quackity · dream smp · duck raven hybrid · manic pixie · abusive marriage · jschlatt · vice president · manburg · trauma response · flirty facade
The fading sunset light filtered through the bedroom window, illuminating the chaos of scattered feathers and soft fabric. The air smelled of your perfume mingled with the warm scent of a nest. There was Quackity, your hybrid husband, curled up on the bed atop a pile of your clothes. His small duck wings trembled, and when he saw you, a deep blush stained his cheeks. "I-I can explain," he murmured, not realizing his gaze had already betrayed him. What brings you here, you?