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wait the road trip with alex little drabble you just posted is so real it reminds me of how i always think abt the same thing almost when i listen to this song :3

https://youtu.be/XocCIxoeilo?si=GF84N6ph38zj4FYy

(idk if this sent twice it told me i couldn't attatch the link but i wanted to get my point across 😭)

it didn’t send twice, don’t worry :3

i feel like alex has become so focused on planning everything out and chasing these big, ambitious projects. it reminds me of a clip from when he was younger where he said, “it’s good to have plans, but sometimes the unexpected is the best thing that could ever happen to you.” somewhere along the way, i think he’s drifted from that mindset.

the idea of being able to bring that comfort back to him feels so beautiful to me. to be able to remind him that it’s okay not to have everything figured out, to help him see the beauty in the unexpected instead of fearing it. i think he thinks about it often, running away, leaving the pressure behind, not having to worry about what comes next.

finding someone who encourages that side of him, who makes him feel safe enough to let go. taking off together, driving with no destination, discovering new places, sharing sunsets, and simply enjoying each other’s company. it feels like freedom. and for him, that freedom wouldn’t just be about escaping, it would be about knowing that no matter where he goes, he has someone to come back to every day <3

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road trip with alex :3

After hours on the road, when you finally arrive, Alex groans softly as he pushes the car door open. He steps out, stretching his arms high above his head, his spine cracking faintly from sitting for so long. With a tired rub of his eyes, he lets out a loud, exaggerated sigh, the kind that makes you laugh under your breath. His feet drag against the pavement as he makes his way around the car, still carrying the weight of the drive in every step.

But then, before you can even fully stand up, he opens the car door for you and immediately pulls you into him. His arms wrap around you in the tightest hug, almost desperate, as if he hasn’t seen you in weeks, even though you just sat beside him for hours, singing along to playlists and trading smiles between verses. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, eyes closing instantly as he melts against you, breathing you in like you’re his favorite comfort.

You cradle him close, one hand rubbing slow circles along his back. You murmur into his ear quietly. “Tired, baby?”

His response is muffled and incoherent against your skin, but the way he nods, cheek pressed into your shoulder, says enough.

“C’mon, love,” you coax gently, slipping your fingers through his. “Let’s get you some rest.”

He follows without hesitation, letting you guide him to the hotel room, his hand in yours. The second the door clicks shut behind you, Alex tugs you toward the bed with surprising urgency for someone so exhausted. He collapses onto the mattress, pulling you with him, wrapping his arms around you like he never intends to let go.

You giggle softly as he presses his face into your chest, clingy and needy, his entire body heavy with sleep but unwilling to separate from your warmth. Your fingers find his hair, stroking through the soft strands, and he lets out a quiet, content hum that vibrates against you.

Just for a moment, he opens his eyes. They’re glazed with exhaustion but still warm, still shining as he gazes up at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever laid eyes on. His brown, boba eyes linger on your face, tired but full of quiet adoration.

You lean down, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to his forehead. “Good night, pretty boy,” you whisper, lips still brushing against his skin. “You deserve it.”

He exhales, the tension in his body finally unraveling, and closes his eyes again. And though the drive felt endless, he’s far more excited about falling asleep in your arms than anything waiting at your destination.

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being alex’s passenger princess :3

Alex knows you don’t drive, he’s never minded. In fact, it’s one of his favorite things. Anytime you mention needing to go somewhere, he’s already reaching for his keys with that easy smile, eager to take you.

“You don’t even have to ask,” he says, jingling his keys.

You roll your eyes but grin. “What if I wanted to walk?”

“Not happening,” he teases, opening the passenger door for you. “I like the excuse to have you stuck in the car with me.”

He loves being behind the wheel, but even more than that, he loves having you beside him.

There’s something so calming about those drives. Just the two of you on the road, windows down, the breeze rushing in. Sometimes you sit in comfortable silence, his presence enough to make you feel grounded. Other times, it’s filled with music and laughter, the kind of moments he treasures most.

He always insists you choose the playlist. “You’re the princess, you pick,” he says, passing you his phone with a grin. “Don’t disappoint me.”

“Don’t worry,” you smirk. “I have amazing taste.”

“Debatable,” he teases, only to laugh when you playfully smack his arm.

"If you hate it, you can't say anything."

"I won’t. Not if it makes you happy."

And he means it. He watches you with quiet admiration as you scroll, as your face lights up when your favorite song comes on. Hearing your voice sing along, slightly off key but full of joy, makes his chest ache in the best way. He laughs when you nudge him for messing up a lyric, and the sound of your laughter might just be his favorite song.

Almost unconsciously, his hand finds your thigh, fingers tracing little patterns, thumb brushing back and forth. Sometimes he gives a light squeeze, like a quiet reminder. “I’m here. You’re safe.” Even when your eyes grow heavy and your head starts to dip, he doesn’t move his hand.

“You tired?” he asks softly, glancing at you.

“Mhm,” you murmur, head leaning against the seat.

“Go ahead, baby. I’ll wake you when we’re there,” he promises, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze.

He loves that you can fall asleep next to him without worry, that you trust him enough to let go. He takes pride in making you feel safe, of taking care of you.

And then there’s the drives where he’s the one in charge of the music. “Okay, but don’t judge me,” he warns as the first song starts. He tries to act casual, but you notice the way his thumb moves nervously against your leg, the way he glances at you as the song keeps playing.

“So… what do you think?” he asks, too lightly, like he’s not waiting on your reaction.

You shrug, feigning indifference. “It’s… okay, I guess.”

But he sees the way your lips twitch, how you’re fighting a smile. “You like it,” he says, grinning as if he’s caught you red handed.

You finally let the smile break through. “Fine, yeah. I like it.”

That’s all it takes, his whole face lights up, the kind of smile that makes you laugh just looking at him, and soon you’re both grinning like idiots.

He starts singing along with you, the two of you laughing when he gets too dramatic with the lyrics. Sometimes he slips in a love song, feigning innocence like it was pure coincidence.

You raise an eyebrow at him, pretending to be unimpressed, though the corners of your mouth are already threatening to curve upward.

He just shrugs, his own smile tugging at his lips. “What? Totally random shuffle. No idea how that got there.”

You smirk, shaking your head. “Mhm. Sure.”

But the way he turns to sing certain lines directly to you, eyes sparkling, gives him away. He’s not fooling anyone, you know he picked it just so he could serenade you.

And you let him. Because in those moments, windows down, music up, his hand warm on your thigh, you can feel it.

Just how much he adores you.

<3

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hi here’s a link to a short thread of whimper (?) audios i made of alex a while ago :3

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alex with a partner who does asmr :3

Alex had always noticed when you filmed your ASMR videos. He’d pretend not to care, lounging at his setup or scrolling on his phone, but his eyes always drifted toward you. The way you concentrated, so careful, so gentle with every movement. It made him wish it was him under your hands instead of your microphone. Still, he played it cool, acting as though he wasn’t affected.

One night though, you caught him. You turned your head mid recording and saw him watching you, gaze lingering on the way your fingers traced soft patterns against the mic cover. His eyes flicked away immediately, his expression neutral, like he hadn’t been caught at all. You let it slide, but you didn’t forget.

Later, when you were both in bed, the room was quiet. Alex lay beside you, body relaxed, eyes already closed as though he’d drifted off. But when you reached out and lightly dragged your nails across his cheek, you felt him tense beneath your touch. His eyes cracked open, drowsy but alert.

“…What are you doing?” he asked, voice low, rough with sleep.

You only smiled, bringing a finger to your lips. “Shhh. Just… practice. For my next video.”

He huffed softly, as though he didn’t believe you, but his eyes slid shut again. You continued tracing, letting your nails barely graze his skin. His jawline first, sharp and warm beneath your fingertips. Then the bridge of his nose. You paused at the two moles beneath his right eye, the ones that looked like a semicolon, before traveling lower, to the moles under his nose, the one just below his lips, the constellation across the rest of his face.

Alex’s breathing slowed, deepened. You leaned closer, lips almost brushing his ear. The same whispering tone you used with your mic, but softer now, more intimate. “You’re so pretty,” you murmured. “I love you so much.”

He swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure, but the pink creeping up his cheeks gave him away. You smirked, fingers drifting into his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp, threading through the long strands the way you knew drove him crazy.

His lips parted with a shaky exhale.

You leaned in again, whispering. “You know you’re the only one who gets this treatment, right?”

And then, softer still, your mouth found his skin. A kiss to each mole, one by one. His forehead. His temples. His cheeks. Down the bridge of his nose. Along his jawline and finally his neck. Alex shivered beneath you, his voice raspy. “If you keep going like that… I’m gonna fall asleep.”

You smiled against his skin, placing another kiss at the hollow of his throat. “That’s the point.”

He chuckled breathlessly, the sound fading as you whispered. “You want to be in one of my videos? You don’t have to show your face, you can stay anonymous. I just want to show you off a little. Make you feel good.”

His hand twitched, as though fighting the urge to reach for you, and his voice came quiet, muffled by exhaustion. “If you keep touching me like that… I’ll do anything.”

That made you grin. You kept running your nails gently through his hair, whispering a final good night against his skin as he melted into you, falling asleep to the sound of your voice and the feel of your touch.

<3

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he is so cute im so glad the stream actually worked out for him today :3 <3

me too, he looks so happy to be with his friends again <3

let’s just hope he doesn’t get food poisoning anytime soon, watching them trying to cook hurt my brain 😭

not a thought behind those beautiful brown eyes <3

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continuation of their sex tape 😋

alex got sebas pregnant and missa is getting alex pregnant next after an argument 🫦

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pics from today <3

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look at our consistent king streamingg for like three days in a row 😋 my camera roll is literally just screenshots of him

so consistent he’s streaming on twitch and tiktok at the same time, i love a hard working man 😍😍

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he's so cute in that cowboy hat i'm gunna explode

i love when he wears cowboy hats bc you can see more of his hair. it looks so fluffy here, like maybe he took a shower and let his hair dry right before stream. he looked so excited and probably wanted to look his best ☹️☹️☹️

and the way it looks kinda messy and wavy, he looks so pretty i just wanna pet him 😞

I’m so sad things didn’t go the way he hoped today, he genuinely sounded so disappointed and frustrated. I’m glad missa and sebas were there to keep him smiling though, i hope he doesn’t beat himself up over this and that everything goes better tomorrow :(

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missa, sebas, and alex meeting up at a motel to film their sex tape 👅👅👅

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some pics from today’s stream <3

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threesome with alex in the middle and sebas and missa manhandling him 😋😋😋

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are yall into sus age gap x quackity or is it just me fam

alex with men old enough to be his father and calling them daddy 👅👅👅

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alex as your stay at home boyfriend while you’re away at college :3

He wakes you up each morning with soft, lingering kisses, murmuring a sleepy “buenos días, mi amor” against your skin before slipping out of bed to make you breakfast. By the time you’re ready, he’s already at the door with keys in hand, insisting on driving you to campus. His hand always finds its way to your thigh during the ride, his thumb tracing lazy patterns to calm the nerves he knows you won’t admit out loud. Right before you step out, he kisses you goodbye, tucks a stray strand of hair behind your ear, and whispers words of encouragement. “You’ve got this. I’ll be here when you’re done.”

When you text him out of boredom during class, he rolls his eyes. “Shouldn’t you be paying attention?” he types back, but you know he’s smiling as he sends it. No matter how much he protests, he always answers.

By the time he picks you up, there’s food waiting in the car, your favorite, still warm. He drives you home while asking you questions about your day. At night, he lets you explain your coursework to him, nodding along even when he has no idea what you’re talking about. “Keep going,” he’ll say, just to hear your voice, while sneaking off every now and then to bring you small snacks or to press a gentle kiss to your forehead as you hunch over homework.

He memorizes your schedule without you asking, giving you gentle reminders and nudges so you don’t fall behind. But when he sees you start to burn out, he doesn’t push. Instead, he’s patient. He gives you what you need, sometimes nothing more than silence and closeness. You’ll find yourself crossing the room to him without a word, laying your head on his chest, and he’ll understand instantly. His arms come around you, strong but soft, holding you close while he presses a kiss to your temple. He’ll rub slow circles on your back, run his fingers through your hair, and let you melt into him until sleep finally pulls you away.

And when the stress finds its way into your body, he takes care of you in other ways, warm baths prepared just for you, slow massages that ease every tight muscle, quiet dinners he cooks (or tries to) so you don’t have to think. He makes it his mission to keep you grounded, cared for and loved. Because to Alex, taking care of you isn’t a burden. It’s the way he helps you grow, the way he makes sure you never forget you’re not alone.

<3

i feel like a husband going off to war, my beautiful malewife is the only thing keeping me going 😓

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What do you think about like some kind of loser nerd Quackity 😋? yum. Is all I have to say about that, like, I jus loovvee glasses on guys.

alex is already a loser to me without the glasses <3

Alex always tries to play it off, pretending he forgot his glasses again, coming up with half hearted excuses as if you don’t see right through him. You know it isn’t forgetfulness, it’s insecurity. So you step in, gently picking up his glasses and sliding them onto his face. Your fingers linger just a second longer than necessary, brushing his temple as you lean in and press the softest kiss to his cheek.

“There,” you murmur, lips ghosting against his skin, “my pretty boy.”

Alex laughs, but it’s that awkward little laugh, the one that’s more of a defense mechanism than anything else. He ducks his head like he can hide, but you tilt his chin back up with a smile.

“I mean it,” you whisper, punctuating it with another kiss, this time at the corner of his mouth. “You’re so pretty.”

He doesn’t know how to take it, but you make sure he does.

It’s the same when he talks about the things he loves. His hyperfixations, his favorite show (Breaking Bad), the way he rants about games he’s played a hundred times, he always starts with hesitation.

“You probably don’t want to hear all this,” he mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll just end up boring you.”

But you don’t let him brush it off. Instead, you settle right onto his lap, arms looping lazily around his shoulders. He freezes, already flustered, as you press a trail of kisses along his neck, soft and deliberate.

“Keep talking,” you breathe against his skin.

His voice falters, words stuttering as he tries to gather his thoughts.

You cut him off gently, lips still against his throat. “I want to know what makes you happy.”

And so he does. He rambles, slowly at first, then picking up momentum as the comfort of your presence pulls it out of him. He thinks you’re not really listening, that maybe your little hums and mumbled “mhm”s are just filler, but he’s wrong.

Because when he pauses, you surprise him with a follow up question, specific, proof that you’ve been paying attention the whole time. He blinks, caught off guard, then laughs nervously as he answers.

But he can’t hide the way his eyes soften when he looks at you. The way his cheeks flush when he realizes you’re watching him like he’s the most fascinating thing in the world.

That look, the mix of disbelief and quiet happiness, tells you everything. He tries to hide how much it means, tries to bury it under another awkward laugh, but you can see it.

And you make sure he knows you love everything about him.

<3

look at my dumb boyfriend with his dumb glasses, he’s so stupid i love him <3

i love when he yaps about his hyperfixations on his priv, he’s so cute :(((

he needs to bring back my sexy secretary ‼️‼️

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hellooooooooo, i just wanted to apologize for abandoning this place, i feel bad 😭 i did deactivate my twitter for a couple of days, but im back now and im okay :3 thank you to all the anons that were checking in <3

i still have like 40 requests in my inbox and if im being honest i don’t think im ever gonna get through all of them 😭 so im sorry if you’ve been waiting for anything :(

im not gonna stop posting, but i definitely won’t be as active as before bc they’re locking me up soon (school) 💔💔💔 I’ll also probably stick to just answering questions and short drabbles, i don’t think I’ll be doing very long fics as much anymore, sorry :(

i also have zaqa if anyone has any smaller questions or if you just wanna yap :P i answer quicker over there but with shorter answers and i usually post them to my twitter :3

https://zaqa.net/L0QU1T44