y/n has to choose between her roomate and his best friend. TW for smoking, drinking y/n written with she/her pronouns [DISCLAIMER: there might be some smut in this, because quackity and sapnap are okay w/ fics and don't really care, not sure if i will add any though bc im just not good at writing smut. if i did, it would be very vauge] also will be an angsty fic aswell #6 in dsmp as of 04/10 #9 in quackityhq as of 02/07

"okay but what's a crack-titty?" quackity x oc

t/w smoking, drinking, drugs disclaimer - there will be some smut but idk how detailed it'll be from what y/n thought was just a stream invite soon escalates into something else once they meet in person at a party. lower case intended y/n written with she/her pronouns

Two YouTubers, two secret admirers of each other. Soon enough, their simple crushes will hit a little close to home. ~ Dw no abuse, daddy issues, or car crashes involved lol ~ Beautiful cover art created by @whitegoggles <3 ~ #1 in quackity #1 in youtube #1 in commentary ~ 1.1.19 - 3.22.20

"i've never simped for anyone." "your tier 3 sub to me says otherwise." - twitch streamer au, karl's bff - set during the 2020 dsmp era - she/her reader [completed feb 2021]

dont read this im embarrassed idk waht i was doing 3 years ago WHY DID THIS GO VIRAL

This is a short fanfic that is completed! Most A/N chapters have been unpublished for the readers sake. (please forgive how quick i move the story, it's just how i used to write.) I started this book back in 2019(i think) and completed it in 2021. The friends in this story are friends who are not very known to newer Quackity fans, I'm sorry if some people in the story confuse you! - lily <3

This will include: -Swearing ----------- Credit for the cover: favoredmay on instagram ----------- You and Quackity were best friends until you and him went to a party with the rest of the dream SMP members. ---------

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.