[summary]
     ↳ a filipino reader dating quackity headcanons

[main character/s]
     ↳ quackity, y/n

[words & genre]
     ↳ 2062 words. fluff hehe

[notes & warning/s]
     ↳ heyoo! i tried really hard to making this as accurate as possible, but if i still messed up... i apologize. i'm filipino, i don't want to offend the hispanic community, but i still enjoyed writing this. hope you do, too! love you guys <3

***

• You are a Filipino streamer, Quackity is a Mexican streamer. you both stream in English but sometimes stream in your respective languages. 

• You were already aware of each other's existence on the internet before Quackity chatted you one day to play Minecraft Monday with him. You agreed and the both of you tried to win but it didn't happen. 

• The two of you remained friends until the other advances, and the other accepts, and it turned into a mutual understanding, and it flourished into something more, ooh.

• Constantly in each other's streams, collaborating left and right. 

• Meeting up and posting selfies on Twitter, with the caption, "Who is this man?"

• Twitter freaking out and you immediately trended. More photos on Instagram and posting photos through replies. "He looks handsome 😍" and all that. 

• Eventually, your Filipino fandom (who are also fans of Quackity) joked about you dating a Spanish speaker, saying that it reminded them of the Spanish-colonial period, and you were completely aware of the joke. You laughed so hard when someone donated about it.

• You were streaming, "TEACHING QUACKITY ABOUT THE PHILIPPINES". Click baiting my fellow Filipinos. #FilipinoPride

• Quackity was beside you on that one IRL stream, and you silently read the donation that says, "Teh, 'wag kang magpapasakop!" (girl, don't submit!)

• You laughed while Alex was just confused, but he was laughing along. "What, what did it say?"

• "Oh, well if you really wanted to know, answer this question first: How many years did the Spanish colonize the Philippines?"

• "How long?" 

• "333 years." 

• "Wait," Quackity used your keyboard and typed something in the Google search, 'how many years spain colonized mexico'

• "Oh!" You exclaimed when you saw that the result popped up was 300 years. "Woah!" 

• Now that you're finished with the basic history of the country, you went ahead and showed him a familiar picture. "Do you know who this is?"

• "Oh wait, that's Jollibee, isn't it?" Alex pointed at the iconic pose.

• You beamed at him. "Yeah! We went to one recently. I wanted us to take a selfie with Jollibee but you looked so scared."

• "I hate the fucking bee."

• Capital D colon in the chat. 

• "Back in Mexico..."

• You listen intently with your attention entirely focused on him. He averts his eyes to something else to think about the specific English word but it always goes back to your eyes. You nod in understanding in every sentence he utters. 

• "Ah, that reminds me of the time in my hometown..." 

• "Yeah, yeah! And when-" The two of you just relate to each other, sharing school stories, childhood memories, and answering questions from the chat.

• "Do you talk in your sleep? Also, do you dream in English or your mother tongue?" You read the donation. You looked at Alex with a smirk.

• "Y/n knows I talk in my sleep. What did you tell me that morning?"

• "I don't wanna say..." You said slowly. He just remembered the stuff he said and the two of you decided to keep it to yourselves, a couple of laughs here and there. 

• You teach each other your languages, but not really. It was quite easy to get because the accents were so similar. Sometimes it's not easy to prank each other. 

• "Mahal kita means fuck you, by the way," you said so casually. 

• Alex was looking at you when he said it. "Ma-hal kitah?"

• You feigned an offended face. "Woah, fuck you too, dude."

• "Okay, here. Say, 'Quackity es un novio increíble'"

• "Nobyo?" You smirked, "Quackity... is..." You deciphered the words. "Something, boyfriend... incredible?"

• "What?" He laughed at you. "How did you get it?"

• You explained that Bisaya is quite similar to Spanish and you've learned some context clues from your relatives. 

• Another one of your streaming ideas was to build a LEGO structure (which was one of his favorite hobbies) but the challenge is that you have to communicate using your mother tongues. 

• So, QuackityToo's stream opened up to a large room somewhere in your house and you were sitting on one of the chairs with the LEGO box in your hand. He was setting something up and he went to sit on the sofa with you. Alex explained to the stream that the moment you open the box of LEGOS, the two of you are going to have to speak in Spanish and Filipino.

• If ever the two of you speak English, the whole thing ends.

• "Oka- Sige, tara." You awkwardly spoke when Quackity finally opened the box. You were used to speaking straight English with him and this was actually the first time you had to talk straight Filipino with him. Same as Alex.

• "Sí, sí." The two of you were trying not to burst out in laughter from how uncomfortable this is.

• "O-" Alex was trying to say that you were supposed to build a huge house, but the only words you could understand from the sentence were pinche and casa. 

• "Bagalan mo ang pagsalita!" You scolded gently, in which he didn't understand. Not one bit. 

• "Lee el puto papel!" You laughed at him looking agitated, but you heard the word papel, so you quickly brought out the only paper from the pile of LEGOs. It was the manual

• You and Alex were clearly struggling, spouting out numerous swear words in your language. When the one-hour mark was reached, you haven't been half into the structure. But you were still as determined as him.

• There was no talking at all, it was as though the two of you were muted and you could only communicate through pointing with your mouth or making sounds. 

• "Mm!" You dinged, shaking the specific part of the structure, implying that some parts were missing. 

• "Hng...!" Alex expressed distaste at the sound you just made, earning a chuckle from you. 

• "Ito... kulang ng piraso."

• The stream went for two more hours until the last piece was attached and the two of you screamed in elation, vowing to not make yourselves suffer anymore. 

• You also both love to set up your friends, "trying to get them cancelled".

***

• Cooking Filipino foods for Alex to eat. 

• Menudo for Lunch, Sinigang for Dinner. Rice is always present.

• You have no idea whether he could cook or not, but judging from his cooking streams, you can't trust him with your kitchen, but one afternoon you found him making something and it smells good so you can't complain. "Uy! Merienda!" 

• Alex turns around and presented a snack you haven't seen before, which confirms that he brought the recipe from his hometown. "Merienda!" He sang out as well. 

• It was a weird scene to see two people screaming merienda, dancing around the plate of tamales, but you just didn't care.

• And on his birthday (which is any other day), you made him his favorite food which is green enchiladas. You leaned on the kitchen island and watched him with bated breath as he took a bite. 

• Alex felt like there were tears in his eyes because it reminded him of his childhood, his hometown, and his mom. His shoulders rose in awe and finally looked at you. The sight made you almost tear up as well. 

• "Delicious?" You asked quietly. 

• He paused for a moment, swallowing. "Y-yeah..." He sniffled a bit. "How- how did you- These are amazing! Have you cooked enchiladas before?"

• "I... called your mom for help" you admitted rather shyly. You really wanted to make it for him and because he'd always complain that the food in America tastes bland and nothing like Mexico, you wanted to help him reminisce with his favorite dish. 

• Alex just stared at you, his heart was beating faster than ever. He stood up and made his way over you, engulfing you with the tightest hug, sobbing into your shoulder. You wanted to lighten up the mood by joking, "Aw, come on, you're making me cry now."

• He laughed before letting go, wiping the tears off of his face. The biggest smile was plastered on his face and you were crying because the smile was directed at you. 

• "Does it really taste that good?" 

• He sits back down and took another piece, eating it. "It is so good. It really brings me back. Try it!" 

• "Nope. These are all yours, buddy."

• "Oh, you gotta enjoy it with me." After countless persuading, you caved in and sat down beside him. You took half of the last piece. And in the comfortable silence, nothing but you and Alex's chewing, this was one of your favorite moments with him. 

• Alex certainly told this story on his alt stream, perhaps on a Spanish stream. He told it with the most gentle and hushed voice ever. 

• "las palabras no pueden describir mi amor por ti"

***

BONUS:

• Meeting your parents for the first time. No, actually, Alex suggested meeting his family first. 

• You asked the basic etiquette - like what to do once you step inside their home. "Do they do the bless? Mano?" 

• He tells you that no, they don't. He trusts you and said that you just be yourself. This is easy, considering you grew up in a Filipino household where respect is always existent. Your own parents taught you well, manners and all that. 

• His home was so cozy and warm, clearly influenced by their culture: tiled floors, stucco, and bright colored walls, decorations that also remind you of your home back in the Philippines.

• "Buenos Dias." You politely nodded at his parents, smiling as you did so. Alex had his hands gently on your lower back and you listened as he introduced you. 

• You both visited there to eat lunch with them. You have a mid-spice tolerance, not that high. You had to tell Alex who was beside you. He laughed and muttered the info to his mom, making you embarrassed. You subtly slapped his thigh but he just giggled at you. 

• "It's fine. Avoid these salsas right here. Those are the spiciest."

• All of you began eating after a prayer. Your eyes lit up when he and his family used hands instead of utensils that were clearly placed in front of them. You tried not to curse in joy in front of his parents. You use your hands when eating more often than not. You followed suit when Alex grabbed a tortilla. You used the tortilla to scoop food. 

• While eating, the atmosphere had gotten lighter, full of conversations that Alex translates. 

• "Vaya, usaste tus manos. ¿De dónde eres?"

• Alex turns to you, "They're asking where you're from."

• "Soy de... Filipinas."

• The two of you faced the older couple and they were nodding in approval. "¿Cómo es que hablas español tan bien?"

• "Me escucha hablar," and the topic was dropped, moving to another subject. The meal lasted a long time, considering there was a lot of catching up and socializing. 

• They offered you a beer, and you politely decline because Alex had already chugged multiple bottles and who else is going to drive if the both of you are drunk?

• Meanwhile, in the Philippines. 

• "Mano. Like this." You grabbed his hand, and you immediately felt it being cold and clammy. You lifted the hand up until it bumped into your forehead. 

• "Oh I thought it's like this:" Alex held your hand and brought it to his lips. You withdrew your hand and gave him a playful glare. 

• You felt giddy inside when he did the mano. Your mom and dad signaled you a face that clearly says, 'you taught him well.'

 • You were helping your mom with preparing the table while Alex was occupied in the living room, your dad talking with him. You were snickering at the way your dad tries to speak English with him. "Do you love my daughter?" 

  • "Pa." 

 • "Tanong lang naman!"

 • "Yes... sir. I do."

 • "Yieee," your mom nudged your elbow. "Sana all." You kept your smile from widening, but the heat in your cheeks was failing you.

 • "Welcome to the family!" Your dad declared with open arms and basically scooped Alex into a hug. You were melting in embarrassment while your mom was amused at the scene. 

 • "Itigil niyo na 'yan, it's time to eat." You said with your hands on your hips. It was the same as the time with his family, full of talking laughing, inside jokes with you and your family. 

 ***