"It, [Death] goes hand in hand with love. Because when someone that you love dies, they cease to exist, and you start a grieving process. You miss them, you want them to come back, but its the acceptance that something is gone forever" ~Quackity Acceptance, the fifth stage of grief. A crucial part in moving on from loss. But Quackity can't move on. Because it is almost impossible to accept that something is gone when it lingers in every doorway, murmurs through every breeze, and haunts the subconscious mind like a hazy dream. Quackity is King, and War rages on. The pressure is eminently building and paired with it is a needling fear that he is slowly losing his mind. Meanwhile, an ancient secret begins to stir throughout the kingdom. A long forgotten magic that silently whispers; 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 is temporary... Love, Life, and even Death....

Wilbur struggled his whole life with overwhelming expectations. He felt as though he would never be good enough, he felt like a screw up. When screw up meets screw up, can they fix each other? Or will they just become a dumpster fire of trauma? This is my attempt at writing first person, I strongly prefer writing third person stories. But I thought it'd be fun to give this a try! This is a quackbur story that is pretty angsty. I'll put TW/CW when necessary. ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ This story contains: -Swearing -Constant use of alcohol -Abuse -S/h -suggested sex -make out scenes -su!c!de

I'll be writing a bunch of tnt duo oneshots that even YOU can ask for something to give me to practice writing - because tnt duo is fucking amazing. Other than requests, the rest are just things I get randomly moved to write As of may 31st REQUEST ARE BACK OPEN so ignore line below (As of march 10th I will not be taking requests until I finish the ones I still have yet to do) Hope you enjoy :D (this is where I mainly post now. Seeing as the majority of stuff I write happens to be quackbur oneshots or short stories with like 5 chapters max) Cover art is by fuwallo on Instagram CHECK THEM OUT their art is absolutely amazing. (Feel free to request :D) Full of angst, fluff, and just romantic stuff

In which whenever Revivebur gets bored he goes and smokes underneath the Las Nevadas sign until Quackity comes over to tell him to leave. Fluff, hurt/comfort, working through trauma, prob some angst too ehehe. Maybe smut? TW: Discussion of past trauma, smoking, swearing, mentions of injury/blood Image credit: @/moonetteandg on twitter

A collection of tntduo/quackbur oneshots, ranging from fae aus to superheroes to werewolves and everything in between. You need a shot fic of Wilbur and Quackity being cute? This is where you can find some.

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"My thorns grew thick on my stem, slicing deep into your shaking palm, your hands of hatred grasping onto my fragile body. As the blood seeped down your hands you began to feel sour; For I was a pretty blooming red rose, and you were the gardener who never could find beauty in a flower." ------ This is a sequel to "Blue Looks Better On Flowers" Though you don't necessarily need to read it to understand what's happening in this book. ------- Quackity runs for president during an adrenaline rush, not actually thinking of the consequences of his ruthless actions. Schlatt, his boyfriend of 3 months, decides he would help him with the presidency, deciding that they would combine their votes, making it easier on the already distressed Alexis Quackity. They didn't expect to win, but alas, they did. They both have more money and power than they'd ever wish for. Schlatt's arrogant personality clashes with Quackity's more calm personality, mixed with the stress of running an entire country, they clashed constantly. For the first few months, it was going well, though, after that, Schlatt began getting more and more manipulative, as the power was running to his head. Not only did he think he had power, but he did have power. Quackity being sent through a cycle of emotional trauma, terrified. He's convinced his friends hate him and he's paranoid to reach out. Will he break from the binds of his husband, or will he fall to his death at the hands of his lover? Or even fall by his own hands from suicide? Only time can tell before he ends up mentally breaking.

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

Quackity, a priest, investigates the mysterious, almost paranormal, happenings that have been going on in Church Prime, and ends up summoning a demon. An attractive demon. Named Wilbur. CWs for this book: Religious trauma, heavy gore/violence, brief mentions of s/h, sexual references