#streamer! reader

YES! YOU CAN>:)

Streaming headcanons-Raihan x Fem! Reader

pairing: quackity x reader | very much slow burn

au: social media-ish

overview: y/n is a 20 year old streamer and youtuber under the alias suve (sue-vay) with over 1.2 million followers on both twitch and youtube. Being a big streamer along with being the friends of the most famous youtubers is a hard task. Dealing with hate comes along way. A big move causes discourse between friendships and even worse, love. but birds always mate for life, or is science wrong?

warnings: cursing, drug talk, sex jokes, anything else immature grown men would talk about.

schedule: I write when I wanna.

taglist - open

ONE - DRUG DEALS (3/4/22)

TWO - JEALOUSY IN BEDWARS (3/5/22)

THREE - ROUGH DISCUSSIONS AND TWITTER POSTS

FOUR -

FIVE -

SIX -

warning: mentions of drugs but not actual drugs, cursing, etc.

suv3 or suve is y/ns' online name! you can change it :) (sue-vay)

this is something different, I got inspiration from @strawberrymilkgeorge s' series, go check it out!

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"what time is it again?" y/n asks stretching backwards from their gaming chair. they try and rub the sleep from their eyes, failing but they brush it aside and reach for their energy drink.

their discord pinged and they look over for a split second then returns their attention back to the screen in-front of them.

"who joined?" they ask, crouching three times when callahan runs up to them and drops some quartz. they smile at their screen.

"um, it was quackity I think," dream answers running around breaking blocks. "and it's 3 a.m, for me at least." he mumbles the last part.

"hi quackity," they giggle, hitting callahan once and running away. he follows them close behind, trying to land a couple punches before missing and falling into the lake under the community house. "oh shit he's muted."

a ding soon follows after and quackity unmutes his mic. the sound of his voice is echoed and blotchy yet easy to make out. "hello~" he sings with a cackle, he joins dreams stream.

"hello~," y/n sings back huffing, they let go of their keyboard and try to rub their eyes again. "dream bro, go to sleep. end stream- like right now."

"what?" the tone of his voice is high pitched and drawn out, "suve i-i'm not just going to end stream now, I can't."

"well why not? just do it, don't be a puss bro." they tease, using their phone to open up his stream. 250,000 people had nothing better to do with their lives, and honestly who would blame them. The chat went by quick, only catching a few but they caught a couple of things.

@Demonslayerrfan20: yeah dream do it LOL

@toeclippers: DO IT PUSS, NO MORE MONEY

@arianannotfound: SDFHISUDFOSD SUV3 IS SO FUNNY-

"see your chat seems to agree, just stop, like just quit dude- callahan are you done?" callahan resurfaces from the water after killing himself 5 times. he grabbed a stick and started beating suve repeatedly .

"suve stop being a instigator!"

y/n- who was mesmerized by the speed of the chat, didn't notice that he got their health low. by the time they realized they were at half a heart, they gasp and quickly take ahold of their keyboard. "HALF A HEART-HALF A HEART. CALLAHAN STOP!"

with another click of the mouse the title screen 'You Died!' comes up and y/n slams their fist on their desk and screams.

everyone in the vc laughs and dream wheezes out a, "you sound like george!"

<georgenotfound has joined the game>

quackity unmutes and giggles to himself, "speak of the devil,"

<georgenotfound> WHERE IS SAPNAP

<suv3> obsvoiusly not here dumbass

<callahan> obviously* DUMBASS

<suv3> I know where you live. remember that.

<callahan> o_0

<georgenotfound> WHERE IS JE

<dreamwastaken> sleep omfg

<georgenotfound> WELL TLEL HIMAS TO WAKE UA[

<suv3> join voice bb <3_<3

"why would you invite him to the vc he's so stinky." karl grumbles, the sound of his voice is muffled out by the sleeve of his sweater.

"because suve has a little crush on him," quackity replies.

"i do not!" they agrue.

"do too!"

"do not!"

"do too-!" before he could finish his sentence the discord notification goes off again, signaling that someone had joined vc.

y/n grins and claps their hands "GEORGEE! THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE, MY SWEET SUGAR PIE YUMMY YUM."

there's silence from george's end, and then a soft "ew."

quackitys icon lights up green as he screams in laughter, karl and dream chortle.

"shut up this is not funny." they groan and crumple up the monster they were drinking and throw it into the bin across the room.

"I could recognize that sound anywhere, was that a...a monster can?!" karl screeches jumping up and down on his chair. he turned his camera on and in the back were multiple boxes and monster cans everywhere.

"oh my god, karl you freak, how did you know." giggling, they open the small refrigerator by their desk to pull out another.

"hey, when you drink alot of them, you tend to get used to the sound."

"no," dream interjects logging onto hypixel, "I think you just have a addiction."

"hey hey HEY, I don't get addicted, it's merely a...liking."

"'liking' my ass," george comments joining dream. "says the one with a monster can la la land in the back. drink some water."

karl scoffs and goes to pick up the cans but stops when y/n speaks up, "speaking of which, karl I need some more, you think you could hit a girl up?"

in a husky voice, karl gets close to the camera, rubbing his hands together, "yeah, yeah, of course. I got you, what do you want? I got it allll."

y/n copies karls stance but instead of getting close to the camera they get close to the mic. "anything, I just need that good good youknowhatimsayin'?"

he sits back and laughs "dude you're so stupid oh my god."

"they're doing a drug deal! TOS TOS!" quackity taunts.

"what? karl, suve NO!"

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taglist;

@kusuinko

@angelicaschuyler-church

warning: cursing, bad Spanish translations (thanks gg translate), mentions of sex (but not having sex), angst but not (I have trouble writing angst),

suv3 or suve is y/ns' online name! you can change it :) (sue-vay)

a/n: I'm slowly finding a good and intriguing way to write this, bare with me. Next chapter will be longer, more speaking with quackity/other members of the smp, its not planned out but time will tell. I wrote half of this at 2 a.m. let me know how I did!

not proof read!

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[ 3 A.M ]

“god fucking dammit.”

“you okay over there?” he asks, trying to see through the darkness. another thump makes its way into the microphone and into his headset.

“god fucking dammit!” the person screams out, there’s more shuffling and a crash is heard.

“SUVE! what the hell are you doing??” he shouts trying to get a glimpse of the figure hunching over a cardboard box.

she huffs and bends backwards in defeat, “I just dropped this Lego set I built for Dreams’ birthday, which took me forever to do.” she leaves the room for a second and comes back with a broom and pan.

quackity thinks for a couple seconds and responds with, “dreams birthday is not for another 5 months?”

“yeah,” she sweeps some of the legos up and drops them on their bed. “But shipping in Illinois is like shipping to the fucking North Pole, it takes forever.”

he grins and shakes his head “no one’s ever shipped anything to the North Pole.”

she shoots him a look, “and you know that how?”

he shrugs in return “dunno, I just do.”

“what are you, Santie Claus?”

laughing he takes a swig of his water, “hell yeah, I walk around with my sack n’ shit.”

she shoots him another dirty look “quackity.”

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding. I could look it up though.”

“noo,” she whines cleaning the remainder of the mess “I’m too tired for this, I bought this in January..it’s the first week of March.”

“So? You’ve been busy. Nothing you can’t rebuild.”

she plops down in their chair and stares at the camera, and though his was not on she knew that he was staring back at her. “It’s 8,000 plus pieces,” she grabs the empty monster can on her desk and crushes it up. “plus it cost me like, 300 bucks.”

quackitys mouth drops “suve.”

she groans “what.”

“300 hundred bucks for a couple chunks of plastic! are you crazy?”

she giggles and lets her head hang with a smile, “just a tiny bit.”

he sighs and shakes his head, “you’re a mess.”

“a hot mess.”

well. “I’d beg to differ,” he shoots back, “you look like you’ve been through hell and back.”

“yeah well I haven’t slept in like,” she begins counting backwards from ten on her fingers. “2 days.”

“SUVE.”

“what.” she stresses bringing all the Lego pieces to her desk, pushing all of the unwanted stuff onto the floor.

“go.to.bed.” his tone is playful but the look he’s giving her through the screen is much more serious.

“I can’t,” she begins to separate the pieces by color and size. “I gotta finish this, it’ll make me feel better about myself.”

he watches as their fingers move seamlessly through the pieces, connecting them like a puzzle until half of a section was finish, “how are you doing this so quickly without the instructions.”

y/n shrugs not taking their eyes off of the pieces “muscle memory I guess.”

quackity hums and pets his cats who had jumped onto his lap throughout his watch, tiger purs as a thank you.

"do you wanna join tomorrows stream? everyone's going to be there, it'll be on my channel." he asks.

"yeah sure, what are y'all playing?"

he shrugs "this mod I found awhile ago, something to do with Minecraft and shopping carts."

sometime passes and y/n is still working on the Legos and quackity is slowly drifting asleep.

“you can leave if you want.” y/n comments gazing up at quackitys unmoving icon. “it’s getting late.”

“nuh-uh,” he gets up from his slouched position and rubs his face. “ ‘m not sleepy.”

they laugh and a smirk plays onto their lips, “are you sure? because I’m pretty positive I heard you snore.”

he scoffs “I don’t snore!”

“take it up with the judge.”

“You know what? I will. I’m going to be a lawyer, and when I finish school I’m going to sue your ass for defamation!”

“okay bucko.” they snort.

“I will!”

“okay, I believe you.”

silence takes over the call, the shifting through legos is a clacky sound but soothing. quackity takes this time to let his mind race, why was she doing all of this for him, and why so early? You never really do something like this for someone unless you like them alot, did they like dream? and why haven't they never done that for him?

the question was eating him up like an infection, and if he didn't get it out he would explode. But thats not really a question you'd ask someone, it's kinda personal. yet he really wanted to know.

and though he was scared he mustered up what ever courage he could find;

"suve? do you like dream?" his voice was shaky, hesitant, and kinda hard to hear. But when he said the last word their head shot up fast with a confused look.

"of course I do, I like everyone." she didn't get the question.

"no," he shakes his head fiddling with his discarded water bottle cap "like, like like dream. as in you have a crush on him."

she scoffs and eyes the computer screen, "why are you asking?" no response, they roll their eyes and continue building, "no, I don't like dream like that, he's a brother to me, I'm doing this as a thank you."

"a thank you to what?"

warning: poop jokes, cursing, alot of twiiter + imessage pics, bad writing.

suv3 or suve is y/ns' online name! you can change it :) (sue-vay)

a/n: I'm slowly finding a good and intriguing way to write this, bare with me. Next chapter will be longer, more speaking with quackity/other members of the smp, its not planned out but time will tell. let me know how I did!

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A couple more minutes go by without a response, suve rolls their eyes, looks at their camera and shrugs. "I tried chat," they leaned over to the open refrigerator to get a monster. "he's grumpy in the morning, its like getting a toddler out of bed. But I offered him a tenner and he took it so we'll see."

she returned back to their game, running around the hypixel lobby trying to choose what they wanted to play. "prop hunt or bed wars?" they ask, moving their icon to both games.

"um mods, could you run a poll-?" the sound of their phone ringing cuts them off. "what?"

they pick it up and the name at the top reads 'cream'. without thinking any further they press answer.

"suve what the hell do you want?" a rough voice answers.

"I wanted you to join-" she looks down from the computer screen to see dreams nose in the camera, "WHY DID YOU FACETIME ME?" she shouts covering up the phone camera.

he laughs, "you wanted me to join stream, so I did." he responds nonchalantly.

"I could've been showing chat my phone and they would've seen your ginormous snout."

his eyes widen "oh, 'gi-nor-mous'," he breaks it up, singing the word. "that's a big word, even for you."

they roll their eyes and flip him off under the table so the stream wouldn't see, "shut up, join discord."

he pouts, his morning voice gruff and muffled "do I have too?"

"do you still want that gifted young man?"

he nods and salutes, "sir yes sir." and hangs up.

"freaking nerd." on their stream she tries to keep the cursing to a minimum after a angry parent @'d them on twitter saying that their child shouldn't be watching something so profound. They were a grown ass adult, it wasn't her fault that the kid was watching them. But for the sake of any of her younger viewers they thought it would be best to just stop.

"you never offered me a 'tenner', to join vc." a voice rang out, but it wasn't dreams.

"hello..?" she replied unsure of who had joined. Opening up discord the only other person in vc besides her was quackity.

"hello suve!" the chat gets faster. "I just wanted to tell you that you should check twitter."

"oh god, what happened now?"

"two words, dream. beef."

she chuckles and opens her notifications, dream had tagged her in a post. "I swear one day this man is going to make me go crazy."

“I tried defending you, did’ya see?” He comments after a couple of seconds, watching her face contort through the stream.

“yeah…” she mumbles liking a couple more tweets before yelling at dream to join vc through text. “my knight in shinning..Twitter.” She giggles and brushes the loose strand of hair from her face. "what the hell is wrong with calla..?"

he laughs and on the poll he votes ‘bedwars’, “if you end up playing bedwars could I join?”

she looks up for a second, “yeah of course, you don’t have to ask.” the poll had been finalized and bedwars won by 30%. “you guys love to see me suffer,” they sigh. “alright q join, I’ll add you to my party. I just messaged Dream to hurry up.”

“okay! what is he doing anyway? taking a dump?”

the ‘user joined’ sound goes off and dream coughs, “sorry I had to use the bathroom.”

Quackity pauses and y/n snickers, “quackity don’t.”

“..it was a two, wasn’t it?”

“QUACKITY!”

“YOU ARE DIGUSTING,” dream shouts “that is none of your concern!”

“WASN’T IT.” He repeats slapping the arm rest of his chair, y/n shouts a ‘I can’t breathe!’ and dream curses under his breath.

“yeah.”

Quackity laughs so hard that he falls out of his chair and shouts “oh shit!” and it sends y/n into another fit of laughter.

“Oh my god!” She gasps grasping onto the desk, “I can’t breathe, I need my inhaler!”

“okay calm down,” dream chuckles shaking his head “it’s not that funny,”

y/n lets out a breath and sighs, wiping the tears from their eyes. “it kinda is.”

“ANYWAY,” dream starts changing the subject “what are you doing?”

“me and quackity were planning on playing bedwars, wanna join?”

quackity grunts “I kinda just wanted to play with just the two of us.”

y/n raises a brow “oh?”

“okay, I can wait a couple of rounds.”

“no.”

“no?”

“quackity, me and you can play together later, Dream can play with us for right now.”

“but-“ quackity pouts, he closes out of the stream and gets out of the waiting room on hypixel.

“but nothing, Dream accept my invite.”

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taglist;

@kusuinko

@angelicaschuyler-church