CJforMayor(mod): I have literal tears in my eyes! That ending!
SnowboardKid(vip): GG Snow!
BedheadRooster: I like your style Snow :)
“Thanks, everyone. Thank you everyone for the follows, the new subs, and the donations today. It was really fun hanging out with you all,” I say to chat, bringing my ‘ending stream’ screen up. My face is still there, in the corner for everyone to see. I can’t stop grinning and I know Calloway is going to have a lot to say once I end stream but that’s okay.
I take a few minutes to thank my most recent donos. I don’t always have the time to read them during the stream but I always make sure to check them out off stream if it ever becomes too much. I really do love and appreciate my supporters. They make it possible to have this as my job full-time. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for them.
“Just a reminder, I’m taking the weekend off but I’ll be back on Monday at the usual time! Thank you again for being here. I think we’re gonna keep the battle royale vibes going by raiding Rodney. Everyone be extra nice to him and don’t tease him too much, okay? If you’re a subscriber, you can use our raiding emoji over in his chat.”
Subscribers of the channel can use our channel emojis all over the platform. Our raid emoji is just a little snowman holding up a sign that says ‘Snow Raid’. I punch in the information needed to raid Rodney.
As soon as I end stream, I pull up a new tab. I type in RodKneeonComs. Once I get through the ads, I finally get to see who this man actually is. Or rather, I get to see his face thanks to his face cam.
Oh.
Okay.
Rodney is apparently very hot. He’s got the prettiest silver hair I’ve ever seen which is longer and pulled back on the top and cut shorter on the sides. His eyes are also silver which are wide as my raid makes themselves known in the chat. His jaw is hard with a dusting of beard across it.
Behind him, his streaming room is cozy. There’s a couple posters hung up behind a bed that sits sideways, stretching across the room behind him. One of the posters has a little trans pride flag on it and I can’t help the way my chest warms. Could Rodney be trans like me? That would be really fucking cool!
“Holy crackers and cheese! What the hellie skelly? Chat? Are yougood?”
I chuckle to myself, hitting the follow button. Then, without giving it much thought, I quickly subscribe to his channel, paying the subscription fee with a grin.
Just then, a notification flashes across Rodney’s screen, letting him know that I raided him with my twelve thousand viewers.
“No freaking way,” Rodney says, looking into the camera. “Snow, you gotta stop man! You’vegottastop. My heart can only take so much! Do you want me to absolutely lose it on stream? Is this type of thing funny for you?”
The notification for my subscription pops up and I watch as his face somehow gets even redder.
“Snow! Stop it! Stop it right now before I find you and tickle you!”
I quickly type ‘wtf’ into the chat, making him and his mods laugh. They warn me that it’s best if I leave now before I get in too deep.
“Sorry, sorry. Tickling is how I threaten chat. I’ll think of something better for you. Thanks for the raid and thanks for the sub. Welcome to the Rodney club. I hope you enjoy your stay.”
I type in chat that I hope he has a good rest of his stream and I’m heading out. He tells me that people aren’t usually allowed to leave his stream but he’ll make an exception for me. He waves me goodbye before he’s jumping into a new battle royale match.
I close the window and shut down my computer. I sit back in my chair, breathing out slowly.
“What the fuck was that?” I whisper to myself before the door of my streaming room bursts open. My son stares at me with wide eyes, his chest heaving from running across the house. I’m worried for only a second before he bursts out laughing.
“What the hell was that?”
Chapter Three
Rodney
“Give me like tenminutes. I have to pee,” I tell Rin before I toss up a ‘be right back’ screen on my stream. I triple check that my mic is muted before groaning long and loud.
Oh my gods. What the hell was that? I cannot believe I made such afoolof myself during that game! I am one of the top players in the country. Maybe not when it comes to this game exactly but another that’s very similar. I know how to play! Iknow how to stream! Yet, every time I heard Snow speak, I felt like my insides were turning into mush.
It’s like he had a direct link from his voice to my dick.
I cover my face with my hands. Fuck it. I get out of my chair and toss myself onto my bed which sits right behind my streaming set up. I use it as a cozy background.
