I FINALLY HAVE THEM ALL IN ONE!!!

I FINALLY HAVE THEM ALL IN ONE!!!

Second year of not continuing "Family doesn't end in blood", someone needs to kick my ass to continue-

I like that. Desire for something more but non of them want to make the first step.

Even though, I would rather assume that at the moment of Las Nevadas peak, it would be Quackity, who would distance himself. He lost quite a lot of lovers. He got forgotten by Karl, Sapnap didnt decide to even like...check on him and call him over, Revivebur is a bitch, he got a toxic relationship with Schlatt in the past.

That man is...quite broken. He woudlnt be the same and even someone as drunk as Schlatt would see that. Quackity avoiding sober touch, pushing the ram hybrid back with the wooden part of his axe. Schlatt just wondering briefly who fucked that house up. (Well, besides of him. I think....80+ years in limbo are enough to really reflect on your life-)

Listening to Lana Del Rey lately makes me think of Quackity and Schlatt and their lavish lifestyle in a reimagined version of Las Nevadas. The parties, diamonds, drugs, and the like. Some of her songs fit them so well, one of those being Cinnamon Girl off of NFR. Reading its lyrics makes me picture Quackity and Schlatt on opposing sofas in a small smoking room with one side being a full window pane wall overlooking the beauty of Las Nevadas, Q gazing over Schlatt, who was suited in a black blazer and crimson dress shirt with a gold feather pendant on his neck, sprawled across the furniture drunk and asleep with a hand dangling around the neck of a half-drank whiskey.

Quackity would be in his silver gown glistening more than champagne ever could, freshly high and pondering of their sexual affair and desiring things beyond that, wishing to Schlatt that he would stop keeping him at a distance through alcohol, cigarettes, pills, or powder, and instead further embrace Quackity wholeheartedly, which in their sober minds they'd think it's ridiculous and impossible. Besides that, sex was one of the ways for them to cope with the pains that haunt them throughout their lives, but for once he wanted to find another way to cope or rather to ease his bruised and troubled soul with a mere embrace, something he never thought he'd yearn so badly for Schlatt to do.

Just because at the moment Quackity strongly wondered, 'would we be better had we become more than what we are now?' He doesn't want to feel orgasm, he wants to feel a love that's just as physical; whilst stoned, such feeling is of desperation heavy to the chest. It's that desire to be touched, gentle and delicate, for the sake of doing so or as a subtle confession. That desire to be held in his beloved's arms without it proceeding to harm or fucking but just to thaw the ice that walled his self in aching cold. That desire to be acknowledged less as a hole to fill and more as the one who's been there for someone else. He could only imagine how good that must be.

I miss the Hexxit homosexuals :c

messy q from a magma session

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