#MAYBE TNT DUO HMMM MAYBE
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Tiny workers au! Do you have any idea of how Wilbur/sbi meet Tommy/benchtrio and what point Tommy is nommed willingly lmao and not some random kid. And maybe some conflict between the customers (SBI/Dream) the Tinies and the boss? Maybe he got one of those reviews and is punishing Tommy through noms, some trauma for the poor lad </3
okay SO
i'm changing my original plans for this au just a tiiiny bit :))
wilbur and tommy meet for the first time in the minigolf au. i reeeally like the trope where a sad depressed giant slowly just becomes significantly more mentally stable when a certain tiny comes around.
wil's family is very concerned for wilbur's health. he's been cooped up in his apartment not talking to anyone, so naturally they come up with a way to get him out. phil (or tech) gets him a one day ticket to the park, and basically being guilt tripped into it with the 'it was so expensive' and 'do it for us' shit, he forced himself to go.
eventually he settled on doing minigolf, somehow ending up with tommy as his tiny (i know how, but i want to keep some things a secret :])
as for emeraldduo meeting tommy, i'm not sure yet. maybe wilbur brings the tiny home one day and finds that his family is just chilling around his apartment lmao,,,,,, it would definitely give secondhand embarrassment depending on how i write it but i can give it a shot :D
OKAYOKAYOKAY SO NOMS IN THIS AU
i love love love using a stomach as punishment/timeout so YES that is absolutely happening. but, before that happens, i want wil to nom him at least a few times. and there is a reason why. i want tommy's comfort level around humans to be very high after he meets wilbur, and maybe even sbi & some other regulars. (pls give me ideas for more regulars,,, i'm thinking about maybe aimsey for ranboo? :0) he's naturally calmed down and shit so, even if he's a little bit hesitant or even frightened to willingly be eaten, he still goes through with it because he knows that humans are typically not bad people, especially not wil. then he gets nommed by another person, maybe dream or someone else.
all this trust he builds with the humans kinds of overrides his memory of the bad humans, like his boss. he's so used to being relaxed and himself around the customers that he forgets that he still very much needs to tiptoe around one particular human. even beeduo and the other tiny workers in some other locations are a bit worried about his sudden lack of fear, trying to remind him that he needs to take it down a notch before something bad happens.
and guess what? he doesn't take it down a notch, and something bad happens!! >:D
his cocky attitude comes out around strangers, especially kids who mishandle him. or ladies who are overly-curious. and people who hear it both first-hand, second-hand, or from a distance, take a situation without context and makes it a big deal, sending in complaints.
and of course, because his boss is an asshole, he goes chomp :D (not literally, tommy is physically fine for the most part)
tommy gets cocky around his boss (i'm thinking it'll be sam,, so don't mind me if i start using that name instead of boss asjfdnf) and truly lets himself forget just how dangerous these people can be. and when every single boundary of his shatters to the ground, tommy knows he fucked up :D
idk tw vore but there's so much of that here anyway lmfao,,,,
it starts with the fact that sam is everything but gentle. nothing he does is slowed or respectful. he's swept from the counter without warning and engulfed in a tight fist, where he's risen to a face too close for comfort that bares unusually sharp teeth, and is tossed into the moist maw that no longer feels comforting but instead feels incredibly uncomfortable and claustrophobic. then, to add to that, there's only a small moment where he sits on sam's tongue before he's thrown back into his throat and swallowed. the lack of saliva on him makes it difficult to go down and he's stuck in the thin gullet for longer than he wants to be. into the storage that has a significant lack of air in it, where he spends much longer than he needs to in there. and to make matters somehow worse, he's awake the entire time, extremely hyperaware :)
needless to say that his next encounter wilbur is nothing but fear C:<
#brickquiries#graci brickling#tiny workers au#cw vore implication/mention#cw vore description#tbh i'd love to learn to write aimsey#especially with ranboo. i gotta do something with beeduo in this au#underrated frfr#maybe techno with tubbo?#i also want to do something with quackity;;; that being karlnapity or sapity idk but i want duck man :D#MAYBE TNT DUO HMMM MAYBE#idk i'd like to extend this au out a liiiiitle bit more even tho the ccs i watch are very limited lmfao#and not even watch;;; i still don't have the faintest clue how to write them even with that one post lmfao
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Ok as promised toxic tnt duo. Disclaimer: this is very toxic duh and meant to show the characters at their most damaging to each other. These are the characters views of each other not my veiws of them. We Cool? Cool
Tw: Implied/ referenced suicide, suicide being thrown in someone’s face, physical violence, Implied drinking issues, slut shaming, unintentional victim blaming and everything c!tnt duo is.
Wilbur hummed, taking a drag from his cigarette. “No need to be so cold big Q. I mean you seemed pretty attached to me last night-.”
Quackity stiffened. “Last night was a mistake.” He said curtly. Wilbur laughed before he could stop himself. “You can’t just act like it was a hookup or something . You hugged me, sobbed hysterically and then threw up on my boots. Those where really good boots by the way.” Quackity’s wings flared, a sure sign he was annoyed. “I know what happened, I was there. You can fuck off now. I’m sure you have a busy day of manipulating children and kicking puppies to get to.”
And this was where Wilbur should stop. He had gotten what he wanted after all, a reaction, those coal dark eyes focused only on him, anger flaring up to meet his own, fire on fire. If Wilbur was smart he would back off before he got burned. But Wilbur had never been smart when it came to Quackity. “Don’t worry Q there's nothing to be ashamed of.” He said, sugar sweet. “Everyone has mental breakdowns. I mean drinking yourself to death might not be the healthiest way to deal. You know that reminds me of someone-.” Quackity stood in single motion hands on the wood of his desk, eyes on Wilbur. “Don’t fucking go there Soot. You wanna spend the day in my office? Fine you can have it, I’m not in the mood to deal with your bullshit.”
Quackity stalked past Wilbur heading for the door. Halfway there he paused speaking over his shoulder. “ You know next time you bitch about everyone liking ghostbur more than you, maybe think about why that is hmm?” Wilbur blinked, the words stung more than he expected. He quickly stepped in front of the other. “Come on Quackity. Relax.”
“Or what?” There was a strange note in the others voice and for the first time Wilbur noticed how tense Quackity was, the way his eyes darted between Wilbur and the door and he realized how dumb it had been to plant himself between Quackity and the only exit. “What are you gonna do Wilbur pitch a fucking fit and blow this place sky high?” Wilbur flinched before he could stop himself. “L’ Manberg needed to be blown up Quackity all it did was hurt-.”
“Bullshit!” Quackity was in his face now standing on tiptoes to look into Wilbur’s eyes and on any other day it would have been funny. “You lost L’Manberg and decided that if you couldn’t have it, nobody could! We won Wilbur! Schlatt was dead. We got our home back and you blew it up and then you weren’t even man enough to deal with the consequences.”
There was a shocked silence in the wake of Quackity’s words like Quackity had even surprised himself saying them. Wilbur thought he saw something like a regret flash over the others face but it was gone in a heartbeat, too quick to catch and Wilbur was already filled with anger and adrenaline. “Our home Quackity? When was it ever yours?” He got a sick satisfaction in the way Quackity flinched. “Actually, actually let's backtrack.” Wilbur laughed loudly and the sound was empty of humor. “Why did L’ Manberg get to be where it needed to be blown up, hmmm?” Quackity drew himself up. “Bullshit that wasn’t my-.”
“Wasn't your fault?” Wilbur cut in. “Is that what your boyfriends told you? The one who fought on Dreams' side from the beginning and the other who sided with Manberg. Yes, they're very objective I’m sure. We all know you were the only reason Schlatt got into power, because you used that stunning face of yours-.” He reached for Quackity only for the other to slap his hand away hard. “Don’t fucking touch me Wilbur-.” Wilbur raised his voice. “You used that stunning face of yours to gain votes and laughed as Tommy and I were exiled. As I was murdered and hunted down like an animal.”
Quackity rolled his eyes. “That’s a real nice way of saying you ran off to start a little rebellion in the woods. Gods forbid you lose with grace! No, you had to pitch a fit about it and drag Tommy and Tubbo into it to fight your battle just like you always do. They were kids-.”
Wilbur snarled. How dare Quackity pretend he knew anything about Pogtopia. “Don’t act like a hero Quackity.” He snapped. “What did you ever do to protect Tubbo? Nothing. You rolled over for Schlatt at the first chance you got.”
Quackity clenched his fists like he was going to swing at Wilbur only to back up a moment later. “I did protect Tubbo. I tried so hard to protect him, you have no idea what I had to do-.” Wilbur laughed. “Right, you tried so hard Tubbo got executed while you stood on stage and watched.” Quackity drew back. “You-you know Wilbur?” Have you ever considered that maybe you weren't the great president you thought you were? Ever thought that maybe there was a reason your own people didn’t vote for you? That maybe even then you were a fucking failure just like you are now.”
Wilbur couldn't hide his flinch, he stepped away as if the words had thrown him back. Quackity grinned cold and vicious and Wilbur lost any self control he might have had.
“You wanna talk about bad leaders, Quackity? Let's talk about your Vice Presidency. Manberg fell in months and gods only know you where useless before then. You know it's a miracle Schlatt didn’t fire you on the first day. It really makes me wonder. Well you know what you were bringing to his table.” Quackity, went still smile gone, turning pale. Wilbur got a sick joy in knowing that he had gotten under the other’s skin. Affected him enough to see it in every line of his body and every breath he spoke. “Wha- What exactly are you implying Wilbur?” Wilbur shrugged innocently. “Don’t play coy Quackity. I mean you're a very beautiful man. And Schlatt made it clear that he was fond of your um assets.” There was a long silence and Wilbur added. “To be clear, Quackity I’m saying you got the Vice Presidency because you f-.”
Quackity hit him and Wilbur felt his nose break with a crack. The pain was a shock to his system, a pleasant rush and as Quackity tackled him to the floor and hit him again Wilbur couldn't help but laugh because he was alive, he was bleeding, heart beating, lungs working. There was another human body touching his, sharp bones and white hot skin pressing together. Wilbur reached up and grabbed Quackity’s wrists to avoid getting punched again. It just made the other fight harder, kicking at his legs. Wilbur finally hit back knocking him over only for Quackity knee him in the gut sending Wilbur crashing on top of him.
They rolled over and over on the floor like wolf pups fighting instead of two grown men. Wilbur was laughing and Quackity was screaming and swearing at him but Wilbur couldn't make out the words over the blood in his mouth and the pounding of Quackity’s heart as their chests pressed together. Wilbur didn’t hear the door open but he did hear the sound of shattering glass and an angry voice “What in all the hells are you two doing?”
#all right here you go ppl#this took for fucking ever#i kept feeling like it was too occ and change it#this is part of a larger fic and that’s why your kinda droped into it#bouns points if you guess who walked in on them#c!quackity#c!wilbur#c!tntduo#c!tnt duo
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Quackity has the worst track record for romance in the dsmp. he's been engaged to three people already and never made it to an actual wedding, I wonder if this thing people are talking about with Wilbur would work out any differently or if Quackity's just. Cursed. He's somewhat of a Corpse bride character isn't he
Hmmm I do see what you mean. I think that’s what makes TNT Duo kind of interesting. They are both very lonely, tragic characters who have spiraled into something unhinged, and their strange relationship is like. A reflection on that loneliness. They’re both desperate for contact even if they won’t admit it.
I don’t think that Quackity’s and Wilbur’s will ever become an actual relationship- I think that instead they’ll just continue to dance around each other in this desperate sort of rivalry, escalating and escalating, until something or someone ends up being destroyed. Their relationship is destruction.
Dunno though, maybe instead they’ll kiss on the lips.
Probably both.
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