quackity was having one of his 'normal' nights, getting yelled at by his dad and sobbing into his pillow after. but this time, he got a call from someone trying to talk to him about something random. he cried and told his story to the person and they listened. the mystery man soon to be named as wilbur asked for quackitys number to check in everyday, and now maybe quackity has something, someone, to look forward to in life. তততততততততততত highest ranks: #4 on alexquackity #11 on karlnap #1 on quackbur

Forsaken Oneshots. Art cover made by me. WARNING: A LOT of Elliot glazing

Y/N that's you. A lazy sleepy head, who is currently on their last year of highschool. Your 18 and you got yourself a cozy apartment, and work in a grocery store. You know the basics. Life is going normal, till you get an unknown phone call. Who could it be? Warning ⚠️ -smut -Blood -Death -Bullying - Cussing _______________ This has boyxboy in it if you don't like this then you can kindly leave, instead of making me feel self conscious. Thank you. There will be lime, and lemon, and fluff included in this, and it won't be like some others, where they see each other and already start fucking no, they will at least be a build up before they get to the lime, more build up then get to the lemon, but fluff is anytime, if you have any ideas your free to tell me. Oh and this is my first book, so there will be grammar errors and spelling errors sorry 😔.