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Six years after he and Viktor part ways on antagonistic terms, Jayce wakes up in the Machine Herald’s medical clinic.
Jayce desperately wants to rub at his forehead, but the binding at his wrist stops him. He settles for squeezing his eyes shut. “Why?” he asks.
Viktor is silent for barely a moment. He says, tonelessly, “I assumed this was preferable to dying.”
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- Part 3 of assorted arcane works
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09 Oct 2025
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"You’d be my vice president!"
The guillotine struck. Wilbur nearly snapped, his mouth opening to gape at the comment and try to come up with a retort, but the only logical part of his brain managed to kick in at that moment.
Vice president? An inside into Las Nevadas? With being vice president, Wilbur could not only show up Quackity, but show him just how much better he is then him.
Wilbur, this time, accepts Quackity’s position. Not to be there for him, of course, but to gain an inside eye and the upper hand.
It goes a lot differently then Wilbur planned on it going.
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25 Feb 2024
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i'm a tsunami, baby (give into my tide) by sirenhearts
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
21 Aug 2022
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"That's not what I'm talking about," they spoke, smooth like the stones Tommy always said were good for skipping over water, then they leaned down to be eye level with him, "I'm asking what are you doing now."
"You never specified that, actually," he answered pettily, which might not have been the best course of action to do in a situation where someone was holding a knife to his throat. Wilbur did not care.
Wilbur is experiencing rough waters, and Quackity has his own rocky boat. Maybe, if they tried together, it would all become a little easier.
✩ or, wilbur is a siren who washed up, then ended up on quackity's deck, and now they both have to deal with it
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- Part 4 of smp oneshots
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07 Jan 2024
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So Quackity panics, something you shouldn't really do, but he can't help it.
Next thing he knows he's swinging the pack at the man with full force, only registering what's happened when the man's lying there on the ground. He blinks, shaking it off.
Quackity reaches for the knife, stashing it away quickly. But the man doesn't get up.
Quackity allows himself to catch his breath, still, the man doesn't get up.
'Odd.' Quackity didn't kill this person. Right. No. He doesn't know.
Or, a c!tntduo zombie apocalypse au Quackity could have left Wilbur to die, but he doesn't. That one action leads into a life he didn't think he could have at the end of the world
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“So, Big Q, what’s for dinner?” Wilbur had stretched out once settled in the passenger’s seat, boots kicked up onto the dashboard. Quackity slid into the driver’s seat and took out the keys from his pocket. After a moment, he patted the utility belt bag strapped around his thigh. Wilbur perked up immediately. He was kind of like a dog at times. A big, stinking, feral ass dog that ate his food and caused constant trouble. This was why Quackity was a cat person. “Ooh, I wonder what it could be. Maybe a can of beans? Or maybe a can of beans?”
Quackity reached inside the bag, purposely stretching out the time for dramatic effect. Wilbur had twisted around in his seat so he was facing Quackity, eyes shining from behind his cracked glasses.
“Wait, wait, wait! Lemme guess, is it…a can of beans?”
“What the fuck is with you and beans?” Quackity snickered.
When Quackity pulled his hand back out, he flipped the middle finger in Wilbur’s direction.
A zombie apocalypse fic in which Quackity is making peace with the past and Wilbur is his annoying zombie partner.