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haha i jsut got back from pandoras vault and my hands are covered in dream's blood rn what did i miss 😭😭😭

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they all saw salvation in your palms, but you hold only dust. there are no meadows, no green pastures. only deserts. only burning sands and the promise of water that never comes. where is your kingdom, o god of las nevadas? where is your recompense for the blood you shed, for the hopes you tore from those sleek wings, for the lovers who left you drowning?
schlatt’s ribcage lines the foundation. pried it open with your bare hands, tearing sinew and cartilage to find a beating heart too drunk to notice your pretty fangs. and you swallowed the man whole, hoping his confidence would graft itself onto your spine. but eden doesn’t bloom for men like you. you’re cain with a golden axe, abel’s blood staining your teeth. you couldn’t stand the mirror your honest lovers held up. you call your bloody axe justice, but justice is just vengeance dressed up for sunday school, and you’re not fooling anyone. what you failed to learn from dream, from wilbur, from schlatt, is that power doesn’t love you back.
( got inspired by the other anons c: )
nonononono i swear, please, it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does it does—
#quackitychirps#avian event#ask blog#tw unreality#tw repetition#sophocles anon#ANYWAY HIKY SHIT?#!?!/!?!/!;:&;:&!(!:!;!:;/!#ANON IM LOSIFNG MY FUCKING MIND WJAT THE FUCK /POS#the cool thing is when your eyes confuse 'it does' with 'does it' after a second.
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You're back to LN! Now I can bother you in person yay! anyways I hope you're having a good day -men anon
you should see my office. it's delightful.

#quackitychirps#ask blog#delegation — LN TEXTBOOK.#men anon#ooc: office jumpscare. HI me and my buddy @vulpesintuos designed this whhhole thing together. theres A LOTTT of details!!!!!#guess this is a christmas gift for the folks who enjoy this blog :]#cquackity#dsmp quackity#c!quackity#dsmp#dsmpblr#<- swag tags
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Gay ass

i am a walking second place faggot
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CAN US ANONS MAKE YOU BREAKFAST. Like a poll or something
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# — THE MAILBOX is open for business.
i take care of those who take care of me. why do you think i have no one around?
jesus, put two and two together.
this is a c!quackity ask blog :]
SEND ASKS! feel free to pester c!quackity thru asks— general questions, LN reports, dsmp lore refs, tomfoolery and such are encouraged.
i HEAVILY support spamming the inbox.
happy to answer both anons + characters (dsmp, ocs, multiverse: film, musicals, videogames, etc). if ur a reoccurring anon then grab an emoji !
#quackitychirps indicates quackity replies. #charlieposting indicates slime replies.
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↓ IMPORTANT INFO UNDER CUT. ↓

[ hiii. i'm prophet! he/it/rez prns. biggest cquackity kin known to mankind. yes i am australian 😎😎 ]
rules: literally fucking none. go ham!!!!!!! just please no godmodding. i'll delete anything that goes too far. 18+ mentions are fine — i'll tag accordingly, but it won't be the main focus. sooo have fun go crazy ( admin is 22. keep that in mind thanks )
this blog functions on dialogue instead of written out paragraphs of literature.
IMPORTANT: i don't write any literate rp ( eg; *character sits down and does a thingy* etc etc ) unless it's preplanned in dms for an event. if i am sent starters or asks with literate rp they'll most likely be deleted.
sometimes i throw in a bit of action in brackets, but this is an ask blog first and foremost so i focus on dialogue to communicate action / location / etc.
and in order to keep my blog tidy i don't respond to reblog replies. threads tend to get real lengthy + clutter up things. so— please send another ask instead of reblogging with a reply :) thank you for understanding!
there will be occasional nsfw topics. anything indirect or at the very least suggestive goes into #vaguely 18+. anything explicit will be tagged with 18+ mention. proceed with discretion.

details about quackity :
+ las nevadas era, mainly. if there's specific asks that require a response from vice pres quackity or manburg era q, i can adjust to that: #viceqchirps !
+ he's an avian hybrid! he nests often (usually within an amethyst geode). quackity has a history of being mocked for his instincts and avian attributes, much thanks to a certain ex-husband :/
+ this bitch loves a good debate. motherfucker is a lawyer (sorta) so hit him up with a challenge every now and then. give him fun facts. Threaten him. ask whats going on in his life! throw in curveballs.
[ his chat / asks often show up as pop-up ads. ]
+ my portrayal is canon aligned! las nevadas is important as hell to him, so here's a post that explains in-character how quackity runs LN: HERE. so. yeah, we do business around here. and also torture dream for the revival book but that's not important /silly
+ on that note, i would prefer to avoid interaction with positive/good depictions of c!schlatt for this blog. no disrespect to those who do prefer that, i just personally want to uphold the importance of how schlatt's abuse informed a Lot of character development for quackity. same goes for dream— he's a villain, not a kicked puppy. thank you!
+ i violently swerve between serious interactions and utter hysteria in my replies to asks. its like a fucking lucky dip here 😎 also soz for all the links but it Does make it easier
+ shipping isn't a goal here, so attempts to woo quackity will not end in a romance plot. ofc there'll be some flirting, especially w / canon characters he's had past relations with (schlatt, wilbur, eret, karl, sapnap). i hc he's had a fling with technoblade at least once LMAO. note: apologies to dapduo shippers but they're strictly friends in my portrayal for a reason. :]
+ during las nevadas he has fortnightly gatherings with foolish. he wouldn't fuck a citizen, but he'd fuck a coworker! morals, what're those again?
overall i'm not looking to write romance plots due to c!quackity's view of love during the LN era. (he despises it.)
all anons welcome!!! ADMIN IS 22.

for art references:




my dude's got big big wings such as the first two. no other wings anywhere else though! white / blind in the eye that’s scarred. he got gold fangs to replace his upper canines; to replace the actual missing tooth from techno’s axe but also for congruence. it's also a mockery: piglins love gold.
PLENTY of gold jewelry. quackity focuses so much on his appearance, so— earrings! a brass knuckle made from the rings of schlatt, karl & sapnap. he will never use his own feathers for decoration, though. he's got some necklaces, ofc, no piercings. maaybe an eyebrow piercing but idk . debatable
usually wears a white silk shirt, regular suspenders, black pinstriped pants / slacks, deep red tie with gold intricate detailing & a gold clasp to keep it together in the middle. a fancy pocketwatch with the las nevadas star engraved on the front. his blue or puma beanie obvs! shoes are either dark red (near black) snakeskin or italian leather. steel toed for dropkicking drea—

[ PAST EVENTS: AVIAN PINNED. ]
#ooc: the prophet talks#delegation — LN TEXTBOOK.#ask blog#quackitychirps#charlieposting#rb encouraged!!!#askblog#quackity#c!quackity#dsmpblr#dsmp rp#dream smp#mcytblr#mcyt#roleplay#slimecicle
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When was the last time you thought about Tommy?
when he demanded a fog machine budget for his little one-man show at the theatre. ontop of that, the fucker owes me 20 bucks. so. why do you want to know?
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i am gona sxplode.
please don't sexplode it's literally pride month and i'm already being hassled to make gay people feel loved and supported. im a hater . icant do that
#quackitychirps#ask blog#ooc: i cannot tell if this is a canon post or not.#thank u. hapy pidte mont las nevadas suppports the legbetees
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where r u i miss u.......
that's a dangerous way to think. remind me, what's lesson 3 again?
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Your honor m'liege good sir, the people are bustin it down in the streets like crazy. Theyre hittin the griddy. Number one victory royale. Theyre all shouting permutations of your name over and over again occasionally interspersed with percussive clapping. Prez. Homie. My lord. Is there a holiday or somethign
it fucking slaps, actually. i don't know. is this the french. is it the dancing plague is it mass hysteria we'll never know
#quackitychirps#ask blog#quackityhq: funny edition#ooc: this is like partially noncanon its literally an inside joke IGNORE THIS. but baaaanger song#GET DOWN MR PRESIDENT THEYRE HITTING THE GRIDDY !
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Opinion on graffiti around Las Nevadas? I don't mean the malicious vandalism stuff, just like artistic ones
oh, like the artwork? there's a few!
i think "THE CITY THAT EATS ITS OWN” thing down near the docks is pretty sick. it's this mural of playing cards, tarot symbols, and church prime religious iconography, all hanging around a skeletal hand reaching upwards. and i thhhink there's usually a card painted onto the palm. nobody knows who updates it, but it’s always different.
um. but i can't get rid of the one behind the wedding hall.
it's this, like, 1970s comic book panel piece, right. with two people standing at the edge of a desert, one reaching for the other— there's a little dialogue with "tell me you’ll stay.” and the second panel, further down the wall, is empty. no response. it's stunning, sure, but absolutely fucking miserable for when people wanna get wedding photos.
there's a lot of random words everywhere, too. someone's written "GOLDEN TEETH PROJECT" on the roof of the casino, which i'm seriously impressed by. how the shit did they get up there?
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U BELONG IN THE PINK PONY CLUB MAMA
WHAT IS THE PINK PONY CLUB. IM NOT A HORSE

Oh No
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In my experience, Las Nevadas is more than just a city. it’s a stage, a test, and a trap all at once. The players may change, but the game stays the same. And as long as the lights stay on, there will always be someone willing to bet everything they have.
Never look desperate. Desperation is blood in the water. If you lose big at the casino, laugh it off. If someone powerful snubs you, act like you don’t care. If you want something—access, status, revenge—get it quietly. The second people see you scrambling, you’re done.
Las Nevadas is a performance. A high-wire act where every glance, every deal, every drink poured means something.
And at the center of it all, there sits a husk in a silk shirt, gold in its teeth, wings heavy with a past it won’t acknowledge. He is evidence that you don't play the game. No, no. You become it. And that is when you are well and truly lost.
sounds like you've fallen out of love with her. the lights are warmer than the snow coating the rooftops, y'know. you'll be back before you realise.
#quackitychirps#ask blog#ooc: anon you Get it. oh my gof#its so. las nevadas is so quietly miserable to me. with l'manburg you have so much reason to be sad. everyones fuckin sad ur ALLOWED to be#yk. but with LN it's distraction. denial. always moving onto the next big thing#pfff why would u be struggling or upset look look theres a new event. or another menu. or another slot open! amazing!!!#so many bright lights that you can't tell if ur crying or ur eyes are just watering#ugh. ughhhhhh stop im so. LN makes me so sad once i stop and think hard abt it all. its an extension of q. a river of golden denial.#you gotta sweep it all under the rug and convince people there isnt a dead body under there#that the dead body couldn't possibly be quackity's. that it isnt who he used to be. the aspiring hope. the fun despite all the sorrow#ijm going to fucking lose it sorry everyone im going apeshit
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can you tell us more about your time with karl and sapnap? Sorry if that's a sensitive topic :)
[ quackity buries his face in his hands. sighing. ]
fuck it. why not.
one of my best memories of them was when sapnap set the bed on fire. that was back in the early stages of our relationship, when i still flinched away from karl's hands and sometimes refused to sleep in their bed based off my belief of not deserving it. i was sleeping dead centre of the bed that night, y'know. wings stretched out over their backs. karl screamed like a little girl when i shook him awake, and sapnap was laughing through his apologies while i jumped around like a fucking lunatic. the sheets did not survive.
sapnap used to blow fire on his steak to cook it but it only cooked one side — so me and karl had to help him through food poisoning on the regular, which was kinda funny. karl often casually braided his hair while sapnap was puking his guts out in the bathroom, and i was busy in the doorway judging them. lovingly.
but it wasn't easy to transition into a . . genuinely kind relationship after what i had with schlatt.
i didn't let them preen me for about 3 and a half months. one time i had a nightmare, woke up and was briefly convinced i was back to sleeping with schlatt. ha. awkward. there was moonlight coming in the window; karl moved to sit in it just so that i could see his face and figure out that it was really him. just, y'know. super patient with me, talking about something to distract me, a story or some shit. reminding me of stuff we all did together.
anyway— i had nightmares. i had flashbacks, i would try and sabotage a lot of our relationship to test them, almost.
it wasn't the best approach.
but eventually we figured out ways to accommodate everyone. sapnap taught me how to deal with blazes in the nether. he was encouraging and supportive even if i kept failing. karl and i used to have these, like, pamper sessions while sapnap was being a greasy gamer boy in the living room. i was chilling out in the bath with some red wine in a glass and karl was standing in front of the mirror trying to style his hair — we had those face mask things on and everything.
we used to have game nights that sometimes turned into “who can make up the best pick up line”. and it would end with sapnap losing, storming off with fired up fingers and smoke pouring out of his mouth, sooo, like. karaoke nights were the definitive best option for us.
on that note, karl's hands were always freezing cold, and sapnap's were warm due to the whole blaze hybrid thing; they weren't the greatest at preening my wings for a lengthy time, but they were good at it. sapnap ended up buying gloves so the heat was more contained, and was always more gentle than karl with them but karl did try his best— he'd point out if the feathers were sitting wrong, catch me if i dozed off or just kept up conversation.
karl's eyes used to glow when he zoned out — sometimes he'd get really bad. i had to shake his shoulders a bit, pat his face. croon to him and wait it out. one time i found him at the fridge; he had just grabbed orange juice, right, but he hadnt moved any further from that point. i kept him company, shut the fridge and got him sitting down as best as i could. took around 30 minutes to bring him back.
one thing i do miss is sapnap lighting my cigs with his fingers. pfft. it's a tactic he used to flirt with me back then, and it absolutely worked.
but— uh. yeah. there's some history.
. . they were good to me, until they didn't see the point anymore. that's what it was. despite all of this, despite the love they had, i wouldn't go back. i couldn't.
and i'm never forgiving them.
#quackitychirps#ask blog#delegation — LN TEXTBOOK.#karlnapity backstory who fucking cheered#warning this post is like Actually fuckig Massive for me LMAOO#tis a masterpost <3
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Rank members on the server you would cannibalize
jesus. fuck it, here's my honesty hour:
# 1000%
dream — fucker is a walking buffet of revenge. hell, maybe i'll take a chunk out of his shoulder next time i visit. have i already, you ask? who's to say?
wilbur — pretentious asshole who owes me a clean slate. he'd still taste like shit, but cannibalising him would kinda be poetic justice.
porkchop — :] we almost got there once. wouldn't be so hard to try again.
# 62%
karl — continue the tradition of eating what you love.
purpled — the only reason he's not dead already is the fact he's useful. i don't know how i feel about chewing on antennaes, maybe they'd be crunchy.
puffy — she's mostly reasonable. but she's real strong in the emotional resilience department, and is self-aware enough to be a threat. she'd probably be a little sweeter than schlatt, at least.
connor — barely know the guy. he doesn't do much.
fundy — ehhh. if i was stranded without food, sure. the fur would be a fucking hassle, though. and he knows better than anyone how to run away fast.
# 22%
niki — look, i respect her, but she’s got that quiet resentment simmering under the surface. i might take a bite if she gets ahead of herself. wouldn't be my first choice, though.
ranboo — kinda iffy on it. too much fallout from other parties to take that sorta gamble, i believe. tubbo would have my fucking head on a stick within minutes.
# 0%
foolish — not on the menu.
slime — as above. charlie is incredibly important to me. i wouldn't feel human at all afterwards.
sam — too critical to operations. plus, the thought of eating sam feels like biting into an ashen + unpaid tax bill.
tommy – he's fucking stringy. loud. kind. full of that unwavering hope. you can't kill a heart that beats from a crater instead of a body.
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