《hottie (quackbur oneshots)》duckussy idk
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Hello I'm really stressed right now but this brings me comfort storta I also have to relearn how to write properly for school and ik this isn't related but look at my new heels
Anyway I wanted to say I will be trying to post at lest once a week
Third person pov
Quakity was curled into a ball his wings covering him making him a golden ball of sadness
Wilbur fancied Quakitys wings he has wings of his own but they decomposed slightly when he was in limbo
He could could still use them to slow falls and hug better but he chose to hide them from the duck boy
Because why would someone like that people don't go 'your so HoT your body is decomposing' well..... I hope not
But thats be side the point let's just start the story
Quakity was walking with Wilbur along the cliff that lands in water to get some life stock and kill it for food
Quakity sliped and began to fall thinking about how he lived a good life well questionable life
Quakity slightly tried flapping his wings to slow the fall but he failed and gave up then he felt two hands on his sides
He looked to see jagged wings with Wilbur slowly falling from the sky Quakity smiled and kissed Wilbur and held him
The end :']
Love you amazing talented people doesn't matter your gender, height, weight, sexlalty, pronouns you all matter equally to me your perfect
Good night/afternoon/morning
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