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qnf edit ^_^ ! (ignore the choppy audio pleaseee)

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i think you’re my best friend.

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We are in the best era my life force is so strong right now

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It is 1:30 am and I'm doodling quackity instead of working on that quackbur drawing I abandoned like two days ago....

Idk have that at least I guess

Btw don't mind the hands, please, it's a mess, I know

#fav #quackity #art

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long before c!quackity desired control above all else, he desired love.

and then he meets c!schlatt. and he wants love, love, love so badly, he wants to be the successful president and vice president who raise manberg well, and he swallows back his guilt and the thousand things he can’t do because he wanted this. and he has a husband, a husband who drinks and hurts his cabinet members and c!quackity is the first to take the blows. and time passes, and he wants love so bad that he can’t breathe, but he has to breathe because there are speeches to present, and cabinet members to protect, and festivals to attend and oh god what’s happening what’s 

and he kills his husband outside the white house he built, the one thing he had amidst this hell, and he goes off to the forests of manberg and he blinks back tears. and he’ll tell c!tommy that c!schlatt is an asshole, and he’ll grit his teeth and push through it, because maybe this isn’t love but it has to be somewhere.

and then he meets c!wilbur. again, of course. once, they were opponents. now, they are allies. and amidst the planning for war against his husband and the loveless country he had raised– that c!quackity had helped raise because maybe c!wilbur had a point, had a– he has an affair with c!wilbur. 

it’s not quite like love. but it’s something. 

it dies as he watches c!schlatt, drunkenly sputtering out his words, hit c!fundy and yell at the rest of them, finally turning to c!quackity and spitting out a bitter insult before he finally dies. 

c!tubbo is the president, now. c!quackity plans to kill c!technoblade, fails, and suffers the price. c!quackity watches c!tubbo exile c!tommy at c!dream’s word, watches all the fights happen, watches c!technoblade come back and watches as l’manberg blows up. moments before, he tells c!tubbo to execute c!ranboo, and they part ways at this disagreement. 

he never got rid of the maps, weeks of planning and sleepless nights, to kill c!technoblade. it will come another day. 

c!quackity goes away. he goes and he starts to rebuild. he left half of his heart in what was once manberg and the rest in pogtopia, but there’s still one last heartstring, pulled taut, that can make a new country happen.

and then he meets c!sapnap and c!karl. 

and he thinks he’s in love with them. 

but c!quackity left half his heart in manberg and the rest in pogtopia, and the love he sees is too much to understand. and c!george tells him that c!karl and c!sapnap left, and he doesn’t understand how they could, how he could have missed this amidst the work, how the damn red vines and the damn countries and the damn everythings could have stolen something else. 

the egg is like a heart. blood red, controlling, suffocating, haunting. it reminds c!quackity of the taste of his first husband’s heart. he wonders if the taste of blood gets any sweeter the better a man you are. 

c!quackity knows his is bitter. 

so he builds a country. and he meets too many people to count, and he learns where their hearts rest. and he takes it away from them. there’s no guilt, there’s no semblance of regret– he pulls them into his sick game because he’s c!quackity, c!quackity of las nevadas, and love is just an ace in his world of card tricks. 

(he used to be c!quackity of manberg, bruised and resentful and loving. he used to be c!quackity of pogtopia, free and combative and fiesty. he used to be c!quackity of l’manberg, distrustful and caring and mean. he used to be c!quackity of el rapids or wherever the hell, scared and healing and content. 

but this world doesn’t raise lovers. it doesn’t raise pussies. don’t mind the crying children, don’t mind the quiet couples, don’t mind the buildings made of love. mind the city of money, mind the only thing left that is his, mind the world that is his inside of a world that was taken from him, but don’t mind the world that was taken from him, this is c!quackity of las nevadas and he won’t let anyone steal the last thing he has of himself. 

not kindness. not love. not morality. 

a country.) 

and then he meets c!wilbur again. 

and he’s not in love with the man who freed him, long ago. he’s not in love with the man who understood politics a little better than him. he’s not in love with the man who says the word ‘healthy competition’ and laughs when he’s called a bastard. he’s not in love with the man who told him long ago, between the pieces of pogtopia, that he made him feel alive. he’s not in love with the man who tells him the same thing today. 

because c!quackity doesn’t have a heart. he eats the hearts of others, and he eats himself alive in his perfect country. 

but long before c!quackity desired control above all else, he desired love.

and there’s a bottle of liquor in the needle and walls closing him in, 

and habits die hard, like all the men here. 

(if anybody can really die at all.)

#fav #quackity

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doodles

#these are stunning #holy shit #ranboo #bbh #badboyhalo

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yes, wilbur was right, george would throw hands if quackity doesn't visit him first.

#qnf #fav #this is so cute

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march vs september

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this is such a ridiculous moment to fixate on but when quackity called george and was like "GET A MOHAWK COWARD" and both george and the hairdresser literally cackled is so special to me bc quackity will walk (or call) into any room and just make anyone and everyone laugh. like the hairdresser doesn't even know him but he instantly made him laugh and that's such a quackity thing

#fav

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georgenotfound as a model, picture board

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what kind of grass can counteract this

#that stream wrecked me it’s better for everyone that I stayes away from here while it happened #fav #georgenotfound #literal perfection

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the last sandwich

#FAV #chuckle sandwich #jschlatt #ludwig ahgren #charlie slimecicle #ted nivison

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#wilbur soot #fav

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leo trio

#i LOVE this #Emma #dream #corpse #art

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where are the askers?

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now that we are all in agreement that george is taller than sapnap. i-m going to start pushing that quackity is taller than sapnap

#true

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Georgenotfound and The Sweater ™