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Quackity's wings haven't been preened in weeks. Schlatt offers to help. Things...escalate.
Schlatt sat down beside him quickly, jostling Quackity as he spoke, “Christ, if I start touching your wings again, will you shut up?”
“Mayb—“ Quackity couldn’t even finish the word as Schlatt’s fingers dove back between his feathers, resuming his careful motions like nothing had happened. Quackity shivered at the feeling before he let himself relax into it, shoulders slumping and a small hum rumbling in the back of his throat.
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06 Jul 2026
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Quackity and Schlatt finally get their shit together in the aftermath of Katie's wedding. Things go...relatively smooth.
“Where are you going, man? I thought I told you to stay right here?” Quackity grinned, and it was the same smile from before, relaxed and gentle. Schlatt’s mood changed in an instant, ruining whatever credibility he’d been trying to hold up in front of Ash.
“Was just looking for you.” Schlatt pushed forward guiding Quackity backwards with him as he stepped further away from the table and Ash’s prying gaze, “Whatcha got there?” He asked, looking pointedly at the bottle in Quackity’s hands.
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06 Jul 2026
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Jschlatt drinks to forget, but some words aren't worth forgetting
THIS IS ALL !C NOT !CC
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06 Jul 2026
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Emerging from the underground tunnel, they might have seemed suicidal. Pressed against the ground to weather the fiercest blast, they gazed deep into each other's eyes, pondering a question that weighed heavily on their minds.
Was it even worth it?
Would escape truly bring the freedom they longed for, or merely plunge them into a whirlwind of new troubles?
Yet, even without voicing the answer aloud, they knew it.
Even if they didn't win, the mere fact that they had tried was a victory in itself.
The fact they tried together....or, my version of their escape from the island (got inspired by some twitter posts)
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02 Jul 2026
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“Y-Yes!” Pac stammers. “I’m— I’m Melissa’s brother. I’m here to, uh, to drop off her bag? She left it at home, and, well, she texted me, and—”
The guard crosses his arms. It’s hard for Pac to keep his eyes up when he sees the fabric of the man’s shirt stretch across his chest like it’s struggling to stay together.
“Nice try,” the man scoffs, and Pac blinks, brows furrowing. “That excuse’s been tried before. None of the dancers are expecting visitors tonight. Get on outta here before I hafta put you on the blacklist.”
In an instant, the engineer is flustered.
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Gay club security guard AU. Rated M for mature themes.
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01 Jul 2026