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goosewriting · 9 months

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Hey I loved your baby from the future series, and was wondering if you could do mikey?? no rush tho! I love your writing style btw!

🦆 anon @duckanon

All them bebes! 🥺 (rottmnt Mikey x reader)

summary: several turtle babies suddenly appear in the lair, and they look suspiciously a lot like Mikey

relationship: Rise!Mikey x GN reader

warnings: none

word count: 2.2k

A/N: here we go with the grand finale ✨ (welcome duckanon btw!) this one was by far the hardest to write of the four, so i really hope you like it! ♥ i had gotten an ask for mikey’s part for a reader that has been alone almost all their life and accepted that they’d never be a parent even though they really wanted to, so i incorporated that, thanks for the idea!

More “Baby 🥺” versions: Leo | Raph | Donnie | Mikey (you're here)

(english is not my first language. constructive criticism and grammar corrections are very appreciated!)

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On a rainy Saturday afternoon, there wasn‘t a lot to do, so you decided to spend the day at the lair with your favourite turtle. You were in Mikey‘s room, with him lying on his belly on the bed, and you at his desk. Art supplies were scattered all around the place, and you both listened to some lo-fi while very focused on the masterpieces you were crafting.

Suddenly, there was a series of zapping sounds behind you. Confused, and slightly startled, you turned around on the squeaky office chair you were sat in, and saw some yellow flickering lights above the floor, of which a turtle tot came crawling out. Before you could even process what you were seeing, the lights disappeared, and there was a new flash of yellow a couple of feet to the side. With another turtle baby. Your eyes quickly shot up in Mikey’s direction, just to make sure that he was aware of this too and you weren’t just imagining things. To your partial relief, he looked just as shocked as you.

You didn’t even get to push yourself off the chair to stand up, as you were planning to, when the new wave of zapping lights appeared above you, and you looked up in horror. Out of thin air appeared yet another turtle baby, falling into your lap. You caught it with a squeal of surprise, which was reciprocated by a gleeful one coming from the baby.

One last zap, on the bed this time, accompanied by not one but two turtles, and then the flickering lights disappeared entirely, leaving you and Mikey very confused, as you were suddenly surrounded by five little turtle lots, all stumbling as they tried to stand up on short, wobbly legs. They all looked around curiously, the one on your lap looked slightly lost, even. But when you looked at the pair on the bed, you immediately recognised two little faces ready to cause some mischief.

However the two tots skillfully manoeuvred over the bunched up blankets to reach Mikey, cooing at him and climbing into his lap, as he was trying to stand up from the bed. Of the two turtles that had appeared on the floor, one waddled towards you, holding onto your leg and squishing its cheek against your knee once it reached you, while the other swiftly made its way to Mikey, making grabby hands at him and asking to be picked up.

In your stupor and inability to speak, you intently took in the scene. They all had yellow splotches like Mikey, and were very freckly, the one in your lap having the most. They all had one thing in common though: all five were absolutely adorable.

Seeing that the turtles on Mikey’s lap were in essence the spitting image of the few baby photos you had seen of your boyfriend, you smiled to yourself.

“If i didn't know any better I'd say they're your kids,” you told Mikey, looking at the little turtle in your lap and smiling widely, to which it cooed and waved at you. “They look just like you!”

“We have to get Donnie here asap,” Mikey said instead, ignoring your comment for the time being, although the faintest of blushes on his cheeks did not go unnoticed by you. He somehow managed to pry himself free of the three little turtles on him, leaving them on the bed instead, three pairs of curious eyes looking after him as he left to get his brother. After he was gone from view, all three heads turned towards you in comical synchrony.

“So…” you started, picking up the second baby into your lap that had been pulling on your trousers impatiently. “Where are your parents?”

Wow, look at you, trying to make conversation with a bunch of kids, you thought to yourself. Except that they all pointed at you without hesitation.

Wait what?

As you were trying to make sense of this, let’s be honest, pretty ridiculous situation, the pair of turtles that came in together started to get rowdy. If you had to guess you’d have said they’re the only pair of twins out of the five, with how they were always clinging to each other and even the splotches on their arms and faces seemed to be mostly identical. You weren’t sure what they were fighting about, but the pushes started getting stronger and their voices louder as well. You tried to calm them down but they were not listening, and you couldn't exactly get up, as the turtle you had picked up was trying to climb onto your head, pulling at your shirt.

Before you were able to stop them, one of the twins pushed the other off the bed, and he fell to the floor with a slight clunk. You held your breath for a second, hoping he’d walk it off, but he started crying. With a deep sigh and an “alright” that was directed more towards yourself than the turtles, you got up and brought everyone to the bed, sitting down yourself as well. You picked up the crying turtle, bringing him into your lap, and you gently rubbed his head where he hit the floor.

“There, there,” you cooed, giving him a little kiss, and that seemed to do the trick as he calmed down immediately. The other turtles protested, trying to climb into your lap as well; they all wanted kisses.

You chuckled at the sight, feeling like a horde of puppies was about to overwhelm you. You gave kisses left and right, trying your best to get everyone an equal amount. Just as the twins had finally calmed down and were about to doze off, tightly holding onto your arm and each other, Mikey appeared again at the door, Donnie behind him.

The purple-clad turtle took one hard look, stopping in his tracks, taking in the scene before him. Mikey gave him a friendly slap on his shoulder to encourage him to go in there and do the thing.

With a sigh and an unreadable expression, Donnie approached you and started scanning the turtles with a handheld device of sorts. The turtles were silent but curious, following his movements with interest, and so did you.

Then, Donnie proceeded to scan you, and then Mikey. The device calculated something, and his wrist brace beeped, showing a result in text hovering over his arm, so you were able to read it from where you were sitting.

“Congrats” Donnie first deadpanned, placing a hand on Mikey's shoulder. But then a slightly amused smirk appeared on his face. “You two made me an uncle.”

“What?!” you and Mikey said in unison, shocked, looking at his wrist again. The text read: “99.88% DNA match”.

“I'll be in the lab trying to figure out how to get them back into their timeline,” Donnie remarked, leaving the room as if he didn’t just say that you were surrounded by your turtle kids from the future.

You were holding the twins in your arms, and another that had gotten behind you was leaning against your back, tiny head pressed between your shoulders; all three were about to fall asleep. The other two turtles were on either side of you, looking up at Mikey and asking to be picked up by him when he approached you. He took one into each arm and took a long look at each with a smile. His gaze shot up to you when he suddenly heard you sniffling.

“Whoa, you okay?” Mikey asked worriedly.

“Yeah, I'm just... Trying to process this,” you replied, unable to wipe away your tears as your arms and hands were currently cradling the turtles, so the tears freely rolled down your cheeks and fell onto your shirt.

“That we get kids at some point?” Mikey asked, almost sheepishly. You slowly nodded your head, but it turned into shaking, as it wasn’t just that.

“More like… That I have a family at all,” you admitted. “One of my own.”

One of the turtles in your lap stirred and his little hand reached yours, holding onto your index finger. Now you were trying to hold back sobs so as to not wake them up, but you were unsuccessful. The twins blinked a couple of times, then looked up at you with a slight frown. Even the two in Mikey’s arms looked all worried that you were in distress.

Suddenly all five turtle babies started humming. At first it was a little desynchronised, but it quickly turned into a lullaby melody, one you hadn't heard in a very long time. This made you cry even harder, and Mikey sat down on the bed, so that all five turtles could hold onto you.

You smiled through your tears at the whole situation; they were comforting you when really it should be the other way around. Even Mikey’s hand was gently rubbing up and down your back, his brows furrowed together, trying to come up with something to say. He knew you had been alone most of your life, but he loved you so much and wanted to give you the world because you deserved it and more; it hurt him to see you thinking you couldn’t have a family of your own.

By now the song was over, and the babies just held tightly onto you. Mikey opened his mouth to say something, when a comically loud grumble filled the room for an embarrassingly long time. You laughed, finally able to get one arm free, and brought it up to rub over your face with the back of your sleeve.

“Was that the tots or you, Mikey?” you asked with a chuckle.

“I think that was all of us,” he replied, and five little heads nodded in agreement. “How about some food, then?” They all squealed in glee, starting to climb off the bed and running around.

To keep them apart, you decided to put stickers on their shells, like Mikey had on his plastron. They all got to choose the one they liked best, and after they were marked, the whole group took off to the kitchen.

Mikey quickly whipped up something safe for the little turtles to eat, and make food for you and himself as well. After you were all full, you went back to Mikey's room and decided to make a nap pile on his bed.

Unable to sleep, while the rest was happily snoozing, you got up and started gathering some crayons and pencils into a box so the turtles could draw after they woke up.

Suddenly there was that zap again, and you turned around in shock, hoping that there weren't more little tots to take care of until Donnie figured out something, but you were frozen in place as this swirl of lights was far bigger than the others you had seen. Who, or what would come in through there?!

Your mouth hung slightly agape in disbelief when an older version of none other than Mikey came hopping into your timeline, looking around until his gaze met yours. That's when behind him came another figure, and it was Leo, except that he was way taller (oh he’d love to have a growth spurt like that for sure), and he had a… mechanical arm? Just what was going on?!

This Leo first saw the nap pile and went “aww, look at them” but the older Mikey quickly shushed him. Then he turned to you with a gentle smile, his orange cloak swooshing around his ankles.

“Let's not wake them up,” he explained. “The less Mikey versions everyone sees, the better. Especially the kids.”

“Are you here to… pick them up?” you asked, unsure if you were relieved that the babies would go back to where they belonged, or sad because you wanted to spend some more time with them.

Mikey nodded with a warm smile, and held your hand. Meanwhile Leo started carefully picking up the babies from the bed. In his big arms they suddenly looked so much smaller and frail. You felt a light squeeze to your hand, so you brought your eyes back to Mikey.

“I wish the surprise hadn’t been spoiled but,” he said, leaning in and placing a soft kiss to your forehead. “It’s quite the roller-coaster. Look forward to it.”

“I already am,” you admit, holding onto his hand for one more moment, then letting go so they could leave.

Leo gave you a knowing nod with his head and an encouraging smile as he stepped through the portal. Mikey turned around one last time before leaving, shooting you a wink, which you responded by playfully sticking your tongue out at him, as you would usually do.

The lights flickered for a second, and then they were gone, leaving you standing alone in the dark room. Wiping over your face one last time to dry the remaining tears, you climbed into the bed with a sigh, and it felt much too big and empty now. You scooted closer to Mikey and he instinctively wrapped his arms around you, planting a sleepy kiss on your forehead. You sniffled into his plastron, trying your hardest to calm down and not wake him up.

Eventually, Mikey's steady breaths started lulling you to sleep, and as your eyes finally closed, you hoped to dream with five little turtles.

~~~~~

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rodolfoparras · 3 months

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Reading some Greek mythology books, cause fun. Minotaur (bottom) Price x Greek (top) civilian (that went into the labyrinth for totally unknown reasons)?

Thoughts?

-🦆

Well first of all I’m so bad at Greek mythology I had to Google it like I know the baby basics but wow there’s lots of half animal half human creatures!

Second of all Minotaur price who deeply enjoys causing havoc in the town he resides in, taking pride in the fact that no one would be able to take him down, only to meet you a civilian who reaches prices height, you who look like you could pick price up with one hand and, you who for some reason don’t seem to fear him at all and at first he doesn’t even realize how turned on he is, chalking it up to curiosity as he stalks closer to where you’re standing only stopping in his steps when he’s chest to chest, hoof to toe, feels a wave of heat washing over him when he realizes you’re almost as big as him, subconsciously squeezes his thighs together when he realizes that you surely could take him easily- could fuck him easily and there’s something primal purring inside him when he realizes just how relaxed you seem to be around him

For one second you almost fooled him, made him think the gods sent him an angel of some sort but it doesn’t take much before you change his mind, forcing him down on his knees, rough fingers yanking at nose ring before you shove your cock in his mouth

His vision starts to blurry and he pathetically paws at your hips but he’s not trying to push you away instead he’s trying to find something to keep him steady but all you offer him is the vice like grip on his nose ring as he eagerly sucks on your dick only letting him up to bend him over one of the ruins, using his horns as leverage while fucking into him and its only after the umpth round price realizes you aren’t an angel at all but hey at least you make a good match

#alec answers #🦆 anon

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fangswbenefits · 10 months

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Inexperienced!Miguel? Oh goodness... my quack is quaking. (I have too many inappropriate duck jokes-)

Miguel knows he has a breeding kink, and hes reminded it of it everytime youre around Mayday, but hes just scared to say anything. He doesn't want to scare you off, and how could he, so inexperienced, demand you of such things?

It isnt until you have him whining and gasping, right on the brick or pleasure and tears when he starts pleading. Large hands holding your hips tentatively as you ride him, nails digging in just slightly from the amount of bliss you're nearly overstimulating him with. And he's so close, just right there,

"Please, please, let me breed you, please," He sobs, practically begging, tears running down his face, his thrust stuttering. You slow to a stop. Staring down at him, absolutely bewildered.

Immediately his cheeks flush with embarrassment as he realizes what he's just blurted out. Tears keep falling bc hes just so embarrassed, stuttering and spewing apologies and excuses. A gentle hand to his throat shuts him up real fast, and he shutters his eyes shut, preparing for some punishment. Expecting you to call him names for terrible such thinking.

"You wanna pump a baby in me, pretty boy?" You coo, and his eyes snap open. "C'mon, then, fill me up."

Miguel is sent seeing stars as you ride him with such intensity, your legs are burning. His head is thrown back, loud, almost lion like groans are falling from his lips. Your little 'thats it, baby,' and other encouragements are going straight to his dick. His feet are planted on the bed so he can thrust up into you harder and faster, crying out sayings you don't fully understand but can't wait to hear more of.

He cums in no time. You'll have to train him to hold it til you cum together, but you finish yourself off for now. After all, he's been such a good boy. And his little high pitched cries as you pulse around him, walls clenching as you reach your high are very worth it.

He won't leave your warmth, so aftercare is a bit awkward as you can't do much. He's just so clingy after spending everything he had in him, he doesn't want to let you go. Poor boy needs to bury himself in your heat and in your chest, arms tight around your waist as he keeps you impossibly close. His breathing hot and heavy as he gulps and swallows at each little flutter your cunt teases him with.

And though he's extremely exhausted, he really hasn't done this enough, but he slides a hand down to your tummy. His warm palm resting on your soft skin. He cannot wait to see you so round and full of him. It sends the blood right back down and suddenly you're pinned under one very flustered face Miguel.

His blush goes deep down his chest, eyes still in post-ogasmic haze, and he smiles lopsidedly.

" 'M gon' get you s'full," His words are slurred as he rests on his forearms. So he can be closer to you as he tries his very best to fuck into you from this position. Trying to remember how you taught hin the first time he had you pinned on the bed, your legs wrapped around his thin waist. "You're gon... be s'full." He pants, swallowing a whine as he keeps going, earning a low groan from you.

Miguel can't tell what's better; That you're letting him breed you, or that you seem to be craving him just as much as he craves you.

-🦆🦆

“"Please, please, let me breed you, please," He sobs, practically begging, tears running down his face, his thrust stuttering. You slow to a stop. Staring down at him, absolutely bewildered.”

#answered ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾#THIS ANON IS DANGEROUS #🦆 anon

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eyesxxyou · 4 months

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Nerd hobie would be the total opposite of normal hobie he'd get so jealous so quickly. YOU'RE the super cool one here, he's so scared you're gonna leave him randomly :( so he's always trying to be good for you, always trying to impress or please you the absolute best way when you literally only have eyes for him he has the same kink as normal hobie tho.. he loves being called yours, needs needs NEEDS it. He'll see you hanging out with other people, or just having a good time without him, and feel the need to "win you back" or something, u have to reassure him so much that you love him and only him

getting him off somewhere tucked away after he starts feeling that way, having him bent down under you and moaning, sucking sweet marks into his neck.

"You're mine, got it?" you hiss into his ear quietly. lovingly, really, but it's firm as well, because he really needs to get it through his thick skull that you love him and him alone. "say it. say you're mine."

"A-Ah, fuck, luv- mmhn, shit, 'm close, please-" Hobie's moaning, wrapping his arms around you and trying to get impossibly closer, but oh, he's not answering.

You squeeze his cock and stop stroking him, reaching up to tilt his head towards yourswith your other hand and ignoring the high whine of protest you get in return. "Did you hear me, slut? I said say it."

"Fuck- I'm yours, I'm yours, please, please," He manages, burying his face into your neck and bucking his hips desperately.

"And am I gonna run off with somebody the moment you look away?" You ask, raising an eyebrow. "Look at me."

You slide your hand up and thumb at his tip, making him moan, but he raises his head up and meets your eyes regardless. Fuck, there are those precious eyes you fell in love with. You want to kiss him. give it a moment or two. "N-no, no y'won't, please, please, luv- 'm gonna-"

"Good boy." you smash your lips against his, swallowing his sudden, loud moan as you pump up and down his dick, pressing up against him when he pulls away and keens as he cums, shooting slick ropes of cum that land on the floor in a small mess.

Again he shoves his face into your neck, panting lightly, and you reach up to fix his glasses and hold his head as you pull him in for another deep, sloppy kiss. Yeah, you think you'll keep him.

-🦆

AHHHHHHHH I LOVE NERD LOSER HOBIE

#{eye's inbox}#{👁️ inbox}#🦆 anon

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kaionyx · 1 month

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Im usually a dom, but after seeing your blog I feel the urge to submit to you. To give my body to whatever you desire to do with it.

Can I be 🦆 anon?

Oh my, I love it when little pups claim to be some big, scary dom knowing they’re just like the pets they play with underneath. Everyone needs to feel that control stripped away from them every now and then, or find that one person to shut off any of those dumb thoughts of thinking you deserve anything other than to be mounted and used. And considering how many people run to me for that, who am I to say no to another toy begging for a taste of that attention?

#ftm ns/fw #t4t ns/fw #🦆 anon #nsft asks

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fuckmyskywalker · 4 months

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the most recent post but Anakin wants to warm his hands by holding your boobs,, or by simply just sticking them under your shirt and in your bra. dad!anakin perhaps. 🦆

OhOhOooooohHhOooOOh

He's super touchy and clingy, he loves to have his hands on you, groping you, touching your soft, warm skin <3. Ugh dad is so good to us.

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya answers!#I assume you want the duck anon so #just in case #🦆 anon

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pupcuck · 5 months

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Omg do u think we could get some more thoughts on older perv Leon creeping on his cute friendly neighbour?? bc hhhnnggghhh that hits the spot for me I’m sorry 😔

- 🦆

honestly :3 i feel like they didn’t even do anything in particular to gain his attraction. they’re not exactly polite and they don’t go out of their way to be a good neighbour towards leon, they’re busy rushing to and fro! and leon is a busy guy too, and it’s not like he comes home all that much. so those rare occasions you do meet, you’ll greet him with a tired smile and tell him to have a goodnight! your neighbour isn’t noisy, he takes his rubbish out on time, he barely has anyone over and you suspect he’s not even home half of the time :3

but to leon that one interaction, you simply greeting him, it opens floodgates for him. he’s stupid, senile old man who thinks a smile means anything more than you being falsely cordial towards the aged man next door :3 sometimes your mail gets mixed up and you come over to deliver it to him, or he picks up a package for you, knocks on your door and takes a peek into your apartment. gets a glimpse of your life. the secrecy drives him insane. he needs to know more about you, has probably heard you talking on the phone to your friends. yeah, the neighbour’s nice enough, some old guy. not that old. he’s kinda cute. no I wouldn’t go for him jesus, he’s like my dad’s age.

and that just has his ego going insane. you think he’s cute. which is not all that surprising a lot of people are attracted to him they’re just not ready for all the baggage :3 he’s sneaky enough, has a lot of skill, offers to fix your furniture up when you admit to having trouble with the instruction manual. and yeah his knees crack and his back aches but by god is he gonna get in your apartment and put those hidden cameras up.

#inbox 💌#🦆 anon #tw stalking

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jaylaxies · 2 years

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WAITWAITWAIT... hear me out

ok but like imagine popular boy!sunghoon going on and on and on about being suuuch a hard dom but when his grades suddenly go down and oh no! smart girl!reader suddenly needs to tutor him! and turns out, smart girl!reader is a dom?&,&:&,/@ and maybe..sunghoon ISNT THE HARD DOM HE SAYS HE IS?$/@;&/@-@: im having sub!enha brainrot i swear and also also maybe... a twist being sunghoon is actually surprisingly!! unexperienced and actually more innocent than he wants to admit.......... smart girl!reader being a soft dom nd stuff and cooing at every little thing hoon does ahdhskxnskc im BAWLING

also if its not taken could i be ♡ anon! if thats taken id love to be 🦆/duck anon <3333 I LOVE UR WORKS THANKYOU THANKYOU FOR BEING AMAZING

ohmygod yes??? i can imagine him being all pouty and a whimpering mess when you try to tease him, and he'll act as if he's experienced but once he sees your gaze on him and how soft you're being with him, he'll definitely give you his heart.

i can also imagine sunghoon being a shivering mess when you touch his cock for the first time, playing with his nipples too as he moans out your name and doesn't last long because of how good you make him feel, him hiding his face in your neck as his face turns red with shyness.

and yes omg?? please be my anonnie! thank you sm for supporting me and reading my stuff, iloveyou for that and welcome to the family, love 💙

#🦆 anon #sub!sunghoon #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon smut

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keirawantstocry · 2 months

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haii its quackbo anon(i'll use 🦆 :3) again we are kissing on the mouth you get me. you get me so well

could i req some quackbo w/ one of them being possessive/jealous over the other that leads to a kiss and some feelings being realized... or j go crazy w/ it even :3 your writing is so good i wanna see how you write these 2.. the brainrot

i loveeeee kissing you guys on the mouth

“Listen, listen, listen,” Quackity was droning on about something. Did he ever stop talking? Tubbo wondered as he tapped his foot against the ground impatiently, while waiting for him to make whatever point he was trying to get at. “I mean. Fit? Really?”

“What.”

“You’re dating Fit?” Quackity said in a question tone while Tubbo’s face screwed up in disgust.

“Ew, no.” Quackity’s face flushed slightly as his expression turned to one of interest. Bile rose in Tubbo’s throat. Ugh, he thought. Of course. He wants Fit. Nasty feelings were boiling deep in his gut. “Actually, no, you’re right. I am dating him.”

Fit opened his mouth before closing it and just staring at the both of them with a puzzled expression on his face as Tubbo glared at him.

Quackity’s face fell and Tubbo felt triumphant.

“Well, congrats,” he spat. “I’m sure you’re very happy.”

“Oh yes, very. He fucks like crazy. Absolutely crazy.” Quackity scowled at him and Tubbo smirked. “What? Are you jealous? Oh boo hoo you can’t keep a boyfriend for the life of you. None of the guys on the island want you.”

“Fuck you.”

“Yeah you’d like to, wouldn’t you?”

Quackity, unexpectedly, froze at the words and out of the corner of his eye Tubbo noticed Fit’s eyes had gone wide and he had started backing away from the disaster in front of him. Quackity also noticed and latched on to that instead of answering. “Oh, looks like your beloved boyfriend is ditching you now. Crazy how fast that happened.”

Fit froze and looked towards Tubbo. “Do you want me to uh…”

Tubbo waved him off without even looking at him, hyper fixated on Quackity. “Leave.”

Fit nodded once and mouthed “good luck” before rushing off.

Tubbo took a step closer to Quackity as all the pieces began to fall in place. “That’s what it actually was, am I right?”

Quackity was frozen to the spot, eyes wide as saucers. “Uh, what.”

He stepped even closer, right up into his personal space. “You weren’t upset that Fit was dating me because you want Fit.”

His expression dropped into a scowl as Tubbo teased him. “Does it matter? You’re dating him.”

Tubbo laughed. “I lied. I wanted to see how you would react.”

Quackity’s eyebrows went up in surprise. “He’s not… you aren’t…” He let out a long breath and hesitantly said, “big loss for him, yeah?”

Tubbo ran his tongue over his upper teeth as his gaze dropped to Quackity’s lips. What the hell. “Finally gave up trying to chase a bunch of guys who don’t want you?” he questioned.

“Is that you saying that you do?”

“Maybe.”

“Then yes. I’m done.”

Tubbo gave him a wicked reckless grin. For some reason everything was telling him to go for it. Do something potentially crazy for once. Fit and Pac were leaving him most likely permanently for each other. Maybe it was finally time to not do the logical thing. To listen to the pure instinct in his gut and allow his hand to reach out.

He leaned in.

#quackbo #qsmp #my writing #fanfiction #q!tubbo #q!quackity #listen to absolutely wild pop music while writing this which felt very right #🦆 anon

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