Gifts for ghastly_scripts
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trip down the road, walking you home, you kiss me at your door by Anonymous for ghastly_scripts
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
22 Jun 2025
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Coffee was always his first warning that Wilbur had entered his apartment, since the Nephilim always made a beeline for the pot before anything else, including saying hi to his boyfriend.
He supposed he couldn't complain, though, since he'd bought the coffee machine specifically for Wilbur, to supplement the obscene amount of the stuff he drank on a daily basis. When Quackity had lived alone, he used to simply summon (steal) cups from the cafe down the street, but Wilbur had insisted that he couldn't let the Law be broken right under his nose, and so they were in need of something to fill that gap.
He did wish that he'd get morning cuddles first, though. If he wanted to cling to his wonderfully tall boyfriend *now*, he'd have to get all the way out of bed, wander down to the kitchen, and by the time he was there and caffeinated, he would've lost the morning sleepiness that let him sleep in til noon.
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My first foray into Quackbur, featuring domestic fluff, wing preening and cuddling o7
Title from 'Wish you were sober' by Conan Gray, purely because the other oneshot in the same universe uses a lyric from it too o7
Series
- Part 8 of MCYTBLR AU Fest 2025 collection (:
- Part 1 of Shadowhunter Crossover
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Hold your Breath (to Spite the Air) by Anonymous for ghastly_scripts
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
21 Jun 2025
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"Took you long enough." Quackity doesn't take Wilbur's hand right away, leaving his own folded neatly behind his back. Let him squirm. Make him think I brought him all the way over here just to turn him down. As funny as that would be, Q is far too excited for this dance to halt its progress.
Wil scowls at him through his eyelashes, keeping his chin down as per the custom of the request. "Do you want to dance or not?" he spits.
Oh, Quackity is going to enjoy this. He matches Wil's bow with one of his own, bringing his face inches from Wil's. "I thought you'd never ask," he coos with the most mischievous smile he can manage.
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i noticed a distinct lack of dancing fics in the fandom, and said "fine I'll do it myself" thanos style
in which quackity dares wilbur to tango with him and wilbur begrudgingly accepts.