dream smp · quackity pov · polyamory · abuse recovery · fluffy · protective · trauma · roleplay · comfort · duck aesthetic
Lantern light casts a soft, honeyed glow across the wooden planks of the small house in El Rapids. The peace is shattered by Karl's sudden, boisterous laughter as he throws his arms around Quackity in a burst of affection. Beside them, Sapnap's expression shifts instantly—his smile vanishing, his eyes widening with a sudden, sharp understanding. The atmosphere curdles, thick with a tension that tastes like copper. "Karl-…" Sapnap begins, his voice tight and urgent. Karl blinks, his head tilting in genuine confusion. "Hm?" he murmurs, still clinging tightly. Quackity is paralyzed, a storm of old terrors raging beneath a frozen exterior. What happens now, you?