Quackity the Vice President of Manburg and his husband the President have showed the world their good marriage. But what happens if it's darker than you may think? THIS IS NOT MY ORIGINAL IDEA, SOMEONE IN MY COMMENTS GAVE IT TO ME CREDIT TO THEM Achievements: #234 JSchlatt #415 Quackity #2 Quacknoblade #5 JSchlattxQuackity #3 QuackityxJSchlatt #616 Abuse #55 Schlatt #533 Technoblade #9 NiniDontForgetIt

Quackity had never had the biggest romantic nor sexual interest in Sapnap and Karl. He decided to end it off on a good note nonetheless. One of the mechanics, Tubbo, had mentioned how there was going to be a few new racers; Technoblade "Blood God", Wilbur Soot "Jubilee", Tommyinnit "Wifehaver" and Ranboo "Enderdragon". Their car names had seemed to be a bit odd, though it didn't matter to him. He found himself in position of Technoblade's flag boy, things would just stay the same. Right? no warnings ig except implied smut(?)

original on ao3 tombur +=' +=' +=' how is Wilbur supposed to keep his hands off Tommy when he keeps invading his *goddamn personal space*? +=' +=' +=' lowercase intended started: Nov 15, 2020 finished: Nov 15, 2020

One lonely night in Las Nevadas, Quackity and Wilbur drunkenly made a bet. A dumb, silly little bet. Nothing to it, right?? One-shot style fic kinda !!!cover art not mine!!!

Alex lives with his boyfriend, of course they are deemed the perfect couple. But..not so much behind closed doors. When it is revealed what actually goes on, Alex's greatest enemy feels something different towards him, and Alex feels different towards his enemy, Wilbur. Is it love? or guilt? Is there chemistry between the two? Only they know...for now. Helloo! Second Story, Hopefully its better than the first! Throughout this I would Like to mention, I am not shipping them IRL. OK Now enjoy!!

alone /əˈləʊn/ Learn to pronounce adjective adjective: alone having no one else present. "He was alone that evening" After his brothers left Tommy was left to find comfort. And strangely a football flying towards his face was all it took.

It wasn't every day you crash-landed into a Piglin's house in the middle of the tundra. "Wanna tell me why there's a hole in my roof?" "...Erm...No?" "Really? Because the crooked wing tells me exactly why." "Then why'd you ask jackass?" "Because I figured I'd give you a chance to give me a reason not to kill you where you sit." "Um... Cheese?" "...." "...." "Heh?"

This is TommyInnit Racing Au. 🆆🅰🆁🅽🅸🅽🅶: 🆃🅷🅴🆁🅴 🅸🆂 🆂🆆🅴🅰🆁🅸🅽🅶. Tommy was a simple kid... except that his family were some of the best racers. What happens when Tubbo and Ranboo post one of his racing videos of him in Wilbur Soot Minecraft's signature car: "Jubilee". What happens when it blows up overnight and Tommy starts becoming famous. Will Tommy shine with his family or will he burn like rubber attempting to.

One day, a mysterious box lands on Philza's doorstep labeled "Caution: May Bite". Philza takes it in, unknowing that there was something living in that box in which would change his family's lives forever. .~•°:¤:°•~. In this fanfic, they are hybrids or whatever their characters are. Philza is an avian. Techno is half piglin. Wilbur is techno's twin in this, but he is still human ig. Tommy is human from what we know...... so far... Start - January 3, 2022 End - April 11, 2022 Total words - 42,080

!LOWERCASE INTENDED FOR TITLE! inspired by The Eventful Life of Bystanderinnit on AO3. inspired by TommyInnit's clinic for supervillains on AO3. Check em out, they're really pog creators and deserve attention! The fic may be reuploaded onto AO3 when I have the fucking motivation. My invitation was finally fucking given today, ayup AO3 fuckers. ------- Tommy is just a normal overworking teen behind a counter, working at a café. His parents had passed some time ago, and with the fuck ton of money left behind he decided to buy a store and the apartments above it, turning the store into a café and giving the apartments above to those who need it. What he didn't expect, was the attention he slowly gains. Fucking hell, he just wanted to live a peaceful and undisturbed life. The unwanted attention directed to him was from Vigilantes, Heroes and Villains of all sorts. By the end of the day, it sort of becomes a fucking clinic at night for all sorts of people and café in the morning. Wait, did I mention he also has a power? ah fucking hell nevermind I need to stop spoiling shit- ------- COVER ART BELONGS TO SHMECK, LONG LIVE SHMECK AAAAAAAAaaa