"Oh please, the last thing I want to do is Kill you ducky~" "Really?.. then why are you pinning me to a wall?" "I want you that's why.. i want your body." THIS IS A BOOK THAT CONTAINS: SMUT FLUFF SEXUAL REFERENCES SEXUAL ACTIONS I WILL PUT WARNINGS AT THE BEGINNING OF EVERY CHAPTER IF THERE IS ANYTHING SMUT/FLUFF RELATED IF YOU DONT LIKE THESE I RECOMMEND NOT READING THIS BOOK!!! THIS BOOK WAS MADE FOR ENTERTAINMENT AND BC I WAS BORED IF EITHER QUACKITY OR WILBUR SAY THEY ARE UNCOMFORTABLE I WILL TAKE THIS DOWN! ENJOY YOU HORNY FUCKS!!

Wilbur was tired of being a hero. He liked to believe that he was a good hero, but being a good hero wasn't enough. It was never enough. Always compared to his twin brother, the golden child of the Minecraft Hero Family. Wilbur lived in Techno's shadow. He hated it so much and he wasn't sure how much more he could take. He wanted to be seen for who he was. He was Wilbur goddamn Minecraft, and he refused to let himself be a side note in someone else's story. Villains had one right; the right to choose a nemesis. A thesis to their anti-thesis. A rival. His subordinates always questioned why he chose Magpie. He never bothered to explain. He had met the hero once, and that was all it took. The eldest of the Minecraft children was so much more than anyone realized. There was a deep running fury hidden under his mask. The hero was fast approaching his breaking point. That, is why Quackity chose him. Wilbur Minecraft was going to fall soon, and he was going to fall hard. And Quackity would be right there waiting, ready to catch his songbird when he did. (Art belongs to @smimsalted who is a part of my Discord server and deserves all the love for this amazing piece!)

A Dream SMP fanfiction. While the creator of the largest casino on the server and the founder of Las Nevadas - Quackity, is playing with his visitors like with dolls, "someone" also decided to play the same game with him, but not only for money, but also for everything that is so dear to him. The guy did not expect that this "someone" turned out to be his worst friend and best enemy, whom he had not seen for thirteen and a half years. >This fanfiction was written in Russian for a whole year, after some time, at the requests and on my own, I began translating this fanfiction into English. In total, there are five parts and one special that will be translated soon. Enjoy! P.S. Some of my animatic stuff which was drawn by me according to the story of the special (CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SPECIAL PART 2.5): https://youtu.be/9DH0znCs6fQ

{ Sirens echoed across my street as a man banged on my door. I had to let him in. }

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!!!

quackity is a fan of a famous musician named wilbur and he may or may not have a crush on him... but he knows that he will never have a chance with a celebrity... right?

~Royal au~ Wilbur has one job. Assassinate the prince. He's been given this job because he is the best there is...and he's desperate. There's only one problem. The prince is really fucking hard to kill. And it only gets harder once Wilbur starts to- uh oh...fall for him? When another assassin turns up, things get a lot more complicated.

The two princes have never spoken and their parents become good friends so they decide to get their sons to be good friends with each-other.they soon become best friends but the prince of Las Nevadas(Quackity) has a secret that he is hiding from the prince of L'manberg (Wilbur)