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* T'was A Dark & Stormy Night : Part 1 *

Surely he was seeing things, as Robin told him. That had changed when he'd felt someone, no something....a presence in his room late at night. Hot breath fanned over the span of the junction between his neck and shoulder, and he felt a strong clawed hand gripping his arm and holding him in place. Immediately he looked up and was met with those same wide, brown, tired-looking eyes that he had looked at only months ago. There were animalistic fangs at his neck, like something out of a movie, and Steve assumed he was having some weird, convoluted, emotional dream about a dead guy he was in love with friends with. It was fine, right? He was immediately stripped of any hope he had of it being a dream when he heard a voice that sounded somewhat like Eddie's low tone with a hint of a voice that wasn’t his.

“Hello, big boy. Missed me have you? I’ve seen you watching me…” Munson smirked, shifting his weight around Steve so that he was right next to his ear. “Waiting for me…You had some interesting times thinking about me, huh? Didn’t think you were all that into guys, Harrington…” His malevolent grin was clear in his voice, and it sent a chill through Steve, but not anywhere near the good kind.

This thing sounded like Eddie, even looked like him a bit, but there was no way he was back. He had seen Munson coughing up blood while Henderson tried desperately to get him up and out of the Upside Down. He had seen the gravestone in the cemetery. Steve was able to choke out a response, quickly enough to keep the sharp fangs that had once been at his throat away from said area.

“You’re dead. I- we saw you die. Your gravestone.” He managed, watching the creature that was Munson roll his shoulders in what seemed to be annoyance.

“You of all people should know that those stupid bats can’t kill, Stevie.” Eddie gestured at where the scars on Steve’s stomach and sides were. “All they did was nibble on me a bit, and then I became…this.” He finished, stretching out huge, bat-like wings that Steve somehow hadn’t noticed before. The stretched skin mapped between bones and sinewy muscles were shown by the light of the moon, coming in through the window in Harrington’s room. In the gentle white glow, Steve saw that it was indeed Eddie, just as he had feared. He looked almost exactly the same, and he felt the hole in his heart widen.

The guilt had plagued both him and Dustin since that day, and now it was rearing its head at an all-time high. It was as if Eddie had read his mind because Steve felt Munson’s shoulders shift and his wings were drawn back in.

“They’re hideous things, aren’t they? Shitty reminders of this whole mess.” Eddie said, sounding more like himself than he had the entire night. He had stretched them out again when Harrington had relaxed. They moved fluidly, reminding him of the dragons in campaigns Eddie had frequently talked about.

“On you, they aren’t as bad. Like a dragon, y’know?” Steve said, trying to offer him some sort of relief to cling to. He didn’t want to sound pitying but Eddie had been through some crazy shit in the past several months, and he deserved at least some semblance of reassurance. Eddie had woken Steve up, so it could’ve been the grogginess and sleep-talking, but he felt compelled to comfort him even if he was different now.

“You’re telling me this isn’t the embodiment of a blood-sucking monster from another dimension?” Eddie asked, skeptically looking at the other from where he sat.

“Well, not exactly- I mean, you’re still you. If that helps at all.” He said solemnly, trying his best to help. While he basically parented 6 children, he’d only made small improvements in dealing with their emotions, let alone his own. Hell, he was still trying to figure out (with Robin’s help of course) what kinds of people he was into. There was a beat or two of silence before Eddie plopped down on the side of the bed, sitting near Steve’s feet. “It’s different. I’m hungry all the time, yet I stay thin no matter how much I eat.” He said, sighing before looking over at Steve, who looked both terrified and amazed. “Wait- Earlier, were you about to eat me? I mean- Do you eat like a vampire does?” Harrington asked curiously, still keeping his distance just in case. Eddie thought about it for a moment before nodding. “Pretty much so- Although you know I wouldn’t have drained you completely, right Stevie? You’re too valuable.” He answered, only a few inches away from Harrington’s face in moments. Steve fought the urge to open and close his mouth stupidly like a goldfish, still processing all of the information he’d received in the past hour. Edward Munson was alive. Well, half-alive. A vampire, of sorts, and he fed on blood. Where he got the blood was still a mystery to Steve, and he was getting concerned. He was also pretty sure a tiny, twisted, ruined part of his mind found it hot, but he could deal with that when Eddie was gone.

Said attractive vampire was about 4 inches from his face, which was currently doing nothing but feeding that little part of his brain. From this angle, he could get a better look at Munson’s new fangs. They weren’t as long or sharp looking as he’d expected, but he had to admit it was somewhat similar to the movies. Finally, he realized he’d been staring and decided to respond to the obvious question.

“I don’t think you’d drain me- I’m not too sure about me being valuable but you don’t seem like the kind of person to brutally murder one of his friends.” He noted, hesitating to emphasize the word ‘friends’. Were they still friends? Did Eddie resent him for being left behind that day? He desperately hoped not. Eddie seemed to be lost in thought, looking out the window with a distant expression on his face.

“I should leave you now. You need the sleep, Stevie. Tomorrow then, yeah?” He asked, climbing out the window he’d gotten in through and disappearing into the early morning sky. Steve didn’t have a chance to say goodbye or even hug him, but at least it gave him some sort of closure. Checking the nearest clock, he realized that it was only 2:00 in the morning. When he’d been talking with Eddie, it had felt like lifetimes had passed in the best way possible.

After all, it wasn’t every day you saw someone you cared about revived from the dead.

#steddie #steve harrington #steve x eddie #eddie munson #gay vampires #vampire au #justice for eddie #i dont know #i wrote dis #yipppeeee #late post #im sorry #fluff?

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 1 year

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An explanation for my Absence

Hi! It's been a really rough year. I can't believe it's almost over, and in honor of the New Year and change in general, I'd like to apologize to all of you that have followed me on behalf of the expectation of a Steddie fic I was working on. I was about halfway through a good portion of it around September, but a day or two later I lost a close friend of mine, along with finding out about a parent being diagnosed with extreme heart issues and an aunt that has breast cancer. These huge issues along with getting through school and planning to graduate early have been a large pressure that has kept me unable to provide for you guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, but entering the New Year I'll try to keep good on my word. From one person to another, always keep looking up and know that it will get better. Having the community on this website has helped me through a lot, and I appreciate every one of my fellow creators and followers for the support they share. This year I have also discovered more about my identity and how I feel about myself and others. I am proud to say that I am trans, and hope to one day receive proper gender alignment surgery. This year has given me both many hardships and great discoveries, and I hope the new year brings many good times for everyone else. P.S. Hopefully I can have the first part of that Steddie Fic churned out soon. I again apologize (especially since it's no longer spooky season), but I hope I can make it worthwhile for everyone. Thank you for your understanding.

#psa #important stuff #life update #might delete who knows

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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Teaser for my Steddie fic <3

Edward Munson died in the Upside Down. He had died fighting for Dustin, Steve, the kids, and all of Hawkins, or at least that's what the tombstone in the cemetery would say. The kids and Steve mourned him, of course, but Steve couldn't help but think of the fact they had left Eddie's body in the sickening grossness that was the Upside Down. He thought about it so frequently, in fact, that he tended to fantasize about Eddie still being alive, sitting next to him, talking with him, kissing him hanging out with him and the kids. Robin had tried to snap him out of it, but some nights he could swear that he had seen the signature curly dark hair and wide brown eyes that belonged to Eddie, although the eyes were sunken in a bit and faded, and the hair was more mussed than he'd remembered. Sometimes, he thought he could catch a glint of light on the rings Munson always wore. Surely he was seeing things, as Robin told him. That had changed when he'd felt someone, no something....a presence in his room late at night. Hot breath fanned over the span of the junction between his neck and shoulder, and he felt a strong clawed hand gripping his arm and holding him in place. Immediately he looked up and was met with those same wide, brown, tired-looking eyes that he had looked at only months ago. There were animalistic fangs at his neck, like something out of a movie, and Steve assumed he was having some weird, convoluted, emotional dream about a dead guy he was in love with friends with. It was fine, right?

#steddie #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #vampire au #stranger things #new story #bisexual confusion #gay panic

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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I have risen

HELLO I'M SO EXCITED TO BE BACK ANNNND I'M GONNA BE WRITING A VAMPIRE STEDDIE FIC BECAUSE IT HAS INVADED MY BRAIN.

#im back #writers block #revived #steddie #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #eddie the freak munson #vampire au #eddie deserved better #so I'm giving him that #comfort ship

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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Hi it me

new hyperfixation alert! I was watching some old Markiplier videos, looking for some playlists to binge while doing the ever-dreaded task of high school homework and boom, right in my face, dream daddy. As someone who is a lover of DILFs, I was instantly intrigued. Upon further watching of the playlist, I can confirm that I am now an absolute simp for Joseph (yes the religious trauma is showing, I know), Matt (coffee and flower crowns- also awesome music taste-), and Craig (buff man does running with cute baby). Might be writing about them or something-

#hello #dream daddy #markiplier #very much in love #dilfs <3 #comfort character

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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hello darkness my old friend

how would you feel if I wrote a multi chapter fic about george washington having a gay lover who works with him

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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I posted 54 times in 2021

40 posts created (74%)

14 posts reblogged (26%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.3 posts.

I added 49 tags in 2021

#dream smp - 9 posts

#dsmp - 6 posts

#a little angst - 6 posts

#fluff - 5 posts

#dinluke - 5 posts

#update - 4 posts

#karlnapity - 4 posts

#headcanon - 4 posts

#dsmp headcanon - 3 posts

#quackity - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 129 characters

#my quirk: projecting my thoughts onto opponents which causes them to mentally fall apart at my feet and gives me a bit to breathe

My Top Posts in 2021

I'm *obsessed* with a ship again-

As the gif says, I'm obsessed with them even though there were only around 2 or 3 minutes of shared screen time. What really makes it for me is the fact that Din actually takes his helmet off in front of him and just- Luke's reaction. He looks confused but like he's about to smile and just- the caring, loving energy that he shows is him trying to say "please take care of Grogu for me and keep him safe and healthy" and it reminded me of Luke's relationship with his father (which we all know how that ended) and it just broke me. Like he wanted to give Grogu what he never had as a kid and feels terrible taking him away from a loving father figure. Anyways I'm completely obsessed with the idea of them in looveee and Din using the helmet to hide his blush when Luke compliments them and the tender moments where his emotions surge and Luke can sense when he's extremely broken inside and him wiping tears away and now I'm rambling-

21 notes • Posted 2021-06-07 16:15:48 GMT

just me fangirling about how accepting my new comfort characters would be- this is a drabble!

This is just a drabble! Kind of a vent but like- a happy version of a vent? Yeah. Um- I mention some of my coping mechanisms (some healthy, some not) so if anyone is uncomfortable with that, maybe don't read! Also no spoilers! TW: talk of age regressing, talk of sh/past sh, talk of eds, talk of self-deprecation

So as someone who's gone through a lot of trauma in their life, I've gained a lot of coping mechanisms that are both good and bad- the thing about that is that both Sundrop and Glam Rock Freddy would be so accepting of me no matter what. When I feel like regressing or just kinda reverting into a child, Sundrop would be there for me and we could do crafts and stuff together and read stories and all that 🥺. And I've never had anyone really care for me or accept me like that in that sense- When I feel like I'm gonna relapse, Freddy is there, distracting me from it and spending time with me, reassuring me that it would be alright. Playing video games or even just talking about something else. Also Sundrop being there and also playing games with me or helping me with a puzzle to distract me from the situation. When I stop eating or eat way too much, Freddy comforting me and not pressuring me or yelling at me to eat more than I can keep down. Actually having patience for me and spending time on helping me and reassuring me that I'm doing good. Me hating myself and seeing everything I dislike in a reflection, only to be wrapped in warm, fuzzy arms. Someone telling me I'm doing good and that I'm beautiful the way I am, and it's okay to struggle sometimes. Helping me through the issues I have and telling me that I'm worth more than I realize and that I deserve the world.

24 notes • Posted 2021-12-21 04:05:10 GMT

SFW Rengoku Hc's because he's the best!

🔥 I think that this man has all the love in the world for his s/o and gets really depressed when they're gone for a long period of time 🔥 This man- he tries, okay? I like to think that he's actually a pretty good cook when he's feeling passionate about it, and if you cook he'll always say that it's delicious no matter what 🔥 Kyou is strong and takes pride in everything he does, so he's the kind of person to never admit that he's sick to his s/o to the point where he's near collapsing when trying to walk and you have to carry him to Shinobu 🔥 If something ever happened to you, or if Sanemi was being a jerk, he'd try to do things civilized and settle everything with talking, but if anyone, and I mean anyone, laid a hand on or threatened his s/o, he's there in a flash to protect and defend them 🔥 Rengoku is definitely a cuddler and will not hesitate to bear hug anyone if they're willing to let him. If not, he is respectful of their boundaries and doesn't do it until they're okay with it. You being his s/o means that he will randomly hug you out of nowhere and this is a threat 🔥 He's so loyal omg it's amazing He Will literally do anything for you when it comes to asks, and there are very few things he's uncomfortable with 🔥 Pretty possessive of his s/o, especially in public Not necessarily parading you around, so to speak, but more like look! this is my s/o and they are amazing! they deserve everything! If it makes you uncomfortable, he'll ask why and if you want him to stop That's all for now! Love you guys and tysm for reading my stuff! Remember that requests are open!

33 notes • Posted 2021-04-26 15:13:58 GMT

SO UM- FNAF SECURITY BREACH? NEW COMFORT CHARACTERS UNLOCKED? SUNDROP AND GLAMROCK FREDDY? CUDDLY DILF BEAR? YES PLEASE BE PREPARED TO SEE HEADCANONS/DRABBLES ABOUT THEM SOON! LIKE RIGHT NOW!

41 notes • Posted 2021-12-21 03:48:49 GMT

spoopy timeeeee

Prompt:

It’s the beginning of October. A stranger emerges from the forest. (includes characters from the DSMP-)

TW: Mentions of needles, Blood, Angst, Fluff, Platonic Relationship

Phil was a tough man. He'd been through a lot in the past couple of years. With having been through several wars, he wasn't scared of much anymore either. Currently, he was wishing he was in the warmth of a house near a fireplace or wrapped under a blanket with a cup of hot tea, but no. Here he was, trudging through the snow towards Techno's house. He'd thought about flying, of course. That was impossible though, seeing as he’d managed to want to go visit Techno during the middle of a snowstorm. He sighed, stopping for a moment to look how far he was from the house. It was so cold, he just wanted to get inside. Looking up, Phil noticed that the storm wasn’t stopping soon, and decided to head towards the forest, hoping for some cover from the storm. As he reached the treeline, he noticed something on the edges of the pine needles that surrounded him. It was blood, a deep red and flowing like a small river through the side of the tree. It was still fresh, which was odd. He brushed it off, thinking that Techno or Tommy might be hunting in the forest. Hunting during a snowstorm? Not the ideal conditions...and besides, he knew there was food in the house. Phil gathered a bit of wood for a fire and followed the red trail in front of him. He was getting an odd feeling about the situation. Fear mixed with worry. What if it was Tommy and Dream had found him? What if he’d been attacked by mobs? Going back to the edge of the treeline, he curled up underneath one of the larger pine trees and started a small fire, glad to be able to at least warm his hands. He knew he shouldn’t be afraid and that even though it was the month of Halloween, Tommy could be playing a prank on him. A chill crawled up his spine, but not from the cold. A noise came from around him, the crunching of leaves and pine needles faint in the underbrush of the forest. Immediately he put the fire out, fighting instincts taking over as he pulled out his sword. The noise was coming closer, and Phil was running through the possibilities. It could just be an elaborate prank or even a mob, but the footsteps were coming closer and fast. As he reached to grab his overcoat from the ground, he felt a large hand on his shoulder. He yelled in surprise and spun around, swinging his sword at his attacker before he realized who it was. Techno was standing with a hand in the air in surrender, the other clutching his side as blood stained the shirt he was wearing, dripping to the ground. “Oh- Hey Phil.” He said, now holding his side with both hands. “Techno? We need to get you home- You’re bleeding everywhere mate..” Phil sighs, glad that it was just the piglin hybrid and not anyone else. “And you’re half-frozen to death. I’ve got a torch on me if you can carry it.” He suggests, handing the blonde the torch with a slightly bloodied hand. “Thanks, mate,” Phil said, offering a small smile as he gently, helping his friend lean on his shoulder. The walk back was slow and bone-chilling. By the time they reached the front door, Techno had started to limp and his bleeding was worse. His wolves gathered around him, whining worriedly as Phil opened the door and dragged him to the couch. He sat the other down carefully and grabbed a kit he kept by the door in case of emergencies. While he was up, he decided to grab some blankets to keep them warm. He walked back quickly and crouched near Techno, undoing the latch on the kit he grabbed. “I need to lift your arm.” He says, carefully reaching towards the other’s arm, only receiving a tired nod and a pained noise. Phil grabbed a pair of scissors from the kit and cut the stained fabric away from the side of the wound before taking out a bottle of what looked like a cleaning solution, along with a needle and some medical thread. He put some of the liquid on a piece of cotton, looking up at Techno before lightly pressing it into the wound, applying pressure, and cleaning the wound. Techno tensed a bit but showed no pain on his face, the mask hiding his expression well enough for now. As Phil rifled through the kit, he sighed

before getting the needle and thread out and setting them on top of the box. “Sorry mate, there’s no numbing solution. Think you can manage?” He asks, threading the needle and making sure everything was ready. “It’s fine. Not like I can’t handle a little pain, Phil..” Techno grumbled, using his hand to steady himself on the couch. The blonde man slowly and carefully sewed the wound closed, feeling the other man tense every couple of minutes. His fatherly instincts were showing as he made Techno (albeit reluctantly) grab his hand. “I’m done now. I’m gonna get you a new shirt and redo your hair. What happened man?” Phil asked, standing to wash his hands, dress the wound, and get him into a new shirt. Grabbing a fresh leather tie, he gently undid the braid in Techno’s hair before running his hands through it. Even given the current conditions, it was still soft. “Well, it started as a mission to go hunting, but then the storm hit and I got stuck in a forest full of skeletons and zombies. One had a sword, end of the story.” He shrugged, relaxing a bit at the feel of hands in his hair. “I’m glad I found you when I did- or more like you found me, I guess.” Phil chuckled a bit, re-braiding Techno’s hair and tying it back again. “It’s late. We both need some sleep mate.” He sighed, starting to stand up until the hybrid grabbed his sleeve. “Could you stay? It’s cold. And I might need medicine later on.” He huffed, embarrassed to be asking. Not only was he THE Technoblade, but he was an adult. He should be fine on his own. But it had been a long day, and he was tired. “Sure. I’ll get you a cup of water.” Phil smiled a bit and fetched the other a cup of water, sitting next to him and wrapping them both in blankets. For once, there was peace and they were content. No war, no violence. Just warmth and care.

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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just me fangirling about how accepting my new comfort characters would be- this is a drabble!

#self h@rm #coping skills #coping #ed stuff #drabble #comfort character #self deprecating tw #fnaf sb #fnaf sundrop #glamrock freddy

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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SO UM- FNAF SECURITY BREACH? NEW COMFORT CHARACTERS UNLOCKED? SUNDROP AND GLAMROCK FREDDY? CUDDLY DILF BEAR? YES PLEASE BE PREPARED TO SEE HEADCANONS/DRABBLES ABOUT THEM SOON! LIKE RIGHT NOW!

#im so excited #comfort character #fnaf sb #glamrock freddy #fnaf sundrop

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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small update!

Hello! I know I posted that schedule not to long ago and I haven't been keeping up with it very well- sorry guys! I did want to announce the reason for the output being slow, and it's very exciting! Here we go- I'M WRITING A BOOK! YAY! So, when I'm not busy preparing for exams, I tend to add more to my book. Once I get out of exams, I should be able to write BOTH, that's right, BOTH, more freely.

#announcement #update #i hate exams #creative writing #fantasy #i'm so excited #i'm writing a book #any tips?#also uh #encouragement #and also #support

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decaffeinatedenthusiastmusic · 2 years

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The REAL Karlnapity Reunion

I was sad after Quackity's lore stream, so yeah! Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff, small angst, crying SPOILERS FOR LORE BELOW THE CUT!

When Sapnap went to see Quackity, the tension was so thick you could've cut it with a knife. Quackity was trying to secure his legacy while Spanap was busy working on Kinoko Kingdom with Karl. He'd heard rumors about it through the grapevine, but nothing confirming it until now. He had to admit that it stung a bit, knowing that they were off doing their own thing, and his issues with abandonment surged forward before he pushed them down again. Looking over the balcony the two were standing on, he sighed deeply, feeling Sapnap's eyes seemingly burning into the back of his head.

"You have a question to ask me, don't you?" He asked, turning to face him while arching an eyebrow. The late sun shown in his eyes, reflecting his blind eye in a ghostly way. Sapnap sighed before saying "Yes, look- I wanted to invite you to Kinoko Kingdom since Karl couldn't get to you." "Wha-" Was all Quackity could utter before he was interrupted again.

"I know we've been distant, but Karl and I really miss you." Sapnap was looking down at the ground, nervous for the response. Rejection was a huge possibility, and he feared it. His head whipped up at the response. "Fine.." The shorter sighed "Don't get all cheesy and sappy with me though." The trip began quietly with few words but evolved into a cheerful conversation and talk of how their lives had been. When they arrived, Sapnap gave him a tour of the area. Kinoko Kingdom radiated comfort and friendliness. As he was shown around, Quackity noticed his nerves building. He'd felt this before, when he'd first met Karl and Sapna, and once more when he'd first started gambling. It was a rush that made his stomach do flips and his voice would sometimes get stuck in his throat. His nerves were mostly because he hadn't seen Karl in months. Would he be mad? Furious, even? Would he take it out on Quackity? Would he even remember him? He was fidgeting with the rings on his left ring finger. The thoughts were overwhelming, but they were drowned out by the sight in front of him. A mop of brown hair and a colorfully swirled hoodie made his heart pump double time, the nervousness overtaking him once again. Karl noticed them both, waved, and walked over. Quackity felt like a small, scared child or a wild animal being approached carefully by a human. Once Karl was directly in front of him, his nerves were at their peak, at the top of the proverbial roller coaster about to go plummeting. His voice came out soft and quiet. "Hi...Karl." "Hey Big Q, long time no see!" Karl replied, giving Quackity the softest of smiles that melted his heart. The duck hybrid flinched as he was pulled into the soft layers of fabric and warmth of Karl. The taller man held him for a while, rubbing his back. He'd expected Karl to yell, or hit him, but he was showing him unconditional love. This broke the dam that was close to overflowing, and the tears swam in small rivers down his cheeks. His shoulders shook with his sobs and he felt another pair of arms that were much warmer envelop him. With that, came Sapnap's voice, seemingly on the verge of tears himself. "It's okay Alex, we're right here, and we'll never leave you.." Sap said before giving both of them a kiss on the forehead. After that, Quackity's sniffling calmed down and he was able to speak properly again. "I'm sorry- for everything." He sniffled again, burying his face deeper into Karl's shoulder. "It's not your fault. I had planned to invite you, but my memory's been a little spotty lately." Karl said, giving them both a sheepish grin. Sapnap nodded before adding on. "We meant to tell you, but now you're here. It's getting late though, we can talk about it tomorrow morning." He yawned. "Would...Would you guys mind if I stayed? I can leave tommor-" Quackity asked, but was interrupted again. "You can stay as long as you want!" Karl smiled "We'll visit Las Navadas too!" The three of them headed towards Karl's mushroom house and Sapnap cooked them dinner. They watched movies and cuddled late into the night before Karl and Quackity fell asleep, which prompted Sapnap to carry both of them upstairs and fall asleep surrounded by his lovers' warmth.

#a little angst #comfort ship #dsmp fanfic #dsmp spoilers #karlnapity #brb crying #tooth rotting fluff #comfort

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