Wilbur and Schlatt the worst enemies the hated each other with passion and everyone knew it they would always fight at break, lunch heck even morning until they both found something that they liked and that was Quackity, they both feel in love with him. On Quackity first day his sister (Alexa, I made her up) showing him the school until they found the two fighting and everyone sur rounding them, then out of nowhere one of the two stop yelling and just stares at him the other confused tought he had won but realized his greatest enemy was staring at someone, he immediately feel in love. Everyone else was confused until they realized that they BOTH liked the same guy and sh*t was about to go down.

Quackity is 16 years old, young wolf, orphan and homeless. Wilbur is a vampire, handsome and disgustingly rich. What happens when they met? Will Wilbur convince Quackity to live with him? Would Wilbur protect Quackity from an incoming threat, and if he didn't, could he win him back?

Wilbur was a beloved member of the top Vampire Hunters. However, he's forced to go behind their backs due to one bloody night leaving him with bloody eyes. He adores his family, but now he fears them as well. If they found out, would they kill him and his sire, Quackity? Hurt their coven? Or will someone else try to hurt all of them?

Alex lives with his boyfriend, of course they are deemed the perfect couple. But..not so much behind closed doors. When it is revealed what actually goes on, Alex's greatest enemy feels something different towards him, and Alex feels different towards his enemy, Wilbur. Is it love? or guilt? Is there chemistry between the two? Only they know...for now. Helloo! Second Story, Hopefully its better than the first! Throughout this I would Like to mention, I am not shipping them IRL. OK Now enjoy!!

Wilbur knew he had to marry her. He had known he had to marry her since he married himself off at the age of nine. He knew he was to be by her side at all times when he felt love for the first time. He knew she'd be his lover 'til the day he died, despite the rejection the people had for her. But what is he to do when his feelings fade with the wind and more passionate feelings arouse for Quackity, not only his dear best friend but her brother? What is he to do when he discovers all her secrets, and Quackity's the only one there for him? CONTAINING: -Cheating/An Affair - Language -Violence & Abuse - Manipulation - Quackbur - Bad!Sally - Mentions Of/Implied Sexual Content An affair has begun, the affair of the century. But every affair ends with a tragic ending. But for who?

TNTduo Vampire AU (human!Quackity & vampire!Wilbur) Warnings: abuse, religious trauma, assault, descriptions of violence, possible smut (i haven't decided yet), unhealthy relationships, descriptions of depression/self harm/suicide This fic WILL probably be uncomfortable! You've been warned!! Also it's about the characters, NOT content creators!! Quackity can't stomach anything scary. Gore and ghouls and blood are most certainly not his forte. Unfortunately, after meeting Wilbur, he might just have to learn to adjust. His life does a very sudden 180 after one fateful Halloween night when he first becomes acquainted with a few members of the vampire coven that have apparently been in this town for generations. Mysterious disappearances and circumstances are starting to make more sense, and, unfortunately for Quackity, he now knows far too much to be left alone by a certain outcast vampire. Cover art: cyani07 **UPDATE** I don't support Wilbur. I don't support his actions. I'm highly disappointed, and this fic is for me to practice my writing. It was actually originally going to be an original work which I adapted to be a fic for the internet. My fanfiction doesn't support Wilbur monetarily. And in terms of publicity, I'm going to try to mitigate that by saying I am NOT a fan of his any more. Thank you for understanding.

Idea from myundeadgayson on tumblr! I changed a few things and added even more but the original idea is by them! Tw for smoking, mentions of death, swearing, and all the things that come with a murder mystery and mafia au! The two biggest organized crime groups did not get along, to say the least. The Las Nevadas Mafia and the Syndicate were far from the best of friends. But, through a tangled web of corrupt police chiefs, blackmail, and an unaccounted murder, the new bosses of each group, Quackity and Wilbur, are forced to work together to keep both of their respective mobs out of prison. And hey, why not throw a wager in there as well? Originally posted on ao3 by myself! Cover art by @brrxmbll If the artist sees this and wants the art changed I'll obviously change it :D

"Ah shit, I missed the real target." Wilbur works for an agency that kills people, particularly rich people. But while on a mission when he almost dies, he is saved by someone with a very accurate shot. He meets another assasin from a different agency, something he's never knew of before. Of course seeing the skill and attractiveness he can't really just let him go... Quackity works for a different agency that seeks to be better than all the rest, that means more missions and more training, most importantly more money. It takes a very long time to get up in the ranks and he has spent much time there. But when tasked to kill a particular dangerous assasin he realizes he might not be a threat at all, until he gets captured that is.

Quackity walked over towards the gate, his footsteps finally being heard on dirt as he approached it. The gate was small enough to simply jump over, much to Quackity's inconvenience. He rolled up the sleeves of his button up, pushed back his beanie, and wiped the sweat off of his brow. He set his hands on the top of the iron blocks, when the door to the van swung open and none other than Wilbur Soot himself came down the steps. "Quackity!" He said, raising his hands in the air as if meeting an old friend for the first time in ages, "why, what do I owe the pleasure?" Quackity's eye twitched as his frown curled deeper into itself. He wasn't having this. "You owe the pleasure of packing whatever the hell this is up and getting the fuck off my property." ~ TWS: Mentions of SA, Abuse, Alcohol, Drug Use & Sex / Depictions of Alcohol, Smoking & Cussing

Wilbur was tired of being a hero. He liked to believe that he was a good hero, but being a good hero wasn't enough. It was never enough. Always compared to his twin brother, the golden child of the Minecraft Hero Family. Wilbur lived in Techno's shadow. He hated it so much and he wasn't sure how much more he could take. He wanted to be seen for who he was. He was Wilbur goddamn Minecraft, and he refused to let himself be a side note in someone else's story. Villains had one right; the right to choose a nemesis. A thesis to their anti-thesis. A rival. His subordinates always questioned why he chose Magpie. He never bothered to explain. He had met the hero once, and that was all it took. The eldest of the Minecraft children was so much more than anyone realized. There was a deep running fury hidden under his mask. The hero was fast approaching his breaking point. That, is why Quackity chose him. Wilbur Minecraft was going to fall soon, and he was going to fall hard. And Quackity would be right there waiting, ready to catch his songbird when he did. (Art belongs to @smimsalted who is a part of my Discord server and deserves all the love for this amazing piece!)