I Am Still Working On Chapter Four, I Had Some Personal Things Happen Which Is Why It's Taking Longer....and

I am still working on chapter four, I had some personal things happen which is why it's taking longer....and honestly....I already know which moment will be my favorite in a chapter that is far far away...I am so hyper for that moment. I think about it and get some emotional satisfaction from that. But I still have a long way to write to get there.... (and I am getting attached to those characters...)

We love hurt/comfort right? So here is the Cursed Limbo AU....but with a different comfort this time! This one is short (TW: Night terrors, panic attacks, slight self harm)

Your gentle touch...

Even during the latest night, Las Nevadas seemed to stay awake, light was turned on everywhere, enlightening every part of this great country. The only place where it was relatively calm and quiet was Schlatts room, well...it was quiet.

The ram hybrid slightly flickered with his long ears, which catched the sound of muttering, someone was twisting and turning on the other bed. He slowly opened his eyes, trying to adjust to the dark of his room, blinking multiple times, looking up at the ceiling. Slowly he got himself up on his elbows, looking to the side of the other bed. The blanket was already on the floor and the young fox hybrid, who spend almost every night in this room, turned chaotically in his bed, frowning, growling and frequently opening and closing his mouth, trying to breath. Schlatt couldn't remember the last time he saw Fundy trying to sleep....but now he understands why he wouldn't do it.

The older Male got up from his own bed, looking at the door for a moment. He should probably get someone. He is surely not the right person to calm someone down. How many options are there? Quackity, who is most likely awake, probably doesn't want to see him, he doesn't know Slime too much and saw him only a couple of times, this hybrid surely doesn't know how to handle such a situation, Sam is not around and he doesn't have time to search for him.

With all those thoughts the ram hybrid didn't notice that he started to breath too fast and scratching his palm. This is bad. It's not time for hyperventilation. Not now. Schlatt gulped and looked up, trying to calm down his own breathing, slowly separating his hand from each other, to make sure that he didn't continue the scratching. The fox boy shouldn't wake up to the touch of bloody hands. One inhale...and one exhale. Repeat.

Slowly the older Male focused his attention back on Fundy, approaching his bed and hesitantly putting a hand on his shoulder, the younger hybrid shivered, breathing too fast for his own good. Under the touch the hybrids body tensed up, Schlatt slowly reached with his hand Fundys cheek, gently caressing it. It was wet, not pleasant. Some seconds, if not less, passed till the young hybrid screamed and opened his eyes, waking up and grabbing Schlatts hand. The ram hybrid didn't move, only hold his own breath. He wanted to get away; from the touch, from the noise, wanted to close his ears. But all those wishes were dismissed, when he saw how Fundys body slowly relaxed and he changed his expression from terrified to confused and questioning. No words fell from each lips.

The ram hybrid lowered his gaze, thinking what to do next, before he slowly put away his hand and opened his arms, looking unsure but still inviting. Fundy was hesitant at first but then went for the tight hug. His whole body was shivering and he was breathing heavily, pressing his ears to his head. Schlatt gently petted his head, right between the ears, putting one arm around his waist, slowly swaying from side to side a little.

For a moment he slightly opened his mouth, looking down at the fox hybrid but then closed it again, just hugging him some more. He continued the soft gesture till Fundys body fully relaxed and he could hear quiet snuffling, the young hybrids head was now resting on his shoulder.

The cursed Limbo AU is back. I wish I would write this...better. But I wanted to just write a short "sketch", so yeah...Warning: This work contains the mentioning of panic attacks and self harm, depressive behavior is also included.

Three loud knocks where made at the door that leads to Quackitys office. Fundy tried to keep his calm and confident attitude. This was important. After the formal "come in", the fox hybrid entered the office, quietly closing the door behind him.

-So...you wanted to talk to me?- even though Q was clearly paying more attention to some blueprints and other documents, he still made eye contact with Fundy.

-Yes...well...you see...- the young boy took a deep breath, this was harder than he would think but he can do it, if he says everything fast enough.

-I thought that you could maybe give me some paper work, I know that I told you that I don't like paper work and this is why I didn't get it but I thought that Schlatt could use some work, because he is in his room all the time, doing nothing and I think that some work could help him to get better and be more relaxed!- at the end of this hyper long sentence, the ginger boy was breathing heavily. Quackity looked at him with confusion, trying to process everything that has been said. It was still hard to get used to Schlatts behavior. Q was also getting the feeling that the ram was purposefully avoiding him. It was a shame that Wilbur didn't feel the need to explain what exactly happened in Schlatts limbo but Quackity guessed that it had something to do with torture and with...him. Otherwise he couldn't explain Schlatts reaction to every sudden move.

-You know what? I think that you are right. But....I will bring him the...papers myself. Without you.- the duck hybrid tried to emphasize the word "you". The fox hybrid pressed his ears to his head, looking away. He didn't really want to deal with another panic attack from the older mans side.

-Well...I...in that case you should know some things...- Quackity just gave away a quiet "mhm", choosing some of the documents, nothing too important and mostly just....the things that he didn't want to do himself.

-Okay...so...don't be too loud, seems like he can't really deal with yelling right now, don't touch him. At all. Only if he let's you know that you can do it. Try to....not stare at him, it makes him nervous and he then tries to straighten his clothes or do something else. If you see that he is starting to...scratch his palm or the back of his hand, tell him calmly to stop and ask what is wrong. He isn't doing it to get attention, he is mostly doing it....without realizing....-

-You seem to spend a lot of time with him.- Fundy was surprised by this statement and tried to look away.

-....Well. He is interesting.- this is true but the main reason why the fox boy stays with the former president will remain untold, maybe some will guess it, when they see that he still keeps the former tyrants sword or that he was the one who visited Schlatts grave from time to time...but if not, he will not tell it himself.

As soon as every formality was discussed, Quackity left the office with the needed papers. He will just give them to the ram hybrid, explain what to do and that's it. He isn't doing it because he wants to see Schlatt. Of course not. He is just making sure that his ex isn't playing any tricks and isn't planning to ruin his country. Yes. This is the reason. Repeating that to himself, Q finally came to the room. Firm knocks and after a moment, a note was put under the door. Even though Quackity found that strange, he still read it.

-Give me a minute.

-its me, Schlatt. Can you....open the door? I have a key, you know?- who even needs a minute to open a door? The revived man was surely kidding. Well....the first question was answered the moment the ram hybrid opened the door. His curly hair was totally wet, it was also way longer then to his presidency time, and he was half-naked. Another note was shown.

-Fundy said that I should take a shower. Didn't know that you would come.

This shouldn't be that awkward. They were married. Quackity tried to focus on something else and...well...the focus lied down on the deep scars which were all over the ram hybrids hands, this made the young hybrid actually more uncomfortable. Schlatt took some steps back, beginning to dress up. It was strange to not see him in a suit but it's probably reasonable. A suit has many parts and takes longer to put on and Fundy said that at some times Schlatt is behaving way more apathetic.

-....Okay...listen, Fundy said that you could use some work to not be tied to your bed 24/7. Here are some documents, you know...for sorting out and everything. This is something familiar and similar to the ones that you had during the presidency.- Q stepped in, closing the door and looking around, it was surprisingly tidy...maybe it's only because of Fundy. The second bed seems to be occupied way more often.

-Fundy spends a lot of time here. Isn't it right?- Schlatt just took the documents, trying hard not to touch Qs fingers and having a high focus on his ring fingers.

-Yes. Though, he doesn't seem to sleep well.

-Yeah...he...he said that he had sleep problems or something like that.- The ram hybrid only nodded and looked away, caressing the documents with his thumbs.

-Got remarried?-

this question was a little bit suprising and was making Quackity remember that he was left behind but...this was definitely not the truth that he could tell right now.

-Yep. You know...Karl and Sapnap....yeah...they are awesome, never felt better.- the documents found their place on a small desk. Schlatt then proceeded to write a new note.

-Thats good.-

the older hybrid ghosted with his fingers over his own ring finger, he still wore the ring, mostly because he didn't think about taking it off. He slowly started to leave little marks with his nails on the back of his hand.

-...Schlatt. Stop that.- maybe that sounded to harsh but at least it worked, the ram hybrid looked confused, before he looked down at his hands. The back of his hand had little scratches that already started to bleed. He slowly took the notebook back in his hands. Writing.

-Where did the scar come from?-

at first this was a confusing question but then Q slowly covered his left eye with his palm, as if he just remembered that the scar is still there.

-This...eh...a gift from Technoblade. It's old. Don't really care anymore.-

-Seems like you do care. If you speak that way. Sorry. Shouldn't have asked.-

for a moment, Q completely stopped, reading the same word again and again. "Sorry". When was the last time he heard it? And more importantly...when was the last time he heard it from Schlatt out of all the people on this cursed server?

-...Its okay....scars heal, don't they?- he tried to laugh it off but stopped, when Schlatt wrote something new in the notebook.

-No. Wounds heal. Scars stay forever.-

complete silence fell, before Q decided to leave the room.

-...I have still work to do. You know how it is...being the leader of a country is not an easy task...Take your time with the document...and...Schlatt, don't avoid me.- without a moment for reaction, Quackity just left the room, closing the door. Maybe their relationship is a scar. Maybe it will never heal. But...with time it may become more bearable. This visit proved just one thing. This man is not the same that Quackity killed on the 17th October.

By promo I mostly just mean us sending in an ask talking about it and mentioning it, it's okay if not, I just wanted to double check before I did it

Well, I never say "no" to an ask. Even though my blog is mostly ship-oriented haha. I am always happy to receive some asks and talking about something...so...feel free to do so! If that's what it is 😅

Quackity, entering his husbands office: Wow, Schlatt, you seem rather...horny today~

JSchlatt, interrupting everything that he is doing and facing Quackity: .....Bring me the divorce papers. Right now. That was horrible, I want that divorce!

Quackity, trying to not start crying because of the hysterical laugh that he has: No, no! Pumpkin spice, I am sorry!

JSchlatt, hiding the lower part of his face with documents to not give away the forming smirk: Get back to work, fat ass....

Since my Christmas is already turning into something negative...I would like to share this headcanons earlier than I planned. Hope you enjoy.

Schlackity christmas Headcanons

•Quackity honestly expected Schlatt to want a "straight up traditionally American Christmas" but was surprised at the amount of enthusiasm that his partner put into finding out which Mexican traditions they could add. He did his research very properly and asked Q what he wanted to add.

•Both of them seem very excited about this holiday. For Quackity it was something very familiar and something that reminded of home because of how it is celebrated in Mexico and for Schlatt it was a celebration that he mostly did with friends and now could do with his new family.

•On the Christmas morning Quackity was actually surprised to wake up alone in bed but soon enough found a little note on the little drawer next to the bed that said "Morning, pumpkin, get your fat ass ready and get downstairs". Downstairs, in the kitchen, Schlatt already waited with breakfast. It was actually again something...more Mexican traditional. Some Huevos Rancheros and some mexican hot chocolate, which wasn't really usual for the mornings, since Schlatt preferred coffee....(The Huevos Rancheros definitely took multiple tries to make...) Quackity didn't even give Schlatt the time to say some cheesy or teasing line before hugging him tight and covering his lips with a passionate kiss.

•They decided to create a mixed tape, so there would be some classic English Christmas songs but also some Spanish ones. Quackity also added the song "Me Razón de Ser" by Banda MS" and as soon as this song turned on, he would just ask Schlatt for a dance. Q would quietly sing along, a little bit out of tact but nobody really cared for that. Schlatt doesn't understand all the words but the parts that he does get, they make him smile, he doesn't want to look away because he doesn't want to miss a single moment of the pure care, affection and passion that Quackity has in his eyes.

•Even though they can't do all unique Mexican traditions (like "Las posadas") they try to add as many as possible. Like the piñata with seven different spikes that represent the seven deadly sins. And also some classic drinks like ponche and rompope. This all is also combined with the mixed style of the decorations.

•Schlatt would have mistletoe tied to his horns, which was Quackitys initiative and Q would use this to kiss him every time he sees him. (he would also try to tie a mistletoe to Schlatts tail. Just for fun, even though it annoys the president...in the best way possible).

•They invite Fundy. Both of them know that the fox hybrid would be alone for Christmas and new year...since...the relationship with Phil and Wilbur is difficult. So they invite him. Of course he has to suffer through their endless flirting with each other...but he actually doesn't feel bad about it. He also brought Yogurt with him.

•Schlatt and Fundy were the ones busy in the kitchen and....trying to not let Quackity anywhere near it, insisting on the fact that "You are just sooooo good with kids...so...yeah....entertain Yogurt!".

•When Quackity opened his present, he just immediately said "Oh...guapito....I love it!" and Schlatt didn't wait even a second before saying "And I love you.". Fundy also got a gift from both of them actually.

•At first Q was really hesitant about fireworks and even banned them in Las Nevadas because he feared that this may trigger Schlatt. But...the ram hybrid reassured him that everything is fine and that he is alright. Especially if Quackity is by his side.

•The last few minutes of the evening, before the clock showed 00:00, they spend in each others arms, curled in a big blanket, on the couch. Fundy would sit on the other end of the couch, holding his sleeping son, not holding back the gentle smile. Schlatt would leave a trail of kisses all over Quackitys face, making him laugh and blush. Something that the president wants to hear and see more often because this is a reminder that his duckling is happy. He is making him happy. And this is all that matters.

If I did get something wrong about Mexican celebration, please let me know <3

Hope you all will have a pleasant Christmas and if not...well....we are in this together, my dear. Next year will get better, hopefully.