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I just got a funny thought. Like...if Glatt and Schlatt are the same person. Would Schlatt have problems with remembering that he isn't a ghost anymore after the revival?

Like...he would try to go through walls, only to remember that he has to use the stupid doors again.

Quackity would have to always call him and tell him to go out of the shadows. Many think that he is just trying to be intimidating......but Quackity knows that his ex just forgets, that the sun doesn't burn him anymore.

There is so much fun stuff that could be done with that. I mean, he has been a ghost for over 15 years, he probably got used to all those ghost-features!

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.

@nnutpaw asked if I could do some general Revived! Schlatt Headcanons and...I actually could give some, since I thought about that fella for a long time and actually had even a small AU planned. Maybe I will tell about it some other day.

Revived JSchlatt Headcanons

•He is touch starved but numb to physical contact because he has been for way too long in the Limbo.

•Which also means that he is numb for pain. Which is a benefit in terms of his chronical pain, which he wouldnt feel anymore but also a big disadvantage in case he gets hurt.

•This leads to Quackity always checking on him, when he gets back home because Schlatt wouldnt notice if something cut him or got stuck in his body.

•His feelings and emotions are also pretty bland.

•Revived Schlatt would actually follow Quackity around. Mostly because he was the one who revived him but also because he believes that he has nowhere else to go.

•He doesnt understand why he has been brought back. Since he died with the impression that everyone hates him.

•The ram often stays non-verbal, if not asked a question.

•Is not really affected by alcohol anymore but he still drinks it in hopes of feeling something again.

•Since he doesnt feel too much physical contact and has bland emotions, if something does catch his attention, he gets attached to it. Starting to actually have an interest in origami.

•This leads to him having an origami duckling...which he starts carrying around everywhere. Not letting anyone touch it, even Quackity.

•The duck hybrid is slightly annoyed by that attitude but let's Schlatt have this piece of privacy because it's the first time that he sees the ram actually smile because of something.

•If Las Nevadas is still around, Schlatt would be a good dealer. Having experience in card games.

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?"

Quackity : I do feel awful about killing you.

Schlatt: *lifts an eyebrow*

Quackity : Even though technically I did bring you back, which makes it so you arent even dead anymore, so I don’t know what you’re bitching about.