#tntduo conversing

[kinoko-kingdom-kinhelp]

this is all the discourse interact you're getting from us. we are a pro scitties account.

#Wilbur speaks #SCITTIES. TOP TEXT BOTTOM TEXT WHITE IMPACT FONT BLACK OUTLINE. #SCITTIES. #tntduo conversing

[septic-salad]

They're delivery rivals your honor.

#im losing it. #theyre conversing ong #ill post more depending on how well this does 🤭 #quackity #dream smp fanart #wilbur soot #quackity dsmp #quackity fanart #c!quackity #wilbur dream smp #revivebur #wilbur dsmp #c!wilbur #tntduo #my art #dsmp au #dream smp au #delivery au

[werenotacoupleyesyouare]

I think one of the most important aspects of the c!tntduo dynamic is that at the end of the day, they’re both just a couple of losers

#that and also the fact that they are inherently silly when they’re happy #they will have philosophical conversations but neither of them rlly knows what they’re saying #the phrases Tntduo are two very complex characters who have a lot of hurt and introspective skills #and #sometimes two girls should get to just be silly together #can and SHOULD coexist #thank you for coming to my ted talk #also this is not directed at anyone that’d be weird im just thinking about them #tnt duo #tntduo #tntblr #c!quackity #c!wilbur

[ctntduoarchive]

haven't seen anyone post what Tallulah said post properly speaking with q!quackity.... so here they are 🫶

heres what she said immediately after talking with q!quackity

Sign 1: my heart just shattered a little bit

then q!phil asks what they actually spoke about and heres her response!

Sign 1: he said he pretty much liked the kind words but he cannot

Sign 2: say how he feels about him yet unless he comes back

Sign 3: which is valid, you cannot force feelings, on the long rn

Sign 4: it will be really negative if that happens and I want the

Sign 5: best for him, Mr. Quackity, and myself

and here are two more signs from a minute later! i've seen this pair posted (because of tallulah's lovejoyisms) but it changes the context when you realize this is right after speaking with q!quackity.......

Sign 1: I just want a family (like my papa), how can I be so loved

Sign 2: yet so alone? :(

#tntduo #<- thats a big part of their conversation #tallulah #qsmp #q!quackity #i just hadnt seen this anywhere LOL i only found out when watching phil's vod #this is for people who haven't seen these :)

[fullcirclehuh]

wait slime and Mariana literally gamed the court case. That was the best possible outcome they could've gotten and it wasnt even one of the original options

#like. they got juanaflippa back even though neither of them got sacrificed. they won #love/burning hatred wins! #for an incredibly dysfunctional family they sure do get shit done #qsmp #el Mariana #charlie slimecicle #they cant have a civil conversation but they can game the whole justice system without even trying. just w the sheer force of their bs #never on the same page except when it's time to break out of jail together #cant agree on how to raise a kid except that it should water clutch and have a gun #incredible #it really is tntduo for the Joker

[lunelicmoone]

the wilbur stream earlier was just tntduoers gaining win after win tbh

#tntduo #cc!tntduo #like q confirmed going to the la lovejoy gig. #getting a tntduo stream PERIOD. #post wine stream stories. #them having the stupidest fucking bit (quackity's conversation topics + the house talk) #tntduoers NEVER LOSE I TELL YOU. NEVER.

[francium-hydroxide]

AND HE'S RIGHT. give up for quackity for singlehandedly defending all the c!tntduo truthers

#this was regarding the c!tntduo question asked at the panel during vidcon #id like to imagine how drastically the conversation would have shifted if he was at the panel #tntduo #dream smp #wilbur soot #quackity #tntblr #wilbur would be going on about pyscho competitiveness while quackity would be shaking his head

[cquackity]

do you think they could've resolved their issues if they met up?

well i think that not everything would've been resolved in a single conversation. there's a lot of shit between those two. but it would've been a really good start for them to at least be on okay terms with each other. which is literally all i ever wanted for those two. in a perfect reality to me the las nevadas finale would've happened prior to boundless sands. and c!tntduo talked to each other sitting in one of the craters that dotted las nevadas. c!quackity as of the las nevadas finale has a new perspective and it could've been so so interesting to see them meet in the middle there. setting aside what happened and moving toward their respective goals with the knowledge that neither continues to carry any ill will toward the other

#saying a finale where they part ways without speaking works is copium to me #like it just Doesnt work for them. not really. lets be serious. #those two have ran circles around each other the entirety of the fucking smp so much stems from their dynamic #the LEAST we could've had is a conversation 😭😭 #bare fucking minimum i can't even have that as a dsm.p fan #Cant even see cwilbur get his ass chewed out over being american i get nothing. #thes answers #c!tntduo

[embv]

call me the king of turning batshit banter into angst ‘cause look at this shit

#my post #they went from talking about tntduo /r and cq being jealous of cdream for going on a date with cwil #to cq bitterly reminding ctommy that he’s doomed himself to spend eternity with his abuser <3 #fun times #this is a TBD conversation tho tbh #like this might go in but it also might not. and it needs a little bit of cleaning up #it just kind of exists ‘cause i got carried away #the mood shift is a Little abrupt but i just kinda wanted to get the conversation written and over with #and needed to bring it to a close

[elquacktism]

hi guys tntduo lawyer au which the lore only lives in me and my friend's head only, also im gonna retype the notes cause i have shitty handwriting and cant fit everything on it (under cut)

big spoon little spoon : they switch around sometimes but wilbur likes to be in quackity's arms cause hes warmer

lending clothes : Q's clothes dont fit on wilbur but it makes a banger croptop

pet names : Q uses pet names in private settings, he uses "mi vida, mi cielo, babe, honey" Wilbur uses them whenever and it flusters Q and he also uses way too many variants but sometimes try to use pet names in spanish and it endears Q (he also looks up pet names in dutch and french to use and it makes Q flustered even if hes bad at pronouncing it)

affection through actions/words : Wilbur would mention an item that he thinks is cool casually in a conversation then the next morning find said item on his bed side table

confesses first/waits for confession : canonically backfired on wil cause he accidentally drops it during a fight and Q was just not ready and it lead to their big falling out (during college cause they were roomates and bla bla lore stuff)

drives/cant drive : Q owns those fancy old cars cause he thinsk theyre neat but wil uses public transport

cooking : theyre both ok at cooking just knowing the basic stuff with Q having a slight advantage

PDA : theyre eh would rather not but with the exception of hand holding and cheek kisses that wilbur does and Q jjust kinda got used to it

overprotective/chill going : theyre both lowkey overprotective and wilbur would threaten someone if they hurt Q (cause hes older and he doesnt like to see Q hurt or sad) but Quackity would straight up square up for wil

relationship experience : Q being married to schlatt and wilbur dating sally but they also dated other people in the past to try and move on from the other

drinks to not think about the other wilbur and overworks to not think about the other quackity (just an addition cause cant forget the fact that wil is an alcoholic lol)

original template

#tntduo #tntduo fanart #quackity #quackity fanart #wilbur soot #wilbur soot fanart #my ocs #jk #dsmp fanart #qsmp fanart #tnt lawyer au

[crimeboys]

monsterloot fic masterpost

multi-chapter

ignite the light: dsmp, canon divergence/reincarnation au/political drama, techno-centric sbi, where technoblade is new in town and everyone keeps trying to make his day worse (6/14 chapters)

the sun was sinking: dsmp, superhero au, tommy-centric crimeboys + discduo, where tommy has been taken by dream to become the best hero the city has ever seen but keeps having dreams about a man he doesn't know but could swear he does (4/?? chapters)

washed up: dsmp, modern au, wilbur-centric tntduo + crimeboys, where wilbur and tommy are washed up actors and quackity is wilbur's long-suffering agent trying to move them along (4/?? chapters)

ache performing apathy: dsmp, modern au, wilbur-centric sbi, where semi-estranged wilbur comes to his father for help without actually asking for it and finds a whole new family has been created in his place (1/?? chapters)

canon oneshot

it's nice to be wanted (2.8k): dsmp, pre-prison break, techno-centric peerpressureduo, where technoblade and michael meet for the first time

nothing is wrong, all of the time (3.8k): dsmp, exile snapshot, tommy-centric discduo, where dream shares a secret with tommy

26 going on 40 (4.7k): dsmp, post-inconsolable differences, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur has lost track of the days and tommy reminds him

your world and mine (1.7k): osmp, vaguely in s3, jack-centric rocketduo, where jack gets a wetsuit that lets him visit niki

crime and peace (1.8k): dsmp, post-inconsolable differences, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur and tommy have a not-so candid conversation about burgers

oh, how i want to be free (24.2k): dsmp, post-prison break timeloop, tubbo-centric cabinetduo + beeduo, where tubbo gets trapped in a timeloop and finds it's not all that different than before

the original and best (of men) (1.8k): dsmp, post-boundless sands, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur is in utah and haunted by the things he left behind

has the moon lost her memory? (4.4k): dsmp, post-nuke finale, crimeboys-centric crimeboys, where three guys visit a gas station and wilbur doesn't understand why tommy doesn't recognize him

best friends (1.6k): dsmp, post-prison break, tommy-centric clingyduo, where tommy visits a sick friend

a good pillow (3k): dsmp, post-prison break, techno-centric emerald duo, where steve is mad at technoblade and phil clowns him for it

our Love is God (354 words): dsmp, poem, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur haunts a body that is a country that is a brother

squeeze (3.2k): dsmp, post-inconsolable differences, wilbur-centric sand duo, where wilbur tells phil about leaving, tommy, and how those are connected

we're not getting better (1.6k): dsmp, post-tubbo apology, tommy-centric clingyduo, where tommy and tubbo discuss wilbur

moderation (8.1k): dsmp, post-boundless sands/the end of las nevadas, quackity-centric viceduo, where quackity thinks wilbur is dead and he and tommy decide to drink about it

in the middle (1k): dsmp, set vaguely before inconsolable differences, technoblade-centric bedrock bros, where technoblade and tommy find reconciliation through breakfast

buzz (1.4k): dsmp, set during burger arc before ho16, tubbo-centric cabinetduo, where tubbo and quackity talk about love

three-man operation (4.2k): dsmp, set vaguely sometime after bust, tommy-centric benchtrio, where tommy, tubbo, and ranboo decide to go sledding so of course a heist must occur first

(and burst) (4.1k): dsmp, post-boundless sands, continuation of “squeeze”, tommy-centric angelduo, where tommy talks to phil about wilbur leaving

au oneshot

they can't take the sky (4.2k): dsmp, zombie apocalypse au, wilbur-centric crimeboys + quirkyduo, where a paranoid wilbur struggles in the apocalypse and saves a couple of teenagers who return the favor

something like revival (10k): dsmp, modernish paranormal au, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur and tommy were friends one day brothers the next and now try to make a life in an apartment that may or may not be haunted

flying (3.6k): dsmp, circus au, tina-centric tinarose, where tina is in love with the circus flyer but knows that the job will always come first for hannah

everything you hid inside (23.6k): dsmp, modern + powers au, wilbur-centric sbi, where wilbur secretly has reality warping powers he refuses to use and then he gets deliriously sick

maybe the path is gory (whatever it takes) (6.4k): dsmp, zombie apocalypse au, quackity-centric las nevadas, where quackity will do whatever it takes to make las nevadas great

blood and cigarettes (10.9k): dsmp, vampire + fae au, wilbur-centric tntduo, where it is the 1800s and wilbur is trying to kill the local priest

close your eyes (4.2k): dsmp, hunger games au, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur tries to give tommy a moment of peace in the middle of the games

the brains of this operation (3k): dsmp, zombie apocalypse au, same universe as "they can't take the sky", tubbo-centric fireflyduo, where tubbo and dream discuss the ways they are similar

as my eyes shut (3.5k): dsmp, hannibal au, wilbur-centric tntduo, where wilbur is having a breakdown and makes impulsive decisions to gain some feeling of control

two guards (1.2k): dsmp, modern au, cabinetduo, where quackity and tubbo are hosting a funeral

the dark of our graves (4.2k): dsmp, hunger games au, same universe as “close your eyes”, wilbur-centric tntduo, where wilbur and quackity dig a grave

neither of us will be missed (23.4k): dsmp, modern minecraft/post-exile au, wilbur-centric crimeboys, where wilbur is a police officer investigating tommy innit for the murder of dream

break me, i am bread (15.3k): dsmp, royalty au, wilbur-centric tntduo, where wilbur is marrying sally, in love with quackity, and terrified of disappointing his father who doesn’t appear onscreen once

#text post #mine #my writing #dsmp #dsmp fics #longpost #some of these descriptions aren't great but i can't remember what the old post said #also im aware that post is out there Somewhere #but i dont know where and im not digging through anyones blog to find it lmao

[kinoko-kingdom-kinhelp]

This blog is run by two mods! We are Mod Quackity and Mod Wilbur.

Mod Quackity has a high activity on this blog while Mod Wilbur has low blog activity. keep this in mind when asking for things only Wilbur can do.

We use the tag #tntduo conversing when we’re chatting to each other over the blog!

Mod Quackity can do:

stimboards! (may take time.)

moodboards/aesthetic boards!

playlists!

shufflemancies!

tarot readings!

doodles! (may take time.)

Mod Wilbur can do:

comfort kits!

character letters!

neopronouns!

moodboards!

kin callouts! (IDK what else to call it. gimme a kin or few from a source I know well and I'll just call you out on it. Just some good fun I guess! People have liked it before ^^;;; /lh)

icons! (1 per request!)

Things we do not allow here include:

Syscourse, ableism, bullying, racism, homophobia or transphobia. If you’re a decent person, we don’t really mind what you identify with.

If you don’t know if a source is allowed, just ask! We do mostly minecraft requests.

JOIN OUR KINNIE, SYSTEM FRIENDLY SERVER!

#quackity speaks #wilbur speaks #dsmp kin #kin requests #kin aesthetic #dreamsmp kin #mod quackity #mod wilbur #tntduo conversing

[sootsz]

“you shit flowers and smell like perfume” is such a thing to say but just average tntduo conversation

#yeah sure why not #quackity #Wilbur soot #wine stream #live-blogging #^-^

[ctntduoarchive]

that was not going the way i was expecting

#they were having like. a serious conversation and then???? #cwilbur what is wrong with you king #tntduo #quackbur

[leolingo]

kit’s ao3 index

navigation page to compile some of my published works, for easy access <3

QSMP

dream sweet of me: [spiderbit / 3k words / M] civilian/supervillain au :3 [2/4]

curious, furious (i feel alone): [jaiden & spreen (gen) / 2k words / T] relationship study. spreen and jaiden have a conversation after bobby dies. [1/1]

fluorescent orange tulips: [spiderbit / 1k words / T] a day in the life! [1/1]

cover me in roses: [spiderbit / 2k / M] cellbit and roier claim a moment for themselves in purgatory. [1/1]

doce vampiro: [elquackbit / 4k words / M] the same moment through two different povs. cellbit and elquackity reflect about each other, what they know and what they can no longer remember. [2/2]

the design of the two-minded creature: [jaiden & roier & cellbit (gen) / 2k words / M (+graphic violence)] life in purgatory, bloodlust and the sensibility despite. [1/1]

poem of the end: [spiderbit / 3k / T] two conversations in the fear room, two weeks apart. [1/2]

overexposure: [fitpac / 1k / T] slice of life in a zombie apocalypse [1/1 — for fitpac week]

(under the cut: dsmp fics and discontinued works that i still like)

DSMP

wishbone: [tntduo / 3k words / M] my first ever mcrp fic! hurt/comfort + tending to injuries trope set in las nevadas, post-revival [one-shot]

landscape with the fall of icarus: [tntduo / 2k words / M] canon divergence: a better world in which these two got to talk before c!wilbur left. more of a relationship study [one-shot]

where do i begin?: [tommy & tubbo & quackity + tommy & wilbur (gen) / 5k words / T] apocalyptic au. hard to explain..... wilbur is a fallen angel and the others are human in the midst of a biblical apocalypse. [one-shot]

stages of stellar evolution: [tntduo / 7k / T] baseball au! my favorite niche au... written like an epistolary (prose intertwined with various documents and other unconventional texts :) [2/?]

the super-human series: [tommy-centric + gen / 7k / M] series of snapshots from a superheroes/superpowers universe. originally for whumptober 2022 [3/?]

#been wanting to make a post like this for a while #:D #ill update as i go #mine #qsmp #dsmp #fic rec #my works

[alienwritestoo]

TntDuo Reunion

A revived man strolls idly through Las Nevadas, gut swirling with anticipation as he weaves into late night casino crowds.

“Wilbur?” Quackity appears from around the corner. “Hey man, good to see you!” His gold tooth glints falsely with a welcoming grin. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, you know, I was just…” Wilbur trailed off with sarcastic sheepishness, looking at the man. “In the area.”

“Uh huh, right. In the area.” Quackity shakes his head, head ducking with disbelief. “You’re a funny guy, Wilbur.”

“Glad you noticed.” The revived man teases.

Quackity only hums in response. He stands with his hands in his pockets, stance wide (ready for a fight).

Wilbur appraises the shorter man before him, taking in the worn beanie stuffed onto his head sticking out like a sore thumb compared to the pristine state of his suspenders. It was the same blue hat after all these years. His posture was more slouched than it had been when Wilbur saw him last, straining under the weight of a long presidency.

He decides to continue to play their game of rivals, until he could introduce a new (and better) one.

“I see you kept the sunglasses I gave you.” He gestures at the pair of brilliant red and gold-rimmed frames on Quackity’s face.

“I like to hold onto nice things.”

“That’s a pretty pair if I do say so myself.” Wilbur agrees. “I never told you this, but I actually bought them with you in mind.”

“Oh really?” Quackity’s tone is monotone, gaze cold.

“Really,” The revived man continues. “They’re much too fancy for a man like me. Much better suited for the President of Las Nevadas.” Wilbur gestures at the skyscrapers surrounding them, the needle towering above.

“Well I agree with you, Wilbur.” A smile stretches across the casino master’s face like cutting glass. “Maybe I should continue to hold onto them since I’m that well suited.”

Typically at this point, Wilbur would be expected to scowl or to ‘break character’ away from their charade of friendliness. Anger would feed anger, passion with passion, and they would leave this conversation both viscerally unsatisfied- as their twin black holes would continue to suck away at any chance of happiness between them and others in their lives.

Wilbur wants to try something new.

“I want you to, they’re a gift. And besides.” Wilbur pauses with uncharacteristic nervousness. “I thought that you should have something to remember me by when I-”

“When you left.” Quackity finishes for him with flint in his voice.

“Yeah, when I left.”

A tumbleweed blows in the background.

“You fucking suck, Wilbur.” The words came out with spitting, and this isn’t how Wilbur wanted this to go.

“... Yeah.” He deserves Quackity’s anger.

Quackity storms to him and fists his shirt. His singular eye flashes with rage. “You left Tommy!”

Wilbur stared at him sadly.

“You-” He yanks him down. “Have so much to answer for. You think a fucking pair of sunglasses is good enough for leaving without saying anything?” He yanks him harshly. “And don’t even get me started on what you did to Tommy. He came straight here after you ditched him for Utah.” 

“I couldn’t be around him anymore.” Wilbur admits. 

“What the fuck?” Quackity said with eyebrows pinching. His eyes flash with the start of understanding, hands shaking. “That’s fucking bullshit! You’re basically his-”

“Yeah… I know.”

Quackity’s grip tightens around the lapels of Wilbur’s coat, face twisting unhappily. Wilbur doesn’t hide, letting him observe his unresisting figure.

“I abandoned him. My loyal, dutiful soldier who looked at me like I held the universe in the palm of my hand.” A rueful smile curls his lips, filled with self-hatred. “Tell me Quackity, what happens when someone gives you that level of trust, who cares so much about your good opinion of them that they’re willing to do whatever it takes to be in your good graces?” 

The shorter man’s hold stays firm, eyes glinting with flinty accusation. “I wouldn’t know.”

“I think you do.” Wilbur’s figure is unresistant in the other’s grasp. “Tommy needed to learn how to live for himself. But even more, Quackity-'' He straightens in his old enemy’s hold. “If I stayed, I would never get to be the good guy in his story.” An unspoken addition passes between their locked gazes.

Quackity lets him go harshly, backing away a few steps and eying him wearily. “Why are you here, Wilbur?”

“To say hello.” Wilbur puts his hands in his pockets. “I wanted to see if the year I was gone was kinder to you.” They both knew it was not, but he didn’t dare to say anything.

“...Congratulations, you saw me.” Quackity spits out. “Now leave my fucking country before I make you.”

Wilbur observes the beanie starting to tilt onto the side of Quackity’s head, dark circles etched into his skin. The revived man pulls out his carton of smokes and pulls out a piece of gum, extending an olive branch as he offers the stick to him.

The president of Las Nevadas glares at the offered gum. 

“It’s bubblegum.” Wilbur says helpfully.

Quackity stares at it for a moment before reluctantly taking the stick and unwrapping it. “What the fuck. Where did you put your smokes?”

“Threw them away.” Wilbur states around his gum.

Quackity scoffs. “Yeah right.”

Wilbur steps forward into his space, grabbing Quackity’s worn hand and bringing it over to the carton.  His finger taps the brand, a blue and red poker chip that is worn and scratched. “This is the last box I ever bought.” 

Quackity takes the carton and fingers the dents and aged cardboard. The color of his eyes burn in a way that makes Wilbur want to open his skull and peer into the flames. A few fragile heartbeats pass between them.

“Got rid of them after the first two weeks of working at a gas station.” Wilbur supplies, watching for Quackity’s reaction. “My manager got nicotine patches. Nicoderm at first, the highest dose, until I weaned off of it and wore the occasional home-brew patch she concocts in her lab.”

“You guys had a drug van?” Quackity asks, not moving away from the revived man’s grip.

“More like a rusty recovery shack funded by local addicts.” Wilbur adds.

“You’re kidding me.” Quackity guffawed. His reaction makes a small smile twitch on the revived man’s face. “What are the odds, man. Some things never change.” 

“What can I say, Quackity.” The name passes through his mouth reverently. “An old dog doesn’t learn new tricks to change the way it bites.”

“No way, shut up.” Quackity’s eyes lighten for the first time in their encounter. “You actually did it again?”

“Helped her set up the lab and her first customer.” Wilbur agrees easily. “Though I try to not get on vegan burger duty.”

“Why, cause your burgers are shit?”

Wilbur smirks back. “If Salt Lake City got a taste, the repressed bastards would never let me leave.”

“Utah doesn’t get to have an opinion on food.” Quackity retorts. “And my actually still-running restaurant would one hundred percent wipe yours.”

“It’s had a year to thrive without my interference.” Wilbur draws away, pocketing his carton of gum. “Though I wouldn’t say no to trying one, just to be sure it's up to par with mine.”

“Whatever you say, asshole.” Quackity rolls his eyes before grabbing the revived man’s sleeve (his short stature making it look comically childish) and dragging him away to the diner the block down. “We’re also selling milkshakes now, by the way.”

“I’m lactose intolerant, Quackity.”

“...No you’re not.”

“...”

“Wait really?”

A smile spreads across Wilbur’s face.

“Jerk.”

Quackity later moves a chef aside (only because it's 3pm and business is slow) to make a vegan burger for Wilbur, who only interferes to add in two splashes of paprika to his patty. And then some chopped onions, and a little Rosemary. Another patty ends up in there at some point as well, resulting in a meal they cooked together.

They eat their vegan burgers and split a strawberry shake between them.

Wilbur chucks a fry at Quackity’s serious face.

“Two can play at that, asshole.” Quackity dips a fry in ketchup and smears a glob onto his old rival’s forehead.

“I have been blessed by Prime.” Wilbur reaches blindly to smear a ketchup dick onto his forehead. “Take me to the nearest priest, Quackity, I’m the next Grilled Cheezus.”

“Not if that's how you treat Ketchup.”

Wilbur shrugs before sitting back down. “Maybe Prime's into that. Say Quackity, if I'm a holy relic, am I unbanned from your country?”

“Your ban's just been doubled.”

“I was hoping you’d reconsider now that I am showing humble patronage to the local church.”

“I don’t let dicks into my country.” Quackity flicks the symbol on Wilbur's head.

Wilbur hums, face slightly warm at the contact. “You know, I’m not sure where we should go for our next date then.”

“Go next?” Quackity’s forehead furrows with confusion. “Did you just say date?”

Wilbur’s eyes widened at the slip of his tongue. “Or whatever you want it to be.” He blunders helplessly as his throat closes briefly.

Quackity’s eyes narrow with suspicion. “I'd rather know what you wanted it to be.”

The revived man pauses, scratching his neck. “Well, I’ve moved back permanently so I thought…”

Quackity leans back, scoffing. “What, we could have another little get together so you could manipulate your way back into my good graces?”

Wilbur resists the urge to roll his eyes. The safe route would be to fall right back into their old dynamic of biting words and charged rivalry. It would feel safer, and easier on the both of them. But that wasn’t

The smaller man rolls his eyes. “You expect me to believe that?”

Wilbur puts down his burger, appetite lost. “Quackity, do you want to know the truth?”

Quackity eyes him wearily, gaze hardening at the lack of Wilbur willing to play their game. “What is it?”

“I came here to start over with you. Not because of any sort of guilt really, or to make up for leaving.” Wilbur admits. He exhales resolutely. “There’s always been something between us, and I want to know what it is.”

The president of Las Nevadas’ eyebrows raise. “Wilbur, you want to sleep with me?”

Wilbur steals the shake back. That side of him is a whole can of worms he doesn’t want to open tonight. “Would you believe me if I said I just want to get to know you better?”

“We’ve known each other for years.” Quackity folds his arms. “I’m not hanging out with you for that reason.”

“What’s your favorite color?” Wilbur suddenly asks. “What do you do when you’re stressed, or really fucking happy?”

“Yellow, smoking, and smoking on The Needle.” Quackity deadpans. “So now that I answered your inane question, are we done?”

“I particularly like blue on stormy days.” Wilbur supplies instead of acknowledging his question. “And sometimes when I’m stressed, I chew gum and stick it under Tommy’s bench to piss him off. I haven’t felt happy in years.”

“Wow.” Quackity reacts genuinely, reluctantly intrigued. “Did Tommy find out?”

“Shroud caught me. Clever little kid bribed me for free cookies for a month.” Wilbur answers with a small laugh. He eyes his companion. “Why the Needle?”

“It's my pride and joy.” Quackity answers like it’s obvious. “Represents where I started, and lets me see 360 degrees what I’ve accomplished since.”

Wilbur raises their milkshake. “And what an accomplishment you’ve made, getting these onto the menu.”

“You... do like strawberry.” Quackity admits. 

“Anything fruit.” Wilbur agrees, secretly pleased Quackity remembered his sweets preference. “I have a soft spot for any of the reds. Strawberry, cherry, pomegranate, anything of the sort. I also like long walks on the beach, Guuci, and the attention of a certain little man in front of me.”

“Little, huh." Quackity laughs incredulously. "Wow and I thought you wanted to be friends again.”

“I'd like that a lot, Quackity.” Wilbur realizes confidently as he says the words. 

"...” Quackity looks away to hide his face.

“Really.” Wilbur pushes his shake over to Quackity. “I’ll even share my shake with you.”

“Wow, exclusive shake privileges from the Wilbur Soot. I’m honored.” Quackity composes himself and takes a long sip.

“Sufficiently bribed, I hope.” Wilbur pretends he isn't looking at him hopefully.

Quackity snorted and continued to suck on the straw. “I own this place.”

Wilbur hums, smiling at him fondly. “Fair enough.” He straightens in the booth as an idea pops into his head. “Say, Quackity, what is your least favorite hobby?” 

“Fishing and hanging out with you. Why?”

Wilbur smirks. “Lets fish and spar.”

“Spar?” Quackity scoffed. “Now why the hell would I do that?”

“Because it's my least favorite thing to do.” Wilbur drops, standing up while grabbing the last fry. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”

“I never agreed to- hey!” Quackity protests as Wilbur walks out the door, waving behind him. He sits down, shaking his head with a smile of disbelief and sparkling eyes. “Man, what the hell is wrong with this guy.”

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