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Everything in life had patterns.
Patterns were good.
Patterns were necessary.
Patterns were telling.
And Multi learned them all, until a new detective stepped into his morgue, shattering everything he thought he understood.
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Dr. Michał Rychlik has spent years feeding exclusively on violent criminals.
Then Alexis Quackity arrives, insisting he's innocent.
His blood tastes sweet. -
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Porque es mucho más fácil sentir celos que hablar de sentimientos.
Cinco veces en las que Multi sintió celos por Roier + 1 en la que Quackity lo hizo. -
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Quackity made really stupid decision and hurt himself and Multi by it. Now he wants to fix it.
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Good Day My Angel by KarlosOrphanKicker
Fandoms: QSMP | Quackity SMP, YFL SMP 2 - Fandom
11 Aug 2026
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“My name is Quackity. I’m not a Prince, or Lord, or any bullshit like that.”
Multi stared at the man for a good amount of time, looking him up and down. “Quackity? What kind of name is that? Quack, quack, what are you, a fucking duck?”
“Hey, pal, that’s a very offensive thing to say,” he said, lifting up a single finger. “And what kind of name is Multi? What, Multi, like multiple? How many of you are there?”
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Or, while on a walk, Lord Multi meets Quackity, who ended up in the YFL universe, and gives him a proposition.
Bookmarked by Nerata
20 Jul 2026
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"Co ty za mną idziesz?"What, you’re following me? Łukaszek asked.
Quackity walked up to the man. “YFL?”
The knight blinked as his mouth slightly opened in confusion. “YFL?” he repeated.
Quackity smiled, nodding. “YFL.”
Łukaszek laughed. "YFL, tak, tak." He nodded as well.
"Tak, tak," the other man repeated, his smile widening.
Łukaszek lifted up a finger. "Tak," he said, while nodding. "Nie," he shook his head.
"Ohhh, tak, nie," Quackity spoke, repeating the same head movements.
A wide smile came up on Łukaszek’s face. "Tak, dobrze," he showed a thumbs up.
"Tak, dobrze, kurwa."
The knight laughed again. "Tak, kurwa."
Both men smiled at each other like idiots for a few more seconds before Quackity spoke up again. “YFL?” he asked, pointing in the direction they had been walking towards.
"Tak, YFL," Łukaszek responded, finally understanding what the question meant.
Quackity instantly nodded, his smile slightly widening. "YFL, tak, YFL."
"YFL, okej."