#quackity soft

Sitting on cushions on the carpet in front of a television, covered with a warm blanket. You and Quackity were playing a horror video game on his console, taking turns controlling it since a few minutes ago, the second control was damaged when it flew to the nearest wall due to a jumpscare. French fries in one bowl, Cheetos in another, open half-eaten cupcakes and corners full of cheese.

It was your turn to play since Quackity had been hit by a deformed and ended up killing him. You concentrated on pressing the buttons indicated on the screen to hide in the ventilation and you took a break in each safe place to eat and prepare to run again. You had a love-hate relationship with Outlast, u both got so scared but when u stabilized yours hearts u wanted to keep trying

Quackity had picked you up at your house, u had decided to have a sleepover as a date since winter was approaching and it was too cold outside to go out, so you decided to buy some hamburgers and pizza, lots of snacks and by 8 at night you were both freshly bathed and wearing warm pants as pajamas and socks to stabilize your body temperature.

You had achieved a time record, you still hadn't died, so Quackity just stuffed Cheetos' mouth while he looked at the screen. Then he came closer to you to put his arm around your shoulders and lean you on his shoulder. Quackity always had a habit of kissing the side of your head and today he was no exception, he pulled you closer so he could hug you and kiss your head or cheek directly.

Today Quackity felt a little more affectionate than usual, he took advantage of the fact that you were focused so he could caress you and hug you as if he hadn't seen you in weeks. He ran your hair behind your ear, and he looked at you so intently as he smiled, his eyes shining at the sight of you.

He return to kiss your cheek repeatedly, until he take your chin to turn your face and plant a quick kiss on your lips.

You ended up distracted from your escape in the video game to approach Quackity and kiss him again.

"Princess!?" Quackity called you when you returned your attention to the screen.

"Hmm!?" You answered without looking at him.

"Let's get married"

•The invitation to be part of the QSMP would arrive in your business email

•You would be so busy streaming, editing some videos for YouTube that you hadn't even noticed that email

•Your manager would notify you of this

•You had heard about the server, even watched some clips on tiktok, but you didn't know what the main function was or what it was about, you only knew that Quackity was the owner

•You came to feel confused, you had never had contact with Quackity, you had never spoken, you had never met at any event, so why would he invite a stranger to his precious project?

•You had friends in common, but fate had never brought you together

•You thought about the invitation, since you had many things to do, including creating your plan for the entire week's content on stream and organizing your schedules to be able to edit

•So stay at the highest level where you have always been among the biggest creators in the world

•But you didn't have many ideas currently, so you considered the invitation

•Quackity himself would immediately contact you

•You would like to plan everything directly with the server members so that there are no misunderstandings

•Both would schedule a call on Discord, trying to coincide with your free time

•There was not much communication between you until the day you agreed

•Nothing out of the ordinary, he would explain to you about the project, the creators who are already on the server, he would talk a little about the lore that some members already have

•It sounded very interesting by the way.

•You both got along very well, you were able to communicate easily and there were no problems in your first time interacting

•Agreed on a date on which you will join the server

•The day you would be announced as a member of QSMP Quackity would do his routine stream in Spanish playing a little time with Roier, Ironmouse, Forever or someone

•Then he would raid his main channel and in it he would talk about how he was excited for this new member, since you are a global content creator, and that it meant a lot to have you on his server (being humble)

•Immediately you were announced as part of QSMP, Twitter exploded

•Your name and Quackity being a trend, and it was all because no one expected this good news

•The next day you entered the server for the first time and started with the basics by playing Minecraft, wood, sticks, pickaxe, killing cows

•You immediately made a good relationship with the other members, it was such a relaxed atmosphere

•You have never laughed so much in your life

•Even outside the server that friendship continued

•But you were closer with Quackity

•You two had a humor that complemented each other

•There was no fear of saying something wrong, you could be yourself

•You might not think anything strange, for you it would just be a good friendship like with any other member

•But actually for Quackity it was a little different

•At first Quackity was a little excited that you would agree to be on his server

•First of all cause you are a big cc

•Quackity saw your content a few times, and knew that your personality would fit perfectly into QSMP

•From the beginning he liked the way you stayed active in your streams, never stopping talking, interacting with your chat even though your community was so big

•He even wanted to learn a little about you, because he knew that everything you were and had you got fairly

•You deserved everything you had and he even admired you too much

•He was so nervous about talking to you, doing something wrong or that something in the project wouldn't interest you, since he hadn't even hoped that you would accept the invitation

•Now that you were closer, Quackity started to feel different around you.

•He started to like you, but he still doesn't accept it

•At first he would think that he just likes you too much.

•But the day his sister asked him "Do you like y/n?"

•He'd notice and he'd be like "No, why do you ask that? He/she's my friend."

•Most likely, his sister had to hear about what happened inside QSMP, but you being the one he always mentions, that's why she would come to such a conclusion.

•Besides, Quackity would act very excited when it comes to you.

•"Your eyes shine when you talk about y/n" and his cheeks would be red.

•And Quackity would feel so comfortable with you

•He would really like your personality and that would be what made him fall in love.

•Also the way you bring out his true personality without fear

•Once he realized that if he actually liked you he would start to feel nervous around you.

•He would also go watch your streams while he is busy

•Over time he would also like you physically and too much

•Inside him maybe he would have this obsessive crush on you, but he doesn't want to show it.

•He would worry that you had a partner or that he wasn't your type

•More people around him would realize that he is in love and would convince him to tell you what he feels.

•He would refuse for a long time with the excuse that he is married to his job

•His friends would do him the favor (without Quackity asking) of asking you personal things

•Like if you have a partner, what kind of people do you like for a relationship, being very obvious (maybe Roier who doesn't care about anything or Baghera but she would be more subtle with the questions)

•Quackity would travel to meet you irl

•Once you were together he would try to show interest with subtle compliments

•Like saying you're smart

•Or talk about your hair color and mention that he like people with that color

•You would definitely understand and ask him if he is flirting with you

•He would get very nervous but he knows you got him

•"It's very obvious?"

You were at Quackity's house, you were together early but apparently his editor called and it was urgent that Quackity get to work right now

"Just let me fix this problem and I'll get back to you"

He had said that it was a small problem, but you saw him opening a thousand editing programs, opening his discord and even sending messages from his mobile, and you knew that this would take longer than you thought.

You were in your ovulation days, and at some point in the day you started to need any physical contact. From his island in the kitchen, you only heard the 'click' of his mouse, when you looked in his direction you could only notice the shape of his back, how his black hair fell from that hat.

Tired of waiting, you approached him, leaning on the back of his chair, "interested" to see what he was working on.

Quackity always smelled good, apart from the expensive perfumes on him, you could tell the natural scent of him. He had a smell impossible to describe but very addictive.

You put your arms on his shoulders from behind him, when he notice your presence he take your hand and kiss it to continue with his work. You ended up pulling up a chair next to him, sitting to his right with your head resting on his shoulder and watching him work. His shirt smelled of detergent, his forearm gave off his natural scent, you wrapped your hand around his bicep, it wasn't muscular but it did contain meat to squeeze. His touch was so addictive that you started playing with his knee, caressing his hair.

Quackity realized how much you needed his contact, and that made him a little nervous because you were being so demanding, wanting to put his hands on him.

»Español;

•Tiene su grado de caballerosidad siempre independientemente de quién sea la otra mujer, amigas, hermana, mamá, alguna familiar tuya

•Mientras te pretende, él siempre va a ser caballeroso

•Siendo novios esa caballerosidad es exclusiva, este trato no lo va a tener nadie más que tu

•Comenzando por lo básico, él siempre abrirá la puerta para ti, restaurante, casa o cualquier lugar. Quackity siempre abrirá la puerta para que tú puedas pasar primero sin tener que hacer el esfuerzo de empujar la puerta por tu propia cuenta

•Quackity también abre la puerta de su carro para ti, pero en este caso, una vez abierta la puerta él extiende su mano para que puedas tomarla y apoyarte en él para salir del asiento del copiloto

•Él nunca, nunca, va a llamarte con un insulto, ni por más pequeño que sea el insulto como "tonta" o cualquier otro

•Nunca va a faltarte el respeto haciendo comentarios sugerentes en momentos no indicados

•E incluso en momentos indicados, él siempre va hablarte o dirigirse hacia ti sin obsenidades

•Carga en su carro algunas sandalias o crocs cómodos por si en alguna cita tus zapatos empiezan a lastimar tus pies

•Quackity es un hombre proveedor

•Tus comidas siempre las paga él sin ninguna condición o esperar algo a cambio

•Siempre hay un pequeño detalle en tu cuerpo, como alguna cadena, pulcera o anillo que lo representen a él como tú novio

•Sin la necesidad de marcarte posesivamente

•"Está joya es un regalo de mi novio" y con eso él está presente en tu vida

»English;

•He always has his degree of chivalry regardless of who the other woman is, friends, sister, mother, any relative of yours.

•While you are dating, he's always going to be chivalrous.

•Being a couple that chivalry is exclusive, this deal will not have anyone else but you

•Starting with the basics, he will always open the door for you, restaurant, home or anywhere. Quackity will always open the door so you can go through first without having to push the door yourself.

•Quackity also opens his car door for you, but in this case, once the door is open he extends his hand so you can take it and lean on him to get out of the passenger seat

•He will never, never, call you an insult, no matter how small the insult is like "stupid" or any other

•He will never disrespect you by making suggestive comments at inappropriate times.

•And even at the right times, he will always talk to you or address you without obscenity

•Carry some comfortable sandals or crocs in his car in case your shoes start to hurt your feet on a date

•Quackity is a provider man

•Your meals are always paid for by him without any conditions or expecting something in return

•There is always a small detail on your body, like a chain, bracelet or ring that represents him as your boyfriend.

•Without the need to mark you possessively

•He has already commented on his desire to visit Asia

•Which is why he's going to be so interested in hearing from you.

•As if you were talking about what life is like there and he leans towards you and puts his hand on his chin, paying all the attention in the world.

•He has Asian friends, so being a little ignorant he will ask them for help to impress you with your customs

•Forgive him, he is afraid of doing something wrong

•He would definitely like to do things well and be formal in front of your parents

•He would say yes to a trip with you

•He would be willing to pay and that you only take him to see good places

•Most likely he has only eaten sushi when it comes to Asian food, so he doesn't know anything about food but it is the main thing

•Dinners trying everything is what you expect to be with him

•Even if you don't believe it, he's going to do some research on your birthplace to impress you that he knows something.

•He is very detail oriented, so he will look for where he can place orders for you when he is traveling and you are in your city

•So maybe you'll get flowers or a package of desserts while he's in Brazil on the other side of the world.

•If you spend a lot of time together, he will begin to integrate some words from your language into his speech, such as casual expressions

•He is very intelligent so he will learn to communicate with you in your language to make you feel comfortable

•If he invites you to dinner at his house, he asks your mother or someone in your family for recipes so you can eat what you like.

•Definitely what he likes most about you are your features

The VIP ticket had arrived at Quackity's email, his cell phone vibrated showing the email notification and he immediately opened it, it had taken a while to arrive by the way.

A few weeks ago you had released dates for a tour of the country through Twitter, being part of a small band but with loyal fans, the tickets were sold out.

"The tickets sold out very quickly, I did not get a ticket for your presentation in Los Angeles"

"I'll send you a ticket, leave it to me, I got you"

Quackity and you had been friends for a short time, almost less than two years maybe, you were introduced by Glaive, he being a mutual friend.

The concert in Los Angeles was the last of the tour, appearing in a small auditorium. The team arrived early to prepare the stage, connect cables here and there, countless sound checks and check that everything was in order. Your phone vibrated with a message, it was Quackity

"I will arrive a little bit late"

"A guard will be waiting for you outside'"

The show hadn't started yet and this guy was running late, typical of him, and it wasn't a bother, you knew he was a busy man and you were so grateful that he canceled some plans to come see you sing.

At 8 pm, the auditorium opened its doors giving way to the fans, half an hour later, the concert began. Playing some recent songs and some old ones, interacting with the public.

You felt nervous, but not exactly because of the show, the audience or the fact of making a mistake when singing and playing the guitar at the same time, you had already gone through all this in several cities, it was something normal for you. What made you uncomfortable was that the person who made your stomach tickle was not yet in the VIP area.

As your songs were being played, the nerves to see him again and the fear that he had something else to do combined, you didn't even know which of the two situations made you more nervous.

You had exchanged messages with Quackity many times, he always sent the first message, complimenting your music every time you updated Spotify with a new song, you even got to see him talk about your songs on some of his streams, recommending you.

At no time did you realize that you were feeling those typical butterflies in your stomach every time you saw a message from him, not constant, but the blood rose to your head when you looked at his notifications.

You never really realized it, until one day you caught yourself thinking about Quackity while writing a new song.

You stopped the show to drink some water and clear your throat when the audience started to scream again, you could see the security guard coming down the hall and behind him, a head with a black hat. Your heart started pounding and your stomach warmed.

"Guys, Quackity is here"

You spoke into the microphone, trying to hide your nerves and let him know that you were happy to see him arrive, he reached his place in the VIP area and from there he greeted you with his big smile and a wave of his hand.

You felt your cheeks burn, and the immense need to smile without control, but you had to continue with the concert. A couple more songs, cheering the crowd up with a few jokes, nearing the end of the show, the last song that would be played was the song you caught yourself thinking about Quackity on. A cover more than anything, and that you decided to add only for the presentation of Los Angeles

"For this song I need the lights off"

"Once more to see you" by Mitski had crossed your mind so many times when you knew that Quackity would be present, you had a long time without seeing him face to face.

"But with everyone watching us, our every move

We do have reputations

We keep it secret

Won't let them have it"

Present in front of so many people, feeling like you were naked in front of everyone cause of what you were doing, singing to him like there was something between you.

Did you even know what his current sexuality was, did Quackity like men? Would you have a chance? Wasn't this very selfish of you? Thinking only of your feelings, not knowing what Quackity thinks of you. Would Quackity be able to tarnish his reputation?

"Then I wouldn't have to scream your name

Atop of every roof in the city of my heart

If I could see you

Once more to see you"

Looking in his direction, Quackity was just looking at you, not moving from his place, attentive to you, as if he could sense that this is directed at him.

Quackity was only thinking about how beautiful you sang, admiring the tone of your voice, paying attention to the lyrics of the song and deciphering the reason why you only presented this cover today.

You finished the show, the audience was starting to leave, and you walked up to Quackity to say hello, hugging each other for the long time they hadn't seen each other.

"The concert was very nice"

Over the next few days, fan-taken videos circulated all over Twitter, especially the one of your performance of "Once more to see you."

'he sang it for Quackity' 'he was looking at Quackity while he sang' 'y/n is in love with Quackity' 'Quackity didn't take his nap to go see y/n'

Thousands of similar comments circulated along with the videos, initially scaring you for being so obvious and making someone uncomfortable with your impulses, but then you just thought Quackity would take this as a fan joke. You didn't talk about it, you just left it as a joke and that was it.

At night you got a text, it was Quackity again;

I must say that polyamorous relationships are beautiful for me, to love two people so much, that these two people also love you and to see how the two people who u love the most also love each other.

• I see both guys doubtful if it would work

•Once they dare to tell you that they want to be together, they would be very nervous if you don't agree.

•In any case, they would do everything possible to make the relationship work.

•Both are always busy so they would agree to spend time with you

•They would not like at all to leave you alone or without attention

•They would take you on a trip with them

•Your relationship with them would be very trusting

•Zero jealousy between you

•Always planning dates to do together

•And if any of the three of you can't, there's no problem if the date is only for two people

•Always looking for time for you

•As if either of them is busy and just "Please find some free time, y/n and I miss you so much"

•Both are musicians so they would play for you

•Wilbur dedicating romantic songs to you, writing new songs thinking of you two

•Quackity parodying an existing song, changing the lyrics to suit you and Wilbur just to make you laugh

•"Let's go see Wilbur" and Quackity takes you on a tour of the UK

•Or "Let's go see Quackity" and Wilbur takes you to the United States

•Quackity would take u to see Mexico, especially the city where he was born and to see his family

•You dying of tenderness for the sweet way in which Quackity and Wilbur speak to each other, with that high-pitched voice

•Or Wilbur telling Quackity how pretty he is.

"I just want to know if everything that is circulating on the internet is true..."

Quackity left his cell phone next to his mouse, he had thought so much about sending you that message, he was afraid if this situation was just nothing more than a "ship" from the fans, that he was being ridiculous for thinking beyond a friendship with you . He send that message while work was trying to consume his mind, taking advantage of the opportunity to have a thousand things to do so as not to fall into the anxiety of your response.

He wasn't 100% sure what he was feeling, you had always been special to Quackity, someone he admired for his great talent, impressed how each of your songs matched his taste in music, feeling the need to show everyone how amazing you were .

And today, exactly two days after going to see you at your concert, among the thoughts of how to fix this problem on his YouTube channel, you came to his mind. Thinking about why he had felt so nervous about seeing you again.

That night of the concert Quackity drove to the auditorium, his sister accompanying him and talking some anecdote, but Quackity could only feel the pressure in his heart as he approached the auditorium, inadvertently ignoring his sister's words.

Both of his hands rested on the wheel of his truck, feeling his arms tingling, feeling his hands numb and heavy with nerves. He was able to relax a little by the time the night breeze hit his face as he got out into the auditorium parking lot. His extremities finally had the circulation they needed.

And today he was typing quickly on his keyboard, there was no one at home, you could only hear the click of each key on his keyboard, the place completely silent. But his mind was being noisy about why he felt that way that day. Clearly remembering the feeling of his made his body begin to feel the same way, as if he went back in the past right at that moment. His head envisioned the dark dashboard of his truck, the way he let go of the wheel to wiggle his fingers for better circulation, his stomach rumbling and heating up in sharp pain. Unconsciously the problem he was working on was being fixed automatically.

Under other circumstances, Quackity would never have sent that message, not even his mind would have put him in such a situation.

But when you sang "Once more to see you", things changed. Quackity was standing in the VIP area when the basic instruments began to play, one more song for anyone in the place but for Quackity it wasn't at the moment you started singing. He could see you looking in his direction at times, you looking directly at Quackity, he noticed, and the feeling you put into each verse. Quackity could feel your energy and that was what got him sinking between feelings of doubt.

"Maybe it is"

Quackity received your message and immediately his throat tightened and his chest began to press.

"Let's see each other, we have to talk"

He turned off his cell phone once he received a positive response from you, he needed to get away from everything for a bit. Quackity felt so confused, because it was the first time he felt all this about a boy, he didn't even know what exactly he felt.

By the next day Quackity was ready to leave, letting his sister know that he was going for a walk to get rid of work and that he would go alone. He took the drive in his car to the east of Los Angeles, driving could clear his mind.

You and Quackity arrived at the place, you decided to meet in a park, the day was cloudy and it had rained a little, so the streets were empty, the park was perfect since the fresh air would help with tension that you were about to have.

Wondering about how the day was going, avoiding at all costs the real reason you were there. Until Quackity spoke about it, wanting to rush things to end the nerves in his stomach that would cause him discomfort at any moment. 'Bad time, good face' as the saying goes.

You started talking about how you didn't realize when you started thinking about him, that the whole feeling of some of your songs had been inspired by everything Quackity made you feel. Being you as sincere as possible.

And Quackity talking about how he almost drove back to his house that night because of the nerves he felt seeing you again, that he felt scared by these new feelings for you. Quackity in love for the first time with a boy, be patient, he is very scared.

You both agreed to try to be together, because you are young men after all, and you were going to let yourself fall if necessary, learn from this new stage, from new emotions. 'Cause failing and learning is what life is all about