SWEATERDUO AU IN THE 90’ 😵‍💫 (im sorry im so sad)

Nah i fucked up

I made a promise and I kept it. Here is the one shot. Its relatively small but I really like those boys.

LN!Quackity/Glatt

No actual warnings, alcohol, casino and other adult topics are there but no NSFW. Enjoy!

Good luck kiss

A cacophony of voices could be heard outside the walls of the casino, as a new day has begun or well, it would be more accurate to say that the day in the casino never ends. In the city where the majority of humanities vices are legal, the casino is open 23 hours a day, the hour in which a massive break takes place is the time where the business restokes the storage of beverages and food, emptying the machines of the money that people mindlessly lose with the hopes of luck being on their side. Some processes can be seen as automated as the machines and cash register seem to open on their own without a key needed. Though its not the advanced technology that makes it possible but rather a spiritual power.

Glatt was sitting on the bar stool next to one of the most profitable parts of the establishment, some may argue that the only money spend on the drinks is coming from the ghost himself, but he brushes those jokes aside, as they are way too obvious in his opinion. The ghost was leaning back, sipping on the burning booze that was filling up his glass but had no effect on him, using the free hand to wave around with fingers, manipulating the machines to open and empty themselves out. The days were passing in a routineus manner, not that he could complain, after losing the bet, he was in a rather “Win-win” scenario. He can stay and be his own person, instead of being in the need of bringing his alive version back, he had a place to stay, he had a clear purpose, and he was partially in control of things. It did remind him of Manbergs better days with one, noticeably clear difference. Quackity. The duck hybrid clearly changed. Besides of the obvious scar and a different outfit, he seemed more confident, not as naïve, and gullible, he may still not be the tallest person in a room, but he had the voice of a man, who knows what he wants. It wasn’t aligning with Glatts memories of him but sometimes, he could still see the man that he once married. The short-lived stutter in his voice when the ghost calls him an older pet name, the genuine smile that reaches the ducks eyes when he interacts with the younger members of Las Nevadas, the willingness to accept piles of works. The last part caused the ghost to furrow his eyebrows. He couldn’t remember why there were so many piles and why he simply left them on his VPs desk. It didn’t matter now but the holes in his memories were wearing a rather frustrating character. The man shook his head before his dead, amber eyes caught the glimpse of yellow feathers, when the owner of Las Nevadas let himself fall on the stool next to him.

Glatt let out a low chuckle before causing a bottle of strong beverage to float and pour its own content in another glass, pushing it towards the duck hybrid. Quackity looked at the ghost with his one seeing eye before stretching, putting one of his arms on his elbow, letting out a groan, stretching till there was an audible pop in his spine, causing his feathers to ruffle, puffing out before he relaxed his whole body, slamming his arms on the table and allowing his wings to fold tranquilly on his back., wrapping his fingers around the glass with the amber liquid in it, splashing against the transparent walls. -Rough hour boss?- there was a smirk on Glatts face, emitting a slight mockery as…yes in terms of their deal, Quackity would be his boss but none of them really used that term. The duck hybrid only rolled his one good eye, as the other kept unmoving. -As you can tell. We couldn’t get any lobster, so now three of the main dishes on the menu have to be scratched from it, till we get a delivery, two of the staff called in sick and I had to make a few phone calls to get a replacement, Fundy is complaining about needing a parental leave….he knows that we don’t have that here, right? Nowhere in the contract it says that this would be provided. So…I said that he can bring the kid if he has no nanny on this server.- the owner of the casino took a bigger sip from his drink, letting out a hot sigh and slamming the glass on the table, grimacing from the burning sensation in his mouth and throat, causing the ghost to burst into a laughter, which caused the colourful lights of the various machines to flicker. -Ya know, when I asked, I didn’t really think ya would dump this shit all over me but eh…ya know, my advice would be, buy frozen shit, cheaper and gets less worry….and look, I am no fucking babysitter, the kid is gonna get turned into some coat by the first convict. And speaking about kids. Tell the definitely human one to stop putting his damn goop inside the machines. Do I look like a mechanic or maid to ya? I agreed to run this hole, not clean it- Quackity only shook his head. -I will remind him. And…I don’t remember asking for your advice. Besides, you really think people wont notice me cheaping out?- the ghost only shrugged. -They will be too drunk and greedy to notice anything, pumpkin.- the ram hybrids ear twitched at the raising sound of voices talking behind the door, causing him to smirk. -Yar loyal fans are waiting for ya. Wanna get a good luck kiss, eh?- The ghost rested his head on the open palm of his arm, leaning on the bar counter, having a wide grin on his face. Quackity emptied his own glass, jumping off the stool, causing the heels of his shoes to clack against the floor, straightening his dress-shirt before looking at the ghost in a torn suit, under which was a blue sweater that stayed on him despite them being in a literal desert. He narrowed his eyes before scrunching up his nose and huffing. -I don’t need any luck, Glatt.- turning away and looking around before looking down at the ground, feeling the rows of yellow feather on his neck rise and fluff up, smirking before making an 180 turn on his heels, stepping over to the ghost. -But you definitely need some. After all, I expect great profit from your cooperation.- was uttered before the duck hybrid grabbed the man by one of the horns, pulling him down and uniting their lips in a rather passionate kiss. All light in the casino turned on, seeming like they are about to burn on the light bulbs, the establishment filled up with the noise of machines rapidly playing, slot machines were rapidly changing the pictures, the sound of coins shooting out of the winning sections and the repeated, robotic voice shouting “jackpot” was echoing.

Quackity took a step back, using the back of his palm to clean off his lips before walking off, leaving the ghost at the bar, and throwing one last sentence at him. -Seems like you have won something.-

glatt and c!quackity for @the-metro-bus-system for the @mcytblrholidayexchange, the designs where kinda specific and i had lots of fun with them, specially Qs jewelry

I am partial to the headcannon that Friend is just Glatt, just ignoring the existence of canon Glatt

Glatt rammie glatt rammie

/j

I think (one of) the tragedy(s) of c!Wilbur is that literally everyone liked Ghostbur better than him...

I think (one of) the tragedy(s) of c!Ranboo is that literally everyone liked him better than Boo...

I think (one of) the tragedy(s) of c!Schlatt is that nobody liked him. Ghost or not. Like, ever.

“straight to hell”

some goofy ass glatt design i made, aka c!schlatt’s afterlife form. i love love imagining that in death, people’s ghost forms take on a much more *symbolic* form. ghostbur represented the lost childlike nature of wilbur.

for schlatt, his ghost is the demonization of his personality, a caricature of who he even used to be, a consequence of his wrongdoings.

I made a sweater duo painting 🩵💛

Bffs be like:

GLATTT!!! i did this in early February, thought i would actully post it since i dont have a lot of recent stuffff!

I love this song

call me karizma - Red Roses

glatt inspired stimboard

Remember this? Yeah, I got nothing to do so I decided to redraw this. I think the most significant difference between the new to the old one is that I take it more seriously, and there are more details and some adjustments for the characters. I also added the horns for Ran and the ring like how some Tubbo fanarts were visualized at.