#quackity fic

[httpseungmxn]

Big Boy

Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader

🍡 - flirty/extra flirty

Authors Note: Hello hello my Angels, I know I promised the Jin fic soon buuuuuut Q posted this photo and everyone, including myself, went wild over it! So I just had to make a fic about it! I have decided to make a new fic category just for this one, flirty/extra flirty! This fic will also play off of the other fics I made about him! I hope you guys can enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!<3

Warnings: Lanai attempts to get reader canceled:( , Reader is called “hermosa” and “amor”, wee bit of cussing fr this time

Triggers: None as far as I am aware!

You had really come to know Alex over the past few months. Him becoming one of your best friends, especially after it came out that your best friend Lenai had been spreading lies about you. She had gone to Alex first, expecting him to believe her, but that was a big mistake. As soon as he noticed the negative way she was speaking, he hopped on call with you while also helping notify your fans of the girl's lies.

Nightly calls were almost a daily thing between you two, as well as constant facetimes during yours and his visits to the gym. His hat was always left on, despite feeling just a little extra hot, he wasn’t quite ready to show you yet. You fully understood considering you used to hide your face from everyone. 

The closer you got, the more you wanted to visit him. You were bringing much more in than you expected from streaming, so a plane ticket wouldn’t be a problem. You wanted it to be a surprise to Alex though, knowing that would make it more fun. Alex had often talked about you guys meeting in real life, and how exciting it would be. It was decided, you would be booking a flight to see him. You already knew where he lived, having reached out to karl to help you with the surprise. Making him swear he wouldn’t tell alex you were going to see him. The plane ticket was much easier to get than you expected, and packing was done in a matter of hours.

The nerves set in that night after you had finished packing. It was clear to you and the fans that you had a bit of a thing for Alex, and getting to meet him was making you nervous. You always wondered if you should tell him how you felt but was always too scared to let it slip out to him. You had come so close to saying it a few days ago but it just got stuck in your throat.

You hardly slept the night, and as much as you hoped you would sleep on the plane, you didn’t. You were too nervous and excited at the same time. Feeling bad when you had to decline a facetime from alex while you were on the plane, not wanting to spoil the surprise. Though you answered him as soon as you were off the plane and in a taxi. “ hermosa, why didn’t you answer any of my calls before? I thought you were mad at me! “, “ im sorrrryyyy, I was taking a long nap, I’m in a taxi now though “,  “ a taxi? Where are you going, hermosa? “,  smiling to yourself, knowing in just a short while he will know where you are.

That came sooner than you expected though. Getting out of the taxi and making sure the camera is angled directly at your face so he can’t see where you are. “ im just visiting a friend nearby. Hold on just one sec, alex. “. knocking very gently on his door and looking to the camera, nerves setting back in when you see him leave his room. “ someones here, but I didn’t order any pizza. if I die, it was the hut, hermosa. “, unable to hold back a giggle. Looking to the door when it opens and smiling brightly at the boy in front of you. “ guess now you know which friend I’m visiting, huh? “. He didn’t respond at first, probably still trying to process it. Just as you didn’t process what he was doing until you were lifted up into a tight hug.

Smiling brightly as you hugged back. Not even letting go when you were set down. His arms were wrapped to tight around your waist, if you were a balloon you probably would’ve popped by now. You didn’t mind it though, you felt safe in his arms. Your nerves being shooed away with one little hug. “ how the fuck did you manage to surprise me so well, hermosa “ ,  “ you know I like to keep you on your toes, ‘lex “. Smiling again when he lets out a light laugh at your response. 

“ come in, come in, sorry it might be kind of a mess “, Alex spoke as he gathered your bags and carried them inside for you. Only then did you realize just how big he had gotten in the muscle category. Eyes staring at his muscles as they flexed with each movement. “ alex, when the hell did you manage to grow those? “, unable to hold your filter. 

Listening to him laugh again before he flexed his arms to show off for you. “ are you checking me out, amor? “. That was new, he had never called you that before, and it was obvious to him you knew what it meant considering the blush coming to your cheeks. “ now don’t get too ahead of yourself, cowboy, you were the one purposely checking me out on call just five minutes ago “.

“ Did you expect me not too? You look really beautiful in that dress “. That was also new. Alex was constantly teasing you, but the tone in his voice was different now. It sounded so serious and dripped with confidence in how he felt. You found it hard to hold eye contact wit him now. Not even five minutes into the meet up, and alex already had you red.

“ Lets be honest, Amor, surely you didn’t expect me to hold back just because you’d turn all red and yell at me. You being here just means I can let it all out, times ten. “. His smile had you wobbly in the legs, there was something so different about seeing it in person compared to facetime.

Only now did you realize this visit was going to be a lot more different than you expected. 

Alex was going to be the death of you.

Authors ending note; So who else got butterflies reading that? I got jittery and I’m the one writing it! I feel like I’m slowly beginning to get better at portraying him, and thats probably because I study the way a lot of people write him while also paying extra attention to how he is in streams/videos. Perhaps soon we will get a confession, and possibly a hair reveal? Who knowssss, guess you guys will have to just stick around for the next one! Also who else lost their mind over that photo he dropped last night? I’m in the whatsapp and as soon as he sent it, twitter was going absolutely chaotic[myself included]! If you guys wanna follow me on social media, my X is @/f_fuyuma! Until next time, My Angels 🫶

[kirarisoul]

my ‘boyfriend’

quackity x reader

summary: you think your father will disapprove of your boyfriend, alex. so, he comes up with a plan.

i was thinking of 2019/18 alex while writing this! enjoy 😙

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“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DOESN’T LIKE ME?!” is screamed through the phone by your boyfriend, making you pull it away from your ear, to prevent yourself from losing hearing.

“I don’t know.. he just.. isn’t.. fond of you?”

“but why? i’m so cute and handsome and sexy!”

“I think it’d be weirder if my dad thought you were sexy, babe.”

you hear him huff into the other side of the phone and know that’s your cue to comfort him.

“he’ll come around eventually, alex! he’s not gonna stop me from seeing you!”

“i know, i know, but.. how did he even form this horrible preconception of me?” he says, dramatically. you can practically see him with his hand over his heart in mock despair.

“well, i thought i’d ease him into it, and i put a stream of yours on the tv, it was that one, where you looked all cute with your little hat and thanos toy an-“

“yeah, yeah, i know what one you’re talking about.” you can hear the happy smile in his voice from your description of him.

“anyways, he didn’t have very good feelings towards you. he said you were loud and that streaming isn’t a proper job.. i didn’t even tell him i knew you yet.” you sigh into the phone.

“it is a job!? tell him i’m gonna go to law school as well!”

“i did tell him! he just.. couldn’t look past the streaming i guess. and he still doesn’t know we’re dating.”

“then tell him! you can’t hide me forever, baby.” he says smugly.

“yeah i will but.. he wants you to come for dinner. tonight. and if he sees it’s you i dunno what he’ll do! he has a temper, y’know.”

“hm.. wait.. i have an idea..” he says.

“what?”

///

“so, you’re my daughters boyfriend?” your dad asks one of the two boys waiting outside the door of your house, looming over them.

“y-yes sir..” the boy next to alex says.

“and you are?” your dad turns to alex.

“his friend.” alex smiles.

“alright.. why are you here?”

“..moral support?” alex says, pulling on his sleeves nervously.

a pause.

“oh, come in, come in, boys!” your mom says from behind your father.

///

the silence at the dinner table is deafening. it’s your father at the head of the table, your mother on his left, and your ‘boyfriend’ on his right. next to your ‘boyfriend’ is alex, your boyfriend.

you lean in.

“this is your plan?” you whisper yell into alex’s ear.

“babe, trust me, it’ll work.”

“who the fuck is that?!”

“it’s my friend, lucas. he’s interning at a hospital, and he’s top of the class in every subject, your dad’ll love him.”

“okay, he’s not my boyfriend though! you are! he’s gonna find out soon enough.”

“just relax. i just wanna see how your dad really is before i show who i really am!”

“you’re gonna reveal yourself at this dinner? are you crazy? he’ll hate you even more!”

“it’s okay! it’ll go good, im charming, he’ll come around eventually.”

a kick from under the table shakes it, making the water in the jug ripple.

“ow!” alex whispers.

“you’re stupid. this is stupid.”

“hey i-!”

as everyone on the table watches silently at this whisper argument, your mom speaks up.

“let’s eat, shall we?” she says with a smile and your father uncrosses his arms and picks up his fork.

“so,” your father starts. “what’s your name?” he says to who he thinks is your boyfriend.

“lucas. sir. it’s lucas.”

“okay, lucas, do you have a job for the summer?”

“i-i have an internship. sir. in a hospital. the lab. in the hospital.” he says, in short sentences as if he’s trying to convince himself about the internship as well.

“okay.. and how are your grades?”

“good. sir.”

“alright. what are your future plans. how will you support my daughter? not that i expect this to last.”

“dad!” you slam your fork down.

“i-i wanna be a doctor. sir.” lucas says, his voice shaking.

“a doctor, that’s amazing!” your mom exclaims, sensing lucas’ nervousness.

lucas nods and smiles.

“you know, she was showing me this guy, around your age, that streams and makes videos online. i would never let my daughter date someone like that, with no future plans.” your dad laughs.

alex plays with his food.

you grip your fork.

///

dinner goes on in a tension so thick you could pick up your knife and cut a hole in it.

you speak up. “babe, can you pass me the salt?”

two hands reach for the salt shaker. lucas freezes and alex, oblivious, passes you the salt and goes back to eating. you father puts his glass down.

“what was that.” your father waves his hand around to gesture to the scene that just unfolded in front of him.

“dad i-“

alex looks up slowly as he realises his mistake.

“alex is my boyfriend!” you blurt out. “not lucas. the guy i showed you online is alex. he makes videos and streams but he’s really smart! and h-“

your dad laughs, “who-whose idea was that?!” he says in between breaths.

“why are you laughing dad?! this is serious!!” you yell.

then lucas laughs, then your mom laughs, and finally, alex starts laughing.

“why are you guys laughing? stop laughing!” you stand up and your chair screeches.

alex grabs your hand. “babe- babe! sit down!” he takes a breathe in between laughs. “it’s fine!”

you cross your arms as everyone laughs die down.

“honey, it’s okay. if you love him, i think that’s all that matters.” your mom says.

you look at your mom and nod, “dad?”

“if you love him and he loves you. i don’t see a problem.” you dad says, smiling at you and then looking at alex.

“so you’re the boyfriend?” your dad says to alex, and leans forward, ready to do his interrogations all over again.

///

[imagineteller1]

Texting with Quackity.

Summary: saw this ss and it’s what I imagine texting with/being friends with Quackity would be like.

Translation

Quacks :)

-photo attached

bought you this one

i don’t give a dick if you wanted chicken

pepsi?

| pepsi? |

Yes

i don’t care

you’re getting fanta

Then why did you ask me, idiot

[edgarallanpoestan]

hi i miss tilin so i wrote a domestic tntduo + tilín fic :>

i didnt edit it but uhhhhhh i think theyre cute as fuck (in my mind, not in canon. i dont know what happening in canon anymore) and so had to write them. its a follow up to another fic where wilbur learns abt tilín when he comes home from tour. if you even care.

[aikoionic]

Dreamy girl chapter one out soon maybe 👀 it’s been a year I’m so sorry 😭

[slime-sandwhich-nom]

I gotta kill them bro

[bloodyteeth-png]

[annimator]

So if y’all are curious…

Here are the Top QSMP Pairings on AO3 as of New Year’s!

Top 4 Platonic Pairings (when I went through the relationship filter it only showed 4 lol)

1) Wilbur & Tallulah with 593 works

2) Quackity & Wilbur with 250 works

3) Jaiden & Roier with 250 works

4) Chayanne and Philza with 248 works

Top Romantic Pairings

1) Spiderbit (Cellbit/Roier with 1123 works)

2) Fooligetta (Foolish/Vegetta with 536 works)

3) Slimeriana (Slimecicle/Mariana with 514 works)

4) Tntduo (Quackity/Wilbur with 510 works)

5) Fitpac (FitMC/PacTW with 313 works)

6) Pissa (Philza/MissaSinfonia with 259 works)

Overall

1) Spiderbit

2) Wilbur & Tallulah

3) Fooligetta

4) Slimeriana

5) Tntduo

6) Fitpac

7) Pissa

8) Quackity & Wilbur

9) Jaiden & Roier

10) Chayanne & Philza

[saint-hymn]

WIP - THEY BOTH- THEY BOTH- THEY BOTH- THEY BOTH REACHED FOR THE GUN!

very loosely based (and an incredibly bad faith!) Chicago musical-based take on a bit of voir dire by bonesandthebees, because the image of defense attorney q just struck my brain like a train

[quacktities]

I don't care how wishfulfilment-y and ooc it is but I like to think that after C! Wilbur moved to Utah, he kind of healed a bit and reflected on a lot of his actions and he's in some community service job because he feels like he's making amends for what he's done by doing it (and also he likes feeling important and like he's helping people). And maybe he's taken up a writing hobby, and he has a book in the works and he keeps rewriting his drafts but he is genuinely having fun for what feels like the first time in a long time. He still occasionally goes back to his old bad habits but he's in a better place now and he's made some new friends and connections. He still tries to keep contact with some of the people he knew though.

He's trying to give Tommy some space but also trying to keep in touch and he's been semi successful with it. He's given Fundy complete space and tries to respect his decision that he doesn't want him in his life anymore but he does try to leave the door open for if Fundy ever changes his mind even if he doesn't count on it. He's sent Tubbo a letter but hasn't gotten a response and doesn't think he will. He's tried getting closer to Niki and it hasn't exactly worked out but they're still in contact and send eachother letters at least once every 5 months (the letters take a while though because they both live far away). He did see her when he visited Philza once though. And even if they're not as close as they used to be, he's glad they're able to keep in touch after everything.

Him and Quackity surprisingly exchange letters quite oftenly. It started out with Wilbur sending him one to properly apologise since he never got the chance to and it had been on his mind and to his surprise, Quackity actually replied (with a snarky response but a response nonetheless). And then it kind of became a pattern for them to send eachother letters quite regularly since Utah and Las Nevadas aren't that far apart so it travels faster. Their letters range from playful stupid banter to insights about eachothers weeks to snarky remarks laced with genuine advice to occasional glimpses of sincerity and care. Despite everything they're actually on pretty decent terms and Quackity's actually visiting him in a week. Wilbur's quite excited and giddy about it even if he won't admit it

Overall he's in a better place now even if there's a still lot of things to work on and even if what he's done still haunts him some days, he's coming to terms with it. He hasn't healed completely nor is he really truly happy but he's getting there and maybe it will be okay

[httpseungmxn]

Plushies

Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader

🍬 - fluffy

Authors Note: Hi there Angels, welcome back to another Quackity fic! I had some very sudden inspiration to write this fic and hardly any plans for it aside for that it continues off from the last one, so I’m just going for it! Hopefully it isn’t too bad and you guys can enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

Warnings: slight bit of cussing because its Q and he is brushing off onto reader:p, reader is called “hermosa” again!

Triggers: None as far as I am aware!

Since your birthday stream last month, your streams have been constant and exciting. You figured when the birthday stream ended, everyone would unfollow and disappear, but they didn’t. People actually enjoyed the content you did, and thought the streams were fun to watch. It was the same way with Alex. You assumed he would just unfriend and move on with his life, but instead he was constantly inviting you to calls to stream with him.

You two were now known as the chaotic duo on twitch. You both were constantly causing chaos everywhere. Streams, calls, games, etc. How were you causing chaos? In minecraft, tnt and mobs were constantly being dropped by the both of you. It was just little things that erupted into big messy things.

Speak of the devil. Interrupting yet another one of your streams was Q who had a very specific ringtone that the fans knew. Declining the call to focus on the timed obby your doing, just to get another call from the boy.  

“ Yes chat, that’s Q calling. This is like the fourth time since I started streaming. “

The chat was blowing up making comments about Alex being clingy and shipping the two of you together.

Finally deciding to answer the call when he called one las time.

“ Alex Quackity, if you cause me to lose this record, I will be coming for you next in the minecraft event. “

“ Its so rude to ignore me, ___, I’m your bestfriend! “

Letting out a snort at the slight whine in his words, knowing it was just a teasing thing. You focused back on your task while waiting for the man to speak up about what he called you for. He never did though. Instead he stayed eerily silent which was definitely not like him at all.

Letting out a yelp when he suddenly let out a scream.

“ alex, what the hell! “. Not getting a response but instead a notification that he had begun streaming as well to which you pulled it up on your phone. As soon as you caught sight of him, you busted out into laughter. 

There he sat in his chair with a box in his right hand, staring at the camera with a deadpan, covered in little stuffed cats and bunnies. The look on his face would surely be later turned into a meme by one of his fans.

“ ___, care to explain ? “ , waiting for your giggles to calm down. Looking down at the toys covering his lap, before looking back up to the camera.

“ happy birthday? “ ,was all you could muster before you were laughing again.

“ my birthday isn’t till December! What am I gonna do with all of these! “, regretting the question as soon as he said it, because of what chat began saying next.

“ no chat! I am not using it as a personal body pillow! Don’t bring ___ into this! Shes in big trouble, chat! “.

Your laughing suddenly came to a stop at his words. Glad the chat can’t see you because you know they’d all be freaking out over how red your cheeks were. Letting out a soft cough and focusing back on the obby until you made it to the end. “ we did it chat! “.

“ ___, chat is wondering when you’ll do a face reveal “,

“ I’ll do a face reveal when you do a hair reveal “,  “ so never? “. Letting out a soft laugh and shaking your head. 

“ No, I’ll do one. I want to, just hadn’t really put two thoughts in it to be honest. I have a facecam attached to my computer. “, the dramatic gasp Alex let out had you giggling again. 

“ you’ve been denying us from seeing your face, hermosa? Are you crazy? Let us see you! “, his nickname had you red all over again. 

“ you guys really want to see? “, you knew you really didn’t have to ask that question because you already knew the answer both from chat and Alex, you just wanted to see the reactions. Feeling satisfied when both chats blew up, and Alex began to frantically nod his head.

“ well, okay, here we go. “, feeling nervous as you turned on the Facecam and looked to it, waving shyly at it as a greeting to them. Rubbing your hands gently on your thighs as you looked to the chat to read over reactions. Smiling brightly at all the compliments you were getting. You looked to alex’s stream to see his reaction and held yourself back from blushing when you noticed him just staring at you.

“ Earth to Alex, are you there? “

“ ____, why did you deny all of us this sight? You are absolutely stunning, hermosa!  “, that brought out the blush. Thus forth causing chat to go wild over the interaction between you two. “ thank you, weirdo, now do you want to play a game with me? “.

“ yes! Lets play baddies “.

Somehow you knew that he was going to want to play that, but truthfully you didn’t mind. You would play anything right now if it turned the conversation to something else. You didn’t think you’d be able to live if Alex tried to have a whole conversation with chat over how pretty you were. 

The both of you streamed together for about another hour and played together on facetime for another four hours. More than half of the time spent with him making comments denying him the sight and the other percentage was spent kicking his ass in Baddies. He didn’t seem to mind much and took the time to admire your beauty while you beat his avatar to his demise.

When you both were tired of gaming it was late. You both were exhausted but wanted to talk a while more. You didn’t mind staying on facetime so late, Alex made you feel comfortable. Comfortable enough to listen to his voice talking to you about streaming as you fell asleep. The facetime staying on the whole night with both of you sleeping peacefully.

This was the day you learned your feelings for Alex.

Authors ending note; Soo how was that? This one was definitely more lengthy than the last one and I didn’t really know how to format the talking so I just kind of made it work! Hopefully you guys enjoyed this one because it was really fun to write! Also this gif is going to be at the end of every q fic because its like hes cheering at me for finishing! Please let me know if you want more Quackity fics and send me in some asks! Until next time, My Angels 🫶

[kirarisoul]

predictions — quackity

first fic kinda scared 🤪

cw: angst, family problems, sad 😔

not proofread

skater!quackity x fem!reader

summary: after moving cities, you meet a very awkward, closed off guy. you eventually break through his walls, however, it seems to be written in your fate that you two could never be.

Spades represent challenging tasks or events coming in the future.

Hearts represent feelings, family, home, love, and relationships.

august 17th

moving somewhere new is always scary. leaving all you friends and family and home behind for a new place, a decision you didn’t have any say in. your parents said it was best to move here, but there wasn’t even any reason to move. you were doing fine in school, had a few good, loyal friends, and you were happy. however, being a child means nobody listens to what you have to say and you must adapt very quickly. good thing you were 17 and could do what you wanted after your 18th birthday, move back home and go to college.

but, for now, you were here. in your dads car, finally getting closer to your new house after hours in the car. you wondered what your room would be like, what your new school would be like, if you would make any friends. you definitely don’t have the same confidence you did when you were six, talking to everyone in your class and making friends. i guess you somehow knew you would be making lifelong friends, ones that you would grow old with and live on the same street as forever. you started to sketch what you think the house looks like in your sketchbook, and what you hope your room would look like.

“look, [name]. we’re gonna get there soon. why don’t you take those headphones out and look around.” your dad looks through the rearview mirror to look at you.

you yank your headphones out. he knows your mad but just won’t leave you alone. you tune out your dad talking to your mom and look out the window for the first time in three hours, the last thing you saw was a bunch of cows out on a field.

…

this place is a fucking dump. it sucks. everything sucks. now you really want to go home. your parents just had to pick the worst place for you to move. your neighbours front lawns were full of junk, like they were hoarders or something.

the car stops and you feel your dad get out and open the trunk. you open your door to greet your new home. you can work with this. it’s not the ugliest thing in the world. you walk inside and hear something about the moving van coming in a few hours. your room was alright, very empty but the window has a nice view of the sunset.

“[name], after dinner i want you going straight to bed. you start at your new school tomorrow.” your mom sternly said.

“alright” you say. “don’t know why i’m starting school on a thursday, but ok” you mumbled.

///

the floor in this house is oddly comfy, you think to yourself. but you can’t sleep, your heart is racing thinking about starting at a new school tomorrow. you’ve seen new kids at your old school be all alone and never understand how they can handle it, and now you’re the new kid. you can only pray it goes well.

you turn over to look at your phone.

[00:36]

you should really get to sleep.

///

you jog down the stairs to see furniture that wasn’t there yesterday, guess your parents were busy making it look nice last night.

“hey, eat up and get going. don’t wanna be late on your first day!”

“‘kay.”

still mad.

///

you walk out and breathe in the air. it’s warm and humid. you pull out your phone so you can open your google maps to get you to school.

dead.

clearly you didn’t remember that the electricity on the second floor just didn’t work and your phone didn’t charge. great. how the hell were you going to get to school now.

you then had the great idea of looking for someone who looks like a student and asking them if they go to your school. maybe make a friend aswell.

you see a boy leave the house opposite yours and turn left down the street. he had a hat and a hoodie on, with the hood up. in this heat? what a weirdo. but it looks like your family is just surrounded by elderly people living out their retirement on this street, so you doubt you would be seeing another teenager apart from him. and you were getting late.

so you crossed the street to catch up with him.

“hey! excuse me!” you yelled after him.

the boy turned around with a confused look on his face and looked around as if there was anyone else you could be taking to.

“uhh… hi?” he said quietly, with the same look on his face.

“yeah, hi, uh, do you go to [school]?”

“uh, yeah, why?”

“me too! well it’s my first day, and my phone is dead so i don’t know how to get there and i was wondering if you cou-“

“you’re new?” he cut you off.

“…yeah. anyways, can i walk with you?”

“why are you starting school on a thursday?”

why does he care? can you walk with him or not??

“i dunno, but it’s getting late so can i walk with you or..?”

“i mean if you want.”

“ok, thank you.”

and so you started walking. the silence between the two of you was so awkward you wanted to die.

“so, uh, what’s your name?”

“alex.”

“nice..”

…

was he gonna ask your name? has he ever talked with another human before?

“my name is [name].”

“ok.”

ok? OK?

“is that the school there?” you point to a building that’s about 4 stories coming up ahead of you two.

“no, it’s just got a bunch of kids outside it for no reason.”

what the fuck is this guys problem. you’ve just met him and he’s acting like this. no wonder he’s walking all alone.

///

after getting your schedule from the front desk, you make your way to your first class. you sit down in a chair near the front and set down your bag. you really, really, hope that the teacher doesn’t make a whole speech about the new kid in class.

“so, as you guys might’ve noticed,” the teacher starts. “there’s a new face here!”

of course he did.

he comes over to your desk and gestures for you to stand up. “wanna introduce yourself, [name]?”

“uh, sure.” you stand.

“uhm, my name is [name] and i moved here yesterday from-“

“you’re starting school on a thursday?” some kid says from the corner of the class.

“….yes.”

///

finally, the first day was over. apart from the fact that you sat alone at lunch and had to make an introduction in every single class, it wasn’t horrible.

now to get home….

which way was it again?

have you seriously forgotten? it was only like 6 hours ago.

suddenly, you see a familiar hoodie in the distance, walking.

it’s alex. i’ll just go walk with him again.

you jog up beside him.

“hi, alex.”

he turns his head and looks at you while he keeps walking.

“hello?”

“uh, this is kinda embarrassing but i don’t know how to get home either, can i walk with you again?”

he sighs. “sure, i guess.”

“cool.”

you weren’t gonna talk this time, since clearly he doesn’t want to.

…

this is even more awkward than the walk to school.

“so,” you start. “how was your day?”

he turns again and looks at you weirdly. “uh, fine?”

“good…”

you won’t tell him about your day, he doesn’t seem to care very much anyways.

///

you figured out how to get to school in your own for friday, so you didn’t have to go through that whole thing with alex again. it’s the weekend now and while you scroll through your friends stories, seeing them all having fun hanging out, you’re alone in your room, lying on your bed, doing absolutely nothing. you know, cause you’ve got no friends.

you get up to go get another popsicle from downstairs, i think everyone eats a lot when they’re bored out of their mind. you pass by the window in your room and see alex outside of his home across the street. you stop and look, for some reason he’s just so intriguing to you. and kinda cute.

wait a minute.

am i really thinking this about that weirdo who doesn’t talk, wears hoodies in the summer, and walks all alone? i must be really bored.

he’s out there with a skateboard in his hand, and he looks like he’s waiting for someone. his hair isn’t hidden behind a beanie like usual, it’s under a baseball cap. he’s still wearing a hoodie, but with shorts instead of longer pants this time. wow, his legs are nice too. and his eyes. and face.

suddenly, he looks up at your window and locks eyes with you. you immediately drop down to the floor and crawl the rest of the way to the kitchen. could you have handled that any weirder?

///

monday came fast, and once again you were leaving the house for school. you didn’t see alex again during the weekend, and probably for a good reason, cause if he remembers that window situation, it’s over for you. God, why did you do that?

you hear a door shutting from across the street, and you can feel a pair of eyes on you. you turn slightly to see and there alex is, looking right at you, again. you whip your head back around and start walking faster.

///

you get home fast enough to avoid seeing alex again and reach for the door handle. it doesn’t work. you try it again. and again. and again. then you remember, your mom went back to work today, and didn’t leave the door unlocked like usual. you didn’t have a key either. now you’re stranded outside your house, for about another three hours until your mom gets home. you sit on your porch steps and start the waiting.

until, you see a shadow above you and you look up. it’s… alex? wow, the last person you wanted to see right now.

“hey.” he says.

“hi…”

he looks around then shoves his hands in his pockets and sighs.

“my mom said i should ask you if you wanna come in, so you’re not waiting out here.”

you look past him and see a woman in the doorway of his house, smiling at you and waving.

“uh, i’m alright.”

“just come, she’s not gonna give up, she’s been wanting to meet you guys since you moved in. also, you shouldn’t wait outside in the sun.”

“ok, i guess.”

you follow him to his house and walk in after greeting his mom. it’s a nice place, better looking on the inside than the outside. his lawn is probably the nicest on the street. after all, you see his mother outside gardening all the time.

“hi, honey, you’re [name] right?, i talked to your mom today, and she told me to make sure you’re not waiting outside until she comes home.”

“oh, thank you.”

“it’s no problem! you can sit in the living room while your waiting and i’ll get you something to eat oh- actually, alex, take her up to your room.

“mom i-“ he says frustrated and then stops himself. “fine. follow me”

you go up to his room and look around. it’s small, the same size as your room, but it’s nice. it’s very…. alex. the walls are blue, there are posters up on the wall of tyler, the creator and kanye west. there are a couple skateboards around, each with a different colour and size and shape.

“just sit wherever, im gonna play.” he points to his console and sits on the floor after turning it on. you sit next to him cause sitting on some strangers bed is weird. as he scrolls through the games, one catches your attention, mario kart.

“oh, you have mario kart?”

“yeah.” he scrolls right past it and clicks on something then gta’s loading screen pops up on the tv. you guess you were too subtle with telling him you like mario kart. you nod and turn away, pulling out your phone and mindlessly scrolling.

you hear him sigh and close down gta. “do you wanna play mario kart?” he asks.

“oh, uh, sure.”

he hands you a controller and you two pick out your characters, shy guy and princess peach.

“princess peach? really?” he questions you.

“she’s the best. i always win with her.”

“it’s very basic.”

“watch me win, then start talking.”

he laughs. “alright, but just so you know, i’ve never been beat in mario kart.”

“me neither.” you’re getting pretty competitive with him.

you both play for the three hours and get more and more comfortable with each other. you think you could even be friends with him. his mom opens the door and calls your name.

“your moms home, honey.”

“oh,” you start getting up and grabbing your school bag. “ thanks for having me, ma’am. and thanks, alex.”

“it’s no problem” he says, looking away.

///

walking home from school is probably the best part of your day. your headphones are in, your alone, looking at the scenery. it’s fun. you even close your eyes and take in the air as you walk. it’s so peaceful. until you feel someone walking next to you. you open your eyes and see alex, walking with you.

“hi.” he says, looking forward.

“hey.” you say, a little confused.

you two continue walking in silence, but it doesn’t feel as awkward anymore.

“hey, you have a few hours til your mom gets home, right?”

“yeah, why?”

“well, if you were just gonna come over again, i was gonna go to the skatepark today.”

“oh, it’s fine, i’ll just walk around the block or something.”

“no, like, i was wondering if you wanna go with me?”

was he asking you out?

“just, to kill time, y’know?”

“uh, sure, that’ll be fun i think.” you smile at him.

at the skatepark, you sit at the edge of the bowl, watching him skate.

“you’re really good!” you say.

“huh? nah, i’m not really.” he laughs.

“no, you are! well, to me atleast.”

he smiles and turns away to keep skating and doing tricks.

after about an hour of just watching him and talking, he asks you something.

“d’you wanna try?”

“what- skating?”

“yeah, i can teach you.”

“i dunno..”

“it’ll be fun! and safe, i promise.”

“fine, i guess.”

he holds out his hand to help you get into the bowl, and you grab it.

“so basically, what you do is you stand on it with two feet, then push off.”

“ok…” you try and you move, but don’t get far.

“that was great!” he says, encouraging you.

“it really wasn’t.”

“for a total beginner it’s great.”

he helped you learn how to turn and do some simple tricks.

“this one is kinda hard for a beginner, but i think you’ve got it.”

you watch him demonstrate it then you try. you push off with one foot and bend your knees, just like he did, to do the trick. he’s jogging along with you on the skateboard, making sure you don’t fall. you jump up slightly to do the trick but it doesn’t work, and you stumble when you land back on the skateboard. you feel yourself tripping, and prepare for the impact by closing your eyes, but it never comes.

instead you feel hands on your waist, pulling you up, helping you stand. you open your eyes and alex is looking at you, and asking “you okay?” with a worried expression. but all you can think about are his hands. their placement, how they felt on your body.

you snap back into reality. “i’m fine.”

“maybe we should stop now..”

“good idea.”

you two lay on the grass near the skatepark, talking.

“i’m just mad at my dad really,” you say. “he made us move here, and he’s always on me about my grades. it’s like he’s always mad. he’s always yelling and stuff. my mom says he’s just stressed about work but that’s not my fault.”

“i get it. my dad isn’t the best either. he’s not mean but he’s very strict. we’re not like father and son, he’s more like my boss. he’s always talking about how i’ll follow in his footsteps and own his business, but i don’t wanna.” alex says.

“what do you wanna do?”

“ok, promise you won’t laugh.”

“i won’t.”

“a streamer.”

“like a twitch streamer?”

“yeah, i already have a youtube channel that’s doing pretty well, and i want to do streaming too. i wanna make people happy with my content. i also wanna move to LA. that’s where all the streamers live.”

“woah. you really planned it all out. i wanna go to art school, i love drawing.”

“really? can i see some?

“yeah sure!” you pull out your sketchbook from your bag

///

december 28th

as your friendship developed, and you crush on alex developed, you became happier and more content with your move. you found other friends but you always walk home with alex. and you go to the skatepark all the time. you’re pretty good at skating now.

for his birthday, you decided to go to a carnival. you went on rides together and ate food, the night was coming to an end when you saw something near the back of the carnival.

“look, fortune telling! let’s go!”

“you know it’s all fake right, it’s a scam.”

“just come.” you drag him to the tent and walk in.

it’s just a spinning wheel with four symbols on it.

spade.

heart.

club.

diamond.

whatever, it’s only a dollar. you give the tired teenager working the tent two dollars for yourself and spin the wheel twice.

your first spin was the heart.

your second spin was the spade.

“huh, i wonder what they mean.”

“look it up online, it’s like 11, we should get home.” alex says, while urging you out the tent.

///

august 17th

it’s officially been a year since you moved here, and you are completely at peace with the situation now. you made new friends, and you always had alex there with you, especially during hard times with your family and home.

you’re sitting at the desk in your room, studying, when you suddenly get a notification on your phone. it’s alex.

alex

hey can u come outside for a sec

you

why lol

alex

just come pls

you grab your jacket and slip your shoes on. you walk outside and breathe in the cool, summer, night air. you see alex a little bit down the street from your house. you speed up to reach him faster.

“hey,” you smile at him, with rosy cheeks due to the nippy air. he doesn’t think you could ever look better. “what’s up?”

“i have to tell you something.”

your smile falters. “what is it, alex?”

“i’m leaving..” he paused.

“what, sorry, where? when? what are you talking about? why?” you bombard him with questions, he can’t just drop this bomb on you with no explanation.

“LA.”

“oh” you’ve known it was his dream for a while now. “that’s great, alex! i’m so happy for you! when are you going?”

“tomorrow.”

“oh.. so soon? why didn’t you tell me before?”

“it was last minute, one of my friends over there found an apartment for me, and i was gonna go to college soon anyways, so i applied for one in LA. sorry i didn’t tell you but it would’ve upset you and i-“

“alex, it’s fine. it’s what you’ve always wanted. i’m glad you’re getting to do this finally.” you smile at him reassuringly.

“thanks.” he smiles back. “i wanted to ask you though.”

“what?”

“come with me.”

“what?!”

“come to LA with me. i’ve been putting off telling you and i wasn’t going to but i can’t go without saying this. [name], i have liked you since that day you asked to walk to school with me. i’ve loved you since you let me teach you to skate. i can’t go without you.”

“alex..”

“we can get away from your dad and my dad and this whole city together. i have everything ready-“

“alex.”

“i’ve got an apartment, and there’s an art school nearby that you can go to. we can live together and you can go to school and i’ll stream an-“

“alex!” you say sternly this time. he looks at you for the first time since he started his ramble. you’re crying, why are you crying? he thinks.

“i-i can’t.”

“what..?”

“i can’t go with you alex.” you look at him with wide eyes like you’re also surprised at what you’re saying.

“what do you mean? we can get away from all of this! from our parents, from this town, from this street!”

“i can’t leave my family, alex.”

“[name], what? i thought you would’ve wanted thi-“

“why would i want this alex?! why are you doing this?! you cant make me choose between my life here and with you! it’s not fair!”

“i-i don’t-“

“just go alex.”

“what?”

“just go. i don’t think we can do this.”

“but-“

“go.” your voice breaks.

he whimpers and takes a few steps back.

“i’m sorry [name]…” his eyes are wide with shock. this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. you’re supposed to be going to LA with him. you two were supposed to be together.

“i love you, [name]” alex starts walking.

“i love you too.” you whisper, hoping he heard.

you turn on you heel and walk into the distance.

you make it to the skatepark where you have millions of memories with alex. you sit there a couple hours. just thinking.

when you get home your parents are there, waiting.

“[name], where were you? i told you to study, where did you go?”

you’re too exhausted to talk. you walk past them and go to your room. you couldn’t even cry anymore.

and so, the heart and the spade came at you together.

august 17th has been the worst day of your life two years in a row.

end.

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ommgggg how was it, i hope it wasn’t too long or boring. this is my first fic on this account hope you guys like it 😛 sorry if q was a little ooc

[bedrockkbros]

do you ever think how weird it is that all of cWilbur's "kids" (Tommy, Tubbo, Fundy) all ended up working with or for cquackity? Or in the case of Tommy, attempted to get him to work with/for cquackity? Like, it's weird how cQuackity picks up the pieces of what cwilbur left behind over and over again.

[edgarallanpoestan]

so. instead of studying for finals (which start tomorrow ahahahah) i wrote a 5k tntdads + tilín and tallulah fic. so. thats how im doing. please read it its past 12:30 im so fucking tired i had 2 exams tomorrow starting at 8 am. sobs.

[aikoionic]

PLEASE CONTINUE DREAMY GIRL PLEASE IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES RN

LMAOO I WILL 😭😭 SCHOOLS BEEN KICKING MY ASS also I didn’t think ppl cared abt it much 🫣🫣

[fernlessbastard]

A piece based on the FIRST CHAPTER OF MY NEW FIC - "IT'S US THAT MADE THIS MESS" - WHICH JUST CAME OUT LET'S GOOOOOO