Why are people still reading this. Adopt a hatred for doors with this fanfic! Read over two fools making bad choices! Foster your stability into insanity! This was my first fanfic, oh wow, this was back in 2021 Includes: strong language, manipulation, implied sexual content and loads of nonsense "Quackity don't lie to yourself. You're the yin to my yang," Wilbur said with a low voice as he placed a hand on Quackity's shoulder. Quackity pulled on the straps of Wilbur's apron, "We are not one in the same Wilbur. Don't make me say it again." Wilbur grinned, "You're the yin to my yang Quackity. You're my other half and-" Quackity noticed the short pause, "You complete me Quackity." "Wilbur," his voice was quiet as he looked at the floor. "Wilbur stop saying shit like that. We both know why I'm here." or, Wilbur and Quackity don't like each other- at all. Heck, they're running against each other in burger businesses that do surprisingly well. But if that's true, why does Quackity keep willingly spending his evenings with Wilbur? Why does Wilbur's mind tend to drift off towards Quackity more and more? Why are they both leaning into each other's space when they're supposed to be at work? Neither of them know. Nor did they know where things would go after one single kiss, they only saw the tip of the ice berg of their strong pull towards each other. If that's what one were to call it. Yes, this is about their mc characters. Not the actual ccs. Please this my first story I have other stuff too that you can read please Enjoy some Quackbur :] STARTED ON THE 26TH OF AUGUST WE DID IT, FINISHED ON THE 21ST OF JUNE 2022 Things I'm proud of: 2022 Feb. 9 we got #36 in dsmp Feb. 11 we made it to #24 in quackity May. 14th we got 10k reads :D Nov. 2 we got #4 in quackbur Why is this #6 on Purpled he's a background character

Idea from myundeadgayson on tumblr! I changed a few things and added even more but the original idea is by them! Tw for smoking, mentions of death, swearing, and all the things that come with a murder mystery and mafia au! The two biggest organized crime groups did not get along, to say the least. The Las Nevadas Mafia and the Syndicate were far from the best of friends. But, through a tangled web of corrupt police chiefs, blackmail, and an unaccounted murder, the new bosses of each group, Quackity and Wilbur, are forced to work together to keep both of their respective mobs out of prison. And hey, why not throw a wager in there as well? Originally posted on ao3 by myself! Cover art by @brrxmbll If the artist sees this and wants the art changed I'll obviously change it :D

Warning: mentions of heavily triggering topics "Twinkle, twinkle little star. I'll help you end your sufferings Cut your wrist and let it bleed A gun over your head, pull the trigger Twinkle, twinkle little star Once you're gone, I'll be with you" Quackity once lived a simple life, a life when he was still "normal" and happy. When he witnessed his own mother's death, he believed that her 'ghost' haunts him, slowly mentally torturing him. Yet it was all in his mind. 'She' wasn't real. She never was He knew. And he wanted her gone. What happens if he met up with a doctor who isn't what he seemed to be. A psycopath who murders without anyone acknowledge. He thought that he could help him.. Or maybe not.

"Ranboo... I don't want to die" "You won't. I swear on my life" basically Little Nightmares 2 and 1 but with Ranboo and Tubbo and some slight changes for ~plot~ I do not own the little nightmares name or it's characters. The MCYT characters are based off their DSMP character's. (Cover by Koi) Can be found on ao3 by me (Lil__Mystery__Kaos)

The famed vampire Wilbur finds himself falling for the deadly vampire hunter Quackity. How will they resolve this? [Quackbur] [Enemies to lovers] [Has minor smut in a later chapter, and suggestive themes throughout] Cover by @KingBluShroom on Twitter!

"If I wanted access to your nation's secrets, I would have already seduced them out of you," he growls, hating the clear excitement in Wilbur's eyes. "I wouldn't be kneeling on your doorstep, begging for sanctuary from the man who destroyed my career, and my body with it." A lazy smile tugs at the older man's lips, revealing canines just this side of sharp for a human. "There he is. Alexis Quackity, the illustrious, hot-headed prodigy with an unmatched talent for finding the right words." OR Alex Quackity escapes Schlatt, Wilbur is intense when it comes to his feelings, and this turned into a way longer project than I anticipated.