Quackity x Reader Oneshots [Requests Open]

Fan Art & Fan Fiction

Keys: Y/N - Your Name

N/N - Nickname

Word Count: 539 Words

//; Since Quackity's going to read fan fiction, I hope he sees this chapter and realizes that he still needs to do his hair reveal-

Alex's P.O.V.

Sighing, I remembered that I still hadn't done my hair reveal, and knew that my fans were still begging for it on Twitter. I didn't know how to do show my male patterned baldness, especially since I didn't know what to stream about either. I just decided to stream with Y/N showing my hair, and braiding it. As night neared, I annoyed Y/N to stream with me. "N/N. N/N. N/N. N/N. N/N-" "What?" "Come stream with me. I'll let you braid my hair." She merely huffed. "No. Last time I said I'd only stream with you if you let me dye your hair, and that was four months ago," she crossed her arms as she finished washing the dishes. "Oh, come on. Please? I really wanna stream with you..." Y/N just huffed again, and started praying under her breath. "Fine. But let's not do Mario Kart again. Hoover's an asshole when it comes to red shells."

I started setting my stream up, and once it began, I played Hey There Delilah, which I had tweeted out earlier today. I, of course, did a horrible cover, with Y/N coming in as what was supposed to backup vocals. However, she kept laughing and snorting. It sounded cute to me, but we started the stream normally, and noticed everyone using the bald emote already. I'd forgotten that Y/N had coined the emote when I first showed her in a stream. Anyway, we were reading through comments, most of which were talking about how pretty Y/N was. Y/N reminded me of the hair reveal, and I sighed. The chat noticed that I seemed nervous, before Y/N explained. "He's doing his hair reveal, finally. So, he doesn't want to show you all his male patterned baldness, because he's afraid to be bald like Aksel-" "No I'm not!" I frowned.

I didn't notice, but Y/N was looking at me evilly, and immediately snatched my beanie off. "What the fuck-?!" I tried to grab it, but she threw it to the other side of the room. Someone made a donation about making fan art for this 'special moment', and I grew curious. "Fan art? Hey, N/N, let's react to fan fiction!" She frowned. "But... most of them are crackhead fan fics.." "Wait, how the fuck did you know?" She merely shrugged. "Wattpad's getting boring, and I want to read something new." 

After we started reading, we had to switch to different voices, to be able to voice other people mentioned in these books. Unluckily, I think there are a few people who actually make terrible fanfics and believe that they're great, I've noticed. I warned my chat to not harass these authors, because I do see potential in these people. I decided to end the stream, because most of the books were crackhead-like, and I only found about five serious ones. Besides, it seemed boring. I wasn't in the mood for reading silly books. I smiled, as I noticed Y/N falling asleep beside me. She's too precious.