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

THIS STORY IS BEING RE-WRITTEN!! An Apocalypse started, wilbur was only 20, with a child. He was on the edge of dying with his child when a recognizable figure...Quackity? ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Cursing, smut, zombies, scars, missing limbs, angsts, fluff, drugs, alchohol, eating of other people, obsessed, starvation, murder, fighting, crying, IF I MISSED ANY PLS INFORM ME, YOU ARE CARED FOR <3

So many heartbreaks. How many heartbreaks can one man take? It hadn't been many, but Quackity lost count quickly. Could he have another chance at love? But with who? After so many years of feeling dead, inside, and outside, he forgot how it felt to be truly happy. To be alive. To love. He completely forgot, after decades of limbo, he forgot how to truly live. Perhaps someone out there could make him feel himself again. All of this is written in a timeline that is close to the canon timeline that we are shown, but it is not exactly the same as you will read later on. This is all characters, even if Quackity's real name is used a few times, this is NOT shipping the CC's. No smut (SURPRISING FOR MY USUAL READERS!), just fluff, and angst. After uploading all of this from my notebook, I now realize how short this story really was and that the chapters are below 1,000 words, which is different for me considering I'm a pretty detailed writer... regardless, this one is for all of the readers who like shorter stories with a smaller amount of parts!

A millionare's son met up with a boy who's parents own a boba shop, what could go wrong? Okok I had this idea while staring up at the ceiling during midnight while listening to any playlist I could find to fit my mood before going like "Hey, I have an idea for a fic-" and here am I, writing this. It might be terrible or it might not. Idk, I'm bad at writing shit but uh whateves. Read it if you like and you can always discontinue reading this if it's trash idc haha- Started: 13 July 2021 Finished: 26 October 2021

Quackity and Wilbur were always fighting. He didn't like Wilbur because the stupid brit would be lovey dovey around Quackity 24/7. Plus, Wilbur isn't even allowed in Las Nevadas (Quackity's presidential country) because he'd blow it up if he got the chance. Well, that's what Quackity thought. Quackity never really enjoyed Wilbur's company, but deep inside he sort of did. Usually Quackity 'd worried whenever Wilbur wouldn't show up at the usual time he did. But, then again, they "hate" each other, they're rivals! Wilbur has a hamburger van he calls Paradise, with his coworker, Ranboo, While Quackity had the Casino Restaurant. Wilbur usually decided to give it a little "space" anytime he saw it. One day though, they got locked in a room together by Conner and had to deal with each others shenanigans for an entire day. ~ Warnings ~ Violence//Blood detail//Weapons// Angst//Death//Flashbacks//Yelling//Fighting//Nightmares Fluff AND MUCH WRITING PROGRESSION, at the start... It's a little wonky.

Wilbur is the prince of the kingdom, but it's not what he wants. he wants to be free of his princely duties so he runs away to the nearby village to hide. He stays with a local farmer, Quackity. But after a while, they two start feeling feels..... (I hate descriptions like huh??) Includes: - alcohol - swearing - smut😈 - angst -blood maybe - drama💅 !!NOT THE REAL CC'S!! Also, no minors are shipped in this, DUH. this isn't edited and I don't look back through so ignore spelling mistakes, PLEASE.

"𝘿𝙪𝙙𝙚, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" "𝙃𝙖𝙝𝙖 𝙣𝙤-" 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵,. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘘𝘶𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. Started: 29/8/2021 Completed: 21/8/2022 Short chapters :]

Quackity and Wilbur always seen fighting, arguing, insulting each other. But they don't do it because they hate each other, no, they do it as a cover up. The two have been keeping a secret that they are actually together, but as things start building up, being secret lovers is the least of their problems. ------------------------------------------------- Warnings: Cigarettes/Smoking Malewife and Girbossing Smut 👀 maybe some misspellings --------------------------------------------------- Hello! Author here! This is my first story so I HOPE it isn't bad. If there any more warning I should put I will add them! Constructive criticism is welcomed also! Except about capitalization... I am too lazy for that. I hope you enjoy my book!

"Maybe you don't understand it yet." "Understand what?" A chuckle, "Darling, you're MINE." Life was already hard enough, maybe it would finally end when he had been abducted! How wrong he was. He would have never expected the events coming... PLEASE READ THE FIRST PART FOR OTHER INFORMATION!