Happy Holidays For Those Who Celebrate And A Nice Drink And Snack Who Do Not, You Still Deserve A Nice

Happy Holidays for those who celebrate and a nice drink and snack who do not, you still deserve a nice evening and I hope that you will have one

with one breath of air, taste will linger on your tongue

been having normal thoughts lately about pumpkinduo 😔

Considering recent events in my life, like getting fired, I decided to open a Ko-Fi shop!

There I will post some art and chapter snippets that didnt make it on my other platforms.

I would really appreciate if some of you would decide to support me!

Of course you dont have to but I would appreciate it a lot!

https://ko-fi.com/adamignis

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Something that I saw as funny when talking about R!Schlatt with my boyfriend.

...Was literally thinking about Schlatt getting to Qs place, being like "missed me?~" With Quackity slamming the door close. Schlatt literally saying that he doesnt really have a place to stay (like...Connor is dead, manberg is destroyed etc.) And Quackity yelling that he doesnt care and that its Schlatt problem......opening the door five minutes later. Schlatt literally looking at his nails, leaning against a poll before looking at Quackity. "I knew that ya will open the door. Ya dont really pull off that bad guy look."

my bf: I can just envision the smug smile appearing on his face when he looks at Quackity after he opens the door again

me: Pfff- Quackity would definitely want to wipe that smirk off of that mans face-

Schlatt looking around the empty streets and sarcastically saying "I see...you have been doing great without me~"

my bf: Quackity’s wings trembling behind him, the feathers standing on end for a brief second and his nose scrunching up with distaste. Him breathing out through clenched teeth, forcing himself to relax and asking in a measured tone, “Are you going to keep being a jackass or are you going to come inside?”

me: The man simply lifting a brow, letting out a small chuckle. "Ya know better than anyone that I can do both." Inviting himself to finally step inside. Taking it upon himself to look around the interior "Not bad. Seems like there are actually people that can build."

my bf: Quackity hating the way his heart soars when Schlatt compliments the space, clearing his throat and saying “I know.” in a clipped tone. “Don’t fucking touch anything.”

me: Schlatt walking forward before half-turning his head to look at the duck hybrid. "Cant really do anything about touching the floor." Before waving his hand in a dismissive tone. "Look, it's not like I can possibly steal anything. What will I do with that stuff? Try to sell it back to you?"

i miss c!schlatt. he is so beautiful to me hes like one of those patients in little dementia towns that wait at the bus stops.