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@ramfather
Possible Trigger Warnings
Mentions of abuse, including sexual, emotional, and physical. Non-graphic.
Canon character death
Mentions of depression
Villain C!Quackity
More may be added at a later date.
Some posts will have art, some won't.
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Wilbur's... platonic... partner... who he has kids with...? Snowchester Schlatt
"Ah... Schlatts don't like me. I'd meet them though. Coffee?"
"What about tea?" Snow offered, smiling at Shepherd.
"I'd love some tea. You look very different from the other Schlatts. Tea and cookies, my dime."
"Mmm, cookies." Snow paused. "I've gone through my own metamorphosis. I'm not like the others anymore."
Wilbur's... platonic... partner... who he has kids with...? Snowchester Schlatt
"Ah... Schlatts don't like me. I'd meet them though. Coffee?"
"What about tea?" Snow offered, smiling at Shepherd.
Hi ma'am, please don't kill my partner :(
-- @ramfather
"Didn't plan on it, love. My boy wouldn't like that and a mama shouldn't do that to her kids."
"Thank you... would you like a bouquet of flowers I've grown?" Snow offered, giving a nervous smile and a head bow.
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How many times did they end up falling into servers heading to water for their cushion. Despite being highly allergic to it. How unfortunate they couldn't see the Ice that was right at the spot they were about to hit in Snowchester. At least not until it was too close.
"AH SHIT- COME ON HOW UNLUCKY AM I?! FUCK-"
They shouted, anyone in Snowchester could potentially hear them however. {{FYI this is @mcskedprisoner / @libraryofwatchers lol just our Minecraft sona-}}
Schlatt Snow looked shocked when he heard yelling just outside of his greenhouse, quickly heading out the front door to see what the hell was happening.
The ram's ears flicked and pinned back nervously, eyebrows raising at the sight of this new person.
"Uh-"
Snow moved to check on the person, eyebrows raised. "... hello? Where the f- Where did you come from-??"
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Addie sat next to Wilbur, watching him with wide eyes. Her little lips were in a soft pout. "Hi da... you're sad." She said matter of factly. She curled up to his side.
-- @ramfather
"Hey baby girl.. I'm doing okay." He murmured with a small smile, scooping her into his arms with a smile. "How's my princess, hm?"
Addie gave a soft bleat when Wilbur scooped her up, nuzzling close. "I'm okay da..." She yawned and smiled up at Wilbur. "I love you and Jaspy and dad..."
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Day 13
@ramfather
Ah!!!
Snow brought Quackity a blanket he made, because he misses his best friend and I haven't been online in days.
-- @ramfather
"Snow! Oh, it's good to see your face. I missed you. Cone has been talking about you recently. Here, sit. I'll get you some of those polar bears you like."
Snow beamed at Quackity, looking tired but happy. "I missed you too! Ahhh... Cone is so adorable." He giggled softly.
There was knocking on the door of Snow and Wilbur’s house. Schlatt Oves stood outside it, arms behind his back and expression stern. He would’ve texted Wilbur… but.. Y’know.
-@schlatt-is-president
He glanced to the door with a frown, slowly standing up and stretching. It was difficult to move. Bones stiff.
Beer in hand, he unlocked and opened the door. "Whaddya want?"
He looked him up and down and grimaced. “You look like shit.” Completely ignoring his question. To be fair, Oves was dressed up, like was going to a meeting. He was gonna be a dick in any way possible.
"Oh fuck off, Schlatt. What th'hell d'ya want? Or get tha'fuck off my property." He slurred slightly, gaze narrowing on him. Leaning against the door frame some.
“I thought we should talk without fighting, but seems a came at a bad time..” He grumbled, glaring at him.
"Wh- you. You act like. Like 'm. Some. Fuckin absurd person for getting offended when you start a conversation by insultin me! You stuck up.. dickwad.."
”No, I mean you seem drunk as hell, or like you just woke up. Or both, wouldn’t be surprised. You look like you would be on one of those ‘Catching White Trash’ shows.”
He fell quiet, rolling his eyes and leaving the door open. Turning to walk further into the home. Taking another sip from his beer.
Truthfully he hadn't meant to drink this much. His mind had just started wandering and he was tired of it.
He stepped inside, whether he was inviting him in or not. “Are Snow and Ted still asleep?” He couldn’t give less of a fuck about the kids right now.
"..yeah. The kids are asleep as well." He murmured softly, tone sort of quiet as he plopped back down onto the sofa. Dragging a hand through his curls.
”Eh. The kids are too young to be scared of me. Anyways, we need to talk.” He cleared his throat, standing in front of Wilbur, not holding eye contact.
He glanced up slowly and quietly, a tired expression on his face.
"Oh of course, Schlatt. What do we possibly need to talk about?"
He questioned, staring up at him.
”Whats been going on the past couple of days.. The other day was the first time we’ve ever gotten… physical. I believe. Other than other stuff.” He smiled. “I just think we should talk about it.”
He fell quiet again, slowly averting his gaze again. Ashamed, sort of, at how he was acting. Focusing so harshly on the past that he almost seemed to combine the two. Practically convinced he was still young, convinced that he was stuck in exile, having to feed his brother scraps whilst starving himself.
"..Okay." he finally muttered, before taking a sip of the beer.
”Do you want to start?” He backed up a bit, leaning against the wall, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.
"No." He replied, quicker that time. He knew better than to open up into how he was feeling immediately. He wasn't that drunk.
”Pussy.” He snorted, walking closer to Wilbur and crouching down, blowing smoke into his face. “I’m not happy with what we’ve become.”
He wrinkled his nose at the smell, reaching out to snatch his cigarette away and taking a slow drag from it himself. Turning his head to blow the smoke out elsewhere.
"Why is that? I didn't take you for the caring type, Schlatt."
”Well, despite the pain I’ve caused, I still feel love.” He snatched the cigarette back, holding it between his fingers.
He snickered , bitterly, but let Schlatt have the cigarette back.
"You? Feeling love? Impossible."
He took another puff. “Mhm? Well, I guess it’s impossible for me to love you. If that’s the case, I don’t have any business here.” He joked, standing up.
He very obviously deflated, grip less sure as he took the cigarette back. Though more so in a way to guide Schlatt's hand closer. So he could take a drag from it.
"Don't go... I'm sorry."
”I wasn’t gonna leave, calm down.” He crouched down again. “Are we gonna keep smoking from that one, or do you want it?” He pulled out a lighter and the pack of cigarettes.
"Mm. Y'should have it. Not thinkin clearly.." he mumbled, with a sigh. He let go, returning his hand to his lap.
”Right.” He ended up just sitting on the floor in front of him, leaning against the coffee table, taking occasional puffs. “You got anythin’ to say?”
He let the quiet follow for a little bit, fingers digging into his pants as he contemplated what to say. He didn't have a clear mind to think about things like this.
"..You scare me." He finally muttered. Carefully.
”Care to elaborate, darling?” His gaze and tone was soft, despite being such a cruel man underneath. It was manipulating.
"...This new you. It's scary. It.. brings back a lot of bad memories. I don't like it." He practically whispered, the alcohol making him emotional. He pulled his knees up to his chest.
"m sorry.."
“You don’t gotta apologize. You have a right to cut contact with me.” This was the calmest he’s been in a while. He stood up again. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. Just wanted to stop by.” Truth was, he only visited cause he wanted to see his face.
"I shouldn't have hurt you.. m sorry.. fuck." He sighed, closing his eyes and trying to focus on the good.
"It hurt.. what you called me. It's one thing for Alexis to treat me like that, but you?.."
He grunted, suddenly unhappy with the topic. He wasn’t happy with what he did. It was mostly out of fits of anger. It just made him feel prideful. “Yeah…”
He fell quiet again, awkward. He shouldn't have said anything.
"Anyways.. um. Its.. fine. I'm glad you're happy, I guess."
“I‘m not…” His voice was just above a whisper. He wasn’t happy. Alaska kept him happy, and he didn’t even really have him anymore. He had his country. That was it.
He fell quiet, frowning.
"Then.. why continue?"
He questioned softly. Though he got it. He tried to be positive, when he was president, but honestly it sucked. But it was nice to be in control.
”It’s the only thing I’m fucking good at. If I can’t be a pathetic house wife, or a coke whore stripper, then who am I? Being president was the only thing that brought me success.” He growled.
"Okay, okay.. m sorry.. nevermind." He whispered, looking away again. He wasn't trying to offend him.
He expression softened again. He didn’t like this Wilbur. He was acting like Snow. He wanted the Wilbur that would stand up for himself. “Don’t apologize.” He leaned against the nearest wall, again, blowing out smoke.
Snow is hiding in the closet, drinking. He was crying so hard it was audible outside of the closet.
-- @ramfather
Wilbur was stood in the kitchen, Addie strapped in a baby carrier on his chest. He had three mugs with teabags and warm water in them, and he was putting a bit of honey in each, before he heard it.
Confusion was what he felt at first, as he set the spoon down that he was holding, before unbuckling Addie from the carrier and setting her in her playpen. Giving her a quick kiss to the top of her head.
He went towards the sound, and opened the door. Staring down at Snow with a look of concern.
"Snow?"
He questioned softly, crouching down to be eye level.
Snow flinched when the door opened, cowering away from the light. "Don't look at me..." He whispered. He felt awful for stooping so low, even though he had only taken a couple sips of the bottle of whiskey in his hands.
"I'm sorry... I-I'm staying in here..." Snow whispered, trying to quickly wipe his tears away.
He sighed softly, moving to sit down criss crossed in front of Snow. "What's going on, babes? I mean you're more than allowed to drink.. but crying in the closet with a whole bottle of whiskey in your hands? That's a bit concerning."
Snow's bottom lip trembled. "I just... I don't feel well..." He whispered. "I tried- I mean... I just wanted to see Oves, feel normal... and he grabbed my hair... and I... I wasn't..." Snow sighed.
"I'm terrified of Alexis, and now I'm terrified of Oves... and Quackity's not acting normal either... everything is just s-scary..."
He fell quiet, feeling the anger build up. Oh he was pissed, it was one thing for Oves to fight him, a whole other thing for Oves to touch his partner.
He kept calm though, gaze narrowing just slightly.
"Oh Snow.. I'm so sorry he did that.. are you okay?" He questioned, hesitantly reaching a hand out to hold his hand.
Snow grabbed Wilbur's hand and cried softly, shoulders shaking. "I'll... I... I don't know. I'm just... I'll be okay..." He decided, hugging onto Wilbur tightly.
He nodded, petting at his hair gently and returning the hug.
"Yeah.. I'm sorry he did that to you. Do you want me to handle it?"
He questioned, genuinely. He wouldn't if Snow didn't want him to... even if he was angry.
"Just... stay away from him..." Snow whispered. "I don't want you to get into a fight and get hurt or have your feelings hurt or something... I just want things to be okay..."
Snow curled up close and took a shaky breath. He felt like the only place he was safe was at home...
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"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.
-- @ramfather
”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”
Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.
He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”
"I think we'll get along just fine." Snow giggled, covered his mouth. He was thankful for another person in their home too, he was lonely.
”Thankfully. You and Wil are very kind for letting me stay.”
"Of course. Nearly any friend of Wil's is a friend of mine." Snow's ears ruffled a little. "I can show you the guest room!"
“Oh! Sure. Thank you.” He nodded.
Snow was happy to show Ted around, even pointing out the bathroom and kitchen.
"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.
-- @ramfather
”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”
Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.
He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”
"I think we'll get along just fine." Snow giggled, covered his mouth. He was thankful for another person in their home too, he was lonely.
”Thankfully. You and Wil are very kind for letting me stay.”
"Of course. Nearly any friend of Wil's is a friend of mine." Snow's ears ruffled a little. "I can show you the guest room!"
"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.
-- @ramfather
”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”
Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.
He shook his hand, expression lighting up. “I adore kids. They’re the sweetest thing ever.”
"I think we'll get along just fine." Snow giggled, covered his mouth. He was thankful for another person in their home too, he was lonely.
Snow is hiding in the closet, drinking. He was crying so hard it was audible outside of the closet.
-- @ramfather
Wilbur was stood in the kitchen, Addie strapped in a baby carrier on his chest. He had three mugs with teabags and warm water in them, and he was putting a bit of honey in each, before he heard it.
Confusion was what he felt at first, as he set the spoon down that he was holding, before unbuckling Addie from the carrier and setting her in her playpen. Giving her a quick kiss to the top of her head.
He went towards the sound, and opened the door. Staring down at Snow with a look of concern.
"Snow?"
He questioned softly, crouching down to be eye level.
Snow flinched when the door opened, cowering away from the light. "Don't look at me..." He whispered. He felt awful for stooping so low, even though he had only taken a couple sips of the bottle of whiskey in his hands.
"I'm sorry... I-I'm staying in here..." Snow whispered, trying to quickly wipe his tears away.
He sighed softly, moving to sit down criss crossed in front of Snow. "What's going on, babes? I mean you're more than allowed to drink.. but crying in the closet with a whole bottle of whiskey in your hands? That's a bit concerning."
Snow's bottom lip trembled. "I just... I don't feel well..." He whispered. "I tried- I mean... I just wanted to see Oves, feel normal... and he grabbed my hair... and I... I wasn't..." Snow sighed.
"I'm terrified of Alexis, and now I'm terrified of Oves... and Quackity's not acting normal either... everything is just s-scary..."
He fell quiet, feeling the anger build up. Oh he was pissed, it was one thing for Oves to fight him, a whole other thing for Oves to touch his partner.
He kept calm though, gaze narrowing just slightly.
"Oh Snow.. I'm so sorry he did that.. are you okay?" He questioned, hesitantly reaching a hand out to hold his hand.
Snow grabbed Wilbur's hand and cried softly, shoulders shaking. "I'll... I... I don't know. I'm just... I'll be okay..." He decided, hugging onto Wilbur tightly.
"Hi, are you moving in for a bit...?" Snow asked, dipping his head and rubbing the back of his neck.
-- @ramfather
”Ah- Yeah… I was staying somewhere else but.. Things- Happened.”
Snow gave Ted a sad smile. "Yeah... I hope you don't mind kids." He offered his hand for a shake.
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Snow is hiding in the closet, drinking. He was crying so hard it was audible outside of the closet.
-- @ramfather
Wilbur was stood in the kitchen, Addie strapped in a baby carrier on his chest. He had three mugs with teabags and warm water in them, and he was putting a bit of honey in each, before he heard it.
Confusion was what he felt at first, as he set the spoon down that he was holding, before unbuckling Addie from the carrier and setting her in her playpen. Giving her a quick kiss to the top of her head.
He went towards the sound, and opened the door. Staring down at Snow with a look of concern.
"Snow?"
He questioned softly, crouching down to be eye level.
Snow flinched when the door opened, cowering away from the light. "Don't look at me..." He whispered. He felt awful for stooping so low, even though he had only taken a couple sips of the bottle of whiskey in his hands.
"I'm sorry... I-I'm staying in here..." Snow whispered, trying to quickly wipe his tears away.
He sighed softly, moving to sit down criss crossed in front of Snow. "What's going on, babes? I mean you're more than allowed to drink.. but crying in the closet with a whole bottle of whiskey in your hands? That's a bit concerning."
Snow's bottom lip trembled. "I just... I don't feel well..." He whispered. "I tried- I mean... I just wanted to see Oves, feel normal... and he grabbed my hair... and I... I wasn't..." Snow sighed.
"I'm terrified of Alexis, and now I'm terrified of Oves... and Quackity's not acting normal either... everything is just s-scary..."
Snow is hiding in the closet, drinking. He was crying so hard it was audible outside of the closet.
-- @ramfather
Wilbur was stood in the kitchen, Addie strapped in a baby carrier on his chest. He had three mugs with teabags and warm water in them, and he was putting a bit of honey in each, before he heard it.
Confusion was what he felt at first, as he set the spoon down that he was holding, before unbuckling Addie from the carrier and setting her in her playpen. Giving her a quick kiss to the top of her head.
He went towards the sound, and opened the door. Staring down at Snow with a look of concern.
"Snow?"
He questioned softly, crouching down to be eye level.
Snow flinched when the door opened, cowering away from the light. "Don't look at me..." He whispered. He felt awful for stooping so low, even though he had only taken a couple sips of the bottle of whiskey in his hands.
"I'm sorry... I-I'm staying in here..." Snow whispered, trying to quickly wipe his tears away.
