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“i was born in the wrong generation.”
i was not. i was meant to be a girl laying down with air conditioning on while reading ab fictional men dicking me down 🙏🏼
Stop! Releasing 2 minute songs!! Idc about TikTok!!! If it's a banger it needs to be at least 3:30.
6:50*
UGH! NO I HATE ANY AND EVERY SONG LONGET THAN 4:00 BY DEFAULT!!!
You’re not a music lover you’re a music tolerator. this is a conversation for music lovers only, which you are not. Remember that
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Literally right after CC died
Michael sobbing covered in blood: I didn’t mean to, I didn’t think he would get hur-!!
William: Calm down Michael, calm down it’s okay, I’ve done worse.
Michael still covered in blood: wha-?!
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“The Dying Swan” (1917) - Yevgeni Bauer
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I’ve made a furry, forest-dwelling, backpack-carrying cryptid guy like this before, but since I had so much of the furry yarn left I decided to make another, but bigger. To keep with the coniferous tree name theme, I’ve named him ⍋⍋ Pine ⍋⍋
His limbs are just as floppy as my first one (Spruce), since they don’t have stuffing in them. He’s got one olive green button eye and one metal button eye. When I hold him, he’s kind of close to the size of a human infant.
I made him a backpack as well, which is actually more of a dark, greyish green in real life, but the photos made it look a bit lighter. I also haven’t adorned his pack with trinkets or supplies for his travels quite yet, so that’s something I’ll probably make a post about later.
The last picture shows the size comparison between Spruce and Pine.
ayo I hope you’re doing well! i’m back at it again losing my mind over other peoples’ requests!! can I request a continuation of c!quackity with swan hybrid reader where they meet again by coming to las nevadas? swan reader’s friend group keeps talking about this big new city that was supposedly founded and run by a guy with wings, so you’re like ‘ooh i’m always down to meet a fellow avian hybrid’ and decide to check it out. but when you arrive you’re welcomed by none other than quackity. quackity is kinda freaking tf out because he’s thinking ‘holy shit it’s that really cute swan guy 😳’ and it’s then that he realizes you haven’t seen him since manberg, before he had a giant scar on his face..quackity has a lot of repressed insecurity over his new appearance, so he gets really anxious anticipating how you’ll react. but swan reader shocks him and is just like ‘yoooooo it’s you!! you look amazing man, omg that scar is so badass! 😳’ what are your thoughts on how quackity would react to seeing swan hybrid reader again and being complimented on his appearance for the first time in ages?
- feather anon
Thank you for requesting part 2, it would've taken me forever to get to myself, also it's a little different but overall the same premise, anyways I hope you enjoy this<3
Summary: Reuniting with your sweet little duckling
Pairing: Quackity X Reader
Pronouns: he/him
[A/n]: Requests are open <3
Part two of this one :]
Night after night, sunset to sunrise, you and Quackity spent countless hours together. You two were inseparable, always found together. Never was one spotted without the other, at least until things went bad. After Doomsday Quackity had disappeared, you had lost your one and only friend. I guess the saying ‘Birds of a feather stick together,’ isn’t as true as they say.
You were desperate to find him, or at least another like you. You knew the chances of finding your better half were slim to know, but you took every opportunity you had. Anytime you heard of a fellow bird hybrid you would go and personally investigate, though all of your prior adventures had turned up nothing useful.
So with a dying hope, you started off on what would likely be your last adventure. You had heard word of a new city from a village, they said it was run by a weird-looking birdman. Was it your weird-looking birdman or just another hoax? Only one way to find out.
Taking flight you soared high, the journey wasn’t far but the mental strain was tough. It had been a long while since you had last seen Quackity, since you had last gotten to hold him and comfort him. That didn’t change anything though, your love for him flew on wings of its own, regardless of the fact that you hadn’t told him. You never got the chance to confess before he disappeared.
The bright city had quickly come into view, its dazzling sign out front catching your attention. Dropping to the ground and landing on your feet you took a moment to look around. This place was stunning, if Quackity wasn’t here then you’d have to bring him here someday.
As you walked through the streets you found yourself face to face with a strange fellow. He looked human, besides the obvious blobs of slime all over him, and he spoke odd as well.
“Hello (Y/n) From The Trees, it’s nice to see you!”
“Uhm hello, do I know you?”
“Nope! But I know you!”
“Ok, well can you help me? I’m looking for someone named Quackity, he’s a friend of mine.”
“Quackity From Las Nevadas, I know where he is!”
“Can you take me to him?”
“Yep!” The odd fellow began to walk off and you followed. He soon brought you to an office-type building, knocking on the door in front of him.
“Quackity From Las Nevadas, there is someone here to see you!”
“Let them in.” You knew that voice, it was your duckling. He sounded a tad different though, more tired and down. Opening the door and stepping in you quickly surveyed the area, eyes stopping when they landed on Quackity.
The winged man was hunched over his desk, tired expression, and wings splayed about everywhere.
“You’ll mess up your feathers like that.” You had never seen Quackity move faster in his life, his head shooting up to look at you.
“(Y/n)?”
“Hey, Duckie.” Hearing the affection nickname Quackity shot up from his seat and rushed to hug you, basking in the warmth you provided.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding.” Quackity unborrowed himself from you, stepping back a tad to look at you.
“Yeah, pretty nice huh?” He seemed excited but hesitant about answering. He was clearly proud of his work but had felt bad for leaving you. When Quackity had pulled back you had noticed the large scar running down his face. With gentle movements, you brought your hand up to his face and let your thumb gently run over the scar.
Quackity, upon noticing your actions, stepped back and instinctively covered his scar. You were quick to move towards him, gently removing his hand and replacing it with your own.
“It suits you.” Your smile said everything he needed to hear.
“So uh, what are you doing here?”
“Oh you know, looking for the love of my life so I can tell him how badly I want to kiss him. Especially when he looks so sexy with that scar on his face.” Quackity flushed from his toes to his nose.
“You want to kiss me?”
“I’ve wanted to for years but you decided to play a very long game of hide and seek.”
“I’m sorry. If it makes you feel any better, you could kiss me as many times as you want to now.”
“I plan to.” You brought Quackity into another hug, the two of you simply holding each other and enjoying the familiarity.
“I love you, my little duckling.”
“I love you too, my stunning swan.”
Hii hope you're doing well remeber to stay hydrated and redt whenever needed <3 Promt 10 with c!quackity and female reader please
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c!quackity x fem!reader
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prompt: “who did this to you?“ *silence* “hey, look at me. look at me. who did this to you?"
warnings: mentions of abandonment, blood loss mention, wounds mention
a/n: thank you so much for requesting something! you're so sweet <3
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Quackity's eyebrows furrowed as he searched for his lover who was nowhere in Las Nevadas. Panic set in when he considered the possibility of her leaving him as his former fiancé's had. "No, no, she wouldn't...she wouldn't leave me."
Charlie poked at his boss in curiosity, "What's wrong, Quackity?"
"Have you seen her?"
Charlie awed and pointed to the entrance to his country. "I last saw her leaving in a hurry, she said she had some urgent business to tend to outside Las Nevadas."
"Business...?"
The slime nodded energetically, "Yep! That's exactly what she said."
"Alright, Charlie, just stay here and get back to work," He waved off his worker and heading to where he tied up Ossium. "If anyone asks, I went out for a ride and will return in a bit."
After what felt like hours of searching, he came across a small blood path. He jumped off his horse, tying him up to a fence post before following the trail.
His girlfriend lay in a puddle of her own blood, pale and bruised. Quackity rushed over to her cold body and shook her gently, "Baby, wake up, c'mon don't die on me like this!" He spoke through grit teeth, checking her pulse. It was faint but definitely there.
He whipped out a handful of health potions and began forcing it into her mouth, breathing out in relief when her eyes gradually opened.
"Q-Quackity?"
"Who did this to you?" Upon being met with silence he frowned, "Hey, look at me. Look at me. Who did this to you?"
She struggled to push herself up, then collapsing into his hold. "I-I... Punz and Ant, they- they said they wanted to s-sort something out and then they ambushed me and...and...just began to fire shots at me and swing their swords- I didn't know what to do..." She sobbed into his shirt, holding on for dear life.
Quackity clenched his jaw hearing of this, rage built up in his chest. How dare those egg fuckers mess with his girlfriend? How dare they drag her into his business? This didn't involve her- hell, she didn't engage in any of this bullshit, what were they thinking?
Now's not the time to get angry, Quackity, she needs you right now.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her, not paying any mind to the blood that must be soaking into his own clothes. "I'll make those assholes pay for what they've done to you, y/n- but for now, let's go home and make sure you're all cleaned up."
Quackity helped her up and slowly brought her over to Ossium before riding home to Las Nevadas. He then declared that she would never be put in harms way again, not as long as he was living.
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