling of two hearts finally acknowledging their undeniable connection.

Your hands captivated Pezzy’s face, pulling them in closer, allowing every sense to be overwhelmed by this extraordinary moment. The warmth of Pezzy's body melded with yours, hearts racing in tandem as you both balanced on the edge of desire. You could feel the energy between you—an invisible thread binding your souls together, a promise of something deeper yet to be explored.

Breaking the kiss momentarily, you trailed soft pecks along Pezzy's jawline, savoring the delicious thrill of secret exploration. You watched his breath quicken, his eyes darkening with desire, and it drew you in even more. “What’s next?” you echoed back, teasing playfully while your heart fluttered with excitement.

Pezzy chuckled softly, a sound that resonates deep within you. “Next?” he whispered, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. “Next, we embrace tonight for all it is—an escape, a wild adventure, and maybe a taste of what’s to come.”

With that, you pulled them back for another deep kiss, letting the heat of the moment envelop you both once more. The cozy nook within the bar became a world of its own, alive with the promise of discovery, laughter, and the beginnings of a romance that could soar.

Cat Castle

Summary: Building a castle for Sly with Pezzy

Summary: Established relationship

One sunny Saturday, while scrolling through the internet, you stumbled upon a fantastic collection of cat furniture that promised endless fun for Sly. There were towers of scratching posts, cozy little napping spots, and intricate tunnels that sparked your imagination. You quickly shared the idea with Pezzy, and with his infectious excitement, you both decided to go to the store that very day to pick out the perfect pieces.

With a spring in your steps, you two ventured to the local pet store, filled with bright colors and cheerful meows. As you walked through the aisles, you chuckled over the whimsical designs. Ultimately, you selected a multi-tiered cat tower that stood tall, adorned in shades of blue and green, resembling a majestic forest for your Sly to explore. You also found a cozy nook that hugged a sunbeam – an irresistible spot for Sly to curl up in for her afternoon naps.

After gathering your treasures, you and Pezzy excitedly headed home. Upon your arrival, Sly was aware something special was about to happen. She watched with curious eyes as you both slowly unpacked the boxes, her tail twitching in anticipation.

“Alright, little baby” you said playfully to Sly, “Let’s make your kingdom come alive!”

With laughter and teamwork filling the air, Pezzy grabbed the instruction manual and studied it closely like a treasure map, while you stacked the pieces beside him, ready to build this new cat wonderland. As you followed the instructions step by step, the two of you engaged in playful banter and giggles, trying to outdo each other's ideas on how the pieces should fit together.

Sly, ever the curious supervisor, wandered amongst the scattered pieces, occasionally stopping to inspect a bolt or a platform. She seemed to approve of your efforts—or maybe she was just waiting for you to finish so she could test it out herself.

Finally, after a comedic struggle that included a few accidental tumbles and some very silly arguments about the best way to assemble the scratching post, the cat tower stood proudly in the living room, gleaming and ready for action. You stepped back to admire your handiwork, while Sly approached with caution, her eyes wide with wonder.

“Look, Sly! Your new playground!” Pezzy exclaimed. Sly, sensing the newness of her surroundings, hopped onto the first platform, then the second, and before you knew it, she was scaling the tower like a fluffy mountain goat, her little paws skillfully navigating every ledge.

Pezzy and you cheered as Sly reached the top and let out a triumphant meow, as if she were claiming the very pinnacle of her domain. She suddenly spotted the cozy nook and darted into it, where she curled up and closed her eyes, clearly satisfied with her freshly built kingdom.

As you and Pezzy flopped down on the couch, exhausted but happy, you shared a smile, feeling proud of your creation. Your living room had transformed into a cat paradise, and Sly, with a content expression on her face, had proved that all your efforts were well worth it.

From that day on, the sound of soft purring and blissful naps filled your home. And sometimes, Sly’s adventurous spirit would take her on daring leaps and playful chases around her new playground, reminding you both that love really does come in all shapes and sizes—even in the form of a fluffy cat named Sly.

Redeeming - Pezzy x F!Reader

Summary: Chat redeems Sly, but momma and sly are sleeping

TW: Established relationship, kisses, cursing,

*user_name158 redeem SLY for 200,000*

“Chat tod- nooo i don't want to get Sly.” Pezzy whined

“She’s napping with __. They fell asleep together on the couch. UGH!” "Do I really have to go wake them both?” Pezzy groaned knowing his girlfriend does not like being woken up from a nap.

“Okay, okay chat. I'll go get them both cause I know ___ won't let go of Sly.” Pezzy says getting up from his chair, walking out of his office. 

After a few minutes, Pezzy walks into his office empty handed and chat starts to pop off because he doesn't have sly.

“CHAT FUCKING CALM DOWN!” Pezzy screamed into his microphone

“My girlfriend is bringing her in, any second now. As I stated they both fell asleep. GIVE HER A MINUTE TO FULLY WAKE UP!” Pezzy yells at chat in a scolding tone. Pezzy turns around in his chair calling in his girlfriend to his room.

____ walks into his room looking tired and lost with sly in her hands. Sly is wagging her tail back and forth when ___ walks closer to Pezzy.

“Hi, chat.” ___ greets them sleepily, hiding a yawn behind Sly's fluff. 

“I hear you are wanting to see my little baby.” I say teasingly bouncing Sly up and down slightly

“Yes they do, now chat say"Thank you___” for waking up and bringing Sly in here especially the one guy who redeemed it.” Pezzy said demandingly 

“If they don't say thanks, ban him.” ___ say threateningly as a joke

*Dont worry ill make sure* - mod 

“I can't tell which mod that it is, but thank you!” ____ says gratefully

“Alright chat, I'm going back to bed, say goodbye to sly.” ___ says walking closer to Pezzy. She gives me a kiss on the head and walks away.

“Now, if someone redeems Sly again, refund the points. I am def not risking my life again.” Pezzy informs mods and chat while laughing and smiling.

Drunk ban appeals?

Summary: drunk ban appeals, what more can I say

Tw: Established relationship, cursing, alcohol

“ALRIGHT CHAT, we are doing “drunk” ban appeal today!” Pezzy introduced “Imma sip on this thing, and when it gets racist or-uh there’s any bigotry or like anything that’s like messed up. Like stuff like that; I'll take a shot of this.” Pezzy informed chat

“We do have 55 ban appeals, we do have a lot of them.” He moaned out, “We are going to start at the oldest one because these people have been waiting forever.”

“OOoh a snitch, yeah no deny, bye bitch.” Pezzy said starting with a loser chat.

“OP-ew, why would you make that joke? Was he referencing something? I feel like this person would have told us what he was referencing?” “Yeah no, bye.” Pezzy denied 

“OOO guys we have a __ ban. No, why was this person banned?” Pezzy asked looking deeper into the situation 

“Uh, __ are you here in chat? Or are you home?” Pezzy asked while his eyes shuffled through chat.

Mod2: Mod comment?

Mod1:OO this guy, was weird in Droids

userhub-2:Pezzy look at older messages from him! Wth

Mod3: Oo YEAH, old messages weirdage

__users: YEAH NO KEEP HIM BANNED PLS

“Babe there you are, yeah no keep him ban-” “Check mod comment, okay.” Pezzy started reading older messenger

“EW WHY ARE SAYING THAT TO __! YEAH BYE NOOPE!” Pezzy denied

“Wait, that's a shot. Ugh okay” Pezzy poured and took the shot like a champion. 

“Thanks babe, by the way you didn't answer me, are you home?’ Pezzy repeated

__users: almost, grabbing a slushie and some more alcohol for ya why?

“Chat, stop chatting for a second. I'm trying to read- almost- oo thanks to whoever pinned it.” Pezzy expressed his appreciation .

“Wanna join me when you get home?” Pezzy asked “Girl why is it taking forever for you to respond?”

__users: Uhh yeah, sorry had to think if i worked tomorrow morning 

__users:BOY i had to check my schedule also i was paying for our shit!

mod5:Tell em

userchat:Ooo pezzy gonna be in trob

“Chat behaves, I'm joking around with her; she knows this.” Pezzy scolded 

“Now, Moving onto the next stupid person.”

When you arrive, the atmosphere is chaotic and hilarious. Pezzy is in front of a computer with a shot glass in one hand and a bottle of soju in the other, trying to pour another shot because of a ban appeal being racist. “You should see these __! Half of these chatters are begging to be unbanned for the most stupid reasons!”

You lean over the keyboard, trying to focus on the screen, but Pezzy’s giggles are contagious. “Look at this one! ‘I was just testing my spam skills for fun!’ Who even says that?” 

You both dissolve into laughter, occasionally spilling a drink as you read through the increasingly absurd excuses. “Oh, this one’s even better,” you say, barely able to control your giggles. “‘I didn’t mean to spam; I thought it was a secret squad ritual!’” 

As the night goes on, the two of you descend deeper into silliness, sharing stories of all the ridiculous bans you’ve handed out. You start creating outrageous appeals for jokes, filling the screen with wild tirades about cat photos and conspiracy theories. “To unban me is to embrace the feline overlords!” Pezzy declares dramatically.

“Mew-sic to my ears,” you chime in, and the two of you erupt in a fit of laughter again. 

Time slips away as the ban appeals become an excuse for a ridiculous comedy show. You can hardly remember who you banned, and the lines between valid appeals and imaginative tales blur delightfully. 

By the time you look at the clock, its way past midnight, and you both realize you’ve completely failed at the task. But neither of you cares; the joy of laughing together over silly nonsense is far more rewarding than any ban appeal process.

Stream Moments - Pezzy

Summary: Clip inspired moments that i couldnt make into a full short story :)

TW: cursing, police/pulled over, reckless driving mentioned, sexual innaduo, and cute moments

“And he didn't have to shake any ass.” I said a little disappointed but joking around on stream.

“But, then, what is all this ass for, if I can't shake it?” Pezzy asked in a funny, slightly serious tone as he leaned into his microphone.

I sighed and heard his laughter ring out through my headphones. I face palmed but quickly snapped back “It's for me smacking it, when I come home from one of my shifts.” I quipped with my eyebrows wiggling at him. 

“Oh she’s calling me.” Pezzy commented as he pressed accept on Discord, “Sup Beautiful?”

“Ellos!” I cheerfully greeted him, as I finally got him on a call. “What are you doing?” 

“Uhh Wizarding, and I'm lonely.” I started giggling as he joined me in my giggle fest. “And our music is overlapping soo, i'm just like ‘Imma call this man, dude.” 

“You know that's fair. So, you just wanna chill on the call?” He asked to make sure I was comfortable with it since not a lot of our fans know about us. 

“Yee it's late and I know you're speedrunning Poppy anyways.” I said while looking over at his stream.

“Chat is what we do sometimes when our brains are completely dead at 5am and she doesn't have work the next day.” He started laughing because it is true with our ADHD. 

“Guys I- I mean, we have great news to spread!” Pezzy exaggerated the big news, “Chat, guys no, we- guys..” Pezzy trails off due to him reading chat and us laughing at their responses. 

“Okay. One, I am NOT pregnant. Hell no, not right now, hella bad timing on our ends.” I nervously laugh cause we have definitely not talked about this at all on our own. “Two, no we are not getting Sly a friend, she is enough and she gives me all her cuddles anyways.”

“Anyway, CHAT!” Pezzy screamed into his mic to get back on track. “GamerSups and us have come up with a Pezzy/___ cup. So, that means we get to show you the cup and if you go buy this, make sure you pick up some BBL and use code PEZZY or CLOO to get 10% off your order.”

“But that just doesn't seem right?” I say with a faux confused look on my face, “I thought between February 23 through the 28th, don't they get an additional 11% off their order?” “So technically they get 21% off their order or orders to the big oil princes in chat.” I say with the confidence of a sleazy car salesman. 

“Oh my god that is right so chat, Look at this beautiful cup inspired by ___’s animated character and my soda can. Isn't it just so sexy?” He brings the cup to show the camera so everyone in chat could see the details. 

“Guys I'm going into my fuckboy biker phase, can y'all get it right?” He says into the mic while looking behind him waiting.

“Uhm, excuse me good sir, who said you can enter that phase? Cause i know it wasn't my ass, cause you're mine honey.” I come into his office and the background is filled with sassiness and possessiveness that's for show, as I put my hand on my hip. 

“Baby you know you look so hot right now.” Pezzy says trying to distract me from his stupidness that baited me into coming into his office.

“Hmmm, im watching you sir.” I said with a small attitude as I walked out of his office, I quietly shut his door so Sly and I don't get caught snuggling. 

“-- The little soda can logo I have, so if you want to punch it, cuddle it, or kick it, nothing else. Or Fuck it, now you can–””

“Actually chat you cant fuck my soda can, but fuck your own soda plushie when you get it in 12- 16 weeks.” I said into his mic as I climbed into his lap as he wrapped his arms around my waist so I wouldn't fall out of his lap.

“This is my SodaMan.” I say laughing as I try to wrap my arm backwards around his neck. “Okay, but you should definitely use that for twitch like how smii7y has a little milk bag animation. Just use that as a transition of something.” I say laughing getting out of his lap while giving him a quick smooch on the cheek. 

The screen fades into Pezzy’s normal background with a ridiculous smile on his face, “So guys who’s buying the new plushie?” He started dying out of laughter and turning red as chat was losing their minds at his girlfriend's antics.

“Fun fact, that was to take one after running the script down with her. Also she did that on the spot so its fucking perfect for Twicth just cant use it for youtube, I recorded a different one but with her help. Sadly she was not the star of the show like in this one.” He explains still trying to get his breath back after laughing so hard. 

“Uhhh, there's a lot of cups and mugs all over my kitchen countertop and my coffee table. I wanted to clean it up, and i have been wanting to clean it for a week; but I haven't yet. I'm gonna do it today, though.” Pezzy says depressingly as he motions to the side, “Editor fast forward to the end of the video, ‘I'll do that tomorrow’.” Pezzy jokes as his eyes scan chat in haste to keep up.

___user: Im on my way over with food literally rn, so shush ill clean em

“Babe, no don't clean when you get here. Come chill with us.” Pezzy begs not wanting to seem lazy to chat. “Like no seriously, chat is wanting to talk to momma mod.” He says as his eyes rashly scanned through chat. 

Pezzy reclined all the way back in his chair, looking pitiful as ever. He was looking at his phone tracking __ for his food.

“I’m hungry, I’m so mad.” as he drew out the “Y” as if he was a child. “I am throwing a fit, shut up. I want my food and my girlfriend.” He responded to one of the stupid comments from chat.

“I know it's on the way. I want it now!” Pezzy yelled out in frustration and hangry-ness, still watching his phone. 

“AHHH!” He screamed out in impatience and annoyance with himself. 

Randofan334: you got pulled over the other day?

“Funny story, NOT!” Pezzy screamed into his microphone while manhandling it. “___ and I were out riding yesterday, as per my story. She was riding behind me, til she rolled up beside me at a redlight. Then for some reason she was pretending not to know me and did the bike wave. Once the light changed to green she TOOK FUCKING OFF AND HIT A WHEELIE ON HER R6!” Pezzy howled at chat as he was reliving the story and anger. 

“Then red and blue lights started going off behind me, I was thinking ‘ha she deserves it’. NO! THE FUCKER PULLED ME OVER SINCE SHE PUT SOME TYPE OF PAINT ON HER LICENSE PLATE!!” His shrilling was reaching all throughout the house and Chats’ ears. “Thankfully she paid the ticket since it was technically hers, but that fucker got me.” 

“Also chat, don't spam her for that. We were fucking around, that's what happens with us. We had fun, but fuck that cop.” He spoke to chat.

Goddess In the Kitchen

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

Tw: Established Relationship

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Vibe Haven

Summary: In the heart of the neon-lit city, there was a club named "Vibe Haven," a sanctuary known for its pulsating beats and electrifying atmosphere. On a balmy Friday night, four friends—Pezzy, Droid, Puffer, and Grizzy—stepped in through the iconic double doors, excitement coursing through their veins.

Tw: Club atmosphere, dancing, flirting, alcohol consumption, multi-pinning 

Inspired by: Move Ya Body by Nina Sky ft Jabba

Droid, with a flair for the dramatic, led the charge, flashing a playful grin. "Ladies and gentlemen, the night is young and so are we!" He dramatically threw his arm wide, beckoning his friends to enter the vibrant world of moving lights and rhythmic sounds. Pezzy, ever the artist, adjusted his oversized headphones and nodded to the beat, Grizzy energetically bounced to the music, and Puffer scanned the room with a mischievous grin, spotting countless possibilities for adventure.

As they settled into the ambiance, drinks in hand, the familiar beats of "Move Ya Body" by Nina Sky sank into the air, swirling around them like a magic spell cast over the crowd. But it was one dancer who entranced them all—___. She was a whirlwind of energy, her movements fluid and captivating, weaving through the crowd as if she were the rhythm of the song itself. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, igniting a playful fire that warmed the hearts of onlookers.

The club pulsed with life, a dazzling universe where beats dictated the rhythm of hearts and every mouthful of laughter mingled with the air. Pezzy, Droid, Puffer, and Grizzy found their groove in this electric atmosphere, the music enveloping them as they sipped the vibrant concoctions of their drinks—bright reds, greens, and blues, each reflecting the kaleidoscope of lights around them.

But amid the shimmering lights and contagious energy, it was ___ who rapturously swept onto the dance floor, transcending the ordinary and inviting everyone to follow her lead. With her cascading curls bouncing like fireworks around her, she moved as if the universe itself had designated her the dance floor's queen. Each sway of her hips, each spin of her body seemed effortless yet charged with a fierce joy—an expression of the unfiltered thrill that dance ignites in the soul.

As her movements painted an enchanting picture against the backdrop of colorful lights, Pezzy turned to his friends, eyes wide with admiration. “Who is she?” he whispered reverently, all four of them momentarily entranced. “I can’t take my eyes off her!”

Droid, ever the observant one, leaned in closer, trying to figure out what made her movements so captivating. "It’s like she’s dancing with the music itself, not just to it," he mused, pulling his camera from his pocket to capture the magic. “I need to remember this moment!”

Puffer, always the daring one, chugged back the last of his drink and shouted, “Let’s hit the floor! We can't just stand here watching!”

They joined her on the dance floor, each taking turns to share their unique style, their combined poetry of movement sparking a playful exchange. ___ welcomed them into her rhythm, her laughter mingling beautifully with the beats as she twirled alongside them. Her mischievous eyes flickered like stars, implying an inside joke only she knew, as if this moment swept them all into a whimsical story of pure joy.

Around them, the crowd danced too, but the energy drew tighter around the four friends and ___, creating their own small universe. Every move she made seemed to weave a narrative, and for Pezzy, the dance floor was now a stage where magic unfolded with every step.

Her twirling skirts swirled like the very essence of freedom itself, and in that moment, amidst laughter and vibrant music, the possibilities felt endless. Pezzy spun to the rhythm, Droid captured the scene through his lens, Puffer cheered from the sidelines, and Grizzy, with a feigned seriousness, attempted an exaggerated dance move that sent everyone bursting into laughter.

As "Move Ya Body" surged into its chorus, the four of them fell into an easy sync with her. Borrowing a bit of ___'s spark, each sought to match her grace, yet it was her natural exuberance that maintained the spotlight. They moved in a circle, a blend of personalities crafting a unique dance that overflowed with camaraderie and shared laughter.

But soon, the rhythm began to shift. The song neared its crescendo, and Pezzy sensed this was their moment to create a collective memory that would echo long after the night faded into the early hours. With a ripple of encouragement, he gathered the other three. “Let’s create a circle around her! Just for a moment, let's keep the magic to ourselves,” he proposed, sparks of excitement flaring in their eyes.

As they formed the circle, ___ took center stage, an aura of confidence surrounding her. The crowd, intrigued by the formation, parted slightly, creating space for them. In a beautiful mixture of friendship and admiration, Pezzy, Droid, Puffer, and Grizzy cheered her on, lost in the joy of truly living in the moment.

___ grinned, spinning with renewed vigor, her movements embodying the essence of the song. The energy surged back and forth between them—a shared pulse of existence, laughter, and connection.

Time seemed to stand still as they created their own private performance, one that spoke not just in words but in movement and collective energy. And as the song reached its climax, they all let go of any last inhibitions, smiling widely as they danced together.

Drunk Pezzy

Summary: A small blurb from Pezzy being drunk...

TW: Drunk people, Drunk actions, alcohol, cursing, established relationship.

“I’m done, no more drinkies for me.” Droid hiccup while sitting on Pezzy’s bed, Puffer and Grizzy chuckled at him.

Puffer and Grizzy were at his desk, Grizzy was sitting in his chair while puffer was standing on his right side with the mouse in his hand.

“Are there speakers on this Pezzy?” Puffer inquired while looking in his settings for something {idr someone lmk}.

Droid got up with the alcohol in his right hand laughing at Pezzy stumbling to lean on the bathroom door/wall to the bathroom. Once he got his bearings somewhat straight, he put his right hand on the door knob and twisted it open. Pezzy didn’t have full control of his body, as he opened the door he fell right with the door. Gravity took control and made him hit the floor, Droid got the door, Grizzy popped up from the chair, as Puffer moved quickly to check on him as if they didn't have a single drink. 

“Oh my god, what the fuck?” Droid stated due to Pezzy falling

“Hey Bella, you might wanna come in here!” Puffer called for his girlfriend 

~

Knock, knock.

“Hey, is the camera on?” I asked timidly while the door cracked open a little bit.

“Yeah, we can block you from it.” Droid suggested.

“Okay I’m coming in, and tell me what happened to his stupid ass i didn't catch it on stream.” I commented walking in wearing my fuzzy lavender shorts and cardigan with my white cropped tank top with my slippers on meeting Droid at the door, so he can body block the camera on his left.

“He fell on his ass, lost his balance while opening the door.” Puffer explained shortly as Droid walked me to the bathroom, shaking my head at him.

I got on my knees, to check on his head and his wrist, no scrapes, no blood, and thankfully no broken bones.

“Hi baby, did you have a little bit too much to drink?” I teasingly asked Pezzy.

“Mmmm maybe babe.” He slurred with a small chuckle while shaking his head yes. 

“Alrighty, well you aren’t bleeding and have no broken bones so you are good, just drunk. I’ll let you get back with the boys, okay?” I smiled  while holding eye contact.

“Okay babe, i'll call ya back when the stream ends.” He replied .

I got back up to my feet, holding my hand out to him to help him out of the bathroom but, Grizzy came in and picked him up so i wouldn't have too. I laughed a little bit too hard seeing him being basically princess carried out of the bathroom. Droid and Puffer body blocked the camera for me to leave the room without my face being shown to camera for long. I went back down the stairs to resume baking all types of sweets that the boys will appreciate, this time I will pay attention to his stream, a little bit more attentively. 

“What, y’all saw my girlfriend? Isn't she the sweetest and prettiest?” He asked the chat I shook my head in a lovingly manner.

“Hi chat :) <3”