chapter 1 | word count 1.6k joe bartolozzi x oc!streamer
you are (# Phoebe Quinn | twitch @ Quinncident )
Streaming was just a hobby. Obviously, I never thought I’d actually get anywhere with it. Somehow, though, I found myself streaming almost every day. I went to college to become a cybersecurity analyst, and now I’m sitting in my bedroom talking to a camera for a living. Student debt at what cost?
I sigh as I power on my PC, the familiar hum of the fans filling my room. I log onto Twitch and pull up my stream dashboard, adjusting my microphone and making sure everything is working.
“Alright,” I mumble to myself, adjusting my headset. “Let’s see what kind of bullshit happens today.” I click Start Streaming. Almost immediately, the viewer count starts climbing.The chat floods with hi's, emotes, and random suggestions for what game I should play today. I already knew what I was playing, though.
I had watched Joe play Flash and Die not too long ago, and honestly, it looked like exactly the kind of stupid game I could see myself getting way too invested in.
I glance at chat. “Okay, okay. I know what we're playing.” The messages start flying even faster.
WHAT ARE WE PLAYING
FORTNITE PLEASE
PLAY FLASH AND DIE
I laugh. “Actually, yes. We're playing Flash and Die.” The chat immediately explodes. I grin at the screen.
“And before anyone asks, yes, I saw Joe play it.” That somehow makes everything ten times worse.
JOE????
JOE BARTOLOZZI????
QUINN SAID JOE
WAIT SHE WATCHES JOE
JOE MENTIONED
I roll my eyes, already regretting saying anything. “Yes, Joe. That Joe. You guys know we've talked before.”
Technically, Joe and I had never actually collabed. We'd texted a few times, talked about doing something together, but it never ended up happening. It wasn't weird or anything. At least, I didn't think it was. Most of his audience watched me, and most of my audience watched him, so our names tended to get thrown around together pretty often. I just didn't realize how quickly one sentence could travel.
Joe was halfway through his own stream when his chat suddenly started moving at an alarming speed.
QUINN IS PLAYING FLASH AND DIE
QUINN SAID SHE SAW YOU PLAY IT
QUINN IS TALKING ABOUT YOU
Joe looks at the chat, confused. “What?” He laughs as he scrolls through the messages. “Why are you guys telling me this?”
More messages fly past.
GO TO HER STREAM
QUINN IS PLAYING FLASH AND DIE
DID YOU KNOW SHE WAS PLAYING IT
Joe shakes his head, smiling. “She already told me she was playing that today.” Silence. Well— Not actual silence. His chat absolutely loses its mind.
????????
ALREADY TOLD YOU???
YOU GUYS TEXT???
HOW OFTEN DO YOU TEXT
THEY'RE TALKING
JOE????
Joe stares at the chat for a second. He realizes his mistake. “Oh, shut up.” The messages only get faster. “I literally just meant she told me what game she was playing.” That does absolutely nothing.
EVERY DAY???
THEY TEXT EVERY DAY
JOE AND QUINN???
NEW SHIP JUST DROPPED
Joe laughs and shakes his head. “I’m gonna have my mods ban all of you.” But he’s still smiling. And somewhere on the other side of the internet, Phoebe's chat is doing the exact same thing. The funniest part was that this wasn't even new. Any time either of us mentioned the other, even remotely, someone would make an edit.
Joe wearing a shirt I had once complimented? Edit.
Me playing a game Joe had played? Edit.
Joe laughing at something I said on stream? Somehow, another edit.
Neither of us had ever actually done anything together, yet our audiences had apparently decided that was a minor inconvenience. And now Joe had just handed them “she already told me” on a silver platter. He was never going to hear the end of it.
It’s tiring, if I’m being honest. Like, of course Joe is great. I have nothing against him. But I’m more than just a friend of his. I’m my own person, and he’s his own person. I’m not going to sit here and lie and say I’ve never watched the ship edits, though.
You would too…
Editors have a way of taking two completely normal interactions and somehow making them look like something you never even considered existed. And, admittedly, some of them are really good. The problem is the chat.
Specifically, some of his chat. The amount of hate I get for even being acquaintances with him is insane. I could literally breathe in the same general direction as Joe and suddenly there'd be fifty comments telling me to leave him alone.
It gets exhausting. Which is why I should probably be more careful about what I let happen on stream. Unfortunately, I'm an idiot. I had completely forgotten to mute my Discord notifications. I'm halfway through the game when a notification pops up in the corner of my screen.
(Discord) Joe Bartolozzi:
everyone keeps saying we should finally collab
I don't even register it at first. Then I look at it. Then I look at the chat. Then I look back at the notification.
Oh. No.
DID WE JUST SEE THAT
JOE???
QUINN
HELLO????
HE MESSAGED YOU
COLLAB????
I immediately reach for my mouse. “Okay, well..” Too late. The chat is moving so fast I can't even read it anymore.
“No. Nope. We're not doing this.” I try to go back to the game. And because apparently God himself wanted to humble me today, I immediately die. My character gets taken out in the most embarrassing way possible. I stare at the screen.
There is a long pause. “That wasn't even my fault.” Chat continues flying. “That was NOT EVEN MY FAULT. What the fu—” I rip my headphones off. “I'M GOING TO END STREAM.”
I'm laughing and yelling at the same time, trying to stand up too quickly. My knee catches the desk. I stumble backward. There's a loud CRACK. I freeze. I slowly look down. My chair is no longer in one piece. The back of it completely off.
“Oh my God.” The chat is absolutely losing it.
NO WAY
THE CHAIR 😭
QUINNCIDENT LMAOOOO
THIS IS THE BEST STREAM EVER
JOE DID THIS
“I hate all of you.” I step out of frame for a second, to assess the damage.
“This is why I can't have nice things.” I can hear the chat laughing through my monitor. I drop back down onto the floor, completely defeated. I yell, “The collab will never happen!” That only makes things worse.
Joe is still playing when his chat starts spamming messages so quickly that he can't keep up.
GO WATCH QUINN
HER CHAIR BROKE
JOE YOU BROKE HER
QUINN IS CRASHING OUT
Joe pauses his game. “What did I do?”
More messages.
YOU NEED TO SEE THIS
GO REACT TO QUINN
HER CHAIR IS GONE
Joe starts laughing before he even knows what happened. “Why did her chair break?” He pulls up her stream. The clip is already being replayed. Phoebe is sitting on the floor, completely out of frame, while her chat flies past at the speed of light. Joe watches the entire thing.
Then comes the part where she yells: “THE COLLAB WILL NEVER HAPPEN!” Joe completely loses it. He leans back in his chair, laughing. “Oh my God.” His chat is going insane.
YOU DESTROYED HER CHAIR
JOE APOLOGIZE
THE COLLAB IS NEVER HAPPENING
THIS IS YOUR FAULT
Joe wipes his eyes. “I didn't even do anything!” He watches the clip again. And starts laughing all over again.
Someone in chat asks if he's still going to collab with her. Joe looks at the message for a second. “I mean…” He smiles. “Probably.”
The chat explodes. Joe immediately realizes what he's done. “Oh, come on.”
I ended the stream approximately thirty seconds later. The second the screen went black, I sat there staring at my monitor. Silence. I look down at my broken chair. Then back at my monitor. Then at Discord. Joe's message is still sitting there. I type back.
Phoebe:
you just got me bullied by thousands of people
The typing bubble appears almost immediately.
Joe:
you broke your chair
I stare at the message.
Phoebe:
because of you
Joe:
how is that my fault 😭
Phoebe:
you texted me while i was streaming
Joe:
you forgot to mute discord
I pause.
He's right.
I hate that.
Phoebe:
shut up
A few seconds pass.
Joe:
but seriously we should actually collab sometime
I stare at the message. I'd been talking about doing a collab with Joe for months. We'd mentioned it here and there, but it always seemed to get pushed back because of schedules or other things. And now, after the most humiliating stream of my life, he's asking again. I laugh quietly to myself.
Phoebe:
after today? absolutely not
Joe:
fair enough
Then another message appears.
Joe: also your chair is definitely a Quinncident
I stare at my phone.
I hate him.
I start laughing anyway.
Phoebe: blocked
Joe: no you won't
I don't respond.
Mostly because he's right.
The next morning, I wake up to approximately fourteen thousand notifications. Clips. Tweets. TikToks. People tagging me in edits. Someone had already made a compilation titled:
JOE BARTOLOZZI DESTROYS QUINN'S CHAIR WITHOUT EVEN BEING THERE
I put my phone face down. I wasn't even going to look. I lasted about thirty seconds. Then I picked it back up. And, unfortunately, clicked the video. I watched myself fall out of the chair. Then Joe laughing. Then the comments. I groan and cover my face with both hands.
“This is going to follow me for the rest of my life.” And judging by the number of clips already being made? It probably would.
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── .✦: Fraser's daughter has always been a shy girl. But coming home from summer camp, all she can talk about is you, the camp counselor that helped her make friends. So, he thanks you.
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For the two weeks since Maisie Minten’s summer camp started, the four-year-old had only spoken about one person on the twenty-minute drive home.
You.
“She knits, Daddy. She taught us how!”
“Oh yeah, Sweetpea?” Fraser says absently, navigating the late afternoon traffic out of her camp.
“Yeah! I couldn’t figure it out, though. She knitted a bear. He looked like Blades!”
Fraser laughs, imagining his daughter informing this random camp counselor that her bear looks like the Boston Bruins mascot.
Eventually, he started to notice that Maisie mentioned more and more of other kids at the camp, and was starting to pick up that you encouraged her to make these friends. He definitely needs to thank you.
Slowly, he started developing a picture of you. Maisie says you knit and you drink tea out of a handmade mug. The other day, Fleetwood Mac was playing on the radio, and she exclaimed that you love this song. He, inevitably, is imagining a sweet grandma. An old lady who saw Maisie, far too shy to make friends at a new place like this at first, and integrated her with the other kids.
By that Friday, Fraser had decided to skip the curbside pick-up and find Maisie himself, to thank you for taking such good care of her. He wandered into the camp, still wearing a Bruins shirt and sweatpants from his workout beforehand, trying to navigate to the craft room, where Maisie says she spends the most time.
Eventually, after dodging so many hyper children, he finds a door propped open with a giant, heavy bucket of paintbrushes, so he peeks through it.
“Daddy!” he immediately hears, instinctively recognizing his daughter’s voice in a split second, and crouching down to catch the hug he knows is coming his way.
He’s jumped by her, which receives no complaint, as he tightens her embrace and kisses the top of her head. Standing back up again, he scans the room for the woman Maisie’s been discussing so reverently. She’s already zooming towards you—near the table, unknotting a little girl's hair—though.
“My Daddy’s here! Meet my Daddy!” she tells you with so much enthusiasm, so you nod, turning around to face him after you fix the girl's hair and—oh.
You’re beautiful, and definitely not seventy or sixty. The first thing he notices is the vibrant glitter on your eyelids, a mix of pinks and purples and blues… You look like an angel. Actually, there’s not a word for you. Fraser is ready to die directly in front of you.
You’re being pushed in front of him by Maisie. You giggle, and he’s pretty sure he’s died.
“Hi! Oh my gosh, you’re Maisie’s dad! She talks about you a lot.”
Fraser Minten—a six-two, professional athlete who regularly faces press cameras without so much as stuttering, is at a total loss for words. Your big smile, your warm presence, your gentleness towards his kid… Fraser gulps.
“I… yeah, I am,” he eventually gets out, smiling bashfully. He’s sure his face is bright red, as Maisie scampers back towards him, her hand tugging on his sweatpants. “My name is Fraser. She, uh, talks about you all the time, too-”
“Daddy. She doesn’t have a boyfriend.” Fraser, briefly, prays for the floor to open up beneath him and swallows him whole. He stares down at his kid.
“What, sweetpea?”
Maisie looks up at you expectantly. “Daddy doesn’t have a girlfriend, either. And he cooks, and folds laundry, and-”
“Jesus, that’s enough, honey,” Fraser says immediately, picking her up off the ground and holding her on his hip.
…Which makes quite the show of his forearms, you think absently. Who is this beautiful, extremely built man with the sweetest little girl you’ve ever seen?
“I am so sorry. She has no filter. I swear, she’s the shyest girl you’ve ever seen, until you get her talking.”
You laugh, and this is, what, the third time Fraser’s died in this conversation?
“It’s okay. Seriously. Kids have definitely said weirder things to me here.”
He gives you a boyish grin before propping Maisie up with one hand to scratch the back of his neck (Jesus Christ, he’s built).
“I actually came to thank you. For treating Maisie so well. She talks about you non-stop, seriously. And she was so scared of going to camp all on her own.” She hides bashfully in his chest, and he laughs, rubbing the back of her head.
“No need to thank me. She’s a great kid.”
“She really is,” Fraser says quietly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles against his daughter's back. “But, I do have to admit, she kind of gave me the impression that you were like, sixty-five.”
Your eyebrows shoot up. “Sixty-five!? Maisie!”
The culprit is giggling into her dad’s shoulder, and you just can’t help the giant smile that finds your face. Fraser continues.
“Well, she told me you love knitting, vintage music, and you drink a lot of tea. I just… didn’t expect you to be…” the prettiest girl he’s ever seen in his entire life. “You.”
“Well, I hope I didn’t disappoint too much.”
His eyes drop to your lips, before finding your glittery eyes again. He adjusts his grip on Maisie, flexing his arms while he does so, which he definitely notices that you notice.
“Not even a little.”
He says it so quietly, you almost think you misheard him. But his embarrassed smile is confirmation enough, as the tension between you two grows by the second.
Maisie interrupts, because what else are four-year-olds for?
“Ask her to be your girlfriend, Daddy.”
“Maisie,” Fraser groaned, looking at you helplessly, to which you shrug mischievously.
“Ask her if she wants to go to dinner!”
After a very long, exaggerated sigh, he puts his daughter on the ground and looks directly at you.
“Would you like to go to dinner with me sometime?”
You blink, and you can see Fraser’s confidence dissipate. “Really?”
“Yes, really. If you want.”
You look down at Maisie, and then back at Fraser, seeing very clearly where she gets her nervousness from. You smile bigger than you have all month.
“I would love to go to dinner with you, Fraser.”
I'm literally giggling these three are so cute. should i perhaps make this a series...?.?.?? self beta'd and I literally remarked "wow this doesn't have that many typos" so that means I missed 100. so sorry about that LMAO. literally begging you to send asks in about this trio
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