Quackbur Oneshotssss

I Quit. (PART 2)

ALRIGHT GANG SHIT ABOUTTA GET REALLY ANGSTY

also because I need to clear up a mistake I made in the previous part: when Quackity referred to his "boyfriend", aka Schlatt, they're not exactly dating. Quackity isn't even really into Schlatt in this fic, and Schlatt isn't entirely into Quackity either; He just sees Quackity as something he owns and Quackity uses the word "boyfriend" to not raise red flags.
I should have cleared it up in the first part, but I totally forgot about it and didn't think about it till people pointed it out... so that's my bad-

I don't condone cheating or abuse, I do NOT believe Jschlatt is an abuser IRL. This is fiction. They are characters. I never use the content creator's in my works of fiction because that's just weird and uncomfortable, especially considering how inappropriate it is to even dig into someone's love life. (feel free to skip the rest of this because it's just me explaining it more lol)

It's one thing to be trying to dig into people's love lives, for example, bothering Tubbo about his partner, but that's not okay. If Tubbo is uncomfortable talking about his relationship, then we shouldn't dig into it or bother him with it. This is the same with most other content creators, not just MCYTs. It's different when content creators are okay with sharing about their relationships. Tommy, for example, has told us stories and even showed us his girlfriend, and that's their choice to share. They should be able to feel comfortable sharing stories, and it's not our place to judge either of them, embarrass them, or try to dig deeper.

Regardless of that, this is a fanFICTION about two characters who share sexual tension in the DSMP canon, but I never will or try to insinuate that this is canon or should have been canon. It doesn't need to be or have to be. It's just fanfiction. These are those characters in a different universe and situation. This means, whatever I write, isn't who these people REALLY are IRL.

I mean, come on... most content creators don't show their real personalities on screen anyway. Wilbur himself said it too, whoever we're seeing on the screen isn't the same as the person his family and friends know. We know this to be true with Tommy as well. It's a persona they show us.

I just wanted to say that because there's been... a lot of other cases I've seen of people believing that the way fanfiction shows someone to be, is who they really are. Even if it's a fictional character.

When I was younger, I had my own experience, mostly with fictional characters. There are a ton of different Sanses I believed were good guys just to find out they're total assholes, and then be angry at the person who lied to me about it. That's why I try to make it very clear that everything I write is fully fictional, and I may not always represent characters to their true selves, or represent characters the way their real-life personas are. Sometimes, storytelling results in twisting characters to fit in a certain way, and there are THOUSANDS if not MILLIONS of headcanons out there in the DSMP fandom alone. Each person has their own beliefs and ideas, and that's okay and a good thing, because creativity is a wonderful thing. Without creativity, our world would be so boring. But, always be careful what you show online... especially if you're not being clear about the age group you're trying to appeal too...

On that note... my page definitely isn't for kids under 13, at the least.

ANYWAYS! That's my rant for the day now onto your regularly scheduled program!

TW// verbal and physical abuse

Over the course of a few months, Wilbur found himself visiting the club often, sometimes with Scott, but mostly on his own. He only went for Quackity, Quackity was the only person he had his eyes on when he was there. No one else mattered but him, even if there were other dancers on stage, Wilbur's eyes were glued to Quackity, nothing could possibly distract him from Quackity.
Nearly every time Wilbur visited, they took a private room, and boy, oh boy, were they loud. Thankfully, the club was made with soundproof walls... especially the private rooms. It seemed like Schlatt hadn't even caught on, much to Quackity's happiness. Quackity found himself sneaking out of the house occasionally to meet up with Wilbur outside of the club, but not always for sex anymore. They started actually going out, hanging out, having fun together, going to the mall, bowling, and golfing, it didn't matter to them. They had fun because they were together, and that's what mattered.