Quackbur Oneshots ✨✨

The Ballroom 🥵❤️‍🩹

Tw: Bondage, Overstimulation, Praise

Topbur ✨

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Wilbur's pov

I looked in the mirror and fluffed out my hair. I reached towards the eyeliner, pulling down slightly to apply it on my waterline. "Looking good," I said to myself as I smudged it slightly.

My brain raced as I thought about who would be there, Quackity might be. He's stunning, smart, and funny. My heart soared as I thought about the shorter hybrid. His little wings were adorable to me.

I set the eyeliner down and put on my circular glasses. I turned towards the mirror, I looked over my clothes, giving a small nod of satisfaction. I looked good.

(Wilburs outfit reference for all my little vivid readers!!)

I readjusted one of my necklaces as I walked out the door, humming a small song, I walked over to where I kept my transportation, Dumpy the horse.

Quackity's Pov

"Another party," I sighed on the phone, putting it on speaker while I applied a light red lipgloss. "Aren't they fun?" Slime replied to me. "Not really," I said "Plus, I think Wilbur Soot is gonna be there." The image flooded my mind and I tried to shake it off, letting out a sharp exhale when I realized my face was a bit red.

"Oh! don't you like Wilbur from L'manburg?" Slime aked. I was quiet for a moment, taking that question into serious consideration. "It's.. complicated, I mean, he's so hot, but he also blew up an entire country," I said.

"He's hot?? you have to cool him down!" Slime said with extreme worry. I laughed, "No, Slime. Nevermind, I'll see you at the party later," I hung up the phone and pushed my hair back, putting a bit of mascara on. My wings fluffed out, and I annoyingly slimmed them back, once they looked sleek, I was happy.

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I nodded in satisfaction. "I hope Wilbur's there," he sighed.

Wilbur's Pov