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

⚠️there will be swearing in this book⚠️ When small streamer y/n raids Quackity do they manage to stay in touch by some miracle?

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 Most A/N chapters have been unpublished for the readers sake.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

" 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨 " " 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 3 𝙨𝙩𝙙𝙨. " シ 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒, 𝑎 𝑡𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟, 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑏𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠. 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑘𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑘𝑦, 𝑤ℎ𝑜'𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛? [fem!reader x quackityhq] (crackfic) #69 in quackity, nice.

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

-"You're driving me crazy, I might just be falling for you." (Currently being re edited and fixed as of August 2024) [finished] 1/?/20 12/?/21

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.

(high school! au) your life feels like it's falling apart until one day, when you're crying at lunch, someone comes to help you out...