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He gasps, white hot pleasure shooting inside him and making him shudder. The pleasure is so much that before he can properly stop himself from blurting out what he’s been trying to stop himself from moaning out this whole time. With no warning, he moans out a loud drawn out “mommy!”
It’s so silent for a second you could hear a pin drop.
-- or; dazai accidentally calls kunikida mommy during sex.
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Pushing open the door, he doesn’t bother to stop the handle as it clashes against the wall. The lights flicker as he turns them on, the luminescence making his eyes burn. His retinas have gotten used to the empty darkness of his room, unable to recall the last time his curtains have been open.
Pretending that the sudden change in lighting didn't almost make him lose consciousness, he squints as he stumbles towards the drawers under the sink. He pulls it out, quickly rummaging through the small amount of trinkets before he finds what he was on this conquest for.
He pulls a wrapped blade from a small black container, the small and thin piece of metal easily bending when he presses a finger to the middle of it. He slowly unravels it, staring at the sharp blade with dull eyes as it glints while he turns it a bit.
Slowly, he takes small steps backwards until his back hits the wall, and he sinks to the ground. Unfortunately, the earth doesn’t swallow him up whole. Instead, he can feel his bones press against the rigid and cold tiles. The pain it brings him is the most he’s felt in weeks.
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or; a day in the life for dazai in the in-between years while he was underground.
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He feels the taller man pull away suddenly, and he slowly opens his eyes that he was squeezing shut to see Wilbur staring down at his crotch with a smile on his face and an eyebrow raised, “You’re seriously getting turned on by this?”
“Shut up,” Quackity hisses, crossing his arms and looking pointedly at the wall, avidly avoiding Wilbur’s gaze. “You were the one kissing my neck.”
“Well then, I guess it wouldn’t be fair to leave you hanging,” he says, leaning down once more and licking his fangs as he stares into Quackity’s wide brown eyes. “Do you live around here, darling?”
Quackity’s blinks slowly, processing the question. Is he seriously about to do this? He’s pent up, yes, but is he actually gonna have sex with a vampire he just saw murder a man with ease? The attractive, tall, intimidating, sexy vampire?
Yes. The answer is yes he is.
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or; wilbur is a vampire, quackity is just a guy and they fuck
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- Part 1 of tntduo vampire au
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none of the stars shine as bright as you by selkaei for lowqualitytobi
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP
02 Sep 2023
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“Ooookay…” he drags out his words, not believing him in the slightest. Quackity rolls his eyes in front of him, crossing his arm like a child. “What do you need then?”
“Can you take care of Tilin today? I have. A thing,” he says suspiciously, and suddenly pulls out his kid that Phil didn’t even notice was there from behind his back, holding him in front of him like you would with a cat.
He blinks slowly, looking down at Tilin who's playing with the ends of her bow and wiggling while trying to get out of Quackity’s improper hold.
‘Quackity was not meant to take care of a child…’ he thinks to himself, then stops leaning on the doorway to stand up straight. He looks back up from Tilin, and Quackity is looking at him smiling, looking like his head is completely empty. He decides he doesn't wanna ask the shorter man what his “thing” is.
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Or; Phil takes care of Tilin for the day
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i will wash your hair at night (and dry it off with care) by selkaei
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP
17 May 2023
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He glances around in the cupboards, and he sees one singular packet. Phil probably left it there while he wasn’t looking.
He makes the tea quick, and he leans on the counter slightly as he slowly sips on it. The light is illuminating the pictures on the wall, and he looks at them with a smile.
But suddenly, he hears a loud crash upstairs, followed by a cry.
He immediately feels his stomach drop. He drops the mug that was holding his tea onto the floor, ignoring the sound of glass shattering in favour of sprinting upstairs.
— or: tallulah has a nightmare
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