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flights [quackity]

pairing: quackity x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: surprising your boyfriend ft sneaky karl

wc: 1.2k

a/n: inspired by quackity's stream & the wattpad writers who are putting all of us tumblr writers out of business.

tw: mentions of flying idk? a few swears as usual

you glanced nervously at the estimated arrival screen in front of you for the hundredth time, hoping endlessly that it would miraculously fast forward to you being in the arms of the love of your life. you just couldn’t wait.

when karl first mentioned he was flying quackity out to north carolina to film content again, you made a joke about crashing their reunion and surprising your boyfriend. it was a thoughtless idea, one that was meant to pass with the moment. karl, being the most spontaneous man you’d ever met, loved the idea. rather than letting it go, he booked you a flight himself right then and there. and so, here you were.

perhaps he was so willing because he was the one to unofficially set up you and quackity that he was so adamant on being there for your first time meeting. from the day you two had told him you were officially dating, he’d been trying to get you to meet. you should’ve known it would’ve gone like this, if you were being honest to yourself.

there was only one problem. you and karl were alex’s best friends, and go-to for daily calls. it was unbelievably hard to make plans behind his back. one wrong word, and he’d be onto you and all up in your business. as much as he’d deny it, your boyfriend was extremely curious, and that usually led to him being quite nosy.

finally though, the time had come, and you could stop being so tentative around him. instead, you would actually be able to see him, kiss him, to be in his arms. it was a real life fantasy.

you glanced out the window, watching the night sky with a dreamy look in your eyes, dancing over the bright city lights that illuminated the ground. there was something calming about the notion, and you sighed, leaning back in your seat.

you closed your eyes, putting on a soft playlist and losing yourself in your thoughts. you recounted some of your favourite memories with karl and quackity, whether it be the time they first brought you in for jackbox and you killed everyone in mad verse city, or the time the three of you stayed up on call by yourselves and had a competition to see who could stay awake the longest. (spoiler alert, it was karl)

you couldn’t help but smile fondly as countless other memories flooded your mind, and as you peeked an eye open and watched the plane slowly drift over the sheer clouds, you couldn’t help but remind yourself to make the most of this trip, and to make note of all your favourite moments. you imagined there would be plenty, but you would do your best to remember them all.

at some point during your peaceful state, you managed to drift off into a light slumber. suddenly the dreaded flight wasn’t so long, and before you knew it, you were awoken by a voice announcing to passengers it was time to return to seats and prepare for descent. you beamed, the remaining exhaustion from your sleep quickly disappearing and you were sure you could’ve exploded of happiness at any given moment.

you shot karl a quick text as you made your way to baggage claim, and he responded with a quick okay, letting you know he and quackity were on their way. you bounced on the balls of your feet, craning your neck to attempt to see over the massive crowds.

your phone buzzed again, a text from karl illuminating your screen. ‘here’. it was a simple, one word message but it sent your heart racing a mile a minute. you looked around once more, faintly spotted a mess of curls peeking out from the crowd. you weaved through the dozens of passersby, trying to get a better look if it was karl.

you brighten immediately upon realizing it was in fact your dear friend, shooting him a quick “i see you, don’t move.” you maneuvered out of the crowd so you were directly in their line of view, karl smirking once he saw you. quackity had yet to notice, too busy complaining by the looks of it.

you quickly typed out another text, this time to your boyfriend.

‘hey, u look so cute right now’.

‘what the hell, i always look cute. what makes you say that, though?’

‘i don’t know, i just think it’s cute your beanie matches your hoodie!’

‘how did you know they matched? creep.’

‘look up from your phone for once in your life and maybe you’ll find out?’

he frowned, looking at karl before turning his head and gazing around, until his eyes ran over you and continued on. you watched as he froze, doing a double take. you smiled brightly, running the short distance between you and throwing your arms around him tightly. he tensed, but in a split second he softened completely and reciprocated the hug, his hold on you twice as tight as your own.

“surprise.” you whispered, gently rocking the two of you back and forth as quackity let the realization sink in.

“wait, what the fuck are you doing here?” he asked, and you feigned sad, deciding to toy with him.

“aren’t you happy to see me?” you frowned, and he instantly panicked and began stuttering apologies. you and karl both burst into a fit of giggles, you finally wiggling out of your boyfriend’s grasp and moving to hug your best friend. quackity pouted, huffing and crossing his arms, mumbling about his two favourite people being ‘traitors’.

the three of you collected your bags, casual conversation flowing between you. you thought it would be awkward at first, but you’ve known them for the longest time and they were the two people you felt most comfortable with, and you couldn’t believe you thought it would be any different than your late night calls.

arriving at karl’s place, it was far past midnight and the three of you decided to call it a night, opting to start off your adventures in the morning. you and alex made your way to the spare room, while karl waved you off and bid you goodnight.

“so, what are you doing here? really?” your boyfriend asked, softly. you laughed quietly, moving your suitcases to the side of the room.

“i came to see you, obviously.” you admitted, unable to fight the smile he elicited from you naturally. “and karl, of course.” you added, cringing as alex laughed and you knew karl would be hearing about this tomorrow. the two of you crawled into bed, the exhaustion from the flights hitting you both hard.

“i’m glad you came.” he whispered, slowly running the back of his hand down your cheek. “i love you.”

you leaned forward, kissing him gently before retracting, and muttering “i love you too” quiet enough that had he been any further, he wouldn’t have heard it. the hushed whispers you shared, however, somehow made the moment all that more intimate. you both relaxed, purely content.

silence followed as you laid your head against the pillow, gazing into his eyes. his position mirrored yours, the two of you simply taking in each other's presence. you felt more at peace here than you ever had. it was a comfort that not even the view from thousands of feet in the air could offer.

you knew then, that no matter the cost, you would fly to the ends of the earth to be with this boy. but really, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

stargazing [quackity]

pairing: quackity x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them (none mentioned)

synopsis: “do you believe in love at first sight?”

wc: 1.3k

a/n: here's my entry for @bozowrites' 2k special! congratulations again <3

tw: n/a, as far as i know. (let me know if you find anything though!)

have you ever found yourself in such an absurdly calm and beautiful environment that you swore you were either dreaming, or living out a scene from a movie?

as you sat on the hood of his busted old car, your hands rested behind you to hold yourself up and your head tilted back towards the sky, you couldn’t help but feel like a character on the silver screen.

your gaze was focused on the twinkling stars above you, not even flinching as he came around the side of the car, slipping onto the hood next to you. you subconsciously smiled as he scooted closer to you, never tearing your gaze from the scenery above.

you’d found this spot a few years back, and ever since you’d come here when the two of you needed to get away from everything for awhile. it was a small cliff-like area, not far outside the city, and the view from it’s ledge went completely unmatched. there were no harsh city lights to disrupt the view of the glimmering stars above, and you adored it.

a small chill ran through you, and you must’ve visibly shivered, because he brought an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. you sighed quietly at the sudden shared body head, leaning your head on his shoulder.

it was moments like these that you treasured the most. quackity was the best friend you could ask for; somehow he always knew exactly what you needed, always. you supposed after years and years of friendship, that’s what happens.

something about him was always different, though. his tender touches, his soft and caring persona, and his undying sense of humour. he was more than just your best friend, he was a part of your life you couldn’t picture yourself without.

maybe it was the cliché fear that he didn’t feel the same, or that once you made that leap from friends to something more, you’d never come back from it. maybe it was just that you were so content with your current situation, that you didn’t want the slightest thing to change in fear of losing it completely.

the two of you sat in a comfortable silence for a short while longer, before you opened your mouth and thoughtlessly spoke your mind. “do you believe in love at first sight?”

he paused, glancing down at your distant gaze before following its direction up to the night sky. you peeked up at him, watching as his brow furrowed just the slightest bit, indicating he was deep in thought. you relaxed against him once more as you patiently waited for a response.

instead of replying, however, he threw you off with a question of his own. “do you remember the day we met?” he whispered, refusing to meet your gaze. you pulled away slightly to look at him, watching his gaze flicker towards you, and you nodded softly, smiling at the fond memory.

a little boy in a beanie stumbled into the playground, hands gripping the straps of his backpack as though his life depended on it. the terrain was foreign to him, and a huge overwhelming fear of a new life was weighing him down with every step he was forced to take towards his new school.

at the age of elementary school, one doesn’t have the worries of popularity or judgement, simply fun and games and an excitement to learn. he didn’t think of it that way though, since he’d seen so many teen films where the new kid was beat up, tossed aside and looked at as a freak.

you were running around the playground, in the middle of an intense game of tag with your classmates when you noticed him for the first time. a strange boy you’d never seen before, standing by himself, looking around hopelessly lost. you stopped in your tracks, your current chaser tagging you with a small “you’re it, y/n!”, before they ran off.

you couldn’t help but eye the boy though. there was something about him you couldn’t explain, but you were drawn to him. you smiled brightly as an idea came to mind, running in the opposite direction from the group of kids you were with and towards the boy in the beanie.

you ran up behind him, tapping his shoulder gently before running a small distance away and turning back to face him. his eyes were wide, frozen as he stared at you, confused and slightly petrified. he was preparing himself for the teasing, when you surprised him completely.

“hey new kid, you’re it! c’mon! come get me!” you taunted, a mischievous sparkle in your eyes. the boy looked at you with a confused frown, before his gaze drifted behind you to where all the kids were gesturing him over.

he seemed to ponder this for a second, before he smirked and dropped his bag on the ground, running after you. you squealed, running away, laughing while he chased you back to the group, joining in on the fun.

“of course i remember.” you breathed, happily. you leaned up to his ear, beaming. “it’s the day i learned you can’t run for shit.” you whispered teasingly, and he scoffed, shoving you away from his face lightly.

“you’re the worst.” he chuckled, shaking his head. you giggled, and as your laughter died down, a wave of silence passed once more.

“you know, you didn’t answer my question.” you mumbled, turning to face him. he sighed, chewing on his lip nervously. you couldn’t possibly understand why.

“i kind of did, actually.” he whispered, and you tilted your head, edging him to continue. he took a deep breath, finally turning to face you. “you asked me if i believe in love at first sight.” he repeated, and you nodded, completely lost. he caught on, and ran a hair through his hair. “you’re so oblivious.” he muttered under his breath.

you frowned, reaching over and touching his arm gently. “you know you can tell me anything.” your words were so genuine, he swallowed and decided: it was now or never.

“why do you think i brought up the story of when we first met, after you asked me about love at first sight?” he whispered, and you pondered, your eyes widening slightly as you started to catch on. he smiled slightly at this, throwing his head back slightly and watching a plane soar overhead, lightly barely visible in the dead of night.

“are you saying..?” you breathed, and he smiled, much more forced this time.

“that was the first time i laid eyes on you, y/n.” he admitted, and you felt heat rise to your cheeks, and a bright smile tug at your lips.

you reached up, gently placing your hand on his chin as you tugged him gently to face yourself. your eyes flickered down towards his lips, you looked in his eyes, requesting permission. he took the hint, leaning forward and connecting your lips. you slid your hands around his shoulders, while his snaked behind your neck and tangled in your hair.

you pulled away for air, smiles littering both your faces. as your eyes met once more, alex watched as your eyes sparkled with emotion, with pure love just for him. he leaned his forehead against your own, simply soaking in each others’ presence.

“hey, q?” you whispered, eyes meeting his own. he hummed, and you smirked, your signature mischievous sparkle igniting in your eyes. “you know this makes you a simp, right?” you teased quietly, and he breathed out a laugh, shaking his head slightly.

“for you, i’ll gladly be the biggest simp in the world.” he replied, leaning in to connect your lips once more. as the two of you resettled, leaning flat down on the hood of his car, you could’ve sworn the stars shined brighter than ever before.

cutie core 🐺🐺🐺☹️🥰😜😜😜😜😍😍😍

i want to lay on his chest and hold him close omfg… AND KISS HIS BEAUTY MARKS ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!

i wish i saw this sooner *sob*