Made on: 18th of December 2021
Published: 1st of January 2022 (yeah yeah I know, my motivation went 📉)
Suggested: alienluver123
TW: heavily implied past s/h, the first half of the story has some negative thoughts before the fluff so you can skip to the ---- if you don't wanna read it <33
alsooo, quackity has small yellow wings because he is a ducky boi
Quackity huffed as he looked at himself in the mirror, bringing one of his hands up to his face, poking at his cheeks and rubbing gently at the forming eyebags, not at all pleased with how he looked.
He looked like he was just absolutely dragged through hell and back, maybe it was the fact that Karl and Sapnap hadn't laid on top of him and cuddled him like they usually did in the morning, or because his coffee was colder than usual, or maybe it's because his favourite hoodie is getting kinda small, or that his beanie fell off his head when he was looking outside and now it needs to be washed.
He didn't exactly know which one ruined his day but he knows that he just wants it to go away, it's even been like this for the past week or so.
He's not even sure why he's in the bathroom, he knows that being in the bathroom is dangerous, especially when he feels bad...but he doesn't know why he just decided to walk in. It feel so weird to have such icky urges (Karl decided to call them that).
He tips his head back and take a deep breath in and slowly releases it, it takes so much of his strength to not cry right then and there. But he doesn't cry, surprisingly.
He looks at himself in the mirror, wipes away the tears that were forming in his eyes and tries to smile a little bit, or at least think of some good things that happened today.
This ain't working.
Quackity resigned himself to simply pulling down his sleeves just a bit more, hating the way that the fabric slightly slipped off of his shoulder, he just wanted to hide his whole torso. Is that too much to ask?
He guesses he'll have to borrow some of Karl's shirts to make up for it, sucks.. he was really trying to enjoy some of the few shirts he had bought for himself.
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Sapnap giggled as he felt Karl kissed him on the cheek, laying on the piece that you laid your arm on top of, back being arched in a strange way as Karl laid on top of him.
"Stoppppp,"
Sapnap whined, pushing Karl off of him and hitting him lightly on the shoulder, only for him to kiss it better a few seconds later when he saw that Karl was starting to mildly frown.
"You know where Quack is? I thought we were gonna binge squid game?"
Karl asked, tilting his head to the side like a puppy as he looked at Sapnap, silently asking if plans had changed without him knowing.
Sapnap only shook his head, his forming bangs shifting slightly. A frown also began to appear clearly on his face, beginning to get up and dust himself off.
"I'll check on him, you go and get gummies and some popcorn."
Sapnap patted the top of Karl's head as he proceeded to walk away and into the upstairs, where their bedrooms were.
He hummed to himself mindlessly as he walked up to their shared bedroom, stopping in his tracks as he heard quite a bit of fumbling from behind the door.
"Quacks! You okay in there?"
Sapnap called out, hand resting on the doorknob as he waited for a response, ready to burst in there if he needed help.
"Yea I'm good! Just this stupid hoodie won't go over my wings!"
Quackity responded, and Sapnap proceeded to hear more aggressive squirms, a fond smile coming across his face as he tried to open the door, only to find it was locked.
"Can I come in?"
"Nahhh, I got it. I'll be out in like five minutes,"
Quackity wiped off Sapnap's worries clean as he walked away, reassured that Quackity was fine, well as fine as he could've been.
Sapnap breathed out a sigh or relief as he walked back downstairs, sweetly walking behind where Karl was stood at the kitchen counter, scaring him slightly.
"How's Quack?"
"He's fine, his wings are just making it hard to put on a shirt,"
"If he steals another one of my shirts I swear-"
Sapnap and Karl continued their banter as they finally got back into the living room, perking up like happy puppies when they heard footsteps coming from upstairs.
"Quackkkkk!"
Karl happily strung his arm out for Quackity to grab onto as he slung the other one over the back of the couch, Sapnap mirroring his excitement clearly.
"Yea yea, I have arrived idiots."
Quackity waved them off as he plopped himself down on the couch, immediately adjusting himself so that his head was laid on top of Sapnap's lap, feet comfortably propped up on top of Karl's lap.
"Woww, using us as a couch?"
Sapnap rolled his eyes as he saw the way that Quackity flipped up the middle finger, only to have it slapped away by Karl.
Karl's hand rested comfortably on Quackity's knee as he leaned over to grab the remote to start the show, everyone being peacefully unaware of how badly this would affect Quackity.
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They weren't even done with episode one and Quackity felt like he was about to gouge out his eyes, he knew that there was gonna be gore but he was expecting more so softer gore. He didn't really know what he expected exactly, but it certainly wasn't this.
His wings were curled up against his back, as if they were trying to hide. A slight layer of tears pooling in his eyes as he shifted around, acting as if he was uncomfortable in the positioning as a way to hide his tears.
He watched around and his heart dropped as he saw the way that his loves were so enamored by the show, and he felt like he prefer to just curl up and die if he even hinted that he wanted to stop watching.
They had been looking forward to this all week, especially since Quackity had a depressive episode that lasted the entire week, leading them to feel a bit separated and this was supposed to bring them together. But Quackity couldn't help but feel further away.
It wasn't long before Karl had caught on, only catching a glimpse of his tears once he leaned forward for another gummy, immediately notifying Sapnap about it as they proceeded to pause the show and pay attention to their baby.
"You okay ducky?"
Sapnap propped up his thighs so that he could try to cradle Quackity's head, hearing Karl shuffle closer so that he could also get a view, now being shoulder to shoulder with Sapnap as he rested a hand onto his tummy.
"'course not dummy,"
Quackity joked, a single tear escaping the ever growing pool in his eyes and sliding down his temple, being with the way that he was still laying down, his poor attempt at relieving the tense atmosphere proving to be fruitless.
"Wanna take off the show love? We don't have to watch it if you don't wanna,"
Karl smiled as Quackity simply nodded, glad that he wasn't trying to put up a fight.
Sapnap frowned as he thought of ways to try and help, though he wasn't the most emotionally competent he still felt as if he should be helping in some sort of way. He slid a hand under Quackity's knees and simply pulled them up to his chest, propping up Quackity against his chest as he leaned onto it.
Karl was now sat to the side of them, hands being intertwined with both of them as he tried to worm out Quackity's worries.
"Wanna tell us love?"
Karl asked, a slight panic pooling in his stomach as he saw the way that Quackity's lips separated and his breathing got heavier. Though the sentence was vague, Quackity knew exactly what they were talking about.
He pulled himself together as he realized that he was just sitting there, lacing his hand with Sapnap as he talked.
"Meh, the people dying and the blood were what set me off I guess."
The answer was purposefully as dry as he could've made it as he tried to vividly describe what had triggered him.
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They sat in a comfortable silence as they waited for someone to break the slight tension that was forming in the room, everyone could feel it but no one was brave enough to ever point it out.
Quackity almost fell asleep but he was metaphorically shook awake by the sound of Kar and Sapnap whispering to themselves, their voices and intentions weren't clear at all however.
"Whatcha guys doingggg,"
The anxiety in his stomach almost bubbled over as he heard the whispers instantly stopped, the only thing stopping it from pouring over the restraints was the way that Sapnap was playing with his hair.
"Can you sit up love?"
Karl asked, wondering if their plan would be too much for Quackity to handle. Even if he acted as if he could take on any sort of affection they throw at him, they knew that he crumbles at the smallest touch.
"Uhhh, sure I guess."
Quackity shuffled upwards and instantly felt Sapnap kiss his left cheek while Karl kissed his right, the sensation of his two favourite people's lips causing his brain to overheat.
He was practically in a daze to the point where he didn't even feel the way that they were now kissing the past scars on his arms.
When he was snapped back into reality, he almost instantly pulled them away just to store them back into the loads of fabric that was so familiar before he felt a slightly tight grip onto his wrist, it was Karl.
It was both comforting and unusual to see Karl like this, he's used to Sapnap being all serious and having that firm look in his eyes (He was more upfront with his feelings) but Karl always had that sort of floaty feeling about him, so seeing him looking as if he was anchored to the ground made him freeze up.
"Let us do this for you love,"
He almost snickered at the way that it sounded so stupid, it was rude but it was true. It sounded so cliché and unoriginal, but he would be a filthy liar if he even tried to say that he hated it. It was weird, not bad, just weird.
He shrugs as he lets them cover his skin with a myriad of kisses, feeling each inch of his exposed skin be kissed as if he was made of glass, as if with one wrong move he would be shattered. (They stayed away from his thighs because he has boundaries, but his entire upper half was free landscape)
If Sapnap and Karl happened to be wearing lipstick, he's sure he would be covered in stains of their makeup, all over his cheeks, arms, tummy, collarbone. Everywhere that was visible would be painted in a crimson red, or possibly a light purple, maybe even a bright burning orange. You could never be too sure.
He loved it all, even if he shivered every time they dragged a finger over the scars, or when someone would let out a puff of breath and his wings would clench up (He was very ticklish).
"We love you,"
"So so much,"
"You wouldn't even believe how much,"
"If our love was a person, they would be sooooo much taller than Ranboo"
"Besides that, you're amazing ducky,"
"Our amazing boy"
He felt as if he was on cloud nine, and he honestly wouldn't mind if he opened his eyes and saw that they were all sitting on a cloud, it would shock him for a while but as long as they were together. He will be okay...well as okay as he could ever wish to be.
Word Count: 2040
first chapter of 2022 😎