Well...one Of My First Posts Was This Little Fanfiction, I Added Some Details (not Much) And..well...posted

Well...one of my first posts was this little fanfiction, I added some details (not much) and..well...posted it on archiveofourown, I would appreciate if you would take a look!

You know what makes me sad? That there isn't enough fluff content about Schlatt and Quackity. I am really upset about it. Yeah, they had pretty toxic moments...but there were good ones. It's hard to tell which were canon, but there were some where they are really adorable together.

Honestly. Even after Sam cut Ponks hand of, there are still very wholesome fanarts of those two or redemption fanfics for Sam and I don't judge this! I don't! This is awesome. I just wish there would be more nice content with the "capitalism duo" or "pumpkin duo", I think there aren't many names for them...but still...

I am so upset that in a couple of minutes or hours I will post a sad headcanon/AU with Schlatt, which I usually don't do.

And here is another little drabble about the "Cursed Limbo AU". I just try to practice writing and I got a little idea.

Trigger Warning: Mention of suicide thoughts and depressive behavior.

It was already night. Stars filled the night sky and illuminated Las Nevadas, that seemed to never sleep and always be busy. After Technoblades escape there was no time to relax. More security. More patrols. This wasn't something that you would like to have, when you have a former tyrant, who was just a shell of his former self, as a guest.

Roaming through the halls, Fundy often had to stop himself. His long tail slowly waving, while his heartbeat wouldn't calm down. Everyone was busy, but someone had to watch Schlatt. Just to be sure that he wouldn't do anything that he would regret. Despite everything that happened in the past, the young fox-hybrid really couldn't feel hatred towards the ex-president. He was determined to be responsible, this is his choice and he will stand by it. Schlatt will have company today, if he likes it or not. Even though...the former president really didn't seem to care if someone is in the room, that was part of the reason, why Fundy was so hesitant. After he took a deep breath, he continued his path, slowly moving towards the room. Silence. This was always the only welcome they all seem to get...well...besides Wilbur. This honestly brings Fundys blood to boil a little. Why is it Wilbur, who is trusted? It is just not right.

The young fox had to stuff those thoughts away, as far in his subconscious, that he could just block it and never think about it again. Three quiet knocks at the door. Firstly silence...but then the door was slowly opened. Fundy tried to give his most welcoming smile. His eyes met Schlatts....they seemed so lifeless. This almost let a shiver down Fundys spine. Those eyes kind of reminded him of Ghostburs....but Ghostbur was...well...a ghost...and Schlatt is revived, he shouldn't have the eyes of a dead man...

It seemed like the fox-hybrid stared for too long. The ex-president already made some steps back and avoided his gaze. This is awkward. A quiet exhale and Fundy enters the room, closing the door and making the other free bed ready for himself. Schlatt just lied down on his own bed, staring at the ceiling, rarely blinking. He was even more...apathetic then usual, which made Fundy nervous. He lied down, but faced Schlatts bed.

-...Schlatt...could you promise me something?-

The ram hybrids ears twitched a little bit, before he looked at the young man.

-...Please....don't kill yourself tonight...-

Fundy could hear his own heartbeat...it was fast...almost painful. Schlatt seemed to hold his breath for a moment. Then he reached for a notebook and a pen, slowly writing something down and then showing it to the fox-hybrid with a weak smile.

"Not in your presence Fundy."

The fox ears were pressed to the young man's head, he slowly nodded.

-...Sorry...I didn't want it to...sound that way-

In that moment Schlatt changed his expression, seemingly more troubled and began to write something down fast, before showing it to Fundy once again.

"You are clearly not the one who should apologize here."

This took the ginger by surprise, but he just nodded silently, not looking away, even after the ram-hybrid put his notebook on the nightstand. He was looking at the ceiling again, as if he would avoid even the chance to meet the others eyes. This is definitely something that Fundy should bring up later. It makes him uncomfortable that another person would think of themselves as "unworthy for an apology" because, honestly, at this rate, Fundy doesn't need an apology. He just wants to hear the former presidents voice again.

First part:

Second part:

You know what? If there would be a soulmate thing going on in the Dream SMP and out of ironie Schlatt would be Quackitys soulmate...they wouldn't have the neat string, that would connects their ring fingers. No. That would be a thick string that would just tie around their whole bodies, with knots in it. No way of cutting it or loose it up.

Like...is it healthy? In canon probably not (even though I still have hope for Schlackity) but I can make it funny! Or they could at least be both dependent on each other. Like "I hate you, but I can't imagine life without you".

Probably the soulmate-gods were drunk when they decided to make this two soulmates.

I am sorry for that ha...ha...I made myself even more sad...Are there any tags I should add? I did add the trigger warning, but just in case...

Trigger warning: Kind of Torture? Canon death mention. Death. Blood. Suicide thought and mention of suicide attempts.

Did I tell you that I am sad? Now I am even more sad, so here is my sad AU of suffering. Enjoy as much as you can, since I am bad at writing long stuff.

•JSchlatts limbo is actually a repeating circle of his own deaths. He suffers through all of his three canon deaths again and again.

•The first times were just painful, there was screaming, there were attempts to escape or change at least something.

•After the tenth death, there was begging of it to just stop and attempts to trade for just peace. He didn't want "revenge" or "another chance", just some peace. So he wouldn't feel the pain in his chest, as if his heart is being squeezed in an iron grip.

•As the circle continued, the ex-president didn't want anything more then to end it as fast as possible. The first death at the festival? He would almost jump at Technoblade, so the firework wouldn't slowly burn him, but instead just blow up in his face or ribcage, so the death would be fast....second death, he would do it faster then the imitation of Quackity ever could. Third death...he would use the broken bottle of whiskey to slice up his own throat...everything better then feeling his heart being ripped out of his chest and heading the laughter around him.

•At one of the last versions of his own death, Wilbur would find him. He was...shocked to say at least. Of course he would wish the man, who destroyed his life suffering....but not at this amount.

•Schlatt didn't act normal, that's for sure, he screamed, backed up from Wilbur, didn't let him get near, always trying to get to the bottle. He clearly didn't see Wilbur as real.

•It took a lot of time to calm the ram-hybrid down...well...he wasn't calm...but he wasn't screaming anymore. Wilbur wanted to believe that this is some kind of manipulation...or trick...but by the dead look in the eyes of his former rival, he really didn't think there is a possibility to fake this.

•During the "reviving" events, Wilbur managed to convince Dream, to take Schlatt with him. He didn't feel sorry...well...maybe a little bit....but not to much, he would be ready to kill him, if Schlatt would give a reason...

•There weren't many places were they could go...so...after weighting all the options, Las Nevadas was considered the...more promising variant.

•Quackity wasn't exactly happy to see Schlatt....and that feeling was oh so mutual...it was almost possible to see how the heart of the former president dropped, he tried to grab the nearest sword immediately and even if the duck hybrid wanted to protect himself, thinking that his ex-fiance wanted to attack him...he was pretty surprised when Wilbur had to stop Schlatt from roaming the sword into his own chest, screaming that this Quackity is real and that they are out of the cursed limbo.

•Some days passed and at the beginning Quackity enjoyed it all, it was funny to see that now Schlatt is the one, who would stay quiet and hold his breath near him...but with time it started to feel wrong...very wrong. He didn't hear a single word from the ram-hybrid. He only talked to Wilbur, so that Quackity wouldn't hear him.

•At some point the duck hybrid even got the feeling that he is genuinely worried about his ex-husband...which feeled even more wrong. Why should he? That's JSchlatt! He deserved it...right?...

•The confusion tortured the owner of Las Nevadas from the inside from the beginning of the day, till the late night...and then Fundy stormed into his room at one of the nights, screaming that Schlatt wouldn't open the door and isn't answering.

•They had to break the door to get in, the former president of Manburg was lying on the floor, in his own blood, that was coming from his arms.

•That was a horrific night. Just some minutes to late and that ram-hybrid would succeed. After that, it was ordered that someone always had to look after him. Most of the time it was Fundy...he clearly had a soft spot for the hybrid and it didn't seem like the ex-president minded. Sometimes Sam or Foolish helped, Wilbur was also often there.

•Just in the later days, Quackity decided that it was his turn, even though...Schlatt was far from being relaxed near him. He was always looking at the casino owners arms...at any objects that could be used for harm...that could be entertaining...but at that rate, it wasn't...it feeled wrong.

•At one of the days, Quackity was making some paperwork, just some casino detail...new machines and all...when he noticed that Schlatt was looking at the documents. "What?" he asked and immediately noticed that the ram-hybrids ears pressed to his head. Damn it...he didn't mean to sound that cold. Schlatt still didn't speak but carefully pointed at one of the paragraphs....and then at the other...Oh....the costs and parameters do not really seem logical...there are too many machines that would be ordered if he would sign...how could he miss it? Well...okay....he didn't get a lot of sleep lately...this is how..."Not bad..." for a second...maybe even less...he could see a glimpse of light in the eyes of a dead man...

Haha, yes! There aren't as many as I would wish for, but the ones that exist are pretty nice and comfy! Or the AUs, where Schlatt is a business man (usually its combined with DadSchlatt, which I adore) and...oooh, that's just wonderful...

You know what makes me sad? That there isn’t enough fluff content about Schlatt and Quackity. I am really upset about it. Yeah, they had pretty toxic moments…but there were good ones. It’s hard to tell which were canon, but there were some where they are really adorable together.

Honestly. Even after Sam cut Ponks hand of, there are still very wholesome fanarts of those two or redemption fanfics for Sam and I don’t judge this! I don’t! This is awesome. I just wish there would be more nice content with the “capitalism duo” or “pumpkin duo”, I think there aren’t many names for them…but still…

I am so upset that in a couple of minutes or hours I will post a sad headcanon/AU with Schlatt, which I usually don’t do.